Disclaimer: The poem is called Cut by Sylvia Plath.
Chapter twenty-five, Dance until the lights go out.
What a thrill ----
My thumb instead of an onion.
The top quite gone
Except for a sort of hinge
Of skin,
A flap like a hat,
Dead white.
Then that red plush.
Little pilgrim,
The Indian's axed your scalp.
Your turkey wattle
Carpet rolls
Straight from the heart.
I step on it,
Clutching my bottle
Of pink fizz. A celebration, this is.
Out of a gap
A million soldiers run,
Redcoats, every one.
Whose side are they one?
O my
Homunculus, I am ill.
I have taken a pill to kill
The thin
Papery feeling.
Saboteur,
Kamikaze man ----
The stain on your
Gauze Ku Klux Klan
Babushka
Darkens and tarnishes and when
The balled
Pulp of your heart
Confronts its small
Mill of silence
How you jump ----
Trepanned veteran,
Dirty girl,
Thumb stump.
Previously
Kaiya looked into the rusted mirror, fearing what she saw. Her face was gaunt, her lips chapped, dried blood coating them, her light brown hair was lank and greasy but it was her eyes that she feared the most. They were void of emotion; it seemed as if an old woman's eyes were looking out at her not the ones of a young girl.
Kaiya shook herself and splashed some cold water over her face. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and headed for the shower. Her clothes slipped down her thin body easily, stopping round her ankles. The witch stepped under the hot water recoiling slightly, before letting it beat down on her back.
She could feel the dirt of today being washed away with the water, she felt un-worthy un-clean. What she had done that day had been more awful than ever, she had not only betrayed the trust of her friends but the whole wizarding community.
She had not meant to hear the whispered conversation between Harry, Ron and Hermione, but new if she did not tell Ray what she heard, he would follow his threat through thoroughly. Kaiya wanted to cry in her mothers arms but she could not, she wanted to be held as if she was a little girl again. She wanted it all to go away she wanted to disappear.
Deon's P.O.V continued
She has become fatter as the years go on, my mother has. Her boobs and bum stick out under rolls of fatty skin. Her eyes are too tired, her skin is unsubtle and her hair is going horribly grey.
My mother is getting old, and so are we all, this war has even effected the ones on the outskirts. I want to slip into uncomprehending blackness; all I can hear is the sing of the cut the slip of the knife the rust of the blood. When I pluck up the courage to go back into the kitchen and eat, I will tell my mother she is right.
Harry was standing in the Weasley family's' overly crowded living room hurriedly saying goodbye to the family. He watched as Ginny spun out of site in the fireplace, knowing he was next. For safety Dumbledore was letting them go back to school by the flew network.
"Oh Harry dear! Promise to write will you?" Mrs Weasley asked, once again enveloping him in a hug.
"I promise and I'll try to get Ron to write too," he said. Smiling coyly.
"You're such a good boy now run along," she said ushering him into the fireplace.
Harry stepped in with ease, shouting the name that made him explode with happiness. Harry whizzed of landing with a thump in McGonagalls office. Ron shortly appeared next to him.
"Bloody hell, did you see that woman in one of the fireplaces, she was buff!" Ron said, clearly not noticing the shaft like figure of McGonagall, standing merely feet away.
"Hem, right boys off you go then!" she said crisply. Ron's ears went bright red and he shuffled out of the office trying to use Harry as a shield from her stare.
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Harry and Ron clambered through the Gryffindor common room only to be cornered by a very excitable Seamus Finnegan. Various words were extinguishable such as, party. BEER! Best night, New Year, spliffs and most importantly hot sweaty dancing.
"OK BACK UP PEOPLE! WHAT.THE. FUCK. ARE. YOU. ON. ABOUT!" Harry bellowed.
"Its New Years Eve tonight all sixth, seventh and fifth years are having a massive party in the room of requirement!" Seamus said happily.
"When was this decided?" Harry asked.
"Hermione and I arranged it over the holiday," he said beaming.
"What Hermione?" Ron shouted aghast.
"Well she wanted to have a get together with all the houses and asked me to do the planning."
"So a completely innocent party is turning into a massive New Years party with alcohol, sex and drugs?" Ron asked.
"Preety much."
"Alright!" Ron and Harry said simultaneously.
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The night slowly began to compress over Hogwarts, the word of the party had quickly spread out over the field of students. Letting it be known to everybody who was anybody. A slight tension seemed to settle in the air in the hour's leading up to the party. One question settling over them like a heavy weight. Will anyone turn up?
The night had biting wind, nipping exposed skin and gushing over the sounds of cars and drunken laughter. Buffy, Lola, Faith, Willow and Xander wandered through the softly lit Camden town until they found the long queue leading up to the ever-famous club KoKo.
The loud drum and base music emitted in puffs of brash, gritty jumps. It sung out over the street making the night seem to whirl by. They arrived inside to find a large red and gold auditorium compact with sweaty grinding people. The many floors and rooms seemed to expand forever, the dance floor was packed with people all enjoying the lead up to 2006.
The Scoobies were swept away by the crowed soon engaged in dirty dancing; a dealing of a drug and the night had begun. It begun as if it would never end, as if they would dance until the lights went out.
The room of requirement was packed to the brim; each student came in with exploding crates of beer. They moved into the centre of the room gyrating to the music and rounding up their friends.
Kaiya and Ginny stood in one corner observing the crowed through closed lashes. They sighed as if bored by the people, music and atmospheric lights. Ginny pretended to be bored but really, she was discreetly alternating between staring at Harry and Draco.
"Ginny didn't they tell you have to actually ware an outfit!" Tyler came beaming out of the shadows Aiden and Vanessa in tow.
"Tyler didn't they tell you unwanted sarcasm has to be left outside," Ginny quipped back. As she did, she tugged down her tiny skirt and pulled the straps of her top up.
"Ok guys I'm gonna leave you to the domestic fighting and go get a drink," Kaiya said rolling her eyes. She shimmed of over to Seamus who grabbed her ass. The night slowly progressed the students got steadily more smashed, the music became louder and dancing became more lurid.
Vanessa drunkly giggled her way over to a heavily stoned Aiden, she grabbed his hand and pulled him into a corner where prying eyes would be deceived. Her mouth devoured his hungrily their bodies coming together with confidence.
"Oh Aiden!" Vanessa cried. She pressed herself up to him and let her hands rome around his lean body.
Mean-whilst Ginny, Draco, Harry, Pansy, Blaze, Kaiya, Deon and Faye started up a game of spin the bottle.
"And so whoever it lands on has to kiss them," Harry finished explaining the rules with a melow smile.
"Draco I think we should play!" Pansy squealed.
"Fuck it Pansy his too high to care," Blaze said who was also high on coke.
"Good so you're all playing?" Ginny asked.
"If you are darling," Draco said seating himself on the cold wooden floor.
"I'll start!" Harry said a bit too loudly, he had decided tonight he should try getting high on magic weed.
He spun the bottle with relish and to his (what would be horror in any normal circumstances, but instead he looked on in differently) it landed on Draco!
"What! I'm not kissing Potty!" He yelled.
"Those are the rules and if you don't you'll have to do a forfeit! and when I say have to I mean have to the bottle's charmed!" Kaiya said with glee.
"I'll take the forfeit," he replied glumly.
"Ok then kiss Harry," Faye said placidly.
Draco looked like he was about to hex her but instead he composed himself and leant forwards so his and Harry's smiling lips were touching. All the girls whooped joyously and started to count down from five.
"ONE ZERO!" They screamed. Draco pulled away sharply and immediate spat onto onto the floor.
Suddenly all the music went out and Seamus's magically magnified voice yelled over the thumping crowed. "GET YOUR WEASLEYS WIZARDING WHEEZES FIREWORKS AND PARTY POPERS READY! IT'S 2006 IN 10...9..."
The crowed took up the count down with drunken glee. 8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!
at that moment several things happened at once;
Harry and Ginny somehow found themselves furiously pulling, In KoKo balloons and glitter fell from the ceiling and a band started up and at Number 12 Grimmauld Place Ray vanished from sight leaving the house torn to shreds, as he left he whispered.
"Kaiya I ow you one!"