"Delacour"
"Diggory"
"Delacour"
"Krum"
The two male champions, and their dates turned to Harry, who had thus remained silent.
"Champions" he greeted with a grin, earning one from the rest of the few assembled as well.
Krum had chosen a Durmstrang student to be his date, a rather beautiful Norwegian girl if Harry had to guess. She had sent him a not-so-discreet glance over upon his arrival, and the blush told him all that he needed to know. Before any further conversation could be had, however, McGonagall entered the private room.
"We are almost ready to begin. You will be entering in the order of your current standings in the Tournament and proceed to the center of the room where the Champion's Dance will begin. I trust you all have prepared?"
The nods confirmed her suspicions as she quickly left to begin the announcement, and the doors opened.
...
"So Harry," Fleur whispered as the two twirled around alongside the other Champions, "should I be worried about my sister laying her claims on you?"
"My eyes are on you, are they not?"
"I do believe you used that same line with her as well."
"And I believe it earned me a giggle back then, surely I can at least get a smile this time?"
Fleur rolled her eyes, but smiled regardless, "Why do I feel as though you have your eyes on more than just the person in front of you?"
"One must always keep their senses sharp, lest they walk into a busy street and get hit by a car."
"I… do not think that is a saying in England…"
He grinned, "It was originally Greek, and does not translate well to English I am afraid, but you get the idea."
"I have heard you are quite… popular among the girls at your school."
"I am, though I am sure you have been known to turn a few heads as well." he countered easily, earning a soft laugh.
"Perhaps, but I did not bed half of them."
"And I have not bedded half of my school either. I like to keep the number in the double digits at most."
"And those here? I am not blind Harry, I see the way that even the other dates look at you."
"I assure you that I have not had any relations with the other Champions or their dates… not matter how many signals Cedric might be sending me."
This time Fleur could not stifle her laughter, earning a few glances from the other dancers.
"Careful Mister Potter, else you are likely to wind up with a ravenous Veela later tonight."
"One can only hope."
...
"Ah Lady Delacour and Harry, I do believe I am next in line to greet you two for the evening." Albus intoned warmly as the pair approached the Champion's table.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, it is an honor to be here."
"Nonsense my dear, the honor is all ours. I hope you are finding Hogwarts to your liking?"
"Perhaps not the weather… or the food, but…" her eyes fell onto her date for a moment, before refocusing, "there are quite a few things to enjoy."
The elderly Wizard chuckled, "Yes, yes I believe you are correct. If I could have a moment of your date's time?"
"Of course, but I will insist that you ask my permission before stealing him for a dance Headmaster." she joked, before moving to sit down with the others, earning a laugh from the old man.
"Harry"
"Headmaster"
"I must say I am more than a bit envious of your outfit."
Said teen's clothing was an entirely black robe, with various sparkles making out the constellations of the night's sky adorning it.
"And I yours Headmaster, though I doubt I could wear such colors as well as you."
Albus smiled once more, before becoming a bit more serious. "There is something I wish to speak with you about Harry, concerning your date for the evening."
"Of course sir, and what would that be?"
"I am not sure whether or not you have done any research on Veela but… well along with their Allure there is another embodiment of their nature. One that only appears when they undertake more physical activities."
"Oh? Should I expect the feathers and talons to appear later tonight?"
Dumbledore gave a humored chuckle, before shaking his head. "I sincerely doubt it, but a Veela's aura does change during more amorous activities, creating a haze of arousal around them. Now for their mate this does not pose a problem, but the area can expand out quite far and well… I just want you to be mindful of where you might choose to continue your date… should it go that far."
"I understand sir and will be extra cautious should the evening look as though it is proceeding that way. I did overhear that Lord Delacour is expecting her back no later than five after midnight, so I do not expect anything to come to pass."
The older man nodded, a twinkle shining brightly in his eyes, "Yes, but it would not be the first time that a Champion left the Ball early or arrived at their carriage a bit later than originally intended."
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