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Harry really, really didn't want to go to this party.
Not only was it called the Slug Club, Harry knew that he was only invited because of his fame and the ability to make potions with the help of that book. He supposed that getting introduced to some of the people that Professor Slughorn invited would be nice, but it sounded much better to not go to the thing at all.
However, Harry was determined not to be a surly arse since he did have to go. He wanted to give Luna a nice night to remember, unlike Parvati at the Yule Ball, especially since he saw the blonde comforting Hermione while she was crying about Ron.
Harry fiddled with his tie as he waited for Luna to arrive. He wasn't in a rush, though. Any reason to be late to the party was just fine with him.
Unfortunately for Harry's hope, Luna arrived right at that moment.
The quirky blonde walked toward him with a serene smile, looking surprisingly pretty in her shimmering silver dress. Harry realized that Luna's eccentric beliefs had distracted him from recognizing that she was actually a beautiful girl. However, that only brought up a feeling of protection within Harry since he remembered Luna was regularly bullied in her house. The blonde being pretty might not be a good thing.
"Hello, Harry."
"Er, hi," Harry said while nervously scratching his cheek, "You look good, Luna."
"Thank you," Luna said with a beaming smile before twirling in a circle, making her dress shimmer, "I wore my best dress! I know this is quite important for you."
Harry wasn't sure where Luna got that idea from, but she looked so happy that he didn't want to correct her.
"... I appreciate it. Are you ready to go?"
"Yes," Luna nodded but didn't budge when Harry moved to open the door to the party.
"Luna?"
"Harry," Luna said seriously, "This is not how you enter with a date. You have to hold onto me. Like this."
Before Harry could say anything, Luna wrapped his arm around her waist and placed his hand directly on her arse.
"Luna!" Harry's eyes grew wide as he tried to pull away his hand. Luna had made his fingers curve into her surprisingly supple arse so Harry was getting a good feel of what the blonde had to offer. Harry didn't want to take advantage of a clearly naive Luna like this.
"Do you not like it? I heard that boys like to feel a girl's bottom. You can let go if it's bad."
Harry's protests died in his throat, and his already-weak effort to make Luna free his hand stopped. If he was being honest, there was nothing bad about what he felt under his palm, but seeing Luna look up at him guilelessly made him feel like a rotten person.
Harry cleared his throat and said, "Well, Luna, we can't walk in like this. It's a bad look, you see. I'm not saying your, er, bottom is bad. Quite good, really."
Luna thought it over and nodded, "Oh. So you want to do this after we enter. Okay, Harry."
Harry let go of Luna's arse when she released the grip on his hand, though Harry did it rather slowly. He still was a boy with a handful of an attractive girl's arse.
When they walked into the party, Harry realized what Luna had said. He snapped his head to Luna but couldn't say anything since everyone's attention was on them.
"Harry, my boy! Welcome! Welcome! And who's the young lady you brought with you?"
"Hello, Professor," Harry said after his hand was practically squeezed to death, "This is my date, Luna Lovegood."
"Hello, Professor," Luna said while looking distracted, "How did you manage to keep this room nargle-free?"
Professor Slughorn, known for his easy charm, was thrown off. "Nargles? I'm afraid that I've never heard of them."
"Professor," Harry interjected, "Luna and I are going to walk around. Meet some of the people here."
"Ah, yes! I have someone I wanted you to meet, but he hasn't arrived yet," Professor Slughorn frowned slightly, "No matter. I shall give you a call when he does."
Harry sighed in relief, glad he had stopped Luna before she confused another poor soul... Also, he was scared Luna might try something ridiculous in front of the Professor. After she put Harry's hand on her arse, he wasn't going to take any chances with predicting what Luna was going to do next.
As they walked toward an irritated-looking Hermione, Harry hissed, "Behave, Luna. You can't just put my hand there with no warning!"
"I see," Luna gained an understanding look on her face, "I apologize, Harry Potter."
Harry immediately felt terrible. "I... It's okay. I was just surprised."
Luna had always been an odd duck, so Harry assumed that she had equally strange ideas of what was acceptable while on a date. Though, he clearly remembered saying that they would be going as friends.
Harry was relieved when Luna didn't try anything as they talked to the others at the party, and as much as he didn't want to admit it, he was equally disappointed that she didn't try anything. Harry was still a guy that liked the opposite sex and had recently discovered that Luna had a tight bum that felt fantastic under his palm.
"I would like to get something to drink."
Harry was in the middle of listening to Worple with increasing horror. Apparently, this man was an author and wanted to write Harry's biography. He took Luna's statement and gladly used it to get away.
"I'll come with you," Harry said a little too happily, "I'm sorry, Mr. Worple. Maybe next time?"
Harry almost dragged Luna with him as he headed to the food that was laid out on the table. "Thanks for that, Luna."
"For what?" Luna seemed honestly confused.
Harry grinned at the clueless look on Luna's face. He had no doubt what she said was true. The whole time Harry was bombarded with Wrople's requests, Luna's eyes were locked onto the drinks.
"Still, thank you."
"You're welcome, I suppose," Luna said after a bit of intense staring, "Is it the right time now, Harry?"
Harry blinked and asked, "Time for what?"
"You said you want to feel my bum later," Luna ignored Harry choking on air, "It's later."
Harry's eyes darted around, hoping that nobody heard what Luna said. When he saw that there weren't any strange looks, he hissed, "Luna! Stop asking me that!"
"Oh," Luna tilted her head, "I see. I apologize for asking, Harry."
Harry was careful to keep an eye on Luna after that. He was both terrified and hopeful she would try something while talking to the others that Professor Slughorn insisted on introducing. Fortunately, the strangest thing that Luna did was talk about something called a blibbering humdinger.
"This was a mistake," Hermione mumbled while avoiding McLaggen's presence, "Anyone would have been better. Why did I bring him?"
"Because you wanted to make Ron jealous?" Harry commented unhelpfully.
Food had been served and the Professor had arranged for a large table to be set up. Harry didn't recognize much that was on the table, but they did smell appetizing.
"Harry," Hermione glared at him, "Shut up."
Harry shifted slightly in his chair to move away from Hermione. She had already been furious at him this year, and Harry didn't intend to take on the heat that Ron deserved like some sort of saint.
"Ron is infected by Nargles," Luna commented sagely, "You should stay away until they are gone, Hermione."
Hermione gave Luna an unsure smile, recognizing that the blonde was taking her side. That didn't mean she liked Luna using imaginary creatures to do so. "… Thank you, Luna. I'm sure you're right."
Harry gave Luna a pat on her thigh, appreciative that she once again stepped in to try and comfort Hermione. He turned his attention to the spread on the table and tried to decide what to eat. Harry could choose to go with what he knew or be adventurous by picking the dishes he couldn't recognize.
Before he could decide, Harry choked on nothing for what seemed to be far too often tonight.
"Harry?" Hermione asked with concern.
Harry wordlessly waved her off with a pinking face, trying not to change his expression. When Hermione returned to staring at the plate of food as the most exciting thing in the world to ignore McLaggen, Harry shot a sharp look at Luna. The blonde dared to pretend like nothing was happening while she ran her fingers over his groin.
Harry abandoned his effort to choose his dinner and grabbed Luna's wandering hand. He leaned closer to the blonde and hissed, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Is there something wrong?" Luna said after an innocent blink.
"Somebody can catch us!" Harry's eyes darted, again making sure what Luna did was hidden.
"I see," Luna said as if she understood, "I didn't know that was bad, Harry."
Harry shivered when Luna's slender fingers left his cock alone.
"I hope you will punish me after we are alone. I heard that is what boys do to their dates when they are bad."
"As long as you don't do something like that again," Harry said quickly, planning to conveniently forget this 'punishment.' This night was far too strange for Harry at this point, especially with him suddenly being attracted to the dreamy-eyed blonde. It was best if everything was over without any other surprises.
"Understood, Harry," Luna gave Harry her reply, looking far too serious while at it.
Thankfully for Harry's sanity, Luna kept her promise. There weren't any more curious questions on if Harry wanted to feel up her arse, and there certainly weren't any more gropes on Harry's cock. It was all very proper… extremely proper. Harry wasn't disappointed at all.
Before he knew it, the Slug Club was slowly filtering out, and Harry took that as time for him to leave too. They were walking through the halls in silence toward the Ravenclaw tower. Harry intended to drop Luna off before heading to his dorm, but the blonde had other plans.
"What's my punishment, Harry?" Luna looked up at Harry with her silvery eyes.
"Er," Harry fumbled with his words a bit, forgetting about that entirely, "How about we forget about it?"
"No," Luna frowned, "That's not what you promised."
"Luna, it wasn't a big deal. Really, we can forget all about it and pretend nothing happened."
Luna stared at Harry in silence. She grabbed his hand before pulling him away from her tower's entrance and into a spare classroom. She was quick with her cleaning charms to clear the space she intended to use of the dust and cobwebs.
"Like I said, Harry. That won't do." Luna let go of Harry's hand and walked to the recently cleaned table. Harry watched with wide eyes as Luna bent over the aforementioned table, drawing his attention to her arse.
Luna's dress didn't do much to show off her slender figure. Still, with what Harry had felt under his palm a few hours ago, the arse underneath was something worth drooling over.
"Spank me."
Harry blinked and stared at Luna with a dumbfounded look. "Sorry?"
Luna looked over her shoulder, suddenly making Harry think of how lovely her eyes were, and said, "Bad dates get spanked, Harry. You should know that. Now spank me."
By this point, Harry's need to be chivalrous was fighting against his desire to take what the very pretty girl was offering. Luna had been tempting him the whole night. Relentlessly pushing the limits into public indecency. Harry wasn't sure if Luna planned the whole thing out, but she would get her wish.
Harry's fingers twitched as he hesitated on what to do.
Luna must have seen that he was on the fence and gave him the push that was needed. When she stood back up, Harry thought Luna had changed her mind, but the sparkling silver dress dropped to the floor to his hidden delight.
Harry gaped at the sudden reveal of Luna's body. She had chosen to go braless underneath the dress, explaining the bare shoulders. The only thing the blonde had on was a dark-blue lace knicker that seemed impossibly small on her. Harry wasn't sure if he was supposed to stare at her perky tits or the nearly see-through panties.
Luna answered that question for him. She turned back around and bent over the table again, the knickers doing nothing to hide the firm arse from displaying itself proudly. Harry had a phantom feeling of one of those cheeks in his palm.
Thwack!
Harry's mouth dropped when Luna spanked herself, leaving a red handprint on her pale skin. When he got lost replaying the jiggle caused by the spank, Luna interrupted his extremely vital thoughts.
"I showed you what to do, Harry. Don't keep me waiting."
Being that it was Luna, it was said in a matter-of-fact tone. Not a hint of sultriness in that sentence, but Harry felt himself reacting to it all the same.
"Er, right," Harry moved closer to Luna, "I'm doing this because you asked. Not any other reason."
That was a self-justification and wasn't meant to get a reply, but Luna did so anyway.
"I believe you are also doing this because you like what you see."
Harry saw Luna staring at the tent that had formed in his trousers. It was at this point that he would try and hide the erection in embarrassment, but given that Luna was literally bent over with her firm arse calling for him, Harry displayed his cock proudly.
Luna frowned when Harry tapped her arse in a frankly pathetic version of a spank.
"Like this, Harry." Luna helpfully spanked her own arse again.
Thwack!
"Er, right," Harry stared at Luna's wobbling cheeks until they stopped to return to the perfect peach-shaped arse begging for attention. He raised his hand and brought it down on Luna's cheeks firmly.
CRACK
Luna flinched and moaned loudly, feeling the sting of a larger hand put down a punishing smack on her arse. She clenched her fingers on the edges of the table she was lying on and wiggled her hips.
CRACK
Harry's cock threatened to rip through his trousers as he made Luna's arse bounce under his palm. Her pale arse was almost entirely red by the time Harry was done. Luna was still looking at him over her shoulder, and her face was nearly as red as her arse.
"I must have been an awful date," Luna said with a wince, "I'll do better next time. Now then, a date is also supposed to end with sex, not just punishment."
Harry yelped when the smaller blonde pushed off the table and leaped on him, bringing him down to the floor. It was a miracle Harry hadn't knocked his head off the floor, but then again, it was equally a miracle that he had Luna straddling him while rubbing his shaft with her covered pussy. Harry could see her panties darkening from the wetness of her cunt.
"Luna," Harry gasped, "Who told you this was how a date was supposed to go?"
Luna had her fingers splayed on Harry's chest, bringing her tits together and making them seem larger. He really wanted to pull her down and suck on those pink nipples.
"Everyone knows how dates are supposed to go, Harry. That's a silly question to ask."
Harry made the decision to let Luna keep thinking that. Besides, she might seem like a ditzy blonde that was clueless, but Luna was in Ravenclaw for a reason. All of this was probably a way to make what was supposed to be a friendly date into something that was very much not that.
Luna unzipped his trousers and reached into the fly to pull out his hard cock. She lightly ran her fingers up and down his shaft before rubbing her thumb on the leaking tip.
"You have a very pretty cock, Harry."
Harry choked on air at the blunt compliment. With a strained voice, he said, "Thanks. I'm glad you think so."
"You're welcome," Luna said, seemingly oblivious to Harry's reaction to her playing with his cock.
In what was now an expected move, Luna lifted her hips and pulled her panties to the side, revealing a shaved pussy with a small strip of trimmed hair above. Harry's cock twitched in Luna's grip when she rubbed the tip on her wet lips.
Harry grunted when his cock was suddenly surrounded by a warm, wet sheathe that felt like it was trying to suck him in.
"Luna!" Harry's eyes widened when Luna lowered her hips to take his cock inside her without warning. Luna bit her lips to keep the cry of pain from escaping. Taking her first cock would hurt no matter what, and Harry's cock was larger than any regular cock so it was worse.
That didn't stop the blonde from taking more of Harry's cock inside her. Under Harry's stunned eyes, Luna's hips descended toward the base of his shaft, taking more and more of his cock into her depths. Harry saw the last bit disappear past Luna's stretched cunt as a shuddering moan escaped her lips.
She didn't move for a minute, taking time to get used to the large cock that was now splitting apart the previously untouched pussy. It was maddening to Harry. He loved the feeling of being inside Luna, but he also desperately wanted to move. Harry fought that urge to give Luna the time she needed to feel comfortable.
He didn't need to wait long. Luna raised her hips slightly before quickly slamming back down, the clap of her arse colliding into his upper thighs echoed in the empty room. Harry grunted when Luna started to bounce on his cock and couldn't resist the lure of her perky tits. He used his idle hands to cup her jiggling breasts before lightly pinching her nipples.
"Oh, be careful, Harry," Luna's voice was surprisingly steady while she was riding Harry's cock, "I heard that boys finish faster when they play with breasts. I haven't orgasmed yet."
Harry froze with his fingers sunken into Luna's soft tits. He supposed what she said was true, especially since it felt like Luna's pussy was trying to milk his cum out every time she bounced herself on his cock.
Luna planted her arse on Harry's thighs with a loud clap as she let out a weak moan. Her eyes fluttered as she squirmed on Harry's cock while her pussy suddenly felt like it was much tighter than usual. Harry pulled at her nipples, making Luna's arms lose their strength as she let out a whimpering moan. He reluctantly removed his hands from Luna's tits and supported her by holding onto her hips so she wouldn't fall onto his chest.
Harry was mesmerized by Luna. He supposed a lot of things about the blonde had to be reconsidered. Her quirky behavior and eccentric way of dressing had hidden her beauty. The latter wasn't an issue since Luna was naked, and the former now added a hint of uniqueness to the blonde. Harry couldn't stop looking at her. Luna's usually pale skin had a soft red flush that spread across her body from the orgasm she just had, and there was a sheen of sweat from the effort she put into riding his cock. Harry had never seen a girl more attractive.
Luna opened her silvery eyes before focusing on Harry's stunned expression. With a soft smile, Luna said, "That was nice. But it would be better if you did more, Harry. I did all the work while you lay there."
The smile forming on Harry's face froze. Every time Luna spoke, it was like she was poking needles into him by saying Harry needed to do better. Then again, he supposed that it wasn't wrong.
Luna gasped when Harry thrust into her cunt by lifting his hips. He said, "You're right. But couldn't you be a little nicer?"
"I wasn't nice?" While moving her hips in small circles, Luna said, "But I told you that you didn't do enough. I think it will be nice when you fuck me properly."
Harry shut himself up. There would be no winning with Luna when she obliviously pointed out his shortcomings. The best way to prove her wrong was to do it physically.
Harry lifted a still-weak Luna by her arse with a grunt and carried her to the table he spanked her on. He had half a mind to simply fuck her like this, right in the middle of the room, with only his grip on her peach-shaped arse holding her up, but since Luna questioned his effort, the table would be better to fuck on.
Harry reluctantly pulled Luna off his cock and turned her over before putting her face down on the table with her legs hanging off. Luna's arse was still a pretty red from how she fucked herself onto his cock and bounced her cheeks off his thighs. Harry would make sure to keep it that way.
He ripped off the lace panties that sometimes rubbed annoyingly on his shaft when fucking Luna's cunt and made a quick thrust into her wet pussy. Luna arched her back and moaned at the sudden spreading of her tight hole before pushing her arse back into Harry's thrusts.
The clapping sound of Harry's hips meeting Luna's jiggling arse filled the empty room. It only increased as Harry fucked into Luna's cunt faster and faster as he tried to bring her to another orgasm while chasing his own. To Harry's surprise, it came much faster for the blonde than he expected.
"Harry!" Luna squealed loudly as she tried to reach back to push him away. Harry grabbed her arms and held them away while relentlessly fucking into her cunt, fighting past the spasming pussy trying to choke his cock into blowing a load.
There was a broad grin on Harry's face since Luna finally sounded like she was affected by what Harry was doing. He never stopped pounding his cock into her cunt, even when Luna dropped her head onto the table with weakening moans.
"Fucking hell! Luna, I'm about to cum!"
Harry's groin slammed into Luna's red arse a few more times before a last titanic thrust buried his cock deep inside her pussy. Luna didn't say anything to Harry, but she did push her arse into his hips as silent permission.
Harry let go of Luna's arms and cupped her tits before bringing her to his chest. He turned her face and kissed her for what Harry realized was for the first time. With his tongue exploring Luna's mouth and his hands groping her perky tits, Harry let out a muffled grunt and hosed her tight cunt with his seed.
Harry pulled his hips back slightly before slamming into Luna's pussy to let out another blast of cum into her depths. He did this several times until his balls were empty and Luna's cunt was filled with his seed.
When Harry pulled out of Luna and freed her lips from his kiss, the blonde smiled and rubbed her stomach dreamily.
"I didn't know we were dating, Harry."
"Er," Harry's mind stuttered to a halt, "We are?"
Luna turned around in Harry's arms and let him feel her soft curves against his body. "Of course we are. Boys only cum inside their girlfriends. Everyone knows that."
Harry narrowed his eyes at the innocent-looking blonde. This was conveniently escalating to new levels that Luna introduced whenever she wanted. When Harry remembered the smaller blonde bounce on his cock and her arse being pounded red while he fucked her from behind, Harry figured it was best to go along with this new label.
"How could I forget? I suppose you're my girlfriend, then."
"Very good, Harry! I have my first boyfriend!"
Harry pulled Luna closer and smiled into her hair at the excitement in her voice.