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Chapter 54 - Magic Dance
Dimension: 563 - Earth
Date: 31stAugust 2001 AD
Country: France - The French Riviera - Marseeleveyre Mountains
Location: Chateau Delacour
Time: Afternoon
Harry and Fleur appeared in the Chateau's Sitting Room, barely managing to reach the sofa before collapsing in hysterics.
"Arry...." gasped Fleur in between bouts of laughter "That was....that was brilliant, their....their faces...."
"It was good wasn't it?" Smiled Harry as he managed to get control over his laughter "I don't think they will be forgetting that in a while."
"I take it you enjoyed yourselves." Smiled Delphine as she walked in "Who won?"
"Arry of course," replied Fleur "Against me, Colleen and Monique."
"Three of you!" she exclaimed "I though it was only supposed to be two."
"It was," replied Harry "But Monique and Colleen drew, they have killed each other in their duel. I had to face all three at once, but thanks to Colleen's temper and my Occlumency training it was a lot easier than it would have been if it had just been two of them."
"What do you mean?" asked Delphine.
"He used his Occlumency training to resist her Veela powers and got her so angry in the last match that she wasn't concentrating; he managed to get her to take both of us out, before throwing one of her own fireballs back at her."
"He did what?" she exclaimed, turning to Harry "How did you do that, Adam hasn't even started teaching you to be an Elemental?"
"I used the link and what I remember from seeing you and Gabrielle controlling fire, I literally caught the fireball out of the air, I was surprised it worked actually, the first time it didn't." he explained uncurling the fingers on his right hand to reveal burnt skin.
"Oh Arry!" exclaimed Fleur as she and her mother quickly drew their wands and aiming them at his hand "Why didn't you say something?"
"It's not that bad." He replied "I've had worse."
"That's beside the point." Replied Fleur hotly, annoyed that her mate would insist on being so stubborn regarding his health "What am I going to do with you?" she sighed.
"Well, you could always....join me on a picnic."
"I could always...." she stuttered before realising what he had said "We could do what?"
Dimitri walked into the room carrying a hamper.
"Join me on a picnic." He repeated taking the hamper "Lunch is all packed."
"You....I....pardon?"
"Join me on a picnic please My Lady."
"I....I....ok." she stuttered.
"Excellent." he smiled putting the hamper down "Lets go and get changed into something more appropriate and then we can get going."
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Fifteen minute later they were heading up the slope behind the Chateau; Harry dressed in a simple pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a jacket and Fleur in a simple light blue sundress, still fairly stunned that Harry had thought of this.
"Where did you get the idea for a picnic?"
"I was trying to think of something special we could do for our last day before we go to Hogwarts, a picnic seemed like a good idea."
"It was," she smiled "I haven't had a picnic in years."
"Here we are." smiled Harry as they reached a flatter area of the slope.
The area was like a small Eden, a couple of willow trees provided shade from the bright afternoon sun, a small stream trickled its way between them before running into a small natural pond just below them then continued down the hill towards the Chateau.
Dragonflies and butterflies were all around them and birds could be heard calling from the hedges accompanied by the sound of the occasional grasshoppers.
"I always liked this place." Smiled Fleur "I used to love to sit up here and watch the sun go down."
"Take a seat." Smiled Harry as he spread a large blanket out on the ground and began to unpack the food "Dinner is served."
Fleur was shocked by how much preparation Harry had done for this, the food alone was obviously well thought out. There were apples, pears, oranges, melons, pineapples, blueberries, blackberries, strawberries, red and while grapes. The sandwiches were also as varied; egg mayonnaise, chicken, turkey, tuna and sweet corn, cheese and pickle, smoked salmon, and several types of pâté, and on top of all that there were chicken drum sticks, sausage rolls, slices of turkey and ham, several types of a Muggle food that Fleur was later told were called crisps and she wasn't even going to get into the various drinks, cakes and desserts.
"Arry....how long have you been planning this?" she asked sitting down beside him as he began to pour her some champagne.
"Since halfway through our meal in the restaurant," he smiled, handing her a glass while he poured out his own "I wanted to take you out to dinner, but never having gone out like that before I would still be very out of my element, but a picnic is more relaxed and personnel, not to mention I have never been on a picnic before."
"Never?" she asked.
"No, this is my first; I just hope I don't muck it up."
"Somehow....I don't think you will." She smiled, holding her glass out "To firsts."
"To firsts."
They spent the next few hours quietly drinking, eating, serving each other food and discussing old times, Fleur telling Harry about her life before he had met her, about the time she had first been introduced to the Veela Matriarch, when she first met Colleen, (which was remarkably similar account to the time when Harry had met Malfoy except it had been Colleen's parents shop and that Fleur was older than Colleen), the time she first managed to control fire and almost set the Chateau on fire and her first disastrous attempt at flying when she ended up crashing into one of the Chateau's ponds.
Harry then told her of the first time he had flown, his first run in with Fluffy, the time Dobby had appeared at the Dursley's, flying to Hogwarts in the car and his favourite scene of all; Draco being turned into a ferret, that story got a nice laugh from both of them.
It was surprising that they had been together for the temporal equivalent of nine months and they had never really just sat down and talked about their pasts, they had of course talked about certain parts but not a conversation dedicated entirely to it.
"That was wonderful Arry," Smiled Fleur as she put down her empty bowl, previously filled with strawberries and cream "Most appetising."
"Thanks." He blushed, shifting back so that his back was against one of the trees "I'm glad you liked it."
"I would be very surprised if I didn't." she smiled as she moved so that she was sitting between his legs, leaning back against him before resting her head on his shoulder. "What did you have planned for the rest of the evening?"
"Well for one," he began, reaching into the hamper "I want to give you this."
He brought out a small box.
"Oh Arry, you shouldn't have." She beamed kissing him on the cheek, opening the lid of the box revealed a small round sphere containing silvery smoke.
"A feelings sphere." She gasped "Already filled, what's in it?"
"Touch it and find out." He smiled.
She looked at him curiously before lifting the sphere out of its box and squeezing.
As the feelings inside were released she was thankful that she was sitting against Harry, if she had been standing she would have collapsed at the weight of feelings that came crashing into her.
She instantly new exactly what the feeling was, it was all Harry's feelings for her, not just his love, but what he felt whenever they came back together after a day apart, what he felt when she kissed him and held him, what he felt when she congratulated him for winning the Duelling Competition, what he felt when they were making passionate love and what he felt when he would just lay in bed watching her sleep.
After what seemed like an eternity she did the only thing she could do under the bliss of all those feelings and dropped the sphere letting it fall quietly onto the grass.
As the feelings subsided she discovered that she was laying back against Harry her head thrown back against his shoulder, her breathing was heavy and laboured.
"That was....that was incredible," she gasped "It was....it was just....wow."
"Your welcome." He chuckled, stroking her forehead as it lay on his shoulder, while his other hand reached into the hamper again and withdrew his own clear Feelings Sphere "I was hoping you would be willing to do the same for mine."
"Of course Arry." She smiled, taking his "Just....give me a moment to recover....next time I don't think I will squeeze quite that hard....that was quite intense."
"Imagine how draining it was for me to summon up all that at once, I have brought a Pepper-Up Potion with us encase you were to fill it now."
"Get it out then, because I am about to do so." She smiled before taking the sphere between both her hands and squeezing tight while focusing on all her thoughts, feelings and memories of Arry.
There was a bright flash as silver strings of light like memories from a pensive darted from Fleur's head and chest before passing through the sphere and back again, each string adding a bit more to the silver cloud within the sphere.
Fleur could feel Harry holding her tightly as her feelings were copied and stored, after what seemed like hours she slumped and the sphere slipped out of her hands and fell into her lap as she collapsed back against her mate.
She felt Harry very gently lift her head and pour the potion into her mouth, instantly beginning to restore her strength.
"Thank you Arry, that was more exhausting than I thought it would be."
Harry placed her sphere back in the hamper and pocketed his own.
"Aren't you going to try it?" she asked, her strength was now returned but she was so comfortable that she did not feel like moving.
"I'll wait," he smiled "But first I want to ask you a question."
"Yes." She asked.
"When are you going to drop the French accent when you speak English?"
Fleur's eyes widened and to her mate.
"What do you mean?"
"I know that accent of your's is forced."
"Why do you say that?" she asked turning over so she was lying on him.
"Firstly every other French person I have talked to in English has spoken English better than you and secondly you accent is too inconsistent, sometimes you accent a word and the next time you wont, sometimes you have a heavy accent and sometimes you have a light accent, its too inconsistent to be real."
She looked at him for several seconds before smiling.
"How long have you known?"
""Since about our third repeated week, why do you do it?"
"Because it is sexy and I kind of like it....Don't you Arry?" she replied in proper English, she was obviously unable to pronounce his name properly even without her fake accent.
"Oh Yes, but I can think of at least two of my female Gryffindor House mates that will get really annoyed by it and I want them to like and accept you."
She smiled back at him "Ok Arry, I will stop accenting my English, but remember my accent may be better that I made it sound but it is still not perfect."
"Thanks." He replied giving her a kiss on the nose before drawing his wand and levitating a Wizarding radio out of the hamper.
Setting it down beside them he turning it on to some slow romantic music "My Lady, may I have this dance?"
She turned to him shocked.
"Since when could you dance?" she asked laughing lightly.
"I can't, but I get the feeling that I will learn quickly." He smiled.
Giving a light chuckle she climbed to her feet and extending her hand.
"Yes kind sir....you may have this dance."
Dimension: 563 - Earth
Date: 31stAugust 2001 AD
Country: France - The French Riviera - Marseeleveyre Mountains
Location: Chateau Delacour
Time: Afternoon
Harry and Fleur appeared in the Chateau's Sitting Room, barely managing to reach the sofa before collapsing in hysterics.
"Arry...." gasped Fleur in between bouts of laughter "That was....that was brilliant, their....their faces...."
"It was good wasn't it?" Smiled Harry as he managed to get control over his laughter "I don't think they will be forgetting that in a while."
"I take it you enjoyed yourselves." Smiled Delphine as she walked in "Who won?"
"Arry of course," replied Fleur "Against me, Colleen and Monique."
"Three of you!" she exclaimed "I though it was only supposed to be two."
"It was," replied Harry "But Monique and Colleen drew, they have killed each other in their duel. I had to face all three at once, but thanks to Colleen's temper and my Occlumency training it was a lot easier than it would have been if it had just been two of them."
"What do you mean?" asked Delphine.
"He used his Occlumency training to resist her Veela powers and got her so angry in the last match that she wasn't concentrating; he managed to get her to take both of us out, before throwing one of her own fireballs back at her."
"He did what?" she exclaimed, turning to Harry "How did you do that, Adam hasn't even started teaching you to be an Elemental?"
"I used the link and what I remember from seeing you and Gabrielle controlling fire, I literally caught the fireball out of the air, I was surprised it worked actually, the first time it didn't." he explained uncurling the fingers on his right hand to reveal burnt skin.
"Oh Arry!" exclaimed Fleur as she and her mother quickly drew their wands and aiming them at his hand "Why didn't you say something?"
"It's not that bad." He replied "I've had worse."
"That's beside the point." Replied Fleur hotly, annoyed that her mate would insist on being so stubborn regarding his health "What am I going to do with you?" she sighed.
"Well, you could always....join me on a picnic."
"I could always...." she stuttered before realising what he had said "We could do what?"
Dimitri walked into the room carrying a hamper.
"Join me on a picnic." He repeated taking the hamper "Lunch is all packed."
"You....I....pardon?"
"Join me on a picnic please My Lady."
"I....I....ok." she stuttered.
"Excellent." he smiled putting the hamper down "Lets go and get changed into something more appropriate and then we can get going."
________________________________________________________________________
Fifteen minute later they were heading up the slope behind the Chateau; Harry dressed in a simple pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a jacket and Fleur in a simple light blue sundress, still fairly stunned that Harry had thought of this.
"Where did you get the idea for a picnic?"
"I was trying to think of something special we could do for our last day before we go to Hogwarts, a picnic seemed like a good idea."
"It was," she smiled "I haven't had a picnic in years."
"Here we are." smiled Harry as they reached a flatter area of the slope.
The area was like a small Eden, a couple of willow trees provided shade from the bright afternoon sun, a small stream trickled its way between them before running into a small natural pond just below them then continued down the hill towards the Chateau.
Dragonflies and butterflies were all around them and birds could be heard calling from the hedges accompanied by the sound of the occasional grasshoppers.
"I always liked this place." Smiled Fleur "I used to love to sit up here and watch the sun go down."
"Take a seat." Smiled Harry as he spread a large blanket out on the ground and began to unpack the food "Dinner is served."
Fleur was shocked by how much preparation Harry had done for this, the food alone was obviously well thought out. There were apples, pears, oranges, melons, pineapples, blueberries, blackberries, strawberries, red and while grapes. The sandwiches were also as varied; egg mayonnaise, chicken, turkey, tuna and sweet corn, cheese and pickle, smoked salmon, and several types of pâté, and on top of all that there were chicken drum sticks, sausage rolls, slices of turkey and ham, several types of a Muggle food that Fleur was later told were called crisps and she wasn't even going to get into the various drinks, cakes and desserts.
"Arry....how long have you been planning this?" she asked sitting down beside him as he began to pour her some champagne.
"Since halfway through our meal in the restaurant," he smiled, handing her a glass while he poured out his own "I wanted to take you out to dinner, but never having gone out like that before I would still be very out of my element, but a picnic is more relaxed and personnel, not to mention I have never been on a picnic before."
"Never?" she asked.
"No, this is my first; I just hope I don't muck it up."
"Somehow....I don't think you will." She smiled, holding her glass out "To firsts."
"To firsts."
They spent the next few hours quietly drinking, eating, serving each other food and discussing old times, Fleur telling Harry about her life before he had met her, about the time she had first been introduced to the Veela Matriarch, when she first met Colleen, (which was remarkably similar account to the time when Harry had met Malfoy except it had been Colleen's parents shop and that Fleur was older than Colleen), the time she first managed to control fire and almost set the Chateau on fire and her first disastrous attempt at flying when she ended up crashing into one of the Chateau's ponds.
Harry then told her of the first time he had flown, his first run in with Fluffy, the time Dobby had appeared at the Dursley's, flying to Hogwarts in the car and his favourite scene of all; Draco being turned into a ferret, that story got a nice laugh from both of them.
It was surprising that they had been together for the temporal equivalent of nine months and they had never really just sat down and talked about their pasts, they had of course talked about certain parts but not a conversation dedicated entirely to it.
"That was wonderful Arry," Smiled Fleur as she put down her empty bowl, previously filled with strawberries and cream "Most appetising."
"Thanks." He blushed, shifting back so that his back was against one of the trees "I'm glad you liked it."
"I would be very surprised if I didn't." she smiled as she moved so that she was sitting between his legs, leaning back against him before resting her head on his shoulder. "What did you have planned for the rest of the evening?"
"Well for one," he began, reaching into the hamper "I want to give you this."
He brought out a small box.
"Oh Arry, you shouldn't have." She beamed kissing him on the cheek, opening the lid of the box revealed a small round sphere containing silvery smoke.
"A feelings sphere." She gasped "Already filled, what's in it?"
"Touch it and find out." He smiled.
She looked at him curiously before lifting the sphere out of its box and squeezing.
As the feelings inside were released she was thankful that she was sitting against Harry, if she had been standing she would have collapsed at the weight of feelings that came crashing into her.
She instantly new exactly what the feeling was, it was all Harry's feelings for her, not just his love, but what he felt whenever they came back together after a day apart, what he felt when she kissed him and held him, what he felt when she congratulated him for winning the Duelling Competition, what he felt when they were making passionate love and what he felt when he would just lay in bed watching her sleep.
After what seemed like an eternity she did the only thing she could do under the bliss of all those feelings and dropped the sphere letting it fall quietly onto the grass.
As the feelings subsided she discovered that she was laying back against Harry her head thrown back against his shoulder, her breathing was heavy and laboured.
"That was....that was incredible," she gasped "It was....it was just....wow."
"Your welcome." He chuckled, stroking her forehead as it lay on his shoulder, while his other hand reached into the hamper again and withdrew his own clear Feelings Sphere "I was hoping you would be willing to do the same for mine."
"Of course Arry." She smiled, taking his "Just....give me a moment to recover....next time I don't think I will squeeze quite that hard....that was quite intense."
"Imagine how draining it was for me to summon up all that at once, I have brought a Pepper-Up Potion with us encase you were to fill it now."
"Get it out then, because I am about to do so." She smiled before taking the sphere between both her hands and squeezing tight while focusing on all her thoughts, feelings and memories of Arry.
There was a bright flash as silver strings of light like memories from a pensive darted from Fleur's head and chest before passing through the sphere and back again, each string adding a bit more to the silver cloud within the sphere.
Fleur could feel Harry holding her tightly as her feelings were copied and stored, after what seemed like hours she slumped and the sphere slipped out of her hands and fell into her lap as she collapsed back against her mate.
She felt Harry very gently lift her head and pour the potion into her mouth, instantly beginning to restore her strength.
"Thank you Arry, that was more exhausting than I thought it would be."
Harry placed her sphere back in the hamper and pocketed his own.
"Aren't you going to try it?" she asked, her strength was now returned but she was so comfortable that she did not feel like moving.
"I'll wait," he smiled "But first I want to ask you a question."
"Yes." She asked.
"When are you going to drop the French accent when you speak English?"
Fleur's eyes widened and to her mate.
"What do you mean?"
"I know that accent of your's is forced."
"Why do you say that?" she asked turning over so she was lying on him.
"Firstly every other French person I have talked to in English has spoken English better than you and secondly you accent is too inconsistent, sometimes you accent a word and the next time you wont, sometimes you have a heavy accent and sometimes you have a light accent, its too inconsistent to be real."
She looked at him for several seconds before smiling.
"How long have you known?"
""Since about our third repeated week, why do you do it?"
"Because it is sexy and I kind of like it....Don't you Arry?" she replied in proper English, she was obviously unable to pronounce his name properly even without her fake accent.
"Oh Yes, but I can think of at least two of my female Gryffindor House mates that will get really annoyed by it and I want them to like and accept you."
She smiled back at him "Ok Arry, I will stop accenting my English, but remember my accent may be better that I made it sound but it is still not perfect."
"Thanks." He replied giving her a kiss on the nose before drawing his wand and levitating a Wizarding radio out of the hamper.
Setting it down beside them he turning it on to some slow romantic music "My Lady, may I have this dance?"
She turned to him shocked.
"Since when could you dance?" she asked laughing lightly.
"I can't, but I get the feeling that I will learn quickly." He smiled.
Giving a light chuckle she climbed to her feet and extending her hand.
"Yes kind sir....you may have this dance."
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