Harry really hoped that she meant drinking cups but he knew that she didn’t. He was still hanging from Luna’s huge fingernails until she took off her sweater, undid the buttons on her shirt, push open her bra cup (Harry could see her nipple which was at least three times the size of him), put him in the center of her nipple, closed up her bra cup and tightened up her bra so that the tiny Harry couldn’t escape.
Harry wriggled around attempting to escape but he just couldn’t get out. As Harry wriggled, Luna giggled.
“Tee he he! That feels nice! Carry on.”
Harry squirmed around in his warm, squidgy prison for hours as Luna was going through the school day. When Luna eventually pulled Harry out he sighed with relief thinking that torture could finally be over, but he was oh so wrong.
Luna had a room all to herself because all of the other girls got fed up and asked to move into a room without her.
Luna was holding Harry between her thumb and fingernail again. What does Luna do next?
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