Disclaimer: Another piece to appease my annoyance at there not being enough of Luna playing Dumbledore's game, and doing it so much better.
Title: One very convincing blonde
AN: This was an excercise in escalation. Seeing if I can take one concept, and how far I can escalate the bizarreness without crossing the line into pure insanity...I'm pretty sure I failed, because I can't see the line very well. Starts after Slughorn's party where Harry doesn't abandon her to spy on Malfoy
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"Luna, I don't think this-"
"Harry, I insist that I give you my virginity, while you're insisting that I shouldn't." Luna said matter of factly. "While you may make a good argument, you will eventually fail to convince me, and will come to agree with my point of view. So how about we just pretend that I told you about a frightful creature that one can only protect themselves from by making love with someone they care about, and leave it at that?"
Harry stared in the blonde's eyes for several moments, before just shrugging. "Fine, but you're going to be my girlfriend afterwards, because I just don't feel comfortable having sex with you so randomly."
"That's agreeable," Luna replied. "-now lie back, and let me draw this little rune on your chest. Then you can make love to me, boyfriend."
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Six weeks after Harry began dating Luna, he found himself in the midst of a very baffling conversation involving his girlfriend and his best female friend.
"You want to repeat that?" Hermione asked.
"Not particularly, but if it will make more sense hearing it again," Luna shrugged. "-I would like for you and my boyfriend Harry to make hot, passionate love to each other while I watch, and I would also like to watch Harry's semen spill from your thoroughly ravished vagina. While I'd prefer you did so unprotected by contraceptives, Harry doesn't yet qualify for two wives, and I'd rather not be a mistress."
It was true, Harry wouldn't qualify for two wives until his seventeenth birthday, when he'd gain his headship of his own family to go with the Black Family headship he'd already inherited. While there were two headships that he could probably claim immediately, he wouldn't be eligable for either of them until after Voldemort was dealt with, just to be sure they wouldn't offend any family magics, and if she were honest, he was liable to be eligible for his two inherited headships before that was dealt with. Which was quite disappointing, actually.
Even more disappointing was not getting to watch Hermione and Harry make love without protection. While she knew watching Harry make love to Hermione would be incredibly erotic alone, the added risk would have made it simply divine. She was very sure that the climax she had from masturbating to the sight of Harry impregnating Hermione would have been incredibly intense, and left her spectacularly tingly all over. She also knew, however, that she was unlikely to convince the older girl of doing that just yet, and insisting on it would most likely increase the chances of Hermione not agreeing to make love with Harry.
"Even if I'm more comfortable with- and better suited for- the mistress position, I'd much prefer second wife. Unfortunately, my family doesn't qualify for consort marriages." Luna added. "So that means you'll have to use protection when making love to Harry."
"You can't be serious." Hermione protested. "I mean, not that there's anything wrong with Harry, he's actually quite fanciable, but you can't seriously expect me to just have sex with him. Especially with him being your rather serious boyfriend, not mine, and while you watch us at that."
"I didn't say anything about sex, I said make hot, passionate love." Luna corrected.
"Regardless of what you said, you can't honestly expect me to do that with him." Hermione was almost in full rant mode now. "He's my best friend, he's like a brother-"
"Hermione, I would very much like to watch you and Harry engage in tender, passionate, soul cleansing, leave-you-tingly-all-over-for-days lovemaking." Luna said firmly, earning a blush from the older witch despite her near hysterical countenance. After all, what young woman wouldn't want what the blonde had described for her first time? "Now you're sure to continue arguing against it, and you may even make several good points, but just like Harry before you, you will fail to convince me to let this go, and you will eventually come to agree that your making love to Harry is a very good idea. So let's just pretend that I found a passage in a book that explains in very thorough detail why this- or a situation similar enough to count- is a good idea, and you just let me watch you make love to Harry?"
Hermione just gaped at the blonde staring her in the eyes- almost like she was staring into her soul- for several seconds. Harry, already feeling awkward, embarrassed, and a whole host of other synonyms, could only watch stunned at the byplay. While he could admit that Hermione had grown quite beautiful over the years, he wasn't sure about moving beyond their current level of friendship. Not to mention how Ron would react when he found out. Thankfully, the longer Hermione took to answer, the better Harry felt his chances of Hermione resisting whatever compulsion Luna seemed to have over him were. Even if it was brilliant being her boyfriend, her ability to talk him into things unnerved him sometimes, even if she did turn out to be correct 97 percent of the time. Hermione though- brilliant, logical Hermione- would be able to resist. After all, it wasn't like someone as smart as Hermione would be suckered in by something like that, right?
"I'm sorry, Luna, but I'm going to have to refuse." Hermione said, missing the relieved look on Harry's face. Luna gave a sigh, really not wanting to have to reveal her trump card. Especially considering that she'd been planning to save it as a trump card for convincing Hermione to have unprotected sex with Harry on his seventeenth birthday. While Ginny was a good friend, she was all wrong for Harry in the marital position she wanted, and she needed to ensure that said position went to Hermione.
"Did you know that all of the books that were housed in the magical section of the fabled Library of Alexandria were mostly copies of books that are owned by mine and Harry's families?" Luna asked, causing Hermione's eyes to glaze over. "Some of the most rare tombs are even part of my inheritance when I marry Harry. The regular entries are being held in stasis in a Gringotts storage vault, and are just waiting for Harry and I to visit together to gain and grant access to."
"Fine, but if making love to Harry is so good that I end up dropping Ronald and becoming drunkenly addicted to making love with Harry, then you have to take responsibility, and share him." Hermione argued, remembering the state she'd found the two in days earlier, and the vacant- well, more than usual- expression Luna had as a result of Harry's bedroom talents. Harry sighed in half disappointment and half resignation as for the first time, Hermione had failed him, and completely let him down in a situation that didn't involve her respect for authority being used against her.
"Agreed," Luna stated. "I'll even explain things to Ronald, and ease him into the fact that he was netorared by Harry's amazing willy. Now before we start, I need to draw a couple runes on you and Harry."
An hour later, Hermione groaned as her hand settled onto her abdomen, causing a large glop of creamy white fluid to spill from her slightly gaping, deliciously abused fanny, running down the crack of her rear to add to the puddle her rump was lying in. "Sweet jeebus I feel so full. How could one person possibly release that much fluid?"
"Harry is very special." Luna said, remembering her surprise the first time she'd experienced it. Though, if she were honest, she doubted it was anything more special than Harry having an unusual reaction to the ritual she was using on them. Well, that and the number of times he came inside of her; although again it should be mentioned that the number of ejaculations it took to completely wear Harry out had more than doubled from five to almost a full dozen. Taking the full brunt of Harry's stamina was probably a bad challenge for a single girl to take on now.
"I'll say." Hermione agreed.
"So, does Harry get to keep his sexy, kinky bookworm as a lover?" Luna asked cheerfully from her left.
"Oh please, you already knew I'd get addicted to Harry's love making after one time, and that I'd end up agreeing to be with Harry." Hermione replied.
"Due to being on the receiving end of that fairly frequently over the past few weeks, yes, I was confident that Harry could claim you if he bedded you, but not completely sure." Luna admitted. "Of the potential targets for the coven I'm forming for Harry, you were the biggest unknown. Between your morals and your general stubbornness, I was sure that if any of you would be able to resist both your feelings for Harry, and the desire to make love to him, it would be you."
"Yes, well I'm smart enough to know that my previous choice wouldn't have put in nearly as much effort or focus upon my reaching climax so many times, and I'm fairly sure I've been ruined for him. I doubt that I'll be able to settle for anything less, now. I'm guessing that's something else that you were either expecting or hoping for?"
"Yes, actually." Luna unashamedly admitted with a glance at their softly dozing boyfriend.
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"Hullo Ronald." Luna said days later, catching Ron outside of the broom cupboard he was to meet Lavender in.
"What do you want, Luna?" Ron asked rudely. "I'm busy at the moment."
"Did you know that Hermione used to fancy you?" She asked.
"Really?" Ron asked, before his eyes narrowed. "What do you mean, 'used to'?"
"Well, she fancied you quite a bit until just a week ago." Luna answered. "You see, ever since you decided to date Lavender, and make a spectacle of your relationship to make her jealous for some silly reason, her feelings for you started to diminish very rapidly. Oddly enough, she still held onto some hope for the two of you, so I suggested that she give her virginity to Harry."
"Why would you do that?" Ron argued.
"We were discussing pureblood customs, and I mentioned that most pureblood girls- aside from those whose families still used marriage contracts- tend to lose their virginities around fourteen or fifteen. She was curious why, and so I explained to her about all of the power enhancement rituals that called for the use of virgin girls."
"But why Harry?" Ron asked, knowing about some of those nasty rituals having overheard his mother talking to Ginny, and discussing which of the less vile ones- those that only called for a virgin's chastity to be sacrificed- she might use to increase Harry's power to help him overcome Voldemort. Never let it be said that Molly Weasley wasn't doing her part to help vanquish Voldemort; and if it got her daughter with the boy she loved so, that was just an added bonus.
"Well, even if she fancied you, it's not like she could ask your help since you have a girlfriend." Ron frowned, but couldn't exactly argue with that. He was also fairly certain Lavender wouldn't have agreed to that anyway. "Not only that, but since he's still got to fight Voldemort, well, he could certainly use the power enhancement receiving Hermione's chastity would give him.
That Ron couldn't deny, and even said as much. "So what happened?"
"Anyway, she agreed to have Harry be her first, even if she still hoped things would work between you two. Well, apparently Harry's developed quite a bit of sexual skill and experience since we started dating, because her feelings for you have completely disappeared, now she's in love with Harry and his amazing love stick."
"How could-" Ron started, his ears turning red.
"It's alright, you know." Luna said. "I know that the only reason you were so insistent upon being with Hermione, was because of your insecurities, and that you felt she was the only girl who you'd have a chance with because of your friendship. What you fail to realize is that you're dating Lavender Brown, one of the prettiest girls in your year, and she genuinely likes you."
"I know, but-"
"Don't worry Ronald, I'm sure that Lavender will be more than happy to help you get over Hermione, and forget that you ever fancied her. Now you should probably go, before she gets tired of waiting. Oh, and I'd suggest to Lavender using the the ritual on page 42."
"What?" Ron asked confused.
"Don't worry, she'll know what I meant."
And with that Luna turned and walked away. In an odd twist, Lavender had overheard the entire conversation, and made it her mission to prove Luna a seer. Opening the door behind him, Lavender grabbed her boyfriend by the collar, and pulled him inside, where she proceeded to jump him, and show him what she felt for him. A much mellowed and relaxed Ronald Bilius Weasley returned to Gryffindor tower that evening without his V-card. To the shock of his best friends, he slapped Harry on the back, and even hugged Hermione as he congratulated them on their relationship. He even admitted that while he was surprised at Luna's involvement, he wasn't exactly surprised that the two got together.
As for the ritual Luna suggested, upon their seventeenth birthdays, Ron and Lavender would find that their magical strength, control, and focus had nearly doubled. By giving her boyfriend all three of her V-cards, Lavender had ensured that they would receive relevant boosts equal to half of their combined capabilities. Now while neither of the two truly applied themselves as most would think they should have, that didn't change the fact that both had tremendous potential just waiting to be used. It was just unfortunate that neither would deign to use it until it was far too late to get the most out of it.
Luckily for the two, with one pair of best mates (Harry and Ron) dating a certain pair of best friends (Parvati and Lavender), Lavender would be drawn into the Hermione sphere of study influence as she and Parvati started spending more time with the former trio now expanded, so there was zero chance that either she or Ron would squander their potential. The two girls would open the biggest worldwide cosmetics conglomerate in the world- and one that was even animal friendly- while Ron would go on to become the best Master Auror since Alastor Moody's great aunt Agnes. Ha, peripheral three lives improved in one shot from having Hermione shag Harry, suck on that canon pairings.
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"Hello Padma, Parvati." Luna said, as she, Hermione, and Harry sat down at the table the two sisters were using in the library. Even if her focus on silly things- as Hermione had described- wasn't impressive, it would still shock people to know that Parvati often studied with her more academic sister, and that Parvati was 12th in their year in overall grades according to their OWLs.
"Hullo Luna, Harry, Hermione." Padma spoke for the duo, as very few people could conversate with Luna for long without developing a headache or spastic twitch. She and Harry were two of the seven people that could (Padma, Harry, Xeno, Ginny, Dumbledore, Hagrid, Firenze), and aside from Ginny and Padma, everyone on that list was pretty barmy themselves. "What can we do for you?"
"Well, could we talk to you in private, perhaps?" Luna asked.
"What about?" Parvati asked suspiciously.
"It's actually rather personal, if you don't mind, and we'd prefer not to have things overheard." Hermione interjected.
After relocating, and all of them taking a seat at one of the large tables in the abandoned Charms classroom, Parvati got things underway.
"So what was it you wanted to talk about?" Parvati asked.
"We were wondering if you'd be willing to have a threesome with Harry while Hermione and I watch?" Luna asked plainly. "I think it would be incredibly erotic to watch one of you slurp Harry's semen out of your sister, but Hermione doesn't believe me."
"What?!" Parvati yelled angrily. "How dare you ask us something like that?!"
Padma, being the cooler head of the two, and more familiar with the complete bluntness and honesty-that sometimes came off as oddness- that often came from Luna, placed a hand on her older sister's arm. Even if they had talked about that very thing a couple times- "That's a very rude and presumptuous question, Luna; not something I'd ever thought you capable of. What makes you think that we're even into things like that?"
"I guess you're right." Luna agreed. "I'm sorry about the way that came out, and I really should have worded that differently, but that still doesn't change the fact that you and your sister should definitely have a threesome with Harry. You should know, though, that this has nothing to do with your culture, how you might have been raised, nor any assumptions about what kinds of things have happened in your heritage in the past. This has everything to do with the fact that you both have tons of magical talent and potential, as well as a good head on your shoulders, even if Parvati's focus leaves a little to be desired. It also doesn't hurt that you're identical twins, you're unspeakably sexy, and I've masturbated to squirting orgasms thinking of what your amazing lips would look like tag-teaming and wrapped around Harry's penis. And again, I think it would be incredibly sexy watching you slurp Harry's semen out of each other in a perverted and obscene manner."
Both twins blushed, as Padma and Parvarti had had their own fantasies about that. "Look Luna-" Parvati started, only to be interrupted.
"Padma, Parvati, I would very much like to watch the two of you and Harry engage in a deliciously hot threesome." Luna said firmly, unnerving everyone at the table as she stared both girls in an eye at the same time. Even moreso because the twins were sitting next to each other, and Luna had locked onto each twin's outermost eye. "Now you're sure to argue against it, and you may even make several good points, but just like Harry and Hermione before you, you will fail to convince me to drop this notion. Furthermore, you will eventually come to agree that a threesome with Harry is a very good idea because we all know that you want to, and that you even discussed the possibility when you inquired to Padma about attending the Yule Ball with Ronald. So let's just stop pretending that your nipples aren't hard enough to cut glass, and you especially Parvati, are not in need of a change of knickers just from discussing it."
"I...you-" Parvati tried.
"If it would help, I can ask daddy to borrow his pensieve, and we can show you a memory of Harry's prowess that involved him leaving Hermione and I sweaty, dopey grinned, convulsing wrecks spilling several pints of his potently thick semen from our abused fannies at the same time."
"Really, at the same time?" Padma couldn't help asking, being the much more interested twin as far as the threesome idea went. Sure, Parv went along with it, but the elder Patil twin's preference would always have been intercourse with one lover at a time. Still, since it was something kinky she'd wanted to at least try, and she was sexually attracted to both her sister and Harry, she was more willing to consider it than she might have been with anyone else involved.
"Oh yes, and the tingles were still going strong the next morning." Luna gushed. "If that doesn't suit you, we can always recreate the Yule Ball in the Room of Requirements, and have Harry be a proper date, so that you'll have no excuse not to tag team his magnificent willy as per your original agreement."
"Fine, but Harry has to be willing to take care of us if we get disowned by our grandfather for this." Parvati's head snapped to her left to glare at her younger sister at the girl's blanket agreement. At Padma's return questioning raised eyebrow, Parvati sagged, and nodded her acceptance. After all, it wasn't like she could deny anything Luna had said, especially about having soaked knickers.
"Agreed." Luna said.
"You don't mind being with me like that?" Harry asked, genuinely shocked they'd agreed.
"Harry, there's a reason Luna ensured us that her seeking us out not being about how we might have been raised." Padma explained as Parvati started undressing him, and pressing distracting kisses to his throat and nibbling on his neck and ears. "Luna alluded to it before, but our family has a history of incestuous bisexuality."
Hermione already transfiguring several items into a large bed, and a couple comfy spectator chairs with plenty of space for her and Luna to stretch out in as they diddled, stumbled in her spellwork, and actually had to reverse, and recast one of her spells.
"Really?"
"Oh yes. Given the way they develop, identical twins have long been considered two aspects of the same witch or wizard that differed just enough to split the embryo before it really began growing. We're taught from a very early age to both accept and enjoy sexual intimacy with our twins since it's little more than advanced masturbation, as well as to accept that we will likely- more often than not- be marrying the same person. To our family, me going down on Parvati would be exactly the same as Parvati going down on herself; only requiring a lot less flexibility."
"So you two actually have-" Harry asked, his eyes wide, before closing with a groan, as Parvati had removed his shirt, and her lips had found their way to his rather sensitive nipples. Hermione had been particularly vindictive when she'd discovered that after he'd made her mess her knickers just from nibbling and suckling on her equally sensitive buds; which became hyper-sensitive when she got turned on.
"At least once or twice a week since we turned fourteen." Parvati admitted, never even removing her lips from Harry. "We were actually going to spend some time together tonight after we finished studying."
"So what was that about being disowned?" Hermione couldn't help aking.
"Padma thinks that we've already been promised to someone else." Parvati answered, raising her head from where she'd been licking, sucking, and nibbling on Harry's abs. She began making quick work of his belt and pants.
"Just tell him that you're joining the coven of a Parselmouth." Luna said.
"That should work," Padma admitted. "-although, daddy'll probably be insufferably smug, and he'll insist on meeting Harry, and actually hearing him speak snake."
"Oh, I almost forgot," Luna said. "-before you get too far and we get distracted, I need to draw a couple runes."
As the trio finally collapsed in exhaustion, Luna was surprised to see that the size of Harry's orgasm had increased quite a bit from what it was, almost doubled. This certainly leant credence to the ritual increasing Harry's ejaculation volume. He was now up to almost 600cc's per ejaculation; and if you multiplied that by the dozen times he could easily perform...oh dear Merlin (1). She was also exceptionally smug, as she'd been proven right. Watching Parvati and Padma cleaning up after Harry while going down on each other was indeed the most erotic thing either she or Hermione had ever seen, only just edging out watching the pair of twins double blowjob Harry.
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"Luna, I've been meaning to ask you," Harry started one afternoon, as the pair snuggled in the RoR. "-are you trying to create me a harem?"
"Of course not, silly, what makes you think that?" She asked.
"Well, we were dating, and I thought that was just brilliant." Harry said. "Then, you suddenly approach Hermione, Padma, and Parvati with the expectation of me shagging them rotten. Not only that, but given the negotiated terms you agreed to each time, it was like you expected them to be permanent additions to our relationship- which they have- rather than just one time things to sate your interesting voyeur kink."
"Don't worry Harry, I'm not creating you a harem." Luna said, and waited until he breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm forming a coven with you as the central point."
"Um, what's the difference?" Harry asked warily.
"In the magical world, a wizard creates a harem," Luna started. "-while it's a witch who creates her wizard a coven. Not only that, but witches in harems are little more than playthings for their master. In a coven, each woman is considered on equal relationship status with the wizard and each other, almost like wives. They also have much more legal power than harem girls, in so much as you can't force us to do anything that we wouldn't normally agree to. Although, with the way you've been swinging that willy of yours around, there's very little you probably couldn't convince us to do; well, at least in bed, anyway."
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"Hello Susan," Luna said, as her still growing family joined the Hufflepuff at her table in the library, having waited until the table's other occupant had headed into the book stacks. "How would you like to ride Harry cowgirl while Hermione, Parvati, Padma, and I get hypnotized from watching your titanic tits bounce up and down?"
"Really?" Susan asked, to which Luna nodded. "Alright, let's go. I'll leave a note for Hannah to tell her where I've gone."
"Really, that easily?" Parvati asked.
"Well, yeah." Susan replied. "What girl wouldn't want to be with Harry? The fact that he's got a coven that he's obviously more than capable of taking care of in bed makes him even more desirable. The only things that I'd ask, are that Harry accept a Line Continuation marriage with House Bones, and that you consider bringing Hannah in." This earned her a frown from everyone. "Hannah is my best friend, and we've done everything together since we were toddlers. First year we made a promise to each other that should one of us become Harry's girlfriend, we would share him. If I'm going through with this, I can't go back on that promise."
"I'm sorry, Susan, but I can't be with Hannah." Harry said. "Issues involving accusations and badges that she's never apologized for will make things very awkward. Even if I got over things enough for her to be a part of the DA, being in a relationship with her is completely different."
"You should know that she never believed you were the Heir of Slytherin second year, and everyone in Hufflepuff except Cedric caught a case of stupid two years ago. I know it was a really stupid notion looking back, and I hope you can forgive us, but I think you can at least understand given the circumstances."
"Yeah, and I even noticed how many wore the support Cedric badges, even you," Harry responded. "-but most of you never accosted me or taunted me with the 'Potter Stinks' part of it, Hannah was one of the ones that did, more than just a couple times, as well."
"I'm sorry Susan, but Hannah is a deal breaker." Hermione explained, much as it disappointed her. She was finding herself becoming more interested in girls by the day, what with Padma's head repeatedly finding it's way between her legs after Harry shagged her rotten, and Susan's bosom was very appealing to her newfound infatuation with breasts.
"Well, thanks for considering me anyway, but I can't betray Hannah like that." Susan said, a bit dejected as the group moved away, for the first time lamenting the ever faithful Hufflepuff loyalty. Her frustration was interrupted by an excited Hannah.
"Hey Sue, was that what I think it was?" Both girls had noticed the circumstances surrounding Harry, starting with his girlfriend Luna, and then the rapid swelling of the number of girls, starting with Hermione. Both knew that Luna was creating a coven, and both wanted in. Of course, seeing her friend's dejected look, she quickly sobered. "What happened? I saw Luna scouting you; I was sure we were a lock."
"I was, but you weren't." She said, gaining a confused look. "You were the deal breaker, Hannah. While they may have ignored it last year as there were much more important things to deal with, apparently Harry hasn't forgotten, nor has he easily forgiven, what you did fourth year as we thought. The fact that you never bothered to apologize bothered him, and he doesn't believe he could realistically be in a relationship with you, even as enamored with my huge boobs as they all obviously are."
Hannah had the good grace to wince at how her screw up had cost her best friend. While she had no doubts being with Harry would be brilliant- especially given the happiness radiating from the four girls- Harry was more of Susan's big crush, because she actually had more of a thing for Neville. Still, Neville was with Megan, and they looked like they might be in for a serious relationship, and tagging along with Susan into a coven centered on Harry was easily just as swell given the promise they'd made as kids. This information was definitely a bummer.
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"Hello Lydia," Luna said, as her family swiftly relocated to another section of the library, and joined the Slytherin at her table. "How would you like to ride Harry cowgirl while Hermione, Parvati, Padma, and I watch your amazing mams bounce up and down?"
After all, while her tits weren't as huge as say Susan or Millicent, they were still very large. Also, similar to Susan, her smaller frame made them look bigger.
"I...what makes you think I'd just up and do something like that?" Lydia protested. "Or for that matter, that I'd even be interested?"
"Well, you do fancy Harry, and you've had sexually explicit pregnancy fetish dreams about him." Luna said.
Lydia's face turned panicked and redder than the Gryffindor robe trim at the very casual way Luna revealed one of her dirty little secrets. It was even more embarrassing as she'd said it as if it were common knowledge. Which was a very scary prospect if it was. Being a Slytherin, and having such desires being common knowledge was certainly not a good thing as far as safety was concerned.
"Look, Luna, I won't lie to you, I do like Harry, but having naughty dreams about Harry, and actually having sex with him are two entirely different things."
"You know, Harry wants a really big family, so I'm sure he'll be more than happy to indulge your fetish." Luna revealed. "Plus, Harry's got a humongous penis that feels really good, and I bet it can reach deep enough to press right against your cervix as he ejaculates. Combined with his sheer volume, without protection there's almost no chance of you not getting pregnant every time you have sex, unless you're already pupped."
"Really?" Lydia asked, before correcting herself. "Fine, but Harry has to accept a Line Continuation marriage with House Moon. I don't want to put my family's legacy and estate into jeopardy because of poor family management. Also, as soon as we graduate, I refuse to use contraception of any kind for at least the next ten years of our relationship."
"Agreed." Luna said with a smile.
"Fair warning, women in my family are either hair trigger sensitive, or notoriously difficult to get off." Lydia revealed. "Personal experience has shown that I'm very likely to be the former, so please don't judge me."
"That's fine." Luna answered, knowing full well that sensitive girls with pregnancy fetishes tended to react very strongly to being creampied. The girl would likely have one of those fucked silly, mind break experiences like in that naughty comic she had found in her mother's lab. Luna couldn't wait to see if she made the face that went with it too.
"Thanks, so are we doing this here and now, or do you have somewhere else in mind?"
"Depends on whether you mind people seeing you naked, and getting pupped, I guess." Parvati teased.
"Then we'd probably better go somewhere private." Lydia said. "Also, since I'm giving Harry my cherry, we should probably take this opportunity to perform a small ritual."
"I was going to suggest that very thing." Harry's eyes widened.
"So that's why you insisted on drawing those runes every time you bring a new girl in." He exclaimed causing Luna to grin.
"Wait, so you've done this ritual four times already?" Lydia asked. "Just how powerful is he?"
"After tonight, Harry should be able to start making legitimate strides in casting wandless spells as easily as he does with a wand." Luna paused. "Well, if he practices wandless casting like he does with his wand, he should."
A few hours later, a completely jellified Lydia could be found laying in a barely conscious state.
"Merlin, there's so much," Lydia said, feeling fuller than she ever thought possible. "How much did he cum in me?"
"More than enough to put a baby in you without the potion." Parvati teased. "Too bad you're still on birth control, eh?"
Lydia blushed, even as she gave a cute pout more fitting Luna. Damn Snape for figuring out how to make the potion to ease menstrual symptoms a contraceptive as well. Damn Dumbledore for petitioning that this be used in place of the previous potion for the same problem, and damn the Board of Governors for approving of the notion, and insisting that it be implimented immediately.
"So, does the idea of getting preggers really get you off like that?" Harry asked. Blushing, Lydia answered.
"The very idea of having the man I love put me in the pudding club can get me wet and ready faster than any of our bare tits gets you ready."
"Right, then you should be warned that I plan on trying to knock you up as soon as you'll let me," Harry said, earning a shiver from his most endowed girlfriend. "-and I plan on keeping your belly swollen with child as much as humanly possible until you either tell me to stop, or it becomes a health risk."
The Slytherin stiffened, before convulsing harshly in Harry's arms, and finally collapsing bonelessly back against his chest.
"Merlin, I can't believe how hard I just came from you saying that." Lydia moaned. "Fair warning, unless it's in regards to one of the others, or our children down the line, I don't want you to even mention birth control to me...ever."
"So unless you're already there, can we pretty much assume that you're going to get pregnant every time you shag with Harry?" Lydia nodded at Hermione's question. "We're going to need really big house."
"Ten galleons says she has almost as many as Mrs. Weasley before the rest of us even have our first." Parvati teased.
Luna's eyes turned away from the brunette's slightly distended belly to the floor, attempting to conceal a very deep blush. The large, sticky, still growing puddle Lydia's rump was lying in was a testament to how swollen her belly had previously been before spilling out, and running down the crack of her rear, onto the bed. It would seem that the ritual was definitely having an effect on Harry's ejaculation volume, and quite a substantial one at that. While surprised the first time she'd experienced it after adding the twins, she'd kind of liked getting a look at how her tummy would look about halfway through her future pregnancies.
Glancing over to where Hermione was now snogging their boyfriend, and the twins were ganging up on Harry's still very firm endowment, she was also reminded of just how much Harry's stamina, endurance, and recovery had increased with each new addition. There was also the fact that despite being biologically impossible, Harry's volume and potency didn't decrease one bit during each subsequent ejaculation, no matter how many times he ended up cumming in the time it took to fully sate all of his lovers at once.
'Oh my, things are going to start getting really messy.' Luna thought. 'I wonder if I can convince one of our wives to receive a ten ejaculation bukkake from our Harry.'
As it turns out, Luna would get her volunteer just nine days later in Hermione. Of course, it was entirely unfair considering she was bent at the waist, with her hands in a white knuckled grip on the table. Harry's tongue was in her crotch, while Lydia's was doing some amazing things to her surprisingly sensitive anus. The twins had each captured one of her nipples, and were absolutely merciless. Luna had then taken the opportunity to whisper a few suggestions into her ear, quickly gaining confirmation...but really, by that point, they could have gotten her to agree to almost anything. And really, starting with Hermione's own greatest personal fantasy of being shagged right and proper by Harry in the Hogwarts Library after hours, and being told that Harry's willy was hers alone for the evening, that was just unfair.
When it came time for Hermione to face the music, she was less than amused at being tricked, but acquiesed that she had promised. Harry, of course, was not happy with Hermione being tricked, and refused to participate unless a concession was made. The concession...they would all face the firing squad. Luna quickly agreed, having already decided she was curious, but had wanted see it first. Each girl would end up with a before and after picture for posterity. Even Harry got hosed down. Though it did take all four girls working together to make Parvati- who was the only projectile squirter of the five- spritz enough times to hose him down like he'd done them; unlike Harry, her fluid volumes were unpredictable and inconsistent. She'd been completely wrecked, dehydrated, and exhausted by then.
After passing out, and waking up the next afternoon hungry enough to match Ron plate for plate at dinner, Harry thanked his Indian lover for being a trooper by giving her a full body massage. Of course, Harry's rather skilled hands had the rather humerous side effect of putting her back to sleep with a toe curling climax. They'd also had to levitate her to another room to sleep, as she'd also soaked her bedding...again.
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After Ginny and Dean split
"Look guys, I'm not going to lie and say that I don't love Harry." Ginny said. "Nor will I even try to say that I don't want to be with him. I can say, however, that I will not share him; even if it means that I end up losing out on him."
Luna gives her friend a frowning pout, before deciding to use her secret weapon. "Ginevra Molly Weasley, you will be with Harry, and you will share him." Despite Ginny's narrowed eyes, and the shocked looks on the others' faces, Luna didn't budge. However, at hearing the warning tone Harry's voice held as he said her name, she elaborated. "Not because we will force you, but because you have already forced the situation upon yourself. If you will recall, I believe that you pledged your virginity to Harry after he saved you from the Chamber of Secrets." Ginny blushed, for she did remember her declaration to Luna on the train ride home. "Between the Life Debt you owe him- even if Harry would never call it in- and the pledge you made, you will likely never be able to give yourself to another, until Harry has had you first. From personal experience, and witnessing Harry ruin four other girls,"
"My sister and I at the same time." Parvati teasingly interjected, causing Ginny's eyes to widen.
"-I can confidently say that if you are capable of walking away after a night with Harry, then we will allow you to go, and never speak of this again. I will say that if you leave, you will be missing out on something special, and that's not even a subtle hint at the great sex you'll enjoy."
After all, her research into the Potter family magic suggested that Harry's sexual prowess would increase exponentially dependent upon the odds against him. Between the effects the ritual were having on him, and all of his coven coming after him at once, it was almost guaranteed that they'd all be getting quite thoroughly ravished. On top of that, she could just feel that their family was destined to do something great- that surprisingly didn't involve defeating Voldemort- and that it would change the way of life of witches and wizards everywhere.
"Fine, but only because you're probably right about my virginity having to go to Harry." Ginny agreed. 'And mum did suggest I perform a certain ritual that could help Harry defeat Voldemort.'
"Good, now strip and make with the sucking and riding of Harry's titanic tallywacker." Hermione ordered playfully, smacking her on the bum.
"Fair warning, I'm extremely sensitive, so if he breaks me, whether mentally or physically, you have to help put me back together." Ginny huffed back earning nods as Lydia was in a similar boat. "You will all owe me for making me borderline gay because I know you're all shagging each other, and I'm not explaining this to my mother."
"That is a reasonable request." Lydia agreed. "Though the Life Debt and your declaration should be enough to curtail even your mum's protests."
"Actually, I don't think it will be necessary." Hermione informed them. "Molly was less than subtle this summer about who she wants her youngest two children to end up with, so Harry getting into Ginny's knickers will probably count as a victory to her."
"You know, you're probably right, especially since Luna's delivery implies that you plan on keeping me." Ginny added, causing Luna to nod eagerly. "I'm willing to bet she'd probably be willing to accept Hermione not being with Ron if she was still connected through Harry and I. Besides, I'm guess that we're all at least planning on two kids a piece down the line, so distracting her with a guarantee of lots of future grandbabies will probably help too. Oh, and my mum was telling me about this ritual-"
"Don't worry Gin, they're already ahead of you." Harry said, gesturing to Padma pulling a bottle of ink, and a paint brush from her bag. She'd been given the duty of inking the runes when it was found that her calligraphy skills were vastly superior to everyone else in their coven.
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"So?" Luna asked, as Ginny stared almost vacantly up at the canopy of the bed.
"I'm full, and I'm too exhausted to move more than my mouth." Ginny answered hoarsely, trying to ignore the fact that barely a foot away, Hermione was wantonly riding the boy who'd just done her completely in. "But despite all of that, I really wanna do it again."