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Chapter 41: Rose's Rant


Tonight was Ginny's turn to spend the night with Harry. This meant that Hermione would be spending the night at Ravenclaw Tower with Padma. Before they left, Hermione and Padma took Tonks' daughter, Danae, with them so that Luna and Tonks could have a night alone.

Tonks didn't like to do kinky bondage play every night. Occasionally, she liked plain old vanilla sex. By mutual agreement, this was such a night. After dinner, they retired to Tonks' bedroom. They both made their clothes vanish as they passed over the threshold. With a squeal of joy, Tonks leaped into the bed and Luna floated over to join her. As soon as she was within reach, Tonks pulled her into a fierce kiss. As they floated over the bed, they pulled each other close, their breasts pressed together, as they caressed each other's backs. Their conjoined mouths and dancing tongues stifled their moans into a humming sound of pleasure. Tonks elongated and enlarged her clitoris enough to insert into Luna and broke off their kiss so that she could more easily access Luna's vulva. Luna was well lubricated by now, and Tonks easily slid in. As usual, she lengthened it until it touched Luna's cervix, then thickened it until it was a tight fit. Then Tonks went motionless. After a few seconds, Luna became impatient and began rocking back and forth.

"What are you doing?" asked Luna.

"Shhhh! I'm concentrating," said Tonks, with her eyes closed. "I'm trying to see it I can turn my plumbing completely male. Ah! There it is!"

Tonks began thrusting into Luna. Although they had felt what Harry was feeling when he made love to them many times before, this was different. Luna was having sex with someone who was not Harry, yet they could all feel it just as well as they could feel Harry. All of the girls felt a surge of excitement that most of them found a little disturbing. Their excitement continued to build until Tonks spurted her hot man-juice into Luna, which pushed to rest of them over the orgasmic cliff.

"Oh wow! That's interesting!" observed Luna.

"What?" asked Tonks.

"We just made a baby!" said Luna. "Let's name him Khonshu!"

"After your son with Harry in the previous life?" asked Tonks

"Well yeah, I'm not going to be having any sons with Harry," replied Luna.

"Are you sure you're ready to start having children?" asked Tonks. "You're only seventeen."

"And I'm fabulously rich and married to people who are even richer and we've got all these co-wives to help with child care," observed Luna.

"Well, I need to see if I can get Harry to make me preggers again!" said Tonks. "That way, our kids will be the same age!"

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The next morning, they were enjoying breakfast when an owl arrived.

"Who's it from?" asked Tonks.

"Virginia Nott. She says she wants to meet with me," replied Luna.

"I wonder what she really wants?" mused Tonks.

Luna closed her eyes for a second.

"She's going to try to seduce me," predicted Luna.

"Oh! Well, have fun!" teased Tonks.

In the previous life, before they had soul bonded to Harry and each other, their marriage had occasionally included others. But they had not done anything like that since then.

"The question is, are you going to tell Harry?" teased Tonks. She knew very well that all of them would feel it if one of them strayed.

"I somehow feel that I ought to go, even if I'm not planning to drink from her fountain," replied Luna.

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Whoosh!

Luna arrived in Virginia Nott's floo.

As Luna foresaw, Virginia pounced on her as soon as she arrived. Luna re-directed her momentum so that when they landed on the floor, Luna was on top. She kissed Virginia back for a second and then broke off.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" giggled Luna, knowing very well what Virginia wanted.

"I heard that you like witches," replied Virginia. "I thought you might want give me a test lick.

Luna looked deep into her eyes, and even deeper into her mind.

"This is about more than just getting your wand back, isn't it?" observed Luna. "You really want to be a concubine? Why?"

As Luna climbed off of her and sat on the floor, she got a good look at Virginia's costume for the first time. It was a black lacy, see through nightgown that was open and tied on the sides. It gave Luna a perfect view of her perky breasts and the triangle of her rusty pubis.

"I want to be attached to a powerful House," replied Virginia. "I want to have the children of a powerful wizard!"

"And you think that Harry is such a wizard and I am a stepping stone to getting into his bed?" mused Luna. "If you're really serious about this, you should know that Harry is under some powerful magic. If you were to have sex with him, it would overwhelm you! You would become a slave to his will, unable to disobey his slightest whim! In short, you would become a slave."

"I don't care!" affirmed Virginia. "Free will doesn't matter! Even if my situation was normal and I was a regular witch, I would still want the father of my children to be the most powerful Wizard I could find! And Harry is the most powerful I've ever heard of!"

"Since you're really serious about this, and headless of the consequences, I'll bring this to the attention of the others," replied Luna.

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When Luna met with the others for lunch, she filled Harry and the other wives in on her conversation with Virginia Nott.

"Abso-fucking-lutely not!" screeched Ginny. "I don't want to share with yet another girl!"

"I'm with Ginny!" added Hermione. "This woman can't possibly know what she's asking. This isn't one of Tonks' bondage games. If you go through with this, she'll be a slave for the rest of her life! She'll have no free will!' She looked at Harry, "If you do this, how would you be any better than Ron?"

"Well, she could get a tattoo like ours," suggested Padma. "In this way, she would be able to join our family as an equal."

"We can't let her," replied Luna. "If we did, she and Harry would become more powerful than any of us. And she would have the power to make Harry obey her."

"But wouldn't it be mutual?" inquired Tonks. "Harry has the power to make us obey, just as we can make him obey."

"The point is," began Luna, "that every single possible future I can foresee, every single one, where she gets powered up ends badly. If we let her in, it has to be as a concubine."

"Ya know, back when we were in school, she was constantly setting her boyfriend up to duel and then going with the victor," mused Tonks. "She really got around. I think she might be serious about wanting to be a concubine to the most powerful wizard she can find."

"Hold on," said Harry. "I'm getting a message from Rose."

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On this Saturday morning, the 7th year students had been brought into the Great Hall. It was career day, and the hall was filled with various potential employers, set up in stalls to speak with the students about their career paths.

"Come on, Rose, let's look at the Nimbus booth!" said Parvati.

"Is the young miss interested in becoming a broom maker?" asked the elderly wizard behind the table. He appeared to be at least 100 years old. On the table in front of him were Nimbus brooms of various models.

"Well, can you tell me a little about it?" asked Parvati.

"Certainly," said the wizard. "Many witches and wizards, especially muggle-born ones, think that brooms are mass-produced like they were some sort of muggle contraption. Nothing could be further from the truth! If you were to compare a well made broom to a muggle equivalent, a better comparison would be a fine violin. Each Nimbus broom is hand crafted by the most talented witches we can fine. Each of our enchanters has a number and many people seek out broom crafted by enchanter #2000 or #2001. It you are interested in becoming one of our enchanters, you will need an "O" on your Charms N.E.W.T. Instead of filling out a job application, you simply build a sample broom so we can evaluate your work. Would you care for one of our brochures?"

"Yes, thank you," said Parvati, as she grabbed one and they went to the next booth.

But when they saw it was the Daily Prophet, they kept walking.

The next booth was something they'd never heard of.

"What the heck is the Temple of Female Sexuality?" asked Rose.

"We're a service oriented order that helps people in need," replied an attractive witch in a form-fitting robe.

"Help people by sleeping with them? Is this some kind of whore house?" asked Rose.

"People often try to pervert what we do into something profane," replied the Witch. "But actually, it is quite sacred. We approach what we do with a religious attitude. We're actually Priestesses of sexuality."

"But doesn't creep you out, having sex with all those strangers?" asked Rose.

"Actually we practice some rather unique forms of magic," said the witch. "Because of them, every time we have sex with a worshiper, it feels a little better than the time before. This means that each time, we have the best sex of our life!"

"Wow!" said Rose.

"If you're interested, you'll need a passing N.E.W.T. in potions, charms and herbalogy," said the Witch. "Here, take a-"

Rose grabbed a brochure and ran from the room. Parvati shrugged and followed her.

(HARRY!) thought Rose.

(What's wrong, Rose?) thought Harry.

(What's wrong? WHAT'S WRONG?) thought Rose. (I'll tell what's wrong! I'm sick of tired of watching you and your harem while I have to be on the sidelines. I've had to sit back and watch you all become more powerful than any wizard in history, while I have to remain and ordinary witch! Did it ever occur to you that I might want to have children some day? But because of your fucking soul bonds, love with any of your girls feel better than it could possibly feel with an outsider. Did you know that when you were petrified, I was seeing Neville Bottom? But once the soul bonds came back, kissing Parvati felt so much better that he couldn't compete. I think he probably STILL carries a torch for me. When you are making love to your girls, I not only feel myself inside of them, I also feel you inside of me! How sick it that? I've felt my hymen break five times and I'm still a virgin! I even had to feel Tonks give birth!

Well I've had enough! If you don't figure out a way for me to have children of my own, I'm going to become a harlot. I just spoke to a Priestess for the Temple of Female Sexuality and if you don't find a way to help me, I'm going to go join their sex cult. Let's see how much you like feeling me get fucked by strangers!)