Harry's sexual juices finds their way through the castle

Several floors down directly below the Gryffindor tower, in one of the more pleasant and Moaning-Myrtle-free girls bathroom, Luna Lovegood stepped out of the stall she just finished using and went to wash her hands.

The magical tap started pouring pleasantly warm soapy water as soon as her hands got near them, as always. She splashed her hands, absentmindedly staring through the mirror as she pondered the latest Quibbler article. So engrossed was she in her thoughts she didn't notice that the water had changed not only colour but also viscosity and temperature.

Not until a strong, powerful scent hit her nostrils did she cease her train of thought. She inhaled deeply - it was musky, erotic, almost euphoric but most of all - completely irresistible! She started looking around for its source, and soon noticed the strange liquid pouring out of the tap by the gallon.

Harry's sexual endeavours had resulted in copious amounts of his strongly magical cum seeping through the floor and through the walls down into the castles enchanted plumbing, where ancient spells multiplied its mass by the thousands, and sent it all through the vast pipe network.

Lunas hands were now completely coated in the stuff. She brought one up closer to her nose, and sniffed. No doubt about it, the goo was the source of the wonderful smell. Barely had she drawn the conclusion, before a sudden compelling urge to taste it entered her mind.

She tried to put the weird urge out of her head, literally shaking it side to side as her Rawenclaw mind tried telling her something was amiss, but the magical pheromones were all too good at overriding its victims inhibition and cognitive abilities.

Slowly, she moved a glistening finger to her mouth. First a small lick, followed by a larger, then she engulfed it. It was absolutely delicious, the best thing she had ever tasted in her entire life, and she wanted more!

Luna cupped her hands in the now overflowing zink and started drinking greedily. Pleasure soared through her body, concentrating in a warm sensation in her pussy as her her mind was filled with thoughts of Harry Potter. She wanted him, needed him, as soon as she had quenched her thirst she was going to make it her first priority to find him.

As she swallowed gulp after gulp