A/N: Chapter 10 is finally here, Hell Yeah!
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*Williamhaysjr: I actually have a very rough idea that this story will be about 20 to about 25 chapters. I have some plot changes and I would like to end this story with a happy ending. I am not sure how well that will go, but I will try my best so be prepared for that many chapters.
*Plums: Is that truly you, the person who was working on that Star Wars and Harry Potter crossover? I love that story! Anyway, enough fanboying, Um yeah, I am not great at writing investigation scenes. I did try my best, but now looking back on it, I could have done better.
As always, thank you to everyone who reviews!
Longer A/N at the end.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
The Guardian
6 October 1995
"Again 'Arry!"
Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath, focusing on gathering his magic. Taking slow breaths in and out in order to concentrate, his magic started to gather up, bathing Harry in red/Greenish aura. Two minutes went by and Harry started to sweat from the strain of what he was doing.
"Now, Release!"
Harry's eyes shot open and focused in on his target, raising his wand within a millisecond of seeing the target.
Reducto!
The spell shot off like a bullet before making contact with its target, blowing it to smithers. Harry fell to one knee, breathing heavily and sweat was pouring from his face as an effect of the massive amount of magical energy that he just let loose. Looking up, he saw Fleur standing in front of him, smiling down at him as she extended her hand.
"Great job 'Arry. You are getting better at zis every day," Fleur said, pulling him up onto his feet.
"Thanks… Fleur," Harry said, giving her a tired smile and trying to catch his breath.
It had been a month since the year had started and restarted the training with Fleur. During this time, Fleur focused on having him gather up his magic and hold it for release. Harry did notice that gathering his magic was getting a little easier each time he did it, but he knew that it would take a good long while before he could use more than one spell without becoming exhausted and almost passing out. Fortunately, Harry hasn't activated his ability since that first time and he was glad for that fact as he did not know what would happen if it was activated again. For his sword work, Harry had practiced the movements and techniques that Sirius had taught him and he got more comfortable with wielding it.
Also, it about been about a month since the unsuccessful attempt to get Umbridge arrested for the use of a torture device on a student as punishment. Harry had not heard or seen anything from the woman who did the investigation, Amelia Bones, since that day. After that day, Umbridge still made Harry write those two lines with the blood quill for the rest of his detentions; however, she only made him write 10 lines per sentence. When the two weeks of detentions were over, Dolores would still try and get a rise out of him whenever she could, but since he did not want to have a repeat of the past two weeks, Harry stayed quiet and unresponsive to her taunts.
After with what went down that night, Fleur was against him going back to the detentions, but Harry convinced her that if he did not go, it would make the situation much worse for them. Upon hearing that, Fleur relented but still voiced her displeasure with it from time to time. Throughout the two week detentions, Fleur would re-bandage Harry's hand when he came back as they would bleed through the bandages that were already on. Once that was done, she would take him to the Room of Requirement for some training before going to bed.
"Your endurance is greatly improving as well, 'owever, I zink zat your time in Quidditc' 'elped too," Fleur said as they walked into the living room from the way to the room and sat down on one of the couches.
Harry smiled a little at the mention of Quidditch as that made him think back to a few weeks ago. The first match of the year was against Ravenclaw, which had the majority of the team from the previous years, and it was a complete disaster. Firstly, Angelina had to find replacements for Harry, Fred, and George while also finding a person to take up the Keeper position from Wood, who left last year. She was able to assemble a complete team before the first match, but that did not translate into a good team. Ron, Neville, and Hermione went along with Ginny, Fred, and George to watch the match while Harry and Fleur relaxed in their living quarters.
When the group got back, they were grinning and laughing. Fleur asked what was so funny and Ginny explained that Gryffindor lost 50 – 375, the largest gap since Harry's first year. Fred and George, still grinning like loons, said that the team had no flow and were constantly getting in the way of each other and that costed them most of their points. Ron then jumped in, saying that Angelina was yelling at the team after the game for their poor performance. Hearing this, Harry just shook his head while Fleur muttered something in French.
Harry was broken out of his thoughts when Fleur was guiding his head towards her chest, resting it on top of her bosom and running her fingers through his hair.
"You are becoming stronger every day," Fleur soothingly said.
Harry blushed but cuddled closer to her and sighed comfortably. He loved when she did this as it calmed him down when he was angry or relaxed him after a tough day. During this past month, Harry was getting used to being closer to Fleur as she was using him as her teddy bear at night, which he secretly loved.
Looking up at her, Harry asked, "What time is it Fleur?"
"Ten minutes to 9," Fleur responded, glancing at her watch, "W'y?"
"I want to see if Ron, Hermione, or Neville are still up," Harry answered, reluctantly getting up from his position.
Fleur giggled, "Alrig't, w'ile you do zat, I am going to was' up before bed." She got up and walked up the stairs with a very sensual sway of her hips before disappearing.
Harry shook his head with a light blush on his cheeks before making his way out into the hallway and out of the fireplace passage. He glanced around to see nobody except Hermione sitting in one of the armchairs that were facing the fire, reading one of her textbooks; not noticing that Harry had come out.
"Hermione," Harry called out.
Hermione's head shot up to see Harry standing next to the fireplace, which was open, "Oh, Hey Harry."
Harry smiled before asking, "Where's Ron and Neville?"
"They already went to bed," She answered with a wave of her hand in the general direction of the boy's dormitories.
"Oh," Harry said while sitting down on the couch, "Um, Hermione, could I ask you something?"
Hermione smiled as she shut her book, "Of course, Harry."
"Ok," Harry had a light red dusting his cheeks, showing his embarrassment, which caused Hermione to quirk an eyebrow, "So, Hogsmead weekend starts tomorrow and I wanted to ask you if you knew where I could take Fleur to for a… date?"
Hermione's smile turned to a smirk, "You are asking me for dating advice?" Her voice laced with mirth.
"Um… yes," Harry said, not meeting her eyes.
Hermione started to giggle while Harry shot her a mock glare, which caused her to laugh more. After a minute, Hermione calmed down, but still had a smirk plastered on her lips.
"So, you are going to take Fleur on a date?"
Harry nodded, "Yes, we have been dating for a month and I would like to treat her to something nice."
"Well," Hermione tapped her chin in thought, "You could take her to Hog's Head, The Shrieking Shack, or Madam Paddifoot's?"
Harry made a face, "There is no way in hell that I will step foot in that place!"
"Ha, why? Scared?" Hermione laughed.
"Yes!"
"Hahaha… You're scared… Hahaha," Hermione choked out in between laughs.
Harry rolled his eyes, "Yeah yeah, laugh it up."
"Ok… What about Honeydukes? She likes sweets right?" Hermione asked after catching her breath.
"Hm, that might be a good place to take her," Said Harry, crossing his arms in thought.
"Alright, we got ideas for places. Now, be respectful and let her do whatever she chooses, ok?" Hermione said with a slight glare.
Harry snorted, "What have I not been respectful?" He challenged.
Hermione raised an eyebrow, "Two words: Yule Ball."
Harry lowered his head in shame, "Ok, I will do much better on this date." He then muttered, "I really should apologize to Parvati."
"Yes, you should. Anyways, you seem to have a rough idea for your date."
"Yes, thank you, Hermione," Harry said with sincerity.
"You're welcome, Harry," Hermione responded with a smile before looking up at the clock, "If you do not have anything else you want to ask, I am going to bed?" Harry shook his head, "Ok, goodnight, Harry."
"Goodnight Hermione," Harry said, watching her gather up her stuff and walking up to the girl's dormitory.
After a few seconds, Harry got up, spoke the password in order to get to the hallway that led to his and Fleur's room. Opening the main door, he climbed the stairs and stepped into the bedroom. Harry saw Fleur, who was wearing a red sheer babydoll, sitting on the bed and petting Serpico and Hedwig. This brought a smile to his lips as he leaned against the door frame.
'Geez, does she only own lingerie for nightclothes' Harry thought with a blush as he gazed at the almost completely see-through babydoll.
" "Ey 'Arry, were you able to talk to your friends?" Fleur asked, looking up at him.
"Yeah, Hermione," Harry nodded, "Ron and Neville already had gone to bed."
"So, w'at did you talk about?"
Harry shrugged, "Stuff." This caused Fleur to raise an eyebrow, but she did not say anything about it.
$Masster, I'm taking a liking to this human$ Serpico hissed.
Harry chuckled, $That is good. Fleur iss a very good person$
$Have you mated with her yet?$
Harry choked on air and blushed, $No!$
$Why not? Sshe is ready to mate with you, Master$
$And how do you know this, Ssperpico?$ Harry asked in bewilderment.
$I can smell the sexual pheromones that are emanating from her in waves$
"W'at is she saying, 'Arry?" Fleur asked, seeing his face go red.
"Um… Serpico was just saying that she was enjoying what you were doing," Harry responded, trying to convince her but blushed more when he saw the sheer lingerie.
$Weakling$ Serpcio hissed, seeing that he was not telling her the truth.
"Rig't!" Fleur said with a sly grin, unconvinced by what he said. She figured that Serpico had said something about her that caused him to blush.
Harry shook his head, "I'm going to wash up." He then went into the bathroom after grabbing his sleepwear.
Turning on the shower, the hot water felt great on his sore muscles and skin. An image popped into Harry's head that had Fleur in the shower with him. His hands were washing her shoulders before traveling down her back, feeling the soft, soapy skin beneath his fingertips. Harry's hands then went to her stomach, then traveled down past her hips to her… Harry shook his head hard trying to get that image out of his mind. After rising off, drying, and changing into his pajamas, Harry made his way out of the bathroom to see Fleur reading his Defense textbook with a disgusted look across her face.
Harry chuckled, "Why are you reading that rubbish?"
Fleur shut the book with a snap, "I just do not understand w'y ze Ministry found zis necessary!"
"They are doing this in order to keep the so-called peace in place and to hold on to what power they have left. Unfortunately, this is what will cause more deaths and tragedies in the end," Harry sighed as he walked over and climbed into the bed. He noticed that Serpico was curled up at the foot of the bed as usual and Hedwig was perched near his bedside table, sleeping.
Fleur threw the book near their bags, "Stupidité!"
"I won't disagree with you," Harry agreed, having a rough idea of what said had said.
Fleur laughed, "Smart boy." Leaning in, she kissed him on the forehead, right on the lightning bolt-shaped scar.
"Um, Fleur?" She looked at him, "W-Would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me on a… date?" Harry nervously asked.
Fleur gave him a large smile, "Of course, Mon Amour."
Before Fleur could say anything else, Harry pressed his lips against her's. Now, since Harry had very little experience with kissing, Fleur guided him after getting over her initial surprise. Molding their lips together, Fleur and Harry could feel the pure passion from eath other. Fleur decided to try something, so she opened her lips and poked his lips with her tongue. Harry felt her tongue and slowly opened his own lips to allow her tongue entrance. Fleur then pushed her tongue into his mouth, feeling his tongue before exploring his mouth. Fleur then raised her right hand to his left cheek, caressing it while they continued to French kiss. After a minute or so air became a problem for both of them, pulling apart, a small trail of saliva connected their lips.
"Bold, aren't we?" Fleur teased with a light dusting on her cheeks.
Harry blushed deep red, "Um, yeah."
Fleur hugged him, "Zat is w'y I love you, 'Arry." She threw the covers over them and help him within her arms.
Harry found himself wrapped in Fleur's grasp and he loved it. The feeling of her soft skin, the firmness of her breasts, the steady beating of her heart made Harry sigh in contentment.
"I love you too, Fleur," Harry whispered before letting the tiredness take him over.
|X|
Harry's eyes fluttered open to see the blurry sight of a sleeping Fleur. Her lips were parted and her breath was steady and surprisingly calming. His brain finally kicked in and he remembered that he had his first date with Fleur today. Harry wanted to make sure that the date would be a great one, so he started to untangle himself from Fleur's arms and grab his glasses. Once Harry had done that, he started to gently shake Fleur awake; after a minute, Fleur's blue eyes slowly opened to meet Harry's emerald ones.
"Good Morning, Fleur," Harry greeted with a smile.
Fleur smiled tiredly back, "Good Morning to you too, 'Arry."
"Sleep well?"
Fleur nodded, "Oui, especially w'en I 'ave my teddy bear wiz me." She then playfully jumped onto Harry, straddling his stomach and smiling sly down at him.
Harry was surprised at first when Fleur straddled him, but he then smiled shyly, "You look like an Angel," He breathed out.
Fleur's cheeks were slightly pink, "Smooz one, 'Arry," She chuckled out.
Harry sat up, which caused Fleur to slide onto his lap, "Come on, let's get up."
"Ok, but before zat…" Fleur gently grabbed Harry's face with both hands and kissed him, showing how much she cared for him through the kiss. Making sure that the passion that she had for him would pass through the kiss and it seemed to work as Harry got over his initial surprise and returned the kiss with the same vigor.
When Harry broke away to get some air, he had a loopy grin on his lips, "… Wow."
Fleur giggled, "You liked it, non?" She had a sly look on her face as she looked at him.
"I… loved it," Harry said, blushing slightly.
Fleur laughed musically as she got off of his lap, grabbed her clothes, and went into the bathroom. Harry shook his head before changing into his only fitting pair of jeans, a semi-fitting shirt, and a heavy jacket as the weather had turned colder than when school started. He went over to where Hedwig was perched and started to pet her, causing the owl to slightly purr in approval. Harry then grabbed his sword, which was leaning up against the bedside table, and strapped it to his hip on his left side. Unsheathing the sword, Harry gazed at the blade as it gleamed in the light, thinking about how far he had come in the past few months; but also knowing that he still had a long way to go in training.
Harry was brought out of his thoughts when Fleur came out of the bathroom. She was dressed in an emerald-colored shirt that showed off a little of her smooth stomach and navel, dark blue jeans that hugged her hips and long legs, sneakers, and a heavy blue sweater. Harry looked at her for a few seconds before snapping back to reality and re-sheathed the sword while Serpico slithered up his leg and settled in her favorite spot, across his shoulders.
Hand-in-hand, Harry and Fleur stepped into the common room through the fireplace opening. There were several students in the room, relaxing and enjoying the weekend; However, once the couple came into view, the started to glare at Harry. Hatred bubbled up inside of him, but he squashed it down and made his way out of the room with Fleur and towards the Great Hall. As they came into the hall, all four tables had about half of the bodies than usual. Walking over to their friends, Fleur saw that the three of them were reading a single copy of the Prophet.
"Take a look at this, you two," Hermione said as she folded up the paper and passed it to Fleur.
Harry turned his head to read over Fleur's shoulder, "Wizengamont's bill that gives them more authority within Hogwarts fails." He read out loud.
Ron scowled, "Yeah, they are trying everything that they can in order to silence you and anyone else who believes or sides with you."
"Idiots!" Hermione growled out, "They are trying to take over the school!"
Harry shook his head but did not say anything as he started to eat his food. Fleur was reading the article and the three friends saw that he had not said anything.
"Um, Harry?" Neville spoke up.
Harry grunted in acknowledgment as he had a mouth full of food.
"Are you not going to say anything?" Neville asked.
Harry swallowed his food, "What do you want me to say? OUR government is trying everything that they can in order to keep the so-called peace. If that means overstepping their reach and trying to control the schools, then Every. Single. Drop. Of. Blood. Is on their hands!"
"Bloody Arses!" Hermione muttered darkly.
This caused Harry, Ron, and Neville to look at her in complete shock as she was always against swearing. Fleur kept on reading the article as she was not that shock by what Hermione had said.
Ron was the first to speak up, "Wow. Hermione, language!" He scolded her teasingly.
"Hey!" Hermione yelled as she slapped Ron on the shoulder.
"Listen to zis," Fleur interrupted, still not having looked up from the paper, "Ze bill would allow ze Ministry to 'ave more control and auzority wizin 'Ogwarts. Zat would mean 'aving ze power to decide w'at students are accepted, w'at teachers can teac', and 'ave ze final saying in any decisions in ze future." She read from the article.
"That is idiotic!" Harry exclaimed.
"It is, but there is more," said Neville who gestured to Fleur to continue.
Fleur nodded, looking at the article again, "Ze bill failed wiz a vote of 26 to 24, in favor of it not passing. A major opponent of ze bill, Ze 'Ead of Ze DMLE, Amelia Bones stated: 'Zis bill s'ould not exist as ze government does not 'ave ze auzority zat zey are trying to claim zey do over ze school. 'Owever, I do believe zat ze bill is just a cover in order to silence a certain person and we all know w'o zat person is.' On the ozzer side, in favor of ze bill, Dolores Umbridge stated: 'Ze proposed bill would 'elp 'Ogwarts as ze past few years 'as seen a very poor performance from bot' students and teac'ers. For ze claim zat Madam Bones 'ad said 'as no factual merit and is untrue as Ze Ministry is not trying to silence anyone.' As of now, ze side in favor of ze bill will try again wiz a later vote." Fleur looked up from the paper after finishing reading with a scowl on her face.
Harry shook his head and went back to eating while Fleur folded the paper up and handed it back to Hermione. After they finished eating, the group made their way out of The Hall and towards the courtyard where the carriages were waiting to take students to Hogsmeade.
"So, what are you two going to do today?" Hermione asked, already knowing the answer.
"Fleur and I are going on a date," Harry responded as he grabbed Fleur's hand and gave it a small squeeze.
"Ha, good," Ron grinned before becoming more serious, "However, would you be able to stop by Hog's Head later on?"
Harry rose an eyebrow and shrugged, "Sure, can we do that Fleur?"
Fleur nodded with a smile, "Oui."
"Alright, cool," Ron nodded while giving Hermione and Neville a side glance.
Getting into the carriage, they talked about random subjects while the carriage made its way down the path. When it stopped, Ron, Hermione, and Neville got out first as they mentioned that they needed to do some things and to make sure that Harry and Fleur stop by Hog's Head later on, which Harry said that they would while thinking about what was so important at Head's.
"W'at do you 'ave planned for our daye, 'Arry?" Fleur asked, turning her head towards him.
Harry looked at her with a small blush, "What about Honeydukes? Sweets for a sweetheart."
Fleur let out a musical laugh before leaning over and capturing his lips with her's. After a passion-filled kiss, she leaned back, "Smooz 'Arry."
Harry had a small loopy grin on his face as Fleur grabbed his hand and led the way into the small village. Harry snapped out of the trace that the kiss had left him in and took the lead from Fleur as this was her first time in Hogsmead. Entering the candy shop, it was relatively busy, but to the point where walking around was impossible. Fleur started to browse through the massive amount of candy and Harry could see the light shining in her eyes, showing that she was having a good time looking at all of the sweets. He then saw Fleur eyeing a particular Wizochoc bar. This chocolate bar was white chocolate with strips of milk chocolate. After a minute of eyeing the bar, Fleur moved on to look at some of the other candy, which gave Harry an opportunity.
When Fleur went around to the next aisle, Harry made sure that she could not see him before grabbing one of the chocolate bars and going up to the register, still making sure that Fleur wasn't looking. After paying for the bar, Harry hid it behind his back as he walked up to Fleur, who was admiring some saltwater taffy.
Fleur looked up and saw Harry making his way over to her, " 'Arry, are you going to get anyzing?"
Harry shook his head, "No, not today. What about you?"
Fleur shook her head as well, "Non, I love sweets so they are my weakness."
Harry smiled, "I'm glad you said that." He then took his arm that was behind his back with the candy bar in his hand, "It's for you."
Fleur was surprised at first, then a big smile spread across her lips at the thought of him buying her a simple candy bar. Taking the offered candy, she bent down and whispered into his ear, "Zank you 'Arry." She then kissed him on his temple.
Harry blushed but smiled at the sight of Fleur smiling, "Y-You're welcome Fleur."
Fleur and Harry walked out of the shop hand-in-hand. Fleur took a bite of the chocolate bar and moaned as the smooth chocolate slid down her throat. She then offered the bar to Harry, who took a bite as well.
" 'Arry, let's go to ze S'rieking S'ack. I 'eard zat it is 'aunted." Fleur suggested.
Harry let out a laugh, "That place isn't haunted, that is just a rumor."
Fleur looked at him, confused, "Really? I over'eard some students say zat zey could 'ear screams coming from zere."
"Come with me and I'll show you the truth," Harry said as he started to lead her to the shack.
Walking through Hogsmead, Fleur saw some people that she recognized as students and some others who she did not know as they were pointing at her and Harry. They were glaring and saying things under their breath, and while Fleur could not hear them, she knew that it wasn't anything good. Coming up to the path that led to the supposedly haunted building, Fleur got her first look at it. The shack looked like it was about to fall apart as vines covered most of it. Stepping up to the front door, Fleur noticed that there were claw marks marrying the door, door handle, and pretty much everywhere else. Harry entered, followed by Fleur who was looking around at the entrance. Broken furniture, vines, and trash were all over the floor, along with similar claw marks that she saw on the front door.
" 'Arry, w'y is zere claw marks everyw'ere?" Fleur asked, slightly frightened.
"You met Remus Lupin right?" Harry asked, not turning to look at her.
" 'E was ze man zat was sitting next to Sirius zat first nig't rig't?" Harry nodded in her direction, "Zan I did meet 'im, but w'at does zat 'ave to do wiz zis?"
Harry turned towards her, "He is a werewolf and this place is where he came when he transformed during his time at Hogwarts."
"So, zis place isn't 'aunted!" Fleur figured as she soaked up the information.
"You hit the nail on the head," Harry smiled, "Those rumors about hearing screams coming from here were passed down from students during his time to today's students. People were too scared to come to investigate and found out that there were no ghosts and that the place wasn't haunted."
"W'en did you find all of zis out?" Fleur asked, intrigued.
"My third year. That is when I learned the truth about Sirius, Remus, and Peter." Harry answered.
"W'o is Peter?"
"Peter Pettigrew, he is the reason my parents were murdered. That coward was the secret keeper for my parents when they went into hiding but betrayed them, Sirius, and Remus for Voldemort." Harry explained.
Fleur could tell that Harry was lost in his thoughts while explaining. Going up behind him, she gently wrapped her arms around him, conveying her support and affection.
Harry snapped out of his thoughts, "Sorry about that Fleur." He apologized.
"You 'ave nozzing to apologize for," Fleur said, shaking her head, "You 'ave mixed feelings about zis place, I can tell zat."
"Yeah," Harry agreed, "I found out the truth about the person who really betrayed my parents, but he escaped." Harry shook his head, clearing his head of the dark thoughts.
"Anyway, let me show you another secret about this shack."
Fleur's face scrunched up, "W'at ozzer secret?"
"Follow me!"
Fleur followed Harry as he walked down a very unstable staircase. When they got to the bottom of the stairs, Fleur had to crouch in order to walk as the roof had gotten smaller. They came up to a small opening and Harry told her to wait until he gave her a signal before disappearing. Fleur was confused but did follow him once he gove her a signal to continue. Once she crawled out, Fleur found herself standing at the base of the Whomping Willow.
Sensing several questions coming, Harry spoke up, "There is a knot at the base of the Willow that, if pressed, will make the tree immobilized."
Fleur merely nodded as she was inspected the knot at the base of the tree, interested in how that the knot could immobilize the entire tree.
"Well, what would you like to do next Fleur? We still have some time before heading over to Hog's Head." Asked Harry.
Fleur turned to him, "Zree Broomsticks, I would like to get some 'ot c'ocolate."
Harry chuckled, "Alright then."
Going through the secret passage and through the shack, Harry and Fleur walked out and towards the village again. Fleur noticed that Harry was letting her choose where to go, which she appreciated. Walking to the pub, Fleur was able to see why the village was a great place to visit. Even though it was small, it offered a good time with the shops and pubs. Stepping into the pub, they saw a good amount of people in there, so the couple found an empty table in the corner, right next to the fireplace. Right after they sat down, Madam Rosmerta came over to the table.
"It's good to see you again, Mr. Potter!" Rosmerta greeted with a smile.
"It's good to see you as well, Rosmerta. How is business?" Harry asked with a smile too.
"It has been well," Rosmerta nodded before turning her eyes to Fleur, "And who might this be?"
"Fleur, Fleur Delacour, Madam," Fleur answered with a nod of her head.
"Ah, an exotic older woman! Are you trying to emulate your father?" Rosmerta asked with a sly grin.
"Rose!" Harry exclaimed, embarrassed by the woman's words," A-Anyway, could we get some hot chocolate?"
Rose laughed, "Sure, I'll be right back." With that, she walked away, still chuckling.
"I swear…" Harry trailed off with a small blush, "I'm sorry about that."
"So, you really are a c'armer after all. Her and moi, s'ould I warn my mozzer about your fetis' before you get 'er as well?" Fleur asked with a smirk.
Harry's small blush became radioactive red and started to sputter. Fleur's smirk grew even more at the sight of her boyfriend being embarrassed before she broke down laughing. Harry tried to glare at her, but the effect was ruined by the mega blush on his face.
"I do not have a fetish for older women!" Harry said quietly, making sure that he didn't yell that out loud, "With her, it was back in my third year is when we met. I was sneaking around Hogsmead with my cloak since my permission slip wasn't signed. I was trying to get to the shack and I ran into her by accident and I was caught. Instead of turning me in, she scolded me and then started to tell me stories about my parents, Sirius, and Remus when they were students here. It was nice to hear some more stories about them." Harry had a faraway look on his face.
"You looked so cute when I was scolding you!" Rosmerta's voice interrupted as she came back with two glasses of hot chocolate.
"Hey!" Harry said indigently.
Fleur laughed at the antics of the two of them, "So, you aren't into older women?"
Harry shook his head, "Really?" He took a sip of his hot chocolate and sighed as the chocolaty beverage slide down his throat, "Great as always Rose."
Rosmerta lightly slapped him upside the head and mock glared, "Don't call me that! Just because your father did, doesn't mean that you can do it." Her tone indicated that she wasn't upset.
Fleur was smiling at the sight, it looked like they were acting like siblings as the continued to bicker before she interrupted, " 'Arry, we s'ould get going to 'Og's 'Ead. We will 'ave to eat later."
Harry, who was mock glaring at Rose, turned to his girlfriend and nodded, "Ok, we will see you later Rose! Oh, and we are taking our hot chocolate with us!"
Rosmerta shouted back, "Don't call me that! And you better bring those mugs back!"
Harry and Fleur stepped out of the pub and started walking towards Hog's Head. Harry didn't know what to expect so when they walked in, they saw Ron and Neville sitting at a table, but no Hermione. Fleur saw this too and was confused as she thought that the three of them would be together.
"Hey, guys, what's up?" Harry greeted with a wave.
"Nothing much. Well, since you are here, follow us." Ron stated as he and Neville started to walk up the stairs of the pub.
Harry and Fleur were very confused but followed them anyway. Harry was growing suspicious of what his two friends were up to and made sure that he was on guard. Serpico, who Harry had forgotten was on his shoulders for the entire time, hissed, showing that she was on guard as well. Once they got on the second floor, Ron and Neville led them to a closed-door and walked through the door. Harry stepped in and saw about 30 students staring at him, some were glaring at him and others were just staring at him with a blank expression and Harry had a thought run across his mind.
'This isn't going to be good is it?'
A/N: Ok, so I would like to address a few things that have happened in the past few months since I posted Chapter 9.
1 – College. I do go to college, while it is online, that does not mean it is any easier. The classes have been getting harder and the workload has been growing too.
2 – I work a part-time job in retail. If any of you have worked in retail, you know that management will try and take advantage of you in almost every way possible. I have been having some problems at work that have caused me to almost quit several times due to poor store management. Any free time I have had has been sucked away by work and school.
3 – During this time, I had writer's block as well. I had a general idea of how I wanted the chapter to flow but had a lot of trouble with the finer details which caused me to not write for a while.
I understand that people want me to update sooner, but this is only a side hobby for me, now with that said, I WILL NOT abandon this story. I will finish it even if it takes a while. Anyway, Hopefully, Chapter 11 won't take about 5 months to upload. Thank you all for sticking with me during this time. As always, please read and review. Swat303810 signing off for now!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
(Posted on 12/24/2019)
