Luna Lovegood, the quirky blond from Ravenclaw?

Brilliant silver eyes gaze upon you and widen slightly in surprise. You stare at the giant face, recognizing it right away. Relief floods through you as you recognize the giantess as a friend. When you figured out that you weren’t with Hermione the first thing that went through your head other then embarrassment was the horrible thought that you had been caught by some viscous girl. You know that any girl from Slytherin wouldn’t hesitate to hurt you and a lot of other girls would love to play with you even rougher then Hermione did. You were so fortunate to wind up with maybe the most harmless girl in all of Hogwarts.

“Hi Luna,” you weakly say and wave as you dangle hundreds of feet in the air by her fingers. Luna Lovegood; loony girl, Ravenclaw, and friend. You haven’t made a lot of friends outside of your own house except for Luna. Often called ‘Lonny Lovegood’ by other students, Luna doesn’t seem to be all there ever. She always looks confused and says the strangest thing. Most people avoid her because of her behavior, but you find it endearing. There is something special about any girl that can be considered weird in a magical school full of witches and wizards.

“Hello Harry,” Luna politely says back, lifting up her free hand to wave at you. Luna is looked at you with a confused look on her face, but you can’t tell if she’s really surprised to see you because she always looks like she’s surprised. Her face shifts as she lowers her brow in a thoughtful expression and frowns at you. “Harry, were you trying to get my booby pregnant?”

You have only one response to that odd question. “Huh?”

Luna pouts cutely at you before lowering you into her open palm to talk more easily with you. “I felt your baby-making stick push at my titty. It felt nice, but I didn’t expect it. I don’t mind if you want to stick your sticky stick in any part of me, but ask first, **** isn’t nice.”

“Luna, I’d never…I didn’t mean…” You sputter, turning several shades of red at the suggestion that you’d violate one of your friend. However, now that you think about it, you did sort of do that. You molested one of your friends without there permission, wasn’t that exactly what Luna was claiming you did. You thought she was Hermione, but does that make it any better? Suddenly feeling disgusted in yourself, you look up at Luna’s face, seeing her upset expression had vanished and she was staring back down at you blankly.

“It’s all right Harry, I only wish that you ask next time. It’s just common courtesy,” Luna says with a nod of her pretty head. She seems completely okay with everything, not even asking why you’re so small. One thing is bothering her and she mentioned it off hand before her gaze shifts to something away from you. “Also, please use protection when you try to make nasty business with my titty. I’m too young to be a booby mother.”

“I don’t think there is a condom small enough for me to use,” you respond with a growing smile. After dealing with the highly structured and controlling Hermione, finding yourself with her exact opposite was loosening you up. Luna was as organized as a four year old, saying things that made sense to only her without any concern for anything else. It was completely different for Hermione who needed everyone to acknowledge her brilliance and only believed something if she read it. You wonder if the last twenty-four hours would have been much safer and less hectic if Dumbledore had given you to Luna.

“What is a condom?” Luna says, her eyes back on you and her full interested renewed. That’s it for you, now you have to laugh. You start giggling before breaking out into hysterical laugher. After being nearly crushed and drowned inside your best friend and dwindling away to nothing in the last two days, Luna’s confused and flighty behavior is a breath of fresh air. You needed someone that wouldn’t look down on you or constantly worry. Luna hasn’t said one thing about your size and your starting to think she might not have even noticed. That only makes you laugh harder. Only Luna couldn’t notice that your smaller when your sitting in her own palm.

“What are we laughing about?” Luna asks as she starts giggling too. She’s a lot more reserved about her laughter, only making small hiccups while you laugh your heart out.

“Nothing! Nothing!” You gasp out as the laughter subsides. Wiping your tears from your eyes, you check your surrounding for the first time since being pulled from Luna’s bra. You see another familiar sight as you recognize the Room of Requirements around you. It was a special room in the school that someone could hide in and change anyway they liked. You had only seen the room as useful to train in secret with other students, ignoring the benefit this room had for everyone else. Now that you think about it, there is a whole other reason the Room of Requirements might be helpful for teens to go where no one could find them. It explained some of the stains you found when you first started the DA.

“Luna, it’s great to see you and all, but why was I in your bra?” You ask once the laughter ended. The last thing you remembered was Hermione’s twat trying to pulverize you.

“It’s great to see you too, I love what you’ve done with your hair, it looks so nice slicked back.” You rub your usually untidy black hair, finding it matted to your skull from Hermione’s juices. Ignoring your hair issues, you listen to Luna calmly explain why you were snuggling with her breast. “I found you in my bag after using the bathroom and thought you were a silly naked dolly. I didn’t want anyone to take you so I put you in my bra. I put lots of stuff in there because it’s safe, unless Cho Chang is feeling frisky, then the safest place is anywhere other then my boobies. I should have remembered I didn’t have any naked male dollies. Sorry for putting you in there.”

“It’s okay, you didn’t mean any harm,” you sincerely say, waving off the incident. If Luna wasn’t going to get upset about you humping her nipple, you wouldn’t worry about her putting you there. Her story did raise some interesting questions though, why were you in her bag? The obvious answer was that Hermione put you there, but why did she do that and not tell Luna? The only answer you could come up with was that she needed to hide you somewhere and had no other choice then putting you in Luna’s bag. Hermione might be in danger, but you think it probably has something more to do with Ron. He had been pawing at her last time you were conscious and you can’t picture your male best friend just walking away after that intense foreplay.

You’d bet a galleon that Hermione and Ron were getting it on right now, which made you even more grateful to be in Luna’s hands. The very last thing you want in this world is to be caught in the middle of those two getting it on. Being stuck between a lusty power mad witch and a dense horny wizard, while smaller then their fingers sound absolutely horrible. You avoided a bullet that time.

“Then everything is good,” Luna says, smiling softly at you. Her fingers wrap around you and she starts walking towards the door. “Now, I’ll walk you to your dorm and let you get freshened up. You smell like Cho Chang’s breath after searching for Nargles in other girl’s lady parts.”

“Wait! Don’t do that Luna!” You scream, stopping her in her tracks. She’d probably drop you off at the entrance to the Gryffindor dorms and leave you to be stepped on. As much as you’d love to be alone, you need someone to look after you and there is only one person, Hermione.

The thought of going back to the girl that had used you as pretty much a tampon left you wavering. You normally would trust her with your life, but not with your shrunken life. Hermione had proven that hormones and power were making her act out of control. She’d always be your best friend, but until your big enough to avoid being swallowed by any part of her, it was best to avoid her.

Other then Hermione, you could turn to Dumbledore. He was the only other person who knew about your condition that was at Hogwarts. But he was busy trying to fix you, he couldn’t watch over you at the same time. If you went to see him, he’d try to give you back to Hermione which was unacceptable. You’d have to tell him what had happened between you and Hermione to keep him from sending you back and that was a very unsettling thought. Dumbledore was like a grandfather to you, telling your grandfather that you’ve been used like a dildo and messing around all day is not a very fun thing.

“What’s wrong Harry, don’t you want to be with your friends?” Luna speaks up, wanting to know why she was told to stop. You look up at Luna, ready to tell her your problem, when you realize something; you have friends that can take care of you. Ginny, Neville and even Luna come to mind right away. The thought of being with Luna sounds the best right away. She’s obviously not bothered by your size, you can trust her and you might hear some more juicy information about Cho. If you stick with her, things are bound to be better then they were with Hermione.