Unexpected Love

Couple: Hermione Granger and Fleur Delacour

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, they belong to the one and only, JK Rowling.

Rating: from PG to R

Chapter 1- FIRST MEETING

'Boys and girls of Hogwarts, I present you the students of… Beauxbatons' Professor Dumbledore announces as the grand door opens. A dozen or so girls waltz in gracefully, followed by what the students suspected their professor.

"Wow…" Ron drools watching the girls walking up.

'Ron!' Hermione snaps her fingers at his face.

'So…..pretty' he whispers, eyeing the first girl that's leading the group.

'Yeah' Harry adds, also staring.

'Boys!' Hermione scowl, looking around her seeing that everyone in the room, including girl all gawking.

The girls of Beauxbatons walks swiftly by, almost as if floating. The girl heading of the group, Hermione assumes, turn and looks at her straight. Her eyes icy cold blue, a gentle smile tuck at her pink lips. She gave her a wink which in response, Hermione starts throwing darts with her eyes. If only looks can kill, she had already hated this blonde beau.

Next up was the students of Drumstrang. The door flew open just as Dumbledore finishes announcing and the men stride in.

'Cool…oh my god it's him!' Harry cries out, 'Viktor Krum!'

'Yeah' Ron absentmindly answers, his eyes direct at the Ravenclaw table where the students of Beauxbaton sat.

Hermione just roll her eyes at Ron, before looking his stare to the Ravenclaw table. The instant their eyes met, those clear blue eyes, a shiver broke through her body. Hermione quickly break away, drawing her attention back to the front where Dumbledore is now announcing about the TriWizard Tournament. (yada yada you know how it goes) Then finishing up, with a flick of his wrist and some words, food appears before them and everyone begins to pile in.

She didn't realize that the owner of those icy blue eyes also felt the shivers coursing through her body. Fleur gave out a smirk, please at the reaction and throws another glance over the tables and student bodies to the brunette girl. The girl's head was turned away from her, seemly she was talking to a red-hair boy, more like arguing.

'Her boyfriend?' she though, 'I guess I just have to find out'

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------after eating

Hermione, Ron and Harry walks back to their room, hearing students complain about the age restriction to the TriWizard Tournament here and there.

'Harry, you saw those girls from Beauxbaton? Oh the first one was…-

'Shut up already!' Hermione snaps, cutting Ron off.

'Guess someone's just jealous' Ron finishes. With an angry grunt, Hermione turns her heels and speed of to her room.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Hermione's room

'Argh! Why can't they just shut the fuck up!' throwing her hands in the air, Hermione clasps onto her bed.

Hermione had for long had a crush on Ron, her idiotic friend. But to hear him talk like that about another girl makes her beyond mad.

'What? She's not even that pretty!' Hermione mumbles to herself.

'She's so pretty!' Lavender screams entering the room with Pavti behind.

'Huh?' Hermione asks

'The girl from Beauxbaton. Found out her name is Fleur Delacour….Fleur, feel how that name just roll out of your mouth,' Lavender sighs deeply like a love-sick puppy.

'Heard she's also a quarter Veela, that explains why so many boys and girls (nodding over to Lavender) just fall at her feet,' Pavti says to Hermione

'That explains it,' Hermione nods, 'I still don't like her'

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Fleur Delacour

Just walking up these corridors with my fellow classmates, already I have the eyes of many boys and girls on my back. It irritates me sometimes, to have them undressing me with their prevent eyes.

Turning a corner to what I suspect is our rooms, when we was stopped by our Professor.

"Madam," they all greeted her.

'change of plan girls, one of you will be sharing a room with a student of Hogwart,' she announces

'Why? I mean who?' Fleur asks.

"You,'

'Me? With who? And why?' Fleur asks looking at her friends and back to her professor.

'One of how Hogwart's most brightest student. The thing is she's only in 4th grade and they want you to lets just say…befriend her and guide her.'

'Ok?' Fleur replies unsure of what she just heard.

'Plus this might be just what you need. Remember this will help with the requirements to be able to graduate in the course you are taking' she says before turning to the other girls.

'Girls, your rooms are just down the hall, Fleur follow me' she walks away with Fleur in tow.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Hermione's room

'Hermione, Dumbledore asks of you in his office,' Harry and Ron says

'Ok,' Hermione pulls herself out of her bed where she laid and follows the two boys who talked non-stop about Fleur.

'shut up!' she would snap from time to time but that did not stop the boys from their talk. Sometimes they forget that Hermione was even a girl and tells her stuff or talks about stuff to her that only boys would talk about.

They approaches Dumbledore's door and Harry knocks on it.

'Come in' a voice bellows from inside.

Hermione, Ron and Harry enters and all froze on the spot.

'Fleur' Hermione whispers, hatred evidence in her voice.

'Fleur' Ron whispers like a love-sick puppy.

Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall had their backs turned to them in their own little discussion. Fleur turns to seek upon the intruder and the sight took her breath away.

'That girl,' she though. Looking past the red-hair boy to the bushy brown hair girl. She sees hatred and anger flickers in the girl's eyes, which impresses her more.

'Ah Hermione come in, thank you boys, you can leave now ' Dumbledore turns around and sits on his chair.

Hermione walks up and stood along side the French beauty. Harry and Ron left the room.

'You might be wondering why I call you here right?" his eyes narrow down to Hermione.

'Yes quite frankly Professor,' Hermione answers.

'Well you see Hermione dear, Fleur here is one of the champion witches back in Beauxbaton. I have assigned you two to share a room together and maybe learn more about each other. She can help you improve greatly in potions and other areas where you can also help her as part of her requirement to be able to graduate,' Dumbledore explains.

'But professor, but….

'No buts Hermione, it's for the best of you' Dumbledore cuts her off. 'Now go and Professor McGonagall will show you two to your new rooms. Don't worry, your stuffs are already making their ways there as we speak,' Dumbledore dismiss them.

They exit the room to find Professor McGonagall waiting for them. They follow her.

Fleur walks ahead of Hermione, thinking its just her luck to be sharing a room with this girl.

Hermione on the other hand, wanted to scream, wanted to die. She wants to get away from the French girl as far away as possible but now she's sharing a room with her.

'Just my lucky day' she says to herself with sarcasm.

'PASSWORD' the portrait on the wall says.

'Bumblebee' Professor McGonagall says and the picture opens.

'Girls this is your room,' Professor McGonagall announces and left.

Hermione look around. Its similar to the one she was in previously, but instead of the bunk beds and single beds, it's a double bed, located in the middle of the room. On both sides are a table and everything that goes with it.

'Shit, one bed?' Hermione curses. Upon hearing this, the Veela chuckles and looks at the girl.

'What so funny?' Hermione asks, seeing the girl's eyes upon her.

'You,' the girl smiles and turns way to look around the room.

'Bitch' Hermione mumbles under her breath.

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