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Warning for extreme fluff and tiny bit of Ron and Bill bashing if you squint. Word count is 1,203 words. I hope you all enjoy chapter of The Cutest Meetings Bar Stool Love.

"What are you doing tonight?" the french accented voice asked from behind Hermione making her jump.

"Fleur," Hermione said, holding her hand to her chest and trying to get her heart rate back down again, "I didn't see you there."

"I'm trying not to be seen."

"Why?" Hermoine asked finally able to calm down after the slight jump scare she'd just gotten from her blonde friend.

"It's Bill." Fleur pointed towards the doorway of the bar where not only Bill stood but Hermione's own ex Ron was there as well. "Do you think you could do me a favor?"

"It depends on what kind of favor it is," Hermione said as she saw Bill and Ron start to head towards the bar. Not that she had anything against her ex or his oldest brother or anything like that. She just didn't think it would be appropriate for them to be seen arguing after their long drawn out divorce.

"I need you to pretend you are my date for the night," Fleur said suddenly with a pleading look on her face. The blue eyes just begging her to help her out of this situation she'd found herself in. "I told Bill I was meeting a date here when I dropped off our children at his mother's house so that they could spend time with their father."

Hermione's mouth gaped open at what Fleur had just told her. "He's supposed to be spending time with the children and instead he's here checking up on you?" Hermione knew Bill was taught better than that. Molly raised her children better than that.

Fleur nodded. She looked towards her fast approaching ex and his younger brother. She needed to know the answer to her question and needed to know it soon. "Hermione?"

Without thinking twice, which wasn't very Hermione like of her, Hermione Granger found herself nodding in agreement to the arrangement. It was just one little fake date, right? What was the harm in that?

"Thank you, Hermione," Fleur whispered. "You won't regret this. I promise."

Hermione's head was spinning at this point as she realized what she'd just gotten herself into. She had agreed to pretend to be on a date with her crush since fourth year at Hogwarts. A pretty pink color crossed her cheeks as Fleur led her to a portion of the bar further away from the fast approaching figures of Bill and Ron Weasley.

Fleur smiled at Hermione as though she was listening to something the other woman was saying. A small laugh escaped her lips that sounded like the tinkling of bells and made Hermione's heart beat faster.

Reaching across the table Hermione gently took Fleur's hand and laced her fingers through the petite blonde woman's. Not knowing what else to do she launched into a story about how her day went.

"The funniest thing happened to me at work today," Hermione said, pretending not to notice Bill and Ron standing not too far away. "You know how everyone loves Weasley Wizard Wheezes products?"

Fleur nodded attention fully on Hermione. "Something tells me that this has something to do with one of their newest products?"

Hermione nodded laughing. "It's supposed to be a love potion or so George keeps saying," she said, seeing the look on Ron's face at the mention of George and the new product. "He gave me some to test out."

"Did you?" giggled Fleur, acting like a teenager flirting with the person they had a crush on for the longest time.

"Not yet."

"Do you want to try it? What does it do anyway?"

"It's supposed to point you to the person you love," Hermione said, waving her hand as though she didn't believe that for a moment. Which was the truth of the matter. She didn't need some potion to tell her who she loved. She could very well find that out by herself but looking across the table at Fleur's eager face made her reconsider. "I suppose, it wouldn't hurt to give it a try. The worst that could happen is nothing at all, right?"

Fleur nodded. "How does it work? Is it something you drink or does it work some other way?"

The hum of the active bar and feeling of both Bill and Ron's eyes on them gave Hermione the chills. She shrugged.

"I don't know," she admitted, "but the instructions are on the bottle."

She fished in her purse for the bottle that George had given her earlier today and upon finding it pulled it out of her purse. Holding it close to the nearby light she read the directions aloud.

"For finding the love of your life," she read gently turning the bottle, "open the bottle and take a handful of the potion and sprinkle it into the air. The droplets should form into an arrow that will point to your true heart's desire." She squinted as she tried to read the tiny print underneath the instructions but couldn't quite make out what it said.

"It sounds easy enough," Fleur said, reaching across the table for the bottle.

Hermione pulled it back. If this worked the way that George put on the bottle maybe she would find out that Fleur was her true love. But if it didn't what would happen then? Without a second thought to what she was doing, Hermione poured a handful of the potion into cupped hand and sprinkled it gently into the air.

At first nothing happened and Hermione was about to give the experiment up for good and suggest they call the bartender down and order a drink. But then the strangest thing happened. It didn't happen the way that was described on the bottle. There was no magical arrow pointing to her destiny. However, there was a stain of Hermione's favorite color rose petal pink leading across the table to the fair slender hand in her own.

"Did it work?" Fleur asked, looking around for the arrow.

"I don't know," Hermione hesitated, looking at their hands and pink stain that colored them and the table leading towards Fleur. "I think I should take a second look at this bottle."

Reading over the bottle again, the smaller print became a little clearer. Hermione read it aloud, "Reactions may vary based on what the user needs to see to find their true love."

A laugh escaped Hermione's lips as she realized that George knew her better than she knew herself. He knew that she would need to see the truth in bold colors and that is exactly what he provided her with.

"You have to be frickin' kidding me," hissed Ron, as he and Bill pushed past them and stormed out of the bar.

"Perhaps, instead of a fake date, we could make this into a real date?" Hermione asked hopeful that Fleur would take her up on the offer.

"I would love that, Hermione," Fleur said, kissing her cheek making Hermione blush the same color as their hands.

Hermione smiled as she led Fleur to the door of the bar. She knew of a small movie theater that was playing one of her favorite old fashion movies. She was sure that Fleur would enjoy it.

I hope you all enjoyed Bar Stool Love as much as I enjoyed writing it.