I Might be a Fake Wizard

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Ah, Hawaii. It is one of the most peaceful places you can find on Earth. It treats your eyes with the prettiest scenery you want to see—the beach, white sand, blue water, and hot babes. The warm sunlight and the breezy wind were a perfect combination. Harry might not care much about the big-titted ladies—he did, a little—but he liked the vibe very much.

"I don't want to jinx it, but I hope this lasts forever," Harry muttered as he sank deeper into his chair.

"Spending your time here is a waste, handsome. Why don't you join me for some fun?"

The feminine, sensual voice beside Harry made him turn his head. A beautiful black-haired lady with a pair of hypnotising black eyes stared at Harry hungrily. Her black bikini only covered enough not to disturb the public, showing off her enviable figure and great assets. Harry whistled appreciatively, making the woman puff her chest more.

"Looking for a husband, Sweetheart? You might have found him," Harry teased.

"Oh, where is he? I can't find him," the woman shot back, smirking.

"Come here, my sweet liquorice," Harry pulled the woman onto his lap. "Do you want to be spoiled?"

"Ah, yes, Daddy, please…"

Lily came in time to witness the scene. She had to clear her throat in annoyance to remind the two they were in public. Harry leered at Lily appreciatingly. She was wearing a pair of red bikini with a sash wrapped around her waist. She didn't like the sun much, so she was wearing a hat and sunglasses. Unlike the sexy Bellatrix, Lily looked elegantly stunning.

"Hello, my Turkish Delight. Come join us," Harry cooed.

"That's not going to happen," Lily deadpanned. "I don't want to get arrested for indecency."

"It's America, Baby. They are used to a public show of affection."

"Yeah, not exhibitionism."

Harry opened his mouth but closed it immediately. He was about to deny the accusation but then realised he might use Magic on the Muggles to make them ignore whatever he was doing with his lovers. However, he would only do it if they wanted it. He wouldn't force his lovers to do something they didn't want.

"I like that idea. Sounds hot," Bella whispered hotly, grinding on Harry's hip.

"Don't be such a crude, Bella," Lily scolded.

"All right, Mum. You are the boss," Bella snickered as she pulled away from Harry.

Lily sat on the chair on Harry's right and Bella on his left. Harry waved his wand, summoning three opened coconuts. He gave one each to his lovely ladies and then enjoyed the coconut with them. He noted with disappointment that the coconut didn't taste heavenly even though it tasted good. The movies he had watched in his last life made him think it would taste special.

"This is my first time drinking coconut water," Harry remarked.

"Me too," Bella chimed in.

"I can understand Bella, but didn't you live with Petunia? You went to the beach at least once in with them, didn't you?" Lily asked, slightly confused.

Harry hummed softly. "They provided everything for me but fun. They didn't hate me but didn't love me either."

Bella winced and Lily wanted to bury herself in the sand for stepping on a landmine on her own accord. Harry was too caught up with his wistful memory to assure Lily he was fine with it. Even when he was out of his reverie, he still didn't say anything to Lily. He might have forgiven her but would never say she didn't do anything wrong. Both parties had to accept the drama between them was an embarrassing debacle.

"I have moved on and you should too, Lils. I have heard too many apologies from you in your sleep," Harry said after a few minutes of silence. "I am willing to bury all of that rage to maintain this peaceful moment we have."

"I am sorry, Harry, for everything," Lily said softly, sadness dripping into her words.

Harry waved his hand dismissively with a lazy smile. Lily immediately realised she was ruining the mood and moved on. They chatted about mundane things and their usual dynamic eventually returned. Fleur joined them a few minutes later. Her face was marred with a scowl and her cheeks flushed with anger. Harry immediately stood up and wrapped his arms around her. Fleur immediately calmed down and melted into his embrace.

"Is there any reason why my marshmallow is so angry?"

"Those pigs! They can't even keep themselves three meters away from me. They even dare to touch me. I can't believe it!"

Oh, she is angry. "Is that why you are covering your body?"

"Yes. I don't want their gaze to taint my body."

"Hm. Can't have fun that way, can we?"

Harry unzipped the jacket covering Fleur and took it off. Fleur was wearing a sexy one-piece swimsuit that covered more than Lily and Bella's bikinis did. Unfortunately for her, her Veela heritage made the men around her crazy at the sight of her skin. The Magicals could resist her allure better, but they were surrounded by Muggles.

Harry was determined to have Fleur enjoy the vacation so he wouldn't have any of that. He invited the three women to have some fun and walked to the shore. On their way, many eyes lay upon them. They were an attractive bunch, after all. Some men briskly made their way to Fleur which was Harry's cue to act.

I Am Untouchable!

What is the rawest and strongest emotion that pushes humanity thus far? Fear. It gives you a sense of urgency. It sends your instinct into overdrive, pushing yourself to do your best to survive. Harry had the exact opposite of Veela's allure. His oppressive presence shied everyone away and rendered lesser men useless. The lust that Fleur's allure caused was quickly forgotten thanks to the fear that shook the men to their core.

"These women are horny," Bella remarked, looking at the gaze the women sent to Harry.

"Yeah, they are," Fleur hissed, hugging Harry's arm close to her chest.

"They can look but not touch. Let them wallow in their misery," Lily laughed derisively.

Harry chuckled at the situation but inwardly wondered why his lovers got more aggressive upon coming to the US. He was surrounded by women too in Britain, but it had never caused his lovers to get territorial. Harry immediately realised the straightforwardness of the Americans made his lovers worry. It was amusing but understandable.

They were joined by Charlus, Draco, and Narcissa a moment later. Harry made sure to praise Narcissa's yellow bikini that matched her blonde hair greatly. It covered her decently, but the innocent look suited her. They played with the water until a couple of girls invited them to a volleyball match. Harry accepted the offer before the sheltered Magicals could ask what volleyball was.

Harry, Narcissa, and a girl called Patricia were in a team together. The other team was Bella, Lily, and Charlus.

"I don't know how this is played," Narcissa admitted.

"Relax. I am going to cover your back," Harry assured.

"Oh, yes, cover my back, Harry!" Patricia said sensually.

Bella and Lily had a stoic face but were seething inside. Fleur who didn't get to play also shared their mood. Fleur came to the court and put her hand on Charlus' shoulder. She squeezed the confused teen's shoulder and whispered eerily in his ear.

"If you lose, I will turn you into a seagull."

"W- Why are you punishing me for Harry's infidelity?" Charlus protested.

"Just know that your Mum is backing me up on this," Fleur smirked.

"…"

Charlus scowled and glared at an oblivious Harry. Harry took that as a challenge and went all out. Charlus was imagining himself turning into a seagull for the rest of the vacation when Harry kept scoring. Unexpectedly, Patricia tripped many times in the middle of the game, giving Charlus a lot of chances to score. Strangely, his mother and his Aunt Bella were not Happy.

Charlus had to get out of his euphoric state to realise why the two females in his team were not happy and why Fleur was glaring dagger at him. Patricia kept tripping and somehow always landed on Harry's hip. Charlus wanted to cry. He didn't want to have anything to do with Harry's affair. The bastard should just blow up, carrying all his problems with him.

"I won…but at what cost!?" Charlus lamented dramatically on the court after winning the match.

"Are you okay, kid?" Harry asked curiously as he walked to Charlus.

"You! You don't know what your horny bum has caused to me!" Charlus grumbled.

"Yeah, sorry for that. They have been jumpy since they arrived here."

"Huh? So you are aware. Then, control your dick, please," Charlus deadpanned.

"I hadn't even flirted with any girls other than those three," Harry sighed exasperatedly.

"Maybe it's the Magic around here. Now that I properly feel it, there is a distinct difference between the Magic here and in Britain." Charlus suddenly had a thoughtful look. "Do you think there is a female Vampire nearby? I hear their breath can enslave men. Maybe, that's why—"

"Shut it, will you! Please, don't jinx our vacation," Harry scolded.

Charlus scoffed but quickly became serious. As part of the Magical Society, he knew how powerful words could be. They had had enough. They didn't need another challenge to spice up their lives.