Hermione was thinking about how to talk to Ron. She didn't want to make a big announcement about the thing. So the girl was just going to sit with him in the common room and go straight to the point. Or gay to the point. But the universe has other plans for their talk apparently.

"Why are you two sitting depressed on the couch?"

"Because… shhh you, because they were both rejected by the girls they invited to the dance." Ginny to be fair was laughing at them equally.

"Well, I hope you two will learn the lesson of inviting someone sooner." despite saying both her jab was more directed at Ron. Hermione did not appreciate the comments the boy had been making about her colleagues' appearance "Who did you two even invite too?"

"Cho Chang" Harry replied in a timid voice "She is going with Cedrico."

"Sorry Harry, I know how much you want to go with her."

"Hey, why don't you feel sorry for me too?" Ron shouted.

"No, you have been a pig so I'm not sorry for your rejection, who was the girl anyway?" Hermione has to thank the girl later.

As soon as the question was asked Harry and Ginny started to stare at the wall while Ron became red as his hair. Ok, this reaction is awkward, who did he invite?

"I… I try to invite Fleur to the ball."

Hermione is not a jealous girlfriend. She knew very well that the blonde had been receiving invitations to the ball. And rejecting all of them. Even though she knew that the girl couldn't control the pang of irritation in her chest.

"You try to invite Fleur Delacour to the ball?" Ok, she was pissed. Ginny trying to save her brother's life intervened.

"He basically yelled in the hall if she wanted to go to the dance with him, and ran off when she just stared at him." he caused a scene and is ashamed of it was what she tried to say. Unfortunately, all Hermione heard was that he yelled at her lady.

"Well serves you right, I hope the next girl you invite will do much more than just staring at you for causing a scene." But Ron didn't register the bitterness in her voice.

"Hey Hermione, Neville is right, you are a girl."

"Thanks for noticing."

"You can go with one of us!"

Neville, different from Ron, tried to invite Hermione before as friends. The witch kindly refused because the girl said she was already going with Fleur to the ball and suggested that since the boy just wanted a date as a friend he could invite Ginny instead. The redhead being a year younger could only go to the ball if someone older invited her. She thanked her friend later and everything was resolved. Unlike this proposal.

"First I am not some kind of last resort for you, second I already have a date for the dance."

"No you haven't, you just said that to get rid of Neville."

"Mate…" Harry failed to alleviate the situation.

"For your information unlike you I had the descent to invite someone without shouting through the halls and she said yes!" Hermione said that and went angrily to her room.

"Wait, Hermione invited a girl?" Harry slapped his friend on the head after that.

The next morning after having Ginny, Harry, and even Neville scold his ear Ron did not press on the subject. He was still trying to find out who Hermione had invited but the girl refused to give any information and no person who knew helped him to find out.

The smart witch had better things to worry about. Like school work, help Harry in the tournament, and her cute girlfriend. Fleur, for her part, had only one problem to solve.

"Diana, do you really think she will like my gift?" Diana took a long breath hearing this.

"For the last time" she took the girl by the shoulders and looked at her as she spoke "it took you three weeks doing this, it's so romantic and sweet that I think I developed diabetes just by looking at It and that girl loves you if you gave a rock with a ribbon called Bob she would love it."

"I know I am exaggerating a little, but it seems that in our relationship I am never the person who takes the initiative." this was bothering Fleur.

Hermione was the one who offered her friendship. The one who suggested they meet at the castle. The one who confessed and invited her to the dance. It seemed that Fleur never dared to take the first step and was leaving everything on Hermione's back. Well not anymore. It was time to put aside her insecurities and show that the blonde was also committed to this relationship.

"Look, I understand that you are scared and maybe giving a reason for your negative thoughts speak so my job here is to be the person who has to put sense in your head." Time for the support friend to show "Hermione values hard work and effort and you put that a lot in your present, she will like it."

"Thanks, Diana, I don't know what I would do without you."

"Probably hit your head on the wall or make the terrible decision to dye your hair green."

"Jerk."

Fleur waited for Hermione in the carriage common room. She was still angry with Ron so the girls decided to exchange their Christmas gifts at the Beauxbatons place. Most students had already become accustomed to the constant presence of the Gryffindor anyway. A knock on the door was enough to make Fleur run to answer it.

"Merry Christmas mon Coeur!" The blonde said as she gave the girl a big hug and filled her head with light kisses. Hermione loved every second of it.

"Hello, my love, merry Christmas to you too" realizing she wasn't going to be released so soon she added "May I come in? It's cold outside."

"Of course, come in." Despite releasing her from the embrace, Fleur still held the girl's hand while taking her lion to the fireplace "I have your present right here with me, want to open it?"

"Yes, but I would like you to open my first." curiosity is greater than stubbornness and that's what made Fleur give in and open the little package.

What was inside took her breath away. It was a necklace, a delicate silver chain connected to a swan-shaped crystal pendant. Hermione gave Fleur her patronum.

"It's a mood pendant, it turns blue every time you are feeling down. I wanted to give you this so that you will always have a happy memory around you." I wish your happiness above all things was what Hermione trying to say.

Fleur almost cried with happiness.

"Can you help me to put it on?" She said while turning her back on Hermione.

The smart witch moved Fleur's blond hair to the side and closed the pendant. Hugging her girlfriend from behind she asked with her mouth very close to the other girl's ear.

"So do you like It?" her tone was flirtatious.

"I'll never take it off my neck." Fleur felt the sweet sensation of Hermione's lips descending under her neck "But as much as I want to show you how much I loved the gift you still need to open mine." The blonde said in a hushed tone. She had to resist the temptation of kissing the hell out Hermione for the greater good.

"It's fine, we can come back to that later. Give me my present." Fleur took out a square package from behind the couch and hand it to Hermione.

She did not stop being nervous when the brunette tore the paper. Hermione stared at the object in front of her, it was a book? No, a diary maybe? The cover was a delicate blue, with a small lock on the side.

"Did you give me a diary?"

"Nope, I was inspired by Muggle technology to do that, here let me show you." Fleur took the gift from Hermione's hand and opened it on a random page. "The yellow pages act as a search engine, I was able to connect with the main book collections available around the world. If you have any doubts just write the question here and it points you to the book that has the answer or if you want to check it directly the pages with the information appeared for you too." Fleur was getting excited while explaining but now came the part that made her apprehensive "The white pages are for correspondence, it works as an email, it saves the old messages in the memory and you can send new ones without worrying about ending the pages." She took a breath "I have a notebook that receives and sends the messages, so that way we can continue sending letters to each other or quick notes during the day more easily when the tournament is over and I am no longer around the whole time."

That was the way Fleur found to show that this relationship was also important to her. A promise that she wanted the relationship to last a long time. Even from a distance, Fleur did not want to part the connection with her precious lion. She wants the whole package, meeting someone, spending time with the person, learning new things about It other every day. Love. This gift was a promise of love.

The blonde barely finished explaining the gift before being attacked by a bear hug from Hermione. Between tearful happy muffled sighs of I love you, Christmas morning couldn't be better for both.

After lunchtime, the girls spent a few hours cuddling on the couch before saying goodbye so they both could get ready for the ball at night.

Diana, wearing a new silver scarf courtesy of Hermione, was helping Fleur with her hair.

"I know you want to look pretty and whatever but you don't think it's a little over the top four hours of hair hydration and facial mask?"

"I didn't judge you when you dragged me between stores for three hours to choose a dress and give up in the middle to buy a suit instead." Fleur raised a perfect eyebrow retracing the comment about her appearance care.

"Point taken, want help with makeup later? I want to test a new shade of lipstick on you."

"You know I will."

After the two finished getting ready, they headed for the Great Hall entrance gate. Fleur, being one of the champions, was forced to open the ball with the other participants and couldn't afford to be late. She found a nervous Harry waiting with a girl in a colorful sari beside him.

"Hello Harry, did you happen to see my date?"

The few times they interacted before Fleur started dating Hermione were not the most friendly. He believed that she was the Ice Queen before.

But the boy was one of the brunette's best friends so after all the discovery of Fleur being Hermione's friend letter they both came to an agreement to be at least cordial until they got to know each other better and could build a friendship. It was a beginning.

"Hello Fleur, I didn't see her for the rest of the day apart from this morning."

"You think…" she was interrupted before finishing her question by a stunned Parvati.

"Oh Merlin, she looks beautiful!"

The blonde slowly turned her head to contemplate who had caused this reaction in the girl.

Immediately Fleur's breath got stuck in her lugs.

Coming down the stairs was the most divine creature of all time. Her Hermione was wearing a blue dress that matched the blonde perfectly. She had done something with her hair, now her difficult-to-tame curls were beautifully defined and falling over her shoulders. She looks beautiful.

As if in a trance, Fleur headed toward her girlfriend. A smile never leaving her lips.

"I fear that I have no appropriate words to express how splendid you are today mon amour." Fleur said as she took the girl's hand and kissed her.

"You don't look bad yourself, miss Delacour."

They would have been lost in each other's eyes for the rest of the night if Professor Mcgonagall had not appeared to put the champions in the front row.

They walked through the hall and many eyes fell on the two witches. Either because the Beauxbatons champion had brought a girl to the ball or out of envy that the most intelligent witch at Hogwarts had gotten the most desired girl in the castle as a date didn't matter.

Because during the entire entrance and the dinner that followed during the night our two girls could only pay attention to each other's orbit.

During the opening dance, Fleur offered to led and they danced until their feet started to hurt.

"Want to stop for a while to rest mon Coeur?"

The two stopped to talk with the boys for a while. Ron, despite being full of jealousy, was unable to speak a word against the two thanks to the constant presence of Fleur thrall. Who even knew it would come in handy. The two witches abandoned them later to go to the garden and enjoy the night view.

"Did you like the dance mon ange?" Fleur said as she brushed a hair off the other girl's face.

"I would like any dance as long as I can be by your side." Hermione laying her cheek on the blonde's hand replied "But tonight was perfect anyway."

"Yeah?" Fleur leaned closer to her girlfriend's body. Never breaking eye contact the brunette confirmed.

"Very much."

The kiss that took place in the moonlight was the best way to end their day.