I hate to disappoint all those who are expecting a sex scene, but I'm sorry, cause that will never be happening. Well, at least not this fic, (MAYBE the sequel IF there's a sequel), maybe when I'm older, cause I just don't think I could write a sex scene just yet. Feels weird…. Anyways, here is another chapter for now.

Under Fleur's watchful eye, Hermione disposed of all the letters containing hate mail addressed to her.

'And that one, it looks like it's going to explode any moment now!' exclaimed Fleur, levitating it into the near full bin.

Hermione sighed sadly, feeling dreadful that people were having untrue facts told to them about her.

However, Fleur held the remedy to Hermione's sighs. She just held Hermione in a hug and kissed her gently and sensually, making her forget all her worries.

'I hope that none of this is affecting you too much, Fleur,' commented Hermione, holding her nose as she disposed of an envelope full of stink bombs and stink bugs.

Fleur chuckled, 'It only affects me if it affects you, mes amie.'

Hermione smiled at her and continued, 'Well, if it weren't for you, I'd probably be crying my eyes out right now.'

Fleur tutted and encircled Hermione in another warm hug and ripped the last letter into shreds.

'They are terrible, just because they are ignorant they think they can do anything,' growled Fleur in a spiteful and menacing tone.

Hermione stroked Fleur's cheek and kissed her,' Be with me tonight up in the astronomy tower, after dinner.'

They left to their respective rooms.

Hermione, Harry and Ron entered the Great Hall, shaken by their meeting with Sirius.

'Bloody hell! What are you going to do Harry?' exclaimed Ron, just soft enough so that no one else could hear.

'I dunno. Well, for now I'll just see how it goes and if you and Hermione will keep helping me practice, maybe I'll just be able to get by for now,' replied Harry, in deep thought.

Ron inhaled the aroma wafting from the kitchens, 'I'm just glad we don't have to live like Snuffles. Poor bloke, living off rats for you mate.'

Harry shrugged, 'Well, we could always take food down to him more often or send it to him regularly.'

'As long as it's all secret, we wouldn't want anyone to find out about Snuffles, now would we?' hissed Hermione as they passed the Slytherin table.

Malfoy leered at them and sat up, 'What's going on Potter? Can't stay away from Granger AND Weasley? You lot in a threesome? Wouldn't be suprised.'

He was suddenly thrown from his seat and landed on the floor in a VERY painful position. They turned and just saw Fleur whipping her wand back into her back pocket and was whistling as she walked over to them.

'Ello, 'Arry, Ronald. Hermione! Will you sit with me for dinner?' she greeted them.

Hermione turned to watch Harry and Ron nod as she waved and walked with Fleur in the opposite direction.

'Are you okay? Did he hurt you?' asked Fleur, concerned.

'No, I'm ok I guess. I think it was more directed Harry,' replied Hermione.

'None the less, I am astonished that Professor Dumbledore lets him run free,' muttered Fleur angrily.

Hermione giggled, 'Well, he IS a human boy after all. Animal like or not.'

Fleur piled food onto Hermione's plate as she was exasperated at Hermione's slow pace at choosing her food.

'Hey! I can't eat that much!' protested Hermione.

Fleur grinned at her, 'Then leave the rest for me! I'm ravenous! So hungry!'

Hermione rolled her eyes as Fleur stole a piece of chicken off her plate.

'I might as well feed you then,' commented Hermione.

Fleur opened her mouth expectantly; Hermione raised her brow but complied. She stabbed a piece of pumpkin and placed it in Fleur's mouth. Fleur closed her lips around the fork and Hermione watched in wonder as she pulled the fork out gently.

Fleur had somehow hypnotised Hermione with the simple act of enjoying the pumpkin.

'Mm, it tastes so good,' murmured Fleur, licking her lips.

Hermione watched Fleur's lips and tongue. Unconsciously, she licked her lips also.

Fleur laughed and brought Hermione out of her daze.

'Here, it's only fair if I feed you too,' giggled Fleur, offering a spoonful of soup to Hermione.

Hermione was about to open her mouth when Fleur exclaimed, 'Oh! I forgot!' and blew on the soup.

'It's ok now, it's cool,' she said, letting a little drip on the side of Hermione's mouth before Hermione accepted the spoonful.

'Oh, dear me, made a mess. Let me clean that up,' tutted Fleur, licking the soup off Hermione's face.

Hermione blushed at Fleur's blatant sexual display in public.

Cho dropped her fork and gaped, 'Um, Fleur. Like I don't mean to be interrupting, but all the guys in the hall are staring.'

Fleur batted her eye lid at Cho, 'Thank you for telling me.'

'No prob,' replied Cho, gulping.

'Can we just finish dinner, please?' grumbled Hermione.

'Of course, je suis desole, 'Ermione,' apologised Fleur with a smirk.

'I'll deal with you later,' replied Hermione with a stern look on her face, with a playful tone.

'Is that a promise?' teased Fleur, pouting while placing the spoon to her lips.

Hermione just rolled her eyes and nodded. Fleur gave a little whoop of joy and continued her meal.

Hermione and Fleur walked side by side, holding hands as they made their way up the astronomy tower.

Fleur helped Hermione through the enchanted wall, as she still was a bit shaky when going through it.

'I swear, one day I really will fall through,' grumbled Hermione.

'I shall always be there for you and catch you,' replied Fleur, sitting herself down against the wall.

Hermione straddled her, hugging her close. Fleur 'mmed' and kissed Hermione's hair, taking in the sweet scent.

Hermione nuzzled Fleur's neck, feeling so blissful.

The wind was just a breeze, lightly tickling their skin every now and again. Fleur placed butterfly kisses on Hermione's neck, making Hermione shiver slightly. Fleur smiled to herself and licked the area joining Hermione's neck to her shoulders.

Hermione played with Fleur's lobe, licking it at irregular intervals. Fleur giggled and placed her hands on Hermione's back, running them up and down, crinkling Hermione's blouse.

'Stop messing up my clothes,' murmured Hermione, her breath tickling Fleur's ear.

'So stop me, love,' replied Fleur.

'Mm, what would an angry, horny French witch do to me if I tried to stop her?' Hermione mused out loud.

Fleur gave her a scandalized look before punishing her by grazing her teeth over the skin of Hermione's shoulders.

Hermione held Fleur's face in her hands and kissed her with relish, tongues battling and all.

Moans filled the air as they increased the passion in their kisses.

Hedwig flew over to them and squawked loudly. Annoyed at being ignored by the two busy girls, she nipped Hermione's ear, hard.

'AH! What the hell! Hedwig! What are you doing here? Oh, a message. Sorry Fleur,' muttered Hermione.

She remained straddling Fleur while she read the note Harry had sent:

Where are you? Can you help me practice the shield charm tomorrow?

thanks,

Harry

Hermione transfigured a nearby stick into pen and scribbled back:

None of your business! ;) Sorry Harry, yes I'll help you tomorrow,

Hermione

She tied the note to Hedwig's leg and gave her an apologetic pat.

Hermione turned back to Fleur, who the whole time had been undoing Hermione's blouse with her teeth.

'Oh you naughty witch,' admonished Hermione.

Fleur smiled at her seductively, 'What now? I thought you liked being seduced.'

'Only by you,' replied Hermione, licking ad kissing her neck.

Fleur replied with a kissing down her chest, tickling the tops of Hermione's breasts. Hermione giggled and undid Fleur's jacket buttons and tugged at the ribbon holding the top of her blouse together.

'Slow down mes amie,' gasped Fleur, her chest heaving.

'Like you can talk,' retorted Hermione as Fleur caressed her breasts and was kissing them at the same time.

'I.. am not... teasing you,' Fleur breathed heavily as Hermione nuzzled her face into Fleur's breasts, licking them delicately.

Fleur halted in her activities as Hermione sat on her knees, still over Fleur.

Hermione pushed her lips onto Fleur's and kissed her roughly, tugging at Fleur's lower lip as they broke apart.

Fleur, pushed by passion and adrenalin, pulled Hermione in for another kiss and they ended up pushing their bodies together, needily.

The wind started to pick up, the night falling upon them. The moon shone brightly, while the wind blew stronger.

Hermione shivered violently, Fleur gasped, 'Ma chere! You are chilled! We'd better go back inside!'

Fleur quickly spelled Hermione's buttons back up and twiddled with her own clothes and they rushed inside.

They held each other for warmth as they made their way down the stairs.

Ginny leapt out from behind a statue, 'Stop holding each other like that! It's so unnatural!'

Fleur growled angrily, knowing that dealing with Ginny would agitate Hermione.

'Go away Ginny. I'd rather not talk to you,' muttered Hermione, trying to pull Fleur past Ginny.

Ginny stepped back into their way. Hermione prickled with anger.

'Why don't you just leave us alone? What is your problem! Your brother has accepted the truth, why can't you?' demanded Hermione.

Ginny's lip trembled, 'Cause it's not fair! I'm prettier than you and I can't get a boyfriend! Why should you! You're always indoors! You don't put any make up on or anything!'

Hermione was taken aback, Ginny was that superficial. Fleur stepped in front of Hermione, facing Ginny.

'Look 'ere Ginerva. Just get over it and move on! I'm sure you'll find a boy to lick your boots soon enough!' stated Fleur, only just keeping her voice in check.

Ginny sneered at her, 'Shut up you foul creature. None of this concerns you.'

Hermione slapped Ginny so hard her hand hurt.

Ginny grabbed her cheek, 'You hit me. YOU HIT ME! You hit ME! How could you Hermione! How can you hit your friend?'

'You're no friend of mine. How can you so easily call me your friend after all you've said? You're pathetic, utterly pathetic and

I can't believe I ever was friends with you. You're worse than foul. Get out of my sight,' said Hermione quietly, glaring at her.

Fleur gripped Hermione's shoulder tightly, as Ginny stepped forward, then turned and raced away, tears streaming down her face.

'I don't believe that girl. Honestly...' started Hermione.

Fleur grasped Hermione in a hug, her eyes watering.

'Why can't people just take me as I am? Is that big of a deal that I have some Veela in me?' whispered Fleur.

Hermione looked into her sad eyes and kissed her cheek, 'Do not worry Fleur. It doesn't matter what others think, now does it? It only matters what you think. And I think that if it weren't for your Veela blood, you wouldn't be the insatiably horny but incredibly beautiful and witty French witch that I know and love.'

Fleur gave her a weak smile and hugged her again.

'Thank you, 'Ermione,' she whispered.

'Anytime, darling,' replied Hermione, just as softly.

They parted silently, leaving to the quiet of their beds.

Hermione sighed deeply, how would she explain Ginny to Harry and Ron?

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