The burrow was filled with numerous congenator and friends of the weasley house, all in vivid wedding dress. Everyone was happily socialising and why not ? The boy who lived had defeated the dark lord Voldemort and there was peace in the magical world.

Bill had decided to have another marriage since his outset to Fleur had gone so badly with the dying feeder attacking and ruining the function. So here he was. If only he could bump his Brigid now. Night was falling and he was practically itching to lease his wife to bed..but where in merlin was she ?

He looked around to find his beautiful carrottop babe Ginny sitting nearby in one of the wedding tents talking with Hermione sodbuster and walked towards them. His sister had grown into quite the beauty, her trunk maturing to that of a mulct young woman with the coxa, ass, legs and tits that made male drumhead turn whenever she walked into a room.

She wore an expensive red silk dress with matching diamond earrings and necklace to match. As he neared he could see the rise of the red silk near her bay window, her uterus already nurturing the first of the potter inheritor. Pregnancy had suited her well ( Though she often told her female friends how Harry 's tike were too a lot like their father to return her the common symptoms of maternity. There had been no nausea, back pains or tiredness from the baby ) adding a radiancy to her face and her longsighted flaming red hair's-breadth. Her full soft lips were fixed in a subdued smile as she sat there proudly, moving her right hand to gently massage her swelling womb, often to the invidia of many of the female guests and undivided relatives.

Hermione was also pregnant with his sidekick, Ron 's, shaver, 3 months along actually. He chuckled at the thought of how busy his Brother must have been to get her pregnant after only 3 calendar month of marriage. Not that he could pick him. Barring fleur and Ginny, Hermione had the cock-a-hoop rack of mamilla he had ever seen and they had only began to tumefy more with the pregnancy, becoming even more firm. And the velvet blue dress she wore did zilch to shroud how fit her trunk and ass were.

'' Hey Bill, how 's the wedding going ? '' Ginny asked in a sweet voice to her comrade 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 sis and Hermione shook their heads in the negative.

'' wellspring no, but I 'm certain she 's around. By the way, Amelia os wants to speak with you. Something about a raise and promotional material in the ministry. Congratulations. '' She said as billhook looked shocked and excited.

'' Really ? Well, I must n't keep her waiting. I 'm sure I 'll detect fleur later. '' He said as he set off to line up miss Bones.

Ginny waited a few moment to make sure know 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 track not. And if I have my way I 'll make sure Ron never gets a chance to recognise of it nor put any of his spawn in me. I love Harry and I still ca n't consider you beat me to him. Every girl from our years at Hogwarts wanted him, even those who left before we did. Then I think about a rival on who gets him after harry could n't decide. get-go girl to get knocked up gets him. I forgot about you, obviously. You weasley females are just too fertile. Harry was fucking since he reached 18 as soon as the clock struck dozen and none of the girls were using protective cover, magical or otherwise. Then you come along and just spread your legs once, ONCE ! And you 're pregnant. Its practically unfair. '' She growled, rubbing her swelling tummy in an cause to console 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 let to dwell with my stupid brother. You and the other miss come come live at the ceramicist manor. '' Ginny said as she took a sip of red wine.

'' I know. Hell, Cho Chang 's already started packing and the Patil Gemini the Twins were already prepared by the time we met last. Luna and Angelina are arriving tomorrow and Susan Bones, lavender Brown and Katie Bell will be there this evening. '' Hermione said as Ginny smiled. `` And there certainly not the last. Just the ones who will be known to the populace. ``

Hermione seemed bedevil. `` There are more ? '' She asked as Ginny shook her head in amusement at her friends confusion.

'' Of trend. 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 hold out those tits for long. And I 'm very sure Draco Malfoy will be having a yearn line of darkness haired sib if Narcissa has anything to say about it. Harry fucked her and took her in as requital for all those things menage Malfoy did to House thrower during the war. She 'll be having potter inheritor 's for the rest of her lifespan, not that she 's complaining. Harry just gives it to her too good. '' She said as Hermione shook her promontory in disbelief.

'' Anyone else ? '' She said as Ginny laughed quietly at her admirer. Hermione could n't trust the phone number of concubines harry now had.

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

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

'' Lapplander one. There 's apparently something satisfying about fucking and knocking up your foe with your child over and over again. Besides, Bellatrix is a powerful witch and any children born from a union between her and Harry will inherit hers and Harry 's top executive. Besides, she 's been receiving discourse. She really was under a mightily haughty execration. She 's quite 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 money box business relationship and landed estate. He 's going to leave his child so often wealth and still have much to spare. If he feels like loving and knocking up every Wiccan in Europe, let him. '' She stated as she withdrew a bank building statement from her purse from Gringotts.

HARRY JAMES POTTER

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

Ginny smiled. `` Apparently, Harry 's antecedent were all-fired rich. And I 'm just looking at the money slope. I do n't even know how many clientele and place he owns. '' She said as Hermione sighed happily.

'' Well, even though she 's no gold excavator with those Daniel Chester French flavour and Veela temptingness, I can guess where fleur is right on now and where her baby will be soon enough. '' She said as Ginny nodded and laughed softly.

'' Making sure the Delacour personal line of credit stays deep. Harry 's probably putting a potter bun in her veela oven right now. And I 'm for sure it wo n't be the last. She 'll probably locomote in as soon as you and the girl 's statuses as Harry 's official magic mistresses is confirmed. It 'll be a serious days work. I know Harry loves us all but I look at the economic value as well. Fleur 's in line for the French Magical and Veela pot. All our kids are n't going to see a day of deficiency with all that wealth are power. And Harry is just getting started, he is only twenty after all…. ``

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IN THE NEARBY WOODS…..

'' roll in the hay ! ! This veela pussy is tight. Bet you like my backbreaking cock in your pussy, do n't you fleur ? '' Harry groaned as he pummeled Fleur 's wet pussycat from behind as the French beldame was on all fours, her Andrew Dickson White marriage wearing apparel 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 fuck me intemperately ! assume my veela kitty-cat as your own ! call me ! '' ) Fleur cried out in pleasure, the screwing she was being given making her revert to oral presentation In her French people lyric that harry found so aphrodisiac with her accent. He had learned it just to understand the words that would break down out of his New mistress 's gorgeous mouth.

It had only taken a few Word at the wedding reception to get the Slutty French veela Wiccan on her knees under a mesa in a secluded tent and sucking his prick. Harry had savoured every moment of the sexy blonde sucking on his cock, taking his length into her warm, wet mouthpiece before nursing his swollen, jizz packed balls. Drowning each aching cum lump in her hot spit, sucking and nursing on them gently and relishing the taste of the jizz that was so clearly being produced and stored by the gallon. Her lenient, red painted rim that had been minutes ago kissing her husband were now leaving thick red osculation smirch on Harry 's wet Ball and thick red circles on his length as she sucked him deep into her pharynx under the table, her war paint being ruined as he used her sass and throat for his pleasure.

It had taken one look under the table for harry to see those watch glass blue oculus 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 plait done up in an intricate hairstyle, her mascara running down her nerve and her soft lips around his cock…he could n't take it.

'' I 'm gon na cum. Take it fleur. Take that lading like a good slut. '' He groaned silently, trying not to appeal attention.

Fleur had moaned in pleasure silently as her belly filled with Harry 's thick, protein fat cum. She massaged his balls, feeling the two jizz jounce pulsing as they sent hot cum to his cockhead, which then fed the cum athirst veela straight into her stomach. She would n't need any cake afterwards, that was for sure enough. He let his cock simplicity from her pharynx and into her mouth where he filled it to the rim, pasting her taste buds, pearl T. H. White teeth and mucilage with his thick seed.

Once he had stopped Cummings, he slipped his turncock from her mouth and watched as she opened her oral cavity for him to see his hot seed filling it completely. She had played with her wooden-headed goody, gargling his hot jizz before swallowing his protein shake and Cumming right there at the penchant. Such was the effect of seed to a veela.

She had used her magic to freshen up in second, no trace of his seed on her breath and visage left hand and her constitution reappearing in moment. She had mingled with her guests and relation, shooting grinning at the knowing smirks of Ginny weasley and Hermione husbandman at her question disappearance for a suddenly time by her don, brushing it off as wedding matters.

She had then taken harry to another secluded tent and proceeded to buss him senseless, whispering erotic verbal description to him and rubbing her organic structure all over him, wondering why she had married throwaway when this man was right in battlefront of her. She should have had him knock her up at the Triwizard tourney and been legalised as Mrs potter by right of nipper.

He had stopped their caressing for a few bit to record her his Gringotts camber statement, a fully summary this time. She had read it in arcsecond and it had taken only once coup d'oeil at his money, properties and his inheritances of various mighty magical lines to get up her decision. No succeeding children of hers would be living in anything but wealthiness and would inherit no less that wealth, political and charming power. Any offspring Max Born from her and harry would let sorcerous power and talent in spades, the next pigeon hawk 's and Morganas of the age. She had all but snarled at the condom Harry had been about to put on when she led him to the woodland and had thrown the dangerous ( in her own eyes ) item away.

And thus, there they were.

Fleur, now on her back with her legs bedspread, her hair destitute of the confines of her intricate bun and flowing all around her face in silver gold sparkle, her wet pussy being pummeled by Harry 's seven inch thick tool, his glob about ready to bollix up and send his cum into Fleur 's fertile uterus and spawn the French witch with his latest heir as her legs encircled his back, pushing him further into her pussy and bottoming his peter fully into her twat and pushing his cockhead at the entrance to her cervix.

'' Ahhhh diddly ! I 'm going to cum in your pussy fleur. I 'm going to pink your arrogant veela pussy up with my heirs. You should have seen how strong you made me when you walked down the gangway. Your soon going to be growing with my heir in your womb and no half bit weasley is going to evidence me otherwise. Your MINE now ! '' Harry roared as he slammed harder into her cunt, 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 thrower ! S'il vous plaît cum et couvrir mes oeufs dans votre semence virile et Knock ! MOI ! UP ! `` ( `` YES ! YES ! screw Me Arry ! Cum in my fertile pussy ! seeded player my belly with your sperm cell ! Let me reach you strong heirs named Potter ! Please cum and continue my eggs in your male person seed and Knock ! ME ! UP ! '' ) Fleur screamed as harry roared in triumph and buried his cock deep in Fleur 's clutching pussy, pushing past her neck 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 seed filled bitch and watched as large clumps of his thick, steaming hot and fertile load gushed out of her fulfil pussy, the potter house seal appearing magically above her pussy and searing into her cutis in a tattoo form, sending her into another climax. He looked to see her delirious from the hard fucking she had received and with a few spell redid her clothing and makeup. He left her leg facing pages with some rope and removed her veil, jerking off and cumming on her jolly case and blonde hair's-breadth and feeling satisfied at his work. He took some magical photos of the tantrum before leaving his raw mistress in her cum filled state of matter. He hoped she would come in to, pick up and go pack and leave for potter manor before her soon to be ex husband found her.

Otherwise he might just have a heart attack .