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The Raven's Amortentia	By : LupinLives Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 13002 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own any aspects of the Harry Potter Universe, nor do I intend to make money from this story. Warning: Plentiful Sexual Content

Chapter List
- 1-Search
- 2-Study
- 3-Seize
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Luna Lovegood sat on her dormitory bed, flipping through Intermediate Charms impatiently as Padma stroked her hair. It was early yet, and the sound of laughter drifted up from the common room below.

“Breathe, will you,” Padma whispered, “You’ve read it all before.”

“Stones shine differently under different stars,” said Luna, refusing to look up. Padma was right of course. Luna had reread the text enough times to recite its helpful hints by heart.

“What you really need is some sleep,” Padma said.

“Sleep?” Luna said, exasperated, “How can I sleep when…if anything goes wrong…what if I can’t freeze her mouth? What then? She screams. What if…”

“Luna,” Padma said, taking her fellow Ravenclaw’s hand, “You have to stop worrying. You’re a brilliant witch.”

“They’re brilliant too,” Luna said.

Padma placed her finger at Luna’s chin and pushed it upwards so that Luna looked up. Luna met the caramel eyes before her. They seemed to glisten in the candlelight that illuminated the room. There was something in the girl’s eyes, something captivating.

“They’re Gryffindoors,” Padma chuckled, smiling, “They haven’t got a chance.”

Her lips met Luna’s. They were soft, sweet.

“Padma, you know they’re not just any Gryffindoors. We’re talking about –”

“I know…I know. But you’re not just any Ravenclaw, are you? I don’t think you are.”

“You’re really too much,” Luna said, but she smiled.

Luna’s body began to relax as her tongue and Padma’s began their daily dance, and, as the bronze girl’s hands cupped Luna’s breasts, the remaining tension disappeared. Padma pushed her friend backwards onto the bed, and Luna let her book topple to the ground.

“I really shouldn’t,” Luna said.

“You’ve studied enough,” said Padma, scooting forward so she straddled the blonde girl below.

“Padma –”

“You need a break.”

They were kissing again, their bodies pressing closely together as piece by piece their uniforms faded away: Padma’s blouse, Luna’s bottoms, Padma’s bra, Luna’s knickers. It did not take long for them to tumble out of Luna’s small bed onto the blue carpets below. The Ravenclaw’s bare bodies melted into each other as Padma reached her hand between Luna’s legs.

Luna bit down on her lip as Padma’s auburn fingers slipped inward. As Luna closed her eyes though she imagined a different set of hands. She moaned as the first tastes of elation flickered across her body. Padma’s tongue replaced her fingers as Luna arched her back with bliss.

Luna rocked her hips as Padma gripped her tight. Luna made no attempt to suppress her moans. She had heard such sounds through her walls for years now. Perhaps as a first year she had pretended they were innocent whimpers, but over time all Ravenclaw’s understood.

Luna closed her eyes. The navy carpet felt rough against her bare skin, but Padma’s beating fingers overwhelmed any discomfort - as they always did. In the ecstatic darkness Luna’s mind began to drift. Panting, Luna sunk into memory.

She sat on the same carpet, fully clothed now, writing a paper for her second year of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Lupin had overhauled the work in preparation for exams, leaving Luna scrawling away far into the night. Luna remembered the door opening, the prefect stepping into her room.

She had been waiting months for the moment, and yet, at the time she had been struck speechless. Luna had seen her reflection in the boy’s badge, seen her startled expression.

“Are you ready to learn?” the prefect had asked.

Luna barely had managed to nod as the broad shape before her began to strip his robes. His flesh had revealed itself quickly to her. His broad shoulders first, then his arms, his legs - finally the piece of the puzzle Luna had longed for the most. Luna remembered him throwing her onto the floor, teaching her slowly at first. As she mastered the basics he showed her knowledge to make her tremble. The lesson had stretched on for hours, until Luna’s tiny body was worn to complete exhaustion.

In the present, that same body shook with orgasmic bliss. Luna opened her eyes and looked at the girl between her legs. Padma smiled, and, gasping for air, Luna returned the grin.

There was a knock at the door, and a moment later it swung open. Luna exhaled as Padma looked up. Luna tried to focus on the scene above her. Two boys had entered the room. Anthony Goldstein stood a few steps behind Terry Boot.

“Not you too,” he groaned.

“What do you want?” Padma snapped.

“Some people would say it’s rude to enter uninvited,” Luna added.

“Shagging,” Terry Boot exclaimed, “Every one in this bloody castle is shagging.”

“Cho and Corner are at it again in our room,” said Anthony, “You can barely think the way they’re moaning each other’s names.”

“Oh Michael, Michael,” Terry said, raising his voice while he rolled his eyes.

“Get out,” said Padma.

“Come off it,” said Anthony, “We can’t stay?”

“We’re in the middle of something,” Padma said. Luna could feel her body dry as the conversation stumbled on.

“We won’t disturb you,” Terry said.

“We’ve got reading to do,” Anthony said, holding up a book.

“This is the quietest room in the – ” Terry began.

Luna shrieked as Padma’s hand quite suddenly reached inside her. She heard Anthony chuckle from above and Terry yelled something.

“Not so quiet now, hmm?” said Padma.

Luna stared at the boys’ bodies above her, really much more her taste. Trying to ignore the steady shudders that Padma was sending down her spine, Luna reached out and tugged at Anthony Goldstein’s leg.

“Come on,” Luna said, through a gasp, “They’ve got a big Quidditch game tomorrow. We should wish them luck.”

“That’s not really why we –” Terry started, but Goldstein was already pulling off his uniform just the prefect had all those many months ago. Padma’s hands slipped away, and Luna looked up to meet her eyes.

Are you sure? Padma mouthed.

Luna responded by pulling Anthony to her level and rolling on top of him. This was the way of knowledge. As one book closed another was to be opened. Wit beyond measure…et cetera.

Goldstein was pushing inside her, smacking her pale skin as it engulfed him. Out of the corner of her eye, Luna could see Padma, her body bend over Luna’s bed, her man mounting her from behind.

The Lion was so inflexible. Brave he might be but on his terms alone. So loyal to his own mates, so unwilling to compromise; How could any creature hope to tame so stubborn a beast?

Padma let out rhythmic moans, and Luna found herself matching them. The boys were laughing at the sound, and Luna watched them exchange enchanted glances. To humor them Luna let her noises grow louder.

“I’m going to fill you up,” Terry groaned from the other side of the room.

“Uh-huh…uh-huh…uh-huh,” Padma answered.

“You ready, Loony,” Goldstein chimed in.

“Can’t you keep it up a bit longer,” Luna teased.

“I’ll do my best, darling,” he said, but Luna could hear the inescapable strain in his voice. Luna dropped her head to the side as the waves pulsing through her body intensified.

Intermediate Charms lay open beside Luna, and Terry’s book was on the floor, not far away. Beside Terry’s manuscript lay the vial, the vial Luna had picked up just months ago, the vial that, beside a few basic charms, would make all the difference.

Luna’s second orgasm raced through her body as Goldstein’s fluids flowed freely. Padma and Terry groaned as well, collapsing onto the floor. Luna cried out in the mess of naked bodies around her, and let the explosions of most sacred knowledge overwhelm her.

Tomorrow was the day.
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