- Next Morning -
Waking up early on Boxing Day, Harry and Fleur had to rush into a conjured bathroom in the Room of Requirement before racing down to Hogsmeade Station where they spotted a messily-dressed Cho and Marietta stumbling onto the train ahead of them.
Once all four of them had closed the door to their cabin, they took a single look at their appearances before bursting out laughing. Marietta had used a scarf to cover the dozens of hickeys on her neck, and Harry was gingerly sitting on the edge of his seat to rest the scratch marks on his back from Fleur's nails.
Because they all had to scramble just to reach the train in time, most of the ride back to King's Cross was spent asleep.
After reaching the station, Harry and Fleur exchanged hugs and kisses before inviting them to come over to the apartment whenever they wanted.
…
When Harry and Fleur got back to the apartment, they made a quick dinner before crawling into bed. The train ride had been uncomfortable for them to sleep in, and having an actual bed to sleep on was so much better.
Now that they had slept together, Fleur felt no need to wear panties and a t-shirt anymore, revealing to Harry that she actually preferred to sleep naked.
Harry had made the difficult decision to stay in his boxers, because he would be too tempted by her naked body rubbing against his own to ever fall asleep. Fleur giggled softly at his groan when she rubbed her butt against his groin. "You minx..." He mumbled, pulling her body against his in the spooning position, breathing in the wonderful cinnamon scent that Fleur seemed to naturally give off.
…
The rest of their Winter Break was spent mostly going over their plans for the Second Task, and spending time in Diagon Alley with Cho and Marietta. Unfortunately, the break came to an end all too quickly.
All too soon, they were back on the train to Hogwarts and the quickly approaching Second Task.
- Second Task -
Making their way across the Black Lake on boats towards the stands built into the water, Harry and Fleur cuddled together for warmth against the bitter cold of the early-afternoon.
Taking a glance at the Black Lake, Harry looked out across the iron-grey mass of chilly water, with dark and icy depths that he could already tell would be freezing.
He was more worried for Fleur than he was for himself. Veela tended to gravitate towards heat than they did cold, and she admitted to being worried how well she would be able to perform in this task.
It didn't take very long after they came back to Hogwarts before they figured out who their hostages would be. Cho and Hermione had been asked by Minerva and Maxine to speak with the judges privately at dinner the night before the Task, and neither of them had returned afterwards.
If Harry didn't already know that they weren't in actual danger of not returning when an hour had passed, he was afraid to think about what he would do to try and save them.
…
Climbing off the boat and onto the floating stands in the middle of the Black Lake, Harry grinned as he watched Fleur take off her outer robe to reveal the powder-blue one-piece swimsuit she wore for the task. They had bought several swimsuits for their own private practice, and all of the ones Fleur picked out revealed far more skin than what she currently had on.
He removed his own outer robe to reveal a simple black pair of swim trunks, getting a few excited whispers and comments from the female students while the male students were completely taken by Fleur and her passive allure.
Harry chuckled as several of the males on the upper floors tried to push their way down to her, before the female students were able to smack some sense into them.
There was a small dip in the bottom landing for the Champions to stand on when the Task began, while the judges sat at a gold cloth-covered table directly behind them.
As they waited for several more boats full of students to arrive, the judges mingled with the crowd as Ludo Bagman came over to where Harry was stretching out his limbs. Reluctantly drawing his attention away from a likewise stretching Fleur, who winked with a teasing smirk as she noticed her boyfriend's staring.
"All right there, Harry?" Bagman whispered, giving Harry's shoulder a quick squeeze as he asked, "Know what you're going to do?"
Uncomfortable with the man's hand on his bare shoulder, Harry shrugged it off as he replied. "Yes, sir. I've got everything covered." Subtly making sure to do a quick check of the pockets in his swim trucks where the Gillyweed was stored.
Before Bagman could ask what Harry's plan was, Dumbledore quickly called him back to the judge's table.
With a last encouraging smile, Bagman moved back to the judges as he cast Sonorus on his throat. "Welcome everyone, to the Second Task of the Tri-Wizard Tournament!" His voice boomed out across the dark water, "Our Champions will have precisely ONE HOUR to recover something precious that has been taken from them."
Motioning towards the massive clock at the top of the middle stand, he continued. "Their time will start once the clock strikes NOON!"
Everyone watched with bated breath as the clock showed 11:59. The entire area was so silent that they could hear the seconds hand ticking. As it reached the last few seconds, Bagman counted out loud for everyone to hear. "Three…Two…ONE!"
When the clock struck 12:00, a horn went off, signaling the start of the Second Task as the crowd cheered.
Fleur quickly turned to summon a powder-blue scarf from Marietta's hands before wrapping it around her mouth before she dove into the water.
Since they couldn't bring anything other than their wands into each Task, they had come up with the plan to bypass it by having one of their friends hold the scarf and Fleur could just using the Summoning charm to take it.
She took a second to get her bearings before swimming after Harry, who had already swallowed the first half of his Gillyweed and was testing out his new webbed hands and feet. Krum had gone with his same plan as the storybooks and transfigured his head into a shark's before taking off.
Fleur shivered at the icy cold water that seared her skin as if it was fire. Trying to ignore the feeling, she started swimming in the direction that Harry was going, following his trail of bubbles down into the inky blackness of the Black Lake's depths.
…
Harry propelled himself through the water, his webbed hands and feet allowing him to move seamlessly. Spotting Krum's half-Transfigured body chasing after a school of fish, he shook his head disappointedly. 'That's what happens when you try to Transfigure yourself without preparation.'
To be fair to Krum, Durmstrang was a school that focused more on Dark Arts than Transfiguration.
As he swam deeper into the Black Lake, he made sure never to go too far from Fleur, keeping the sight of her white-gold hair within view so that he could help her if something happens.
Passing by a patch of light-green seaweed, looking like a meadow of overgrown grass, he noticed a Grindylow poke its horned head out for a moment before disappearing. As a precaution in their plans, Harry made sure to remind Fleur that she shouldn't swim into any weeds, as packs of Grindylows typically hunted in them.
Breathing a sigh of relief as he noticed her white-gold hair swim around the seaweed patch, Harry made his way towards the Merpeople city down at the deepest point in the Lake.
…
Everything was going far too well…and sure enough, something went wrong.
From the dark depths underneath Harry, several tentacles come racing through the water towards him.
Wide-eyed, he whipped out his wand as fast as the water allowed before throwing a Banishing curse at them. "Depulso!" He shouted through the water.
Unfortunately, the water slowed the movement of the spell, and he had to twist out of the way as the tentacle's tips almost reached him before being banished away. One of the tentacles had been far enough away from the Banishing curse that it was able to bypass the spell and wrap around his ankle.
Jabbing his ebony wand at the tentacle, Harry cast a hasty Cutting curse, watching as the spell dug into the flesh but didn't cut clean through.
For the first time, Harry wished that his wand wasn't as good with Transfiguration spells, and better with Charms.
He started to panic as he swam away from the Giant Squid, who had now moved up from its position at the bottom of the Lake and gave chase.
The reason for his panic was that the Giant Squid had never been this aggressive before, and he realized with dread that whoever had released the Dragons, had now cursed the Squid to attack him.
…
There was little he could do besides throw Banishing charms and Cutting curses over his shoulder as he swam away from the Squid. Transfiguration was almost impossible to use underwater with how slow it took his magic to travel to an object.
Before he could react, the Giant Squids tentacles wrapped around him and started to crush his body. Groaning in agony, Harry could feel his bones creaking from the pressure being exerted on his ribs.
As his vision started to fade, a speck of white-gold came swimming through the water before several spells slammed into the body of the Giant Squid.
An ear-splitting screech reverberated through the water as Squid's tentacles let go of the almost limp body of Harry.
While his vision finally started to come back to him, Harry watched as Fleur continued throwing spells at the trail of blood leaking from the retreating Squid. Even with her Veela side disliking that she was underwater, Fleur's talents in Charms as preparation for becoming an Enchantress meant that she was still a forced to be reckoned with.
When she felt sure enough that the Giant Squid wouldn't come back, Fleur rushed to check his body for wounds before pulling him into a hug. Pulling back, she seemed to want to say something, but with the scarf over her mouth and not being able to speak underwater, all she could do was point at his watch.
Glancing down at it, Harry reached into his other pocket to pull out the second half of Gillyweed. He had barely a minute left before the transformation would go away.
When the last minute went out and the gills and webbing on his limbs disappeared, Harry quickly chewed and swallowed the second batch. Thankfully, the transformation happened almost instantly, and soon the two of them were back to swimming in the direction of the Merperson village.
…
At long last, they heard a haunting mersong echoing throughout the area.
"…An hour long you'll have to look,
And to recover what we took.
Your time's almost gone, so tarry not,
Lest what you seek stays here to rot…"
Swimming past a cluster of crude stone dwellings stained with algae, they noticed Merpeople watching them from the cut-outs of windows. The further they swam, the more dwellings they saw until they came to an area where a whole crowd of Merpeople floated in front of the houses, surrounding a massive statue of a Merperson with a large trident.
Bound to the tail of the stone statue by thick ropes, three people floated in the water, their skin pale and bodies drifting back and forth.
Spotting Cho and Hermione tied next to the girl who was Krum's date to the Yule Ball, Harry and Fleur raced over to them, keeping an eye on the Merpeople watching silently.
Pressing the tip of their wands against the ropes, Harry and Fleur cast the Cutting curse to free their friends before grabbing a hand in theirs. Their hostage in their grasp, the two turned to face each other.
With a nod, they raised their wands in the air, pointing towards the surface as they cast, "Ascendio!".
Their bodies rose quickly through the water, though Fleur moved slower as she had to cast it silently, but her skill in Charms made up for the lack of power.
…
Their heads breached the surface at almost the same time, feeling the cold, clear air on their wet faces as they slowly swam towards the stands in the distance.
Cho and Hermione gasped as they woke from whatever spell they were under. Flailing their arms around for a second, the girls were quickly calmed by Harry and Fleur, who started directing them towards the stands.
They could hear the crowd cheering as they came within sight, and multiple hands reached out to help pull them out of the icy water. Harry was grateful that the Gillyweed transformation had disappeared as he swam with the others towards the stands, otherwise he would have had to wait to get out of the water.
Glancing at the clock, he noticed that there was only ten minutes left until the end of the Second Task, and Krum was still nowhere to be seen.
As the clock counted down to the last three minutes, Krum eventually popped out of the water with his hostage in tow. Quickly being pulled out of the water, his face looked green before he turned and puked chunks of fish bodies into the Lake.
Madam Pomfrey checked them all over, shoving a potion down Krum's throat as the green color of his face finally went away while she used a charm to fix some of the bruising to Harry's ribs from the Giant Squid's tentacles.
With a final diagnostic spell to make sure everyone was okay, Pomfrey nodded to the judges who began calculating everyone's scores.
…
Dumbledore went over to speak to a Merperson in some kind of ceremonial headdress as Maxime and Karkaroff came over to congratulate their champions. The only person to not make their way over was Ludo, who stared in shock at Harry before grinning as he turned to speak to the Weasley twins.
'Did he seem angry for second?' Harry thought, noticing that the man's smile didn't quite reach his eyes. Though from the way that the Weasley twins were celebrating, perhaps the man just lost a bet with them.
Turning away from watching Bagman and the twins, Harry pulled Fleur into a hug as he kissed her deeply. "Thank you for saving me, Flower." He whispered.
Fleur smirked as she pecked him on the lips back, "Always, 'Arry."
Next to them, Cho and Marietta rolled their eyes at the sappiness before pulling the couple into a group hug. In the distance, Dumbledore's voice called out for the judges to gather.
Eventually, Bagman's voice boomed out over the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have reached out decision!"
The crowd hushed as they listened intently to the scores. "Viktor Krum, who used an incomplete form of Transfiguration, and took the longest to get his hostage…we award him, 35 Points!" Everyone cheered for Krum, though Karkaroff's face looked furious as he clapped along with the Durmstrang crowd.
"Fleur Delacour, who used a marvelous self-enchanted scarf, and tied in getting her hostage out first…we award her, 43 Points!" The Beauxbatons contingent cheered loudly for Fleur as Harry and the girls hugged her in congratulations.
"Harry Potter, who used Gillyweed to great effect, and tied in getting his hostage out first…we award him, 41 Points!" The Hogwarts students cheered loudly for Harry, though the Beauxbatons students celebrated even louder at their Champion taking first in the Task.
Bagman waited until the crowd settled down before continuing. "The Third and Final Task will take place at dusk, on the Twenty-Fourth of June!" He announced, "The Champions will be notified of what is coming, precisely one month beforehand. Thank you all for coming today, and cheering on our Champions!"
Breathing a sigh of relief that the Second Task was finally over, Harry turned to follow the girls as Madam Pomfrey motioned the Champions and their hostages onto the largest boat that would take them away from the Black Lake.
- Timeskip: Months Later -
As the months started to go by, the weather thankfully began to warm up as the winter frost and snow melted, making way for drier temperatures that allowed everyone to start shedding their thick jackets.
Harry and Fleur continued to make use of their Champion's privilege to go out on dates, spending time by the lake as they talked about the future and their lives. Fleur regaled him with several tales about what she was like growing up, and how she had dreamed as a young girl of becoming the greatest Enchantress in the magical world.
Now, she wanted to take over her family's business and expand it to every corner of the magical world. Introducing new enchanted clothing and other luxuries until the Delacour name became synonymous with Enchanting, like the Flamel name is with Alchemy.
They also discussed with Cho and Marietta at length about Harry's willingness to move to France. The girls were supportive, but also sad that they wouldn't get to see him as often.
Things were finally starting to calm down until one day when Harry and Fleur decided to take a stroll through Hogsmeade.
…
There were the usual shops open up to the students walking around, including several small stands set up on the main road that were selling different types of magical knickknacks. One was even selling jewelry which drew Fleur's attention.
"What about these?" Harry asked, pointing at a set of silver earrings with sapphires in them.
Fleur spotted them as well, and tried to hide her interest in them as she shrugged. "They are pretty."
As much as she tried to hide it, her eyes kept wandering back to them as she looked at the other jewelry the stand had to offer. Chuckling at how bad of a liar she was, Harry waited until she moved over to another stand before speaking the salesman and asked to purchase the earrings.
"Of course! Will that be everything?" Harry nodded in reply, quickly paying for them as he put the small package in his pocket.
Turning to catch up with Fleur, the salesman stopped him. "Would you like to purchase this necklace as well? I will give it to you for quite the discount."
Glancing back at the salesman, Harry noticed that there was a cloth in his hands, not letting his skin touch the metal of an opal necklace.
Before Harry could turn him down, Fleur shouted. "'ARRY! GET AWAY FROM HIM!"
The salesman reacted to her words by lunging at Harry, trying to press the necklace into his skin. Before the necklace could reach him, Fleur had already whipped out her wand and banished the salesman away.
As the man flew back, the cloth over his hands slipped, causing his finger to make contact with the necklace.
The crowd of people who had poked their heads out of the shops to see what was going on, watched fearfully with wide eyes as the salesman floated into the air before he started screaming and thrashing around wildly.
It was a terrifying few moments as everyone came rushing out to witness the man being tortured in full view of the street, before the curse ended and he fell to the ground.
Several of the shopkeepers ran into their stores to call the Aurors, who were there within moments, taking the salesman to Saint Mungo's while a few stayed to check the cursed necklace.
A tall bald man with dark skin came over to speak with Harry and Fleur.
"Auror Shacklebolt, what can you tell me about what happened?" Shacklebolt asked, his eyes straining to not stare at Fleur as her passive allure kept drawing his attention away.
"I'm not sure…one second I'm about to walk away, and then he's offering to give me a necklace at a massive discount. Before I could turn him down, Fleur shouted for me to get away." Harry replied, shrugging in confusion. "Next thing I know; he's lunging at me with the necklace before Fleur was able to banish him."
Shacklebolt nodded, turning to Fleur, "Why did you shout for him to get away?"
Fleur ignored his slightly dazed look as she recalled what happened. "I 'ad 'eard him call out to 'Arry…and when I looked over, I could sense the curse on the necklace."
"I see." He replied, shaking off the allure again as he let them leave. "That'll be all for now, thank you for your time."
Before they could walk away, Shacklebolt spoke directly to Harry. "I would recommend, Mr. Potter, that you be on the lookout for anything suspicious from now on."
"Why?"
Shacklebolt grimaced as he replied. "The salesman was bewitched with the Imperius curse. We don't know who cast it, and they may very well try again."
Harry and Fleur glanced at each other worriedly. "For now, you both should make your way back to Hogwarts where you'll be safe." With a final wave, he turned to speak with a few other people who were witnesses to the event.
Frowning, Harry and Fleur decided to cut their date short and head back to the carriages before returning to Hogwarts to tell Cho and Marietta what happened.
As they sat together inside the carriage, Harry reflected on what happened. 'Wasn't Draco supposed to buy the necklace in two years? Did he send it after me, or was it whoever put me in the tournament that bought it? I mean…I've barely interacted with Draco the last few years.'
It's possible that Draco did it, but Harry thought that it was more likely that the person who put him in the tournament was getting desperate.
He had spoken with Fleur at length, and they came to the conclusion that whoever entered him into the tournament wanted to get Harry away from Hogwarts by causing him to be wounded enough that he'd need to be sent to St. Mungo's.
Fleur had mentioned that her father told her St. Mungo's used to be ransacked nearly every week by the Death Eaters during the Civil Blood War. Which would make it an easy place for someone to grab Harry while he was recovering.
Luckily for them, there were no other major events that happened after the Hogsmeade trip, and they could focus on the Third Task that was rapidly approaching.
- Timeskip: Month before the Third Task-
On the last week of May, Minerva came to get Harry and Fleur for a meeting with the Champions.
"You both need be down at the Quidditch Pitch tonight at 9 o'clock." She told them, "Mr. Bagman will be there to tell the Champions about the Third Task."
Nodding, they thanked her for the message as they went down to the Great Hall for lunch.
…
At half past eight that night, Harry and Fleur made their way down to the Quidditch Pitch, where Krum was already waiting next to an excited Ludo Bagman.
"Hello there!" He called out, stepping over the hedges as he and Krum met them half way.
"Well, what d'you think?" He asked, motioning to the once smooth and flat field, now covered in long, low walls of hedges that twisted and crisscrossed in every direction.
"Growing nicely, aren't they? Give them a month and they'll be twenty feet tall!" Bagman exclaimed, spreading his hands out wide as he looked out at the field for a moment. "Now, I imagine you can guess what we're making here?"
"Maze." Krum grunted; his surly face turned to the field as his beady eyes looked out at the hedges.
"That's right!" said Bagman, "A maze! The Third Task is fairly straightforward…The Tri-Wizard Cup will be placed in the center of the maze, and the first Champion to touch it will win the Tournament!"
Fleur spoke up after he finished, "We simply 'ave to get through the maze?"
"There will be obstacles, of course." Bagman assured, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Hagrid, the gamekeeper, will be providing a number of creatures…and there will be spells that must be broken…all sorts of things, you know." He had started counting on his fingers as he tried to remember everything that will be involved.
"Now, the Champions who are leading in points will get a head start into the maze." He motioned to Harry, who was in the lead by 1 point. "First, Mr. Potter will enter the maze first. After 30 seconds, Ms. Delacour will go in. And after 1 minute, Mr. Krum will enter. But don't worry, you'll all have a fighting chance, depending on how well you get past the obstacles."
Grinning at the nervous Champions, Bagman added, "Should be fun, eh?" They all nodded politely.
"Very well…if you haven't got any questions, we should all go back up to the castle now. It's getting a bit chilly out here…" Bagman finished, hurrying off towards the castle as the three Champions followed behind him.
- Morning of the Third Task-
Harry and Fleur slowly ate through a small plate of food the morning of the Third Task. Their nerves were high, and they struggled to stomach what food they could as Minerva once again came over to their table to deliver a message.
"Harry, Fleur, the Champions are to congregate in the side-chamber of the Great Hall after breakfast." She smiled reassuringly at them, seeing their nervous glances to each other. "Your families have been invited to watch the Final Task, and you're allowed to greet them before the event."
Blinking, Harry turned to the now beaming Fleur before they finished their meals and walked quickly over to the side-chamber. Krum slouched as he got up from the Slytherin table before following them over to the door.
As they stepped into the chamber, Krum quickly made his way over to a corner, where a dark-haired couple was standing before speaking rapidly in Bulgarian to them.
On the other side of the room, Harry and Fleur spotted her mother Apolline and her little sister Gabrielle speaking with a shaggy black-haired man. "Sirius?"
Sirius turned around to reveal a wolfish grin on his face. "Hey Pup! Thought I'd come and watch you compete." Placing a comforting hand on Harry's shoulder, Sirius leaned down to whisper. "You didn't tell me your girlfriend was a Veela!"
The welcome from Sirius wasn't as warm as the crushing hug Fleur's mother gave her, but the hand on the shoulder was more than enough for Harry.
He and Sirius would most likely never develop the type of relationship where they would be comfortable hugging each other, but what they had now worked for the both of them.
Wiping a fake tear from his eye, Sirius dramatically proclaimed, "Oh, if only James was here to see it…He'd be so proud!" Giving a teasing grin, he added, "And so jealous!"
That got them both laughing, drawing the attention of Fleur and her family, who came over to greet them.
Apolline wasted no time in pulling Harry into a hug. "Harry! So good to see you!" She exclaimed, pulling back to look him over for a second. "Oh my! You've certainly grown since the last time we saw you." Her English was fantastic, with barely an accent in her tone as she spoke.
Fleur's mother was dressed in a beautiful dark blue summer dress, with a high neckline that strained to cover her massive chest. She had cut her white-gold hair shorter, reaching the bottom of her neck, and fashioned into slight curls that framed her breathtaking face.
At her side, Gabrielle was dressed in a smaller version of the powder-blue female Beauxbatons uniform, with the matching hat covering her similar white-gold hair.
When Apolline pulled back from the hug, Gabrielle took her place and hugged him around the waist, staring up with the same sapphire blue eyes that her mother and sister had. "It's so great to see you! I have sooo much to tell you about my classes and friends at Beauxbatons. We've all been rooting for you to do well, though we still want Fleur to win, no offense…" Gabriella rambled on in rapid French that Harry struggled to keep up with. She had recently started Beauxbatons this year, and Fleur had been flooded with letters about all of her little sister's classes.
It was a struggle to understand everything she was trying to tell him. His fluency in French had greatly improved with Fleur's help, in return for helping her improve her English; but when someone started speaking quickly, it got a lot more difficult for him to understand.
Sirius apparently didn't speak a word of French, and was watching confused as the little Veela babbled on, though he chuckled at Harry's face.
Finally, Apolline cleared her throat as she pulled a now-blushing Gabrielle away. "As I said, it's wonderful to see you again. Unfortunately, Jacques is unable to make it this morning. He will, however, be joining us for the Third Task." She smiled, and it was only thanks to being around Fleur as long as he had, that her unbelievably gorgeous smile caused very little reaction.
"We thought, perhaps, you wouldn't mind giving us a tour of Hogwarts? We have the whole day together, and Gabrielle has been dying to see everything."
Agreeing, Harry and Sirius led the way as they walked around the ground of the school. The bright, sunny morning making for great weather as Sirius regaled them all with memories of Hogwarts, and all of the pranks he pulled with Harry's father and friends.
…
Thankfully, while Gabrielle still struggled with speaking English, she could at least understand it. So when Sirius started telling stories of all the pranks he did, she was absolutely riveted; which gave Harry and Fleur time to talk with Apolline.
"Fleur told me that you are willing to move to France to be with her." Apolline commented, watching with a soft smile as Gabrielle giggled at a particular line in Sirius's story.
"I did." Harry nodded, feeling Fleur squeeze his hand in hers gently as they walked across the grass by the Black Lake.
"Would that not affect your role as the future Lord of House Black?" She questioned, watching his eyebrows raise in surprise. "Jacques wanted to know what kind of person you are, and one of his sources revealed that Sirius had made you his Heir."
Pausing, Harry realized that he never asked what Jacques did for work, the most that he ever learned was that the man worked for the French Ministry in some capacity. Now, he was wondering just how high up in the Ministry the man was.
"I've talked to Sirius about it, and he explained that a Lord only needs to show up once a month for meetings and the rare emergency sessions. All I'll need to do is take an international portkey for that day, and be aware of any Floo calls or owls."
The Wizengamot's monthly sessions usually covered any proposals that were being put forth for vote, and all of the information on them would be sent by owl to each of the Lords and Ladies.
Apolline hummed as she thought for a moment. "And you're willing to leave your home and move to France for my daughter?" Her question was polite, but there was a definite challenge in her tone.
"Of course." Harry replied immediately, not backing down or hesitating in the slightest. "Wherever she goes, that's where home is to me." The peck on the cheek from a beaming Fleur almost made him look away from the older goddess, whose familiar sapphire blue eyes were staring back at him.
After several seconds of intense staring, Apolline's face bloomed into a gorgeous smile.
"Wonderful!" She clapped, her expression becoming quite similar to Gabrielle's as she bounced on her feet, causing her massive chest to bounce hypnotically underneath her dress. "Then we'll need to see about getting you both your own place in France…I doubt you'll want to be staying in the same house as us."
Out of the corner of his eye, Harry spotted Fleur nodding emphatically. Grinning, he tried not to let Apolline's bouncing chest distract him as he replied. "I think we'd both love that."