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Chapter 4

Unlike the other night, Hermione woke up the next morning in the arms of no-one other than Fleur's. The older girl was on her back, her arms wrapped around the younger girl's waist loosely while Hermione snuggle up against her side, her arm thrown across the girl's chest.

The instant she opens her eyes, she slowly pushes herself away from the French witch, careful not to wake her up and walks into the bathroom.

Fleur, who had been up minutes before the younger girl, watches the girl trying to scramble away.

A smile hit her kips and her eyes closes again, thinking about the moment she held the girl in her arms and how it felt just so right.

Fleur had been intrigued with this girl the instant she saw her, that's why she gave her that wink. What pulls her to the younger girl more is the fact that the she didn't fall all over for her. There's something in her innocent eyes that screams that, 'I hate you Fleur.'

Fleur knew this was wrong but she can not help what she feels. Also the fact that whatever happens in Hogwarts will stay in Hogwarts once she returns home back to France, back to Beauxbaton and back into the arms of Nick. Ah Nick…

Hermione enters the bathroom and slashes cold water onto her face.

'What's wrong with me?' she questions herself.

Her mind replays the morning scene in her head, the moment she woke up and find herself in Fleur's arms, the feeling of warmth, safety and something that she just couldn't put her fingers on. Something more, something strong. A new feeling that delighted her but also scared her at the same time.

'I'm just going crazy here,' Hermione scold herself. When she came out of the room, Fleur had already left for breakfast.

'Did I really use the bathroom for that long?' she asks no-one in particular. After changing into proper clothes, Hermione went for breakfast.

On the way she ran into Ron.

'Ron, where are you going?' Hermione asks

'Hey Mione, breakfast,' he replies they walk in few minutes silence then Ron spoke again.

'So Harry…how's…is he…I mean…' Ron stutters

'Ron, you still not talking to him?' Hermione asks.

'No,'

'Come on Ron, don't be like that.'

'Be like what? He's the one that wants to the a hero,' Ron snaps back, ' and why are YOU taking his side?'

'I'm not taking anyone's side here Ron. I'm just saying…'

'Well then don't ok,' Ron snaps at her.

'Ok geez,' Hermione was a bit taken back.

As they approach the great hall, Ron spotted Harry at their usual seat.

'Look, Mione, I forgot a book in my room…I have to go get it,' Ron makes a beeline for the door.

'Ron!' Hermione yells, grabbing his arm and practically dragging him over to their spot/

'Sit,' she pushes Ron down onto the seat and sat in between the boys.

'Hey Harry,' she greets the boy

'Hey Hermione…' He ignores Ron.

Hermione slaps him on the arm and nods towards Ron with a death-stare.

'Ron,' Harry sighs at loud.

There were no reply, Hermione turns to Ron and nudges him in the stomach, nodding to Harry.

'Harry,' Ron simply says; his head turned the other direction.

The trio began to pile up their plates and eat in an uncomfortable silence until Hermione looks at the open mouth Ron.

'Ron, that's disgusting,' Hermione shrieks, seeing the food dripping out of his opened mouth.

'Angel' he whispers to which Hermione heard. She follows his gaze to the Ravenclaw table where sat the beauties of Beauxbaton including Fleur.

'I think I've just lost my appetite. I'll see you guys later in class,' Hermione pushes her plate aside and got up and walk away.

From a few tables away, cool blue eyes watches her walk away. A smile touches the Veela's lips, watching the girl's hips sway back and forth as she hurry away.

'Fleur?' Jennifer, one of her close friend calls out to her.

'Sorry what you say?' she turns to the girl.

'You ok?' she asks

'Yeah, definitely,' Fleur replies

'Ok' the other girl said unconvinced but decided to let it go…for now.

'Oh I nearly forgot, my brother sent you this,' Jennifer hands Fleur a letter.

'Nick?' Fleur takes the letter and puts it in her pocket.

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