The burrow was filled with numerous congener and supporter of the weasley sept, all in bright nuptials attire. Everyone was happily socialising and why not ? The boy who lived had defeated the dark lord Voldemort and there was peace in the charming world.

Bill had decided to have another wedding since his 1st to Fleur had gone so badly with the last eater attacking and ruining the function. So here he was. If only he could retrieve his Brigid now. Night was falling and he was practically itching to convey his married woman to bed..but where in Merlin was she ?

He looked around to feel his beautiful redhead sister Ginny sitting nearby in one of the wedding tent talking with Hermione Granger and walked towards them. His sister had grown into quite the smasher, her body maturing to that of a mulct Edward Young cleaning lady with the pelvic arch, ass, legs and tits that made male psyche turn whenever she walked into a room.

She wore an expensive red silk apparel with matching diamond earrings and necklace to equalise. As he neared he could see the rise of the red silk near her tummy, her womb already nurturing the first off of the ceramist inheritor. maternity had suited her well ( Though she often told her female friends how Harry 's minor were too practically like their father to give her the usual symptoms of pregnancy. There had been no nausea, back pains or fatigue from the sister ) adding a shine to her font and her farseeing fire red haircloth. Her full diffused lip were fixed in a soft smile as she sat there proudly, moving her right deal to gently massage her swelling uterus, often to the enviousness of many of the distaff Edgar Albert Guest and single relatives.

Hermione was also fraught with his brother, Ron 's, tyke, 3 months along actually. He chuckled at the thought of how busy his blood brother must stimulate been to get her pregnant after only 3 calendar month of marriage. Not that he could blame him. Barring fleur and Ginny, Hermione had the handsome single-foot of tits he had ever seen and they had only began to intumesce more with the pregnancy, becoming even more firm. And the velvet blue dress she wore did nothing to hide how fit her body and ass were.

'' Hey Bill, how 's the wedding party going ? '' Ginny asked in a sweet voice to her brother as he greeted the two witches.

'' Great sis. By the way, you have n't happened to see Fleur anywhere, have you ? '' He asked as his baby and Hermione shook their heads in the negative.

'' Well no, but I 'm indisputable she 's around. By the way, Amelia finger cymbals wants to talk with you. Something about a lift and promotion in the ministry. Congratulations. '' She said as bill looked scandalize and excited.

'' Really ? Well, I must n't stay fresh her waiting. I 'm sure enough I 'll find fleur later. '' He said as he set off to find young woman Bones.

Ginny waited a few minutes to realize certainly cognize one was hearing before she turned to Hermione again.

'' So Ron does n't know Harry knocked you up ? '' She asked as Hermione rolled her eyes.

'' Of course not. And if I have my way I 'll earn for sure Ron never gets a chance to live of it nor put any of his spawn in me. I love Harry and I still ca n't think you pose me to him. Every miss from our long time at Hogwarts wanted him, even those who left before we did. Then I think about a competition on who gets him after harry could n't decide. low young lady to get knocked up gets him. I forgot about you, obviously. You weasley females are just too rich. Harry was fucking since he reached 18 as soon as the clock struck twelve and none of the fille were using protection, magic or otherwise. Then you come along and just fan out your legs once, ONCE ! And you 're pregnant. Its practically unfair. '' She growled, rubbing her swelling tummy in an crusade to comfort herself as Ginny smirked.

'' That 's life for you. At least we 've got the Mistress placement being readied by his lawyers. Soon, you wo n't have to live with my stupefied blood brother. You and the early young lady come make out live at the potter manor. '' Ginny said as she took a sip of red wine.

'' I know. Inferno, Cho Chang 's already started packing and the Patil twins were already prepared by the time we met last. Luna and Angelina are arriving tomorrow and Susan Bones, lilac Brown and Katie toll will be there this even. '' Hermione said as Ginny smiled. `` And there certainly not the last. Just the ones who will be known to the public. ``

Hermione seemed blur. `` There are Sir Thomas More ? '' She asked as Ginny shook her school principal in amusement at her friends confusion.

'' Of course. If the swelling of That Buxom bitch Rosmerta 's belly is anything to go by. She 's only 35, you know. I 'm sure Harry could n't resist those tits for long. And I 'm very sure Draco Malfoy will be having a tenacious line of dark haired siblings if Narcissa has anything to say about it. Harry fucked her and took her in as defrayment for all those things House Malfoy did to House ceramist during the war. She 'll be having mess around heir 's for the repose of her life history, not that she 's complaining. Harry just gives it to her too dear. '' She said as Hermione shook her head in disbelief.

'' Anyone else ? '' She said as Ginny laughed quietly at her champion. Hermione could n't consider the act of concubines harry now had.

'' Well…Professor vector is in on it as well, though she is n't significant. And Hannah archimandrite is pregnant with Harry 's kid too though its not openly known. Daphne and Astoria Green grass came over too….oh and then there 's Bellatrix… ''

Hermione 's ears must bear been deceiving her. `` Bellatrix….as in Bellatrix lestrange. '' She said as Ginny calmly nodded.

'' Same one. There 's apparently something satisfying about fucking and knocking up your enemy with your child over and over again. Besides, Bellatrix is a muscular witch and any youngster born from a union between her and Harry will inherit hers and Harry 's power. Besides, she 's been receiving treatment. She really was under a powerful imperious execration. She 's rather nice once you get to know her. And really hot once she takes care of herself. Quite seductive. And anyway, you 've seen Harry 's bank account and estates. He 's going to pass on his nipper so much riches and still cause much to spare. If he feels like loving and knocking up every witch in EU, let him. '' She stated as she withdrew a bank argument from her purse from Gringotts.

HARRY JAMES POTTER

MONETARY VALUE/ASSETS : 700,000,000,000 Au GALLEONS, 200,000,000,000,000 SILVER SICKLES, 1,000,000,000,000 BRONZE KNUTS…..

Ginny smiled. `` Apparently, Harry 's antecedent were crashing plentiful. And I 'm just looking at the money side of meat. I do n't even know how many businesses and attribute he owns. '' She said as Hermione sighed happily.

'' Well, even though she 's no amber shovel with those Daniel Chester French looks and Veela allurement, I can think where fleur is right now and where her sister will be soon enough. '' She said as Ginny nodded and laughed softly.

'' Making trusted the Delacour line stays rich. Harry 's probably putting a potter bun in her veela oven right now. And I 'm sure it wo n't be the endure. She 'll probably motivate in as soon as you and the girl 's status as Harry 's official magical schoolma'am is confirmed. It 'll be a good days work. I know Harry loves us all but I look at the note value as well. Fleur 's in line for the French Magical and Veela throne. All our kids are n't going to see a day of want with all that wealth are force. And Harry is just getting started, he is only twenty after all…. ``

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IN THE NEARBY WOODS…..

'' nookie ! ! This veela pussy is tight. Bet you like my hard hammer in your snatch, do n't you fleur ? '' Harry groaned as he pummeled Fleur 's wet pussy from behind as the French people hag was on all quaternion, her white wedding ceremony attire discarded and leaving her naked.

'' Oh oui Arry. S'il vous plaît Baise-moi plus fort ! Prenez mon Veela chatte comme votre propre ! Revendication moi ! '' ( `` Oh yes arry. Please nookie me harder ! Take my veela pussy as your own ! title me ! '' ) Fleur cried out in pleasure, the shtup she was being given making her revert to oral presentation In her Gallic language that harry found so sexy with her speech pattern. He had learned it just to understand the language that would get onto out of his newest mistress 's gorgeous mouth.

It had only taken a few Scripture at the wedding response to get the Slutty French veela witch on her knees under a tabular array in a secret tent and sucking his tool. Harry had savoured every moment of the sexy blonde sucking on his hammer, taking his distance into her warm, wet mouth before nursing his swollen, jizz packed testis. Drowning each aching cum Lucille Ball in her hot spit, sucking and nursing on them gently and relishing the predilection of the jizz that was so clearly being produced and stored by the gallon. Her flaccid, red painted back talk that had been minutes ago kissing her husband were now leaving thick red osculation stains on Harry 's wet testis and thick red circles on his length as she sucked him deep into her throat under the table, her constitution being ruined as he used her oral cavity and throat for his pleasure.

It had taken one look under the table for harry to see those quartz gentle heart staring up at him, pleading silently for his jizz to do it for him. Seeing the beautiful Daniel Chester French witch with her golden-silver tresses done up in an intricate hairstyle, her mascara running down her look and her soft back talk around his cock…he could n't take aim it.

'' I 'm gon na cum. demand it fleur. Take that load like a effective slut. '' He groaned silently, trying not to attract attention.

Fleur had moaned in delight silently as her belly filled with Harry 's thick, protein rich cum. She massaged his balls, feeling the two jizz jars pulsing as they sent hot cum to his cockhead, which then fed the cum hungry veela straight into her breadbasket. She would n't need any cake afterwards, that was for sure. He let his rooster repose from her pharynx and into her mouthpiece where he filled it to the brim, pasting her taste buds, pearl white dentition and gums with his thick seeded player.

Once he had stopped Cummings, he slipped his cock from her mouth and watched as she opened her oral fissure for him to see his hot seed filling it completely. She had played with her blockheaded treat, gargling his hot jizz before swallowing his protein shake and Cumming right there at the gustatory sensation. Such was the effect of seeded player to a veela.

She had used her magic trick to refresh up in seconds, no shadow of his seed on her breathing time and kisser left and her makeup reappearing in moments. She had mingled with her guests and relatives, shooting grinning at the knowing smirks of Ginny weasley and Hermione farmer at her questioned disappearance for a poor meter by her father, brushing it off as wedding matters.

She had then taken harry to another secluded collapsible shelter and proceeded to osculate him senseless, whispering erotic descriptions to him and rubbing her torso all over him, wondering why she had married bill when this man was right-hand in movement of her. She should receive had him knock her up at the Triwizard tourney and been legalised as Mrs potter by right of shaver.

He had stopped their kissing for a few minutes to present her his Gringotts banking company argument, a full phase of the moon summary this time. She had read it in second gear and it had taken only once glance at his money, properties and his inheritance of various potent witching telephone circuit to urinate up her determination. No future nestling of hers would be living in anything but wealthiness and would inherit no less that wealthiness, political and wizardly big businessman. Any offspring Born from her and harry would have magical power and talent in spades, the succeeding pigeon hawk 's and Morganas of the age. She had all but snarled at the rubber Harry had been about to put on when she led him to the woodland and had thrown the grave ( in her own eyes ) token away.

And thus, there they were.

Fleur, now on her back with her legs spread, her hair free of the confines of her intricate bun and flowing all around her face in silver gold light, her wet puss being pummeled by Harry 's seven inch thick cock, his orb about prepare to shove off and send his cum into Fleur 's fertile uterus and breed the French people witch with his up-to-the-minute heirs as her legs encircled his back, pushing him further into her kitty and bottoming his cock fully into her bitch and pushing his cockhead at the entrance to her cervix.

'' Ahhhh mother fucker ! I 'm going to cum in your kitty-cat fleur. I 'm going to pink your arrogant veela pussy up with my heirs. You should have seen how hard you made me when you walked down the aisle. Your soon going to be growing with my heir in your womb and no half bit weasley is going to tell me otherwise. Your MINE now ! '' Harry roared as he slammed harder into her slit, making fleur scream in pleasure.

'' OUI ! OUI ! Fuck Me Arry ! Cum dans ma chatte fertile ! germ mon ventre avec votre sperme ! Laissez-moi vous rends fortes héritiers du nom de Potter ! S'il vous plaît cum et couvrir mes oeufs dans votre semence virile et bang ! MOI ! UP ! `` ( `` YES ! YES ! Fuck Me Arry ! Cum in my fertile kitty ! seed my belly with your sperm ! Let me give you strong heir named Potter ! Please cum and compensate my eggs in your male person semen and Knock ! ME ! UP ! '' ) Fleur screamed as harry roared in triumph and buried his cock deep in Fleur 's clutching pussy, pushing past her cervix uteri and pasting her womb directly with his fertile seed. Her unprotected womb would surely be impregnated on the spot.

He pulled out of her now source filled cunt and watched as boastfully clumps of his midst, steaming hot and rich onus gushed out of her satisfied pussy, the thrower house sealskin appearing magically above her pussy and searing into her cutis in a tattoo form, sending her into another orgasm. He looked to see her hallucinating from the hard fucking she had received and with a few spells redid her habiliment and makeup. He left her branch spread with some rope and removed her veil, jerking off and cumming on her pretty face and blonde hair and flavor satisfied at his study. He took some charming photo of the vista before leaving his raw mistress in her cum filled state. He hoped she would come to, clean up and go plurality and leave for ceramicist manor before her soon to be ex husband found her.

Otherwise he might just have a heart attack .