Harry traipsed after her, thankful of the luminous fungi and plants lighting the way. They entered and Harry shook off his robes as Luna pointed her wand at the stove in the lounge slash kitchen of the strange circular staircased home. It roared to life, soon giving off heat to warm them in the cold October night. Harry watched as Luna swished her wand, the bottles flying from her bandolier and off to the lab she'd created. She pulled up a comfortable armchair next to the stove with a flick of her wand, and repeated it for Harry. He sat next to it, warming his fingers. "Thanks Luna." He said with a smile, as she smiled, gazing at him intently. "Do you want a drink?" She said without blinking. Harry went to answer but she swished her wand, two bottles of beer flying from the fridge to rest at their sides.
"Errrrr, thanks Luna." Said Harry, taking the bottle and tasting it. A wizard's brew, it was complex and deep, giving Harry a keen taste of cinnamon and pumpkins, and causing warmth to flow through his body. He watched as Luna did the same, pulling out her blank notebook from earlier while drinking. She summoned a Self-Writing Quill and cleared her throat. "So how did you notice this curse? What were the initial symptoms?" She asked, sipping her beer.
"Thank God." Harry thought. "She wants an interview. I'll answer a bit and then cast the warding spell." He felt a bit more confident now and proceeded. "Well I got after a duel apprehending a straggler. He hit me with a curse but I was checked out by a Healer. Anyway it wasn't until I was home with Ginny that I started having these wild dreams. Then it turned out I'd been uh... humping her in my sleep." He blushed a bit and took a swig of his beer. "Ginny said it influences others? When did she notice?" Harry could feel his insides squirm. The ward's protection was basically gone, and he could feel a tingle creep up his body as he clutched the bottle tighter. "It was when she started getting distracted too much around me. We've always been uhm... amorous? But she couldn't concentrate unless we had sex. At first we thought it was a phase until we noticed that it was increasing in intensity."
Luna nodded and sipped more of her beer. The quill worked away, writing down their conversation. Harry was about to interrupt the very brief silence to tell Luna he needed to cast the warding spell, when she spoke as if she knew he was about to interrupt.
"Thanks for your help with the lilies. They're very interesting plants. They say that they drift up toward the moon where we can't see them anymore, and that their seeds are planted where the moon shines." Harry squirmed a little uncomfortably while Luna told her story. He felt like his blood was heating up. 'Did she always have such plump looking lips?' Harry thought as he watched her tell the story.
"The legend tells that the flowers themselves are what gives us moonlight. It's a nice reminder that things we can't see are still all around us " she said serenely. Harry wondered what her words went, sipping the beer awkwardly as she breathed in deeply. The quill began to take notes. Harry wondered what it could be taking down and then Luna shifted. She kicked off her shoes revealing her socks. They were mismatched, one a fuzzy mauve number, and the other plainly black and white striped.
She took a sip of her beer and placed it next to the chair on the floor. As she rose from her hunch she grabbed the bottom of her jumper and pulled it off, revealing the t-shirt she was wearing below. It was bedazzled with sequins in the shape of a blue cornflower on a yellow background.
Then, Luna daintily crossed her legs and picked her beer back up, glancing at her notebook. "Oh, the spell on this is quite good." She said dreamily. Luna's presumably unintended display had left Harry nervously sipping his beer every few seconds and before he knew it, he was out. Thinking it was the perfect excuse to halt the interview to cast the warding spell, he looked over at the fridge. "I'll just get-"
"Accio beer!" Luna quickly snapped with a flourish of her wand, and a "Mermaid Autumn Ale" flew into Harry's hand. He blinked in surprise and settled back into his chair, almost unnerved by Luna's quick resolution to the situation. "Sorry Harry, I didn't want our chat to stop there." She sighed a little, now slouching sideways in her chair, lounging as she finished her beer, this time wordlessly summoning another. "So how does it make you feel?" Luna said, uncapping her beer and taking a swig as Harry shifted nervously, his jaw pulsing. He decided he had to cast the warding spell. The curse had obviously affected her too much. Using the sleight-of-hand he developed as an Auror and as he noisily opened the beer he muttered the incantation and twitched his wand deftly behind his back.
Luna waited for his answer, sitting up a little straighter. "What was the question again Luna?" Harry asked, holding back his trepidation. She looked at him quizzically. "How does it make you feel? What kind of impulses, emotions, desires?" She asked, as if she'd asked him for a simple shopping list. He swallowed nervously. "Luna, I had to cast a spell to reduce the effect of the curse there. Did you feel that?" Harry nervously scanned her face for an indication he had read the situation correctly.
Luna sipped her beer, gently pressing her lips against the bottle as she did so. Harry could have sworn she almost kissed it as it left her lips. "I did. The feeling was pleasant. Like being wrapped in a hug of deer's fur and pine. It was captivating." She sighed dreamily. Harry's veins throbbed in his neck. Luna, through no fault of her own, was bewitching and alluring to the curse-stricken Harry.
"So I'll need to cast the relief spell and get out of here. Home to... you know." He chuckled nervously. Harry spoke quickly, trying to hide his large bulge as he looked for his robes, standing up.
"Harry." Said Luna firmly, in a tone he had seldom heard her use. "Don't rush. I invited you here. I knew about the curse." Her voice was immediately gentler now, as if trying to soothe him. "It really was captivating. I could... feel your desires. I think if you were more open, you could feel mine." Harry turned to look at her, his hands having dropped to his side, only one clutching his wand. "Is this really what you want?" Harry asked, quietly, as if he was scared to get a response either way. Luna smiled. "As long as we can finish the interview."
"Deal." Harry said, waving his wand and releasing the magical barrier that had severed the curse's intertwinement.
Like a curtain being pulled aside, Harry's overwhelming influence suddenly bathed Luna, causing her to sigh deeply and sink into her chair. Harry nervously sat, one hand shielding his pants-tent.
"Answer the previous one." Luna asked, as if it was a dare. Her eyes drifted along his form as she waited for him to speak.
"It makes me feel like an animal. When I'm around her, my heart beats faster. I undress her with my eyes. Even though I've seen her come in so many ways I just..." Harry took a swig of beer nervously, having subconsciously changed from shielding himself to rubbing himself with his fingers while he talked.
"I imagine and picture all these things we could do. And sometimes I get these images in my head, of what she wants." He swallowed nervously as he realised what he had been doing and stopped. The quill scribbled fiercely even though no-one was talking. Luna looked eagerly at him, her thin pale fingers gripping her knee and beer bottle.
"Let's continue the interview." She said, standing up. She swished her wand, and the chair behind her transformed into a comfortable sofa. "Come." She said plainly as she sank into its comfortable upholstery. As if he were pulled on a wire, Harry rose to his feet and took the quick few steps to the sofa, sinking down across from Luna leaving the middle unoccupied.
By now, the curse was blooming fully, Harry's hijacked magical aura was washing over Luna. She could feel his arousal as if it were a warm breeze. Their magic fluttered together invisibly in the background. "Does it work on me?" She said innocently, squirming her legs slightly. "Can you see what I want?" Luna asked with a heavy breath.
Harry focused. His mind became clouded with torrid images. She had her feet wrapped around his cock as he fired ropes of thick cum onto her toes and stomach. The image shifted, and Harry was pounding her doggystyle while he pulled her hair. It shifted again and he was gently making love to her, their hands clasped together. He stood up, dizzy from the storm of images he just saw. His Gryffindor nerve failed him and he went to leave until Luna grasped his hand.
"Harry." She said firmly. "I can feel what the curse is doing to you. To me." Luna said matter-of-factly. "I want this. Let's relieve these urges together. Ginny said it was okay." Harry sighed in defeat and traveled to his robes. Luna thought he'd rejected her offer until he pulled out a two-way mirror with a shard missing from it.
"Ginny says part of the deal is she can watch." Harry mumbled, looking at Luna with an expression of the utmost nervousness.
The mirror showed only now an image of bubbling foam. It seemed Ginny was already preparing her bath. "Hi Ginny." Luna waved at the mirror. A few rosy fingertips waved back from above.
Harry placed the mirror in the armchair he'd vacated. He thought he was losing his mind. His muscles quivered in anticipation and fear. At his girlfriend's prompting he was about to have sex with one of their closest friends, all with a curse involved. He turned to face Luna, who had taken this time to remove her jeans and t-shirt. She was stunning. Of average build but with a smooth, flat stomach. She had perky breasts, enough to fill a hand. Her body wasn't smooth entirely. He saw that like many wilder witches, Luna eschewed shaving her armpits.
She was wearing see-through black lingerie, and she looked for a moment like every enchanting dangerous witch from fairy tales.
Harry sat down on the sofa, his eyes unable to leave her beautiful form. Luna extended her legs and placed her soft feet in Harry's lap, wasting no time as she began to massage his cock through his trousers. "Take them off please." Luna asked breathily, Harry complying immediately as he pulled his underwear and trousers down to his ankles, kicking them off along with his shoes and socks.
Luna cooed happily as she placed her slightly cold feet, soft and gentle, on Harry's throbbing dick. It looked angry and veiny, oozing a long stream of precum down the shaft. Luna's pale toes gathered it up as lubricant as she began to massage his cock up and down with her feet.
Her fingers crept down her stomach, gently brushing over her pubic mound. Through the translucent material Harry could see she had shaved her blonde hairs into a little strip. Unbidden, images of Harry with his face buried between her legs came to him. Luna's thoughts, not his.
He cast a glance over to the mirror. Despite the distance he could see Ginny's body, though not her face. She was relaxing in the bathtub, one arm cocked up to her face. Harry guessed she was holding the mirror shard, watching them.
Luna was rubbing gentle circles on her pussy through her underwear, moaning softly as Harry shifted his hips gently. She was stroking him faster, from his balls to his tip in fluid motions using the balls of her feet.
"Luna, fuck... oh God." Harry grunted as he clenched his jaw, the blonde witch's skilled ministrations causing Harry to feel incensed with lust. He was reaching his peak quickly, Luna staring at his cock as she stroked it, eyes gazing hungrily.
She lifted one foot and began to stroke her sole over Harry's slick cock head, as the other foot gripped his shaft with her dainty toes and kept jerking him. This was too much for Harry. He gripped the sofa and moaned, breathing heavily as he came. His cock pulsed and his thighs trembled as he shot rope after rope of hot, sticky cum all over Luna's pretty feet. It spattered onto his balls, his groin and his stomach as he gradually finished his explosive climax.
Harry would normally have felt tired, but Luna's inflamed arousal washed over him, magically toying with his senses and causing him to remain hard, his cock only momentarily softening. The blonde witch lifted her feet daintily to her mouth and began to hungrily scoop up Harry's essence with her tongue, kissing her skin as she went. "It's so potent." She moaned.
Harry blinked. "You can taste that?" He asked, bewildered. Luna giggled. "No, magically. It tingles. I could use this for potions." She said as if it was like discussing using salt in a recipe. "Oh uh... really?" He said, staring down at the amount he'd shot onto himself in the process.
"I need more, Harry. Use that curse for me. See my desires." She moaned. She had finished cleaning herself of him, gently waving her wand to, to Harry's disbelief, bottle what had spilled on him.
Harry leaned down across her, taking off his shirt. His hands came up to gently massage her breasts. Luna had a slim figure, with breasts to match. She had a similar body to Ginny, only everything was a bit... higher. A bit more angular, he supposed as he gently bit at her neck. His mind became gently aware of her desires. He allowed them to flow through her until he found one that occurred the most frequently. Luna, gagged and blindfolded being fucked hard by Harry in doggystyle. In the image, she was face down, drooling into her pillow.
Harry rose up slowly, grabbing his wand. He waved it and Luna's bra and pants cut near down the middle, her soft, high breasts revealed. Harry removed her underwear as he leaned in to capture one of her pale pink nipples, sucking on it fiercely as his other hand grabbed his cock, rubbing his swollen head against her hot, wet pussy.
She moaned, running her fingers through his hair. "Harry." She breathed. If their magic was visible, it would have formed a shimmering mist, roiling and mixing of their different colours. He saw her desire. She was bent on all fours, sucking him deeply as he pulled on her hair. He rose to his knees and grasped his cock, waving it gently. Luna's eyelids fluttered and she repeated the vision exactly, getting on her hands and knees and wiggling her plump ass. Harry wrapped her wispy blonde hair into a bunch in his hand and prodded her soft lips with his cock. His precum smeared across her lips as she moaned to open them, swallowing half of Harry's huge cock as he tightened his grip, hissing.
Harry began to thrust softly, Luna sucking as he sawed his cock into her mouth causing her to gag as she felt him prod against her throat. She urged him on, one hand coming up to massage his swollen balls. She gagged as she took him deeper, beginning to fuck her throat as Luna moaned, wiggling her rear faster. Harry felt another rush of her desires. He felt that fiery tingling on her nerves. He felt her desire to please, to worship. Her desire was urgent, ravenous. As he pulled his cock from her throat, covered in her saliva, he knew she had to be fucked.
He grabbed her waist and urged her to turn, Luna complying immediately. "Wait." She said, waving her wand as she thrust her drenched pussy against his cock while she waited to begin. From elsewhere in the house, a strip of black cloth and a black rubber ball gag flew onto the couch.
"I enjoy the deprivation of sensation. It helps me release." She said. Harry grabbed the gag, Luna opening her mouth almost shyly as he placed it in her mouth and fastened it behind her head. He then placed the blindfold on her as she let out a soft moan.
"You tap me four times to stop, okay?" Harry breathed. He turned to look at the mirror. He could see Ginny's hand playing with herself under the water, having turned it so they could see. Luna moaned and nodded, pressing herself against him insistently. Harry gripped his huge, throbbing cock, rubbing it against her entrance slowly, causing her to moan and shove against him, entering her with a groan. He gripped her hips above her arsecheeks hard, pulling her against him as his thick manhood slowly spread her open as he attempted to fit as much as he could on the first thrust.
He stopped around halfway, withdrawing and thrusting back into her, increasing the intensity and power of his thrusts as he buried more of himself in her each time. Soon, Harry's balls slapped up lewdly against Luna's clit, the blonde witch drooling and moaning into her gag as Harry pounded her just like her visions.
"I had no idea you were this kinky Luna." Gasped Harry as he roughly, hungrily thrusted into her again and again. Luna's head swam with visions of Harry cumming. On her face, her arse, her tits, inside her… Luna imagined being buggered by Harry, being tied up and fingered. The witch's mind was aglow in a sea of pleasure, unable to think rationally.
Harry turned to look at the mirror. He could see Ginny's face, contorted in pleasure as she watched them.
The curse's magic flowed and ebbed as both of the sweat-covered, ravenous young lovers neared their peak. Luna came first, howling against the gag as drool dripped down her chin. The sudden increase in wetness as well as a fluttering tightness as Luna came undone drove Harry to climax.
His body tightened as he delivered a few final, powerful thrusts, burying himself deeply in Luna. His cock twitched as he fired his load inside the young witch, filling her up with his virile cum. He pulled his hips backward, the curse's powerful boon to his fecundity meaning that he kept shooting, covering her pale ass in thick ropes of sticky cum. He fell backwards onto his ankles, gasping for breath.
Luna tapped his hand weakly, and he waved his wand to release her from the blindfold and gag. "Are you okay?" He asked softly, stroking her back. Luna gave a weary thumbs up, grabbing her wand and vanishing the cum off her back, but leaving her pussy filled.
She turned to lie on the sofa, ignoring the leaking of semen as she grabbed her beer, swigging it. "That was incredible Harry. Thank you. I'm glad you were so receptive to my tastes. You're rather beautiful." She then looked over to the mirror, where Ginny had placed the shard on the side so they could see her. "And thank you Ginny, for sharing Harry with me." Ginny giggled, Harry quickly casting a charm to make her audible. "That was so hot." She panted. "Thanks for the show. When am I getting him back?" She asked, smirking into the mirror.
Luna turned to smile at Harry, her sweet innocence catching Harry off guard. "There's a few more beers in the fridge. I'd like to repay him for the lily work." Harry swallowed nervously as he heard Ginny laugh. "Good luck Luna, trust me, it hurts after a while."