In about half an hour, Luna had changed the bed back into a couch, their breakfast appeared on the table and they were all happily chatting. As they finished and everything vanished, the Joan of Arc painting appeared, saying Moire asked if she could see them. Harry was quicker and answered. The first year entered the room shyly but beamed as soon as everyone in the room greeted her warmly. Hermione was sitting on a large couch with Fleur, the blonde woman leaning on her as she was hugging her. The wise girl smiled the youngster.

"Hey, Moire…"

"Hi! I wanted to see if I can hang with you a little… The girls are doing their homework and I finished them yesterday…" The girl looked down.

"Sure!" Luna exclaimed while the others simply nodded.

"You are always welcome, Moire," Fleur said, smiling at her.

"Babe, you don't even live here…" Hermione said chuckling "But it is true, Moire."

"What are you doing?" The girl asked curiously.

"Cuddling and chatting," Ginny answered, smiling as she got closer to her boyfriend.

"We 'ave room 'ere eef you want…" Fleur said, smiling. The girl remembered her of her sister. Moire nodded, getting closer to them. The veela made room for the younger girl so they both would be leaning on Hermione and the brunette beamed at her. The girl joined them on the couch and with little adjustments, they were all seating comfortably.

"So, Moire, how has your first year here been so far?" Luna asked.

"Great! It's all fantastic!" The first year grinned at the younger blonde. "It's all so new!"

"I know the feeling…" Hermione smiled dreamingly. Fleur looked at her girlfriend and moved only a little bit so she could kiss her cheek. Smiling, she leaned her head on the brunette's shoulder again. "And school?" Everyone but Moire chuckled. "What? It's important!"

"Of course eet ees,'ermione. We all just knew you would ask." She was glad she was by Hermione's side, knowing that if it wasn't the case she would have to endure a full-on glare.

"Brilliant! Professor Sprout said I remind her of one of her older students." Moire answered excitedly. "I don't know who, though!"

"Pretty sure I know," Harry said, smiling at his best friend.

They continued talking, when they didn't have anything else to ask the younger girl, they began telling their stories while in school. In about two hours, the warrior painting came into view to let them know that the rest of the first years were looking for Moire. The girl jumped from where she was and thanked them for the stories then left to find her friends. Fleur laid down and used Hermione's thighs as cushions and smiled at the brunette.

"She's really cute." The blonde said.

"She's like a younger version of 'Mione…" Ginny smiled at her friend, who smiled back not knowing what to say. "No wonder you find her cute." She added, snorting.

Fleur threw a cushion at her without looking. The ginger managed to catch it, smirking.

"I'm one of the best chasers this school has seen, you know?"

"She's a remarkable seeker too…" Harry added proudly, kissing her head.

"Yeah, yeah. I doubt she can beat me." Fleur grinned, looking at the ginger. She saw the girl's eyes sparkle.

"You play Quidditch?" Hermione asked, clearly surprised.

"Oui, beater."

"So, that challenge…"

"Anytime, ginger."

"Oh, Merlin…" Hermione groaned. Fleur looked at her questioning what was wrong, despite what she said the brunette simply shook her head and smiled at her.

"Hey, why don't we have lunch in London?" Luna said, smiling as always.

Hermione nodded. "Professor McGonagall actually gave us permission to yesterday. I forgot to say…"

"She has been quite flexible…" Harry noted.

"Eet might be because of zee battle." Fleur offered, but Ginny shook her head.

"It's just us. Actually, the rest of the school is following quite a common routine."

Fleur shrugged. "She must like you." They fell in a reflective silence.

"So, London…" Luna said a while later.

Ginny's stomach growled in response and they all laughed.

"Never stay between a Weasley and their food!" Hermione said. Fleur chuckled and got up.

Each went to their room to get ready, Luna trailing behind Ginny and Harry on their way up. Fleur exchanged a look with Hermione as they climbed the stairs behind them. As they reached the top, they saw Harry and Ginny going through their clothes while Luna directed herself to the bathroom with a clean stack of clothes. "Oh, right…" Hermione murmured but still had curiosity stamped on her face. Fleur didn't understand why Hermione was so curious. They were all friends, after all, she had some of her clothes at some of her friends' houses. She followed the brunette into her room.

Fleur fell face first in the bed. She wasn't being really gracious these days. But she wanted to smell Hermione's perfume one more time.

"You know if you want one of my clothes you can just grab one…" Hermione smirked. "No need to sniff the bed, babe."

"Who said I was sniffing zee bed?" Fleur forced herself to stay in the exact same position she was before the brunette spoke. She felt her face burn.

"Uhm, you're facing the bed for a while now… And I can see how you are not happy it's Sunday."

"Nonsense." She mumbled, still not moving. Fleur didn't hear her move, she simply felt Hermione throwing herself on top of her, laughing hard. She chuckled and managed to turn her face in order to breathe, only to have her face bombarded with kisses.

Still laughing, Hermione got out of the bed. "If you need something just pick from my wardrobe." She said slipping into the bathroom. Fleur stayed where she was for another minute or so, then decided to pick one of Hermione's shirts to wear. She noticed some folded clothes she recognized as her own.

"Dear, did you ask Dobby to get more clothes for me?" She asked to the bathroom door

"No, he must have cleaned the ones you were wearing Friday. You left them with mine, after all."

"Oh, right…" She went back to choosing a shirt. Ignoring her clean one.

About an hour later they met downstairs. Fleur had her used clothes shrunk and in her jeans pocket.

"Where to?" Harry asked as they gathered around the fireplace.

"I could use a stop on my place. Leave my used clothes…" Fleur suggested. Before she could finish her excuse, they all agreed, smiling.

She was the first to step in the fireplace and vanish to her apartment. Fleur had been expecting a letter from her mother, one she only remembered when Luna proposed having lunch in London. The older veela would answer anytime now and she would probably send the letter through one of their house elves as the content was quite sensitive. Or at least she thought so. As she stepped inside, she saw a rather big package over the coffee table with a folded parchment over it. Walking to it, she heard the others arrive. She was aware that only she could see it as she felt a great lot of veela magic around it. Well, maybe Hermione could see it too.

"Hey, babe… Were you expecting mail?" Theory proved. She nodded, feeling the others' gaze on her she smiled. The magic that involved the package allowed her to give permission to others to see through. She heard a gasp.

"Hey, that wasn't there!" Ginny said.

"Gin, wizarding world…" Harry said with a smirk but not less impressed than the ginger.

"Oh, veela magic!" Luna simply smiled.

"Oui, Luna… Now I should get eet to a more safe place. Eef you excuse me… Make your selves at home." Fleur smiled at her friends (she was really happy she could call them that now, to be honest), who nodded. "Eeef you want some wine, eet's in zee fridge." She added, looking at Ginny and began her way to her bedroom. The blonde had the feeling the package's content was directed not only for her but for Hermione too. When she didn't hear the brunette's pace behind her, she turned. The lioness was shamelessly staring at her behind. She smirked, "'ermione? Aren't you coming? I guess maman sent you something too." She said, startling the brunette, who blushed and nodded.

As they entered her room and Hermione closed the door carefully, she placed the package on her dressing table and took the parchment on top of it. The brunette slowly approached her and kissed her shoulder hugging her from her back.

"What is it? You couldn't open it in front of them." Hermione stated. Fleur knew she would understand.

"Oui. But I don't really know what eet ees."

She opened the parchment, aware of Hermione peering over her shoulder, and read:

S'il vous plaît, n'ouvrez que votre partenaire ou seul.

(Please, open only with your mate or alone.)

She smiled. It actually had her grandmother's handwriting. She heard Hermione sigh and mumble something along "damn French" lines and she chuckled.

"Eet's from my grand-mère, says to open only with you or alone." She provided in a voice no louder than a whisper. The lioness hummed. Fleur proceeded to open the wrapped volume, carefully. She found an envelope addressed to her and a pile of books. Taking the envelope and opening it, she saw that the letter was written in English much to Hermione's delight.

Dear Fleur,

How are you and Hermione? I hope you both are fine and safe. Well, I guess Hermione is reading it too so, how are you dear? I look forward to meeting you. Anyway, I obviously wrote this so Hermione could read it without your aid, Fleur. Its content is directed to you both. First, as you asked, Fleur, your grand-mère is sending some books on veela's culture. She says you must be careful as it contains our culture's deepest secrets. And your father sends some of his notebooks from when he started to research veela's mating with wizards hoping it will be able to enlighten Hermione. That being said, I know it's quite early for it but I'd be pleased if you are able to come home at some point of the Christmas Holidays. Obviously, the invite extends to your friends. Your sister has been pestering me to ask you if she will be able to visit you during the holidays. I don't know if you have any plans already. Let me know.

Miss you,

Your Mother.

Fleur smiled at the letter and gave it to her very curious girlfriend to read.

"Your father sent me his notebooks?" She could see the glee in the brunette's eyes as she nodded.

"We can go zrough zese after we get back from lunch." She rolled her eyes as she saw Hermione pouting. "Ginny ees 'ungry. And I really don't want 'er eating all my food." The lioness' shoulders slumped in surrender.

"Right, but then I'll kick them from here." She mumbled. Fleur smiled and nodded. When they walked back to the living room, they saw their three friends sitting on the couch, patiently waiting for them. Each had a glass of wine on her hands. "Let's go…"

As they went to the street, they decided where they would eat.


Hermione and Fleur were sitting with their friends at the table of a restaurant they had found in the Diagon Alley. They were at the alley because Luna suggested. It was almost deserted and the people that were there knew better than to disturb them.

"We could go to the cafe and say hello to Jilpy…" she whispered to her girlfriend, the blonde smiled and nodded.

They had already eaten and decided to make their way back home. Obviously, they did as Hermione suggested and went to the cafe first. When they were near both buildings, Ginny began to drag Harry and Luna towards Harry's flat. The redhead looked at her best friend and winked. Hermione rolled her eyes but silently thanked her.

"What Ginny zinks we will be doing?" Fleur asked as they walked to her place. She had obviously noticed the exchange.

Hermione shrugged. "Her mind whirls around sex and mischief… But she was just teasing me. She probably didn't notice you saw her winking…" She smiled at the blonde.

Fleur sighed theatrically as they reached the front door of the flat. "Eet's a shame I won't be allowed to kiss my girlfriend as much as I'd want…"

"And why is that?" Hermione looked at the blonde, confused. She had stopped in her tracks and stood by the door while the veela kept walking towards her bedroom.

"Oh, eet 'appens zat my papa sent 'er 'is journals and she ees far too eager to read zem…" She answered, loudly as she was already in her room and the brunette still hadn't moved.

Hermione smiled to herself and quickly went after the veela. When she entered the room, Fleur had her back turned to her and was obviously going through the package. The brunette approached her and hugged her from behind. She smirked when she felt Fleur's breath hitched thanks to a small kiss she placed on the back of her neck.

"Well, your girlfriend must be out of her mind if she chooses books over kissing you." She said in a low voice, near the other woman ear.

She heard her take a deep breath as she placed a kiss on her neck.

"Oh, sometimes I question myself eef she ees sane…" Her voice wasn't louder than a whisper. "But I wouldn't keep 'er from learning. She looks quite wonderful when she ees focused and all." Hermione smiled at the praising, she wasn't used to it yet and gave the blonde another kiss, this time on her shoulder. "Who am I to stay between her and knowledge?"

"Uhm… Her smoking hot veela girlfriend, perhaps?" Hermione then encouraged the blonde to turn on her arms and face her. She was greeted by the orange orbs she admired so much.

"Zat I am." Fleur kissed her lightly.

"Quite full of herself too…" Hermione said, smirking. The blonde feigned offense and narrowed her eyes. "But no less smoking hot." The brunette kissed the French lightly and smiled at her.

"You are so lucky I can't resist your smile…" The veela said, locking eyes with her. "Are you sure you don't want to begin reading zem now?" She asked, clearly looking for any uncertainty on the lioness' eyes.

"Yes, Fleur. I very much prefer enjoying your company. Besides, I can read them after I get back." She smiled reassuringly and kissed her softly. Feeling Fleur's tongue trace her lower lip, she allowed the blonde to deepen the kiss. Only when the need for oxygen was almost unbearable, they pulled back. Hermione joined their foreheads and smiled.

They were both panting but none wanted to let the other go. Fleur was holding Hermione tightly by her waist and she had her arms draped around the blonde's neck.

"Wine?" Hermione nodded. Fleur loosened her grip in order to allow the lioness to turn on her arms so they could walk to the kitchen together. Both had the habit of not using their wands for everything, Hermione because she was used to living with her parents and Fleur because she liked to. After serving themselves, they headed to the couch and enjoyed each other's company.

A few hours later, about an hour after the sunset, Hermione looked alarmed to the clock as she noticed the lack of sunlight.

"Merlin's beard!"

"I guess you 'ave to go…" Fleur said, pouting a little. Hermione kissed her in hopes to make the pout go away.

"Unfortunately, yes."

They went once again to Fleur's room so Hermione could get the journals. The blonde entered her closet while the lioness separated the journals from the other books. When the brunette got the books on her purse, she retrieved the shirt of the pajamas she had used the night before from it. Fleur came back wearing her pajamas.

"Since you were sniffing my bed…" Hermione extended her hand to Fleur, holding the pajama top.

"I was not." The blonde argued, mid pouting but moved to get the shirt nonetheless.

"Being that the case, I believe you won't need it…" Hermione tried to move faster than her girlfriend and store the shirt back into her purse, which was nearly impossible given her heritage and her Quidditch abilities (something she had just found out). Fleur managed to hold her wrist before she could place it back.

"I definitely need eet." She smiled. The lioness was certain she knew exactly the effect her smiles had on her. The veela had a long list of completely different smiles but this one was by far her favorite and was one reserved for her. Her joy was shown not only by the smile, but it was obvious in her eyes. Hermione had begun to notice that the blonde more frequently than not looked at her as if she herself was the only reason she was able to smile and enjoy life. "Why are you staring?" As she was drowning in the blonde's blue eyes (not that she could be blamed), she saw a shadow of worry when she asked.

"Just admiring my favorite part of you."

"Uh, I could swear you liked my butt zee better. I guess I'll stop swaying zat much zen."

"Don't you dare!" The brunette laughed but made a point by grabbing the blonde's bottom quickly. The shirt was quickly tossed in the bed general direction by an amused Fleur.

"So you like eet."

"Hate to see you leave, love to watch you go." Hermione said with a smirk.

"Uhm…" Fleur kissed her softly, the lioness decided to deepen the kiss. Soon they were lost in each other, when the air was needed, they pulled out smiling.

"I should go."

"'aven't dinner time passed already?"

"It has, but as far as I can see you don't really plan on cooking and I can't cook since I really like your apartment and don't want to burn it down. So I might just go to the kitchens or maybe ask Dobby for something to eat…" Hermione smiled, knowing the veela wasn't willing to let her go so soon.

"Uhm, I could figure something out for us to eat…" Fleur hugged the lioness tighter, making a clear point that she didn't want her to leave that early.

"I certainly won't complain. Dinner with my favorite person…" Hermione kissed the first piece of flesh she managed to find, which happened to be the nape of her neck.

Fleur made them a quick dinner and they enjoyed each other's company some more. About half an hour after dinner, Hermione found herself entering her common room at Hogwarts after saying goodnight to Fleur.


AN: Sooo anyone eager to read some Quidditch scenes? No, it won't be the next one because they have school and Fleur has a job and currently not allowed to wander in the school premises unless they are heading to the DA meeting... but soon enough! I'll not spoil what the next chapter brings...

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