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Winter on the Hogwarts grounds was mystical. Juliette loved the powdered snow, how the lake froze over, and the entire forest was a sea of foaming white. All was quiet, and the year was almost at its' end, creating a blank canvas to start the new year clean.

This year the season was all the more special. The Yule Ball was a once-in-a-generation event, considering it only occurred during a Tri-Wizard Tournament. Juliette was in sixth year and could have entered her name, but she hadn't ever been the competitive type. Instead, she watched and cheered on the sideline for her best friend, Ben Wheeler. She could not think of anyone else better to represent Hogwarts. He was strong, agile, quick-witted, and charming. He had been Head Boy for the last two years but had stepped down this year to focus on the tournament. Not to mention NEWTs. 

Meanwhile, Juliette was enjoying her time on the bench. Unsure of what came after Hogwarts for herself. Really she had never understood why she had presented as an alpha. She was as stubborn as she had to be as a Fairmont, but she certainly lacked other qualities. Being strong, confident, and poised. And entirely too nice to ever posture her status amongst others.

Ben didn't have that issue. She could see him entering the Great Hall with a pack of other alphas, ribbing each other. It was a mosh pit. Her best friend was able to find an escape from the group of sweaty teenage alpha hormones cluster. He took the spot next to Juliette once she waved to him, "Being a champion is amazing, Jules." His grin was spilt from ear to ear as he stole her chalice of pumpkin juice and took a greedy sip.

She snatched it back from him "What amazing new perk has your student godliness granted you this time?"

He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and guided her line of sight to a group of her fellow Hufflepuffs. 

She recognized most of them, but she felt dread when she spotted Noah Harrington among the group. Ben's crush of the last term. Until this year, he was a blimp on her radar. Another Hufflepuff had been going steady with Phillipa Merryweather since the second year. She suppressed a groan. She had had this conversation with him too many times and didn't want to make an argument about it.

"He said he'll be my date to the Yule Ball." Ben bit his lower lip and wiggled his brows as if indicating his triumph in turning the straight alpha boy gay.

Juliette watched Noah put his arm around his very doting omega girlfriend and give her a kiss on the cheek. Jules sucked back a worse comment "It kinda looks like he's still with Phillipa."

He waved, not even glancing at the Hufflepuff couples way "He's just easing the breakup onto her. Plus, it's also her grandmother's birthday, and she's getting on in age. It'd be cruel to do it today. But Yule's in two weeks. Plenty of time to let her down gently and find matching suits for the dance."

She wished she could have that unabashed confidence the Gryffindor had. Or like her sister, who had graduated the year prior. Perhaps if she was anything like her bloodline should have made her, she would have had the guts to strike up a conversation with her.

The French students of Beauxboton usually entered the Great Hall in a grove. However, she always came in a few minutes after. Like an internal clock ticking, Juliette watched the ornate, huge, wooden doors locking onto a lone blue cloaked figure within a sea of black and grey wizarding robes.

Calliope Burns was unlike any other witch or wizard she had ever encountered.

One thing that she hadn't known was a thing, was that the witch was constantly transferring Wizarding Schools. Gossip in the halls said far too many tall tales for her to believe any of them true. She had apparently been a student at Hogwarts in their first year, sorted into Ravenclaw. Still, Juliette hadn't heard of her existence back then. She was too enthralled with classes, exploring the school grounds with Ben, and getting to know her Hufflepuff peers to notice Calliope when she was there and didn't miss her when she was gone.

Last year, Calliope returned, and she couldn't keep her eyes off her. Her fixation on the girl had become a bit of an obsession. One so pronounced that Elinor noticed. The teasing from her and Ben was endless. And the first alpha thing she had discovered about herself was Obsessive Love Disorder. Many in cruder circles called it simping. It was commonly found in their kind when they were younger, still new to their hormones and urges. Alphas fixated, posed, and sought to protect and attack any perceived threats to their love interest. It was a vestigial component of their DNA but was curbed through adulthood.

She confessed she knew Calliope's schedule better than her own. Watched her from across the Grand Hall during meals. Calliope opted for bread and butter in the morning, usually a chicken sandwich for lunch and lamb or pork chops for dinner. Once at Hogsmeade, she saw her purchase five chocolate frogs. Jules loved learning about these little things about her because (without directly speaking to her) it was all she could really discover. Calliope was reserved and didn't speak to anyone in or out of her house. She didn't have any friends, yet she seemed so content on her own.

Yes, she was stalking her a bit.  Once, she was made painfully aware of it when the Hufflepuff Head of House summoned her to her office. She gently, though firmly, informed her that she was making Calliope feel uncomfortable. Juliette would never get over the shame and guilt. She wrote an apology note on the spot, and the Head of House told her that she would give it to Ms Burns, but there was no guarantee there would be a reply. Even if there was, she was not an owl to be used.

Juliette never received a reply. There had been disappointment, but she reserved her staring and moved her studying schedule from the library to the Hufflepuff or Gryffindor common room with Ben. The alpha also began sitting with her back to the Ravenclaw table during meals. Still, she found the habit of stealing glances when Calliope entered a room to be the one habit she could not break herself from. 

Today, she was wearing the soft blue pleated skirt of the Beauxbatons uniform and a powder-white blouse that stood out against her dark skin. Her glance went on a little too long as her eyes travelled to the plunging neckline of her blouse. She had three of the many buttons left open. A hand was waved over her face.

"Merlin to Lettie? Didn't you already go through this last year? Stop eye fucking the poor omega." Ben was glad to remind her, "Besides, this year, she's the enemy."

And, of course, this year, she was the champion for Beauxbaton. As if Ben wasn't already miffed at her last year for reporting Juliette to the school, his competitive streak added more to his anti-Burns cause.

She shook her head "Sorry, thanks." Jules returned to her lunch, still warmed by the charms the Grand Hall granted "So is this your way of telling me that I am no longer your date to the ball?"

He grinned "Sorry!" He clearly was not "But this gives us a great opportunity to point your little fixation onto someone who will even acknowledge your existence. What about Ashley O'Conner? She has been telling me for the last few weeks that she's always wanted to get with a girl alpha." Ben grabbed her shoulders, shaking them "You could give her that full-on experience."

Juliette grimaced "You mean Smashley? I'll pass."

"What's wrong with Ashley? She's so fun! And she made the Quidditch team this year." He dug into his own plate of food.

"She's just-" She could feel something pricking at the back of her neck. She turned around to see if anyone was staring at her but failed to see any eyes on her.  Did Calliope get a stud in her nose over the summer? Ugh, why was that so hot.  She turned back around. Juliette had been getting that feeling for a while but never got why "She's fine, I guess. But Benny, as much as I appreciate your help setting me up, I'll be okay. Promise."

He held up his hands in defeat. She was just thankful that he dropped the issue. Not so thankful to be the outlet for Ben's own obsession with Noah.

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Out of habit, Juliette avoided the library for her studies. She had found an unused room on the seventh floor. It was perfect to suit her needs. It was small and had a fireplace always glowing brightly but comfortably. She loved the few chairs in the room; there was the one by the large window, frosted over with ice that had a nice view of the lake and a small nightstand. A couch with two end tables on either side in front of the fire. And two at the writing desk, facing the wall. Each spot had its own purpose, and she liked being able to move around the room to complete her assignments.

It even came with a bookshelf that was always filled with whatever she needed for her work. She vaguely wondered if the shelving unit had some enchantment on it. Regardless, she appreciated the space.

She was in the midst of her potion's essay, sitting at the desk facing the wall, when she heard a knock at the door.

The sound jarred her. 

No one ever knocked on the door. 

She hadn't told Ben about this place. It was something that she wanted to herself. Jules pushed the chair back and stood.  Was it locked?  She didn't think the knob had a locking mechanism. She was half afraid as she opened the door that she was about to find a professor scolding her for being in there. Some secret rule that this section of the castle was off-limits for one reason or another.

"C-Calliope!" She froze; her hand gripped the door tighter "What are you doing here?"

She was still dressed in her blouse and skirt, the same as she had for lunch.  Were four of her buttons undone now?  She almost didn't hear the question, "Can I come in?"

In her peripheral, she caught a sign on the door that said  'Knock, Please'  in a script that looked like her handwriting eerily. She shrugged it off and opened the door wider "Um, sure, come in." She suppressed the urge to inhale the omega's scent as she passed by.

Calliope stepped into the room, examining its contents. She paused in the middle of it and nodded to the parchment and ink she had on the writing desk "This your secret studying room?"

She left the door open and edged around the taller girl to collect her work scattered around the table "Just nobody really comes around here to study. And the common rooms can be a little loud sometimes." She faced the wall. It was easier to talk to her this way, especially in a small room when the omega's scent was filling it. She was honey and vanilla baked into a sweet bread. It was earthy and warm and calmed and excited her all at once "I found this place last year after-" Her shoulders stiffened, her hands crinkled her papers slightly "Ya know,"  After she stalked and ogled her for months on end.

"It's okay. I got your letter. No more need to apologize." Juliette could hear her shifting her weight behind her "Can you look at me? It's a little weird just talkin to your back."

"Sorry!" She set her papers down as turned around, and leaned on the desk "It- I just. I wanna give you your space." She felt flushed, and her ears were burning. This was the closest they had ever been besides in passing. She was so much prettier up close. Her hair was dark and straight and flowed over the shoulders of her blouse. Her cheekbones were full and round. And her lips looked so red and inviting.  Plush.

"So about last year," She moved to the couch, waving Juliette to come to join her. She took a seat on the opposite side "I wanted to tell you it wasn't just you who was bothering me." Calliope confessed. She crossed one leg over the other and brought two fingers to those rounded cheeks to hold her face as she pinned Jules with those dark, all-consuming eyes "I get it, new omega comes in, and every alpha wants to try to stake a claim."

Panic rose up in her "I wasn't try-" 

The witch put a finger to her lips "I know. I read your letter. You're the only one who bothered to send one. Let alone apologize. Which is why I wanna ask you something."

When Calliope removed her slender finger, she nodded "Yea, what's up?" Her heartbeat was in her throat, and she sat a little taller. 

"Will you be my date to the ball?"

She couldn't reply. Her mouth was too dry, and her palms were sweaty. Her hopes were quickly dashed.

"As friends." She amended, "It's traditional or something for the champions to bring a date. And since I think I can at least trust you not to grope me and scent mark me the entire time, I thought you'd be a good choice."

"Oh." She wanted to howl in disappointment. She had figured that Calliope wasn't interested but hearing the rejection out loud did sting her alpha pride. Still, Calliope was right about one thing: she wasn't the type to get pissy about being friend-zoned "Of course, Calliope. I'd love to be your friend date." She held her hand out.

The omega shook it and smiled "Thanks. Well, I should get out of your hair. Got a lot of studying to do myself. Don't got a private room like this to do it in." She stood.

Juliette mirrored her "Oh yea, I totally get that. But if you ever need to," She motioned around the room, "I seriously don't own this place. You're more than welcome to use it. Just maybe don't tell all your friends about it, or it won't be so quiet anymore."

She shrugged "Don't got any friends to tell."

Without words, she knew the feeling. Before Ben, there was no one.  No one else got her . She didn't want the other to feel the same "Well, I'm your friend now, right?" 

Calliope looked her up and down. Her eyes looked darker, pupils flaring. She felt very inspected "We'll see about that." She squeezed her shoulder as she passed her to the door and closed it behind her.

Juliette collapsed into the couch once she heard it click shut.  What was that?

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The next day, as she entered the seventh-floor room, having forgotten about her encounter with Calliope, she was shocked to see the omega sitting by the chair near the window, huddled over her work "Oh hey."

"Hey." She briefly looked up from her quill and paper before returning to it.

Juliette left the door open and went to her chair facing the wall. She wanted to talk but didn't know what to say. The Hufflepuff was glad that Calliope had excepted her invitation to use the room.  But she also really needed to cram for the history exam tomorrow.  So she took up her seat and stuck her nose into the book.

Meanwhile, she could hear the omega scrawling on the parchment and dipping her quill in her inkpot. Her scent had undoubtedly taken up space in the room, but through exposure, Jules could find peace in it. It wasn't at all distracting.  She felt like she was home.

After a few hours, Calliope moved to the couch. She stretched her arms and long legs along the way and plopped into it.

Juliette felt pretty stiff herself. She forced herself to get through the last chapter before setting down the book and stood. She braced her forearms on the back of the couch. 

Calliope looked up from her book, a personal one from the look of it "How bad is it?"

She groaned, "Terrible. I suck at history. If I have to read one more chapter on the bravery of Harry Potter through the Battle of Hogwarts, I'm gonna puke." She rested her head on her hands, peering down at the book in the girl's hands "What are you doing?"

"Reading Wise Blood. Heard of it?"

"Nope. Tell me about it." She gripped the back of the couch and tried to hurdle herself over it like she had seen Ben do on more than one occasion. Juliette overestimated the distance and strength needed, and her hip hit the seated edge of the couch; she was about to tumble to the rug in front of the fireplace, but Calliope saved her.

The omega was surprisingly strong, and once she had gathered her safely back on the couch, she laid Juliette's head on her lap and held her cheek "Be careful. Can't have my date get a broken leg before the first dance."

Jules flushed "Right. Sorry." She felt she should be more embarrassed having her head in the omega's lap, but she indulged in the comfiness "So, the book?"

Calliope smiled and carted her hand through Juliette's dirty blond hair "It's pretty complicated to explain without knowing the start. I could read it to you if you want?"

The alpha folded her hands together and rested them on her stomach "Sure, I could use a break from reading."

She laid there in Calliope's arms for the next hour or so. She interrupted when she had questions but mostly kept her eyes closed.  She could listen to her speak for hours if given a chance.  Calliope would stroke her hair, mindlessly too, as if she didn't realize she had until she had to turn to the next page.

Just like that, they had fallen into a routine over the next week. Once lessons were over, they'd meet in the room on the seventh floor and quietly greet one another before getting to their homework. Then they would sit by the fire. Sometimes Calliope would read to her. Other times Juliette would tell stories, mainly about the adventures she and Ben would find themselves in. Sometimes about Elinor and the rest of her family.  How she felt less-than the rest of them.  She was a half-blood, her mother a witch of the grand lineage of the Atwoods, and her father, a muggle. And the Atwoods were supposed to be Slytherin, all of them,  until her.

Cal (as she was corrected as the week went by) would hold her hand during these vulnerable moments, stroking her thumb over her knuckles. But she noticed that despite Juliette's craving to know more about her before Cal asked to be her date, she hadn't said much about her own life. The one thing she did confirm to Jules was that the Durmstrung champion Apollo was her brother when asked.  Yet, why were siblings that apparently constantly moving to different schools at different ones this year? Had it always been like that?

She wanted to ask, but she feared that if she did, their daily meetings would come to an end.

It was the weekend now. No lessons to be had and the Hufflepuff was more caught up on her homework and studies than she had ever been in six years of schooling. The alpha sat up out of bed with nothing planned until she heard the chatter of her roommates as they too awoke, talking about their plans for a Hogsmeade weekend.

She had forgotten entirely.  It wasn't plans with Cal, but Jules always enjoyed getting Butterbeers with Ben. Plus, she still hadn't had the chance to talk with Ben about the whole Calliope Burns situation.  She got dressed, wearing layers under her yellow and blue sweater and jeans, along with her mittens and scarf, baring her Hufflepuff pride. She left her hair down and made for the Grand Hall to grab a quick snack from breakfast before meeting with her bestie.

Juliette spotted him taking the stairs down two at a time. He almost bowled her over as he scooped her up into a hug that lifted her off her feet. She squeezed back for a moment before the indignation of it left her restless, and she popped one arm out of the embrace and smacked him on the shoulder "Good morning to you too." She said once she was set back onto her feet.

"It's a beautiful day Ms Fairmont." He sing sung and slung an arm around her, guiding her to the Grand Hall that was quickly becoming crowded.

She happened to glance down and noticed his khakis were wide open "Hey rockstar, check your fly."

He zipped up "Thanks for the save."

"So I'm guessing that something happened this morning that's got you all excited?" She hip-checked him.

He dropped his voice to a whisper by her ear, "Just the best blowjob of my lifetime."

She shoved him "Ugh, you're vile." She reached for some pastries at the closest table, watching dejected first and second-year students eye them in jealousy. 

"You would be saying the same thing if you asked Ashley to be your date." He pocketed some bread and a handful of bacon "Or ya know, I have other options, just say the word. Maybe you and Phillipa might get along by the end of the day?"

They turned for the doors with loot in hand, munching as they walked "So he's planning on doing it today?"

"And he's taking me on a date in Hogsmeade. Soo-" He poked her arm with two index fingers "I'm gonna have to cancel Butterbeers."

"Ben! It's our thing." She pouted, "What am I supposed to do without you?"

"I promise I will make it up to you. Maybe just shop around for a dress or find a lady to swoon into being your date? Anyway, gotta go. See ya!" He ran off, sprinting out the front doors until a professor yelled at him.

Juliette stood by the door, watching him go at a prance in the snow. She thought about ditching Hogsmeade entirely and heading back to her room to curl up with a book when someone tapped her shoulder.

She tilted her head up and couldn't help the wide grin "Cal! Hey, you heading to Hogsmeade too?" It was an obvious sort of question given her attire. No uniform today. She wore a neon green peacoat that made her impressive shoulders look extra sharp, black leggings that were too thin to ever be warm but looked so good, and tan boots that ran up to her knees.

"Yea, I am." She flicked some of her hair back over her shoulder as a chilly breeze blew through the open doors of the castle. She caught the scent of the omega's usual honey and vanilla goodness, but there was something over top of it.  Was she wearing perfume?  Usually, it was hard to catch different scents with so many people around, but Juliette felt like she was breathing it straight from the glands on her neck "Wanna catch a carriage together?"

"Sure, that'd be nice." They turned to the door, falling into matching steps "Ben ditched me. He's got a date."

"With the straight boy?" Cal rose a brow. She had become her rant buddy too.  She loved Ben but didn't trust Noah as far as she could throw him.

Juliette nodded, taking her first steps into the snow. It was nice out. Snow was still falling in slow, fat flakes but didn't obscure the sky "He says that he's going to do it today. And they are going on a date. So we'll see. Ben drama aside, what are your plans in Hogsmeade? I still have to find a dress."

The taller girl sucked in a breath through her teeth "Oh? You wanna wear a dress?"

Jules wasn't sure how to take the question. Female alphas weren't super common; there might have been fifteen or twenty within the whole Hogwarts population. Maybe Cal wanted her to wear a suit. She supposed she could, but she liked wearing dresses. She enjoyed being a girl before being an alpha. Her brain was paused when she felt a tingle at the back of her neck.

Cal was staring at her. She couldn't tell if it was the bite of the wind, but she could swear her brown rounded cheeks were flushing red "I think a dress would look good on you."

The alpha's chest filled with something close to pride "Should we get something to match?"

"I got a few ideas. Let's see what they got when we get there." They continued walking, idly looking for a carriage as they discussed color options and styles they liked. As they got closer to one that seemed untouched, Calliope's answers began to fall shorter and shorter.

She looked towards the front of the carts. To Juliette, she didn't see anything there. Still, she knew from one time too many in colliding with them that creatures known as Thestrals pulled the carriages into Hogsmeade. However, she knew why some of the students could see them. Silence fell between the witches. Juliette opened the door for Cal, and they sat on opposite sides of the carriage. Their knees touched. She nudged the taller girl's knee "Hey." She smiled, trying to catch the omega's eye.

Cal gave her a small smile "Hey."

"My sister, Elinor. She could see them." Juliette offered. Cal looked up at her, silently begging her to continue, "It was her boyfriend. Well, as much as you could be boyfriend and girlfriend in the fourth grade. He had some medical issues. She was there when he died in the hospital. I was too young to really remember him, but Elinor said it changed her. It took her years to talk to someone about it." She reached out and placed her mitten-covered hand on Cal's knee "So if you wanna talk, I'm your friend."

The raven-haired girl placed her hand over Juliette's. She moved their fingers together until they entwined, "It was my brother." She finally said, her dark eyes on their hands, "Older than Apollo. He was a muggle, like my dad. It happened back during my first year. It really tore the family up." She pulled the alpha's hand further up her lap, now holding it between both her gloved hands "My dad got really paranoid. He always wanted me to be close to him. In case anything ever happened. And he travels a lot for work." She sighed "I know that it's crazy, moving schools every year 'specially when it's a boarding school. But I just wanted to be there for him."

The carriage was moving, but Juliette didn't care. She slowly moved to Cal's bench and wrapped her arms around her. They hugged for a while. The omega buried herself within the Hufflepuff's neck, breathing slowly. Jules rested her chin on the top of her head and carded her fingers through her black hair "Thanks for telling me." She rubbed her shoulders.

Cal sat back. She still held Juliette's hand "I'm really jealous of you, how open you are. You know you were the first person that made me feel welcome."

Jules shrugged "I was just being weird last year."

"No. Not last year. Our first year." She corrected, "We sat next to each other during the first day of class. Transfiguration."

"Really?" She chuckled "I don't remember that at all."

Calliope chuckled along with her "I was so shy back then. Couldn't get a word in edge-wise with you. You were so excited just to be there. It was... infectious." She leaned her head onto her shoulder, finally letting go of her hand to wrap an arm around her waist "You're infectious, Juliette Fairmont and I don't know what I'm going to do about it."

Jules felt a charge of electricity as she looked down at the girl on her shoulder. Her gaze flicked down to her red lips momentarily.  She wanted this to last forever.  It was unreal. She wanted to say something. She did not want to say anything and bring ruin to this perfect capsule of time she found herself locked in. She reached her hand up and cupped her cheek. Cal's eyes fell closed. She swallowed and licked her lips. She closed her eyes and used her hand to guide their lips together.

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Calliope had pushed her down into the bench and sat on her hips. She was carving a hot, wet path from the soft part of her jaw to her collarbone. 

She swore. Juliette had busied herself undoing the buttons of the neon green peacoat before discovering the planes of her back. She was so much taller. So much to learn from the other witch's body. The tight undershirt and leggings helped. Yet she was overwhelmed and too shy to venture too far. They were making out, not diving into bed, she reasoned.

Cal did not have the same reservations. She grabbed the back of the alpha's neck and pressed a searing kiss into her mouth; meanwhile, her hand rested on her chest and squeezed her breast through the many layers of clothes she had on.

Jules keened, her mouth opened, inviting the domineering omega to slide her tongue against hers. Juliette was surprised but responded in kind. Her hands cupped Cal's ass and pressed her further into her lap.  How was she so hard already?  She broke their kiss and heavied gulps of air on her shoulder. She pinned the omega's hips in place, rutting into the hot core she could feel through her jeans.

Cal moaned by her ear, biting its lobe, "I want your clothes off."

They were in the carriage, still cold inside it, but she would've risked frostbite. Jules sat up and pulled her sweater over her head along with one of the undershirts she had that clung to it, leaving her in a white tan top. She stared up at Cal, biting her lip, nervous energy still clinging to her veins "You too?"

The omega perched on her lap and smirked. Wordlessly, she pushed her peacoat off her shoulders and dropped it to the carriage floor. Then slowly, watching Juliette's rapid eye movement, she pulled up her black undershirt, revealing dark skin inch by inch. 

The alpha could have had a nosebleed when she pulled the shirt past her ribcage. Her bra's full bright green cups were striking an irresistible contract against her skin. 

Her hair fell in a cascade as she finished taking it off. She wiggled her hips onto the alpha's clothed cock.

Juliette flushed and ground into it. She rested her hands behind her to remain seated upright "Merlin, Cali." She moaned, "You don't know what you're doing to me."

Cal leaned forward and cupped her cheek as she kissed her "Think I got an idea."

Feeling brave, she reached up, grasping her tit. They were soft and warm through her bra. She squeezed experimentally. She loved getting Cal to moan, could replay the sound and timber of it over and over "Can I ask what we're doing here without sounding like a complete knothead?"

"You're not the type, Jules." She pushed her back and ran her thumb over her bottom lip "I just wanted to do this. Didn't really have a plan getting this far."

Juliette's hand joined on Cal's full chest, mirroring soft and hard squeezes and pressed her thumbs against her nipples "The way you said that implies you had a plan about some of this?"

The omega closed her eyes, mouth parted slightly as she leaned into Juliette's ministrations "A bit." She whispered, licking her parched lips.

She pressed her thumbs into her nipples hard, really massaging her chest "Talk to me. Tell me what you wanna do."

Cal swore, grabbing her wrists and encouraging the rough treatment of her breasts. She grounded her hips into the seam of her jeans. Those dark eyes pinned her into place, pupils were blown wide. Her ruby red lips, swollen from kissing, took a moment to form the words, "I wanna sit on your face."

The alpha swallowed, mouth-watering at the thought.  Inexperience be damned  "Okay."

"Okay?"

"Fuck yea."

They connected frantically, kissing and nipping each other's lips. Juliette pinched off her bra and grabbed for her tits again. They were soft and heavy, slightly bigger than her hands.  An image hit her of getting to place her cock between her breasts.  Her dick thumped painfully in her jeans in agreement. She didn't want to focus on that. Jules wanted to please the omega in her arms. She reached down for the edge of Cal's leggings and hooked her thumbs in. 

The omega sat up, helping her shove the leggings and her soaking panties to her knees. The Hufflepuff moaned, finding the wetness between her thighs.  Was she this turned on just for her?  Her alpha brain was rotting into sweet slushy at the thought. She took a moment to explore, unable to tear her lips from Calliope. She hadn't ever gone this far with anyone, but she had a general idea of the layout. Juliette found her clit and circled it, much like she did to her own, to coax it into its larger form. 

She swallowed Cal's moan and lowered her mouth to her neck.  Merlin, she smelled so good.  The omega's scent had filled the cabin, but here at her neck, where it was most prominent, it was heavenly. Like finding a candle, she would risk burning her nose on the fire to get closer to the scent. Cal grabbed her wrist, urging her hand lower "In." She demanded.

In. Oh, that was all Juliette wanted.  She followed Cal's urgings, her nails bumping at the entrance. She pressed two fingers inside; her slickness allowed her to sink down to the knuckle. The omega's cunt was burning hot and gripped her fingers in a vice. Juliette struggled to move and fuck her in this spot, but Cal ground her clit into the palm. She kissed the site under the omega's ear "Don't you want to ride my face?"

Cal's knee-length boots didn't allow her leggings to be pushed down. It didn't seem a problem for her as she pushed off Juliette's shoulder to stand. The alpha lay down and helped guide Cal until both knees were on either side of her head, her hair freed from being accidentally pinned, and her sex was an inch from her mouth.

She didn't realize how pink the omega would be.  Juliette didn't have much time to appreciate it. Being this close to her heat made her feel drunk. She parted her lips with her tongue and found her clit, pushing Cal into her face by cupping her ass. The omega's fingers curled into her wheat-colored hair and bucked into her tongue. She could barely breathe, and she did not care. She wanted Cal to use her face and tongue; however, she wanted it if it meant getting her off. She closed her eyes and relished the taste of honey and vanilla as her wetness coated her chin.

Her cock desperately wanted attention, but the most she did was adjust it, so it wasn't digging into the zipper of her jeans. Instead, she lifted Cal's hips high enough to allow room for her hand to sink back inside. The omega was so wet and eager that she bounced on her face, fucking herself on the alpha's fingers. Juliette surrendered to being used. Her jealous cock bucked in the air. Without being touched, she felt like she was getting close.

She willed it away, sucking harder on Cal's nub. She tensed her forearm and fucked her hard and fast. Cal doubled over, nails scraped on the alpha's skull. Her thighs squeezed around her head.  If this was how Jules would die, it was so worth it.  She curled her fingers, and Cal lost all breath, stilled as her cunt rippled around her fingers. Juliette looked up and saw her slacked jaw, silently cumming on her face.

No amount of magic would be able to burn the image from her brain. Her stomach coiled. She felt it coming too fast to ever stop it. Her left hand reached down and squeezed her dick through her jeans. It didn't help. Juliette shivered, bucked into her hand, couldn't stop the floodgates and came.

Both girls were spent. Cal got off her, kneeling by her head and kissing her cheek. She pushed a sticky strand of hair over Juliette's ear "Want me to take care of you now?"

The alpha flushed bright red "I- um," She looked down at the mess she made. Her jeans had a wet spot, and she could feel how sticky her boy shorts were.

Cal grabbed her cheek "That's so hot." She kissed her even though her mouth and cheeks were still covered in her slick.

The carriage soon came to a stop. The witches, wands at the ready, cleaned themselves up as if nothing had happened. But she was sure that despite the Tergeo charm, the scent they left would take hours to dissipate. With her hat and mitten recovered, the two girls stepped out. Her instinct was to wrap an arm around the omega's waist, but there was still so much to be said.  What had all of that meant? Still friends? Maybe more?

Juliette took the safer route, digging her hands into her jean pockets "So Butterbeer or dresses first?"

"Butterbeer." Cal confirmed, taking the first steps into the bustle of students that had arrived much earlier than them "And a meal, you wore me out."

She felt a spark of pride shoot through her.  Okay, they were talking about it outside the confines of the carriage  "Anytime." Juliette smiled and held out her hand. 

Cal took it. They locked their fingers and joined in the thrum of students transversing the High Street of Hogsmeade.

They stood in line, waiting for a table at the Three Broomsticks, chatting about the Ball and their plans for winter break. The girls were drawing closer and closer together. Whether because of the noise levels of the pub or the students crowded around them. She had an arm wrapped around Cal's waist. She couldn't stop smiling; her cheeks almost hurt from it. Cal was touching her chest and arms and interlocking their hands, and for the first time, she was glad to be an alpha. She was proud and wanted to posture for the witch. Receiving praising touches, looks, and smiles in return made her feel like she had found her place in the world. 

Out on the streets, a commotion drew the eyes of everyone within the pub. Students were crowding around, and she could hear chanting going on.  Juliette got a bad feeling creeping up her spine.  She tugged on Cal "Come on."

The girls, along with many of the patrons within the Three Broomsticks, flooded into the street. Outside, she could hear people chanting, "Wizard Duel!"

Her height made it impossible to see over the shoulders and heads of the other students. Cal grabbed her shoulder "I'll give you a boost." She cupped her hands together.

Juliette grabbed her shoulders and stepped onto her hands. She was lifted into the air and in the middle of the crowd, having formed a circle around them, were two wizards. She knew that jacket from anywhere "Ben!" She leapt out of Cal's hands and shoved her way through the crowd. Many growled and yelled at her, but she showed her teeth back and demanded to be let through.

She stumbled into the circle; her wand had naturally fallen into her hand. She watched as Ben was squaring off against Noah. Phillipa, one of the only ones in the crowd screaming at them to stop.

Juliette was in dangerous waters here. Not only was getting in between two wizards not a great circumstance but breaking up a fight between alphas was certainly a  foo pah . She shouted, "Ben! Stop! You're going to get in trouble!"

She could see the tears streaming down his face. He barely glanced her way "I-" He slung a spell out "Don't-" Another one assaulted Noah faster than the last. It dropped him to one knee " Care! " Ben wound up his wand, preparing to strike him at close range.

" Expelliarmus! " Juliette disarmed her friend, catching his wand as it soared to her. She bowed slightly, trying to dissuade his anger "Ben, please, he's down. It's over." She stepped towards him, holding out a hand.

His anger was not so easily pushed aside. He strode towards her "Give me my wand Juliette.  Give me my wand! " He slapped her outstretched.

She growled and shoved at his chest " I said stop! "

Ben's eyes narrowed at her snarl "You really want to do this?" He began slowly circling her in a challenge.

She matched his stride. Some part of her wanted to calm him down, to find reason. But that part was slowly becoming distant, a faint light in a tunnel. This part of her that was tensing for a fight, feeling primal and raw, wanted this. She tossed the wands aside "No magic."

"Fine." He shrugged his jacket off.

They hadn't ever been in a fight before. Sure, some rough housing and tickle fights. But never punching. It showed. Juliette had tucked her thumb wrong, and the first hit hurt her worse than it did Ben. His footing was all off, and one hard swing clipped Juliette's shoulder, making him tumble to the ground and shout in pain when he landed on his ribs. She got on top of him, hitting his arms as he shielded his face. She was quickly running out of steam. They traded blows, but they felt like nothing, did nothing. In the end, they rolled to the ground, holding each other.

Ben sobbed into her chest. Juliette cried, tired and broken, feeling his pain. She kissed his forehead, sloppy and wet.

A professor's booming voice finally reached the fight circle, turned crying circle "You three! Back to the castle at once!"

She heard Noah whine. The crowd seemed glad it was all over since the best friend fight had turned sappy instead of bloody.

Ben wiped his face and stood, helping Juliette up. They traded smiles. He put an arm around her shoulders, and she put an arm around his waist as they hobbled to the professor to meet with their punishments. Fear struck through her "Shit, Cal." She scanned the crowd, but there were still a lot of students in the street, parting the way only forward to head back to Hogwarts.

"Cal?" Ben asked, looking around as well.

"Calliope Burns. It's a long story."

"Juliette!" She could hear the raven-haired witch approaching them to their left. She held up their wands and Ben's jacket "You forgot these."

Juliette accepted her wand, thankful to have it back in her possession. She looked up at her and gave her a half-smile, wiping her nose as she felt a trickle of blood come down it "Sorry about all this."

Ben nodded "I should be the one apologizing."

Cal shrugged, cool exterior as ever "No worries, I get it." She jabbed her finger at the alpha's chest "But you owe me a date."

Juliette bit the inside of her lip, and feeling cheeky, she asked, "A friend date?"

"I don't want to be friends." She grabbed the alpha by the front of her sweater, half pulling her away from Ben and kissed her.

"Ms Fairmont, Mr Wheeler!" The professor called over the crowd, glaring at their teenage tomfoolery.

Calliope let her go "I'll see ya tomorrow." She turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Ben stared at her wide-eyed, mouth curving into a colossal smile.

"Some time today!" The professor called out.

They jogged up, Ben ribbing her, "Well, I could use a good, long story right about now."

Chapter Text

The Headmaster had been generous considering the circumstances. This also had not been the first time Noah had done this sort of thing. He secretly dated an alpha boy who had turned into a fight when the truth came to light.

Ben was to meet up with Noah at Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop, but Noah had come in with Phillipa on his arm, clearly still together. At first, Ben was confused. Thought maybe Noah would make some big announcement, confession of love, but when no such thing occurred, Ben began to leave the tea shop. Noah stopped him and taunted him. Asked him when Ben was going to stop following him around like a love-sick puppy.

And that's when the fight began.

Juliette held her best friend's hand through his retelling to the Headmaster and fought back, sneering when Noah tried to counter Ben's story.

The Headmaster dismissed them with detention slips and went straight to the nurse's office. They opted to walk together slowly to give themselves a berth from Noah.

Ben patted Juliette on the back "Well, guess it just took getting a girlfriend to let your alpha out, huh?"

She rolled her eyes, too tired to slap his hand "She is not my girlfriend. Yet."

He scrunched his face up "Mhmm, Lette, hello? Are we on the same planet? Plus, if she is your girlfriend, you can finally pop that pesty little cherry of yours. You get to lose it at the Ball too. That is so romantic."

"Really?" The thought excited and scared her. Calliope hadn't even touched her, and she came "What if I'm-" She blushed, "Okay, there was one thing I left out on the recap."

"If you admit it, I am willing to forget and forgive."

"We didn't just make out in the carriage." She closed her eyes, preparing for the classic Benjamin Wheeler assault.

He screamed, "You! Are you telling me that you-"

She pressed her hand against his mouth "Shh! I don't think everyone in the Astrology tower heard you. No, I, we didn't all the way." She bit her lip and spilt it out quickly to get it over with "I ate her out."

Ben pumped his fists "I am so proud of you."

"Be a proud Dad later. I told you because I wanted some advice." She sighed "She didn't even touch me and-" She pressed her hands into her pockets and looked down at herself.

"And you totally creamed your pants, didn't you?" He finished her words and patted her on the shoulder "Happens to the best of us."

"So let's say, hypothetically, she wants to do it, and I'm ready. How do I not become One Minute Fairmont?"

Calliope had told her that she would see her tomorrow but hadn't set a time or place.

Juliette opted to head for the Grand Hall and grab some breakfast. Cal usually came in late anyway. She was engrossed in a conversation with Ben. He was in full spirits, talking about a new boy. She didn't know him, a Gryfindor, appearently that had been a witness to the fight and was a year their junior. She was glad to see him hopeful and not in hiding.

She hadn't clocked Cal until she was right behind her. Cal slid her arms over her shoulders "Morning."

The alpha blushed "Hey, you. Saved you a seat." She scooted over.

Calliope remained standing "Gotcha something, come on." She offered her a hand.

She took it, following the omega out of the Grand Hall.

Ben wolf-whistled, "Don't let her bite off too much of you, Lette!"

They arrived at their door on the seventh floor. 

Juliette giggled, being pulled along "What did you get me?"

"And ruin the surprise when we're right here?" Cal opened the door for her.

When Jules stepped inside, everything looked the same, but where her writing desk usually was at the door, the wall was pushed further back, and in its place, a bed. She hummed in question at the sudden restructuring of their study room, but her eyes fell on a dress and a suit hanging by the frosted window. It was a stunning blue with shoulders decorated in flowers and vines on the shoulders. Juliette approached it slowly, touching the blue fabric, then the suit "Are you planning on wearing a suit?"

Cal stood in the middle of the room, arms crossed over her chest "I can clean up pretty good for it."

"You're amazing." Juliette crossed the space between them and hugged her "Thank you." She muttered into her collarbone, inhaling her scent. Her gaze landed on the bed once more "So do you know why there's a bed in here?"

Cal shrugged "It was in here when I was putting the stuff in here. Thought you did it." Her hand curled around her chin "But if it's here, I can think of a few good ways to utilize it." She kissed her.

Juliette sunk into the kiss until her breath was stolen away. When the omega pushed for more and guided her to the bed, she pulled away. She was not ready.  She hadn't done what Ben told her to do, and she did not want to disappoint Cal  "I sh-should show Ben the dress! He is going to love it."

The omega looked puzzled "Okay." Those dark eyes examined her like she would find something if she looked hard enough "You feeling alright?"

Juliette turned her back to her.  It was easier to lie if she didn't have to look at her  "Yup!" She scooped the fabric of her dress, holding it "This is really nice material. I've never been super into fashion-"

The taller witch hugged her from behind "Jules, what's up? We don't have to do anything." She buried her head into her neck "I just thought you'd want to."

She let go of the dress and covered Calliope's arms with her hands "I do, want to." She confessed, "But I don't want to.. be disappointing."

She could feel a smirk at her throat "Oh? That? I told you, it was hot."

Juliette groaned "You won't think so if I cum the second I'm inside you."

Cal's hands moved up and down the sides of her white blouse "Maybe I'd like that." She bit her ear "As long as I get to get you hard enough again to fuck me properly." Her hand danced across her thighs, teasing the line of her checkered skirt "However many times it takes."

The alpha gasped, loving the sound of that. She was already wet and getting harder by the second "I-I'd like that." She pressed her hands into the wall to hold herself up.

Cal groped her tit with one hand and loosened her yellow and black tie "Then let me see you, all of you." Her hand left her tie half undone and massaged her other breast.

With shaky hands, she unfasted the buttons of her shirt. 

The taller girl pushed it off her shoulders and moved her hands away from her chest to undo her bra. She scooped her breasts in those long, slender hands "You're so pretty." She sucked on her neck, nipping the delicate skin "I want everyone to know you're mine. Can I, Jules?"

Juliette sucked in a breath through her teeth " Yess ."

She found a spot high on her neck, no covering it up. Not like she'd ever want to. Cal sucked hard, leaving a mark. Her long slender fingers groped her chest. Her thumbs rubbed over her nipples until they were hardened peaks. It drove endless shivers through her core. Her cock was aching.

Spinning in their embrace, Juliette kissed her. She stepped forward, her hand on her stomach to guide them backwards.

Cal redirected until the alpha's knees hit the edge of the bed. She stepped back, looking at the mess she had made of Juliette. The omega looked damn well pleased "By the time I'm done," She ripped her shirt off, "you should be too."

Juliette sat, awestruck as more and more naked skin was revealed. Her erection had tented her skirt.  Calliope was beautiful.  Her body was lithe and muscular for a wizard. Her legs were exceptionally toned. With her time ticking away, Jules kicked off her shoes and socks; and forced her skirt and underwear off in one go.

The taller witch giggled, casting off her panties, adding to the pile haphazardly on the floor. She sunk to her knees between the alpha's legs. She kissed her thighs, teasing.

"Cal, please." She carted her fingers through her raven hair, urging her to take care of her where she needed her most. But the omega took her sweet time. She kissed and sucked and left marks on her light skin. Juliette's pulse was racing; she could see it in the veins of her cock, thrumming in time to her heartbeat.

Finally, she was given mercy. Juliette tried desperately to still her hips from going to a full rut and fucking her face. She watched the tip of her cock disappear between ruby red lips. Cal's hand stroked her base while she sucked the cockhead. Her tongue devel at the slit, collecting her precum and swallowing it. Her mouth was burning hot and tight. She did not know how long she was going to last.

She dipped the fingers of her other hand to Juliette's entrance, circling it. She popped her swollen dick from her mouth "Can I play with you here too?"

Most female alphas might have an issue with having someone inside them. Some just because theirs were much smaller. Others because of their pride. Juliette hadn't tried, but she was willing "Sure, j-just one, though."

Cal was gentle, pressed forward past her entrance. It was a tight fit, even just one finger.

Juliette's eyes rolled back as she curled her finger. She could feel it reaching the deepest part of her cock's base, where it grew from her clit. She was shaking, the pit of her stomach coiled. 

Cal's mouth returned to her cockhead, sucking and bobbing her head.

The alpha squeezed her shoulder "I'm gonna-" She couldn't form the words. It was like the tides had spilt. She split apart and did not know how she would ever pull herself back together. Juliette came, and when her vision cleared, she watched Cal swallowing it.  She could faint.  Jules laid back and collapsed on the bed. She muttered incoherently as Cal joined her, snuggling into her arms, "That was, wow. So good."

A giggle burst from Cal "I'm glad." She kissed her.

Juliette could taste herself on her lips. Salty, but she could not really appreciate the nuances of her own flavor. She reached for the omega's hip, pressing their bodies together. As they continued to kiss, trading dashes of tongues on hungry lips, Jules slipped her leg between Cal's thighs.

The taller girl took the offer, sliding her slick cunt on her thigh.

Juliette turned and got on top of Cal, digging her thigh harder into her pussy. She stared at her body, taking time to really appreciate it. Her hips were wider than her chest, and her thighs had a little extra fat that made them feel so soft. The alpha could spot the little imperfections in her skin, the stretch marks on her sides from growing too fast. She fell in love with each new thing she found, tracing her fingers along them.  Love.  It was a little too soon to say aloud, but she could hear it echo in each pulse of her veins. Juliette smiled;  this was one secret she would keep until the time was right.

"Why are you smiling like that?" The omega's index tapped her chin.

She shook her head "Nothing, I'm just happy." Jules leaned down and nuzzled her neck. She dragged her lips from her neck until she reached her breasts' curve. She nipped at the side before she took a dusty nipple between her lips and sucked. She took her time, being soft and licking until it was a stiff peak. It had only been a few minutes, but her cock made another appearance.

Cal shifted the grip of her thighs until Juliette's dick was pressed against her hot wet pussy and growing to its entire length.

The alpha moaned around her nipple and rutted into her sex "Are you close to your heat?"

"I get mine in the summer. You?" She reached down, taking hold of her cock and guiding the head to rub into her clit.

Juliette licked her lips "Same." They were really doing this. She was nervous but ready; she dared to make one last request "Can I mount you?"

The omega's eyes grew dark "Fuck, Jules, yes."

They kissed and moved towards the middle of the bed. Cal turned around, getting on her hands and knees.

Juliette behind her, pulling apart the pretty pink petals of her cunt. It was easy enough to line up her head. She held onto the curve of her generous hips and pushed forward. She moaned, fitting the first few inches inside. Jules breathed, trying to adjust to the sensation. Cal was tight but not impossibly so. She could feel her drawing her further in, welcoming her cock. She went slow, not wanting to accidentally hurt the omega.

Cal squirmed beneath her "Jules, please. I'm ready, baby. Fuck me."

Blood rushed out of her head and straight to her cock. Juliette whined and thrust, planting her cock to the base. Sparks felt like they were surging through her.  If she hadn't cum before, she would have now.  She was able to hold back and take Cal's hips and rut. Getting to mount her was a dream. She felt so in control and powerful. The alpha also had an unrestricted view of her omega quivering before her. Loved to watch Cal's arms give out from holding herself up.

The only shame was she was too short to kiss her from here.

It was a hard-fought task, her pussy felt so good, but Juliette withdrew herself from Cal. The omega whined. She shushed her, flipped her onto her back, and settled in between her thighs. The alpha kissed her beautiful, tall omega and eagerly tried to enter her again. Her cockhead bumped a few times falsely before she caught back inside. Cal wrapped her legs around her and grabbed the back of her neck to suck at her alpha's pulse.

Juliette thrust, losing her rhythm and biting back her release.  It was so hard.  She wanted to get her omega to cum for her. 

Cal's mouth moved up to her ear and bit the lobe "You're close, aren't you?"

Jules whined in response.

"Remember what I said, baby? Don't hold back. I want it," She shuddered as Juliette picked up the pace, fucking her harder "Then, you're going to clean me up and fuck me again." Cal moaned, gripping the alpha's biceps "Until- I cum." The omega reached between them, rubbing her clit " I'm close. " She gasped.

The alpha had lost herself in the rut, barreling down, unable to stop. She could feel how tight Calliope was getting around her cock. She wanted to last and allow her partner time to finish.  Juliette could help it.  She bucked, burying herself as deep as her pussy would go as her hot seed poured from her, coating Cal's insides. The alpha shuddered, vision going blank as waves and waves of cum made her cock pulse.

Cal was grinding on her, furiously rubbing her clit.

She was still hard. With a second wind, Juliette gripped her omega's shoulder and fucked her. Her cum dribbled from her pussy, adding to the hard, wet slaps.

Cal's fingers scratched her back and bit her full red lip. She made a slight sound, a cry before her hand stilled.

Juliette looked down at her hopefully.

The omega wrapped her arms around her small partner and kissed her forehead "Mine."

Jules squeezed her waist "Mine." 

They sighed and snuggled together, falling asleep.

Juliette had taken a break from the Ball. She had moved outside, leaning on a railing, watching the snowfall. She might have had magic in her veins, but seeing the beauty of the Hogwarts grounds in the winter was breathtaking.

"Hey." A familiar voice greeted her, taking up residence in the spot beside her. Cal's hair was still pinned up and combed back, but the buttons of her suit had been undone more and more as the night went on, leaving her vest open "Mind if I join you?"

The alpha found her hand instinctually "Not at all."

They continued to watch silently as the snow continued to fall. Juliette thought about telling her secret now. She glanced at Calliope's side profile.  No, she'll keep it a little longer.