Thanks Seaver extra much for all the help with this chapter.... and thanks for helping out with the title.

Devotion408: Thanks, it was fun to write. Harry is very good at doubting himself and he is easy to make fun of… lol.

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everpresent: JKR often uses confusion so I figured some would be in order. Interesting idea about Ginny being the problem… we'll seee where it leads. Perhaps Vertex like those Unicorns she didn't want to meet in Hagrid's class might know more about her then she wants them to… Thanks, I am happy to confuse.

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Chapter 32 Friends before Lovers

"Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birth day dear Fleur, Happy birthday to you!" Harry, Tonks, Ron, Hermione and Selena sang at the top of their voices early the morning of January 30th. Fleur groaned and turned around in her bed so that she faced them.

"What took you so long? I've been lying awake ages waiting for you," Fleur groaned sleepily.

"Liar," Harry stated, "You were snoring like a pig."

"I did not," Fleur said indignantly, "I didn't snore, did I Tonks?"

"Oh I don't remember I'm far too used with you by now to even notice," Tonks remarked casually.

"Are you taking the mickey?" Fleur asked them and they all burst out laughing, "You are supposed to be nice to me it's my birthday!"

Somehow, Vertex seemed to have understood Fleur's accusation because he flew over to Fleur from his stand and glared playfully at the rest of them.

"You are my only friend sweetie," Fleur said and hugged the bird fondly.

"What about me?" Harry asked, "I got you a present!"

"You think you can buy my friendship?" Fleur asked in mock seriousness.

"Uh-huh," Harry replied teasingly.

"But you'll have to open mine and Selena's first!" Tonks said and Selena handed Fleur their package. Fleur smiled happily and started unwrap the gift. It was a pair of square glasses.

"Now you can look exactly like McGonagall when you take points," Tonks announced.

"Thanks a million," Fleur said sarcastically.

"Go on try them on!" Selena said and Fleur did so.

"I love my cousin," Selena said suddenly.

Fleur's mouth fell open.

"What?" Asked Ron.

"You are lying," Fleur told Selena seriously.

"Perhaps we woke you a bit early," Ron said uncertainly.

"No, I can see it," Fleur said gesturing to her new glasses.

"Are those charmed with a veritas spell?" Hermione asked enthusiastically.

"Yep!" Tonks said proudly, "VeritaVision they are new to the auror department got them for the extra duty over Christmas and Selena said they look like McGonagall's and so we though of you."

"I'm flattered," Fleur said dryly though she really was flattered, "Thanks, you didn't have to you know."

"I know we didn't just remember that my birthday is June the 3rd and Selena's is April 23rd," Tonks replied happily.

"Yeah whatever," Fleur teased as Hermione handed her another gift.

"It's from me and Ron," Hermione said. Fleur opened the wrapper it was a book.

"Teaching at Hogwarts," Fleur read from the cover.

"Yes," Hermione said enthusiastically, "It's really good McGonagall borrowed me her copy once."

Fleur smiled, probably happier to have friends then over the gift, "Thanks, I'm sure it's very useful."

They all turned expectantly to Harry.

"This isn't much compared to the bracelet," He said awkwardly, "But I hope its okay anyway."

"I'm sure it's fine," Fleur said and Harry handed her his package.

"Can it be a book?" Fleur asked and fixed him with her gaze.

"I am not sure I should answer that when you are wearing those," Harry said gesturing towards her glasses.

"It is a book then?" Fleur stated smilingly.

"Nope," Harry replied, "See? No book. You will just have to open it to find out."

"Right" Fleur said and started unwrapping the package.

"I figured we needed one now that we got a camera," Harry said when Fleur pulled out a huge red photo album. "It's unburnable, untearable and it is doesn't get wet even if you threw it in the lake."

"Thanks, it is great," Fleur said happily and jumped out of bed. She ran across the room and pulled out a pile of photos from a drawer. A few moments later they all laughed at the different photos as Fleur inserted them in the album.

"We are going to have to take so many photos," Fleur said happily when their stack of photos only occupied the first pages of the album.

"Yeah," Harry agreed, "You could ask Colin for some as well I bet he has loads of photos of us from the tri Wizard tournament."

"Do you think so?" Fleur asked happily, "But shouldn't you ask him, you are friends."

"I suppose."

"Come on I'm starving," Ron exclaimed when he couldn't fight his hunger anymore.

With the help of Dobby and Hermione's new connections in the kitchens there was a small breakfast feast in the defence against the dark art teacher's office.

"Wow," Fleur exclaimed when she saw the mountains of food in her office.

Fleur's birthday continued in a very happily and after dinner, they had a small party in Fleur and Tonks's office.

"Look what I got for tonight," Tonks said happily and showed them two large bottles of champagne.

"So that's why Selena isn't here?" Harry asked.

"Well, basically," Tonks said looking a little guilty, "Don't worry though I'll make it up to her."

"You do realise that you are breaking ever rule regarding student teacher relations if you offer us alcohol?" Hermione asked seriously.

"That's what rules are for," Tonks replied and poured them all a glass.

"To Fleur on her twentieth birthday!" Tonks said raising her glass. The rest of them took a glass.

"To Fleur!" The rest of them shouted, except Fleur of course, and sipped their champagne.

"See?" Ron asked Hermione happily, "I've drunken alcohol and I'm not dead yet."

"You will be dead if you get drunk" Hermione said warningly.

"Don't bicker," Tonks said happily, "Be happy!"

Hermione smiled guiltily and took another sip of her champagne.

Tonks gave Ron a wink as Hermione looked away for a moment. Ron got the message and drained his glass quickly before Hermione could notice.

"Don't worry Ron," Tonks said brightly, "I do that so often we have charmed the floor to clean it self… here say stop."

Tonks poured Ron another glass. Hermione narrowed her eyes in suspicion but didn't say anything.

"Oh?" Tonks asked deliberately misreading Hermione's expression, "Drink up and you can have another glass as well."

"Another glass as well?" Hermione asked tonelessly.

"Err… well Ron spilled his first glass," Tonks said uncertainly making her lie obviously.

"Oh Hermione come here," Ron said persuasively and pulled her down in his nee. Hermione allowed herself being pulled down and settled down happily.

Fleur smiled coyly at Harry and walked over to the chair Harry just sat down in.

"Room for me?" Fleur asked.

"No, afraid not… you will have to share seat in this chair with somebody else." Harry said grinning widely as Fleur sat down in his knee.

"Happy birthday angel," Harry said and kissed her on her cheek.

Fleur sighed and leaned into him.

Tonks looked a little alone where she was standing alone in the room. Tonks didn't seem to notice however, as she was busy pouring herself another glass of champagne.

"We really have to set her up," Fleur whispered sadly, "That's her third glass in five minutes."

Harry nodded and looked over towards Ron and Hermione. Hermione giggled over something Ron said and sipped her champagne happily. Ron was good for Hermione in that way, he made her loosen up a bit when needed.

"They are very happy," Fleur said sadly.

"Mmmm," Harry agreed uncertainly, "Are you okay Fleur you seem a little tense?"

Fleur smiled brightly at him and handed him her glass, "Have another glass Harry, yours is almost empty."

"What about you?" Harry asked as he took her glass and handed his to her.

"I'll get us a new one," Fleur replied and stood up.

Harry didn't reflect too much over why Fleur suddenly wanted him to drink. Fleur returned a few seconds later with the other bottle and sat down in his lap again.

"Let's celebrate," Fleur said and made Harry empty his glass.

"Yeah!" Tonks yelled.

"You are getting drunk, Professor," Hermione giggled.

"Yep," Tonks replied carelessly, "And I do hope you learn something from it."

Hermione giggled again, Harry realised she was getting a little tipsy as well. Fleur ignored them and snuggled up with Harry. Harry could feel that she was sad; he supposed she was thinking of her family again. Harry hugged her comfortingly and Fleur replied by pressing her body against his.

Harry looked up from Fleur when he heard Hermione giggle again. She had both of her arms wrapped around Ron and leaned in to kiss him. It didn't turn out as an innocent kiss and Harry looked over at Tonks again. Tonks had been quiet for some time now and Harry saw her sit with a whiskey bottle at her desk glancing sadly at Ron and Hermione every now and then.

"Don't mind them and Tonks will be fine," Fleur said and made him look down at her again.

Fleur smiled brightly at him again. Harry thought for a moment that she was blasting him with her veela charm but then he figured it was probably the alcohol. He did in fact feel influenced by it but not in a good way; he felt a vague headache and decided not to drink anymore for the night.

"I can't believe I am twenty," Fleur said softly, "My parents were in my age when they got together for real."

Harry nodded, "Yeah my parents too."

"Ron and Hermione will probably be pretty serious when they reach twenty as well." Fleur said thoughtfully.

Harry smiled slightly as he imagined Ron and Hermione as adults, he wondered briefly if they ever would stop their bickering.

Fleur leaned in to him again and hugged him firmly, "You are the best you know that Harry don't you?"

"Fleur is it your family again?" Harry asked. Fleur was radiating sadness so intense that she should be crying.

"No, I don't want to think about them now," Fleur said softly and kissed him reassuringly on his mouth.

Harry wasn't fooled the alcohol or her birthday or something else had made her think of her family again.

"Let's get you to bed, I think you've had enough for today," Harry said and stood up with Fleur. None of the other noticed them leave and slip into the bedroom.

Fleur didn't bother with any shyness as she undressed for bed, "You'll stay with me won't you, Wingbeat?"

Harry nodded and removed most of his clothes as well. Fleur smiled at him once more as she got into bed, Harry followed. Fleur wrapped herself around him unembarrassed. Harry hugged her firmly hoping to comfort her.

"I really like you Harry," Fleur whispered seriously. Harry could feel her sadness increase even further.

"Let it out Fleur it can't be good to keep all that in," Harry said softly.

Fleur sighed but didn't respond after a long moment she let go of him and lay down next to him.

"We have to stop pretending?" Fleur said uncertainly.

"What?" He asked.

"We can't go on like this" Fleur said, "It will kill us in the end… it is killing me anyway."

"What?" He asked again this time with a note of terror in his voice. He rolled over to his side so that he faced her.

"Ron and Hermione are so happy together," She told him.

"They are meant for each other" He replied uncertainly.

Fleur didn't reply for a long moment they just stared at each other in the darkness.

"Did you notice the way Hermione giggled?" Fleur asked smiling desperately.

Harry didn't respond instead he reached out for Fleur but she pulled away.

"Have I done something stupid?" Harry asked, desperately trying to remember anything he might have said or done.

"I don't think we are the way Ron and Hermione are," Fleur whispered, "You made me think the other day… Hermione is right it isn't love, at least not romantic love."

"It doesn't matter to me," Harry said soothingly though he still believed in the love explanation.

"I just don't know anymore everything is just too…" Fleur trailed off in lack of a suitable word.

Fleur looked lost in her thoughts for a moment but then she looked up resolutely at him.

"I think we should… break up," Fleur whispered and some silent tears started to role down her face.

Harry's entire world crumbled and fell around him and a horrible coldness settled inside his chest.

"I'm sorry Wingbeat" Fleur said.

"But I love you," He croaked.

"Oh I love you too, I love you so very much," Fleur said immediately, "But I don't think I love you as my boyfriend."

"Goodbye then," He said and started to get up from Fleur's bed.

"No Harry, you don't have to leave!" Fleur said urgently, "I didn't mean we would have to break up like that. I was just thinking we should redefine our relationship!"

"It's okay Fleur," Harry lied even if Fleur didn't like him the way he liked her he didn't want to hurt her, "It's fine you'll be happy I… I… will just go."

He put his robes on back again as quickly as he could and ran from the room.

"Harry! Mate!" Ron exclaimed and gave a loud hiccup.

"Ron!" Hermione scolded she appeared to have sobered up, "I told you not to have that final glass, you are drunk! And you are a prefect! I can not believe I let you do this."

"Cheer up Hermione, Ron just got poor resistance to this," Tonks said and examined a half full bottle of fire whiskey.

Harry didn't listen to anything they said however he just left the office.

"Harry?" Hermione asked just before he closed the door behind him. He didn't feel like talking he just wanted to escape so he ran. He ran down the stairs and out into the winter night it was freezing but Harry welcomed it. The painfully freezing cold seemed to numb his emotions slightly so he continued to run. Before he knew it he was standing in the middle of the Quidditch pitch.

"ACCIO FIREBOLT!" He yelled into the night and a few moments later, his broom came soaring across the sky towards him. He mounted it and kicked of forcefully. The extreme chill of the ice-cold wind made him his teeth chatter painfully but he welcomed it. He started practising dives each and everyone more daring.

"HARRY!" A female voice yelled but all he noticed was that it was not Fleur's voice so he ignored it and continued flying.

Harry found that he was not freezing anymore, he wondered for a moment if his body perhaps started giving into the cold but then shook the thought off he didn't care. He continued diving at breakneck speed almost as if daring gravity to harm him but each time a few feet over the snow he pulled up. He was diving again; he approached the ground much faster then if he had been falling freely, he ignored every instinct in his body to pull out of the dive but he waited until the last tenth of a second before crashing. It was too late this time however, the handle of his Firebolt dug itself down in the snow and Harry flew off. He landed painfully on his back.

"HARRY!" The female voice yelled again, "You stupid insane maniac! Don't be dead, please don't be dead!"

A girl with bushy brown hair emerged above.

"Hermione," He croaked.

"Oh Harry you are alive," She exclaimed and threw her arms around him, "Have you broken anything are you in pain?"

"Yes," Harry said.

"Is it your back? Don't try to move if you have broken your back that can make matters worse," Hermione said frantically and started to mumble to herself, "What do I do now? What do I do? I should conjure a stretcher. That's right a stretcher and then I magic Harry on to it and go strait to Madam Pomfrey she will know what to do. Now the incantation to conjure a stretcher. Think Hermione you can do it… Remember… Remember, remember! You can't think you have to calm down that's it take a deep breath... Oh Bloody hell!"

"Calm down Hermione," Harry said, "I don't think I have broken anything the snow saved me."

"Oh, but you said you were hurt… can you move your legs?" She asked and Harry moved his legs and arms but didn't get up.

"You stupid bastard! What do you mean by doing that? Don't you realise you could have died? Fifty points from Gryffindor!" Hermione screeched, "Now get up and go straight back to bed!"

"What's the point?" Harry asked flatly.

"What do you mean what's the point?" She screeched again, "You'll freeze to death! You are not wearing a cloak and I don't feel like casting heating charms on you all night."

"I don't mind freezing to death," Harry said despondently.

Hermione stared at him for a moment as if not wanting to hear what he was saying.

"What happened?" She finally asked when she had calmed down enough to speak to him.

"S-She… broke up… with me," Harry stammered, "It's over she doesn't want me anymore. I was so stupid! I thought we never would break up. I though I would grow old with her I though we were going to have kids one day. I really thought she loved me as much as I love her."

"She does love you, Harry," Hermione said softly and recast heating charms on them so that they wouldn't freeze, "Tell me what happened from the beginning."

Harry looked at her for a moment before he began to speak. He told her everything all of his emotions and all about how good their relationship had been including all embarrassing details. When he finally was done, Hermione sat quite for a long moment.

"What exactly would change in your relationship then?" Hermione asked carefully, "You weren't doing anything besides sharing bed once in a while."

"I love sharing bed with her," Harry said feeling very close to tears.

Hermione sighed, "She was really upset when you left her you know."

"She was?" Harry asked.

"Yeah," Hermione reassured him, "Now do you feel good enough to get beck to Gryffindor tower?"

"I suppose," Harry said and started to get up, "Ouchh!"

"What?" Hermione asked, "You said nothing was broken!"

"I said I didn't think anything was broken," Harry replied. His ribs were throbbing painfully and he supposed that several of them might very well be broken.

"It's the ribs," He whimpered and tried to position himself in the snow so that it wouldn't hurt breathing.

"But why didn't you tell me you were in pain?" Hermione asked.

"I did!" Harry exclaimed.

"Yes I know you did but I thought you meant emotionally!" Hermione said angrily, "Fine! Petrificus Totalus! Mobilicorpus!"

"Stupid irresponsible stubborn maniac," Hermione mumbled as she pulled the floating Harry along. A few minutes later they entered the hospital wing.

Harry couldn't say anything since he still was petrified not that he could think of anything good to say. Hermione crossed the hospital wing and knocked on Madam Pomfrey office door. Several minutes later the door opened and a very sleepy looking Madam Pomfrey poked her head out.

"Yes?" She asked Hermione.

"Harry slipped in the shower," Hermione lied smoothly, "And I think he has broken a few ribs."

Madam Pomfrey looked over at the stiff floating form of Harry and then her eyes darted towards his Firebolt Hermione were holding.

"He used this as a crutch and managed to get himself down to the common room but then he was in to much pain to go on so I performed petrificus totalus on him to keep his bones strait and then I floated him down her with mobelicorpus."

"Very well Miss Granger, place him over here," Madam Pomfrey said and gestured towards a bed. Hermione did as she was told and when Harry was placed on the bed she said, "Finite," and Harry sank into the bed.

"Thanks Hermione," He said when he regained the ability to speak.

"You're welcome," Hermione replied, "Madam Pomfrey, can I assist you or am I free to go back to my dormitory?"

"No dear, you go back to bed and I will sort out Mr Potter, he should be able to join you for breakfast to morrow morning"

"Good night then," Hermione said and strolled off.

Ron Harry found out the following morning had been to drunk to follow Hermione to the Quidditch pitch and had too much of a hang over to even attend breakfast.

Harry avoided everyone, especially Fleur, he knew he was isolating himself and that it wasn't good for him. But it didn't matter; Harry had lost the will to care. The only reason he kept going to the meals and classes was because Ron and Hermione forced him. Defence against dark arts was terrible but as Harry absolutely refused attending if Fleur was teaching Fleur found reasons not to teach the sixth years and let Tonks teach alone.

The Slytherins teased and provoked him when they found out what happened but as Harry still inspired some respect after his defeat of Snape no one dared pushing him too far. Hermione gave up her work in the kitchens and helped Harry teach the dueling club since he was not entirely up to it himself anymore.

Tonks with the help of Vertex made several attempts to patch things up between them but Harry ignored both of them when they tried.

Winter slowly turned into early spring. Becoming seventeen in the Wizarding world was a big thing Harry found out on Ron's birthday March the 1st. Ron got gifts from everyone in his family even distant relatives and they had a huge party in the Gryffindor common room. Harry couldn't help feeling a little better.

March turned into April and the blue spring sky could be seen above the students in the great hall one morning a few days before Easter.

"Here you go," Hermione said and handed them Ron and Harry a parchment each. By the way Hermione was holding her nose in the air Harry could tell that what ever was on the parchment he had received it had something to do with schoolwork.

"You made study schedules for us?" Ron asked looking at his parchment.

"Yes" Hermione said still holding her nose very high.

"We do know how to do homework you know," Harry said.

"N.E.W.T practise tests?" Ron read loudly from his parchment "We have more then a year before we even have to worry about the newts!"

"I am not forcing you to do any of this it's just something you ought to do if you are serious about becoming aurors. You do realise that many students will want to become aurors now when Voldemort is back and they are only going to chose the absolute best," Hermione informed them.

She did have a point Harry thought, if he just did all of this and continued to do school work the way Hermione wanted them to, they would succeed in becoming aurors without a doubt.

"Can't we skip the N.E.W.T practice? I mean the rest of it doesn't look too bad but I mean the newts are horrible," Ron complained.

"They won't be horrible next year if you already have done them once besides this is just for fun it doesn't matter how we do," Hermione said.

"Sure," Harry said quickly, Fleur had just entered the great hall and Harry didn't feel like continuing the conversation, "I'll do it… see you later."

Unfortunately for Harry's sake Fleur was fed up with Harry's escapes so she turned around and followed him when she saw that he was leaving as usual.

"Wait up Harry," Fleur called after him like so many times before the last couple of weeks. He pretended not to hear her and headed strait for the closest stair which happened to be the one to the dungeons.

"Look Potty is running away from the veela," Draco Malfoy said he was on the way up. Pansy who was accompanying him giggled

"I really can't say I blame you," Draco went on in his most annoying voice, "I wouldn't want a creature like her running after me either. But I suppose you are lucky you could have had her family tailing you as well."

Harry was shaking with anger and did his utmost not to curse him on the spot, "I believe old Salazar designed your common to be accessible to snakes. Now Draco we wouldn't want a little poisonous snake to get in its little brain to bite students would we?"

"You wouldn't," Malfoy said losing his annoying smirk for a moment.

"I can tell you I have executed more intelligent creeps then you before," Harry went on taking out all his frustration Fleur had caused him on Malfoy.

"You'd be in Azkaban," Draco said.

"Would I? I must say being Dumbledore's favourite pays in the long run, besides who would miss a death eaters son enough to even press charges," Harry said coolly.

"I just heard you threaten Draco Malfoy," Pansy Parkinson said, "You are going to get expelled."

"Who would believe the-great-boy-who-lived ever would do such thing?" Harry asked her innocently.

"Now run along and remember to keep your dormitory doors shut at night," Harry said.

"You are dead Potter!" Malfoy snarled and left together with Pansy towards the great hall and breakfast.

"He won't sleep well tonight," Fleur said coming out of a tapestry right beside him.

"Can't you just leave me alone?" Harry pleaded, "You hurt too much, if I am going to ever get over you, you have to stop reminding me. And please, please stop radiating your emotions like that. I can't stand it any longer! Please just go away, go to Egypt and find Bill again he'll take you back just stop doing this to me! Please!"

"Do you think I feel any better about it then you?" Fleur asked angrily, "I love you Harry and you have feelings for me so please at least listen to me!"

Even though speaking to Fleur was the last thing Harry felt like doing he found himself hesitating. Fleur looked at him so pleadingly and desperately that he couldn't refuse her.

"Right I am listening," Harry finally gave in.

"Here?" Fleur asked glancing around nervously, "Can't we go to my office?"

Harry didn't say anything but walked strait to her office, he waited for her to open the door and then entered and sat down in the chair they usually both sat in.

Fleur didn't say anything she went strait to the drawer where Tonks usually kept the bottles and pulled out a bottle of fire whiskey.

"It will do you good?" Fleur asked and gestured towards an empty glass.

Harry nodded and Fleur poured him a huge glass fire whiskey which he drunk in a few gulps. Just like when he had been flying in the middle of the night he welcomed pain only now it came in the form of stinging whiskey.

"You promised we would always be friends," Fleur said accusingly, "No matter what, we would be friends."

"Sorry," Harry muttered hoarsely, "it hurts too much… How could you dump me like that?"

"I did not dump you!" Fleur exclaimed, "That was not what I meant to do anyway. I just realised that we don't match in that sort of relationship. Hell even Roger Davis and I worked better in that way!"

"Yeah?" Harry asked coolly, "Did you enjoy him much?"

"We never did anything more then kissed," Fleur said scandalised, "Do you reply think I would do anything with him? He was a stupid male who just happened to be someone who asked me for the ball and for the future record that was before Ron asked me."

"You wouldn't go with Ron even if he asked you first," Harry said disgusted.

"All right, I wouldn't, not then. He just got in the way I never meant to embarrass him and make him ask me in front every one I was just playing with Cedric," Fleur said.

"You did know he had already asked Cho then right?" Harry asked thinly.

"Yeah," Fleur said vaguely, "Oh no you don't Harry James Potter don't you dare try make me look like some kind of veela that just seduces because she can!"

"Well what the hell did you do to me then?" Harry said rather loudly.

At that moment the door opened and Tonks looked in on them she was carrying a huge pile of papers and books.

"GET OUT!" Both Harry and Fleur yelled at her.

Tonks startled, "Sorry," She said and closed the door quickly.

"I'm sorry Harry," Fleur said sincerely, "I never wanted to hurt you, I just figured that since we don't exactly fancy each others as lovers perhaps we should both look else were for that part."

"So you just want to be friends," Harry summarised grimly.

"Friends with a very special connection," Fleur said trying to make him see things more brightly.

"And don't try to tell me you don't fancy other girls I know you do." Fleur said and then added in a whisper but Harry heard her, "everyone but me."

"I've never even looked at another girl," Harry said indignantly.

"Except the girl I set you up for that dance with and in the begging of the school year you used to blush when Ginny was around."

"Oh that, well I happened to see Ginny naked in Grimmauld place and I have trouble facing her after that," Harry said apologetically.

"You saw other girls naked while being my boyfriend?" Fleur asked in mock anger.

"Well only she, Tonks and Hermione but that's all I swear" Harry joked; he hadn't intended it just came out of him. He couldn't stay mad at Fleur any longer even if she wasn't his girlfriend.

They smiled at each other.

"If you want to we can go back to being a couple but I think we should try just being friends and see how it is," Fleur said uncertainly.

Harry nodded, he could understand her reasoning and he had to admit to himself that feeling no desire was a good reason to change things.

"So you agree we try to be friends and then we'll see what happens and if nothing happens we will still be friends and start seeing other people," Fleur asked.

"All right," Harry agreed seriously. Being friends with Fleur was better then nothing Harry reasoned and he still had a chance to get her back.

Harry and Fleur watched each other uncertainly it was a little difficult being just friends when they had been so close.

"I figure you might want this back," Fleur said and slipped her bracelet off.

"You promised you would never take it off," Harry replied tonelessly. He didn't know what to feel about the bracelet anymore, a part of him wanted to yell at her and tell her off for removing it for just a second another part was happy that she asked him first.

Fleur sighed heavily and put it on again.

"So is Nancy still on for the Easter?" Harry asked hoping that was the sort of things friends talked about.

"Yes," Fleur said happy for his change of subject, "Everything is arranged."

"Good because I got a bit of a confession to make," Harry said.

"You haven't done anything stupid have you?"

"No, at least I don't think so," He muttered.

"Go on," she urged him.

"I've persuaded Remus to apologize."

"You didn't!" Fleur said breathlessly, "She might hurt him!"

"He is prepared for that in fact I think he have gained some weight for the purpose of burning longer so your aunt will be satisfied," Harry told her, "Or at least that is what he wrote in his last letter."

"I hope he has the sense to just happen to be here by accident and not because we invited him or anything?" Fleur asked.

"Oh no I'm sure he figures something out all we have to do is to go missing or something so they get a second alone," Harry said, "I know he isn't expecting anything but do you think they might get together again?"

"Maybe if we help them a little," said Fleur mischievously.

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