Only you

PRELUDE TO THE STORM

The next day, still frustrated from his encounters with Hermione the day before, Harry was walking through the corridors towards the minister's office, when he heard two very familiar voices. One was Hermione's and the other seemed to be Bertram's.

He was not wrong. Hermione and Bertram were talking around the corner of that corridor and he decided to hide to spy on them. He felt his blood boil and jealousy wash over him when he saw Bertram leaning in to kiss Hermione. However, to his relief, she pulled away.

"I'm sorry, but I can't do this Bertram" the brunette clarified, moving her head to avoid the kiss on the lips, "You're handsome and you can have any woman you want. But that's not me."

"Why?" Asked the blue-eyed man a little disappointed.

"I... I'm in love with Harry and that's not going to change. Sorry Bertram," Hermione clarified apologetically.

Harry had completely hidden in the corner with his back against the wall, listening to their conversation and a few minutes later he moved from there and continued on his way with a smile on his face, knowing that Hermione still loved him.

The raven spent the next few hours in his office finishing his paperwork, while his head kept reminding him of what he had heard from Hermione, his heart beating faster every time he thought of her.

His good mood was short-lived, for when he left his office, heading for the elevator, he bumped into the person who had caused the misunderstanding with Hermione, his smile fell and his brow furrowed.

Amelie, his former apprentice, was blocking his way.

"But what...? What are you doing here?" asked the jet confused and with disappointment in his voice.

The veela widened her smile, and it is that she had achieved her goal after days of struggling to return.

And it is that when she was notified that she had been transferred to another ministry of magic, she quickly moved to return to the attractive Harry Potter, she was obsessed and was not going to give up so easily.

It took several days, but with her veela charm, she "persuaded" her superiors from that other ministry to promote her, succeeding almost immediately and once she obtained the title she wanted, she just waited for the opportunity to request her re-entry into the british ministry of magic.

With a lot of luck Amelie, she was approved to return as a special agent in the internal affairs department, maybe she would no longer be an auror, but she would definitely be working internally, so she rushed her arrival without wasting time and the first thing she did was look for the green-eyed auror.

"Harry," the Veela said sweetly.

"No, no... you... but... it's supposed to... " stammered the jet, scared that something like that would happen again, because he didn't want Hermione to accidentally witness a scene like that again.

Amelie launched herself at the auror, hooking her arms around his waist and leaning up slightly to kiss him. However, this time Harry was faster and moved away, putting distance.

"No! Not this time!" exclaimed the jet.

The veela tried again to approach him, but Harry stretched out his arms to stop her.

"I said no!" Harry yelled in annoyance, visibly fed up with the girl.

"But... " the veela tried to refute.

"No! It's enough! I'm tired of repeating the same thing to you! I'm not interested in you!" Harry exclaimed.

The veela shook off Harry's arms and looked at him surprised at his behavior, the green-eyed man loosened his jaw, letting out a loud sigh to calm his annoyance.