Fleur Delacour

(not doing Fleur's accent, sorry)

Fleur, the beautiful Veela girl, had come back to Hogwarts undercover to deliver a message to Professor McGonagall. Harry, of course, knew about this, but Umbridge and her squads somehow hadn't learned of it. Fleur was incredibly hot, and Harry thought she would be the perfect girl to expand his harem. He knew she respected him greatly after he had saved her sister's life, so he knew he could definitely get her to talk to him in private.

Having found her on the Marauder's map, Harry left Hermione in the Room and headed out to where Fleur was. Having miraculously not run into a member of the Inquisitorial squad along the way, he found Fleur alone in an empty classroom. That simplified what he had to do. "Fleur" - he murmured quietly. She jumped slightly and turned around. Her eyes lit up. "Harry!" - she whispered happily, quiet but extremely pleased to see him. "What brings you here?" "I wanted to talk to you" - Harry said, hiding his wand up his sleeve. "I just have this thing on my arm, and I was wandering if you knew what it was" - he said, hoping this would work. It did.

"What? Where?" - said Fleur, sounding rather concerned. Harry lifted his arm towards her to face the French witch and whispered "Imperiolioum Maxima". Before Fleur's questioning look could form on her face, she stiffened as the spell hit her.

"Fleur, you are my obedient, willing sex ****, and I am your Master, and you are my obedient ****. You love me, love being my ****, obeying me makes you incredibly horny. Being part of my harem full of sluts such as yourself fills you with immense pride; you are a bisexual slut, but only for your Master and fellow slaves. You will show this only when you're alone with your Master and/or any other members of the harem. In public, with people who haven't been blessed with knowledge about your Master's harem, you will simply obey every command I give without a verbal response, acting as natural as possible, as if you're simply agreeing with what I'm "suggesting". Is all that understood?" - Harry said. "Yes Master, it's understood" - Fleur responded, in a dazed, monotone voice. "Your entrancement trigger word will be "Cour", understood?" "Yes Master" - droned the French girl. "Okay Fleur, awake." - Harry said.

Her eyes snapped open and filled with a slutty, lustful glow. "Hello my Master! How may your obedient little French slut service you?" - she purred. "Follow me, Fleur" - said Harry, setting off back toward the Room of Requirement.