Veela and her wolf

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Ch 11

bold- thoughts

italics is spoken in french

Daughter of the dark and moon

hidden in mud

Will meet her match with a bird of prey

Their union will be realized in a fury of

Fur joining feathers.

Destined to turn the tide

of the greatest war

Their love will save us all

Fleur

Swift inhumanly fast air rushing past almost through her was what she was feeling as she clung to her nearly naked mate.

Mate! Mon dieu I have found my mate! I can't believe I really found my mate!

Fleur didn't care who Hermione's birth father was, she didn't care that she turned into the sexiest wolf she had ever seen. And when she first shifted back naked...Fleur didn't know it was possible but she became even more beautiful, strong, fierce and yes, definitely sexy. In the blink of an eye she shot up half a foot and grew well defined still feminine muscles. She could feel through the thin layer of her own cape the swell of her generous breast pressing into her wolf's perfect chest. Her center to her mates stomach moving in delicious friction with every step. So close to her early naked unmarked mate was driving her close to madness. Knowing it was herself whom was keeping her mate's modesty in tact with both her own body and her clothing stirred something deep in the Veela.

Hermione moved with such grace Fleur thought, as she clung tighter to her wolf. Her wolf, the thought brought a smile to her face, she had always been told children of the moon were beasts when transformed, but she saw nothing of that. Instead Hermione's protectiveness came out, and with her she was docile almost, very loving. How she had checked her own beast over for injuries was the most tender experience she had ever had in her young life. Fleur pondered if her mate truly was a child of the moon or something else, had a Veela ever mated to a wolf before? She would have to ask her maman to be sure. Her father...what would her father think? He was such a loving man, and his family in America were vampires, so maybe he wouldn't care? Maybe he would have some insight...That is a subject for another time either way.

A plan had to be formed to fully claim her wolf in front of her fellow beauxbaton students. The carriage would definitely know who her little wolf belongs to! Even now her jealousy and temper flared at the thought of other women getting to enjoy HER MATE before her! But she shook her head and nuzzled into the incredibly warm neck and cheek of the woman holding her. She squeezed everywhere a little bit harder at the thought and received a deep approval rumble in the chest holding her. The look on her wolf's face the moment Fleur had put two and two together about her mate and petit louve was, now, comical. Even in her transformed self she was adorable. After she had transformed back naked, Fleur's Veela brain had nearly short circuited and all sense of thought left her body except for her lust for her mate...till she remembered why she made her mate shift back. The wolf kneeling pledging her loyalty, love, and fealty melted her anger and soothed her Veela.

She knew she would never wait long to want to mark her mate, it just wasn't who Veela were. She knew who her mate was at an instant, so why wait? She also surmised that being a true-wizard champion would push Hermione's protective instincts to the limit. The males at Hogwarts were another thing all together. As protective as Veela could be, Fleur had a feeling her wolf would be tenacious and just as possessive as her Veela.

Then there were the Bulgarians...Krum, Fleur worried this would not be the last she had heard of the dunderhead. Would he harm her mate, or try to break them apart? Not that he would be successful, but it worried her nonetheless. When she walked up on the two, she had just barely seen the dark mark appear on his forearm and his stupid claims before the confrontation erupted and she jumped in. What she hadn't expected was to lock eyes with who would turn out to be her mate! The tussle with Victor had not been all that surprising, but The boy who lived helping was a shock. She had heard of their friendship, and had also heard voldey-pants had killed his parents and tried to kill him. She wondered if that friendship could endure, but apparently he was truly a remarkable young wizard and friend to give her mate a chance to explain before judging.