Fic: The Trio (Ron/Luna/Harry)
To: foreword
From: schmoo999

Title: The Trio
Author: schmoo999
Recipient: foreword
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Ron/Luna/Harry
Author's Note: I would like to thank the lovely K. for being my beta.


They were the most unlikely of companions, the most unlikely of trios. Once, the two young men had been part of the "Golden Trio," but after the end of their quest to destroy Voldemort and restore peace to the wizarding world, the female of their trio began to drift away. Hermione had stated she needed to live her life on her own terms, something that Harry and Ron tried to understand. So, in the end, they let her go but found themselves wanting, needing another point to their triangle. They didn't seem to do so well as a duo, they needed a girl to complete themselves.

How had Luna known what the two despondent boys needed? Ron and Harry decided it was better for all not to dwell on that. She offered herself as their third when they needed it and they took her up on her offer. Luna told them to come to her house on Diagon Alley Friday for lunch. She had said that the sun whispered to her that very morning that Harry Potter and Ron Weasley needed her. They didn't end up eating lunch. That is how once a week Ron and Harry found themselves meeting the dreamy, dark blonde-haired witch who at times seemed more powerful than any witch or wizard they had met before, even Hermione. Afterwards, she would tell them what day they would meet next. It was never the same time and no matter what Harry and Ron were doing they would both be at her house right on time without ever really talking about the whys or wherefores they were doing this.

The door to her house always opened on its own the minute the clock struck the hour she had told them to be there. The boys would go upstairs to her bedroom where she would be waiting in a silk robe. Tonight was no different. Luna was waiting for them, sitting on a velvet-covered stool with the old ties in her lap.

She stood up and let the silk robe with the big cabbage roses all over it fall into a pile at her feet. Nude, she walked over to her nightstand where a bottle and her wand waited. She turned in all of her curvy nude glory and with a wave of her wand and a low garbled word, the clothes of Harry and Ron were gone. The clothes appeared folded neatly on a chair by the fireplace, where a fire was always crackling cheerfully.

Luna would then take each of them and lead them to the bed.

It was one of those dark, heavy pieces... bigger than anything Harry had ever seen in his life. It had four testers that soared up towards the ceiling and held a canopy that had moving figures of fairies, sprites, satyrs, and all manner of mythological creatures frolicking around the woods stitched into the rich gold velvet.

The wood had leaves, vines, and roses carved with such delicate detail that you could see the morning dew on the petals of the never-ending blooms.

Luna had gotten out the old school ties with Gryffindor colors. She always tied the boys to the headboard with the ties of their house. She would giggle insanely while she did it. Somehow Luna got some kind of perverse thrill using the innocent ties for such a smutty assignment.

Luna was, for the most part, silent during these sessions. She would sigh... and giggle softly... but her silence is what made them bearable… what made it so easy for the boys to become addicted to them. Luna wouldn't ruin anything with chatter or make it more than what it was. A simple fuck session so that they all could function and go through the normal, daily routines of their lives. Not that anything Luna did was normal as Ron once pointed out to Harry.

She glided over to them, her skin glowing and making her nudity that much more tantalizing. She would sit between them with a sable paintbrush and dip it into the gray-black glittering ink. She would write out incantations on their skin… all over, their chests, arms, legs, thighs, stomachs, and faces. Luna would smile her mysterious, fae smile and wave her wand, releasing the magic in the words painted on their skin. Feelings would course through their bodies, the lust, the love the two boys had for each other...sometimes it would make them cry with the intensity of the feelings.

Luna would crawl over them then, licking, sucking and biting at their skin, their nipples, and their cocks. The moans of the boys would fill the room as each felt what the other felt, until it was a blending of sensations that overloaded the brain.

She would then release the ties and blindfolds. She would fall back on the down filled mattress and the boys would pounce on her… wanting to devour her while a cat-like smile of satisfaction would bloom on Luna's face. The boys would each take a side, latching on to a breast... and lave, lick, and gently bite the nipples… worrying them into pointed peaks until all three of them were squirming. Ron and Harry would rub their erect cocks against Luna's thighs, the feelings of lust breaking over and over like waves on a beach.

Luna would always let them go on and on with their torturous foreplay, she wanted to see how long they would last before someone would start sobbing and saying, "No more!" She had been known to utter those words once or twice and then demand one of the boys to fuck her as hard as he could.

Tonight she was breathing hard as they worked their way down from her heaving chest to her stomach. Ron laved the tender skin of her tummy as Harry kept going to the sparse curls covering her glistening pussy. Harry would slowly start nibbling until she was squirming and her breath would come out in gasps.

Ron would finally break and moan, "For God's Sake, Harry, fuck her!!"

They both left off and Harry, with one push, shoved his cock deep into her pussy. Luna arched up and screamed her pleasure, the boys moaned theirs, as the charm worked its magic and they all could feel themselves filled and on the verge of orgasm.

Harry pulled Luna up and fell back on the bed with her on top; Luna bounced up and down, her breasts jiggling with the motion. Ron knew where the lubrication was on her nightstand from before. He took a generous amount and started to rub the rosebud between the cheeks of her smooth jiggling buttocks. Ron worked two fingers in and Luna kept herself from tensing up.

This is what the boys needed her for. They needed her to join them and it was why she offered herself up to them. They could pour their love for each other into her and it made her feel like the most powerful witch on earth.

Ron slowly pushed his cock into her. Luna was sandwiched between the two boys, one fair and redheaded, light soul; the other dark, darker skin, hair and soul. She moaned, they moaned and all moved together until the painted words shot sparks into the air. They all climbed and climbed until only stars filled their vision.

The climax came over Luna first and with a scream she passed out, as the two she rode filled her until she felt like her heart was going to burst.

They gently pulled out of her.

Harry looked at Ron and by some unspoken agreement they climbed out of the monstrously huge bed and started to dress. But as they moved to the door to leave, they heard her.

"The clouds told me next Wednesday." Luna murmured before falling into a deep sleep.

Harry grinned and gave Ron a smacking kiss on the cheek before he ran downstairs and out into the cool crisp air.