Beware The Billowy Cape of Doom

BEWARE THE BILLOWY CAPE OF DOOM-Chapter 10- Masquerade
The next few days were filled with tension and anticipation for the night of the ball to arrive. The Easter holidays would begin the day after the ball, so everyone in years 5 to 7 who were attending the ball, much to the disappointment of the lower years, could not wait to see what was in store for them. On the day of the ball, lessons were cut short for the older students and the cast. Soon the finally preparations were being made to the Great Hall and to the cast. Make-up and hair had been done and the Fattening Charm cast upon MacNair, who paced around showing off once it had settled and he had gotten use to the extra weight. Everyone was in fits of laughter, which lightened the mood somewhat. Very soon they were all waiting in the wings of the stage that had been magicked up that afternoon, all of them now stood in their Masquerade costumes. There were some nerves but they were soon forgotten as the first notes were played and Sirius and James, along with two of the backing dancers were the first to set foot on to the stage. The audience laughed and sighed at all of the right moments. They all gasped as the scene ended as Severus revealed his-self as the Red skulled Devil. The reaction was just what Severus needed and smiled devilishly behind his mask, glad that was over for the time being once the curtain had closed.
The rest of the night was spent dancing, eating the sumptuous buffet and drinking the punch, with no alcohol (well, it was before the Marauders got to it!). Krystall was so content when dancing with Remus that she never wanted the night to end. She did dance with Lily, James, Kiki and Sirius when the faster songs were played. After dancing exuberantly for three songs, she ignored the pleas of her friends and went to sit down to get her breath back and to rest her now tired feet. She sat happily watching her friends dancing away, glad of the little time out. She was also glad that the whole musical thing could be but to the back of her mind for a short while during the holidays. An announcement that there would be only two more dances before the ball was brought to a close. Sirius and Kiki has already disappeared somewhere, Lily and James were locked at the lips, not coming up for air anytime soon and Remus was no where to be seen. Krystall could see Severus make his way to her, a determined look on his face.
“May I have this dance?,” he said softly, bowing before her and holding out his hand. Knowing that Remus was nowhere around, she rose from her seat, curtsied to Severus before taking his hand for him to lead her on to the dance floor. The dance was slow and sensual, which made Krystall flush from the roots of her hair right down to her toes. They held a respectful distance between them but Severus could not hide his glee and could feel the heat coming from the body of the girl in his arms. Once the dance was over, he bowed over her hand, turned and left the Hall, leaving Krystall stood in the middle of the dance floor wondering what was wrong with her strange friend. Remus had watched the dance and now sneaked up behind her and could not resist the urge to kiss her naked neck. She turned to face him, as she did the first cords of the final songs were heard. Remus wrapped his arms around her waist and danced Krystall to the edge of the floor.
“Let’s get out of here,” he whispered in her ear as he held her close, feeling her every curve in the dress she was wearing.
“Follow me,” she whispered back, adding a nibble to his lobe whilst taking his hand and pulled him out of the Great Hall and into the darkness of the castle grounds. She had started to head in the direction of the greenhouses but was pulled by Remus in the opposite direction and to the Whomping Willow.
“Wait here,” he said before kissing her and then disappearing through the flailing branches. After two minutes the branches stopped moving and a hand appeared from the mass. Krystall took it and followed Remus to beneath the trunk and through a passageway. They walked at a crouch for around 10 minutes before entering a dusty hallway. There was broken furniture everywhere, but Krystall didn’t see it. She only saw Remus, who was leading her up the rickety stairs to a bedroom that had also seen better days. It looked as if fresh bed linen had been put onto the bed, which Remus sat on, watching Krystall take in her new surroundings.
“So how many girls have been here then?,” she asked, teasing him. He had told her that the Shirking Shack was for his use when it was full moon whilst he was at school.
“None. You’re the first and only Krys,” he said, patting the fabric of the bedcover next to him. Krystall walked over slowly, noting the bulge in the pantaloons Remus was wearing. She smiled knowing that she was causing such a reaction. She sat down next to him on the bed and turned to him.
“I’m ready,” she whispered simply. Remus’ face glowed as he grinned before turning to face her.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to push you.” He would have said more if it wasn’t for Krystall kissing him, clinging on before she changed her mind. He pushed her back gently, tasting every part of her skin that was exposed. He worked on the fastenings of her dress, making her stand again so it could drop to the floor and pool around her feet. She was wearing a lacy Basque and French knickers. Attached to the Basque were stockings, a delicate skin colour held in place by suspenders and on one leg was a snowy white garter. Remus grew hotter and more aroused at the sight in front of him as Krystall unpinned what hair of hers had been put up, allowing it to fall freely, artfully framing her face. She moved back towards him, hands out ready to help him undress too. Her hands worked fast at undoing the knot in his cravat and only fumbled once on the buttons of his shirt. Once he was down to just his boxers he pulled her back onto the bed and showered her once again with kisses, skilfully taking her Basque off but leaving her stockings and knickers on. He captured one of the now free breasts in his mouth and teased the taughtening nipple making Krystall moan with desire and pleasure. She grabbed his head and pulled it closer to her whilst he moved his kisses down her stomach, one of his hands snaking its was to her crotch. He gently moved his deft fingers over her sex through he material of her underwear, pleased that he was making her writhe under his manipulations.
“Oh, please Remus, please,” she cried, lifting her hips up to his hand. He slipped his fingers underneath the fabric and slowly entered her slit with just one finger. He moved it in and out at a steady pace, wishing it was his member or tongue. Her fingernails dug into his shoulder, making him want her more. He sped up his fingers and entered another finger into her. With his other hand he pulled her knickers down to her ankles and let then fall off on to the floor.
“Open your legs for me darling,” he said huskily, passion in his voice. She obeyed. He lowered his head and began slowly to lick her inside and out, making her moans louder and shout his name. She moved beneath him and before he could stop her, he felt her tongue run down the length of his largened and swollen appendage. He gasped at the feeling and at her eagerness to pleasure him too. She was shy to begin with but soon grew more adventurous with every tongue stroke. Before they got too carried away, Remus sat her up and made her face him.
“Krys, I know you’re very likely to be…… well….,” he stuttered.
“I am, but I want this Remus. I want you to be my first,” she said, her eyes pleading and her chest heaving with tension and wanting.
“Ok, it may hurt a little at first but it will pass,” he explained as she lowered herself down on to her back, ready for him. She just nodded and reached out for him. He went to her and lay his-self between her parted legs. He took his-self so he was pressing against her, looking into her eyes, accepting her nod that she gave him. Slowly he pushed in and began to hasten his pace. The deeper and faster he went the more and more Krystall cried out in ecstasy. Only once did she cry out in pain, but Remus slowed down and waited until she was ready to go again. He knew when that was because she pushed herself up against him, arching up to take his love in her depths. Very soon they were very hot and sweaty, both on the very edge of fulfilment when Remus could not hold on much longer. As he went faster and harder it made her tip over that edge and he felt her tense around him inside her. He wanted to put his seed into her but could not do it, so he withdrew and finished off his-self whilst suckling in her breasts. They lay in each others arms for some time before they moved to get re-dressed and made their way back to the castle. Remus stopped Krystall once they were out of the tunnel and clear of the Whomping Willow, pulled her into a crushing and passion filled kiss. He could feel his-self grow again and he also knew Krystall felt just the same.
“I’m going home in the morning Krys.”
“I know. I’ll miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too, my love. I’ll write to you.”
“And I to you.”
They walked back to the castle in silence, an arm wrapped round each other’s waist.