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Harry Potter and the Goblin King	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29138 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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“That was fun,” Harry grinned as he and Draco returned to their rooms; “Did you see how well Neville played? He must have been practicing.”
“Yes, he no longer resembles the blundering klutz we saw at our first flying lesson,” Draco agreed, “Ow! What was that for?” He glared at Harry, who had lobbed a pillow at his head.
“He wasn’t a blundering klutz,” Harry defended his friend, “He was just self-conscious and intimidated; and then you made fun of him and took his remembrall!”
“Yes, and you immediately took off after me,” Draco recalled, “You know, you never did get properly punished for that-you got a broom and a position on the Quidditch team instead.”
“Well you never got punished either,” Harry countered, “And you were the one who started it!”
“Ah, but I never got caught,” Draco pointed out, “I don’t know about you, but I am in dire need of a shower; join me?” Harry was caught off guard by the sudden change in topic but nodded and allowed his grinning fiancé to pull him into the bathroom where they quickly disposed of their clothing before stepping into the warm shower. Draco immediately pulled him in for a scorching kiss, before pulling away and grabbing a wash cloth.
“Here; let me,” he said as he lathered it up; he started with Harry’s hand, slowly rubbing the soapy cloth up his arm, across his shoulders and down the other arm. He then carefully washed his chest, paying attention the brunet’s nipples until they were pebbled; he trailed the cloth down his stomach and then across his hips, ignoring Harry’s straining member and smirking at the whimper he got.
“Draco,” Harry whispered, “Please?”
“Not yet Luv,” Draco said teasingly, “We have to get you all nice and clean first.” Harry let out a groan of frustration and moved to touch his cock himself, but Draco quickly grabbed both of his wrists, “Uh-uh, Harry; none of that.” Draco quickly attached Harry’s wrists to the shower wall via magic, before giving his lover a wicked grin. “Do you remember the first time we showered together Lion?”
“Y-yes,” Harry said breathily as Draco continued to caress him with light, teasing touches, “You tortured me before letting me…before letting me cum.”
“It wasn’t torture,” Draco corrected, “It was punishment. I don’t know about you, but I find myself feeling a bit nostalgic at the moment.”
“What-” Harry frowned at him in confusion before catching on to what the blond meant, “No-Draco you can’t mean-”
“Oh, but I do mean,” Draco grinned up at him wickedly before doing his best to recreate that first moment of intimacy.
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“Come along Harry; we’re going to be late for dinner,” Draco said as he ushered Harry out of their rooms.
“And whose fault is that?” Harry demanded, “You’re the one who insisted on-oh, hello Luna.” He broke off to greet the flighty Ravenclaw who had joined them; “How was your day?”
“Very well, thank you,” Luna replied, “I haven’t seen a single whifflehammer so far today; the blibbering humdingers have gone quiet as well, but I’m not sure yet whether or not I should be worried about it.”
“Oh,” Harry said, “That’s-” He trailed off, uncertain how to reply.
“I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about,” Draco interjected smoothly, “Perhaps there is nothing of importance happening today and that is why they are quiet. If you still haven’t heard from them by tomorrow I’m certain you know how to find them.”
“That’s true,” Luna agreed, “I can ask Professor Sprout if she has any of the flowers they like.” She tilted her head and eyed the two boys curiously before stating; “The nargles have been very active though-they seem to center around you and Harry; would you like me to make a repelling charm for you?”
“No thank you,” Draco said politely, “We can deal with them just fine on our own; besides, the nargles seem to keep the cinnadoms away.” Harry shook his head at Draco’s reply, but Luna seemed to take him very seriously.
“Very true,” Luna nodded solemnly, “If they do start to cause any serious discomfort let me know please. I must go find Hagrid and let him know to be on the look-out for snuffleflies; this is their mating season you know.” Luna didn’t wait for a reply but skipped away, leaving the two boys to shake their heads at her antics as they continued on to the Great Hall.
Dinner was uneventful except for the fact that McGonagall sat down at the end of the table Draco and Harry had created on the first day of school and proceeded to watch the two boys throughout. If anyone got too close to her the transformed teacher would quickly move away, only to return a few minutes later and resume her staring. Harry was unconcerned with McGonagall’s behavior, but Draco finally got tired of it and used his wand to dump a bucket of water on the animagus, earning himself a look that clearly stated he would be losing house points and getting detention for his actions; Draco’s only response was to sneer at the grey tabby cat until it walked away.
After dinner Harry and Ginny went back up to the rooms he shared with Draco to retrieve the snitch Dumbledore had gifted him, while Draco made his way to the Room of Requirement with the rest of their friends. Draco, Pansy, Theo and Hermione were once again discussing Draco’s plan to conquer the wizarding world, only without Harry to tease they were actually discussing the serious aspects of it-such as which ministry members could be trusted, which laws needed to be changed and so on. Everyone was startled when Severus came out of the RoR with a scowl firmly in place.
“Why are you loitering in the hallway Draco?” Severus demanded, “We have been waiting twenty minutes. And where is Harry?”
“Twenty minutes?” Draco repeated, “That’s not possible! Harry went to our rooms, along with Ginny, to retrieve the snitch Dumbledore gave him. It shouldn’t have taken more than ten minutes for him to get it and return.”
“I assure you that you and your groupies have been in the hallway for twenty minutes,” Severus scowled then… “So Harry and Ginerva are taking longer than expected? Someone should go check on them.” A soft “meow” caught everyone’s attention and they looked at the end of the hallway just in time to see the grey tabby cat return to its natural form.
“Did you say Harry received a snitch from Albus?” the transfiguration teacher demanded.
“Yes,” Severus replied, and McGonagall went pale, swaying on her feet.
“Dear Merlin!” she gasped, “I remember…Albus said…but I never imagined he would-!”
“Get a hold of yourself woman!” Severus snapped, eyes flashing dangerously as he advanced on his colleague; Minerva took a step back, only to bump into the Ron, Blaise and Neville who were all glaring at her. Draco stared a McGonagall for a moment but then decided he didn’t want to wait for explanations; if her attitude was anything to go by his fiancé was in trouble-again!-and the thought of what Harry endured the last time he couldn’t be found spurred him into motion. The blond Slytherin dropped all pretenses and ran towards the rooms he shared with Harry, vaguely aware of footsteps following him. Draco didn’t look back and didn’t slow down; any unsuspecting students that got in his way were roughly shoved aside; he had to get to Harry!
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“You have five seconds to start talking,” Severus said in his softest, most threatening voice as Draco ran off followed closely by Theo, Hermione and Luna, “If anything else happens to my nephew because you are trying to protect Dumbledore-”
“I-I don’t know much,” McGonagall said, “I just remember after Potter’s first Quidditch game I went to speak to Albus about…something that is inconsequential at the moment, and he had Harry’s snitch on his desk. I asked him if he would be giving the snitch to Harry as a memento, as is the tradition and he…he had this strange smile on his face. He said that Mr. Potter would indeed be getting the snitch back, but not until he was older and better able to appreciate it; he then said something along the lines of “This snitch will help Harry get to where he needs to be.” At the time I simply thought he meant that the snitch represented Harry’s talents and-”
“Foolish,” Severus interrupted, “The snitch must be a portkey-Ms. Parkinson please enter the Room and advise Sirius and Narcissa of what we just learned; Mr. Zabini-go to my office and Floo the ministry to let them know that Professor McGonagall is ready to speak. Minerva-I would recommend you wait in the hospital wing. I am going to check on the boys.” Severus snapped his instructions out quickly and was pleased to see that he was instantly obeyed; even McGonagall headed off to the hospital wing without any further prompting or arguments. Severus did not run as his godson had, but he moved swiftly through the corridors, the dark look on his face causing any students in the hall to quickly jump out of the way. He was aware of footsteps just behind him and was not surprised to see Ron and Neville following him. Nor was he surprised when a few moments later a large black dog barreled past everyone, his growls threatening enough to make the younger students scream as shouts of “The Grim!” “Oh no! It’s the Grim!” “We’re all doomed!” followed in his wake.
When he reached the painting of Merlin that concealed the entrance to the boys’ room he found Sirius-now in his human form-growling at the old wizard to let them in.
“You do not have the password,” Merlin said, “The little red-haired girl told me that Harry and Draco wished to have the password changed for their protection and that I was not to let anyone inside who does not have the new password. I will not betray my students.”
“That’s my godson in there!” Sirius yelled, “Open the damn door or else I will-”
“I understand you are doing your job,” Severus began, interrupting the angry animagus, “However we have reason to believe that the children are in danger. Harry was given a…gift by the former headmaster and I was just informed that it is likely an illegal portkey. I must get inside to make sure they are all safe.”
“Only the headmaster can order me to open without the password,” Merlin said stubbornly, “I cannot let you inside.” Ron and Sirius both began yelling at the portrait, while Severus prepared to throw a hex and Neville knew he needed to do something quickly before it got out of hand. If only they could apparate into the room…but no one had the ability to apparate inside of Hogwarts…except for…
“Dobby! Winky!” Neville’s shout startled the others into silence as two house elves appeared, bowing low before him.
“Master Neville called?” Dobby asked.
“Boy is not Master!” Winky protested, “Has no right to call upon Winky as if he owns her! Winky obeys Master Harry and Draco!”
“They’re in trouble!” Neville said hastily, “Or-at least we think they are. They went into their rooms with Ginny and Theo and no one has come out. Dumbledore gave Harry a gift, but we think it was a trap and we need to know if they are okay. Can you take Sirius and Professor Snape into the room to check on them, since they are Harry and Draco’s guardians?”
“Masters in trouble?” Winky asked, “Winky is helping! Winky is taking Master Sev to help masters!” Winky grabbed Severus by the arm and apparated him into the rooms, followed closely by Dobby and Sirius.
“That was brill Nev,” Ron congratulated him, “Calling Winky and Dobby! A great idea!”
“Yes, very well thought-out,” Neville blushed at the compliment from Merlin, “I had no wish to keep the boys loved ones away, however I must obey the rules. Now, Harry and Draco have both been pre-occupied as of late, and the other portraits in this school have been telling me the wildest stories. Perhaps the two of you can clear things up?” Ron and Neville nodded and began filling the portrait in on what had been happening over the last several weeks.
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“Do you really think that Dumbledore left a trick inside the snitch?” Ginny questioned as she followed Harry up to his and Draco’s bedroom, “Isn’t it more likely that he used it to leave a message for you?”
“Anything is possible Gin,” Harry replied, “But after everything Dumbledore has done…I don’t trust him enough to try and activate the snitch without some protections.” Ginny was quiet for a moment as she watched him disable the wards around the box that he had placed the snitch in.
“What if it is dangerous?” She changed tactics, “Professor Snape said that Dumbledore knew more than him, so even with the protections he can put up its possible the thing will still be dangerous. Draco and Sirius could be hurt.” Harry frowned; that thought hadn’t occurred to him.
“I trust Sev and Narcissa to be able to keep everyone else safe,” he said finally as he removed the snitch from its box, “As long as they can keep Draco away from me…maybe I should have him stay out of the room while we do this.”
“He’ll never listen,” Ginny pointed out, “He would probably destroy the snitch before letting you kick him out of the room; he’s grown very protective over you lately.”
“Don’t remind me,” Harry rolled his eyes, “I can’t go anywhere on my own, which I guess is why you came up here with me?”
“We haven’t had a chance to talk much lately,” Ginny shrugged, “Everyone has been so busy…I have been spending a lot of time with Blaise though; he’s really nice.”
“Has Ron given him the big brother talk yet?” Harry asked.
“Like I need Ron to protect me,” Ginny returned, flipping her hair over her shoulder, “Anyway, back to the snitch-why don’t you just activate it now? I can wait downstairs-that should be far enough away so that I don’t get hurt if the thing is dangerous, but close enough so that I will be able to tell if you need help. Or, I could stay with you-I’m not afraid of a little danger.”
“I would never forgive myself if you got hurt because of me Ginny,” Harry replied, “I have thought about doing it alone-but what if whatever Dumbledore did to the snitch is really dangerous? It could affect the whole school if we don’t have any wards set up.” He shook his head, “No, I think it would be better to follow the original plan. Come one; let’s go meet the others.” Harry put the snitch in his pocket and left the bedroom, Ginny following close behind as he descended the staircase. They were about halfway down when Ginny let out a surprised cry and fell into Harry, knocking them both down the stairs. Harry fell hard, hitting his head on the railing a few times before coming to a stop on the floor where Ginny landed painfully on his stomach, knocking the wind out of him.
“Oh Harry!” Ginny cried, “I’m so sorry! I twisted my ankle on one of the steps and it made me lose by balance! Are you okay?” She quickly got off Harry and looked at him with wide, anxious eyes.
“Y-yeah,” Harry said as slowly sat up, his hand going to his head, “Just-a little out of breath is all; and I have a slight headache, but I’ll be fine. We should go-”
“No!” Ginny protested, “Wait a few minutes; if we take too long I’m sure Draco will come find us, but there is no reason why you can’t sit still for a bit-at least until the world stops spinning.”
“How did you know the world was spinning?” Harry asked her.
“Because you hit your head pretty hard there Harry,” came the reply, “Hitting your head that hard is pretty much guaranteed to cause some dizziness. Come on; let’s get you over to the couch.” Ginny stood and offered Harry her hand which he waved away as he slowly got to his feet. He followed Ginny to the couch and saw that she was limping slightly.
“There are some healing potions in the cabinet over there,” Harry said, pointing to a dark wooden cabinet against the far wall, “Want me to get something for your ankle?”
“No,” Ginny refused, “You sit and I’ll get the potions; you could probably use one for your head as well.” She limped over to the cabinet and began searching through the vials.
“I’m fine Gin,” Harry told her, “I’ve had worse.”
“That doesn’t mean you should suffer now,” Ginny pointed out as she located a general pain reliever; she opened the vial and drank some, then smiled in relief as the pain from her swollen ankle faded. Ginny closed the cabinet and crossed back over to Harry, glaring at him until he accepted the potion with a roll of his eyes.
“There-happy?” he asked once he drank the potion.
“Ecstatic,” Ginny deadpanned, “Now that we’re all better we can go meet the others.”
“Yeah, we’ve been gone a while now,” Harry agreed, “We’ll probably run into Draco in the hallway-I’m surprised he hasn’t shown up yet.” He rolled his eyes again and got to his feet, then checked his pocket to make sure the snitch was still there. To his surprise, the tiny object was warm; with a frown he pulled it out of his pocket and saw that it was glowing.
“Was it doing that before?” Ginny questioned, “Because I don’t remember it glowing before.”
“It didn’t glow before,” Harry murmured, “I wonder what caused it…”
“Put that down now!” Harry jumped as the portrait slammed open and Draco shouted at him; the blond didn’t wait for him to comply, but ran over to Harry and slapped the snitch out of his hand.
“Dray? What’s going on?” Harry asked in confusion, then he saw Theo, Hermione and Luna enter the room as well; “Theo? ‘Mione?”
“Thank Merlin you’re still here!” Draco said, “What in the world possessed you to take that thing out of its box? You were the one who said you didn’t trust Dumbledore and it might be dangerous! Didn’t you stop to think that perhaps it would be safer to leave it in the warded box until you reached the Room?” He took hold of Harry’s arms and looked him over as he spoke, checking for any sign of injury.
“Well-I-no,” Harry stammered, “I didn’t think of that; I mean, I figured the snitch would only open if I put it to my mouth, so I didn’t think it would be dangerous until then. I’m not hurt;” he said, pushing Draco’s hands away with a scowl, “Nothing happened.”
“Idiot Gryffindor,” Draco scowled, “That thing is dangerous enough that McGonagall changed back to her human form to warn us about it!”
“Really?” Harry tilted his head curiously, “What did she say?”
“I didn’t stick around long enough to find out,” Draco snapped, “I was more worried with stopping you from doing something stupid. Now, let’s get that thing put back in its box and go find Sev.”
“Alright Dray,” Harry agreed, “I’m sorry for worrying you.” He placed a tentative hand on his fiancés arm and smiled when Draco covered it with his own for a moment before letting him go. Hermione walked towards the snitch, which had rolled over near the fireplace.
“No,” the strangely hollow voice caused her to stop, and everyone looked around for its source.
“Theo?” Draco questioned, seeing the glazed look on his friends face, “What are you doing?”
“Only Potter can touch it,” came the monotone reply, “Potter will take the snitch and Malfoy will change the password or the Mudblood dies.” Theo pointed his wand at Hermione; the witch reached for her own wand, only to cry out as Theo sent a painful stinging hex her way. “You will not fight me or you shall die and Lovegood will be next. Write down a new password Malfoy and give it to Ginerva; she will give the new password to your portrait.”
“Do it Draco,” Harry said softly, “We can’t let him hurt Hermione and Luna.”
“Very well,” Draco glared at his housemate before wandlessly summoning a quill and some parchment. He quickly wrote down a new password, making it one that Severus would hopefully be able to guess-Lion. He handed the parchment to Ginny, who cast a nervous look at Theo before heading for the entrance. As she opened the portrait Theo quickly whispered “Imperio” and forced Ginny to give the password to the portrait of Merlin before returning to the group and sitting down in a chair. As soon as she sat down the spell lifted and Ginny shook her head to clear it.
“You wanted to run,” Theo said.
“Of course I wanted to run,” Ginny shot back, “I would have gotten help since you’ve gone crazy.” Theo nodded thoughtfully, and Draco thought he saw a hint of a twinkle in his eyes, but it quickly vanished.
“Crucio.” Ginny cried out in pain as the curse hit her, but it was lifted after only a few seconds and then Theo sent a spell at Ginny and Hermione which knocked them unconscious. “There-that’s two less people to cause problems,” Theo said, and Draco could definitely sense a hint of amusement in his voice; “Not to worry-they are merely asleep. Now Potter-the snitch, if you please my boy.” Draco grabbed Harry’s arm and the brunet moved closer to him causing Theo to narrow his eyes. “Do not make me repeat myself or one of your friends will suffer.”
“What will it do Dumbledore?” Harry asked as he walked towards the snitch with Draco-who refused to let go of his hand-following close behind.
“Ah yes, very clever Harry,” Theo said approvingly, “How did you determine that I had possessed the boy instead of simply using Imperio?”
“I’ve had enough conversations with you to recognize you when you talk, even if it is through someone else,” Harry replied, “Are you going to tell me what the snitch does?”
“It will take you to where you belong,” Dumbledore replied, “Pick it up Harry; it won’t activate from a mere touch.” Harry sighed but picked up the snitch before facing Dumbledore with a look that said ‘now what?’
“When we return Mother will make sure the wards on your cell keep your magic contained,” Draco informed Dumbledore, “And you had better pray that you have not injured Theo.”
“Don’t forget the Rowan Fairies,” Luna added as she stepped up beside Draco, “Harry will always be protected.”
“You will not be accompanying Harry, Mr. Malfoy,” Dumbledore said, obviously choosing to ignore Luna for the moment, “I have other plans for you. Accio Potter’s wand!” Harry’s wand flew towards Dumbledore, who seemed surprised that Harry didn’t try to stop him.
“I don’t really need a wand anymore,” Harry shrugged.
“You cannot defeat Voldemort without a wand,” Dumbledore told him, “However to use your wand would merely result in another impasse. Mr. Malfoy-perhaps you would loan Harry your wand? After all he has a greater need for it.”
“I am not going to be separated from him,” Draco sneered, tightening his hold on Harry, “If he needs a wand I will gladly lend it to him when the time comes.”
“Why must children always be so stubborn?” Dumbledore sighed, then looked at the portrait in alarm; “Seems we are running out of time children; I had hoped you would be more cooperative, however I came prepared to do what I must.” Dumbledore pointed his wand at the two boys and sent a blasting spell at their connected hands, causing them to let go as they were thrown against the far wall. Draco was immediately wrapped with bands of fire around his neck, wrists and ankles that had him crying out in agony.
“No! Stop!” Harry cried, turning to face Dumbledore with angry green eyes; he sent a burst of pure power at the old wizard-before remembering that Dumbledore was using his friend’s body; not wanting to hurt Theo, Harry allowed the spell to dissipate.
“That’s right,” Dumbledore said, casting a circle to trap Harry, “Wouldn’t want to hurt poor Theodore, now would we? Ms. Lovegood-perhaps you would lend Harry your wand?”
“Of course,” Luna agreed readily, beaming at everyone in the room, “The blibbering humdingers have returned, and they were most informative.” She reached through the ward and handed Harry her wand before looking at Draco; “The firefliers won’t be happy with your treatment of Draco you know.” Harry took a step towards his fiancé, but the ward flared up and prevented his leaving.
“Once Harry cooperates I will gladly remove the bands of fire from Mr. Malfoy,” Dumbledore told her. “Now Harry-to activate the portkey you must hold it as you did when you caught the snitch during your first game. Don’t worry my boy; I have put an anti-choking charm on the snitch so that you do not accidently swallow it. You should hurry; I don’t think Mr. Malfoy can survive the fire much longer.” Harry looked at Draco and started to move towards him, but Luna beat him to it, reaching straight through the ring of fire encircling Draco’s neck to place her hand above his pulse; Draco’s face was still screwed up in pain, but his screams quieted down.
“You swear to let him go if I do as you ask?” Harry demanded, and Dumbledore nodded his assent; “Okay, I’ll do it but you have to let Draco go and stop possessing Theo.”
“As soon as you have gone Draco will be free from my binding and I shall leave Theodore and your friends alone,” Dumbledore assured him, “I know you are upset with me right now Harry, but you must understand everything I do is for the Greater Good.”
“The Greater Good is a bunch of bull,” Harry retorted, “It’s nothing but a fairytale you told the wizarding world so that they will follow you; your lies have already been exposed Dumbledore and after I take care of Voldemort I’ll make sure you can never hurt anyone again.”
“Harry,” the soft voice caught his attention and he looked over his shoulder to see that Luna had paled considerably; she still had one hand on Draco’s pulse point and the other over his heart-Draco appeared to be unconscious, “I can’t block it much longer; so much pain…”
“Luna-” Harry reached out a hand towards his friend and his unconscious fiancé, then remembered the wards trapping him, “Take care of him for me and tell him…tell him I promise I’ll come back.” Luna nodded and Harry turned back to face Dumbledore once again, but rather than say anything he simply raised the snitch and placed it in his mouth; as soon as the snitch touched his lips Harry felt the uncomfortable tug at his navel that was the portkey activating and he closed his eyes, dreading what he knew he would face next….
AN: Another chapter up and we get closer to the end! I know it’s a bit of a cliffhanger but…well, it was either this or make you wait another month or so for the chapter to get put up. I’m working on this as best I can, but it’s slow going right now; work is driving me to exhaustion and I’ve been only having one day off a week. I’ll continue to work on this story, and hopefully I’ll have the next chapter-which I have started on-up soon. Thank you for all the reviews and thanks for sticking with me!
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