Tudo começa com um envelope, cheira a iris com morango e anuncia um banho de sangue. AVISO: Violência com pouco plano de fundo.
'Colors vary, hues may shine. As lavender sings, "Please be mine."' The world is often hard and unkind to young teenagers and the Wizarding World is no exception. Between violent animosity from his relatives and keeping his home life a secret while living at the wonder that is Hogwarts, Harry wants nothing more than to live a normal life. Free of the dark, wizard or otherwise.
With the announcement of the Yule Ball, Harry feared that his usually-wonderful Christmas at Hogwarts had been ruined. He soon learns otherwise, and gains the greatest gift of all along the way. Yuletide comes, and with it Harry is propositioned more times than he could count, plays matchmaker, and finds warmth amongst the cold.
Harry was hoping to have a somewhat normal fourth year. But when Harry's name came out of the Goblet of Fire, he decided that enough was enough. If he couldn't have normalcy in his life, then he was going to settle for creating chaos. Eventual Harry/Fleur
While Ginny and Hermione are away at their father's home, Harry Hamilton is paid a visit by Fluer Reynolds, who claims she is being mistreated by her husband, Bill Reynolds Harry lends her money, and soon the two are caught in an affair.
A Part of the Emily Collection: Fleur Delacour was impossible to miss, yet Harry Potter never truly knew her. What might have happened had the convoluted chess board laid out in books 6 and 7 had been arranged just a little bit differently? What might have happened had Harry known Fleur Delacour as a person and not the beautiful champion from Beauxbatons?
Fleur Delacour was self conscious. Not of her looks. Not of one of the fourteen freckles she's found on her skin. Not of her sometimes arrogant personality. Definitely not of her country (France is superior to all others). She'll throw a fireball at you if you even consider her being self conscious of being a Veela. No. Fleur is self conscious of her love of sweets.
What if the Goblet of Fire was more than just an impartial judge for the Triwizard Tournament? What if four great wizards and witches lived inside of it where another plane of existence resided? Waiting for their respective Last of Line Heir to join the Triwizard Tournament and train them for the peril ahead? Just an idea I came up with, hope y'all enjoy, review and all that jazz
With the Triwizard tournament being held at Beauxbatons. Harry Potter, age 16, was successfully able to sneak past the age line put into place by Dumbledore and is named the Hogwarts Champion. That is until Fleur Delacour, age 15, enters the room and shakily declares herself as the 4th Triwizard champion.
Fleur is lost. She may be a beautiful Veela, a sister to the cutiest girl in the whole world, and a daughter to the kindest woman, but she's only ever found meaning brush in hand, paint blots shifting across canvas.
A short story about love and acceptance in eleven parts. (Something about the birbs and him mixed)
When Harry is injured at the World Cup, he decides to follow in his father's footsteps and tap into magic not routinely taught at Hogwarts. But just what is the dark shape with vivid green eyes running around Hogwarts, and how will the Triwizard Tournament be affected? And what does a blue-eyed witch have to do with any of this? Rated T for violence.
One rainy night, two fierce competitors share a magical experience that changes their lives. The only thing is, neither have any idea about the other's identity. How long will they dance around each other before the truth is revealed? Harry/Fleur, Triwizard Tournament. fluff, strange new powers, and waltzing stags.
A fire burns deep within Iris Potter, and such things must be tempered — even if it's with Albus Dumbledore's idea of education and guidance. After a disastrous end to a school year, the two find themselves entangled with old enemies and eldritch magic, time travel and determined destiny, and that which should have perhaps been left well alone. Morally gray fem!Harry.
On that fateful day, 31/10/1981, two boys were marked, their destinies set. One was destined to be the Boy-Who-Lived. The other was set to fade into obscurity. With the Tri-wizard Tournament dawning at Hogwarts, secrets shall unravel, a romance will blossom and confrontation will burn. Note that Harry Potter is three years older in canon.
Naquela tarde, em que passaram abraçados perto do lago frio, em meio a neve, aquecidos apenas pela companhia absorta um do outro, Fleur conheceu uma nova camada do mais jovem; uma que, honestamente, jamais esperou encontrar.
Fleur Delacour and Harry Potter have been dating since the second wizarding war ended, and sometimes you have to mix up the dates a little... Basically just a Fleur/Harry fluff oneshot written by Amethyst 3
He was The Boy Who Lived, The Chosen One, The Conqueror; the list of his wholly unearned and ridiculous titles was neverending. But his most recent designation was the most unbelievable of all and most likely to be extremely temporary: the man that Fleur Delacour fancied.
Forced to relive his life time and time again, all in the vain hope of saving his friends, Harry defies Death's usual course. This, of course, leaves Death feeling rather cheated. What starts as a sliver of hope at the prospect of a second chance quickly devolves into the wild ravings of a man gone mad with time.
Harry Potter has never been one to want anything more than he is given. But over the summer of his third year, he begins to think about things and notices some things that should not exist. After deeper exploration, he discovers a web of lies surrounding his past and decides that he needs some time to himself. Betrayal hurts the most when it comes from those who promise loyalty...
Just a few small moments of a man and his wife.
Assorted drabbles, prompts and stuff that are good enough to be more than a discord message.
There was Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived. Now there is James Black, the Stygian Dragon
After all the dangers Harry has faced, he's decided to expand his knowledge of the dark arts to survive these next few years at Hogwarts. Will a single book he purchased really be enough though?
Seeing Harry sitting by the Black Lake and appearing so upset is too much for Fleur. She needed to do something, and quick! Harry/Fleur oneshot.
Harry felt alone, but then he found someone who understood him. He felt happy, with someone he could be himself around. He felt love, for someone he thought would never do the same. HP/FD Emily Collection! Cover Image credits to Eyvari!
One shot. Teddy and Victoire's wedding from the point of view of Harry and Fleur. Flowerpot.
Loneliness was something that Harry Potter was accustomed to. He had learnt that there was none that cared for him, none that would rescue him from his misery and none that heard his pleas for help. Much to his surprise, however, Harry Potter had been wrong. Someone had been listening, had been there with him through it all. But, just who was 'Tom?
Fleur Delacour is many things...
The rise of Lord Voldemort would see its greatest threat yet, when the squib brother to his prophesized vanquisher is forced to make a stand, using a great number of obscure techniques and tools, and gathering like minds to his cause. Will his efforts all pay in the end? Will it be enough to liberate them all from what is otherwise sure to be pure doom?