Fleur bit the end of her pencil as she looked down at her book and paper. The young woman stared intently at the book but the information didn't seem to stick. She took the pencil out of her mouth and sighed. She closed the book and climbed off her bed in defeat.

The young woman got dressed and walked out of her room; she made her way over to the recreational area and was surprised that the room was mostly empty. The one other person in the room sat on one of the couches, not looking at the beauty.

Fleur didn't mind for it being empty. She walked over to one of the other couches that were empty and sat down. She reached over and grabbed one of the many magazines from the table and began flipping through the pages. She couldn't help but stop on a bottle of perfume she had her eyes on for a while.

The young woman quickly skimmed through the colorful pages and stopped for a moment at an ad for a weight loss supplement before quickly moving on. Fleur felt uneasy for a moment and her suspicion was right when she felt the magazine ripped out of her hands. She looked up at the figure who took the book and she felt anger rising through her body.

"What do you want Pierre?" She asked as the boy foolishly grinned.

"Oh, just wanted to see your pretty little face that's all," He stated in a flirty manner that only made Fleur sicker.

"Little? I am taller than you," The young woman stood up and their height difference was evident.

The young man scoffed. "Oh, it's easy to say that when you are wearing heels. By the way, those heels make your legs look great," The young woman looked down at her feet, she was not wearing any shoes. She rolled her eyes and tried to walk away, but he grabbed her arm. "Come on baby, just give me a kiss," He puckered his lips and closed his eyes.

Fleur rolled her eyes and ripped her arm away, proceeding to slap him so hard that he fell onto the couch. "You need help Pierre," She turned around and walked away in a huff. She walked outside into the warm afternoon. The wet grass made her socks wet but she didn't care, she just had to get out of that carriage.

She walked back to the spot that she sat with Harry earlier and sat down. She hugged her legs and stared out into the water. She closed her eyes and allowed for her thoughts to run wild.

Harry stared at the front of the class, all the information came in one ear and out the other. He felt himself slowly drifting off, that was until a piece of paper hit him in the back of the head. The young man turned back towards the person who threw it, it was Finn.

"Pst, where did you go lad?" He whispered.

Harry gave a confused look and shrugged his shoulders.

The Irishmen rolled his eyes. "Did you-" Harry couldn't hear the last part. He gave a confused look.

Finn tried to speak but was quickly cut off by Snape. "Is there a problem Mr. Murphy?" he asked in a cold and horsed voice.

The redhead sat up straight and cleared his throat. "No, everything is fine, professor,"

"I would appreciate it if you did not speak during my lesson, do I make myself clear?"

The young man shook his head and the professor walked away. Harry struggled not to laugh. His friend show him a dirty look. The black hair young man turned his attention back to the board.

A little bit later, the class ended. Harry stood up and began to pack his bag up quickly but was taken aback when Finn slammed his hand on his desk.

"Lad, how did you get her?!" he yelled. Out of the corner of his eyes, Harry could see the rest of the class looking at him. The emerald-eyed young man shot his friend a look, which he instantly knew what he wanted.

The two friends walked out of the class. "Could you be any louder?" Harry asked with a chuckle.

"Lad, when someone manages to bag a Veela, it is big news,"

"Well, Snape didn't think so,"

"I'm a Slytherin, he does not care. Now stop avoiding the question, how did you get that girl!?" He yelled.

"First of all, stop yelling," he stated in an annoyed tone. "Second, I didn't get anyone, we met last night,"

"Uh-huh and you decided to give her a 'personal tour' of the castle didn't you," He asked with air quotes.

"Yes, I gave her a tour of the castle, we have to be nice to our guests,"

The Irishmen rolled his eyes. "Says the bastard who left the opening ceremony,"

"You know what I mean,"

"So what, are you and her an item now?"

"Again, we just met last night, I barely know the girl. I don't think dating her is a smart choice,"

"But you think she's beautiful don't you?" he gave him a suggestive look. Harry rolled his eyes.

"I'm pretty sure you think she's beautiful as well. I'm pretty damn sure the entire school thinks she's beautiful,"

"You are not wrong, but it is not often when the loner of the school gets the attention of a Veela," he stated as he walked away with a wink. The emerald-eyed wizard rolled his eyes and walked the opposite direction. He walked slowly to his class and stopped outside the door.

"I don't feel like going to this class," He looked around cautiously and walked away with the crowd.

The young man walked slowly down to his spot by the lake, as he got closer, he was shocked to find that someone else was already there. Her blonde hair was a mess and she was dressed in what seemed to be sleepwear.

He sighed and walked down to the spot.

"I didn't expect to see you here," he stated softly. The young woman opened her eyes and looked up at the young man. Her expression relaxed and she gave him a weak grin.

"Shouldn't you be in class? Eet's only eight in zee morning," Harry placed his stuff down and sat down.

"My grades are stable, I will be fine,"

"Eet's your funeral,"

"What are you doing out here?"

"An annoying boy by zee name of Pierre drove me out 'ere,"

"What did he say?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "Same old shit e's been saying since we first met. Zee same pick-up lines,"

"Have any of them worked?" Harry teased. She shot him a dirty look. He placed his hand up in defense with a foolish grin. "I'm just kidding,"

Fleur rolled her eyes and chuckled. "Considering I'm single, I don't believe zey've worked on me at all,"

"You are hard to please," He instantly put his hands back up, fearing she will hit him. It surprised him when she just laughed.

"You can say zat, I don't know. Eet just gets annoying after a while. Eet would be a nice if I wasn't taller than all of zem,"

"How tall are you?"

"181 cm. I got eet from my papa,"

"I see, well I'm glad I'm taller than you," he chuckled but instantly felt a blush. He looked over and noticed she was trying not to laugh. "I did not mean it like that."

She slowly stopped laughing. "I'm sure you didn't. Eet's fine, I'm used to eet,"

"Thanks," he stated sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck. "So did you enter your name into the tournament?"

She scoffed. "Zat's zee whole reason I'm even 'ere. My headmistress selected zee best students from our school so we 'ave a better chance of winning zee tournament. Did you enter?"

Harry shook his head. "I didn't want to, I don't want to risk my life for something that is that trivial like a tournament,"

"I would not say zat eet's trivial, but I do zink eet's ridiculous,"

"I know my friend Finn entered, but I'm not sure if anyone else,"

"Hmm, still I know our entire school entered. My guess is zat Krum entered as well,"

"You think you will be selected?"

She shrugged. "I don't know, I 'ope not but I don't decide zat,"

"What are your plans after you leave school?"

"I don't know, I never really zought about eet. I didn't even zink I would get to zis point in my life. What about you?"

"I just want to get out and start my own life away from the wizarding world,"

He felt her looking at him with curiosity. "You don't like magic?"

"I just don't like what people do with it, over the last couple of years, all I see are people getting hurt because of it. A corrupted government and a dark lord who wants to return and kill one of my classmates isn't exactly the best thing to be around. Especially if I want to raise a family,"

"Eet must be exciting 'aving somezing 'appen to you ever year," she stated with a small chuckle. Harry felt his heart beat faster. She was beautiful.

"It can be but for me, I just want a simple year, where nothing goes wrong,"

"Simple isn't easy to find nowadays mon amie,"

Harry took a deep breath. "You can say that again, I don't think I have gone a year of school without fearing for my life," he laughed and leaned back on his hands.

"You sound like you 'ave a very interesting life," she grinned.

Harry smiled back and laid back, resting his head on his hands. He looked up at the sky and allowed himself to get lost in his thoughts. "Can I ask you something?"

"What's on your mind?"

"Tell me about yourself," He continued to look at the sky.

"What do you want to know?"

"Well, what makes you, you," It was a shock to him when he felt her lay down under his arm. He could smell her perfume. It was the smell of flowers. Wildflowers. His favorite.

"Well, my fazzer is a muggle-born and my maman is a full Veela. I 'ave a little sister who is nine years younger then me and I used to 'ave a cat but she ran away when I was thirteen. Ozzer zen zat, zere isn't much to tell about me,"

Harry chuckled. "I believe there is a lot about you that people don't know," Fleur sat up and rested on her elbow and looked down at him.

She was inches from his face. He felt his heart beating faster. "Now why do you say zat? I am just a stranger to you," she asked in a very soft tone.

"For starters, I don't think a girl like you would live a simple life," he stated in the same soft tone.

"A girl like me?" Her eyes seemed to sparkle and she tilted her head with a curious look on her face.

"Yeah, a girl like you," he bit his lips.

"What kind of girl am I zen?" she leaned in closer.

"I believe you are a soft-spoken girl, who just wants someone to love you for you," Harry held his breath.

"Yeah, and why do you zink zat I need someone to love me? To make me 'appy? I don't need people to make me 'appy," she placed one hand on his cheek.

Harry fell silent, he got lost in her eyes. She leaned in, closer and closer. Her lips parted and Harry closed his eyes. He waited for something to happen but it never came. He opened his eyes to a smiling Fleur.

"You didn't zink eet would be zat easy? Did you?"

The young man grinned. "No, I guess I shouldn't have,"

Fleur chuckled and sat up. "Eet's a good zing you're cute,"

He sat up as well and looked at the girl. "You think I'm cute?"

"In a dumb way. Like a small puppy," she teased. The young woman rested her head on his shoulder. "I will be 'onest. No one 'as ever treated me like you 'ave,"

"You barely know me,"

"I mean like a person. You actually talk to me and not try to get inside my pants. You are actually interested in me. Zee real me,"

"Who has hurt you Fleur?"

"Why do you believe that I have been 'urt?" He could hear the pain in her voice.

"We are all human, we all have been hurt at some point of our lives. I just assumed you have been as well,"

She scoffed. "What am I gonna do wiz you?" she sighed heavily. "People don't care for me, zey don't. My parents, zey want me to be 'perfect', zey want me to be flawless. I am never treated like a person. I am eizzer a prize for someone or girls just want to use me to get closer to guys. I'm just sick of eet,"

Harry didn't say anything and moved away from her. She looked sad for a moment. Without thinking, he just hugged her. He felt her hugged him tightly. He pulled back and looked at her in the eyes. They had a different shine to them.

"Why did you do zat?"

He smiled softly. "Cause I think that you deserve a hug," She smiled and hugged him tightly.

"She is something else. She really is,"

AN: Next chapter will be a lot longer. I promise.