Ai Teng
Chapter Eleven: Tension is In the Air Tonight
Breakfast was strained between several of the Gryffindors. Hermione was very tense with Ron; she had heard what happened last night and it was just dreadful. She didn't even look at Ron for his behavior. She looked over at Harry, his eyes were bloodshot and his lips were in a thin line. His green eyes kept sweeping over his plate, but he didn't touch his food at all.
Harry sighed and looked across the table. Draco was sitting directly across from him; as ordered by Dumbledore and Professor Snape. He was ignoring Harry. 'I'd be ignoring me too if I were him.'
Draco calmly ate the rest of his breakfast before looking at Harry. "You better eat Potter," Draco lowly said.
Harry looked pathetically up at Draco, "I'm sorry."
"Just forget it. Dumbledore is making changes in the dorms today so that way there won't be a repeat of last night."
Harry nodded and then smiled, "Then I can 'move in' with you and take you up on your offer?"
Draco couldn't help the small smile that crept up, "My, my Mr. Potter, aren't we getting a bit daring?"
Harry laughed with Draco who became serious, "Eat; now."
Harry rolled his eyes and obliged. He looked over at Hermione who shook her head with a knowing smile.
In potions, Harry wished he never woke up that morning. The only thing worse than having Professor Snape talk down to him in class, was being paired up with Seamus.
Draco gave an apologetic look; Harry not really understanding what Draco was sorry for.
"Seamus, you just threw in that whole root without chopping it up! And I haven't stirred the potion yet either!" Harry's exclamation caused Professor Snape to have their attention.
"You, Finnegan are daft!" Snape quickly emptied the cauldron with a flick of his wand, "Potter, Finnegan, you both have detention with me tonight! And fifty points from Gryffindor."
Harry glared at Seamus and then pitifully looked at Draco. Draco smirked when Professor Snape praised his and some other student's potion.
Lunch was a godsend; Hermione, Draco, and Harry were talking about how their days went.
"I still can't believe he took fifty points from Gryffindor and gave you a detention Harry!" Ginny's eyes were wide after listening in on the older teens talk.
"When you kicked me out I kind-a flipped my lid off to Severus; I was really hurt that you'd do that," Draco looked apologetically to his boyfriend.
"Oh, so you are the reason why he was extra harsh on me," Harry's sarcastic tone put Draco off.
"Are you mad at me because I needed to vent?"
"I was just joking! I am pretty sure he would have taken points away from me either way," Harry said dismissively.
"Yeah, we all know that he hates you," Ginny said with a hint of bitterness.
"He doesn't hate you, or at least he didn't… His only beef with you was old petty problems from his teenage years. Now he doesn't like you because of last night…" Draco trailed off, still feeling a tad bit sorry.
Harry rolled is eyes, and they landed on an irate Ron. Apparently, Hermione still wasn't talking to Ron for his outrageous behavior and Ginny was being mean to him as well. Ron looked back at Harry and gave a half glower; it wasn't as strong as it could have been, but it was still pretty angry.
Harry looked down at his plate and then over at Draco who looked at him with concern, "Are you okay, Harry?"
Harry gave a small fake smile and nodded. He held Draco's hand under the table and Draco gave a tiny squeeze. A true smile plastered on Harry's face at the motion and he put another piece of food in his mouth.
Dumbledore looked over at his little Gryffindors. A small frown came to his face at the sight of the once unbreakable trio. Ron was off to himself. 'I guess things are a little worse than I had thought they'd be…' His frown increased, 'Maybe I should have had young Malfoy stay with Severus…? Or is this problem because of Harry and Draco's relationship?' Dumbledore tried to think of the situation at hand. He wasn't sure if Draco was the main reason for the split and he wasn't sure if Draco's arrangements would have made any difference between the three if he had just stayed in the dungeons.
Dinner came and went and now Draco was standing in front of his new bedroom door. Dumbledore was on his right as Harry was on his left. Draco's new door was between the stairs that led to the boys and girls' dormitories.
Several students looked at the door and at the headmaster along with the new controversial couple. Along with those students were Hermione, Ginny, Ron, Neville, and Dean. Seamus was nowhere to be found.
"Draco, this room will be password and voice protected. The only people who can get in besides you, will be Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, Harry, and I," Dumbledore had said this loud enough for the eavesdroppers to hear and then in a lower voice added, "The fireplace is connected to Grimmauld Place."
Harry and Draco nodded to show that they understood. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled in the light, "And Harry, I spoke to Professor Snape about that detention…," at the mention of it, Harry's eyes widened because he had completely forgotten about it, "but don't worry, because you don't have it. I had simply explained that it wasn't your fault and it wasn't your careless mistake."
With that said, Dumbledore left, leaving behind a stunned duo. "How did he know about that incident today in Potions?" Draco asked.
Harry looked towards the entrance of the common room and shrugged. Had someone told Dumbledore… because he always seemed to know things that he hadn't seen… or did he?
"Okay, so I get to choose my password now and whatever I say will be my password…" Draco went quiet for a moment to contemplate what his password should be. He thought really hard about his life and certain phrases that he had learned in other languages. He needed something to associate his life to, "Ai teng."
"Ai…Teng?" Harry looked puzzled at what was just said.
"My password is ai teng," Draco looked hard at the door and heard a click. Once he heard it, he opened up the door and motioned for Harry to follow.
They both looked around. There was a fireplace a few feet away from the door, basically in the center of the room on the right wall. A queen sized bed with black covers was directly across from the fireplace and the pillows were huge and silver. The drapes themselves were a translucent black. The carpet was a dark forest or emerald green. Several desks were placed about the opposite wall of the door. The walls themselves were an off white, meant to be silver, with green borders.
"This place is gorgeous," Harry breathed.
Draco took notice to the ceiling; the image of the Slytherin flag was up there and he thought that was the finishing touch.
"I know," Draco then jumped onto his bed.
"So what is the deal with the password?" asked Harry. He was now lying down on the bed snuggled up to Draco and one of the big silver pillows.
"Well, I thought about everything in my life and how it was associated with pain. And I also thought about the Malfoy name in general. It attracts pain and misery; to be honest I thought the Malfoys (or the majority) loved it. So I chose 'ai teng', which in Chinese means 'love pain'."
Draco lay down next to Harry; both of them curled around the same pillow, staring into each others eyes. Once again, green met gray, and everything else seemed to just fade out. Draco's hand rested on Harry's; his thumb gently stroking over Harry's fingers.
"I'm sleepy…" Harry finally said a half hour later.
"Then go to sleep," Draco yawned.
"But my stuff…" Harry then yawned too.
"Oh I know!" Draco shot up, "you could call Dobby for me?!"
Harry tiredly rolled his eyes and lazily called out for Dobby.
"Yes, Harry Potter-s sir!" Dobby bowed, "Dobby is here to serve… MASTER DRACO!" Dobby squeaked.
"Dobby, I've missed you terribly!" Draco whined.
"Dobby, I was wondering if you could get all my things from the dormitory and bring them here."
Dobby nodded vigorously and popped away.
A second later Dobby returned with all of Harry's items.
"Thanks Dobby, that'll be all," Harry gave Dobby a small smile.
Dobby apparated out of the room; right after he gave an excited glance at his former-master Draco.
Harry quietly changed into his pajamas with Draco staring at him while trying to do the same.
"You know, it is kind-a creepy that you keep staring at me like that…" Harry said with a smirk.
"Now Harry, I am just admiring my boyfriend," Draco gave his own predatory smirk before lunging at Harry.
He attacked Harry's lips with his own, and forcefully stuck his tongue into the dark haired boy's mouth.
Harry moaned and wrapped his arms around Draco; both of their sides hitting the mattress of their new bed.
Draco made it so that they both were completely on the bed and that he was on top. He straddled Harry's waist and started to rock back and forth. Harry in response arched upwards and gave a delighted moan.
Harry then started to kiss and nip at Draco's neck, biting roughly at the exposed area. Draco moaned and started to pant while his groin rubbed against another hard one. The tension and strain was getting to them both, and they became impatient. They started to thrust at each other harder and faster, both of them moaning into their kisses.
With one final shove of his hips, Draco let out a groan of satisfaction. Harry sighed and places a tender kiss on the bruised neck and then pecked Draco's lips.
"G'night Harry…" Draco pulled the covers over both of them.
Neither of them cleaned themselves up and both drifted off to sleep, relishing in the new found freedom of their room.
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