Work Text:
Meeting the Parents
Author's Note: This story is a part of the "Rescued" universe.
I don't own Harry Potter and related characters, etc. They are owned by J.K. Rowling.
If you like this story and the Harry/Fleur pairing, you can find me and others of like-minded shippers here:
https://discord.com/invite/q63UUxD
Meeting the Parents
Ever since Fleur had written her parents about her new boyfriend, Jean-Luc and Apolline Delacour have been most curious about meeting this young man. According to Fleur's letters, they had met at Hogwarts during the Tri-Wizard Tournament and had become steadily closer. Fleur wrote they officially became a couple after she picked him up from Number 4, Privet Drive.
Fleur's grandmother, Elena, found Fleur's letters rather amusing as they consisted of "Harry this" or "Harry that" and "He has the most amazing green eyes and an adorable mop of messy hair". Elena's curiosity piqued when she read that part as it reminded her of one of her past loves.
Fleur Delacour brought her newly minted boyfriend, one Harry Potter, home the summer after the Tri-Wizard Tournament. She had received numerous letters from her parents expressing an interest in meeting this young man that had so obviously captured their daughter's heart.
Fleur giggled as Harry stepped through the Floo and promptly stumbled onto his face. "Har, har," Harry grumbled as he was helped to his feet by a still giggling Fleur.
"It's not so bad, 'Arry," Fleur spoke as she tried not to laugh at her boyfriend.
Harry looked up in awe as he took in his surroundings, "It's beautiful," Harry spoke earnestly. Harry was inside a modest hallway that had pictures of what Harry assumed were Fleur and her family.
Several were moving pictures that featured Fleur as a young girl similar in age to her sister, Gabrielle and others were of a very cute baby girl that Harry assumed was Fleur.
Harry also saw one that he assumed was her parents, the woman appeared to be a near exact replica of Fleur except that she was a bit older, Harry couldn't quite tell the exact age.
The man was tall, obviously fit and was bald. He had a short fringe of white hair and the same eyes as Fleur.
"Maman, Papa!" Fleur called out, "I'm 'ome!"
"We are in zhe dining room!" A feminine voice answered back. "Did you bring your friend wiz you?"
"Oui, Maman! Are you ready, 'Arry?" Fleur asked as she took Harry's hands in hers.
"Will they like me?" Harry nervously asked, "I -- "
Fleur gently placed a finger on his lips, "Don't worry, 'Arry. Zhey 'ave been wanting to meet you for quite sometime."
"What do your parents do, Fleur?" Harry asked as he was led to the dining room.
"Maman is a Professeure de Charmes and Papa is a Professeur d'Histoire for Beauxbatons," Fleur said.
"A what?" Harry asked, confused.
"A Charms Professor and History Professor," laughed Fleur.
Fleur led Harry down the hallway and into a large room with a dining table set in the middle. Harry noticed Fleur's parents sitting at the table and was suddenly tackled by a tiny silver haired blur that slammed into him like a Harry-seeking missile and knocked him over.
"'Arry! You came! You came!" Exclaimed the little silver-haired missile.
Fleur giggled as she watched her sister's antics, "Gabby, get off 'im! 'E just 'ere!" Gabby got up from Harry and gave the cutest sad eyes and pouted as Fleur helped Harry to his feet. Gabby held up her arms to Harry and Harry looked at Fleur who shrugged. Gabby giggled as Harry picked her up and carried her towards the dining room.
"So, Ma Petite," a woman's voice asked, "'o is your friend?"
"Maman, Papa, zhis is my boyfriend 'Arry Potter," Fleur said.
"'Arry Potter?!" Another female voice shouted. "You did not say your boyfriend was 'Arry Potter!"
"Surprise?" Fleur said with a smile. "'Arry, zhis is my Maman and zhis is my Papa. Zhat is my Grand-mere."
"Uhm, hello…," Harry began nervously.
"I'm Apolline," Fleur's mother said, "and zhis is my 'usband, Jean-Luc. You obviously know my daughters and zhat crazy woman is my Maman, Elena."
"'Ey! I was just surprised. I did not expect Fleur to go for someone like 'Arry Potter! Quite a nice catch, too," Elena said with some mirth as she patted the chair next to her. "Come, sit beside me and we shall get to know each other, oui?"
"GRAND-MERE! 'Arry is my boyfriend! Leave 'im alone, get your own boyfriend!" Fleur replied with a laugh.
"Lucky hen," Elena grumbled jokingly.
"Don't worry, 'Arry. You get used to Maman's eccentricities," Laughed Jean-Luc. "Come, sit. I'm sure you must be 'ungry and we will properly get to know each other, oui?"
As Harry and Fleur went to sit down at the table, Harry pulled the chair out for Fleur and she smiled at the gesture. "Such a gentleman," he heard Elena say and he blushed.
As Harry took the seat beside Fleur, Apolline smiled and said, "So, 'Arry, tell us about yourself?"
"Well, I met Fleur during the Tri-Wizard," Harry began nervously, "I play Seeker position for my Quidditch team…"
Gabbi began jumping up and down as she said, "'E saved me! 'E saved me!"
Elena than spoke next with a mischievous grin, "Quidditch, huh? Is zhat 'ow you have such a nice ass?"
Apolline immediately face-palmed and Jean-Luc tried not to laugh as Fleur and Harry blushed.
"Grand-mere! Leave 'im, alone!" Screamed a blushing Fleur as Harry blushed like a tomato and began to look around the room for any avenue to escape from the elder Veela…
Elena; with a straight face, spoke as she looked Harry up and down, "Such a nice ass..."
"Grand-mere!", screamed a blushing Fleur…
Elena nonchalantly looked up from the tea cup she was sipping from as she said, "What?! You can't tell me all zhat Quidditch didn't do anything for his ass. Turn around, 'Arry…" As Elena made a twirling motion with her finger…
"GRAND-MERE!", a horrified Fleur screamed as she desperately looked at her mother who was failing to hide her laughter as Gabby rolled around the floor giggling madly with her arms wrapped around her sides. While Jean-Luc pounded the table with his fist as he roared with laughter.
Finally calming down, Apolline asked, "Do you 'ave any favorite courses at 'Ogwarts, 'Arry?"
"Defense against the Dark Arts," Harry replied, "One of my old professors; Remus Lupin, even taught us how to do a patronus back in my 3rd year."
Jean-Luc looked up with interest as he said, "You can do a patronus?!"
"Yeah, we had Dementors at the school," Harry replied, "So our professor taught us how to do one because of them."
"Zhis I cannot believe," Exclaimed Apolline, "I could not even do one at your age!"
Fleur looked at Harry with new wonder and asked, "Could -- could you show us?"
Harry stood up from the table and pulled out his wand. He thought about what would make for a happy moment and he smiled and spoke, "Expecto Patronum!"
As soon as he spoke the words, a magnificent, silvery stag appeared amid the shocked Delacours. "Everyone, I'd like you to meet Prongs."
Apolline nearly fell off her chair in shock as the magnificent Stag approached her and then Apolline reached out to touch Prongs. "Incredible…"
Gabby walked around the table and began to stroke Prongs' muzzle and she smiled as the patronus nuzzled her in return. "Can you teach me 'ow to do zhis, 'Arry?"
"When you're old enough, Gabby," Harry said with a chuckle. "Go on, Fleur. You can touch him."
Fleur stood up and walked over to the Stag and felt warmth and love emanating from the patronus as she felt it. "It feels so real," she said with awe. Then, the patronus faded away to the disappointment of the two girls.
"Incroyable ," Jean-Luc whistled appreciatively, "I know some Aurors who can't do one."
"Zhat was an incredible display, 'Arry," Elena whispered. "If you 'aven't captured my granddaughter's 'eart, I would 'ave been all over you."
"Grand-mere!" Screamed Fleur, "Get your own boyfriend!"
"Fine," Elena grumbled, "So, 'Arry, what else do you like to do besides Quidditch?"
"Well, I like to cook and bake," Harry said. "It was one of the few things I enjoyed when I stayed with my relatives…"
Fleur's eyes suddenly widened as she spoke, "You bake?!"
Harry nodded as he replied, "Yeah, it's really not that difficult once you've had a lot of practice…"
"Oh, no," Jean-Luc said. "You 'ave no idea what you've done 'Arry…"
Fleur and Gabby each grabbed one of Harry's arms as they dragged him off to the kitchen, quickly followed by Apolline and Elena.
Jean-Luc banged his head on the table and moaned, "We 'aven't 'ad dinner yet…"