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Dragons Heritage	By : Doragonkage Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 50301 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or the Dracken concept, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling

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Walking over to their quest, Bill offered his hand to the other in greeting, which the man took without a moment of hesitation, giving a firm squeeze and a quick shake along with an exchange of names. "So, you're the knight in shining armor always rescuing Harry from the dangers of the world." Bill joked casually while taking a seat on the couch, soon followed by the other two, Harry sitting on the couch with him as Bator took a seat on the recliner, setting down the bag he had been carrying with him next to himself on the floor.
Arms set casually on the armrests, legs neatly together and back held straight looking as regal as one would assume. The only thing to spoil the look were those eyes, deep, dark blue, slightly narrowed, their full attention focused on Bill, and it was that look that had shivers running beneath the redheads skin, like he was a prey looking straight into the eyes of a predator moments before the lethal strike, quite an unnerving thing.
Nodding his head Bator let a small smile tug at the corners of his lips, a gesture that only added to the predatory air he was letting out. "Vell, I've come to the rescue once vhen the little kukac tried to make a scene over nothing." Bator glanced over to Harry as the teen let out a small chuckle at the nickname with which the elder had taken to referring to the Malfoy heir.
As Bators attention shifted aside Bill took note of the way the foreigners expression softened slightly, not by much, but there wasn't that -Make a small flaw and i will rip you to shreds- feel to it. Although he had initially thought that whatever kukac meant, it had been a word used on Harry, but the way the teen chuckled he was left pondering. "Ah pardon, but..what does kukac mean?." He inquired in as polite a tone of voice as he could, yet he still felt like he had just interrupted something intimate between the two.
The moment those eyes were back on him, Bill could swear he heard the sound of water freezing over quickly coming from somewhere, for that is the difference between Bator looking at Harry and him. Not a single positive emotion within those dark debts, not to mention the smile that was obviously the produce of a life-time of practice of making a seemingly normal gesture without giving any kind of indication of the thoughts of the giver of such an expression. "Kukac is Hungarian for insect...vorm specifically." Bator explained, using a tone of voice that spoke volumes about how little it interested him to explain himself to the red-head.
"He called Malfoy that, in-case you were wondering." Harry piped up after a while since Bill seemed oddly at a loss on what to say, which in itself was really peculiar since Bill usually had a word or two to always spare no matter what one might say.
Looking over at the ravenette Bill nodded a couple of times, but said nothing. His thoughts ran a mile a minute over his own uneasiness, as he wasn't one to loose his nerves easily. Pulling himself together again Bill nodded to Harry, letting out an honest chuckle. "Well, I'm certain that whatever the blond menace did, was well worth the insult." He said casually, returning his attention onto Bator once more.
Since topics were scarce, mostly due to Bator cold-shouldering everyone aside from Harry, something to probe into at a later date as the oldest child of the Weasley couple tried to steer the conversation over to an area where Bator might feel more inclined to shed more syllables upon. "If i may, i would like to ask a slightly more personal question of you." The red-head finally spoke up once he'd planned out where to take this little dance.
Turning his head slowly to spare Bill with the smallest of glances to let the other know that he had a portion of his attention, for now. "It all depends on the nature of your question, i vill ansver to anything, but my ansvers vill be based on hov personal a question you present." Bator said after a while, taking his time to enjoy the slight stiffening of the males shoulders and hands, oh how he loved to unnerve people
Nodding his head in acknowledgment Bill held his smile still, even as some of his usually confident posture did crack under the scrutiny of the stranger. "Of course..." Bill started, taking a moment to think how to word his question in a way that couldn't be misunderstood. "I was wondering what it is that you do for a living?, Harry hasn't mentioned anything whenever he'd talk about you." At Harry's name, Bill turned his head to glance at the ravenette.
Bottom lip rolled between his teeth, brows knit together just enough to create a small wrinkles between them. He really didn't know much about Bator, only that he was from Hungary, and from an old family, Thar's all he remembered. It wasn't because he hadn't wanted to ask, no, but whenever they stopped for something, be it coffee and cakes, or just wandering about, all they really talked about was..him, Bator would ask how he was holding up, what he had planned for the future, if he had been anywhere, pretty normal questions when meeting someone new.
There had been something...thrilling about having someone focusing their attention on him Harry James Potter, and not the Boy-who-lived, sure his friends asked too, but during their first meeting even his closest friends had taken a moment to look at just the scar, and over-time the boy behind it.
Here was someone who seemed to want nothing to do with the brand that set him aside from others. Having such attention did things, while it had him a bit on edge, it also awakened something deep within, something that had spent the last week or so trying to get him to see something that still eluded him.
Noticing the silence that had fallen over the room Harry lift his gaze, only to find himself locked into a brief staring contest with the Hungarian, and the look within those eyes had shivers running up Harry's spine, enough so to cause him o shiver slightly as a small blush crept over his cheeks as he diverted his attention to Bill, giving a small smile of apology, not trusting his voice at the moment at all.
Watching Harry mull over his thoughts, Bill took notice of Bator turning his head to look at Harry. For the second time he had to assume an expression of puzzlement as the icy expression of indifference had fallen away in favor of smugness, a small grin tugging at the corners of the males lips, eyes holding a mixture of delight and pride about them as they looked upon the teen.
Why wouldn't Bator feel prideful and smug? He'd just been informed that the submissive who's favor he was wooing for talked of him when he was not around, such a revelation stroked the ego of his human self, and fanned flames of his dracken to a point where he could feel it clawing at the walls of his mind, demanding to lay claim. For now Bator pushed it down and returned to Bills forgotten question
Adjusting his position in his seat Bator leaned back against the backrest, elbows propped on the armrests, fingertips pressed lightly together as he looked at the red head over them. "I am unemployed, per say, but i build my fortune upon investments and real-estate, and once my mother and father step down from the family business, i vill take over." Here he paused to let his words sink, watching Bill nod as he thought it over.
From the corner of his eye Bator could see that Harry was leaning over slightly to listen, his attention pinned to the maximum to catch every last detail, another thing to stroke his ego. As Bill opened his mouth to ask again, Bator lift his had to indicate that he wasn't done, he'd been distracted by the teen to realize how much time had passed. "I am also the Duelist champion of Hungary three years in a rov, if you can count that as making a living." He said with a final nod of his head.
Taking the brief moment before Bill would speak to scope out the teen, Bator couldn't help but to let out a small chuckle at the obvious excitement in the males stance, a fact Bill had picked-up on apparently as well.
So the stranger was a duelist? Which both added to Bills growing worry over this strange man, but also sparked an interest as well. Before he had specialized to become a curse-breaker, even before he left Hogwarts. Bill had fed a small fantasy of becoming a duelist instead, but due to circumstances he had chosen otherwise, but now that old flame was rekindled, and judging from the look on Harry's face, that seemed appealing to him as well.
Softening his smile down a little to a more genuine one, Bill clapped his knee with his hand, nodding a couple of times." Well blimey a duelist? And here i thought you were like most noble born are with a stick up their backsides being better than others." Bill said with a small chuckle, a slight bit of an in the spur of the moment statement, but hearing the brunette let out a small laugh had Bill feeling just that much more relaxed.
"Yes vell...Appearances can deceive, and i pride myself in not being like most who share my status." Bator said with a court nod, deciding to forget about the manner with which he'd been spoken to especially if it kept the look in Harry's eyes.
Said teen waited for the adults to take a break from talking before claiming Bator's attention again. "Could you teach me sometime? We had some dueling taught at Hogwarts but the teacher could hardly hold his wand, little alone do anything useful with it, so if you could it'd be splendid. If it isn't too much to ask that is..."Harry babbled on, his excitement, anxiety and tension all pouring through in an endless flood of words it was a wonder anyone could make anything out of it.
Bill shook his head slightly as he reclined back against the couch, observing the two for now as he thought things through once more. On one hand Bator seemed to be every bit the aristocrat like the Malfoys, Zabini and Nott. Posh and proper with a stick up his arse so far he could probably taste it, but on the other hand whenever he would interact with Harry he either played his part admirably, or he actually did light up and loose his iciness entirely, the whole situation was quite a puzzle, good thing Bill enjoyed puzzles then.
Inclining his head back to let out a laugh, this one proper and bubbly that carried over to his words. "Nagyon finom vagy!" Bator exclaimed, although his laughter died down upon noticing the look he was receiving.
Harry's brows were knit together and his lips thinned down to a small line, obviously being laughed at after his outburst wasn't appreciated, but so far the teen remained still, just looking at the other, letting his next move determine everything from then on. "What did you just say?..."The embarrassed teen murmured aloud in a low voice that did very little to completely hide away his agitation.
From the side Bill still watched, like a tactician looking at the map plotting his next move, and as the tension spiked a part of him felt giddy that perhaps done and screwed himself over now.
Still holding his smile Bator set his left hand down to grip the armrest as he leaned forward,r reaching his right hand over to gently try and tap his index finger against the tip of Harry's nose, but the teen pulled back just in time, leaving the other hanging. Normally such an act of defiance would of dug out a firm response from him, but as it was Bator simply smiled and bowed his head in apology.
"I am terribly sorry for accidentally offending you, i did not mean it like that at all." He started, holding his eyes set firmly upon Harry's knees where the teens hands were busy kneading the fabric of his pants. For a while Harry said nor did anything, but since he did not hear an explanation to what was said he flicked his hand in an upwards motion to get the other to look up at him.
Returning to looking at Harry again Bator withdrew his right hand, setting it over his own knee. "Well...what did you mean with it then..." Harry spoke-up as his eyes lowered, lest he look at the other dead in the eyes, he didn't feel upto that at all.
Taking in a small breath Bator shook his head, the smile he had held earlier still lingering, though not as honest as it had been a moment back. "I said that you are sveet...Your enthusiasm especially." Bator said as calmly as ever, waiting for Harry to look up again.
Snapping his head up the moment those words left the others lips, the blush he had before returning with a vengeance to heat up his face from forehead to shoulders and Bator had to really fight to suppress the growl of delight before it left him, opting to just widening his smile as he leaned back again. "As for your question...Yes, i would love to teach you vhenever you have the time for it." The oldest int he room said with a nod of his head.
About to ask something more Bill snapped his jaws shut as Molly announced that food was to be served and that everyone should go outside. "Ah, would there be room for an additional student in this little group of yours?," Bill inquired instead as he got up, still keeping his attention on Bator as he got up, and offered a hand to Harry to help him up as well.
With the teen firmly on his feet Bator turned to his gifting, lifting the small bag from the floor before addressing the red-head again, letting out a small scoff. "I suppose i could, but I'd like to know what you do for a living, to better estimate what to teach then." Bator shot back, letting Bill take point as he followed Harry.
Guiding the way over to the outside where the meal was set, Bill chuckled softly, shooting a glance over his shoulder at the two. "Well i have been a curse-breaker for several years now, if that says anything." He called back before stepping outside, missing the brief glimpse of a grin that over-took the elders face.
The large table was set on the front lawn, the cloth charmed to tick tot he table so the light breeze wouldn't cause havoc with the setting. Ron and Ginny were setting down the glasses when the three emerged, Harry moving over to them to see if there was ANYTHING he could do, but it swiftly went downhill what with Ginny jabbing at him over his companion and Ron snickering about and participating in on it.
While the younger ones scuffled about Bill and Bator stood to the side going through about dueling, Bator's achievements and his own developments as far as spellwork went in such hectic, yet co-ordinated environment, going at it as Molly and the twins arrived, bringing in the food, as well as the late arriving Arthur.
Introducing himself to the Lord of the house Bator presented his bringings to the male before they would sit down and get ready to eat, everybody missing the fact that the floo flared inside the house, even Molly and Arthur as the keeper of the wards. Food was being passed along until the door opened from within to reveal a tired looking Charlie who held a smile as he took in the scene before him that is until a scent, and sight, all to familiar hit him and his expression went icy.
"Charlie, you're back!?" Harry exclaimed from his seat, standing up as everybody turned their attentions tot he new arrival, Molly smiling warmly as did Arthur and the rest of the Weasleys, the only ones not smiling were Bator and Charlie who were locked in a firm stare-down, one wondering what the other was doing here, the other scolding himself for doing such a poor job in getting rid of the competition.
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Author note: Sorry it took me forever! But I'm back with my crappy writing again ^^; don't worry, I'm gonna pick up the quality again! Also Staar, don't you worry, I'll gladly keep writing to get your gleeful comments :) SORRY!!! i´ve been terribly slow lately....i blame work..everything was fine when i could sit down and just write away.....i am terribly sorry!!
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