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Chapter #10: Proposals.

As expected, Harry and Fleur were with Tonks and Amelia, and they were giving their statements.

“So yeah, I just acted on pure instinct,” Harry said with a serious tone.

Fleur was with him, and she was corroborating his statement as she embarrassingly admitted to looking at him and not at Neville during the task, Amelia and Tonks listened attentively and took notes, they were surprised by his magical skill, he was just a fourth year student, and yet, he wasn’t that bad, with luck he could manage to defeat a weak Auror.

“Thank you so much for your statement, Mr. Potter…I hope this doesn’t sound disrespectful, but…I want to be in contact with you,” the older redhead said with a serious expression.

Both Tonks and Fleur looked at the woman with perplexed expressions, while Harry was surprised, but in the end, he internally smirked while politely smiling at her.

“You flatter me, madam Bones,” Harry said with a calm expression.

Then it hit Amelia how her words could be misunderstood.

“Oh, I'd better explain myself better,” she rubbed her forehead. “You see, we live in turbulent times, Mr. Potter, something dangerous is coming for us, and the ministry doesn’t want to take the signs seriously,” she explained, and Harry nodded.

“They’re too scared to face reality,” Harry sighed.

“Yes, and that’s why I’m trying to recruit strong people not to join the Auror forces, trust me, you don’t want to join, the politics and the corruption make this a very difficult job, no, I mean it with the intention to create a group of people who can be called in case something were to happen and they won't worry about the protocols…I see potential in you, and in you too, Miss Delacour,” Amelia said with a soft smile.

“It could be fun,” Tonks winked at him, a bit of her cleavage was exposed, Harry knew this woman was dangerous, and yet, he couldn’t help but feel attracted to her like a moth is attracted to the light.

“I’ll think about the group thing, but…If you want us to have tea from time to time, you’re welcome to invite me,” Harry winked at them.

Both Amelia and Tonks smirked, it seems like their strategy worked.

“You’re a difficult man, Harry, I was hoping my charm would’ve been enough to convince you,” Amelia said, feigning disappointment.

“Miss Bones—” Harry was stopped.

“Amelia, please call me Amelia,” the older redhead said with a smirk.

“Amelia, I was charmed the moment my eyes fell on you, but sometimes, beauty isn’t enough to make a decision, you know? Even if it looks like, this isn’t my war, there’s no point in fighting for a country that doesn’t want to change, what I'm saying is that if you’re not looking forward to a change in our culture and customs, then we cannot work together,” Harry told them sincerely.

He had a plans and he needed people by his side but he also needed to be honest if he wanted to earn their trust and their wands, so, if there was a common ground they could find, he would welcome their alliance but he was planning to create a new world that brings magic back to where it belongs, so, he needed people who think similarly to him.

“Well, then I guess it should be better if we had a longer discussion about what we want to achieve in the long run, Mr. Potter, sadly, we don’t have the time as we need to interview more witnesses, but…” Amelia suddenly handed him a mirror.

Tonks did the same thing.

“These mirrors are enchanted, just touch them with your wand and call our names, and we’ll answer your call, we can arrange a meeting this way,” Amelia told him with a soft smile.

“Amazing, this is like muggle cellphones, but you don’t have to worry about being disconnected out of nowhere,” Harry said, awed.

“This thing, Harry, was made by my cousin, who also happened to be your godfather, Sirius Black,” the purple-haired witch told him with a big smile.

“Really? Do you know how to build these? It could be an interesting product, maybe we can find a way to play games with this…” Harry said to himself.

The women looked at him with amused and confused expressions, Harry quickly shook his thoughts off.

“I’ll contact you so we can speak more about these devices,” Harry told them, and they nodded.

The women felt satisfied to hear that, to have the interest of such an interesting wizard was something they couldn’t help but look forward to, they kissed him on the cheek before leaving, and Harry couldn’t stop himself from checking their rears as they swung their hips while they walked away, those tight jeans looked amazing on them.

Nymphadora had a great ass, it was bubbly and round, but Amelia wasn’t far behind, hers was bigger, women usually have arses like those in the muggle world with the help of implants, but he seriously doubts something like that is involved, magic is amazing.

“Such an interesting pair,” the woman with a French accent told him, and he chuckled.

“Very interesting,” Harry told her with a smirk.

Harry and Fleur continued their previous conversation, they started to get to know each other, and Harry was surprised that behind this beautiful and perfect woman was hiding someone ambitious and fierce, it seems like she loves to visit ancient ruins on her free time and that’s why she wants to become a curse breaker, she wants to be like a magical version of Indiana Jones.

They were too deep in their conversation that they never noticed when someone else joined them until the person clarified his voice, and both Harry and Fleur were taken aback by his presence, Harry had a hardened look, but still, he looked at the man with a calm expression.

“Headmaster…What do I owe the honor of your visit?” Asked Harry with a calm, calculated tone.

He was pissed at this wizard, he has tried to contact him for ages but he always has a reason not to see him, the fact that he came to see him after Neville died was something that was making him a feel a bit wary, the show of power clearly made the old wizard see him in a different light, he was hoping not to get turned into the next Neville Longbottom, as said man didn’t end too well.

“Miss Delacour, I’m sorry, but I need to speak with Mr. Potter privately,” the old wizard told the blonde.

The French witch was a bit taken aback by his bluntness, but in the end, she understood what was going on.

“It was good to talk to you, Harry, see you at dinner, we can sit together, right?” She asked hopefully, and Harry nodded.

“Of course, Fleur, you’re welcome to join me. I always have lots of space anyway,” he said with a soft smile that made her blush.

She nodded and left the place, and Harry couldn’t stop staring at the way her perfect body moved as her form eventually faded.

“This is impressive…She tried to use her power to get a positive response from you, but that was useless, her powers had no effect on you, luckily you seem to be interested in her, Harry,” Dumbledore said with a calm expression.

Harry wanted to snap at this man, but he also needed answers, it was better to get this over with so he could continue with his life, or else he was going to say something he could regret.

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