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The Hero They Needed: Chapter 16
🕑 Added 2024-07-11 16:31:47 +0000 UTCChapter 16
“Bye, have a good year!” Andi called. “And stay out of trouble!”
Harry looked back at his family and waved as he pushed the cart loaded with his, Dora’s and Jenna’s luggage. Dora’s friends, Jennifer and Amanda, approached the door to greet her as she boarded the train.
“Harry, can you get the trunks while we go find a compartment?” Dora asked.
“Why do I always have to carry the trunks?” Harry asked exasperatedly.
Dora smirked, “Because I give you blowjobs.”
Jennifer, Jenna, and Amanda laughed while Harry thought for a moment before tilting his head in acknowledgment.
“Fair point,” he said.
As the girls disappeared from the doorway, Harry turned back to the cart and sighed.
At least he could use magic this year.
Whipping out his wand, he levitated the trunks in a line and directed them onto the train. By the time he got onto the train, the girls had already vanished from sight. Fortunately, he didn’t have to walk long before he found them. They were already in a compartment with Michelle.
“How did the tournament go this year?” she asked while Harry lifted the trunks into the overhead compartment.
“Good,” Dora replied. “Harry decided to compete in the under twenty-one bracket. He lost to Fleur in the semi-finals, but it was a hell of a match. You should’ve seen it. Harry was incredible.”
“I did alright,” Harry said. “I really need to work on the speed of my casting this year.”
“I’m surprised you’re not more upset,” Michelle said.
Shrugging, he plopped down on the seat next to Dora and slung his arm over her shoulders.
“I probably would be if she hadn’t won the whole thing,” Harry said. “Besides, I still have another three years to win the tournament.”
“Speaking of tournaments,” Dora said. “Did you guys hear Ilvermorny is being invited to compete in the Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts this year?”
“Really?” Jen asked.
“What’s the Triwizard Tournament?” Michelle asked while Amanda leaned forward interestedly.
“Well, it’s supposed to be a tournament between the three best schools in Europe, but the Durmstrang headmaster was exiled from England after the war with Voldemort,” Dora explained. “They used to hold it every four years, but they stopped about three hundred years ago.”
“Too many deaths,” Jennifer added. “They pick the best student from each school and compete to see who’s the best. I can’t remember exactly what happened, but they ended it after all three Champions and a good chunk of the audience were killed during one of the tasks.”
Michelle wrinkled her nose, “Sounds barbaric. Like when the Romans used to make slaves fight in the Colosseum.”
“Wait,” Jennifer exclaimed suddenly, glancing between Harry and Dora. “Does this mean that we’ll be spending the whole year at Hogwarts?”
“You will be,” Dora corrected. “Harry can’t go because they’re only taking the seventh years, and I decided to stay with him. So, while you’re all at Hogwarts, I’ll be having sex with Harry in every bed in the dorm.”
“You’re seriously not going?” Amanda asked incredulously.
Dora shrugged and leaned against Harry with a soft smile on her lips.
“I’d rather spend the year with my boyfriend,” she said.
Smiling, Harry kissed the top of her head.
“Aw, that’s so sweet,” Jennifer said, her smile turning into a smirk. “When’s the wedding?”
“Oh, shut up,” Dora said, rolling her eyes. “Anyways, who do you think will be Champion for Ilvermorny?”
“Since you’re not going, probably Amanda,” Jennifer said.
“I don’t know,” Amanda said thoughtfully. “Ryan’s pretty good with a wand.”
“You would know,” Dora smirked.
Amanda blushed and covered her face while the rest of the compartment burst into laughter.
~
Ilvermorny buzzed with activity in the two months leading up to the Triwizard Tournament. Several of Dora’s classmates tried to convince her to compete, considering her their best chance of winning, but she turned them down each time.
October 30th dawned bright and cool as the whole of Ilvermorny descended onto the front lawn to bid farewell to their classmates. Dora was sharing a tearful goodbye with Jennifer and Amanda when they heard the whistle of the Ilvermorny Express. Turning as one, the school watched as the large, black train chugged its way up to the top of Mount Greylock.
It moved along on a charmed track, where the rails and ties behind the train flew to the front and assembled themselves in front to create a never-ending track. The train pulled to a stop in front of the school in a cloud of steam, the brakes hissing and squealing. As the Pukwudgies loaded the luggage onto the carriages, Jennifer and Amanda said their final goodbyes, kissed Harry’s cheek, and turned to board the Express.
Walking up behind Dora, Harry wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tight. She leaned back into his embrace and laid her arms on top of his.
“Are you okay, Tonks?” Jenna asked softly.
“I’m fine,” Dora said with a sniffle.
“Have you talked to the professors about your classes yet?” Michelle asked curiously.
“Urgh,” Dora groaned, wrinkling her nose cutely. “Since I’m the only one staying, I’m going to get private tutoring.”
“But that’s great!” Michelle exclaimed.
“For you, maybe,” Dora grumbled. “Now, they’re definitely going to notice if I skip class.”
Jenna giggled while Michelle rolled her eyes.
A few minutes later, Harry and his friends waved to the seventh years hanging out of the windows of the Express as it began to move. Picking up speed, the railway arched gently until the entire train was in the air and steamed its way out over the Atlantic.
~
Later that night, the Thunderbird Common Room felt unusually empty. The students filled their evening with speculating about the Tournament, who would be chosen, and what the tasks would be until they gradually began to trickle up the stairs one and two at a time to their dorms.
“Are you ready to go to bed?” Dora asked after Jenna and Michelle had called it a night.
“Sure,” Harry replied.
“Good,” she smiled, kissing him on the lips briefly. “Go get a change of clothes and meet me in my dorm.”
Getting to her feet, she gave him a wink before turning and walking over to the entrance of the girls’ dorm. Harry grinned as he got to his feet and quickly made his way up the stairs to the boys’ dorm. His dormmates gave him knowing looks as he dug through his trunk for a change of clothes. Once he had everything he needed, Harry walked back down to the common room. Several of the older students snickered and giggled as they watched him enter the girls’ dorm.
He ignored the stairs, which he’d been warned were charmed with an alarm that led to the younger dorms, and instead turned right. Finding the door with a bronze plaque that marked it for seventh years, he turned the handle and peeked inside. He smirked when he spotted Dora bent over at the waist, digging through her trunk in nothing but a T-shirt and a pair of bright purple panties. As the door clicked closed behind him, she looked back and smiled.
Her trunk closed with a thud when she turned around and trotted over to him with a grin. She kissed him passionately, throwing her arms around his neck before jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist. Harry smiled against her lips as he spun her around and pinned her against the door. A moan escaped her lips when his pelvis ground against hers.
Letting one arm fall from around his neck, Dora groped blindly at the door until her hand landed on the lock, which she moved into place. The moment he heard the lock engage, Harry pulled her away from the door and carried her to the nearest bed. Tossing her onto the mattress, where she bounced and giggled, he quickly undid the top three buttons of his shirt, loosened his tie, and pulled it up over his head.
Dora ran her hand up his chest, cupped the back of his neck, and pulled him down for a kiss. With a quick buck of her hips, she rolled them over so she was on top, her knees on either side of his hips. Gazing down at him with a smirk, she pulled her shirt over her head, freeing her large, perky breasts, and tossed it carelessly to the floor. Harry impatiently reached up to cup the right one, his thumb caressing her light pink nipple.
Bending down to give him another kiss, Dora slid back until her feet were on the floor and dropped into a crouch. Harry sat up on his elbows as her fingers deftly unbuckled his belt. When she tugged at his pants, he lifted his hips, and she pulled them down his legs. His boxers joined them a moment later, allowing his swollen manhood to lay against his thigh impressively. Dora bit her lip as she gazed at it, arousal burning in her hazel eyes.
Quickly, she lifted her eyes to meet his and straddled his hips. Harry cupped both of her breasts, squeezing them firmly as her lips crashed against his. They groaned in unison when she ground against his rapidly hardening length, her hips rolling with barely constrained need despite the fact they’d met for a quick tryst in a broom cupboard earlier that day.
With a moan, Dora braced her hands on his chest and sat up while rocking her hips incessantly. Raising herself, she placed his engorged head at her entrance and descended on his length with a long, loud groan. Harry barely let her settle before he rolled them over, pulled his hips back, and the forward hard. Dora arched her back with a gasp, her nails raking across his back. Quickly, he settled into her favorite pace, long, slow strokes that ground their pelvises together at the end. Her heels dug into the back of his thighs rhythmically, silently directing him to use the perfect speed.
“Harry,” she whimpered, her face contorted beautifully.
He smiled down at her and began rolling his hips at the end of each thrust, grinding against her. Dora trembled, her head thrown back as she let out a guttural moan. Her skin flushed alluringly, and her muscles tensed the closer she got to her peak. Despite her heels urging him to move faster, he kept his pace, knowing the slow build would make her eventual climax better. Light, breathy whimpers left her parted, swollen lips as she started to squirm under him. One hand clawed at his back, leaving behind scarlet lines on his pale skin, while the other clutched at the hair on the back of his head.
When her hair started to change colors, he knew she was on the brink. Suddenly, he started pounding her into the mattress hard and fast. Dora’s entire body locked up, her muscles clenched, her mouth and eyes open wide, and her breath froze in her chest. She spasmed violently under him, almost as if trying to curl in on herself. Then, she twitched twice, her face buried in the crook of his neck, before flinging herself back against the mattress with a wail.
Harry grunted, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head as her depths tightened and spasmed around him. It was a feeling utterly unique to Dora, and no matter how much he wanted to keep going, it always shattered his resolve. Growling in the back of his throat, he hooked the back of her knees with his arm, folding her body in half, and began pounding down into her fluttering depths with animalistic fervor.
Dora’s eyes flew open, now bright blue, and pinned him with a gaze that begged for him to finish inside of her. With a groan, Harry buried himself as deep as possible a moment before he erupted. Yanking his head down, she kissed him passionately between heavy, panting breaths as he flooded her depths. Dora groaned contentedly below him and caressed his back until, eventually, he collapsed on top of her. It took a minute for him to catch his breath before he rolled over onto his back, where she curled up against his side, her head resting on his chest.
“This is going to be the best year ever,” Dora grinned.
Smiling, Harry kissed the top of her and lightly caressed her soft, smooth skin.
~
Fleur Delacour wrapped her cloak tightly around her body as she stepped out of the Beauxbatons carriage and onto the Hogwarts lawn. The weather was chilly compared to what she was used to, and the sun was hidden behind a thick layer of clouds, but Hogwarts Castle stood tall and imposing behind the students, waiting to greet them. It was certainly large—much larger than it needed to be for the number of students it housed.
“Dumblydore,” Madam Maxime said as the headmaster took her hand and kissed the back of it.
“Good evening, Olympe,” Dumbledore greeted her warmly. “I trust your trip was pleasant.”
“Oui,” Madam Maxime replied.
Fleur tuned out their small talk as she felt the eyes of the Hogwarts students on her and her classmates. She crossed her arms over her body, trying to ward off their gazes. Before coming here, she knew the boys in England would react strongly to her, likely having never seen a Veela before, but some of them weren’t even trying. She wasn’t sure what was worse, the boys who were practically droll or the ones who gazed at her like a piece of meat.
At least she wasn’t the only one. They were staring at all of the Beauxbatons students like that, and most of them weren’t even Veela.
“Look!” one of the Hogwarts students suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked to where the young boy was excitedly pointed. Fleur blinked, impressed, as a flying train wound around one of the mountains and quickly approached Hogwarts. As it neared the school, it quickly descended toward the ground and began to slow. It came to a stop with a loud hiss, steam billowing from the engine car. A Pukwudgie, the first she had ever seen in person, leaned out of the window while pulling a lever next to him. Stairs, cleverly folded against each of the four cars the train was pulling, slid into place as the students stepped out onto the lawn.
Gazing at Hogwarts, they talked loudly and excitedly. They even began smiling and waving at the Hogwarts and Beauxbatons students in that typical, overly familiar, American way.
Still, it was better than being stared at like a Parisian whore, Fleur decided.
The last to step off the train was an elderly woman in fine blue robes who hobbled along with the assistance of a staff. One of the Ilvermorny boys spotted her and rushed to give her a hand down the steps. The students quickly formed behind her as she hobbled over to Dumbledore, who smiled brightly.
“Esmerelda, it’s been far too long since you’ve graced us with your presence,” he said, taking her hand, kissing the back of it, and clasping it in a friendly manner.
“Not all of us have aged as gracefully as you, Albus,” she responded with a teasing smile.
“Shall we take the students inside?” Dumbledore asked.
One of the Hogwarts professors, a tall woman with her brown hair tied up in a tight bun, motioned back to the castle. The Hogwarts students turned around and headed back to the castle while the Beauxbatons and Ilvermorny students followed after them. Walking through the Entrance Hall, they entered the Great Hall. Fleur looked up at the ceiling and had to admit that the charms work was rather impressive. It was just too bad they had such terrible weather.
“Please, feel free to sit wherever you like,” Dumbledore said as he and the headmistresses entered behind them.
The Ilvermorny students quickly chose to join the Gryffindor table while the Beauxbatons gazed around for a moment before deciding to sit with the Ravenclaws.
“Is it true Harry Potter goes to your school?” Fleur heard a young boy ask excitedly behind her.
Smiling to herself, she settled in and greeted the students around her.
~
Just over twenty-four hours later, Fleur was back in the Great Hall, waiting anxiously for the Champions to be chosen. Her nerves had completely ruined her appetite, though she did her best not to show it. Munching on a baguette, she listened to the students around her debate about who would be chosen.
To her, it seemed pretty clear who the best candidates were. From Hogwarts, there was Cedric Diggory and Roger Davies. From Ilvermorny, Amanda Wilkes and Ryan Hart seemed like the best students. And among the Beauxbatons delegates, Fleur knew her only real competition was Marie Auclair. She was smart, immensely so, but Fleur knew she had more practical experience. It all depended on how the Goblet decided on the best candidate.
Was it based on potential or those it thought had the best chance to win?
Just then, the Goblet’s cool blue flame grew, silencing the Great Hall and causing everyone to turn and stare in anticipation.
“It appears the Goblet is ready to choose,” Dumbledore said.
Standing, he walked over to the Goblet. A moment later, the flames flared bright red, and a folded piece of parchment fluttered like a leaf until he snatched it out of the air.
“The Champion for Hogwarts is… Cedric Diggory!”
Cedric smiled handsomely as his classmates cheered loudly. Walking to the front of the hall, he shook the headmaster’s hand and stood next to his head of house, who beamed proudly. Just as the applause was coming to an end, the Goblet spat out a second piece of parchment.
“The Champion for Beauxbatons is… Fleur Delacour!” Dumbledore announced.
Fleur let out a sigh of relief as she got to her feet. Her classmates clapped and cheered while she walked to the front of the hall and took her place in front of a smiling Madam Maxime. The clapping ended sooner for her than it had for Cedric, and there was a long, tense silence for several seconds before the Goblet flared to life for the third and final time.
“And the Champion for Ilvermorny is…”
Dumbledore unfolded the paper, and his white, bushy eyebrows rose sharply on his wrinkled forehead. He was silent for a long moment, and Fleur knew something was wrong. The rest of the students picked up on that when, instead of announcing the name, he walked over to Headmistress Turner and showed it to her. Her brow furrowed with confusion and concern. She shared a long, meaningful glance with Dumbledore before subtly nodding.
“The Champion for Ilvermorny is… Harry Potter.”
A/N: I want to keep this a Harry/Tonks story, but I'm thinking about adding Fleur in for a sex scene or two. Let me know what you guys think in the comments.
Comments
Brian Jordan
I was just rereading chapter 4 and noticed a brief section where Sirius and Andi were concerned that Dumbledore made only a token protest to Harry being in America. Somehow, I am even more curious about Harry's name coming out of the Goblet of Fire and just who arranged it.
SilverMugs
I think the addition of Fleur could be done well potentially. This feels like an intimate story centred around the family though, so no more than that would seem appropriate. I love how it never even crossed the mind of Tonks or Harry to go. The actual understanding that the government there and its people are hostile to Harry continuing to draw breath is rarely seen.
Brian Jordan
My curiosity is focused on how Harry's name came out of the Goblet (that it would happen was never in doubt). A separate name for whoever should have been the Ilvermorny champion seems unlikely since Harry is apparently stuck with the role (though that could have been a reasonable assumption on Dumbledore's part).
Doug Barton
Another great chapter for one of my faves. 😁 My only question, "Smiling, Harry kissed the top of her and lightly caressed ..." Top of her WHAT? I must know the answer to this! LOL
Doug Barton
Yeah, I thought that was cute. I like the way that he writes Tonks, strong and confident 95% of the time, but also very much cares about what's important to her. I'm ambivalent about adding Fleur here. I like a good Honks story, and it's one of my favorite ships, but I'm also a big Flowerpot fan. I could see a relationship developing there where Fleur values their friendship so much that it's clear to Dora that she'd never steal Harry from her, but Dora feels sorry for Fleur (because boys) and ends up willing to share. I think that could be a really good story, but I could also see a really strong story in Harry and Dora loving and supporting Fleur as friends, and helping her find her own happiness. That one line about "better than being stared at like a Parisian whore" really touched me.
J.Rogue
I don’t know, tonks seemed awfully possessive when they were at the tournament in the last chapter.
Harvey Nichols
Adding Fleur is always the right move
Victor Martinez
Always add Fleur
Jeff
Fleur? Yes, please.
Jamie Celtic
Will never say no to tonks and fleur 😉 , the way you have them written in this i think it would mesh well
hnbi
Tonks would 100% be down for Fleur joining them in bad, as would Harry.
SiriusProblem55
I think Fleur joining them would mesh well with this story
TheWickedTruth
Great chapter, I'm all for adding Fleur
Sir_dood134
Already seemed like she would be included as part of a throuple with them. She's meshing so well with them it'd be a shame not to.
ExodiaTheForbiddenOne
Ngl I’m loving the rinks/Harry it’d be nice to read a monogamous fic maybe as a birthday present ?
Stormfox2
I would love Fleur to join in. But that should be the end it will spiral like a friend in need otherwise
SharpShooter345
I wouldn't mind fleur, the connection is there that both Harry and Tonks like her
SharpShooter345
Or Katie bell
Wintercolt1998 No
I would even add Fleur permanently but only her.
Woolleymammoth
I would Fleur & Angelina or Penelope Clearwater (age reduced to be a 7th year at Hogwarts) that way Harry has ONE girl from each of the three schools
yan boul
I'm fine with Fleur 2 his not too much especially if the 3 people in the relationship are okay what I hate to see his shit that will bring to the British Ministry lol it is over 5000km and are name it.Sould not even be connected by his but they will try it.
TommyTheStory
I just live this story!
Ryan
More is not always better don’t listen to them, however I do in this case like the idea of adding Fleur whether it’s full time or in a few scenes. Harry/Tonks/Fleur is also my favorite anyway and we’re lacking good stories with the pairing
DirtyBird
I like the idea of adding Fluer. You have the basis for friendship already set and it could flow pretty naturally.
Kurozake
I am happy as long as you don't just drop a free Hermione into the relationship. In "A Friend in Need" and "Forever in a Day" it seemed to me as if you were building pairings (Harry/Tonks/Fleur and Harry/Suzette) with some additional mostly sexual partners and then Hermione was dropped into the relationship like that free extra from a discount (Buy 2, get 1 Hermione for free).
Sidraef
I could see Harry and Tonks being great friends for Fleur. Especially with the scene you set about Hogwarts’ boys. If that blossom into more I’d love to see it have a natural course.
Matt
If u do add fleur please don't add anyone else, what makes this story so good is the connection of harry/tonks. Fleur though feels like she would fit in with them nicely
Professor Quill
I know, I've learned from that.
Wes
A couple of scenes would be ok, but I'd prefer it if you kept the relationship mostly Harry/Tonks
Ironcoil
I like the idea of Fleur needing to work really hard to get the attention of them both. I’m also really looking forward to seeing how different Hermione is given that she never met Harry. Did she make it out of Halloween intact? Is she still a student there? Will she be one of those that Harry rescues now that he will be at Hogwarts? Or is she one of the many Claws that will keep to herself? Looking forward to reading about it. Thanks!
jp9901
Keep Fleur as a friend. Keep this fic strictly Honks
Joshua Naugle
Add Fleur and only her. Her and Tonks already get along as is. Plus I like Harry/Fleur more than Harry/Tonks. Haha
Jeromey Johnson
If you do. Have it be Fleur chasing after both of them/tonks being the one she realizes she has to seduce at the same time in order to join the two. Or something like that. Wouldn’t want to see it be an easy thing…
Jas
If want you to add Fleur then it should only be tonks and Fleur . I feel like adding any more would be too much.
Captain Hair
Just remember, involving Fleur started the avalanche in A Friend in Need.
Sin Hunter
There’s never anything wrong with adding Fleur in either a lemon or just adding her into the pairing.
tornadoboy
On fleur, All I'll say is remember how friend in need eventually spiralled. I know it's tempting to add to the stable but I'd also be wary of having the beats become too similar to friend
Erinnyes
I will never vote against including Fleur. If I ever do, shoot the obvious changeling and come find me, I've been kidnapped. 😁 Great chapter!
Daemonioros
Certainly would appreciate seeing Fleur in a few threesomes with them. Seems like that could work well here.
Greensplatt
I'm 100% good with Fleur joining in
Darth Reven
More is better I honestly feel like this is perfect for Hary harem with Tonk being the main girl then could add Fleur and from hogwart girls add in Hermione as well as Susan bone then Dalphne and Padma. More is always better lol
ltibbs
Fleur and tonk stories are some of my favorites so I say yeah add her.
UnlimitedLikes
more is always better.
