The Beast Within - Chapter 14

Harry strolled over to where Agda was currently surrounded by dragon handlers. She noticed his approach and stepped out of the group. The witches and wizards around her were visibly disappointed. Harry hid a small smile as she met him halfway.

"You have bred the other two." Agda stated. "You have shown you are clever enough to catch the green and strong enough to tame the red. I require you prove yourself in a practical manner."

"Name it." Harry said.

"Show you can provide for my clutch." Agda kept her gaze steady.

"Any requests?" Harry chuckled.

"Fish is a rare treat." Agda turned back toward the group of dragon handlers.

Harry smiled as the magical folk happily welcomed her back. It wasn't until she started to speak with Charlie that he realized the conversation had been in English. He didn't know if that meant she was smarter than the others, or that Sian and Xia chose not to.

The Black Lake was the best option for fish. He ignored the Aurors that fell into step as he walked the distance to the shore. Nym and Hestia were among the group of seven. They had spread out in a half-circle a distance behind him.

Harry wasn't sure what kinds of fish lived in the lake. He knew that there merfolk, but they were sentient, so he didn't list them as fish. Billie the Giant Squid also lived in the lake, but she was not even close to being an option. Not only was she awesome, but she was also incredibly gentle with students when she played with them. She especially liked apple slices.

There was only one way to find out for sure.

Harry took off at a run once the lake was in sight. He launched himself into the air and cut through the surface of the water with barely a splash. The lake was much colder than the pool at the Tonks Residence. It wasn't nearly as clear either. Thankfully, he could still see well enough to navigate. Not that he had a destination in mind.

Swimming around until he caught enough fish hadn't been the most thorough idea.

He paused as movement inside a thick tangle of underwater vegetation caught his attention. Slowly, he sliced through the water toward the point of interest. Multiple squid-like creatures hid inside the patch of long reeds. On closer inspection, they weren't so much squid-like. They looked more akin to the bastard love-child between a mermaid and an octopus, but with little clawed three-fingered hands.

Grindylow. The name came to mind. Professor Lupin had covered them in DADA last year. Aquatic creatures known for their cruelty and swarm tactics. They were magical animals, not intelligent like other non-humans. He couldn't recall a mention of them being edible, but that was a topic usually covered. Most people weren't too keen on eating something vaguely humanoid. Granted, this aquatic pest was closer to a piranha than a person, but they still had something close enough to resemble a face to give pause.

Harry was about to continue on when one of the creatures spotted him. It let out a chittering cry that captured the attention of the others nearby. For a brief moment the grindylows and Harry stared at each other. Then the creatures burst into motion. A cluster of at least twelve of the things rushed him. He held up his hands to block his face as they got closer. Their needle thin teeth and jagged claws scrapped along his scaled skin. The fact that they couldn't pierce his scales didn't seem to register and they continued to swarm around him in a feeding frenzy.

It was only a matter of time before they found somewhere on his body soft enough. Thankfully, in this form, their options were limited. His member rested in a protective pouch when he wasn't aroused,  which only left his eyes and mouth as a possible weak point. He wasn't going to let them try.

Harry grabbed the closest one and ripped off one of its tentacle legs. It let out a screech but didn't slow its attack. The only thing he could thing to try was to use their own tactics against them. Harry snatched the one he had just injured and bit a chunk out of it.

That seemed to give the swarm pause. For a moment he thought that maybe he had underestimated their intelligence. Maybe they were merely trying to protect their territory from an invading threat. That thought was crushed as the other grindylows quickly devoured the injured one.

Harry idly chewed the chunk of grindylow as their attention had shifted away for him for the moment. He wasn't usually a fan of sea food, but the creature tasted pretty good. A feral grin crossed his face. It looked like he found a food source. The chunk of water around him churned as he started to harvest the creatures. There was a whirlpool visible to the naked eye on the surface. The dark water had an unmistakable crimson tint to it.

The water returned to its placid state after a few minutes. Harry emerged from the lake carrying half a dozen grindylow corpses in one hand while he carried the heads in his other. His scaled skin was marked by a few superficial scratches, but they weren't even deep enough to make him bleed.

He strolled over to the entry to Agda's enclosure and waited for her to see him. As much as he wanted to claim her, he wasn't going to rush. She had said her kind looked for practical qualities. Patience was one that he would add to that classification.

Agda sniffed the air. She turned to face him and smiled at what she saw. His natural body heat had already dried the water that had clung to him. Now, he stood patiently waiting with a bundle of food.

Once more, she excused herself from the handlers. A playful smile crossed her face as she approached him. She inclined her head to the collection of grindylows and their heads.

"I wasn't sure if you wanted the heads." Harry held up the hand holding them.

Agda took one from the bunch. She bit into it like an apple. Her jaw stopped working after a couple of chews. She tossed the head over her shoulder before she turned away to spit out the bite. Sheepishly, she turned back to face him.

"No, thank you." Agda motioned for the other hand.

Harry complied.

She took a bite of one of the grindylows. Her eyes went wide, and her chewing sped up. She quickly finished the rest of the grindylow. Harry smiled as she licked her fingers. He turned and tossed the bundle of heads back into the water.

"That was wonderful." Agda let out a soft sigh.

"Save the rest for later." Harry teased as he walked into the enclosure.

Harry set the remaining bundle of grindylow near the nest. Agda stepped into the enclosure but didn't come in all the way. Seeing this, Harry walked back over to her. He moved carefully as to not spook her. She didn't flee, which he took as a good sign. He placed a hand on Agda’s cheek, and gently pressed his lips to hers. Agda let out a soft whimper, and Harry could feel her tremble at the contact. He probed with his tongue, gently swiped at her lips and teeth.

Agda soon pulled away, panting heavily. Her chest heaved and trembled, but Harry didn’t have time to appreciate it, as she descended on him. Her mouth latched onto his neck and raked her teeth along his skin.

Her hand rested against his chest, and another took to his waist. Agda was more intuitive than the other dragons, but she was still inexperienced. He bit her lip gently as he pulled away, letting it pop out of his mouth. Agda whimpered ever so softly. The wonderful sound inspired him to continue.

Harry peppered kisses down her neck. With her mouth free, Agda couldn’t stop the string of moans that left her mouth. Acting on instinct, he bit her shoulder. The brief taste of blood spurred on the feral part of his need. He led her deeper into the enclosure. With no better options, they collapsed on the ground to continue their tryst.  Agda lay on her back. She held her arms out to him, and her legs were spread wide.

"Breed me." She whispered.

Harry let out a wordless growl as he gripped her hips and thrust forward. He sheathed himself completely within her with one stroke. Harry began thrusting into her in earnest. Agda wrapped her legs around his hips, using them to push them together even more powerfully.

His entire being seemed to be focused on fucking her. Agda did her very best to match his energy. The sound of flesh against flesh was interrupted by moans that occasionally produced small bursts of fire.

Harry kissed her hard as he added more power to his hips. Her sharp teeth grazed against his tongue. He leaned back, pressing her legs together, and tossing them over one of his shoulders. Lifting her up, he began to slam his aching cock at a feral speed.

Agda mewled as he pounded into her. A jolt of pure pleasure rocketed through his body as she clamped down on his cock. He couldn't move, not that he wanted to while her pussy massaged his shaft, trying to coax the cum from his balls. Every muscle in his body tightened as the first shot of cum let loose. Each pulse after was accompanied by another full-body flex. It was as if every single muscle in his body was trying to pump his seed as deeply as he could.

Agda moaned underneath him. Eventually, she released him. Harry fell on the ground beside her. She tossed a leg over him, pulling him closer.

"You can't stay, can you?" Agda asked.

"No, but I'll be back soon." Harry stroked her along her spine.

They settled into silence, just enjoying each other. Agda clicked her tongue.

"Your handlers are here for you." Agda sighed.

"I'll be back soon." Harry kissed her forehead.

Slowly, he got to his feet. His body began to shift back to his human form as he walked over to the assembled Aurors and Dragon Handlers. He shivered as his scales returned to skin.

"Sweet Merlin!" Nym rushed over to him.

Harry laughed as she wrapped him in her Auror robes.

"Well, now I know how you tamed the dragons." Nym mumbled.

"Don't worry, Nym." Harry winked at her. "You'll get a taste soon."

"Watch it, Potter." Nym growled.

~§~

Barty Crouch stomped into the council room with his usual severity. He wasn't one to suffer fools, or to mince words. The Tri-Wizard Tournament was an undertaking that required many, many people working together. That meant bureaucracy, overly long meetings, and wizards who thought they were more important than they actually were.

"Mister Crouch." One of the assembled board addressed the wizard. "What is so important that we had to meet now?"

"The first two tasks need to be reworked." Barty Crouch answered simply.

"What?" One of the other wizards squawked. "How is that possible?"

"The dragons are unable to participate due to being pregnant." Crouch replied.

"How can a dragon be pregnant?" One of the others cried. "They lay eggs."

Barty didn't bother to respond to the question.

"The Mer-People in Black Lake refuse further negotiations due to feeling threatened." Mister Crouch finished. "With the dragons and merfolk unable to assist with the tasks, they will need to be reworked."

"This is a disaster." Ludo Bagman bemoaned. "What caused all of this?"

"Harry Potter." Barty Crouch replied.

"Oh." Ludo slumped in his chair. "What can we do?"

"As I said." Barty Crouch glared at the hapless wizard he had been forced to work with. "We need to rework the first two tasks. The frame-work is still viable, but the events are no longer available. We can still have the champions retrieve an item in the first task that is a riddle for the second."

"Has the construction of the Golden Eggs completed?" One of the wizards asked.

"No." Barty Crouch replied. "I ordered the craftsmen to stop once I was informed of the news."

"At least that's one thing." Ludo muttered. "Does anyone have any ideas?"