Tiger & Dragon
By loverstouch
Disclaimer: All the characters belong to J.K Rowling. The story is based on Rowling's work, but the plot of 'Tiger & Dragon' comes from my own sick brain.
Summary: In the summer after his fifth year Harry is taken from the Dursleys to live with the Malfoys. The next day the Daily Prophet's headline read 'Boy Who Lived Died In Death Eater Attack' …
Rating: R
This is my first "Slash" fanfiction and the first fic I have published at all, so please go easy on me.
The story begins in the summer after Harry's fifth year, which means yes; it is post OoTP, but has nothing to do with HBP.
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I'd like to thank Draeconin for being the beta for my story. I'm really grateful for your help.
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Hope you enjoy it!
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Chapter 10 - Heart to Heart conversation
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The next few days following Draco and Tiger's birthday had been uneventful. Draco had spent most of the time with his mother and Severus, while Tiger and the twins had discovered a lot of the hidden passages of Malfoy Manor.
Alvin Malfoy had decided to stay a bit longer with his brother, so Castor and Pollox would be there as well. Normally the twins would play one prank after another when they were unsupervised by their father, but with Tiger they had so much fun exploring the mansion and planning pranks for when school started, that they hadn't time to actually put any into action yet.
As for the relationship between Tiger and Draco - well, there was none. At least none that deserved to be called a relationship. They hadn't seen much of each other when there was no one else around.
The morning after their birthday, Draco had gone to Tiger's room to find it empty. He searched for him for awhile, finally finding him in the library behind a huge pile of books. At first Tiger didn't notice him. Not until Draco spoke, did he realise that he wasn't alone anymore.
"What are you reading?" he had asked.
"Potions," Tiger had answered, without looking up. "I'm searching for the Marrocaro Potion."
"Why are you doing that? Why did you even have to mention it yesterday? Don't you think Sev will get suspicious?"
"I don't think so. I think he will be delighted that I know about it. You remember how we talked about Polyjuice Potion."
"Of course I do. What about it?"
"I actually enjoyed talking about it with Snape, and I don't think it is too bad to know about Potions. That's why I plan to reread the first five Potions books and some others, while we're here and at Malfoy Castle. I've already discovered a way to change your voice as well, when you are transformed, but it is hard to do. That's why most of the time people only change the outward appearance, and not the voice."
"What is it that changes the voice?" Draco's curiosity had gotten the best of him. And so he had forgotten all about his former plans to ask Tiger if he wanted to try their new brooms, and listened to the details of the potion.
But they had been interrupted after just a few minutes, when Narcissa and Severus entered the library. Upon hearing Tiger and Draco talking, Severus wanted to join them, but Narcissa reminded him that they were just there to pick Draco up. So the three of them left shortly after the adults' arrival, and that was the last time the two teenagers had seen each other, except for meals, where they sat at different ends of the table, because Tiger had decided to join the twins.
It wasn't that Tiger was angry with Draco for abandoning him. No. Draco being busy meant he could stay at the library as long as he wanted, or wander around with the twins if he felt like it.
What made him a bit uncomfortable was the fact that Narcissa seemed to be trying to keep Draco away from him. That day in the library, she had given Tiger a cold glare when she noticed how close her son had been standing to Tiger. Ever since then she involved Draco in a conversation when the blond was about to talk to Tiger, or when she noticed Draco looking at him longingly when Tiger was oblivious, seducing him by eating his dessert just the way he did.
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The evening after everybody had left, and Draco and Tiger returned to Malfoy Castle (Lucius had to attend a Death Eater meeting, so he stayed at the Manor for the night), Draco tried to talk to Tiger, but the raven-haired boy instantly went to his room. Draco followed him, and found Tiger sitting on his bed. He ignored Draco when the boy came nearer; instead, he played with Spike, Draco's kitten. The blond had named the kitten Spike because Tiger and Emerald were already taken.
"Oh, come on, Tiger. Would you please talk to me?" Draco stopped in front of the bed and stared down at Tiger, but there was no reaction. "I know I haven't paid you much attention the last few days, but I told you that I don't see my mother that often. You can't be mad at me for spending time with my mum and godfather," Draco almost shouted, in disappointment.
"I'm not angry with you," Tiger muttered in a low voice.
"Then what gives you the right to act like this?" Draco's frustration rose with every passing second. What had he done to deserve such a cold shoulder? "If you aren't angry with me for abandoning you, why don't you tell me what's wrong with you? It didn't seem to be such a problem for you when it was the other way around, when you left me hanging on more than one occasion." Draco paced up and down in front of the bed, trying to keep calm, but his temper let him down, and he started shouting again.
"I don't get you, Tiger. One moment you are a total bastard, and the next you seem to break with one single word. What is going on with you?"
"I'm jealous, okay?" Tiger shouted back, jumping up from the bed and staring angrily at Draco.
"What?" Draco asked in disbelief. His anger disappeared with Tiger's outburst.
"Isn't it hilarious? Harry bloody Potter is jealous of his archenemy, Draco Malfoy. Oh, wait; I forgot. It isn't Harry Potter anymore, but Tiger fucking Ryan. And that is exactly why I am jealous. Because once again I lost my family, and am left alone." By now it was Tiger's time to pace around. He stopped, and turned to face Draco. The blond was shocked to see tears in the other boy's eyes, but he kept quiet. Tiger took one deep breath to calm himself down before he spoke again.
"Don't get me wrong," he said in a pleading tone. "Seeing you with your mother makes me smile because I'm happy to see that, despite every rumour about your family, you are loved by them dearly. But it gave me a heartache when I saw the cold look your mother gave me. It was then that I realised I've lost my family for the second time in my life, and it doesn't seem that I will be welcomed into yours any time soon." With every word spoken, his voice got quieter, and at the end he even turned his back to Draco, and was now staring out of the window. Silence fell upon them, only interrupted by low sobs coming from Tiger, his tears running freely down his cheeks now.
Slowly Draco walked over to him, but before he could reach him, Tiger spoke again.
"I lost my mother when I was a baby. I never had a chance to get to know her. My aunt wasn't exactly fond of me, so I couldn't see her as a mother. But when I met Mrs. Weasley, I realized what it was like to have a mother. She had always been there for me, and now I've lost her, and in losing her, I have lost her whole family. I lost Ron and Hermione, who were like a brother and sister to me, and I loved them just like that. We will never be as close as they were with Harry." Tiger turned around to face Draco, tears streaming down his face. "It hurts, Draco."
Draco took the last step forward, and wrapped his arms around Tiger. "Shh!" Draco stroked Tiger's hair soothingly, and whispered softly in his ear. "I'm sorry. I didn't know how close you really were to all of them." He led Tiger to the bed, and sat down with Tiger in his lap and his head buried in the crook of his neck. "I wish there had been another way to protect you, but there wasn't. I'm sorry."
"No, you're not." Came a whisper from the crook of Draco's neck.
Draco carefully pulled away from Tiger and held him at arms-length to look into his mysteriously shining eyes.
"You're not," Tiger repeated. He stood up from Draco's lap and sat down in the middle of the bed while Draco settled down at the head of it, facing Tiger. "And we both know it. I wouldn't be here if there had been any other way, and you know that."
"You're right." Draco smiled slightly. "I'm glad that you're here and not with the Weasleys or Grangers. But still, I'm sorry that you have to suffer like this. Come here." Draco patted the spot next to him on the bed, but instead of sitting down next to him, Tiger lay down and rested his head in Draco's lap.
Instantly Draco had to take a deep breath because of the pressure on his cock, and the way Tiger was laying on him - face buried in his crotch. 'Whoever invented these thin trousers doesn't know what one has to suffer because of Tiger,' Draco thought, with a grimace.
"Tiger," he said carefully, stroking Tiger's hair.
"Hm?" Tiger hummed in Draco's groin.
'Oh, god. Why do you hate me so much?' Draco closed his eyes, and laid his head against the headboard. There was a moment of silence, then Draco felt Tiger shift. When he opened his eyes and looked down, he found Tiger looking at him, appearing totally unaware of what he had done. He smiled innocently at Draco, waiting for him to speak.
"You okay?" Draco asked, still stroking Tiger's head. His hand wandered to Tiger's face and caressed his cheek softly.
"I think so." Tiger laid into the caress. "Just a bit tired." He lay back down in Draco's lap and wrapped his arms around Draco. "Stay here?" he muttered against the blonde's cock, causing him to moan slightly.
"D-don't…" Draco hissed as he felt Tiger's hands wandering from his back to his bottom. "Stop."
Tiger pulled his hands away from Draco and sat up, looking at the blond a bit hurt. "Sorry," he pouted, heartbroken. He turned his back to Draco, trying to stand up, but Draco gripped his hand to stop him.
"No. I meant 'don't stop'." Draco caressed his hand, waiting for him to turn around. "Tiger, please."
Smirking to himself, Tiger tried not to show his feelings when he turned around and smiled shyly at Draco.
"You're sweet." He gave him a quick peck on the cheek, and then lay down in Draco's lap. "Sleep well, my Dragon," he murmured in Draco's groin, before he wrapped his arms around him tightly.
"Tiger," Draco moaned loudly, when he felt the pressure on his cock. "Don't start anything which you don't intend to finish." He bit his lip when he felt his cock react to Tiger's torture. He buried his hand in Tiger's hair, fondling his neck softly. Tiger cuddled even closer to Draco, bringing shivers to the blond. "Tiger? Still awake?" No answer. "Tiger?" He didn't need to look down, to know the other boy was asleep. He felt Tiger's even breath through the thin cotton of his pants. Once again, he wished the inventor of those trousers to hell. He sighed in frustration. He knew he wouldn't get much sleep this night, not with this gorgeous boy in his lap and a hard on in his pants.
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A/N – That's it for now. What do you think?