Sorry, I know this is a bit late update again. Thanks to a certain inspiring person, I surpassed my laziness. So this is the Chapter 10a, sort of a filler chapter. Not really as long as the other chapters, but it's just meant to make the next part (10b) easier to understand. Sorry for the change of POV too. Just let me know if it's confusing that the whole story is not told from Hermione's POV. But you asked for Fleur's POV so that's what you got. :P What am I babbling on about.. go read the chapter already:P

Disclaimer: J.K.Rowling owns it all.

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Didn't actually touch the fic in any ways, just wasted some time drawing a picture based on this chapter. It can be found from DeviantArt, my username is the same as here. (I'm no expert drawing with a tablet so go easy on me )

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Hermione was aware of how the time had flown, just how fast, that she didn't want to find out. The weather was getting warmer and the days longer. She had a hard time trying to fit everything in her schedule. The school atmosphere had grown more excited and everything seemed to be related to the Triwizard tournament. The upcoming task was the main subject in the corridors during breaks.

Lately Hermione had adopted a new habit of daydreaming during the lessons. She already knew what the teacher was going to say, having read the schoolbooks over and over again. During Ancient Runes, a girl from Ravenclaw interrupted Hermione's thoughts of an exceptionally nice evening with Fleur the day before. Fleur had used some interesting techniques of relieving stress and tension while they were having cosy time in the bath tub. Hermione awoke when she heard someone calling her.

"Hermione? Are you ok? You seem a bit absent today," A dark-haired Ravenclaw asked.

"Huh? Oh! I guess I was just lost in my thoughts, I'm ok," Hermione responded, idly brushing the quill under her chin.

"Well, you do seem different somehow, I was wondering if… well… if it was true or not what I heard the other day," the girl continued.

"If what was true?" Hermione asked, dropping the quill on the table.

"They said that you are, well, involved with someone… And to me, it just seemed a bit odd match, knowing that you're not… er… one of that kind of people."

"Involved with w-who exactly?" Hermione gulped. Her heart was racing fast. Please, don't say Fleur!

"Well, er… I hope you don't take this personally or anything if I'm wrong or rather, they were wrong. Just asking as a matter of interest, I have no intentions to tell anyone if this turns out to be true. Are you or are you not going out with the Beauxbatons champion, Fleur Delacour?" The girl asked cautiously.

"W-what?! No, I'm not," Hermione said, trying to act surprised, "She…she's… a girl."

"That's not such a bad thing, I'm just worried a bit about this rumour spreading around and reaching people who are narrow-minded and might cause you trouble."

"Well I suppose there's nothing wrong about liking girls, I mean, there isn't… I just don't… why do you care anyways?"

"I just don't want people to get hurt because of some stupid rumours, I just thought you should know… be warned, so to speak," the Ravenclaw girl smiled. Hermione hesitated whether to admit it, but wasn't quite convinced of the girl's sincerity. The bell rang conveniently, Hermione didn't mind the interruption.

"In case if you are dating her, I'd say you're damn lucky. I'd date her myself if I liked girls," the girl grinned and started to pack her things.

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Few hours later Hermione studied for the exams in the Gryffindor common room. She was trying to ignore Ron, who appeared to be in a bad mood, picking up a fight with her.

"Hermione! Answer me, where were you yesterday evening? I needed your History notes; I think I might actually fail this time."

"Since when have I been obliged to spend every moment with you and Harry?" Hermione snapped, getting irritated by just listening to Ron's voice.

"You were with him, weren't you?" he blurted out scornfully.

"With who? Viktor? Or maybe you mean Harry? Why don't you go ask Rita Skeeter what I did yesterday, she seems to know what's going on in my life! SO, YES RON! I WAS HAVING A GANG-BANG WITH THE CHAMPIONS IN A BLOODY BROOM CLOSET!!!"

"OK, I get it. None of my business," Ron suddenly went quiet. He was gazing to the distance for a while and Hermione misinterpreted this as a symptom of guilt.

"I'm sor—" Hermione started but Ron interrupted her.

"Was Fleur involved in that gang-bang too?" Ron asked dreamily and was immediately hit by a heavy Rune book.

"SERIOUSLY! What's wrong with everyone today?!" Hermione gave up on studying and decided to go to sleep early.

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And yes, it was meant to be disturbing like that. :F

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