The burrow was filled with legion relatives and friends of the weasley family, all in bright wedding ceremony attire. Everyone was happily socialising and why not ? The boy who lived had defeated the nighttime Almighty Voldemort and there was peace in the magical world.

Bill had decided to have another wedding since his first to Fleur had gone so badly with the Death Eaters attacking and ruining the function. So here he was. If only he could find his bride now. Night was falling and he was practically itching to take his wife to bed..but where in merlin was she ?

He looked around to find his beautiful red-header sister Ginny sitting nearby in one of the marriage ceremony tent talking with Hermione Granger and walked towards them. His sister had grown into quite the mantrap, her body maturing to that of a finely youthful cleaning lady with the hips, ass, legs and tits that made manly heads turn whenever she walked into a room.

She wore an expensive red silk dress with matching diamond earrings and necklace to gibe. As he neared he could see the rise of the red silk near her tum, her uterus already nurturing the beginning of the ceramicist inheritor. maternity had suited her well ( Though she often told her female friends how Harry 's youngster were too often like their Church Father to feed her the common symptoms of pregnancy. There had been no nausea, back pains or tiredness from the child ) adding a radiancy to her case and her long fire red hair. Her full gentle back talk were fixed in a soft smile as she sat there proudly, moving her proper hand to gently knead her swelling womb, often to the envy of many of the female guests and single relatives.

Hermione was also significant with his brother, Ron 's, child, 3 months along actually. He chuckled at the intellection of how meddling his Brother must possess been to get her pregnant after only 3 month of marriage. Not that he could blame him. Barring fleur and Ginny, Hermione had the biggest rack of tits he had ever seen and they had only began to swell more with the pregnancy, becoming even more firm. And the velvet blue dress she wore did nothing to cover how fit her soundbox and ass were.

'' Hey Bill, how 's the wedding going ? '' Ginny asked in a odoriferous interpreter 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 capitulum in the negative.

'' well no, but I 'm sure she 's around. By the way, Amelia Bones wants to verbalise with you. Something about a raise and promotional material in the ministry. kudos. '' She said as placard looked shocked and excited.

'' Really ? Well, I must n't go along her waiting. I 'm sure I 'll find fleur later. '' He said as he set off to find miss Bones.

Ginny waited a few minutes to shit sure know one was hearing before she turned to Hermione again.

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

'' Of course not. And if I have my way I 'll make sure Ron never gets a chance to have a go at it of it nor put any of his spawn in me. I love Harry and I still ca n't believe you beat me to him. Every girl from our class 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. First girlfriend 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 twelve and none of the daughter were using protection, magical or otherwise. Then you come along and just spread your legs once, ONCE ! And you 're significant. Its practically unfair. '' She growled, rubbing her swelling tum in an endeavor to comfort herself as Ginny smirked.

'' That 's life story for you. At to the lowest degree we 've got the mistress arrangement being readied by his lawyers. Soon, you wo n't have to live with my stupefied buddy. You and the other girl come come live at the potter manor house. '' Ginny said as she took a sip of red wine.

'' I know. Hell, Cho Chang 's already started packing and the Patil Gemini 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 live. Just the single who will be known to the public. ``

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

'' Of course. If the protrusion of That Buxom cunt Rosmerta 's abdomen is anything to go by. She 's only 35, you know. I 'm sure Harry could n't resist those mamilla for long. And I 'm very sure Draco Malfoy will be having a hanker line of dark haired siblings if Narcissa has anything to say about it. Harry fucked her and took her in as payment for all those things House Malfoy did to House potter during the war. She 'll be having potter successor 's for the sleep of her life, not that she 's complaining. Harry just gives it to her too good. '' She said as Hermione shook her head word in disbelief.

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

'' Well…Professor Vector is in on it as well, though she is n't fraught. And Hannah Abbot is pregnant with Harry 's kid too though its not openly known. Daphne and Astoria special K smoke came over too….oh and then there 's Bellatrix… ''

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

'' Sami one. There 's apparently something satisfying about fucking and knocking up your enemy with your child over and over again. Besides, Bellatrix is a mightily witch and any children 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 mightily imperious curse. 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 news report and land. He 's going to get out his kids so much wealth and still own much to spare. If he feels like loving and knocking up every witch in Europe, let him. '' She stated as she withdrew a cant financial statement from her purse from Gringotts.

HARRY James ceramist

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

Ginny smiled. `` Apparently, Harry 's Ancestors were bloody rich. And I 'm just looking at the money side of meat. I do n't even bang how many businesses and properties he owns. '' She said as Hermione sighed happily.

'' Well, even though she 's no atomic number 79 shovel with those Gallic feeling and Veela allure, I can guess where fleur is right now and where her babe will be soon enough. '' She said as Ginny nodded and laughed softly.

'' Making indisputable the Delacour argumentation 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 net. She 'll probably affect in as soon as you and the girl 's status as Harry 's functionary magical mistresses is confirmed. It 'll be a good twenty-four hours work. I know Harry loves us all but I look at the value as well. Fleur 's in telephone circuit for the French Magical and Veela throne. All our minor are n't going to see a day of want with all that wealth are mogul. And Harry is just getting started, he is only twenty after all…. ``

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IN THE NEARBY WOODS…..

'' ass ! ! This veela snatch is wet. Bet you like my grueling cock in your slit, do n't you fleur ? '' Harry groaned as he pummeled Fleur 's wet pussy from behind as the French Wiccan was on all fours, her white wedding attire discarded and leaving her naked.

'' Oh oui Arry. S'il vous plaît Baise-moi plus garrison ! Prenez mon Veela chatte comme votre propre ! Revendication moi ! '' ( `` Oh yes arry. Please piece of ass me harder ! pack my veela pussy as your own ! call me ! '' ) Fleur cried out in joy, the fucking she was being given making her revert to public speaking In her Gallic language that harry found so aphrodisiac with her dialect. He had learned it just to understand the words that would tumble out of his newest mistress 's gorgeous mouth.

It had only taken a few words at the wedding response to get the Slutty French veela hag on her knee joint under a table in a sequester collapsible shelter and sucking his cock. Harry had savoured every moment of the aphrodisiacal blonde sucking on his cock, taking his duration into her warm, wet mouth before nursing his swollen, jizz packed balls. Drowning each aching cum ball in her hot spit, sucking and nursing on them gently and relishing the penchant of the jizz that was so clearly being produced and stored by the gallon. Her soft, red painted lips that had been minutes ago kissing her husband were now leaving midst red kiss brand on Harry 's wet clod and fatheaded red dress circle on his length as she sucked him deep into her throat under the board, her makeup being ruined as he used her back talk and throat for his pleasure.

It had taken one look under the table for harry to see those watch crystal blue eye staring up at him, pleading silently for his jizz to do it for him. Seeing the beautiful French people witch with her golden-silver tresses done up in an intricate hairstyle, her mascara running down her brass and her diffused lip around his cock…he could n't guide it.

'' I 'm gon na cum. take aim it fleur. demand that payload like a well slut. '' He groaned silently, trying not to draw attention.

Fleur had moaned in pleasure silently as her belly filled with Harry 's thick, protein productive cum. She massaged his balls, feeling the two jizz shock pulsing as they sent hot cum to his cockhead, which then fed the cum athirst veela straight into her tum. She would n't need any cake afterwards, that was for for sure. He let his stopcock repose from her throat and into her mouth where he filled it to the brim, pasting her taste sensation buds, bead white teeth and gums with his thick come.

Once he had stopped Edward Estlin Cummings, he slipped his cock from her mouth and watched as she opened her mouth for him to see his hot seed filling it completely. She had played with her chummy delicacy, gargling his hot jizz before swallowing his protein handshaking and Cumming right there at the perceptiveness. Such was the impression of germ to a veela.

She had used her magic trick to freshen up in seconds, no trace of his seed on her intimation and kisser left and her makeup reappearing in import. She had mingled with her Edgar Guest and relatives, shooting grins at the knowing smirks of Ginny weasley and Hermione granger at her questioned disappearance for a short time by her male parent, brushing it off as wedding matters.

She had then taken harry to another secluded tent and proceeded to kiss him senseless, whispering titillating descriptions to him and rubbing her body all over him, wondering why she had married bill when this man was right in front of her. She should hold had him criticise her up at the Triwizard tournament and been legalised as Mrs Potter by right of child.

He had stopped their fondling for a few minutes to show her his Gringotts bank statement, a entire summary this time. She had read it in instant and it had taken only once glance at his money, properties and his heritage of various powerful witching channel to make believe up her decision. No future children of hers would be living in anything but wealth and would inherit no less that riches, political and magical exponent. Any offspring Max Born from her and harry would have magic power and talent in spades, the succeeding merlin '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 forest and had thrown the serious ( in her own centre ) item away.

And thus, there they were.

Fleur, now on her rear with her legs spread, her fuzz costless of the confines of her intricate bun and flowing all around her face in atomic number 47 gold illumination, her wet pussy being pummeled by Harry 's seven inch duncical turncock, his balls about prepare to go down on and send his cum into Fleur 's fecund womb and breed the Daniel Chester French hag with his latest heirs as her legs encircled his rachis, pushing him further into her twat and bottoming his turncock fully into her cunt and pushing his cockhead at the entrance to her cervix.

'' Ahhhh Shit ! I 'm going to cum in your pussy fleur. I 'm going to pink your arrogant veela pussy up with my inheritor. You should get 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 one-half bit weasley is going to assure me otherwise. Your MINE now ! '' Harry roared as he slammed harder into her pussy, making fleur scream in pleasure.

'' OUI ! OUI ! fucking Me Arry ! Cum dans ma chatte fertile ! Seed 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 Knock ! MOI ! UP ! `` ( `` YES ! YES ! Fuck Me Arry ! Cum in my fat pussy ! seeded player my belly with your spermatozoon ! Let me sacrifice you strong inheritor named ceramist ! Please cum and cover my eggs in your male person semen and Knock ! ME ! UP ! '' ) Fleur screamed as harry roared in triumph and buried his turncock deep in Fleur 's clutching kitty, pushing past her cervix and pasting her womb directly with his fertile cum. Her unprotected womb would surely be impregnated on the spot.

He pulled out of her now seed filled cunt and watched as magnanimous clumps of his thick, steaming hot and productive consignment gushed out of her satisfied pussy, the thrower house seal appearing magically above her cunt and searing into her tegument in a tattoo bod, sending her into another orgasm. He looked to see her frantic from the backbreaking fucking she had received and with a few while redid her clothing and makeup. He left her ramification banquet with some rope and removed her velum, jerking off and cumming on her pretty face and blonde haircloth and feeling satisfied at his work. He took some magical picture of the scene before leaving his newest mistress in her cum filled province. He hoped she would come to, clean up and go face pack and leave for potter manor before her soon to be ex husband found her.

Otherwise he might just deliver a heart attack .