Novel & Cerita Harry Potter/fleur Delacour Fanfiction

Her expression shifted immediately, and she stepped toward me and quickly pulled my face toward hers. “You are such a flirt.” She said firmly. “You're really a snake, aren't you? I thought you were only good at painting, turns out you're an expert at taking possession on other's things, too.” “I'm not taking possession of him,” I smirked. “And he's not yours either. We both don't have the right to own him, Fleur. You might be forgetting about it.”

Nigel replied coldly, his eyes fixed on her. Delcy grew even more frantic. Draco strode over, his gaze icy and merciless. “A rotten woman like you would make a fine meal for my pets.” Delcy shook with terror. “P-please, I’m sorry. I promise I’ll never bother Luna again. I—I—” She couldn’t finish her sentence before Draco grabbed her hair, yanking her head back. “Ah!” Delcy whimpered in pain. Draco’s eyes blazed as he stared her down. “Death is too good for a greedy, conniving woman like you.”

And it was so cute when little pink sunflowers bloomed on her chest, as if her power was trying to protect her modesty by hiding her body from me. It only made me want to see more. I wanted Delilah naked for me. I wanted to see her full body flush. I wanted to touch her, taste her. I wanted all of her. I’d told her about Lucius comparing her to sunflowers, remembering it from the day we kissed under the mistletoe. Everything about the dream felt so real. I could still feel the delicate petals and the coarse stems of each little pink sunflower I’d plucked to reveal her chest.

She whispered as her breath tickled his ear sending all blood rushing down to his member. With a clenched jaw and nose flaring he pulled his arm away and she was finally free. Fiona got off of him and he adjusted his erection before getting up to his mighty height and glaring daggers at the back of her head. She picked up Finlay in her arms who was smiling without an ounce of fear in his eyes. "Let's go," She cooed as her long silky tresses got Draco's attention. She has lush beautiful hair. "I wanna shower," Finlay chirped and she pinched his nose adorningly.

, Kaira blushed as he moved the flowers close enough for her to hold. It was a sight that would traumatize me. With a fake smile, I excused myself. “Bro, I need to pick up something real quick “. I tapped his shoulder and gave him a ‘don’t screw this up’. Kaira’s POV. As soon as Harry walked out, the room became externally quiet. I was blushing heavily and my heart couldn’t keep still. It kept beating fast. I held the bouquet close to my chest and would sniff it at intervals. “Have you had breakfast?”, his cold voice that had a giggy effect on me.

Adele's POV "I don't know why you keep insisting I'm your wife," I said, forcing each word past the tightness in my chest. "Does she look like me? Maybe I resemble her—wolves say many humans share the same bones, the same eyes, a similar scent event—but that doesn't make me her. I'm Fleur Swann. You need to accept that." I held his gaze, refusing to be the first to look away.

And when it stopped, ii buried a hiss knowing fully well the gods of Fate were behind this dumb decision. On one end of the bottle, Adrian. And on the other… Flora! Literally the only friend I'd made so far. Someone whistled. Someone else laughed. Harry said something about closet rules. I barely processed any of it. Adrian’s expression didn’t change much, but something darker settled behind his eyes as he looked from the bottle to Flora. Flora, being Flora, only smiled. “Well,” she said lightly, already rising, “guess that’s us—”

The corner of his lips tugged into a devilish smirk and even if he had asked for her soul at that moment, Aurora wasn't sure she would have the will to say no, "Because," He drawled softly, h is finger now disappearing into her shirt, "I'm looking at my favourite dessert right now."

I tell myself, inhaling before pointing my wand towards the dried flower. "Okle fes te ra nos le toi!" I chant. The flower springs up colorfully, sprouting fruits. My lips part in shock. "Unbelievable..." Mr. Toloefretus utters, looking at me in utmost astonishment. "Yours even has fruits." "She did it! Hermione did it!" Glinda hollers loudly, standing up. "Hermione is an amazing witch." "Maybe she's was just pretending after all." "I wish, I can be friends with her..." Chatterings fill the air as Mr Toloefretus leaves the classroom. For the first time, I felt really proud of myself.

Mario's Point of view Fleur's body limps soft as I choke her. I ceased squeezing her tiny neck when I felt her body stop to struggle. I glide the back of my index finger on the beaded sweats on her forehead before letting her lay flat. She's truly captivating. I'm hooked to my core. I will kill anyone who takes her away. I will even go up against my father; however, I'm very confident that it wouldn't reach that level for my plan will pull through, and I can marry Fleur freely with no reservation.