|-OvO-|

Hermione sat across from them at dinner, she kept looking down the table at Ron. "Harry, Fleur." Hermione said briskly as she started to serve herself.

Harry smiled at her "Hey, Hermione. I missed you."

Hermione looked a little surprised. "We ate together two days ago, Harry."

Harry shrugged "And every day before that for three years."

Hermione sighed, "I missed you too Harry, I guess I just figured with Fleur here you were okay. Ron has been dealing with some jealousy issues."

Harry looked shocked "Jealous of what? Getting put into a death sport?"

Hermione nodded, "Yes Harry, and well… Sorry Fleur, Jealous that you have a very pretty girlfriend."

Harry looked at Fleur and nodded slowly "Yeah, I could see that."

Fleur chuckled and motioned with her head to a line of boys paying more attention to her then eating "'E isn't ze only one."

Hermione nodded, "You do draw attention." She said matter of factly.

"Well… I can't change either of those things." Harry grumbled.

Hermione shrugged "I think he just needs time to adjust."

Fleur nods slowly "'E might. Would be better if you encourage 'im 'Ermione."

Hermione just nodded and started to eat.

|-OvO-|

Fleur was informed about the weighing of the wands by Madame Maxime, she was escorted to the school by her headmistress and was uncomfortably eyeballed by the camera man until Harry poked his head in the door. She shot him a grateful smile, he silently slid into the room and to her side. Fleur motioned then put her hand on the small of his back and pushed him forward as he was called, Fleur kept her eye on the reporter woman. Fleur knew she had caused Harry all sorts of problems, and was not entirely sure how she could fix it. Rita, she remembered her name, looked like she dearly wanted to snatch Harry away again. But Fleur wrapped an arm around Harry's waist, which he accepted without comment. "Mademoiselle Delacour, Could we have you first please?"

She stepped forward and proffered her wand, the old man with large eyes took her wand "Yes, nine and a half inches, rosewood, inflexible. And the core…"

"Veela hair." She said without hesitation, at least this time she could refrain from telling the world her heritage.

"Ah yes, never used Veela hair myself, it makes for temperamental wands. But it seems to suit you. Orchideous!" A flower burst out of the wand and bounced off Fleurs chest. "Yes… Temperamental." He said.

Fleur took her wand back and stepped back "Mr. Diggory, you next." Fleur walked to the window and looked over the grounds half paying attention for when Harry was finished. "Avis!" she heard a loud bang sent her scrambling to the ground wand out, eyes wide. Her chest was heaving, she could not locate the shotgun, suddenly she realised she was in a room in Hogwarts. Not on a battlefield, the room was looking at her "Most sorry Mademoiselle Delacour." Ollivander said as if that would calm her heart rate. Fleur gave a curt nod and leaned against the window, this time for support. Harry came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

"Fleur, are you okay?" he whispered in her ear. Fleur grasped his forearms until she stopped trembling, she turned and embraced him.

"Oui, just a leetle reflex from… worse times." she mumbled into his ear and kissed his cheek. "I am okay."

Harry released her, they both turned and looked at the room that had been looking at them. Rita's eyes were glowing. "Pictures?" she said brightly.

|-OvO-|

Fleur followed Harry into the woods to see the dragons, they held hands so they knew where each other was. Harry's invisibility cloak would not easily fit them both and a disillusionment charm in the dark forest was just as good. Fleur felt his hand tighten on hers as the dragons came into view "Eet is okay 'Arry. I will test eet." She released his hand and walked closer to the handlers carefully managing the dragons; she can see the large frames of Hagrid and Madame Maxime off in the distance. Fleur carefully picks her way towards the green dragon, her dragon. The Welsh Green, it does not seem to notice her as it struggles with its handlers. Fleur takes a deep breath and walks up behind it and rests a hand on its leg. The creature went still, looked directly at her then ignored her.

Fleur almost collapsed in relief and picked her way back into the woods "'Arry?" She called softly. Harry's hand found hers and pulled her against him in a tight hug.

"I am so glad your back, did it work?" Harry asked.

Fleur giggled "Of course eet did 'Arry. I am 'ere."

|-OvO-|

They made it back to Fleur's room, Fleur had left it unlocked so she could levitate it open from the outside. "Float me up 'Arry" she requested. Harry pulled out his wand and carefully levitated her, she spun and twisted in the air giggling as she flew. She grasped the sill and pulled herself in, she pouted as Harry floated up as if born to the air. She thought somewhere in there was something deeply unfair. Fleur caught Harry giggling as they landed in a heap on the floor "You can fly 'Arry but your landings 'ave always needed a leetle work."

Harry chuckled "Most of them have been a little bit closer to crashes." He rolled off her and laid back breathing heavily. Fleur pushed herself up to her elbow and gently touched Harry's chest "Fleur…?" Harry asked breathily.

Fleur chuckled "I am making sure you are 'ealed 'Arry. boz of us 'ad our chests wide open, after care is important even wiz magic." She pushed her hand under his shirt and splayed her hand out on his chest, she nodded as if satisfied.

"What about you then?" Harry asked, then flushed when Fleur looked down. Fleur shrugged out of her robes then pulled off her blouse leaving her in her brassiere. Harry's eyes watched hers as she gently took his hand and put it on her chest between her breasts.

"Does eet feel normal 'Arry?" she asked coquettishly.

"How should I know?" Harry asked in a slightly irritated tone.

Fleur giggled "I am ze first girl you 'ave touched 'Arry?" Harry just glared at her. Fleur smirked and touched her own chest, palpating her sternum around and through his fingers. "Eet feels solid enough. Push on eet just a bit 'Arry, if it does not crack it should be fine." Harry gave her a doubtful look then put a little pressure on her chest "I am not zat fragile 'Arry." Harry sat up as Fleur laid down flat, Harry's warm hand on her chest was flashing memories across her vision. She blinked them away, determined to build herself a new life, with better memories. The intimacy of her past self had been tinged with fear and sadness, steel and actuators, Fleur had cried on the table before every operation. Fleur had feared Harry would look at her as a machine each time a piece of her disappeared.

The memories of her past flashed, flooded and fled as Harry gently pushed against her, she cried out more in emotional anguish than physical pain. Harry's face leaned in "Fleur! I am sorry! Where is the dittany?" Fleur wrapped her hand around his neck and pulled his lips against hers and held him there for a long moment appreciating the warmth and comfort. Fleur was surprised to feel tears running silently down her face into her hair, for a moment she had eyes of glass and steel. Exorcising herself of who she had been was not as easy as wishing it so.

Harry went still as she held him then sat up when she finally released him. She wiped tears from her eyes and leaned against the bed "I am sorry 'Arry. I did not mean to scare you."

"It's okay. Let's just go to bed." Harry stood and offered her his hand, which she took and pulled herself up. It was not until Harry blushed that she remembered she was not wearing a top. Fleur mentally shrugged and kicked off her shoes and slid under the covers, she was mentally exhausted. Harry got down to his undershirt and boxers and slid in next to her, he pulled her against himself and she rested her head on his chest. Harry gently stroked her hair until Fleur knew no more.

|-OvO-|

Fleur woke to Harry still running his fingers through her hair, morning light streaming into the room. She hummed to herself and squeezed him gently with the arm that was wrapped around him "Did you sleep 'Arry?"

Harry jumped slightly and looked down at her "Yeah, a little. You said I had a piece of Voldemort's soul in my scar when you removed it."

"Oui?" Fleur said tentatively.

"Was he affecting me?" Harry asked.

"We do not know 'Arry. We 'ad it removed years after we detected eet." She said simply.

"Did… Did I change?" Harry asked, his finger running along the rim of her ear.

"Non, 'Arry. I don't zink it affected who you were as a person. You did 'ave dreams and vision of zings 'e did. 'Orrible zings. Eet never 'elped us. Eet was always too late." she said quietly, her voice barely reaching Harry.

"That sounds horrible." He said firmly.

Fleur sat up and kissed him on the cheek "Eet was, I am glad eet will never 'appen."

|-OvO-|

Fleur and Harry got up to head to breakfast, Harry went back through the mirror. They had risked Harry entering and exiting the carriage in the middle of the day a few times, Fleur was not entirely sure it was against the rules but did not want to upset her headmistress. But Harry leaving in the morning would certainly raise a few eyebrows, not that it bothered Fleur any, nothing would stop her from sleeping with Harry. He kept her nightmares at bay, and past and future Fleur agreed on one thing, Harry was hers, and she was his, and the entire world could burn before that would change. Fleur changed quickly, into her school uniform today, sadly she had a structured class for a few hours a day to ensure her and her compatriots did not slide in their studies.

She hoped to take advantage of the Hogwarts library at some point soon. She checked herself in the mirror and jogged out the door. Harry had a much shorter trip and she did not want to keep him waiting. She jogged into the hall and did not see Harry, instead she saw Cedric walk in from a staircase from below "Cedric!" Fleur called.

Cedric spun and looked at her then walked over, a few people in the hall watched the two "Hey, Fleur."

Fleur gave him a dazzling smile "Cedric, me and 'Arry both agreed to tell you ze first task we to get an egg from a nesting dragon."

Cedric looked at her stunned "A dragon?"

Fleur nodded "Oui."

"How do you know and why are you telling me?" He asked.

Fleur sighed, "Eet is only fair Cedric, Krum knows too."

Harry came up behind Fleur and gently set a hand on her lower back "Mornin' Ced'"

"Morning Harry, A dragon?" He asked.

Harry nodded "Yeah."

Cedric nodded to himself and rubbed the back of his neck "Okay, thank you. I will have to think about this."

|-OvO-|

With almost two weeks before the competition Fleur decided on top of studying, Harry would learn to dance. She took his hand after dinner and dragged him up to the Room of Requirement, imagining a ball room was not hard. The door appeared, a white carved forest scape with wood animals peeking out behind exquisitely carved tree trunks. Fleur pulled it open and gasped, the room must have read more of her intent then she thought, one side of the room was mirrors and the floor space was open polished wood with fae lights floating along in the dim light with beautiful paneled high ceilings. A small table with wine glasses was along the side with an empty wine bottle near them. Gamp's law at work again, Fleur thought, she could summon wine into existence with a wave of her wand but the room apparently could not.

Fleur pulled Harry in "Going to teach me to dance now?" he asked nervously.

"Oui, 'Arry. No man of mine will be embarrassed on ze dance floor." she said with determination. Fleur closed the door and spun on Harry, music started playing, Fleur looked around and saw the ghost of a beautiful woman with sad eyes and long brunette hair on her shoulders in ringlets. The ghost had a ghostly harp and had started to play, the sound was haunting but lovely. Fleur inclined her head to the ghost a fraction of an inch and smiled at Harry "You 'ands go 'ere." she took his hand and put it firmly on her hip and the other in her hand.

Two ghosts appeared next to them, a young looking witch with large wide eyes and spectacles and a man with a ruffled collar. They bowed to each other and very slowly started to dance "Myrtle?" Harry said in surprise.

"Hello Harry." Myrtle said, sad voice laced with mischief.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

Nearly headless Nick took Myrtle and spun her gently in a circle "Teaching you to dance Mr. Potter. Or trying, follow along with your lovely lady."

Fleur started to follow their steps, sometimes using the mirror. Harry caught on quickly, his natural grace seemed to lend itself to dancing. The ghosts walked them through the classic dances, twice. Fleur smiled at them "Zank you all, eet would 'ave taken weeks wizout 'elp."

Nearly headless Nick bowed and cursed as his head flopped onto his shoulder "Of course Milady, the castle ghosts are bound to service of the castle and her residents. We would be happy to be here a few more times. Practice makes perfect."

Myrtle grinned "And maybe a dance with Harry for me?"

|-OvO-|

Fleur and Harry sat in the tent outside the dragon enclosure, their model dragons viciously fought each other on their laps. Fleur held Harry's hand, she smiled tightly at Cedric as he left the tent. They heard some gasps and cheers, and before she knew it the tent flap opened and the official beckoned for Fleur to walk through. Fleur grabbed Harry by the ears and firmly kissed him "Good luck 'Arry."

Harry looked a little stunned from the kiss "You too Fleur."

Fleur winked at him and walked out of the tent. The Welsh Green was waiting for her standing over her clutch of eggs. "Fleur Delacour has entered the arena." The voice of Ludo Bagman boomed. Fleur disillusioned herself, looked around the crowd then confidently walked towards the dragon "Miss Delacour seems to be using a Disillusionment enchantment to hide from the dragon." Murmurs from the crowd washed over her with the heat from the dragon's breath as she carefully avoided its mouth. Her hand gently stroked the dragon's leg as she crouched to grab the egg.

Fleur tried to imagine herself as being small and insignificant, not terribly hard considering the dragon looming over her. She forced herself to walk, one step at a time, she spun and started to walk backwards watching for any reaction from the dragon. It had its eyes locked on her, she let out a sigh of relief, the pineal gland had worked. Harry would be safe, she released the disillusionment "Miss Delacour has appeared holding the egg twenty meters away from her dragon. She is Successful, with an excellent time!"

|-OvO-|

Fleur waited patiently for Krum's turn to end, Cedric was in a corner on a stretcher getting burns healed by Madame Pomfrey. Krum stumbled in to the tent bleeding from a large wound in his shoulder, it was significantly worse then what she remembered. She gulped nervously, she heard a cheer go up from the crowd and then nothing. Harry walked in moments later with the egg under his arm, a small smile on his face. Fleur threw herself at him wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him, Harry held her up with one arm and spun her around then set her down gently. "I am okay Fleur, she did not even look at me."

"Eet worked!"

"Blimey, Harry, they put you in an arena with a dragon." Fleur heard from behind her, she turned and saw Ron looking abashed. Harry turned and ran his hand through his hair.

"Yeah, crazy right?"

Ron shook his head "I am sorry Harry, I was a bit of a berk."

Harry chuckled "Yeah, it is fine. Friends?" Harry held out his hand.

Ron took his hand and pulled him into a one arm hug "Your family Harry." Harry pounded on his back twice and released him.

"We should probably go see our scores, Fleur?" Fleur took Harry's hand and shot him a bright smile.

"Oui, perfect marks I imagine if ze judges are fair."

|-OvO-|

Fleur reviewed what she knew of Harry's early struggle with Tom, Harry he had sought and found Horcruxes with Dumbledore. They had never found the elusive seventh piece, but the rest needed to be handled as soon as possible. The Diadem was in Hogwarts, she pulled over a piece of parchment and wrote.

Diadem, Hogwarts.

Cup, Gringotts

Nagini

Ring, Last house of Slytherin

Journal, Hogwarts, Destroyed

Harry's scar, Destroyed

Harry expected her at dinner any minute, they could at least destroy the Diadem after. Fleur walked up to the dreary castle under overcast grey skies. It was getting colder daily and if it was not for her skill with warming charms, mastered out of vanity, she would have been shivering like the rest of her schoolmates. The thin Beauxbatons uniforms were never intended for this level of cold. Fleur sat next to Harry and enjoyed a meal with his friends, Harry's smiles and joyful laughs as he caught up with Ron and Hermione made Fleur feel good, this was an improvement she could be proud of.

Once Fleur had finished and noticed Harry had stopped eating she took his hand "'Arry, would you show me ze way to ze ladies room?" Harry looked at her in confusion.

"I can show you if you would like Fleur." Hermione said standing.

"Oui, 'Ermione, zat would be lovely. 'Arry would you join us I 'ave something I wish to discuss wiz you." Ron looked back and forth between Harry and Fleur's connected hand.

"Better do what she says Harry. Girls can get weird about all sorts of things." Hermione pushed his shoulder slightly.

"Ron Weasley, just because you do not understand something does not make it weird." She looked at Fleur as she hefted her school bag onto her shoulder "I am surprised you haven't found the bathrooms yet Fleur, you have been here for over a month now." Fleur shook her head slightly, she really should have thought out a better excuse to get Harry to come with her. This was getting to be a bit much. She managed to get Harry to his feet and they made their way out of the Great hall, Fleur started to instinctively go for the second floor bathroom.

"You seem to know your way well enough, Fluer."

"Oui, I really just wanted to walk wiz 'Arry."

"I could go back…" Hermione stopped and motioned back.

"Non, Eet might be interesting for you as well. 'Arry, would you show us ze Chamber of Secrets?"

"Yeah, I suppose."

"Oh! I Have always wanted to see that, is it safe?" Hermione said excitedly, finally moving again.

"Should be, the basilisk died years ago. Probably stinks." Harry pushed open the bathroom door and walked over to the sink. He hissed at it and the sink clicked and rattled as it parted itself sinking into the structure around it revealing a large pipe. "Well, we just jump in."

"'Arry, you said zat Ginny came and went from ze chamber?"

"Uh, yeah I think so."

"Well I doubt she flew every time, let's look for a stairway." Fleur started to look around the edges of the pipe, Hermione joined her.

"Here!" Hermione shouted.

Fleur looked at a small carved representation of three stairs. "'Arry?" Harry looked at the carving and kept crossing his eyes and contorting his face until finally a sibilant hiss came out and the side of the pipe opened to reveal a tight spiral staircase. They walked down with their wands out for a long while, Fleur almost stumbled when they came out onto flat ground. The tunnel was just like she remembered, she started to levitate more rocks out of the pile of rubble, Harry and Hermione joined in making a walkway for themselves. Fleur, being the tallest, had to turn and hunch slightly to make her way through, but she made her way to the large snake-covered door. It stood open, the room beyond was huge and dark. Her wand barely reached the spot where Harry almost died, the large ink stain on the ground looking like blood every bit as much as the puddle next to it.

Hermione stepped in and gasped, Fleur watched the pair from the back. She was surprised that a huge skeleton was the only thing left of the basilisk. Fleur waited until Hermione joined Harry looking at the dried puddle of blood that Harry had almost died in, she carefully made her way to the giant skull. A quick severing charm got her a fang which went quickly in to her purse. "This is amazing." Hermione said in a corner, she had her wand out and was looking at the carving around the statue of Salazar. "I am positive this was done with magic, but Transfiguration of this scale is unheard of… this statue is at least twenty meters across and one piece."

Fleur chuckled and shook her head, of course Hermione would ignore the gigantic skeleton of a mythical beast and focus on magical construction. Fleur looked over and saw Harry staring at the dried blood still, she walked over and wrapped her arms around him and kissed the back of his neck. "Are you alright 'Arry?"

Harry motioned towards the puddle "I could have died."

Fleur mumbled against his skin "Oui 'Arry, I am sorry." Harry turned in Fleurs arms and pulled her closer. She looked into his eyes and was surprised when he kissed her and quickly made it deeper, his hand pulling her in by the nape of her neck.

"We should open this to the rest of the school, it has enormous historical value." Hermione said, still facing the opposite wall.

Harry broke off the kiss and chuckled, resting his head against Fleurs for a moment longer before turning. "The pipe and stairs seem to close by themselves, Dumbledore might be able to help. But he might have a reason for leaving it alone."

"Yeah, he would know best." Hermione said with absolute conviction.

|-OvO-|

They had made the trip out of the Chamber in near silence, Hermione had made sketches of the base of the statue, she had seemed fascinated by its connection to the floor. Hermione thanked them for taking her down and went off to Gryffindor tower after shooting Harry a quizzical look. "I am going to walk Fleur out." Harry said in explanation. Fleur walked towards the room of requirement, Harry noticed fairly quickly they were not going towards the front entrance "More dance practice?"

"Non, not tonight 'Arry. Ze piece of Tom's soul in your scar was not ze only one 'Arry. We suspected 'e made seven. Eet is a magical number. We must rid ze world of all of zem before 'e dies so 'e stays zat way."

"He gave seven people scars?" Harry asked incredulously.

"Non, 'Arry. Zey are called Horcrux, or phylactery. Zey were originally Egyptian magic. A person does somezing to damage zere soul and zen rips off a bit and puts it into somezing. Anyzing. Tom used mostly objects, like zat journal you destroyed in ze Chamber."

"How do you damage your soul?"

"You do unforgivable zings 'Arry. Murder, torture, rape. Eet is very dark magic." Harry nodded, looking a little green. They walked the rest of the way in silence until Fleur paced in front of the door thinking about finding something that was lost. She pulled open the door and stepped inside with Harry close behind. She gasped as she looked up at the horded stacks of refuse.

"Blimey, that is a lot of garbage." Fleur couldn't help it, she laughed, her warm rich laugh ringing off the walls of junk.

"Oui, look for a sparkly crown like a princess would wear 'Arry." Fleur looked around at the massive amount of junk and picked a random direction and started looking. A half hour later Fleur was covered in dust and had found sixteen galleons, seven sickles and a cute pair of shoes. As she pulled them out and looked at the finely worked silver and jewels she saw a red jet of light over the stacks of junk. She tried to find her way to the place where she saw it but kept getting turned around, her eyes landed on a broomstick that looked older than her grandmere.

Flying over the packed junk was significantly easier even if the broom moved at a slow walk. "'Arry?" she called.

"Over here Fleur!" she heard and they a second jet of light came from her left. She homed in on it and alighted next to Harry who stood in front of a broken desk that barely stood on three legs. A diadem sat on it, Fleur was not sure if it was the right one having never seen it but reached into her purse and pulled out the basilisk's fang. She slowly brought it down to the Diadem and touched it against the center jewel and pressed hard. The sound of shattering glass, a scream and a muffled sob was heard nearly simultaneously.

"My mothers Diadem." a sad voice whispered. Fleur turned and saw a ghost, a beautiful woman in a long nightgown that was so fancy it bordered on a gown in itself. The woman had raven blaack hair and piercing grey eyes. She reached out and touched Fleurs cheek "You destroyed it, I am sad to see it. But thank you." Fleur curtsied using her school robes.

"Mademoiselle Ravenclaw. I 'ope you rest easier now." Fleur said, keeping her eyes down.

"I will, if there was a way to cross the veil for me I would be happy too now." Fleur looked up and Helena Ravenclaw inclined her head and faded away. Fleur hoped she had found her way to the afterlife, but had never known a ghost to do so.

"How many do we have left?" Harry asked after a long silent moment.

"Four 'Arry."

"How do we get the rest?"

"I don't know where ze last is. We never found eet. But we must kill Nagini, Tom's pet snake. Zere is a cup 'idden in Gringotts. And ze stone of resurrection, we just 'ave to go to a 'ouse in Britain. Ze ring is cursed and we must destroy eet razer zen be tempted to use it."

"Tempted to use it? Why would we want to?" Fleur looked around and spotted a school chair with 'Fuck Dippet!' carved into it and sat down.

"Eet is a powerful magical artifact zat brings back ze shades of ze dead. But zey are in pain ze wholetime."

"I could talk to my parents?" Fleur nodded hesitantly. "But they would be in pain." Fleur nodded again. "Then we destroy it the second we get it. The dead should stay dead."

|-OvO-|

Dinner in the Great hall was as extravagant as usual, the food disappeared and Dumbledore stood. He cleared his throat and tapped a crystal goblet with fork "A quick announcement before everyone heads off to bed with full bellies. As part of the Tournament a ball is being held on Yule, year four and above are invited and anyone in lower years must go as someone's date to be included. We tell you early so you can plan ahead, gentlemen I suggest you ask your prospective dates early…" Fleur stood and turned to Harry.

"'Arry would you do me ze 'onor of being my date for ze ball?" Fleur said in a loud clear voice.

"Of course Fleur!" Harry said nervously.

Dumbledore chuckled "Or I suppose I may be a little out of date, Ladies feel free to ask early as well." He said, eyes twinkling. Fleur sat down, Hermione was grinning but Ron had forgotten to close his mouth. "With that being said, we have high expectations for the Yule Ball. I hope it provides all of you with memories of a lifetime."

"Ron, would you be my date?" Hermione said hesitantly. Ron's mouth shut with a click as he looked at Hermione, Fleur mentally kicked on her allure and gave Hermione a little extra glow.

"Yeah, Blimey. Would save me asking someone else." Hermione's face fell.

"Ronald Weasley if you think I am asking as some sort of cop out to avoid asking someone else you can forget it." Fleur released her allure and shook her head, she had tried but Ron always did have the emotional depth of a puddle. Hermione grabbed her school bag and marched for the door, Harry, Ron and Fleur watched as Krum stood and jogged over to her. Hermione's face went from upset to happy. Fleur watched as she shot a look at Ron then nodded to Krum.

"Zink she 'as a date."

|-OvO-|

Fleur had dragged Harry into the room of requirement for two more dance lessons. Watching him try to dance with Myrtle was one of the funniest things she had ever seen. Harry was leading her around the room, his hands unable to grasp her for simply hovering around her. Myrtle turned quickly, Harry's hand sinking into her ghostly chest "Oh Harry, not in front of your girlfriend." Myrtle said with an embarrassed blush somehow infusing her voice. Harry blushed and tried to start again, Helena Ravenclaw, had not crossed over, and was once more playing the harp. The music started from the beginning of the dance, Myrtle turning so Harry's hand sunk into her back side. A ghostly hand shot out and went through Harry's cheek "Don't get fresh with me Mr. Potter."

Fleur laughed and shook her head "Zat is enough, you are learning nozing from molesting Myrtle." Harry's face shifted into an expression of shock and he held up hands as if to defend himself as Myrtle bent double and laughed raucously. Harry shook his head and threw up his hands. He walked over to Fleur and kissed her, he had been getting more forward with displays of affection and Fleur was for it. Harry pulled his invisibility cloak out of his school bag and threw it around Fleur, hand in hand they went into Gryffindor tower. Fleur looked around with interest as Harry led her up to his room and into the enclosed space of his bed, Fleur had to stop a happy giggle from escaping her lips when Harry accidentally pushed her over as he got in and cast sticking charms on the curtains.

Harry moved a pillow and pulled back the covers revealing the mirror, Fleur scooted over and dropped into it, gravity shifted as she fell through and she ended up flat on her bed. She turned over to sit up just as Harry flew out and landed on top of her, Fleur wrapped her arms and legs around him, the hood of the invisibility cloak falling off as she leaned forward and kissed him. Harry rolled off her and went into her restroom, she quickly went to her bureau and stripped completely keeping her eye on the bathroom door she pulled out a silk slip and pulled it over her head. Fleur waited behind the door of the bureau until Harry stepped out in his boxers, she closed the door and paused in a slight pose. Harry's slightly widened eyes made her warm inside, she slid under the covers as he did and cuddled to his side.

"Ze Ball is tomorrow. Are you nervous?"

"A little, dancing around all of those people…"

"Eet will be just me and you 'Arry." She kissed him and laid her head on his shoulder. Harry reached over and ran his fingers through her long platinum hair, it was blissful, she quickly fell asleep.