A Hope through time/ Hope Mikaelson in hp and teen wolf

Harry had popped by the Library at the beginning of Winter to join Hope for a few minutes during one of their study periods to ask some questions about the Political Houses as he was unable to get any information on either, the Most Ancient and Noble Houses of Potter and Black. Unfortunately Neville was also unable to help him as he can't explain House politics to another House but Harry had admitted to Neville about speaking to the Goblins about this. But they can't give any actual help either.

The Goblins were also unable to emancipate Harry due to a Will left by the Potter's sealed in the Family vault which can only be opened by the Head of House. Creating a conundrum Harry can't get past.

The Most Ancient and Noble House of Black has similar restrictions as the Head of House is the only one able to confirm the hierarchy of the House.

Hope sighed in annoyance for Harry. "Well we both know why the Black's would be impossible to prove but at the same time it also proves Sirius' innocence as the Head of House ring would move to the next in line if the convict was trialled, proven guilty, then sent to Azkaban in that order."

Harry's head banged on the desk in frustration. "I also heard on the last Hogsmeade trip that Sirius is my Godfather from Professor McGonnagall so from what you told me over the Summer seems to be correct."

Hope gave Harry a look. "What? You've the one who told me to triple check everything."

Hope nodded her head in understanding. "That's fair. I'm glad you took that advice to heart. It may save your life one day and show you who your enemies really are."

Gryffindor's Golden Boy tried to casually bring up Lupin's concerns. "However I've heard that you are keeping secrets too."

Hope turned to face him slightly, one eye meeting Harry's.

"Everyone has secrets Harry." Hope answered neutrally wondering where this conversation was going.

"That's true. But what if this secret could endanger the school?" Harry asks cautiously.

Hope turned her full attention to the raven haired boy.

"What secret do you think I'm hiding that would endanger the school?" Hope asked stoically.

Harry winced at the tone Hope responded with.

"Uh… Werewolves?" Harry whispered with a grimace.

"You think I'm hiding a Werewolf?" Hope asks incredulously.

"Well… Actually… Someone suggested that you are a Werewolf?" Harry finishes with a reluctant breath.

"Harry." Hope sighed in annoyance now realising that Professor Lupin or potentially Dumbledore are now using Harry to gain information about her that they are unable to figure out for themselves.

"Remember we studied Werewolves with Snape just before Hallowe'en?" Hope asked Harry who nodded slowly.

"Well use the information you know. Hermione said that Werewolves must shift on a full moon, right?"

"Yeah?" Harry replies in agreement.

"Well did you know that this is the first time in nearly 19 years that a full moon was on the same day as Hallowe'en?" Hope as the red trimmed boy, to which Harry shook his head.

"Then confirm it, then ask yourself. Where was I? Was I in the lockdown in the Great Hall for all to see? Or was I elsewhere?" Hope questioned the Boy-Who-Lived with a slightly frustrated tone.

"You were with the 2nd year Ravenclaw that Myrddin is protecting." Hope raised her eyebrows at the boy with a questioning stare, "Uh… I notice things. I like to take notice of people."

"People you want to protect or people you don't trust?" Hope asked back with a knowing smile.

"Both." Harry answered instantly.

"Which list do I fall in?" Hope asked with a small frown.

Harry scratched his forehead awkwardly for a few moments. "Regardless of my current behaviour and inquiry. You are one of the few people I trust. Sorry if I didn't make you feel that way."

"It's fine. I understand." Hope waved off before tapping her fingers on the desk.

"Would you have still trusted me if I was a Werewolf?"

Harry pursed his lips for a moment. "I feel like that is a dangerous question to answer until I know more about Werewolves, rather than a one-sided lesson with Snape."

Hope just grinned before ruffling up Harry's hair before patting him on the head as she stood up to walk away. "Good answer. I would suggest you look into that."

"Huh?" Harry spluttered as he moved to tidy his hair.

"Hope?" He called out to Hope's retreating back before being shushed by Madam Pince causing Harry to jump in surprise.

Hope stroked Alexandria's feathers softly, methodically as she sat on her dormitory bed listening to her sunlight bird preen happily as Hope was reading a book Daphne had given to her from the Greengrass vault.

The book was about political strategies along with the rules and etiquettes required for Houses greater than the Noble and Ancient Houses. It also has the added benefit of being an interesting read in regards to the requirements needed for the leader of one of the political factions.

However the more Lady Emrys read the more pissed she was getting because the book was not giving her an option of going to the English Neutral Ball unless she announced herself as Lady Emrys.

But since the Flamel's are a part of the French Neutral Faction they are required to go to France for the Yule Ball and since that the French Most Ancient and Noble House such as the Delacour family are aware the Flamel's now have an Heir. Hope must go to France as well or she will be scrutinised along with the Flamel's if she doesn't show up.

Hope wasn't going to do that to Nic and Nelle but she was upset that she couldn't bring Daphne with her either since she was the daughter of the leader of the English Neutral Faction. The blonde couldn't go anywhere else unless she was married to someone of a higher or equal House, which she was but Hope and Daphne haven't announced their engagement nor Hope's Legendary status.

So the girls were stuck between a rock and a hard place unless Hope chose to announce herself as the only member of a Legendary House, but that would bring more trouble for the girls than what it was worth at this time in their lives.

Hope growled under her breath, eyes glowing as she stood up to pace in her room, trying to calm herself. Hope was brought out of her pacing when she heard a knock at her door causing her to stop immediately and stare at the door in shock as this was the second time someone had knocked at her door.

"Mikaelson?" A cold but musical voice sounded through her door.

Hope's heart skipped a beat as she opened her door to see her beautiful Mate standing at the door with her Ice Queen mask plastered securely on her face. Hope stood to the side, opening the door further so the taller girl could enter her room.

"You may as well come in, Greengrass. So we can work in private on our Duelling lessons without prying ears eavesdropping on us." The Tribrid remarked with a smirk as she folded her arms over her chest, leaning against the door gently.

Daphne rolled her eyes so that only Hope could see before she walked into Hope's room and Hope shut the door behind her Mate as soon as she entered far enough into her room.

"You know." Hope started as she wrapped her arms around Daphne's waist and rested her chin on the blonde's shoulder.

The Tribrid whispered in the blonde's ear. "Just hearing my last name coming out of your mouth sends goosebumps over my arms. You make my name sound sexy no matter which name you use."

Daphne laughed gleefully as she leaned back into Hope's embrace. "I'm glad that I can make your knees go weak by speaking just one of your names… Sorry about the coldness."

Hope shook her head into the blonde's back as she happily inhaled her Mate's wonderful scent of fresh snow, oranges and parchment. "Don't worry about it. I know it was just for show."

"I felt your magic earlier." Daphne mentioned lightly as she turned in Hope's arms to place her arms around Hope's neck in a loose hold.

"You seem angry like lightning racing across the room. Unpredictable. What's wrong darling?"

Hope gritted her teeth for a moment as her anger rushed back thinking about their political problems. "I read the book you gave me. I didn't find any answers to join you for the Neutral Ball so I have to go to France without you since your father is the known head of the Neutral Faction and my parents are known members of the French Neutral Faction. So I have to join them this time as Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House Flamel."

Hope moved her mouth over Daphne's neck, fangs elongating and Hope grazed them along the blonde's neck.

The Pureblood girl threw her head back in pleasure and murmured "Fuck" under her breath as Hope sank her fangs into Daphne's neck for a few short moments before retracting them and drinking up the witch's freely given blood.

Hope licked away the excess blood trails on Daphne's neck before kissing over the bite mark. "Thank you, love."

"Any time." The blonde replied with a blissed out look on her face, "Like seriously any time."

Hope snorted slightly.

"I'm starting to think that you enjoy being bitten more than kissed at this rate." Daphne blinked a few times before she turned her head to the side, a thoughtful look on the aristocratic face.

Daphne turned back to Hope with a confused look on her face. "Do you want an honest answer to that?"

Hope pursed her lips before bursting out laughing, unable to keep her composure. Daphne joined in with Hope's laughter, happy that Hope's magic was much more calm than it was when the blonde first entered the room.

When Hope was able to stop laughing she released her Mate and sat on the edge of her bed moving the book over to her bedside table before looking back up at the blonde beauty. "No I don't actually. But you would let me know if my bites ever hurt you. Right?"

Daphne gave a stunned look at Hope before he knelt on the floor in front of Hope taking both of the auburn haired girls hands into her own, tracing over her fingers. "Your bites don't hurt me darling. In fact, I enjoy how they feel… I think the word you used was euphoric. The bites feel pleasurable to me."

Daphne looked up to Hope's partially intrigued face but the Tribred also had a look of exasperation on her face as she waited for Daphne to answer her question.

Daphne sighed and bent her head down to touch their joined hands.

"If you ever hurt me I'll let you know… Unless I am actually enjoying a little bit of pain." The blonde smirked as she answered with a seductive voice.

Hope's sea coloured eyes met with Daphne's extraordinary light blue eyes, Hope's eyes glowed momentarily as her wolf made an appearance and a pur erupted from Hope's throat.

"Minx." A deep rumbling sound comes from the Tribrid's chest.

The girls had talked for nearly 3 hours after dinner. It was the last weekend before the Yule holidays and they were discussing some plans on how to spend the holidays together. Hope mentioned that she didn't want Daphne to devote all her time with her, that she had friends like Tracey and Blaise that she should at least visit during the holidays. While she met up with Susan, Hannah and Neville as they wanted to discuss some events happening at school mainly involving Potions and the Dementors.

Hope had asked Daphne what she should do in regards to the Ball since she had to go but she didn't want any contracts drawn up between herself and another in the French Magical Community. Daphne had told Hope that the Flamel's would be legally allowed to place Hope into a contract but since Hope has claimed emancipation without anyone actually knowing this, so the Flamel's can't place Hope into a contract without Hope's explicit permission.

Hope sighed a breath of relief when she heard that but asked how she was supposed to hide her magic power and signature from the Veela that would be in the room. Hope had informed Daphne of the Delacour's and that the French family were wishing to put one of their Veela daughters in a contract with Hope.

Daphne shrugged helplessly as she suggested rhetorically. "Just use one of your invisibility spells or notice me not charms. That way you showed up as you are required to do by political expectations but you don't have to talk to anyone if you don't want to. With the Veelas you unfortunately won't be able to hide from them, in fact they may seek you out."

"Well isn't that just fucking great!" Hope replied sarcastically as she threw herself on her bed.

Professor Lupin along with Harry, Ron and Hermione had pulled Hope aside after the last Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson before the Yule holidays.

Harry had the decency to look sheepish as Hermione and Lupin looked at Hope in thinly veiled curiosity whereas Ron looked like he wanted to be anywhere other than next to a Slytherin.

"What's wrong Professor?" Hope asked with an emotionless tone, internally Hope let out a frustrated sigh while her Vampire laughed her ass off and her Wolf was just pissed that this lesser Werewolf was trying to reveal Hope's secret.

"Miss Mikaelson. I've received some interesting news that you are an unregistered Animagus and I am required to perform a spell to confirm if you are an Animagus." Lupin said with a fake sigh.

Hope's eyes caught Lupin's light green eyes and glared at the Professor in utter annoyance. "Really?" Hope dramatically dragged out before looking over to Harry.

"I wonder who has been spreading these rumours about me? Because Harry had asked me if I was a Werewolf only 2 weeks ago and now I'm an Animagus." Hope mentioned with a scowl on her face as she faced Lupin with an accusing glare.

Hope actually heard the DADA teacher gulp in fear.

"Someone is playing a joke on you Professor and I would suggest you stop before I ask Flitwick to join us so I can challenge you to a Wizard's Duel." Hope threatened as her eyes narrowed dangerously on the other Werewolf, her own Wolf rising to the challenge.

Lupin's eyes widened as a subvocal growl left his throat at the threat from the 3rd year Slytherin. "Now, now. There is no need for that. Challenging a Professor to a Duel would not be a wise choice."

Hope heard the growl and narrowed her eyes at the older wolf.

"I defeated Lucius Malfoy within a minute. I think I can handle myself quite well, Professor." Hope met Harry's surprised yet shocked emerald eyes before sighing and rolling her eyes in annoyance.

"Whatever. Test me! You won't find anything because I am not an Animagus. So just get this over with and stop accusing me of being a mindless beast." Hope exclaimed as she spread her arms wide dramatically as she was so over this interrogation.

Hermione looked scandalised at Hope as the normally calm Slytherin spoke back rudely to a Professor and Ron snarled at Hope as he pulled out his wand from his robes to point it at Hope. "Shut your slimy mouth you evil, sluty snake."

Hope froze dangerously as she turned slowly to face the Weasley boy with eyes that reflected a raging sea. Hope was seconds away from challenging the red headed boy to a Duel before Harry pulled down on Ron's arm, forcing the wand away from Hope.

"Ron! What are you doing?!" Harry shouted at his friend.

The Tribrid considered duelling the stupid boy but chose not to at this time as it would only hurt Harry. Hope knew that she would get her chance to duel the boy next year when Ron and Harry have their falling out due to Ronald's jealous insecurity.

"Try that again Ronald Weasley. I dare you." Hope taunted with a devious smirk.

"I'd love to show you how I defeated Draco Malfoy without casting a single spell until Flitwick requested me to finish the Duel with a low-levelled stupify. Please offer me a Duel, Ronald. It would be a pleasure to kick your ass." Hope's Alpha tendencies got the better of her as she couldn't let a clear challenge like that go unannounced.

Ron spluttered out more curses at Hope while Harry held the taller boy back and Harry gave a frustrated sigh as he looked at Hope with a disheartened look. Hope felt slightly guilty as she saw the black haired boy's defeated look on his face.

Hope brought a hand up to scratch her forehead as she gritted her teeth as she forced out a halfhearted apology. "Harry, Hermione. I apologise for my actions and words but I can't say the same to Ronald as you both know that I rarely start these arguments between myself and Ronald. If Ronald wants an apology from me, he will need to apologise to me first."

Hope faces the Professor with a blank face.

"Cast your spell to see if I'm an Animagus so we can go to lunch. Please." The Wolf Queen added as an afterthought.

The elderly Werewolf pulled out his wand slowly and placed his wand parallel to Hope's heart before muttering. "Animo revelio."

The tip of Lupin's wand flashed brightly then dimmed immediately indicating that Hope was not an Animagus.

Lupin looked completely stunned as the spell had failed. He was sure that Hope Mikaelson was either a wolf Animagus or a Werewolf but Harry had told him that he saw Hope during Hallowe'en speaking to the blonde Ravenclaw, Miss Lovegood throughout the night.

Since Hallowe'en fell on a full moon it proved Hope's innocence on being a Werewolf otherwise she would have shifted into a Werewolf.

Remus had also taken his concerns to Dumbledore but even Dumbledore couldn't figure out what Hope Mikaelson was. He knew that the girl should have been sent running from the school the second she was sorted into Slytherin. But the girl persevered and grew stronger than he was expecting.

The addition of Flitwick finally choosing to teach duelling again after 27 years but only for two students. Two Slytherin students. Dumbledore couldn't believe his ear when he heard that Filius announced he was going to teach two Slytherins.

The Headmaster would have much preferred just about anybody else not in Slytherin. His Golden Trio in Gryffindor would have been his first choice. In fact Dumbledore had asked Filius to allow more students into the class but he denied the request!

Hope tooked the dumbfounded silence as her sign to leave and went to lunch without a backwards glance, still pissed about the events that just occured. When Hope sat down with the Hufflepuffs Daphne felt Hope's magic spiralling, ready to be released.

'Calm down Hope. Before you destroy the school.' Daphne worriedly told her Mate through a mental link that Hope and Daphne had created when the Tribrid was teaching the witch how to access her magic properly without the use of a wand.

'Can I kill Ronald Weasley, Daph? I promise he's not important to the future… Or at least he won't be in the future we help shape. He's a petulant, immature little boy who deserves to die! Asshole!' Hope vents as she angrily stabs her fork into a piece of pork with a hard clatter on the plate.

Susan looked over when she heard metal hitting ceramic almost sounding like Hope stabbed through the plate with how loud the sound was making the busty redhead jump in her seat as she turned to see a murderous look on Hope's face.

"Hope? Please calm down!" Susan murmured quietly in Hope's direction.

"By the look on your face, those wards that Lady Emrys placed on the Slytherins are going to activate and attack you. So please calm down." Susan reminded her Slytherin friend.

Hope turned to Susan with a look of such indifference that the yellow-trimmed girl literally jerked back in instinctual fear. Hope saw Susan's reaction causing the copper haired girl to release some of the tension from her body, her gaze softening as she looked at Susan.

"Sorry Sue. Someone pissed me off and I'm sorry you saw that." Hope apologised with a calming breath.

Susan let out a jagged breath as her heartbeat relaxed and fell into a natural rhythm. "It's alright. I'm just glad the wards didn't activate on you."

Hope met Susan's blue eyes with an appreciative nod of her head before placing her chin into her hand leaning into the table with a forced smile. "So am I honestly."

'That doesn't make me feel any better.' Daphne added nervously.

"Just be careful, Hope. You don't deserve to be attacked by the wards. So don't give them a reason to." The red haired witch mentioned cautiously as she placed a comforting hand on the Tribrid's shoulder.

Hope's smile became more genuine until she saw Ronald Weasley and a frown formed on her face instantly so she turned her back to the newcomers. Susan noticed this and looked at the entrance to see the Gryffindor Golden Trio making their way into the Great Hall.

To the Hufflepuff girl Harry looked guilty as he stared at her friend's back, however the look of utter contempt on Ron's face was as clear as day. Susan subtly pulled out her wand to sit lazily in her right hand, just in case the loud mouthed boy chose to attack Hope behind her back.

Hope was standing in her room after spending time with Nic and Nelle for Yule. She had asked Daphne to come over about 2 hours earlier than when the French Neutral Ball was supposed to start so they could talk. The other reason Hope asked Daphne to show up early was to help Hope pick out a dress to wear.

Daphne stared shamelessly at her Mate's nearly uncovered body as Hope was pacing back and forth in front of her wardrobe, dressed only in her underwear. A striking black cloth against tanned skin, alluring Daphne's gaze to the Tribrid's breasts, stomach, abs and ass.

The blonde eventually noticed after a few minutes that Hope had stopped moving and was staring at Daphne with a pleased smirk on her face.

Daphne blushed slightly before asking sheepishly. "Sorry. Did you ask me something?"

"I did." Hope moved so she stood within arms reach of the blonde and gently laced her fingers with Daphne's and dragged the pale hands seductively up her hips and body before releasing Daphne's hands to cup the Witch's exquisitely attractive face.

Daphne sighed heavily as she collapsed into Hope's hold, gripping at Hope's waist and massaging the smooth skin with her fingers.

"Daph?" Hope asked with a chuckle.

Daphne hummed and opened her ice coloured eyes to look up the line of Hope's gorgeous body, as she met with Hope's sea-blue orbs which held a mischievous glint.

"What?" Daphne asked, flabbergasted as she lost her concentration again while ogling Hope.

Hope let out a playful laugh.

"Pay attention, love." Hope said as she removed a hand from her Mate's face snapping her fingers in front of the blonde's face causing Daphne to blink rapidly as she focused on Hope's face.

"Sorry. You have my undivided attention. So long as I don't look down because you are too sexy for your own good." Daphne mentioned as she ran her hands up and down Hope's naked sides.

Hope moaned softly at the feel of Daphne's chilled hands on her body but kept focus on the blonde in front of her.

"Thank you, love. Now what dress should I wear?" The Tribrid asked as she looked over her shoulder to her wardrobe looking at the 5 dresses which were lined along the doorframe.

Daphne looked over Hope's shoulder to the door with the dresses hanging on it.

"Something that I get to see you in." The blonde murmured in jealousy.

Hope turned back to Daphne with a chuckle mixed with a flirtatious smile and an all knowing look. "Now you know how I feel at school when everybody stares at you like you are their possession. Besides, you will be seeing me in all these dresses over the years."

"That may be true but I don't want anyone else to see you in these dresses. Because I know that everyone will be staring at you. Objectifying you and knowing that pisses me off especially since I won't be there to threaten all the hormonal assholes that dare to place their hands on you." The blonde witch says with a displeased look on her face.

Hope ran her thumbs over Daphne's cheekbones with a determined look on her face. "Trust me, I feel exactly the same way."

Hope placed a kiss on Daphne's forehead leaving her lips lingering over Daphne's head. "If anyone touches you. Kick their ass and hex them out of the house or I'll get your father to do it. Since he still wants to be in charge of the Neutral Faction he'll do almost anything I ask."

"No talking about my father when you are naked." Daphne remarked strongly.

"Then just to be safe, no talking about politics while in bed." Hope countered.

Daphne rolled her eyes as she snarkily responded. "Then I guess we will have nothing to talk about."

Daphne looked back over to the dresses, they were all floor length gowns in different colours black, burgundy, emerald green, sapphire blue and amethyst purple.

"Try the burgundy." Daphne suggested.

Hope turned back to the dresses and stood up straight before snapping her fingers. Dressing herself in the burgundy dress in the blink of an eye.

Daphne blinked slowly as she stared in stunned astonishment at the Tribrid. Daphne trailed her eyes appraisingly over Hope's form. Hope looked like an irresistible siren in that dress in Daphne's professional opinion.

The dress hung loosely on Hope's shoulders drawing across Hope's torso showing a generous amount of cleavage while still being modest, the dress clung to Hope's waist like a second skin before flowing smoothly down the auburn haired girl's toned legs. There were slits running along the line of the sides of both legs giving Hope room to manoeuvre without feeling restricted and showing tanned skin on her legs.

"So… How do I look?" Hope asked as she brushed some of her hair behind her ear with a nervous smile.

"Remarkable." Daphne replied instantly in awe.

"Are you sure I can't join you?" The blonde added breathlessly.

Hope smiled in relief.

"Unfortunately we both know the answer to that question." Hope replied solemnly with a sad smile.

There was a silence in the room as Daphne took in her extraordinary girlfriend. Hope walked over to Daphne and offered her hands to the blonde, Daphne placed her hands in Hope's with hesitation and Hope pulled the blonde witch up to her feet. Hope moved around her Mate so she was standing behind her, placing her hands on Daphne's shoulders and slightly urging her to step to the left so she was standing in front of a mirror.

Through the reflection Daphne saw Hope's mouth lingering next to her ear and Hope breathed softly into the blonde's ear. "I'm trying to picture which colour would best suit you. My brain is telling me that the 4 colours hanging on the doorframe would all suit you. But I know I will be dancing with you at the next Yule Ball. So with that in mind."

Hope snapped her fingers again and Daphne saw the change in the mirror and gasped unexpectedly.

Daphne looked at her reflection and took in the black dress that she was now dressed in due to Hope's magic. The dress now that Daphne was wearing it felt utterly comfortable like the dress was made from black clouds. The dress only had a single shoulder strap that crossed from the left side of the material and up, covering her chest before looping over her right shoulder and making its return trip to the left hand side of the dress.

Daphne also noted how there were stones embedded into the dress travelling around her hips, on closer inspection Daphne realised that the stones were onyx and diamonds, they were littering the dress in glittering sparkles. The skirt of the dress fell down her long legs in folded waves giving Daphne plenty of room to move.

Hope placed her chin on Daphne's left shoulder and looked at the mirror taking in her Mate.

"God. You look absolutely stunning." Hope stated with the biggest smile on her face.

"I know that we can't go to each other's Balls, but can you sleep here with me tonight? That way I can still give you a dance?" Hope asked with an unfathomable smile.

"I'd love to… Also thank you for the dress. I actually feel comfortable for a change." Daphne remarked happily as she turned smoothly, the skirt of the dress flowing softly around her and her hands gliding down the smooth material.

Hope narrowed her eyes slightly at the wording Daphne chose to use but decided to let it go, for now.

"I'm glad. If you want any new dresses let me know and we will organise a trip out with you to get new clothing if you want?" Hope offered.

"I'll think about it…" Daphne replied with a cautious tone as she saw Hope's frown, so she decided to change the subject.

"We still have an hour before you have to leave and we are already dressed. What should we do in the meantime?" The Consort Emrys asked her Mate.

Hope walked over to her desk and picked up a couple of sketchbooks along with some pencils before handing some of the materials off to Daphne.

Daphne grinned as she took the items and moved over to a wall to lean against as Hope sat elegantly on the edge of the bed. Daphne has absolutely no idea how Hope makes sitting on the edge of the bed undeniably appealing in a formal dress but she somehow managed it.

After what seemed like a few minutes to the girls there was a knock on the door drawing both of their attention to the closed door.

Hope felt the magic in the air to determine who was and called out when she sensed rosemary, apples and fresh linen. "Come in mum."

Perenelle opened the door and was about to tell Hope that they had to leave shortly but she came up short when she saw the two girls, the ageless Healer brought up her hand to her mouth as she took a gasp. "Mon Dieu. You two look absolutely bewitching."

Hope and Daphne smiled at the older woman before answering, "Thank you mum/Nelle." The Hogwarts students said together.

Hope looked her mother up and down before letting out a low wolf whistle. "Looking good mum."

Perenelle was dressed in a 3 quarter length silver ball gown, shimmering like a rainbow in the light. However unlike Hope or Daphne's dresses, Perenelle's dress doesn't have any shoulder straps, the gown wraps securely across Perenelle's breasts leaving little to the imagination as the material of the gown almost looks see-through.

Daphne looked at Perenelle with a slightly intrigued face before asking curiously. "Just wondering but how does Nic handle you looking like that in a room full of men?"

Nicolas took that as his sign to enter as he was listening in and answered Daphne's question. "Honestly I don't handle it very well. But I deal with it because I trust my wife with all my heart."

When Nicolas got far enough into the room he saw the young couple before staring at them with a slack jaw. "Mon Dieu. You two look amazing."

Hope rolled her eyes good naturedly.

"Aw you're making us blush." Hope bantered with the immortal Alchemist.

Daphne grinned along with her Mate's words before snickering jovially. "As he should, the man looks handsome in a tux and you know it's true when a Witch's Witch admits that."

Nicolas started stuttering as he gripped his silver tie pulling at it nervously and his face turned red while Perenelle looked on in amusement. Hope shook her head lightly as Mryddin and Alexandria flew into Hope's room to perch themselves on Daphne and Hope's shoulders respectively, their claws lightly touching their bare skin.

Hope brought her hand up to stroke Alexandria's golden feathers as she asked politely. "So… I'm assuming it's time to go?"

Nicolas and Perenelle just nodded slightly and gestured to the door. Hope sighed and placed a cloaking charm on the two mythical birds. "Myrddin? Can you stay with Daphne for me?"

The midnight Phoenix thrills and bobs his head.

"Alexandria. You are with me." The golden Thunderbird chirps her joy happily.

Hope glides over to Daphne and places her hands lightly on the blonde's shoulders brushing her thumb over Daphne's bare shoulder, committing the smooth, perfect skin to memory as she connects her gaze with her lover.

"I will see you tonight. Even if no one else can see me. You will. I love you Daphne Greengrass." Hope lovingly informs her wife-to-be.

Daphne gave a smile that matched Alexandria's bright feathers before she leaned forward and kissed Hope for a moment before pulling back. "I love you, Hope. I'll see you later tonight."

Hope sighed as she made her way to her parents. "How are we making our way to France? Portkey? Floo? Apparition? Hell, do you want to travel by Phoenix or Thunderbird travel?"

The Flamel's snorted and Nicolas chuckled a reply. "I think Phoenix or Thunderbird travel would be a little too conspicuous. We will apparate. Floo travel is becoming too easy to track."

"Cool." Hope joined hands with Nicolas as Perenelle took Nic's other hand.

"I hope you have fun tonight love." Hope added with a small smile.

"You too. Try not to get distracted by the Veela." Daphne joked and Hope groaned as she buried her head into Nicolas' shoulder. Perenelle and Nicolas laughed at the coppery auburn haired girl, even Myrddin and Alexandria were singing in amusement.

"You're all assholes."

With the crack of an apparition and a squeeze through a tube later Nicolas, Perenelle and Hope appeared outside a large estate and whistled low under her breath. "Okay this is impressive." Hope looked over to her parents before delivering a joke to break the tension. "Are they overcompensating for something?"

Nicolas chuckled and Perenelle shook her head in exasperation. "Normally I would say yes. But the Delacour's are already in a position of power. Both within the Magical Creatures Community and the French Wizarding Politics… So no?

"I'll be under a notice me not ward but you two will be able to see me." Hope mentioned as she started making her way up the stairs like a woman on a mission, Alexandria had her chest puffed out proudly even though she was invisible as Hope ascended the steps.

Nicolas and Perenelle exchanged looks before following Hope up the stairs, arm in arm with amused looks on their faces.

The first thing Hope noticed when she entered the room was the excessive amount of smells. All the different scents mingling together, some bouncing off each other, like they were repelled by the very essence of some of the other scents. Hope turned her head to the side, squinting her eyes shut trying not to breathe until a small thrill sounds in her ear. Hope opened her eyes to see Alexandria.

Hope used the same trick that Professor Sprout taught her, focus on one thing, one scent. So Hope focused her sense of smell onto Alexandria, taking in the scent of rain, ozone, air and lightning.

Hope took a deep breath as she let Alexandria's natural rainy scent wash over her. "Thank you, Alexandria. I needed that."

The sunlight bird let out a calming cherp and rubbed her head against Hope's cheek.

Hope turned her attention back to the formal ball and took in all the elegant gowns and dress robes.

"Well, isn't this fancy?" The Tribrid mentions to the Thunderbird casually.

The golden bird thrills quietly as she rolls her eyes.

Hope watched as couples danced and chatted, all while making political alliances and small talk. Hope noticed as Nicolas and Perenelle made their way over to a couple that looked like they were roughly in their late 30's early 40's.

Both of the men took the hand of the opposite partner's hand and placed a kiss onto the back of it with a small bow.

Hope gave a small smirk as she watched the interaction.

"They are all class." Hope murmured as she picked up a glass off of a levitating tray which was carrying some sort of alcoholic drink.

Hope brought the glass to her lips and took a sip before moaning.

"Oh this is the good stuff. Château Margaux in it's 50's or 60's. Excellent." Hope recalled from one of her happy memories with her Aunt Rebekah.

An angelic voice coated in magic called out behind her in French. "Aren't you a little young to be drinking?"

Hope tilted her head to the side as she felt the seductive magic trying to allure her to give into temptation.

"If I'm a little too young for alcohol then why are you pumping out pheromones like you are trying to seduce me?" Hope replied in a French drawl as she turned around to face a breathtaking girl, about a head taller than Hope and a little taller than Daphne, with silky white-gold hair flowing like a waterfall down her back.

"I wanted to know why such a young girl was hiding under such a strong notice me not charm. I thought my magic was playing tricks on me when I felt your power." The golden girl remarked with haughty curiosity.

Hope took in the girl's appearance, realising this would be Fleur Delacour so Hope did what any sane person would do, tease the Veela.

"Your magic may be playing tricks on you. You are only a baby afterall." Hope taunted lightly with a tiny chuckle, "Let me guess. You've only recently completed your transformation into a Veela or part-Veela? Right?"

The girl looked both relatively pissed and intrigued at the same time which shouldn't look as attractive as it does on Fleur's face. "You can't possibly know that."

Hope brought the wine glass up again and finished it off in one gulp before placing it on a tray and exchanging it for a new glass. "No. I don't. But your posture gives you away. You haven't grown into the confidence I expected from a Veela. So I just assumed you were young."

The French girl picked up her own glass of wine from the floating tray and took a sip.

"Not a bad conclusion. I'm Fleur Delacour." The Veela proudly remarked with a small curtsy.

Hope raises her glass and bows her head slightly.

"Pleasure to meet one of the hosts of the evening. I'm Hope Mikaelson." Hope remembering her lessons on etiquette she got from Daphne and her Aunt Rebekah.

The Tribrid took the Veela's free hand, turning it over so she could place a chaste kiss on the back before releasing the hand gently like she watched Nic do no more than 5 minutes ago.

Fleur tilted her head to the side as she regarded the light auburn haired girl with suspicion, but also with an underlying tone of relief. "Not many people have the resistance you do against a Veela's allure. How are you doing that?"

"Sorry. Trade secret." Hope replied dismissively, she refocused her gaze on the elder Delacours. The man looked like he was in his element as he traded pleasantries with the Flamel's, however the woman was looking over in her and Fleur's direction. Hope made a chuffing noise under her breath as she took another sip of wine.

"What's so funny?" The older girl asked with a scowl as she saw the direction the other girl was looking in.

"Nothing. I just didn't realise how attuned Veela's are to magical auras. I see that your mother has located me as well." The Tribrid replied smoothly as she returned her attention back to Fleur.

"Who are the people that your parents are speaking to anyway?" Hope asked with faux curiosity.

Fleur took another glance in the parents direction to see if she could answer the girls question but when she recognised them as the Flamel's the older girl clammed up. "No one that you need to worry about. If you'll excuse me, my parents wish to speak to me."

Hope watched in amusement as she leaned against a wall as the show played out. She could tell that the Flamel's informed the Delacours that their Heir was at the Ball tonight but they were not going to force them to come out into the open against their will. Hope appreciated that her parents did not use gender specific pronouns and gave a smirk.

At one stage during the night Hope got bored and dropped her notice me not charm and decided to accept some dances from some suitors as she listened to them talk about their jobs trying to impress her, even though she was underage.

Hope removed her hands from her dance partners when they got too handsy and informed them that she was engaged and off the market. A few boys somewhere around her age chose to press their luck by continuously trying to ask Hope out, until they suddenly collapsed to the ground in a deep sleep as Hope whispered the spell 'Ad somnum.'

Hope checked the time on the large clock hanging above a bannister and groaned when she saw that there was still 30 minutes to go. Hope was about to reapply her notice me not charm until she felt and smelt what she believed to be lust mixed with lavender and jasmine.

"Hello again Miss Delacour. How can I be of service?" Hope asks with some repressed snark leftover from the idiot that couldn't understand the word no.

"You are very sensitive to me if you can tell when I am coming up from behind you." A smug voice echoed out flirtatiously.

Hope turned her head to face the Veela with a heavy sigh. "And I will tell you the same thing I have told everyone else who has flirted with me," Hope held up her left hand showcasing her left ring finger, "I am spoken for."

"I know. I've seen you send everyone else packing with their tails between their legs." Fleur admitted with a sigh.

"I kind of wish I knew how to do that. It would make these gatherings so much easier."

The golden haired girl gave a pleading look to the other girl as she softly requested. "Could you put up your ward again?"

Hope flinched in shock before giving the older girl a look asking 'and why should I do that for you', the Veela sighed in exhaustion. "Because when I spoke to you earlier your ward also covered me and I was able to breathe for the first time tonight. Please? It's too much."

Hope muttered under her breath erecting a ward. "So I was right? You are new?"

The liquid gold-haired girl with sky blue eyes etched into a pristine face let out a pleased noise as she relaxed her body and her magic.

Hope sucked in an involuntary breath of lustful air before shaking her head quickly to clear her mind.

"Man, that's strong when you're not actively holding back." Hope remarked as she rubbed her sensitive nose.

Fleur's eyes widened as she almost pulled back her magic since she forgot she wasn't actually alone, until she noticed that the coppery auburn haired girl stayed in place with a clear mind. "That's incredible. You can fight off my natural allure. That is near impossible." The Veela murmured quietly in amazement.

"Glad I can break the mould." Hope replied with a smirk.

The girls surprisingly became friends even though Hope was planning on ignoring the older Delacour but something just drew Hope to the older girl, a kinship of some sort. Hope wasn't sure what.

Thankfully Fleur's parents who she learned were Sebatsian and Apolline did not come over to Hope to introduce themselves as they seemed preoccupied looking for the Flamel Heir.

Hope had bid farewell to Fleur and left the Ball before placing a stronger notice me not charm on herself and she let Alexandria lightning travel them to Greengrass manor, bypassing the wards of the Greengrass' home.

Hope asked for Alexandria to fly over to Daphne to get her attention. Daphne had seen the incoming golden Thunderbird and leaned her head slightly against Mryddin to give the younger bird more landing space.

Daphne had felt her Mate arrive and was waiting for her to make her appearance but Hope was standing off to the side, leaning against the wall with a lazy smile on her face as she stared at her lover in total adoration.

Hope had stayed out of the way for the rest of this Ball but when all the guests left Hope dropped her ward and scooped her blonde beauty into a hug before apparting back to the Flamel residence.

As they arrived in the lounge room, Nicolas and Perenelle jumped slightly in their chairs at the girl's sudden appearance.

"Hey. So how was your time with the Delacours?" Hope asked cheekily as Myrddin and Alexandria flew off outside.

Perenelle gave Hope one of the most unamused faces Hope had ever seen which made Hope purse her lips tightly together to keep herself from bursting out in laughter. "Very frustrating. But thankfully they still don't know who you are… Unless you told the eldest Delacour daughter?" Nelle asked with a suggestive eyebrow.

Hope let out an amused laugh. "Nah, she had no clue. Fleur was just impressed with my power and my ability to ignore Veela allure."

Daphne was frowning as she heard Hope spent most of her time with a Veela but when she heard Hope's last remark she had a massive grin plastered on her face. "The allure doesn't affect you?"

Hope clicked her tongue.

"No. It affects me but I can ignore it." Hope amended.

"Eh, schematics. So long as no Veela can turn you into a mindless puddle of lust, I don't really care." Daphne replied with a grin.

Hope laughed as she linked arms with her Mate and pulled her off towards her bedroom. "Night Nic. Night Nelle."

"Good night, Hope. Good night, Daphne." Both Nicolas and Perenelle called out to their backs.

"Good night Mr and Mrs Flamel." Daphne called out as she entered Hope's room.

As the two girls walked into the room Hope closed the door quietly behind them and Hope turned to face Daphne with admiration in her eyes.

"Well this was a long night." The auburn haired girl sighed as she wrapped her arms around Daphne's waist, burying her face in the crook of her Mate's neck.

Daphne's arms instinctually returned the embrace, clutching at the soft fabric under her fingers tightly. "Not as long as my night was without you. Do you want to tell me about the Veela?"

"I'll tell you everything tomorrow. I promise. As you know I wasn't affected by her thrall but I did relate to her on a personal level… I feel as if she could be a potential friend but I'll relay why I think that later. But for tonight, I just want to end this day with you in my arms." Hope breathed into unblemished skin.

"Soon darling. First I want a bath or shower. I don't really care at this time. Whichever involves less effort." Daphne mentioned with a yawn.

Hope scoffed playfully. "A shower would be faster but involves more effort. Bath, less effort but potentially you could fall asleep in the tub."

Daphne pulled back and placed a hand on Hope's cheek.

"Who said I would be bathing alone?" The blonde asked in a vexing tone and a raised eyebrow.

Hope's head shot up as she backed up slightly so she could look at Daphne. "Are you sure?"

Daphne took her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded once as she moved away from Hope bringing up her fingers up under her left armpit gripping the zipper and pulling it down to her hip.

Hope watched in avid fascination as her Mate began to strip in front of her eyes, she watched the black gown fall down the taller girl's lean and grateful frame. Leaving Daphne clad in only in a white strapless bra and matching panties with a blush travelling all over her body.

Hope licked her lips as she dedicated this moment to memory. Hope was somewhat right about how fit Daphne was under her loose shirt when the couple were in the Canadian wilderness but she was also so very wrong. Daphne was so much more exquisite than her mind could even comprehend.

The Tribrid blinked with glazed eyes for a moment before her eyes glowed golden and her focus returned to the present.

"Daphne, you are the picture of decadence and beauty." Hope complimented the half naked girl.

Daphne gave a shy smile as she brought her hands behind her back to unclasp her bra, letting it fall to the floor as the blonde stood awkwardly trying not to cover herself.

Hope saw how uncomfortable her lover looked and moved forward slowly, calmly as not to frighten her Mate. "Daphne. Relax and look at me, love. There is nothing to fear. Not from me."

When Hope was within touching distance from Daphne she stopped leaving her hands down by her side. "You choose how far you want to go."

Daphne let out a shuddering breath as she tried to relax, "Touch me?" The blonde requested shyly.

Hope carefully raised her hands slowly caressing soft skin, giving Daphne time to say no or to back away, but the blonde stayed in place as Hope trailed her hands over her arms.

The blonde witch shivered slightly, goosebumps appearing along her entire body, however she noticed that Hope was not touching anything that she normally wouldn't touch on a daily basis. "More?" Came the needy response from the near naked girl.

Hope looked up to meet Daphne's eyes as she replied. "If you want love but first let's even the playing field."

Hope turned her back to her consort and moved her hair away from the back of the dress. "Would you mind unzipping me, Daph?"

Daphne swallowed loudly as her fingers came up to the top of Hope's dress, locating the zipper and pulling it down to the button of her tailbone. Hope shrugged off the straps on her shoulders letting the burgundy dress flow to the ground in a heap.

Hope stepped out of the dress and turned around while taking off her own black bra, standing confidently in front of Daphne with a smile.

"That's better. Want to move into the bathroom?" Hope asked quietly as she placed a few light kisses on the taller girl's collarbone making the other girl moan.

"Yeah. I think a shower would be easier and I don't think I can stay awake for much longer." Daphne admitted.

"Okay. Quick shower then sleep." Hope agreed as she opened the door to her bathroom and ushered Daphne into the bathroom.

Hope opened the shower door and turned on the water before gripping the sides of her panties and pulling them down her legs, baring herself completely to her girlfriend. Hope wasn't ashamed of her body. In fact she was proud of it. Her Wolf wanted to flaunt how strong and athletic she was, and to show her Mate what she has to offer.

Hope turned back with a smile and held out a hand. "Join me?"

Daphne clenched her jaw once in consideration before resolving herself as she pulled down her own panties and stepped into the bathroom with Hope. She placed her hand under the water and felt the heat so she turned on the cold water before she stepped under the spray with a gasp.

The Tribrid followed Daphne into the shower willingly, enjoying the sight of her Mate wet, even if it wasn't in the way she would love to see one day, whenever Daphne is ready.

Eventually Daphne was able to relax and the two girls used this opportunity to run their hands all over the other's body, basking in the gasps, moans and the feel of feminine skin under their fingertips.

Daphne was occasionally leaning her head on Hope's shoulder in fatigue every so often. Hope noticed this and soaped up a washcloth before brushing it along Daphne's succulent body, not lingering on any part of Daphne's body for too long.

It only took Hope a few minutes to clean Daphne's body and on the plus side it got the blonde sensitised to Hope's touch, meaning Daphne was becoming more comfortable around Hope in her nudity. Daphne took the washcloth from Hope's hands before she could start cleaning her Mate's body causing Hope to arch an eyebrow at the taller girl.

Daphne smiled as she dragged the cloth over Hope's toned body slowly. "Let me return the favour. Please Hope."

"Whatever you want Daphne. You know that." Hope whispered into Daphne's ear, lips brushing against honey coloured hair that was now covering Daphne's ear as streams of water were flowing down Daphne's blonde hair. Dripping from the 'Ice Queen's' chin onto her breast, before it flowed down her slim stomach and down her long legs to the drain.

For some inexplicable reason Hope couldn't help but watch the water run down Daphne's exotic body.

After the girls hopped out of the shower, they towel dried each other's body as Hope took the incentive first.

"Turn around? So I can dry your hair, then you can hop into bed. I'll join you soon. I promise." The copper haired girl promised quietly.

Daphne nodded her head slightly and turned her body to give Hope access to her back as ice blue eyes started to droop in exhaustion. "Okay."

Hope spelled her hands to help reduce the condensation in fabric. Hope placed long, wet golden hair into the towel and rubbed the longest strands first, drying Daphne's blonde locks quickly leaving it silky smooth against her back. Hope moved her towel covered hands up to Daphne's head and massaged her fingers into Daphne's scalp.

The blonde witch moaned in pleasure as she closed her eyes.

"Stay awake, love. I'm almost done." Hope chuckled in amusement.

Before Hope could completely finish drying Daphne's hair the blonde moved out of the bathroom and climbed into the bed as she couldn't stay upright any longer.

"Night." Came a quiet murmur from under the sheets.

Hope smirked as she watched Daphne get comfortable in her bed. "Good night Daph."

Daphne let out some unidentified sounds that not even Hope's super-human ears could distinguish, causing the Tribrid to let out a quiet laugh as she moved to towel dry her own hair quickly.

"Well I guess that answered my query if Daphne wanted to sleep naked tonight." Hope thought aloud.

Daphne made a noise, a grunt was more accurate. Letting the Tribrid know that she had heard that comment and was alright with the events that have already happened.

Hope made her way slowly to the bed and slid under the sheets to join her Mate, cuddling into Daphne's back and inhaling the blondes scent, lulling Hope's wolf into a field of peace and serenity. Hope threw her arm over Daphne's waist and pulled her tight against herself, purring the entire time against the blonde.

Daphne let out a wonderful whimper of pleasure as she pushed herself back further into Hope, murmuring under her breath. "Mmm… Wolf blanket."

Hope laughed in amusement as she allowed the rumbling of her purr vibrate through Daphne's chilled body as the blonde buried herself firmly against Hope's body.