Open appKairomaruArch Mage, the Path of Magic Chapter 33NewOct 4, 2024
Hey friends and fans, Kairomaru is here with another chapter of Arch Mage, the Path of Magic! Harry has entered himself into the Triwizard Tournament! The Professors are either exasperated or worried about that, while his friends are a mix of happy, curious, annoyed, or competitive. But they have some time before the First Task, so what will Harry and friends get up to in the mean time? Is Voldemort having a hand in the Triwizard Tournament this time around? There was no 'Fourth Champion' after all. Perhaps things have deviated a bit and different plans are in play?
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Chapter 33 – Results and Preparation
Harry sat alone in the Charms classroom after classes. Well not entirely alone, Professor Flitwick was with him and giving him a lecture and punishment for breaking the rules and entering himself into the Triwizard Tournament.
"Mr. Potter, are you listening?" Flitwick raised his voice just a bit.
"Yes, Professor." Harry replied promptly. He was half-focused on what Flitwick was saying, the other half of his focus was currently on just what the First Task of the Triwizard Tournament might be.
Flitwick nodded once. "As I was saying, you'll be in detention for a week for your…prank." The Charms Professor didn't seem to agree with the descriptor for this incident, but that's what he had to work with. "You'll be writing lines, because I know the monotony of it will be the worst kind of punishment for one with such a curious mind."
Harry visibly sagged at what he'd be doing after classes for the next week. Leave it to his Head of House to know exactly what kind of punishment he'd hate the most. "Yes, Professor Flitwick…"
"Very good, Mr. Potter." Flitwick said with a short nod. "For today, You'll write: 'I must not violate rules meant to protect me', until your detention is over with.
Harry let out a small groan as he picked up his quill and put it to parchment. Flitwick would notice if he used Magic on this punishment, so he'd just have to drudge through it.
-November 1st-
"Are you sure it's okay for you to skip classes?" Hermione fretted over Harry missing classes, even if he self-studied in most of them.
Harry nodded at Hermione with a grin. "I checked the rules of the tournament and it says that Champions can skip classes so long as they're using the time to prepare for the Tournament." He then playfully poked her shoulder. "You read all of the rules front to back by now, so you know I'm right."
Hermione looked away for a second. "Maybe…"
"I'm sure Professor Snape will be thrilled." Daphne said with so much sarcasm her friends practically felt it.
"Given how he doesn't like Harry, I'm sure he will be." Tracy laughed brightly and got a little smirk from Harry.
Astoria had a little pout as she looked at Harry. "No fair, you get to skip Potions." The younger Greengrass sister didn't care for Snape much, not liking the seemingly unwashed and dour man that made every class with the Gryffindor's feel like it was one small mistake away from Snape shouting at the students.
"Are you gong to be working on spells?" Luna asked, a small Kooni resting on her shoulder. The little 'Leaf Sprite' was the same soft green as any other, but Luna's little 'friend' was only about the size of a baseball, a small leaf resting in its center as the medium for the little shikigami.
"That and trying to figure out just what the First Task entails." Harry gave Luna a smile. He was quite proud of how well Luna had taken to the basics of Onmyōdō and managed to summon a Kooni.
"I read about the Tournament's history; the First Task is usually dealing with a Magical Creature in some way." Hermione told Harry with a worried look. "Sometimes it was to outwit the creature, other times it was besting it in combat, and occasionally it was to take something from it."
Harry pulled Hermione into a one-armed hug. "Brilliant, Hermione!" He smiled brightly at her. "If they haven't changed the format, then I just need to find out what kind of creatures they're bringing in."
Daphne waved off Harry's concerns. "It's almost guaranteed that the format has stayed the same as previous Tournaments. Tradition wouldn't be changed when they're trying to bring back the Triwizard Tournament."
"True… Too many staunch traditionalists would oppose a Tournament that was too different from what it was 'back in the day'." Harry agreed with Daphne's assessment. "Brilliant deduction, Daphne!" He pulled her into a one-armed hug as well.
"I didn't say I wanted a hug." Daphne mentioned, looking at Harry flatly.
Harry only smiled at her. "You didn't say that you don't want a hug either."
"She likes it~" Tracy teased with a giggle.
"Uh huh!" Astoria laughed at Daphne's reddening cheeks.
Daphne turned on her best friend and her little sister. "I will hex you both!"
The group of friends headed off to their classes with mirth and laughter, Harry grinning as he headed out to the grounds preparing to check everywhere he could think of that Magical Creatures could be kept safely and comfortably until the First Task rolled around.
'If they could secure part of the Forbidden Forest, that would be the most likely place. Then again…' He looked over at the Black Lake as he stepped outside. "Nothing says the Magical Creatures would be land dwelling." Hiding even large creatures underwater wouldn't be an issue with Magic.
-Ministry of Magic ~ Auror Bullpen-
"Hah…" Tonks let out a long and heavy sigh a she saw the front page article of the Daily Prophet.
High Sorcerer and Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter, becomes Hogwarts Champion in Triwizard Tournament!
"Of course he did…" Tonks shook her head as she read the article further. It didn't take long to find out that Bagman had been the one to spill the beans to the Prophet, the man briefly mentioned by name in the article. "I wonder if those rumors about him being in gambling debt with the Goblins is true?" Bagman certainly seemed the type, being an Ex-Professional Quidditch player that had supposedly squandered the vast majority of the money he'd made while playing, and just a few years after his retirement from the league at that.
Reading further, Tonks noted who Harry would be going up against in the Triwizard Tournament. "Viktor Krum and Fleur Delacour. Well, I don't know anything about Viktor Krum aside from his Quidditch, but Fleur might give Harry some competition at the very least." She chuckled to herself and wondered if she should tease Harry a bit about going against Fleur. "Just a few little innuendos here and there… With any luck, Fleur will get in on it as well."
-Tonks Home-
"Hahahaha!" Sirius laughed loudly as he read the Daily Prophet article. Sure, Harry had already contacted him on the Communications Mirror last night to tell him about his successful prank, but seeing it in the paper was just too hilarious for the old Marauder not to laugh. "Alright, I have to give it to him, none of our shenanigans in Hogwarts ever made the front page of the Prophet!" Sirius continued to snicker to himself even as Andromeda shot him a reproachful look.
"This isn't something to be laughing about, Sirius." Andromeda said tersely. "Harry could get hurt, or worse, in this tournament!" She worried about the prodigious nephew of hers, and always wondered when the day would come that he'd put himself into a dangerous event like this. "Honestly, why they felt the need to bring back this old bloodsport I'll never understand."
Ted didn't look pleased by Harry's situation either. "I understand that he's a great Wizard, despite his age, but this was just needlessly reckless." He took a moment to look over the article again as Sirius handed the newspaper back to him. "He'll probably be fine, I realize that, but Harry knows that we'll all be worried about him, and yet he went did this anyway."
Sirius was still all smiles for Harry's great prank. "Don't be too hard on him. Harry's just at the age where he's feeling a little rebellious. It's perfectly normal for a young man to want to pull a prank or two, chase some girls, have some fun; we all did it."
Both Ted and Andromeda gave Sirius a rather deadpan stare. "Some of us much more than others, Sirius." The husband and wife said in unison.
Andromeda looked at Ted with a smile, Ted smiled at his wife, the two shared a quick kiss for being of the exact same opinion on this matter.
"Alright then…" Sirius downed the last of his morning tea and set the cup down. "If you two are going to be all lovey-dovey together today, then I'll go hang out with Remus and let you have at it." He tossed a flippant wave over his shoulder and was out the door and Apparating away with a laugh, even as Andromeda shouted at him for being an immature man-child.
-Hogwarts ~ November 4th-
"Already skipping all of your Potions classes, mon chéri?' Fleur smiled teasingly at Harry, seeing him walking across the grounds, the light snow from the previous night moving aside to clear his path.
Harry blinked once, seemingly snapping out of his train of thought, and gave Fleur a smile. "You seem to be skipping class yourself, Fleur."
Fleur shook her head once, her long silvery-blonde hair swaying from the motion. "Non, I do not have classes this afternoon." She corrected Harry with a cute smirk on her lips.
"My apologies for thinking that you'd be a truant like me." Harry apologized with an over dramatic bow.
"What are you doing out in this cold, Harry?" Fleur asked him, a melodic giggle escaping her lips at his act. She was wearing a lovely, powder blue cloak over her normal Beauxbatons uniform to keep the cold at bay.
Harry looked out over the snow-dusted grounds for a second before answering. "Trying to figure out what kind of creatures they might be bringing into Hogwarts for the First Task. But I have to find out where they might be keeping them first."
"Any luck with that?" Fleur questioned curiously, having found out about the Triwizard Tournament earlier than Harry, given that Beauxbatons had to travel and make arrangements for the Headmistress being away for the better part of the school year along with a portion of the Seventh Year class. Fleur had known the basics of the Triwizard Tournament, its history, and its traditional format, for almost two months now.
Harry grinned at Fleur, making the Veela smile back at him. "Not a bit."
Fleur's smile dropped into a flat and unimpressed look while Harry snickered at her.
"Such a prankster, Harry." Fleur was clearly not impressed. "I suppose I'll have to discover the truth of the First Task for the both of us." She looked at Harry with faked disappointment. "You clearly don't seem to be up to the task."
"Oh?" Harry cocked an eyebrow at Fleur. "That sounds like a challenge." The air seemed to shift as Harry and Fleur locked eyes. "Need I remind you which one of us has never beaten the other in a Duel?"
Fleur waved Harry's words off like a small annoying gnat. "Raw power and a little skill with spells seems to be all you have, Harry. Perhaps you should leave solving problems like this one to me?"
The air felt charged as High Sorcerer and Veela Witch continued their stare down.
"Someone's confident." Harry smirked at Fleur. "Winner gets a reward from the loser?"
"If you're prepared to do whatever I want, Harry." Fleur grinned at him confidently. "I've been thinking and practicing with my interpretation of magic for a while now. After so much work, I did want to see just how far I've come, and you'll make the perfect target."
Harry grinned at Fleur's words. "Now I'm interested in just what you've discovered for yourself, Fleur."
The two were quiet for a moment, both not breaking eye contact with each other. There was no way to tell when they'd begin this impromptu Duel of theirs as neither made a single sound.
A cold breeze crossed the grounds, kicking up a brief cloud of powder snow. The instant the small cloud fell back to the snowy ground, both Fleur and Harry moved.
Fireballs, the flames purple mixed with the normal yellow-orange, rocketed towards Harry from Fleur's hands. The Veela fire closed in, only for all the snow in the area to swirl together under Harry's control and swallow up the magical flames in a huge wave. Without a wasted second, the snow shifted into jagged icicles that launched themselves at Fleur like spears.
Fleur merely looked at the incoming icy death.
"How interesting…" Harry couldn't help the grin on his face or the sparkle in his eyes as his large number of spear-like icicles slowed to a crawl in mid-air, eventually stopping all together. Fleur merely drew her wand and vanished them with a simple point. "Did you figure out a few spells wandlessly and never tell me, Fleur?"
"Did I?" Fleur answered Harry's question with a question even as she moved her wand in simple, but quick, motions. From the tip of her wand a torrent of brightly colored spells raced towards Harry. Some went straight for him, others went flying in wide arcs to both side and even above, while others took spiraling paths or made zig-zags through the air.
Harry's Barrier appeared as a sphere around him as the bright spells rained down upon the area. Magical sparks appeared across the surface of the Barrier a split-second before the rest of the spells slammed into it from all sides and Harry couldn't help but grin wildly. "Clever girl…" These bright and flashy spells were mostly to mask the invisible ones that she'd sent just ahead of them.
Fleur was on the move while Harry was blinded by her barrage of bright spells. She made a few quick conjurations, focusing on a specific emotion as she did so, further playing into how she'd come to interpret Magic. 'Let's see how you like this, mon chéri.'
"What's this?" Harry looked around as the last of Fleur's barrage faded and saw dozens and dozens of Fleurs, all of them aiming their wands at him from every direction. "A guessing game?" He really enjoyed roughhousing with Magic like this, probably because he was a teenaged boy entering adulthood and the desire to fight was just instinct, or maybe it was because seeing all the various ways that Magic could be used in a fight kept his interest. Whatever it was, Harry was having a ball!
A spell came from behind Harry and to his left the instant he dropped his Barrier to use a spell of his own against the dozens of copies of Fleur.
"Gave yourself away!" Harry pivoted and unleashed his own magic his De-Spell, but this time focused into a spiraling wind that shot forward like a spear. Fleur's spell scattered to nothing the instant it touched Harry's spell and the bolt of Magic-removing wind slammed into her a half-second later.
Only for Fleur to vanish, revealing that it was a copy.
Harry blinked as the wands of all of the Fleurs lit up and launched a spell at him from various ranges, a few even launched Veela fire at him in blurring fireballs that closed the distance in a blink.
Blasts and explosions tore up the ground and scattered snow and dirt through the air. Before the dust and snow cloud could even clear, multiple holes appeared throughout the obstructing debris without a sound. Half of the Fleurs vanished instantly, parts of their bodies missing as if the space that had previously been occupied had ceased to exist for a fraction of a second. The remaining Fleurs all cast more spells or launched more Veela fire at Harry's location.
The flames suddenly veered off course before seemingly condensing into a single point. The snow cloud in the air shrunk down into a small sphere and turned to water. Torn up earth rose into the air and then compressed into a solid mass. Metal shot across the grounds from the castle and twisted together before seemingly melding into a single ball. Even sticks from the Forbidden Forest shot forward as fast as broomsticks to Harry's location before be crushed into a wooden sphere.
"Not bad, not bad!" Harry laughed as he became visible again. "You had me fooled, Fleur!" The five spheres around him glowed before being surrounded by Kooni, each the size of a volleyball. A red one from the flames, a green one from the earth, a blue one from the water, a grey one from the metal, and a light brown one from the wood. "What emotion is this, I wonder?" The five Kooni surrounded Harry in a pentagonal formation as he spread his arms wide.
Fleur's answer was for the remaining Fleurs to once more bombard Harry with spells and fireballs.
The five Kooni moved rapidly as Harry's eyes glowed slightly and darted around, looking at each spell for a fraction of a second, as he gave his five shikigami their instructions through his intent alone. The fire sprite blurred as it easily stopped every fireball with its body. Every spell that conjured anything was blocked by the metal sprite, some of the conjurations even being absorbed. The wood sprite stopped every spell that was just an effect easily. Steam and snow were easily consumed by the water sprite. The earth sprite blocked the debris thrown into the air from any spell that went wide and missed.
Fleur, hidden among her remaining conjured copies, narrowed her eyes as she tried to figure out just what Harry was doing. When the barrage stopped, Fleur could only widen her eyes at seeing the small little sprites now larger than they had been, each almost as tall as Harry and looking much more humanoid with proportionate arms and legs to their new height and large horns on their heads.
"You like it?" Harry asked the multiple Fleurs with a wide smile on his face. "It's called the Five Phases Shikigami Formation!"
Fleur had her copies prepare to cast again, knowing this was their final shot before their finite magic was used up. But she didn't get the chance as the five Kooni, if they could even be called that anymore, all launched a blast of magic throughout the area, destroying all of her conjured copies in an instant.
"There you are!" Harry locked onto Fleur, the only one that had moved and dodged the simultaneous attack of his shikigami. A red Stupefy bolt was rocketing towards Fleur like a comet across the sky a second later.
It splashed harmlessly against Fleur's Protego as she held her wand before her. "This won't be over so easy, Harry!" Her expression changed and a proud smile crossed her face while her magic visibly rippled the air around her for a moment.
Harry couldn't believe his eyes at what he saw with his Mage Sight spell. 'She just got stronger!' It was as if she'd cast those Veela empowerment spells on herself again, but she hadn't said a word nor used her wand. Harry saw the brief flash of anger on Fleur's face before his metal shikigami was between him and Fleur.
Clang
The sound of metal being struck rang loudly through the air.
Harry widened his eyes at seeing his metal Kooni nearly split in two at the torso from blocking whatever spell Fleur had thrown at him. "What was…?" He didn't get to finish his question as Fleur's angry expression became harsher, now looking absolutely enraged.
CLANG
The sound was even louder this time and the metal sprite shattered before dispersing, leaving only the ball of metal that was its medium behind to hit the ground.
"Emotion of anger, got it." Harry easily pieced together how Fleur was using her magic in relation to her own interpretation. "You just keep impressing me, Fleur!" The metal ball on the ground shot back into the air before glowing for a fraction of a second. The metal Kooni reformed, like it had never been destroyed at all.
"Oo…" The human-sized shikigami let out the sound that was now familiar to Harry.
"Merde…" Fleur's tone and expression shifted from anger to frustration. "You're really making me work for this, Harry."
Harry let out a quick laugh before he blurred forward along with his five shikigami. "Of course! It wouldn't be as fun otherwise!" All six of them spread out and came at Fleur from different directions.
Fleur flicked her wand twice, the same frustration on her face. The wood Kooni and the water Kooni both slowed down noticeably, as if they were suddenly trying to run against the current of a river. The fire Kooni launched a torrent of flames at Fleur, scorching the grass that had been revealed after the snow had been blasted away in their previous exchanges. Fleur's expression became excited and the flames swirled around her before forming a large sphere held above her raised left hand.
"For me? You shouldn't have!" Fleur giggled excitedly before launching the huge fireball at the metal Kooni. The shikigami was knocked back and slowly fell apart under the intense heat of the flames.
Harry focused on the earth Kooni and synchronized his next spell with his shikigami's. The earth Kooni slammed its hands onto the ground and huge walls of soil erupted from the ground surrounding Fleur. Harry wasted no time as he cast his De-Spell straight at the enclosed Fleur to strip her Magic away from her.
Fleur's expression and the way her magic looked to Harry's Mage Sight changed again. Now she looked confused as the De-Spell barreled towards her. The wind suddenly veered off and struck the earthen wall off to the right side for seemingly no reason.
"You're kidding…" Harry marveled at what he'd just witnessed. Fleur's Magic had changed the course of his De-Spell, even as the magic was stripped away, it diverted his magic-removing spell so that it wouldn't hit Fleur. "It's like my spell got…confused…" A huge smile spread across Harry's face and his eyes were practically sparkling as he understood more of what Fleur was doing with her Magic. "Imparting emotion to change the effect…so long as the magic is touched, the effect passes over, at least partially."
"Hah." Fleur let out a breath, her expression completely clam.
Harry moved backwards quickly even as his remaining shikigami all stopped moving and even began to gradually shrink as their magic slowly came apart. "Calmness?" He asked Fleur as he made it outside the range of her newest 'spell'.
Fleur was the one on the move now, but Harry quickly kept up with her. The two looked like they were running, but their strides were taking them to ridiculous lengths with each step.
"Catch!" Fleur's excitement had shifted the 'look' of her Magic to Harry's Mage Sight and he had to adjust the Float and Levitation spells that he was using in tandem to keep up with Fleur's newfound speed. A trio of spells lanced out from Fleur's wand and Harry practically skated along the ground to avoid them. When Harry launched a trio of Rejection at her, Fleur moved around the first one, and the second, but when she shifted to 'calm' and tried to stop the third her eyes widened just as she was forced to throw herself to the side.
Three pieces of the ground were cratered by the Principle of Rejection. Not a speck of dirt or dust rose up, the ground simply compressed into smooth, semi-circular indentations. Whatever was hit by the Principle of Rejection moved in the opposite direction…in the case of the ground, it went straight down, leaving the craters behind.
"Gotcha!" Harry said as he was almost on top of Fleur, his hand moving to cast another spell.
Fleur erupted into Veela fire, the intense purple-tinted flames scorching everything around her and forcing Harry back before he blocked with a Barrier.
"Not yet, Harry!" Fleur was amused as her natural flames swirled around her, her interpretation of magic empowering her use of the fire.
Harry only grinned in his own amusement too.
The Veela fire was pulled aside by the fire Kooni, the shikigami consuming it and slowly growing bigger. The ground beneath Fleur's feet came apart and rushed up her legs before solidifying again, locking her in place. Wooden tendrils grew from the ground to tie Fleur up a fraction of a second after her legs were trapped. Then she was surrounded in a large sphere of water that completely submerged her, snuffing out the last of her Veela fire.
"You only destroyed one of my shikigami, remember?" Harry smiled at the trapped Fleur.
Fleur shook her head, bubbles escaping her mouth once, before she nodded in Harry direction. Harry saw Fleur's Magic recede and took it as her accepting her defeat.
The water splashed onto the ground at the same time that the bindings of wood and earth receded. The four Kooni dispersed and the two physical mediums (earth and wood) floated over to Harry as he held out his hand. After stashing the two mediums away for potential use later, in the space-expanded pocket of his robe, Harry held his hand out to Fleur and helped her to her feet.
"It seems I'm still not a match for you just yet, mon chéri." Fleur let out a sigh, moving her soaking wet hair back out of her face. "My new use of Magic is also still a bit draining." She admitted, though she maintained her posture, not looking any less strong and beautiful than before they'd started their sudden duel…though it was certainly nothing like a traditional Duel.
Harry smiled warmly at Fleur and in just a second she was suddenly dry. "I'll have to help you recover then."
Fleur grinned at him before putting on a show of sighing. "And what does the winner want from me?"
"Hmm… That's a good question." Harry took on a thinking pose. "I probably shouldn't ask for anything crazy." He grinned at Fleur and she let out a cute huff. "Maybe I should ask to cuddle with you all night again?"
"Aren't you a bold young man, mon chéri?" Fleur said with a soft giggle. "I hope you don't have any impure intentions."
Harry placed his hand over his heart. "Why Fleur, how could you think such things about me?" Fleur looked at him with one delicate eyebrow raised. "I could help you recover much easier while I was enjoying my reward, you know?"
Fleur reached into her Beauxbatons robes and pulled out the gift that Harry had made for her, the tiny spark of Primal Fire contained in the crystal charm on the necklace still as simple and yet entrancing as the day it had been created. "This already helps with that, mon chéri. You'll need a better excuse to get into my bed."
"I can make more." Harry stated simply, conjuring another small spark of Primal Fire on the tip of his index finger.
Fleur's clear blue eyes locked onto the Primal Fire as she felt the pull from the little ember, and felt the slight warmth of the diffused Magic it began to let off in trace amounts. "What are you implying, Harry?"
"Nothing…" Harry grinned at Fleur as he let the Primal Fire disappear.
"Tease." Fleur said with a grin.
Harry chuckled at her. "Perhaps."
Fleur looked into Harry's eyes, their back and forth game was over now. "My room, tonight, mon chéri."
"Of course, Fleur." Harry said with a smile of his own.
-Beauxbatons Carriage ~ Night-
"So cold." A Beauxbatons male student said with a shiver as he and a few friends came back from exploring a bit more of Hogwarts. It was very interesting to have a chance to tour and explore the ancient castle, one of the oldest Wizarding Schools in the world that still stood to this day, at that.
The group of students hurried to open the carriage door and get inside. As the last of the students was about to step in, a gust of icy wind kicked up and made them flinch against the biting cold.
"Ack!" The student cried out.
"Close the door!"
"It's freezing!"
Various other students inside the carriage called out as the cold wind invaded the common area. The last student quickly hurried up the metal steps and closed the door behind them.
No one noticed the silent, invisible, and flying 'guest' that was now within their home away from home.
-Fleur's Room-
Knock Knock…Knock
Fleur perked up a bit and smiled at the pause that happened between the second and third knock on her door. She approached the door and opened it just enough and then closed it without a sound.
"Good evening, Fleur." Harry greeted Fleur as he faded into view.
"Good evening, mon chéri." Fleur smiled at Harry, enjoying how his eyes took in her body clad only in a half sheer nightgown. "I noticed you seemed excited during dinner."
Harry let out a short laugh. "Can you blame me?"
Fleur shook her head once. "Non, I'm flattered." She smiled at Harry and then took his hands in hers. "So…what did you mean when you said that you could help me recover my magic reserves?"
"Oh, that's easy." Harry conjured just a small spark of Primal Fire in each of his hands, the Flame of Creation lightly brushing against Fleur's palms and making the Veela inhale sharply.
"Mm…" Fleur exhaled slowly at the tingling pleasure of touching Primal Fire again. "I see…" She sighed at the warmth and the pleasure. With a sly little smirk on her lips, Fleur looked into Harry's eyes and spoke. "I think you'll need to touch more of me for this treatment to be effective~"
Harry inhaled sharply this time. "Maybe. It couldn't hurt…"
Fleur giggled as she guide him to her bed and reluctantly let go of his hands. She looked over her shoulder as she turned around and pulled up the hem of her nightgown, showing Harry her heart-shaped ass in rather small, lacey panties. Fleur laid on her bed face down before turning her head and giving Harry an inviting look. "Come on, Harry, start the treatment." She wiggled her amazing ass a little to tempt him. "You can touch wherever you need to~"
"R-Right…" Harry stuttered for a second but Fleur just gave him a sexy little smile. Both of Harry's palms were covered in a larger amount of Primal Fire before he softly touched Fleur's bare skin.
"Mmm~" Fleur let out a low moan from the feeling.
Harry took that as a good sign and began to trail his hands along Fleur's back, amazed at how soft her skin was and how warm it felt even with his hands wreathed in the Primal Fire. Fleur kept to her offer, not saying a word no matter where Harry's hands wandered on her body, only letting out light moans, mewls and coos of pleasure the whole time. Harry trailed his hands down her back and, after hesitating for a second, placed both hands on her butt before gently groping and massaging it. Fleur's moan was all the encouragement that Harry needed as he got to indulge in her amazing ass for the first time. Eventually his hands trailed down her thighs, making Fleur spread them a little, and Harry marveled at the strength that he could feel under her perfectly smooth and soft skin.
Fleur cooed as Harry's flame-covered hands trailed down her thighs and to her calves, feeling like a wonderful massage. "You'll spoil me, mon chéri~" She mewled softly as Harry's hands gently rubbed her feet.
"Is this good, Fleur?" Harry asked as he started to trail bac up her legs again, stopping to play with her thighs and then enjoy the feeling of her ass in his palms for a bit.
"Mhmm…" Fleur hummed in contentment as Harry played and explored her body. When his hand run up her sides, Fleur only grinned and pushed herself up a little with her arms so that Harry's hands could softly cup her tits over her nightgown. "Such a man." She teased as Harry was smiling like a goof at getting to touch her breasts even this much.
Harry kept playing with her clothed breasts, the Primal Fire seeping through the thin material and into Fleur's skin. "Oh…" He felt Fleur's hard nipples and ran his index fingers over them.
"MMMmmmm~" Fleur moaned and then trailed off as her body shook lightly.
It took Harry a second before he realized what had happened. 'Did Fleur just?' Harry recalled Fleur's reaction after being bathed in Primal Fire during their Duel in the Junior Dueling League. 'Oh. Oh…! I made her…' Harry didn't say it out loud, just continued to enjoy what Fleur was letting him experience, but he thought he felt a small bit of what Sirius described as 'masculine pride' at the thought that he could make Fleur feel so good.
It was well over an hour later when Fleur, looking a mixture of relaxed and worn out, asked Harry to let her rest. 'How many times was that? Four? Five?' Fleur felt like that was still too low, but she'd been in a hazy fog of pleasurable contentment for the last while and stopped counting. "I think I have the essence of fire within me again…" She said with a little smile on her lips as she looked at Harry. "I'll be a bit stronger after tonight, mon chéri~"
"Happy to help, Fleur." Harry smiled at her, his hands still tingling, and not from the prolonged use of Primal Fire.
"Join me." Fleur moved over a little and invited Harry to sleep next to her again. "I don't want to let you out of my arms tonight, Harry."
Harry wasn't dumb enough to deny Fleur, quickly removing everything except for his boxers, he slipped into the bed and snuggled up to Fleur, wrapping one arm over her waist while one of her arms went over his shoulder to pull him closer. Once again, harry found his head resting on Fleur's large, soft tits and the smile on his face wouldn't go away in the slightest.
"Goodnight, mon chéri." Fleur kissed Harry's lips softly.
"Goodnight, Fleur." Harry said after their lips separated.
The two had the blanket over them and were asleep just a short time later as the lights were put out by a mere flex of Harry's magic.
-Little Hangleton ~ Abandoned Riddle Manor-
"The boy entered himself into the Tournament?" Voldemort looked at the Daily Prophet front page article suspiciously. His red-eyes were nearly burning the paper as he read the entire article. "How very foolish of you, Harry Potter." Voldemort turned to look at the man kneeling at his side. "You overheard things while under your father's care, did you not, Barty?"
"Yes, My Lord." The kneeling Wizard informed the still weakened Dark Lord. "I know at least the basics of the three tasks of the Triwizard Tournament."
"Excellent, it is good to have a competent follower back at my side." Voldemort offered some praise to the bowed man.
"Your words honor me, My Lord." Barty remained bowed, not daring to insult his Lord by rising to his feet before order to.
"Rise, Barty, there is still much to be done." Voldemort gave off a dark, hissing chuckle. "Tell me about these tasks. Perhaps one can be used to get the boy away from Dumbledore's protection and deal with him."
"As you command, My Lord." Barty replied as he stood up. The man looked like a younger Bartemius Crouch; though his dark-brown hair was not yet flecked with grey. The ruckus at the World Cup had let him escape over a decade of Imperius control by his father. Now, Bartemius 'Barty' Crouch Jr. had finally returned to his Lord's side.