Chapter 5

When she entered their room Harry was already sleeping soundly. He took the bed on the left nearest to the loo and away from the window. Fleur sighed and started to undress, she place her wand near her night table then her clothes in the cabinets. She sat stood before their beds and spelled it to bind to one another.

She then rolled to her side and wrapped her arms around Harry. Harry woke up first and had wanted to play a prank on Fleur, but when he started at her he just couldn't do it. He stared and actually chuckled at himself, " How could a woman with such grace and beauty fall for a gay guy like me," Harry told himself. Harry then turned toward the door and went for his daily routine walks.

Fleur was in the shower when Harry got back from his walk. " Fleur, Fleur where are you we need to get going," Harry called. Fleur turned down the shower, " I'll be out in a minute," Fleur said from the bathroom. After 30 minutes Fleur came out of the bathroom dressed in just a white tank top, jeans and some sandals. " Ready to go, my fair lady," Harry asked sarcastically.

Fleur pouted and kissed him, " Sorry to keep you wanting my kind knight, you are after all a gentleman too and gentlemen wait," Fleur said in a seductive voice. " Yeah, yeah, yeah me a gentleman. Hell no! because gentlemen fall for ladies not for their follow gentlemen," Harry said trying to hide his smirk.

" Let's go already you are after all the one that rushed me," Fleur said huffily. They walked through the lobby, then entered a bar which connects the magical to the muggle world. When they walked out off the bar the area was clear.

" So where to now, Harry," Fleur asked. " Wait, I'll look at my compass," Harry replied. " Harry, look," Fleur pointed upwards. Harry looked up, " Looks like its going to rain," Fleur said in an observant tone. " Yeah, well then lets get going, before it does huh," Harry replied taking her hand in his.

They both felt a shock run through their bodies, but neither said a thing, fearing that the other might let go. They went to their first newspaper stand. " Excuse me do you have the current issue of Vogue," Harry asked. " No, it's already sold out try the one in 7th and broad way," the man said then point to the direction to their left. They ran to 7th and broad way.

They asked the clerk If they have the same issue. The man smiled, " Your lucky I have one last copy left, that will be 9.50," the man said. Harry sighed with relief after they paid for the magazine while the man handed him his copy he commented, " You know you two make a perfect couple and you have this aura that tells me you are meant to be together,".

Fleur beamed at this comment, " Thank you mister," she thanked the man happily. " So, where to now Harry," Fleur asked. " Well, I think we should go to Central Park and relax a bit," Harry offered. Fleur grabbed his hands and pulled him to cross the streets. " Fleur wait, it's a long way from here, so let's just take the cab," he suggested. He then flagged a cab. After 5 minutes they got to their destination and paid the cab. Fleur held Harry's hand and walked for a few minutes.

" You know it really feels good to hold your hand," Harry said, but then was shocked at himself that he said those words. Fleur felt the tension and replied, " I know I feel the same, I feel happy and secure just to have you hold my hand,". Harry stirred them to sit on the grass. They were just there sitting and chatting when they heard a loud clap of thunder.

" Oh no, it's about to rain, let's get going," Harry suggested. They stood up helping each other when the rain poured. Harry quickly grabbed Fleur's hand and ran to the nearest shelter. They stayed among numerous people. Harry then looked towards Fleur, when she noticed this she looked into Harry's eyes.

They smiled at each other, he then reached over to place the loose strands of her hair behind her ear. Fleur submitted to the rare sweet gesture from Harry, leaning in to the touch. She then placed a kiss on his hand as a thank you. Harry moved forward cupping her face in his hands, he brushed her lips with his thumb. Harry was all of a sudden pushed towards her, shocking both of them as their lips met.

Fleur wrapped her arms around Harry's neck deepening their kiss. Harry was upset with himself after they pulled away. He quickly ran to the nearest alleyway, looking around then apparated away. " Merde, now I've done it," Fleur thought. Harry upon arriving at his apartment placed charms around it, so no one could enter. He then floo called Dean, " hey, Dean I'm sorry, but I can't do it anymore," He quickly said then cut the line.

Dean was bewildered and tried apparating to Harry's place, but was just met by a emotionless Fleur. " what happened," he asked, but she didn't even bat an eye at him. Harry locked himself in the bathroom.

He then took out his copy of Cosmopolitan. He then scan the pages to find what his looking for. After finding it he read it out loud, " HOW TO FIND OUT IF YOUR NOT GAY AND IN LOVE WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND,".

" 1. You are more concerned about your best friend than your boyfriend,".

" 2. You see her in a different light,".

" 3. You feel safe around each other and love the feel of each other's hand,".

" 4. You defend her at all cost; you feel comfortable with each other,".

" Bloody hell, is there anything that would assure me that I'm in love with her,". He shouted

frustratedly then scanned the page. He then saw number ten and was astounded.

" 10. You break up with your boyfriend; because you kissed her, felt complete and now is feeling

guilty because you think you're gay,"

" great just what I needed," he said sarcastically. He then lifted the protection around his apartment.

Fleur was, so frustrated that she took out her wand, " Alohomora," she screamed making the door explode instead of open. Harry just looked at the door, and was expecting Dean.

Fleur walked inside fast followed by Dean. " What the bloody hell, was that for, breaking my door," Harry hissed angrily at Dean. " It wasn't me, it was your best friend and damn you Harry for breaking up with me," Dean retorted. Fleur was shocked by this news and looked intently at Harry.

" Yes, Fleur it's true; I broke up with Dean because I'm… God damn it," he stopped and handed her the cosmopolitan. Fleur read it fast, but still couldn't understand. " I still can't get it," Fleur said quietly. Dean got angry with this and grabbed the cosmopolitan. He then read number 10, " You, stupid wench..," he growled but Harry cut him off.

" You insult her again, I'll hex you to oblivion," he spat. With that dean left and Harry faced a sobbing Fleur. He lifted her chin, " What's wrong,' Harry asked with concern. Fleur looked at him tears staining her delicate face, " Is this real, I think I'm..," she was cut of by Harry's lips against hers.

" I love you; I have been feeling it for a long time, I just didn't know for sure then I got a tip about this magazine, so we went out to buy it and when my feelings were confirmed I broke up with Dean," he said softly. Fleur just smiled at him and kissed, " You will be my mate right Harry," she asked and Harry just answered by kissing her.

End