My Dear Volaticus
by kittenvks
Disclaimer: I own nothing
warnings: HPDM, slash, yaoi, homosexuality. Don't like it? Don't read it. Flamers to the left.
Chapter Twelve: Gifts, Food, and Bonding
Dumbledore later found there to be no twins and no Molly, and no one was near the room of requirement, nor were they pulling any outrageous pranks. They were all gathered calmly where he thought they'd be. In the library, looking at Wizarding law books and debating how to free Draco.
"Ah, I see my students are behaving themselves. I just got several rather angry owls from the Ministry. It seems all their parchment has been turned bubblegum pink, by the way. I've always liked bubblegum." Dumbledore said.
"I have too." Harry said thoughtfully, looking down at the book he was holding.
"Miss Weasley, is that Floo powder I smell?" Snape asked, approaching. Ginny looked offended.
"No, sir, it's a new perfume, you don't like it?"
"No, I do not." Snape said cooly.
"Oh, well. If no one likes it," Ginny said with a shrug, looking down at her book.
"It's distasteful really, Gin," Hermione said gently, patting her back. "What did those owls have to do with us, sir?"
"The minister seems to think that every one of you was involved in pulling a rather large prank on the ministry today. He's rather upset." Dumbledore said.
"I sent a howler, as did Blaise," Harry said, nodding to Blaise who looked up from his book and smiled his best Gryffindor smile.
"That was it, Headmaster. Are Howlers illegal?" Blaise asked sweetly, pulling on a few of his dreadlocks thoughtfully.
"No, they are not." Snape replied with a glare.
"Well, Severus, since they've obviously been studying- and you did see them headed here last, let us return. Oh, and Harry, Draco is on his way back to the school. Your gifts in tow, he requests you meet him out front to 'get this over with' as he put it." Dumbeldore said, smiling, eyes twinkling. "I already have the house elves setting everything up. It seems he was kind enough to invite a few of the Weasleys, Molly and the twins. They just happened to be in Hogsmeade today."
"Oh? Hmm, I thought Fred and George were in the shop today." Ginny said, looking up from her book again.
"Guess we won't need these then," Blaise said, drawing his wand and banishing the books. Hermione sighed,
"This is so exciting Harry!"
"No!" Harry cried out, "it's not! I don't have my gifts!"
"As requested, Potter," Snape said, pulling two packages from his cloak. Harry took them and hugged the Professor who just looked akward.
"Thank you! What about my clothes?!"
"I can take care of that, honestly Harry." Blaise said with a few flicks of his wand. He tightened up the shirt- Draco's shirt, and cleaned Harry's jeans. "That'll be enough, this is very informal."
"Well, let's go then!" Harry said happily, and they all rushed out the doors.
The house elves had set up the Great Hall beautifully. One long table was there, filled with foods and drinks, there was a space cleared for dancing and only the Gryffindor and Slytherin flags stayed behind. Against another wall were places for them all to sit and eat. Harry smiled, inviting everyone to go on in just as Lucius came up behind him.
"Harry, it's nice to have you in our family," he said. They were standing alone for now.
"Thank you Lucius, it really is an honor." Harry said, smiling, "when do we do the gifts though?"
"Ah, Draco is working on that as of right now, I believe he's just outside."
"Well, here's your gift, sir," Harry said, passing Lucius one of the packages. Lucius smiled and bowed.
"I shall open it as soon as you're outside. Come along, the gift exchanging is meant for family only." Lucius said, guiding Harry toward the doors. He nodded quickly to Blaise who nodded back, agreeing to keep everyone in the Great Hall.
"But, sir, I don't understand. I know my parents can't be here and Sirius- I don't know where he is! Doesn't he have to be here?"
"He does." Lucius said, nodding as he opened the door. Harry walked out, still talking to Lucius.
"Then what do we do? He's a wanted man, a criminal!" Harry said, turning to find Draco. He was there, now wearing a shirt he'd picked up on the way. He wrapped Harry in his arms, smiling.
"Accio vase," he whispered, holding out his hand. It wasn't long before the vase with the green sticks came to him. He smiled brilliantly at Harry, guiding him to sit down while Lucius stood off to the side behind his son. "Are you ready, my love?" Harry nodded, handing Draco his gift. Draco waved a hand calmly over the sticks- whispering an incantation.
Harry watched in awe as the seemed to relax then, and grow. They bloomed beautifully, into a group of startlingly white lillies. As the last one opened, something fell out and Harry deftly caught it as he would any snitch.
"Draco, lillies, they're... my favorite..." he opened his hand, startled to see a ring in his hand. The Malfoy crest ring, his. He hugged Draco tightly, "it's perfect, it's all perfect- I love it! Now, do yours, go!" He watched with wide eyes as Draco opened his own gift, a rather intricately designed hand mirror. He gasped, looking it over closely.
"Is this the Potter family crest?" Draco asked, looking at the back of the mirror and then back up at Harry who nodded. Draco hugged him tightly, smiling.
"Snape got it for me, Merlin knows where he found it, and I have the other with your crest. It's so we can always talk, they're charmed or something- Lucius, can you open yours now?"
"I would, but it seems Draco isn't done," Lucius said, smirking and still holding his package carefully. Harry frowned, looking at Draco,
"What else did you get? I only got you one thing, Draco, that's not fair!"
"You can make up for it later, love." Draco smiled, draping an arm across Harry's shoulder and pointing to the path that led up to the school. "I thought, since we're family now, that you might like a pet." Standing there, just out of Harry's direct sight where he couldn't be seen right away, was Remus Lupin and a very large black dog. Harry cried out, running toward them, even though he didn't have to go far.
Sirius Black transformed, hugging Harry tightly and spinning the boy around.
"What you did in the Ministry, Prongslett, your father would have been proud," Sirius whispered, patting the sobbing Harry on the back. Remus nodded,
"It's true, Harry, that was in true Marauder fashion! A wonderful thing to see!"
Harry laughed, pulling back from them and looking them both over,
"I don't know what you're talking about. I merely sent a howler. I was in the library all night." Sirius and Remus both laughed, hugging him again.
"That's right, Harry, of course you were."
Draco walked up behind them, Lucius following. He wrapped his arms around Harry causually, smiling at how happy the Gryffindors were, even if it was sappy. Harry leaned into him, laughing before he stiffened up and looked around nervously.
"But- Sirius- you can't just be out here, what if someone sees you?"
"Ah, that was your boyfriends gift to me Harry. My freedom!" Sirius laughed pulling Draco into a hug too, which the blonde quickly ducked out of, straightening his hair and clothes. Sirius just laughed at him and handed Harry his papers.
"He didn't assist Peter, Harry, he caught him." Remus said, watching the thoughts run over Harry's face.
"You- you captured Peter Pettigrew?"
"Harry, really, do you know who my Father is? It wasn't that hard to find him due to that, and capturing him was even easier- not much of a fight in that one."
"Not much of anything worthy in that one," Sirius said scathingly. Harry turned, watching Lucius,
"Well? Go on, *now* it's your turn." he said, smiling expectantly. Lucius sighed and opened his own present, pulling out a small and empty vase.
"What's this?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. It appeared to be a normal vase.
"Well, since Draco and I will be staying here for the next long while- and it is one of the safest places around... and Grimmauld, which is just as safe... and he's finished growing his wings, I'm perfectly capable of looking after him. He's a man now, too. I guess, what I'm saying Lucius, is that you're free to go. That vase, it's a portkey. I decided to let you activate it, and it will, tapping it three times will bring you straight back here, to Draco but with two taps from your wand, it will take you to a hotel in Romania, where you've got an open invitation to stay as long as you'd like."
Lucius looked at the vase, and then at Harry and Draco gasped. Lucius moved forward then, faster than what was normal, but since he wasn't normal- and was a very poweful Volaticus, he cleared the space with ease. He even managed to drop his cane, enveloping Harry in a tight hug that was as frightening as it was loving.
"Bless you, dear boy." he said, smiling and he tucked the vase into his robes. Draco smiled and was immediately hugged as well.
"Draco- I will stay for the rest of your celebration. However, I do think he has a point. You're a man now, Draco, I will depart when it's done."
"Do attempt to not come home alone, Father" Draco laughed, hugging his father back. These moments were few and far between and he relished in it.
When they entered the Great Hall again, holding hands, everyone cheered. They stood, yelling and whistling, sending different colored sparks into the air and hugging them all. Except for Lucius and Blaise who retreated to the corner with Snape.
"Sirius!" Hermione cried out, flinging herself at the laughing man.
"Draco caught Pettigrew!" Harry explained excitedly, still holding the blondes hand. Draco looked terribly out of place, though not uncomfortable. It was clear he was doing what Harry wanted. Molly seemed rather enamored with him, pulling him away to chat a bit and hugging him. Then, something happened that no one else expected, except for Harry. Ron Weasley hugged Draco Malfoy. It was possibly the most amazing thing any of them had ever seen and just as uncomfortable for Draco as Harry's hug from Lucius.
"I'm putting that one in the penseive," Hermione said, leaning over to Harry who looked shocked.
"You have a pensieve? Get rid of that thing!" he said as if it were embarrasing photos of some sort. It pretty much was. Hermione just laughed as music began to play and Draco ducked out of the sudden Weasley invasion, offering his hand out to Harry.
"Care to dance, my love?" he asked quietly. Harry shook his head violently.
"Nope, don't dance. I'm no good at it,"
"Then let me lead you," Draco said, pulling Harry onto the dance floor anyway. It started out a bit awkwardly but Draco was patient and in no time Harry relaxed and allowed Draco to spin him about in some form of waltz. He thought it was a waltz anyway, he wasn't really paying attention. He only had eyes for Draco who was laughing and spinning them about easily, no doubt something he'd learned over the years. He was a Malfoy, afterall. Harry leaned into him as the song slowed and he realized that everyone was dancing. Dumbledore danced with McGonagall, Hermione with Ron, Blaise and Ginny, the twins were together, Molly danced with Arthur who'd arrived at some point during their dancing, and Remus and Sirius danced together as well. Lucius and Snape stood in the corner, talking quietly. This was the way it should be.
"Draco?"
"Hmmm?"
"When, exactly can we tell tradition to bugger off?" Draco chuckled at this, holding Harry tighter.
"Later, mon amour, patience is a virtue."
"Patience and virtue can bugger off too," Harry teased, leading Draco toward the refreshments and leaning into him as they ate and drank.
"This is perfect, I think," Draco whispered, leaning in. Harry nodded in agreement, watching all their loved ones.
"Think Ginny and Blaise will hook up?"
"Doubtful, Blaise is a bit hard to handle." Draco said, smirking. "Though, she is technically a pureblood."
"They've been playfully bickering all day. I think it's their fiery way of flirting. Besides, how is Blaise hard to handle? You haven't seen hard to handle till you've seen Ginny flip the switch. She's a loon, secretly of course."
"Of course." Draco chuckled, taking Harry's hand in his. They mingled for about another hour, talking excitedly with everyone. Harry had just excused himself to look for Draco when he realized the Volaticus was gone and Lucius was saying his goodbyes. Peering out the door of the Great Hall, Harry found Draco there, grabbing him and pulling him into a searing kiss behind the door.
"Now tradition, and virtue, and patience can bugger off." he whispered huskily. Harry nodded, feeling a bit drunk as Draco pulled him quickly up the stairs and through the cooridors. He was yelling the password before they even reached the portrait, pulling Harry through and falling to the couch dramatically before the portrait even swung shut behind him. Draco ravaged Harry's mouth, tugging at his clothes and his own. It was all Harry could do to hold on, and he didn't care, he was more than happy to please the Volaticus, currently nipping at the nape of his neck, elliciting a moan from Harry,
"D-Draco."
Draco snarled, lifting Harry up easily and trudging up the stairs. He deposted Harry on the bed, straddling the boy and watching him for a moment before resuming his minstrations. In no time their clothes were discarded and Draco paused again, sitting up on his knees to really look Harry over. The smaller boy whined, writhing beneath him and Draco smirked. Harry scowled, lunging forward and pulling Draco back down in a searing kiss. The movement pushed their now bare erections together, sending electricity through both men. They moaned in unison, both rocking gently back and forth, arching into each other.
Draco blindly reached for the nightstand, desperately trying to find the drawer with one hand and succeeding only after he'd knocked two pictures into the floor. Grabbing the lube from the drawer he hastily managed to make another mess but did get his fingers take care of. He pulled back, kissing down Harry's neck and chest softly, feeling the other boy relax. He grinned against the lightly tanned skin, slipping one digit into Harry. He hissed in pain for a moment and Draco's head snapped up, watching the other carefully. Harry managed a weak smile.
"Are you sure, mon amour?" Draco asked, his voice rough.
"Please," Harry pleaded, moving down against Draco's finger. The blonde gasped, his erection twitching and Harry reached out to grab it, stroking it softly while Draco continued loosening him up. "please, Draco, please," Harry begged between gasps and Draco obliged, stradling the smaller man and positioning himself. He leaned forward, entertwining his hands in Harry's, nuzzling the raven hair with his face as he entered him slowly, sheathing himself. Harry hissed, biting into Draco's shoulder and they stayed still for a long time. When Harry had seemed to get used to it, Draco began again, moving very slowly and watching Harry carefully with lust filled silver eyes. Harry opened his, pulling his head back and turning so that he could look into those eyes. It hurt, of course it did, but it wasn't too bad. Draco obviously wanted it and if he wanted something then Harry did too. It was rather painful and he wondered somewhere in the back of his mind if it would always hurt.
Draco never claimed to be a mind reader but who needed to be with Harry? His emotions and thoughts were written clearly on his face and in his eyes. Draco leaned forward, capturing Harry's lips with his and shoved himself deeper, hitting the little bundle of nerves with ease and Harry cried out, bucking against him. Draco smiled as Harry's arms flung around him, nails digging into the pale skin and he did it again. Harry bucked, pleading now, and Draco quickly obliged, grabbing Harry's erection with one hand and stroking it quickly, becoming a bit roughter with his thrusts and Harry continued to moan and mewl his name. Just the sounds Harry was making were driving Draco insane and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. A wave of magic burst out of both of them as they climaxed, washing over eachother and causing them to cling that much tighter to one another.
With a wave of his hand, Draco cleaned them both up with his wandless magic and righted the mess he'd made in his own desperation.
"Harry?" he whispered, pulling the raven haired boy to him, he was already drifting.
"Hmmm?"
"Was that-?"
"Perfect, Draco, you?"
"I've never been happier." Draco replied as Harry rolled over to him, snuggling into his chest and pulling the covers over his head. One dark gray wing spread out over Harry, covering him completely in the warmth and indefinite safety of the feathers.
Somewhere, no one knew just quite where, another Volaticus' head snapped up, sniffing the breeze softly and feeling the loss. His head dropped forward then, whether in shame or mourning for his loss, no one knew.
"My Lord, it is done."
"Excellent," the other voice hissed back.
AN: REVIEWS! It's a shorter chapter, sorry, they tend to be really long in this one. However, I felt that this was important and I really couldn't follow that last bit with anything so I ended it here. Let me know what you think, I'll be posting another chapter soon!