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Drawing Down the Moon	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 13286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Drawing down the Moon
Pairing: Luna x O.C. main, drarry, and rev/snupin
Fandom: Harry Potter
Summary: Artemis Prince is two years younger then Luna Lovegood and has always been drawn to the strange girl. Finally, Luna has decided that Hermione Granger will never love her back. To her surprise, the firstborn daughter of her former professors Remus and Severus, Artemis is in love with her. She finds the raven-haired young woman incredibly beautiful and decides to court her.
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Chapter 12

While Luna didn’t have a mother and she wasn’t close to her Greengrass cousins through her mother Demeter’s twin Aurora Greengrass, but that didn’t mean that some well-meaning relative wasn’t taking over their bonding.

In fact, it was Narcissa Malfoy, a distant cousin by marriage to her father Xenos who also happened to be Artemis’ godmother that took over the planning of their bonding.

Not that Luna minded, between her Wizengamot and Governor’s duties as well as her responsibilities to The Quibbler, she didn’t have a lot of free time.

They made two requests, that is be small with family only and Nemia providing the entertainment.

Hopefully, they weren’t too disappointed…

XooooooX

Despite having only courted since Artemis was a Fifth Year, the more time Luna spent in her company, the more sure that she was that Artemis was The One; the soulmate that a Ravenclaw descendant only met once in a lifetime.

So, the closer their planned Solstice Bonding came. the more settled Luna felt.

Then again, this was the Solstice after Artemis graduated and four months after beginning her potions apprenticeship to Draco.

It would be a three-year apprenticeship and after that last year, Artemis would be sharing duties as one of the two assigned Potions professors at Hogwarts.

It wouldn’t be until after Artemis finished her apprenticeship that they could discuss a child.

It was harder for witch couples to conceive and took serious effort on both parts unless a family member; usually a brother contributed a semen sample.

Considering that Luna’s family was entailed upon female offspring, any daughter that was both of theirs bloodwise be would preferably.

Luna had no siblings, especially no brothers and using Harry’s would be awkward for either herself or Artemis…

XooooooX

Artemis had not been chosen as Head Girl, and Nemia hadn’t either. Despite passing her OWLS, Nemia didn’t have the marks or the attendance.

Rather Head Girl had gone to Luna’s cousin Asteria Greengrass, who was shockingly a Ravenclaw not that either sister minded. They would leave the possibility up to their brothers…

Artemis had finished her Seventh Year after taking her NEWT exams and it was now Graduation.

They were graduating on Saturday the sixteenth of June at eleven o’clock.

Luna was of course out in the audience with their parents, brothers, Draco, her nephew and their nieces.

Artemis was nervous…

They were to be called out by Marks and of course, despite not being Head Girl, Artemis was top of their year.

Thankfully, no one was asking for a speech.

Like they had prior to the Sorting they wore plain black robes without House Emblems, yet they had Hogwarts’ coat of arms instead because now they were to be alumni rather than Slytherins or Gryffindors.

It was over all too soon in Artemis’ opinion…

School had been difficult in some ways, while Artemis wouldn’t miss being a student, she was somewhat looking forward to being Draco’s apprentice.

XooooooX

They were engaged and Artemis had spent most of her summer holidays with Luna at Ravenworth minora.

Now they were to return to Hogwarts for Artemis to begin her apprenticeship.

They would be sharing a staff apartment in the dungeons, not far from where Draco and Harry had theirs.

Their Papa was now Headmaster, leaving Draco the official Potions Master and Head of Slytherin.

Harry had his career as a Seeker cut short, he did finally receive a clean bill of health from Adrian but he primarily only flew for the National team or Puddlemere during the finals for either the UK cup or the World Cup.

The rest of the time he was playing papa to her nieces Ariana and Aster or apprenticing to Professor Flitwick to teach Charms.

Harry was born to be a papa, he just hadn’t planned on it being so soon.

Luna hadn’t exactly planned on being a surrogate mum either but like Harry, she wouldn’t change anything.

Artemis in her arms every night, gaining confidence in herself and lately there were few who dared called her Ice Queen and seeing her open her heart was worth it.

Luna was very much looking forward to the day that Artemis would become Consort Artemis Lovegood.

XooooooX

The day of their bonding arrived.

Artemis was surprised to wake up at her fathers’ home Wisteria rather than the castle.

Luna was absent as well.

An elf appeared, “Miss Luna be sending you this.”

“Thank you.” Artemis said shakily, peaking into the box to find a Celtic and moon-themed circlet.

“Ari!” Nemia popped into her room all smiles.

“Mia…”

They had grown apart somewhat after being Sorted into ‘rival Houses’ but when they were alone, it was like nothing changed.

If one ignored the pain behind Nemia’s eyes, the loss of Dennis had broken something inside her and even Dion couldn’t truly heal it.

“Aunt Cissa is coming; we’re taking you to Paris!”

Artemis groaned inwardly, while she had inherited Aunt Cissa’s fashion sense and Aunt Annie’s reticent but still intimidating mannerisms along with her papa’s potions skill; she despised going out in public especially where there were crowds.

Nemia bustled Artemis into clothes before dragging her to the floo where they met Aunt Cissa.

They arrived at Henri Fontaine’s hair salon in Celestine’s where they usually did their shopping.

Celestine’s was the place for witches to shop and Aunt Cissa always ensured that they had the very best. For school robes, it was Madam Malkin’s but for clothes it was Celestine’s.

Artemis had drifted a little apart from her twin since they were Sorted into rival House but seeing Nemia happy for her made her worry less

Aunt Cissa and Henri argued over the ‘perfect hair’ for her, while claiming indifference would result in a lengthy lecture that she didn’t care for, Artemis didn’t mind claiming that she trusted Aunt Cissa’s judgment but she did shyly request that they incorporate the circlet from Luna.

One of Henri’s assistants was seeing to Nemia’s hair and make-up, leaving her godmother’s own stylist to ensure that Artemis was ‘magnifique’.

While Artemis had learned fashion and style at Aunt Cissa’s instruction, she wasn’t really as obsessed with it as her godmother would prefer. Artemis perfected to be stylish and comfortable but not at the crack of fashion. Her fiancée Luna had a unique style when it came to her everyday attire but when it came to events such as graduation, their engagement or dates Luna had more conventional clothing choices.

Once her hair and make-up were finished and set, Artemis found herself spelled into her dress. It was silver and black…

Her godmother gave her a sad smile, “Those are the same colours in my dress but they are differently styled.”

It didn’t take long for Aunt Cissa’s hair to be set, apparently she and Henri came to an agreement ages ago.

Once Aunt Cissa and Nemis were declared ready and spelled into their dressrobes for Artemis’ bonding, the three witches flooed to Ravenworth Mejora where all bondings were to take place for Luna’s family.

Her betrothed’s Aunt Aurora and Greengrass cousins likely hadn't had much input on their bonding ceremony.

Luna had asked Artemis’ papa and Aunt Cissa to bond them.

Their dad met them at the floo and squeezed her hands when Aunt Cissa stopped him from hugging her because he would crush her dress. Unfortunately, he couldn’t kiss her cheek or hair for fear of smudging her make-up of mussing her hair up.

Artemis stood there nervously, the black silk bodice to her bonding dress that hugged her bosom was covered in diamonds. Making it appear silver in an illusion while the silk wrapped around her torso almost as form-fitting as a corset . Her skirt was A-lined and made up of black, white and silver tulle that hung over a silk underskirt.

The dress had been a gift from her godmother but the earrings and bridal necklace were a loan.

A silly Muggle tradition that had come from Uncle Ted’s family: something old (Luna’s family circlet), something new (her dress), something borrowed (the jewellery), something blue (the garter) and a silver sickle (rather than a six-pence) in her black and silver shoes.

Aunt Cissa slipped away to join papa and led Nemia away as well.

Dion was likely with his Uncles Colin and Seamus as well as his cousins Colm and Cieran.

The ballroom was decorated with silver and white, as if graced with snow.

Papa and Aunt Cissa who stood at the altar turned together and held their hands out in welcome.

"As those blessed with magic, we do not have a physical structure as the churches of our Muggle Kindred with whom we share this land. We create a Circle, which through our magic and blessing becomes our sacred Temple to the Elements. The Earth is the floor, the stars are the roofs, and all of Nature becomes our witnesses.” Aunt Cissa announced.

Papa continued the greeting. “We also have when possible all guests either seated or standing in a circle around the sacred area, creating a sense of theatre. Guests are usually asked to bring bells with them. Guardians of the Four Quarters Air, Fire, Water and Earth join us here to celebrate the Bonding of my eldest daughter to the witch who captured her heart."

"Guardians of the East, Powers of Air; you who are thought and the wind upon my face. Winged eagle of the skies who is the morning breeze and the wrath of storms, I call upon and invite your presence to witness this rite." Her brother Harry said with a grin holding an eagle's feather.

Luna had quite chased away all of Artemis’ former jealousy so she didn’t mind at all, that Hermione was part of their bonding.

It was Hermione who holding a flaming ruby in her hands, "Guardians of the South, Powers of Fire, you who are passion and the hearth. Great Snake that lives within the coals of the home fires as well as wild fires; I call upon and invite your presence to witness this rite."

It was also the closest that Hermione would get to Harry’s bonding, not that anyone would say something like that since the healer had been Imperioed to be awful to her big brother.

Nemia grinned at her, "Guardians of the West, Powers of Water, you who are emotions and pure love. Gentle Dolphin of the waves who is the morning dew, and the torrential rains, I call upon and invite your presence to witness this rite." In her hands she held an abalone shell as she faced the West.

Draco chuckled, "Guardians of the North, Powers of Earth, you who are the stabilizer and nurturer. Powerful Buffalo who paws the ground and stands solid as the mountains, I call upon and invite your presence to witness this rite." He held a crystal toward the north.

Luna stood under an Arch created like a rainbow, the Arch of 7 Blessings waiting for Artemis, when their papa Severus spoke, "My daughter’s betrothed stands beneath the arch of Seven Blessings," each one glowing as it was named even as Artemis advanced led in by Remus, "Purple to bless their souls, dark blue to bless their dreams; light blue to bless them with harmony; green to bless them with Love; yellow to bless them with strength and courage; orange to bless them with fertility,” He looked at Artemis as Remus placed her hand in Luna’s before continuing. "and red to bless them with passion and commitment."

Artemis couldn’t imagine feeling more content then right now…

Staring into Luna’s black pearl eyes, Artemis almost didn’t hear anything her godmother or papa said.

Until her papa called her name, “Artemis?”

She blinked, “Yes?”

“Repeat after me, Beloved I seek to know of you and ask those that came before us that I be given the Wisdom to see you as you truly are and to love you as a mystery. I will take joy in you, I delight in the taste of you. To me you are the whispering of the tides, the seduction of Summer’s Heart. You are my friend; you are my lover. Grow old and wiaw with me and I’ll the same with you. The Life before us is one of Rainbows and Sunsets, and a willingness to share those things of sadness. I love you, I adore you. I was to spent the rest of my life with you and beyond that if I may!”

Artemis blushed, almost whispering the words.

Luna held her hands tighter, repeating the vow.

“It is the Prince tradition to have a handfastening included.”

Artemis arranged their hands in an infinity symbol, right hand clasping right hand and left hand clasping left hand.

Artemis’s papa nodded in approval, “By knot of one, the spell’s begun.”

A silver cord appeared to tie their hands together.

Aunt Cissa was radiating pride, ‘By knot of two, it binds the two.”

This cord was light blue.

“By knot of three, all Truths shall be.” Papa continued.

His next cord was dark blue.

“By knot of four, it opens Love’s door.” Aunt Cissa continued the chant using a green cord.

“By knot of five, combined you’re Alive.” Artemis’ papa used a red cord this time.

“By knot of six, your souls I mix.” Aunt Cissa declared as she tied them together with a purple cord.

“By knot of seven, as now so in the beyond.” Papa seemed content that Artemis had found her happiness as he bound them with an orange cord this time.

“By knot of eight, you have sealed your fate.” Aunt Cissa didn’t make that sound very ominous as she tied them with a yellow cord.

Papa had the last knot, “By kot of nine, sealed love by divine wind.” After tied then with a golden cord, then he gestured for Harry and Nemia to step forward.

It might be cruel to have her essentially widowed twin as her witness but Artemis knew that Nemia would have been more crushed to be passed over for another.

While Luna could have asked Hermione, letting her ex-crush call in an element was almost too much to ask Artemis. So instead, she’d asked Harry who had agreed immediately.

For all his hurt by Hermione’s defection, he still cared about his old friend in a small corner of his heart. So he was grateful that Luna had proved she was essentially innocent even if she’d nearly cost him his life and his daughters.

Nemia slipped the ring that Artemis had chosen on Luna’s finger, “Take care of her…”

Luna nodded, “Always.”

Harry placed Luna’s ring on Artemis’ finger, “I’m so happy. You’ve always had a fondness for Luna and I’m pleased to see you bonded to the witch you love.”

A tap and the bonding cords sunk into their skin leaving a glowing mark like bracelets on both wrists.

Aunt Cissa spoke first, “By the Giving of these Tokens of your Love for one another, so at your lives interlaced. What one experiences, so must the other. As Honesty and Love build, so will your bond strengthen and grow. The Circle is perfect figure without beginning or end that has no area of weakness. It is a symbol of the cycle of life; birth, death and rebirth. This shall serve as a physical reminder of your vows as well as that all things begin, end and begin again as the Ancient Ones decree. These rings shall serve to remind you that live goes on and that these moments pass. When you are engulfed in anger or in sadness, look to your hand and remember, that the wheel turns ever onward and it is love that turns the wheel.

“Onto each other’s hands lies your ring, there is a lesson in both the hand and the ring. The ring is worn of the fourth finger; in Numerology, the number four stands for steadiness and endurance. The circle itself is all-encompassing and inclusive. Your hand opens to both receive and give, clenches in frustration and anger, holds and sooths in times of sadness and clutches in fear. With this hands are cities and sandcastles made, music played and poetry written. Into these hands is life given and from these hands it is taken.” Papa seemed to be struggling to hold in his emotions.

Aunt Cissa continued to give him time to compose himself, “All actions of your hand move in sympathistic rhythem with the Wheel of Life and with your Destiny. Pleasure, Pain, Creation, Destruction, Giving and Receiving are all within the power of your hand. As the Ring Symbolises the cycle, so does the hand symbolise the power of actualization and creation. Let this ring remind you of the many turns of the Wheel through which you and your love shall pass. May everything that is touched by your hand, also be touched by love. So mote it be!”

Their guests and Artemis’ papa echoed, “So mote it be!”

“May I present for the first time Madam Luna Lovegood, Chatelaine of Hogwarts and her consort, Lady Artemis Lovegood.” Aunt Cissa turned them to face the guests after separting their laced hands to place Artemis’ right hand in Luna’s left and sprinkled rose petals over them. “Love one another, but make not a bond of love. Let it be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill one another’s cup, but drink not from the same cup. Give one another of your bread, but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and joyous, but let each of you be alone. Even as the string of the lute quiver with the same music are alone. Give your hearts but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of life can contain your hearts. Stand together but not too near, for the pillars of a temple stand apart. Just as the oak and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadows.”

Luna finally pulled Artemis into her arms, kissing her soundly to the anthem of whoops, cheers, clapping and casting multicolour sparks with their wands.

Artemis had been dreaming of Luna’s kisses all day…

They were beyond her imagination.

The kiss finally broke and Artemis found herself embraced first by her fathers and then her godmother.

Nemia threw herself into Artemis’ arms while Luna was welcomed to the family and then it was Harry and Draco’s turn but seeing as they had a twin each themselves, it was a less enthusiastic hug compared to Nemia’s.

Eventually, the congratulations died down and Luna invited their guests to join them for a celebratory meal.

Waiting for them were baked brie tarts with nuts topped with a variety of jams and pear slices. Also expresso mugs filled with a variety of soups. Roasted winter vegetables and a hot chocolate bar, individual crudites and mini chocolate cakes in soufflé dishes served with fruit and cream. There was a fruit and cheese buffet along with a selection of bread, fruit and nuts.

Luna and Artemis nibbled as well, while they allowed their guests to congratulate them again as they mingled.

Dress crushing was forgotten as Artemis pressed against Luna’s side.

Eventually they were summoned to actually eat.

Artemis was grateful she was right-handed so she could eat without having to let go of Luna’s hand.

When the actual speeches began, it was illuminating…

Nemia had written them a song, which she sang with accompaniment from Aunt Cissa. The song was also recorded onto a record as a wedding gift, which Luna and Artemis promised to cherish.

Artemis threw her bouquet only to have it caught by one of Luna’s Greengrass cousins.

Immediately afterwards, Luna led Artemis to the centre of the dining room ahead of their table to a silk-covered chair.

Shyly, Artemis pulled her skirt up enough for a smug Luna to dive underneath it.

Luna found the blue and silver garter, removing it teasingly slow with her teeth until she reached Artemis’ ankle. Then she removed it properly…

Only to toss it behind her where it was caught by her cousin Maia’s betrothed Hippolyte Flitwick which resulted in a demure kiss.

Aunt Cissa announced that she and Uncle Lucius were sending them to Fiji for their honeymoon and that they were already packed.

Artemis burst into happy tears, a romantic tropical island for their honeymoon?

Luna thanked her bonded’s godparents before soothing Artemis.

Eventually their guests left after congratulating them once more.

Leaving the newly bonded pair alone in Ravenworth mejora.

A kiss as they portkeyed with baggage in-tow had them arriving in a private cabin near the water, set off from the others. There was a beach not far from them either.

Artemis found herself dressed only in her babydoll chemise, garterbelt, stockings and knickers.

Luna likewise found herself wearing only the same but in different style.

For some reason, their wedding dressrobes, circlets and shoes were left at Ravenworth Mejora.

Aunt Cissa likely did this…

Artemis let out a squeak as Luna pulled her close and snogged her.

Their lace-covered breasts and silk stockinged legs rubbing together.

Luna eventually broke the kiss to carry Artemis deeper into their honeymoon cabin and laid her on the bed before lying beside her.

Artemis moaned as their snogging resumed, with her bonded’s hands caressing her lace-covered breasts.

Eventually, the babydoll chemise was stripped away leaving Artemis only in her lace knickers, garter belt and stockings.

Luna kissed Artemis deeply even as she kneaded her breasts, her beloved was so lovely.

Despite having Luna touch her this way before, tonight was different…

Artemis let Luna do as she wished, her wife knew how to please her and what felt good.

Eventually, Luna moved to lick and suckle Artemis’ breasts while caressing her sides.

Then a hand slid down Artemis’ body to cup her mound, using those lace knickers to tease her.

Artemis gasped, “Luna…”

“Mmm… yes Artemis?”

“Inside…” her voice almost inaudible.

“Alright…” the lace knickers were thrown away and soon Luna’s hands were spreading her thighs. Thumbs spread her vaginal lips and Luna was licking her most intimate place.

Artemis writhered, clutching the silk sheets and moaning.

“So sweet like honey…touch your breasts for me…”

Artemis had gotten better about her body’s sexual needs but she preferred Luna to take the dominant role in bed.

Luna suckled on her clit and tongue-fucked Artemis’ pussy before wiggling in a finger and immediately began stroking her lover’s g-spot.

She fingered Artemis, slowly preparing her while sucking on her clit.

Artemis tried to keep touching her breasts while Luna filled her with her fingers.

Eventually, Luna nipped her clit before pulling away.

“Artemis…I have two toys for us… the vibrating Wee-doe and the self-thrusting double end…”

“Wee-doe…” Artemis gasped.

“Alright…” Luna summoned the sex toy.

Artemis had only had Luna’s tongue and fingers before, this was the first time she would have more.

Luna groaned as she pushed the small vibrating bulb into her own pussy.

Luna looked different with the toy inside her and the phallic end hanging almost obscenely between her legs.

“Are you okay with this?”

Artemis blushed, nodding but mistrusting her voice.

“Quick or slow babe…how do you want to be fully mine?”

“Immediately?” Artemis blurted out.

Luna licked her lips, moving to snog her wife as she rocked the vibrator against her clit and pussy.

Artemis moaned into the kiss, rubbing herself against the vibrator only gasp when the tip slid inside her.

“Still want me claim you quickly…” Luna asked, letting the wee-doe stay where it was.

“Yes…” Artemis gasped out.

“Hold onto me Artemis…” Luna ordered.

Artemis wrapped her arms around Luna kissing her eagerly, only to nearly come to tears.

Luna bucked her hips once, thrusting deep into her Artemis’ and pushing through the slight resistance. Growling, “Mine…” when their pussies met.

Artemis clung to Luna kissing her eagerly as her body adjusted to the feel of something so deep inside her and vibrating.

A few minutes after Luna thrust into her, her older lover began to rock her hips slowly.

Her inner walls had always been sensitive but having something so big and vibrating, brought her close but it was Luna pinching her clit that pushed Artemis over the edge.

Luna made slow tender love to Artemis for the most part until they both passed out.

This was only the beginning of their bonded life after all.

XooooooX

Luna woke up to her arms full of Artemis…

They bathed together and shared breakfast of toast, fresh fruit and tea before Luna dressed them both in their bikinis to Artemis’s embarrassment only for her consort to be tackled into the sea by the chatelaine herself.

Artemis sputtered only to find the sea was quite warm and safe…

They exchanged salty kisses, with Luna caressing Artemis’ body that was clad in classy but scanty swimwear.

Artemis was taken aback when Luna’s fingers plunged into her pussy.

They swam closer to the shore while Luna teased and touched her brazenly while drinking in her moans as they kissed.

This would be an interesting honeymoon for the eccentric Madam Lovegood and her shy consort.

XooooooX

The third night of their honeymoon Artemis was whisked out of their cabin to a fancy restaurant at the resort.

They were wearing matching dresses that clung to their swiftly tanning bodies; Artemis’ was white and Luna’s a temptress red.

They walked in side-by-side.

Artemis had a blushing shiver pass through her when Luna introduced them as Madam Lovegood and Consort.

They were greeted with enthusiasm and escorted to a patio table in a secluded corner that overlooked the beach and the water.

Artemis was too shy to order and let Luna do the talking…

They had a lovely wine and fish entrees as well as fruit for an appetizer.

They headed back to their cabin where Luna convinced her tipsy wife to a sixty-nine.

Luna loved using oral on Artemis, but getting it was even better…

XooooooX

Their honeymoon eventually drew to a close…

Artemis was sad to have to leave but she had to resume her apprenticeship with Draco after all…

They kissed as they portkeyed back…

Artemis didn’t mind being practically apparated to their bed in Ravenworth minora where Luna used a spell to undress them and buried her face in Artemis’ pussy.

They’d had more sex the last few weeks than ever before, Luna had only brought two sex toys with them and Artemis had experienced both. Yet nothing compared to Luna’s mouth, tongue and fingers.

Luna definitely was of the opinion that she preferred Artemis naked in her bed…

That didn’t mean that she didn’t enjoy fingering Artemis into a climax in the sea, the bath or on the beach.

Being bonded meant that there would hardly be a night when Artemis wasn’t in her bed.

Artemis was definitely going to take full advantage of that…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
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