Hermione did her best to be happy for Harry. She had to be there for him, for his celebration party. Her heart wasn't really into it. She couldn't help but think about Fleur, what she must have been be thinking. The brunette felt like such a lousy Gryffindor, always running. The bright spot of that evening was that she finally learned where the kitchen was, she'd be able to go down here and free some house elves.

She knew it was late but she wouldn't get any peace until she had spoken to Fleur, seeing as she wasn't sure when she would be able to see her next she did the most logical thing.

"Harry, can I borrow your cloak?"

He raised an eyebrow. "What for?"

"I'll give it back to you later. There is somewhere I have to go now"

"Hermione. It's late, can't you wait tomorrow to go see the house elves?"

"Come on Harry. Please"

He nodded and when he could went upstairs. He handed it to her discreetly.

"Thank you!" She hugged him while Ron was glaring at them both.

She ran to her dormitory, made sure no one could see her before putting the cloak on. She made her way back to the common room without any problem and slipped out as discreetly as she could when Fred and George went on another trip to the kitchen.

That was the easy part. It was suspicious enough that she asked for the invisibility cloak, she couldn't have asked for the Marauder's map as well. She wouldn't really need it to go to the kitchen so she didn't ask Harry. She regretted it as she was making her way across the school grounds. It was dark and a little creepy, she had a tight grip on her wand all the way to the carriage.

She couldn't just knock on the door. She tried the handle but it was locked, in more than one way. It was too late for students to be out. She paced for a while, glaring at the carriage.

She was thinking about blasting a wheel off, so people would get out. They were bound to come out if they living space wasn't standing straight anymore…

She heard noises and looked to the side to see Madame Maxime coming back, it would seem from somewhere around Hagrid's hut. She was very attentive to the spells used to be allowed to get in. But not willing to risk it she ran in before the French Headmistress could.

She was awed by what she saw as she stepped in, a long corridor, like one the French castles she had visited the previous year. She couldn't help but think about Versailles and wonder if they had anything like the glass room in here too. She was looking around at the beautiful painting and statues, forgetting for a moment that she was there on a mission. She was there to find and talk to Fleur. That was another problem, how could she know where the champion was sleeping?

She wandered around for a while, going wherever she felt like. She was surprised to find herself standing in from of a blue door with gold decorations, on which was engraved the name Fleur Delacour. She was pretty sure she didn't see names on the other doors.

She looked around to be sure no one would hear and she knocked. The door remained close.

Slowly she put her hand on the handle and made her way in. Closing the door behind her.

She found herself standing alone in Fleur's room. She room was lit by a big ceiling glass candelabra. She looked around and it was beautiful, mostly green and blue, a baroque landscape was painted on the walls.

She looked at the few objects who seems to be Fleur's and couldn't help herself and picked up a picture frame. Inside she could see Fleur with a huge smile as she was keeping what looked like a squirming mini Fleur against her body while a man was sitting at the table behind them, a beautiful blonde woman on his lap, it seemed they were talking to whoever was taking the picture.

She was lost in her contemplation of this happiness that she didn't hear the door open.

Fleur froze as she saw a hand floating and holding her family picture that was supposed to be on her desk. She took her wand out of her bathrobe pocket. It was a proof; she wasn't being paranoid by taking her wand everywhere with her.

"Stupefy" Was all she said as she walked fully into her room and took back her photo.

She frowned as she saw the hand, it was very familiar. Slowly she grabbed and pulled the invisibility cloak off the intruder and gasped.

"Hermione?!"

Instantly she turned back to close and lock her bedroom door before turning back to the Gryffindor. "Rennervate"

Hermione free to move again turned to the blonde ready to apologize but the words got stuck in her throat as she realized that Fleur was is a pale blue bathrobe, hair still a little damp.

"I'm so sorry Hermione. I didn't know it was you"

"No. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been snooping around. Coming into your room unannounced in the middle of the night was not my smartest move, but I had to see you. I had to tell you I'm really sorry for running away from you all the time. It may not seemed like it but I do like you and I'm so sorry for…"

She couldn't finished her sentence as Fleur suddenly hugged her and an alarm went off in the brunette mind. "Naked! Naked! Naked under that robe!"

Hermione closed her eyes for a moment, it felt so good to be in Fleur's arm and she had to resist the urge to look down the robe opening, right under her nose.

Hands shaking a little the Gryffindor pulled back from the older girl. She cleared her throat as she was doing her best to look at Fleur in the eyes and not at long lean legs.

"I can turn around so you can get dressed, or you'd rather I stepped outside?"

"Oh. Do I make you feel uncomfortable?" Enquired Fleur as she took a step forward Hermione who took a step back until her back was against Fleur's desk.

Hermione unconsciously licked her lips as she was looking at the blonde's hands on the top of her bathrobe. Was she going to open it?

"Hermione?"

Wide brown eyes suddenly looked up. The Gryffindor felt like she was on fire, not only her flaming cheeks. Leaning against the desk she couldn't speak.

"Do you want me to take it off?" Asked a smirking blonde.

"Yes…" Breathed out Hermione before raised a hand in front of her. "No! I mean, no. Oh Merlin!" Fleur laughed as her friend tight closed her eyes. Hermione couldn't look at the prowling Fleur who seemed to be ready to eat her. In a predatory way!

Keeping her eyes closed she had to ask before she lost it. "Could you please put some clothes on?"

Fleur groaned, a little disappointed that the game was over.

"As you wish. Turn around then. I wouldn't want you to peek and faint"

Eyes still closed Hermione turned around and put her hands flat on the desk. She needed to lean on something as she could her the beautiful girl move around behind her and fabric too.

Then it went really quiet. Too quiet.

She didn't dare move as she was trying really hard to hear anything behind her. She jumped as she felt a presence right behind her, then the front of a female body was pressed against her back and she could feel Fleur's breath against her neck then her ear.

"Is that better now?" Asked Fleur with a thicker French accent than usual. Hermione shivered before the blonde's hands slowly touched her stomach and kept on telling to herself that this desk would remain an innocent bystander. Nothing would happen on it.

The Gryffindor closed her eyes for a second as she moved head moved to the side, giving a better access to the French girl.

Fleur had never felt so good. Her little mate was so warm and smelt so good. Without thinking about it she lowered her head and pushed her nose in the crook of the other girl's neck.

"Are you…Are you purring?" Stammered Hermione.

Instantly the noise stopped as Fleur took a step back before she cleared her throat and look at her feet.

"Sorry"

"So you were purring?" Asked a very curious Hermione as she turned around. Knowledge could distract her from pretty much everything, even the beautiful girl in nothing but boxers and a tank top.

"I was" Winced Fleur as she took a few steps back and sat down on her bed. "Sorry. It never…I'll have to control it better in the future"

"I've never read that Veela could purr"

"It's not something we advertise. My grandmother told me it can happen…in moment of…bliss. I'm not sure how to say it in English" She was trying hard not to think about that talk she had with Marguerite, purring happened most of the time during post coital bliss. Not something she was going to tell Hermione. She couldn't look at the brunette at the moment.

Hermione felt a pang in her chest as Fleur looked down at the hand on her lap. On unsteady legs she joined the champion and sat next to her on the bed and said the first comforting thing that came to her mind.

"I liked it" Okay that sounded cheekier than she was going for, but it did the trick. Fleur looked up.

"Really?"

"Fleur. I know you're a Veela. I like you just the way you are. Purring is part of the package deal. And I'm a cat person so you can purr around me anytime you want" Hermione put her hand on Fleur's thigh to comfort her without thinking, but it landed on warm and smooth skin. She looked down at it, as if it wasn't part of her, then her fingers moved, stroking softly.

"Hermione?" Whispered the blonde, a little scared to break their moment.

The brunette looked up into her eyes and they just watched each other for minute, then slowly Fleur leaned in but Hermione couldn't wait and their lips crashed together.

Fleur eyes flew opened as she woke up suddenly. Someone was knocking on her bedroom door. Instinctively she tightened her grip around Hermione's body for a second.

"Come one Fleur. Open up!"

It seemed like her friend wasn't knocking on the door with her hand but was kicking it.

Of course it woke up the little Gryffindor.

Hermione groaned and try to push her body deeper into her bed and pillow. Who the hell was making that ruckus? She felt so good in Fleur's arms. Instantly she looked up into pale blue eyes. She had spent the night in the Beauxbatons carriage.

The blonde let her move away, though she regretted it as the younger girl just fell off the bed.

"Are you okay?" Asked a worried Fleur but before she could get to her Hemione jumped up, passing her finger through her curly hair.

"I'm fine. I'm fine" Quickly said a blushing Hermione.

The both jumped as the door was hit again.

"Fleur I swear to god if you don't open that door, I'll tell everyone about the time I caught you in the bathroom with the…"

The blonde's eyes grew wide as her friend started to talk about telling things she would never want to be known. She ran as fast as she could towards the door, opened it, pulled the black-haired girl inside before locking the door behind her.

"Can't you speak any louder? I don't think they heard you…in Uruguay!"

Hermione was looking at the two girls. Fleur glaring at a slightly smaller tan girl with dark brown eyes and long perfect silky black hair. Self-conscious she brought her hands up to her hair, bed hair was one thing, but bed hair after a very intense make out session was terrible. The Gryffindor couldn't help but picture herself with one of the Jackson's five haircut.

The unknown girl didn't really listen to Fleur but smirked as she realized the blonde didn't spend the night alone.

"My my…Is that why you stopped complaining about England all of sudden?" She did give her friend the opportunity to speak and just kept on going "You usually pick them older but I have to admit she does look…tasty" She stopped as Fleur slammed her against the door, eyes flashing gold.

"Paws off Laetitia. She is mine"

"You've never been so territorial b…shit! She is the reason why your blood woke up. She is your mate!" The jet black haired girl tried to push herself off the wall to get a better look at the young British girl but Fleur pushed her back.

"Fleur you know I would never…"

Hermione cleared her throat and gave a pointed look at the two girls when they looked at her. "Do I need to know something about you two?" She pointed them with her index going back and forth. "And in English please"

Fleur stepped back. "Sorry Hermione. This is my noisy friend Laetitia" The brunette waved at her as she was introduced.

"Friend?" Could only repeat the Gryffindor as she crossed her arms.

Fleur nodded as she spoke. "Yes. She just like to tease me a little too much"

Laetitia snorted "Right. Blame me. You've never been a morning person and I would never have acted like that if I knew I was interrupting"

Hermione blushed hard at the French girl's tone and devious smirk. "We were…we were just sleeping"

"It doesn't matter. One should know not to interrupt a moment between mates. I can understand that Fleur's instincts were to defend you" Laetitia spoke slowly at the end not understanding the way Fleur was acting, it was as if she was curling on herself a little.

"Wait?! What?! What do you mean mate? I don't…Fleur?" Hermione was backing away from them. She had read about Veelas and their mates. They were so secretive that every information had to be treated cautiously but she was pretty sure she had read in a book that a Veela would die without her mate. That they fell instantly in an uncontrollable love.

Many question appeared in Hermione mind, but one was loud and scared her. Did Fleur really like her or…was it the Veela in her telling her who to love? Taking away her free will…

"Not mate mate …obviously she would have explained everything to you before…sealing the deal" A very awkward Laetitia was trying to smooth things over, but the very crude hand gesture she made as she finished didn't help Hermione relax at all.

Fleur walked up to the Gryffindor as soon as soon as she pulled herself together. Slowly she raised her arms and breathed out in relief when Hermione not only didn't move away but hugged her back.

Laetitia moved closer to them but not close enough for Fleur to reach her. "Fleur…"

"I really don't need you help right now. As if I could have… she is too young"

"If that's the Hermione I think she is, Harry Potter's friend, then she is fifteen. She is legal"

Fleur glared hard at the other French girl. "Here, it's not legal before sixteen. Not that…"

She was cut off by her friend "Technically, this carriage is seen as French territory so…" She thought it was a better idea to stop here so she trailed off as she took a step further away from the couple but was surprised to hear Hermione speak. "Really?!"

Laetitia tried hard no to laugh and ended up snickering as Fleur took a step back.

The Gryffindor was blushing hard. She had meant it…innocently. She liked learning new things. "I mean…I didn't know that. So the French laws apply here?"

"Yep. You step out and it's Scotland's laws again"

Fleur couldn't believe it. Her nice morning, spooning with Hermione, had been interrupted and it had been getting from bad to worse. She felt the need to explain things to the younger girl…and then this…

"Laeti, do you mind?"

"Actually. I didn't come here just to annoy you. Madame Maxime wants to see you. Like fifteen minutes ago"

"Could you please speak only in English? I don't like not understanding"

"I'm sorry. I was telling Fleur that Madame Maxime wanted to see her"

"So soon?" Asked Hermione as she frowned, taking a step closer to the blonde without realizing it at the idea of her leaving.

The annoying smirk was back in place as Laetitia informed her that it wasn't that early. "It was 11am when I arrived at your door"

Hermione's eyes grew wide. Everyone would be wondering where she was. At least Harry would since she had his invisibility cloak. She groaned.

"I think it would be a good idea to go to her office before she comes looking for you and find…your little friend in your room in one of your long shirt" Winked the black-haired girl.

Hermione stepped behind Fleur at the look this new girl gave her. There was nothing wrong with what she was wearing, although the shorts Fleur had lent her couldn't be seen under the long shirt. She blushed as she wondered if Laetitia thought she was naked under it… that would explain a few things.

She started to pick up her clothes as fast as she could, worried that the extremely tall woman could step in at any moment. Fleur helped her, giving her the last thing she had found, her bra. Hermione blushed as she snatched it away. The blonde smiled at the smaller girl. "Go into the bathroom to change"

The champion did pretty much the same and put on her school uniform in from of her friend, they were roommates in France, and it was nothing she hadn't seen before.

"I can't believe you just did that Laeti. I can't even talk to her about mates and stuff right now because of this fucking competition"

"I could talk to her if you want to"

Fleur froze for a second and looked hard at her friend. "I don't know how I'd…no. I should be the one to talk to her. And you'd have to reveal to her that you are a werewolf"

"For the last time. I'm a Lycan. I can turn into a big ass wolf whenever I want to and keep my consciousness. A werewolf…"

"I know, I know. I've seen the big grey fluffy you"

"Fluffy?! I'm a dangerous creature"

"Who sometimes try to catch her tail" Teased Fleur as she straightened her school uniform with a spell.

Laetitia growled and Fleur glared. "Watch it. I can turn into a full Veela now"

"In theory. I've shown you mine but you've never shown me yours"

"Whatever" Fleur didn't want to admit she felt a little self-conscious about it, she had never turned and was sure how it would feel…or even if she could…she was kind of scared.

"Fleur seriously. I could talk to her; you know our mating rituals are pretty similar"

"No. I really think it should come from me" Finally her hat was in place, it wasn't really necessary but she was late.

Hermione slowly slipped out the bathroom "Oh. You already changed too"

"There is no need to sound so disappointed, I'm pretty sure if you came back tonight you'll just have to ask for a show" Winked the French girl for a second, before Fleur slapped the back of her head. "What?!"

Fleur ignored her as she walked up to Hermione. "I'm sorry I have to go. Maybe you can come back later tonight?"

The Gryffindor blushed even harder as she remembered Laetitia words and gulped before speaking. "I borrowed the cloak and I'm not sure I'll be able to get it again"

Fleur nodded as she slowly moved her face closer, without any opposing sign she softly kissed the younger girls on the lips. They parted after a minute and Fleur stroke Hermione's cheek with her thumb. "Then would you take another walk with me around the lake this afternoon?"

"Are you sure you'll be able to?"

"I'll make sure to be there if you are"

Hermione nodded and gave a quick kiss to the champion. "Good. You have some explaining to do" As she heard that Fleur winced but they were once again interrupted.

"Not that it's not…sweet. But you really should go Fleur. I'll help sneak her out"

Hermione cheekily smiled at the French girl as she disappeared under the cloak.

"What? That's not fair! You can get a booty call anytime!"

This time Laetitia was faster, she avoided Fleur's blow and laughed as the three of them made their way out the door.