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The Real Wizarding World Chapter Thirty

It took a moment for everyone to get over their shock. They had expected Luna, but her pet slave was another matter entirely. They all sat in stunned silence, staring between Luna and the collared and leashed slave at her feet.

“Hermione, hold on to this for me,” Luna said as she handed her leash to a still surprised Hermione.

“Harry, there’s something important I need to talk to you about. In private,” Luna explained.

“Alright Luna,” Harry agreed, his interest piqued. “Hermione, Emma, let’s go. We can talk in the other room.”

“No,” Luna shook her head firmly. “You can tell whoever you want afterwards, but I need to tell you something in private first.”

Harry looked at Hermione and Emma, then back at Luna, deciding what to do. This was definitely Luna. It was next to impossible for someone to imitate all her mannerisms and quirks to this degree, but there was something different about her. He had never seen the blond so focused before.

After a long moment, his curiosity finally won out. “Ok, Hermione, Emma, you wait here. I’ll be back soon,” he said, leading Luna to his study and closing the door.

“Ok, you have my attention Luna,” Harry said as he took a seat behind his desk. “What’s all this about?”

“I need to tell you something, Harry,” Luna said as she sat down in front of him, more serious than he had ever seen her before. “It’s a secret that my family has kept for a very long time,” she said, her eyes fixed on his. “I’m a seer, and so was every woman in my family line.”

“My mother wasn’t there to teach me when I was growing up, so I didn’t understand what was happening until well after I graduated. But the reason I acted the way I did was because I could see both what’s happening now, and also possible future events at the same time.”

Harry stared at Luna skeptically. He met a lot of people that claimed to be seers over the years, and just about all of them either turned out to be either frauds, crazy, or a combination of both.

“I knew you would react this way,” Luna said, her voice soft and understanding. “That’s why I waited so long before coming to see you. This is one of the few moments in our lives where I’m able to convince you.”

“Alright Luna,” Harry said, willing to indulge his friend. “How do I know what you’re saying is true?”

“I know that when you killed Voldemort you gained his memories, and his magic,” Luna replied. “I also know that you are Arcanum.”

Harry’s eyes widened slightly before he schooled his features, releasing his wand from its holster, and into the palm of his hand as he weighed his options. He couldn’t have Luna upend his plans.

‘Maybe a targeted obliviate would work?’ he thought before quickly dismissing it. No one should know the truth about Arcanum. He was far too careful for that secret to get out.

Which meant Luna really was a seer, and erasing her memories wouldn’t work. That left him only one option, and it was one he was loathed to take.

“You can put your wand away, Harry,” Luna interrupted his thoughts. “I’m not here to stop you. I’m here because I agree with what you’re doing, and want to help you.”

“Why would you want to help me?” Harry asked, furrowing his brow suspiciously. Luna was the last person he would expect to agree with what he was doing, much less want to help him.

“I’ve seen what happens if you don’t take control of the Wizarding world, Harry,” Luna explained. “The muggles find out the truth about us. It leads to a war like nothing we’ve ever seen before. Death and destruction on a global scale, and in the end, neither wizard nor muggle survives.”

“…And you see a better future with me in charge?” Harry asked.

“For Hermione and Emma, this is their best possible future,” Luna explained. “I’ve seen the versions of the future where you didn’t become Arcanum, where you never found out the truth of the Wizarding world, and it always ends in their death.”

“What? How do they die?” Harry asked in alarm.

“Viktor Krum,” Luna explained. “He’s had an unhealthy obsession with Hermione starting from when he met her in Hogwarts, during the Triwizard tournament. When Crouch attacked him with the cruciatus curse in the final task, it nearly broke his mind.”

“The experience shattered his confidence, and he sought out and performed some very dangerous rituals to increase his power. At the moment, he is barely hanging on to his sanity.”

“Without you to stand in the way, he becomes the master of both Hermione and Emma. But they never accept him as their master no matter what he does, and this shatters his mental image of Hermione. It drives him into a violent rage, and he kills them both.”

“After that, he maintains control over his coven by promising them more wealth and power than they have ever seen before. They eventually usurp the triumvirate, but in doing so, they expose us to the muggle word.”

“The muggles lump all of us together as the problem, and make plans to exterminate us all. We kill a large number of them, but eventually they learn how to protect themselves from our magic.”

“We are stronger, but they have the numbers, so the war drags on for decades, neither side giving an inch. They eventually use nuclear weapons, cutting our numbers in half, but we quickly learn to re-direct them, targeting civilians areas.”

“In the end there is so much death, and so much of the planet becomes uninhabitable that both muggle, and magical alike, end up going extinct,” Luna said gravely.

Harry slumped in his chair, feeling the weight of Luna’s words. She was telling the truth. She knew far too much about what he’d done already for him to believe otherwise.

“So it was Krum that ordered their kidnapping,” Harry realized.

“Actually, it was me,” Luna revealed.

“What?!” Harry demanded.

“I waited as long as I could, hoping you would do it on your own,” Luna replied calmly. “But Victor was getting ready to do the same, and he would not employ Arcanum to do it. They would have disappeared, and you would have never seen them again.”

“I thought I just got lucky,” Harry said, realizing that it had all been just a little too easy, how everything had just fallen into place at exactly the right time.

“You need Hermione and Emma with you to win,” Luna said. “It all falls apart without the the three of you.”

“You weren’t like this back in school,” Harry observed. The subject matter aside, it was the most straight forward conversation he had ever had with her.

“It was too much for me then,” Luna explained. “I didn’t understand what was happening to me, or if what I saw was even real.”

“So you can see everything that’s going to happen?” Harry asked.

“It’s complicated,” Luna paused, her gaze unfocused as she thought of how best to explain it. “…You see time as a straight line, moving in in one direction. I see it as a spiderweb. Every moment of every day there are new webs created, new paths, new directions, a symphony of interconnected possibilities. I could spend my entire life charting all the possible futures, and still only see a small fraction of what could happen.”

“I’ll find Krum,” Harry decided, a hint of steel in his voice. “I can kill him now and prevent all of that from happening.”

“It’s not that simple, Harry,” Luna replied. “Krum used his quidditch career to amass a great amount of wealth, influence, and power over the years, and no one truly knows how unstable he actually is. If you kill him now, a few of the covens will believe you, but most will side against you.”

“Fights will break out amongst both sides, and it will eventually spill over into the muggle world, kicking off the war we must avoid at all costs.”

“If I can’t kill him, what am I supposed to do?” Harry demanded, giving in to his frustration.

“You need to continue with your plans, Harry,” Luna replied patiently.

“Is there anything else you can tell me?” Harry asked. “Anything else I should know that could help?”

“I’ve told you everything I can… for the moment,” Luna replied.

“So there is more I should know about?” Harry asked.

“That is difficult to answer,” Luna replied. “When you know something is going to happen if effects how you behave, which in turn effects how others react to you, which then changes what’s going to happen in the future.”

Harry nodded, understanding Luna’s point. “So how much of this can I tell the others?”

“You can tell them that Victor was the one that wanted to kidnap Hermione and Emma,” Luna said. “Everything else you have to keep from them, even Hermione and Emma.”

“The slave you came here with, who is she? I don’t recognize her,” Harry asked, changing the subject.

“That part I can tell everyone at once,” Luna explained.

“Alight then Luna, will you join our coven?” Harry asked, holding his hand out, formally inviting her to join him. Having a seer on his side could be useful.

“Yes,” Luna smiled as she shook his hand.

“Alright,” Harry said, “let’s go tell everyone the good news.”


Harry and Luna walked back out into the living room to find everyone having a drinks and talking quietly amongst themselves.

“I’ve talked things over with Luna, and she’s going to be joining our coven,” Harry explained. “She’s also found out who ordered Hermione and Emma’s kidnappings.”

“Who was it?” Ron asked curiously.

“Viktor Krum,” Luna answered.

“That’s not that surprising,” Neville remarked, his voice laced with a tinge of disgust. “I remember the way he looked at Hermione during the yule ball, he was obsessed.”

Even back then he could see that Harry had his eye on Hermione, and didn’t like the idea of Krum going after his friend’s girl, especially in the way he did.

Ron and the twins nodded along, thinking along the same lines.

It was only Hermione that had a look of surprise on her face. She had thought Viktor was her friend. “Why Master?” Hermione asked. “Why would he do that?”

“Over exposure to the Cruciatus curse,” Luna explained, going into a brief description of Victor’s descent into madness and obsession.

Everyone was silent for a moment, digesting Luna’s words, before the next question they had been curious about came up.

“What about your pet slave, Luna?” Neville asked. “How did that happen?”

“Her name is Nagani,” Luna replied.

“What?!” Harry demanded, followed by similar exclamations from Ron and Hermione. “The same Nagani that was a horcrux for Voldemort?”

“She’s the same Nagani, but she isn’t a horcrux anymore,” Luna explained.

“Wait, I don’t understand,” Ron interrupted. “Nagani was a snake, not a woman.”

“She wasn’t always a snake,” Luna explained. “She suffers from a blood curse called Maledictus. It causes her to transform into a snake, over time the curse spreads to more and more of her blood, becoming more powerful. Eventually, she loses the ability to turn back into human form.”

“So, how is she human now?” Fred asked curiously.

“The curse is in Nagani’s blood,” Luna explained. “There’s a muggle technique to draw blood from a donor. I do that once a month for her, and have her drink blood replenishing potions to replace it. It weakens the curse enough for her to keep her human form.”

“But I killed Nagani,” Neville said in confusion. “I cut her in half with the sword of Gryffindor.” He remembered it clear as day. It was the same day that Harry killed Voldemort.

“You did cut her in half,” Luna agreed, “but you didn’t kill her. It destroyed the horcrux inside of her, but not Nagani herself. While everyone was fighting, she made her way to the forbidden forest, and put herself into a sort of hibernation while her magic worked to re-generate her other half.”

“That’s where I found her a few weeks later. I thought she was just an ordinary snake,” Luna lied, not wanting them to know about her seer abilities just yet. “So I took her home with me to heal her. I gave her some blood replenishing potions, and the next morning, I found her asleep, in human form.”

“I put her in a body bind and questioned her with Veritaserum. After I found out who she was, I knew I couldn’t send her to Azkaban. She would have escaped almost immediately, so I decided to keep her as my pet to make sure she didn’t cause anymore trouble.”

“I even performed the slave binding ritual. It’s too bad she decided not to participate, though. The power boost would have been nice,” Luna said, finishing her explanation.

“Luna? Are you sure you have her under control?” George asked skeptically. “We’re talking about one of Voldemort’s most dangerous followers here.”

Luna looked around the room, picking up on their doubt, and hesitation. “So, you need a demonstration?”

“Yes,” Harry replied. “Nagani nearly killed just about everyone in this room on one occasion or another. We need to know she won’t try something like that again.”

“Alright Harry,” Luna smiled cheerfully as she picked up Nagani by the waist, as if she weighed no more than a feather. She sat down on the sofa, settling Nagani over her knee.

“Did you hear what Harry said Nagani?” Luna asked as fondled Nagani’s ass.

“Yes, mistress,” Nagani replied, keeping her eyes downcast. She would never get over how humiliating it was to both be held prisoner by this waif girl, and utterly dependent on her at the same time.

She knew better than to argue at this point. Beyond the spankings she received for ‘misbehaving,’ Luna had an almost eerie ability to sense what embarrassed her, and then heaped it on her while she could do nothing to stop her.

“Who do you belong to?” Luna asked, running her hand up and down her back like she was petting an over excited puppy.

“…You Mistress,” Nagani replied, hiding her face in embarrassment.

Bellatrix seethed from her spot on the floor. Why was Nagani allowed to talk when she wasn’t?

“We were late to the party, Nagani. Why was that?” Luna asked in a soft voice as she looked at the surprised faces of her former classmates.

“Because I was a bad girl,” Nagani replied, knowing what Luna expected of her.

“What did you do, my bad girl?” Luna cooed, cuddling her slave to her chest.

“…I didn’t do what I was told, Mistress…. I tried to hide, so I wouldn’t have to come to the party,” Nagani replied, knowing any other response would have led to a far more humiliating punishment.

“That’s right,” Luna said as she gently kissed Nagani’s forehead. “And what do you have to do to be my good girl again?”

“…I have to be spanked, Mistress,” Nagani said, her face flushed red in embarrassment.

“Go on then,” Luna urged.

“…Please spank me, Mistress…,” Nagani said, keeping her eyes glued to the floor. “I’ve been a bad girl, and I need to be punished,” she continued, rubbing her thighs together, desperately trying to hide her arousal from the hungry eyes of everyone watching them.

Bellatrix’s eyes narrowed as she watched the woman grovel, a look of disgust etched across her face. ‘It must be some kind of trick,’ she thought. ‘There’s no way this is the real Nagani, the fearsome and deadly familiar of the Dark Lord.’

“Alright pet, since you asked so sweetly,” Luna purred, her voice dripping with honey as she leaned in, close to Nagani’s ear. She raised her hand, bring her palm down against Nagani’s ass with a sharp crack that echoed through the room. Smack!

A wave of heat rushed through Nagani’s body as the sting of the slap sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through her. She squirmed on Luna’s lap, as she felt the heat rise from her reddened skin, but didn’t try to escape the spanks that followed. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Hermione and Emma exchanged a look of confusion and awe, both of them wondering the same thing. What could Luna have possibly done to bring Nagani, one of the most powerful and deadly of Voldemort’s followers, to this?

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Neville watched with a growing sense of arousal as Luna put her pet in her place. “Up Bella,” he ordered, patting his lap.

Bellatrix climbed up onto Neville’s lap quickly, hoping to avoid a spanking of her own. When she settled herself over his lap, she could feel the unmistakable hardness of his erection pressing against her side.

Despite how much she loathed him, she couldn’t stop the shiver of arousal that tingled down her spine at the thought of him inside her again.

Neville trailed his fingers down the curve of Bellatrix’s firm ass, feeling the smoothness of her skin as he watched Luna take charge of her misbehaving slave. He slipped his fingers between Bellatrix’s slick folds, feeling her wetness coat his fingers as they watched the erotic sight in front of them.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Luna continued to spank her slave at a leisurely pace.

Bellatrix did her best to ignore Longbottom as he plundered her pussy, clenching her teeth determined to show him that his hold over her was not as strong as he thought, but the dampness between her legs and the growing warmth spreading through her body quickly became too much to ignore.

Despite her best efforts, she felt her body surrendered to his touch. She arched her back, unable to resist the ecstasy he brought her as she pushed back against his probing fingers, a soft moan escaping her lips.

Nagani winced with each spank her Mistress delivered. Even when she shifted her ass in one direction or another, it made no difference. Each spank landed in exactly the same spot, each one feeling more intense than the last. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

Minerva watched from her place on the floor, sitting beneath Fred and George, her eyes wide in astonishment. She had never thought Luna Lovegood could be capable of something like this. She had been such a quiet girl, lost in her own world when she attended Hogwarts, and now she was effortlessly dominating one of Voldemort’s most deadly followers.

She rubbed her thighs together, feeling the slickness between her legs as she continued to watch Luna dominate her slave. After spending so much time with the twins and testing out their inventions, her sexual tastes had expanded far beyond what she had considered proper.

The sounds Nagani made as Luna spanked her, the moans, the grunts, the gasps she no longer bothered to suppress. She couldn’t help but feel a wave of desire wash over her.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Luna laid down one last series of spanks to her misbehaving pet’s ass before caressing her stinging cheeks, and massaging away the pain.

If Bellatrix could speak, she would curse in frustration. She had been so close, but Longbottom denied her, pulling back just before she could cum. She had hoped Longbottom would be too caught up in what he was watching to notice how close she was.

Nagani sighed in relief as her Mistress finished spanking her, glad that it was finally over, but froze at her next words.

“You’ve been such a good girl, taking your spanking without complaining,” Luna cooed. “I think you deserve a little reward.” She said, trailing her fingers down Nagani’s thighs, circling the tips of her fingers over Nagani’s slick folds, and teasing her with feather light touches.

Nagani wanted to groan in frustration. Her Mistress had been doing this to her for months. She would find some contrived reason to spank her, then afterwards would finger her to a mind blowing orgasm.

After a few weeks of this treatment, her body started to betray her. She would get wet with anticipation the moment Luna started spanking her.

She would keep her on the edge, sometimes for more than an hour at a time, before she broke down and begged for release.

Her Mistress knew her body even better than she did, every curve, every crevice, making her write in pleasure as she played her body like a skilled musician.

Nagani bit her lip, desperately trying to contain her mounting pleasure. She couldn’t believe Lovegood was going to make her cum in front of all these strangers.

Ron watched, transfixed, as Luna went from spanking Nagani to exploring her pussy, proving how much control she had over her slave. He could feel his cock pressing uncomfortable against his pants, and wondered if he should have Narcissa take care of it for him.

Luna could feel the warm droplets of Nagani juices dripping onto her fingers. She was always like this after a spanking, and had been so good today. ‘She deserved a treat,’ she thought.

She slid her index and middle fingers into Nagani’s slick folds, feeling the warmth and wetness of her pussy. Her thumb found Nagani’s swollen clit, pressing down as she pumped her fingers in and out at a slow and steady pace.

Nagani’s body arched in pleasure as her Mistress expertly fingered her. She bit her lip, trying to contain herself as her breath quickened. She knew what was coming. It was a foregone conclusion, but she hoped desperately that she could hold out this time, and not make a spectacle of herself.

Luna smiled, realizing her slave wanted to play. She used the ring on her finger to turn on the vibration in Nagani’s tail, adding to her pleasure.

Nagani’s eyes popped open as she felt the intense vibration deep in her ass as her Mistress continued to finger her and realized she had lost. A deep moan escaped her lips as she surrendered to the pleasure her Mistress gave her.

“Oh, does my pet want to cum?” Luna asked seductively, adding a third finger to her slave’s tight pussy.

“UGH! UGH! UGH UGH!” Nagani grunted, her body trembling with pleasure as her moans filled the room.

As Nagani writhed in ecstasy, everyone else in the room faded away. It was just her and her Mistress now. She pushed her ass back to meet Luna’s thrusting fingers, surrendering to the will of her Mistress.

She knew she couldn’t escape her, not anymore. The thought of going on, living a life where the pleasure she felt now was just a distant memory was unbearable. She had grown too addicted to the pleasures only her Mistress could provide her.

“Tell me what you need, my pet,” Luna whispered seductively into her ear. “Tell your Mistress what you crave.”

“Please, Mistress,” Nagani begged with a lustful whimper. “Please, let me cum. Ugh! OH OH, oh gawd,” she moaned, grinding her hips against her Mistress’s hand as she felt the vibration from her tail intensify. The scent of her arousal filled the air as her Mistress picked up the pace, pistoning her fingers in and out of her slick pussy.

“Who do you belong to?” Luna demanded.

“You Mistress! Only you!” Nagani screamed out as her mistress held her on the edge of a powerful orgasm.

“Who does your body belong to?”

“You, Mistress!!”

“Who does your mind belong to?”

“UGH! UGH! UGH! YOU MISTRESS ONLY YOU!!” Nagani screamed.

“Who does your soul belong to?”


“Then cum for me, my beautiful pet,” Luna ordered, her voice laced with desire.

“GAAAWWWD!!!” Nagani screamed out as she had one of the most powerful orgasms of her life.

Luna looked at the faces of her friends in triumph as she slowly pulled her fingers out of her slave’s quivering pussy, knowing they couldn’t question her mastery of her pet after what they had just witnessed.

Thanks for reading and supporting me. What did you think of the latest chapter and the revelations about Luna and Viktor?

We’re getting close to the end of the second arc of the story, and I’m going to start planning out the third arc soon. Please let me know if there’s anything you want to see in the next part of the story, or any characters you want to see show up.


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