Talented Tongues | By : ladyicondraco Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8463 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: I
don’t own it, or the books would be for mature audiences only.
Pairings: DM/HP,
RW/HG, BZ/NL and possibly others.
At breakfast the
next day Harry sat quietly at his house table, thinking on the night before. He
was broken out of his thoughts by Ron. “I think that the Slytherins are
planning something. They keep looking at you and whispering Harry.”
Harry looked up;
several Slytherins were looking at him. They all glanced away when he turned
his gaze on them. “I wouldn’t worry about it.” He was fairly certain that the
looks had to do with the events of the night before.
“Good for you
Harry. Ron’s just being paranoid.”
“Am not! They’re
up to something, I know it!”
“Relax Ron.” He
almost filled his friends in as to why the Slytherins kept looking at him, but
something made him hold back. “I’m sure its nothing.” Ron’s mouth was agape at
Harry’s attitude. “I have to go. I left my potions book in the Common Room.”
Grey eyes followed Harry out of the room; they weren’t the only thing.
Pansy Parkinson
and Millicent Bulstrode approached Harry just outside of the Great Hall.
Millicent shoved him into the wall. Harry didn’t know what they wanted, nor did
he ever find out; Theodore Nott chose that moment to intervene.
“Leave him alone.
He’s off-limits.”
“What are you
talking about?” Millicent looked offended at the idea that Nott knew something
she didn’t.
“A claim has been
made.” Theodore gave them no more information then that. The girls looked at
each other, then, scowling at Harry, stormed off. “Watch your back Potter; not
everyone is in the know and not everyone who is would be willing to help you.”
Nott turned and left. The delay, thankfully, didn’t make him late for potions.
Not that Snape would have noticed as far as Harry could tell. The professor didn’t
so much as look at him the entire period.
“What was with
Snape today? It was like you didn’t even exist.” Ron collapsed onto a couch in
the common room.
“At least he
didn’t yell at me. Who cares why?” Harry took a chair near Ron.
“I must agree with
Harry on this Ron. The break was refreshing. All we can hope is that it lasts.”
She lifted Ron’s head and sat on the couch, laying his head on her lap. Harry
smiled lightly at the pair; they still didn’t realize how much they liked each
other.
“It’s probably for
the same reason that the Slytherins keep watching Harry. There is something
going on. You better watch your back, mate.” Ron closed his eyes as Hermione
played with his hair. Harry looked on and didn’t reply; he felt bad about
keeping the council meeting a secret, but found himself doing so anyway.
“If they’re
planning something, we won’t know what it is until they do it.” Ron grumbled,
but accepted the statement as true. Hermione smiled down at him as she petted
his hair. The boy-who-did-want-to-be-a-third-wheel slipped out of the room as
quietly as possible.
Harry knew that he
was going to return to the room that night; he had to know more about,
everything. Who is this king? Does
Dumbledore know about this council? What does it mean that I’m claimed? Draco
better give me some answers, and since when is he ‘Draco’? Half an hour
later Ron came up the stairs, a goofy grin on his face.
“Finally ask her
out?”
Ron jumped at the
question. “How did you know?”
Harry rolled his
eyes. “Ron the whole school, and I mean the whole school, knew you two liked
each other with the exception of yourselves. There was actually a bet going.”
Harry looked thoughtful. “I think that Malfoy won actually. I’ll have to check
with Fred and George, they were the ones taking the bets.”
“Malfoy won? That
almost ruins the moment.”
At 10:45, when
Harry was certain that the others were asleep, he headed out of the dorm,
grabbing his invisibility cloak on the way. Harry hurried through the halls not
wanting to be late; he had no idea what Malfoy would do if he was. His watch
showed 10:58 as Harry opened the door and stepped into the meeting room.
“Cutting it a
little close aren’t you Potter?” Malfoy lounged on a couch set in the middle of
the now seemingly empty room.
“What happened to
the other stuff that was in here?”
“This is called
the Office of Options, similar to the Room of Requirement that you are so fond
of, with a few choice differences. We can discuss that later.” Malfoy gestured
to the area of the couch that he did not occupy; Harry hesitantly sat down.
“Did anyone come after you today?”
“Parkinson and
Bulstrode, but Nott stopped them. Just then, something occurred to Harry. “Is
that why Snape ignored me today, because of the claim?”
“Wow, Potter, did
you actually make an intelligent observation? Our world might actually have a
chance. So, Potter, how long did you wait until you told your cronies about the
meeting?”
“I...” Why am I embarrassed? “I didn’t tell
anyone.” Malfoy raised an elegant brow.
“Really?
The Golden Boy kept a secret from his friends? Perhaps you really do have some
Slytherin in you.” Malfoy stood then and made his way to one of the walls, a
cupboard appeared.
“The Room of
Requirement can’t do that, you have to think of everything before you enter.”
“One
of the differences that I mentioned.” Harry couldn’t see into the
cupboard, which worried him slightly, his worry heightened at Draco’s next
statement. “Take your shirt off and lie down.”
“What!?”
“If you want to be
trusted with anymore information about the Serpent Council you will have to be Marked. Don’t worry, the King knows
that you were nearly a Slytherin and will probably initiate you into the
Council soon. You can remove the piercing then.” Harry dropped his shirt to the
ground just as ‘piercing’ left Draco’s lips.
“Piercing?” His
voice squeaked and he hoped that Malfoy didn’t notice.
“I told you to lie
down.” The blond had turned around with a strange device in his hands. Harry
tried to avoid looking at it as he lie on the couch.
His breath caught when Draco straddled his waist. The Slytherin paid no
attention, outwardly, to Harry’s reaction, instead concentrating on the teen’s
chest. “Hold still, this will hurt. I’m not sure how much; I’ve never claimed
anyone before.”
“Doesn’t that make
me feel confident? What exactly does claiming entail,
you never really got to that part.” Draco placed the device behind him on
Harry’s shins.
“Have patience.
I’ll explain it…eventually.” He ran his hand over one of Harry’s nipples
lightly, before tweaking it harshly.
“What are you
doing?” His voice was breathy. Malfoy glanced up to the other teen’s face;
Harry cheeks were tinged in a blush, and his eyes were wide. The blond fought
down a smirk.
“You nipple has to
be hard for this to work.” Draco’s hand returned to Harry’s chest, but he now
used it to brace himself as he lowered his head to the slightly firm nub. He
ran his tongue over the abused area before taking the nub into his mouth.
Harry’s back arched as Draco’s teeth grazed his nipple. “So
responsive.” Malfoy chuckled, his smirk widening as Harry’s blush grew
brighter. He brought the device to the prone teen’s chest, then
fished a silver ring out of his pocket, dropping it into a small bulb in the
device. Without warning, the blond pulled the trigger. The Gryffindor’s back
arched again, and his eyes grew even wider; below his hips Draco felt Harry’s
semi-hard member harden fully. “Bit of a masochist are
we Potter?” Malfoy dropped the piercing device to the floor and moved his
fingers up to the silver ring that now hung from the brunette’s chest.
“This,” He tapped
the ring, cause Harry to gasp. “Will allow past all wards that would normally
only allow me or a member of my family through. It will also alert me if you
are in trouble or pain.” Draco continued to play with the ring as he spoke.
“There are three types of claims. The first is the most common, the One-sided claim,
this claim is mainly to protect; it’s used on friends, innocent bystanders,
etc. One-sided claims involve no marking. Those who are claimed with the
One-sided claim have no idea that they have been claimed and most have never
heard of the Serpent’s Council. Should they find out they must be upgraded to
one of the other two. The second type of claim is a Master’s claim; this claim
is used on subordinates, lackeys, concubines, people you want to protect but
don’t terribly care about. The marking of a Master’s claim is usually a highly
visible tattoo. This leads me to the final claim, the True claim.” Draco stood
and began pacing the room, Harry stayed where he was simply letting the other
teen’s voice wash over him. “This makes
the claimed nearly equal to the claimer in the council’s hierarchy. Making this
claim is a very serious thing, challenging it is even more serious, that is why
no one tried last night. True claims trump all others, even if a person wears
the tattoo of another council member. It has two levels, a High and Life. High
is used on family members, very close friend, people who you care greatly for
or about. Life claims should be used on the one you love and only the one you
love, the marking process is in depth and intense with an exchange of blood and
the forming of a Bond. I chose a High claim to use on you, though I am quite
certain that everyone believes that I am going to use a Master’s claim.”
“So why didn’t
you?” The Gryffindor gently stretched, missing the flicker in Malfoy’s eyes as
he did so, his own eyes remaining closed.
“I’m not an idiot,
that’s why. If I had used a Master’s claim then I would be expected to fight
Riddle for you,” Draco moved closer to the couch. “Not to mention the fact that
no matter how much I want to possess you, I don’t want to own you.” He was
whispering in Harry’s ear. A shiver ran down the teen’s spine and his eyes
snapped open, but Malfoy had disappeared.
“Possess me?”
I enjoy reading,
candy, oh and reviews.
In the next
chapter: Neville gets cornered, Draco explains more about council dynamics, and
Harry learns more about the Serpent King.
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo