He Agrees, Of Course!

Harry smirked at the blonde, leering up and down at her form.

"I agree, Luna - how about you take off your clothes?" He asked, though his tone of voice made it clear that it was more of a demand.

Luna didn't waste time responding verbally and instead began to sensuously strip, her hands continuing their motions along her sides with the added intrigue of her clothing slowly coming off as she did so.

It took all of Harry's willpower not to laugh at the sight of her bra, which was covered in depictions of what must have been the 'crumple-horned snorkacks' she often talked about. Any desire to laugh was stripped from as her clothing continued to come off, exposing her pert breasts and delicious-looking pink nipples, followed soon by her panties to showcase her glistening pussy.

He wasn't an expert, but he'd estimate her to be around a B-cup bra, but it was the ass that he was truly focused on. Perky, tight, and surprisingly large, it was a damn crime that it had been hidden under a robe for so long.

Gazing at her, he knew exactly what he wanted to do first: