Harry Potter One Shots

My Triwizard Champion (Fleur Delacour)

Well done to those of you that managed to figure out that this one shot is about Madame Fleur Isabelle Delacour! I hope you enjoy this one, my darlings!

"Now, please join me in welcoming the lovely pupils of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their Headmistress Madame Maxine!" Dumbledore announced and no sooner had the words left his lips, the doors to the Great Hall swung open and the most beautiful people I had ever seen in my life strode in.

I watched awe struck as the danced elegantly into the Great Hall, bowing once they reached the end of the Hall. I joined the rest of the school in welcoming them with thunderous applause and grinned as they joined us at the Ravenclaw table. A beautiful blonde girl, around my age, sat next to me and shot me a dazzling smile before shivering a little, her silk uniform not doing much against the cold of the Great Hall.

"Here," I said shrugging off my sapphire robes and offering them to her. "They'll keep you warmer." I told her she took it hesitantly but smiled when she visibly stopped shivery a few seconds later.

"Thank you," She said, her French accent strongly visible.

"Welcome." I said with a small smile before turning to watch the Durmstrang delegation walk in.

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Myself and Fleur spent most days together after that initial introduction on Halloween. I managed to calm her down when she found out about the dragons but I seemed unable to do anything about her current reason for panicking.

"I mean, no preperation! Nothing! How am I meant to match what you wear! You've got to wear something that accents silver! Like a lavender or a pale blue. Sacrebleu!" She said her accent becoming stronger the more she talked for

"Fleur!" I called out cutting her off. The French woman turned to me as I called out her name. "Why do I need to match what you're wearing?"

"You haven't been told yet?" She asked to which I shook my head. "There's to be a Yule Ball!" She exclaimed. "And you're going with me." She added quickly, leaving no room for arguments. "I don't with to go with some drooling boy." She added sniffing haughtily.

"What about a drooling girl?" I asked with a smirk to which she smiled.

"Why do you think I asked you." She said.

"I haven't said yes, yet." I said with a raised eyebrow which she returned.

"You don't need to." She purred, her accent stronger.

I tolled my eyes. "What colour dress do I need then?"

Fleur looked me over assessing me before deciding. "Pale Blue."

I smiled. "Pale Blue it is then. Now, will you calm down?" I asked opening my arms as she relaxed into them.

"Oui." She murmured as I began to stroke her hair soothingly.

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Fleur had asked me out on a date the evening of the Yule Ball and we had been happily dating ever since. I was walking back to the Ravenclaw Common Room having said goodnight to her when I was met by Professor Flitwick and Cho Chang

"Ahhhh, Miss Sanders, there you are. If you could follow me please."

"Of course, Professor."