"Non Papa, 'Arry 'as already said I could turn zem into pigs if zey try anything again," Fleur responded with a gleam in her eyes. "After today, it will not take much to get me to do it."
"Zen Sirius and I will be 'ere tomorrow to take you to ze Grangers," Mr. Delacour said.
"Uh..actually we can get there on our own," Hermione replied. "Our elves will gladly take us."
"Thank you for reminding me, we'll 'ave to make arrangements for ze elves to go to our 'ouse," Alain said.
"They can't apparate there?"
"Non, ze international wards would prevent it as well as ze distance is much too great." Mr. Delacour replied. "I will arrange for a portkey to take zem to France and zen 'ave one of our elves escort zem ze rest of ze way."
"Why can't they just travel with us?"
"Because my eldest asked me earlier to arrange a trip to Paris for you," Alain answered with a smile.
"Paris?" Harry questioned Fleur.
"Oui, someone proposed today and my soeurs and I would like our rings," Fleur replied.
Harry looked from one to the other of his smiling bondmates before sighing exaggeratedly. "Okay," He looked at Alain, "You might want to schedule another trip to Gringotts before we leave as well. Something tells me those rings aren't going to be cheap."
"We also need to do something about the solicitor mentioned in your mother's will," Hermione remembered.
"Zen right after we finish at ze Ministry we will take care of both of zose things," Mr. Delacour responded." He looked at his watch. "It's too late to make an appointment with ze solicitor, but I'm sure at least a clerk zere can tell us what might be in your mother's file. If you need to follow up and it's not urgent, zen we can make arrangements at a later time."
"Thank you sir," Harry replied.
"Leave ze tent up," Alain instructed. "We will stop by and take care of it. Zen we will come by ze Grangers tomorrow evening."
"I'm hoping my parents will let us stay over tomorrow night," Hermione said.
"Just don't be mad at zem if zey decide against 'Arry staying," Alain said. "Zey are good people who love you."
"Yes sir."
A short time later they were all back in the tent eating a dinner of lamb chops, seasoned potatoes and squash along with fresh baked breads. Remus and Alain both had been invited but they knew the bonded had been through an emotional day and probably would like time alone.
They had just finished eating when they heard the back door open. Fleur immediately pulled out her wand expecting the worst was about to happen.
"Harry?" The voice of his aunt called. "I saw you arrive earlier, could I..," Petunia hesitated before continuing, "could I speak to you?"
Harry's eyes darted to each of his bondmates but then he rose from the table and walked outside. He knew each the ladies were following with their wands out.
"Yes Aunt Petunia?" Harry asked when he got outside.
"I…I wanted to know how the trial went," Petunia asked nervously. Her eyes were moving from one young lady to the next. "If you'd like, you can join me for tea."
"We prefer to stay away from Vernon and Dudley," Harry replied. "As much as Fleur really wants to turn Dudley into a pig…"
"They're not here," Petunia blurted out. "Vernon is having dinner with a client and Dudley is having tea with a friend."
Harry snorted at the last statement. The likelihood of Dudley Dursley having tea was along the lines of the Chudley Cannons winning the Quidditch League.
"They are," Petunia said thinking that Harry didn't believe her.
"Oh I believe you think that," Harry said. "But you really have no idea about your son. Having tea? That is actually funny. You really do believe anything he tells you don't you."
"Dudley doesn't lie!" Petunia said testily. "He's the most thoughtful…"
Harry laughed out loud this time. "He lied about what happened the other day," He said and the continued before Petunia could argue. "Why would we lie about it? If I wanted revenge on Dudley or you or Uncle Vernon I could easily have Fleur or her father do something. Why would I try to hide it?" When he saw a hint of confusion in his aunt's eyes, he pressed a bit harder. "Do you think I'm jealous of him?" Harry glanced at his girlfriends and then back at his aunt. "We only came to try to protect you instead of going to the Delacours immediately, so again why would I lie about this?
"But…" Petunia tried but failed to muster an argument.
"Would to let me try to prove it to you?" Harry prodded his aunt. "Prove I've not been lying? Prove to you that your son is not the angel you think he is?"
"How?" Petunia asked before she could stop herself.
"Hermione will you get my cloak?" Harry asked and after she agreed and hurried off, Harry explained. "I have a cloak that will let you be invisible. Will you wear it and follow me?"
Petunia's eyes widened as Hermione came rushing back carrying the cloak. "A magical cloak?" She asked unable to hide her astonishment. "No…get it away from me. I don't want anything to do with your…your…" Her voice fell silent.
"Do you really hate magic that much?" Harry asked. "Or is it old jealousies that cause those responses? I'm offering you a chance to share in a little magic. I can't make you magical but I can let you share in a little magic," He took the cloak and threw it over his head and disappeared from sight.
Petunia stared at the spot her nephew just vanished and old feelings from her childhood emerged. She swallowed hard. "I...I can really be invisible?" She asked finally, hating herself for the weakness.
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