Fleur has never been shied away from staking her claim over Hermione, the blonde being territorial enough that she would literally fight someone if it meant they would take away what is hers.

Hermione did find it annoying at first which how much the blonde would claim her, never caring about what others would think as she would be affectionate with the younger which in public. Like when they were all sitting at the Gryffindor table, Hermione and Ron arguing about something while Harry would add in his two cents while he watched them argue.

"I am telling you, that it won't work!"

"How do you know! Harry is a fourth year and he-"

"Exactly! He is a fourth year and while I know that Harry is capable of performing big spells, he does not have the time to learn such a hard one in only a few weeks!"

Hermione tensed as felt arms wrap around her suddenly from behind, taking a glance over her shoulder to only turn back to Ron once she realised that it was her girlfriend. Fleur pouted as she and the other French students juts arrived at the Great Hall for breakfast and now, she wished to greet her girlfriend properly after she had a lovely dream about her last night. But it seemed that Hermione had other plans on her mind as she kept arguing with Ron, ignoring the pouting blonde behind her.

"It will work!"

"No, it won't!"

"Why are you so negative!"

"I am realistic! There is a difference."

Hermione was honestly starting to get a headache from the back and forth, the red-head not backing down despite his extremely unrealistic expectation which he has placed on his male best friend. Harry was a great wizard, but he was still a fourth year and they cannot expect him to cast a seventh-year spell for the oncoming task. It just was not realistic, and they didn't have the time.

But as the brunette kept her attention on her friend, she did not realise that the blonde behind her was getting restless and the fact that Ron was taking away Hermione's attention from her and causing her distress was getting to the blonde, and she wanted to get her girlfriend's attention back on her. She is here now so her girlfriend's attention now belongs to her.

"Ma Belle"

Fleur's voice spoke out, her one hand moving to tilt the brunette's head up in mid argument and she leaned down until she pressed a kiss on her lips, a complete Spiderman kiss which made the brunette squeak in surprise at the sudden kiss, the sensation strange and new. Hermione flushed red and was spluttering as the blonde pulled away, a satisfied smile on her face. Ron and Harry stared at the two with slack jawed, completely taken aback from such display of affection.

"F-Fleur!" Hermione started, embarrassment filling every inch of her body as she now noticed that the whole hall was staring at the display of affection. Fleur smile and slid into the seat beside her, and arm wrapped around her waist.

"What? I am just kissing what is mine."

Hermione just stared at her in shock, red cheeks and all as she looked at her friends who were as red as she were. She then felt a quick peck to her jaw and she immediately covered her face in embarrassment and ducked down in her seat while she felt the blonde beside her laugh at her embarrassment.

"No need to be shy mon amour, I am yours too."

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Fleur's glare could melt metal with how hard she was glaring Eric Flintman, one of the political allies in the ministry. With Hermione's growing career in politics and other prospects of the ministry of magic, Hermione has grown close with a few of her colleagues, Eric being one of them. He was a fairy man who was kind enough to help Hermione during the late nights that she spends at the ministry pouring over laws and other regulations of the magical world.

Tonight there was a celebration of the law of the House elves being compensated for their service, a big victory to Hermione's department as she had been working hard to get the law to pass. And as celebration, a party at the leaky cauldron was being held and with Fleur being the support and comfort which the brunette needed during the stressful working days to get the law passed, she was invited as Hermione's date.

But of course, Fleur has always had a slight distaste towards Hermione's colleagues, not because they were bad people to say, but because they were rather quite close to Hermione than she would prefer. And Eric was especially someone whom she was very weary of because with how often they have spent their nights together at the ministry made the green monster appear in the blonde and her veins were going green in envy as she watched Hermione laughing at something which Eric was saying.

Even when Fleur headed over to her and wrapped her arms around Hermione's waist in her usual fashion, Eric and Hermione still spoke animatedly, even though the brunette leaned into her embrace while covering her arms with one hand. Eric flinted his gaze between Hermione and Fleur, unsure if he could still speak while in the blonde's presence but he decided to continue, both her and Hermione vividly discussing the possibilities of the further effects of the house elves freedom and compensation.

Fleur stayed and listened, her gaze only getting sharper the more Eric made Hermione laugh and her blood was practically boiling when Eric reached out and touched Hermione's hand which was holding the drink she had ordered not so long ago. Soon, Fleur got the desire that she had to show that Hermione was hers and to stake her claim before he or any of the other colleagues get any ideas that they had shoot their spell to get with the young witch.

Hermione honestly believed that Fleur had nothing to worry about as her eyes were only on her, but she could never control Fleur's tendencies and they come at the most random times. So when Hermione felt lips on her neck, she paused from the conversation, tensing as she felt Fleur beginning to press light kisses to her neck. Eric's eyes widened at the gesture, but Hermione closed her eyes for a minute to gather herself before carrying on the conversation, trying her best to ignore the tightening embrace around her waist.

Fleur's eyes flinted up to look at Eric, who now seemed more distracted the more the blonde was peppering her beloved's neck in kisses. And when he locked eyes with her again, Fleur made a show and bit down, the skin in her mouth gently being sucked up by the blonde.

Hermione yelped at the sudden bite and Eric's eyes went as big as saucers and his face resembled the colour of a tomato as he stumered away, backing away while he looked at Hermione in a frenzied way.

"I-I- I will talk to you later! I- I need to get a drink!"

And then he hurried off, leaving behind a red-faced Hermione with a veela attached to her neck, sucking and biting with the intent to leave a mark. Hermione whirled around to face the veela, her lips being removed from Hermione's neck with a pop and a smirk on her face as Hermione looked at her angrily.

"Fleur!"

"What? I am simply showing him that you are mine."

Fleur gets very territorial over Hermione and she isn't shy to stake her claim on her. So, Hermione eventually learns how to be able to make it clear that she is taken for, because each time Fleur stakes her claim, she feels that she could just die of embarrassment. The blonde isn't afraid to claim what is hers and why should she. Hermione belongs to her and she will make everyone know that.