Magical Charm

by Dragon's That Fly

The war has ended - at the Department Of Mysteries - and new things have begin within the Wizardning Community, especially, among the Hogwarts community. Carrie, Izzy, and Mione have returned for their sixth year, at Hogwarts; and there is a new teacher.

5. Chapter 5

Magical Charm

By: Dragon's That Fly

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Chapter: Five

Title: Playing Fire With Fire

Rating: M

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Disclaimer: I only own: Carolina (Carrie) Riddle; Michele Merrill; Isobel Jameson; the plot; and other unrecognizable characters from the world Harry Potter.

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Author's Note: Tell me what you think, please.

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My 'irritation' with Faye Grant continued. I'd told the girls about her; and they, thoroughly, disagreed with her person, and her bitchiness towards me, when Michele, and I, had bantered. They too felt my 'itch' – which said something.

22nd of October '08

Today marked one month of tuition with Michele; and when I woke there was something not 100% with me. I rubbed my eyes; ridding my mind of the, mental, cobwebs; and stretched. I sat up, slowly; looking about the dorm. All the girls were, sound, asleep. It was early – as usual. I walked over to the window seat; and took the book Michele leant me, Amour by Camilla Dan. I climbed back into bed; and took off whence I'd left off, page 54. The story was set during the first rise of Grindelwald; where there was an, extremely, strong sense of prejudice; and the love between a pureblood, and a half-blood.

I wait until there was enough light to move around the dorm, quietly, in; and padded into the bathroom. I washed my face, soothingly; and showered.

I sat down my the mirror, in my bathrobe. I dabbed, then smoothed, eye-crème, under my eyes; and face-crème, on my face. I put, liquid, foundation on, carefully. I lined my eyes with black pencil just away from the outer corner; filling the lids with black shadow, to the crease; brushing smoky shadow onto the outer corners. With a, soft, pink lip. And left my curls down, over both shoulder, with a side fringe.

I dressed, in: a Donna Karan open-knit ribbon-jersey tunic black top; Burberry Brit mid-rise red skinny jeans; Dolce & Gabbana Mary-Jane leather crème pumps; Gucci Marrakech zebra-print(-and-crème) calf hair tote.

Great Hall

I sat down between Mione, and Izzy. "Good morning." I greeted, softly.

"Morning." They knew not to ask about where I'd been, seeing they knew. They could see the corner of my latest obsession peeking out my handbag.

"Anything new," Mione asked?

"Mental Change while training for your Animagus form, to strength your Magical Power. Michele recommended it."

"He recommends you an, awful, lot, does he not?" Harry smiled, feigning innocence.

"I don't mind. It's entertaining."

"Of course." Ron drawled; and I rolled my eyes. I flipped open Amour; magically, buttering a piece of toast; and began munching, idly, on the piece. "L'amour. How romantic."

"Let me guess … Michel recommended it?"

"He leant it to me."

"Ooh la-la."

"Guys." I gave them, both, stern, looks; and continued to read. We left the Great Hall, chatting about everything, and nothing.

Defence Against The Dark Arts class

Izzy, and I, came to the Defence classroom; and found the class, still, assembled outside. I ran my fingers through my curls; and sighed. I looked at my iPhone – it was 09h23. 'Merlin alone knows where he could be'. I threw my iPhone into my handbag; and opened my book. "Someone's doing a Granger on us, Harry." Drake drawled, amusingly.

"It's a book Prof. Michele leant her; and she has another recommended by Prof. Michele."

"My, my, we have a serious case of Granger."

"Seriously boys; just because you don't appreciate, light, reading."

"Light, you call you."

"Whatever."

"Draco, my boy, are you tormenting, dear Carolina?"

"No, professor."

"Good. We wouldn't want to get Carolina upset; she's not the most charming of people when upset."

'You'd know all about it, wouldn't you?'

"Seamus?"

"Sir."

… "Carolina?"

"Present."

"Maybe we should give that a break, my dear. You can collect it when the lesson ends." I glared at him; and walked into the classroom.

After School

I walked up from Potions, to the common room. I left my handbag, in the dorm; and walked down the Defence classroom. I walked into the classroom; and up to Michele's office. I knocked. "Come." I walked in. "Hello."

"Hey. This belongs to you."

"Thanks. Couldn't put it down, could you?"

"It's a sin, like dark chocolate."

"I could think of a few other things that are more sinful than dark chocolate."

"I'm sure you could. C'mon."

"Always the workaholic. Did you get it?"

"I'm half way."

"Trojan."

"I wonder where I get it from; hanging around with you, everyday."

"Merlin alone knows, darling."

"Coffee." I was, completely, drained.

"Yeah. I need it."

"C'mon through; and I'll start it up."

"Such a muggle." I giggled.

"Habitual, darling." He set the coffee up; and came to sit down. He placed his hand, gently, on my thigh; and smiled. "Hey." He tilted his head to one side; and smiled.

"Hello."

"I have a confession."

"My, my, so my calculations were correct," I joked, softly.

"Perhaps." He, gently, stroked my cheek. "You're so beautiful."

"Michele -"

"No." He shook his head. "Are you afraid of me?"

"I could never."

"Then?"

"Faye."

"I don't belong to her, Carolina."

"No. You're your own man; that's what I love about you."

"I am no longer. My body. My heart. My soul. They are no longer my own." He traced my lips. "They belong to you, my darling. Merlin alone knows how I've dreamt of you; needless to say, it was never appropriate. Say something." I sniffed, softly. "You're crying. I'm s-"

"No. Because the thing is, Michele, I am no longer my own person, either; I belong to you. Take me; and keep me safe."

"Always, darling." He kissed my lips, passionately; and I kissed him back – playing fire with fire.