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There are some NSFW scenes in here (as usual, I think). Also, there are mentions of momentary G!p on them.


Hermione was sure that if it was a muggle operation, there was no way it could be more silent. She was content with observing as the other eight groups attacked the house where Lucius was hiding. Before they had started the offense, Fleur had instructed the other Veelas to put a few protections around the clearing, including a highly elaborated and unique anti-apparition veela spell. All of them knew how much of a coward the blonde wizard was. They presumed he would try to flee. Hermione was certain he would.

They were on high alert, the five of them disillusioned and some courses cast on the ground so they would be triggered if someone stepped on them. It all came down to patience, as always. Harry and Ginny began whispering, being the most impatient of them.

"Shhh!" She interrupted them a few minutes after.

"Oui. I 'eard it."

"Someone is leaving the house by the backdoor." Hermione whispered, filling the rest of them. "I think I see him. But there's someone else."

"Shit."

The blonde man ran into their direction, someone she couldn't quite identify right after him. Hermione immediately felt her body prepare itself to action, she had felt it a few times before and could separate the enhancements that the veela bonding got her from the natural reactions of her own trained body. Even sharper sight and hearing from veela, readiness to act and react from training though the blunt of the strength came from her connection with Fleur.

They kept still and silent as they watched the man ran towards them.

One more step.

Lucius' next step went directly over one of the spells, an adultered bombarda designed to disorient the opponent and throw him backward.

"What the..." The other man stopped running just before he reached the makeshift minefield.

The blonde deatheater slowly got up, ignoring the help the men offered. "They surrounded the clearing with courses."

"We should help the others, Lucius."

"I'm not fit for Azkaban, you idiot! I need to get out of here."

The look in his face made Hermione smile. He was trying to disapparate once more.

"You see, Lucius, zat ees going to be very 'ard for you to do." Fleur made herself seen behind him, he looked frightened for a second.

"You! You think you alone will have me arrested?" He started crackling. Hermione sent a stinging jinx towards him.

"She's not alone!" The Gryffindor lifted the disillusionment spell from herself and stepped into sight. They suspended the effect of the minefield as the other three came into sight.

"Oh, four children as back-up! You are hilarious!"

"Hopeful, at least." The other men added but readied his wand.

"I wouldn't downplay zee brightest witch of 'er age."

"Nor any of us, honestly." Luna added

Hermione looked into Fleur's eyes. Bright yellow.

"You take these prats. I'll deal with the French lady and Muddy." Lucius turned to her with a vicious smile. "Didn't my sister-in-law give you a lesson about meddling with pureblood business? Let's see if I can refreshen your memories…"

It happened fast. A bolt of red light went towards her and she easily dodged. A screech was heard and, before she could answer the attack, a blur got in the way.

"Wha-"

'Get up, mon Coeur!'

'Fleur?'

'Quick!'

"The Mud-blood made alliances with a creature! And here I thought you couldn't get lower! What? You are its plaything?"

"Don't you dare talk about her!" She heard herself snarl.

Hermione looked around and saw Ginny in shock looking between Fleur and her, and Harry and Luna focusing on fighting the other men. Fleur charged at him in a second. She passed him, his face began bleeding. Three bright red lines over his nose, superior and inferior lips. Shallow cuts. The brunette could see it was basically a warning.

"You bitch!"

"I wouldn't test her." She heard Ginny whisper before turning to help the others.

Hermione fired a stunning spell, easily deflected by him. He started trying to fight them both simultaneously. He was obviously great at it, Hermione was starting to worry, honestly. They were quite coordinated after months of training and using their mind link to aid them, but he was simply an outstanding duellist. His shield was strong, and he was quick enough to cast it or roll out of a hex way. Though she couldn't understand why his knowledge about curses were so narrow. He mostly sent curses she studied on her fifth year and they weren't particularly strong to justify focusing on them. But then again, he apparently shared the fascination Bellatrix seemed to have with cruciatus if the number of red bolts being fired were anything to go by. She saw a flash of green and heard more that saw her mate stepping out of its way. The urge to hurt him came, and she instantly cast a bombarda near his footing. The ground exploded but he luckily landed on his feet. His face contorted with ire and he became so focused on her that he practically forgot Fleur. A sore mistake. His mate sent a sequence of stunning spells, which weakened his shield, then sent a sectumsempra hurdling his way. He dodged it. Their fight continued until a green bolt came towards her. She rolled and heard another screech, followed by a yell from Lucius. This time, when she looked his way, she was reminded of the view she had at the World Cup. A daunting yet dazzling face, two majestic wings framing a beautiful alluring body and talon clad hands suspending the blonde wizard by the neck. A wand lying on the ground near them, not Fleur's since the lioness could see the wand in its holster. Honestly, it looked similar to the drawings she had seen while reading about Greek and Nordic mythology when she was a kid. The Gryffindor noticed he seemed to be cursed but hadn't seen what had been cast.

"Fleur!" Hermione tried to get her attention. The blonde didn't let her sight waver from the men (he was starting to tremble) and the Gryffindor could see her hands tighten around his neck. 'Love, don't. He's not worth it.'

'He tried to kill you. He allowed the madwoman to torture you. How is it not worth it?'

'He would suffer a worst fate at Azkaban than dying here. We came here to arrest him.' She cast a strong stunning spell on him as soon as she finished speaking.

The French woman took a deep breath and slowly put him down. Hermione saw Fleur's eyes beginning to calm and contained him with a binding spell. Turning around, she was greeted with the other men and the rest of their team.

"Ready?" Harry asked without missing a beat. She looked at her mate, who nodded. Clearly trying to calm herself and transition back.

"So… Damn!" Ginny started as they levitated the prisoners and started walking towards the rest of the raid group. "I didn't know you could transform..."

"We didn't either. Part Veelas don't manage full transformations like Fleur did." Hermione answered, guessing that the part veela was in no condition of doing so, as she could still feel the anger through their bond and maybe a slight spark of concern. "She couldn't before."

"You think it's another thing from your bonding?" Luna asked.

"I think I saw Hermione's eyes get yellowish while you were fighting Malfoy." Harry added.

"I did too, right after he tried to torture Hermione."

Lea came to them just as they stepped into view.

"Zat's some transformation!" She said as she eyed the still transformed Fleur. "What 'appened?"

"He tried to attack and kill me."

"I confess it was scary and awesome." Ginny muttered.

"'onestly never zought I'd be able to fully transform. Eet ees a fabulous sensation. Quite empowering."

"Got your voice back, love?" Hermione smirked at the blonde.

"Oui. Calmed down a bit." Fleur held her close. "I just don't know 'ow to turn back."

They all laughed at it.

'Tu devrais te calmer, ça vient naturellement. Le contact physique avec ta lionne pourrait aider. (You should calm yourself, it comes naturally. Physical contact with your lioness might help)' A full veela mentally reached them, as they were securing all the prisoners together so they could port-key back to the Ministry. 'Félicitations. (Congratulations.)'

Hermione looked at Fleur and smiled. She sent as much calming energy as she could through their bond. The blonde rested her forehead on the back of her head and started breathing steadily. Seemed to be a similar tact to turning back from an animagus form. She felt the blonde's body shrink a bit and noticed the slight relief coming from her.

'Better, love? I'm here and well.'

'Thank Merlin. I don't know what I'd do if you were injured.' The blonde said while holding her close.

'Probably kill him.'

'Oui.'

"We should get going. I'm beat and we need to drop them at the ministry so Tonks can deal with them." Ginny said after a beat.

The portkey was activated with a wave of Fleur's wand. As soon as they landed, Tonks showed up and ordered other teams to finish arresting them. Draco at her side, making sure his father would see him.

"You! You betrayed your own blood!" Lucius screeched.

"Father, you have gone insane since Voldy came back. Not admitting defeat was one huge mistake, but assuming I would follow you after everything that happened was an insane thought."

"For fuck's sake, take him." Tonks ordered the two unspeakables holding him. "Great work. You can head home, take a few days off. This was one hell of operation."

"Thanks, boss." Ginny smirked.

When there were only them left - plus Draco, Lea, and Bill - Harry beamed. "Celebration at ours. I'm cooking."

"Fuck, yes!" Bill beamed. "Don't you dare tell mum I said that."

They agreed on meeting after getting some rest.

As soon as there reached the Fleur's flat, Hermione let out a sigh and smiled at her mate.

"We did it!"

"Oui, ma belle. We did. Zank you for not letting me kill 'im."

"Of course. I couldn't have my beautiful mate go to jail. You aren't fit to be trapped behind bars."

"Oui. Well, zank you. I should write Maman and Grandmére."

"You can do it later." Hermione smiled at her Fleur, "I believe you deserve a prize for being able to control yourself so well." the Veela's eyes turned instantly orange and in an instant she was on Hermione, looking deeply into her eyes. "I love your eyes." she leaned in and kissed the blonde deep and slow. "Now, bedroom. I'll be there in no time." She watched Fleur steady herself for a second and scurry down the hall and into their bedroom, leaving the door ajar. She took her time admiring the French's bum, the sway obviously designed to hypnotize her.

Hermione walked slowly to their bedroom - yes, she had begun calling it theirs because that's what it was. She caught Fleur stripping and leaned in the threshold so she could admire the blonde's body. Curiously enough, it got slower. That's how she realised she had been caught.

"You are staring." The blonde said without turning.

"Yes. You know I can't help it." She smirked and begun her way to the older woman.

"And you know you can do more zan stare."

"I plan on doing plenty more." She whispered in her blonde's ear and felt her shiver. A hand began making its way to Fleur's breasts, while the other gripped her hip hard enough to mark her. Hermione knew Fleur like the sting, and she liked how she could leave marks on the blonde's body. The French woman leaned on her and she shivered as her clothed breasts came into contact with her back. The brunette pressed their bodies together some more, wanting to feel how well they fit together.

Hermione smiled while kissing the blonde's shoulder and began tracing them with open-mouthed kisses until she reached her earlobe. After nibbling it, she moaned lowly while massaging the other woman's right tit. Fleur trembled at it, whining softly with her body arching as she tried to get more contact with Hermione and keep the hand groping her in place. Hermione smirked and with two steps forward she was pressing the blonde's front into the wall and hearing a soft gasp from her mate.

"I love you." She whispered in her ear, then caught the blonde's lips on hers. The hand on her hips dipping to roughly to grab her ass, thus making the blonde moan and reach for her head. Hermione alternated squeezing her butt and pinching a nipple between her fingers for a bit, making the moans escalate in volume.

"Merde!" Fleur gasped. "Fuck me."

"But I love your needy moans..." She mumbled against her shoulder blades, then made a point by simultaneously dipping the hand in her butt a little lower and squeezing a breast slightly tighter. A loud and obscene moan ensued. "See?"

"S'il-te-plait- (Please-)"

Hermione conceded, turning her around and giving her a mind-numbing kiss while fondling with her breasts.

They usually were a lot more vanilla, but this mild aggression was something they got off sometimes. Just like now.

In a swift motion, Hermione is on her knees. A soft kiss over Fleur's mound gets a whine out of the blonde and the lioness feels herself smirk. Taking her time, she kisses her mate's thighs and lower abdomen, her hands helping her tease the other woman.

Looking up, she sees Fleur trying to obey the unspoken rule they had. In a situation like this, the one being salvaged must not touch the other unless they are given permission. The blonde seemed to me trying to hold the wall behind her. As if sensing her eyes, Fleur opened hers and they locked sights. Seizing the momentum, Hermione flattened her tongue and liked her blonde where she needed the most.

"Aaah! MERDE!" The Blonde's head collided with the wall in a thud.

A pause and a light bite on her inner thigh made the blonde look down again, gasping but clearly understanding the silent command. She smiled at her and shifted slightly so she could get Fleur's right leg over her shoulder. Her hand landed on her butt with a loud slap, eliciting a loud needy moan from the woman above her. She groaned as she sensed her mate getting wetter and then her resolve to tease the blonde broke. She dived into it, all lips and tongue and a bit of teeth. Fleur all but rode her mouth, moaning and pushing herself into her greedy mouth. The blonde fought her instincts to close her eyes and kept them trained in Hermione's; her hands had lost the fight, and she had been touching her own breasts for a long time.

"Plus! (More!)" The French woman gasped.

Indulging her request, the lioness latched two fingers into her with no warning. Fleur wailed. And Hermione dictated a rough pace, fucking her with two (then three) fingers, groaning as she tasted more of Fleur's cum. Her mate now screaming and wailing. She sensed the blonde was close and maintained the pace, locking her clit between her lips and making quick flicks with her tongue. She moaned as she felt Fleur's walls fluttering around her fingers and the vibrations sent the blonde over the edge. She came, screaming her mate's name and pulling her face into her. Hermione helped her riding her orgasm with slow deep strokes with her fingers and soft licks.

"Merlin! 'ermione! Up."

Slowly and carefully, Hermione stood and smiled. She held Fleur tight, knowing she still wasn't able to stand by herself. She kissed her blonde deeply, making her moan by tasting her own cum on Hermione's mouth. Not being able to contain herself, the lioness pressed her mate against the wall once again. Fleur wrapped her legs around her waist.

"Bed."

Hermione smiled and secured her hands on Fleur's butt to make sure she wouldn't fall. She carefully placed her mate on their bed. The blonde pulled her down for another deep kiss, her hands working on undressing her. The lioness slapped her hands and made quick work undressing. She unsheathed her wand and smirked at her mate.

It took a lot of concentration and focus, but she soon felt the familiar (not so much, really) shift on her groin. Opening her eyes, she caught Fleur with blown up yellow eyes - though the yellow was basically a thin line, could barely be seen.

She smiled, gawking at the French's body. She saw her start to squirm. The newly transfigured shaft pulsed impossibly hard. She swallowed, the different kind of arousal that this body gave her too different from what she was used to. A few deep breaths later, Hermione climbed their bed after Fleur.

She was looming above her, she could feel the warmth radiating from the blonde's core. She gulped and carefully placed herself over her mate. The underside of her cock over Fleur's mound, she could feel the sickness. They moaned, feeling their bodies merge. The French woman scratching her back as she let her weight fully settle over her. Hermione started kissing and nibbling Fleur's neck.

A sudden light invaded the room and Ginny's voice boomed, startling them.

"You two better not be late, or I'll personally break into the apartment and drag you back here. If I can't get laid, you two can't either! I know what you two are doing and I'm actually surprised I can't hear you two from here." Ginny's voice teased. The two stood still. "Seriously, you should block your fireplace if you plan to fuck."

They crackled, laughing.

"That might be a cleaver thing to do..."

"I don't know eef we should ask why she said zat."

"Probably not." Hermione hid her face in Fleur's neck. "We should probably get ready. I don't put it over her to break in here."

"Oui."

Hermione got up and entered their bathroom.

"Separate baths so we don't take too long, love. It'll be just a moment."

Half an hour later, they were crossing the street to get to Harry's. Hand in hand, they knocked on the door.

"Took you long enough." Ginny exclaimed as soon as she opened the door. "Harry's cooking with mum. Fam are over the balcony. Drinks on the fridge." The redhead then left them by the door.

"Welcome, Hermione! How was your afternoon?" Hermione grumbled.

"It's your house too, brains! And I do know how it was!" Ginny shouted on her way to the balcony.

Fleur laughed as Hermione felt her face warm. They walked in, going first to the kitchen to greet Harry and Molly.

"Hey!" Hermione greeted both of them. Molly looked at them, beaming.

"Oh, Hermione, Fleur! How are you? Congratulations are in order!"

"We're good..."

"You need 'elp?" Fleur asked after smiling at the older witch and nodding.

Harry looked flustered. "Harry, you ok?"

"Sure..."

"You tried flooing us." Fleur stated. She clearly found it funny. Harry lowered her head and nodded, his ears getting red. Hermione laughed despite herself.

"I'm sorry, Har." She said as her laugh died.

"Fleur, if you are really willing, we could use your hands."

Hermione tried to contain her laugh. Harry whined.

"Sure, Molly. Where do you need me?"

The lioness kissed Fleur and reached for two wine glasses as the blonde stationed herself where the matriarch directed her.

Using her wand, she opened the wine they had there.

"Zank you, ma Belle."

"Of course. I'm going to the balcony, love. Call if you need me."

As Hermione got to the rest of the people, she smiled and greeted them.

"You look dapper, Hermione!" Luna greeted.

The lioness beamed and thanked her. Wearing Grey formal slacks and a white button-up shirt with the long sleeves rolled up her arms. She sat by Lea's side and they began talking.

Half an hour later, her mate walked into the room. All legs and cleavage in her short dark green dress. Greeting everyone, she moved to sit on her lap. The lioness had to bite her tongue to prevent herself from gasping. Her hands landing on her lap and waist. The brunette immediately tightened her grip on her waist as the blonde squirmed a little, smiling. Hermione could see her biting her lower lip. She could feel all Fleur's bottom on her lap.

'Really?'

'What? I was getting comfortable. You looked like the most comfortable seat here.'

'Be my guest. Just stop squirming. I'm sure you are already aware of my current situation.'

'Oui. I'm feeling it.'

'Right. Be still, love.'

Another half an hour and Harry came to inform that the food was ready. After eating, they sat at the living room, Ginny retelling their side of the battle.

Hermione saw Fleur walking to the bathroom and smiled, fighting herself to keep her hands off her crouch. But she lost other battle. She stood and went after her blonde.

The lioness waited until they were safely away from the main space. She heard Fleur gasp as she pressed herself once more against the blonde's back. Doing so, she remembered what had transpired at their room and got incredibly aroused. Even more than she was. She managed to elicit a small whine from her mate by kissing her neck.

"You drive me crazy."

"Good, you too." Turning, the French woman latched at her mouth, making them both moan.

"Merlin!" Hermione let her hands roam through the blonde's legs and breasts and felt her's doing the same. She gasped as a small hand reached between her legs. Fleur's mouth swallowed her light groan.

"Seriously?!" They practically jumped apart as they heard Ginny's voice. "Could you two please socialise for a bit longer? You will have all night for you once you get home. Mum wants to dish the dessert."

"Sorry, Gin. We'll be back in a minute." Hermione said sheepishly.

"You better." the redhead said, turning. "And I know the movements blonde did, I might not see your tent but I know it's there. That explains why you have been acting weird, Hermione."

The lioness felt her face heat. She released a breath she didn't even know she was holding after her best friend has returned to the living room.

"I guess we should go." Fleur smiled at her, clearly trying to control herself and keep her laughter to leave her mouth.

"Keep finding it funny, and you'll see what I'll do to you." Hermione said after kissing the smile out of her mouth. She quickly pressed herself on Fleur and as suddenly as she came, she was gone, making the blonde whine at the loss though she didn't say a thing, only followed the brunette back to the living room.

They left in a hurry. Hermione was glad Ginny interrupted Harry and kept him from asking why they were leaving so soon. They trekked to the other building in a fast pace, both too impatient to care. As they got to the door, Hermione pressed her body into Fleur's backside. A moan later, they were inside the flat, Hermione pressed against the closed door. The power play continued as the brunette began moving and guided Fleur to the bedroom, pausing a second to block the floo. Their equal strength made it easy for them to power play while assured neither would get hurt.

All thoughts escaped Hermione as they reached the room, their clothes haphazardly removed and dropped to the floor as they moved there. The brunette wearing only boxers (they has bought a few of them after playing a bit with the transfiguration sex trick, both enjoying the feeling of having an extra appendage or knowing it was there) and bra, Fleur wearing a red lingerie set. The view basically stole her breath.

"Merlin, you are beautiful." Sha said after ogling her.

The desperation of getting to bed diminished, Fleur smiled as she blushed a bit and kissed her calmly and deeply. The Gryffindor felt her hips buckle as the blonde groped her ass. Without a word, the other woman redirected her attention to unfastening her bra, then carefully held both her breasts. A gasp and in a blink the blonde was on her knees, slowly caressing Hermione's thighs. Her knees practically buckled as she felt her blonde caress a particularly sensitive spot on her inner thigh. "Shit." She leaned against the door, closing it fully as she felt herself get harder - if that was even possible. Fleur kissed her crouch softly before licking the wet spot on the boxers right. The blonde hooked her fingers on her underwear and slowly slid them down, making the appendage slap against her stomach after getting free and both of them groan.


A/N: Hey, my dear readers! It's I, your friendly neighbour Celtic! I hope you liked it! So I didn't post so soon, I'm deeply sorry for that... Just my life getting some crazy turns and all that. I had crazy fun writing this chapter, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.

My first question about future one-shots... I know I didn't write the main part of the NSFW scene, but 1: I didn't know what would be your response to a G!p Hermione; and 2: I don't actually know if I can write this. LOL. Here's the question:

Do you want a one shot with a G!p? If so I give you two options: Their first try (might get some fun there too) or the scene evolving from the end of this chapter.

Please review (and answer me...), I'm always pleased to learn what you think!

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See Yah! I hope this gives you some help to survive the craziness we are going through right now.

PS: Jmichelle2019: My exact thoughts! I hope you liked this chapter...

Pappa: I'm so so so sorry!

Tlc125: Yeah, ok. I understand. Thanks for answering... I hope you liked the chapter.

WK: I can relate to that! Enjoyed the ass kicking?

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