It started with whispers and, if she was honest, Fleur was used to such things. She had gone to school, after all, and there had certainly been more than a few rumors circulated about her by both girl and boy alike. It was a bit different this time since it was mostly Harry's followers, the 'adults' of society, who were responsible for it. Still she was able to ignore these things and would have continued doing so if it hadn't been for them talking about her sister .
The moment that the elder Delacour heard a group of useless men jokingly whisper about when their Lord would have the younger sister on her back put fire in her veins and murder in her eyes. Her hand was on her Wand before she could even form a plan, an incantation on her lips when her targets drew their own weapons as well.
"I do so hope that you aren't planning on attacking a friend of mine." A voice called out, freezing those present in place as Harry strolled into the room, glancing between both sides.
"O-of course not my Lord but she…"
"She what?"
The man hesitated, but the other, if Harry recalled correctly Theodore's father, pushed what he perceived as an advantage.
"She drew upon us first my Lord, we were merely defending ourselves."
Emerald eyes shifted to the blonde girl, who bit back an angry retort, "Is this true Fleur?"
"I… yes, but the things they were saying about Gabbie…"
The Nott Lord waved her complaint away, "You clearly do not understand how society works little girl. You and your sister are second class here and we will treat you…"
"How I tell you to."
The man turned to the boy with a retort, but promptly snapped his jaw shut at the look he was being given.
Seeing the compliance the teen continued on, slowly walking a circle around the men as if he was a predator stalking a meal, "I do believe that everyone in this building are mine hm? That you have pledged your loyalty to me ?"
"I-I, yes my Lord but…"
"But nothing " Harry growled as the lights flickered. "I do not appreciate the bigoted comments you and your friends are making, and I assure you that there will be consequences for these. If I hear you are making them again…"
"We will not my Lord, I swear it."
The Potter gave a nod, before gently leading Fleur from the room.
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"Ladies and gentlemen, HARRY POTTER!"
The crowd erupted into applause and excited screams as the boy stepped forward to receive the 'Order of Merlin' award from Albus Dumbledore.
"I am proud of you Harry, to accomplish such a great thing at such a young age is unprecedented." the man softly spoke as the boy smiled back at him. "I can only pray you will continue on this path and abandon the one we both know you are planning."
"And what would that be sir? As far as they are aware the only things I have been invested in are curing bigotry, saving lives, and destroying Dark Lords."
"Yet we both know that isn't all."
For a moment the boy's grin turned dark, before the expression vanished, filling Dumbledore with dread. "We will just have to wait and see won't we sir?"
With that the boy continued up to the podium for his mandatory speech, pausing just a moment to call back to the man. "I will see you in September, at school sir."
Albus froze, the thoughts returning that he wasn't dealing with Tom Riddle, that Harry was a hero in the eyes of the public and was still a child. He would be returning to a school that worshiped him for three years still.
Something had to be done, perhaps it was time to consult with Cornelius about more drastic measures.
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