Sixth Chapter

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Andromeda's POV


I don't think I've ever felt this jealous of my sister right now. She had our witch in her lap while she was hard. God I want to be her right now.


"So Mum and Aunties I think it is time you mean my soulmate. This is Fleur Delacour. Now be nice," my daughter told us as she sat down in the free seat with her mate beside her. "Tell us more about yourself Miss. Delacour," my little sister said.


"I'm 22, I work at Gringotts, I have a little sister and I'm the leader of the Delacour Veela clan." Leader of a clan? She's a bit young for that isn't she? "How do you know Hermione?" Narcissa asked and I looked to the young girl who smirked, "no don't tell them." I turned to a red face Hermione then back to the Veela, "I was at 'Ogwarts for ze Tri Wizard Tournament. The first time I actually talked to 'Ermione was after the Yule Ball. I saw 'er crying about boys and I made 'er... feel better."


"Feel better?" I questioned looking to Hermione who was now turned to the side hiding in Bella's neck. God I want her to be in my arms like that. "I was 'Ermione's first kiss," Fleur admitted.


"WHAT!" My sisters and I yelled and turned to the witch in my older sister's arms. "You kissed Hermione!" Dora yelled at the blonde, "yes she is actually quite good at it." I got my wand out and pointed it at the blonde, "calm down Andromeda I did not take 'er innocence although it was tempting."


"Wait you kissed her and you stayed in MY BED," Bella growled and Hermione hid more. "You can all relax. You too babe. That was a long time ago and I have a mate now I don't want anyone else but Dora." I slowly lowered my wand.


"Now let us talk about this prophecy," Fleur said and my eyes go wide and turned to Hermione who looked at the Veela confused. "What prophecy?"


Dora slammed her hand over Fleur's mouth, "nothing there is no prophecy." I sighed then looked over to the witch who had an eyebrow raised and her arms crossed.


I walked over picked the girl off my sister's lap and put her on mine, "hey you stole my muddy." Bella said and I glared, "she's just as much mine as she is yours." Hermione blushed and looked to Fleur, "what prophecy Fleur?"


The woman muffled voice reached the air but we couldn't understand her so I turned Hermione around so she is straddling my lap. I looked into her hazelnut eyes, "Hermione there was a prophecy told a long time ago by our grandfather but you're not ready to hear it." I told her and she huffed, "I can decide for myself thank you now tell me."


"House black will rise again

Three sister of dark

Each gifted in their own arts

A worrier

A traitor

A healer

All take one wife

Pure of blood but covered in Mud

She alone with be the matriarch of the house of Black"


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