Queen of the Hive

Fifteen year-old Luna Lovegood was an observant person. She knew of things that others didn't, such

as the crumple-horned snorkack colony that had set itself up in a corner of the Forbidden Forest. Not

everyone believed her, but that was not something that concerned her.


What did concern her was the incoming infestation of jerkyl bees. Jerkyl bees were horrible

creatures, unlike the gentle crumple-horned snorkack or the mischievous wrackspurt; one sting would

freeze a person long enough for a queen to settle itself into your brain, and once that happened, you

were never the same. Luckily, there had been no known occurrences of this in quite some time, thanks

in part to the creation of a charm that would easily repel them.


Luna knew that this charm wasn't widely known, however, so she dutifully checked the grounds when she

could for the bees. They hadn't shown themselves, but the jerkyl bee detector her father had given

her told her they were on Hogwarts property. In due time, she could find the nest and destroy the

menace.


It was not long after she had arrived for her fifth year that she found their colony hiding near the

greenhouse. Her wand was ready to cast the removal charm as she approached it: a small nest much like

a wasps' nest, but with an eery aura that could be seen with her spectrospecs. It was growing, but in

the current state the bees were no match for Luna.


Just as she was about to cast the spell, a voice from behind startled her. "Luna! What are you doing

in the greenhouse?" asked an unaware Ginny Weasley. Luna turned to face her friend.


"Hello, Ginny. I was going to take care of this jerkyl bee infestation. They're very nasty things,

and if not properly taken care of, they will invade a host body's brain. You can watch, if you'd

like." Luna gave her friend a smile, and Ginny shook her head. Ginny didn't understand, but that was

okay. She didn't have to.


Unfortunately for both of them, while Luna was occupied, a sneaky jerkyl bee had landed on her arm.

Ginny pointed, but it was too late. The bee had stung her, and soon a larger bee approached the

paralyzed girl's ear. Ginny almost screamed, but another jerkyl bee had stung her, and she too froze.


Luna felt the bee enter her ear and then begin to invade her mind. This is not good, she thought.

It may give me a chance to study the effects of a queen jerkyl bee, but I won't be in a position to

publish them. A sharp pain went through Luna's head as the queen bee placed itself firmly inside

her. Luna waited for the blank feeling that she predicted would fill her head, but it never came.


Instead, Luna began to think of strange things. The queen wishes me to control others, she thought.

I need to fuck them. I must be the queen's liaison. This didn't bother Luna at all. In fact, it

sounded like a wonderful idea. Control and fuck. All her friends should be under her control. This

was as good as fact in Luna's new mind.


Luna smiled in her usual dreamlike manner, but someone as observant as Luna would note the predatory

nature to it. I will control them through magic. This is right. This is wonderful. Thoughts kept

running through her mind, reassuring her that doing as the queen wished was the best. She looked at

the hive she was previously going to destroy. The bees that inhabited it were about to die; once a

queen has a host, the rest of the hive had finished its purpose of ensnaring victims, and the host

body would do the rest. With one Reducto, Luna destroyed the evidence that the creatures had

existed at all. It wouldn't do to have someone piece together what had happened.


She next turned to the still frozen Ginny. Ginny would have shown several signs of panic if she was

able to move. Luna knew the spell to remove the effect of the jerkyl bee venom; the queen had told

her. She would only use it after another, more menacing spell, a spell so awful that she would go to

Azkaban if she was caught.


"Imperio," Luna said lightly. The spell caught Ginny off guard, and she was soon deeply under.

Normally, Luna wouldn't be able to cast such a powerful version of the Imperius curse, but the queen

jerkyl bee had also supplied extra magical energies to aid Luna's task. Luna cast the remedy spell

for the jerkyl bee venom, and the released Ginny stood slack in front of Luna, awaiting orders.


She is sexy, Luna suddenly thought. The queen had told her this, and she instantly knew it was

true. Her long red hair framed a cute face, but the lithe body was the real draw. Ginny was always a

small girl, but she had an athletic figure, with more emphasis on her bottom and legs than her small

but pert B cup breasts on top. It was a good complement to Luna's own balanced figure. Luna never had

what would be called massive breasts, but her C cups filled out nicely and made a nice hourglass

shape with her round bottom. Luna knew that the queen wished her to fuck Ginny, and she would

gladly do it.


Luna needed somewhere for this, however. The Room of Requirement instantly came to mind, but she knew

that she needed to be cautious for a while. The Room of Requirement was not a secret, and Ginny was

not secretive. No one would question if Luna slipped away for hours, but Ginny had appearances to

keep. I must keep this secret, Luna realized. I cannot let anyone find out until they are ready to

be controlled. She willed Ginny to act normal during the day, but to go to the Room of Requirement

at midnight. Luna would wait for her there.

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It was dark, but Ginny was not bothered. In fact, nothing could possibly bother Ginny anymore. Her

mind didn't think. She was blissfully under the spell of her friend-now-mistress Luna. The connection

the Imperius curse gave her with her mistress told her that Filch was under control, and thus

wouldn't be a problem. Ginny casually walked through the castle's seventh floor to the entrance of

the Room of Requirement. The door was already there, and Ginny opened it and stepped inside.


The room had made itself into a sort of bedroom, but the bed was far too large to serve only one or

two people; instead of a single or king-size bed, there was a bed at least ten feet across by twenty

feet long. Luna was laying with her back to the headboard and a dreamy expression on her face; she

was completely naked, with one hand on her pussy. Ginny approached her and waited for further

commands.


Luna noticed Ginny's arrival and looked at her friend-now-slave. "Good, we can begin." Ginny heard an

order in her head: Make love to me. She jumped onto the bed, crawled to her mistress, and cupped

Luna's breasts while bringing her into a passionate kiss. While Ginny may technically have been

unwilling, the fire she brought to the contact felt genuine. She and Luna kept their lips locked for

several moments, until Ginny finally broke the kiss to put her mouth to use on her mistress's left

tit. Luna moaned at the feeling and ran her fingers through Ginny's hair. Ginny licked and sucked,

then moved to the next tit.


Lower. The thought flashed through Ginny's mind, and she quickly complied by kissing her way down

Luna's belly, pausing on the navel for a second, then finally arriving at her shaved cunt. Ginny

attacked it with purpose, licking her mistress's burning clit while inserting one, then two fingers.

She had never done anything like this, but instinct seemed to flow through her, guiding her body.

None of this was conscious, of course; Ginny had shut down conscious thoughts this morning in the

greenhouse.


Ginny continued her efforts, finally being rewarded with a loud moan from Luna as she orgasmed. Ginny

was completely still after this; she needed orders. Strip, then lie on your back. Luna's slave soon

was free of clothing. Luna draped herself across Ginny's body, then began to kiss her again. Their

tongues intertwined and danced. Their lips only parted after at least a minute of snogging, and Luna

was ready to move to another pair. Her tongue danced across Ginny's clit, then plunged into her moist

passage. Unlike Ginny, Luna knew a little of this, but not enough to call herself experienced.


The queen bee was determined to change this, however. What Luna did not know was that jerkyl queens

thrived on sexual energies. Luna only knew that she had the pleasure of obeying her new queen, not

that the queen planned on making the castle a thriving farm of carnal pleasures for it to absorb and

become powerful with. The liaison kept herself busy in Ginny's snatch while her queen took in her meal

with great relish. They would fuck for at least an hour, and then go to bed. Tomorrow, Luna would

control more of her friends (friends being more intimate initially and thus providing more energy),

and feed her queen.


Neville, thought Luna as she switched to a sixty-nine with Ginny. I will control Neville. He is sexy. She knew this was true.