𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂, 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐬

in which blue and green meet once again

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"HARRY YOU WHAT!?" RON'S  EYES WERE practically bulging out of his head, upon the recollection of his best mates early encounter with the quarter veela . "Keep it down would you! Nothing even happened." Harry riddiculed the red head, trying to tone down the experience that he had unndoubtedly built up in his head.

"Nothing happened my arse mate! She said she wanted to see you again!" Ron whisper yelled his blue eyes that in Harry's opnion could not compare to the unmatched beauty of Diana's ocean colored ones, still wide with suprise.

"Ron I'm pretty sure her exact words were 'I'll see you around'. She was probably just being polite." Harry shook his head trying to shake the memory of the early morning sun coming through the widows, bathing her in sunlight accentuating her already ethereal glow, from his head.

"Don't tell me you two are still drooling over that French girl." Hermione slid into the bench across from her two best friends, rolling her honey colored eyes at their flushed cheeks.

"The poor thing honestly she can't catch a break. I heard a group of 6th year Ravenclaws talking about her in the library early this morning, she's caught quite a few eyes you know." Hermione helped herself to a plate of eggs ignoring the the jealous looks Harry was sending at the entirety of the Ravenclaw table.

Harry felt a monster roar within his chest at Hermione's words. How dare anyone else marvel at the blonde beauty, for she was his, her beauty was something he wished to protect. Keep secret, hidden from the prying eyes of his peers. No. She wasn't his. Not yet anyway. But oh how He longed for her to be his. He longed to connect his chapped lips with her soft plump ones. Oh how he desired to run his hands through her golden curls. What he would give to hold her soft dainty hands within his larger ones. But he couldn't. For she wasn't his. And those Ravenclaws were at perfect liberty to trail their lust filled eyes all over her no matter how much he despised it, for she wasn't his.

"Talking about miss Frenchie are we?" Fred and George's voices pulled Harry out of his lust filled trance that he had been under from the moment his emerald eyes locked with her blue ones of the upmost beauty, not even the bluest of oceans or brightest of skies could compare.

"Harry talked to her this morning! She said she wanted to see him again!" The twins eyes widened at Ron's words, the two gingers clapping the raven haired boy on the back.

"Atta boy Harry! Knew you had it in you!" The twins flashed the younger boy a devious smile as they helped themselves to some of the delicacies that lined the table.

"I didn't talk to her. Not really. I just ran into her on my way to the owlery. And Harry shot Ron a pointed look. "She didn't say she wanted to see me again. She said 'she would see me around.' There's a difference."Harry finished, sending another annoyed look at his ginger friend, though he didn't hold the look for long as his eyes soon drifted to a certain blue eyed veela as she entered the Great Hall with a taller silvery haired girl, the two making eye contact once again. Ocean blue locking on emerald green.

Diana walked through the cold halls of Hogwarts with Fleur, making small talk about the Triwizard Tournament as the two quarter veelas walked to the Great Hall for breakfast. As they talked Diana's mind couldn't help but wander back to her run in she had with the green eyed boy- with Harry, that morning. She wasn't sure what is was, but something about the boy with the green eyes captivated her, drawing her in.

As Fleur and Diana walked into the Great Hall for breakfast, Diana couldn't help but scan the crowds of students. Her bright blue eyes searching for him. Searching for Harry. Their eyes once again met, ocean blue locking on emerald  green in an intense gaze. Neither of the fourteen year olds looking away until Fleur grabbed Diana by the arm, dragging her along to the Ravenclaw table with the rest of Beauxbatons.

"I think you have an admirer Di." Skye nodded her head in the direction of the Gryffindor table, as she helped herself to a plate of toast.

Diana turned around a light blush gracing her ethereal features as her sparkling eyes met with Harry's. blue on green.

"Oooh he's cute Diana!" Gabrielle let out a soft squeal her eyes widening at Harry.

"Gabrielle!" Fleur chastised her younger and now boy crazy sister, letting out a chuckle at her antics.

"I suppose he is quite attractive. He has nice eyes." Diana mumbled, the blush on her cheeks darkening as she turned back to her friends.

"Oooooh! Diana has a boyfriend!" Gabrielle let out another loud squeal.

"I do not! I just think he's nice... to look at." Her already crimson blush reddened at her words, her mind drifting back to her early encounter with the boy. Remembering the way the early morning light came through the windows bathing him in sunlight. The way his school jumper was just tight enough to emphasize his muscles. And oh the way his dark hair sat in a perfect windswept mess. There was just something about this boy that she couldn't get out of her head.

authors note!
another filler chapter eek! also this chapter is like the worst thing i've ever written so i'm so sorry, but I wanted to get something out since I didn't upload yesterday! there should be a double update today so be ready!