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Chapter 8- Sexual Deviant's and Matchmaking Bumblebees

Sheka's thoughts were slow and sluggish when he finally allowed the melody of the morning lark to arouse him from his slumber, his golden eyes animating with renewed consciousness. Beside him, with his arm bend under head as a makeshift pillow, a soft blush over his cheeks, and spots of sunlight shifting with the breeze over his petite form was Harry; aglow with the aftermath of their night together.

The serpent sighed with content, his breath making the soft, feathery strands of ebony flutter over his Carus' eyes, exposing long and slightly feminine eyelashes that seemed to flutter on their own.

He had never quite been given opportunity to look this closely before, but now that he had taken the time, he could see every last detail that was harry, from the hint of orient in the shape of his eyes to the soft, almost flawless skin of his legs. He was the image of perfection in those Slytherin eyes; none could compare, nor come relatively close to his personal slice of Eden.

He reached over Harry's shoulder with his tail, just barely brushing it over his cheek in order to stir him from his slumber. Nothing, not even a twitch. His Carus was out like a light. Slit eyes twinkled endearingly, and Sheka slithered over to the stream that had been their clean up before falling asleep and dipped his head into it, filling his mouth with the freezing cold water and made his way back to harry, an evil glimmer behind his eyes as he reared up and spat it out over harry's form.

harry was instantly on his feet (::shit thats cold!::); his soaked mop of hair covered his eyes, his lip protruding in a pout when Sheka's booming laughter shook through the trees

::Calm down Carus.:: he pulled harry against him with his tail and soft velvet connected with smooth scales.

::Mnnn that wasn't nice, Sheka.:: harry said nuzzling his cheek against his mates cheek.

::But I more than made up for it, right?:: Harry hummed out in soft laughter before pushing sheka's head backward when he felt the snake relax, propelling him into the water.

::Heehee, i'd say its even.:: harry stepped into the pool of water and waded over to sheka, climbing up his torso and wrapped his arms around shekas neck, nuzzling under his chin before kissing his nose.::Nnn I love you so much.::

::I love u too, Carus.:: he whispered back, ::More than words can say.:: harry lifted his head up and smiled, gazing directly into sheka's eyes. In the name of all that is magical there was nothing more beautiful to him than those gorgeous green eyes.

::Shouldn't we get back to the Castle?:: harry asked snuggling into him. ::We have classes; and Anwen will want to see my "progress".:: sheka rolled his eyes and lifted them both from the pond as harry climbed onto the back of his neck, nuzzling him inscessently.

::Heh, if I didn't know better, I would think you wanted me to impregnante you on our first time.::

::Not on your life.:: harry smacked him playfully. ::I am not ready to be a mommy or a daddy or whatever the hell they call a male childbirth...person.:: he finished lamely, not knowing quite how to phrase it.

::What makes you say that?:: Sheka inquired as he began towards Hogwarts. ::I think you'd be a wonderful father.::

::I dunno...::harry draped his arms over the giant snakes head and sighed.::I suppose I just don't want to have to worry about having babies before voldemort is gone...i'm terrified that if I have them now, one of us may not be there...maybe even both...:: Harry was stunned to find himself tearing up at the thought of their snaklings growing up without parents...like his Amente had, and unconsciously his arms tightened around shekas neck, tears threatening to spill.

::Not to worry Carus.:: he reared up gently, sliding harry down his back as he curled around to rub harries cheek with his own. Harry only sniffed, throwing his arms around sheka. ::Shhhh dont cry Harry, love...our children will be fine.::

::H-how d-do you kn-now?:: harry wept irrationally. ::What if-::

::shh harry please...please don't become so upset...we haven't even had them yet:: Harry nodded and rubbed his eyes, assisted by sheka's tongue, which licked up a stray tear. Harry choked out a giggle.

::Heh dont.:: he smiled softly. ::That tickles.::

::oh really?::

::Heehee. Yes, r- ...sheka?:: said basilisk smirked, and closed in.

::Niuuuuuuuu!::

"Do mine eyes deceive me?" Baize was all smiles when the Slytherin king walked into his dorm bedroom, shirtless, ruffled and looking as if he had just spent the night rolling in the grass by the stained state of his pants. Draco and Vincent both popped their heads out from their emerald bed curtains curiously, though Malfoy's expression was one of tired boredom. Sheka smirked and strutted in, head held even higher, showing off the hickies he was sporting under his jawline and chest as if they were badges.

"Potty finally put out, eh Rodrego?" flint snickered stepping out of the bathroom. Sheka nodded and stripped down to his boxers, tossing his ruined pants into the small fireplace.

"Well?" Crabbe sat up and leaned on his hand. "How'd he taste?"

"That my friend, is none of your business." Sheka sneered as he conjured one of his day shirts.

"You cant possibly be holding out on us!" Blaze half exclaimed in mock disbelief. "I as your surrogate brother have a right to know what evil things that horrid Gryffindor boy has done to you!"

"Give it a rest Blaze." Malfoy chastised, internally smirking. "If Slang didn't take the time to make up a story to go with his ruse then that is his fault entirely."

"On the contrary, Malfoy," the serpent gave him a sideways glance, lifting a superior eyebrow. "You boast of you're midnight excursions quite often, yet I have never seen evidence."

"I have the decency to clean up." Malfoy defended coolly.

"You miss understand, my friend." was the reply. "I have never seen hide nor hair of any homosexual relations in your life. So I simply cannot believe you."

"oooohhh." Crabbe said juveniley.

"You going to take that, Malfoy?" flint laughed, making said blonds face go rigid and menacing.

"I told you I am not gay! How is that so hard to fathom?" Draco crossed his arms frustratedly.

"Pansy does not count as a woman, Draco." Sheka threw out knowingly. "She may have womanly parts but its the tent in her skirt that counts." Draco paled.

"Well i-"

"Just stop while you are ahead, Draco."said Balize. "Slang come on!" the quarter veela sat down and attempted to hide his glowering pout.

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"I said N-"

"Don't try to get out of it Slang, you know you want to." he earned himself yet another smirk from his "big bro".

"...this doesn't get out?"

"Not to a soul." Flint assured. Sheka appeared to think for several moments, before looking back at them with a feral grin.

"Well first-"

"Harry this is just...wow." Hermione smiled and hugged him. "You and Slang finally took it to the next level?" Harry blushed and looked to the side, Ron, and Neville just grinned like idiots.

"Well...actually...we kind of...well. Remember how Anwen was hinting about some big plan she was putting together?"

"The one where she looked as if she wanted to scream out to the world?" Ron asked.

"Yes, well." harry's face burned with embarrassment and told them what had happened. Including Remus' involvement.

"No!" Hermione had interjected when he told her of his brutality. "How could he have- no!"

"Its true Hermione." harry said, face downcast. "You should have heard some of the things he said during their fight...I can't even repeat them. They were so horrid."

"Harry! How could you think Remus would be that way?" she argued. "It must have been so-"

"do you think an entire congregation of magical creatures could slip up like that, Mione?" harry threw back. "Think about it." the girl glared at him, still refusing to believe him.

"How could you not trust harry?" Ron asked, sending a glare towards his ex girlfriend. "You know how possessive and violent he gets sometimes. He's a werewolf after all."

"That's the most stereotypical thing I've ever-"

"Mione stop." Neville said firmly. "It may not make them particularity dangerous unless they chose to be, but its not like Remus' never acted all wolfy before. Look at your third year, or the Ministry incident two years ago."

"But that's no reason to-"

"Mione SHUT UP!" Ron shouted angrily, seeing Harry's distressed face. How could she not see her defence of Remus was upsetting him? She was usually so sensitive! What was up?

Hermione froze, astounded, and saw Ron jerk his head over to her friend, who was holding his knees to his chest and staring at the floor emptily. Her heart practically broke.

"Harry I'm...I'm so sorry..." she said, barely above a whisper. "I'm just...I..."

"Its alright, Mione." harry muttered. "You weren't ther-"

"No, that...there is no excuse for acting like that. I trust you...its just hard to believe is all." harry nodded, and there were several long minutes of silence before Neville decided to lighten the mood.

"So how are you going to break this to the School harry?" he asked with a grin. "All the fangirls will be in tears when they hear that your married now." Harry's face brightened considerably.

"Heh. Only you guys know the real story...everyone but the Slytherins will think it was just a night of fluffiness."

"Everyone but the Slytherins?" Nev asked.

"Well you don't expect the slimy bastards to be satisfied with anything less than a scandal do you?" Ron snickered.

"Hey my hubby is the slimiest of those 'bastards' Ronald." Harry poked him, hard.

"But he's right you know." Hermione said. "I hate to admit my own stereotypical opinion but do you think they'll settle for a sappy love story from their 'leader'?" harry only smirked.

"We kind of figured that." he said as he flopped down on the bed. "So he's just telling them the whole truth...concerning the sex."

"Why the truth?" Ron asked. "They wouldn't be interested in a night of soft lovemaking, harry." he was surprised to see harry lift a mischievous eyebrow.

"My dear Ronald, who said anything about soft?"

"Damn!" flint exclaimed when Sheka had finished telling his tale. "You make him sound like a complete freak between the sheets!"

"Or a cock whore." Malfoy hissed in disgust. "Though it doesn't surprise me that Potter would be such a bloody cum dump."

"Hey!" yellow eyes glared in real anger. "That's my boyfriend you're talking about, Tranny-boy!"

"I call them like I see them." Malfoy said, unaffected. Sheka's eye twitched, but he kept his face collected and neutral, keeping to the image he had set.

"It takes one to know one, my dear Draco." and he slinked out of the room.

"...Bastard."

Dumbledor frowned as he peered over his steepled fingers at nothing in particular. His eyes, famous for their gentile grandfatherly twinkle were, at the moment, hard, harsh and cold. Before returning to his dorm three mornings ago, the newlyweds had paid him a visit, Harry asking if Remus had recovered, Sheka looking as if he hoped he had died.

He had been, for one, astounded when he had discovered the reason behind the man's extensive injuries. Remus had fooled him quite well, into thinking that he thought of harry as the son he openly treated him as. Everything he had done, from the hugging, to the private coaching, to the affectionate glances here and there; it had all been for reasons of an entirely different nature.

Fawks had informed him shortly before their arrival. But seeing Harry's face when he told him of the man being transferred to St. Mungo's had him wishing to apparate over and finish his old student off himself. Harry...he was such a loving, kind, forgiving soul. To think he still cared for Remus after finding out...it angered him; but at the same time, amazed him.

Love may not be the real "power the dark lord knows not", but by Morgana Le Fey it was the biggest contributing factor harry had. Everyone he met who did not openly accept Voldemort as their lord was drawn in like bees to honey. His sweet, but fiery nature, his kindness, his- Albus chuckled- hero complex; all of it made him simply impossible to dislike. Even Severus, who had despised him with every fiber of his being at first, now only kept up his sneering faces and sharp words for his own image. But Albus did not miss the hint of a twinkle, not much unlike his own, when Severus watched harry interact throughout the school. Even his bitter cousin, Dudley had come around.

That was his real power; his ability to rope in almost anyone into his circle of friends and family. His ways of persuasion through the passion and zeal that he always put forth for the protection of his precious people? Voldemort couldn't compare. He had only his methods of intimidation, but even that could not hold support forever. Soon his followers would tire of the torture and constant fear, and their want for freedom would tower over it, bringing them into the light, or at least the grey.

But now...now Dumbledor had to put his foot down. He could not allow Lupin to destroy the child from the inside out with his sick obsession for reliving his past. At least Sirius had at times, admitted to thinking of harry as his old friend. Perhaps it was not open or blunt; but when push came to shove he would say it in his own way.

Remus however...what he was doing was purely disgusting. For one, he was Harry's only father figure. He had made himself that on purpose. How did he think the boy would have reacted had he found out.? Or worse, if Sheka had lost the battle. Not only would he be bound by the laws of magic to endure a forced marriage,harry would have hated him for taking the person he loved most away, and even more so for the fat he had attempted to take his place. Not to mention such a union would be rape in his mind. The magical community would not have considered it so...but that was irrelevant to what harry would have felt. It would have broken him.

Thankfully this was not the case. But the intentions had been enough. He as a human, thus having no rights to legally intervene; could not keep him away from harry. Not even Fawks, who was the Head of the Councilli de Creaturei could do that. But he could...arrange something.

Seeing Severus interact with Remus had definitely given him ideas. Lupin only thought of the man as a friend, that much was evident. But even a close friend did not refuse sleep in order to be at his companions side for three days until said man awoke from a magically induced healing coma.

Ron and Neville had not been too hard to put together with the help of his favourite bushy haired student. These two would pose as a much more challenging couple...and for this he would need the help of a certain motherly redhead.

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"In the name of Salazar," Draco was sitting in his bed, knees up to his chest, hands grasping fist fulls of his hair as his bloodshot, teary eyes stared at absolutely nothing in particular. " make it STOP!"

What could cause our favorite little snarky Snape junior to become so traumatised? Could it be a hair product malfunction? Could he have finally snapped under the pressure of being so perfectly beautiful?

"AHH AHH OH GODS YES! OH SLANG! HIT ME HARDER! FUCK YES,YES,YES! OOOHHHH!"

"YEAH YOU LIKE THAT DONT YOU BITCH? YOU LIKE IT IN THE ASS DONT YA'?"

"YES! OH SLANG YOU FUCK ME SO GOOOD!"

"SCREAM FOR MY YOU DAMN SLUT!"

"AHH SLANG PLEASE! PLEASE OH MERLIN HARDER! HARDER! HARDER PLEASE!"

"HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT MY COCK, HARRY? HOW MUCH?"

"SO MUCH! SO SO MUCH! OH GODS! FUCK THIS LITTLE WHORE UNTILL HE CANT TAKE ANYMORE OF YOUR CUM!"

"OH GODS! SAY IT AGAIN HARRY! TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE!"

"AHHHH AHH YOUR WHORE SHEKA! IM YOUR LITTLE COCK WHORE!"

The entire Slytherin dormitory echoed with the screams of the two overzealous lovers as they continued on like they had done for the past several hours. If their cries and roars of ecstasy wasn't enough to convince how much of a slut the golden boy was for their leader's cock, the vibrating floor of the common room as the two went at it below definitely did.

And it was driving Malfoy to the brink of insanity. Unlike the rest of his house, who had left within minutes of Rodrego pulling a blushing, seemingly innocent harry into his bedroom; Draco had refused to be driven out and had stubbornly stuck into his favorite leather seat, enduring. But no more!

With heavily stomping feet, Draco gathered every ounce of courage that he had and made his way down the steps in order to end this madness and finally have some peace and quiet.

::mnn sheka, I love u so much.:: harry hissed softly into the ear of his lover, having cast a silence spell around them long ago. Two bodies one human, one serpentine were tangled in each other as they basked in their orgasmic afterglow.

::I love u too harry.:: sheka purred nuzzling his head under Harry's neck, his body a mere quarter of his usual length. ::mnn heh. We have to thank Hermione for that lovely invention of hers.::

Said "invention" was lying under Sheka's bed, blasting a magically recorded episode of mindless fucking they had pulled out of their arses on a whim. The now golden quartet and Sheka had been laughing uncontrollably as hermione captured their voices on the spelled tape recorder (shielded to resist the electronic resistant charms on the school grounds) and had lengthened it to a full six hours of screams, panting, pausing, and then more of the endless dirty talk. It had been quite effective for their cover.

::sure...:: harry said as he snuggled closer. ::after my nap. :: Sheka rolled his eyes and nipped at his neck.

::You have been taking more naps lately than I think I've ever seen any human past the age of three.::

::But i'm tired!:: harry pouted unhappily. ::I can't help i-mn!:: his mouth was suddenly shut tight by shekas tail when there there was a soft pounding coming from above.

::Harry quick! Hands and knees!:: he hissed shifting to his human form.

::But sh-::

::It might be malfoy!:: harry squeaked and was under Sheka in an instant, muttering a soft "finite!" as his husband entered him from behind. There was not even a pause between them and the recording to alert Draco of their facade.

Boom! With a crash, Malfoys foot connected with the door and threw it open, as he stormed in, furry written all over his face.

"THATS ENO-" the two lovers both stopped and stared at him from where they were positioned on the bed; harry face first into the mattress and covered in a sheen of sweat, and Slang who was still buried to the hilt in his behind. Both wore faces that could only be portrayed as murderous; though as opposed to a simple "get out and we'll discuss this later" type glare from his dorm mate, the golden boy, who was suddenly looking more like the second coming of You Know Who (which was amazing considering he still had a dick shoved up his arse.) began screaming obscenities at him as the poor traumatized blonde ran out covering his now burning eye-sockets slamming the door behind him.

Harry sighed and shuddered as Sheka pulled out of him with an appologetic look.

::How anyone could stand having a prick that shape inside them is beyond me!:: Harry spat with a full body twitch.

think of that Thanksgiving episode in season seven of Friends after Monica kisses her ex boyfreinds son. cause I cant think of how to describe that, sorry ]:

::Next time, we just put up a camouflage spell.:: sheka nodded in agreement, equally green in the face.

::I will gladly comply to that.::

yay! draco is scarred for life! and harrys "twitch" lolz hows that as an obscure refference? hmm I like how dumbles is turning out^^. im tired of all the dumbledor bashing after doing it so much in my own stories. i much prefer the happy go lucky albiet STILL meddling old coot version of him. hope u liked the omake^^. tell me if u want more of those. i got a million of 'em

I'm sorry about the art contest. but so far i think only three ppl have submitted anything, so until i get more the deadline is indefinate. see the "notice" chapter.

okay so the next update im going to try and have up within the next two weeks. im gonna start putting voldy in the mix a bit more and do some plot thickening. as for harrys eggyz. when should i do it? im not sure weather to get him preggers before or after the super mega ultra battle chappy that im already working on. just a notice, when it goes up (which albiet wont be for at least 3 good sized chapters) im gonna have a sound track for it. i have one for every chapter, but i know how annoying it is to see "track one" "track two" "track three" between parts so if you want the musical background for them, send me a pm and ill give you the link and the "playlist guide" telling u when to switch to the next track.

yeah. can u tell im bored out of my whits? xD back to the main topic though. harrys babeez. what should harry look like while hes pregnant? i wanted to make him naga, so he could carry the eggs. but the more i think of it, that just makes no sense cause harys not part naga, hes just...basilisky. so yeah. thats gonna be changed in the chappy i mentioned that in.

so what should he be? it can be anything. a creature that already exists or one you made up. send me your suggestions and ill post them in a pole before then next chapter is posted.

id like most of the suggestions thrown at me within the next three days. that way i can get started right away.

thankies for ur time^^ and read on my freaky darlings.