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Chapter 13: O.W.L.s
Their souls bound together for all eternity, Harry's Harem have been reincarnated. Can you guess who's who? Will they find each other. In this Chapter, 5th year.
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Chapter 13: O.W.L.s
On the day Harriet turned 15, once again, a phoenix appeared with a book for her from the Mysterious Ravi. This time, the book was called: Secrets of the Mind: Legilimency for fun and profit.
(Who could this Ravi be?) wondered Harriet. Looking through the rest of her birthday mail there was a card, each, from Mike, April, and Dietre. She'd seen Mike a few times over the summer. She couldn't understand what the special bond between them was or why her research into it had failed. Each night, they had felt each other jack/jill off. Harriet was thankful that he hadn't seen any of his boff-buddies over the summer.
Her Hogwarts letter was unusually heavy. There was a lump in it. She opened is and pulled out a prefect badge! Then she heard, what sounded like the death squeal of a rabbit.
Slam!
Her door burst open!
"Paul! Knock first! I'm still in my nightgown!" scolded Harriet.
"I'm a Prefect! I'm a Prefect!" squealed her stepbrother, as he danced a jig, holding his prefect badge aloft.
"Me too!" bragged Harriet as she showed him her badge. They jumped in each other's arms and hugged tightly with joy. "Now let me get dressed and we'll make a celebratory breakfast.
September 1, 2095
By the time school arrived, Harriet knew that Mike and Dietre were also prefects. After she boarded the train, she went to the Prefects Carriage. When she and Paul got there, there were several older students present, but they were the only ones from 5th year. She shrugged out of her burka and pulled her school robe over her clothes. The next to arrive, was Isabelle Evans from Hufflepuff. She was followed by Mike Malfoy from Slytherin, Dietre Skeeter from Ravenclaw, Red Foley from Hufflepuff, 'lexa Lockhart from Syltherin, and a Gyrfindor girl who didn't take of her burka after she arrived. Harriet knew who this must be. Although there were several muslims attending Hogwarts, only one girl never took off her burka in mixed company, Scheherazade Al Saud.
Once the train embarked on it's journey, the Head Boy and Girl introduced themselves and gave them their instructions, They began patrolling the train. Harriet noticed that Mike seemed to be trying to mix campaigning with patrolling. When she and Dietre found April alone in a compartment, they stopped by for a visit.
"Hi Sweetie!" said Dietre as he greeted his girlfriend with a kiss.
"Look, April, I'm sorry you didn't get to be Prefect," apologized Harriet.
"Oh, don't worry about it. You deserve it!" complimented April. "Is Red still not speaking to you?"
"Yeah," confirmed Harriet. "I really miss my friend. He's a Hufflepuff Prefect, you know."
"No, I didn't know that," replied April. "Good for him!"
"Yeah, so are you two going to help me with my little research project again, this year?" asked Harriet.
"Sure," said Dietre. "Hey, do you think the Devas could be exerting some kind of control over you? Forcing you two together?"
"No I don't think that's it and even if it were, there'd be no way to prove it," replied Harriet.
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After the sorting and dinner, it was a great thrill for Harriet and Dietre to lead the first years to Ravenclaw Tower and give them their House orientation. This was followed by patrolling the corridors before bed. Each night she was paired with a different Prefect. The nights with Red were tense and uncomfortable. When she patrolled with Mike, they more often than not, ended up snogging the whole evening.
October 31, 2095
Harriet was spending the afternoon studying with her friends April and Dietre. They had become distracted from their revising and were looking for some clue about the bond between Harriet and Mike.
"Oh! I think I found it!" whispered April. "Listen to this: The last recorded instance of a Soul Bond was Ralph and Eleanor of Sanford. Reportedly, they were able to feel each other's sensations and even hear each other's thoughts. Ralph died on April 13, 1637 and his wife killed herself the next day."
"Oh, that's so romantic!" said Harriet. "She couldn't bear to live with out him!"
"So, you think Harriet's bond to Mike is a soul bond?" asked Dietre.
Suddenly Harriet jumped up and ran from the library. She had just felt Mike kiss someone! Over the past year, they had come to an unspoken understanding. He was allowed to shag his boff-buddies late at night, but the rest of the day was for them. He had broken that agreement. Worse, Harriet wasn't just feeling his sensations as he snogged the girl, she was also feeling what the other girl was feeling. This wasn't just any girl. This was a threat to her newly discovered Soul Bond with Mike. The sensations drew Harriet, like a moth to flame. When Mike's hands started wandering to the girl's breasts, Harriet unconsciously stroked her own. She could feel Mike lifting the hem of her robe as she rounded the corner and found what she was looking for . . . the infamous broom closet. When Mike's tongue touched the girls love button, Harriet's legs gave way. She moaned in ecstasy as she heard the other girl in the closet do the same. Not caring who saw her, Harriet pulled up the hem of her robe and began jilling-off. When the other girl reached her climax, the sensation pushed Harriet and Mike over the edge too!
After she's calmed down, Harriet stood up and began pacing. (How dare that other girl horn in on my Soul Bond with Mike. On the other hand, I could feel what she was. Maybe I'm soul bound to her too. It can't be a Soul Bond! If it were, I should be able to hear what one of both of them are thinking. Can there be a Soul Bond with more than two people? How can three people share as close a bond as Two? What's wrong with me?!)
When the door opened, Harriet was shocked by the identity of the other girl. There was only one girl who wore a burka to school: Scheherazade Al Saud!
"It's you!" exclaimed Harriet.
"Harriet, I didn't know you were out there!" said Mike. "I'm really sorry! I don't know what came over me! I couldn't help myself!"
"I need to speak with her alone," said Harriet, as she took Scheherazade by the hand and pulled her back into the closet.
"Many apologies, Harriet, I don't know what came over me," explained Scheherazade.
"Shut up, and kiss me!" growled Harriet and the pulled aside Scheherazade's veil and planted he lips on the girl's. Instantly, she felt the same, deep, connection that she did with Mike. The tongues eagerly reached out for each other.
"Hey! Are you two kissing in there?" called Mike as he pounded on the door.
"Go away Mike, it's my turn with her now!" called back Harriet.
Tentatively, Scheherazade put a hand on Harriet's breast and started kneading. Harriet returned the favor and when she felt the nipples stand up, the pinched them lightly through the robe. Suddenly, Scheherazade broke off the kiss and knelt at Harriet's feet. Harriet groaned in anticipation when the girl began pulling up the hem of her robe, kissing the inside of her legs, as she ascended. Harriet grabbed the hem of her robe and held it as Scheherazade pulled down her panties so she could orally please Harriet. Harriet gasped as the tongue touched her! She stroked Scheherazade's head as she moaned with pleasure. It continued to build and build until all three of them let out a finally groan of release!
As they got dressed, Harriet observed: "I must say I'm surprised. I had no idea you were such a wild woman! So what do we do now?"
"I propose that we share him," replied Scheherazade. "Such things are common in my family. Besides, I think I'm going to want as much time with you as with him, anyway."
"Uh, huh. So how long have you known you like girls?" asked Harriet.
"Uh, you were my first," admitted Scheherazade. "I had never considered the possibility before."
"I've done a little fooling around, but you'll be my first girlfriend," observed Harriet, as she kissed Scheherazade. "Come on, let's tell Mike."
When they opened the door, Mike was waiting for them.
"Are you breaking up with me?" asked Mike.
"As temping as that might be, I don't believe we have any choice in the manner," replied Harriet as she observed Mike's crestfallen expression. "You're just going to have to get used to having two girlfriends.
At that, Mike pulled them both into a group hug and kissed them both.
"Excellent!" exclaimed Mike.
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As time passed and they learned more, they came to discount the Soul Bond theory. After all, only two people can form a Soul Bond and if they were Soul Bound, they should be able to hear each other's thoughts.
Over the past two years, Harriet had been studying Occlumency. She was beginning to wonder if it even did anything, as she had never had the opportunity to block someone's probe. After several months of study of Legilimency, she now fell confident enough to give it a try. She was sitting at the Ravenclaw in the Great Hall at lunch. Looking around the room, she caught Red's eyes at the Hufflepuff table. He was looking at her intently with a sad look on his face. Harriet pointed her wand at him under the table and whispered:
"Legilimens!"
Her mind was flooded with images of her kissing him from his point of view. The images were permeated with a deep sense of sadness.
"I did it!" exclaimed Harriet, in triumph after the images ended.
"Did what?" asked April.
"Never mind, I'll tell you later," replied Harriet.
Over the next few weeks, she tried Legilimency on several people with much success, until she tried it on Mike. His mind was closed to her. But he did look at her with a grin and wink. In Harriet's mind, this was further evidence against the Soul Bond theory.
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"Come in, Miss Powell. Have a seat," commanded Professor Paracelsus as Harriet entered his office. "We're here to discuss your career options. Have you given it any thought?"
"Well sir, if I'd been a muggle a century ago, I would have liked to have been an Astrophysicist," said Harriet. "Is there a Wizarding equivalent?"
"I'm afraid not," replied Professor Paracelsus. "Since the 17th century, most of the advances in Astronomy have been made by muggles. Still, you could aspire to teach at a wizarding school. Your Muggleborn background would actually be a bonus, as you would be more in tune with the latest knowledge. You would need to get O's in both Astronomy and Arithmancy."
"I don't think that will be a problem, I'm top of my class in both," replied Harriet.
""Of course, if you were to marry a pure-blood wizard it would enhance your chances of securing a position," observed Professor Paracelsus. "You would, of course, have to wait until after you childbearing years were over before pursuing a career."
"That's so unfair!" exclaimed Harriet.
"It may be unfair, but it's just the way the world works," admonished Professor Paracelsus. "I've noticed that you and Mister Malfoy are quite close. Perhaps he might be a marriage prospect?"
"I think so," mused Harriet.
"There is something else we need to discuss," said Professor Paracelsus, leaning in closer. "For more than a century, there has been a disturbing pattern with muggle-born witches. After O.W.L.s, the best and the brightest of them will make a big leap in their magical power and knowledge. These girls do so well on their N.E.W.T.s that they have to be excluded from the curve or everyone else would fail. Then, after graduation, they disappear, and are never heard from again. I think there is a good chance that such a fate will befall you. I urge you, if anything odd happens to you over the next year, report it to me. We'll do everything we can to help you before you disappear."
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May 1, 2096
As the year progressed, Harriet and Scheherazade had become quite competitive for Mike's affections. Not only with each other, but also with his boff-buddies that he used late at night, especially after a date with one of them.
Today the three of them had a swim date. When they met at the front entrance, Mike was dressed in his everyday wizard's robes with a towel draped over his shoulder. Harriet had he wet-suit on. This was normal swim wear for muggles of this era. The sun's rays were just too deadly for bare skin. But ever since she had leaned the sunscreen charm in 1st year, Harriet had stopped wearing the hood of her suit. Scheherazade was wearing a burkini. This was just a variation of wet-suit in the style of a burka, but it was less form-fitting than Harriet's.
When they got down to the lake, they spread out their towels and Mike began stripping off his clothes. Pureblood children were raised to swim in the nude. There were several naked children of various ages already frolicking in the water of the lake. Some muggle-born children, like Harriet, never did adopt the pure-blood custom of skinny dipping, but most copied the older children and stopped wearing wet-suits by 2nd year. Holding hands, the three of them waded into the water. They swam around for a awhile, then settled into a group hug. As one, they learned forward for a three-way kiss. Their mouths pressed together, they played with each other's tongues. When they stopped for air. Mike asked:
"Why do you two wear those things? Most of the other kids go without."
"Well, I did see on the web the kind of suits women wore a century ago," said Harriet, as she pulled her wand from behind her ear and waved it to transfigure her wet-suit into a one piece bathing suit that left her back mostly bare.
"Ooo yes, I think I saw that site," said Scheherazade, as she pulled out her wand and transformed her burkini into a bikini. "Burkini . .. bikini!"
Seeing the reaction in Mike's eyes, Harriet made her suit even smaller than her rival's. "String bikini!"
"Thong bikini!" cried Scheherazade as she made an even smaller suit.
"Birthday suit!" retorted Harriet as she banished the last of her suit.
Scheherazade copied her.
"Well, well," said Mike. "I'm glad you two have decided to swim like normal witches."
"Oh!" squealed Scheherazade as she felt Mike goose her.
Harriet responded by grabbing him and massaging him to stiffness.
"Care full there. Don't wake him up unless you want to use it," groaned Mike.
"You'll just have to wait till tonight, when I blow you on the Astronomy Tower," whispered Harriet, as she felt him get even stiffer.
"Well, I want to be next," declared Scheherazade. "So come see me after you're finished with him."
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O.W.L.s were tough, but they survived. Harriet was surprised at how much better she was at Charms without Professor Steadfast, breathing down her neck.
July 31, 2096
On her birthday, Harriet was expecting another phoenix delivered book from the mysterious Ravi. Instead, a boy about her age apparated in front of her. He appeared to be of Asian extraction. He wore a blue wizard's robe.
Harriet leaped for her wand and pointed it at him.
"It is I, Ravi . . .Your Husband."
And somehow, in her heart of hearts, she knew it was true.
When she lowered her guard, he grabbed her and apparated away.
Chapter 13: O.W.L.s
On the day Harriet turned 15, once again, a phoenix appeared with a book for her from the Mysterious Ravi. This time, the book was called: Secrets of the Mind: Legilimency for fun and profit.
(Who could this Ravi be?) wondered Harriet. Looking through the rest of her birthday mail there was a card, each, from Mike, April, and Dietre. She'd seen Mike a few times over the summer. She couldn't understand what the special bond between them was or why her research into it had failed. Each night, they had felt each other jack/jill off. Harriet was thankful that he hadn't seen any of his boff-buddies over the summer.
Her Hogwarts letter was unusually heavy. There was a lump in it. She opened is and pulled out a prefect badge! Then she heard, what sounded like the death squeal of a rabbit.
Slam!
Her door burst open!
"Paul! Knock first! I'm still in my nightgown!" scolded Harriet.
"I'm a Prefect! I'm a Prefect!" squealed her stepbrother, as he danced a jig, holding his prefect badge aloft.
"Me too!" bragged Harriet as she showed him her badge. They jumped in each other's arms and hugged tightly with joy. "Now let me get dressed and we'll make a celebratory breakfast.
September 1, 2095
By the time school arrived, Harriet knew that Mike and Dietre were also prefects. After she boarded the train, she went to the Prefects Carriage. When she and Paul got there, there were several older students present, but they were the only ones from 5th year. She shrugged out of her burka and pulled her school robe over her clothes. The next to arrive, was Isabelle Evans from Hufflepuff. She was followed by Mike Malfoy from Slytherin, Dietre Skeeter from Ravenclaw, Red Foley from Hufflepuff, 'lexa Lockhart from Syltherin, and a Gyrfindor girl who didn't take of her burka after she arrived. Harriet knew who this must be. Although there were several muslims attending Hogwarts, only one girl never took off her burka in mixed company, Scheherazade Al Saud.
Once the train embarked on it's journey, the Head Boy and Girl introduced themselves and gave them their instructions, They began patrolling the train. Harriet noticed that Mike seemed to be trying to mix campaigning with patrolling. When she and Dietre found April alone in a compartment, they stopped by for a visit.
"Hi Sweetie!" said Dietre as he greeted his girlfriend with a kiss.
"Look, April, I'm sorry you didn't get to be Prefect," apologized Harriet.
"Oh, don't worry about it. You deserve it!" complimented April. "Is Red still not speaking to you?"
"Yeah," confirmed Harriet. "I really miss my friend. He's a Hufflepuff Prefect, you know."
"No, I didn't know that," replied April. "Good for him!"
"Yeah, so are you two going to help me with my little research project again, this year?" asked Harriet.
"Sure," said Dietre. "Hey, do you think the Devas could be exerting some kind of control over you? Forcing you two together?"
"No I don't think that's it and even if it were, there'd be no way to prove it," replied Harriet.
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
After the sorting and dinner, it was a great thrill for Harriet and Dietre to lead the first years to Ravenclaw Tower and give them their House orientation. This was followed by patrolling the corridors before bed. Each night she was paired with a different Prefect. The nights with Red were tense and uncomfortable. When she patrolled with Mike, they more often than not, ended up snogging the whole evening.
October 31, 2095
Harriet was spending the afternoon studying with her friends April and Dietre. They had become distracted from their revising and were looking for some clue about the bond between Harriet and Mike.
"Oh! I think I found it!" whispered April. "Listen to this: The last recorded instance of a Soul Bond was Ralph and Eleanor of Sanford. Reportedly, they were able to feel each other's sensations and even hear each other's thoughts. Ralph died on April 13, 1637 and his wife killed herself the next day."
"Oh, that's so romantic!" said Harriet. "She couldn't bear to live with out him!"
"So, you think Harriet's bond to Mike is a soul bond?" asked Dietre.
Suddenly Harriet jumped up and ran from the library. She had just felt Mike kiss someone! Over the past year, they had come to an unspoken understanding. He was allowed to shag his boff-buddies late at night, but the rest of the day was for them. He had broken that agreement. Worse, Harriet wasn't just feeling his sensations as he snogged the girl, she was also feeling what the other girl was feeling. This wasn't just any girl. This was a threat to her newly discovered Soul Bond with Mike. The sensations drew Harriet, like a moth to flame. When Mike's hands started wandering to the girl's breasts, Harriet unconsciously stroked her own. She could feel Mike lifting the hem of her robe as she rounded the corner and found what she was looking for . . . the infamous broom closet. When Mike's tongue touched the girls love button, Harriet's legs gave way. She moaned in ecstasy as she heard the other girl in the closet do the same. Not caring who saw her, Harriet pulled up the hem of her robe and began jilling-off. When the other girl reached her climax, the sensation pushed Harriet and Mike over the edge too!
After she's calmed down, Harriet stood up and began pacing. (How dare that other girl horn in on my Soul Bond with Mike. On the other hand, I could feel what she was. Maybe I'm soul bound to her too. It can't be a Soul Bond! If it were, I should be able to hear what one of both of them are thinking. Can there be a Soul Bond with more than two people? How can three people share as close a bond as Two? What's wrong with me?!)
When the door opened, Harriet was shocked by the identity of the other girl. There was only one girl who wore a burka to school: Scheherazade Al Saud!
"It's you!" exclaimed Harriet.
"Harriet, I didn't know you were out there!" said Mike. "I'm really sorry! I don't know what came over me! I couldn't help myself!"
"I need to speak with her alone," said Harriet, as she took Scheherazade by the hand and pulled her back into the closet.
"Many apologies, Harriet, I don't know what came over me," explained Scheherazade.
"Shut up, and kiss me!" growled Harriet and the pulled aside Scheherazade's veil and planted he lips on the girl's. Instantly, she felt the same, deep, connection that she did with Mike. The tongues eagerly reached out for each other.
"Hey! Are you two kissing in there?" called Mike as he pounded on the door.
"Go away Mike, it's my turn with her now!" called back Harriet.
Tentatively, Scheherazade put a hand on Harriet's breast and started kneading. Harriet returned the favor and when she felt the nipples stand up, the pinched them lightly through the robe. Suddenly, Scheherazade broke off the kiss and knelt at Harriet's feet. Harriet groaned in anticipation when the girl began pulling up the hem of her robe, kissing the inside of her legs, as she ascended. Harriet grabbed the hem of her robe and held it as Scheherazade pulled down her panties so she could orally please Harriet. Harriet gasped as the tongue touched her! She stroked Scheherazade's head as she moaned with pleasure. It continued to build and build until all three of them let out a finally groan of release!
As they got dressed, Harriet observed: "I must say I'm surprised. I had no idea you were such a wild woman! So what do we do now?"
"I propose that we share him," replied Scheherazade. "Such things are common in my family. Besides, I think I'm going to want as much time with you as with him, anyway."
"Uh, huh. So how long have you known you like girls?" asked Harriet.
"Uh, you were my first," admitted Scheherazade. "I had never considered the possibility before."
"I've done a little fooling around, but you'll be my first girlfriend," observed Harriet, as she kissed Scheherazade. "Come on, let's tell Mike."
When they opened the door, Mike was waiting for them.
"Are you breaking up with me?" asked Mike.
"As temping as that might be, I don't believe we have any choice in the manner," replied Harriet as she observed Mike's crestfallen expression. "You're just going to have to get used to having two girlfriends.
At that, Mike pulled them both into a group hug and kissed them both.
"Excellent!" exclaimed Mike.
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As time passed and they learned more, they came to discount the Soul Bond theory. After all, only two people can form a Soul Bond and if they were Soul Bound, they should be able to hear each other's thoughts.
Over the past two years, Harriet had been studying Occlumency. She was beginning to wonder if it even did anything, as she had never had the opportunity to block someone's probe. After several months of study of Legilimency, she now fell confident enough to give it a try. She was sitting at the Ravenclaw in the Great Hall at lunch. Looking around the room, she caught Red's eyes at the Hufflepuff table. He was looking at her intently with a sad look on his face. Harriet pointed her wand at him under the table and whispered:
"Legilimens!"
Her mind was flooded with images of her kissing him from his point of view. The images were permeated with a deep sense of sadness.
"I did it!" exclaimed Harriet, in triumph after the images ended.
"Did what?" asked April.
"Never mind, I'll tell you later," replied Harriet.
Over the next few weeks, she tried Legilimency on several people with much success, until she tried it on Mike. His mind was closed to her. But he did look at her with a grin and wink. In Harriet's mind, this was further evidence against the Soul Bond theory.
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"Come in, Miss Powell. Have a seat," commanded Professor Paracelsus as Harriet entered his office. "We're here to discuss your career options. Have you given it any thought?"
"Well sir, if I'd been a muggle a century ago, I would have liked to have been an Astrophysicist," said Harriet. "Is there a Wizarding equivalent?"
"I'm afraid not," replied Professor Paracelsus. "Since the 17th century, most of the advances in Astronomy have been made by muggles. Still, you could aspire to teach at a wizarding school. Your Muggleborn background would actually be a bonus, as you would be more in tune with the latest knowledge. You would need to get O's in both Astronomy and Arithmancy."
"I don't think that will be a problem, I'm top of my class in both," replied Harriet.
""Of course, if you were to marry a pure-blood wizard it would enhance your chances of securing a position," observed Professor Paracelsus. "You would, of course, have to wait until after you childbearing years were over before pursuing a career."
"That's so unfair!" exclaimed Harriet.
"It may be unfair, but it's just the way the world works," admonished Professor Paracelsus. "I've noticed that you and Mister Malfoy are quite close. Perhaps he might be a marriage prospect?"
"I think so," mused Harriet.
"There is something else we need to discuss," said Professor Paracelsus, leaning in closer. "For more than a century, there has been a disturbing pattern with muggle-born witches. After O.W.L.s, the best and the brightest of them will make a big leap in their magical power and knowledge. These girls do so well on their N.E.W.T.s that they have to be excluded from the curve or everyone else would fail. Then, after graduation, they disappear, and are never heard from again. I think there is a good chance that such a fate will befall you. I urge you, if anything odd happens to you over the next year, report it to me. We'll do everything we can to help you before you disappear."
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May 1, 2096
As the year progressed, Harriet and Scheherazade had become quite competitive for Mike's affections. Not only with each other, but also with his boff-buddies that he used late at night, especially after a date with one of them.
Today the three of them had a swim date. When they met at the front entrance, Mike was dressed in his everyday wizard's robes with a towel draped over his shoulder. Harriet had he wet-suit on. This was normal swim wear for muggles of this era. The sun's rays were just too deadly for bare skin. But ever since she had leaned the sunscreen charm in 1st year, Harriet had stopped wearing the hood of her suit. Scheherazade was wearing a burkini. This was just a variation of wet-suit in the style of a burka, but it was less form-fitting than Harriet's.
When they got down to the lake, they spread out their towels and Mike began stripping off his clothes. Pureblood children were raised to swim in the nude. There were several naked children of various ages already frolicking in the water of the lake. Some muggle-born children, like Harriet, never did adopt the pure-blood custom of skinny dipping, but most copied the older children and stopped wearing wet-suits by 2nd year. Holding hands, the three of them waded into the water. They swam around for a awhile, then settled into a group hug. As one, they learned forward for a three-way kiss. Their mouths pressed together, they played with each other's tongues. When they stopped for air. Mike asked:
"Why do you two wear those things? Most of the other kids go without."
"Well, I did see on the web the kind of suits women wore a century ago," said Harriet, as she pulled her wand from behind her ear and waved it to transfigure her wet-suit into a one piece bathing suit that left her back mostly bare.
"Ooo yes, I think I saw that site," said Scheherazade, as she pulled out her wand and transformed her burkini into a bikini. "Burkini . .. bikini!"
Seeing the reaction in Mike's eyes, Harriet made her suit even smaller than her rival's. "String bikini!"
"Thong bikini!" cried Scheherazade as she made an even smaller suit.
"Birthday suit!" retorted Harriet as she banished the last of her suit.
Scheherazade copied her.
"Well, well," said Mike. "I'm glad you two have decided to swim like normal witches."
"Oh!" squealed Scheherazade as she felt Mike goose her.
Harriet responded by grabbing him and massaging him to stiffness.
"Care full there. Don't wake him up unless you want to use it," groaned Mike.
"You'll just have to wait till tonight, when I blow you on the Astronomy Tower," whispered Harriet, as she felt him get even stiffer.
"Well, I want to be next," declared Scheherazade. "So come see me after you're finished with him."
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O.W.L.s were tough, but they survived. Harriet was surprised at how much better she was at Charms without Professor Steadfast, breathing down her neck.
July 31, 2096
On her birthday, Harriet was expecting another phoenix delivered book from the mysterious Ravi. Instead, a boy about her age apparated in front of her. He appeared to be of Asian extraction. He wore a blue wizard's robe.
Harriet leaped for her wand and pointed it at him.
"It is I, Ravi . . .Your Husband."
And somehow, in her heart of hearts, she knew it was true.
When she lowered her guard, he grabbed her and apparated away.
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