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"Say what?" Emilia asked, shocked as the silent others.
"I'm not a virgin," Gemna answered, not at all concerned with their reaction.
"But you're only sixteen!" Courtney said.
"How old were you when you lost it?" asked Maria.
She smiled faintly. "I was thirteen."
"Thirteen?!" Ginny, Michelle and Shania shouted together.
"Why were you having sex so young?" Hermione asked, shaking her head in disapproval.
"I don't really want to talk about it. We should all go to bed now." Gemna got up and changed into her nightclothes. The others followed after a moment of silence. Soon they were all fast asleep.
"Good morning Princess." Harry kissed Gemna on the cheek as she sat down for breakfast.
"Good morning Harry." She kissed him back. The other couples sat near them, hand in hand, with the exception of Emilia. She'd gone to sit with Draco and his friends. "I hope you're fully rid of those duck dreams?" Gemna giggled.
He smiled. "Only thoughts of you, now. Pumpkin juice?" Harry poured the gold pitcher of juice into a goblet as she nodded in reply.
Gemna took a sip. "Today's going to be a good day. I just feel it."
Ginny and Maria smirked and shook their heads before continuing with their meals.
"Miss Rodemlovt!" a young woman's voice called. They all turned their heads. "Miss Rodemlovt, could I speak to you for a moment, please?" It was Professor Courtlynn.
Harry was a bit worried, but Gemna gave him a reassuring kiss that there was no way she could know of the previous night. "Of course Professor."
She and Professor Courtlynn walked just outside the doors of the Great Hall and to a corner where they were least likely to be overheard. "Thank you so much for the password, Gemna."
"Oh, it was no trouble at all, Jean. Just a quick glimpse in his eyes and Dumbledore followed my 'suggestion.'" They both gave a sneaky giggle. "Did you get what you needed?"
"Sure did. And of course, I do believe I owe you a little something in return." Professor Courtlynn pulled a black and gold pouch out from the neck of her robes. "One hundred Galleons from me and Brian. Will that cover it?"
Gemna nodded. "This should cover it quite nicely, thank you." She put the pouch in the neck of her own gown. "Now, about Wednesday……..."
The teacher nodded. "Yes, I believe the plans should satisfy your needs quite nicely. Unfortunately, they will not work for Wednesday. Dumbledore is requiring me to teach one month of basic shields. I think it's too much time, but we can't go against his orders."
"Don't worry, October will be fine. Let's make it……...October 31st. Does that work? All Hallows Eve should be a wonderful planetary alignment for this."
"October 14th then. You better go back to your breakfast. Don't want Harry, Ron or Hermione coming over here, do we?" They giggled again.
"No, we certainly don't. Thank you, I will see you on Wednesday." Gemna turned to leave.
"Oh, I hope you don't mind, but I'd like you and Draco to do the demonstration next class," Professor Courtlynn said softly.
Gemna stopped and slowly turned with a menacing smile. "Perfect." She walked back to the table with her friends and sat down. "Professor Courtlynn would like me to demonstrate some new shield spells on Wednesday."
Hermione smiled. "Wonderful. That'll give you another chance to show up the Slytherins. Oh, sorry Emilia."
Emilia had just returned to the table. "No hard feelings. Draco says he doesn't consider himself a Slytherin. He feels he was meant to be a Gryffindor."
Milk gushed from Ron and Dean's noses as they all burst into laughter. "S-sorry Emilia," Ginny laughed. "Just………Malfoy as a Gryffindor?" They all laughed again. Emilia couldn't help but giggle, too.
The weekend passed pretty quickly for everyone. A couple of visits to Hagrid, a meeting with Dumbledore to discuss Gemna being shown around Hogsmeade on November 10th, some Quidditch practice, and suddenly it was Monday. Before they knew it, it was time to shame the Slytherins in Defense Against the Dark Arts. The ten students sat down in the best seats available, reassured by Gemna that there would be quite a show if Malfoy was as stubborn as he looked. "What exactly is Professor Courtlynn having you do?" Courtney asked.
"You'll see. It's just a basic blocking spell, but………you'll see. It's actually rather beautiful for a spell used in fighting. It's called Rainbarrah Proteshawnah. It was….….."
"It was created by a nine year old girl in Tokyo, Japan when she encountered a small dragon in her living room with only her mother's wand," Hermione interrupted. "She didn't know what to do so she concentrated really hard and said what came to her mind, and the dragon was trapped in a rainbow shield, unable to escape until the Japanese Ministry Of Magic showed up to help in response to a nine year old using a wand."
Everyone stared blankly at her. "Hermione," Ron laughed, "I'd rather ask why you know all this stuff then how." She giggled to and they started kissing.
"Hey, hey you two," Dean chuckled. "Get a room. This a public place!"
They all laughed again, just as Professor Courtlynn walked in the room. "Good afternoon everyone. Please open your books to page 78 and read it carefully. Miss Rodemlovt and Mr. Malfoy, please come to my desk when you're done."
Everyone took out their books as Gemna approached the desk. "I already read it, Professor Courtlynn."
"Very good. We'll just be waiting on Draco then." The class rushed through the text as Malfoy hurried up to where Gemna stood patiently. "Okay, today we will begin a spell called Rainbarrah Proteshawnah. You should have just read about the history, uses, and procedure. Gemna and Draco will be demonstrating this spell today. Which one of you would like to be the attacker?"
Malfoy bit his lip nervously, trying to work up the nerve to volunteer. "I'll do it," Gemna said cheerfully.
The class was quite taken back by this. "Oh, lovely. But remember, no magic. Only a Muggle or animal attack will do," Professor Courtlynn smiled. "Please spread out and begin when ready."
Malfoy and Gemna spread out across the room, Emilia biting her nails and everyone else leaning forward anxiously. Gemna glared demonically at her opponent and whispered something no one heard. Malfoy stood still for a moment blankly before a scowl grew on his face. She ran at him, jumping in the air with a sharp kick, knocking him to the floor and giving everyone a good view of what was under her dress.
Professor Courtlynn giggled. "Come on Mr. Malfoy, you can do better than that. Try using the spell."
Gemna happily got up and returned to her former position. Malfoy stood up, blowing a kiss to Emilia, and took his stance as well. She ran at him again, dagger nails outstretched. This time, however, Malfoy was ready. He shot his wand out straight at her and yelled, "Sarniwob!" A burst of stars, hearts, and rainbow lights shot out at Gemna and she was trapped in a glossy rainbow bubble, resembling a futuristic zoo animal.
The class stood up and ran over to Gemna, lightly tapping their fingers on its walls as she sat in the center of it just giggling. "Very good Mr. Malfoy! Now, I hope you read how to free the trapped person, Mr. Potter. You will be the one to set her free." Everyone turned to Harry who was now desperately trying to think of the way to save his girlfriend. "Come on, Harry, I refuse to allow anyone else to get her out. This is your assignment."
Gemna smiled at Harry and looked directly into his eyes. He took a step back as Gemna stood up and the class backed away in caution. "Ets eref!" Harry pointed his wand down at the bubble as it was sucked back up into the wand and his girlfriend thanked him with a deep kiss in front of everyone.
Professor Courtlynn laughed. "Now, now you two, this isn't Love 101. Thank you Gemna, Harry, and Draco. Ten points to each of your houses and full marks." Whispers of gratitude spread throughout as they were dismissed early. As Gemna walked out with Harry's arm around her, she turned back to smile at Professor Courtlynn, who winked in return.
When they arrived back at Gryffindor later that evening, all the couples kissed and split to bed. They were too exhausted to snog or anything. Snape had given them quite a beating in class earlier. "Why would someone want to make boxing gloves punch on their own?" Hermione moaned as she slumped into bed.
"Who knows," Maria whined. "I just want to feel my arms again."
Even the normally perky Gemna was rather tired. "That Potions teacher is completely mental. How could Dumbledore put up with him? How can we put up with him?"
"We've been asking that for years," Courtney laughed in pain.
"Shut up, my head is killing me!" Emilia hissed at them.
They all moaned painfully as the lights went off and they immediately fell asleep.
The boys were just as tired. "I……...hate……...Snape……..." Ron breathed.
Neville had already passed out on his bed in the corner. Seamus and Dean were trying to work up the strength to untie their shoes. "If I could, I'd kill him," Harry mumbled loudly.
"You know you can, Harry," Seamus sighed as he fell onto his pillow. "You're just not allowed."
"It's a shame we can't bust him for anything more than being a jerk," Dean said. "Then we could be rid of him for good. Let's go to sleep. I'm dying."
They all winced as they lied down and fell asleep with the lights on. Luckily, Dobby had been cleaning nearby and turned them off. "Harry Potter should watch out for greater danger then Professor Snape," he whispered.
As the month progressed, it came time for the next levitation class. "Very good, Cho, you're making wonderful progress!" Hermione said as Cho lifted a few inches off her bed. "Okay, now back down……...very good!"
"That's all for tonight, everyone! Don't worry, those of you who didn't get it today will get it next time," Gemna reassured the many disappointed fifth years. In about fifteen minutes, everyone was gone and they started to divide the money.
"We're gonna be rich by the time that Hogsmeade trip comes!" Ginny screamed.
"Maybe not rich," Hermione said, putting her share away, "but decently wealthy."
"Come on, Seamus, let's go see that thing at the place with the person from the time again……..." Courtney laughed as the two of them ran out.
"Hermione?" Ron said as he stood up. "Care to join me for some butterbeer and Bertie Bott's that the twins sent me?"
"I'd love to," she replied as the two of them walked out together.
Dean went to get up with Maria when Harry grabbed his arm. "Hold on a second, Dean. I have a feeling you may not want to go back to your dorm for a bit." Everyone laughed as they got up and took off in the opposite direction. "Can someone please explain to me why every levitation class turns into a snog session?"
Ginny giggled. "Not saying anything………Care to join me for a walk by the lake, Neville?"
"I'd love to, Gin." They walked out, arm in arm.
It wasn't long until Harry and Gemna were yet again alone. Harry scooped her up in his arms and laid her down on one of the beds, kissing her blood red lips passionately. "What are you feeling tonight my love?"
She giggled seductively. "I'm feeling………mischievous." Her gripped tightened on Harry's shoulders and in moments he was pinned under her.
He chuckled. "I very much wish I could read minds right now."
Gemna kept her seductive smile and looked into his eyes for a moment before returning her lips to his. Their tongues wrapped together and they let their hands explore. They'd been trying to hold back for the last two weeks, but now they couldn't help but release all passion. Harry's hands slid up Gemna's dress to her immense breasts, caressing them with love and longing. In return, she allowed her hands to wander under his robes to stroke the part of him she most deeply desired. "Oh Gemna, you have no idea what your touch does to me."
"I do now," Gemna giggled.
She began to slide her hand underneath Harry's boxers, watching him shiver at the cold and lick his lips. She ran her fingers lightly up and down him in a way such would have tickled if it were any other part of the body. Instead, it drove him insane. "You're killing me, Gem. Please……..." Harry begged.
Gemna smiled at these words.
She slid off of him and stood up. "Wait right there," she said in a hushed tone. She turned her back to him and with a twist of her hand, the lights were dimmed and the door was shut and locked. She turned back to face Harry and smiled. "And now for you….I think I'll use a little thing we threw together at R.U.M.A." Gemna raised her hands and began to move them in multiple rhythmic patterns Harry's eyes couldn't keep up with. "Tie the knot, quick and tight, heighten the senses and block the light. Struggle and fuss, no fight can untwine. Tonight, little boy, you are mine."
Harry was mesmerized by her voice. On her final word, he began to feel weird. He could feel a tightening on his wrists and ankles, and his vision was completely gone. All he could see was black. "Gem? What's going on?"
"Don't you worry, Harry. I'll take care of you," she answered. He could hear her voice coming from all directions, making it difficult to pinpoint where she was. He couldn't move and he couldn't see, so it didn't make much of a difference. However, his other senses worked just fine. Harry could feel Gemna taking off his glasses and clothes. Things started to seem a little bit better.
The eerie silence of the room enabled him to hear everything she was doing….the sound of her shoes clicking together against a wall, the sound of her clothes hitting the floor, and the sound of the springs in the bed as she lay down next to him. "All that Quidditch and evil-fighting has done your body quite well," she complimented as she ran her fingers lightly across his well-muscled chest.
He chuckled. "Thank you. If I could see you, I'm sure you'd be even more magnificent. What exactly are you planning?"
Gemna moved back on top of him. Harry could feel her breasts pressing down on him, and he deeply enjoyed it. "You'll see, Harry. You'll see," she giggled.
She kissed him deeply, running her hands down his body. The rest of her shortly followed. He could feel it and it was killing him. If only he could see her. Or at least move. But he certainly wasn't complaining about this. Lower and lower he could feel her kissing, growing closer to his increasing erection.
Finally, what he'd been dreaming of since he'd met her happened. Her lips wrapped around him. Her tongue swirled vigorously in circles as his back arched in response. He pictured it in his mind. And everything he thought, happened moments later. If he imagined her moving over him nice and slow, she did it. If he pictured her sucking hard and moving fast, that happened, too. All the while, he heard her spell chanting over and over again in his head. 'Tie the knot, quick and tight, heighten the senses and block the light. Struggle and fuss, no fight can untwine. Tonight, little boy, you are mine….' Over and over her voice sang, driving him further and further towards a climax. One last swirl of her tongue sent him over the edge.
A moment later, Gemna sat up; licking her lips and Harry could see and move again. She crawled back up his body and into his arms and kissing yet again. It hadn't occurred to Harry what her lips would taste like after what she'd just done, but a kiss like Gemna's wasn't something he'd easily pass up for a slight flavor change. "Gemna, that was the most fantastic thing I've ever experienced. What'd you….How did you…."
She placed a finger over his lips. "Hush. Don't worry about how. Just know that as long as you're mine, you can expect many unique things. And that would be one of them. Now let's get dressed and go back to Gryffindor. I'd appreciate if you didn't reveal the specifics of what I did. Feel free to be subtle, though," she giggled. They dressed, checked the map, and headed back.
"Quack! Quack!" Hermione was jumping on her bed and quacking like a duck. Her hair was all messed up and she'd stripped herself of her robes. All the other girls were practically in tears from their laughing.
"G-Ginny!" Emilia called. "Y-you should n-never let your b-brothers send you guys that much b-butterbeer again!"
"Or at least don't let her drink it all!" Maria cried.
"I got to go talk to Ron," Ginny giggled, trying to keep a straight face.
"Ron, that was so cruel. And yet, so entertaining," Dean laughed.
Ginny stormed in after this. "Ronald Weasley!" They all turned to her as she stomped over to her frightened brother. "What the bloody hell were you thinking, getting Hermione all drunk like that? She's in our dorm, half naked, jumping on the bed, and quacking!"
"I didn't mean to, honest Gin!" Ron answered. "Things just………got carried away!"
"I'll carry you away! That is the sickest thing I've ever seen anybody do to the person they love most."
"I've seen sicker," Gemna smirked calmly as her and Harry walked into the room.
Ginny let go of her brother's neck and giggled. "Where have you two been? And don't give me that crap about 'just briefly kissing.'"
Gemna shook her head. "None of your business, Hun. Come on, let your brother live through another night. I can cure Hermione. Let's go." She kissed Harry very passionately and headed back to her dorm, followed by Ginny shortly after who had been doing the same to Neville.
When they were out of earshot, Ron closed the door. "Thank god you and Gemna came in or I may have been killed!" he laughed.
"Though you shouldn't have done that to Hermione," Harry chuckled, changing for bed, "I admire your work. How did you get her like that?"
"It really was an accident," Ron laughed again. "The twins sent me Bertie Bott's and butterbeer. Nothing dangerous. I guess she just can't handle that combination too well."
"Ron," Neville questioned, "Did you have any?"
They all stopped for a moment. "Um, actually, I didn't."
"Let me see the stuff they gave you," Dean called as it was tossed to him. "Ron! This isn't butterbeer and Bertie Bott's! These say 'Loony Liquid' and 'Sugar Highs'! These must be new inventions of your brothers', because I have never heard of these before."
"I swear," Ron said, packing everything up, "I am going to strangle those two! If they want to send gifts, they should at least clearly label them!" They all laughed. "So what did happen with you and Gemna?" he asked when he was done.
"Well, um…." Harry's face glowed red.
"Harry!" Dean called. "You didn't!"
"Sadly no, but it was just as good. I got to say, that girl is the most fantastic creature I've ever seen."
"Fess up Harry," Seamus said. "Tell us what happened!"
Harry sighed. "I'm not giving you every detail of what happened, guys. If you really want to know, I'd say we're definitely on second, getting close to third."
"Wicked," Dean congratulated. "I'd prolong things a little bit if I were you, though, Harry. Don't rush into sex or you may end up having to make her Mrs. Potter." They all laughed a bit.
"Oh come on, I'm not that dumb. We're going to wait for that, but this is an amazing substitute. What she can do with just her hands is amazing," he chuckled. "Well, I'm about ready to turn in. Good night guys." They were soon all sleeping.
Gemna crossed her hands in a few different ways and Hermione was back to normal. "What the bloody hell was I doing?" Hermione started to cry as the other girls rushed over to comfort her, Gemna bringing a blue satin robe for her to wear.
"It's going to be okay, Hermione. Ron's brothers just sent something weird and Ron didn't know its effects. You two just have to be a bit more careful," Gemna said as she draped the robe over Hermione's shoulders.
"Come on girl, let's get you in some night clothes," Maria said softly as she and Michelle went to the closet to find something comfortable.
"Thank you so much for helping me, Gemna. You're a true friend. Anything you can do to subside the nausea and stomach ache?" Gemna lifted her hand and placed it lightly on Hermione's head. She whispered a few un-heard words. "Wow, Gemna, thank you! I feel great now!"
"Hermione's right," Courtney said. "You're really a great person."
Gemna simply smiled and got changed for bed. Soon, they, too, were fast asleep.
"Ah, October," Maria whispered as she walked down the courtyard with Dean's arm wrapped around her. "Isn't it just beautiful?"
"Not as beautiful as you, M," he answered, kissing her cheek.
"It damn well is!" she laughed back. "Just look at those leaves, every one a different color. And look at all the birds leaving for the south. And it's even closer to Halloween. I know that's not meant to be a beautiful event, but it certainly is fun, isn't it?"
"Yeah," Dean said as they sat down on a bench. "What are you going to be?"
"What do you mean?" Maria asked, confused.
"Gryffindor is having its own Halloween party this year in the common room. And Hermione told me, of course, that they put out a bunch of new books in the library on how to make your own costume. I think I'm going to be a lion. They seem like sweet little cats, but they're really deadly beasts with razor claws and teeth," he told her, clawing the air with his hand.
She giggled. "Well, if you are to be a lion, I suppose I shall be a lioness. You know it's the lioness that does all the work. Has the kids and watches them, hunts for food………lionesses are pretty cool."
"I think you'd make a beautiful lioness," he chuckled. They both looked across the landscape for a few minutes, just enjoying the company and warmth of each other's bodies. "You know, October really is pretty nice." Dean leaned over and kissed her sweetly before they stood up and continued their walk.
"So what do you think?" Emilia asked. "Please be honest."
"I think it was gorgeous," Draco reassured her. "Never would I have thought such amazing things could be written by someone so sexy."
"Draco, please! It's not that great a song and I don't have that great a body," she responded, turning the other way with arms crossed.
"It is, and you do." He walked around to where they could see each other again and sat her down in the chair behind her. "You need to stop with the self criticism. You have a lot of talent and beauty. You just need to recognize it."
"But what about my reputation?" she asked. "No one knows me for being sexy and talented or anything. I'm just kind of tough, hardcore, yet laid back. Like………lasagna," she laughed.
He laughed with her. "Who cares what other people think? As long as you're doing what you want and it's making you happy."
She smiled up at him. "You're right. I'm going to audition for the Halloween party and I'm going to sing this song."
"And thanks to your asking Professor McGonagall, I'm allowed to be there when you perform." A moment later, they were engaged in deep snogging.
"Okay, explain it one more time," Michelle said.
"You press the button, the light goes onto the film, and it saves the pattern," Colin laughed.
"But the pictures don't move! How do you get the people to stay still for so long?" she asked seriously.
Colin couldn't help but laugh. "I don't know. Ask Hermione. She could probably explain it better."
"Well, anyway," Michelle continued, "what did we decide for the Halloween party again?"
"We're going to be fish, remember?"
"Oh yeah," she giggled.
"Gin, how do you get your hair like this?" Neville asked as he ran his fingers through it.
"Like what?" she giggled. "What's so great about my obnoxious red hair?"
"It's not obnoxious. It's beautiful. How do you get it so silky? My grandmother once gave me a recipe for a shampoo that makes hair just as perfect as yours. Sadly, I lost it," he laughed.
"I just use the stuff Mum sends. You can borrow it if you want. I think your hair is nice though. It makes you look so sweet, even though you already are."
"You're sweeter. Hey, I think I picked a Halloween costume!"
"Oh, do tell," she giggled again.
"How about we be a prince and princess? I think the title fits you perfectly. Princess Ginny."
"That sounds wonderful. Mum's been teaching me how to sew for a few years and Gemna said she knows how. Maybe she can help me make the costumes."
"You're amazing, Gin." He kissed her softly on the lips and they continued their discussion on hair care products.
"Ron! No! Stop! Don't!" Hermione cried.
He refused to listen and continued. "Nope, not until you say it!"
"I……...refuse………to say that!" she screamed.
"Then I'll just have to continue," Ron smirked.
"Okay, okay! The Chudley Cannons are the best Quidditch team in the world! Now stop.……..tickling………me!" Hermione shoved Ron off of her, laughing hysterically. "Happy now?"
Ron stood up, laughing. "Yes, very true. I told you I could convince you!"
"That wasn't convincing, that was torturing," she laughed again.
"Well, anyway, they're the best team and that's final."
"Sure, you keep thinking that," she giggled. "Hey look, somebody wrote the word gullible on the ceiling……..."
"What?" Ron asked, looking up. "Where?"
"Gotcha!" Hermione pinned him to the floor and took her revenge.
"How about a nurse and doctor?" Courtney asked. He shook his head. "All right then, trolls?" Seamus disagreed again. "Oh come on! There has to be one idea you like for the party!"
"Sorry, I just can't think of anything I really want to be." She thought for a moment and whispered something in his ear. "However, that's something I'd do," he laughed.
"Are you sure about this, Erik?" Shania asked.
"Trust me; you're perfect for this costume." Erik tied the back for her.
"I don't know, are you sure it isn't too………revealing?"
"You look beautiful. It's fine. How's my costume look?"
Shania looked him over. "It's not my first choice, but it definitely has a certain essence to it. Let's put them away now. I refuse to be seen like this on any day other than Halloween," she laughed.
"Harry, shouldn't we be rehearsing?" Gemna asked, pushing Harry off of her a little bit.
"Sorry love," he laughed, wiping off the lipstick that was all over his face now. "Guess I got a little carried away."
She giggled. "It's okay. We just need to get this done. The sign said auditions for acts at the Halloween party are next Saturday. That doesn't leave us much time. We have the levitation class, too, you know."
"Don't worry, I rescheduled that for the next week," he told her as he got back into place.
"Okay, good. Thank you. Now, let's take it from the top. Remember, left, left, left, turn. Not left, right, left, knock me over and snog," she laughed.
"Damn, that was the best part!" After they both stopped laughing, Gemna flicked her wrist and the music started to play once more.