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Cris couldn't believe the things happening to her. She could feel the sparks radiating from the tips of Joana's hand holding her while they were running through the secret corridors of Hogwarts. She could feel her jaw hurting from the smile she couldn't help, some strange feeling at the pit of her stomach, her heart racing in her ribcage. This was clearly something new for her, she had never experienced it.
Once at the end of the corridor, they came to a stop in front of a medieval tapestry.
"Well, what now?" - asked Cris, out of breath.
"Shhh, I'll show you something." - Joana closed her eyes and, suddenly, a door appeared on the wall.
"What the fuck?" - Cris followed Joana in the room - "Joana, I thought the Room of Requirement had burnt down during the Battle of Hogwarts!"
"Well, apparently the Castle thought I needed it."
"What for?"
Joana smirked sadly and avoided the question - "To think about the beautiful blonde with braids, that I had noticed since the first time I had seen her."
Cris blushed and lowered her gaze - "Well, it took you long enough to show this famous blonde that you liked her."
"Better late than never, don't you know?"
"Sometimes I don't even know what you're talking about..."
"It's a Muggle saying."
"I see, know-it-all... Don't have Muggles a saying about making up for lost time?" - the blonde got closer to the other girl and linked her wrists around her neck.
"Even if it didn't exist, I think I would certainly say it for the first time."
The two of them kissed once again, this time slower, and suddenly a King-sized bed materialized behind them. Cris blushed once again and Joana noticed it.
"I'm sorry, Cris. I swear, I'm okay with just sleeping or simply going to bed... I mean, separately."
"It's not that I don't want to... It's just..." - she sat on the bed and lowered her head, once again - "I've never done it... with a girl, you know."
Joana joined her and put the index finger under her chin to look into her eyes - "Cris, it's okay. We've just met. If you want to go to your bed, we'll go."
The blonde sighed and collected all the courage she had - "Maybe we could... just sleep. You think that's okay?"
"More than okay, troublemaker." - the brunette smiled.
The two discarded their damped clothes (which readily dried) and the room provided them with two simple white t-shirts and two pairs of shorts. When they laid down, Cris started to feel something new... again. This something was a mixture of insecurities, bravery and tenderness. This was the first time she laid with someone just for the sake of looking into the other's eyes, the first time she wanted to simply cuddle, not going beyond kisses, the first time she slept with someone, with Joana's arm around her waist and their fingers linked.
And like everything new, like the unknown, like Halloween... it was scary.