Chapter Ten: Attraction and Retraction
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter or anything in relation to the books. Hell I'm not even going to say the plot is mine! Just remember I'm a poor college student who lives of her parents and makes minimum wage at a low class job. I've got nothing you would want so don't sue!
Authors Note:
Wow this was slow in coming. Sorry about that… This is just a filler were getting into the fun stuff next. A confrontation with the weasel, plots of revenge, jealous 'girlfriends', and Blaise makes another appearance! Read and review. You guys have given me wonderful ideas and I guarantee you'll be seeing some of those come to life. BTW My Beta has run away… both of them. So if anyone wishes to beta send me an email of something. This chapter is one of the reasons I so desperately need one!
Swirl, sniff, and sip. Swirl, sniff, and sip. Swirl, sniff, and sip. Draco repeated the mantra in his head as he sipped the wine he'd found while exploring their new chambers. He'd started soon after Snape had left. Potter had jumped upon the book filled mantle, and had been absorbed in the text for several hours now. Once in a while the sub's shoulders would tense and that blasted ringing would resound in Draco's ears. Draco had to wonder if Potter had gotten to the part about reproduction… He snickered and then blanched. Children… with Potter? Draco took another sip of wine.
The ringing started up again, "Cut it out Potter." Harry's head snapped up from the book he was pursuing (Nightmares and their Origins by Picous Humfert). "… and while you're at it you might as well toss that book into the fire. There is nothing in that book but lies and wizarding perspective on how bad Nyalgi are," Draco sneered.
"Well, what do you suggest I do then? I've searched though practically all these books and all I've learned is that I can get pregnant, and be whored off!"
"I suggest Potter that you get over here now, before I lose my temper and force you and that snotty attitude you're holding." Harry glared, but obediently walked over to the dominant, who stood with his arms crossed. "So your appetite was not sated by our beloved professor and you want to learn more about our culture." It wasn't a question, but Harry nodded anyway. "Very well… turn around and kneel."
"What! I'm not going to kneel for you Malfoy and especially not with my back turned!"
"If you've forgotten you were doing just that when Snape was here; so I suggest you do as you're told. I told myself that I would try to control my anger Potter, but if you continue to act like a spoiled brat… I rip your throat out." Harry watched as the Slytherin slowly transformed into the Nyalger he was, and slowly he sank down to his knee s before him. "Now turn around…" Once properly positioned Draco sat back down and placed a clawed hand between the sub's shoulder blades and another on his sternum.
Pressing gently he asked, "Do you feel that?" Harry tried to figure out what he was talking about when; the hands seemed to click on a switch making his wings begin to retract. It wasn't painful, but it made his skin prickle until the hands removed themselves. Harry wasn't sure whether the prickling was from his wings or Draco though.
He looked behind him as the other Nyalger stood straight. He'd never noticed before how shiny and soft looking the others hair was, nor did he realize the stormy silver eyes. Draco Malfoy was attractive and as dense as he some times was, even Harry could tell that the bulge in his pants wasn't from the need to piss.
"If you're done lusting after me Potter, perhaps we could go to lunch?" He raised an eyebrow and Harry snapped his gaze to the surrounding walls, while scrambling to get off the floor and follow Draco. Once Draco was sure Harry was going to follow him he walked out the door. They traveled through several corridors some of which Harry was sure no student had been in for decades until finally stopping at the Doors of the Great Hall.
Harry made to open them but was stopped by a hand jerking him into a hidden alcove by his robes. Draco's face was inches from his and he breathed," Now listen Potter, when we go in here you're going to have to control that openly aggressive behavior of yours. You're to sit with me and make no stupid Gryffindor comments. You will be ridiculed, and harassed; there is however nothing you or I can do about it if we don't wish to be exposed. Do you understand?" He looked into the bright emerald eyes releasing his captive once he received a hesitant nod.
Draco made to go open the doors when Harry whispered, "…But Draco won't people be suspicious. Seeing us together, I mean?" The dominant had a stony face in place and looked on him with the ever present distain, much as he always had." It's been taken care of," and he opened the old doors.