Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter

Chapter XXXIII: What's Really Important

Luna entered the Malfoy estate with a heavy heart, for the last time she had been within it's historic walls she hadn't been sure if she would ever make it out. Fortunately, Narcissa was not present; nor was Lucius. It was all the better for her, whether they were pardoned or not.
Luna wished for her wand, and knew that she must soon schedule an appointment with Mr. Ollivander. Draco escorted Scorpius upstairs and returned promptly afterwards, perhaps her apprehension was present upon her face.
"Come with me, Luna- I assure you I will make it a quick trip." He sounded ashamed. "I know how hard it must be on you," his somber eyes met hers, and there was something in them that told her he truly felt her pain. "and, you know, the part I played last time…I was a different person…"

Luna spared him the explanation. "You were protecting your family, if you hadn't acted as you did, Voldemort would have killed you. I understand your situation, Draco." Luna said, as they reached a bookshelf packed with books related to magic.

He wouldn't say any more to her, and tapped his newly reacquired wand on the third shelf, which caused the shelves to slide to the sides. A series of torches illuminated a staircase which sloped downwards. Luna followed Draco closely, close enough to smell that he had not had the opportunity to bathe in Azkaban, he was definitely smelling ripe.

"How would you describe your treatment while in Azkaban, Draco?" Luna heard her voice echo around her, as they reached the basement.

He led her past vacant shelves which were covered in dust, he did not respond, but looked at layers of old papers lay stacked in a corner. Luna saw no copies of the Quibbler amongst them, she rather hoped that the Malfoys would have taken up a subscription; oh well. She thought.

Draco opened a bolted door that creaked, whether from age or disuse was uncertain. There were cobwebs at all of the corners of the room, Luna was surprised that there were no visible rats.

Beyond the cobwebs was a chest, a locked chest that captured Luna's attention like a Gernumbly. "There it is." She said, without a hint of inflection.

"Yes." He said, as he waved his wand in figure eight movements, which caused the lock to glow violet.

It opened with ease as opposed to the chamber door, and there the silver rested upon a red pillow. "The chain of Submission." Luna was awed, and she lifted it as carefully as a new mother would a child. It felt warm in her hands, and she was certain that it was the magic coursing through the Goblin crafted metal.

"Take it, Luna. It is the least I can do. I assume you know how it works." Draco swallowed.

Luna's eyes were wide and full of wonder. "Oh Draco, trust me- I know this chain, it will work wonderfully for me. I thank you."

"Oh yes, our debt is settled." Luna said, tucking the chain into her robes pocket and setting her back to the room.

"Don't be a stranger, Luna." Draco said, as he closed the empty chest.

--

Luna's homecoming was a celebration of the sort that she had not seen since her return from imprisonment at the Malfoy estate the last time. She was greeted by a radiantly smiling Harry, who; at the sight of her, dashed towards her. She jumped into his waiting arms and placed the most heartfelt kiss on her lips, a kiss where time disappeared and longing manifested itself.

"I am so glad you're all well, we were all so worried! I tried to find you, I searched everywhere you might have gone. I just couldn't find you, but believe me I tried to." Harry declared, her cheek pressed against his.

"You trained Ginny in Defense Against The Dark Arts, she knew how to cover her tracks." Luna said, and wondered how Harry would react to her statement.

He was silent, possibly longer than Luna realized. "I'm sorry I was such a good teacher." Harry smiled, "How did the rest of the trial go?" he inquired, holding onto her hands.

Luna expressed to him every aspect of the trial, he nodded and was silent.

"Do you think you were hard enough on Ginny?"

"My job was to get Draco out of prison," Luna said, drawing hair away from her eyes. "I did that. From this point the Ministry can decide if she has been punished enough upon completion of the program I suggested. Kingsley was a Member of the Order, Harry- he'll ensure her correction."

"You're too kind hearted," Harry didn't sound angry, still Luna decided she should prove him wrong.

"Wait till you see what I've got, then you may change your mind about me being soft hearted. Come on dollface, to the bedroom." Luna said, walking through the doors of the Potter Estate as quietly as she dared, not wanting to alert everyone of her arrival yet; it had been a very long time since she had been pleasured.

The bedroom was as silent as the grave as they entered it's walls, not even the lock made a sound as Luna sealed it shut. "Muffliato." she said, ensuring that nobody would dare interrupt them. "Now, then, Harry. Luna said, slipping the Chain of Submission out of her pocket, which clanked to the ground like an anchor dragging sea bottom. "To the bed, Harry." Luna said, shedding her robes like a snake does it's skin.
The chain grew warm in her hands and it became animated by the strength of Luna's desire. It slithered at her feet rhythmically, and Luna saw Harry eye it nervously.
"You know, you should never trust anything if you can't see where it keeps it's brain." Harry said, knowledgably.

"You can't see where I keep my brain, darling. Does that make you not trust me?" Luna asked, sounding affronted.

Harry stumbled as he slid out of his robes, his pale body looking so good to her- but she had to control that particular thought at the moment. "No, no , I don't mean that…it was more intended for diaries,…or chains…" he gulped. "of course I trust you."

"Then that is your biggest mistake tonight, Harry. Because this little toy right here, this chain," the chain rose like a serpent up to Luna's now outstretched arms where it rested temporarily. "is the ultimate toy in the sex world. Now, it is mine, and therefore, I will show you true suffering." Luna smiled, standing with her hands on her hips now, as the chain fell to the floor with a clank. "I command you, read my thoughts and by my will, make manifest my desires."

Harry looked petrified.

Luna let the chain follow her over to the bed, where it bound Harry by his very soul, the chain passing through his mid-section though causing him no harm. He shouted in surprise, Luna was quite pleased with her new toy's performance thus far. Now for the real fun.

"Bind him!" she shouted, and Harry's body went rigid, his cock sprung up at once, and his head was forced back, so that all he could see was the ceiling. Luna grinned. "What do you think so far, Harry? Not to say we've ever had problems making you hard as stone, but now we know that we never will." Luna brought her lips to his stationary cock and performed a quick lubricating blow job.
"Choke, him…seven seconds held, seven seconds released." Luna said, as she lowered herself onto Harry and moaned happily.

#

Harry had never experienced auto-erotic asphyxiation, and he had to admit it was strangely satisfying. The control Luna had over him was attractive, and chain or no, he was harder than he had ever been. It was a most unusual sensation, the chain however being through him was most troublesome. It felt close to a ghost passing through you, not quite there, but leaving a mark.

He felt the chains power release momentarily. "Oh, sweet air!" Harry scremed.

# # #

Luna looked down at him and giggled, her thrusts consistent. "Oh, Harry… I guess you're proving the oldest of sayings."

"Which…would be?" he gasped, air flow having been cut off again.

"Sex is like air, it's only important when you're not getting any." Luna said coyly.

He remained silent, no oxygen will do that to a man.

"But tonight of course, I'll be having plenty of both. You'll get a lot of sex, a vault full of sex…were it physical, but not so much air. At the end of this little experiment, we'll have a talk. You'll tell me which you'd rather go without if you had to choose. Sex, or air."

# # # #

Harry didn't know which he wanted more, to cum or to breathe for a full minute. Luna didn't give him much choice however. He really wanted to look at Luna, to see how much she was enjoying this, it was a major turn on for him, and tonight, it was just one more thing deprived him.

Luna started making noises of a most pleasurable melody, if nothing else, Harry would get off from those alone.

# # # # #

Luna called out Harry's name, as her hands reached down and tugged on his nipple rings, her trophies.

"I'm fucking you, Harry. Do you fancy it?" Luna questioned, as she felt herself go, a pleasant warmth spreading over her."

"Luna…I need to breathe…a lot…" Harry managed, before his voice broke again.

"Oh, Harry- you're a broken record. Your needs…honestly." Luna cried out sarcastically."Release him!" Luna declared, and Harry's body shook as the chain slunk off like a scolded animal.

"Luna! I am so happy!" Harry shouted, his hands found their way to her hips.
"That's nice love." Luna said, she placed a kiss on his lips. She hoped she looked very cute right now, it was very important to. "Well...good night!" Luna said, as she got off of him, having decided that she should let him suffer from blue balls for a while. She had decided that she would wake him once he had fallen to sleep, she knew she would have no trouble arousing him.

No matter how desperately Harry pleaded, moaned or threatened her (playfully now), she wouldn't stir. Oh she liked her new toy. She liked it a great deal.

AN: Hope you enjoyed this chapter, reviews are loved- it's good to hear from some of the more senior readers again. Dream is ...I'm not sure where, so if you see anything funny- let me know please.

I enjoy Acid Pops.

Love, TowerMage