FIC: Teacher's Pet, Part 22 (Charlie/Draco, PG-13)
Title: Teacher's Pet, Part 22
Author: gracerene
Pairing: Charlie/Draco
Word Count: ~800
Rating: PG-13 this part, NC-17 overall
Warnings: professor/student
Challenge: hp-may-madness 2016 Day #22: ride, bare, lilacs, "Wait for it"
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd.
Part 21
"I've got a surprise for you today, class." Charlie announced. Draco was only half paying attention. He was too busy scrutinising the large, attractive blond man at Charlie's side in the short-sleeved lilac-printed shirt-seriously, lilacs. Maybe he was the surprise, though Draco didn't think he made a very good one. The man was tall and broad, with piercing blue eyes and an easy smile. The biceps flexing in his bare arms looked like they were probably as big as Draco's head. Draco tried not to scowl.
The man had been joking and laughing with Charlie when Draco had arrived to class, and his stomach squirmed at the obvious closeness between them. It was clear that they were friends, and Draco hated that he immediately felt on edge.
"Alright, class, follow me," Charlie said, as he turned to walk towards the forest. "Draco, would you mind coming here, please."
Draco fell into step behind Charlie and the mystery man, not liking the assessing gleam in the blond man's eyes as he looked Draco over.
"Draco, this is Sven, he's an old friend of mine. Sven this is Draco, he's the reason you're here." Draco furrowed his brows at this bizarre pronouncement, but Sven only looked wickedly delighted.
"Really, Charlie? I think you may have left out a few key details in our discussion last night."
The tips of Charlie's ears turned red and Draco's jaw tightened. Charlie had said he had professor obligations yesterday when Draco had asked if he wanted to spend time together. Time that Draco had hoped would lead to Draco moaning into one of Charlie's pillows. Instead of work, it sounded like Charlie had spent that time catching up with an old…friend.
"Last night?" Draco said, his light tone threaded with an undeniable undercurrent of steely anger. "How nice that you were able to finish up all of those teaching responsibilities in time to catch up with...Sven." Charlie's eyes widened at Draco's tone and he shot Sven a glare when he snorted a small laugh. Draco had had enough. "If you don't need anything else, professor, I think I'd like to…" Draco turned to move towards the back of the group, far away from Charlie and Sven.
"No, wait, Draco," Charlie's hand shot out as if to stop him, but faltered at the last minute. "Stay. Please? I promise it'll all make sense in a minute. Just wait for it."
Frustration built in Draco's gut, but he stayed, curious as to what Charlie thought would make Draco's anger evaporate. Charlie paused as the crested a small hill, and Draco looked down into the tree-ringed valley. His breath caught.
There, surrounded by several wizards, was a gorgeous baby dragon. The sunlight glinted off its pearly scales, and even from this distance, Draco could see the brilliance of its multi-colored eyes. An Antipodean Opaleye.
"I used to work with Sven at the reserve in Romania. He brought Darius here for our class."
Draco turned to look at Charlie, his eyes still probably filled with wonder. "I-that must have taken a lot of work to arrange."
Charlie nodded."Yes, well, it's only fair that all the final year students have a chance to see the beast they're studying first hand. What do you think?"
"This is amazing. You're amazing." Down below, the dragon coughed a tiny jet of vivid red flame. He was just a baby, but he already looked fierce. Draco couldn't believe Potter had been insane enough to actually ride one of these beasts when it was full-grown. The light rippled along the scales of the dragon's back, and Draco's heart expanded. "He's gorgeous."
"Yeah, he is." Draco could tell Charlie wasn't looking at the dragon, and his cheeks went red as the Opaleye's flame. Thankfully, Charlie turned back towards the group, giving Draco a moment to still his frantically beating heart.
"Gather round, class. This is the most dangerous and magical creature we've seen yet. Many witches and wizards go their whole lives without seeing a dragon; this is a once in a lifetime opportunity."
Draco slipped back into the crowd of students, listening eagerly to Charlie and Sven's insights. Even Sven's shirt seemed to be less offensive in this new, post-dragon existence. The man in question began gesticulating wildly, and Draco took the opportunity to sneak another peek at the dragon, now curled up on the ground, one jeweled eye open and watching the wizards keeping monitoring him.
Draco caught Charlie's eye as he turned back to listen to Sven. The fond look in Charlie's eyes and the small smile gracing his face filled Draco's chest with the same expansive warmth he'd felt when seeing the dragon for the first time. The dragon that Charlie had brought all the way to Hogwarts just for Draco. The warmth intensified.
Draco couldn't stop grinning.
Part 23
Author: gracerene
Pairing: Charlie/Draco
Word Count: ~800
Rating: PG-13 this part, NC-17 overall
Warnings: professor/student
Challenge: hp-may-madness 2016 Day #22: ride, bare, lilacs, "Wait for it"
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd.
Part 21
"I've got a surprise for you today, class." Charlie announced. Draco was only half paying attention. He was too busy scrutinising the large, attractive blond man at Charlie's side in the short-sleeved lilac-printed shirt-seriously, lilacs. Maybe he was the surprise, though Draco didn't think he made a very good one. The man was tall and broad, with piercing blue eyes and an easy smile. The biceps flexing in his bare arms looked like they were probably as big as Draco's head. Draco tried not to scowl.
The man had been joking and laughing with Charlie when Draco had arrived to class, and his stomach squirmed at the obvious closeness between them. It was clear that they were friends, and Draco hated that he immediately felt on edge.
"Alright, class, follow me," Charlie said, as he turned to walk towards the forest. "Draco, would you mind coming here, please."
Draco fell into step behind Charlie and the mystery man, not liking the assessing gleam in the blond man's eyes as he looked Draco over.
"Draco, this is Sven, he's an old friend of mine. Sven this is Draco, he's the reason you're here." Draco furrowed his brows at this bizarre pronouncement, but Sven only looked wickedly delighted.
"Really, Charlie? I think you may have left out a few key details in our discussion last night."
The tips of Charlie's ears turned red and Draco's jaw tightened. Charlie had said he had professor obligations yesterday when Draco had asked if he wanted to spend time together. Time that Draco had hoped would lead to Draco moaning into one of Charlie's pillows. Instead of work, it sounded like Charlie had spent that time catching up with an old…friend.
"Last night?" Draco said, his light tone threaded with an undeniable undercurrent of steely anger. "How nice that you were able to finish up all of those teaching responsibilities in time to catch up with...Sven." Charlie's eyes widened at Draco's tone and he shot Sven a glare when he snorted a small laugh. Draco had had enough. "If you don't need anything else, professor, I think I'd like to…" Draco turned to move towards the back of the group, far away from Charlie and Sven.
"No, wait, Draco," Charlie's hand shot out as if to stop him, but faltered at the last minute. "Stay. Please? I promise it'll all make sense in a minute. Just wait for it."
Frustration built in Draco's gut, but he stayed, curious as to what Charlie thought would make Draco's anger evaporate. Charlie paused as the crested a small hill, and Draco looked down into the tree-ringed valley. His breath caught.
There, surrounded by several wizards, was a gorgeous baby dragon. The sunlight glinted off its pearly scales, and even from this distance, Draco could see the brilliance of its multi-colored eyes. An Antipodean Opaleye.
"I used to work with Sven at the reserve in Romania. He brought Darius here for our class."
Draco turned to look at Charlie, his eyes still probably filled with wonder. "I-that must have taken a lot of work to arrange."
Charlie nodded."Yes, well, it's only fair that all the final year students have a chance to see the beast they're studying first hand. What do you think?"
"This is amazing. You're amazing." Down below, the dragon coughed a tiny jet of vivid red flame. He was just a baby, but he already looked fierce. Draco couldn't believe Potter had been insane enough to actually ride one of these beasts when it was full-grown. The light rippled along the scales of the dragon's back, and Draco's heart expanded. "He's gorgeous."
"Yeah, he is." Draco could tell Charlie wasn't looking at the dragon, and his cheeks went red as the Opaleye's flame. Thankfully, Charlie turned back towards the group, giving Draco a moment to still his frantically beating heart.
"Gather round, class. This is the most dangerous and magical creature we've seen yet. Many witches and wizards go their whole lives without seeing a dragon; this is a once in a lifetime opportunity."
Draco slipped back into the crowd of students, listening eagerly to Charlie and Sven's insights. Even Sven's shirt seemed to be less offensive in this new, post-dragon existence. The man in question began gesticulating wildly, and Draco took the opportunity to sneak another peek at the dragon, now curled up on the ground, one jeweled eye open and watching the wizards keeping monitoring him.
Draco caught Charlie's eye as he turned back to listen to Sven. The fond look in Charlie's eyes and the small smile gracing his face filled Draco's chest with the same expansive warmth he'd felt when seeing the dragon for the first time. The dragon that Charlie had brought all the way to Hogwarts just for Draco. The warmth intensified.
Draco couldn't stop grinning.
Part 23