Disclaimer: Only Cara is from my ever-strange head.
Thanks to:
Arigazi: Hehe well about time Draco suffered a little torture, even if it is only hearing two lovely men go at it ;). He's going to have to put up with these two next door lol!
Elrohir Lover: (Does a diving leap) HA caught it! Lol! And Aye, Pentacle is probably safest (Grin). Anyway, LMAO means laughing my ass off annnd Snape giggling, well if you're going to get Remus drunk might as well take the Potion's master down with him Mwha!
Sykoticstalker27: Hehe you've got to love Harry's wicked side though, what with him being the only heir of the Marauders. Snape and Remus becoming friends is something that should finally happen because Remus was never too happy with the way his friends treated Severus anyway so even though it's unlikely Snape will drop the resentment in Cannon, he's going to do so here.
Headmaster Cromwell: Ok, strictly not a reviewer but I wanted to say hey and gosh, I'm going to have to look into that Salem thing. It sounds really good.
Hp-Azn: Ah angst, everyone's favourite story line. Don't worry I have something planned but I have to build up to it a little more. Believe me, this is going a lot better and longer then I intended lol.
Pointofnoreturn: Really? Well I might have to look into that reviewer thing, I didn't realise some are not popping up. And aww stop (blushes) you're given me a pink complexion and that clashes with my hair lol! Anyway, about the writing. I write at least one chapter a day and the chapter that goes up is the one that's just been written. Sometimes I get carried away and more then one will go up but otherwise no, it's not pre- written but I do have the plot swimming round up here. Boring seminars prove to be VERY useful for improving stories lol.
Beenieweenie: Cruel? Nah. Fun? Yeah lol! Traumatizing is a gift every parent had mastered, and now the gift is passed to our two lads.
Estriel: Lol ok, hope you enjoy the rest when you get to it (grins).
Kat-mle: Lol glad you liked it my dear. ~*~
Chapter 23 – Incompetent Child
The dream fuzzily woke Cara in the early morning hours as the final ringing of that penetrating screeching sound faded in his ears. But today he couldn't find enough energy to get upset about it because as he looked down at the chest he was resting upon he caught a glimpse of his own hand splayed across olive skin.
His engagement ring twinkled a little as the early red sky reflected off it causing him to smile widely before glimpsing down at Harry's hand curled around his waist. The ring's partner shone there happily, its intricate design deepened in the lilting light.
"Cara Potter." He whispered to himself and instantly grinned with his tongue pinched lightly between his teeth. He felt like a giggling schoolgirl but this time instead of it being a vain childish fantasy he was really marrying the man of his dreams.
"Actually I think we should have it hyphened." A hoarse voice croaked and he jumped as he looked down at his mate's face.
Harry was grinning at him, the last remains of fatigue on his face fading as his body began to wake itself. The animagi cupped the back of the blonde's head as he pulled the compliant lips to his own in a morning kiss.
"Mmm Morning Fiancé." He said and happy butterflies fluttered around in the werewolf's stomach.
"Morning Love. What was that you were saying about the names being hyphened?" He asked softly as he moved to nestle even more so on the man's chest.
"I think we should be Potter-Faolan. I think it has a nice ring to it." Harry tenderly brushed the wayward strands of hair back from the face that any artist would die to paint what with the pale complexion and elegant curves.
"Sounds perfect." Cara muttered against his lover's lips as they fell into a passionate kiss.
~*~
Harry finished buttoning up his shirt as he descended the stairs, making his way into the kitchen where he stopped dead. Malfoy was sat at the table idly sipping a cup of coffee, feet resting on the tabletop.
"How the hell did you get lose?" Harry said, his voice raised a little in disbelief. The white-blonde haired man looked up before blushing slightly but grinning widely.
"Dumbledore saw it fit to let me roam the house although I have to be a good little boy."
The animagi growled involuntarily as he moved to make two cups of tea for himself and Cara at the counter. He could feel the Slytherins gaze on the back of his head causing him to spin round sharply.
"What?" He snapped and Malfoy grinned coyishly.
"Now, now Potter. We should learn to get along. After all," He coughed slightly as he scowled lightly at the raven-haired male, "After last night I think it's safe to say I know you on a more personal level. Honestly man, I knew you Gryffindors were rambunctious but THREE times in one night? Obviously werewolves are more intriguing then we thought."
"Which is more then can be said for snotty pure-blood's then."
Smirking Harry looked over to where Cara had just entered the room, an eyebrow raised as he had his arms folded across his chest while he glared slightly at the hostage. "I'm guessing you're Cara or this one here spent the night moaning the wrong name." Malfoy said jerking his head in the animagi's direction.
"You really have no manners do you?" The blonde said as he moved over to Harry, kissing him on the lips as he took his cup from the side.
"Honestly, I just got over the fact I heard you two shagging for the Queen last night, I don't need a visual." Draco held his hand up as though to hide the two from view.
"Malfoy this is my house and as an unwanted personnel you will have to make do with random acts of affection between Cara and I. I gather you have looked up the word 'affection' in the dictionary?"
Cara buried his grinning face in Harry's neck as the two men continued to bicker childishly.
"Ugh, for Merlin's sake quiet."
Everyone looked up as Snape collapsed into one of the chairs clutching his head. Remus followed a few moments later looking a lot better then the potion's master was.
"How come you're not nursing a hangover, I believe you drank more then me?" Snape said snappishly at the smiling older werewolf who retrieved a peppermint potion from the cupboards then handed it over to the grumpy man.
"Werewolf blood, takes a little more then a few glasses of scotch to get me feeling dead in the morning."
~*~
Harry wrapped his cloak tighter around him tighter as he walked, head down, against the wind that had picked up.
He frowned a little at having to go to work on the day after his proposal but he couldn't have another day off without denting his income slightly. So he had come in to a pointless day behind the desk which, he thought, could easily have been done at home.
He finally reached his office with his hair sticking up in every position possibly (much to the amusement of Frank) and fell into his chair with a grunt.
"Someone come at you with a hairdryer?" The board-wielding man said as he peeped over the top of the cabinet wall, a wicked smirk fixed into place as he rested his chin in his palm.
"Fuck off Frank...and how do you know what a hairdryer is?" The younger man muttered into his hands as he rested them over his face hiding the smile that had graced his face. Frank merely shrugged the words off.
"Good day's off?" The man said as he slid around into the entrance of the cubicle, leaning against Harry's desk.
"Got hitched." Harry said with a straight face as he placed his hands into his lap. Frank's jaw dropped comically and the young man smiled triumphantly.
"You're having me on." The man said suspiciously and Harry laughed loudly.
"Fine, ask Tonks then." The twinkle in his eye was obviously too much for the witty man so he traipsed out of the small space over to Tonk's.
"BLOODY HELL!" Came the same voice 5 minutes laughter and Harry laughed uproariously.
~*~
"Are you telling me...that they have my son?" Lucius Malfoy said dangerously slow as the Death Eater bowed his head at him.
"Macnair saw it with his own eyes as the Werewolf dragged him off, to where though we don't know."
Malfoy sighed as he sat elegantly into his chair that sat at the far-end of the Malfoy dinner table. He rubbed the bridge of his nose fighting off a headache.
"It would seem the boy is more incompetent then I thought...I truly hoped he might do something right and bring honor to his name."
"Should we try to get him back Sir?" The Death Eater said as he raised his head. However Malfoy merely waved his hand unperturbed.
"No, he was fool enough to get captured he can suffer the consequences. I should've known only having one heir was a mistake. Idiot child." The man spat as he banged the table slightly.
"Leave now." He said calmly to the other man but his voice was low so it still made the man walk quickly out.
Sighing the blonde man leant back into his chair, fingers arched together as he stared blankly at a point on his wall. His Grey eyes glistened with malice and anger but otherwise he remained unmoving and this is exactly how his wife and sister-in-law found him.
"Lucius?" Narcissa Malfoy asked as she moved forward, stopping in her tracks as her husband's eyes snapped sharply over to her.
"The plan stays how we said, we wait till after the Wedding...the beast said yes according to our man tracking Potter."
Bellatrix smiled as she looked over at her sister who looked at her husband a moment longer, deciding against arguing with him. For now she would keep her concern for her only child to herself.
~*~
"So you're gay huh?" Draco flung himself onto the sofa as he walked into the study where Cara was reading. The werewolf looked over at him with an eyebrow raised, silently asking why this man was disturbing him.
"What's it to you?" He said turning back to the book, reading more on Wiccan Handfastings.
"Nothing, just curious about the person who proved my theories that Potter was a Nancy boy." The hostage said happily as he rummaged around in the sweet packet, bringing it closer to his face as he scanned for sweets hidden in the corner of the packet.
"Since Harry isn't here right now I guess I better take over with the insults. 'Sod Off.'"
Cara scowled at him for further impact and the other blonde raised his hands in a form of defeat.
"What is it with you goody two shoes wizards? Your manners are all shot to hell, did you know that?"
Sighing the werewolf closed his book as he gathered the remaining ones from the shop.
"As fun as this little banter may be I have work to go to, Good day Mr. Malfoy."
"See you later honey!" Draco said in a high voice as he waved camply at the growling man.
"Well it might not be what Father wanted me to do but it's a lot more fun." The blonde mused to himself as he rested his hands clasped across his chest as he snuggled into the couch to fall asleep.
~*~
Thanks to:
Arigazi: Hehe well about time Draco suffered a little torture, even if it is only hearing two lovely men go at it ;). He's going to have to put up with these two next door lol!
Elrohir Lover: (Does a diving leap) HA caught it! Lol! And Aye, Pentacle is probably safest (Grin). Anyway, LMAO means laughing my ass off annnd Snape giggling, well if you're going to get Remus drunk might as well take the Potion's master down with him Mwha!
Sykoticstalker27: Hehe you've got to love Harry's wicked side though, what with him being the only heir of the Marauders. Snape and Remus becoming friends is something that should finally happen because Remus was never too happy with the way his friends treated Severus anyway so even though it's unlikely Snape will drop the resentment in Cannon, he's going to do so here.
Headmaster Cromwell: Ok, strictly not a reviewer but I wanted to say hey and gosh, I'm going to have to look into that Salem thing. It sounds really good.
Hp-Azn: Ah angst, everyone's favourite story line. Don't worry I have something planned but I have to build up to it a little more. Believe me, this is going a lot better and longer then I intended lol.
Pointofnoreturn: Really? Well I might have to look into that reviewer thing, I didn't realise some are not popping up. And aww stop (blushes) you're given me a pink complexion and that clashes with my hair lol! Anyway, about the writing. I write at least one chapter a day and the chapter that goes up is the one that's just been written. Sometimes I get carried away and more then one will go up but otherwise no, it's not pre- written but I do have the plot swimming round up here. Boring seminars prove to be VERY useful for improving stories lol.
Beenieweenie: Cruel? Nah. Fun? Yeah lol! Traumatizing is a gift every parent had mastered, and now the gift is passed to our two lads.
Estriel: Lol ok, hope you enjoy the rest when you get to it (grins).
Kat-mle: Lol glad you liked it my dear. ~*~
Chapter 23 – Incompetent Child
The dream fuzzily woke Cara in the early morning hours as the final ringing of that penetrating screeching sound faded in his ears. But today he couldn't find enough energy to get upset about it because as he looked down at the chest he was resting upon he caught a glimpse of his own hand splayed across olive skin.
His engagement ring twinkled a little as the early red sky reflected off it causing him to smile widely before glimpsing down at Harry's hand curled around his waist. The ring's partner shone there happily, its intricate design deepened in the lilting light.
"Cara Potter." He whispered to himself and instantly grinned with his tongue pinched lightly between his teeth. He felt like a giggling schoolgirl but this time instead of it being a vain childish fantasy he was really marrying the man of his dreams.
"Actually I think we should have it hyphened." A hoarse voice croaked and he jumped as he looked down at his mate's face.
Harry was grinning at him, the last remains of fatigue on his face fading as his body began to wake itself. The animagi cupped the back of the blonde's head as he pulled the compliant lips to his own in a morning kiss.
"Mmm Morning Fiancé." He said and happy butterflies fluttered around in the werewolf's stomach.
"Morning Love. What was that you were saying about the names being hyphened?" He asked softly as he moved to nestle even more so on the man's chest.
"I think we should be Potter-Faolan. I think it has a nice ring to it." Harry tenderly brushed the wayward strands of hair back from the face that any artist would die to paint what with the pale complexion and elegant curves.
"Sounds perfect." Cara muttered against his lover's lips as they fell into a passionate kiss.
~*~
Harry finished buttoning up his shirt as he descended the stairs, making his way into the kitchen where he stopped dead. Malfoy was sat at the table idly sipping a cup of coffee, feet resting on the tabletop.
"How the hell did you get lose?" Harry said, his voice raised a little in disbelief. The white-blonde haired man looked up before blushing slightly but grinning widely.
"Dumbledore saw it fit to let me roam the house although I have to be a good little boy."
The animagi growled involuntarily as he moved to make two cups of tea for himself and Cara at the counter. He could feel the Slytherins gaze on the back of his head causing him to spin round sharply.
"What?" He snapped and Malfoy grinned coyishly.
"Now, now Potter. We should learn to get along. After all," He coughed slightly as he scowled lightly at the raven-haired male, "After last night I think it's safe to say I know you on a more personal level. Honestly man, I knew you Gryffindors were rambunctious but THREE times in one night? Obviously werewolves are more intriguing then we thought."
"Which is more then can be said for snotty pure-blood's then."
Smirking Harry looked over to where Cara had just entered the room, an eyebrow raised as he had his arms folded across his chest while he glared slightly at the hostage. "I'm guessing you're Cara or this one here spent the night moaning the wrong name." Malfoy said jerking his head in the animagi's direction.
"You really have no manners do you?" The blonde said as he moved over to Harry, kissing him on the lips as he took his cup from the side.
"Honestly, I just got over the fact I heard you two shagging for the Queen last night, I don't need a visual." Draco held his hand up as though to hide the two from view.
"Malfoy this is my house and as an unwanted personnel you will have to make do with random acts of affection between Cara and I. I gather you have looked up the word 'affection' in the dictionary?"
Cara buried his grinning face in Harry's neck as the two men continued to bicker childishly.
"Ugh, for Merlin's sake quiet."
Everyone looked up as Snape collapsed into one of the chairs clutching his head. Remus followed a few moments later looking a lot better then the potion's master was.
"How come you're not nursing a hangover, I believe you drank more then me?" Snape said snappishly at the smiling older werewolf who retrieved a peppermint potion from the cupboards then handed it over to the grumpy man.
"Werewolf blood, takes a little more then a few glasses of scotch to get me feeling dead in the morning."
~*~
Harry wrapped his cloak tighter around him tighter as he walked, head down, against the wind that had picked up.
He frowned a little at having to go to work on the day after his proposal but he couldn't have another day off without denting his income slightly. So he had come in to a pointless day behind the desk which, he thought, could easily have been done at home.
He finally reached his office with his hair sticking up in every position possibly (much to the amusement of Frank) and fell into his chair with a grunt.
"Someone come at you with a hairdryer?" The board-wielding man said as he peeped over the top of the cabinet wall, a wicked smirk fixed into place as he rested his chin in his palm.
"Fuck off Frank...and how do you know what a hairdryer is?" The younger man muttered into his hands as he rested them over his face hiding the smile that had graced his face. Frank merely shrugged the words off.
"Good day's off?" The man said as he slid around into the entrance of the cubicle, leaning against Harry's desk.
"Got hitched." Harry said with a straight face as he placed his hands into his lap. Frank's jaw dropped comically and the young man smiled triumphantly.
"You're having me on." The man said suspiciously and Harry laughed loudly.
"Fine, ask Tonks then." The twinkle in his eye was obviously too much for the witty man so he traipsed out of the small space over to Tonk's.
"BLOODY HELL!" Came the same voice 5 minutes laughter and Harry laughed uproariously.
~*~
"Are you telling me...that they have my son?" Lucius Malfoy said dangerously slow as the Death Eater bowed his head at him.
"Macnair saw it with his own eyes as the Werewolf dragged him off, to where though we don't know."
Malfoy sighed as he sat elegantly into his chair that sat at the far-end of the Malfoy dinner table. He rubbed the bridge of his nose fighting off a headache.
"It would seem the boy is more incompetent then I thought...I truly hoped he might do something right and bring honor to his name."
"Should we try to get him back Sir?" The Death Eater said as he raised his head. However Malfoy merely waved his hand unperturbed.
"No, he was fool enough to get captured he can suffer the consequences. I should've known only having one heir was a mistake. Idiot child." The man spat as he banged the table slightly.
"Leave now." He said calmly to the other man but his voice was low so it still made the man walk quickly out.
Sighing the blonde man leant back into his chair, fingers arched together as he stared blankly at a point on his wall. His Grey eyes glistened with malice and anger but otherwise he remained unmoving and this is exactly how his wife and sister-in-law found him.
"Lucius?" Narcissa Malfoy asked as she moved forward, stopping in her tracks as her husband's eyes snapped sharply over to her.
"The plan stays how we said, we wait till after the Wedding...the beast said yes according to our man tracking Potter."
Bellatrix smiled as she looked over at her sister who looked at her husband a moment longer, deciding against arguing with him. For now she would keep her concern for her only child to herself.
~*~
"So you're gay huh?" Draco flung himself onto the sofa as he walked into the study where Cara was reading. The werewolf looked over at him with an eyebrow raised, silently asking why this man was disturbing him.
"What's it to you?" He said turning back to the book, reading more on Wiccan Handfastings.
"Nothing, just curious about the person who proved my theories that Potter was a Nancy boy." The hostage said happily as he rummaged around in the sweet packet, bringing it closer to his face as he scanned for sweets hidden in the corner of the packet.
"Since Harry isn't here right now I guess I better take over with the insults. 'Sod Off.'"
Cara scowled at him for further impact and the other blonde raised his hands in a form of defeat.
"What is it with you goody two shoes wizards? Your manners are all shot to hell, did you know that?"
Sighing the werewolf closed his book as he gathered the remaining ones from the shop.
"As fun as this little banter may be I have work to go to, Good day Mr. Malfoy."
"See you later honey!" Draco said in a high voice as he waved camply at the growling man.
"Well it might not be what Father wanted me to do but it's a lot more fun." The blonde mused to himself as he rested his hands clasped across his chest as he snuggled into the couch to fall asleep.
~*~