Chapter 5- Reacquainting an old Flame
Alex and Daphne walked to their Defense Against the Dark Arts class. The two hoped against hope that Umbridge would run away from the school but no. The damn woman sat in her class which was covered with an obscene amount of pink.
Alex felt like emptying his stomach when he saw the woman smiling like a loon at them.
" Good morning class." She said. A handful of them groaned out an answer.
" Tut,tut. We can't have that can we? Now, I want you all to speak loud and clear." She said.
" Good morning, Professor Umbridge." The class intoned as a whole.
" There. That wasn't so difficult was it?" She asked with a giggle.
Alex groaned again at that and Daphne felt the urge to empty her stomach.
The vile woman then instructed them to open a book and read it. They would have done so happily, if the book was not shit. Just like it's teacher. Thankfully, Harry had thought him a charm to change the cover of his text book to what was needed. He was reading on transfiguration that Harry had given him. Alexander was proud to admit that he took after his father in transfiguration. It was a subject that came easily to him.
Daphne apparently had thought of a similar solution and asked him to do the same in her book.
The class was going peacefully until Granger in all her intelligence decided to interfere.
" Yes dear, you have a question?" Umbridge simpered. Granger nodded.
" I have finished reading." She said and Umbridge raised her eyebrows. " Well, move onto the next chapter." She said.
" I have finished with the book." Granger replied. " My question is regarding the course aims?" She said. " There is nothing in this book about using defensive magic." She said, Umbridge giggled horribly.
" And why do you need to use these defensive spells? Surely just having knowledge of those is enough." She said.
" We won't be learning magic?" Asked Dean Thomas. " Students must raise their hands before speaking in my class." Umbridge snapped.
" There is no need for you to practice magic. The theory portion of this is more than enough to complete your OWLs." She said.
" How are you going to prepare everyone for what is out there?" Neville interjected.
" Hand, Mr Longbottom and there is nothing out there." She said and Alex swore he saw a glint in her eyes.
" Who do you think will want to attack children?" She asked.
Alex hoped against hope that he wouldn't take this bait. But apparently that was too much to ask for.
" Let's see. Ummm. … Lord Voldemort." He said as many shrieked and flinched at his name.
Umbridge glared at him. She then cleared her throat.
" You have been told that a certain dark lord has returned. These are not true. There are no Dark Lords or anything out there. It's a lie fabricated to cause panic." She spoke in her overtly soft voice.
" So, Cedric Diggory dropped dead on his own accord?" Neville asked.
" It was an unfortunate accident." She said.
" He was murdered. By him. I know because I saw him and fought him. " He shouted.
" Detention, Mr Longbottom!!" Umbridge said victoriously. " You will not spread such blatant lies in my class. You will remain quiet for the rest of the class." She said and smiled triumphantly as the boy snarled and stormed out of the room.
Daphne and Alex shook their heads.
" He is a fool. Thank god Harry is here. I would have gone mad if not." Alex muttered. Daphne didn't respond sooner. She was lost in thought. She had seen the previous memories of this vile woman. She didn't understand why Harry didn't stop her from coming here. She then realized that the woman will use blood quills. She felt alarmed. 'What is he thinking?' She thought to herself.
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Harry had not let the book out of his sight. He always held it with him. Never let it go into anyone's hand. And that book became a religion to Harry. He would wake up with the book in hand and he would go to sleep with it in his hand.
Necromancy was considered as a disgusting piece of magic by some. Extremely dark and dangerous. But Harry knew better. Dangerous yes, almost forbidden yes. But, a very useful piece of magic. He didn't know if the prophecy was pertaining to him, but it all but confirmed when he was able to take the orb out.
So, is this power unknown? This will definitely give him an edge in battle. This was a lost art and nobody can do this. Of that, he had little doubt. He had yet to face Tom in this world. He had little knowledge of his power and his fighting style. Add this to the fact that he still didn't know the horcruxes that were present here.
He was brought out of his musings by Fleur who tapped on his shoulder.
" What's wrong?" He asked. " We must get to a class." She pointed out. Harry nodded. He was to teach transfiguration with Fleur today for the Gryffindors and Hufflepuff first years.
The two started walking to the Transfiguration classroom silently. " What are we going to teach?" He asked Fleur.
The girl frowned thoughtfully.
" McGonagall said that she had taught them the matchstick to needle. So, we must teach them something else." She said.
Harry nodded. " Do you have anything in mind?" He questioned the girl.
" Well, we could teach them to change multiple matchsticks to needles." She said.
" Not a bad idea." He said.
" Did McGonagall say anything?" He asked. Fleur shook her head. " No. She has let us wing it this time." She said.
They stood waiting for the class to arrive. Two minutes later, the doors opened and the students filled in. They suddenly became all the more excited to see the two of them.
" Ok. Let's settle down, class." Fleur spoke audibly. " My name is Fleur Delacour and my friend here is Harry Potter." She introduced. " We will be taking your transfiguration lessons today." She explained to the group.
" What happened to Professor McGonagall?" Someone asked from behind.
" Professor McGonagall is alright. She is being held up for some work. In the meantime, we will be engaging all of you in this class. And this may happen many times." She explained.
The class nodded, eagerly waiting to get started. " And I don't want to see any text books out. We will be dealing with our wands. So, wands out." Fleur said to the growing excitement of the class.
" Okay. I want one of you to stand up and tell me what you have learnt till now." Many hands went up. Fleur picked Robert Lestrange.
" We have learnt to transfigure matchstick into a needle. Professor McGonagall has also covered the theory on what is transfiguration. She had mentioned in the last class that she will begin with multiple transfigurations." He finished.
" Thank you, Mr Lestrange. As it had been planned, we will be doing multiple transfigurations." She said.
She turned to Harry with a questioning eyebrow. He shrugged.
" Ok. Let's start." Harry said as he walked to the center of the class. " I want you guys to transfigure the matchstick on your desk. Come on. Make haste." He said as the class started to do the assigned task. Loud chants of the spell were heard all around the classroom.
It was then that Fleur had a brainwave.
" Class." She called out. " You have done well." She said as she and Harry examined the work of the students.
What nobody could deny was that McGonagall is an excellent teacher. It was evident since all of the students had successfully completed the transformation. There were still a few of them with imperfections but with a bit more prompting and guiding from Harry, they were done as well.
" Have you heard of silent casting?" She asked. The class nodded.
" But isn't that a bit too advanced for us, Professor?" A young Hufflepuff girl asked.
Fleur chuckled. " No, Miss. We won't be teaching silent casting. What we have thought of is to reduce your volume to a lower level when casting." She said.
Harry was taken by surprise at that idea.
' Brilliant.' he thought to himself.
" Silent casting requires a lot of concentration and control of magic. It is not impossible for you to do, but it's highly difficult. So, what we do is that we would reduce the volume of your spells each and every time you cast. By doing so, you will be ready for silent casting by the time you get to your OWL years." She explained.
The class was buzzing with excitement. Harry and Fleur divided the class into three groups and got to work.
It was a group of very happy students that left the classroom, having successfully completed their tasks set by the new assistant professors.
" You can come out, Professor." Harry spoke to Fleur's confusion. The confusion turned to understanding when she saw Professor McGonagall enter the classroom from another door that was hidden completely from view unless observed properly.
The professor had a warm smile on her face. " That was a brilliant idea,
Ms Delacour." She praised. Fleur nodded, seemingly proud of herself. A compliment from the stern teacher was a rare one.
" Thank you, Professor." She said.
She turned to Harry who winked at her with a smile of approval on his face.
Fleur blushed under Harry's praise. She smiled back at him and turned away.
" It was a brilliant class. They all seemed happy when they walked out of here." She said.
" I was impressed. You two will make great teachers." She said with an honest smile.
" You two can go. I have some work to do and I will be seeing you this evening." She said and the two nodded and walked out of the room.
They walked in silence for some time. It was Harry that broke the silence. " You were brilliant out there." He said.
The girl cursed herself as she failed to stop another blush that rose at his words.
" Thank you." She smiled.
" Well, Professor Delacour. What have you planned next?" He asked, eliciting a bout of laughter from the girl.
" Stop it, Harry." She said. " Of course, professor." He said and the girl glared at him with amusement.
" Stop it." She said. " Or what, Professor?" He asked.
" Or I will start calling you Professor." She finished and Harry stopped.
" You wouldn't dare." He said his eyes narrowed.
" Oh I would, Professor." She said and dashed away with Harry at her heels.
Harry continued chasing the girl till they came to a stop on the fourth floor. She was cornered now and he was smiling.
He walked forward and pinned her arms to the wall and stood in front of her. He observed how flushed her face was and that made her all the more beautiful in his eyes. Baby blues stared into the emerald greens of Harry. He leaned forward.
" Go on. You were saying?" He questioned her. Fleur stared defiantly back at him. Inwardly, she was nervous.
' Would he kiss her?' she thought. She wanted him to kiss her. She moved her head forward and stood on her toes. She could feel his breath in her lips.
" Professor Potter." She baited him again. He frowned as he leaned forward. " What are you going to do, professor? You have me at your mercy." She said huskily.
Harry's eyes flitted to her lips. He moved forward and was about to kiss her when he suddenly realized what he was doing.
He jumped back from Fleur and looked around. " Sorry. I didn't know what came over me." He said and turned away from her gaze.
" You reminded me of something. Something I am trying hard to forget." He sighed. " I apologize." Before Fleur could say anything, he walked away briskly leaving a confused girl behind.
" I was this close." She grumbled as she hit the wall behind her.
" What did he mean by that?" She thought.
" I triggered a memory he was trying to forget." She thought to herself.
She frowned in confusion as she walked back to the Great Hall. She tried to place his words in her head and was coming up short. As she was about to give up, she suddenly thought back to the day when she caught him crying with his family. She had dismissed the incident but thinking of it now, she remembered how he started to cry as his eyes met hers.
" Lily said that it was some old painful memories." She frowned again and suddenly, she understood.
She remembered his expression when she had asked him if he knew her in his world at Grimmauld.
" I was close to him." She realized. " It was me he was thinking of. It was in memory of the other me that he was crying."
Everything clicked into places.
" Why though?" She thought. She had to find answers. She would get them.
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Fleur walked briskly into the great hall. She saw that Harry was not here. She walked over to the place where the group would always sit.
" You three. " She pointed to the Potter siblings. " Come with me. Quick." She said.
The three of them frowned in confusion.
" What's wrong?" Alex asked.
" Just come with me already." She snapped.
" Okay. I got the message. Angry Veela here." He said as he smiled and followed her out with his sisters.
The group was pulled into an empty room and Fleur locked the door and put up silencing spells.
" What's wrong, Fleur?" Rose asked worriedly.
" I want an honest answer to my question." She said. The three nodded.
" Was I Harry's girlfriend from where he came from?" She asked.
That stunned the group to silence. The three looked at each other, trying and failing to hide their nerves.
" Uhmm…." Alex made to speak but he was cut off.
" I am your friend. I want to know the honest answer." She said eying the three of them.
The three came to an unspoken agreement.
" Yes." Jasmine whispered and Fleur's heart leapt with joy. Her joy was short-lived. ' Then why is trying to forget me?' she thought. She was alarmed as she thought about what might have happened.
" I didn't cheat on him or something like that, did I?" She questioned frantically.
" I honestly wouldn't know what would have compelled me into it. I would want no one but him." She said.
" Whoa. Calm down, Fleur. No you didn't cheat on him or anything. You two were happily and crazily in love with each other." Rose said.
" But why is he so hesitant to…" she was cut off when Rose spoke again.
" You were killed." She said and Fleur's eyes bugged out of her sockets.
" How?" She whispered.
The three shock their heads. " I won't go into the details. It's not mine to tell. But he lost it when he lost you." Rose replied sadly.
" That's the reason he seems so hesitant around you. One time, you will remind him of the girl he was happily in love with and suddenly he will have a vision of you lying dead in his arms. Frankly, I would have gone mad." Alex grunted.
" He is broken as much as he remains strong, Fleur. I would be more than happy if you two get back together. God knows he needs it. " Jasmine said.
Fleur nodded. ' Oh I will get him back. That is for sure.' she thought.
" It will be nice to watch you and Daphne compete for him." Rose said and Fleur scowled at her.
" Shut up." She grumbled.
Jasmine chuckled. " Competitive already. Good, you might need it. Between Daphne and you and Aunt Bellatrix, Harry will have a headache everyday." She said.
Fleur and Alex whipped their heads towards Jasmine. Their eyes wide with shock.
" Bellatrix?" Asked Fleur.
" A...aunt Bella?" He squeaked.
" Of course you don't know. The woman blushes like a schoolgirl when he is around. She is smitten and she is yet to know it." Rose chuckled.
" Mum had laughed for ten minutes straight as we spoke about her." Jasmine remembered.
" Mum knows?" Alex asked, surprised again. " Know? She was the first to notice it." Jasmine shrugged.
" Damn. Harry is very lucky." Alex said.
" No offense Fleur. You are one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen in my life. But Aunt Bella is a goddess." He said with a dreamy smile on his face.
Jasmine slapped him on his head.
" I am telling this to Astoria." She said with a wicked grin.
Alex paled at that. " Please, Jaz. Don't do that. I beg you." He pleaded.
Jasmine smirked at Harry. " Alright, calm down." She said.
Alex cheered. " But seriously, three girls. " He asked again. " Well I hope you are ready for them, Harry. They will have their work cut out for you." He said.
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" Damn it, Harry." He grumbled again as he tried to forget what happened.
" Why?" He asked nobody in particular.
He was walking through the corridor without a destination in mind.
" Is there a reason you are trying to wear out the floor wandering aimlessly?" Harry heard Daphne speak from behind him.
He turned to face the speaker and she seemed to be staring at him with amusement.
" Nothing. Just thinking." He said off handedly.
" Uh huh." She said not for a second believing him. " Are you not going to dinner?" She asked.
Harry went to say something but decided against it. " I might just go to the kitchens." He shrugged.
" Well, let me accompany you to dinner then, my lord." She replied with a teasing smile.
Harry despite himself smiled at the girls teasing. " Of course, my lady. It would be an honor." He said pompously before they broke into laughter. Harry held out his arms and Daphne linked her arm with his.
It was fifteen minutes later that the two were sitting in the Hogwarts kitchen enjoying a delicious meal. Harry found that this Daphne was not like his previous one. She was warm and sunny. The previous Daphne, although a good person, would come off as a cold and icy person.
She was teasing and smiling and joking about matters that are trivial which according to him, ladies from Pureblood families never spoke about or gave attention to. He was caught staring at Daphne.
" Is there something on my face or am I too beautiful to look away from?" Asked Daphne, mirth dancing in her eyes.
Harry chuckled at her words. He found that he very much liked the Daphne of this new world.
" Well, I can't refute those words. You are extremely beautiful, Daphne." He said and grinned as her face heated up beautifully.
" But I was thinking about the previous Daphne I knew." He said. The girl cocked her head, curiosity evident in her eyes.
" And?" She asked.
" Well she was very beautiful. Just like you are." He said. The girl snorted.
" Obviously." She drawled.
He shook his head. " But she was not this warm, Daphne. She had a cold personality. The 'ice queen' they called her." He said.
" I was frankly surprised. You two were mostly different, yet the same. But certain things aside, I like this Daphne very much." He smiled and was rewarded with a beaming smile from the girl.
'That's what I want as well, Harry. You will be mine.' she triumphed internally.
" Well, we must get going. It's almost time. Dinner will finish any moment now." He said and held out his hand as he stood up.
Daphne took his hand and they walked back to the Great Hall with pleasant silence in their wake.
They saw that their friends were coming out of the Great Hall. Daphne's eyes fell on Fleur who was watching her with narrowed eyes. She decided to tease the girl.
She turned to face Harry and smiled at him. Harry smiled back at her, not having noticed the eyes of his siblings and friends and Fleur on him, yet.
Daphne leaned forward and kissed him next to his lips. A long lingering kiss. Harry was taken by surprise and his eyes went wide.
" Thank you Harry. I had a great time." She smiled at him and walked away towards the dungeons after turning back and waving her bye.
His friends were watching this with mischievous grins on their faces. His sister's faces showed signs of teasing that he wouldn't escape. Alex shot him a thumbs up.
It was then that his eyes fell on Fleur who had a very different look on her face. Was that jealousy? He had seen that side of Fleur. In his previous timeline. But this time, he couldn't understand why. Did she like him?
He didn't feel like talking to her right now. He turned back and walked briskly towards his room.
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Fleur Delacour was angry. She was angry beyond anything. Yes there was a hint of jealousy and desire but definitely anger.
Harry Potter was avoiding her. He had refused to even speak to her for the past three weeks. It was maddening. Everytime she was about to go and speak to him, he would mutter an excuse and vanish from that spot. What annoyed her more was that Daphne had started to get into this mess. She had become all touchy and feely with him. She would sit close to him and kiss him on his cheek and close to his lips much to her annoyance.
She couldn't blame her. He was something else, but that damn smirk she threw after she kissed him, was getting on her nerves. Though in all honesty, she would have done the same thing as well.
She growled in frustration.
" I will have my say. He can't escape me." She promised herself as she stalked to his room.
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Harry was about to settle down to sleep when he heard a rap at his door. He frowned. ' Who the hell is it?' He thought as he opened the door.
He froze when he saw Fleur with a very much known expression on her face. He gulped. He knew this look very well. The blazing anger in her eyes.
" Fleur?" He said not daring to raise his voice. " What's wrong?" He asked.
Fleur narrowed her eyes at him. He gulped slightly. 'Good.' she thought.
" Move." She said, and stalked inside the room and sat down at the chair. She pointed to the other chair in front of her.
" Sit." She commanded. Harry sat without a word.
" Why?" She asked and Harry instantly knew what she was talking about.
" It's nothing. I just didn't want to make a mistake by pushing ahead without approval from you and …." He was cut off.
" Cut the lies, Harry. I know. I know everything. Don't take me for a fool, Harry. Why did you not tell me that you knew me before?" She asked and Harry froze on the spot.
" Who told you that?" He whispered.
She felt herself softening. " I don't need another to tell me, Harry. The signs were all there. I think I am intelligent enough to put two and two together. And yesterday, your brother and sisters confirmed it." She explained.
Harry slumped in his chair. " Yes. I knew you before. " He admitted. Though, there was pain still visible on his face.
" You were the love of my life. Everything that my poor excuse of life failed to give me, compensated with you coming into my life." He explained.
" Why did you try to avoid me?" She asked gently. Harry sighed. " It was not easy for me, Fleur. I could never forget you. I could not forget the day when you left me." He choked up.
" Imagine my pain and happiness to see you here, healthy and happy." He explained.
" I just wanted to hug you and hold you close to me. To never let go. But I couldn't. I would never impose that on you. How much ever you seem to be my Fleur, you are still unknown here. I wanted to strangle Weasley, but I held back." He said with a slight chuckle.
" But that day, I lost control. I saw my Fleur in you. I wanted to kiss you. Badly. Very badly. Ravish you. But it was not possible." He explained.
" I don't know how you would feel. I thought that you would hate me. And I have been avoiding you ever since." He explained. He looked into the beautiful Veela's face. She was frowning at him.
He turned away. " I am sorry. I didn't know what to do. But I understand if …." He was cut off when a hand forced him to turn towards the person and a soft pair of lips descended on him. Harry moaned into the kiss. He started to reciprocate the kiss. He lost himself in the euphoria.
His arms snaked behind her waist and he pulled her flush against him. He started to take more control of the kiss. His hands traveled unknowingly towards her bountiful bottom. She gasped into his mouth. Harry suddenly made to pull away and apologize but she pulled him closer and placed his hands back on her behind.
Harry took it as an encouragement and squeezed her butt eliciting another gasp of pleasure from Fleur. He took this moment to let his tongue into her mouth and started to explore her. The two kept this up for sometime. They pulled back but not too much.
Their faces were flushed and both were panting from loss of breath.
Fleur proceeded to kiss him and started to pepper kisses all over his face and slowly went down to his neck.
She ripped his shirt apart and continued kissing his chest.
Harry was trying very hard to control himself. " Fleur. If it goes on any longer, I won't be able to hold myself back." He growled.
Fleur continued to kiss him all over his body before her hand traveled into his trousers and Harry gasped as she gripped his manhood.
" Bring it on, Potter." She smiled sultrily. Harry growled and pushed Fleur back onto the bed and attacked her face. He started to reciprocate her moves back by kissing her neck and gradually going down. Fleur moaned as she felt his hot breath on her skin and the feeling of his slightly chapped lips on her body. He slowly took off her shirt and pulled her skirt off.
He slowly took in the vision of beauty in front of him. He was now moments away from losing away. He looked into Fleur's lust filled eyes.
" Last chance. Are you sure?" He whispered, his eyes on her perfect figure.
Her flushed face, her big breasts that were heaving from her heavy breath.
Fleur smirked at him and slowly spread her legs and slowly took off her panties cheering inwardly at the way his eyes clouded with lust. She slowly let her fingers dip into her wet quim and played with herself, winking at Harry.
That was the last straw. Harry jumped onto the bed and got on top of the girl.
" That's it. You asked for it." He kissed her hard again. His hand slowly traveled to her big breasts and he started to squeeze them and pinch her nipples and flicking them, eliciting moans of pleasure and want from the girl. He then descended down and captured her nipple in his mouth.
He slowly bit down on her nipple.
Fleur moaned at his ministration and pressed his head deep into her breasts. Harry continued to maul her breasts and continued sucking on her nipples.
" Ohh... Harry…." She moaned.
Harry left her breasts and moved down, peppering kisses on her stomach and hips and slowly made his way to her cunt.
He inhaled her scent causing the girl to blush deeply. He started to kiss her lower lips. Fleur moaned loudly when Harry started his ministrations.
"Harry…. Please…" she begged, her body needy with arousal. But Harry continued teasing her.
" P... please…. Harry. I ….. I need….." she moaned again as Harry flicked her clit with his tongue.
" What do you want, Fleur?" He whispered. She shuddered as his breath hit her private region again.
" I want…. I want you …. I want you to fuck me, Harry." She begged.
Harry chuckled. " You got to do better than that, my dear." He whispered. He started to slowly start to eat her pussy out.
Fleur started to writhe and moan at Harry's actions. She bucked her hips and pulled him down harder.
" Ohh…. Oh...yes." she moaned. Harry didn't stop. He smirked. He then started to use a trick that was exclusively up his sleeve. He started to hiss in parseltongue into her pussy.
Fleur's eyes widened and her hips bucked violently. She came with a scream spraying her juices all over his face.
Harry sat up and stared into her. Her face was now burning with lust.
" Please….Harry." she begged.
" Please what, Fleur?" He asked innocently. Fleur had enough. She was burning with lust and need.
" Fuck me. Fuck me Harry. Fuck me hard. Take me. Ravage me. Fuck me you smug bastard." She screamed. Harry smirked.
" My pleasure." He removed his underwear and his erection was let free. Fleur licked her lips at the sight in front of her. Harry slowly descended on her.
He adjusted so that he was directly above her pussy. He slowly descended into her. Fleur moaned as Harry entered her.
Harry slowly kissed her again and started moving his hips rhythmically along with hers.
" Oh…. Harry….yes!!" She moaned. Harry grunted as he picked up his pace. He started to pound into her. Fleur could only moan and mewl in pleasure.
Harry was lost in her tight passage. Her pussy squeezed his cock taking his pleasure to high levels. He knew he was close.
Fleur orgasmed again and again as Harry continued fucking her. " I am close, Fleur." He grunted. Fleur kept moaning. " Inside me. Cum inside me, Harry." She screamed. Harry thrusted two more times before unloading into her. Fleur climaxed once again as her pleasure hit her to high levels. Harry collapsed next to Fleur and the two let out long breaths.
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Fleur came down from her euphoric high. She turned to the side and saw that Harry was watching her with a gentle smile on his face. " You alright?" He asked her. Fleur snuggled into his side and raised her head to kiss him on his lips.
" Wow. That was amazing." Harry nodded smugly." I know" he smirked.
She smiled at him.
" Well. Where do we go from here?" He asked. Fleur stared into his beautiful green eyes. Fleur smiled.
" I want to be with you, Harry. I want to see where this goes. I want you to be my boyfriend." She said.
Harry smiled back. " That I can do." He said. Fleur then smiled mischievously.
" Well, the night is still young. I won't be going anywhere now. Want me to return the favor?" She asked, stroking his half hard length and teasing it eliciting a moan from Harry. He nodded eagerly.
" Gods yes!!" He said. Nodding again.
Fleur got up and laid down at the bottom of the bed. She locked eyes with Harry and descended her mouth onto his shaft.
" Oh….fuck." Harry groaned in pleasure. He had a long night and one he was not complaining about.
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Fleur woke up to a knock on the door. She stretched the sleep off her body and felt another warm body next to her. She got up and walked to his closest and pulled out a white button up shirt to wear.
She opened the door and was met with the faces of her and Harry' s friends.
They froze when they saw Fleur open the door and her state of dress.
" Fleur!!?" Squeaked Jasmine. Fleur smiled at her friends. " Morning, guys." She greeted.
" It's four in the afternoon, you sly harpy." Rose grinned at her.
Fleur was truly shocked. She then shook her head. " Well, considering the number of rounds we had, I am not surprised much." She smirked at their blushes.
But Daphne was glaring daggers at Fleur. Fleur smiled at the girl and winked at her.
" Lucky git." Alex and Blaise grumbled together. Astoria scowled and slapped Alex and Blaise on their heads." Idiots." She snapped.
The two boys had the decency to look ashamed.
" Well, we would leave the two of you to it." Rose said and they turned to leave. Fleur held Daphne back.
The young blonde glared at Fleur.
" Oh don't give me that look. You would have rubbed it in my face if you had done it first." She said. Daphne couldn't disagree with that.
" Fine." She grumbled.
Fleur nodded. " See if you can get into the mix quickly." She said to the shock and surprise of Daphne.
" W... what?" She sputtered.
Fleur raised an eyebrow. "You do know that he has to have three wives right?" She asked. Daphne nodded. " Then go on and up the game. I can't wait much longer. I would love to have you eating me up as Harry fucks me." She smirked.
Daphne reddened, brightly embarrassed by what she was insinuating. " What?" She squeaked. Fleur smirked as she leaned down close to the girl's ear.
" Oh nothing much. I would love a toy to play with. And I know that Harry would love to have you with us." She said.
Daphne was blushing. " But...but..what makes you…"
" The alpha?" Asked Fleur. The girl nodded.
" Oh. I am a Veela, darling. I will always be the alpha." She smirked. " I will gladly put those pretty lips to good use when I take you to our bed." She smirked.
" Do you want that darling?" She asked.
" Do you want to eat me out? Do you want to lick my pussy as Harry fucks your little pussy?" She asks huskily.
Daphne nodded. Her face was flushed with arousal. She was also hit with the high allure of Fleur that she was thinking less straight. But she still seemed to be in control. Fleur was impressed.
" W….wha...what if I became the alpha?" She asked, regaining her control.
Fleur nodded appreciatively. " Then I would eat you out. You can make me do whatever you want. Anything." She whispered.
Daphne's face was still red from all the talk they had as she agreed. " I will do my best." She said and after casting another glance behind Fleur, she left shuddering in want and delight.
Fleur watched her go. " Poor dear. Well, it will be fun to wear her out." She smirked as she got back in bed with Harry. She smiled as her waist was encircled by an arm. She felt his place a chaste kiss on her lips." Hey you." He greeted.
"Hey." She said.
" Who was it?" He asked. " The others."
" They must be surprised by what happened, I take it?" He questioned with a grin. Fleur couldn't help but laugh.
The two laid in bed just enjoying each other's presence for sometime.
" I have been thinking.." she frowned.
" Well there is a first." He chuckled as she hit him on his shoulders. " Prat." She mumbled. " Anyway. What do you think about a threesome and a foursome, Harry?" She asked.
Harry was not expecting that. "What are you thinking?" He asked amusedly.
" Wasn't I enough for you?" He asked.
Fleur shook her head. " It's not that. You were more than enough. I will never want another man." She declared.
" It's too soon to make that decision, love. You have to wait. Something might happen…"
" I don't care, Harry." She cut off. " I want you. No one else." She said fiercely that had Harry smiling brightly. " But I was asking about other women with us." She said.
Harry snorted. " You have to call me a crazy man if I am not open to the idea of two or three extremely beautiful women with me." He said.
" Why do you ask?" He questioned with curiosity. Fleur shook her head." No reason." She said and snuggled closer to him.
" Ok…" he muttered in confusion before going back to sleep himself.
His thoughts revolved around the last time he had slept with her. He will have many more times with her. He will have many more years with her. He will not let anybody touch a strand of her hair if he had anything to say.
He slowly dosed off to sleep, pulling his new old girlfriend closer to him.
TBC--
Hey guys. I have brought you the next chapter. How was it? Let me know.
This chapter had a lot of lemons in it. I hope it was good. So Fleur confronts Harry and helps Harry overcome his past demons.
Daphne was starting to up her game but now she knows that she would be competing with a Veela. She doesn't know of Bellatrix yet.
And Bellatrix doesn't know about these two's antics. She will be coming back in the next chapter. Let's wait and hear what she has to say.
Umbridge would get hers coming soon and Draco Malfoy will confront Harry like the foolish bigger he is.
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I would also like to thank my Beta Taliesin the Eternal Bard, for his valuable help in my fic.
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