BIGGER THAN US

Chapter 29


Draco chatted with some former house mates and scanned the Great Hall for Hermione. She was chatting, fussing and laughing with a group of witches. Fred went to the witches and gave Hermione a cup of wine.

"For the winner," he said.

"Thanks Fred, I was running out," Hermione said and took a sip.

Draco saw Fred nod at George.

What are they up to? he thought. He knew scheming when he saw it.

He saw Hermione take another sip of wine and take a deep breath. He next saw the Weasley twins pour a bottle of wine into several cups at the refreshment table. Ginny tapped Hermione on the shoulder; Hermione pointed out the wine on the table. Ginny took two glasses; she started drinking one (to Fred's alarm) then went back to the witches group and gave one to Kathy. As Kathy took a drink, George shouted "No!" to her but it was in vain. Kathy and Hermione walked away not hearing. Now Fred and George were arguing. It was obvious that the twins had again started mischief. Draco went to them.

"Problems gentlemen?" he asked.

George and Fred took Draco aside and explained to him a new product they were working on, specifically an "arousal" potion geared for women.

"Aren't lust potions illegal?" Draco asked.

"Not our kind...exactly," George said.

"It won't harm anyone will it?" Draco asked.

"It shouldn't, but we saw someone drink it-" George started.

"-that really shouldn't have," Fred finished.

"Who?" Draco asked.

"Kathy Granger," Fred said weakly.

"And Ginny," George added.

"Oh shite," Draco said.

He scanned the room and saw who had the cups of the tainted wine: Hermione, Ginny, Susan Bones, Minerva, Lavender Brown and about twenty other witches he didn't know.

"Okay, where's the antidote?" Draco asked.

Fred and George looked at each other guiltily.

"Oh fuck it all you two, don't you remember the first rule of potions?" Draco demanded.

"Which is?" a silky voice from behind them asked.

Severus had seen Draco and the Weasley twins conversing intensely and knew something was up.

"Always have an antidote," Fred replied.

"Antidote for what?" Severus asked with a raised eyebrow.

Fred and George remained silent so Draco told the story. Severus glared at the twins.

"We figured this would be the perfect time and place to give the potion a test run," George said.

"At the expense of unsuspecting witches," Severus said and glanced at Kathy.

"We know, all right? Our sister had some," George said.

They did not want to see their little sister in lust; although it would be for Harry, they still didn't want to see it.

"I need a sample of the wine to determine the ingredients of your potion to configure an antidote," Severus said.

"How long will that take?" Fred asked.

"I have no idea, you imbecile; meanwhile, some witches will be feeling the effects from uncontrollable arousal until I do," Severus snarled. "It's that or..."

He knew; when someone imbibed a lust potion, they either had to drink the antidote or achieve a release through sex.

"We need to quarantine the affected witches; I assume you were able to come up with a way to identify the control subjects?" Severus asked.

"Yes...they have the white cups," George said. "We really didn't mean for things to turn out like this."


Across the room, Hermione licked her lips and felt a warm, pleasant ache in a certain spot and felt a very sudden, very strong need for Draco. She looked at Ginny. She was blushing, rubbing the back of her neck and was glancing nervously around the room. She saw Harry and her nostrils flared.

She next saw Minerva shooting Albus shy, fleeting glances, patting her forehead with a handkerchief then winked at him.

At last she saw her mother, leaning on a table, a look in her eyes she had never seen before, also patting herself with a napkin. She went to Kathy.

"Mum, do you feel odd?" Hermione asked in a shaky voice as another wave of arousal washed over her.

"Pumpkin, what kind of wine is this?" Kathy asked quietly. "I feel positively randier than I've ever felt. It's a rather nice feeling," she finished with a chuckle.

Kathy closed her eyes, took a deep breath and sighed. In that second, Hermione knew. She sniffed the cup and looked at everyone else who had the white cups. With a mix of anger and lust, she turned a faced the room with narrowed eyes. Someone had caused her mother to drink a potion. Severus saw Hermione talking quietly to her mother. Kathy held up the white cup and patted herself again with a napkin. When Severus saw Hermione sniff the cup and glare at the room, he knew it was time to take action. He had to let Albus know, and soon by the ravenous looks Minerva was giving him.

He hurried to Albus and said, "Albus, we have a situation."


Minutes later, a plan was made. The beaus and husbands of the potion drinkers

were instructed to get the ladies out of the Great Hall as soon as possible. It was like the witches were possessed. Hermione especially; she was protective of her mother and could possibly go on a rampage against the Weasleys. Severus saw how the other witches were reacting to the potion and had to approach Kathy carefully.

Ron took Susan from the Hall, being forcefully groped in the process.

Harry had to carry Ginny out; she was trying to attach her lips to his neck and was urging him to show her "his real wand."

Severus had to stifle laughter at the sight of Albus trying to reason with Minerva, who kept insisting that he show her "the powerful magic kept hidden under his robe."

Maybe the night wasn't a total loss.

Draco was having a time with Hermione, who was trying to convince Draco that they could tango naked to the nearest broom cupboard. She wrapped her arms around him and whispered in his ear. Draco gulped and looked at the ceiling. He was losing the battle with Hermione's lust.


Now he had to deal with Kathy. She was facing the corner, knowing that she was feeling so very randy in a room full of people made her feel extremely self conscious. She sighed as another wave of arousal washed through her body.

Severus approached her and laid a hand on her shoulder.

"Kathy?" he asked softly.

Kathy shivered in delight at his touch and the sound of his voice and whimpered softly.

"Yes Severus?" she whispered.

"I need to take you from this room," he said softly and took the cup from her.

Kathy knew she would sound like the world's biggest tart with her next statement, but just didn't care. She needed a man, and lo and behold the man she wanted was right there.

"I agree, is your room far?" she asked and turned around.

The heated, unadulterated lust in her eyes caused Severus to take a small step back. She licked her lips and gazed at him, tracing the "S" on his vest. She closed her eyes again and Severus saw the blush work its way up her neck and spread to her face.

"I can help you," he said.

"In your room?" she asked hopefully.

"Yes...well, my lab...something that will help you feel better," Severus said.

"Feel better? Severus, I never felt better," Kathy purred and stepped closer to him.

He damned his traitorous body as his groin tingled. He was supposed to be helping her!

"Shall we?" he asked and took her by the elbow.

"Oh yes, we shall," she whispered.

He took one last look at the room before walking out. Just as he thought, Draco had lost the battle with Hermione's lust and the two were in a corner kissing frantically. During the journey to Severus' quarters, Kathy was wringing a handful of his sleeve and and humming a tune. He entered the classroom, propelled Kathy through it to his lab, sat her down and took the cup she was drinking from out of his pocket. He took a cotton swab from a drawer and swiped the inside of the cup.

"What are you up to looking all dashing as you do?" she asked huskily.

"Trying to determine what you drank so I can make an antidote," Severus said. Dashing?

"Antidote for what?" she asked softly.

"A lust potion you imbibed," he said.

"Now why in the world would I want an antidote for what I'm feeling?" she asked and stood from the chair.

"Because it causes people act in a way they ordinarily wouldn't," Severus said.

"And this is a bad thing?" Kathy asked and gazed at him and strolled toward him.

Severus didn't answer. Was the current situation really a bad thing?

"That's what I thought," Kathy replied as she paced behind him.

Like a hunter about to pounce on the prey! Severus thought.

"And this...antidote is the only way to cure it?" she asked, rubbing small circles on his back.

"Uh...well, there is another way," Severus mumbled.

"Continue," Kathy said and slinked closer to him. Severus felt her body pressed against him. She was shivering.

"A climax will cause the symptoms to subside," Severus said softly.

"You mean I have to drink something or get laid?" Kathy asked huskily and ran her hands up his arms.

"Yes," Severus said.

Kathy slid between him and the table and she ran both hands up his stomach and chest. Severus shivered at the feeling. He took hold of her hands and kissed her palms.

"Woman, you're making it hard for me not to take advantage of the situation," Severus whispered. "I am a wizard, but first and foremost I am a man. A man being propositioned by a desirable, willing woman."

"You can't take advantage of the willing," she purred, pulled his face down to hers and started sucking on his bottom lip.

"Would you want me without..." Severus started.

"Yes," she interrupted and covered his mouth with hers.

Sod it! Severus thought and was lost to her kisses.

A soft growl came from Kathy's throat as she suckled his neck, took a good look at his vest and quickly started undoing the buttons. Severus took her hair down, loving how it cascaded over her shoulders. He had never seen her hair down, she always wore it up.

"Habit, I don't want hair falling into patient's mouths," she once told him.

She slid the vest off and tutted at him. "Too many damned buttons," and in one quick motion tore the shirt from his body. She ran her fingertips across his chest, down his stomach and up his chest again. She kissed him again, this time grabbing his hips and drawing him closer.

"Minx," he whispered and picked her up.

He walked across the room, her kissing his neck the entire way and kicked the door to his room open and walked in. He carried her to the bed and laid her on it.

"What a big, beautiful bed," she said and ran her hands over the black, silver and green satin duvet. She looked demurely up at him, his bare chest heaving and erection tenting his pants and sighed as another wave of arousal washed over her.

"You need relief, don't you?" he asked softly.

"So much it hurts," she pleaded and bit her lip.

"Let me be the one to relieve you," he said and eased her to lay down on the bed. He had never in his life bedded a Muggle (if she even was one) but figured a woman was a woman was a woman. He deftly unbuttoned her shirt to reveal a lacy black bra.

"My favorite color," he purred and massaged her breasts. She moaned and arched into him. While he massaged and kissed her breasts, one hand moved to his wand and he quickly and quietly "divestoed" her pants to reveal a thong that matched her bra.

"Beautiful," he said and ran his hand down her thigh while giving her breasts due attention. She may be 41, but had the body of a 21 year old. He eased his trousers off and moaned as his erection rubbed against her thigh though his boxers.

"Please," she murmured.

Severus smoothly removed his boxers and her thong and scooted between her legs. One last fleeting guilty thought ran through his fogging mind.

"Are you sure that this is what you want?" he whispered.

"Yes, I want you, I need you," she urged.

"Then you shall have me," he said and thrust into her. He moaned and shuddered at the feeling.

Kathy cried out at his first thrust and arched into him. She was so tight because she hadn't done this in over a year and a half.

"Damn-so-tight...so good, " he whispered and drove into her harder.

She welcomed his eager thrusts, crying out and moaning every time he sank in. She raked her nails across his chest and wrapped her legs around his waist. In a surprising show of strength, she flipped him over, not missing a beat when she impaled herself on him. She lost herself to the feeling of this man and his body, something she had not felt for far too long. He took hold of her hips and brought her down, bucking his hips to meet hers.

"That's it, let go," he purred as she rode him faster.

She started babbling unintelligible things, closed her eyes and leaned forward as she rode him, gasping, "yes-yes-coming" then leaned back as her release exploded with a scream, baring her body and soul to him as she rode out the feeling. The sight of her, the feel of her, the sounds from her-it was too much for him as her muscles pulsed repeatedly around his aching cock and he climaxed with a shout, bringing her hips down harder then ever as he bucked though his release. After their releases had died down, he saw that she was slumped over. He sat up and embraced her and her head fell on his shoulder.

"Sweet?" he asked softly. No answer.

He lifted her chin and saw that she had passed out. Alarmed, he carefully laid her on the bed. He felt the pulse at her neck, it was strong and steady. He lifted an eyelid; her eyes looked normal. He pulled a sheet to cover her and took in the sight of her. Was what had happened the real her, magnified by the potion? Or was it just the potion? He hoped it was the first. He pulled the duvet around himself, kissed her cheek and whispered, "Good night sweet" and settled in for the night.


More than a few witches across Britain acted strangely that night. When Harry and Ginny arrived at Grimmauld Place, Remus was treated to the sight of Ginny practically attacking Harry, and whispering the naughty things she wanted to do to him.

I'll tell you in the morning! Harry mouthed to him.

At Malfoy Manor, Draco walked into the house carefully cradling his unconscious wife to their bedroom. To say he was startled when she passed out after the quick shag at Hogwarts was an understatement. He thought he had shagged her to death; he would never forgive himself. What was in that potion?

Lucius and Narcissa saw the two and asked, "Did she drink too much?"

"Not exactly," Draco said and closed the bedroom door and joined his parents in the parlor.

He told them the story of the matches that day and of the tainted wine.

"That's not the worst part," Draco said. "Kathy drank some."

"Gracious, is she all right?" Narcissa asked.

"The last I saw, she was talking to Severus," Draco said.

"The last you saw? Draco, you don't know what became of her?" Lucius asked.

"Dammit, I was a little busy at the time, trying to stop my wife from tearing my clothes off in the middle of the Great Hall," Draco said. "I'm sure she's fine with Severus. He's fond of her and won't let anything happen to her."

You'll just have to use your imagination about what happened when Albus and Minerva left the Great Hall...