Ch 13 The Day After
Al woke up first, and looked at Cleo. He could feel by looking into her mind that she was sleeping. How long had they been engaged in sex, actually been coupled together? The first two times were fantastic, but the last time, it was just beyond belief. He had felt so much pressure build in himself, physically but somehow emotionally and spiritually too. He had done spells and prayed that when he finally climaxed some of his soul would go into Cleo, that how good he felt about how she looked and who she was would finally become part of her.
Somehow Al felt that he did give a little of himself, maybe more than a little of himself, to Cleo last night. Maybe he gave all of himself, but somehow after giving all of himself there was more than before. That seemed to be the logic of love; hold it tight and it diminishes, but give it away and it grows.
Albus arose, used the loo, did a shaving spell, and climbed back to the bed pulling Cleo to him.
About 6:00 AM, Cleopatra woke up. She smiled at Albus and went to the loo, and did some quick cleaning. She walked out of the bathroom, her hips swaying back and forth, her breasts bouncing, and Al saw and was turned on, but also projected to Cleo just how sexy she looked to him, how unbelievably sexy that exaggerated feminine shape was.
Cleo looked at Albus looking at her, and saw, partly because he was communicating in that mind to mind way they could share, and partly because of what she had experienced the night before, she saw the sexiest body she had ever seen or imagined, HER exaggerated sexy feminine body.
Cleo saw her body as this exaggeration of what a female should look like, this sex goddess of a body.
Cleo projected love and lust, awe and wonder, intense love for Al, radiant joy as she took the few steps to the bed. Cleo lay down in the bed on her back, spread her arms and legs and sighed, the biggest smile on her face.
They actually did not spend as much time this morning. When they were done Cleo got up and looked at herself, and Al looked at her, saying, "What a sexy voluptuous body!" He had a big smile on his face as he looked at her.
Cleopatra looked at herself. It was the same body. Her hands and feet and nose were still big, she still had a tummy. But it was hard to look at her bottom, the wide hips, the place where Al had given her so much pleasure, Oh Merlin so much pleasure, and not feel sexy. It was hard to look at her ample breasts and not feel sexy. Voluptuous? She was not quite sure what that word was, but she did have an oversize body for oversize pleasure. She was sexy! Wow!
Cleo looked and found the sexiest pair of knickers she could find. She needed sexier knickers, she thought. She looked for the right bra. She definitely needed sexier bras as well, although there was one that pushed her up and out (not that she needed anything to push her out, she was really too big already) and made her look and feel sexy.
Cleo went into the closet to see if she could find the right outfit to wear. There was one dress, all earth tones, that needed a little work. She put it on, and with spells that Ginny had showed her made sure the waist was at the right place, the skirt swayed with those sexy hips of hers. She fiddled with the neckline until it showed just enough breast and cleavage. Look at all that cleavage. She was sexy! The dress needed a little decoration. She felt like an earth goddess, and remembered the dress in Switzerland. That witch's dress had the right symbols on it, and she duplicated a few of the symbols as well as she could remember onto her dress, and fiddled with them until they were just right.
Cleo thought to herself if she was not one of those pretty anorexic thin little beauties, she was beautiful in her own earth goddess way, and for the first time in her life she was totally content to be her, in her body. All the spells that Al had used on his own and with her had worked. She turned around to Al and said, "I feel beautiful! I feel like the luckiest girl in the world, and the sexiest. I love you, Al. Thank you for making me feel SOOO good."
Al had been watching in amazement. Cleo usually looked like she threw on clothes with no real concern with how she looked. She could look very put together if she had to, but it was work for her. But the way she looked at herself and fussed this morning was amazing, and good to watch.
Al proclaimed, "You are beautiful, you ARE an earth goddess, you are MY earth goddess. I cannot begin to tell you how much I love you."
Cleo replied, "You've done an amazingly good job of showing me. Oh Al! I cannot describe how good I feel."
Cleo looked at the dress, and made sure it was tight enough in the back to follow the curve of her back, to outline her sexy bum. She made sure the dress was tight under her bust, following down to her hips before flaring out, not hiding her shape but highlighting it. Even the little belly, if not exactly ideal according to the current fashion, was fertile and sexy. She made sure all of her body was open for Al to feel, and Al made sure all of his body was open to her, neither of them having anything private in their body parts.
Cleo then looked at her hair, and using some magic put in two little plaits that came down in front over her breasts, two big plaits that came down in back. Cleo charmed some flowers to put in her hair that just continued the earth goddess theme, rather overdone for most females but just about right for the overabundance that was Cleo, flowers on her head and at all four ends of the plaits.
Cleo chose a pair of flat sandals that were the wrong color, but again with magic she changed the color. When she was all done she was stunning! Unusual, an earth goddess not a classical beauty, but stunning.
And of course Cleo made sure that the oversize pockets, that somehow changed the dress from just a sexy female to a sexy motherly female, were full of all the stuff she usually had in them. She felt like the sexiest female she could ever imagine, but she was still Cleopatra.
Harry and Ginny had been up and in the kitchen since a little after 7:00, and Hermione and Ron joined them about 7:30. Just after 7:30 Al and Cleo came downstairs, Al with a big smile on his face. Cleo had a smile that was at the same time enjoyment and self-satisfaction and a little ecstasy, and she was swaying her hips and walking with such self-confidence that everybody could tell she was more than just happy. Ginny smiled, "Good morning Al, Cleo, how do you feel?"
Cleo answered, "I feel beautiful! I feel fantastic! I feel like every love song in the world was written for ME!" At this she spread her arms and twirled around and gave Al a big kiss and the biggest most longing-for-you adore-you sappy smile you could imagine. As she twirled around the dress moved with her in a magical way, showing off all her shape.
Al, in his usual understated way, remarked, "We had a good night," with a big smile on his face. Hand in hand they finished walking into the kitchen and sat down.
Cleo looked at Ginny, who had worked with her on her looks and self-confidence so much over the last six years, and told her, "Mum, for the first time since I can remember I like my body, and I like my body a lot! It feels so good. Thank you for all your help."
Ginny replied, "Cleo, you look fantastic! You always talk about how a scent needs to smell just right, be personalized. Your look is very personalized, and it looks as much like just you as your scents are. I am so glad for you.
"I wonder how Rose and Scorpius are?"
"I'm almost positive last night was their first time," Cleo thought. Ron relaxed a little. He was still having a hard time with Rose marrying a Malfoy, although he had gotten to really like Scorpius as a person.
"Rose and Scorpius had a book," Cleo observed. "I'm sure they both approached it like a homework assignment, one that they both wanted to get the best possible marks on." Cleo giggled a little. "I would not be surprised if they end up with charts on what each likes, with some sort of scale on what is more pleasurable." As she was saying this Cleo was looking right at Hermione, who started to blush. She did have a rating scale of what she liked, what positions gave her the most pleasure, what seemed to please Ron most.
Rose and Scorpius came down to breakfast. They both looked a little embarrassed. "Enjoy yourselves?" a grinning Ginny asked.
Rose and Scorpius looked at each other. "We have a lot to learn," Scorpius suggested, looking at Ron like he expected Ron to yell at any moment. He could not get out of his mind that he had just had sex with Ron's daughter, in his house, and even with Ron and Hermione's approval, he still felt awkward and just a little terrified.
"We don't mind, it's going to be a lot of fun learning," Rose added, holding on to Scorpius and leaning her head against him. She was also looking warily at her parents.
"Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy," Ron insisted in a serious voice, "We are going to be living with each other for a very long time. I expect …" Ron paused, and Scorpius held onto Rose's hand not knowing what Ron was going to expect, just on the edge of being terrified. "I expect that you will practice until you and Rose are both experts at this sex stuff, and maybe make more babies. And I expect that you will start to call me dad or Ron and forget this Mr. Weasley stuff. You are part of the family, after all."
"Dad?" asked Scorpius, not believing what he had heard.
"Yes, son," answered Ron.
Scorpius went over to shake Ron's hand, and Ron got up and gave Scorpius a big hug. Scorpius hugged Ron hard, tears starting to come. "I can't remember the last time my own father hugged me," Scorpius sniffed. Breaking apart, Scorpius looked at Ron and said, "Thank you for accepting me, … Dad."
Ron replied, "You are welcome, son."
Ron shook his head. "When I entered Hogwarts I sure could not imagine that I would end up marrying the brightest witch in the world. That she even tolerates me is amazing. I'm not even sure I could imagine having a daughter, not one as smart as her mother, well close. I know if you had told me that Rose would end up marrying a Malfoy I would not have believed it, and that I would approve, no way! Just goes to show that I'm still an idiot some times."
"You're a great father," Rose insisted, "and you will make a great grandfather."
"That's the hardest thing of all to imagine, being a grandfather," Ron thought. "All the grandfathers I know are gray or bald."
Ron had a noticeable bare spot in the middle of his head, and Hermione started to rub it. Ron looked at her in amazement; he knew it was there but had no idea how big it had become. Ron felt his head. Hermione, with a big grin on her face, close to a Ginny Potter smirk, conjured a mirror and gave it to Ron. Ron took the mirror and looked at the top of his head in a mirror, and shrieked, "Oh no, I'm becoming my father!"
Rose butted in with, "Dad, if you are as good a grandfather as Grandfather Weasley, that would be just fantastic."
Cleo looked at Rose. "Remember that first train ride? You explained the facts of life to us, taught us about sex because Grandma Malfoy didn't teach us."
"I remember," a blushing Rose answered Cleo.
"When you explained about how you made babies I think I was … scared … concerned," said Cleo with a quizzical look on her face, searching for the right word, "Amazed, at least. I asked you, 'he puts his what where?' not really believing what I was hearing."
"Does it make more sense now?" asked Rose, a little embarrassed.
"Oh, I'll be the where to Al's what any day!" Cleo exclaimed. "Oh Rose!" Cleo turned to Al and gave him another kiss and sappy look. Everybody at the table giggled at this remark.
Harry brought the two couples to the Potter's New Burrow to talk about December 20. He wanted Teddy and Dennis MacGraw in the meeting, and he did not want to risk both of them, either of them actually, to be found out to be alive and working for Harry. Cho, Ron, Dennis Creevey and a number of other Magi were in the meeting.
"I have my team assembled," Cho informed the group. "They all know how dangerous this is, and they are all volunteers. I'm not happy about a couple of them, not because they are not capable. They are honestly the best Magi for the job. It is just a couple have young families."
"We need the best people for this mission," Harry admitted. "I am going to take your word that these are the best Magi we can employ, and hope that their talent is sufficient."
"If Albus and Cleo kill Jezebel we will win," Ron remarked. "The question is at what cost."
"What do we do once Jezebel is dead?" Harry wondered. "How do we capture the rest of the Magi in and around Malfoy Manor?"
"Don't forget Magi who may be in the Floo network," Travin Moll added. "I can divert anyone trying to go through the Floo as soon as Harry destroys it."
Arthur told the group, "The DMLE will have cells and other places ready for them, and a couple of Floo connections that can be secured. We are just going to need more help. As soon as Harry or I send the level five International All Auror alert we are going to need some at the Ministry."
"Everyone on the Island has to submit their wand to Jezebel," Teddy remarked. "She can summon your wand at any time. I'm not sure if that spell is tied to her, or to the wand and the person who wields it."
"I will try to find out as soon as I have the wand," Cleo told the group. "As soon as I have the wand I need to announce that I am the new ruler of the island."
"You are going to need to go and take possession of the island as soon as possible," Teddy insisted. "The same day if at all possible. Dennis and I need to go with you, and your parents, Cleo, and others."
"I should be able to direct the cleanup here," Cho remarked.
The group spent most of Saturday trying to make sure they had every contingency covered.
Late Saturday Afternoon James and Erica arrived at twelve Grimmauld Place, along with Lily Luna and Ivana.
Ginny told the four, "I need to tell you some things that must be kept confidential. You are going to risk lives if you even hint at what I am going to tell you. Do you understand?"
The four nodded that they did understand.
"The events of October first were supposed to cause Cleo to be pregnant with Scorpius's baby. All the rest is what might be called collateral damage. What we think the spells did was cause everyone to lose consciousness, and then any couple over sixteen who were touching to have sexual intercourse. We have some information that the spell was triggered by Cleo holding on to Scorpius when they were outside. What Jezebel, the Pirate Witch Queen of the Caribbean, and her followers did not anticipate was that the bond between Albus and Cleo was so strong, and the soulmate rings they wear and the spells on them so powerful, that Albus was able to grab on to Cleo, Rose was able to grab on to Scorpius, and then Albus and Cleo separated from Rose and Scorpius.
"It is very important that Jezebel and her followers still think that Cleo is pregnant with Scorpius's baby. Scorpius and Cleo are supposed to marry at Malfoy Manor December 20, and from all we know Jezebel is going to be there. Scorpius, Cleopatra, and Narcissa Malfoy have all said that there will not be a marriage unless she shows up.
"I cannot stress how dangerous this plan is. Harry thinks that Albus and Cleo will be able to defeat Jezebel, but he is also sure that in the battle the chance of people dying is extraordinarily high. I've never seen your father any more worried."
James responded, "The rumors going around Hogwarts were that Cleo was pregnant with Scorpius's baby, and that Rose was pregnant with Albus's baby, and because of the scandal of both pregnancies that is why no one wanted to talk about it."
Ginny smiled a rueful smile. "That is the impression we wanted to give.
"Meanwhile, we did get formal betrothal documents signed for Albus and Cleo, and for Rose and Scorpius. They both consummated their relationship last night."
"We did it first!" James beamed.
Erica scowled at James, folded her arms and shook her head.
"My sister wants to know when I am going to move my things to James's bedroom," Erica told Ginny.
"There is not really room in my bedroom for all Erica's things," James complained.
Ginny told the couple, "I expect you to be living in Chudley this summer. Meanwhile, if you want you can have a couple of rooms in Potter's New Burrow."
"What do you think, Erica?" James asked.
"Could we see the rooms?" Erica asked.
Ginny took the couple over to Potter's New Burrow, and showed them the two bedrooms with the bathroom in between. The couple looked at them.
"Our first place!" Erica beamed.
James looked a little confused, but Ginny smiled, remembering how important it was for her to have her own place once she was married. It was decided that as soon as possible they would move all of James and Erica's things to the two-bedroom suite.
Erica and James went to the Lionheart'sso she could bring some clothes and other items back to Potter's New Burrow, to the absolute delight of Erica's little sister, who was deep into planning on making the bedroom her bedroom. The couple ate dinner at the Lionheart's home before spending one last night in James old bedroom.
"You are scared, Harry," Ginny observed as they were getting ready for bed.
"I really think, if Jezebel does appear at Malfoy Manor, that Albus and Cleo will win," Harry replied. "What has me terrified is what the cost will be. I have to be the one in the living room under the Invisibility Cloak, and I'm painfully aware that I am not invincible. I'm at least going to be somewhat hidden, but Rose and Scorpius are not, and Cho's team is going to be going in outnumbered.
"I do not see how generals do it, sending people into battle, knowing that many of them will die."
"You do it not because you want to, but because you have to, Harry," Ginny reassured her husband. "It is to your credit that you find it so hard."
Ginny concentrated on trying to reassure Harry, although if Harry was worried she was as well. It was too much like right before The Battle of Hogwarts, and too many people died then.
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