The beautiful female Champion of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic was the fantasy of many a male at Hogwarts, and the envy of most witches. Neither was helped by her arrogant and almost flamboyant attitude, looking down her nose at any who dare approach her, while also scorning and mocking any suitors.
Harry too would admit that he also fantasized a bit about Fleur. She was practically every man’s wet dream, possessing the perfect feminine form with assets a bit oversized that would make most drool. Her blonde hair was long and bright, enhanced only by her Veela ancestry, with a small nose and bright blue eyes that sat on an aristocratic face.
Then came her Veela allure, making her supermodel-like beauty seem almost divine. Wizards couldn’t help but loose their composure just by being in her vicinity, and it demonstrated how powerful a witch Fleur was just by the power of her allure alone. Most Veela had to consciously focus their allure to make a man outright drool or ramble nonsensically, yet she had to actively work just to diminish its influence. And even then, with her Veela allure at its lowest, she still got the reaction she did.
Harry should be honored that she chose him, that he happened to be the lucky chap who got to bask in her beauty. He should be walking on eggshells, careful not to mess up their relationship in order to set themselves up for a happy future. But the image playing out now in the Beauxbatons carriage painted a much different picture.
Stomach bloated with cum and eyes glazed over in lust. He had carelessly fucked every last bit of sense out of Fleur Delacour, defiling and ruining her to the utmost degree. No longer was her skin clear and hair shiny, instead body soaked in sweat, red marks, and fluids.
In the end, the Veela got what she wanted and deserved. A cocktease of the highest level, Fleur had been the masturbation fantasy of almost every boy at Hogwarts, and certainly did not hold back when it came to her own seduction attempts on him. It got to the point she was literally throwing herself at him, and Harry knew if he wanted it, she could’ve been his months ago at the Yule Ball.
But good things come to those who wait. She was now utterly devoted and addicted to his cock, not that he didn’t mind. Her immaculate body with those perfect assets were his, and even stained in his fluids to cement how he owned her. Cum covered those big tits, and even beyond to stain her hair and face, along with how it dripped onto the other surfaces of her porcelain body.
Hours of relentless fucking led to this moment. Fleur, exhausted, and panting desperately for breath, her limbs having given out, all while his hot throbbing shaft was embedded deep in her core.
The old Harry couldn’t have pulled this off. But the Tarnished Harry Potter? Lord of Destined Death? He could fuck for hours. For days. And the experienced Veela was now learning of his might for the first time.
“Oui, so much… You’ve given me so much!” She blabbered beneath him, pumped full of his seed and held up brutally by his unrelenting grip. “Merci, ‘Arry, for all zis. I’m yours, mon amour…”
He let her fall to the bed in a heap, before pulling out of her with a loud squelch, his seed dripping out and onto the bed below. Fleur whined and held her fingers to her gaping snatch, desperately trying to step the flow. He wondered if this was the result of her Veela instincts flaring up, wanting to stay filled with cum.
There was also the question of if he was the first man to outlast a Veela like this. He could only thank good genes and the sheer amount of runes he had accumulated for his sexual stamina, something Melina had complimented him on several times before.
He left the tired Veela behind, dressing and leaving her room back into that sitting room with the fireplace. But it was only after he closed Fleur’s bedroom door and turned that he realized he wasn’t alone.
Apolline sat outside in the same chair from before, unmoved, cheeks flushed and pupils wide. She looked akin to a wild animal in that moment, either about to pounce on him or flee. It was then he realized she must have heard everything, sitting outside the door to Fleur’s bedroom and listening to them for hours on end.
Yet she hadn’t left, hadn’t fled or intruded when she heard her daughter begging for more or screaming in pleasure. Instead she had sat in that chair and listened to it all, doing so with a blush on her face.
All he did was send her a slight grin, finding the situation somewhat amusing. Apolline’s mouth opened, yet no words escaped, the woman seemingly speechless. Looks like men who outlast Veela are rare, huh?
He didn’t stay, leaving and navigating through the carriage on his own and earning odd looks from the Beauxbatons students who passed him by. Harry exited it and headed back into the castle, navigating the lengthy walk down several sets of halls and up a flight of stairs before he got to the second floor girl’s bathroom.
From there it was a whisper of parseltongue to get down to the Chamber of Secrets, through the rocky tunnels beneath the school and past the snake effigies, and finally through the Site of Grace.
He appeared back in the Haligtree, at the Grace Site that was conveniently attached to his residence there. It was an apartment of sorts, featuring a large private balcony that overlooked Elphael and the ocean beyond, his large bed sitting against one wall.
But he was not alone, as Millicent was already there. Harry went to speak and greet her, but she moved before he could do so. Before he knew what was happening, Millicent had knelt on one knee before him, her sword held up in both hands as if offering it to him.
Her head was bowed in supplication. “Harry… Lord Potter, please accept me into your personal service as your sworn protector.”
Huh? Where did this come from? His mind went somewhat blank as he stared down at the kneeling redhead.
That was when it struck him, that the girl he knew had changed since arriving at the Haligtree. Getting here was her goal after all, and it made sense she would change after arriving and seeing what it was like.
Millicent had looked up to Malenia after all. And after seeing her kingdom? Her knights? It was easy to imagine she would take it all in, and want to mimic some aspects of it in her own life.
And so Harry respected her decision, that someone he called a friend and had grown to love had chosen service to him as her path in life.
It was almost hard to believe how far Millicent had come since he first met her in that church, wasting away in Caelid. Yet even after all this time she still needed guidance, and even if he would accept her as his guardian, he didn’t want the girl to diminish how important she was to him.
“I accept you into my service.” He said after a long moment, making her tense. “But only if you answer something I ask.”
“Wha-” Millicent wetted her lips. “What would you ask of me, my Lord?”
He moved then, not quickly, instead slowly pacing around her as he came up behind Millicent. “If I accept you as my bodyguard, will you stay the same?”
Millicent didn’t seem to expect that question. “I-”
“Will you still laugh? Still be the funny and teasing redhead I’ve known for so long?” He guided her to stand up. “Will you still love me?”
She gasped. “O-Of course! B-But you cannot accept me in such a way!”
“Why not?” Those golden irises snapped to meet his own. “I could easily take you as my consort, Millicent, if that is what you would desire?”
“But… It would not be right.” She squirmed. “I am not fit to be with you in such a way, and then there is Malenia… Surely you see things from my-”
She stopped, as he had moved in and kissed her. Millicent went still in his arms for a few moments, as he didn’t let her pull away, before finally giving in.
“Malenia is fine with me taking consorts of my own, we already agreed to it.” He said quietly. “I admit that I plan to accept her offer of taking me as her consort, but would happily decide otherwise if you desire it-”
“No!” She hastily interrupted, before realizing it. “I mean, uh-”
“Why don’t you tell me what is really bothering you?” He hugged her, pulling her against his form.
“I…” Her cheeks reddened in a cute blush. “I want to serve you!”
“Serve me?”
“I want purpose! To have someone who requires my skills with a blade.” Her tone could almost be described as pleading. “I may not be intelligent in the ways of sorcery, or wisdom and guidance, but I have my blade to give! So please, accept me as your sworn protector.”
Things were quiet for a few moments before Harry spoke. “I see.”
Millicent gasped as she found herself on the nearby bed suddenly, looking up only to see him taking off his clothes.
“Harry? What are you-”
“I’ll gladly take you as my sworn protector, Millicent.” He said. “But if I am to do that, I need you to accept that you will forever be important to me. You won’t be some sword I cast aside, but instead a maiden I love, and I will prove that fact right now.”
He twirled his wand, divesting her of her clothes with a vanishing charm, before doing the same to his own. Millicent gasped as she found herself naked, and then her expression became more shocked at the sight of his surging manhood.
But Harry didn’t waste time. He didn’t fool around with her, instead wanting to prove his love for her in the quickest way possible.
He squatted down and bent her in half, angling her pussy upwards in a show of flexibility that her trained body could easily pull off. From there he wasted no time as he pressed inside, her core wet and tight around his intruding head.
“Oh!” Millicent’s body arched, perky breasts pushed outwards towards him, vision swimming. “B-Big!”
“I want you to feel this.” Something in his voice made her shiver. “Feel me inside you, that I’m claiming you. This is my love for you.”
Even after fucking Fleur earlier, his cock ached. Swollen and steaming hot, it was like he was shoving a molten iron rod into her. Millicent’s first time was with an absolute bitch breaker of a cock, spreading her lips wide around his obscene girth as he fed her inch after painful inch.
It literally felt like he was claiming her, reshaping her insides to fit only him. But to Millicent, it was perfect, for Harry to fully claim her as his.
“Yessss~ Keep going…” Her glazed eyes looked up at him lovingly.
Harry was already thrusting, her core constraining and bulging to accommodate his girth. She was hot and tight, as befitting someone who could put Olympic athletes to shame with her athleticism. It was different, unique, and empowered his pleasure and lust in a way that made him loose control.
PLAP PLAP PLAP
She feels amazing. He didn’t think sex with Millicent would feel this good. Not the large assets or traditional beauty he was used to, such as with Daphne. But instead it was the feelings that came with claiming her, to hear her moans and see the bright blush on her face.
“Oh, Harry…” She moaned wonderfully, doing so in a way that made his heart beat harder. “So good, I-I can feel you inside me!”
“You feel so good Millicent!” His voice was deep, making her quiver as her core tightened around his cock, an orgasm ripping through her.
“Fuck.” His balls stirred, thighs burning as he drove himself into her hard with rough thrusts.
When he came, he did so with a loud groan, finally slamming down with a squelch as his balls emptied. Yet Millicent’s reaction was more intense, golden irises rolling up as her back arched. She shook and sputtered under the strength of her release, her pussy seemingly rolling from one orgasm to the next with his cock still inside.
Look at her. He had never seen a female orgasm as strong as hers, her pussy combusting in on itself, spraying feminine juices around his embedded shaft over and over. Her face was slack, nearly unconscious from pleasure, limbs quivering uncontrollably. She was completely out of it.
“Wow, you really did a number on her.” He turned to see Melina standing there, watching them while naked. Harry moved as she kissed him while he pulled out of Millicent, before moving onto the bed in front of him.
His Maiden got on her hand and knees, not too far from the nearly unconscious redhead, looking over her shoulder at him imploringly. Melina liked to be on the bottom, that was something he had learned early on, as she wanted only to please her Tarnished as any good Fingermaiden should.
Yet Harry suspected she was more kinky than that, submissive and wanting him to always be more forceful. And so he barely held back as he lined himself up behind her, embedding his cock into her snatch with only a few wild thrusts before pounding her from there.
PLAP PLAP PLAP
He drove into Melina hard, hands gripping her wide hips as her fat ass ballooned against his thighs. His maiden tried fruitlessly to stifle her moans, whimpers and gasps escaping her mouth which was covered by her dainty hands.
He heard a loud gasp then, and looked over to see Millicent staring at the two of them with wide eyes. Not only that, but the color of her face matched her hair, her core literally dripping as she played with herself.
She likes to watch, huh? His lips turned into a brutal smirk, as he leaned over Melina and put a hand on her shoulder for leverage. It gave him enough grip to absolutely ram her up and down his cock at a brutally quick pace. Each thrust was loud as the breath was driven from the brunette’s lungs, no longer able to cover her moans as she held on for dear life at the fucking he was giving her.
PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP
“HaaaRRRRYYY! AAAAHHHH!” Melina screamed and shook as he fucked her harder than ever, her juices spraying out of the gaps in between her cunt and his girth to coat his thighs and balls. The woman went from one orgasm to the next, yet his pace didn’t relent.
He only became more rough as his load came ever closer, balls beginning to swell. That was when he looked over to see Millicent’s near delirious expression.
He turned his head, seemingly as calm as ever. “You like watching, Millicent?”
Her face only reddened more, watching him pound his Maiden while seemingly calm as ever. She nodded shakily in response. “Y-Yes.”
“Oh! HARRY! OH PLEASE- BY THE ERDTREE!” Melina screamed.
He only paid attention to Millicent’s flaming blush, caused by how easily he got Melina to loose control. “This is what you will do from now on, Millicent. You will be my guard, my sword, and my lover. Melina’s situation is similar to yours, a Maiden who serves her Tarnished in every task. Now, watch.”
He slammed himself to the hilt brutally, blowing the air out of Melina’s lungs as his cock gave a mighty lurch. He could hear his seed coming, thick and in huge globs, filling her to the fucking brim.
SPLURT SPLURT SPLURT
“oooh~ Haaaarrry…” The brunette under him swayed as he filled her up, only his grip holding her up on all fours.
When he was done he pulled out of her before flipping her around, his dirty and mighty cock covered in seed and feminine juices coming to drop over her face. The sight was absurd, debouch, and filthy, yet what came next was even more so.
“Clean me off.”
His loyal Maiden obeyed, tongue licking the fluids off and getting him all nice and clean. That was when he looked up to see Millicent, her body fully flush from her neck to ears, lightly shaking as she watched the scene with wild eyes. Her fingers were coated all the way in her arousal, as more and more juices splashed out of her soaked pussy.
Yes. Harry Potter would enjoy having her as his personal sword, and especially making her watch him in the bedroom.
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As was normal in the mountaintops of the Lands Between, the snowfall seemed never ending. He could see why Malenia and Miquella had picked the Haligtree’s location for the natural protection it offered, but that now seemed to be a double edged sword due to their current situation.
Marching an army from the Haligtree out through the snowfield in order to reach the rest of the Lands Between was a tall order, but Malenia was determined enough to carry it out. In front of him, thousands… Tens of thousands of soldiers poured out from the town of Ordina, being the only entrance in and out of the Haligtree.
One of the mightiest armies to ever march through the Lands Between set out that day, each unit displaying the banner of the Haligtree proudly. The ground shook with each footfall, and trembled even harder when units of larger misbegotten or trolls came into view.
Harry watched the procession silently from atop Torrent’s back, perched atop a nearby visible hill that could overlook it all. He wasn’t alone, as hundreds of Cleanrot Knights stood guard all around him, red and gold Haligtree banners hoisted high above. Most of the soldiers passing by happened to look their way, most in curiosity, but also awe, and it certainly wasn’t just him who they were looking at in that moment.
Malenia was at his side, sitting atop her own steed while watching the march. These soldiers were sworn to her after all, and with the eldest daughter of Queen Marika having only recently awoken from her hibernation… Harry could tell just how important the moment happening right in front of him was.
The typically isolationist kingdom formed by Miquella and Malenia was now marching to war, a war that would see the Lands Between reunited and the Elden Ring reformed if everything went to plan.
And for that to happen, required him to agree to Malenia’s offer. He turned slightly to eye her, seeing her gold helm in place and her lips set in a neutral line. She held an intimidating form of beauty, the kind that required one to look beyond the surface to see it. And his opinion on the matter definitely didn’t have anything to do with her eight feet of height or nine foot long blade that could easily cut him to ribbons.
“I forgot to ask, how will we reach the rest of the continent from here?”
“There are a series of waygates far to the south, at the edge of the snowfields. Some of them link to the Shaded Castle, the seat of House Marais, an old ally of mine from the royal court.” At his questioning look, she elaborated. “It’s on the doorstep of Mount Gelmir, our first destination.”
“Volcano Manor.” He nodded, recognizing her strategy. It would make sense for them to raid Mount Gelmir while Rykard was away and busy besieging Leyndell with his massive army.
“Indeed.” She nodded. “Most of the army is headed there with us, but a separate, smaller army is headed further up the Mountaintops to begin subjugating it.”
He could guess what her plan was, being to annex Mount Gelmir along with the rest of the Mountaintops while her enemies were occupied. The Golden Order and Volcano Manor forces were busy slaughtering each other while they moved, and whoever emerged from that bloodbath would have to face them.
At least, this was what Harry and the rest of her commanders assumed was the plan. Malenia had remained oddly tight-lipped about the whole thing, and he wondered if she had something more daring in mind than he originally thought.
Disclaimer: All Characters are over the Age of 18