I apologise, someone was kind enough to point out i didn't translate the French in the last chapter so allow me to do it now.
Fleur said - Je Suis vraiment desole - I am really sorry.
Hermione responded with - Je connais. Garde moi. Prend moi. Sois รก moi - I know. Keep me. Take me. Be mine.
I meant to go back and translate it and forgot so thanks for the person who reviewed and pointed it out.
This chapter starts out a little M but don't get too excited, they don't do the deed. Maybe later.
Reviews welcome.
[Trigger Warning: Non-con/Dub-con elements.]
One Wolf's Trash
The next day started a little late. Fleur laid in bed and gave Victoire her breakfast, both mother and daughter had fallen back asleep so Hermione smiled and left them to rest. Gabrielle was ready up when Hermione went out to the living space but she was laying on the sofa looking like she wished she were still asleep. Hermione chuckled softly and made her way to the kitchen to make them all breakfast.
When it was done she went and poked Gabrielle who glared at her before smiling. Hermione laughed at the younger witch who looked so much like Fleur but was completely the polar opposite. Making her way back into the bedroom it was to see Fleur very naked, in the process of getting changed, while Victoire chewed on a little knit rattle Molly had made her. Hermione grinned watching her mate before she was noticed.
"'Ave you seen my nipple cream?" Fleur asked after a moment and Hermione smiled.
Fleur watched the little brunette who plucked a little tube of cream off the floor near the end of the bed. Hermione unscrewed the top off the tube and squirted a little of the cream onto her thumb before setting the tube aside. She approached the gorgeous naked blonde and hesitated only long enough for Fleur to see the question in her eyes and nod. Hermione wasted no time cupping the soft full breast in her hand and with the lubricated thumb she teased the nipple gently.
Fleur's hands lifted to Hermione's hips and she closed her eyes and moaned softly. She hadn't been touched so gently in so very long and even knowing that was her own fault didn't diminish how amazing it was to be here with Hermione now. Things were even better when soft wet lips pressed against her throat. Fleur pulled and Hermione moved so her clothed body was pressed against the gloriously nude one. She stop touching Fleur only long enough to put a little cream on her otherwise unoccupied thumb and repeat the process on Fleur's so far neglected nipple.
Fleur had wanted this little witch almost to the point of desperation, she probably wouldn't admit it but she had pleasures herself while thinking of the witch more times than she could count. Now that she had her she wasn't sure what to do at all, Hermione caused her body to react immediately. She felt herself beginning to get wet and her nipples, lately only ever stimulated by the let down of milk and nourishing her daughter, pebbled immediately. She actually whimpered when Hermione pulled away far too soon.
"Will you ever let me 'ave you?" Fleur's voice was husky and her eyes dark with lust.
"Of course. You need only take what you want Fleur. Just... Your daughters only going to be entertained by her rattle for so long and your sister is in the den waiting." Hermione smiled and gestured the little girl that was just watching them at this point.
"So... When she leaves for 'ogwarts?" Fleur's face was dejected and Hermione couldn't help but chuckle and pulled the woman down into a gentle kiss.
"She has a grandmother who would love to spend some time with her." Hermione pointed out as she turned and walked out of the room leaving the frustrated witch behind to get dressed.
The morning was otherwise uneventful from there, the three witches are together and then retired to the garden in the sun. Gabrielle easily got along with Hermionr and kept things light and amusing. The youngest of the three had explained she had invited Katie for dinner and was fully planning to cook for all of them. Hermione was rather excited about this as it meant she would get to see an old friend.
Lunch was a simple fare with sandwiches and Hermione had gone to London and gotten some butter-beers for the three of them from Hannah Abbot who now was the happy owner of the Leaky Cauldron. She was one of the first people Hermione had seen when she came back as she had rented a room and Hannah promised her discretion. Hannah had gotten her caught up as best she could and offered friendship which Hermione hadn't turned down.
It was while she was at the Cauldron than they had received a letter, the person delivering it was a slightly afraid looking Katie Bell. Gabrielle had thrown herself at the other wolf and Katie had managed to throw the letter to Fleur while she was being ravenously kissed by the youngest Veela. Fleur had just laughed softly and took the letter that was addressed to herself and Hermione. It was written in Molly's chicken scratch. Fleur was just writing a response when Hermione walked in from outside. Gabrielle and Katie were on the couch at this point but when Katie saw Hermione she almost rudely shoved Gabrielle from her lap and stood up approaching the new wolf in the room.
"Granger..." Katie trailed off as she looked the little witch over.
"Bell..." Hermione did the same as the two so obviously sized one another up.
The sisters watched a little tensely only to be startled when the two wolves squealed most girlishly and hugged tightly. They hadn't been super close during their school years but they were always on good terms and now they were family both in curse and mates. They were pack and the moment they both acknowledged it they realised the feeling of comfort exuded from one another.
Being with pack was an experience Hermione couldn't describe. Just the feeling of fitting in was intense and one all wolves were reluctant to give up after feeling it. Hermione was one of the ones that did, as she had a mate on the other side of the world, given up the pack unity but it made sense to her now why the Liberty pack got along so well. With Katie she felt it again and the Delacour sisters watched silently as the two witches literally nuzzled one another.
Later they would explain that it was an instinct thing and that all packs did it, of course Hermione knew more than Katie. Scent marking pack mates was as natural as breathing for the wolves and the Veelas had surprised themselves by feeling no jealousy at all as wolves nuzzled each other's jaws and necks. Hermione explained, when asked, that she never greeted Bill in such a way he had always felt like a rival and never a pack mate.
With Katie joining them for lunch there was a lot more laughter. The newcomer had regained them with the tale of running into Molly in Diagon and being accosted and forced to deliver an invitation, which had been what Fleur had been writing when Hermione had gotten home. Apparently Molly wanted to make a dinner for Hermione tomorrow because she would be going back to Hogwarts the day after to get settled before the start of term. Fleur had accepted the invitation for all of them.
Over lunch they had all caught up Completely. Fleur fed Victoire while Katie and Gabrielle cleaned up the kitchen. Once the little girl was happily fed Hermione took her from her mother and gently burped her over her shoulder. Victoire seemed very content with Hermione and it didn't escape any of the other witches notice. It wasn't until they were all out in the garden in the sun that someone commented though.
"I don't get it, you 'ate Bill because my sisters a troll and chose 'im over you but you 'ave no ill will towards his child." Gabrielle was the one to ask the question. Hermione was sitting with Victoire lay in her crossed legs cradled in her lap.
"Not much to get. Fleur really hurt and I wanted to bring eunuchs back into fashion any time I ever thought of Bill but Victoire is innocent. She hasn't done anything wrong to anyone. Besides she's adorable and I love kids. I've really missed my god son and daughter since being back." Hermione shrugged as she voiced her explanation.
"A very valid point. She is adorable." Katie says reaching out and stroking the soft little blonde locks of hair.
"Fleur... I know your issue was wiz our parents but... 'Ow did you ignore your mate for so long?" Gabrielle was asking the hard hitting questions. Fleur fiddled with the grass in front of her.
"Honestly, during ze year I was at Hogwarts, it was a lot easier to act like she didn't exist. I was comforted just being near her. I was afraid of what maman and papa would say and I didn't need ze added distraction zat year do like a childish little girl I pretended she didn't exist." The pain in this admission was evident in Fleur's voice but Hermione wouldn't comfort her. Fleur actively chose to ignore her and deserved to hurt a little bit.
"What about after zat? I could never 'ave rejected Katie." Gabrielle frowned at her sister who sighed heavily.
"Non, I... It was very 'ard in zose first few weeks afterwards. I got ze job in London as I intended to find 'er, it was too 'ard not too. But zen Bill 'appened. To begin wiz 'e was so sweet and charming but after meeting our parents for ze first time 'e changed. Was demanding and angry. Forceful." Fleur trailed off when a deep rumbling snarl ripped from Hermione's throat.
"I should have ripped his cock from his body and force fed it too him." Hermione growled out.
"Maybe. But you've never really been that person have you. You're Hermione, you've been ridiculed and belittled for one thing or another your whole life. You always give everyone the benefit of the doubt." Katie points out, she had attempted to make herself small the moment Hermione snarled. It was an instinctual reaction to make ones self seem less threatening.
"And look where that got me. If I had just... Made Fleur talk to me once that year maybe I wouldn't be so jaded." Hermione grumbled, she could smell how upset her mate was but she couldn't just forget the years of hurt. She wouldn't, not until Fleur grew a spine.
"I am sorry." Fleur mumbled looking at the ground.
"Yeah. So am I." Hermione huffed and stood up. She cradled the little girl to her, turned on her heel, and made her way back into the cottage. She took Victoire in and put her in the bassinet before she gathered some clothes and went into the bathroom.
It was an odd time of day for a shower but Hermione found it a little therapeutic. She turned on the water and stripped while it heated up and then stepped it, it was stingingly hot but not enough to scald. She had barely been in there a minute before the door opened and Katie walked in casually. Hermione looked over her shoulder at the witch and then went back to rinsing her body of any grime.
"Well, Fleur is beside herself. Realises she needs to make it up to you but doesn't know how." Katie said as she pulled herself up to sit on the vanity.
The years they had spent living together at Hogwarts, despite Katie being a year ahead, had meant being naked around one another wasn't exactly a rare occurrence. They had seen each other naked quite a few times over the years and Hermione herself was rather confident with her body. The only marks she wished she didn't have was the savage looking bite over her right hip and the still, freshly, bloody 'mudblood' carved into her left arm.
"She just needs to take control. She needs to decide what she wants and take it. I won't say no, I won't make her wait anymore. I've waited too long for her to even acknowledge me. I can't be bothered refusing her anything. I want my mate but I need her to take control." Hermione says with a sigh.
"She's really done a number on you huh." It wasn't really a question. More a curious observation.
"The first time I had slept with Destiny, I didn't know what to feel. It was amazing, she was generous and gentle but she wasn't Fleur and that made me want to cry but then I got mad that she was ruining that moment for me and she was no where to be seen. She did that to me, half the time I don't know what to feel anymore. I don't know if I'm good enough. If I had never created those potions she wouldn't give me a second look." Hermione sniffles and turned to look at Katie.
Katie gasped at the sight, she was naked but the expression on Hermione's face was so intensely raw that it broke Katie's heart. Without even worrying about her own clothes the witch slid off the vanity and stepped straight into the shower and wrapped her arms around the little sobbing witch. If would be so easy to hate Fleur in moments like this if it wasn't so obvious that the blonde had hurt herself just as deeply.
"You're so good enough. I know it's hard for you to know that but she was just a scared little girl that thought she had to do this one thing despite her own wants and desires. She made a mistake, a huge one. But that's because of her parents not because she didn't want you. She wanted you this whole time." Katie reminds softly as the little witch clutched at her now very wet clothes.
"But she never picked me. She never gave me a chance. If she had told me I could have started working on potions so much sooner." Hermione managed between gasping sobs.
"You think she doesn't realise that? Little wolf, I bet the first thing that went through her mind was that she had made the biggest mistake she ever would by rejecting you, the moment she saw that potion. Her regret for rejecting you became an agonising mistake she can never take back." Katie reasons gently.
"This is your chance to stop worrying about if you're good enough and just know that you are. Accept it and move forward with your mate. You'll be better for it, you both will." Katie added when Hermione started to calm down.
"You're right. I'm sorry for losing it." Hermione sniffles and finally releases the soaked witch.
"Hey, you're a girl. I'd have been concerned if you didn't get upset." Katie teased gently earning a soft chuckle.
"Yeah yeah. Wait here, I'll go see if Fleur will mind lending you some dry clothes." Hermione smiled and stepped out past Katie and grabbed a towel while Katie stopped the water.
"Thanks, I'd appreciate that." Katie plucked at her wet shirt. Hermione wiped her face off and wrapped the towel around herself before going to find her mate.
