Luna had the idea of a birthday party for Neville and Harry on her mind for the last two days. It was going to be necessary to assemble a planning committee she finally decided, time to send out an owl.
Ginny, my love,
I want your advice for forming a planning committee for Neville's and Harry's birthday party. We only have a few days.
Love, Luna
After dispatching her owl it was only took thirty‑minutes for the arrival of the reply.
Luna, my love
I've been thinking about it too. I was in George's shop yesterday looking for ideas for party favors and game prizes. He told me to contact Hannah Abbott. He was mysterious about why but he insisted that I needed her help. George also said he would arrange for the party tent, food, and fire whiskey all at his expense.
Send Hannah an owl and find out when she can meet with us. I'm available at your convenience.
Love, Ginny
Then she wrote her note to Hannah:
Hannah,
How are you?
Ginny Weasley and I are forming a committee to plan a birthday party for Neville Longbottom and Harry Potter. They were born on the same day. My brother George told me that I should ask you to be on the committee. He didn't say why but he insisted upon it.
Please join us. Tell us when you can come meet with us and I'll send a portkey.
Also, when you meet with us I'll make sure that you're free of any wrackspurt infestation.
Luna Lovegood
Hannah's replay came in less than an hour:
Luna,
It was great to hear from you and thank you for inviting me. How are you?
Cho Chang and I are thinking the same. Best if we have one party, not two, because he's not going to be in any condition for a second party on the same day after our party.
Send the portkey immediately, if now is convenient for you. Cho and I will come directly.
Hannah.
The reply owl was instructed to first deliver a message to Ginny and then deliver the portkey to Hannah Abbott.
Ginny, my love,
Come over immediately.
Love, Luna
Ginny walked over and arrived a half‑hour after the owl had been dispatched and Hannah and Cho arrived by portkey on the front lawn a half‑hour after Ginny. Neither Hannah nor Cho had been close with Luna, so they were relatively unfamiliar with her eccentricities. But, since both were members of the DA, they were familiar enough and they also knew she was one of Harry's most trusted friends. With that in mind they were eager to get to know Luna better, and Ginny as well.
"Hello Luna!" Hannah cried out and ran up to hug her.
"Hi, Luna. I was thinking about a birthday party too," said Cho.
They all greeted Ginny and then Luna began the conversation. "I think the first thing we should do is walk down to the pond and show you where I plan to hold the party. Then we can discuss our ideas for the celebration."
"Lead away!" Hannah replied.
As they were walking to the pond Luna, in her unfiltered manner, asked Hannah and Cho, "Have you both been fucking Harry? We certainly have."
Surprised as they were by the question, they recovered quickly because they knew enough about Luna to know she was unfiltered and brutally honest. Cho answered, "Yes we have, whenever we can. Hannah tells me I'm an insatiable slut, she's no better though. How about you two?"
"Yes I have, some," said Luna. "Maybe not as much as want to."
"Not yet," added Ginny. "But it's high on my list."
"We have been fucked by Neville, though. He was a real surprise. There's an incubus hidden deep within that shy awkward boy. Wow! Just wow!" Luna gushed.
"So, am I right that your plans for this celebration will include, how do I say this, adult party games?" Hannah inquired.
"That would be our first choice," said Ginny. "How about you two?"
"You can bet your ginger cunt it's our first choice too," Cho replied. This time it was Ginny's and Luna's turn to be surprised by Cho.
They arrived at the pond. Luna led them out onto the center rock. "There has been a lot of fun here. This big rock has a name, Ginny and I call it the fuck‑me rock. Please step off it for a minute." When the rock was clear Luna pointed her wand to it and issued the incantation, "Mollis Lectus.Ok, step on it now." When they did they were amazed to find the surface of the fuck‑me rock was soft as a mattress."Sit down everyone." Sitting in a circle on the comfortable surface they began their meeting. "This pond did not exist a week ago. I needed a place to attract water fairies and I called Neville to help me. There's no longer any doubt in my mind that he's a powerful wizard but, more than that, he's very, very smart. What do you think?"
"All of this was created by Neville? It's amazing, Luna. As beautiful as any natural setting I have ever seen. I'm putting two‑and‑two together here. Would I be correct in assuming that Neville has claimed you both on this, so called, fuck‑me rock?" Hannah asked.
"Both here and in the pond," Ginny answered. "Luna's right, he's a beast. A beast I could get addicted to."
"That's well and good," objected Cho. "I'll gladly fuck Neville. But what's your plan for hosting a party here?"
"We'll set up a party tent with chairs and tables in the meadow over there. My brother George will rent it for us and provide food and fire whiskey. That's the easy part, standard party arrangements. What needs to be decided is the menu, the guest list, and the party games."
"Ok, Ginny, we need to discuss the party games first," Cho insisted.
"Why Cho?" Hannah inquired.
"Because the party games that we choose will determine whether we need more girls than boys, more boys than girls, or even numbers of both. Once that's decided, we can make up the guest list. Once the guest list is agreed upon we'll know how much food to order," answered Cho.
"You're a true Ravenclaw, Cho, very wise. Can't argue with your reasoning," Hannah affirmed.
Luna spoke up now. "The games I'm thinking of are contests with prize winners. I bought a roll of paired coupons, each with unique serial numbers. The point of each contest is to earn as many coupons as possible. Coupons will be awarded by rank order of finish: 75 for the winner, 50 for second place, 25 for third place, and 12 each for everyone else. The coupons will be used in a blind auction following the contests."
"How does the blind auction work?" Hannah wanted to know.
"In the party tent we'll set‑up poster boards that advertise each prize. In front of the poster will be a box. Each of our coupons are matched pairs with the serial number on both. Place one or more in the box corresponding to the prize you like and we will later conduct a blind draw from the box to determine the prize winner. The prize winner shows us the matching ticket they're holding and the prize is awarded to them. No one can win more than once. If we draw a previous winner then we draw again until a new winner is selected. In the end, everyone will have one prize."
"What prizes do you have in mind?" Cho asked.
"That's something else we need to decide," Luna said.
Hannah chimed in, "That's why George told you to include me. I can provide the prizes." She then explained about the potions she had created and how they are used. Between herself and Cho they also described their actual experiences using them and the feedback from Harry and George. By the time they finished speaking Luna and Ginny were thunderstruck.
"Fuck, Hannah. Keep those evil potions away from Neville. We'll all be in peril if he gains greater stamina. By the power of Morgana I swear you're either a pure fucking genius or pure fucking evil," Ginny blurted out.
"Who has an idea for a game?" asked Hannah.
"Here's my idea," Luna began. "All the boys sit on the edge of the fuck-me rock, the girls stand in the water sucking them off. They'll be allowed thirty seconds and then they must each rotate one dick to the left. First slut to make their dick to squirt takes first prize. That blow broad steps out of the circle along with her blown dick. This continues until all the bangers have blown their load. The slut must direct the cum onto her face. The amount of cum on her face is the tie‑breaker if two dicks shoot at the same time."
The others sat silently considering this idea when Cho volunteered an idea. "We'll turn that around for the second game. Dick owners need to lick pussy and make them coat their face. Same rules apply for the rotation of the dick owners. I'm betting this game will take longer. Tie breakers will be difficult to judge but we'll just declare a tie and both dick owners receive the same prize."
"How can we determine if the slut is faking?" Ginny asked.
"I don't think they have an incentive to fake it. I'd be trying to make it last a long time," answered Cho. "I think it's time to vote on these two proposals. All in favor say Aye." There was a chorus of Ayes. "The Ayes have it. We have our first two games."
Ginny had an idea. "Now that the sluts have had experience with each of the dicks, why don't we blindfold each slut then have them, one at a time, go around the same circle of dicks and suck each one for thirty seconds. After thirty seconds she names the dick she just sucked and then moves on to the next one. It's a guessing game and we won't be trying to produce happy endings because they'll all need their energy for later. We'll keep two scores. The sluts will be awarded based upon number of correct guesses. The dick owners will be awarded based upon the number of correct guesses it was his dick."
Hannah declared, "Yes, that would work. Ok, all in favor?" They gave another chorus of Ayes. "Then the Ayes have it."
"Guest list now. I think the girls are going to be easy. Start with the four of us plus the Patil twins." Luna suggested.
Ginny interjected, "We can't overlook Hermione Granger. She's absolutely Harry's number one. I know she's visited my sister in‑law this summer and Fleur might know how to get ahold of her."
"I agree, but I'm also concerned," Hannah said. "Do you think she'd be ok with all the sex, or even getting naked in a crowd? She comes across as prudish, at least to me, and we certainly don't need a cat fight when Cho jumps Harry's bones."
Thinking back on the intimate moments she shared with Hermione, Ginny said, "I'm sure she'd be a good addition. Trust me. Besides, the reason she visited Fleur a couple of times this summer was for some advice that Fleur is most qualified to give. I don't know any of the details, so don't ask me, but it seems Hermione has been busy this summer with an advanced research project." Everyone laughed.
Cho blurted out, "I'd like to see that! She must be invited if for no other reason than for me to witness Hermione Granger, the chanmé bint perform."
"Mixing French and Scott slang now, Cho?" Hannah laughed.
"I agree," said Luna. "I know they don't keep secrets from each other and never lie. Maybe she'll be a surprise to us like Neville was to Ginny and I. Maybe she can demonstrate some things she's learned during her 'research.'" They all laughed again.
"It's Ginny's assignment, then; scare up Hermione Granger for us. Now, the boys," said Hannah. "Here's my list: Harry, Neville, Dennis Creevy, Nigel Wolpert, and Dean Thomas. We need one more if Hermione doesn't join and two more if she does."
Cho asked, "No objection but what made you think of Dennis and Nigel? They're both still schoolboys. Will they be able to go with the flow in this little orgy?"
"I've been fucking them both on occasion this summer and Luna's been fucking Dennis," answered Hannah. "They have respectable dicks, though not in Harry's league, and they don't lack in the enthusiasm department. They're both eager to please. None of you will be disappointed. Also, they were both members of the DA, fought with distinction, and Harry and Neville like them both."
"Fine with me," Ginny said. "Before we go any further you should know that my brother Ron should not be invited. He and Harry and Hermione have fallen out with each other. I won't say why but I can assure you it's irreconcilable, at least for now. Even if that weren't so, I don't intend to suck his wiener in rotation and he won't eat my snatch. In fact, he's likely to cause a scene. I'd love for George to be here, for George's benefit, but same problem. I think we should add Dean Thomas. He shared a room with Harry in the dorms and he's a member of the DA. I don't know anyone he doesn't get on with. That makes five."
"I want to suggest Ernie Macmillan," said Hannah. "He and Harry were friendly, he's a member of the DA, a fellow Hufflepuff, and he'll perform well. Trust me, he's a pleaser too. That leaves the need for an alternate if Granger shows up," Hannah reminded them.
Ginny spoke, "Michael Corner. Cho and I will both recommend him as a good sex partner. He may be a bad loser after a Quidditch loss but he comes well enough equipped and knows how to use it."
"She's right," Cho agreed. "He's still an occasional fuck buddy of mine and a fellow Ravenclaw. He'd be a good alternate."
"All in favor?" A chorus of Ayes followed. "Then the guest list can be fixed as soon as Ginny scares up Hermione," declared Hannah. "Let's discuss the blind auction prizes. George suggested that I prepare mini‑vial samples of my sex potions. Each will be sufficient for five applications. He says it's good marketing. We'll explain on the posters what they are and how to use them. In front of each poster will be two boxes, one marked witches and one marked wizards where the guests deposit their coupons. When all coupons have been spent we'll have a blind drawing from each box and award the prize."
"The more coupons you deposit in a box the greater your chances of winning the prize during the drawing. No one will be allowed to take away more than one prize. If a coupon is drawn matching a current prize winner we'll draw again until we draw someone who hasn't won yet. That way, everyone gets a prize."
"I repeat, by the power of Morgana I swear you're either a pure fucking genius or pure fucking evil," Ginny said.
"All in favor?" A chorus of Ayes followed. "I propose that we appoint a food committee of Luna and Ginny to decide on the menu, to report back to the full committee by tomorrow. Agreed?" Everyone said Aye. "Ok, then we'll need to meet again tomorrow. Is same time same place acceptable?" Everyone nodded. "Then I move that this meeting be adjourned." Again there was unanimous consent.
"Congratulations, everyone. If we pull this off it's going to be the best eighteenth birthday celebration I could ever imagine. I'll probably ask for one when I turn eighteen," Cho declared.
"You're already eighteen, you bint. You're a year ahead of Harry," objected Ginny, "and two years ahead of me. Don't worry, though, you'll be invited to all of our birthday parties."
"Can't blame a girl for trying," Cho confessed.
"I'd love to stay and have one of you initiate me on the fuck‑me rock but I've got potions to brew. Here Luna, I won't need this portkey now. Thank you for inviting us and thank you for all your wonderful ideas. Thank you all," said Hannah.
"Me too. We're all going to be the best of friends from now on and I can't wait to fuck you all," added Cho.
"You're all welcome here whenever you feel the urge," said Luna and Ginny nodded. Hannah and Cho then joined hands and disapparated. Turning to Ginny she said, "Come here, Ginny. I'm horny."
"I'm afraid we don't have time. You and I are going to Shell Cottage." They stood up, joined hands, and apparated to Shell Cottage together." Fleur greeted them with great excitement.
"Luna, my dear child. But you look so much better than last you were here. The summer has been good to you, non? And Ginny, you are too much the stranger also, non? You must come see Fleur more often."
"Yes, Fleur. I am sorry. We're here to ask for your help," Ginny said.
"But, Oui mon amour. How can Fleur help?"
"Harry's birthday is in a few days. We want to invite Hermione to a party we have arranged to celebrate but we don't know where she is."
"Oh, Oui. But she is lodging at the Crowne Plaza Hotel in Canberra. This I know. You must use the muggle device, it is a telephone," Fleur suggested.
"Do you have a telephone?" Ginny asked.
"Non, of course not Mon Cheri. But it is so that Bill can help you. He is working today at the muggle branch of Gringotts, the East End Bank of London. Allow me to take you." Joining hands, which caused Luna and Ginny to feel Fleur's magical allure when they touched her, she apparated them to the bank in London outside Bill's office. Bill's door was open and he was not terribly busy.
"Mon Amour. Why are you all here?" Fleur explained that Ginny asked how to contact Hermione and explained that she was staying at the Crowne Plaza Hotel in Canberra. Bill picked up the receiver of his desk phone and asked his assistant to put through the connection. Minutes later the phone rang and his assistant informed him that he had been put through. He handed the receiver to Ginny.
"Crowne Plaza, Canberra, how may I help you?"
"I would like to speak to a Miss Hermione Granger, please. She's staying at your hotel."
"Yes, mum. I know Miss Granger. I'm afraid she is not here."
"Can you tell me when she'll return."
"No mum, I can't. Oh, but wait a moment. Mister McKenzie is coming through the lobby right now. He's a friend of Miss Granger's. Perhaps he knows when she'll return. Let me call him over."
A few moments of silence passed then a voice came on the line, "Scott McKenzie here. How may I help you?"
"Mister McKenzie, I'm trying to speak to Hermione Granger. Can you tell me where she is or when she'll return?"
"May I ask you to identify yourself and your relationship to Miss Granger?"
"My name is Ginny Weasley. I'm a former classmate of Hermione's. Well, not her class, she was a year ahead of me. But I'm trying to ask her about an important date coming up."
"Can you tell me Miss Granger's full name?"
"Hermione Jean Granger."
"Can you tell me her date of birth?"
"September 19, 1979"
"Well, Miss Weasley, Your friend Hermione is in New Zealand right now and won't return for three days. However, she recently acquired a cell phone and I can share her number with you, if that would be any help."
"Please."
Scott shared the number with Ginny, who wrote it down, thanked him profusely, and rang off. Showing the number to Bill she asked if he could call the number. So he did. The call rang six times then disconnected. "It disconnected, Bill. Please try again." This time the call rang four times and someone picked up.
"Who is this," it was Hermione's familiar voice.
"Hermione, it's Ginny, Ginny Weasley."
"Ginny, do you know it's 2:00 in the morning here in New Zealand?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Hermione. I didn't think. I'm so sorry. But I need to talk to you. It's about Harry's birthday party. There's a lot I need to tell you."
"Meet me at Shell Cottage at 7:00 PM, your time." Then the line went dead.
"Ginny handed the phone back to Bill. We're meeting her at 7:00 PM at Shell Cottage," she said to Luna. "Thank you, Bill. I'm sorry we disturbed your workday."
"You're quite welcome. It's alright."
After checking to see that no one was outside the office, the three of them apparated back to Shell Cottage, and waited. Luna and Ginny spent some time paying their respects at Dobby's grave site. They were surprised to find an ornate marker at the grave site. Apparently, Harry had erected a tall marble sculpture with a perfect likeness of the elf sporting multiple socks and multiple hats. His face was depicted in a joyful smile and his large expressive eyes displayed a sense of personal dignity. It was a moving tribute. The engraving said, "Dobby, a Free Elf – and Harry Potter's Loyal Friend." The girls cried for half an hour, then took a walk together along the shore.
Just before 7:00 PM Hermione arrived. Fleur greeted her warmly and gave her a passionate kiss. Ginny received a similar kiss from Hermione and, to be fair, Luna received another. Sitting down together Hermione wanted to know what their plan was for the party. It required the better part of forty‑five minutes to tell the whole story, including: the pond as the party site, the potions that Hannah invented and would be available as prizes for the contests, the contests they had imagined, the guest list, and an additional description of the fuck‑me rock. When they finished Fleur was working mightily to bring her giggling under control.
"First, of course I intended to return for Harry's birthday. You shouldn't have had any doubts. Second, you've developed an ambitious plan for a party. If it goes off as planed everyone on the guest list will want a party like it for their eighteenth." Hermione was laughing.
"We're very relieved. We wondered whether you would approve or disapprove. So, welcome aboard, Hermione. Also, you're prescient. Cho tried to get a party arranged for her eighteenth but we pointed out that she's already turned eighteen, so we know we're starting something that may become a popular tradition."
Hermione laughed, "So then, Cho's a brilliant slut? I never would have guessed."
"She would probably say bint. But, we would not have guessed the same about you," Luna remarked.
"Here's my suggestion, don't invite the alternate boy on my account. You'll need a referee. I'll be the referee, under the condition that I shall command the attention of every cock in attendance as soon as the blind auction concludes. You can all watch but you can't touch a boy until I'm through with them. After that we can serve lunch, giving the dick owners time to regain their potency, and then the unrestricted games can start."
"We'll need to put it to a vote. There's a meeting of the organizing committee tomorrow. How do we contact you?"
"I'm going to stop by Grimmauld Place as soon as we're finished here. I'll instruct Harry to buy cell phones for all of you. Then we can keep in touch with the benefit of muggle technology. It's called texting. Harry and I, after all, have a foot in both worlds. You two need to come along as well. And tell George to forget the fire whiskey. He's to order from a list of Australian wines I'll send by text once we've connect on the cell phones."
"Ok, I understand," Ginny agreed.
"There's something else we need to tell you," Luna began. "We've all been behaving like a bunch of randy slags all summer and, well, we've all collected a small group of fuck buddies for ourselves. Harry has too."
They were shocked when Hermione admitted, "I've been busy too, but I've discarded a few inadequate dicks along the way. Thank you for telling me. We wouldn't want jealousy or possessiveness rearing their ugly heads and ruining the party. Have you vetted everyone on the guest list in that way?"
"Yes, Hermione, we have. There isn't going to be a problem," Luna assured her. "Although I now wonder if you and Cho might be in competition for the award of chief party slut, or bint as the case may be."
"Don't worry. I'll take care of that," Hermione assured her. "Ok, if that's all settled then I'll get on to Grimmauld Place and order those cell phones. Will you be staying here? Where should he deliver them?"
"Tell him we'll be at my house," Luna answered.
They all hugged and kissed their goodbyes and Hermione left to apparate over to Grimmauld Place. When Hermione entered there was no one in the kitchen but Kreacher. The elf did not like Hermione but he had learned to be respectful when dealing with her. When she asked him where she could find Harry he told her he was in the library. There he was, along with Hannah and Cho. The room had been completely cleaned since last she saw it, everything polished up and looking very inviting. They all were very surprised to see her but Harry was overjoyed. They kissed for a long time.
"I can't stay Harry. I was called back to discuss an important matter with Ginny. And I need you to do something for us as well. But first, what's going on here?"
It took some time to explain. He told her about Hannah's potion making research and that he had granted her privileges in the house as well as a first floor bedroom along with a potions lab on the fifth floor. He also told her about his new owl, Fred. Then he explained that Cho was also doing research and that he had also granted her privileges to the house and library. Finally he took her over to the empty desk and told her that it had been reserved for her personal use and that Hannah would use the second desk, already showing evidence of use.
"Hannah, I understand that you've been very successful making new potions and are in business with George Weasley. I give you a lot of credit for your skill."
"Thank you, Hermione. How did you find out?"
"I met with Ginny and Luna and they told me the whole story and the story about the party. I'll be there, of course. You'll get the story from them when you meet tomorrow."
"Cho, you're even more pretty than I remember. I've been warned that you're going to be the life of this party."
"Aye, lassie. I intend to be just that," she responded.
"Harry, new clothes as well? Tell me about them."
"Let's go upstairs so we don't disturb the research in here," Harry proposed.
When they entered his bedroom he sat her down and told her the whole story about Fanshawe's Men's Fashions, about Pansy, and about Tracey.
"Pansy Parkinson? The Pansy Parkinson from Slytherin who wanted to hand you over to Voldemort? Harry, why should I be telling you that she can't be trusted? You know well enough."
"I promise you that she can be trusted and Tracey too. Once you return I'll bring you down to the shop and you can become reacquainted with them both. But, for now, you're the only one I've told. I think once you see the truth of it I can face everyone else with the truth of it. I'm sure you'll be convinced and you'll be able to back me up. It will make things easier."
"After what we've been through in the war I've developed an acute sixth sense for lies and treachery, and I'm sure you have as well. We both used it many times during the war. If you trust her then it's probably legitimate. I can't wait to meet these two Slytherin bitches. I assume you're fucking them too?"
"It's not like you to be jealous, Hermione. You know where you stand with me."
"I'm not jealous, Harry. When I return I'll tell you what I've been doing this summer. So I can't judge. I only said it because the very idea of you fucking a couple of Slytherin bimbos is not something I ever could have imagined. But you'll be surprised by my stories, too. It seems I have a fetish for the exotic, but that's all I'll say for now. Maybe you have a fetish for the forbidden. You're entitle to your kink if I'm entitled to mine."
Hermione changed the subject. "I'm going to ask you to buy yourself, Ginny, and Luna cell phones and make sure they have them before their second committee meeting tomorrow. The way things are going you might consider getting them for Hannah and Cho as well."
"I already have one. Pansy insisted we need them because the business sells to muggles."
Moving to his desk Hermione wrote her number down on a pad of paper. "This is my number. Put it in your contact list and make sure all the girls have it too. Tell them to text me and identify themselves and I'll store them all in my contact list."
"Can do," said Harry.
"Thank you Harry." Moving in she kissed him. "I want to stay and fuck your brains out but I must get back. I'm going zip lining today. So I'll take a rain check. Does either of those slags downstairs share your bedroom with you?"
"No. They use Hannah's bedroom but it's obvious they're both set up in there together. I have had them in here for recreational purposes but they haven't been invited to move in. I want to expand the room and redecorate anyway so you'll be busy helping me with that project in the future. I want you to move into this bedroom with me."
"Yes to both. Ok, I've got to go. See you in a few days."
"You sure will," Harry agreed.
They went downstairs together and she scooted out the door. It was during times like these that he felt her absence most severely.
Ginny and Luna returned to Luna's house and fell into bed together to relieve some of their sexual frustration. When they were finished they cuddled in the afterglow for a long while and then got up, reluctantly, to work on the food list.
If they did this right, Harry's and Neville's birthday would be an epic event.
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