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Harry and Hermione both turned crimson, wondering what Parvati had been telling Luna.

"Oh... it's alright. Parvati doesn't tell me too many details about the sex. She just says it's really good... And that Hermione purrs if you stroke her tail and behind the ears," Luna said bluntly, with a bright smile on her face.

Harry facepalmed. But Hermione grinned at Luna. She liked her forthrightness. And Luna smelled nice.

"I saw you looking at my ears and my tail the other day. Would you like to touch them?" Hermione asked.

"OH... really?" gasped a delighted Luna. "I'd love to."

Harry put his hand down and smiled with relief, his blush fading. This was a perfect distraction for Hermione. He felt a big fat raindrop on his nose and groaned at the timing. A few more drops spattered, and then it began to pour in earnest. But the girls both started laughing. Harry wasn't sure why.

Luna grabbed Harry's left hand and Hermione's right hand.

"Come with me," Luna said, beaming happily through the wet strands of dirty-blonde hair clinging to her eyelashes.

She led them at a fairly quick pace along the shore of the lake. Luna clambered over the enormous roots of a copse of giant oaks at the edge of the water and dragged Hermione up after her. Harry heaved himself over the wet roots and found himself looking at a small hidden boathouse. He followed Hermione and Luna inside.

It had three walls and the platform was about two metres above the lake at its current level. A single little rowboat bobbed in the dock. Luna must be using the hidden boathouse as a little hideout Harry thought. There was a mattress, numerous blankets, cushions, and pillows, a bookcase full of books, a little table, a nightstand, numerous trinkets, and a chest full of food and drinks, and a small open wardrobe with several changes of clothes.

Luna aimed her wand at a woodstove by the wall. It sparked and a flame could be seen flaring up through the grate. But the three young wizards were soaked to the bone and they shivered in the cold breeze coming off the lake through the opening. It would take a few minutes for the heater to warm things up.

Luna passed Harry and Hermione each a comforter.

"Here, get out of your wet clothes and hang them by the woodstove. You can wrap yourselves in these and get cozy. Don't worry. They're very clean. I know a lot of household spells because I have to look after my father when I'm not at Hogwarts. I'll make some cocoa shall I?"

"Oh please! Thank you Luna. That would be lovely," replied Hermione with chattering teeth as she pulled her wet Gryffindor blazer over her head. Luna's eyes widened in delight. The sodden fabric of Hermione's blouse clung to her breasts and eight hard nipples.

Harry felt a bit reticent to strip down in front of Luna. But less so than he thought he would. He was starting to grow used to getting naked in front of girls who weren't Hermione. In any case, Luna seemed to be mesmerised by Hermione at the moment. He smirked in bemusement. He didn't think Luna even noticed him.

He was wrong though. Luna saw everything in a little mirror on the nightstand next to the mattress while she peeled off her own wet clothes. Luna was surprised that Harry wasn't all shriveled from the chill. She felt all tingly as she glanced back and forth from the mirror to Hermione, who was now peeling her wet panties off.

Hermione turned around, jutting her naked bottom towards Luna and shook the water off her tail, which turned into a giant bushy frizz. She wrapped herself in a comforter and sat on one of the cushions. Soon, all three naked young wizards were drinking hot cocoa, snugly wrapped in blankets and sitting on the mattress watching the rain come down in sheets on the lake, listening to it beat on the roof of the boathouse.

The heater took the chill away. The woodstove had been charmed so that the heat would stay in the boathouse and prevent the cold air from the lake entering. Comforters and blankets loosened as the young wizards warmed. Hermione was cozily snuggled under one of Harry's arms and purring as he stroked her furry ears, which had dried now.

Hermione smiled shyly at Luna and pulled her comforter round her front, exposing her backside and fluffy ginger tail.

"I think my tail is dry enough if you want to stroke it Luna," she said with a giggle.

Luna grinned gleefully and her blanket fell as she took her hands away to pet the silky fur of Hermione's tail with one hand, and stroke her behind a furry ear with the other. Hermione purred louder. Harry kissed Hermione on her other ear and little tingles of pleasure rippled through her body.

Luna was exposing everything now, and Harry began to get even harder. She had a slender but curvy frame. Her little breasts were about the same size as Hermione's with perky pink nipples, and she was completely hairless down below.

Harry put his other hand under Hermione's comforter and reached between her thighs. He continued to stroke Hermione's furry ear with the other hand and kiss her neck. His fingers rubbed Hermione's wet slit, flicked and tweaked her clitoris. Luna stroked Hermione's tail a bit more vigorously.

Hermione began to arch and meow in pleasure, rubbing the side of her head and under her chin on Luna's knuckle, before head-butting Luna's breasts and rubbing the side of her face against Luna's hard nipples. Luna gasped with a thrill. She hadn't really expected Hermione to return the favour.

Hermione licked Luna's nipples with her rough cat tongue, and nibbled them gently with her cat teeth before suckling on them. The waves of bliss roiling through Hermione's body began to take her. Harry's fingers pressed deep inside her moistness, his thumb twirling Hermione's clitoris. He licked Hermione's hard nipples. Hermione arched, her ears flattened. She yowled and burst into ecstasy, wetting Harry's hand.

Hermione lay panting on Luna's mattress, completely uncovered now. Luna gently caressed Hermione's abdomen and gave her a kiss on the lips. Hermione responded. Luna's lips felt nice. Hermione parted her legs slightly. Luna give her little kisses all down her torso until she came to Hermione's slit.

Luna's wet tongue darted out and twirled around Hermione's clitoris, before penetrating her. Luna had her whole mouth over Hermione's vulva, thrusting her tongue deep inside and sucking her labia, sending new ripples of pleasure through her. She felt Harry stroking her fluffy tail and behind a furry ear. Hermione shuddered and yowled as she climaxed again, drenching Luna's face with stickiness.

~o0o~

As Hermione came to, she noticed Luna glancing at Harry, who had managed to keep himself covered.

“I think Luna would like to see a bit more of you Harry,” Hermione giggled as she tugged on his blanket. Harry gave her a lopsided grin.

“Oh... er... yeah! Alright,” Harry replied, blushing.

Hermione pulled the cover away exposing Harry’s erect penis. Luna’s eyes got even bigger when she saw it up close. She had only ever seen real ones once before today, when she had from a distance spied on some teenage boys skinny-dipping in a pond near her home during the summer. But Luna had been looking at penises in issues of Naughty Witches magazine which Padma had hidden under her bed since the beginning of the year, and she had been dying to get a chance to play with one.

Padma and Parvati had told her how fun it was. Padma had even been bold enough to approach an older Ravenclaw boy she liked. But like Parvati, Luna was scared of the older boys. Most of the second year boys were dim and still thought girls were another species--and everybody thought Luna was a weirdo anyway.

Until today, Luna had been resigning herself to nobody who she liked ever wanting her. She was used to not being liked. But it made her sad. She was lucky to at least have Padma and Parvati. And Parvati had been right about how sweet Hermione and Harry were. They were really kind and generous to consent to being with Luna.

“Can... Can I touch it?” Luna asked eagerly. “Parvati showed me how.”

Harry’s eyes flicked to Hermione and she nodded, her tail bobbing happily. Luna was nice.

Luna touched Harry’s erect penis gingerly. Then she clasped it in her warm hands. Harry thrilled at her touch and let out a little sigh. Luna began to masturbate Harry, stroking him gently. Feeling yet another pretty girl’s hands on him was almost too much. Harry couldn’t believe that so many girls wanted to be with him now that he was with Hermione--and that Hermione was letting them.

Harry wondered if he was just getting lucky because of Hermione’s furry tail and ears. But the way Luna was hypnotically gazing at his erection with wide eyes, her face only inches away as she stroked it suggested otherwise. Luna was rapt, her mouth gaped, and the tingling in her groin pulsed, sending a pleasurable sensation cascading through her body. She continued to masturbate Harry with one hand, and put her other one between her own thighs.

Seeing Luna finger her slit, and her little breasts bouncing as she stroked his penis topped Harry off. He couldn’t help himself. Harry groaned as he lost himself in a wave of euphoria and ejaculated several times all over Luna’s face and into her open mouth.

Luna gave a happy little shriek of surprise and giggled. Hermione rolled on the mattress laughing, her furry tail flailing in the air.

“I’m sorry Luna...” Harry gasped, “I tried to hold it until you backed off a bit.”

But Luna just smiled as she curiously tasted Harry’s semen and swallowed it.

“That’s alright Harry,” Luna said, giggling. “Parvati told me what would happen, but I wanted to see it up close for myself.”

~o0o~

Harry and Hermione had left Luna with an open invitation for another get-together, which she had joyfully accepted. Hermione was content for the rest of Sunday. Harry couldn’t be happier. He had enjoyed Luna’s attention, and he was very fond of Parvati, but the most important thing to him was that they made Hermione happy. For Harry, him having sex with them was a bonus.

Monday in Potions was very odd. Snape still seemed to be in a mood regarding the Slytherins and Ron Weasley, and by outward appearance he still seemed to be ignoring Hermione and Harry. But Harry could have sworn he had caught Snape glancing at him with an almost sorrowful look several times out of the corner of his eye.

Harry turned in another perfect potion. Snape raised his eyebrows in surprise, gave Harry a good mark, and said nothing. When it came time for Defence Against the Dark Arts, Harry and Hermione found that it had been mysteriously canceled, so they went down by the lakeshore to practice by themselves.

Tuesday was another stormy day. At breakfast, one of the school owls swooped in and dropped a soggy package on Hermione’s head. She looked up crossly only to have another owl throw a thick wet envelope in her face. Ron and Seamus laughed nastily. Hermione glared at them, her fluffy tail twitching angrily, then looked to see what the owls had brought.

Hermione was satisfied to see that Harry’s boxers had arrived promptly. But her heart leapt in her throat when she saw that the other piece of mail was a response from her parents to the letter she had sent them Sunday evening. With great anxiety she grabbed Harry’s arm. He looked at Hermione in alarm.

“Are you alright? Do you want to go Hermione?” he asked.

“Please. Yes Harry... I... I can’t look at this here,” Hermione said with a panicky voice, clutching the package and the large envelope to her chest. Hermione seemed so distraught, that Harry thought it best to return to their quarters.

He sat next to her on their settee and put his arm around her. His own heart thumped anxiously when he saw that the envelope was from her parents. Hermione stared at the envelope for a moment. Then, biting her lip, she tore it open. A muggle newspaper and a letter flopped onto the table.

She read through the letter quickly and promptly burst into tears.

Harry’s heart sank. Whatever was in Hermione’s letter was not good. He picked up the letter and read it as Hermione sobbed into his chest. It appeared to have been written by her mother.



Dear Hermione,

I am so sorry darling. It’s simply awful what has happened to you. Thank you for sending us a picture. I wish you had written us sooner when it happened. Your father is beside himself. And I wish I could tell you that he is sorry for you too, but he seems to be extremely angry at the moment. He wants to pull you out of Hogwarts immediately and send you off to have plastic surgery to remove the abnormalities.

He is refusing to have you at home until you agree to have it done and leave Hogwarts forever. And I do understand his point. It will be too difficult for you to have a normal life in our world. And we have the practice to think of. How many people will want to have a dentist whose daughter is half-cat?

I don’t think your father should be issuing such a harsh ultimatum. It’s very unkind. But you must see that it is for the best dear. I miss you, and want to see you at Easter. Please come home from that horrible school and have the surgery as soon as possible.

I love you
Mum

PS: I know you really like the Potter boy. But how well do you really know him? You should see the papers, they’re all going on about his dreadful uncle. You might want to reconsider your friendship. By all accounts he is damaged goods, and potentially unstable.



Harry tensed. His hands trembled with rage. Hermione had always told him how kind and supportive her parents were. He didn’t understand how such supposedly nice people could treat her so cruelly. And what was that bit about Uncle Vernon?

He picked up Monday’s Daily Mail and his face turned ashen.