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Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling
Chapter 20: Deathly Hallows part 4: “Ron, we need to talk”
The next morning, during breakfast, Hermione asked:
“Did you use Luna’s wand during the night?”
“No,” replied Harry. “Nothing came up to make me see the need.”
“Because I’ve been thinking,” said Hermione. “I’m not certain whether the trace is attached to Luna or her wand.”
“So if I use her wand, It might bring the Ministry down on us,” theorised Harry.
“Sorry Harry,” said Luna. “I guess Hermione is the only one of us with a wand after all. Could one of you carry the locket for a while?”
I’ll take it,” offered Hermione, as she put the locket chain around her neck.
“Yesterday, you wished me a Happy Winter Festival day,” said Harry. “What did you mean by that?”
“Is it a wizard custom I haven’t heard of?” asked Hermione, sarcastically? “Or it something from your ‘Clan’ that you keep telling us about?”
“It’s a custom that Iga the taught us,” explained Luna. “On the Winter Solstice night, we’d drink a special mushroom tea and dance. Gradually people would drop out of the dance to Share Pleasures with people other than their mates.”
“So it’s like a swingers party?” sneered Hermione. “My parents are swingers.”
“No, our music was very different from American Jass,” replied Luna
“By the way, I think you should know, Harry, that Luna offered to have sex with Neville if you would give your permission,” snarled Hermione.
“Is this true?” asked Harry. “Do you want to have sex with Neville?”
“Wow, that locket is really affecting you this morning! . . . It IS true,” confessed Luna. “See, when I first joined the Clan, any man could demand a woman to Relieve his Needs and she had to comply. But if a man of the Clan wanted to use another man’s mate in his presence, it was polite to ask his permission first. So yes, I would enjoy Sharing Pleasures with Neville. I enjoyed being his Redfoot the year after I was yours. But I would never do that without your permission.”
“Did you sleep with Ron too?” asked Hermione.
“I DID offer to be his Redfoot before Neville,” replied Luna. “But he turned me down.”
“Hermione, I think you need to let me carry the Locket for a while,” ordered Harry.
After, Hermione took off the locket, she apologized:
“I’m sorry, Luna. My PMS started this morning and that and the locket made me a little bitchy,”
“It’s all right,” replied Luna. “I could see the nargles were affecting you.”
“You said when you first joined the Clan women didn’t have a choice about sex. Did that change later?” asked Hermione.
“It was Iga’s doing,” explained Luna. “She was from a different kind of people . . . people that looked more like us than the Clan did. She was convinced I was some sort of Goddess and appointed herself my Priestess. She even gave herself the title: Clanluna.”
“Didn’t you tell her you were just an ordinary woman?” asked Harry.
“Many times!” replied Luna. “But she refused to believe me; thought I was testing her faith.”
“I think I will stand guard again tonight, so I am going to catch some sleep,” announced Harry.
“I think I will go hunting again,” added Luna.
A few months later, Luna and Hermione awoke to find Ron was back! They discovered this when he burst into the tent wielding a sword and woke them with:
“Bloody Hell!”
Ron had caught them in bed together. They were covered by the blankets, but Hermione was wearing only her knickers, while Luna wasn’t even wearing those.
“Ronald!” exclaimed Luna as she hopped out of bed, giving him an eyeful.
“GET OUT RON!” screamed Hermione.
Ron fled the tent. Once the flaps were closed, Hermione quickly dressed along with Luna. After she’d dressed, Hermione stormed out of the tent and pushed Ron.
“YOU ASS! RON WEASLEY!” yelled Hermione, as she pushed him again.
“Look!” said Ron, as he held up the destroyed remains of the locket one hand and the sword of Gryffindor in the other.
“So you destroyed the horcrux!” snarled Hermione. “Why are you back? Why do you have the Sword of Gryffindor?”
“It’s a long story,” replied Ron.
“A long story is it?” snarled Hermione. “Harry, give me my wand!”
“Wait! Why does he have your wand?” asked Ron.
“It’s a long story,” replied Harry.
“Happy Birthday to me!” said Luna, as she cast a hare patronis, that interposed itself between Ron and Hermione.
Once everyone had calmed down and Ron had explained how he had found them, Harry and Ron went into the tent, while Luna cooked their breakfast and let Hermione vent to her about how angry she was at Ron for abandoning them. Finally, she grabbed Luna by the hand and drug her into the tent.
“Ron, we need to talk,” demanded Hermione.
“Uh . . sure?” said Ron.
“Luna and I are together now,” explained Hermione
“What do you mean?” asked Ron.
“I mean, Luna is my girlfriend now,” clarified Hermione.
“No you’re not,” refuted Ron.
“Ron, I think I know who my own girlfriend is!” replied Hermione.
“But girls can’t be girlfriends with each other!” protested Ron.
“Yes we can, and we are!” replied Hermione.
“But . . . how would that even work?” asked Ron.
“Like this!” said Hermione, before pulling Luna into a toe curling kiss that caused them to moan and grind against each other. When Luna started to reach under her shirt, Hermione broke off the kiss. She didn’t want to give Ron THAT much of a show.
“Bloody Hell!” said Ron, as this unfolded before his eyes.
“You should also know that Hermione and I are also Sharing Pleasures with Harry,” added Luna.
Hearing that, Ron sunk down into a chair. He sulked all through breakfast.
“I’m grateful that you were willing to loan me some of your clothes over the past months,” said Luna.
“Not that she wore them very much,” grumbled Ron.
“Now that I”ve got my wand use back, I’d like to go home and get some of my own clothes to wear,” added Luna.
“All right, If we don’t stay very long, we should be safe,” agreed Harry.
But it was not to be. Luna did manage to change into one of her own dresses, hose and shoes. And she tied her sling around her head as a headband. She also managed to grab her cloak. And stuffed an armful of her clothes into Hermione's bag. But the Death Eaters attacked and they had to apparate away before Luna could retrieve the expanded trunk she had been planning to take back in time with her to the Clan.
They appeared in the midst of a whole group of snatchers, you-know-who’s private army of bounty hunters. They tried running. They tried fighting. But they were all overcome. Just before they were captured, Hermione hit Harry in the face with a disfiguring hex, in an effort to disguise him.
Now that they were captured, the Snatchers planned to take them all the Malfoy Manor. The place where the Death-eaters Forced her in her previous life . . .
Earth’s Children is owned by Jean Auel
Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling
Chapter 20: Deathly Hallows part 4: “Ron, we need to talk”
The next morning, during breakfast, Hermione asked:
“Did you use Luna’s wand during the night?”
“No,” replied Harry. “Nothing came up to make me see the need.”
“Because I’ve been thinking,” said Hermione. “I’m not certain whether the trace is attached to Luna or her wand.”
“So if I use her wand, It might bring the Ministry down on us,” theorised Harry.
“Sorry Harry,” said Luna. “I guess Hermione is the only one of us with a wand after all. Could one of you carry the locket for a while?”
I’ll take it,” offered Hermione, as she put the locket chain around her neck.
“Yesterday, you wished me a Happy Winter Festival day,” said Harry. “What did you mean by that?”
“Is it a wizard custom I haven’t heard of?” asked Hermione, sarcastically? “Or it something from your ‘Clan’ that you keep telling us about?”
“It’s a custom that Iga the taught us,” explained Luna. “On the Winter Solstice night, we’d drink a special mushroom tea and dance. Gradually people would drop out of the dance to Share Pleasures with people other than their mates.”
“So it’s like a swingers party?” sneered Hermione. “My parents are swingers.”
“No, our music was very different from American Jass,” replied Luna
“By the way, I think you should know, Harry, that Luna offered to have sex with Neville if you would give your permission,” snarled Hermione.
“Is this true?” asked Harry. “Do you want to have sex with Neville?”
“Wow, that locket is really affecting you this morning! . . . It IS true,” confessed Luna. “See, when I first joined the Clan, any man could demand a woman to Relieve his Needs and she had to comply. But if a man of the Clan wanted to use another man’s mate in his presence, it was polite to ask his permission first. So yes, I would enjoy Sharing Pleasures with Neville. I enjoyed being his Redfoot the year after I was yours. But I would never do that without your permission.”
“Did you sleep with Ron too?” asked Hermione.
“I DID offer to be his Redfoot before Neville,” replied Luna. “But he turned me down.”
“Hermione, I think you need to let me carry the Locket for a while,” ordered Harry.
After, Hermione took off the locket, she apologized:
“I’m sorry, Luna. My PMS started this morning and that and the locket made me a little bitchy,”
“It’s all right,” replied Luna. “I could see the nargles were affecting you.”
“You said when you first joined the Clan women didn’t have a choice about sex. Did that change later?” asked Hermione.
“It was Iga’s doing,” explained Luna. “She was from a different kind of people . . . people that looked more like us than the Clan did. She was convinced I was some sort of Goddess and appointed herself my Priestess. She even gave herself the title: Clanluna.”
“Didn’t you tell her you were just an ordinary woman?” asked Harry.
“Many times!” replied Luna. “But she refused to believe me; thought I was testing her faith.”
“I think I will stand guard again tonight, so I am going to catch some sleep,” announced Harry.
“I think I will go hunting again,” added Luna.
A few months later, Luna and Hermione awoke to find Ron was back! They discovered this when he burst into the tent wielding a sword and woke them with:
“Bloody Hell!”
Ron had caught them in bed together. They were covered by the blankets, but Hermione was wearing only her knickers, while Luna wasn’t even wearing those.
“Ronald!” exclaimed Luna as she hopped out of bed, giving him an eyeful.
“GET OUT RON!” screamed Hermione.
Ron fled the tent. Once the flaps were closed, Hermione quickly dressed along with Luna. After she’d dressed, Hermione stormed out of the tent and pushed Ron.
“YOU ASS! RON WEASLEY!” yelled Hermione, as she pushed him again.
“Look!” said Ron, as he held up the destroyed remains of the locket one hand and the sword of Gryffindor in the other.
“So you destroyed the horcrux!” snarled Hermione. “Why are you back? Why do you have the Sword of Gryffindor?”
“It’s a long story,” replied Ron.
“A long story is it?” snarled Hermione. “Harry, give me my wand!”
“Wait! Why does he have your wand?” asked Ron.
“It’s a long story,” replied Harry.
“Happy Birthday to me!” said Luna, as she cast a hare patronis, that interposed itself between Ron and Hermione.
Once everyone had calmed down and Ron had explained how he had found them, Harry and Ron went into the tent, while Luna cooked their breakfast and let Hermione vent to her about how angry she was at Ron for abandoning them. Finally, she grabbed Luna by the hand and drug her into the tent.
“Ron, we need to talk,” demanded Hermione.
“Uh . . sure?” said Ron.
“Luna and I are together now,” explained Hermione
“What do you mean?” asked Ron.
“I mean, Luna is my girlfriend now,” clarified Hermione.
“No you’re not,” refuted Ron.
“Ron, I think I know who my own girlfriend is!” replied Hermione.
“But girls can’t be girlfriends with each other!” protested Ron.
“Yes we can, and we are!” replied Hermione.
“But . . . how would that even work?” asked Ron.
“Like this!” said Hermione, before pulling Luna into a toe curling kiss that caused them to moan and grind against each other. When Luna started to reach under her shirt, Hermione broke off the kiss. She didn’t want to give Ron THAT much of a show.
“Bloody Hell!” said Ron, as this unfolded before his eyes.
“You should also know that Hermione and I are also Sharing Pleasures with Harry,” added Luna.
Hearing that, Ron sunk down into a chair. He sulked all through breakfast.
“I’m grateful that you were willing to loan me some of your clothes over the past months,” said Luna.
“Not that she wore them very much,” grumbled Ron.
“Now that I”ve got my wand use back, I’d like to go home and get some of my own clothes to wear,” added Luna.
“All right, If we don’t stay very long, we should be safe,” agreed Harry.
But it was not to be. Luna did manage to change into one of her own dresses, hose and shoes. And she tied her sling around her head as a headband. She also managed to grab her cloak. And stuffed an armful of her clothes into Hermione's bag. But the Death Eaters attacked and they had to apparate away before Luna could retrieve the expanded trunk she had been planning to take back in time with her to the Clan.
They appeared in the midst of a whole group of snatchers, you-know-who’s private army of bounty hunters. They tried running. They tried fighting. But they were all overcome. Just before they were captured, Hermione hit Harry in the face with a disfiguring hex, in an effort to disguise him.
Now that they were captured, the Snatchers planned to take them all the Malfoy Manor. The place where the Death-eaters Forced her in her previous life . . .
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