A/N: You may notice most of Fleur's lines are written in unaccented english, that's because she is speaking in french, dears. Given I basically have no capacity to write in french unless I use google translator. Hope you like this one!


She had been in France for four days and Gabrielle was yet to let her be with the teasing about finding her mate in the middle of a battle. Better yet, her mate was only one of the keys that led us to winning.

"Hé Granger Girl!"(Hey, Granger Girl!) The younger had just found a way to tease her some more, great. "So, I was thinking, we should go out so you can buy Hermione something…"

"I'd love to, but she's not my girlfriend and why would I buy her something being that the case?"

"I don't know. You could buy your friends there something and give her whatever you want…"

"Gabe, I'm not even sure I could be considered her friends."

"You said you had to go back so you can meet her!"

"Yeah, the part that we will be writing official reports should cross your mind!" She rolled her eyes.

Fleur indeed wanted to buy Hermione something but she was positive the girl wouldn't accept an out of nowhere gift. She wasn't even sure she would accept the book. A few hours later, Fleur decided to read a muggle novel that Harry said he liked. She was currently cozily sat on the armchair she had on her bedroom. The day she arrived there, she moved some of the room's furniture around and ended up placing that specific armchair by the window. She was now so used to the British cold weather that she magically changed her room's thermostat. The woman had a blanket wrapped around her and was so caught up on the book that she didn't hear the faint knock on her door, nor the sound of the door opening.

"Oh, my Merlin! It's freezing here!" Gabrielle whined, getting Fleur's attention.

"Good, then stay clear." She smiled at her sister, as the other girl drew her want out and performed a warming spell.

"Better. Fleur, mom is looking for you."

"Ok. Going."

Fleur decided that she loved being back at her childhood house, she didn't need to worry about anything work related or house related. There she was simply Appoline's daughter. Thinking about work made her remember she had yet to answer the Minister about the work proposal she had officially received the day she had gotten there. She made a mental note to do that as soon as she discovered what her mother needed. The girl didn't need to ask her sister to know where to find her mother, the manor they lived was huge, but her mother had a favorite spot. The garden. To more exact, the greenhouse, taking care of her beloved flowers. Yes, that was the reason for her name.

"Were you looking for me, mom?"

"Yes, I have been meaning to ask you, how do you plan on acting about your mate?"

That was what she feared, her mother asking her about Hermione.

"I don't know. I'm not sure about what she feels about me by now."

"You are her mate, Fleur." Her mother sent her a scolding look.

"Yes, but I'm well aware that not all veela's mates are able to correspond the bounding we hold to them." She breathed out, heavily. She hoped that it wasn't the case.

"I'll accept your answer by now. But have in mind that we will return to that conversation later."

"Yes, maman."

Fleur got back to her room and reread the minister letter, letting every inch of the proposal sink in. He wanted her to be the head of the anti-dark magic task he was forming. Apparently with the Voldemort's death and of some of his followers unleashed some spells around the country. Of course she would accept. Bill was supposed to work with her too, the goblins wouldn't be very happy about it. She wrote down two different letters, one to the minister and another explaining to the bank's administration why she would leave her post there. She then called a house elf and asked them to send the letters. She soon found herself in the same position she was before Gabrielle interrupt her.

The next day, Fleur actually begun to find herself bored in the house and consequently started computing the hours she had there before heading back to London. She then remembered that she had yet to contact Hermione and let her know she would return in two days, as she guessed.

Hermione,

I'm heading back to London in a couple of days, as I told you the last time we spoke. I suggest we meet so we can plan how we are going to work. The minister has indeed requested me to lead a new task he is forming. Apparently, I'm now a ministry employee. I hope you are enjoying the book, assuming Luna handled it to you. How's your vacation going?

Hope you are ok,

Fleur

She then went to the owlery and found her own owl. After petting it and giving her some snacks, she secured the letter on its leg.

"Wait a little so she can answer if she wants to, Yuna"

She then got back to her book. The next day, by noon she was greeted with two letters. One from the bank, saying they were sorry for loosing such a good employee but happy that she would had a wonderful career at the ministry. The other was from Hermione. Apparently Yuna had noticed her anxiety about the response.

Dear Fleur,

I'm having a wonderful time reconnecting with my parents! I'm happy to know you will be working with the minister, you are a genius witch and I'm sure he will love your work. Yes, Luna gave me the book. Thank you so much, reading it was very enlightening. The minister offered me an internship while Hogwarts doesn't start again maybe we will ran into each other there. I'll wait your contact so we can arrange that meeting.

Regards,

Hermione

She smiled. One more thing to wait for. Less than 24 hours to London.

Fleur woke up the next morning fairly early. Within an hour, she was having her last meal with her parents and sister.

"Dad, Hermione loved the book. Thanks for giving her a copy!"

"Oh? She already finished?" He seemed impressed. "I guess we just found out why she is being called the brains of the Golden Trio!"

"Yeah. But I bet that makes Fleur be even more head over heels for her…" Gabrielle said, smirking. The rest of the meal was spent with Fleur blushing at every comment and tease made by her sister and father, her mother only observed them. When that was time to go, Fleur bade them farewell and port keyed herself to her flat in London.

Feeling nauseous, she went to the kitchen to get nice glass of water. She breathed in deeply to subdue the nausea, she loved London. Sure, she kind of hated Britain the first time she went there but it changed. It was so long ago that she couldn't put a finger on what made her change her mind. Leaning on the kitchen counter, she took a moment to think about how her life had changed since she went to the Triwizard Tournament. For once she didn't have a mate, she didn't know who they were actually. She was quite spoiled and arrogant, the last being a facade so she wouldn't have to endure the boring conversations her schoolmates had all day long. So much had changed… She suddenly remembered she had to owl Bill and let him know she had arrived and she could send a note to Hermione too, couldn't she? She decided to send the note the following day so she wouldn't seem so eager to meet her. After writing a quick note to her friend, she begun unpacking and cleaning the house. She lived at muggle London, anyone would have guessed the girl would prefer a wizarding neighborhood but she loved being surrounded by people that didn't even know what a veela was nor that they existed. She decided that she should have lunch sometime in the middle of the afternoon so she ordered takeover. She had a telephone, something she thought was a wonderful invention. At least for people that didn't have floo. After eating she sat in her couch and begun some random book she had bought in a muggle bookstore in France, the store attendant said it was a good one and was surprised when she said she had never read it.

She lost track of time. She looked through the window and the sky was silky black, it was late. Her owl flew into the window and landed on her knee, showing off her leg. The letter was obviously from Bill.

Hi Fleur,

Good to know you are back. I'm yet to come back home from the Burrow, mom won't let me leave. You already know how she is. This week was quite intense and I had to explain why we aren't dating anymore. I might have said we broke up months ago and that we saw we were better as friends, which is true. Mom won't believe me and keeps asking me what I did wrong, believe me she is quite sad you aren't in the family anymore. When I said it to her she said it wasn't true and that you would always be family to her. Oh, she invited the Granger for dinner tomorrow and I guess she would be delighted if you came too. Anyway, I heard Hermione will be working at the ministry while she is on vacation. So, I guess I'll have to control your drool over her every day.

See you tomorrow,

Bill

P.S.: Mom says you should really come.

P.P.S.: Harry sends his love. My sister is starring at him. I believe she wants to kill him for sending you anything.

She conjured a patronus quickly, and sent it to accept Bill's offer. Yuna eyed her outraged.

"What? You must be tired and I needed to confirm my presence."

The owl flew form her knee and went for some snacks. Now Fleur was a little anxious. The book she gifted the brunette was something only a few people had access or were interested. It gave away many of the veela supposedly secrets, a lot of information about the mating process. What if the other girl figured it out? She knew she was overreacting, there was no way she could know. She was going crazy and wasn't used at all with all that overthinking.

"Merde!" She got up from the couch and decided to make some tea, hoping it would make her nerves calm down so she would be able to sleep and not be a total wreck the next day.

Fleur woke up the next day with a loud noise coming from her kitchen. She quickly found a robe and her wand and got there cautiously. She was greeted with a ginger man making pancakes singing quietly.

"Bill?"

"Oh, I woke you up. Sorry, I dropped the pan."

"I almost 'exed you! Are you crazy? What are you doing 'ere?"

"Sorry! I figured you would be anxious about meeting Hermione and her parents again. So, I convinced my mother that I had to come fletch you. We have time to have breakfast and for you to get dressed. Mom wants us there for lunch." He smiled.

"I'll get ready zen. Don't you ever do zat again. You scared ze shit out of me!" She said with a sigh.

"Sorry, sorry…"

Soon the meal was ready and she too, having packed a change of clothes. They left right after they did the dishes. Actually, right after Fleur wrote a note and sent Yuna to deliver it.

"Who was that for?" Bill asked as they apparated outside the Burrow.

"'ermione."

"Oh…" He smiled.

"I told 'er I would let 'er know when I got back."

"And did you tell her…"

"No." The blonde broke him off bluntly.

"I see, you want to surprise her." He smirked. "You are really nervous about meeting her again…" She nodded, hoping he would drop the subject. He went quiet as they entered the house. She was immediately greeted by Molly.

"Fleur! Welcome darling! Make yourself home! Bill, Arthur is trying to set up the tent with the boys, would you mind?" Her friend nodded and was out of the house again. "How are you, Fleur? I heard you and Bill broke up, I hope you are alright!"

"Yes, Molly. We decided we were better off as friends, no 'ard feelings. I 'ave been great, actually…" She sat by the table as the woman had motioned her, nodding at her answer.

"Tea?"

"Oui. 'ow are you, Molly? I 'aven't really talked to you since before zat awful battle."

"Things are great. I love having the house full, having all the kids here." Molly served two cups of tea and sat next to her.

"Mom! Where are the twins?" The younger Weasley bursted into the room, only noticing Fleur there a moment after. "Oh, hi." She said, frowning.

"They are outside helping you father, I believe."

"I am so going to kill them!"

"What did they do this time?" But she was already outside.

"WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?" Fleur could hear her screaming. "CAME BACK HERE, YOU… UGH"

In no time, Fred and George ran into the kitchen, laughing. Apparently, they had planned on running out of the room and inside the house. But both faced an invisible barrier, conjured by their mother.

"What have you two done?"

"Uh? Nothing!" Fred answered, George nodding next to him.

"Seriously, transfigure my room into a newly married suite and transferring all Harry's things inside?" Ginny's face had the same shade as her hair, the girl was standing by the opposite door.

"I don't know what you are talking about!" They both blurted in unison.

"That's not so serious, Ginny…" Molly was now trying to hide her smile.

"I was asleep, mom! And so was Harry!"

Fleur decided she should leave them alone as she didn't want to make her situation with the redheaded girl any worse. She quickly finished her tea and got outside. She found the rest of the family finishing the last touches on the tents. They were all laughing, except for Harry. Whom was trying to blend into the ground.

"I 'eard you are now newly married, 'arry!" She said, causing everyone to laugh even harder and Harry to look at her with pleading eyes.

"Hallo, Fleur…" The boy said, smiling a bit.

"Bonjour" She said to them all. She noticed the size of the tent. "'ow many Grangers are zere? Bill told me eet was going to be only zem and me invited." She asked Harry who had approached her so he could hug her.

"As far as I know, only three. Molly apparently got excited and invited the whole Order." She nodded and smiled. "She loved the book, you know? Wouldn't stop talking about it when I met her to search for an apartment…"

"Oh?" She couldn't help but smile and blush.

"I seriously think that there's no better way to conquer her than with books." He said, smiling.

"I just zought she deserved a better source…"

"Yeah, yeah. Anything you say."

Harry silently stood there, aware of the veela nervousness towards meeting his best friend once again. The two of them - Harry and Fleur - weren't as close as he was with Hermione. And he wasn't used to be good at reading people, that was probably something he got by spending so much time with his best friend and the blonde loony and his fierce girlfriend. A thought came into his mind, and he motioned the woman to accompany him and get away from the Weasleys.

"Uh, Fleur?" He begun, when he calculated it was far enough.

"Oui?"

"I'll not assume anything, so I'm going to ask you. What's your deal with Hermione?"

"Oh!"

"It's nothing like she needs protection. We both know she doesn't. I'm legit curious. I see the way you look at her, it has actually changed since your first day in the Burrow."

"Oui. 'arry, are you familiar with ze Veela culture?"

"I know what Hermione told me. A bit about how your society works, how it's possible to be part veela and something about mates." He answered, trying to remember everything his friend had told him.

"What do you know about mates?" She was growing nervous. Was she really going to tell Hermione's best friend about her being her mate? Not only best friend, she knew they both considered themselves brothers. Harry's head snapped towards her, his eyes wide.

"Wait! Seriously?" He was obviously dumbstruck.

"I believe so. At least eef you 'ad understood zat your dear friend is zee one I identify as my mate." She smiled nervously. His face turned into a huge smile.

"I can't believe it! You and Hermione! I'm really happy!" He hugged her.

"'arry, as much as I like your embrace, I believe your girlfriend isn't too fond about me. And knowing I must change zis eef I really want any chance in earning 'ermione's 'eart, I'd say let's keep zee 'ugs out of question for now…" As soon as she said it, he freed her and smiled.

"I don't even know why she is like that…"

"Never mind, I'm sure we will come zrough eet." When they began walking back to the house, still updating each other about their lives, Bill got out of the door.

"Oh, good. Lunch is ready. Come on…"


A/N 2 : OOOOOOH! Harry being the brother was legit fun to write! So, I hope you like this chapter! Gabrielle is like 11/12 and just finishing her first year at Beauxbatons... At that age I believe we are quite annoying! LOL

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