"So Harry," Fleur whispered as the two twirled around alongside the other Champions, "should I be worried about my sister laying her claims on you?"
"My eyes are on you, are they not?"
"I do believe you used that same line with her as well."
"And I believe it earned me a giggle back then, surely I can at least get a smile this time?"
Fleur rolled her eyes, but smiled regardless, "Why do I feel as though you have your eyes on more than just the person in front of you?"
"One must always keep their senses sharp, lest they walk into a busy street and get hit by a car."
"I… do not think that is a saying in England…"
He grinned, "It was originally Greek, and does not translate well to English I am afraid, but you get the idea."
"I have heard you are quite… popular among the girls at your school."
"I am, though I am sure you have been known to turn a few heads as well." he countered easily, earning a soft laugh.
"Perhaps, but I did not bed half of them."
"And I have not bedded half of my school either. I like to keep the number in the double digits at most."
"And those here? I am not blind Harry, I see the way that even the other dates look at you."
"I assure you that I have not had any relations with the other Champions or their dates… not matter how many signals Cedric might be sending me."
This time Fleur could not stifle her laughter, earning a few glances from the other dancers.
"Careful Mister Potter, else you are likely to wind up with a ravenous Veela later tonight."
"One can only hope."
...
"Ah Lady Delacour and Harry, I do believe I am next in line to greet you two for the evening." Albus intoned warmly as the pair approached the Champion's table.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, it is an honor to be here."
"Nonsense my dear, the honor is all ours. I hope you are finding Hogwarts to your liking?"
"Perhaps not the weather… or the food, but…" her eyes fell onto her date for a moment, before refocusing, "there are quite a few things to enjoy."
The elderly Wizard chuckled, "Yes, yes I believe you are correct. If I could have a moment of your date's time?"
"Of course, but I will insist that you ask my permission before stealing him for a dance Headmaster." she joked, before moving to sit down with the others, earning a laugh from the old man.
"Harry"
"Headmaster"
"I must say I am more than a bit envious of your outfit."
Said teen's clothing was an entirely black robe, with various sparkles making out the constellations of the night's sky adorning it.
"And I yours Headmaster, though I doubt I could wear such colors as well as you."
Albus smiled once more, before becoming a bit more serious. "There is something I wish to speak with you about Harry, concerning your date for the evening."
"Of course sir, and what would that be?"
"I am not sure whether or not you have done any research on Veela but… well along with their Allure there is another embodiment of their nature. One that only appears when they undertake more physical activities."
"Oh? Should I expect the feathers and talons to appear later tonight?"
Dumbledore gave a humored chuckle, before shaking his head. "I sincerely doubt it, but a Veela's aura does change during more amorous activities, creating a haze of arousal around them. Now for their mate this does not pose a problem, but the area can expand out quite far and well… I just want you to be mindful of where you might choose to continue your date… should it go that far."
"I understand sir and will be extra cautious should the evening look as though it is proceeding that way. I did overhear that Lord Delacour is expecting her back no later than five after midnight, so I do not expect anything to come to pass."
The older man nodded, a twinkle shining brightly in his eyes, "Yes, but it would not be the first time that a Champion left the Ball early or arrived at their carriage a bit later than originally intended."
...
Lavender Brown was not happy. She had thought that after the borderline public humiliation her boyfriend would at least wise-up and learn his lesson about being discreet. Apparently, she was wrong.
If it had just been the occasional wandering of his eyes, or light conversations with someone sitting nearby she would have understood. She herself did not know much about Quidditch, and quite frankly didn't care about it either, so she would make poor conversation about his favorite topic of choice. She was also aware that everyone at the Ball had taken the time to make themselves as attractive as possible.
If it was just a few glances she wouldn't have cared… but after sitting next to them, watching him stare at various other girls for well over an hour and she was beyond angry.
"Ron, perhaps we should dance at least once while we are here?" She gritted out, hoping to at least have some fun.
"Uh what?"
"Dance. You. Me. Now ."
"Oh, uhm sure yeah okay."
Nodding the girl grabbed the boy by the forearm and dragged him onto the dance floor. Less than a minute later, and several bruises now forming on her feet, she regretted that decision.
"Ron," she hissed, "I thought you said you took lessons with McGonagall!"
"I did! I went to like a few minutes of one and figured it was easy, you just hold onto someone and move right?"
Biting back the urge to scream, or at least Hex the boy, Lavender motioned for them to retake their seats.
"Oooh looks like they brought out more food, I'll be back." the redhead cheerfully exclaimed, before wandering off without even waiting for a reply.
"Take your bloody time…" Lavender muttered, before reaching down and gently rubbing her sore feet. "What a disaster…"
"I'm sorry to hear you are having a bad time, anything I can do to help?"
The teen bolted upright, to see Harry Potter standing next to her looking… concerned.
"I uhm… no, it isn't anything you can do, Ron is just… Ron."
"I see that, step on your feet a few times?"
"Y-yeah…"
"May I?"
Before she could answer he had bent down and gently ran his fingers over them, creating a cooling sensation that removed the pain instantly.
"Oh Merlin…" she groaned, before blushing in embarrassment at her tone.
"Glad I could be of assistance. If there is anything else simply let me know." he turned to leave, before her voice stopped him.
"Harry?"
"Yes Lavender?"
"Could you uhm… help me with my dress for a second, I think something came undone…"
"Of course, where…"
"In private ?"
...
"Greetings Mr. Longbottom, Miss Bones."
The Gryffindor nodded towards his former friend and the French Witch standing next to him, "How are you this evening Harry?"
"Good Neville, and yourself?"
"I am doing well."
"I can imagine with such a lovely girl in your arms."
Susan blushed, earning a smile from the two boys. "Th-thank you Lord…"
"Please, just call me Harry. We are classmates are we not?"
Neville gave a gesture towards Fleur in kind, "And you are looking beautiful as well Champion Delacour."
Fleur gave a slight curtsey, before the couple turned to make their 'rounds', as required of the participants of the Tournament. "Good, well we must be off, others to see and such. If you have an opening in your schedule Susan, I would love for the chance at a dance later this evening."
With that the pair departed, leaving Susan blushing even brighter than before. A few minutes later and Neville broke the silence between them.
"It is okay if you want to."
"Wh-what?"
"If you want to dance with Harry, or… well I mean do anything else. It is okay, I understand."
She practically snapped her neck turning her head towards him, shock evident on her face. "Neville what are you…"
"Susan, I spent almost two and a half years with Harry, I recognize when a girl is attracted to him."
"I-I'm not…"
"Yes, you are and that is okay I swear. I'm not offended by it like others might be. If you are interested in him I can always ask…"
"Neville…" she reached forward, taking his face in her hands. "I will admit that Harry is attractive. Hell, he is practically sex walking but… I am interested in you not him. I am not going to sleep with him or anything else… okay?"
"Yeah, okay."
She nodded before returning to her the food on her plate, "Although… I wouldn't protest a threesome in the future between the three of us…"
Neville lit up bright red, before muttering about 'crazy girls'.
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