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"Is it alright?" The young girl asked.

"You like it don't you?" Harry asked.

"It will be a nice comb for my doll." Gabrielle agreed.

"I'll give you the thumbs up and when you see that, place that in your pocket." Harry whispered. He smiled when the young girl nodded and he looked around for a distraction.

He noticed a group of loud men from the other table that continued to leer at Fleur and her mother, and Harry decided that they were a suitable distraction.

"Watch this." Harry whispered to Gabrielle and as the waiter moved across them carrying a large tray full of food, he moved his chair and the waiter tripped and crashed into the other table. Everyone at their table stopped talking and they all looked at the commotion where the men from the other table continued to berate the waiter.

Harry immediately gave a thumbs up sign and young Gabrielle nodded and stored the comb like clip used for the napkins into her small bag. Harry beamed, he was so proud. Gabrielle made her first ever heist and she wasn't even caught.

"Good job Gabby." Harry grinned. "Don't tell anyone okay?"

"Oui Harry!" Gabrielle said happily.

"What are you two talking about?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing." Harry said.

"It is none of your business." Gabrielle raised her chin, copying her older sister whenever she turns down suitors.

Fleur laughed and clapped her hands, praising her younger sister and Harry hid his smile in a cough as Hermione looked at the young girl, her mouth wide open in shock.

"Are we ready?" Fleur asked.

"Almost." Harry said as he looked outside the window of the car. "It's that house Julian with the purple mailbox."

"Whose house?" Fleur asked.

"Tonks." Harry grinned. "I asked her to stay with us for the holidays."

"It's a very small house." Fleur observed.

"Not everyone lives in a thirty bedroom palace Fleur." Harry said. "And I like Tonks' house. It has a homey feel to it."

"And what about our house?" Fleur frowned.

"I like your house too." Harry said.

"You should, we are going to live there when we get married." Fleur crossed her legs and looked outside the window of the car. "Where is this Tonks?"

"She's late as usual." Harry said. He leaned across Gabrielle's seat and pushed the horn in the steering wheel, telling Tonks to hurry up.

"Is that her? The one with the... purple hair?" Fleur asked.

A young woman ran across the damp footpath, carrying a bag in each hand.

"What is she doing?" Fleur asked. The young auror trainee looked like she was sliding across the stone footpath as she neared the car, her two arms waving frantically.

"EEK!" Fleur shrieked when the distorted face of Tonks slammed into her window.

"That's Tonks." Harry said.

He got off the car and helped his companion to her feet and dusted the blades of grass and dirt from her clothes. "I see someone's excited."

"Of course I am." Tonks said. She immediately hugged her familiar and for once she started patting down Harry's messy hair. "I've never crossed the channel to mainland Europe before."

"Let's get into the car... I'll introduce you to the Delacours." Harry grabbed the bag in Tonk's left hand and knocked on the end of the car, asking Julian to pop the boot.

"Are you sure they are nice?" Tonks asked.

"Don't worry Tonks." Harry said. "You spoke with Julian over the Floo, and you didn't find him snobby. Besides, he is a master dueler and a retired auror, I'm sure you'll get tips from him."

"I only agreed to this because I wanted to make sure your new guardians are all right. Where is this Fleur of yours?" Tonks lifted her other bag into the trunk and looked at her familiar.

"She's inside." Harry said. "I'm sure you'll get along." The Boy-Who-Lived opened the door for Tonks and the Metamorphagus auror sat down on the empty seat and found herself looking at four pairs of eyes.

Harry moved across her and sat down in the middle seat beside Gabrielle and Tonks shut the door of the car. "Tonks, these are the Delacours, and everybody this is Tonks."

"I'm pleased to finally meet you in person." Julian smiled. He adjusted his rear view mirror and shifted the car into gear and they took off from the street in an instant. "Harry told me many things about you."

"Likewise." Tonks nervously smiled back. She relaxed a little when she felt Harry give her a comforting pat on the knee and fondly ruffled his hair. She looked over Harry's head and noticed a young woman with striking looks giving her the eye, and she raised an eyebrow in question. This must be Harry's betrothed, the French quarter veela girl.

"Can't we activate the portkey here?" Apolline asked.

"I'm afraid we have to pass by portkey control first." Julian said. "So Tonks, Harry here tells me that you are training to become an auror."

"I just started this year." Tonks said. She narrowed her eyes when Fleur flicked her hair in her direction and grabbed Harry's left hand and gently massaged his palm.

"Who is your auror trainer?" Julian asked curiously.

"We call him Mad Eye, but you probably know him as Alastor Moody." Tonks said proudly. She took Harry's free hand grabbed it and intertwined her fingers with his while the poor boy tried to break out of both grips to no avail.

"You must be quite talented for Moody to pick you. He's one of the few aurors in the British Ministry that I actually respect." Julian said. He realized that his statement might have offended the trainee auror and apologized.

"You don't need to apologize Mr. Delacour. Moody always tells me that the quality of aurors has really gone downhill ever since You-Know-Who was defeated." Tonks said. "My boss, Amelia Bones tried to reintroduce the old training course but it was blocked by Fudge and his allies in the Wizengamot."

"How is Amelia?" Julian asked. "The last I saw her was three years ago."

"She's doing fine." Tonks said. "She still joins the dueling exercises from time to time."

Julian laughed and stopped the car as they reached the long line for the car portkey control. "Now that's an opponent I want to duel someday. It looks like we'll have to wait for quite a while."

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