"Happy Halloween Harry," Gemna whispered, placing a soft kiss on his lips. He stirred in his bed and grunted a bit. "Come on, we still have class today, remember?"
"Uh," he moaned.
Ron rolled of the edge of his bed next to them. "I'm awake!" he shouted, looking up. "Oh, mornin' Gem. Mornin' 'arry."
Gemna smiled at Ron and tugged on Harry's arm. "Harry, it's only two classes; History and Defense Against the Dark Arts. And I'm doing that demonstration today, remember?"
"Okay, okay," Harry mumbled, sitting up and putting on his glasses. Gemna through a fistful of clothing at him and sat down. "Hakes," he yawned in return.
"Don't worry, I won't watch you guys," she giggled as Dean in a zombie like state gave her a confused look. "Here…………" she shoved Harry off the bed so he was half on Ron's, half on the floor, and pulled the curtains around completely. Harry slumped onto the floor and looked at the shadow of his girlfriend on his bed. "There, now you can all get dressed. We'll barely have time for breakfast as it is." The guys looked at each other, sighed, and changed their clothes.
After everyone was dressed and heading to breakfast, Harry pulled back the curtains of his bed and smiled at Gemna. "You're so beautiful," he whispered softly. She giggled and went to stand up. Before she could do so though, Harry scooped her up in his arms and swung her around a bit before carrying her down the stairs and returning her to her feet just outside the portrait hole.
"Wow, Harry, what was that all about? Not that I didn't enjoy it," she smiled.
"I don't know. Something just feels extra magical today." They wrapped their arms around each other and practically glided to the Great Hall.
"Oh come on, it wasn't bad. Okay, it was, but it wasn't that bad," Hermione said as they left History to their last class of the day: Defense Against the Dark Arts.
"Hermione, never will I be interested in who made the first goddamned Liquid Roses potion or where in the seven circles of Hell the first wand came from!" Ron hissed.
She let the silence ring for a moment. "So Gemna, what are you demonstrating exactly?"
Gemna smirked. "You'll see when the time comes. However, I am going to need someone else. Professor Courtlynn said I could choose. How about you, Ron?"
"Ron?" everybody questioned together. "Me? Why me?"
"Because. We don't spend enough time together anyway. Don't worry. You won't suffer. Much." Gemna turned the corner into the classroom as everyone else paused to contemplate whether or not that was a joke.
"Happy Halloween," Professor Courtlynn smiled contently, sitting up from being draped across her fiancé's lap. "Today we have a very special class. You won't be doing any work." Of course, everyone began to cheer and books flew across the room. "Hey!" she shouted, causing immediate silence. "You will be watching a special presentation by Gemna and a student of her choice. For homework, which I will collect Friday, I want five hundred words minimum on how the presentation has affected you. If you feel absolutely no emotion whatsoever, I will know you weren't paying attention. Now, Gemna, please select your student and you may begin."
Professor Courtlynn and Brian sat down in two chairs on the side of the room and the lights seemed to center around Gemna and Ron as they approached the front of the class. She smiled and looked around as Ron, rather frightened, stood back a bit. "Today I will show you a very special spell that can be done to anyone, but only by those with the proper blood. I don't think anyone in this class will be able to except me, but it's better that you can't. If this spell is used wrong, major catastrophic events could occur. The spell actually has a very simple name. Walk of the Blood. I regret that Ron will feel a bit of pain, and all of you will each pick up a different extreme emotion."
Ron gulped in fear and his face grew pale. "Gemna," he whispered, "I really don't want to do this. Please……….."
She turned around and hugged him, the class watching closely. "Don't worry," she said into his ear. "This will protect you. I can't tell you anymore. Just please let me save you." He took a deep breath and nodded slowly. "Anyway," Gemna continued, turning back to the class, "let me explain a bit about this. The spell, once again, is called Walk of the Blood.
"It originated by the women on an island off the coast of Italy. They used it as easy access to what they wanted out of their prey. Of course, I'm not going to eat Ron, but once I've cast the spell, I can do many other things. Well, I'll just show you. And you should be feeling something strong from this. Anyone with trouble seeing, I recommend you move up. But everyone should stay behind a desk."
Gemna dragged a large pillow behind Ron and took a few steps away. "Now Ron, all you have to do is stand there. Everyone ready?" Ron shut his eyes and the room was silent.
She pulled her hands back and forth in a slow clawing motion and began to say words nobody understood, repeating them three times, very fast. "Mekiyah sarri tenah hodah. Letaffa lemoondah ekreah febdu. Drikiao selplar reke veno. Xerti blugarn iatt feray." Ron's body fell back on the pillows as Hermione let out a shrill screech.
Though her boyfriend's body had hit the pillow safely and seemed unharmed, his blood hadn't even moved. Where Ron had been standing was a person who looked exactly like him, only a red-purple shade all over…………a body of blood. Gemna moved her arms like a puppeteer and the bloody figure began to walk towards the class. He looked around slowly and blew a kiss to Hermione, who passed out moments later.
"Our first strong emotion," Gemna said proudly, forcing the body to bow. "Many of you may think that was fear. That, my poor helpless classmates, was love. Now I wonder which of you is the most susceptible to fear. But first, let's see who we can get into a giggle fit."
The bloody body scanned the room, examining each blank face, finally stopping on a blonde Slytherin girl with rosy cheeks gone pale. Where the eyes would be on the figure aligned with that of the girl and she began to laugh. With in moments, she was on the floor, face turning blue. "Isn't this fun?" Gemna guided Ron's likeness to Malfoy next. "Hm, Draco, I wonder what you'll get."
"You're not gonna get me, Gem. No way……….." Malfoy had backed out of his chair and was walking backwards towards the door. The figure ran up to him and touched his forehead with a bloody hand. Malfoy immediately grew angry and began throwing books and papers everywhere, growling like a demon.
"There we go, there's anger. How about depression?" Gemna guided it to Crabbe as a tear dripped down his face. It wasn't long before he was curled up in a fetal position, sobbing like an infant. Within about ten minutes, the only students who weren't under an extreme emotion were Gemna and Harry.
"Well, I guess we know who the fear belongs to," Gemna sighed, walking with the figure to Harry who was doing his best to keep a blank emotionless face. "I'm sorry Harry, but I have to." She kissed him softly and took a step back, the figure of Ron stepping where she had just been. It pried Harry's mouth open and stuck an arm down his throat.
Harry felt a total black out the moment it retreated. He could see everyone he cared about; Gemna, his parents, Hermione, Ron, and all his other close friends. Then they all began to slowly decay, dying before his eyes, blood and flesh tearing off everywhere. Soon they were all mutilated skeletons heading towards him with jagged, bloody knives. "It's your fault, Harry," they hissed. "You did this to us. You betrayed us. Now the ones you loved will destroy you............" The lights came back and there was a loud, almost musical shriek as they all returned to normal. Gemna waved her hands and Ron's body flew back up into the blood and returned to normal, though he did fall back down, a little dizzy.
Professor Courtlynn and Brian stood up. "Brava! Brava! Well done, dear! You to Ron! That was fantastic! Now everyone else, remember your assignment. Now go on, get off to your house parties!" Everyone was more than happy to run out of the room immediately. Harry and Hermione, however, slowly approached Gemna and Ron in the front. Hermione wrapped her arms around Ron immediately and cried softly. Harry took Gemna's hands and sat her down on a low window sill. "Gemna…pardon the expression, but what the bloody hell just happened?"
"Harry, I swear it was for Ron's protection. You'll understand when the time comes. Please, just forget about this." She brought her lips to his and entwined their tongues in such away, it would have been thought they were attached at the mouth. He moaned acceptance into her mouth and nodded when she drew back. They smiled and walked hand in hand, Ron and Hermione close behind, back to the dorms to get ready.
"Are you sure this looks okay?" Hermione asked, spinning five thousand different ways to examine her outfit in the mirror.
Courtney walked over and took another look as Hermione continued to panic. "It's fine, you look cute. Kinky, but cute," she laughed. "So you're a black cat and Ron's what?"
"He was going to be a golden retriever, but he decided to be a red cat instead."
"Nice," Emilia nodded as Maria tied the back of her dress for her. Emilia was in a short black gothic dress with fishnet arms and leggings, and lots of black make up. "Draco's going to look so hot with his hair spiked and in those nice tight pants…"
"Mmmmm, I can just see Dean now," Maria drooled. "That lion body suit…delicious."
Courtney went back over to her bed and put on her shoes. "And Seamus will look fabulous in that Muggle suit we made for him. Wow, I look just like a Muggle wife!" She admired her flipped-out-haired and frilly-apron reflection in the candlestick holder.
"Yeah, a Muggle from the 1950's," Hermione laughed. "Hey Gemna, you done in there yet?"
Gemna slipped out of the closet she'd been using to change in so she could surprise everyone. "Wow, you look gorgeous, Gem!" Maria smiled in admiration. Gemna was dressed in tight, black leather, mid-calve pants that went dangerously below her belly button, a very revealing black bustier, and silky black ballet shoes. Her hair looked extra gorgeous, tied in tight extensions about three inches from each side of her head, the untied part flowing gracefully down, and her make up reminded Hermione of a queen she had seen in a Muggle movie called Star Wars. She wore a silver chain necklace with a silver heart that glowed black on it, and silver studs in each ear piercing.
"That's an amazing outfit! Very revealing, but its great on you!" Emilia added, looking her over. "I can't wait to see Harry."
"Me either," Gemna giggled.
"I can't believe she got you to wear that," Ron shook his head in disbelief.
Harry chuckled as he looked at his black leather pants, plain black shirt, and black boots in the mirror, accompanied by a metal chain around his neck. "She has her ways. I kinda like it though. It's a nice twist."
Dean pointed his wand at his teeth and gave himself fake fangs. "As long as you get some, it doesn't hurt to dress a little freaky," he laughed. "I pray for you, Neville."
Neville blushed in his renaissance prince outfit. "I don't care what happens. I just want to be with her. Ron, please don't take that the wrong way."
Ron smiled sympathetically, adjusting his whiskers. "No worries, Neville. Just keep both of you virgins as long as you're together. Well, maybe a few years after you're married I won't mind." Neville wasn't sure whether to laugh or not so he just kept silent.
Seamus was adjusting his tie in the mirror Harry now left vacant. "Has anyone claimed the room for tonight?"
They all looked around at each other. "Dude, you're not gonna…" Dean questioned.
"No! Of course not. Not yet at least. But just so I know if we want some privacy for…other stuff, will anyone be in here?" He looked around again.
"It's all yours, Seamus," Ron nodded. "Besides, I wouldn't wanna do it here anyway. I'll probably take her out by the lake or something. She thinks it's so beautiful."
"Yeah, so does Gem," Harry laughed. "Hey, it's a big lake…"
"If Ginny and I…" Neville paused, seeing Ron's face, "want a peaceful area to talk, we'll probably go to the library or something."
"I'm just going wherever Maria takes me," Dean said proudly. There was a loud noise and the floor began to thump. "We better hurry. I think the party's starting." They fixed up their outfits and headed downstairs.
Everyone from Gryffindor (and Malfoy) was there in various costumes. Seamus was the first to spot the girls waiting in a corner near the fireplace. They all walked over and paired up to dance. After about three songs, Angelina walked to the center of the stage. "Welcome to the Gryffindor Halloween party!" Everyone cheered with enthusiasm. "We're ready for our first act. Performing an original ribbon dance and light show to 'Alice', please welcome Erica Rebbly, Ashlee Pathersa, and Kelsey Chicose!" Everyone cheered again as the three girls took the stage and the lights went out. After the five minute performance and audience rave, they took their bows and returned to the audience as regular music and light was restored.
"That was fabulous!" Gemna said, grinding her hips against Harry's.
"Mmhmm," he agreed reflexively, too focused on her body to pay attention to the show in the first place. "You know that outfit looks absolutely amazing on you."
She giggled and kissed his cheek. "You don't look too bad yourself. Are you ready to perform? We're act seven I believe. I think Emilia is six."
"Yeah, I think we'll be great." Harry kissed her softly as the next song began.
Hermione tossed her hair over her shoulder and purred in Ron's ear. "Enjoying yourself?"
"You bet," he replied, licking his lips. "You look so sexy in that outfit, Hermione. Reminds me of that polyjuice potion from second year." He laughed as Hermione, though barely noticeably, blushed.
"I think they're calling up the next act. Come on." She tugged him closer to the stage.
About two hours in, Angelina approached the stage again. "Everyone ready for act number six?" Though they were all a little exhausted, the audience still cheered with excitement. "Emilia Mazingare will be singing an original song entitled 'Everybody's Fool', accompanied by Draco Malfoy on……………..what's an electric guitar?" After a shrug, Angelina left the stage and Emilia and Malfoy walked on. He took out his wand for a moment and began the background music before beginning himself. Emilia started to rock to the music and began a self-rhythmic unplanned dance. The kind you just get from feeling the music. Everyone had their eyes on her.
"Perfect by nature
Icons of self indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world that
Never was and never will be
Have you no shame? Don't you see me?
You know you've got everybody fooled…………."
Harry looked at Gemna who was enthralled in dancing to the music and somehow majestically singing every word along with Emilia. "Gemna, how do you know this song?"
She looked up at him, still dancing. "I don't know, it's just coming to me."
Maria and Dean had their bodies entangled not to far away. "You can really feel everything in these body suits," she giggled. "Wow, listen to Emilia sing. Isn't she great? And I never knew Malfoy could jam like that!"
Draco began to sing background a
bit with Emilia now.
"Look here she comes now
Bow down and stare in wonder
Oh how we love you
No flaws when you're pretending
But now I know she
Never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
And somehow you've got everybody fooled…………"
The music slowed down a bit and
Harry looked into Gemna's eyes.
"Without the mask where will you hide?
Can't find yourself, lost in your lie…………"
As it returned to normal, Harry,
felt a compulsion to kiss Gemna. Apparently, she felt the same as their mouths
were enclosed around each other's within seconds.
"I know the truth now
I know who you are
And I don't love you anymore............"
Hermione and Ron were dancing insanely, completely caught up in the music. "This is amazing………..Go Emilia!" she shouted.
Shania and Seth were snogging in a
corner, not too far from Michelle and Colin. Courtney and Seamus had been
dancing the entire time, movements perfectly matched. Emilia's song seemed to
have everyone caught up in it, one way or another.
"It never was and never will be
You don't know how you've betrayed me
Somehow you've got everybody fooled
It never was and never will be
You're not real and you can't save me
Somehow now you're everybody's fool."
The song concluded and everyone, even the people who were tongue locked, rose to give them a massive applause. Emilia smiled gratefully and Draco took off his guitar. They wrapped their arms around each other and walked off stage as the regular music returned. Angelina beckoned Harry and Gemna over to her at the side of the stage. "You guys ready to go on? That's gonna be a tough act to follow."
Harry smiled. "I don't think we'll have a problem. How much time do we have?"
"About two more songs I think."
"Come on Harry, let's go freshen up a bit before we perform," Gemna said, pulling him up the stairs.
"Our next act for tonight," Angelina said, "Give it up for Gemna Rodemlovt and Harry Potter performing their dance to 'Figured You Out' by Nickelback!" Harry and Gemna took the stage and she cued the music and lights. They performed their dance flawlessly, almost like a Muggle music video.
When they were finished, Harry surprised Gemna with a dip and passionate kiss in front of the entire cheering crowd. "Why don't we go somewhere more private?" she purred in his ear. Very turned on from watching her dance, he scooped her up and ran out of the common room with her, all the guys from his dorm laughing.
Harry set Gemna down against the trunk of a tree a few meters from the lake. He kissed her deeply as he lay softly on top of her, removing all the ties from her hair. They continued for a few minutes before Gemna pulled back. "Mmm, Harry, you were brilliant tonight."
"So were you, love. And you look so fucking sexy, especially in this moonlight." His erection was pressing into her thigh and his lips were wet enough to see her reflection. His eyes had grown dark and hungry with desire. "Something about tonight seems so perfect, so right. I want to make you scream with pleasure, Gem. Please, please let me taste you. I get hungry just looking at you."
Gemna blinked a few times, quite surprised at Harry's anxiousness. "Harry...I don't know what to say. You know I love you, you know I do, but…is that really what you want?"
"Yes, to make you happy is what I want more than anything. Unless you don't want me to. Hey, if you don't feel right about it, tell me now and I'll stop." He pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
She took a deep breath and looked into his eyes. "I'd love to." Instantly at this, Harry pulled off his shirt and undid her bustier, tossing them both aside. He pressed his bare chest against hers and practically grabbed her tongue. Just when she had become rapt in the kiss, Harry left her mouth and began to trail kisses across her breasts, soon turning to licks. She sunk lower to the ground and let out a soft sigh of pleasure as she felt him draw one of her nipples into his mouth.
Gemna ran her nails ever so lightly up and down his back, making him shudder. A point between her legs ached for him; beckoned him to go lower. As Harry moved from one breast to the other, he could feel his own needs calling and egging him on. He wanted her so badly…but no, he couldn't. If they did it now, he realized, it would be too soon. They needed more time for their relationship to grow; for things to get even more intimate mentally. Only then would he be able to get what he truly wanted.
"I'm sorry, Gem," Harry said as he sat up. "It's just not as right as I thought."
She smiled and kissed his forehead. "I understand. We can wait. Don't worry about it." She put his shirt on for him and he helped her retie her top. "I'm a little cold, Harry. Would you like to go inside?"
He nodded. "Yeah, it's pretty late and we still have classes tomorrow. Only in the afternoon, but we still have them." Harry helped her up and they walked together back to his dorm, where they proceeded with many hours of cuddling and intimate conversation until they fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next morning, Hermione, Ginny, and the other girls burst into the boys' dorm. "Okay, what'd you do, Harry?"
Harry sat up, wide awake now. "What'd I do what?" he asked.
Maria stomped over to him. "What'd you do to Gemna? She didn't come back to the room last night. And why are you sleeping on the floor?"
He looked down and realized Gemna was gone. The other guys were sitting up in their beds in question.
"Reacks," Dean yawned. "They both fell asleep there. She's probably in the loo or something. Did you check there?"
"Yes we did," Ginny said haughtily. "She's not there. Where----"
Just then, Gemna walked in, dressed in her usual outfit, hair neatly braided in pigtails. "Good morning. Did I miss anything?"
Emilia drew back a bit. "Gemna, where were you? We were worried sick."
"Harry and I came back here to talk last night and we both fell asleep. I've just been out at Hagrid's to help him prepare today's assignment. We're working with mosquitoes and they had to have their blood-craving genes removed," she said as if she had simply gone to get a glass of water.
Courtney paused for a moment. "Well…as long as you're all right. Come on, let's get some breakfast." They headed down stairs, leaving the dazed boys to get dressed.
"Harry?" Ron asked.
"No Ron, I haven't a clue either." Harry got up and dressed.