|-OvO-|

Fleur had talked to Harry in the morning, his excitement over flying lessons had been infectious. Harry had always loved flying in all of its forms, he had been pretty broken up when the Quidditch teams had been systematically captured and tortured under suspicion of smuggling resistance members across international borders. The fact that the accusations were true had just made things worse. She promised herself she would go see his first game. Harry was late in contacting her, she realised it was getting close to midnight. She checked her mirror and heard muffled voices, Harry among them.

She wished that she had the marauders map, it would make keeping track of everything much easier. She could steal it once Harry got ahold of it, according to Harry himself he very rarely remembered he had it. Leave it to Harry to get his hands on a powerful object and ignore it. She heard young Neville's voice come through the mirror clearly "Don't leave me!" That was odd, Harry and him were not friends until later. She grabbed her black robes and glamored them to have Gryffindor trimmings, looked at herself in the room's mirror then flipped the larger mirror over.

"'Ope zis works," Fleur mumbled to herself and pushed the wood backing of the portrait away and fell to the carpeted ground outside of Hogwarts tower. She was just in time to see a hesitant Neville shoot a scared look back at the portrait. She followed quickly, they made their way into the depths of the castle coming out at a trophy room of some sort. She watched as the vagrant man that had sniffed around the room of requirement shuffled into view mumbling about students out past curfew. She walked over to a suit of armor and pushed the shield out of his hand and then jogged back to the trophy room careful to skirt the man and his cat.

She watched as Harry and his friends ran from the room, she ran after they cornered themselves against a locked door rather quickly. Their loud flight had brought the man after them, just before he turned the corner Hermione managed to get the door open. Fleur was not quick enough to go in with them, she waited patiently for the man to leave, his cat glared at her. The second he was out of sight the door burst open and Harry and his friends ran out and slammed the door looking pale. She followed them back to Gryffindor tower as they quietly talked about a large dog, she did remember Hagrid's three-headed dog, Harry had mentioned it being a guard in the school. That had almost fled her memory entirely, once she watched them go back into Gryffindor tower she went back through the halls herself.

Fleur picked her way to the place Harry had spent a fair amount of his youth, the hospital wing. She had been meaning to find a way to get him checked up for malnutrition, she had suspected it many times across the years, childhood malnutrition was serious and better taken care of as soon as possible. She found a painting of a witch in a nurse's uniform and released her disillusionment "Excusez moi, where can I find ze nurse?"

The witch in the painting gave her an odd look "I did not know we were taking in continentals, moon troubles dear? The office is just down this hallway on the right, the sign reads 'Infirmary'" The witch pointed as well as she could.

Fleur shot her a grateful smile and recast her disillusionment, she found the infirmary easily, if she had just kept going she would have found it herself. She gently pushed open the door and went to a desk near a door in the back, she lit her wand dimly and flipped through papers on the desk. She found report after report on incidences small and large, the danger of Hogwarts seemed to be much higher than Beauxbatons. She opened a drawer carefully and saw a stack of report forms for teachers, she carefully pulled one out, took the quill from the desk and carefully filled it out.

Staff Member: Rubeus Hagrid

Student: Harry Potter

Injury: Boy seems half-starved.

Fleur hoped that would be enough of a domino. She had made her writing large and clumsy, she had done her best to remember the Christmas notes Harry had received from the man with a tin of rock-hard biscuits Harry had insisted on boiling in a pot until they became lumpy bits in their camp stew. She left it on the desk as if someone had left it haphazardly. Fleur yawned and whispered "Tempus." It was late, she would have to drink coffee in the morning, she hated coffee, it was far too bitter. The trip back to Gryffindor tower and through the mirror went without a hitch, she barely remembered stumbling into her bed fully dressed.

|-OvO-|

"Fleur?" Fleur blearily heard Harry's voice calling for her, she pushed through the haze and sat up. She saw Harry looking at her from her desk, "Fleur… why are you wearing Gryffindor robes?"

Fleur looked down at herself then back at Harry "School project?"

Harry laughed "Oi, I thought you were going to come here. Wouldn't that be brilliant?"

Fleur gave a weak smile "Oui, 'Arry. That would be. 'Ow was flight lessons?"

Harry's whole face lit up and he leaned in "Brilliant! Fleur, I can fly! It was just amazing, I stopped a bully. And then I went to go fight him at night and was almost killed by a great big dog."

Fleur laughed, her mirth cutting through her exhaustion "'Arry, zat sounds like quite a day."

Harry beams "And I was put on the Quidditch team! They needed a seeker. Fleur, what's a seeker?"

Fleur chuckled "Zey chase ze snitch 'Arry. Eet is a leetle gold ball with wings. Very fast."

Harry looks thoughtful "Thanks Fleur, better go grab breakfast."

Fleur shot him a smile, tucked the mirror into her chest pocket and took off for her own classes.

|-OvO-|

Harry excitedly talked as Fleur nodded and smiled, doing her Ancient runes homework at the same time. "And McGonagall gave me a Nimbus 2000, it is the best broom!"

Fleur shot him a brief grin stopping her work "Zat is great 'Arry, when is your first practice?"

"Tonight!" Harry said with excitement.

"Well good luck 'Arry. If I don't see you later, Bon nuit, as well."

Harry chuckled "Thanks Fleur! Good luck with your schoolwork." He waved and the mirror shifted as he tucked it under his pillow, she heard him start to scrabble around then the sound faded.

|-OvO-|

"Happy Halloween Fleur!" Harry said excitedly.

"Happy Halloween 'Arry." She said as she looked around the room for her school hat.

"Are you doing anything fun there? We have giant Jack-o-lanterns and a feast later." Harry said.

Fleur found her hat and pulled it on and looked at Harry as if she could see herself in a mirror "Oui, 'Arry. Eet is my birthday, I will be getting presents from my family and Beauxbatons always celebrates all hallows with a spirit dance."

Harry looked stunned "It's your birthday? Spirit dance?"

Fleur chuckled "Oui, 'Arry. Eet is a school dance, Zis is the first year I could go. But I won't. I will come back 'ere and study."

"I didn't get you anything, I would go to the dance with you…" Harry said with a blush.

"You got me ze best gift 'Arry, A friend. And perhaps we will get to dance togezer one day." She said wistfully remembering her horrible Yule ball.

Harry gave her a nervous smile "I will see you later okay? We can talk all night."

Fleur waved as he left, she was torn. She wanted to watch over Harry, she knew he would face a troll tonight, but teachers were going to be around. She couldn't risk it, she knew Harry had put in a lot more effort into his magical education this time around. He knew Hermione had told her she had accepted Harry as an older brother that night, it was a relationship Fleur knew was good for him.

|-OvO-|

Fleur tried to keep herself busy, she knew that the troll dying last time had probably been luck. But hoped that it would repeat itself, she realised she had been putting a lot of faith in everything playing out the same. "Fleur?" Harry's voice broke through her nervous recriminations.

"Oh zank god, 'Arry. Zought you 'ad forgotten." She said reflexively.

Harry looked a little hurt then his face shifted to excitement "I fought a troll!"

Fleur feigned surprise "A troll 'Arry? What was a troll doing in 'Ogwarts?"

Harry looked thoughtful "No idea."

Fleur looked him over, he was covered in small cuts and growing bruises "'Arry, you look like you survived a tornado."

Harry looked at himself then back up "I am okay Fleur. Happy Birthday."

She smiled at him "You want to 'elp me with my charms paper 'Arry?"

"Anything you want Fleur, it is your day." They both smiled at each other, their hearts beating a little faster.

|-OvO-|

Harry had talked for a week about his upcoming match, Fleur looked forward to it for two reasons. She was going to go watch Harry fly if it killed her, and the match happened to coincide with her school's first match, if everything worked out she would rake in a decent pile of galleons from her bets. She put on her Gryffindor robes and disillusioned herself and slipped through the mirror. She made her way out into the open air and down to the fields, the quidditch pitch was of professional quality, the British put a lot of focus on school-aged quidditch playing. Fleur shook her head at the display and made her way into the stands. As she made her way up she spotted a pair of omnioculars from the seat next to an older witch that must be a teacher.

Fleur waited, then watched as the match got underway, she got to watch Harry for barely five minutes before she saw his broom lock up and start to shake. Fleur scanned the stands watching for Harry's friends, she spotted a sign that said 'Potter for president' and Hermione rushing away. She followed her and watched as she knocked over a man in a turban, that must be Quirrel she thought to herself. She watched as Harry got back control and plummeted out of the air, barely pulling up in time and rolling into the grass. He seemed to choke then spit out the snitch. Fleur had seen enough she ran to get back to her room and changed.

|-OvO-|

She was still red in the face and breathing hard when she heard Harry getting comfortable on his bed. "Fleur!"

She spun as if he interrupted her "Oui, 'Arry? 'Ow was your match?"

Harry almost shouted "I caught the snitch! We won!"

Fleur clapped "Go Gryffindor! 'Arry! Go celebrate with your 'ouse!"

Harry looked at her then jumped up and disappeared, Fleur smirked and sat down at her desk to catch her breath.

|-OvO-|

Fleur spent a day gathering her winnings for the match at her school, she almost felt bad emptying out the pockets of her school mates then remembered how they treated her. She was a pariah, the girls had formed some sort of anti-Fleur cluband the boys were too scared to talk to her despite her beauty in case they permanently ruined their chances with the other witches. She took her earnings and bought Harry and herself a mokeskin pouch large enough for their mirrors.

|-OvO-|

Fleur woke to something scratching at her window on Christmas morning, she moaned and rolled over, Hedwig was waiting patiently on her sill. She rolled out of bed and let her in, closing it quickly to keep out the chill. She took the roll of parchment off Hedwig's leg and pulled out a bag of owl treats and let Hedwig have as many as she wanted. She waited until Hedwig was done then opened the window for her. She put on a robe and waited patiently for Harry.

It wasn't long before she heard him start to stir "'Arry?" she said quietly. His bottle-green eyes filled the mirror a moment later.

"Fleur? Merry Christmas." She saw him look around then up with surprise "I have presents!"

Fleur grinned at him "Merry Christmas 'Arry, mine is ze small blue one. Open eet before anyone else wakes up."

Harry shot her a grin then came back with the small parcel "I sent you something too." Fleur smiled at him and grabbed the rolled parchment from the top of her stack.

"Should we open zem togezer?" Fleur asked, her hand hovering over the parchment. Harry nodded and she opened it as he did, Fleur wanted to see Harry's face but her eyes locked on to the powder blue silk ribbon that slipped out of the rolled parchment then a white lily flower. She blinked back tears, it was like a gift from her Harry, from both Harry's.

"Fleur… why are you crying?" She looked up at Harry holding the mokeskin pouch and looking at her.

"Eet is nothing 'Arry, I love eet. Thank you." she said a quaver in her voice.

Harry gave an uncertain smile "Good, I thought it would look really nice in your hair. What is this?" He motioned with the pouch.

"Oh eet is mokeskin 'Arry. Anyzing you put in eet can only be removed by you. I zought our mirrors…" She said another tear leaking down her cheek.

She heard "Happy Christmas" mumbled from Harry's left, She watched the mirror go dark as Harry slipped it into his pouch. Fleur remembered this was quite a busy day for Harry, she took one last look at the mirror and went to join her family for Christmas.

|-OvO-|

She left her mirror propped up on her desk after Christmas dinner with her family. She patiently waited for Harry while reading her fourth-year books. It had taken her the better part of the year but she had done as much study as she could on her third -year materials and was halfway through her fourth year. She would probably have to go back and study it more next year but that didn't bother her, she had already ordered the fifth-year books figuring she would need them before the end of the year. It was after midnight before she heard Harry's voice, it snapped her out of her nap on her book.

"Fleur! I got an invisibility cloak for Christmas! I thought I would use it to sneak into the library and look for who Nicolas Flamel is…"

"'E is an Alchemist 'Arry." Fleur said sleepily.

Harry looked stunned "I could have just asked you… bloody hell. I ran all over the school. I found a mirror that shows me my family, my parents."

"Zat is nice 'Arry." she said honestly "What did zey look like?"

Harry looked thoughtful "Like me… My mum had red hair and green eyes, my dad had messy black hair. Fleur, what would Nicolas Flamel have to hide?"

Fleur paused and shook her head to wake up a little more "'E is famous for making ze philosopher's stone, also known as ze sorcerer's stone. Eet makes a potion zat makes you live longer and it is rumored it can make gold."

Harry gulped "Yeah, that would be worth hiding wouldn't it? I think my potions teacher is trying to steal it from the school."

Fleur nodded "'Arry, you got an invisibility cloak? Zose are very rare. You should be careful 'o sees it."

Harry nodded and pulled a little bit of it out of the mokeskin pouch, Fleur was slightly surprised it fit. "I will keep it safe Fleur, I am tired, Fleur. It is late, good night."

"Bon Nuit, 'Arry."

|-OvO-|

Fleur spent time with her family soaking it up, she knew she only had two more of these childhood memories and was not going to miss a minute. Harry told her about the mirror and about how Dumbledore explained what it was, she vaguely remembered Harry mention the dangerous artifact being left where any school children could run into it. Her estimation of Hogwarts safety guidelines had always been low, it explained why they volunteered to host the Triwizard tournament. She was glad it was out of Harry's reach, he wasn't the type of man to die hoping for what was in the mirror but she knew it had haunted him at least a little for a long time.

Fleur returned to school and knew she had a few months of quiet, the dragon smuggling incident was not truly dangerous. And as much as Bill was not the man she had needed he was a good dragon handler. She simply humored Harry talking about how they would keep Hagrid out of trouble, Harry's heart was huge and he would do anything for a friend. Even if that friend ought to know better. Fleur was not sure how she could help Harry without messing up how things were meant to happen.

Fleur had to sit on her hands and let him go into the dark forest alone, it was too likely the centaurs would see her as well. And she could not easily explain being there to Harry if it happened, the centaurs probably would not be overly bothered, they were at peace with her people. She was going to follow Harry into that hatch after Quirrel, she knew he was fine in the last timeline but he also almost died, she packed the essence of dittany she had stolen from the nurses office into her mokeskin pouch and put on Gryffindor robes.

Fleur disillusioned herself and dove into Hogwarts, she waited for Harry hiding just outside the portrait, she heard poor Neville's first stand "Go on, try to hit me!" his nervous voice came muffled through the portrait, then Hermione almost yelling "Petrrificus Totalus!" Hermione really was an impressive witch. Fleur heard a muffled conversation then the portrait opened and closed, of course they are under the cloak she thought to herself. She hurried to the third-floor corridor with the door to Fluffy, it was opened. She stepped just inside and saw him twitching in his sleep.

It wasn't long until Harry and his friends appeared, they noticed the harp and Harry pulled out a flute as the large three-headed dog woke and growled. Harry started playing as Ron pulled open the trap door, Fleur watched all of them jump in, she remembered Harry's amusing anecdote about Hermione losing her head in tight situations. She counted to thirty then darted under Fluffy who sniffed the air in confusion she jumped in the trapdoor and held perfectly still as she landed on the still stunned mass of Devils snare. Fleur quickly scrambled off it and was just in time to make it into the next room, a large open space with flying keys.

Fleur watched as Harry managed to snatch the key by pinning it to the wall, she was impressed. He had told her about his flying but she had never seen it herself, she had been in a tent when he outflew a dragon, something she was not going to miss again. She snuck through the door and watched as they played against a giant chessboard, she stood near the exit and waited. She had always considered Ron to be a bit slow but he played better than she could. Ron bravely stepped forward and was clobbered, she snuck through the door with them after they made sure Ron was okay.

They had to walk around a troll, it smelled like rotten garbage, she went with them into the potions. She remembered Harry talking about this and saw the single-shot potion that would allow him forward, as Harry and Hermione solved the puzzle she cast a heat suppression spell on herself. There were rumors of witches getting burned at the stake on purpose just for the tickle. Fleur watched as Harry and Hermione took their respective potion shivering she went to follow him through the flames and was surprised that it did not tickle but burned slightly she hurried through it, her spell barely holding out. Of course, they would account for simple spells, apparently not enough to stop someone that was okay with getting a little singed.

Fleur patted herself out, she missed the beginning of the conversation between Harry and Quirrell. Harry was already bound on the ground, she pulled out her wand and waited, there was no way she was going to lose Harry. She watched the scene play out, Harry was dragged over to the mirror, then let go as the man stared at it in confusion. Harry started to sidle away and Quirrell called him back, Quirrell unwound his Turban and for the first time on this timeline, Fleur saw Tom. She badly wanted to rip him apart, stomp on him and end this, but she needed Harry to grow and learn and she needed to find the chains that bound Tom to this existence.

She watched as Harry ran and Quirrell grabbed him, they rolled and the ground in a sloppy grapple. Quirrell's skin bubbled and burned, eventually the man fell back and a creature of smoke wailed and charged through Harry's chest and out of the room. Fleur ran over and pulled Harry's head into her lap. He was covered in burns and bruises, soot smeared over his face she gently stroked his cheek as he groaned "Kill him! Harry!" Harry said in a voice unlike his. Fleur pulled out the essence of dittany and carefully dabbed Harry's wounds and some of her own as she was at it. Fleur heard someone coming, she leaned down and kissed Harry on the forehead and gently lowered him to the ground before hiding by the entrance and darting out while Dumbledore looked at Harry and the mirror.

|-OvO-|

"Fleur! I saved the sorcerer's stone, I fought Voldemort!" Harry said through the mirror while she was getting dressed the next day. She had the mirror slightly tilted away so he wouldn't see anything. She straightened her robe and the blouse underneath and stepped in front of the two-way mirror.

"You did what 'Arry? Why was Voldemort in your school? Or alive at all." She said sitting down at her desk to talk to him, it was the last day of classes but she still had to go shortly.

"Um, I don't know. He had possessed a teacher, I think to get the potion that makes you live longer so he could come back." He said looking a little confused.

"Zat makes sense, Eet is good you stopped 'im you are a 'ero."

Harry blushed "I just did what anyone would…"

Fleur shook her head, Harry was pathologically humble "Eet is not, or you would not have 'ad to do it yourself. Be proud 'Arry."

Harry beamed, still looking somewhat nervous "Thanks Fleur."

She shot him a smile "I 'ave got classes. Talk to you when I get 'ome?"

Harry nodded "Of course Fleur, have a good day."

|-OvO-|

Fleur and Harry spent the early part of the summer studying together, Fleur was surprised when Harry understood a lot of what she was reading, she had moved on to her fifth-year books and suspected that she would need the sixth-year ones before summer was out. She had always been a good student but little things fall through the cracks, and little things are what holds a firm foundation together. Every witch and wizard knew what Gamp's law was but never questioned how much you could get around it, it was silly one could not conjure a whole meal.

"Happy Birthday 'Arry!" She said when she noticed him move, he had fallen asleep with the mirror propped up on a book on his dresser aimed at himself.

"Morning, Fleur." He said sleepily "Thank you, but I don't think it will be very Happy, they never are."

She smiled sympathetically at him "What do you want for your Birthday 'Arry, anyzing you want."

He smiled at her for the first time today "That is nice of you Fleur, let me think about it. I have to go cook breakfast." She smiled and went back to studying.

Harry came back a few hours later looking downtrodden, he pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote on it then showed it to Fleur.

Got to be absolutely silent.

Fleur nodded in understanding and cast a silent silencing spell on her mirror then gave him a thumbs up. Harry went out a short time later, Fleur watched a small dirty house-elf appear and sit on the bed. She watched Harry come back and close the door carefully looking at the creature, he had a conversation with the creature, he hid it in the wardrobe as his uncle yelled at him, then it offered him the letters it had stolen, then it took off Harry tore after it as it darted downstairs. Fleur wished she could save Harry the experience, but it gained Harry a lifelong friend. She shook her head and went back to her books. She remembered Harry saying that he did not eat for almost a week after what was about to happen.

Fleur saw him get thrown violently into the room, the door slammed. She unsilenced the mirror "You okay 'Arry?" she whispered.

Harry looked at her, his eyes red "Some crazy house-elf got me in trouble with my relatives and the ministry. Did you know you couldn't do magic out of school?"

Fleur nodded "Oui, 'Arry. It mostly applies to muggle-borns, Eet is so they are not seen by ozer muggles. People with magical families have too much magic happening daily for the students' magic to show."

Fleur heard the sound of power tools as long screws came through the door frame. Harry looked at it with fear on his face "I think they might leave me in here, they are really mad. Will you send a letter to my school, tell them what is happening?"

Fleur nodded "Oui, 'Arry. I will."

Harry looked relieved, he settled back against the bed, Fleur heard more noises, Harry shook his head "Uncle Vernon just put bars on my windows." he whispered.

Fleur looked concerned. "Is eet okay if I write it like it came from you?"

Harry looked at her confused, then understanding came across his face "They don't know who you are, but if I tell them I am being held hostage…"

Fleur nodded and pulled out a roll of parchment.

I am being held against my will at my relatives' house. They have locked me in my room.

Harry Potter

Fleur held it up so he could see, he nodded after reading for a second. She stood up and went to her owlery and sent it to Dumbledore, she suspected the man had suggested to the Weasley twins to rescue him last time. And this would only hurry it along, she hoped. She kept Harry's mind off his lack of food, what little he got was split with Hedwig, by helping him with his summer work. It only took two days. She woke to the sound of a revving car engine through the mirror and saw as Harry carefully put the mirror in his mokeskin pouch.

|-OvO-|

She only briefly saw Harry in the mirror he held up a small note for her.

At a friend's house, huge family. Talk to you at school?

Fleur nodded trying not to look too sad. She spent the rest of summer following her schedule and swimming with her sister. The summer was golden and warm and no one was trying to kill her or Harry, it was blissful.

|-OvO-|

Fleur was putting her things away when she heard a rustling from her mokeskin pouch, she pulled it out and looked directly into Harry's bright green eyes. "Fleur! I missed you!"

Fleur blushed and sat down on her bed "I missed you too 'Arry, a month was far too long to not 'ear your voice."

Harry blushed as well "Yeah, how was your summer?"

Fleur thought for a second "Really nice 'Arry, I swam in ze sea with Gabrielle. And spent time with my Maman, Pere was traveling. 'Ow about you?"

Harry's face lit up "I spent the summer playing Quidditch in a field and weeding a garden of gnomes. I got lost and ended up in Knockturn Alley!"

Fleur smiled "Oh? Zat sounds unpleasant."

Harry shrugged "It was okay, hid from a classmate. I think his father was selling illegal stuff. Oh, I can't believe I almost forgot. I flew a car to school, my friend Ron and I crashed it into a Whomping willow."

Fleur laughed, "You do get into adventures 'Arry. Did you read your school books?"

Harry rubbed the back of his neck "We got them really late."

Fleur smiled "Zen we will 'ave to study more. I will 'elp."

Harry grinned.

|-OvO-|

Fleur woke up to Harry already waiting for her Halloween morning, she was an hour ahead so he must have been awake way too early. His eyes were bright and he had a huge grin on his face "Happy birthday Fleur! My present for you should be there today."

Fleur sat up in her nightshirt and looked around blearily "Zank you 'Arry. You did not 'ave to get me anyzing."

Harry shook his head "I wanted to." Flear heard a scratching at her window.

"I zink your present just got 'ere." She opened the window and set the mirror propped on a book so Harry could see her and Hedwig, she pet the large owl lovingly. Then took the parcel and opened it, a platinum chain with a fingernailsized sapphire slid into her hand. "Oh 'Arry eet is beautiful, but eet is too much."

Harry grinned "It was in my family vault Fleur, don't worry about it I just wanted to get you something as beautiful as you." They both flushed as Fleur slid the necklace onto her neck, it settled just below her clavicle. She touched it with gentle fingers.

"Zank you 'Arry. I will wear it often."

Harry flushed deeper but smiled "Oh I almost forgot I am going to a Death day party, our houses each have ghosts. Ours invited me, apparently they celebrate the day they died. It is his five hundredth. I will tell you about it when I get back, can you imagine five hundred years? He saved me from getting in trouble for tracking mud in, I couldn't so no… I will miss the feast."

Fleur looked a little overwhelmed "Wow 'Arry, Eet should be interesting at least. Take some food with you in your school bag from lunch."

Harry nodded "That is a good idea, thanks Fleur."

"'Ow are your classes going? 'Ave you finished all zose books for your Defense class?"

Harry looked exasperated "No, the man is an idoit. His books read like Goose Bumps."

Fleur was honestly confused "Pardon, Goose Bumps?"

Harry laughed "Muggle books about scary things."

Fleur nodded, from what she knew of Lockhart it was not far off, the man at least did bother to get true stories, actually, Fleur thought, that made it worse. "Oh, I see, 'Arry. I could send you a book zat would normally be used for your year?"

Harry chuckled "It is your birthday Fleur, you get gifts."

She smiled at him "I 'ave to go 'Arry. I will send eet anyway."

|-OvO-|

Fleur watched her schoolmates dance across the large ballroom, last time she had used her allure to get dances and the girls hated her more, she probably could have put in the effort of knowing which boys were taken. She shook her head at the arrogant and hurt mess she had been, at least no one would now know her like that. Fleur scooped up enough food for herself in a napkin and went to her room, she had to order sixth-year books, and for that, she had to put more bets down, she was running out of liquid money. She got to her room and settled in to study and eat the largely finger foods that had been served for the spirit dance.

Fleur woke up to her name being said "Fleur?" she sat up with a bit of parchment stuck to her forehead, she swiped it off with a hand.

Harry chuckled sleepily "Sorry, thought you would be happier sleeping in bed."

Fleur nodded and went to her wardrobe and pulled out her nightshirt, she had her robe halfway over her head when she heard Harry squawk. She looked over at the mirror, he had his eyes covered, she looked down at her exposed torso and blushed. She went behind the door so he could not see her "Eet is safe 'Arry. Pardonne moi." She got her nightshirt on and stepped back out, Harry's face was scarlet. "I am sorry 'Arry. Did not mean to flash you."

Harry waved his hand "Forget it Fleur." with a tone that suggested Harry probably would not "The Death day party had no food." He reached down out of the frame and fished around coming back up with a napkin stuffed full of food "Glad you suggested this, someone petrified the caretaker's cat. Something called the Chambers of Secrets is apparently open."

Fleur grabbed the mirror and sat on her bed, she rested it on her chest. "Zat is worrying 'Arry."

Harry looked surprised. "You know what it is?"

Fleur nodded slightly, careful not to dislodge the mirror "Eet is an old legend about 'Ogwarts. Ze 'ead of ze Snake 'ouse hid a chamber in ze school to kill muggle-borns."

Harry looked shocked. "That is horrible… is it real?"

Fleur shrugged "No reason eet wouldn't be."

Harry looked nervous "I heard voices no one else heard, they led me to the cat."

Fleur looked thoughtful "You are not crazy 'Arry." Harry looked slightly relieved.

"Why couldn't Hermione hear it?" He asked.

Fleur looked thoughtful "I don't know 'Arry. But we can rule out crazy I zink."

Harry grinned at her. Fleur fell asleep. Harry watched her peaceful face for a long time before managing to pull his eyes away and sleep as well.

|-OvO-|

They missed each other the next morning, but Fleur saw him show up in his mirror the next night "Bonsoir 'Arry."

He shot her a slightly worried look "Evening Fleur, We are trying to figure out what is in the chamber of secrets. We talked to Moaning Myrtle, a ghost of a girl that died last time the chamber opened."

Fleur looked interested "Oui, What did she say? What killed 'er?"

Harry shrugged "She saw great big eyes. We are going to use Polyjuice Potion to ask the Slytherins questions. If anyone knows anything it is them."

Fleur shook her head "Not sure zat will work 'Arry but good luck."

|-OvO-|

Fleur wouldn't miss Harry's Quidditch game… well she had missed quite a few, but this one was special. She had to make sure he survived the bludger that tried to kill him, she put on her Gryffindor robes and glamored herself to be a plainish brunette. She disillusioned herself and rolled into the Hogwarts hallway, she looked around and let the spell go, it would be the first time she would walk around the halls visible but she was pretty confident she could pull it off. It was pleasant to be one of the crowd that headed down to the pitch, she shared some smiles with people and went and sat in the highest part of the Gryffindor stands pulling out her stolen omnioculars.

Fleur watched as the enchanted bludger chased Harry across the pitch, his team doing their best to protect him. They called time and talked, then Harry went back up, she gasped and watched as he out flew the bludger looking for the snitch, she saw as he spotted it and barreled after it the bludger setting itself up for a collision course. Just as Harry closed his hand around the snitch the bludger careened into him, sending Harry off his broom from altogether too high up. Fleur reached out as if she could stop his fall with her hand and watched as he slowed just slightly before hitting the mud. She looked around for who had saved Harry but saw no one obvious.

She did not bother to watch anymore; she cast a disillusionment and hurried to the Infirmary. She watched as Harry was carried in and stood quietly as the nurse gave him Skele Gro. Taking Skele gro was horribly painful, She had regrown an entire leg when the warranty on her first cyberleg had gone out on her and the thing had shut itself down permanently. She waited until the nurse kicked the team out and Harry closed his eyes, she walked over and sat down in the chair next to him. She didn't dare touch him, but she sat there and watched over him. A crack snapped her out of being half asleep and she saw a house-elf set down a small bowl of water and pull out a sponge. She tried to sneak around the elf but his eyes seemed to follow her. If he saw her he did not say anything. She made her way back to bed, falling asleep the second she had her nightshirt on.

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Fleur collected her winnings and ordered the sixth-year books, her teachers had started to notice how advanced she was and giving her library suggestions, she promised herself once she had reviewed all seven years she would start seeking out new and interesting information. Harry had excitedly gone off this morning to go to a Dueling club of some sort, Fleur guessed they were starting to get nervous because students were being attacked. Better train them how to defend themselves, it sounded like their DA teacher certainly was not doing it. Fleur wrote a quick note to request a book catalog from Flourish and Blotts, she figured it was easier than ordering books in french, this way she could share with Harry.

Fleur heard noises from her mirror, she quickly straightened her hair and made sure her robe was straight. Harry pulled out the mirror and saw her waiting "You would not believe the day I've had." Fleur quirked an eyebrow, Harry went on "I was at Dueling practice, Draco summoned a snake, it looked like it was going to attack a boy in my class so I told the snake not to."

Fleur had to suppress the urge to giggle, Harry was always so earnest "You told eet not too 'Arry?"

Harry rubbed the back of his neck "Yeah, apparently I can talk to snakes. I mean I did it when I was younger at a zoo once too."

Fleur nodded with understanding "Is zat so bad? Sounds like a useful magical gift."

Harry looked at her, surprised for a moment "Yeah, it does… But apparently, it's super rare and only dark wizards can do it. And Salazar Slytherin could. So now everyone thinks I am the heir of Slytherin."

Fleur let out a tinkling laugh "'Arry you are not a dark wizard."

Harry shot her a relieved grin "I know, I will apologize to Justin tomorrow."