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Chapter #20: Fleur's training, part I.

A young dark-haired wizard was confused; he thought he was going to train with future Fleur, but the French witch brought him to…A beach?!

“Uh, Fleur, what are we doing here? I thought we were going to train?” Harry asked with a confused expression.

“Harry… We’re on a private beach that belongs to the Delacour family; you cannot enter unless you come with a family member,” she said in a sweet tone. “And yes, we came here to train… Turn around, Harry,” Fleur told him with the same sweet tone.

Harry was skeptical about the training, as this place didn’t look like the right one to train. This place looked like a paradise, a place to have fun, but to have fun, you need time, and that’s the last thing Harry possesses right now; however, in the end, he decided to turn around.

“Okay, Fleur, what—” Harry couldn’t finish because his eyes widened as soon as he saw the French witch’s attire.

She was wearing a red micro bikini, and she stood tall and proud in front of him with her wand ready; he couldn’t even say anything before he was disarmed.

“What the… That’s not fair!” He complained, and she giggled.

“Battles are never fair, Harry… I see that you ended up mesmerized by my choice of outfit, but… You need to focus. What if Bellatrix Lestrange decides to appear naked in front of you and takes that opportunity to kill you?” Fleur questioned with an arched brow.

It may sound ridiculous but she had a point, Bellatrix, even if she was insane, she was still a beautiful witch, that’s something he couldn’t deny, putting aside her rotten teeth of course, it could also be Malfoy’s mum, he could deny he has fantasized about that woman or any other of the beautiful witches that are part of the movement, if they appear naked they could take him by surprise and thus defeat him on an instant if he doesn’t focus.

“Shit…” He muttered to himself as he got back on his feet.

The realization hit him in the face; there were many ways in which he could be easily defeated. Fleur had now turned her back, which meant that now Harry had a nice view of her rear; however, he didn’t stare at her for too long, he wanted to remain focused, and also, he didn’t want to look like a creep.

“With this training, Harry, not you’re going to exercise your body, you’re also going to polish your magical skills… But the most important thing is that you’re also going to train your mind and how to keep yourself focused even in… Difficult circumstances,” she said as she hugged her chest.

That movement made her breasts jiggle, and Harry wanted to stare at them forever; however, this was part of her training. She was going to use her body to lure him, confuse him, and use many other dirty tricks that only beautiful witches can use. This training was going to be interesting for sure.

“Ok… I guess that’s fair,” Harry told her with a smirk.

Fleur was surprised by how interested he suddenly became; however, she was French for a reason, she wanted to add another thing to make things more fun for them, so this could not be a simple, boring training session.

“Ok, Fleur, I’m on it!” Harry declared, completely convinced, but the French witch raised a hand.

“Let’s make things more fun, shall we?” She proposed with a smirk.

Harry was a bit hesitant; however, he decided to amuse the French witch. This training was going to be invaluable, so that was the least he could do.

“Ok, Fleur… What’s your idea?” Asked the dark-haired wizard with an arched brow.

Fleur remained silent for a few moments, and then, she finally had the guts to speak.

“Every time we get disarmed… We must get rid of a piece of clothing,” she declared, and Harry’s eyes widened.

She was barely dressed, so in his mind, it wasn't going to take too long for her to be completely naked, something that was exciting yet worrying at the same time, because if she ended up naked, he was going to lose his mind.

“Fleur… I don’t think that’s a good idea, you only have two pieces of clothing…” Harry tried to make her forget about that idea.

“What? Are you afraid to end up completely naked?” She asked with a smirk.

Harry knew he shouldn’t fall for that bait; she was just trying to get to him, and yet, his competitive spirit was already taking over his logic and reason. He smirked at her. If that’s what she wanted, then he was going to make her eat her words.

“Very well, Fleur… But don’t come begging later after you’re easily defeated,” Harry said with a smirk. “After all, I won the Triwizard tournament…” Now that was a low blow.

He was the youngest of all of them, and he ended up winning, something that hurt Fleur’s pride; however, she didn’t snap or explode, she just smirked at him instead.

“Harry… You need to get rid of a piece of clothing… I disarmed you before, remember?” She teased him.

Harry was about to protest, she took him by surprise, so, he thought that the first disarming didn’t count, however, he knew she wasn't going to accept any of his excuses, the reality was that she caught him by surprise, so, it was a fair win, so, in the end he just sighed and got rid of his shirt and now his muscles were out in the open for the blonde witch to see them, Harry was surprised by how focused she was on his body, however, he didn’t lose time and soon, he launched a series of spells.

However, she easily dodged and protected herself against them. She was a very experienced witch, so it made sense for her to move like that. She tried to use her allure on him; however, even if she was more experienced, that thing still didn’t work on him.

But that didn’t stop her. Soon, they were exchanging spells like crazy. It was really difficult for Harry to keep up because the French witch was very strong, but he’s someone who doesn’t give up easily, so he counterattacked, and they kept going like that for a while until they needed to catch their breath.

“You’re good, Harry… I must admit that you’re making me sweat, and not in the way I like,” she admitted.

“I’m glad you realized the error in your ways… Flower,” he smirked at her.

It’s clear he enjoyed all this; however, the French witch still had some tricks saved under her sleeve, and Harry was waiting for her to do something. However, the last thing he expected was for her to get rid of her bra, thus making him see her huge tits in full glory.

“Fleur… What the—” Once again, Harry was hit with a disarming spell.

He couldn’t believe he fell for that. Of course, she would use the confusion and the fact that his eyes were glued to her tits to make a surprise attack; she couldn’t help but giggle.

“You know the rules, Harry,” she said as she got close to him.

Harry groaned but soon got rid of his shorts, and now he was wearing only his black boxers. Fleur decided to help him back to his feet; however, she also took this opportunity to kiss him. He knew he shouldn’t lose his focus, but he was still a man, so he ended up kissing her back.