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Chapter 2 - Secrets

'That didn't go as I thought it would.' Lucius murmured as he accepted the gin and tonic Severus gave him and sat down beside Narcissa.

'Indeed.' Severus agreed, sitting opposite the couple. 'Did either of you have any idea of how Draco felt?'

Lucius shook his head but Narcissa's cheeks pinked slightly causing Severus to raise a curious eyebrow.

'I had some idea.' She admitted. 'The tantrum Draco threw when Gabe first left. And then, when the letters came.' The blond woman broke into a small smile. 'He used to refuse to read them; at least in front of us. They would sit beside his plate for hours and then eventually I would put them in the sideboard.'

'I never found any letters there.' Lucius frowned.

Narcissa's smile grew wider. 'No, you didn't. Draco used to sneak down a day later and take them. I don't know if he knew that I knew, but he never mentioned it and neither did I. He kept every one of them, all dog eared and well read, in a small carved box in his bedside drawer and he used to take them to Hogwarts with him every year.'

Severus looked positively flummoxed. 'He never asked.' He murmured. 'Not once, in six years, did he ever even ask about Gabe.'

'He was scared, I think.' Narcissa offered.

Severus allowed confusion to cross his face. 'Scared? Of what?'

Narcissa glanced at her husband but he looked just as confused as Severus. 'My best guess, and it is only a guess mind you; is that you wouldn't think him good enough for Gabriel.'

Severus jaw practically fell through the floor. 'I beg your pardon?' He stammered out.

Narcissa smiled wryly at the stunned man across from her. 'Your son is unique, Severus. He is powerful, intelligent and absolutely stunning. You make no bones about the fact that you think him perfect. An elite among men. You did name him Gabriel after all.'

The other man stared down at his hands and shook his head in disbelief. 'Yes, but Draco is…well…Draco.' Severus insisted looking back up at them.

Lucius snorted. 'Exactly. Now I love my son dearly, Severus. In my eyes, he too is perfect, but that does not make me completely blind to his faults.'

'Gabriel has faults too.'

Narcissa let out a tinkling laugh.

'He does.' Severus was getting quite incensed by this point.

'Like what?' Lucius questioned innocently.

'He….he…well….he should eat more.' Severus finished lamely and both Malfoys let out a laugh.

'Severus, the boy has been nothing short of incredible since the day you brought him home. He survived a ritual adoption that might have killed anyone else. He was admitted to Arcadia without question, in spite of them having no notice of his arrival, let alone the fact that he hadn't yet been officially invited at that point. He then skipped second, fifth, sixth and eighth years. Four whole years out of a ten year curriculum, and still graduated at the top of his class. He can hold his own politically and socially and I've yet to hear of him making a social gaffe of any kind. He, in spite of being born a half blood, is as pureblood as you or I, and always acts as such. He has the strongest set of principles I've ever seen and he will not bend or waver from them at all. I imagine the Dark Lord, when he finds out about his return from Arcadia anyway, could offer him the world and Gabriel would still turn it down in that ever polite way of his.' Lucius couldn't help but chuckle. 'And finally, aside from all that, he actually banished that same Dark Lord at the age of one, albeit not permanently, and you and I both know that, no matter what anyone else said, it had nothing to do with any sacrifice on the part of Lily Potter.' Lucius drawled, finishing off his diatribe with a smug grin as if waiting for the dark haired man to contradict him.

Severus stared at him in silence for several moments before his mouth curved into a small grin. 'He is fairly incredible, isn't he?' He murmured softly causing Narcissa to laugh again.

'Yes, he is.' She agreed. 'And so further to that, what do we do about the two of them?'

Severus glanced up at the ceiling as if he could see through it to his son's room. 'They need to stay together, at least for the moment.'

'Perhaps we should discuss it with them tonight at dinner. They are both adults, after all. Or they will be very soon.' Lucius stood up and moved to refill his glass as the others in the room sat in silence, each contemplating the changes that would be occurring over the next few months and just how they were going to handle them.

Gabriel sighed heavily as he felt gentle fingers run across his cheek. 'Father?' He mumbled sleepily.

'No, I'm not your father.' A soft voice replied causing Gabriel to freeze, slowly cracking one eye open to see Draco staring at him.

'Dray!' Gabe squeaked and Draco snorted.

'Yes, it's me…You're a stupid fool. You know that, don't you?' The blond scolded quietly as he curled his fingers in Gabe's long black hair.

'What?'

'You should have told me, idiot. You should have told me everything. Not just the stuff about the Boy-Who-Bloody-Lived. You should have told me about us.'

Gabriel closed his eyes and lowered his chin until it rested on his chest. 'You have no idea of what you've done, do you?' He breathed.

Draco reached out and entwined Gabe's fingers with his own. 'Oh no. I know exactly what I've done.'

'But Dray…' Gabriel lifted his head again.

'Shhh.' Draco murmured, using his other hand to cover Gabriel's mouth. 'Please believe me. I know what I'm doing. I've wanted this for so long.' Gabriel's eyes widened. 'Just relax and let me be here with you like this.'

Gabriel studied the earnest silver orbs. He could feel what felt like acceptance surrounding him and he realised that Draco did know what he was doing. That he had accepted a life with Gabriel and would not leave again, even if told to leave by Gabe's father. Gabriel gave him a small nod and a sleepy smile, closing his eyes and snuggling back down into those incredible arms. He couldn't believe it. He'd been positive that Draco would leave. How could he have not known his friend felt this way? "Because you ran away." His mind supplied for him.

'Stop thinking so hard.' Draco mumbled into his hair causing Gabriel to smile even as he obeyed the sleepy command.

'Thank you.' Gabriel whispered. Draco's only response was to pull him closer and the two drifted back off to sleep again.

The three adults were already waiting in the parlour off the dining room when Gabriel and Draco joined them for dinner that evening. Both boys had showered and changed into more formal robes, both realising that tonight was the beginning of something and that they should be attired accordingly. They stepped into the room together and Gabriel automatically dropped Draco's hand at the sight of Lucius and Narcissa. Draco reached out and took it again, shaking his head when Gabriel tried to pull it away again.

The dark haired boy looked over at his godmother and father, shifting nervously. He had barely seen them in almost six years and now, suddenly, their son was tied to him forever. There would be no heir to the Malfoy line.

Draco felt Gabriel swallow heavily, and glanced up at his face before widening his eyes in shock. Gabriel looked as if he'd been smacked.

'What is it?' He whispered urgently.

'Nothing.' Gabriel murmured in reply still staring at Lucius and Narcissa in silence.

'Aren't you going to come in and give you Aunt Cissy a hug, Gabe?' Narcissa asked hopefully, a fond smile lighting her face.

Gabriel finally smiled, letting out a soft sigh of relief, dropping Draco's hand once more and quickly crossing the room to his godmother. He stopped mere feet in front of her and bowed politely, waiting for the slight incline of her head in reply before stepping forward and hugging her tightly.

'I've missed you.' He whispered.

Narcissa smiled and hugged him tightly in return. 'I've missed you too, Angel.' She told him.

Draco walked over to his godfather who wrapped an arm around his shoulders and murmured a thank you as Gabriel released Narcissa and turned to Lucius.

'Good evening, Uncle Luc.' He said, bowing once more. Lucius gave the boy a wry smile before he too wrapped him in a tight hug.

'You have grown into a fine young man since I last saw you, Gabe.' He said pulling away and looking the boy over once more. 'And from what your father has told me you have ample reason to be proud of your accomplishments.'

Gabriel flushed marginally but like a true pureblood he took the compliment with grace; thanking his teachers for his successes.

'Graduating Arcadia in six years is not something anyone's teachers could make happen, Gabriel. You worked hard and you should be proud.' Lucius said firmly.

Gabriel's blush deepened slightly. 'I am, Sir.' He replied quietly.

'Come on, let's go into dinner and Gabe can tell us all about Arcadia. I've been dying to know more about it since you went.' Narcissa tucked her hand into Gabriel's elbow and let him lead her into the dining room.

He sat between his father and Narcissa with Draco across the table from him next to Lucius. Food had already served and kept under warming charms by the seeming to be non existent house elves.

Gabriel answered many questions throughout the meal, each time placing his knife and fork down neatly on his plate so that he could conjure small images and pictures to better explain himself. Lucius had been astounded to find out that Arcadia taught subjects such as Mind Magic, Blood Magic and Necromancy.

'Necromancy!' Lucius said breathily. 'Imagine being a master of such a skill. There hasn't been a Necromancy Master in the northern hemisphere in almost a hundred years.'

Gabriel and his father exchanged an amused glance, an action that didn't go unnoticed.

'It's not possible!' Lucius could hardly get the words out and was almost hyperventilating at the thought alone.

Severus raised an eyebrow. 'You are looking at the only Master of Necromancy currently practicing and the youngest ever to achieve the title.' He said, unable to keep the tone of pride out of his voice.

Lucius couldn't stop staring at Gabriel with a look of awe on his face that hadn't made an appearance in a very long time. Necromancers were rare, almost as rare as mages.

'Gabe, that's incredible.' Draco couldn't help but exclaim.

'Could you show us something?' Lucius said quickly.

Gabriel looked as if he were about to say no when Draco added a plea of his own and his eyes softened.

'Yes, alright.' He said finally.

It was almost midnight, not that there was any way to tell as they all stood around the edge of a room deep in the dungeons of Snape Manor.

Gabriel knelt in the middle of the stone floor, a circle of salt completely surrounding him at a distance of about ten feet. The weight of the wards around the circle alone had goosebumps coming up on their arms and Lucius and Draco watched avidly at every movement Gabriel made.

He spent an hour up in his room preparing for the ritual, bathing and casting a multitude of cleansing spells. Dressed now in nothing but the simplest pair of handmade white cotton trousers, his long black hair falling across his shoulders and down his back; the picture he made was more than striking.

The bond between the two teenagers had stabilised after the events of the morning and though Gabriel could still feel the young man at the edge of the wards, it wasn't painful now. It was like a soothing warmth in his heart that never left. They would have to spend considerable time together over the next few months but Gabriel didn't think either of them were upset about that fact.

Taking a deep breath he concentrated on what he wanted to do. With his right hand he grasped a piece of charcoal that lay in front of him and drew three runes on the stone at his feet before he lifted an ornate dagger and ran it across his upturned palm, ignoring the gasp of shock from those watching as blood pooled in his palm. When it breeched the sides he closed his palm into a fist and then flung his hand downwards as the fist opened, letting the blood spray onto the stone and across the runes at his feet.

'Gandahor, by the rite of Valana I have given you blood.' Gabriel called out loudly, his voice taking on a husky tone that reverberated around the chamber. 'By the rite of Kelhorne I give you breath.' Gabriel lifted both arms over his head and released what looked to be sparks of sliver towards the ceiling. 'By the rite of Balanor I give you power.'

Those watching held their breaths, waiting to see what would happen.

'And I demand you come.' Gabriel cried out and moments later there was a bright flash of light that had all but Gabriel shielding his eyes.

'How many times have I told you not to demand things from me, youngling?' A hissed voice snapped out before the light finally faded and the rest of his family could see again.

Gabriel stood gracefully and stared at the other in amusement letting the others finally get a look at the six foot tall, four legged, three horned, razor nailed, bright green demon.

'Well?' The demon growled.

Gabriel snorted. 'It was not as if you were doing anything, Gandahor.' He raised an eyebrow in question, folding his arms over his chest.

The demon stepped closer and raised a hand, scissor like nails perilously close to Gabriel's throat and clicking together harshly. 'As a matter of fact I was just about to partake in a tasty meal.' Gandahor hissed, running nail down Gabe's cheek, leaving a bright red mark that immediately began dripping with blood.

'Live, of course.' Gabriel said dryly.

'Oh, of course. I feel cheated now.'

'I'm sure it will still be there when you go back.' Gabriel added calmly.

The demon scowled. 'Maybe I don't want to go back. Perhaps I should just make up for it with you.' The demon stepped closer and ran his tongue over Gabriel's bleeding cheek.

There was a scuffle outside the circle and both Gabriel and Gandahor looked up to see Severus all but holding Draco in place, the blond's face an angry glare.

Gandahor smirked and walked in his awkward four legged way across the where Draco was. 'Now, now, little one, you would want to be careful there. Disturb that annoying little salt circle and you would have a world of trouble on your hands.'

'Gandahor.' Gabriel sighed, flicking a stinging spell at the demon.

Gandahor hissed and turned back to Gabriel, snarling. This only provoked Draco further.

'Time to go.' Gabriel said firmly, rolling his eyes. When Gandahor started provoking those outside the circle in an effort to escape the wards he knew it was time to end the visit.

Gandahor turned back to him. 'Oh, but we just started to have some fun.' The demon launched at him but Gabriel just raised a bloody hand and held it out to the demon.

'GO.' He bellowed and with another cornea shattering burst of light the demon was gone.

There was a stunned silence that lasted several minutes before Gabriel cancelled the wards and dropped to the floor, breathing heavily.

'Gabe?' Draco was at his side in an instant, his father only a step behind him.

'I'm fine, really.' Gabriel told them. 'It just takes a lot to send them back, when they really don't want to go.' He explained as they helped him to his feet.

'Gabriel, that was… that was…' Lucius trailed off and Gabriel gave his godfather a wry grin.

'If you think that was good you should have seen the multiple summoning I had to do for my Master's. Had me almost comatose for a week afterwards.' He chuckled.

'How many beings did you have to summon?' Draco asked excitedly and Gabriel exchanged another amused glance with his father.

'Twelve. Almost lost it partway through and thought I was going to have twelve karma demons running around the countryside but then suddenly it was as if nothing happened. Don't know what the hell made it change like that?' He said ruefully, rubbing the blood off his now healed hand.

'Come on, you need some more rest.' Severus said firmly, earning himself another eye roll which was studiously ignored, wrapping an arm around Gabe's bare shoulders and leading him back out of the dungeons and upstairs.

'But I have so many questions.' Lucius called out, hurrying after them.

'They can wait.' Severus replied without stopping as he continued all the way through the house to Gabriel's room.

Once inside Severus stepped back to let his son move through to the bathroom to change, but Gabriel surprised them all, beckoning Draco to his side and gently undoing the clasp from the blond's robes before laying them over the back of a chair nearby.

Narcissa and Lucius' eyebrows went skyward, wondering just where this was going but Gabriel simply summoned a spare pair of pyjamas with a flick of his wrist and handed them to Draco. 'After you.' He said softly, gesturing to the bathroom with a nod of his head.

Draco smiled at him, tilting his head up to brush a kiss across Gabriel's cheek before disappearing into the bathroom as the other boy tuned back to his father.

'I'm very proud of you.' Severus said quietly causing Gabriel's mouth to curve.

'Thank you, Father.'

'As are we.' Narcissa chimed in and Gabriel's cheeks tinted pink.

'Yes, yes.' Lucius added quickly, still stunned as much at the show of Necromancy as at the casual wandless magic Gabriel had just done. 'I look forward to talking to you more about what you've learnt tomorrow.'

Gabriel arched an eyebrow and smiled as Draco came out of the bathroom to join them. 'A master never divulges his secrets.' He murmured as he held out his hand and summoned another pair of pyjamas before darting through the bathroom door, a small snicker drifting out after him.

'We never did get around to talking about this.' Narcissa realised out loud as she gestured between her son and the bathroom.

Draco nodded, smoothing down the slight creases in the silk top he was wearing. 'I know, Mother, but can it wait a few days? Gabe and I need to figure things out between us first.'

Narcissa glanced at both her husband and Severus who seemed happy enough for the moment so she nodded.

'Alright, darling. Just promise me you'll call me if you need anything.'

'I will.' Draco promised, stepping forward and kissing her on the cheek, much as he'd done to Gabriel.

'Goodnight.' Severus called out as he stepped out into the corridor, gently tugging Narcissa after him.

'Goodnight.' Draco snorted as Narcissa latched onto her husband's arm and dragged him out with her letting Severus close the door behind them.

Draco sighed and sat down on the bed, his face breaking into a huge smile when he remembered where he was. Gabriel had finally returned. He'd returned; and Draco knew he would never leave again.

'Hey.' Gabriel's gentle voice startled him and he turned to see the taller boy staring down at him, his eyes unreadable.

Draco looked up at him and smiled, reaching up and taking the other's hand, tugging him down on the bed to sit beside him. 'I'm glad you're back.' He murmured, keeping hold of Gabriel's hand in his own.

Gabriel's eyes flickered across Draco's face. 'I'm sorry, Dray.' He whispered. 'I 'm sorry I was too much of a coward to face you. To ask what you wanted.'

Draco shook his head. 'It doesn't matter. Not anymore. You came back…and you want me as much as I want you. That's all that matters.'

Gabriel stared at Draco in silence for several moments before he raised a slightly shaking hand and ran his fingers gently over Draco's cheek. He didn't say a word but bent his head and placed the softest of kisses on Draco's lips before pulling away. 'Come on.' He whispered, shifting awkwardly backwards until he could lie down and pull the smaller boy into his arms. Draco pillowed his head on Gabriel's chest and soon both boys were fast asleep.

The next few days passed quickly. Draco and Gabriel spent many hours walking through the grounds of Snape Manor, talking about the future. Their future. Gabriel had resigned himself to the fact that he would be going to Hogwarts and only the thought of Draco being there with him kept up his spirits.

By the end of the third day Draco now knew exactly what he was getting himself into. Gabriel had told him of what they expected to happen on the night of his birthday and afterwards. Of the story his father had come up with in regards to Dumbledore and the outside world and of how, under no circumstances could anyone find out about his old life as Harry Potter.

Severus left them both alone, meeting up only for breakfast and dinner. He asked no questions, save for general enquires about their day, and what they planned to do for the next.

It was almost a week later when Gabriel formally invited Draco's parents for dinner and the close knit group of five sat down afterward in the sitting room to hear what the two teenagers had decided to do.

Gabriel and Draco sat side by side on one sofa, Draco's parents opposite him with Severus sitting in an armchair between the two. Draco took Gabe's hand in a clear show of support and the young man took a deep breath.

'Dray and I have done a lot of thinking, and talking, over the last week.' Gabriel began. 'We know the consequences of what happened the Saturday before last and to that end we wish to make our commitment to each other more permanent in the eyes of the Ministry.'

Narcissa's mouth dropped open as both Lucius and Severus raised eyebrows in surprise.

'We know we are both very young.' Gabriel went on as if nothing had happened. The fact he had yet to take his eyes from the wall behind Narcissa's head meant, of course, that he hadn't seen the reactions anyway. 'But we feel that this is the right thing to do for both of us. There are going to be many challenges, for me in particular, over the next year or so and I need Draco by my side.'

It was several moments before anyone could gather their thoughts enough to speak.

'Are you sure that it's not too soon, Gabe? You have only been back for a short time. Perhaps you should wait a year or two.' Severus spoke up and Gabriel felt Draco stiffen next to him. He knew the reasons for the reaction. He knew how Draco thought his father felt, even if it wasn't true; and he would lay down his life before the Dark Lord and Albus Dumbledore both before he let Draco continue to think along the lines of what he was.

'No, I love him. That will never change. If anything, it will only grow stronger once the rest of the inheritance comes through.'

Draco blushed, his eyes wide, before he leant closer to Gabriel, a stunning smile lighting his face. It was obvious to all three adults that this must have been the first time Gabriel had said the words out loud.

'In fact,' Gabriel went on, squeezing Draco's hand in his. 'After what happened on my eleventh birthday and how I felt afterwards, I would prefer if it happened before then. At the very latest it must be completed before we go to Hogwarts.'

'The bond should be strong enough to stop you feeling ill again.' Lucius insisted. 'There is no reason to make it legal just yet.'

Gabriel sighed, rubbing his face tiredly with his hands. This was much harder then he thought it would be. They weren't really understanding what he meant; though that was hardly surprising considering how obtuse he was being.

Draco decided to take over. 'Gabe is worried about the vampire inheritance from Slytherin. He's concerned he will become possessive.'

'Ohhh.' Narcissa cried out, finally understanding the reasons why. 'You want legal protection should something go wrong at Hogwarts.'

'Yes.' Gabriel said quietly, letting go of Draco's hand and standing to pace in front of the fireplace. 'I need to know nothing can happen to Dray should I lose control. I don't plan on anything happening, but the feelings…' Gabe trailed off, still pacing, hands gesturing in front of him in frustration. 'I can't control them when he's around. I don't want anyone blaming him if…you know.' To the utter surprise of all in the room a small gold flame burst into being on top of Gabriel's open palm. Gabriel barely took any notice, just continued his pacing while seeming to toss the ball of flame from one hand to the other. 'Hogwarts is full of teenagers and Dray really is…well...absolutely stunning. I want them all to know he's mine. I need them to know he's mine.' Gabriel finished huskily, stopping and turning to face his family.

He took on the three shocked and one amused face staring wide eyed at him. 'What?' He snapped out, his emotions running high.

Draco let out an undignified snort and pointed to Gabriel's still flaming hand as a bright smirk crossed his face. Gabe looked down and scowled, instantly closing his hand making the flame vanish as he crossed his arms over his chest.

Severus raised an eyebrow. 'Anything you'd like to tell me, son?' He asked mildly.

Gabriel rolled his eyes. 'If you can't work out what that was, Father, then I think you've spent far too much time with the Dark Lord and his twitchy wand.'

The snort Draco let out this time was much louder and it was echoed by his father.

'I know what that was, Gabriel. I just wondered why you hadn't mentioned it before now.' Severus murmured quietly, but the tone was one of obedience.

Gabriel sighed and sat heavily back down beside Draco. 'Because I didn't think it mattered.' He said bluntly.

'Riiight.' Severus drawled. 'What else is there?' He added knowingly.

Gabriel's mouth tightened but he obediently held his hands out, palm up, and closed his eyes. Those watching could see as a small mound of dirt slowly grew in his hand until it filled his palm before shaping itself into a three dimensional six pointed star that balanced on his left palm, completely undisturbed by the silver column of air spinning on the right hand. He didn't need to use water. They'd known he was able to manipulate that since he was eleven.

'Merlin.' Lucius breathed and Gabriel snapped both palms closed and opened his eyes, staring at his father in silence.

'All four?' Severus breathed. 'All four elements?'

Gabriel didn't say another word.

'Tell him.' Draco murmured softly. 'He's your father, he should know.'

Gabriel dropped his head, leaning forward and running his hands through his hair before standing up once more and removing his shirt. Narcissa let out a squeak of surprise at the sudden movement but Gabriel didn't seem to hear as he pulled his hair over his shoulder and turned so his back was towards his father. 'Aperio.' He whispered and waited for the storm to hit.

It took a while. Longer than Gabriel thought it would.

'Great Merlin's Ghost.' Severus gasped, his hands clenching into fists as he stared at the enormous tattoo that was spread across Gabriel's back from shoulder to shoulder.

Draco stood and placed a hand on his shoulder, running a gentle hand over Gabriel's skin and making the incredible tattoo begin to move. A stunning red phoenix swept off the left shoulder landing on the back of a winged unicorn that stood proudly beside a small pond. A mermaid floated in the middle as the pond was circled repeatedly by a large silver wolf.

They were all there. All four elements. Fire, air, water and earth. At the top edge of the tattoo were a set of runes that were easily translated by all three Slytherins who had passed their NEWTS in the subject some time ago.

'You're a member of the Mage Council?' Narcissa stammered, seemingly the only one able to actually form a coherent sentence.

Gabriel turned back around, catching Draco's hand and pulling him tight to his side as if to draw strength from the smaller boy. He looked at his father and then his godparents and smiled wanly. 'It's kind of compulsory.' He muttered. 'If you're a Mage anyway.'

Severus stood up and crossed to stand in front of his son, Draco tactfully disentangling himself and moving away.

'Why didn't you tell me?' Severus whispered.

Gabriel looked up at his father, not that he had to look far, they were almost the same height after all, and stared into the onyx eyes that were so much like his own. 'I couldn't.' Gabriel breathed. 'It was too much.'

'No, it's wonderful. An honour.'

Gabe shook his head. 'That's just it. It's not an honour, it's a requirement.'

'It's an honour to have that much power in the first place.' Severus corrected him.

Gabriel snorted and shook his head. 'That's where you're wrong. It's just the result of some against the odds breeding and a maniacal Dark Lord who chose the wrong child to curse.'

Lucius snorted at Gabriel's unconventional description. 'That's where you're wrong, Gabe. There have been other witches and wizards with backgrounds such as yours, albeit with some differences, but none have accomplished what you have. The gifts you have been blessed with are not things that should be hidden.'

'Even from Albus Dumbledore and the Dark Lord?' Gabriel muttered sarcastically.

Lucius smirked. 'Well, perhaps from them. But certainly not from your father. He needs to know everything if he is to make sure nothing goes wrong next week.'

Gabriel sighed as he realised his godfather was right. His father had spent many weeks brewing different potions and researching warding circles for his coming of age. Any deviation from what had been researched could be disastrous.

'Is there anything else I should know?' Severus asked again, rather pointedly this time.

Gabriel glanced at Draco who grinned impishly at him before rolling his eyes. 'There is probably one other thing you should be aware of.' He conceded, lifting his hands and running them gently over his ears before pulling them away to reveal that they were now more than slightly pointed.