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THE BOY WITH THE PIERCING BLUE EYES

Chapter 30 – Party time (part 2)

Harry rushed into the boys' bedroom anxiously with a glass container hidden under a red cloth. With care he put it on the desk.

"What's that? What's that?" Ron asked while arranging the clothes he was wearing.

"Wow Ron, you look awesome." Harry said looking at his friend.

Ron really did look awesome. With black shoes he was wearing white shocks and socks with geranium embroidery. The white shirt was tucked into his trousers, it being twice the size he needed. He was practicing walking in the big trousers while playing with its bridles when Harry arrived.

"Professor Sprout gave it to me at least!" Harry said while taking off the cloth. "I got the Devil's Snare!"

The creature when exposed to the light started to move around franticly like a mad snake.

"This is animal abuse!" Neville covered his eyes.

"This is not an animal, Neville."

"Will you tell us what you're going to be, Harry?" Seamus asked impatiently.

"Yeah. Fallen fairy." He said and began to gather the things he needed.

"Can I come in, guys?" Ginny knocked.

"Yeah!" The five boys said at once.

"Even Seamus has his stone age costume on."

The boy didn't care about the comment as he grew the hair on his chest with a special potion. He was wearing boots and panties made of animal hair. His wooden bludgeon was on the bed while he put on a hat made of bear skin.

"Wow, guys…" The girl laughed looking at the bizarre costumes.

She loved Dean's 'mad-clown' costume. The boy's face was painted black with white teardrops which made him look really scary.

"Harry, let me see you too!" She said to the boy who was in the middle of dressing.

"Alright, alright!" He said as he reached for his white shirt.

"Wait, don't forget the dust!" Neville said and rushed to his bed to take out a small red box. "I put it in an herbal solution, so it won't hurt your eyes if some gets in them. It's dry now. But be careful, because it sticks to everything!"

"Thanks, Neville!"

"What is that exactly?"

"We can only add this at the end. Come on, Harry! Vest, shoes… let me do your make-up!" The girl ordered.

When Harry put on everything he wanted he reached for the writhing plant.

"Come here, baby."

"Baby?" Ron grimaced. He still remembered the Devil's Snare's squeezing power even after five years.

"Well, it's still just a newborn. Look how small it is!"

Neville nodded in agreement.

"You're out of your minds…"

Harry quickly caught the creature while the others shivered as they watched. Only Neville seemed amazed.

Harry watched the franticly moving creature for a minute then tied it around his ankle. The plant, feeling something it can grab onto circled the boy's leg. Harry took his wand and waited until the creature fixed itself on his leg and said the spell.

"Immobilus!"

The plant now looked like a design element on him.

"Wow!" The girl jumped up in joy. "That's so cool!"

The boy did the same with his other ankle and used it to tie his trousers under his knees and on his waist too, while he put one on his wrist. The artificial leaves he got from Dean made it even more realistic.

Ginny, with her wet fingers fixed his hair then used some black powder around his eyes to make them stand out more.

"Give me that pixie dust!" Harry winked at her.

The girl picked some and put it on her palm.

"Close your eyes!"

When the boy did so, Ginny blew the dust on his face.

Harry's face, neck, chest and hair glistened when she finished. Even on his clothes there was some.

"Oh!" The girl looked at him. "You look very pretty! I'm proud of myself!"

"Come on, boys! We'll dance with all the girls tonight!"

They didn't know which costume earned the most glares from the teachers.

Ginny got most of them with the torn skirt that sometimes showed the black panties she was wearing. Her black boots and red stocking attracted the boys' eyes just like her low décolletage. With lace gloves she adjusted her red hair like she was embarrassed but they all knew she enjoyed the attention.

The teachers had another heart attack when the Ravenclaw prefect, Anthony Goldstein appeared with the Patil-twins. The boy's cassock reached the floor while the girls wore nun costumes. But their clothes had cuts so high up; they almost revealed their butts when sitting down.

There were students wearing Muggle clothes too, though the compositions were somewhat strange. One boy had a suit on with hiking boots. A Hufflepuff third year boy dressed as an old woman got the most laughs. Two Ravenlaw boys fought on the corridors now that Filch had no say in what they did. One of them was dressed as a swordsman and fought with the other who was dressed as a golf player and protected himself with his club.

The Slytherins didn't bother anyone with their arrogant attitude as most of them only wore dress robes, though these couldn't be called simple either.

The tables in the Great Hall were pushed against the walls, just like when the ball of the Triwizard Tournament was, to make space for the dance floor. Live music was provided by the new wizard band called Devon Duds. The students were all excited to hear them except Harry, who never heard of the band. The boy band seemed a bit surprised by the enthusiastic crowd but after a few greetings the music began.

The pureblood kids jumped up and danced as soon as the music started, but the half-bloods and muggle-borns realized that all the songs were famous muggle songs only with different instruments.

Harry enjoyed the music while sipping on his pumpkin juice and watched Hermione, who just like Ron, 'made a fool out of herself'. They came up with the couple costume together. In her grass-green strapped dress with ribbons she looked like an Alpine milking girl. Her hair was separated in the middle and braided and she even painted freckles on her face. They were jumping around in the crowd getting Harry into the mood for dancing. He already danced with Ginny twice but others asked her too. Anthony didn't let anyone dance with the twins, and the boys attempted to get him away from them somehow so they could also dance with the not so modest nuns. Hannah danced with Ernie so Harry couldn't find an acceptable dance partner. Until…

At the door of the great hall a strange figure appeared. The girl looked like she was naked; the pink overall tight around her body. It didn't really look like clothing, because her skin, except for her face and neck, was painted the same color. Dots and colorful stripes made it more beautiful, also covering her face. Her hair was in a tight bun with only a few locks hanging loose. Harry could barely recognize Cho.

McGonagall paled for the umpteenth time that evening. When she saw how much the clothes showed her figure she jumped up to shoo her out of the room, but the colleagues stopped her and offered a new cup of wine. The woman, being so nervous, drank it all at once.

Cho raised an eyebrow as she looked at Harry. She advanced the boy slowly and smiled when he almost dropped his glass. Harry followed with his eyes the bouncing of the girl's round breasts then shook his head.

"Be careful, mate." Dean whispered into his ear. "The Devil always appears in the form of a woman to get us…"

"Hi Harry." The girl greeted him.

"Um… hi Cho… A-are you feeling better?"

"I'm fully healed as you can see." She smiled. "Do you want to dance?" She looked at the dance floor as the band began to play the Mysterious girl.

"Sure, let's go."

"Are you scared to do this again?" Lamerin asked as he walked to the Great Hall with his father. In a small mirror he was checking his vampire teeth.

"No, of course not, just…"

"Then stop whining! You have the hottest date of the evening! Do you know how much I want to be you now? Miss. Dareling will definitely be the most beautiful! I wouldn't worry if I were you."

Snape only sighed as they turned on the last corner and found themselves face-to-face with said lady.

Severus couldn't say anything while his son's jaw dropped and hit to ground.

Rowena was wearing black from head to toe with feathers and ribbons, also black, decorating the lower part of her skirt while holding a fan in her hand. With shining eyes she looked at her dance partner-to-be. Then she stroked the boy's cheeks and smiled at him.

"You became a pretty vampire."

Lamerin blushed and continued his way to the great hall with a nervous "Have… have fun!"

Both teachers followed him with their eyes and when there was only the two of them they looked at each other with wonder. With their fingers interlaced they stepped closer to each other.

"Hi." The woman said quietly when their foreheads touched.

"Hi… you're beautiful…" Severus whispered.

"Thank you… you look good too…"

"I want to kiss you…"

"Well… what's stopping you… I hope you're not scared to do it…"

"No… not anymore…"

They kissed and hugged while nipping at each other's lips. A little while later Severus found his lips on the woman's neck, though he couldn't remember how they got there. The feeling was really nice though. When they parted, Rowena smiled and said.

"Let's at least have one dance…"

"Danger… danger…" Hermione hissed while watching Harry and Cho.

"Are you sure?" Ron grimaced.

"If Harry was behind you, clinging and touching your thigh and abdomen like that, how would you react?"

"I'd be scared…"

"Come on, Ron…"

Neville looked out from under the patch covering one of his eyes.

"Do you think it can cause trouble?" Seamus grimaced.

"I don't think so." Padma said eating a cup of ice-cream. "Cho is an adult. She can ask for birth control potion from Madame Pomfrey."

"Padma!" Hermione yelled almost falling over. "What are you talking about?"

"Why? They are both old enough to know…"

"Harry can't cheat on his girlfriend!"

"Why? Does he have one?" Parvati asked.

"Yes." The boys shrugged.

"And who is it? Ginny?"

"Of course not. A muggle girl."

"Well well…"

"I can't believe he's doing this." Hermione shook her head in disappointment. "I thought he was a normal guy… and loyal…"

Her face was strange.

"It's cruel what he does to Marie. He's walking around hand in hand with Ginny, lying on the bed together. He doesn't even deserve such a pretty and innocent girl."

"Hermione, you don't know…"

"Stop, Ron! Don't defend him! You know what he's doing isn't right! Even if he's just playing around with Cho, it's cruel! Just because they broke up, he shouldn't act like this! It's making me sick! Seems to me that he's just as shameless as the other lousy men! He's just as arrogant as his father and Sirius!"

"Who?" The others looked up.

Ron tried to stop her from saying something else and tell them about the escaped prisoner, but she just left the room.

After the fast songs, Harry and Cho started slow dancing, but they both became tired from all the jumping around so Cho suggested they go out and take a walk in the park.

"Won't you be cold?" Harry asked worriedly.

He looked at her costume again. It looked like a new skin on her, covering even her fingers. But he resisted the temptation to ask about it in fear of getting to the topic of what is covered and what's not…

He already knew what the girl wanted. He knew this costume was one last, desperate, attempt to get him. Sneaky, but she seemed to put all her effort into it. In the park, hidden behind the bushes, what does she really want to do? Does she want to jump him?

"Not at all. This keeps me warm. Anyway…" She looked at him charmingly. "I wanted to tell you how good your costume is! You look great!"

"Very easy to read…" Harry muttered to himself. "Thank you. The others helped me make it, so the credit's not all mine."

Passing a few bushes and benches they finally sat down next to one of the statues. Cho leaned on it and Harry leaned back on the bench. The girl seemed to regard the stars but greedily measured the boy when he wasn't looking. Harry decided that no matter the nice breasts and butt he's not going to give in.

Cho circled her arms around herself squeezing her breasts together to make them look bigger.

"She's a pro." Harry murmured amused and surprised at the same time.

"You know, Harry, I've been thinking about it." She began.

"Here we go." Harry sat back up. "About what?"

"About us."

"Ah… look, Cho, we've…"

"Wait, let me finish! So… last year was… a stupid thing from me… But it was so hard to believe that there was nothing between you and Granger. Now that Granger and Weasley are going out it's crystal clear, but…"

Harry didn't really like that she called his best friends by their family names.

"So, I'm sorry that I didn't believe you."

"That wasn't the only reason why our relationship didn't work out."

"You're still mad about Marietta, right?"

"Because of Marietta's betrayal I've lost more than you can imagine."

But he didn't feel like bringing up the twins, the DA meeting… or Sirius…

"And you didn't stand by me then. And in the end you started going out with Corner. After all this, I don't know what you had to think about."

"That was only because… I had no one to comfort me…"

"Well, you could've at least said bye." The boy felt bitter. The topic was unpleasant. He didn't want to talk about it.

"Come on, Harry, don't be like this! Everyone makes mistakes… You weren't perfect either."

"Perfect? Cho! I…!"

Harry stood up and raised his voice.

"What did you expect from me? You were my first. My very first. I've never looked at anyone like that before."

"I know. And I also know that your first kiss was with me too." She said with a devilish smile. "You were very cute… inexperienced, but very cute."

The blood rushed into Harry's head.

"You know, I think you had too high expectations. After all, I'm just a little Harry Potter, nothing compared to the big, handsome, clever Cedric!"

The smile disappeared from Cho's face.

"Cedric has nothing to do with this!" She said with shaking voice.

"Oh really? Then why did you choose the place for our first date to be where you were all over each other a year before? And why did you ask about him so much?"

"Stop it! I don't want to talk about this!"

"Did you ever think about how I felt? I saw him die, not you!"

Cho raised her hand and slapped the boy across the face. Harry's eyes filled with anger.

"We're over." He hissed.

With slow steps he began walking back to the castle. He heard Cho searching for something in her purse then strange, lighter like sounds could be heard. He looked back suspiciously and true enough, the girl was lighting a cigarette.

"Where the hell did she get that? That's what they give to the patients in the St. Mungo's?" He didn't have any more time to think as a thumbing noise came from the girl.

"What the…?"

The girl was nowhere to be seen, at least not in eyelevel. In the darkness it took him some time to notice that Cho fainted.

He turned around and ran to her. Kneeling down he touched her head. In her fingers she still held the cigarette, but Harry took it from her.

"What the hell is this?" He smelled it cautiously and immediately knew that it was no normal cigarette.

Whatever it was, he discarded it. However he couldn't stop coughing and a headache began to form too. It was like someone hit him with a heavy object. His mind felt dull, cloudy and slow. Even so, he still knew that the girl needed to be brought back to the castle. The Hospital Wing was out of the question. They'd immediately know what she did, so he decided to take her to the Ravenclaw common room. With difficulty, he stood up and pulled Cho with him. The girl giggled and with a Cheshire cat like smile let herself be dragged.

"Damn… bitch…" Harry muttered while dragging her up the stairs. "I have to take care of you even now." He said to her, though he knew the girl probably won't remember anything about what he said. "I'm fed up with you…" Fortunately, he's been in the Ravenclaw common room not too long ago, so he knew the way. But the password… that he didn't know.

"Something doesn't go your way and the first thing you do is get a joint? Great… just great…"

For a few minutes he was silent, remembering Remus' angry expression when he was seen smoking.

"Who gave you that anyway?"

No comprehensible answer came just some muttering. They reached the door and the portrait looked at them suspiciously.

"Please open up, she wants to get in." Harry pointed at her.

"Then say the password."

"She's in no condition to say anything. Let us in. I'll escort her to her room and come out immediately."

"No way! No boy can go into the girls' rooms!"

"Cho!" Harry shook the girl. "Cho! What's the password!?"

"Haricot…" She muttered.

"Heard it? Haricot! Let us in!"

The portrait obeyed. As soon as they step into the common room Harry remembered that the girls' rooms were protected with a spell. What did Professor Snape say? How can he get in?

He couldn't remember about the day with the snake incident even if he's life depended on it. But that information would be very useful right now.

Not knowing what to do he lay her down on one of the couches. He put a pillow under her head and was about to cover her with a blanket when he felt the girls fingers fumbling somewhere they shouldn't be.

"No, Cho, stop!" He pushed her hands away in embarrassment. "No touching there!"

But he couldn't get away.

"Cho! Let go! Let go!"

With red face he tore himself from the girl and ran out of the common room without saying anything.

He was so ashamed of himself that he decided not to go back to the Gryffindor tower, in case his friends discovered his embarrassment.

For a while he just walked from one corridor to the next, trying to figure out the time. Is the ball over yet?

He didn't want to know. He had no intention to go back there. The evening didn't turn out as he wanted. Again. Why did he go outside with Cho? He should have known this would happen!

"She would have brought it up sooner or later." He muttered. "Sooner or later, but someone would have brought it up… Yeah. It's better that she knows. Though we didn't talk about Marie…"

Marie… Did she get the letter? It's been almost a week since he sent it. Even the Muggle post could deliver it in a week. And Hedwig is faster than the normal postal service.

If she received it… how did she react? Is she writing a reply? The bird will wait for the answer that's for sure. Harry told her to.

He felt like going to see if Hedwig was back with the other owls or not.

The place was almost empty. Only one little owl was sleeping there. He walked to the window and looked out.

The sky was clear except for the small cloud almost completely covering the moon. The moon looked sad somehow. Something about its light as it lit up the scenery below. Harry watched it for a while.

How is it possible that this moderate light is the king of the sky in the nighttime? There's no dignity in it. It radiates only coldness and weakness… Or is it just him being angry and the moon has nothing to do with it?

He thought about Remus. Days like this… how does he feel looking up at the object that influences his life so much? What it feels never seeing the full moon with a clear mind? How can someone bear with that?

He shivered and leaned on the wall.

It's so nice here. Silence. Peace. No music, no crying… No need for anything else. Sitting in the empty building gave him just the feeling he needed. Peacefulness. He didn't want to go back to the noisy common room where the others were most definitely talking about the ball. About how great it was to see the panties of the Patil-twins, or kissing someone for minutes out in the park, hidden behind the bushes and statues.

With a curious smile he looked down, watching the figures sneaking around in the pale moonlight. From this high up, he couldn't see their faces, but wished to be down among them with a certain someone.

He missed his girl… her touches and kisses. Wonder what she's doing… she's probably sleeping, because it's very late. He remembered the times when she was anything but innocent and decent.

With a sigh he looked up again. The sky began to brighten as the dawn approached. It was beautiful as the edges of the dark blue sky turned first white then orange. The first rays of sunlight hit the houses in Hogsmeade.

The sound of an owl got Harry's attention. The first birds were coming back from their nighttime hunting. He secretly hoped that Hedwig also returned with the anticipated letter.

With a hopeful expression he began his walk back to the Gryffindor common room, not knowing that somewhere far away a crying girl tore a letter to pieces…

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