Fleur had been waiting for them to come back the minute they went to the headmistress office. She decided that it was better to try to distract herself with a book or something and went to her dorm, it was on the Ravenclaw's Tower. She had chosen to sleep there, thinking it wouldn't be too obvious she was actually head over heels for the Wise Girl. Choosing a book from the bookcase of the common room she made herself comfortable on an armchair by the window, it had become her favorite seat in the room.
"Oh. Hi, Fleur!" Luna entered the common room, skipping, and stopped in front of her a few hours later. "How are you? I forgot to thank you for the help before, fighting those death eaters…" Fleur smiled, that girl intrigued her. "Oh, you have an Wrackspurts infestation…" the veela was confused again, it was the second time the girl talked about those creatures. "Quick, think about Hermione!" She quickly added, making Fleur even more confused.
"Sorry, but…"
"To get rid of Wrackspurts you must think about something that makes you happy. You see? It worked!" The younger blonde smiled.
"But why would you tell me to zink about 'ermione?" She said, trying not to blush.
"Well, she is your mate. I believe she would be a happy thought for you…"
"What? 'ow did you know? Oh, I'm going to kill zat freaking Weasley!" Fleur went pale when Luna said mate and promptly stood.
"Bill? He has nothing to do with me knowing. You see, I tend to observe a lot everyone around me. So I tend to see some things before others…" Luna smiled to Fleur as the latter sat back down. "And the way you look at her…"
"But 'ow do you know about veela mating?"
"Oh, I love learning about magical creatures so when you came here the first time, I was intrigued and read about your heritage."
"Oh… Luna, can you please not talk about zis with anyone? I 'ave to figure out what I'll say to 'er."
"Sure, Fleur." The girl smiled. Fleur watched as Luna fumbled her clothes, looking for something. She held a galleon on her hands. "Ah! She is back!"
"Pardon? 'ow do you know?" Fleur suddenly was nervous.
"The headmistress has one of these" The girl showed her an altered galleon. "It's a DA galleon. Professor McGonagall promised to warn us when Hermione got back. She's bringing her parents here before taking them back home. Hermione invented those so she could let us know when we had a meeting."
The veela was proud, her mate was indeed wise. Her's, that's how she liked to think of the girl but it wasn't really the truth. Fleur talked to her mother on the prior day, telling her about Hermione. The woman was pleased to know that her oldest daughter had such luck, it was known in the veela community that finding a mate was really rare.
"I'm going back down to the Great Hall. Are you coming?" Luna's voice made her come back to reality, she nodded and began following the younger girl. "I wonder why Hermione picked up so many books on veelas last night. I never saw her demonstrating so much interest in magical creatures before…" And again, Fleur's mind wandered to the brunette. Why was she doing such research? The blonde noticed that she had to read more about her own heritage, she didn't know much about the mating process. "Fleur? Are you coming?" The other girl asked from the Great Hall's entrance. Out of her trance she noticed she had stopped at the last step of the stair case.
"Oui!" She said, fumbling to go after her and enter the hall.
When she stepped in the room, her laughter was the first thing she heard. Inadvertently, she smiled and looked for her. When she found her, the brunette was already looking at her but quickly adverted her gaze. Fleur walked to her, slowly, taking in every trace of her face as if she wouldn't see her again. Hermione's mother didn't miss the way the blonde stared at her daughter. Fleur didn't notice, but the woman greeted her with a crooked brow.
"'ello 'emione! 'ad a good travel back?" Fleur couldn't stop smiling.
"Oh, hi Fleur!" Her smile distracted her. "Mom, Dad, that's Fleur, she is the one I said that helped me with the reversing spell."
"Pleasure to meet you!" Fleur said, snapping out of her trance before it was obvious.
"Equally. Thank you so much!" The older woman promptly greeted her.
"Miss Delacour! I was looking for you. Good you two are here" Professor McGonagall approached them. Hermione startled as she had been lost in her own thoughts while her parents talked to Fleur.
"Oh, she is the Delacour person…" Her mother said under her breath in a way that only her could listen. She looked at the professor and tried to keep herself from blushing.
"Oui, 'eadmistress."
"The Minister has requested reports on the battle, since you and miss Granger here fought mostly together, I believe you could work on those." McGonagall smiled at them, Hermione grew nervous at the thought of spending more time with the blonde. "And, Fleur, he is considering you to work with him and the Auror Division dismantling the protections on some of the death eaters' manors."
"Yes, ma'am." They both said to the older witch. "I'll wait for him to get in touch." Fleur said.
"Good. Now, it is late for you to get back home today, miss Granger. I'd be happy to provide your parents a place to stay in the castle. I believe a professor's chamber will do." She smiled and looked at her parents, who nodded.
"Thank you, professor."
"So, how do you manage to keep so many information inside that little box you call computers? And how do you make those moving photos you call movies without magic?" Mr Weasley appeared from somewhere near the redhead gathering. He had gotten away from his wife, who was trying to keep him from asking her parents so many questions about the muggle world. They smiled at the redheaded man and began explaining as much as they could to him. Soon, both girls were left alone.
"Uh, when will you be able to meet me and discuss the report?" Hermione nervously asked the other girl.
"Anytime! I was planning on visiting maman soon, and I believe zee minister won't zink badly of you eef you want to spend some time with your parents before zinking about zee war." The french smiled at her.
"Oh, I guess I could use some time with them." She said, looking at them, the two people that she missed the most on the past eight months.
"I'll ask zee 'eadmistress when zee reports are duo." the blonde walked away and Hermione caught herself wishing that they would have to work together for a long time. It wasn't long when she got back, smiling. "We 'ave until zee end of zee year to deliver zee 'ole file, with zee reports from everyone zat fought 'ere. And apparently zee minister wants a report from zee Golden Trio about your days 'iding and all."
"How much time were you planning on staying on France? We could meet after you get back…" Hermione asked her, hoping it wouldn't take long.
"Oh, about a week but maman could make me stay a little longer. Sure." Fleur smiler at her. "I can send you an owl saying when I'm going to be back and zen we can set a date."
"Sure…"
Hermione knew her parents would want to go back home early the following day and as soon as dinner finished, she went to her dorm to sleep. This time she found a way to sleep since she wasn't concerned about her parents and apparently, Fleur was willing to spend some time with her. The next morning Hermione woke before Ginny. Not that it was unusual at all, the redhead shared the habit of sleeping until late in the morning with Ron. She was used to it, having been friends with the girl for five years now.
The first thing that she thought that morning had been Fleur and that made her furrow her brows. Why the heck was she thinking so much about her? A thought crossed her mind but she dismissed it, she didn't believe in love in the first sight and she had seen her before the battle. What could possibly have changed? She needed someone to talk to and the sleeping redhead in the next bed wouldn't do. The girl hated Fleur. Not that Hermione could really understand her.
She smiled, thinking about the blonde.
"Oh Merlin, what's happening to me?" She never had been like that about anyone. None of the scarce boys she had kissed and certainly no girls. She needed sometime alone to think and analyze it, that's how her mind worked. It was a good thing she would spend a week with her parents, in a muggle environment. She got out of her bed and changed. Her eyes lingered at the words written on her forearm, the scar still ached a little, what a war mark. She hated that name but simply looking at it now made her feel stronger.
She heard her friend shuffle on her bed and she stood there, looking at her arm. No one, except for Harry, Ron, Luna and, of course, Dobby, had seen it. She quickly masked it with a wave of her wand. She was getting better with wordless magic. Ginny opened her bed curtains, sleepily.
"Good morning, 'Mione…"
"Morning, Ginny! I'm heading down to the Great hall for breakfast…" She smiled at the girl.
"Ok. I'm going. I think mom wants to leave today too. Thankfully all the Order meetings are over. I desperately need my bed." A grumpy Ginny begun to dress herself. "Hey, what's with you and Phlegm? She seems to be around you all the time." The girl was facing her trunk and missed the way Hermione blushed.
"Uh, nothing. It's your imagination, Gin." Was Fleur really near her all the time? "I just remembered I promised that I would show my mother the library before breakfast. See you at the Great hall?"
"Yeah…"
A/N: Heeey! So, I always thought that because Luna is so underrated she was capable of seeing things most people don't. Just love her! What did you think? Please let me know!
And thank for reading and for the reviews! (Hope you liked this one, I had fun writing Fleur/Luna interaction)
