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A Matter of Urgency(Fleur Delacour)
“Urgent,” Fleur said. “Need to find some place private…and secure…of course you don’t understand what you did…I’m beginning to think they don’t teach you anything at Hogwarts.”
Likely not. Harry grabbed the map and consulted it.
“Third door down.”
Fleur grabbed Harry and moved him into the room. Unlocking spells had locked Harry inside with her and if Harry had been a bit more time to think, he might be tad bit scared because of her. The room had a large bed in the center and Fleur threw her arms around him.
“I don’t have much time to explain,” Fleur said. “You not only are immune to my allure…but you can….amplify it to use it against others. I’m not sure how but….it’s…it’s affected me. My grandmother…warned me there would be a slight possibility, but she said the odds are slim…but never mind that. We’re going to have to f*ck, Harry Potter.”
Well, Harry appreciated a witch that got to the point. Fleur jumped on him and tried to violate his tonsils with her tongue. The stunning French witch grabbed onto Harry’s clothes and tore at them, revealing his body. Fleur’s kisses got more intense and more passionate.
“Stop.”
Fleur stopped, and she was still squeezing Harry’s bicep.
“How can you control me like this?” Fleur asked. “I need you. I’m burning up on the inside….I need you…badly….but you are holding me back.”
Harry pushed Fleur down onto the desk and physically restrained her.
“You sensed a wizard who was powerful enough to subdue and dominate you,” Harry told her. “And I can take you…and take my time in taking you.”
Harry leaned in and kissed Fleur’s jawline and made her way to suck face with the beautiful girl. Fleur moaned and she dragged her fingernails down Harry’s back in a way that would tear holes in the back of the average man. However, Harry was far from average.
He pulled back from her for a second.
“Take off my clothes,” Harry said. “Without burning them.”
Fleur pouted at Harry denying her fun, but obeyed him. She removed his shirt the rest of the way and ran her hands, down his body. She undid his belt and pulled down his pants. Fleur planted hungry kiss after hungry kiss down his body. She looked like a starving woman as she worked her way down.
Lewdly, Fleur licked Harry through his shorts and then she took them into her mouth. Harry’s co*ck whipped her in the face so hard that it almost would have given a lesser woman a black eye.
“Such…a big….boy.”
Fleur breathed all over Harry’s co*ck and lathered it with kisses. Her moist lips covered Harry’s co*ck and she swirled her tongue into her. Fleur licked Harry with all of the frantic desire of a hungry girl who was licking a melting ice cream cone on a hot summer day.
“You taste…like magic,” Fleur moaned. “But….my word!”
Fleur ran her hands down Harry’s face and cupped him. She ran a finger up and touched his scar.
“Who cursed you with this awful mark,” Fleur murmured.
“Voldemort, the night his power broke,” Harry said
“I must get rid of this, it’s blocking your full power,” Fleur said.
“You can try, but I have….mmmph!”
Fleur shoved her lips onto Harry’s mouth and kissed him. She amplified her own allure which hit Lily’s charm and caused some magical feedback loop. And she caused Harry’s body to get hotter and hotter.
“Good, Phoenix tears in your blood…this will be less messy,” Fleur said. “The fact you survived Basilisk venom….is…interesting…and just shows how powerful you are.”
Harry wondered what she meant. Fleur passionately made out with him and rubbed herself against him. Her hand pressed over his scar and Harry got hotter and hotter. Fleur just gently stroked the back of his head with her other free hand until Harry felt a fire hotter than anything he ever experienced.
A black wisp, much like the one that escaped from the diary, broke free from Harry’s scar. A large cut dripped blood from his forehead, but he was healed instantly.
The Horcrux was gone, but a maelstrom of memories Harry was left behind were now there. Fleur just pulled back and smiled, removing her robes the rest of the way.
“You’re beautiful,” Harry said.
“And I’m yours, Master,” Fleur said while biting down on her lip.
Harry pushed Fleur down and went all in on her. He kissed down her body and moved down, sucking on her heavenly breasts. He had her down on the bed. Those tit* were amazing, so soft, and so supple. Fleur kept stroking the back of her head.
Then Harry kissed every inch of Fleur’s body. The temptation to smeer chocolate sauce on it and lick it off, was extremely high. He went down between Fleur’s thighs and made out with her nether lips. Harry’s tongue dipped into her and Fleur lost her mind for his tongue going into her.
Fleur thrashed her hips up and down, and she exploded hard for him. Harry tasted up the sweet ambrosia dripping from her thighs.
The second Harry rose up, Fleur dove at him and grabbed his face, before pulling him into a hot snogging session. Fleur was extremely passionate and really into Harry, about as much as Beatrice, Penelope or Lyra were. Harry groped Fleur and he could feel her puss* over the top of him.
“I need you, my mate,” Fleur said. “Most Veela would kill to find a wizard like you….most Veela will kill when they find out a wizard like you exists.”
And with that, Harry grabbed Fleur and pushed him down onto her. Fleur’s walls pushed down onto him and wrapped around his co*ck. Fleur’s puss* felt like a furnace when she pumped up and down on Harry. She kept rocking down onto him and enjoying his co*ck when it plunged deep inside of her.
“OOOH, OOOH, YES!”
Fleur let out another cry when Harry’s rod pushed into her. Harry teased Fleur’s nipples and drove her down onto him. The feedback loop of Lily’s charm combined with Fleur’s allure would lead to an encounter neither would forget.
Harry decided to flip Fleur over. He kissed her gorgeous legs and pushed down into her. Fleur had been piledrove into the bed. Her hips bucked up and she twitched underneath him. Harry kept punishing her puss* and making her lose it for him.
“HARRY f*ckING POTTER!”
Fleur dragged her nails against his back. She was in a state of constant arousal. Harry both physically and magically restrained the powerful woman and drilled deep inside of her. It felt as if his co*ck also grew thanks to the amplification of the magic.
She let out another cry and Fleur now was on top of Harry. She rode him hard. Harry reached up and the bed caught fire. Which barely even phased the two as they kept pounding each other.
Fleur bounced up and down as the bed reduced to ashes. And then she f*cked Harry on top of a pile of smoldering ass. Her insides just had been scorching hot for him.
After seven mind shattering org*sms which Fleur also caught half of the classroom on fire, before Harry could extinguish it, he fired his load deep inside of her from above. Fleur let out another cry when he blasted her insides and filled her up with so much seed that her stomach swelled.
Fleur was sure to drink her potion, but she wondered it would be enough in the face of such a potent wizard.
As Fleur tried to crawl away, Harry grabbed her hips and shoved his co*ck, which barely even softened, inside of her. Harry grabbed Fleur and f*cked her prone body.
“Is this what you wanted, Flower?”
Fleur just reddened as much as her thighs when he slapped his balls against her. She wanted to get f*cked over and over again.
End.
