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(OC) Aurora Delacour

Rita was flying around in her animagus form trying to find any gossiping students, as the truth-detesting journalist saw that as a goldmine for potential stories to put in the Daily Prophet. She flew into the woods because there wasn't anybody close by and entering the castle would've been too risky (since it would've increased the odds of someone finding out about her secret of being an unregistered animagus). Once she was in the woods, Rita transformed back into her normal form and spent the next ten to fifteen minutes snooping around, until she came across a waterfall flowing into a stream. Then the egotistical journalist spotted her favourite celebrity, Harry Potter, since stories about him were bigger and more potential goldmines.

Harry was accompanied by a platinum-blonde girl who looked alot like Fleur and they got out a picnic basket after spreading a blanket out on the grass close by the stream. Rita felt the urge to sneeze and ended up sneezing, causing Harry and the girl to get up and follow the source of the sneeze. Rita panicked and quickly changed back into her animagus form. Harry and the girl still got up and followed the source to investigate and make sure they weren't being spied on. Upon spotting the 'strange looking beetle,' Harry plucked it off of the tree trunk and spotted red marking resembling red glasses. Then the girl (who happened to have bright-green eyes) cast the cancel charm when she spotted the red markings, causing Rita to revert back into her original form. Both teens glared at the truth-despising journalist while folding their arms across their chests.

"To what do I own the pleasure, Skeeter?!" asked Harry in a sarcastic tone of voice.

"Considering that you should be banished from entering the school grounds," the girl informed Rita. "You're trespassing, so you ought to leave before any of the teachers spot you."

"You look alot like Fleur." Rita remarked to the girl.

"That's because I'm her cousin, Aurora," the girl told the journalist. "With friends and family, I often go by Aura."

"When did you meet Harry?" asked Rita.

"At the Quidditch World Cup," Aura explained. "Harry and I crossed paths when he was returning to his tent with a pail of water. Like Fleur and her sister, Gabrielle or Gabby for short, I'm quarter-veela. We tend to be viewed as objects and potential trophy wives because of our extreme outer beauty and the veela allure. That makes it very stressful for us, and it results in our physical maturation being slower than general wizards and witches. Even after the Quidditch World Cup ended, Harry and I have been staying in touch through letters. Over time, our feelings for each other strengthened. As a matter of fact, I've even asked my parents about having Harry visit us in France and get the chance to also bond with my cousins, aunt and uncle."

"Now's the time for you to get your just desserts, Skeeter!" Harry informed her with delight.

Rita whipped her wand out at the same time Harry and Aura whipped theirs out. Rita tried casting a hex at Harry, who deflected it and made the hex hit the journalist. That resulted in her clothes shrinking slowly. Then Aura cast a charm to speed up the shrinking, making Rita widen her eyes in sheer horror when she felt her clothing squeezing her body to the point of her hands and head protruding like a squeezed balloon. Then Harry cast a charm to accerlate the journalist's clothes enlarging to the point where they fell to the ground and exposed her bra and knickers (both of which were pink with black polka dots), much to Harry's and Aura's amusement. Rita immediately tried to cover herself with her arms, even though it was too late since Harry and Aura saw her exposed bra and knickers. Then Harry and Aura cast sweet-scent charms on Rita to make her smell so irresistible to make other animals attracted to her. Since both of the teens cast the charm, it worked twice as well and when the various animals showed up because of the attracted scent, Rita screamed in horror as she ran off into the forest to parts unknown, with more and more animals following her as she fled. Harry and Aura returned to their picnic blanket and sat down on it to continue having their picnic by the waterfall, but not before they set Rita clothes ablaze and levitated the burning clothing into the stream and have it flow away.

"Skeeter in her bra and knickers that were pink with black polka dots?! I never thought that anything like that would ever be possible!" Harry remarked in an amused voice while smirking.

"Me neither, but it was funny!" said Aura in agreement.

Then she and Harry shared a passionate kiss that lasted for a minute and a half before they started digging into the picnic basket and eating lunch. With Rita having been dealt with for good, maybe the Daily Prophet could work on repairing it's reputation by hiring more competent journalists. For once, things were looking up.

The End!