Chapter 3. Sleep-over

"So, why are you and Bill not together anymore?"

"'e fell in love with another woman and I 'ated to see 'im suffer so I let 'im go."

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Are you still in love with him?"

"No, I'm not in love with 'im and 'aven't been for a while. Molly wasn't 'appy that we divorced but I bet she 'ad seen it coming."

"Please Fleur; don't tell me she still dislikes you. I don't know why people would dislike you; I mean you have everything a man wants. You're intelligent, caring, selfless and you are beautiful."

Fleur blushed at Hermione's comment and looked down at her hands. If Hermione knew how she felt about her, she would most likely throw her out. Fleur is so in love with Hermione and has been ever since Hermione had attended to her wedding, wearing that beautiful dress.

What Fleur didn't tell people, except her family, is that Bill is the only man she had been in love with. She has had other relationships but they had been girls and before Bill, she had considered herself being gay. She thinks she still is, because it was never serious with Bill, until he had asked her to marry him. She thought that she would learn to love him but then Hermione happened. Fleur fell madly in love with her, even if they have never really had a long conversation with each other. They barely knew one another and everybody thought that they hated each other but they became good friends during the war.

She felt like she wanted to tell her about her sexuality and not lie to her and herself anymore. But how are you supposed to say it? Does she just say "I'm gay" or the whole story about how she found out?

"Fleur, are you okay? You look like you're about to pass out any minute." Hermione said worriedly.

"No, I'm fine. It's just I 'ave to tell you something? C'est très important!" Fleur said her voice sounding serious and nervous at the same time.

Hermione knew that whatever Fleur is going to tell her, she has to listen and to not interrupt her until she had said everything.

"You can tell me anything. Please, open up to me."

"Oh, I guess I should start with my first crush. 'Er name was Marlène and we were both 5 years old. I played with 'er in the sandbox and at kindergarten. She was sweet and cute. My next one was a girl named Claire and she was popular and she barely looked me. My last one, I actually 'ad a relationship with, 'er name was Sarah and we were together for 3 years and then we broke up. What I'm trying to say is that I'm a lesbian and I 'ave always been one. My family knows and supports me, even though they thought I was weird for marrying Bill. I was never in love with 'im. Now you know, please say something." Fleur said with tears streaming down her cheeks.

She had finally done, she had come out to the first person outside her family. Fleur felt relieved but very tired and scared as well, for Hermione's reaction. She expected her to call her names and be angry for not telling her sooner. But what she didn't expect was that Hermione would take her in her arms and hug her hard. And it turned out she did what Fleur wasn't expecting.

"It's okay Fleur. I accept you, why wouldn't I? Sure I wished you told me sooner but you had to have the strength to go through with it without feeling like you had to. I'm proud of you" Hermione whispered in Fleur's right ear.

Fleur smiled and hugged her even harder. "Thank you, ma chérie." She said, feeling like herself getting calmer every second but she was also getting more tired.

Hermione seemed to sense that and took Fleur to her bedroom.

"'Ermione, what are you doing? I 'ave to go 'ome now, I'm tired."

"No, you are staying here tonight; we can have a sleep-over. I have to go to see if I have something for you to change into before going to bed." Hermione said and left.

Fleur sat on the bed and was looking around in the room once again. In that moment Hermione showed up with a tank top and pajama bottoms, hanging down her left arm.

"I think these will fit you perfectly. Go on and try them."

Fleur took the clothes, turned around to take them on. She turned around, only to find out that Hermione had put on the same kind of clothes as well. They laid down on the opposite side of one another, pulled the blanket over and they soon enough they were asleep.