Harry ran his fingers through his hair as he watched his cousin clear the gate. "I want to stick around until Pettigrew's trial at least, but if they keep this up, we can leave after that. I'm not going to have any of you dealing with this."
"Maybe I should write Papa and suggest we do what 'e said last night about turning your oncle and cousin into pigs and your aunt into a rodent."
"Would you really want kids petting my uncle and cousin?"
Fleur laughed. "Non, zey might try to eat zere 'ands," She looked lovingly at Harry. "I love you 'Arry Potter."
Harry wrapped his arms around his bondmate and kissed her. "I love you too my flower; now how about the roundabout?" He asked as he nodded over to the rotatable platform. "I'll push."
"Zat was fun," Fleur said twenty minutes later as they walked dizzily back out of the play park. The walk back to Privet Drive was mostly silent. They kept watch in case Dudley tried something. Harry walked with his arm around Fleur's waist while her hand was in her pocket with a firm grasp of her wand. They made it back to their tent undisturbed. A couple hours later Hermione and Gabrielle returned. Gabrielle spent several minutes describing video tapes to Fleur while Fleur and Harry replayed the events in the park to Hermione and Gabrielle.
"I wondered what was going on," Hermione replied. "I felt you get mad, but then it faded pretty rapidly. We were chatting with my parents about Winky at the time and when it faded...well I presumed it was something with your Aunt and Uncle and Fleur would take care of it."
After another fabulous meal by Dobby, the girls excused themselves and all of them disappeared into their room.
"What are you doing in there?" Harry asked.
"You'll see, but no peeking," Hermione replied.
Thirty minutes later Hermione, Gabrielle and Fleur reappeared dressed in ball gowns. Hermione and Fleur had on the ones they had worn to the Yule Ball, while Gabrielle wore the same dress she'd worn to their dinner before the bonding.
"Wha..." Harry started as his jaw dropped open. "Wha..." he tried again but failed. Before him were the three most beautiful women that could possibly exist.
"It is time for ze ball no?" Fleur asked. Her silver grey satin dress almost shimmered in the soft light of the candles. "Now go put your robes on while we clear a spot and find some music."
Fifteen minutes later, after a very quick shower and change into his dress robes, Harry had returned. The furniture had been moved aside and Hermione had found the proper music on the Wizarding Wireless that was in the tent.
"You're...you're all beautiful," Harry said.
"And you're 'andsome," Fleur replied and she took his hand and pulled him into the middle of the floor.
After a few awkward moments, Harry soon realized his oldest bondmate had been right. Dancing is much more fun when you have a woman you love in your arms. Each of his bondmates took turns in guiding the young wizard through various dance steps. As the evening progressed Harry knew he'd never be a great dancer, but he could feel how happy his bondmates where when they were in his arms moving to the music and to him that was all that mattered.
Hermione had the final dance, one with slow music.
"I wished I'd realized..." Harry started. "I should have asked you."
"We can't change what was and I wouldn't want to," Hermione replied as they moved ever so slightly to the music. "As silly as it sounds, I really do like sharing you with Fleur and Gabrielle. I am an only child who never had friends, and now I have sisters."
"And I have a family," Harry replied as the music ended. His lips touched Hermione's and the kiss that developed was full of the love the two of them shared for each other.
"Thank you," Fleur said later as she snuggled up to Harry in his bed. "For ze wonderful evening."
"It was all of you, you made it special...and it wasn't like it was a real ball or anything," Harry said.
"Love, I enjoyed tonight with you and my sisters more zan I did ze Yule Ball," Fleur replied truthfully.
"But I'm not that good of a dancer," Harry insisted. "I barely can keep from stepping on your feet."
"Eet doesn't matter," Fleur explained. "All I need is your eyes and your 'eart, both telling me zat you love me to make everything perfect."
"I do love you," Harry responded softly as his fingers lightly stroked Fleur's arm. His lips followed as they started up her arm and continued onto her neck until he found the spot under her ear that he knew she enjoyed. By the time Harry finally blew out the candle and pulled Fleur into his arms, she was having a hard time focusing on anything but his body. When his hand slipped under her shirt and cupped her breast she swallowed hard and started reciting in her mind. "Not zis summer, not zis summer, not zis summer."
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Dolores Umbridge awoke from a sound sleep with the solution to her problem. She knew the perfect way to get rid of Harry Potter while dealing with her other issues as well. A smile passed over the toad like woman's lips as she reviewed the plan again and again and found it flawless. She even knew the perfect time to do it as well. As she laid back down on her pillow, her thoughts turned to what laws she'd get passed to prevent those Veela things from coming into the country ever again; easily done once she imperiused that young Veela into killing her own boyfriend in front of the entire wizarding world at Pettigrew's trial.
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