Log: A Slytherin/Gryffindor Lovers Parade!"
WHO: Harry, Draco, Merlin, McGonnagal
WHAT: Fixing Draco
WHEN: Last weekish
WHERE: Shed Castle
WITH: A little BJ at the very end(R-NC). but mostly a lot of giggling Draco.
Harry sighed holding the bundle in a hammock by his stomach as he knocked on the shed door awkwardly.
"Come on down, lads come on down!" Merlin shouted from somewhere inside.
Harry slipped in following the voice, "Merlin?"
"Just go through the door and down the stairs!" he shouted up. There were some hushed voices (one sounding suspiciously like Harry's former Transfigurations professor) floating up from below.
He blinked, "Was that MCgonnagal?" he asked the bump under his shirt.
Draco sleepily chittered and curled into a tighter ball.
He rolled his eyes, "Well you're a great deal of help, thank you." he replied walking down the stairs.
As they entered the common area, Merlin approached, oblivious of the familiar tabby sunning herself at a false window - apparently not wishing to deign acknowledging anyone existed at the moment. "Ah young Harry - You have Draco with you, I suppose?"
He nodded pulling Draco out from under his jumper and looking at the cat worriedly
"Oh dear dear dear," Merlin clucked, looking at the little ermine, curled up tighter than a Tribble. "Bring him along, he'll have to change back to take the potion," he said, turning and leading them toward his rooms.
The cat looked at Harry, blinked and settled down - not interested in chasing the fuzzy white creature he held.
Harry looked away uncertainly following Merlin into his potions rooms.
"Set him down," Merlin motioned to a chair, " and come here," he said, picking up an ornate knife.
He blinked setting Draco down "Love youhave to change back." he replied before walking to Merlin.
Merlin explained to Harry that he'd have to cut himself and bleed into the cauldron. He didn't get further than that before a shivering irate blonde yanked the knife away from him. "BLOOD M,AGIC?! You're supposed to be one of the good guys. You're not bleeding Harry!"
Harry stared at him, "Draco give him back the knife."
"I'm not letting you do blood magic," Draco said through tightly chattering teeth.
The cat from the windowsill came from nowhere and swiped her claws at Draco's ankles, as though telling him to stop being an idiot.
He sighed holding his hand out for the knife.
"Why you mangy-" Draco aimed a kick at the cat and a moment later found himself suspended from the ground by magic, immobile and silent.
Merlin took the knife from him and handed it to Harry - ignoring Draco as he explained to the young Gryffindor that the blood had to be freely given, seven drops, and in a few moments Draco could take the potion. Purely for Draco's consideration he mentioned that Godric and Salazar had had no problem with it - and purely enjoyed the outraged look in Draco's eyes.
Harry sighed taking the knife, "Don't worry love." he murmured cutting into his palm with the knife.
Merlin counted then stirred after Harry'd pulled away, then put the potion into a goblet. "Now, shall I free him, or should we force-feed him?" He asked Harry...and the cat. The cat mewed and hopped onto the table to watch from spectacle marked eyes.
"Please free him, "Harry asked softly wrapping his hand up.
Merlin did so, and Draco (wisely) kept his mouth shut as he was set back on the ground. He reluctantly took the goblet and drank down.
He leaned against the bench looking over at Draco worriedly before stepping forward to see if it was having any effect. "Draco?"
Is anything happening?"
"Nothing seems to be...Gnahh!" Draco curled up around his stomach.
He lunged forward pulling him close, "Draco...Draco?" He called looking at Merlin. "Is he okay?"
"He'll be alright - it's his blood learning how to run warm again," Merlin cast a spell on Draco, causing him to fall unconscious.
He carried Draco's weight pulling him into his arms. ""Where can I put him?"
"You can use Nymphadora's room - it's back through the common area, just off from Salazar's. There's an odd multi-coloured butterfly she put on the door - I believe she and Helga made it."
He nodded pulling Draco close watching over him worriedly. "Thank you." he replied pulling Draco out of the room and towards Nymphadora's
"You're quite welcome," Merlin replied, closing the door behind them as they left.
Harry pushed the door opened laying Draco on the bed running his hand over Draco's hair. before he sat on the side of the bed watching over him.
After the colour finally returned to Draco's skin, he woke with a quiet yawn. "Harry?"
A smile lit his face and he leaned over him carding his fingers through his hair, "You're awake, are you warm?"
"Mmmm blissfully..." Draco smiled softly.
"Really? It worked?" he laughed leaning in and kissing him happily, "Oh thank Merlin...literally."
Draco laughed and kissed him back, pulling him onto the bed for a cuddle.
He laughed cuddling him back. "Oh Kitten." he whispered nuzzling him in happiness. Ecstatic that he was safe and well.
"I'll bet you're one," Draco replied, chuckling as he snuggled him back, giving him lots of little kisses.
"Mmmm what a cat? I'm a cat person am I?" he asked with a soft chuckle peppering his face and catching his lips.
"Something ridiculously fluffy and playful, for certain," Draco replied before kissing him back.
He smiled happily at him. "Nothing wrong with playful." he whispered stroking his cheek. I like playful."
He grinned before blinking a bit and curling in soft green eyes watching smoky grey ones. "You will not believe who's in Merlin's chambers."
"Hm? Who?"
He pulled a face, "McGonnagal"
He whispered with a laugh taking his hand.
"Oh Merlin," Draco shook his head, a bit in shock. "That's... Oh I dont' want to think about THAT."
He nodded with a wince. "In his chambers...Oh M...just... yeah." he chuckled
"I guess we know who was keeping him warm, then," Draco sniggered.
"Oi" he laughed hitting him playfully, "I thought you didn't want to think on it."
"Merlin's a Slytherin, Merlin's a Slytherin," Draco teased.
He pulled a face, "That's not fair."he chuckled
"The Founder Of Our Magic!" Draco grinned. "Not A Gryffindor! Not a Ravenclaw! Not a Hufflepuff. He's a cunning bastard like us! HAH!"
"FOr all you know he's a mixture of all four, he's older than Slytherin."
he tried to point out rationally.
"Well... True. But he got the chill, same as I, same as Lord Salazar. That means the spell read him as Slytherin!"
He rolled his eyes, "Yes but that just means you're weaker than Gryffindors the lot of you."
"Without us." he teased, "You lot would have your toes snap off." he teased
Draco opened his mouth to retort, then grinned. "That's just because you need to save people. Gryffindors NEED Slytherins or they can't be Gryffindors."
Slytherins need Gryffindors or they wouldn't be able to cope."
He teased giving him an eskimo kiss and adoring every second of it.
.
"We would cope just fine," Draco sniffed, wrinkling his nose. "I'm willing to bet that spell was an ill-thought-out attempt at house unity. So it's obviously Hufflepuff's fault."
"It might not be." he whispered softly smiling kissing his wrinkled nose. "For all you know it's an old love story, maybe a Slytherin did it themselves to get the others to see how much need can transcend house barriers....or something."
"Romantics involving people having to be saved is more a Gryffindor thing," Draco pointed out with a smirk.
"Oh a Slytherin trying to frame a Gryffindor for it."
"It only hit Slytherins who HAD a Gryffindor," Draco mused. "I remember reading it in the Prophet."
"Well then ..." he shrugged, "Maybe it was to flush the Gryffindor lovers out?"
Draco began to retort, then closed his mouth and thought a moment. "....That's possible. One could see who was affected, and then who was around them in order to allow them to retain some function."
He shrugged He grinned, "Or maybe we should just be thankful there's a cure." he whispered kissing him.
"Perhaps.... I don't like that it's Blood Magic, though - people will likely have to go to him personally - Saint Mungo's won't use it, I'm sure."
"Maybe but at least Merlin can keep it under control then. And I don't think there's a great many of us affected.
"Twenty at most, I believe the last report was. I'll see about gathering people for private curing - I'm sure they would prefer that than going to Mungo's."
"You never know next year we might get our own parade."
"A parade," Draco laughed, hiding his face in Harry's shoulder.
"Why not? A Slytherin/Griffindor lovers parade."
Draco tried very much not to howl in laughter, the very idea giving him fits as he continued giggling into Harry's shoulder.
Harry smiled happily, "Mrs Weasley could make jumpers and we could have our own logo."
"no! No! Anything but.. but...," Draco gasped unable to say more, still laughing. "Stop!"
"Why? I think it's a great idea." he whispered into his hair grinning
Draco slapped Harry's side, weak with laughter. "Evil!"
"I'm not evil." he complaining laughing as he took his hand.
Draco nipped at him in retaliation, squeaking.
He laughed trying to capture his lips, giggling as he did so.
Draco kissed him back, smiling as he did so it was a little sloppy, he couldn't stop giggling.
Harry beamed, "Mmm i love you you giggling happy man."
Draco raised a finger to make him hush, but couldn't muster up the stern glare to go with it.
He laughed, "Yes you...adorable you...beautiful you."
Draco decided he shouldn't be the only one laughing, and set to tickling Harry in retaliation.
"No no no no no no!" he yelped in laughter begging as he tried to wriggle away
Draco grinned and pounced!
"No!" he yelled bucking and writhing on the bed.
Draco slowly managed to calm down while he tickled Harry mercilessly. "Payback!"
"No pl...please." he begged crying with laughter
Draco got in a few more tickles before holding Harry's arms down and leaning in for a kiss.
He laughed looking up at him breathlessly as he was pinned down. His eyes sparkling as he leaned up kissing him in return
Draco melted down against him as they kissed, then lay over him like a blanket. "How do you feel?" he asked breathlessly.
"RIght now? Incredible." He whispered his hands running down his back.
"Oh good," Draco smirked and kissed him again languidly.
"Even better now." he whispered kissing him back deeply his eyes closing blissfully.
Draco groaned softly, hands traveling along Harry, careful not to tug on anything sensitive and still bandaged.
"I've missed you." he whispered accepting the soreness leaning up against him.
Draco slipped a hand between them, teasing him just a bit. "Have you?"
He bit his lip his hips moving just a little. "Can't you tell>" he whispered.
"I want to hear you say it," he whispered back.
"I've missed you like crazy"
Draco unbuttoned Harry's jeans and slipped his hand inside while he leaned in and mouthed his ear.
He blushed arching back a little moving his ear against his mouth. "Oh love." he whispered pulling at Draco's slacks.
Draco squirmed against him, still nibbling on Harry's ear. He really really liked doing that.
He groaned softly. "Draco...please>" he whispered pulling the blonde's trousers down."
"Tell me what you want," Draco replied, moving to undress Harry and then himself.
"I want you...I want to feel you, I've missed your touch, missed so much of you."
"You'll have me, then," Draco replied, carefully undressing him and kissing down his body.
He groaned arching up against him. his hands moving up into his flaxen hair.
Draco gladly licked his way down, before wrapping his lips around his prize.
He whimpered his breath shuddering out as his fingers tangled in his hair.
Draco moaned low as he took Harry in as far as he could - missing the weight of him on his tongue.
"OH...Oh merlin." He whimpered his hand screwing up the coverlet as he writhed and bucked up
Draco stroked his hands up Harry's thighs as he gently began bobbing his head.
His toes curled up the heat pooling in his belly as he groaned out the long missed feel of Draco's hot mouth around him causing ecstacy/
WHAT: Fixing Draco
WHEN: Last weekish
WHERE: Shed Castle
WITH: A little BJ at the very end(R-NC). but mostly a lot of giggling Draco.
Harry sighed holding the bundle in a hammock by his stomach as he knocked on the shed door awkwardly.
"Come on down, lads come on down!" Merlin shouted from somewhere inside.
Harry slipped in following the voice, "Merlin?"
"Just go through the door and down the stairs!" he shouted up. There were some hushed voices (one sounding suspiciously like Harry's former Transfigurations professor) floating up from below.
He blinked, "Was that MCgonnagal?" he asked the bump under his shirt.
Draco sleepily chittered and curled into a tighter ball.
He rolled his eyes, "Well you're a great deal of help, thank you." he replied walking down the stairs.
As they entered the common area, Merlin approached, oblivious of the familiar tabby sunning herself at a false window - apparently not wishing to deign acknowledging anyone existed at the moment. "Ah young Harry - You have Draco with you, I suppose?"
He nodded pulling Draco out from under his jumper and looking at the cat worriedly
"Oh dear dear dear," Merlin clucked, looking at the little ermine, curled up tighter than a Tribble. "Bring him along, he'll have to change back to take the potion," he said, turning and leading them toward his rooms.
The cat looked at Harry, blinked and settled down - not interested in chasing the fuzzy white creature he held.
Harry looked away uncertainly following Merlin into his potions rooms.
"Set him down," Merlin motioned to a chair, " and come here," he said, picking up an ornate knife.
He blinked setting Draco down "Love youhave to change back." he replied before walking to Merlin.
Merlin explained to Harry that he'd have to cut himself and bleed into the cauldron. He didn't get further than that before a shivering irate blonde yanked the knife away from him. "BLOOD M,AGIC?! You're supposed to be one of the good guys. You're not bleeding Harry!"
Harry stared at him, "Draco give him back the knife."
"I'm not letting you do blood magic," Draco said through tightly chattering teeth.
The cat from the windowsill came from nowhere and swiped her claws at Draco's ankles, as though telling him to stop being an idiot.
He sighed holding his hand out for the knife.
"Why you mangy-" Draco aimed a kick at the cat and a moment later found himself suspended from the ground by magic, immobile and silent.
Merlin took the knife from him and handed it to Harry - ignoring Draco as he explained to the young Gryffindor that the blood had to be freely given, seven drops, and in a few moments Draco could take the potion. Purely for Draco's consideration he mentioned that Godric and Salazar had had no problem with it - and purely enjoyed the outraged look in Draco's eyes.
Harry sighed taking the knife, "Don't worry love." he murmured cutting into his palm with the knife.
Merlin counted then stirred after Harry'd pulled away, then put the potion into a goblet. "Now, shall I free him, or should we force-feed him?" He asked Harry...and the cat. The cat mewed and hopped onto the table to watch from spectacle marked eyes.
"Please free him, "Harry asked softly wrapping his hand up.
Merlin did so, and Draco (wisely) kept his mouth shut as he was set back on the ground. He reluctantly took the goblet and drank down.
He leaned against the bench looking over at Draco worriedly before stepping forward to see if it was having any effect. "Draco?"
Is anything happening?"
"Nothing seems to be...Gnahh!" Draco curled up around his stomach.
He lunged forward pulling him close, "Draco...Draco?" He called looking at Merlin. "Is he okay?"
"He'll be alright - it's his blood learning how to run warm again," Merlin cast a spell on Draco, causing him to fall unconscious.
He carried Draco's weight pulling him into his arms. ""Where can I put him?"
"You can use Nymphadora's room - it's back through the common area, just off from Salazar's. There's an odd multi-coloured butterfly she put on the door - I believe she and Helga made it."
He nodded pulling Draco close watching over him worriedly. "Thank you." he replied pulling Draco out of the room and towards Nymphadora's
"You're quite welcome," Merlin replied, closing the door behind them as they left.
Harry pushed the door opened laying Draco on the bed running his hand over Draco's hair. before he sat on the side of the bed watching over him.
After the colour finally returned to Draco's skin, he woke with a quiet yawn. "Harry?"
A smile lit his face and he leaned over him carding his fingers through his hair, "You're awake, are you warm?"
"Mmmm blissfully..." Draco smiled softly.
"Really? It worked?" he laughed leaning in and kissing him happily, "Oh thank Merlin...literally."
Draco laughed and kissed him back, pulling him onto the bed for a cuddle.
He laughed cuddling him back. "Oh Kitten." he whispered nuzzling him in happiness. Ecstatic that he was safe and well.
"I'll bet you're one," Draco replied, chuckling as he snuggled him back, giving him lots of little kisses.
"Mmmm what a cat? I'm a cat person am I?" he asked with a soft chuckle peppering his face and catching his lips.
"Something ridiculously fluffy and playful, for certain," Draco replied before kissing him back.
He smiled happily at him. "Nothing wrong with playful." he whispered stroking his cheek. I like playful."
He grinned before blinking a bit and curling in soft green eyes watching smoky grey ones. "You will not believe who's in Merlin's chambers."
"Hm? Who?"
He pulled a face, "McGonnagal"
He whispered with a laugh taking his hand.
"Oh Merlin," Draco shook his head, a bit in shock. "That's... Oh I dont' want to think about THAT."
He nodded with a wince. "In his chambers...Oh M...just... yeah." he chuckled
"I guess we know who was keeping him warm, then," Draco sniggered.
"Oi" he laughed hitting him playfully, "I thought you didn't want to think on it."
"Merlin's a Slytherin, Merlin's a Slytherin," Draco teased.
He pulled a face, "That's not fair."he chuckled
"The Founder Of Our Magic!" Draco grinned. "Not A Gryffindor! Not a Ravenclaw! Not a Hufflepuff. He's a cunning bastard like us! HAH!"
"FOr all you know he's a mixture of all four, he's older than Slytherin."
he tried to point out rationally.
"Well... True. But he got the chill, same as I, same as Lord Salazar. That means the spell read him as Slytherin!"
He rolled his eyes, "Yes but that just means you're weaker than Gryffindors the lot of you."
"Without us." he teased, "You lot would have your toes snap off." he teased
Draco opened his mouth to retort, then grinned. "That's just because you need to save people. Gryffindors NEED Slytherins or they can't be Gryffindors."
Slytherins need Gryffindors or they wouldn't be able to cope."
He teased giving him an eskimo kiss and adoring every second of it.
.
"We would cope just fine," Draco sniffed, wrinkling his nose. "I'm willing to bet that spell was an ill-thought-out attempt at house unity. So it's obviously Hufflepuff's fault."
"It might not be." he whispered softly smiling kissing his wrinkled nose. "For all you know it's an old love story, maybe a Slytherin did it themselves to get the others to see how much need can transcend house barriers....or something."
"Romantics involving people having to be saved is more a Gryffindor thing," Draco pointed out with a smirk.
"Oh a Slytherin trying to frame a Gryffindor for it."
"It only hit Slytherins who HAD a Gryffindor," Draco mused. "I remember reading it in the Prophet."
"Well then ..." he shrugged, "Maybe it was to flush the Gryffindor lovers out?"
Draco began to retort, then closed his mouth and thought a moment. "....That's possible. One could see who was affected, and then who was around them in order to allow them to retain some function."
He shrugged He grinned, "Or maybe we should just be thankful there's a cure." he whispered kissing him.
"Perhaps.... I don't like that it's Blood Magic, though - people will likely have to go to him personally - Saint Mungo's won't use it, I'm sure."
"Maybe but at least Merlin can keep it under control then. And I don't think there's a great many of us affected.
"Twenty at most, I believe the last report was. I'll see about gathering people for private curing - I'm sure they would prefer that than going to Mungo's."
"You never know next year we might get our own parade."
"A parade," Draco laughed, hiding his face in Harry's shoulder.
"Why not? A Slytherin/Griffindor lovers parade."
Draco tried very much not to howl in laughter, the very idea giving him fits as he continued giggling into Harry's shoulder.
Harry smiled happily, "Mrs Weasley could make jumpers and we could have our own logo."
"no! No! Anything but.. but...," Draco gasped unable to say more, still laughing. "Stop!"
"Why? I think it's a great idea." he whispered into his hair grinning
Draco slapped Harry's side, weak with laughter. "Evil!"
"I'm not evil." he complaining laughing as he took his hand.
Draco nipped at him in retaliation, squeaking.
He laughed trying to capture his lips, giggling as he did so.
Draco kissed him back, smiling as he did so it was a little sloppy, he couldn't stop giggling.
Harry beamed, "Mmm i love you you giggling happy man."
Draco raised a finger to make him hush, but couldn't muster up the stern glare to go with it.
He laughed, "Yes you...adorable you...beautiful you."
Draco decided he shouldn't be the only one laughing, and set to tickling Harry in retaliation.
"No no no no no no!" he yelped in laughter begging as he tried to wriggle away
Draco grinned and pounced!
"No!" he yelled bucking and writhing on the bed.
Draco slowly managed to calm down while he tickled Harry mercilessly. "Payback!"
"No pl...please." he begged crying with laughter
Draco got in a few more tickles before holding Harry's arms down and leaning in for a kiss.
He laughed looking up at him breathlessly as he was pinned down. His eyes sparkling as he leaned up kissing him in return
Draco melted down against him as they kissed, then lay over him like a blanket. "How do you feel?" he asked breathlessly.
"RIght now? Incredible." He whispered his hands running down his back.
"Oh good," Draco smirked and kissed him again languidly.
"Even better now." he whispered kissing him back deeply his eyes closing blissfully.
Draco groaned softly, hands traveling along Harry, careful not to tug on anything sensitive and still bandaged.
"I've missed you." he whispered accepting the soreness leaning up against him.
Draco slipped a hand between them, teasing him just a bit. "Have you?"
He bit his lip his hips moving just a little. "Can't you tell>" he whispered.
"I want to hear you say it," he whispered back.
"I've missed you like crazy"
Draco unbuttoned Harry's jeans and slipped his hand inside while he leaned in and mouthed his ear.
He blushed arching back a little moving his ear against his mouth. "Oh love." he whispered pulling at Draco's slacks.
Draco squirmed against him, still nibbling on Harry's ear. He really really liked doing that.
He groaned softly. "Draco...please>" he whispered pulling the blonde's trousers down."
"Tell me what you want," Draco replied, moving to undress Harry and then himself.
"I want you...I want to feel you, I've missed your touch, missed so much of you."
"You'll have me, then," Draco replied, carefully undressing him and kissing down his body.
He groaned arching up against him. his hands moving up into his flaxen hair.
Draco gladly licked his way down, before wrapping his lips around his prize.
He whimpered his breath shuddering out as his fingers tangled in his hair.
Draco moaned low as he took Harry in as far as he could - missing the weight of him on his tongue.
"OH...Oh merlin." He whimpered his hand screwing up the coverlet as he writhed and bucked up
Draco stroked his hands up Harry's thighs as he gently began bobbing his head.
His toes curled up the heat pooling in his belly as he groaned out the long missed feel of Draco's hot mouth around him causing ecstacy/