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Harco Empire	By : Toddy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 34430 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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[Note: conversation =: “speech” & ‘thoughts’ & *telepathy* & #Parseltongue# & {telephone}]
~~~ RELATIONSHIP ~~~
Brightness and Draco said goodbye to Harry, picked up Draco’s ’stick and made a wobbly take-off in the wake of the other two. Brightness clung hard to Draco because it was a new experience for him. Draco was somewhat incommoded because the satyr’s stem was riding in his crack, and his nervous passenger gripped his cock hard. They spent nearly two hours flying around and working out the limits of the barrier wards; trying to place them where they could make use of the natural formations.
They landed and, despite being pressed to stay, Draco and Theodorakis flew back to the mountain hut. Draco privately knew that if he stayed various sexual scenes might be promulgated and he wanted to have some sleep to be ready to greet his lover suitably in the morning. He also ensured that Theodorakis was tucked in before going to bed himself.
~~~ NEW ARRIVALS ~~~
It was still dark when Draco received a mental alarm call from his lover: *Wake up, Lazybones, switch on the homing beacon please. We’ve no idea where you are*.
D: *Merlin … And I was having such a nice dream too*.
H: *Was it a sexy one*?
D: *No, but you were in it. We were flying the duple over the mountains and I was showing you various interesting places*.
H: *Great – I’ve brought the duple with me, so now you’ll be able to do it for real, but not until we’ve bathed and rested*.
By this time a naked Draco had gone outside and set up the beacon. *I’m switching the beacon on now*.
H: *Got it! See you in a few secs*.
As Draco rushed back and put on some shorts, Theodorakis’ alarm call was a long series of apparition cracks.
Harry landed first and ran towards Draco giving him a big wet kiss. After a couple of minutes, they disengaged.
“Hmm … Lover … You stink.” Draco wrinkled his nose: “Fancy trying out the mountain pool, it’s quite warm and I’ve got a couple of dry towels for us.”
“I said the washing facilities were a bit primitive, didn’t I. The tanks were full when we started off but in the early evening they ran dry. I’m looking forward to bathing close to you, have you got the soap?”
“Yes; our favourite; follow me please Mr Potter, I’m looking forward to personally lathering you. How did the orgy with Dean and Seamus go?”
“All right, but I kept closing my eyes and wishing it were you.”
“Hmm … Same here when Theo did it to me. Like you suggested, it cooled him down for meeting the two Bolithos. Although I think Brill was feeling him up whilst they were making the map. They’re not uptight about displaying themselves, but then their phalli are always upright.”
“This water’s lovely and warm. Different cultures I suppose, like the centaurs. Then again, they have different sexes – you should see their dongs when they get worked up.”
“I have, and I’m glad yours isn’t as big as that. I like it just as it is.”
“Yes; I know you do by the way you’re caressing it. Behave yourself, pool etiquette, you know. However, we could share in a tent; I saw some of the elves pitching them.”
“That’s a good idea.” Draco reached for the towels and the magely pair wrapped them loosely round their bodies, disguising their eager prongs.
In the tent they shared their true loving feelings before snoozing in each other’s arms.
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They were woken by someone serving coffee to them. The aroma entered Draco’s nostrils and he made an appreciative sniff. Then he opened his eyes:
“Wake up, Harry, we’ve got visitors,”
“Mm-what? Oh …” #So good to meet you. Which one’s Brill and which one’s Bright#?
BL: #You use Sacred Speech, how nice. I’m Brill, this is my partner Bright#.
H: #Draco can understand whilst he’s listening to my thoughts, but he’ll have to make contact if he wants to speak. I must say you have two delightful appendages. No wonder my Lover was enthusiastic#.
D: *Show them yours, Lover. Then they can compare*.
H: #Draco says we have to be equal#. Harry smirked a Malfoy smirk and pushed the bedclothes down revealing the partners’ excited state.
BR: #My, my! Pan will be drooling if you both come before him like that. Come to think of it I am too#.
H: #I agree with you Bright. Very nice, however we have things to do together for the good of our races. Maybe some entertainment might be arranged once things are completed#.
Brilliance was also eying Harry’s hard-on appreciatively.
H: #Okay, I agree. Let us get dressed … Oh … Um … We don’t need to do we? Okay let’s share some breakfast and then we’ll get started#.
BR: #It’s nearly lunch time, Harry#.
H: #Fine, but let us eat something, we didn’t get much sleep coming here and we lay in this morning#.
So it was that four naked beings shared a meal in the fairly capacious tent, before exposing themselves to the rest. Naturally Kreacher had made sure everyone knew what to expect. So when the four emerged everyone was naked, but not aroused.
“Just like being at the cottage on a hot Saturday,” Ronald was heard to remark.
However, he did get a bit het-up when he was properly introduced to the satyrs. After an experiment it was the ladies’ breasts that were their receptors. Theodorakis had had his magic quills working, so there were a number of sketch maps to be shared.
As a courtesy Harry suggested that the group went to call on Pan at the cave.
BR: #Good idea Harry. We discussed that possibility at our meeting and there is no need for you to become engorged. Draco has informed us that it is considered bad form in your society and we would not want to cause embarrassment#.
Harry told the troops and they heaved a sigh of relief. They then mounted up and flew to the enclave.
After greeting Pan and some of the other Bolithos they formed duos on the broomsticks and flew round the suggested route of the barrier. They also did a quick count of the dragon trees that would be inside the enclave; working out that there would be at least three days’ work preparing the site. They also worked out which trees it would be a good idea to swap back and then left it to Ronald and Blaise to work out the moves that would be most economical.
~~~ DINNER ~~~
After the survey the satyrs offered dinner. Over the meal a lot of discussion took place as how much room was needed, what kind of barriers would be useful, how high and far the wild goats could jump, how easy it would be to catch or move them, and which individual trees to exchange. Eventually Blaise and Hamish made a model of the terrain agreed upon plus the disputed extra areas. In the end the satyrs obtained more space than Draco thought they really needed. When he mentally grumbled to his partner about it; Harry reminded him that they had to allow some extra for flock expansion or very dry weather when the goats’ food supply might be sparse.
It was obvious to everybody that they would be working on the very edge of thaumic-technology so Saturday was set aside for many experiments.
~~~ SATURDAY ~~~
The Smiling ones and some of the satyrs went into a huddle with their musical instruments, experimenting with goat charms to see if they could lure the wild goats away. They even tried discordances as a way of herding them to new places.
Dean and Seamus took some others on their broomsticks and went to plan physical barriers across some of the more inaccessible goat tracks; occasionally making the other workers jump by blasting rocks away to make a ledge track into a sheer rock face.
Astoria, Hermione, Ronald, Hamish and Probert had some herders with them experimenting with the tame goats to see what magical barriers the goats would not pass through. Charlie joined them, providing information about the dragon wards used at the sanctuary. Kreacher and Grammarian became involved with this group and supplied some much needed elf-charm knowledge.
Blaise, Hannah and Neville with Paulus as interpreter were leading a group of magi-botanists to see how best to transfer the dragon trees away from the enclave and where to find suitable trees to replace them, bearing in mind size and ecological effects. They also became enthused by the unusual species of flora they were finding.
Draco, Harry, Brightness and Brilliance, flew round the mixed groups encouraging, appeasing, and allotting volunteers. The result of all this activity was that the dragons, not being repulsed by the miasma and apparently being shy creatures, kept well away from the forming enclave. They were also encouraged to do so by the duty dragon-herders.
Another group formed around Michael, Amicus and Gareth; finding the minimum force necessary in stinging hexes to prod the wild goats. They found, inter alia, that goats had an aversion to bees, wasps and mosquitos; so they tried some experiments making insect noises.
At lunch time they ate alfresco with the various groups reporting their progress followed by the usual Dumbledorian chatter.
“Harry?” Crassus asked, during the conversation: “Where are we going to church tomorrow?”
A couple of the last members to arrive spoke up and said that they thought they had seen the top of a church complex catching the rising sun in a valley quite a few miles away. Harry and Draco were volunteered to go and find out about the services. They flew off on the duple under the cover of the cloak because they did not want to startle any rural muggles.
~~~ ECCLESIASTICAL ~~~
Eventually they found a road in a valley which Harry though he recognised from the first reconnaissance flight. By the sound of the description, they decided to go upstream and after an hour’s flying found a village with a number of religious buildings nearby. Finding a quiet place in some trees to land Harry pocketed the cloak and Draco miniaturised the duple. They went walkabout.
Having sussed out that they were in a monastery with a lot of sightseers; there were a number of churches, all of which was a little confusing. What confused them more were the notices. They were in the Bulgarian language; they could recognise one set of letters, but not the content. The other set of letters were totally foreign to them.
“I think those must be Cyrillic,” posited Draco: “Not that they give us much of a clue even in the letters we do recognise.”
“That looks like a list of days, so my bet would be that the top one is Sunday.”
“A reasonable supposition, Harry, but are those service times or opening times? I should think that Easter services might have a special notice.”
Someone cleared his throat behind them and they looked round. There was a man in ecclesiastical garb.
“I speak little English. Can I aid you?”
“Thank you – There are a group of us who wish to attend divine service tomorrow on Sunday.”
“Tomorrow we celebrate Andrew Stratelates.”
“Oh! I have not heard of that Saint… Anyway; our group normally attends every Sunday. What time is the service please?”
“How big the group, please?”
“About thirty people.” Harry indicated with his hands – fingers spread three times.
“You want private service?”
“We thought to join in with the villagers.”
“Villagers service you no understand, very crowded, no talking. Private Service, small church, explain in English, yes?”
The mages got the drift and Draco replied: “Private Service, yes please. At what time?” He pointed to his watch.
A stilted conversation took place, during which the ecclesiast suggested times when other groups were attending and Draco sorted the time to suit their group. Eventually nine thirty was agreed.
“Bascha Vasil me. Bachkovski Monastery this.” The ecclesiast held out his hand.
“Draco Malfoy, pleased to meet you.” They shook. *He’s like John – got the tingle*.
Harry followed suit.
“Mages very welcome. Most in Bulgaria, gone; dead. Where you from?”
“From England.”
“Why you here?”
“To help magical friends in the mountains.”
“I hear story of goat people, from villagers. Nearly two years here.”
“We’re here to help hide them.”
“Good. Before hunters go out – too many stories told. To meet them I would like?”
H: *Hogwarts-type occlusion ward needed. Do you think Brill and Bright might come to meet him*?
D: *We can only ask*.
Vasil had been ruminating whilst the partners swapped thoughts: “Ah … England … So … Easter one week earlier than ours. Christmas two weeks.”
“Of course!” Draco slapped his forehead: “This is Orthodox Church territory; they usually celebrate the major festivals on different weeks. I should have known.”
“Procession, Friday, you join?”
“Procession?”
“Yes! Icon to hiding-hole take. Big festival here. Many people.”
“We will ask our friends and tell you tomorrow.”
A bell started ringing.
“To meeting I go. Goodbye. See you Sunday.”
They wished Vasil goodbye and ambled around trying to identify a place where the Dumbledorians might apparate without raising too many suspicions. In the end they decided on three or four places; so that they could come under the cloak and see which was the most private and then set up a homing beacon.
~~~ RETURN ~~~
It was almost dinner time when they arrived at camp, so Draco and Harry waited until everyone was eating to report back. This time the Dumbledorians were entertaining a number of the satyrs including the two Bolithos at the camp site. Of course the satyrs wanted to know about church; Paulus and Harry had a hissing session with them trying to explain the subtleties.
#We would like to come with you, Harry#, Brightness suggested.
H: #I think Bascha Vasil would like to meet you. You know that you will have to wear clothes don’t you#?
BR: #Yes, I’m looking forward to it; like the flying, it’s something new#.
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“You know; Harry and Draco, that having to hide the satyrs has made our job much easier,” Hamish asserted: “The result will be similar to the Hogwarts wards, which repel all creatures unless invited in. We think to mirror the mountains so that any stray muggle will not realise any change, but will not be able to enter. Those wards stop animals both ways, keeping the magical ones’ goats in and all others out. As Charlie already has a medallion we will add a special extra to that and all ours. Then we propose to make four special medallions which the duty rangers can wear. What do the incumbents need?”
Harry had another hissing conversation and came up with five – four for the duty Bolithos and one for Pan.
“We’ve developed a multi-pronged idea for moving the wild goats, based on discordant tunes, insect buzzes and stinging hexes,” Crassus explained whilst Harry and Paulus translated for the satyrs.
“We’ve found a tunnel which, with some careful hollowing out, will exit into the defile,” Dean told them: “It cuts underneath the proposed line of the wards. With a suitable glamour at its outer end, it would make an admirable entrance into the enclave. Because the defile is regularly used by various animals, there should be no tell-tale marks to betray the entrance.”
“I and my team will fabricate that,” offered Justin.
“We propose ter make a ledge path for the wild goats, leading round the cliff and thus avoiding the secluding wards,” reported Seamus: “There is one problem, however. There is a vee hanging valley which cuts across it, with a stream in its bottom.”
Brilliance, who had been holding hands with Harry for thought transference purposes, hissed at Harry: “Brill asks if a dam could be built there and then disguised,” the mage translated: “He suggests that the pool behind it would be a useful source of water for the irrigation of their crops. He also suggests that the overflow be made to look like a waterfall and thus regain the stream’s original course.”
Seamus nodded vigorously at the Bolitho and gave him a thumbs-up. “The rock we excavate for the ledge path can be used ter build the dam and the wards can run along the top – great idea, mate.”
Various other ideas were discussed and agreed. On Sunday, after church, the wards and glamours would be attempted. Such a large undertaking would need the two Blakes combined strength, and the linking to other mages was worked out. On top of that Paulus had an idea how they could harness the Satyrs musical magic. Therefore, the ward making would be draining on everyone, but not as much. So the other items would be put off until later on in the week.
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As dusk was approaching, most of the satyrs went back to their cave, however the two B’s decided to stay in camp and were offered a tent next door to Harry’s and Draco’s. So, by the light of the bonfire various clothes were tried to see how best to disguise the pair of them for their excursion into the muggle world. Hiding their phalli was the problem because the tips reached above their waistline. In the end Hermione suggested they used loose dresses a little like maternity outfits. That helped greatly, and also enabled the two of them to wear ladies’ hats to disguise their horns,
BL: #After all; we can be classed as either sex, for we have attributes of both#.
Harry got a fit of the giggles and was unable to translate. Luckily Draco had been listening in to his lover’s thoughts, and was less amused – so he told the rest of the company.
Draco and Harry placed a silence charm around their tent, because they knew that some of their antics that night would be noisy. They enjoyed themselves immensely and even left time for enough recuperative sleep afterwards.
~~~ SUNDAY 19^TH ~~~
After a communal bath in the pool and a hearty breakfast; Draco and Harry apparated first; taking with them a homing beacon. They appeared where they had first landed and, to their surprise, found Vasil there.
“Dobro outro, Mages. I feel magic here – not good place to appear – please to come with me?”
They greeted Vasil and followed him.
“This court, very private, doors locked.” Vasil went through an arched passageway and unlocked a door so that they could enter a gravel floored courtyard. The windows of the surrounding buildings were tightly shuttered and there was a small fountain tinkling in the centre of the area. The door came out into a cloister whose pillars had vines climbing up them, and shaded seats were against the buildings’ walls. The sun was shining brilliantly on one wall making its eastern counterpart almost black by contrast. The cloister beneath this was in dark shadow; it was here that Vasil pointed.
“Listen for bells – cracks not heard then,” he suggested: “Nor mages appearing, seen. First bell gives quarter hour call.”
Harry indicated that he understood and Vasil departed through the door.
Seven minutes later a clangour started. Draco activated the beacon and during the noise all the mages plus the two Bolitho’s arrived. Each Dumbledorian had their prayer book with them. Because Ronald and Hermione had a smattering of learned Parseltongue they, with Paulus, were explaining some of the contents to Brilliance and Brightness, whilst the group sat under the cloister contemplating and awaiting the Bascha.
Vasil arrived and, after greeting them, explained something about the service. He also handed out some explanatory notes which had the Bulgarian phrases linked to Latin ones – thus the mages could identify the English counterparts. As they followed the monk into the church Hermione, Ronald and Paulus coached the two satyrs in the responses. Four of the mages were able to read some Cyrillic and coached the others.
The service followed roughly the same order of the rite they were familiar with at St. Godric’s. There was a small choir who sang the responsorial beautifully. Following Vasil’s lead they kissed the icons and received the host in the Orthodox way – standing. The chapel in which they were accommodated had a highly-coloured royal-screen, behind which the altar could be seen. The screen had images of the saints upon it, and afterwards Vasil explain their significance. They also found out that this monastery had been the place where Saint Kiril had – by divine inspiration –inaugurated the Glagolitic alphabet which formed the base from which Cyrillic script appeared.
The service and the subsequent visit took four hours because they were invited to stay for lunch. This was taken in the refectory under the beautiful panorama mural. Between courses Vasil explained the significance of the various depictions. During this explanation Brilliance asked Hermione a hissing question; Vasil heard it and hissed back at the Bolitho. Everyone looked askance at the monk.
H: #Do you realise that you can speak Parseltongue#?
V: #What is that#?
H: #The language we are using now#.
V: #Oh! I hadn’t realised that I was. Is it something special#?
H: #Yes. Very few people can do so instinctively and it is usually a sign that a person has magical propensities. Even so, there are very few mages who can do it. Have you ever been trained in magic#?
V: #I didn’t know one could. However, I would not have dared to talk about it during the Communist era – it was hard enough being a Christian – never mind anything else#.
All this time Draco had been listening in to Harry’s thoughts and, with the help of Paulus had relayed the gist of the conversation.
H: #Do you know of anyone else like you, magic wise – that is#?
V: #No – How can you tell#?
H: #The tingle when we shook hands#.
V: #One of the old bishops had it. Gavril was killed in the Stalinist times – at least we think he was. People just disappeared at night. A car engine would be heard and a few slamming doors; we were just pleased that it was not our doors slamming. After that our seminary was closed and I was sent here. The synod had guessed that the place where we were, was on the hit list and so reacted first. It was God’s guidance, I believe. The D.S. raided the compound three days later. Some paperwork had been left for them to find, but it was a false trail. Somehow a number of their agents’ particulars had become mixed with the re-written files – I think that put them off the scent. Maybe being here to stay in a cultural monument saved me. Every day I thank our creator for saving me and my other brothers and sisters#.
BR: #We think that your Parseltongue gift has been conferred for a reason. So that you can be a contact for us in our new sanctuary, Vasil. You will be very welcome to enter our home cave#.
H: #Be prepared for a shock, Vasil. They go round naked and their attributes are very obvious#.
V: #I think I’ve seen many shocking things in my life, which many others have not. I was part of the team who went to comfort those who were released from the D.S’s clutches. Some were in a very sorry state all of them were naked too. I still have nightmares about the things that had been done to them. However, the Good Lord has lessened the pangs and now it looks as though he has another task for me. I think it will be a happier one too#.
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