Been reading a pretty intense, sad fic lately, needing a break from such sorrow. So you lovelies get a present of some fluff and the first task!


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


It was the morning of the first task and Fleur was groaning. She was groaning because she had never felt so tired and sore. Her hungry wolf had devoured her mercilessly over and over again. Her wolf was snoring next to her, cuddling deeper into her Veela, a hand groping her mate's tender breasts oblivious to her Veela's grumblings.

The Veela couldn't help her bodies reaction, even if she was grumpy. Her breast hardened at the tip and she let out a low moan. Her arousal wafting around the room and her wolf woke with a deep growl. Nibbling on her imprint's neck she slid her other hand deeper covering her womanhood. Her center dampening more, Hermione feeling the wetness instantly since they never bothered to sleep in clothes since their mating. Caressing her sweetly slick folds she teased her sore mate.

'My wolf I am so sore please I want you but be gentle.'

'As you wish luv.' Hermione kissed the side of Fleur's head as she said this. Staying on the outside avoiding her clit entirely she slowly worked her lover slowly. She was deliciously on the edge and felt it soothe her soreness the longer she was touched.

'My love I am ready for you, please touch me!'

'Where do you need me?' Hermione said not once pausing her ministrations

'A little higher, I need you to touch my clit.'

Not a word was uttered as Hermione moved her hand that had been caressing her breasts to drop to her little nub. Slowly moving both hands in unison she slowly brought out the sweetest orgasm of the young Veela's life, so full of love and spoke of her devotion. This morning was just for her love as she didn't have want or need for anything in return.

Fleur felt loved and surprisingly energized.

Hermione was purring as she spoke, 'Well luv are you awake enough now to slay a dragon?'


Luna had taken it to be her responsibility to care for the young wolf during the tasks. Hermione was not allowed in the competitors box, but was ok with that. She had wished her brother good luck before he entered the tent. Rita Skeeter had been there to take a picture and caught the two embracing in a familial hug.

'Young love, tell me Mrs. Riddle when you started shagging this champion? What is your angle?'

Hermione wandlessly set the witch's enchanted pen and pad on fire and then balled up her fist and punched the reporter in her smart mouth, knocking her down.

'He's a brother to me you idiot, besides… wrong champion.'

Fleur came up on the scene and was grabbed by the taller girl, dipped, and snogged so deeply that all movement around them stopped. She continued to kiss the Veela righting her and Fleur hopped up on her girl wrapping her legs around the wolf. Thrusting her core into the teller girl, shamelessly not caring that the reporter had snapped a few pictures of the couple.

Madame Maxime rolled her eyes at the couple and walked into the competitors tent.

Hermione slowed down eventually and gave one last chaste kiss and gently set her with down caressing her cheek. She stepped away from her love and said, 'that is the champion that I'm shagging.'

She couldn't help herself, she knew that would put her imprint in the paper as the mate of the Riddle child. Hermione's wolf would not have her name linked romantically to another, and so a claim had to be made.

'What happens young one when this Veela finds her mate?' Rita sneered

The wolf's eyes flashed a dangerous yellow, letting out a fierce growl. 'She has already! That is MY imprint and we will not be bothered anymore beetle! Unless you want to be crushed like the vermin you are'

Rita took the hint turned

'Oh and Rita if I find you out you write anything about me being linked romantically to anyone besides my imprint I will eat you alive, my sentence to Azkaban would be served gladly.'

Rita paled, nodding and left the area

Fleur placed a calming hand on the wolf's back bringing her out of her rage

'Come along Wolfy, we need to find our seats, and you look like you need to be taken for a walk, the Nargles are festering around your head it seems'

Hermione shook her head getting back to herself, since the first shift Luna had taken to calling her Wolfy, it was cute and the little Ravenclaw was so sweet you could not be mad. So, Hermione rolled her eyes but dutifully followed Luna after nuzzling a chucking Fleur at their friend's antics.

' ok Little Moon, but just so we're clear, I do not need to be walked like some common house pet.' Could be heard as the two retreated towards the stands.

Fleur shook her head laughing into the tent.


The first task began with the Bulgarian in the arena first. Much ruckus could be heard from the champions tent and Harry and Fleur were nervous but waited for their turn. Fighting viscously Krum had been badly injured and cut off one of the creatures arms in the altercation, as well as crushing most of the dragon's own eggs in the nest. He did, however manage to get the golden egg just under two hours into the task.

Hobbling through the tent to the sounds in the background of a screaming crying Dragon. The brute stopped by the Veela sneering, 'beat vat if vou can!'

Fleur rolled her eyes saying, 'Oui I will Indeed, and ze dragonz will not be 'armed eizher '

Krum scoffed and was going to continue to taunt the French witch but was interrupted by the closest medi-witch grabbing the brute and pushing him to the medical section of the tent.

Fleur had drawn the second lot and waited her turn. The help from her mate had been immeasurable, the little bookworm had not only found several books about dragons in the restricted section for both herself and Harry, but had gotten in contact with her Godfather.

Jacob since finding his unusual imprint had been given liberties others in their pack never got. He became a diplomat of sorts and met with countless shifters and were-creatures. One of those happened to be Dragons. He gifted his Goddaughter a clay whistle that charmed any dragon to relax when the whistle was played and any song was sung in close proximity.

Fleur confidently strode into the arena when her name was announced and the cannon fired. She was quickly assaulted by the fire from the dragon close to her. If not for her Veela reflexes she would have been a crispy bird.

She could feel the heat rolling off of the stone she was standing behind. Pinned to her spot she waited until the Dragon took a breath and spoke Conjunctivitis !

The blinding spell affected the weakest part of the Dragon and stopped the Beast from attacking with the same precision. Seeing her opening since the stone had been dropping in size she sprinted to the side of the arena. She brought the clay whistle out of her robes and played a single note. The note stopped all movement for the Dragon who cocked his head to the side curiously.

Finite. Fleur spoke clearing the sight of the Dragon….then she began to sing lyrically

Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea

And frolicked in the autumn mist

in a land called Honnah Lee

Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff

And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff, oh!

Pause

Silence

A lone Ravenclaw muggleborn began to sing the chorus slowly, then other muggleborns, pureblood wizards and witches alike were baffled. All of a sudden a loud chorus of all muggleborns singing and laughing joyously broke out.

The Dragon calmed and chucked along with them, a rare sight indeed. The Dragon then sat down a relaxed smile on its face as the song wound down.

All that was left sounding were giggles from muggleborns and the Dragon everyone else too stunned to move, all except her smiling mate beaming.

The Veela approached the dragon confidently and began speaking the ancient Veela language that hadn't been spoken outside of Veela rituals for over a century.

O proud one, I am humbled in your presence

-little one, did your mate teach you that tune?

Fleur laughed and responded

yes honorable one, my cheeky wolf loves Peter,Paul, and Mary, she grew up around muggles and was a child of the eighties, apparently it was her favorite cartoon

-ah, I saw that one as well, it was a shame about what happened to the real Puff...anyway what can I help you with little one? Also, thank you for not attacking, I would never want to hurt another of our kindred avian kind

My grandmere would flay me alive if I were to harm you as well oh strong one. Well this is a tournament and in order for me to further myself I need to get that golden egg you are near, and out safely.

-oh this little trinket, go ahead, be mindful of my babies, and best of luck to you and your little mate. Hard times are ahead little one, know that after today the Dragons will be on your side for we see greatness in you, Hmm...wolf mate...it has to be...as I can see now you are whom the prophecy speaks of, open up your mouth little one

Fleur blinked st that...prophecy? She was confused, but did as asked and the Dragon breathed fire down her throat then extinguished it with a cool breath

-I have gifted you fire and a way of calling us to arms, you will need to transform and use your full Veela voice and we will heed your call. Dark things are coming, this war we will not stand idly by. We will fight with you and your just mate.

I am deeply honored oh proud one

Fleur bowed deeply at this

-anything else you wish before you go little one?

…well the next competitor is my mate's brother in all but blood, could you speak to your brethren and ask him to not hurt him too bad, he means well but he is young, he plans to out fly him against my thoughts that your kind are too strong and fast

-you are right we would break him out of our pride, I will do as you ask, I will have him make a good show of it, let him break a little bit of the castle as Horntail has been itching for some mischief..go now little one, your mate is missing you

Thank you honorable one, I am forever in your debt

You could have heard a pin drop as she calmly picked up the golden egg with the Dragons blessing and sauntered out of the arena.

A full minute passed silently until the loud thunderous sound of applause filled the stadium. The Veela managed to get the golden egg, unharmed in less than fifteen minutes also keeping the Dragon unharmed. No one in the wizarding world for the last three centuries had been able to communicate with the winged creatures.

Luna turned to Hermione and said, 'the Dragon really has an impressive amount of wrackspurts floating around his head, see Wolfy I told you your imprint would be safe. How about a belly rub?'

Hermione rolled her eyes and let the blond rub her belly, scowling but secretly relaxing. Luna took one hand and scratched behind her ears and laughed out loud when Hermione couldn't help the leg uncontrollably kicking and purring moving into the scratch

'Oh Hermione I think this shift and Fleur have been good for you. Thank you for being my friend.'

Hermione nuzzled the smaller girls neck in a friendly manner and smiled. Hermione learned not long after her first shift to just go with her instincts on most things and accept her wolf, she would not shy away from her nature.

Luna had been a true friend for years, even as others called her Loony, Hermione stayed a constant friend.

'Thank you Luna for not just seeing the beast in me, even when my parentage came out, you truly do also have a way with magical beasts. I am also lucky to call you a friend.'

The two waited for Harry's turn, enjoying friendly snuggle time that Fleur rightfully so never found threatening.


In a cave far beyond Hogwarts the Goblin King sat on his throne…

' I so do hope Voldypants decides to go with his brat pup. My time has come!

Yes! Yes! My time is now! I will not stand for their insolence any longer, their demands become too much. As long as our paths are the same we follow, however, let it be known, I'll move the stars for no one!'


A/N…anyone have a guess who the Goblin King is?