Elder Blood Witcher 406 A Kings Attire

Reima throws the robe on and places a large silver mirror in-front of himself and the girls, they stand side by side and are surprised by how well it all looks. The girls start to imagine what it'd look like after they had done their hair and makeup while Reima imagines what they'll look like without the dresses entirely...

Ciri "This looks..."

Reima "Nice?" he finishes her thought.

Fleur "Oui, you both look magnifique."

"So do you."Reima says with a grin and pats her on the b.u.t.t causing her to eye him predatorily,

Ciri notices this and slaps his b.u.t.t which makes him look at her weirdly.

The trio continue to flirt around and jokingly grope eachother until they hear a squeak from Snuffles which has Reima groaning outloud.

Eventually Fleur leaves and the duo + rabbit head up to the room of requirement, something tells Reima that Snuffles needs another training session...

The next day at breakfast Reima is seated next to the usual suspects, Harry, Hermione, Ciri, Snuffles and their dorm mates. Everything had gone relatively normal today and Reima was feeling antsy, he felt like something was amiss but wasn't quite able to put his finger on it... That is, until Harry leans over to him.

Harry "Uh, Reima... I, er... I think Krum's trying to hook up with Hermione" he quickly whispers.

Reima leans his head to the side in confusion, "Isn't he still in crutches?"

Harry nods, "Hermione says he's been coincidentally "Meeting" her in the library, I don't you about you but Krum doesn't strike me as the literate type..." he says with bitterness in his voice.

Reima doesn't really know how to respond to him, hadn't this already been sorted out? "Didn't you already ask Hermione to the ball?" Harry nods, "And aren't you two dating yet?"

Harry shakes his head, "It feels like we're dating but neither of us have really said anything about it..."

Reima "Sooo, why are you asking me about it?"

Harry "Well, I just thought if you've already-well youknow, beaten Krum up once... Maybe you could scare him away or something?"

Reima "You're asking me to scare away something hitting on your girlfriend, or "to be girlfriend"

Harry nods at this with a pleading look.

Reima "I hope you know how pathetic you sound right now. And I refuse, if I do this then next time it happens you'll bend over and watch as your woman is s.n.a.t.c.hed away. Learn to defend yourself and what's yours." he says with a frown.

Harry "B-but, he's a 7th year... I can't fight him like you did and with his popularity I'm afraid of what might happen."

Reima "Do you trust Hermione?"

Harry "What wh-" Reima interrupts, "Do you trust Hermione?"

Harry nods after a moment, "Yes."

Reima "Then trust that she won't go off and ditch you for Krum, also keep an eye on her incase the douche tries to dose her with a Love potion or something."

Harry "W-Wait do you really think he would do that?" he stutters out in a worried tone.

Reima shrugs, "He's already had one date stolen, if he asks another and gets rejected then it wouldn't look good for him. I think he's an attention wh.o.r.e and wouldn't chance it... Maybe brewing a couple cleansing potions in preparation wouldn't be a bad idea? Afterall it's better to be safe than sorry." he says with Harry nodding rapidly.

Harry leans back in his chair with a sigh which is immediately picked up by Hermione who starts interrogating him, Harry keeps his worries quiet and rather skilfully changes the subject without her noticing.

Reima glances over the table while eating his breakfast after the quick chat he'd had with Harry, he hadn't actually thought about Love potions for a while and wondered if anyone in the hall was currently dosed with one? It wouldn't surprise him if there was due to the Yule Ball happening soon, having a good date would be a status symbol for the Pure-Bloods and even the Muggleborns wouldn't scoff at dating the girl of their dreams, even if they were previously unwilling.

He scans over the Gryffindor table in curiosity by finds his gaze being drawn by a young red head who's currently getting up with a determined look on his face. Ron Weasley gets up and trods to the Ravenclaw table where the clamouring from it slowly quietens as he approaches, his eyes are squarely on Fleur as he walks to her, they gain a gla.s.sy look the closer he gets until he almost stumbles over his own foot. Eventually he finally reaches her and shouts as loud as his throat can mustre, "GO TO THE BALL WITH ME!" he says looking at Fleur.

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The table starts giggling before erupting into laughter at how incredibly stupid Ron looks right now, he's drooling with gla.s.sy eyes and a dumb look on his face. Reima can only feel sorry for him as Fleur was obviously already taken, he didn't mind that Ron asked her because the chances of her accepting were so low that it was comical.