4th Year
Over the Summer there were disturbing stories in the Daily Prophet. First a former Ministry official named Umbridge was found murdered with a Dark Mark over her home. A few days later the same thing happened to former Minster for Magic Fudge. Then, at the Quiditch World Cup, which the Longbottoms did not attend, there was a riot caused by former Death Eaters attacking the owners of the land it was held on.
The Longbottoms decided it might be good to leave the country for a while, so they accepted the invitation of the Grangers to go to the South of France with them. Since they would be swimming at the beach, Neville’s parents went to diagon alley and bought them swimming suits.
“Mom! I am NOT wearing this in public!” Protested Hari.
“I know it’s a bit revealing, but Madame Malkin says all the girls are wearing them now,” explained Alice Longbottom. “Why don’t you two go change and we’ll see how they look.”
When Hari and Neville emerged from their rooms, they were wearing garments that looked more like long john underwear than modern swim suits. The only difference in them was Neville’s had a slightly lower neckline and Hari’s included a miniskirt over her nearly fully covered body.
“I look ridiculous!” Protested Hari.
“I know it shows off your curves, and your feet are bare, but at least your skin is not showing,” explained Alice.
“I think they look cheer!” Exclaimed Neville, as he tried not to admire his foster sister’s curves.
“Tell you what, since we’ll be vacationing with muggles, how about I go to a muggle store and get a muggle suit, I’ll even get one for Neville,” offered Hari.
“I suppose if you took the Knight Bus it would be all right,” allowed Alice. “But don’t go into any magical areas without me.”
“Thanks mom!” Said Hari, as she gave her foster mother a hug and ran outside to catch the Knight Bus.
The Longbottoms ended up traveling to France via international port-key. They had arranged for the Gangers to meet them at the station.
“Hari!” Called Hermione, before pulling her into a hug. She then gave one to Neville. “Come on, this way!” Hermione led the Longbottoms out into the non-magical section of the station where a line of taxis were waiting for customers. Hermione’s father, Dan was waiting by a van sized taxi that would take them to their hotel.
“Can we take them by the beach first, before we go to the hotel?” Asked Hermione.
“Sure, pumpkin,” agreed Dan Granger before instructing the driver to let them stop by the beach first.
When they saw the beach, the Longbottoms (except Hari) were shocked at the amount of skin on display. Everyone’s swim suits were so small compared to the Longbottom’s long johns. Most of the people, including the women, had their chests completely bare!
When they got checked into the hotel room, and started unpacking, Hari spoke up:
“I knew this would happen so I got some mundane suits for you two too,” explained Hari, as she handed them out. “We can take turns changing in the bathroom.”
Frank went first, and came out wearing some baggy swim shorts that went about 1/4 the way down his thigh.
“Not too bad,” agreed Frank as he looked at himself in the mirror.
“Except you need to take the shirt off when you get to the beach,” explained Hari. “Men don’t usually wear shirts at the beach. Now your turn mom.”
Alice came out wearing a conservative 2-piece bathing suit.
“It’s really small,” complained Alice. “My underwear is bigger than this.”
When it was Neville’s turn, he came out of the bathroom blushing heavily as he wore nothing but a black Speedo.
“I’m not sure I can go out like this,” attmitted Neville.
“Oh, you’ll be fine,” countered Hari. “Especially when the cute girls get a look at you.”
“I feel like they can see ALL of me!” Complained Neville.
When Hari came out, she was wearing a string bikini with very small triangles.
“You are NOT going out in public dressed like that young Lady!” exclaimed Frank.
“Aw, come on! All the girls are dressed like this!” Protested Hari.
“I think you need to wear the suit I got you,” scolded Alice.
“How about this? We’ll wear these suits, but you’ll cast muggle-notice-me-not charms on all of us. That way only Hermione will be able to see us,” countered Hari.
“Well . . . . All right,” agreed Alice.
And so, Frank Longbottom cast the charms on them and they went down to the beach. There, they saw the Grangers, except the adults didn’t seem to notice them. Neither did anyone else. Hermione’s bikini was a little bigger than Hari’s but still pretty daring. Unlike most of the women on this beach, she still had her top on. After laying out their towels, Frank and Neville went for a swim while Hari decided to work on her tan laying next to Hermione. They laid on their backs for a while, then rolled on their bellies. Hermione untied her top so the straps wouldn’t leave tan marks, so Hari did the same. After laying this way for a while, Hermione turned her head to face Hari.
“Hey Hari . . . Want to leave our tops off when we turn over?” Asked Hermione.
“Sure, I’m game,” replied Hari as she turned over exposing her bare chest to the world. No, actually, only Hermione and the Longbottoms could see her this way.
“Hari, what are you doing?” Hissed Alice, as she tried to scold her foster daughter without breaking the notice-me-not charm.
“Getting a suntan,” replied Hari.
“Put your top back on this instant!” Hissed Alice.
“You’re the only one that can see us,” countered Hari.
Just then, a beautiful blonde woman set her towel down next to Hari, smiled at her, then took her own top off before laying down. The woman looked to be somewhere in her late teens/early twenties. Everyone on the beach appeared to be staring at her.
“Excuse me, are you a witch?” Asked Hari.
“Oui. Fleur Delecur,” said the woman as she rolled on her side to offer Hari her hand. “Is that why you have that muggle-notice-me-not charm up?”
“My mother doesn’t want people seeing us in normal bathing suits,” explained Hari.
“Well if no one can see you, why do you keep your top on?” Asked Fleur, as she sat up more, to address. Alice, who was beyond, Hermione and her mother, who was also topless.
“Besides, everyone else is dressed like this, even Hermione’s mom,” challenged Hari.
Alice frowned at the four topless women, then took her own top off before laying on her belly with her head facing away from them.
“Hey Hermione, Hari, who is this!?” Asked Justin, who had just walked up to them and noticed Fleur for the first time.
“Justin!” Hermione gasped and put her hands over her breasts.
“Hi Justin,” said Hari, who didn’t even try to cover herself. There didn’t seem any point. Besides, they had already seen all of each other that time they hooked up.
“Now you see! You see, this it what I warned you about,” screeched Alice as she rolled over to scold Hari.
“Oh hi Alice! I didn’t see you were here,” said Emma Granger.
“You broke the charm mom,” laughed Hari. “Now everyone can see us.”
“That might be true if my vela allure were not drawing all their attention to me,” corrected Fleur.
After that first day, Frank and Alice were a lot more relaxed about being seen on the beach. Neville spent a lot of time in the water, trying to hide the visible evidence to the effect all these scantily clad women were having on him.
After their vacation, their school shopping also included fancy dress robes. Hari convinced Alice to also let her bring a mundane cocktail dress.
On the train they met up with their usual friends. And at the Feast it was announced that there would be a Tri-Wizard Tournament this year instead of Quiditch. When the delegates from Beubatons arrived, Hari was surprised to see that Fleur woman that she had met at the beach. When the champions were chosen, Fleur was one of them, along with Cedric Diggory of Hufflepuff House and Victor Krum from Durmstrang. To no one’s surprise, there was not a fourth champion in this Tri-Wizard Tournament.
When they had started up the study group, Hari had seen in Draco’s mind that he suspected that his ‘father’ was involved in the Death Eater attacks on Fudge, Umbridge and the World Quidditch Cup. This was not a surprise to Hari, but she had Draco set up a meeting with Lucius Malfoy for their next Hogsmede weekend. When Lucius entered the private room he had reserved for this meeting, Hari was already present. She was making no effort to hide her true appearance with her eye’s glowing with unearthly light and she was telepathically tickling his mind in a way that set off his fear receptors. Lucius collapsed to his knees.
“My Lady,” whimpered Lucius as he kow towed then crawled forward to kiss the hem of her robe.
Hari scanned him deeply enough to see the connection between him and the Death Eater Attacks. She saw that he had called up his old friends to help him get revenge on Umbridge and Fudge for what had happened to his son. But once started, things had gotten out of control. His friends wanted to restart the blood war. And with no word from the Dark Lord, they wanted Lucius to be their leader.
(I see) telepathically projected Hari. “Keep your people in line, No more attacks until after New Years. I, am some others of my choosing will attend this years New Year’s Ball. Tell all your friends to be there. I will speak to them then.”
“Yes, my Lady,” whimpered Lucius.
“You may go now,” commanded Hari, as she stopped stimulating mortal terror in the man.
“Yes, my Lady,” replied Lucius, as he got up and left.
When Hari told the study group about the meeting and what she had in mind, Hermione volunteered to help and wrote her parents to help her gather materials for the presentation.
It was shortly after they were told about the Yule Ball that the study group was meeting again. Before they started on their Hogwarts homework all anyone wanted to talk about was the Yule Ball. It was only for 4th years and above, so Colin, Denis and Luna couldn’t go unless an upper year boy asked them. Colin wasted no time.
“Sally, would you go to the Yule Ball with me?” Asked Colin Creavy.
“I would be happy to,” replied Sally Perks.
“As long as we’re asking now, Susan, will you go with me?” Asked Neville.
“It would be my pleasure heir Longbottom, replied Susan Bones, as Hannah frowned in disappointment.
While this was going on, Hari was remembering how surprised Luna had been when she learned that all of them considered her to be their friend. When Hari had been Lyta Alexander, attitudes had been much more relaxed than in the present. In the mundane world, homosexuality had only been legalized relatively recently. And it still carried a stigma so great the many people were ashamed of and hid their attraction to their own gender. But in the 23rd century, that stigma had vanished completely. It was completely normal to have relationships with anyone regardless of gender. But the Wizarding world was stuck in Victorian times. As a result, being a gay man was a great crime that could get you castrated. Lesbianism, on the other hand was perfectly okay and women were allowed to form life-long committed relationships without fear of legal penalties.
“Luna, would you go to the Yule Ball with me?” Asked Hari.
“It’s alright if you just want to go as friends,” replied Luna. “I like having friends.”
“Yes, Luna, I’m your friend, we all are,” replied Hari as the others nodded in agreement. “But no, I am asking if you will go to the Yule Ball as my date?”
Luna, who perpetually looked surprised, looked even more surprised at this.
“Yes . . . Yes I will go as your date,” replied Luna. “And I will go as far as you want me to,” she whispered, not too quiet for the others to hear.
Dean snickered at that and Hermione smacked his arm to shut him up.
“Great! It’s a date!” Proclaimed Hari. “Do you want to wear matching dresses?”
“I don’t really have a nice one,” admitted Luna.
“Well, next Hogsmead weekend, we can go shopping together, perhaps get you one that matches mine?”
And so, the next Hogsmead weekend, Hari and Luna used the floo to sneak into London where Hari could buy Luna a dress that matched hers.
When it came time for the Yule Ball, they were both wearing black, backless dresses that clasped to their neck and had a neckline that came down in a ‘V’ almost to the navel. The hem was mid calf but was slit up the sides up to the hip. Hari’s pumps were so tall she was almost en pointe. Luna’s were even taller so that they were eye level with each other. When they entered, only the muggleborn were surprised to see two girls attending the Ball together. They had dinner, and danced together, and had a good time. Finally, they decided to take a stroll outside to cool off. So they walked hand in hand.
“Thank you for asking me to this,” said Luna. “I’m having a really nice time”
“Me too,” replied Hari, as she turned and grasped Luna’s other hand. “You’re really such an interesting person, I knew I would have a good time with you.” Hari slid her hands up Luna’s arms as she leaned in until Hari had grasped Luna’s face with both hands. Luna looked surprised, but not scared. So Hari pulled her into a kiss. When she did, Luna wrapped her arms around Hari and pulled their chests together in a tight hug. Hari tried deepening the kiss, gently probing with her tongue while opening her mind for Luna to see. Luna responded by greedily licking the sides of Hari’s tongue, which she found extremely arrousing. And with her mind wide open, Luna knew that she did too. From the way Luna was acting, Luna was feeling the attraction as strongly as Hari was. But it was one particular thought that made Luna break off and look deeply into Hari’s eyes so she could say:
“Alright . . . we can go back to my room,”
Luna had one of the few minds she couldn’t read. It looked like a hurricane in there. So she didn’t know if Luna was thinking the same sexy thoughts that Hari was.
But apparently she was, because Luna took her by the hand and led her to the Ravenclaw Tower. Things were very different in Ravenclaw Tower. Apparently Luna had a small room all to herself. There was a single bed, a dresser and a trunk. The walls were lined with shelves that were full of books. Luna led her to the bed and kissed Hari again, as her hands worked to help her out of her dress. Hari returned the favor for Luna, as she kissed her back.
The two of them didn't get any sleep and it was near time to get up to get ready for breakfast when Hari reflected on what just happened. Hari was still keeping her mind open to Luna while she spooned the girl. It was during Luna’s first climax when the hurricane of Luna’s mind took on an effect like the eye of the storm. That was when Hari realized that those swirling thoughts were . . . it was Love . . . Love that had no where to go. But when Hari did that to her, the winds had shifted. Now it was all blowing in the same direction towards her. Luna had latched onto Hari, and now Loved her with an intensity that most people never experienced. And with Hari’s mind open, Luna could see that this was just sex for Hari. She considered Luna a friend and wanted to make her friend feel good. Another problem was with Luna’s Love now all directed at Hari, her mind was now wide open for anyone to see into. Just as she had had to learn not to scan everyone around her all the time, Luna would have to learn how to keep people out.
(It’s alright) thought Luna.
(What?) thought back Hari.
(I can see you just wanted this to be a one time thing.) thought Luna. (It’s alright . . .)
(I admit it. I did think that when we started,) thought Hari. (But I would be foolish to not give someone a chance who Loves me as much as you do. So if you want, I can be your girlfriend)
(Really!?!) thought Luna, as she turned over to kiss Hari. They were late for breakfast that day.
This was the start of an ongoing relationship for Luna and Hari, one that deepened over time for Hari. By the end of the school year, Hari was as deeply in Love as she had ever been. (But still not as much as Luna)
After the Yule Ball they had gone home for the Hollidays. Hari attended the Malfoy New Year’s Ball and brought Hermione with her. The Death Eater’s were, to say the least, shocked at what they saw.
This was the year they were taught the notice-me-not charm and it’s variations. It wasn’t hard once she learned it for Hari to take it apart to see how it works. So now she could give herself privacy in the shower. And she could do it both with and without her wand.
The Tri-Wizard Tournament continued. Hermione was the hostage for Victor Krum in the second task. She had gone to the ball with him and the two were becoming close. Cedric won the Tournament.
As the year ended, they rode back to London and their lives on the Hogwarts’ Express.