Must warn you, my french accent is rubbish! Enjoy!

Hermione was soooooooo dreading Fleur arriving tomorrow, but she couldn't do anything to stop it. Minerva seemed so excited (and scared) about her coming to stay, and like she said, she never see's much of her family so who was Hermione to spoil that for her. But she has warned Minerva that if Fleur keeps on insulting her, she would not even try but, of course, she made up that Fleur's only friend is her sister, Gabrielle, so she is going to feel a bit out of place. Nice sob story, but Hermione still won't put up with her if she is a stuck up cow.

And the day we have all been dreading, Fleur's arrival. Minerva had already gone to the airport to pick her up and Hermione had to sit around and do nothing while she waited for the brat to arrive. Wait; there is still a chance to get out of this. She could sneak out the door and move somewhere else private, or she could turn into an Animugi to hide from Fleur. Or she could-

Crap! She's here!

Her front door opened to see Minerva entering first (and giving Hermione a careful glance) and behind her was Fleur herself. How can she be dressed in casual jeans and T-shirt with her hair in a ponytail and can still look stunning without even trying. Hermione knows she's a Veela but still…

"Ah, `Ermione, nice to see you again," said Fleur in a French accent, giving her air kisses on the cheek. Hermione didn't expect that and just stood there in shock while she did it.

"Fleur, Hermione is living here now so if you ever need a friend to gossip or hang out with anyone, she's here," said Minerva smiling happily while giving Hermione a squeeze on the shoulders. This was a signal for Hermione to smile, too.

"A friend? Oh good, do friends give each other advice?" asked Fleur.

Oh no.

"In a way, yes," said Minerva.

Oh no.

"Splendid. `Ermione, I must say, you do need to lose a lot of weight. Maybe we could join a gym together. Zat sound like fun?"

Minerva gave an apologetic look to Hermione. Wow, barely two minutes and she's already insulted her. New record.

"Hmm, I'm not fat, Fleur, I'm pregnant," Hermione told her.

"Oh, are you-Ohhhh!" Okay, Fleur didn't have to look THAT surprised. "Wow, zat explains why you are wearing those hideous clothes."

"Okay, Fleur, you need to finish unpacking your stuff," Minerva, quickly as she could, dragged Fleur out of the house before she could add another insult and mouthed "sorry" to Hermione before she closed the door.

Hermione's clothes weren't that bad. Okay, her jeans were a little scruffy and her top did have a picture of a Hippogriff on it but they weren't hideous. Besides, Ron had gotten this top for her on their honeymoon. And, now it was the only thing that could fit.

Three hours later.

Hermione was in her bedroom getting ready to have dinner with Minerva and Fleur. After that bad first meeting, Minerva came back and said that we should all go out to eat and get to know each other a bit better. Poor Minerva, she really is trying and Hermione did say she would go, but she doesn't know if she can handle anymore of Fleur already. Still, she has to try.

The place they were going to eat was at the Leaky Cauldron. Hermione was worried that someone she knew was going to see her and tell Ron but Minerva had told her not to worry and she left the room to get something in her cupboards and produced a small vile.

"Polyjuice Potion! Are you sure?" she asked Minerva.

"Do you want Ron to find you?" Hermione shook her head. "Then you will take it before leaving."

Minerva and Fleur were probably already at the Leaky Cauldron and Hermione was ready to leave. She took the vile and downed it all in one, trying so hard not to taste it and left the house and Apparated.

Hermione didn't know who she was going to turn into and she probably didn't want to know either but Hermione was already at the Leaky Cauldron and can see Minerva and Fleur sit at one of the tables in the middle. She walked over to the table and sat down.

"Oh, `ello there. Who are you?" asked a confused Fleur.

"It's me. Hermione."

"The potion still works," Minerva said proudly and, of course, she was dressed in black.

"Who have I turned into anyway?"

Minerva looked around to see if anyone was looking and signalled Fleur to give Hermione her mirror. Hermione grabbed the mirror and nearly dropped it; she did not like what she saw.

"You turned me into Lavender!" said Hermione in an angry whisper to not a draw attention.

"It was the only one I had left," Minerva said innocently.

"Besides, your outfit looks good. Canary yellow, who'd thought," Minerva had definitely warned Fleur to watch her tongue.

A waitress came over a while later to take everyone's orders. She got out her wand and the plates of food appeared on the table. When she was gone, the conversation went back to the potion.

"Why do you need it anyway?" asked Fleur, cutting up her chicken.

"She's hiding from her husband," said Minerva, through a mouthful of salad.

"You `ave an `usband!" Again, don't look so shocked.

"Yes, um, we had a fight and I, um, moved out. He doesn't know where I am."

"Surely you must tell `im. `E be worried sick, especially when you are pregnant."

"Um, I…" Hermione trailed of.

At the bar was sitting, no other, then Ron himself! He was drinking a glass of Firewhiskey, looking sad, and he wasn't on his own either. His brother, Bill, was next to him, looking like he was trying to cheer him up with jokes or funny stories that clearly were not working. Damn it, Hermione forgot that Ron comes here after work every Saturday. Oh no, oh no, OH NO!

"Hermione, are you o…" Minerva followed my gaze to the bar and saw Ron. "Oh dear."

"What?" Fleur also looked at the bar and saw Ron. "Oh I remember `im. `E asked, well shouted at, me to go to the Yule Ball with `im. Um, Don is it."

"It's Ron and that's my husband."

"OH. Don't worry, `e can't see you remember. But who is that handsome man next to him," Fleur said.

"Are you okay, Hermione," asked a worried Minerva.

"No I'm not," Hermione's breathing had gone deeper and she felt like she was having a panic attack. "Can we leave?"

"Let's go," said Minerva getting up.

"But I'm still eating," protested Fleur.

"FLEUR!"

Fleur quickly gave up and got up from her seat and stood by Hermione, who was really panicking now. Minerva left a few Galleons on the table and they all tried to sneak out as quietly as they could past the bar without Ron or Bill seeing them. But they didn't bargain on someone else seeing them.

"Professor McGonagall! Long times no see," said Hannah Abbott.

Damn it!

They all turned to face Hannah, who was now the land lady of the Leaky Cauldron, standing behind them. Not only that, Ron and Bill looked over at us too. Great.

"Hello, Hannah. I told you before, it's Minerva now."

"Sorry, force of habit."

"How is your husband Neville?"

He's good. He loves his new job at the school. And hello Lavender and … Fleur!" Hannah wasn't a fan of Fleur either.

"`Ello," said Fleur.

"And hello to you," ahhhh Bill! "Bill Weasly, what is a pretty thing like you doing here?" he said to Fleur, who has gone pink.

"Not flirting with my grandchild are you Mr Weasly?" Minerva said in her scary old teacher voice.

"I don't mind," blushed Fleur even more.

"Hello Lavender," Oh no.

Ron was standing next to his brother, who was a few inches taller then him, looking awkward and upset. Hermione had a horrible feeling to start crying but she held it in and stared at Ron.

"Blimey, I didn't know you were pregnant," Ron asked. The Polyjuice Potion can change her physical appearance, why can't it hide a baby bump!

Hermione couldn't speak right now in fear of crying so she just nodded.

"Are you okay?"

"Just a sore throat, can't speak," interrupted Minerva.

"So where are you from, gorgeous?" Bill asked Fleur. Bill had one hand on the bar and leaned against, looking cool for Fleur, who was smiling like an idiot. Then all of a sudden he pinched her arm.

"Ouch," said Fleur, rubbing her arm. "Why did you do zat?"

"Checking you are real."

"Why wouldn't I be real?"

"Because someone as beautiful as you only exists in my dreams," Bill said and Fleur erupted in a fit of giggles. Yuck.

Everyone felt a little nauseous watching these two flirt but Hermione skin felt a little weird. She looked at her hand and it was literally moving around. The potion was wherein off!

Hermione elbowed Minerva in the ribs and showed her hand to her and Minerva got the hint.

"Oh look at the time, we must dash! Fleur come on." Minerva had to grab Fleur's arm and drag her out of the Leaky Cauldron while Bill, Ron and Hannah looked confused.

"I work in Gringott's if you ever need to find me," Bill called out before they left the door.

Outside, Hermione was back to her own appearance and finally let out those tears she was holding back. Minerva hugged her while Hermione let them all out. Oh how she wished she could go back to Ron, oh, she wishes.

"I need to go to Gringott's tomorrow," said a blushing Fleur with a goofy grin and in a world of her own.