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HP: The Stealing Isn't That Bad! Is It?

Everybody learns things from their childhood, be it their good manners, bad manners, or something as small as speaking manners. And just like this They learn things in their childhood like playing, seeing some truths, some lie, stealing and many other things. All it comes downs to environment and how the child is getting raised most of the time. So, what forced Harry to learn stealing did it something happen when he was a child or something else entirely.

Player0273 · Livros e literatura
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"There are unconfirmed rumors Harry... that your Godfather was the one that betrayed your parent's location to Voldemort." Nicholas said softly as he removed his glasses.

"Of course, nothing has been proven yet." Nicholas quickly added when he saw Harry's expression. "Calm down Harry."

"He was the reason my parents were murdered." Harry said. He clenched his fist and was surprised to see that his hands were shaking. He rarely got angry, and feeling it now surprised him.

"That's why you need to write to Remus. If he is part of the real Marauders that created the map like you suspected, maybe he can shed light on why you ended up with the Dursley's instead of following your parent's will." Nicholas said.

"I'll write him later." Harry said. He stood up and headed towards the window and observed the rain that fell down heavily. "When will I get the venom from Georgina?"

"When you get back to school." Nicholas said. "Write to this Remus Lupin alright?"

"I will." Harry said. He remembered that Tonks was waiting for him and he waved good bye to the old man and faded back to France. Tonks always knew the right words to say.

"Harry?"

The young thief stopped watching the duel between Tonks and Julian and looked up to see his betrothed smiling at him.

"Hi Flour." Harry said, hoping to get a rise of his betrothed. He patted the spot beside him and continued watching his familiar battle a master dueler.

"Harry, would you like to learn something new?" Fleur asked. She looked at Tonks who had just finished the dueling exercise and was now taking notes from her father. Perfect.

"New?" Harry asked. "Will it be fun?"

"I'm sure you'll enjoy it." Fleur said. Jealous of her other friends in Beauxbatons who have experience in kissing boys, the young quarter veela decided to rectify the situation.

"What is it?" Harry looked at her and she smiled and placed both hand on his cheeks.

"This."

Suddenly Fleur leaned closer to her future husband and gave him a deep kiss right on the mouth.

"Mmmmphh." Harry tried to ask what she was doing but he felt something invade his mouth. He realized it was Fleur's tongue and he looked wide eyed at his future wife.

Harry didn't know what was happening, but one thing he was sure though was he liked it. Fleur finished her kiss and leaned back and smiled at seeing her betrothed's dazed look.

"Well? Do you like this new game?" Fleur asked sweetly.

"Can we do it again?" Harry asked, his eyes wide as he looked at the older girl.

Fleur gave a sly look at Tonks who was watching them and kissed her betrothed once more. Her Mama was right, Harry was ready for the next stage of their relationship.

"What do you think you are doing?"

Fleur smirked and tossed her hair making the older witch scowl with annoyance. She had just kissed her betrothed for the first time, and after leaving him in a daze in the garden, she was confronted by the Auror trainee inside the kitchen.

"What do you mean?" Fleur asked, keeping her tone neutral, though her face showed amusement.

"You know what I mean!" Tonks hissed. "He's not ready for that! He's too young!"

"On the contrary Zonks, I think Harry is pretty good for his first kiss." Fleur said. "He is much better than the boy from whom I got my fist kiss from school."

"It's Tonks!" The auror trainee clenched her fists. She itched to give the young brat a proper lesson, but she decided not to. Getting kicked out of the Delacours' house was not a good idea, especially right in the middle of the Holiday season. "What were you thinking kissing Harry like that?!"

"He is old enough." Fleur looked at her nails and raised an eyebrow at Tonks. "You forget Honks..."

"It's Tonks!"

"Whatever... Harry is my betrothed. We will marry once I am of age." Fleur said."You do not have a say in what me and Harry choose to do in our free time."

"And you forget, Flour." Tonks copied Harry's nickname for the Delacour Heiress and she smiled when she saw the teenager's face scrunch up in annoyance. "Harry is my familiar and we share a deep bond between us that you can only dream about. And I say what you're just doing... this to get even with me."

"I admit part of it is that." Fleur said. "I also want to practice, and giving my betrothed early lessons in kissing will help us in our relationship for our future."

"He's not even thirteen yet!" Tonks argued.

"He will be in a few more months!" Fleur shot back. "And you saw that he asked for a second kiss." Fleur giggled at the memory, relieved that Harry started to show interest in her.

"Because you forced him into that situation. I don't want you leading my poor Harry into some hideous plot." Tonks warned the younger girl, her eyes flashing in warning.

"I am not leading him into anything." Fleur said. She looked at the flustered trainee auror and realization dawned in her eyes. "I see now, you are jealous."

"Jealous?" Tonks scoffed. "I'm not jealous. I'm just worried about Harry. You break his heart and I'll break your nose." The trainee auror raised her fist in front of Fleur for emphasis.

"You are jealous because I kissed Harry." Fleur said, ignoring the threat.

"Why would I be?" Tonks had an idea and decided to use it against the young girl. "Harry and I bathed dozens of times, together. There's no need for me to get jealous over a lousy kiss."

"You bathed together?" Fleur's eyes widened in shock.

"Many times." Tonks said smugly.

"Naked?" Fleur whispered.

"Of course." Tonks smirked. "You can ask him about it, I know all his favorite spots to rub too. Do you know what they are?"

Fleur took deep breaths until she couldn't take it anymore and ran out of the kitchen, and straight towards her mother for some advice.

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