A/N: Welcome back to my crazy world XD. As I wrote in my last author's notes, please keep an open mind with this fic as we will go into uncharted territory with these three 'cousins' that will end up in an eventual Fleurmione. If you don't know, the redhead cousin is Natasha [she appeared in Antique Shop] and the blonde one is Leah [she was mentioned in Antique Shop] and well we have Fleur, so this will be a Fleur centered fic for this first arc. As you might know, I enjoy writing backgrounds about everything, so you have an idea of what might happen in the future. I am really glad that you guys have liked this one crazy project of mine.

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Thestral212: Jajaja te lo dije y eso que no has leido todo lo que ya llevo bwhahaha. Jajaja la autora de 'la teacher' deberian lincharla, bueh, mejor no XD. Jajaja siiii, Hermione es veela y tiene un hermano algo conflictivo en niño.

Beetlejuice: I do have some complaints, as well. First, the author's notes are there for a reason which means that the 'twists' and any additional information like 'I don't write canon' are there for readers to, well, read, so dear reader if you didn't take the time with those lines, I am not the one at fault. Second, I write to my heart's content which means that if I consider that the name of Hermione's mom is important, I will write it down, I am sorry but my writing style is non-negotiable. As for my grammar, let me remind you that I am not an English native speaker so mistakes are expected. If you had kindly pointed out the parts in a private message or even in your review, I would have addressed them, but you didn't so I can't make any corrections, sorry. About canon, as I stated before, I don't write canon as that was JKR's job, mine is to create new worlds and borrow her characters to lead them into different situations canon would never do which translates into the following: I can name any Black family member [that are OCs or not] as I please because they are mine. If the dialogue seems unnatural, I always take suggestions to improve, period. In any case, my stories are to be enjoyed and if this little one is not making you happy, you can always drop it, no hard feelings.

Dr. GleekForever: Welcome! I agree with your point about fanfiction. I think that as long the characters keep their essence, fanfiction writers can do as they please. I try to be very respectful with any character I borrow for that same reason. I am really glad that you liked my story so far and that you had reread them fills me with joy, thank you for your kind words and support, it means the world to me.

One more thing, this chap is dedicated to my most loyal and devoted reader Thestral212 this is my birthday present to you my dear friend. I hope you find this piece enjoyable.

Enjoy!


2.- Kitsune


Despite the time that went by, the Delacour's never stopped trying to find Fleur. They later got the news that the first-born of the Russian main veela family along with the Norwegian heiress were also abducted around the same time. Unfortunately, most of the tips they got, led them to dead ends. A generation of the three main families of veela vanished into thin air leaving their mothers inconsolable.

Years passed by, and Persephone grew under the care and training of her mother Bellatrix that spoiled her but, at the same time, was a strict parent. With time, the young Black heiress became the pride and joy of her mother when she was able to perform magic at a very young age.

Now at eight years of age, Persephone was sent to Durmstrang to start her early education. Bellatrix decided that it was safer for her daughter to be far away from prying eyes since she was a Black and the offspring of one of the most notorious families associated with the Dark Lord. She would definitely be safer there than in Hogwarts.

Along with her, her cousins Eudora y Galatea Black, started attending school as well. They were the other two kidnapped veela the witch sisters bought from the scorpions de platine during that same night Fleur was purchased by Bellatrix.

Eudora's hair was less reddish, and her eyes were dark green instead of artic blue after the glamour her mother Andromeda cast on her. In the case of Galatea her features were closer in looks to Narcissa's and her hair was now straight and a bit darker than her regular silver platinum. They really looked like their real daughters.

The plan of the Black sisters was quite simple. They wanted to have daughters of around the same age, and since Bellatrix and Andromeda's girls and Narcissa's husband and son died in that unfortunate and mysterious accident, and the latter was not able to have more children, the three grieving witches, in a moment of weakness, saw a great opportunity that night when they took a glance at the three girls on sale during that midnight market at knockturn alley and all of them of magical lineage which was great since they would be raised as daughters of powerful witches and knowing that the three toddlers had magic coursing through their veins was a great plus.

The three cousins were trained properly and sent to Durmstrang to start their early education in the dark arts since that school was the most suitable for their mothers' demands.

Gray eyes blinked and stared at a now-familiar ceiling. She had dreamed about this room before. She sat on the bed and examined her hands. They looked paler than usual. Her orbs turned to the closed door of the room when she heard a creaking sound coming from outside.

Leaving the room, the young witch walked through a dark hall flanked by closed doors that she tried to open to no avail. Tired due to the effort, the girl walked to the last room where a faint yellowish light could be seen coming from below.

The young witch sighed when the door didn't open at her failed attempt to cast alohomora. After waving her hand in front of the door knob a soft click was heard, and it cracked open.

The young witch entered the room and gasped surprised when she saw the familiar face of an older witch that she had seen in her dreams a few times before.

"Long time no see" the older witch greeted with a warm smile.

"Hello" the younger girl replied shyly.

"Oh, I am glad that you understand me better now" the taller girl's smile turned into a frown "I almost didn't recognize you as you look quite different"

"What do you mean?" the younger witch tilted her head confused. The older girl summoned a hand mirror and offered it to the smaller child who took it and observed her reflection.

"I look the same as usual" She saw her gray eyes staring back at her and her ebony curls framing her delicate face.

"Then, now look at yourself in this bigger mirror" the taller witch took a step sideways and revealed a standing mirror.

The object shone brightly to the point that both girls had to blink several times. The older witch was now standing behind the younger one. The younger girl gasped the moment she saw their reflection in the mirror.

"It is called the mirror of truth" the older one spoke softly "no glamour charm could fool it, as you can see"

"Glamour?" the dark-haired witch asked tilting her head.

"It's a spell used to conceal one's real appearance" the taller girl added, "my mum told me about it"

"So, that" the younger girl blinked surprised at her azure orbs and silvery blonde straight tresses she was seeing on the mirror's reflection.

"It's our real appearance, yes" the other girl was taller, her hair was lighter in color and her amber eyes shone with a glint of gold.

"We look similar" steely gray orbs blinked confused.

"I think we belong to the same race" the older witch stated pensive "mum told me that I am part veela, so I belong to the magical creatures"

"Veela?" the younger witch asked softly. This was just too much information for her young mind.

The smaller girl let go of the hand mirror she was holding that crashed on the ground and broke in several pieces. Out of nowhere, black matter came down the walls and started covering all.

"There must be a reason why our mothers cast glamour on us, but I wonder why" the older witch mused aloud "in any case, now that I am attending Hogwarts, I can do some research about it"

"What's your name?" the younger girl asked before gasping when the dark matter pooled at her feet and started swallowing her at a rapid pace. There was no escape.

"My name is…" the taller tried to get rid of the dark matter to no avail. "Hold on, let me get rid of this first" The more she struggled to escape the tarlike matter, the stronger its hold became. No other word came out of their mouths when the dark substance swallowed them whole.

Persephone woke up with a gasp. She sat and wiped her sweaty forehead. A frown appeared on it when she tried to recall what her latest dream was about. She knew it was about something or someone important, but she couldn't remember for the life of her. Only a name came to mind.

"Hogwarts"

That's mama's former school.

"What about Hogwarts?" a serious voice asked from the door. Bellatrix was leaning against the doorframe with a raised eyebrow and a lopsided smile.

"Mama…" gray locked with dark orbs and the older witch smiled. She really had a soft spot for her dear daughter.

"Another nightmare?" Bellatrix asked while playing with her skull pendant.

"I…don't remember" Persephone whispered to immediately smile at her mother "I just remembered that I heard you talking with aunt Narcissa about the time you were in school" the young witch lied.

"Ah, yes in the house of silver and green" Bellatrix cackled in remembrance "those were good times indeed"

"You were in the Slytherin house, right mama?" Persephone asked while jumping out of bed before hugging her mother.

"Yes, the best house of all if you ask me" the dark witch mused with a wide smile "now, get ready while the elves finish making breakfast so I can take you to school"

"I thought Kreacher was going to…" the young, gray-eyed girl thought out loud.

"Do you want him to take you?" Bellatrix asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No mama! I want you to take me" Persephone exclaimed and giggled when her mother ruffled her dark curls.

"I will wait for you in the dining room and breakfast will be served in exactly twenty minutes, understood?"

"Ok!" Persephone shouted before running towards the bathroom under the amused stare of Bellatrix Black.

Fifteen minutes later and dressed in a petite dark skirt, thick black leggings and a burgundy coat, Persephone Black entered the dining room to have breakfast with her mother plus her aunts and cousins, so all of them could go together to drop the girls at Durmstrang.

Persephone tried hard to recall the dream, but she just couldn't remember, as if some force was blocking it. This was not the first nor the last time this would happen.

As soon as they finished breakfast, the three mothers and their daughters went to the Tower Bridge where the young girls would take the wooden sailboat that would take them to Durmstrang. After a few tears and emotional hugs, the three young witches boarded the sailboat and waved goodbye to their mothers among smiles and tears. They would not come back until Christmas, more than three months away.


Hermione woke up and had breakfast lost in thought. She recalled part of her last dream, but there were things that she was not able to remember fully, and that annoyed her to no end. It was not the first time that she dreamed about that girl, but this time something was different. She was not able to remember her features clearly but her voice.

She has a soft and sweet voice.

Despite veela tradition of sending their younglings to Beauxbatons, Jeanne Granger let her children chose the magical school they would like to attend since they got invitations from all of them. Hermione opted for Hogwarts and would be chosen by the sorting hat to Gryffindor house while to his mother's surprise, Hermes opted to wear the crimson colors of Durmstrang where he would attend to the most prestigious branch.

Since platform 9¾ was closer to their home, Jeanne dropped Hermione first and then headed to the Tower Bridge so Hermes could take the sailboat for the first time. Right after making sure her son was inside the wooden transport, Jeanne turned around to leave and bumped into a regal blonde. There was something about that witch that made Jeanne frown. Her aura irradiated strong magic but also a more familiar but faint magie.

This is veela magie.

"My apologies, I didn't see you" the elegant blonde stated with half a smile.

"No harm done" Jeanne replied with a lopsided smile. Something in the woman made her feel quite uneasy.

"Cissy are you coming?" a dark-haired woman asked rather loudly. Jeanne turned to look at her and a shiver went down her spine.

That woman is dangerous. The veela in her hissed defensively.

"Coming" Narcissa added before turning to face Jeanne once more "have a good day."

"Same…to you" the Granger matriarch replied before looking at the two witches go. An auburn-haired one joined them, and the three witches disappeared in the crowd. Jeanne sighed with relief. Something was not right about the magical trace she felt since none of those witches was veela, but the magie she felt was.

Faint but veela indeed which was rare as most of them attended Beauxbatons. She didn't have more time to dwell on that when she checked her watch and realized that if she didn't hurry, she would be late for work and her boss could be quite a pain.


At first, the one that had a hard time adapting was the youngest of the three, Galatea since she was spoiled rotten by Narcissa and the blonde girl missed her mommy a lot. The moment she was roomed with her two cousins, young Galatea got used to the routine that her older cousin Persephone followed.

Even the redhead Eudora behaved better under Bellatrix's daughter influence to their teachers' relief that were tired of the redhead's pranks. The three young witches were very talented and ahead of their classes, so they excelled in almost all the subjects they saw in school.

By the time Christmas vacation came, the three cousins had become very popular among their classmates and even older students admired them. There was certain finesse in their movements, some imbedded elegance in everything they did that captivated everyone.

When the holidays were over, the three cousins came back to Durmstrang to continue their early education that was only interrupted by their grandparent's death when they were ten.

Just after their eleventh birthday, the Black sisters took their daughters to Diagon Alley to buy their books and wands and since their school robes had been ordered in advance, they would have to pick them up, as well.

The witches would also make a short trip to the south to enjoy some days under the sun of Greece. The girls loved the beach and their mothers liked spoiling them.

"Here we are, Diagon Alley" Andromeda commented cheerily while her daughter Eudora skipped excitedly around her.

"These two, really" Narcissa shook her head with a small smile while her daughter Galatea wrapped her small arms around her mother's.

"Can you at least behave as you belong to the noble house of Black?" Bellatrix rolled her eyes while Persephone was standing next to her with her hands in her robe's pockets waiting for everyone to regain their composure. Despite her more composed exterior, the young witch was also eyeing everything curiously.

"Where do you want to go first, my princess?" Bellatrix asked her daughter that turned to look at her with shimmering gray eyes.

"Can I get a pet, mum?" Persephone asked with pleading eyes that she knew her mother couldn't resist, and she was not wrong.

"Of course, only the best for my princess" Bellatrix replied with a knowing cackle before heading to the Magical Menagerie with her daughter while the other four still argued about where to go first.

A bell softly chimed the moment mother and daughter entered the pet shop and Persephone felt overwhelmed by the great variety of animals. There were all the species imaginable and the young Black witch didn't know what to choose. Luckily, Durmstrang was less restrictive on the variety of pets their students could have so she can take to school almost any species as pets.

The dark-haired girl walked all the way to the right side of the shop and examined each caged species as if waiting for some kind of sign since she had no idea of what pet to get. She paced the shop back and forth, but no animal caught her attention.

It was not until she heard a low whimper coming from a cage in the far back that Persephone turned and walked towards the soft sound. And then she saw it. It was a small white fox that was faintly sobbing.

Ignoring the 'dangerous species, do not touch' sign placed above the barred enclosure, Persephone brushed her fingers against the metal bars of the cage making a soft clang that caught the little fox's attention. Tiny ears twitched and its curious head turned towards the witch. Emerald eyes looked back at her before moving its paws and legs to stand. The fox walked hesitantly towards the awaiting young witch.

The pup sniffed at the fingers before licking them and Persephone giggled before petting the friendly fox through the metallic bars. Her gray orbs widened when the cub wagged not one but three fluffy, red-tipped tails that matched the tip of its ears and paws. It was adorable.

"It's said that she favors fire magic users" a female employee approached her with a smile "although that fox is quite aloof and moody"

"I think she's lovely" Persephone giggled when the small fox softly nibbled at her fingertips.

"You are the second witch she lets approach without biting their fingers off" the employee chuckled while Persephone quickly retracted her fingers eliciting a whimper from the sad fox that barked softly to catch the witch's attention once more "she likes you"

"I think she actually does" Persephone replied while playing with the fox through the bars before turning to look at the employee "can I hold her? I promise to be careful"

"I don't know" the employee rubbed the back of her neck "she's very temperamental"

"Hey little one" Persephone cooed, and the fox's ears twitched "will you behave if we let you out?" The pup gave a happy high-pitched bark before wagging her tails and jumping around excitedly "see? She will behave"

"Fine" the female employee sighed before using her wand to unlock the charmed bolt "but if she breaks anything, you will pay for it"

"Absolutely!" the young witch added excitedly.

The moment the small door opened, the fox jumped towards Persephone and landed on her forearm before climbing all the way to her neck and hid its body in the young girl's dark curls while its three white and fluffy tails wrapped around her neck. Only the tails' red tips were visible. On the left side of Persephone's face, the fox showed her head that rested over her front paws.

"I'll take her" Persephone giggled when the fox licked her left cheek in approval.

"Oh, great choice, young one," the shop owner said when she saw Persephone coming "this little one had been waiting for the right owner for quite a while"

"Is that a fox, princess?" Bellatrix asked her daughter while observing her new pet.

"A three-tailed fox to be precise, madam" the shop owner added before placing some parchments and some food for the fox on the counter "they are very rare. The more tails, the older and wiser they are. It is said that they turn into pugs each time a new tail grows"

"How old is she, then?" Persephone asked whilst petting the fox's head.

"According to the legends, each tail counts as a hundred years" the man replied "so she must be around three hundred years old" a high-pitched bark coming from the fox made the shop owner smile "and she's quite smart, too"

"Can I have her, mum?" Persephone asked softly and Bellatrix cackled amused at her daughter's pleading tone.

"How much for the little fox?" the dark witch asked while reaching for her pouch bag.

"88 galleons with food provision for three months, plus all her papers, permissions and certifications" the shop owner added "of course that we will include a carrying cage of her choosing"

"Pricey" Bellatrix mused as she observed her daughter playing with the feisty fox that was now jumping around Persephone who giggled amused "but worth it" the dark witch handed the man the money he asked for.

"You bought her a fox?" Narcissa asked her oldest sister while entering the shop "how is that even possible? Aren't they supposed to be banned?"

"There was a legislation from a decade ago that allowed foreign magical creatures to be imported to Europe and Japan had a surplus that same year, that is why some ended up here which made them legal if they have the proper certification and registration" Andromeda added while petting a nearby dark owl.

"Always the smartarse" Bellatrix cackled while patting her middle sister's on the back "in any case, this fine man has one more if you girls are interested, am I right?" the dark witch pointed at the shop owner that nodded with a polite smile. He knew better than contradict the infamous Black sisters.

"Indeed" the shop owner directed the women towards the place Persephone came with her fox. There was one more cage with a warning sign that the man pointed at "that one there has a male fox favoring the same kind of magic"

"Mum, can I approach them?" Galatea asked her mother.

"Aren't they dangerous?" Narcissa asked cautiously. She didn't want anything bad happening to her dear daughter.

"I think they won't do the girls any harm" the man smiled while pointing at the white fox "as a matter of fact, it's the first time I see her that excited"

"Look momma, this little one is so cute" the blonde Galatea commented while trying to pet a sleeping red fox that blatantly ignored her.

"Hey pup, we wanna see your face" Eudora tapped the metal bars which made the male fox raise its ears and a low growl was heard.

"I don't think he wants to be disturbed" Galatea whispered taking a small step back. Something about the red fox made her uncomfortable.

"Nonsense" her redhead cousin replied while tapping on the cage "he's just lazy" at this, the red fox raised its head and in a swift move jumped towards the front of the cage and if it wasn't for Andromeda's quick reflexes, her daughter could have lost a finger when the red fox sank his teeth into the metal bars of the cage and his now orange orbs shone dangerously.

"Careful there, my dear troublemaker" the auburn-haired witch added before turning to the cage "I apologize for my daughter. She is a bit too feisty" the fox sat and gave a high-pitched bark before growling to the young redhead once more.

"I think I want a cat instead" Galatea whispered to her mother that just nodded and both walked towards where the kittens were kept.

"I guess that's a no for a fox, huh" Eudora voiced, and her mother nodded with a smile "well, how about an owl?"

"That I can buy you and rest assured that it won't bite your fingers off much" Andromeda chuckled while walking where the owls were along with her sulking daughter. After deciding the best owl and cat for their daughters, the Black sisters walked back to the counter to get the food and fill the paperwork for their daughters' pet registration.


"Boys, we can meet in Flourish and Blotts in an hour to get our books, I need to buy some things first" a female voice added in a slight hurry after leaving Gringotts.

"What is so important that you have to go by yourself?" a loud voice protested "we always do everything together!"

"Mate let her be" a softer male voice commented, "she's just going to buy the stuff you don't care about like parchments and quills, right 'mione?"

"That, and I have to pick up my new robes for this year" the Gryffindor replied grumpily "and don't call me that, you know that I hate that stupid nickname" the bushy-haired witch turned on her heels and walked away leaving her two friends alone.

"What's with her?" Ron grumbled "it's like she hates me or something"

"As I said, let her be" Harry calmly cleaned his glasses "she wants a moment for herself, that's all"

"I don't bloody understand her" Ron raised his hands exasperated.

"How about we go to Quality Quidditch Supplies and check out the new brooms? I heard that the new models just arrived a few days ago" Harry offered with a smile.

"Brilliant, let's go" Ron walked towards the store with the boy who lived in tow "that's way better than parchments and quills anyway"


"Ugh" Persephone landed on the ground with a loud thud the moment she bumped into a taller brown-haired witch. The dark-haired girl was rushing towards the pet shop to pick up her new pet's tag ID before joining her family to buy their wands.

"I am really sorry" Hermione apologized profusely before offering her hand to the dark-haired girl "are you ok?"

"I am, do not worry" the younger witch smiled and stood with the help of Hermione's hand while trying hard to ignore the familiar feeling towards the older witch "it is my fault as I wasn't looking where I was going"

"Well…" Hermione picked up her garment bag with her uniform and rubbed the back of her neck embarrassed "if you are ok, I will take my leave" the Gryffindor smiled before turning to walk towards the Magical Menagerie. The fourth-year turned to look at the younger witch once more and amber locked with gray "see you around and sorry again" after that, Hermione walked towards the magical pet shop.

"It's ok-" Persephone's smile turned into a frown the moment the Gryffindor disappeared.

Who was that?

I think I have seen her before, but where?

She was carrying a Hogwarts' uniform which means that she must be attending that school, but I know no one from there, but she seems so familiar.

Weird.

"Earth to Persh" Galatea called before waving her hand in front of her oldest cousin's face. The blonde and redhead girls just arrived to find a pensive Persephone. Gray orbs blinked confused before locking with the blonde's azure "you have been standing there for a while, are you okay?"

"I am" Persephone replied.

"Did you get them?" Galatea asked with a smile.

"I did" the dark-haired girl replied before showing her cousins the bag with the ID tags for their pets.

"Let's go then because I am starving" Eudora's stomach growled loudly, and the cousins giggled.

"See? I need food" the redhead witch exclaimed and the three laughing witches walked to meet their mothers and have something to eat before doing some more shopping.


"That was certainly odd" Hermione whispered to herself while pushing the door of the Magical Menagerie and entering the shop. The Gryffindor could swear that, after bumping into that dark-haired girl, she saw a royal blue thread tied to her left little finger that was somehow linked to a golden thread tied around that girl's right pinkie. The moment she blinked to take a better look at it, the thread vanished.

"What's odd, Hermione?" a female voice brought her back from her thoughts, and the Gryffindor's amber locked with light green.

"Oh, hi Ava" from the time she bought Crookshanks a few years ago, the now fourth-year student had become a regular customer of the pet shop and since her cat had gotten lost right after finishing her second year, the Gryffindor felt it was time to get another pet "nevermind me, how are you?"

"I am fine, are you coming to your yearly visit?" the woman asked while fixing her hair in a messy bun.

"Actually, I came to buy her" Hermione replied with a wide smile while holding a small money bag "I have been saving for a full year to finally be able to get her"

"Oh dear" Ava exclaimed with a sad tone "the girl was sold earlier today, I am sorry, Hermione"

"All for naught" the Gryffindor sighed. She had saved all this time to get that white and red fox when the little pup caught her interest last year and, according to Ava, she was the only one that the picky fox got along with.

Apparently, she found a more suited owner.

"But there's still the male one" Ava offered while pointing behind her right shoulder "he almost bit the fingers off of a young witch that wanted to approach him."

"I remember him being quite aloof" Hermione mused while approaching the dark cage. Inside, tiny red ears twitched, and a petite red and white snout raised towards the sound of voices approaching its barred enclosure. Sapphire eyes cracked open and the small red fox tilted his head when he saw two smiling faces staring back at him.

"Hey, little one" Hermione greeted the pup with a grin that widened the moment the small fox yawned.

"He is certainly adorable" Ava commented before using her wand to lower the guards around the cage "let him smell your hand first"

"So, he gets used to me, innit?" Hermione asked with her amber orbs locked with the sapphire of the red fox that was now slowly approaching.

"I will only take you if you accept me" the Gryffindor whispered softly, and the fox stared at her for a few seconds before a high-pitched bark was heard. The fox now sat and raised his two fluffy red tails. Each one of them had the tip tinted of the same shade of white as his chest, paws, and around his eyes.

"Oh, he is a two-tailed fox, that's quite rare" the Gryffindor voiced while placed her hands facing up inside the cage. Having read several books on Asian magical creatures, Hermione knew that she had to let the fox decide if he wanted her as a companion.

One thing that she really liked about this particular species was that you couldn't own a fox, even if you buy it, but let them choose you. If you force them, they will flee but not before cursing you and fox curses are ancient magic that is very difficult to break.

"Here" Hermione placed a few berries she had brought with her and that she knew that foxes liked. The pup sniffed at the reddish fruit before devouring it. After finishing the last one, a high-pitched bark was heard, and the small fox nibbled Hermione's fingertips in approval while his two tails wagged lightly.

"He accepted you!" Ava exclaimed with a gasp. That fox was so picky with everything that it was a miracle that he actually decided to choose to be the girl's companion.

"Come here, little one" Hermione grabbed the red fox and held him in her arms. Feeling comfortable, the red pup yawned and closed his eyes. Hermione turned to look at Ava with a wide smile "I'll take him."

"Brilliant" Ava replied before heading to the counter to grab the registration parchments that Hermione had to fill up before taking the now asleep pup "what are you going to name him?"

Hermione looked down at the now sleeping fox in her arms. The warmth that exuded from the fur was as if he had a fever, but the Gryffindor felt at ease with it, as if harmonized with her own magic.

He definitely favors fire and likes to fight.

"Ares" the word escaped Hermione's lips and the fox's ears twitched in approval "his name is Ares."


A/N: Short young Fleurmione moment is always adorable to write.

Fun fact: Kitsune [chap's title] means Fox in Japanese which I think fits this chap like a glove. As you can see, I might introduce a different kind of mythology in this fic, and again, be patient with me and thank you for reading. Now let me know your thoughts.