Visit Ginny and Luna's charms lesson

When morning came, Harry and Hermione strode into Professor Flitwick's seventh-year charms lesson, evidently on the patronus charm. The diminuitive wizard looked up from his teaching in surprise, as did several other students. But after a moment, recognition clicked, and they went back to their work. Ginny, however, beamed at the pair, beckoning them over to where she and Luna sat.

No-one seemed to mind that they were both stark naked.

In fact, Harry noticed their bodies were getting a few envious glances from both Gryffindors and Ravenclaws.

"Good morning," lilted Luna, without looking away from her patronus. The ghostly hare bounded happily around Hermione's head.

"It is a good morning, isn't it?" grinned Harry, leaning in and giving Ginny a deep, passionate kiss. The redhead melted under his lips, in a way only he could make her.

"I do like our kisses," sighed Ginny, as their mouths finally parted.

Harry turned to Hermione, to see her glancing around breathlessly. Evidently she was still getting to grips with the idea that they could be publicly naked, and kissing, in the middle of a lesson.

"You okay?"

"Yeah," she nodded, swallowing. "It's just... this is so... arousing. Breaking the rules like this... I can't even imagine the trouble we'd get into!"

Harry smiled. "Go on, kiss her." He gestured to the Weasley girl, who was manipulating her horse patronus with ease. "I bet you'll like it."

Hermione bit her lip. With an excited half-grin, she leaned over her old friend, placing a hand on her cheek to tilt her face upwards. Seeing Ginny's ruby lips glistening, Hermione couldn't wait. She gently pressed her lips to the Weasley's, who initially returned the kiss with just as much delicacy, but soon began to push much, much harder.

"You're... you're okay with this?" Hermione suddenly asked.

"I really like that we're good enough friends to do it," beamed Ginny, taking her hand reassuringly. "Don't worry Hermione - your kisses are really nice. I wouldn't give them up for the world."

Hermione looked over her friend's shoulder, to see Harry was already groping Luna's tits through her shirt. The blonde girl seemed utterly at ease, having her mammaries squeezed and tugged whilst she idly played with her patronus.

"You would never let a girl strip you naked, would you?" Hermione asked Ginny, a mischievous curiosity growing in her. "Especially not in the middle of a lesson?"

"Of course not," she replied calmly, as if Hermione had just asked her for the time. "Why in the name of Merlin would I?"

"I don't know," shrugged the brunette, unbuttoning her friend's blouse, a smile pulling at her lips. "Just idly wondering."

Ginny glanced down as the top of her bra was exposed, then back up again, looking around Hermione to watch the rest of the class. "Hey Luna! Have you seen Cassandra's patronus?"

"The plimpy?" Luna looked over with her usual dreamy smile. She was bent over the desk, her knickers around her knees as Harry pounded into her, his eyes closed as he gripped her narrow waist. Luna seemed utterly at ease.

"It's very pretty. If you make a plimpy's skin into a hat it repels nargles."

"You do know what else plimpies are known for, though?" asked Ginny with a smirk, lifting her arms at Hermione's request so she could pull off her shirt.

"N-n-no," trembled Luna as an orgasm hit her. "Harry, I hope you don't mind, but it's quite distracting when you fuck me."

"But it feels better than a pleasure potion, doesn't it, slut?"

"I suppose so," sighed Luna, then gasped as Harry thrust especially deep into her.

Ginny rolled her eyes at her boyfriend. It was just so typical of him to go and fuck Luna whilst she was trying to have a conversation with her. "Plimpies are known for being great at multiplying," she giggled.

"Loving sex is healthy," smiled Luna. "Look at our relationship with Harry and Hermione! I think Cassandra is very lucky."

Hermione finally undid the Weasley girl's bra with a tap of her wand, and removed it with anticipation. The sight of Ginny's pale tits was thrilling - they were so round, so soft, so inviting... Hermione couldn't help but have a feel.

"I thought you said you wouldn't let me strip you." She turned her friend's head away from the sight of Harry and Luna, so those vivid green eyes had **** but to focus on her.

"Yeah, but it's you, isn't it?" replied Ginny staunchly.

"So?" pressed Hermione.

"So, I'm happy to let you because we're such close friends," explained Ginny tiredly. "It's normal between us - everyone knows that - but it wouldn't be with anyone else!"

Hermione cocked her head with a grin. "Oh. Good." She pulled the redhead close to her and kissed her passionately. Merlin, it was heaven to kiss her. Ginny's lips were so soft, yet she was so strong, so controlling in the kiss. Hermione squeezed those lovely breasts, and her partner gasped into her mouth, giving Hermione the perfect opening to venture forwards with her tongue. Ginny's mouth tasted of sweet plums.

Ginny had happily accepted Hermione's kiss, and welcomed the feeling of her hands roving her naked torso. It was a real treat, to be able to be friends like this. Giving herself over to her instincts, the Weasley girl began her own exploration, feeling Hermione's perky breasts, her soft waist, her arched back. She wanted her best friend to never stop kissing her, to keep caressing her until Merlin's return. Perhaps she would never have romantic feelings for Hermione, like she did for Harry, but that didn't make the intimacy any less addictive.

Harry kept pumping into Luna, barely able to stave off his climax. The blonde eighteen-year-old, still in her school uniform, had a very hot, slick pussy, that was perfect for hammering with all his strength. Luna had deteriorated to shuddering and whimpering into the desk, her eyelids fluttering uncontrollably, her mind lost in her pussy.

Hermione's arousal grew as she and Ginny kissed and stroked one another, until finally she sensed she had got as high as she could from foreplay alone. Just as she was considering removing Ginny's skirt and underwear, however, Harry groaned, spewing his load into the helpless girl in front of him. Hermione reluctantly realised she'd have to speed this up, and grabbed her wand.

"Gaudena," she uttered twice, pointing at each of their pelvises in turn. An orgasm finally overtook her, causing her to collapse, naked, into Ginny's embrace. The Weasley girl was too preoccupied to notice, letting out hiccup-like moans as she came, squirting into her panties until they were utterly soaked.

After a few seconds, Hermione looked up, and found Harry's eyes. He grinned at her, chest heaving. "Want to have some more fun?"