A/N: You guys are way too kind, but I appreciate it. Yeah, I know the title is misspelled (No thanks to any of you...XD ) I noticed it in like the fourth chapter, and decided to leave it that way for now. Thank you Grey Tulip for pointing it out!

I'm sorry it's short, but enjoy!

Hermione holstered her wand and opened her mouth to shout at the two cowering men before her.

"Wait!" Harry yelled and held out his hands. To his surprise, Hermione's mouth slid shut and she waited. "Um. The – uh – Ron?" He squeaked out, hoping the red head would be able to assist him.

"We have news!" Ron said and ran to the desk in the room, throwing papers around, searching for the right one.

Harry stalled, "Right! News! You have to hear the news first before you – Eek!" Harry squealed, literally squealed, as Hermione took an angry step forward. He ran behind the desk, behind Ron, and pointed at the red headed boy, "He's got the news!"

Ron stuttered as he furiously searched for the supposed news. "The uh news is uh very important and you need to hear it f-from us and only us and which makes me – Ow!" he shouted as Harry slapped his head, "Right. Us very – AH HAH!" he yelled and held up a slip of paper. Relieved, he handed it to an eerily quiet Hermione, who snatched it out of his hands. Her eyes narrowed, she silently conveyed a threat to the two boys and began reading.

"Shit."

It would seem that Lechamp had created a contingency plan in the event of his capture. His men were still going after Fleur.

"What do you want to do?" Harry asked, seeing that Hermione was successfully distracted.

Sighing, Hermione stroked her chin. "I'll talk to my parents and see if there is a house somewhere that I can take Fleur. Send someone to warn the rest of the Delacours. You two will go back to interrogating Lechamp and see if you can find out who else he is planning to kill." She turned and began walking towards the door, "And find out why!"

The two men slumped against each other once the door closed behind Hermione. They high-fived each other. "Bloody hell that was close." Ron said.

Harry nodded in agreement. "I think she almost choked me…I saw her fingers twitch when she stepped forward. What do you say we stay out of her love life eh?"

Ron nodded, "Agreed. Come on. Maybe if we find out something good, we can use it as a peace offering."

Hermione stepped through the floo and swore as she tripped over the slight step up again. She glared at where she tripped, there had to have been some kind of spell on that damn floor. The couple in the portrait laughed. "I see that's genetic."

Hermione ignored the comment and turned to them. "I need a safe house. Do we have one? Preferably somewhere French."

Derek stroked his chin, "I believe the one in Alsace will suit your needs. It is heavily warded, and has a very tight nit community. The last we were there, the entire town was very big on dueling. If you let them know who you are, they should be very protective of you and yours."

Hermione nodded and stroked her chin, "That is where I will put Fleur…"

"You're running through back up plans aren't you?" Alice asked.

Derek spoke up, "Not to mention, the possibility of whoever is chasing you realizing who the house belongs to and who you are. Have you not told anyone?"

Hermione shook her head, "No I haven't. There hasn't been a good time. Only the boys know. Can you tell me two more?"

Alice hummed, "Well the one in New Zealand is gorgeous! A beach, a cliff, a dragon. It's all very fun."

Derek nodded, "Yes that one is good as well. The dragon was loyal to us. If you tell him who you are, you may gain his loyalty, or at least, his promise not to attack you."

Hermione frowned, "Talk to a dragon? We'll be discussing that later…One more house."

Derek smiled, "Well…there is one in Canada. Very cold. The moose are everywhere though, so there's that…"

Hermione blinked at the odd statement. "Right…and Remy can take us to all of these?"

Remy popped in and nodded, "I am ready to serve the Mistress."

Hermione nodded. "Brilliant. I'll find Fleur, you get the house in Alsace ready for me and a guest." Remy grinned, happy to have a job for once.

"Very good Mistress Hermione." He left and Hermione thanked her parents before apparating to Gringotts. "Excuse me sir, where is Fleur Delacour?" she asked the Goblin who merely stared at her until Hermione whispered, "My name is Hermione Kidwell."

The Goblin sighed, "Ms. Delacour is currently on her lunch break."

Hermione thanked him and walked to the café where she and the veela had lunch. She walked in and swore mentally. Already, there were three men tailing her blonde. Hermione sat down at Fleur's table and the blonde smiled tightly. She knew.

"Ah there you are! I was 'oping you would remember our meeting!"

Hermione smiled, "Of course I did. I have been looking forward to this vacation for a while. I assure you everything is well in hand. Remy?" Hermione called as she rubbed a coin in her pocket, alerting Ron and Harry of Fleur's tail.

Remy appeared instantly. "Mistress. Everything is ready." He grabbed them and they disapparated from the café just as Hermione felt the anti-apparition wards go up.

The women arrived just outside of the house. "This is it." Remy said and turned to Hermione. "You must force the wards to accept you and then you may pull your guest through. It is the family way."

Hermione frowned, "How do I force them?"

Remy shrugged, "I can't answer that. I will see you inside." With that, he was gone and Hermione looked to Fleur. She raised her brows at the confused frown on Fleur's face.

"What?" she asked innocently and the French woman shook her head.

"Family way? 'Ermione I zought you were muggle born?"

Hermione shrugged, "So did I. I will explain after we get inside." With that, she turned to the wards and slowly walked forward.

She gasped as she felt the magic push back against her. "Oh. That's what he means." Hermione's magic pulsed outward, forcing the wards to bend around her. She took a step forward, her magic pulsing with each step, and slowly forced herself through the different layers of magic.

Fleur watched the almost visible battle before her from behind her hands. She had thrown them up when a strong wind pulsed out towards her. Occasionally, she could see the air ripple around Hermione and the house, the wards being disturbed one by one. She was in awe, seeing no sign of clumsiness she had been led to believe Hermione possessed.

The moment Hermione broke through, the air again rippled and Fleur could see Hermione's body sag with relief. The wards themselves seemed to settle as they accepted her. The brunette turned and stretched out her hand for Fleur to take. Fleur grabbed it and shuddered as she walked forward and felt the strength of the wards Hermione had just beaten. She looked at Hermione with new eyes. Perhaps Hermione could beat her in a duel…

"Come, the sooner we get you inside, the better I'll feel."

Fleur smirked and stepped into Hermione's personal space purring, "Why 'Ermione. One might think you care about me."

Hermione flushed as she looked around, checking for anyone, "Well one might be right. Now get inside, Fleur, please."

Fleur smiled and with a kiss to Hermione's cheek, sauntered inside, knowing Hermione's eyes would be glued to her hips.

Once inside however, both of their jaws dropped.

The house was a cozy cottage with a fire already crackling. The walls were lined with books and in front of the fire, there was a love seat and two chairs in a circle around it. The kitchen was large and Hermione could sense Fleur's excitement.

"Remy…" Hermione said, shocked, "This place is amazing. You did great with the cleanup, thank you."

Remy smiled, happy to have pleased, "This was your mother's. She spent many hours collecting books, so don't read them. They are all quite…strange."

Hermione nodded and rolled her eyes, "Of course they are. Thank you Remy." He nodded and popped away. "Fleur would you like to see the rest of the house or talk about what is happening?"

Fleur turned around and wrapped her arms around Hermione's neck, "Hmm, after zat display of magic earlier, I can't decide if I want you to fuck me here or in ze bedroom."

Hermione smirked and lifted her, "How about both? To display my stamina, that is."

Fleur chuckled and pulled Hermione into a kiss while the brunette carried her to the loveseat. After a quick enlargement charm, the loveseat became a huge couch. Hermione laid her down and pulled Fleur's shirt off. Smirking, she tossed it to the side and their lips met in another kiss. Until Fleur pulled away and frowned, "Is somezing burning?"

Hermione's face became horrified and she looked over at the fireplace to see Fleur's shirt burning to ashes.

Fleur's eyes slowly closed and she spoke calmly. ""ermione…is that my favorite shirt burning in your fireplace?"

Hermione shook her head, "No. Of course not. Because I'm going to go into town and buy an even better shirt. I mean that didn't even look that good on you anyway!"

Fleur's jaw worked and she looked up at Hermione. "I made that shirt."

Hermione bit her lip, "Um. By 'not looking that good' I meant that it hid your skin from my eyes?"

Fleur's eye twitched, and Hermione all but ran out of the house and into the town.

A/N: Someone messaged me and yelled at me to update, so I put up what I got. I'll try not to take too long with the next chapter and I'll try to make it super long and super sexy.