So I got a couple weeks off work for the first time in two years and finally had time to finish something new. It's been eating at me that I haven't been able to get anything done for such a long time so I'm really happy to get this uploaded. Even though it's currently half four In the morning.
As usual French is in "bold". Just makes thing easier in general.
Hope you enjoy.
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Chapter 4, A Lesson in Possession.
Fleur knew her girlfriend was attractive. There was no denying it. Quite the opposite in fact, the Veela will happily boast about the gorgeous brunette to anyone and everyone. She even took a great amount of pride in her success of capturing the younger witch's heart.
But where there is pride, there can also be jealousy and possessiveness. Especially in the case of a Veela.
Over the years Fleur had managed to rein in these emotions that caused her inner beast to stir. With the help of Hermione of course, she had become one hundred per cent secure in their relationship a long time ago and her protective instincts hadn't flared up in an equally long time. Until now.
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How could she have not noticed straight away? Too caught up in the pleasant surprise of Hermione's employment at the school, and the distraction of having her around every day. But now that she noticed, she couldn't not notice.
When Hermione would enter a room, they would begin to chat excitedly among themselves. Wherever she walked, their gaze would follow. (Along with Fleurs but that's beside the point). She also couldn't help notice that some of her students would leave her classroom with a certain amount of eagerness when they had the brunettes class next.
And Hermione was oblivious to it all. Fleur even found it adorable that she didn't know how gorgeous she was.
Even right at this moment, Hermione was digging into her breakfast while reading a letter she had received earlier. Fleur could easily hear a group sat at one of the tables conversing between themselves.
"I love it every now and then when she speaks English by accident or to the other professors"
"Yeah, I always thought the English language was so unsophisticated but after hearing it from Professor Granger, I have to admit it's super hot"
"What about the muggle clothes she wears when she isn't teaching"
"Oh yeah, did any of you see her last Saturday? I've never heard of 'leggings' before but I won't be forgetting them anytime soon. Merde"
Fleurs eyes narrowed when she saw the student begin to fan herself dramatically. 'I need to do something about this. Hermiones legs are mine to apriciate not theirs!'
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When Hermione woke the next morning, it was to gentle nips on her neck, sending a delightful shivers down her spine. "Mmmm, someone's feeling playful this morning".
She felt the nips begin to move upward and across her cheek till they met her lips. When they parted, she opened her eyes to the smiling blonde above her. "Zat is one way to describe how I am feeling at ze moment ma belle"
"Well thank you for the wonderful wakeup but we need to get up now. Breakfast awaits and the classes aren't going to teach themselves".
Hermione escaped the blondes grasp and headed towards their wardrobe. She had just opened the door when two arms circled her abdomen and lifted her up. "Fleur! What are you doing, put me down!".
And she did, on the edge of their bed. Before she could begin to scold, soft lips had closed in on her own, effectively stopping any coherent thought in her mind. Fleur pulled away with a smirk. "I want to choose your clothes for today".
Blaming it on the blondes sudden playfulness, Hermione couldn't think of a reason not to let the Veela have her fun. "Um, okay".
"Good" She gave Hermione another quick peck before sauntering to their open wardrobe.
A few minutes later she returned to the waiting witch and placed the pile of clothes on her lap with a satisfied smile.
Hermione gave the pile a quick glance before noticing something odd.
"Fleur? Aren't these all…"
"Oui"
"You're up to something aren't you?"
"Oui"
"Are you going to let me in on it?"
"Non"
Hermione sighed but couldn't supress her grin and the blonde knew she had won.
"Fine. But I have to take a shower and check a few things in my office so I'll meet you at breakfast"
She stood up with the cloths in hand and made her way towards their bathroom, giving Fleur another peck as she passed her. Fleur gave a hum of approval and gathered her own clothes before getting dressed.
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Needless to say, when Hermione entered the main hall dressed in Fleurs clothes, there were a lot of mildly annoyed students.
With almost half of the schools populous being Veela, they knew what Fleur had done. She'd claimed Hermione in front of the whole school. Even some of the teachers couldn't supress their chuckles at Fleurs possessive display. And she couldn't wipe the smirk off her face as she looked at some of the girls she had heard talking before. 'That's right girls. She's all Mine. Go fan yourselves over someone else'
Hermione sat beside Fleur, still oblivious to the attention of the students before leaning in close to the smirking blonde. Warm breath glided across her ear, making her breath hitch. "I don't know if you remembered, but we aren't the same size so I've had to go without a bra today"
Her smirk faded and her eyes widened. 'Merde, when did it get so hot in here'.
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Another chapter finally done. I can only hope you liked it if you've read this far.
And as always Reviews would be greatly appreciated. And I welcome any and all ideas any of you may have for future chapters.