Gifts and Games

"I thought we wanted Romilda as a gift for Harry," said Luna.

"Bollocks! You're right," said Hermoine. "Ron had me, and Neville has you, but Harry is still alone."

"We need to get him laid," said Luna. "Should we get him a doting girlfriend, turn him into a walking aphrodisiac, us immune of course, get him a fuck slave, or what?"

"Let's think on while we work on the twins. You have the book...oh bother...Lavender!"

Luna and Hermoine went to the bathroom where Myrtle kept the others away, and Luna opened the book, and soon a naked Lavender was on the floor. She started vomiting the shimmering, thick, sticky substance She kept vomiting more and more of the supernatural semen. After she was finished, she must of thrown up two gallons of the stuff.

Luna and Hermoine sneaked out before Lavender saw them, leaving her to wonder what the fuck had just happened to her.

Luna took the book and tracked down Padma. "What to do with you? What to do with you?" she hummed to herself, trying to think of something original, funny, and sexy to do to the twin. She snapped her fingers. "Eureka!"