Harry Potter-Harry Potter/Apolline Delacour

Harry stepped into the bedroom. He had heard her voice calling to him from outside in the hallway. So soothing and alluring, you wouldn’t think it came from an older woman. But she wasn’t exactly human either. All of the different creatures he had encountered in his visits to wizard society and these Veela women were still the most memorable to him.

He almost stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her. Her back was turned to him, that silvery blonde hair of hers was pulled up into a series of ornate buns, as if she were a noblewoman at court. Her only wearing a short sleeved black lace corset with only a white thong on, her plump and delicious ass pilling out, he couldn’t look away, while she was making her bed, fluffing up the pillows, tending to everything with a feather duster making sure everything looked perfect. Staring at her for too long, she felt his gaze and suddenly perked up as if something had jolted her.

Harry froze up when she turned around to look at him. She wasn’t wearing much at all, but he was totally naked, had been since totally nude since he arrived at their mansion, and waltzing into the lady’s bedroom, he felt like a trespasser. He was sure he had heard her beckoning him here from outside the hallways, but now he was wondering if he had been hearing things. Invited to the Delacour mansion as an honored guest and alone with the lady of the house in nightwear at this time of day while she was minding her own business. But when she turned to look at him, she was already smiling cutely even before she looked at him, all his worries went straight out the window.

Gorgeous enough on her own but in that sunlight, her beauty was radiant. Their kind really were naturally hypnotic to look at, even on an older woman like her. That didn’t make her any less beautiful, she didn’t have deep lines impressed deep into her skin, rather the soft lines on her face only beginning to cross on her features, making her look more refined rather than aged, and those eyes of hers sparkling with a childlike exuberance, you would feel honored to have such a vixen look at you. He was no innocent boy anymore after having arrived here at the Delacour family manor, but in front of her, he felt like one all over again.

In that short sleeved black lace corset that hugged her erotic body with only a white thong on, in that afternoon sunlight she was a feast for the eyes. Long silvery blonde hair, her wear left little to the imagination, he already knew she had a bigger rack than her daughters no matter how modestly she dressed that’s how well endowed she was, but her cleavage right now was fully bared to him in her little outfit, her tits were all but naked to him. The way she was looking at him, he had to look down, but that only had him all but gawking at her massive breasts. Making things better was that he could actually see her nipples poking out through the fabric. Apolline was always a woman of class and right now was no exception, she so well dressed and right now was no exception. Elegant and sexy and practically naked before him.