Chương 11: Fleur Delacour Pt. 1
"Many of you may not be aware of this, but the workload of your Professors grows heavier and heavier with each passing year. It has taken time to find a way to alleviate that stress, but something has finally been worked out. While it is unfortunate that we could not have this arranged at the start of the year, the great need for assistance deemed it necessary not to wait until the beginning of the next. I would like you all to welcome Ms. Fleur Delacour back to our school. Many of you probably remember her from last year's Triwizard Tournament. Now, she will be working here as the assistant to Professors Flitwick and McGonagall."
Dumbledore pauses and casts a sweeping gaze across the room. It would probably have had more of an effect if he'd been able to hold the rest of the dining hall's attention for longer than a moment, but with the veela standing up from the end of the staff table, all eyes were on her, rather than him. The Headmaster lets out a tired sigh.
"… I expect you all to show her the same amount of respect that you show your Professors. If you do not, you will answer to me. Though I would certainly NOT sell Ms. Delacour short. Keep in mind that she is a powerful young witch in her own right, and a surviving participant of the first Triwizard Tournament in two hundred years."
Fleur couldn't possibly keep the smile off of her face. She did manage to keep it closed lipped though, rather than baring her teeth in a shit-eating grin. But then, she had every reason to be happy, in the end. With Dumbledore's monologue finished, Fleur nods her head respectfully towards the Headmaster and gives the room a cheery wave. Then, both she and he sit down, and dinner resumes.
Or, it sort of does. Fleur can feel the eyes on her. Half the Student Body is still staring up at the staff table, up at HER even now. The veela preens under that gaze, quite enjoying the admiration and lust, and even the darker emotions that were even now being directed towards her by some of the less moral male students.
Fleur didn't mind, one bit. She would have to keep her guard up of course, but there was nothing any of them could do to her. She was a powerful young witch, strong beyond measure, and of the student body in Hogwarts, there was only one wizard who could even think to surpass her. He also happened to be the true reason that Fleur was there.
Oh sure, the prestige of being the assistant to the Charms and Transfiguration Professors of Hogwarts would certainly help build her reputation in the scholastic magical community. Fleur had always wanted to be an instructor of some sort, guiding and shaping young minds. A year or even longer at Hogwarts, serving and learning at the feet of greats like Filius Flitwick and Minerva McGonagall would look excellent on her resume. Mm, and Fleur had heard rumors about the Charms Master in particular, specifically his dueling prowess.
The things she could learn… ah, but that wasn't Fleur's primary reason for coming to Hogwarts. No, that reason was far more shameful, and perhaps a bit embarrassing. Just as the Triwizard Tournament had been for her, the year before. While those with more experience than her would claim she'd put on a good showing, despite consistently falling behind in the Tournament, Fleur didn't see it that way. The aged wizards and witches presiding over matters would claim to be impressed that she'd lived at all… but considering none of the competitors had died, that also wasn't that impressive, in Fleur's opinion.
Nor would it be impressive to any of the student body of Hogwarts. In point of fact, Dumbledore may have very well put a target on her back, unknowingly of course but there all the same, by reminding the student body of Fleur's failure the year before. She'd been beaten at every turn, and Krum's defeat alongside her didn't truly diminish the humiliation that she's suffered.
The most powerful students of two of the premiere magical institutions in Europe that WEREN'T Hogwarts, beaten by a fourth year Hogwarts Student. It'd been international news, in the end. But then of course, the tournament was an International event, as irritating as it was. Losing to Harry James Potter had been a humiliating, shameful event at the time. Fleur had wallowed in her own misery for weeks, and none of her family had known how to bring her out of it.
It was her own seclusion and the wandering thoughts that followed that ultimately pulled her out of her funk. When she could finally accept that she did her best, with perhaps a few mistakes here or there along the way, Fleur came to realize that Harry Potter was no normal young wizard. Of course not, given his history and his fame, but even still, the veela had never put much stock into this idea that he'd killed the Dark Lord as a baby.
She still didn't think much of that, but whatever happened that night, whatever Harry's parents gave up ending the threat that Voldemort posed once and for all, it seemed to have had an effect on Harry as well. Or perhaps he was simply born that magically powerful, and that was what had drawn Voldemort's ire in the first place.
Regardless, once Fleur got over herself, she found she was more and more intrigued by the Potter-Black Heir as time went on. More than that, she was attracted to him… and his power. It wasn't unheard of, but because she was only three-quarters witch, Fleur Delacour did not follow the same rules that the majority of magical humans did. Even with just a quarter veela running through her veins, she was resistant to the thought of simply submitting to the first powerful wizard that had come along. It was why there technically were no 'part' veelas. Witches with veela blood like her, didn't play by the Wizarding World's rules, much to the chagrin of the old men in charge.
Even still, while Fleur hadn't initially come to Hogwarts to submit to Harry, she HAD come to seduce him. It had seemed like the perfect plan, using the position that she'd managed to snag up to get close to him and draw him into a web of desire and pleasure. It would allow her to satisfy her curiosity, while also giving her a victory over the boy who had so easily defeated her the year before.
Ah, but the best laid plans of mice and men do not always come to fruition. Fleur had been at Hogwarts for a week at this point, settling in and getting refamiliarized with the place and her upcoming duties before Dumbledore announced her arrival. Some students had seen her walking about, but none had had the confidence to even come close to approaching her.
Even still, Fleur had kept her ears open. She'd listened to what people were saying, specifically about one Harry James Potter. If the rumor mill was to be believed… seducing Harry might be a riskier proposition than originally thought. According to the gossip around the castle, Harry was coming into his own, not just as a wizard as he'd done the year before, but also as a man. More specifically, he was being referred to more and more as a Grade A Stud.
From what Fleur had heard, the young wizard had already claimed two unattached Professors, as well as two witches, his own age. The latter wasn't that surprising, though the fact that they were apparently the brightest of their year was certainly illuminating. However, the fact that Harry had pulled two teachers into his budding harem, ensnaring them with his magic when up to this point they'd clearly been powerful enough witches to remain unattached for decades…
It spoke to something more. Fleur was no fool. She had been a bit… reckless during the Triwizard Tournament, but the veela liked to think she'd learned from that. Harry James Potter wasn't just a powerful young wizard worth wrapping around her finger. He might very well be the next Albus Dumbledore… but with a far greater desire to form a harem, and with his own Dark Lord dealt with far earlier than the man, he'd have plenty of time to do so.
As a witch, Fleur knew that powerful wizards cultivated harems all the time. Dumbledore was an odd duck in that way, with rumors of him and McGonagall having that sort of relationship, but nothing else. It was clear to Fleur that Harry was NOT following in the aged wizard's footsteps. The boy would build a harem, and he would likely grow it until he was inevitably satisfied.
As a veela however, Fleur had her pride to consider. It had been time immemorial since any wizard, no matter how powerful, claimed a veela for their harem. The magical species had certainly bred with wizards plenty of times, but even Fleur's mother and grandmother had not joined harems. They'd married her father and grandfather and they'd ensnared those wizards in much the same way Fleur had been considering ensnaring Harry.
There was only one thing to do at this point. Fleur intended to test Harry and see if he was the one who would break that long streak of failure. Would he be the first wizard in centuries to claim a veela for his own? Fleur bit her lower lip, nibbling on it as she played with her food, unknowingly (or perhaps knowingly) drawing the attention of more than half the male students in the dining hall, and several female students as well.
She wasn't sure what she wanted the answer to her question to be. Did she want Harry to succeed? Did she want to submit after all? No… she still had her pride as a veela to consider, she couldn't just give in before the test even began. If Harry succeeded, it would be on his own merits. Fleur wasn't going to hold back.
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