Ch 5 Conception

Saturday, October first, twenty-twenty-two, Minerva McGonagall looked over the Great Hall, seeing and sensing an almost visible increase in sexual tension. Teen-age hormones were running wild today. She looked at Hanna Longbottom, who was saying good bye to Neville before heading off to the Leaky Cauldron for part of the day. They were kissing like they were going to be apart for weeks, not hours.

Professors Tom and Cinnamon Appleleaf were not kissing, but they were looking at each other like lovesick teen-agers. It wasn't just teen-age hormones that were running wild. She motioned for Neville and Cinnamon, and the two of them, plus Tom, came over.

"Can you sense the sexual tension?" Minerva asked.

"I don't think you normally have another child once your first starts Hogwarts," Tom thought out loud, before giving Cinnamon a lover's kiss.

"Ginny Potter did," Cinnamon countered, blushing. "I do not think it is that uncommon."

"Witches can be fertile much longer than Muggle women," Minerva remarked. "I have had many siblings a full generation apart.

"I am less worried about staff, or even the older students, the ones eighth year and beyond, than I am about our over sixteen sixth and seventh year students."

"A little extra chaperoning could not hurt today," Neville agreed.

"I'm less worried about what students do in public, even though some of what goes on in the portrait room is … is close to but not quite …" Cinnamon had an embarrassed grin. "Sorry, I just remember Tom and me."

"You didn't," Neville kidded.

"Well, no, but we came pretty close to," Cinnamon admitted. "Unlike at least one of the school staff."

Neville looked embarrassed. It was well known that Hanna was pregnant before she and Neville married.

Minerva looked at her staff, amused and frustrated. She was concerned that there would be many more very pregnant witches graduating, or occasionally not graduating, this school year. The aphrodisiac spell on the school was that strong.

Teddy was looking at the map of Hogwarts with some concern. Minerva had sent him a text message, and he and Dennis MacGraw were looking at the maps, focusing on different areas, noticing the number of students that had paired up. Celia Hernades and Francisco Villodas were in the Forbidden Forest, and several other Magi, some they thought were allies of the Pirate Witch Queen, others that they could not identify, were too close to the borders of Hogwarts.

The centaurs were worried. All the signs were pointing to something happening today at Hogwarts. Prophecy was telling them that something was going to happen today, but not what. The two Animagi were slithering towards the border, and a small herd of hunters were following them. If the snakes crossed the border into Hogwarts proper they would shoot, to wound if possible but to kill if necessary.

James knew of a place under the Quidditch stands that was very private. With a blanket and some spells, he could get some good snogging in with Erica. He was frustrated that she had not gone to the Matrons for birth control potions yet. They had talked about it, and James thought that she probably would before Christmas. He was going to get her a ring this Christmas, and they would marry this Summer.

He was just exceptionally ready for sex this Saturday, not that he would ever force it, but if and when she was ready he was.

Erica Lionheart was really wishing she had gone to the Matrons for birth control potions. She was so ready for James she could hardly stand it. It was just not the right time of month to do it without birth control potions, or spells, or something, except … as she became fuzzy, and more happened than she thought it would …

Kisses deepened. Body parts were touched that were normally private, as they became fuzzier but more and more turned on. It was like a dream, not fully being in control of themselves, but willingly giving oneself to the other. It was too soon, but not. It was …

Jesus Rios and Ginny Wang sat next to each other in the portrait room, and then stretched out, holding hugging, kissing, trying not to be too obvious. Other couples were doing the same thing, though.

"We are both sixteen, just," Ginny noted. "I feel like we are in the wrong year. I wish we were in sixth year."

"I know what you mean," Jesus replied. "It is going to be hard to wait almost three years to marry. I know we are way too young right now, but I know some of my living ancestors married at sixteen or seventeen and are still married, some of them over a hundred years later."

"My parents and grandparents are going to be upset that I will not have married a Han Chinese," Ginny muttered.

"I'm such a mix of races and ethnicities it really doesn't matter," Jesus responded.

The couple deepened their kisses, both of them contemplating the birth control potions. It was like they fell asleep, but didn't, and dreamt about consummating their relationship, right there in the portrait room, except it wasn't exactly a dream …

Most of the MELL students had paired up with other MELL students, but Joshua Firewalker had become fascinated with Chrysanthemum Sprout. No one called her Chrysanthemum, though, and it was hard to think of her that way. She was 'Flower,' and as far as Joshua was concerned she was a beautiful flower. She was dressed like a beautiful flower today, with a skimpy top that exposed her curves and skin, and a short skirt. He wore shorts as well, and not much of a top, relishing in the idea that there would be skin to skin touching today.

Today was just the best day to hide in one of the nooks of a greenhouse and, well, he hated to even think of references to plucking a flower, and she had not taken the birth control potions, so they wouldn't. But they had talked about it. And today was such an arousing day that it was almost impossible not to think about it.

Chrysanthemum was ready to lose her virginity. She was going to marry Joshua. She had just not gotten around to asking the Matrons for birth control potions yet. Maybe it was being a farmer, being in love with all growing things, but she was ready to marry this coming summer, to be married her seventh year at Hogwarts. She was not sure what she and Joshua would do after Hogwarts, but they had made up their minds they would do it as a couple.

Well, at least they could snog, and touch, and enjoy each other today. Except as they deepened their kisses, and became less in control, less aware, and they both were … were they really? … as they lost consciousness.

Zeus Sinistra was walking hand in hand with Emily Susan Macmillan, looking for a place to snog, when the urge to snog and more came over him, more powerfully than he could ever remember. They were walking past Myrtle Warren's bathroom, and he pulled Emily into the bathroom. He looked around, but no one else was in there.

Emily Susan Macmillan was amused as Zeus pulled her into Myrtle's bathroom. She enjoyed snogging him, and more, and was ready for more. She did not know why, but today, right now, she was ready for a lot more. Except a lot more didn't involve her knickers coming off quite so soon, or her getting fuzzy, and he was the right person but maybe this wasn't … well maybe it was.

Zeus had no intentions of doing it first in a bathroom, but he was getting fuzzy, and Emily's knickers were off, and he was … it was the right person but the wrong time but it was the right time and …

Charles Koizumi and Patricia Lee were in one of the smaller study areas under the Gryffindor Common room, studying each other's bodies, clothes on but nothing much off limits, when the spell hit. Patricia was glad she wore a skirt, since once her knickers came off … Charles was glad that the magic that transitioned them both gave them both functional parts, and his boy parts did function.

Patricia did hope that her girl parts did function; they told her she was fertile, and that she could become pregnant. It was too soon for Charles, only being a sixth year, but not really too soon for her, being in seventh year, except … and she had not gotten birth control potions, but she should … because if he was a fully functional wizard and she a witch … But they ought to be awake and she at least was getting fuzzy in the head.

And Charles knew that there ought to be more of a decision about this, but …

Rudolphus Dearborn checked to make sure he had the condoms he was using for birth control, as he met Helena Rosier. The families had agreed that they would marry when they graduated, and he hoped they could sign formal engagement contracts over Christmas. Helena had agreed to sex, but was for some reason reluctant to get birth control potions until they were formally engaged. There were several private rooms in the Slytherin dorm, and the couple entered one and began some serious snogging. Clothes came off, and they were ready to join, when the world became foggy. Not too foggy to join together, but for some reason the condom did not go on, but the sex act did what biology designed it to do.

Helena did not mind the sex. She really enjoyed it. Rudolphus was considerate. She knew she should probably get birth control potions, and had made up her mind to ask the Matrons. Meanwhile the condoms seemed to be working.

Except, today, as she began to get fuzzy, which was unusual, and she thought she could feel, it was different, and maybe today he didn't, and it was the time of month when you needed to be worried about it.

And they both fell asleep a little concerned.

Richard Fagan was worried. His Muggle parents had not tolerated him becoming a wizard, so he had spent the last six summers at Hogwarts. For some reason he, a Hufflepuff, had fallen hard for Annabella Bulstrode. Her family was one of the not so nice Slytherin families, but she was ashamed of their dark leanings. The problem was that they knew about the couple, and if they married Annabella would be disowned.

Richard had talked to enough adult Magi to know that he and Annabella could find good jobs in the community of Magi, and support themselves. It would just be nice to have family to support them, instead of being alone.

Annabelle had found a private room in the Slytherin dorm, one of several, for them to study in. Today they were studying each other, it for some reason being a very seductive day. Annabelle looked in her purse, to make sure she had the condoms Helena Rosier had given her. They were feeling each other, and Annabelle took off her bra, letting Richard feel her under the thin translucent blouse she was wearing. She was reaching into his trousers when things began to get fuzzy.

Annabelle had been prepared to lose her virginity today, but she was so fuzzy she was not quite sure how it happened.

Richard knew, once Annabelle took off her bra, that they were going to enjoy each other's bodies. He just thought that he would be more in control, not so fuzzy, not so

October first was one of those beautiful fall days that called for you to be outside. The sun was shining through thin clouds, the temperature was warm but not hot, with just the slightest breeze. After breakfast Albus and Scorpius went over to the Gryffindor table, waving at Cleopatra and Rose. The two girls arose to greet their boyfriends.

Cleo beamed, "Let's go outside! It is too nice a day to spend it all cooped up in this castle."

Rose looked uncertain, but Scorpius grabbed her hand, pulled her into a willing hug, and smiled, "Lets."

Rose grinned back at Scorpius. She had come a long way from the little girl who thought sex was unsanitary. Maybe they could do some unsanitary kissing. The thought of marrying right after her seventh year at Hogwarts was becoming reasonably attractive, even though she wanted to wait to become a mother.

Albus and Cleo led the way, Cleo bouncing, Albus skipping alongside of her to keep up. Albus had the biggest grin, reflecting that Cleo could be rather manic at times, but she usually radiated joy and happiness.

Albus did not want to go towards the Forbidden Forest. He was aware of the two Animagi that had been lurking there, and he just didn't trust the border of Hogwarts in that direction. He headed to a place well within the borders of the spells, but more behind the castle. The ground was somewhat rocky, but there were some secluded areas, surrounded by rocks but grass covered in the hollows, where they could lay down and snog.

The four came to a small rise. Scorpius, the tallest, jumped up on it. Albus guided Cleo to Scorpius, who grabbed Cleo's hand to help her. When Scorpius touched her an intense desire overcame them both. At the same time, the rings on Cleo and Albus's hands began to pulse a bright red, a frantic pulsing. Cleo grabbed for Albus and held on hard, but could not let go of Scorpius.

Scorpius could not let go of Cleo. He looked for Rose, who could see the distress on the faces of the three. She grabbed onto Scorpius's free hand, and then onto his other hand.

Albus grabbed both of his hands onto both of Cleo's hands.

The rings continued to pulse, and with what seemed to be a superhuman effort the two couples separated, Albus with Cleo, Rose with Scorpius.

The centaurs didn't know how they knew, but they did. The two snakes were slithering past the boundaries of Hogwarts as fast as they could, and they needed to be stopped. They could not outrun a herd of horses, though, or a herd of centaurs. The herd trampled the snakes, trying to wound them not kill them, but when the two Animagi transformed back into Magi and aimed their wands at the centaurs, arrows flew and the two Magi died, arrows in their hearts.

Teddy and Dan saw all the couples at Hogwarts, but could not do anything about it. They did see the two Animagi being chased by the centaurs and dying. One of the refinements that Albus had tried to make in the maps was to have the names of beings who were killed change from black to red, and even when the person or being was dead the red, Albus said it was the person's blood, the red stayed on the map. They did not know why Celia Hernades and Francisco Villodas were trying to enter Hogwarts, but they seemed to be heading towards Albus and his friends, and Teddy, at least, was glad they were dead.

James knew they had gone too far, and it worried him, but then they fell asleep. Erica too, knew she should have gotten those potions, but it wasn't wrong, exactly, just too soon, and the wrong time of month without potions, which terrified her, as she fell asleep.

Jesus Rios knew that you always did it in private, but at least they were sixteen, and he hoped that … as he slept. Ginny Wang knew that it was not really too soon, biologically, but it was really too soon emotionally, and there was a better way … as she too fell asleep.

Joshua Firewalker wasn't quite sure how it happened, and it wasn't right exactly, but it wasn't wrong, just too soon, as he fell asleep. Chrysanthemum Sprout knew she should be upset, but she wasn't, as she too fell asleep.

Cleo thought she could remember her knickers coming off, and Albus, and then things became very fuzzy. It was good, but it wasn't supposed to happen this way, before she fell asleep.

Albus was always in control, or tried to be, but somehow he could not control this. He tried, he really did, but it was good as well as wrong, and as he was fighting and, not really enjoying but, as he was … he fell asleep.

Scorpius had always vowed that he would be good in a way that he was sure his father and grandfather were not, so this was wrong, and too soon, but with the right person, and he too fell asleep.

Rose thought, after her knickers came off, that it wasn't quite as unsanitary as she thought it would be, but it was too soon, and … but it wasn't the wrong person, just the wrong time, as she slept.

Myrtle Warren wanted to be a horny broad, but as a ghost you couldn't even take your clothes off. She did enjoy seeing other couples do it, though. One couple snuck into her bathroom and started to snog, and then they went all the way, but it wasn't natural exactly. It was like they were under a spell, and once they had finished it was like the spell caused them to put their clothes back on. It was strange.

"I really didn't intend to snog in a bathroom," Zeus told Emily. "Nor to fall asleep here."

"Something happened," Emily thought, trying to remember, but she couldn't exactly remember anything beyond going into the bathroom. She thought she should remember, but the harder she tried the less she could remember.

Myrtle didn't say anything as the couple left her bathroom. She thought she may have seen a couple of babies conceived since she had been a ghost. She had to admit she was tired of being a ghost, though. Better to be dead, and go to wherever you went when you were dead.

James Potter woke up, and saw Erica wake up at the same time. "I could get used to waking up beside you, Love," James told his longtime girlfriend.

"I'd marry you this Christmas, James, if our parents would allow it," Erica replied, feeling closer to James, and more willing to be a wife and sexual partner that maybe she had ever felt before. "I will see about getting birth control potions after my next period."

"I didn't anticipate falling asleep," Jesus told Ginny. "I would love to sleep with you, but not on this less than comfortable piece of furniture."

Ginny stood up and stretched. "I think a number of others fell asleep too. I wonder why? Something happened, but I cannot remember what.

"It might be nice to be married our last year at Hogwarts, but I sure don't want to start a family until we have graduated."

Joshua Firewalker woke up, and looked at Chrysanthemum Sprout, who was also waking up.

"I think I had a strange dream, but the more I try to remember it the harder it is to remember," he told 'Flower.'

"I think it was a good dream, though," Flower replied, as she hugged her boyfriend.

Zeus Sinistra and Emily Susan Macmillan woke up stiff and sore on the floor of Myrtle's bathroom.

"That was unexpected," Zeus remarked. "I didn't anticipate falling asleep while snogging, and certainly not on a bathroom floor."

"We need to find a better place to snog," Emily agreed. "I think there was a reason we were in here, but I don't know what it is." She giggled. "Maybe it is best to forget that we were in here."

"That makes sense to me," Zeus replied, rather embarrassed that they had even been in the girls' bathroom.

Charles Koizumi and Patricia Lee slowly woke up, lying on the carpeted floor of the little study area. It felt good to wake up together.

"Why did we fall asleep?" Charles wondered. "That is a strange thing to do when you are snogging."

"I don't know," Patricia replied. "I think there must have been a reason, but I don't know why."

The couple kissed, and then arose. It was closer to lunch than they realized.

"We were getting ready to have sex," Helena thought out loud, "but I cannot remember doing it. We are naked, but you are not ready."

"I feel like I may have done it, because I cannot do it right now, so I must have," Rudolphus thought. "I'd hate to do it and not remember."

"Did you at least remember the condom?" Helena asked.

"Merlin no, I don't think so," Rudolphus exclaimed. "I have all the ones I came in with, and none of them are used."

"If I've done the math right, I'm fertile," Helena grimaced. "This could be bad. Worse things could happen, I guess, but we should at least be formally betrothed."

"I will write my parents, to see when we can make our informal betrothal formal," Rudolphus proposed.

"I will do the same," Helena agreed.

Richard Fagan and Annabelle Bulstrode woke up mostly unclothed.

"What did we just do?" Richard wondered.

"I don't know," Annabelle muttered. She had her knickers on, but nothing else. Richard had his boxers on but nothing else. "Things became very fuzzy. Whatever we did, I cannot remember. That's not natural. If we cannot remember I don't think much happened." Annabelle proceeded to get dressed.

"It is getting harder to remember," Richard thought.

Later that day Annabelle found both of the condoms that Helena had given her, unopened, so they must not have done anything. She knew this was the wrong time of month to have unprotected sex, and she felt a little panic. The events of the morning did fade over the next days.

Albus and Cleo woke up in each other's arms, and it felt good. They both knew, as a soul bonded couple as well as individually, that something important had happened, but neither of them could remember just what. They both looked at their rings, which were still glowing, although they were not frantically pulsing like before.

"Do you know what just happened," Albus asked Cleo.

"It was like a dream, one that you wish that you could remember, but that fades after you awake and afterwards you wish you could remember it, but you do not remember what it was you wanted to remember," Cleo thought.

Rose remembered waking up in Scorpius's arms, and how good it felt. Scorpius too felt that sleeping with Rose was something he could get used to.

The two couples laid on the grass for maybe half an hour, each couple in each other's arms, enjoying the sun shining on them warming them, and the feeling of a warm and soft body next to them. Eventually they remembered falling asleep outside, but little else.

Almost everyone at Hogwarts fell asleep at the same time, but when it was time for lunch no one could remember anymore, or thought much about it.

"When did you get those rings?" Rose asked Cleo and Albus at lunch on Saturday. "I do not remember seeing them on you."

Albus and Cleopatra looked at the rings glowing on their hands. They were the same rings, but they seemed to be visible to themselves all the time, and visible to others as well.

"They seem to have become visible today," Albus responded. "We have worn them since first year. They help shield our thoughts from others, but help us communicate mind to mind with each other."

"How come they are just visible now?" Rose wondered.

Albus and Cleo looked at each other. The reason was obviously very important, and they tried to remember, but something was blocking their memory.

Minerva held a brief staff meeting before lunch. "I have a feeling that something happened this morning, but cannot tell what," she said.

None of the professors could give her any advice. None of them could remember anything special about the morning, and it seemed that the more they tried to remember the harder it became.

After lunch Dennis Creevey met with Minerva McGonagall. "We have no idea why Celia Hernandes and Francisco Villodas were heading into Hogwarts. The centaurs have been watching them, and when they headed into Hogwarts tried to intercept them. What happened late this morning?"

"There seemed to be an aphrodisiac spell over the castle, almost as if the very air was a lust potion," Minerva replied, "although it seems to be less intense now. I cannot remember anything special happening, though. What is more troubling… is neither can any of the staff."

"I'm sure something happened, but I cannot figure out what it could be," Dennis replied.

Monday morning, October third, at the Department of Magical Law Enforcement's normal Monday meeting, Dennis Creevey told the group, "Something happened at Hogwarts Saturday, and I cannot figure out what it was. Minerva has talked to the staff, and none of them have very clear memories of Saturday morning, which I find worrying." He took several moments explaining what everyone had felt on Saturday morning… all they knew for sure was that a couple of couple admitted to waking up in various stages of undressed. Most couples did not remember anything, however, or would not admit to anything if they did remember.

"We do know that the Animagi we have been watching, Celia Hernandes and Francisco Villodas, went into the Hogwarts grounds, and when the centaurs intercepted them, a fight ensued and they were killed by the centaurs. We have the bodies at the Ministry. We have put coroner's charms on them and are holding the bodies, waiting to see if anyone will try to claim the bodies."

"Nothing on the bodies that would give us a clue as to what they were trying to do?" Harry wondered.

Dennis shook his head 'no.'

Many of the people attending the DMLE meeting ended up worried about the previous Saturday, but they could not think of anything to do about it.

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