Harry and Ron were up to their usual mischief, sneaking around the deserted corridors of Hogwarts long after curfew. They turned a corner and stumbled upon a sight that made them stop in their tracks. Luna Lovegood, her ash-colored hair in disarray and her bulging eyes even more surprised-looking than usual, was leaning against the wall, muttering to herself about "seeing wrackspurts" and "the Thestrals being invisible to the sober."
Harry and Ron exchanged playful insults, each trying to outdo the other in mocking Luna's eccentricities. "Looks like the Loony Lovegood is at it again," Harry snickered.
"At least she's not wearing a lion's head on her chest this time," Ron retorted, referring to the time Luna had mistakenly enchanted her necklace to look like a Gryffindor mascot.
Luna, not one to back down, retaliated with a witty comeback that left the boys momentarily stunned. "At least I'm not a mudblood who's only famous because of a dead savior," she slurred, taking a jab at Harry's heritage and his famous status.
Seizing the opportunity, the boys hatch a plan to take advantage of Luna's drunken state. Harry and Ron lift Luna onto her hands and knees, her Ravenclaw robe falling to reveal her pleated skirt and colored tights. Harry, feeling a little guilty, tries to back out, but Ron, ever the instigator, convinces him otherwise.
Luna, still coherent enough, protests half-heartedly, her words slurred and her movements slow. "I'm not that kind of girl, you know," she mumbles, but her body sways with the rhythm of the boys' movements as they begin to undress.
Harry and Ron, with a mix of excitement and trepidation, begin to undress. Luna, not one to be left out, tries to join in, but her movements are too clumsy and uncoordinated. The boys take this as a sign of her consent and position themselves on either side of Luna.
Harry, with a playful smirk, enters Luna's mouth, while Ron, with a devious grin, enters her pussy. Luna, too drunk to resist, lets out a soft moan, her body swaying with the rhythm of the boys' movements.
Harry and Ron, lost in the moment, forget their guilt and give in to their desires. They fuck Luna from both sides, their movements becoming more urgent and intense. Luna, her body trembling with pleasure, reaches a drunken climax.
Harry and Ron, unable to hold back any longer, cum in Luna, their bodies shuddering with release. The boys, spent and satisfied, help Luna to her feet, her body limp and her eyes glazed over.
They leave Luna in the corridor, her clothes in disarray and her body covered in their cum. Harry and Ron, feeling a mix of guilt and satisfaction, walk away, already planning their next trick.
As they leave, Harry can't help but feel a twinge of guilt. "Was that really okay?" he asks Ron.
Ron shrugs. "She was asking for it, Harry. She's always so weird and out there. She's not like other girls."
Harry nods, but he can't shake the feeling that they may have taken advantage of Luna's drunken state. But he pushes the thought aside, eager to move on to their next adventure. After all, they're the tricksters of Hogwarts, and they have a reputation to uphold.
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