Thanks to the reviewer who corrected my French, I will be going back and correcting un petit loup to petite louve. I do appreciate being corrected on this! Thanks for all of the awesome reviews and I hope you guys are enjoying the ride. Lots of progress happening in this chapter.

Life has been a little crazy and I've been trying to stay on track with the updates and am finally happy enough with how this chapter turned out to update it.

bold= Hermione's thoughts

italics = french

italics and underlined= fleur's thoughts

Lemons this chapter!


Daughter of the dark and moon

hidden in mud

Will meet her match with a bird of prey

Their union will be realized in a fury of

Fur joining feathers.

Destined to turn the tide

of the greatest war

Their love will save us all


Hermione

" we need to talk…really 'mione?"

"What?" Hermione replied slightly irked

" oh nothing, just nothing good ever comes from that statement"

Hermione felt herself getting warmer and suppressed a…growl? Ok so something is definitely happening to me, I think I need to contact my godfather about shifters or maybe the library has something…

"Hello Hermione, did you hear anything I said the last minute?" Harry said waiving his hands around

"Shut it mate, she's you-know-who's spawn, why would you listen to anything she says" Ron interjected scowling from down the table

"Probably because she saved both our hides more times than we can count, and she doesn't abandon her friends at the first sign of difficulty, unlike you mate. Besides, since when did you start talking to me again?"

Ron grumbled something incoherent behind the muffin he stuffed angrily into his mouth

Harry and Hermione simultaneously rolled their eyes and turned back to each other.

"Anyway, why don't we meet outside on the hill overlooking Hagrid's home after breakfast…say in an hour?" Hermione suggested

Harry nodded in agreement and Hermione grabbed an apple, turned and walked out of the Great Hall.


Fleur

Dark in the city night is a wire

Steam in the subway earth is afire

Nooooo….don't want to wake up….

Woman you want me give me a sign

And catch my breathing even closer behind

…..

Mmmmmm too early

In touch with the ground

I'm on the hunt down I'm after you

Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd

And I'm hungry like the …

Fine I'm up, I'm up!

Fleur slowly came into the land of the living after her charmed musical alarm clock started going off with her favorite muggle oldies station.

A giggle erupted behind her and Fleur remembered last night suddenly vividly. After meeting petite louve she realized she had some pent up energy to burn. She ran into a beautiful brunette Hufflepuff with piercing blue eyes. She had brought her back to her room at the carriage and had a good time relieving their stress…come on she is a Veela after all.

While Veela are known as very sexual creatures, actual details pertaining to them are kept within the species and mates of the species. Veela would be free to enjoy themselves as was their nature until they found their mates. The moment their eyes would lock on their intended they would no longer be able to get any satisfaction from anyone else, nor would they desire close relations with another in such a manner.

With a smirk Fleur quickly wandlessly and wordlessly cleaned both her teeth and the brunettes teeth before she rolled over and began enjoying the naked flesh beneath her once more. Caressing a full pert breast with one hand and sliding her thigh between the already wet young female's core giving delicious pressure that caused a deep moan to escape the girls throat.

Smirking Fleur pressed harder until she slipped a hand down to where the girl needed her most. Feeling the wet lips of the younger witch's core spurred her on her slow ministrations…

In the great hall an hour later…ok an hour and a half later…or was it two hours later…let's just say post morning sex later

Fleur had been speaking with her classmates and sister over breakfast ignoring everyone else as per usual, when she noticed everyone else had stopped talking. She glanced over to see none other than her petite louve

wait…?...mine?…umm I mean petite louve ,well she saw the back of her anyway. She didn't hear the confrontation but could feel the tenseness in the Gryffindor.

She felt a need deep within her to comfort the witch, her Veela urging her grumbling at her inaction, why was her Veela being so cranky?

She shook her head and saw the girl walk away and soon after conversations began once more. Collette to her left said, 'hard to believe that young witch could be the daughter of you know who'

Fleur thought back to the previous night "I don't have much use for names these days Fleur Delacour "

It had all made sense. Not wanting to be judged by something you cannot control. She was brought out of her musings when she saw Victor get up out of the corner of her eye and hurriedly follow where the brunette had left.

Not understanding her instincts she immediately got up and followed him, knowing he was up to no good if he was following her girl…wait, what? First a cranky Veela, now a possessive Veela something wasn't going right, she would need to figure this out later, but first she needed to intercept this thug before he could cause any damage.


Hermione

Hermione had been sitting out in a ledge of a rock overlooking Haggrid's hut. She decided to sit out here to clear her head for the upcoming discussion with Harry. She absentmindedly searched her pockets and thumbed the letter she had received that morning from a familiar owl. Tonks has named their family owl 'owl Pacino'. He was a funny owl that had dropped on her head while she was sleeping. Apparently he had fallen from the window where he was waiting for Hermione to wake up. Such a clutzy owl she had giggled as she had helped the owl up. Hooting flapping his wings he puffed his chest and extended his leg falling over once more.

She got the letter from the leg and gave Owley a treat before he got up and flew away. Laughing to her memory from the morning she read the letter quickly and began to smile, apparently she had been notified of Hermione's parentage and was over the moon she was her godmother! Andromeda has known such a deep loss with first her goddaughter before ever meeting her and her beloved Ted. Now she had a small sliver of her past back and to top it off it was her favorite brunette Gryffindor.

They had become close at the Order meetings and Tonks(nymph) had instantly taken a liking to the girl, pranking her mercilessly like a older sister. Andromeda suggested a meet up over Christmas break or joining Narcissa when they met up at a Hogsmeade next. Even as she had been shunned from most of the Black family, her sisters had apparently kept contact in secret. A sister's love goes deeper than blood status of whom they decide to marry. The pure blood fanaticism could not affect their bond,including Bella's love for her sister apparently.

She was lost in her musings until she heard footsteps behind her, she turned just in time to see creepy Krum as he grabbed her wrist dropping her off the ledge. This caused Hermione to stumble closer to the Bulgarian.

She immediately felt rage, who does this stupid boy think he is? She thought to herself and she felt herself warm and tremble significantly.

'Herm-i-no-ni-ni! I had to come and see you and tell you that you can finally let the ruse down and be mine.'

' what are you talking about?' Hermione said as she pulled her wrist away from the dumb boy.

' I liked your breasts before, and your face was average, but now that I know your are the daughter of the dark lord I know we are meant to be, I'm a loyal follower of your father's see, plus you don't throw yourself at me like the other girls, so that means you are meant to be mine'. Krum pulled up his sleeve, and muttered a reveal spell to show the dark mark on his forearm

'…what…average..my breasts...I'M NOT A PIECE OF MEAT!' Hermione screamed

At that exact moment Fleur came up behind the brunette Gryffindor and said, ' Victor I suggest you leave the girl alone'

'Mind your own business Veela,' Krum sneered getting in front of Hermione bumping her to the ground unknowingly in the process

'It is my business when you are arguing with, yet ANOTHER female. Is this going to go like last time Krum, don't think I'll let you harm another woman.'

'She was my girlfriend until you, not yours you whore! I'm going to teach you a lesson, like I taught her, once and for all!'

The moment he said that Hermione stood, turned around and locked eyes on the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. The Earth seemed to shift entirely, where she had previously been floating she now felt tied forever to this woman stronger than steel cables in every direction. She breathed in and felt alive for the first time, one word came from deep within, almost foreign but familiar at the same time, one word resounding "MATE!" It was then that she knew she was like her mother and had just found her imprint like her mother had found in her father and she would do anything for this woman, be anything for this woman. She was her life, her love, her everything.


Fleur

Fleur was livid, who did this Bulgarian boy think he was?! Even bumping the very female he was trying to woo in his haste. I can't wait to teach him a…she stopped, eyes locking on pools of brown, her scent enveloped her fluttering her heart, her Veela rejoiced, and she remembered the conversation she had with her mom…

"It's in the eyes, once you lock on your whole world stops, your world becomes them and they you. They will be the only ones in a room that can be unaffected by your Thrall, besides already coupled beings. You will be drawn by their scent, looking at their form will make you feel entranced, and you will want nothing other than to be with them, to be whatever they need from you. If you don't see or smell them, your body will know they are near by sending you into a sense of almost longing"

MATE! Her Veela inside her screamed overjoyed! I've found her!

At that exact moment the oblivious bumbling Bulgarian blithering bafoon grabbed Fleur by the shoulders shoving her harshly to the ground and away from her mate. He immediately dove for her holding her down by one forearm, raising his other fist to deliver a strong blow when he heard an ear piercing yell, followed by loud ripping and cracking sounds.. Silence….then a growl permeated behind him giving him pause, allowing Fleur to knee him in the groin and fall to the side off of her.

Turning to see the source of the sound both Fleur and Victor saw a oversized wolf black as night, with the most piercing gold eyes they had ever seen. Fleur longed to run her fingers through her mate's fur and was more than a little turned on by her love's new form and powerful presence.

"Her-mi-no-nini what has that beast done with you, I vill avenge you!" Krum shouted as he stumbled up still holding his pained crotch with one hand, grasping his wand in the other. A crucio was beginning to leave his lips when another ripping sound echoed behind him, feathers exploded and a very pissed off Veela tackled him to the ground.

"You will not harm my mate!" Fleur exclaimed fury and fire dancing in her eyes


No one's POV

Victor began struggling when a flurry of movement happened to him, all he could see in his field of vision was a flurry of fur and feathers. He had never felt this kind of pain, down was up and he could not believe he might die by these beasts.

'STUPIFY!' Harry yelled powerfully separating the three beings, the Veela and wolf shook their heads and immediately went to each other checking each other out for injuries. The wolf licking the Veela's ruffled wing while the Veela leaned her forehead against the strong shoulder of the wolf.

Oblivious to the Bulgarian moving to the side grasping for his wand Harry saw this movement and yelled 'immobulous!' freezing the daft boy.

Harry had been walking up to the meeting point when he saw Hermione explode into a huge black wolf, and watched the entire scene play out. He knew from Haggrid's lessons that he had just witnessed two magical creatures finding their mates. Harry knew to keep his distance from a newly mated unmarked pair. Only a fool would intervene…obviously that fool would be Victor…he really creeped Harry out too. What's with that dunderhead…one leviosa later he was leading the Bulgarian away from the scene. He would find Hermione later and have that discussion. No matter who's daughter she was, she was still like a sister to him and would not leave her high and dry like Ron would tend to do at the drop of a hat


Fleur

Fleur slowly transformed back, thankfully keeping most of her dignity in tact, only really ripping the back of her shirt where her beautiful wings broke free. Holding and petting her wolf's strong jaw, nuzzling sweetly. She mused quietly 'petite louve…hmm' Fleur spoke..'an appropriate nickname, although not so petite are you my love?'

'Wait…my friends…your reputation…oh my god…am I the only Frenchwoman you haven't been with?!'

The wolf's eyes went wide as saucers and began looking off the the side and down, digging in the dirt seemingly absentmindedly with one paw.

"I will be having a conversation with my classmates…This stops NOW. petite louve. YOU ARE MINE! No one else will ever have you, I am no saint but Veela mate for life, I will be yours as you will be mine. Change back and say it!'

After a few tries the wolf began transitioning back to a slightly taller more muscular, completely nude witch. Fleur's eyes went black and the scent of her arousal filled the air.

Hermione closed her eyes and sniffed with her new heightened senses, eyes flashing gold for a brief moment, going on pure instinct, pushing the blonde against the close boulder trapping her mate, placing both arms on either side of Fleur. Growling slowly, sniffing her neck, scenting her mate with a long lick to her neck and Fleur's eyes rolled back in her head. The nude witch pressed her body into the Veela feeling a low purr resounding from the Veela below her. Both women lost to their instincts to drive to claim their mate, to take them, mark them as their own. Nature overriding everything else, until they heard a twig snap off in the distance.

Haggrid's was walking back to his shack from the Forbidden Forrest, whistling a happy tune walking with Fang, completely unaware of what was happening over 400 meters away from his house.

Fleur was the first to snap out of it, and looked down at her mate..she immediately put her blue cape around her witch. No one gets to see her mate but her!

She needed to snap the wolf out of it, so she lightly swatted her across her nose like a normal house pet. ' I said say it!'

Hermione shook her head, smiled and dropped to both knees hugging the French woman around her waist solemnly swearing fealty to her love, telling her that wolves mate for life as well. Looking up to the Veela with such love and adoration that Fleur could not question her sincerity.

Cupping the kneeling wolf's jaw, she dropped to her knees and kissed her for their first loving kiss. Every story ever written could not do this moment justice. Kissing her mate was life altering, explosions of joy, arousal, and need drove them to deepening the kiss. Wandering hands began to caress everything they could reach until they heard someone clearing their throat.

A growl came out of Hermione's throat on pure instinct, placing the smaller witch behind her as she stood up. Until she saw who had interrupted them and she felt a familial bond tug at her heart, knowing they were somehow safe. The professor had always treated her more like a surrogate daughter and favorite student. Now it seemed her wolf bonded with the feline in a familial way.

Professor McGonigal stood there looking slightly uncomfortable seeing her favorite student in such a compromising position. As an animingus she too had felt the pull of a mate from her own past lover, and knew not to separate the two. The feline had always known of the bond Hermione and her shared and looked out for the young Gryffindor.

'Oh my, Miss Granger…errr Riddle, perhaps it would be prudent to take your mate somewhere more private…and preferably less…um …nude…'. The professor said ending it with a wink and a smirk.

Hermione blanched and came back to her human self looking down and seeing the cape had flown open and closed it quick.

Mumbling a quick 'thank you professor'. She picked up her stunned blonde, reverse koala style hugging her close also keeping her modesty in tact and sprinted off towards the Forbidden Forrest with her mate in tow.