1st September 1996.

  Within a carriage that was being pulled through the air by winged horses.

  There were tens of small train compartments within the carriage that were poputed by students.

  Within one of the compartments, two seniors were enjoying their time together.

  “Mhm~” The woman with ptinum blonde hair moaned into her partner’s mouth while sitting on his p as they both made out. His hands were roaming all along her body, groping her as he pleased. Every time he brushed past a receptive spot, she would react by adding aggression into the kiss as she pushed her tongue against his.

  As they enjoyed their time together, a click distracted the man, but the woman was too into the kiss to allow him to separate from her. She had her hands on his head, fingers tangled in his long messy hair, not allowing him to move away from her lips.

  “Ahem, please show some decency.” The newcomer in the carriage spoke French, “You are on the way to the most prestigious magical school in magical France. You must act the part.” Her words seemed to finally bring the woman back to reality as she separated her lips from her partner.

  “‘Arry…” She said with such a sweet voice that it would suck the soul out of anyone who heard it, whatever their inclination. As evident by the hazy look that developed in the eyes of the newcomer woman who was chiding the duo.

  As for the direct recipient of that soul-stirring voice, he smiled at the woman, “Stop messing with the poor girl…” He ran his fingers along her luscious blonde locks and rested his hand on her head, “She’s probably one of the new Delegues, she’s just doing her job.”

  The blonde pouted with dissatisfaction as the man gave her a light peck on the lips, “Happy?” He asked as the girl developed a beautiful smile on her face. One that no one but her man had the pleasure of gracing. Especially since normal people would already be unconscious before that due to the effects of her charm.

  “Fine…” Her smile took a sly turn as she turned to look at the dazed woman. Her hair flipped and hit the man’s face but he didn’t seem to mind.

  “What’s your name?” She asked.

  “Celine…” She answered in a slurred tone.

  The woman snapped her fingers as Celine’s eyes regained crity. She looked at the duo with fear in her eyes, but still spoke, “Y-you might be seniors, but the rules still have to be followed. P-please show some decency.” She stuttered.

  “I’m not familiar with you,” The man spoke, “Are you an eighth-year?” He asked.

  “Y-yes, senior.” She stuttered out, still a little shaken up by the previous events. Her gaze couldn’t help but be drawn to the mesmerizing blue eyes of the woman who was looking at her with an amused smile as if she were watching a show.

  “I’m Harry.” The man introduced himself, “A ninth-year.” He then pointed to the woman in his p, “And this is Fleur, my tenth-year girlfriend.”

  The girl’s eyes widened in recognition as she recalled the advice of her seniors, ‘I’m in trouble…’ She realized as she looked at Harry and Fleur’s smiles that looked almost predatory now.

  “Sit with us.” Harry gestured to the seat on the other side of the booth and invited Celine to sit, “You must be tired from having patrolled the carriages for the past hour.”

  Celine didn’t want to take his offer, “I-it’s okay, senior,” She waved her hands, “I have people waiting for me in the Delegue compartment.”

  She stepped back and tried to escape from the apartment when she heard Fleur’s soul-sucking voice once again, “Sit.” That was all she heard, but her legs seemed to refuse her command to escape and she obediently sat down in the exact spot that Harry had gestured to.

  “You love messing with people using your allure, huh?” Harry chided and lightly squeezed Fleur’s waist.

  “Hey…” She squirmed due to the ticklish feeling and said, “It’s so much fun… Plus, it took me so much to gain this intricate control over it. I have to make all that time spent training it worthwhile.” She mumbled.

  Harry smiled and shook his head, “So what’s it going to be this time?” He asked jokingly, “Embarrassing footage? Ruining the rest of her school life? Or something else?”

  “Actually, I was instead thinking of getting ourselves an assistant,” Fleur said, “Since we’re going to Hogwarts for the Goblet of Fire this year, an assistant would undoubtedly be useful, don’t you think?”

  “You’re being so thoughtful,” Harry said before kissing Fleur’s cheek, “But I would rather not have a doll of a girl following your commands blindly. How about we do some work and get her for ourselves legally?” He said.

  “You’re really into brunnets with a strict academic streak, aren’t you?” Fleur teased Harry and traced her finger across his jaw, “Going after her so btantly in front of your girlfriend.”

  “Don’t act like you don’t like it. You’re the one who suggested it.” Harry shrugged as he quickly turned his head and grabbed her finger between his teeth. After licking her naturally manicured-seeming fingertip for a few seconds while looking into her eyes, he freed her finger and said, “I can’t leave my beautiful Vee dissatisfied, she would suck me dry.” He said emphatically.

  “Are you sure that you don’t just have the hots for your mum?” She teased, “She only recently stopped dying her hair brown and let her natural red hair show after all. And she’s a total academic nerd.” She had a smile on her face as she said that.

  Harry’s expression darkened, “I think you need a spanking… A hard one.”

  “Even wanting to take the pce of my te daddy…” Fleur acted sad, but her voice was as seductive and soul-stirring as ever, “You’re such a brute. You’ve spanked me so many times in the st eight years that I’ve even started depending on you in that way… What a bad man.”

  Harry choked as he saw Fleur take things a bit too far by teasing him, “Always with Mr. Decour…” He grumbled before looking up and giving a silent prayer to the man who left both his troublesome daughters in his hands.

  “Hehe~” She giggled cutely, “I don’t mind you taking his pce, to be honest… Gabi already calls you daddy in her sleep. If it wasn’t for Mom regurly talking to her about it, you might even have become her daddy.”

  “Please stop…” Harry gave up, “You win, okay? I’m not pying anymore. You always take it too far…”

  “Quitter…” Fleur pouted and looked away, “Any other man would die to be called my daddy.”

  “I’d kill them before you called them daddy in the first pce.” Harry said with a possessive light in his eyes, “I’m your only option for a daddy now.”

  “You’re going after my mother too?” Fleur gasped, “You really aren’t going to let anyone escape from your clutches, are you?” She destroyed all of Harry’s possessive momentum and made him choke on his words again.

  At that time a knock on the door distracted both Harry and Fleur from their banter. Letting out a sigh of relief, Harry invited the newcomer in. Fleur finally stopped messing with him as an old dy entered the compartment with a cart.

  “Your lunch is here, Mr. Potter, Ms. Decour.” She gave the both of them a light bow in greeting before setting the cart that was filled with a rge number of food items in the center of the cabin.

  “Thank you, Old Nan.” Harry thanked the old woman who gave them a light nod before leaving.

  “You ever think about what her name is?” Fleur asked as she grabbed a baguette before tearing off a bite and eating it.

  “Who knows…” Harry shrugged, “Whenever we ask, she just tells us to call her Old Nan.”

  “Mm,” Fleur fet a bite to Harry, “I guess.”

  “I think we should let our guest eat something too,” Harry gnced at Celine who had been quietly sitting on half of the seat with a straight posture for the past fifteen minutes.

  “Sure…” Fleur pouted before snapping her fingers.

  “Get something to eat,” Harry told the girl who had just come out of her daze, “We have a long journey to Beauxbatons.”

  “I-I already have my lunch ordered. It will be brought to my compartment.” Celine knew that she was in a dangerous situation and tried to get away.

  “Stay,” Harry said with an insistent tone, “We don’t mind sharing.”

  Celine gulped as she realized that she’d just messed up and was now stuck with these troublesome seniors, “I-if you say so.”

  She didn’t dare to pick up anything and only sat back while moving closer to the window so she could look out.

  “Are you pnning to go to Hogwarts for the exchange program, Celine?” Harry asked as he let his Vee girlfriend feed him bites from whatever she was eating.

  “N-no,” She shook her head, “O-only the n-ninth and t-tenth years are allowed to go there…” She had a slight tone of longing shine through her stutters. She had missed an opportunity of a lifetime by a single year.

  “Calm down, will you?” Fleur’s voice sent Celine into another daze as the Vee pouted, “Give her that Occlumency amulet if you’re bringing her with us. I’m not going to act like a mute…” She compined, “Nor am I restraining all of my allure when I’m with you…” She mumbled.

  “Shh…” Harry gently rubbed her hair and gave her a kiss on the side of her lips to wipe away some butter that had gotten on her lips, “You never need to act like a mute.” He said, “If they can’t handle your voice, then that’s their problem. You never have to restrain yourself when you’re with me. I’ll take care of everything.”

  Fleur looked at Harry with a light smile before feeding him another bite. She snapped her fingers and Celine came back to reality feeling as light as a feather. Her previously frayed nerves that made her all tense and stuttery were all calm now.

  “Feel better?” Harry asked.

  “Mhm…” She nodded while panicking inwardly about the unreal methods of the duo in front of her. Even that panic disappeared a few seconds ter as if it was never there in the first pce, ‘What kind of calming spell is this overpowered?’ She was in disbelief.

  “Eat. And tell me, do you want to go to Hogwarts this year?” Harry offered casually.

  “Hu?” She’d just eaten a bite when she almost choked and started coughing. Recovering after a few seconds, she said, “C-can I?” She asked with excitement shining through her eyes.

  “Sure.” Harry shrugged, “You just need to be our assistant for the trip and we’ll bring you with us.” He said.

  That made her hesitate for a second. Her senior’s words of advice were still ringing through her head, telling her that this duo was dangerous, ‘But this is a once in a lifetime opportunity…’ She hyped herself up.

  “B-but I don’t have the kind of money that would allow me to go for such an expensive exchange program.” She hesitated, “My family can only pay for my tuition…”

  “That’s all fine. Since you’re coming with us as our assistant, we’ll sponsor you,” Harry said. Neither he nor Fleur had any kind of money problems. Fleur had the Decour fortune along with the fortune that her grandmother left. As for Harry, he was the only child of the ancient house of Potter. With his mother making sound financial decisions, the money in the Potter vault was only increasing, despite their spending habits being vish to say the least.

  “S-sponsor me?” She was surprised, “But it’s such an expensive program, almost equivalent to the school fees for two years combined…”

  “It’s all about perspective.” Harry shrugged her concerns off, “What’s a lot to you, might be nothing for me.”

  Seeing that she was still silent. Harry decided to give her a little push, “So?” He asked, “Decide quickly. You have five seconds. 5…” He looked into her eyes as she panicked, “…4…” Her panic automatically dispelled as she registered his words, “…3…” Harry continued his countdown as she was stuck in indecision, “…2—“ Just as he said two, she almost shouted her agreement.

  “Yes!” She felt embarrassed and shrunk in her seat before repeating, “Y-yes. I’ll work as your assistant.”

  “Good. You will refer to me as sir, and to Fleur as madam. Got it?” Harry seemed to already be treating her as their employee.

  She blushed before nodding, “O-okay.”

  “Hm?” Harry gave her a sharp-eyed gre and she understood.

  “Okay, sir.” She looked down embarrassedly.

  “Good. Make yourself comfortable for now. We have a long journey. Another occupant should be arriving soon enough.” Harry said as Celine just nodded before absently grabbing a croissant and leaning back in her seat before pulling her legs up and resting them on the seat. She was lost in thoughts about one of the finest magical schools in the world.

  ‘They don’t seem that bad…’ She thought as she saw Fleur and Harry mingling with each other. It seemed to her that they had cast a silencing charm to prevent her from being affected by Fleur’s voice, ‘Maybe he had exaggerated things…’ She thought about her senior’s words, not knowing what the future held in store for her.

  …

  After they had finished their lunch, Celine leaned against the window and pulled her legs up before closing her eyes to take a nap.

  As for Harry and Fleur, they resumed making out, not caring that there was another person in the room. Considering that Fleur treated the seats as low-quality garbage — only sitting on Harry’s p for the past few hours — it was clear that neither she nor Harry cared about Celine’s presence.

  However, much to Fleur’s annoyance, their door was smmed open after a while. It not only made Harry and Fleur separate from each other, but it also startled Celine and woke her up.

  “‘Arry~” A younger version of Fleur entered the compartment and jumped on Harry.

  ‘Not again…’ Celine realized that she was getting hit by the newcomer’s allure. She tried her best to resist the encroaching influence that would put her in a daze, but after her experience with Fleur, she knew that it was hopeless, ‘Wait…’ She realized that she was able to resist the influence, ‘Maybe it’s because she’s younger…’ She thought as she looked at the newcomer who had the same locks of hair as Fleur but hers were tied up in pigtails.

  Harry could only smile wryly and open his arm to catch Gabrielle so that she didn’t collide with Fleur. He controlled her momentum such that she ended up sitting beside him.

  “Why are you here so early?” Fleur said with an annoyed tone, “And where’s your neckce? Look what you did to our new assistant.” Fleur said destroying all the resistance that Celine had and she could only look in Fleur’s direction in a daze.

  “I didn’t do it,” Gabrielle said, “She resisted my allure. It’s your fault.” She said in a childish voice, “‘Arry, tell her…” She looked up to Harry as if he was her savior and tried to turn him on Fleur.

  “Shh…” Harry put one hand on both girls’ heads, “Calm down and stop fighting. Where’s your neckce, Gabi?” He asked gently while continuing to rub both girls’ hair.

  Fleur felt his comforting touch and felt herself calming down. However, she still pouted and looked away as he talked to Gabrielle.

  The younger Decour was much more receptive to his affection and closed her eyes while comfortably enjoying his caresses, “Here…” She took it out of her pocket.

  “Why did you take it off?” Harry asked her, “You know it’s difficult for you to restrain your allure, right?”

  “I don’t like it,” She pouted while leaning on Harry’s side, “It’s suffocating.”

  “Is that so,” Harry said, “But without it, you won’t be able to make any friends your age. You don’t want to be an antisocial Vee like your sister, right?” He asked.

  “Hey!” Fleur protested, “I’m not antisocial.”

  “Tell me the name of one person that you consider your friend other than me.” Harry looked at her dead in the eyes, making Fleur shrink back.

  “Um…” She thought for a few moments, “Celine.” She looked at their new assistant with a proud look in her eyes, “She’s my friend.”

  Harry ignored her, “See, Gabi?” He pointed to Fleur, “We’re paying Celine to be Fleur’s friend. You Don’t want to be like that, do you?”

  “‘Arry, I will drop all pretenses, I swear…” Fleur threatened.

  “She’s your sister, Fleur.” Harry gave her a light peck on her lips, “Let me make her understand the important things.”

  His words made Fleur pout as she rested her face on his shoulder, ignoring him and her little sister.

  “I did talk to them for a while. But they were all talking about boring things. I only took off the neckce when I was coming here.” She expined while shooting Fleur an envious gnce.

  “Well, then you deserve some praise, huh?” He smiled before giving her forehead a kiss, “You did very well.”

  “‘Arry…” Gabrielle called him while looking up into his eyes without blinking.

  “What is it?” He asked.

  “You always kiss Fleur on her lips, but only kiss me on the forehead. Why is that?” She asked innocently, “Do you love me less?”

  Harry had to cough to hide his wry expression, “Give me a break…” He said under his breath such that only Fleur could hear him. She let out an alluring giggle while snuggling in his neck, causing him to feel ticklish as her breath ran along his neck.

  He cleared his throat and looked at Gabrielle’s innocent expression before saying, “I love you just as much as Fleur, Gabi. But it’s a different kind of love. To me, you’re like my family, while my love for Fleur is romantic. You wouldn’t kiss your mother on the lips, would you?” He asked, wanting to drop this conversation on Apolline’s head.

  “I see…” Gabrielle seemed to understand something, “I can’t kiss my papa on his lips…” She said under her breath, making Harry choke, ‘I thought Fleur was fucking with me…’

  Harry wanted to interject, but that would lead to another troublesome conversation. And he didn’t want that. He just wanted to hug and cuddle his girlfriend while waiting for their destination to arrive.

  “You should talk to your mother about this when we get back home, she will expin it to you in a much better manner.” He said, “Okay?

  “Um-hm…” Gabrielle nodded before leaning against Harry’s arm.

  His focus finally went to the dazed girl who had been ensnared by Fleur and Gabrielle’s charm that was freely flowing through the cabin, ‘I really need to ask for an amulet from Mum. Otherwise, these Vee will destroy this girl,’ He thought.

  “Hey, Gabi.” Harry caught Gabrielle’s attention, “Do you want to learn a trick?”

  “What kind of trick?” She asked.

  “You know how your friends get dazed every once in a while when you aren’t wearing your neckce, right?” Harry said and Gabrielle nodded, “I’ll teach you a way to fix that and bring them back from their daze.”

  Her eyes brightened up as she heard his words and she enthusiastically nodded.

  “Neither Mrs. Decour nor Fleur has taught you how to feel your allure aura for now since it’s not strong enough to be significant.” Harry started his expnation, “So, we will need a spell to do this trick, okay?”

  Gabrielle nodded and asked, “Should I take out my wand?”

  “No need, I’ll help you with it first.” He said as Gabrielle’s eyes drooped with sadness.

  “Is it complicated?” She asked, “Will I need to practice it for weeks before casting it myself?”

  Harry cooed, “Not at all honey…” He hugged her close to himself before pnting a kiss on the top of her head, “We’ll be done by the end of this ride. It’s not that complicated.”

  Her eyes brightened up and she snuggled close to Harry’s chest, indulging in his pampering pats and caresses.

  After a few seconds, Harry pulled his hand away from her head and said, “Show me your hand.” She raised her hand and pced it above Harry’s opened palm.

  He grabbed his wand with his other hand that was wrapped around Fleur’s waist and pointed it at Gabrielle’s arm, “Attrahens.” He chanted while moving his wand from her arm toward her elbow, “What do you feel?” He asked her.

  “Warm…” Gabrielle said, “As if some kind of warmth is coming out of my tummy and moving toward my hand…” She expined.

  “Very good.” He praised her, “That warmth is your allure being attracted toward your palm.” He expined before pointing at Celine, “Now focus on her and snap your fingers while thinking of jolting her awake from the snap.”

  She nodded before snapping her fingers and looking expectantly toward Celine. But the poor girl was still dazed, “It didn’t work…” Gabrielle was sad.

  “Try again.” Harry encouraged her, “Make sure to focus on wanting to wake her up. That’s the most important part. You can attempt the snap five times before the effects of the spell wear off.” He said.

  She nodded and snapped again. That also resulted in a failure.

  By the time her snaps were exhausted, she still didn’t succeed.

  “It’s fine. We have the entire carriage ride to try this trick out. You remember the Wand movement and chant, right?” He asked her.

  When Gabrielle nodded and took her wand out, Harry said, “Good. We’ll start soon, but first…” Harry gnced at Celine who was almost about to start drooling. He cast the same spell, but this time his wand moved from Gabrielle’s forearm to her palm before snapping lower in the direction of his palm, “We need to wake her up before we can continue your training.” He said.

  Gabrielle felt the familiar feeling of heat being transferred from her stomach to her palm, but instead of coaguting in her palm, she felt it escaping to Harry’s palm that was pced under hers.

  When he snapped his fingers, Celine’s eyes instantly regained crity, “S-sir…” She seemed spooked.

  “Don’t worry.” Harry’s tone seemed to have a natural calming effect on her right now, “Just rest until we reach Beauxbatons. There shouldn’t be any more disturbances. I’ll cast the silencing spell once again so you don’t get disturbed.”

  She nodded and got back in her curled-up sleeping position, ‘She’s so meek… How’d she even get a student authority position?’ Harry was a little curious about Celine’s circumstances.

  “How will we train now, ‘Arry?” Gabrielle asked.

  “On a dummy, of course.” He ughed, “Do you think we would be going around charming people just for you to train this trick?” His words made Gabrielle blush.

  “I’m bored…” Fleur decided that she wanted to be a part of the training.

  “No!” Gabrielle shed out, “It’s just me and pa— ’Arry” She almost slipped before correcting herself. She gave a discrete gnce to Harry who didn’t seem to have noticed her slip-up, “Go away. ‘Arry will teach me.”

  “I’m the one with actual experience with allure, why do you want him to train you?” Fleur was baffled.

  “I just do.” Gabrielle huffed, “Go away.”

  “‘Arry…” Fleur turned to the man whose p she had been hogging, “Gabi is being mean to me...” She acted as if she was the little sister in their retionship.

  ‘Somebody help me…’ Harry sighed tiredly before mediating between the two sisters. Unfortunately, his wish to have someone help him out would forever remain unfulfilled.

  …

  For the next few hours of the journey, Harry helped Gabrielle get the trick to a practiced level so that she could cast it herself in case she needed to.

  “Thanks for teaching me, ‘Arry…” Gabrielle hugged him gleefully. She was happy to have learned a new trick.

  “Not a problem.” He patted her head, “We’re family after all.”

  “Mhm…” She nodded and made herself comfortable by bringing her legs up to the seat and using Harry as her pillow to pull herself into a comfortable position, “I’ll sleep for a while…” She mumbled.

  Harry had a wry smile as he felt like he was in a hell of warmth while being in a heaven of self-satisfaction. His drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend and her carbon copy of a younger sister were both hugging him as if he was the only source of comfort for them. But at the same time, he was now stuck in his position, unable to move. Especially with Fleur sitting in his p and unwilling to move away.

  ‘Whatever…’ He didn’t care that much about his slight discomfort considering that the girls were both happily asleep and comfortable, ‘Guess I’ll rest too then..’ He thought as he grabbed his wand and cast a few spells all around the cabin to prevent anyone from entering or exiting, followed by multiple anti-breaking charms that would prevent spells like Alohomora from working.

  Lastly, ’Petrificus.’ He silently cast the binding spell at the asleep Celine that would petrify her, but she wouldn’t know about it unless she woke up. The spell was a less extreme version of the full-body binding charm. It was just a worst-case measure considering that he had two very beautiful Vee sleeping on him and he wasn’t going to be fully awake.

  ‘Just like Mum taught you, Harry. Better to be safe than sorry…’ He thought to himself as he dozed off to sleep.

  A while ter, Celine’s eyes fluttered open as she tried to straighten her legs to stretch, but she was unable to move even her head, let alone stretch her arms and legs. Her eyes opened wide as she struggled unsuccessfully. It was then that she gnced at the trio in front of her.

  The three of them were in deep sleep. Fleur was hugging Harry while sitting on his p and had her face buried in his neck. As for her little sister, she was lying halfway on the seat with her torso completely leaning on Harry’s side. She was using his arm as a pillow as it went behind her head and his hand was resting on her stomach.

  Seeing Harry’s peaceful expression, Celine realized the reason behind her petrification, ‘They don’t actually trust me…’

  From her initial wariness, now, Celine was genuinely curious about this elusive senior who had a scary reputation among the entire student body. She wanted to know more about not only him but also about the two Vee sisters that he seemed to be so close with.

  It was impossible for her to go to sleep after realizing that she’d been petrified with a spell, so she did the next best thing and mentally recited arithmancy equations. As a certified bookworm, she had expectations of herself that she would do her best to meet, ’I can’t dishonor the name of Beauxbatons when I go to Hogwarts.’ She seemed to have already set Harry’s casual offer in stone and was fully hyped about going to Hogwarts.

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