Fleur wrapped her arms around Harry again, smearing the spider guts between the two of them. Finally she let go and said. "Let's clean up and get out of 'ere."
"I agree."
After a quick cleaning spell on their robes they walked hand in hand into the lit clearing where the cup was.
Harry glanced at Fleur and noticed how imperfect his perfectly beautiful bond mate was. Sweat ran down her dirt covered face and she had several scratches on her cheek as well from climbing through the hedge to get to Cedric. At that moment she was the most beautiful he had ever seen her "We did it," He said.
Fleur smiled at her bond mate. "Yes we did love."
Harry pulled Fleur to the pedestal the cup was sitting on. "We both take it on three," Harry said, but as he looked at Fleur he saw she was backing away from the cup as she shook her head negatively.
"Non, 'Arry. It is yours," Fleur said. "Take eet. I'm 'appy wiz second place."
"No Fleur. We are family. You're my bond mate. This is ours to share."
"Non, I won't 'usband of mine…" Fleur said.
"What?" Harry asked as he looked up sharply.
Fleur realized what she'd said. "I...I shouldn't 'ave said zat. She took a deep breath and sighed. "I should explain," She moved until she was only a foot away from Harry and took his hands in hers. "Love, we...we are bonded..."
"Yes, but..."
She put a finger to his lips. "Whether we 'ave exchanged our vows or not, you are ze only man I shall or can love. Nor would I ever want to love another. To me you're my 'usband," She leaned forward and kissed him. "I love you 'Arry Potter with every bit of my being."
"I love you too, but I still don't understand."
Tears weld in Fleur's eyes now. "Do you remember what I used for my Patronus?"
Harry remembered the image he had seen in her mind that moment in the Chamber. He had seen the two of them standing on a cliff overlooking a beautiful blue body of water that had stretched forever. It was the wedding Fleur imagined for them, she was dressed in a beautiful dress, and he in his dress robes similar to what he had worn at the Yule Ball. The two of them were exchanging their vows. Hermione and Gabrielle were there dressed in their own wedding dresses.
"My 'appiness is being your family and you being mine, but it's also my greatest fear."
"Your Boggart?"
"If you'd let 'im speak it would be you telling me I'm not worthy to be your wife, to be your family."
Harry pulled her into a hug. "It's me who's not worthy Fleur. I'm not worthy of you, nor Hermione or Gabrielle. I..I am just…how do I say it. I just know that I love you and I will give you that wedding whenever you want it. Then I want to tell you over and over that I love you. You really are the flower of my heart."
Fleur smiled. "Take your trophy love and let's get out of 'ere."
"But it's our victory Fleur. Take it with me."
"Non. You have given me so much in ze last few months. You've saved my sister's and my life, actually twice for Gabrielle and three times for me since you agreed to bond with us and now my 'usband you offer me my dreams and banish my fears."
Harry looked back at Fleur, "You've given me as much. You made my life complete, giving me your love. You have given me a life worth living."
Fleur smiled at him. "Zen when we get out of zis maze, we will find a quiet spot and continue zis but for now ze cup is yours 'Arry and I will not take it wiz you. You beat me fairly in ze first task, and saved my life in the second and without you I would be dead to zat spider. Zis victory is yours my 'usband. We will share all in ze future but not zis. Zis is for you to win and for me to be proud of my bond mate."
"CLAP,CLAP, CLAP" ranged out through the clearing and both Fleur and Harry spun around to see Cedric standing at the entrance to the clearing. His robes were torn in several spots, he was favoring his left leg and he had blood coming out of a wound on his forehead.
"Husband? Love? Bondmate? I thought you were dating Fleur's sister Harry?" Cedric said. "I can't wait to hear this fascinating tale. As much as I was tempted to take the cup while you two were having your spousal argument I couldn't do it. Now Harry, do as your wife told you to do and take the cup and let's get out of here before another of Hagrid's pets show up."
Harry looked at Cedric and then back at Fleur who was had moved away again. "Take it 'Arry."
Harry looked one last time at the determined smile that graced his bond mate's face before he nodded. He gave her a smile and then turned and grabbed the cup. Just as his fingers touched the handle he heard Hermione scream, "HARRY WAIT! Dumbledore.." It was too late; he felt the jerk behind his navel as the portkey whisked him away.
Cedric turned to Fleur and asked, "Did you know the cup was a portkey?"
"Non!" She replied as a look of concern passed over her eyes as her bond went silent. A second, then two. She called out to Hermione and Gabrielle but knew they couldn't answer without Harry being available...Five seconds, six seconds. Each second seemed like an hour to Fleur as she waited.
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