The Ten Plagues of Malfoy

Chapter 6 The Plague of Dying Animals

A/N I do agree with most of the reviewers, the Rabbi was a bit weird but it allowed Harry to show a weakness to Draco, so he is now more vulnerable to him.  That is what I was actually aiming for – sticking the Rabbi and circumcisions in was just plain funny. The idea came from a film I saw – Robin Hood: Men in Tights.  It is hilarious, a piss take of Robin Hood and the Prince of Thieves with Alan Rickman (Snape).

"What have goats got to do with anything?"

Draco rolled or rather fell off the couch that he was on and made his way over to Harry in the bed.  "I never did give you today's present did I?"

"No but the comforting and chatting more than makes up for it."

"I forgot how sentimental everyone that isn't a Slytherin was.  Euch."  Draco shivered and crawled under the sheets and lay next to Harry.  Harry didn't complain as he had a tingling feeling running through his body – it was like an electricity coursing through his veins.

"Yeah well sentimentality is Hufflepuff, not Gryffindor. I may act sentimental but I will never turn into that old fool."

"Which old fool?"

"Dunno, Dumbledore, Helga even Rowena."

"Dumbledore and who now?"

"Helga and Rowena, honestly have you never read Hogwarts: A History?"

"Yes why?"

"Founders."

"Ahh I get it now.  Aren't you supposed to be patrolling?"

"Snape can go fuck himself, even Hermione I really don't give a damn.  It'll only be another detention."

"Why that mud-Granger?"

"She fancies him a little bit."

"Really?  That is too priceless for words."

"Yeah well she will never do anything about it."

"I'm sure I have a love potion around here somewhere."

"No way."  Draco looked hurt from what Harry could tell without his glasses and in the darkness of the dungeon.  Harry rolled onto his side and carefully draped an arm over Draco's stomach, Draco reacted by holding Harry's hand and squeezing it slightly.

"What's this for?"

"Thank you."

"For what."

"For being so friendly."

"You don't have to."

"But I feel that I do."

"Woah, a little too fast."

"Oh, I do that all the time, the 'I do' I mean.  I mean that I do that all the time, I mean I am perfectly aware that I do it all the time."

"That's all right then, I suppose.  Do you want today's present?"

"What, didn't I say that the friendliness was enough?"

"For yesterday's, it is 00:05 now, on Friday morning."

"Then all right then."  Draco crept out of bed and opened the large triple sized wardrobe.  It seemed to be stuffed full of clothes but Draco shifted a pile of jumpers and pulled out what looked like a picnic basket.  He turned back to the bed and sat on the edge, handing the basket to Harry, who took it apprehensively.

"Voila, a midnight feast pour vous."

"Thank you Draco, that is such a sweet thought and I usually have to go down to the kitchens at midnight for a snack anyway."

"Yeah Dobby and Winky told me."

"He still talks to you?"  Harry asked in awe.

"Yeah, it was my, Lucius that treated him badly.  He always brought me milk and cookies when I went to bed."  Draco smiled at the fond memory of Dobby balancing about 20 large cookies and about 4 litres of milk on a small bedside cabinet.  He had said that Master Draco sir was needing fattening up a bit if Master Draco sir didn't mind Dobby saying so.

"These house elves always seem to be treated badly; I can see why Hermione started S.P.E.W. now.  You could talk to her about that as well if my decision goes your way."

Draco broke a leg off a chocolate frog and chewed nervously before he asked his next question.  "So how is the trial going?"

"Oh I can't tell you that that would be sacrilege."

"What?"

"Don't understand big words Malfoy?"

"Malfoy?  No but how can that be sacrilege?"

"You're right but it seemed to fit at the time."  Harry finished and stuck almost a whole piece of chocolate cake in his mouth.  Then he tried to say something lese but ended up spraying chocolate everywhere.

"What was that Harry?"  Draco asked stifling a laugh.

"I said so that what it was."

"Which means?"

"I realised what you tasted like when I kissed you."

"Not that cake I hope, because you have now put me off it for life."

"No, it was minty."

"Toothpaste?"

"No like muggle mints or chewing gum."

"Chewing gum?"

"Yeah it's this stuff that muggles chew for hours that tastes like mint."

"Well I do have a little weakness for those spearmint tic tacs, there's always a box in my pocket.  I tend to rattle a lot."

"You do know that too many has a laxative effect, like chewing gum."

"Yeah, so I add a little magic potion and then I can have as many as I like."

"Oh my god.  It must cost you a fortune."

"Weekly delivery of 20 boxes from a relative.  If I run out then I have to accio some from the nearest place.  The little village they come from is really nice.  It's like Hogsmeade but without the magic."

"All right then, this food is good."  Draco hadn't noticed but Harry had been working his way through the basket and was now on melon boats.  He had the juice dripping all down his chin and onto Draco's pyjama top.  Draco pulled a face and reached for a napkin.

"Here, wipe your chin you've got melon juice everywhere."  Harry took the napkin as he discarded the skin.  After he had wiped his chin he reached into the basket and withdrew a box of strawberries and a chocolate fondue set.  Draco could see from the gleam in Harry's eyes what he had thought of.

"Nice idea Harry."

"I thought so, now where did I put my wand?"

"By your elbow, no the other one."  Harry eventually managed to pick up his wand and light a little fire under the pot.  It wasn't as good as Hermione's but it was sufficient for the purpose.

"I'll take the green bits off shall I?"  Draco asked picking up the box.

"No, you have to hold them somehow remember?"

"Ah yes, I'll put some chocolate in the pot then, let it melt a bit."

"You do know how to use a fondue set don't you?"

"With those little forks, but not fingers or chocolate."

"It's the same concept really.  Pick up a strawberry, dip it chocolate, coat it evenly, let it cool and then you feed it to me, or vice versa."

"Is it really that simple?"

"You don't think I would make you do anything hard do you?"

"Well Saturday night and the firewhisky."

"Was that what I was drinking?"

"And some of that muggle potato stuff with pumpkin juice."

"Vodka, and it's ready."  Harry dipped a strawberry in the chocolate and then allowed it to cool so the chocolate was solid.  He guided it towards Draco's waiting lips, and held it there.  Draco's mouth opened and the crack of the chocolate was loud when Draco bit into it.  A dribble of strawberry snaked down the side of his mouth and Harry couldn't resist kissing it away.

"Hey, I thought you weren't supposed to do anything until you had decided, oh.  You've decided haven't you?"

"No it was just too tempting."

"Damn, now it's my turn."  Draco did the same as Harry, except that the chocolate was still melted when it reached Harry and then his lips were coated in the stuff because of Draco's shaky hands.  It was then that Draco couldn't restrain himself from the beauty any more and lunged at Harry.  Kissing him madly to get rid of any trace of chocolate, he only calmed when Harry was back to normal.

"Wow, I've never been kissed that much in my life.  Well from one person anyway."

"Really?"

"Yeah, you're a right little whirling dervish.  I think we might have a little chocolate body paint fetishisht here."

"Pardon?"

"Never mind, I think it might be time to sleep if we have class tomorrow, today, whatever."

"Yeah."  Draco said sadly and walked dejectedly towards the hard, uninviting sofa.

"Do you want to share your bed?"  Harry asked gently as he saw that Draco was headed back to the cold, lonely sofa.

"Are you sure?  I mean are you sure that you're ready?  I kick."

"And I hug and kiss in my sleep, but I don't care."

"Well if you don't, I don't."  Draco said as he jumped into the bed with Harry and arranged himself so that he was in front of Harry facing away from him.  Best of all he was still able to hold Harry's arms that had snaked around his waist.  "Night Harry."

"Night Draco."  Harry kissed the back of Draco's neck the same way Draco had done to him the other day, and he felt Draco shiver at the touch of his lips.

A/N Well that was interesting wasn't it, it's starting to get to the good bit.  Now don't all scream at once when I tell you that it won't finish after the 10th day and present (chapter 11) it might go on for another 2 chapters.  Then the ending that I have planned allows a sequel to be written if you all want me to.

If we think of the strawberries as goats then they all died as the chapter title suggests and they also have no relevance except to get Draco turned on, which could actually be pretty relevant.

I saw the 3rd film the other day, Draco is sooooo much hotter than he was in the 1st two.  Although they all looked hotter.  The actors for Sirius and Remus weren't the best though.  I'm going to see it again on Tuesday, just to ogle though - way!!!!

Thanks this week go to – Miss W D Halliwell; SunGoddess1; devilserpent; slasherbabe; chi7890; driven to insanity; Yana5