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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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“Ready for this?” Draco asked for the third time as they headed up the stairs toward the Defense classroom.
“For the last time, yes!” Harry hissed. “I don’t even like him as much as you seem to think I do-“
“Oh, that’s a lie!” Draco interrupted. “You were staring at him in class today. Staring! And he was looking at you an awful lot, too, you know…” Draco said with a smirk.
Harry flushed. “Shut up. He’s too not my type, I already told you! We’d never suit, so all we’ll ever do is look. Don’t read so much into it, or you’re going to be disappointed!” He hissed.
Draco snickered. “I don’t think so. There’s something there, whether you’re going to admit it or not.”
Harry sighed. “Listen, do you even know if he’s attracted to men? He had a wife, remember? Your mother? Remember her?”
“Oh, he’s attracted, alright. Trust me, I can tell.” Draco said firmly, latching onto Harry’s elbow and using it to drag him up the stairs faster.
They got to the top and Harry sighed. “It’s not going to happen.” He said.
Draco looked him over. “Not with you looking like that, it’s not. Bite your lips.” He said, reaching out and pinching Harry’s cheeks.
“Bite my—What are you doing?!” Harry asked, slapping his hands away.
“Making you look better. Bite. Your. Lips.” Draco ordered.
Harry slapped his hands away from his face again. “I’m not going to-“
The door opened and Draco stopped fussing with Harry as Harry turned to face Lucius, whose hair was already tied back.
“Hi, Father!” Draco said brightly.
Harry flushed. “Hello, Sir.” He said, mostly to his feet.
Lucius raised a brow at them. “Fighting already?” He asked. “I thought your new friendship would last longer than that.”
Harry glared at Draco, then sighed. “We weren’t really fighting-“
Draco shrugged. “We had a difference of opinion, but it’ll straighten itself out in time.” He said, stepping into the room and pulling Harry along with him. “We’ll have to get you around him without you being on the potion, somehow.” He whispered into Harry’s ear.
Harry pulled away, his wings erupting from his back as soon as the door was closed. He hissed at Draco. “Would you stop that?!” He asked furiously.
Draco raised an eyebrow. “Alright, fine. If it means that much to you, I’ll stop.” He said in surprise.
Lucius cleared his throat, watching as Draco’s wings emerged less violently. “Is there a problem?” He asked.
Draco shook his head. “Not anymore, Father. We’ve come to an understanding.” He said, watching the still-irritated Harry, who was slowly relaxing by degrees.
“Indeed. Well, Mr. Potter, you seem to be in a fine mood to duel today. Shall we?” He asked, drawing his wand.
Harry nodded, drawing his wand and sliding into the offensive stance.
Lucius raised a brow, but took up the defensive stance without comment.
“Confringo!” Harry started off the duel, firing spells at Lucius so fast the man was kept on the defensive for a while, but after a few minutes of fending off spells, he saw his opening and took it, taking Harry out easily with a well-placed petrificus totalus.
Harry fell backward, hitting the floor with a ‘thud.’
Lucius smirked. “Lesson number one: don’t let anger get the best of you. Keep calm and rational under any circumstances. Cooler heads will always prevail.” He told Harry, lifting the curse and helping him up.
“Ow.” Harry complained, rubbing the back of his head.
“Some lessons can be painful.” Lucius agreed, fighting back a smile.
Draco snickered. Lucius turned to him. “Draco, your turn.” He said.
Draco gulped, but nodded, taking Harry’s place.
Now that Harry’s ire had cooled somewhat, he was looking forward to seeing what Lucius was capable of. He moved out of the way and watched the two Malfoys assess each other.
Draco took the defensive stance, leaving Lucius to take the offensive first.
Lucius started off the duel with incarcerous, which Draco dodged, then followed it with a stunner and rictusempra, the latter of which hit Draco and caused him to giggle madly until Lucius ended things by disarming him.
Lucius lifted the spell and returned Draco’s wand with a smile. “I haven’t heard that giggle in years.” He said fondly.
Draco flushed. “That was humiliating.” He said lowly. “Why did you do that in front of Harry?”
Lucius chuckled. “Surely it wasn’t all that bad?” He asked.
Draco sighed. “You did that on purpose.”
Lucius nodded. “Do you know why, Draco?”
“No, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.” Draco answered.
“The two of you need to learn that you can trust each other. The two of you by yourselves are both still weaker than most, considering your lack of experience. But there is a way to make yourselves stronger. Together, the two of you can be a formidable force. In order to form a cohesive unit, you two will need to learn to trust each other with your very lives. Draco, you were here when Harry was brought in, sick with his inheritance. You watched over him while he slept, and you spent time teaching him what it meant to be a Faurae. I’m quite sure he trusts you by now. But he’s only seen what you’ve allowed him to of you. You need to learn to trust him back. So, yes, I deliberately did something you would find humiliating. And now he has a choice: to tell everyone he knows that you giggle like a schoolgirl,”
Draco flushed a deep red.
“Or to keep silent and earn your trust in return. I want the two of you to duel each other now. Harmless spells only.” Lucius warned Draco, who nodded. “Watch each other. Observe how the other fights, and think of how you can cover their weak spots.” He said.
Harry grinned, sliding into the defensive stance. “We’ve never really dueled each other with this goal before.” He said.
Draco smirked, sliding into the offensive stance. “No. This’ll be fun.” He shot off a body-bind, which Harry dodged easily.
Harry shot a stunner at him, following it immediately with confringo, which Draco sidestepped just in time.
“Densaugeo!” Draco said, and Harry saw that he swung his arm just a bit too wide on that spell.
‘I’d have to distract someone’s attention from him if he were to use that spell in a duel, or they could easily take him out.’ Harry thought, sending a jelly-legs at Draco.
Draco cast protego, then tried to disarm him.
Harry quickly cast obice, and the spell hit the wall and fizzled out. Harry peeked around the wall and shot off another stupefy.
Draco dodged and ran toward the wall, coming around it and facing off with Harry again. He grinned and cast furnuculus, which Harry blocked with a protego.
Harry took the opportunity to dispel his obice and backed away a few paces, wand at the ready to fend off another curse from the blond.
“Come on, Potter. Try to hit me.” Draco taunted.
Harry snorted and cast levicorpus. Draco dodged it and tried to disarm him, but Harry blocked the curse with another protego and then quickly followed it with a stupefy, catching Draco full in the face with it.
The blond crumpled to the floor.
Harry raised a brow. “Wow. Really didn’t think that would work.” He said lightly.
Lucius laughed. “Well, wake him. You did the damage, so you can reverse it.”
Harry pointed his wand at Draco. “Rennervate.”
Draco’s eyelids fluttered and then opened. “Bloody hell, Potter, you pack a punch!” His eyes fell on his father, and he flushed. “Er…”
Lucius just shook his head and sighed. “Language, Draco.” He chastised.
“Right. Sorry.” Draco said, sitting up. “So, how did we do?” He asked in interest.
Lucius chuckled. “You both show promise, when fighting against each other. If you can manage to join forces, I’m sure you will be at least twice as strong as you are separately.” He commented.
Harry nodded. “I already saw one opening Draco leaves when he fights, but I only saw it the once, and I didn’t have a chance to take advantage, because he didn’t cast the same spell again.” He explained.
Lucius nodded. “Yes, I noticed the same. It’s a good thing he only casts that spell rarely.”
“So, what now?” Draco asked.
Lucius grinned. “Now you will both take me on. And this time, I’m not holding back.”
*****
Harry groaned as he came to, watching through bleary eyes as Lucius cast rennervate on Draco as well. “What the hell happened?” He asked.
Lucius chuckled. “You lost. Both of you. I’m slightly disappointed, but I suppose, all in all, you did well. You did last forty minutes, after all. Not bad.”
Draco huffed. “Next time we’ll win.” He said firmly.
“We shall see, Draco.” Lucius returned, the very picture of a cool and composed Pureblood, while Draco had a disgruntled pout on his face. “For now, it’s time for you two to get to bed.” He told the two teens, who both stood, groaning as various aches and pains made themselves known. “You should feel better in the morning.” The blond man said in obvious amusement.
“Good night, Father.” Draco said in a weary voice, already looking half-asleep on his feet.
“Good night, Sir.” Harry said, taking Draco’s arm and helping the blond to the door.
“Sweet dreams, both of you. I’ll see you in class tomorrow.” Lucius said, walking over to his desk and sitting down.
Harry helped Draco down the stairs. “Are you going to make it to the dungeons okay?” He asked. “I can walk with you, if you’d like.”
“No need, Mr. Potter, I will take him. Curfew was two minutes ago, and you are already late back to your dormitory. I will not take points, since you had reason to be out, but you will head right to bed.” Severus said, appearing out of the gloom a few feet away.
Harry nodded, letting the man draw Draco away. “Alright, Sir.”
“Night, Harry.” Draco’s tired voice called out.
“Good night.” Harry answered, heading for Gryffindor tower.
*****
Harry was up early the next morning, and headed to breakfast with Ginny and Neville, who were the only other Gryffindors up so far.
“So, how would you two feel if I told you I had a bit of a crush on one of the teachers?” Harry asked, flushing. He had to tell someone, before Draco decided to. And Ginny and Neville were the least likely to have violent reactions to the news.
“Oh, yeah?” Ginny leaned forward with a grin. “Which one?” She darted a glance toward the Head Table.
Harry sighed. “Malfoy senior.” He answered lowly.
Ginny grinned. “Oh, yes, of course. Luscious Malfoy. You know, I think half of the students have a crush on him. He’s dead sexy.” She said happily.
Neville flushed. “He is good-looking, but he seems a bit high-maintenance. Too uptight by half, as well.”
“Still good too look at. He’s definite eye candy. So’s his son, although he’s a bit of a prick, too. He’s been better this year, though.” Ginny said, pointing at Draco, who was just coming into the Great Hall, with her spoon. “Malfoys are always a good-looking bunch. I guess they just can’t help it. They do seem to choose their partners based on beauty rather than anything else. I mean, look at Narcissa Malfoy, she’s not all that bright, is she? Even Professor Malfoy is smart enough to get away from You-Know-Who by turning spy, but Narcissa’s still loyal.” She said, rolling her eyes.
Ginny was the only one of Harry’s friends that wasn’t in the Order yet, though she knew most of what went on in the meetings thanks to Harry, Ron and Hermione never leaving her out of their discussions. What they didn’t say outright could still be guessed at, and Ginny was nothing if not perceptive.
Neville nodded. “Yeah, and he’s probably the best thing that’s happened to the Order in a while. He’s an Inner Circle Death Eater. Even Snape’s not that close to You-Know-Who.”
“You know, I honestly thought you two would help with reasons why this is a bad idea, not cheer me on.” Harry said wryly.
Ginny shrugged. “He’s on our side now. I see nothing wrong with it.” She said simply.
Neville chuckled. “Harry, you know we support you in pretty much everything you do. Why would this be any different? Besides, he seems to stare at you an awful lot in class. I think the feeling’s mutual. Go for it.” He said in amusement.
Harry sighed. “I can’t. We’ve got nothing in common, how would we ever be able to stand each other for more than a few months? And not that I’m thinking forever with him, but I’d want more than just a fling. Especially since…” He clamped his lips shut and flushed.
“Ah.” Neville said, nodding. “Don’t feel so bad about it. Me, too.” He said softly.
Ginny sighed. “Really, Harry, it’s not that big a deal. We all know. Or, at least, we all suspected. You’ve never had much time to chase tail, male or female, so of course you’d still be untouched.” She said quietly, patting his hand. “Personally, I don’t think he’s really the love-them-and-leave-them type. Especially if he knew he was your first.”
Harry’s flush didn’t abate in the least. He groaned and laid his head down next to his plate, giving up on eating for the time being.
“Hello, Potter.” Draco’s voice said next to him as the blond took the empty seat on his right. “You feeling okay?” He asked curiously.
Harry nodded. “Yeah.” He raised his head. “We’re talking about your father.” He said.
Draco smirked widely. “Oh? Do go on. I want to hear this.” He said in interest.
“Apparently, now that he’s on our side, he’s a good choice.” Harry said softly.
Draco looked at Ginny, then back to Harry. “She’s not of age. Is she in the Order? If not, how does she even know?”
Ginny rolled her eyes. “My whole family is in the Order, except for me. And Harry, Ron and Hermione let me know what goes on in meetings. I’m very well-informed.” She said smugly.
Draco nodded. “I see. Well, maybe you two would like to help me? I’m going to try and get my father and Harry together.”
Harry scowled at him. “No, you’re not.” He said firmly. “If I were to ever be with him, I’d want it to be my choice, and I haven’t decided whether I want that yet. If I ever decide I want to pursue him, I’ll let you know.” He finished.
Draco sighed. “Fine, Harry, be that way. I’m only trying to help you.”
“And I appreciate the intention, but not the methods.” Harry told him, patting his shoulder. “Just keep being my friend, and if there’s ever a time I need your help with this, I’ll let you know. As for right now, he’s nice to look at, but I don’t want to do any more than that.”
“Hey, Malfoy?” Ginny asked with a smirk on her face.
Draco raised an eyebrow at her. “Yes, Weaslette?” He retuned.
Ginny laughed. “Prat. Anyways, I wanted to know, why Snape?” She asked, tilting her head.
“Well, for one, he’s intense. He’s really smart, brilliant at most things, not just Potions, and he’s not the type to hold those who aren’t as smart as him in contempt, except in class.” He said, glancing at Harry who had opened his mouth to dispute that last point. “He’s also kind to those he cares about, and he treats us Slytherins very well. We all learn to trust him, and he never betrays that trust. He’s loyal to those that earn it, and thank Merlin You-Know-Who never earned his loyalty, because we’d all be doomed if he was really on his side.” Draco said, then smirked. “And I think he’s really sexy.”
Ginny’s eyes were alight with laughter. “So, do you know how big it is?” She asked.
Harry and Neville flushed.
“Ginny!” Harry hissed.
Draco chuckled. “I haven’t seen it, but I’ve felt it.” He said softly. “Feels big.” He said conspiratorially.
Ginny grinned widely. “For your sake, I hope he’s all you could dream of.” She said.
Draco nodded to her. “Thank you, Ginny.” He said amiably. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go eat with my friends, seeing as how the other two-thirds of the Golden Trio have arrived.” He said, getting up and heading over to the Slytherin table.
Ron and Hermione took their spots on either side of Harry.
“What was he doing over here?” Ron asked Harry.
“We were talking about him and Snape. I wanted to know why he likes him.” Ginny said mildly. “He’s not all that bad, really, Ron.”
Ron grunted.
Hermione sighed. “Ron, he’s obviously changed. He hasn’t said a mean thing to either of us yet this year. The least you could do is make an effort to let the past go.”
Harry shrugged. “It’s not really all that important to me just yet, so long as Ron doesn’t try to break up my friendship with Draco. I don’t need all my friends to be chummy together right this second. It’s fine, really, ‘Mione.”
“Alright, Harry, if you say so.” Hermione said. “I just wish he could put the past behind him. I suppose that will take more time, though.” She allowed.
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