Disclaimer: As I have said before, not mine, except Keirsta. Labyrinth belongs to Jim Henson Studios! And the song to Jim Henson and David Bowie!

Thanks to Becca for her marvelous beta-ing.

Chapter Five: Guinevere and Arthur at Hogwarts

"Wake up, Keirsta!"

I opened my eyes. Lavender was looming over me.

"Come on! You are to miss breakfast, if you don't hurry!" She pulled back the covers and I shivered. I hopped out of bed and dressed quickly, grateful for the warmth that my robes gave. I hurried down the stairs. Standing in the common room, waiting for me was Harry. It had been a couple of weeks since we had "officially" started going out.

I kissed him. "Ready?" I asked. We went down to breakfast. I sat next to Harry. The food appeared and we dug in. Suddenly, there was a clanging and Dumbledore stood.

"I have an announcement to make. This year we have decided to have a masque ball for Halloween. The theme is famous figures/couples, any medium. I tell you this now since Halloween is right around the corner and today is a Hogsmeade day. You can get your costumes while you are out. Thank you," he said and sat. The tables became alive with chatter about who would go with and as whom. I already knew whom I would go with. Breakfast finished quickly after that as we hurried up to get our scarves. We chatted as we waited for Filch to check our names off. I squeezed Harry's hand as we exited the castle. I turned to Harry. He looked at me.

"Well, are we going?" he asked, referring to the ball. I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Yes, unless you have another girlfriend tucked away somewhere," I said. He feigned disappointment.

"Darn, I had hoped Hermione-Owww!" he said, as both Hermione and I playfully smacked his arms.

"Seriously, what should we go as?" I asked. He shrugged.

"Well, I was thinking Anthony and Cleopatra, Arthur and Guinevere, Jareth and Sarah or-"

"Who?" he asked.

"King Jareth and Sarah from the Muggle movie, Labyrinth," I said. He gave me this look and I smiled. I took both his hands and walked backwards.

"There's such a sad love Deep in your eyes, a kind of pale jewel Open and closed within your eyes I'll place the sky within your eyes

There's such a fooled heart Beating so fast in search of new dreams A love that will last within your heart I'll place the moon within your heart

With a sigh, I finished singing and looked at my friends and boyfriend. They were looking at me funny. I laughed and hugged Harry.

"Are you alright, Keirsta?" he asked.

"Never better, Harry dear," I said sweetly. I linked my arm through his. Suddenly I felt like being a child. I ran forward and did a cartwheel then a flip. I smiled and laughed as we entered Hogsmeade a little later. We wandered down the lane. Ron and Harry ducked into Honeyduke's, leaving Hermione and I alone outside. They reappeared with a bag of sweets. Harry handed me a sugar quill. I unwrapped it and took a taste.

"Oooo, very sweet," I said.

"Not as sweet as you," said Harry. I threw my arms around him.

"You are so wonderful," I whispered in his ear. We stood and I laced my fingers through his. We continued up the street. We stopped in front of a large shop. The latticed sign read: Madame Malkin's Robes and Apparel. I smiled and push open the door. Hermione and Ron went and looked around.

I started looking around at the store, Harry following around dutifully. I grazed the racks, nothing particularly grabbing my attention. Suddenly, a flash of gold caught my eye. I riffled through the rack. I seized the cloth and gasped as I pulled the eye-catching garment.

"It's perfect," I thought breathlessly. The gown was exactly what I envisioned Guinevere would wear. It was a deep burgundy with v-cut sleeves lined in gold. There was gold embroidery on the front and it was slightly off the shoulders. Another flash made me look at the rack again. I couldn't believe it! It was a matching male tunic set. I pulled it off. I turned to Harry.

"This is perfect!" Harry eyed the outfit carefully.

"I don't have to wear.tights, do I?" he asked. I smiled.

"Nope," I said, showing him the legging-type pants.

"Well, well! Nice choice of colors. How very.Gryffindor of you," sneered a voice behind me. Harry's eyes darkened.

"Sod off, Malfoy," he growled. I spun around. The Slytherin was leaning against a beam, smirking.

"What are you going as?" he asked snidely, leering at me.

"Arthur and Guinevere. A famous couple-" I started.

"I know who they are, Grant. I know British wizarding history. I'm surprised you do, considering you're American," smirked Malfoy, eyeing me lazily. I felt Harry move closer to me. I glared at Malfoy.

"What are you going as?" I asked, indicating a wad of garments on his arm.

"Hades and Persephone," he said, indicating a leggy Ravenclaw brunette talking to Padma Patil. Harry opened his mouth to say something but I jumped in.

"Hmmmm, Persephone, huh? Wasn't she the one Hades had to trick into staying and being with him? How appropriate," I said sweetly, a smirk lighting my eyes. Malfoy's eyes condensed into two gray slits.

"You little-" he started, but Madame Malkin bustled up.

"Found anything?" she asked. I nodded and handed her the dress and tunic.

"We'll take these, please," I said. She nodded and Harry and I began to follow her. Harry passed and then I, but Malfoy grabbed my arm and hissed, "Watch out, Grant. You may find out what is like to be Persephone." He let go and swept out. I watched him and shivered. Harry came over to me.

"What's wrong, Keirsta?" he asked. I shook my head. "What did he say?"

"Nothing. Just Malfoy blowing hot air out his arse," I said, trying not to let Harry see my nervousness. What did Malfoy mean?

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For the next couple of weeks I was wary around Malfoy. He would just sneer and walk away. I began to breath easier. Then came Halloween. I felt my blood run with excitement, as all the people were giddy about. Finally it came to the day of the Masque. I talked to Hermione and Ginny about helping me get ready. They agreed. After dinner, we hurried up to my and Hermione's room and began to get ready. Ginny was going with Seamus. Hermione was going with Ron.

"I'm so excited. Seamus and I are going as Lucy and Ricky Ricardo, you know that Muggle TV show," chattered Ginny, as we got dressed that night. I smiled. I loved that show.

"What are you and Ron going as?" I asked Hermione.

"We're going as Jareth and Sarah," she said. I laughed. She charmed my hair. "We took your advice. Plus I loved the movie as a kid."

Hermione finished and slipped on the jeans and blouse her mother sent her.

"It's perfect, Hermione. It looks just like the one she wears," I said. She smiled. I slipped on my dress. Ginny laced up the back. I slipped on my gold slippers. Placing the crown we had found on my hair, I looked in the mirror. I looked remarkably like what Guinevere looked like in the books. With a light dusting of gold and red eye shadow, a coating of coal eyeliner and black mascara, my eyes were set out on my face. My lips wine-colored and a sprinkling of blush across my cheeks completed the look. I fastened the ruby pendant necklace around my neck. I checked my nails for nicks. I was ready. I followed Ginny and Hermione out and down the stairs. I nearly laughed when I saw Ron. He was completely decked out in tight pants, blouse, and blond wig and make-up. He looked a lot like David Bowie. Seamus had charmed his hair black and skin darker. I gaped when I saw Harry. He looked incredible in the tunic and leggings.

"Keirsta, you look.beautiful," he said, taking my hand. He kissed it gently. I kissed his cheek. This wonderful man was mine.

"Thank you, your Majesty. I must say you look smashing in those leggings," I said, with a mischievous look in my eyes. Harry raised his eyebrows and we followed our friends to the Great Hall. The hall was beautifully decorated. Massive pumpkins lined the room. We danced and had a great time. Harry and I danced a lot. I smiled, as the next song that was played was "Underground" from Labyrinth. I looked at Harry.

"Hermione arranged it," he said as we danced. I felt happy. I gazed around the room, wrapped in Harry's arms. I saw Ginny and Seamus together, Ron and Hermione. I saw Malfoy and his date, whose name I found out was Isabelle and she wasn't very pleasant. Nice to look at, especially in a Greek-style purple dress, but she sucked in the attitude department.

I blinked when I saw Malfoy's eyes fix on me. They bore into mine, making my skin crawl and my blood boil. I jerked back. Harry looked at me.

"Are you all right, love?" asked Harry. My head spun. I could see Malfoy's hands on my face and arms, Harry's eyes filled with anger.

"Keirsta?"

"'i s ddim, cara. Fi m ddirwya*." I said, my mind in such a muddle I didn't realized right away that I answered in Welsh. I looked at Harry and exited the Great Hall. I found my way onto the huge patio balcony through the huge French windows. I took deep breaths and tried to clear my head. A hand touched my arm.

"Harry, I-" I stopped. Hermione stood next to me.

"What do you want, Hermione?" I asked. She looked at me.

"Harry is looking for you. He said you were acting odd," she said. I sighed.

"I'm sorry. I had to get some fresh air," I said. I followed her back into Hall. The dance was slowing stopping. Couples trickled out of the hall. I spotted Harry sitting with Ron, his head in his hands.

"Harry, I'm sorry." I took his hand in mine.

"Where did you go?" he asked.

"Outside. I need to clear my head," I said. We made our way up to Gryffindor Tower. Harry pulled me aside in the common room.

"Keirsta, I'm your boyfriend. You care for me right?" he asked. I saw a vulnerable glint in his eyes. Did he think I was going to break up with him or something?

"Of course, darling. I care for you very much," I said, placing a hand on his face. He smiled.

"Then why won't you tell me what's going on? You are acting very strange at times," he asked. I swallowed.

"I can't, Harry. I promised-" I was interrupted by Hermione.

"You two should get to bed," she said, doing her Head Girl duties. I nodded and stood. Harry stood also. We climbed the stairs and at my door, Harry turned to me.

"Keirsta," he started.

"Harry, I'll tell when the time is right," I said. I kissed him and entered my door. After changing and climbing into my bed under my covers, I lay there and thought.

'Tomorrow I'll talk to Dumbledore about telling Harry,' I thought and with that decided I fell into an uneasy sleep filled with a touching Malfoy, an angry Harry, and odd visions floating around my head.

A/N: * It's nothing, love. I'm fine.

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The song is "As the World Falls Down" from Labyrinth. See disclaimer at top.