Desperate for a change, Hermione agrees to work for the Ministry on a mysterious project. This sets her on a path towards the recently returned Harry Potter, towards her old Hogwarts bullies who are longing to see her fail, and towards a crown, that she will wear, whether they likt it or not (Lord Potter AU)
"I don't know about this." She whispers. Her heart is rattling against her ribcage. The urge to flee is nearly overwhelming. "If you weren't committed, you should have told me. I thought you wanted to delve into ritual magic. If I had known that you weren't serious, I never would have suggested this ritual." His voice is smooth and calm, despite his harsh grip on her hair.
Fleur had noticed her first. Bill had technically met her first. But Fleur had seen her for what she was first. Mate.