I have no impulse control, and I blame all those enablers on tumblr. There are a few things I have to say before you get to the actual fic.

First of all, if this is first thing you've ever read from me, then hello, hi :D This kind of thing is completely new for me. Entirely new waters.

So I thought it'd be easier to list them, if anything:

1. If you do not like F/F pairings, M/M pairings or triads, then turn back now as this is not the fic for you.

2. I have 4 other WIP's this one is mainly something to write when my muse decides that it doesn't want to deal with my other stories since they are so heavily plot related.

3. Plot. There isn't much of one.

4. If you don't like smut/angst/profanity/graphic things, again, this fic is not for you.

5. Please, please do not send me messages telling me that I am writing an immoral piece of fiction. If you are uncomfortable with the fact that the main pairing is three women, not just two women, but three, then please, simply do not read it. I'm sure one of my other fics may or may not interest you. You are welcome to check them out.

6. Finally, as I can't think of anything else I need to mention, this will be my final point. The updates for this will be sporadic, actually horrendous. The chapters may be 700 words to proper chapter length (the minimum of which for me is about 2k+ words) so please, please be patient with me, and do not send me messages begging me to update, I don't mean sayings like, "I cannot wait for the next chapter, or I hope you update soon." I mean things where all you say is, "update, update, update." I am focusing on school and doing well this year, and well as four other fics. I'm really digging a hole adding this one to the list, but again, it will be updated whenever.

If you stuck through it all and read all of that, then I love you very, very much already. I hope you enjoy it!

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Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, and only the story line is mine.

Prologue

Tuesday, May 4th, 1999

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

At first the school year had been tense amongst the houses, no one sure how to treat each other after the War. It was if everyone was treading on eggshells. They couldn't even pretend that the Slytherins were all bad anymore since a myriad of them had fought in the Battle of Hogwarts. Numerous Slytherins died alongside their fellow students.

The tension was palpable, any taunting that occurred in the corridors was half-hearted at best. The day things had really changed was when Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy walked into the Great Hall for breakfast one morning, laughing side by side. They did that weird half-hug action that boys did before parting ways and heading to their separate tables. The silence was broken when one brave Fifth Year called across the Hall and asked them what that was all about. Harry glanced over his shoulder at Draco and nodded before saying, "We're friends." Draco snorted and replied with a snarky, "wouldn't exactly call us friends, Potter!" "Whatever you say, Draco," Harry had smiled, going back to his breakfast.

After that things slowly but surely changed, the Eighth Years started it, sitting at tables that weren't their own. Gryffindors at the Slytherin table, Slytherins at the Hufflepuff table. Ravenclaws and Slytherins were often caught snogging in dark alcoves. Soon one couldn't assume someone was from a particular house from the table they ate at, or which Common Room they were in.

Interhouse parties were wild, the only rule was that fourth years and under weren't allowed to come since it would be irresponsible to expose them to the wild behaviour that was bound to ensue.

In the blink of an eye, the school year flashed by, and students were found all over the place, helping each other study for internal exams, OWLs and NEWTs. The library was often packed to the brim, and everything seemed to be better than it was.

Older students still held each other at night when nightmares of War plagued their dreams. They often ran to the other dorms when the screaming started amongst the younger years. Holding them, and promising them that it was okay now, they would be alright.

Harry, Hermione and Draco were friends, Ron begrudgingly behaved cordially around the Malfoy heir. Neville and Pansy had been seen sneaking off together from time to time. It had become a regular thing to see the various houses intermingling and for relationships that may not have happened previously, to spring up; most of them not that surprising anymore.

Which is why today, when Daphne got a note from Luna Lovegood asking her to meet her in a classroom on the third floor, whilst hesitant, she went. If only to see what the younger girl wanted.

When Daphne cautiously opened the door she found Hermione standing there with a perplexed expression on her face, arms crossed over her chest; honey brown curls free and wild as they trailed down her back. Luna was sitting on a floating chair, wand behind her ear, book in her hand, her hair was piled in a messy bun on top of her head, a quill keeping it place. They were both in their own clothes, Hermione was in an oversized mint jumper and black leggings, and black flats (Daphne noticed that Hermione dressed a lot nicer this year, not that there was anything wrong with how she had looked before, but she always looked nicely put together these days). Luna was in a knee length midnight blue dress, with thin straps, and a light grey cardigan, one arm had slipped down, exposing one creamy white shoulder. Of course Luna didn't have on any shoes, but she did have her Dirigible Plum earrings in her ears and corkscrew necklace around her neck.

"Oh, hello Daphne!" Luna smiled happily, her chair lowering onto the ground when she saw the honey blonde in the doorway.

"Lovegood," Daphne smiled politely. Due to Interhouse unity, she didn't always wear robes like she used to anymore, which is why she was wearing a black pencil shirt that came just short of her knees, and a white button down shirt, tucked into it, the sleeves rolled up past her elbows, four inch black stilettos with a intricate pattern on the sides which exposed bits of her skin were on her feet; her house ring on her right middle finger.

"You look very pretty today," Luna smiled dreamily.

Hermione obviously a bit confused as to why the three of them were gathered here was getting a bit impatient, she didn't like not knowing things. "Luna, why are we here?"

"Oh, that's simple Hermione," Luna turned her silvery blue orbs on her friend, standing up and closing her book, tucking it under her arm. "We're here to talk about how we're meant to be together."

Daphne snorted and Hermione began to protest at the same moment; they both froze and shared a quick look, hurriedly breaking eye contact, deciding to look anywhere but at any of the other occupants in the room.

"What are you on about, Lovegood? Did one of your creatures that you're always on about bite you and give you strange ideas?" Daphne scowled, crossing her arms over her chest, deciding to look Luna in the eye. She almost immediately regretted that decision as it seemed as if the Ravenclaw could see right through her.

"I thought I would give you both a bit of time before I told you what you already knew," Luna cocked her head to the side, "but it seems as if it may have still been a bit premature."

Daphne shook her head. This was insane. So what if I've watched Granger walk to classes and sit a bit closer when she's at the Slytherin table talking to Harry and Draco. So what if I've become more aware of Lovegood and her presence whenever we pass each other. It doesn't mean anything. Daphne unconsciously rubbed her legs together when she saw Luna's irises darken. I am not attracted to Lovegood, or Granger as a matter of fact. Salazar. Daphne ignored the slight wetness between her legs when she saw Granger look at her as well. Her heart quickening also didn't mean a thing. "This is ridiculous."

"Is it?" Luna asked, taking a step towards Daphne; which is when the Slytherin had had enough. Whatever this was, she was not ready to deal with it. She was leaving. Now. Heels clicking as she fled the room trying not to look too eager to get out of there, the door slamming behind her as she left.

Leaving Hermione and Luna alone; Luna sighed as Hermione made up a flimsy excuse, and then she too was gone.

"They really ought not to deny their feelings," Luna said airily, feet making no noise as she left the classroom, seeing Hermione flee in one direction, and Daphne's short hair flying out behind her as she hurried away in the other direction. That's alright. I didn't expect them to accept it readily the first time we talked about it. Luna began to hum a joyful tune and skipped down the corridor. It was almost dinnertime, and she was craving some pudding.

As you may have guessed, this is a Luna/Hermione/Daphne fic, at least they are the main pairing. I really tried to resist posting this, but I couldn't help myself.

If you like my work, or what you've seen and you want to read more by me I have a few options for you ;) this is shameless self promo, but not really too bothered at the moment.

Return of Regulus Black - Complete Au, focuses on Regulus, Sirius, Remus, Luna and an OC. Mainly Slytherin and Ravenclaw based. Wolfstar.

Time Travel? Piece of Cake - Time travel fic, James, Sirius and Remus find themselves in another time and dimension from their own. (Takes place in the canon hp world, AU from HBP and onwards).

Fall Through Time - Dramione. Hermione and Draco go back in time to the Marauders Era and are integrated into their time.

It Was Her Ginger Hair - My baby, well they all are, but I have special feelings for this fic. Minor Dramione. Mainly Slytherin focused. Ginny/Theo pairing. A bit dark and twisty, slightly graphic. Though the fluffy moments are unreal. More than a little smutty.

I think I've rambled enough/ annoyed you more than is acceptable, but there you go. I'll probably remove the bits about my other fics some other time, but for now there you go. (Seriously, if you read all that, you are beyond amazing).

Love,

Indieblue xxx