In the vast realms of the multiverse through a series of strange and complex chaotic events Harry Potter became Lord Protector of the magical realm, defender of the faith and sovereign of all Magical England, Scotland and Wales. In his quest to root out all evil and nastiness he appointed his most fearsome and powerful battle nun, Luna Lovegood. She had never failed to destroy heresy in the name of the realm and the light. She had never allowed darkness to linger.
Draco Malfoy had been captured and brought into the Chapel of Love for interrogation by the Inquistorius. As he stood wondering what would happen a large fluffy armchair with overstuffed cushions was floated into the middle of the hall.
The white robed nuns led him to it. He recognized the scent from one of the women as Daphne Greengrass which surprised him. He thought she worked for him.
Once he had been placed int he chair the cushions seemed to partially absorb him and he could not get up. The more he struggled the more they held him.
A long table was rolled out to his left but he could not see what was on it. Another small tray table was placed beside him. A cup of hot coca and some biscuits sat on it. One of the nuns holding the cup to his lips but he refused to drink because there might be potions in it.
In the distance he heard the main doors creak open and all of the nuns snapped to attention. He had to admit the two rows of busty women did at least make an impressive view until he recognized Luna Lovegood walking slowly down the aisle holding her prayer book. As she approached each battle nun fell to her knees in supplication.
"Draco Malfoy. I hope you are comfortable and not suffering."
"Well I've had worse torture. This I must admit is rather unexpected."
"Torture? We do not want to torture you, we want to redeem you in the name of our Lord Potter. Blessed be he who lived." She sighed in her soft voice.
The other women echoed the refrain. Draco was not as comfortable or self assured as he was a few moments ago.
"No Draco I do not want to hurt you. I am morally opposed to causing pain. Pleasure however can be just as excruciating." she smiled widely heading for the table.
Draco tried to follow her but the chair sucked his head into the pillowy depths. Whimpering slightly he watched as Luna picked up a long feathery wand and with a nod to one of the nuns said, "Please fetch the bucket of eels and the rubber pants. We could be here for a long time."
Draco had to admit this was definitely not what he had expected as he felt his clothes pulled off just before the tickle wand was placed into a rather sensitive body orifice that was not supposed to have things placed within it. A thousand feathers began to brush lightly across his body. He now knew why no one could resist the Lovegood Inquisition.
