Only you

VEELA

Harry and Hermione had been a couple for about five months, but that didn't mean jealousy didn't exist.

One morning when Hermione was on her way to the Auror training office to say hello and good morning to Harry, when she got to the office and opened the door, she was met with a scene that broke her heart. One of the new apprentices who was apparently a veela, because she had noticed that most of the male staff in the ministry drooled over her. Of course, she hadn't seen Harry drool over her, but when she saw what was in front of her, she couldn't help but wonder if he was drawn to the veela's charms and her eyes filled with tears.

Amelie Leclerc, a beautiful French veela of medium height, had dyed her hair dark brown, leaving its waves unchanged and bright blue eyes. And of course, something that men looked at her with fascination, were her sensual curves and her beautiful perfect body, something that brought out the insecurity of many women, including Hermione.

This girl, it was known throughout the ministry, had a certain interest in the chosen one like most women in the magical world.

Determined to get the auror, she entered the training room quite early, knowing that the jet would arrive well in advance to prepare for class.

Harry was surprised to see her arrive so early; he greeted her politely as he asked what she was doing so early.

"I want to train more, I want to be the best, and for this I think I should have more training" the Veela said with confidence.

Harry nodded as he stepped aside to give her room to train, but Amelie had other plans.

"Huh? Could I train with you? I've practiced a new muggle defense move, but I don't know if it's safe to practice it with any of my classmates, would you help me?" Amelie asked feigning innocence.

Harry was going to shake his head when the girl quickly approached him and attacked him with a blow to his right side.

The jet reacted quickly and managed to dodge the blow while putting his body in defense mode.

Amelie spread her legs and flexed them in preparation for her planned move and without warning, the veela slithered as if to attack Harry's legs, when instead it hooked and knocked him down.

The green-eyed man fell on his back, placed his hands on the nape of his neck protecting that area, which the apprentice took advantage of to place herself on top of him and with impressive speed planted a kiss on him.

At that precise moment, Hermione appeared through the door, seeing that kiss that had nothing innocent. Surprised, Harry brought his hands to the veela's waist to pull her away from him.

The brunette emitted a groan of pain that reached the ears of the jet-black, who, realizing that she was there and that she had surely misunderstood what had happened, stood up abruptly, causing the apprentice to get off, and without thinking, he left fired behind her when he saw her run off.

He knew that Hermione was several meters ahead of him, because when he left, he couldn't tell where she had run, so he continued between walking and jogging to look for her.

''I needed to explain to her what had happened. This couldn't be happening."

He had arrived at Hermione's office, but she wasn't there, so he went to Ron, but to his bad luck, she didn't go to him.

His red-haired friend, very worried, asked him what had happened, so he had to take a few minutes to explain.

"It was a mistake, a misunderstanding. Amelie came early and wanted to train Muggle-Style... she was defending me when she put me in a headlock and I ended up on the ground and in a blink of an eye she was on top of me" Harry explained with desperation in his voice, causing Ron to widen his eyes in disbelief he heard, but encouraged his friend to continue.