Hermione was doing as she as always did, rerunning things through her mind, she did it with lessons, books…and at that minute it was the moment she had with Fleur about the ball. She couldn't help but wonder if Fleur's answer to her invitation would have been the same if she hadn't felt pressured by Krum's presence.

She was sitting in the very same chair in the library, thinking about her relationship. She knew dating could only distract her from her studies, she couldn't concentrate on her arithmancy, something she loved.

Hermione made a face as she spitted out. She had started to bit her quill as she mused, like she did sometimes a pen at home. She was removing the last part of barbs when Laetitia sat next to her. "What in hell are you doing?"

"Nothing. I was just…" She made a gesture with what was left of her quill.

"Nevermind"

"What are you doing here?" It was the Gryffindor's turn to ask.

"I was bored"

"Where is Fleur?"

"Training. I was sent away because I was… supposedly distracting her" Th French girl rolled her eyes.

"Don't you have some kind of conquest you could be with?" Instead of annoying me was left out. The first part had slipped out on its own already, before she remembered she was supposed to try and play nice with the brunette.

Laetitia smirked "Don't you have better things to put in her mouth?" Hermione wasn't sure understood, wasn't sure she wanted to. She opened her mouth to respond but the other girl beat her to it "Then I guess Fleur's training is taking some of your time with her too"

With her mind running fast, it didn't take long for Hermione to picture…to think about what Laetitia was suggesting. She blushed and looked down at her book, trying to think about arithmancy. Trying hard to think about arithmancy.

A few seconds later her book was moving away, pulled by the annoying one. Hermione slammed both her hand on top of it. She immediately looked around for Madame Pince, she knew she had gotten away with what happened last time only because of who she was. One of the librarian's favorite students.

"Don't make a scene. I don't want to be thrown out like last time, or worse, banned" Which should have already happened for her public display of affection with Fleur.

"We're in a library. I was merely trying to look at a book. You're the one making a scene" Laetitia raised an eyebrow as she leaned back into her chair.

Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She looked at the older girl warily, as she wondered if she could do it. She didn't like talking about things this personal, but she was pretty sure the French girl wasn't about to leave and being with Fleur's best friend was making her think about the Beauxbaton's champion. All of it was going to drive her insane.

She moved closer to Laetitia, lowering her face and voice "I…hmm…I have something…on my mind. Can I...ask you…about it?"

The brunette moved closer too "Sure"

"It's about Fleur"

"Oh. Not so sure then. I won't break any of our best friend's confidentialities, but ask away I'll still help if I can"

"I've been having doubts about…"

"If you finish that sentence with 'you and fleur's relationship' I'm ready some knock some sense back into you"

"No! Not about the relationship. Not in itself anyway. It's just…I've asked her to go the ball with me but…would she have still said yes if it wasn't for the whole Krum situation?"

"You can't be serious. Do you have any idea how many people she turned down for you? As soon as she heard about it she turned all girly about dresses and make up, wondering what you'd like? For her, this ball has always been about you"

Hermione opened her mouth in a silent wow.

"The only thing is that she was planning to ask you"

"Oh"

"Yep. You just beat her to it"

"I was wondering who was supposed to…do the asking when it's two girls"

"Even when it's a boy and the girl, it's whoever wants to ask, or is the first one to. Don't fall into stereotypes. I've done plenty of asking people out, both genders"

Hermione cleared her throat, she had no doubt about it but didn't want to be rude. "This is awkward for me"

"Obviously" Teased the French girl.

Hermione glared before looking down for a second "Listen I've never…done this before"

"Gone out with a girl. I could tell"

"No. I mean yes. I meant I've never done this before"

"Never?"

"Never ever"

There was a silence after that during which they both fidgeted.

"Never?"

"Laetitia!"

"Sorry. It's just…you're kind of cute" Hermione blushed as the older girl added. "Not that I'd ever make a move on Fleur's…" She trailed off, and another silence started.

"You know what. Forget I said anything I'd better…go back to my book" Hermione made a move towards it but was stopped.

"No. No. I'm sorry. I really didn't expect that. Okay. So…you're scared shitless?" It was a rhetorical question, Laetitia kept on going "Listen it's normal to be scared. And not only because you've never done it before. There is always this thrilling fear with every relationship. Will they say yes? If I do that will they like it?"

Hermione groaned, used to the other girl antics, but this time wasn't the case.

"Get your mind out of the gutter. It doesn't necessarily mean something physical, although even if there are some common things about it, I mean I'm sure you've…at least read books about it. People have their own preferences, about everything"

The Gryffindor was lowering herself on her chair, why were people bothering her in the library. It was supposed to be nice and quiet. Safe. It was so embarrassing, even more so when she made a mental note to check out book about…That.

Laetitia wasn't done. "Just. Be sure to communicate. And don't assume things about the other, you own mind can play the worst tricks on you. Be yourself, don't play games if you want it to work. And if you don't want me to kill you, don't hurt Fleur"

"Right. Scared is normal, talk about it, don't listen to the tricky voice full of doubts? That's it?"

"Use protection"

Hermione groaned. "I…thanks… I guess"

"There are all kinds of spells, like for…"

"Stop right here. I'm really grateful for…you listening to me and all. Now could you please leave"

"That's not very nice!"

"Probably, but I really need to finish this arithmancy paper and I'm pretty sure your mind…is now in your pants"

"N…" Laetitia didn't finish her word before she conceded as she got up. "Fine. I'm going. I'm pretty sure there is some kind of quidditch training right about now"

"There you go. You'll have more fun playing or watching a good game"

"Or just ogling good looking people in sports uniforms" Laetitia winked before going.

Hermione watched her leave before going back to her book, sure, well hoping, not to get interrupted again. She reread the last few lines again before frowning once more. Wasn't Ginny playing quidditch that afternoon?

Hermione had been studying for a good hour when she stretched, she could see through a window that some people were still on the pitch.

She sighed as she put everything back into her bag, she was curious to see who was still out there, and a little worried that Laetitia was probably one of them.

It didn't take long for her to arrive at the quidditch pitch. She was a little surprised to see it a little crowded. She understood why as she realized who was flying. The four champions, Fleur and Cedric on one side, opposed to Harry and Viktor.

Viktor hadn't been allowed to play seeker, he was keeper instead. Cedric and Harry were both seeker as usual. Fleur was obviously a chaser as she was throwing the quaffle as hard as she could in Viktor's direction. He blocked and she made a face before flying back.

Hermione climbed up the stands and went to sit next to Ginny.

"Why aren't you playing?"

"I was, then Harry came with Ron"

"Okay, where is Ron?" Hermione expected him to remain close by.

"Infirmary. I might have jinxed him" Explained Ginny.

"What? Ginny!"

"Don't Ginny me, you set a giant spider after him"

"He provoked me" Argued Hermione.

"Believe me he deserved it too. He told me I wasn't allowed to play with the other, even less with Viktor Krum and…"

"You don't need to go on. Knowing you, I understood at 'allowed'. Which team is winning? Or are they just having fun without really keeping score?"

Ginny snorted. "They are so keeping score. It's 50 for the red team, 30 for the blue. Red is Harry's team. Blue is Cedric's"

"Are they captains?"

"No, it's Fleur and Viktor"

Hermione groaned but didn't comment, even when she felt Ginny's look. She looked up to look at the game, this was definitely not a friendly one.

They kept on going at it, it was getting dark, some students were leaving but that didn't stop the players. It was 130 Red, 170 Blue. Hermione was holding on to the edge of her seat as Fleur kept on flinging the quaffle aggressively at the Bulgarian, sometimes Hermione wondered if she was aiming at him and not the goals.

Krum was a worldwide famous seeker, but he was showing that he was an amazing keeper too. He never got distracted by the many remarks Laetitia kept on making as she flew with her best friend, chaser too. The third one was Angelina Johnson, the three of them seemed to be having a blast.

"Are they seriously going to wait for someone to catch the snitch for it to end?" Finally asked Hermione as she turned towards Ginny who just shrugged.

Hermione pulled out her wand before pointing it at her throat. "Sonorus" Her voice was as loud as if she was using a megaphone. "It's getting late, don't you think it's time to stop?"

The players stopped moving on the pitch. It was obvious that they were talking to each other before flying down. Fleur was sweaty and had a big smile on her lips as she gave a quick kiss on her girlfriend's lips. "Sorry we got carried away"

Most players weren't wearing a complete quidditch uniform, just a few protections. Hermione was paying particularly attention to Fleur's clothes, form fitting, clinging to her in all the right place. The Gryffindor could understand what all the fuss was about sports. She was trying not to be too obvious while she was ogling the blonde when Krum joined them.

"I didn't agree to stop. Only both captains can agree to stop if the snitch isn't caught. My team wins"

Fleur stood extremely straight as she looked at him as if he was nothing. "Everyone is leaving, so yes, you can say that you won all on your own" She finished with a very sweet smile.

Feeling the tension getting higher Hermione grabbed Fleur's hand. "Come one, let's go eat. I'm starving" The Beauxbaton's champion nodded as she pulled out her wand and used a quick spell to clean herself.

Fleur looked one last time at the Bulgarian as she wrapped her arm around the smaller girl's hip and kissed her cheek before going.

I'm sorry it's been so long since I took the time to write anything. I hope this chapter isn't too off. Let me know what you think. Thanks for reading anyway.