Bab 77: chapter:77
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"Oh." Fleur said, hiding her grin.
"What is it you wanted to tell me?" Apolline asked. "I have to take your sister for a bath and I sent Harry to take his before eating."
"He's taking a bath?" Fleur asked as an idea came to her.
"I assume he is." Apolline said as she headed towards the house, Gabrielle latched on her arm. "Make sure he arrives on time for lunch. Grandmama Penny is almost done preparing the food."
"I will." Fleur said. She remembered Tonks' boast earlier and the young teen decided to rectify the situation. Gathering her courage, the quarter Veela entered the house and made her way to Harry's room.
Ten minutes later, Tonks was sitting at the veranda when she suddenly felt her familiar was feeling intense emotions. Was he embarrassed? Tonks frowned and decided to wait for Harry and continued looking through the few fashion magazines on the table.
"Harry?" Tonks looked up from eating her salad and saw her familiar wearing a goofy grin on his face while Fleur walked beside him, a red tinge still on her cheeks.
"Hi Tonks." Harry mumbled. He warily looked at Julian and Apolline and sighed in relief and sat down across from a puzzled Metamorphmagus.
Tonks observed Harry for a moment and sensed that he was feeling nervous and at the same time excited. She reached for Harry's hand and covered it with hers.
"Something's bothering you, I can tell." Tonks said.
"I'm fine Tonks, really." Harry said. Tonks detected a nervous pitch in Harry's voice and knew he was not fine.
"No you're not." Tonks insisted. She knew Harry was feeling nervous for some reason, and she was curious what caused him to act that way.
"Did you have a nice bath Harry?"
Harry, Fleur and Tonks looked at the other end of the picnic table and saw Apolline was looking at them while Julian and Nicholas continued to talk.
"Uhh, yes! I had a nice bath." Harry said and Tonks narrowed her eyes when she felt a spike in her familiar's emotions. She noticed Harry giving Fleur discreet looks but the Delacour heiress remained composed aside from the slight blushing in her cheeks.
Realization dawned on Tonks and her eyes widened in shock.
"You didn't." The trainee auror whispered to Fleur. The young teen just shrugged and possessively grabbed Harry's hand and intertwined her fingers with his. This action made Harry extremely uncomfortable since Julian and Apolline were seating right beside him.
"Did what?" Fleur asked, twirling her hair with her free hand. She shot Tonks a superior look proclaiming her as the victor of the second round.
Tonks grumbled and decided to keep her mouth shut. This was not the place to interrogate her poor familiar and decided to talk to him later.
Harry yawned and stared at the canopy of the Oak tree, where its leaves cast shadows on his face. They were expecting Remus Lupin that day, and the young thief was confused on how to talk to the man. He knew Remus was a werewolf, from what Julian obtained from his contacts at the British Ministy. From what he read in the Ravenclaw Library, Werewolves were treated rather poorly in Britain because of their status as Dark Creatures.
He was surprised that his late father had befriended Remus, though he knew that was not what was troubling him. He didn't care whether Remus was a werewolf or not, as long as he didn't try to bite him. What disturbed the young thief was why he didn't even try and write him while he was with the Dursleys.
"You know Harry, we have a perfectly comfortable couch in the balcony."
"Hey Flour." Harry said. He spotted a beetle and a few insects buzzing by and he watched as their colorful shells glinted against the sun.
Fleur was used to his teasing by now and just settled for a bemused expression on her face. "Maybe I should ask Papa to have that Tree planted inside the House, maybe you'll spend more time there."
"Is that possible?" Harry said as he looked down at her.
Fleur sighed and tried to climb up the tree, but it was too tall for her and she didn't want to ruin her skirts. "Come down Harry, Papa said that the guest you are expecting has arrived."
Initially, Nicholas and Harry planned to contact Remus once he got back to Hogwarts. It was Perenelle who suggested that they contact Lupin now, to avoid Albus who had the annoying habit of minding others' business.
"Oh right." Harry righted himself from his perch and prepared to jump. The young thief expertly leaped through the air and on the way down, he snatched the beetle than had been buzzing around for the last few minutes.
It tried to squirm in his hands, but he kept a firm grip on it and slightly smiled when its desperate actions tickled his palm.
"Harry, you don't know where that thing came from." Fleur said.
"It's nice." Harry replied. He partially opened his hand and expertly held the beetle in its back, preventing it from opening its wings to escape. "See? I've never seen such a colorful beetle before."
Fleur leaned away when her betrothed held the beetle near her face. "Gross. Where did you learn to handle insects?"
"One summer, insects were the rave in the neighborhood." Harry said. "Spiders, bugs, beetles, you name it, we all played with them."
"And cockroaches?" Fleur asked. Though insects did not interest her, her future husband's childhood always did.
"Nah, the school said they were too dirty." Harry said. "We just crush them, like this."
Harry stomped on a smaller brown beetle on the ground, and Fleur heard a loud squish. The beetle in Harry's hand struggled harder to escape, but Harry knew how to handle it.
"Good." Fleur said. "So you learned to catch insects when you were young?"
Harry nodded proudly.
"I was the best." Harry said, hoping to impress his girl and maybe get a kiss. "I had many spiders in my cupboard, and I started nicking jars to keep them there. I sold some to the local boys in school."
Fleur knew about Harry's home life before she met him, and she was amazed that her betrothed didn't even hold a grudge about them. It was like he didn't even care about how he was treated. If she was placed in Harry's position, she was sure she would get revenge at the earliest chance possible.
"You want to see something cool?" Harry asked.
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