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Chapter 12: OotP 7: Tragic Events
(young Luna’s thoughts)
{old Luna’s tonghts}
[Selena, Luna’s mom’s thoughts]
~Parseltongue~
“Stupefy!” yelled Draco as Luna rolled off of the top bunk in the nick of time. The sword materialized in her hand as she took stock of her situation. The sheet had slid off of her, but right now, mobility was more important to her than modesty. Draco was on the other side of the bed. Vincent was at the foot of the bed and Gregory was on the same side of the bed as her with a lustful leer on his face. As Luna absorbed a couple of more stunners with her sword, she kicked Goyle in the gonads so hard that his head hit the ceiling. When he came back down, he crumpled like a rag doll, unable to bear weight on shattered pelvic bones. Luna reached under her pillow for her wand and pulled out her mother’s.
[Even better!] thought Selena.
Luna caught Crabbe with a roundhouse kick to the Adam’s apple. She then blocked another curse from Draco as Crabbe began strangling, unable to breath through his collapsed throat. This got Luna in position to stun Malfoy and she did so.
By now, the entire dorm was awake.
“Nothing to see here. Sorry if our scene disturbed your sleep,” said Luna as she waved her wand and her dominatrix outfit appeared on her. As she levitated Draco off to the playroom, she called back behind her: “Could someone get the other two to the infirmary before they die?”
The next day, Harry was just started potions class when Snape asked: “Where are the rest of the Slytherins?”
“Crabbe and Goyle are in the infirmary,” said Daphne Greengrass.
“I see,” said Snape as he stared intently into her eyes.
Harry realized that he must have been using legilimency on her.
“And Where is Mr. Malfoy?” asked Snape.
“He’s still in the Slytherin dungeon, sir.” Replied Daphne.
“Yes, well, tell him that if he misses my class again, points will be deducted,” said Snape.
After class, Harry went to the infirmary to see what really happened to Crabbe and Goyle. When he got there, they were both lying on cots, heavily bandaged. Harry used some legilimency to peek in their minds and see how they had gotten in this condition. When he saw what they had done, he exploded with rage!
~Retexo Severitas!~ hissed Harry as he pointed his wand at the boys.
Instantly, the two boys flew up into the air and hit the ceiling with a splat! Then, they fell back to floor with another splat! Madam Pomfrey rushed out of her office to see what was going on but, by then, Harry was gone. He was running towards the Slytherin dungeon with murderous thoughts directed at Draco Malfoy!
When he got there, he found that he was unable to get in. He tried everything! Bribes, threats, pleas, nothing would get him in. When the door opened to let out Emily Le Strange, a fourth year student, Harry seized the opportunity and raced into the Slytherin common room. Draco wasn’t in there and the students who were in there were too surprised to react, all except Luna.
“Harry? Harry no! Come back!” pleaded Luna has Harry raced into the first door on the right in his search for Draco.
The Slytherin playroom was the kind of sick perverted room Harry would expect the Slytherins to have. It was filled with torture and restraining devices. Draco Malfoy was there, naked, strapped down, bent over a bench. Santorum was running down his legs and a ball gag was in his mouth. Harry walked up
behind him and read the message on his back. It was a rash in Draco’s own handwriting that said:
I’m feeling submissive today. Don’t remove my gag until sundown. After you do, my safe word is “I love Harry Potter”.
To say that Draco Malfoy was having a bad day would be to be putting it mildly. Everybody who held any kind of grudge against him had taken advantage of the opportunity to bugger, peg or torture him. Then, he realized that his worst nightmare had come true. Harry bloody Potter had come to Bugger him!
Harry leaned in and whispered in Malfoy’s ear: “You are one sick fuck! It you ever touch my wife again I will kill you!”
Harry started to walk away until he noticed that every Slytherin in the room, including Luna, were pointing their wands at him.
“You shouldn’t have come in here, Harry,” said Luna. “No outsider is ever supposed to know the secrets of Slytherin House. You have two choices. Either take an unbreakable wizard’s oath here and now that you will never reveal what you’ve learned here or I will obliviate you!”
“I’ll take the oath,” replied Harry.
After he had done so, Luna led him out of the Slytherin dungeon by the hand as the rest of the Slytherins glared at him. After they had made it into the hall, Harry pulled her into a kiss. As their lips parted, Harry said:
“I was so worried about you!”
“I didn’t think you cared,” said Luna.
“I do love you Luna,” said Harry. “I want to remain your husband.”
“Oh Harry!” said Luna as she pulled him into another kiss.
At sundown, Pansy Parkinson was getting tired of Draco’s submissive scene. She took the gag out her master’s mouth.
“Thank Merlin! Now let me go Pansy,” demanded Draco.
“Uh-uh, you’re not going to trick me,” said Pansy. “I still remember how hard you beat me the last time I disobeyed you. I can’t let you go until you give me the safe word.”
“Red! Now let me go, slave!” demanded Draco.
“That’s not it,” replied Pansy. “You’re not going to trick me into releasing you before you’ve said the safe word on your back.”
“BUT I DON’T KNOW THE BLOODY SAFE WORD!” yelled Draco.
“Dracee-poo, I’m tired of this game,” said Pansy as she picked up a magically powered electric cattle prod. “This always works when you want me to give the safe word.”
“Pansy, for the love of Merlin, please don’t!” gasped Draco.
In spite of the loudness of Malfoy’s screams, Pansy was unable to get him to say the safe word, no matter how deeply she inserted it or high she turned up the intensity. After several hours, Pansy gave up and went to bed.
Exactly twenty-four hours after Draco had assaulted Luna, she came to visit him.
“I told you I would do this if you ever came after me again, but you didn’t listen,” said Luna.
“You’ve proved your point,” choked a very horse Draco. “Want do you want?”
“You will take an unbreakable wizard’s oath that you will not try to harm me in any way, ever again,” replied Luna.
“Anything, just let this torture end,” whispered Draco.
A couple of weeks later, during breakfast, the owls brought a letter for Luna.
“Those gits!” exclaimed Luna.
“What’s wrong?” asked Amanda.
“The Ministry shut down the Quibbler!” explained Luna. “They even confiscated the printing press!”
“Why would they do such a thing?” asked Stan.
“’cause dad reprinted the interview with Harry again after they told him not to,” said Luna.
“What is he going to do about it?” said Stan.
“There’s not much he can do without a press,” said Luna. “If only- Wait a minute! There’s an old press at Ravenclaw Tower! I wonder if Harry would let me use it?”
“I would think that Harry would give you anything you asked,” said Amanda. “Since you two made up, you haven’t slept in your bed once.”
“Be right back!” said Luna as she got up from the table and walked over to the Gryffindor table. She came up behind Harry and put her arms around his neck.
“I’d like to see him try and inspect McGonagall,” said Ron. “He won’t know what hit him.”
“Harry honey, do you think that I could use the old printing press in Ravenclaw Tower?” interrupted Luna.
“What do you need it for?” ask Harry.
“The ministry shut down the Quibbler and confiscated our printing press,” explained Luna. “I thought we could get the house elves to print it up for us on that old press we have.”
“I don’t know about that,” said Harry. “You’d have to ask Lady Ravenclaw’s permission. I mean, she has just as much right to decide these things as I do.”
“But, I’m Lady Ravenclaw,” said a bewildered Luna.
“Exactly!” said Harry.
“Oh you!” said Luna as she slapped his chest then kissed his cheek.
(I can’t believe he thinks of me as an equal,) thought young Luna.
[Looks like you picked a good husband after all] thought Luna’s Mother.
“Hang on, what’s this about house elves?” asked Hermione. “Harry, you don’t own house elves, do you?”
“I can see the head! Moo!” said Luna
“Quiet you.” Said Harry to Luna. “Yes Hermione, I do own house elves. But I was planning to set them free next summer.”
“Why wait until then?” asked Hermione.
“There are a lot of them. I’m having uniforms made for them so that they will have something decent to wear,” explained Harry.
“Thank you for coming,” began Professor Scrimgeour. “I see we have some new faces. Welcome to the Junior Aurors. As many of you are no doubt aware, I have recently been appointed the very first Hogwarts High Inquisitor. As a part of the Ministry’s effort to reform Hogwarts, you will all be given some inquisitorial powers. Specifically, you will all, even those of you who are not prefects, have the power to give or deduct house points and assign detentions. I will rely on each of you to be my eyes and ears as we root out all potential Death Eaters at the school. Together, we will put a stop to the return of he-who-must-not-be-named hoax once and for all!”
One morning Professor McGonagall came into the 5th year boys’ room.
“Wake up Mister Weasley”
“Just five more minutes,” protested Ron. “OW!”
“Now Mister Weasley!” said McGonagall in her more stern voice. “I expect you to be dressed and down in the common room in five minutes. The same applies to both of you Mr. and Mrs. Potter.”
“We’ll be right down,” said Luna through the curtains.
Luna had to shadow walk back to the Slytherin dorm in order to get clothes to wear. When she, Harry and Ron went down to the Gryffindor Common room, Fred, George, Ginny and Hermione were waiting for them.
“I’m afraid I have some tragic news for you,” said McGonagall. “Mister Arthur Weasley’s body was found in the Ministry this morning. Your father is dead.”
Authors note: Many of you are probably thinking that owning a dominatrix costume is out of character for Luna. It is for both Old Luna and her mom. Young Luna/Composite Luna has, however, been in Slytherin for more than three years. She, like all the Slytherin girls, does indeed own a dominatrix costume. It is very revealing and kinky looking. But, since it is Luna’s dominatrix costume, it is quite different from the usual look these kinds of garments have. Feel free to speculate as to its’ appearance in your reviews.
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