Goooooood moooooorning everyone or rather afternoon really...it is I, the lovable scallywag known as Mira Quinn. I am posting up four stories that are various lengths towards being done. Feel free to submit ideas, endings or heck even a new title.

The four stories are:

1. When Harry met Gabby - Harry x Gabrielle - Tri-Wizard tournament and beyond?

2. Harry Potter and the Bond - Harry x Fleur - Soul Bond - Summer before Tri-wizard tournament

3. Healing Bones - Harry x Susan Bones - Before 5th year

4. The Princess and the Golden Boy - Harry x Daphne - Triwizard Tournament

I'm going to see how these go but I've also got a couple of non Tri-wizard stories with pairings like femHarry x Tonks, Harry and the Carrow sisters, as well as Harry and Hermione. Let me know if you want to see those and I can place them up.

I absolutely love all your comments and suggestions so as always...

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Gabrielle Delacour was wandering the grounds of Hogwarts shortly after the second task. Her thoughts were on her savior. Really the only person to care about her well-being. To everyone else she was just Fleur's little sister. Everyone was always complaining that she wasn't more like Fleur. She'd heard it her whole life and she was sick of it. Even Fleur's worry about her almost dying after the second task hadn't posted long and so Gabrielle had gone exploring. Gabrielle shook the thoughts from her head as she found herself near the lake once more. She could see rocks skipping across the surface of the lake not far away but she couldn't see who was throwing them. Quietly Gabrielle made her way towards the spot, going between trees and around some bushes. There, with a rock in his hand, was the boy she had been thinking about.

"Bonjour 'arry!" The dark haired boy turned towards the voice and saw the young French girl standing there but she looked different than the last time he saw her.

"Hey Gabrielle. I'm surprised you found me. Are you alone," the Gryffindor asked.

"Oui. Et Seems ze worry over ze second task is gone. Fleur iz back to her normal self. I get tired of 'earing how I need to be more like Fleur." Gabrielle was shocked that she let all that out. She was normally one to keep her emotions in check. She had years of practice and in 30 seconds she had spilled it to the Boy-Who-Lived.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I understand what it's like though...to a degree. Everyone wants to talk to Harry Potter, the boy who lived. The one who defeated moldy shorts before he could speak. Though some prefer Harry Potter, Youngest seeker in centuries. Now I get to add Tri-wizard participant to the list." He sighed before looking at her. He then cocked his head slightly to the side. "You look different Gabrielle. Taller maybe?" Gabrielle smiled. Of course he would be the only one to notice.

"Oui 'arry. 'ow much do you know about Veela?"

"Next to nothing I'm afraid. Fireballs, allure, and avian form pretty much covers it and that's just what I got from watching the world cup."

"Zat is still somezing, no? Anyway, ze reason I bring et up iz because I'm maturing. Et is a special ability of ze Veela. Zey stay younger looking even zough ze may look 8 or 9 so could actually be 13. Most Veela stay zat way until zey are 15 unless zere are special circumstances. Et turns out zat being a Tri-wizard hostage iz enough to fulfill ze requirement. After ze second task, I started changing. You are ze only one to notice," Gabrielle stated sadly. Harry tossed the rock into the water before going over to the young girl and hugging her. Gabrielle was surprised but returned the hug.

"I'm sorry Gabrielle."

"Et iz not your fault 'arry."

"You're right. It's not but at the very least your sister should have said something or noticed since she went through the same thing."

"Non. Fleur Is too wrapped up in 'erself. She was always spoiled by maman and grandmere."

"Well you're welcome to stay here with me. It's nice to have some company and your presence is refreshing." Gabrielle blushed and smiled before nodding.

"Oui. I would like zat."

"Do you know how to skip rocks?" Gabrielle shook her head.

"Non. It was not acceptable for me to learn such zings. I was to be seen not 'eard. Ze worst part was zey would make me wear zese cloz zat were for ze 8 and 9 year olds. Ze ones wiz ze big bows and ze flowers." She scrunched up her face. "It iz awful."

"Are you sure we don't have the same life," Harry asked, astonished. Gabrielle thought about it and smirked.

"I don't know. Zough I zink zat you would look ridiculous in zose dresses." Harry looked confused before Gabrielle started laughing. It made him smile.

"No dresses but every time I go back home I am forced to wear my cousin's hand me downs. It doesn't sound bad but he's the size of a sea lion. I'm always stuck with stuff that doesn't fit or has holes."

"We are quite ze pair, non?" Harry nodded.

"Makes me just want to… I don't know…get away from it all?"

"Well if you do, can I come too? I am sick of being ze 13 year old who is eizer being treated like a child or like I don't exist." Harry's eyes widened as he thought about it.

"Are you serious? You...want to run away…with me?" Gabrielle nodded.

"Oui. Soon I will look much older and zen...POOF." Harry thought about it and nodded.

"There's someone I need to contact but let me see if I can't figure it out alright?" Gabrielle nodded. Her heart raced as she thought along running away with the boy she had a crush on. With that being said, Harry and Gabrielle spent time talking and getting to know each other as they skipped rocks. Gabrielle was a quick study and soon her rocks were skipping as far as his.

That evening, after dinner, Harry had grabbed a piece of parchment and lay on his bed to write in privacy.

Padfoot,

I'm writing because I'm not sure what to do and I need a little advice. With the school year ending soon, Dumbledore will surely send me back to Durzkaban but I'm not going. I plan on leaving as soon as the tournament ends. I refuse to spend my summer slaving away and being mistreated. I was wondering if you knew of a place where we could go. Yes I said we. Gabrielle Delacour is coming with me. Our backgrounds are too similar and she has had enough as well. It turns out that she is only a year younger than me. Something needs to change and we aren't going to wait around for it to do it on its own. We're going to take charge of our own lives for once.

Harry

With the letter being written he made his way down to the owlery. As soon as he landed Hedwig flew down to him. He quickly attached the letter before petting her.

"This goes to Sirius, ok girl?" Hedwig let out a hoot and then took off. With his task being accomplished there was nothing to do but wait. He headed back inside to do a bit of homework before bed.

As soon as he entered the common room Hermione looked up from the table where she'd been working. "Where DO you keep going? You were gone most of the day, only showing up for dinner and then you left again."

"I went to send an owl. Is that ok," Harry responded in a snappier tone than he meant.

"I was just curious. You're acting...off today Harry and I'm worried."

"I know you are 'Mione but everything is fine. Let me grab my stuff and I'll come join you." Harry disappeared upstairs only to return moments later with his school bag.