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Chapter 11

          The next morning Fleur woke to the sound of the blue jays that were perched outside her window, as well as the tapping of Hermione's pencil against a book. Fleur sat up sleepily and yawned stretching her slender arms towards the ceiling. Her hair hugged her shoulders perfectly and she wore a lazy grin as she looked at Hermione.

          "Good morning Hermione."

          "Good morning yourself, why were you so late last night?" Hermione asked sternly.

          "Vell my detention turned out to be more fun zen I zought it would be." Fleur replied with her smile widening.

          "Oh really?" Hermione's face dropped from completely stern, to completely interested.

          Hermione rushed over to the end of Fleur's bed and plopped herself down. Her round intricate face was alive with delight. Her bushy brown hair framed her face and Fleur smiled at her sweet innocence.

          "Yez, vell Oliver and I are finally getting along. Snape was horrible, but we ended up having fun out in that storm last night."

          Fleur spout out the entire story for Hermione to mentally record. Hermione's face kept changing into surprise then serious thought. After Fleur had finished Hermione had a giddy grin and was speaking rapidly.

          "Oh my goodness, what if he fancies you?" Hermione asked.

          "Oh no, no I don't zink I vould go zat far." Fleur chortled.

          "Well, now that I think about it wouldn't be so great. I mean Ron really likes you and Percy…" Hermione trailed off.

          "Vell its best if I don't get involved with anyone in that vay here I zuppose." Fleur suddenly turned a bit melancholy.

          "What do you mean?"

          "Oh nothing, I vill probably go back to Paris zis zummer, zo I just meant it wouldn't vork out vith anyone."

          "Oh, well maybe you'll end up changing your mind when you least expect it." Hermione spoke ominously.

          Ron and Harry stood side by side in the boy's bathroom. Ron was making sure there was absolutely nothing stuck in his teeth, and that his breath smelled mint fresh.  Harry continuously patted his hair down, trying to keep the dark strands in the back from sticking up. It wouldn't work though, no matter what he tried.

          "Give it up mate, what are you so worried about anyway?" Ron asked.

          "I could ask you the same question; you have been messing with your teeth for the past half an hour."

          "Well maybe I want to look nice…smell nice, I mean the girls have to start coming eventually."

          Harry started to chuckle and he turned to Ron who was trying to be as serious as he could be.

          "You mean you want Fleur to come to you."

          "Well that wouldn't be too bad, now would it?"

          "I guess not."

          "And you never answered your part of that question."

          "Oh, well I might fancy someone as well."

          "Hermione?"

          Harry blushed a pale pink and combed his hair once more.

          "Maybe today is the day."

          Percy and Cedric Diggory were shaving in front of the elegant mirrors located in the prefect's bathroom. Cedric, who never looked like he needed to shave, made graceful strokes along his jaw line. Percy on the other hand had already cut his chin once. Just then Wood popped his head in the bathroom and looked around.

          "Hey there boys." Wood said and strode right in.

          "Wood this is a prefect's bathroom." Percy reminded him.

          "Sorry, I just wanted to ask if anyone was planning on getting breakfast anytime soon."

          "Just go on then." Percy grumbled.

          "I'm coming Wood." Cedric said and threw his razor in a case.

          Cedric and Wood waltzed out of the bathroom while Percy stayed and rolled his eyes. He wasn't going to hang out much with Wood anymore, not after last night especially.

          Wood and Cedric entered the Great Hall and Wood invited Cedric to sit with him at the Gryffindor table. After a moment Cedric stopped in his tracks and hit Wood's elbow.

          "What is it?"

          "Is that her? Fleur?" Cedric wondered aloud.

          Wood followed his gaze to the delicate face of Fleur. She looked sad again, but her hair and cheeks still sparkled in the sunlight. Wood nodded slowly.

          "Wow, she's a looker…but I'm not really looking. Hey, why don't you make a move?"

          "Are you mad? I don't think that would work out well, and besides I don't want the whole lot of Weasley brothers at my back."

          "Oh, well talking doesn't hurt, let's go." Cedric spoke and tugged on Wood's arm for a brief second.

          Harry and Ron looked up from their food and watched Cedric and Wood come over to their table.

          "Oh great, the pretty boys are here. Quidditch captains unite or something." Ron commented.

          "Oh Ron, just because you can't play Quidditch…" Hermione started.

          "Oh what do you know about it?" Ron cut in.

          "You two stop." Harry entered.

          Fleur let a small giggle escape her throat. Then Cedric and Wood sat down next to them. Wood faced Fleur and gave a smile and nod, while Cedric sat next to Fleur and simply flashed his shining grin.

          "Hullo Miss Delacour, I'm Cedric Diggory. I'm sorry I have not made your acquaintance sooner."

          "It's quite alright. I just arrived here a few days ago." Fleur replied shyly.

          "Uh Fleur, I was kind of thinking about your offer last night…" Wood suddenly spoke up.

          "Oh yez?"

          "Yeah, would you mind really helping me?" Wood admitted quietly.

          "Of course I wouldn't, meet me after school and ve can study, zen ve could practice Quidditch?"

          "Yes, of course." Wood now seemed securely happy.

          Percy sauntered into the Great Hall and spotted the group. He snorted a bit then marched right over there. So maybe he had made a mistake in not going to breakfast with Wood. He certainly would have if he knew Wood was going to be chatting it up with Fleur.

          "Sounds good Wood, you've picked yourself a winner. Now if you excuse me I have to go see my girlfriend." Cedric excused himself and made his way to the Ravenclaw table.

          "What did he mean by that?" Percy suddenly appeared.

          "Oh Fleur is going to help Wood with Charms, and Wood is going to help Fleur with Quidditch." Hermione said matter-of-factly.

          "Oh? Well Fleur would you mind if I joined you two today. I'm sure you could answer a question of mine from charms class." Percy spilled out.

          "Percy you don't need me, you are brilliant."

          "Uh, no I'm not."

          "Vell if you want to." Fleur now agreed with a smile.

          "Oh yes, thank you very much."

          "You didn't ask me if it was okay." Wood observed.

          "Well it doesn't matter what you think." Percy shot back.

          "Percy, what's up with you?" Harry asked.

          "Oh nothing, can't I share a good laugh with my mate?" Percy asked playing off his comment as a joke.

          Fleur smiled at him and began to eat while Hermione went on about some house elf she had run into the night before. Ron listened while rolling his eyes occasionally, while Harry tried to hang on her every word. Percy and Wood sat silently, cursing one another in their minds.