Harry Potter Breaking Free

Well… No matter… From now on, Harry's body would do what he wanted it to do, not the other way around... A standard that Harry immediately enforced by slamming almost, but not all, of his lusty desires behind the extremely well-fortified walls of his Occlumency barriers, before drawing in a very deep breath, and then returning his attention towards the pool…

"I'm Gabrielle's lifeguard this afternoon," Harry finally replied in response to Fleur's earlier question... "Speaking of which, I don't think I've ever seen you swim before."

"No, you haven't," Fleur slowly responded.

Harry glanced aside at Fleur, expecting the woman to continue talking like... you know... a normal person would. It didn't happen... She just stood there, staring down at Gabrielle with an extremely complicated expression upon her face.

For the second time in less than a minute, Harry realized that Fleur wasn't actually trying to be difficult with him, and he was jumping to conclusions… Something had the woman a little bent out of shape at the moment… a little bit uneasy. It was time to ask a better breed of question... "Is there a reason for your sudden interest in swimming, Fleur? You don't look like you're aiming to relax…"

While looking down at the crystal clear water of the pool, Fleur unconsciously hugged herself in a nervous reaction that ended up showcasing the deep cleavage of her breasts by propping them up atop her forearms. Truly, she hadn't intended to do anything the least bit provocative, and she wasn't actually aiming to get a reaction out of Harry... this time… Still... When Harry's eyes immediately widened, his cheeks pinked, and he rapidly shook out his head, Fleur was forced to smother a full-faced smile. Goddesses help her, but she really did enjoy pushing the limits of Harry's magically-fortified self-control…

Now if only she couldn't figure out why...

Instead of smiling, laughing or grinning like she wanted to, Fleur simply shook her head in a negative and then gestured down at the water. "I'm not aiming to relax, no. I must be prepared... Water is the polar opposite of a Veela's elemental affinity, fire, and I'll admit I don't like swimming. I will be swimming once a day for the remainder of the summer, in order to get over this weakness."

At the tail end of her explanation, Fleur turned her body to stare at the side of Harry's face. "You will join me in the pool, I think... I know you're completing a very taxing workout regimen every single day, so soaking in the water will be good for you."

Very suddenly, and for seemingly no reason, Fleur breathed out a small sigh of relief, as she released some of her most pent up allure, and allowed it to swirl around Harry's entire body. Then she wasn't the least bit surprised when his eyes immediately widened, his skin flushed a bright red, and his breathing quickened to match his heart rate... What did surprise her, was when he abruptly bounced to his feet, and then moved two meters behind her so that she was standing between him and the pool…

Fleur couldn't have contained it this time even if she tried. A wide, warm, and extremely amused smile grew clear across her face… Harry's reaction just now… He was unable to keep his eyes off of her body, but he was also determined to keep Gabrielle safe, so he moved to a location where he could keep an eye on them both… Chef's kiss… perfection… Fleur couldn't even imagine a better reaction even if she tried. Of course this just made it even more important that Harry do exactly as he was told…

"I won't be accepting no for an answer, 'Arry," Fleur asserted in an incredibly sultry little purr of a voice… Then she paused and drew a hand up to her own voice-box. She hadn't even known she was capable of producing that kind of voice…"

Of course, by the time Fleur was finished demanding that he join her in the pool, Harry was quite busy diluting her allure within a dense wall of his own magic, just so that he could continue breathing and thinking.

Holy Gods…

For the very first time since Harry met Fleur, she wasn't holding back her allure, which, when coupled with her off-the-charts baseline sex-appeal, was putting him at serious risk doing all manner of foolish things. Things that he simply couldn't afford to do if he truly wanted Fleur to trust him, to consider him different, to feel comfortable spending time with him… Despite the mischievous expression that Fleur just finished giving him, Harry knew that this was actually a very important moment for the two of them. Fleur was extending him some trust for the very first time, so now it was time for him to prove that she could.

As quickly as possible, Harry shunted as much runaway attraction as he could behind his Mind-Occlusion barriers, drew in a very deep breath, and then did his level best to look both calm and unruffled… Needless to say, he very seriously doubted that he looked anything but hot and bothered at the moment, but Harry figured it was his actions that mattered right now, not how he looked while doing them…

It was also around this time that Harry remembered what Fleur was actually ordering him to do, and he didn't know quite how to respond…. "Uhhh Fleur," he hedged in a slightly chagrined tone of voice. "For the most part, I'm no longer body conscious, but I haven't been swimming because I'm being... considerate of Gabrielle."

Even though she nodded seriously at Harry's words, Fleur didn't move to take control of her allure, and it grew thicker around his body over time... "I am not worried for my sister at all, 'Arry and do you know why?"

Harry merely shook his head.

"Gabrielle is an innocent. She won't even realize what your scarring truly means, and thus, she will be fine... I want to see if you can swim, Mr. Potter, so don't test me on this or we'll find out if you are in fact resistant to my allure." Fleur smiled at that idea, as it might even be fun.

Wait, what... Making use of the sensory abilities afforded him by his aura shroud, Harry checked the amount of allure that Fleur was actually hitting him with, and he was shocked by what he found. Fleur wasn't even releasing one third of the allure that Appoline had brought forth at the beginning of the summer, and yet it was chipping away at his self-control with a devastating efficiency.

Upon realizing that Fleur was still majorly holding back, Harry merely shook his head in abject surrender. "Fleur, I don't want to find out, so please have some mercy on me. I am myself, but my body's not feeling… cooperative..."

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