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GAME SET... MATCH!

He ran as fast as his legs allowed him… it was dark with trees and shrubbery. The dry leaves creaked under his feet, his breath was ragged and sweat dripped from his forehead. His emerald eyes glowed clear in the moonlight as he kept looking to the side to make sure his sister in all but blood was beside him.

They didn't have time to stop as their Professor werewolf was on their tail! He felt himself trip a little resulting in his face meeting a pile of roots on the ground.

"HARRY! COME ON" he heard and felt her arm on his he groaned as she continued "Harry! Come… Harry… Harry…Harry…."

"HARRY! WAKE UP!" he heard Hermione's voice and felt her shaking him up. His eyes flew open as he looked around anticipating to see the forest. Instead what he saw was Ron's room which was covered in the Chudley Cannons poster which was bright orange. He sighed as he slid back in the bed running his hands through his hair.

"Nightmare again?" Hermione asked, sitting on the bed beside him. Getting a nod from her best friend she nodded "It's going to be okay Harry, Sirius is home and you know if he didn't need to settle the house business he would be here with us. Pettigrew will get what is coming for him for everything he did" as she took his hand in her hands and rubbed it reassuringly.

He nodded with a small smile "I know 'Mione, it's not as bad as it was a few months ago, I can at least sleep now and these are very few in between, the last one was 3 weeks ago" he shrugged before adding with a bright grin on his face "So progress!"

Before she could say anything a loud snore from sleeping Redhead made both of them chuckle lightly before the bushy-haired one shook her head before they exited the room. She made her way down to where the rest of the Weasley clan was while Harry made his way to freshen up.

After 20 minutes he joined them in the kitchen dressed in baggy clothes and took a seat between Hermione and the twins, with Bill, Percy, and Ginny sitting on the other side with Arthur on the head seat while Mrs. Weasley was preparing hot food for them with more than a little help of magic. No one dared to help, it was an unwritten rule of the house that it was her domain.

"Good morning everyone" he greeted and got it multiple times in return.

"Ah, So you are Harry Potter! I heard much about you from these miscreants'' Bill said with a small sneer on his face which was hidden behind a smirk as he pointed at Twins who simply ignored their older brother who continued "They say you fought off 1000 year of Basilisk 12 and a 100 dementors at the age of thirteen, it's not true is it? It's all exaggerated isn't it?" his voice dripping with condensation.

Arther a normally mild-mannered man looked furious at his heir's line of question but before he could Hermione came to her brother's defense "Oh yeah you are right those reports are wrong" she said giving the older man time to smile at victory before pulling the rug out of his feet,

"The basilisk was 10000 years old and was bonded to Salazar Slytherin 1000 years ago. As for dementors there are 1000 under ministry control, half of them were appointed to hunt Lord Black before being stationed at Hogwarts, so in actuality, he fought 500 hundred of them with a fully corporeal Patronus at the age of 13" she said cutting her omelet without looking up.

She took a bite before ending it "You really should check your facts. There are all sorts of rumors out there. If you don't believe me you can ask Lord Black about them, I know he will be thrilled to tell you all about how his godson saved him or your brother who was ministry's scribe at the trail" as she took a sip of her pumpkin juice.

Twins snickered as they saw their oldest brother turn red in a mix of embarrassment and anger as he stormed off upstairs. Arther sighed but couldn't keep an amused smile off his lips while Molly who was working hid her boiling anger at the humiliation of her child behind her signature smile. Harry only turned to Hermione with a thankful smile.

They heard a crash in the stairs which was later followed by a groggy disgruntled Ron coming down rubbing his back asking "What's up with Bill? Woke up on the wrong side of the bed?" as he wiped drool from the corner of his mouth, which disgusted everyone in the room.

"Well Ronikkins you…." Twin one started

"…Might be onto something. But on another topic…"

"… who do you think is going to win the cup?"

Ron scoffed "Krum Of course he is the best seeker in the world! Did you hear the semi-final broadcast, he flew circles around those chumps from Sweden! I mean they won with 250 point difference" as he took the plate his mother offered, and started inhaling his food, once again disgusting everyone and making them turn to the other side.

"Harkins…."

"…Hermione…"

"…what about you guys…"

Harry shrugged "I haven't been following the series so I don't know which team to root for" taking a bite of his toast.

"And I don't care about it but I have that Irish chasers are good so it will make for an interesting match tonight," Hermione said, eating the last of her food on her plate, which then floated to the sink. While the twins only shared a mischievous smile among them.

"Alright! Everyone done?" Mr. Weasley asked clapping his hands and getting a nod from everyone he smiled standing up "Let's haste our portkey leaves in twenty minutes which means you have 10 to take a bath, Ronald, so get moving young man" in a stern voice which made lanky redheads sprint upstairs.

He turned to others saying "Alright now when he comes back we will be ready, 6 of us will take a portkey while Bill and Percy will apparate there"

After a few minutes, the group of six were walking through the wilderness in the north of the Burrows. Passing the ward line Harry asked "So where are we going? What's a Portkey anyway?"

"It's an enchanted object that allows us to teleport from one location to a specific location" Hermione answered casually adding "For us it's the World Cup, now come on we are going to miss it"

"Where is that blasted thing anyway?" Ron asked in a disgruntled tone before yawning.

Arther excitedly answered "Just over that hill side Ronald! Now come on, move your legs faster lads!" as he increased his pace.

They reached the site only to see two individuals waiting for them, Arther bellowed "Ah, Amos! It's so good to see you old chum!" shaking another man's hand.

"Arther! Cutting is close as usual I see" the man with glasses and greying hair said.

Arther turned to a teen beside the man saying " You must Cedric! Nice to meet you son" before saying "Okay introductions can wait, it's time for us to leave! Everyone gathers around touch the boot and don't let go until I say so"

And so all of them did as they were told, Harry and Hermione felt it was silly that is until the swirling sensation behind their naval marked them falling through space. They screamed and let go when they were instructed as a result they fell on their arses hard.

"Ohf!" Harry groaned "Why does magical travel hate me? First floo now?" rubbing his behind.

Cedric who landed on his feet looked at the younger teen offering him a hand and asking "First time?" helping him stand up.

"Yep, I can't wait to learn how to apparate!" Harry exclaimed as he dusted himself and joined others on the edge of the small hill only to see a sea of colors, tents with many magical vendors, and a large stadium-like structure far on the horizon.

"Welcome to the Quidditch World Cup everyone!" Arther announced doing a grand gesture which made everyone laugh. They made their way to the entrance and after showing their tickets they were given a map of the camp site.

Harry marveled as he looked around on their way to the allotted plot from their campsite. Many vendors were selling all kinds of candies, toys, team merchandise, etc. When they reached their destination, everyone started helping by putting the tent up. It was one of the times he thanked himself for learning how to put up a tent and was helped by Hermione who informed him that she was in Girl Scouts before coming to Hogwarts.

Once it was done and they stood back he asked "Let's start with another?"

Mr. Weasley chuckled "No need ad, this will be enough for all of us!" as he entered the tent followed by Twins, Ron, and Gin. Hermione and Harry looked at each other before shrugging and following them.

"Wow!" "I love Magic!" Both exclaimed as they realized the small-looking tent was an apartment from the inside complete with a kitchen where Ron was, four bedrooms, and a small coffee table on the side which was occupied by Twins.

"Okay one room is for Girls, two for you boys and one is mine. The last one is the bathroom, we still have some time before the match, so you guys can explore. Percy, Bill, and Charlie will join in the evening" Arther informed.

It was all they needed to hear as everyone raced out of the tent. Harry knew Twins were up to something from the glint in their eyes. But his attention was drawn by Ron who ran towards a particular stand that had Viktor Krum's action figure and other merchandise of the Bulgarian team.

He found something more interesting on the opposite side, a device that looked so much like muggle binoculars. He went towards them with Hermione who shared his curiosity. Reaching there he took a deep breath asking the vendor "Sir what are those?"

"Ye are joking aren't ye? Everyone knows about Omniculars! Ye are muggle born aren't ya?" The vendor informed me before asking in surprise.

Hermione nodded, "Yes, can you tell us what their purpose is?"

Vendor nodded "Aye Lass, these little things allow you to watch the match with the ability to slow what you are watching down and replay the action, ye want one?"

Harry didn't need to hear the sales pitch. He was already impressed by the product asking "How much for 3?"

"30 Galleons laddie!" the vendor informed.

Hermione turned to Harry with her eyes widened "HARRY! That's too expensive!" as she was removing the money from his pouch and passed it to the vendor.

He smiled "It's okay Mione' I don't use much anyway" As he took three of them passing one to Hermione he added "After everything you and Ronald have done for me in the last 3 years this is nothing"

The bushy-haired witch shook her head with a smile on his face "Prat! Come on let's find that blubbering idiot" She didn't miss the formal way Harry addressed the youngest Weasley son. Their friendship never recovered after the troll attack, they were formal at best. The only reason they were here with Weasleys was because Sirius bought tickets not knowing the fact and they were good friends with the Twins.

After that the revelation that Scabbers was Pettigrew made matters worse. Oh, it was never said there was never a fight between them, that she knew of, but it wasn't necessary. Ron's jealousy and Harry's mistrust of him made a small crack turn into a canyon.

After they wandered for a while to find their wayward friend they saw him talking to Seamus and Dean before going with them. Harry shrugged "Well I guess we will see him back in the tent, let's go"

On the other side of the vast campsite where all the VIPs and dignitaries from around the world were staying. Their tents looked expensive and big which meant they were the size of a mansion on the inside. One such was a powder blue colored tent with a symbol of the French Ministry of Magic on it.

Inside a quick pop of apparition sound broke the silence. Standing in the middle of the room was an aristocratic man dressed in navy blue robes with greying hair named, Alain Delacour with him were 3 inhumanely beautiful beings. The oldest looked in her 20s but was 30 years old with her silvery blond hair some of them were braided while others made a sliver river flowing her unblemished and ending at her rump, Apolline Delacour was a vision of beauty.

Next was 17-year-old Fleur Delacour who stood perfectly poised with her slightly tanned complexion being the perfect contrast to her sapphire eyes and silvery hair. She was holding the hand of her 7-year-old sister Gabrielle Delacour who was dressed in the cute baby blue dress with a white beret on her head, as she looked around.

" Was it nearly necessary for us to be 'ere?" Fleur asked, a little annoyed. She detested this country of uncultured and narrow-minded people. More than anything she hated the sudden change from the warm and pleasant weather of South France, to the cold weather of Britain, oh how thankful she was for the warming charm in the tent.

Alain sighed "I know flower but the invitation was for our family and decline would be disrespecting our host! I know you understand how big of a deal it would be" as he moved towards the lord's study.

Apolline gave an amused smile seeing who the logical reasoning to her complaint only made her pout larger. Her attention was quickly drawn by the youngest girl who was bouncing on her feet yelling "Fleur! I want to go sightseeing! I want to go out!"

Fleur winced a little at her sister's high-pitched voice before sighing and saying "Calm down, Gabi! I can hear you just fine, let's go" she said, taking the younger girl's hand and marching out of the tent. Immediately they were greeted by their female guards who were dressed in dark gray battle robes with black dark blue linings "Ah Fleur, Gabrielle you guys finally arrived" the woman with curly black hair, and tanned brown skin said with a smile.

"Oui! This country is full of idiots drooling at us! Magic knows how they will react to both of you!" the other one with a slightly more olive complexion sighed as she looked at the crowd of people around them.

Gabrielle giggled before squealing "Marie! Celine! I missed you so much! Where were you!?" as she jumped forward and hugged Celine tightly with her small hands.

The woman hugged the girl saying "Oh! Merci Mon Ange! We were here preparing for your arrival!" she broke the hug by saying "Now I know you want to explore the area let's get going shall we?"

As the two of them took the lead Marie fell in step beside Fleur asking "So how are you dealing with being here?" keeping herself alert to the surroundings. She could already see many men looking at her ward with a leery gaze, she kept her anger in check as none of them acted on the minimal allure.

"You already know ze answer to zat Marie, it's cold 'ere, people are so unrefined, and as for men" Fleur stopped looking at a bald man who was staring at her and drooled as she continued "Zey will be same everywhere"

It wasn't long before they exited the designated VIP area of the campsite and went into a much crowded normal section of the campsite. That was when it became clear why the guards were needed for both of them. The man tried to get closer to them but was dissuaded by a well-placed stinging hex and tripping jinx.

Fleur was utterly disgusted by such acts of the lesser men, she wished there were more men like her papa who were immune to her allure but she knew it was a false hope, there were no other men like her papa. Just then her eyes met with a certain redhead who was tall, and lanky with his hair back in a ponytail, he was quite handsome but unfortunately not immune to her.

He was resistant but she knew it wouldn't work and Veela's allure only increased as she aged as such the resistance was bound to crumble at one point which would only end in a disaster or death. Still not one to nitpick so she filled his face in her mind but her attention was drawn when she heard Celine's voice "Angel!"

She turned only to see her hyperactive sister running ahead of her minder who was chasing her. She and Marie were on her tail making their way through the crowd, it was times like this that they cursed the hyperactive nature of their young charge.

They caught up with Celine when Marie asked "WHAT Happened Celine!?" almost yelling the question.

"I don't know we were going for the candy stand which is now behind us when she suddenly took off running!" the woman explained panting a little. Catching her breath she said "She might have gone one of two ways, let's split up and look for little rascal!" as she ran to the path on the right.

Fleur shook her head in exasperation as she ran behind Marie who was the senior of the two and started making plans for a particularly brutal training for her partner.

A few Minutes Earlier

Just as he turned, someone bumped into him making him stumble a little. Steadying himself he looked down in front of him only to see a cute silver-haired girl looking up at him with her blue eyes sparkling in awe. He was reminded of another girl who used to look at him like that which only irritated him but the difference was that while that girl was 12, the one in front of him was an innocent child.

He smiled and knelt so that eye level to her asking "Hello, are you lost?" he watched as the girl got a small confused frown on her face which looked too cute for health for him. She started speaking in a foreign language that sounded French to him, he turned to Hermione hearing her chuckle, and raised his eyebrow.

"She said she recognized you when we passed her group and is your biggest fan in the world!" Hermione translated with an amused look on her face.

He sighed in annoyance but didn't let it show on his face 'I have to do something about those damned books!' he turned back to his friends asking "Can you ask her what her name is? Where were her parents or whoever she was with? They must be worried about her"

She nodded, translating the question. He watched as the girl looked a little guilty which made it clear to him that she wasn't lost but followed them here in her excitement to meet the Boy who lived.

Hermione translated the answer for him as "Okay, this little firecracker is Gabrielle Delacour daughter of her French diplomat Apolline Delacour, she is here with her family. She was out with her older sister and their guards when she saw us and followed us here! She doesn't remember the way back"

"Well we can't leave her alone," He said before saying "Let's try and find an auror they might be able to help her find her sister and others" he watched as Hermione translated it to the girl and nodded with a huge grin and offered both them their hands which he took before they started walking.

"Gabrielle!" a shout from behind made all of them turn. They saw a woman coming toward them with a worried expression etched on her face.

Harry and Hermione looked in between them only to see the girl hiding behind the former. It alerted them for a second but seeing the mischievous smile on the girl's face washed them away.

As the individual came to stop near them giving them a clear look at her, she was certainly beautiful. He smiled, greeting them "Hello, are you the one that little one here escaped from?" gesturing to the girl hiding behind his leg.

"Oui I am Celine Leandre, her guard," she said between catching her breath as she had been running for a few minutes. Hermione took out her bottle and offered it to the dry-heaving woman who took it and after a few sips calmed down saying "Merci" and giving the bottle back.

She turned her eyes to her ward her countenance grew stern as she asked "Gabrielle! Why did you run like that?"

"Celine! I found him! I found Harry Potter! This is him hmmmm….!" the seven-year-old announced but was stopped by Hermione's hand over her mouth.

Frustrated and not in the mood for games she sighed "Gabrielle what are talking about" She looked up at the teen in front of her but more carefully this time and she gasped "Le Garçon Qui a Vécu!" her face turning bright red.

The translation wasn't necessary as he nodded his face in embarrassment while beside him Gabrielle jumped up and down in excitement, removing Hermione's hand, and squealing "See I told you! It's him!"

Getting herself together Celine shook her head chuckling "I can see that angel! But you shouldn't have run like that! Now come on your sister will be worried sick" She turned to the teens "Zank you for looking after 'er and I am sorry about anything she said or did"

Harry waved it off "I.. it's okay, she didn't do anything wrong and I was happy to keep such a cute lady company!" sending a wink to the seven-year-old who yeeped and hid behind Celine making all three of them chuckle.

"Well Monsieur Potter, Madame…." Celine said stopped

The bushy-haired witch introduced herself "Hermione Granger, a pleasure to meet you"

"… Madame Granger, we will take our leave, her sister is worried sick about her" she ended shaking the teen's hand.

Beside her Gabrielle smiled, turning to Harry saying "Can you come and see the match with us? Please!" doing her best doe eyes at the black messy hair.

"Gabrielle!" Celine snapped looking thoroughly embarrassed by the request.

Hermione chuckled saying "She is asking if we could visit her cabin during the match" translating it to her best friend.

He looked a little thoughtful and had half a mind to decline the request but couldn't resist the cute eyes that the girl was giving him, he gave a nod with an awkward smile "Um... Yeah sure if her family is okay with it!"

The response was instant as the little girl immediately hugged him babbling "Merci! Merci! Fere Harry!" which he knew was a thanks.

Gabrielle joined Celine who gaped before saying "Okay, I will come to fetch you during the match, for now, we must take our leave, Au Revoir, come on angel!" as she dragged the girl along with her.

Harry waved back to the little girl and sighed. He turned only to look at Hermione who had an amused smile on her face "What?"

"Nothing I never knew you were this good with kids" she answered with a smile as they started walking back to their tent.

He only shrugged saying "I don't know about that but she is just a little girl and I didn't want to hurt her, I still don't like any of it but her smile was worth it"

For the rest of the walk they bought some merchandise from both teams and among them were scarves and top hats. Reaching the tent they put their purchases in their rooms before joining Twins in the living room for a game of exploding snaps to pass some time.

For lunch, they ate the meal prepared by Mrs. Weasley except for Harry who didn't feel particularly hungry at that time. So he simply reads his potions text trying to show Sinivilus up when school starts.

His mind went to the little girl he met today and he couldn't help but smile as he thought what it could have been like if his parents were alive, he might have had a younger sister who looked like his mum with red hair and brown eyes from his father. Someone he could have played with, teased, and loved. He knew he was not a prankster so she would have been a mischievous one like Prongs.

But all his dreams were just that, dreams. His parents were dead and with them, any hope of him having siblings died, no, killed by Tom Marvolo Riddle aka Voldemort. He didn't get to dwell anymore as an apparition pop drew his attention to the side where the 3 oldest Weasley brothers appeared out of thin air.

While Bill only sneered and ignored him along with Percy, Charlie smiled greeting him "Hey Harry nice to see you again mate"

"Hey Charlie, so how's Romania? And Norbert?" He shook the offered hand with a smile on his face. The second oldest Weasley was the nicest one after twins.

The Wyvern handler laughed "I am good man, it's great living there I am getting to learn so much and as for Norbert who is Norberta, she is doing good loving the company of the other dragons"

"Norbert is a girl? How can you even tell?" Harry asked, flummoxed by the revelation.

Charlie smirked "Simple, Wyverns are unique just like any magical creatures. They are mammals that mate with other animals. The only difference is they lay eggs instead of birthing babies like other animals.

Hermione joined the conversation passing a glass of pumpkin juice both saying "Wyverns? Aren't they just dragons?" as she took on the empty chair.

"Yeah, that's a common misconception when it comes to them. There are many species which look similar to them. Real dragons are extinct but Wyverns who look closest to them have appropriated the term for all of them. There are Wyverns, Wyrms, drakes, long drakes, salamanders, sea serpents, leviathans, and many more. Some are rare like Leviathans and Amphitheater, while others are fairly common"

Harry whistled a little "Wow! Didn't know there were so many of them"

Charlie nodded "Well now you do," he said with a smile on his face as he walked into the kitchen to get something to eat.

"So Harrykins!…" the voice of the twins drew his attention, making him turn. Dread filled him when he saw the mischievous glint in their eyes with matching smiles which only meant trouble in the future.

French Delegation Tent

When Celine and Gabrielle returned, Fleur was the first to run and hug her baby sister as tightly as she could without suffocating her. She held her for a minute before releasing her and was about to start her barrage of admonishment when the little girl squealed "Fleur! I met Harry Potter! He was out with his friend and he agreed to come watch the match with us after halftime!"

For a minute Fleur tried to process what her sister was saying before she scoffed "Oh Gaby! It can't be him! Must be someone else pretending to be him!" trying to not sully her sister's enthusiasm.

"No, he is real! I know for sure! You can ask Celine, I am telling the truth!" the little girl retorted with a pout on her face as she looked expectantly at the woman beside her.

The woman nodded with a smile on her face "It was him alright with scar and all, he was with a friend. Angel here saw him and followed them and met them. They were about to go looking for authorities when I arrived"

Fleur was expecting the woman to break into a peal of laughter but when she didn't she gasped "Mon Dieu! Are you serious you met Le Garçon Qui a Vécu!" her hand going to her mouth, getting a nod from her she slumped her shoulders in defeat while her little sister had a smug smile on her face.

"Okay, Angel I believe you but that doesn't mean you are off the hook. Come on Maman is waiting for you!" Fleur said as she took the little girl's hand into the tent.

"Same goes for your partner!" Marie's voice said from behind Celine who jumped a little upon being startled. She gulped as she turned to look at her senior partner who had an evil smile on his face.

Inside, Apolline Delacour was pacing back and forth worried sick about her youngest daughter, so when Fleur entered with Gabrielle she let out a breath of relief and picked the girl up hugging her. After a few minutes, she sat down with the girl in her lap asking "Gabrielle! Mon Ange, why did you run away? We were all so worried about you!"

"I am sorry Maman but I saw Harry Potter walking by us, I wanted to meet him so I followed him" the girl repeated her answer with a smile on her face.

Apolline raised her perfect eyebrow asking "Really? You saw Harry Potter?" she turned to Fleur asking "Flower? Is she telling the truth?"

"Oui Maman! Celine confirmed it" Fleur replied with a little bit of jealousy seeping into her tone as she validated her sister's claim.

Apolline nodded and looked back at the girl in her lap asking "So you followed him? Did you meet him? How was he?" a little curious to know about the savior of the magical world.

"He was very nice! He asked me for my name but he didn't know French so his friend helped translate for him! Then when Celine arrived to get me back here, I asked him to join me for the match, and guess what Maman! Guess what? He agreed!" Gabrielle rambled without taking a breath.

Apolline chuckled a little before saying "Oh I don't know about that Angel, I don't think there will be a place for him in our cabin! Papa invited some of his guests"

Gabrielle shook her head "But maman he is Harry Potter! I want to watch the match with him! Can you please talk to him! Please! Please Please!" once again using her doe eyes to get her way.

But it didn't work. The woman smirked "You know it doesn't work on me but yes I will ask him" She knew Alain was going to agree but it felt good making the girl anxious until the last moment as a hidden punishment on the one she was about to deliver. Schooling her face "Now for your punishment for running away like that, no candy for you until we return home!"

But it didn't have the desired effect as instead of throwing a tantrum like she used to, the young girl shrugged saying "It's Okay Maman! I got to see Harry Potter, it's better than any candy!" as she jumped down from her lap saying "I am going to make a drawing for him to give him, so he can remember me!" running into her room.

The older woman chuckled thinking 'Oh she is growing up!' before she looked at Fleur who looked a little red which amused her once again. She knew how uptight or how arrogant the teen was yet it reflected clearly on her face that she was jealous of her younger sister meeting someone famous. She cleared her throat gaining the young woman's attention "Everything okay flower? You are looking a little red dear "

"Hmmm… nothing Maman, just the effect of climate, nothing else, I will be in my room" she replied hurriedly before following her sister upstairs, her mind still on Harry Potter. She knew some basic information about what happened 14 years ago but nothing more so why was she feeling so irritated from her sister meeting him?

Getting into her room she closed the door and went to her mini library taking a novella out to get her mind off Harry Potter. She settled on the bed and opened the book, starting to read it but couldn't focus on it. Throwing it away in frustration she leaned back on the bed closing her eyes wondering what kind of a person Harry Potter was. Is he the same as every man she came across or is he different? She sighed as the different questions regarding the younger man whirled in her mind.

To let out some of her frustration she took a pillow, buried her mouth in it, and screamed cursing her curiosity.

Unknown to her Apolline was facing a similar dilemma, she didn't understand why but the thought of meeting the most famous teenager in the world made her as giddy as the 7-year-old girl who was doodling upstairs in her room.

It was strange that she couldn't stop wondering about him, it wasn't like it was the first time she heard his name. "What's on your mind, My Lady?" Alain's voice snapped her out of her reverie.

She smiled saying "Nothing, Alain just thinking how fast Angel is growing up, I denied her candy but she wasn't affected by it at all"

"Really!? And why did you have to punish her like that?" the man asked, taking the seat across her on the cushioned chair with his smoking pipe in his mouth.

She smiled as she said "Well girls were out with Marie and Celine when Angel spotted Harry Potter and went running after him worrying us, she invited him to watch the match with us. I tried to punish her for running away only to have it backfire on me"

Alain was shocked and silent by what he heard before he let out a peel of laughter and said "I am not sure I am even angry at her, it will be nice to meet the young man who has been a living legend since he was a baby, besides it will raise our political standing through the roof" as he puffed smoke out of his pipe.

"I know and I think Flower also wants to meet him, she seemed a little green from jealousy when Angel boasted about meeting him. Oh! It was so amusing, her haughty visage almost crumbled when I questioned her" she commented with a light chuckle.

Alain quirked his eyebrow "Now that is interesting, I have never seen her read or even mention his name to us so it's not a crush, so what do you think it is, Milady?" as he took a sip of his bourbon.

Apolline smirked "It's not only her I am curious about the young man and what kind of person he is? Frankly it's the first time I have been curious about anyone rather than a young man" as she took a sip of her tea.

"Hmm… well we will find out when we meet this mysterious young man at the game tonight," he said as he stood up from his chair adding "Now if you will excuse me I have to get dressed to meet the Minister and Bulgarian delegation in an hour, My lady" leaving after giving a deep bow.

Apolline nodded as she was left to her own devices, she moved to her room to ready for the game but first made her way to the small bookshelf withdrawing an old-looking tome and opening a marked page. It was a moving picture of 2 women side by side with a baby in the older woman's hands who looked identical to her.

7 PM, Quidditch Stadium

"Hurry up, our seats are in the ministry Box!" An excited Arther called from the front as they were climbing the stairs of the stadium. Harry and Hermione both chuckled finally knowing the answer to where the Weasleys got their love for quidditch from.

It was quite a climb but the result was them getting the best seats in the house. They weren't all together as Bill and Charlie were with his friends, Percy went to sit with Minister Cornelius Fudge in the front, Ron went to watch with his friends and Arther was sitting with his Colleagues leaving Harry, Hermione, and Twins, alone.

Harry spotted Malfoy's family entering the box, both Lucius and Draco could do nothing but sneer at him which he replied with a simple glare at both of them. Last was a blond woman who looked sullen and depressed to him, he felt nothing but sympathy for her to the point he wanted to do something to help her out.

For a moment their eyes met he gave her a small smile which she returned before she walked past them taking their seat beside the minister who he now noticed was coming towards him

"Ah, Mr. Potter it's a pleasure to meet you, again," Minister said a little frosty which didn't surprise Harry because Sirius's trial and Petteigrew's capture hindered the man's poll rating.

He shook the man's hand "A good evening to you too Minister"

The man gave an obvious fake smile as he asked "So which team are you rooting for Mr. Potter?" as he tried to engage in small talk.

Squirming a little trying to hide his discomfort he said "Irish sir, I think they have strong chasers which could be a deciding factor in the Bulgarian team is nothing without Krum"

Before the minister could reply he remembered the invitation which was a blessing and interrupted the man "I must beg your pardon as me and my friend here" gesturing to Hermione "Have to take leave as we have to meet a friend who invited us to join them, enjoy the match minister" as he and Hermione left the box from the left exit.

"Quick thinking there Harry" she complimented him as they walked out before asking "So any idea where the French delegation box is?"

He simply shrugged "I don't have a clue so I guess we have to wander till we find it which is still better than watching a match with Minister Fudge back there" he scoffed leaning on the railing.

"He seemed very chummy with Malfoy back there, should have known there was no way he could have got to the position of power without a shady character like him backing him up" Hermione commented as she watched the man going back to his and talking with the Lord Malfoy.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a woman coming towards them through the crowd of people. He looked at Hermione who simply shrugged at him.

"Monsieur Potter, Madame Granger?" the woman asked getting an affirmative nod from them she smiled "I am Marie Babin with the French delegation, I am here to take you with me if you will please follow me"

They followed the woman to the upper level and the opposite side of the stadium. As they entered they were greeted by a man dressed in a baby blue and black cloak with a smoking pipe in his mouth, he was average in height and had a healthy build.

"Welcome Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger. It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Alain Delacour, Secretary to Madame Diplomat from the French Ministry of Magic. You have my gratitude for keeping Angel safe" the man said, shaking the teen's hand.

Turning a little red he replied "I.. it's nothing, sir anyone would have done it" Hermione chuckled beside him seeing his plight.

"Humility is a rare treat nowadays Mr. Potter, please I will introduce you to the family" as he led both of them inside towards his family but before he could say anything Gabrielle shot from her seat straight at Harry.

"You came! You came! You came!…." She repeated over and over making everyone chuckle at her antics except Harry who looked at Hermione with a questioning look. She translated for him

He hugged her back gingerly saying "Well I promised and I always keep my promise" his statement got an amused smile from Hermione as she did the same for Gabrielle who smiled and dragged him to the other two with Alain behind them.

"These lovely ladies are Apolline and Fleur Delacour" he introduced both ladies who according to Harry were the most beautiful women he had ever seen.

Keeping his hormones at bay "Hello it's nice to meet you Mrs. Delacour, Ms. Delacour" with Hermione following his lead.

"Bonjour, Mr. Potter, it's an Honor to see you," Apolline said as she suppressed her shock when her allure at full blast didn't even phase the young man in front of her. Normally it would turn any other men into a drooling mess with exceptions being those who were Homosexuals and those who were in love with someone.

For a second she thought he fell into one of those categories but his eyes at her bosoms nullified the first one and she could see that his relationship with the girl beside him was more of a sibling which made him truly exceptional. She didn't need to watch that her daughter was thinking and feeling the same as her.

Harry took her hand and couldn't believe how soft it was to his callous one as he kissed her knuckle saying "Pleasure is mine Milady" with a smile on his face repeating the same with the younger one.

Fleur used every ounce of her mental prowess to keep a blush away from her cheeks when she looked into his enchanting emerald eyes. For a second world around her fell away only those eyes remained before she gave him a polite smile "Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Potter"

"Please call me Harry," he said before adding "This is my best friend and sister in all but blood Hermione Granger, the smartest witch of our generation" boasting a little and making the bushy girl blush as a payback.

Gabrielle pulled him towards the seat and settled herself between him and Fleur, Hermione settled on his right to translate for him. The girl gave him the card she spent all day on and had her mother help her.

With a smile on his face, he opened it only to see it was an animated drawing of him playing with her and Fleur on one side while on the other side was a drawing depicting a wedding scene of him and… Fleur with Gabi as a flower girl.

He turned red and closed the card immediately, he looked at the girl with a smile before turning to Hermione who was busy chuckling "Can you tell her that I loved the card?" while she translated he couldn't help but glance at Fleur.

The girl caught it and what was drawn in the card, made her Occlumency fail as a little red tinge came on her cheeks. She finally realized why her sister, the little devil, didn't want to show her the card!

Both thanked their luck as Minister Fudge announced the start of the match. First, the opening celebration started with the Irish team's display of making a Leprechaun in the sky followed by the 11 cheerleaders coming on the ground singing and dancing. In the middle of the performance, he noticed they had a weird effect of men around the stadium with few like himself being exceptions.

"What is happening? Why are people behaving so strangely?" he asked Hermione.

Apolline chuckled and answered instead " Eet's because they are Veela Monsieur Potter, as are we" Still seeing the confusion on the teen's face she explained "We 'ave a certain allure to us that attracts men around us it is amplified when we dance and sing like zat"

Harry gave a nod of understanding before asking "But I don't feel anything"

"Zat's cause as impossible as it may seem you are immune to our allure Mr. Potter" Apolline explained before adding "Which I might add is never seen before it's a matter that we can discuss on a later date for now let's enjoy to match"

Harry sighed thinking 'Great another thing that makes me stand out' as he watched the match while enjoying it with others. Both he and Hermione used their money's worth from their Omnicular throughout the match. He also learned that Apolline and Gabrielle loved the game as they shouted and hollered the whole time.

It ended just as he predicted with Irish chasers winning the game but Krum caught the snitch ending the game on his terms. When the time to leave came he promised to write Gabby through the summer so did Hermione. As they were leaving the box he turned back for the last time with a card in his hand and his eyes met Fleur, he lost himself in her sapphire blue eyes. After a moment, with a smile and no words exchanged, both parted with red tints on their cheeks.

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