Wow, you guys are incredible my deepest thanks to all the reviewers out there and thanks for reminding me of the main plot, much appreciated. I may update a bit slower now since my school year has started, forgive me. I've been so busy with homework from four AP classes and doing my College Apps, there hasn't been much time for me to write, I'm actually struggling to keep afloat.
Chapter 16: Weird Dreams, Thinking About You
The winds howled as Harry Potter twisted in his bed, it was too dark to see but his face was that of a grimace.
He had no idea where he was, all he could see were dark, eerie lush forests around him. Then, an unknown feeling made its way through his body as his feet began to walk in a particular direction against his will. Then he saw a cabin, well a tumbled half crumbled shack was a more accurate description. A single dim yellow glow behind a misty window suggested that it was inhabited. Then as Harry neared the structure, he heard a soft, raspy voice speak.
"Did it cross your brainless mind that a wizard as pathetic and low as you could actually break into Hogwarts….hmm, Wormtail?"
"I-I…." Whatever Wormtail was going to say was cut off violently.
"Did it never occurred once to you that your master was in need?... Crucio!" Harry couldn't help but try to cover his ears as Wormtail's screams filled the air.
Harry slowly crept up to a broken window and what he saw made him want to scream but no sound came from his mouth. In the poorly lit room was a short balding fat man with the face of a rat, cowering on the floor.
"I-I-I-'-m s-orry my l-ord…" Wormtail stuttered.
"See that you are, now go milk Nagini…." Voldemort hissed. Harry was confused, who was Nagini? He couldn't see the Dark Lord from behind the large armchair.
Harry bolted upright on his bed, his eyes wide open with sweat coating his face. Immediately slipping on his slippers and walking to the bathroom,
"What the hell was that?" He thought as he splashed water on his face. He hadn't had nightmares for a long time so why now? He had a bad feeling forming in his gut, whenever he had nightmares, bad things always happened it was a gurantee.
Hundreds of miles away, Albus Dumbledore was pacing impatiently around his office. "Eric Potter has improved overall but its still not at the level expected, how can this be?"
On his desk was a copy of both Eric Potter and his older brother Harry Potter's first to third year academic results. Frankly, to be put mildly Albus was deeply shocked that the older Potter had nothing but straight Outstandings in every single class he had ever attended, furthermore his O.W.L.S results were among few whom have achieved more than ten O.W.L.S.
"Could it be that Harry, not Eric is the chosen one…but that cannot be, there was no mark on him. " Dumbledore thought pensively as he continued to pace around muttering under his breath, which was starting to annoy the crap out of his phoenix familiar.
As the Sun began to rise, Fleur Delacour was in the middle of a not very innocent dream. "Fleur, you have no idea how long I wanted to do this." Harry whispered as he kissed her tenderly, his rough calloused hands causing electricity to spark as they worked themselves on her baby smooth skin.
" 'Arry more!" Fleur whispered and gasped when she felt the strap of her bra being unclipped… "Fleur? Fleur? Wake up, Mama's taking us to get new dresses." Fleur groaned when she suddenly found a pair of large baby blue eyes instead of the incredibly enchanting green eyes she had looked into earlier.
"Oh no…" She thought before the smaller girl began to ask rapidly "Why were you moaning sis? Are you sick sis? How come you're blushing sis?"
Realization hit her immediately, "Gabby, haven't you heard of knocking the door?" Fleur shouted, her face was as red as an overripe tomato. To her annoyance, the shrimp-sized Veela just smiled widely and skipped out of her room. This would be one long day.
Harry was amused to see Kreacher and Dobby frantically busying themselves in the kitchen, preparing a meal that would make a usual feast at Hogwarts dwarf in size, not allowing anyone within a feet of the kitchen. Meanwhile himself, Elan, Draco, Tonks, Sirius, Lupin, Narcissa and Andromeda were decorating Grimmauld Place, despite the house being infamous for its depressing atmosphere.
"Can you hand me that purple balloon Nymphie?" Elan said in a girlish tone, causing said girl to grow red in the face with anger and fire a bludgeoning hex at the blonde chaser who bent down suddenly, the curse missing him and he exclaimed with a smug smirk on his face, "Oh, a KitKat bar."
Sirius, Harry and Draco were all fell down laughing at the red faced, pink bubblegum haired girl.
"Must be my lucky day. Better luck next time Nymphadora." Elan said with a chuckle, emphasizing his cousin's first name on purpose while taking a big bite out of his KitKat bar making Tonks grow even redder in the face and began a series of bludgeoning hexes which Elan just dodged with unnatural grace. Shouts of "Stand Still!" and "You're going to regret it!" were heard as loud crashes followed suit. "He placed it there on purpose." Draco whispered to Harry who just smirked and shook his head. Narcissa and Andromeda just shared looks, some things just weren't going to change.
"Kreacher?" Narcissa called out.
The ancient elf of the House of Black appeared with a bow, "You know what to do." Obviously this wasn't the first time Kreacher had to clean up after the eldest Malfoy heir and the pink bubblegum haired girl.
"NO!" At the Potter residence, the atmosphere was set to celebrate the New Year too, if it weren't for a small red haired girl crossing her arms across her chest with a glare that wasn't frightening at all.
"Please Rosy, we want you to spend some time with us; you hardly do whenever Harry gets back." Lily tried to sway her daughter.
"NO! Harry promised!" Rosy stomped her foot and huffed.
"Lils, just let her be, she doesn't get a whole lot of time with Harry…" James said softly, he knew in this state that nothing would sway his small, determined daughter. He had to gulp when his wife's stare turned his way, "Let's just get it over with." James thought as he braced himself for one of the worst tongue-lashings he'll ever get.
Seeing her parents bickering, no one noticed the pint sized red haired girl crawl towards the floo until a green light glowed brightly in the room.
"HARRY!" Harry was about to use the floo to pick up his upset yet undeniably adorable little sister when suddenly said little sister was thrown into his arms.
"Ooomph." Was all that came out of his mouth as Harry landed on his butt. Giggling, Rosy pecked him on the cheek before latching on into him as if they were glued together. Elsewhere, Fleur Delacour, dressed in a strapless turquoise dress that went to her knees was playing with the necklace around her neck, the same one Harry had given to her not long ago, as she waited for Gabrielle to put on her dress.
Ever since Harry had proclaimed that she was his girlfriend in his interview, she was seldom seen without a smile on her face but she was also nervous, being the girlfriend of an international superstar was a totally new thing for her. She knew Harry had fan clubs all over the world and that didn't exactly please her, knowing that fan girls probably had shrines dedicated to him. If someone had told her five months ago that she would fall for England's next best chaser, she would have laughed and told them that they were crazy.
Her thoughts were broken off when she felt a tug on her hand, looking down Fleur found herself looking at a very pleased, smiling Gabrielle. "You look great Gabby." Fleur remarked.
"I hope so, Mama helped. Everyone says I look cute…I wanna be hot and sexy like you." The pint sized Veela said with a sigh and pout.
It was totally endearing, Fleur smiled and patted her sister on the head, before meeting Harry she was a cold, stuck up person because no one could see beyond her looks; she had lost all of her friends after hitting puberty due to the fact that she received a lot of attention from the male population.
"You have no idea how lucky you are right now Gabby." Fleur thought as her parents also came down to the large living room, Alain was dressed in a black tuxedo along with a black bowtie while Apolline wore a knee length spaghetti strapped black dress. Then pulling out the portkey, the four people disappeared with a spin.
Fleur soon found herself land on solid ground as she was whizzed out from the portkey travel. She was in a brightly lit long hallway with golden chandeliers hanging on the ceiling, next to her Gabrielle simply looked excited. They reached the end of the hallway and saw a spacious dining room to their right and a living room as big as the one in Delacour mansion.
"Fleur!" Fleur's eyes shone as soon as she saw Harry, he wore skinny long black pants, a white dress shirt with a navy blue tie and a black vest over it. Without a word, Fleur flung herself into his arms, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist.
"Mmmm….he smells like crushed pinewood." She thought as she inhaled deeply from Harry's chest. This of course caused a lot of whistles and wolf howling thrown in their way but neither seemed to care.
"You look wonderful." Harry whispered.
"You're not too bad yourself." Fleur replied and rubbed her nose against his cheek. Some distance away, Harry's friends all had mixed feelings about this.
"Harry Potter a romantic? The apocalypse is coming!" Cho exclaimed dramatically.
"Drama Queen…" Cedric muttered softly but apparently not soft enough.
"What was that?" Cho growled menacingly with a glare that could make Snape go out of business.
"Nothing nothing, have I mentioned how angelic you looked this evening?" Cedric said sheepishly, Cho just smirked smugly before turning her attention back to Harry and Fleur's direction, who seemed to be oblivious to the sound of a click.
"This is sooo black mail material." Cho thought gleefully as she slipped her camera back into its case.
"So much fluffiness, I think I'm going to be sick." Roger commented while Elan made an attempt vomit noise and was elbowed harshly in the ribs by Anna.
Very soon, Fleur found herself comfortable in a conversation with Cho and Anna regarding about fashion. To her surprise, the two girls before her weren't unfriendly and cold to her like those from Beauxbatons.
When asked, Cho just shrugged her shoulders, smiled and said "You might think in Britain, we're all bigots but there are people who aren't. Besides, Ceddy's immune."
"You are who you are Fleur, the charm is just a part of it, I don't blame you at all and its great to see Potter acting all dog-like around you. It's excellent blackmailing material." Anna said with a fake sinister smirk as she twirled her shoulder length blonde hair.
Fleur chuckled at the comment but her face became serious again, in a soft voice she said, "Eet means a lot, zank you…" Meanwhile at another end of the spacious living room, Rosy Potter was sitting on a couch nibbling on a piece of chocolate cake while her big brother was standing not far away, in a conversation with Sirius and Lucius while keeping a close eye on her all the same.
"So you've been having dreams?" Sirius asked with a worried look etched on his face.
"I don't know what they are, premonitions, visions…only that they're repetitive and have been happening more and more since this year started." Harry said while placing his left palm on his forehead.
"That can't be a coincidence…Severus has informed me that the Dark Mark has darkened considerably over these few months. What a horrendous fate…to have his hideous mark branded on you forever, I'm glad I've never chose that path." Lucius murmured softly, arms folded across his chest. The Malfoys were well known up until Lucius were a line of many borderline dark wizards and witches.
"Anyways, another topic, while you were gone Harry, Lucius, Moony and I have been analyzing and researching about that curious diary that you've brought back." Sirius said quietly, eyes alert, true that most of the people at the party were trustworthy however it never hurts to be alert.
"What about it?" Harry asked, eyes narrowing. Sirius nodded at Lucius who whipped out his wand faster than the blink of an eye and casted an invisible privacy ward around the three of them. "Did you remember the feeling when you came into contact with it?" Sirius asked. After a moment, Harry responded quietly, recalling the dark feeling he had came across when his skin came into contact with the small black leather book.
"I don't know how to describe it, only that it was the most unpleasant thing I've ever felt…"
"This further increases our suspicion…this is bad, if the Dark Lord really created those." Sirius muttered.
Before the conversation could be continued, Narcissa suddenly floated across to them and with a crossed look on her face said, "Lucius, you haven't had a dance with me at all tonight."
"Good idea love, I was planning to go looking for you just now." Lucius replied quickly. Narcissa raised an eyebrow of skepticism but took her husband's hand anyways while whispering to Harry.
"You better tend to that girlfriend of yours, no girl likes to be ignored by their men." Harry gave a start, the conversation about the dark artifact had completely dominated his mind. Saying a quick thank you and see you later, Harry immediately rushed off.
"Ah, young love. Was I ever that foolish?" Sirius said and earned a hard stomp to the foot from Narcissa.
"Well well well, if it isn't lover boy." Anna said to Fleur with a sly smirk, causing the quarter Veela to flush pink as Harry made his way over.
"Hey Fleur, these two treating you alright?" The messy black haired wizard asked with his trademark smirk playing his lips.
Cho and Anna threw him fake dirty glares, "They were just fine…surprisingly." Fleur replied.
With a nod, Harry stuck out a hand and Fleur took it, casting winks at her two new friends who mouthed, "You go, girl!" It turned out to be one of the most memorable nights for both Harry and Fleur, the two exchanged few words but it was obvious from the way they looked at each other that words weren't needed. Fleur sighed in content as she pressed herself even closer to the young man who had changed her life so dramatically in such a short span of time.
Time flew passed the couple as they held onto each other; Fleur was pleasantly surprised that Harry could dance so well with near perfect accuracy and precision as they tangoed around the spacious dance floor. Oblivious to the fact that everyone had stopped dancing and was staring at them, Fleur's baby blue eyes remained locked with Harry's bright green.
"Heavenly aren't they?" Apolline giggled to her husband who just folded his arms and grunted. After the song ended, loud applause could be heard and Fleur, embarrassed, hid her face in Harry's chest.
Slowly, Harry steered the both of them over to where his little sister was sitting, chatting with Gabrielle. "I'm his sister!" Rosy argued.
"So?" Gabrielle huffed. "What are you two talking about?" Harry asked the two in English, since his little sister has yet to master other languages.
"Harry, I'm your biggest fan right?" Little Rosy said with her puppy eyes on full blast.
"Zat's playing dirty. 'Arry, I'm your biggest fan non?" Gabrielle said with a crossed look on her equally cute, childish face.
Waving his hands to stop the two little girls from going at each other, Harry quickly stuttered, "Look, Rosalyn, Gabrielle, you're both really awesome and I consider you both my number one fans."
"You can't have two people in one spot." Rosy said with a confused look. Gabrielle was also nodding her head, making the elder Potter palm his face.
"Look girls, either you're both my number one fans or you're not my fans at all. Now shake hands." Rosy and Gabrielle shared a look and after a moment, both had smiles that reached their eyes.
"Okay!" Both girls exclaimed, then shook each other's hands and took off to get more little cakes. Fleur watched the whole process with a smile on her face, it was so obvious that Harry loved his little sister dearly.
She giggled when Harry gave her a look that had "Those two are going to kill me someday" written all over it. Sitting on a spacious black sofa with Fleur practically glued to him, Harry sighed as he wrapped an arm around the silver blonde's curvaceous waist.
"I think you did just fine, usually Gabby will throw tantrums." Fleur said as she laid her head on her boyfriend's shoulder.
"Hnn." Was all Fleur got in reply as she felt Harry's soft lips grazing her forehead. Harry couldn't help but grin as he saw Sirius dancing with Professor Vector, how he managed to ask her to come was a complete mystery to him, however he hoped that Ol' Paddy would finally hang up his playboy identity.
Meanwhile not far away, a certain Asian beauty with a camera was looking at the unaware couple with an evil glint in her eye. "What are you doing Cho?" Cedric Diggory asked his girlfriend, he knew that look all too well. "Hush!" Cho replied and Cedric watched on as Cho took many shots of the unsuspecting couple.
"These will do nicely as blackmailing material don't you think?" Cho said mostly to herself.
"You are now officially the most scariest person on the planet." Cedric muttered.
Again, Cho's supersensitive hearing caught it as she smirked, "And you wouldn't have it any other way."
Many hundreds of miles across the Atlantic Ocean; specifically in Beverly Hills, California, a dark haired young woman with sharp blue eyes gazed at the view of the glamorous city below from the large outdoor balcony of her luxurious estate with her arms on the railing. A glass of expensive 1945 Mouton Rothschild laid untouched on a round crystal table as well as an opened enveloped with a flowery B emblem situated at the center of the envelope.
"Ms. Taylor, your transfer to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic for next year is complete." An older female voice broke the silence behind the international model.
"I know." Ashley replied with her eyes fixed on the city lights far below, the wind blew gently against her raven black hair.
"Please pardon me but may I inquire why the abrupt change of schools? Your mother expresses her concern especially."
"Personal reasons, you may be excused if there's nothing else." Ashley retorted warningly.
"As you wish, Ms Taylor, I have placed the dates of your next shootings on the table in the living room." Finally, all alone Ashley took her glass of Mouton Rothschild and gazed into it analytically.
"Harry, I always get what I want in the end." She said quietly and took a small sip from her glass.
January came quickly than most would want it to be, signaling the resumption of school. The three international Quidditch Stars minus Harry were playing a game of poker as the Hogwarts Express made its way towards Hogwarts. The media at King's Cross Station mobbed them; especially Harry since he had revealed that he was no longer single, though thankfully no one figured out who the silver flower Harry had mentioned was.
"I hate all this waiting, the World Cup is only a few more months away." Roger said heatedly.
"Thank Merlin that next year is our last." Cedric said with a chuckle.
Harry remained silent as he looked out the window until he heard Elan sniggering loudly at him. "What?" Harry asked with an annoyed expression on his face.
"Thinking about Delacour again?" And he ducked a chocolate frog that was aimed for his face.
All of them had witnessed, without Harry's knowledge, of the French beauty giving their fellow friend the equivalent of a Dementor's kiss though without the soul sucking part on the second floor of Grimmauld Place. Harry ended up smiling like an idiot for a straight forty-five minutes and his knees wobbled like jello.
"Oh please, you and Zabini were going at it like a pair of bunnies in heat." Harry threw back with a smirk when Elan became quiet immediately and sat still, Cedric just had a queer smile on his face while Roger was the only one who laughed being the playboy he was and was uncommitted.
Once the commotion settled down, Harry resumed his observation of the passing fields of Hogsmeade with Rina perched on his shoulder. Slowly, he opened his newly acquired locket that was chained around his neck and admired the two photos in it, Sirius had it custom made for him, the locket was silver and rectangular shaped. Within it, there were two photos: one was him and Fleur dancing slowly together, the other was one of Fleur, Gabrielle and Little Rosy smiling dazzlingly at him.
He was less than impressed when he found out that Cho had taken multiple photos of him and Fleur without his knowledge. It would have made Fleur's life a living hell if those photos were to be leaked to the media, however Cho was adamant that the photos were safe with her.
On the other hand, his parents, well mostly Lily Potter was in a melancholy mood when he and little Rosy returned from Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, surprisingly, Eric Potter didn't have his usual I'm-The-King-of-the-World attitude stuck up his arse; since the incident in the Chamber of Secrets, the middle Potter child became more subdued and humble, which Harry thought was impossible to achieve even if pigs started to fly. Harry didn't know what to feel, regarding to his family now, he was never fond of his parents nor his brother. The reason why he didn't leave Potter Manor was because his baby sister needed him, now he didn't know what to do anymore with his long Quidditch Career ahead of him. Sooner or later, he would still decide to move out of Potter Manor seeing that he already had several properties marked.
Harry's mind was a bunch of independent thoughts as he casted a shrinking charm on his luggage and placed it in his jeans pocket. "Rina, teleport to the Common Room first, I'll be there shortly." The phoenix gave a shrill cry before bursting into flames. With a sigh, Harry pulled on his black trench coat and walked out of the compartment with his three friends. They were among the last to leave the train due to the fact that they would have the bigger chance of not being swamped by fan-girls. After unpacking his things and changing into his school robes in Ravenclaw Tower, Harry along with Roger went down to the Great Hall. Using Occlumency to hide his emotions, Harry entered the Great Hall and immediately, all eyes were glued on him apparently him being inducted into the Vratsa Vultures was the biggest thing that has ever happened since the creation of the Wronski Feint.
"Wow, you might want to devise an escape plan soon." Roger remarked earning an "Hnn" from a stoic Harry as they sat down.
"Welcome back for another semester of learning, I sincerely hope each and every one of you had an enjoyable Christmas, dig in." Dumbledore greeted loudly and at once, roast beef, chicken, pork, lamb, salad, vegetables and soups of different kinds appeared on the four house tables.
"Check out Ced." Roger sniggered to Harry, sure enough, Cedric Diggory was uncomfortably surrounded by female students from his house. Harry smirked and focused his attention back onto his food, oblivious to the fact that a certain ancient Headmaster was analyzing him through his half moon spectacles.
"How did that boy survived the killing curse, according to the scenario I'm thinking of, he should be dead."
After everyone was satisfied and dessert had been served in the form of apple pie, Dumbledore bade the students good night, his eyes remained locked on the messy black haired Ravenclaw. As always, the Ravenclaws lead by Harry and Elena, who was glancing at her counterpart more than necessary, made their way out the Great Hall with the younger students in tow.
After everyone had dispersed to their respective business in the common room, Cho saw out of the corner of her eye Harry and Elena walking out the portrait and being the curious person she was, followed them after casting a disillusionment charm on herself. The hallways were poorly lit as Cho followed the two Ravenclaw prefects. She gasped and covered her mouth in shock when she arrived at the Astronomy Tower and saw Elena, the proud Ravenclaw who had never went on any dates, had tears welling up in her brown eyes.
As she neared them, she could barely make out what they were saying.
"I'm sorry Elena, I really am, you've always been a great friend and competitor for me, but it doesn't go anywhere more than that…I'm sorry." Harry said sadly.
"I understand…I must look very foolish." Elena said with a fake laugh.
"Don't…" Harry whispered.
"I'll see you around Harry." With that Elena surprised both Harry and Cho with a short but passionate kiss.
"Forgive me…" Elena said tearfully and promptly walked away quickly, leaving a very shocked Harry behind. Cho immediately felt bad for stumbling on this, she had always known her friend liked Harry but had never thought she had harbored feelings deeper than a crush.
Discreetly, Cho turned back and hurried back to Ravenclaw Tower, leaving a lone figure at the top of the Astronomy Tower. To say Harry was shocked by Elena's confession would be an understatement, he could have never, in a million years, see that coming. He sighed heavily while staring at out towards the Forbidden Forest, the wind blowing slightly against his hair. "Why does this all have to be so complicated?" He contemplated while caressing the locket chained around his neck.
The days went by quickly and Harry found himself actually paying attention in class and taking the time to perfect his homework, the O.W.L.S might be over but on the horizon was the N.E.W.T.S. Amidst all that, it saddened and annoyed him to no end to see Elena walking away whenever he approached; this surprised Elan, Roger and Cedric to no end since Harry and Elena would always have avid discussions about academics and taunting each other respectfully.
"What's with the icy atmosphere?" Roger remarked as they walked towards Charms. "Yeah, what happened to you two?" Elan added. Harry said nothing as he walked ahead of them, what could he say? That one of his closest friends was in love with him for a very long time and that he was oblivious to it?
Strangely enough, one Luna Lovegood saw straight through him despite his Occlumency Shields, he had told this to no one save Rina, his trusted companion. The phoenix rather amused the entire time she listened to her bonded companion talk about his problems.
Harry was lying on his back under the enormous great oak tree in the central courtyard when sudden he heard a dreamy, feminine voice break the silence.
"Hello Harry Potter." Opening his eyes he tilted his head and saw the odd, pale blonde Ravenclaw sitting not too far from where he was lying down.
"Hey Luna, how was your Christmas?"
"Wonderful, Daddy and I went in search of Crumpled-Horn Snorkacks in Sweden but we couldn't find any." Harry stayed silent at that, he had heard many students, even in his own house mocking the odd girl, which was infuriating and disappointing at the same time.
"Well I'm sure they're there, I'm confident that you'll find them soon." Harry said while gazing at the clear blue sky and the white fluffy clouds, which resembled too alike to marshmallows.
"I'm sorry about you and Elena." Harry shot up at once as soon as the words went into his ears, and glared at the large eyed girl who was playing with her butterbeer bottle cap necklace.
"How'd you-"
"There are a large amount of nargles in your hair you know." Harry's mind went blank, rarely did someone make Harry Potter speechless, this was one of those rare times. He could only watch with confusion as the odd girl skipped off.
How the girl found out, he would never know but he knew Luna knew better than sprouting her discovery to everyone she saw. The next couple of months went by rather quietly surprisingly, there wasn't a teacher with the Dark Lord infested in the back of his head nor a fifty-foot snake who could kill a person with just one look. There wasn't a day where Harry did not miss Fleur, only finding solace in the letters they had received from the other.
Fleur was in her room in Beauxbatons, dressed only in a sapphire nightgown that showed her curves off quite well with a letter in hand. She hated not seeing him, not holding him, not inhaling the unique scent that was Harry Potter and most importantly, not being able to kiss those tender lips of his.
"You okay Fleur?" Fleur looked up from her letter, seeing it was her roommate Marie, she smiled and nodded; Marie Clément was her closest, if not her only friend in all her years in Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. Marie had a diamond shaped face with hazel eyes and shoulder length light brown hair.
Due to her Veela powers manifesting, Fleur found herself being shunned by those she once called friends except Marie, Marie understood that it wasn't her friend's fault that her Veela powers emerged, as it was with many Veelas when they matured and stayed out her friend's side.
"So who is the lucky boy?" Marie teased and grinned widely when she saw her friend flushing brightly. Fleur was debating whether or not to tell her friend of her being the secret girlfriend of the Harry Potter but knew Marie wouldn't stop pestering her until she spilled. So with a sigh, Fleur ended up telling her friend about meeting Harry Potter for the first time, how he was so humble, kind and didn't act like most guys trying to win her attention.
"Oh my God! You're silver flower!" Marie squealed. Fleur could only nod at his.
"I can't believe it, it's like something out of a fantasy, you and the hottest and sexiest Quidditch player on the planet." Marie sighed.
"So know you know everything, please don't tell anyone, the World Cup is coming up and I don't want him having to worry about me and the media." Fleur pleaded.
Marie nodded sympathetically but a mischievous smile appeared on her face, "So, how good of a kisser is he?"
"MARIE!" Fleur exclaimed, her face reddening.
"THAT good huh?" Marie smirked and shrieked as she ducked a pillow aimed at her head.