Secrets Beneath Disguise

Fleur, of course, knew exactly who he was. His legend was told all across the globe, she herself had heard it often as a young girl. He was, without a doubt, within the top few most well-known wizards alive, so the fact that she knew of him wasn't all too surprising. Besides, her younger sister, Gabrielle, had been particularly infatuated with the legend of Harry Potter. The young girl demanded to hear his story before more often than any other.

Fleur was not entirely sure what to make of him. She had never truly believed in the tales of Harry Potter, not in the way her sister had; they had always seemed to far-fetched to be true. She did no a small bit about the boy, but nothing more. The Delacours had a family friend that went to Hogwarts, who had told them about him the previous summer (due to Gabrielle's pleading). She had informed Gabrielle (and Fleur, who sat by Gabrielle's side) that he was mostly normal, in both looks and magical prowess. He was apparently famous in the school for rule breaking, and that there hadn't yet been a single school year that had ended without some sort of strange adventure, with a lengthy trip in the hospital wing following it.

Besides that, Fleur was rather lacking when it came to her information on the Boy-Who-Lived. The fact that the words of the Hogwarts girl did not seem particularly accurate made that even worse; Fleur was not one to care so much about the actions of others, but no one 'normal' could simply ignore her allure. That was something rarely seen by a normal Veela. Fleur was a Veela whose magical power was known by other Veela to be rather high; for someone to simply shrug of her allure in such a way was unfathomable.

Fleur had immediately noticed his resistance to her allure during the opening feast, although she had not known who he was at the time, having not yet seen his scar.

She was therefore very surprised to hear the Durmstrang headmaster and the Hogwarts Defense Professor talking about who he was.

After the feast she had seen him a few times in the Great Hall or the school Hallways, their eyes occasionally meeting. The last time she had seen him, he was being reprimanded by two of the Hogwarts Auror Guard; the two of them had apparently seen him sneaking around during the night, but had not said anything at the time so as to not get him in trouble. Personally, Fleur felt that was against the entire point of having an Auror guard, though it was fairly obvious that those two Aurors favoured the boy.

Despite the inconsistencies within the Hogwarts student's story, however, Fleur was certainly capable of believing that Harry Potter was indeed a trouble maker.

How could I not believe it. I literally just saw him walk out of a girl's restroom.

As Harry Potter walked away, he froze slightly, turning to look in the direction where she currently stood, both invisible and unmoving. He looked exactly at where she was standing, his eyes slowly searching the area in suspicion. The boy then simply shrugged, before turning back around and walking off.

Still under her disillusionment charm, Fleur made her way over to the bathroom, checking to see who the boy had been talking to. There was something about the phrase, " - We'll do it in a week - " that made Fleur slightly suspicious, almost to the point of not even wanting to open the door.

When she did, however, she was greeted by what appeared to be any other bathroom. The floor had a bit of water across its surface. It was just as gloomy and dark as the rest of the school, though it was larger than the average bathroom in Beauxbatons. It was also very obviously empty.

Merde.

Fleur made her way out of the bathroom, heading off in the direction of the Beauxbatons Carriage. It was not a good idea to wander through an unknown area on her own, especially for a reason such as simple curiosity. She had a room to herself in the carriage, something she was currently very interested in taking advantage of. She needed to spend as much time as she could preparing for the upcoming tournament.

She quickly decided that whatever the boy did was not of importance. She had other things to worry about than a famous teenage celebrity fooling around in a girl's bathroom, even if the boy was seemingly immune to her allure. The selection of the Champions was rapidly approaching, and for the first time in all of wizarding history, would be broadcasted throughout the world. Although she doubted she would have to worry about being chosen champion, she knew better than to deal in absolutes.

Besides, she had promised a letter to Gabrielle. Her little sister had never been to any sort of magical school, and was very excited to hear about arguably the most well known one of all. Fleur might have not yet been in Britain for too long, but she already missed her beloved sister.

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