Harry and Draco catch themselves a "meal" is this chapter...
I seem to be in a writing mood! I actually wrote this chapter the same day as the last one (I hadn't really liked the last one, so I kept typing). I just decided to wait until Monday to post this...
I like this chapter much better than the last one!
no lyrics for this chapter... I couldn't find any I thought were good for it (and I looked for an hour)
A week had gone by and we were still searching for Ron. We had talked to everyone Ron knows; actually, I talked, Draco was his usual somewhat menacing self...
No one knew anything actually important, so far. As Mrs. Weasley had said, Ron's brothers hadn't seen neither hide nor hair of him. We managed to corner a couple of students at the school, kids that Ron sometimes hung around. I hadn't intended to scare them, but it happens at time. These people had seen me at school on and off for years and yet once face to face with me, only wanted to be somewhere else... It almost makes me laugh, but not quite; they had never done anything to me.
I don't suppose Draco's presence help either; Draco's habit of keeping his hands on me at all times may have been a part of that. It's hard to question someone when your lover is trying to strip you right there in front of them. Nevertheless, it proved to only be more incentive for them to answer as quickly as possible.
Ron actually had been to school up until about a couple of days before Mrs. Weasley's call. Then they were kind enough to give me advice. "Go ask Parkinson's friends, you freaks!" I believe were their words. /they have no idea/ I laughed to myself, before quickly sobering. I had to find Ron, quick, in case something happened to him...
We didn't catch up with Pansy's group until the next day, walking away from the school. They were reluctant to talk to me at first, but then were helpful, as well; they informed me, after slight coercion, that he had been staying at Pansy's house the first half of the week that Ron had "disappeared", after a fight with his family. Pansy's parents had been out of town and she let him stay there.
I almost quit looking at that point, but then one of the girls, Millicent pointed out that neither one of them had been to school to in a while. She actually looked worried, which was surprising out of a friend of Pansy's.
"Not that there's anything a brat like you can do." A boy, Theodore, said, glaring. If he thought he could intimidate me, he was sorely mistaken; Draco didn't even bat a eyelash at the boy, knowing there was no way this boy was going to bother me. I smiled slightly, and Theodore's glare faltered slightly. "What the hell's wrong with you?" he asked.
"Nothing." I said, still grinning slightly. "Actually, there's something you can do."
A couple of his friend snickered a bit, thinking I would actually want to have sex with him. /want to share/ I ask Draco. He kind of leered in answer as well, causing Theodore to take a step back.
"What? No! I would never..." He trailed off when I placed a hand on his chest.
"Are you sure?" I let a slight purr enter my voice; I'm beginning to think he isn't as straight as he wants to be.
"N-no... I... I'm n-not..." Theodore tries to take another step back but stumbled into Vincent Crabbe.
I can hear some in the group around begin to laugh outright, watching their friend fall over himself. "Are you sure?" /this isn't bothering you, is it/ I mentally ask Draco, looking back at him.
/I enjoy watching you work Harry, I know you're only playing with him./ Draco folded his black covered arms, smirking.
I nodded, turning back. Theodore still looked like he wanted to run, but he was trying to save face in front of his friends, even though they had already seen him fall all over himself, trying to get away. "Are you sure?" I repeated. "You seem rather happy to see me." I point to the growing bulge in the groin of him pants.
"T-that's because there's a girl here! I swear." Theodore begged his friends to believe him.
"You get an erection every time there's a girl near? How do you get through the day?" Like I'm going to believe that stupid lie. "No offence, Millicent, but I doubt he has an erection every time you're around, am I right?"
"And quit saying that word!" But everyone ignored Theodore.
"I'm sorry to say he doesn't." Millicent replied, sighing mockingly.
My grin widens. "Aha, caught you, Theo." I turn back to the boy in question. "And there are no other girls around here, so what does that say?" I take another step towards him, causing Theodore to step on Crabbe's foot, who shoved him away. Shoved him right in my direction...
I put my arms over both his shoulders before he can get away, locking my hands together behind his neck. "But-" he says before I plant my lips on his letting my tongue enter the reluctant mouth. /for someone who doesn't want to be kissed by a guy, he sure is getting into this./ I think to Draco after the boy wraps his arms around my waist. Someone, I think Goyle, has fallen over with laughter. I pull out of the kiss suddenly, arms still around his neck. "Are you sure you're not gay, or at least bi-sexual?" I question him.
"I'm..." He doesn't say anything else, shocked. He tries to pull away again and this time I let him, smiling.
"I think it's time to finish this. What do you say, lover?" I toss my head back and say to Draco. I can tell he agrees when I see the hint of a fang peaking from under his upper lip. "I guess that's a yes." I once again reach for Theodore, only for his hand this time. I pull the dazed, and not entirely reluctant, boy behind me; Draco trails behind us informing me on he thinks his taste will be. I also hear Draco comment on my ass, and to my embarrassment, he said this part aloud.
"Have fun!" I hear Crabbe's low voice shout behind us. They don't seem to be a bad sort, really, I wish I had gotten to know them, earlier.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Theodore asked after we had him isolated in an unused trailer in the back of the school, standing in between my lover and I. Draco had taken a seat on one of the desks. I laughed at watching him do something that reminded me of a normal teenager. Although Draco was near my age, he never actually seemed young...
Suddenly occurred to me, I had no idea how old Draco actually was, I just assumed he was my age. But it would make a hell of a lot of sense if he wasn't... I brought my mind back to what was happening now.
"Potter, answer me right now." I could taste fear along with arousal in the scents the boy was giving off.
The grin returns to my face. Ah, yes... our meal. "Thanks for reminding me, I let my mind wonder for a moment."
Theodore sputters for a moment. "Remind you? You let your mind wonder? I would say you went mad a long time ago, Potter."
"I would have to agree, actually." I walk forward and he found himself trapped between Draco and myself; my arms on either side of Draco's thighs, which had opened to allow for Theodore.
"Oh... what are you doing to me..." I hear Theodore moan when I lean my head down and kiss his neck; Draco does the same on the other side. I pulled away to watch in fascination as Draco ran his tongue up over the same spot. Not wanting to wait any longer, I feel it when my own teeth quickly unsheathe themselves, almost in a painful manner. I return to the tan feast in front of me and lower my head back down.
I'm the first to bite down. Theodore doesn't scream as Draco's mind clouds his. All the boy feels is pleasure, intensified after Draco takes his first bite. I hear another low noise and realize it's coming from me. It's sweet, as usual... maybe at some point he'll realize this isn't the first time we've done this to him... Maybe he'll realize what's going on... But not now.
Once Theodore passes out we release him. We don't want to kill him; not even hurt him. He's not a bad person; we just like to seduce him since he's fun to play with. /He never remembers a thing.../ I think as we lay him on the floor, covering him with the blanket's Draco and I left here for this purpose. After locking the trailer door behind us, so no one finds him until he decides to leave.
Actually, I have started to feel sorry for him... Maybe we should tell him what's going on at some point. It can't be good for him, mentally, to wake up in that dusty and dark trailer at least once a week, having no idea how he got there.
Draco and I have no luck when we go to Pansy's house, a large white house with a ton of land surrounding it. It appears to have been abandon for at least a few days. We sat on the steps for several moments, my head in Draco's lap, before he suddenly spoke. "You do know someone has been following us for at least an hour."
"What?" I jerked my head up slightly, confused. How could I not notice something like that...
Draco reaches down and threads his fingers through my hair and I lean into the hand. "Don't worry, Arris. You have been preoccupied, it's understandable. Besides I don't believe she wants to hurt us." He points and I look to a bush about thirty feet away from us. It's Ginny, Ron's sister.
"We see you, Ginny!" I yell out. Startled, she jumps up, before walking forward, looking nervous.
"Hi, Harry, Draco." She nods slightly, pale, and I can tell something's wrong.
"Ginny, are you ok?"
She's frozen for a moment, then shakes her head fiercely. "No, I wanted to talk to someone and you're Ron's best friend, so..."
I sat up and offered for her to sit beside him. "What happened?" he asked gently.
"They had a fight, Ron and mum... It was over Pansy, mum thinks she's only with Ron because of him being friends with you. He got so mad and stormed out of the house. I followed him here to see if he was alright. He told me didn't want anyone to know where he was; he made me promise!" I watched as tears began to fall out of her eyes. "So I never told... then I saw him outside the school arguing with professor Snape. I couldn't hear what they were talking about, but Ron was red in the face. I haven't seen him since then and if I had told mum where he was, then..." She trailed off, too choked up to speak. I put an arm around her, which she readily accepted.
"It's ok, Ginny. We will find him." I tried to reassure the girl.
/does Snape have something to do with this/ I think to myself. /And if he is involved, then what about Voldemort/