Wild Magic Chapter 22

Harry leaned back in his seat. He had to take muggle transportation to the train station just to be safe. Returning to Hogwarts had been in the back of his mind. Now that it was here, he was a nervous wreck. He tried to tell himself that things were going to be fine. Tonks would be there to help, and Hermione had been eager to join in as well.

There was the option of other girls as well. He wanted to avoid Ginny though. That would make things more complicated than he wanted. Rumor had it that Hannah Abbot was always good for a bit of slap and tickle. Considering how often he had found himself the focus of the talk he knew it was most likely complete bullshit.

Sirius had managed to explain things to everyone in a mostly sensible way. He was a lot better at working a crowd than people gave him credit. The twins had taken the situation as a challenge. They were constantly working on something that could drain his magic. At least, they were when they weren't working on developing their mail order catalogue and arranging a business plan.

Ron had taken things well enough. He was a bit jealous at first. That was until he watched the magic from a portkey literally dissolve when Harry touched it. The Floo wouldn't connect when he was around either. Thankfully, brooms still worked. Hermione theorized that it was because they were fueled by personal magic rather than enchanted or charmed. That seemed to calm Ron down some.

Hermione squeezed his hand. He looked at her, giving her a smile. Her eyes dipped to take in his watch. A series of micro-expressions flicked across her face when she saw it was green.

"Disappointed?" Harry bumped her shoulder with his.

Hermione blushed. She shifted her gaze to the world outside the window.

"The Express should be fine." Hermione said finally. "It has minimal enchantments. The ones it does have aren't accessible for passengers."

"That's good." Harry sighed. "It would be awkward if something happened on the train."

"Ron and I have the prefect meeting." Hermione reminded him once again.

"I know, Mione." Harry replied. "Tonks had to go in to get settled. I'm going to find an empty compartment and stay away from anyone doing magic. Just like we planned."

Hermione nodded. She didn't relax.

"This isn't so bad." Ron said tearing his gaze away from the window.

"Oh?" Harry asked.

"These things are horrible to fly." Ron grumbled. "Much better on the ground. Do you think they'd let me drive?"

"You need a license." Hermione answered without missing a beat.

"Like apparating." Ron added with a nod. "Don't see why. It's not like I'd lose a toe if I missed a turn."

He could see Hermione starting to wind up for one of her lectures. The ones driven by a desire to share knowledge were worse than the emotionally powered versions. Harry placed a hand on Hermione's leg. He shook his head.

"Are you going to try out for the team this year?" Harry asked.

"Huh?" Ron locked onto him.

"Oliver graduated." Harry continued. "The team needs a Keeper."

"You think I'm good enough?" Ron asked as he started to bounce his leg.

"Can't hurt to try, right?" Harry responded. "Better to give it a shot. You'll never forgive yourself if you don't at least try."

"Yeah." Ron nodded. "Yeah, I think I will."

The ginger boy smiled. He turned back to look out the window. His eyes were dancing along the clouds. Harry could almost see his friend imagining flying. The car lurched to a stop at a light.

"Does it always take this long?" Ron grumbled.

"Traffic." Harry replied with a shrug.

He gave Hermione a small smile. She nodded. Harry leaned his head against the window. The vibration from the road mingled with the feel of Hermione pressed against his side lulled him to sleep. A couple of slow blinks led to him dosing for the majority of the trip.

"Harry." Hermione whispered.

He fought to open his eyes.

"We're here." Hermione squeezed his hand as she spoke.

Harry stretched. He caught Ron putting away a quidditch magazine. It took him a moment to realize the pictures weren't moving. He looked down at his watch to see thin streaks of yellow among the green. Absorbing enchanted things like over the last couple of days had caused more of a change.

"The twins stripped the charms before we left." Hermione explained. "They wanted practice."

"Sirius offered that painting in the hallway." Ron chuckled. "They promised to try it once they got the hang of it."

Harry smiled at that. They grabbed their luggage and headed toward the platform. The trio had to wake up earlier than the others since they were taking mundane transportation. That should have meant that the Weasleys had arrived before them, but it didn't look like that was the case. They had the habit of arriving at the last minute every year and this year wasn't going to break their streak.

Ron and Hermione sped through the barrier with practiced ease. No one seemed to notice the two students disappearing. Harry waited a moment before stepping through as well. Once he touched the barrier he felt a searing stab of energy lance through him. He stumbled once he got to the other side.

His head was swimming. Lights danced along the edge of his vision.

"Harry?" Ron spoke from somewhere nearby. "Are you alright?"

"His watch." Hermione gasped.

Harry managed to adjust to his wobbling vision to get a look at his wrist. It was now bright yellow with growing swirls of red.

"What can we do?" Ron asked, his voice came out a pitch higher than usual.

"I don't know." Hermione sounded on the edge of panic.

"Hello, Ron Weasley." A floaty voice said from nearby.

"Hi Luna." Ron replied. "We're a bit busy at the moment."

A petite girl with near-white, blonde hair flowed through the two worried students. She came to a stop in front of Harry.

"Hello, Harry Potter." The girl took his hand in hers as she spoke. "Come with me."

Harry didn't have enough mental faculties to argue. He followed along as she led him by the hand.

"Who are you?" Hermione asked. "What are you doing?"

"That's Luna." Ron answered. "She lives near us."

"And what is she doing with Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Does Harry like having people watch him have sex?" Luna asked looking over her shoulder.

"What?" Hermione said a little too loud. "No, of course not."

"I need to find a cabin then." Luna effortlessly weaved through the crowd as she spoke.

"Wait for me." Ron called as he pulled Harry's trunk as well as his own.

Harry was trying to get his head back in order. His thoughts had been crushed under the sudden surge of magical energy. Most of the time there was a building of pressure. The speed varied, but it hadn't been instant like that before. He was just aware enough to know he was on the train now. A moment later he was sitting in an empty cabin.

"Hello again, Harry Potter." The blonde girl said. Her voice was serene. "I'm Luna Lovegood and I'm here to rescue you."

"How do you know what's going on?" Hermione asked heatedly as she joined them.

"That's just Luna." Ron dropped the trunks on the floor as he spoke. "She knows things."

"You and Ronald need to go to your meeting." Luna reminded them.

"I'm not leaving Harry alone with some strange girl I've never seen before." Hermione snapped.

"You've seen me before." Luna replied easily. "Last year, in the library. The twenty-third of March at four in the afternoon you asked me to put my socks on."

Hermione stared blankly at the girl for a moment.

Harry's mind gradually began to clear. He could feel something nearby. It came from the girl before him. There was an aura around her, he could feel the power it held. His core reached out to grasp it. She shivered. He felt his magic spread over her. The power around her adjusted as he reached out to latch on. Their magic swirled in the air between them. It danced and mingled without growing or fading in strength. Harry basked in the feeling of calm that settled over him.

"We'll be alright." Harry said as his green eyes met her blue.

Luna nodded. She began to unbutton her shirt.

"What are you doing?" Hermione yelled.

"Taking off my clothes." Luna replied.

"Why?" Hermione practically screamed.

"For sex with Harry." Luna continued to undress as she spoke.

Hermione looked to Harry for an explanation. When none came, she turned to Ron, who shrugged.

"I don't want to see this." Ron said, covering his eyes. "We've got the prefect meeting."

Hermione's mouth dropped open as Ron walked away. She turned to glare at Luna.

"I will make you regret it if you hurt him." Hermione growled.

Luna paused.

"Biting is ok, right?" She asked.

Hermione closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. She grumbled under her breath as she stomped away. Hermione returned a moment later. She pulled the shade down and slammed the door shut.

Luna tossed her shirt to the bench across from Harry exposing her small, pert breasts. Her skirt joined it a moment later. She slipped out of her shoes and stood nude in front of him.

"You are not naked." Luna stated.

Harry smiled at her. He quickly stripped out of his clothes, tossing them beside hers. She gave him a smile that matched his own as she dropped to her knees.

"Sit down, please." She said once she was settled on the floor. "It's hard to keep balance once the train starts moving."

"Have you done this before?" Harry asked as he sat.

"No." Luna started to stroke him. Her hands were small, making his member look huge. "You are the only man I have sex with."

"What?" Harry asked.

Luna didn't answer. Her grip shifted from his rousing cock to his thighs. She leaned forward, her tongue slid along his length from bottom to the ridge of his head. Her hands held his legs for stability a moment before the train started to move. She covered his cockhead in kisses, coating it in slobber.

Harry's gasped as she began to slowly bob her head. She didn't take much more than his head into her mouth, but it was still wonderful. Her lips popped as she pulled away. Harry didn't get a chance to think before she moved lower. She gently sucked one of his testicles into her mouth before moving to the other.

She stood, making sure one of her hands was still stroking him. Without a word she scaled him, coming to a stop with the golden curls of her bush tickling his nose. Her legs easily slipped over his shoulders. Effortlessly she arched her back enough to brace her hands on his thighs for balance. The movement presented her beautiful pussy in the perfect position.

Harry kissed along her outer folds. Tentatively, he tasted her. A short lick along her waiting slit. He paused for a moment to savor the wonderful flavor. There had to be something with witches that made them taste amazing. It was a thought that needed more research, and he would be happy to continue exploring the theory.

He continued on, wiggling his tongue inside of her. She cooed and gasped as he discovered her spots. He found her clit. A wicked idea crossed his mind. He said her name in Parseltongue on the little button which earned him a gush of wetness along his lower face.

Luna slipped her legs off his shoulders, pulling herself into a handstand before dropping back to her feet. She straddled him, lining his aching hardness with her thoroughly prepared pussy. They locked eyes as she lowered herself. She kept it slow and steady, sinking down until her ass rested on his thighs.

"You have beautiful eyes." She whispered.

"You do too." Harry matched her volume.

Luna began to rock, back and forth. She picked up speed, grinding harder, pushing him deeper. Harry leaned forward, resting his forehead on hers. Their lips touched briefly in shy kisses when she pushed him deeper. Harry grabbed her hips. He raised her off his lap just a bit, allowing him to add some power with their motions.

"Look me in the eyes when you fill me." Her voice came out as a ragged moan.

Harry felt himself shudder. His orgasm rocketed through him without warning. Their eyes locked as he his let loose pulse after pulse. Luna's jaw dropped as the first warm rope of cum erupted inside her. The sensation set off her own orgasm. She ground her hips down onto him, pressing him as deep as he could reach.

He didn't care about the colors on his watch. That had been amazing.

"I sleep on the left side of the bed." Luna stated.

Harry nodded. She raised herself so that the head of his cock was still inside of her. Luna smoothly spun around, placing her back against his chest. She lowered herself down, returning the full length of his cock deep into her freshly fucked pussy.

"Again?" Luna looked at him over her shoulder.

Harry the fading hardness return as he looked into her eyes. She flashed him a bright smile and began to bounce in his lap.