Finding Draco Malfoy
Chapter Ten The Gentlemen of Number twelve
Okay so I know I haven’t posted in forever but here we go I’m gonna give this the old college try
Finding Draco Malfoy
Chapter Ten
The Gentlemen of Number twelve
Black hair silky and long ran through his fingers, pale skin rested against his as a rosy mouth bruised with kisses slanted against his own. Ron felt the sheets shift around him as a hand came to rest around his member groaning he reached to reciprocate feeling the velvety satin of the answering hardness. Potion stained fingers rubbed at his face and head at the same time causing a guttural moan to break from his lips.
“God Severus yes!” he cried out grasping at the pale back of his lover.
Red hair peeked out from a mess of pillows and blankets on the window seat as Hermione approached her best friend. Ron… she wasn’t quite sure how to deal with this. The red head had never been one for sharing his feelings and for some reason the bushy haired woman was sure her friend would be in a worse mood that was normal. A moan stopped her in her place rooting her bare feet to the floor. Was Ron having a nightmare she wondered leaning forward a bit trying to get a better look at the blanket entombed red head.
Then it became all too clear why Ron was moaning as a breathy sigh “Severus” escaped the young man’s mouth. Mortified Hermione hurried out of the room gently shutting the door behind her.
Draco and Blaise lounged next to Narcissas bed, all three were intensely playing a game of exploding snap and genuinely having an amusing time of it. It had been a few hours since Narcissa had awoken and Poppy had thus far been unable to remove the two boys from the older woman’s side. Severus on the other hand had retreated to find Albus and tell him of the development. Draco had already informed his mother of the rather strange way Harry had been acting, and much to the amusement of his friend and mother his confusion as to why the other man was being so moody. Narcissa had just smiled and told Draco he would figure it out in his own time. Now nearly three hours later Narcissa was beginning to feel the effects of the strain placed on her body over the last few days.
“Draco darling I think I need some rest, if you boys will excuse me I am going to take a much needed nap.” She sighed hugging both boys in turn and sending them on their way out of the infirmary. Laying her head on the soft downy pillow and closing her eyes she drifted off in to dreamland.
Harry sighed, dinner was done but now he had no idea how to call everyone to the table. Molly always did that and really it always seemed like everyone just magically knew when dinner was finished. Harry waited a few more minutes hoping that someone would come walking in to the kitchen, when that didn’t happen he decided to find Kreacher and have the elderly elf send the message out. Ten minutes and one giant headache later people started to show up, grabbing plates and wandering in to various parts of the house to eat. Harry smiled relived that the meal seemed to be a hit and grabbed a plate himself, sitting down at the kitchen table to wait for his friends to show themselves.
Hermione was first stumbling in to the kitchen in a very un-Hermione like way mumbling something about Snape and Ron, Harry didn’t ask. After Hermione came Draco and Blaise chattering away about Narcissa and her “unearthly” skill at exploding snap, followed closely by a red faced Ron who said nothing and sunk low in to his customary seat.
Soon Hermione Draco and Blaise were arguing about some potions text that no one but the three of them would have ever read voluntarily and Harry had enticed Ron in to a conversation about the merits of the new chaser for the cannons. It seemed that life was rapidly changing around them but at least some things never changed.
Albus Stood infront of Number Twelve Grimwald place and handed a piece of parchment over to Liam the blond man raised an eyebrow but took the scrap and read it aloud. Suddenly the house popped in to place, realization filled Liam’s eyes as he looked to Albus.
“Liam my oldest friend, welcome to the headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix.”
Kay really short I know sorry but inspiration has bitten me again.