Luna.

Luna had arrived, and she looked absolutely stunning. She had painted her skin in a shimmering gold that reflected the light from the floating candles, and she was dressed in nothing but a small loincloth that barely covered her private parts, a bikini top made of jewels that struggled to contain her ample breasts, and a pair of golden bracers that wrapped around her arms. Her hair was styled into an elaborate Egyptian updo with a small gold circlet resting on her forehead. The rest of her costume was completed by a collar of gold coins and a set of ankle cuffs, leaving her bare feet exposed. She looked like a vision of an ancient Egyptian goddess's servant.

Her eyes widened as she caught sight of Hermione, and she couldn't help but let out a soft gasp. "Hermione, you're... you're..." she trailed off, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. Hermione felt her own face heat up, but she managed a small smile.

"I know, Luna, I'm a bit... exposed," she said with a nervous laugh, trying to play off the situation.

"You're a beautiful mummy."

Luna's voice was a soft whisper, her eyes drinking in the sight of Hermione's almost naked body, wrapped in the scant rags. The candlelight flickered across the room, casting an eerie glow on the makeshift mummy's face, highlighting the blush that was slowly spreading from her neck to her cheeks. Hermione felt a strange thrill run through her as Luna approached, her bare feet silent on the cold dirt The loincloth that covered Luna's lower half was so tiny that Hermione could see the outline of her dampened sex, and the way her nipples strained against the jewel-encrusted bikini top.

Luna reached out a trembling hand, her eyes never leaving Hermione's. "May I?" she asked, her voice a breathy whisper. Hermione nodded, unable to find her voice, and watched as Luna's slender fingers began to trace the lines of the rags, following the contours of her body as if she was unraveling a mystery. Her touch was feather-light, but it sent sparks of electricity through Hermione's body, making her gasp.

"You look... incredible," Luna murmured, her eyes darkening with desire.

"Thanks," Hermione replied, trying to keep her voice steady. She could feel Luna's gaze lingering on the areas that were barely covered by the rags. The warmth from Luna's hand was sending waves of pleasure through her, and she had to bite her lip to stifle a moan. "You look gorgeous."

Luna's cheeks grew rosier at the compliment, and she took a step closer to Hermione. The scent of sandalwood and incense from Luna's perfume wafted over, mingling with the musty scent of the rags.

"I never knew mummies could be so... tempting," she said, her voice dropping to a seductive purr.