Chapter 49:

Rumors of new uniforms and the fashion show spread like wildfire through the school and within days preparations were underway.

Hermione was in charge of organizing the actual show and afterschool she would spend the afternoons in the courtyard, overseeing the construction of the stage and the catwalk. The show would be held outside, under the new spring sun, and the themes were renewal and fresh starts. Most of the stage was constructed via magical means with paintbrushes lapping at the boards all on their own and hammers knocking in the nails but Hermione also put the butch girls to work for the tasks that required an actual human hand. She ordered them about like a beautiful foreman, bushy haired, clad in heels and her robe, pointing and barking orders while the butch girls trooped by with lumber over their shoulders and tool belts slung around their waists.

Draco tried to help too, hovering around Millicent, girlish and clumsy, hitting her thumb with a hammer and pouting until Millicent kissed it better. The other butch girls would catcall at Hermione, perched up on the scaffolding like a flock of birds, and Hermione would yell at them to get back to work.

The headmistress had approved of the fashion show as soon as the idea had been presented to her and she herself would often stroll by to check up on the proceedings, clad in her spike gold heels and brassier of golden cups. Hermione would greet her very courteously and thank her for the opportunity and Andromeda would nod and watch the butch girls bustle around. She inquired about what kinds of new uniforms Hermione had in mind and Hermione told her only enough to get her interested, not wanting to spoil the surprises. The headmistress seemed quite intrigued in her calm and authoritive way and Hermione was thrilled to find her so open to the idea. She would make sure to pass along the headmistress's enthusiasm to the rumor mill as soon as possible.

As for models, there was no shortage of volunteers. Hermione had a list and she added girls to it daily, all of them eager to help out. The list would have to be trimmed down, of course, but it was nice to have a selection. Between so many dozens of girls they were sure to have models to showcase every type of outfit.

The outfits themselves were up to Veronica. To begin with she was focusing mostly on research. Even as the stage was being raised, she was still in the conceptional phases. In the afternoons she would sit on a bench in the courtyard with a large artpad and work on designs, sketching them deftly with an assortment of quills and inks, her hand flittering over the page, adding skirts or tops to naked figures. Beside her sat Luna who kept watch on the drawings and nodded and provided a continual stream of endearingly sincere praise that made Veronica giggle and blush a little and glance at her over and over.

A small crowd had gathered around them, watching over their shoulders, and girls would point and make suggestions and Veronica would nod and make corrections. Many of the girls had their own design ideas to share and Veronica was only too glad to add them to the collections, each more skimpy than the last.

One afternoon, Hermione was joined at the construction site by Lily. The stage was about half completed by now, the skeletal understructure of timbers visible beneath the stage. Eventually they would be covered by curtains. Draco was balancing on a ladder while Millicent held the ladder steady—sneaking peaks up Draco's robe, of course—and the rest of the butch girls were taking a break. Lily was strolling the area with Hermione while Hermione explained the particulars of what they were doing. Lily was very impressed and eventually she smiled and looked at the half-completed stage and took a deep breath.

"Wow," she said. "It's gonna be great, Herm."

Hermione smiled. "Thanks."

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do to help?"

"Just promise me you'll be a model," Hermione said with a grin. "I have something very special planned and only a perfect body like yours could pull it off."

Lily giggled at that and glanced over at Veronica and Luna, wondering what kinds of designs they were coming up with. They were sitting together on that bench, side by side, alone now, talking together while Veronica continued drawing. Hermione followed Lily's gaze and then smirked at how close those two girls over there were sitting.

"Hm," she said. "Veronica and Luna have been spending a lot of time together lately, haven't they?"

Lily had noticed as well but she wasn't sure. "Well, they're working together on the new uniforms."

"You don't think it might be a little more than that?"

Lily went thoughtful, gazing across the courtyard. Veronica's hair shone bright purple in the midafternoon sun and Luna's hair was like pale corn silk. Veronica was focused on her drawing, her hand moving deftly, and Luna lifted her eyes from the page and instead looked at Veronica's face. She looked for a long time, very closely, and then she smiled and looked down at the drawing again.

Lily lifted her eyebrows. Hermione noticed that look as well and smirked.

"I mean, think about it," she went on. "Luna really seems to have Veronica's back in student council meetings. And in Lesbomancy they always seem to end up together. I think they really do like each other."

Lily nodded a couple times. "Yeah, maybe they do."

"It's kind of cute, really," Hermione said with a smile. "I think they'd be perfect for each other."

"Me too, but Veronica doesn't date. She likes to sleep around too much. Luna doesn't date either, come to think of it. She just sleeps with whoever wants her."

Hermione grinned excitedly. "But that's exactly why they'd be so perfect! They're the two biggest sluts in school, only Veronica is an aggressive slut and Luna is a passive slut. So maybe the one girl who can satisfy Veronica is Luna and the one girl who can satisfy Luna is Veronica."

Lily chuckled at her logic and shrugged at the plausibility of it. They continued watching Veronica and Luna for a moment but then there was a cry of orgasm from behind them. They turned around and saw Millicent had half climbed up the ladder to lick at Draco's vagina while the butch girls cheered them on. Hermione sighed and put her hands on her hips.

"Would you guys get back to work!?"

The butch girls grinned and took up their hammers while a flustered and flushed Draco was helped down from the ladder by the hips by Millicent. Hermione rolled her eyes and Lily giggled.

Later that night, just after dinner, Veronica and Luna obtained permission from Professor Platt to use the sewing machines in the Magical Home Economics lab. The professor unlocked the door for them and let them in. Against one wall was a bank of sewing machines, old fashioned contraptions of copper and spool that were powered by a pedal under the bench and just a little hint of magic. Luna was carrying bolts of cloth in her arms and she dumped them over by the bench. Veronica was grinning excitedly, her artbook clutched to her chest, and she turned to Professor Platt.

"Thanks for letting us borrow the lab, Professor Platt," she said. "I just wanted to get a headstart on some of these designs."

Professor Platt smiled, a pleasant woman in a print dress with caramel colored hair and wide motherly hips. "It's perfectly fine," she said. "I'm actually very excited to see what you girls can come up with. Just remember to lock up when you're done, okay?"

"We will," Luna chimed in with a smile. "Thank you."

Professor Platt nodded and then left the room, closing the door behind her. Veronica set down her artbook and took out a roll of measuring tape.

"Okay, first of all we need some measurements," she said.

Luna nodded and then reached for the clasp of her robe tentatively. "Shall I take my clothes off?"

"Well, yeah," Veronica said with a grin. "That generally helps."

Luna giggled and then unclasped her robe and slipped it off. Veronica watched her and suddenly she became aware that they were alone. Completely alone. No sound anywhere and only darkness outside the windows. It occurred to her that she had never been alone with Luna Lovegood before and she suddenly felt a little shy.

Luna maybe felt a little shy too because she was blushing as she folded the robe and set it on a bench. She was now wearing nothing but black lace panties and high heels and Veronica's violet eyes were roaming all over that creaminess. Luna really did have one of the best bodies in school. Her skin was such a unique complexion. Yellow like the sun and soft as whipped butter. Rich and healthy.

But it wasn't only her skin. Her breasts were full and large. You could tell just by looking at them how soft and heavy they would be in your hand. As she bent over to lower her panties those two mounds hung and swung and then went still again as she straightened back up. Luna was folding her panties and she set them on top of her folded robe and Veronica let herself admire the other girl's legs. So long and milky. Legs you could lick at for days.

A surprisingly insistent throb had started up in Veronica's vagina and she wasn't sure she wanted to sew anymore. She didn't want to put clothes on Luna's body. It was absolutely perfect just like that. Naked. She honestly didn't think she had ever been so attracted to another girl before and maybe it wasn't even just her body. Maybe it was everything else as well. Her personality. Her sweetness. Luna wasn't only one of the sexiest girls in school she was also one of the nicest and most innocent and most lusty as well.

Luna took off her shoes as well, lifting one foot then the other, and placed them on her folded clothes. After that she was utterly naked and she smiled as she tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Veronica stared and felt a pang in her heart. Even the other girl's face was perfect. Round blue eyes, deep and dreamy. Pink lips. Perfect skin. All framed by hair so blonde, so gold and lovely, that the girl might as well be an angel.

Luna was waiting for Veronica to proceed but the purplehaired girl only stared. Luna cocked her head.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

Veronica startled out of her reverie, tape in hand, vagina throbbing. "Oh, sorry," she said. "I was just thinking."

"About what?"

"About how maybe the best uniform for you would be nothing at all," Veronica admitted with a blush and a smirk. She gave the other girl another once over with her eyes and sighed dreamily. "You really do have an incredible body, Luna."

Luna grew embarrassed at that. Her nipples went stiff. She turned aside coyly. She twirled a lock of that luxurious blonde hair around a finger and smiled at the other girl. "I do?"

"Of course you do," Veronica went on with a grin. "That's why I'm so glad you're here to help me out. You're the perfect model."

Luna giggled and then lifted her arms as Veronica approached with the tape.

The first measurement Veronica took was Luna's bust. Blushing, she wrapped the tape around Luna's chest and held it together at her left breast. Her knuckles grazed the soft skin there. She tried to read the numbers on the tape but she kept glancing at that nipple. It looked so hard and suckable. She cleared her throat and got herself under control and then she released the tape and took up a quill to write the measurement.

Next she did Luna's waist. She had a very trim waist and her belly was perfectly flat. This measurement was even harder to take, because she had to lean forward a little to get the tape around her and her face went dangerously close to Luna's breasts. Veronica didn't know what was wrong with her. Being alone with this other girl was driving her crazy. All she wanted to do was lick at every inch of her milky skin.

After the waist she did Luna's hips. Wrapping the tape around her at their widest point. She had a perfect pelvis too. A very generous tilt. Between her legs was a small thatch of yellow curls. A light furring. Veronica knew from Lesbomancy how silky that pussy could feel under her fingers or tongue but that was in Lesbomancy. In class. Right now they were alone and Veronica wasn't quite sure how receptive the girl might be in these circumstances. Usually she would just do it but this wasn't just any girl. This was Luna. Veronica actually cared about her and actually…kind of liked her.

Luna still had her arms out and she was watching Veronica with interest. Veronica was blushing heavily by now, struggling to be this close to Luna's body, and with a mighty frown of concentration she managed to read the numbers on the tape before letting go and turning to write it down on the parchment. Luna lowered her arms and stood there, naked, stiff nipples. A gentle throb in her own vagina. Veronica's fingers fumbled with the quill and she chuckled as she read the numbers out loud.

"Thirty-six, twenty-four, thirty-six," she said. "Like I said, absolutely perfect. Whatever we make for you, it's going to look great."

Luna smiled happily and then tilted her head. "But what about your own body? Wouldn't your body be a perfect model as well?"

"Maybe, but it's always easier to work with a dummy."

Luna's head tilted even more. "I'm a dummy?"

Veronica panicked, realizing that might actually be an insult to a girl so doll-like, and she quickly laughed it off. "No, no, that's not what I meant. I just meant it's easier to have something else to work with. Usually you'd use a mannequin or something."

Luna nodded, understanding what she meant, and then smiled. "Can we take your measurements too?"

"What for?"

"I'm curious."

Veronica chuckled, blushing, and then handed the tape over. "Here, you can take them yourself," she said. "I could just tell you, but since you're so curious…"

Veronica trailed off, unclasping her robe. Luna watched, smiling, her eyes that were usually so placid now sparkling with excitement.

The purplehaired girl was less careful with her clothes and she simply tossed the robe aside. Her boobs underneath were very big but very perky as well, very firm and buoyant. Her skin had an attractive tan and she even had a slight muscular definition in her shoulders and tummy.

Luna watched her and felt quite soft in comparison. Quite vulnerable. Alone in this room with such a powerful purplehaired seductress.

Next it was those black lace panties that hit the floor. They fell loosely around Veronica's ankles and she kicked them away before lifting her feet each in turn and slipping off her shoes. She tossed them away as well and then she put her fingers in her thick purple hair and fluffed it out, breasts so huge and amazing on her chest.

Luna was biting her bottom lip hungrily, staring, standing there with the tape measure in her hand. Her eyes travelled over those gorgeous breasts and down over her tummy and along those long sexy legs, tanned and just slightly muscular, thick thighs like a dancer. Veronica grinned at her, feeling the power swing her way again, and held out her arms.

"Okay," she said. "Go ahead."

Luna blushed shyly and came forward without speaking. She wrapped the tape around her friend's large and lovely breasts and she had the same difficulty Veronica had had. She couldn't stop staring at them to take the measurement. Finally she managed to make a note of the number and then she lowered the tape to Veronica's waist.

Veronica was watching Luna's face. That pale visage was usually so serene but right now it was rapt and mesmerized with attraction. Staring at her breasts. Her midriff.

Finally Luna lowered the tape to Veronica's hips and took the measurement there, bobbing down to read the tape properly. Her eyes flickered at Veronica's shaved pussy and her throat moved as if she swallowed and then she released the tape and stood up again. Veronica grinned at her.

"So what are they?" she asked.

Luna chuckled once and blushed even more. "Thirty-six, twenty-four, thirty-six," she said. "Same as me."

Veronica took the tape measure out of her hand, making sure their fingers brushed, and then set it aside. "I guess maybe we're a perfect match, huh?"

Luna was backing up against the bench. A bolt of cloth tipped over and thumped on the carpet. Neither girl glanced. Veronica was boxing the other girl in and sparks seemed to be crackling between them, arcing from nipple to nipple, rippling all over their naked bodies.

Veronica lifted a hand and cupped Luna's cheek.

"I really like you, Luna," she said in a whisper.

Luna blinked at her dreamily. "I really like you too."

Veronica leaned closer to Luna's mouth.

"Wanna be girlfriends?" she asked her breathily. "Like, real girlfriends?"

"Okay," Luna responded, passively, submissively.

Veronica smiled at the tone in her voice and kissed her. Hand woven in that long blonde hair. Lost in those thick pale locks. Luna moaned and opened her mouth and Veronica eagerly snaked her tongue inside. Heat and sweetness. A taste of cherry lipgloss. Luna's mouth was delicious. Veronica moaned and kissed her deeper, arching forward, mashing their breasts together. Their bodies so similar and yet so different. Exactly the same measurements but where Veronica was firm and aggressive Luna was soft and yielding. Veronica's fingers dimpled into Luna's soft creamy skin and Luna's hands stroked with desire at Veronica's back. Both girls moaned, breathlessly into the kiss, breasts mashed together in a smouldering heat of passion, and soon they were on the floor.

Where they proceeded to lick each other out in ways they had never done before. This time it wasn't just for class or just for fun. This time it was because they liked each other.

Luna went first, flat on her back with her creamy legs spread, and Veronica lapped at her silky pussy with a hunger she had never felt for any other pussy. Nothing was as delicious as this. She licked at the netherlips and nibbled at them and she stuck her tongue inside, as deep as it would go, and she licked at Luna's clitoris as well, over and over, suckling at it and licking it until Luna arched up in orgasm. Veronica then crawled to Luna's face and watched her as she lay there panting, so beautiful, so blonde, all glazed over and satisfied. Never before had Veronica beheld anything more beautiful than Luna's face in that moment.

Luna's eyes eventually fluttered open and she smiled and rolled Veronica onto her back and shuffled down between Veronica's thighs. The pussy there was completely shaved and Luna giggled and started licking at it playfully, softly at first and then harder and harder as the wetness began to build. Veronica was stretched out on her back, legs open, her spine already arched, and she was almost more aroused by the sight of that gorgeous blonde head down there than by the tongue itself. Luna continued to lick and lick, focusing on that swollen clitoris, and Veronica groaned and heaved and orgasmed the most special orgasm of her life. An orgasm given to her by a girl she truly liked.

Afterwards they ended up in each other's arms again, giggling and chatting, there on the carpet of the Magical Home Economics lab. They petted each other and smiled and talked about how much they liked each other and soon their mouths were once again connected in a kiss.

They never did get any sewing done that night but that was okay. They had plenty of time.

The next day was the warmest day in a long time and the butch girls at work on the stage had removed their robes and set about their tasks bare chested. It made Hermione's job a little more difficult—for some reason it was much harder to yell at girls who were topless—but it did make it much more interesting to watch. All of them wore pants aside from Draco who busied about in nothing but delicate black lace panties as she fetched tools or carried pots of paint with all the other butch girls spanking her or pinching her butt.

That sandy haired dyke named Sam seemed to take particular pride in her bare chest and she smirked at Hermione with a couple nails clamped in her lips as she hammered at a beam, sweat on her forehead, sweat glinting on her flat tits. Hermione returned the smirk for a moment but then she turned away and looked across the courtyard.

Over there, on a bench, was Veronica and Luna. Rumors had already spread that they were now a couple and they certainly seemed like it by how they were making out. Luna's robe was open, exposing those big buttery breasts, and Veronica was all but mauling her, gripping those mounds and squeezing them eagerly. The hand eventually even went into Luna's panties and mauled her there as well. Luna took it all passively and Hermione had to smile. Lily was standing beside her and Hermione nudged her girlfriend with an elbow and pointed over at Veronica and Luna.

"Told you they'd be perfect for each other," she said.

Lily giggled and she had to admit Hermione had been right about that one.

AN: Veronica/Luna. :)

Hope they seem like a good pair. I kind of hinted at it earlier. They don't have any big drama, but it was fun to write. Just a couple of girls that like each other. And like Hermione said, they do make a pretty logical pair, lol.

It was fun to write those butch girls too. I like the idea of them. I especially loved that final scene. Topless butch girls seems like such a turn on, lol. I might try to include that sandy haired Sam character a little more too. I kind of like her.

Okay, hope you liked it. New chapter soon. :)