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***ALL CHARACTERS ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN***

***A.N: Ron and Hermione never dated in this story.

"I guess it's time," A dark-haired wizard said with a smile on his face outside of a house that seemed to be located in the countryside.

His name is Harry Potter and he's dressed casually, he's wearing a white shirt, black sports shorts, and white running shoes, he's also carrying a red wrapped gift, he would've loved to be dressed less casually but the temperature this summer was hotter than usual, yes, even in the magical world it's hard to control nature sometimes.

"I hope I didn't make the Weasleys wait for too long," the dark-haired wizard said with a smile before he knocked on the door, he knew he could just barge inside due to the closeness he shares with the Weasleys, but he preferred to do the usual thing, he knocked and waited before he stared at the gift he was carrying.

The Weasleys are one of the most famous families in magical Britain, and the reason for them to hold that reputation could shock many people. Are they known for their strength? Not at all, in fact, it is even said that they're average at most when it comes to strength even though most of them are pureblood,

Is it because they're a financially powerful family? Well, they managed to survive with so little, in fact, before the war they were seen as a wizard version of a family of rats, as they find it quite easy to adapt to the struggles and difficult circumstances that surrounded them.

Are they one of the ancient families and for some reason, their reputation faded away through the centuries? Not even in their wildest dreams that's the case, the Weasley family doesn't have that kind of background, however, there are more important things that set them apart from other families.

Their kindness and their loyalty are not comparable to any other in this world, the Potters were the only ones who could compete with them in that department, it is said that no matter how difficult you think life could get, if you have a Weasley by your side, you have a true friend and someone who will do their best to support you during your difficult times even if they're struggling with their own, it seems like they always find space to support those who are close to them, and that's something Harry can confirm because even if they didn't have much they still made him feel loved during the summers when he visited them when he was younger.

And the most hilarious reason they're known for is their capacity to reproduce, or at least the heads of the family had that ability, their children didn't seem quite fond of following that same pattern though, and yet, even if the new generation of Weasleys are old enough to have children very few want to become parents right now.

But there's one couple that gives Molly Weasley the hope to continue with their family's legacy, and that couple consists of one of their eldest children whose name is Bill Weasley, many ask themselves if a wanderer who doesn't seem to belong to one place would be the right person to hold that hope.

Well, surprisingly, despite his reputation, he was able to become the first of his siblings to get married, and he didn't marry a regular witch, no, he had to get something different, and no, the difference has nothing to do with social status, no, the young man married a beautiful blonde French witch who also happens to be a veela.

It's been six years since they married in the early stages of an upcoming war, and together they've been able to bring two new children to the world whose names are Victoire and Dominique, and today, they're celebrating the fifth birthday of their eldest one: Victoire. That's why Harry can't wait to see if little Victoire will love his gift.

Soon his thoughts were interrupted the moment the door was opened, he was expecting to find the Weasleys he usually hangs out with, but instead he was surprised by another person he wasn't used to seeing, instead of seeing his redhead friends, he found the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life.

She has a petite figure but has the right curves and meat on the right parts of her body too, she has her long blonde hair fixed in a ponytail, and her blue eyes and perfect face make most muggle models look ugly, she was almost as tall as him and she's wearing a blue sleeveless blouse that hugs her nice sized breasts and leaves her toned stomach out in the open.

As he continues looking down he can't help but see she's wearing a white skirt that ends above her knees, her long and perfect legs are exposed to the world and he can't help but be impressed by them, and she's wearing white running shoes just like him.

"Oh, I think I'm in the wrong house," Harry suddenly said trying to break the silence.

He didn't want to look like a creep so, he quickly stared at the blonde's face and it didn't take too long for her to smile at the dark-haired wizard.

"Wait, you're in the right place Harry, you're here because of Vicky's birthday, right?" Asked the beautiful blonde and she had a French accent.

"Wait a minute, that beauty and that accent but you're not Fleur and neither Apolline," Harry raised a brow. "Gabrielle… Is that you?" Asked the green-eyed wizard with a shocked expression.

"Yes, you're correct that's me!" She said happily after being recognized by him, but she was also happy because he highlighted her beauty. "My hero!" She suddenly said before she hugged him.

Harry couldn't help but blush, he still remembers that day when he saved her during the second task of the tri-wizard tournament, it seemed like she was happy to see him because she was hugging him so tightly that she managed to restrict his movements.

"What the hell… You've grown up so much, I haven't seen you since your sister's wedding, you've changed so much that I wasn't able to recognize you!" Harry said with a smile on his face.

The younger witch smiled at him and soon she broke the silence.

"I hope it was a good change," Gabrielle suddenly spined around to show her full body to Harry.

The green-eyed wizard couldn't help but gaze at her body, especially her rear and if he said that he was impressed by what he was currently looking at, that would be an understatement.

"More than good I must say," Harry mumbled and her smile grew.

There was silence between them but it wasn't uncomfortable, they were smiling at each other, it seemed like words weren't needed, and they don't know for how long they stared and smiled at each other, but soon, they were interrupted by another woman.

"Harry, you're finally here!" A brown-haired witch wearing tight blue jeans, a tight yellow t-shirt, and black heels suddenly said before she moved toward where Harry and Gabrielle were standing.

The brown-haired witch didn't even mind shoving Gabrielle aside to greet her best friend.

"Hi… Hermione," Harry said a little annoyed because he was interrupted.

But then he remembered the reason why here was here as he looked at the gift he was carrying.

"Come on in, we've been waiting for you," Hermione said before she grabbed her best friend's hand to drag him to the backyard where they were holding the celebration.

Harry stared at Gabrielle with a weak smile on his face as he disappeared to the backyard, the blonde could only roll her eyes with annoyance because of the brown-haired woman's attitude.

After giving his gift to the birthday girl, it didn't take too long for him to join the rest of the men at the party, his best male friend hugged him and he shared a handshake with Ron's brothers, it seemed like their sister hadn't arrived yet.

Harry used to date their sister before the war, but that event changed their lives, they tried to make their relationship work again after the war, but their visions in life were so different that they ended up drifting away, and in the end, they decided to end their relationship in good terms and there was nothing but a good friendship amongst them these days.

Harry was chatting with the guys when he was suddenly approached by Gabrielle who was carrying a glass of pumpkin juice.

"Hey Harry, my sister says that you love pumpkin juice, and with this heat, I thought you would love a cold glass," the younger blonde said with a smile on her face as she handed the drink to the dark-haired wizard.

Soon the guys (except Harry) whispered between each other and agreed to leave them alone, it was more than obvious that Gabrielle had a huge crush on the hero of the wizarding world and they wanted to give Gabrielle a little help, after all, she was Fleur's sister.

"Thank you, Gabrielle, you shouldn't have bothered," Harry said before he took a sip of the cold pumpkin juice.

It was too early to get drunk, so, he was satisfied with the juice for now.

"So, how's your life been Gabby?" Harry suddenly asked with a smile on his face.

He remembered he used to call her like that back then when Fleur married Bill, he was unaware that the blonde blushed at the way she was called but she quickly composed herself.

"Well… I just finished my studies last month, and I'm on my way to becoming a magazine model here in England, so, I guess you're going to see me more often!" The blonde said with a slight blush on her face.

"That sounds fantastic… I wouldn't mind seeing you more often, to be honest," Harry said with a smirk that made Gabrielle gulp.

She wasn't sure if the older man was flirting with her or if he was unaware of the way his words were making her feel. The younger woman was about to say something else but then they were approached by Hermione.

"Oh hey Mione, Gabrielle was telling me that—" Harry couldn't even finish.

"Is that so? Awesome, but I'm going to need Gabrielle's help, we need to serve juice to Victoire's friends and their parents, come with me darling," Hermione said with a soft smile on her face as she dragged Gabrielle away from Harry once again.

Harry joined the guys again and the Weasley men couldn't help but sigh at Hermione's attitude, it seemed like she had never liked Gabrielle, she was now civil with Fleur but she still didn't like the younger blonde.

Harry was so focused on chatting with Ron, his brothers, and the other men in the party who brought their children to the party, but soon Harry was interrupted by Fleur who grabbed him by the arm.

"I'm sorry Harry but I need a little bit of help here," said the eldest of the Delacour sisters as she dragged him to where Hermione and Gabrielle were right now.

"Fleur, Harry, what's—" Hermione couldn't finish because she was suddenly interrupted by the older veela.

"Sorry Hermione, there's an emergency and only Harry and Gabby can help me with it… The cake is late and I need them to go to the bakery to get it in case they forgot about it," Fleur suddenly said and Harry nodded at her.

Gabby smiled because she was freed from Hermione, Fleur suddenly whispered something in Gabrielle's ear and the younger blonde smiled and nodded, it didn't take too long for Gabby to take Harry's hand.

"We'll come back as soon as we can," Gabby said with a calm expression.

"I'll go with you—" Hermione couldn't finish because Gabby suddenly showed Hermione her tongue before disappearing.

To say that Hermione was annoyed would be an understatement, she was going to follow them but then Fleur grabbed Hermione so the two of them could continue giving juice to the guests.

Meanwhile, it seems like Harry and Gabby arrived at the wrong destiny, and Harry knew it was wrong for one reason.

"Gabby… What are we doing in my house—" Harry couldn't even finish as the veela suddenly slammed her lips against his lips causing him to open his eyes as wide as he could get them.

It was going to be impossible to get that cake at this particular moment, but once his hands touched her ass, he realized that there might be another cake he was more interested in now.

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