And now things are not as they should be! (the usual for Harry Potter)

(I didn’t bother to try to add Fleur’s accent)

The first moment Harry was choked upon seeing his ancient (and not really successful) adversary in the school. Officially Fleur was Bill fiancé, and sometimes resided in Burrow, but mostly lived somewhere else. The primary reason was the groom’s mother, who didn’t approve her son choice and it had already caused many unpleasant moments. It went so far that according to Ginny – who didn’t like Fleur much herself – the whole relationship was in peril, as Molly Weasley was someone used to get what she wanted…

Harry couldn’t say, that he liked the way where Weasley family was going. But it was not really his business, no matter how close he was to them.

Either way, it didn’t explain, why the French Veela was there, why she did ambush him or why she was looking at him in such… predatory way.

“So… ‘le petit garcon’ has grown up, I see” Delacour was the first to speak.

“Happy to see as well, Fleur” Harry decided to play it cool.

“Yes, yes, hello” she answered impatiently, still looking at him, as if he was a piece of a particularly tasty meat. “But it’s not for this, that I sneaked into this castle…”

“You… sneaked in?”

“Do you really think that after spending a year here I didn’t find some ways to move around without being noticed?”

“You know…” Harry quickly recalled all ‘interesting’ things that happened to him in the safest place in England. “Knowing how secured this place is… I’m not even surprised.”

“Very funny! But back to the topic, not so little boy, I felt you from a long distance away, you know…”

“Sorry?!”

“The pheromone of Sirius, you gained it somehow several days ago, I’d say… I felt it, even if I took me some time to realise, where this feeling is coming from,” the suggestive arched eyebrow look, that Veela gave him, made Harry truly uncomfortable. “I have to admit, you control yourself well, you haven’t release it yet, seeing that there is no orgy happening there. But sadly, it can’t remain that way, sooner rather than later it will get out of control and the madness of lust will consume everything around! So, even if you didn’t even realise what is happening… I’m sorry Harry, but it must be done!”

“What must be done?!” warily asked Harry, wondering if he should ready his wand or call his girls…

“I’ll have to bind you to me Harry, that way your power will never go berserk, once again I’m sorry”

Harry physically felt how she released her allure, it was similar to what happened during old good days of World Cup but on the smaller scale. Either Fleur was not a match to the whole team of Veela-mascots or Harry just grew used to it and his own new abilities helped as well. So, Harry just cocked his own eyebrow and released the pheromone. Let’s see who is the strongest…

“And there is the pheromone,” Fleur noticed it immediately. “As I expected at the slightest stress it breaks loose out of you! Any normal girl would lose her mind and threw herself at you. I have some resistance against it, and you have not experience using it. My allure is stronger!” she announced confidently.

Maybe she reinforced her aura – Harry didn’t feel it, as soon as he released his pheromone any effect of allure disappeared, as if crushed by the sheer power of his own ability. And Fleur understood that something has not gone as intended quit fast.

“No… what’s happening?!” she gasped, beginning to sweat, her beautiful eyes grew bigger. “Such power… how could you have such power, when you have never used it before?”

“Why did you decide, that I haven’t used it yet?” Harry decided to give her an answer.

“But… but the school! Everything is normal here, should the pheromone be released, there would be total madness around!” Fleur was panting, her hands were unfastening her robes. “When pheromone of Sirius is released there always crazy orgies, everyone around completely losing their minds! There will always be disasters and horrible, often bloody clean-ups afterwards! How could you keep it hidden?!”

“Ahh… A little self-restraint and first of all some common sense I’d say?” proposed Harry.

Honestly, he was kinda surprised hearing all these apocalyptic suppositions. Because the way he acted was just a common sense, while causing this crazy orgies Fleur was talking about was anything but. On the other hand, wizards were quit strangers to said sense or logic, in fact he was nearly ready to hear answer: ‘Common sense, what is that? Some spell?’

“Self-restrain? It was enough?!” choked Fleur, closing her eyes. “The calamity didn’t happen because of self-restrain!?! You truly are something Harry… And I did blunder into… a lot of troubles…” she discarded her robe and opened her eyes. They were radiating lust, but also warmth and affection. “Take me,” she pleaded from the floor, removing her underwear.

Fleur was stunningly beautiful, Harry was dying with lust and desire to do what she was asking… but he didn’t forget what she did say. And he didn’t speak about self-restrain for nothing.

“What did you say about binding me?” he asked keeping himself in place.

“I thought your power was unrefined, just obtained… In such case I would have resisted the pheromone, overpowered and dominated you and your power would have been returned against you!” Fleur’s left hand was furiously grabbing her breasts, while her right just teared apart her panties. “But I was wrong, your power is so strong, you had it much longer than I thought and have been using it for some time already. You are not just overpowering me, you are just crushing my allure and resistance. So, don’t worry, everything will be, as you are used to. Now please, Harry, I want you. I need you!"

It seems that what left from her self-control snapped and the ex-champion jumped to her feet and had just about bowled Harry over as she wrapped her legs around him and they both were slammed into the wall behind them. The black haired teen spun the blonde around and pressed her into the wall. Her hands were blindly pawing over his belt, trying to undo it. Harry spend a second to consider it, decide to trust Fleur’s words. He then proceeded to help to slip down his pants and penetrated her at the same time.

Fleur latched onto his mouth and her tongue invaded his mouth he fought back and continued thrusting upwards into her each time bumping her bare ass into the cold stone wall. Veela shivered at the sensation and moaned into his mouth. She felt so much pleasure in that instant that it became deliciously painful for the hypersensitive Veela, and it destroyed all girl's natural restraints. The Veela became a sexual freight train hurling forward at full speed with no brakes.

Harry, meanwhile, also experienced a backlash of pleasure reinforced by both his and her powers, which effectively shattered what left of control over his own rational thought. With feral growl, he began pounding away like a demon possessed. Striking hard, fast, masterful strokes and at alternating rhythms, Harry had his partner desperately trying to keep herself from **** under her own drool. Spasms rocked the Veela and she almost let go to fall to the floor, Harry made sure to grab her hips and steady her against the wall as her pussy milked him of his cum. Their combined juice spilled out of her and down the wall.

“Oh, that was wonderful…” moaned Fleur after regaining her composure a little. “Thank you, master… Even if I never took you for being such an effective dominator!” She looked up at him adoringly. “I truly did misread the situation. And here I’m now, your ****. So, in the end, it worked out very well, I’d say” she smiled brightly.

“You really thought I would began to fuck nonstop everyone around and turn the castle into some kind of crazy porno world?” Harry couldn’t help, but wonder.

“I’m very sorry, master,” bodacious beauty nuzzled her cheek against his chest like a big cat. “But all the stories I’ve ever heard about appearance of pheromone of Sirius – when one of my people wasn’t around to prevent things from escalating – were the same way. Crazy orgies, absolute madness which is spreading fast, and, once it reaches a certain threshold, the only thing left to do is to destroy everything and everyone affected…”

“Is it possible that the only ones discovered and destroyed that way were total morons thinking with their dick and not their heads? And the smart ones were left unseen?”

“I don’t know, master, maybe…” admitted Fleur into his chest, overcome by the love for her master. “But I’m so happy being yours! How my serve you, my master? Whatever you wish, I’ll do it!” she locked her eyes with his and added in much more serious tone. “Still, we should be careful, there are no many Veela living in England, master, but they might feel your power, as I did. And they might not act as rashly as me…”