A/N: Ha! Didn't see this one coming did you?
Kidding aside, I'm sorry this chapter took forever. I almost wasn't going to continue but I got so many nice reviews and a few begging private messages that I had to pull myself away from playing videogames and write something. I guess reviews really do mean something huh? –cough cough–
Oh, I would also like to point out something – I am a straight boy – someone thought I was a lesbian. I'm not. Sexual orientation doesn't limit what you appreciate reading or writing you know…
Anyway, you know the drill, ignore the suckiness due to the rushage(not a word, don't look it up)
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Fleur arched her back, frustrated at the light teasing kisses Hermione was trailing down her unclothed body. Each kiss left Fleur's skin burning for more. She let go of the headboard she had been gripping for the pass few minutes and ran her fingers through the younger girl's hair. She tried gently (as gently as her desire could let her) to pull Hermione's head closer to her body. This was a mistake as Hermione, who has very nearly reached Fleur's aching and wet womanhood, stopped moving down to take Fleur's hands and began sweetly kissing them instead, probably to stop Fleur's attempts.
Fleur growled. Her girlfriend was just being an impossible tease.
"'Ermione" she began huskily "I swear if you don't fuck me now I'm going to-"
"Well we have a problem" Hermione interrupted. Fleur gaped – confused and honry. Hermione continued talking. "You see…you're going to have to wake up first."
And Fleur did.
She woke up in her room, fully clothed and alone.
"Merde!" Fleur whispered in frustration and shook her head. It had been a week since that unforgettable incident in the great hall that led to Hermione kissing her. This meant it had been a torturous week for Fleur as she dreamt of making love to Hermione every night since then. She always woke up hot, the area between her legs very wet and, what was worst, unsatisfied.
Fleur hadn't considered going slow when she fell for Hermione. All those times before, she always just thought sex would be very easy and obvious once they finally entered a relationship. But the night after Hermione had first kissed her, Fleur realized she couldn't just go and take Hermione's first time like that. She was just so innocent and special that Fleur couldn't treat her like one of the many other partners (Hermione didn't know) she has had. Hermione was her first lover and they will not make love yet. Not when Hermione, Fleur remembered with a bit of sadness, hasn't said 'I love you' to Fleur yet.
Then again, Fleur thought, it has only been a week and I also haven't said it directly to her.
Although she did recall Gabrielle say Hermione already knew of Fleur's feelings - something to do with the Weasley twins. Hermione hadn't mentioned it though.
Maybe I should ask the twins about this some time in the future, Fleur mused as she got out of bed to take another freezing shower.
For some reason she didn't want to say 'I love you' before Hermione. She loved her more than anything, this was true, but Fleur was still Fleur and her pride was still recovering from everything she went through with the younger witch. She needed to get a little of her old self back, and the old Fleur would be told 'I love you' first.
But Fleur then realized it was too late to wait for Hermione to say it first. Fleur had told Hermione she loved her (sort of). It was that night Hermione ran away from her in the library. Fleur sighed. So much for the old Fleur.
But no matter, Fleur thought again, Hermione is mine now. We have all the time in the world to fall even more in love with each other.
Because, as far as Fleur was concerned, Hermione was the one and she didn't plan on letting the one go, not ever.
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Hermione woke up smiling. She showered smiling. She got dressed smiling. And she went to the common room smiling at her friends.
Hermione was without a doubt very happy (had been for the past week). And it was all because of a certain blonde Triwizard champion she had snogged in every secret corner of Hogwarts she knew.
Fred and George grinned at her when she went over to them and didn't even bother telling them off about their new batch of (questionable) inventions.
Fred elbowed George and whispered something to his twin when an idea came to mind. George nodded his support for this little experiment. Just how distracted was Hermione with thoughts of Fleur right now?
"Mione," Fred began, sitting next to Hermione with the nicest smile he could muster. "George and I invented this candy that's supposed to make your body elastic, but we can't test it on ourselves as there's a possibility it will cause our heads to implode. How about you try it?" Fred offered the candy to Hermione, ignoring Harry and Ginny's protesting glares.
Hermione turned to Fred with a distant look on her still smiling face.
"Sure Fred!" Hermione answered, surprising Harry, Ginny and Ron.
George nearly choked as he tried to stop himself from laughing as Hermione took the candy from his twin. She was just about to pop it in her mouth before her sweet smile turned into a smirk and she flicked the candy into George's mouth.
"How stupid do you think I am? Honestly" Hermione playfully scowled and cross her arms. The others started laughing when George's hair began changing colour, rapidly at first and then slowing down.
George glanced at one of the decorative mirrors and grinned.
"I say Fred, I think blue could be our colour" he kidded, slicking his blue hair back which caused even more laughter.
"I thought she really was too high in the clouds to resist" Fred said and shrugged innocently. "And you're head wouldn't have really imploded, we tested it on Ron last night."
Hermione giggled and glanced over at Ron who was scowling at his brother.
"I should've known better than to trust a piece of candy left for me on my bed." Ron murmured.
"You really should have. I mean, who would leave sweets for you Ronald?" Ginny teased.
"Loads of girls would!" Ron shot back defensively.
"Then why don't you have a girlfriend yet?" George chimed.
Ron's ears turned a darker shade of red as he whispered something incoherent.
"What?" Harry asked, leaning closer.
"I said, because the only two girls I've ever really liked are dating each other" He admitted with a sheepish smile directed at Hermione.
This threw off the others for a second before they laughed quietly. Hermione smiled at Ron and went over to hug him.
"Ronald…I…Oh I don't even know what to do with you sometimes with your annoying habit of…well, annoying me. But you always manage to jump right back on my good side" Hermione said, blushing at the compliment she got from Ron's comment.
Ron turned even redder and decided to say something to lighten the mood.
"See? I'm irresistible!" He said, motioning to Hermione's hug. Hermione playfully hit him on the shoulder.
"You also fall off from my good side just as quickly." said Hermione.
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Ron, Harry, Ginny and Hermione made their way down to the great hall for breakfast. Ron and Hermione sat on either side of Neville and Harry and Ginny sat across them.
"Mrnin' N'vlle" Ron said at the same time he began stuffing his mouth with food.
"Good morning" Neville greeted back. He looked over at Hermione who was glancing eagerly from the Ravenclaw table to the entrance only to find no Fleur. "If yer lookin' for Fleur, she was already done eating when I got'ere" Neville explained, sympathetic at Hermione's disappointed face.
Hermione turned to him.
"Oh right, I keep forgetting she wakes up much earlier than I do" Hermione laughed lightly.
"Why don't you talk out a good time with Fleur so you can eat breakfast together?" Ginny asked as she took a bite from her toast.
"Well, we can't spend that much time in the mornings anyway," Hermione shrugged "It's apparently when Madame Maxine is at her harshest" Hermione repeated Fleur's joke with a small smile "And she helps Fleur prepare for the tasks until lunch on weekends and before and after classes on weekdays."
"Your relationship not start at the best time huh?" said Harry.
"I guess not…" said Hermione, shrugging. "I'll go look for her later - right now we're going to focus on you Harry."
"Me?" Harry asked, surprised.
"Of course, you didn't think I'd abandon you just because my girlfriend is competing against you, did you?" said Hermione.
"No, not abandon, I just thought you'd want to spend Fleur's free time together, s'all." Harry explained.
"That's just silly, mate" Ron began with a smirk "Why would 'Mione prefer snogging her hot french veela girlfriend when she can help you?" He ducked as Hermione threw the nearest fruit she could grab at him.
"Shut up Ron" Hermione said, trying not to smile.
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Fleur was miserable. She couldn't ignore Madame Maxime's disappointment at the fact that she hadn't figured out what the egg was for yet. And now she couldn't find Hermione anywhere.
Where is she? Fleur mentally asked as she eagerly entered the great hall for the third time, hoping that maybe Hermione would turn up then. But alas, still no Hermione.
She sighed. She was only a bit annoyed with the fact that she couldn't find the younger girl. She sat down begrudgingly next to Gabrielle and began stabbing at her lunch. Hermione knew she would be free by lunch didn't she? Why hasn't she tried finding Fleur? The calm side of Fleur reasoned that maybe Hermione turned up when she had left the great hall to look for her elsewhere and had done the same. They probably kept missing each other. Fleur decided to wait until lunchtime passed.
When she slowly finished her meal an hour later and Hermione still didn't turn up, Fleur left even more upset. She made her way down the hall, out to the grounds and crossed it to get the Beauxbaton carriage. She knew she was being unreasonable, upset with Hermione that she was busy. But Fleur missed her. Didn't Hermione know how much Fleur loved (and needed) her company?
"Fleur!" Fleur stopped just before she went into the carriage when she heard Gabrielle call for her.
"Oui?" Fleur asked as she turned around to find Gabrielle huffing. Obviously she had chased Fleur.
"Is something wrong?" Gabrielle asked a bit worried. "I was trying to talk to you during lunch but you seemed angry. Then you just left without saying a word."
Fleur sighed. Here she was again, letting her emotions get to her. What was happening to her? She remembered the old Fleur again. She really needed the old Fleur.
"I'm sorry Gabby" Fleur said, wrapping an arm around Gabrielle's shoulder. "I'm just…frustrated with that egg. I still can't figure it out." She lied. Gabrielle knew this.
"Hermione's with Harry" Gabrielle said.
Fleur, being who she was, immediately took this the wrong way for the first few seconds this was spoken to her.
"What?" Was all she could say, a bit of murder flashing through her eyes. Gabrielle raised an eyebrow.
"Not like that, not with Harry, but with him training for the second task." Gabrielle couldn't help giggle at Fleur's jealousy.
Fleur sighed. Old Fleur, she thought again.
"Oh" she said slowly, feeling very silly. "Then I suppose I'll rest for now and see her later."
Fleur said goodbye and entered the carriage, leaving Gabrielle with a plan.
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"Tell me again why we're doing this?" Hermione asked as Harry laid the egg on the ground, in front of Hagrid's feet.
"Because it's my idea?" Ron guessed.
"No, that's why I'm questioning this – now I'm wondering why Harry agreed." They watched as Hagrid raised a hammer bigger than them.
"I'm running out of options" Harry said, scratching his head then shrugging.
"And because it's a brilliant idea" Ron forced.
"You want to do something with the noise" Hermione reasoned "Think about it, bashing it might make the noise permanent"
Ron looked to consider this.
"Am I gunna do it'r what?" Hagrid asked, putting the hammer down with a thump.
"Well, maybe Hermione has a point" Ron said slowly.
Hermione crossed her arms and eyed him pointedly.
"Harry?" Hagrid asked.
"Fine – sorry for the trouble Hagrid" Harry sighed, picking the egg up again.
"What? We've been at this since breakfast, you've tried everything. You've even kissed that thing" Ron whined.
"We have a week and a half left to figure it out, that's plenty of time" Hermione shot back.
"Not that much time" They turned to where the voice came from and found Gabrielle approaching.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked worriedly.
"Oh don't worry, I was talking about Hermione. She doesn't have that much time to help you." Gabrielle explained.
"Wha-?" Hermione began. She couldn't finish her sentence as Gabrielle pulled her away even quicker than she came. "Gabrielle, what are you doing?"
"Fleur's upset" Was all Gabrielle said as she dragged the girl away.
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Fleur sat with her friends in their magically spacious common room with her eyes burning a whole through a nearby coffee table. The others chatted away, but kept a knowing eye on her.
"Fleur" Her friend, Cerise, began. Fleur looked up at her absentmindedly "Is something wrong?"
"She just misses her young lover" Another friend, Jean, said as he sat next to her.
"I am not in the mood for this" Fleur said coldly, standing up. Jean held her arm.
"Alright, we won't say anymore, don't be mad" Jean said as he pulled her back down to sit, but she refused and remained standing.
"I'm tired" she announced and walked out – leaving the two alone.
"She has it bad for that girl" Cerise observed with an amused grin.
"Veelas and their love lives" Jean agreed.
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Fleur found Gabrielle exiting her room. She called the younger Delacour and found a huge grin on her sister's face.
"Were you looking for me?" Fleur asked.
Gabrielle shook her head.
"Then what were you doing in my room?" Fleur crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.
"You looked so depressed today; I just thought to leave you a surprise present. But it's not a surprise anymore is it?" Gabrielle replied. She didn't say anymore as she happily skipped away. Fleur eased and couldn't help but smile at her sister's concern.
She entered her room, wondering what this gift was. Her heart stopped (in the best way it possibly could) as she found Hermione on her bed.
"Hey" Hermione greeted sweetly as she stood and walked over to Fleur "Gabrielle said you were looking for me" Gabrielle also said that Fleur was upset with her.
"Ah oui, but it's alright, it was nothing important" Fleur lied, trying to keep cool. She painfully ignored certain thoughts from entering her mind, thoughts of Hermione and her bed. She also tried not to show how upset she was and how much she missed Hermione. She had this nagging thought that she would always love Hermione more than Hermione would love (or like) her. And this, naturally, bothered her to no end.
She turned to her desk before Hermione could even move close enough to hug her. She pretended to look for something. Hermione didn't buy this distraction and sighed.
"I'm sorry I didn't come find you sooner. I was helping Harry" Hermione whispered, walking over to Fleur again.
"It's completely alright, I didn't care that much" Fleur answered stiffly. She mentally screamed at herself, quickly regretting her choice of words. She would've apologized if she wasn't suddenly distracted by Hermione's actions.
Hermione was beginning to get used to Fleur suddenly shifting from sweet to cold. She even felt somewhat proud that she could melt Fleur's defensive barriers. She pressed her body up against Fleur's back and wrapped her arms around the French girl's waist.
Fleur had an immediate rush of warmth throughout her body. She shivered all over as Hermione pulled her closer. She could feel Hermione's breath on her neck. The younger girl then began kissing the exposed part of her shoulder. Fleur visibly shuddered.
"I'm still sorry I wasn't there, even if you didn't care" Hermione whispered, smiling almost in disbelief at how she affected Fleur. She began to gently suck on Fleur's neck. The older girl let out a small moan.
Fleur closed her eyes, enjoying Hermione's lips on her. She initially thought she would be the one to make all the advancements in the relationship. But Hermione showed determination in pleasing Fleur whom she had an irking feeling was more experienced in getting physical than she was letting on. Fleur had been warned by Ginny of Hermione's tendency to be insecure. She wouldn't let that happen. She was going to make sure Hermione knew how wonderful she was being herself and she could be the worst kisser in the world and Fleur would never say and complain nor will she ever leave Hermione. Hermione didn't make it hard for her of course. The younger girl was, as expected, a quick learner. Fleur had never recalled daydreaming about someone's touch and kisses before. It was a euphoric feeling, Hermione was indeed quite addicting.
"I do care" Fleur half sighed and half moaned. She move forward a bit, turned to face Hermione and pulled the girl closer again – their lips crashing together. "More than you know" Fleur whispered between the kisses. She could feel Hermione grin in the kiss.
By that time Fleur had already forgotten how upset she was earlier that day.
After about three minutes, they pulled away slightly. Hermione placed her hands gently on either side of Fleur's waist. Fleur did the same but her other hand travelled to Hermione's face, caressing the younger girl's cheek with her thumb.
Hermione leaned in again for several short kisses, pushing Fleur a bit causing the French girl to lean up on her desk. Fleur parted her legs slightly to pull Hermione in between. The younger girl trailed feathery kisses along Fleur's jawline and down her neck as Fleur leaned her head back slightly, allowing more access. She sighed contently.
"I love you"
It was spoken suddenly, with Fleur unsure who had said it. It took Hermione to stop what she was doing for Fleur to realize the other girl's mouth had been preoccupied. It was her who had said it.
Fleur was almost afraid to look at Hermione. It was the sudden eerie silence that scared her. What was going through Hermione's mind? The events of what happened the last time she mentioned 'love' kept repeating painfully in her mind.
Fleur slowly lowered her head to properly look at Hermione. She was greeted by a pleasantly unexpected sight. Her heart fluttered at how adorable the young English witch looked.
Hermione was grinning at her quite goofily. Her smile was so widely infectious that Fleur couldn't help (goofily) smiling back. They remained like this for a few seconds, just looking and smiling at each other.
"I love you too" Hermione said suddenly.
It was Hermione's turn to be surprised when Fleur's smile widened but tears began to form around her eyes.
She loves me - the thought rang in Fleur's mind like a song. The suddenness of hearing what she had been desperately yearning for felt like a massive weight was lifted of her shoulders and the best feeling just washed over her that she couldn't help tearing up.
"Fleur-?"
"Say it again," Fleur found herself cutting in.
"What?"
"Say it again" Fleur repeated, still smiling as she wiped her tears with one hand.
Hermione smiled at her affectionately. She leaned toward the French witch once again. She kissed Fleur passionately, biting the other girl's lower lip and running her tongue over, asking for entrance. Fleur opened her mouth and began sucking on Hermione's tongue.
They exchanged long wet kisses for some time. Hermione only pulled away to whisper into Fleur's ear.
"I love you Fleur, I love you so much that no one could ever love anyone more than I love you" said Hermione.
They grasped each other closer.
"Impossible" Fleur whispered "Because I love you more"
Fleur realized she didn't really need the old Fleur after all. The old Fleur didn't have Hermione, the new Fleur does.
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A/N: update will depend on how nice the reviews are again –whistles innocently–. If I was Fleur, the reviews would be my Hermione.
