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Day Seven
December 19th

The room stung with the after burn of magic, stilling the night air and crackling silently with the fire, settling goose bumps along the length of arms and back of necks. A lone bottle of Firewhiskey lay in front of the fireplace, it's light dancing in the reflections of the amber liquid, stones of colors echoed across the walls.

Clothes were strewn haphazardly across the ground, rumpled and scattered as shadows flickered over them, lighting the dark of night as the soft sound of gasping breaths warmed the air.

Her lips were parted, her teeth glinting in the shaded light as her hands dug into skin, her limbs shaking against the tremors that wrung out her body, cascading in waves across her bones as their hands stroked between her legs, their tongues dancing across her fire lit skin.

It was blonde tendrils and black waves that caressed her knuckles, her fingers curled into fists as her forearms bunched, her back arching with their joined movements, torturing her skin with teeth and tongues and feather light touches.

Soon her body tightened and she cried out, her voice ringing deliciously in their ears as she grasped their fingers, her eyes closed tightly against the shudders of the aftermath as her chest rose and fell with the strange rhythm of her breath.

The two smiled at each other as they slithered up her body, scattering kisses along her blushed skin as her body writhed beneath them, brushing their skin with hers in places that made them both gasp silently into the sides of her ribs.

Harry's lips brushed against the brunette's pulse, drawing slow circles over her collarbone as he laved at the indent there, trailing to flick his tongue along the hollow of her throat as Luna took her lips with her own, suckling softly at the already pink flesh between her teeth.

Hermione trembled, her hands roaming slowly over the hard planes and soft curves of them both, her fingers shaking as she dipped and curved, her fingernails biting into sensitive skin as they all began to pant, their bodies arching together in a motion that set their blood on fire.

Her long, feminine fingers soon found the path between legs, one hand grasped around Harry's pulsing erection and one buried deep in the warmth of Luna's folds, stroking them both with fairy light fingertips, sending bone chilling shivers up and down the length of their bodies.

Sweat covered their warmed skin, alight with a feral fire that seemed to match the flames in the fireplace, wracking shadows along the length of their limbs and torsos, hands and fingers and lips trailing in their darkened path.

Hermione smiled at them both as she turned Harry over, his back cold against the stone floor as Luna smiled mischievously back, licking her swollen lips in anticipation as her hands slid over his pale, smooth skin. Her head dipped as her tongue licked at the hard flesh beneath her hand, his muscles bunching quietly beneath her touch as Hermione buried her own lips against his neck, his hands fisting in her hair as his body tightened from the blissful torture.

She moaned as her teeth scraped his collarbone, Luna slowly moving up his chest to flick his hardened nipples, her back arching with small, tight movements as her legs straddled his hips, her warmth sliding against his hip as he struggled not to cry out from the luscious weight of her on top of him, her soft curves pressing against him as his hands left Hermione's hair and found Luna's satiny skin.

Her back arched as his fingernails dug into her hips, his palm warm and full of her skin as he pushed her down upon him, her eyes closing tightly as she threw her head back and groaned, the sound creeping up from her chest as her hair fell upon his thighs, brushing his legs as he shivered from the feel of her around him, her own hands digging into his chest as Hermione smiled at them both.

Luna panted as she arched her back, her hands crawling up his chest to cup Hermione's cheek and bring her lips to her own. Her tongue stroked the brunette's bottom lip as her hips rocked slowly against Harry's, causing his eyes to flutter closed as his body fell slack against the floor, his hands still grasping at her sides as she moved teasingly against him.

Soon Luna's hand was clawing at her waist, the other grasping her thigh as she positioned them on either side of Harry's shoulders, his eyes open and alight with excitement as he lifted his head, and licked her cleft slowly. She cried out from the unexpected electricity that fired through her veins, her hair falling around her in a curtain as she panted, Harry's arms now curled around her thighs as he kept her steady.

Luna kissed Hermione once more before pulling her hips from Harry's and rolling them back down, causing Harry to moan into Hermione, who in turn moaned back, her voice deep and thick, filling the room around them with the very lust that wound itself in their insides.

Soon Luna's thrusts were fast and sharp, her back arching into the movement as Harry's head spun, the taste of Hermione and the feel of Luna surrounding him was too much, his senses fogged and hazy as he lost himself fully, the only sound he heard was them, all he felt was them, all he needed in that very moment was them.

And when Luna tightened around him to the point of pain he came, the ache in his abdomen bursting and covering his entire body as Hermione shook above him, his feral groans vibrating across her skin as her back arched deeply, her thighs shaking against his arms as they all fell, exhausted to the stone floor, curling against each other as the fire flickered on.

Moments passed as their breathing slowed, their heartbeats following as their chests eased their heaving, their bodies throbbing with the after glow. Then, Luna's lips were against their cheeks as her soft, dreamy voice caressed their ears,

"Next time you want to wish me Happy Christmas, all you need to do is say it."

They both blushed as they smiled, Harry's lips pressing against their lips once more.

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Author's Note: So…I know it's like…January, but cut me some slack, my internet got shut off. I was…to put it mildly, pissed the fuck off. So I'm sorry, lovelies. I do, however, have all six of these chapters done, and will put them all up today. This very delicious grouping comes from my Ruby Booby, or Ruby for short. I'll always be your Delta Smelta. The rest of your guys' should be up after this one. Review! --Delta