Ginny woke up only a couple of hours after getting into the bed. A dreading scream had made the trick.

"Shit." She didn't need to look at her side to know her boyfriend was also awake. They had completely forgotten about the bad dreams. With a second scream, her body went into action as she got up and started to the door.

"You think we should stay there or bring her here?" Harry asked in a worried voice.

"She's already in distress… Maybe we should stay there." The man simply nodded and they quickened their pace to the other room.

Ginny quickly entered the room and moved to the bed, trying to wake the blonde and sooth her. In less than ten minutes, she and Harry were wrapping themselves over Luna, who had gone back to sleep after she calmed down from the nightmare. The red-head kissed the Ravenclaw's shoulder and smiled as she felt the raven-haired's hand hold her (locking Luna in between them).

She woke again a few hours after and spent some time watching the other two but the warmth of their bodies and the bedding made her drift back to sleep with a sigh.


They had changed to bed as soon as they apparated to her bedroom. Hermione had snuggled into her as she brought the sheets over them and they slept wrapped into each other. She woke up to the feeling of someone watching her. As she came back into consciousness, she realized it was Hermione who was staring at her.

"You usually say eet ees creepy to watch people sleeping." She smirked.

"Oh, it is. But you are too beautiful to not be watched over any circumstance." Hermione kissed her cheek and smiled.

"I'll 'old on to zat line, ma belle. You realize you are jealous of anyone looking at me?"

"Yep," She hid her face in her hair, obviously sniffing her. "The only one allowed to stare at you is your mate, you smarty veela," Hermione answered, making her chuckle. "You hungry?" Fleur nodded. "I smell croissants. I believe our house-elf friend paid us a visit or informed someone of us being here."

Fleur rolled over herself and held Hermione close. "I really don't want to get up." She whined.

"Don't then. I'll get the food and coffee and we can spend the morning in bed." Hermione nudged Fleur's head and managed to give her a kiss before getting up to get the food. "I'll be right back."

The blonde closed her eyes again as the lioness left the bed. After hearing a small noise, she reopened one of them, only to find an amused Hermione holding a tray with fresh croissants and a bowl of freshly cut fruit along with butter and jelly, two smoking cups sitting on her bedside table. She moved so she was leaning on the headboard and beamed at her beautiful mate. Fleur drew her wand and magically took the tray from the brunette's hands so she could sit then carefully made it land in front of them. The couple spent their morning in bed, chatting and stealing kisses, but mostly reveling in each other's presence. They were leaning against each other with Fleur reading a French translation of another of Hermione's favorite books (they had long finished 'A Midsummer Night's Dream' and had taken upon reading the brunette's favorites - at the bright witch's insistence as she loved the Blonde speaking her native tongue) when the well-known silver stag entered the room with an invite for late lunch with the other three. Fleur answered it quickly after a slight nod from Hermione but neither moved, they still had time.

"I'll miss you," Was the only thing Fleur was capable of saying (silently) as they hugged each other again, none eager to let the other go. The Gryffindor sighed, kissed the nearest skin she could find (Fleur's neck) and nodded.

"I love you" came a few minutes later, muffled as Hermione's face was still buried on the blonde's neck.

"Je t'aime, ma belle…" Fleur hugged her tightly.

Begrudgingly, they got ready for lunch about half an hour later. Soon, they were apparating to the other flat. The couple were greeted by an amazing smell first and as they moved to the kitchen they saw their male friend at the stove, clearly focused on whatever it was that he was cooking, and Luna sitting on Ginny's lap, laughing as the redhead conjured blue and purple butterflies and made them land all over the younger blonde's face and shoulders (they had moved two armchairs closed to the kitchen). They went unnoticed until Hermione flicked her wand and added a few bluebirds to the butterflies' party.

"Hey!" Luna greeted happily, clearly the night before had been forgotten.

Hermione and Fleur greeted their friends (not really releasing their hold of each other's hands) then sat near the two younger women, the veela sitting on the other chair and unceremoniously dragging the brunette to sit on her lap.

"So, what are we having?" Hermione asked curiously, she liked Harry's cooking.

"Lasagne," Harry answered, smiling at the woman.

"Hey, is it ready yet? I'm starving." Ginny smiled at her boyfriend.

"Of course you are," Hermione teased. "When you're not?"

"When you are the one cooking,"

"Which ees never. Wrong answer, Ginny…" Fleur smiled broadly, receiving a light smack from her girlfriend. "What? I 'appen to like my kitchen as eet ees and 'arry does too! You don't cook at 'ogwarts as zee 'ouse elves would freak to 'ave zee kitchen on fire and your parents don't usually cook…" Hermione stuck out her tongue.

"Real mature…" Ginny giggled. Their banter was interrupted by the sound of the timer that Harry had set up.

"And lunch is ready!" He said happily as he moved to get the food and set the table.

They ate and chatted a little then the group decided to spend the rest of the day at the wizarding school so in less than an hour, the group was found longing at their common room, Fleur, Harry, Ginny, and Luna playing Exploding Snaps and Hermione reading with her feet propped up on the veela's lap.

"So, the Quidditch game…" Ginny began as Luna took all cards to start a new game.

"I'll come to watch eef zats what you were planning to ask. Can't promise I won't cheer for Slytherin, zough." Fleur teased, earning a light slap on her arm from Hermione. "Ok, ok. I'll be rooting for Gryffindor as I'm apparently obligated to." All of them laughed.

As the end of the night came, Fleur gave her girlfriend one goodnight kiss and went back home. They were both hoping Hermione was already able to sleep alone, that way the blonde's week routine wouldn't be affected. Nor would Hermione's. They both knew Fleur would be awakened if the brunette got distressed so the younger woman propositioned that she would soundproof her room as to keep the others from waking up in case she had a nightmare and Fleur would go back to the castle if she sensed any distress.

The nightmare apparently came since Fleur was hurriedly flooing to the castle not long after falling asleep. Her veela yelling at her to hurry up, to make their mate safe again. McGonagall was the one that suggested this arrangement as she was worried that the lioness would be alone at night after they informed her that the couple would go back to their previous routine, so there was no need to inform the Headmistress of her arrival. The blonde moved quickly as she stepped out of the fireplace, placing a silencing spell at her feet to make sure she wouldn't wake the others up and running upstairs to the brunette's room. She practically stormed through the door and closed it right behind her. Now inside she was able to hear the screams, she could see the blood, and she could see how her girlfriend was writhing. She didn't need to think too much, a calming thrall flowing from her made the screams be reduced to whimpers and her writhing to stop; she woke Hermione up and held her a bit.

"'ey," She said softly as the lioness snuggled into her and sighed. "Mon Ange, I just need to clean your arm zen we can go back to sleep, oui?"

Hermione nodded. "I'm sorry…"

"You are apologizing for what? Mon amour, you are not at fault, eet's zat 'orrible woman's fault and I 'ave no problem at all to 'aving to 'old you." She kissed her forehead as she sat down again with the potion from Narcissa, a basin, and some material to clean the wound. After the potion was poured and the lioness' arm was again wrapped, Fleur reset Hermione's alarm clock so they both would be awake in time and got under the sheets (now clean as she vanished the blood from them). "Good night, mon Guerrier"

"G'night, babe…" the lioness said in a weak voice. Seeing Hermione like that really cracked her heart. She held the brunette closer and drifted into sleep.

Fleur woke up still holding her girlfriend, apparently a few minutes before the alarm went off. She enjoyed those last minutes looking at her.

"You are starring," Hermione mumbled in a hoarse voice.

"Good morning to you too, Belle au bois dormant"

"Good morning…" The brunette kissed her neck as it was closer to her lips, Fleur couldn't hold back the moan escaped her lips. "Do we really need to get up?"

"Oui, I 'ave a redhead to kill and you 'ave classes to attend." Hermione groaned.

"Wanna go first?"

"I guess I could."

"Great, wake me again when you are finished…" The brunette rolled and resumed her sleep. Rolling her eyes, the blonde kissed her temple and moved to the bathroom, making sure to leave a soothing thrall around the war hero.

After a quick shower and cleaning her teeth, she folded her pyjamas and shrunk them. She left the bathroom and saw Hermione slightly drooling on the pillow, holding another one close (she now recognized it as the one she had slept with). Smiling she woke the younger woman up.

"Can I borrow one of your bottom-ups?"

"Sure. You don't really have to ask." Hermione kissed her on her way to the bathroom.

That was the only thing she didn't have there, the lioness had emptied a drawer for her clothes but had been adamant with her request that no shirts would go in there. She carefully chose one and proceeded to get ready. A few minutes later, Hermione left the other room and grabbed her clothes while wrapped in her towel. They left the room, both slightly more awake. A brown paper bag and a to-go cup appeared on the table when they reached the bottom floor, making Fleur smile.

"Merci, Dobby." Hermione pouted a little as she followed the blonde to the fireplace. "'ave a good day, ma Belle. I'll come back by zee end of zee day, oui?"

"Ok, have a good day, babe." The brunette answered. "And don't kill Ronald. Nor Bill. I really don't feel compelled to visit Azkaban anytime soon."

"You registered zat, uh?" Fleur smiled and Hermione nodded. "Can't promise you anything, zey can be pretty annoying…" She smirked and gave the brunette one last kiss before heading to the fireplace. She would have to go home then floo to the ministry from there. She spent less than 5 minutes at home, enough to grab her work purse, grab a working robe, and drop and engorge her pyjamas. Fleur hurried to her and Bill's office holding the food and coffee.

"Bonjour, William!" She said as she saw her friend.

"Good morning, French lady!" He smiled. "How's your lioness doing today?"

Fleur raised an eyebrow at this. "How did you…?"

"The shirt gave it away, Fleur." Bill beamed. "I spent seven years at that school, I know how the uniform looks like. They can look ordinary but if you know where to look there are small giveaways. Like this small details in red and gold for example."

"Oh…" Fleur sat at her desk and began to eat the croissants that were in the bag, sipping on her coffee.

"Good morning, red and blondie!" The head of the department entered the room as Fleur had finished her breakfast.

"Bonjour, Tonks!" Fleur smiled.

"How's Hermione? I hope she's getting better…" Tonks asked worriedly. "She's tough that girl. I don't know the whole story about that mansion but from what I heard it was really hard times…"

"She's better…"

"Tell her we still would gladly have her as part of our forces…" The woman's hair changed from pink to electric green. "Merlin knows she would be a great acquisition!" She winked at Fleur.

"'ermione ees actually zinking about eet." Fleur smiled. "Don't go bragging, but she's been missing some action. She and 'arry, 'onestly."

"Well, can't say I'm surprised," Bill added.

"If Harry really asks for the field, I might move little Weasley to the office. I'm really trying not to kick him out but the brat is really bad at following orders." Fleur practically snarled at the mention of the younger Weasley man. "Anyway, how did Hogwarts treat you? Ol' school is good right? I might have to give you a heads up, the word that you and the golden girl are dating has spread. Basically every department's current gossip." Tonks smirked. "And I guess your current clothing won't help the rumors… She had a hard night?"

"Oui. She keeps dreaming about zee manor, I wish I knew 'ow to 'elp…"

"I hope she get's better soon, though."

"'ow did everybody know?"

"Some of the ministry employees have kids there and some of them might have said something about. And people like to gossip." The colorful headed woman said nonchalantly. "Anyway, I better go and you better go train some brats. Don't worry blondie, the redhead brat is suspended for a month. Or two." She smirked. "You weren't the only one mad at him for losing Lucius, Fleur. Half of the division is kind of ready to kill him. He's out for safety reasons. I guess even Molly is trying not to kill him currently."

"Mom is definitely not happy about all that." Bill offered, shaking his head, as their boss left the room and the duo got ready to work.


Hermione sighed as she saw the veela vanish into the green flames and sat on an armchair to wait for her friends.

"You are early." Luna was the first one to get down, not longer than two minutes after she sat.

"I had a nightmare and Fleur came in last night," Hermione explained, hearing the two remaining members of their group get to the room.

"Rough night?" Ginny asked having heard only the last part. She hugged her friend as she nodded. "I'm really sorry."

"Fleur just left."

"Aw, we missed her…" The group laughed and left to the Great Hall.

They adjusted quite quickly back into school routine (not that they really had a choice) and by the end of the morning the group had already gone to the library and were carrying the books they would need for the assignments. They had just finished eating and were chatting when McGonagall went to them with a slightly worried frown, she was coming from outside the hall.

"Good afternoon, I'm afraid I'll have to pull you from your classes for the rest of the day, I need to meet you four at my office. Your teachers have been already informed so if you would follow me…"

"Professor," Hermione began as they exited the Great Hall, "I'm sorry, but what happened?"

"I wouldn't be able to inform you that, Miss Granger. I just received a request to a meeting with the four of you from Miss Delacour."

Hermione's head was running leaps trying to figure out why exactly her girlfriend would have made such request, to no avail. Ginny had to guide the concentrated lioness towards the headmistress office. They met Fleur inside the office, in deep conversation with two other women. They were talking in quick French and Hermione failed to understand the subject but she could swear she heard her name. McGonagall cleared her throat to gather the visitor's attention.


Fleur was about to get a small break when an Owl landed on her shoulder and extended it's leg to her. She frowned after taking the letter, it was sealed with the Delacour's crest. Awkward, her mother never sent her mail through owl neither did her grandmère…

Fleur,

I've been preoccupied with Hermione's health since you sent me word of what she is currently going through. While I understand that the scar left on her arm is not something I can help dealing with, maman, your father and I have been giving a thought about how we could possibly help your mate. We again went through our archives, trying to find anything that could lay a light on the subject. We are sorry it took so long, but we actually had to research other clan's archives personally as we understand that it's a personal matter. We have finally come up with an idea, it's something that has been used by a few healers of our kind to help trauma patients to get over and heal. We found two of those healers and they say they can most certainly help given it's about a veela mate. Your grandmère managed to persuade them to help your other friend who got through it (Luna isn't it?). They are willing to meet you anytime you and the girls can. You just have to send me word. I'm not home, hence the owl, so just floo to the Lebeau palace.

Best wishes,

Maman and Grandmère

Fleur's eyes bugged out of her face as she finished reading the letter, she ran to her office without thinking and almost ran into Bill.

"Whoa! What's the matter?" the redhead asked her after making her stop.

"Maman wrote me, apparently zey found a way to 'elp 'ermione and Luna with the nightmares." Bill's eyes widened. "I need to talk to Minerva and see when eet could 'appen."

"Go, I'll talk to-"

"Hey, why you two look so frantic?" Tonks stopped by them, her hair changing to a dulled orange.

"Maman found a way to 'elp with 'ermione's and Luna's nightmares, I need to talk to Minerva-"

"What are still doing here? Go!" Tonks' command put Fleur into action again.

"Zanks!"

"Just let us know whatever happens!" Bill yelled as she moved to the elevator.

She got home and partially flooed to the school, hoping she would be able to reach Dobby. He appeared with a pop right after she called for him. She explained she had to get in touch with the headmistress immediately and possibly the four students. He simply nodded and said he would pop into her house after passing the message to the older woman. Not ten minutes after, the elf was popping into existence in her house, saying she should be able to floo to the Headmistress' office.

"Good morning, Minerva. I'm sorry I took you from your appointments."

"No problem, Miss Delacour. I understand, from what Dobby just told me, that this meeting had something to do with Miss Granger and Miss Lovegood." Fleur nodded. "I see, as I trust you wouldn't be requesting this without a good motive, I'll fetch them as they must be having lunch right now. If you need anything, feel free to call Dobby."

"Minerva, I need to get in touch with maman. Ees eet okay if I use the fireplace? I might bring two other people here."

"If you judge it wise, yes. I trust you, Fleur."


A/N: Hello my dear readers! It's me, your friendly neighbor Celtic! (ha, you thought I'd say my name!) (Sorry I think I'm watching a little too much KindaTV - Carmilla is an addiction, honestly)

So this one is almost a filler, right? The main info about the healing method comes with the next chapter (I hope I'm able to make it understandable...)

Please review, I'm always pleased to learn what you think!

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See Yah!

PS: Serenity: Hey! thanks for reading! I'm having fun writing the trio relationship... ;3

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