Interhouse Relations

Disclaimer: The Harry Potter universe and all the characters are property of J.K. Rowling and whomever else has a finger in the huge franchise. I do not. I make no money nor do I claim any ownership of the people, places, and things (unless I make them up as we go). It is only to have some fun do I write this story, in hopes of some entertainment.

Warning: This chapter contains scenes with course language, nudity, and mild sexuality. This chapter contains femslash. Reader discretion is advised.


The first thing that seemed odd about the Ravenclaw dormitories was that they were very similar to the Gryffindor dormitories. Both Houses were high up in a tower. The North Tower held the Gryffindors, while the West Tower was home to the Ravenclaws. The rooms were similarly round with high ceilings and cold stone floors. Luckily, large fluffy rugs covered the floors and marked, basically, the only differences about the two Houses. In Gryffindor, the rugs were crimson and gold, or at least were supposed to be, but because of age and use were really a reddish brown and greyish yellow. The rugs in Ravenclaw were again similarly worn, but were a greyish blue with grey borders and a grey eagle in the middle. It would be really quite drab and depressing if the students didn’t add their own personal dash of colour and personality to the rooms.

The bed Ginny Weasley was stretched out on had a soft pink and yellow comforter which depicted what at first appeared to be a family of cute little bunnies hopping happily around an open field, but was instead, Luna had told her, was a pack of hungry Long-haired Puftijacks hunting for their morning kill. In a wispy tone, the blonde Ravenclaw went on to explain that the Long-haired Puftijack hunted in packs of four or five, slaughtering anything that got in their way. They ate about fifty times their own body weight each day and left a trail of broken and shredded carcasses in their wake. Quite the cuddly critter. Ginny was relieved when Luna mentioned offhandedly that the Long-haired Puftijack was thought to be extinct when they began to turn on each other when their island off the coast of Italy ran out of indigenous species for them to eat.

When wizards came to settle the island, there was only a handful of the savage little beasties left and were quickly domesticated, soon becoming known as the Jack Rabbit. Luna excitedly commented that her father was going to buy her a Jack Rabbit for her birthday. She was going to try to de-evolve the rabbit back into a Puftijack.

That had been a few hours ago. It was now close to midnight and the project the two witches were working on lay spread out over the mattress covering the idyllic, er disturbing, image.

Ginny threw down her quill and buried her face into the comforter. A harsh scream was muffled in the mattress as the red haired witch vented a bit of frustration. She looked up to see Luna staring down at her in shock. The reason Ginny knew Luna was shocked was because her normally protuberant eyes were even larger in size and her small mouth hung open in muted surprise. She looked vaguely like a fish. “Sorry,” Ginny muttered sheepishly. “Tension reliever. Had to be done.”

Luna raised her text book back in front of her face and relaxed against the headboard of her bed. Her legs stretched out in front of her, skinny poles sticking out of her long night shirt, and crossed at the ankles, her right foot over her left. The fuzzy slipper on her right foot popped off. “You haven’t been concentrating on our project,” Luna noted through the pages of her text.

“I know,” Ginny sighed. Her hand reached out and grabbed a stuffed kneazle from the large pile of plush animals sitting around Luna at the head of the bed, and wrung the toy’s head. “I just can’t stop thinking about that prat of a brother I have, or his git of a best friend. I know they like to coddle me, but they’ve been so good since the Department of Mysteries. I really thought they had changed.”

“Boys like their secrets,” the blonde said mysteriously.

“Don’t I know it,” Ginny replied bitterly. Living with six older brothers had taught her that. The vexed witch snatched a rather fluffy looking werewolf from the menagerie and bashed the wolf against the kneazle, wishing she could do the same to Ron and Harry.

Luna lowered her book until she could see over the top of it. Her big silvery grey eyes regarded Ginny and the violence she was inflicting on her stuffed animals. “Ginny,” she said casually. As the red head looked up, Luna smiled kindly. “You’re distressing Thomas and Richard.”

“Who?”

Luna nodded to the toys in Ginny’s hands. Pink flushed the Gryffindor’s face. Even the tips of her ears turned pink. “So much like Ronald,” Luna thought dreamily. “So cute!” Luna smiled lovingly.

Setting her book down, Luna leaned forward and gently took her animals away from Ginny’s strangling fingers and set them amidst the rest of her menagerie. Some twenty or so plush animals were perched by her pillows and Luna looked happily over the assembly. Harry, a Wendigo with a shaggy mane of black fur was lying on his side from Ginny’s kicking feet and Luna gently stood the beast back up. Giving it an affectionate pat, the girl turned to face Ginny once again. “They’re just trying to protect you. They act like wankers because they care.”

Ginny snorted in amusement at Luna’s analysis. It was true. Ron and Harry were wankers. “They sure don’t seem to care. I don’t think it’s about protecting me. I think it has something to do with Malfoy. I caught Harry giving him odd looks at Lunch.”

Reaching up to the wand sticking out of her hair, Luna pulled it free, letting her hair cascade down her back. She shook her head lightly and tossed her wand on her bedside table, exchanging it for her brush. “Oh, that,” Luna said mildly, beginning to brush out her long blonde hair. “Well, of course they exchanged odd looks. They’re in love.”

“What?” Ginny screeched. Luna’s dorm mates moaned and cursed in frustration at being disturbed. The muttering lasted only a moment before sleep took over once again. Looking sheepish, Ginny took her wand from her book bag and cast a silencing charm around the bed. Luna smiled in gratitude. Her dorm mates would appreciate the quiet also.

“They’re in love. Didn’t you know?” Luna’s big silvery grey eyes stared at Ginny, unblinking.

Ginny shifted uncomfortably under her friend’s unwavering scrutiny. Finally, unable to take the staring, Ginny grabbed the hairbrush from Luna’s paused fingers, and quickly moved behind her. “No. I didn’t know that. How do you know that?”

Sighing happily as the brush flowed through her long hair, Luna shrugged. “I can just see it. They look at each other differently now. Instead of hate and anger in their eyes, it’s love and affection.”

“Luna, that’s mental.”

“Love makes you do the wacky,” Luna winked cheekily.

“That’s impossible. Harry and Malfoy?”

“No. It’s a lust potion.”

Ginny dropped the brush. “What?”

Frowning slightly, Luna looked over her shoulder at the flabbergasted girl. “Are you hard of hearing?”

“What?” Ginny quickly shook her head. “Of course not. But you’re talking nonsense.”

“Nuh uh,” countered Luna. “Many other students have also taken lust potions. Haven’t you noticed all the queer pairings lately? Terry Boot with Millicent Bulstrode. Justin Finch-Fletchley with Pansy Parkinson. Lisa Turpin with Theodore Nott.”

“That last one isn’t so strange anymore,” Ginny said, rolling her eyes.

“True,” Luna conceded. “How about Ernie Macmillan with Anthony Goldstein? That’s surprising. Or Blaise Zabini with Mandy Brocklehurst?”

Swallowing hard, Ginny trembled with dread. “Same sex coupling isn’t that strange,” she said without much conviction. It wasn’t so much that homosexuality was odd, it was the inter house pairings. “Are the Slytherins behind it all?” she mused in confusion.

“Oh, no!” Luna cried excitedly. She jumped to her knees and turned to face her friend. “The faculty is setting it all up. It’s Professor Dumbledore’s plan to unite the Houses.”

“How in Bloody Hell do you know all this?” Ginny cried in exasperation.

Giggling at Ginny’s discomfort, Luna put a comforting hand on the red head’s arm. “I heard Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout discussing it. They didn’t seem to keen on the idea but were impressed with the results so far.”

“This is terrible! We have to tell someone.”

“Why? It’s not hurting anyone.”

Ginny stared with open mouthed horror at the blonde witch before her. “Luna, it’s wrong to make someone love another. It’s dangerous. Why do you think love potions are banned?”

“They aren’t using love potions. They are using lust potions. That way, if the two students don’t mesh, it’s not a permanent thing. But I agree, in part. I wouldn’t want to win anyone that way, with the help of a potion. That’s why I asked them not to drug me.”

“What?” Ginny asked again.

“Are you sure you can hear properly?” Luna asked in concern. She picked up the discarded brush and moved behind Ginny. Very gently, Luna began to stroke Ginny’s red locks. Ginny let her head droop forward as the bristles of the brush swept over her scalp. “You need to relax, Ginny. Professor Dumbledore must know what he is doing. He is a very old and wise wizard. My father says Professor Dumbledore is the greatest wizard since Merlin.”

“But he’s manipulating people’s affections.”

“Not mine,” Luna said as she leaned forward, pressing her chest against Ginny’s back. “And not yours.” Luna bit her lover lip. “How are you feeling right now, Ginny?”

Ginny sighed breathlessly as Luna used her fingers to smooth her red hair down her back, brushing her small fingers over her shoulders and arms. “Fine,” she whispered.

“You can’t wait for Harry anymore, Ginny,” stated Luna, moving even closer. “Just like I can’t wait for Ronald. They love others. It’s time to explore other possibilities.”

“Mmmmm,” Ginny moaned as Luna massaged her shoulders. A fog of contentment was blowing across her consciousness. It made it hard to concentrate on Luna’s words. Giving her head a little shake to clear her thinking, she looked around at Luna. “What?”

Their eyes met and Ginny gasped. The flicker in Luna’s protuberant eyes was unmistakable. “Ginny?” Luna breathed as she slowly leaned forward. “I hope you can hear this.”

Luna kissed Ginny.

Ginny gasped in surprise.

Luna caressed Ginny’s face as she slipped her tongue into her friend’s mouth.

Ginny whimpered in confusion. She had never been kissed so tenderly, with so much love. It almost broke her heart to pull away. “Luna, what?”

With a pout, Luna backed away. “I was sure you would be able to ‘hear’ that.”

A hysterical little giggle blew from Ginny’s lips. “I heard that loud and clear, Luna. I just don’t understand. I’m not gay.”

“Neither were Harry or Draco, but they discovered something about themselves.”

“Luna,” Ginny began with a sigh.

“Ginny, do you like me?”

“Of course I like you,” Ginny exclaimed. “You’re one of my best friends. A bit odd, but funny, caring and brave. For a Ravenclaw.”

A smile graced Luna’s open face at Ginny’s words and a dash of pink formed on her pale cheeks. She threw her arms around Ginny and held her tight. Their chests pressed against one another, their heartbeats thumping together like the pounding beat of a Weird Sisters’ tune. Ginny could feel Luna’s hard little nipples poking through her top and pulled back quickly. Confusion coursed through her. What did it mean that she had noticed that? She liked boys, she was sure of it, but maybe she liked girls too. No, not girls per se, but Luna. With a tentative hand, Ginny slid her fingers through Luna’s long blonde hair, feeling how soft it was. It cascaded through her fingers like the sand in an hour glass. Luna’s big protuberant eyes stared at her with an intensity that was most disconcerting. Yet, it felt oddly nice to be looked at with such open faced passion. No one had ever done that before. Not Harry, for certain. The raven haired boy wonder only looked at her like a little sister. She had enough of that with six older brothers. Michael corner had looked at her with something, but she figured it was just a desire to have a girlfriend and nothing real. He was too much of a whiner anyway. Dean had looked at her with lust. It was nice for a time, but the longer she had resisted his rather excited advances, the cooler the looks got. To look in Luna’s silvery grey eyes wasn’t that of a sibling, wasn’t that of a vague need for a companion, and it wasn’t just lust. It was all three combined, and more. So much more. It took Ginny’s breath away.

With a determined grin, Ginny fisted Luna’s hair and pulled her forward, pressing her lips against the Ravenclaw’s. it was a soft kiss, much softer than any kiss she had ever received. It was very nice. It got nicer when Luna moved her tongue against Ginny’s lips. With their tongues met on the playground of their mouths, Ginny wondered why she had never done this with another girl before.

Still clinging to one another, the two kissing girls slowly toppled over. It was like watching a tree after the lumberjack just gave it the last finishing blow. They teetered for a moment, suspended in air by nothing but the euphoric moment of being free and wishing to fly away, and the hard reality of gravity pulling them down. Once gravity asserted control, they began to fall, slowly at first, still trying to deny the truth of the situation, but then so quickly it was a blur. The two girls flopped onto the mattress and bounced. The impact broke them apart and Luna almost bounced right off the bed and onto the floor. It was only Ginny’s quick reflexes that saved the blonde witch. Ginny pulled Luna back into her arms where they both began to giggle.

“I can’t believe you almost fell right off the bed!” Ginny laughed with a snort.

“Well, it is a very squishy bed. I like it very soft. When I sleep, I practically sink right down into the bed. It’s like I’m being embraced by my mum again.” Luna smiled wistfully.

Ginny looked at her friend, her eyes bright with unshed tears. She couldn’t even imagine what it must be like to be without a mother. If any of the Weasley clan died, she knew she would die a little as well. Ginny pulled Luna to her and kissed her softly. “Would you like me to hold you tonight, Luna?”

“Yes,” Luna replied, looking at Ginny evenly. “Among other things.”

“What other things?”

Grabbing the hem of her long nightshirt, Luna pulled it over her head and dropped it behind her. Clad only in a pair of white cotton knickers, Luna pointed to her neck. “Kiss me here.” She pointed to her chest. “Kiss me here.” She pointed to her panty covered pussy. “And, definitely kiss me here.”

Blushing furiously, Ginny licked her dry lips. “Are you sure, Luna? I mean, this is quite sudden, isn’t it. Do you think we’re ready for this kind of relationship?”

Luna crawled over the mattress to Ginny and grabbed her hands. “Ginny, I understand if you are not ready for this, but would you still hold me tonight?”

The naked sincerity and, even innocent longing in Luna’s eyes broke down Ginny’s reluctance. Slowly, she leaned forward and kissed Luna again. Their arms wound around each other and they sank to the mattress, although more controlled this time, with their heads landing on the pillows at the head of the bed. Ginny stroked Luna’s hair and felt her sigh happily. Luna’s legs slid along Ginny’s and the two girls played footsie as they snogged lovingly. It was so unlike anything Ginny had ever experienced, so much more loving and full of affection. It had been rather awkward and sloppy with Michael. Dean was an excellent kisser, but their times together kissing in broom closets or in empty classrooms had been fuelled by lust and the excitement of raging hormones. It was very different with Luna. The blonde witch wasn’t pressing her for more. She wasn’t trying to grope her chest or slip her hand down Ginny’s pants. Luna seemed content to just kiss softly and cuddle. Ginny smiled. She could get used to this.

“Let’s get under the covers,” Luna suggested, suddenly moving away from Ginny. “You’re very warm Ginny, but it is very drafty here and I’m practically naked.”

Ginny giggled. “You’re the one who took off her night shirt.”

Pulling back the comforter and blankets, Luna shrugged, her shoulders raising, making her pear shaped breasts jiggle lightly. Ginny admired the movement with a growing appreciation to the girl. “I was hoping you would make love with me,” Luna explained as she climbed under the covers. She held up the end for Ginny to climb under too.

Hesitating, Ginny looked down at her expectant friend. Luna showed no embarrassment at being almost naked. She didn’t even seem concerned that Ginny had rejected her advances. “Well, I haven’t really rejected her advances,” Ginny thought. “Just sort of postponed them.” That thought struck her for a loop. She was going to go through with a budding romance with Luna. Another girl! Maybe not tonight, maybe not tomorrow, but soon and she realized, perhaps for the rest of their lives. The thought of Luna as a girlfriend and lover made her smile. It would definitely be a unique experience.

Luna arched her thin pale eyebrow at Ginny’s hesitation, but a pleased smile spread over her face as Ginny quickly pulled her tee shirt over her head and shimmied out of her pyjama pants, leaving her clad in only a pair of blue knickers. Luna’s eyes roamed over her friend’s body, her athletically toned body, with soft curves and freckled skin. Ginny’s breasts were larger than Luna’s, rounder. They bounced fetchingly as she quickly dove under the blankets too wrap her arms around Luna.

Luna leaned back a little and ran her fingers lightly over Ginny’s chest, playing connect the dots with the smattering of freckles on the Gryffindor’s skin. “You’re very beautiful, Ginny,” Luna whispered in awe.

Smiling shyly, Ginny leaned forward and pressed her lips against Luna’s. they gave each other tiny baby kisses until the red heat of passion began to flicker over them and the two girls were sucking and nipping at each other’s lips. Their mouths opened and two pink tongues came out sliding and flicking together. Soft sighs and kittenish mews flowed between them until at last Luna pulled her mouth away and snuggled her head under Ginny’s chin.

“Ginny,” Luna whispered, her breath tickling Ginny’s neck. The blonde witch kissed her warm skin. “I love you.”

Ginny’s eyes widened in surprise, but a broad smile broke out on her lips. Warmth spread through her body and she hugged Luna tighter. She had waited her whole life to have someone say those three magical words. It was true that Luna Lovegood wasn’t the first person Ginny had dreamt about, but she found herself liking this turn of events more and more. She opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by Luna.

“Ginny,” Luna whispered sleepily, a yawn interrupting her thoughts. “I can’t wait to get a Puftijack.”

Pulling a sour expression, Ginny couldn’t help but chuckle. You just never knew what you were going to get with Luna. Softly stroking Luna’s blonde hair, Ginny kissed her forehead. “Go to sleep, Luna,” she cooed softly. Luna obeyed straight away, her breathing evening out and the slumbering girl snuggled up closer to Ginny. The red haired girl sighed with contentment as her eyes drooped close also. It felt good to be with someone. It felt right to be in bed with Luna.

As the light seeped away and the blanketing comfort of slumber wrapped itself around her, Ginny’s mind’s eye opened up. A fluffy rabbit hopped into view, followed by another, and then another. As one, they turned to the dreaming girl. Their eyes glowed red. Their mouths opened to reveal jagged sharp little teeth. They charged at her. Ginny gasped and opened her eyes to the safe darkness of Luna’s curtained bed. She looked down at the sleeping Ravenclaw. Sighing audibly, Ginny muttered, “You and your damn Puftijacks.”



Author\'s Note: this chapter was going to be a lot... naughtier than it turned out, but ginny and luna just couldn\'t get away from their innocence. i like how this chapter turned out though. it\'s kind of sweet. what do you all think.

just a note to all the aol users out there that i\'ve been emailing my updates too. well, it seems i\'m not able to email you anymore. it isn\'t working. sigh. sorry for the inconvenience.

Anon - although i don\'t agree with your opinion that it\'s best to keep anonymous, it is your choice. i\'m just glad you reviewed hehe. i\'m glad you think the draco/harry scenes have been hot. i\'m not usually a slash writer so it\'s gratifying to know i\'m doing something right. as for harry and hermione, well you\'ll just have to wait for the next chapter. it\'s true a threesome involving two guys makes for play that eveyone is involved but two girls and a guy is a valid time too. some guys can manage it. ron could learn. and just for the record, you could leave a NC-17 review if you wanted. i wouldn\'t mind.

Bean - you still insist that harry and hermione only have brotherly/sisterly feelings for one another eh? i find that amusing. as for what happens between them, you\'ll have to wait until next chapter. muahahaha.

Petalsoft - thanks for the support. i\'m glad you are enjoying the story. you never know how my stories are going to go. even i don\'t sometimes. i have a couple ideas on which way to take things, i just have to figure out the best way, and most honest for the characters. hopefully, i\'ll do the right thing.

Brian - maybe hermione doesn\'t want loving lol. who am i kidding? she was beside herself with raging hormones. she may or may not get any. i\'m a mean guy that way.

Chance - so i\'m guessing you liked that chapter a little hehe. i was hoping someone would like the fred and george scene. it\'s a bit cliche but they can be funny sometimes. i agree with you about the minor characters really shining through in fanfiction. jkr can only use so many characters in canon. it\'s up to us, the readers, the fanfiction writers, to help these seldom used characters get their groove on.

SilentInquisition - where\'d i stop it??? sorry about the near heart attack. i didn\'t realize it was that dire lol. sorry my updates don\'t come out that often anymore. work is killing me. it\'s cutting my writing time down to almost nothing. i\'m trying though. bear with me please.

Jewels - thanks so much for your excited words. they mean a lot. as for mind blowing sex between harry and hermione... well you\'ll just have to wait until the next chapter to see what happens.