A cave.

They forged ahead, the cold air nipping at their bare flesh, their breaths leaving clouds of steam. Harry's eyes darted around, searching for any signs of shelter or firewood, while Fleur kept an eye out for any edible plants or creatures they could use for food. Despite the chilly environment, a peculiar warmth grew within him – not just from the potion, but from the excitement of the challenge and the thrill of being with Fleur in such a primal setting.

The sun dipped low, casting a soft blue glow over the tundra. Harry spotted a dark opening in the distance, a welcome respite from the relentless wind. "Look," he pointed, "a cave!"

Fleur's eyes lit up, and they quickened their pace. As they approached, Harry felt a strange pull in his stomach. It wasn't hunger; it was something else, something more primal. The Nymphador berries' influence grew stronger, and he found his thoughts straying to their shared warmth in the cold nights to come.

Inside the cave, they found a small pool of lukewarm water, steaming gently. "Looks like we've found a hot spring," Harry said, his eyes shimmering with excitement. "It's not the Gryffindor common room, but it'll do."

They stepped into the pool, the warmth enveloping them like a gentle embrace. The heat seeped into their bones, chasing away the cold and leaving their skin tingling. As they waded closer to each other, Harry couldn't help but notice the way the water beaded on Fleur's skin, accentuating her curves. Her breasts bobbed gently with each movement, and the water caressed her body like a lover's touch.

"This was a good find. We can wash and stay warm." Fleur moaned as the water heated her cold bare skin.

"Indeed," Harry agreed, his eyes lingering on her. The warmth of the spring had brought a rosy glow to her cheeks, and her nipples had hardened into tight peaks. The potent aphrodisiac in the air grew stronger, and Harry's own body responded to the sight of her. Despite their precarious situation, he felt a surge of desire that was difficult to ignore.

Fleur's gaze followed his, and she blushed slightly, a smile playing on her lips. "Perhaps we can find some berries to sustain us," she suggested, her voice a little husky. Harry nodded, his heart racing as he stepped out of the spring. His wand was the only thing standing between them and the elements, and it felt almost redundant as he watched her emerge from the water, her wet hair clinging to her body.

They gathered a few handfuls of the Nymphador berries, their skin glowing in the twilight. Harry's cock grew hard as he watched the berries roll over her palms, the sight of her naked body a tantalizing distraction. The potion they had been painted with was working, and it was all he could do to keep his eyes on their task. They sat by a makeshift fire, their bodies glistening with water droplets, and ate the berries tentatively. The taste was sweet and musky, filling their mouths with a warmth that spread through their bodies.

"I'll see if I can get some firewood." Harry said.

Fleur nodded, her eyes still on the berries. "But don't go far," she warned, her voice thick with unspoken desire. Harry nodded, understanding her concern. The berries' effect was growing stronger by the minute, and he felt a potent mix of excitement and trepidation. As he stepped out of the cave, the cold air slapped him in the face, but it couldn't extinguish the fire growing in his loins. He found some dry branches and a few chunks of wood that had been blown clear of snow by some unseen ****. He focused on the task at hand, trying to ignore the way his cock bobbed with each step he took.

When Harry returned, the fire was crackling, casting flickering shadows across the cave walls. Fleur's eyes were dark with hunger as she watched him, and he knew they wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight. He handed her the wood, and she placed it on the fire, their bare skin brushing together as she leaned in close. The heat from the flames did nothing to mask the growing heat between them.

They sat down by the fire, the warmth of the berries now a full-blown ache in their loins. Harry took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. "We should get some sleep," he suggested, his voice strained.

Fleur leaned back against the cave wall, her legs parted slightly. "Or we could... explore the effects of the berries," she said, a seductive smile playing on her lips.

A)Give into the berries effects

B) Hold off

C) Something else is in the cave

D) add