Chapter Nine: Sorting, Allure and Snakes Eyes
The stern faced women lead the group through a series of stone passage ways that lead to a pair of large mahogany doors, "my name is Professor McGonagall and through these doors is the main hall of Hogwarts. It is here that you will be sorted into one of the four houses." She continued her speech by naming the four houses, explaining the relationships within houses, house points and finally the house cup. As soon as she finished the daunting doors seemed to open of their own accord; Professor McGonagall then entered the main hall, first years following in tow.
Harry looked at Lida, "I guess we follow?"
Lida shrugged, "After you."
"Gee thanks."
Harry and Lida hid in the shadows of the entrance and waited as the first years were called forward and a large hat placed on their heads. Soon all the children were done and all eyes searched the shadows for two figures, 'the Headmaster must have explained about us already than,' Harry mused to himself. As one Harry and Lida stepped forward and walked more towards the center of the room. Whispers spread like wildfire through the tables; so fast one could only heard snippets of the sentence, . . . so beautiful . . . their taken? . . . in our house . . . where are they . . . smell like . . .
"Lida Bronwen," called Professor McGonagall.
Lida gracefully moved towards the stool and sat down in what looked like a practiced model pose, Harry smiled and rolled his eyes 'what a show off.'
After a few short moments the Hat yelled out, "GRYFINNDOR!" Said table exploded in rapturous roars, Lida smiled a dazzling smile, causing quite a few Gryffindors to blush, and headed to her house table. At the head table Sirius was clapping loudly and throwing Severus an 'I told you so' look.
"Harry Potter-Bronwen," called out the Professor once the noise level had lessened.
Harry glared at Headmaster Dumbledore as he walked towards hat, he heard the new set of whispers fly though the students, . . . otter? As in Gideon . . . ind of looks like a Pott . . . ore beautiful than Gide . . . isn't that the Kanenaree at Di . . .
Harry intensified his glare, 'that arsehole intentionally changed my name to cause this reaction.' Harry was happy to see that he wasn't the only one currently trying to glare the man to death, Severus, Sirius and Remus all had their eyes glued to the cheerful Headmaster.
Harry sat on the stool, once the hat was placed on his heard a voice echoed in his mind, "Interesting," the hat chuckled, "Dumbledore is going to be in for a rough year isn't he. Karma finally catching him I suppose," the hat commented neutrally, "Just be warned young one. The Headmaster feels as if he is in the right when it comes to his decisions concerning you and he is not the type of man to leave an unmarked pawn on the field. That being said, you had better be "SLYTHERIN!"
The Slytherin house, being more 'cultured' than the Lion house, clapped politely while the smirks on their faces did the bragging for them. Being unmoved by his tablemates acceptance Harry was pleased when he saw and heard Gideon, Lida and his new Gryffindor friends all clapping and cheering for him as he made his way to his table. Harry stole a glance at the head table and was entertained to see Severus smirking victoriously at Sirius, who looked like a kicked dog. Remus caught Harry's eye and winked.
"Welcome to the snake house Zane," Draco said to Harry as Dumbledore began his welcome back speech, which was completely ignored by a still irritated Harry and apathetic Draco. Dinner passed peacefully enough; though Draco was starting to annoy Harry with his odd behavior. Draco was continually controlling Harry's interactions with his housemates; he wouldn't let Harry talk for more than a few moments with certain classmates, interrupted some of Harry's conversations and glared at many of the people who were awestruck by Harry's apparent good looks and charm. Starting to become fed up with Draco's actions Harry was about to say something, only to be interrupted as Professor Snape handed out everyone's schedules. Harry was looking his over when the Headmaster called an end to dinner and asked the house prefects to lead everyone to their designated dorms.
"Zane I would like to show you a few places before you rest for the night," Draco asked as he and Harry stood and headed to the doors, "if it wouldn't be a bother of course."
"No problem," Harry answered as he waved to Lida and Gideon across the hall, he turned to Draco, "lead the way."
After they walked through the crowd Draco lead Harry down a staircase hidden off to the side. After a few silent minutes they came out of the stairway and walked towards a large painting of a karkadann grazing within a desert oasis. The large bodied unicorn-like stallion stood proud and tall as its pitch black spiraling horn glittered in the hot sun, contrasted sharply by its gleaming white coat. The muscled body rippled with each step as its lion like tale swayed behind him. Every so often the great animal would raise its head gracefully and glance at a nest filled with ringdove chicks, as if checking to make sure they were still safe.
Draco spoke to the great beast, "Achieved Excellence," he turned to Harry and motioned for him to enter the spacious room that had been opened behind the panting.
The room was exquisite; orb fixtures lighted the room, accenting the hangings done in burgundies, dark purples and black. Three plush leather couches were situated in front of an already crackling fire; a large cherry wood writing desk was placed near the stone wall.
Draco drank in Harry's unearthly beauty as his bright emerald eyes surveyed the room, 'exquisite,' he thought to himself. Draco could easily imagine how Harry's eyes would darken in pleasure once he had him within his bed, checks flushing prettily as he panted beneath him.
Draco's eyes began to change from a silvery blue to a glowing platinum, his skin began to shimmer and his aura became one of enticement as his body hardened with the continuing thoughts of a naked, pleasured Harry moaning underneath him.
Harry was unaware of Draco's change in disposition as he appreciated the beauty of the room, he turned to ask Draco a question when his voice caught in his throat. There was no other word for it; Draco was an Adonis, Eros himself come into being. Draco's soft silky platinum hair framed his striking face; his glorious mane continuing its path down the tantalizing neck, the supple skin pleading to be touched. Harry felt compelled to go to Draco and touch him in some manner, so he did.
Draco could feel as his veela side tried to take control and was successfully keeping it under control until Harry closed the gap between them and began running his fingers through Draco's hair. Mentally Draco's inner veela screeched victorious as it easily took over and began lavishing attention onto the beautiful submissive before him.
Harry smiled as he ran his fingers threw Draco's hair, 'just as soft as it looks.' Soon he lost all train of thought as Draco leaned forward and began placing feather like kisses on his exposed skin; Harry titled his head back as Draco started at the base of his throat, continuing up to chin, and then following the jaw line to where it met the neck, all the while his hands were moving around Harry's waist, pulling him closer.
It wasn't until Harry felt his hardness rub against Draco's that he fully realized the position he was in; he pulled back, effectively breaking all physical contact and spoke in a shaky voice, "Um, Draco? I really don't think we should be doing this yet." Harry said it as if he were trying to convince himself as well, "so, yeah," he continued trying to think of something else to say besides, 'so what does you're bedroom look like?' "Do you have a bathroom?" Harry asked, and then promptly blush, 'oh Merlin! Why did I say that?! He probable thinks I'm going to go wank!' Draco's smirk convinced Harry that that was exactly what he thought; Harry sighed in relief when all Draco said was, "naturally, it's threw the door on the left."
Draco watched as Harry nodded and disappeared into the bathroom, 'damn. I thought I had better control than that. Don't want to do anything that might frighten him away.'
While Draco was calming his more animalistic nature Harry was inside the moderately sized white and silver bathroom, smacking himself in the forehead, 'stupid, stupid, stupid.' He mentally berated himself, 'why in the name of Merlin did I start fondling his hair like that? And why did I just let him start kissing me?! Oh well, at least I know he was enjoying himself . . . no, don't go there.' The problem was Harry was attempting to rid himself of his rather hard problem before having to face Draco again but was failing miserably; though he did feel slightly better when he projected the blamed onto his teenage hormones. After a few more moments he managed to calm himself down slightly, 'better than nothing. Time to face the dragon.' Harry was internally chuckling at his own rather corny joke as he left the bathroom to return to Draco, whom he found sitting imperially on one of the leather chairs.
"So what's through the other door?" Harry asked as he sat on the large sofa.
Draco smiled impishly and answered in a deep purring baritone, "the bedroom. Would you like to have a look?" Draco asked; his voice seemingly innocent, he couldn't help but add in the second part and watched in sadistic pleasure as Harry's flush changed from a light pink to a deep crimson. Draco relished in Harry's predicament a moment longer before taking pity on the adorable submissive, "Shall I show you where Professors Snape, Lupin and Black reside?"
"Yes," Harry answered a little too quickly, causing Draco to smirk.
They left Draco's quarters and headed further down into the dungeons through a labyrinth of corridors, until they came to a large stone statue of a sphinx, her human face studied their approach as her lioness body remained in a relaxed position.
Personally Harry was thankful he was a quick study when it came to directions. He had a sinking suspicion many new students became lost within this underground maze and became entertaining prey for the many stone creatures who occupied the underground.
Draco stepped in front of the sphinx and said, "a wolf, a mutt and a migraine." The sphinx smiled a fanged smile at the two gentlemen and then stepped aside to reveal a passageway. After about ten yards they walked into a living room lighted by a few glass lamps and decorated in Slytherin green, silver and black. The room was spacious; housing a large leather L-shaped couch with a small table and a roaring fire in front of it, a chess area set up by the right wall, and a single dark wooded desk on the opposite wall. Like Draco's room there were two doors leading to what Harry presumed to be a bathroom and a bedroom. Harry's attention was drawn back to the couch when a movement caught his eye,
"I was wondering when you'd show up," Severus said in his silky voice.
Draco motioned for Harry to follow him as he sat down on the large couch a bit away from the three professors, Remus and Severus were both sitting up while Sirius was sprawling on his back between the two. Remus was carting his fingers through Sirius' hair while Severus allowed his feet to be on his lap.
"Sorry to be later than usual Sev, but I wanted to show Harry where my quarters were in case he ever needed me." Draco explained.
Severus eyed Harry with a knowing smirk but spoke to Draco, "that was very thoughtful of you."
Draco held a smirk of his own, "I thought so." Draco and Severus then continued to converse about the upcoming semester, Harry later learned that this was a tradition between the two and had started when Draco first came to Hogwarts at the age of eleven.
Remus on the other hand had sniffed the air a few times, moved his eyes back and forth between Harry and Draco and than sat there looking for all the world like a cub who just found a delicious bone to chew on.
'What was that all about,' Harry wondered as he partially listened to the two Slytherins, then his brain turned on, 'Oh crap. He's a werewolf! He can smell the lingering arousal on the both of us!'
Remus watched as Harry figured it out, chuckled mentally as Harry blushed, and then smiled in a fatherly way, "so what do you think of Hogwarts so far Harry?" he asked, graciously ignoring the scandalous bit of information he just learned.
Harry smiled and began discussing his impressions of Hogwarts so far, though he did leave out the part about the horrifying creature in the lake.
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A little while later Draco and Harry said their goodbyes and left for the Slytherin common room, which ended up being close to the professors' quarters. This time Draco stopped in front of a stone wall and said, "Demon Seated in a Garden."
Harry watched as a hidden door slide open revealing a long shadowed room with stone walls and green lamps suspended magically in the air. There were few tapestries depicting a battle adorning the walls as well as scattered rugs, couches and drapes all in Slytherin colors. A large intricately sculpted fireplace helped with lighting and heating the room.
Harry turned to Draco, "Demon Seated in a Garden? The piece by Mikhail Aleksandrovich Vrubel?"
"The very one," Draco replied.
"I love that piece."
Draco smiled at the comment; he too enjoyed that particular piece of art, and lead Harry to the seventh year boy's dormitory. He stopped before the door and turned to Harry,
"here's where you will sleep. All of your things have already been unpacked by the house elfs. I'll take my leave of you now," Draco pulled Harry's hand up to his lips and placed a kiss on the back of his hand, "until tomorrow," and with that he turned and left.
Harry's hand was burning where Draco's lips touched it, 'Merlin! He is going to be the death of me!' Harry thought, his heart racing from the small contact, he then opened the door to the dormitory, and watched as several pairs of eyes looked to his location. Harry saw Shasa lying across a bed in the middle of the room, checking he saw his truck was at the base of the bed and walked forward to change into his night clothes and speak with Shasa.
"Nice to see you found us Harry, where've you been?" Blaise asked as Harry walked gracefully across the room. The violet eyed boy continued to watch as Harry began to undress, 'not that I'm the only one watching,' he thought to himself
Harry gazed briefly at Blaise, to find him lying on top of his covers in nothing but silk silver boxers. Though it was only a quick look Harry easily saw the dark skinned boy's evenly muscled body and strong face, he began undressing as he replied, "I was speaking with Draco and a few professors." Harry could feel the eyes as they watched him undress.
Shasa saw it as well, how incredibly disssgusssting she hissed in annoyance, every sssingle person in this room isss ssstaring at you. And I think the big boy over there isss actually ssstarting to pleasssure himssself
Harry blanched, pleassse don't tell me which one that isss. I really do not want to know he hissed quietly as he starting undressing faster; someone actually moaned when he accidentally exposed his stomach and chest when he turned around to pick up the night shirt he dropped.
Shasa continued to stare in displeasure at the voyeurs, who were too focused on Harry's uncovered skin to notice the vexed serpent, while Harry hurriedly dressed himself. Once he was fully clothed he grabbed a few toiletries and headed towards the bathroom, location kindly provided by Shasa, and readied himself for bed.
When he came back out he noticed many of the curtains were now closed, 'three guesses as to what their doing,' he thought as he slipped under his own covers. He pulled the curtains closed, performed a locking and silencing charm, and then turned to Shasa.
You are not going to believe what hasss happened after we ssseparated Harry hissed and then began telling Shasa everything that happened since he left her with the luggage on the train as he petted her.
Once he had finished Shasa continued to lie quietly on his chest for a moment, but soon hissed, many curiousss thingsss in ssso ssshort a time. I will explore the cassstle and the groundsss tomorrow to sssee if there are any other hidden dangersss you ssshould know about.
Harry hissed his thanks to her, closing his eyes and welcoming sleep.
NK: I guess now would be a good time to tell you that I have no shame. I can write very descriptive scenes concerning Harry and Draco, and will, unless I get a rip roarin' hell no from my reviewers. Oh, also, let me know if you want me to write in solo acts.
Lastly, I have been having a spat with my account and wanted to make sure that my responses to reviews are being received; because that would really suck to spend time on something for my wonderful reviewers only to find out you guys haven't been getting them.