Mad Snorkacks and Englishmen

A/N:

LoMarie, I am so sorry I squicked you, but considering the slant of your other reviews, I think it’s safe to say we know who caused the squickage in that scene, lol. Yeah, I gave my reasons for why I thought the trio might be pushed to try something like that, and I saw it as a kind of growing experience in their friendship dealing with extenuating circumstances, but I can understand why some might object to it. As for the Harry/Luna thing, let me just assure you that I knew exactly where I was going with this story when I put it in that category shipping. I would never write a Harry/Ginny in a million years, but as for them having sex, canon has to be dealt with in some way. I wanted to create a situation where all of the UST in this triangle could come to a head, as it were, so I hope this chapter works for you. I never cared much for Ginny in the series, but I have to say, in deciding to include her in this story and write from her point of view, I’ve grown to respect her a little more. I still think Luna is better for Harry, though, even if there wasn’t a BDSM layer to their relationship. One question though, since I used to dislike Ron, too, until fanfic let me see another side of him, do you just not like his character and that carries over into the fanfics you read, or is it the Ron that I’m writing that you find unsatisfying? ‘Cause, I do like his character, but here in this story, I am trying to show both his flaws and his merits. Hope he is coming out balanced, at least. Okay, enough with the long winded response!

Here is the quickie response to the last chapter. Thanks, guys, for all your great reviews!




Chapter 25: The Stellar Gypsies









Harry looked from one girl to the other as he waited for a reply. When both witches hesitated, he decided to get a little firm. He didn’t have time to play games and he needed to get to the bottom of this quickly, if for no other reason than because he desperately wanted his cock inside Luna as soon as possible. He turned to look behind him to the barn structure and then motioned the girls to follow him.





“Let’s not wait out here like sitting ducks, we need to get to some cover,” he explained.





Luna and Ginny each picked up a bag filled with something heavy and then ran up behind him as his long stride took him to the entrance rather swiftly. He had already checked out the stables earlier; knowing that the house was currently unoccupied he had ventured inside to discover the horses gone but the hay filled and sweet smelling. He’d lit up a kerosene lantern on the side of the wall while he took up a blanket to the rafters to lay down for him and Luna in preparation. The campsite he’d set up with Hermione was not too far away, but this time he’d told her up front that he was going out for a bit while she stood watch. She had looked at him with nothing more than a casual raise of her eyebrow, but hadn’t asked anything about his intentions.





Then again, Hermione hadn’t asked him much since Ron had gone. She was uncommunicative by day, her nose mostly buried in the book Dumbledore gave her, or the book about Dumbledore, and at night, he could hear her faint weeping either coming from in the tent or outside the front flaps. He didn’t know what to say to her, feeling like it had been his fault Ron left in the first place. The only reprieve he got was to fantasize what he was going to do to his girl when he got his hands on her again. It had been hard waiting until the two weeks were up, but he felt it was important to stick with the imposed schedule he’d given Luna. He and Hermione had already jumped to so many sites since they’d left the riverbank that he was getting confused to just how many places they’d actually been. The location from the day before only stood out to the boy because of the snow up on the mountaintops, which had made for a bloody cold night in the tent, so they’d gone south looking for flatter terrain. Harry had been thrilled to find the abandoned farmhouse in his exploring, thinking that the weather was not going to get any better for outdoor sex and that he needed to start considering shelter when he called her. Something about being in another person’s bedroom had unsettled him, though, so he had retreated to the barn to find a suitable place. Then he’d found a wonderful thing.





As both girls made their way through the aisle, poking their heads into each stall to see what was left behind, Harry directed them to the ladder affixed to the strip of wall at the back and pulled off the lamp to take it up to the loft. When he watched them hustle over with their baggage, his curiosity finally got the best of him.





“What’s in the sacks? Is there food in there, by chance?” he asked expectantly.





Luna nodded her head vigorously with a big wide-open smile and the vision of her brightness; the glistening silvery orbs, dazzling grin, translucent skin, and shimmering gold hair, was in such sharp contrast to the darkened space that she stood out like an ethereal apparition in visitation from another realm. He had one hand on a rung while the other clutched the handle of the torch, but he pulled his hand off to reach for his wand in his pocket, casting a hovering charm on the bags to send them up to the loft. Then he held out his hand to the girls to help them in their ascent to follow the food. Luna went first, and when Harry curved his hand around her bottom as he pushed her upwards he stroked it lovingly, only to draw it back sharply as he remembered he was being watched by his ex-girlfriend. He turned to Ginny with a hint of color in his cheeks, but her expression was unreadable as she offered him her hand to be led to the ladder’s slats of wood nailed into the side.





He watched her climb upwards, wanting to put his palm to rest on her arse, too, but thinking that might be pushing it until he understood why Luna had brought her. Touching his face where Ginny had punched him, he thought it would be wise to ask questions first, hands later. He was dead curious as to why she was dressed for an outing while Luna was still in her nightgown. Had the two girls met up somewhere by happenstance? Had Ginny tried to follow Luna? Harry was getting confused by the possibilities but wasn’t so sure he wanted to hear the answer. Whatever was happening was obviously going to upset his plans, and that was hard to get around as a night with Luna was all he’d been looking forward to for three days straight.





When Harry finally climbed his way to the top, bringing the light with him, the witches were sitting casually on the blanket Harry had set out and both turned to watch him shuffle over on his knees across the crunchy hay. Once he was sitting across from them on the woolen layer as well, like three points to a triangle, he took hold of one of the satchels and grabbed the first thing on top. It was a roast beef sandwich and without a second thought he was tearing away the wax paper to eagerly shove one end into his mouth. It tasted absolutely glorious, the best roast beef, surely, that he’d ever eaten. He moaned aloud; his eyes closed as he forced himself to chew a few times before swallowing audibly and letting the meat and bread make its way to his gnawing belly which sounded quite rumbling at the moment as the idea of food was re-introduced into its stimuli. The girls let him eat in silence, and in no time at all he had consumed the sandwich like gulps of air. Ginny reached into the bag to sort a few articles around before producing a bottle of Butterbeer with which he could wash down his meal. He grinned at her as he took hold of the neck and uncorked it, tipping his head back as he loudly drank down the entire contents in a mere handful of swallows, even with his jaw throbbing.





When he had downed it all, he handed back the empty glass as a mighty belch rose up and he tried to diminish it behind the back of one hand. It echoed around the top space like a frog with a Sonorous. He gave a sheepish, sorry, to the girls as they giggled, but it felt so good to have something substantial in his stomach again.





“You just a bit hungry then, Harry?” Ginny asked cheekily with a wistful smile.





“Uh, yeah, you could say that. Although, I managed to break into that house when I came across it and found a couple of tins out of the cupboards for us to eat for lunch and dinner. Not quite the same as real Hogwarts food, though. Thanks so much for bringing it to us,” he added humbly.





“I bet my brother is whinging every minute he doesn’t have something to eat. Hope you told him to shut his piehole and grow some bollocks, otherwise you’ll never hear the end of it.”





Harry stared at her as he tried to puzzle that out. Did Ginny not know Ron was back at home? Or did—did Ron not make it back? The black haired teen suddenly got a twisty feeling in his now filled gut as he worried what might have become of his best mate. He thought sagaciously that it would not be a good time to bring it up with his mate’s sister, however. He did not want her worrying, too, if there was a reasonable explanation behind it all. He played along with her.





“Er, yeah, Ron’s been having a miserable time of it. Not exactly five star accommodations out here.” He suddenly recalled that he was supposed to be finding out why Ginny was here and repeated his earlier question. “Now, you want to tell me what you’re doing here?”





He glanced over at Luna in time to catch her blush deeply and stare down at her knees. Something was definitely going on here and their lagging in giving him information was making him impatient. Ginny started to speak haltingly as she kept looking back at Luna for some kind of confirmation every few words.





“Um, well, Luna…um, thought that…well, perhaps we need—should talk about stuff…and you had given her…a window, I guess. There are a few things you should know.” She looked back at the pale girl who was now wrapping her hands around her throat and then drawing her fingers back twitchingly. Harry reached over to tap on her neck with his wand while absently smacking her hand away. The collar shimmered into view and he heard Ginny choke.





When he shifted his gaze to take in the red-head, her face was accusing as she stared Harry down. She spoke with a bitterness that surprised him.





“Do you make her wear that, too? Are you really going to make her wear a leash?”





Her eyes roamed around the loft as if to seek out proof of the accoutrement’s existence, but her sight landed on the bridle and tack Harry had hauled up here and hung on a post. She paused on the gear and then looked back at him with something approaching horror. Harry couldn’t contain the heat rising up to his face and was sure he had turned bright red.





“Just exactly how much do you know about what I make her wear, Ginny?” he asked with trepidation.





The girl gave him a measured look before answering. “I know enough. I’ve seen your little markings on Luna’s body. What are you going for, Harry? Are you trying to stamp your ownership all over her or something? Because that just seems a tad extreme even for you,” she sneered.





Now Harry was beginning to get a little annoyed. Just how was it that Ginny came to be inspecting Luna’s body, anyway? He didn’t know if he liked where this interrogation was going and he tried to pull the reins back over to his lead. It was time he took control of the questioning, as Luna had a lot to answer for.





“Wait a tic. What are we supposed to be discussing here? Luna? Why don’t you tell me what you were thinking when you brought someone along to this highly secret location without my permission?” he snapped.





Luna was trembling by now and her distress finally broke to the surface as she threw herself to Harry’s lap, lying prostrate with her arms circling his waist while her head fell to his crotch as she wailed.





“I’m so sorry, Harry! I didn’t know what to do! Please, forgive me, Master. Amycus was being so cruel to her, and I just wanted to help. I didn’t mean for it to go so far, I swear! Please, please, don’t be angry with me. I know I disobeyed you, Master; please punish me as you see fit. You should have her. I betrayed you, and now you need to make it right. I’m so scared you’re going to send me away forever, Master, please, please don’t hate me!”





The girl was in a fitful state as she pled her case. Harry didn’t quite know how to respond to such a showing of remorse, but he still wasn’t sure he understood what had happened. He looked to Ginny for a coherent explanation, but the Gryffindor seemed just as plussed by Luna’s outburst. He tried to soothe his angel as her breaths on his groin caused a fluttering in his balls. His fevered brain suddenly flashed on Luna sucking his cock while Ginny watched and his prick twitched at the image.





“Hey, hey, that’s enough, luv. Let’s calm down, yeah? We need to take some deep breaths and start again so I can follow. What’s all this about Amycus? Let’s take it from the top.”





Luna slowed her sobs as she took his command to breathe properly, but she still clutched to him tightly, never moving from her position. Harry looked over to Ginny again for help and it was she who began retelling the story of how they both came to be here.





“Amycus was getting touchy during my detentions. I’m a bit of a project for him and he likes to hand out detention to me as if they were house points. He got a little out of hand recently and I was upset about it. Luna was trying to comfort me and we ended up in her dorm. She took care of me all night. It was a real help to me; I had needed someone to talk to for a while. I think we got some things cleared up about….about you and the two of us. That’s when she told me a little bit about the…stuff you both get up to. I saw the tattoo. You know Luna got in trouble for that, Mr. Smart Thinker?” she informed him sardonically.





“What? How? And what do you mean ‘out of hand’? And what the hell made the three of you think stealing the sword, which is a fake by the way, was a good idea?”





Harry felt overwhelmed by all the information that was suddenly coming at him, trying to sift through the pertinent parts but his mind whirring with too many unanswered thoughts. The idea of Luna being punished for his brand was a sobering one, as was the awful notion that the male Carrow was putting his hands on Ginny. He wasn’t sure what he wanted to find out first, he just wanted this all cleared up as quickly as was feasible. Luna spoke in a tremulous voice from below his belt, making him want to put his hand on her head and card his fingers through her long tresses. She had pulled it back partially with a clip, like she had at the wedding, the effect very fetching on her even with her face buried into his zipper.





“It’s okay, Master. I caught Alecto’s temper in class and she gave me a caning, but I hadn’t anticipated her being able to see through the glamour you put up. She sent me to Snape’s office to be questioned about it, but we ended up having a very enlightening discussion. He was the reason we tried to take Gryffindor’s sword. I’m sure he meant for us to get it to you.”





“Luna, are you mental? Why would Snape want to help me? And like I said, the sword’s a fake, so he was obviously setting you up. I can’t imagine what he asked you about the tattoo, so I’m sorry about that, although I don’t understand how Alecto was able to find it in the first place. She gave you a caning?!”





When Ginny expounded a bit more on the methods Alecto employed for punishment in her classroom, Harry was appalled. He couldn’t believe how far they were being allowed to take things. And Luna thought Snape was a good guy? His mind boggled at what could possibly be going through that greasy git’s mind at the moment.





“Master, I’m the one who’s sorry. They didn’t believe me and I couldn’t block Snape’s Legilimens. I tried, I really did!” she insisted, “I just never got the hang of Occluding my mind. Snape found out we’ve been together, but he told me that it was information he would keep between us. I know he’s trying to protect you, Master.”





“Can I ask for a favor, please?” Ginny suddenly intruded in his thoughts. “Can she not call you ‘Master’ while I’m in your presence, it’s kind of making me nauseous.”





Harry glared at her with a frown before making the concession. “Yeah, alright, fine. It’s just out of habit. It’s not like I make her call me that all the time, you know,” he capitulated.





“Why would you make her call you that at all? Don’t you think it sounds vaguely creepy? Are you going to have her refer to you as her ‘Lord’ next?” the Weasley challenged.





Luna grabbed him more tightly as he wound her locks around his fingers and tugged. He could hear his breathing get heavier, but he maintained to himself that he needed to remain calm. He did not want this little party gathering to end up in a dispute.





“No, Ginny; you’re very funny. If you two spoke about Luna and I, then you must know a bit about how this relationship works, I’m assuming? She usually refers to me that way during sex, okay? I think she’s just feeling a bit vulnerable right now, as I’m sure I’ll find out more about in a moment.” He got another mental picture in his already crowded head and he narrowed his eyes at the Weasley. “What exactly was going on while she ‘comforted’ you anyway?”





Ginny got a very confrontational expression as she raised her chin and stared Harry down. “Did more than you ever bothered to try,” she mocked.





Harry froze as he fervently imagined just what that had entailed. His eyes stayed locked on Ginny’s as he addressed the quivering girl in his lap.





“Lu, sweetie, do you want to explain to ‘Master’ just what you and Ginny did?” he asked, the innocent sing-song quality to his voice doing nothing to mask the demand underneath.





Luna looked up fearfully, but Ginny started to interrupt before the girl got her first word out.





“She went do—,” but Harry flashed his palm to quiet her as he prodded Luna to speak.





“Lu, I asked you a question,” he prompted ominously.





“I pleasured her, Ma—Harry. The way you do to me when I straddle your face. And then I masturbated in front of her while we kissed. I’m sorry, Harry. I thought that maybe you would find it acceptable, but now I don’t know what you’ll think of me.” The blonde turned tearful again as she worried over his response.





Harry was a bit taken aback at how far they’d actually gone. He wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting, but it wasn’t that. He felt torn in how he should feel about it, however. Thinking of the two of them together had fueled more than a few wanks, but having the reality of it shoved in his face when he hadn’t been a part of the decision had rankled his dominant personality. Yet, seeing a picture of Ginny, her legs spread over Luna’s face as the moony girl suckled and tongue fucked that spitfire while the girl moaned like a banshee was pretty powerful to imagine. He wondered if they would be up to a repeat performance. However, none of this answered the original question of why Ginny had been brought to him.





“Okay, luv, don’t get upset again. You weren’t wrong to want to help Ginny---and we’ll hear all about what she’s been put through in a minute---but I’m not exactly thrilled that you went that far without my consent. You don’t always have to comfort someone with oral sex, Lu; you need to stop thinking that it’s the answer to everyone’s depression. But none of this really explains why you thought it wise to bring her here, does it? You could have told me all this without her present,” he admonished, but the girl was quick to give her reasoning this time.





“I know you want her, Harry. I thought that maybe you would want to punish me by taking her while I had to watch.”





Harry couldn’t help himself; his laugh barked out into the night, expelled from his chest before he could even fully comprehend what she was suggesting. The shocked teen looked over to his ex with a grimace.





“And you….agreed to this?” he asked incredulous.





Ginny gave him a slow lopsided smirk before answering huskily. At the sight of her, Harry’s knob was definitely eager to get out of his pants regardless of how his head was beleaguered by all this.





“Oh, I don’t know about that. I’m certainly not going to just lie back and let you have your way with me. Let’s just say I was powerfully interested to see where this all might lead.”





Something about her seductive tone suddenly brought a few things into focus for him, and he gave a quick shake to his head as he remembered that very important distinction in these two relationships he held.





“Okay, wait a minute.” He put his hands up again as he cautioned the girl to reconsider her line of thinking. “You have to understand something, Ginny. This isn’t just a sex game that Luna and I like to play. I’m in love with her.” Ginny’s sexy hint of a smile immediately turned downwards as her face abruptly grew serious.





Harry continued before he got sidetracked by his libido again. “I’m sorry that I screwed things up between us the way I did. I really was trying to keep you safe, and this thing with Luna came totally out of left field. But one thing I’ve realized is that no matter how much I care about you, Gin, what I feel for Luna is a lot more intense and powerful than what you and I ever shared. I can’t deny how I feel about her. She’s right, though, I am attracted to you, and I probably had been for a while before it ever occurred to me to do something about it, but whatever you think is going to happen here you have to understand that it’s not going to change the relationship I have with Lu. She’s mine, and I’m hers. So, think hard about what you want before you start playing around with us, Gin, because I’m not going to suddenly change my mind and come back to you,” he finished soberly.





The girl in his lap had gone very still as he spoke to her friend, but she turned her head to face Ginny as the two of them waited for the red-head to react. Harry tugged on her hair again, pulling her upwards and bidding her to follow his lead. Soon, the girl was sitting properly in his lap, her bum firmly on his cock as he turned her to face their third member; one hand resting on her hip as the other moved up to her neck to snake his fingers through the hoop. He wanted to present to Ginny a very clear idea of how he and Luna worked together. The girl in his arms laid her head back on his shoulder and sighed contentedly, forcing Harry to maintain his control as the need to fuck her savagely took him over again.





Ginny cleared her throat before responding somewhat nervously, her eyes shining. “Um, well, I—I think I knew that about you both already before I came here. It’s, um, kind of obvious that Luna is mad for you. I guess I thought…;” and her voice went very quiet so that Harry had to struggle to hear her, “that you were always meant to be my first. I’m not sure what I’m doing here, really.”





She looked down to her feet as she idly played with her shoelaces, but appeared so lost and sad that Harry felt his chest tighten at the sight of her. He wanted to scoop her up in his arms and kiss her, assuring her with his whispers that it would all be okay, but instead he held on to Luna tighter, not understanding how his loyalties could keep splitting him in half like this. He didn’t know how to proceed and his hesitation vexed him. He couldn’t call himself much of a Master if he wasn’t even able handle this situation, could he now? In the end, it was Luna who showed him the way.





“Harry? Would you like me to get undressed for you?” she suddenly asked as she turned her head to press her lips into his neck. The boy shuddered briefly but his voice was deep and commanding when he replied.





“Yes, I would. Get in the middle here, on your knees, and strip. Then I want your legs apart and put your hands behind your neck, looking at me and only me.”





He let go of her collar and watched her quickly jump to the spot in the center of the blanket, pulling off her dressing gown and lifting up her nightdress over her hips before Harry could even grab his wand to charm a pocket of warm air for the three of them to move around in. By the time he was done, Luna kneeled nude between him and Ginny, posed just like he requested and her eyes on him awaiting her next command. She looked gorgeous and his whole body ached for her as he saw the piercings he gave her again. The idea that he wanted to make more of them down the rest of her body was strong as he envisioned how she would look with a series of rings through her folds and her clitoris.





When he let his gaze wander over to Ginny’s face, he saw definite signs of arousal there, in the way her eyes went glassy as they roved over Luna’s form, and her lips looking so full and plump as she bit the bottom, her chest heaving noticeably under her tee as she got excited by the display. That Monster in his chest came back with a roar and he wanted to see her come all of a sudden, wanted to watch her face as Luna dove into her cunt and egged on her climax. And he wanted to direct it all while he fucked his blonde beauty from behind. The power of the suggestion had his dick so hard he was worried it would split a hole in the denim of his jeans before much longer. He slid closer to Luna’s body, but then turned to look straight into Ginny’s face as he plunged two of his fingers deep into Luna’s core. The girl under his hand arched violently as she cried out and he shook with his desire, but kept his green eyes fixed on the red-head the entire time.





As he started to pump inside the soaking wet tunnel, Ginny moaned lightly before she could contain it and froze guiltily as she watched Harry’s expression. He knew his own wild need must be stamped on his face, but he spoke calmly to her as he made his next move.





“Would you like to get undressed, too, Ginny?” he asked in a timbre thick with his lust.





Her mouth had dropped open; as if she had planned on answering before thinking better of it, yet she merely nodded her head once curtly and then looked down to grab the hem of her shirt. When she pulled it over her head, Harry had a well lit view of her perky breasts, the tips a rosy hue while her freckles glimmered in the kerosene’s brightness. They were petite yet firm, perhaps not as full as the luscious globes on Luna’s body but certainly with their own charm, and Harry loved that he was able to compare the two pairs of breasts in such close confinement. He twined his hand around Luna’s long locks again and tugged her head backwards as he shoved another finger in her and continued fucking her insides with them. She obediently spread her knees farther so he could have complete access. Her breathy moans distracted him from Ginny for a moment, and he bent his head to bite onto her nipple, taking the silver hoop in his teeth and pulling backwards while he heard the girl under him whine louder. He turned back to his other girl and eagerly witnessed her unbuttoning her khakis and slowly sliding them over her hips. When she laid back on the ground so that she could pull them off comfortably in one swoop, Harry heard his own moan added to the mixture of their expressed longing.





Ginny stretched out across the wool in her knickers, looking faintly embarrassed by her nudity as she stared at Harry manipulating Luna’s cunt. One arm went to cover her breasts but Harry intervened.





“No, don’t do that. I want to see all of you, Gin. You look positively breathtaking. Doesn’t she, Lu?” He allowed his girl to angle her head so she could see and she heartily echoed his sentiments. Ginny blushed sweetly, but gave a little disbelieving laugh.





“Whatever, you’re both just saying that,” she added, looking further embarrassed, but both Harry and Luna protested.





“No way, oh, Merlin, you are gorgeous,” he boomed while Luna joined in with her own compliments. “Take your knickers off for us, won’t you, luv? Please?” he threw in as she looked at him sharply.





“Well, when are you going to get naked, Mr. Chosen One?” she brazenly countered.





Harry let a smile slowly spread across his face. He knew what to do now. The boy gazed at her steadily as he coaxed her to come over to him.





“Well, why don’t you come kneel next to us and we’ll see about that. Ah, there’s a girl, just come over to this side; come on, a bit closer.”





Ginny had gotten up on her knees and then bent over on to her hands, walking over to them on all fours as it was just easier than trying to stand up in the top space and getting disoriented by vertigo. As she made her way over to Harry, he pulled his fingers free of Luna’s snatch and sucked the juices coated there into his mouth, slurping noisily as he made a grand show of tasting her. Ginny paused for a second with one hand in the air ready to step forward as she stared at the spectacle. By now she was close enough that Harry could reach out and touch her, threading his slickened fingers through her fiery hair hanging in a straight sheet by her face and pulling her towards him. The girl moved quickly into the motion so as not to have her hair pulled taut, and then she was straightening herself up next to the dark boy, his hand sliding down her body and winding around her waist. He hugged both girls tight to him and grinned wide.





“Yeah, that’s so much better, wouldn’t you say?” When he peered into Ginny’s brown eyes, he could see the fear hanging there underneath her bravado and he could feel her slight tremors under his hand. His expression changed to one of sympathy as he assuaged her. “No one here is going to hurt you, Gin. You go at whatever pace you feel comfortable with. I don’t know what number Amycus has done on you, but just know that you’re with people who care about you and want you to feel good. You’re in control, okay?”





The girl appeared to be mollified by his words as she offered him a tentative smile and slid her arm around his back. He glanced over to Luna to see the blonde smile back radiantly and he wanted her so completely in that instant. Harry ordered huskily for Luna to kiss him and the girl complied readily, their mouths eager for more as their lips met passionately. He didn’t let the kiss go on too long, though, and as he pulled his tongue from her mouth he turned to Ginny and bent his head to her, the shorter witch needing no prompting as she hungrily took Harry into her own mouth. He pulled his head back briefly as his jaw smarted from her enthusiastic delivery, but then he grinned at her faltering gaze.





“You pack a mean wallop in that fist, Gin. Go easy on my mouth, will you?” he teased.





The teen smirked back and then resumed her impassioned snog as he opened his mouth for her again. It had been a while since he’d had the red-head in an embrace like this and he savored every minute of it, looping his tongue into curlicues as it danced with hers and partaking of her succulent lips like biting into a juicy plum.





Once he drew back from her, though, he pressed on the small of her back a bit to get her to take the hint and continue the chain of kissing. Ginny gave him another quick look before hooking a hand around Luna’s neck and dragging the blonde toward her lips, the two practically slamming their lips together as they immediately got into a fiery clinch. Harry was struck again by the notion of them as anchors in the heavens; seeing the very picture of a moon and sun collide. Not wanting to merely be a spectator, he bent his body so he could suckle Ginny’s tit while they snogged. She moaned deeply into Luna’s mouth as his mouth worked her nipple into a tight bud. His long suffering prick insinuated itself into the proceedings again and he wondered if now would be a good time to get his kit off. Then he got a better idea and straightened up to pull them apart.





“Mmmm, okay, girls, let’s stop. We’ll have plenty of time for more of that; believe me. I think I could use your help, though, in getting out of these clothes.”





Luna breathed a yes before she leapt on his trousers and quickly began unbuttoning and unzipping whatever was necessary to get to her prize. Ginny looked at him with faint amusement, but then her hands were unbuttoning also, pulling off the first then the second shirt before she could reach the tee underneath them and tug it upwards. By this time, Luna had his jeans down to his knees and his cock was on proud display. He noticed that Ginny took a long gander at it and the attention only made his knob harder, if that was even possible at this point. His bollocks throbbed intently and he wondered just how much semen those sacs were ready to yield if such service persisted. He wanted to enjoy the girls’ benefaction, but recalled that one of them needed some punishing and he’d already made plans for her for the evening. And they were plans that he’d been looking forward to for a while.





Both Luna and Ginny pushed him to lie down on the blanket as they stripped off the bunched up wad of his jeans over his now bare feet. Harry felt like a man who had been starving then suddenly placed in front of a smorgasbord of food, not knowing where to begin. But even though he promised he wouldn’t control Ginny, he had a need to assert himself as the ringleader in their foreplay and a few more thoughts shifted around in his brain as he thought about what he wanted from them. He pulled both girls down to him in another embrace, though this one was a bit more freewheeling as three mouths vied for reign and three tongues explored earnestly. Harry’s hand moved down Ginny’s back to reach her lacy underwear and then quickly slid underneath the band as his fingers pinched and grabbed hold of the tight arse therein. He loved her Quidditch body; so sinewy and lithe, although when it came to lissome grace, Luna was far superior to every girl he’d ever met. The way that girl could bend her body was a constant source of amazement for the oversexed boy and kept him plenty inspired.





He pushed both girls away from him for a moment as he sat up, suddenly. They looked at him quizzically, but then Harry snapped the elastic of Ginny’s panties against her skin, the sound loud above the empty stalls.





“Lu, I want you to relieve Miss Ginevra of her knickers for me,” he ordered. When Luna went to place her hands to the girl’s waist, he clucked his tongue and stayed her hand.





“No, dear. With your teeth.”





Both girls’ faces colored a little at that, but then Luna was directing Ginny to lay next to Harry as she leaned her body down to snatch one corner on the girl’s hip into her mouth. With the material clutched between her pearly bite, she began dragging it down the side, getting it to move so far before she had to switch to the other side of her and repeat the motion. Harry observed her intently as he propped himself up on his side but absorbed every inch of skin revealed to him as Luna progressed. Ginny’s pubis was covered in a triangle of coppery curls and he wanted to stroke what he imagined was the downy feel of it. When Luna had the panties all the way down to the girl’s ankles, he put his hand lightly to her belly and asked sweetly if he could touch her lower. She had been watching him carefully as Luna finished stripping her, but now she offered a small smile before she nodded her head. Harry let his hand move to her bright thatch and then very slowly let his fingers stroke a path towards the underside, feeling her wetness for the first time. He rubbed very softly against her gash as he watched the girl shut her eyes tightly and hold her breath, her legs opening of their own volition just enough for him to get his hand comfortable.





He stopped, though, and looked over at Luna, on all fours with the knickers still hanging from her mouth like a wet rat brought home in offering by the family cat. He sat up quickly and ushered her over to him. When he had his hands on her face, he ordered her to open her mouth as he began stuffing the material inside. Once it was full, he bade her to stand in the corner.





“Get over to that beam, Luna, and get back into your proper position while you’re waiting for me. I have some things to discuss with Ginny. The panties stay where they are.” The young witch eagerly abided his instruction and was soon watching them from a few feet away in the loft, her eyes sparkling.





The wild teen turned his attention back to the girl beside him and looked at her somberly.





“Ginny, do you want to tell me what happened in these detentions?” he asked, not completely sure if he was ready for the worst of it, but feeling that he needed to put her at ease somehow.





“Not really, actually, I’d rather not go into the details. Suffice to say, Amycus is a gross monstrosity of a man and I don’t much like his company. But I can deal. I just need to learn to not let him get me upset. He pushes my buttons too easy and it drives me mad. I have to start playing it cool, I think, and pretend nothing bothers me. Like Luna.”





Harry thought that was pretty sound advice and could commiserate how easy it was to get his temper going. Snape and Umbridge had taken particular satisfaction in baiting him, so he understood exactly how Ginny was feeling. Unfortunately, he’d never really learned how to control it during school, but he felt that he would probably have a better time of it now, in light of his recent attitude adjustment spurred on by the submissive Ravenclaw.





“Yeah, I totally agree. You’ve got to have her Zen approach to everything and Carrow’s provocations will slide right off, I expect.”





Ginny wrinkled her nose. “Zen? What’s that?”





“Umm, I think it’s like the practical philosophy of Buddhist monks. They are Chinese priests who believe you find enlightenment when you accept what the Universe tells you, I guess. But the point is, they’re really tranquil like Lu and don’t get wound up like everybody else.” In fact, he imagined Luna could probably teach them a thing or two when it came to acceptance.





“Oh, we actually learned a bit about Buddhists in Muggle Studies. Well…back when it was a real class, anyway. I wonder what really happened to Burbage?” Ginny wondered aloud.





“Old Snake Breath murdered her, I’m sure of it.” Harry had uttered the words before thinking and winced to see Ginny’s alarm. He had seen enough in one of his Voldemort visions to know it was the truth, but he hadn’t meant to bring up casualties or the war. He wanted this to just be about the three of them and right now he just wanted Ginny to feel safe again.





He looked down at her tenderly and cupped the side of her face in his hand.





“Sorry. Listen, you don’t have to explain anything you don’t want to. I just want to know that you’re protected, like I wanted to make sure Luna was safe, but I can’t do anything from here, and it’s frustrating. I know you girls are so strong, more than me even, but whatever you need from me, tell me and I’ll do it. It’s time to get radical, Ginny; this war is not going to be about anything honorable. We can’t always be in the defensive mode. We need to go on the offense and start rattling the other side.”





The young Weasley was focused deeply on his face as he spoke, but now she half-smiled again.





“That’s exactly what Luna suggested. We’re going to pull a few pranks when we get back, and both Alecto and Amycus are going to be in for a miserable time of it, those bloody bastards.”





Harry smiled back at her. He had always liked the way Ginny talked tough like one of the boys. It always got him really hot. One of the outcomes of growing up female with six older brothers, he imagined. Then Ginny rolled on her side and molded her body to his, and the unexpected move made him tense up as he tried to tamp down his lust. His prick was flat against his belly now, the rigidity almost painful, but he let his brain take control as he pushed her slowly back and took another good look in her wanting expression.





“Do you still want me, Harry?” she asked quietly, sounding slightly frightened to hear his response.





“Ginny, I told you the truth. I’m with Luna, but I never stopped caring about you, nor would I ever stop being attracted to you. Of course I want you, but I don’t deserve you, and I’m just being a greedy git if I think knobbing you is my right, or something. I…know what Luna was trying to do here, but I don’t really think that it’s what’s required.” He glanced over at Luna, still where she was supposed to be and eyes never leaving the two of them. “Luna still needs to be punished for what she’s done.” He saw the blonde shiver as her eyes shut briefly, but when he looked back to Ginny she seemed unsure of him.





“It’s what we do, so don’t get freaked out again. I’m not doing anything that I don’t believe Luna can handle or that she doesn’t really want, okay? Luna just needs to feel my…er, power, I guess, over her to feel safe. Trust me; we’ve talked about this a lot.”





Ginny considered his statements before nodding her head acceptingly. Harry could still detect a glimmer of doubt, however, and he thought it time to lay out in detail what he wanted from her. She wouldn’t want to be surprised by anything, he felt, and he wanted to make sure she had ample time to rescind her offer if she decided it wasn’t for her. He realized that her wanting him to take her virginity was a huge gift, but it didn’t seem right anymore and he couldn’t pretend that her carnal need for solace was anything more than that.





“Ginny, I’m very touched that you would want me to be your first, especially after what I put you through. You’re so special and it’s such a beautiful gift you’re offering to me. I just don’t want this act to get confusing and it doesn’t seem appropriate now. It’s not fair to you or to Luna. I—I would love to do some things with you, if you’re game and you want to be a part of what we do tonight, but there’s not going to be any penetration, understand? Unless it’s between me and Lu, of course. I’ll leave it to you to decide if you are alright with that. I totally want to see your face when you orgasm, luv, and I’d be absolutely be thrilled if you consented to let me taste between your legs. And of course, seeing you with Luna is brilliant. The two of you look so spectacular together, I can’t even tell you. But it’s in your hands, Gin.”





He finished his speech and let his hand caress her hair, hoping that she would agree but trying not to appear too obvious about it. His words had been heartfelt, and he hoped that he had conveyed it properly. He supposed if he had been made of sterner stuff he would have made her do an about march and head back to Hogwarts before things had ever gotten this far, but then, he was all too aware of how lacking he was when it came to denying himself sexual pleasure. He wondered if he would ever relax with that; surely his amped up desire had already gotten him into enough trouble to teach him a few humbling lessons. Yet it seemed his mind was still trying to master his body’s reactions.





Ginny put her hand on his chest and let her fingers run down his body, stopping just shy of his weeping cock. She gave a sigh as she looked back in his face.





“Blimey, Harry, that was bloody long and it sounded so formal. I got it; no tonk, but a minge-diving is okay. What else did you want to do?”





Harry’s Cheshire cat grin was back and he gave a mirthful snicker. “Yeah, alright, you want to follow my lead, then? I’d love for you to help me with Luna, first.”





Her eyes got big at the thought, but she agreed and then Harry was kissing her again, letting his tongue slide into her again as his fingers explored her flower once more. He let the tips circle around her slit to collect the pearly dew there and then smearing it onto her pulsing nub. When her legs loosened up and lay open, he let one finger make his way inside her as she gasped in his mouth. She pulled back quickly.





“I thought you said no penetration,” she chastened. Harry just let his eyes smolder into her and he leaned down to take the closest breast into his mouth. When she arched her back and moaned, he let his finger go in a little deeper and the girl’s body trembled in his hands.





“No Chosen cock for you, little one. We don’t want to break any hymens, tonight, but there’s nothing wrong with a bit of exploring, is there?”





He moved his head up to suck on her neck, a favourite of Ginny’s from their snogging sessions. She moaned her approval and lifted up one knee, letting it drop sideways so he could feel more of her. He imagined Luna had an excellent view of this, and he suddenly recalled that he needed to punish his sweetie before she got overwrought again. While it was true that the girl’s equanimity was an amazing thing to be in the presence of, he had noticed that her sexual persona was quite a bit different and very needy when he had her in the right mood. He was eager to put her on display for Ginny. Having Ron’s sister watching the two of them fuck was going to be delicious. He was practically delirious with the anticipation. He pulled back from her again and sat up.





“Right, and speaking of Chosen cock, it’s only going to be able to take so much more of this before I’m out of commission, so let’s get Luna taken care of, yeah?”





Ginny sat up with him looking a bit dazed, her lips already swollen and the desire firmly etched in her features. She was a fiery one, alright; he knew she was going to be a natural.





He stood up and scanned their surroundings again, letting his sight get focused as he surveyed the entire barn from this height. He walked over to the post that was holding up the bridle and tack on its pegs and pulled the head harness down. When he strode over to Luna, her head tilted to watch him as her eyes glistened at the sight of the gear, he patted her head and guided her to get on all fours again, taking her long hair in his hand and wrapping it around his wrist as he pulled it like a leash. He led her back to the center of the blanket where Ginny waited curiously to watch them in action.





“Stay still, Lu, while we get this on. I want to make sure you’re comfortable.”





When he took hold of the bridle again and asked for Ginny’s assistance to help him slide the leather harness over Luna’s face to fit to her head, the blonde underneath started to buck and groan; her body shaking violently as Harry attempted to subdue her with his shushes. Ginny turned a bit white, but Harry coaxed her to keep going and soon Luna had settled down once they were tightening the straps and he removed Ginny’s knickers from her mouth, replacing them with the metal bit. The rings on the side of it looked amazing on the girl and he felt that pride shining through him again. He knew Luna would look gorgeous like this. He didn’t think it was something he would need to see all the time, but this was a long-standing fantasy that he had needed to fill the minute he’d seen the horse leather as if it had been waiting for him.





They shortened parts of the bridle that was meant for the horse’s snout magically and let it mold to the bridge across Luna’s nose. Harry put his fingers underneath to make sure it wasn’t too snug and then he moved to get his backpack hiding unobtrusive in a pile of hay several feet from where they knelt. He had initially thought of using the bottom of the saddle to harness the rest of Luna’s body, but then he remembered her piercings and wanted to have some fun with them. Ginny gave him a puzzled look as he smiled at her confidently, snaking his arm through the bag until his hands closed over cold links. He withdrew a long, thin chain from his satchel and brought it over to his blonde pony. The girl groaned again through the metal gag in her mouth and Harry grinned wickedly, loving the sound.





He made Luna get up on her knees and crossed her hands behind her back, asking Ginny to fish out a pair of cuffs from the pack for him. When the red-head brought them over, he quickly snapped them to Luna’s wrists and then locked them together, then he leaned Luna’s back against him as his head hung over her shoulder and he moaned in her ear.





“You look so beautiful, baby. Now I need you to sit tight again while I add something else. You’re going to love it, I promise.”





He brought his hands around either side of her, the end of the chain in one of them as he brought it up to her breast. He rapidly sewed up her piercings with them, like pulling a thread through two needles and then ran the chain down the length of her stomach. He then employed Ginny’s assistance again while Luna whined some more. He had the Gryffindor pull the two ends of the chain under Luna’s cunt where he grabbed them from between the backside of her thighs and brought them up to the cuffs on Luna’s wrists. He used his wand to adjust the chain to give her enough slack to move around while still keeping the ensemble fairly taut. The chain made a lovely vision as it came down to slip over Luna’s cunt like an upside down triangle, the links crossing in an X over her puffy folds, now totally engorged and bright red, her cream coating them like seafoam.





When he forced Luna’s head down to the scratchy quilt over the hay covered floorboards, he spread her legs apart a little more and made her point her arse high in the air. Ginny looked mesmerized now, but continued to watch him expectantly as if she couldn’t believe there was more of this coming. The young Master reached into his bag again as he thought about Luna’s comfort. He’d brought a bar with straps on the end, something that he’d hastily Transfigured from a twig this afternoon, and he wrapped it to Luna’s biceps now from the back. It kept her arms apart, but considering her body’s contortion right now, he thought it would be a useful tool to keep the strain minimal to her back. Then he took out his shining creation; the pièce de résistance. The heavy body of the steel came first before the horse hair trailed next. He’d been working on it in small steps ever since her last visit to him. The plug was a stainless steel and it gleamed in the firelight. He loved the solid weight of it in his hands and could hardly wait to see her wearing it. He’d made sure the size of it would be ideal for her body’s cavity.





The red-head suddenly choked again and he turned to her, almost forgetting she was there.





“Wh-what are you planning on doing with that?” she nervously asked, her eyes huge again as she stared at the object as if it might bite her.





“Don’t you worry; it’s going in a safe place,” he smirked. Then he was whispering to Luna again soothingly, sidling behind her and testing the tip of the plug just inside her wetness. The girl screamed at the cold, which he loved, and then he was looking at Ginny with a glint in his eye. He put up a finger and wiggled it beckoningly.





Once she was close enough, he asked her to spit on the end of it. She looked slightly mortified at first, but then her eyes got dark and she did as he requested, even going so far as to suck on the tip of it. Harry’s prick jumped.





“Perfect,” he breathed, but then used the lubricating spell at the blonde’s anus just for extra measure. He slapped Luna’s arse hard and as the girl moved into his hand, he pushed the gleaming steel bulb through the ring of muscle in her cleft and watched it disappear into her body. When it was all the way in, he brushed his fingers through the hair and fluffed it out like he was her groomer. He stood up and admired his work---Luna was an absolute vision. Now it was time for the real punishment to begin. He wanted Luna to understand exactly what she did wrong, however, much like he had done with her at Grimmauld. He had to draw those lines, he reasoned, and there had to be a difference between what was play and what was a serious breach in security.





He moved to the front of the girl and bent down on his haunches as held her head in his hands gazing deep into those silvery orbs that made him want to dive inside and never come out again.





“Luna, when I summon you, I expect ONLY you. It is not your decision whether someone else can tag along or not. Do you understand me?” The girl nodded meekly, her tears pooling up and then dropping from her lashes unto her porcelain cheeks with their pinkish tint. His heart ached for her as one hand tugged at the silver hoop on her choker.





“I forgive you for what happened with Gin, and I realize you were trying to make things right again by bringing her to me, but you mustn’t do this again. I can’t afford to let anyone else know how close you two are to me. If anything happened to you; to either of you, I’d be ripped to pieces, luv.” He felt the tears spring to his eyes and his throat go hollow as he felt the truth of this.





“Now that Snape knows what he knows, we have to be very, very careful. You can’t disobey me again, Luna. This is too important. I’m going to punish you because I want you to remember this. I have to be in charge if we’re all going to make it alive. You cannot bring anyone else again, if I even let you come back to visit me. I haven’t decided on that yet.”





Luna was crying freely now, and her sobs filled the space as Ginny held tight to Harry’s elbow. He could feel her breath heavy on his neck and her breasts brushing his back, but his focus remained on his angel, feeling gutted that he had made her so upset but needing to impart a very serious message. He gave her a kiss and licked up a few of her tears before heading back to his pack and grabbing the last item that he’d brought for the occasion, not expecting that he’d have to use it for correction. As a measure of mercy, he asked Ginny to sit cross-legged in front of Luna and hold the girl’s head in her lap. Ginny gulped, but complied, seeming to understand for the first time just how grave a mistake Luna had made.





Harry used his wand to make the strips of leather on his flogger longer, and when he pulled back for the first strike, he put a lot of force behind it and brought it down on the girls right arse cheek severely. She howled in the sting of it as he watched that white skin pink up with the contact. Ginny looked up to him sharply but he was already bringing down the whip again on her other side. He asked her to count aloud for them and she hesitantly offered a two as Harry began again. Trying to keep the horse tail from catching in the tails of his instrument, his strikes stayed to her fleshy globes from side to side, but then he was lifting the tail up and giving her blows straight across her arse, wishing that he’d brought a paddle with him instead.





Heaving now, when he heard Ginny reach ten, he harshly ordered her to turn Luna over. The girl looked at him as if he were mad, but then he was reaching down and grabbing Luna by the waist, turning her body as Ginny jumped in to assist. When the girl was on her back, her head back in Ginny’s lap and her arms pinned underneath her, Harry grabbed at her knees and spread them all the way out, her cunt wide open for him now and the chain links glistening as they were coated in her cum. He let the whip whistle through the air again and watched it land sharply on her tit. She screamed around the bit in her mouth and then Ginny was screaming for him to stop.





“WAIT! Wait, you’re hurting her, Harry! This is too much for her!” she cried, her hand across the girl’s torso like a shield. Harry didn’t bat an eye but bent down low to Luna and lifted her head up so that she could see his face clearly.





“I’m almost done, Lu. Can you handle four more? I promise I’ll make it up to you afterwards, but this is for your own good. Should I continue or not?”





Luna looked at him with complete awareness and nodded her head. He gazed back up at Ginny hoping the confirmation would satisfy her, but Ginny was looking at the girl between her legs with an expression that Harry couldn’t decipher. He stood back up and went to finish his penalty hits. When he hit Luna’s other breast this time, the girl only moaned and writhed into the pain. He brought another whip across her stomach, careful not to let the strips get caught up in the chain, and then his final blow was upon the girl’s twat, hitting the pubic bone with as much power as he felt she could stand. The girl pushed her hips off the ground and her cunt up to him like his due and keened for him reverently. Harry dropped the flogger from his hand and then fell to his knees, kissing all the inflamed patches of her skin as he moaned his praise.





“Oh, Merlin, baby, you’re so good for me, such a good girl. I love you, baby, I’m going to make you feel so good, just wait.”





He moved up her body until he was at her mouth, loosening the bit and pulling it down to slide under her chin. He snogged her silly and she breathed into him with her little moans, his perfect angel. When he went to rest on his hands he was suddenly aware of Ginny under the girl’s head; Luna’s hair covering the bits he wanted to see right now. His gaze rose upward and he stared hard into the red-head’s face. Her shock seemed to have waned a bit, but there was something hard in her features as she inspected Harry. Then she reached down and grabbed his head as her lips folded over his, her tongue fiercely finding its way inside his mouth and proceeding to fuck it with the protrusion agreeably and wetly. Harry needed to have his dick in a warm hole immediately; at this point it didn’t matter which one.





“Ginny, do you think you could get on your knees and turn your arse to me, please?” he urged throatily when she suddenly stopped.





The teen witch opened her mouth to protest, he expected, but then quickly shut it and did as he asked. He moaned to see her on full display for him as she shifted her knees to either side of Luna’s face and then looked back at him expectantly, albeit somewhat nervously. Harry didn’t hesitate to take the first lick, but then he was moving back again to stuff his petrified cock into Luna’s soaking crisscrossed gash. His groan was loud as it rolled across the loft and out into the night. The sensation was incredible, but he paused for just a moment to get his bearings so as not to explode too early in the game. Then his green glare was on Ginny’s flower and positioned the girl’s arse to bend lower. He demanded Luna to take the clitoris while he concentrated on fucking her with his tongue as he pulled off his glasses and got ready for some serious gobbling.





Pretty soon, the loft was filled with the sounds from all three of them, as Ginny’s whines while the two of them poured their affection into her drenched twat grew to an impressive decibel. Harry worried for a brief second that he hadn’t used enough spells to blot out their noise to any passersby, but they were in such a remote area the thought didn’t last long as he reveled in the girls’ vocal enjoyment. Ginny was sending a river over his tongue and his face by now and he periodically bent lower to suck on Luna’s lip while she nibbled on her patch then roaming back to dip his tongue into Ginny’s arsehole. He didn’t care what they were doing as long as he had his tongue and his cock inside something, feeling the prolonged sensations wash over him like a continuous cycle. To say he felt blissful would be like saying his life was a bit dangerous, it couldn’t really define just how much.





When the copper headed girl gave a shout and he felt her cunt grip his tongue and then shower him in her release, he pulled back and let Luna take the rest while he grabbed the blonde’s thighs and started fucking her furiously, now able to concentrate fully on filling her with his seed. But Ginny rolled over to her side and off of Luna’s face to watch them, gobsmacked as Harry started a stream of dirty commands and his appreciation of Luna’s body. He leaned over and scooped up part of the chain bridging Luna’s chest between his teeth, pushing the girl’s legs outward as he plunged into her as deep as he could go; her arse off the floor. The wild teen could feel the horsetail plug embedded inside her rectum as he fucked her channel and he was already thinking ahead to how much he was going to enjoy removing it so he could fuck her there, too, before they left. Luna was crying out her worship to him and when he looked up Gin had reached down to kiss the girl passionately. The sight was too much for Harry and he then he was lit up like a rocket, exploding through his cock as his brain melted and his face felt like it was falling off. They disappeared for a moment as Harry’s sight was obliterated by the event, and then they were slowly seeping back into his vision once more, though fuzzy and distant.





With his heart ramming against his chest like a stampede of elephants, Harry dropped to Luna’s chest and let out a mighty exhale.









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Ginny was feeling like she’d just been Transfigured from a mouse to a lion. The intense amount of pleasure Harry and Luna had just given her as they devoured her cunt was the sweetest feeling she’d ever known and it was still pulsing through every bit of her; she imagined her nerve endings running through her body and how they must be lit up in that electrical blue Harry had shown her one time in a science magazine. Either that, or they might be glowing green as she felt Harry’s power acutely, the way he had handled Luna was an epiphany for the girl. It was so odd to see him doing something the Carrows might perform but in a way that was raw and loving; the way he had spoken to Luna before he punished her had unnerved Ginny. She really hadn’t understood if she should be feeling tenderness or repulsed by the display. Yet seeing Luna turn from this dreamy, spacy witch into the sexual wanton slut begging for Harry’s cock had been enlightening, to say the least.





And Harry taking charge like that and then screwing the girl like a powerful beast was still scorched to her memory. He had looked magnificent; his body moving so rigorously while he held onto Luna’s legs and positioned her body to fit him. Ginny had loved that fire she saw running through him. Harry Fucking Potter didn’t cower to anyone; he was a bloody animal. She wanted to BE that. Like no one could ever fuck with her ever again. She was Ginevra Weasley, for fuck sake, not some weepy little bint like Cho Chang, like she’d been playing at these last few months. When Harry looked up at her blearily without his glasses, she smiled at him affectionately and reached over to find them tossed in the hay. She put them on his face and then tousled his messy hair; longer and more wild than she’d ever seen it. He gave her a goofy grin and then they heard Luna mewl a bit as her arms had probably gone to sleep by now with all the pressure on them. They quickly attended to the poor bound girl.





Once the pair of them had taken off all of Luna’s restraints, Ginny getting the lovely task of unthreading the chain from the girl’s nipples as she sighed, Harry made Luna get on her knees again with the strange device still trapped in her arse. Ginny shook her head with bemusement to wonder where the hell that bit of invention came from. She hadn’t realized just how imaginative Harry could be. The red-head wondered how Luna felt to have something up inside there; particularly something so big and bulky, but as she turned to ask after hanging the bridle back up on its hook, she saw Harry deeply kissing her friend again, his arms wrapped around the small of her back while Luna’s were tight around his neck. A frisson of jealousy coursed through her before she dismissed it out of hand. That would do nothing for her anymore; Harry had made his choice and getting upset about it wasn’t going to help anything. Plus, she wanted to see Luna happy with someone, even if that someone was the boy she had been mad for since she was eleven. Sometimes, you just had to grow up and deal with reality the way it was presented, she determined.





She crossed back over to them while they embraced, feeling more and more comfortable being in nothing but her skin as the three of them shuffled around the roof of the stalls. The lovers stopped their snogging and beamed at her.





“Hey, are you alright, Gin?” Harry asked with concern, but Ginny only laughed at him.





“Me? I think you need to ask your girlfriend that question. You sure like to put her through her paces, don’t you? No wonder she barely made a sound when Thing One took the cane to her. She was a pro up there.”





“Thing One? Is that Alecto? What, are we doing Dr. Seuss, now?” Harry assessed while he glanced at Luna with amusement.





Ginny had started using the expression after hearing Luna say it, so she had no idea who this doctor was. Luna laughed out loud at Harry’s guess and the two were going on about some book or other. It was good to see that the young Ravenclaw was perfectly okay now that Harry had settled her fears. It was still an amazing thing to the Weasley girl that Luna could take so much pain or that she would ever crave it under the hand of the Boy-Who-Lived, but it was not her place to question the dynamic of their relationship. Luna put her hand between Ginny’s shoulders and pushed her closer to them so that they were back in that comforting threesome hug again. She felt good to be with them right now, and she’d worry over all the other details later when she was back at Hogwarts. She had been so bloody tired lately, so beat down, and for the first time in a while she felt buoyant as soap bubbles.





Harry kissed her again and she warred with his tongue like they used to do, always feeling like it was some playful battle between them when they snogged. Harry never felt threatened by her, but he never tried to put her in her place, either, like some boys tried to do, like say, Michael Corner. Fuckwit, she thought about her old boyfriend now. Yet it was surprising that Harry would be like that with her when he was so dominant with Luna. She supposed that Luna had been right about the two of them supplying each other with a need. It was interesting to watch them now, so affectionate with each other after such an intense session.





Harry gave a soft rumble when he spoke. “MMm, I didn’t get to see your face when you came, Gin. I really wanted to see that. Can we give that another go?” he asked with his eyebrow perched high as he smiled at her roguishly.





She blushed in spite of herself. “And how to you plan on seeing that, Mr. No Penetration? Are you going to have Luna do it while you watch?”





Harry’s eyes lit up and he breathed quite lasciviously, a trait of his that she’d never seen before tonight. “Oh, yeah; I definitely want to watch that.”





Ginny felt a little shy; now that she’d just suggested the thing to such enthusiasm she could hardly deny him. She peered over to Luna through the side of her straight, copper hair to gaze at the thick, wavy gold locks of Luna’s voluminous mane with some envy. Luna was lovely and she had done a pretty solid job of making her rude bits sing. Perhaps it would be nice to try it again with some voyeuristic elements.





“Well, I’m up for it if Luna is,” she added diplomatically. Luna’s response was to pull Ginny into another snog and then push her back onto the blanket again. Once the girl started to let her tongue travel down her neck and clavicle, spending a fair amount of time on her tender breasts, and then trailing it lightly all down her stomach to make its inevitable way to the fountain between her legs, Ginny was already far gone in her bliss and let the tantalizing licks feed her desire up to a massive flame. Harry was suddenly propping his head beside her as he watched her features change in her ardor. The examination made her feel so sexy; having him stare at her being such a moany little tart with Luna between her legs. Then Harry was whispering her to play with her breasts and she instinctively put her fingers to her nipples, pinching them taut as Harry moaned his appreciation.





“Oh yeah, that’s fucking hot. Show me what a little sex fiend you are, you dirty girl.”





She abruptly stopped what she was doing and opened her eyes, slanting them to Harry as she pondered if that was making her feel gross or not. Amycus never shut up in his demands to her, always commenting on her body and calling her a whore. While she had noticed that Harry seemed to be a big fan of the dirty talk, too, it hadn’t really creeped her out until it was directed at her. He widened his eyes and then looked sheepish.





“Uh, sorry, I forget myself. Just tell me to shut up if it’s bothering you, I never know what’s coming out of my mouth.”





“Er, let’s keep it to a minimum and try not to call me names, yeah? I don’t think I really get into that.”





Harry looked appropriately contrite. “Oh, yeah; sure, no problem. I don’t really think you’re a nasty girl or anything; it’s just me being a pervert.”





Just then, Luna took the opportunity to slide two fingers into Ginny as she sucked on her clit and the red-head lifted up her hips and cried out.





“O, Morgana! That feels fucking awesome!” she gushed. Then Harry’s head suddenly disappeared and he was down by Luna’s face, whispering something to her while the girl never broke her rhythm. Harry glanced back up at Ginny assessing her again and then asked if he could move her legs. Ginny whined her approval as she informed him that she was close. He quickly moved up to his knees and then his hands were on her; one pulling her left leg wide while the other slid down to her folds and spread them further for Luna. He looked back at her while he spoke to the girl at the other end.





“Good girl, Lu, get your tongue deep in there; she’s loving it. Look at her squirm and she’s sweating on her forehead, I can see it forming, and her freckles look amazing in this light, although I think we’ll be out of kerosene soon. Keep using your fingers to pump her cunt, god, she is a sight, I almost want to see you sixty-nine each other if I weren’t so fucking greedy.”





Harry kept up his commentary as Luna moaned in response to his instructions. When Ginny felt her walls getting tight and her panting had become audible, Harry was back to her face again, staring fixedly as he put his hands up to stop her from whipping it side to side in her delirium. Luna was sucking hard on her now, and the fingers were making her crazy wanting to be filled with something bigger. She rued that Harry had already declared his dictum against taking her virginity and wondered if she could talk him out of it, but then that deep gust of power was moving through her and she felt it wind its way up into her chest, through her throat and out of her mouth as her eyes popped open and she prepared to let the orgasm take her. When she closed her eyes to let the moment hit her, she could hear the boy’s heavy breathing and then his evocation.





“Gods, come for me, Ginny.”





Her whole body arched up as she came harder than she ever expected she could be capable of. When her body slumped back to the floor, Harry was already jostling her before she could pass out in her dazed state.





“Right, I think I’m ready for more, now, thank you very much. Luna, baby, bend over for Master, you’re about to get a rogering like it’s bloody fucking Christmas.”





He was moving Ginny to roll over and turn to face the center of their cover again, propping Luna up on all fours and then demanding that Ginny not take her eyes off of them.





“I want to see you watching us; I want you to see me fuck her hard, and then I want you to return the favor, young lady, and give Miss Luna some good love.”





Ginny could only goggle back at the boy in her slow comprehension of what he deigned to have them do. She was exhausted by now, but still eager to see what he could get up to. She felt like a student as she watched him remove the tail from Luna’s arse and then slap her bum again, hard enough to leave a red handprint, but then he was running his hand over his mark on her back. His cock was jutting out proudly again, and from this angle Ginny could see that it was quite nice as far as boys’ bits went. But then it was gone, apparently up Luna’s bum as he pulled the girl up in one motion with his hand flat against her chest. He was quick to start pumping into her as Luna breathed little moans and whimpers, telling him how much she loved his cock, how much she wanted him inside her always. They were quite a passionate pair, Ginny had to admit. Harry looked like some ancient bespectacled God as his face bore that hot look of his, where there was nothing but sex and power in his emerald irises. He locked eyes with Ginny as his hands ran all over Luna’s body and he pistoned his hips into her, his mouth open as he moaned rhythmically for them both, like a serenade.





Then he was calling her over with a summoning of his hand. The Chaser was following her Captain’s lead again, and her cunt was already throbbing and wet again for more of his instructions. When she kneeled in front of them, he pulled a hank of her hair and then dragged her face downwards, directing it to Luna’s mostly hairless quim. Ginny gulped when she understood what he meant for her to do now. Okay, this will be interesting, she thought reasonably, feeling that he was right, turnabout was fair play after all. Harry pulled Luna back farther on his prick and she could see it, see him sliding his cock into the blonde’s backside, her hole apparently bigger to accommodate him as her gash was waiting in its pinkness for Ginny to do something to it. Having never taken a look at her own twat with a mirror the way that some girls boasted of doing, it was kind of amazing to see what it looked like up close.





She bent her head toward the girl and the aroma was what flooded her senses first. That was pretty powerful and she recognized it from her own body, but not this potently before, like she’d just been dunked in Amortentia. The brave girl ran a few tentative licks up the wet folds before deciding it wasn’t as terrifying as she’d thought and then just went for it. After all, the way she had dumped her own cunt on the girl the week before had been rather brutish and the Ravenclaw had managed to get right into it. There was much to be said for just doing it and worrying about how one felt later. The more that she licked, however, the more she thought that she might like it. It wasn’t as if she was comparing it to a boy, after all, this was all new to her and one sex organ was just as well to discover as another. She started to think about what Luna and Harry had been doing to her previously and what she had liked about it, trying to translate the experience to her tongue and giving Luna a bit of the same pleasure she had given. Hearing the two of them making their sex noises above her head was turning her on even more, although it was tough to get too fixed on one spot when Harry kept moving the girl. She leaned back for a second.





“Harry, slow down, I can’t get a good licking in there when you fuck her too fast,” she complained. The cadence adjusted suitably and then Ginny was able to bring her hands up and grip Luna’s thighs while Harry lifted them underneath, tilting his own hips and bum back as he spread Luna open for her. Luna moaned her encouragement and breathy sighs, calling Ginny beautiful and precious.





Then Harry was insisting he’d need to pick up the pace again and so Ginny bent her head lower once more, seeing how the base of his cock wrinkled as he pushed in and out and his bollocks looked pink and bulging as the pressure built. She reached her mouth under Luna’s dripping slit and then sucked on to one of Harry’s testicles. The response to that was immediate and loud. In another second, Harry was leaning the pair of them all the way back on his knees, his cock buried deep in the girl’s arse while he begged Ginny to suck on his balls again. When she did it again, a little longer this time before switching to the other side, he was spewing his dirty talk again in a long, filthy downpour, but she didn’t really mind this time as she was quite busy at the moment to pay attention. Then Harry was barking at her to straighten up on her knees for them. Ginny broke away, not knowing if she had done something wrong or was going to get new instructions, but once she was up, Harry was grabbing at her leg as he straightened him and Luna to meet her. Luna’s face was flushed pink and her mouth was in a tiny ‘O’ of ecstasy, her eyes closed. Ginny thought she looked angelic, but didn’t have much time to dwell on the thought before Harry was pulling her across Luna’s lap.





He was close to her face now as he adjusted their bodies, asking when she could feel Luna’s cunt plastered to her own. The minute she felt the slick puffiness underneath hers, her eyes rolled back and she moaned deeply giving Harry his answer. Then he was clutching both of their waists and moving, fucking Luna fucking her. Ginny had no idea; she had had no fucking idea it could ever be like this. She felt consumed by a fire, but even in her passion, as she felt pushed into a trance, she remembered Luna and leaned in to kiss her. She could hear Harry whine as if he were in pain now, but she couldn’t worry about that as she felt him moving them faster, like they were all on some mad ride at the fair like she went to when she was a kid.





When it hit this time, it was with the force of all three of them. The simultaneous climaxes were powerful enough to ignite an entire Quidditch pitch and the arena around it. Ginny felt like her cunt had dissolved into Luna’s folds and vice versa while the slamming rhythm Harry provided had been enough to feel like he was penetrating her very core. They each gave a long groan as they came and then held very taut to each other for the briefest second while time seemed to stand still, letting the aftereffects shatter them as it ran through connecting them like a spear. When the second abruptly finished, the three teens slumped like dead weight onto the hay and let out a collective breath.





For the third time this night, Ginny felt like she’d just been told an incredible secret.









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Luna was the happiest she’d been in a long time. It was the complete antithesis to how she felt when she’d arrived; so racked with guilt and fear that Harry would leave her. Having him punish her like that in front of Ginny had been scary, but so incredibly satisfying when it was over. When the girl had opposed her Master so defiantly by interrupting his punishment to protect her, Luna had been deeply touched by the act. She felt like the two of them had turned a corner and even though she knew it was wrong of her and had had to submit to her whipping, she was glad that she had brought the girl. There were no secrets between them now.





After the three had recuperated from that last sexual Olympic feat, they had snuggled together for a short while and talked about random things. Ginny had eagerly relayed the information about the DA meeting the next day and Harry got predictably enthusiastic about it. He asked her to give him a roster of who would be attending, getting quiet when he heard Ginny mention that it was devastating Dean had been kicked out of the school and was on the run, too. He eventually told them that the trio had come across Dean with some other people fleeing Death Eaters, but they had not approached the group, only heard what they were saying through the Extendable Ears. That was how he found out about them getting in trouble for trying to steal the sword; they’d heard one of the Goblins mention it along with the delicate information about the true nature of the sword in Dumbledore’s case. Luna was curious now, to know why Snape had requested it of her, and wondered again at how it had sat on his desk while they listened to his lecture. Perhaps he had put it elsewhere for safekeeping now and had produced the fake on his own? She brought up her thought to Harry.





“Luna, baby,” he snorted, “give up this idea that Snape is helping me out. I’m telling you, I saw the man kill Dumbledore with my own eyes, why would he be trying to get me Gryffindor’s sword? It’s mad. The only reason would be if he kne—”





He stopped short and got a funny look in his face before quickly trying to change the subject. Ginny tried to glean some more news about what they had been up to all this time, but Harry remained close-mouthed on the matter, insisting that they didn’t need to know, it was what was keeping them out of danger.





“How much longer are you going to let your bedhead grow until you do something about it? Trying to scare Tom to death by turning yourself into some lunatic hermit with a beard and crazy eye?





Harry only chuckled at her and then pulled her body closer to him and Luna. She lay between them as they continued to banter, knowing that they had their own kind of way of talking to each other, but feeling comfortable nonetheless.





“Well, what about you? Are you going to go back to school and kick some bloody arse or what? Where’s my little spitfire I know so well, busting heads and taking names with her Bat-Bogey and almighty Reducto?” he joked affectionately, but with a serious thread underneath.





“I thought you saw plenty of spitfire tonight, greedy little bitch,” she zinged back. Luna smiled as she yawned, so tired and ready for sleep but not wanting to leave Harry just yet.





“Oh, yeah, I sure did. Loved the way you sucked on my bollocks, by the way. That was fucking brilliant. Wish I’d had a mirror.”





“Yeah, well, you were right about one thing. You are a bleeding pervert, you prat. Can’t believe I watched you lick your own stuff out of Luna’s bum,” she huffed drolly as though she’d been offended when Harry had bent down earlier and stuck his tongue deep in Luna's arse to retrieve his sperm.





“My stuff? Stuff, Gin? Cor’, you can do better than that, surely? Like, how about my spooge, my jizz, or my lovejuice? Give me something with a little more spunk. Oooh, there’s another good one.”





Having the two of them continue to heckle each other over Luna’s head was almost as blissful as the moments after their orgasms, or what Harry had done to her with the horse bridle. That had been amazing to feel tapped into. She had felt equine almost immediately, and even though parts had been scary, once the ghosts of the horses that had worn it before settled into her, she felt like a frisky foal testing her trainer. It had been wonderful to have that energy running through her, but she had gone too far in her need to lay open to her Master’s whips and it had unfortunately upset Ginny. She would remember that if there was ever a next time. She could take a lot more than she acted out, but it was such a dramatic play between her and Harry that she felt she had to live up to the performance. He was so commanding with her, and she wanted to show him that she was properly remorseful. It pained her more when she hurt Harry emotionally than when he hurt her physically.





At a certain point, Harry had extracted himself from their lump of bodies and gone to get dressed. He started to pass them their clothes silently as the sign that the evening had come to an end was clear. Luna felt herself get tense again at the thought of leaving him alone out here. Reading such awful things about him in the paper only kept his situation painfully salient. She hated that he was in so much danger.





“Harry, before we go, is there anything you want us to concentrate on in the DA meeting? Should we be focusing our efforts on something in Hogwarts?”





Harry looked at her for a long time as he appeared to want to tell her something but continued to prevent himself from sharing.





“Um, just make sure you don’t let on to anyone that you’ve seen us. I’ve been clearing the Galleon of your marks the day after just in case. I guess, if you are going to be hitting the Carrows, start stockpiling any information from the Slytherin gossip and see if we can figure out where----Aaarggh!”





And as Ginny and Luna watched, the boy fell to the floor and gripped his forehead as he attempted to conceal the extent of his pain. But Luna could see it in his body and when she cried for Harry and pulled his head back in her arms, his eyelids were fluttering and she could see the whites underneath. Ginny knelt down to feel his forehead and then slapped him hard, but the dark haired teen only moaned before starting to speak in his sibilant whisper. Ginny blanched white and leapt back, but Luna recognized his Parseltongue. She called to Harry but he was calling out for a Nagini and then he grew silent and clammy. When his eyes flashed open again, the irises back where they belonged, he sat up quickly and told the girls that they would have to get home right away. He didn’t think it was safe out here, he explained, while they asked him about what just happened in worried entreaties.





“Did you see Tom?” Ginny asked hollowly, her voice barely recognizable. Harry stared at her and nodded his head, but would say nothing about what he saw Voldemort doing. Then he was crowding them to the edge of the loft as he gathered up the blanket to fold it over one of the bags of food. He slung his backpack over his shoulder, all the toys having been returned, and then used his wand to move the food back down in reverse to how things had started as he grabbed the lamp and followed the girls.





When they were outside again, the moon but a sliver in the sky and the clouds ghostly as they moved smoothly like sharks in water, he crushed the girls to his chest and demanded that they be okay and take better care of themselves when they got back.





“I can’t run Dumbledore’s Army this time, so tell Neville that he better do a good job and that you girls are my official trainers, okay? If I can get any useful information to you, I’ll do my best, but I’m limited to what I can do with the Galleon. And if you should come across anything that you think might be important, like…an object that maybe someone is looking for, make sure you remember it to tell me later, alright?”





Both Luna and Ginny nodded obediently and then he leaned down to kiss Ginny sweetly in an embrace. She looked at him fiercely when he drew back, and for a second Luna worried she still might be angry, but then she could see Ginny’s strength emanating from that piqued face and she knew it was something more like pride that she saw there. When Harry turned to Luna, however, he wrapped his arms around her tightly and kissed her so intensely she felt all of her breath sucked from her lungs. It felt like he was pouring everything he had into that snog and she was ready to cry by the time he pulled away from her. She shook again wanting to wrap herself around him like paper and never letting go.





“I love you, Harry,” she whispered. He smiled at her, echoing her words, and then sent them away.









Well, that was a looootta sex to write. Hope you enjoyed it all as we are now at the end of this little triangle.