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Chapter 7: Frustration + Alcohol

What? She wasn't there before Jane thought on her way to the table when she saw jenny sitting beside Fleur, something inside her changed, she was feeling something, that she couldn't name.

Jenny turned her head that was previously facing Fleur as soon as Jane reached the table and that movement hadn't passed unnoticed.

The waiter passed with some shots and Jane grabbed two putting one in front of her and another in front of the French woman, who looked puzzled and to jane's surprise she turned to Jenny as if asking a question with her eyes, was she asking if that was a good a idea to Jenny? jane clenched her fist and snapped back to reality once she felt her own nails hurting her. What was that feeling.

She couldn't understand the voiceless dialog between those two but Fleur wasn't really willing to drink the shot, Jane then got both and drank one after the other, and that caught the attentions of some of the other girls.

"Woow, hey Jane, haven't seen you drink like that in a long time" The red haired said, Fleur recalled her as Cassie, looking closely now she wasn't all that similar to Ginny, her face was thinner and her green eyes were darker, the hair color though was identical.

"Yeah well, you wanted me to party right?" She knew she shouldn't be drinking like that but was soo tired of the game, Fleur wouldn't say a thing, open up at all, and she had to befriend Cammie's weird cousin. She had thought about getting her drunk and so she would say something, it was horrible but no so much if she was having fun right, it was just a consequence, normal one for a bar. Jenny wasn't going to let that happen, now she was the one that was getting drunk she could already feel different, lighter.

"That didn't end well the last time J" Cassie put her arm on Jane's shoulder.

"What's happening?" Fleur whispered to Jenny

"I don't know, looks like Jane's trying to get drunk, I think she wanted you to get drunk too, by the way she was giving you drinks" She said eating the french fries she convinced Fleur to eat, she really liked those yellow sticks that Jenny explained were made of potato.

"That's the thing you talked about back there right?" She was talking to Jenny but her eyes weren't leaving Hermione. Who was now raising her tone with her friend

"Do you think she knows?" Jane was up to an idea "So getting you drunk you would talk?"

"Believe me, she doesn't know" I wish she knew.

"So she just wants to have fun or maybe create courage to do something, people also drink for that"

"So its like a potion, that gives people courage?" Were those drinks potions, she wondered.

"No, I mean" Jenny corrected herself in the chair. "It doesn't give you courage literally, but it makes your judgement kinda cloudy so you do things you wouldn't normally do because of consequences, because now you can't really think, so you forget the consequences. Does that make sense?"

"A little" Fleur started thinking and decided that she wasn't going anywhere with Hermione on her normal self. She waved for a waiter and got two shots just like Hermione. "I think I need that courage" She said taking the first one and closing her eyes, it burned like fire, more than fire. She remembered the time she accidentally ate one of the candy inventions of Bill's twin brothers that made her spill fire, she ended up coughing smoke for days after that. And that drink burned more than fire. "Don't worry, if I happen to say too much, we can always obliviate her" She wasn't planning on getting too much out of it, she just wanted to make Hermione like her, she said she wasn't gay but Fleur knew they were meant to be together, she just needed to make Hermione see it too.

"If you say so" Jenny turned back to the food.

She was drinking, a lot. Jane couldn't help but smile and drink too, despite cassie's effort to make her stop.

She was on her way to drink one more shot when she saw Lucy heading toward Fleur again, she knew Lucy was into the French woman, hell who wouldn't be. Even Jane had to admit she was smoking hot. She clenched her teeth at the scene. Lucy was whispering something on Fleur's ears. She must be saying something dirty Lucy was always like that. She frowned when she saw Fleur standing up holding Lucy's hand, what was happening? They went to the dance floor and Jane's eyes widened.

Fleur and Lucy were dancing, close, too close for Jane's taste.

Why am I bothered by this? Fleur is an adult, she dances with whoever she wants. I wish it were me though.

A slow song started and Fleur and Lucy were very close. Jane couldn't take it anymore, that's it, she had a crush on the French woman. She wasn't as straight as she thought. Her body started moving on its own in their direction, Jane's mind going miles per hour, she knew she was walking to them but she had absolutely no idea what to do or say to them.

Jane approached them and touched Fleur's shoulder, completely ignoring the raven haired woman, that knowing when not welcomed just went away. Fleur's eyes turned and looked into Janes. The second her blue eyes connected with her own her brain went into overdrive, and suddenly she was back at her dream, she younger version of the french girl walking the halls of that palace, so to speak, the same eyes. Jane closed her eyes shut, her brain if possible would be screaming in pain, she slowly opened her eyes to see again those piercing blue eyes, that were full of concern.

"Hermione" Her voice was so distant, she closed her eyes again and she was somewhere different, a party, everybody was elegant, a wedding maybe, again, she was just a spectator, nobody heard her, and one more time those blue eyes but now she was older than she was in the palace but younger than now, in a breathtaking wedding dress, she was married, the thought made her go back to reality, opening her eyes faster now trying to get away from that dream that felt oh so real. "Can you hear me?" her eyes opened even more when she felt warm hands holding her face, she was frozen, blinking fast to see straight. Maybe it's the alcohol

"Are you married?"

"What?"

"I'm sorry" She took the hand off her face, what was she talking about, that was just a dream, just an illusion created by her alcohol affected mind. "Forget it"

"Wait!" She felt her arm being grabbed as she turned to leave the dance floor making her turn in surprise losing balance, she thought she was going to fall but she was held by her waist. Now facing the French woman, held by her, if it weren't for this she would probably be on the floor as now she couldn't even feel her legs.

What's this feeling? Why can't I turn around. Oh my god her eyes are so beautiful her skin so perfect, her hair falling oh gosh I'm falling. This can't be good.

Once more the brunette's body created life out of her brain's command, her head was screaming like a fire alarm her heart beating so fast that she thought she'd have a heart attack any second, her head moving in the direction of those eyes, they seemed to be pulling her, if there were an invisible line connecting them, she had no idea what she was doing, but something deep down in her guts told her that it was right, her right hand decided to move as well and touched Fleur's cheek, so soft, she was afraid of ruining it by touching too hard, her eyes looking at every possible inch of the blonde's face, so perfect, almost shinning. The French beauty closed her eyes as soon as the brunette's hand touched her cheek, it was as if she was being set on fire, never had she thought she had so much control, because right at that second she wanted nothing more than to claim Hermione as hers, to hold her tighter way tighter than she was holding right now, she closed her eyes so she could just feel, and wouldn't dare opening again, for fear that it was just a dream and she would wake up next to Bill once more, with people treating her like mad for asking about Hermione. No she was real she was here in her arms where she belonged.

Fleur slowly opened her eyes praying for Merlin for this to be real. And it was, the Griffindor, was still in her arms, she could feel the veela in her screaming, Hermione's brown eyes were studying her, she felt naked in front of the love of her life, the one and only for her, there would be no one else.

It was as of the whole place froze in time, no more song, no more talking, movement, just the two of them studying each other. Hermione's hand still on Fleur's cheek. Fleur's arms around Hermione's waist for support. And only for outsider's it was possible to see how the two together fit perfectly. How her bodies were made to complement each other.

That is so not gonna end well. Jenny thought to herself looking at the scene on the dance floor, wizards and no-majs together was never a good thing. Maybe I should stop them, Fleur is making a mistake, Jane is a no-maj, they both drank too much, ok there was the obliviate thing but even so, I should stop them. She got up looked around and started moving but was blocked.

"Where do you think you're going" It was Cammie her cousin

"None of your business" She learned long ago to push her loved one away, afraid to say something or do something that had serious consequence with MACUSA.

"I saw you talking to the blonde before, you never talk, so you must fancy her, and even though I AM thrilled at the possibility of a gay relative, Jane deserves this, I've never seen her smile like that, do not dare to get in between" Damm her cousin and her care

"I'm not gay" It was the only thing she managed to say, considering she didn't have an excuse to go there and avoid what was clearly going to happen. She looked over at those two, still gazing at each other as if they were work of art.

"Okay the, so why the commotion?" There was nothing she could do.

"yeah little one, let them be" The annoying Lucy just arrived, if anybody, I should be the one sad, I really wanted to taste that French Goddess". Jenny rolled her eyes, Lucy always treated people like objects, but she was a good friend to her cousin.

I'm not gonna be able to stop that, Let's just pray, Fleur doesn't do anything stupid.

"How come you feel so familiar?" The two of them were still embraced but now Jane's arms were around Fleur's neck and they had started to move slower than the song, they were in their own rhythm. The memories were still there Fleur started getting hopes. Could she remember it all, could everybody remember it all? She couldn say it, anything, not there not now. It would only confuse Hermione and only Merlin knows what it could do to her brain.

"Maybe from your dreams?" She smiled. and Hermione smiled back and at that moment she knew she could not go away anymore, that smile, she wanted to see that smile forever, every day.

"I don't believe in dreams coming true" there was a sad tone to her voice that made the blonde's heart ache.

"Well, there's always a first time" Fleur decide she would take things slow, she was and has always been deeply in love with the brunette, but hermione on the other hand had yet to fall for her, she needed patience, but her mind wasn't clear at the moment, all that drink and the fact that Hermione was there in her arms, made it very harder for her to control herself.

The music slowly pulled them from their moment and soon they were dancing faster, never losing contact, the other girls, some of them, got closed but didn't dare asking question though Jane knew she was in for an interrogation sooner than later. More drinks came and Neither the blonde nor the brunette cared, dancing faster, spinning, smiling at each other like two teenagers finding freedom for the very first time.

Soon one by one of Jane's friends started saying goodbye.

Jenny approached Fleur pulling her away from Jane that instantly noticed and followed them with her eyes. Already getting to the conclusion that she was jealous. there was just no denying it anymore. Maybe it was too soon to say this or just the alcohol speaking. The only thing she knew at that moment was that being in her arms was the best feeling she's ever had.

"Hey Jenny" Said a too smily Fleur and Jenny face palmed herself

"You're drunk" she sighed "Great"

"So this is what drunk feels like? It's good" She said trying to make Jenny move to the song

"Where are you staying Cammie and I can take you home"

"She's staying with me" that was a lie, it was a lie and no amount of alcohol would change that but hopefully Jenny wouldn't argue and Fleur would be too drunk to realize.

In Jenny's mind that was baad, really bad. SHe had no idea why she was feeling responsible for the French witch. The secrecy behind wizards was something very serious around there. If Fleur said anything and somebody discovered. There was no saying what would happen to her, she was in American territory now. But she couldn't argue, not without compromising her life.

"And are you okay to go by yourself?"

"They're fine Jenny, I've seen her worse, chill cousin" Cammie appeared out of nowhere. "But we could share a cab" That's the further I'm gonna be able to go.

"great idea cammie" Jane smiled Her house was on the way to Cammie's so it was perfect.

"What's a cab?" Fleur asked like a child learning something for the first time and Jenny froze.

"What do you mean what's a cab?" Jane asked how much had that girl drunk

"I mean what is it, a cab, is it big?" She looked up as if in thinking of a hard question "We're gonna slip it into four, so it's got to be big right?" Jane bursted into laughing, and Cammie followed what the heck was that French woman talking about? Jenny laughed nervously to hide the fact that she was praying Fleur didn't ask anything about. "Can't we use floo?" Oh My Lord

"You have the flu?" Cammie asked now

"Funny, I always carry some, but not today" Fleur was pouting like a kid. "have you got some Jenny?"

"You mean you're always sick?" It was Jen's turn now. This was a mad conversation and Jenny just wanted to disappear while Jane was having a hard time talking and laughing at the same time, she was laughing so hard that her stomach was starting to hurt. The French woman had totally lost her mind.

"Who said I was sick?" The blonde questioned.

"I'm gonna go and flag a taxi" The faster they left that place the faster it would all pass

Fleur was having a hard time staying still, and at some point she started laughing at that mad conversation about flu and sickness she had yet to understand the connection. For now she just wanted to enjoy Hermione's laughter and company, all her worries and frustration were gone, she was happy just by being there, she had no idea where she was going and Jenny was going to get a flag or something like that.

"Come here you!" Jenny grabbed Fleur's hand. "A taxy or a cab, it's a non-magic means of transportation" She was saying between teeth almost angry and Fleur opened her mouth with a "oohhh"

"And pleeeeease try not to say anything magical related things. They have no idea what floo is"

"Okay mom, will do" She saluted, jenny lowered her heand in defeat and then lifeted it up hoping.

"Girls, the cab is here." She called Jane and Cammie

"THIS IS A CAB!" Eureka Fleur thought, the yellow thingy was a cab

"Great genius" Jane laughed and taped on her shoulder as they got into the cab.

Cammie sit on the passenger's seat Jane made a move to tell Jenny to enter first in the back seat and she followed right after, leaving Fleur as the last, not giving a chance for Jenny to come between them.

"Better for you to stay here, you are the last to leave" It wasn't like Jane to be like that, but she couldn't help but being protective of Fleur that was entertained looking at a hula doll on the panel.

All the ride back home was ok to say the least, Fleur kept saying some things to hersef out loud and cammie as well as jane just assumed it was the alcohol, soon they arrived at the book store, her home. Fleur got out of the car first and made a move as a gentleman giving her hand to Jane for support, and she thankfully took it. They waved goodbye to a happy Cammie and a serious Jenny.

"The sky is so beautiful tonight". jane turned to see Fleur staring at the night sky it was after midnight already, new moon up there, no clouds, clear dark blue sky, full of stars. It was indeed very beautiful and peaceful. But not as beautiful as the blonde woman with her head up. hair falling down, her blazer on her hand leaving her with a halter neck light blue blouse showing her shoulders that no long ago Jane had her arms around.

There and now she couldnt fight it anymore, she was falling for the girl in her dreams. One night had done that, she didn't know if she wanted to discover whatever was that Fleur knew about her past, how that whole scene that she only heard happened at the restaurant, she only wanted to freeze that moment and look at the blonde just that.

with an insight she put her hand in her back pocket and got her cellphone, the blonde was so lost looking at the sky she didn't notice until the flash of the camera went out and she looked at Jane puzzled. There now Jane had that moment with her, God only knew how long the french woman would be around.

"What was that?" she inclined her head. Jane could only think how beautiful she was.

"Sorry, had to take a picture" She gestured showing her phone and even though Fleur really wanted to ask what that object was, she held back just lokking at the crooked smile Hermione was giving her, her hair all more controled than in school was now falling on her shoulders and her eyes. Her eyes were talling something that Fleur couldn't but desperately wanted to understand. She had been controling herself all night. She did say she wasn't gay but there were all these signals and the fact that she knew they were meant to be. She tried to walk but her legs weren't obeying her so well which was frustranting because she wanted to walk to Hermione. But she didn't have to. Hermione was walking to her.

Seeing that balance was still an issue to Fleur Jane hurried to give her support.

"Hey there, go slow" She said putting her arms around the taller woman's waist.

"I need another one of those" SHe pointed to the cabs on the street "To go to the hotel." She didn't want to leave but she had to. Her brain wasn't working, her heart was now hurting of beating so fast all night, she couldn't trust herself around Hermione much longer. Right at that second they were so close if she just leaned a little.

"No way, you're not going anywhere alone" the shorter one said turning both of them to the store and getting her keys.

Fleur: I'm not gonna be able to hold it in much longer

Jane: If I let her go now, there's a chance I never see her again. not happening.

As both women entered the store, the brunette helping the blonde walk straight. There was a cat on the roof of a house across from the store.