Author's Note: So, did you enjoy Alex? Jeez, I really had a hard time with this because I write Kingdom Hearts fanfiction so I wanted to write Axel instead of Alex. It was sooo hard to do. But! Now that I've started forming that couple, we can get back to our boys! I did Justin last time so… eh. Oh, this chapter was inspired by the song Magical by Selena Gomez off of the Wizards soundtrack. Go listen to it and you can see where this chapter came from!
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own any of this otherwise these two would have been snogging on day one.
Title: It's Magic, You Know~
Fandom: Harry Potter / Wizards of Waverly Place
Pairing(s): Draco Malfoy/Justin Russo; Harry Potter/Alex Russo, Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger
Rating: T for now, rating might go up.
Warnings: Contains slash, AU, swearing, and incredibly sexy use of Draco X3
Summary: Oh-oh-oh, it's magic you know~ The Russo kids get sent to Hogwarts only to find themselves in an incredible world that they might not want to leave.
Chapter 5: Magical
::Draco's PoV::
My meals were brought to me that day by my godfather. Other than a very stern scolding, he said nothing. I think it might have been because he knew I'd finally be knocked off my pedestal and was now determined to stay down. Justin shouldn't have helped me there. I would have taken off on my own, but… that spell he used, it just confused me. It was more of an incantation than any spell I'd heard.
After a long day of thinking and plenty of words that I didn't mean to say, I knew what I had to do. I was lucky that the spell or hex had worn off for the most part. I hadn't experienced any of my thoughts being voiced, so I figured it was okay for me to go out into the common room. I left my private chambers to see that the common room was mostly empty except for someone sleeping in a chair. Upon closer inspection, I saw that it was Alex, Justin's sister. I tapped her forehead to wake her up. Her eyes fluttered open and looked at me, a small smile on her lips.
"You should be in bed, devious one." She nodded, picking up her school bag and slipping back into her hi-top trainers. I watched her, feeling very okay about what she had done for me. "Hey, Alex. Thanks for earlier. I'm not really a heartless bastard. Just lots of ice." She nodded and patted my shoulder.
"I know. Justin's out by the pitch. I think he's trying to learn how to fly a broom. It's silly since he could just summon up the carpet from home." She winked at me, waving as she disappeared up to the dormitory. I easily took the hint from her and headed for the pitch. It was a beautiful night and somehow everyone was in their beds so no one saw me. Was it really that late? I passed a large grandfather clock in the hallway and it told me that it was indeed that late.
The pitch was illuminated only by moonlight, and when I entered the field, I could see Justin against the goal post with his school issue broom standing straight up in the sand. I still felt some resentment towards him for what had happened that morning, but there was still a lot to talk about. I straddled my broom and kicked off to hover and directed it towards the pitch where Justin sat defeated. He looked up at me, and I knew that I had his undivided attention as I circled the three goal posts. "Don't look so defeated, someone might want to help you." Justin smiled at me, and I stopped the broom and hopped down. "Look, Justin…"
"I have a girlfriend. A steady girlfriend. I'm very much in love with her, despite her being 506 years older than me. And she loves me. I don't want to screw that up." Those words hurt me, but I had suspected that there was something that Alex had left out. I nodded, sitting down on the ground next to him with our shoulders touching. "But there's something I don't understand. If I love Juliet, and feel this way about her, then how come every time I even look at you, I forget everything and become completely enamored with you?"
"The allure of a veela." He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, and I shrug. "Found out this summer that I happen to be half-veela, a creature with extraordinary beauty and the pheromones of a bitch in heat." Justin shook his head, looking back down at the drawing he'd made in the sand of a bat. "Juliet the vampire I heard about?" I got a grunt in response, but it wasn't enough for me. "She prettier than me?"
"Not gay."
"There is such a thing as both, you know. But… I understand where you're coming from, sort of. I have no idea why I'm attracted to you. You're absolutely not my type. Like, at all. And yet because of the veela thing, I knew when you'd arrived on the grounds, and I know when you're excited and when you're bored. I knew that you were panicked when I grabbed you, and that you were nervous when we first met in the owlry." I paused, looking over at him. He was looking at me over his shoulder, eyes wide and blinking at me. Again, with the ears and tail look. "Another power of the veela, sensitive to other's emotions. For your information, Potter doesn't absolutely hate me. He has this odd sense of respect for me, actually." He nodded, looking back down at the sand.
"So… if I can't stop thinking about you, even though I have a girlfriend, and you know just about everything about me except for what color my boxers are- don't answer that smartly, you ass- … where does that leave us?" He asked me, the thoughts obviously bothering his usually logistic mind. I sighed and stood, holding out my left hand to him.
"It leaves me in a hard spot with my family and you about to learn how to ride a damn broom." He looked at my hand, probably wondering if I'd forgotten our conversation from the other night. "It's alright. The other hand will bite, so to speak." He nodded and took my hand and pulled himself up with a smile. I held out my broom to him and he looked at it doubtfully. "Oh, come on. I said I fancied you, not that I was going to kill you." I didn't understand his hesitation until what Alex said echoed in my head. He could have summoned the carpet from home. A carpet? Oh fine. "You've never actually ridden a broom, have you?"
"We have a carpet." He said, and I laughed. He smiled and stepped forward, I could feel his unease slipping away. "Just how do you use this thing anyways?"
"Well, if you're a natural, you can just get on and go. If not, I can help you." The voice that had been the biggest yesterday was now the smallest, screaming for my attention. I knew that however this turned out, my father wouldn't be pleased at all. He might even pull me out of school, or submit me to the Dark Lord so he could deal with me. But I wondered what the Dark Lord would say to me being impure? Would he kill me or just disown me? The latter seemed like the best possible outcome, maybe then I could be myself. Well, I'd probably still be a jerk, but maybe I could actually have friends that didn't worship me.
Justin took my broom and stared at it in his hands, then looked at me. He was still unsure, and I didn't need to be a veela to see that. But he put on a brave face and straddled the broom, holding it securely. He looked at me and I nodded, but nothing happened. He frowned and glared at the broom. "It's… not working."
"Obviously." I stood beside him now, my eyes meeting his. "Can I…?" He swallowed and nodded, looking away as I straddled the broom behind him. I had to admit that I'd never put two people on a broom, or every seen it done. But I doubted the broom would break or not fly. Not if we both used out magic to fly it. "It doesn't do it by itself. Use some magic and push off."
"Will it hold both of us?" he asked me, unsure still. I could understand his issue, but I nodded and smiled a bit. He nodded as well, and we both took off on the broom.
***timeskip***
We sat on top of the astronomy tower, picking at selected sweets he'd had in his school bag. I'd never heard of half of them, but they were all so good. He'd told me his favorites, and they easily became mine too. We were getting on well, laughing about all sorts of things. "So, are they really that stupid?"
"Absolutely. Crabbe and Goyle are probably the dumbest lot here. I can get them to do anything if I tell them there's food involved." Justin laughed and picked up a chewy caramel candy. "Did Alex really turn your parents into rats?" He nodded, popping the small square in his mouth.
"Guinea Pigs, actually. We almost lost them in the sub shop, too. Alex got in so much trouble only because of a bad grade on her report card. She got her powers taken away. But she got them back when she realized that I'm such an awesome wizard." I laughed too, wondering if I'd ever laughed so much in my whole life. Maybe when I was a child, but not since then. Justin looked at his watch, sighing. "I've gotta get back to the dorm. Harry and Ron are probably out of their minds worried." I frowned, looking over at my broom. It was the only way to get back, unless Justin had a transportation spell that would work. I had to take my broom back with me, and I probably had to get back soon as well.
"Justin, wait…" He looked at me, blinking. He seemed to know what I wanted to say, and shrugged.
"It'll take me a few minutes to come up with a good spell to put me back in the dorm. So we've got some time, I guess." I nodded, picking up the candy wrappers and stuffing them back in the bag. I had this incredible urge to not let him go, but I'd practically promised to respect him and his relationship with his girlfriend. I didn't want to. I'd rather be friends than have him hate me because I'd gone back on my word. I just had to push down my feelings and- "What is up with you, man?"
He was in my face, in very close proximity, and he was concerned for me. Apparently I'd been staring off and not saying anything. The closeness was intimidating, and my hormones had gone into overdrive. My whole body heated up and no matter how much I told my body to calm down, it didn't. "You're very close."
"Bother you?" I nodded. "You had me against a wall in front of my sister and brother. Now we're even." Even, not even close. I'd been controlled by anger then, now I could actually feel our magic mixing and blending. Still, he didn't move, studying my eyes now.
"Looking for something?" I said, using that as a chance to inch closer. Maybe I could get away with something, especially if he was thinking about only me like he said before. He was looking at me, so if he wasn't, he was contradictory.
"Are your eyes blue or silver?"
"Blue, usually. They change though." He nodded and swallowed, still looking at them. "What're you thinking of?" He licked his lips, and I had my answer. I wondered if I kissed him, would he kiss back. Only one way to find out.
I leaned forward, and found that he met me halfway. So much for keeping my promise. It was innocent at first, but I let myself press a bit more against him and he pulled back a little. That was his problem? He was inexperienced? Well, I could cure that, and make him an addict at the same time. I left my right hand down to brace myself on the roof while my left found his neck and pulled him closer. He let me do it, realizing that he really couldn't hide anything from me. One of his hands fell to my chest, fingers gripping the material of my shirt. His lips parted when mine did, and I found myself thinking that maybe he wasn't as inexperienced as I thought. But then he pulled away, eyes closed and swallowing.
"Draco… I…" I shook my head, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead before standing up and grabbing my broom. He nodded, standing and gathering his stuff. By the time he was ready to leave, I was already hovering on my broom. "Before Malfoy leaves on his broom, take me back to my dorm room." He was gone in a flash, and my whole body hurt. Now I really had to do some thinking, especially about what to do with his girlfriend.
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