a/n - i did not mean to leave you babes all alone, school will be more a killer when it reopens. no typo check and also trying my best to not be too late to update ;-;

-sorry darlings-

"Enchanted"

filled with delight; charmed

13th January 1997

Athena yawned softly to herself as the ministers talked about their affairs. She sat behind the French minister, kept watch on everything, and made sure that no one even comes close to her mother.

Her aura had been terrifying to everyone but her Delegation, ever since the second match of the Crystal. She singled handedly destroyed Crystal with one spell, breaking through multiple layers for magic.

Layers of magic from experienced and the most talented wizards and witches of Europe. The Young Captain walked it off like nothing miraculous happened and a bruise while her opponents looked at her with nothing but despair.

How could someone so young and cocky easily break through their years and years of discovery and knowledge within seconds?

But they knew her name.

Athena Minerva Ashryver—how could they forget a name like that? Named by a Greek goddess and has the few sacred names in the Wizarding World.

"We can entrust the security to Captain Ashryver—she'll be perfect."

Athena clenched her jaws and straightened her back when she heard her mother. Camille turned to her and handed her the file, which she waited for a second to take.

"Can it be handle?"

"Perfectly," Athena smirked, glancing at the Crown Princess who only chuckle under he breath. "I'll need people."

"And you will have them," the German Minister voiced and agreed with Camille before his Head of Aurors stepped up.

"Captain."

"Vogel—congrats on the promotion."

"Will be waiting for you, Ashryver."

"Eh, might take a little longer." Athena shrugged, shaking his hand so easily. Ashryver has always hit it off well Vogel, even after the whole mess of their mission. They do not even want to talk about that. Thank the Gods Athena was there, if not both of their squads would have been completely wiped out.

Athena nodded for Juliette to come over with Elaine while Leon gestured for Ada to follow them as the two leaders exchanged files with one another at the end of the table by the German Minister and Camille. They were surprisingly a good duo to anyone in the room, including the German Minister.

He would assumed that Athena was better than his Department Head after the whole ordeal which she handled herself. She is quite humble in this moment.

She always was.

T0T

"Do you think this is too revealing?"

"Wear whatever you want Love. I am tall and I can fight." Athena answered before placing a kiss on her wife's shoulder. Fleur looked at her wife, doesn't quite know what word it was to describe what she is feeling.

Her knees weakened and she is turned on.

The sun starting to show itself. Athena squinted as the rays entered their hotel room and Fleur, still turned on, found that look adorable.

Her wife oblivious and tired, placed another kiss on her cheek and head into the bathroom for quick wash up. Fleur has a very early routine, comparing to Athena's—she wakes up before her wife because she likes making breakfast (more of forcing her to eat breakfast).

'Fleur, it is too early for you to be horny.'

"Love?" Snapping Fleur from her dirty thoughts as Athena dried her hair, smiling at her wife. Only had a bathrobe on, quite exposed. "You're a little red—sick?"

"No no, I'm just hot."

"Frenchy," Athena whispered, placing her index finger on to Fleur's neck as she straddled on Fleur's lap. She could feel her wife shiver under her—more of their skin touched as her hands slid from Fleur's shoulders and to her back. "Good?"

"No," Fleur huffed and Athena realised that she is turned on. The Brunette tilted her head and her hand on Fleur's chin, making her look up to her. "It's too early."

"I have never thought I would hear that from you—too early for sex?"

Fleur swallowed her words with her wife softly chuckle at her behaviour. Athena leaned forwads, pressing their bodies into each other and Fleur was completely flushed, falling back. Athena turned into fits of laughter as she let her body relaxes on her wife and the water from her soaked hair dripped on Fleur's neck and the bed.

"Cat got your tongue?"

"Oh shut up," Fleur whispered, pushing her wife's smug face away from hers. Athena became a student once again as she laughed away in her wife's shoulders. Full of life, rid of all troubles—like she was in her seventh year. She may be stressed with Fleur participating in the Triwizard Tournament but she was still at the happiest moment in her life. "Was me coming to Germany a good idea?"

"It was the perfect one."

"Shall we get you ready?"

"That would be a perfect idea."

"You and your perfections."

"I may or may not adapted it from my perfect wife."

"Oh shut up or we will be late."

"I think my parents will pay no mind to it."

"Stop," Fleur laughed, pushing Athena off her body. Her wife gave her a pout and she kissed it away—fell into the trap. Athena's kisses were aggressive, taken Fleur by surprise as her fingers clawed into Fleur's shoulders. One hand slowly went into her hair and tugged on that soft silky silver blonde hair. "I just got dressed."

"It is a first for you," Athena smirked and Fleur's eyes looked down, enjoying the feeling of her hair being pulled. "To deny your wife sex."

And her owl flew through the window.

"Every single time!"

Fleur burst into laughter, propping herself up from Athena and took the letter from Midnight's beak, recognising the seal. It was one where Athena have given Harry for his first Christmas at Hogwarts. She asked about it once, because it looked quite similar to the Ashryver's.

"It's the little boy."

"He is too traumatised to be 'the little boy'—give."

Fleur scoffed, lifting Athena to sit so she could dry her wife's hair as she proceed to read the letter.

It was quite peaceful—the comfortable silence they shared while they did their own things. There are quicker ways to dry her hair with magic but Fleur preferred to do it this way, comforts the two of them in way they themselves don't even understand.

"Did you pick out what I am going to wear?" Athena asked as she scratched her head, folding the letter and Fleur finishing up at that braid. The Brunette had taken a lot time to read through the mulitple pages of letters and terrible handwriting.

"I thought you were going to do that yourself."

"I thought you might as well pick it out for me," Athena chuckled, before letting out another deep sigh and walked to the closet. A silvery-blue bird flew around the room before it landed on Athena's shoulder, Fleur could not quite tell what kind of bird but it was quite similar to Athena's Patronus. "And we are late."

"And whose fault is that?"

—.—

'Those eyes—golden like the sun'

The Crown Princess thought to herself, watching Athena looking at her wife with admiration. Her father had to snap her out of it as the Crown Prince of Denmark tried to talk to her. She should have talked to Athena Ashrvyer when she had the chance. Being married to an Ashryver would solve every problem—doesn't matter which one.

"Princess?" The familiar voice rang through her ears and those golden eyes looked at her. "Seems like we will be going against the Italian Auror that didn't like me so much."

Athena nodded at the two royalty as she took Kaguya away from them. She whispered a great thanks under her breath, before laughing awkwardly as they walked away.

This entire breakfast buffet is any introvert's nightmare. So many people in such a small space. It is also the Auclair's nightmare. Not because Athena and Juliette were introverts, the three ladies are suffering with the in flux of numerous presence that is giving them a headache. Enzo is really worried about his ladies, it can be exhausting and excruciating for them. They really wanted to have breakfast somewhere else but the mother-daughter duo were invited by several people and governments.

"You look pale, Captain."

"We, Auclairs, are suffering." Athena informed, queasy and wanting to pass out. Kaguya looked over to Camille and Juliette, they look equally terrible. Lucian worried out of his mind, trying to get sweet drinks for his wife and sister-in-law. "Too small of a space for way too many people."

"Yet you come and save me."

"Haha—I like to be the Hero."

"My sweet daughter, drink this."

Lucian urged, handing his daughter to drink the orange juice and Fleur quickly come to her side. Pulling Athena by the waist closer to her, letting her wife lean onto her. Enzo came over with a plate full of scones for them to eat, butter and honey are accompanying them.

"I will kill whoever promised us and forget about it." The angry father and grandfather voiced, placing his hand on Athena's forehead. "Athena, sweetie, wait a little more."

The Germans, confused as they walked to the group. It wasn't like the French to huddle off in one corner and not interacting with anyone. As much as the Captain hated talking to new and familiar people, she still dutifully practiced her diplomacy.

"We are leaving," Camille voiced, wave her hand at the Minister, their lovely host before he realised what was happening. He ordered his people around to place the spell before any of the Auclair women pass out and Athena is on the verge of that. Vogel had told him from his experience with all of them, Athena is the most sensitive one.

The German Minister offered to escort them somewhere better but Athena had be staggering out of the buffet with her wife. The two of them slipped away and there were a lot of eyes on them.

Either for Fleur's beauty or Athena's ill state.

They were surprised to see the young Captain like this.

Never once she looked...weak.

Athena glared at everyone that was staring at her wife—could not care less about herself.

Camille took her husband's arm and Kaguya's hand, letting her know that she more than welcome to join. She noticed Jodie was following closely to her daughters and told Elaine to stay close to Juliette. The Minister let out a cough as she fixed her posture, her eyes begged for her husband's help to get out this stinking place. Enzo following closely behind his daughters as his golden eyes made an appearance.

It was vicious enough to kill anyone who dared to look.

"You know Germany well?" Athena joked, asking Jodie which she received a shaking head and an unsure look from the Auror.

"I do—should we wait?"

"Yes, I need their presence close. The only thing keeping me from passing out or even throwing up."

They walked further down the hallway til Fleur pushed Athena against the wall, tilting her head up. The Quarter Veela let her wife rest her head on her shoulder, making a little safe space for Athena to focus as they waited.

Her mother-in-law didn't even bother to take a second for herself, running straight to her wife.

"Oh, I am going to throw up."

"Athena, are you pregnant?" Jodie asked, remembering all the things she went through the competition.

"No, my cycle ended a couple days back and we haven't got the chance."

Enzo and Lucian wasn't sure if they liked that information. Camille laughed, pulling Athena's arm towards her and letting in to her calm presence. Everyone around are in a panic mode and are not helping the three of them to relax or feel better—with their auras.

"Stop panicking," Juliette voiced, walking towards her sister—annoyed with being overwhelmed. "Oh I love you little sister."

"I love you too, Juls," Camille laughed under her breath, holding her daughter and sister close—making their to a breakfast spot. Fleur was guarding Athena's free side as they walked through the crowd. Athena should not be triggered any more before a proper breakfast.

"Wait, Ma—I want to go to that store."

"Quidditch Equipment?"

"It's for Harry."

"You guys go ahead," Camille informed, dragging her sister with her and Athena laughed at them. "We will see you later."

Lucian raised his eyebrows, seeing the conflict in Fleur's eyes—having no idea what she should do. He gave his arm to his daughter-in-law, waiting patiently for her to accept. Enzo did the same with the Crown Princess, seeing that Athena was the middle woman for all of them.

She has more connections than some of them.

"I think they are desperate to get away from us," Elaine voiced, grapping onto one of the PR's coat because he was on his way to join the three of them. "Archambeau."

"But—"

"They are PR trained and the most powerful witches in Europe."

"They will be fine, Phillip—come." The former French Minister assured, gesturing for them to follow and talked to the Japanese Crown Princess.

—

"Ronny is also playing now."

"Oh really? As what?"

"Keeper."

"Ronald Weasley is a goalkeeper? The shy and fragile boy?"

"Apparently so—we have to get him something."

Juliette wonders about broomsticks, and Athena looking at all the new and recommended gear before straying away from all that when more of the employees made their way to her, wanting to promote and whatsoever.

"Hallo—"

"I am okay by myself, thank you," Athena stated, her tone annoyed when they kept following her around. Camille swooped between her daughter and the employees and kindly asked them to leave them alone so Athena would not lash out at them.

"Be nice."

"I was nice."

Camille chuckling at Athena, taking one of the leather guard and grimace at the weight of it. Her daughter joked that maybe they should make their own quidditch gear which she might actually think about that. They had prefer their gear quite different from the usual manufactured ones—the only one that is not bothered by it are the boys of their family. The quidditch gear are made for most fit male players.

"Maybe after the whole thing is over for good."

"Yeah," Athena chuckled, finding one head guard that would perfectly suit Ron before Juliette sprung up behind them with sports glasses for Harry.

"This is lighter and more secure."

"Oh I should have fought harder for that boy—could have spoiled him so much."

"We are now—"

"Ever since after that exchange," Juliette voiced while Athena and Camille looked at her, stupefied at the information. She looked at them, confused and handed the glasses to Athena and walking away to look at other equipment. The Captain looked at her mother before they burst into laughter, everyone around them confused because these three French women are making a spectacle in the shop.

They do not know who they are.

They do not know the positions they hold.

They do not know the names they made of themselves.

—

Harry was peacefully having his lunch with Ron, his head a mess still before Hermione joined, with truly one of the thickest they had seen. Professor McGonagall went to the teacher's table with the biggest smile, noticing something on her spot.

The School had never seen that biggest smile from the professor since the Ashryvers were present in school.

"Minerva."

"Severus."

"I believe that is from Athena?" Snape cracked on a small smile when Minerva, excitedly read the letter on box and very familiar with the lovely handwriting of Athena's.

"Yes it is!" She voiced, her voice in another octave and could not keep that excitement down. Athena had promised to send any type of cookies, biscuits or tea from any country she had visited or even from France. After the whole thing with Umbridge, she can finally relax. "Oh this time it is from Germany!"

Draco smiled at the Transfiguration Professor, seeing how excited she was and he knew why before turning his attention to the Golden Trio as Midnight dropped off a package for Harry and Ron, and Beau, Camille's owl, gracefully landed in front of Hermione with a book.

"And who are you?" Hermione asked the Great Horned Owl—even her owl is majestic, her finger rubbing gently on her feathers. The owl dropped the letter from his beak as he leaned into Hermione's warm hand. She quietly read her letter, and her best friends went wild with their new gear. Professor McGonagall looked up and laughed at her troublemakers.

They needed the break after the godforsaken confirmation.

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