Ch 11

bold- Fleur's thoughts

italics underlined- Hermione's thoughts

spoken in italics is spoken in french

NSFW! Finally fleurmione! 10 chapters of buildup to this! Thank you to everyone reading and hope you enjoy this chapter! More to come!

Daughter of the dark and moon

hidden in mud

Will meet her match with a bird of prey

Their union will be realized in a fury of

Fur joining feathers.

Destined to turn the tide

of the greatest war

Their love will save us all

Fleur

Swift inhumanly fast air rushing past almost through her was what she was feeling as she clung to her nearly naked mate.

Mate! Mon dieu I have found my mate! I can't believe I really found my mate!

Fleur didn't care who Hermione's birth father was, she didn't care that she turned into the sexiest wolf she had ever seen. And when she first shifted back naked…Fleur didn't know it was possible but she became even more beautiful, strong, fierce and yes, definitely sexy. In the blink of an eye she shot up half a foot and grew well defined still feminine muscles. She could feel through the thin layer of her own cape the swell of her generous breast pressing into her wolf's perfect chest. Her center to her mates stomach moving in delicious friction with every step. So close to her early naked unmarked mate was driving her close to madness. Knowing it was herself whom was keeping her mate's modesty in tact with both her own body and her clothing stirred something deep in the Veela.

Hermione moved with such grace Fleur thought, as she clung tighter to her wolf. Her wolf, the thought brought a smile to her face, she had always been told children of the moon were beasts when transformed, but she saw nothing of that. Instead Hermione's protectiveness came out, and with her she was docile almost, very loving. How she had checked her own beast over for injuries was the most tender experience she had ever had in her young life. Fleur pondered if her mate truly was a child of the moon or something else, had a Veela ever mated to a wolf before? She would have to ask her maman to be sure. Her father…what would her father think? He was such a loving man, and his family in America were vampires, so maybe he wouldn't care? Maybe he would have some insight…That is a subject for another time either way.

A plan had to be formed to fully claim her wolf in front of her fellow beauxbaton students. The carriage would definitely know who her little wolf belongs to! Even now her jealousy and temper flared at the thought of other women getting to enjoy HER MATE before her! But she shook her head and nuzzled into the incredibly warm neck and cheek of the woman holding her. She squeezed everywhere a little bit harder at the thought and received a deep approval rumble in the chest holding her. The look on her wolf's face the moment Fleur had put two and two together about her mate and petit louve was, now, comical. Even in her transformed self she was adorable. After she had transformed back naked, Fleur's Veela brain had nearly short circuited and all sense of thought left her body except for her lust for her mate…till she remembered why she made her mate shift back. The wolf kneeling pledging her loyalty, love, and fealty melted her anger and soothed her Veela.

She knew she would never wait long to want to mark her mate, it just wasn't who Veela were. She knew who her mate was at an instant, so why wait? She also surmised that being a true-wizard champion would push Hermione's protective instincts to the limit. The males at Hogwarts were another thing all together. As protective as Veela could be, Fleur had a feeling her wolf would be tenacious and just as possessive as her Veela.

Then there were the Bulgarians…Krum, Fleur worried this would not be the last she had heard of the dunderhead. Would he harm her mate, or try to break them apart? Not that he would be successful, but it worried her nonetheless. When she walked up on the two, she had just barely seen the dark mark appear on his forearm and his stupid claims before the confrontation erupted and she jumped in. What she hadn't expected was to lock eyes with who would turn out to be her mate! The tussle with Victor had not been all that surprising, but The boy who lived helping was a shock. She had heard of their friendship, and had also heard voldey-pants had killed his parents and tried to kill him. She wondered if that friendship could endure, but apparently he was truly a remarkable young wizard and friend to give her mate a chance to explain before judging.

A sudden shift in her mate's pace to a walk shook her from her musings and took in her new surroundings. They were in a cave and she was soon placed on the ground tenderly. A boulder was transfigured wordlessly from her mate into a bed impressing Fleur with her magical prowess. Then her borrowed cape hit the floor and Fleur took in her mate fully. Her arousal spiked instantly and knew she was a moment from shifting if she didn't have contact with her mate soon. Then she saw Hermione walk forward and utter...

'Why Miss Delacour you seem to be wearing too many clothes'

No one's POV

Hermione caressed Fleur's cheek with her palm as she moved in for a slow languid kiss. Her other hand buried in her blond tresses slowly urging her mate to her. Fleur responded by grasping her mate's hips squeezing as she pulled in closer to where she wanted to be. The exchange was everything both women wished it could be. Deepening the kiss, both became almost frantic with instinct as Hermione lost all sense of thought and shredded the blue dress off of her mate. Roaming hands cupped the Veela through her silk bra groping her breasts sensually causing the French witch to let out a guttural moan in approval. Smirking into the kiss she quickly disposed Fleur of her bra in a practiced motion from her previous rendezvous and began kissing her way down to the generous breasts on display.

'You are so beautiful' Hermione said between kisses.

She slowly licked her nub into a stiff point before she latched on again as the French witch held Hermione's head there, threading her fingers through chestnut soft curls.

Hermione worked one nipple to her satisfaction before moving onto the other one. When she had the Veela where she wanted her she dropped to her knees and descended kisses upon the smooth stomach below. Looking up as she continued her descent looking Fleur in the eyes she began kissing her over her soaking thong. She closed her eyes and breathed the earthy delicious scent, resulting in a deep purr resounding from her chest. She nuzzled her soon to be lover's pussy and slowly lowered the last item between her and her witch. Placing a hand on the wolf's shoulder the witch stepped out of the thong. Hermione stood up lifting her Veela by her soft thighs as Fleur wrapped them around her wolf's warm body. Kissing with reckless abandon her hands wondered the wolf's body and cupped her breasts eliciting a moan of her own from her wolf.

She felt herself slowly being lowered and shifted onto the softest sheets she had ever felt. As her core was met with the thigh of her lover. Seeing stars and explosions behind her eyelids she squeezed hard and almost came right then and there. This was better than anything she had ever experienced with any lover ever before. She was a Veela for Merlin's sake she HAD stamina! But the things her mate was doing to her was beyond anything she could imagine.

Hermione continued to kiss Fleur as her hand caressed slowly down the French woman's body, squeezing her breast softly, giving her nipple a slight tug playfully and brushing her stomach before stroking the hair just above where Fleur needed her the most.

She lowered her hand slowly and found Fleur's lips soaked with arousal causing her wolf to break the kiss and howl with delight as she continued exploring Fleur. She stroked the outside lips slowly, teasing her opening and all together avoiding her clit. Moving back and forth, up and down for a few minutes until she decided to give into her mate's continued vocal pleas of

'Please Hermione don't tease me, I need you inside me'

She entered the Veela with one finger slowly drawing out slow moans of approval and pressed with her palm into Fleur's clit as she added pressure curling her finger in a come hither motion hitting the Veela's g-spot no lover has ever found before. Sensing that her mate needed more she added one, then after she was adjusted another finger and began adding force behind her thrusts. Laying fully on top of her love she used her thigh to add pressure to her hand in time with her thrusts as Fleur grasped Hermione's back wrapping her legs around her wolf.

'Mon dieu! I am so close, fuck oh fuck, fuck ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!'

With the last push Hermione felt Fleur come all over her screaming in ecstasy louder than any other partner she had ever had, squeezing her hand from inside deep. Growling she slowly let her partner ride out her orgasm, kissing her pulse point, and nuzzling her neck.

Fleur began to cry, not a deep soul drenching cry but a few tears leaked out as she held her beloved. She couldn't believe herself, of all of the lovers she had, she never had this reaction. She was so overcome with emotion it was just overflowing out of her. The only thing tethering herself to this realm was her wolf holding her, nuzzling her and whimpering above her. She felt so safe and so loved in that moment, so complete, she felt a physical need to feel physical contact at that moment. She felt like if she let go she would die of heartbreak, she needed to hold her like she needed air to breathe.

Once she slowly began to calm down. Hermione leaned back slightly and wiped away her tears and kissed her cheeks, eyelids, nose, then her mouth in a sweet soft kiss.

No words were needed and no judgement was given, they just understood. Leaning back in they lay in each others arms for a while.

When Fleur finally came back to herself she began caressing Hermione's back slowly. Placing small kisses to her pulse point. Wakening up her instincts she licked up her neck to a responding shudder from her wolf. Grasping on either side of Hermione's cheeks and neck she brought them together for a deep kiss. As Hermione began to moan Fleur took her opportunity and flipped them over effectively straddling the taller woman's waist. A playful laugh exchanged between the two, and then a serious stare into each others eyes.

'I swear to Merlin if you don't touch me Fleur…'

Hermione didn't get a chance to finish that thought as the French witch had wasted no time and sunk two fingers into her wolf's soaked heated center. No further warmup was needed for her tenacious wolf, and Hermione began to unabashedly ride her hard clutching the Veela with her full strength. Being a mythical creature herself she was not injured but pushed harder into her lover, Veela's being sexual in nature naturally know what their lovers would want and need sexually.

She took an earlobe in her mouth and bit down slightly tugging. A responding growl in excitement was returned as they sped up. Hermione was losing her mind to the pleasure her body was being put into. This beyond gorgeous blond bombshell thrusting deeply into her, loving her, needing her it was with those thoughts that had her howl out her first orgasm of the night. Clutching to her lover as she howled, and then she felt her wolf slowly ask to take over.

Hermione knew that she would have to release control to her inner wolf to mark her mate, become truly one with her wolf, and become fully each other's marked mates.. With that thought her wolf flashed her gold eyes and growled out

'Mine! Mate! Must mark Mate!'

The prone Veela's beast responded in kind darkening her eyes and felt her hands transitioning to long talons scratching into the wolf's back. They rolled back and forth fighting for dominance half shifted/ half human, but all instinct. Needing to prove their worth to their mate the continued on and on, until the wolf had Fleur pinned down her front to the floor, teeth bit down, but not breaking the skin on the neck of Fleur. All four appendages surrounding and holding the Veela down growling lowly demanding she submit. Her inner Veela rejoiced in finding a worthy mate as she loosened her body baring her neck for the wolf above showing her submission. As she did her wolf released her teeth and licked at the previous hold site. She gently picked her up and carried her back to the bed where Hermione laid down on top of her love. They began kissing once more and Hermione placed Fleur's hand on her core and then found Fleur's center. They began touching each other together, riding each other, moving the bed heavily through their ministrations. Loud moans filled the cave once more and when they felt that they were close they both locked eyes still pushing into each other, driving each other closer to the edge. They leaned their foreheads together for a few moments and slowly moved their heads to each others necks. Their beasts kept pushing into each other as they nuzzled the their necks and slowly bared their teeth to their mate's pulse point.. One more thrust into oblivion and they both screamed out their release as they bit each bit down on each other's neck effectively marking each other as their own coming a second time simultaneously within minutes of the last. Slowing down the pace they stayed inside each other and latched onto their necks as the sound of purrs filled the cave. Slowly retracting they both licked and cleaned the respective fresh mating mark before finally collapsing on each other fully spent and fell asleep still surrounding each other. Smiles on both of their faces and Hermione's increased body temperature keeping them warm.

Neither noticed when Dobby apparated in depositing clothes, a miscellaneous bag, and food with a warming charm on a conjured side table with a note from Professor McGonigal. It would be several hours before they would wake to read:

Hermione and Fleur:

I took the liberty to have Dobby deliver a new set of clothes for both you, as well as some necessities and food. Tomorrow's classes are excused for both of you due to your recent mating. I spoke with Dumbledore and he approved for Fleur to stay with Hermione since she had the prefect's room, as well as spoke with Maxine and approved Hermione to stay equally in Fleur's room in the carriage. As you both know newly mated beings are very territorial and physically need their mate around especially after consummating their bond.

Maxine has also agreed to let Fleur be the one to break the news of your bonding to her classmates, as with your previous rendezvous will indeed warrant a public claiming. Yes, no matter how discrete you were I knew what happened. All I can say is be prepared to grovel for a while little wolf with your new imprint. Veela's are very jealous creatures.

As the day after tomorrow is Saturday, don't forget Hermione that you are set to meet with Mrs Malfoy and I imagine she would be pleased to meet Fleur as well.

Dobby has been made available for the pair of you today for any needs you both may have, as usual all you have to do is say his name and he will apperate to you.

I have taken the liberty of delivering your homework to your chambers and expect them completed by class on Monday as I know you will. I have also transfigured your wardrobe to reflect your new size. Your..umm nudity issue should be addressed with someone from your mother's tribe, which I believe you will see on Saturday as well. Perhaps your godfather has some options to save you from embarrassment or a possible possessive Veela around another student in the vicinity.

Now that you are aware of your familial bond to me don't be surprised when we are both shifted if you can hear my thoughts. This communication comes in handy tactically in a scuffle, as wolves hunt in groups and as such the communication is vital. We are now a pack and I'm sure the same will be true of Remus and Sirius as the Order are all my pack as well. Although the species is different don't be afraid to ask them questions as well, we take care of our own and Sirius is also distant family to you, take every advantage, not all knowledge is attained through books.

With all of these changes that are happening to you always remember who you are at your core, that never changes, you are good. Hard times are ahead as I'm sure you know, but stay true to who you know you are.. There are people who love you, give them a chance and keep an open mind. Never forget Hermione I will always be there for you my cub.

Minerva

P.S. Crookshanks has been stealing my catnip, I'm thinking of setting up an intervention, I should have never shown him my stash…as a side note I have taken the liberty to remove the small amount of star anise from your chambers as it can have similar effects of catnip to wolves…I don't want to deal with two ridiculous creatures on plants...