Fleur was a pirate captain. A good one, at that, as Veela’s tended to be.
She had taken to the job like a fish to the water, the next in a long line of Delacours to take to the high seas in search of glory and treasure. Her natural abilities as a Veela had only enhanced her already formidable skills, and the fanatical loyalty of her crew was a thing to behold. Even with ship wizards no crew could stand her wrath. Yes, Fleur Delacour was a fearsome pirate indeed. When she had left, the other had warned her not to get attached to the humans she captured on raids or from their ships. She knew they would turn out to be problems if she let them get too close.
Now if only that green-eyed, messy haired slave she had picked up the other day would stop being so tidedamned Interesting!