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Chapter 21

Élise stared at the now raising sun from a window. She have been standing on a chair in Fleur's room, waiting for the girl to wake up. She was tired but her thoughts were keeping her awake. Élise was not only worried about her granddaughters but her old friend and his unwillingness to help.

But why?

He said that this will only end in suffering. That can't be true. She have seen many Veela relationships with wizards and muggles, and could clearly see their happiness and love that never disappeared no matter how long they were with each other. Hell, she knew it since she had a mate and have been with her over 50 years now. Élise could boldly say that she still desired Diane as the first day they've met and her mate could agree that they just couldn't keep their hands to each other.

The Veela knew that Fleur, Gabrielle or both could make their destined one the happiest person in the world if let. Was he warning her about this girl?

She had so many questions and hating that there were no answers. Élise decided not to judge before meeting this mate and hearing her granddaughters' opinion.

She released a deep tired breath as she kept watch over Fleur. Since wanting to finish her duties as fast as she could so she could help the youngest Delacours, Élise have been sleeping less and now it was taking its tow on her. Not even a day and she wished that Diane was here to calm her worries and share her burden.

Movement caught her attention right outside Fleur's room. It was so soft that she had barely missed it, as if someone was trying to sneak. It didn't take long for her to register who it was as the person silently started to turn the knob of the door.

Amélie was barely able to keep from giggling from what she planned to do to Fleur. You can say it is a payback for not telling her who this mysterious Gryffindor is. And after she is done with her, she will prank Émilie for helping and keeping secrets from her. She would have already done it if the siren wasn't absent.

I am a genius. She praised herself. The prank was simple but to her it was pure gold and something new. When she have explored the muggle world an item have caught her attention in a prank shop? She have asked the seller who confirmed that it was a shop that sell items if someone wanted to play a prank or joke or just be funny. He said he was surprised to see a customer since it wasn't April fool's day. The Veela have looked confused and he explained. Can you imagine a day you are allowed to do all kind of mischief and not be scolded? She started to really love these muggles.

She had no idea what they were called or if they the non-magical people have given it a name or just simply called it mustache glasses like she did. She did laugh a lot when she put them on. Hell even the owner of the shop laughed when seeing such a beautiful woman wear something like that. Amélie wished that she had muggle money on her so she could buy but alas, fortune didn't favor her that day.

But hey, she wasn't a witch for nothing. You just got to love transfiguration. Since Amélie have memorized how the object looked, she easily transfigured a small object to take the glasses shape.

Her plan was to use them on Fleur. You would think that was a stupid idea since Fleur will easily notice that she was wearing them. Well no worries, she would spell them to be invisible to the blonde and she won't even know she has something. But while she won't see them everyone else will. And here's the good part, her friend wouldn't be able to kill her since she was the only one who can remove them.

Amélie only hoped that she will be able to hold her laughter when she put them on Fleur. Silently she turned the knob of the door, successfully opening it without too much noise to wake someone and slid insight through the small space. She left the door slight ajar in case of emergency and if she had to flee if exposed and turned toward the bed.

Her actions were stopped when she saw who was sitting by Fleur's bed.

Crap! What is she doing here? Wasn't she supposed to arrive for the first task? Amélie thought and inwardly grumbled. Why was this woman always present when she was about to pull something great on Fleur. And she always made her do things that were 'responsible' that didn't go well with her. She slowly turned around, planning on exiting the room and hoping that the old Veela was asleep, and won't hear her.

Élise smirked by the attempt of the girl to escape unnoticed. For a second she thought to spare and let her leave but that quickly changed. By the way she was infiltrating Fleur's room, like she was going to steal, Élise knew that she was planning to anger her granddaughter yet again. The dark haired Veela really knew how to test the Delacour patience.

"Amélie." Élise called out loud and clear, without turning her head towards the door. She could hear the silent cursing and the girl contemplating if she could still slip out. Finally she made a decision and approached till she stood beside her.

"Hi Élise, I'm so happy to see you."

The old Veela looked toward the girl with a smile and nodded. While she always tried to make Émilie to call her by her first name and not be so formal, Amélie didn't need convincing at all. Seven years ago a first year Fleur had invited her new friends from school to her house to spend Christmas together. Fleur introduced her to her friends who were staring at her awestruck. Each one bowed with respect and as much as she didn't like other doing that, she didn't say anything. And from nowhere there came a shout. "Yo Élise, pleased to meet you."

Silver eyes looked at the girl's golden ones which haven't lost their spark. Hell, she was even wilder than before. And the prove was whatever she was holding in her right hand. But when Amélie saw what she was looking at, quickly hid it behind her back and gave an inconvenient grin.

"It has been a while Amélie, how have you been." the older Veela asked as her silver gaze returned to her face.

"I've been better. Still exploring the castle and its secrets." the dark haired witch said and shrugged uninterested. She looked toward her sleeping friend and the material on her forehead and asked. "What's up with miss drama and secrecy?"

Élise looked confused at the dark haired witch. She was expecting for her to call Fleur miss Ice Queen. Gabrielle liked to call her sister Drama queen because of her over protectiveness. She decided not to ask and answered. "She wasn't feeling well."

"That's a surprise. She was shining like the sun from happiness yesterday."

"And why was that?"

Amélie shrugged her shoulders. "Don't know, she didn't tell me. Something to do with her secret mate I bet."

"Secret mate?"

"Yeah. Fleur hasn't told anyone about it yet and who she is." Except Émilie it would seem. She thought and frowned that she couldn't pull her prank.

"Then how do you know it's a she?"

"Fleur hasn't been very careful." Amélie grinned knowing that it was just a matter of time till she finds out who the girl is.

It was strange for Élise that Fleur kept this girl a secret. She had trust in her friends since they understood what it was to not be able to love anyone but the one fate have chosen for you. They could have helped her if needing to be alone with her mate or give advice. If Amélie didn't know who the mate was then that means Gabrielle have been working solo too. Does their mate know what she is to them?

She will get the answers when the two sisters were together and they had the so long awaited talk. She have warned them all their life to be careful and subtle if the other half is a muggle or wizard that doesn't know about their culture. You tell them to go around a trap and instead they just jump inside.

Now her granddaughters' health was more important to her. Fleur wouldn't be thinking clearly and might do something stupid that will ruin everything she has been trying to accomplish. To make sure that won't happen she had to be cruel and keep her away till the blonde clear her mind and think rationally again. But she couldn't babysit her all day because of the class she will teach.

Élise turned to look at the dark haired witch and smiled when she started planning. Amélie was playing with fire and now she will get burned but not by Fleur. "I would like for you to do me a favor Amélie."

The young Veela made a step back knowing that whatever this favor was she wouldn't like… she never did. Maybe she should have just ran out of the room while she had the chance.

Élise pretended not to see the girl reluctance and said. "I want you to keep an eye on Fleur. I don't want her to get near the castle till the first task. Help her concentrate on the task and prepare."

"What! Why?" yelled Amélie and lifting both her hands in desperation not noticing that now the item she planned to use on Fleur was clearly visible. "But… uh….What do I look like, a babysitter for hire?" Why not ask Émilie?"

"Because she is unavailable."

"Then what about Gabrielle?"

Élise shook her head and said. "I am asking you as Fleur's best friend. Or maybe you would prefer for me to give you a punishment by writing over 50 pages of every magical creature that exists."

The dark haired witch looked surprised. "You can't do that."

"Oh but I can since I'm your new teacher for Care of Magical Creatures." she gave a smile toward the open mouthed Veela. "What will it be?"

And this is how a master of getting things her way was defeated. Amélie hung her head with a sigh and grumbled. "Fine."

"It won't be for long, just till the first task." reassured the Delacour matriarch.

"But what about class?"

"I will talk to Dumbledore to free you this week."

Amélie would have jumped with joy if she wasn't gonna be a prisoner in the carriage with Fleur. Oh and she was planning to have some fun with that girl that have become a champion. She still hadn't had the answer she was seeking and that is why the Veela didn't find the girl's closeness or touch displeasing. Besides, she liked the faces she made with that cute face of hers. A kitten with no owner.

The room fell into silence and Amélie watched for a bit Fleur's face and then glanced toward the bandaged hands. She was wondering what happened since she didn't have them yesterday. Others will suggest that she was probably fighting with someone but the Veela knew better. Her friend disliked fighting no matter physical or magical and only did it when she had to protect people important to her.

She glanced behind to the other bed that was empty and wondered where Gabrielle have went to. She knew that the youngest Delacour was getting up early but it was too early for her to be gone. And by the looks of the made bed it hasn't been used tonight.

"And Gabrielle, does she know you are here?" Amélie questioned as she was looking at the other bed in the room.

"No, but she will." the connection will make sure of that.

Élise glanced toward the old clock on the nightstand seeing that it was almost time for breakfast. "You should go change and get something to eat."

The dark haired witch nodded and left the room. She would enjoy as much of the food she could before babysitting.

Élise extended her hand and touched Fleur's face happy that the temperature have normalized and removed the material from her forehead. That movement seems to have waken her granddaughter up since she slowly opened and closed them with a grown. She waited for the girl to examine her environment and see that she wasn't alone.

Since Fleur was a Veela she immediately registered she wasn't alone and sharply turned her head towards the figure beside her.

"Grand-mère?"

"Good morning." the older witch smiled.

"What are you doing here? I thought you said you will come for the first task." Fleur asked and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She slowly started to stretch parts of her body to relieve the sore feeling everywhere.

"I was but someone needed me more here."

"Gabrielle?"

"No." Élise shook her head. "It was you."

"I'm sorry." The blonde apologized but any other excuse was interrupted by the other woman's hand.

"No need but I want to know what happened yesterday. One moment you were fine and the next…"

Fleur sadly looked downwards as yesterday's events came to mind and Hermione. She never wanted her mate to look at her the way she did last night, with mistrust, anger and…hatred. "It was my fault." she whispered feeling the pain in her chest.

Élise changed her position from the stool and sat on the bed, placing one hand on her granddaughter's leg for comfort and waited for her to continue.

"I was selfish." Fleur looked at her and barely held the tears that wanted to escape.

"Are you sure it was your fault?" the old witch asked.

"Oui."

"And it involved your mate?"

"Oui."

"You've never told me in the letters the girl's name." Élise reminded.

"'ermione Granger."

"Muggle?" the silver eyes witch questions but an answer never came as Fleur only opened her mouth as if to answer and then closed it.

The quarter Veela struggled to remember but in the end she found out that she actually didn't know. She have never asked Hermione about her life. The meetings at night involved a lot of training and nothing else. In fact she now realized that she didn't know anything about her mate, well except she didn't like liars.

God, you are so stupid! She scolded herself angrily, wanting to beat herself up.

Élise on the other hand was thinking that she have heard that name before or seen it. And she has in a newspaper. The selected champions were on the front pages of every newspaper around the globe.

"Fleur don't tell me this Hermione Granger is the same that has been chosen to represent Hogwarts in the tournament." she hoped that there was another girl with the same name. But Fleur's nod confirmed what she hoped wasn't true. And this complicated things. For Fleur winning and facing the challenges to represent the Veelas as a whole and her school was no longer an objective. She will participate and guard her mate. And she will need a lot of protection since she was only a fourth year.

"And yesterday?"

"I never told her what the first task will be."

"She didn't know?" Élise asked confused knowing that the headmasters of the challenging schools have warned their champions. Why wouldn't Hogwarts do the same?

"Non." and Fleur started the story from the beginning to the end, skipping only things she thought unnecessary like the kisses she have mostly stolen. How her mate have put her trust in her and she blew it because of selfish reasons. When everything was said and done, Hermione's face and eyes of hatred passed her mind.

Fleur threw the cover from herself and prepared to get up from the bed. She had to find Hermione and make her listen, understand that she didn't care about the tournament, that she only cared for her. Anything but that look. She couldn't live with herself if her mate despised her. But was stopped by the other witch who had grabbed her by the biceps.

"Where are you going?"

"I have to talk to her, she needs to know the truth and forgive me." Fleur said desperately and tried to get up from the bed but instead was pushed down back on it. Trying again to raise, she was pushed down by her grandmother's hand on her chest. She angrily looked the woman and wondered why she was denied to leave and ran to her mate.

"You will do no such thing." It pained Élise at what she will do now but she had to. It might seem cruel but it was for the best. "You will not leave this carriage or go to the school until I tell you to."

"What!" Fleur yelled angrily protested and again tried and get up but her grandmother was stronger and easily kept her down. "You can't! I have to make things right."

"And you will but not today." And not in this state.

Élise took another glance toward the clock and saw that it was time for her to leave and introduce herself with Hagrid and this subject she will be teaching. She didn't want to leave Fleur like this without any explanation but for now that was the only way. Later when she finds Gabrielle and get them together to hear more about the deal they have made from the letter, she will decide what to do. For now she will play the villain but Fleur will understand when she calms down.

"I have work to do so we will talk later. You are not allowed to go outside am I clear?" but the older Veela didn't get a replay only an angry stare.

She got on her feet and walked toward the door. As she exited Fleur's room she paused. The witch knew that Fleur will disobey her and ran off to find her mate the moment she was out of her hearing range. Silently she put a few locking charms which only she could remove and walked away. She have called for Gabrielle through the family connection and the youngest Delacour will soon find her.

And as Élise predicted the moment Fleur couldn't hear her, she shot from the bead and quickly pulled on some pair of jeans and a long sleeved blouse. The blonde tried to open the door but it didn't open. Grumbling she picked her wand and tried a few unlocking spells and wasn't surprised that they didn't work. Her grandmother wasn't respected and powerful for nothing. And now she will have to blow up yet another door. As she fired the spell it stopped before hitting the door and burst into million lights and vanishing.

God damn it, don't do this to me! Fleur thought desperately and turned toward the window in hopes that she could get out. But it was the same as the door. She was trapped in her own room and only Élise could free her.

"You are supposed to help me not lock me up." she shouted in anger and started pacing like some caged animal.

Hermione was sitting bellow a tree staring at the lake. She had a restless night and even though Gabrielle was with her and in her bed she woke up with an unpleasant headache and the feeling she haven't slept for a few days.

When she woke up earlier than usual, she was confused when she saw the blonde on her bed at first but then remembered she have asked her to stay. It was late and she didn't want for Gabrielle to be caught by a teacher so she offered to sleep in her room. She was only happy that she haven't disturbed her sleep.

She have silently gotten up from bed and the embrace the blonde had on her and walked outside. Hermione needed some fresh air and was glad that it rained last night. It was dark and cloudy but she didn't mind. The weather was just like what she felt from the inside.

The brunette have walked to her favorite place below a big tree that was closest to the lake and could hide you from unwanted attention. When she got to it, the hazel eyes witch was confused by the marks on it and the blood. She wondered what happened and thought it might have been a creature from the forbidden forest even though she knew that wasn't possible. The school had defenses which didn't let the dangerous creatures to get close to the school grounds. But her brain was a mess so thinking was impossible.

Hermione transfigured a fallen small branch that has fallen from the tree because of the storm into a blanket and sat on it because the grass was wet. She was happy that she didn't leave the robe behind because it was getting cold.

Maybe she should have went to the library because whenever she was alone and with nothing to do, she was losing herself in thoughts. And that was the last thing on her mind. Hermione didn't want to do that and be reminded of yesterday and Fl… that woman. She will be more than happy when she leaves.

"You shouldn't scowl like that Granger, you wouldn't want to get wrinkles at such a young age."

Hermione jumped in surprise, thinking that she was alone. Turning her head she was surprised to see Malfoy leaning on the tree and staring at her with uninterested eyes. He smirked when the girl didn't answer but just stared at him.

"Jeez Granger you are gonna make me blush if you don't stop undressing me with those eyes of yours." he joked and barely held his laughter at the perplexed face she made.

Hermione scoffed and turned her head toward the lake. "If you are here to make fun of me you can just leave."

"What's gotten your panties in a twist? Did your boyfriend 'Pothead' do something stupid again?" Malfoy questioned and crossed his hands.

"Don't call him that." she warned and gave him a look. "And it has nothing to do with him… or Ron." she added so he won't insult him too.

The blonde boy sighed and sat beside her not caring that the grass was wet.

This move made her stare at him like an idiot and for a moment thought he was planning on doing something bad like he did every year.

Without looking at her he said. "You are over thinking things." As he looked at the clear waters. "You are trying to find a meaning of something when there is none. Life is a mystery and no matter how much you worry your pretty little head you won't learn the reason for many things. I don't know what has gotten your mood under the weather but my advice is to never judge because someone's actions seem cruel and cold. There is always a reason and it's not always to harm but sometimes to protect. If you rush, you will not only hurt someone but in the process hurt yourself."

Hermione blinked a few times lost for words. Did Malfoy just gave her a lecture about life? He didn't know what her problem was and yet he somehow knew it was because of someone. Not only that, he tried to help her think of a way to fix things.

But she didn't know that Malfoy was talking about himself and his actions for the past years. He started to run the back of his neck nervously because of the girl's eyes constantly on him. He coughed and slowly got up from the ground.

"Whatever, stop being such a mud… muggle and get back on track. I don't want McGonagall to be in crappy mood because of you and double our homework." He scoffed and started walking toward the castle.

The last thing he said before he was out of hearing range was to threaten her that he will hex her if she tells anyone about this.

Hermione decided to follow his advice and just leaned her head on the tree and closed her eyes, clearing her head. Now she only had to wait for Care for Magical Creatures to start.

Gabrielle turned on the bed sleepily and reached for Hermione that should be beside her, missing the touch. She touched something furry which confused her. It was a different texture then Hermione's hair… shorter. She stretched a bit and slowly started to open her eyes.

She saw something ugly in front of her and in surprise jumped from the bed, causing her to fall on the floor loudly.

"Uff…"

Lavender and Parvati who were still in the room and already dressed in their uniforms heard the noise and walked to see what happened.

"Hermione?"

They stopped when they saw the blonde on the floor.

"What are you doing here Gabrielle?" Parvati asked.

"'ermione turned into a cat." The blonde said in panic.

The two girls gave each other a confused look and then at the bed where a furry orange cat was comfortably laying on the pillows, lazily wagging its tail and its big yellow eyes on Gabrielle.

"You mean Crookshanks?" Lavender questioned as she looked around for any other cat.

"That's Hermione's pet." Parvati specified by the blonde's confused look.

"I didn't know she had a pet." Gabrielle said as she got on her feet.

"She might have forgotten. Crookshanks likes to disappear for a long time." Lavender said and tugged her friend to leave and go for breakfast.

"You don't want to get on that cat's bad side, trust me." Parvati warned and the two girls left.

Gabrielle glanced at the furry creature which was inspecting her carefully. The Veela wasn't fond of cats, actually none of her kind were. Maybe it has to do something about them being well birds and cats ate birds. Of all the pets her mate had to get a cat.

"Aren't you an ugly beast." she joked.

The cat as if understanding made a discontent sound and flopped it's head on the pillow, completely ignoring her presence. There is no getting that cat off the pillow anytime soon.

Gabrielle wondered where her mate have gone too. Hermione didn't tell her what had happened last night and why was she with Fleur. She have escorted her to her room and she asked her to stay and so she did. And Merlin did she love to snuggle on the bed with the brunette. The only thing stopping her from losing control and ravish the girl were the tears. She didn't know if she should yell at her sister or thank her for this.

Gabrielle was just exiting the girl's dormitory when she saw Neville do the same.

"Good morning." The Veela said politely.

He smiled and replied. "Morning." But when he saw her start to leave he grabbed her by the hand to stop her. "Wait!"

The blonde held a grimace when he touched her as to not offend him. She disliked being touched and especially when she didn't know she will be. Only Hermione can jump her all she wanted to.

"Sorry." he apologized and let go of her arm. "But can I ask you for an advice?"

Gabrielle turned toward the uncomfortable boy and said. "Sure, what about?"

"Well ah…" in his nervousness he rubbed his now sweaty hands on each side of his robes and continued. "There is this girl I like but I… I've been having trouble confessing to her."

Oh sweet Merlin, please tell me he is not referring to Hermione. Gabrielle begged, already regretting for accepting.

"I've tried a few times but there was always something happening or wasn't the right time…"

"Why are you telling me?" Gabrielle cut in and wanting to flee and not listen to Neville or she might accidentally lash and hurt him and that will displease her mate.

"Well because you have been spending so much time with her lately."

Please shut up or I might hex you again.

"I thought maybe you can give me an advice what to do and tell her how I feel. Maybe something that she likes."

Here's an advice, keep your dirty hands and confession away from Hermione or the next time I hex you it won't be for a day or two. Gabrielle wanted to threaten and make sure this boy never ever looked at what was hers. She couldn't tell him how to win a girl and especially not this one.

"Neville maybe fate doesn't want you to be with her and zat is why you 'ave met so many obstacles. Maybe the one you like is destined for someone else." Like me and ONLY ME!

"I don't believe that. I know that love isn't easy and you have to actually fight for it. I know that we can have something special if she accepts me."

Love? What love? You are just a pest that is constantly interrupting my time with MY mate. Accept you? Like hell I'll let that happen. I'd rather kill you. Gabrielle didn't like how possessive she was getting and was actually considering to snap this boy's neck and end his pursuing. She had to get away before she let the Veela take control and do what it wanted.

Suddenly she felt her grandmother's presence and she was calling her. She rushed out the dorm without saying anything to Neville who was yelling after her and leaving him wondering what happened.

The closer she got to the exit of the castle the stronger the feeling got. She couldn't wait to embrace her grandmother and tell her how stupid she was for not listening to her lectures.

Now as she was walking outside of the school she was led to the small hut where Hagrid lived. She looked around and didn't see her grandmother anywhere so she just simply stood and waited for her to show up.

And she didn't wait long when the doors of the small hut opened and Élise appeared with Hagrid behind her.

"It was nice meeting you monsieur Hagrid. I will make sure to teach them what I know while you are absent." The Veela said and smiled and the giant.

"No, it was my honor." he said respectfully. Even he knew who she was. It was thanks to her and Dumbledore he was able to live a normal life and have a job.

Élise turned her attention toward the waiting girl. Gabrielle gave a big smile and ran in her Grandmother's embrace.

"I'm so happy you are here. I've missed you." Gabrielle said in French and tightly squeezed the woman.

Élise smiled and kissed the girls forehead and played with her hair, knowing that she liked it. "I've missed you too."

Gabrielle lifted her head from the older woman's shoulder and asked. "Did you see Fleur?"

"Yes and we talked a bit."

"So she have told you what is happening."

"Non." Élise shook her head. "I want for the two of you to be present when we discuss this mate of yours." she pulled the youngest Delacour toward the carriage.

"Are we going to go get Fleur?" Gabrielle questioned and preparing herself to not yell at her sister because of what she have probably done yesterday to their chosen.

"Oui." Élise wanted to know everything. The sooner they had the talk the better.

"Draco you should stop it before it's too late." Blaise warned his friend yet again but it seems his words didn't reach his friend.

Malfoy has climbed on a tree and just watched the passing students. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"You know very well." his friend said angrily, hating that he always did that when they started talking about it, about her. "Leave Granger alone. You two are too different. This can only end badly for both of you."

"I have no interest in Granger." Malfoy huffed wanting to shut Blaise up. What he did was his own business and didn't need anyone pestering him every time he did what he wanted.

"Is that why you send her that rose?"

"Malfoy's silver eyes glared at his friend but didn't say anything. He didn't know why he did it. He couldn't explain what was happening to him since she hit him last year. He have seen the rose and it reminded him of her. The flower was beautiful and soft but also dangerous.

He had been observing her for a long time but the answer why he have taken such a sudden interest in her was still unanswered. So he decided to make a move by sending her the rose. He have also been polite whenever they had to work together in class. He knew he wanted something but didn't know what yet.

They've stopped the conversation for now when other Slytherins have joined them and started making jokes about Potter. They gave Malfoy a charmed badge saying Potter stinks and he just shrugged and put it on.

Yelling was heard and the group turned to see Potter and Weasley having and argument. Malfoy's friends made faces and rude comments, and laughed at the two boys.

As they finished the heated but short argument Draco decided to keep his image and reputation by insulting the black haired boy. He liked to make him angry.

Élise stood silent on a chair in Madam Maxime's office who have gladly given them the room, telling her she could use it anytime she wanted, not needing any permission. She observed her two granddaughters who were also silent, probably waiting to be asked questions and nether looking at the other. The tension between them could be seen and felt and the Delacour matriarch didn't like it one bit. Where have the two sisters that would kill or lay their life for the other went? How could one girl cause so much damage between such a bond that Gabrielle and Fleur have?

"In Fleur's letter she wrote that you two have made a deal." Élise started. "It was whomever win the girls love will have her while the other will back off?"

Both girls nodded and were keeping their eyes on her.

"And have you made any progress?"

Gabrielle and Fleur glanced at each other not wanting the other to know of the progress with Hermione so again the both shook their head no.

"Neither of you have told her that you are mates?"

"Non, 'ermione is not ready to 'ear that yet. She is too stubborn and won't understand." Fleur finally said.

"She likes to be free and won't let anyone take zat from 'er" Gabrielle continued.

"And her blood status?"

"Muggle. Both parents are none magical and are… I think she called them dentists." Gabrielle answered.

Fleur barely contained the angry and jealous sound that wanted to escape. She hated that she didn't know anything about Hermione except she was smart while Gabrielle probably already knew what type of lingerie she liked to wear.

"I presume she doesn't know much about Veelas." Élise continued and carefully observing each one's reactions.

"Only what she have read in books." Gabrielle yet again answered and Fleur was starting wondering why she was needed when her sister could answer everything involving their mate.

"And how far have you two gone with Hermione?"

Again with the long silence as both girls thought of what to say.

Gabrielle hated the word friends when it involved Hermione. She despised the name and word in one sentence. But for such a short amount of time she couldn't expect more. She will prove every time to Hermione that she was the only one that could truly make her happy. She just had to have patience.

But even with that reassurance in mind she felt the bitterness in her mouth when she answered. "Friends."

Élise nodded and turned towards Fleur waiting for an answer. The seventeen years old witch shifted uncomfortably on the seat not wanting to answer while Gabrielle was still in the room. Her answer might make her little sister snap or something. Veelas were easily angered and what she had to say will definitely cause Gabrielle towards violence.

What do you care? You are stronger than her. You should just say it and hurt her as she does you every time she hugs your mate. the Veela taunted.

"Fleur." Élise called to remind the witch she have yet to answer.

Fleur prayed that this will go smoothly and also answered. "We've kissed."

"WHAT!" Gabrielle shouted and jumped from her seat glaring at her sister. "When? How?"

"Gabrielle." Élise tried to get her attention and the now golden eyes towards her.

"You're lying. You are just trying to make me angry." Gabrielle accused and tightened her hands into fists.

Fleur scolded, not liking to be called a liar and returned the angry glare. Her eyes also turned golden to show that she wasn't going to back down.

All of a sudden Fleur smirked and gave a cold glare asking. "What's wrong little sister, jealous? You don't like to hear that I've taken 'ermines' first kiss?" she saw Gabrielle slowly starting to transform with every word she said. This was going to end right now. "Well I did and guess what, MY mate loved it."

Gabrielle growled angrily and grabbed Fleur by the blouse with both hands ready to rip her apart. But her hold was removed by Élise who now stood between them.

"That's enough." The Veela yelled and glared at them both."

Gabrielle's scold deepen as she said. "It is." And walked out the office door slamming it behind her.

Élise rubbed her temples, surprised by the sudden turn of the conversation and all the hostility. She turned towards Fleur who was still glaring at the door and it was a surprise how it hadn't burned down yet.

"Fleur." Ellise called but her granddaughter didn't acknowledge her. The old witch realized what Fleur have done. She have let the beast take control of her actions.

Élise lifted her hands toward the blonde's face and turned her head so she could look at her.

"Fleur come back to me." she whispered and used their connection to make sure the words will reach where they should.

And thank Merlin they did. After a few seconds the bright golden color started to fade and the ocean blue ones to appear.

Fleur blinked a few times to clear the haze from her eyes. She worriedly looked at her grandmother as tears started to fell without her permission. She didn't want it to be like this. Why had she let herself be controlled and used by her own primal being? "What have I done?" she choked out as Élise hugged her not knowing what else to do for the moment.

"I didn't mean it." Fleur whispered in the older woman's shoulder and cried because she didn't know what else to do.

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