Fleur's obsession with Harry grew stronger with each passing day. The torment she had endured under the Cruciatus curse had shattered her mind, leaving behind only fragments of her former self. She had lost her haughty demeanor and forgotten even the simplest of memories.
But amidst the chaos within her, there was one constant - her unwavering fixation on Harry Potter. In her eyes, he was the one who had saved her from the clutches of pain and despair. It didn't matter that they were barely acquainted or that others might question her sanity. Fleur's heart belonged solely to him.
As Fleur lay weak and vulnerable, Harry's presence brought solace to her shattered soul. She could hardly believe that he had risked his life for someone he hardly knew. Gratitude welled up within her, but her voice failed to convey it adequately.
With a tender expression, Harry leaned closer, his emerald eyes filled with concern. He urged Fleur not to strain herself, assuring her that she was safe now. And in that moment, as she weakly grasped his hand, Fleur whispered with tears in her eyes, acknowledging his heroic act.
"You... you saved me," she murmured, overwhelmed by emotions she couldn't fully express. "I never expected..."
Harry's smile grew as he gently squeezed Fleur's hand, understanding the depth of her gratitude. "You don't have to thank me, Fleur," he reassured her softly. "It was the right thing to do."
Closing her eyes, Fleur found solace in Harry's presence as exhaustion pulled her back into darkness. In that fleeting moment before sleep claimed her, she knew deep within that everything would be alright because Harry Potter had come for her.
And in that moment, Harry knew he had made the right choice. He had risked his own life to save others, and seeing the relief on Fleur's face made it all worth it. As he watched her sleep, he left to his dorm room. Fleur was dreaming of her future with Harry. She could just picture it the would be married and she would love and never leave his side they would have lots of babies unless he didn't want to have kids of course. She would be the perfect wife and mate . These thoughts went through her head as she slept but in the back of her mind a dark part of her was becoming more possessive of Harry and thinking of what she would have to do to make so that he would stay with her who she'd have to get rid of or kill. Fleur's dreams took a sinister turn as her subconscious played out twisted scenarios to ensure Harry's eternal companionship. A smirk crept onto her face, momentarily betraying the darkness within. But as dawn broke, the shadows retreated, and Fleur awoke with a start, disoriented by the remnants of her dream. She shook off the lingering unease. Fleur then noticed that Harry was not there . This made her sad she had assumed he had went back to his dormitory after she fell asleep in the infirmary .She then began to think of Harry and what he might be doing at this moment She silently vowed to cherish him, protect him, and never let anything come between them. She quickly got out of bed, determined to find Harry and reassure herself of his presence. As she made her way through the castle, Fleur's mind was consumed with worry. What if something had happened to him? What if he had changed his mind about their future together? These thoughts raced through her mind, fueling her urgency to find him. Fleur's heart pounded in her chest as she finally reached the Great Hall where the students were having breakfast hoping to find him there. She scanned the room, her eyes darting from one face to another, searching for that mop of untidy black hair. Relief flooded over her when she finally spotted him, sitting at the Gryffindor table and engrossed in a conversation with Ron and Hermione. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she approached him, her worries dissipating with each step. Harry looked up, his emerald eyes meeting hers, and a warmth spread through her chest. "There you are," she said softly, her voice filled with affection. "I found you she thought she was so excited he's still everything perfect the untidy black hair those piercing emerald eyes that gasoline smile she was awestruck . Fleur then was brought out of her amusings when she noticed Harry was talking to Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley . That would not do at all she began to think about ways to persuade the girls to stay away from what was rightfully hers her beloved mate. Fleur walked up to the Gryffindor table and sat next to Harry .After exchanging pleasantries with Ron and Hermione, Fleur subtly shifted the topic of conversation to a discussion on Quidditch, knowing Harry's passion for the sport. As they delved into the intricacies of their favorite teams, Fleur skillfully maneuvered the conversation away from any potential meddling by Ginny or Hermione. She was determined to protect her relationship with Harry and keep their bond sacred amidst the distractions of Hogwarts. She knew that maintaining trust and respect with both Ginny and Hermione was crucial, so she made a mental note to find ways to connect with them individually, outside of their shared connection to Harry. Fleur understood that love required effort and compromise, and she was willing to put in the work to ensure their happiness. Fleur was also making notes in her mind of potential weaknesses of Hermione and ginny as they may be in rifles for Harry's love and she would like to know how to take them down or prevent them from being a threat she might have to kill them if necessary but she filed those thoughts away for later right now she had to make the most of their time at Hogwarts before she went back to her school. she then began to talk to Harry about his classes he was saying he wasn't looking forward to having to go back to potions class because Snape was a biased dick. This infuriated Fleur how dare that greasy potions teacher be mean to her Harry. She could feel her protective instincts kicking in, but she knew she had to tread carefully. Instead of venting her own frustrations, she empathized with Harry's concerns and suggested they seek help from Professor McGonagall, who might offer guidance and support in navigating Snape's class. Fleur understood that sometimes, fighting battles required strategy and allies. She realized that by empowering Harry to seek assistance, she was not only helping him but also strengthening their bond . Fleur also made a mental note to keep an eye on Snape's behavior, as his biased treatment of Harry was unacceptable. As they finished breakfast everyone went there separate ways for classes . Fleur decided she would follow Harry in secret without letting him know to all of his classes it wouldn't do for something to happen to him while she wasn't there. Getting Harry schedule was rather easy she just had to use a little of her allure on a fourth year Gryffindor named Neville longbottom and he showed her his schedule which she made a copy of so that she knew where Harry was during most of the school day and with that she set out to follow Harry and stalk him from a distance. She understood the importance of keeping him safe, especially given Snape's ill-intentions towards him. As the days went by, Fleur observed Snape's constant belittling and unfair treatment of Harry in Potions class. It made her blood boil, but she knew she had to bide her time and strategize. Perhaps there was a way she could expose Snape's bias without directly confronting him. Fleur contemplated seeking advice from her sister, Gabrielle, who had always been resourceful when it came to dealing with difficult situations. She knew that together they could come up with a plan to unveil Snape's true colors and protect Harry from any harm. As Fleur continued her discreet surveillance of Harry, as the days went on she began to contemplate taking more drastic measures when it came to people like Snape I mean it wouldn't be too hard to kill him the only issue is doing it where no one could see and getting rid of the body. She also began to get irritated with Hermione always right by her mate Harry . Always right by his side Fleur was so jealous of their close relationship . Then there was Jenny Weasley with her obvious flirting and batting her eyes at Harry that little slut was trying to steal her mate . The dark part of fleurs mind told her she might have to kill ginny and Hermione she wanted to kill Snape just for the fun of it. She continued to follow Harry day in and day out making notes about his habits his legs is dislikes and who we interacted with. As she did this she would also start collecting things that belong to him to put in a shrine she had built in her dorm room she had gotten one of the snitches he caught and quidditch she had a torn old Jersey he wore all in all she felt she was being rather productive for the time.
