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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: “x-x” = speech & ‘x-x’ = thoughts & *x-x* = telepathy & #x-x# Parseltongue]
(Some masturbation – not graphic)
Draco and Harry reclined on the comfortable stone beds recovering from their sexy ordeal.
#How come you were so near the surface? The goblins told us that you lived in the depths where it was perspiringly hot.#
#We are in the depths now. Have you forgotten the jump? Is it not warm enough for you here, Draco?#
#Very pleasant thank you, but you did not answer the question.#
#Like you humans we have different races. Truth be told, we don’t think the ones the goblins call bwca are part of our race any longer. We think of them as kobolds. They’re the darker haired ones who are in touch with the goblins. They have a cruel streak and make very good jailers for recusant goblins. They also share the abhorrence that certain groups of magicals feel to your reforms and feel no dismay in twisting the truth to suit their own ends.#
#Yes … I met a kobold a few times, he was the torturer for my father. And he practiced on me.#
#Sorry to hear that, Draco, they are a minority, thank Merlin. Those kobolds no longer possess the ability to melt, probably because, in eons long past, they had sexual relations with the goblins’ forebears. We, on the other hand no longer need that reproduction facility, apart from having fun. We wish to treat with you fairly and honestly, not under the duress the kobolds use. We could taste your honesty and willingness in your ejaculate. You see, taste is our way of considering people’s attitudes and understanding the rock strata. We understand that Astoria has an equivalent sense, but of smell and Ginevra has the colour gift.#
#You are well informed, is it intuitive, can you read our minds?#
#That’s your gift, Draco, as Harry’s is of seeing thaums. We have the Hendy gift – as you call it. We call it Hengraig, as you no doubt perceive the prefix for old, is the same. Whatever we all call it, it is the personification of earth magic, so we believe. It goes back well before Arthur’s and Merlin’s time. Probably they were the first thaums for cogent beings to discover. Thus we are aware of the Dragon’s gifts and your roles as caretakers.#
#Tell me more of this honesty you mentioned, please?#
#Of course, Harry. Unbeknown to you, the broonies have been supplying us with sustenance. Being in tune with Mother Earth we only eat what she produces for us. Killing animals is not our way of living. Now it seemed to us that this was a one sided transaction and that we should be able to reciprocate. To quiet our consciences we managed to leave some elphinite nodules where your miners would find them.#
#Um … How did you feed before then?#
#We didn’t. We were hibernating. The last time we were awake before the broonies arrived was when your parents lived here. There have been centuries when we slept without waking up, therefore to us the Celtic mages seem only recent acquaintances. Parseltongue has changed little over the years.#
Draco held hands with Harry and probed the Bwca’s’ thoughts, finding no guile there.
D: *I think they’re up-front.*
H: *I agree, so do we offer them food?*
D: *See what they’re offering.*
#So how do you see us co-operating?#
#There are certain minerals that the goblins find worthless. Yet Astoria’s elves have put them to good use. Then Anthony is into lapidary work, we have some very unusual stones that he could use. We would feel that those were our gift to the wellbeing of the trust, in the same way the trust has been unofficially helping us. Also we have a special talent for locating elphinite.#
#That seems a reasonable basis for alliance. You are aware that we run an open society and that would mean certain goblins finding out about you, and the elves of course.#
#We have no qualms about those who are Dumbledorians of whatever nature they be. Nor would we object if our satyr cousins came to call. We understand that your Society keeps secrets from the rest of magely society and would hope our presence here would fall into that kind of category. Not that we intend showing ourselves above ground ever. You see, the Hengraig glamour we adopt, when rarely visiting above ground, shades our eyes from the brightness. As you have probably noticed we have developed large retinas to deal with the lack of illumination in the caves.#
#Is this too bright for you?# Draco sounded worried.
The bwca patted his shoulder comfortingly: #No! This is our working intensity. When we feel a sleep period coming on, we dim the glow.#
The bwca looked at his mates and they made circular motions with their hands: #BYLU!# and the glow in the cavern began to decrease gently.
Harry found his eyes accommodating to the reducing luminescence surprisingly well.
#BEIDIO!#
#Are still you able to see?#
#Just about, thank you. Not small objects, but enough not to walk into things like these beds.#
#You’re obviously better adapted than we thought. We agree, we would have difficulty searching for small things at this intensity.#
#EIRIASA! … … … BEIDIO!# brought the glow to its former level.
#Um … You know our names, may we know yours, please?#
#There we have a problem. Like you four seers we have a joint mind. Ours is different though. As we understand it, you can be separate as well. Is that correct?#
#Yes. We have the facility to switch out our partners. Draco uses it the most when he needs to concentrate on a special potion,” replied Harry: “I do sometimes, especially when I’m teaching.#
#We haven’t that facility. We may appear to be separate entities, but we are aspects of the same entity.# Here the six bwca walked towards each other and seemed to melt into one: #We only became six to meet the needs of the situation.#
Harry blinked and stared at the one being: #Um … I only see one of you now. Where have the others gone?#
#We are all here. Should we need it we can split indefinitely. However, each split weakens the whole. Seven is the usual maximum.#
#Um … Yes … I came across the seven maximum when learning about horcruxes. Horrible things, those! Seeing you melt into each other was quite unnerving.#
#We suppose we had better show you the ultimate melt. You see … We have no need to dig tunnels.#
To both mages’ horror the bwca melted into the rock; disappearing entirely. A minute later three of them reappeared out of another wall.
#We suppose we share that kind of talent with the ghosts. As you see; we can be one or many, so we are just Bwca.# The three became one again.
#Um … So, you share this communal mind with other bwca?#
#Only if they are close by and only if we are not hibernating. Before you ask there are no other ones within hundreds of leagues of here. As we said before, there are not many of us. However there are more kobolds.#
#Seeing you walk through the rock was quite astounding,# remarked Draco: #Thank you for showing us.#
#It should not be so surprising. The muggle scientists aver that all matter is made of atoms which are like miniscule solar systems with much space inside them. We therefore suppose that the Fluence rearranges those spaces for us to melt.#
#You are obviously well read.#
#In our long history we have met many eminent men. Your Uncle Travis was very kind, we looked over his shoulder quite often. While your parents were alive, Harry; they shared many books and erudite periodicals with us. What we read we never forget. Unfortunately, what appears to have been scientific truth in the yesteryear has now been superseded completely.#
#So you would like us to lend you books about these times, would you?#
#That would be nice. However, we are particularly interested in a very rare book. It isn’t in the Duindhu Library and James couldn’t find it in the restricted section at Hogwarts. Sirius had a look in the Black library at the same time. Earlier on, Ernestina said it wasn’t among the Malfoy tomes.#
#What’s it called. Maybe we might have better luck.#
#The Codex Graniticus. It’s about our origins and our powers. We feel sure that the Fluence enabled us to do other things when we were created. Trouble is we were juvenile at the time and it has taken thousands of eons for us to develop our encyclopaedic memory.#
#We have access to the Greengrass library in Vienna and an Italian one in Venice. We’ll have a look there if you like.#
#Greengrass? The books are made of grass?#
#No! It’s Astoria’s family.#
#We have not met that family nor do we know any in Italy.#
#So, are you just attached to my family in some way?#
#We have seen some of your ancestors, Harry. And a few of Draco’s too, via the Duindhu line, like Ernestina. We have met some other unrelated families too. We think the Fluence wakes us up for a purpose every eon or so. Or maybe it is only certain mages who can see us. Or maybe it has something to do with belief. You only saw us after you had been told about us; although we had seen you many times before.#
Harry gently prodded Bwca: #You still seem quite solid.#
#We cannot melt into living beings, Harry. Except our own selves, of course. What brought you into our domain?#
#The river was low; and we went exploring. There were a number of interconnected chambers and we were taken by their beauty. That crystalline one was stupendous.#
#Yes, isn’t it! James and Lilly used to like coming to that one.#
#You mean our kids know about it?#
Bwca giggled #No! Your parents. That cavern was where James proposed to Lilly; it was very romantic. Then they walked through the passageway into the golden cavern.#
#There’s a golden cavern too?#
#Yes, after you pass the waterfall.#
Draco had an amused smile on his face: #Perhaps you might remember that we were abducted at the waterfall.#
Bwca giggled: #So you were … Well … We’d better show you that now, hadn’t we? Follow us.#
H: *But there’s only one of them now.*
D: *I know. Just humour them. I think they think as a team.*
H: *Fine!*
Bwca stood at the bottom of the shaft, waved its hands, and whooshed upwards.
#Hey!# Harry called up the shaft: #How do we get up there?#
#You already know how,# the reply echoed down to them.
D: *Hmm … Levitation tube … Like the one at Montecristo?*
H: *Fine! What’s the Latin for waterfall level?*
“Cataracta aequo!” Draco circled his hand above his head. “S’ funny; nothing’s happened.
#Cataracta aequo!# “Try it in Parseltongue,” Harry called down as he whooshed upwards.
Half a minute later he was joined by a grinning Draco on the edge of the abyss: “Nice one Harry. Why didn’t I think of that?”
“C’mon … They went that way.”
As they followed the adit Draco reckoned that they were returning at an acute angle to the one they had entered by. A couple of minutes and they joined Bwca in the cavern. It was stunning, and the two seers stared round it with open mouths.
#Merlin’s balls! This must be worth a pretty penny,# remarked Draco reverently touching the rough stone nearby.
Bwca chuckled: # ‘Fraid not! It’s what the muggles call ‘fool’s gold’, really iron pyrites. It glitters almost like gold, as you can see.#
#Very impressive. Thanks for showing it to us.# Harry held out his hand and, after looking at it with a puzzled expression, Bwca twigged, and shook.
Draco held out his hand: #Please show us the way out? We seem to have been turned round somewhat.#
Bwca shook hands and indicated: #That passage there will lead you to the broonies pool. Goodbye!# And started to melt into the nearby rock.
Ten minutes’ moderate walk downhill had them emerging behind the waterfall in the temple pool. Draco cast an Impervious and they emerged dry on to the pool side.
“I ken ye know the Bwca now?”
“Yes, thank you, Pringle. Thank you for looking after them and giving them food. Please continue supplying them.”
Pringle chuckled: “We would ha done. Even if ye had said nay. Thanks, a’ the same.”
“Any idea why we were allowed to see them?”
Pringle shook his head: “Maybe to act as spies fo’ ye? They’re verra guid at hidin, ye ken!”
“Um … Yes … So, we found out.”
“They’ll tell me if they want ta tak to ye, no doot!”
“Thanks! We’d better go, I’m feeling very hungry.”
Pringle grinned: “Ain’t surprised for a fust meet. How many did ye have tae satisfy?”
Draco grinned back: “Three each. Quite an experience!”
“Have they drained ye dry then?”
“You won’t starve, I can guarantee. We had Reddesuccislorem a few times and I still feel its effects.”
“Verra guid! See ye later!”
The two seers walked quickly through the passage to find the office desk full of food.
“We heard you might need a little nourishment,” observed a grinning Robbie, as he poured pumpkin juice into their glasses.
“I see that you’re in tune with our needs, as usual, thank you. How much more do you know?”
“That the broonies were feeding Bwca. That any mage lucky enough to meet Bwca is in for a very sexy time. How many was he?
“Six!”
Robbie grinned lewdly: “Six times, Merlin. I bet you’re sore. Can I apply the lotion, please?”
Pop: Bobbie appeared with a large jar of soothing ointment in his hands: “I’ll do one; you do the other.”
Robbie pretended to be offended: “I was hoping to do both of them, but you’ve spoiled it.” He winked at Draco, grinning.
“I’m afraid you’ll have to make do with each other,” remarked Draco: “It was three each.”
“Even so, three in as many hours is some going. You normally spend all night over two.”
“I don’t hear of you two doing any more. Perhaps you two would like to give us a demonstration of your prowess so we can compare?”
“Okay, okay. We get it, no more rude suggestions.” Bobbie looked anxious: “That wasn’t an order was it?”
Draco shook his head, grinning: “Would you like me to?”
A double pop was his answer as the elves absented themselves.
Having eaten they went to find their wives to fill in the details. That night in bed Pringle had two doses sent to him before the two male seers settled down to rest.
The following day the two female seers decided that they would like to see the caverns whilst the river was low. Leaving the children in Draco’s and Harry’s care they assayed up-river.
Draco and Harry kept in touch, and then wished they had not. It seems that Bwca encountered the girls, too.
A: *They may have appeared male to you two, but those appendages are not visible to us. Merlin. Look at those boobs and those curves … … …*
As the girls were approaching their first climax, luckily the children decided to go and visit Aunt Dromeda. Thus he two men could retire to their bedroom and enjoy the sexy feelings emanating from their spouses.
Thereafter each day certain Dumbledorians were introduced. Mainly the resident ones who might need to have contact. It seemed that Bwca could please everyone; including the scarab wearing Smarts and the Yates.
Meanwhile the seers raided the various libraries in search of Codex Graniticus but to no avail.
“There’s only one other library that might have it. It’s time we visited the Tabernacle,” suggested Astoria.
~~~ DIVERTISSEMENT ~~~
Narcissa and Grandmamma were only too delighted to look after the children at Number Twelve. Taking them on an outing to Diagon Alley and buying ice-cream.
In the last remaining vacant lot, left over from Voldemort’s wrecking rampage, an enterprising mage had set up a muggle steam galloper. Of course, its fire was fuelled in the thaumic way, but the organ worked as normal.
When he had bought the machine some of the animals were missing, so they had been replaced with certain magical animals instead. It was possible to ride on a couple of hippogriffs and two types of dragons, for instance. Certain of the horses had been painted silver and equipped with single horns, to represent unicorns. There were swans and cockerels as well. The fun ride took the place of three previous horses ‘Come and ride on undulating Nagini’s back’ read the notice.
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Meanwhile the mages Zeused to the Tabernacle and explained what they were looking for.
“I’m not surprised you couldn’t find it in an ordinary library,” replied Ivanova when asked. She disappeared and returned levitating what appeared to be a large lump of slate. “This is Codex Graniticus. Probably the oldest book you will ever see.” She opened it to reveal rows of ogham script interspersed with crude pictograms scratched on thin layers of slate held together with leather straps passing through drilled holes in each layer.
Harry and Ginevra looked at it uncomprehendingly. Draco and Astoria started twisting their heads this way and that trying to decipher what was there.
Ivanova chuckled: “The scribe did not have a plan. Some are zigzag, some spiral, some read bottom to top. It was quite a puzzle, and there are still some signs and words which are not clear. Now it may be that Bwca has the necessary prehistoric knowledge to help us. Not that I propose you take it to them. I have here a parchment transcript of all the meanings we could glean it also has copies of the glyphs that we have translated and the obscure ones. Would you ask Bwca to write in the margin or on separate folios what they think the meanings are, please?”
“Thank you, that group of glyphs are some I saw in the Malfoy library. One of my ancestors had translated it as … Hmm … Out of the whirling mass a planet crystallised.”
“Good! That makes more sense. Anymore?”
Draco smiled: “Not immediately. I’ll access that book when we get back. That particular phrase stuck in my mind. The scribe almost drew the picture with the words, and it fascinated me.”
“Yes, I can see that now.” Ivanova made a series of passes with her ring bedecked hands and another parchment copy of the Codex coalesced into being. “You have this one and give the other to Bwca please. They’re the oldest cogent beings on earth, as far as we can ascertain. You might tell them that, although there are physical consistencies between them and the Kobolds, they are two different races.
Ginevra looked at Harry and winked: “That’s got our partners absorbed for a few weeks,” she whispered: “Just look at the gleam in their eyes.”
Harry grinned: “No conjugal rights by the look of it, either. Ah well, we at least can use our hands.”
True enough. The two Gryff seers had to feed, wash and dress their partners for the next five weeks. Astoria and Draco nearly came to blows more than once as they argued about the meaning of some of the glyphs. More than once they had thrown the books which they were consulting at each other. Ginevra and Harry visited Bwca and chatted when things became tense. The children had a great time. Two of their parents took them on outings to avoid the tense atmosphere, usually ending up with rides on the thaumic gallopers.
James started his last year at the village school, with his younger siblings moving up a class. Now Draco and Astoria were spending most of their days in the caverns, arguing points of translation with Bwca. By the end of September peace reigned and Ivanova started to raise legible transcripts of the newly translated Codex Graniticus and Bwca was able to study it without the disturbing anomalies that had been in the first transcript.
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Teddy came back to the village during the Samhain half turn holiday: “God-dad, I’ve been hearing rumours of you and Dracoz meeting another metamorphmagus, why haven’t I been introduced?”
“Where did you get that idea from?”
“Our advanced Magical Creatures course. We were learning about the goblin mining communities, I think. That lesson was about mythical beings in muggle culture and how our magical community still had them. The professor said that you had met satyrs. I didn’t let on that I had actually met Brightness and Brilliance, cos I had a feeling it was private information within the Dumbledorians. I didn’t think they were shape-changers. Are they?”
“Not that I know, no. Um … do have a couple of hours to spare?”
“Most of today. Why?”
“I think you’d better meet someone in the caverns.” Harry set off towards the temple pool.
“Err … God-dad, the mine is that way.”
“I said we were going to the caverns.”
“Oh! Is that different?”
“Yes. How’s your Impervious?”
“Learned that ages ago; why?”
“You’ll be needing it soon. Do you recall travelling up the Levitation tube in Montecristo?”
“Yes! Done that a good few times.”
“Fine! I’ll tell you about its use in reverse. Quite frightening the first time you try it out.”
“In reverse? Oh! I’m not sure I like the idea of seeing the ground rushing towards me. I’ve tried the Wronski Feint a couple of times during practice. Merlin! Is it frightening!”
“You won’t see the ground rushing up to meet you, I promise. Ah! Here we are. Morning, Pringle.”
“Awrite, Harry. Takin’ the kid ta see the cavern, are you? And its denizens?”
“Yes!” Harry winked at the chief broonie.”
“Awrite, Teddy. Enjoy ye sel, laddie!”
“Hello, Pringle. What do you mean?”
“He has nae told ye then? Ye’re in fo a big surprise.”
“Really? I like surprises; as long as they’re not too dangerous.”
“I think ye’ll enjoy it weel!” The broonie made and exaggerated rude gesture with his hips.
“Err … … …”
“… … … C’mon, Teddy, we haven’t got all day to stand around chatting … Impervious!” Harry disappeared beneath the waterfall.
Teddy was about to baulk and stay, but when he saw his Godfather vanish behind the water, his intrigue was piqued; so he issued his own water-repellent charm and followed. He never quite managed to catch Harry up before they entered the golden cavern, but then its glittering immensity made him forget the question. They spent ten minutes whilst Teddy grew more proficient in navigating his Baubillious Globus around the cave.
“Shall we move? How’s your Parseltongue?”
“You are joking? After all, you’ve been teaching me, you should know. And before you ask, yes, I have been practicing.”
“Good! The incantation you want is #Waelodd Ofalus!# Got it?”
“That’s Brythonic as well, isn’t it?”
“Yes, now let me hear you say it.”
It took a few goes before Harry was happy with Teddy’s pronunciation. Then they practiced the flourish a couple of times. Being the same one that was used at Montecristo, it was easy to recall. However, Teddy was a little nervous about where its application might be used. He was even more apprehensive when Harry shouted at the waterfall:
#Bwca, are you at home?#
And the reply boomed back: #Ready to receive visitors!#
Harry looked at Teddy and grinned: #Say it properly, or you’ll be a bloody heap of bones. Waelodd Ofalus!# and jumped into the black abyss.
Teddy swallowed hard and peered into the dark fissure: ‘Well, he did say I wouldn’t see the ground rushing towards me,’ he thought, ‘Maybe I wish I could see it now.’ He took a few deep breaths, circled his wand above his head and in his best Brythonic Parseltongue said: #Waelodd Ofalus!# and jumped.
When he landed softly, he was trembling all over: “Circe’s Calumny! Goddad! Wronski Feints have nothing on that. That was some trust exercise.”
#I’m glad you enjoyed it. Here we speak Parseltongue all the time.#
#Okay, but why are you stripping off?#
#Because it’s hot down here and I’d like you to meet Bwca. Like in satyr company it’s rude to remain clothed.#
#Got it! Exuero me!# Then he looked in awe as Bwca melted out of the stone-face.
#Greetings, Harry. I recognise your Godson from my observations above. Welcome Teddy’# and moved towards the young man.
Teddy, having met and communicated with the satyrs before, was not too perturbed when Bwca took hold of his penis.
#Greetings, B-bwca … err … you’re tossing me off … err#
#Of course. I have to taste you in order to know you.#
#Err … Taste? Oh! But Goddad is watching.#
#The tables are turned, Teddy. You’ve spied on Draco and me more than once.#
#Yes … But … Oh Merlin! That’s good!#
#You like it?# Bwca did not have long to wait. Teddy, being a randy teenager, had spunk to spare and a libido to match it. He was soon lying panting on a stone bed.
#Bwca, you held Draco and me down. Why did you not hold Teddy down?#
#Easy! You’re much older that he and take longer to reach fulfilment. That’s not saying that you’re getting ancient; rather that you have learned how to prolong the enjoyment and savour the nuances. Now a young healthy seventeen-year-old, is more interested in gaining the experience in as many ways as he can, in the shortest time possible.# He looked at Teddy: #You’re a metamorphmagus aren’t you?#
#Yes! Why?#
#I gather, by the way Harry treated you, that you rather like experimenting on the edge of terror.#
#Well … There has to be some trust as well. Had I heard a dull thud and a yell, I’d have called Draco to come and rescue him. He’s my Goddad, after all, so I do trust him, with my life if necessary, too.#
#I can assure you that this experiment is not as dangerous as that. Although it will be challenging, you have the right taste that encourages us to try.#
#Go on. I’m game!#
#Please concentrate your metamorphmagus attention on us and try to replicate us.#
#But you’re only one.#
#Sorry, we forgot to show you.# Bwca dived into three, walked around the cavern and then re-amalgamated.
Harry was intrigued by the transformation, but it took thirteen goes until two Bwca stood alongside each other.
#This is the interesting bit. We can travel through stone and we think you could, in your present format, be able to do the same.#
#Okay. But may we do it gradually please?#
Bwca giggled: #We have no intention of jumping into the black abyss as a test of your bravery. We’ll take it a slowly as you want. Firstly, I have to pass to you the feeling of melting. We shall do that by holding each other’s cocks. If you think you’ll become aroused again we’ll have another session first.#
Teddy grinned and stuck his tongue out at Harry: #I feel as old as the hills. In this form, I wonder how Goddad has the energy to get it up at all.#
#Mmm … That’s what we thought. Now take hold.#
The rest was done by thought transference and Harry watched as Teddy pushed his hand into the rock. Pulling it out again, he squared his shoulders and walked straight in.
While the experiment was progressing, Draco had been listening-in.
D: *I’ve got a spirit-prompt. I’m coming to see you immediately.*
H: *We’re in Bwca’s cavern.*
Ten minutes elapsed before there was a whoosh and Draco appeared: #Greetings Bwca.# “Exuero me!” His clothes flew into a tidy pile.
#Greetings Draco.#
#Hi Dracoz. Why’re you here?#
#Come to see you walk through the walls.#
#Just a minute, I’ve got to think Bwca-like first,# Teddy gave Draco a demonstration: #S’ funny but I don’t need to breathe when I’m entombed, neither am I short of breath and panting when I come out.#
#The demonstration is not the only reason, is it Draco?#
#No Bwca, but I’m not sure what it is.#
#Teddy and you are related, aren’t you. We think that has some relevance because you taste the same. May I hold your cock satyr-like, and you do the same to me? I want to see if I can make you able to melt.#
Teddy chuckled: #He’ll get a hard-on.#
Draco stared disdainfully at his cousin; #I am no longer a randy teenager who cannot control his urges, thank you very much,# and grabbed Bwca’s cock.
Bwca winced, and then concentrated. Draco felt as though he was passing through tingles of the kind he felt when porting. Bwca paused:
#You have not metamorphmagus genes. What a pity, however we do feel some resonance. Let us try something different.# He divided into two, and both aspects hugged Draco, totally enveloping him.
With one aspect walking backwards the Draco sandwich walked into the side of the cave.
D:*Merlin! This feels peculiar. As though I’m a lot of minute very slippery snakes sliding through numerous tiny holes.*
The sandwich reappeared and Bwca became one again. Draco shook himself and tested all his muscles: #That’s not an experience I would gladly undergo again. Although I can see its sneaky uses. Well … maybe in an emergency, to sneak up behind someone.#
#It is a bit creepy, Dracoz, I think it affected you more than me. Probably because of my special talent.# Teddy composed his features into a bwca and had another walk through the surrounding rock.
Draco shook his head slowly: #That’s not it; I can still feel the urge.#
Teddy grinned and stared below Draco’s waist: #You do better than me. I can see you’re controlling it well.#
Draco chuffed: #I wasn’t referring to a carnal urge but a spiritual one, Teddy.#
#Right!#
There was a whoosh, an ‘Exuero me!’ and a naked Seamus stood there: #Good, I’ve found yer. Teddy, yer friend Claudius is looking for yer. He says it’s urgent an something about needing two Godfathers, so I suppose its yer two as well. He’s in the golden cavern, cos he doesn’t know about Bwca yet. He’s quite agitated an almost incoherent. So be quick. Cataracta aequo!# He shot back up the levitation tube followed by his accioed clothes.
Teddy was the quickest to dress. He looked quizzically at Harry: #Cataracta aequo, Goddad?#
#Yes.#
Perfect Parseltongue pronounced, had Teddy shooting up the tube; quickly followed by Harry, Draco and Bwca. At the top Bwca melted into the rock. When he entered the golden cavern, Draco saw Bwca’s face outlined in the rock behind the distraught Claudius.
“Thank Merlin you’re all here. Ganymede’s been kidnapped. Probes and Sell are beside themselves because they can feel him in a locked cave beneath them and can’t find a way in.”
As the party rushed out, Seamus stayed behind to tell Bwca, in Parseltongue, what had happened.
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