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Of Potions and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Draco Views: 30533 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Draco sat down happily, smiling at Pansy and Blaise. “And how are my two best friends this lovely morning?”

Pansy smirked. “Well, somebody had a nice dream.” She said in response.

Draco flushed. “Yes, but that’s beside the point. The point is, I really do want to know how you two are. Any news?” He asked.

Blaise smirked. “There will be when the post comes in.” He said simply.

Pansy’s eyes gleamed. “Oh, really?” She asked.

Blaise shrugged and looked up as the post arrived.

His owl came in along with the others and deposited a small box tied shut with a Slytherin green ribbon into Pansy’s lap before leaving. The bird was notoriously aloof, but it served Blaise well.

Pansy met his eyes and smiled brightly. “You are an absolute doll, Blaise. I love you.” She said happily, opening the box and slipping the gloves on.

Blaise flushed, though his dark skin hid it well. “Yes, well, we now have a long time before you can do anything about it.” He said in amusement.

“We’ll live with it. And besides, the weather’s still nice. There’s no rule that says a picnic lunch by the lake can’t be one of our dates. We’re not necessarily restricted to Hogsmeade weekends.” Pansy said lightly. “And besides that, the rules state I can’t kiss you on the lips.” She said, trailing her eyes down Blaise’s body as she murmured: “But there are other kinds of kisses…”

Draco groaned. “Don’t talk about stretching the rules in front of me, please. My suitor won’t let me.” He said sadly.

Pansy raised a brow at him. “That’s your problem, Draco dear.”

Blaise coughed. “Yes, well, you wanted the stickler for the rules. And it’s only for a short time. Once you finish your dates, maybe he’ll give you more leeway.” He said in amusement.

“Not likely.” Draco groused, stabbing at his eggs. “He’s already told me all forms of sex will wait until the consummation. I’m going to try to change his mind on that, but it’s anyone’s guess as to whether or not I’ll be successful.”

Pansy snickered. “If anyone can get him to renege on that, it’ll be you.” She said.

Draco sighed. “Pansy, I certainly hope you’re right.”

*****

This time, the box held six spiders.

Harry grimaced. “So how many times are we going to work with spiders?” He asked.

Severus narrowed his eyes. “Eager to start killing ‘fluffy little bunnies,’ are we?” He asked.

Harry sighed and shook his head. “No, I just want to know how long we’re going to be working on the same curse. I only need to cast it the once.”

“We are going to work on it until both of you can cast it ten times and still stay on your feet. You’re both young, your magical cores can adapt. If you find that you’re using more power than you have at the ready, your cores will rectify that by allowing you access to more of your magic. In day-to-day life, a wizard generally only uses a small percentage of their power, but you have access to a lot more than you’d think. Last time, one curse made you tired and dizzy, but this time, you should be able to cast it twice or thrice before the same thing happens. As you need more power each time you come here, the power will become available to you.” Severus answered.

“So this is so we’ll be strong enough to keep going after we cast it?” Draco asked.

Severus nodded. “That, and so that you can cast it as many times as needed. If you come across someone you cannot simply incapacitate, you are allowed to kill, but try to take them out non-fatally, first.” He told the blond.

Draco nodded. “I understand. I’ll try not to kill anyone unless I have to.”

Harry nodded and raised his wand. “All right, so three for me and three for Draco?” He checked.

“Correct. Try for three, but do not feel discouraged if you can only manage two. Some magical cores expand faster than others.” Severus said, stepping up behind Harry in case he was needed to keep him on his feet afterward.

Harry cast the curse on one spider, took a deep breath, cast it again, and groaned. “I hate the way it makes me feel.” He said, panting, obviously trying not to be sick.

Severus nodded. “That’s a good thing. It means you have little risk of becoming addicted to the Dark Arts.” He said approvingly.

Harry nodded and raised his wand. “So, one more time. Avada Kedavra!”

The last spider that was his met the same end the other two had.

Draco stepped up beside him and peered in the box. The three remaining spiders were running around in panic. “Oh, look, you’ve scared them! How am I supposed to kill them now, when they’re running around like crazy?!”

Severus peered around him and cast a quick immobulus on the three remaining spiders.

Draco smiled. “Oh, yeah. I could have done that.” He said lightly.

Severus huffed out a breath in amusement. “Brat. Cast the curse.”

Draco raised his wand and cast it once, then turned to Harry. “I have no idea what you mean. It doesn’t give you a rush?” He asked.

Harry shook his head.

“And that is why the Dark Arts are not taught here. That is the feeling you’ll feel if you’re in danger of becoming addicted to them. Try to ignore the adrenaline rush, Draco. Again.”

Draco shrugged, and cast it again, then straightened as the room tilted alarmingly. “Oh!” He said, falling backward.

Luckily, Severus was behind him and caught him before he could hit the ground.

Severus hummed. “Apparently your magical core is not going to expand as readily as Potter’s is. That’s alright, it will expand, it will just be slow. Potter, since Draco will need extra time to reach the goal of three castings, you may stay in your common room on Thursday. I will work with Draco alone, and we will all meet up the following Tuesday.” He said.

Harry nodded, then stopped as the room seemed to spin. “Okay.” He said instead. “Can I go now?”

Severus nodded, leading Draco to the chair behind his desk. “Yes, you may go.” He said. He sat Draco down and leaned against his desk. “You, My Brat, need to be careful.” He said lowly.

Draco looked up at him. “I know. Father already explained it to me. We’re a Dark family, it’s already in our blood, and it can drive one to madness if we indulge it too much. Plus, since my mother was a Black, it can drive me to madness faster than most.” He said softly.

Severus nodded. “I don’t want you to fall victim to it. You are important to me, Draco. I’m coming to care for you more and more. Promise me you’ll be careful.”

Draco smiled. “Of course I will. If I end up addicted to the Dark Arts, I can’t have you. You’re more important to me than any feeling I can get from casting Dark curses.” He said, standing up. “And I feel well enough to get back to my room now. Thank you, Severus.” He leaned in and kissed Severus on the cheek. “It’s wonderful to know you care so much. Good night.” He said, heading for the door.

“Sleep well, Draco.” Severus said to him as the door closed behind him. He put the remaining spider in a small jar and vanished the box with a sigh. ‘That boy may very well be the death of me.’

*****

“So, how are the extra lessons going?” Lucius asked Severus as the man sat down to breakfast.

Severus sighed, but responded in a quiet murmur. “Potter is doing well; he successfully cast the killing curse three times last night. Draco was able to cast it twice, but he nearly passed out after the second one. I’m trying to help them to expand their magical cores, but I can see that while it will come easily to Potter, Draco will be more difficult.”

Lucius nodded. “I believe I know why. Draco may look more like me, but his disposition is very much from his mother, and Narcissa always was delicate. If you intend to expand his magical core, the best way to do it is to coax more power out of it, not force it. It will need to be gradual. The Potter boy, on the other hand, is a veritable powerhouse, and he seems to have an easier time adapting.” He remarked.

Severus hummed in agreement. “On another note, does Draco enjoy dancing?” He asked.

Lucius smirked. “Why do you ask?”

“I was thinking of taking him to Guiseppe’s, but I do not want to take him there if he will not enjoy himself.” Severus said.

“He does know how to dance. As for enjoying it, I think he simply requires the right partner.” Lucius said lightly. “I know he’d enjoy dancing with you. By all means, take him and see for yourself.”

Severus smirked. “I think I will. By the way, after Potter left last night-“

“I think this is something I’m not going to want to hear. Am I right?” Lucius asked.

“On the contrary, I think this is something that needs to be said. Draco and I discussed the fact that he feels a rush when performing the Dark Arts. He said you’ve told him of the dangers inherent in them?” Severus asked lowly.

Lucius smiled. “Ah, that. Yes, well, something needed to be said when I began teaching him over the summer a year and a half ago. He’s half a Black, and I didn’t want my son to succumb to the Black madness.” He shook his head. “Narcissa was always the most level-headed of them, but even she had a touch of madness about her, as evidenced by her leaving me and never once looking into how her own son is doing.” He hissed.

Severus shook his head. “It’s better that he have a clean break from her. This way, he knows what she’s about, and she can’t hurt him later. In the long run, her callousness will make him stronger. There is every chance he will meet her on a battlefield one day, and it’s better that he have no ties of loyalty left that she can take advantage of. She’s a master manipulator, and you know she’d use his heart against him if she could.”

“Yes.” Lucius agreed softly. “For her own gain.”

Severus clapped a hand onto his shoulder. “She’s in the past for both of you now. Don’t let thoughts of her cast a pall over your life now that she’s finally gone from it. You’re free of her; enjoy it.” He said.

Lucius nodded and smiled. “I intend to. Moreover, I fully intend to find myself a lover sometime soon, though it may have to wait until the school year ends. I’ve been finding myself drawn to someone I should not be.”

Severus’ brow rose. “One of the students?” He asked.

Lucius chuckled. “Not just any student: Potter.” He confirmed. “He’s lovely, but I cannot afford to indulge myself with him. Gryffindors put too much meaning into relationships to have a casual affair with one, and he’d be the worst to try and dally with. What if I ended up giving him a claiming bite in the heat of passion? We’d end up bound for life, and I don’t think I could stand him for that long.”

Severus chuckled. “No, I don’t think any true Slytherin could.”

Lucius sighed. “He truly is lovely, though. If I could, I’d love to have him in my bed for a month or so.”

“That way lies disaster. Try not to think about it.” Severus advised.

“Of course. I know better, Severus, never fear.” Lucius said with a smile.

*****

Harry was about ready to start pulling his hair out, when the door to the Room of Requirement opened and Draco came in.

“Well, hello. I didn’t expect to see you here, but great minds think alike, I suppose.” The blond drawled, smirking.

Harry smiled. “Draco, thank God! I need help with Potions again.” He said in a desperate tone.

Draco snorted. “Yes, I’m fine, thank you. How are you?” He asked dryly.

“I already told you, I need help! Prat. Come on, I'm begging you for help, here!” Harry said, clasping his hands in front of his chest.

Draco sighed and sat on the couch, facing Harry. “So, what’s the assignment?” He asked, looking at Harry’s paper.

“What are ten poisons that cannot be cured by bezoar, and why?” Harry said.

Draco raised a brow. “Ten? Severus is asking a bit much, there’s only thirteen of them altogether. What have you got so far?”

Harry pursed his lips. “Well, there’s Death’s Cap, but it doesn’t say why anywhere, and I’ve been looking for that, so I haven’t found any others, yet.” He explained.

Draco sighed and opened the book to the instructions to Death’s Cap. “What do you see?” He asked patiently.

Harry frowned, looking over the instructions. “What am I looking for..? Oh!” His eyes widened and he snatched the book up. “Is this for real? Why would ground bezoar be used in a poison? Wouldn’t that just negate all the ingredients before it?”

Draco smirked. “No. The Moondew inverts the properties of the bezoar, and using a bezoar after ingesting it would only accelerate the poison’s spread, causing the victim to die faster, rather than halting it.” He said smugly.

Harry frowned. “Wow. That sucks.” He said mildly.

“It does, but that’s the beauty of Potions: you can change what an ingredient does by adding the right thing at the right time.” Draco told him brightly.

Harry looked at him. “You sound remarkably happy. What happened?”

Draco grinned. “Oh, I’ve just been having a good day. It happens from time to time. You’ll get used to it.”

“I think it’ll take me a while to get used to this. You’re all… Bubbly and excitable. It’s really not like you.” Harry said, wondering if someone had confunded Draco.

Draco rolled his eyes. “It is, you just don’t know me very well yet. Usually only the Slytherins see me like this, but I trust you. You won’t turn on me, so I can let you see me even when I’m in a good mood. I usually have to hide my good moods from everyone else, so be proud you’re getting to see it. That’s why I came here. Pansy and Blaise are sick of me being so ‘disgustingly happy’ and they told me to go away so they could get their homework done in peace.” He explained.

“Well, their loss is my gain, I suppose.” Harry said with a shrug.

“Aww, that’s so sweet! Come here, you!” Draco hugged Harry.

Harry froze, blinking. Okay, this was weird. “Um, Draco..?”

Draco snorted. “Come on, hug me back.” He said impatiently.

Harry wrapped his arms around Draco, giving him a quick squeeze.

“There, see, that wasn’t so bad, now was it?” Draco asked, releasing him. “And just so you know, now that I’ve hugged you, you have to stay friends with me, or I’ll have to kill you. I need to keep my reputation as an evil Slytherin safe somehow, and hugging people doesn’t help with the image.”

Harry shook his head. “I still say you’re acting weird.”

Draco shrugged, still smiling. “You’ll get used to it. It’ll just take time.” He told Harry lightly.

“About the rest of this assignment…”

“Okay, there’s two more that call for Moondew, which will reverse the effects of any bezoars used, and those are the Draught of Nightshade and the Honor’s End…”
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