Sexy forest time

Luna had somehow convinced Harry to help her hunt...something in the Forbidden Forest alone together, and without anyone else knowing. Honestly he didn't know how she did that, but she was wearing a skirt that didn't even come close to covering her thong clad ass, a bra she called a shirt, and heels, so thinking wasn't something he was good at at the time.

Whether she did it on purpose or if it was just one of those Luna not thinking things Harry couldn't say. But as she bent over in front of him for the twentieth time that hour, Harry couldn't bring himself to care. Hermione would never approve, but she never let him just admire her ass like this so he was forgetting why that mattered.

Girlfriend or not, it wasn't Hermione he was staring at.