Harry and Fleur set a quick pace as they strode towards the seventh floor, headed to the Room of Requirement. The Boy-Who-Lived found it exceptionally difficult to keep his eyes of the pleasant jiggles Fleur made as she moved, her perfect figure accentuated by the tight robes she wore.
Soon, those robes would be on the floor.
As his thoughts grew lewder, his pants began to tighten as he felt his erection swell. A brief debate was had, which his mind decidedly lost. As they rounded the corner, still a good distance from the room, Harry came to a stop. Fleur took a few steps forward before recognizing that he had stopped; she did a quick turn around and headed back towards him.
Harry grinned at the sight of the once-haughty Fleur standing before him obediently, waiting on his next command.
"Come in here, Fleur," Harry said, gesturing towards the classroom door he was standing next to, "We're going to have some fun."
Fleur walked in, awaiting further instructions.
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