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Photo Album
Harry smiled. He hugged the quarter Veela close. "Calm Fleur you're making the air sparkle," he said. "I'm okay now. I had years to think about all that, and I know why they didn't like me.
They were afraid of magic. I'm not going to be the monster they thought I might become." She kissed him on the cheek. "You are a very nice person 'Arry," she said.
They stopped dancing after a while and sat down with a photo album filled with pictures of Fleur and her little sister Gabrielle.
She had cousins just as lovely as her, and he could see where she got it from when he saw pictures of her mother. Her father looked out of place, but they all seemed happy.
"The only photos I have are of my parents and their friends," Harry said as Fleur closed the album.
"Really can I see?" Fleur asked.
Harry nodded, "Sure." He shifted away from her slightly. "Winky," he said.
The little elf appeared. She looked really neat. She had made a maid uniform out of Harry's old clothes. She had been stunned when he'd said she could do that. "What does Master Harry want from his Winky?" she asked.
"Could you fetch my photo album, please… and it should be about dinner time now," he looked over at Fleur who nodded, "could you make some oven-baked salmon with a nice fresh salad please," Harry said. Hermione would've killed him if she'd heard him.
"Winky will be right back with Master's album then Winky will make food for Master and Master's friend," the little elf said before disappearing.
"Is that your elf 'Arry?" Fleur said. "She's cute. The dress is very fitting. I 'ave never understood why people make them wear such ugly clothes."
"She sewed it herself out of my older Hogwarts robes. I just wanted her to wear proper clothes and not some rag. She is amazing." he held his hands out. "Thank you, Winky," told the elf as she handed him the photo album.
Winky lit up and she popped off again. She landed in the kitchen. She had a new Master. She was conflicted though.
He was so different from Master Crouch. She didn't want to think badly of her old Master but… She pushed the thoughts away. Maybe she could work that over later.
She walked over to the storage. Her Master wanted her to make something special. The other elves were happier around her now too.
They didn't mind that she worked for one of the students at all. She looked over at Dobby as she cut the tomatoes for the salad.
He had been a little put out when he'd heard that she was Master Harry's elf.
She had asked Master why he hadn't taken Dobby since they knew each other. He had told her he didn't trust Dobby to keep his secrets the way he trusted her.
She was protecting her old Master still and he respected that. It had made her happy and Dobby was a little excitable.
She finished the salad and laid it up on plates. The fish was almost done. She smiled as she placed the fish down as well. It looked delicious.
She had done a fantastic job. She took the plates and popped out. "That looks lovely Winky," her Master said. She felt all warm inside.
"There is a table over there. We'll act like civilised people when we eat," Harry said. He stood up and offered his hand to Fleur. He walked her over to the table and pulled her chair out.
Winky had popped out and fetched water for them.
"Thank you Winky, Harry said as she placed the carafe on the table.
"Thank you," Fleur said as well.
Winky turned to her. She looked over at her Master. "This is Fleur," Harry said. "Fleur this is Winky the best elf on Earth."
"Master is being bragging," Winky said. She looked back up at Fleur. "Miss Flower is very nice not like Miss 'Mione who says evil things." She placed her hands over her mouth to quiet herself.
Harry chuckled. "Don't worry Winky," he said. "Just no talking like that in front of Hermione."
Winky nodded. "Of course Master Harry," she said before popping away again.
"She is quite something," Fleur said. "Your friend 'Ermione is irritating 'er?"
"Hermione sees house-elves as slaves. She wants to free them all," Harry said. "The house-elves in the kitchen don't seem too happy with her.
I think that Hermione is right yet doesn't quite know how to handle it. There are certainly elves out there who need her help.
Not all elves are mistreated though and they have been conditioned to live the way they are so we need to take this slow."
Fleur nodded. "But you also think that elves should be free?" she said.
"I do," Harry said. "I'm approaching it differently than Hermione is though."
They fell silent as they ate. The food was really good.
After dinner, they relocated to the loveseat for another hour or so before Harry decided that it was time to leave.
Herbology was first on the schedule the next morning. Harry, Hermione and Neville were gathered by a set of pots tending for some little green plants.
They wouldn't grow any bigger until long after spring had returned, but they had to be treated for the cold.
Harry had gotten Neville talking and now he wasn't quiet for more than a second. He was telling them all about the little plants and what they could do.
Hermione seemed to have had an epiphany regarding what he was trying to achieve with Neville. She had jumped straight on it. It would make his job easier.
From Herbology they went to Care of Magical Creatures. There were only ten Blast-Ended Skrewts left since they were so intent on killing each other.
Harry wondered if the class wouldn't do better if there wasn't a trough of single-malt whisky standing just a few feet away from them making everyone a bit dizzy.