"You are allowed to be wrong you know, it isn't the end of the world."
Harry rolled his eyes at the white-haired girl, "Yes, I am aware of that Hedwig."
"It would also not be the end of the world to go to the Ball with a certain pretty older French girl."
"I suppose…"
"And if you end up shagging the girl senseless…"
"You know I do recall a certain someone being rather against the notion of me having sex with every girl who looked at me once upon a time…"
The amber-eyed girl merely blushed, "I mean… I didn't say you had to be with all of them… just that… well I mean I think it is rather sweet the way Fleur was with her sister."
"Yes… yes it was."
"So, she is a bit better than we initially thought."
He nodded.
"Will you at least consider it if she asks you?"
"Of course, but I am rather certain that I will not be allowed to show up with a dozen dates to the dance. If I go with Fleur there will be more than one rather irate female."
"And if you don't go at all everyone will be upset with you, including me who cannot no matter what."
Harry let out a sigh, before flopping back onto his bed, "Why do I feel as though dealing with hormonal girls is far more difficult than taking over a country."
A grin formed on Hedwig's face as she straddled him, "That, my Lord, is because it is far more difficult."
"I hope it is more worthwhile, so far all that taking over England has gotten me is an annoying older blonde and his wife, both of whom seem intent on pissing me off."
"Well… if memory serves we haven't had a threesome with Hermione yet…"
...
Jean Delacour swirled the wine in his glass around a few times as he pondered his observations thus far. His eldest was… a disappointment, but then again, she always had been. First being born female, and thus unable to pass on their name in traditional circles, and then inheriting her mother's… Allure . Veela were not well received in most societies outside of being objects to show off, trophies for the rich and powerful.
Fleur would never be able to go into politics, never have a career that involved business of any kind because of the inherent mistrust that future allies or clients, along with their spouses, would have. She did have an above-average skill in school, but that meant little for a family as prestigious as the Delacour's. Becoming a teacher, Auror, researcher… any of these would be seen as dramatic steps down from their social standing.
He could potentially marry her to an ally and have future children be declared as heirs, but such a thing would put the husband's family into a position of power, and such a thing could not be allowed.
Gabrielle was just as useless to him, perhaps more so if her lack of Magical skill was any indication. At least Fleur could add 'Triwizard Champion' onto her future resume as a wife.
His best, perhaps only, option was one he had long since realized and begun planning for. To sell them both off to the highest bidder for wealth or political favors. Such a thing was common to those who had children with 'creature blood' in them. Luckily, he had a nephew that was well-raised and could inherit his title, once his own daughters were out of the way. The boy, however, wasn't set to be the main heir so long as his two children were in the family, which meant they had to be taken out of the equation, thus his plan. Even a normal marriage would still give them control over his estates, but being sold, with the correctly worded contract, would negate this.
The man nodded as he took a sip of his drink, now all he needed to do was find a suitable buyer. It would be difficult to do since he was stuck at this worthless school, and any attempts to do such business elsewhere in England would raise suspicion on his intents, and further reduce his leverage against the buyer. That left professors, Tournament officials, and students.
"A student would be the obvious choice, perhaps an heir who does not know better…" It would require a guardian's consent most likely, but still doable. Perhaps if he was lucky he could even sell off his youngest as well, a two-for-one deal if you will.
For a moment the man's face shifted into an ugly sneer as he recalled his own past. If only he had not been so reckless in his choice of brides. His own parents had passed away when he was young, thus leaving him vulnerable to the Magical charms of his current wife.
She had ensnared him, and by the time he had realized the truth of what she was it was far too late.
...
"Uh uhm hi uh…"
Fleur forced herself not to Hex the living daylights out of the stuttering redhead who was standing over her while she was eating.
"I uh… was just uh wondering if ummm…"
Could he not see she was eating, that perhaps he should stammer out a sentence when she wasn't preoccupied?
"Well I just uhm was wondering if uh… you know… the dance and uh… if you would go with me…"
"I do not dance with boys ." the French Witch managed to growl out, before spotting her target sit down a few tables away from her. "Now if you will excuse me, I have a man to speak with." She promptly stood before walking towards the emerald-eyed boy who had become an obsession for her, and apparently her younger sister, in the recent months.
"Excuse me, Harry?"
For once he glanced up, before nodding in acknowledgment of her. For a second the girl wondered if he knew the effect such a simple gesture could have on her heart rate.
"I was wondering if you had a date for the Yule Ball."
Most of the Great Hall had fallen silent by now, with Ronald Weasley merely gaping in horror at what was transpiring.
"I do not."
She nodded in confirmation, it had been rather embarrassing, but the older girl had finally put aside her own pride and decided that if she truly wanted to advance their relationship she would need to take the initiative herself. She also knew that her father would, undoubtedly, disagree with her decision to think for herself and ask out a boy that 'gave her no political advantages' which just made her decision that much easier.
"Perhaps you would accompany me?"
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