I don't own Harry Potter in any format, this is a fanfiction only.
The couple slept rather comfortable in each other's arms almost like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, they two simply fit with each other and the fact made them naturally feel comfortable as each moved in the bed. The first to wake up was Harry and saw the sleeping face of Fleur. He could not bring himself to wake her up.
He just looked at the smiling peaceful-looking face. He wondered if she was going to be angry if he woke her up with a kiss. He got close to her and he stopped wondering if he should do a Panther kiss or a human kiss. But then again he never saw a human couple kiss in this particular situation.
Fleur took the initiative and pulled him closer and kissed him passionately on his lips, a kiss he was enjoying very much, till they got so involved in the kiss that it went from a normal passionate kiss to a full blown French kiss.
After a long time and their lungs demanded that they take in are they stopped kissing. Fleur smiled at him, "See that is how a human kisses his beloved mate. I swear you looked like you were planning to give me a big lick to my face." Harry got closer to her and he rubbed his head on the side of her face and he began to brush his nose on hers.
"And that is how a Panther wakes his beloved mate... See not so bad now is it? " Fleur laughed and she had to admit it was rather sweet truth be told. " We need to get dressed and get ready you have a lot of things to buy and I am making sure my mate looks presentable before you even get to Beauxbatons. "
They got out of bed and they dressed in the clothes they set aside. He just had a little difficulty getting dressed, he was too focused on his mate's lovely figure to actually start getting dressed. She had to remind him he could do more than watch once they got done with the things they needed to do.
"Come on, let me help you. Mother will come through our bedroom door any moment now. " Harry just managed to finish getting dressed as indeed Apolline walked through the door." I know it is early but we have a lot of things to do and very little time to do it. So come on you two, let's go. You can go back to the lovey-dovey stuff after we get done with the things we need to do. "
Somehow that does not sound right but he was neither going to argue about it and apparently he had no way of denying it. He did want to some rather romantic things with Fleur, such as get to know her a whole lot better. But if this was the what he had to do to make his mate happy, there were worst ways of doing so.
The family went to a rather interesting place. A bank chuck full of small creatures that Francis called goblins. He had to do something with the bank manager that he did not approve off. The bank manager wanted to verify his identity and his family line. He simply would not take him at his word that he was Harry Potter.
This was done by drawing blood with a rather horrible looking dagger. The knife hurt like nothing he ever felt before. The goblin put son wounded hand on a small piece of paper that seem to do two things heal the injury and drink the blood on his hand. The page began to show a Crest. He did not even understand it. He was supposed to have only one family Crest as the old goblin told him before the blood test began.
Instead, he had three crests and he was more confused than ever. The old goblin looked like he did not believe it himself. "So you are Lord Potter after all, but here it clearly shows you are also the Heir and Lord for House Slytherin and House Prevelle. Which of the three accounts do you wish to access today?"
Francis told him none, his son in law simply needed to make the bank know of his identity before someone unscrupulous tried to take what did not belong to them. "Quite right, my mate should not have to worry about some criminal trying to take what is his by birthright." The goblin asked what did the young lady mean.
Apolline explained that she was Fleur Delacour and she was the bonded mate of Harry Potter. The goblin smiled knowing that maybe the Potter bloodline would continue after all. They were a major investor with many important businesses and the bank itself, and by extension also the goblin nation.
Francis took enough gold in a small say from their family vault. Harry found the entire ride on the cart a bit on the nauseating side, his heightened sense of smell made him feel like he was traveling through a sewer. The goblin manager apologized but there were several very dangerous magical beings who lived on the floor of the massive cavern that was the bank and even some few thousand undead.
The smell usually did not reach to their current location and also he joked that he was rubbing his nose on his hand like he was a big cat. If he had been a large feline he would have to apologize again, the dagger used for the test was made from the fang of a very dangerous and powerful breed of dog, the only example he could think off was a Cerberus from ancient human myths.
No wonder he hated the blasted dagger as soon as it cut him. Fleur tried her best to put a bubble charm on him so that at least he could breathe. But the goblin said that would cause the cart to malfunction.
The family left as they watched Harry run out of the bank and looked a little green. They had intended to go by the school materials, last but they figure that he needed a glass of water before they continued.
The family went to a local restaurant and just as they got there Fleur asked for a glass of milk with some plant he never heard from. The waitress did as she asked. He drank it down and she told him it was a remedy for nausea that she had learned from a teacher at her school. "Usually, it is a remedy for morning sickness, I should know I got three little boys at home."
The waitress had been pregnant three times, that was something both Francis and Harry both began to think. She sure as hell didn't look like it. "What did you two expect she is a Veela like myself and Fleur." Apolline clearly needed to explain to both of them. "But she doesn't smell like one," Fleur told him that obviously, she was wearing a perfume.
The first they tried to get was a wand, try was the keyword. The old man simply could not understand why any of his wands would react to him. Harry decided to change forms and in his Panther form, he began smelling the shop.
"That's why. No wonder you did not react to any of my wands. Most of them are from animals that fear felines. It is no wonder they did not react to you. Since your animagus form is a hellfire Panther a wand made from such an ancient beast should be best for you."
He walked away as Harry changed back into his human form. The old man brought an ancient and intricately carved wand and sure enough, as he touched it he felt a great connection with it almost like the wand was greeting him almost like he was an old friend he brought the wand down and a stream of stars appeared like fireworks.
"Indeed, that wand is very happy to be with you. No mister Francis I will not require payment for that wand. In truth, I have been trying to find the one who would react to it. It had been an old promise made to my dear old friend, Salazar that I would find a match for his wand. I am glad I was finally able to fulfill that promise. "
" Salazar did many wonderful things with that wand it is not that unexpected that you will as well. Hope you find it still to your likely, Lord Slytherin. " Harry for some strange reason felt like punching him on the shoulder. He did and the old man laughed. " You still don't like to be called that.. Will wonders ever end with you. "
The family thanked him for the wand and left the shop. The old man was smiling as if he was felt a great relief that finally the old wand was back with it belongs. " To think you be reborn as someone who is the mate to a Veela. I did warn you my old friend, but I guess it is just poetic justice after all."
The family got the books he would need and other items. The way that the woman was measuring him for his school uniform made him feel uncomfortable and Fleur ready to go avian on her. The last stop was a place that he wished he did not go into. An animal pet shop or so he figured from the smell. At least they kept the cages clean.
The old woman asked him what were they looking for and they told her an owl for their young friend. "I am sorry dear, that Panther is more than likely going to end up eating the owl, so instead I offer this. It is a very fast and intelligent eagle. Your feline friend will not be able to eat him."
Fleur asked how she knew he was an animagus and his form was a Panther. She laughed and said because she was one herself. She knew very well how to identify one of her own kind as it were. Harry came closer and began smelling her hands. She almost laughed as she saw it. Harry looked at her and said something she did not expect. "Grandma, what are you doing here?"
The old woman asked him to change into his animal form. He did and as soon as he did the old woman hugged him. "Harry so that is where you been, the pack has been worried sick about you. I will finally tell my daughter and her mate to stop worrying. Honestly, young cub, you should have told them before you left."
"I am sure Hallow will be a great help to you." The old woman turns out had the same experience as Harry a long time ago, but she was discovered after she gave birth to a baby Panther which was the one that adopted him back when he first arrived at the zoo.
The last thing they got was lunch back at the dinner where they got the glass of milk. The very same waitress was there and they had a rather tasty fish dish and another glass of milk for Harry. "Today has been full of surprises hasn't it?"
"My only surprise so far has been finding out my daughter is already thinking of having kids. " Both Fleur and Harry nearly choked on their food as they said heard that. "I do not want to have kids so soon in my marriage, I want to secure an income first then we can plan out a savings plan for the costs of raising our children. Trust me I am not going to be having any kids without being sure I am financially ready."
Francis had to get his own opinion in as well, "By what we heard your mate is one of the most wealthy Lord in all of magical Europe. You could live on his residual income from all the properties and investment dividends he receives." Harry just kept quiet and let her deal with the in laws that were clearly wanting to have their grandkids sooner rather than later.
Harry had to admit that she was a very good mate and strong willed. The fact that she was tender and caring was a definite bonus, not to mention a really nice body, so he would not have to worry so much about her health. She clearly had some very nice health maintenance habits and that was a relief.
"So Harry how many other relatives do you have that we might be surprised with. "Grandpa died a long time ago, my parents were killed by a madman soon after I was born, and I pretty much disposed of the vermin of my aunt, uncle, Marge and Dudley. So I was quite surprised my grandma was still alive after all these years."
"Don't you feel any regret about killing those people Harry? " Francis clearly wanted to know the answer to that question."If someone brutally beat Gabrielle to an inch of her life and then tried to sell her to a person so she would be his pet's bitch, would you regret killing these people?"
Francis didn't have to think about it for a second before he flat out said no. He would leave not even ashes of them on this world if they dared to do something like that to his daughter. "They did that to me, so no I don't regret it. I only regret that I could not have done it sooner."
The next day Fleur had the same problem as the night before. She just had to kiss him again to try and wake her mate up. Honestly, he was so comfortable in her arms with his head resting on her chest that she simply did not find it easy to wake up. He felt like he was home and comforted by the woman that loved him like none had in his entire life.
He woke up as he felt her lips on his and he kissed her his own way too. They got dressed and having packed the day before they decided to leave early as the both just had a piece of French toast and a glass of juice.
They both left the floo powder network and arrived at the main train terminal to take them to their school. Inside the compartment, they were relatively free to be close together, with a small amount of privacy, too bad they were not aware of the many young men presently looking through the window of said compartment glaring and asking the same question. 'Who the hell does that guy think he is touching Fleur like that?'