Harry Potter Lord of Werewolves

Kalina gave a little laugh. "In truth I haven't left and now I am rather doubting that I will." Fleur looked intrigued at that.

"Really? The great Kalina- the "Terror of Bulgaria" - has been captured by a wizard at last?" Fleur asked with a wicked teasing smile. "I seem to remember someone that said no wizard would ever claim her heart." Kalina smirked in response.

"I did say that. However, the sex was so mind-blowing that I couldn't take that chance that someone else would get a claim into him. What's a horny Veela to do?" Fleur thought she was prepared for Kalina's blunt talk. However the heat from her flaming cheeks told otherwise. Poor Roger seemed to be losing what little control he had as his attention was torn between the two Veela. Kalina's wizard on the other hand simply smiled smugly.

"I had to deal with that for the last three weeks of summer. Thank Merlin for Silencing Charms," an unwelcome new voice contributed.

Fleur turned to glare down at the Hogwarts 'host'. "You are not needed here leetle boy. Leave now."

"Fleur!" Kalina admonished. "That is no way to speak to my favourite nephew! Harry, my love, come give me a hug, you naughty boy!"

Harry gave her the claimed hug while asking, "Favourite nephew?"

Fleur was shocked to see the boy acting… normally with the other Veela. And for Kalina to claim the uncouth English boy as her nephew?

"But of course, Harry!" Kalina exclaimed with a smile. Then she turned to the older wizard and scoldingly asked, "Sirius, didn't you tell him?"

The wizard, Sirius, smiled innocently back. "I guess it slipped my mind. As you told me to do."

"Hmm, I did, didn't I?" Kalina purred back. "So, Harry, will you stand with Sirius at the wedding? The poor man may need someone to help hold him up besides Remus." Kalina pretended to ponder. "Of course Remus may need some help standing also. He was a bit shocked when we asked him to be the Best Man yesterday after all."

Fleur was stunned at Kalina's cheerful comment. Apparently the Potter boy was equally stunned as single words came from his mouth as he tried to process what he'd just been told.

"Stand? Wedding? Remus as Best Man?"

"Well, it's only fair," Kalina said with a nonchalant wave of her hand. "After all, YOU'RE going to be the godfather to my daughter so it was only right to have the other Marauder as the Best Man." Now Fleur was really stunned. The Potter boy as godfather to Kalina's child, a female child at that. A normal human wizard as godfather to a Veela?! It was unheard of!

And apparently she wasn't the only one in shock, if for different reason as Potter yelled out the first coherent thought to make it through his simple mind.

"You're,,, you're going to let Padfoot reproduce?"

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Fleur found her seat next to Roger Davies and with Victor Krum on her other side with his date, which Fleur learnt was named Tracy Davis. Potter sat beside the blonde girl with his date next to him. Rounding out their table were Kalina and her new fiancé, Sirius Black.

Kalina obviously knew Victor Krum from the casual way they welcomed each other. Fleur assumed it was from her time as a 'mascot' for the Bulgarian Quidditch team. Lord Black was talking to the Potter boy. Krum's date was chatting with Potter's about Arithmancy, which was Fleur's favourite subject. But this was the Yule Ball, not a place for a classroom discussion!

Fleur was not sure how to act. Aside from her date, Davies (who really the did not have a very strong mind to be effected by her so much), no one was paying the least attention to her. This was a situation that the French girl had no experience with.

"Are you really going to have me as godfather?" Potter was asking Lord Black. The wizard grinned back.

"Of course! Your father had me for you, now my daughter will have you. There is no one I'd trust more with her life and happiness if something happened to Kalina and I." The man paused and then his smile changed to something a bit darker and more cynical. "Just don't get thrown into Azkaban doing something stupid."

"Never happen, Padfoot," Potter assured the older wizard. "That's your shtick. I'll come up with something much better!"

Lord Black grinned at that. "That's what I'm afraid of! Trying to outdo the great Padfoot!" Then a serious expression came to the older wizard's face. "Plus, it makes you the Black regent if something happens to us and Cassi lives."

"Cassi?"

"Cassiopeia - It's a Black tradition naming after stars or constellations. Frankly, I couldn't care less but Aunt Cassi used to protect me when I was a kid and she was fun. Actually she was also your grandmother's sister."

Fleur was a bit confused by the two wizards. Both switched from almost manic good humour to deadly earnest with a disturbing stubbornness. She now recognized the name Sirius Black. How could she not? It had even been in the French newspapers with his escape, the man-hunt and then his sudden exoneration and custody of the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter. She even had to write a paper on the Potters' betrayer in her Third year History of Magic class. That he would now be married to her cousin made her head hurt.

"So what's this I hear about Moody stating a duelling club?" the man Sirius asked the Potter boy. Fleur pulled herself from her musings in curiosity.

Potter was nodding. "He announced it this afternoon in his NEWT classes. He said he was so embarrassed in the poor performance of the Hogwarts champions that he was making attendance mandatory for Fifth years and NEWT Defence students. Apparently Snape made some comments that set off Moody. Then Fitch went off on how maybe reintroducing beatings on poor students would be a good idea." Fleur was repulsed at the thought of physically punishing students.

"Nice to see Fitch hasn't changed," Sirius deadpanned.

"Cedric did not do poorly," Fleur ventured into their conversation. The two wizards turned to her with very different looks. Sirius looked mildly interested while Potter looked surprised.

"Cedric shows a great deal of promise," Fleur asserted. "With some proper training he would do well in a balanced strategy." Potter looked a bit surprised at her words while Sirius nodded.

"And Mr Davies?" Sirius asked with a nod to her escort. Fleur was slightly startled as she had forgotten the boy. She turned and he was still staring at her with an adoring smile on his face. Potter chuckled making Fleur turn on him with a glare.

"What?" Potter asked innocently. "Rogers an okay bloke but I'm going to have material to take the micky out of him for months with this." Fleur continued to glare at Harry but realized the boy was not reacting to her glare as other boys did. Instead he just continued with his stupid, cocky grin! The stupid boy was as annoying as her baby sister!

What made it worse when Fleur noticed the older wizard, Sirius, grinning at her with a very similar grin of his own.

"Harry, stop teasing Fleur," Kalina admonished. "Or I shall start in on you." The Bulgarian Veela just left her threat hanging there as she smirked at the young wizard. Kalina was known in the Veela communities for her ability to destroy men that annoyed her. So Fleur knew that it was no idle threat. Yet To Fleur's surprise, Harry just laughed before turning back to Fleur.

"Actually Mlle Delacour, I agree with your assessment. Both Roger and Cedric have the capabilities and power to be good duellers, particularly Cedric. Must come from being a Seeker." The last was said with a shared grin with Victor Krum. "Your style of fighting was the most flexible and useful in a real world situation with multiple opponents. Victor's style was similar to that taught to Aurors to quickly overwhelm and capture a single opponent. Roger and Cedric had only experienced occasional classroom simulations, not an actual duel."

"And you could do better?" Fleur asked. Unlike her earlier tones, this was one of simple curiosity.

"Against you and Victor? Probably not. I've had the same crappy Defence professors that they have had. Sirius and another family friend just started teaching me to duel after Professor Dumbledore pulled me into this. But I also talked about the duels with Professor Flitwick and he agreed with my assessment of the duels."

Fleur nodded her acceptance of Harry's comments. It was actually rather similar to the comments of Professor Davis had made in her Defence class after the duels. The French Veela also noticed the proud smile on the face of Harry's date. The Indian girl noticed the glance and smile back at Fleur.

"I wanted to complement you on your dress," the younger witch commented. "Not many would be daring enough to wear a Prada original to a Wizarding dinner."

"Father would not even let me consider it," Tracey Davis said speaking for the first time since sitting down. "He calls it 'Muggle trash'. Honestly, the man has no fashion sense."

Fleur graciously accepted the compliments of the younger witches and returned them with her own compliments.

To the disappointment of the wizards, the witches' turned the conversation to a review of the fashions present at the Ball through the rest of dinner until the dancing started. Fleur suppressed a snicker when Harry took the first opportunity to escape by asking Padma to dance. Fleur decided Padma was the most sensible witch she'd met yet in Britain. Her large dark eyes sparkled with intelligence and wit. Fleur guessed she was in the top of her class in both academics and power. Maybe Potter was not the obnoxious brat she'd decided he was if he could attract a witch of Padma's calibre.

She would try to keep an open mind on it.

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