Chapter 50: The Delacour's
"Yes, my name is Harry Potter," nodded Harry resignedly as the young girl, about eight years old, hugged him. He awkwardly patted her back.
"So, you are the one from the Harry Potter book series?" she asked with an excited glimmer in her eyes.
Not wanting to disappoint the little girl who looked at him with hope, he carefully explained, "Well, yes, kind of. They are stories within them."
"No, they are not just stories. You are like a real hero. You scared that ugly bad guy away. And you are not like the other boys who always look at me or my big sister with a bad look," she continued in French, nodding her head as she had a great realization.
"Gabi, come stop hugging him. You can't just hug other people that you don't know," scolded Fleur, her younger sister, as she freed Harry from the small girl with a smile.
"But I know him! That is Harry," she pouted, pointing at Harry, and nobody could really disarm her logic.
"I am sorry for Gabi's enthusiasm. She isn't often among people, well, she can't really allure yet. It's quite impressive how you are not affected by it. Even devils are affected by it, especially the ones with a strong sin of lust. Look at your blond-haired friend," she pointed at Kiba, who had a flushed face as he looked at Fleur.
"Not sure if I feel it's there, but it isn't really affecting my thoughts," said Harry, unsure if the reason was just his Sacred Gear that he didn't want to reveal in public or something else.
Fleur could only nod in response before turning towards Rias and the others. "Thank you for protecting us. I don't think he would have let us go if it weren't for you."
"No worries, we just did what we felt was the right thing to do," said the crimson-haired girl with a smile, as the others nodded. "Are we really going to form the contract? Will it not cause problems?" she asked with concern, both to Fleur and Harry.
It was Harry who answered, and Fleur became concerned again that she would have to join Riser's harem. "Of course. Sure, it will cause some tensions with the Phenex house, but this isn't really our problem, as Riser was acting beyond his standing. If we are lucky, he will even be severely punished and lose some of his freedom. Though they can't really cause any trouble for you or House Gremory, as we are in the right. Anything they do could be used as a reason to breach the contract, since they are in the wrong," explained Harry, as the politics behind it weren't that complex. "And the best part is, this shows again that Riser isn't fit to be your husband. Technically, we could push for a Rating Game anytime to break the contract, but I wouldn't do that yet, as we are not strong enough. The strength of his pieces isn't that bad, since they are all older than us. But the quality of our peerage is much higher, and we will surpass them over time. And this event can be used to mitigate any political damage after we break the contract, since many pureblooded devils are pushing for this marriage."
"Ugh, I hate politics," complained Rias, understanding the mechanics behind it before turning to Fleur. "So, who do we have to talk to, to form that protective contract?"
"To my grandmaman, as I said, she is the leader of the Veela Enclave," explained Fleur. "How about you accompany us home? She is currently visiting us because she heard about the troubles that douche is causing us."
Rias's eyes lit up. "That would be the best."
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"We are home and brought a guest," announced Fleur as she guided them inside an upper-class home in the middle of Paris, close to Place Cachée, as they didn't have to walk far from there.
"Fleur, Gabrielle, you are safe!" said the relieved voice of a beautiful blonde woman entering the hallway and pulling both her daughters into a hug. "Your father sent a message from the Auror Office that he heard the two of you were in trouble with that buffoon," explained the blonde woman.
"Tch, that boy seems to have been wrong again. How is he leading his office if he just listens to false rumors?" came another female voice from the door. This time, an older, more mature blonde woman arrived in the hallway. She was another kind of beauty, although she looked human, her appearance somehow felt inhuman, almost elvish. Not like house-elves, but like the elves from different fantasy works.
"Maman, stop saying such things about my husband! He is doing a great job. After all, he is the head of the French Auror Office," scolded the younger woman, probably Fleur's mother.
"Grandmaman! That Phenex douche tried to force us into his harem. But thanks to the intervention of Rias Gremory and Harry Potter, he had to leave us alone. They also have an offer for us, but first of all, this is my mother, Apolline Delacour," introduced Fleur, pointing at the slightly younger of the two women. "And this is my grandmaman, Hélène Delacour, the leader of the Parisian Veela Enclave," introduced Fleur before she did the same for them.
"It's nice to meet you," greeted her grandmother in kind. "What kind of offer does the heiress of the prestigious Gremory Family have for me?" she asked, interested with a raised eyebrow.
"In my function as heiress, I am here to offer you the opportunity to replace the Phenex Family as the protector of the Parisian Enclave under the same conditions," announced Rias, as businesslike as she could.
"I see. Are you aware of the exact conditions?" asked Hélène, intrigued.
"Yes, Fleur filled us in on the details. You will receive protection from different supernatural factions as an official vassal of the Gremory Family and will assist the Gremorys however you can. A fact that Riser tried to exploit by forcing himself on your granddaughters. Also, you will pay a certain amount of tribute in the form of different Veela ingredients that you shed naturally without harming any of your kind," summarized Rias, remembering everything Fleur had told them.
"Exactly, and the Gremory Family would be fine with such an arrangement?" interjected Apolline, now also intrigued.
"Yes, I have my own issues with the Phenex Family, and agreeing to such a contract would be beneficial to me without any additional conditions," nodded Rias, while Harry sighed internally as she gave away the possibility to gain some profit. The moment she admitted that it was also beneficial to her. Rias was still inexperienced, not that he was much better, but he would have to point that out to her later. Hopefully, the Delacours wouldn't take advantage of that.
"As long as you agree not to force our members into your peerage against their will, I am fine with making the agreement under the same conditions with the Gremory Family," nodded Hélène, who noticed the mistake but was grateful to the young girl for helping her granddaughters and didn't want to push them away.
"Yes, but if they want, they can join any Gremory peerages out of their free will," added Harry, not wanting to leave such a small loophole in the contract.
"No problem. Then we have a deal. How about you stay for dinner? I am sure my incompetent son-in-law would also love to meet you, especially the famous Boy-Who-Lived who turned out to be a devil. That gives my lawyer time to set up a proper contract," added Hélène with a smile.
"Yes, that would be lovely," agreed Rias eagerly.
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