Harry Potter and the Raiding of Panties
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Adult +
Chapters:
2
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25,727
Reviews:
6
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Currently Reading:
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Category:
Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
25,727
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter or any properties therein nor do I make any money from what I write about Harry Potter or anything else in his franchise
Gossip leads into...
Alright, after some thought, I’ve decided to upload a small piece I wrote as a continuation to the story. It turns out that I’m a cruel man, however, because there’s actually no action in this chapter—it merely hints that things that may come. ‘May’ being the operative word.
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“Hi, Harry.”
There was always an awkward silence when talking to Luna Lovegood—you could never tell if she was actually addressing you or if she really expected an answer. It became painfully obvious to everyone that she did, in fact, expect an answer when she didn’t move. She was standing almost directly behind Harry, holding out a small box wrapped in a pink ribbon.
“Uh, hey, Luna—”
“I got you a present,” she raised the box a little. “It was something I thought you might like.”
“That’s uh really something a gift is, isn’t it?” Harry smiled.
“Well go on,” Luna murmured, clasping her hands in front of her like an eager child, “open it!”
Harry gulped, pulling off the flimsy ribbon. He peeled back the edge of the box. His heart jumped into his throat when he saw a pair of frilly yellow see through panties.
“Enjoy, Harry,” Luna smiled. “I might ask for them back.” She twirled around on the balls of her feet, making her skirt fly up before she quickly walked away. Harry swore she wasn’t wearing any underwear—well, he was holding them!
“Blimey, Harry, what was all that about?” Ron murmured. “What’s in the box?”
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“Hi, Harry.”
There was always an awkward silence when talking to Luna Lovegood—you could never tell if she was actually addressing you or if she really expected an answer. It became painfully obvious to everyone that she did, in fact, expect an answer when she didn’t move. She was standing almost directly behind Harry, holding out a small box wrapped in a pink ribbon.
“Uh, hey, Luna—”
“I got you a present,” she raised the box a little. “It was something I thought you might like.”
“That’s uh really something a gift is, isn’t it?” Harry smiled.
“Well go on,” Luna murmured, clasping her hands in front of her like an eager child, “open it!”
Harry gulped, pulling off the flimsy ribbon. He peeled back the edge of the box. His heart jumped into his throat when he saw a pair of frilly yellow see through panties.
“Enjoy, Harry,” Luna smiled. “I might ask for them back.” She twirled around on the balls of her feet, making her skirt fly up before she quickly walked away. Harry swore she wasn’t wearing any underwear—well, he was holding them!
“Blimey, Harry, what was all that about?” Ron murmured. “What’s in the box?”