A/N: Chapter 10, Will be featuring a jump in time here from January to June. This is because I want to avoid information that would be a drag for me to write and for you to read. Because writing about training and new spells is not exactly a jolly old time. Will start in Fleur POV and move to Harry soon. Enjoy, rate, and review. Sorry for the long wait I had a busy week and I have been working on two new fics I hope to put out soon.

Time, time moved at a steady rate and yet it did not. Months flew by like birds on the shore for the likes of Fleur Delacour. Months had passed, and they had been the best she had ever had while at school. She was still harassed to an extent. But she had found a great friend in Clara. After their talk in the trophy room they had slowly became the best of friends.

She found they had many things in common with each other and after getting passed her hatred of Veela she was a much nicer person. Finding peace within herself for what had happened. Rosa, Fleur, and Clara were the new clique in the school. The three had become like sisters for the rest of the year. People had been shocked at their friendship, especially when it turned out to be so genuine.

The end of the year was not typically a time that made the students jump for joy. Considering the exams, they had to take and how hard the teachers pushed them for high marks. But there was one thing that made nearly all of the students excited. The end of year derby, which had been held since the schools founding. It was a chance for the most prized stallions to show their speed and the students who owed them to take home the trophy.

This year was a big year for Fleur, she actually had her own horse to race. The one she had received from Harry as a gift. Titan was her dark stallion and she had been training him the whole year now, for this derby. The winner took home the trophy and got their name on the wall of derby winners. Her grandmother being a former winner made her all the more excited for the race ahead.

Her family would he there to cheer her on. Unfortunately, Harry couldn't come because the rule strictly applied to parents. But she would win the trophy for him, of that she was sure. She also had her two best friends to cheer her on, all in all it had been her best school year yet. And capping it off with the trophy would be icing on the cake.

And tomorrow… Tomorrow was the day that she would take it home.

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The morning came and was accompanied by the nerves. She had one shot to do this, one shot to prove to the school that she could win something based on merit and not what she was. It was a chance to have her parents see her in action. It was time for her to earn a trophy and bring it back to her best friend to show how much she appreciated his gift.

And with that she dressed for the day, the race would take place at one o clock sharp. This year there had been sixty-four stallions that qualified, and she had been one of them. Fleur made her way from her room down to the dining hall for breakfast with her two-best friends.

The school was in a buzz, this was one of the biggest events of the year in the school and Fleur couldn't be more nervous. She managed to find her friends eating their breakfast and when she got close they noticed her and waved her over. With a small smile she made her way over and took a seat. She filled her plate with some French toast and some fruit then lightly picked at the meal.

Her friends tried their best to get her to loosen up by asking her a few questions about how Titan was doing and if she had received anything from Harry, which earned them a smile and a long explanation about how sweet he had been sending her chocolates and even managed to get flowers sent by house elf which in all honesty was the cutest thing they had ever heard. But bringing up Harry did the trick.

Fleur spent the rest of the time she had preparing for the race ahead, she spent the time with Titan to ensure that he was saddled and ready. He did his exercises and the two bonded to ensure they would be in sync for the race.

The time flew faster than Fleur would have liked and soon it was time for the racers to check in. She made her way to the tent and signed in. Then she made her way to the stables where Titan was held, his custom saddle Harry had gotten her only made her smile more, it made her even more determined to win the race for him. She left the stable to inspect the arena, it was a large oval, with a banister of metal surrounding it. The stands were yet to be filled but contained enough seats to fill the school and their families. Right now, her nerves were gone, but when the stands were filled, and uncountable eyes were on her she didn't know what would happen.

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Cheers and jeers filled her ears as her breathing rate increased. She looked to her left and saw her competition. She looked to the right and saw the people she had to outrace. Her heart was pumping feverishly in her chest while she waited for the race to begin. It seemed as if she waited forever for the countdown. But soon all of the racers were prepared and ready. Fleur's back and Titan's side bore a large number seven that was outlined in green. She could see her family waving to her from afar to which she replied with a wave of her own. Her sister Gabriella was jumping up and down in excitement. Fleur could spare a smile at her sister's excitement before putting her game face back on.

Then it was time, the announcer was telling the crowd the basics of the race which included all of the racers names and their year, as well as their horses name and age. But the time went fast for her and soon their referee was coming to the field and the countdown began.

Ten…

Nine…

Eight…

Seven…

Six… Her heart started pounding out of her chest.

Five… Her breathing all but stopped.

Four…

Three… She readied herself

Two… She braced.

One… She let go of the breath she had been holding and with a kick Titan sprung from his spot and the race was on.

Dust kicked up from the ground as hooves met dirt. The air whistled passed her face as she ushered Titan faster, he snorted at her request and pushed on. Fleur took in the scene before her, hundreds and maybe over a thousand people roaring for their champions. As for where she stood as far as placement she was in front of many horses. Although she could spot at least seven that had a few feet on her. She did her best to push Titan even faster and as always, he didn't disappoint, passing two other horses he snorted in satisfaction when he was gaining on the one closest to them.

They overtook another, and Fleur almost cheered at Titan's progress. But she held it in, there would be time to gloat after she won. She sat in fifth place for a while and the horse in front of her was only feet away, the first lap was near it's close and Fleur new they had to pick it up if they were to win. Titan seemed to hear her mental call and he kicked hard and they overtook the racer in front of them putting them in fourth. And third place was only a few feet away, Fleur kicked Titan once more and they sped up, overtaking the third position. With a smile she yelled to Titan to pick it up and he did, overtaking second place.

"I can't believe it, we can do it. One more spot away from the trophy… we can do it." Fleur thought to herself as Titan started to gain on the leader of the pack. It was only a matter of time before she overtook last year's winner, but time was short, and the races end fast approached. Titan seemed to know this, and he reached his maximum speed and flew by the leader putting them in first. With a smile she looked back and to the line that was fast approaching that signaled the races end. The triumph filled her as did the pride.

"I've won, I did it for them. YES!" She thought to herself

But then, suddenly a sensation. Not the feeling of winning or the pride she had for Titan washed over her, well more like burned her throughout. It was hot, and it grew hotter and hotter until she was sweating. She could feel it, the burning of the Veela within her. It was something they all experienced, a time when their body began the process of maturation. It was a dangerous time for a young Veela, and for the most part it was because their allure was off the chart and reaching its potential. It was a time when solitary was recommended and to let the process run. But now… All these people… It was dangerous. And that couldn't be truer than when people mostly male rose from their seats and started to make their way on to the track. They were mindless, ensnared by her allure that had flared.

The pain started to overwhelm Fleur to the point where she did not even realize that she had crossed the finish line placing in first. She looked to the crowd long enough to see a familiar face walking in front of the nearest horse and being trampled, but that's when her vision went black.

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Fleur's eyes fluttered open to be met with the light of the now all too familiar infirmary. It was dark besides the lamp that was currently blinding her, but without a word it shattered to Fleur's dismay. She sat in her bed and looked about and realized she was far from alone in the infirmary. It looked that each bed was full, accompanied by their loved ones. It was then that she saw her own family sitting beside her.

"Mum… Dad." She managed to get out despite her dry throat. Startled her parents awoke from their spots and sprung to her side.

"Oh sweetheart, you're awake. We were worried sick about you. Are you ok?" Her mother asked.

"I feel fine… What happened?" Fleur asked weakly.

"Oh Fleur… You hit your maturation as you finished the race. It was… It was bad. The crowd flocked the track, and many were injured by the horses… and one… I know I shouldn't say… But you deserve to know it now and before you find out another way. A boy died sweetheart, a boy from your school." Her mother managed to get out, and once she did she immediately embraced Fleur.

"I…I killed someone…I took a life." Fleur thought to herself as the tears began to fall from her eyes. And the despair washed over her. Her mother hugged her tight in hopes that she could protect her daughter from the dangers. But the dangers came from within and they were there to stay.

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The sun's inevitable rise came, a new beginning in the cycle of life and death. And today shone upon a young Pierre Belmont as his Mother and estranged Father came to see him for the last time until he was to be put to rest. He had been the one who had been trampled beyond repair and had died. He was the victim of a horrible accident. But that was only one way you could have seen it.

Clara Belmont saw the situation in a different light. She had lost one of the most important people in her life to a Veela… a Veela she had been friends with… a Veela she actually cared for like a sister. She was responsible for her younger brother's death. And one day… One day she would take from Fleur what Fleur had taken from her…

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It was time for the repercussions of a series of unfortunate events. Fleur knew that she wasn't going to escape this incident without it, but that didn't make it any easier for when the Headmistress entered. Her heart began to race as with every single step the consequences of her mistaken actions would come to bear fruition.

"Miss Delacour, I hope you are feeling well. But I think skipping the formalities would be better. The school board had to make a decision fast and considering that a fellow student unfortunately passed away the worst possible punishment was sought and unfortunately as of right now you're expelled from the academy" The Headmistress said with sorrow.

"Bu-but Madam… Please" Fleur began to cry before she was cut off by her mother.

"Well Madam I know that there is no changing your mind, would you owl us her transcripts and have her things sent by the end of the week, we'll be leaving within the hour" Apoline said curtly. The Headmistress nodded and left. Fleur continued to cryas her mother and father consoled her as best they could. But in the end, they flooed a crying girl home.

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Harry was excited, it had been months since he had seen his best female friend, well best human friend. His studies had been fruitful and now his wandless magic was near perfected and once his power levels rose he knew he would be formidable.

But today was about seeing his friend, he wasn't sure what time she would be coming back but he knew today would be the day.

"I think I am going to tell her about you Konungr. I think it is about time, she has all of my trust, I just hope she isn't mad at me for not telling her sooner. What do you think?" Harry asked his partner.

"I think it is about time you asked this, I had even expected it when she had come home for the holidays if not as early as the end of the summer. But I think it is a great idea Little One." Konungr answered.

Harry smiled at his friend's advice and was relieved by it. He would tell Fleur about what he was, a Dragon Rider. Now more than ever he understood what it meant to be a rider. It was something people, namely Galbatorix had killed for.

The day passed quickly and there was still no sign of Fleur, he chose not to worry about it for now and to continue his waiting. But when the clock was nearing seven in the evening Harry was beginning to worry, he didn't want to be so bold and knock on the Delacour's door without a good reason.

"Maybe she got back late and took today to settle back in?" Harry thought to himself along to Konungr.

"I'm sure nothing is amiss, tomorrow I am sure she will be knocking on your door and hugging the life out of you." Konungr tried to reassure his partner of heart and was somewhat successful. Harry started to relax as much as he could before closing his eyes and falling lightly asleep.

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The next morning the first thing Harry could feel was the hurt, the hurt of disappointment at getting so excited for something and being let down. But Harry tried not to let it hurt him for too long before rising from bed and dressing for the day.

Today Fleur would surly come, and if she didn't there had to be something amiss. But for now, he would wait, he would have patience, patience that was expected of a rider. He ate breakfast, skipping his workout today. He was too eager to see her and feared missing her while he was in the gym. So, he decided to read some of the familiar history from within The Codex.

Time was only relevant, it tended to pass quicker during the good times and at a rate so slow it could be mistaken for a spell at other times. And today was one of those times. Each second seemed to take double or even triple the time to tic. He was starting to become restless, which wasn't good considering he could spend hours upon hours meditating and listening to the nature around him as he was instructed from the very same book.

But this was different, he felt like his head would implode if he didn't try to see her, he could always see her with magic by using the dream stare or some other form of magic, but that was an invasion of privacy considering she would have no idea that he was doing so, and he cared for her too much to break her trust like that. So, with that he made up his decision, when the clock struck five in the afternoon and she did not seek him out he would go there himself to find her.

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Apoline was worrying, more so than she had in a long time. After they had arrived home her eldest daughter Fleur refused to leave her room. At first it was almost expected, but she had not eaten anything all night nor did she eat anything in the morning. Apoline figured she would have to use the loo eventually and then she could speak to her daughter. Because so far, her attempts were met with silence and the sight of a closed door.

She figured Fleur needed her space and that was one hundred percent okay, but she couldn't let her daughter starve to death out of guilt. But anything short of blasting the door off the hinges wouldn't get through to her. The only thing she could think of was Harry… Those two had a special connection, the kind that she had with her husband. But getting Fleur to come talk to him would be difficult… For she surly feared that her allure would ensnare him as well and get him hurt. Apoline for one was very sure that Harry would be unaffected.

So, the solution would be to get Harry to come talk to her, a mother knew what it would take to get her out of her hole. And that would mean painfully accepting that she wasn't the one that could fix her daughters broken heart. Which would surely be even more broken if she learned the person she had accidently gotten killed, she vowed to withhold the information as long as she could. Her knowing would do nothing but make things even worse. So now her mission was to talk to a very mature ten-year-old so he could save her daughter from herself.

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Harry's prayers were partially answered when he spotted Apoline walking towards his front door. Initially he was going to let her come, but his heart got ahead of him and he sprung to his feet and to the door. He opened it and Apoline immediately smiled at him. To which he returned with a weak smile of his own.

"How is Fleur? Is she home? Where is she?" Harry fired in rapid French when she reached him. Apoline wanted to smile but she seemed to be unable to.

"That's why I've come to talk to you, there was an incident at school and Fleur is in a bad place right now. I will not say anymore because it is for her to tell. But please come with me and try to get through to her. She won't open up to me, and I know you're her best chance." Apoline pleaded desperately.

Harry didn't have to think twice before he agreed, and they were on their way back to the Delacour's. He entered the French door and turned to Fleur's room, he sucked in a breath and with great bravery he knocked on the door.