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It wasn’t often Fleur encountered something she couldn’t get. She was a Veela, after all, and most things she could just use her body to get. Now, though, there was one particular thing she couldn’t have — or rather, one particular person.
Hermione Granger.
Fleur had watched that beautiful bookworm for days, trying to figure out how to seduce her and have her, but the girl had shown no interest in her at all. Any attempt at talking to her was quickly stopped by either Krum, Potter, or even by Hermione walking away herself.
It was infuriating. But Fleur didn’t become a Triwizard Tournament champion because she knew how to quit. She just needed to find a different angle of attack… and in this case, that was Hermione’s roommates, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil.
Fleur looked across the Great Hall to nod at them discreetly, sharing a sly smile. Like Fleur, they wanted Hermione, so they’d made a deal with Fleur. They’d get her into Hermione’s dorm, where Fleur would use the full brunt of her Veela allure (enhanced even further by a potion) and make sweet love to Hermione while they watched. It worked out for all of them.
The plan was put into place the next day. Parvati and Lavender brought Fleur up to their dorm under the pretense of trading make-up routines, where they then proceeded to wait for Hermione. It didn’t take long, and the second Hermione walked in Fleur shot off three quick spells.
“Expelliarmus, Incarcerous, Evanesco!” Fleur cast, the spells disarming Hermione, binding her up, then vanishing her clothes. The now naked Hermione stood there in shock, arms and legs tied.
“Fleur?” Hermione gaped, eyes wide. “W-what are you doing? Parvati, Lavender, help me!”
Fleur smiled, stepping closer to Hermione to stroke her cheek. “You are beautiful, ‘Ermione.” Her gaze raked over Hermione’s whole body, and the brunette blushed.
“Thanks? You too? But I-” Hermione’s words were cut off by Fleur intensifying her allure to its max. Fleur could see its effects on Hermione working, the girl's attraction to Fleur becoming a million times stronger.
“Fleur,” Hermione breathed out, her confusion from earlier replaced by urgent need. “Fleur, fuck me, please!”
A wide smirk settled on Fleur’s face. “Why of course, ‘Ermione. You don’t mind if Parvati and Lavender watch, do you?”
Hermione shook her head wildly. “No, I don’t! I just need you, Fleur!”
Fleur turned and winked at Parvati and Lavender, who were watching in awe and lust. She quickly vanished all of their clothes, before turning back to Hermione. She pressed against the smaller girl, her chest dwarfing Hermione’s tits. Fleur pressed a rough kiss to Hermione’s lips, hands grabbing Hermione’s ass.
It was then a second effect of Fleur’s potion came into play. Her pussy tingled for a second, before turning into a large cock. Hermione’s eyes dropped to it, and she began to salivate with desire. From behind Fleur, Parvati and Lavender let out gasps of horniness, fingering themselves as they watched.
Fleur quickly slid her cock into Hermione’s pussy, the Gryffindor pushing her hips back and forth in time with Fleur’s movement. “Harder, Fleur,” Hermione begged, “Use my pussy!”
Hermione’s words, mixed with not just her moans but also Parvati and Lavenders, increased Fleur’s desire. She pummeled Hermione’s cunt with her cock, both girls steadily approaching their climax.
After a few minutes, Hermione let out a loud scream and came, collapsing against Fleur the best she could with her bindings still on. Fleur came just a second later, hot cum splurting into Hermione’s pussy. Drops of it leaked out as Fleur pulled her cock out, undoing Hermione’s bonds so that the two girls could lie down.
Parvati and Lavender had also came, and those two joined them, pressing chaste kisses to Hermione’s lips as the girl was dizzy from the orgasm.
“We should do this again,” Lavender told Fleur, a coy smile on her face. “I know a couple more girls who’d be thrilled to join.”
Fleur gave Lavender a smirk back. “Do tell.”