Harry Potter Veela's Embrace

When Harry awoke the next morning he found himself staring at silvery blonde hair through his blurry vision. His arm was draped over a petite figure and he had no clue what was going on. He pulled back startled and found his glasses.

"Good morning 'Arry," The owner of the hair said quietly as she rolled over and looked at him.

"Fleur? What are you doing in my bed?" Harry whispered.

"Sleeping of course, love," Fleur said.

"But…but why?"

Fleur smiled at her bond mate. "I wanted to. I enjoy being close to you," Fleur ran her fingers through his hair. "But also after last night, I didn't want you to wake up to zat being your first zoughts of ze day. 'Ermione and I were talking and she was concerned you would try to find a way to blame yourself for what 'appened last night."

"But…" Harry said with exactly those thoughts.

"Love," Fleur said gently looking into Harry's eyes, "Don't. You've never 'ad a female adult who cared about you in your life. We don't expect you to be an expert on women," She smiled at him, "but wiz three bondmates, you will be shortly enough. As we will be very familiar wiz the intricacies of ze inner working of men or at least one very special man."

Harry blushed and then remembering what started last night "Gabriel.."

"She's fine. When she wakes up just remind 'er 'ow much you care," Fleur said. "But it will be sensitive to 'er for a while, so don't ask about it zis morning, but don't try to ignore it either."

"So don't ask, but don't ignore it," Harry repeated.

"Exactly," Fleur smiled. "Old 'er, give 'er small kisses. Don't tease her.."

"I wouldn't.."

"I know 'arry. Zat's why you are special," Fleur said smiling. "Until she does wake up, lay back down and 'old me some more. It will give you something to remind you of ozer aspects of women zat are much more enjoyable," Then mentally "Not to mention very enjoyable for myself as well. I could definitely get use to waking up in your arms 'Arry," Harry could feel her love and contentment as he laid back down and draped his arm over her.

When Hermione left her bedroom she found her parents already awake and sitting out in the common room looking lost as to what to do.

"Good morning Mum, Dad."

"Good morning Princess," Her father said turning to her. "We...uh…didn't know what to do this morning."

"You could call Dobby if you wanted something to drink," Hermione suggested.

"He…he would come if we called?" Jean asked.

"Give it a try," Hermione said with a slight twinkle in her eye. "Just please be nice to him."

"Uh…Dobby?" Jean asked to the air.

The small house-elf popped into existence right next to Hermione's mother. "How can Dobby help Harry Potter's bondmate's mother?"

"Uh…could I get a cup of tea please Dobby?" Jean Granger asked.

"Could I get coffee?" Richard Granger asked.

"Right away," Dobby was gone in an instant.

"Is everything about Harry?" Richard sighed to his daughter.

Hermione smiled, "When it comes to Dobby, yes. Harry tricked his old abusive master into setting him free. The little elf worships the ground Harry walks on, but Harry always treats him as a friend."

Dobby popped back in with a large tray with tea and coffee pots, cups, sugar, honey, and cream. "Will yous be eating breakfast here this morning?" He asked.

"I'm not sure Dobby," Hermione said. "We'll let you know. Thank you."

"Harry Potter's Hermione is welcome," And Dobby was gone.

Jean Granger poured herself a cup of tea and sitting back in her chair she looked at her daughter. "Are you okay this morning Hermione?"

Hermione had gotten a far away distracted look on her face. "Harry, mum and dad are awake and out in the common room. So you might not want to walk out here with Fleur at the moment," Hermione mentally suggested to Harry.

"I presume you are speaking to Harry?" Mrs. Granger guessed correctly.

"Yes mum."

"Is he coming out soon?" Richard Granger asked. "After last night, I wonder if I should discuss other matters with him."

"Dad, if you are planning on giving him the other talk, you need to know the magical world has umm… charms and potions instead of pills and protection for such matters," Hermione said then quickly adding when her mother raised an eyebrow, "I read mother, plus I have three other dorm mates who talk nonstop about boys."

"I wasn't accusing you…" Her mother started.

"I know mum," Hermione sighed, "but after last night, I'm still a little defensive about my relationship with Harry. Why don't we go into the bedroom and I'll transfigure your clothes back. I can even change the colors if you want."

Once they had entered the Granger's bedroom and closed the door, Hermione suggested to Fleur that now would be a good time to get to her room and to Harry, "My father is planning on giving you the talk this morning. I'm sorry, but you'll get serious boyfriend of his daughter points if you just listen."

"It's alright. I'm just glad he is accepting us," Harry replied. "I prefer him talking to me, rather than yelling. I'm going to hop in the shower and will be out in a few minutes."

"Dobby wanted to know if we wanted breakfast here."

"Breakfast here and lunch in the Great Hall?" Harry suggested.

"Sounds good, I'll let Dobby know," Hermione said. "Right now I have to get my parents dressed," Harry could almost hear the smirk in her voice at that statement. Fleur used that time to head for her own room to get ready for the day.

Harry could feel Gabrielle stirring, "Good morning beautiful," Harry could feel a few emotions coming over their bond. Embarrassment was the leading one. Harry pushed his concern for her down the bond. "Breakfast soon. Are you hungry?"

"I'm fine 'arry. Thank you," Gabrielle replied. "I'll be out soon."

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