บท 6: The Coven 0006
"Greetings, my students." A tall olive-skinned woman stood behind the podium, addressing the hundreds of students that populated the Great Hall, "Welcome to Beauxbatons." She said and with a wave of her wand, it looked as if the ceiling opened itself to the night sky. Just as the younger students were admiring the magical sight, a cacophony of sounds was heard before a large number of animals appeared in the vision of the students as if they were flying from the moon toward them.
Within seconds, the animals were upon the ceiling, just as they reached an appropriate height for everyone to be able to view each animal clearly, they separated in all directions, hiding the night sky itself by their sheer numbers.
"Honestly…" Fleur leaned against Harry's shoulder, "I can never get used to this sight. To think they are all Madam Maxime's personally cared for creatures…"
"Yeah…" Harry admired the show before whispering in Fleur's ear, "Just like I can never get used to seeing you naked. You always leave me mesmerized."
"You…" Fleur gained a light blush on her cheek and elbowed Harry, "Don't try to score brownie points with me." She huffed, "I'm still annoyed with you."
"Ow…" He groaned lightly, "My ribs." He massaged the spot where Fleur hit him, "I think I heard something crack."
"Drama queen…" Fleur rolled her eyes, "I barely grazed you."
"I'll show you what barely grazing is tonight…" Harry said with gritted teeth.
"I'll look forward to my nightly spanking…" She whispered back in a sensual tone, "Daddy~" Her whisper made Harry feel goosebumps rising all along his spine as he had to close his eyes and take a breath to shrug off the allure contained in Fleur's tone.
"One of these days…" He said, "You won't even realize it until you're helplessly lying on my bed, tied up as I spank you like a disobedient child…"
"As daddy wishes…" Fleur whispered back, "I have a desperate…aching void that can only be filled by your big, thick—" Harry put his hand on Fleur's mouth to stop her from speaking further.
"You need therapy…" Harry mumbled.
"All I need is for you to fill me up, 'Arry~" She whispered sultrily after freeing her mouth from his hand.
Just as he was about to respond, Madame Maxime clinked her glass with a spoon, bringing the students' attention back to herself. Harry shook his head and sighed before turning toward Madame Maxime, as did Fleur.
Her speech started by addressing the first years who were here for the first time. Harry and Fleur quickly lost interest in the same speech that they had heard annually for almost an entire decade by now.
"So where were we?" Fleur cutely put a finger on her lips and acted like she was deep in thought, "Ah, yes. You were about to fill me up~" Her words made Harry choke on his drink.
"I give up…" Harry played dirty and dispelled the enhanced concealing charms that were surrounding them and preventing Fleur's allure from affecting anyone other than him. That was how they were able to talk so freely in the middle of the hall without Fleur distracting everyone around them.
"I hate you…" Fleur looked at him with an aggrieved frown as she was forced to restrain her allure. Even then, a few guys couldn't help but look at her frown with a mesmerized expression. Even without her allure, she was the most beautiful woman that most people would ever see in their lives, being extremely beautiful even by Veela's standards.
"You're already forming a fan group with the sixth years too now…" Harry smiled as he noticed the mesmerized gazes directed toward Fleur.
"Ugh… Don't remind me." Fleur groaned with an annoyed look as she thought of the literal army of students that were smitten with her. Beauxbatons' most popular extracurricular club wasn't Quidditch or something else, it was Fleur's army of simps, "Even after explicitly blocking their owls, I still received a letter over the break asking for a chance with me…"
"This is news to me…" Harry's eyes took a slightly cold turn. But his smile was just as gentle, "Who was it?" He asked while acting as casually as he could.
Fleur couldn't suppress her scoff, "I can smell your possessiveness and jealousy."
"Well, then tell me who it is before I target innocents," Harry nonchalantly threatened a large chunk of the student body, "I'll start with the new first years." He whispered in her ear with a dark tone, "You know… to nip the pursuers in the bud…"
Instead of being horrified by his words, she gushed, "Do it…" She seemed excited, "At least then they might stop annoying me."
Harry laughed before hugging her shoulder, "I'll get the name out of you later tonight…" Harry's tone had many implications that left Fleur feeling anticipatory in her stomach.
"And finally," Madame Maxime's speech seemed to be at its climax, "This is for the seniors, specifically the ninth and tenth-year students. Out of your combined batch, only a small number of students will be going to Hogwarts for the exchange program to participate in the Tri-Wizard Tournament. As for the NEWTs that the tenth-year students are supposed to give at the end of the year, they will still be happening, but instead of here, you will attempt them with the Hogwarts student body." She explained, much to the chagrin of the seniors, who were expecting to be exempted. Harry and Fleur were no exception to that dissatisfaction. However, it didn't take them long before they stopped caring.
As the cacophony of dissatisfied noise echoed through the great hall, Madame Maxime clinked her glass once again, bringing the students back to silence, "After this feast, those who have received the acceptance letters for the program are to stay behind. So, I announce the commencement of this year. Without further ado, let us begin the feast!" She said loudly before waving her wand.
The hall burst into cheers as all sorts of food items appeared on the tables and the students quickly dug in.
"We'll need to talk to her about Celine," Fleur commented as she pulled a plate in front of herself and started piling food on it, "Here." She pushed it to the center before Harry could grab a plate for himself. He shrugged and stabbed his fork into an appetizer from her plate.
"Later," He said, "We'll talk about it with the headmistress after everyone leaves." He said while stuffing himself with food.
…
It was already late by the time the feast finished which meant that it was curfew time for everyone except for the students who would be a part of the delegation that would go to Hogwarts.
The students were all sitting on seats that had been brought closer to the podium with Madame Maxime facing them as she took the roll call for the students that were going, "Harry Potter." She called as her gaze settled on Harry.
"Here." He said reluctantly while thinking, 'If you've already seen me, why are you waiting for my response…'
"Fleur Delacour." The same thing happened before Fleur answered.
"And lastly," Madame Maxime turned to look at Gabrielle, "Our lovely mascot, Gabrielle Delacour." She had a fond smile as she spoke the girl's name.
"Here!" Unlike Harry and Fleur's unenthused replies, Gabrielle was full of energy.
"Is anyone left?" Madame Maxime asked.
Only one hand raised as the half-giantess raised a brow, "Celine? You're an eighth year if I remember correctly. You didn't receive the invitation letter in the first place." She asked.
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