Girls & Boys

Hola! Thanks so much for your reviews. They are a pleasure, usually. Except, I will just say to one wayward enthusiast, I removed that review expressly because it really made me a little sick. Just a note to the readers: if you've read my other story, you know I don't shy away from too much when it comes to sex, but I don't write porn for porn's sake. I'm not here to make any one character "as nasty as they wanna be". Luna has a brain in her head, sorry, so she will think about the things she does and the decisions she makes and there are repercussions in this story. No mindless bimbos who like to play up the fantasy of 'cumbucket' with no qualms and don't mind it when you treat them like a joke afterward. I don't do sex robots. Characters, however, I try to keep as close to canon as I can. You be the judge.



So, with that in mind, there is going to be a definite flirting with role reversals and gender perceptions. The pov's will continue to bounce back between Harry and Luna. I will say that I am a woman, but I hope I can do a credible job of presenting a male/female perspective. I don't think they will be too rooted in stereotypes, hopefully, as I see both Harry and Luna atypical in a lot of ways.



Hope you enjoy. Thanks, joshsmote, for your enthusiasm! Lol, here is your fix. And thank you, Catch, for your lovely, insightful reviews.







Chapter 3







Harry sat at breakfast in the Great Hall and picked at his French toast as he watched the dueling couple in front of him. It was game day and they would be playing the Ravenclaw team so all four tables were abuzz with excited chatter. The boy was idly playing with the now wilted eggy bread while witnessing Lavender trying to ease Ron’s nerves, but the red-head was tetchy as he kept trying to disengage from her clutching hands. Harry let his gaze wander downwards to stare at Lavender’s breasts jiggle up and down as she huffed in exasperation then flounced in her seat to face Parvati next to her; pretending she’d had enough of Ron’s rude behaviour. The buxom blonde was fooling no one, however, as she continued to peek glances over her shoulder to see if her moody boyfriend was ready to embrace her hovering.





Ron was still prone to a case of the willies before a Quidditch match, even though he’d already had some success, but Harry thought it best to leave him alone and figured he’d be fine by the time he got out on the field. The raven haired wizard felt he had done plenty on Ron’s behalf to boost his confidence; he didn’t need to be the boy’s hand-holder any longer. Yes, it was much nicer to let Ron’s current snogging partner provide Harry with some lovely daydreams as he thought ahead on how to get his team in a competitive spirit. When he suddenly noticed Parvati glaring at him ogling Lavender’s chest, he quickly coughed into his fist and looked back to his food while feeling just the tiniest bit flustered at having been caught. He avoided looking back up to see if the Indian girl had alerted her friend to his indiscretion. Instead, when he thought a suitable time had elapsed, he took a glance in Hermione and Ginny’s direction down at the other end of the table. Those two were thick as thieves these days, he thought with some suspicion. His other best friend was doing her own poor acting at pretending to not notice that Ron was in the company of the silly Gryffindor again and she laughed a bit too heartily at something Ginny was whispering to her while leaning across their plates.





Girls, he sighed in his head. They were an odd bunch. And he was giving it up to the oddest one of them all, he mused. Then again, just because he couldn’t understand girls he was still a normal bloke, right? Harry didn’t really know any of his mates who had them all figured out. Unfortunately, after last night, he was now the teeniest bit worried that there might be some question as to his sexual orientation.





Luna had managed to talk him into another first by Transfiguring her little vibrating toy until its sleek surface adjusted in appearance and texture to become quite the facsimile of the real thing. She had then proceeded to harness it to herself so that it protruded from her pelvic bone as her own self-styled penis. The clever girl had included another item to the contraption—a day-glo green anal plug—to fit into her arsehole at the same time, then brandished her new ‘wand’ before him and asked Harry to bend over on all fours in front of her.





“You’re joking, right?” he had asked, completely dumbfounded.





“No, I don’t think so. Why; did I say something funny?” she had responded in all seriousness, although her pupils were growing a bit dilated and she was breathing heavily. Harry had felt his masculinity rise up acutely enough to resist, but then she was moaning and breathing on his knob while her fingers twiddled with his bollocks. She had coaxed him to turn over so she could put her tongue down into his arse to explore his rosebud. Thank Merlin he had showered before meeting up with her in their Room of Requirement hideaway, he mentally enthused, which had resembled the inside of a British captain’s tent on the African plains from the turn of the century, as if they were ready to hunt some big game. He had stared at pictures of lions and tigers and replicas of rhino tusks, his mouth open to a constant stream of groans, while his girlfriend tongue fucked him like he was a bloody slag. By the time the girl was ready to penetrate him, she’d slathered him with enough of her spit during the rimming that he was ready for her and it really didn’t take much effort at all before she was faux-balls deep in his bottom and sliding her grip up and down his now brick-hard shaft. It had felt amazing, especially when she’d grabbed a chunk of his messy locks and pulled his head back sharply calling him dirty names and then licking and biting his earlobe and neck like a wild woman.





There in the hidden room, neither of them had to worry about volume and Harry let his shouts ring through the gauzy netting circling their bed and out into the rest of their re-imagined space. He had never seen Luna so unleashed before and it was a bit like being on the receiving end of a Reducto spell. His bum felt bruised she was slamming into him so hard, but it felt strangely exciting to be submitting to her keyed up and empowered energy, such a complete turnaround to how she was typically perceived. The blonde had taken aim at that small spot inside him again, but it had been too intense that time and it only made him feel like peeing. When he asked her to change her angle, however, she had complied sweetly before taking hold of his shoulders and growling to hold on, little bitch as she started pounding him again. Once her hand had made it to his straining cock to sweep over it a few more strokes, he had shot his load out across the entire bed in an arc that was impressive even to his dazed eyes. Yet, Luna hadn’t stopped, only slowed and re-focused her thrusts until he was getting hard again. After he’d finally come back to his rigid state for another go, she had promptly pulled out, flipped him on to his back, and sat her sopping wet cunt down hard on his prick with the strap-on still affixed and the dildo still in her arse. He just watched her amazed as she fucked herself on him, his hands quick to grasp her tits and squeeze, until her looming climax could be seen and heard through every inflection, every tremor, every gesture; her face like watching a dazzling, holy light imbue her in a golden sheen. She sang for long minutes when she finally came, and then slumped down on Harry as if she’d been wiped clean of sentience and would never get up again. While he himself had been pretty exhausted, the boy had prodded her back into awareness and kissed her gently.





Yes, it had been pretty awesome, he’d had to admit, even as they had gone and done another round up with Luna twisting and humping Harry’s dick as he lay there; her back to him as she’d held tight to his legs and screamed. He was now firmly a proponent of girls being sexually advanced; his disappointing and innocent lip-lock with Cho buried in his memories like they were from another person. Harry’s thoughts swirled once more around his female friends and what kind of dirty ideas they wished to engage in; if they ever involved him in these fantasies. Did Hermione or Ginny ever think about sucking his cock? He felt like he wanted to fuck everybody in this altered mode. Well, everybody with tits and a twat, that is. The teen worried his bottom lip as his mind went back over the events of the night before. He couldn’t be gay, he posited, he loved girls’ bodies WAY too much. Specifically, their very girly bits centered at their chest range. Just because he’d let his persuasive girlfriend roger him senseless didn’t mean he was predisposed to be a pillow-biter, right? Right?? He visibly rolled his eyes before fixating them back to Lavender’s gourds, he didn’t care who was watching him do it.



Eventually, the hub of voices around him slid away and his eyes roamed across the Ravenclaw table once more looking for Luna. He wondered where his sexually motivated girlfriend was keeping herself this morning, as she had yet to arrive for the morning meal. Perhaps he should go looking for her after everyone else headed to class. He could probably fly up to her window to check there, if need be, and claim he was practicing for the game if anyone saw him. Then again, he had McGonagall first period, so that was probably not a good class to bunk off. Harry sighed and glanced over at the doorway again to see if he could spot her. Hmm, nothing.





“Harry, you better give us a win, today, old man. Can’t have those toffs in ‘Claw stealin’ our thunder, yeah?,” said the boy next to him. Harry looked to Seamus and blinked as he attempted to bring his focus back to his environment and clear his head of the panoply of large boobs invading it.





“Er, sure, I think we’re looking pretty all right. Should be easy, right, Ron?” He glanced over to his tense friend who was still shoveling food into his maw, but the ginger gulped suddenly to have the attention on him. Seamus, however, never took his big grin off of Harry. The self-conscious teen lazily looked back to his right and then started somewhat to catch such an intense gaze from the Irish lad; his head swiveling to his other side to see if there was something spectacular to his left that the boy was meant to be staring at. No, nothing but Neville reading while he ate, he noted. He was about to turn back to Ron feeling very watched when he saw her out of the corner of his eye waltzing into the Great Hall as if all the students inside had been awaiting her arrival.





Luna strolled in with her dreamy smile and the weirdest contraption on her head he had ever seen. He thought it was some sort of hat, at first, but the fur and eyes suggested another head from some animal. By the time she had glided past the rest of the tables and was obviously on her way to the Gryffindor seats with her stare fixed on Harry, he could make out what appeared to be a lion’s head atop her blonde mane. There was a sudden roar in the hall as the mouth of her strange headpiece opened. The entire collective of students were agog as they watched her enter, but at the sound of the beast there was a bubbling of laughter as people began to react to her get-up. Once Luna had made it to Harry, however, he noted again how her eyes were so wide and slightly off with the black buttons taking over with a rim of grey and her distracted smile plastered on like an after-thought. He’d angled his body sideways as he watched her come forward and when she stood right before him her leg slid over the bench so that she straddled his thigh as she sat down. He imagined that even through their robes he could still feel her wet snatch and pebbled nipples.





“Haaaarrr-eeee,” she moaned into his ear. The boy was instantly hard but also completely mortified by the display. He was not used to her being affectionate with him in such a public way other than hand holding and his cheeks burned as he felt eyes boring into him from all around the huge room. What was she planning on doing, he wondered wildly?





“Nice hat, Luna. You defecting from your own house or sum’thin’?” Seamus smirked. There was another roar from the decoration and the group around them chuckled heartily. Even Ron beamed with his mirth as he stared disbelieving at Luna’s theatrical headgear.





“I want to declare my loyalty to the Gryffindor team. Especially to the Captain,” she purred as her hand slid downwards to slip inside of his robe and grab hold of his erection. Harry jerked his body and stopped himself just shy of squeaking like a girl, but his reaction still made it a bit obvious to his mouth-dropping cohorts what had just happened.





Harry cleared his throat and attempted to recover his dignity. “Uh, Lu, where have you been all morning? We’re just about done and breaking for class,” he informed her rather disappointed that they didn’t get up to some shagging in a cupboard somewhere. Luna leaned down and snogged him right there in front of everybody, her pink tongue poking out to slide into his mouth most suggestively as he took hold of her waist and tried to stop her from pressing into him. This was getting downright embarrassing, he stressed, as he imagined that the teachers sitting at the head table were now fully cognizant of this shameless display of hormones right amidst their morning noshing. Luna shifted her bum so that her legs were hanging on either side of his lap and she ground her crotch into his. Holy fucking shite! the panicked voice in his head shouted while he moved his head back far enough to get away from her lips; eventually knocking into Seamus’ and practically falling into the boy’s plate of food.





“Bloody hell, you two; get a room already,” the small-statured Finnegan exclaimed with some annoyance. Harry tried once again to hold Luna back from her amorous antics with him, but she seemed highly determined, for some reason, to make a point of feeling him up so that their classmates could see. He wasn’t sure quite what to do in this situation and he was becoming increasingly uncomfortable about the show. Luna pulled back and looked at him with some amusement in those big eyes.





“Mmm, Harry, Seamus is right, let’s go somewhere else. I haven’t had breakfast yet.” Her tone was still dreamy in that sex-kittenish voice and his prick wanted to play regardless of how red his face was currently.





“Uh, well, the food is here, Lu, why do you need to go elsewhere?” he asked puzzled as Neville snorted at him like he was daft.





She put her mouth back close to his ear again and whispered loud enough for the boys sitting on each side of them to hear. “Well, you’ll be the one providing me with my nourishment, Harry,” she moaned. Harry started to cough loudly until he was having a small fit and had to let Luna hold his glass of pumpkin juice up to his lips. When he glanced up briefly, sure that he was redder than Ron’s flaming hair, he noticed that his mate’s mouth was still gaping as he stared while out of Harry’s peripheral vision he caught Hermione looking at him with a big frown on her face. Maybe he did need to extract himself from this scene.





He allowed her to pull him out of the banquet hall moments before the bell would sound to send the rest of them to their lessons, eager to have her bring him off now that she’d aroused him. Luna never disappointed, he should have realized. They had ended up missing first class entirely even though he knew he’d be hearing it from McGonagall later, but still enjoying how the girl had lavished his knob with her talents in the very back of the mostly empty library and then switching positions enthusiastically to return the favor. At the midday break, with Harry now dressed in his Quidditch uniform and on his way to meet up with the team for dinner, she’d stopped him on his course for the Great Hall and turned him to march straight up to her dorm as everyone else had been downstairs. Their copulation had been fevered and frenetic while she rode him hard in her sexual delirium. Harry kept thinking that this was probably not a good drain of his energy on game day, but he had been loath to deny her.





It had all turned out all right, however, as he had played quite well and got to the Snitch in the third quarter giving them a win of 380 points over Ravenclaw’s 100. Hearing that lion’s roar periodically from the stands and knowing Luna was watching made him want to play and coach better, as if he had wanted her to be proud of him or something weird like that. There was a distinct sense of satisfaction during the Common Room celebration as his fellow housemates clapped him on the back and congratulated him. Katie Bell gave him a big hug and he got a thrill at feeling her tits squish against him, but when she’d kissed him on the cheek and told him he made a great Captain, he suddenly wondered if he could get Luna to enlist Katie for the “Harry Practice” time she’d promised to her Ravenclaw roommates. Blimey, that would be something else, he thought, but then he’d remembered that Luna wanted to meet him in the Room of Requirement for their own celebration and he’d eventually excused himself on the premise that he had to make up some homework in the library. Seamus and Neville both gave him a strange, doubtful look, but he’d scrambled out of the portrait hole and didn’t give them another thought. Luna had been starkers waiting for him, her fingers already plunging in her gash as her legs were bent up and wide open for him. If possible, the blonde eccentric had been even more sexed up than earlier and their coupling took on a level of athleticism and ridiculous pummeling that had left him breathless and boneless, groaning like an old man by the time they were done.





Gods, but she was good for the soul. Knowing that he would be spending Christmas break with Ron’s family at the Burrow, Harry was chuffed that he’d be able to meet up with her secretly during his time there. It would be a tough call, otherwise, to be away from her that long. Until then, however, they had plenty of opportunities to get a leg over and whenever she asked to delve into his arse when they had the time, he barely protested at all. They were fast running out of rooms to utilize for their private trysts, though, as they’d been in just about every space in Hogwarts castle that stood empty for even the shortest time. The days passed by breezily with so much sex to fill them up. It was leading up to the last Hogsmeade weekend before hols when he asked about the ‘get-together’ in Ravenclaw tower with Su Li and Lara. Luna had said nothing at first, blithely finishing her report for Arithmancy while they made use of the library for more studious pursuits this time. Harry was just about to repeat himself when she’d looked him in the face and gave one of her slow, wicked smiles that promised orgasms untold.





“Don’t worry, Harry, I’ve taken care of it. But I do need to get a dress for Slughorn’s party, so we’ll have to go in to town for a bit. I shan’t take long, I don’t think. I already mailed Madam Malkin with the style I wanted,” she demurred.





Harry smiled back to discover that Luna was at least attempting to dress nice for the party that he’d invited her to. He had not at all been excited about it until he’d realized he could bring his girlfriend and she’d more than likely make it loads more fun with her sexy ideas. He’d dipped his head into the space between her neck and shoulder and licked her skin in appreciation. She moaned lightly and his dick was instantly hard. They didn’t spend any more time studying after that.





So it was that their December visit into Hogsmeade was upon them and Harry was eagerly dressing for the excursion. He had plans on going there with Luna alone, but she had suggested he hang out with Ron and his mates while she shopped after they would arrive. It was so cool to have a girlfriend who didn’t expect him to shop with her for clothes and ask him silly questions about them. Ron was fleeing Lavender these days every chance he got, so he was more than happy to latch on to Harry and they had made plans to meet at the Hog’s Head. It was chilly out; there had been snow in the last week, and Harry picked out his tightest fitting Henley to wear underneath his heavy wool jacket. The black jeans he wore had been a recent acquisition and Luna had commented more than a few times that she liked the way they looked on him. That had usually led to more shagging. But they would be leaving early to prepare for the Ravenclaw girls’ next lesson, he reminded himself giddily, so he wanted to look fit. He had never thought about that stuff before, but the promise of being attended to sexually by three lovely birds was a powerful motivator.





Luna had greeted him outside with the rest of the horde in her bright yellow coat and stocking cap with a daisy appliquéd to the side by slipping her hands around his bottom and giving it a squeeze as she kissed him. These blatant shows around their peers were coming more and more frequently and usually signaled that Luna was incredibly horny, so Harry didn’t bother to get into a tizzy about it and simply slipped his arm around her waist as they made their way away from the castle. A few whistles and catcalls would invariably arise when she did that to him; it had certainly been getting him speculative gazes in his dorm, and just last night Dean had asked Harry if he was still a virgin out of the blue. He had stammered and hawed, somehow feeling awkward about admitting such a thing, until Ron had told Dean to mind his business. The topic was dropped immediately after to Harry’s relief, but he had wondered what Ron was really thinking about the whole affair.





After he had dropped Luna off at Madam Malkin’s with the promise to meet her back in her dorm at noon, he headed to the Hog’s Head tavern; tucking his hands into his deep pockets to keep warm. He found his mate straight away upon entering, and felt curiously saddened that the third part of their trio was still MIA. He supposed his curly-headed friend was off somewhere with Ginny; perhaps even at the dress shop with Luna getting ready for the party herself. He had heard from a source that she had been asked to Slughorn’s event by Cormac McLaggen; the git. He didn’t know what Hermione was thinking if she had accepted the date, but far be it from him to counsel his friends on their romantic choices. He was certain that if she had, it was only to make Ron jealous, but he wondered if the red-head even noticed these things. Harry sat at the table where Ron waited now and took a gander around the place to note who was in attendance. The pub was a little more popular these days since the D.A. meeting, but it was still sparsely populated even as a few more Hogwarts students stepped in. The boys’ ordered some Butterbeers and talked a bit about their Quidditch win and what plays Harry had in mind when they would come up against Slytherin in their next match. The conversation meandered comfortably until Harry felt a sudden curiosity to know just what had transpired between his best friend and the boy’s first girlfriend. He broached the subject delicately.





“So, are you going to evade Lavender until you’re in the mood for getting off, or what?” he questioned.





Ron colored at the mention of his overzealous, slightly mad, and way-too clingy snog partner. “Uh, well, I think I might have to, you know, break up with her,” he announced. Harry didn’t know whether to cheer his mate on or be disheartened.





“Oh. So-o-o-o, then it’s not that….good?” he probed carefully.





“What’s not good? The fact that the girl is barmy and won’t leave me alone, or the…other stuff?” Ron looked stricken now, but Harry carried on.





“Well, yeah, I think we can all agree she’s a nightmare, but you know, how’s the other stuff is what I’m asking about, right? Are you at least…well, does she do more than…I mean, what do you two get up to when she doesn’t have her tongue down your gob?” This was a lot more difficult to discern than he had anticipated. Why was he so embarrassed to talk about sex with his mates? Then again, how would he feel if he was doing something wrong and the other boys had to point that out to him? Best to keep quiet, sometimes, he reasoned.





“I don’t know, we, uh, talk, I suppose.” Harry was disappointed to hear that and his face fell. Ron must have noticed, however, because then he suggested they might have groped some on occasion. Harry perked up.







“Shite, I knew it; you got to play with her tits?” he whispered, awestruck. Ron’s eyes bulged at first but then his face slowly broke into a grin and he snorted at Harry.





“Mate, you should see your mug. I think we’ve all sorted out that you like the big bubbies; Lavender’s commented on it enough. Try not to drool too much, yeah?” Harry was suitably sheepish, but had to find out more about them, anyway.





“Well, spill, then; what were they like? I bet they’re soft; soft as feather pillows.” It was becoming more difficult to reign in his exuberance as he imagined the descriptions Ron could regale him with.





The Weasley boy looked at him strangely and then nodded his head, leaning in over his folded arms as he spoke. “Yeah, they’re massive, alright. I do like touching them. What about Luna’s?” he suddenly asked conspiratorially in their murmuring voices.





Harry was surprised at the inquiry, for some reason, and looked quizzical. He wondered how many boys thought about Luna’s bits, now that Ron had expressed an interest; his mind refusing to think about Andrew and Theodore. But he supposed it was tit-for-tat, so he shared as much information as he could, hoping to hear more about big knockers in return.





“Well, yeah, they’re great and all. I mean, I like sucking on them ‘cause she gets so into it, you know? And they feel awesome when she slides my knob between them, but they’re no Lavender behemoths. They’re not even Katie Bell size, really, but just very perky and happy to see me all the time. It would have been sweet if they were bigger, but you know, I’m not complaining, really. She’s—she’s an interesting girl to, uh...have it…off with.” He watched Ron’s expression change from inquisitive to befuddlement to wide-eyed wonder and started to feel apprehensive again.





“Right, so—it’s true, then?” the boy breathed out. “You and Luna ARE shagging. Blimey, Harry, could have told your best mate about it.” The red-head rolled his eyes and then leaned back on the chair as he regarded his friend with some annoyance.





“What do you mean? I AM telling you. I didn’t know I was supposed to come running to you right after it happened. No one else talks about it in our room. You didn’t exactly tell me when you started shagging Lavender, did you?” he shout-whispered back.





“That’s because we haven’t started, you git, and neither have any of the sad blokes in our dorm. And Dean had BETTER not been getting a piece, since that piece of skirt would have belonged to my sister and I’d have to give him a right pasting, wouldn’t I?” The boy quickly glanced around the tavern to make sure that no one had heard him before leaning back into the huddle with Harry and bringing his face up close. Harry felt gobstruck that not only had he been duped into a confession but that he’d be getting no tales of tittysex in the toilets.





“So, Lavender let you feel her breasts and she didn’t want to shag after? Did she at least, you know, get you off, mate?” He was starting to feel a bit sorry for Ron at his end of the deal and appreciate Luna a whole lot more.





“Lav-Lav? Shit, no. She put her hand in my zipper once, and that felt brill, but it was one tug and then back to business. And I only got to feel her tits over her boulder holder, anyway. They were a bit of alright, but it’s not like I got to do that all bleeding night. She’s kind of a tease, if you ask me. The snogging was bloody marvelous at first, but now it’s a bit boring, to be honest, and the girl is starting to get my mad up. You want to steer clear of her when she’s on the blob, believe me. I don’t even think she’s that pretty.” He gave Harry a doleful look before a gleam sparked his eyes and his mouth curved up on one side. “Now, Luna? She’s bang-tidy. She might be two cans short of a picnic, but you got lucky there, Harry. I’d give up big tits for a shot at her. I bet the girl treats you well, mate.”





Ron’s tone had turned again to something approaching reverence, and Harry suddenly got his back up at this reveal. Since when did Ron fancy his girlfriend? He usually made fun of her, but he was talking now as if he was all eager to get in her knickers. The Boy-Who-Lived-To-Shag-Loony Lovegood squashed down a flare of anger and shrugged his shoulders noncommittally before he noticed that Seamus and Dean had found them and were heading over to their table. He looked down at his watch and saw he had another half hour before he was to meet Lu in her room with the girls.





Well, perhaps one more Butterbeer before he left, he decided, as he swiftly changed the subject.







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Luna was on the way back to Hogwarts with her dress in a bag over her arm when she heard her name being called and turned around. It looked like Su, Lara, and another girl were running their way up the path behind her as they went to flag her down. The wistful girl stood and waited for them to come pounding up to her, cold breaths swirling before them as they huffed and drew nearer. She gave the barest hint of a smile back and stared closely at the girl she didn’t know. Su Li spoke up first.





“Hey, Luna, we were just on our way back and wanted to ask you about something,” the Asian girl exhaled in a rush. Luna waited patiently as the threesome attempted to catch their wind and get to the meat of it. Su then quickly introduced the third party.





“This is Kelley. She’s in Hufflepuff but she’s my best friend. We were going to invite her up to our dorm and wanted to see if you’d mind letting her meet Harry, too.”





Luna looked over Su’s curvy friend who stood in front of her with her hand on a bent hip as if expecting to be assessed for her fitness. The girl had long brown, wavy hair with wet, dewy eyes to match and while she was shorter than the statuesque Ravenclaw to her right, she shared the top heavy physique with quite a flare of the hips to accommodate the round fullness of her bottom. She wore a snug pair of beige khakis to accentuate the upside down heart-shape of her backside and her coat was flung open to reveal a bright pink jumper clinging to the fleshy mounds that spilled out of the top of her bra. There was a definite attitude in her stance that spoke of sexual confidence.





“Aye, I won’ be lettin’ on nothing about yer arrangement,” she assured Luna in her heavy brogue.





Luna debated whether she should reject the girl or not. While she was miffed that Su Li had blabbed to a friend, she did find some appeal to having their number increase if only to test how much Harry could handle. It had been very intriguing to see the boy’s reaction to their last group setting and Luna had discovered that she wanted to push Harry into other situations that overwhelmed him to see how he would fare. He was definitely a bit of a slag, she noted with some amusement, but it was as if he was not yet aware of this fact and his continued embarrassment and weak objections only added to her enjoyment.





“I suppose it will be all right,” Luna approved. “I’m just heading back with my dress for the party and then I’ll meet Harry at the entrance to the Common Room at noon. It’ll be better if you three are waiting for him when we come up,” she directed.





“So, what’s your deal, then? You like to loan out The Chosen One or this is like we’re giving him a spanking for being a bad boy or som’thin’?” the new girl asked with her eyebrows furrowed.





The pale witch looked at her shrewdly and then glanced over to Su Li who blushed. “Oh, I told her about the ropes business. You never really said why you two were doing that. Is he going to be tied down again while we suck on his knob?”





Luna just sighed and turned to face in front of her again as she began her walk back to the school. The three girls hurried to keep up with her brisk steps. “You don’t really need to know what Harry and I are into,” she remarked over her shoulder. “This is just a little…experiment. Don’t get too comfortable with the idea. Harry’s mine and he does what I tell him to.” The young Ravenclaw bristled at their presumption.





She didn’t like the suggestion of the girls thinking they had some right to Harry’s body just because she had allowed a little fooling around. She was going to have to be very explicit with them about boundaries. Luna had meant what she said.





Harry belonged to her.





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The boy of the hour was fuming outside of the Ravenclaw tower’s secret entrance as he struggled to answer the stupid riddle. Who ever heard of such a thing, being given some mad question that made absolutely no sense when he just wanted to be let inside? He preferred the much more straightforward password approach and gained a new appreciation for the Fat Lady’s simplicity.





He tried again to come up with a satisfactory reply for the stupid doorknocker, but just then, thankfully, it opened on its own before Harry could see that Luna was standing behind it waiting for him. Despite his aggravation, he grinned at her while demanding to know what the hell had a mouth but couldn’t eat and moved with no legs. Luna’s face bore the hint of a smile as she calmly replied a river then took his hand to clasp her fingers through his as she led him through the now familiar path to the dorms. This time, she floated him up the stairway while he lay flat on his back in mid-air; her small hand guiding him by a loop in his jeans. He hadn’t had a chance to see what she wore under her coat when they had left, but now he could see she’d peeled off most of her clothes in the warmth of the indoors and was dressed only in a snug camisole and baggy, linen pants giving her a very relaxed, elegant poise. Harry could see plain as day that she didn’t have a bra on under her top and the sight got him immediately ready for what awaited him upstairs.





Still, he felt a fluttering in his belly and his nerves jangled as his mind wandered to what the strange girl had planned for him and what she would have Lara and Su do to his bits when he got there. Once he was brought into the room and on his feet, however, the teen stopped short when he saw someone new added to the mix—three girls sat on Luna’s bed staring him down as if he were a lit up Christmas tree with a pile of presents at his feet. It suddenly occurred to him that things would be very different this time in that he wasn’t already tied up and naked for them to study but would have to actively undress in front of these girls he barely knew. He was now feeling a bit shy about the prospect and his earlier enthusiasm waned just a tad.





Luna came up behind him to rest a hand on his back and he jumped at the touch; feeling foolish as one of the girls giggled. He looked at his girlfriend with a “what now?” expression on his beleaguered face hoping that she would take control of the scene again and not make him strip for his audience without at least some coercion.





“Ready, Harry?” Luna asked in her misty demeanor. The Chosen One gulped hard as he turned back to face the crowded bed.



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One of the things that Luna most liked about Harry Potter was that he didn’t act like a typical boy, especially where girls and sex were concerned. Seeing his cheeks go pink as he tried his very best to nonchalantly stroll up to her ‘assistants’ and nod his head in quiet greeting only seemed to bring this innocence to light, which she found curious considering how much they had already done together.





Su immediately jumped into the introductions with her dodgy girlfriend. Luna watched the Irish beauty’s eyes light up as she held out her hand to him, stumbling over the names of their mutual mates and then ogling his body in an ostentatious showing. Kelley licked her lips suggestively as Su Li snickered and nudged her in her side with an elbow. Yes, she’d definitely have to watch that one, Luna thought again. Harry gave a very obvious once over to Su’s and Kelley’s chests before jerking his head away to look around the room guiltily. Luna mentally sighed once more as she wondered whether she should let Harry have his fantasy by talking her roommate into going topless.





First she needed to get Harry comfortable, she determined, and lay out what she expected from him and the girls before they started. She had thought about it quite a lot the night before and was sort of eager to get Harry back into a sexual frenzy again, but more than that she had wanted to see what the flip side of her experience in the Room of Requirement with Ernie and his cronies would be like. Could the four of them turn Harry into a whorish spectacle for the sole benefit of fulfilling their whims and desires? She was extremely curious to know what it would be like to use a boy the way that they often fantasized about using girls and she felt that she’d established the type of relationship with Harry where there was freedom to press him.





She recalled again how the boys had fixated their attentions on her and coaxed her into servicing their needs and kinks. The dreamy girl had felt simultaneously powerful and exploited. The fact that so much of the energy in the room had been channeled through her cunt as she provided them with their gratification had definitely felt huge and satisfying in a way that she couldn’t quite grasp yet, but their apparent derisive attitude left her irritated. She had felt so much like simply the facilitator instead of a real person who was giving them an enjoyable experience. Instead of being celebrated, she had felt maligned, in a way; the boys had been much more interested in each others’ orgasms than hers. It was vaguely tribal and somewhat homoerotic, she thought. The boys wanted her, but they wanted to condemn her, too, and this disparity drove her spare as it seemed passive-aggressive and unfair. When she had fractured their little group and took them in singles and pairs, she had felt more in control, a bit more connected to the action. Now she wanted to play the role reversal and wondered how she would get the fairly inexperienced girls to follow her lead.





“Harry,” she called softly yet demandingly. The boy turned to her eyes wide and she topped her hand on his head and started to push downwards until Harry followed through and got on his knees. Luna was already getting excited and thrilled to his subservience as her nipples turned to bullets. She stroked his hair fondly before instructing him to take off his shirt and then gave the girls a haughty glance as he did her bidding. When he was done, he sat there looking at her like a puppy waiting for his master’s approval as the trio on her bed murmured between them. Luna smiled sweetly to him and then walked to her trunk to open the lid; pulling out a long chain attached to two leather hoops. One was wide enough to fit around a throat, while the other she slipped her fingers through and wrapped around her hand. Harry coughed a little nervously when she magically opened the noose and closed it around his neck. There was a gasp from one of the witnesses and Luna fixed her stare to the girls as she yanked the chain to pull Harry closer to her.





“So, Harry is going to take care of us, today. If you want to practice something on him; that’s fine, just ask first, but he’ll be here expressly to pleasure you so now would be the time to decide what service you would like him to provide,” she informed them.





“Does that mean we’ll be getting starkers, too?” Lara blushed as she gawked at Harry’s collar and naked torso.





“Well, it would be difficult for Harry to lick your bits through your clothes, so yes, if you want him to go down on you you’ll have to remove something.”





There was a tittering of embarrassed laughter and a bark of surprise from Su, but then they looked over at Harry again with eyes glazed over and a different attitude. The subject of their lust merely looked stunned, but then swallowed visibly as his breathing grew heavy. Luna had to ask him twice to stand up before it got through to him and he could comply. Once he was up, however, she quickly grabbed hold of his button and popped it out of the hole then unzipped and slid down both pants almost in one go. Kelley gave a lascivious chuckle to see Harry’s cock bob up and say hello but the boy kept his eyes downcast. Luna ignored her and bent down to pull Harry’s feet out of his pant legs; slipping off his shoes and socks as she did so. After he was completely nude, the boy’s hands sort of crept over to cover his manly tumescence, but Luna pushed them behind him to rest on his bum as she crossed his wrists. Kneeling before him like that, she couldn’t resist leaning over and letting her tongue trail along the underside of his cock and close her lips over the tip. Hearing Harry moan then getting feedback from the girls felt inspiring and Luna’s brain went into overdrive as she imagined how many things they could get Harry to do before the afternoon was over.





Luna stood up and prodded him over to the bed, herding the girls backwards as she motioned Harry to get on all fours on the mattress. He looked a bit shaky as hands were immediately reaching out to start petting and stroking him while the light blonde witch sat at the foot of the bed behind him. Harry’s head glanced over his shoulder at her in confusion but she only patted him on the rump and smiled indulgently.





“Right, so I think we should begin with kissing first. It’s a good way to warm things up and Harry is very good at it. Lara, why don’t you start, then Su and then Kelley?” There was a general murmuring of consent and then the youngest girl in the circle crawled over to Luna’s pillow to hesitantly seat herself in front of the Hogwarts celebrity. Luna yanked on the chain once more and cautioned Harry to keep it slow and let Lara set the pace. The ringlet wearing Ravenclaw let her eyes sweep over the male in front of her seeming more nervous with the notion of dealing with his mouth than she did with his knob. Luna asked Lara to take off Harry’s glasses before she started and once the girl removed them she handed them to Su who then sent them on to Kelley who ended the chain with the director, who took hold of the specs and slipped one frame over her top so that they hung there with a casual possessiveness.





Lara, meanwhile, leaned over to delicately place her lips upon Harry’s who had closed his burning eyes of verdant green and opened his mouth slightly. Although appearing shy, the girl didn’t take terribly long before she was holding the side of his head and rapturously sliding her tongue around his while making sweet mewling sounds. Luna wanted to see a better angle of Harry’s face and so shifted to the boy’s side as her hand smoothed languorously up over his bottom and along his spine. Harry shivered then moaned into Lara’s mouth and when Luna let her other hand drop down to stroke and squeeze his shaft, the moan deepened into a full aching groan all while his attention never faltered from the lips in front of him.





She kept up her handjob until she felt it was time to switch girls; calling out the next rotation as Harry’s bum started to move and push his cock further into her hand. The two Ravenclaws bounced around each other on the bed with goofy grins on their mugs and Su dove to the raven-haired wizard’s gob as if it held a drop of Felix Felicis. Harry stared down at her bust again before letting her suck on his tongue, but a few minutes later when the teen attempted to shift his weight to one hand so that he could lift the other and hesitantly raise it to one of Su’s breasts, Luna saw what he was about to do and gave him a hard slap on his rump. All four of them startled; Harry whipping his head over his shoulder to stare at her in shock while Kelley and Lara widened their eyes scandalized. Su merely looked indignant to not have Harry Potter snogging her at the moment. All eyes were on her and the pale blonde suddenly wondered why she had done such a thing. She quickly recovered, however, and made her demands of the boy.





“If you want to touch Su Li’s breasts, Harry, you have to ask her permission first. Remember, you’re supposed to be pleasuring Su, not the other way around. She might not want to be groped,” she finished reasonably.





Harry looked properly contrite and began again. “Er, Su, may I fondle your breasts, please?” the teen asked humbly. Su and Kelley laughed together as they leaned in at the shoulders.





“What do you think? Should I let him?” the Asian girl solicited from her friend.





“I would! But I’m not the one with an Italian mother blessing me with her genes, am I? Don’t know if Potter even notices my boobies next to yours, girl,” cracked the Irish lass.





“Uh, yeah, sure I do,” Harry shyly added the conversation. Kelley snorted in a very unlady-like manner but then pushed Su in the side and challenged her.





“Aye, I’ll strip if you do,” she urged throatily. Both girls then made a mad dash to disrobe, with Su furiously trying to unbutton her blouse while Kelley tugged her glaring pink jumper up over her head. When they were both down to their bras, giggling infectiously while they reached over each other’s back to unhook their lingerie, Harry’s mouth hung open dazedly so that Luna took the opportunity to slide her hand into his arse and rub at the wrinkled knot there. The boy jerked at first then eased into the motion once she spread his globes open and then used her wand to cast a cleaning charm. By now, the girls were bare breasted and tantalizing Harry by pushing their glory to his face. He was whining like a puppy as he tried to suck on them both at the same time, his hands eagerly grabbing any bit of flesh he could while Luna bent down to run her tongue to his winking button.





With assured practice, she wet him enough with her saliva to get him ready for penetration, eventually working two fingers inside him as the sounds from the top of the bed got louder and louder. Harry was sliding his knees outward and arching his bum to let her get deeper while the two girls in front of him monopolized his mouth; taking turns to kiss him and then letting him lavish their tits with his enthusiastic tongue and teeth. His face looked rhapsodic with his eyes closed, completely enthralled by the flesh and alternating faces before him. He pulled away for a moment, his hands glued to a boob from each girl as he breathlessly announced he was getting close to coming.





Luna’s fingers exited his arse and she twisted the chain around one hand so as to pull him backwards. He fell on his bum and she dragged his upper body into her lap as she leaned back. The boy’s chest was heaving, his breaths ragged, and he looked a bit drugged as he lay back and watched his engorged erection point upwards. Luna stroked his hair to calm him down and blew on the crown of his head while Su Li and Kelley appeared crestfallen by the interruption. Meanwhile, Lara sat impatiently on the sidelines with huge eyes and a fidgety twitch in her seat.





“Yeah, let’s give Harry a second. We’re not ready for him to come just yet.” She tufted Harry’s locks again and debated what she should instigate next.





“You mean; we can’t suck on his knob yet? I want to give him a lick,” Kelley complained petulantly. Harry moaned again while he squirmed on the bed. Luna mulled it over and decided to let the boy have an orgasm first before he got down to pleasuring each member of their group. She wanted to see him taking direction from the girls; so completely different from how he was with the other students in school. It was like she had control of a secret side to him and she imagined the many ways she could make it flourish.





“Mmm, I suppose that’s all right. Let’s get his legs wide open, though. Harry’s a good little whore, spread him open and we can play with his arse while we blow him,” she instructed. Three sets of eyes blinked at her before sliding to each other.





“Eww,” Lara peeped.





“Yeah, what’s up with that?” questioned Kelley while Su snickered. Luna sighed tiredly. These girls just didn’t think nastily enough. It made it sort of difficult to humiliate the boy when she couldn’t get her crew to cooperate.





“Well, it’s fine, really. There’s nothing that gross about it, but just do what you want. Harry will be able to concentrate better when we get him off.” No sooner had she spoken then the three girls were circling around him and fighting to stroke his cock. They seemed so impressed with him and eager to want to please him instead of the other way around. It was hard to deal with Harry’s celebrity sometimes. She recalled just a few days ago when she had walked by a group in the hallways and heard Terry Boot refer to her to his mates as “Potter’s cock-loving whore”. When she had snapped her head back to glare at him, he only smirked at her, not even caring that she’d overheard. It made her mad that she’d visited him in his dorm that second time; he was such a dick. Still, once again the double standard irked her.





Kelley was the first one to dip her head down and take Harry’s prick in her mouth. The girl seemed quite relaxed about it and Luna certainly got the impression she had perfected her own style the way she licked her tongue around the head and bobbed intermittently down his length while her hands worked him. Harry definitely appreciated her efforts and his back arched at a particularly good drop of her mouth down to the base. Luna slipped her hand under his chin as his head rolled back on her belly and held tight so he couldn’t move it. Then she took three of her fingers and pressed them together, propping them against his lips and pushing forward. Harry moaned again and let her digits enter, immediately letting his mouth suck in concave around them and this got her very excited to see him respond that way. She pushed deeper to the back of his throat and he kept up with her like a natural while he watched Kelley move to let Su take over. He was lifting up his hips now, to thrust into the girls’ mouths and they kept up their cooing and encouragement as they rubbed and pinched, exploring areas of his genitals and pelvis. Harry extended his left arm up to scoop backwards around Luna’s shoulder as his toes curled and his whole frame lifted up in a straight line off the bed.





All four of the girls oohed to see Harry magically hover that way without any incantation or wand movement. He seemed to have gone deep into his thrall as his thrusts increased into the girls’ collective palms. Luna leaned over to Harry’s ear and whispered to him.





“Do you want to come for me, Harry?” The boy groaned loudly around her wet fingers and tried to nod his head earnestly while her hand still gripped his chin. She poked her tongued out to lick his ear. “Do it, slut,” she demanded and pulled her fingers out of his mouth and moved her hands to push his head up so he had full view of his cock being slicked and tongued by the trio of young women. He shouted as his spunk shot out of his knob in several gusts, his other arm wrapping around Luna’s neck and holding on. Kelley suddenly dropped her head down over it to envelop the glans in her mouth again as Harry pumped his hips; his shouts turning back to groans as she took in the rest of his seed, her cheek splattered from his pearly fountain. When she leaned back and then grabbed Su’s head to kiss her, both Harry and Luna whimpered as they watched the transference of his issue from one mouth to the other. Lara squeaked from her side of the bed, but all eyes were fixed on the two girls as their breasts pressed together and Su Li took in everything Kelley had for her.





When they were done, they both turned to stare at Harry with lustful devotion. They were putty in his hands, Luna realized. Even in his submissive role, the girls were ready to fawn all over him. She quickly took control of the action again and started to set up her next scene, only worried about pleasing herself this time. The unsatisfied, wan witch hiked Harry’s feet up midway to the posts holding her curtains on either side of the headboard and fastened them tight with an Incarcero. She directed the girls to pick who would get on his face first and asked the other two to pull Harry’s arms out above his head once Lara was pushed to his waiting grin. Su and Kel helped the younger girl get her skirt and panties off as they positioned her, then tied Harry’s wrists together as he began feasting. The bubble headed Ravenclaw was soon whining; gyrating her hips and thrusting her cunt into his eager mouth.





Luna let them have their fun while she summoned her vibrator with a spell. She had briefly thought about using her wand straight into his anus, but wanted something thicker and bigger. She was straddling his waist and facing away from him as she worked to get it inside him, but once she was done, she tapped it lightly with the wand to get it whirring and then climbed off the boy as she called Su over.





“Yeah, what is it?” the Asian girl asked as she managed to extract her gaze from the pair engaging in the oral stimulation in front of her. Luna coaxed the bigger girl to crawl over to between Harry’s legs and then asked her to bend over his knob which was rapidly rising again. Luna licked and stroked him to full hardness before angling Su’s breasts to hang to either side of it. As soon as the girl understood and started to encase his prick with her tits, Harry’s body jerked violently as he growled into Lara’s pussy. The girl came sweetly seconds later and Kelley was swift to knock her off so she could get up next. Harry glanced up with his green eyes shining, however, as he stared amazed at Su letting his shaft slide in and out of her luscious mounds.





“Oh my fucking God,” he groaned and Luna leaned away from them all to reach over to the edge of the bed to suck on Harry’s toe.





“Do you like what you see, Harry?” Kelley purred.





“Yeah, oh fuck, I do, she’s gorgeous,” he thrilled in a husky timbre. It was the most Harry had said since coming into the room. Then it grew quiet again and Luna imagined that Kelley was utilizing the boy’s mouth to her delectation. Her instinct proved correct when she glanced behind her before popping the entire row of little piggies on Harry’s foot into her mouth. He twitched and wriggled between her lips but she suckled anyway and led her hand down between her twat to rub at her clitoris while humping her gash to Harry’s thigh. He was squealing now as they all ground into him; Lara eventually coming up behind Kelley to curve into her back and slide the crux of her spread legs along Harry’s chest. Once he felt her weight, however, he pulled his tied hands up over his head to grab at the Hufflepuff and pull her higher up, trying to signal the blonde behind her to move up to his mouth, too, with enthusiastic pats on her arm.





Kelley, who was panting deliriously, suddenly lifted up and then turned an about face, holding tight to the smaller girl and pressing their bodies close as they shifted over the boy’s frantic tongue.





“Can ya still breathe, there, Harry?” cried the Irish brunette with some concern. He groaned his assent before his fists grabbed hold of a lock of her hair and dragged them both down on his mug again, seemingly in bliss. There was a deep yell into their cunts a moment later while a female cried out and when Luna focused back at the girl behind her full on, she saw that Su had climbed up over Harry’s prick and impaled herself on it. Shocked for a second by the girl’s boldness, she moved instantly from her spot and got behind Su Li, bending down to grip the end of Harry’s dildo still nestled in his arse and then pulling it back to start reaming him with it. The boy was keening madly. Very soon after, the two lovely birds riding his face moaned in a crescendo and arched towards each other as they came.





But everything kept moving, moving; the activity reaching a fevered pace as two girls slid off and one found her groove on Harry’s dick and started to whine as she filled her channel with him. Luna got up close to the girl’s back, too and slid her hands around her enormous breasts, feeling the nipples tightened and pulling on them one-handed as she fucked Harry’s arse; the boy raising his hips again so his bum was off the mattress while Su began to bounce. He looked completely wild and practically feral as he watched Luna manipulate the girl currently working his cock inside her heat and when Lara and Kelley had recovered enough to stroke his belly and play with his nipples, Harry howled when Su came down hard and Luna rammed him deep. His orgasm a few beats later was an extraordinary sight and sound, filling the room with a rousing melody of supreme pleasure. Su was apparently caught up in the commotion enough to have her own climax, although it was a bit more muted than Harry’s, but she smiled when she was done pumping the boy underneath her in an ecstatic haze.





As the foursome pulled away from the boy, his face was one of complete contentment; his cheeks and chin smeared in juices, his hair disheveled into a spiky mess, his body still kinetic with his shallow breathing while a glossy sheen of sweat covered it, and a loopy smile plastered to his visage as though it could never be removed. He looked totally elated and Luna found her inner thoughts being randomly annoyed, which confused her. And still, the other girls carried on over his depleted form as if he were some god; their mewling and sighs as they took turns snogging him some more just cause for her black mood to grow ever sharper. This was not how she had expected this scenario to go down.





Things would have been so different if Harry had been a girl.







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Later, as Luna walked him to his dorm room, the teen just barely shuffling along like he’d been put through the wringer, she thought back to his earnest responses to her roommates and their friend. She had allowed them to continue even after Harry had serviced them a second time; Su and Kelley switching places as Harry had rolled over. It had been strange watching her boyfriend fuck another girl so intently while he suckled another’s clit; his face buried between thighs. Luna didn’t understand what it was she was feeling but smacked Harry’s swinging bum again hard as her displeasure grew. Did Harry even like her, she wondered, or was it just the sex? She thought that perhaps she’d made this relationship too much about one thing and felt suddenly insecure around him. Her breasts weren’t even big enough to satisfy his carnal demands, apparently, as he was so obviously enamored of the buxom girls, and the young witch felt low as she made her way down the hallways. By the time they’d arrived to Gryffindor tower, she was thoroughly depressed.





Harry seemed to notice her quietude and wrapped an arm around her comfortingly. They stood before the entrance to his Common Room but she could hardly look him in the eye until he insisted she come up to his dorm. Her gaze swept up to his face and studied it for a moment to find some hidden meaning behind his expression. He appeared only worried as he asked her what was wrong.





“Are—are you angry at me, Lu?” he asked puzzled, but Luna could only shrug her shoulders. “We didn’t even have sex. I barely got to touch you. Why don’t you come up before everybody gets back and we can, you know, snuggle or something.” Luna found that funny and she gave him a wry smile. She allowed herself to be coaxed inside as Harry quoted the password and then dragged her through the garish room on the way up to his bed. The deep reds and bright sunshine yellows festooned around the bedroom hurt her eyes and when Harry ensconced her in his four-poster and hugged her a bit too tightly, she felt suddenly very tired. The boy kissed her cheek and continued them down the side of her jaw and neck until he was peeling off her cardigan that she’d thrown over her camisole. When he laid her down on his bed and then let his mouth move lower to her cleavage, his hands curling over the tops of her shoulders to pull down the straps and slide down her top, the girl froze. She put her hand to his chest to stop him going any further and looked at his face hard while he blinked back in confusion.





“Harry, are my breasts too small for you?” she asked him briskly. Harry’s mouth hung open as his discomfiture grew.





“Uh, why are you asking me that? I mean, no; no, they’re fine.” Luna winced and pierced her gaze directly through him. “I—I mean, uh, they’re lovely. I love your tits, Lu. I give them enough attention, don’t I?” His expression turned slightly incredulous that he was being questioned over such a thing.





“Yes, Harry, you pay a lot of attention to them,” she echoed dryly, “but it doesn’t really answer the question. It seems you’re drawn to a much bigger bustline, so I had to wonder if my size is satisfactory to you. I’m not oblivious to your preferences, you know,” she spoke archly.





The boy narrowed his eyes at her before sitting up on his knees and regarding her suspiciously. “Where did this come from? Is it because I got excited over Su’s tittyfuck? I thought that was your idea. Hell, this whole thing was your idea, Lu, why are you acting so weird all of a sudden?” he demanded, now visibly agitated.





Luna went on as if he hadn’t spoken, her voice going dreamy as she stared fixedly at a patch of curtain. “Because it would make sense that you do like big breasts. If you think about it, psychologically, you were taken from your mother very young. All of your ideas of comfort and safety would be wrapped up in the image of your mother breastfeeding you, the last memories you probably have of her deep in your subconscious. Being drawn to a huge pair of boobs is an exaggerated way of you wanting to retreat back to the safety of your mother’s arms, really.” She heard a disgusted noise to her right and then Harry swore.





“Fucking hell, Lu. That’s twisted and its bollocks. Are you saying I want to get off to the image of my dead mum? Why would you even say such a mad thing?” When Luna finally slid her gaze to look at him his face was furious.





“Haven’t you heard, Harry? I’m Loony Lovegood, it’s my job to say mad things, isn’t it?” she explained sardonically. He looked away from her and emitted another offended sound. Luna felt like dead weight now and didn’t think she’d have the energy to get up out of his bed, so she attempted to remedy her words by stroking his back softly and suggesting something more pleasant.





“You had a good time, didn’t you, Harry?” she wheedled. He looked back at her flummoxed as he searched her face closely.





“Well, I don’t know what I’m supposed to say now. If I agree, you’ll just be teed off. Why did you even ask the girls over if you were going to get into a funk about it?” Luna didn’t have an answer for him, but she concentrated on sliding up the back of his shirt and rubbing circles around the small patch of skin above his waistband.





“It looked like you had a very good time to me. I should think you would be very grateful and do anything your girlfriend asked in the future. Without any hesitation, that is. Do you think you could do that for me, Harry?” Before he could answer she suddenly worried about another detail and switched topics on him. “Are you sure that Su said the contraception spell correctly?”





“Yes, it was fine. And yes, whatever you want. Don’t I always give in to you, anyway?” he railed.





“This is true,” she agreed, perking up at the idea. She wished she had thought to bring her dildo with her or that she had a penis right then so she could make Harry suck her off. It wasn’t quite the same thing when he went down on her. Then she took her wand from its perch on her ear, sliding it out of her hair, and took a good look at the handle. She smiled.





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The party turned out to be a lot of fun. Luna enjoyed herself and even got the chance to talk to the vampire Slughorn brought along, although he was quite the sallow, dull fellow for a creature of the night. She and Harry got up to some shenanigans in the loo and behind the door of one of the anterooms to the chamber they were holding the gathering in. They almost got busted by Hermione trying to escape her date for the evening and Harry had been very flustered at first before giving the poor girl a hard time for going out with McLaggen in the first place. Harry could be such a prat sometimes; it was a good thing the boy was so delicious in bed, she determined.





Even still, when they were done for the evening, they had snuck in an excursion to the Room of Requirement and there Luna forced Harry to give her fake knob a blowjob. It probably would have been a more difficult endeavor if Ginny’s date hadn’t smuggled in some Firewhiskey to the party and spiked Harry’s Butterbeers for him. She watched him close his eyes and go to that special place of his when he was deep into pleasuring her and wished again that she had the real thing to accommodate him. Luna wondered if a Polyjuice concoction could be devised to only morph half of one’s body. Conversely, it would be interesting to see Harry walking around with a set of giant boobs so he could see how the other half lived and feel himself up to his heart’s content. She laughed inside, but then something sparked and the notion got suddenly intriguing. She looked down at the boy again. Harry would make a very pretty girl, she thought, with those incredible green eyes of his that made much of the student body stare longingly at him. His tanned skin and dark, sable hair so wild and uncontrollable would look just as fetching in a female version of him, she imagined. She held on to the side of his head and pushed her phallus deep and Harry’s eyes suddenly flashed open in surprise; he went to jerk his head back as he choked. Luna let him go and listened to him chastise her for a few minutes before whispering soothingly to him and inveigling him to get on his stomach for her.





The day before they were leaving on the train for Christmas holiday, Luna was walking through a path of the fifth floor that didn’t get a lot of traffic when she heard a low whistle. She turned to look in the direction of the sound and saw Andrew Vaisey poke his head out of a door and summon her over. Luna had never been a daft girl, no matter how airy her theories, and she knew that responding to the Slytherin by slipping in to the room with him was a grave mistake, but there was something hot in her that had been burning ever since the orgy in her dorm and she realized that she wanted to be bad. Might as well make the most of an opportunity, she mused. So she had gone to the empty classroom where Vaisey waited for her and let him push her up against the wall to kiss her, his hands quick to push down on the tops of her shoulders. Luna went to her knees willingly and gave the boy’s cock her utmost reverence, taking him deep down her throat while he moaned like a little bitch. Her hand had slid down under her robes and into her knickers to rub her little nub furiously while she worked and when he’d filled her mouth with his cum, she came hard.





Andrew had tried to get off with her some after she was done, but the girl turned disdainful and scoffed at him when his lips went for her mouth. “Gods, give me a break,” she’d groaned to the boy as she exited the doorway. Hours later, when she laid wide awake in her bed and couldn’t sleep, the silvery-grey eyed girl slipped out of her bed and donned her robe over her nudity, quietly creeping her way around the castle until she arrived at the Gryffindor’s portrait entrance. It was one in the morning, so she wasn’t too worried about being spotted in the Common Room, but made a hasty dash up the stairs anyway. When she’d crawled into Harry’s bed, the boy sat up in alarm and held out his wand threateningly while one hand groped for his glasses on the nightstand. Once he’d realized it was her, he looked confounded but settled into pleased at her secret visit. Luna had just wanted to touch Harry.







She ended up dispatching her robe to the end of the bed and scooping up the teen’s torso in her arms as if to cradle him. He had appeared beleaguered at first, especially without his glasses, but when she popped her tit into his mouth and stroked his hair back as he suckled, she could see the contentment in his face and that was enough for her. The boy had been so sweet, however, and when he moved to put his head down between her legs, still cupping her breasts tightly, she had obliged him and came in his mouth several times that night.





They had made plans on the train to meet up in Ottery St. Catchpole during the break. He said he wanted to give her his Christmas present in person as he kissed her. She had never figured the Boy-Who-Lived for a romantic and was somewhat condescendingly amused by the development. But once she had gotten home, dark thoughts started to crowd her head. She wondered just what it was she wanted from Harry. What did she want from any of the boys, really? Was there something wrong with her that she would engage in sexual relations with a group of boys at one time? That she would want to debase the one that she really liked? That she would even cheat on him with a person she found contemptible? Luna felt very confused, but aimed to come to some sort of resolution before she met up with Harry again at school. She had brought home several Potions texts that Professor Snape had encouraged her to read for extra credit on the subject she was doing her project on. One of them was on the basics of Polyjuice, while another discussed the principles of the Metamorphmagus phenomenon.





The girl opened the first book and began reading. During the entire break, she never made it to her rendezvous with Harry.









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