Luna lazily made a snow angel in the used to be virgin snow. The thought made Luna pause in her ministrations for a moment, and then happily preceded to pop the snow's cherry. It wasn't everyday at Hogwarts she took someone's virginity. It was quite the special occasion.
"I hope I made it special baby," Luna informed the snow.
The snow didn't reply. Luna pouted, unhappy that her new love wasn't vocal. At all. Oh well, that's what happens when you fall in love with inanimate objects. Luna carefully rose from her position in the snow, trying not to disturb the newly formed snow angel.
She frowned at her beloved, "I'm sorry, but it's just not going to work out between us baby." She glanced dispassionately at the sad looking snow angel, turned on her heel and trudged through the snow, looking for a fresh batch of snow.
The blonde's mind wandered over to her last few sessions with Harry. She had tried to reason with him about his grief with Sirius, the sharpest one out of all his issues, in hopes of realizing why it was so weird to grieve someone he barely knew. She knew it was sometimes pointless to reason with Harry, but she was hoping that he would come to an epiphany of sorts.
No such luck. She had him make a list of what he knew about Harry, from the shallow to the deep. And she was shocked to see how long the list was for someone he barely saw in the two years he knew his godfather.
It was gut wrenching, mind blowing, heart shattering sad. They were obviously close if Harry knew that Sirius liked his mayonnaise on the left, mustard on the right with ketchup in the middle.
It made Luna wonder if Harry and Cedric were close. Harry was just so sad after, and angry.
It made the inside of her pinky toe wiggle and churn something fierce.
She thought of her snow angel. Maybe Cedric and Harry were intimate.
The blonde Ravenclaw gave a loud gasp and her hands flew to her mouth. Cedric popped Harry's cherry??!! He probably left Harry with a child and Harry had to kill it because he couldn't take care of it.
The scoundrel! Hadn't he ever heard of condoms? And there's such a nice variety as well. Luna couldn't believe Cedric was so irresponsible.
Luna hopped through the snow to doors of Hogwarts hoping Harry wasn't still sexually active. She needed to tell him about the dangers of having love without a glove.
In the back of her brain, she decided to ignore the fact that males couldn't get pregnant like regular witches and it took a lot of fancy work to get a male pregnant.
And even if she acknowledged that part of her brain, Harry still needed the sex talk.