Fleur is handsy, without a doubt. There is never a time when the blonde isn't touching Hermione in some kind of way. With how much her hands wander; Hermione is certain that the blonde has mapped out her entire body and branded it as her own like an explorer on an uncharted land.
Fleur is naturally very affectionate with Hermione so ever since they have started dating, the fact that the blonde is handsy is something which Hermione just grew to tolerate. She did have trouble at first in the beginning, let her tell you.
"Fleur, come on!"
"What?"
"You know exactly what you are doing!"
"I have no idea what you are talking about."
Hermione glared at the smirking blonde, her not so innocent hand running along the brunette's thigh as they watched the impromptu Quidditch match occurring at the Quidditch pitch. With the tasks being very spaced apart, there was a lot of time for students to relax and interact with the other schools. With Quidditch being cancelled for the tournament, students began to grow a bit restless with the lack of their favourite wizarding sport and so some individuals decided to take it upon themselves to bring it back for even a little bit.
It might as well have been a proper match with crowd which filled the grandstands as the impromptu matches played. To make it into a competition, the three different schools decided to play against each other in their owns teams and currently it was Hogwarts and Beauxbatons playing, the Hogwarts team consisting of different players from different houses, Cedric playing the part of the Seeker, along with Fred and George as the beaters.
While Hermione has no particular drawing to the game, she was interested to see how the different schools would play and so she tagged along to the matches, with Fleur attending it with her and the two of them sitting in the stands with each other, along with a few of their own respective friends who were cheering for their respective team.
Hermione thought that Fleur just had innocent intentions when she brought a blanket along with them. She was not fond of the cold as well and with the weather at Hogwarts taking a turn for the worst in its winter season, Hermione did not mind at all to share a blanket with her as they sat in the stands. But her naïve mind came biting her in the ass as she literally jumped when she felt Fleur's hand on her thigh, gliding along her stocking leg rather sensually.
Hermione immediately tried to dart away but with the blonde's other hand being wrapped around her waist and keeping her stuck to her side, the brunette literally had no where to go and none of her friends have noticed her predicament, much to her relief but also to her embarrassment as Fleur was showing no signs in stopping, the only thing giving away her delight was the twinkle in her eyes and the quirking corner of her mouth.
"Fleur…" Hermione hissed out in a whisper, her hand gripping the pale wrist belong to the hand on her thigh tightly as she tried to urge the blonde to stop but Fleur just smiled, turning her head so that she brushed noses with brunette.
"I am just sitting here watching the game Hermione. Please don't' distract me from my task."
She pressed a kiss to her nose before turning back, smiling widely just as she slipped her fingers to Hermione's inner thigh. That sensation Hermione could not hide her surprise and she squeaked rather loudly, causing Ginny to turn to her in concern?
"You all right 'Mione?"
"Y-Yes! I'm fine!" She squeaked out, swallowing thickly as her cheeks burned hot as Ginny flashed her a weird look before turning back and screaming at Fred and George to get the Chaser with the Quaffle.
Hermione let out a sigh as Ginny didn't ask for anything more but then her breath hitched when she felt a small nip on her earlobe, Fleur's husked chuckle in her ears as she pulled the brunette closer by the waist.
"Such a good girl."
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Hermione wrapped her arms around Fleur's neck, smiling as the blonde wrapped her own around Hermione's waist and tugged her closely. The ceremony was beautiful, and she knew that Fleur would throw the best wedding for them both.
The Veelas were all celebrating the union of Fleur and herself and all of their friends were cheering and applauding when the two kissed, the blonde not even waiting for the officiant to finish his words as she pulled Hermione in for a kiss.
The reception was wonderful as well, and with her English friends being there, they definitely contributed to the music and so a mixture of elegance, along with pop was thrown in the music mix but it was okay because everyone was enjoying it nonetheless. After speeches and such, the reception was now at full party mode and everyone was socialising dancing while Fleur spun Hermione around in the middle of the dance floor, enjoying her time with her new wife.
"You look so beautiful." Fleur said, whispering the words against Hermione's lips before pressing them in for a kiss. Hermione chuckled as she pulled away.
"You have said that about a hundred times now."
"And I will keep saying it. You are such a beautiful bride."
Hermione blushed and Fleur just leaned in for another kiss, lifting the brunette and spinning her in a small circle as if it were part of the dance before placing her back on her feet.
"You are such a flirt." Hermione joked, making the blonde take a mock offended look at her wife.
"Hardly! I am simply complimenting my wife."
"You have also been calling me that since the ceremony. I think you like the name too much."
"Can you blame me? I have been looking forward to being able to call you my wife for years!"
Hermione smiled at that. While the two of them had been dating for a few years, if it had been Fleur's way, they would have gotten married right after Hermione graduated from Hogwarts. But the brunette managed to get them to wait for a while before finally agreeing to marry the blonde, making the veela heir the happiest woman in the world. But now, here she was, taking that last name Delacour and with a ring on her finger which was custom made by Fleur and the clan.
A lifetime with Fleur sounds exciting and the blonde has grown to be her best friend and soulmate, everything that she does being second nature now. But of course, the blonde still manages to surprise her as Hermione noticed that twinkle in Fleur's eyes again before she suddenly felt a hand squeezing her left butt cheek. She gasped and immediately smacked Fleur's shoulder.
"Fleur!"
"What? I have been looking forward to having this all to myself too! It belongs to me now."
"Seriously?"
Fleur gave her another squeeze and then locked her lips with Hermione's in a fiery kiss, a kiss which told her all the promises which Fleur had for that night. Fleur was smirking as she pulled away, pulling away so that her breath tickled Hermione's already swollen lips.
"I have also been looking forward to our wedding night. That only comes once in a lifetime, after all."
And they did enjoy it. Hours later after the reception ended and Fleur made good on her promise on starting their married life with a bang.
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To the wizarding friends that Hermione had, they did have a fascination to modern day technology, showing the same interest to it like Arthur Weasley does. TV is by far one of the biggest interests that her friends show when they get invited to their house and Hermione doesn't even blink anymore when she hears the shocked gasps and jeers from her friends as they watched the movie which was playing on the TV.
She was busy reading her book while Fleur held her from behind while the others were watching Jurassic Park, having seen the movie before but also not at all phased by her wizarding friends who were taken aback by the movie. Harry was the only one who knew about it, so he was just watching the expressions of the others with a wide smile on his face, especially focusing on Ginny as she jumped back when the dinosaurs appeared with wide eyes.
Hermione does have to admit that it is entertaining in some way.
But Hermione just turned her page rhythmically while the movie went on and she barely acknowledged Fleur's affections as the blonde nuzzled her neck, breathing in the brunette's natural scent while she held her in her arms. She was entirely used to Fleur cuddling her like this, not at all embarrassed as it was in front of her friends because they too have grown used to the PDA the couple showed. Her wife has always been like this and it hasn't changed, not one bit.
So, when she felt Fleur's hand rubbing up and down her sides and along her stomach, Hermione did not even bat an eyelash. She just kept her words on the text but tilted her head slightly to grant her wife more access to her neck which she is peppering in kisses and sometimes, nips. She turned the page to go to the next chapter when she felt one of Fleur's hands turning naughty and brushed along the front of her chest, stroking one of her clothed breasts.
Hermione just glanced over her shoulder to see the mischievous twinkle in Fleur's eyes before rolling her eyes and turning away. Without hesitation, she grabbed Fleur's hand and moved it to her stomach, where she then laced it with her own.
"Not now. I am getting to the good part."
"So was I." Fleur whispered, pressing a kiss to the brunette's earlobe but she was then punished with a light headbutt from Hermione.
"Later. When everyone is gone."
"Aww."
She could feel the blonde's pout and Hermione couldn't' stop the small smile on her face as she read the book one handed. Fleur always got so put out when her advances were rejected, but by now she is used to Hermione's reactions to her handsy advances.
She can't not touch her wife and despite Hermione always scolding the blonde for the touches, she actually enjoys them. Fleur being handsy is just another way for her to tell the brunette how much she loves her and the brunette won't limit her wife from her way of showing love.