Chapter Twelve - The Feast.
It was October 30th, and the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students were going to arrive later in the afternoon for a feast and the introduction into the Triwizard Tournament. Harry had been very careful not to use the Spellbook of Desires too much since his session with Cho. In fact, he hadn't used it on another person at all, mainly because some of the teachers, including Professor Dumbledore, were becoming suspicious. The number of sexually related rumours had increased dramatically since the start of the school year, and as the Triwizard Cup approached, they had become vigilant in finding the root of the source.
Harry struck upon a wonderfully devious idea, he bought a variety of food stuffs, including sweets, and now had the Spellbook of Desires open and was mixing together some of the more interesting potions. He would mix the potions into with the food stuffs; tainting them and making them an extremely lucrative product. This way, he'd be able to use the Spellbook of Desires whenever he wanted on whoever he wanted, with little leg work.
At the moment, he was in need of some willing female trial subjects for some of their more complex candies, because Hermione was being cautious with him, and had refused the offer. 'This is ready to go' Harry thought to himself, pouring the liquid from the cauldron into several small vials labelled, 'Hot Sauce', right on the cap of the bottle. On each bottle was a blank label wrapped around the middle; if Harry wanted remain anonymous, he wouldn't be able to leave any kind of description that any teacher could see. Therefore he enchanted the blank label with the 'Aperecium' spell that kept the label blank until a special word was said. Just like the Marauders Map, all he had to do was tap the label and say the magic words; which in this case was 'Lord Potter'.
"Best test the label" Harry said quietly, pouring the last of the potion he had brewed into another small vial. "Lord Potter" he said quietly, tapping the bottle and revealing the potions description.
It read:
Will make the target hot and need to get naked. Only means of cooling is the supplier's cum. Target will remain horny until her need for sperm is satisfied.
For safety purposes, Harry had made sure the label would only remain visible for five minutes before becoming invisible again. With that, Harry left his room with a single vial of his potent product.
Harry's mind raced with what he could do with such a potion. He wouldn't use it on Hermione, or any of the girls he had already fucked, but there were plenty more hot Gryffindors he wanted. He didn't want to miss the arrival of the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students, and he didn't have any time to sneak around. Harry put the bottle of Hot Sauce in his pocket and ran down outside, joining the rest of the Hogwarts students, who were already eagerly waiting.
"Where have you been?" asked Hermione, noticing Harry had a big smile on his face.
Unbeknownst to Hermione, Harry had every intention of slipping his bottle of Hot Sauce into some girl's beverage as soon as he could. Just as Harry started to fantasize about bending a cum-starved student over and slamming his cock into her sweet teenage pussy, the Beauxbatons flying carriage arrived, followed shortly after by
the Durmstrang submersible ship. Students from both schools made their way up the grounds to Hogwarts and its students. Harry, Ron and Hermione could tell immediately that every single student from Durmstrang was male, while almost every student from Beauxbatons was female.
"Holy fuck!" swore Ron and Harry together, as the Beauxbatons students came into view.
The female students were nearly all perfect tens, and were all wearing sexy silk clothing. They had no cloaks; only very thin light blue silk tops and short light blue silk skirts.
"Those are fucking short!" Harry sighed, staring at a particularly beautiful set of long legs belonging to the most attractive Beauxbatons student by far.
The students' giantess headmistress said a few words to Dumbledore, before motioning for her freezing students to enter the Hogwarts castle and wait for the Durmstrang and Hogwarts students to join them. As they passed, Ron and Harry got a particularly amazing but fleeting view of the female Beauxbatons students' back ends. They could just make out the bottom of their ass, and if they weren't mistaken, each and every one of the female Beauxbatons students was wearing a thong underneath their incredibly short skirts.
"A lot more liberal in France, aren't they?" Ron said smiling and still staring at the girls' asses.
Ron and Harry felt their respective cocks twinge and harden at the sight of the beautiful Beauxbatons girls.
"HELLO!" Hermione cried, obstructing Harry's view and snapping him out of his gaze.
Hermione was disgusted, offended, and envious Harry's gaze at another woman, as he snapped out of it and began to blush. Hermione may have been disgusted by Harry's obvious and lustful gazes, but she couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Harry on the other hand, had a tough decision to make; he could either use the Hot Sauce on a Gryffindor as planned or one the beautiful Beauxbatons girl he had just seen. After a cold look from Hermione; Harry watched the Durmstrang students walk up the Hogwarts grounds, and to their shock, Victor Krum was with them. Giggling, gawking and gaggling ensured for a few minutes, but after that, everybody went inside to enjoy the feast.
"Who is that?" Ron asked Harry, as they passed the Beauxbatons students and the beautiful long-legged girl.
"I don't know, but she kinda looks like one of those Veela we saw at the Quidditch World Cup" replied Harry, staring at her long beautiful legs.
"Her name is Fleur or something" Hermione responded frostily, waving her hand if front of Harry, before threading their arms together.
Harry had hoped that the Beauxbatons girls would sit at their table, but after they took a seat at the Ravenclaw table, he became worried that he wouldn't get his opportunity to slip his vial of potion in one of their drinks. The feast began, and just before Harry started to give up on using his Hot Sauce on Fleur; the gorgeous Beauxbaton girl started walking over to where he was sitting. She was stopping every few paces and asking every Gryffindor student for an extra helping ofbouillabaisse; apparently, she really wanted some more.
Harry had a great idea; he quickly emptied almost all of the bouillabaisse onto his plate before stealthily pouring his Hot Sauce into what was left of the bouillabaisse. This way, there was only one serving tainted with the Hot Sauce, and because Fleur was so intent on eating more, shewould definitely be the one consuming it.
"Excuse me, are you eating the bouillabaisse?" Fleur asked Ron and Harry, bending over in the process and giving him a perfect view of her cleavage.
"Nope. You can take what's left, we don't mind!" replied Harry, getting hard at the thought of what he'd be doing to her shortly.
Fleur took the bowl from Harry, said 'merci', and went back to the Ravenclaw table. Harry watched intently as Fleur poured the tainted bouillabaisse onto her plate and quickly devoured it.
"I think I need to use the restroom" announced Harry, realizing that Fleur would soon be overcome with a fever and eventually the need to remove all her clothes.
She would surely leave the crowded Great Hall before the fever progressed and she started tearing off her clothes. The Hot Sauce would only start taking real effect after a few minutes, and if Harry was correct in his thinking, Fleur would be leaving for the girls' lavatories soon. Harry walked quickly out of the Great Hall, making his way to the nearest girls' restroom, hiding in one of the stalls, waiting patiently for Fleur.
"Oh my!" Groaned Fleur back in the Great Hall; the potion had hit her like a ton of bricks, Harry had not considered the potion's effects on Fleur's Veela DNA.
She immediately felt hot under the collar, and with her fever rising, she quickly left the Great Hall, needing to splash water over her as soon as possible. After leaving the hall, she quickly found the nearest girls' restroom. She entered it and ran to the nearest sink, where she splashed cold water against her face. The cool water did little to satisfy the burning hot sensation now running through her body.
"Here it comes!" Harry whispered to himself, peeping through the crack of a stall door and rubbing his shaft in the process.
Harry had pulled his pants down to his ankles and in anticipation of getting some sweet teenage French pussy, he had begun warming himself up. Harry was exactly right in his thinking; Fleur unable to stand the heat coursing through her body, tore off her silk top, quickly followed by her silk skirt. Harry nearly blew his load at the sight of Fleur's gorgeous breasts. He could just make them out in the reflection of the mirror, and if he was seeing them right; she had the best breasts he had ever seen. They were perfectly sized; developed, but not too big, with small rosy pink erect nipples capping each of them off. Her ass was just as perfect; Harry's cock gave another twinge as
he got a nice long look at her ass, perfectly framed in a small blue silk thong.
"Mmmmmmm!" moaned Fleur, rubbing her clit through her panties and staring at herself through the mirror, thinking about the Boy-who-lived.
All of a sudden, her eyes caught a glimpse of Harry through one of the cracks in the stall door.
"Who's there!" groaned Fleur, still rubbing her pussy furiously, and walking over to the stall in question.
She threw the door open, revealing a terrified Harry, whose hand was still pumping his eight inch shaft at a torrid pace.
"Who are you?" she asked, but she instantly knew. He opened his mouth in horror, trying furiously to think of a way out of his embarrassing situation. "Just what I need!" mumbled Fleur, getting on her knees and taking hold of Harry's hard cock.
Harry let go of his shaft as he felt Fleur's petite fingers begin to move up and down it. Apparently the Hot Sauce had hit its final stage; forcing Fleur to seek the closest source of cum to sooth her aching burn.
"Ohhh Fuck!" groaned Harry, as Fleur quickly placed her lips on the tip of his cock and began bobbing her head up and down, engulfing most of it with passion.
Fleur had only one thing on her mind by this point; she needed to get Harry's hot cream or she'd burn up. Fleur used her hands to speed the process along as well, rubbing his shaft and squeezing his balls to Harry's obvious delight.
"Fuck me 'arry!" Fleur moaned, pulling her hot mouth off of Harry's cock after five minutes and turning around.
She stayed on her knees, lifted her ass up, put her face to the ground and began wiggling her ass in anticipation. She pulled her blue silk thong to the side, exposing a very tight and tantalizing pussy to Harry, while still wiggling her ass. Harry stood there, so happy about his good fortune, he couldn't move an inch.
Harry snapped out of his paralysis. Fleur was still wiggling her ass, but now had started smacking it for Harry to hurry up. Harry got onto his knees, grabbed his cock and guided his shaft towards Fleur's sopping wet pussy. There was little resistance as he guided his shaft into her; she was so wet and ready, Harry slid into her with ease.
"Mmmmmmmm!" moaned Fleur, obviously enjoying Harry's slow and deep penetration.
Harry, sensing Fleur's enjoyment, began to pick up his pace, using his hands to grab her waist and slam his hips into her faster and faster. Harry could feel Fleur's pussy clenching his shaft every time he plunged into her. The constant stimulation eventually forced Fleur over the edge after ten minutes, causing her pussy to spasm, clutch Harry's cock and explode all over his shaft.
"Ahhhhhhh! C'est Bon!" moaned Fleur, going through her orgasm, but still in need of a healthy and soothing serving of Harry's hot cum. She was in luck, as Harry bucked his hips into her with increasing speed, signalling a nearing end.
"I'm going to cum Fleur!" Harry groaned, primed and ready to blow.
Fleur took her head off the bathroom floor and looked back at Harry, getting ready to accept a massive helping of his cream. Just before Harry exploded though; Fleur used her hand to push Harry back, before turning around and preparing herself to receive a face-full of his hot cum. There was no way she was going to let some Harry cum inside her; she may have been horny as hell, but that didn't mean she had to get pregnant on their first shag. Fleur smiled up at Harry and gave the tip of his cock a quick flick with her tongue, pushing Harry over the edge in the process.
"UNGHHHHHH!" grunted Harry, sending stream after stream of his hot sticky cum onto Fleur's tongue and face.
Fleur opened her mouth and caught a few loads before Harry pasted the rest of her face with his sticky cream. With a final shudder and spasm, Harry fired off his last load, hitting Fleur in the right eye and collapsing backwards on his ass, exhausted from the ordeal.
"Mmmmmmm! Thank you 'arry, I will not forget you!" moaned Fleur, licking her lips and cleaning off her face by scooping Harry's cum off with her fingers and licking them clean.
After finishing up, Fleur stood up and pulled off her blue silk thong, tossing it at the near unconscious Harry. Her thong hit Harry in the face, giving him a whiff of her pussy in the process. Fleur was a little surprised at what and who she had just done, but she didn't regret it in the least. She put on her short skirt and top on, casting a glamour charm on her nether region for dignity's sake and left Harry on the girls' bathroom floor. She had given him her thong as a memento of his conquest; she knew he'd never forget fucking her.
"I gotta thank the Tournament for that!" sighed a satisfied Harry, before pulling his pants back up, pocketing her thong and re-joining the feast, which had progressed to the desserts stage.
Harry sat down and looked back over at Fleur, who was tucking in and eating some pudding. She looked over at Harry and gave him a quick wink.
"What took you so long Harry?" Hermione asked, snapping Harry back to reality.
"Nothing… What?" replied a confused Harry, looking down at some of the desserts in front of him. Hermione suspected he had fucked Fleur, but she couldn't blame him, Fleur even made her consider going bi more often, for Harry at least.