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.
I'd like to thank Draeconin for being the beta for my story. I'm really grateful for your help.
Hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 23 - A Step Too Far
Tiger wandered through the corridors for a while after he'd left Remus. He was still a bit emotional after all he had learned about Sirius, his parents, and the other Marauders. He had laughed a lot about the pranks Sirius had described, but he also had shed more tears when Remus read about the death of James' father, and how devastated both James and Sirius had been, for Mr. Potter was more of a father to Sirius than his own had ever been.
Now the young Slytherin was on his way back to the castle from his stroll around the lake. When he entered the building, he bumped into a body. The two of them fell to the floor, groaning.
"Ow."
"Damn."
"Eloquent as always, Mr. Ryan."
"Professor Snape!" Tiger stared at his Head of House surprised.
"Congratulation, Mr. Ryan. You've won one whole evening of detention already. Now the additional question: What are you doing out of the castle after curfew? You've thirty seconds. Answer now."
'Had Snape just made a joke?' Tiger wondered.
"I'm waiting, Mr. Ryan."
'Think; think. Why are you out after curfew? Why not in the common room? Why not at the party? The party!' Tiger smiled innocently at Snape. "You know about the party in the common room?" The Potions Master just nodded and Tiger went on. "Well it was a bit too much, you know? All the music and the chattering… I've had a headache all day, and I just needed some fresh air before throwing myself at your cunning, sexy godson again. He's been yearning for it for weeks, now, and I think I have teased him more than enough lately." His smile transformed into a smirk as he saw Snape's face acquire a look of disgust.
"I'd appreciate it if you would stop talking about your little fantasies concerning my godson," he sneered at Tiger.
"Oh. I'm so sorry, sir. I didn't realise what this meant to you. But I thought you were happy in your relationship."
"What are you talking about, boy?"
"Well, the fact that you are jealous, of course." Tiger started to laugh as he saw Snape's face first fall in horror, and then a new height of anger became visible upon it.
"You little-" was all he could say before Tiger stepped up to him, gave him a quick kiss on the lips, and fled to the dungeons.
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When Tiger entered the Slytherin common room, he was greeted with a wall of noises. Firstly and most prominently was the music; loud music. If Tiger hadn't come in from the corridor, he'd have said that Dumbledore could hear the music up in his office.
Then there was the chatter of almost fifty students talking animatedly to each other.
Tiger looked around the room and noticed that the younger students had already gone to bed. Only fourth to seventh years were still there.
Tiger found Draco sitting in his armchair. He wanted to go over to him, but Blaise stopped him.
"There you are," he smiled, and gave him a bottle of firewhisky. "Let's drink to…" He held his own bottle in the air, thinking a moment. "To a new school year with a lot of fun, a lot of alcohol, and hopefully a lot of sex."
Laughing, Tiger clicked his bottled against Blaise'. "To a new year," he said, and took a sip of his drink.
"Where have you been all evening?" Blaise asked, after he had downed half of his firewhisky.
"I wandered around."
"For four hours?"
"Yes?" Tiger answered, unsure whether Blaise would believe him.
"You weren't with someone else, were you?" Blaise asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, sweetie." Tiger stroked Blaise's cheek teasingly. "I'm yours, and yours only."
Blaise looked at him, shocked, but then they both started to laugh when Tiger's innocent smile transformed into a mischievous smirk.
"So what did you do?" Blaise asked after he had recovered.
"I wandered around the lake."
"And?" the other boy prompted.
"Later, I met Professor Snape. We had a little chat." There was this mischievous glint in his eyes again, which made Blaise suspicious.
"What did you do to him?"
"Me?" Tiger asked, as though shocked.
"Don't play the innocent. I can see that you're up to something - or were, more likely. Spit it out."
"Okay, okay."
"Hello, Tiger; there you are." A figure threw its arms around Tiger's neck.
"Pansy." He shoved her off of himself, and held her an arm's length away. "You're looking… dazzling." Tiger said, for lack of a better word. The girl wore a yellow robe with blue or black seams. Tiger couldn't say which colour it was, because the robes really were dazzling.
"Do you think so?" she asked, and leant closer. Tiger could smell the alcohol she had, undoubtedly, drank en masse. "Do you want to know what I'm wearing underneath?" she tried to whisper, but from Blaise' look, Tiger knew that he had heard it, too.
"Thanks, but no thanks, Pansy. Why don't you ask someone else?" He shoved her lightly in another direction. She turned back around and attempted to throw herself at Blaise, but the boy held his hand up defensively.
"No way: take someone who won't want to kill himself when he wakes up next to you tomorrow morning."
"Bastard." She tried to slap him, but missed, and stumbled. Tiger caught her and turned her in yet another direction, and gave her another shove.
"God. Is she always like that?" Tiger asked, disgusted.
"Always. But there are some boys who don't mind."
"Let me guess; Crabbe and Goyle?"
"How did you know?"
They laughed when they saw both Crabbe and Goyle approach Pansy, but the girl turned at the last moment, stumbled, and fell in the lap of one Draco Malfoy.
"Poor boy." Tiger smiled, and turned back to Blaise.
"Talking about poor boys; what did you do to Snape?"
"You won't stop 'til I tell you?"
"No chance." Blaise laughed, and took another sip of his firewhisky.
So Tiger told him about his little run-in with Snape, their conversation, and Tiger's provocation.
"Oh, boy. One day he will kill you."
"He enjoys my company too much." Tiger smiled, and took another sip of his drink.
He turned back to Draco and watched as the blond was still trying to push Pansy off of himself. "Do you think I should go over there and help him?" He asked his companion, but didn't really sound as if he was about to go anytime soon.
"No, he's a big boy. He can help himself," Blaise said a bit too fast - as if he wanted to prevent Tiger from going over there.
"A big boy, eh?" Tiger joked. "How do you know?" Laughing, he emptied his bottle.
"I… We… eh." Blaise stuttered, causing Tiger to spit his drink on the floor.
"You two? You two were together?" he asked, shocked and a bit hurt.
"We never really were together. We just… fooled around."
"Fooled around? Then you never slept together?" Tiger sounded relieved, but when Blaise didn't answer he became unsure again. "Tell me you didn't." He pleaded but knew he wouldn't get the answer he craved.
"It was only once," Blaise said apologetically.
"You don't have to sound so sorry," Tiger said slowly. "It's not as if he'd cheated on me or anything. I have no right to be angry or jealous. After all, even now we aren't really together, so I have no say in his choice of partner."
"And you wouldn't be mad if he fooled around with someone else?" Blaise asked pointedly, looking past Tiger.
When Tiger noticed the other boy looking past him, he followed his gaze and stopped dead.
Obviously Draco had stopped trying to get Pansy off of himself. Or that's what Tiger assumed was the reason their faces were glued together at the lips. Pansy had her arms wrapped around Draco's neck, pulling him as close as possible to her. Draco's hands lay on her shoulders and he had his eyes closed.
The time seemed to stand still. Tiger stood there, gazing at the two as if in trance. He felt angry: really, really angry.
Draco's eyes opened suddenly and immediately locked with Tiger's. The 'deer caught in the headlights' look on Draco's face snapped Tiger out of his stare. He turned away from Draco and looked at Blaise.
"I think I'll go to bed. It's been a long day. Good night."
"Good night, Tiger." Blaise watched the black haired boy retreat to their dorm, and then turned back to Draco - just in time to se a struggling Pansy fall to the floor.
"You little bitch. How dare you? I told you never to do that in front of anyone else. I would kill you if I had time for it now." Draco stood up and glared down at her with the most frightening stare Blaise had ever seen.
Pansy cowered back, not daring to say anything to the fuming blond.
Draco looked up and met Blaise' gaze. "Why?" The dark haired boy mouthed. Draco made a gesture at his neck which obviously told Blaise what he needed to know. "Fuck." He murmured. He saw Draco struggling with himself, looking in turn at Pansy and the corridor to the dorms. Blaise caught Draco's pleading eyes, and mouthed "Go."
'I will give her a little distraction - or two' he added to himself, with a quick look at Crabbe and Goyle.
The blond boy gave him a thankful smile, and left to go after Tiger.
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Tiger was already in bed when he heard the other boy enter the room. When Draco slipped through the curtains and lay down on the bed, the black haired boy spoke a quick silencing charm before he pounced on Draco. He straddled the blond, pinning his hands above his head, and attacked his lips with his own, terminating every last flavour left from Pansy. He was angry, and he wanted to know whether that was still what Draco wanted, or if the other boy preferred the little bitch now. Ravishing his mouth thoroughly, he ground his hips into the other boy's, rubbing himself against Draco. When he had to breathe, Tiger pulled away, just to attack the blond's neck; kissing, licking, and nibbling every spot he could reach.
"Tiger!" Draco moaned, lunging up against the other boy. "God. Please don't stop. Just never stop."
"Believe me; you'll beg me to never touch you again, before I'm through with you," Tiger whispered in his ear while nibbling at his earlobe. Draco struggled against Tiger's hand, but the other boy strengthened his grip.
"Please; I want to touch you," Draco pleaded, but stopped struggling when Tiger kissed him again.
"Not today," Tiger breathed against his lips. "I want you just lay here and enjoy this." He took both of Draco's hands in one of his, and let the other wander down the blond's torso. His hands slipped under Draco's pyjama shirt and stroked the blonde's stomach up until he reached one nipple. A moan from Draco indicated to Tiger that what he did was good. "I take it you like that?" He asked while pinching Draco's other nipple causing the boy to moan once again and buck his hips up against Tiger's.
"Please." Draco started to struggle again against Tiger's grip and now the raven haired boy released his grip. Momentarily Draco's hand flew up to Tiger back, stroking him up and down under his pyjama shirt.
Tiger let his second hand wander down to the waistband of Draco's pants and caressed the skin just above the pyjama bottoms. He felt Draco shiver under him and he smiled against the blonde's mouth.
"Tell me what you want me to do," Tiger whispered, while nibbling at the blond's lower lip.
"I want you…" Draco stopped a moment when Tiger ground himself against his groin. "I want you to touch me."
"You want me to touch you?" Tiger asked, smirking against Draco's lips. "Here?" He pinched a nipple, and the blond's hips arched up. "Or here?" He stroked around the pj's waistband and grabbed Draco's buttocks, bringing Draco's groin up against his own.
"Tease," Draco hissed, as Tiger massaged his bottom.
"Admit it; you like it," Tiger purred, while his hands wandered around Draco's hips to stroke his upper and inner thigh, intentionally missing Draco's erection.
"God, yes. Like that. Love it. Please, just don't stop." Draco screamed when Tiger's hand accidentally bumped against his throbbing member.
Tiger, who himself was already 'way too involved to stop now, showed some consideration for Draco, and touched his erection, but at first only with his fingertips, stroking up and down, while nibbling and kissing his way from Draco's lips to his ear.
"Do you know how sexy you look when you're about to climax?" Draco just groaned in response.
Nibbling at Draco's earlobe, Tiger grabbed the blond's member and began to stroke him in earnest. He bucked his hips in rhythm with his strokes while his lips found Draco's mouth again. Increasing his pace slowly, Tiger lost himself in Draco's mouth. They had their arms around each other, pressing their chests together. Moaning into each other's mouth, the two of them felt their climaxes rising. With one last stroke, Tiger ground his groin into Draco's, and they came at the same time, catching each other's moans in a last, passionate kiss.
When they came down from their climaxes, they looked in each other's eyes. For a moment they just smiled at each other, then, all of a sudden, Tiger's eyes widened in shock. However, he rolled off of the blond before he could notice anything was wrong. Lying on his back, Tiger stared at the ceiling; and then he felt Draco shift beside him, and cradle himself close to him. Absentmindedly, Tiger raised his hand, and stroked through the blond's hair.
"Tiger?"
"Mm?"
"I think I'm falling for you." The hand in the blond's hair stopped abruptly. "Tiger?" Draco raised himself up on his elbow, and looked down at the black haired boy who was lying there with closed eyes, obviously asleep. Smiling, Draco pecked him on the cheek, and rested his head back down on Tiger's chest, falling asleep immediately.
Tiger lay awake long after Draco had fallen asleep, the blond's last words still running through his head.
'I think I'm falling for you'.
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When Draco woke up the next morning, he was alone in bed. For the first time since he shared his bed with Tiger, the dark haired boy was up before him.
Shrugging to himself, Draco crawled out of bed and pulled the curtains open. He was surprised when he found Tiger lying curled up on his own bed sleeping soundly, but already fully clothed
Silently he approached the bed and sat down beside Tiger. Stroking through the boy's hair he leant down and placed a kiss on Tiger's lips.
Tiger stirred, and slowly opened his eyes.
"Morning." Draco smiled down at him.
"Mm?" Sleepily Tiger sat up. "Why are you up already? You're never awake before me. I haven't even cuddled myself up against you."
"I knew you did that on purpose," Draco said, more to himself than to Tiger. Then he addressed Tiger again. "You weren't in my bed when I woke up."
"Oh." Tiger crawled away from Draco, up against the headboard, when he remembered what had happened last night. 'I think I'm falling for you' "I- I woke up and couldn't sleep anymore. I didn't want to wake you so I went over here. I must have fallen asleep after all." Tiger smiled at Draco, but didn't meet his eyes. He crawled out of bed, reached his hand down to Draco, and helped him up, too.
"I think you're in need of a shower," Tiger smiled at him, catching a strand of blond hair and putting it behind Draco's ear. "You're all sticky, and you stink."
"I don't," Draco protested. Then he smiled and grabbed Tiger's hand. "I think you have the same needs I do."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I already showered when I couldn't sleep."
"Spoilsport," Draco said with a pout, before Tiger shoved him towards the bathroom.
When the blond had closed the door behind him, Tiger plumped back down on the bed and buried his head in his pillow.
"Don't choke yourself; you're too beautiful to die." Startled, Tiger turned around to be faced with a smiling Blaise.
"Morning," he mumbled, before he struggled up into a sitting position.
"What happened?" Blaise sat down beside him.
"I think I've gone too far."
"What do you mean? Did you two-"
"No!" Tiger exclaimed, before Blaise could finish his question.
"So you didn't, but something happened that you didn't want to happen."
"Yes. No."
"What is it, yes or no?" Blaise smiled at him.
"I wanted it, but not for the same reason as Draco."
"So you don't love him?"
"He told you?" Tiger asked shocked.
"He didn't have to. He's been my best friend since we were young. I know how to read him. He is head over heals for you."
"Oh, god." Tiger buried his head in his hands. "And I thought he was just fooling around."
"And I thought you weren't." Blaise watched him questioningly. "I mean - what you did to me the other morning wasn't a good example for showing the seriousness of your relationship, but after yesterday, I thought you cared for Draco."
"It's not that I don't care for him, but… I don't know. I don't know what I feel."
"What you feel about whom?" a voice asked from the bathroom door.
"Draco?" Tiger jumped up and turned around.
"What do you feel about me?" Draco asked, smirking.
Tiger panicked inwardly, but didn't show it. He smirked himself, and walked up to Draco.
"I've already felt a lot of you, and all I can say about that is," he paused and leant closer to whisper in Draco's ear, "I intend to feel a lot more, still." He stepped aside and walked out of the room, leaving a shivering Draco behind.
When he closed the door behind him, Tiger slumped down against the wall, burying his head in his hands once again.
"Oh, god: I'm doomed. How am I supposed to continue our little game now?" he thought miserably.
He sat there until Blaise and Draco left the dormitory and went down the corridor to the common room, without noticing him sitting on the floor. Tiger was about to stand up to go get his books, when the door to their dorm opened again, and Theodore Nott stepped out of the room. Tiger pressed himself against the wall so that Nott wouldn't notice him. Ever since their argument about the attack on Seamus Finnigan in their first Potion class Tiger was wary of Nott and tried to avoid him as much as possible.
"Very interesting," Nott said to himself. "I'm sure that's something I can use against those little queers. Or I could tell my dad, so that he could…"
Tiger was fuming. He wanted to grab his wand and hex Nott, but at that moment the door to his left opened, and some third years entered the corridor.
"Hello, Tiger," one of them said, catching Theodore's attention.
Nott turned around and smirked at Tiger.
"Hello, Tiger. Did you have a good night's rest? Sweet dreams?"
Tiger just glared at him, then went back into the sixth year's dormitory, slamming the door behind him. He was fuming. He remembered Lucius' words about Nott.
'Be careful around him.'
'Oh, how I'd like to…' He punched his fist angrily against the wall, grimacing at the resulting pain.
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A/N – That's it for now. What do you think?