Fifth-Year Slytherin Boy's Dorm, Hogwarts, 9/5/1995, 06:38

Harry groaned awake as he felt a pleasant warm weight wrapped around him. Harry lay there for a few minutes before his full bladder necessitated that he get up. It was a little more difficult to get out of bed this morning as Luna was wrapped tightly around him.

After finally succeeding in freeing himself, Harry grabbed a fresh uniform and made his way to his bathroom. After taking care of his morning routine, Harry stepped back into his room in time to see Luna climbing out of his bed, looking half-asleep. She passed by him as she made her way to the bathroom to take care of her own morning routine.

"Dilbert," Harry called into the room after he had laced up his freshly-shined black shoes.

'Pop'

"Yes, young master?" Dilbert asked eagerly.

"Please fetch Miss Lovegood's school uniform and her books," Harry said politely.

Dilbert disappeared and reappeared with the items Harry requested so fast he only made one audible 'pop'.

"That will be all, Dilbert," Harry said, quite impressed with the speed and efficiency the Potter family elf had demonstrated.

'Pop'

Harry gathered up his own supplies for the day and put them in his bag as Luna stepped out of the bathroom.

"You got my clothes," Luna said happily as she began to get dressed unconcerned by Harry's presence as she began to pull on a pair of cotton knickers.

Before Harry could explain for the thousandth time why she should get dressed in the bathroom, Harry heard a sharp knock on the door.

Sighing Harry stepped around Luna who was in the process of pulling on her skirt and opened the door a crack to find an anxious Daphne on the other side.

As soon as he saw who was there, Harry opened the door enough to let her step inside

"Classes are cancelled this morning, Nott was attacked last night," Daphne said in a rush.

"Really?" Harry asked with interest.

"Yes but it gets worse, last night Nott was seen entering the common room with that Lovegood girl..." Daphne said, trailing off when she saw Luna seated on his bed pulling on her knee-high socks.

"Harry, what did you do?" Daphne asked calmly as the pieces started to fall into place.

"I may have caught Nott about to take liberties with a fourth-year and I may have given him a dose of his own potion," Harry smirked.

"What did you do?" Daphne asked again, looking extremely curious.

"I won't admit to anything but I believe Nott was given polyjuice potion to look like a girl while Greg and Vincent had some quality time with him," Harry answered.

"You don't mean...

"Yes, I mean exactly that," Harry nodded, an evil grin playing on his lips.

"That is wonderful," Daphne said, sounding very impressed.

"Yes, well I caught the three of them up to their old tricks on my walkabout last night," Harry shrugged.

"You also picked up your pet, I see," Daphne muttered when she saw Luna standing in front of the mirror adjusting the cups on her bra, completely oblivious to their conversation.

"They locked her out of the common room," Harry defended.

"You're too soft," Daphne snorted.

"He was actually quite hard, his snorkack kept poking me in the bum last night," Luna cut in after doing up her Ravenclaw tie.

"Lovely," Daphne sighed, shooting Harry a disgusted look.

"So what happened to Nott?" Harry asked, deciding it best to change the subject.

"Crabbe and Goyle were arrested and Nott has been taken to St Mungo's," Daphne explained.

"They were arrested?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Yes, from what I gather they were arrested for sexual assault on the heir of an Ancient house," Daphne said, looking completely disgusted.

"Well that isn't what I was going for but it works," Harry chuckled.

"McGonagall found them taking turns on who appeared to be a badly beaten Ginny Weasley only for her to change back to a badly beaten and sobbing Theodore Nott," Daphne continued, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

"Very interesting," Harry agreed, looking completely unconcerned.

"Serves those three right after what they tried to do to Astoria," Daphne grinned.

"My thoughts exactly, now are you ready to go to breakfast?" Harry asked feeling quite pleased with himself.

"Yes, it would be nice not to have to rush," Daphne nodded as she led the way up the stairs, to the empty common room.

Gryffindor Common Room, 9/5/1995, 08:23

Draco stepped out of the portrait hole, Ron at his side as they made their way to breakfast.

"So Potter was walking with Ginny?" Draco asked incredulously.

"Yeah and when I asked her about it but she wouldn't say a word," Ron confirmed.

"You don't think they're-

"No, Potter has always called us blood traitors, I doubt anything romantic is going on between them," Ron said firmly.

"But you said they were holding hands," Draco pointed out

"Yeah but he claimed to be escorting her to the common room," Ron said uncomfortably.

"There are rumours going around about Potter and Lovegood having something going on," Draco said making Ron blush.

"I don't believe that for a minute," Ron snorted as they stepped off of the main staircase.

"I don't either but he's nicer to her than anyone not in Slytherin," Draco pointed out as Potter and Greengrass came up from the passage leading to the dungeons with Luna Lovegood following behind them.

"Ah Malfoy, heard you got in a spot of bother with the defence professor," Potter beamed when he caught sight of him and Ron while Lovegood skipped into the great hall to avoid the looming confrontation.

"What's it any business of yours?" Draco demanded hotly.

"I was just wondering if you were really stupid enough to proclaim the dark lord has returned in front of a woman the ministry sent specifically to silence such claims?" Harry chuckled in amusement at Draco's angry expression.

"Judging by his expression, he really was that stupid," Daphne tittered.

"Shut up you Slytherin whore!" Ron exclaimed angrily.

It happened so quickly Draco barely saw it as Potter's wand was in his hand and a spell slammed into Ron's nose breaking it with a sickening crunch, Taking Ron to the ground in the blink of an eye.

"You may be from some disgusting hovel with no manners but you will not slander a lady of an ancient house in my presence," Potter seethed as he stood over Ron's downed form while the boy in question held his face, blood seeping between his fingers.

"That was not necessary, Harry," Daphne sighed as she looked down at Ron in disgust.

"What is going on here?" A familiar voice drawled, making Draco sigh internally.

"Weasley impugned my honour and Harry... took offence," Daphne explained in a neutral tone.

"Is this true, Potter?" Snape asked, looking at Harry questioningly.

"Yes sir, he called her a whore," Harry answered at once.

"Detention, with me for the rest of the week, Weasley," Snape drawled as he looked at the downed boy with a vindictive smile.

"Powter curseb me," Ron exclaimed his voice coming out distorted through his broken nose.

"Twenty points from Gryffindor for talking back Weasley, now get to the hospital wing before you get blood on my floor," Snape instructed in a disinterested tone.

Draco helped Ron to his feet still a bit surprised at the viciousness of Potter's attack.

"Come on, Ron," Draco said quietly as he guided his best mate back up the main staircase.


"That was a Gryffindor display if I ever saw one," Daphne chastised as soon as they were seated at the Slytherin table.

"Yes but it was unbelievably satisfying," Harry shrugged.

"I'll give you that, I see you've been practicing nonverbal," Daphne said.

"One of the few perks about having so many houseguests is that a few of them are uncommonly gifted ar duelling."

"Andromeda has been teaching you then?" Daphne asked.

"Her and that deranged daughter of hers," Harry snorted.

Andromeda Tonks was one of the few high-ranking death eaters that had avoided Azkaban. It was even more ironic since she had abandoned the Black family to marry a mudblood and had a child with the man.

About a year into their marriage Ted Tonks was accidentally killed by aurors responding to a death eater attack on Diagon Alley. Afterwards, Andromeda joined the dark lord to seek her vengeance on the ministry for the death of Ted.

Personally, Harry thought her reasoning made no sense whatsoever. It was just as much the fault of the death eaters that were attacking the alley as it was the aurors but he knew better than to say that within earshot of Andromeda.

"Well you're fast, I could barely see you draw your wand," Daphne admitted.

"Yeah, so how did things go with Parkinson?" Harry asked.

"She's convinced you will succumb to her feminine wiles "

"Maybe for a night or two," Harry said thoughtfully.

"And that right there is why I would never consent to any type of arrangement with you," Daphne scowled.

"You are such a prude," Harry sighed.

"I am acting as expected from someone of my station," Daphne sniffed before taking a sip of her tea.

"True. So what did you find out about our new defense professor?" Harry inquired as he watched Malfoy and Weasley enter the hall.

"She's Fudge's attack dog, she usually handles things when the minister wishes to keep his hands clean," Daphne answered.

"So she is here to take care of Dumbles and Malfoy?" Harry pressed.

"You should know this already, your father was the one who arranged for her to get the position here," Daphne sighed.

"I rarely speak to my father. I only saw him and mum a few times over the summer," Harry admitted and failed to keep the bitterness out of his voice.

"I suppose with your mother that is not a bad thing," Daphne snorted.

"Agreed," Harry shuddered.

Before Harry could respond, Dumbledore rose from his seat looking very grave.

"I am unhappy to reveal that there was a ghastly attack perpetrated within the halls of Hogwarts yesterday evening. However, the true architect of the attack was not discovered. If you have any information about this attack, I urge you to come forward."

"Classes have been cancelled for today as we try to get to the bottom of this, thank you," Dumbledore finished before he retook his seat.

"I'll bet Nott will think before messing with Astoria again," Harry muttered.

"So what are we going to do today?" Daphne asked after she swallowed a bit of her ham and cheese omelette.

"Get the others together of course" Harry chuckled.

"Of course, I'll let them know," Daphne sighed.

"Good, we've put the brakes on Nott and his goons but there will just be others to fill the void now," Harry sighed.

"I'll let Blaise know," Daphne assured him.

"As long as you don't let Parkinson know," Harry said, giving her a pointed look.

"She really wants you to take interest in her," Daphne smirked.

"She's not my type but feel free to invite the LeStrange twins and that bloke from Hufflepuff," Harry said.

"What about Longbottom?" Daphne asked.

"Absolutely not, he really hates me," Harry snorted.

"He hates your mother," Daphne corrected.

"If you want to invite him fine but don't be surprised if the meeting turns into a catastrophe," Harry warned.

"I will, what about the Weasley twins?" Daphne smirked.

"Hell no, they are liable to cause more problems than their worth, plus they're too close to Dumbles," Harry snorted

"True," Daphne agreed sounding just the slightest bit amused.

"The Protectors of Purity can't afford another meeting with those two morons pulling one of their pranks," Harry muttered.

"So you're going to use the name I chose?" Daphne asked in surprise.

"Yeah, it works pretty well," Harry shrugged.

"I'll make arrangements for tonight after dinner," Daphne said looking very pleased.

"Good now I believe I need to talk to someone," Harry said as he caught sight of a familiar Gryffindor fourth-year leaving the hall.

"I'll see you at lunch just try and stay out of trouble," Daphne said sounding unconcerned.

Harry followed the girl out of the hall, a bit surprised that she was going off on her own after the incident last night.

Harry waited until she got off on the fifth-floor landing before he closed the distance between them and began walking beside her down the deserted hallway.

"I would think after last night that you wouldn't be going off on your own," Harry said making Ginny jump in surprise.

"Potter, what do you want?"

"We had a deal and I thought that I would invite you to a meeting this evening," Harry said as he glanced over at the redhead

"A meeting," Ginny said warily as she came to a stop and turned to look at him.

"Yes a meeting and our membership is woefully underrepresented in the house of the brave," Harry chuckled as he stepped closer to her.

"What is the meeting for?" Ginny asked as she took a step back and bumped into the stone wall.

"To stop incidents like last night among other things," Harry said as he stepped closer to her so they were inches apart.

Ginny"s eyes widened as she looked up at him and she stammered, " w-was that your doing with N-Nott?"

Harry leaned his head forward and whispered in her ear, "maybe," before pulling back.

"W-where is this meeting at?" Ginny asked her voice having a slight waver to it.

"I'll escort you there after dinner," Harry said.

"Alright, but why are you inviting me?" Ginny asked seeming to relax a bit.

"There is something about you," Harry shrugged.

"This isn't some mini death eater meeting?" Ginny asked as her brown eyes locked onto his.

"No, I can promise you that this is not a recruitment meeting," Harry chuckled.

"I'll come," Ginny said after a moment of staring at him.

"Excellent so where are you going now?" Harry questioned.

"The common room," Ginny muttered.

"Well I shall leave you to it," Harry said as he backed away from her.

"So you're not going to offer to escort me there?" Ginny asked, sounding a bit disappointed for some reason.

"I suppose I could," Harry said looking at her curiously.

"As long as you don't try and kiss me again," Ginny muttered.

"Very well," Harry said as he took her hand and began leading her down the hallway.

"Can I ask you a question?" Ginny asked after a few minutes of walking in silence.

"You just did," Harry smirked as he squeezed her hand.

"Smart ass," Ginny snorted.

"What is your question?"

"Why did you kiss me?" Ginny asked as she turned to look at him.

"I needed one of your hairs," Harry shrugged.

"You could have just asked," Ginny huffed.

"My way was more fun," Harry smirked.

"If you say so," Ginny shrugged.

"I do, would you like to try it again?"

"The nargles are still following you, Harry," Luna's voice cut into their conversation.

"Lovegood," Harry grumbled as he heard her shoes clacking on the stone floor as she skipped closer to them.

"Are you going to have your way with Ginny?" Luna asked as she came to a stop in front of him.

"No," Harry sighed.

"Good because you still haven't had your way with me," Luna pouted.

"That's it, one more comment like that and I will find a way to punish you," Harry warned.

"Punish me?" Luna asked sounding intrigued.

"Punish you," Harry agreed.

"How would you punish her?" Ginny asked in alarm.

"Spanking?" Luna asked hopefully.

"Absolutely not," Harry snorted.

"Oh poo," Luna whined.

"Narglecide," Harry beamed.

"What is narglecide?" Ginny asked.

"He's going to murder the poor nargles," Luna exclaimed.

"You should be pleased, they've been stealing your knickers for years," Harry pointed out.

"I promise to behave just don't hurt the nargles," Luna said in a rush.

"I thought you would see it my way," Harry beamed.

"So I heard that the Protectors of Purity were meeting this evening," Luna said as she fell into step on Harry's other side.

"The Protectors of Purity?" Ginny asked in confusion.

"It's Harry's secret army," Luna chirped.

"Telling her that kind of ruins the secret part," Harry pointed out.

"You have a secret army?" Ginny asked incredulously.

"No, Lovegood is being dramatic," Harry snorted.

By now they had arrived in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady and the three of them came to a stop.

"Meet me where we met this morning and I will bring you to the meeting... Ginny," Harry said.

"O-okay," Ginny nodded as the portrait hole opened and Hermione stepped out her eyes widening when she saw the group standing in the hallway.

"I have to go," Ginny muttered before darting through the open portrait hole.

"Granger, we meet again," Harry smirked.

"Potter, what are you doing here?" Hermione demanded as she crossed her arms under her chest.

"Waiting for you, Granger," Harry smirked as Luna began to hum softly.

"What?" Hermione snapped.

"You know what I want," Harry purred as he made a show of looking her up and down.

"You disgusting pig!" Hermione hissed before turning on her heel and storming off.

"The lady doth protest too much, methinks," Luna giggled.

"She does get bent out of shape by a little harmless leering," Harry agreed as the two began making their way down the hallway.

Potter Manor, Wales, 9/5/1995, 14:28

"Again!" Voldemort commanded.

"Crucio!" Lily purred as she held the spell on Thaddeus Nott.

Nott's screams echoed around the Potter's ballroom that had recently been converted to the dark lord's throne room.

Lily watched in amusement as Nott began to spasm as his screams intensified in volume.

"Thaddeus, how is it that in a single evening, your disgrace of a son has drawn attention to us?" Voldemort questioned after raising his hand in signal for Lily to release the curse.

"I-I d-don't k-know my lord," Thaddeus stuttered from his place on the floor.

"Thaddeus I already know how incompetent you are," Voldemort sighed before nodding at his most faithful.

"Crucio!"

Lily felt her arousal spike as Nott screamed in agony from the sixth application of the torture curse. This part had always got her blood pumping the thought that she was the one causing them pain was practically erotic and had her rubbing her thighs together in anticipation.

"I believe he has had enough, my sweet," Voldemort commanded after a minute of Nott's gurgled screams.

"Of course my lord," Lily beamed.

"Thaddeus get out of my sight," Voldemort ordered to his prone servant.

Lily watched Nott practically crawl from the room, his legs were too weak to hold him upright.

"Theodore is staying at Mungo's, I could pay him a visit," Lily offered.

"I will deal with Nott Jr soon enough," Voldemort sighed as he glanced over at the other two occupants of the room.

"As you wish," Lily bowed.

"James, how big of an impact has this made at the ministry?" Voldemort demanded.

"The ministry has been investigating the attack but they have yet to find the attacker," James answered at once.

"We both know that this was Harry," Lily sighed.

"Why do you assume that?" Voldemort questioned.

"Harry is close to the Greengrass girl and Nott Jr attempted to take advantage of her younger sister last year," James explained.

"Ah yes speaking of the Greengrass family, have they agreed to assist us?" Voldemort asked.

"They have my lord," James answered.

"Then I shall let them be, I admit myself impressed at your son's ruthlessness," Voldemort chuckled.

"He takes after his mother," James beamed.

"We shall see about that," Lily sneered.

"Indeed, I will have to meet with the boy over the holidays," Voldemort mused.

"My lord?" James asked.

"Your son may make a fine servant, I can always use more eyes inside the castle" Voldemort shrugged.

"As you wish my lord," Lily answered at once, ignoring her husband's look of alarm.

"Excellent now leave me and send the younger Mister Diggory in to see me," Voldemort instructed, giving Lily a knowing look.

"At once my lord," Lily agreed before darting out of the room with James trailing behind her.

Voldemort was eager to meet the Potter heir, the way he had dealt with young Theodore Nott had very much impressed him. He made a note to ask Severus about the boy and get his assessment of the boy's potential.

In the meantime he would focus on the task at hand, finding a way to retrieve the prophecy.

Great Hall, Hogwarts, 9/5/1995, 17:39

"I'm telling you they're up to something!" Ron exclaimed.

"I believe you but I am more concerned about what my cousins are up to," Draco sighed as he watched his cousins whispering to each other at the Slytherin table.

"Why they aren't part of Potter's little group?" Ron asked in confusion.

"Trust me, I live with them they're just as bad as Potter," Draco sighed.

Draco's twin cousins Lyra and Lucy were born six months after Voldemort had fallen. His Aunt Bellatrix had always treated them much better than she had ever treated him. They always had the best of everything while his clothing came from a second-hand store.

Bellatrix Black had always looked down on anyone not of pureblood and had passed those ideals onto her daughters. Over the summer they had become even meaner than usual and were becoming just as vile as Potter and his cronies.

Worse was that Draco had always had to wait on the spoiled little brats like a servant. His aunt had pretty much demanded he serve them breakfast, clean their rooms and even braid their hair as well as any other demeaning tasks his twin cousins could think up.

The only bright side during the school year was that they were two years below him and in Slytherin so he only really had to put up with them over the holidays.

"I don't know about them but Hermione said she saw Ginny with Potter this morning," Ron scowled.

"Come on, let's get the rest of our homework knocked out," Draco said hoping not to let Ron get back on this topic.

"Alright but then we're playing some snap," Ron sighed, not sounding enthusiastic at the prospect of homework.

"Fine but last night put me behind, I'm just lucky the toad left or I would be in detention tonight too," Draco snorted as he stood up, idly noticing Ginny leaving the hall.

The walk through the castle was fairly uneventful, the school had been rather subdued today as word of the attack on Nott had spread like wildfire.

It wasn't until the fourth floor that something caught both of their attention Ginny was still walking in front of them but now she was walking beside Potter.

"So what is this meeting about?" Draco heard Ginny ask.

"You'll have to see for yourself," Potter chuckled.

Draco bumped Ron who had just noticed the couple and quickly made a gesture to be quiet.

"Fine, is Luna going to be there?" Ginny asked.

"Undoubtedly, she exists just to annoy me," Potter muttered as they got off on the seventh-floor landing.

Draco and Ron followed behind them until they stepped through a door across from a ridiculous tapestry.

Ron sped up when the door snapped shut and rushed forward. Draco thought the door seemed to be getting smaller the closer they got to it. Ron threw the door open and they were both taken aback when they found an empty broom cupboard but no Potter or Ginny.

"Where did they go?!" Ron hissed in surprise.

"No idea, it looks like they vanished," Draco muttered as he looked around the inside of the cupboard.

"But how?" Ron exclaimed in confusion.

"Come on, we need to tell Hermione about this," Draco said when they had both searched the cupboard for hidden doors.

"Fine but if he hurts my sister," I'll kill that bastard," Ron scowled as he followed Draco back towards the Gryffindor common room.

'So will I,' Draco thought darkly to himself as the approached the Fat Lady's portrait.

Room of Requirement, 9/5/1995

Harry and Ginny entered a comfy-looking common room furnished with half a dozen couches arranged in a semi-circle facing toward where Daphne Greengrass was standing in front of a large fireplace with a fire burning merrily, casting the room in an orange flickering light.

Harry was pleased to find all of the students he had asked Daphne to invite already sitting on the couches and talking amongst themselves.

"Potter, you brought a blood traitor," Lyra LeStrange exclaimed from the couch to the far right.

"She is my guest, Lyra," Harry said giving the third-year a pointed look that she easily ignored.

"So I see you're adding to your little harem," Blaise drawled looking at Ginny appraisingly.

"Still on about that," Harry snorted as he took a seat on an empty couch.

"You've already got Lovegood living in your dorm," Blaise said as the girl in question sat down on Harry's other side.

"I agree with Ly, you brought a blood traitor to our meeting," Lucy sneered as she focused her violet eyes on Harry.

"She is a pureblood just like the rest of us and was the target of Nott's attack last night," Harry pointed out.

"So that was your doing," Lyra asked, her grey eyes lighting up in excitement.

The LeStrange twins were both tall with curly black hair, olive skin and heavily lidded eyes. They were just starting to develop womanly curves and Harry was sure that in the next few years, they would be knockouts. That being said, they were spoiled little brats and had annoying vapid personalities that grated on his nerves.

Looking around the room, Harry did a mental role call. The Carrow twins were here which he hadn't expected, they were seated on another couch chatting quietly to themselves. The LeStrange twins were sitting with Astoria Greengrass who was part of their little clique. There was also Neville Longbottom, Ernie McMillan, Terry Boot, Luna Lovegood and of course, Daphne.

The Carrow twins were the oldest students here and kept shooting him curious looks. They were both short curvy redheads with piercing green eyes. Harry had a thing for Flora since last year but she had always shot him down.

"Now that Potter has finally deigned to bless us with his presence, we can begin," Daphne called to the room at large.

"Thank you, I would like to welcome our new members and-

"What is this all about?!" Neville Longbottom demanded.

"I was getting to that, Longbottom," Harry drawled.

"Well?"

"This group is composed of purebloods that protect our peers from attacks," Harry explained in a calm tone.

"You mean like Nott?" Neville snorted.

"No you moron, he means like what almost happened to Astoria last year," Blaise scoffed.

"Or Weasley last night," Harry added as he gestured to Ginny who was sitting rather close to him.

"Wait, so that really was you who set Nott up for Crabbe and Goyle?" Neville demanded.

"Doesn't matter if he did, I'm pretty sure Theodore saw the error of his ways," Daphne said, shooting Neville a warning look.

"Yes well Nott has been getting out of hand for the past few years but his group is not the only one who will try this kind of thing," Harry sighed.

"True, Montague and his goons are just as bad," Flora Carrow agreed.

"So this group is what... a protection service?" Ernie asked, sounding almost disappointed.

"No, we are an alliance of the four houses of Hogwarts," Daphne answered at once.

"What about the dark lord?" Hestia Carrow asked in an emotionless tone.

"So he is back?" Neville blurted out.

"Who invited this loudmouth Gryffindor?" Lucy LeStrange sighed.

"I did LeStrange and it is my group," Daphne said in a haughty tone.

"I thought Potter was in charge," Lyra exclaimed.

"Nope, Daphne came up with this group after the attempted attack on Astoria last spring," Harry corrected.

"Yes now back to the matter at hand, we have something very important to discuss," Daphne said sounding annoyed with all of the interruptions.

"Umbridge," Astoria piped in.

"Exactly, we will not learn a thing in her class this year," Daphne agreed.

"We never learn anything in that class," Terry Boot pointed out.

"We learnt a bit the year before last," Ernie said fairly.

"I swear that I am going to stun the next person that interrupts me," Daphne threatened.

"Sorry," Ernie said sheepishly.

"Now, Potter has been getting extra training over the summers so I thought he could teach us some basic defence," Daphne explained.

"I could but what do I get out of this?" Harry smirked.

"We can work that out later," Daphne shrugged.

"Very well," Harry nodded.

"Good now as I'm sure you have all noticed, professor Umbridge was sent here to discredit Dumbledore's claims that the dark lord is back."

"That s why she is so active in preventing the students from learning defence," Harry agreed.

"Exactly so that means this group will have to remain secret," Daphne said as she look around the room to convey the seriousness of her statement.

"Agreed so when are we going to meet?" Harry asked as he draped his arm over the back of the couch behind Ginny.

"Monday and Wednesday after dinner," Daphne said and got approving nods from the other students.

After that, the group broke up with the agreement to meet next Monday after dinner with the prospect of Daphne recruiting a few more members.

"That was not what I was expecting," Ginny muttered when the room had emptied to where it was just her and Harry still seated on the sofa.

"What were you expecting?" Harry asked as he turned in his seat to look at her.

"I don't know, I figured the group would plot on ways to torment muggle-borns or something," Ginny admitted.

"The only mudblood I torment is Granger and that is because she is so bloody annoying," Harry assured her.

"How can you use that word?" Ginny huffed.

"They are a scourge upon the wizarding world Weasley, their dirty blood is slowly diluting the purest of lines. If we allow them to, they will infest and mongrelize every pureblood family and slowly push muggle ideals on the wizarding world," Harry said in a lecture-like tone.

"So you actually believe in this shit?" Ginny asked sounding incredulous.

"It's fact, Weasley. Squibs are not a product of the purebloods community. Squibs are created when mudbloods have bred their way into a pureblood line. Their inferior magic eventually corrupts and destroys old family magics and that line starts producing squibs and wizards that can barely cast a levitation charm," Harry shrugged.

"I have to go," Ginny said, shooting Harry a disgusted look.

Harry watched her dart out of the room and shook his head in exasperation before he got up and made his way out of the room as well.

"Ginny looked to be in a bad mood," Luna said in her normal dreamy tone.

"Indeed, why are you not in your common room?" Harry asked.

"I left my hair clip in your dorm," Luna answered innocently.

"You don't wear a hairclip," Harry said flatly.

"I do, it's only visible to nargles," Luna said in a mysterious tone.

"You're making that up," Harry snorted.

"I am not," Luna protested... rather unconvincingly in Harry's opinion

"Fine, come along," Harry sighed as he began walking down the hall.

"Thank you, I knew you liked snuggling with me," Luna chirped.

"I will admit nothing of the sort," Harry said as they made it to the grand staircase

Twenty minutes later Harry crawled under his covers and sighed in contentment as Luna snuggled up against him.

"Harry?" Luna asked softly.

"Yes Luna?" Harry asked as he felt her hand settle on his lower stomach.

"How long are you going to make me wait before you defile me?" Luna asked.

"I hadn't planned on defiling you" Harry sighed, jumping slightly when she rubbed her cold foot against his calf.

"You will eventually," Luna mumbled sleepily.

"We'll see," Harry said in a skeptical tone as his hand absentmindedly rubbed her back.

"We will," Luna mumbled as her hand slid inside his pajamas and came to rest on his crotch.

"Luna," Harry gasped in surprise.

Her answer was to let out a loud fake snore as she snuggled closer to him.

Harry tried to shift her around but she was wrapped around him quite tightly. Sighing in frustration, Harry eventually gave up and closed his eyes, doing his best to ignore the feel of her fingers cupping his hardening cock.

'Daphne cannot find out about this,' Harry thought to himself as he drifted into an erotic dream aided by the blonde fondling him in her sleep.