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Fic for FloraHart!
TO: FloraHart
FROM: selinakyle47
TITLE: Method to Her Madness
PAIRING: Harry/Luna
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: Luna shows her support for Gryffindor in a rather unusual manner.
WARNINGS: None
DISCLAIMER: Only playing with Ms. Rowling’s toys. I promise to put them back when I’m done.
AUTHOR NOTES: Not quite as smutty as I had wanted. Hope it still works. Thanks to C for the beta and to Tarie for her infinite patience.
“Everyone got that?”
Harry Potter stepped back from the blackboard and turned around. Six faces stared back silently at him, grim determination etched into every single one. He nodded. “Right then. Let’s go.”
In a flurry of red and gold, the Gryffindor team picked up their brooms and began to make their way out of the changing room. Everyone that is, except for Harry. Instead of joining them, their captain slumped down on a bench, his head hanging low as he contemplated the team’s chances for today’s match. Despite the earlier show of bravery and fortitude (as was expected of him), there was no getting around the fact that they were going to get slaughtered today.
“Aren’t you coming, Harry?” He looked up and saw Ginny Weasley standing a few feet away, a concerned expression on her face.
“Yeah, just give me a moment. Can you take the rest of the team through warm-ups?”
“Aye, captain!” Ginny gave him a cheerful salute before bouncing out the door, her bright hair waving behind her like a banner. “Don’t be so negative. Maybe we won’t lose by much,” she called over her shoulder before disappearing from his view. Harry smiled in spite of himself; her enthusiasm was nearly contagious. Too bad it wasn’t enough to make up for the fact that nearly all positions were filled with reserves, thanks to Ron Weasley. Those unlucky enough to share his bag of Peppermint Toads (a before-match treat) were currently stuck in the hospital wing, puking their guts out every half hour.
Harry sighed in resignation. He would simply have to catch the Snitch before Hufflepuff got too far ahead. He was about to get his arse off the bench when the door creaked open.
“Luna? What are you doing here?”
Luna Lovegood glided into changing room, a dreamy smile on her face. “Just wanted to wish you luck, Harry. I heard about the Peppermint Toads.” She shook her head as she approached him. “They must’ve come from South America. They’re nastier than the ones grown locally, you know.”
Harry tried to hide his irritation. The last thing he needed right now was a lecture on the care and keeping of South American sweets. “Can I help you with anything?” he asked pointedly.
“Actually,” Luna dropped to her knees in front of him and placed her hands on the inside of his thighs. Her eyes gleamed with purpose. “I thought you could use my help.”
He frowned in confusion. “Uh…Luna?”
To his intense shock, she began to calmly unzip his trousers.
“Luna?! What the h-” He tried batting her hands away but it was no use; she’d already pulled his cock out, her slender fingers slowly caressing him to hardness.
“You need this, Harry, if you want to win the match.”
Mesmerized by the motion of her hand, Harry could only protest weakly. “But Luna-”
“Shhh, Harry.”
Before he could stop her, Luna leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. She sucked on the tip, slowly drawing him inside her warm mouth.
“Oh God,” he groaned with pleasure, “That feels so good.” With her mouth full of cock, Luna beamed up at him, quite delighted with his response. She licked around the head of his cock then slid her lips up and down his length, dragging her teeth lightly against the velvety skin.
His fingers tangled in her hair as he urged her to go faster. He was very nearly there-
The sound of footsteps rapid approaching interrupted them. Quickly, Luna pulled back and stuffed his still-hard cock rather forcefully back into his trousers.
“Ow! Hey!” Wincing in pain, Harry grabbed his broom and placed it between his thighs in an attempt to hide his erection. Luna rose from her kneeling position just as Ginny burst through the door.
“Harry! We need you out-”
She blinked in surprise. “Oh. Hi, Luna. What are you doing here?”
“Just giving Harry some last minute advice.” Luna calmly brushed the dust from her robes. “Well, I’m off.” She patted Harry’s shoulder and walked out of the changing room as if nothing had happened. Ginny then turned to Harry, an inquiring look on her face.
“Don’t ask,” he grumbled as he limped past her.
***
Despite his rather painful and awkward condition, Harry was able to locate the Snitch in record time, allowing Gryffindor to win the match just as Luna predicted. However, the win did nothing for his dark mood and he was eager to take care of things as soon as possible.
“We’re going up to the hospital wing to celebrate. Are you coming?”
“I…think I’m just going to stay here for a while. Plan some new training drills, take some notes while it’s fresh in my mind, that sort of thing.” He waved the rest of the team out of the changing room. “You guys go on.”
Everyone did as he requested except for Ginny, who merely sent a raised eyebrow in his direction. Harry shifted awkwardly under her gaze but said nothing. Finally she shrugged her shoulders and left to join the rest of team. “Don’t stay too long, Harry!” she warned him as she ran out the door.
Once the changing room was blessedly empty, Harry wasted no time fishing his achingly stiff cock out of his trousers. He was thankful that the pain didn’t distract him during the match and now he was looking forward to good, long wank. Before he could even give it one good pull, the door burst open, nearly sending him into the air.
“What do you want now, Luna?” he gritted out through tightly clenched teeth.
Luna tilted her head to one side as she took in the situation before her. “There’s no need for that, Harry.”
“No need? No need??” He was practically roaring at this point. “It’s because of you that I’m in this fucking state!”
“You won the match, didn’t you?” she pointed out, seemingly unruffled by his burst of anger.
He had to give her that. “Well, yeah.” Harry frowned at her. “So?”
“I’ve read that Muggle athletes abstain from sex before matches in order to be competitive.” At his blank look, she continued. “I thought a more potent form of sexual frustration might be useful in your case.” She nodded sagely.
Harry sat back down. There was no use trying to make sense of her logic. “Just leave me alone, okay? I really need to take care of this.”
A soft rushing sound made him look up. To his surprise, Luna stood naked in front of him. “I meant, I could take care of that for you.” She bent down and captured his mouth in a swift, hard kiss, her tongue slipping inside to tangle against his. Her hard nipples brushed enticingly against him as she climbed into his lap and grasped his cock tightly.
“Ready, Harry?” Luna whispered against his ear as she took his hands and wrapped them around her waist. With the tip of his cock pressing into the wet heat of her cunt, Harry could no longer hold back and pulled her down roughly onto him. Luna breathed sharply at the intrusion, but shook her head when he looked with concern into her pale eyes. “I’m okay.” She squeezed tightly around him, silently urging him to go on. It only took a few more ragged thrusts before he spilled inside her, burying his howl of release against her damp neck.
“I’m sorry, Luna,” he whispered against her heated skin.
“Whatever for?” she asked in her usual serene manner..
“Well, you know…it was rather quick,” he confessed, rather embarrassed by his lack of control (even though it was technically her fault).
“Not to worry, Harry,” Luna said brightly, patting his shoulder comfortingly. “I’ve heard that the best remedy for that is constant practice.” She reached down and grasped his cock firmly. “Why don’t we start now?”
FROM: selinakyle47
TITLE: Method to Her Madness
PAIRING: Harry/Luna
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: Luna shows her support for Gryffindor in a rather unusual manner.
WARNINGS: None
DISCLAIMER: Only playing with Ms. Rowling’s toys. I promise to put them back when I’m done.
AUTHOR NOTES: Not quite as smutty as I had wanted. Hope it still works. Thanks to C for the beta and to Tarie for her infinite patience.
“Everyone got that?”
Harry Potter stepped back from the blackboard and turned around. Six faces stared back silently at him, grim determination etched into every single one. He nodded. “Right then. Let’s go.”
In a flurry of red and gold, the Gryffindor team picked up their brooms and began to make their way out of the changing room. Everyone that is, except for Harry. Instead of joining them, their captain slumped down on a bench, his head hanging low as he contemplated the team’s chances for today’s match. Despite the earlier show of bravery and fortitude (as was expected of him), there was no getting around the fact that they were going to get slaughtered today.
“Aren’t you coming, Harry?” He looked up and saw Ginny Weasley standing a few feet away, a concerned expression on her face.
“Yeah, just give me a moment. Can you take the rest of the team through warm-ups?”
“Aye, captain!” Ginny gave him a cheerful salute before bouncing out the door, her bright hair waving behind her like a banner. “Don’t be so negative. Maybe we won’t lose by much,” she called over her shoulder before disappearing from his view. Harry smiled in spite of himself; her enthusiasm was nearly contagious. Too bad it wasn’t enough to make up for the fact that nearly all positions were filled with reserves, thanks to Ron Weasley. Those unlucky enough to share his bag of Peppermint Toads (a before-match treat) were currently stuck in the hospital wing, puking their guts out every half hour.
Harry sighed in resignation. He would simply have to catch the Snitch before Hufflepuff got too far ahead. He was about to get his arse off the bench when the door creaked open.
“Luna? What are you doing here?”
Luna Lovegood glided into changing room, a dreamy smile on her face. “Just wanted to wish you luck, Harry. I heard about the Peppermint Toads.” She shook her head as she approached him. “They must’ve come from South America. They’re nastier than the ones grown locally, you know.”
Harry tried to hide his irritation. The last thing he needed right now was a lecture on the care and keeping of South American sweets. “Can I help you with anything?” he asked pointedly.
“Actually,” Luna dropped to her knees in front of him and placed her hands on the inside of his thighs. Her eyes gleamed with purpose. “I thought you could use my help.”
He frowned in confusion. “Uh…Luna?”
To his intense shock, she began to calmly unzip his trousers.
“Luna?! What the h-” He tried batting her hands away but it was no use; she’d already pulled his cock out, her slender fingers slowly caressing him to hardness.
“You need this, Harry, if you want to win the match.”
Mesmerized by the motion of her hand, Harry could only protest weakly. “But Luna-”
“Shhh, Harry.”
Before he could stop her, Luna leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. She sucked on the tip, slowly drawing him inside her warm mouth.
“Oh God,” he groaned with pleasure, “That feels so good.” With her mouth full of cock, Luna beamed up at him, quite delighted with his response. She licked around the head of his cock then slid her lips up and down his length, dragging her teeth lightly against the velvety skin.
His fingers tangled in her hair as he urged her to go faster. He was very nearly there-
The sound of footsteps rapid approaching interrupted them. Quickly, Luna pulled back and stuffed his still-hard cock rather forcefully back into his trousers.
“Ow! Hey!” Wincing in pain, Harry grabbed his broom and placed it between his thighs in an attempt to hide his erection. Luna rose from her kneeling position just as Ginny burst through the door.
“Harry! We need you out-”
She blinked in surprise. “Oh. Hi, Luna. What are you doing here?”
“Just giving Harry some last minute advice.” Luna calmly brushed the dust from her robes. “Well, I’m off.” She patted Harry’s shoulder and walked out of the changing room as if nothing had happened. Ginny then turned to Harry, an inquiring look on her face.
“Don’t ask,” he grumbled as he limped past her.
***
Despite his rather painful and awkward condition, Harry was able to locate the Snitch in record time, allowing Gryffindor to win the match just as Luna predicted. However, the win did nothing for his dark mood and he was eager to take care of things as soon as possible.
“We’re going up to the hospital wing to celebrate. Are you coming?”
“I…think I’m just going to stay here for a while. Plan some new training drills, take some notes while it’s fresh in my mind, that sort of thing.” He waved the rest of the team out of the changing room. “You guys go on.”
Everyone did as he requested except for Ginny, who merely sent a raised eyebrow in his direction. Harry shifted awkwardly under her gaze but said nothing. Finally she shrugged her shoulders and left to join the rest of team. “Don’t stay too long, Harry!” she warned him as she ran out the door.
Once the changing room was blessedly empty, Harry wasted no time fishing his achingly stiff cock out of his trousers. He was thankful that the pain didn’t distract him during the match and now he was looking forward to good, long wank. Before he could even give it one good pull, the door burst open, nearly sending him into the air.
“What do you want now, Luna?” he gritted out through tightly clenched teeth.
Luna tilted her head to one side as she took in the situation before her. “There’s no need for that, Harry.”
“No need? No need??” He was practically roaring at this point. “It’s because of you that I’m in this fucking state!”
“You won the match, didn’t you?” she pointed out, seemingly unruffled by his burst of anger.
He had to give her that. “Well, yeah.” Harry frowned at her. “So?”
“I’ve read that Muggle athletes abstain from sex before matches in order to be competitive.” At his blank look, she continued. “I thought a more potent form of sexual frustration might be useful in your case.” She nodded sagely.
Harry sat back down. There was no use trying to make sense of her logic. “Just leave me alone, okay? I really need to take care of this.”
A soft rushing sound made him look up. To his surprise, Luna stood naked in front of him. “I meant, I could take care of that for you.” She bent down and captured his mouth in a swift, hard kiss, her tongue slipping inside to tangle against his. Her hard nipples brushed enticingly against him as she climbed into his lap and grasped his cock tightly.
“Ready, Harry?” Luna whispered against his ear as she took his hands and wrapped them around her waist. With the tip of his cock pressing into the wet heat of her cunt, Harry could no longer hold back and pulled her down roughly onto him. Luna breathed sharply at the intrusion, but shook her head when he looked with concern into her pale eyes. “I’m okay.” She squeezed tightly around him, silently urging him to go on. It only took a few more ragged thrusts before he spilled inside her, burying his howl of release against her damp neck.
“I’m sorry, Luna,” he whispered against her heated skin.
“Whatever for?” she asked in her usual serene manner..
“Well, you know…it was rather quick,” he confessed, rather embarrassed by his lack of control (even though it was technically her fault).
“Not to worry, Harry,” Luna said brightly, patting his shoulder comfortingly. “I’ve heard that the best remedy for that is constant practice.” She reached down and grasped his cock firmly. “Why don’t we start now?”