Chapter 11
"Shall we?" Cassie asked.
"Perhaps, yes, I think so," Luna replied dazedly.
The two entered the Great Hall in astonishment. It was quite a good decorating job. The walls were lined with draping black curtains and spider webs, and the ceiling was bewitched to show a dark, midnight sky with a full moon. The pumpkin patches were, in fact, real, and looked like they did in the movies. The Great Hall looked about ten times bigger than normal. Off to their left, a bewitched skeleton was handing out punch.
"Look," Cassie said, pointing to a man dressed up, very well, as a vampire with shaggy hair a pale complexion.
"Brilliant, really," Luna replied. "I must give Scrimgeour credit that that's a good way to throw the people off." Cassie smirked.
"Would joo like.. punch?" Kyo asked Rochie.
"Nah. Have any Sake?"
"I don't," Kyo replied. "Why zon't joo ask Die?"
"Boo." A floating sheet found its way in front of Rochie and Kyo.
"Sir Nicholas? Is that you?" she asked, confused.
"Why yes. Like my costume?"
"Yes, I love bewitched bed sheets."
"I'm a ghost."
"Eh?" Kyo asked.
"Like a muggle ghost, y'know?"
"I zon't undeerstand."
"Tell him, Rochie," Nearly Headless Nick replied.
"Er, he's a haunted bed sheet."
"Nevermind!" He flew off angrily.
The familiar voice of Dumbledore, magnified much louder, cut across the Great Hall. "Welcome, students and staff, to our Halloween Ball. I would like to remind everyone that, as we have age ranges from eleven to one-hundred and fifty, that alcoholic beverages are not allowed. And that includes spiking the punch, Mr. Finnigan." Seamus sunk into the crowd. "And to start off the ball, I welcome performances from Buck-Tick, The Weird Sisters, Leonard Fire, and the popular rock band, Floral Howler." Cheers arose from the crowd. "So I welcome to the stage, Buck-Tick, who our exchange students know very well."
Rochie let out a gasp. "It's Atsushi."
"Hai-"
"Shh," Rochie interrupted, inching towards the stage.
As the sounds of the beautiful Japanese singing voice and beats that were unheard of sounded, Cheyenne pushed her way through the crowd. "Where's Gackt-sama?" she whispered to herself.
Continuing on, she came across Gackt, who was wearing leather pants, a purple t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. Chey squeaked a little. "Oh G- OY!" Some hardcore kid knocked her over. He didn't even say sorry, she thought. Remind me to get my army of badgers on his ass.
She stood up and looked around. Gackt was, to her despair, gone. On second thought, remind me to slaughter him.
"Sup?" Emily said. Her hair was blonde with neon green, and in her face a little. She wore a polka-dotted black and white strapless dress and a lime green scarf, to match her hair. Her wide eyes, as always, were covered in makeup. Tonight they shone a orange-ish hazel.
"Huh?" asked Kazuo.
"Ah, Emo-ly, you look like someone puked up Scene," Rochie said. Seeing Cassie's face, she coughed, "In a good way of course."
"Is this your date?" Cassie asked, gesturing to Kazuo.
"Mhm."
"I thought you'd come with some emo Slytherin," Rochie said, mildly interested.
"Well, Kazuo asked me and I said yes."
Out of nowhere, Luna said, "He's quite quiet. Does he speak telepathically?" It was silent for a moment, and Emily decided to take it as a joke and her and Rochie laughed. Cassie really had no clue whether Luna was serious or not.
"I speak," he said, causing another silence, "when I 'ave zomefink to say." Cassie felt shivers go down her arms.
"Luna, lets get some punch," Cassie said quickly. Luna silently followed her to the punch table.
"He was creepy," Luna said, "Don't think I'm crazy for saying this, but do you ever wonder if Japanese demon blood still runs through the veins of modern day people."
"Hm, well I definitely felt something eerie there, but, demons are mythical and from ancient times. So it's unlikely they exist, let alone exist today-"
"Hi, Cassie."
"Oh, what? Rina. Hi. How goes it?"
"Eh, pretty boring," she replied. "Annoying Hufflepuff boys keep hitting on me. Ben's friends."
"Oh, so I take it you don't have a date?" Cassie replied, shuffling her feet a little.
"Nah. Is she your date?" Marina asked politely.
"Yes, has Cassie told you?" Luna replied happily.
"No. We haven't talked lately. Hey, um, we should, y'know, talk sometime."
"Oh, yeah," Cassie frowned a little. "We should."
"Well, we have a Hogsmeade trip next weekend. How about we have a.. private chat at the Three Broomsticks, and afterwards we can meet up with.."
"Luna," Luna said, smiling.
"Yeah.. I had heard other names for you," she mumbled quickly.
"Well, alright. That's cool. So Three Broomsticks at one-ish?" Cassie asked.
"Yeah. Right, well, bye then."
"Bye."
As Marina walked off, Luna blinked. "Old friend?"
"Yeah."
"She seemed pleasant."
"C'mon, you can do it," Chey told herself. "He's sitting right there. Ask him." As she got closer to Gackt's seat, she froze a little and bit her lip.
Another girl had asked Gackt to dance, and he was dancing with her. Cheyenne was beginning to loathe this night.
"Joo dance well," Kyo told Rochie.
"Yeah," Rochie replied, a little distracted. Where was Atsushi now that he was off stage?
"Joo okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, just a bit.. off."
"Joo drunk?"
"No." He continued to dance closer to her, and she slightly ignored it while looking off for any trace of Atsushi.
Emily drunkly grinded against Kazuo.
"Joo're a kawaii one," he said.
She hiccupped and blushed. "Not so bad yourself." The closeness of their bodies was almost exhilarating. "Come here." She tilted her head upwards and felt his rough, hot lips.
"Joo kiss well," he said, and proceeded to push her against the wall and massage her neck in kisses.
"Bloody hell," Ron whispered to Hermione. "It looks like he's raping her."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's called hormones, Ronald."
"But- Merlin's beard, look-"
"Ron."
"What?"
"Shut up and kiss me already."
"Are you having fun, Luna?" Cassie asked.
"I've never had this much fun. I have this feeling, like its crawling, not crawling, blossoming inside me. It's not bad. It's just so odd. When you're around, it feels as if my spirit's ascending, not that that makes any sense."
Cassie replied, "It does to me. Don't worry Luna." She spoke softly. "I love you too." Now the next feeling Luna could not describe. As their lips met, the feeling of entirely everything and completely nothing overthrew her at the same time, like you were floating. It couldn't be described as anything but infinite.
"You make me feel special," Luna said, and Cassie held her close.
A few feet away, Marina felt cold inside.
It's getting late, Rochie thought.
"What eez wrong?" Kyo asked.
"Nothing, just- ohmyself." Her eyes met his. There he was out of nowhere, and he was summoning her, with his powerful gaze.
Kyo looked at her questionably.
"Kyo, I, don't, I, have to.. go." She broke free from Kyo and made her way to Sakurai Atsushi.
"You," Atshushi said. "What is it about you?"
"I was going to ask the same-"
"Last song, folks," the voice of Leonard Fira cut through the crowd. The melody slowed itself. It was the slow song.
Rochie could resist no longer. She moved in to slowdance with the real man she was looking for, not the little boy she came with.
"Can we see some of that tongue?" some Slytherins joked.
Emily and Kazuo ignored them and continued their lustful kissing.
"It's the last song. Do you wanna dance or stay right here?" asked Emily with a giggle.
"I zon't dance. Come." He held her around the waist and guided her out of the Great Hall, and she followed, zombie-like.
Cheyenne angrily stormed towards the door. "I give up."
"Hey, Gryffindor dyke. Go snog with DiMarino and Loony," said Draco Malfoy gleefully. Chey often got mocked for her extremely short hair. "Or maybe we could get Granger over here. Filthy mudblood has to be gay to be dating the Weasel."
"Bugger off," Chey replied, not at all in the mood. And she called Malfoy a word no one would expect cute, innocent, anime-loving Cheyenne would say.
Pansy Parkinson took her by the shoulders. "Shut your mouth, you dyke." And with that she shoved Cheyenne into a body behind her, causing both to crash to the ground. "Shit." Pansy and Malfoy rushed away.
Tears began to drip down Cheyenne's face. She got off the guy she landed on, turned to him and said "I'm so sor-" Her eyes widened.
"It's quite alright. Oy, a pretty girl like you should be having fun, not crying." Gackt pulled a hankerchief out of his leather jacket. "Here." He held out his hand. "Care to dance?" About a million things were storming through her mind. This was SO not possible. As she nervously danced with the Gackt-sama, her heart raced.
"Where are we?" Emily asked dizzily.
"Room of Requirement."
"How do you know your way around-" He put his fingers over her lips.
"I 'ave my ways." He proceeded to push her onto the bed, and as they kissed her lips begged for more.
Hands wandered and it was skin on skin contact. He thirsted after this lust. She could feel it. This was like no feeling. He kissed her body up and down and she let out soft moans.
He was deep in her. Their bodies craved this. His teeth stroked her neck and she shivered. He began to gently nibble, and then it got harder. This pain was such pleasure, she couldn't resist, and the harder her bit, no matter how much it hurt, she couldn't say a word, she couldn't move. And he got rougher, and bit harder, so hard she actually screamed. Was he going deeper? What was going on?
Emily went limp. It happened so quickly. Kazuo stood over her. He recovered his clothes and made his way to the door. He let out a little laugh as he licked the blood off his lips.
Cheyenne and Gackt laughed as they discussed silly memories of their school in Japan.
"You're pretty cool," Gackt said. "Next weekend, we should hang out in Hogsmeade. Go to Zonko's or something."
Cheyenne's eyes widened. "Okay!"
An explosion erupted from the doorway to the Great Hall. Standing shades-less, eyes flaring a dangerous red, Lukas stood. "Whatthebloodyhellareyoudoing, ROCHELLE STEPHENSON."
