"Ivy Potter is in Paris," said Hermione.

"Are you sure?"

"She's attending a fairly well-to-do school for design, and she's established enough to be fairly well known in the area. She also speaks French with a perfect Parisian accent."

There was the minor fact that she suspected the bratty girl to be Ladybug, who Hermione had been firmly informed that she was a legal superhero and therefor allowed to perform small acts of magic. But thanks to the fidelius, Hermione couldn't speak of Ladybug.

Legal superheroes, what a joke.

"Excellent! Perhaps William and his wife could go and fetch her then. No one would question their presence in France."

Sirius chuckled darkly.

"Too bad for you they're already in France, visiting Fleur's parents. They were quite eager to introduce the baby," said Sirius.

"Does anyone know how to get into contact with them?" asked Dumbledore worriedly.

"They're behind some of the best wards in France. And I know Fleur mentioned something about anti-howler wards," said Fred.

After realizing what her mother-in-law was like, that was the first thing to be upgraded. It didn't help when they took in Lierre as one of the family, and they found out that Lierre was considered honorary family.

"She's soooo cute!" squealed Lierre.

Bill was staring at Lierre as if he had seen a ghost.

"She's been with your family since the Tournament?" he asked his wife in disbelief. All this time they had the answer to where Ivy was, and they had no idea.

Fleur sniffed.

"As if your fellow countrymen would know how to treat a lady properly. Lierre was positively stunted in England, and she's flourished since mother took her to see those doctors. Gabrielle told me Granger had stumbled across her, so I knew it was better to make a discreet return before that blasted Order learned about our connection."

"That reminds me. Guess who got a boyfriend~!" said Lierre cheerfully.

"You finally nab that cute boy you mentioned in our calls?" said Fleur pleased.

"Well it's not going to be official. He's taking me to the Disneyland in Paris for our first date, and his father gave him permission to court me, in his words."

"Handsome and a gentleman. A good catch indeed."

"He's like an adorable kitten that's been kept as a house cat and is only discovering the world outside the cage."

"I simply must meet him," said Fleur gushing. Then her eyes glinted. "So what's this I hear about a young woman causing all manner of chaos in the society parties?"

Lierre grinned evilly.

"Remember that howler I sent Remus telling him what he will be going through in a few months? With the Parisian chocolate to ease the transition?"

Fleur laughed, evilly.

"I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. You had most of the Order mortified beyond belief and Granger was positively green when she realized what you were describing. Then Sirius realized what you were actually saying and fell off the chair laughing his ass off. As did the twins when Ron ate the chocolate and they immediately told him he would turn into a woman and go through the process you described."

Lierre cackled.

"It takes true skill to use menopause as a way to prank others," she grinned.

"So how exactly did you convince Fleur to bring you to France?"

"It wasn't that hard, once we got to know each other. I was one of the only girls who was willing to befriend her during the tournament. When she found out I had a love for fashion, things spiraled out from there. She didn't offer to help with getting me out of England until I told her about my home life and she found out that the way the school treated me wasn't the first time."

Fleur had observed the castle and noticed something off about the way they treated their so-called "savior". Seeing how isolated she was because of the way Ronald acted around her, she knew she had to do something. That point was hammered in after hearing the reports from two separate therapists. The first was from the purely mundane perspective, the second for the magical after they got past her childhood years.

Then she found out Lierre had never once been coached in proper etiquette, her responsibilities as the Potter heir and member of nobility, and she hadn't been told about how she could claim her entire inheritance early.

She had just been going with the flow so long and relied on her friend Granger that she was completely in the dark.

Fortunately she was a quick learner, and once given the chance to be her own person without unnecessary pressures, flourished.

"So I take it you aren't coming back to England? What about the prophecy?" said Bill.

"What prophecy?"

"A year after you left, You-Know-Who stormed the Ministry and stole a prophecy from the Department of Mysteries. Ever since he's spent a lot of time trying to track down where you went. Apparently it said something about how you were the only one who could kill him," said Bill.

Dumbledore had gisted most of it, but the main thing was that neither Voldemort or Ivy could be killed by anyone BUT each other.

As such, both the Ministry and Voldemort were now searching for Ivy Potter with everything they had.

"Here's what I don't get. You're all just as capable as the Death Eaters. Why aren't you taking more proactive approach to dealing with them? You're all old enough to know how to do more than hit them with stunners," said Lierre in disgust.

Bill made a frown of his own.

"Dumbledore won't let us. He just wants us to sit on information and deal with the aftermath hours after it happens. And if anyone even hints at trying to become a vigilante, then he threatens to tell the Aurors and have us arrested for attacking Death Eaters," said Bill in equal disgust.

"It seems to me that you could use a clean break as much as Lierre did. I'm sure the catacomb inspection teams would love to have a properly trained curse breaker on their team," said Antoinette.

"I can't leave my family behind."

"Tell them you're using this as an excuse to search Paris discreetly without raising alarms about being there. And you can bring Fred and George here. I'm sure they would love a chance to expand to a new market. There's not much of a decent joke shop and I've been rather limited in my pranking supplies."

"What about Ron and Ginny?" joked Bill. His amusement died at the flat look on her face.

"Ron is a controlling pig and Ginny has an unhealthy fascination with me and pushed me on Ron at any chance. Out of all your siblings they were influenced the most by your mother next to Percy," said Lierre flatly.

The worst part was that Bill couldn't find it in himself to deny it.

Still at least Lierre had given him a plausible cover story for why he was moving to Paris temporarily.

He was going to see if he could recruit the Miracle team and discreetly search for Ivy Potter among muggle and magical Paris.

Disneyland Paris, two days later...

Lierre was wearing her prescription sunglasses since she lost yet another pair of contacts. Her hair was in a simple French braid, and she was wearing a black hoodie, that when the hood was flipped up had a pair of black cat ears. She was also wearing a choker with a small golden bell. Her shorts only went to her knees, but they were form fitting. She also had a black belt that was wrapped around twice...she could loose it up to create the effect of a tail. She even had a pair of black shoes that had paw pads on the bottom, which would create some interesting footprints.

Tikki and Plagg would be joining them, though discreetly of course. Tikki was currently hiding in the flipped back hood.

"Sorry I'm late," said Adrian, before he caught what she was wearing.

"What? I think Chat Noir is cute... like a kitten," said Lierre, winking at him.

Adrian blushed, but said nothing. Ladybug still called him kitten, but it was more a term of endearment now.

"So should we get started?" asked Adrian.

"Where to first?"

"Why don't you pick the first ride?" said Lierre with a wink.

A few hours later...

Adrian had to admit, he was having a lot of fun. They rode rides, gorged on junk food, and when they got soaked on one of the rides, they had a bit of fun trying on costumes from popular films.

Adrian finally came out in a copy of Beast's formal outfit. Lierre picked Belle's golden dress, and he openly admitted it suited her.

However there was an unintended consequence of having a bit of silly fun. Someone recognized him, but they were lost in the crowd.

But the damage had been done. Word quickly spread among his fans, and it wasn't long before people were snapping pictures under the guise of learning where they could rent the same outfits.

Adrian had no idea his cover was blown, or that the fact he now had a girlfriend would be hitting his fan sites and the gossip rags within hours.

"Is it me or do you feel like we're being followed?"

"It's not you. Your fans have been following us for the past two hours, especially once you declared me your girlfriend. Fortunately there is a way around them without offending them."

"I'm all ears, my lady," said Adrian with a wink. Once the initial awkwardness wore off, he felt more like his Chat Noir persona. It helped that no one recognized him for the first three hours.

"Come on," she said with a grin, taking him past one alley and into a discreet side alley almost no one knew about and fewer could see.

Once past a barrier, he found himself in a less crowded, but still obviously popular section of the park.

"Welcome to magical Disneyland. When they first open the park here, the magicals built their own using discreet passageways and adding extra features to already made rides. They have more features to play around with than in the normal ones...and while people might recognize you, they'll also know me enough not to bother us. I hate dealing with fans while I'm relaxing and everyone knows it by now."

"You have fans?" said Adrian.

"If we hang around here long enough someone is sure to explain the story eventually," sighed Lierre. Then she grinned. "So want to check out the magical rides?"

"Sure!"

As promised, no one bothered them or asked for autographs. After the first mob incident in France, she set aside one day every three months where she signed autographs and even posed for pictures from those who had read the fairy tale books. Then she set aside a second date for fans of the Ladybug, both mundane and magical.

It was part of the reason why the Miracle Team was so insanely popular.

Adrian was having a lot of fun in the magical side of the park. Especially since the cameras were off of them. Some of the rides made his head spin... like the one where you had to walk two feet forward. It seemed simple enough, but what the attendants didn't warn you was that once you hit a certain spot you'd be upside down until you walked the entire two feet.

Lierre had prior experience with the trick and had a lot of fun walking. Adrian kept his hand firmly holding hers, because he had been startled enough that he might have gotten stuck.

"That was beyond freaky."

"I thought it was fun! Just wait until you've tried what I have in mind next," said Lierre, open mirth in her eyes.

"Frog's legs and ice cream?" said Adrian.

Lierre withheld her amusement until Adrian saw exactly what they meant by "frog's legs".

He waited for their order...only to be taken aback by the color.

"What are these?"

"Chocolate frog's legs. Someone had the enterprising idea of turning the delicacy into a dessert, only using the chocolate frogs instead of the actual amphibian. You didn't think I would order a dessert that had actual frog in it, did you?" said Lierre, snickering.

Judging by the look on his face, that was a yes.

Lierre had a blast introducing Adrian to some of the small magical wonders he had missed out on because of his now former status.

Thanks in part to Félix, Adrian was quickly on his way to catching up with several years of magical training.

Thank god for time turners.

"Bleh! What are these?"

"Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. And by every flavor, they mean every flavor. What did it taste like?"

"Pepper."

"You're lucky. They have even worse ones... should be funny to prank your cousin with."

Adrian grinned at the idea.

"These aren't real frogs are they?"

"Enchanted to move. You didn't seem to mind them earlier."

"Please tell me these aren't real."

"Do you want me to tell you the truth or lie?" asked Lierre, trying not to laugh at the disgusted look on his face. He was holding a cockroach cluster, and was eyeing the blood pops warily.

"So what next?"

"Have you ever played Quidditch?"

"I've never even heard of it," said Adrian.

"Well I do know of an open Quidditch field that allows players to schedule some play time. And I could teach you how to fly since I doubt Félix would."

"You mean like when we were on that broom?" said Adrian, perking up. That had been fun. Then again he had fallen from pretty high up as Chat Noir and trusted Ladybug to catch him, so he had lost any fear of heights.

"It's a game specifically geared towards brooms. I usually play Seeker, which means I chase after a small golden object about the size of a golf ball with wings in broad daylight that can change direction at random. It's called the snitch."

Seeing his interest, Lierre made a mental check towards Adrian being the perfect boyfriend. He was interested in Quidditch, but not overly crazy about it like a bunch of boys she knew.

They ended the date with a kiss under the fireworks, on the highest spot that was available to the public.

Two days later...

Adrian was eating breakfast, half awake, when his tutor dropped a magazine on the table. It took him a few seconds to register what was on the front cover, but when he did, he blanched.

It was a picture of him and Lierre wearing the costumes from Disneyland. Complete with an eye-catching title that was almost guaranteed to make his next few weeks a nightmare.

He hated the press, and they were certainly going to be like sharks now.