Hey, everyone! Mystery Critic here, back at you with chapter fourteen of your favorite Harry and Fleur romance story! Sorry about missing Wednesday's publish date, but the internet was down, so I could not even write the chapter. Now, wow. Just wow. At the time of writing this, there's nine hundred ninety-nine followers! I could not ever imagine it being this popular. I am so close to one thousand followers, it's insane! I just... I can't even. I am so happy that so many people love this story, and I look forward to seeing so many more follows and favorites. Now that the mushy stuff is out of the way, I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the rights affiliated with it. Anywho, now that the disclaimer is done, sit back, grab your Butterbeer, your popcorn, and enjoy chapter fourteen of Ma Fleur!

Chapter 14

Italics - French

Walking into the entrance hall of Delacour Villa, Harry carries a sleeping Gabrielle in his arms. Wiping the ash off her, he carries her up to her room and tucks her into her bed. He pulls the covers up over her body with a smile, stroking her cheek before he walks out and closes the door quietly. Turning to walk into his room, he sees Fleur leaning on the doorway with a content smirk.

"I knew it." She says, her smirk growing wider.

"Knew what?" Harry asks, grinning widely.

"I knew you were a natural father." Fleur dashes forward, punctuating her statement with a chaste kiss on her beloved's lips. "It puts me at ease that the future father of my children is so good with kids. I cannot wait to see how you raise our children."

Looking down with a blush creeping across his face, he gently pushes past her and removes his shirt, laying down in their bed.

"Was that too much?" She asks, receiving a nod in return. "I'm sorry, Harry. I didn't mean to push. I was just making a joke."

"I know, Fleur. It's okay." Rolling over, he smiles up at her and motions for her to join him in bed. She walks over and slides under the voers with him, wrapping her arms around his body. "Besides, I hope I will be a good father."

"I know you will, love."

"Thanks, Fleur. It really means a lot to hear you say that."

Beaming up at her bonded mate, she leans forward and places her lips on his gently, placing her hands on his cheeks as she revels in the happiness of the kiss. Wrapping his arms around her waist, Harry pulls her closer, relishing the contact of her lips upon his. After a few moments, the two pull back for some desperately needed air.

"Wow..." Harry says, smiling goofily at her. "That was... Just wow."

"I'm glad you think so." She says with a giggle, nuzzling her nose against his. "You're welcome to do that any time you want."

"I might just take you up on that." He says, stealing a quick peck. "However, it's been a long night. Let's get some sleep."

Settling down together, the two close their eyes and drift off to sleep, none the wiser that two giggling parents were snooping behind the door.

-Fleur-

"Fleur! Get your scrawny ass in here this minute!"

Rushing downstairs, Fleur bursts through the door to see Joanna standing there with a smile on her face, her arms open wide.

"Joanna!" Fleur squeals, dashing forward and wrapping her arms around the woman. "It's so great to see you!"

"Heavens, girl!" She chuckles, wrapping her arms around the young veela. "From the way you react to seeing me, it's like you haven't seen me in years."

"It feels like years..." Fleur whines, looking up at the woman with a faux pout, complete with a trembling lip.

"Okay, put that thing away before you hurt someone." She chuckles, patting Fleur on the head before catching sight of a chuckling Harry leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest. "Oh, my. Who's this handsome young specimen of man?"

Looking Harry up and down appreciatively, she licks her teeth and winks at him. Uncrossing his arms, Harry looks away with a blush spreading across her face before mumbling a tease back at the woman; "I feel violated..."

Smacking the back of Joanna's head with a shake of her head and a smile, Apolline crossed her arms. "Heel, girl. That's Fleur's Harry. Leave him alone unless you want to face the wrath of three angry veela."

"Oh, so this is the famous Harry Potter?" Looking Harry up and down again, she turns to Fleur and winks. "I approve wholeheartedly."

"Yeah, famous because of some lunatic..." Harry mumbles again, turning around and leaving the room.

"Did I say something wrong?" Joanna asks, looking around the room who were suppressing groans. "What? What did I say?"

"Harry hates his fame, Aunt Joanna." Gabrielle pipes up, looking down sadly. "He's only famous because his family was murdered by an evil asshole and he survived."

"I didn't mean famous like that." She begins, glancing at Fleur. "She told me about him before when she came into the shop, that's all..."

"We know, Joanna." Jacques says, laying a comforting hand on the woman's shoulder. "However, he didn't know that."

"I should go apologize." She says, removing Jacques's hand from her shoulder and rushing after the young man. After a moment, she arrives in front of Fleur's room and opens the door slowly. "Harry? Listen, I wanted to apologize. I didn't mean famous like that. I meant famous as in Fleur told me about you before. Please forgive me, I really didn't mean to upset you."

"It's fine." Harry says, waving her apology off without looking at her. "I kind of figured that's what you meant. It just brought up some feelings, is all. No harm done."

"Are you sure, Harry?"

"Positive." He says, turning around with a smile. "So, you're the famous Joanna. Fleur has told me quite a lot about you in our cuddling sessions."

"Lucky hen..." Joanna mumbles under her breath.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, nothing." She says, waving him off, a smile returning to her face. "So, she's told you about me, hm? What kind of things has she told you about me, pray tell?"

"Just that you're a perverted, horrible deviant who would lure young men and woman into her closet behind the counter of her shop." He says, smirking at her. "Those poor souls were never heard from again, but some people say they can still hear agonizing cries and squeals of pleasure coming from the basement below your shop."

"She did not!"

"You're right." Harry chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. "She actually said something about you being a paragon of virtue, a pure and kind woman. A woman who could do no wrong, and devoted her life to helping small orphaned children."

"You're a terrible liar, Harry." She says, trying her best to hide her smirk by glaring at him behind crossed arms. "I think I prefer the story about me being a sex slave master."

"I never said anything like that, Joanna." Harry says, his smirk growing wider. "Methinks someone has a guilty conscious."

"Why you little...!"

Laughing maniacally, Harry ducks under her attempt to grab him and ran down the hall, dying of laughter. Running away from the woman, Harry screams down the hall. "Help!" He yells in mock terror. "She said she wants to drag me down to her basement and do naughty things to me! Fleur, Gabrielle, maman, help!"

"Come, girls!" Apolline says dramatically, striking a heroic pose. "Let's go save our boy!"

"He's not a boy, maman!" Fleur sighs dreamily, perceived to the others as a fake, but Fleur knows it's all too real. "He is an incredible hunk of a man!"

With a smile, Apolline rushes forward, Fleur and Gabrielle hot on her heels. Seeing Harry turn around a corner, they rush forward in a final burst of energy, allowing Harry to run behind the three women. "My heroines!" He cries, hugging all three of them from behind. "Save me from the creepy basement lady!"

"You've made a grave mistake, Joanna." Apolline smirks evilly, drawing her wand. "You've managed to piss of not one, not two, but three veela. Girls, stinging hexes."

Her eyes opening comically wide, Joanna turns and runs as fast as she can, but is bombarded by stinging hexes assaulting her rear end. Squealing in pain, she continues to run, only to get hit by more stinging hexes from the three laughing veela. After a few minutes of playful punishment, Harry is cuddling with Fleur on the couch, with Apolline sitting on the recliner across them with Gabrielle napping in her lap. Stroking her hair, Apolline turns to see Joanna napping in one of the other recliners, drawing a small smile. 'It's been so long since we've had fun like this.' Apolline thinks, looking back to Fleur and Harry. 'I'm so glad my son came into my life.'

The next few days pass in happiness, Joanna visiting every day after she closed her shop, laughing and spending time with her only family left. As the first of September drew near, Harry can feel himself, for the first time, not wanting to go back to Hogwarts. He has family here, he decided. For the first time in his life, a family that loves him and whom he loves in return. It would be disheartening to go, and he wanted nothing more than to keep staying here with his family. He knew he had to go back, but all he wanted was to spend one more day having fun with his family.

Finally, the day that Harry is dreading arrives, and he has to return. Walking to the fireplace in the living room, he sees the rest of the Delacour family smiling at him, and Joanna there as well. He smiles and takes a deep breath, turning towards to the fireplace, he threw a mass of Floo powder into the fireplace, he called out Platform 9 and three-quarters clearly. Walking through, he sees the gleaming red and black paint of the massive Hogwarts Express, a small smile gracing his face.

"Time to go back."

Well, everyone! That's chapter fourteen, and I know it's kind of short, and I apologize. I'm kind of excited to get to Hogwarts, and I know you all are, too. Also, I bet you can't wait for the next chapter, where Harry finally goes back to Hogwarts. Now, I know, I missed Joanna, too! I love how I've written the woman, and I think she will honestly be one of my favorite characters in the story. Be ready to see her more often during the summers and when the Delacour's come to visit Harry. Now, the chapters will start being a little bit longer, maybe not noticeably at first, but they still will be. Also, updates will most likely be going from weekly to bi-weekly. In order to make the chapters a bit longer, I'll need more time to plan and think before writing them out. Either way, I hope you all stay with me and continue to enjoy the story. A special thanks to DanieSnugglepuff, aShatteredMess, and Depositaire, who are my wonderful girlfriend, amazing sister, and number one fan/great fan, respectfully. They've been here since day one, and will never let me give up on this story. I know there are many others who would do the same, but they have not said as of yet, and I want you to thank all three of them, as well. They are most helpful in keeping this story going, and without them, this story may have very well been abandoned after chapter six. So, thank these three amazing people for making sure you have more Harry and Fleur deliciousness. Anywho, that's all I have to say for now, and let's hear those celebrations when we hit a thousand followers. Only one more to go, everyone! Let's aim for fifteen-hundred by chapter twenty, yeah? So that means you have to read, review, and spread this shit like wildfire! As always, constructive criticism is welcome, and flames will be used to bake cookies for my loyal followers. I'll see everyone next time. This is Mystery Critic, signing off.