(August 18, 1993)

Unknown to the two, Bella's dark Mark was changing. And for the weird.

"Now seeing that you like practical stuff, once we get to Hogwarts we will start you animagus training. You would need a book that is in the library. And the potions book there too." Bella said

Harry inwardly groaned. He despised potions. Especially with Snape being the teacher.

Soon it was time for Harry to get ready for his date with Fleur. Harry grabbed his suit and shower stuff and headed for the en-suite bathroom. After an hour in the bathroom Harry came out all dressed and spiffed up. Harry grabbed his socks and shoes and put them on.

"Where in the world are you going? I thought that you were supposed to stay here like you were told to do?" Bella asked as Harry put on his Cologne

He remembered when he got it. Hermione needed a birthday present for her friend last year and Cologne was it. Apparently Hermione had a nose for people's scents like her older sisters do.

"I have a date in muggle London." Harry said straightening his tie

"Are you sure it's safe?" Bella asked with worry and strain in her voice

She knew Fudge told Harry to stay in the leaky cauldron or Diagon alley because of her and Sirius. But both knew that Harry wasn't going to get attacked from either.

"I'm going on a date with a witch who is close to my age and has an untraceable wand, Bella. So don't worry about me. I'll be safe." Harry said giving his older companion a bored look with his own monotoned voice

Once Harry was finished getting ready he walked out of the room. Harry walked to the muggle world against the minister's wishes. Once out of the door, Harry saw a flower cart nearby. Harry bought a single red rose without it's thorns for Fleur. Harry did not know if it would be good enough but the flower was in his hands

While he was front of the hotel Harry wandlessly and wordlessly put some charms on the rose so it wouldn't wilt or die in this life time. Harry walked into the hotel where he knew Fleur was staying. Harry didn't notice the man coming up to him.

"Are you 'Arry Potter?" A man asked Harry in a thick French accent

Harry turned to the man. Harry noticed he was dressed like a diplomat from the French ministry. And maybe he was. Maybe he worked for the French minister.

"Yes sir, I am. And who are you?" Harry asked

"I am Leon Delacour. I'm Fleur's father. And the French minister for magic." Leon said

In shock Harry shook Leon's hand.

"Is there something that I could help you Minister Delacour?" Harry asked in a questioning voice

Harry didn't know what to do. The only minister Harry had ever met was Fudge. And he was a spineless git who arrested people because of past mistakes that weren't their fault. Harry was told by Fred and George that Fudge only cared about power. And removing people people don't want to see will keep him popular in the public's eyes. That made him hated by some.

"I want to make sure in what you are getting yourself into with my daughter." Leon said

Harry gulped. His red alert sensors were going off. He had a feeling that he would not like this.

"Like what?" Harry asked

Harry's palms were becoming sweaty.

"My daughter is, how do I say this, different from others her age. She's known as a half Veela." Leon said

"What's a Veela? I haven't studied anything advanced yet." Harry said

It was true. Harry, along with his friends, would be taking their first ever Care of Magical Creatures lesson this coming year.

"A Veela is a magical creature that can throw fireballs, transform into birds. Veela's are generally female. If a Veela has a son, like my wife has, the sons genetics gravitate more to the Veela's human partner. And the Veela's can have a mate if they find theirs." Leon said, "And Fleur has found her Veela mate in you Mr. Potter."

This was a shock to Harry but he didn't show it. Well his eyes did. He wanted to come off like he knew something that he didn't.

"You have no idea what I'm talking about do you, 'Arry?" Leon asked

Leon knew the look in Harry's eyes. It was the same one he had when his father-in-law talked to him about Veela mates.

"Not one clue sir." Harry sighed with his lowered but he lifted his head back up.

"Well a mate for a Veela is what normal people would think of a soulmate. But it's life long. And when you make the bond official like you did, you won't be able to look at any other girl the same." Leon said, "You would think of them as lesser when you compare them to your Veela. Especially older more attractive girls."

That made Harry think of why he couldn't ogle Bella while she was teaching him wandless and wordless magic. Harry nodded in understanding.

The two continued to talk about quidditch, Leon was impressed with Harry's position on his team. They also talked about why Leon was in Great Britain in the first place as Harry waited for Fleur. Apparently Leon wanted to find Sirius Black and Bellatrix LaStrange and give them asylum till they could get trials in Britain.

"I don't know where Black is but I know where Bellatrix is." Harry said

"That's great. I'll have to set up a meeting with you two to talk." Leon said

Harry nodded as he made a mental note to talk to Bellatrix in the morning. Because he knew that he would get back to his room at the leaky cauldron late.

Soon Fleur went down to the ground floor and came up to Harry and her father who were talking about the two escaped criminals that were on the loose. Harry senses Fleur and looks to his mate and smiles lovingly.

"Wow, Fleur, you look beautiful." Harry said in awe

"Merci 'Arry. And may I say you look 'andsome." Fleur said

Harry handed the rose to Fleur. She thanked him. The two didn't notice that Leon had left them when Harry said the word 'wow'.

"Thank you Fleur. Ready to go?" Harry asked offering his arm

"Yes I am." Fleur said taking Harry's offered arm

Harry escorted Fleur to the restaurant across the street from the hotel. It wasn't a five star place, it was more like four and a half stars. And it was French. Something Fleur was used too by now. They noticed that the tables were candle lite.

Harry had never before experienced French food. Only Italian and Chinese food he ate with Hermione last year when he ran off to her house. Harry was glad he wasn't friends with Ronald Weasley.

Harry also remembered the food at Neville's house. That was good. Probably on par with Hogwarts food for Harry.

Harry asked Fleur to translate the food names for. The two ordered their food and drinks and continued to talk. Harry made Fleur laugh with his jokes. Harry also did his best to flirt with blonde in front of him.

Like moving strands of her hair and gently touching her hand with his. Giving her the most flirtatious smile he could muster. All of these made Fluer smile. And turn red.

Like in the alley hours before, Harry and Fluer got to know each other more. Harry found it very easy to talk to Fluer. He thought it was one of the perks of being her mate.

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Hermione and Neville were walking in the park near their homes. After first year of Hogwarts they had discovered that they had lived only a block and a half away from the other and on the same street. The block after Hermione being the start of the really wealthy homes. As they were much bigger and farther apart from the next one.

Hermione loved Neville's home because the basement was Neville's own little apartment. Somewhere that he could get away with stuff. It even had a fireplace connected to the Floo.

Neville had asked Hermione to be his girlfriend two weeks before summer started, before they had gotten home before the new term in the fall. They had gone on about four dates so far.

It had become tradition at the beginning of second year that Augusta would bring Hermione back and forth as her parents didn't know if they would be busy or not.

Augusta also had become Hermione's magical guardian between the first and second years. As Jo-Anne and Henry had trusted the Longbottom's more then the Weasley family. As they saw Augusta more often then Molly and Arthur. In second year, Hermione and Neville saw how angry Dumbledore had gotten at what Augusta had done.

Neville and Hermione had gotten a letter from Harry earlier saying that he had gotten a date with this beautiful blonde French girl named Fleur Delacour. Right after he read it, Neville told Hermione that Fleur was the second eldest child and oldest daughter of the French minister for magic, Leon Delacour.

And the Delacour family were friends to the Longbottom's. Neville told Hermione that Leon traveled here so he could grant Bellatrix LaStrange and Sirius Black asylum till they got proper trials with the British.

Hermione asked Neville to get her in contact with the Delacour's. She wanted to perfect her French. And learn of the French magical community.

"Do you and your parents have any plans tonight?" Neville asked in a hopeful voice

"My parents are going out with some friends and it's just me. They won't be back till midnight. Why do you ask?" Hermione said knowing what her boyfriend was trying to do

"I was thinking of coming over to yours and watching some tv. Maybe a little bit more." Neville said with a smile

Jo-Anne and Henry knew that if they ever leave Hermione alone in the house, Neville would come over. That's why they leave extra cash when they leave. They knew the one night that Hermione and Neville could order Chinese or pizza. And they chose the pizza big box with pasta and bread sticks for dinner tonight. And with some leftover money for ice cream from the shop up the street.

Hermione presses herself to her boyfriend and ghosted her lips over his. This tortures Neville's teenage mind as he wants to kiss Hermione.

"They are leaving at four. So why don't you come over half past?" Hermione said in a breathless tone

"I like it." Neville said in a equally breathless tone

The two finally kissed. But they had to go and get ready for their makeshift date night.

For Neville that means mouthwash. And Cologne that Hermione likes. Well Hermione bought Neville the Cologne as a birthday present from the year before.

"How was your walk sweets?" Henry asked when Hermione walked through the door

Henry knew his daughter was with Neville on her walk. Henry knew how to deal with boys. His two older daughters Annabeth and Isabella were already married and trying to start families of their own. And he and his sons were guys.

"It was nice. Neville will be here at half past four." Hermione said

"Okay." Jo-Anne said not really caring

She knew not to get in between Hermione and the boy she loved. Jo-Anne's parents tried to do that with her and Henry. But it didn't work.

The four o'clock hour came and went. Neville came to the house. The two teenagers made out till they were hungry. They ordered their from a pizza place a half of a mile away.

Neville being a normal guy with a girlfriend, the make out session went a little bit to far. Luckily the doorbell for the pizza stopped them in time.

Neville payed the delivery man what was owed to him.

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"I had a nice time 'Arry." Fleur said

Harry had walked Fleur to her door. The two had held hands on the way back.

"So did I Fleur, so did I." Harry said with a smile

They looked into each other's eyes. It was like each of them were saying kiss me.

"Next time take me somewhere that we don't have to dress so fancy. Maybe somewhere fun." Fleur said

"When will that be?" Harry asked

"In a couple of days." Fleur said

She kissed Harry on the lips. They both made moves to deepen the kiss. Harry broke apart so he wouldn't go so far. He figured that Fluer wasn't ready yet.

Harry and Fleur panted for air.

"Goodnight 'Arry." Fleur said

"Goodnight my Flower." Harry said

She went into the hotel room. Harry decided to go back to the leaky cauldron. He nodded at Tom as he walked to his room. Harry was planning for his next date with Fleur.

Once in his room Harry greeted Bellatrix who was in her animal form and pulled out the laptop he had bought that earlier that day at a muggle born owned and run shop. He bought it while he was walking around Diagon Alley with Fleur. The laptop had been charmed to never run out of battery and had built in WiFi.

Normally the shop owner only sold to of age Wizards and Witches that were already out of school, but it was Harry Potter. And no one would ever dare to refuse to sell to Harry Potter. That would blasphemy.

What he found was good. He decided to do some muggle fun. There was a arcade nearby that sold pizza, burgers and hotdogs. They also sold chips (fries for those who didn't know). And they also sold ice cream for dessert.

But Harry ultimately decided to take Fleur to Olive Garden a couple of blocks away. Then go to the arcade. Fleur had requested something fun while she was here. And hell, Harry was going to give his mate a fun time in England that did not involve a bed or anything of the sort.

Harry wasn't like what Bellatrix said Sirius was in school. A man whore. Or that's what everyone said he was when he had graduated from school.

After a while, Harry grew tired. He put the laptop away and went to sleep. Something that always alluded Harry in the past. He had nightmares. Especially after Vernon had beat him then locked Harry away in the cupboard for a day or so. Then beat Harry some more when he woke the whole house up with his screaming.