"You have got to be kidding me?!" Fleur held the phone away from her as Marie yelled at the top of her lungs. She slowly placed the phone back on her ear.

"Marie, calm down, it has to be midnight over there. You don't want your mom to wake up, now do you?"

"You're telling me a hot guy with everything I described is over there?!" her tone didn't change in the slightest. Fleur should have expected as much.

"I never said he was hot," Fleur couldn't help but smile at her friend's excitement. The young woman continued to listen to her friend as she wrapped the cord of the phone around her finger.

"Fleur, you have to get him. He sounds like the perfect guy for you!"

"Keep in mind, I met him like an hour ago. Also, I'm not looking to date a boy that I will never see again once this year is over,"

"Don't think like that!" Once again the beauty held the phone away from her ear. "Love will find a way to make everything work. You just have to believe,"

"I have been single my entire life, I think I'll be fine one more year. Besides I barely know him,"

"And that's why you have to see him again. This time it will be different!"

"I highly doubt that,"

"I can imagine it now, your wedding will be perfect. There will be white everywhere. White flowers, white dresses, white napkins. Oh, we are gonna need to pick out the dresses,"

The young woman chuckled. "It sounds like you're trying to live your fantasies through me,"

"Don't be crazy, every queen needs his king. He's gonna be your king,"

"Wait, a queen doesn't need a king to be a queen. A prince needs to marry a princess to become a king,"

"Oh stop being smart, you can't let this perfect opportunity run away from you. You have to be perfect for him." Fleur gulped for a moment, Marie seemed to notice her friend's sudden change in tone. "Anyways, you two met on a starry night sky, you looked at each other and now you guys are here. It will be perfect,"

"You need to stop reading those romance novels," She teased. "Well, it was nice talking to you but these long-distance calls will suck me dry, my father won't be happy."

"Alright, love you girl,"

"Love you too,"

"Remember, he's your man, Byyye" With that, her friend hung up. Fleur placed the phone back down and chuckled.

"Oh, that girl is something else," The young woman climbed out of the bed and walked over to the mirror. She looked at herself intensely and sighed. She grabbed her make-up box and sat down. The beauty kept looking at herself in the mirror. She takes a dark red lipstick and draws a large X on the mirror.

"Perfection, that is key," She whispered to herself. "I have to be perfect,"

A knock from the door broke her train of thought. Fleur snapped out of her trance and quickly walked over to the door. When she opened it, she was met with a boy. He was shaking like a fool.

"Can I help you, Noah?" She asked as she looked down at the shorter boy.

"I- I have this for you," He held out a letter with a heart on the envelope with a fancy P written on the cover.

She grabbed the letter and looked back at the boy, who looked like he was about to pass out from fear. She gave a fake smile. "Thank you, Noah," She kissed him on the cheek and as she closed the door, she heard a thud. The beauty chuckled and walked over to her bed.

Fleur looked at the letter and groaned. She snapped her fingers and the letter was soon in ashes. She sat down on her bed and stared up to the ceiling. She closed her eyes and began to get lost in her thoughts.

(Next morning)

"So where did you disappeared to last night, Harry?" Finn asked with a smirk. His green tie was a mess and he seemed to be missing half of his uniform. It's a miracle he can even find this way around the school. "I saw you sneaking out,"

"I just need some air, that's all," he answered as he continued to poke at his breakfast. "What did I miss?"

"Nothing much, all you need to know is that you can put your name into that goblet over there," He pointed to a goblet that spewed out blue flame at the front of the great hall. "If you do, you can be selected to be the champion for Hogwarts in the tournament."

"The only rule is that you have to be seventeen," Micheal added. "We are announcing who gets to be chosen tomorrow evening on Halloween,"

"You thinking of entering lads?" Finn asked as he shoved a waffle into his mouth.

"I don't think my father would want me to enter a tournament that could kill me," The gray-eyed wizard stated. "And you know Harry,"

"Fair enough,"

"What is even gonna happen in the tournament?" Harry asked.

"No one knows, it is all a mystery," Micheal explained. "All we know is that there will be three champions and the prize is one thousand galleons and 'eternal glory'"

"I heard that Beauxbatons has a Veela as one of their students, so you know she's gonna be a pain to deal with." Finn noted.

Both of the friends looked at him intently. "A Veela?" Micheal asked.

"Yes, sir. A Veela, I'm keeping my eyes out so I can catch this beauty,"

"You think you can bed her in one year?" Harry teased.

"Lad, I just need to turn up the charm and she will be mine by dinner,"

"Well good luck finding her, I'm pretty sure every guy will be all over her," Micheal teased.

"Lad, no one can charm the ladies like I can." He spoke with bravado.

Harry chuckled and went back to his thoughts. His mind drifted back to the girl from the previous night. He couldn't stop thinking about her. "Could she be the Veela?"

Suddenly he felt a weird pull, the one he felt from the last night. He turned his head towards the feeling and not to his surprise, everyone was looking in the same direction. That's when he saw her. Just as beautiful as last night.

"I believe we found her," Micheal stated with a chuckle.

She was alone, which was weird for Harry. Without a second thought, he stood up and walked over to her. As he got closer, he felt the pull getting stronger.

He felt the number of eyes looking at him. They were piercing. She looked at him and he noted that her face relaxed a bit.

"Well, good morning to you," he stated quietly.

"Likewise,"

"Finally decided to be social?"

She shrugged. "Wasn't my choice but my 'eadmistress told me to go explore,"

He chuckled. "Fair enough," He noticed that she looked over his shoulder and sighed.

"May I make a request?"

"Uh, sure,"

"Would you mind giving me a tour of your school?" Harry was taken back by the request but he didn't mind.

"Of course,"

She smiled but it quickly went away. "Lead zee way," She turned tail and began walking away. Harry looked back and noticed his two friends staring at him with gaping mouths. He chuckled and followed her.

The pair sat quietly at the lake, the young man stood in the shallow part of the lake, skipping rocks. The young woman hugged her legs and watched his figure, she caught herself staring a little too long. Neither of them said much to one another. Despite being strangers, she felt comfortable with him.

"Did you really want a tour of the school or was that just an excuse to leave?" he asked while still looking out to the water.

She scoffed. "I would expect a loner to understand,"

"What makes you think I am a loner?" He kept skipping rocks.

"Well, you did tell me last night that you don't like being around ozzer a lot, I just assumed,"

He chuckled. "I guess I am a loner, is that a problem?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "Shouldn't be an issue, I don't like people eizzer,"

"Now why is that?"

"Oh, beauty is not a gift, eet is a curse," she watched as he stopped playing with the water and turned towards her. She noted his features, a mature face with messy hair and bright green eyes that hid behind round glasses.

"Why do you say that?"

She leaned back on her hands and looked to the sky. "Well, let's see. Girls hate me because zey zink I want to steal zier boyfriends, boys want me and act like fools around me, old men want me and eet's creepy," she watched as the young man laughed. "Now what is so funny?"

"Nothing, it's just I never thought I would ever meet a girl like you,"

She was taken aback. "What do you mean by zat?"

"A girl who is part Veela I mean,"

She was stunned for a moment, she watched the amused look on his face as if he just won a prize. "'Ow did you know?"

"There was a rumor your school had a Veela and I just assumed considering everything you just told me,"

Fleur scoffed and shook her head. "You Englishmen are razzer blunt aren't you?"

"It doesn't take a genius to figure it out," he walked over and sat down next to her. She caught his scent which was filled with cinnamon.

"So tell me then, why are you a loner," he leaned back on his hands as well and looked into the sky.

"Hmm, I guess it may have to do with the fact that I was always a quiet child and when I got older it just never changed. I feel alone in a crowd that's all,"

"Hmm," she watched as he looked at her. "Why zee guitar?"

His expression changed and was replaced with a mixture of joy and sorrow. "My father always played and he taught me when I was young. It was the only thing that made me feel comfortable and I guess I just enjoy the music. What about you? Do you play any instruments?"

Fleur sighed and laughed. "I play zee piano,"

"Why the piano?"

"Because my grandmama told me to, I used to enjoy eet but eet is just a chore nowadays," She dug her fingers into the ground and he seemed to notice. He decided not to press the question.

"Well, I think that's impressive, I could never learn the piano if I tried,"

She chuckled. "Eet's not as 'ard as people may zink eet is,"

"You've been playing for years so I think you have an unfair advantage in saying that,"

"Well, I 'ave to play eet whezzer I like eet or not,"

"Parents?"

"Grandparents,"

"I see," It got quiet between the two of them for a moment before he asked another question. He was looking out into the water once more. "Do you ever wonder how life would be if you just disappeared? Like how people would react?" She was slow to answer. It was never a question she thought about. "You don't have to answer if you can't,"

"I wouldn't know, eet would be easier to live life I suppose, not having a marriage proposal every ozzer week would be nice,"

"Does that really happen?"

"You would be surprised," he laughed.

"Well, what do you think life would be like if you weren't a Veela? Like people saw you for, well you and not just for your beauty?"

"I'm only part Veela but I would guess eet would be a little more manageable,"

"I'm guessing not a lot of guys get your attention?"

"My attention?" he nodded but his vision was still forward.

"It's easy for them to be attracted to you but I'm guessing it would be hard for them to catch your eyes,"

She thought about it for a moment. "Zere was one guy but you wouldn't want to 'ere about eet?"

"I've heard a lot of things before, go ahead,"

"Well, I was very young and he goes to zee same piano class as me. I zought 'e was different because he was a bubbling idiot around me. 'E was sweet and kind. He made me smile a lot and I guess I 'ad a crush,"

"Why didn't you do anything about it?" he asked with genuine curiosity.

"I was ten, dating wasn't a big zing for me and 'e was sixteen. 'E wouldn't go for someone like me at zat age," she couldn't help but laugh at his reaction at her revelation.

"I see," he laughed as well.

"What about your romantic life?" he laughed even harder at her question.

"It's none existent, never had a girlfriend or a crush,"

"Really? And I zought I was 'ard to please," It caught her by surprise by him gently hitting her arm. She didn't mind it.

"It's nothing like that, it's just that a lot of girls here are not that special. They all act the same or they're a little weird. It gets tiring after seven years,"

"A little weird is not such a bad zing you know,"

"So you count eating bugs and being obsessed with toads as a little weird," Fleur watched him laugh as a look of disgust appeared on her face.

"I take zat back zen,"

He stopped laughing slowly. "It's funny to think how easy it is to fall in love with someone," She felt her gut drop for a moment. She couldn't explain it.

"What makes you say zat?"

"I know people at this school who date someone for a week and then moved on to a new person the next week. I'm not saying it's real love, I'm saying that it easy to move on from your feelings,"

"What would you do if you fall in love? Real love,"

It was his turn to think about the question. He took longer than her. "Well, I would hold them tight and protect them from the world. Because you can lose someone in a flash," she notices his eyes getting teary. She hesitated with her next question.

"'Ave you ever lost anyone?" she watched him bit his lips and tears were flowing freely. She thought about reaching a hand out but felt like it wasn't her place. "I'm sorry if I crossed a line,"

He wiped the tears away and took a deep breath. "No, it's okay," she gave him a moment. "I lost my father last year, he just disappeared when he was on a mission for our government, they tried to look for him but there was not a single trace of him anywhere," Fleur felt like a dagger was thrust through her stomach.

"I. I am really sorry to 'ear zat,"

He shook his head. "Thank you, it's just hard because everything changed. My mother passed away not long after he disappeared. My sister was moved to live with my aunt. My brother and I were sent to live with our grandparents. It doesn't feel like a family anymore," she didn't say anything, she didn't know what to say. "I just want a second with him, to tell him I love him,"

She took a deep breath. "Wherever 'e is, I'm sure 'e knows you love 'im,"

He was quiet but there was a smile on his face. "You know, it was nice to hear that," he looked at his watch and a grim look appeared on his face. "Shit, I am late to class,"

She chuckled. "I'm sorry for keeping you,"

He stood up quickly and grabbed his bag. "It was nice to talk to you, I hope we do it again sometimes,"

She gave him a genuine smile for once. "I feel the same, 'ow about you come back tonight, let's say at six?"

He smiled as he quickly put his bag over his shoulder. "Sounds like a plan, I'll talk to you later. Bye." He quickly ran off and she watched his figure disappeared.

"He is something else, I wonder if Marie may be right for once," She thought to herself as she felt a wide smile appearing.

AN: Double upload haha. All I need to say is that I'm writing chapters as long as I feel like they need to be, besides that. Thank you for reading.