Harry was just thankful that the final class for the day was a double of Muggle Studies. He'd breeze through that.
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After classes, Harry hurried back to the apartment, again almost going into the wrong one, 'Apartment 9', he was that distracted; and set about changing into wizarding casual before pulling out his assignments. The extra one, the one on the importance of paying attention in the potions lab, he set aside for now. He didn't need more reason to not pay attention than an assignment on paying attention.
He'd only just made a start when his three girls walked in together.
"Good afternoon, Harry," they each said, before making their ways to their rooms to change.
'Aaaaand... there goes my concentration again,' he mutter-sighed.
When Hermione came out a little while later, she smiled at Harry and sat next to him, pulling out her own assignments and homework. The other two joined them less than a minute later.
The first thing Harry noticed about Fleur was that she was wearing the pink choker.
"Fleur," he said. "Thank you for wearing it; but, when we're in here and alone, you do not need to wear the choker if you do not want to."
She looked at him in surprise. "'Arry, we really need you to read the book my Maman provided on Veela. I will not be removing the debt ribbon... for that is what it is called... ever."
"Y-you have to wear it all the time?" he exclaimed, a little horrified.
"Yes," she simply replied. "It is our way."
Scrunching his face up and closing his eyes in frustration, he then gave a sigh and said, "Yes, I do need to read that book."
The assignments proved to be a struggle and Harry had nowhere near accomplished as much as his usual. However, he thought it understandable, considering.
Finally, as the time for dinner approached, he pushed what he was working on further into the middle of the coffee table in a neat and organised stack and sat back with a sigh. "Can't seem to concentrate," he muttered, staring down at the work before him.
He didn't see the three girls all smirk at one another before Hermione said, "Then, set it aside."
"Well, I have to do something," he grumped.
"Go shower, get clean, put on some nice clothes, then go up to the Room of Requirement," she instructed. "I think you and I can have dinner together in there, if you can think of a nice setting for it."
The way she said it was quite casual, but it made Harry perk up.
He stared at her for a few moments, before a grin slowly spread over his face. She wasn't looking back.
Then he shot to his feet and ran for his bedroom door. "Okay!" he yelled back.
The three girls all waited until his bedroom door slammed shut and a moment beyond before all three burst into laughter.
"Eager, isn't 'e?" said Fleur.
Hermione turned serious and said, "Just... don't let on you know what's going on, please."
"We won't, Hermione," said Daphne. "We understand."
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When Harry came out a little while later, he saw that all three girls were missing. He 'snuck' over closer to Hermione's door to see if they were all in there. He could hear all three chatting, so returned to the sofas. He didn't want to intrude on what they were talking about. That would be rude.
When they came out about thirty minutes later, Hermione was carrying a small shoulder bag. But, she was also dressed quite well. Harry recognised it as a dress he'd seen her try on in the past. It really did suit her.
When he saw her, he only had eyes for her in that moment. "I like your idea of having dinner in the Room of Requirement. I've been wracking my brains trying to come up with a good setting. I think I have it."
She smiled back and said, "Shall we go then?"
When he appeared a little worried about the other two, Daphne said, "Don't worry about it, Harry. You should have an intimate dinner with your betrothed, every now and then at least. Fleur and I will be joining the Longbottoms and heading down to the Great Hall."
A little worried, he said, "Call for and send Dobby or Betsy if there's any trouble, alright?"
Both other ladies nodded and smiled back. Fleur said, "We'll be fine, 'Arry. Go enjoy your dinner and do not worry about us. Besides, we'll 'ave Neville and the others with us."
Instead of walking through the school, Harry called Dobby to pop them to directly outside the Room of Requirement.
Once there, Harry walked the requisite three times before the section of wall where the doors would appear. After his third pass, they were there.
Hermione frowned at it and said, "That looks familiar."
Harry just grinned and opened the double doors, gesturing her within.
As soon as she stepped inside, Hermione stopped in shock.
"Pottermore!" she exclaimed, looking about.
She whirled on him with a look of both pleased surprise and a little awe. "Harry! It's perfect!"
He was mightily pleased he'd guessed right.
After he closed the door he said, "Dobby is putting up an elvish disillusionment charm over the wall outside, so no one can walk by, see it and come inside, wondering what it was."
Her smiled widened into a full grin. "Even better!" she said. "I was worried about just that happening."
"Let's go and have dinner, shall we?" he said, gesturing towards the formal dining room. "By now, Betsy should have also gone and gotten the other Pottermore elves and they'll be hard at work on cooking and preparing us a dinner fit for royalty."
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During their very well cooked and prepared meal, both teens refused to visit the elephant in the room and spoke about other matters. The closest they got was wondering if Neville had been intimate with either of his girls yet.
"I don't think so," he replied, when Hermione voiced it. "The way they interact has not changed all that much since within the first few days.
"Anyway, it's not something we should discuss. It's something private between them. You'd not like it if they were talking about us the same way, would you?"
She smiled back and said, "You're right; I wouldn't."
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