War & Peace: HP Style

Chapter 8 – You’re All I Need to Get By

You're all I need to get by.
Like an eagle protects his nest, for you I'll do my best,
Stand by you like a tree, dare anybody to try and move me
Darling in you I found
Strength where I was torn down
Don't know what's in store but together we can open any door
Just to do what's good for you and inspire you a little higher
I know you can make a man out of a soul that didn't have a goal
Cause we, we got the right foundation and with love and determination
You're all, You're All I need to get by.
All, you're all I want to strive for and do a little more
All, all the joys under the sun wrapped up into one
You're all, You're all I need to get by.

You’re All I Need To Get By as sung by Von Smith on American Idol


Tuesday, November 1st
Professor Snape’s Office, After Dinner


Severus Snape watched as the two students quietly shut the door on their way out. There were few things in life that shocked him anymore. However, his godson and Ms. Granger had managed to shock, worry, and anger him all within the space of a few minutes. The austere man leaned back in his leather chair and ran a hand through his limp hair. He needed to speak to Albus immediately. But first…

He picked up the empty vial that lay on his desk and staring at it, he reviewed the conversation that had just played itself out in his office a few moments earlier.


~*~*~Flashback~*~*~


The knock on his office door caused Severus to grumble under his breath. He was grading First Year essays and wanted to get them done as quickly as possible.

“Enter,” he called. He watched as Draco entered, but his eyes widened when Hermione Granger walked in behind him. He silently groaned, if these two were willingly entering his office together, trouble was definitely on the horizon.

“Make it quick, I don’t have time for pettiness today.” Though his tone was brusque there was a tinge of concern for his godson. He had heard rumors during his last audience with the Dark Lord that Draco had done the unthinkable and crossed his father to join up with Harry Potter.

Draco motioned for Hermione to sit in the one chair facing Snape’s desk and placed himself behind her. Severus quirked an eyebrow at Draco, then glanced at Hermione and frowned. Swotty know-it-all.

“Speak or leave, Draco, I don’t need to tell you that I have other things to attend to.”

“Sir, we need your help.” Severus snorted and it was on the tip of his tongue to ask why the know-it-all didn’t have the answer, but Draco continued speaking. “It involves You-Know-Who.” The younger Malfoy spoke earnestly, and Severus knew it was more serious than he imagined it could be.

“What happened that the two of you have ended up in my office together and you have not once drawn wands on the other?” He glanced at Hermione and noticed her hands balled up into fists in her lap. The knuckles were pure white leaving him with no doubt as to how tightly her hands were clenched. Her face was set in stone, no trace of emotion broke through, except for a brief sigh when Draco laid his hand upon her shoulder and began to explain everything that had led up to them appearing in his godfather’s office.

“Granger was walking back to her dorm when she was accosted by two Slytherins who forced her to drink a potion created by the Dark Lord. When I came upon them it was too late…”

“Too late? When you came upon them? Were you there when it happened?” Draco shook his head. “Then I do not want to hear it from you. Ms. Granger, I want to know precisely what happened. Leave out nothing.” Severus’ gaze was sharp as it focused on the girl and the knot in his stomach tightened.

Hermione took a deep breath, she hadn’t want to explain her humiliation to anyone, but the reassuring squeeze Draco gave her shoulder gave her the courage to talk.

“I was coming back from the library , it was almost curfew and I didn’t want to be caught by Mr. Filch wandering the halls. I had just turned the corner at the end of the hall when I ran into Theodore Nott. Greg Goyle grabbed me from behind. They wrestled me into an alcove and forced a foul tasting potion down my throat.” She made the explanation as brief as possible, not wanting to linger on any details and unwilling to say more than necessary. However, Professor Snape wanted to know what she wasn’t saying.

“Is that all that happened, Ms. Granger?” She shook her head but refused to meet his eyes. That was unusual in and of itself. She had never had a problem looking him in the eyes before. However, before he could question her further he noticed Draco’s jaw set in a grim line and opted to not press for answers now. He frowned deeply as he realized Hogwarts was now more dangerous than it ever had been.

“You. Hospital Wing. Now.” The words were spoken in short clipped sentences. Anger was evident upon the Potions Master’s face. “You should have gone straight to Madame Pomfrey, you foolish girl! As it stands it may already be too late to save you. When did you ingest it?”

“Just over two weeks ago, Professor,” Hermione and Draco both jumped as Severus slammed his fist onto his desk. He stood up with such force that his chair flew backwards into the wall behind him with a loud crack.

“TWO WEEKS!?! You fools! Get her to Pomfrey now and you both better pray to all the gods and goddesses you can think of that it’s not too late. We may not even be able to trace what ingredients were used. Insufferable dunderheads! I said MOVE!” Draco promptly dragged Hermione out of her chair. He’d never seen his godfather turn that shade of purple before and didn’t want to risk having anymore of his wrath turned in their direction.

Severus came around the side of the desk. His intent was to grab both of them by the arm and drag them to the Hospital Wing himself, but, he was stopped by Draco holding out a vial to him.

“This was the vial that contained the poison. We’ve been trying to discern by smell and what Hermione remembers tasting, what the ingredients were.” Grabbing the vial, Severus nodded. “You will return here once you explain to Madam Pomfrey the situation, Draco. There is much we still need to discuss.”

~*~*~End Flashback~*~*~


Severus caught the first student he could find in the hallway, a fifth year Ravenclaw who was terrified of the Potions Professor. “You. Find Harry Potter and tell him to report to my office immediately.” The boy nodded, but when he just stood there, Severus gave his best glare leaned over until he was staring directly into the boy’s face. “Now!”

The stupid boy jumped back and ran off to do the professor’s bidding. Severus allowed a smirk to creep onto his face, but then he sighed. He still needed to alert Albus of the latest developments, and it was time Ms. Granger knew of the fate they had been keeping from her.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Harry sat at the edge of the Black Lake, trying to focus his thoughts around organizing the DA for the upcoming Horcrux search and destroy mission. He was failing miserably. Thoughts of what had happened in the Prefect’s Bath last night had been plaguing him all morning. He had been zoned out in Transfiguration class, and Ron had had to elbow him sharply to get him to answer Professor McGonagall’s question.

Luna had blown his whole chivalrous attitude right out of the water with her favor. Closing his eyes he smiled at the memory of just how amazing a witch she was.

“Harry, I would like to ask a favor before you leave.” Luna’s words were soft, and turning back to face her there was a feeling in the pit of his stomach, a knowing that if he agreed to whatever she asked of him, a part of him would be changed forever. He nodded slowly, he was too curious to say no, and too much the proverbial Gryffindor to back down from a perceived challenge.

“I want to know what it feels like,” she said simply. Luna looked straight in his eyes and almost laughed as they widened and he audibly gulped in response to her statement.

Harry had a problem…a fairly decent sized, rather hard problem. But he ignored that in favor of trying to figure out what Luna meant. She couldn’t have meant sex, could she? Because that would be like she was propositioning him.

“What..” Harry’s voice cracked and so he cleared his throat and tried again. “What it are you referring to?” he questioned her. He tensed up even more as she leaned in closer to him, her perfect breasts rubbing softly against his arm, causing his cock to twitch painfully.

“Sex, Harry. I want to know what it feels like to have sex, and I want you to be the one to show me. I’ve read about it in various books and papers, but I must admit the act itself is what I would really like to experience.” Harry sighed. There was no doubt in his mind that he wanted her, would not be able to resist the lush young woman next to him for long. But he was resistant to being used as an experiment. She deserved better than a quick fuck on the bathroom floor, especially for her first time.

“Luna, listen,” he began and he shifted her away from him slightly, but kept an arm around her shoulder so she didn’t think he was brushing her off completely. “You shouldn’t just proposition any man you come across for sex. Someone could take you seriously and hurt you. You deserve better than that, especially for your first time.”

Luna smiled in spite of the fact that most girls would think Harry was turning them down. However, she could tell he was having a bit of problem sitting still, and that his gaze kept lingering to her breasts which were resting just above the water line. She would have her man, even if he didn’t realize he was hers just yet.

Placing one hand on his cheek, she softly whispered, “You’re not just any man.” Then she kissed him, gently at first then more heatedly as his arms tightened around her and pulled her roughly against him. His hands traveled down to her buttocks squeezing and shaping each cheek beneath his palms, and she moaned and squirmed ever closer. She felt his erection pressing into her hip and secretly marveled at the size.

Luna moved back slightly so she could slip a hand between their bodies. Gently she caressed his smooth member, letting her fingertips explore the shape and texture of him. Harry let out a deep groan and tried to get her to stop. She wouldn’t be denied though and wrapped her hand around his thickness, squeezing and pumping her fist up and down over him.

His eyes closed as he pushed his hips up to meet the motion of her hand. Luna began to pump faster, and Harry’s eyed opened to lock on to hers. “Love, wait,” he said gently removing her hand from his cock.

“Did I do something wrong?” She asked earnestly and Harry smiled.

“No you were doing just fine. However, I think its only fair that the one who was curious be the one to have the first orgasm.” Smiling devilishly he lifter her up so that she was sitting on the edge of the tub. Her body was laid out before him in all its naked glory and he took a moment to take it in.

Her hair hung wet around her shoulders, some of it clinging to the tops of her breasts, causing drops of water to roll down them. He let his gaze wander south, over her flat stomach, the gentle flare of her hips and the soft patch of blonde curls covering the most private part of her. She was perfect and his hands itched to roam every last inch of her and brand her as his. That however would come at a later date. Tonight, this moment, he would give her the beginnings of the experience she was looking for. He would not take her virginity tonight, but he WOULD be the one to take it.

Luna smiled softly as she watched the play of emotion across his face. His glasses sat slightly askew on his face, and his hair, which had yet to get wet, was mussed even more due to their kissing. Could he be any sexier? She didn’t think so, but when he placed his warm hands upon her knees so that he could spread her legs and stand between them, she caught her breath. When he bent to take one wet, straining nipple into his mouth she stopped thinking.

It was electrifying. The feel of his tongue as he swirled it around her nipple, the sensation that coursed through her when he sucked gently upon it had her gasping in pleasure. The tingly feeling in the pit of her belly turned into a white-hot ball of need as he turned his attention to the other breast and gave it the same treatment. Her hands came up to fist in his hair as the storm of feelings continued to zing through her.

His hands wandered down her torso and on to the tops of her thighs. He began to draw circles on her them with his fingertips and with each circle his fingers came closer to her core, causing her to clench her thigh muscles around him. He smiled into her skin as he kissed a heated trail down her stomach, and just above the triangle of curls.

Luna’s eyes widened as she realized Harry’s intent. Could he mean to kiss her there? Gently she tugged on his hair, causing him to look up at her. He bit back a grin at her eyes, so hazy with lust, and yet he could see there was a question in them.

“Are you…I mean…kissing…” She was flustered and turned on and suddenly shy all at once, and she was completely endearing. He decided to take pity on her and tell her what he was planning on doing to her.

“Yes, Luna, I am going to kiss you there, and touch you there.” As he spoke he began to gently draw his fingers up and down her slit, feeling the wetness and groaning himself at how erotic the whole situation was. “I am going to watch you fly, love.” He leaned in to capture her mouth with his own, letting his desire for her control the intensity of the kiss.

Fly? Luna wanted to question him further, but then his fingers were touching her, were opening her up and touching the most sensitive part of her. She gasped and moaned as he drew lazy circles with the pad of his thumb on her clit. The molten heat flowed through her from his touch and she arched back, pushing her breasts more fully in his face.

Harry reached out to tongue her nipples and suck them gently into hardened peaks. At the same time he gently slid a finger into aching core, causing her to roll her hips into him, searching for something she couldn’t name.

“Harry…oh Gods…” She whimpered over and over again, the words like a siren’s song to his ears and suddenly it wasn’t enough. He wanted, no he needed to hear her screaming his name and so he brought his mouth down to the very core of her. He removed his finger and used his tongue to lap up the sweet essence of her, and when he got to her clit he gently licked and sucked it into his mouth.

“Unnn….oh….oH …..OHHH” Her moans were becoming louder. Her hips were rocking up into his mouth and Harry slid two fingers inside of her moist heat, and began to pump them into her. Lifting his mouth from her body he straightened up and let the thumb of his other hand rub her clit. Her body was tensing and he knew that she was close. He needed to see her go over the edge.

Luna was lost. The pleasure coursing through her was unlike anything she had ever felt before, and it just kept building, taking her higher and higher, spiraling upwards for a seemingly out of reach destination. She opened her eyes and saw Harry staring down at her, a look of intense hunger on his face and she moaned his name.

“Please…..Harry…...Please!” She was begging him, and had no clue what she was begging for. Suddenly Harry changed the position of his fingers and hit a spot inside of her that had her closing her eyes as an explosion of colors and feelings took over. She screamed his name as her body convulsed with wave after wave of intense pleasure.

As the feelings subsided she slumped forward, resting her head on Harry’s shoulder. His arms came up around her and held her close. Yes something had definitely changed. Luna Lovegood would be his, no other man would ever have right to see her lost in pleasure at his hands other than him.

Luna sighed in contentment and said, “This must be how nargles feel after they find their mates.”

Harry just smiled into her hair, and placed a soft kiss on the top of her head. “I imagine this IS how they feel,” he responded.


“Potter,” a fifth year Ravenclaw called out to him, shaking him from his pleasant memory, “Professor Snape wants you in his office.”

Harry sighed and tucked away the memory of his interlude with Luna. What could the greasy bat want with him now?


Author's Note

HG4EVA - I know...poor Mione! I hated writing that but its all part of the plot. Can't say more than that or I'll give it away. =) As a writer, I am glad that the story is causing you to react emotionally....I must be doing something right then! ;-)

Hope this chapter was a little better reading for you! Thanks, hon!!
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DREAMWEAVER - Yes Hermione can outhink just about anybody and I envy her that trait. Unfortuantely in a magical world thats not enough to get by.

Progression in the Hermione/Draco department? LOL You'll see some in coming chapters. YAY! LOL

Sooooo.....what did you think of Luna's favor?

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