Pierre led the surprised trio to another set of elevators, and they began to skyrocket into the air. They had to have gone over 80 stories before slowing to a stop, "Top floor."

When the doors opened, they showed a glass wall, and the sight outside drew gasps from the trio, "Bloody hell."

They were overlooking France, and considering the structure they had been recently beneath, it was safe to presume they were near the top of the Eiffel Tower. Pierre chuckled once, "I did say you would have a chance to appreciate the tower. The Ministry has always been just below the third level of the tower, a present from the president at the time."

"Whoa"

The man led them away from the lift, towards a set of large wooden doors, only to be pulled up by a slightly embarrassed pair of teenagers, "Mr Benoit, our apologies but we are unaware of who the current Minister is."

"Ahh, but of course. Our current Minister is Lady Apolline Delacour, and she is currently awaiting your presence, so we must not keep her," Pierre stepped forward and knocked heavily on the door before stepping back.

The door was opened by a stout man, around 50 in appearance but that could be anywhere to 100 for a wizard, and he looked out before clearing his throat and spoke in fluent English, "Senior Auror Benoit, Monsieur Harry Potter, Monsieur Severus Snape, and Mademoiselle Hermione Granger."

"Allow them entry Henri," an elegant female voice sounded from further in the office.

The man completely opened the door and the quartet entered. The first thing the teens noticed was that the Minister was not alone in her office, she had a young girl in there with her. Both women were blonde, with pure blue eyes, and fair skin; they were stunning and Lex could feel a tug at the back of his mind that he should try to impress them. The feel of Hermione's hand in his brought him back to sanity but it took the witch stomping on Severus' foot to make him close his mouth.

The potions master groaned at the pain and muttered, "Veela, perfect."

Pierre bowed lowly before leaving the office, saying he had a post to return to. Apolline Delacour rose and walked around her desk, "Henri, you may leave us."

"Of course Minister," the wizard left the room evenly.

"Welcome to the French Ministry," Apolline looked carefully at Severus before continuing, "Your fathers will be pleased to hear more about you."

That had the trio on edge, until Severus calmed and placed a hand on his wards' shoulder, "A Veela is a Slavic nymph, your fathers would have sent out requests to the other gods, which Veela are somewhat considered; though not immortal they do have god-like features, their beauty is one. They mean you no harm."

The Minister chuckled, "I see that you are well versed Monsieur Snape. Yes, I was contacted by Zaria to keep an eye out for you both. I was surprised though, to hear that you are also Harry Potter Monsieur Olympius."

"It is a long story Lady Delacour, and please, call me Alexander," the demigod said politely.

"Of course," Apolline then turned, "My apologies for my rudeness. This is my eldest daughter, Fleur; she is going into her 6th year at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic."

The 16 year old walked over to the group and smiled politely, "Bonjour. Do you both attend Hogwarts?"

Everyone settled in the chairs and Hermione answered, "Somewhat. Alexander and I will be doing a few classes that we didn't complete last term, Care of Magical Creatures, Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, and Lex is also doing Divination."

"And the other subjects?"

Blushing lightly, Lex answered, "Well, we've already got our masteries for them; Mia even has hers for Divination."

"Mon dieu," the two Frenchwomen gasped, "But you are both so young."

"Perhaps in body but ma'am, Lex and I have been on this earth much longer than you can imagine. Add that to only being able to read properly for the past two or so years and it is no wonder that we have rocketed through our education," the brunette explained then proudly stated, "We have been asked to be assistant professors this coming term."

Severus laughed internally at the widened eyes of the two blondes, it was almost too much but he was so proud of the couple that it shone from his every pore. Wishing to know her position on it, the man asked, "Lady Delacour, I am interested in knowing what you intend on doing on the subject of the Dark Lord's eventual return?"

That put a stopper on all fun that they were having, and the blue eyes hardened as they looked at the wizard, "What are you meaning Monsieur? He is dead."

"No ma'am, he is not, we have seen him with our two eyes at the end of our first year," Lex told the woman, "He will return, somehow he will find a way to gain a human body and return with the same, if not greater, force than he had the first time. We're you not informed of this?"

"No, I was not," Apolline was furious and it showed, "Who was informed of this?"

"Well, Dumbledore did know and we were certain he couldn't hide the death of a professor who was possessed by Voldemort…" Hermione waited for the older trio to stop shuddering before continuing, "But as he was the master of manipulations, it is not surprising that no one else was informed of this fact."

"I thank you all for informing me of this, you have helped the nation of France in doing so, and we owe you a debt that we shall not forget. My apologies for cutting this meeting off, but this new information needs handling immediately," Apolline rose and shook each of their hands.

Fleur rose with them and said, "I will escort you all out."

It was in silence that they went to the lift and down to the atrium but once there, Severus noted that the teenagers wanted to talk without an old fogy about, "I'll just wait by the other elevators."

When he was gone, the Veela led the young couple into the same room as before, "I am interested, how long have you been going out?"

"About a month now," the pair said together.

"Ahh, it must be a strong bond that you have, an unbreakable one. You see, men, all men, they will be unable to resist the allure of a Veela, even one like myself who has yet to reach maturity. When they get older, it does not affect that as strongly but when young as you are, well, I have had many boys spouting that they have flown to the moon simply by flapping their arms," Fleur laughed softly, "The only ones able to not be affected, or pull out of it easily, are those who are strongly bonded, and not by marriage. It is a soul based bonding, one built through complete trust and love for the other and reciprocated in the same strength."

The couple blushed and stood closer, "We have spent many years together as friends."

"It is a beautiful thing, one that a Veela rarely ever finds for herself. My mother was lucky, as was my grandmother, but most of us simply find men who will treat us kindly and faithfully."

Hermione placed a hand on the girl's arm, "You will find the one who is right for you, I know it."

"And if Mia says that, you can bank on it, as our goblin friends would say," Lex laughed.

The blue eyes welled with tears and Fleur smiled, "Thank you Mademoiselle Hippia. I hope you shall keep in touch."

"You bet, and it is Lex and Mia to our friends," the pair embraced their new French friend, "We had best head on out or Severus will think that the Aurors have come for us again. Stay safe Fleur."

"And you"