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*The New Routine.*

* Thoughts *
To change my routine, I had to make some choices. And I know that choosing something has its consequences, except in my case, I had to choose between causing an earthquake or a hurricane.

Fleur's POV

"What are you doing sitting here all alone?" The dazzling Hermione asked gently as she came near and sat beside me.

"Just waiting." I answered softly glancing at her and then turning my gaze to the field.

"Nervous?" She asked kindly with an amazing smile and a elegant stare.

"Never." I said proudly as she laughed lightly.

"Then why are you tense?" She asked audaciously.

"I'm just excited. I missed Quidditch. It's has been two weeks ago since I played an actual game. And I'm addicted to this sport. The adrenaline of flying at 100 km/h (or 150 mph), hearing a thousand voices screaming simultaneously in my favor and the fear of being knock out by a bludger, is simply astonishing. I have needed it." I replied calmly returning my gaze to her exquisite face.

"Why do you NEED it? Is there something wrong?" Her look of concern caused uncontrollable uneasiness in me.

"Everyone expects me to be gentle and delicate, which is dreadfully difficult when the entire world constantly expects the best of you." I made a pause, and noticed that she continued to listen carefully, with a gallant curious stare. "I love the attention, but every now and then it's just too much to handle."

"And why do you LOVE the attention? Narcissistic complex?" She asked ironically with a cheerful smile which caused a soft laugh at me.

"I honestly don't know." I lingered to recapture memories. "I started to love the attention when I played Quidditch for the first time when I was eleven years old. I was new at the Academy and barely knew how to play this sport. During the game, the whole school screamed and cheered, and for the first time in my life, I felt an extraordinary sense of nervousness and immeasurable happiness. Although, at the time, I didn't know half of the school, I felt as if those thousands of voices cheered for me. "

"That's why you play Quidditch? Because of this feeling? "She asked, fascinated.

"Yes, however it isn't as simple as that. I admit I love the games because of all the excitement, but I'm also passionate about the practices since the field is the only place on the face of the planet, that makes me forget about everything. I simply relax and concentrate on the sport. It's as if for a few hours, all of my problems disappear." I hesitated recollecting the moments I spent chatting with Hermione. "At least that was what I thought." I finished provoking an indiscrete uneasiness on her.

"How so?" She asked quickly.

"I cannot discern why but..." I pause to take courage. "When I'm chatting alone with you, it is as if I were in the field." I uttered trying to hide my nervousness. She smiled sweetly diverting her alluring stare for a few seconds before looking back fondly at me.

"Talking to you also calms me down." She admitted shyly.

"You really are strangely tense. Why? "I asked curiously as she laughed softly upon my question.

"I'm constantly worried about my grades and my prefect errands." She admitted with the cutest timid expression.

"Why do you care so much about it? I heard that you are the best student of Hogwarts and also a great prefect." She smiled beautifully.

"You won the best chaser of the league award, don't you worry about winning it once more?"

"Yes" I replied understanding what she meant. The appreciation expression that was placed beautifully on her face was splendid. The lucky breaking dawn sun that gently touched her delicate face and brown hair made her shine in a stunning golden tone. Her eyes were sparkling golden, and it was as if I had found the precious El Dorado from the depths of the Amazon forest; a natural golden beauty and very well hidden inside a captivating safe.

"Fleur!" I heard Daniel calling me while flying in our direction.

"The tryout is about to start. Come on." He asked, as always, politely.

"I would wish you good luck, but you're not even nervous." She spoke with a gorgeous smile.

"Will you be watching?" I asked hopefully.

"Yes .." A smile was beginning to form on my face but her response made it fade way. "Ron will tryout this year, I promised I would support him." I tried to hide my disappointment and mild jealousy, except she was able to notice.

"What's wrong?" She asked worried.

"Nothing." I replied quickly as I mounted on my broom, but she pulled my arm.

"What is it?"

"Fleur!" Daniel called me again perceiving my delay. I mounted on my broom, and before going into the field, I said lastly:

"I still don't have the right to worry about something that isn't mine." And I flew towards the field leaving a puzzled Hermione at the bleachers.
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"That was completely unnecessary." She joked while I was leaving the field towards the courtyard.

"What are you talking about?" I asked smiling.

"With the exception of Daniel, you probably humiliated everyone. Ginny collided with the bleachers almost five times!" She said holding laughter.

"If you haven't noticed, I HAD to play perfectly, it was the tryouts." I said innocently.

"You HAD to make Ginny bump into the bleachers twice? You HAD to cause Ron to be thumped against the rims three times?" She asked fiercely.

"It's not my fault that the Weasley girl isn't fast enough to dodge and that the Weasley boy doesn't how to elude a hoop." I answered gently.

"You could have been nice to Ron. He had no chance of getting neither one of your quaffles .You're lucky Daniel, even after that, accepted him on the team. "She stated like a threat.

"I'm lucky? What would happen if he hadn't joined?" I asked daringly and she shifted to an authoritative position that made her exceptionally irresistible. She began with a commanding stare, hands on the hips and elegant stance. It was dreadfully difficult to remain calm as my uneasiness started hastening to devour me.

"You certainly wouldn't wanna know." She responded with a blistering arrogant gaze.

"You played incredibly well." My annoying personal fan appeared, along with her brother and Harry, behind Hermione.

"Congratulations Ron!" Hermione exclaimed happily as she embraced him. He seemed excessively pleased with the embrace. There was something on how he closed his eyes as she hugged him that truly bothered me.

"Fleur!" This time it was Daniel who came up behind everyone else, and fortunately breaking that inconvenient hug.

"I have to speak with you." He spoke with a charming smile. Everyone stared at him inquisitively, and he simply replied politely. "It's private." Everyone felt defeated, except Hermione, as always, continued with an expression of forceful curiosity.

"Come with me. Kathryn is waiting for us." He requested me back towards the field. I glanced one last time at Hermione, and set off with him.

There was no one there, everyone else had dinner, save for Kathryn that was waiting for us in the middle of the field, calmly sitting on the grass.

"What is happening between you and Hermione?" Kathryn asked curiously before I even sated on the floor.

I couldn't discern how she knew that. I was always careful! I never allowed myself to look at Hermione for more than five seconds, I never talked about her with anyone, and I hardly speak to her in public. I decided to remain calm, I sit down and say:

"What are you talking about?" I asked softly.

"We have noticed some things." Daniel said as he sat elegantly.

"You two always stared at each other intensely during the meals." Kathryn said softly.

"And we know that she robbed lunch for you last Saturday. That was against the rules and she would never do that for someone who wasn't important for her." Daniel stated.

"And we saw you two chatting today, before the trials. There was an irrefutable chemistry between you. Both of you couldn't take your eyes off each other, it was as if you two were alone in the world." Kathryn spoke astonished.

"Fleur, we don't have a problem with that. We would even encourage you. "Daniel said tenderly.

"We don't know her, but she appears to be a great person." Kathryn said caringly.

"Thanks. And yes, I like her." How nice it was to be able to personally share this information. I was tired of just writing about it. Talking about it would be fantastic.

"I knew it!" Kathryn said excitedly. "Don't worry, Daniel is also gay." I couldn't believe what I just heard. The refined and polite captain of the Gryffindor team was gay? Daniel was embarrassed for a few seconds and then recouped himself.

"You do not think she should have heard it from me?" He asked. It's amazing that he even being slightly irritated, he continues elegant and courteous.

"You said that if she accepted, you tell her about you. All I did was cut out the middleman. The message was delivered. "She said fiercely. She has a way incredibly youthful and mature at the same time. It is very cute.

We spent the rest of the afternoon talking about how I started to like Hermione, on our conversations, and told everything from the first day. Daniel and Kathryn make me feel safe, like I can trust them all. The girls in Slytherin are amazing, but I was longing for a loving gay friend and a fierce but friendly with a good heart friend. They remind me of the academy. My old trio: I, Charlotte and James.
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Dinner was being quiet, I was in the company of my new team when a note came flying in my hands:

"The Duels Saloon in five minutes. Hurry up. Victoria. "

"The countess is requesting you?" Kathryn asked audaciously putting a daring tone in the word 'countess'.

"I have to go." I said calmly as I got up.

"You do know Hermione hates the countess?"

"Yes, I know." I answered impatiently.

"You do know Hermione almost certainly hates you every so often because of the countess?"

"Yes, I know." I said intolerantly while I was trying to turn to leave. I was already standing, with my back to Kathryn when she whispered the last question:

"You do know that as you step closer to the countess, you move away from Hermione, and that this goes both ways?"

"Yes, I know." I replied without looking at her and left the room.
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"How was the Gryffindor's tryout?" Victoria asked as we were all resting on the floor of the Duels Saloon.

"To be honest, it was ridiculous. Most who tried were terrible players or didn't have Quidditch camp training. However there were two events that made me smile." I said as I packed my Gryffindor tie in my purse before Victoria impatiently asked for me to take it off.

"What?" Julianne asked curiously while taking a sip of her pot. I had to dreadfully restrain myself to don't accept it when she offered.

"First, I was finally playing Quidditch, and second, I had the pleasure of humiliating my annoying personal fan." The three girls started laughing softly, although Victoria was only laughing elegantly while looking intently at me.

"We already knew." Julianne said as she soothed.

"Is it true that she bumped into the bleachers?" Dominique asked gleefully.

"Twice." I answered arrogantly.

"Arthur wants you tomorrow at the Slytherin's tryout." Victoria announced cutting everyone's laughter.

"Why?" What could that disgusting captain possibly want? Impress me?

"He wishes your help choosing the new players. Since you'll be playing with Slytherin, representing Hogwarts, and we have a game on Saturday, he wants you training right away. "Victoria said while elegantly taking a sip of her pot.

"Are you serious? Will he actually invite me to play with them?" I had thought he was just trying to flirt with me. I heard the Slytherins NEVER invite a Gryffindor.

"Do you want it?" The countess asked as calmly as if she were offering a cigar or something.

"Of course I want it. The Slytherins have four Quidditch camp players, and I was told that they always call a Ravenclaw boy who is also a Quidditch camp player. Including me, we would be six excellent-trained players. Surely Hogwarts would be twice-champion." I stated trying to hold back my enthusiasm.

"Then you have a definite spot in the Hogwart's team. Don't worry. I'll personally ensure that." Victoria spoke with an intense arrogant expression as she elegantly took another sip of her cigar.

"So, what's your tactic for today?" Kathryn asked as she took a sip of her morning coffee. Fortunately for me, us three were sitting quite far from the group, and the great hall was packed enough for just me and Daniel to listen to the question.

"What are you talking about?" I asked confused.

"What will you do to get closer to Hermione?" She asked calmly.

"I don't know. Usually for me, things simply happen." I had to admit that things had have been happening slowly than I'm used to. At the Academy it was much easier, since everyone knew about me, I just needed a glance, a wink, and an empty room. Life was so unproblematic back then. Back then I was much more secure about it, now I just have to be close to Hermione that I become uneasy.

"You ought to change tactics, to speed things up."

"I cannot just flirt openly with her, I'm not even sure of anything."

"There are other ways of approaching without flirting. How do you suppose I've had two boyfriends here at Hogwarts that nobody ever heard?" Daniel said confidently.

"How?" I asked hopefully. Any help would be welcome. James and Charlotte couldn't give me any help, given the situation, and Gregory would never help me date someone. And the Slytherin girls couldn't know that I had feelings for Hermione.

"Who do you sit in class with?" Daniel asked elegantly.

"With Dominique."

"Ron, Harry and Hermione are a trio. This means that in some classes, she sits alone or with someone unknown. YOU should sit with her during these classes." He explained.

"I cannot just sit beside her." I said anxiously.

"Why not? She probably prefers you than someone she doesn't know. "Kathryn said audaciously.
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"Do you mind if I sit?" After five minutes pacing at the classroom door, I mustered up courage and spoke to Hermione. She turned to look properly, and once she realized it was me she became surprised but with a genuine smile.

"No I don't mind." She responded with the most stunning contentment expression. As I sat, I realized that Harry and Ronald were sitting in front of us, and the two were staring surprised at me, although once they realized that I had noticed their untiring gazes, they quickly turned forward.

"So, what Daniel wanted to talk with you yesterday?" She asked in a strange way, as if she was curious since then.

"I can't believe you're still thinking about it." I said incredulous.

"I told you, I'm extremely curious." She said seriously.

"I told you, I'm exceptionally reserved." I said gently.

"Why do you always avert my questions?" She asked slightly irritated.

"Why do you always formulate questions?" I snapped softly.

"Why did you sat next to me if you won't answer any of my questions?" She asked already irritated.

"Why do I have to answer your questions solely because I'm sitting next to you?" I replied sweetly.

"Why do you respond to my questions with more questions?" Her impatience was at her limit.

"Daniel just asked me if I was going to play with the Slytherin's representing Hogwarts." I decided to lie before a real discussion began.

She would murder me if she knew that I think she becomes charming when fuming, her breathing quickens, her eyes blaze with intensity and her crushing stare each time causes an overwhelming sensation. I'm not foolish enough to intentionally make her angry, but a slight provocation never hurts anyone. She was taken by surprise because she was about to ask another question before I even finish speaking. It took a few seconds but she calmed down.

"Was that so difficult?" She asked with a restored smile. "You said no, right?"

"No, I'll be playing with the Slytherin. I even have practice with them today. "I replied calmly knowing her expected reaction.

"You cannot be serious!" She exasperated surprised.

"I know that Slytherin and Gryffindor are rivals, but I honestly don't care. I came to play the best team in the league, not to be loyal to a group of people who I don't even know. "I explained calmly preparing myself to hear her anticipated speech.

"The moment you have been chosen for Gryffindor, you owe respect and loyalty to it, including don't being friends with anyone from Slytherin, let alone play for them." She spoke fiercely.

"I won't be playing FOR them, I'll be playing for Hogwarts." I tried to calm her. "And why do I owe commitment to something I didn't even have the option of choosing? To something that I never heard of and have no opinion about? "

"Because it's who you are!" She retorted annoyed. "You weren't randomly chosen. You were specifically placed in Gryffindor because of your values and principles. You were, as everyone, individually selected for your house!"

"Everyone silence." The teacher of defense against the dark arts announced.

Hermione angrily turned her attention to the teacher, returning to her arrogant and focused stance. Seeing her so closely, on that position, was extraordinary. Her uniform was, as always, perfectly neat. The combination of her flawless posture, her sophisticated crossed legs, her gently hands sited her table, her constant alert gaze and her serious arrogant expression made her extremely elegant and undeniably breathtaking.

She spent the whole class without glancing at me. And curiously, she mocks me for loving the attention, but herself, several times, drew attention in class, whether to answer a question, whether to ask it. She's a lot like me, she simply doesn't know or won't admit it.

Before the class ended, the teacher gave back us our papers about vampires, and as soon as I got mine, I quickly put it in my purse, before someone could see it. And despite my efforts, Hermione noticed, and obviously asked:

"Why did you do that?" She asked surprised.

"I just didn't want anyone to see my paper." I answered softly hoping that was enough.

"Why? You didn't go well?" She asked holding a laugh. This was probably the first time I hated to see a smile on her face.

"It's none of your business." I said irritably and rose from my seat.

"I'm sorry." She replied again containing a laugh. "If you want, I can help you with it after class." She offered with a dreadful arrogant look.

"I truly don't need your help." I said while leaving the room with the rest of the students.

"Fleur, you have to learn to be modest at times." She said as she stopped me by holding my arm on the stairs of the tower. "No one is good in everything. You have to learn to accept help when needed. " Again that arrogant tone.

"I already told you: I don't need your help." I tried to go down the stairs, but she pulled my paper from my bag, examined my grade and cast a stare of extreme surprise at me.

"YOU GOT A B+?" She said slightly irritated. "It's awfully difficult to get more than B in this subject. I got an A, and my grade is usually by far the highest."

"I prohibit you to tell anyone about this." I said seriously as I snatched the paper from her hands.

"What is the problem?" She asked confused. "Did you bought that paper!?" She asked infuriated.

"No, I didn't buy it." I said while deciding whether to tell her the story. "I always had good grades, except NO ONE can know that."

"Why?" She asked dumbfolded.

"When I was much younger, other kids made fun of me because of that. So when I got accepted at the Academy, since almost no one knew me, I hid that part of me, and I became the popular Quidditch player I am today. "

"I understand your reasons, I went through that too." She spoke fondly. "However you shouldn't be ashamed of it today. As you said, nowadays you're popular and respected. No one would dare make fun of you. "

"Hermione, can you, please, just forget it. It has been who I am for 5 years. "

"I yet think you're overreacting, but it's your life." She said slightly annoyed.

"Why did you become a prefect?"

"Because I wanted to."

"Wrong answer." She looked at me apprehensively. "As you just said, you too were ridiculed. You turned into a prefect to gain respect, which would mean that no one could touch you. Am I right? "I tried to convince her.

"Yes, that was one of the reasons, but ..." She admitted but I decided to interrupt it before I she could begin.

"That was the solution YOU found, however, as there was no possibility that I could do anything similar to that, I decided to start over." I explained seriously.

She paused a few seconds to think and finally spoke. "Fine, I give up. You do have a point. "
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Luckily, when we got the room, the class had not yet begun. The students were sitting on their desks talking, or wandering around the room while the teacher hadn't arrived.

Me and Hermione sat on the first desk of the classroom, which caught the attention of many students. I noticed Dominique's angry look from the back of the classroom, and I started preparing myself for the inevitable discussion that would happen later.

When the teacher started the class, Hermione curiously sat closer to me, leaning against the back of the chair instead of putting her hands on the table. It was as if she was more relaxed, and enjoying the closeness.

It was, once more, incredibly difficult to focus on History class with her sitting so close to me. Our bodies didn't touch, but her essence poisoned me through the whole lecture. And the way she glanced from the corner of her eye and smiled slightly when she noticed that I gazing softly at her, was simply hallucinating. My whole body shuddered silently upon seeing so many unexpected movements. It took a great effort for me to not end the proximity.

I have never been so sad with the end of a class like I was. We got up and went towards the great hall for lunch. Along the way, Hermione commented on the lesson, but as I haven't had the chance to watch it, all I did was to agree or disagree deliberately.

And what I knew was inevitable, and thought that I would only have to deal with later, waited for me at the great hall door, with her arms crossed, a irritated expression and a pose of extreme elegance and arrogance: Victoria.

Hermione instantly became angry when she saw her and hurried her step towards the great hall pulling me by the arm.

"I need to talk to her." I explained gently pulling my arm back, and she, as expected, became angrier.

"You're ditching me for her?"

"If you haven't noticed, there have been major changes in my routine. And she will want explanations, which I will give to her, but that doesn't mean I'm going back to what it was before." I explained trying to calm her. As I realized that she wasn't convinced, I continued. "You hate Victoria, and Victoria hates you, but it was YOU whom I spent the weekend talking, and it was YOU who I was with this morning, so SHE will want an explanation." She smiled arrogantly for a second before going back to get slightly annoyed.

"You don't owe her any explanations." She said seriously.

"Yes, I do." I said calmly.

"Why?"

"Because she's my friend." She seemed to be more furious upon hearing me utter those words.

"Fine!" She retorted furiously and walked angrily towards the great hall.

I returned my gaze to Victoria, who was walking elegantly in my direction.

"What the fuck is happening?" She asked in a scary quietness.

"I know how much you hate her, but she is my friend ..." I tried to explain but Victoria's fury interrupted me.

"You're friends with that mudblood?" She asked angrily.

"First, stop calling her a mudblood." I said seriously which apparently scared Victoria for the first time. "Second, yes she is my friend, a very close one. And I will continue being her friend, you like it or not. "I ended seriously.

Students who passed to the great hall, began to look at us with intense curiosity. Some looked startled, puzzled and some other extremely excited.

"What happened to the Fleur from last night? The one who hated the brat Weasley. The one who was ambitious and was going to play with Slytherin even being from Gryffindor. The one who I respected! "At that time, many students stopped to watch our discussion.

"She's still here, the only difference is that now she's friends with Hermione." I said calmly.

"Being friends with that mudblood makes a huge difference ..." She tried to start but I stopped her.

"Stop calling her a mudblood." I said seriously. The students around us were ridiculously surprised with my interruption.

"It's not like she doesn't curse me. You know that very well. "She said crossly. Even angry she didn't lose her cool and elegance.

"Just as I censure her for swearing, I won't allow you to call her that in my presence."

"She isn't worthy of your company, let alone your respect."

"I honestly don't care about her blood type, or her last name. She's a close friend, I respect her, you like it or not, you approve it or not, you think is respectable or not. "I declared seriously and set off towards the great hall.

"Fine!" Victoria declared angry and I turned to look at her properly. "But you better keep your word and doesn't change speck. Because if you do, I'll hunt her. "She finished and headed for the Slytherin table.

This was chapter ten, and I didn't intent to write it, but after my friend Lois made de suggestion, I had to do it. She thought the next chapter, chapter 11, needed something before it.

I loved to write the way Fleur reacts during class with Hermione, I hope you have enjoyed. And I had to write that even if Fleur is a fool next to Hermione, she still has her arrogant personality that she expresses with the Slytherin girls.

And I also wanted to put a Fleur's soft spot, so Hermione see that she isn't perfect like everyone thinks, that she also has her fears and insecurities.

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