AN: Double Release! Hope you all enjoy. At the request of a certain...horny...reviewer, I decided to add a bit more for the lemony content. I don't like to write them usually cuz once you go deep in there, it changes the flavor of a story. I threw up a warning for it when it happens.

Also, thanks to all the awesome reviews and ideas! I took everyone's thoughts into consideration when I tried to make a gameplan for Jin on his journey, and I'm pretty happy with how it turned out.

Additionally, thanks for the support, I write for fun, and while the occasional unhelpful review without anything useful to contribute comes up, which is inevitable and a mood killer, the rest of the positive reviews encourage me to keep going.

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Chapter 5.6: Dumbledore, Training, and Coitus.

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[Rita Skeeter Still Missing: Where Has She Gone?!]

'Hm, poor Rita still hasn't been found? Perhaps she has simply taken a retreat. Alas, I fear her curiosity has finally gotten her in trouble.'

Dumbledore shook his head in sadness as he put the newspaper down on his desk and sat back. 'Although, without her urging, the propaganda against me has come to a grounding halt. Amazing how much hate a single women could generate with her articles.'

He popped a lemon drop in his mouth and hummed at the political scale of the British wizarding world. There had been rising waves from the dark families as well as the minister's party with Umbridge at the head to force a wedge between his reputation and the people. 'I can only assume they were preparing to remove me from my position as Chief Mugwump as soon as I gave them something to attack me with.' He sighed at the thought. 'Why can't they all realize I never wanted the post. I'm an educator, for god's sake. I simply fear I have no proper replacement; think of the harm someone could do with that power.'

Dumbledore conveniently didn't realize that his inaction had also caused plenty of issues over the years.

Rita had been the most vocal in the news against him. She often targeted his staff and even looked for any hole she could in the tournament champions. 'In fact, I believe Rita had an invitation to the Yule Ball. I was sure she would have shown, but she must have chosen a different target. Oh well.'

Thinking of the Yule Ball took his mind down a different train of thought. 'It will be interesting to see how the Champions react, knowing their dates will become their hostages for the next task. Young Cedric and Viktor are sure to rise to the challenge. I fear for Harry, hm; perhaps I can nudge young Neville toward some of Snape's Gillyweed stock. Yes, that should do just fine.' He made sure to make a mental note of it before thinking about the last champion. 'Ms. Delacour. She should be the most challenged by the environment. A shame about the setting, it's not truly fair to a Veela to journey in the cold dark water, but alas, luck is part of the draw as well. She will have to put in an effort to reach young Jin.'

His mind turned to the young man. 'A remarkable young Animagus. Even though he will never amount to what a wizard could, his natural abilities likely gained from his unfortunate captivity in his youth have extraordinary potential.'

Dumbledore's gaze turned to the window facing the forests. Even now, he could feel the connection to the young man in the distance. The older man chuckled when he first investigated what was happening. As headmaster of a school of young and rambunctious witches and wizards, the wards of the castle tracked anyone listed as a student in case of danger in the near distance of the school. Such as when one wandered off into the woods.

Dumbledore had traced young Jin to the Acromantula territory and watched him perform his hunt in his tiger form without interrupting. 'The heart of a true Gryffindor the boy has. And sharpening his claws on those creatures is a fine method of progress. He will be a fine chess piece by the end of the school year. I'll make my move then and convince him to assist in fighting the dark of the world. He might be the perfect counter to Greyback. That one is sure to re-appear when Voldemort returns.'

The headmaster smiled at the thought. 'Yes, let him keep improving. Good riddance to those spiders as well. What Hagrid was thinking, I haven't the foggiest idea.' His mind moved away from his plans for Jin as he returned to the paperwork on his desk. The second task was coming up, and he was being kept busy with all the work that needed to be done.

If only Dumbledore had stayed a few moments longer when he followed Jin that day, he might have caught sight of him performing magic, and therefore altered his plans of delayed action. Alas, the old man was far too used to being confident in his perceptions to consider the possibility.

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"You know, when I was told I would get combat training, I didn't think it would be from you. Can I get a refund?"

Orios huffed in annoyance and tossed Jin a sword. "The Chieftains word is law, even if I heavily disagree with it. I am the tribes best combatant; you should be honored to learn from me."

Jin felt the foreign weight of the blade in his hands and gave it a practice swing like a monkey with a stick. "Yeah, feeling real honored right now. How's that pride holding up? Still bruised?"

The centaur stamped his hooves in annoyance and raised his own blade. "As if one of your kind knows of pride and honor. Go on, brave young warrior, let's see what you've got." The mocking tone of his voice said it all as he stepped forward.

Jin grinned and met his charge.

Thirty seconds later, Orios carefully took Jin's blade away. "Perhaps, the sword is not your way."

Jin winced in honest apology at the tuft of horsetail on the ground. "Yeah, that's my bad."

Orios rolled his eyes and returned to the weapon rack with various options. "Hair grows back. It's my own fault for not expecting…..that…. bad of a performance. Were you even looking where you swung?"

Jin rubbed the back of his neck in slight embarrassment. "Got anything less….elegant?"

The centaur huffed in amusement and grabbed a new weapon. "Try this. Even a troll could use it." He tossed it Jin's way, and the young man caught the axe by the wooden shaft.

"An axe?"

"Yes, you raise it and swing. Perfect for the simple minded."

Jin flipped the guy off and examined the weapon. Seemingly made of iron with a hardwood shaft, weighing around twelve pounds by his guess. "You know what, I'm not even offended. I've never used a weapon besides my claws and magic before."

Orios huffed and returned to his combat position. "At the very least, you have my respect for slaughtering the abominations with just that. Now, step forward and learn your limitations."

Jin raised a brow at the moody centaur and readied himself. "Your being weirdly kind, its giving me goosebumps."

The smirk on the centaur's face was definitely unsettling. "I've been told to train you; you won't enjoy it."

"Joy."

The clash of weapons rang out from the clearing long into the afternoon.

A panting and sweaty Jin leaned against a tree, dead on his feet but still standing. "Why….is….this….so….hard."

An amused Orios tossed him a water sack. "Because you have no training boy. You swung with force, not skill. The fact that you could swing your weighty weapon so long just proves how freakish your stamina is."

Jin took a deep drink and wiped his mouth. "And how did I do?"

Orios gave him a measuring gaze. "Well, in a matter of hours you went from many wasted movements with every swing to less wasted movements with every swing. Give it ten years of silent practice and you may get somewhere."

Jin sagged and could tell the centaur wasn't even screwing with him. "Fine, fine, should we try a different weapon?"

Orios surprisingly shook his head. "Nay. The axe suits you. As annoying as it is to admit, you have talent boy. Your instinct is to swipe with your claws, I could see your muscles flex for it and anticipate your actions. But you adapted quickly to the weight of your weapon and used it to balance yourself."

"But you said it would take ten years to get anywhere."

"Aye, that's if its just silent practice."

Jin's eyes lit up. "Experience?"

Orios shared his smirk. "Aye. Kill one spider, then ten, then a hundred, then a thousand. Keep going and you may find yourself improving far faster than you could alone."

"How long do you think it would take if I kept fighting?"

Orios shrugged. "That depends on how quickly you can improve and much you fight. It also helps if you survive."

"That's not much of an answer."

"Boy, we've been at war for over fifty years. There's no need to rush, it's only the 31st of Morning Star."

"Right, it's only the 30th of…." He deadpanned at the centaur. "January?"

Orios twitched. "I forgot you wizards have your own names for it. Yes, the first month of the year."

Jin chuckled and shook his head. "Different cultures, different names, its not that weird. Although the month flew by, feels like only yesterday it was New Year's…..!" His eyes widened as he remembered something. 'The warehouse bonus! How could I forget about that. Shit, how much time do I have left.'

He quickly looked up at the sun and saw it was approaching the evening. "Fuck! I gotta go Orios. Thanks for the lesson, let's do this again in a couple days. Gol!"

The centaur blinked at the rapid change and watched the young warrior vanish with his household elf. 'Bah, damn weird wizards, who knows whats going on in their small heads.' He trotted off to go back to his tent and see his wife.

Meanwhile, Jin was making a rapid dash toward the castle.

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"And that class, is why you must pronounce the spell correctly for Toad to Toadstool. Otherwise, you will likely see the same result as what Mr. Sallow has done by making a tentacle fungus out of a toad. Any questions?"

The seventeen Hogwarts seventh-year students, plus the added groups from the two visiting schools, all shook their heads in denial. The Hogwarts students from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw especially giving the traumatized-looking Sallow a wide birth. The young man, with holes in his robes where holes shouldn't be, looked at his wand like his mother had betrayed him.

McGonagall nodded promptly and waved her hand. "Then class is dismissed. I want twenty lines on the proper usage of the spell on my desk by Monday. It will be on your NEWTS, so study well."

The classroom erupted in casual noise as friends grouped up, getting ready to leave while McGonagall shook her head. 'I swear, just because the recent years have had such a small turnout for students with all the wars, does not mean I desired to teach three schools worth of NEWT students simultaneously. For Merlin's sake Albus, just spend the money and hire an extra teacher, or get your old ass down here and help me.'

She plopped down properly at her desk and already had her hand on the Firewhiskey bottle under her desk, just waiting for the last student to scatter, only for her eyes to be drawn to a corner of the room where the young Ms. Delacour was trying to leave but was being held up by Mr. Davies. 'Sweet Morgana boy, learn to take a hint.'

"Move."

"Fleur, please, I'm only worried about your health."

"I did not give you permission to call me by my first name, you fool; now move. I am busy." Fleur didn't want to flare her allure, or she would catch more than just the boy in front of her, but she wasn't above burning the moron.

Roger Davies didn't seem to understand what playing with fire meant and pressed forward. "Look, is it so bad to just spend some time together? How about this weekend? I know a great place down by the…."

The classroom door slammed open, and the students who stayed to watch the show looked over to see a panting and sweaty Jin eyeing the room with red eyes. A few took a second look at how his shirt soaked through and stuck to his abs, defined enough to grate cheese.

"Fleur!"

"Jin?"

Fleur blinked in confusion and rising worry at her lover's look, but before she could act, he had rushed forward like a pouncing tiger to reach for her.

Davies stepped in the way. "Who do you think you ar..!"

Jin idly grabbed the boy by the face with his much larger hand and tossed him into a seat while hitting him with a mild stunning charm at the moment of contact that would last all of sixty seconds.

The boy slumped in his seat, and Jin grabbed Fleur by the shoulders. "Fleur, I need you to come with me right now!"

Fleur quickly began checking him over for wounds. "Why?! What happened?!"

"We need to go have mind blowing coitus for the next seven days! We're running out of time!"

Fleur blinked. The students blinked. McGonagall snorted. Davies snored.

Fleur's eyes lit up with zero shame. "Oui!"

Jin nodded and tossed her over his shoulder as he rushed out of the room like the wind. The sounds of students in his way being tossed here and there leading into the distance.

Cedric Diggory had watched the whole thing and turned toward McGonagall with a half-raised finger. "Um…professor…should we?"

McGonagall looked up from the paperwork she was using to hide the bottle she had already opened. "Should we what, Mr. Diggory? I am grading papers, and you are holding up my time."

Cedric dropped his hand. "Right. I didn't see anything."

"Very good Mr. Diggory, take five points."

"Thank you professor."

Cedric was the first to leave the room, idly dragging a groggy Davies behind him, followed quickly by the rest at the professor's glare, daring them to interrupt her. When the last one left, she sighed and got out her favorite drinking cup. "Finally, they're gone. So young Jin decided to be a man to his maiden, huh? Good on them. At least he had the good wit to wait till class was over. Otherwise, there would be no coitus for anyone."

Jin had no idea how smoothly he just dodged a bullet. He was only delayed by the fact that he didn't actually know what classroom Fleur was in, as well as no knowledge of the castle layout at all since he was barely ever in it. Snape was not happy, Flitwick found the young man amusing, Trelawney was wondering what she added to her drink, and Sinistra was flushing in wonder at how a sweaty muscled young man burst into her bedroom screaming about coitus before rushing out when he couldn't find his paramour.

It only took Jin four tries to find Fleur. He was improving.

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"You forgot you had a week of time dilation time in your warehouse every January and only remembered now? On the last day of the month? Jin, it's almost five in the afternoon."

"I know alright! I fucked up. Now, stop complaining and help me move shit so we can have a pre-marriage honeymoon."

Fleur's deadpan stare as she sat atop the bed Jin was carrying with her legs crossed dug into the top of his skull. "Jin, we are neither getting married at the moment, nor are you using your head in the slightest."

"Excuse me?"

Fleur rolled her eyes and tapped his head. "Put me down Jin."

"But…"

"Down. Now."

Jin growled in impatience but complied. "Fine, there, what is it?"

Fleur grabbed his shirt and pulled him into a kiss with a blast of her allure that successfully scattered his thoughts before pulling back. "Stop thinking with your lower brain Mon Tigre. This is why I worry about leaving you alone."

She shook her head and left him dazed while calling out. "Gol, do you mind coming here?"

The house elf appeared in a pop. "Yes Ma'am?"

Fleur smiled at the well-dressed French butler model of an aged house elf. "Could you please move the furniture and bookshelves into the warehouse?"

"Certainly ma'am."

Gol snapped his fingers, and the items in question began moving all at once. Fleur sent a smug look at the awakening Jin who looked at his house elf in betrayal. "Bro. I thought you were my house elf?"

Gol nodded. "I am sir. The madam connected her magic to mine as well. It is standard in a household."

"But you didn't tell me!"

"Sir, was I not supposed to bond to the madam?"

Fleur crossed her arms. "Yes Jin, was he not supposed to bond with your woman?"

Jin raised a hand with a pointed expression and found no words leaving his mouth. "You…but….gah, screw this. I'm heading inside." He stomped off into his warehouse and left the door open, leaving Fleur and Gol to match grins with victory signs.

Soon everything was loaded in, and Jin waved Gol away. "We'll be fine. Go back to whatever it is you do when I don't call you."

"Of course, sir, enjoy your vacation." He popped away, and Jin closed the door, leaving him alone with a very amused Fleur in his warehouse filled with his house's furniture and supplies.

"Don't pout Jin, it's unbecoming."

He growled at her. "I'm not pouting. Men don't pout."

"Of course they don't. Did you bring in my schoolbooks?"

"Of course I did, I wasn't going to hurt your studies."

"That's sweet, but they were in my room in my schools carriage."

"Yeah, a bunch of these pretty boys in butler uniforms kept yelling at me in French and trying to stun me but I just ignored them until I found the room with your scent."

"You attacked my schools staff?"

"No, their spells didn't do shit to my skin and they weirdly fainted when I got close to them."

Fleur burst out laughing, much to Jin's confusion. "Those butlers were gay!"

Jin blinked. "Wait, what?"

She bent over laughing and pointed at him. "Did you think my school would let good looking straight men in a carriage where Beauxbatons top forty female students were staying? They were specially hired for this year! Hahahaha!"

Jin paused and recalled the weird expressions on those men's faces as they fainted and shuddered. "I feel dirty."

"Hahahahaha!"

"Oi, how would you like it if that happened?!"

"That's why I'm laughing so hard! Welcome to my world Jin! Lesbians are no better than straight men to my allure!"

Jin flushed at that and did the only proper action in his situation as he dual casted tickling charms at his girlfriend. "Take that!"

"Oi! Hahahah! Two can play at that game!" Her spells shot faster than his own from her wand and splashed harmlessly on his skin. "That's not fair! Hahaha!"

"Mwuahahaha! Magic resistant skin finally paid off!"

Fleur's response was to blast her allure at full tilt and watch Jin go glassy-eyed for all of five seconds before he bit down on his tongue. "If you thought that would work forever, you were absolutely right."

A raging boner tented in his sweatpants as he growled like a wild animal. Fleur countered his charms in seconds and stared back at him with her own fire as she rubbed her thighs together from where the tickling charms had targeted her. "Good. We wouldn't want you getting bored of me now, would we?"

Jin pressed forward and lifted her by her waist as he pushed them against the warehouse's wall. "Not on your life."

[Lemon]

He bit down on her collarbone, and she moaned loudly into his ear as she gripped the back of his shirt.

His rough hand trailed up her legs' scorching pale snow skin and pushed up her blue school robes to reveal the lacy black number hiding underneath. "Hmm, expecting some fun, were you?"

She smirked and bit down on his ear. "Oui, I am always ready~."

Her legs squeezed painfully around his waist as his fingers dug into the plump flesh of a rear that could make a pornstar envious.

The two moaned in unison as his steel rod rubbed against her burning wet core. "Mon Tigre~, take me."

He groaned against her vice grip on his waist. "You'll need to ease up, Mon Soliel."

Fleur made a high-pitched sound in the back of her throat that was most definitely inhuman as her hands ignited in fire. The mana-fueled flames exploded over the two in a burst of controlled heat that didn't damage anything else around them, but singed off their clothes in seconds. Jin's skin and her innate bond with fire making them entirely unharmed.

Jin growled wildly at the much closer contact and attacked her neck. "Impatient? I liked that shirt."

"I'll buy you a new one. Now fuck me Jin!"

Her legs let up for just a bare second to allow him to push his waist back and line himself up before he impaled himself to the hilt in one thrust. Her nature as a Veela truly letting her be ready to go whenever she was in the mood.

The two gasped in shared ecstasy as his rod was buried in an inferno of wet heat. She gripped down on him painfully, and he had to force his hips back to unsheathe himself with a whimper leaving her throat.

She didn't have time to complain at the loss of his length as he slammed back into her.

He pushed her legs over his shoulders and folded her into a V-shape as he did his best to indent her back into the wall of his pocket dimension.

Fleur screeched in pleasure and held on for dear life as he pounded into her deliciously.

The two got lost in the pleasure as they moved from the wall to the coffee table, to the couch, and eventually ended up on the bed with her in his lap with their chests pressed together as they reached their peak.

Jin growled, and Fleur gave off an avian call that would have every male eagle in a fifty-mile radius zoning in on the location.

His balls contracted, and her walls gripped him like a vice without letting go. Ropes of thick cum sprayed up into her womb as they both rode their high and ground their hips in a rhythm.

Fleur panted heavily with her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as Jin's hands remained on the hips he used as a handhold. The two matched eyes and smashed their lips together in a sensual kiss as they came down from their climax.

"God Sparkles, I think my dicks going to snap with how tight you are."

She giggled and pecked his lips. "I like you just where you are, no running away."

[Lemon End]

He chuckled and rested his forehead against hers. "As if I would. Thank god for contraception charms, though." His hand lit up in a green light as it pressed into her lower back, and she laughed at the sensation.

"I think I'm a good few years away from wanting to be a mother, so yes, thank Merlin."

"Why Merlin? I never understood how that became a thing."

Fleur rolled her eyes. "Your curiosity is endless Jin."

"You like that about me Sparkles."

She smirked and rested her head on his shoulder. "True. And to answer your question, this time it literally is thank you to Merlin. He's credited with the invention of that spell."

"Wait, really?"

"Mn. The history books state he was a….promiscuous man."

"Huh, go him."

"Indeed. Ready for round two?"

"No man could call himself worthy if he went soft inside you."

Fleur smiled widely. "I knew I kept you for a reason."

"Is it because I'm gggggrreeaattt!?"

"What?"

"Sorry, been waiting to make that joke. Tony would be proud."

"Your such a fool sometimes Jin, but you're my fool. Now make love to me, I want it from behind this time."

"With pleasure."

The following week passed in a blur as the they fucked like rabbits to the point that clothing was optional.

Fleur studied for her NEWTS, already sure in her passing grade but wanting to ace them while Jin quizzed her. And Jin continued to practice the basic axe forms Orios had shown him while Fleur gave him moving targets to hit.

The two poured over notes and papers for hours to combine the Bluebell Flames with as many basic charms as they could and discovered that using a flaming version increased the mana cost, but it improved the lethalness of his spells.

They cooked meals in unison and struggled greatly as Jin undercooked everything and Fleur burned everything. Thankfully, Gol left meals under preservation.

They fooled around like kids, playing board games and talking about the silly things in their lives.

They dreamed about the future, about what they wanted, where they wanted to be together, and what they would do when Jin's time ran out.

And when the warehouse's time was almost up, they walked back into Jin's forest cabin with only a few hours having passed in the real world.

It was just about time for the Second Task.

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AN: Thoughts?

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