Harry Potter x Fleur Delacour and Harry Potter x Ginny Weasley (A Pleasurable Reward)

Harry Potter x Fleur Delacour and Harry Potter x Ginny Weasley (A Pleasurable Reward)

Summary:

Fleur uses her 'Veela allure' to give Harry a fun experience after his role in saving Gabrielle during the Triwizard task, simultaneously planting a 'compulsion' in his mind to seek out the person he really wants to be with afterwards even if he won't consciously remember their time together.

START

Harry felt nervous, making his way over to the beauxbatons carriage. Strangely enough Fleur Delacour had invited him over, as a thank you for saving her younger sister during the second task of the tri-wizard tournament. It came as a big surprise the normally stuckup Fleur approached him suddenly and with her pretty smile and elegance she invited him into the carriage.

Harry stood nervously at the entrance of the carriage. Suddenly, the doors opened, revealing Fleur Delacour in her form fitting pale blue robes. "Oh good, 'Arry," she said with a smile, causing his stomach to flutter strangely.

"Good evening, Fleur," Harry said as he walked up the small stairs leading to the door.

"I hope you're ready for tonight, 'Arry. I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself," Fleur said, closing the door behind him with a mischievous smile on her face.

"Wow," Harry said, impressed by the carriage's appearance. The interior was unlike anything he had ever seen before. It was luxuriously decorated with plush velvet seats and golden accents. Soft music played in the background, creating a soothing atmosphere. The air inside smelled of sweet flowers, adding to the enchanting ambiance.

"You like it?" Fleur asked, watching Harry's reaction with a twinkle in her eye.

Harry nodded, unable to find the words to express his awe. Fleur gestured for him to take a seat on one of the plush velvet chairs. As he settled into the soft cushions, Harry couldn't help but notice how comfortable and inviting they were.

Fleur gracefully sat down across from Harry, a playful smirk lingering on her lips. Fleur wanted to test harry a little more to see how resiliant he was to her allure. Fleur leaned closer to Harry, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Tell me, 'Arry," she began in a low voice, "what is your favorite magical creature?"

Harry's heart raced as Fleur leaned closer to him, her eyes captivating him. He took a moment to compose himself before answering, "Well, I've always been fascinated by Hippogriffs, they're amazing and they can fly."

Fleur smiled, her interest piqued. "Ah, the Hippogriff," she said softly. "A magnificent creature indeed." She leaned back in her seat, studying Harry intently. "You have a deep appreciation for the magical world, don't you? Some even consider me one as a veela." she said.

"Well some might... I see you as Fleur." Harry replied, his voice filled with sincerity. "You're unique and extraordinary in your own right." Fleur smiled brightly at his words.

"It would seem I miss judging our first meeting monsiuer," Fleur said with a hint of amusement in her voice. "I must admit, you have surprised me"

"You're not the first one." Harry replied, feeling more of Fleur's allure coming over him.

Fleur chuckled, her allure becoming even more pronounced. Fleur leaned in closer, her voice becoming even more seductive. "Tell me, Harry," she whispered, "What would you like from me, you deserve a reward for saving my sister from that terrible lake."

Harry's heart skipped a beat as Fleur's voice washed over him, her allure becoming almost irresistible. He could feel himself being drawn in by her enchanting presence. He took a moment to gather his thoughts before responding.

"You don't owe me anything Fleur." Harry said his tone of voice struggling against something deep within him. "I didn't save Gabrielle for a reward, I did it because it was the right thing to do."

Fleur smiled just as brightly and pushed her allure out again Fleur's allure washed over Harry once again, causing his heart to race even faster. She leaned in closer, "You are truly a noble and selfless wizard, Harry," she whispered seductively. "But I insist on showing my gratitude." As Fleur leaned in closer, Harry could feel himself becoming more and more captivated by her allure.

Harry's mind raced as he felt himself being drawn deeper into Fleur's enchanting presence. "Join me." Fleur said holding out her hand Harry hesitated for a moment, his mind filled with conflicting thoughts and emotions. He was drawn to Fleur's allure, her enchanting presence captivating him in ways he had never experienced before.

"Where are we going?" harry asked. Fleur smiled as she brought him over to her room.

"my room." Fleur led Harry to her room, the air filled with a mix of anticipation and desire. The room was adorned with delicate flowers and soft candlelight, creating an atmosphere of intimacy. Fleur closed the door behind them, her eyes never leaving Harry's.

"Sit," Fleur said, gently pushing Harry onto the plush velvet chaise lounge in the corner of her room. Harry obeyed, feeling a rush of excitement and nerves as he settled into the seat. Her hands trailed her pale blue robes as she slowly approached him, her allure still radiating from every pore. Fleur's touch was soft and gentle as she caressed Harry's face, her fingers tracing the contours of his jawline. Harry couldn't help but shiver under her touch, a mixture of anticipation and nervousness coursing through his veins.

Fleur gave him a crooked smile and leaned in closer, her lips hovering just inches away from his. The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with desire. Harry's heart pounded in his chest as he struggled to maintain control over his emotions. "Are you ready?" Fleur whispered, her voice husky with desire. Harry's breath hitched as he met Fleur's intense gaze, his mind filled with a whirlwind of emotions. He wanted nothing more than to give in to the passion that was building between them. Harry nodded, unable to find the words to express his eagerness. Fleur's smile widened as she closed the remaining distance between them, her lips finally meeting Harry's in a passionate kiss. The world around him seemed to fade away as he lost himself in the intoxicating taste of Fleur's lips.

"Enjoy." Fleur said, trailing her hands over her alluring body touching parts of her silky robes. Harry's eyes followed along as Fleur slowly seductively undressed herself. Fleur's movements were graceful and deliberate as she slowly removed her robes, revealing the delicate lace lingerie underneath. The sight of her exposed skin sent a surge of desire through Harry's body, his breathing becoming more ragged with each passing moment. fleur placed her left leg on the bed and slowly slid her right hand up her thigh, teasingly inching closer to the lace of her lingerie. Harry's eyes were locked on Fleur's every movement, his gaze filled with a mixture of awe and desire. He watched as Fleur's hand continued its slow ascent, her touch light and tantalizing.

Harry's heart raced as Fleur's hand finally reached the lace, her fingers gently tracing the intricate patterns. The anticipation was almost unbearable as she teased him with her touch. Fleur leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered seductively, "Do you want me?" Harry could only manage a breathless nod in response, his desire for her consuming every thought.

Fleur smiled, her voice dripping with desire as she continued to tease him. "Tell me, 'Arry," she whispered, her lips grazing his earlobe. "Tell me how much you want me."

Harry's voice was barely a whisper as he replied, his words filled with longing and need. "More than anything," he confessed, his voice husky with desire. Fleur's smile widened at his response, knowing that she had him completely under her spell.

Fleur's fingers continued to trace the lace of her lingerie, a seductive smile playing on her lips. She leaned in closer to Harry, her breath warm against his skin. "Prove it," she purred, her voice low and sultry. Harry's heart raced as he realized what she was asking. He took a deep breath, summoning all his courage and desire for Fleur. using his magical prouwes he undressed himself instantlly surprising Fleur.

"Impressive" Fleur said, impressed by his magic and the wand between his legs.

Harry smirked at Fleur's comment, his confidence growing. He reached out to gently touch her cheek, his voice filled with a mix of desire and determination. "I'll do whatever it takes to prove how much I want you," he whispered, his eyes locked with hers.

Harry's words hung in the air, filled with a raw intensity that sent shivers down Fleur's spine. She could see the fire burning in his eyes, matching the passion that was building within her own being. Without breaking eye contact, Fleur slowly leaned in and captured Harry's lips with her own, their kiss igniting a flame that threatened to consume them both. "Fuck." Harry groaned, his voice a low, guttural sound as their lips moved together in a heated dance. Fleur's hands tangled in Harry's hair, pulling him closer as they kissed with an intensity that left them both breathless.

As their lips parted, Fleur's hands began to explore Harry's body, tracing the contours of his muscles with a feather-light touch. Harry's breath hitched as her fingers danced across his skin, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. Fleur felt herself enjoying harry more and more, she felt sure that Harry would do very well in bed.

Fleur's desire for Harry grew with each touch, each caress. She could feel the heat building between them, the anticipation of what was to come becoming almost unbearable. With a mischievous smile, Fleur gently pushed Harry onto the bed, her eyes filled with a mixture of lust and excitement.

She climbed on top of him, straddling his waist, and leaned down to capture his lips once again. Their bodies pressed together, the heat between them intensifying with every passing moment. Fleur's hands roamed Harry's chest, feeling his heartbeat quicken beneath her touch.

Fleur's lips trailed down Harry's neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses in their wake. She could feel his pulse racing beneath her lips, matching the rhythm of her own heartbeat. Slowly Fleur rocked her hips against his crotch, feeling the growing hardness beneath her. Harry let out a low groan, his hands gripping Fleur's hips as he surrendered to the pleasure coursing through him. Fleur lifted herself and took Harry's length in her hand, angling it towards her. She could feel his anticipation, his need for her evident in the way he throbbed against her touch. With a teasing smile, Fleur guided him inside of her, gasping as they became one.

"Fuck Fleur you feel so good." Fleur's body trembled with pleasure as Harry's words filled the air. The intensity of their connection was undeniable, each movement and touch driving them both closer to the edge. They moved together in perfect harmony, their bodies becoming one in a passionate dance. "Don't stop." Harry begged. The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing and the rhythmic creaking of the bed. Fleur's movements became more urgent, her hips grinding against Harry's as they chased their climax together. The pleasure built within them, reaching its peak as they both tumbled over the edge into ecstasy.

"oui." Fleur collapsed onto Harry's chest, their bodies still intertwined. They lay there in the aftermath, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking. Fleur couldn't help but smile as she looked into Harry's eyes, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction and connection between them.

Harry lay breathless after his orgasm. Fleur fully exerted her allure, looking into Harry's eyes and noticing they were glazed over and unresponsive. It took quite a bit of effort for her to overpower his will; usually, any man would succumb to her allure alone, but Harry required complete persuasion.

"Listen to me, Mon cher." Fleur's voice was gentle yet commanding as she spoke to Harry. She wanted him to grasp the significance of what she was about to say. "You need to search deep within yourself and consider who you truly want to be with." Fleur said using her allure so with so much power it could only override Harry's mind placing subconscious memories. "You want to be with that person most off all, You will act on these feelings as soon as you leave the carriage." Fleur's words hung in the air, her voice filled with a mixture of concern and determination.

Harry needed to confront his true desires and make a choice about who he wanted to be with. "You will not remember this night between us. When your friends ask you what we did in the carriage you'll tell them I gave you a tour around the carriage nothing more." smiling at her increadible lover she was ready to get him out of this mild trance. Kissing his forehead she lowered her allure and woke him, her kisses slowly woke harry up untill snapped and kissed his lips. "Mon ami wake up."

As Harry slowly opened his eyes, he felt a sense of confusion wash over him. He looked up at Fleur, "That was amazing." He said Fleur smiled at Harry's words, relieved that he seemed to have enjoyed their encounter. She knew that she had made the right decision in guiding him towards his true desires. However, she also felt a pang of sadness knowing that he would not remember their passionate night together.

Gathering their things, Fleur brought Harry back to the entrance of the carriage and wished him a goodnight. Closing the door, she sighed with relief and satisfaction. Her thoughts returned to Harry and his impressive cock; it was magnificent.

Harry made his way back to the gryffindor dorms, his thought's filled with one person in mind. a certain red-headed girl Harry couldn't shake the image of the red-headed girl from his mind. He knew deep down that he had feelings for her, Ginny As Harry entered the Gryffindor common room, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He had finally come to terms with his true feelings for Ginny Weasley, and now it was time to act on them. Luckily Ginny was still awake sitting by the fire reading a quidditch magazine. Harry took a deep breath and walked over to her, his heart pounding in his chest. As he approached, Ginny looked up from her magazine and smiled at him.

"Hey harry, how was your time with the champion from beauxbatons?" Ginny asked, harry shrugged.

"It was nice she gave me a tour around the carriage" Harry replied, trying to conceal his excitement. "But there's something I need to tell you." Ginny raised an eyebrow, curious about what Harry had to say. He took a deep breath leaned in towards Ginny and kissed her softly on the lips. The moment their lips touched, Harry felt a surge of electricity run through his body. It was as if all the pent-up emotions and desires he had been suppressing for so long were finally being released.

Ginny was shocked she didn't respond to the kiss at all her eyes were wide in shock Harry pulled back slightly, his heart racing. He looked into Ginny's eyes, searching for any sign of what she was thinking. "I... I'm sorry if that was too sudden," he stammered, feeling a twinge of regret. But then Ginny blinked and a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

Ginny reached out and took Harry's hand in hers, her smile growing wider. "No, Harry, it wasn't too sudden," she said softly. "I've been waiting for you to realize how I feel about you."

Harry felt a rush of relief flood over him as he heard Ginny's words. He had spent so long denying his feelings for her, afraid of the potential consequences. But now, in this moment, it seemed that everything was falling into place. Harry squeezed Ginny's hand gently and smiled back at her. "Can I kiss you again?"

Ginny chuckled and nodded, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "I'd like that," she replied. Harry leaned in once more, this time with more confidence, and their lips met again in a sweet and passionate kiss. Ginny feeling confident slipped her tongue Harry's mouth surprising him his eyes openeing in shock, by her bold move. But Harry quickly recovered and responded eagerly, deepening the kiss. The fire crackled in the background as they lost themselves in the moment, their worries and doubts fading away.

Pulling away Harry couldn't help but say, "Wow That was amazing." He looked into Ginny's eyes, his heart filled with joy and a newfound sense of happiness.

Ginny laughed a little and said, "Wow, indeed. That was incredible," Ginny replied, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and contentment. She leaned in closer to Harry, resting her head on his shoulder as they sat together in the cozy carriage. The sound of their laughter and the crackling fire created a warm and comforting atmosphere around them.

"See you tomorrow at dinner?" Harry asked her both ready to leave for bed.

Ginny nodded, a soft smile still lingering on her lips. "Definitely," she replied, her voice filled with anticipation. "I can't wait to see you again... boyfriend."

Harry's heart skipped a beat at Ginny's words. The reality of their new relationship sunk in, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness. 'Maybe a little fast but who was he to complain.'

During those weeks, Harry and Ginny spent as much time together as they could. They would meet up in between classes, sit together at meals, and even sneak kisses whenever they found a moment alone. Their friends noticed the change in their relationship and couldn't help but tease them about it. Ron would give Harry a knowing look whenever he caught him stealing glances at Ginny, while Hermione would giggle and whisper to Ginny during their study sessions.

Harry walked over to Ginny who approached from the other side. "Hey Gin-oh!" Harrys aid surprised as Ginny grabbed his tie and dragged him by his tie towards a empty classroom. "Gin- a- where ar-ohe we going?" he said struggling to speak as ginny led him with a devious smirk on her face.

"Don't ask too many questions," Ginny whispered playfully, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I have a surprise for you."

Curiosity piqued, Harry followed Ginny into the empty classroom, his heart racing with anticipation. As they entered, he noticed that the room had been transformed into a cozy and romantic setting.

Ginny pushed him on the cozy soft floor that had many pillows on them and joined him, sitting close. The room was lit with soft candlelight, casting a warm and intimate glow on their surroundings. "I hope your up for a little fun?" Ginyn said, pulling her gryffindor blouse overhead exposing her bra-covered perky breasts to Harry's eyes.

Harry's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight before him. He couldn't tear his eyes away from Ginny's enticing display of confidence and desire. Harry's mind raced with a mixture of excitement and nervousness as Ginny's hands moved towards his belt. Ginny unbuckled his belt and pushed his trouwsers down, revealing his boxers. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I've been thinking about this all day."

Harry's heart pounded in his chest as Ginny's words sent a shiver down his spine. He felt a rush of desire and anticipation as he realized what she had planned for them.

Ginny leaned in and captured Harry's lips with her own, the kiss filled with a passion that had been building between them for weeks. Their hands roamed each other's bodies, their touches igniting sparks of pleasure and longing. "I'm going to mark so that every girl in Hogwarts knows that you're mine," Ginny whispered huskily, her voice filled with a mix of possessiveness and desire. Harry's body responded eagerly to her words, his mind consumed by the intensity of their connection.

As their kisses deepened, Ginny gently pushed Harry onto his back, straddling him with a seductive smile. She trailed her fingers lightly, his hip close to his boxers, teasing him with her touch. Harry's breath hitched as he felt a surge of desire coursing through his veins. "Merlin Ginny," Harry gasped, his voice filled with a mixture of anticipation and need.

"Tell me what to do." Ginny whispered, her voice filled with a sultry tone. Harry's mind raced as he tried to gather his thoughts amidst the overwhelming sensations coursing through him. Ginny slowly rocked her hips on his crotch, creating a delicious friction that made Harry's head spin. He moaned softly, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him as he surrendered to the pleasure coursing through his body. "can't choose?" Ginny smirked, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Well then," she whispered, leaning in closer to Harry's ear. "I guess I'll just have to decide for you." With that, she reached down and swiftly removed his boxers, exposing him fully to her gaze. "Beautiful, thick, long and hard." Harry's breath caught in his throat as Ginny's words sent a surge of excitement through him. He felt a mix of vulnerability and anticipation, knowing that Ginny was taking control and guiding their intimate encounter. His body responded eagerly to her touch, the sensations becoming more intense with each passing moment. "Maybe i should stop ltaking and put my mouth to use."

Ginny's words hung in the air, sending a shiver of anticipation down Harry's spine. He watched as she moved closer, her lips curving into a seductive smile. The room was filled with an electric tension as Ginny positioned herself between Harry's legs, her eyes locked onto his. Ginny's gaze was filled with a mix of desire and confidence as she lowered her head, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin of Harry's inner thigh. He shivered in anticipation, his breath catching in his throat. Slowly, Ginny trailed kisses along his thigh, inching closer to where he craved her touch the most.

As Ginny's lips neared his throbbing member, Harry's heart raced with anticipation. The sensation of her warm breath against his skin sent waves of pleasure coursing through him. With each kiss, Ginny teased and tantalized, building the desire within him to an almost unbearable level. Harry's hands clenched the sheets beneath him as he fought to maintain control. "Gin please," he managed to gasp out, his voice filled with need and longing. Ginny's eyes met his, a mischievous glint dancing in them. She knew exactly what he wanted, but she enjoyed teasing him just a little longer.

Ginny continued her slow approach, her lips finally reaching the tip of Harry's throbbing member. She paused for a moment, relishing in the power she held over him. With a wicked smile, she finally took into mouth engulfed him warmth wet. Ginny's skilled tongue danced along his length, exploring every inch with expert precision.

The pleasure that surged through Harry's body was almost overwhelming. He moaned softly, unable to contain his ecstasy as Ginny continued to work her magic. Her mouth moved with a rhythm that drove him wild, her tongue swirling and flicking in all the right places. Harry's hips involuntarily bucked against Ginny's mouth, seeking more of the incredible sensation she was providing. "Easy there Potter." Ginny whispered, her voice filled with both amusement and desire. She maintained control, keeping Harry on the edge of pleasure as she expertly continued to pleasure him with her mouth.

As Ginny continued to pleasure Harry with her mouth, the intensity of his desire grew. Every flick of her tongue and every movement of her lips sent waves of pleasure coursing through him. He could feel himself on the brink, teetering on the edge of release. The anticipation was almost unbearable as Ginny expertly brought him closer and closer to climax. But just as Harry felt himself reaching the peak of pleasure, Ginny suddenly pulled away. His eyes flew open in surprise and frustration, his body craving the release that had been so close. Ginny smirked at him, her eyes dancing with mischief.

Harry though wasn't going to take this lightly and quickly grabbed by throwing her on her back and pinning her down. He looked at her with a mix of frustration and desire, his breathing heavy and his body pulsing with need. Ginny's eyes widened in surprise, but there was also a spark of excitement in them. "Let's see how you hold up." Harry said, ripping her skirt and knickers off in one swift move, his tongue latching on Ginny's clit. Ginny gasped, her back arching off the bed as Harry's skilled tongue worked its magic on her sensitive nub. He flicked and sucked, his movements matching the rhythm of her moans. The pleasure surged through Ginny's body, intensifying with every stroke of Harry's tongue.

"OAHH!" Ginny cried out, her voice filled with pleasure and surprise. Harry's tongue continued to work its magic on her, his skilled movements driving her wild. She writhed beneath him, unable to control the waves of pleasure that washed over her. Every flick and suck of his tongue sent bolts of electricity through her body, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. her hands found their way to Harry's hair, gripping it tightly as she surrendered herself to the pleasure he was giving her. "YYes, Harry," she moaned, her voice filled with both pleasure and need. "Don't stop." Harry's eyes showed a clear intent and he started to speak parceltongue Harry's voice took on a low, husky tone as he began speaking in Parseltongue. The ancient language rolled off his tongue with a seductive power, adding an extra layer of intensity to the already electric atmosphere. Ginny's eyes widened in surprise and arousal as she listened to the words that seemed to vibrate through her body.

"YEESSS!" Ginny cried out, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and excitement. The combination of Harry's skilled tongue and the seductive power of Parseltongue was driving her wild. Her body trembled with pleasure as she surrendered herself completely to the sensations coursing through her.

As Ginny's pleasure continued to build, Harry's tongue moved with even more purpose and intensity. He expertly explored every inch of her sensitive flesh, his movements becoming faster and more relentless. "come for me Gin." He said in parceltongue Ginny's breath hitched at Harry's words in Parseltongue, a language she had never heard spoken so intimately before. The combination of his skilled tongue and the seductive power of his voice pushed her closer to the edge. Her body tensed with anticipation as she felt the familiar coil of pleasure tightening within her.

Ginny's moans grew louder and more urgent as Harry's tongue continued to work its magic on her. The intensity of the pleasure was almost overwhelming, and she could feel herself teetering on the edge of release. With each flick and suck, Harry brought her closer to that peak of ecstasy. "Harry!! Let's come together," Ginny pleaded, her voice filled with desperation and desire. She wanted nothing more than to experience the ultimate pleasure with Harry, to feel their bodies synchronize in a powerful climax.

Harry suddenly left her legs and kissed Ginny hard with his hands entering her folds. Harry's kiss was passionate and filled with longing as he pressed his lips against Ginny's. His hands explored her folds, teasing and caressing her sensitive flesh. Ginny gasped into the kiss, but quickly grabbed his length, stroking it Harry groaned into the kiss as Ginny's hand wrapped around his length, stroking him with a firm grip. The sensation sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body, intensifying the desire that burned within him. He continued to explore her folds with his fingers, finding her most sensitive spots and eliciting moans of pleasure from her. "Fuck Ginny!"

Harry's voice was filled with desire and urgency as he continued to pleasure Ginny with his hands. The combination of his touch and their passionate kiss pushed both of them closer to the edge. Ginny could feel the familiar coil of pleasure tightening within her, ready to unravel at any moment. Harry's own arousal grew stronger as Ginny stroked him, fueling his desire for release.

"HARRRY!!" Ginny cried out, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and need. The intensity of the moment was overwhelming, their bodies entwined in a dance of passion and desire. They were both on the brink, teetering on the edge of release.

"FUCCKK!!" Both Harry and Ginny finally gave in to the overwhelming pleasure and desire that consumed them. Their bodies trembled as they reached their climax together, a powerful explosion of ecstasy that left them breathless and satisfied. They clung to each other, basking in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking. The room was filled with a sense of contentment and fulfillment as they lay tangled in each other's arms, knowing that they had shared something truly special.

LATER

Harry and Ginny walked outside the Hogwarts grounds, enjoying their time together. On their walk, they came across Fleur Delacour who once again denied a couple of boys her attention. Ginny smiled up at Harry, noticing that he was not affected by her allure. Fleur noticed the couple walking by and smiled brightly at them her eyes met Ginny's chocalate brown eyes. She greeted them warmly and complimented Ginny on her choice of partner, saying that Harry was a "very handsome young man." Harry blushed slightly at the remark, but thanked Fleur for her kind words. They chatted for a few minutes before bidding each other farewell and continuing on their walk.