Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, well… this would have actually happened, and there would be less people to have died in the later books… well, less of the good guys anyway…

WARNING: CONTAINS FEMSLASH… IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, THEN DON'T READ IT!!

Authors Note: as you can see, this is a Harry Potter femslash fic starting in the fourth year. The stars of the 'show' are Fleur Delacour and Hermione Granger. I was considering a Ginny and Fleur fic, but decided against it because I don't think I can pull Ginny's personality off at the moment. Anyway, yeah, since this is the first story I plan on continuing, reviews of all sorts are appreciated. Anyway, on with the show!

Oh, and for the sake of comprehension: just imagine Fleur's accent. Some people can't comprehend what is said with the accent, and I like it when readers can read and comprehend what I'm writing.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Speaking entirely in French"

Narrative

At A Glance

Chapter 1: Confusion at a glance

"Ron? RON!" Hermione nearly yelled at her red headed companion "I'm trying to talk to you! Harry, give Ron a good…"

Taking a closer look at Harry alerted her of his own state of near-stupification. Hermione rolled her eyes. How was it that men could be entranced by someone's beauty so easily?

"I swear, how can you be entranced by a bunch of pretty girls?" Hermione scoffed as she turned to look at the Beauxbatons as the made their way to the Ravenclaw table "Honestly, can't you two find just show a shred of self-contro…"

She had followed the two boys' line of vision, glancing over to the Ravenclaw table to see the mass of light blue clothed blondes beginning to fill up the table. However, what she noticed along the way was that it wasn't just Harry and Ron who were awestruck; EVERY boy in the room was fixated on the Ravenclaw table. Furthermore, she noticed that it wasn't the girls that their eyes were fixated on.

All eyes were focused on one, single, girl… clearly a seventh year by her rather curvy and mature body, and was by far-

'The most beautiful woman I have ever seen…' Hermione thought as her mind seemed to grind to a halt as she too stared at the beautiful woman before her.

However, unlike the many males around her, Hermione seemed to come to the realization of what she was doing while her mind jumped from zero to sixty in a mere fraction of a second. Her eyes snapped open wide, her face lit up like a stoplight with a brilliant red blush, and she quickly turned herself back to the table in a desperate hope that nobody saw what she did. Her heart was pounding as her mind forced her to remember the girl that had instantly caught the interest of the entire school's male population… and herself.

'What the bloody hell am I thinking?!' Hermione's supposed rational mind was screaming 'Where in the bloody hell did that… thought come from?! I must be going out of my mind…or I'm being hexed or something…'

The announcements of the Goblet of Fire and whatnot held no interest to Hermione. She was too busy blushing madly and trying to get her thoughts straight to do anything worthwhile… such as pay attention. She even ended up ignoring Harry and Ron in her thoughts, only coming to when they shouted or nudged her to grab her attention. She was a wreck; what the hell was wrong with her?

"Hermione?" Ginny said in a concerned tone from beside her "Are you alright? You look a bit off…"

"I'm fine." Hermione insisted half-heartedly "…I think I might be catching something though…"

"Oh, you should probably see Madam Pomfrey then. It doesn't do well to miss classes after all." Ginny said, a weak smile accompanying her features "I'll go with you if you'd like."

"No thanks Ginny; I think I'll head up on my own instead." Hermione said as she pushed her plates away, but she never got the chance to move when her vision was filled with the light blue of the Beauxbatons uniform.

'No… it couldn't be…' Hermione thought in a panic as she looked up to see just who it was 'Please don't let it be that one girl… please, oh please, oh-"

Eyes snapped open to their widest again, and her face paled significantly as she came face to face with the woman that had been giving her mind such problems and distractions. If she had the opportunity to spontaneously cease to exist, she probably would have taken it now. The other girl on the other hand was smiling incessantly, and looked down at Hermione with a look that Hermione didn't quite recognize at the moment.

"Oh, desole." the older girl said as she stepped to the side "You were leaving, non?"

"Y-yeah. I was just… yeah… leaving." Hermione managed to stammer out as she got to her feet.

Manners seemingly forgotten, Hermione quickly made her way out of the dining hall. She didn't notice that she was being watched though, and by more than one person at that.

At the tower…

She had been laying in her bed for over an hour now, thinking over what exactly had happened back there in the dining hall. It didn't make sense! How was it that Hermione was reduced, at least for a short while, to a blithering idiot because she saw a girl that was very, very attractive. A girl with beautiful, platinum blonde hair… and a body to absolutely die-

"AAAHHH!!" Hermione screamed in frustration as she thrust her head into her pillow "Bugger off you damnable thoughts!"

The door to her room opened, and Hermione didn't even have to look up to know it was Ginny who had come in.

"You alright Hermione?" Ginny asked with concern "What did Madam Pomfrey say was wrong?"

'Oh, yeah, that is what I told her I was going to do…' Hermione thought as she looked up from her pillow to see the young redhead.

"She said it was nothing; it was something from lunch that I ate." Hermione lied, a habit she had, both fortunately and unfortunately, picked up from Harry and Ron "I should be fine by tomorrow after everything settles."

Ginny looked at her for a moment in silence, then crossed her arms and smirked.

"You didn't go to Madam Pomfrey, did you?" she said coyly "You're still not so great at lying 'Mione."

"Uh… just go away Ginny." Hermione pleaded as she shoved her face back into the pillow "I'm just confused on something that happened earlier…"

"Oh? Maybe I can help." Ginny said as she sat down on the bed across from Hermione "What exactly was the problem?"

"Trust me, you couldn't help me if you-"

"Does this have to do with how you were gaping at that one girl from Beauxbatons?"

Hermione's head snapped up at that, her 'deer in headlights' look having been mastered earlier that evening. Ginny laughed a bit.

"Looks like I was right!" Ginny said happily "You were staring at that girl, Fleur, weren't you?"

'Fleur? As in French for 'flower'?' Hermione thought absentmindedly before realizing that her silence was only confirming what Ginny said.

"I was not gaping or anything of the sort!" Hermione said adamantly "I would never do such things, especially at a girl!"

"…but it still involves that Fleur girl, right?" Ginny said with another knowing smirk "You haven't denied anything yet, you know."

"I was not staring at Fleur!" Hermione said angrily as she sat up in her bed to glare at Ginny "Do you even know what you're suggesting?!"

"Oh come now, even I noticed how beautiful she was!" Ginny said as she rolled her eyes "That doesn't mean I'm going to go up and hit on her or whatnot."

"Still, I wasn't doing anything with any regard to her." Hermione said as she crossed her arms "I have no reason to go gawking at some girl just because she's pretty, and I certainly wouldn't have any other reason either."

"Yeah, I guess you're right…" Ginny relented "I guess I shouldn't put much stock in the rumors-"

"Wait, rumors?" Hermione snapped, causing Ginny to wince as she realized her slip up "What rumors?"

Ginny laughed nervously as Hermione's eyes narrowed.

"Nothing! Nothing at all!" she squeaked hurriedly "I'm just gonna go see if Harry and Ron-"

"What. Rumors?" Hermione asked as she stood from the bed and stepped right up close to Ginny.

"…well, there were some rumors going around near the end of last year regarding… your…" Ginny seemed to be looking for the least offensive word "…interests…"

"Interests? You mean my sexuality?" Hermione seemed to growl as her face slowly began to flush.

"Uh… yeah, basically." Ginny stated nervously as she backed on to her bed a bit more "They were just r-"

"What were they?"

"…well, a couple people mentioned how, even with as often as you hang around Harry and Ron, you've never shown interest in any guy beyond friendship." Ginny stated nervously once more "Some people kept going on about how you were simply focused on your schoolwork… but a couple people began suggesting that you… well… played for a different team."

"They were spreading lies about me being a lesbian?!" Hermione began to yell "Who in the bloody hell was saying this?!"

"I don't know!" Ginny said as she put her hands up in a defensive manner "I'm sorry for assuming, but with how you were staring at her like all the guys were… and with some of the stories…"

"Ginny." Hermione interrupted calmly, though her eyes were ablaze with emotion.

"…yeah?"

"I. Am. Not. A. Lesbian." Hermione said sternly "I simply see no need to deal with boys when I'm trying to focus on my schoolwork."

"Alright, I get it!" Ginny claimed, wanting to defuse the rest of the situation before problems were begot "I'm sorry I brought it up! It was just, you know, suspicious how you were acting…"

"Ginny for the last time: I am not a lesbian! I do not have a crush on that Fleur girl, and I absolutely was not staring, gawking, admiring, gaping, or anything else!" Hermione shouted as she inched closer to Ginny, ending up close enough to feel the younger girls' breath "Unders-"

That moment was the time in which Lavender came in, freezing in place when she noticed Ginny on her bed, with Hermione intimately close to her and the two of them touching… but it wasn't their hands that were doing the touching. All three girls had the decency to blush profusely, and Hermione leapt backwards to her bed in an instant.

"It wasn't what you-" "She was just trying to-" "What the hell is going-" all three began, before all stopped and Hermione took a deep, calming breath.

"Lavender, I was not that close for… 'that' reason." Hermione said as calmly as possible "I was simply angry and was staring her down."

"…with Ginny nearly on her back and the two of you close enough to snog?" Lavender said, disbelieving of course.

"As odd as it seems… she's telling the truth." Ginny said as she stood up from the bed "I kinda… brought up a sore subject, it seems."

"…o-k… well then, I think I'm gonna head back down to the commons for a bit." Lavender said hurriedly as she shut the door.

Hermione let out a groan; this was not a good way to start the year after all. It would only get worse though before it got better... but alas, it would get better eventually. First though, she needed to sleep… and think… which one would only be figured out later after she lay in bed for several hours attempting to perform one of the activities only to fail and opt for the other one.

Authors Note: Well… 'tis done. How was it? Please review, and offer suggestions for story ideas etc. if you would like to. All are appreciated, so long as the review/suggestion is not cruel/hateful, nor clearly a joke.