This chappy is dedicated to my sister Alana... She is one of the best sisters I could ask for!! She let me borrow her mix cd!! I get to listen to T.A.T.U and Bowling for Soup!!!!! Thanks Alana!! I love you!!
Since my beloved Duo is with Sheena, Das is out with Madam, Shido's binging on ice cream, Feytaloney is sleeping and Alton is with J doing "stuff" I'm all alone!!! YIPPY!!!
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BTW……..
Aly: We were talking about… Potatos!! Yes.. Potatos!!
Cait: I like potatos!!
Cait's thoughts: I like vegetables!!
Aly's thoughts: God I like sex!!
WARNING!!! WARNING!!!!! PLEASE READ!!!!!!
This chapter has a section in it that has gore, blood, and violence. And hurting animals. I think I break my rating with it but I don't know. If I get enough people telling me that that part shouldn't be there, I'll either take it out, or tone it down. Just be warned that it's there.
Eyes of the Angel by Aloh Dark.. who has hurt her back throwing but will still go on!!!
Chapter 16: Lasting Effects
"Mr. Malfoy, I need to speak with Mr. Weasley."
"But Madam.. He just woke up!."
Madam Pomfrey snorted. "That was over twelve hours ago, Mr. Malfoy."
Draco looked startled. "Was it really?"
"Yes. In case you've forgotten, I did bring you lunch and dinner."
Draco smiled. "So you did. Thank you for the meals."
"I don't let my patients starve. But I need to talk to Mr. Weasley." She looked at Draco who showed no signs of moving. "Alone."
Draco sighed. "Alright." He got off of Ron's bed. "But I'm not going to go very far."
Madam Pomfrey glared at him. "But you will be out of this wing."
Draco glared back at her, but had to look away as a fit of giggles was about to over take him. Ron had started to tickle his legs. "Alright.. I'll wait in the hall." Draco said as he turned and gave Ron a peck on the cheek.
Madam Pomfrey waited for him to close the door before turning back to Ron.
Ron smiled at her. "He's very protective and I think this has made him even more protective of me."
Madam Pomfrey rolled her eyes. "That boy is so head over heals for you that it's a miracle he can walk."
Ron laughed at the look on her face. "I don't think that's what you wanted to talk about."
"No it isn't." Madam Pomfrey waited the minute it took for Ron to get serious. "Why did you lose the will to live?"
Ron blinked. That was blunt. "I.. I.." He stuttered.
"You what?"
"I thought that Draco didn't love me. We've been getting into a lot of fights lately and he blew me off the night before. So when he ran out on me I thought he didn't love me." Ron said. That wasn't the only reason but it was the only one he'd mention.
Madam Pomfrey nodded her head. "I'm glad you got over that."
"So am I. Will there be any lasting effects?"
"On you no. But I'm sure that other people will remember what happened." Madam Pomfrey paused for a moment to think. "You can go back to your dorm room tonight. I'm sure your housemates miss you."
Ron nodded his head. "Thank you."
"You'll have to leave soon. It's nearly curfew."
"Okay. Thank you."
"No problem." She said as she walked away. She opened the door to the hall way and let Draco back in.
"So what's up?" Draco asked as he walked towards Ron.
"I can go back to the dorms tonight."
"That's great. Do you need help with anything?" Draco asked.
"No." Ron said as he got out of bed. He closed the curtain the rest of the way and started to take off his hospital pjs.
Draco blinked but didn't say anything. If Ron wanted to strip in front of him, what right did he have to complain?
Ron's body was beautiful. Creamy tan skin flecked with freckles here and there. Muscles shone as he moved to untie his pants. Ron was tall and thin, but he moved with a natural grace that had come to him a few years before. His hair was mused from being in bed all day and his eyes glittered. Draco smiled. He knew that Ron was putting on this show just for him.
Ron only wore his pants, which he had untied so they hung low and loose on his hips. He locked his hands together and brought them above his head, stretching out his back. He jutted his hips forward and Draco's mouth watered as that caused the pants to fall.
'Damn!' Draco thought as he saw that Ron was wearing boxers. Ron bent over to pick up his fallen pants. He bent in half, his bum staying high in the air. Draco groaned as the material stretched taunt over Ron's bottom. Ron, still in his bent position turned his head and gave Draco a saucy wink. He knew he was driving Draco crazy and was very proud of the fact.
Ron stood up and threw the pants at Draco. His reflexes being slowed by lust, letting the pants hit him in the face. He pulled at the pants frantically until they slid down past his eyes, but Ron was already pulling a pair of pants on. He zipped them up but didn't button them. He reached for his shirt, again displaying his rippling back muscles. He slipped his arms in and left it open.
Draco watched as he walked closer to him. He leaned down to get eye level with the sitting boy. With a feral grin, Ron leaned in and kissed Draco. He ran his tongue over Draco's lips, demanding entrance. Draco readily complied and drew Ron's tongue into his mouth. Their tongues spared for dominance and control of the kiss. Draco groaned and let Ron win as Ron sucked his tongue into his mouth and gently scraped it with his teeth.
Draco's hands tangled themselves in Ron's hair and pulled his face closer to his. On of Ron's arms gently pushed Draco down as the other supported their weight. Draco gasped as he felt the bed beneath him. He wanted Ron to pound into him right then and there. He slipped his hands down Ron's back and up again, under the shirt. As he moved his hands down again, he scrapped Ron's back and Ron felt his skin break. He only gasped and groaned at the pleasure filled pain. He pressed his hips into Draco's and grinded their arousals together. Draco pushed his hands up Ron's chest to his shoulders.
"No.." Draco moaned into Ron's mouth. Then a little more forcefully, "No.. Not yet."
Ron groaned and started to kiss Draco's neck. "Now.. please.. now.. please.." He repeated between sucking, nipping, licking, and kissing Draco's throat.
"Noo." Draco half moaned and half groaned. "Please Ron. Stop." He said as he arched his neck to give Ron more room to work with. He was drowning in lust and love for the red head above him, but he couldn't do this now. "No Ron. Please stop.. Please." He pleaded.
He felt the boy above him stop kissing his neck and move up onto his knees, so they were no longer touching. "Are you sure?" he asked, his eyes clouded by passion.
"Yes." Draco said.
"Alright." Ron said with a sigh as he moved off of Draco. "Just let me know when you're ready. You know I'm more than willing."
Draco looked at Ron. The red head looked so dejected that Draco hurt for him. "Ron. I'm sorry. I'm just not ready yet." Draco said softly.
Ron turned to him with a smile. "It's okay Love. I understand."
Draco smiled back at him, relieved. "Thank you." He gave Ron's hand a squeeze. He didn't trust himself to do anymore than that. "You better finish getting dressed."
"Okay." Ron said as he got off the bed. He stopped suddenly as he gasped in pain. "What the hell did you do to my back?"
"I don't know. Show me." Draco said. Ron turned around and stripped one arm out of it's sleeve so the shirt hung off one side. Draco smiled. "I did one hell of a job on you for just kissing."
"Does it look bad?"
"You won't want to show anyone for a few days." Draco said with a smug smile as Ron looked at him with a disapproving glare.
Ron suddenly smiled smugly himself. "I hope you have a turtleneck to wear."
Draco's brows furrowed. "What do you mean?"
"Take a look for yourself." Ron said as he gestured to the small facial mirror near by.
Draco looked at his neck in the mirror and paled. "Oh my lord. What did you do?"
"I ravaged your neck." Ron said as he walked up behind Draco and slipped his arms around his waist, resting his head on Draco's shoulder. "I count five hickies."
"And ten bite marks." Draco said sullenly.
"And most of them look like they're bruising." Ron said with pride.
Draco turned around and glared at him. Ron burst out laughing. It was hard to be intimidated by a man with hickies and bite marks on his neck and his eyes still held a hint of lust.
Ron sobered. "I love you Draco."
"I love you too." Draco said softly as he stopped glaring. Ron cupped his cheek and kissed him on his lips.
Just as they started to get a little more arduous in their kiss, they were startled apart by some one loudly clearing their throat. By the sound, they knew they'd been trying to get their attention for a while. They turned to see an amused looking Dumbledore, an indifferent Snape to his right and a slightly blushing McGonigall to his left.
"I see you are back to health Mr. Weasley. I'm sure Mr. Malfoy has been taking good care of you." Dumbledore said in barely concealed amusement.
"I'm feeling great Professor." Ron said with a smile. Draco could see him blush three shades of red.
"It's nearly curfew, you two should get back to your dorms." Professor McGonigall said, still blushing.
"I expect you there by the time I get there." Snape said to Draco.
"Yes Sir." Draco said as he helped Ron pick up the discarded pjs and the rest of his uniform. Ron hastily button his pants and shirt, blushing deeper with each button.
They left as soon as Ron finished with his buttons and all his blood was in his face.
When they got into the hall and down the corridor Draco burst out laughing. "Did you see their faces?!"
"That was the most embarrassing thing in my whole life." Ron said, slightly less red but still blushing bad nonetheless.
"McGonigall looked like she'd never seen anyone kissing before."
"Maybe she just hasn't seen two guys together." Ron said, nearly back to his original color.
"Maybe." Draco said. They walked a few more minutes in silence. They stopped at an intersection of corridors. To the left would lead to Griffendor Tower and the right would take you to the Slytherin Dungeons. "I'll see you tomorrow." Draco said turning to Ron.
"Yea.. Tomorrow." Ron said as he looked around quickly. Seeing no one he leaned down and kissed Draco. "Tomorrow then." He said as he pulled up.
"Night." Draco said as Ron turned and walked down the passage leading to his dorms. Draco didn't turn to go to his dorms until Ron was well out of sight. Only then did he turn to go. He shoved his hands in his pockets and started to sing softly to himself.
He'd have good dreams that night. And give more reasons for Goyle and Crabbe to tease him.
Gena walked the woods with cautious steps. Something in the forest didn't feel right that night. She wanted to know what was disturbing the peace.
Gena was cloaked in her old cloths, the furs she wore before coming to Hogwarts. A lose top and skirt made of animal skins. It was light, warm and durable. Her shoes were made of the toughest bear skin leather. A bear she had killed herself a few summers back. She had tanned and softened the hide herself. Everything she wore she had killed, eaten, and used the whole body to make different things. Draped across her back she wore a skin covered skull and hide proudly. It was the head and hide of her fist kill as a warrior in her tribe. A great brown wolf. The color of his fur the same color of her hair. If he hadn't been a maverick, he would have surely been an alpha wolf.
She squatted down on the lake's edge. Looking at her refection, she noticed all the differences between the girl she saw and Gena, the school girl. She noticed the skin warped around her but didn't smile. She thought back to how she got that skin as she took a drink from the lake.
It had taken her a month to find the beast and another month to track it. She spent the month after that stalking it, everyday getting closer until all she had to do was pounce and kill it. She couldn't kill it with any weapons, just her bare hands and body, as tradition decreed. It had taken her several attempts but she'd succeeded. The wolf had gotten in a lot of good attacks too. Gena had been nearly dead when she'd finally killed the animal. As tradition decreed she had to let her wounds heal by themselves.
She did the ancient, warrior rituals. She drained the blood out of the wolves body and after chanting over it for a day, drank it all. This was so the animals spirit would enter her body to help her and guide her. She then skinned the animal herself only using the bones to help her. She ate all the meat herself, to gain the strength and abilities of the animal. She didn't eat it's heart though, she had to dry that out. When she had finished tanning and softening the hide, the heart was a dry, shriveled lump.
She stripped off the skins she had been wearing., the last set she'd made as a female member of the tribe. Wearing only the wolves skin, she went back to her village carrying the dried heart in her hands.
Once there, people shunned and spit on her. She ignored them with her head held high. She walked to the Alpha Male of the village and presented him with the dry heart. He then took the skin and bones of the wolf from her. She was left standing naked in the middle of her village as people insulted her and spit at the ground by her feet.
The Alpha Male gave the skin and bones to his mate, the Alpha Female. She handed him back the sharpest bone. He yelled to the villagers that if she died they were welcome to eat her body, if anyone wanted the meat of a failure. They screamed back that they would never eat the flesh of such a weak creature. They spit, growled, and insulted more.
Gena raised her head proudly and flicked all her hair behind her. She pushed back her shoulders and dared him to do it with her eyes, her lips pulling back in a challenging growl.
The Alpha Male plunged the bone into her chest and Gena moved a little with the force. She didn't fall down, she didn't utter a noise, and she didn't cry. She was not going to show any sign of weakness to the villagers. They'd tear her apart even though she was still alive. They did not tolerate weakness.
He pulled out the bloody bone and said that if she was rejected by the her heart she wouldn't even be eaten by scavengers. She just growled at him and snapped her teeth. He took the dried heart and shoved it into the hole in her chest.
He kept his hand over the wound and said softly to her. "If you die any time during the next month, you will no longer be acknowledged as a part of this tribe. You will be forgotten forever and left in the spirit world to be tormented by the noble wolf you'd slain just so you could die."
While this had gone on, the medicine man had been busy grinding the heart bone into a powder and mixing it with herbs and holy liquids. He smeared the paste on a piece of birch bark. He walked up to Gena with the mixture and said, "My your wolf become your Guardian Spirit and help you through your many dangers." He then replaced the Alpha's hand with the bark. He wound soft doe skin around her chest to hold to bark in place. The villagers stopped their taunting and went back to what they had been doing.
For the next month Gena had been treated as if she was invisible. She had to get her own food and drink. She had to do everything for herself, by herself. If she talked to anyone she risked death as did anyone that talked to her.
Gena had survived the month with amazing ability. The last man from the village to go through this most ancient and sacred of traditions had nearly died several times during his healing process. He had only lived for a few years after it.
When the month was over, the village held a grand feast. They welcomed Gena back as if she'd been away the whole time and not at the village. She no longer sat with the women and children, she didn't sit with the married men, nor the bachelors. She sat at the table of the highest officials. She sat at the table holding the Alpha Male and Alpha Female.
They celebrated the whole night to congratulate her on becoming the first female warrior in the whole tribe, and not just their small branch of it. But Gena secretly celebrated her 12th birthday that night along with her new birth into the elite class.
Gena was brought back to the present as she heard the flapping of owl wings. She normally would have ignored them, but something was different. There was something very wrong in the pattern of the wings. She stood and faced the direction the sound was coming from.
She waited with wary eyes as she looked for her hunter. The owl swooped before her and stopped on the branch of a fallen tree. She glared down at it. "Change." She demanded.
The owl seemed to smirk at her before a human male took his place sitting on the tree. He smirked at her. "I should have known you'd know." He said mockingly.
"I could tell you were not a real owl before I could even smell the humanity on you." She snarled.
"You are down wind of me." He said, implying that the wind had brought along his sent before she even noticed him.
"Try again. I'm down wind of you." Gena said with a bigger smirk.
The boy was still for a moment and then became angry. "I will not stand to be made fun of."
"You do an excellent job of that yourself." Gena said scathingly back.
The boys face took on a bored mask that could have fooled an amateur, but not Gena. She could still see his anger beneath it.
"I just wanted you to know that you're my prey."
"I figured that when you were stalking me as I walked."
"So you noticed."
"How could I not?"
He chose not to reply to that. "I am the hunter Kruenu.* Remember that name."
"Kruenu of the Bird Morpher Tribe. I know who you are. This is not our first meeting." Gena said.
"How could we have? I do not consort with Half-Wolf bitches." He insulted.
"That isn't an insult for the simple fact that Half-Wolf females are called bitches."
Gena could see his anger intensify. "Just remember that I'll be watching you."
Gena smiled at him. "To make this more interesting, remember that Kalieay* of the Gharatla* Tribe is stalking you too."
Dinko stood watching what was going on by the lake with interest. He's meet the girl earlier that day but had never seen the owl boy before. He listened to everything they said and stored it away in his memory banks for future examination. He was down wind from them both so he felt that they didn't know he was there. They certainly didn't show any sign that they knew he was there.
He saw the boy turn back into an owl and fly off over the lake. Gena turned and watched him go. He watched her turn back and look in his direction. He could swear that she looked directly at him. He knew he was seen when she winked and started to walk back to Hogwarts.
Ron walked into his dorm after being bombarded by housemates that wanted to know if he was okay. After Hermione and Harry firmly told everyone to leave Ron alone, he'd declared that he was tired and went to bed. He walked over to his bed and sat down.
After he got changed back into pjs he turned on a light intending to read. He looked at the end of his bed and screamed for all he was worth.
Harry, Hermione and everyone else in the common room stopped dead at what they were doing when they heard that scream. Harry was the first to come to senses and ran towards that dorm doors. He knew that voice and he knew he had to help him.
Harry burst into his dorm room and ran towards Ron's bed. He sat down in front of the boy and shook his shoulders.
The red head continued to scream for all he was worth until he was suddenly spelled silent by Hermione.
"What's happened?" Harry asked, forgetting that Ron couldn't talk.
Ron's eyes just went bigger as he brought a shaky hand up to point at something over Harry's shoulder. He gave one last silent scream and passed out.
Harry laid the limp body on the bed before turning around and seeing the giant spider web between the bed post.
He looked at it and realized that it said something. He read it out loud to Hermione, who was the only one in the room besides him. She must have locked the door to keep everyone else out.
"Boil and bubble, toil and trouble.
Find the girl that can brew the cause and take away the symptoms." Harry read. He turned to Hermione. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"Do you remember that last few letters Ron has gotten?"
"Yes."
"I think this is another one. The letter that Alyssa had did say that the message would come by an animal of their choosing. They chose a spider."
"But what do the words mean?"
"Judging by what's had been going on, the first line is from a Shakespearian play and the rest is a clue."
"The clue would be?"
"There is a girl that can make a potion that can..." Hermione cut off. She didn't know what the potion was supposed to do.
"Maybe the girl can make something that causes pain and make the antidote. You know.. Like she could make a poison and make the cure, too."
"They'd have to be a potion master."
"Is there anyone in the school that is a potion master that is female and not Snape." Harry said.
"Well if they're female they wouldn't be Snape." Hermione said with a disapproving look.
"Hey you never know." Harry replied.
Harry and Hermione both looked at Ron, who groaned. Hermione quickly banished the spider web, making sure she remember what it said.
"Oy Ron? You okay?" Harry asked.
"What happened?" Ron asked.
"You ah.." Harry started.
"Went to bed early but we heard you scream. You were having a nightmare. Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine.. It was just a dream.." Ron said, confused. "Night guys. I'm going back to bed."
"Night sleepy head." Hermione said as she walked across the room. "Night Harry." She said as she opened the door.
"Night Mione." Harry said as he walked to his bed.
Hermione batted her way through the crowded stairs, people asking her if everything was okay. She just told them Ron had a nightmare and he was going to be fine but the next person that asked her that or got in her way wasn't going to be.
They quickly parted to let her through. No one wanted to let Hermione use them as target practice with all the different spells and curses she knew.
Hermione immediately trudged up the stairs to her dorm room and went to bed.
Draco walked to his dorm with a small smile on his lips. He'd spent the whole day with Ron and he didn't regret a moment. He especially didn't regret what went on while Ron changed. He was going to have wet dreams over that for weeks to come.
Draco was a control freak everywhere else but when it came to anything sexual. He preferred that Ron be in control than him. And Ron was more than willing to be in control. Just thinking about the way that Ron had kissed him made Draco shiver.
He walked into the deserted Slytherin common room and sat by the fire to wait for Snape. He didn't have to wait long before Snape was standing in the door way. He nodded for Draco follow, and he did.
Draco walked behind Snape to his office. He sat down in one of the vacant chairs across the desk from Snape.
They looked at each other for a few minutes before Snape spoke. "What are your feelings for Weasley?"
"I love him." Draco said without any hesitation.
Snape looked at him for a moment. "You two seem to have a healthy relationship." He said referring to the scene in the hospital wing a little while ago.
"You could say that." Draco said.
"You two aren't doing anything that isn't allowed, are you?" Snape asked, referring to a school rule that no one followed.
Draco blushed slightly. "I don't think that's any of your business."
Snape waved his hand in a dismissive manner. "I have to tell you something."
"About what?" Draco asked, suddenly apprehensive.
"About two boys I used to know. They went to this school when they were around your age."
"What about them?"
"About how they were so in love everyone else could see it but them."
"But I know I love Ron and he loves me."
"Just shut up and listen to the story." Snape said before lapsing into silence. Draco sat waiting for Snape to talk. "As I said, they were around your age and in this school. One was a Slytherin, like you, and the other, a Griffendor, like Weasley. They'd heated each other for years. They played pranks on each other and once one was nearly killed because of one of those pranks. But that's not what I wanted to tell you about...." Snape told Draco about the two boys. About how they grew to realize they loved each other. How before that they'd just been getting together because they wanted to relieve some 'tension'. He told Draco about how, when the Slytherin realized he loved the other boy, he tried to kill himself. He told him how, when they got out of school, they went their separate ways. The Slytherin siding with Voldermort and the Griffendor fighting against him. He told Draco how the Slytherin graduate tried to kill himself repeatedly during the war and once after it. The one time after the war he tried to kill himself was the last time he tried to do it.
"Why did he want to kill himself if the war he hated so much was over?" Draco asked softly as Snape sat silently.
"Because he found out that the man he loved had been sent to Azkaban for life for killing thirteen muggles and one wizard. That was when he realized what a big mistake he'd made. He's spent the rest of his life wallowing in misery because of it. But he never tried to kill himself again after that."
"Why?"
"Because he couldn't kill himself. How could you kill a body that's heart and soul belong to someone else?" Snape asked him with hallow eyes.
"You must have really loved him."
Snape's eyes lost their dead look. "I still do."
"Is he still in Azkaban?"
"No. He's not."
"Why don't you contact him? Tell him you love him. It's never too late."
"It is too late for us Draco. Do you want to know why?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Because we didn't tell each other how we feel and we let others tell us what was the best thing for us to do."
"So you're saying that I should always let Ron know how much I love him and to listen to my heart."
"Yes. Let the ones you love know you love them and don't let anyone tell you what to do, think, say, or act. Just be yourself."
"Okay." Draco said thinking about what Snape had just told him. His advice was the same as what Ash has always told him. Maybe he should have listened to his sister more often. She'd never lead him astray and neither had Snape.
He knew he wanted to act for himself. He was just afraid of what would happen to Ron if he did.
....Continued Be To
The lime is too make up for the crappyness of chapter 14 and the length to make up for the shortness of the last chappy. Hope yall liked it!!
For a better idea of what Gena is wearing, look at a pic of Koga from Inu Yasha. He was the inspiration for Gena and the Half-Wolf species.
* Name Pronunciation!!!!
Kruenu - Cray-new
Kalieay - Ka-li-e-ay
Gharatla - Gha-ra-t-la
You know... I really should write an original fic about Gena.... Something that will just help people to understand her better.. But I won't... A: Because I'm lazy and B: Because I don't have any time for a while....
