Note for readers on ff.net: I'm back again having been removed. I thought I'd repost the previous chs, plus the new one and the information that if I'm removed again I'm also on adultfanfiction.net and duowolf.crosswinds. Hopefully enough of you will get this before I'm removed again. Cos, if I'm removed again I'm going to give up ever trying to post on this site. So, if you like the fic, check out the other 2 sites. Thanks my darlings, don't forget to review!
Heya I'm back! Don't own 'em yet, so blah blah blah! Anyway folks, just like to introduce you to mine and lady Allylandra's muses! Firstly, you've met Elvis already, he's a gremlin who used to live inside my computer, but now seems to have moved to Lady Al's laptop. (Serves her right for having a laptop while I have this evil huge machine!) Then there's Rhianne, who I mentioned in the last chapter, my faerie, who comes up with all the good ideas. Then there's Kira, an evil pixie, who's moved in since Elvis moved. Right now she's bugging me to do a different Harry/Draco fic that's not a crossover. And she keeps picking on Rhianne. Sorry if their fights butt in every now and then, or if Elvis pops up at all. Finally there's Clyde, the dragon who lives in the airing cupboard. Lady Al is looking up exactly which breed he is, but he keeps nicking my socks!
And, while I'm doing introductions, meet WychFire, my fab new beta reader, so no more spelling/grammar mistakes I hope. Plus, the story flows so much better now, so full credit where it's due! It's not all me folks!!
Loads of people asked me how come Harry didn't defeat the Dementors with a Patronus. Well, Fire and Water were gagging for a fight, and would you really want o tell them otherwise?! Plus Harry is too busy angsting about Draco to think up a happy thought!! Happy now? No it had nothing to do with the fact I forgot about the Patronus, I resent that accusation! Ok? Good. Also, no I didn't forget that Lucius is married. But how can Narcissa possibly compete with Water? I mean, it's not like Lucius really has any choice in the matter! Besides, Water is way sexier and more powerful than Narcissa.
Hehe, now on with chapter 8:
(Previously on Heaven, Hell etc (bored of writing the whole title!))
Lucius Malfoy demanded that Draco be allowed home for Christmas. Water warned everyone that Draco would die if he went. When Draco insisted on going Water agreed to go with him to protect him. Harry couldn't let Draco go without telling him how he felt and Draco gave him a good-bye kiss...
Draco settled back into the luxurious black velvet cushions of the carriage he and Water were riding in. It was being pulled by a magnificent jet black Pegasus, who was dragging them across the British skies. Draco glanced across at Water who was staring out of the window thoughtfully. She looked fantastic, wearing black trousers and a black corset with a full-length black leather coat down to her boots. Her long curls were tied up around her head, a few escaping to frame her face. A silver dragon hung from a black leather choker around her neck. She definitely knew his father's tastes, Draco decided. She looked strong and dangerous, his father wouldn't be able to resist. His mother would be a problem however. Narcissa Malfoy kept her husband on a very tight rein; Water would have a hard job getting Lucius alone.
Water looked at Draco as he sighed. "You ok?"
Draco started. "Just thinking. It feels strange to be going home."
"Nervous?"
"A bit. My parents and I didn't exactly part on good terms."
"You'll be fine, just relax. Even if I wasn't around you're still a good wizard Draco. You would be able to take care of your self."
Draco grinned wryly.
"Besides," Water continued. "You got me around, so if anyone comes near you I'll kick their arse!"
Draco laughed. "You know how to make a guy feel better." He drawled, sounding more like himself.
Water gave him a sly grin. "But I don't think it's me you want to make you feel better."
Draco tried to look confused and innocent, but wilted under Water's glare. "That obvious huh?"
"Blinding."
Draco lowered his eyes. "I kissed him this morning." He mumbled.
"About bloody time!" Water stated. "So, what happened? Give me some goss!"
"You're my teacher."
"So, still wanna know! I can't help it if I'm nosey! Besides, I'm good with the whole advice thing, I mean, do you know how much effort went into Air and Earth dragging their heads out of the sand and realising they actually like each other?! I don't think me and Fire ever worked so hard in our existences!"
Draco laughed again. "Fine, I guess there's no harm you knowing, I mean you already know how I feel about him."
"How exactly?"
"Huh?"
"How exactly do you feel about him?"
Draco sighed. "I love him. He occupies my every waking moment and then I dream about him at night. I've never felt like this before, so passionately about anything, even Quiddich. I mean, take when I woke up in the hospital wing a month or so back, after I got beaten up. My first thought was wondering if he was ok, did the bastards get him. Only after I saw he wasn't hurt did I suddenly notice the blinding pain I was in!"
Water winced. "Yep, you're in love with him."
"Now though," Draco continued. "I don't know what to do. I mean I kissed him! It was everything I ever dreamed but what do I do now?"
"Well, it's obvious he's in love with you. At least, he's blatantly attracted to you and Harry doesn't seem the type for casual affairs. So, I would guess that he's in love with you too. So what's the problem?"
"Oh, you mean besides the fact we have spent the past 5 years hating each other and trying our best to get each other expelled? Oh, and the fact he's a Gryffindor and I'm a Slytherin?" Draco sighed bitterly. "I'm an outcast among Slytherins as it is, imagine what would happen if they found out I am in love with the Golden Boy!"
"Why is it any of their business?"
"I'm still in Slytherin House, I still have to share a dorm room with them."
Water grinned. "Draco, are you honestly telling me that Crabbe and Goyle are intelligent enough to actually do something to hurt you?"
Draco laughed humourlessly. "Well, when you put it like that!"
"That's my boy, you're better than them. And I'm sure Harry will talk the other Gryffindors into sticking up for you."
"So now I've just got to survive the next couple of days huh?"
"Yep, starting from now. We're here."
The carriage slowly descended over Malfoy manor where Narcissa and Lucius were waiting to greet them. Swooping down in a graceful arc, the black Pegasus glided in and set gently upon the drive with the merest whisper of crunching gravel, carefully placing the carriage in the perfect position for the House Elf waiting to open the carriage door.
Water alighted into the freezing winter air and was met be Narcissa's equally icy gaze. She was hard pressed not to show her amused grin. Lucius had obviously not told his wife to expect her arrival. Narcissa's lips had tightened angrily, her face pale.
"And you are?" Her voice was frosty.
"Roxanne Aqua." Water purred. She watched Lucius almost melt at the sound of her voice. Narcissa seemed ready to explode.
"Aqua, I've never heard of your family," She sneered. "I assume you are of pure blood?"
"Indeed madam, my name is older than any of you could know. It doesn't surprise me that you haven't heard of it before, I'm not originally from around here, but from somewhere very far away." Water replied smoothly.
"So what brings you here?" The question was sharp.
"Many reasons, none of which are your concern." Water spoke with a finality that seemed to subdue Narcissa. She opened her mouth to reply when she was interrupted by house elf announcing dinner. Taking swift control of the situation she swept into the dining hall, Lucius following meekly behind her. Water was intrigued by their behaviour. By all accounts Lucius was the powerful one in the relationship. This was clearly wrong. To what extent did Lucius have any choice in how his life was run, Water pondered, making a mental note to probe his mind for that information later in the evening, as she and Draco also went into the dining hall. She almost crashed into Draco as he froze at the entrance. Water looked over his shoulder. Sitting at the head of the table was Lord Voldemort.
Narcissa sauntered back towards Water. "I don't believe you've met our dark Lord. He is.."
"The One who must not be named, you know who. Voldemort, yes I know who he is," Water drawled, taking her seat. Her dark sea green eyes met Narcissa's crystal blue orbs defiantly. Narcissa turned away, unable to hold the gaze. Water leaned back, quietly confident. Emboldened by her attitude Draco also sat down, a few seats from his father, who sat at Voldemort's right hand. Narcissa took Voldemort's other side. Dinner conversation made Water unsure whether or not to die with boredom or laugh at its stupidity. Narcissa dominated the table with loud words about her own opinions. Voldemort said nothing, but kept a constant gaze on Draco. Inevitably, the conversation turned towards power.
"Of course, I never go anywhere without my wand," Narcissa announced, drawing it from the sleeve of her dress. "Miss Aqua, I see you are without yours, I would hate to be so unprepared." The sneer was apparent in her voice. Draco looked up with interest. Water glanced around. All eyes were upon her, Voldemort tearing his hungry gaze from Draco for the first time all evening. Water simply smiled and raised an eyebrow.
"I believe that dependence on one item displays weakens of an unforgivable nature. To own a wand is foolishness. For what would happen if you were to loose it?" With that she stretched out her hand and Narcissa's wand flew from her grasp and into Water's fingers. She sat back twirling the wand between her fingers. Amid Lucius and Draco's amazed gasps was Voldemort's roaring laughter.
"My dear, I like your style." He said silkily. "Please, do demonstrate more of your power."
Water looked around the room. Seeing into the corner she grinned evilly. "Why Mr Pettigrew, aren't you supposed to be dead?" The small man started and began to shrink into the darkness. A glint appeared in Water's eye and she muttered under her breath. Suddenly there was a flash of light and Wormtail disappeared, his clothes collapsing in a heap. A small rat appeared from the folds. Voldemort laughed again. "Delightful my dear, simply delightful. Lucius, why did you not tell us you had invited such an amusing guest?"
As Lucius squirmed under his Lord's and his wife's questioning gaze Water caught Draco's eyes. He was grinning at her in awed respect. She winked at him and muttered again, to distract attention from Lucius. Wormtail reappeared, trembling and naked. He whimpered and gathered up his clothes. As he turned to leave Voldemort's sing song voice called out.
"Wormtail, I don't believe I gave you permission to leave. Clear away the dishes."
Wormtail tried his best to carry out the plates while still covering his modesty. As expected, he failed and Water inwardly winced at his humiliation. Then she shrugged. Oh well, she thought, serves him right for being a weak minded little shit. Now though to put her reason for being here into action. She yawned loudly.
"I must apologise, travelling has taken a lot out of me." She raised her eyes and caught Lucius's gaze. "Would you be kind enough to show me to my room and help me settle in?" She purred. Narcissa opened her mouth to protest, but the was amazed when her husband beat her to it.
"Of course," he breathed and rose. Taking Water's hand he led her up several staircases. Water noted with interest the worn appearance of much of the furniture. Finally he came to a stop outside a large mahogany door. "This is your room."
"And where do you sleep?" Water asked.
"My room is on the floor above."
"With Narcissa?" The question was innocent enough.
Lucius dropped his gaze. "No, she sleeps at the opposite end of the Manor, her room is next to the Lords."
Water smiled seductively. "I was hoping you would say that. Would you like to join me?"
Lucius nodded dumbly and followed Water as she took his hand and led him into the room.
Seemed like a suitable place to stop for now, next chapter is all planned out. So Review my darlings PLEASE!!!!! Rhianne cannot work without them!
Heya I'm back! Don't own 'em yet, so blah blah blah! Anyway folks, just like to introduce you to mine and lady Allylandra's muses! Firstly, you've met Elvis already, he's a gremlin who used to live inside my computer, but now seems to have moved to Lady Al's laptop. (Serves her right for having a laptop while I have this evil huge machine!) Then there's Rhianne, who I mentioned in the last chapter, my faerie, who comes up with all the good ideas. Then there's Kira, an evil pixie, who's moved in since Elvis moved. Right now she's bugging me to do a different Harry/Draco fic that's not a crossover. And she keeps picking on Rhianne. Sorry if their fights butt in every now and then, or if Elvis pops up at all. Finally there's Clyde, the dragon who lives in the airing cupboard. Lady Al is looking up exactly which breed he is, but he keeps nicking my socks!
And, while I'm doing introductions, meet WychFire, my fab new beta reader, so no more spelling/grammar mistakes I hope. Plus, the story flows so much better now, so full credit where it's due! It's not all me folks!!
Loads of people asked me how come Harry didn't defeat the Dementors with a Patronus. Well, Fire and Water were gagging for a fight, and would you really want o tell them otherwise?! Plus Harry is too busy angsting about Draco to think up a happy thought!! Happy now? No it had nothing to do with the fact I forgot about the Patronus, I resent that accusation! Ok? Good. Also, no I didn't forget that Lucius is married. But how can Narcissa possibly compete with Water? I mean, it's not like Lucius really has any choice in the matter! Besides, Water is way sexier and more powerful than Narcissa.
Hehe, now on with chapter 8:
(Previously on Heaven, Hell etc (bored of writing the whole title!))
Lucius Malfoy demanded that Draco be allowed home for Christmas. Water warned everyone that Draco would die if he went. When Draco insisted on going Water agreed to go with him to protect him. Harry couldn't let Draco go without telling him how he felt and Draco gave him a good-bye kiss...
Draco settled back into the luxurious black velvet cushions of the carriage he and Water were riding in. It was being pulled by a magnificent jet black Pegasus, who was dragging them across the British skies. Draco glanced across at Water who was staring out of the window thoughtfully. She looked fantastic, wearing black trousers and a black corset with a full-length black leather coat down to her boots. Her long curls were tied up around her head, a few escaping to frame her face. A silver dragon hung from a black leather choker around her neck. She definitely knew his father's tastes, Draco decided. She looked strong and dangerous, his father wouldn't be able to resist. His mother would be a problem however. Narcissa Malfoy kept her husband on a very tight rein; Water would have a hard job getting Lucius alone.
Water looked at Draco as he sighed. "You ok?"
Draco started. "Just thinking. It feels strange to be going home."
"Nervous?"
"A bit. My parents and I didn't exactly part on good terms."
"You'll be fine, just relax. Even if I wasn't around you're still a good wizard Draco. You would be able to take care of your self."
Draco grinned wryly.
"Besides," Water continued. "You got me around, so if anyone comes near you I'll kick their arse!"
Draco laughed. "You know how to make a guy feel better." He drawled, sounding more like himself.
Water gave him a sly grin. "But I don't think it's me you want to make you feel better."
Draco tried to look confused and innocent, but wilted under Water's glare. "That obvious huh?"
"Blinding."
Draco lowered his eyes. "I kissed him this morning." He mumbled.
"About bloody time!" Water stated. "So, what happened? Give me some goss!"
"You're my teacher."
"So, still wanna know! I can't help it if I'm nosey! Besides, I'm good with the whole advice thing, I mean, do you know how much effort went into Air and Earth dragging their heads out of the sand and realising they actually like each other?! I don't think me and Fire ever worked so hard in our existences!"
Draco laughed again. "Fine, I guess there's no harm you knowing, I mean you already know how I feel about him."
"How exactly?"
"Huh?"
"How exactly do you feel about him?"
Draco sighed. "I love him. He occupies my every waking moment and then I dream about him at night. I've never felt like this before, so passionately about anything, even Quiddich. I mean, take when I woke up in the hospital wing a month or so back, after I got beaten up. My first thought was wondering if he was ok, did the bastards get him. Only after I saw he wasn't hurt did I suddenly notice the blinding pain I was in!"
Water winced. "Yep, you're in love with him."
"Now though," Draco continued. "I don't know what to do. I mean I kissed him! It was everything I ever dreamed but what do I do now?"
"Well, it's obvious he's in love with you. At least, he's blatantly attracted to you and Harry doesn't seem the type for casual affairs. So, I would guess that he's in love with you too. So what's the problem?"
"Oh, you mean besides the fact we have spent the past 5 years hating each other and trying our best to get each other expelled? Oh, and the fact he's a Gryffindor and I'm a Slytherin?" Draco sighed bitterly. "I'm an outcast among Slytherins as it is, imagine what would happen if they found out I am in love with the Golden Boy!"
"Why is it any of their business?"
"I'm still in Slytherin House, I still have to share a dorm room with them."
Water grinned. "Draco, are you honestly telling me that Crabbe and Goyle are intelligent enough to actually do something to hurt you?"
Draco laughed humourlessly. "Well, when you put it like that!"
"That's my boy, you're better than them. And I'm sure Harry will talk the other Gryffindors into sticking up for you."
"So now I've just got to survive the next couple of days huh?"
"Yep, starting from now. We're here."
The carriage slowly descended over Malfoy manor where Narcissa and Lucius were waiting to greet them. Swooping down in a graceful arc, the black Pegasus glided in and set gently upon the drive with the merest whisper of crunching gravel, carefully placing the carriage in the perfect position for the House Elf waiting to open the carriage door.
Water alighted into the freezing winter air and was met be Narcissa's equally icy gaze. She was hard pressed not to show her amused grin. Lucius had obviously not told his wife to expect her arrival. Narcissa's lips had tightened angrily, her face pale.
"And you are?" Her voice was frosty.
"Roxanne Aqua." Water purred. She watched Lucius almost melt at the sound of her voice. Narcissa seemed ready to explode.
"Aqua, I've never heard of your family," She sneered. "I assume you are of pure blood?"
"Indeed madam, my name is older than any of you could know. It doesn't surprise me that you haven't heard of it before, I'm not originally from around here, but from somewhere very far away." Water replied smoothly.
"So what brings you here?" The question was sharp.
"Many reasons, none of which are your concern." Water spoke with a finality that seemed to subdue Narcissa. She opened her mouth to reply when she was interrupted by house elf announcing dinner. Taking swift control of the situation she swept into the dining hall, Lucius following meekly behind her. Water was intrigued by their behaviour. By all accounts Lucius was the powerful one in the relationship. This was clearly wrong. To what extent did Lucius have any choice in how his life was run, Water pondered, making a mental note to probe his mind for that information later in the evening, as she and Draco also went into the dining hall. She almost crashed into Draco as he froze at the entrance. Water looked over his shoulder. Sitting at the head of the table was Lord Voldemort.
Narcissa sauntered back towards Water. "I don't believe you've met our dark Lord. He is.."
"The One who must not be named, you know who. Voldemort, yes I know who he is," Water drawled, taking her seat. Her dark sea green eyes met Narcissa's crystal blue orbs defiantly. Narcissa turned away, unable to hold the gaze. Water leaned back, quietly confident. Emboldened by her attitude Draco also sat down, a few seats from his father, who sat at Voldemort's right hand. Narcissa took Voldemort's other side. Dinner conversation made Water unsure whether or not to die with boredom or laugh at its stupidity. Narcissa dominated the table with loud words about her own opinions. Voldemort said nothing, but kept a constant gaze on Draco. Inevitably, the conversation turned towards power.
"Of course, I never go anywhere without my wand," Narcissa announced, drawing it from the sleeve of her dress. "Miss Aqua, I see you are without yours, I would hate to be so unprepared." The sneer was apparent in her voice. Draco looked up with interest. Water glanced around. All eyes were upon her, Voldemort tearing his hungry gaze from Draco for the first time all evening. Water simply smiled and raised an eyebrow.
"I believe that dependence on one item displays weakens of an unforgivable nature. To own a wand is foolishness. For what would happen if you were to loose it?" With that she stretched out her hand and Narcissa's wand flew from her grasp and into Water's fingers. She sat back twirling the wand between her fingers. Amid Lucius and Draco's amazed gasps was Voldemort's roaring laughter.
"My dear, I like your style." He said silkily. "Please, do demonstrate more of your power."
Water looked around the room. Seeing into the corner she grinned evilly. "Why Mr Pettigrew, aren't you supposed to be dead?" The small man started and began to shrink into the darkness. A glint appeared in Water's eye and she muttered under her breath. Suddenly there was a flash of light and Wormtail disappeared, his clothes collapsing in a heap. A small rat appeared from the folds. Voldemort laughed again. "Delightful my dear, simply delightful. Lucius, why did you not tell us you had invited such an amusing guest?"
As Lucius squirmed under his Lord's and his wife's questioning gaze Water caught Draco's eyes. He was grinning at her in awed respect. She winked at him and muttered again, to distract attention from Lucius. Wormtail reappeared, trembling and naked. He whimpered and gathered up his clothes. As he turned to leave Voldemort's sing song voice called out.
"Wormtail, I don't believe I gave you permission to leave. Clear away the dishes."
Wormtail tried his best to carry out the plates while still covering his modesty. As expected, he failed and Water inwardly winced at his humiliation. Then she shrugged. Oh well, she thought, serves him right for being a weak minded little shit. Now though to put her reason for being here into action. She yawned loudly.
"I must apologise, travelling has taken a lot out of me." She raised her eyes and caught Lucius's gaze. "Would you be kind enough to show me to my room and help me settle in?" She purred. Narcissa opened her mouth to protest, but the was amazed when her husband beat her to it.
"Of course," he breathed and rose. Taking Water's hand he led her up several staircases. Water noted with interest the worn appearance of much of the furniture. Finally he came to a stop outside a large mahogany door. "This is your room."
"And where do you sleep?" Water asked.
"My room is on the floor above."
"With Narcissa?" The question was innocent enough.
Lucius dropped his gaze. "No, she sleeps at the opposite end of the Manor, her room is next to the Lords."
Water smiled seductively. "I was hoping you would say that. Would you like to join me?"
Lucius nodded dumbly and followed Water as she took his hand and led him into the room.
Seemed like a suitable place to stop for now, next chapter is all planned out. So Review my darlings PLEASE!!!!! Rhianne cannot work without them!
