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Rescued
Harry James Potter sat in his room feeling frustrated and lonely. After the Tri-Wizard Tournament, he had been sent back to Number 4, Privet Drive to spend the summer there, according to Dumbledore, for his protection. He had only gotten a brief note from his friends and he was wondering what they were doing. Surprisingly, the only lengthy letter he received was from Fleur Delacour, the beautiful French witch from Beauxbatons.
Unbeknownst to his friends and fellow classmates, he and Fleur had struck up a close friendship after the Second Task. He had also begun to develop strong feelings for the beautiful Veela. He wasn't sure, but he had a strong suspicion that she had the same feelings. He had also started to help Fleur with her English and she had begun teaching him French.
**Begin Flashback**
It was the end of the Tri-Wizard and the visiting schools were getting ready to return home. Harry Potter sat by his favourite rock thinking about the new friend he had recently made. They had become very close in the last few months and he was sad to see her leave.
"'Ello, 'Arry," the young woman Harry had been thinking about said as she sat down next to him. "Now what are you doing 'ere all by yourself?"
Harry shrugged as he looked at her and said, "I'm going to miss you. It won't be the same without you."
"Oui, I'll miss you too," Fleur Delacour replied. "You can always write to me, non?"
Harry nodded and said, "It'll definitely give Hedwig a workout."
"That bird 'as you so whipped," Fleur laughed, the sound making Harry smile.
Harry laughed with her before he replied, "There are times when she can be super-scary. Especially after I've landed myself in the Hospital Wing."
"It's almost time for dinner and I am getting 'ungry. Shall we, Monsieur?" Fleur asked.
Harry stood up and offered the beautiful young woman his hand. "We shall. Mademoiselle, would you join me for dinner?"
Fleur laughed as he made an exaggerated bow and stood up, taking his hand in hers. Together, they made their way towards the castle.
**End Flashback**
Just thinking about Fleur made Harry's heart flutter. I wonder what she's doing now? Harry thought to himself as he read the letter.
Bonjour, Harry!
I hope all is well, oui? My parents are grateful for what you have done for Gabrielle. Maman and Papa say that you are welcome in our home should you ever get the chance to visit us. Anyway, Gabrielle says Hello! I think she has found a new hero! I am so jealous! I used to be her favourite! Now you have stolen her from me!
I miss you, Mon Ami. You were the first boy who didn't look at me like a drooling idiot. You were the first one to see ME. I miss our talks by the lake and our long walks together. Harry, I must confess...I think I like you more than as a friend. I hope you will write to me soon.
With love,
Fleur
Stunned, Harry reread the letter and felt a warm feeling in his heart. She likes me?! Harry sat for a moment before grabbing a quill and a piece of parchment. Finishing his letter, he was about to give it to Hedwig when he heard loud noises and what sounded like an argument. Picking up his wand, Harry was about to open his bedroom door when it opened and revealed a familiar face.
"'Arry?"
A shocked Harry asked the newcomer, "Fleur?!"
Smiling, Fleur said, "I missed you, Mon Ami." She went over to Harry and gave him a warm hug.
"I missed you; too, Fleur," Harry replied as he returned her hug, something he had only done with Hermione. "Uhm, what are you doing here?"
Looking back on how she got to this point, Fleur Delacour had just recently graduated from Beauxbatons and had been in England looking for a job at Gringotts when she was approached by Bill Weasley. Bill had told her that he had seen her performance at the Tri-Wizard and was impressed. He had offered to help her get into Gringotts, an offer which she had accepted.
Fleur was pleasantly surprised when she got a job at Gringotts. After a few weeks, Bill had asked her out on a date. While on the date, Bill had talked about something else, a group that he belonged to that was dedicated to fighting the Dark Lord. He also said that the group was recruiting and he hoped that she would join them.
Hesitantly, she agreed and went to a meeting at the group's headquarters. She found out that the organization was named the Order of the Phoenix and its leader was none other than Albus Dumbledore. She also learned that she was going to go on her first mission, a test to see if she was cut out for the group. If it was successful, she would become a full-fledged member.
At the meeting, Bill had asked her if she would like to go out with him again. Fleur politely declined and they had decided to remain friends. Fleur also knew that what she really wanted was a relationship with a certain male with amazing green eyes, eyes that she felt could bore into her soul. Fleur soon learned that the target of her first mission was none other than… Harry Potter.
Fleur replied with a smirk, "'Aven't you guessed? I am 'ere to rescue you."
~ 12 Grimmauld Place ~
Harry knew one thing instantly: he hated apparition. He immediately felt a bit sick when they arrived at their destination. Looking around, Harry was surprised to find himself in a fairly normal-looking neighbourhood.
Once they arrived, Fleur handed him a piece of parchment and told Harry to read it. Shrugging, Harry did as he was told and was surprised to see a large manor shimmer into view.
"Where are we?" asked a startled Harry.
"Welcome to my humble abode!" said Sirius, who opened his arms and gave Harry a welcoming hug. "This is the home of the Black Fa -- "
"TRAITOR! BRINGING FILTH INTO THIS NOBLE HO --"
"Shut UP, you old hag," said Sirius. He quickly conjured a tapestry and covered the painting. Unfortunately, they could still hear the wo --; erm, painting still screaming obscenities. "My loving mother," Sirius said to Harry with sarcasm evident in his voice.
"Now, who woke up that crazy painting? Oh, hello, Harry dear." Molly motioned the others into the dining room. "Come on, dinner is about ready. Are you sure you're eating enough, Harry? You're far too thin for your age..."
"I'm fine Mrs Weasley. Really," Harry replied nervously. Something that Fleur noticed and made a point to ask Harry about it later on.
As soon as he entered the dining room, Harry found himself greeted by his friends. "Oi, mate! You alright?" Ron asked his best friend.
"Harry! We were worried about you!" Hermione exclaimed as she hugged Harry.
"Worried about me?" Harry said with a glare which surprised both Ron and Hermione. "So worried that you didn't even bother to write to me?"
"But - but Professor Dumbledore said not to," squeaked Hermione.
"Yeah; mate," Ron tried to explain, "Professor Dumbledore said that you need time alone to --"
"To what?" Harry interrupted Ron. "I was going crazy there! The only letter I got was from Fleur. So how come she was able to write to me?"
Ron and Hermione were spared from answering when Sirius and Fleur walked into the room. "Is everyzing alright, 'arry?" Fleur asked Harry.
"Yeah; nothing's wrong Fleur," Harry said, still glaring at Ron and Hermione.
"Hey, Harry! How's it going?" Harry turned around and was surprised to see the eldest Weasley son standing behind him.
"Bill! When did you get here?" Harry asked.
Bill replied with a grin, "Couple of days ago. I'm actually on vacation."
"'Ello, Bill," Fleur welcomed Bill with a hug and; strangely, Harry felt a bit jealous as he watched the two of them.
"So...you and Fleur?" Harry began to ask, a little worried.
Both Bill and Fleur were surprised at the question and Bill began to laugh, "What? Oh, no, no, no. We tried to date for a while but it wasn't working out. I was too busy with my curse-breaking duties and Fleur just started her own training. Besides, we have our eyes on other people at the moment." Bill said with a wink. No one noticed the blush on Fleur as she glanced at Harry or the glare Hermione had directed at Fleur.
An "Oh" was all Harry was able to say before he sat down at the table. Harry was pleasantly surprised when Fleur took the seat next to him. Ginny, sitting across the table, began to giggle and quickly covered her mouth when she received an elbow to the ribs from one of the Twins.
Harry had also been introduced to a woman with pink hair who insisted that She-Never-Be-Called-Nymphadora Tonks. Harry was delighted to learn that she was his cousin. Harry also learned never to call her by her first name, only "Tonks" was her curt reply.
Dinner was a rather lively affair with Tonks making faces that got everyone laughing. She even morphed herself to look like the people around her and had done near-perfect imitations of their voices. After dinner, Harry had asked Fleur if there was somewhere they could talk privately.
Fleur led Harry up the stairs to her room and they both missed the knowing looks and a scowl. "Fleur," Harry began nervously. "I wanted to ask you something but I didn't want to do it in front of the others"
"What is it, 'Arry?" Fleur said, with a smile on her face.
Merlin, she's beautiful, Harry thought. Here goes nothing. Harry gathered up his courage and asked, Fleurwillyougooutwithme?" Nonononono! Stupid...now she'll think I'm an idiot! Harry thought to himself, horrified that he may have made the biggest blunder of his life.
"Did you just ask me to go out wiz you?" Fleur said as she leaned closer.
Harry's eyes grew wide as he stammered, "YeahyesIdid."
"Oui. I 'ave been waiting for you to ask me zat for a long time," Fleur said.
"You -- you will?!" A surprised Harry asked as Fleur nodded. "YES! SHE SAID YES!" Harry then surprised her by lifting her up and spinning her around, causing Fleur to laugh as she tried swatting his arms. Finally, Harry put her down and wrapped his arms around her waist. "You said yes," Harry said, looking into her eyes.
"I said yes," Fleur replied as she snaked her arms around Harry's neck. His eyes are beautiful , Fleur thought to herself as she stared into Harry's emerald eyes.
Merlin, she's so beautiful , Harry thought as he did something that surprised the both of them: he kissed Fleur. Fleur's eyes widened and then she deepened the kiss, causing both of them to moan in pleasure.
"Wow"
"Oui."
Outside Fleur's room, four teens were trying to listen to what was going on. Ginny smiled, fist pumped and then held out her hand to her three brothers. Ron, George (or is it Fred?) and Fred (George, maybe?) reached into their pockets and placed a galleon into Ginny's hand. The four of them looked at each other, smiled and hi-fived each other before heading downstairs.
Molly intercepted them just as they were heading downstairs. "Well?" She asked her youngest. Ginny smirked and held out her hand. "Looks like you were right, Gin Gin," Molly smiled as she handed her daughter her galleon. "Go on, before they find out you were listening to them." Molly shooed her children down the stairs and thought to herself, That boy deserves some happiness .
Ginny smiled at her mother and said, "I'm gonna go and collect the rest."
Meanwhile, in the aforementioned room, two teens were lying in each other's arms before Harry decided to get up and get some sleep. "See you at breakfast, Fleur?" Harry asked the beautiful woman lying next to him.
"Oui, Mon Cher. Now, kiss me again", Fleur told Harry. Harry smiled and did what he was told, rather happily. Reluctantly, Harry broke the kiss and went to his room. Still lying in her bed, Fleur thought to herself, He kissed me . She fell asleep, dreaming about a raven-haired wizard with the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.
When Harry got to the room he shared with Ron, he flopped onto the bed and thought to himself, She kissed me . He fell asleep with a goofy grin on his face, dreaming about a silver-haired beauty with blue eyes.