Day Walker
Disclaimer: I only own Damien and the snake Salazar, not the name Salazar. That name belongs to JK. Rowling along with the rest of the characters in this chapter.
Summary: The three boys enter the Room of Requirement.
Warning: This story contains slash, as in kissing, touching or sexual contact between people of the same sex. In this case, boys.
Author's Note: This chapter may contain some errors because it is un- betaed. It will be reposted when my beta has looked at it.
//...// Parseltongue
~Chapter 18~
~Room of Requirement~
When they reached the tapestry of Barnabas they walked past the hidden entrance to the Room of Requirement, all of them thinking hard about a place of privacy. The very second they passed it the third time, an invisible knife cut a door in the stone wall at the boys' left hand side and a doorknob popped out if the brick. Harry turned the doorknob and opened the door. The three boys stepped through it and into a large room with three fluffy armchairs, two big sofas, a big table with carvings of snakes on its legs and a case of Butterbeers standing next to the table.
"Who ordered that?" Harry pointed at the Butterbeer case.
"Guilty." Damien attempted to look guilty as well. It failed. "I just love Butterbeer and thought that this would be a great oppertunity to get my hands on some outside of a Hogsmeade weekend." He smiled shortly.
"Good idea!" Draco smiled back.
"Yeah." Harry smiled too and turned to his boyfriend. "You'll do the snake summoning, right? I would have, but I haven't done it before and for Damien's sake I don't want to screw it up."
"Sure. I'll handle that. Should we do it right away?"
"What do you want, Damien? You're the one being 'Parseltested' here."
"I want to do it now, so we can get on with enjoying ourselves." He grinned. "I'm ready. Bring it on!"
"Okay."
The boys stood in the shape of a crescent moon with Draco in the middle, and Harry and Damien on either side of him, facing each other. Neither of the Gryffindors had their wands out. Draco, on the other hand held his wand firmly and pointed it between the two other boys.
"Serpentsortia!" he said loudly. A thick green snake erupted from the tip of Draco's wand and slithered through the air before it landed at Damien's feet.
"What do I do now?" Damien asked Harry.
"Just look at the snake and say something to it. If you're a Parselmouth it'll come naturally."
Damien took a deep breath. "Hi snake."
"You're not looking at the snake."
The half blood lowered his eyes and human blue met reptilian yellow. //Hi sssnake.//
//Hello ssspeaker.// The snake looked around. //Ssspeakersss.//
//Hello,// said Harry.
//I've ssseen you before, ssspeaker,// said the snake to Harry. //But I didn't sssee you asss friend then.//
Harry looked confused. //Were you sssummoned thossse yearsss ago asss well?//
//Yesss. When my sssummoner,// the snake cast a look at Draco, //cassstsss thisss ssspell I come. Never another. Lassst time I sssaw you, young ssspeaker I wasss sssummoned for vengance. What isss my purpossse now?//
Damien spoke again. //You were called ssso I could find out if I wasss a ssspeaker.// He used the snakes own term. //Ssshall we releassse you now?//
//Releassse me? You mussst mean recapture me?//
The two Parselmouths were looking quite shocked and Draco had a slightly curious look on his face. Harry mouthed 'later' to his boyfriend.
//Yesss, young ssspeakersss. I am trapped inssside my sssummoner'sss wand. He gave birth to me when he firssst cassst the ssspell, but when I wasss vanissshed I became trapped in hisss wand. Everytime I get sssummoned I get a tassste of freedom, but after every of my sssummoningsss I have been vanissshed back into the wand.// The snake looked sad.
Harry looked at Damien. "We can't."
Damien shook his head.
"Can't what?" Draco asked. Harry filled him in on what the snake had told them. The Slytherin shuddered. "No, you're right. We can't."
Damien looked at the snake again. //What isss your name?//
//I have no name, ssspeaker. But what'sss yoursss?// The snake looked even sadder.
//I'm Damien and thisss is Harry and Draco.//
The snake bowed his head at them in a gesture of submission.
//May I name you?//
//Sssure.//
Harry and Draco remained quiet.
"May I?" Damien asked Draco. "Technically, he belongs to you. You're his summoner."
"May you what?" Draco asked back.
"Name him. He has no name."
Draco nodded.
//I give you the name of Sssalazzzar, after the one who firssst cassst the ssserpentsssortia ssspell.// Damien bowed his head to the snake. //We will grant you you freedom if you promissse to ssstay loyal to usss, and to hunt only outssside the cassstle.//
//I give you my word, young ssspeaker.//
"I'm setting him free," said Damien to Draco, who nodded again. //You're free to leave usss,// said the half blood to the snake and opened the window.
//Thank you, Damien ssspeaker, and Harry ssspeaker and Draco ssspell cassster.//
Harry told his boyfriend what the snake had said and translated his 'your welcome' for him.
Salazar slithered out the window and down the gutter to the ground.
"I'll never cast that spell!" Damien shivered even though the room was quite warm.
"Me neither." Harry shook his head slightly.
"I'll never, ever do it again." Draco looked at the window Salazar had left through. "Poor snake. What did you name him?"
"Salazar."
"Oh." Draco nodded. "That's a good name."
"I think so too," said Harry. Damien smiled at them both.
"Are you able to talk to each other in Parseltongue?" The blonde looked at both the Gryffindors.
"I don't know," said Harry and walked over to one of the large sofas and dropped onto its softness. "Voldemort can talk Parseltongue even though there are no snakes present. We could try."
Damien nodded, and the two boys looked at each other. "Would you want a Butterbeer?" Damien asked Harry, and handed him a bottle.
"English," commented Draco.
"Yes, please." Harry took the bottle from the other Parselmouth's hand. "Thank you."
"English," Draco repeated.
//Your welcome,// Damien hissed.
"Snakeish." Draco pointed out.
"I found the secret!" The half blood beamed. "If you picture me with certain snake-like features if works. I pictured you with scaly skin and yellow eyes."
"I'll try." The other raven haired boy ifxed his gaze upon his housemate. He pictured a thin split tongue lap at the air infront of him and he also pictured Damien's complection to be a slight shade of green, //Doesss thisss work?//
"Snakeish," Draco pointed out again.
//Yesss, it doesss, ssserpent ssspeaker,// Damien hissed with a grin.
//Can you remove the concealing ssspell now? You are in the company of friendsss here.//
//Sssure.// He whipped out his wand and tapped his teeth twice with it.
"Wicked!" Draco's mouth feel open. "I knew that you're a half blood vampire, but hell! No one told me you had fangs!"
"Harry was the only one here that knew, and I asked him not to tell."
"Sorry, D." Harry put his arm around his boyfriend and grinned widely. "They are great, aren't they?"
"They're nice." The blonde shook his head in disbelief. "I mean.. It looks good. Sort of completes your appearance, if you know what I mean?"
"I know." Damien smiled. "I like them. Don't feel whole when they're hidden, but I can't run around showing them to everyone, now can I?" He laughed.
"Don't think that would be a good idea. Come and sit down, you two," said Harry. "Let's have some drinks."
They drank and toasted for a long time, and neither of the three seemed to notice that the pile of empty bottles was getting bigger and bigger, while the case of full bottles never seemed to empty. Butterbeer's not a strong drink, but after ten bottles each the boys were getting slightly gigglish.
"Hey!" Draco raised his bottle." I have an idea. Let's play Truth or Dare."
"No." Damien shook his head.
"Are you scared, fangie?" asked Draco teasingly and Harry began to make chicken sounds.
Damien shook his head again. This time with a grin on his face. "I am not scared. Let's get started." He took a big sip of his Butterbeer and leaned back in his sofa.
Draco laughed. "I'll start then. Harry." He turned towards the Gryffindor. "Truth or Dare?"
"Hmmm... Truth."
"Who was the first boy you kissed?"
"His name was Martin Brown. He wasn't my boyfriend of anything, but he let me out of a broom cupboard that I had been pushed into once, and I was so thankful and he was cute so I kissed him. He sorta kissed me back for a second too, but then I ran away and never dared to look at him again."
"Poor baby," said Draco and leaned over to stroke his boyfriend's hair. "Now, you ask."
"Okay. Damien. Truth or Dare?"
"Er... Dare."
"Dare... Let's see. I'm lousy at making up dares, but you can alway..." He swept Draco's shoes and socks of his feet with the same spell Draco had used to rid them of snow earlier that winter. "You can always suck Draco's toes." Harry laughed. "One foot or both, you choose."
Draco chuckled and wiggled his toes at Damien. "They are clean. I showered this morning."
"I'd much rather suck something else," Damien muttered under his breath.
"What?" Draco looked at the boy kneeling down in front of him.
"Nothing," said Damien and took the blonde's in his hands and let his tongue slip slip around the smallest toe before he took it in his mouth.
Draco giggled excitedly at the feeling of wet, soft lips surrounding his toe. Damien repeated the treatment until he had given all of the toes on Draco's right foot the same amount of attention. He finished it with planting a kiss on the Slytherin's big toe.
Draco held out his other foot. "Left foot now, please." He chuckled. "It was nice."
Harry grinned. "I kind of heard that." He referred to the small moans and sighs his boyfriend had uttered during Damien's dare.
Draco chuckled again.
"My turn." Damien let his blue eyes dart from Harry to Draco and back again. "Draco. Truth or Dare?"
"You look so malicious that I say truth."
"Was Harry the first you had sex with? Because I know you have. Neither of you smells like virgins. Vampire's sense of smell," he explained to the puzzled-looking Draco. "And sometimes you just smell too much of each other not to have had sex."
"No, he wasn't. A fifth year Ravenclaw was. Except he was a fourth year back then."
"Who?" Damien asked.
"You know that follow-ups aren't allowed? But I'll let it slide this time. His name is Johnny Wolff."
"Oh. I know who hw is. He's that skinny guy with the auburn hair. Dark green eyes. You commented on his ass the other day in the corridor outside of Transfiguration, Damien."
"Yeah... Nice ass on him." Damien mimicked grabbing something round.
"I know." Draco grinned. "No offence, Harry luv."
"None taken. I have eyes, you know." Harry grinned back at his boyfriend. "I know that his ass is gorgeous. It's definetly among the nicest asses in Hogwarts."
"You're right." Damien nodded. "Second placed after mine off course."
"Yeah," said the tow boys at once. "After yours."
They all broke out in laughter.
"Your turn again, D." Harry smiled at his boyfriend when the laughing had died down again.
"Yup! Damien again. Truth or dare?"
The black haired boy smiled. "It's very tempting to chose dare again, but this time I say truth."
"Okay. Have you ever bitten someone with those fangs of yours?"
"No, actually, I haven't. I'm afraid I might turn the person I biite into a vampire. It would have been fun to know what it's like to bite someone. I want to know what blood tastes like. Not that I want to start feeding like a full blood or anything. But you know, it's tempting. I would have to find out whether I could change the one I bite though."
"I understand." Harry smiled. "I don't think you you would want to start feeding either. I understand your curiousity regarding the taste too. Bloodplay sounds quite sexy."
Damien shot a playful look at Harry before they continued to play. For a while none of them touched the subject sex, but it was bound to come up again. It was Draco who brought it back.
"Damien. Truth or dare?"
"Truth." Damien had done three dares in a row: Jumped around the room on one foot, sung the Hogwarts song with the melody of a Muggle song called 'We Will Rock You' and turned one of the sofas into a sheep and back. So he needed a brake.
"Well then. If you could pick two people in the entire world to join you in a threesome, who would you pick?"
Damein choked on his mouthful of Butterbeer. "Can I have another question?"
"No!" Both the other boys shook their heads. "You have to answer this one, and full names would be nice."
'It has to be someone we know since he doesn't want to answer it,' thought Harry. 'But we won't tell anyone. He knows that.'
The third boy blushed furiously, but nodded. "Draco Thomas Malfoy and Harry James Potter," said Damien and took a deep breath.
Harry's jaw dropped.
Draco, however, stayed perfectly calm and took the first sip of his freshly opened, sixteeenth, Butterbeer and said: "That might be arranged."
Harry's jaw dropped even further.
"Don't you want to, Harry?" Draco took another large sip of his drink and looked at his boyfriend through the bottle. He got to his feet and walked across the floor.
"Er... Well... I... Er..." Harry stuttered and occupied himself with getting the cork of a new bottle.
Damien looked down and brushed invisible specks of dust of his robes.
"Am I the only one who's interested in this idea?* Draco let his arms fall to his sides. "Well, then I'll stop talking now before I make a complete fool of my horney self." he emptied his bottle in one big gulp, sat down in an armchair and they all remained silent for a long while, sitting in their sofas and armchair.
Damien was the first to speak. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make this akward. We were having such fun and I ruined it. But I don't regret saying what I did. I believe in honesty." He looked at the floor to avoid the other boys' eyes.
"Don't appologize Damien. I never should have asked. That is private, but it's out there now. But I'm the one who should appologize." Draco moved from his armchair and sat down next ot Damien in his sofa.
"It's okay Draco. You couldn't know." Damien smiled shortly. "I do owe you an appology though, Harry."
"No you don't. I apprechiate honesty in a friend." Harry moved over to Damien and Draco too and sat on the other side of the Damien. "Actually, I'm quite flattered." Harry blushed and so did Damien. Both Harry and Draco put their arms around their half blood friend. The three boys sat like that, tangled together, for a while before Harry suddenly giggled, tickled Damien and ran away from him, across the room.
The vampire looked at Draco. "Let's get him."
The Slytherin nodded, then both boys set after him and chased his screaming and giggling around the room.
"I surrender," panted Harry after about ten laps around the room. He collapsed on the sofa they all had sat in, and his friend and lover threw themselves down next to him, Harry in the middle of the three.
"You're fast." Damien wiped some imaginary sweat off his forehead. "I'll give you that.
"You should see me when I haven't had anything to drink," Harry said, laughing. "Then I'm able to run in a straight line aswell!"
Draco and Damien laughed and snuggled up against Harry. The green eyed wizard put his head on his boyfriend's shoulder and pulled the other dark haired boy's head down onto his own shoulder. Draco leaned his head on Harry's.
"I love you guys," said Harry and kissed Damien's forhead and Draco's cheek.
"I love you too," said Damien and snuggled up even closer to Harry.
"And I love you." Draco let an arm slide around his boyfriend's waist. His hand came to rest on Damien's stomach. They sat that way, in silence, and it didn't take long until they all slipped into the land of dreams.
Disclaimer: I only own Damien and the snake Salazar, not the name Salazar. That name belongs to JK. Rowling along with the rest of the characters in this chapter.
Summary: The three boys enter the Room of Requirement.
Warning: This story contains slash, as in kissing, touching or sexual contact between people of the same sex. In this case, boys.
Author's Note: This chapter may contain some errors because it is un- betaed. It will be reposted when my beta has looked at it.
//...// Parseltongue
~Chapter 18~
~Room of Requirement~
When they reached the tapestry of Barnabas they walked past the hidden entrance to the Room of Requirement, all of them thinking hard about a place of privacy. The very second they passed it the third time, an invisible knife cut a door in the stone wall at the boys' left hand side and a doorknob popped out if the brick. Harry turned the doorknob and opened the door. The three boys stepped through it and into a large room with three fluffy armchairs, two big sofas, a big table with carvings of snakes on its legs and a case of Butterbeers standing next to the table.
"Who ordered that?" Harry pointed at the Butterbeer case.
"Guilty." Damien attempted to look guilty as well. It failed. "I just love Butterbeer and thought that this would be a great oppertunity to get my hands on some outside of a Hogsmeade weekend." He smiled shortly.
"Good idea!" Draco smiled back.
"Yeah." Harry smiled too and turned to his boyfriend. "You'll do the snake summoning, right? I would have, but I haven't done it before and for Damien's sake I don't want to screw it up."
"Sure. I'll handle that. Should we do it right away?"
"What do you want, Damien? You're the one being 'Parseltested' here."
"I want to do it now, so we can get on with enjoying ourselves." He grinned. "I'm ready. Bring it on!"
"Okay."
The boys stood in the shape of a crescent moon with Draco in the middle, and Harry and Damien on either side of him, facing each other. Neither of the Gryffindors had their wands out. Draco, on the other hand held his wand firmly and pointed it between the two other boys.
"Serpentsortia!" he said loudly. A thick green snake erupted from the tip of Draco's wand and slithered through the air before it landed at Damien's feet.
"What do I do now?" Damien asked Harry.
"Just look at the snake and say something to it. If you're a Parselmouth it'll come naturally."
Damien took a deep breath. "Hi snake."
"You're not looking at the snake."
The half blood lowered his eyes and human blue met reptilian yellow. //Hi sssnake.//
//Hello ssspeaker.// The snake looked around. //Ssspeakersss.//
//Hello,// said Harry.
//I've ssseen you before, ssspeaker,// said the snake to Harry. //But I didn't sssee you asss friend then.//
Harry looked confused. //Were you sssummoned thossse yearsss ago asss well?//
//Yesss. When my sssummoner,// the snake cast a look at Draco, //cassstsss thisss ssspell I come. Never another. Lassst time I sssaw you, young ssspeaker I wasss sssummoned for vengance. What isss my purpossse now?//
Damien spoke again. //You were called ssso I could find out if I wasss a ssspeaker.// He used the snakes own term. //Ssshall we releassse you now?//
//Releassse me? You mussst mean recapture me?//
The two Parselmouths were looking quite shocked and Draco had a slightly curious look on his face. Harry mouthed 'later' to his boyfriend.
//Yesss, young ssspeakersss. I am trapped inssside my sssummoner'sss wand. He gave birth to me when he firssst cassst the ssspell, but when I wasss vanissshed I became trapped in hisss wand. Everytime I get sssummoned I get a tassste of freedom, but after every of my sssummoningsss I have been vanissshed back into the wand.// The snake looked sad.
Harry looked at Damien. "We can't."
Damien shook his head.
"Can't what?" Draco asked. Harry filled him in on what the snake had told them. The Slytherin shuddered. "No, you're right. We can't."
Damien looked at the snake again. //What isss your name?//
//I have no name, ssspeaker. But what'sss yoursss?// The snake looked even sadder.
//I'm Damien and thisss is Harry and Draco.//
The snake bowed his head at them in a gesture of submission.
//May I name you?//
//Sssure.//
Harry and Draco remained quiet.
"May I?" Damien asked Draco. "Technically, he belongs to you. You're his summoner."
"May you what?" Draco asked back.
"Name him. He has no name."
Draco nodded.
//I give you the name of Sssalazzzar, after the one who firssst cassst the ssserpentsssortia ssspell.// Damien bowed his head to the snake. //We will grant you you freedom if you promissse to ssstay loyal to usss, and to hunt only outssside the cassstle.//
//I give you my word, young ssspeaker.//
"I'm setting him free," said Damien to Draco, who nodded again. //You're free to leave usss,// said the half blood to the snake and opened the window.
//Thank you, Damien ssspeaker, and Harry ssspeaker and Draco ssspell cassster.//
Harry told his boyfriend what the snake had said and translated his 'your welcome' for him.
Salazar slithered out the window and down the gutter to the ground.
"I'll never cast that spell!" Damien shivered even though the room was quite warm.
"Me neither." Harry shook his head slightly.
"I'll never, ever do it again." Draco looked at the window Salazar had left through. "Poor snake. What did you name him?"
"Salazar."
"Oh." Draco nodded. "That's a good name."
"I think so too," said Harry. Damien smiled at them both.
"Are you able to talk to each other in Parseltongue?" The blonde looked at both the Gryffindors.
"I don't know," said Harry and walked over to one of the large sofas and dropped onto its softness. "Voldemort can talk Parseltongue even though there are no snakes present. We could try."
Damien nodded, and the two boys looked at each other. "Would you want a Butterbeer?" Damien asked Harry, and handed him a bottle.
"English," commented Draco.
"Yes, please." Harry took the bottle from the other Parselmouth's hand. "Thank you."
"English," Draco repeated.
//Your welcome,// Damien hissed.
"Snakeish." Draco pointed out.
"I found the secret!" The half blood beamed. "If you picture me with certain snake-like features if works. I pictured you with scaly skin and yellow eyes."
"I'll try." The other raven haired boy ifxed his gaze upon his housemate. He pictured a thin split tongue lap at the air infront of him and he also pictured Damien's complection to be a slight shade of green, //Doesss thisss work?//
"Snakeish," Draco pointed out again.
//Yesss, it doesss, ssserpent ssspeaker,// Damien hissed with a grin.
//Can you remove the concealing ssspell now? You are in the company of friendsss here.//
//Sssure.// He whipped out his wand and tapped his teeth twice with it.
"Wicked!" Draco's mouth feel open. "I knew that you're a half blood vampire, but hell! No one told me you had fangs!"
"Harry was the only one here that knew, and I asked him not to tell."
"Sorry, D." Harry put his arm around his boyfriend and grinned widely. "They are great, aren't they?"
"They're nice." The blonde shook his head in disbelief. "I mean.. It looks good. Sort of completes your appearance, if you know what I mean?"
"I know." Damien smiled. "I like them. Don't feel whole when they're hidden, but I can't run around showing them to everyone, now can I?" He laughed.
"Don't think that would be a good idea. Come and sit down, you two," said Harry. "Let's have some drinks."
They drank and toasted for a long time, and neither of the three seemed to notice that the pile of empty bottles was getting bigger and bigger, while the case of full bottles never seemed to empty. Butterbeer's not a strong drink, but after ten bottles each the boys were getting slightly gigglish.
"Hey!" Draco raised his bottle." I have an idea. Let's play Truth or Dare."
"No." Damien shook his head.
"Are you scared, fangie?" asked Draco teasingly and Harry began to make chicken sounds.
Damien shook his head again. This time with a grin on his face. "I am not scared. Let's get started." He took a big sip of his Butterbeer and leaned back in his sofa.
Draco laughed. "I'll start then. Harry." He turned towards the Gryffindor. "Truth or Dare?"
"Hmmm... Truth."
"Who was the first boy you kissed?"
"His name was Martin Brown. He wasn't my boyfriend of anything, but he let me out of a broom cupboard that I had been pushed into once, and I was so thankful and he was cute so I kissed him. He sorta kissed me back for a second too, but then I ran away and never dared to look at him again."
"Poor baby," said Draco and leaned over to stroke his boyfriend's hair. "Now, you ask."
"Okay. Damien. Truth or Dare?"
"Er... Dare."
"Dare... Let's see. I'm lousy at making up dares, but you can alway..." He swept Draco's shoes and socks of his feet with the same spell Draco had used to rid them of snow earlier that winter. "You can always suck Draco's toes." Harry laughed. "One foot or both, you choose."
Draco chuckled and wiggled his toes at Damien. "They are clean. I showered this morning."
"I'd much rather suck something else," Damien muttered under his breath.
"What?" Draco looked at the boy kneeling down in front of him.
"Nothing," said Damien and took the blonde's in his hands and let his tongue slip slip around the smallest toe before he took it in his mouth.
Draco giggled excitedly at the feeling of wet, soft lips surrounding his toe. Damien repeated the treatment until he had given all of the toes on Draco's right foot the same amount of attention. He finished it with planting a kiss on the Slytherin's big toe.
Draco held out his other foot. "Left foot now, please." He chuckled. "It was nice."
Harry grinned. "I kind of heard that." He referred to the small moans and sighs his boyfriend had uttered during Damien's dare.
Draco chuckled again.
"My turn." Damien let his blue eyes dart from Harry to Draco and back again. "Draco. Truth or Dare?"
"You look so malicious that I say truth."
"Was Harry the first you had sex with? Because I know you have. Neither of you smells like virgins. Vampire's sense of smell," he explained to the puzzled-looking Draco. "And sometimes you just smell too much of each other not to have had sex."
"No, he wasn't. A fifth year Ravenclaw was. Except he was a fourth year back then."
"Who?" Damien asked.
"You know that follow-ups aren't allowed? But I'll let it slide this time. His name is Johnny Wolff."
"Oh. I know who hw is. He's that skinny guy with the auburn hair. Dark green eyes. You commented on his ass the other day in the corridor outside of Transfiguration, Damien."
"Yeah... Nice ass on him." Damien mimicked grabbing something round.
"I know." Draco grinned. "No offence, Harry luv."
"None taken. I have eyes, you know." Harry grinned back at his boyfriend. "I know that his ass is gorgeous. It's definetly among the nicest asses in Hogwarts."
"You're right." Damien nodded. "Second placed after mine off course."
"Yeah," said the tow boys at once. "After yours."
They all broke out in laughter.
"Your turn again, D." Harry smiled at his boyfriend when the laughing had died down again.
"Yup! Damien again. Truth or dare?"
The black haired boy smiled. "It's very tempting to chose dare again, but this time I say truth."
"Okay. Have you ever bitten someone with those fangs of yours?"
"No, actually, I haven't. I'm afraid I might turn the person I biite into a vampire. It would have been fun to know what it's like to bite someone. I want to know what blood tastes like. Not that I want to start feeding like a full blood or anything. But you know, it's tempting. I would have to find out whether I could change the one I bite though."
"I understand." Harry smiled. "I don't think you you would want to start feeding either. I understand your curiousity regarding the taste too. Bloodplay sounds quite sexy."
Damien shot a playful look at Harry before they continued to play. For a while none of them touched the subject sex, but it was bound to come up again. It was Draco who brought it back.
"Damien. Truth or dare?"
"Truth." Damien had done three dares in a row: Jumped around the room on one foot, sung the Hogwarts song with the melody of a Muggle song called 'We Will Rock You' and turned one of the sofas into a sheep and back. So he needed a brake.
"Well then. If you could pick two people in the entire world to join you in a threesome, who would you pick?"
Damein choked on his mouthful of Butterbeer. "Can I have another question?"
"No!" Both the other boys shook their heads. "You have to answer this one, and full names would be nice."
'It has to be someone we know since he doesn't want to answer it,' thought Harry. 'But we won't tell anyone. He knows that.'
The third boy blushed furiously, but nodded. "Draco Thomas Malfoy and Harry James Potter," said Damien and took a deep breath.
Harry's jaw dropped.
Draco, however, stayed perfectly calm and took the first sip of his freshly opened, sixteeenth, Butterbeer and said: "That might be arranged."
Harry's jaw dropped even further.
"Don't you want to, Harry?" Draco took another large sip of his drink and looked at his boyfriend through the bottle. He got to his feet and walked across the floor.
"Er... Well... I... Er..." Harry stuttered and occupied himself with getting the cork of a new bottle.
Damien looked down and brushed invisible specks of dust of his robes.
"Am I the only one who's interested in this idea?* Draco let his arms fall to his sides. "Well, then I'll stop talking now before I make a complete fool of my horney self." he emptied his bottle in one big gulp, sat down in an armchair and they all remained silent for a long while, sitting in their sofas and armchair.
Damien was the first to speak. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make this akward. We were having such fun and I ruined it. But I don't regret saying what I did. I believe in honesty." He looked at the floor to avoid the other boys' eyes.
"Don't appologize Damien. I never should have asked. That is private, but it's out there now. But I'm the one who should appologize." Draco moved from his armchair and sat down next ot Damien in his sofa.
"It's okay Draco. You couldn't know." Damien smiled shortly. "I do owe you an appology though, Harry."
"No you don't. I apprechiate honesty in a friend." Harry moved over to Damien and Draco too and sat on the other side of the Damien. "Actually, I'm quite flattered." Harry blushed and so did Damien. Both Harry and Draco put their arms around their half blood friend. The three boys sat like that, tangled together, for a while before Harry suddenly giggled, tickled Damien and ran away from him, across the room.
The vampire looked at Draco. "Let's get him."
The Slytherin nodded, then both boys set after him and chased his screaming and giggling around the room.
"I surrender," panted Harry after about ten laps around the room. He collapsed on the sofa they all had sat in, and his friend and lover threw themselves down next to him, Harry in the middle of the three.
"You're fast." Damien wiped some imaginary sweat off his forehead. "I'll give you that.
"You should see me when I haven't had anything to drink," Harry said, laughing. "Then I'm able to run in a straight line aswell!"
Draco and Damien laughed and snuggled up against Harry. The green eyed wizard put his head on his boyfriend's shoulder and pulled the other dark haired boy's head down onto his own shoulder. Draco leaned his head on Harry's.
"I love you guys," said Harry and kissed Damien's forhead and Draco's cheek.
"I love you too," said Damien and snuggled up even closer to Harry.
"And I love you." Draco let an arm slide around his boyfriend's waist. His hand came to rest on Damien's stomach. They sat that way, in silence, and it didn't take long until they all slipped into the land of dreams.