Fleur didn't have much free time. Of course, due to the third task, the blonde had the opportunity to take her exams before the other students. But that just ended up consuming her entire agenda and turning her into a soulless machine powered by coffee.

Hermione had to persuade her with kisses to at least have some tea before bed to help with the stress. It helped, but Fleur wasn't going to admit it. The blonde still thought tea tasted like dirty water no matter how much sugar she put in.

Diana, who didn't care much about the results of her exams anyway, spent much of her time finishing her portfolio of clothing models and dueling with Fleur. There is always a motherfucker peaceful student in the chaos of exams. Fleur wanted to strangle as much as to thank her friend for her help.

Sitting in the Great hall while waiting to be called to the last task she could only think that wanted all of this to end soon. Maybe if she pouted a little bit, she could get Hermione to give her another massage after the task.

"You are making that face again." Diana said monotonously.

"What face?" Fleur, who had barely started eating her toast asked confused.

"The face you make every time you think something naughty about Hermione." Diana didn't even take her eyes off her oatmeal while said that.

If Fleur had been drinking a juice she would have to spit It out with the answer. Which would be funny, but luckily her reaction to turning red like a tomato with her mouth open like a fish was also hilarious.

"I don't think naughty things in the middle of breakfast." She said in a low muffled voice.

"Do you think about it after eating then? Well, at least the brain already has fuel to imagine whatever you two do in your spare time." Why I'm even your friend again?

Fleur didn't have much time to give a rude answer back professor Mcgonagall came to pick her up to go and receive her family. She met Harry along the way. The boy looked nervous and uncomfortable. It could be said by the constant tic of adjusting his glasses. Fleur only noticed because she had the same tick.

"Are you ok Harry?"

"Oh, Hi Fleur." He sighed "I'm just not sure who I'll find waiting for me, I don't exactly have the most receptive family."

Her heart broke after hearing that.

"You can stay with us If you want, I'm sure my parents won't mind." The boy gave her an odd smile.

"I appreciate the offer but I think Hermione will kill me if I get introduced to your family before her." He laughed trying to release the mood.

"The offer remains." said while opening the door.

It turned out that Harry did have a receptive family waiting for him on the other side. The Weasleys embraced him as soon as they saw him. Fleur was happy for the boy. He looked so light along with the pair of red hair nearby. Wait that is Bill right?

Ginny commented that one of her older brothers worked at the bank and judging by the long hair and earplugs that were the brother. Fleur saved this information for later, it would be great for networking.

"Fleur dear, we are so proud of your tournament performance so far I just wish your grandmother could be here to see."

"It's ok Mom, she sent me a letter wishing me luck this morning."

"So…" Oh no, Fleur knew that look "We congratulate you already, asked about your life and school I think now you just need to introduce us to your so famous girlfriend."

"Your father is absolutely right!" They sure rehearsed that "Show us the girl who managed to get you to write a five-page letter just mumbling about how great she is."

Oh yeah, the letter... it is perhaps not the best move give ammunition to your mother to tease you. In her defense, what you guys even wanted her to do? Hermione was wonderful and when Fleur started citing the girl qualities she couldn't shut up. But maybe five pages had gone too far, the blonde had lesser homework than that.

"I think she is at the Great Hall now." Fleur hoped she wasn't.

"And what are we still doing here then? chop-chop." Her mother started walking in front of the castle halls that she was not familiar with at all.

It would be a long day.

Hermione, unaware that she was being hunted, returned carefree from the library. Apparently, it was never too late to find any spells that would help Harry in the tournament.

Ron had started making fun of the girl saying that she was not giving priority to her girlfriend. Hermione merely said that Fleur was two years more experienced and did not request her help in the tournament, the girls were the best in the class for a reason for Merlin's sake. He only shut up after receiving a murderous look from Ginny.

Crossing the Great Hall gate, Hermione came across a pair of redheads she hadn't expected.

"Hey Mrs. Weasley." it was a tentative greeting.

After all the articles by Rita Skeeter Hermione knew that the matriarch was not having a positive opinion about her. Why the woman believed she was dating Harry but didn't believe Harry had gone crazy with fame was a mystery.

"Hello Hermione." her tone was cold and distant.

Seeing her friend clear discomfort Harry only did the right thing.

"Hum, Mrs. Weasley you know that what they said in the paper is a lie, Hermione is not my girlfriend."

"Oh, of course, I know that dear." She didn't but became much warmer with Hermione after that.

"Honestly the things they are saying are absurd, they even invented that Hermione was basically engaged to one of the participants. What was her name again? Ah yes, the Delacour girl."

Okay, Hermione didn't know what asshole Rita Skeeter had taken that shit from. Even though this time it was technically true given the fact that they were mates... She shouldn't be spreading personal information like that! Hermione hadn't even bought a ring yet!

"Actually Mrs. Weasley about that…" She didn't have time to finish when she was interrupted by a hug, almost a push from behind.

Despite the blond hair, she knew that the short being was not her girlfriend.

"Gabrielle! I'm so sorry Hermione, she forgets how to behave when she's excited." Gabrielle was reluctantly pulled aside by Fleur "She really wanted to meet you."

"It's fine love." Patting the small girl on the head, Hermione approached and gave Fleur a peck on the lips.

Mrs. Weasley gasps loudly.

"Hermione I can't believe you are really engaged!"

"Who is engage?" Fleur's mother asked as coming from behind with Fleur's father.

Well... fuck.

After resolving the misunderstanding the conversation was very pleasant. Apolline Delacour after seeing how her daughter interacted with Hermione seemed incredibly satisfied and immediately approved the relationship between the two. Which in reality only meant that Fleur had to hear her mother tell all of her embarrassing stories to her girlfriend. She was so happy that they weren't at home and there was no way to show her baby pictures.

Thank's Merlin she was called to enter the maze, Fleur didn't know how much more she would take without turning into a red pile of mortification.

The judges explained the rules and security measures. That wasn't very good, but this whole tournament was a mess so it was already expected.

Having the advantage of entering first, she took the opportunity to try to determine the pattern of the maze. Many dead ends and dangerous creatures lurking. Great, just fucking great.

Looking at the bush walls and thinking about how much time would have passed, she noticed something curious. It was a shoe forgotten on the floor. Well, if it had a shoe, someone had come by before. With a quick scan of the area, she barely paid attention to where she stepped and ended up hitting a little hill and falling.

Ouch! Merde, why I keep doing this?

Raising her head from the mud Fleur could only thank that no one had seen it.

Was that Krum left petrified on the ground?

Fleur barely had time to get up when the world was consumed by darkness.

Hermione was watching from the stands with the Weasley and Delacour family. Which consisted of looking at the entrance to the maze for hours until something happened. Really who had this idea?

But it was not the constant boredom that was distressing the girl. She could feel her heart beating in the throat, hands sweating and had an almost uncontrollable desire to run away, almost like a pulling. Something was wrong.

"Hermione dear are you ok?" a worried Mrs. Weasley asked.

"I… I…" she swallowed "Don't… know."

The girl was shaking, the agitation was not allowing her to speak properly. And then red sparks were seen in the sky. Hermione has lost all coherent thought.

Find her.

She ran from the stands towards the maze and only stops halfway because Ginny and Ron had been holding her by the wrists.

"Hermione came dow… " Ron had to dodge a kick "Fuck, how you are so strong?"

"I need to get in there!" her friends barely recognized her voice, It barely looked human.

"Mione came the fuck down!" Ginny shouted.

But she only stopped fighting for a second when saw the teachers bringing two bodies out of the maze. Ron and Ginny froze watching the scene which allowed her to get free and run towards the petrified blue eyes that called her.

"Fleur!"

Her hands were cold and her face had a blank expression of confusion. It was like looking at a marble statue.

"Hermione, step aside please." Madam Pomfrey said in the kindest voice she could to the crying girl.

The rational part of her brain made Hermione obey. And the nurse performed a quick examination for any more wounds before casting the spell to de-petrify the blonde.

Fleur woke up with a gasp and a flying hug.

"Mon Coeur? What are you doing here?"

Hermione just buried her face in the girl's neck without answering anything. Which was generally great but in the current situation quite confusing. She was out of the maze? Her parents were arguing with Madame Maxime, apparently complaining about their daughter being petrified? Wait, was I petrified?

"Miss Delacour, can you tell me who did this to you?" Professor Mcgonagall asked.

"I…"

Fleur didn't even have a chance to answer. Harry appeared in the middle of the lawn in tears clinging to Cedric's body.

The walk to the train platform has never been so quiet. The Hogwarts quartet plus the veela girl could be seen from a distance.

"The boys and I will go ahead." Ginny said.

"We will?" Ginny pulled Ron by the arm while murmuring something like a dense idiot.

Leaving the two girls alone now. Fleur took Hermione's hand in hers, looking affectionately into the brown eyes she loved so much.

"I'm staying in London." her tone was decisive "I was accepted into a position at Gringotts as a Curse-breaker."

"Fleur that's great!" Hermione was genuinely happy for her girlfriend "I know how much you wanted to follow this profession."

Pulling a hair out of Fleur's face, she put her hand on the blonde's cheek. Fleur gave in to the touch instantly.

"I'm not saying goodbye to you." Hermione said as the space between them narrowed.

"Me neither." Fleur sighed sweetly "I want to meet you during your school holidays while I'm in London, want to know more about the city you grew up in, want to exchange letters with you." connecting your eyes with the girl's ended "I don't know what the future holds but I know I want to be by your side even when we are physically far away from each other. I will do everything to try to close that distance because... My soul call for you and I don't want to hear any other songs just... your's."

I love you, you are my sunshine.

"The beautiful part of our souls choosing each other is that I don't want to hear any other songs either. I promise to be by your side even from a distance, I love you, I love you so much."

They shared a passionate kiss in the middle of the train station. None of them cared who saw them.

They didn't say goodbye to each other.

They say until soon.