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Chapter 1

The gorgeous Fleur Delacour was following her target. Since he helped her in the second task of the Triwizard Tournament, she couldn't stop thinking about repaying his kindness. She followed him for a while to see if she could learn anything. The one thing that she learned was that he was definitely a virgin. It was easy to see for someone with experience. Not that she had much. She had only been with one man, a long-time boyfriend that had moved away with his family a couple of years back. Since then, she hadn't had time for boys or pleasure.

Fleur had wanted nothing more than to be her absolute best. She spent all her free time researching spells and practicing the spells that she had already learned. She wanted to be known for more than a Veela. It wasn't that she disliked being a Veela. She did. Being a Veela came with great benefits. The most obvious was the extreme beauty. The eyes of both men and women would follow her when she walked into a room. She could have her pick of any of them if she wanted. Good looks also opened doors. People were much more likely to help or agree with someone who was great looking. It was a sad fact, but nonetheless true.

She had spent so much time trying to better herself academically that she neglected her physical wants and needs. She was a woman and had needs just like everyone else. She pushed them to the side for a couple of years, but they were still there waiting to burst to the surface. They did just that following the second task. She had failed miserably and put her baby sister at risk. Her sister meant everything to her, and just the thought of her coming to any kind of harm had sent her into a panic attack. That was the main reason why those damn Grindylows had gotten her. She panicked and forgot to use magic. Thankfully Harry Potter was there to save the day.

She was very grateful to him and wanted desperately to repay his kindness. When she saw that he would blush while talking to almost any pretty girl, she knew what she needed to do. Fleur would teach him about pleasuring women, and make him a man! Now she just needed to figure out how to convince him. Hopefully, it wouldn't be very difficult. He was a teenage boy, and she was a gorgeous, young woman after all.

Lessons With Fleur

Harry's heart was beating wildly in his chest. He had received a letter from Fleur Delacour, the sexy Champion of Beauxbatons! It couldn't have been fake, because she had handed it to him personally. The letter didn't say much. All it said was for him to meet her the following day at nine o'clock at night. Friday night he was to wait behind the Beauxbaton carriage where she would meet him, which was exactly where he was. It was nearly nine, and he hadn't seen her yet. He hadn't told Ron or Hermione about his supposed meeting. Ron would be jealous, and he didn't know how Hermione would act. She would probably chew him out about breaking some obscure school rule before demanding him to take her with him as backup.

A couple of minutes after, Fleur appeared, walking around the corner and making sure that he was alone. "Bonjour 'Arry," Fleur said, kissing his cheeks and causing his face to turn bright red. "I wish to speak to you in private. 'Owever, we are not allowed to bring others into our carriage, so I will 'ave to sneak you in," she said sneakily. "Come 'ere," she said, grabbing his hand and pulling him along.

Harry was blushing hard as she held his hand. Her hand was so soft and warm. He barely had time to enjoy it when she let it go. "Wait by this window. It is the window to my room. I will go inside and open it up. Then you can climb in. Understand?" she asked Harry nodded, not trusting his voice around this French goddess. "Good," she smiled. "I will see you in a moment."

Fleur disappeared back around the corner, and Harry stood there waiting. He didn't have to wait long before the grinding of a window being opened was heard. He looked up as her head popped out.

"It is all clear!" she whispered down. "Come on."

"Okay," he said, getting a running start, jumped up, and grabbed the ledge. He was able to pull himself up, and Fleur was just able to get out of the way as he flopped into the room. She giggled at his ungraceful entrance. His face couldn't get any redder. Getting to his feet, he looked around. It looked like a nice, small room. There was nothing special about it. It made sense to him. It was a room in a school carriage. It wouldn't have the personal touches that her real room had.

"Are you okay," she asked smiling.

He did his best to return the smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for asking," he said, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.

"That's good. Now for the reason that I brought you 'ere," she said, ushering him to her bed where they sat down next to one another. "I wish to thank you and repay you for 'elping me and my seester during the task," she told him honestly.

Harry shook his head. "You don't need to repay me, Fleur. I was just trying to help."

Fleur smiled beautifully. It was hard for Harry to keep looking. It was almost too beautiful. "I know you were. That is why I want to repay you."

"I don't need any money, Fleur. I've got plenty," he said, trying to talk her out of it. Fleur just chuckled.

"I am not offering gold, 'Arry. I offer something you will enjoy much more," she said, swooping down and claiming his lips.

Harry's eyes widened as she kissed him. He didn't know what to do! He decided to just follow her lead. They spent the next half hour kissing with her teaching him about proper technique. "You are getting very good in a short time 'Arry," giggling as she complimented him.

"Thank you," he said, blushing a bit.

"Now climb on top of me and show me 'ow you really kiss," she said, laying back and pulling him with her. He rested between her parted legs as their tongues wrestled for dominance. An hour or so she put an end to their fun.

"As much as I wish to continue, it is getting late 'Arry. We will continue our lessons tomorrow," she smiled, kissing him one last time.

"Same time and place," he asked eagerly. She giggled and nodded her head. She opened the window, and Harry was able to get out without falling on his face. He waved goodbye and threw his invisibility cloak over his head and made his way back to his dorm room. That night he went to sleep grinning like a stupid idiot and thinking about the fun he would have the following night.

Lessons With Fleur

"Mmmm, that is good 'Arry," she moaned quietly, running her fingers through his messy hair as he kissed and nipped at her tender neck.

"Your skin tastes good, Fleur. Sweet and a little salty," he replied, earning a small blush from the gorgeous blonde.

"Merci," she breathed out. Deciding it was time to teach him a little more, she grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast. She was wearing a very short, silk nightgown with nothing on underneath. Harry gasped into her neck at the bold move.

"Is this okay?" he asked nervously. Fleur nodded.

"I would not 'ave put it there if it wasn't. Now, explore my breast. I will tell you what I like and dislike."

Fleur laid back and closed her eyes. She was enjoying the complete attention that he was giving her. To him, she was the most important thing in the entire world, at least for the moment. " 'Arder. You do not 'ave to be so gentle. Make sure not to squeeze too 'ard though. Mmm, yes like that," she instructed him on the art of playing with boobs. Fleur moaned and arched her back when he rubbed her nipples through her silky lingerie.

She bit her lips and chittered sexily as he sucked on the pulse point of her neck and pinched her aching nipples. Nuzzling his face with hers, she was able to let him know that she wanted a kiss. He kissed her deeply as she took his hand from her breast and slid it under her nightgown. She gasped when his hand came close to touching her wet pussy, but she was able to keep it going until it was firmly on her bare tit. "Pull my neeples 'Arry," she groaned into his mouth. "Not all women would like it, but I do. I like it when you are rough with them."

Harry was in heaven! He couldn't believe his luck! The most beautiful girl in school invited him into bed … twice! She wasn't just the most beautiful girl in school … she was the most beautiful girl in three schools! Every boy and probably a few girls would kill to gain her attention, and Harry was lying next to her squeezing her naked breast. His eyes roamed her perfect form. He blushed fiercely when he saw that her nightgown was hiked up because of his hand. He could see her hairless mound and taut lips partially hidden between creamy, pale thighs. Her incredible smell was making him light-headed.

"Can I lick you, Fleur?" came out of his mouth before he could stop himself. His face turned beet red at his request. Thankfully she didn't mind.

"Yes, please!" she practically begged. He saw her legs spread, exposing her glistening flower to him for the first time. Her delicious smell amplified as her moist pussy was exposed to the warm air of her room. He wasted no time in being timid. He arranged himself between her smooth legs. Leaning down he nuzzled her engorged clit with the tip of his nose, earning a gasp of naughty pleasure from the sexy Veela. Unable to control himself, he pressed his face right up against her naked pussy and inhaled her aroma.

Fleur had never blushed so hard in her entire life. Normally she wasn't one to embarrass easily. Harry though, seemed to have a knack for making her blush. He seemed to really enjoy her fragrance as he buried his face into her nether region. He moaned deeply when he got his first taste of her. His warm, wet tongue started at her virgin asshole and didn't stop until it reached her needy clit. Fleur squeezed her breasts and moaned out, "Ohhh 'Arry! Leche moi plus!" as she grabbed the back of his head and rode his face.

Harry didn't mind being manhandled by her. He considered himself the luckiest guy in the world right now. He wouldn't do anything to screw it up. She was blabbering in French as she rubbed her wet pussy all over his face, smearing her sex juices on him. It was like she was using her scent to mark her territory. The thought had him rock hard. "Suck my clit," she bellowed, sliding her clit up to his lips and gasping when he captured the sensitive nub. "Use your fingers, mon amour," she ordered. He did what she wanted and stuck two fingers inside her needy cunt. "A leetle 'igher! Yes, right there!" she moaned. "Now move them like you are telling me to come 'ere," she instructed. "Do not be afraid to be rough."

Harry followed every direction and soon she squealed out, her pussy tightening on his fingers, and her scent got stronger as her juices leaked out of her sloppy cunt.

Fleur stayed on the bed for a moment, breathing hard. It had been so long since she had sex. Even then, she didn't orgasm. This was a first for her, and it was wonderful! She looked over at her new lover. He was wide-eyed and innocent, not knowing what he had just done to her. "Take off your clothes, 'Arry," she commanded, grabbing the hem of her nightgown and lifting it over her head. She tossed it aside and showed off her gorgeous body. She wasn't ashamed about how she looked. How could she be? She wanted Harry to look and see every bit of her. Harry was blushing as he pulled off his clothes. He was a bit skinny, which wasn't surprising. He was only fourteen years old. Thankfully his cock was a very good size for his age. It was big enough to compete with grown men! Not only that, but he still had quite a few years to keep growing. He would be hung before long! Naughty thoughts ran through her pretty head. She put them out of her mind for the time being. She had other things to think about right now.

Fleur pushed him down on the bed. She crawled between his legs to return the favor. She heard him gasp as she grabbed him by the base and gave him a few experimental strokes. Seeing that he was already full mast, she licked him from his balls all the way to his head. She used her tongue to tickle the underside of his head. She smirked when he bucked his hips. Knowing that he wouldn't last long during his first sexual experience, she took him half his cock into her mouth. She certainly wouldn't consider herself a pro when it came to sucking cock, but she knew how it was done. She just needed more practice. It looked like Harry was more than willing to help in that regard.

She started bobbing her head while keeping her tongue pressed against the underside of his cock. She had to add her weight on him to keep him from wiggling around too much. She could already see the signs that he would finish soon. She bobbed her head faster. The only sounds in the room were of Harry moaning and the wet suction of her blowjob. "Fleur!" he called out frantically.

Fleur pulled back until only the head was in her mouth. She did her tongue trick again as she used her hand to stroke him to completion. He bucked his hip and let loose a torrent of cum down her throat. Fleur moaned around his cock as she milked him of every last drop. Letting go of his cock, she grabbed his balls and fondled them as she bobbed her head a few more times trying to suck him dry.

"Holy hell!" he gasped out, his chest rising and falling with every deep breath.

Fleur giggled and lied down next to him. "Did you enjoy it?"

"It was the most brilliant thing that had ever happened to me!" he gushed as he tried to get his breathing under control.

"Tomorrow's lesson will be even better," she promised, snuggling against his warm body.

'Tomorrow?!" Harry thought. Yes, Harry Potter was a lucky boy, indeed.