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"Mon amour, whatz a lovely zsurprise." Hermione froze on the spot. Her head whipped around to the sound of the voice. She lost her voice in the moment. Fleur waded through the water towards her, eyes fixed upon Hermione's skin. Fleurs eyes were dark blue under the dim light, aroused by the sense of Hermione in the bath with her. Fleur stopped just in front of Hermione and brought a hand up towards her face. "what bringz you ere head girl? Tough day ?" Fleur's accent becoming thick. Her thrall entrapping Hermione where she is, making Hermione's head foggy. Hermione's body is still frozen in the water, she begged it internally to move but couldn't get her neurons to fire in a sequential manner. Fleur stood closer to her, towering a head over her. "Fleur, please" that was all she could muster up to say. Fleur's hand slipped down Hermione's cheek tracing its way down her soft skin of her neck to her collar bone down to her breast. Another wave of thrall hit Hermione hard her head tilted up leaving her eyes to roll back, almost as if she orgasmed. Her eyes started blurring and while her other senses heightened. Fleur continued the journey down to Hermione's breast. The warm bath covered the two as Fleur's hand clasped hermiones nipple, pinching it a little. Hermione gasped. Fleur pressed their bodies together. Her hands trailing down hermiones body to the crest of her naked bum. "Fleur, I can't think straight, please can you stop the thrall" Hermione breathed out.

Hermione's vision returned back to normal while Fleur took a step back. "You're infuriating you know zat 'Ermione, I have zo much I want to do to you. My inner Veela is crying for you. Begging. Let me touch you, pleasze" Fleur stepped forward again, back into Hermione's space. The brown haired witch looked up into the veelas dark blue eyes. Her arousal has taken over her body. Fleur's thrall is back, licking at her sensitive skin. Hermione steps closer to Fleur, breathing hot and heavy, not really sure if the steam from the bath is helping this situation right now. Hermione slips her hands under the water to Fleurs bum, she leans in so close to Fleur's mouth she can hear the French witches breath hitch. This time Hermione can't stop the sexual frustration anymore. She can't stop herself wanting Fleur inside her. She can't think. So she does. A slight extension of her head closer and her lips latch on to the French's. She can feel the hunger as Fleur pushes her backwards against the edge of the massive bath, while her lips bite and dominate Hermione's. Fleurs lips moved down Hermione's neck, they both let out a moan. Fleur didn't wait to drop her hand down Hermiones naval to her wet, aching area. She pushed in and heard a raspy "fuck" out of Hermione's mouth. Fleur knows that Hermione means business when she swears. Hermione's leg curled around Fleur's bum pressing in deeper to Fleur. Fleur kept a steady rhythm and eventually sped up as Hermione clenched digging her nails into Fleur. Water was splashing everywhere. Her lips were everywhere trying to get a grip on Hermione. She felt Hermione bite into her shoulder as she was about to hit the top. Hermione came faster than expected and ended up shaking on Fleur's hand, her head flung back and she muffled her own scream as much as she could. She knows the castle echoes and well the paintings might talk.

Hermione released her tight grasp. The veela growled a little. Hermione wasted no time in flipping the positions and giving Fleur what she wants. In a matter of minutes Fleur was shaking biting into Hermione's shoulder. All the pent-up tension between the two dissipated. Fleur opened her eyes and they shone light blue. Hermione took a minute and soaked it in, she loved that she could make Fleur buzz like she did. But all that shriveled in a matter of seconds. Hermione caught her breath, and remembered what just happened, she turned to the brick edge and sighed putting her hands over her eyes. "Fleur, that shouldn't have happened, I'm so sorry".

Hermione started making her way out of the water and felt a strong hand grip her "mon amor, why are you fighting this, why cant we be together?" Fleur asked quietly.

"Fleur, you know why." Hermione sighed.

The veelas nostril flared from anger. 'Again, shes leaving again' she thought. "Ermione, please stay, can we talk please, away from prying eyes."

Hermione got out and grabbed Fleurs towel drying off her body. Drying off another whirlwind of a day, thinking of something to say to the French witch.

I just…" Hermione trailed off and huffed "I hate myself for a lot of things and there's things I need to work through okay. So much has happened between us, I just don't know"

Fleur emerged from the water , her beautiful body exposed for Hermione to indulge in and that's exactly what Hermione did. Her eyes raked over the veela's body.

"Mon amour, you are my mate" Fleur said sternly walking towards Hermione "I love you Ermione Granger, I zink you know that"

"Fleur, I'm so lost right now. I'v lost myself along the way. I need to find me again. I need to be happy by myself" Hermione pleaded. Both still standing feet part from eachother.

"Ermione" Fleurs accent was thick "you've told me zis before in an owl, you told me to move on too. Move on" she scuffed. "Ermione, who must I move on to? You are my mate. My one. The one my veela calls out for in the middle of the night. My thrall searches for you in crowds. You are my true love." Fleur said stepping closer.

"You say that now. I'm the brightest witch of my age Fleur, remember Shell Cottage? I wear this scar" Hermione holds up her arm with a white mudblood scar engraved in it "Like a trophy. I was tortured. I came to you broken and you couldn't even hold me. Do you remember that"

Hermiones eyes filled with tears, remembering those tough times. Fleur stepped closer and held out a hand to Hermione. "Mon amour, I was trapped between a rock and a hard place, I didn't know what to do"

"Oh yes, now I remember, your rock you mean. Your husband. You married that man right in front of me, even after what happened the night before" Hermione inhaled deeply, her words becoming angrier by the minute "that day you broke my heart you know that" Hermione looked Fleur directly in the eye holding no emotions back. "why did you marry him when you knew?"

"I… I don't.." Fleur started to talk, then the door flew open and Ginny stood there with a shocked look on her face. A naked fleur stood in front of her. Ginny screeched a little and through the pjs down covering her eyes.

"I'm sorry that I just walked in, I thought Hermione was alone." Ginny said frantically. "here Hermione, your pjs as promised, and a towel. I should leave."

"No, I'm coming with you Ginny. Ill change in the hallway. Just, umm cover me." Hermione said with big eyes telling her to stay with her and not leave. "Goodnight professor" Hermione's tone was harsh.

In a swift motion the two Gryffindor students practically ran out of the prefect's bathroom into the hallway. Hermione slipping on her pjs and casting a warming charm. Ginny watched her intensely. Hermione was waiting for one hell of a talking to instead she got was a smirk "Soooo… how was the sex?"