Katie thought about what Voldemort had said to her, and it plagued her mind over and over, constantly attacking her at every moment.
"So, you must tell her, Miss Fielding, she has to control her power."
Control her power? But Helena was one of the most powerful witches of her time, surely she'd be able to control her power...
"She's on a road to be reckless, and far more dangerous than you can imagine."
But how can she be dangerous? She always seems to be so calm, so loving, and so passionate. The Helena that she loved, the one that loved her back - surely she wouldn't harm her?
But what happens if she does lose control?
"Even I don't know what could happen if it gets out of hand."
Now that was a thought that sent a shiver down her spine. She didn't want to think about it, yet it was literally screaming at her to think about it, take matters into her own hands, so to speak.
Katie began to pace around the dormitory, the rest of them were down at breakfast. Katie had pretended that she was asleep, so to avoid Helena so she hadn't had to tell her what was on her mind. After all, she wasn't sure if she could just yet. Did Helena know deep down that she was unstable? Or out of control? Or potentially dangerous? And it had occurred to Katie that Voldemort could've been lying, but if he was, why had he come to her in such an urgent matter?
Katie could feel her stress building up inside her and she felt like she should just tell Helena about it. But she didn't want to face all the people congratulating her of her performance in the First Task. They didn't know the dark side of it, and she didn't want to be the one to tell her.
Katie sighed. It was only 9 AM. She just took a deep breath and exited the dormitory, wondering where the next conversation will lead her.
X
"So, he really said that?" Helena asked, astounded. Shock filled every inch of bone within her, surprised that Voldemort would say something like that.
Katie didn't reply. It was a bitter and cold taste in her mouth to reveal what she had learned.
"Did you ever consider him to be lying?"
"No, but, why would he lie at something like this?"
"Maybe it's because he's scared that I'm more powerful and he attempts to control it by telling me it could be dangerous."
"I really..."
"Have you seen the notice in the Common Room?" Helena interrupted, deciding that the argument wasn't worth it.
"I - no."
Helena sighed.
"I knew you wouldn't have. It's about the Yule Ball..."
Katie raised an eyebrow.
"You're not seriously suggesting we...?"
"Oh come on, it'll be fun. Besides, Champions have to attend! You'd look like a right loser dancing by yourself. People would be saying things like 'Wow look at her, dancing with the invisible person.'"
"You've made your point," Katie replied coolly. "So do you want to, you know, go with me?"
"Thought you would never ask," Helena grinned. "Some Durmstrang boy did ask me before you came down, actually. He was quite good looking... Hey! Don't look at me like that!" she said, noticing Katie's disgusted face. "Not my fault I'm cute."
Katie rolled her eyes.
"You're not cuter than me, though. Besides, didn't you get asked by a Durmstrang student last time?"
"In your dreams. And yes I did, but he wasn't really my type."
"Figures."
X
The Yule Ball
Students in fourth year and above may attend.
It'll be taking place on Christmas Day night.
The doors open at 8:00 PM.
Students below the fourth year may come if invited by an older student.
Champions must attend the Ball, as they open it as tradition.
X
Christmas Day
Christmas day had started. Although Helena did not celebrate it, she did enjoy having snowball fights with Katie and other students had joined in, until eventually everyone was covered in the freezing snow. One of the students, Melissa Tully, claimed her to be charming the snowballs to make themselves go after them. As much as Helena wanted to admit that she was doing exactly that, she did not say she was.
Mid-day came, and Helena was relieved. Christmas dinner was the best thing about this day.
She and Katie sat opposite each other, laughing at each other. Katie flicked peas at Helena when the teachers weren't looking. Helena wanted to throw a dollop of mashed potato at her head for all those tiny peas hitting her skin gently. For once, other students were not afraid to talk to them and they all swapped Christmas jokes that they had found in their crackers. These students included Melissa Tully from the earlier snowball fight; Taylor Harwood, who actually seemed quite nice; Jackson Rhodes he was quite an awkward boy, yet he was nice nonetheless; and Rosaline Corner, though she preferred to be called Rose and she seemed to be 'going out' with Jackson. Helena was beginning to grow fond of them, though she was still curious to know if they had any other intentions.
After the dinner, Helena had long forgotten about her suspicions when they decided to once again go outside in the flurry of snow and build a gigantic snowman (that was held up by magic, of course). It had an overly large head, and the arms were too small, but they were happy that they made it all the same. Katie left at around 5 to get ready for the ball, and Helena called her a loser for caring so much about getting ready for it. Ironically, Helena left thirty minutes later but Katie wasn't in the dormitory. She just figured that she went elsewhere to get ready. She shrugged and went rooting through her suitcase and finally at the bottom was a dress. Helena took out the dress, and it was so short that it barely covered her knees. The top part of the dress was a lavender colour that went into a deep magenta. It had no sleeves or straps, yet it would hand nicely from her shoulders. It gave her the impression that she was exploring the galaxy when she looked at it, as it had such an outer-space vibe to its colouring. But what Helena loved most about it, was that it was bought from a muggle store back in August and she paid for it with her own money. That was the best thing about it, because of how out-of-place it is in a place like this.
She hung it above her bed, to see if it'll get any straighter than it already is. Helena doubted it, but she could always fix it later. She decided that she was going to have a shower, and then get ready. And, as always, the shower was warm and she stayed in there for at least 45 minutes. She came out, and dried herself with a Hot-Air charm. She was now dry, and her brown hair was in a soft, fluffy state. She loved her hair like this, and it made her wonder why she didn't wash it every day. But then she remembered that she didn't really see the point of washing it, after all, she had magic. But sometimes the muggle ways were the better way.
She sighed. She straightened out the dress by carefully swiping her wand over the creases. It took about ten minutes to do this, and it really would've been quicker if she had access to an iron, but everyone knew that electrical appliances did not work at Hogwarts because of all the magic surrounding it. The dress was now ready to wear, and she thought it would be better to put it on now before she did her hair. She undid the zip and stepped into it, pulled the dress up her body and fastened the zip at her back. She looked into the mirror and saw her wide brown eyes staring back at her. Her hair was down long past her shoulders - she couldn't even remember the last time she cut it. She felt her forehead, feeling the bumpiness of spots and pimples alike. She sighed louder, and went into the emergency part of her things. She drew out Ten-Second Pimple Vanisher that she found in one of her mother's wardrobes. It had worked on all the other ones, but these ones had come up recently. Her arms came up to her forehead to apply it and horror came across her face: she completely forgot to shave.
X
Katie was taking refuge in the Hufflepuff dormitory. Katie guessed that Voldemort had forgotten to close this one, or he didn't know it was there, as she could still access it from her First Year days before she met Helena. She looked at her dress hung up against the door. It was very pretty, and she bought it the same time that Helena did. Only that none of them had seen each other's dresses. Her dress was lavender coloured, and it was high collared with short sleeves that barely covered her shoulders. It went as far down as her knees, and the bottom of the dress was pleated so it swished around her as much as she liked. She was left pondering what to do next. Her hair was drying in a towel on top of her head. Slowly, she began to put on her dress. But barely a minute later, Katie felt a stab of pain burning in her stomach.
"Dammit, not now."
She wasn't due for another week, but she guessed it decided to come early just to piss her off. She rushed to a book that she brought with her just in case and inside was a potion to stop the blood flow.
It was one hour until the ball began.
X
7:55 PM.
Helena walked slowly through the dungeons. Jackson and Rose were next to her, talking cheerfully. She wanted to see Katie so badly... Helena's long, brown hair was in a French braid with a small blue ribbon at the end of it. Since Helena's hair was so long, the braid came down just past her shoulders and it rested there quite comfortably. Her dress flowed softly around her waist and Roe had already complimented her on it. Helena didn't really know how to react to that, so she just smiled and said "Thanks, you too."
She was getting closer to the doors of the Great Hall now, where students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang alike were mingling with Hogwarts students, and some were even going to dance with cute Beauxbatons girls. Then, she saw Katie.
She was standing by herself in a crowd, looking around but then she met Helena's eye and grinned. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun, her pearl earrings showing on her ear lobes for once (they were usually covered by strands of hair). She still had that fucking ribbon tied around her wrist, and even though Helena never admitted it, it annoyed her as it 'got in the way'. Helena glanced at her dress, and immediately (and inappropriately) wished that she could rip it off of her.
Katie swished her way to her, as though she floated in the air. Then, she was next to her and gripping her hand softly.
"I started my period an hour ago," she whispered.
"I didn't need to know that," muttered Helena so no one else but Katie could hear. Katie grinned again.
"Remember that book you gave me?"
"Yes," she lied easily.
"Well it had a potion in there to stop it. It was fun."
"Wait, you brewed a potion? Successfully? I can't believe it, you must be kidding."
Katie gave her a small slap on the arm.
The doors to the Great Hall, it must be 8.
"Ooh, you ready, Helena?" Katie mocked her.
"Honey, I was ready before you were born."
The Great Hall was different to how it was decorated earlier; the long tables were gone and were replaced with small circular tables with chairs pulled up to them. Then, there was a big massive space to where Helena guessed they would be dancing. Christmas trees were in each corner, four in total, each decorated differently. One had clear glass baubles with red tinsel, another covered with snow that didn't melt and the baubles were green and silver with green tinsel, the next had gold baubles and a live fairy on the top of it and lights were flashing off of it, and the final one had silver beads dangling from the pine branches and the tree itself changed colour slowly every 10 seconds to avoid epileptic fits.
Katie led her onto the floor and Helena looked into her emerald eyes longingly. Katie put a hand on her waist and Helena wished that she would go under her dress and feel her right there and then. Music began playing, but Helena wasn't following it. Katie led her around, and Helena didn't really know what to do - this was her first time dancing. But Katie seemed to have some practise.
When did she learn how to do this? Helena wondered. And why didn't she teach me, it would've been less embarrassing for both of us.
The song ended after three agonising minutes and everyone clapped. Helena just stood there being bewildered, she hadn't seen other people join the dance floor. Katie led her off once more, but they definitely weren't going to dance again. Instead, there was a long table where the Champions were supposed to sit at the north-end of the Great Hall.
"Can't we sit elsewhere?" Helena asked. "I really don't want everyone just staring at us, it makes me feel self-conscious."
"Stop moaning, will you?" replied Katie swiftly. "Just enjoy yourself."
"Yeah, alright." Helena rolled her eyes at her and sat down next to her, looking bored. They were then interrupted by Taylor, who introduced her to her date from Durmstrang.
"This is Ernest," she stated. "He was born in France, but then his family moved to The Netherlands after the war. Isn't he cute?"
He had deep brown hair along with dark brown eyes. He had stubble on his cheekbones, giving Helena the impression that he was at least twice her age, but he looked handsome all the same.
Helena nodded and Katie shook her head in disapproval.
"Let's get drinks," Taylor said to Ernest and he looked at her with a blank expression. "Ah, yes. He doesn't understand a lot of English. He just knows simplified words like 'yes' and 'no'. He's useless, but really I couldn't say no to him. You get me?"
"No not really," Katie sniffed.
"Somebody's jealous," Helena said in a sing-song voice.
"I'm not jealous."
"Uh-huh. Sure."
Katie hit her for that.
"Ouch, what was that for?" Helena scowled, rubbing her arm where she hit her.
Katie murmured something that Helena didn't catch, but it sounded suspiciously like "Because you're a fucking prick."
Helena didn't reply.
"Ah, this is awkward. I'll just go and gesture at some drinks, bye." And Taylor left.
"So what's up?" Helena asked Katie.
She sighed.
"You always check out people you find hot."
"Do not."
"Yes you do, and it bothers me."
"I'm sorry, would you like me to check you out as well?"
"Well it would be nice once in a while," Katie said.
"Can I check you out right now?" she pulled her tongue at her.
"Well, not right now, but later."
"Ah, you're such a tease, Miss Fielding."
"Shut up, Miss Prince."
"No need for that, Miss Fielding."
"Go away," she said crossly.
"Okay," Helena said gladly, getting up and leaving. It's not like she wanted to be here anyway. She checked her watch. It had been an hour already? She didn't remember the time going by that quickly…
She left the Great Hall, though several people had asked her to dance. She said no to all, not really wishing to upset Katie. Especially how she knew that her eyes were following her every move. Outside the Great Hall, it was empty. It looks like no one else had run out just yet – it wasn't that far into the night.
Then, the doors had opened behind her and she turned around to see Katie had followed her, still looking as pretty as an hour ago.
"Hey," Katie said.
"Hello."
"You know I didn't mean what I said, right?"
"Yeah. I just wanted an excuse to leave, I guess. I'm not a big fan of places like that, you know that."
"Well you lasted an entire hour before you ran out, how does that feel Miss Prince?" she asked teasingly.
"Well there's now a sense of relief rolling over me as I thought you were going to shout at me."
"I wouldn't shout at you," Katie looked at her menacingly and stared deep into Helena's eyes that were filled with enduring lust.
She proceeded to shove Helena into the wall, taking Helena by surprise.
"Oh, we're doing this now?" Helena whispered under her breath, ready to take Katie hungrily.
"Just shut up and kiss me," she purred softly. She pushed her soft, sweet lips onto Helena's pursed lips, biting down tenderly. Helena gasped. This caused Katie to kiss her harder, gasping for air when she finally pulled away.
"You're such a tease," Helena murmured softly, eyes closed as she savoured the taste of her girlfriend.
"No, just leading you on so we can go some place quiet... So we won't be interrupted. Then, you can do as much as you'd like. Or I do as much as I like. Either way, it's going to be fun."
Katie lead her near to the entrance of the Hogwarts Kitchens.
"What are we-" Helena began.
Katie kissed her on the lips softly, before she could finish her question.
Helena's mind immediately cleared of everything, her sole desire to love Katie like no one else could. Katie then proceeded to shove Helena into one of the couches, and she instantly fell into it, but not caring as Katie continued to kiss her all over her body. Her lips were so soft against her skin, so tender and delicate, spreading love and joy across her entire nerve system. Helena could only pay it back by doing the same, following her lips wherever they went on her body. Helena began to get heated up and caught up in the moment, getting more and more eager to engage into something better, something that neither of them had experienced with one and another.
Katie began taking off her dress slowly, and then Helena's dress, which made her hands find her zip until Helena helped her and it slid off her tender body. Helena had expected more layers to be underneath the dress, but instead she found Kate naked underneath. Her body was so curvy, slightly overweight, but Helena liked her that way. Her boobs were misshaped, but Helena did not mind. She planted a soft kiss on each nipple, licking, and sucking. Katie moaned in pleasure as her tongue worked its way around the soft tips. Helena continued, enjoying this particular movement a lot, as did her girlfriend. Helena then bit softly into it and Katie gasped out in pleasure and began to quiver quietly.
Helena felt between her legs an wetness came dripping off her fingers, yet she stayed in that place, liking it more the longer she lingered there - the warmness was something that she had not experienced before besides from herself, it was better this way.
Meanwhile, Katie has gone and searched up Helena's thighs until she reached felt underwear and pulled it down over her shaved vulva. Katie's finger and Helena's finger lingered over the designated places, each exploring each other's entrance to their vaginas, and Katie's other hand rested on Helena's breast, feeling the weight of it as her hand smoothed it out .
Katie proceeded with two fingers that widened Helena's wet entrance and felt the inside of her. Helena was instantly thrown into sweet ecstasy, something she she couldn't achieve on her own, for this was different, better, more exciting. They were both filled with so much lust for one and another, that they were beginning to lose control.
Their legs were entwined with the other's, hands feeling everywhere they could cover, desperate to pleasure each other, each becoming more exciting every second they took.
Breaths became shorter, and enjoyment took over their bodies.
Katie had hit the place that Helena was longing for and she moaned in sweet and glorious vanity of the experience.
It wasn't long after Katie continued to please her an Helena had forgotten about Katie's own experience that she finally came and released a fluid of white liquid which trickled out of her vagina. Katie licked and kissed every part of it as Helena screamed and moaned and groaned at this new thing.
Helena could not say that she didn't enjoy all of this, yet it was strange. It was discomforting, but Katie did not find it as discomforting as her significant other.
This was definitely a Christmas that neither of them will forget for a very long time. After all, it's the first time they've committed themselves to such an intimate matter.
Authors Note: This is my first lesbian smut scene and it's so bad... Jesus. OK. Sorry this took so fucking long, I honestly couldn't find any words about what was going to happen at the end. Also, I started reading the Bible (ugh I know right?) and I got distracted. Also this scene was why I rated it M.
I may or may not have other scenes like this in the future but it's probably unlikely seeing how badly I do them.
Sorry if this chapter is confusing, by the way, it's got a lot of story line and character development.
Anyway, I'll try my best to get the next chapter up ASAP!
- Queen xx