My Baby
Authors Note- Flashback!!!
Chapter Four- Summer of the Veela
It was the end of another year. Strange, they were all use to being the sad students climbing onto the Hogwarts Express in years. Now they were the sad professors steeping onto the Hogwarts Express in tears. Whether it was learning or teaching, the start of the summer holiday had the same effect.
Ron, Hermione, and Harry, since their graduation from Hogwarts, had shared a house in Muggle London each symmer. It was relaxing, hard without their wands, but there was the occassional mishap with Ron and the telephone. Very occassional.
'" I hope you two don't mind coming" Ron referred to the Burrow as they settled into their compartment, " mum wouldnt leave me alone about it until I said you were all coming".
Harry shrugged, " I don't mind at all".
" Neither do I" Hermione said, " who else is going to be there?".
" Just Penelope and unfortunatly Draco, can't believe they're allowing him" Ron answered, " oh, and Fleur".
" Delacour?!" Hermione and Harry exclaimed together.
Ron nodded, " Bill's new girlfreind, to think someone goes for his long hair and earrings".
" Maybe she likes the rebel look" Harry said.
" Maybe. All we'd need would be her sister to fall for Fred or George".
" Her sister?" Harry asked, he nodded.
" Ooohhhh, Gabrielle" Hermione brightened as she remembered, " you remember her, don't you Harry? You saved her from the lake".
Harry mocked an eyebrow, " you were unconcious".
" More the reason why you should know" she looked at Ron, " isn't she like-nine?".
" Ten years ago" he said, " in the one brief sentence Bill dedicated to her, he mentioned something about journalism, I'd say the Daily Prophet".
" You would".
As Ron and Hermione bickered, Harry tried to remember a decade ago, back to the Triwizard Tournament. The second task, when he had to dive to the bottom of the lake and rescue Ron. Hermione and Cho Chang were there, as well a small girl. He had only gussed at the time that it was Fleur's sister, but she hadn't showed up.
" You better be careful, Harry" Ron's voice snapped him from his thoughts.
" Why's that?".
" Well, if Fleur's a veela, Gabrielle probably is too".
Hermione groaned, " let it go".
" She's right, and you're the one who should be careful. Woudln't want to ask out your brothers girlfriend again now would you" Harry smirked.
Ron did as well, " she wasn't his girlfriend at the time. There's nothing worse than a veela with a crush on you. She'll wheel you in like that".
" Crush?" Hermione asked.
" Did you not see the way she smiled at him before the last task in the tournament?".
" No" Hermione said, " come to think of it, neither did you. My god Ron, you really need a girlfriend. Gabrielle was nine-years-old, she could have drowned if Harry hadn't been there and yet you make up a theory of nonsense".
" All I'm saying is if someone daved my life, I'd take a liking to that person".
" Harry saved your life" she stated.
" He saved yours too!".
Harry removed his wand from his pocket, causing the other two to freeze. " Asleepo!" the wand was aimed at the side of his hed, he had placed a sleeping hex in himself.
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One turn in his sleep and Harry fell to the floor. He was partially awake after that. The floor wasn't moving, he was no longer on the train. He handed on something that was digging into his back, he tried moving, but was completly numb. It was the first hex in a long time that backfired.
" Harry?" it wasnt Hermione, or Ginny, and it didn't sound at all like Mrs. Weasley. It sounded more like-
" Fleur?" minus the accent.
There were footsteps around him, the voice was closer, " no". There was a tug under him, the pain was gone, " it's Gabrielle". Harry opened his eyes. Her dark blue eyes shone as his vision became clear, strands of pale blonde hair framed her face. Her smile was........breathtaking. " Hi".
Harry glared at her for the longest moment, hardly noticing that he was at the Burrow (and had fallen off the couch). " Hi".
Gabrielle reached for a pillow from the couch and placed it under his head, " its about time you woke up".
" What's a few hours?".
" Try a week".
" I've been sleeping for a week?".
There was something about her smile. THe last time he saw it, she was nine, and that's how she still looked. " Yes, but dont worry, there's no permanet damage, maybe imparment for a little while".
It was quiet, dead silence, which was extremly rare if not impossible to be in the Weasley home. " Where is everyone?" he assumed no one else was there.
" Qudittch, the World Cup".
He mocked an eyebrow, " arent you a reporter for the Daily Prophet?" she nooded, a little surprised that he knew that, " shouldn't you be there?".
Gabrielle sighed, " I'm covered, I can assure you of that. I like going for the stories that my co-workers won't fight over, it's more original".
He smirked, " like cauldron leaks?" she rapidly shook her head, as if she didn't want to speak unless absolutly necessary, " so you stayed behind just to help me?".
She grinned, " don't mention it. I'm going to make a potion that should get rid of any traces from that hex. There's an alge in the bottom of the pond that should help".
" You going to be alright?" Harry asked as she stood up, it was a little dark out.
" Yep" she brightly responded.
" Gabrielle" she briefly stopped, " it's nice seeing you again".
" Same here".
It was only a moment that she was gone, the pond was not far from the house. He could hear Gabrielle groaning and a few curse words. Then there was a scream, not one of despair though. Harry attempted standing, struggled, but managed to make it outside into the dusk. Gabrielle was clutching the nearest large rock at the waters edge. She glared at water as though falling meant dying.
" Are you alright?" he quickly limped towards her.
" Y-yeah" she stuttered, " yeah, I'm doing good" she slid half an inch and winced.
He coduln't help but let out a small laugh, " you're still afraid?".
" I-I-I never really learned how to swim. After that incident, I was kind of scared to" she blushed, " I try and stay away from reports involving water".
He stepped closer to the edge, " then why are you going in?".
" For your alge" Gabrielle watched him step into the water, " no, don't, you may be too weak".
The water was only up to his shins despte how deep it may really be. He held out his hand towards her, " come on" Gabrielle shook her head, " it's okay, trust me".
Hesitantly, she placed her hand in his and Harry slowly pulled her off. Trembling, Gabrielle placed five toes in the dark water and jumped.
" It's okay" Harry laughed.
When placing her other foot, Gabrielle slipped and fell into Harry, who fell backwards into the water. She screamed hyterically until he grabbed her. His feet were scrapping the muddy bottom, which meant she definatly wasnt.
" See, you're fine" he said reassuringly, even though she was still holding on.
'' I think something is wrapped around my ankel".
" Yeah, that would be the alge" she winced, " I'm going to let go of you, alright?''.
She merely nodded and let go of his shoulder and he swam back. Using the doggy paddle method, Gabrielle managed to keep herself above the surface, though didn't look too confident about it.
"See, you're doing fine".
Gabrielle smiled at him, he didn't make her feel pathedic that she was swimming like a three-year-old when she was nineteen. She swam back to Harry, wrapping her arms around his neck.
" You okay?".
Gabrielle nodded and brought her lips to his. There were thousands of chances to back out, and Harry didn't take any of them.
Authors Note- Flashback!!!
Chapter Four- Summer of the Veela
It was the end of another year. Strange, they were all use to being the sad students climbing onto the Hogwarts Express in years. Now they were the sad professors steeping onto the Hogwarts Express in tears. Whether it was learning or teaching, the start of the summer holiday had the same effect.
Ron, Hermione, and Harry, since their graduation from Hogwarts, had shared a house in Muggle London each symmer. It was relaxing, hard without their wands, but there was the occassional mishap with Ron and the telephone. Very occassional.
'" I hope you two don't mind coming" Ron referred to the Burrow as they settled into their compartment, " mum wouldnt leave me alone about it until I said you were all coming".
Harry shrugged, " I don't mind at all".
" Neither do I" Hermione said, " who else is going to be there?".
" Just Penelope and unfortunatly Draco, can't believe they're allowing him" Ron answered, " oh, and Fleur".
" Delacour?!" Hermione and Harry exclaimed together.
Ron nodded, " Bill's new girlfreind, to think someone goes for his long hair and earrings".
" Maybe she likes the rebel look" Harry said.
" Maybe. All we'd need would be her sister to fall for Fred or George".
" Her sister?" Harry asked, he nodded.
" Ooohhhh, Gabrielle" Hermione brightened as she remembered, " you remember her, don't you Harry? You saved her from the lake".
Harry mocked an eyebrow, " you were unconcious".
" More the reason why you should know" she looked at Ron, " isn't she like-nine?".
" Ten years ago" he said, " in the one brief sentence Bill dedicated to her, he mentioned something about journalism, I'd say the Daily Prophet".
" You would".
As Ron and Hermione bickered, Harry tried to remember a decade ago, back to the Triwizard Tournament. The second task, when he had to dive to the bottom of the lake and rescue Ron. Hermione and Cho Chang were there, as well a small girl. He had only gussed at the time that it was Fleur's sister, but she hadn't showed up.
" You better be careful, Harry" Ron's voice snapped him from his thoughts.
" Why's that?".
" Well, if Fleur's a veela, Gabrielle probably is too".
Hermione groaned, " let it go".
" She's right, and you're the one who should be careful. Woudln't want to ask out your brothers girlfriend again now would you" Harry smirked.
Ron did as well, " she wasn't his girlfriend at the time. There's nothing worse than a veela with a crush on you. She'll wheel you in like that".
" Crush?" Hermione asked.
" Did you not see the way she smiled at him before the last task in the tournament?".
" No" Hermione said, " come to think of it, neither did you. My god Ron, you really need a girlfriend. Gabrielle was nine-years-old, she could have drowned if Harry hadn't been there and yet you make up a theory of nonsense".
" All I'm saying is if someone daved my life, I'd take a liking to that person".
" Harry saved your life" she stated.
" He saved yours too!".
Harry removed his wand from his pocket, causing the other two to freeze. " Asleepo!" the wand was aimed at the side of his hed, he had placed a sleeping hex in himself.
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One turn in his sleep and Harry fell to the floor. He was partially awake after that. The floor wasn't moving, he was no longer on the train. He handed on something that was digging into his back, he tried moving, but was completly numb. It was the first hex in a long time that backfired.
" Harry?" it wasnt Hermione, or Ginny, and it didn't sound at all like Mrs. Weasley. It sounded more like-
" Fleur?" minus the accent.
There were footsteps around him, the voice was closer, " no". There was a tug under him, the pain was gone, " it's Gabrielle". Harry opened his eyes. Her dark blue eyes shone as his vision became clear, strands of pale blonde hair framed her face. Her smile was........breathtaking. " Hi".
Harry glared at her for the longest moment, hardly noticing that he was at the Burrow (and had fallen off the couch). " Hi".
Gabrielle reached for a pillow from the couch and placed it under his head, " its about time you woke up".
" What's a few hours?".
" Try a week".
" I've been sleeping for a week?".
There was something about her smile. THe last time he saw it, she was nine, and that's how she still looked. " Yes, but dont worry, there's no permanet damage, maybe imparment for a little while".
It was quiet, dead silence, which was extremly rare if not impossible to be in the Weasley home. " Where is everyone?" he assumed no one else was there.
" Qudittch, the World Cup".
He mocked an eyebrow, " arent you a reporter for the Daily Prophet?" she nooded, a little surprised that he knew that, " shouldn't you be there?".
Gabrielle sighed, " I'm covered, I can assure you of that. I like going for the stories that my co-workers won't fight over, it's more original".
He smirked, " like cauldron leaks?" she rapidly shook her head, as if she didn't want to speak unless absolutly necessary, " so you stayed behind just to help me?".
She grinned, " don't mention it. I'm going to make a potion that should get rid of any traces from that hex. There's an alge in the bottom of the pond that should help".
" You going to be alright?" Harry asked as she stood up, it was a little dark out.
" Yep" she brightly responded.
" Gabrielle" she briefly stopped, " it's nice seeing you again".
" Same here".
It was only a moment that she was gone, the pond was not far from the house. He could hear Gabrielle groaning and a few curse words. Then there was a scream, not one of despair though. Harry attempted standing, struggled, but managed to make it outside into the dusk. Gabrielle was clutching the nearest large rock at the waters edge. She glared at water as though falling meant dying.
" Are you alright?" he quickly limped towards her.
" Y-yeah" she stuttered, " yeah, I'm doing good" she slid half an inch and winced.
He coduln't help but let out a small laugh, " you're still afraid?".
" I-I-I never really learned how to swim. After that incident, I was kind of scared to" she blushed, " I try and stay away from reports involving water".
He stepped closer to the edge, " then why are you going in?".
" For your alge" Gabrielle watched him step into the water, " no, don't, you may be too weak".
The water was only up to his shins despte how deep it may really be. He held out his hand towards her, " come on" Gabrielle shook her head, " it's okay, trust me".
Hesitantly, she placed her hand in his and Harry slowly pulled her off. Trembling, Gabrielle placed five toes in the dark water and jumped.
" It's okay" Harry laughed.
When placing her other foot, Gabrielle slipped and fell into Harry, who fell backwards into the water. She screamed hyterically until he grabbed her. His feet were scrapping the muddy bottom, which meant she definatly wasnt.
" See, you're fine" he said reassuringly, even though she was still holding on.
'' I think something is wrapped around my ankel".
" Yeah, that would be the alge" she winced, " I'm going to let go of you, alright?''.
She merely nodded and let go of his shoulder and he swam back. Using the doggy paddle method, Gabrielle managed to keep herself above the surface, though didn't look too confident about it.
"See, you're doing fine".
Gabrielle smiled at him, he didn't make her feel pathedic that she was swimming like a three-year-old when she was nineteen. She swam back to Harry, wrapping her arms around his neck.
" You okay?".
Gabrielle nodded and brought her lips to his. There were thousands of chances to back out, and Harry didn't take any of them.