A N: Don't own. Rowling and Co Does.
A N 2: WARNING FOR THE CHAPTER: Dub-Con Oral Sex and 69 (Dubious on Harry's part) (Guess who's the girl...)
A N 3: Duke Drake: Thanks, I will try. Fortunately, they will soon go to Hogwarts, this means that the only outfit they will wear (unless they're role-playing) are the standard school robes. The one of the Movies, thought, maybe skimpier and with a more "Japanese Schoolgirl" vibe.
CHAPTER 3
Luna Lovegood
"My life sucks..." Harry thought from his supine position on his new bed, staring at the green ceiling.
Some days passed since what he had called "The best 10 hours of my life", and Harry was now confined inside Sirius' Brother Regulus' old room, and was now subjected to one of the most Slytherin rooms Harry had ever seen.
Harry sighed as he started reminiscing what brought him in such a situation.
Apparently, Sirius' "Anti-Parents Wards" as he called them had worn off over the years, granting so Mrs. Weasley access inside their hiding place. Harry still remembered her screaming at the sight of a naked, glowing Hermione, her sex sparkling with her juices (an image he had fairly used during those the lonely days he had spent confined inside the room, now furnished with a bathroom conjured on the moment by Mrs. Weasley).
Unfortunately, she wasn't the only person entering the room.
Ron was there too.
He still winced as he remembered how the red head's gaze had fallen on Hermione, who was hastily trying to cover herself as Mrs. Weasley kept screaming about "Scarlet Women" and her "Poor daughter stolen purity", and, after several seconds in which Harry could see Ron's brow deeply frowning as he tried to process what was in front of him, had fallen on Harry, his eyes burning with anger.
"In retrospect, I probably deserved the strangling..." He thought again as he began to subconsciously scratch his neck.
He heard a soft pop as his only contact with the outside world apparated in his room.
Harry sighed, "Hello Kreacher..."
"Bad Master's Lucky Half-Blood Brat doesn't even know how to properly greet a house elf..." The elf muttered as he put the plate filled with food on the ground, "...Bad Master's Lucky Half-Blood Brat is stupid..."
Harry sighed again, pinching the edge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger, "So, what news do you bring me from the outside world?" he asked in a false cheering tone.
Kreacher grunted, "Bad Master's Lucky Half-Blood Brat's Mudblood and Blood-Traitor Bitches send their regards..." Harry subconsciously put a hand on his neck, feeling like someone was about to behead him, as the house elf kept muttering, "... Bad Master argued again with Wailing Old Muggle-Lover about Bad Master's Lucky Half-Blood Brat's jailing, and..." Harry looked up from his prone position as he heard Kreacher stop his rant.
Kreacher looked hesitant.
He gave the house elf a look, prompting him to go on.
Kreacher's black teeth started to bit his lips, as in trying to keep his mouth shout, before he blurted out "Someone stole Master Regulus' Whispering Locket!"
Harry's eyebrows knitted, "Someone did what?"
Kreacher eyes widened, "Master Regulus told Kreacher to not punish himself..." he said, fidgeting in his place, "... Kreacher must do what Master Regulus asked him..."
As much as Harry could remember, Regulus Black had been a Death Eater, through more out of devotion for his mother than for real belief in their preaching, and was described by Kreacher like "The Bestest, Most Wonderfulest Master Ever Lived" (which promptly gave Harry scary Dobby flashbacks).
Harry sighed again, "Do you know who stole it?"
Kreacher shook his head.
"Have you told Sirius?" He asked again at the elf.
The elf shook again his head.
"Why?" Harry asked, starting to get pissed off by the elf behaviour.
"Master Regulus commanded to never tell the family about Master Regulus' Whispering Locket..." Kreacher explained, still fidgeting in his place.
Harry sighed in exasperation, "And let me guess, you want me to find who stole it..."
Kreacher started to nod at such a speed that Harry was afraid his head was about to fall off.
"Why me?" Harry almost whined.
"Because Bad Master's Lucky Half-Blood Brat is lucky." He said, disappearing then with a soft pop.
Harry groaned, "Great, now even house elves give me cryptic answers!"
He grumped, getting out of bed and starting to prepare his school trunk, eagerly wanting to leave that dreadful house and return to Hogwarts.
After the most awkward walk of his life, most of it passing with Mrs. Weasley glaring alternatively between him and Sirius' dog form, Harry finally reached King Cross' station, soon entering platform nine and three-quarter and, after quickly greeting all his adult friends (or at least the ones who didn't want to disembowel him), Harry finally hopped on the train, his friends quickly following him.
"Well," said Fred, clapping his hands together, "can't stand around chatting all day, we've got business to discuss with Lee. See you later," and he and George disappeared down the corridor to the right. The train was gathering still more speed, so that the houses outside the window flashed past, and they swayed where they stood.
"Shall we go and find a compartment, then?" Harry asked, eager to finally talk to someone who wasn't Kreacher.
"Ehm…" Hermione started saying, fidgeting in her place.
"Sorry, mate…" Ron started saying, venom in his voice, "… But I and Hermione have to go to the perfect's carriage…" He proudly puffed up his chest, "… You know, for prefects' business…"
"Oh…" said Harry, "Right. Fine."
"I don't think we'll have to stay there all journey," said Hermione quickly. "Our letters said we just get instructions from the Head Boy and Girl and then patrol the corridors from time to time."
Ron sneered as he grabbed both Hermione's and Ginny's arms, "I wouldn't count on it..."
"Excuse me!" Ginny yelled, trying to free her arm, "I don't have to go into the prefect's carriage with you two!"
"Yes, you have..." Ron said as he started dragging the two girls away from Harry, "... You know what mom had said about Him..."
"Ron, let me go!" Hermione said, trying to yank her arm free from his grasp, "You're hurting me!"
Harry's heart clenched.
"Ron..." He began saying before the red head gave a loud yelp of pain as he quickly let the girls' arms go.
Both the girls watched him in shock.
"Let's go..." He whimpered, his voice higher of an octave, as he exited the carriage into the next one "... And you better not wander off, Ginny..."
"Ron, are you alright?" he heard as both girl followed his friend in the next carriage, both of them giving a quick glance to him before disappearing from his view.
Harry started feeling an odd sense of loss, both because of Ron recent behaviour and his loss of a possibility to finally spend some time with Ginny and Hermione.
There was still so much they had to discuss.
Sighing, he started searching for a free compartment, passing by several students who gave him wary looks. After some time and several full compartments, the most amusing of them the one with Neville crammed between 4 unknown witches, all of them dressed in blue trimmed robes, Harry finally found an almost empty compartment, its only inhabitant a weird looking young girl.
"Ehm..." He said as he entered the compartment, "Is it okay if I take a seat?"
The girl beside the window looked up. She had straggly, waist-length, dirty blonde hair, very pale eyebrows and protuberant eyes that gave her a permanently surprised look. The girl gave oil an aura of distinct dottiness. Perhaps it was the fact that she had stuck her wand behind her left ear for safekeeping, or that she had chosen to wear a necklace of Butterbeer corks, or that she was reading a magazine upside-down, or that she was wearing some weird, butterfly-shaped purple glasses. Her eyes came to rest on Harry. She nodded.
"Thanks," Harry mumbled as he stowed his trunk and Hedwig's cage in the luggage rack and sat down. Luna watched him over her upside-down magazine, which was called The Quibbler. She did not seem to need to blink as much as normal humans. She stared and stared at Harry, who had taken the seat opposite her and now wished he hadn't.
After some minutes of intense staring, Harry broke the silence, "Ehm, I'm Harry Potter…"
"Yes, I know who you are…" She said in a dreamy tone.
"Oh, Ehm…" He stuttered, "… Of course."
Silence returned in the room.
"And you are…?" Harry asked, sweating under the girl's prominent stare.
"Have you ever noticed how our life seems like the beginning of a bad Muggle porn?" the girl asked, her dreamy tone unfazed by her words, "… And I'm Luna, Luna Lovegood…"
If Harry was drinking something, he would have probably spit it. "I-I'm sorry?" he sputtered, taken aback by the girl question.
"I said I'm Luna Lovegood." She repeated in a slow tone, as she was talking to a small child.
"No, the… the part before that."
"Oh!" She exclaimed, her big, unblinking eyes still on him from behind her magazine and her glasses, "I was asking you if you ever noticed how our life seems like the beginning of a bad Muggle porn…" She repeated with the same, dreamy tone.
"Right…" Harry slowly said, wishing very hard of being in another compartment.
Silence fell again in the room.
Luna gave a dreamy, resigned sigh before putting her magazine down on the seat near her, "Harry, I was suggesting you to have sex with me…"
"Uh?" Harry asked, confused, "But… I barely know you!"
"But I know you…" She stated as she kept staring at him, "… Besides, the concentration of Imps around you is telling me that you're very lucky..." she said, blinking for the first time since he met her.
"Concentration of what?" He asked, clueless about whatever the girl was talking about.
"There's nothing to be ashamed about..." She said, probably misinterpreting his outburst, "... I saw another boy having an infestation of them on this train, thought his weren't as much as yours..."
"What are you talking about" He asked, utterly confused.
"About your Imp infestation..." She repeated again with her slow, dreamy tone, "... That's the reason because your life seems like bad Muggle porn..."
Harry furrowed his brows, "Well, that would explain why I managed to have sex with two of my closest friends in barely 10 hours..."
"Exactly..." She said, almost like she was reading his mind, "... Now, off you go, let's get the fun started..." she stated, beginning to unbuttoning her blouse.
"Wait!" He stopped her, "What are you doing?!"
"I'm getting prepared for the sex, silly, you don't want the Imps to get mad, do you?" She asked, her dreamy tone getting a dangerous edge.
Harry slowly gulped, remembering Ron's previous pain. If the girls was right, and those Imps existed and were capable of causing him harm, maybe it was wise for him to follow this girl advice and have sex with her.
A flashing image of Hermione and Ginny passed through his mind.
"Ehm, I can't..." He said, causing Luna to make an adorable pout, "... I kind of have a girlfriend... I think..."
Luna excitedly started to clap her hand, "Uh! Uh! Uh! You've already fucked someone!" She said, the swearing almost alien in her dreamy, sing-song voice, "How many are they? Can I call her sisters? I've always desired a sister!"
Harry stared at the excited younger girl as she started to bounce on her step, "Yes, I've already..." Harry's voice dropped, blushing slightly, "... Fucked someone, so I don't know if they would be too eager about me fucking someone else..."
Luna pouted, "You're right, I probably should be introduced to the first harem members before asking to enter..."
Harry started to nod before abruptly stopping, finally having caught up what she was saying, "What? Harem?"
"Yes..." She explained to him, "... Your harem. Imps usually prevent already marked girls to join other males or unmarked girls in carnal attraction, thus basically preventing them from having sex with everyone else except you or your other girls..." Luna dreamy face imperceptibly grimaced, "... Or your other boys, if you're that kind of guy..."
Harry gulped, "W-what happens when one of the girls is about to have a... Ehm... carnal interaction with someone else?"
Luna shrugged, "Well, if it was consensual on the girl's part, the Imps usually limit themselves to cause some amusing incidents to the involved parties..." Her wide eyes suddenly turned dark, "... But if the guy is forcing himself in any way on them..."
Harry slowly gulped again, sweating profusely.
"You're sweating..." Luna stated.
"Why would you want something like that?" Harry asked confused, "... Knowing it would end your free will..."
Luna shrugged, "I'm lonely..." She started saying, a single tear coming down from her left eye.
Harry heart clenched at the sight.
Lord "Noseless" Voldemort wailed in shock in his throne room at Malfoy Manor, his hand on his cold, dead heart as once again waves of intense feelings started attacking him.
He desperately wanted to hug a puppy.
"Lucius!" He yelled as he stumbled upright, his wand already in his hand.
Lucius Malfoy started saying as he entered the room "Yes, my lo...?"
"CRUCIO!" Voldemort yelled, a green jot of light erupting from his wand and striking Malfoy Sr. on the chest.
The man started to girlishly scream, a feat only a true Malfoy can achieve when under intense pain, as pain blossomed through all his body.
The dark lord broke the curse, panting heavily.
"Thank you, Lucius..." Voldemort said between pants, "... You can go now..."
"Yes, my lord..." The man whimpered, stumbling away from the room.
"Luna..." Harry started saying before he heard the door locking.
"What the hell?" He exclaimed as he turned to Luna, who in turn looked back at him, a devious grin on her otherwise innocent face, her wand in her right hand, aimed at the door.
"I don't want to be lonely..." She said, flinging herself at him, her wide eyes dark with lust.
She stranded him with her legs, her hands gently caressing his messy hairs, her mouth suddenly on his. He opened his mouth in surprise, thus permitting Luna's tongue to explore his oral cavity. He placed both his hands on her shoulders, trying to push her away.
"Luna!" He exclaimed as he finally managed to break the kiss "No! We cannot do this, no matter how lonely you might- What are you doing?" He asked as she quickly unbuttoned her blouse, opening it with a yank.
Harry stared at Luna's uncovered breasts and slowly gulped. He quickly diverted his gaze, his member starting to harden. "What was that for?" He asked, still looking away. He could hear the pout in her words, "You were supposed to turn into a frenzy animal..." She grabbed his right hand, firmly holding it onto her left breast, "... Maybe if we apply some pressure..."
Harry tried to take away his hand as she firmly held it in place with an iron grip, "Luna, please..." He pleaded.
She took his chin with her left hand, turning her face toward hers, "I want this, Harry Potter. I want friends, I want a big family and I want you..." She said, her wide eyes locked with his, "... If my guesses are correct, one of your girls his probably Ginny..." She said, her right hand leaving his and going down to his trousers, starting stroking his length through the fabric, making him whimper, "... And knowing how much... adventurous she'd become since last year, she'll probably be fine with me..." She gave him a bright smile, "... And it seems you're fine too."
"How so?" He asked, his breathing now shallow.
"You've not yet moved your hand away from my boob..." She giggled, her mouth once again on his.
Harry stopped resisting, returning the kiss, his hand slowly starting to squeeze her breast. She moaned, her left hand leaving his face as she started to undo his belt. He gasped as her tiny hands started slipping down the hem of his boxers, grabbing his already erect member.
"Oh dear..." she exclaimed, breaking the kiss, "... Not to alarm you, but it seems you have a Basilisk in your trousers!"
Harry gave her a strange look, not sure if she was joking or not. She grinned, returning to kiss him as her hand left his cock and started to lower his pants and boxers. He whimpered as her right hand returned on his cock, starting to slowly stroking it.
"We cannot have sex, though..." Luna said as her mouth descended from his toward his crotch, "... Not until you properly present me to the others, at least."
Harry groaned, "Then what do you count to do?"
Her face reached his cock, her mouth inches from his crown, "Well, I still need to get marked, this means make you come in some direct way..." She finished as she quickly opened her mouth, swallowing half of Harry's cock in one gulp.
Harry grunted as the girl's head started to slowly move up and down, her dexterous tongue caressing every inch of his cock inside her wet, warm mouth.
Harry was in heaven.
"Don't stop..." He moaned as her hands started cupping his balls. Harry entwined his right hand with Luna's hair, bobbing her head down and making her swallow more of his cock. He whimpered as he kept moving her head, his hips occasionally bucking against her mouth.
He frowned. "Wait..." he said, grabbing her head and separating her mouth from his cock, "... What about you?"
"Uh?" Luna asked, confused. "How will you come?" Harry explained the younger girl. She dreamily watched him for a while before reaching a solution. "Wait..." She said, grabbing her panties from under her skirt and pulling them away. She distractedly launched them toward Harry's general direction.
With a swift movement, Luna started standing on her hands, her body falling against his sitting position. Harry stared startled, as the younger witch promptly shoved her naked (And Harry noticed Bald) pussy against his face.
"There, so you're no more preoccupied about me..." She said, her head on his still covered abdomen, "... I cannot take the pleasure of taking your cock in my mouth, but I can still make you come with my hand..." She said as she grabbed Harry's cock with both hands, starting to stroke it.
Harry whimpered, "L-Luna, it woul- Oh- It wouldn't be better if- Merlin don't stop- If we did this on the ground?"
Luna giggled, "... Silly Harry, normal 69s are boring..." she said as she kept stroking him.
Harry whimpered again as he inserted his tongue inside her already glistening pussy, starting to taste her folds. She shivered, putting her mouth near the base of his cock and gently kissing it, trying to stretch her head towards it. Harry whimpered as some pre-cum started to come out of his cock. She shivered as she took it with her hands and started to coat his member with it.
Harry groaned in her lower lips as his tongue continued to stimulate her. Her hips bucked against his face as her breathing started to get heavy, her hands taking a frantic speed in their stroking.
Harry groaned again as white cum started erupting from his cock which, being it aimed at Luna, covered her face in spunk. Harry was afraid the girl was upset because of that, fear that quickly revealed itself unfounded as he heard her give a breathy giggle before her folds started clenching against his tongue, spraying her juices against his face.
"Mmmmh, yummy..." he heard her say as she turned her face towards him, twisting her spine in an almost unnatural way, brightly smiling at him.
Harry heard then the door unlock and open.
He turned towards the now open door of the compartment only to find...
... Hermione, Ginny and Ron, the three of them watching him with various degrees of amusement and horror on their face.
"Ehm..." He started saying, her face and mouth still full of Luna's juices, "... I can explain..."
A N 4: Before you start asking, Neville's "girls" were (BUT NOW THEY ARE NO MORE) Demelza Robins, Marietta Edgecombe, Eloise Midgen and Astoria Greengrass. So count them out of the Harem already. EDIT: SEE ONE OF THE AUTHOR NOTES IN CHAPTER 5 TO DISCOVER THE REAL MEMBERS OF NEVILLE'S HAREM.
A N 5: I was reading the chapter from Book 5 with the same title as this when I realized something. Luna had a huge crush on Ron during book 5. Why? I mean, I can understand her OBVIOUS crush on Harry during book 5, but why Ron? WHY RON?!
A N 6: Sorry for the short ad not sexual Smut. How it was?
A N 7: NEXT CHAPTER SNEAK PEAK: Luna is properly introduced to the rest of the Harem, Some plot happens and we discover where our "heroes" will pass their nights.
