A Dot and a Spot

"The World is my projection."
Karl Schlegel

"There is no spoon."
From the film "The Matrix"

Harry realized that he was just lucky that Ginny was such an orgasmic girl. He didn't fool himself into thinking he deserved much credit for that fact, but he was more than happy to be there to help. She could have multiple orgasms on a good night, sometimes one after the other. They went from earth-shattering, convulsing orgasms that were loud and quite wet; to mild climaxes that were mostly dry and almost silent, but delicious nonetheless, and which left her body gently trembling.

Harry really loved those moments... the moments when a trembling and almost speechless Ginny held on to him for dear life, and with a quivering voice, whispered to his ear that she loved him.

In the few months since they had become intimate, they had experimented enough to know that the missionary position wasn't Ginny's most orgasmic position. It took more time and effort for her to reach a climax that way, and that sometimes suited them both, but today Harry noticed with some surprise that his girlfriend was heading fairly quickly toward an orgasm with him on top.

The fine hairs on his arms were standing on end, and Harry became aware of the intense sexual energy all around them. The dome containing their combined magical and sexual energy was shimmering brightly, making the shapes of those on the outside barely visible, and not just because he didn't have his glasses on.

During intercourse, Harry usually tried to concentrate on keeping his own orgasm at bay while promoting Ginny's, but on this occasion, he had to try and time his release with hers. Theoretically her climax could pull him into his own release and through to the next plane, but he had to at least be close to an orgasm.

At the moment, though, his cock had what he would normally consider the perfect level of hardness; not rock hard, but supple, and that usually meant he could last several minutes before he even felt the urge for an orgasm. Ginny's lovely face, however, was strained by her fast-approaching frenzy, and he realized he had to catch up with her.

"Come with me Harry!"

He wasn't sure if Ginny had spoken those words, or he had just imagined them. He closed his eyes and instead of thinking, Harry just let himself go.

Ginny's pussy was unusually warm, and Harry noticed how nice the fragrances of jasmine and sandalwood were, but he missed the distinctive aroma of her natural scent. The ritual was enhancing his senses. The pleasure he felt from being inside Ginny was more intense than ever before, and all he knew was that he wanted more of it; more of that delicious, tight pussy. He embraced her as if trying to force a merger of their bodies.

The couple reached the final frenzy of their lovemaking, and for Harry rational thought was no longer possible. The drive to release the emotional and muscular tension that had built up could no longer be contained. Everything else disappeared, and only the sensations that overwhelmed his body remained.

The intensity of his orgasm was overpowering. When he ejaculated into Ginny's convulsing vagina, a feeling of warmth spread from the tip of his penis to the top of his head, followed by blinding light. Unlike a normal orgasm, each succeeding spasm of his throbbing penis grew more intense. The orgasmic bliss went on and on, until he felt himself losing consciousness from sheer delight.

OoOoO

When Harry regained consciousness all he could see were rivers of light flowing through the residual mental image of his body and of the magical meadow around them. There was no sign of their friends. The couple sat up in a lotus position facing each other.

"We made it," Ginny said with a glorious smile.

Harry took her hand, and the rivers of light that were flowing through their veins merged and started flowing between their two astral bodies.

They kissed and laughed as their bodies gradually regained their normal appearance and solidity.

The fact that it was daylight, but the night-sky looked vividly close, was a dead give-away that all of this was only a construct of their minds. They had reached the Mental plane, and their joined minds were working together to create a common image that seemed as real as any physical reality.

They looked around the magnificent flowering meadow, and the intriguing night-sky above them. The moon and stars looked so close, they could almost touch them. Harry reached with his hand and caressed Ginny's cheek.

"It feels real."

"Of course, it does, silly. It's just a different kind of reality," Ginny replied before growing pensive. "I made love to you in my mind many times before we actually did it," she said huskily. "I wonder what it will be like..."

It was bloody brilliant.

There were no physical limitations, and their minds knew exactly what the other wanted. Despite those advantages, their astral body lovemaking was pretty close to their physical body lovemaking. Their minds still retained many of the prejudices of the physical world.

They gradually let their imaginations push their boundaries, and their enjoyment of the sex went beyond anything they had experienced physically. They were able not only to experience the illusion of physical pleasure, but also feel the emotional satisfaction of their partner. The strength of that combination made them gasp in awe, and it led them to another overwhelming orgasm.

OoOoO

They woke up floating high in the air. The Blockula seemed to be very far down below, and their bodies looked like tiny dots on the stone altar. It was a strange feeling to perceive yourself as one consciousness with two bodies. They floated down to the altar and their single consciousness split and each entity went into their own astral body.

From opposite sides of the meadow, they saw a stag and a unicorn approaching. They were prancing spiritedly on the grass as they advanced.

Both teenagers knew the two animals were symbols for the union of the soul and the spirit in alchemical lore. As the unicorn got closer its horn started to gradually disappear, until it was completely gone. The animals acquired the silver shine of a Patronus, and the young couple knew it was a sign that they had reached the Unity plane.

"They are our Patronuses," Harry said amazed. "A stag and a horse."

"I'm pretty sure she's a mare," Ginny said raising an ironic eyebrow.

The two animals began to run around the meadow and to play with each other. A little later they stopped a few steps away from Harry and Ginny, and they gently brought their muzzles together.

"Aaaawwww! Aren't they lovely," Ginny said dreamily.

After prancing and playing some more, the stag started roaming around the hind quarters of the mare.

"Oh my God!" Harry said embarrassed. "I think we're about to witness an inter-species coupling."

"Not quite," Ginny said with a mischievous look. "Your Patronus may be a stag, but you're hung like a horse."

Harry lunged at Ginny and tickled her. "You're incorrigible," he said to the madly laughing redhead.

Soon their play had evolved into passionate kissing, and Ginny looked with heavy eyelids into Harry's emerald eyes. "I think we have to move on, love."

"This is going to be strange," Harry said trying to grasp what was happening. "Won't it be like... err...?"

"... fucking yourself?" Ginny offered helpfully with a hearty laugh.

Harry laughed with her and nodded.

"No, Harry. We have become one consciousness, but you're still Harry, and I'm still me."

He digested her words for a moment. "I understand now," the raven-haired wizard said as he had an epiphany. "There is a me and a we within each of us now."

"Exactly, love. Each of us can choose what to share with the we, but each of us is still their own person... as it should be."

Harry kissed and caressed Ginny's astral body. "The universe would be a much poorer place if there were no Ginny Weasley," he said fervently.

"... or if there were no Harry Potter," Ginny said breathlessly as he breached the entrance of her astral pussy.

Their orgasm was almost immediate, as it no longer depended on a physical body.

The stag mounted the mare, and the union of spirit and soul became complete. Their Patronuses became a pair of unicorns.

OoOoO

They found themselves floating in outer space. From their present position the Earth was a big, bright blue sphere in the middle of the darkness and of the twinkling lights of the millions of stars and planets. The features on the surface of the Earth were recognizable. They could clearly distinguish the oceans, deserts, rivers, jungles, and even the biggest cities, like London.

"Is this the Spiritual plane?" Ginny asked.

"Yes," Harry replied. "We are getting closer to our origin. Back to the stardust and to the divine spark we came from."

"As above, so below, sayeth Hermes Trismegistus." she replied meditatively.

"I've always wanted to see the rings of Saturn," Harry said longingly. "Come with me," he added offering his hand to her.

Almost immediately they were flying through the rings of Saturn. It was a magnificent, awe-inspiring sight. They stopped to admire it more thoroughly.

"Look over there," Ginny said pointing.

"What? I can't see anything."

But then, far, far away he saw it. It was a pale blue dot suspended on a beam of sunlight. It was home. It was the Earth.

Tears rolled down Ginny's cheeks. "How tiny and frail it is...the home of my mortal body. How big and inscrutable... the home of my immortal soul."

Harry embraced her to give her comfort, but he also was shaken by the insignificance of that featureless point of pale blue light. How vain and stupid it was for wizards to be fighting and dying over a small part of that tiny spec of cosmic dust.

But as Ginny had said, it was the home of their mortal bodies. He hoped to inhabit that planet with her for many years to come if he could help it. That tiny, pale blue dot was worth fighting for.

He kissed her, and they were back in Blockula. The flowering meadow seemed more beautiful this time, and the sky was clear blue.

The young lovers joined yet again in an explosion of light.

OoOoO

The pain was excruciating, and Harry screamed as he rolled in agony on the Elysian field. Ginny fought her own pain and stopped him by grabbing his shoulders. Their astral bodies had become translucent, and she struggled to remove Harry's hand from his scar.

Then she saw it. A black presence just under his forehead. Ginny reached for it, but when her hand got close, she realized what it was.

"Noooo! It can't be... please, noooo!" she cried with heart-wrenching despair.

The black presence felt just like Tom had felt in the diary, and that could only mean one thing.

Harry was a Horcrux.

Several angels of the Sixth Order, the Thrones, surrounded them with their flaming swords drawn and started advancing menacingly toward Harry. Ginny placed herself in front of him and spread her arms protectively.

"Stop! I will not let you harm him."

"How dare he come uncleansed to the Divine plane, and how dare you challenge the protectors of Elysium, appointed by the Gods?"

"I'll challenge the Gods themselves, if I have to," Ginny replied fiercely. "His soul is pure, and he is cleansed."

"Will you add blasphemy to your other transgressions," one of the other angels said training her sword on Ginny. "Elysium is only for the righteous, and only those deemed worthy may join in the grace of the Divine."

Angels of Virtue started appearing, but they didn't wield their swords. They walked toward the couple and silently stood behind Ginny and Harry, unfurling their magnificent wings protectively around them.

"What's the meaning of this?" Bodiel, one of the Thrones demanded to know. "This evil cannot be allowed to remain. We must protect the realm from it."

"The Gods charged us with protecting Virtue," responded Uriel, one of the protecting angels. "Love, loyalty, selflessness, sacrifice, courage and valour must be protected for the Divine to thrive. This boy and this girl are favourites. They are pure of soul and spirit, and they are cleansed."

"What is the reason for this evil, then?" Bodiel asked.

"An evil wizard placed a part of his soul in Harry's forehead," Ginny pleaded. "It's not part of him. Please, do not kill him."

"If it's not part of him, then he has nothing to fear from my sword," Bodiel said approaching. "Stand back," he added raising his flaming sword.

Ginny couldn't trust anyone else to strike Harry with a sword, not even an angel. "Give it to me. I'll do it," she requested boldly.

The angels stood perplexed by her petition.

"She's a favourite," Uriel said. "As such she can wield the angelic sword."

Bodiel nodded and held out the sword for her to take.

Ginny kissed Harry on the lips, and that abated some of the pain. "You have to stay still; do you hear me? Do not move!"

Harry was still struggling with the pain, but he nodded and came to his knees.

Ginny rose to her feet and took the angelic sword. She flourished it with one hand to test its weight, and then grabbed it firmly with two hands. Harry was kneeling before her, and she prepared to strike the blow.

Ginny, will you hurt your best friend? came the pleading voice of Tom from the Horcrux.

But the redhead wasn't going to be drawn into a conversation with that liar. Her eyes focused on the black spot on Harry's forehead.

"You're not my friend!" she screamed as she decisively swung the blade.

The strike was true, and the Dark vessel was broken. The released piece of soul of the Dark Lord was attacked by the Thrones and obliterated.

Ginny dropped the angelic sword and embraced the sprawling astral body of Harry with all her might. "Are you alright?" she asked desperately.

Harry came to and opened his eyes. He blinked several times until Ginny came into focus and smiled. "I'm fine," he replied. "Never better, in fact."

"I should have known," she said laughing with relief.

The angels started to silently walk away from the couple, and soon they were completely alone.

"Where are we?" Harry asked.

"I think we are in the Elysian Fields, the final abode of the righteous, but we are here only temporarily... I hope."

"Our astral bodies are almost gone," Harry remarked. "I can see right through you. We have only one more step to go. We can ascend to the Monadic plane."

The couple kissed one last time, and soon their consciousness was floating above the discarded remains of their astral bodies. They had been reduced to the divine spark from where they had come from. The two bright points of light floated toward each other and merged.

It was a communion of pure joy with the universe. Their consciousness momentarily became one with the planets, the stars and everything within them. They were everywhere, and nowhere at the same time.

Their mortal bodies, though, still had a pull over them.

"It's time to go back," they thought together.

Their joint spark started going down the different planes, through space and through the earth's atmosphere, until they were floating above their physical bodies in Blockula.

The single spark became two, and each went into their respective shell. They absorbed all the energy surrounding them, enjoying the feeling of being back in the familiar mortal coil of their physical bodies.

The young couple enjoyed a warm kiss before coming apart and using their wands to clean themselves.

"Don't touch them!" they heard Hermione yell.

"What the bloody hell happened?" Ron demanded to know running up to the couple with the others close behind. "Are you alright?"

"Yes," replied Harry. "We're alright."

"Our heads were hurting really bad. What was that?" Hermione asked anxiously.

For the first time the couple used the shared part of their consciousness in the physical world. Harry was angry with Dumbledore, and part of that anger was involuntarily seeping into the shared part of his mind. Ginny barely contained herself when she realized that the headmaster had known all along that Harry was a Horcrux, and that he had been preparing him to die.

"We'll deal with bloody Dumbledore later," she said with surprising calm to Harry. "Right now, the most important thing is that we complete the Triad."

Harry agreed before turning to Hermione. "We'll talk about that later. We have to continue the ritual."

The witches went to work. The glyphs of Venus and Mars were substituted with the glyphs of the Moon and Jupiter. The alchemical symbols for iron and copper were replaced by the symbols of silver for the Moon and tin for Jupiter. Ginny took Luna's position as the West watchtower, and Harry took Neville's as the South watchtower. The ritual was restarted from the beginning.

Luna and Neville created the containment dome and put their wands down to one side. The couple rose to their knees facing each other and began to kiss. One could tell they were both tense, and their kissing was a bit awkward at first, but gradually they relaxed. They embraced, and Neville's hands took hold of Luna's bum, digging his fingers into her flesh. His hands then caressed her small, but well-formed breasts, and he pinched rather hard her large, perky nipples. The blonde Ravenclaw moaned as she took hold of Neville's cock. She firmly pulled the flaccid, but long appendage several times before she began to stroke it very slowly.

Neville broke the kiss and looked down for a moment as his girlfriend made his cock a little harder with every stroke. His right hand cupped her vulva, and he caressed it gently before his middle finger began teasing the slit of her pussy. When he buried that finger inside her, Luna let out another moan and looked up to him. Neville bent his head down and they began kissing again. A minute later a second finger had made its way inside Luna's warm and wet pussy.

Neville was fully erect now and the unsheathed head was glistening with moisture. Luna stopped stroking him and her hand reached for Neville's wrist, stopping the in and out movement of his fingers inside her pussy. She pulled his hand to her mouth and sucked on the two soaked fingers with her eyes closed before Neville captured her lips. The boy's tongue greedily dug into her mouth for his share of her sweet juice.

Neville laid down on his back and Luna got on top of him. Her hand reached behind her and grabbed his cock at the same time she raised her hips. She easily guided it inside her and began to slowly move her hips up and down on his stiff member. Her pussy soon was taking all of his length, and she bent her torso towards Neville, who kissed and embraced her.

Harry, who was the South watchtower, suddenly had a full view of the proceedings. Luna was literally mooning him as her hips moved back and forth. He not only had a full view of her milky white bum cheeks, but also also of her pussy being breached unrelentingly. He felt a wave of amusement that he immediately recognized was coming from Ginny.

"Talk about a full Moon... enjoying the view, Potter?"

"Stop it, Ginny."

Harry's wand was shaking, and he had to concentrate on holding the shape of the dome. At the same time, he was trying to block certain thoughts from leaking to Ginny.

"You don't need to block your thoughts, Harry. I'm not going to get mad at you for thinking Luna has a sweet bum," she said bemusedly in his head. "She does have a sexy bum. But I know what bum you love the most... which one you want the most."

She was right. The sight of Luna's sexy bum only made him more aware of how much he loved Ginny's shapely bottom. Some of her own thoughts leaked into their shared consciousness, and Harry discovered why Neville was the only other boy she had ever harboured real feelings for.

When Harry had asked Cho to the Yule Ball, Ginny had been crushed. Her self-esteem was completely destroyed, and she believed she would never be able to attract a boy, much less The-Boy-Who-Lived. It was at this absolute low point that Neville had asked her to the Ball.

Even though Neville had complimented her looks and behaved like a perfect gentleman during the evening, Ginny had been disappointed that he let other boys dance and talk to her without standing up for himself. Despite that, she had always felt grateful to him afterwards. When they drifted apart, a soft spot for him had always remained in her heart.

Harry could feel the genuine joy that Ginny felt for Neville's and Luna's happiness. His thoughts were cut short by a loud slapping sound. He noticed a bright red mark on each of Luna's bum cheeks.

"Are you close?" Luna asked breathlessly to her partner.

"I'm getting there," groaned Neville.

"Do it again, Nev," Luna said in an uncharacteristically lusty voice. "Slap me again."

Neville double slapped her bum three times in quick succession. Each time the slaps moved a little down and in, drawing a yelp from the blonde girl who grew more animated on top of him. She rolled her hips forward faster and faster.

At first, Harry thought, the rather sharp slaps on the bum were some kind of strange sexual turn-on for the eccentric Ravenclaw, but then he realized there might actually a be reason for them. From his unique vantage point, he saw the red marks left by Neville's slowly expanding, making the skin of her entire bum take a shade of pink. The increased blood flow caused by the slaps reached the rosette of her arse, and moved further on. Her ghostly white vulva with the almost invisible pubic hair, became pink and more engorged.

Harry knew enough about anatomy to realize that the extra blood flow not only brought extra warmth to the area, but it also probably increased the arousal of her sensitive parts. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea after all.

"Are you thinking about spanking me?" Ginny asked to him mentally with a combination of amusement, apprehension and curiosity.

"Ehmmm... We could try it."

He shared with her what he had just seen and thought. He could tell that the amusement and apprehension of the redhead had disappeared, and that all that remained was curiosity.

"One more, Nev, one more!" Luna said hotly. She yelped when Neville complied and for good measure, he inserted his middle finger into Luna's arse.

They both went into the final frenzy of their lovemaking. Luna moaned and mewled while Neville groaned and fucked her harder. They quickly dropped over the edge.

Several minutes later, after three more intense bursts of sexual energy that meant the couple had reached the Divine plane, the energy dome dissolved, and the young lovers became visible again. They kissed lovingly on the altar as the others approached.

"That was bloody brilliant," Neville said in awe as they climbed down.

OoOoO

The glyphs of Mercury and Saturn, and the symbols for quicksilver and lead were drawn within the circle. Harry moved over to the West watchtower spot that had been occupied by Hermione, while Ginny gladly became the North watchtower, taking Ron's more shielded spot.

Hermione and Ron created the containment dome overhead, and after gathering his courage, the redhead boy moved to kiss his girlfriend. They had decided to go for what made them reach orgasm the quickest rather than putting a prolonged show, but they still had to get in the mood.

Hermione lay on her back and Ron was promptly on his side next to her, kissing and caressing the body of the almost voluptuous brunette. Soon his mouth was sucking on her dark, sexy nipples, and Hermione's body started to become restless. His hand roamed her inner thighs, and then it lingered on the luxurious pussy hair that covered her mons pubis. His middle finger found its way inside her vagina, and he probed for Hermione's Spot.

It was a couple of weeks after they had become intimate, before Ron discovered the location of Hermione's G-Spot. It had happened quite accidentally. He was fingering her deeply, and he was enjoying the feeling of the silky walls of her pussy when he slowly began to withdraw his finger. Her pussy was uniformly smooth and supple, but about an inch and a half from her entrance, he found a rough spot on the top wall of her vagina. It felt like the surface of a fine grater or maybe like the surface of a strawberry.

Ron became concerned, thinking it was some kind of injury. "What's that?" he asked worriedly as he pressed against it.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione replied confused.

Ron kept pressing and probing the odd spot of flesh and the brunette couldn't help moaning when a very intense feeling of pleasure radiated from the area each time he pressed on it.

"There's a rough spot inside your pussy," Ron answered as he kept probing to test her response.

Hermione's body was writhing, and her eyes had rolled back. "Oh God! I think you found my G-Spot, Ron. Oh fuck! Let me feel it," she said taking out his finger and introducing hers.

Guided by her boyfriend, the brunette quickly found the odd patch of skin inside her pussy. She moved her finger up and down quickly against it, and she was soon seeing stars.

"Let me do it," Ron had protested.

When Ron took over, he initially reverted to pushing his finger as deep as he could into her pussy, like any man would. Hermione had to teach him that he didn't need to push his fingers deep, but rather he had to drive them up towards the spot. After just a couple of minutes she had the biggest orgasm of her short sexual life; one that blew away all the orgasms she ever had up to that point.

The brainy brunette had read enough to know she was fortunate not only to have a distinguishable G-Spot, but that it worked so bloody well. From that day on, Ron teased her that she had two clits: one on the outside, and one on the inside. He was absolutely right. She had a dot and a spot.

Ron was quite an expert at masturbating his girlfriend. Fairly quickly Hermione was hot and soaked, but he was still as flaccid as when they had started.

Hermione, though, knew exactly what to do to get Ron's blood flowing in the right direction. Nothing excited her redhead boyfriend more than hearing his prim and proper girlfriend talking dirty to him.

"What's the matter, baby? Do you want me to suck your big cock?" she asked, hotly.

"Oh yes," Ron replied. "I'd love that."

"Only if you eat my cunny, Ron. You want to eat my cunt, don't you? It's so hot and juicy."

"Yes. I want your cunny, please," he groaned.

Hermione pushed Ron to his back, and she got on top of him facing his legs, positioning her crotch against his face. She had reached the point where she didn't care what the others heard. "Eat me, Ron. Eat my cunt," she said hotly before she lowered herself to take his cock into her mouth.

She sucked and stroked his member expertly, impressively swallowing most of his length in the process. In a minute Ron was fully erect. Hermione stopped, holding his throbbing meat firmly in her hand.

"I love your cock, Ron. I want it inside me. Please give it to me, baby!"

Ron took a few licks before turning her hips and pushing his girlfriend on her back. She spread her legs wide, and he was on top of her in a flash. She moaned when he split her pussy lips with his manhood.

"OH, FUCK YES!"

The other four teenagers were startled. None of them had ever heard Hermione using that kind language before, much less scream that word.

Ron didn't start gentle, but immediately began to fuck her hard. Hermione's beautiful and soft breasts started bouncing with each stroke until she captured them with her hands and pinched her own nipples.

"Look at my tits, Ron. You know you want to," she said with a languid look at him. Hermione let go of her breasts and let them bounce freely again while Ron looked hungrily at them. "Next time I want you to spill your man-milk all over them."

Despite the dirty talk and the demanding language, Harry could see a lot of love and tenderness on their faces. Once again, he felt a wave of amusement coming from Ginny.

"I'm taking notes over here, Harry. So, you want to spank me, and you want me to talk to you like a naughty girl... what else?"

"Stop it, Ginny," he replied laughing inside their shared consciousness. "I'm not the only one getting randy, as a matter of fact, I know you're wet right now," he added triumphantly while taking a glance at his mortified looking girlfriend.

"It's only because I'm absorbing Hermione's sexual energy," she protested. "She's really hot in bed, and so is Luna". Harry had to agee.

Ron kept a steady pace for a couple of minutes as the tension in his balls and loins grew. Hermione, on the other hand, was moaning with every stroke, but there was no growing urgency in her moans. Ron stopped, and he pushed Hermione's legs back with his hands until her ankles were at the same level as her ears. Her bum raised a little as a result, and he assumed a more upright position.

His stroke technique changed. Instead of long and deep strokes, he was now using short and shallow ones. Only the head of his penis and a little of the shaft were making it inside Hermione's pussy. The natural upward curvature of his penis drove the head against to the top wall of her vagina. He probed only a few times before he felt the rough spot he was looking for against the crown of his cock. The reaction was immediate.

"Oh, yes! Right there, right there. OH, FUCK... FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" she yelled, digging her nails into his back.

Hermione got really loud, really quick. Her screams were frantic, and if the teens hadn't been watching her in person have sex, they would have sooner guessed someone was murdering her. All four spectators were shocked and turned-on by the uterine fury of the brunette.

"YES... GIVE IT TO ME, RON, GIVE ME ALL YOUR SPUNK... COME WITH ME, BABY, COME WITH ME!

The powerful simultaneous orgasms left the skin of the boys tingling, and made the girls moan deeply. There were three more bursts of sexual and magical energy, but the couple couldn't make it from the Divine to the Monadic plane.

After arriving back at Blockula, Hermione felt mortified and lowered her gaze. She was afraid her friends wouldn't respect her anymore, or that they would think she was a slut. Harry and the rest realized that they were a lot more sensitive to each other's feelings now. They could vividly feel Hermione's embarrassment.

Ginny and Luna quickly approached and embraced her to reassure her that she had nothing to be ashamed of. Harry realized that before the joining of their polarities, seeing the way the breasts of the three naked witches pressed together when they embraced would have aroused him. Now though, he only felt happiness at the relief he sensed coming from Hermione. He was surprised that she would believe any of them would think less of her because of the way she enjoyed sex. He thought she was brilliant.

Hermione must have been particularly concerned about what Harry would think, and probably was more attuned to his feelings, because she turned to face him and beamed.

"Thank you, Harry," she said looking at him with radiant smile. "Your good opinion will always be important to me."

Ginny shared her thoughts with him. "I'm proud of you, love."

They all felt the fraternal love that surrounded them. It was overwhelming. He saw Ron and Ginny smiling happily at them and he smiled back.

They had shared their most intimate moments and shared a bit of their sexual and magical power with each other. The Six felt closer than ever.

OoOoO

When Harry put on his eyeglasses, he realized he didn't need them. The others thought that his improved eyesight was a side effect of the ritual, but Harry and Ginny knew it had to do with the Horcrux. Harry's mother had never needed eyeglasses, and everyone told him he had inherited his mother's eyes.

"Are you going to tell us why our heads hurt when Ginny and you reached the Divine plane?" Hermione asked hesitantly. She could sense the apprehension and anger the couple felt around that subject.

"It turns out I was a bloody Horcrux," he replied bitterly.

After the shock of the news had passed a bit, Harry continued.

"When the curse that was supposed to kill me rebounded and killed Voldemort instead, a piece of his soul attached itself to my scar. It turns out that pieces of Evil Lords don't like being in the Divine plane, so it hurt really bad. The angels weren't amused by having any part of that bastard around, so they wanted to destroy me, but Ginny convinced them it wasn't me they wanted. They allowed her to destroy the Horcrux with an angelic sword."

"Wow, that's cool," Luna said in her singsong voice.

Ginny managed to smile and nod. "It really was."

"Voldemort obviously doesn't know you were a Horcrux," Hermione said pinching her lower lip as she usually did when she was deep in thought. "Otherwise, he wouldn't be trying to kill you."

Suddenly Hermione gasped. Her eyes jumped out of their sockets, and her mouth fell open.

"Dumbledore knew, didn't he?" she said horrified. "That's why he has never trained you; that's why he kept you with those horrible relatives; that's why he has appointed such horrible DADA professors; so you were unprepared... to make sure you would die," Hermione finished, with tears brimming in her eyes.

"He wanted a sheep he could lead to slaughter," Ginny said fiercely.

"The son-of-a-bitch is starting to annoy me," Harry said angrily, "but we might still get some useful information from him."

It took several minutes for the outrage to pass, but they realized that they had to keep working in order to make sure all of them had the best possible chance at survival. Each couple spent some time sitting face to face exploring their shared consciousness. After that, they briefly experimented with their increased magical power. The change was impressive, but learning to control it was going to take practice. The same was true of the Elemental power that Harry and Ginny had gained.

Harry had summoned iron, his planetary metal, with ease, but it took too long to transform it into useful objects, like cutting and stabbing weapons. He was going to have to practice even more to fashion it into steel. In Ginny's case, summoning copper had been almost effortless, but they had to find ways to make that ability useful to the war effort. The young couple was still a long way from combining the power of the Elements in useful ways.

"Ginny seems to have an affinity to Fire and Wind," Hermione pointed out. "She should concentrate in manipulating and controlling those Elements. Harry's affinities should align better with Earth and Water. He should concentrate on those Elements. You can share your knowledge as you progress."

"I think that's a great plan," Ginny chimed in.

"I agree," Harry said. "Try Incendio, love."

Ginny got up and pointed her wand towards the trees on the far end of the clearing. "Incendio!"

A gigantic flame erupted from her wand, and her hair started to move like a flame around her head. At first, she was able to control the movement and direction of the fire with ease, something she had never been able to do before, but the flame kept growing in size an intensity until she no longer had control over it. Before she could Finite the spell it set fire to several trees on the edge of Blockula.

Harry got up quickly, sensing her alarm. "Aguamenti!"

Water shot out of his wand and its volume grew until it was the size of a giant wave that crested over the pine trees on fire. Harry immediately finited the spell, sensing that he was losing control over it. The wave was so powerful that it not only put out the fire, but also felled several trees beyond that.

All six teenagers saw in awe as the flood of water moved through the forest. "Bloody hell," Ron interjected. "You two need to be careful with that."

Harry and Ginny were aware that they had to move gradually and carefully. It had taken decades for Dumbledore and Voldemort to have the level of control over the Elements that they had. Power without control was almost always useless, and usually very dangerous.

The fast-approaching morning caught them almost by surprise. They flew back to the castle and Ron couldn't believe it when Hermione gave all of them a phial of Invigoration Draught.

"You're not seriously thinking we're going to go to classes today, are you?"

"Of course, we are," the brunette replied matter-of-factly. "It would look very suspicious if all of us missed classes. Besides, with this dose you will feel alert until the end of classes this afternoon. After that, your system will probably crash unless you take another dose, so I recommend everyone go to bed really early."

All of them were mutinous, but Hermione asserted her leadership and prevailed. The grumbling teens went to prepare themselves for another day of school.

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A/N:The phrase pale blue dot comes from a soliloquy by Carl Sagan. It was inspired by a photo of Earth taken from beyond Saturn. If you never seen the video, I highly recommend you search "pale blue dot video" in Google.