Warning!Mature content ahead
The following week, Kyle invited Harry to a party at a friend's flat in Camden. Harry was excited to go. He and Kyle were going to be the only wizards there. Harry wouldn't have to be as vigilant knowing that there wouldn't be any Death Eaters or admirers to put him on the spot. It was around 10pm and Harry and Kyle were getting ready to leave. Both were already intoxicated and sloppily chatting about the chances of finding new girlfriends that night. Harry looked hopelessly at his reflection. He thought he would need a confundus charm to convince girls to date him. His hair simply existed atop his dome without any rhyme or reason. He critiqued his outfit harshly. Something needed to give here.
"Kyle," Harry whinned loudly into the next room.
"What?" Kyle asked as his face appeared around the edge of the door frame. Harry looked at him. He was dressed impeccably and looked a hell of a lot cooler than Harry.
"I need your help," Harry started, returning his gaze to his reflection. "I look terrible."
"You sound like a chick," Kyle answered, laughing. "Can you please just hurry up so we can go?"
"Let me wear something of yours," Harry pleaded.
Kyle smiled. "Okay, but then let's get the hell outta here." Kyle returned to the other bedroom where he had been staying ever since he had found a bed to put in it. He returned with another couple of beers and some clothes. "You can wear these, but I'm not sure they'll fit."
Harry tried everything on until he had found the best fitting pants and jacket. "The length is good, but they're so damn tight." Harry laughed as Kyle rolled his eyes and walked out of the room. Harry took another look at his reflection. He looked a hell of a lot better. Just having stylish clothes made Harry's confidence skyrocket. This party was going to be a lot of fun. He began to down his beer.
"Oh, Harry!" he heard Kyle yell from the other room. "Someone's here to see you!"
Harry had no idea of what to make of that. Who would show up at 1030pm to see him? Harry walked into the living room and saw Luna standing near the door.
"Luna!" Harry said, surprised. He walked over to her and they embraced each other. Harry didn't know why she was here and couldn't gauge from her facial expression. "How are you? What's going on?"
She smiled at him. "I'm doing very well, Harry. I came by to see if you wanted to join me at the Weasley's tonight? They invited me over and I was hoping you could come with me."
"Oh," Harry started, "I'm actually going to a party at one of Kyle's friend's places."
"I see," Luna said. She looked disappointed. "Where is the party? Is it in London?"
"Yeah," Harry said, looking over at Kyle quickly before asking, "would you like to come with us?"
"Sure," she answered brightly.
"Okay," Kyle said loudly, "Great! Now, let's get this show on the road. We're picking people up on the way, too, so we don't have time to chat, or for Harry to continue staring at himself in the mirror, or for you two to start flirting with each other..."
Harry's face turned red and he laughed, pretending to grab something from his living room so that he didn't have to look at Luna. They made their way out of Harry's flat and down to the ground floor. They exited the building and Kyle quickly turned around, almost forcing Luna and Harry to run into him.
"Whoops! I forgot, my car only has two seats, and I'm picking up muggles, so you two are gonna have to walk or apparate or something," Kyle said very quickly.
"Okay," Harry said slowly, giving Luna a confused look. He knew very well that Kyle's car had more than two seats and didn't know why he lied. "Do you mind, Luna?"
"I prefer it, actually," she said. "I usually become nauseous when I ride in cars."
"Alrighty, well that's all figured out. Sorry, again," Kyle said beginning to walk down the street to his car. "Harry boy, you have the address, I shall see you two there."
Harry raised his eyebrows at Luna. "Sorry," he said, smiling. "I know where it is, but not exactly how to get there." He showed her the address he was given and they tried to determine where to start. As the began walking down the street, Luna talked animatedly about how much she enjoyed walking around London.
"I am never here much, so I always love when I get the chance," she finished.
"I really like it here, too," Harry said. "It wasn't until I moved here that I started to know the city better. I never really came here, either."
They became quiet as they walked. Harry recalled the other day when Luna had held his hand. He wondered what she had meant by it. She was a strange girl. It was never easy to understand what she was thinking. Although Harry was taken aback by Luna's sudden frequent appearances, he was excited about the idea that she might have feelings for him. He knew he would never find another Ginny, however he pondered what it would be like to date someone completely different. He wanted to find the courage to hold Luna's hand now, but still wasn't sure whether or not she thought of him as any more than a friend.
Harry realized how long they had been silent for and struck up conversation about how The Quibbler was doing. He enjoyed listening to her high pitched voice speaking passionatly about the magazine. Before he knew it, they were in the neighborhood of the party. Kyle's car was parked outside the house and the two made their way up the steps and into the flat.
As they reached the landing, Harry heard loud music playing and a voice yell, "Oi! That'll be 10 pounds, mate." The man was cleary drunk and was slightly slouched over on a chair.
Kyle emerged from the doorway, "Get outta here, Barry. They're with me..." He grabbed Harry's arm and in turn Harry grabbed Luna's hand and the three made their way around the mob of people clogging up the doorway. The whole place was very packed and very loud. Kyle guided them towards the fridge where he grabbed them some beers. He said something to Harry and Luna, but Harry couldn't make it out over the music.
"What?" Harry yelled as they made their way to a couch further away from the speakers.
"I said," Kyle started, "you and Luna should see who can drink their beer faster."
That made Luna laugh as she popped the top off her bottle and began to down it. Harry quickly realized that she was going to beat him unless he hopped to. He followed suit, chugging it, only stopping to take a breath.
"Uh! Uh, ohhh," Kyle laughed, "looks like Luna's our winner." Luna smiled brightly as she waved the empty bottle in front of Harry's face. Harry glared at her as he finally finished his drink and set the bottle on the coffee table next to the couch.
"Two out of three," Harry said, smiling sheepishly at Luna.
"No, no," Kyle said loudly. "Winner gets the first shot," he said grabbing a bottle of gin off of a table next to the couch. He took three cups off the coffee table and poured a shot, handing the first to Luna.
She pinched her nose and swallowed the shot in one gulp. Harry and Kyle laughed and downed theirs. Luna poured them another round. Just as they shot them, Harry saw Kyle squint across the room.
"Oh, shit," he said standing up. "My boy just showed up. Ima be right back.." He wandered into the throng of people standing around the pong table. Harry laughed for no reason. He was feeling very buzzed and wanted another drink.
"Would you like a beer, my lady?" he asked Luna as he stood up.
She smiled at him while considering the question. "Can you mix me up something delicious?"
"That I can," he said giggling. He walked in the direction of the kitchenette. He never would have guessed Luna could be so much fun. He shuffled through the fridge looking for something sweet. The best he could formulate was cranberry juice and vodka. He grabbed another beer and headed back for the couch. Kyle had returned and was sitting on the coffee table talking to Luna and another girl. Harry sat on the arm of the couch and handed Luna her drink.
"It's the best I could do," Harry told her as she sipped her drink.
"Oh, I see," Kyle said to Harry, "you get your girlfriend a drink, but the guy who invited you here gets nothing."
Luna laughed loudly as Kyle furtively winked at Harry.
"Harry," Kyle began, "this is my friend Gemma." The other girl sitting on the couch, a pretty brunette, shook Harry's hand. "Gemma, this is Harry."
The four began talking to each other and one of Gemma's friends, another brunette, joined them around the couch. Harry decided to take a couple more shots with everyone, chasing them with his beer.
Kyle stood up, "Well, I'm gonna go smoke a cig. I was told to try and keep it by the window." He and Gemma left, leaving Harry on the couch with Luna and Gemma's friend, whose name Harry learned was Erin.
"Harry, why don't you sit next to me?" Erin asked. "You don't need to sit up there. There's plenty of room," she said gesturing to a spot furthest from Luna.
Harry was starting to feel pretty wasted. He wasn't too keen on moving at all, but didn't want to seem rude. He plopped down on the seat next to Erin.
"Thanks," he said, feeling slightly akward. She moved a tad closer to him and began chattering to him. Asking him questions about how he met Kyle, where he was from, and other things Harry was too drunk to follow. Erin realized Harry was looking at Luna. She began trying to include Luna in on the conversation. Luna simply stared at her, her face blank. Erin eventually focused her attention back on Harry. Harry could see Luna glaring towards Erin. He looked back at Erin who was looking at him as though waiting for an answer.
"Sorry?" Harry asked.
"Would you like me to get us something else to drink?"
"No, thanks," Harry answered. Harry looked at Luna who shook her head. "Actually, I think I'm ready for a smoke."
"Me, too," Luna said, standing up and following Harry to the seats near the window, finally smiling at Erin as she walked away.
Harry leaned against the wall next to the window and lit up.
"Would you like one?" Harry asked her.
"No, thanks," she answered. "I just really wanted to get away from that girl."
Harry smiled. "I'm sorry, she was pretty chatty, huh?"
"She was pretty annoying," Luna said returning the smile.
Harry took a few more drags from his cigarette before he noticed Kyle wasn't around. He scanned the flat and spotted him with his arm around Gemma's shoulders, closer to the center of the room.
Harry was enjoying the feeling of the nicotine softening his inebriated state. The drinks were starting to catch up with him, and he was feeling good. Harry looked down at Luna. She had her eyes closed and was breathing deeply. Uh oh.
"You feeling okay?" Harry asked her, putting his hand on her shoulder.
"Yes," she said, keeping her eyes closed. "I believe there are some flextop flies in the room. I think I can feel them."
Harry busted out laughing and she finally opened her eyes. She started laughing, too.
"Yeah? And how exactly does that feel?" Harry asked, cracking up.
Luna leaned forward and kissed Harry on the lips. It only lasted a second, but it was all Harry needed to know what Luna thought of him. Harry put his hand on her waist and the other in her hair and looked into her eyes. He smiled at her and she earnestly smiled back, biting her lip. They kissed again. It was short and sweet and just enough for Harry to suddenly want to leave the party, so they could be alone.
"Want to go?" Harry asked her, holding her hands in his. She nodded. Harry scanned the room again. Kyle had made his way to the couch with Gemma. The two were cuddling and talking about something together. Harry figured that Kyle wouldn't mind if he and Luna dipped out. Harry guided them to the door where they carefully stepped over a passed out Barry in order to exit.
Both Harry and Luna were very much intoxicated. Harry barely walked straight as they made their way through the London streets. Luna giggled as she tried to follow Harry as he swerved through the streets.
"Fuck it!" Harry yelled. "You want to just apparate?"
"I'm," Luna hicupped, "not entirely sure that's such a good idea...Considering how much we drank"
"What's the worst that could happen?"
"You're right," Luna answered, "fuck it."
She tightened her grip on his hand and they disapparated. They ended up on the porch of Harry's building. They made their way up the stairs and entered Harry's flat. Harry turned the television on as Luna plopped down onto the couch.
"Wooo," Luna said, "what a night, huh?"
Harry nodded, sitting down next to her. She once again flashed her beautiful smile and Harry kissed her again. This time it was much longer. Gone were the noisy people from the party. It was just them now. He put his arms around her waist as she laid hers around his shoulders. At first they kissed slowly. Harry was nervous about pushing it too far, but as he felt her fingers grip his hair, he pushed his tongue past her lips. She made a quiet moan as Harry's tongue met hers. She licked his lips and eventually bit his bottom one. Quite hard, actually. Harry's eyes opened and he met Luna's looking back at him as the kiss was broken.
She laughed quietly and looked down. Harry could not believe what had just happened. His beautiful, kind, intelligent friend had just made out with him. She knew all about how Ginny had dumped him and still she had kissed Harry. Harry was still trying to grasp that this was, indeed, reality as he went in for another kiss, only this time, much more fervently. His hands were in her beautiful long hair as he sucked and licked her lips. Luna took a moment to respond as though surprised. She put one hand on his chest and the other along the side of his face.
As they made out, Harry felt himself getting harder and harder. Luna's mouth tasted so good and her hands were making their way from his chest, to his back, to the top of his ass. Harry took that as his cue to deepen the kiss, leaning forward and pushing Luna onto her back. He kissed her neck and worked his way down to her cleavage. Harry had no idea where he found the courage as he started to pull her shirt up, kissing her navel.
Luna giggled and sat up. "That tickles!" she said.
Harry saw his opportunity to slide her shirt off. She was wearing a light pink bra that Harry wanted desperately to remove. Harry began kissing Luna again as he pinched her nipples through her bra. She began to unbutton his shirt, using her tongue to penetrate Harry's mouth. As his shirt hit the floor, Harry took his undershirt off and tossed it to the ground with the rest of their clothes. Luna's hand traveled down to Harry's crotch. She rubbed him through his clothes, making Harry stop what he was doing and let out a low moan, closing his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Luna looking up at him, smiling. Harry smiled back and moved his hand around her back to unhook her bra. He tried several times to seperate the two ends, but to no avail.
"Fuck!" Harry laughed, collapsing on top of her.
"Let me help you out," Luna said, giggling. With one hand she effortlessly unclapsed her bra. Her breasts were exposed and Harry felt like he was suddenly enchanted.
"Oh. My. God," Harry said reaching out and holding her chest in his hands. He felt like he was doing something wrong. Was he allowed to touch things so perfect?
"Goddamn, Luna," he murmured, "you are amazing." He put his lips on her nipple and licked them, feeling them harden in his mouth. He pinched the other with his fingers. He backed up slightly, just so he could get a better view. He began sucking on them again, as though he'd never get another chance.
"Harry," Luna's dreamy voice started, "I'm still up here."
"I'm sorry," Harry said, moving his head up to kiss her. "You are just so fucking beautiful."
Luna's hand made their way down to Harry's pants, where she began trying to loosen his belt. Harry's heart started beating rapidly. No way. This was happening. This was going to happen. Harry was extremely excited to get their pants off, yet terrified. He hadn't had sex in a couple months and he wanted to give Luna his best.
Luna pulled his belt off and tossed it to the ground. Harry unbuttoned Luna's pants, fumbling as he pulled the zipper down. He pulled her pants down to her thighs, so her panties were exposed. Harry noticed that they matched her bra as he put his hand in between her legs over her womanhood and slowly rubbed her. Luna closed her eyes and pressed herself harder against Harry's hand. Harry's eyes were wide as he watched her licking her lips and quietly moaning. Harry leaned down to kiss her again and began removing his pants. He dropped them onto the ground and started on Luna's. Her's were much tighter and Harry had to pull them at her ankles until they slid off and out of the way.
Both were now only in their underwear as they started kissing again. Harry's hand found its way back down between Luna's legs, but this time he slipped under the fabric of her panties. He felt the hair against his fingers as he slid them down to the moist warmth of her girl. Gently, Harry moved his fingers in a circular motion along her clitoris. His dick was rock hard and becoming uncomfortable within the restraints of his briefs. As though reading his mind, Luna pulled his underwear as far down as she could, stopping at his knees. Harry's cock was freed and Harry briefly felt self concious as Luna took his manhood into her hands.
"Mmmmm," Harry breathed, "Luna..."
She began slowly stroking him as Harry continued rubbing her. Harry felt himself getting closer to the edge and decided to lay himself flush against Luna's body, keeping his dick out of reach. He kissed her nipples and licked them while digging his fingertips into her hips. He slowly kissed down the front of her body until he was facing her curly blond mound. Harry buried his face in between her legs, sliding his tongue gently along her clitoris. He felt Luna's hand in his hair as he brought his other hand between her legs and along the lips of her vagina. As he lightly sucked on her he slowly stroked her. His fingers became wetter as Luna began rubbing herself on Harry's face.
He reached up and pulled down her panties, leaning back so that he could slide them off from around her ankles. As he dropped them to the ground, he caught sight of the beautiful view of Luna laying back, naked, with her legs slightly drawn upward.
"Luna," Harry started as he removed his briefs and sat back to get a perfect view. "You are so fucking beautiful..."
Luna's head rose as she sat up and she drew her knees together as though suddenly self concious. Harry caressed her thighs, sliding his hands down under her ass. They kissed as Harry picked her up off of the couch and carried her to his bedroom.
The plopped down onto the bed, Luna landing on her back. Harry moved her legs so that she was once again laying with her knees up so he could put his face between her legs. Harry resumed kissing her clitoris as he slowly and gently fingered her. As Luna adjusted she began moving her hips with the rythem of Harry's fingers. She grasped his hair in her hand as she pressed his face more firmly between her legs. Finally, Harry moved his face down to her entrance, sucking her lips lightly. He slid his tongue as far into Luna's vagina as he grabbed her thighs in his hands. She pressed herself along his tongue until she eventually gripped his hair and moved his face back to her clitoris. Harry kissed it as he reached up to hold her breast.
His face was soaked and Luna moaned as she began riding his mouth. Harry moved his head up. He wanted her nipple in his mouth now. As he cupped her chest in his hands Luna whinned,
"C'mon, Harry...You can't stop now."
Fueled by her enthusiasm, Harry moved his head back down to her legs. His mouth was becoming tired, but he tried his best to kiss her as he had, sucking softly and licking faster as she quickened the speed of her hips. Harry slipped two fingers inside of her and began quickly fucking her with them, trying to keep up with her hips. She moaned loudly and squeezed her legs together, the grip on Harry's hair suddenly becoming painful.
Suddenly, Luna stopped moving. Her grasp on Harry's hair went slack. He looked up. Luna was laying with her head back and her eyes closed. She seized slightly. Did she cum? Harry crawled up towards her, laying down next to her. She smiled, still keeping her eyes shut, and welcomed Harry's hand in her hair.
She stayed in that position for a few minutes, her breathing becoming lighter and lighter. Harry looked down at his penis. It was still rock hard and seemed to be staring at him, wondering what would happen next. Harry stroked himself lightly, glimpsing at Luna's wet girl and beautiful round boobs. He reached his other hand out to pinch her nipples, marveling as they hardened. Harry was finding it increasingly difficult to just lay there, as Luna's perfect body lay next to him. He stood up off of the bed and kneeled down at the foot of the bed. Her vagina was still soaked and Harry couldn't help but insert two fingers into her as he stroked himself. He leaned forward and kissed her tummy. She looked up at him and grinned contentedly. Harry stood up and pressed the tip of his penis against her clit very softly. He gasped as the warm wetness touched the head.
She wiggled her hips slightly, and Harry took that as his cue to push himself into her. He started slowly. Her entrance was tight and he slipped in, inch by inch, the warmth making him feel ecstatic. Once he was completely inside her, he moved his hips in a circular motion, savoring the wonderful sensation. Luna and he locked eyes as he began to fuck her, slowly increasing the speed. The bed moved slightly and Harry's eyes wandered down to her tits as they bounced with the movement of their thrusting. Harry reached out and grasped them, leaning down so he could kiss them. He focused on the feeling of her warm tightness hugging his length as the friction made his mind blank. Her eyes were closed tightly as she moved her hand down to rub her clitoris as he continued fucking her girl and fondling her chest.
Harry quickly grabbed her by the hips and flipped her so that she was laying on her stomach, her feet on the ground. Harry grasped her ass in his hands and entered her again, moaning loudly as he was overwhelmed with the sensation. He moved his hand to her mound replacing her hand at her clit. He rubbed in the same way he had watched her in rythem with his thrusts. Closing his eyes tightly, he withdrew his dick as he came on her ass, collapsing slightly as his body seized in orgasm.
He layed on top of her for a few moments, savoring the feeling. Finally he reached over to his bedside table and grabbed his wand, cleaning Luna and himself up before laying down next to her.
"What a night, huh?" Harry said, adjusting his arm so Luna could get closer to him. She nodded, her eyes closed, already falling asleep. Harry thought he heard Kyle come in the front door. Harry considered how nice it was to go to bed with his friends in his home. Thoughts of Luna consumed his dreams as he finally fell asleep.