NK: Hello Lovely Readers! Sorry this took so long to update, been working my bum off! Hopefully the next chapter won't take as long! OH! And there is sexual content in this chapter as well as the use of one of my favorite naughty words . . . you'll see. Enjoy!
Chapter Twenty: Mission Possible Ferret!
On the way to Transfigurations Harry stepped into an empty classroom and dug his hand into his pocket to pull out the mischievous ferret, who squeaked loudly in protest at the abrupt manhandling. Harry held up the wriggling fur ball by the scruff of his neck and held him at eye level, "Alright you furry pervert, this is suppose to be punishment not playtime with Harry's privates! Now stay out of my knickers!"
"Are you kidding me?" Draco squeaked out fully aware that Harry had no idea what he was saying, "I'm a Slytherin! Well now I'm a ferret Slytherin, but that is simply besides the point?"
"Why do I have the feeling that you are not agreeing with me?" Harry remarked as he continued to glare at Draco. Draco, being who he was, picked up his furry head and licked the tip of Harry's nose; using every trick possible to look like an angel in ferret form. "That doesn't convince me you prat," Harry muttered as he tucked the ferret back into the pocket.
Sitting down in Transfigurations Harry pulled out some parchment and quills to settled down for a completely boring lecture; not that Transfigurations was boring, but Professor McGonagall was SUCH a stickler for the theory behind every bloody incantation.
Draco was thinking along the same lines as he entertained himself in Harry's pocket by nibbling on a piece of biscuit he had saved earlier, 'this women could make changing dirt into diamonds seem like the most mundane task,' he thought as he licked crumbs off his claws. Fifteen minutes later Draco, after his mid morning snack had been consumed, decided to make his presences known and climbed out of the pocket to scurry about Harry's cloak.
Harry started when he felt Draco scamper around his body, "don't you dare do anything or I'll give you to Shasa as a squeeze toy," the raven haired boy threatened quickly. Naturally Draco paid no heed to the warning and began poking his nose where ever possible. Harry hissed when Draco wriggled into his shirt and started licking his stomach like there was no tomorrow. It took an enormous amount of will power not to burst out laughing as the little tongue and nose inspected every bit of his stomach.
The furry bastard was getting suspiciously close to his nipples when Harry squished the rodent through his shirt, holding the wriggling creature still without drawing attention to himself, "don't even think about it." Draco squeaked innocently but changed his trajectory to Harry's shoulder where he entertained himself by darting out his head and licking Harry's neck before any of the surrounding students noticed his presence. This little game continued until the end of class when Harry grabbed the unsuspecting ferret while pretending to stretch; the annoyed raven haired boy glared at the ferret as he wiped off the slobber left on his neck, Draco just looked positively delighted with himself.
Heading to potions with Draco hitching a ride up his right sleeve, he didn't trust the ferret to ride in his pocket at the moment; Harry was weaving through the throng of students when a good looking Ravenclaw boy appeared next to him.
The boy was tall, around six four, with fair skin and light honey colored hair, "Alone are we?" the boy asked with a predatory smile, he held out his hand, "I'm Gabriel Valmark," he said with an air or importance, "I've wanted to speak with you before but you seem to be surrounded by the rabble," Valmark mentioned as he griped Harry's hand, "or an overprotective bird," he added the last bit of the sentence with distaste coloring his voice. Harry smiled indulgently as he tried to take his hand from the boy's, who seemed to be content to keep holding his hand; Draco however was having nothing of it, baring his teeth and growling protectively (as much as a ferret could) Draco lunged forward and sunk his teeth into the offenders hand. Valmark howled satisfactorily, tearing his hand away from Harry's as a bright white ferret fell from the emerald eyes boy's sleeve and dashed down the corridor.
"Shit! Dra, err, Squishy!" Harry yelled as he sprinted down the corridor in chase, "get back here!" Barreling into the potions classroom, which was empty due to no student wanting to spend any free time in Snape's pit, Harry scanned the classroom hoping to catch a glimpse of white. When he didn't spot the ferret from the doorway Harry ran around the classroom looking for Draco but found no clue to the rodent's whereabouts.
"Lose something?" A silky voice questioned from behind. Harry spun around to find Severus standing in his most intimidating pose, the picture dimmed drastically as the potion's master stroked a smug looking ferret that seemed to be nibbling on something the professor must have given him.
"Stupid ferret!" Harry growled as he snatched Draco from Severus' arms, "spectacular job at being inconspicuous." Draco gave him a look that said, 'and I care because?' sat up in Harry's hand, licked his maw and then began grooming himself. Harry huffed in annoyance and went to take his seat.
Soon Potions started and Harry went to work on the next stage in their potion. Draco, no longer worried about being seen, stayed on Harry's desk licking his fur to perfection. Once he had finished his own spectacular coat Draco, now bored to death, decided to help Harry with his own coat, or in human terms, hair. Jumping from the desk onto Harry's lap Draco climbed up the shirt and perched himself on top of the head of wild raven locks. Irritated with Draco's new escapade Harry tried to remove Draco from his head but had to relent when the ferret hissed in displeasure and tried to take a sizeable chunk of his finger. After Draco had effectively claimed his territory he set to work of the mass that was Harry's hair; systematically licking, raking and smoothing down the wild hair until it began to take on a stylistic appearance.
Fully engrossed in his work Draco didn't notice when the bell signaled the end of class nor did he notice as all the other students filed out of class, shooting Harry curious looks as they did so.
Lida was having a hard time holding in her laughter as she watched a disgruntled Harry shooting glares up to the white ferret that was currently grooming his head, "what the hell?!" She burst out laughing when the ferret finished its work and perched itself proudly on Harry's shoulder, "when did you get a ferret?!"
"When I decided to punish Draco by turning him into a ferret," Harry said after he checked the surrounding area, Lida's laughter doubled, "but the little rodent absolutely refuses to take the punishment lying down!" Draco chirped happily and scrambled down onto the desk to bear his stomach, squeaking adorably as he trained his pretty eyes on Harry pleadingly. Harry turned to putty and began rubbing the fluffy belly as he turned his huge emerald eyes to Lida, "and he's just so damn cute that I can't even reprimand him properly."
Lida continued to laugh as she watched Draco the ferret purr in unashamed pleasure, "why don't you start from the beginning and we'll go from there. We can have lunch in the kitchens so we won't be overheard," Lida offered.
"You know how to get into the kitchens?" Harry asked picking up the mushy ferret.
Lida smirked, "privilege of dating a Weasley."
Upon entering the kitchen Harry and Lida were mobbed by eager house elves who ushered them to a small table and began piling mounds of food on it, Harry was rather impressed that the table didn't bow under the tremendous weight. Salivating at the delicious aromas Harry told Lida the story of Draco the Ferret as they filled their stomachs and watched the antics of Draco as he set up camp on a silver platter of gourmet sandwiches.
"Oh Gross!" Harry yelled at Draco, who had tried to drink some of Harry's pumpkin juice when the raven haired boy's head was turned, when the ferret nose dived into the goblet having misjudging his weight, "get your own drink rodent!" Draco sputtered as his furry head popped up from the drink dripping with pumpkin juice.
Harry and Lida laughed at the pathetic look they were being given, "you got yourself into my drink now get yourself out," Harry said not moved in the least. Draco struggled for a few moments, much to the pair's enjoyment, before looking at Harry and giving a loud 'Help Me!' squeak. Deciding to end the torture Harry banished the juice, cleaned Draco and picked up the pathetic ball of fluff, "are we going to do that again?" Harry asked teasingly. Draco shook his head vigorously in the negative and gave off a few high pitched chirps.
"Aww," Lida cooed as Draco scurried around the table sniffing the different food items, occasionally squeaking cheerfully when he nibbled on something he liked, "so cute!" Draco snifed at Lida and rolled his eyes but quickly went back to his munching.
As lunch ended Harry tucked the now very plump sleepy ferret into his pocket and left for DADA class; upon entering said classroom Harry and Lida were pounced on by an overly excited Sirius.
"Harry! Just the boy I wanted to see! Do you have your pet ferret on you by any chance?" Harry raised an eyebrow in question but pulled the snoozing ferret from his pocket. "Perfect!" Sirius exclaimed as he whipped out a camera, "Say Cheese!" Harry moved Draco so that the ferret was belly up across his hands and smiled brightly, "Cheese!"
Draco jumped at the loud nose and bright light. Slowly blinking his eyes open Draco became blinded as the another bright light encased him; it took a little while for his sleepy brain to register what was happening but when he finally pieced it together he squealed in protest and tried to wriggle out of Harry's grasp, "No Pictures! No. Bloody. Pictures!"
Sirius cackled evilly as he pointed his want at Draco, "hold 'em still Harry!" he said just before uttering a simple incantation while Draco struggled in vain cursing everyone to the pits of hell.
Harry damn near died on the spot when Sirius' spell took effect and he found himself to be the proud owner of a bright pink ferret, "Bwahahahahahaha! Draco the amazing pink ferret! Ahahahahaha!" Harry laughed uncontrollably as he fought to keep Draco from escaping and also pose the pink fur ball for all the pictures Sirius was snapping. Lida meanwhile had giving up on standing and had fallen into the nearest seat pounding the desk with her fists as tears of laughter fell from her eyes. "I think my job here is done," Sirius said brightly as he tucked away the camera and canceled the spell on Draco.
"Mark my words mutt," Draco growled in his cute little ferret voice as he bared his teeth at the smiling Professor, "it may not come today, it may not come tomorrow, but one day – when you least expect it – vengeance will be mine!"
Obviously pumped up from his success Sirius challenged his class to an impromptu duel where it would be three student verses one Sirius Black, the prize being a coveted get out of test free card. The Black House patriarch easily dueled through over half the class, being able to through up protective shields and shoot off offensive spells at the speed of thought. Professor Black cackled as the latest challengers limped, or in one case crawled, of the platform, "Alright!" he barked, "whose next?"
"That would be us," Gideon replied confidently, Sirius raised an eyebrow as Gideon, Ron and Harry sauntered onto the platform. One smirk, three goofy ass smiles and four proper bows later the dueling area erupted in all out warfare. Brilliant beams of light ranging in various colors illuminated the classroom as the power behind the spells pulsated through the air.
Draco, watching the combat from the safety of Lida's arms, chirped happily when Gideon nicked Professor Black with a burning hex, 'not that I'm cheering for the Gryffindor idiot,' he though to himself in assurance. Ron and Harry teamed up, Harry throwing a decoy curse that gave Ron the split second he needed to hit Professor Black with a pale orange jinks. The class gasped in shock as the Professor began doing summersaults on the platform; well most of the class gasped, Draco was rolling on Lida's desk laughing hysterically at the amusing show Professor Black was giving.
After nullifying the jinks and dodging a couple hexes Professor Black was back in action, stunning Ron and removing his body from the platform before anyone could blink. Sirius threw a triumphant smirk at his two remaining opponents, "one down two to go!"
Gideon and Harry shared and look and yelled, "bring it on Old Timer!" And with a war cry worthy of New Zealand's All Blacks, coming from Sirius of course, the duel was back on.
Draco cheered, err, chirped and bounced up and down as only a ferret can when one of Harry's hexes hit Professor Black square in the chest, "Go Slytherin!" For a moment nothing seemed to be different, that is until Professor Black cast a spell on his clothes changing them into a fully decked out disco outfit. All the students and one ferret laughed themselves silly as Sirius cued a magical music box and began performing the muggle song Staying Alive. When the song ended Professor Black came out of his trance ready to pummel his godsons, who had already seen the murderous glint in their godfather's eyes and bolted from the classroom yelling/singing "Staying Alive" loudly as they ran for their lives.
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Professor Remus Lupin was sipping a cup of tea as he waited for his next class to begin, he mused that he probably loved free periods just as much as the students did. Using this time to collect himself quietly he took another sip just as a red faced Gideon and Harry burst through his doors and hide behind his chair; deciding to finish his tea before questioning the boys turned out to be a bad a idea when Sirius flew through the door in the most ridiculous silver and gold (and lets not forget bright green) outfit he had ever seen, and so Remus choked on his tea.
"Not one word Lupin! Just hand over those two miscreants and we can all pretend this never happened," Sirius growled as he stalked closer to the two boys laughing behind Remus.
"Oh I don't think this moment should be forgotten Padfoot. In fact I believe it should be framed," Remus commented cryptically, and before Sirius could ask what in the blue blazes Remus was talking about the werewolf had pulled a camera from his desk and snapped a few pictures of the flabbergasted Mr. Black in Disco Glory.
Yelping in dismay Sirius quickly un-transfigured his clothing and sent a sulky look at his mate, "that's cheating!"
Remus smiled belligerently, "All's fair in Love and War. Now kindly return to your classroom before you scare away my students . . . again."
"Hey! It wasn't my fault you forgot to lock the door," Sirius retorted as he stomped out of the room.
"Thanks Moony!" Gideon said still laughing.
"Anytime boys, especially if you're going to bring me such great blackmail material. Anyways, why don't you take a seat while your classmates arrive? No need to go to your usual seats, today we're going to one of the paddocks for class."
Lida walked into Care of Magical Creatures not at all surprised to see Harry and Gideon giggling like idiot in the front row, "Rather proud of yourselves are we?" She asked as she gave Harry his bag, Draco leaping off her shoulder wanting to congratulate his intended on a job well done. Crawling up Harry's shirt and curling around the warm neck the little white ferret began purring loudly in content, nuzzling the throat with his small nose.
"You'll be happy to know that Professor Lupin snapped a few pictures of Sirius still wearing the disco getup," Harry said gleefully as he petted Draco.
The ferret's mouth dropped open, "are you serious?!" he perked his head up and chirped happily. 'I wonder if I could buy a set,' Draco thought, plans of humiliation running through his mind.
Remus led the class to a large paddock hidden in a clearing a short ways inside the Forbidden Forest where several beautiful hippogriffs grazed, "today's lesson is on the proper behavior, care and training of the common hippogriff. As you all should have read hippogriffs are very prideful creatures; insulting one may very well be the last thing you ever do. Now, who can tell me how to greet a hippogriff without losing life or limb?"
Lida leaned into Harry's ear, "you might not want to participate in today's lesson," she whispered as Hermione answered the professor's question, "Ferrets are considered a yummy snack to a hippogriff." Draco meeped from Harry's neck and then burrowed down into Harry's shirt for safety.
"Perfect answer Miss Granger. I would like for all of you to get into groups of no more than five and choose a hippogriff to approach. For those who do not feel confident or simply do not wish to have contact with the creatures first hand you may stay outside the be-spelled fence where they can not reach you," Remus said and then stepped aside to view the classes' progress.
Taking up residency on the fence instead of just outside it Harry was happy to find that a few of the other students elected to stay behind as well, and to his great amusement shared the stories of why. One Ravenclaw boy told them how at the tender age of four a hippogriff had chased him around the family farm after he had gotten too close to its new foal, permanently scarring him for life of course. A Hufflepuff girl recalled how her older brothers had caught a wild hippogriff and thought it would be great fun to trick her into riding it; luckily her father was an excellent broom rider and was able to rescue her midair, she's hated the silly creatures ever since (and loathed her brothers entirely!).
When it was Harry's turn he pulled the unwilling ferret, proven by the scratch marks on his skin, from his shirt and explained that he didn't want his new pet to become a hippo-snack.
The girls took one look at Draco the wriggling ferret and squealed; they gushed over the small creature, petting and stroking the soft fur as they continually commented on how beautiful he was. Draco loved every moment of it. Realistically he knew that he should be insulted at being referred to as 'cute,' 'sweet,' and 'adorable' but with so many hands rubbing the many sweet spots on his body Draco was living in sensation overload and was quite content to stay there. Besides, at the moment the only thing his brain would allow him to do was purr and chirped blissfully.
A little while later, bolstered by all the attention he was receiving, Draco wriggled free from all the hands, leaped from the fence into the pasture and starting frolicking in the grass. Stalking through the grass and pouncing on the oblivious bugs.
Harry and the others watched the little ferret's antics unmindful of the surrounding area until Harry realized the Draco was stalking stealthy through the grass towards Valmark, "Squishy! Don't!" he hissed as loudly as he dared not wanting to draw the attention of Valmark's hippogriff to Draco.
Gliding through the grass as a shark through water Draco locked in on his prey while he skillfully avoided the notice of the surrounding inhabitants, hippogriff or student. Moving under the cloak and positioning himself behind the halfwit's foot Draco swiftly snapped his jaws around the boy's Achilles tendon, shaking his head from side to side hard enough to send blood spilling into his mouth as well as onto the ground.
Harry watched on in dread as Valmark suddenly yelled out in pain; falling to the ground holding his left ankle as a white streak flashed though the grass, catching the attention of the three closest hippogriffs. "He's Fucked!" The raven haired boy cursed as he sprinted towards Draco, who just happened to be sprinting directly towards him.
"I'm Fucked!" Draco squeaked as he jumped to the side, narrowly avoiding the shiny gray beak that was trying to tear him to pieces, "don't you dare eat me you bloody mules with wings!" he growled as the second hippogriff's beak barely missed his torso. When a third beak appeared in his vision Draco the super ferret jumped for all he was worth and went flying past the deadly beak, landing on the relative safety of the beast's feathery head. The Malfoy heir then screamed bloody murder as the donkey on crack threw its head from side to side violently in an attempt to dislodge him, but Draco had all paws available holding onto the squawking animal in a death grip and wasn't planning on obliging the crazy creature anytime soon.
The other two hippogriffs, not giving a sniff for their comrade's plight, snapped at his head hoping to snatch the tasty morsel for themselves. Buckbeak, who Draco was currently riding, screamed in fury at the other two, rearing back and sprinting away from the two challengers.
"Ahhhhhh!" Draco screamed in an ear piercing pitch as the barmy mule took off running, "I'm going to have you stuffed and mounted you bloody beast!"
Not sure what to do Draco was holding on for dear life when out of the blue he saw Harry vaulting over the hippogriff. Harry ripped Draco from the creatures head, literally since Draco had taken several feathers with him - "HA HA you pigeon! They're Mine Now," and took off running towards the fence wanting to get the hell out of there. With three Hippogriffs hot on his trail Harry quickened his pace and sailed over the fence with a form that would make an Olympic hurdler envious and breathed in the sweet air of victory from outside the be-spelled fence.
"I hope that was worth it," Harry muttered as he sat on the ground with Draco safely in his lap. The emerald eyed boy shook his head hopelessly as Draco the ferret smiled, blood splattered on the white fur of his muzzle, and waving the hippogriff's feathers like a victory flag while chirping the equivalent of "hell yeah it was!"
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Breathing out in relief once he had entered the safety of Draco's room Harry plopped down ungracefully on the couch and placed the squirming ferret on the coffee table, "now listen carefully, we need to be quick about this if we're going to pull this off in time." Harry transfigured a piece of parchment into a ferret sized backpack, pink much to Draco's distaste, "here is your mission since you have no choice but to except it: Shasa has been keeping track of Dumbledore's daily habits and everyday before dinner he has his favorite cuppa served by a most trusted house elf, a house elf I've talked into helping us with this little prank. Unfortunately for us he keeps the tea kettle and cup on the shelf behind his chair, probably to make sure it isn't tampered with; Shasa will guide you to the Head Master's office and help lace the cup with this potion, and I need you to do this because even with Shasa's description I can not be sure how many drops of the potency-level-yellow potion can be put in before the potion would be detected," Harry smiled evilly, "and the more drops the better the revenge."
Harry helped the reluctant ferret into the backpack and with a pat to the furry behind sent him on his way, "be sure to get back here right away so we can be to dinner in time for the show!"
Shasa, having been waiting for Draco, slithered past the jittery ferret and with a flick of her tail beckoned him to follow. It seemed to take forever as they winded through dark, damp and incredibly smelly passageways; having stepped in yet another sticky something Draco began chirping about the injustice of it all, "really! A Malfoy in such filthy surroundings!"
He ranting was soon cut short as a sharp hiss emitting from Shasa brought him back to reality. Carefully he poked his head out of the small hole and saw the aged Headmaster looking over some parchments. Slowly ferret and serpent crossed the floor and climbed up the nearest bookshelf.
For a moment Draco couldn't find the elusive tea set and was uncertain of which course to take, his fears were soon laid to rest however when a gold tea set, encrusted with red rubies and dancing lions, flickered from the fading sun light. 'Great Gods above,' Draco thought rolling his eyes, 'I bet the man even shits scarlet and gold.'
Intent on getting this over with as soon as possible Draco took the most direct route towards the tea set. Draco's heart stopped when he lost track of his tail, knocking over a large book that was kind enough to create a loud thud that seemed to echo throughout the office. Fast as lightening the two creatures hid themselves, Shasa sending him an annoyed look just before she disappeared, as Dumbledore stood from his chair to investigate the sound.
Holding his breath Draco watched as Dumbledore picked up the tome, shifting his light blue eyes to survey the shelves in suspicion. Returning the book to its proper place Dumbledore started shifting through the shelf in search for the cause of the books fall.
Dumbledore's hand reached towards Draco, 'damn! I really do not wish to bite that gnarled appendage,' the ferret thought as he pushed back further, 'it would probably take hours of brushing to get rid of the taste!' Draco was saved from the awful task of biting the walking fossil by Shasa who knocked over a few of the many trinkets lining the office wall. Unknowingly pulling his hand away from Draco Dumbledore muttered something about silly castles, cast a spell to return the newly fallen items and returned to his work.
With the Head Master back to his work Draco continued his ascent, more careful this time as to where his tail was, reaching his goal well after Shasa. "Show off," Draco squeaked softly at the smug looking serpent. Helpful as always, Shasa pulled the vial from the pink backpack and placed it next to the cup for Draco to pour. Calculating the approximate capacity of the overly large tea cup Draco figured that it could easily take seven drops of the potion before the taste of the potion would come through.
Teetering precariously Draco used his little ferret arms to lift the vial and with his normal painstaking precision titled the potion so that seven perfectly identical drops hit the bottom of the cup. Satisfied, Draco corked the vial and waited patiently as Shasa slipped it back into his oh so unmanly backpack, 'he just had to add frills to the ugly thing didn't he.'
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Harry looked up from the homework he was doing on Draco's bed when he heard an agitated growl, more like an adorable little rarr, coming from the floor. Peering off the foot of the bed he saw a filthy, muck covered, brown colored ferret walking into the room like a kitten with tape stuck to all four paws.
"Not only am I filthy and smell but I still have this ridiculous pick atrocity attached to my person. Remove it at once and the bathe me!" Growled the dirty fur ball who was now more than a bit miffed at the fact that his future mate was laughing at him instead of following his orders.
"What happened to you?" Harry finally asked through his laughter, 'where's a camera when you need one?!' he added in thought.
We took a little detour on the way back and I accidentally led him right into a puddle of some rather disgusting water Shasa hissed cheerfully, she was clearly quite pleased with herself.
Harry smiled, walking over to Draco he picked up the putrid smelly ferret heading towards the bathroom, "let's get you cleaned up shall we? Can't miss seeing the fruits of your labor come to bare!"
Draco chirped, "about bloody time," and watched as Harry filled up the large bath yearning to drive into the bubbly water and cleanse himself from the layers of grim he could feel caked all over his body.
Not wanting to get the nice clean tub water overly dirty with stinky muck Harry put an unhappy Draco into the sink and rinsed off as much of the muck as he could while Draco looked up at him in scorn. 'He looks like a grumpy wet kitten,' Harry thought as his managed to keep his laughter contained.
Once Draco's fur had been restored to a more whitish color Harry pulled him out of the sink and unable to stop himself chucked the surprised ferret into the soapy water. It went a little something like this: Toss – Flying Ferret "Squee!" – Belly flop plop – painful slow sinking to the bottom of the tub. Resurfacing to breathe in some much needed air Draco dove right back under the water to avoid Harry's hand; coming up just out of reach Draco glared at the laughing prat, "go away you sadistic bird! I will bathe myself thank you very much!"
"I have no idea what you just said, err, squeaked," Harry responded chuckling as he watched Draco swim awkwardly, "but I promise I won't do anything harmful to you at the present moment in time." Not entirely convinced Draco gave Harry a skeptical look, which was awfully cute coming from a drowned ferret, and slowly doggy paddled within the raven haired boy's reach.
Leaving no spot un-cleaned Harry pulled a soapy Draco from the tub, rinsed him off and cast a high level drying spell that transformed the ferret from soggy to fluffy in .2 seconds, Draco growl/ squeaked angrily. Harry gave him a cheeky grin, "couldn't stop myself," was emerald eye's boy response before he jumped back onto Draco's bed to finish the last bit of his homework before dinner.
Draco sent one last glare in Harry's direction before he set to the task of fixing his puffy fur. 'At least I don't smell like troll butt anymore,' the ferret thought as he smoothed down the last bit of his coat. Once he had completed his grooming Draco sat on the dresser contemplating how to get back at Harry when he felt his body start to tingle; he grinned wickedly when he recognized the sensation of the transfiguration wearing off, 'I must thank Sev for giving me the Meadowsweet root. He'll be delighted to know that it does lessen the transformation duration.'
Calming himself Draco allowed the magic to morph his body back to its original state of perfection; he stood a moment to look over his nude form for any mistakes before he set his eyes of the unsuspecting raven haired boy that thought himself perfectly safe on the large bed, kicking his feet in the air as he lay on his stomach.
Walking over with cat like grace Draco soundlessly approached Harry from behind, waiting until the boy put both legs down onto the bed before quickly claiming the dominating spot on top the clothed body.
Physically holding the startled boy down he moved his lips over the Harry's ear, "and just what makes you think you can lay in my bed without me in it?" Draco purred. Harry was too shocked to response, Draco sucked on his earlobe delighting in the shivers that moved down Harry's body, "I think you are over dressed, let me help you with that."
Harry finally pulled out of his stupor as Draco pulled him into a kneeling position and began taking off his shirt, "How?" he asked while the veela tossed his shirt onto the floor and caressed his upper body.
Draco bite his neck playfully, "that's for me to know are for you to find out," he moved his hands lower, "how about we have a little fun before dinner?" The blonde haired boy asked moving Harry's head back to capture his lips into a wet kiss. Harry moaned acceptingly into Draco's mouth.
Breaking the kiss Draco pushed Harry so that he was on his hands and knees before moving a hand lower to unzip the boy's trousers where he then slipped his hand inside to fondle the boys privates, Harry groaned. Draco teased his beautiful submissive with his left hand, his right raking through the raven locks as he lavished attention on the toned back with his mouth.
Harry was making the most beautiful whimpering sounds Draco had ever heard when he decided to step this little session up a notch, "stay here," Draco whispered huskily as he moved to grab a tube of lube from his bedside table drawer. Popping the cap open he slicked up his cock before returning to his previous position behind Harry. Draco then moved Harry so the boy was leaning on his left forearm; bringing the free right hand towards his own neglected sex, he hissed in pleasure when Harry wrapped his fingers around his waiting cock without hesitation.
As Harry began stroking Draco sex the silvery eyed veela put some lube onto his hand and slipped it back into Harry's trousers where he went to work pumping up and down on Harry's hard and willing cock. As one Harry and Draco began rocking in time to the hard stroking motions they were doing to each other's bodies, sweating, panting and groaning in pleasure as they brought each other to completion. Both boys came hard into their lover's hand.
Draco asked Harry to cast a cleaning charm, since the boy still hand his wand, and then pulled the sated submissive into his body to hold affectionately. After a few moments Harry started to snigger, "and what it so amusing," Draco questioned, raising an eye brow at the boy's odd behavior.
"Oh nothing," Harry laughed, "just that Lida will be tickled pink to finally have the answer to her question."
Draco looked at Harry in confusion, "and which one is that?"
Harry's eyes were dancing, "if dominant veelas were hung like dragons. I'm not sure if I should be please with your large endowment or completely petrified for the full bonding."
Draco's eye glazed over lustfully at the thought of making love to Harry, he kissed the wild raven hair, "no worries luv. Unlike most idiots I know how to use my cock in ways that will have you screaming my name for hours," he purred in his sex god voice.
Harry kissed Draco passionately, "I can't wait," the unusually bold submissive purred back. More than ready for round two Draco was about to suggest another position when Harry rolled over and jumped off the bed, "speaking of cocks! We must go see the one in the Great Hall!" And with a few hands flicks from Harry both boys were dressed and out the bedroom door before Draco had anytime to protest.
"I assume you are referring to the Head Master?" Draco asked in a voice that clearly told Harry he would rather go back into the bedroom than watch Dumbledore be attacked by bees again, or whatever it was Harry was planning.
Harry flashed him a playful smirk, "but of course!"
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Halfway through dinner Harry was about to burst, 'just a little bit longer,' he thought as he mentally cackled in malicious pleasure; not that anyone could tell there was something different about him, with a perfect mask firmly placed over his features he waited in anticipation.
"Are you sure you did it right," Draco asked quietly, "because I have yet to see for what reason I had to be subjected to what could only be the filthiest place on earth."
Harry smiled mischievously, "just a bit longer Squishy," Draco scowled at the name, Harry smirked, "only a few minutes now."
True to his words a mere two minutes later an ear shattering crowing filled the Great Hall at the same moment the head table was covered in different colored feathers. The entire student body gazed up at the head table in stunned silence where, when the feathers had settled, there stood a giant rooster tall and proud with his green, red, and white feathers gleaming pompously, and his head bobbing back and forth showing off the bright red comb and wattle.
"COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!!" Crowed the Head Master, efficiently shattering the silence.
All four house tables burst into roaring laughter as the rooster Dumbledore hopped onto the head table and began pecking at the food as teachers looked on in utter disbelief. The laughter tripled when Professor Flitwick tried to restrain the rooster; only succeeding in scaring the bird and sending it running around the room screeching, the teachers all bolting from their chairs to chase him down.
Well almost all the teachers. Severus, who was not going to do something so idiotic as run after poultry, refused to leave his seat but was watching the spectacle in barely concealed amusement. Remus was currently dying of laughter on the floor and couldn't even hope to stand. Sirius however was more than willing to run after the squawking Head Master shooting off spells left and right that only seemed to increase the bird's frenzy.
The crowning moment came when Remus Lupin had finally managed to pull himself up off the floor, only to watch as the giant rooster sprinted past again screeching to high heavens, doubling over in laughter and pounding his fist on the table the professor yelled out louder than intended, "now that Severus is a six foot cock."