Time is relative #8

Chapter #8: A little French touch, part I.

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Harry and Teddy were taken by surprise by the blonde woman who was smirking at them for some reason, Harry was surprised to see his old friend survive the test of time, she didn't look older than thirty, veela genes are truly a scary thing when it comes to aging.

- Fleur! What are you doing here? – Asked Harry taken by surprise by his old friend.

- Nothing, just finishing some things before finally finishing my shift – Fleur told him and he suddenly remembered that she worked here.

- Oh right… Sorry for forgetting that you work here but as you know, I’m trying to get used to this new reality – Harry said completely embarrassed but Fleur quickly stopped him.

- Don’t worry about it, Harry… Take your time to get adjusted to the present, in fact, why don’t you come with me for dinner? It’ll be a good idea for the two of us to catch up… Or well, for you know to know what’s been in my life after you were gone – Fleur proposed to him and the younger man looked at his godson who just nodded at him just as confused as him.

- You should go with her Harry… I’d like to go too—Teddy started but he was stopped by Fleur’s hand.

- Don’t try to fake interest, Teddy… Victoire doesn’t live with me anymore so, coming with us won't get you an opportunity to get close to her – Fleur said with a soft smile before she sighed.

- Oh, that’s a shame – The young man smirked – Harry… Mrs. Delacour, please have fun you two! – Teddy said before he got back to his work – Oh, by the way, Mum said that you should contact her Harry… There’s something important she wanted to tell you – Teddy added before he started to walk once again.

- Thank you, Teddy, I’ll contact her as soon as I can! – Harry thanked his godson who just waved his goodbyes.

Harry smiled as he looked at Remus’ son, he was so different from his father that it was kind of surprising to know he was the werewolf’s son, and suddenly his thoughts were interrupted the moment Fleur started to cough, and that made the younger man to pay back attention to the blonde.

- Shall we get going, Fleur? – Asked the dark-haired wizard and the blonde nodded before she hugged one of his arms to lead him.

- Yes! Let’s go! – She said happily and Harry smirked.

It was nice to see that the blonde was still the same cheerful person that he used to know, well, very few people knew about this side of hers but he was happy she still trusted him enough to let him see her like that and not like the ice-cold stoic veela that the general public knew about.

- So… It seems like Teddy likes Victoire, right? – Asked Harry as he continued walking alongside the older woman who after so many years was still shorter than him.

- Like her? He’s still in love with her apparently… They’ve dated for a few months but just like many relationships between young people, they didn’t last for too long – Fleur told him and he nodded.

- So that’s what happened, now it makes sense for him to look badly at me when I exchanged a few words with your daughter – Harry giggled.

- Yeah that’s the curse that comes with being a veela, you can’t even talk with a man because something is going on between them, this happens most of the time, but that has never been your case as far as I know – She smirked at him – Right Harry? – She teased him and he rolled his eyes.

- Of course Fleur, I mean, I can’t deny that you and your daughters are beautiful, but you’re never going to see me acting desperate towards any woman – Harry said calmly.

- I know that… If my allure being one of the strongest amongst veela didn’t have an effect on you, then I highly doubt any other would even give you a scratch – Fleur said and he nodded with some embarrassment.

- T-True… I guess you’re right – Harry said completely embarrassed.

And the blonde, seeing the way he was acting started to giggle as they walked around Diagon Alley, of course, they avoided places that were known to him, there was a risk that people who used to know him could recognize him and that might be dangerous, the shock might be too much for them.

Still, even if they avoided some locations, Harry was able to see that the place changed in a good way, it didn’t look so ancient anymore which makes sense considering Voldemort and his followers did a bunch of destruction in this place that seemed to be the symbol of brotherhood amongst wizards regardless of their origins, maybe that’s the reason they wanted to erase this place.

But it was nice to see that they didn’t succeed at it, and there was now a new design in buildings and the streets, this clearly was telling him one thing, there must be someone of muggle origin who made these changes as it reminded him at the way London streets looked like back in the day, and he couldn’t help but think of his best female friend, she was the minister after all, it wouldn’t surprise him if this design was her idea.

Harry and Fleur continued exploring the place until they felt that it was too much, Harry ended up feeling just as surprised as the first time he entered into this world, he was so happy that he didn’t realize that they’d already arrived at a building or to be more precise, outside on an apartment.

- Harry… Welcome to my apartment! – Said the blonde and Harry’s eyes widened after realizing they’d already arrived and he was still thinking about the past.

She opened the door and he was blessed with a great sight of a big and luxurious flat, she entered and got comfortable but then she realized that Harry wasn’t moving, it was getting late and he didn’t know where he was going to stay, he felt like an idiot for not taking care of that first.

- What’s wrong Harry? Come on, get inside! – Fleur encouraged him before she hugged his arm to get him inside.

- Oh nothing… I was just… Thinking about where I’m going to stay tonight, I’m technically a stranger as I didn’t get my ID just to avoid getting tracked by Voldemort and that would make it difficult to get a hotel room! – Harry suddenly realized that now that the war was over and everyone moved on, he had to deal with many adult situations he didn’t consider dealing with because he didn’t think that he would be able to survive the war.

Fleur sensed that he was getting stressed, so, she decided to do something that she knew would calm any guy, she got rid of her jacket and revealed she was using a tight red blouse that hugged her body tightly just like her blue jeans.

And then, she did something that took Harry by surprise, she approached him to hug him, so, now his head was buried between her breasts making him blush and feel another thing to wake up from its deep slumber.

- Fleur!? What are you—Harry was about to question his veela friend.

- Shhh… It’s fine Harry, don’t worry about anything else, relax, I’m here with you! – Fleur said in a soft tone as she caressed the back of his head.

And Harry wanted to stop this as he wasn’t used to being in this situation with the blonde, but realizing he was in a very privileged and comfortable position, he decided to not stop her, she was doing this on her own, there was no pressure, so, instead of complaining and making a fuss, he closed his eyes and accepted her nice gesture.

- There’s so many things you need to take care of, but don’t worry, I’ll be by your side to help you as much as I can – Fleur smiled at him and he blushed – You can stay with me tonight… It’ll be fun! – She said positively and that surprised Harry.

Weren’t adults supposed to be gloomy and boring? Well, Hermione certainly had some of those characteristics now, but it was nice to see that the adulthood syndrome didn’t change the blonde.

They remained in that position for a few minutes and neither of them wanted to stop this, the blonde wanted to comfort the younger man for as long as she could and Harry was in a very good position, now that she was older for some reason Harry found her more attractive than when she was younger.

-      Oh no… Oedipus stop! – Harry scolded himself mentally.

Fleur smiled at him, It was nice to see him in such a calm state after all the things that happened in his life, she felt a little guilty because everyone had already grieved, cried, and moved on with their lives, but for him, it has been less than a day since the war and those days happened, she hugged him tightly as she tried to avoid crying due to the way he must be feeling and she felt ridiculous by the way she was feeling because she wasn’t even the person that was in pain.

Suddenly she stopped hugging Harry before she looked at him with a smile on her face, she had an idea to make him feel better and that included a nice dinner cooked specially by her (something that rarely happens).

- Harry… I have an idea, why don’t you go take a shower while I make a special dinner just for you? – Asked the French witch and Harry remained in silence for a few moments.

He tried to think about the reasons why he shouldn’t do something like this in a friend’s house, but even if Poppy applied some cleaning charms, he still felt dirty due to all the physical activity he had done in less than a day, he hadn’t taken a bath in days before the final battle, and he sweated a lot during his sexual encounter with Ginny (both in the past and the present) and the worst of all, the physical activity during his battle with Voldemort, yes, he needed to clean himself, the muggle in him couldn't get used to the feeling of cleaning yourself without water.

- You know what Fleur? I’m going to take you up on that offer – He said embarrassed.

- Nice, I have some of Bill’s old clothes, let me get them for you... Why don’t you start showering while I do that? Let me show you where the bathroom is – She took his hand and he was taken by surprise by her enthusiasm but he smirked at her attitude.

A few moments later in the bathroom, it didn’t take too long for Harry to take out his shirt, there was a big mirror in front of him, and he couldn’t help but admire his body but not with narcissistic intent, he was more interested in seeing his medals from the war, or at least that’s what many old Aurors used to say about their battle scars, it seems like he joined the club as there were some cuts on his chest and one dangerously close to his neck.

As he stared at those scars and the fact that some of them could have cost him his life he realized something.

- Fuck… I'm mortal once again – He said as he stared at his image in the mirror.

He never thought of himself as someone immortal, but unconsciously he was like that until Voldemort killed his own Horcrux that was living inside of him, he cringed at the thought, and chills ran down his spine in a very weird way due to the creepiness of the situation.

- I should hurry up, I can't get the stinking feeling outta my head! – Harry said completely embarrassed that he was so focused on understanding the modern world that he forgot he probably stank so bad.

It didn’t take too long for him to get rid of his pants and be completely naked, he was about to open a blurry glass door so he could start showering once and for all.

- Harry, here are the clothes I—Fleur suddenly appeared carrying the clothes she promised him.

But this wasn’t the right moment for Harry to remain paralyzed as he stood naked in front of Fleur who was shocked at the sight but also curious as she couldn’t stop staring at his big friend that was getting bigger and bigger.