Luna smiled brightly, looking like a slightly more youthful version of Lady Lovegood. "I'm feeling your boobies, Alex, couldn't you tell?"
"Well, don't!" She reddened. "How would you feel if I grabbed yours?"
"Would you like to?" Luna pressed them together.
Alex yelped. "No! Just, c'mon. We've got stuff to do."
Luna pouted and they soon found themselves walking down Knock-turn Alley, masked (Luna's was blue as opposed to her own black one), hooded, and attracting more than a good bit of attention from the local wildlife, although it mostly backed off when Alex flashed glowing red fingers in their general direction.
"Oh, I was wondering if I'd ever see you again,"—the stout little shop keeper of the ritual supply shop finished filling a box labelled 'phoenix ash'—"and you've brought company." He nodded at Luna who was inspecting the massive skull of some ancient magical monster.
Alex adjusted her mask. "We need a stake made from a dementor bone."
The shopkeeper sucked his breath in between his teeth. "Not asking for much this time, are you?"
"Can you do it?" "No."
Alex's shoulders slumped.
"But I might know of someone who might have one and might be persuaded to part with it for… for the right price."
Alex frowned under her mask. Something about the way the man had said that last bit felt wrong, but… "So, who is this wizard?"
"Unfortunately, I can't just give you his name. But I can point you in the right direction and let him know to expect you." He paused. "Who should I say is coming to visit?"
Alex looked towards Luna who gave a small nod. She turned back to the shop keeper. "Blue Mask and Black Mask." The lighthouse was tall and white and jutted out from the land like… like… like something Luna would undoubtedly have no problem thinking about. Alex shook herself and jogged to catch up with the dreamy blonde who was now standing at the edge of the cliffs, arms outstretched, letting the sea wind blow her hair and silken robes all over the place.
"Are you done?" Alex asked, panting slightly from the effort.
Luna turned back around. "Yes. I was just enjoying the view. It's amazing to think what might be out there."
"What? The sea?"
"Yes. So much gets lost down there."
Alex blinked. "I guess." She shook herself again. "Shall we?"
Luna nodded and they made their way along the coast to where the lighthouse stood hard and firm against the elements, proud and erect. Alex shook herself so hard her mask slipped, forcing her to re-adjust it. Morgana damn this body!
Alex knocked on the front door, which was opened by a tall, bald, middle-aged man in a long black robe with large, pointy, upturned collars.
"Well?" the man asked gruffly.
"We've been told you will be expecting us and that you might have a dementor bone stake for sale."
The man looked her and Luna over. He smiled a smile of sin and vice. "Blue Mask and Black Mask. Heh. Come in."
The moment Alex stepped over the threshold, a much older looking ghost dressed much the same as the man swooped into the room.
"Oh my, those two curvy fuck toys look like they need a good dicking!"
Alex stilled, too shocked to move.
The man turned back. "Ignore my master, he's been like that for years."
Alex's brain started to reboot. "Master?"
Luna had stepped past her and was now inspecting various objects around the chintzy sitting room they found themselves in, busily ignoring the ghost who was now hovering in front of her and making kissy faces. "Yes," the man drawled, "a dark wizard obsessed with life and death to such a degree that he performed a ritual to ensure he became a ghost when he died. Of course, now he has to deal with an eternity with no body, which, apparently, he misses."
"Damn yes I miss it!" The dark robed ghost carelessly floated through Luna causing her to shudder. "Especially when two hot things like you turn up."
Alex was starting to really hate this place. She turned back to the live one. "The sharpened dementor bone, how much do you want for it?"
The wizard scratched a point on his bald head. "Well, that's tricky. See, I don't really have much need for money, got enough of it already." Alex hesitated. "Then what?"
The wizard grinned. "Seeing my master go through what he did made me a lot more philosophical about life. You've got to live for the now, grab it while you can, and all that. It may be too late for my master, but it isn't too late for me."
Alex frowned, confused. "What?"
"He's suggesting," and Luna's voice now sounded about as dreamy as a steel bar, "that we have sex with him in exchange for the stake."
Alex flushed indigently. "Hell no! I'm not going to do anything like that!"
"I'm inclined to agree with you."
The man leered. "Well, the way I see this, you can accept my offer, we all have a roaring good time and you get the dementor stake, or…" he flicked a wand into his hand "…I'll take what I want anyway."
Silence.
The world slowed.
Alex's eyes widened. The man raised his wand and fired something purple towards her. She hadn't even moved an inch before something invisible slammed into her from the side.
The world sped back up and she found herself flying straight out of the lighthouse's front door,
The door slammed shut.
Alex tumbled. Pain.
She slid to a stop.
Her hands, knees, thighs, and shoulders burned. She ignored it and struggled to her knees.
Luna!
Bangs, thuds and cries of pain came from the lighthouse.
She forced herself to her feet.
The lighthouse went quiet.
No!
She stumbled forward for the door, brought a stunner to her fingers, flung open the door, and charged inside. Her eyes widened and the stunner died on her fingers.
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