Capítulo 14: Here to Have Fun
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Three days had passed since the event at the Three Broomsticks. Lily tossed and turned in her bed, unable to erase the sinful image from her mind. She had been tipsy but conscious. She could have stopped herself but didn't. She blamed the Firewhiskey for encouraging her to taste Harry.
"Ah!"
Like the last three days, she screamed into her pillow in despair. She had just managed to mend her broken relationship with her son and she had to weird him out with her perversion. She contemplated looking for James for advice but figured he would laugh it off and tell her to apologize. That simple twit always made light of people's feelings.
Lily bit her lips as she hugged her pillow and stared at the ceiling apprehensively. She had been avoiding Harry for three days, so she didn't know how he would react. Even if her spy (Charlus) said Harry seemed normal, she was sure it wouldn't be the case when she was around. She cursed out loud at how messy her life had become.
Sighing, Lily buried her face in her pillow. Her accursed mind replayed her snogging session with Harry, causing her to straddle her pillow tighter. Her groin became hot as morals and lust clashed with each other. In the end, she stood up and threw her pillow to the ground as if doing it would erase her indecent thoughts.
"Darn it! I have to blow off some steam. Maybe, I can entertain myself with some Dementors in the Forbidden Forest."
Thinking about the excitement playing with Dementors would bring, Lily walked out of her quarter. It was already past curfew, so no one was in the hallway. As such, she didn't bother dressing herself more properly, maintaining her oversized T-shirt and tight shorts.
"What are you doing dressing like that?"
Therefore, when someone called her in the hallway, her life was drained out of her body. Turning around like a deer caught in the headlights, she met the amused gaze of her son. Lily relaxed, relieved it was Harry and not any other students. But she quickly panicked again given what happened three days earlier.
"I won't dictate to you how you should dress, but I prefer you not showing your body around like that," Harry intoned as he took off his robe and draped it over Lily's body. "Good night, then."
Harry's intoxicating smell that stuck on his robe and his farewell awakened Lily from her stupor. She extended her hand and stopped Harry by his arm.
"Wait! I…was just bored. Wanted to blow off some steam. Bullying the Dementors seems to be a good idea," she exclaimed.
"A rather dangerous hobby, I should say," Harry remarked in amusement.
"Uh…Harry," she began in hesitance. "About what happened in the Three Broomsticks…"
"I enjoyed it, but I would forget it if that's what you want," Harry assured with a smile.
"N- No!" She exclaimed, causing Harry's eyes to widen slightly. Realizing how desperate she must have looked, she clarified, "I mean… well, are you not weirded out by what I did?"
"What is there to be weirded out about?"
Harry was a good son, Lily decided there and then. She could tell he was trying to comfort his perverted mother who got aroused whenever she thought about him. She was so proud of him that she didn't feel she deserved him. Tears escaped her eyes and she found her legs turning jelly. Her son quickly came to her rescue.
As Lily used Harry's body as a support. She took a deep whiff of his smell. She enjoyed the warmth his body provided, possessively wrapping her arms around him. Harry was hers. It was a stupid claim, but a maiden may dream, though she believed she was way past that stage.
"Harry, knowing her perversion, would you still accept your mother?" Lily asked softly with a hint of apprehension.
"You are my Lily," Harry answered silkily.
What a lucky mother she was, Lily concluded.
Well, who would refuse a feisty redheaded bombshell?
Different from what she thought; Harry didn't care about their mother-son status at all. The original Harry might feel uncomfortable at the idea of being intimate with his mother, but he had died. The current Harry didn't feel any filial bond with Lily. Even though being intimate with his mother would freak him out in his past life, he wouldn't have minded if his mother was as luscious as Lily. Morals be damned.
"Tomorrow is the First Task, right?" Lily said once Harry took her back to her quarter. Harry nodded. "I know the task. I will tell you the way to—"
Harry put his finger on Lily's lips. "I know how to kill a dragon. You don't have to worry about me, Lily. Just wish me good luck and all is good."
Feeling bold, Lily pulled Harry's head as he removed his finger. Their lips mashed against each other and their tongues soon battled for supremacy. Harry put his arms around Lily's waist, prompting her to snake her legs around his torso. He pulled her closer, pressing their bodies together as if they wanted to merge.
Lily was left damp at the end of their session. Harry could see the wet patch on her shorts but wisely didn't mention it. Lily bit her lips, wanting to do more but not wanting to cross the line. Harry looked like he would comply with her carnal desire, but she didn't want to ruin her perfect son. As such, with great reluctance, Lily parted from Harry and bade him good night.
Harry left Lily with a smile. Lily was too busy staring at Harry's back to question what he did so late in the night. The Prefect patrol had ended hours ago. She would never know Harry was going to forge his Heavenly Magic Circuit. It was something he had put off for a while as he had been preparing for an antidote for when things went wrong.
"All right, let's do it."
Deep in the Forbidden Forest, after warding the ritual area to keep off the Dementors, Harry injected the Basilisk venom into his bloodstream. His veins turned black and a pained whimper escaped him. His insides burned. It was the worst pain he had experienced. However, he was not worried. Kowalski was doing its job.
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The news which Rita Skeeter wrote told everyone how confident Harry of his winning and how light he viewed the Triwizard Tournament was. His remark—"I am just going to have fun with the tasks."—sparked ire instead of admiration. Many thought he was being arrogant because of his meagre skills. As such, they wanted to see him fail.
In the Champion's tent, Harry was meditating. He was recalling all of the knowledge Kowalski had given him. Unlike the combat skills, the Charms Mastery gave him the knowledge to cast charms instead of the experience. Harry didn't inherit the muscle memory for them and the feeling. He had to try each one of them out to truly master them.
Meditation helped him get a better grasp of the knowledge. He could practise them in his mind to make them feel more familiar. He could think of countless spell chains thanks to the new knowledge and that made him eager. Added to that was his Heavenly Magic Circuit. He was so brimming with Magic that other Champions instinctively avoided him.
"Gather up, Champions!"
When Ludo Bagman entered the tent, Harry ended his meditation session. His glowing emerald eyes coincidentally met Ludo's, causing the jolly man to shiver. Ludo only regained his bearing when Harry walked up to him. Like others, however, Ludo took an instinctive step back when Harry was near them. They could feel the power radiating from him.
Ludo cleared his throat when Harry quirked an eyebrow. "Well, Champions. I will explain what the First Task entails." Gesturing at the small bag Percy Weasley was holding he explained, "In this bag are dragon models. Whichever you take, you have to snatch a golden egg from the real dragon of the said model. Simple enough, isn't it?"
Fleur was fidgeting nervously even though she was keeping her face stoic. She already knew they were going to face dragons, but knowing it and finally facing it were two different things. Viktor remained rigid. A scowl marred his face to hide his nervousness.
"As the adage dictates, Witches first," Ludo offered the bag to Fleur. Fleur put her hand inside and took out model number 2. "Ah, it's Common Welsh Green." Apprehension marred Fleur's face as the fact settled in. Viktor was next, taking model number 3. "Oh, it's Chinese Fireball. That means Mr Potter is taking…" Harry took out his model, marked number 1. "The Hungarian Horntail, most feisty of all."
Ludo wished the Champions good luck and then left the tent. Fleur looked at Harry worriedly and asked if he felt all right.
"'Tis all right, my dear Fleur. I am here to have fun," was his nonchalant answer.
When Harry was called, the two Champions watched him enter the stage with absolute grace. His eyes apathetically scanned his surroundings before landing on the feisty Hungarian Horntail. The maddened dragon instinctively drew back as if it had just met another predator. However, it had lost all reasons, so its feistiness returned just as quickly.
"Everyone, cheer for Harry James Potter!"
Ignoring Ludo's commentary and the cheering crowd, Harry pulled his wand out of its holster. He met Lily's worried gaze with a small reassuring grin. Lily smiled nervously and then nodded. The show began when Harry returned his gaze to the dragon. Silently, he bombarded it with Sectumsempra.
The curse did nothing to the dragon at first but powered with his abundant Magic power and strong intent, injuries quickly riddled the dragon. Maddened, the dragon flew and tried to break free. The shackle broke and the dragon quickly spat fire at Harry. He protected himself with Protego Maxima.
"Are we seeing the birth of a legend, ladies and gentlemen!? It seems Mr Potter was not lying he said he just wanted to have some fun!"
When the fire died down, Harry cast an overpowered Diffindo at the dragon, cutting one of its wing membranes. The dragon faltered and Harry quickly summoned lightning from the cloudy sky. A lightning bolt loudly struck the dragon's head. The dragon roared before falling limply. Harry had the mind to slow down its fall. It had done nothing wrong, after all.
Under everyone's stunned gaze, Harry walked past the smoking dragon and took the golden egg. He returned to the tent as if nothing happened.
"Harry Potter, ladies and gentlemen!"
Thunderous cheers spread across the arena.
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Frona_Gorgophone I saw a Kungfu Panda Fanfic on FF. The pairing was Tigress and OC. It was a Self-Insert. Guy remained a human. My flabber was gasted.
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