A/N: Thanks to Treck and Nedlin for checking these stories for me.

Chapter 2: Getting Re-acquainted

"Eet is good to zee you again, 'Arry." Fleur said as she walked over and pulled him into a hug.

"What are you doing here Fleur?" Harry asked, with all the tact of a first year, as she pulled back from the hug.

Tonks frowned and smacked the backside of Harry's head. "That was rude Harry."

Fleur smiled at her new friend. "Eet is okay Tonks. 'Arry never was very good wiz ze ladies."

Harry blushed but did not refute the statement. However, Tonks had no qualms with embarrassing Harry even further. "You're not kidding. He's not even that great of a kisser." She said with a wink to Fleur.

Fleur however wasn't paying attention to the wink. "'ou know 'ow ee keeses?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at her new friend.

Tonks turned as red as Harry and started spluttering an answer.

Harry somehow regained control over his embarrassment and answered Fleur. He explained the whole situation about Nameless Blondie.

"…And she drug her 'boyfriend' away." Harry finished.

"Zat make zense. Women always try to outdo eachozer." Fleur said flippantly. "Zough it doesn't explain why 'oo are not a good keeser."

Harry mumbled something that neither girl could hear. "What was that Harry?" Tonks asked.

Harry sighed, "I said, it's a little hard to be good at something you have only done twice before.

"You've only kissed two girls?" Tonks asked incredulously.

"To be precise, I haven't kissed anyone. Two girls have kissed me and neither one has ever come back for a repeat performance."

"Nobody wants to kiss the great boy-who-lived?" Tonks asked while Fleur stayed silent in the background.

"I'm sure that there are a lot of girls that want to kiss the boy-who-lived. Nobody wants to kiss Harry Potter. Believe me when I say that there is a difference."

Neither Fleur nor Tonks had anything to say to that comment. They were silently agreeing with him about how hard it was to never know if somebody was dating you for you or what you can do.

Tonks broke the silence first. "I'm going to levitate your stuff up to your new room ok, Harry?"

"Thanks Tonks. I should start getting unpacked and then we can spend some more time talking." He followed Tonks out of the room which left Fleur by herself.

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Fleur Delacour had been at Grimmauld Place for a month. She had been inducted into the Order of the Phoenix at the end of the previous school year. She had been working at Gringotts at the beginning of last year and had moved into a one room flat in muggle London. The only reason she had taken the job was because she wanted to move to England permanently and her English needed improving. Gringotts offered her a job as an assistant to the curse breakers.

She had met Bill Weasley shortly after she started her new job and vaguely remembered him from the tri-wizard tournament. He was the redhead that visited with Harry before the third task. Bill had taken a fancy to her and tried his best to get Fleur to go on a date with him. With all the ease of a natural veela, she was able to brush off his advances. They had become somewhat good friends over the first few months she stayed there and it was obvious to her that Bill still hoped for more than a friendship with her.

Since she didn't plan on being a curse breaker's assistant all of her life, Fleur had started taking night classes at St. Mungo's to become an intern healer. She would have to take classes for nine months and then she would start her internship with an accomplished healer. She poured everything she had into her job and her night classes over the next several months and successfully managed to avoid Bill's advances with excuses of too much work to do in the evenings.

A month and a half ago she was finally finished with her healer training and needed to find a healer to accept her as an apprentice. Bill saw this as his opening to be the knight in shining armor. He approached her as he overheard her conversation with Megan, who had also been an assistant to the curse breakers and had become her only true friend since she left Beauxbatons. Bill had suggested that he could introduce her to a healer that may be looking to take on an apprentice. He thought that with the war picking up that she would be needing the extra help.

This was how she came into knowledge of the Order of the Phoenix. Bill re-introduced her to Professor Dumbledore and explained her situation for her. It was this set of actions that made her start to actually dislike Bill. Up until then he had respected her and treated her sincerely. Now, he seemed to be taking control of what should have been her interview with a healer. She was nineteen years old and perfectly capable of discussing her situation with the headmaster on her own. She hated being treated inferior and, more than anything else, hated when a man tried to take control of situations they had no business being involved with.

Professor Dumbledore seemed to sense what was bothering her because he soon dismissed Bill and floo called Madam Pomfrey, asking her to come to his office.

The interview, from that point, went very well. Madam Pomfrey told her that she could start her training at the beginning of August and would be able to help out at the school starting on the first of September.

Madam Pomfrey was slightly worried about how heavy her accent was even after living in London for almost a year; so she told Fleur that she knew of a spell that would help and make the accent almost completely disappear. Poppy (she had told Fleur to call her Poppy when there were no patients around) had still not been able to find the book she saw the spell in. She desperately hoped that she would find it soon since it was obvious that her accent was hindering her somewhat.

Fleur had moved out of her flat and into the Headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix at the beginning of the month. Professor Dumbledore had wanted to make sure that she was in a safe location. He told her something about becoming a possible target if word came out that she knew of the Order.

She didn't mind in the least and at the end of the month, when her lease was up, she moved out of her flat and into Grimmauld Place. She had met Tonks on her first night there and took an immediate liking to the pink haired metamorphmagus. She was secretly glad that there was another woman around her age that she could talk too.

The more time she spent with Tonks the closer they became. Tonks would disappear for hours at time and never tell her where she going. She would also disappear at night for periods of time too but she would never say what it was she was doing. Fleur thought that she may have had a secret boyfriend and was spending time with him whenever she could.

She confronted Tonks about her theory a few days ago and Tonks only laughed at her. She learned how similar she was to Tonks that day. Apparently Tonks never had a serious relationship before and it didn't appear as though she ever would. Tonks told her that 'the guys only look at me and see someone who can become their dreams and never see me for the person that I really am.'

It was so similar to the way she felt about her own personal life that it wasn't even funny. She confided in Tonks about her life as well and both were somewhat shocked to learn that Bill was trying to get both of them at the same time.

Needless to say she was a little shocked to learn that her friend had been disappearing all of this time to meet up with Harry Potter. She could see the infatuation Harry had with her friend. It was obvious to her, but she could also tell that Tonks didn't catch on to any of it. She would have to think about how she could approach her friend about this. She didn't think that Harry was the kind of person that would make Tonks change for him but she also didn't know whether Harry actually liked her or if it was just lust that she saw in his eyes.

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"Why didn't you tell me who your friend was?"

"I wanted it to be a surprise. Obviously it worked based on your reaction." She giggled.

"Since when do you giggle?"

"I didn't giggle."

"Yes you did." Harry argued.

"Did not."

"Too."

"Not."

"Too."

"Too."

"Exactly my point." Harry yelled triumphantly.

Tonks pouted. "That wasn't supposed to backfire."

"Maybe sweetie but then again you shouldn't try and trick me. I have a few surprises up my sleeves too you know."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

"Oh come on. Cheer up Tonksy."

"Would you please stop coming up with new names for me?"

Harry looked thoughtful for a second before he plastered a cheesy grin on his face. "No." He said cheerfully.

Tonks groaned and shook her head in frustration.

"How long have you known Fleur?" He asked.

"Since she moved in and was inducted into the Order a month and a half ago."

"Oh. Ok."

"You seemed a bit shocked to see her."

"Well, I never thought she would come back here. I knew she got a job at Gringotts but I only go there once a year so the chances of ever seeing her after the tournament were next to nothing."

Tonks sighed. "I think the two of you will get along well. She seems to shy away from guys, but not you."

"What do you mean?"

She frowned, "Nothing. It's not my place to say it. Just be nice to her. She could use some more friends." Tonks said and headed for the door.

"Finish unpacking and then meet us down in the kitchen." Tonks called through the door as it swung shut behind her.

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Tonks walked into the kitchen and was only slightly surprised to see Madam Pomfrey sitting at the table talking to Fleur. Normally she wouldn't be surprised at all since this had been a common occurrence over the last month. Madam Pomfrey would often stop by to drop off a book or something to help Fleur along in her reading before she would actually begin the internship.

No, what surprised her was the fact that Fleur was talking in a perfect English accent. It was almost like she had been born in England and lived there her whole life.

Fleur looked up from her conversation and saw Tonks standing there with a somewhat dumbfound expression plastered on her face.

"Do you like it?" She asked, as if changing your accent was something as common as changing into a new dress.

Tonks smiled at, who she now considered, her best friend. "It makes it a bit easier to understand you." She said, "Wotcher Poppy."

"Hello Ms. Tonks. How are you this afternoon?"

"Fine. Just getting Harry situated in upstairs."

"Oh. He's here already?" It was more of a statement than a question.

"Yeah. We portkeyed in an hour ago. Just by for your weekly chat with little miss perfect over here?" Tonks asked.

Fleur scowled. "Don't call me that Nymphy." She huffed.

"What is it with people and name calling lately?" Tonks asked.

"You started it."

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Children stop it." Madam Pomfrey cut in. Fleur stuck her tongue out at Tonks behind Madam Pomfrey's back and Tonks forgot all about their argument and started laughing at their antics.

The older matron sighed and excused herself. She was getting too old to play the games these young children seemed to enjoy. She just wanted to get back to her house and have a quite dinner with her husband.