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Hogwarts
OverExposed - Salazar's Return

�In a few months,
advertisements will begin appearing announcing the opening of Fantastic Island
as the premier vacation destination for wizard families. It is expected to
overnight become the magical world�s equivalent to Disney World.� Rishard
paused briefly for effect and to let everyone take in this information.

�Due to a highly placed connection, we have been granted the opportunity to
take part in a sneak peek at what the island will offer vacationers.�

The students burst into thrilled applause, followed by excited discussion.
Harry and Hermione simply stared uneasily at each other. They shared a horribly
sickening feeling in their stomachs.

Chapter Twenty One

Intimate Contact

Monday, February 20, 2006

Kim shrieked, her face suddenly glowing red as she crossed the threshold into
the Slytherin common room. Plainly, Denise and Janice had arisen early and
decided the room needed redecorating. Life-sized graphic nude posters of Kim
now adorned every previously empty expanse of wall space in the large room.

�Why?� Kim cried, shaking her head in dismay as tears pooled in her eyes. �What
have I ever done to make them hate me this much?�

�You became my best friend,� Emily answered sadly, cradling Kim in her arms.
�Pull yourself together and I�ll help you take them down.�

At that moment, Tyler entered the room carrying a ladder. When he saw the
girls, he paused and gave them both an apologetic look. �I was hopeful that I�d
get these removed before you got to glimpse them,� he said dolefully, primarily
addressing Kim.

Kim soulfully nodded her appreciation of his intentions.

�Let me help you,� Emily said, tossing her robes, out-of-the-way on a nearby
chair. �I�ll do the climbing if you�ll hold the ladder steady for me.�

�Are you sure you wouldn�t rather have me climb the ladder?� Tyler asked
uncertainly, studying Emily�s diminutive skirt. �You�re not exactly dressed
suitably for ladder climbing.�

�I�m dressed just fine as long as a gentleman, such as you, is steadying the
ladder,� she responded with a laugh. Then she gave Tyler a light kiss on the
cheek. �Besides, even if you�re a bad boy and peek, you know it�s no huge deal
with me.�

Kim shook her head in bewilderment. �You think I�m over reacting to the
pictures, don�t you?� she snapped. �You�re so comfortable with your body that I
imagine you wouldn�t even bother removing the posters if they were of you.�

�That�s not true,� Emily responded defensively, as she neared the top rung of
the ladder and stretched precariously to grasp one of the poster size pictures.
�These pictures are most certainly offensive. Besides, you and I are different
individuals with dissimilar mind-sets. I�d never think to impose my values on
you.�

�I�m sorry,� Kim whimpered apologetically. �My flare-up was totally
unjustified. It�s just that�. Damn it! Denise got away with stripping you naked
at the Yule Ball and butchering you. Now she�s making my life miserable by
hanging these explicit pictures everywhere. Whatever happened to old-fashioned
paybacks and good conquering evil?�

�Mum and Dad tell me that good still always ultimately triumphs over evil; it
just sometimes takes an awfully long time,� Emily declared.

�Maybe it�s selfish of me, but in Denise�s case I could sure go for some
instant gratification,� Kim announced. �Don�t you agree, Tyler? Tyler?�

Tyler surely agreed, but at the moment was too busy delighting in what he
considered a truly spectacular view to coherently respond.

* * * * * *

�Hermione, please be reasonable,� Harry implored. �The third task is months
away. There is no reason we must make a decision tonight.�

�No, there certainly isn�t,� Hermione agreed. �If you�d rather, we can spend
the next four months quarrelling about it. Meanwhile you can sleep on the
chesterfield.�

�You�re not serious,� Harry said with a laugh, but then he took a good look at
Hermione�s somber face and realized that she definitely was not joking.

�I most certainly am,� Hermione retorted. �If Fantastic Island is as safe and
sound as Simone claims, then there is no reason I shouldn�t go along with you
on the trip. I�d like to see all the rare magical beasts. Besides, you�ll need
a female chaperone for the girls.�

�But what about Ben and Emily?� Harry asked concernedly.

�What about them?� Hermione inquired. �Emily will sleep in the Slytherin dorm
like she always does. As for Ben, Ginny and Sam will without doubt battle over
who gets to take care of him.�

�But do you think it�s a prudent idea for us to travel that far away from
Hogwarts together,� Harry argued. �Who would take care of the kids if something
unanticipated happened to both of us? I�d feel much better knowing you were
safe here at home.�

�Ah! Ha! You�re not convinced that Fantastic Island is as safe as they allege,�
Hermione asserted triumphantly.

�No, I�m not,� Harry admitted reluctantly. �The blending of ancient wizard
spells and wards with Muggle technology is until now uncharted territory. I
know that computers are capable of doing incredible stuff, but�� Harry paused.

�But what if the technology isn�t up to snuff and the electrically enhanced
enchantments for some reason fail?� Hermione cut in. �Do they have enough
trained wizards on hand to control all the beasts? Never yet has a Nundu been
subdued by fewer than a hundred skilled wizards working together.�

�I know,� admitted Harry half-heartedly. �I�m sure the financiers of Fantastic
Island have taken every reasonable precaution to insure visitor safety, but
some beasts should simply be steered clear of.�

�Surely they aren�t using any of the more dangerous beasts in the final task.
Why have the challenge even take place there?� Hermione inquired.

�Publicity,� Harry answered simply. �The whole wizard world will be tuned into
the final task. Using Fantastic Island as a background for the competition will
give the new resort millions of Galleons of free media hype.�

�Hermione, I�m sure every conceivable safeguard has been taken,� Harry again maintained.

�All but one,� Hermione said stubbornly. �Harry, ever since we were eleven,
I�ve always been beside you giving support. I�ve no intention of stopping now
simply because we�re married with children.�

�Your love and support has at all times been my greatest strength,� Harry
admitted, and then he looked at Hermione with pleading puppy dog eyes. �Will
you really make me sleep on the chesterfield if I refuse to say you can go with
me?�

�No,� answered Hermione dejectedly. �I couldn�t sleep without you lying next to
me. Harry, we�re not just a run-of-the-mill married couple, we�re a team. If
there is even the slightest chance of you and the students being in danger, I
want to be there.�

Harry studied Hermione�s resolute face. �I was just being over protective,� he
admitted. �I love you so much. I feel in the wrong whenever I place you in
danger.� Harry paused and studied the floor. �Truth is, I want you with me. I
need you with me. Without you, I�m only half a wizard. I only feel strong and
whole with you by my side.�

�I love you Harry,� Hermione said, heaving a deep sigh as tears dampened her
eyes. �Let�s go to bed so that I can properly show you just how very much I
adore you.�

* * * * * *

�Have you discussed this at all with the Headmaster?� Draco asked concernedly.

�Certainly! You don�t think for a minute that I�d embark on such a
ground-breaking venture without his approval?� Ginny asked.

�And he actually agreed to it?� Draco asked disbelievingly.

�Not at first,� Ginny admitted. �He agreed with the general concept, but was
concerned with just how I intended to put into action my plan. I think that
initially he thought I anticipated having actual students volunteer to model
for the class.�

�I think you�d be hard pressed to find many students willing to disrobe in
front of their peers,� Draco said. �I expect that even the Potter girls, as
uninhibited as they are, would balk at the idea of their classmates examining
and touching them intimately.�

�I�m not sure,� Ginny said undecidedly. �I frankly don�t think they�d have an
issue with it. But indubitably, Harry and Hermione wouldn�t consent to them
being fondled and probed. Plus, this isn�t being done solely for the benefit of
the boys. I want the girls to have the same opportunity for education and I
sincerely doubt any of the male students would volunteer.�

�I think it was wise to discard the idea of live models from the student body
ranks,� Draco declared. �What made you think of Polyjuice?�

�Actually, it was something you did,� Ginny acknowledged. �I had discussed my
plans with Hermione and as much as she agreed with the concept of the students
becoming more familiar with the bodies of the opposite sex, she was strongly
opposed to the boys actually touching a female classmate or visa versa. Then
she remembered what you had Crabbe and Goyle do during your sixth year.�

Draco looked at Ginny questioningly, an innocent, childlike expression on his
face.

�Draco, don�t act all na�ve,� she reprimanded. �Harry knew that you were using
the Room of Requirement during your sixth year; he just didn�t know what
exactly you were doing in there. He had also figured out that the young girls
standing guard for you weren�t really girls, but rather Crabbe and Goyle using
Polyjuice Potion that you had stolen from Professor Slughorn.�

�I had a bad habit, back then, of underestimating Potter,� Malfoy answered
testily.

�How did you ever convince Crabbe and Goyle to be of assistance to you?� Ginny
inquired.

�That was easy,� Draco said with a smirk. �You forget who I was working for at
the time. Those two dunderheads would have jumped off the Astronomy Tower if I
had ordered.�

Ginny nodded her head in concurrence. �Did they comment on how it felt to be a
girl?� Ginny questioned and then she gave Draco a shy look. �Did you check them
out?�

�Did I check them out?� Draco barked, seemingly affronted. �It was Crabbe and
Goyle. I�m not a bloody poof. Do you really think I�d ever want to see those
two blokes naked?�

�Well, they didn�t look like themselves,� Ginny said defensively. They looked
like two little first year girls.�

�Exactly,� Draco retorted with a huff. �I was seventeen at the time and
shagging Pansy Parkinson whenever I desired. Why would I want to inspect two
guys that were for the short term flat-chested little girls?�

�Didn�t you even ask them what it felt like to be a girl?� Ginny asked.

�I didn�t push the issue,� Draco admitted. �They weren�t exactly happy with me.
Not that I totally blamed them. It must have been creepy, suddenly being a girl
and your willy gone.�

�I think I�d enjoy being a boy, if for no other reason than to have a trouser
snake,� Ginny confided, blushing deeply. �It must be nice not to need to semi
strip and sit on the loo every time you need to piddle.�

Draco shuddered. �If it�s all the same to you, I�d prefer that you stick with
your original issue equipment. Just the thought of you with a willy gives me
the shivers. Exactly when do you propose to conduct this experimentation?�
Draco asked, trying desperately to erase the picture that was dwelling in his
mind. �You�re going to need a fairly large quantity of potion and my on hand
supplies of powdered horn of a bicorn and shredded skin of a boomslang are
nearly depleted. I�ll need to order additional stores. Then, since the fluxwood
has got to be picked at the full moon and the lacewings have got to be stewed
for twenty-one days�I�d say that the earliest I could have the potion ready
would be in about a month.�

�That will be fine,� Ginny said excitedly. �I still need to make arrangements
to get bits of the boy and girl my students will be changing into.�

�You�re not just going to have the students supply strands of hair?� Draco
asked.

�No! That was one on the Headmaster�s foremost concerns,� Ginny elucidated. �He
doesn�t want anyone changing into someone they know.�

Draco nodded his head in understanding. �I can appreciate how that could be
somewhat awkward.�

�Sandy, my roommate from college, has a brother and sister, fraternal twins,
that are fourteen. I�m going to have her send me some of their hairs.�

How will you explain why you want their hair?� Draco asked.

Ginny hung her head guiltily. �She knows about me and what I am,� she confessed
shyly. �You can�t live with a person for four years without accidents taking
place. It just got to the point that I couldn�t lie to her anymore.�

�Aren�t you frightened that she�ll tell someone?� Draco asked concernedly.

�I was at first, but I trust Sandy,� Ginny said confidently. �Besides, who
would believe her? Anyway, she�s cool and so are her siblings. The important
thing is that none of my students will ever get together with them, so the
embarrassment aspect is no issue.�

�When are you going to tell the students?�

�I think I�ll wait until the potion is ready,� Ginny answered. �I don�t want to
get them excited and then have something go astray.�

* * * * * *

Saturday, April 1, 2006

Evan looked up from his copy of The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1)
and stared longingly at the attractive, young, nude, blonde witch sitting
across the common room table from him. �Caitlin, have your feelings toward me
changed?� Evan asked glumly.

Caitlin was caught off guard, but not wholly surprised by Evan�s question.

�What do you mean? she asked, acting puzzled.

�Did I do something wrong? Are you angry with me?� he asked nervously.

�Of course not, silly,� she said hurriedly getting to her feet and rushing to
his side. Caitlin leaned down and kissed Evan�s cheek. �You can�t envision how
much you mean to me.�

�Then why are you afraid to be alone with me?� he asked dejectedly.

�I�m not afraid to be with you,� Caitlin laughed nervously. �What makes you say
such a ridiculous thing?�

�Because it�s true,� Evan insisted. �Remember the night you invited me up to
your dorm room and you allowed me to scratch your back?�

�Yeah,� Caitlin answered dreamily. �That was nice.�

�Then why haven�t we done it since?� Evan asked. �That was over a month ago. We
haven�t been anyplace alone since then?�

�Evan, I�m sorry,� Caitlin said, sobbing as she gave into her true feelings. �I
am afraid.�

�Afraid, afraid to be alone with me?� he questioned.

Caitlin covered her face with her hand and rubbed it roughly. �Evan, we have to
talk,� she said, jumping to her feet and grabbing her robes off a nearby chair.
�Will you come with me? We can�t talk here.�

Caitlin scurried towards the portrait hole, not even waiting for Evan�s reply.
She had climbed through the hole and was out in the hall, not realizing she
hadn�t securely closed her robes, before Evan caught up to her.

�Where are we going?� Evan asked nervously.

�Somewhere that we can�t be disturbed,� Caitlin announced as she hurried down
the hall. �I can�t put this off any longer.�

Evan rushed to keep up with Caitlin despite a sickening wrench in his stomach. He
just knew that she was going to break up with him.

They hurried down stairs, through halls, and finally up stairs again. Evan was
so confused that he no longer had any idea what part of the castle they were
in.

Caitlin finally stopped at a stretch of blank wall and started concentrating.
Evan didn�t question her; he was too worried about what was about to happen. As
Caitlin walked back and forth, Evan stared blankly at the picture of a
moth-eaten troll relentless clubbing a wizard.

It was only when Caitlin finally stopped pacing that Evan recovered from his
stupor. He looked at the wall, shook his head, blinked his eyes and then stared
at a highly polished door, a door that had not previously existed.

�The Room of Requirement,� Caitlin said, offering no further explanation as she
reached out, seized the brass handle, pulled open the door and led the way into
the room.

The students had barely crossed the threshold when they both froze; Evan
surprised, Caitlin horrified.

I� I didn�t ask� ask for this,� Caitlin stuttered. �The Room of Requirements
only appears when needed and when it does it is equipment for the seeker�s
needs. Evan, I wanted a place where we could be alone and talk in private. I
didn�t ask for this. Please! Please believe me.�

They had entered a sumptuously decorated bedroom, but a bedroom unlike any
either student had ever seen before. Most certainly there was a bed, a huge
appealing bed adorned with hundreds of pillows, but there was also a gigantic
bath sunk in the middle of the floor. About a hundred golden taps stood all
around the pool�s edges, each with a different jewel set into its handle. Aside
of the pool size bath hung two large fluffy towels each embroidered with a
name, Caitlin, Evan.

�This is quite a room,� Evan marveled fretfully.

�You must think I�m a slag,� Caitlin cried, �bringing you to a room like this.
The room obviously misconstrued my thoughts.�

Evan noticeably gulped. �You were thinking about us going to bed together,� he
gasped. �I thought you were about to break up with me.�

�I wasn�t planning on us going to bed together,� Caitlin sobbed. �But I�m
afraid of it happening. I�m only thirteen; you�re twelve. Do you know what
would happen if we had sex together?�

�I�d probably make a fool of myself,� Evan said, sullenly.

�No you wouldn�t,� Caitlin insisted. �I can�t think of anyone I�d rather have
take my virginity.�

Caitlin�s eyes went wide with shock. Had she actually just said that out loud?
Did she actually want to lose her virginity to Evan or was it just her
overexcited Hyperempath emotions taking over?

�We have to talk,� Caitlin said, shaking her head in disbelief. Seeing no other
place to be seated, Caitlin clutched Evan�s hand and led him toward the bed.
�We�re just sitting, nothing else.� She wondered whether she was forewarning
Evan or herself.

The bed was high and the effort needed to climb onto it caused Caitlin�s robes
to become undone, exposing her legs. Caitlin noticed Evan staring pensively at
the point where her young legs joined and uncharacteristically quickly pulled
her robes shut.

Caitlin reached out and clasped Evan�s hand. It was no larger than her own.
�Evan, as you know I�m a Hyperempath. They tell me that I might possibly be the
strongest ever of my kind.�

Evan stared attentively at Caitlin, a combination of awe, love, lust and
affection in his eyes.

�Not everything about being a Hyperempath is good,� Caitlin continued.
�Although my touch, even my thoughts, can heal, uncontrolled they can also
kill. I need to be constantly on my guard. When Matt and I were dating, I once almost
accidentally killed him.�

Caitlin took a deep breath. �I also feel things more intensely than other
people; much more intensely. Without someone to share the pain I will probably
not survive giving birth to a child. It�s not only pain that is more intense,
but also pleasure. You can�t envisage how intense it feels when we kiss. I�ve
been warned that when the time comes for me to enjoy sex, I�ll probably pass
out from the pleasure.�

�I have a big problem, when it comes to physical contact.� Caitlin sighed.
�When I�m feeling aroused, which happens quite easily, my body takes over and
my mind doesn�t function properly. Normally if a boy tries to go too far,
hopefully a girl will have the common sense to tell him to stop.�

Caitlin stared at Evan pleadingly. �I�m incapable of saying no. That night when
you scratched my back, you could have had your way with me and I never would
have stopped you. Despite the consequences, I wouldn�t have stopped you.�

�What if someone tried to rape you?� Evan asked, concernedly. �Wouldn�t you be
able to fight them off?�

�I�m told that depends entirely on the person and my feelings toward them,�
Caitlin explained. �If I were attacked by a stranger, I�d be able to resist and
fight because there would be no passionate feeling, only hate. If you were to
try to go further than proper, I doubt I�d be able to mount even the least bit
of resistance. Although I�m not sure that would be considered rape because I�d
want to have sex with you.�

�You want to have sex with me?� Evan asked, dumbfounded.

�No! Caitlin said, clutching her face ans shaking her head. �I like you very much, but we�re too young.
Once I reach fifteen, that�s a different situation. I�m likely to jump you,�

Evan blushed copiously. �I�m confused,� Evan said, now shaking his head. �You
said you wanted to have sex with me, then you said no, you didn�t. Which do you
mean?�

�My brain is in currently in control. I know the consequences. As much as I
care for you, I know we have to wait until I�m fifteen. Unfortunately in a
passionate situation my brain won�t be in control.�

�Would it be that awful if we did made love?� Evan asked. �I mean� I�m not even
sure if I know how or whether I can do it correctly, but it sounds great. Some
of the guys in my class claim to have done it and they say it feels terrific.�

�I heard it feels wonderful, too,� Caitlin exclaimed, �but those guys are lying
to you. If they actually had sex with a girl they wouldn�t be at Hogwarts to
brag about it. Hasn�t Professor Weasley discussed the consequences of underage
sex in Anatomy of the Sexes class?�

�Not that I�m aware of,� Evan answered. �I imagine that the biggest concern
would be pregnancy.�

�I think I could handle being pregnant better than being taken from my family,�
Caitlin stated. �The international magical world�s age for consensual sex is
fifteen. Anything prior to that is considered rape. If both parties are under
age, neither is sent to Azkaban, but rather both taken from their now declared
unfit parents and placed in a juvenile detention center until they are fifteen.
The centers aren�t coed, so we wouldn�t even get to see each other. We�d be
stuck there until we were fifteen. You get an education, but nothing that
compares to Hogwarts.

�But how would anyone know?� Evan asked, quite shyly.

�The same way they know when we are born. Our names would all of a sudden
appear in the offenders� log. Within minutes enforcers would be dispatched.
They�d probably arrive while we were still in the act. We�d be immediately
taken into custody, no hugs, no good byes, no collecting of belongings. Our
parents would receive an owl telling them what occurred. There is no trial, no
appeal and no exceptions. Your name appearing in the log proves you were
guilty.�

Evan stared at Caitlin, a stunned expression on his face. Finally, after a time
he spoke. �I can understand why you�re concerned with us being alone.�

Caitlin nodded her head. �It�s not that I don�t care for you,� she said. �It�s
more that I care for you too much.�

�Yeah,� said Evan numbly. For the next few minutes they both sat, neither
talking, just thinking.

�I guess we better head back to the common room,� Caitlin finally said.

Evan bobbed his head in agreement. �This is some room,� he marveled. �Maybe we
can come back here when we reach consensual age.� He looked despondently at the
pool size bath. �That looks like fun.�

�Doesn�t it,� Caitlin said encouragingly. �It�s a shame to let it go to waste.
It�s still early, would you like to get in for a bit?�

�Sounds like a cool idea,� Evan replied, �but I didn�t bring a swim costume.�

�Nor did I,� Caitlin laughed. �But it isn�t really a pool, it�s a bath tub and
I don�t normally wear anything when I take a bath.�

�Neither do I,� Evan agreed naughtily. �Do you think we can trust ourselves?�

Caitlin didn�t answer. Instead she dropped her robes to the floor and jumped
into the neck high water. �Hurry in,� she shouted. �The water is nice and
warm.�

Evan quickly followed suit. Unlike the first time when he had been unclothed in
the Potters� quarters with Caitlin, this time he didn�t feel the least bit
self-conscious. Actually it felt appropriate that they should both be here
together and nude. When Evan got into the pool, he realized that what was neck
high water for Caitlin, just about covered his head. He either had to doggy
paddle or keep bobbing up and down to keep above the water line.

They spent the first few minutes playing with the seemingly endless choice of
taps until the bath water was filled with so many heavily perfumed bubbles of
varying colors and sizes that they could have used them to play hide and seek.

�I love this,� Caitlin exclaimed. �I can�t remember ever feeling so clean,� she
lifted her arm to her nose, �or smelling so good. My skin even feels extra
soft. Here, touch.�

Caitlin held out her arm toward Evan for him to touch, but his eyes seemed
glued to her glistening breasts. A smile covered her face as she studied the
longing look in Evan�s eyes. Then she heard a voice in her head. It was as
clear as if Jamie was standing right next to her.

�Breast, butts, arms, legs; even vaginas and
penises are just body parts. After hundreds of years of brainwashing we have
come to think of some parts of our bodies as special, untouchable. And they
should be untouchable if a person�s intentions are improper. Harry, I doubt
sometimes that you are capable of impure thoughts. You wrestle and tickle
Caitlin and Emily all the time. There isn�t a place on their bodies that at one
time or another you haven�t come into contact with, but it wasn�t perverted or
dirty. It was in the course of natural fun.

�Harry, I may have these things hanging on my chest, but I�m still a little girl
at heart and want to be a part of the family fun. I�m not going to react any
different when we�re horsing around if you grab my wrist or my breast because I
know it�s not done in a tainted way.�

Evan�s intentions might not be
totally naive, but they also most certainly weren�t perverted. She had touched
his bare chest, what was it that made her chest so extraordinary that it should
be off limits to him? Nothing, absolutely nothing at all, breasts, butts, even
vaginas and penises are after all just body parts.

�Evan, do you remember when I told you that you should always picture me
wearing a bathing costume and that it was permissible for you to touch any part
of me not covered by the costume?�

Evan nodded his head disappointedly.

Caitlin took a deep breath. �I�m no longer wearing that bathing costume. You
can touch any part of me that you wish. I trust you.�

* * * * * *

�You�re late,� Emily scolded as Caitlin entered the spacious bedroom that the
girls shared in their parents� quarters. In general both girls slept in their
individual house dorms, but on weekends they enjoyed spending time together
catching up on the events of the week.

�I�m sorry,� Caitlin said apologetically, her face radiant in the dim light.
�Evan and I sort of lost track of time.�

�Oh!� said Emily, impishly. �And just what, pray tell, were you and Evan doing
that was so important?�

�We were up in the Room of Requirement,� Caitlin answered honestly.

Emily stared severely at Caitlin. �Jamie and Alex go there when they want to be
intimate. Please tell me that you and Evan didn�t have sex.�

�If we had, I doubt I�d be here to talk about it,� Caitlin answered truthfully.
�We just went there to be alone and talk. He was concerned that I wanted to
break up with him because I�ve been so distant the past month.�

�Then you finally explained to him the whole Hyperempath thing and how you�re
oversexed?� Emily questioned.

�I�m not oversexed,� Caitlin said, irritation abruptly evident in her voice.
�My powers just make me feel things more intensely than other girls and I tend
to lose my self-control.�

�Semantics,� Emily said, shrugging her shoulders. �How did he take it? Did you
guys end up breaking up?�

�Thankfully, no,� Caitlin advised, a dreamy look once again on her face.
�Actually, we had a wonderful time. You can�t imagine how gorgeous the room
was. I felt like a princess.�

Emily studied Caitlin anxiously as the third year girl explained in detail all
the features the room had taken on.

�One of you had to have wanted for the room to have those characteristics,�
Emily said apprehensively, when Caitlin finished. �I doubt it would have
supplied a bed and bath on its own if you just asked for a private place to
talk.�

�I know,� Caitlin admitted. �I think that subconsciously both Evan and I wanted
to share a special time together.�

�I�m just relived that things didn�t go too far,� Emily said, cradling Caitlin
in her arms.

�Me too,� Caitlin sighed. Then ostensibly without reason, she began to giggle.

�What?� Emily asked.

�Evan got a stiffy,� Caitlin confided. �It most certainly wasn�t huge, but it
felt really neat.�

�What do you mean, it felt neat?� Emily questioned, her voice sounding worried,
but slightly envious at the same time.

�Evan had been staring at my breasts pensively,� Caitlin explained. �I knew he
wanted to touch them, but that he was afraid of what my reactions might be.
Then I thought about you and Jamie and how you both go on all the time about
all body parts being the same and how silly people acted about �private parts�.
I realized that I trusted Evan and didn�t have a problem with him touching me.�

Emily shook her head in disappointment. �Sometimes I just don�t believe you,�
she said crossly. �You spend the past month avoiding being alone with the guy
because you don�t trust yourself, then you turn around and tell him he can feel
you up.�

�That�s not exactly what I told him,� Caitlin replied guiltily. �In point of
fact. I told him that he could touch me any place that he wanted. Touching someone
gently and lovingly is quite different from grabbing a feel.�

Emily rolled her eyes and stared at the ceiling in disbelief. �Semantics again!
That sounds like a brilliant way for you to both keep your emotions in check,�
she retorted sarcastically. �Until now I always considered you the smarter
sister. How did Evan respond to your offer?�

�At first he just looked at me in a thunderstruck way,� Caitlin commented.
�Then he drew me toward him and hugged me in a tight embrace. That�s when I
felt his willy go all firm.�

�Did he feel you up?� Emily asked.

�No, he didn�t feel me up,� Caitlin retorted.

There was something weird about the tone of Caitlin�s voice. Emily wasn�t sure
if her sister was more upset by the use of the phrase �feel you up� or by the
reality that Evan hadn�t in fact done so.

�He kissed me, then suggested we get dressed and return to the common room,�
she said, disappointment evident in her voice. �He was afraid that things were
getting out of control.�

�What do you think?� Emily asked.

�They probably were,� Caitlin admitted, �but at the time I really wanted him to
touch me.� She glanced guiltily at Emily. �I wanted to touch him, too. Have you
ever actually handled a penis?�

�Not really,� Emily replied. �Naturally, being a nudist my whole life, I�ve
brushed against them, but I�ve never actually held one in my hand or stroked
it. Have you?�

�Once,� Caitlin answered, blushing profusely. �It was an accident. When I was
thrown in the pool during holiday, in panic I grabbed for something� anything
to hold onto. My eyes were closed and I ended up clutching Dad�s penis. As soon
as I realized what it was, I instantly let go.�

�What did Dad say?� Emily asked, aghast.

�He pretended it never happened. He just scooped me out of the water and into
his arms. Once I calmed down, he placed me back on my feet. We�ve never talked
about it.�

�What did it feel like?� Emily questioned.

�I don�t really remember,� Caitlin answered, embarrassed by the recollection.
�It all happened so fast. Besides� it was Dad.�

�Yeah!� replied Emily understandingly. �I�ve always had sort of a fascination
for the male penis. Jamie always said I should have been born a boy so that I�d
have one of my own to play with. I�d love to touch and examine one,� she
shuddered, �but most certainly not Dad�s.

�I know what you mean,� Caitlin agreed. �Why don�t you ask Tyler? He�d do
anything for you. I�m sure he�d let you check him out.�

�I�ve already seen him nude, but I�d be hesitant to actually touch him,� Emily
replied. �I�m afraid one thing would lead to another and we�re even younger
than you. I almost wish Professor Weasley had gone along with Denise�s wild
idea of having nude models for the class. I�d like to really examine a boy, but
have no emotions involved.�

�Something like that will never happen at Hogwarts,� Caitlin said, dejectedly.

* * * * * *

�Timmy, would you come here and
take a seat with Mum and Dad? There is something we�d like to discuss with
you,� Sam said hesitantly.

Timmy looked apprehensively toward his parents who were both sitting on the
couch, his Mum patting any empty spot between her and his Dad. He could tell by
the look on their faces that he was in trouble. He been found out and now he
was about to be punished. Timmy walked timidly toward his parents. He was sure
he deserved whatever punishment he was about to receive. The only thing he
wasn�t sure of was what exactly he had done wrong this time.

�I�m sorry,� Timmy said remorsefully, as he took a seat between the two adults.
�I promise I won�t ever do it again.�

�Do what again?� Ron asked, looking questioningly at his son.

�Whatever it is that you�re going to punish me for,� Timmy answered warily.

Sam snickered. �I guess I better check out our quarters after we�re finished
talking. It seems someone has a guilty conscience.�

Ron put his arm around Timmy�s shoulder and gave him a hug. �You shouldn�t
always be expecting the worst, Son,� he said, smiling. �Sometimes when we fancy
talking to you, it�s because we want to share good news.�

�Are we going to go on another nudie cruise with the Emily and Caitlin?� Timmy
asked eagerly, bouncing up and down between his parents.

�Not this year,� Ron, chortled. �But we have discussed going on vacation with
the Potters and if we do it will most likely be at a clothing optional resort.�

�That�s not what Dad and I want to talk to you about though,� Sam said, gently
massaging her small tummy. �We were wondering how you�d feel about having a
little brother or sister?�

�I�d like to have someone my own age to play with,� Timmy answered excitedly.
�Can we go buy one now?�

�It doesn�t quite work like that,� Ron replied, repressing a laugh. �Babies
grow and are nurtured inside their mothers until they reach a size large enough
to survive in our world, then they are born. Even then they are dependent on
their parents and siblings to take care of them. It will be awhile before you
can play with a baby, and it will always be younger than you; it will for all
time look to you for guidance.�

Timmy�s face carried a look of disappointment. �Is that why Aunt Ginny is
getting so fat? Is a baby growing inside her?�

�Yes! Aunt Ginny will be giving birth early this summer,� Sam answered.

�Will you get fat, too?� Timmy inquired.

�I�m afraid so,� Sam answered sadly. �That�s one of the unpleasant parts about
having a baby.�

�I�m sure you�ll still look beautiful,� Ron interrupted, supportively.

�I suppose that�s a matter of opinion,� Sam replied. �It sort of depends on
whether or not you think whales are beautiful.�

�Is a baby already growing
inside you?� Timmy asked innocently. �How did it get there? When will it come
out? Is it a boy or a girl?�

Ron eyed Sam optimistically. Even though he taught the subject, fielding
questions about sex still made him edgy, especially when the questioner was his
own son.

�We won�t know whether it�s a boy or girl until it�s born,� Sam answered.
�Either way, I�m sure we�ll all adore the baby. Right now it is quite tiny. It
will be six months until the little one is ready to come out, sometime around Halloween.�

�The baby is already growing inside you?� Timmy asked, a look of wonder
covering his face. �How did it get there?�

�Each month a woman�s body produces a seed,� Sam explained. �Usually the seed
simply ends up being discarded by the body, but every so often one of them
becomes fertilized in which case it remains in the body and begins to grow.
That�s what happened with Aunt Ginny and now with me.� Sam smiled. �You were
once a seed inside of me, no bigger than a pea.�

Sam hugged Timmy in her arms. �My body nurtured you until you were prepared to
be born. Now look at you; you�re a handsome young man ready to start primary
school in the autumn.�

Timmy sat silently, staring intently at his mother, a look of puzzlement
spreading across his face, and then he shook his head.

�There�s something I don�t understand,� he said timidly. �How did I get out of
you? How will the baby get out?�

Ron face turned crimson. He had been concerned that Timmy might question how
fertilization took place, this he hadn�t expected. Sam, however, seemed
unruffled.

�Timmy, haven't you ever wondered why you have a penis and Emily and Caitlin
have vaginas?�

�Because I�m a boy and they�re girls,� Timmy answered confidently.

�Yes,� Sam answered, holding back a laugh. �But there�s a reason why boys and
girls were created with different equipment for taking a pee. When you become
an adult, you�ll learn that the penis and vagina both serve purposes other then
just reliving yourself. When a woman gives birth, the baby leaves her body
through her vagina.�

Timmy gaped at his mum, aghast. First, he gazed at himself and then he stared
at the slit between his Mum�s legs. �I�m much too big,� he said, appalled. �I
could never have come out of there.�

�Most certainly not now,� Sam said, wincing at the very thought. �You were much
smaller when born, just over seven pounds. It�s not comfortable, but that area
of a woman is extremely flexible and can stretch open surprisingly far.�

�When it�s time, can I see my little brother� or sister be born?� he asked.

Sam first looked at Ron who was frantically shaking his head no, obviously
remembering his experience during Ben�s birth. Then she looked at Timmy, so
eager and optimistic.

�I don�t see any reason why not.�

* * * * * *

Monday, April 10, 2006

�You won�t be needing your books today,� Professor Ginny Weasley announced as
the students hurried to their seats. �I�ve arranged a special treat for you.�

�Maybe Thatcher is going to give us an up close and personal look at her bod,�
Janice whispered spitefully.

�I�d hardly call Potter or Thatcher showing off their not so private tidbits a
treat,� Denise sniggered.

�Miss Graves, that will be enough chitchat,� Professor Weasley chastised.
�Oddly enough, today�s curriculum had its groundwork laid with a similar
malicious comment you made at the beginning of the school year.�

�A comment that I made,� Denise replied innocently. �What comment was that
Professor?�

�You criticized our textbook as being somewhat behind times and suggested that
you�d all learn more by examining actual individuals nude,� Professor Weasley
explained.

Kim and Emily exchanged uneasy glances. Was the Professor actually about to ask
one or both of them to disrobe and allow the classmates to examine them?

�Although I�m sure your suggestion at the time was intended more to embarrass
certain classmates than it was to further education, it did have some merit,�
Ginny continued. �Our textbook is undeniably antiquated and being able to
examine at your leisure someone of the opposite sex would certainly be
extremely educational.�

�Professor!� Tyler called, raising his hand apprehensively. �You�re not
suggesting that some of us actually strip off our clothes in front of our
classmates and allow them to check us out starkers, are you?� His eyes glanced
fleetingly in Emily�s direction. �Even if some of us wouldn�t mind doing it,
it�s just not proper.�

�The Headmaster and I agree,� Professor Weasley replied. �We even had concerns
with you examining professional models; additionally no age appropriate models
were available. That is why we decided to use this.�

Ginny walked over to her desk and uncovered two large cauldrons, each
containing a slow-bubbling, mudlike substance.

�Is that Polyjuice Potion?� Kim asked excitedly.

�Yes!� answered her professor. �Miss Thatcher, since you are obviously familiar
with this potion, would you please do me a favor while I explain its use and
effects to the other members of the class?�

Kim nodded and hurried up to her professor�s side. �Kim would you please run
down to Potion Master�s office in the dungeon? I left two envelopes containing
hair strands there that we�ll be needing to complete the potion.�

Kim nodded, and hurried out the classroom as Professor Weasley continued to
address the class. �Can anyone tell me the use of Polyjuice Potion?�

Emily�s hand shot into the air in a way very reminiscent of her mother.
�Polyjuice is an extremely complicated potion to prepare, but when correctly
brewed it transforms you into somebody else. The effect only lasts for an hour,
but for that time you look exactly like the person you added a bit of to the
potion.�

Tyler raised his hand. �Professor, does that mean that if I drank that potion
containing a bit of my brother, I�d become him?�

�Not exactly, Mr. Bancroft,� Ginny elucidated. �Your mind would stay unchanged.
Mentally you would remain yourself, but physically you would have all the
attributes of your brother.�

�What a waste of a complex potion,� Emily exclaimed to the amusement of most of
the class.

Ginny smiled. �Today you won�t be changing into anyone you know. I�ve sent Miss
Thatcher to retrieve hair strands that were sent to me from overseas. These
hairs are from a boy and girl approximate to your age. I�ve also arranged for
you to be excused from your other classes for the remainder of the day. You
will each be given enough of the potion for three doses. That will allow you to
remain in the outward appearance of the donor for three hours.

�You can remain here; return to your dormitories or for that matter, you may go
anywhere you like before drinking the potion. You can do so in privacy or in a
group, your choice. For three hours you will experience being the opposite sex.
For homework, due next week, I want a full roll of parchment on what the
experience felt like.�

Kim hurried breathlessly into the classroom to find her fellow students staring
dumbfounded at each other. They were about to undergo a change, an extremely
weird change.

�Perfect timing, Miss Thatcher,� Professor Weasley said, taking the two
envelopes from the girl�s outstretched hand. �There was no need to run though,
you look washed-out. Take your seat and Miss Potter can bring you up to snuff
while I add the final ingredients to our potions.�

Kim returned to her desk next to Emily. While Kim listened to Emily update her
on what she had missed, she smiled as she watched Professor Weasley pour the
potion into separate flagons and then add the hairs.

When called forward, one by one the students approached the professor�s desk
and were handed their individual container. They all clutched the containers
securely as they departed the room.

�Where are you going to do it?� Emily asked Tyler as they departed the room.

�I�m not sure,� he croaked nervously. �A part of me wants to be alone to
transform and another part of me is uneasy to be off on my own.�

�I know what you mean,� Emily said understandingly. �Why don�t you come with
Kim and I? We�re going to go to the Room of Requirement so that we can be
totally alone and undisturbed.�

�But�� Tyler shilly-shallied. �Won�t that be sort of creepy? I mean you will
both be guys and I�ll be a girl and well� I sort of intended to get naked and
sort of check out the new equipment.�

Emily laughed. �What did you think Kim and I are going to do? Come on, it will
be fun,� Emily said grabbing Tyler hand and pulling him along. �We can show
each other how to properly do certain things.�

Tyler�s mouth dropped wide open, but he uttered not a word. He had the feeling
that he was about to partake in the most bizarre experience of his young life.�

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