As she then rolled to face him, she said, "My visions show me that it's me who will be the mother of your children."
"O-oh!" he exclaimed. "That's why I'm now quite willing to do this with you." Then her hand reached forward to his lap.
As her hand reached him he suddenly took a deep shocked breath and exclaimed, "O-OOOHhhh!"
A little while later and with the bed-covers kicked down, Luna lifted her head from his lap and, while licking her lips, said, "It's a little saltier and pastier than I thought. But, altogether not too distasteful."
Harry was lying with a dopey grin on his face and a vacant expression in his eyes. He didn't respond.
Not waiting for one, she then swung her upper leg over his waist before following it with her body and sat down on his upper thighs.
That snapped him out of his stupor. Looking into her eyes he asked, "Ummm... are you sure?" She smiled back and said, "I am."
"I... don't want to hurt you."
"You won't," she calmly replied. "You won't, because I know you never willingly would. And you won't, because I've just taken a certain potion."
"I-it's my―" he tried.
"First time. Mine too," she said. "That's why I took the potion."
Then she reached down to the junction of where she sat to fondle a bit more. He didn't see her other hand was in between her own legs, because his eyes were closed and he was groaning again.
In less than a minute she was rising up slightly to slide forward a little.
The next morning, after more of what they enjoyed the previous night, Harry had just walked into the en-suite to shower when Luna quickly hopped out of bed, donned a housecoat quickly brought to her by a Dobby with his eyes closed and hurried down to the kitchen. Sirius was already there and waiting while sipping on a cup of coffee.
With a first look of surprise he was just to about to say something. However, with a vertical finger being waggled back and forth to emphasise her point, Luna got in first and said to him, "Remember, Black... Not. One. Word."
Then, before he could say anything back, she hurried back upstairs to be in the room when Harry came out of the shower. Once inside and with the door quietly re-shut she immediately stripped the housecoat off and jumped back into bed. She was settled only one to two seconds before Harry stepped back out and into the room.
Then she calmly rose, 'still' naked and walked by him and into the en-suite. She wore nothing but a smirk for him, as if to say she knew what he was thinking.
As she passed, what he was thinking was to give her a swat on her backside. It didn't help that she wiggled it back at him, as if inviting him to do so, as she stepped into the bathroom and closed the door.
With a sigh at the door in remembrance of what they 'got up to' together, he moved to get dressed.
With Harry waiting for Luna to come out of the shower and dress before they headed down to the kitchen together, once she came out of the bathroom he was disappointed to learn she actually had to go back to her own room to get dressed.
"I didn't bring a change of clothing in with me last night, Love," she explained. "Go down and keep your godfather company. I won't be long. Then she donned her housecoat - which she apparently to Harry did bring in with her, though he didn't remember seeing it - and hurried out of the room to her own. Dobby had already collected all the discarded dirty laundry.
He, now dressed back in his combat boots, olive green combat pants and black T-shirt, headed down to the kitchen.
When Luna walked in a few minutes later, Harry was wolfing into an eggs, bacon, baked beans on toast and hash browns breakfast while his godfather just watched him with a pleased grin on his face. However said godfather, as promised, hadn't said a word about Harry and Luna sleeping together. He'd also hardly said any other word, either, beyond 'Good morning'.
As Harry looked up and beamed her a radiant smile, not saying anything because his mouth was full, she said, "Good morning Sirius, Harry." Sirius replied, "Good morning, Luna." As Harry nodded.
With Harry not looking at him, after a glance at the boy, Sirius turned back to her with a wide grin, waggled his eyebrows at her and winked.
After first checking Harry wasn't paying attention again for herself, he was again focused on his breakfast, she scowled back at Sirius; which just had him grin even wider back.
He might have been 'ordered' not to say a word, but that didn't mean he couldn't make facial expressions - did it?
With thoughts in her head of later having a talk with the older man about propriety, Luna sat at the table and Dobby placed a breakfast before her.
Luna now often preferred a small egg-white omelette on wholemeal toast, no butter or margarine, and trimmed bacon on the side. It wouldn't be an 'English' breakfast without bacon. And she also had both a glass of fresh unsweetened orange juice, which she preferred to pumpkin juice; and the makings for a cup of tea.
That's when Harry finally cleared his mouth enough to wish her a good morning; though he was doing it for show, as he'd already wished her one in his room before their 'morning sex'.
She was barely halfway through her breakfast when, near-simultaneously, Harry finished the food part of his breakfast and moved to his tea and the owl from the Daily Prophetshowed up. Harry, quicker in his reflexes, managed to snag the Prophet before his godfather could.
Opening it out he ignored everything bar the headlines, looking for the two stories from Skeeter. However they were the second and third articles, the ones on the front page directly below the lead, anyway. As he quickly read through them, especially the third which covered the interview, his slight expression of worry just as quickly changed to one with a wide and pleased grin. Then he simply closed and folded the newsparchment up before sliding it down the length of the table to his godfather. Luna, sitting to Harry's side and eating, just watched it slide by.
After Sirius quickly unfolded it, he found the articles right away. Then moved onto the article that covered the attack in the Alley on Harry as he stepped out of the bank. Both, of course, were written by Skeeter.
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