Terrorism Repaid

Justin was as eager as Draco was to depart the Manor. Their cloaks were bundled up carefully. Severus clasped both students tightly and they landed outside the Hogwarts’ gate. Filch let them in and despite Draco’s yearning to see his partner they managed a sedate stroll up to the gates. Once inside one of the students gave the professor a note.

He opened it: “Ah! I see … Draco take your vassal and show him your bed please.”

“Yes Professor, immediately.”

“Does that mean I’m a Slytherin now?”

“Just shut up Justin, for a minute. Just do as you’re told.”

“What ever My Lord wishes,” Justin made a sweeping if slightly mocking bow.

Draco’s steps were as close to running as possible, Justin was panting by the time they entered the dormitory.

“Come and lie down with me.”

“Oh no! Not again, please I’m still sore from earlier on. Please?”

“Just hug me!”

“Is that all?” Justin did as he was bid: “Merlin’s ears, where are we? What’s Potter doing here? Blaise why are you sitting next to the Weasel?”

Draco clamped his hand over Justin’s mouth: “Meet our newest recruit, friends. I suggest we answer his questions briefly, he’ll probably ask them at least twice more.”

“I didn’t know you two were friends?”

“We’re more that that now, Ron, as you know. Justin and I became friends after Harry’s escapade with the snake I conjured.”

“Oh …! Right …!”

Harry came over and kissed Draco and then, with his arm around Draco’s shoulder offered his hand to Justin. Justin looked at Draco wonderingly. Draco nodded affirmatively and Justin tentatively took Harry’s hand, feeling that maybe one of the twins’ jokes was hidden in it.

“Hello Justin, I’m Draco’s Frateris-Magicae. We’re in a special room set aside for us by the school. Despite our outward differences we’re all friends when we’re in here. Ron’s my best mate and Blaise is Draco’s best mate. I know roughly what went on at the Manor and I suspect Draco knows much about what happened here.”

“You’re serious aren’t you? Okay which side do we bat for, not that beast’s one, I hope?”

“Harry won me over to the light a few weeks ago, not that I wasn’t inclined that way beforehand. I just lacked the courage.”

“So what about your oath to the Dark Lord.”

“Voldie’s enforcing aura is in this stasis box, Justin,” said Hermione holding it up: “He’d know if we destroyed it. I liked the extra word you slipped in, Draco. It made containment so much easier.”

“Thanks Herms, I stuttered more than necessary and managed to slip it in. Okay, Lover who’s your vassal?”

“It’s me, Draco, when are you going to confirm me? Will it be at the same time Harry confirms Justin?”

“What do you mean, Harry has to confirm me?”

“Same process as at the Manor, Justin, but lovingly and only with our full agreement. I can’t wait for Draco to fuck me. It’ll give us a lot of protection from Voldie and his minions.”

“Wait! I’m to be fuck fodder for Parselmouth Potter?”

“Rather crudely put, but yes. I’ll not force you Justin; that would negate the protection. That’s why I was so pleased you agreed this afternoon – you wouldn’t be here otherwise. Please, at least consider it?”

“It’s no bigger than yours is it, Draco?”

“Do you want to inspect it, Justin?” Harry started to unzip his trousers.

“What! In front of the girls?”

“Along with Uncle Severus they were our witnesses.” Harry had revealed his semi hard pecker.

“Want to compare, Justin?” Draco was in the same state of déshabillé.

Justin’s mouth fell open and he started to blush: “Well now … you know those screams were just for show, don’t you, Draco?”

“Yes! I saw you winking at me.”

“Well now … I’m not averse to another thrill like that … Okay count me in … Wow, what a turn up … Pater would be furious if he knew, he’s really against gays, you know. Sorry … Did you call him Voldie Gra … Herms? This is all very new to me … Are you up to it now, Harry?”

Harry was giggling: “I think you’re the Huff equivalent of Colin … he chatters on so much that we forget what question we’re answering … Um … Our binding marathon was much more tiring than what we’ve both been through so, yes … Um … Voldie’s our pet name for him, makes him feel less threatening, somehow … Um … I think Lucius would be furious if he knew about Draco’s real allegiance … I’m glad you volunteered, I’m not sure what we’d have done if you hadn’t. Well Draco, are you up to it? Oh! Silly question I can see you are.”

“Yes lover, so are you. Hmm … Do you three mind acting as witnesses again … Sorry Ron, would you act as our witness please?”

“Give me that plug please Blaise, I want to be ready for tomorrow’s session. Yes Draco I’d be honoured to be your witness.”

“Herms, I’ve got a spare tampon, it might be better than gooey knickers.”

“Thanks, Pans. Our turn tomorrow boys; don’t forget.”

“Um … you three as well … Um … Tomorrow?”

“Are we aiming for a Nonet, then?”

“Yes Draco, Blaise and Ron have some ideas.”

“May we talk after you’ve confirmed us please?” Blaise was naked on the bed next to a nude Justin: “We’re almost on the boil in anticipation.”

Draco and Harry looked at each other and shrugged off their clothing. They stalked to the bed with their stalks at the ready. For the brothers-in-magic this was another new experience. Being able to see their partner’s body at work next door was a great aphrodisiac. There were some slight differences in the shapes of their vassals’ passageways, but each inserter managed to brush their thrill spots at every thrust. They were all so worked up that it was soon over.

“Malfo super Zabinius conadrogaro Servitor Frateris.”

“Potto super Finca-cum-Fletcham conadrogaro Servitor Frateris.”

“Finca-cum-Fletcho infer Pottam concorroboro Servitor Frateris.”

“Zabiniam infer Malfam concorroboro Servitor Frateris.”

The golden thunderstorm raged for a few seconds and the two new frat-vassals stood up holding each other.

“Merlin’s balls, Harry, you know how to wield that instrument of yours. That was a superlative sensation. I enjoyed it more than Draco’s, not for want of performance Draco, before you hex me, but for want of a loving accepting atmosphere.”

“You’re off the hook, Justin. I agree, the atmosphere makes a lot of difference. But for the snake’s interference I might have gone soft on Voldie.”

“I had the simulacrum ready just in case, Lover. I hope you didn’t mind me using it earlier.”

“No way. It got that hag of an auntie off my cock that much earlier. Thanks! She’s infested, you know.”

“Um … Yes I suffered too … who was your exterminator? Herms was mine.”

“Mother took me up to my room, I was crying after that incident with Dirtitrix. Thanks for the aftershave Blaise.”

“How did you know?”

“Harry conveyed its impression to me when I was about to heave from Dirtitrix’s smell and only you use Magihom products.”

There was a knocking from inside one of the cupboards. The four naked ones grabbed their cloaks and their wands, the other three just their wands.

“Who is it?” Harry yelled: “We have you covered.”

“That sounds like a cliché from a Muggle gangster film,” said a muffled Severus. “May Albus and I enter, please?”

“Come in Uncle --- and Headmaster.”

“I think; dear boys and girls, that in this place I should also be an honorary Uncle. I see you have a new recruit. Do I smell sex in the air? Well Frateris-Magicae, what have you been up to now?”

“Hmm … I had to make Justin my vassal at the Manor earlier …”

“Um … I took the advantage and selected Blaise here for the same treatment at the same time …”

“Hmm … We have just confirmed our partner’s choices; Justin’s pleased that he’s on the side of the light.”

“Well chosen, Mr Finch-Fletchley, congratulations. Do I suppose that the other three were the legal witnesses?”

“Yes Hea … Uncle Al, we were, all per the book as it should have been.”

“With you and Pansy as witnesses, I’m quite sure it was absolutely ticketty-boo, Hermione.”

“Do you have Voldie’s, hex safe, Harry?”

“Yes Uncle Sev. We’d like your advice on how to cover Draco with it whenever he goes to the Manor.”

“I shall not give you advice, Harry; now I know you’ve got the brains, you have to use ’em. However I can recommend some books for you to read tomorrow.”

“Um … I think we’re going to be rather busy tomorrow; at least, Draco and I are. The gang has pencilled in some more vassal making for us to do.”

“Merlin’s ears Sev; what it is to be young and eager, with a plentiful supply of spunk.”

“You’ve not missed many nights this month Albus, don’t denigrate yourself. Minerva hasn’t complained again has she?”

The youngsters were wide eyed at such professorial intimate revelations.

“No, neither has Pomona about you.”

“Hmm … Uncle Sev … Are you saying that it’s not just you two who are sexually united?”

“Yes Draco … How else do we keep the castle impregnable? We only told you two about us two at the time because it was pertinent. Now you are spreading out so we can reveal something more of our network to you. You really should try to include some more girls, you know.”

“Err … Uncle Sev?”

“Yes, Ronald?”

“Blaise and I had sort of come to that conclusion already. We had a couple in mind.”

Albus chuckled: “The only two openly gay ones I recall are Terry and Ernie, perhaps you were thinking about them? They’d fit the bill; at least as far involving the other two houses is concerned.”

Ronald went beetroot red: “Erm … No, not them … They’re girls.”

“So have you and Harry shared a bed, Ron?”

“Yes, but just for cuddles and hand jobs. We muss-up the other bed but Mum seems to know, doesn’t she, Harry?”

“Um … Yes! She bought my nightmares story for some time, though.”

“At least they were true. She’s comforted you herself a few times too.”

“And here I thought Gryffs were all noble and self-sacrificing beings. Maybe there’s not that much difference between Slyths, Huffs and Gryffs after all.” Justin grinned at Blaise.

“Well Godson, have you opened it yet? Albus and I really came to see if you need any help obfuscating.”

“Merlin, I’d forgotten all about it. Excuse me Guys; I have to read this secretly in my bed-space.” Draco jumped into bed and drew the curtains. Half a minute later the curtains twitched. “Harry, come here for a moment, please.”

Harry had been hovering and was inside the curtains in a jiffy. The onlookers heard shouts of laughter and heavy kissing sounds emanating from the bed-space.

Severus was growing impatient – at last he broke: “Messrs Potter and Malfoy come out here this instant and explain yourselves.”

A hand appeared through the draperies holding the parchment; Severus snatched it and began to read, then he turned the missive right way round. He began to chuckle and handed the letter over to Albus.

“Well I never … Now this information must not leave our circle for the moment. There is a strategy to be worked out … It seems that Voldie – in his great wisdom – has instructed Draco to attempt to seduce Harry and to get him so besotted that Voldie can control him via Draco. There are other stipulations of a minor and fairly personal nature, some of which have already been carried out, but not in the order that Voldie envisioned them.”

Harry stuck his head through the bed-curtains: “Isn’t it great Uncle Al; Draco and I can be open about our relationship.”

“In the end yes, Harry; but not immediately. I’m sorry to put a damper on your joy, but Draco has to be seen to seduce you gradually. Voldie would smell a rat if you both came out tomorrow morning. Imagine what that insectile reporter would make of it. I have a feeling that Voldie wouldn’t want too much publicity either. We could make a start by declaring cross house co-operation by pairing people up for certain lessons, from that could grow an interest in various projects. I’m sure I have enough influence to get our two best seekers awarded an invitation to visit certain teams, for instance.”

Harry looked crestfallen; Draco’s head came out of the curtain: “Come on Love, put your trousers on again. Uncle Al speaks good-common sense, let’s go and work out a cunning campaign – I know there’s enough Slyth in you to enjoy fooling the hoi-polloi.”

“Okay – I understand – I s’pose.”

Albus asked the boys to summon Winky. When she arrived she was asked to serve dinner to them in the Salon. They sat round the table in front of the fire eating and discussing tactics.

The first part of the campaign would be to get both sides to stop insulting each other. Draco would have to take the lead, shushing his fellows and trying to get them in a cooperative mood. Making dark hints that he was on Voldie’s business.

Once that took hold, Harry was to be surprised and remark on the lessening tension, urging his friends not to instigate trouble. Ronald was to grumble a bit, so Harry and he would stage one of their rows about it; that should win over some die-hard waverers.

Justin was to see the growing co-operation and make suitable supportative remarks.

In a few weeks time, Severus would start by dishing out joint potions projects – in much the same way as he had done previously when Harry was still taunting Draco. Severus would hint to Voldie that he’d seen Draco trying to chat up Harry and that he was worried. They hoped that Voldie would then order Severus to encourage the liaison.

After a week or two of that, Albus would ask Severus for a report to the staff meeting, and then recommend that other teachers do the same. Slowly, they hoped, the other students would get used to the co-operative idea. Once the concept was accepted Albus would issue a press statement saying how well the cross fertilisation project was working and how it was enhancing each students learning. That, they hoped would stop Rita from imputing other underhand ideas in her articles.

Draco suggested that he offered to help Harry with his potions in return for Harry helping Draco with his DADA. This could be used as an example. Hermione and Pansy were already working together with their magi-medic-studies. Ron and Blaise to be seen doing certain creature projects, both of them felt easy with those studies. Other discussion took place, with a Hermione/Draco Arithmancy venture plus a Pansy/Harry Charms enterprise. The students became overenthusiastic and the two professors dampened things down.

They realised that there would be hitches along the way and agreed to use the Salon for project meetings. That led on to how the others were to access the room. Whereas Draco might be expected to have different guests in his bed and get away with it, Harry’s projected persona would not. The bed head idea would work for assignations at night, as all parties now understood the connection between sex and strong magical protection. Pansy got ribbed when she offered to set up a rota so that they all got fare shares. Apropos that, the girls were given possession of the anti procreation charm that the female professors used to avoid unwanted pregnancies.

As all the participants undertook potions lessons, Severus said that one of his store cupboards could be used as a dummy entrance – in fact that was the way he and Albus had gained entry that evening. Some light-hearted discussion took place as to how each participant could call a meeting in a coded way. Admiring the way the professors had managed the original Sunday assignation the weekend before and finding out, inter-alia, that Poppy was one of the professorial protection group.

Blaise and Ronald were deputed to sound out their friends and if they considered them suitable, to bring them to see Severus and Harry. Draco would be there but under the cloak, appearing if everything seemed to be positive. Before that Albus would interview the pair about their partnership, not condemning but ensuring that they were strong enough in their bonds to resist approbation from others. He would also cast some seeking charms that would reveal if they had dark connections. He said he thought they would prove negative, but wondered about the snake incident and Justin’s attitude to Harry. Harry and Justin said that they had made things up, thus supporting Albus’s original guess.

Severus found glasses of his orange liqueur for them all to enjoy. Draco said he preferred it to his father’s brandy. Harry managed to snaffle the bottle so the two of them went to bed in a very happy mood.