Title: Vivica, Chapter Fifteen
Author: frkwerewolf
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco/Ron, Lupin/Snape
Rating: R
Summary: Changes are in the air and Draco discovers something about himself that will change everything he knows.
Notes: I seem to be developing a slight Hermione/Harry relationship in here... which depresses me greatly. Hmmm... must fix that.
Chapter Fifteen
"Oh my..." Hermione trailed off, her nose buried in a book. Draco looked up at her, raising a single blonde eyebrow.
"What are you going on about, Granger?" Draco asked.
"Nothing." Hermione didn't look up.
"Let me see."
"No."
"You better hand it over, Granger." Draco growled. Hermione looked over the top at him, humor in her eyes. "Tell me what's so funny now."
"According to this, male Veelas who find themselves in a same sex relationship are able to develop their own lubricant." Hermione replied, her voice sounding much too simular to Snape's for Draco's taste.
"Your kidding me." Draco's eyes widened. "That's disgusting!"
"Honestly, Draco, it's better than having to remember lube." Hermione told him. Draco couldn't remember when she started calling him by his first name. It had been somewhere between the second book and fourth arguement. Draco rolled his eyes at the girl's blunt additude, but secretly he was laughing. He knew there had to be some reason everyone hung out with her. There was no way someone would volunteer to spend time with a boring bookworm. But this girl had sarcasm and a smirk to battle any Slytherin.
At the entrance to the library, Harry and Ron were debating whether or not to really interupt Hermione. They had done it before. Or rather, Ron had hid behind Harry and let him do it, and therefore take the wrath of Hermione's tongue. The sound of Draco's voice was what stopped their bickering. Harry's eyes narrowed and he began stomping toward the stacks. Ron shook his head at his friend's moody behaivor and followed. They stopped behind a bookcase, listening hard.
"Look, Granger, your obviously trying to help me, but don't." Draco voice ordered.
"Oh, please. This is more of an academic interest than me trying to help you." Hermione replied. Ron could practically feel her roll her eyes.
"Figured." Draco responded. "So, do tell me, Granger... You and Potter dating or something?"
"No!" Hermione exclaimed. Ron looked over to see Harry frown slightly. "I would not date Harry. He's like a brother to me."
"Still putting out for that Krum fellow, then?" Draco asked, in a tone that suggested he was talking about the weather.
"I refuse to answer that question, Draco. Why don't we focus on the problem at hand?" Hermione's voice sounded stiff, like she wanted to throw something at Draco.
"Yeah, but how do you suppose I can find a way to kick Potter's ass without getting into trouble?" Draco mused. Then the sound of Draco chuckling filled their ears. Ron had to fight sudden shiver than ran down his spine. He couldn't help it, really. Draco sounded good when he laughed. "Don't take it so personal, Granger."
"I don't know what your talking about."
"Whatever you say, Granger." Ron could tell Draco was sneering. He felt Harry shifting next to him, knowing his friend was getting extremely aggitated. Ron couldn't even begin to describe the shock he felt towards Harry's protectiveness over him, and apparently Hermione. He suspected it had to do with his childhood. When you didn't get much and had no friends, you tended to hold the ones you finally got a little too tight.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry growled. The Golden Boy had walked around the bookcase and stood in front of their table, all before Ron could blink. Draco looked up at him calmly, his face showing no emotion at all.
"Nice of you to join us, Potter." Draco let his gaze slide over to Ron, the blonde's mouth twitching slightly at the sight of him. "Weasley."
"Dra- ...Malfoy." Ron caught himself just in time. But Draco still heard it. A slight smile appeared on the Slytherin's face and Ron fought back the need to return it. "What are you guys doing?"
"Granger was just about to tell me about her sex life." Draco announced, snickering at the flare of anger radiating off of Harry. Slowly, he stood and placed himself in front of the dark headed boy. "Care to let me get even, Potter?"
"I wouldn't think you'd want another black eye." Harry replied smoothly.
"Fighting is petty, Potter. Only ruffians battle with fists." Draco told him, before slinking past. He paused next to Ron, who was fighting a chuckle. "I'll see you some other time, Weasley. Goodbye, Granger."
"I'll have that book list for you tomorrow, Draco." Hermione said. The trio watched as Draco left the library, his head held high. Hermione waited for him to be out of Veela ear-shot before turning on Harry. "Harry Potter, I can not believe you are acting this way!"
"What way?" Harry asked innocently, sitting in Draco's vacant seat. Ron rolled his eyes and sat as well.
"Don't play dumb with me." Hermione glared. "I know about you attacking him. I never knew you were so desperate to be in the center of attention."
"I am not!" Harry snapped.
"Oh? Then why did you run off in all your brave glory to defend Ron's honor?" Hermione asked, her voice even with aggitation.
"I did not." Harry sputtered.
"Looked like it to me." Hermione replied.
"Will you two stop it?" Ron interupted. "You two are driving me insane. You've been at each other's throats all year."
"It's not my fault." Harry defended. "She's always getting mad at me."
"I wouldn't get mad at you if you didn't always rise to the occasion." Hermione snapped. She gave them both one more glare before picking up her books and storming out of the library. Harry watched her go with a frown. Ron raised a single eyebrow in his direction. He didn't see it, instead he stared at the table for a moment before following Hermione.
Ron sighed in frustration. He couldn't begin to understand why Harry and Hermione were acting that way. Normally it was Hermione and him, but this year things had drastically changed. Changed indeed, Ron snorted. Reaching over he picked up one of the books that Hermione had left. He skimmed through it, not even reading the actual text. Ron was suspecting that Harry had a crush on Hermione. Or maybe on him. Or both.
"Don't go there, Ron." He muttered to himself, pushing that track of thought out of his head. Ron forced himself to focus on the book in his hands. He blinked in shock when he realized he was looking at the chapter on Veela mating rituals. Glancing around him, Ron shifted in his seat and began to read.
Down in the dungeons, Draco was fighting against himself. He once again stood in front of Lupin and Snape's chambers. He could smell Snape's scent through the door, but Lupin's was too faint for him to be inside. Taking a deep breath, he knocked carefully on the door. It swung open a second later, showing an annoyed Severus Snape.
"Oh, it you again." Snape sighed. "Get in here."
"Sir..." Draco started.
"Sit down." Snape interupted. Draco sat and stared up at him. He felt compelled to listen and obey this man. While his Veela did not feel threatened, he reconigsed Snape as Lupin's mate. That was enough. After the fight he lost to the werewolf the other night, his feeling of submission had literally doubled.
"Sir-"
"I'm going to be doing the talking, Draco." Snape once again interupted. Snape paced a moment before sitting in a nearby chair. "You've talked to Lupin about this Veela thing. I know you understand it's consequences and so forth. I'm certain that any question you have on that topic Lupin will be able to help you with. What I want to talk to you about it this business with Ron Weasley."
"I-"
"Let me finish, Draco." Snape said firmly. "It may come as a slight shock to you, but I do know what Ron is feeling. I had Lupin after me since fifth year. But I'm going to let you in on something I would never admit to Lupin, not even now. I wanted him right back."
"That's... Nice." Draco gulped. He wasn't so sure he wanted to be hearing about his teacher's love life.
"But I was scared. I was 15 years old, afterall." Snape admitted, not looking at Draco. "And then that idiot Black.... Well, that's something else intirely. My point to you is that Ron is scared about all of this. And the fact that you guys have hated each other your whole lives doesn't help."
"So, do you think I should go slow with him?" Draco asked.
"On the contrary." Snape slowly smiled. For a split second Draco was afraid, but then it passed and curiousity won over. "He's a bloody Gryffindor. Brave and the lot. Not to mention he gets into trouble with Potter all the time. Ron is known for jumping to conclusions and into danger, Draco."
"...You mean I should just keep pushing him?"
"I don't see why not." Snape shrugged. "If Lupin would of done that with me, instead of avoiding me like he did, we would have been together a lot sooner."
Author: frkwerewolf
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Draco/Ron, Lupin/Snape
Rating: R
Summary: Changes are in the air and Draco discovers something about himself that will change everything he knows.
Notes: I seem to be developing a slight Hermione/Harry relationship in here... which depresses me greatly. Hmmm... must fix that.
Chapter Fifteen
"Oh my..." Hermione trailed off, her nose buried in a book. Draco looked up at her, raising a single blonde eyebrow.
"What are you going on about, Granger?" Draco asked.
"Nothing." Hermione didn't look up.
"Let me see."
"No."
"You better hand it over, Granger." Draco growled. Hermione looked over the top at him, humor in her eyes. "Tell me what's so funny now."
"According to this, male Veelas who find themselves in a same sex relationship are able to develop their own lubricant." Hermione replied, her voice sounding much too simular to Snape's for Draco's taste.
"Your kidding me." Draco's eyes widened. "That's disgusting!"
"Honestly, Draco, it's better than having to remember lube." Hermione told him. Draco couldn't remember when she started calling him by his first name. It had been somewhere between the second book and fourth arguement. Draco rolled his eyes at the girl's blunt additude, but secretly he was laughing. He knew there had to be some reason everyone hung out with her. There was no way someone would volunteer to spend time with a boring bookworm. But this girl had sarcasm and a smirk to battle any Slytherin.
At the entrance to the library, Harry and Ron were debating whether or not to really interupt Hermione. They had done it before. Or rather, Ron had hid behind Harry and let him do it, and therefore take the wrath of Hermione's tongue. The sound of Draco's voice was what stopped their bickering. Harry's eyes narrowed and he began stomping toward the stacks. Ron shook his head at his friend's moody behaivor and followed. They stopped behind a bookcase, listening hard.
"Look, Granger, your obviously trying to help me, but don't." Draco voice ordered.
"Oh, please. This is more of an academic interest than me trying to help you." Hermione replied. Ron could practically feel her roll her eyes.
"Figured." Draco responded. "So, do tell me, Granger... You and Potter dating or something?"
"No!" Hermione exclaimed. Ron looked over to see Harry frown slightly. "I would not date Harry. He's like a brother to me."
"Still putting out for that Krum fellow, then?" Draco asked, in a tone that suggested he was talking about the weather.
"I refuse to answer that question, Draco. Why don't we focus on the problem at hand?" Hermione's voice sounded stiff, like she wanted to throw something at Draco.
"Yeah, but how do you suppose I can find a way to kick Potter's ass without getting into trouble?" Draco mused. Then the sound of Draco chuckling filled their ears. Ron had to fight sudden shiver than ran down his spine. He couldn't help it, really. Draco sounded good when he laughed. "Don't take it so personal, Granger."
"I don't know what your talking about."
"Whatever you say, Granger." Ron could tell Draco was sneering. He felt Harry shifting next to him, knowing his friend was getting extremely aggitated. Ron couldn't even begin to describe the shock he felt towards Harry's protectiveness over him, and apparently Hermione. He suspected it had to do with his childhood. When you didn't get much and had no friends, you tended to hold the ones you finally got a little too tight.
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry growled. The Golden Boy had walked around the bookcase and stood in front of their table, all before Ron could blink. Draco looked up at him calmly, his face showing no emotion at all.
"Nice of you to join us, Potter." Draco let his gaze slide over to Ron, the blonde's mouth twitching slightly at the sight of him. "Weasley."
"Dra- ...Malfoy." Ron caught himself just in time. But Draco still heard it. A slight smile appeared on the Slytherin's face and Ron fought back the need to return it. "What are you guys doing?"
"Granger was just about to tell me about her sex life." Draco announced, snickering at the flare of anger radiating off of Harry. Slowly, he stood and placed himself in front of the dark headed boy. "Care to let me get even, Potter?"
"I wouldn't think you'd want another black eye." Harry replied smoothly.
"Fighting is petty, Potter. Only ruffians battle with fists." Draco told him, before slinking past. He paused next to Ron, who was fighting a chuckle. "I'll see you some other time, Weasley. Goodbye, Granger."
"I'll have that book list for you tomorrow, Draco." Hermione said. The trio watched as Draco left the library, his head held high. Hermione waited for him to be out of Veela ear-shot before turning on Harry. "Harry Potter, I can not believe you are acting this way!"
"What way?" Harry asked innocently, sitting in Draco's vacant seat. Ron rolled his eyes and sat as well.
"Don't play dumb with me." Hermione glared. "I know about you attacking him. I never knew you were so desperate to be in the center of attention."
"I am not!" Harry snapped.
"Oh? Then why did you run off in all your brave glory to defend Ron's honor?" Hermione asked, her voice even with aggitation.
"I did not." Harry sputtered.
"Looked like it to me." Hermione replied.
"Will you two stop it?" Ron interupted. "You two are driving me insane. You've been at each other's throats all year."
"It's not my fault." Harry defended. "She's always getting mad at me."
"I wouldn't get mad at you if you didn't always rise to the occasion." Hermione snapped. She gave them both one more glare before picking up her books and storming out of the library. Harry watched her go with a frown. Ron raised a single eyebrow in his direction. He didn't see it, instead he stared at the table for a moment before following Hermione.
Ron sighed in frustration. He couldn't begin to understand why Harry and Hermione were acting that way. Normally it was Hermione and him, but this year things had drastically changed. Changed indeed, Ron snorted. Reaching over he picked up one of the books that Hermione had left. He skimmed through it, not even reading the actual text. Ron was suspecting that Harry had a crush on Hermione. Or maybe on him. Or both.
"Don't go there, Ron." He muttered to himself, pushing that track of thought out of his head. Ron forced himself to focus on the book in his hands. He blinked in shock when he realized he was looking at the chapter on Veela mating rituals. Glancing around him, Ron shifted in his seat and began to read.
Down in the dungeons, Draco was fighting against himself. He once again stood in front of Lupin and Snape's chambers. He could smell Snape's scent through the door, but Lupin's was too faint for him to be inside. Taking a deep breath, he knocked carefully on the door. It swung open a second later, showing an annoyed Severus Snape.
"Oh, it you again." Snape sighed. "Get in here."
"Sir..." Draco started.
"Sit down." Snape interupted. Draco sat and stared up at him. He felt compelled to listen and obey this man. While his Veela did not feel threatened, he reconigsed Snape as Lupin's mate. That was enough. After the fight he lost to the werewolf the other night, his feeling of submission had literally doubled.
"Sir-"
"I'm going to be doing the talking, Draco." Snape once again interupted. Snape paced a moment before sitting in a nearby chair. "You've talked to Lupin about this Veela thing. I know you understand it's consequences and so forth. I'm certain that any question you have on that topic Lupin will be able to help you with. What I want to talk to you about it this business with Ron Weasley."
"I-"
"Let me finish, Draco." Snape said firmly. "It may come as a slight shock to you, but I do know what Ron is feeling. I had Lupin after me since fifth year. But I'm going to let you in on something I would never admit to Lupin, not even now. I wanted him right back."
"That's... Nice." Draco gulped. He wasn't so sure he wanted to be hearing about his teacher's love life.
"But I was scared. I was 15 years old, afterall." Snape admitted, not looking at Draco. "And then that idiot Black.... Well, that's something else intirely. My point to you is that Ron is scared about all of this. And the fact that you guys have hated each other your whole lives doesn't help."
"So, do you think I should go slow with him?" Draco asked.
"On the contrary." Snape slowly smiled. For a split second Draco was afraid, but then it passed and curiousity won over. "He's a bloody Gryffindor. Brave and the lot. Not to mention he gets into trouble with Potter all the time. Ron is known for jumping to conclusions and into danger, Draco."
"...You mean I should just keep pushing him?"
"I don't see why not." Snape shrugged. "If Lupin would of done that with me, instead of avoiding me like he did, we would have been together a lot sooner."