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Chapter 11

In the midst of Draco's boredom, he had begun to talk to Ron's sleeping figure about his family and his loss. He talked about the Great Battle and how his father apparently died just after Voldermort had died from Harry's most powerful blast of magic, and how there hadn't even been a funeral for his father. His mother had scorned his father for dying and only a tomb in the Malfoy cemetery as a commemoration of his existence. It was around there that his mother wouldn't stop talking about seeking help, and broke away from the criminal path of the Malfoy ancestors, and was determined to find herself and her son a new chapter in life within in the Malfoy lifestyle.

"But seriously, I worry that I am as bad as my father. Or at least I think we're the same…" Draco said as the light hit the surface of the lake and bounced off to be reflected in Ron's hair. Draco found himself breathless for a few moments.

"I think we're the same, but when I look at you… I think, maybe my mother's right. Maybe all I need it to change a bit. If not for you, I would never have found this side of me.

The wolves had moved on a long time ago, and only young and non-aggressive animals were moving through the shadows. Draco sighed and slipped back into his human form. He sat up and played with Ron's hair gently, hoping not to disturb the slumbering water dragon. He ran his fingers down the outline of the boy's body. When this lost Draco's interest, he got up and repositioned himself, so that he could gaze easily at Ron's sleeping face, and admire its beauty. Draco was trying hard not to think about it, but while they were here, far away from reality, from responsibilities, Draco felt that, for once, perhaps he could just be free, free to live, and free to love, however, and whoever he chooses.

But he has to choose you as well, the evil little voice-in-Draco's-head reminded him.

The warning had only come a few hours before, but Charlie was now sure that three giant black Dragons were heading straight for Hogwarts. No one had any clue as to why Hogwarts was the destination of these blood-thirsty menaces, but everyone was preparing to fight off this new threat.

Ron woke up sometime the next day, well rested, but terribly hungry. He looked down to find Draco sleeping peacefully next to him. He jumped up and stumbled back a bit, then scratched his head, trying for the life of him, to remember why in the world he was out in the middle of nowhere with Malfoy of all people, and they were BOTH naked.

Then he remembered yesterday. He remembered the fire and how distressed, scared and lonely Draco had been. He remembered the flight. He even remembered all the things Draco had told him while Draco had thought Ron was fast asleep. He remembered Draco's touch…

Ron shook himself and looked around, realising that they needed food and refreshment, and then needed to return to Hogwarts.

Ron pushed himself off of the grass and gazed down at Draco. The boy didn't know it, but even though he was in human form, Draco had somehow been able to maintain his Dragon-sphere, so that if any predator came by, they wouldn't see two sleeping boys, but one sleeping boy, and one enormous dragon.

It was almost scary how well Draco had adapted to his new body. Ron, on the other hand, was still struggling with the idea that he wasn't the only dragon in the world. Here was Draco, flouncing around in his second skin, almost like he hadn't a care in the world. If Ron hadn't been so annoyed at being out in the middle of nowhere, hungry and lost, he would have noticed that where you usually would be angry and jealous of his nemesis, he was more concerned with getting them both back in one piece. Ron was determined to make sure that Draco made contact with the place where Gerdion came from.

"Seriously, how did you get us all the way out here?" Ron groaned as he tried to determine some kind of landmark. He couldn't even do magic as he hadn't thought to bring his wand with him.

"Huh?" came a reply from behind Ron.

Ron turned around to find that Draco was awake and rubbing the sand out of his eyes.

"Where are we?" Ron sighed and approached Draco, who stood and looked around.

"Somewhere north of Hogwarts. You could have just flown back to the castle if you wanted to" Draco said, looking at Ron shyly.

Ron rolled his eyes " Even a Malfoy doesn't deserve to be abandoned out in the middle of nowhere, okay? And besides, even if I went back for help, I don't think I could navigate the woods on foot alone - I am far too tired to shapeshift" Ron replied.

"Shapeshift? Is that what you think this is? Ron, don't you see?" Draco said suddenly and grabbed Ron's forearms "This isn't shapeshifting. You are as much a dragon as you are a human. It should be easy to become a dragon. If you are turning yourself into a dragon, you're going at it the wrong way!" Draco said, practically shaking Ron.

"Okay okay okay! I get it!" Ron growled and whacked Draco off " So what you're saying is that I should be able to just change?" Ron replied.

"No, what I'm saying is that as you stand there, you are a Dragon. All you have to do is think - DRAGON – and then you are –" Draco said and blinked out of human form " A dragon" and blinked into his dragon form.

Ron just stared. "Really?"

"Really" Draco grinned, his pearly-white incisor teeth glinting in the sun, and blinked back into human form.

Ron took a gulp of air and tried to see himself in what he thought Draco saw himself in – himself, the dragon, and himself, the human at the same time.

"Draco-" Ron began but Draco stopped his lips with a finger.

"This is not a magic spell. Do not say it. Be it" Draco said, then stepped back.

Ron glared at Draco, annoyed, as he tried to grasp what it was that Draco was trying to show him.

Draco grinned. " That's good, get angry, but get even, or is it that you're not able to do what an amateur like me can do?"

Just like that, it was as though Ron snapped in two. Draco had to stumble back to make room for the sudden expanse that Ron's Dragon – self-occupied. It was immense.

"How do you like that?" Ron said, walking towards Draco menacingly "This is what my mother told me never to do in public. This is evil, this thing inside of me. It's foreign and strange, and not human and-"

"It's beautiful" Draco grinned, standing up and admiring how powerful Ron could become.

"B-Beautiful?" Ron sputtered " Aren't you put off? Intimidated? Disgusted?"

Draco seemed to be entirely bewitched by Ron's dragon self, and instead of responding with words, Draco reached out and embraced Ron.

A huge sapphire-and diamond spirit-shape with wings that were cloud-white and as delicate and elegant as a butterfly's curved high and elegantly into the sky. A long arched neck glistened with ripples of lighter and darker blues, and the eyes of this spirit-dragon were the deepest blue Ron had ever seen.

"Not bad for a Dragon, don't you think?" Draco said as he released Ron and held him in an arms- length.

Ron blinked blurrily and looked at Draco in wonder and disbelief.

"You liked that, didn't you? Now you need to feel" Draco grinned and once again embraced Ron, but this time his arms went around Ron's neck, and Draco grabbed a fistful of Ron's hair and kissed Ron hard and firmly.

A blast of power coursed through Ron's veins. Suddenly Ron's human sight wasn't necessary anymore. His dragon's own sight was awoken and the world looked so different.

So much more beautiful. Within the air and the sky and the sea were passages and riddles leading into the galaxy.

The stars glittered like streaks of lightning suspended in the air, and clouds of musty glittering stars here and there, depending on the nature of the path.

There were time warps and fluctuations, and it seemed that Dragons had free reign to all these places. The mortal plane was just one of many, many different planes, and the Dragon in Ron knew all about these.

And that was not all. The dragon could see for miles around, and just by turning in the right direction, he immediately spotted Hogwarts directly north of where they were.

And his body was amazing. It rippled with power, coursed with energy, eager yearning and desiring, to fly away. No wonder Ron had unconsciously sent out a distress signal – Ron's Dragon-ness was so distressed, it seemed to be glistening with a slight transparent glisten of weakness and sorrow, and wanted to go home, where ever home meant.

"Now you," Ron thought of Draco and embrace him back, returning the kiss.

Draco saw himself in the potions room through Ron's eyes. He saw how his human body seemed to fill and expand the whole place without even changing. He saw himself when he had changed, and he saw himself that very morning, being both a dragon and a human at the exact same time. It was brilliant.

The two boys /dragons broke apart and stared at wonder at each other. Then as though they had the same exact thought, they suddenly became two dragons, and the sound of their musical laughter and the thumping of their excited tails and their fluttering wings sent tremors all the way to Hogwarts.

Draco and Ron took off and flew straight into another plane, admiring the rush and feel of being in a foreign world, where the air was crisp and juicy, and the wind seemed to speak to them, telling them where the best current is, and warning them where not to disturb.

After giving in to their flight-lust, they turned around and headed back into Earth. They appeared only a mile or so away from Hogwarts, so they landed in a grassy area and headed back to the castle. They decided to return to their human forms so as not to scare the people with their new forms.

The both quickly conjured up clothes and robes for themselves, then made their way back towards Hogwarts on foot.

"Damn, now back to real life" Draco sighed.

"Huh?" Ron said as he stepped over a fallen log.

"Well you know, You go back to Gryffindor, and I go back to Slytherin, and we never get to see each other ever again" Draco sighed and stared up into the trees.

Ron looked at Draco and found his breath catch in his throat for a second. There was something so engaging and beautiful about Draco when he wasn't putting up fences and death-wishes. He seemed so elegant, gentle and unhuman; like walking magic.

Geridon's words suddenly came back to Ron as he stared at Draco's sorrowful figure. "…If I see or hear any reason for him or his mate to be distressed, I will come back, and you will perish…"

His mate? Ron thought to himself. Could Geridon have meant Draco?

The thought made Ron's ears turn crimson red. Ron cleared his throat, trying to act as though the thought wasn't turning him on. That was so wrong, Ron thought to himself. I can't come on to my arch-nemesis, no matter how beautiful or magical he has suddenly become.

Draco turned to look at Ron " What's wrong?"

"Well, the thing is when the Elder Dragon paid me a visit two - or was it three? - days ago? Basically, he threatened to come back and disintegrate the staff if they cause either of us to be distressed" Ron grinned " So I don't see why we have to be bound by their rules if one of our Elders can intimidate them so"

"Seriously? When did this happen?" Draco asked, grabbing hold of Ron's hands.

"T-The night that you exploded in the potions room. He had come during Dinner. Weren't you there?" Ron asked.

"Noo…I had skipped dinner and gone to the potions room to practice. How irritating, I missed such a spectacle!" Draco groaned and released Ron to kick the base of a tree "And there I was, sulking in a corner because I was having to go move country"

"Don't people normally mean move house?" Ron asked as he kicked a stray pebble in his path.

"Not if your whole house is being packed up and shipped up right alongside you. My mother has already set it down in a countryside somewhere in Italy, and she is probably on the cruise line with a bunch of her lady friends, zipping across the sea towards her new life" Draco spat out.

"You've got to be the only one who could make that sound like such a bad thing" Ron laughed.

Draco turned on Ron and backed him up into a tree, slamming his fists on either side of Ron.

"How would you like it if you were suddenly wretched away from Harry, Hermione, your parents and all your siblings? And all your belongings snatched away from you? Would you be laughing and enjoying yourself? No. By leaving this place, I will lose every last trace I have of my father because what belongings I used to have were all burnt up by my delusional and distraught mother, such that I had to buy a stupid new wand to replace the old one. Like a thief in the night, she came one day and took every single thing that my father had ever touched and burnt it. She even cut my hair while she was at it, and burnt it in the flames. I admit it, I'm glad she did because whatever was left of the curses Voldermort and my father had placed on me disappeared with the flames, but in its place is an ache so deep, so painful, that I want to go into the flames myself, and I want to DIE. Because I know, that if I resemble my father any more than I already do, she'd kill me too, immediately" Draco spat out, breathing so hard from the force of his confession.

Ron gazed into Draco's eyes which, in the heat of his anger, had turned golden.

"I'm sorry," Ron said quietly.

Draco laughed a wryly dry laugh " Sorry for what? I don't want your pity. I just want you to get me. I don't know why, but I want someone to know how I feel" Draco sighed and stepped back, letting go of the tree.

"No, I'm sorry about this – taking advantage of you, at your weakest moment" Ron smiled softly, his hands coming up to cup Draco's face, his left hand moving so that it curled into Draco's hair.

"Huh?" But before Draco could register what was going on, Ron was kissing him.

The kiss was gentle at first. So gentle, that Draco was moved to tears. His heart seemed to cry out in mirth, as though the dry parched earth that made up his heart, was getting water for the first time in years. Then the kiss grew hungry and urgent as Draco reached up and grabbed Ron's shoulders, slamming him back up against the tree and hungrily devouring his lips. The power cracked in the air and sent sparks of light in all directions. Draco's fire flared up and cracked the air, causing Ron to release Draco's lips as he was short of breath.

A crack of an electric current coursed through Ron's body, as his own magic sparked a spark shot up into the air. A crack of real lightening responded. Without warning, there was a sudden downpour, drenching both of them from head to toe.

Ron and Draco looked at each other, then burst out laughing.

"That was so strange!" Draco giggled and released Ron, who stumbled away from the tree, wiping hair and rainwater out of his eyes.

"Seriously, if we are going to make out, we should never do it in a forest, you might start a forest fire, and I might cause a hurricane!" Ron laughed.

"But even if we do it inside a house, who knows, I might accidentally burn the house down, and you might cause a power outage" Draco grinned.

Then it finally dawned on them what they were talking about, and what just happened.

"Oh, Draco I," Ron said and ran a hand through his hair and blushed.

Draco opened his mouth to reply, but stopped and grabbed Ron by the wrist and indicated that he should be quiet.

Three massive shapes suddenly flew overhead. Draco could tell that they were steaming with a mad desire to kill, but kill what, and who?

"They are heading for Hogwarts!" Ron exclaimed and started in a run, dragging Draco along with him.

End of Chapter 11

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