Friday, March 7th, 2014

Who: Gabrielle Delacour and Luna Lovegood
What: Gabrielle catches a hint of something and is intrigued...
When: Tuesday, Oct 1. Trio's 7th year.
Where: Outside the Great Hall.
Rating: NC-17
Note: This thread takes place in the Tracey/Heidi AU storyline.

Things hadn't been going quite as Gabrielle had hoped since she had come to Hogwarts. It had been far, far too boring. For all her plans for lots and lots of adventures and trouble, she had found very little of it. Even the rumors about the depravity and fun to be had in Slytherin house seemed to have been greatly exaggerated. Oh sure, she had found some fun; Sara Moon was a stand out and what she had expected for Slytherins. But, it seemed most others were just prudes. There were tragically few sexy teachers and one had been strictly forbidden to her by Fleur. Gabrielle was wondering if she should try to return to Beauxbatons soon.

That was, assuming she was allowed to...

She hadn't discussed it with Fleur yet, but Professor Carrow had implied that the school was locked down and no one was to leave. At first, that sounded too good to be true. Now it sounded like a prison sentence.

Then there was Fleur. Gabrielle was still full of many mixed emotions about her sister, her sister's fiancé, and where that left Gabrielle. Fleur was one of the highlights sexually of being at Hogwarts but even she seemed to not have enough time for Gabrielle because of her job and Lavender.

Having had dinner, Gabrielle was looked at another disappointing night. Fleur was busy. Sara had Theo hanging all over her. And any other prospects that came to mind were far too desperate to be with her to be enticing in the least. Which was very sad because Gabrielle was in quite a state.

As dinner came to a close, Gabrielle was staring down at her plate when she suddenly caught an interesting scent. Her eyes immediately darkened and she hid behind her hair. She didn't look up for a few minutes while she got herself under control.

She glanced up and saw a quirky looking blonde girl in a Ravenclaw uniform almost skipping her way out of the Great Hall. As she moved away, Gabrielle was certain that was where the intriguing, enticing, intoxicating scent was coming from. Ignoring her hangers-on, she made her way out.

The other girl was moving slowly so it was easy to catch up with her. In her perfectly tailored Slytherin uniform, her hair neatly up in a clean bun, and subtle make up that was meticulously applied, Gabrielle approached her. "Allo," she greeted Luna, her French accent thick in that moment. "I am Gabrielle Delacour."
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Thursday, July 11th, 2013

Who: Horace Slughorn, Alecto Carrow, Lavender Brown, Gabrielle Delacour, Fleur Delacour and Sara Moon
What: Lavender and Fleur need some time before Gabrielle gets here. Gabrielle needs to talk to her big sis and Gabrielle decides she needs a Slytherin to play with...
When: Friday, September 10
Where: Fleur's office, to start.
Rating: NC-17

Lavender had been giddy all day. Well, Giddy didn't even begin to describe it, actually. No matter how much pouting she had done, Fleur had stuck to her convictions that they needed to be subtle with their relationship. It was too easy to get caught if Lavender was always in Fleur's office or stayed the night or they shagged in the hallways. Jeez! It was like Fleur thought she couldn't keep her mouth shut!

However, all that was forgotten since she got to go to Fleur's quarters for a little while. She knew she would actually get some more time when Fleur's sister's visit was over. Deciding she wanted to tempt and torture her love a little bit, Lavender donned the sexiest outfit she could manage. It was a white mini-skirt, clingy blouse and purple scarf Fleur had bought in her in Paris. It had barely lasted ten seconds on Lavender's body once they got home so she knew Fleur loved it.

Making her way to Fleur's office, she stopped at the door and knocked lightly. "Professor Delacour? It's Lavender Brown. May I speak with you for a moment?" She was doing her best to sound proper and professional but failed miserably. Her voice was sing song and mischievous. Luckily, there didn't seem to be anyone around. After a few moments, Lavender let herself in and looked around excitedly for her mate once the door was closed and they were truly in private.
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Thursday, April 15th, 2010

Who: Lavender Brown, Gabrielle Delacour and Fleur Delacour
What: Gabrielle is pissed!
When: March 22nd, 1997. 5pm
Where: Delacour Estate, Tours, France.
Rating: PG, for now.

Gabrielle was just starting to come around on the idea of Lavender Brown being involved with her sister. She had been looking forward to a fun vacation that involved corrupting Lavender's more-innocent friend Parvati. However, she had been floored by what Fleur had just announced…

Her parents had been ecstatic; they seemed as smitten with the ditzy girl as Fleur was and that only made Gabrielle more annoyed.

They'd had dinner and Gabrielle did what was expected of her; she had been polite and laughed and smiled as she buried her feelings deep down. Fleur and Lavender were being amorous and lovey and that didn't help her mood.

Once dinner was over, Gabrielle waited off by Fleur's bedroom. She allowed her sister to see her as Lavender went into the room first. He had hoped that Fleur would come and see her. If not, there would be hell to pay…
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Friday, September 11th, 2009

Who: Lavender Brown, Fleur Delacour and Gabrielle Delacour
What: Lavender hasn't seen Fleur in two whole weeks!
When: Five minutes after arriving at school.
Where: Fleur's room.
Rating: Surely NC-17

Lavender had been squirming in her seat the second her arse hit the bench on the train. Parvati teased her mercilessly but Lavender was too distracted to really enjoy it or pay much attention. This had been the hardest two weeks of her life.

She had no idea being away from her girlfriend would be so difficult. She'd spent every night in her bed, touching herself while fantasizing about Fleur because that was the only way she could get to sleep.

From the time she got on the train, Lavender had been back and forth to the loo making sure her make up and hair was perfect and her uniform was as tight as she could get away with. She charmed the blouse tighter and the skirt much shorter. Only her cloak and prevented her from getting detention while she was in the Great Hall.

She had lined up with her house but escaped that her first chance when she saw that Fleur was not with the other Professors. Making sure no one was around, she made her way to Fleur's door and whispered the password.

Easing the door open, Lavender peeked inside. "Fleur?" she called softly before slipping inside and shutting the door behind her. She could feel a dull ache between her legs and Lavender was sure she could feel a hint of dampness staining her thighs.
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Tuesday, October 21st, 2008

Who: Fleur and Gabrielle Delacour
What: Fleur is mad at having had to clean up her sister's mess with Heidi and Tracey.
When: March 26, Sunday evening.
Where: Beauxbaton's, starting in the library.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Domination/Submission. Incest.

Unlike her sister, Gabrielle really did not like the Beauxbaton's uniforms much at all. Also, unlike her sister, they had yet to become nostalgic as she saw them day in and day out. Nevertheless, she found that she was staring across the tables in the library at a girl wearing one and finding it incredibly sexy.

It was because the robe was clinging to the form of one Helene Bussair, the school's resident bookworm. Helene, unlike Hermione Granger Hogwart's rough equivalent, made a great effort to look very well put together and beautiful.

Helene did not have "time" for boyfriends and the like. She had made that claim for year. Now that she was in her last, she was sticking to it more than ever. Aside from that, she was adamant that she did not like girls.

The challenge was too much for Gabrielle to resist. Of course, had she thought it was true that Helene did not like girls, Gabrielle would not have bothered; she was not one of those girls that was convinced that all girls would have sex with another girl if she met the right one. She was just sure that Helene was not a girl who would want to say no to the right girl…

They had been exchanging glances for over an hour. Gabrielle could feel her desire rising, but she was trying to be patient. Pretending to study, she was plotting the best way to approach her prey…
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Saturday, September 6th, 2008

Who: Gabrielle Delacour, Fleur Delacour, Lisa Turpin, and Allyson Turpin
What: Gabby is sad without Lisa
When: In the future, post-Hogwarts
Where: Delacour estate in France
Rating: NC-17

Future Imperfect )
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Saturday, August 9th, 2008

Who: Heidi Macavoy and Gabrielle Delacour
What: Gabrielle tries to lure Heidi astray...
When: March 15th, after dinner
Where: Quidditch pitch, to start
Rating: PG-13 for now

It had been over a week now since Heidi's injuries and she was finally getting back to her old shape. After much pleading, she had convinced Tracey that after a week she would be fine to get back on her broom if she promised not to push too hard, like she usually did. But now, most of the cuts and bruises have cleared up, her bones were all healed and the biggest bruise on her ribs was finally starting to fade, though it was still there.

So, Heidi had been making a bit of extra time on the pitch, so she would at least be ready for her next game. It would be the last of the season. Sadly, the previous game, the one after her fall, they had lost, though just barely. Heidi of course, took the blame, unfairly, all on herself and her still aching body. She had played through the first half, but poorly and had to sit out the rest of the game, only by force of the rest of her team's pleas.

Skipping dinner, Heidi had opted for a bit of night time practice, finally feeling almost completely healed, she was quite proud of herself and her improvement, she was flying like she used to, before the fall.

Landing her broom after flying for about a couple of hours or so, Heidi rested on the bleachers for a bit, clad in a blue tanktop that as usual revealed her toned stomach and black pair of sweat pants combined with her quidditch boots and her goggles around her neck and brown locks up in a ponytail with her gloves resting on the bleacher next to her as she looked to the sky and enjoyed the rare moment of peacefulness on the pitch before she packed up for the night and went to the locker room.
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Wednesday, August 6th, 2008

Who: Fleur and Gabrielle Delacour
What: Sisters talking…
When: March 15th
Where: Fleur’s Quarters
Rating: PG-13 for now.
Warnings: Implied incest

Gabrielle was so terribly bored. She was lounging on Fleur’s bed, still in her Beauxbatons uniform, as she waited for the dinner hour to chime. She was thumbing through a romance novel so trashy that her mother would have paddled her silly if she ever caught her with it. Of course, she had found it on Fleur’s bookshelf.

Waiting for her sister, Gabrielle was trying to decide who her next conquest should be. There were a few options, to be sure, but she wasn’t quite sure who it was that she would grace with her body. It would surly be the last before she left; a special honor in her mind.

Having kicked off her shoes, Gabrielle laid on her tummy and absently kicked her feet as she read.
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Tuesday, July 1st, 2008

Who: Gabrielle Delacour and Elise Rosier
What: Exchanging of Christmas Gifts, NN Universe
When: Christmas Morning, 3 am before anyone else is up.
Where: Delacour Estate
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Veela-ness

Gabrielle slept peacefully, nude under her thin silk sheet except for a pair of tight pink panties. Her room wasn't completely it was always springtime at the magical Delacour estate, it never got completely dark outside. A warm, silvery light filtered in through the cracks in her blinds as she slept. It illuminated two sides of her room, leaving the middle in darkness.

Slumbering soundly...that is...until her unicorn clock began to chime softly, the usually loud sound muffled by magic the night before purposefully. Stirring slightly, she still didn't awaken fully. So a bucket of warm water...cold would never do!...that had been enchanted to hover over her upturned itself, splashing it's contents over the sleeping girl.

Gasping and sputtering as she awoke with a start drenched, she was about to cry out for help when she realized what day it was...and that she had set up both the alarm and the bucket of water herself last night. Clamping her hands over her mouth, she then slid out of her wet bed. Not bothering to get dressed, she lowered her hands as she tip toed to her bedroom door. Turning the knob, she peeked out into the hallway...and saw the guard her parents had hired to protect her from the 'Rosier girl' asleep in the chair across the hallway from her door.

Gabrielle giggled softly, then slipped out into the hallway, closing her door as gently as possible behind her. Hurrying down the hall as softly as possible, the nearly completely nude teen girl left wet footprints behind her on the rugs. Going to the guest wing, she pushed open the door to the room given to Elise and slammed the door shut behind her to awaken her friend. Taking a deep breath, she moved further into the room slowly. Swaying her hips, she tried to look as sexy as possible, her wet hair plastered to her skin and the wetness acros her body catching the dim light and reflecting it. Running a hand through her long blonde hair, she smiled seductively at the bed.

"Elise...vor present 'as arrived."
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Who: Fleur and Gabrielle Delacour
What: Fleur remembers, Gabrielle helps forget.
When: August 12th, late afternoon
Where: Fleur's room
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings: Incest, per chance.

Sighing as she entered her room, which was littered with empty wine bottles and cigarette butts and packs, Fleur laid her wand on her bedside table. The past few days had been teetering between good and bad. Good because Gabrielle was finally looking at her again, finally talking to her, which made the older Delacour positively beam. Bad because...well, the overbearing presence of Bellatrix loomed over her. She tried to make herself as scarce as possibly when it came to the faculty, with the exception of Andromeda whom she found that she could stand. Truth be told, despite her calm and collected exterior that she put up as a show for her students and other teachers, inside Fleur was still scared and distraught. She hadn't been able to sleep. In fact, the last time she had gotten any decent shut eye was after her and Gabrielle. So, she had taken to hiding in her room most of the time, trying to drink and smoke away her memories, rather that remember what Bellatrix had done to her.

Gliding across the room and pulling off the confining robes to reveal only a white button down and muggle jeans, throwing it on her bed, Fleur moved to stare at her reflection in the full length mirror she had brought from her home in France. Slowly, her hands moved to unbutton her top. Soon the shirt joined the robes on her bed, leaving her upper body only concealed by a white bra. Now, the French woman's gaze fell on her hip, the beginnings of a dark scar creeping out from the tip of her jeans.

Apprehensively, Fleur moved to unzip her jeans and pulled them off as well, tossing them to the side. Now she had a better view of the scar,pulling down her lingerie some for a better view. Fingers gently traced it, a bold B carved into her otherwise flawlessly smooth skin. As she traced it, all the memories came flooding back. Bellatrix's shrieks of laughter, the pain, the blood. Everything. She felt a small tear roll down her cheek as the unwanted memories returned, fearing that the would haunt her the rest of her life and she silently cursed Bellatrix Black.
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Who: Ginny Weasley and Gabrielle Delacour
What: A chance meeting…
When: Six months after Ginny graduated from Hogwarts.
Where: Paris Quidditch Ring, France vs. Ireland Exhibition Match, Reception the day before the match.
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Note: This story line is unconnected to any other story line.

Ginny was ecstatic and she practically glowed as she stood with the rest of her teammates. They were all dressed in emerald robes with Celtic knot work to trim the hems and mark their backs with numbers.

Her hair was worn long, something she would have never done in her Quidditch uniform and she wore light make up. She couldn’t remember too many times in her life that she felt happier or more confident. Her first year out of school she had made the Irish National Team.

People had told her she was nuts to even try out. They said she might have a chance, a tiny one, on making the English team but there was no way she would make the Irish one. However, Ginny was not to be dissuaded. She had always been an Ireland fan, that was where her family was from, that was who she was going to play for. She made the team!

Selected as an alternate, she was second string Chaser and might actually play Seeker if five or six of her teammates were injured during the game. Ginny was going to play her heart out the fallowing day to see if she might actually earn a starting position in one of the few remaining exhibitions before the World Cup tournament started.

The party was fun and the music was loud enough to dance too, but not too loud. Champagne flowed freely, though she had stayed away from it for the most part. Lots and lots of people had been invited to the reception, though she had no idea what one would need to do to get one.

Having just finished some small talk with one of the wizards from France’s department of magical games, Ginny turned her attention to the crowd.
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Sunday, June 29th, 2008

Who: Gabrielle and Fleur Delacour
What: The Delacour sisters both get back from eventful nights...
When: Sunday March 10, 1am. (After Fleur has left Lavender
Where: Fleur’s Chambers.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: incesty-ness, perhaps.

Fleur had just left her office and was feeling happier than she had been in a long time. Lavender loved her. She loved Lavender. They were dating. She was Lavender's girlfriend. Lavender was hers. Fleur felt like a giddy school girl at the thoughts as she walked down the halls to return to her room.

This time, her walk went without any meetings with Ronald or any other prefects or professors, which gave her time to tidy herself up. She ran her fingers through her hair to smooth it back down from her sec-tossed state and straightened her shirt and smoothed her jeans. She knew though, that Gabrielle would still smell Lavender and sex on her and probably wasn't expecting any less.

Reaching her room, Fleur ran her fingers through her hair one last time and, smile still wide on her face and a tint of pink on her cheeks, she opened the door, feeling slightly like a teenager returning home after sneaking home from a late night tryst.

"Gabrielle?" She called as she opened the door.
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Saturday, June 21st, 2008

Who: Fleur Delacour and Gabrielle Delacour
What: Gabby is visiting her sister.
When: Saturday, March 9th
Where: Fleur’s Chambers
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Snark, angst, incest

Gabrielle was happy to be back at the dreary little castle in Scotland. This time, she was fairly certain, she would spend no time under the lake. It was just as well, she was far more concerned now then she had been about her appearance and wet hair looked so…unkempt.

For years, Gabrielle had been keeping up with a few of the people she had met at Hogwarts. There were only a few that she continued to correspond with and most of them were girls in House Slytherin. Luckily for her, Beauxbatons took their breaks at a different time then Hogwarts and Gabrielle had convinced her parents to allow her to visit Hogwarts over break instead of going to Italy with them.

Her fight day at Hogwarts had been wonderful. The boys, and quite a few girls, in Slytherin had fawned over her and given her all the attention she wished for; Gabrielle did have an easy appetite to sate in that regard.

The day had been spent leading on Theodore Nott, flirting with Daphne Greengrass and generally enjoying the refined company of the Purebloods of Slytherin. Sadly for poor Theo, he didn’t manage to impress Gabrielle enough for her to allow any of his advances to go anywhere. What was wrong with English boys? They all seemed so…childish.

The day would have been perfect if not for one thing. When they had ventured out of the Slytherin Dungeon, Gabrielle spied a pretty girl from Gryffindor. Almost ready to flirt with her herself, Gabby was stopped in her tracks by something she saw.

Though a set of circumstances she did not understand, Lavender Brown had been removing her school sweater and blouse in the loo instead of her own dorm. Through the partially opened door, Gabrielle had seen a mark on her shoulder. The red, warm mark was nothing she should have paid any heed to. However…there was just something about it. Something that sparked a memory in her mind…

For the rest of the day her mood was quite poor. Of course, that only caused people to dote on her more. That did help her mood some.

Through out the day, Gabrielle had worn a beautiful, ice blue dress that clung to some of her curves but was loose in other places. She wore a light jacket with a fur lining that helped to keep her warm in the drafty castle.

She was still in the Slytherin Dungeon, waiting for Fleur as she stewed over what she had seen. What is she even doing anyways? she wondered, miffed.
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Tuesday, April 22nd, 2008

Who: Gabrielle Delacour and Lisa Turpin
When: Midnight, Friday
Where: Lisa's Ravenclaw Dorm Room
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Cuteness and Sleepiness turns to Naughtiness

Gabrielle had turned Lisa's hair back to normal, most of it anyways. After that she had settled down to sleep, clinging to the older girl as if she was a stuffed animal. Making small, sighing noises in her sleep, Gabrielle dreamed of pony rides and tea parties. Hardly worn out by the day though due to behaving herself, she found herself waking up early. Not sure what time it was, she did what she always did when she woke up...she woke Lisa up.

"Lee-za? Lee-za? Are you awaken now?"

Nudging the Ravenclaw as she said this, she didn't want to be left awake alone. She would get bored! Tickling the older girl now, she wouldn't relent until something was said. Something coherent and profound. If worse came to worse, she would amuse herself by going through Lisa's closet. There had to be lots of clothes she could try on there...except...did Lisa even have a closet?

"Lee-za," she whined. "Wake up. I am lonely."
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