JADE & THE SILVER DRAGON

Chapter Fourteen


Harry had made his way to the classroom with the intention of marking some essays that some of his students had done recently, but after reading the same paragraph about ten times, he thought that he better leave it until his mind was in a better frame of mind. Since he had the afternoon off, he decided to work off some of his frustrations by taking a spin on his broom, then a swim in the pool.


While Harry was taking out his frustration, Draco was sitting in Care of Magical Creatures with Pansy. Hagrid had indeed brought some dragons for the class. Full grown, they were about the size of a medium muggle dog, with wings that seemed to fold into their bodies when not in use. Draco was able to forget the lost look in Harry’s eyes for most of the class until near the end when everyone was putting the dragon’s in a closed in paddock at the back of Hagrid’s hut.

“What’s been bothering you Drake? I thought the dragons would have kept your attention a bit better than they did,” Pansy asked as they walked back to the castle to get ready for dinner.

“Something wasn’t right with Harry during lunch, and I was wondering what could have happened,” Draco said. “We were laughing and joking around, then when I looked up at the staff table...he looked depressed or something. Was it something that I did Pansy?”

Pansy put her arm around Draco’s waist and gave a light squeeze. “I really don’t think it had anything to do with you Drake. I saw the way you guys were when you came into the Great Hall...along with everyone else,” she smirked, “then I noticed when Blaise put his arm around you and kissed your cheek, Harry’s smile disappeared.”

“That was just Blaise kidding around...he’s been like that for years. Why would that bother Harry?” Draco asked.

“Tell me something Draco...what did you feel when you saw Professor Snape holding Harry’s hand at lunch?” Pansy asked.

“Like I wanted to be in Severus’s place,” he replied quietly, realizing the point that Pansy was trying to make. “Are you saying Harry was jealous of Blaise?”

“It kind of looked that way to me,” Pansy said shrugging her shoulders. “Why don’t you ask him?”

“Yeah right...I’ll just come right out and ask him if he likes me,” he said sarcastically.

“Your choice...but what would you rather do...keep dreaming about Harry, or actually having him in your bed in reality?” Pansy asked smirking to her best friend.



Harry ended up taking a bit longer than he planned and had to hurriedly dress for dinner. He threw on an old pair of jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt, pulling the sleeves to his elbows, then made his way down to the Great Hall. He was looking forward for tonight, after dinner when Draco would be meeting him in the classroom, hopefully he would come by himself.



Draco had positioned himself between Millicent and Pansy at the table, trying to avoid Blaise’s wandering hands. ‘I wonder where Harry is?’ he thought to himself as he kept glancing to the head table, noticing the empty seat beside Severus. Half way though dinner, when he gave up on being able to see Harry, he felt Pansy’s elbow at his side. He looked up to see Harry had come through the side door and sit down beside Severus. ‘Merlin he looks good wet,’ he thought as he licked suddenly dry lips.

“Everything okay Harry?” Severus asked. “Have a good swim?” he added, seeing Harry’s hair still dripping water onto the black shirt.

“It was good,” Harry replied taking a bite of his salad. He was quite hungry after pretty much missing lunch and the work out he had this afternoon.

“And did you come to any conclusions?” Severus asked knowing that Harry worked out a lot of his personal feelings when swimming.

“Yes.”

“And....”

“I won’t give up unless he specifically tells me to back off,” Harry said grinning.

“Just watch out for Zabini. He can be a sly Slytherin that one,” Severus warned.

Harry had nodded in agreement, then went on about some of his students to change the subject. The remainder of dinner was spent laughing over some of the antics of some of the more clumsy students in both of their classes. Harry had kept glancing down to the Slytherin table, gazing longingly at his dragon. He caught his eye and nodded to him to show that he was ready to go, then got up and left the table, taking some chocolate frogs with him.

Draco had seen Harry’s signal and took the last bite of his dessert. He swung his leg over the bench and got up, noticing that Blaise was also getting up, then looked to Pansy and Millicent for help.

“Hey Blaise, we need to start planning our Halloween bash,” Millicent said pulling him back down after seeing Draco’s silent plea.

“We got lots of time,” Blaise said glaring at the two girls, wanting to go after Draco.

“Well, you’re in charge of the music, and everyone was wondering if we’re having a band or recorded music,” Pansy said winking to Millicent when Blaise went on to talk about his arrangements. They knew where Draco was rushing off to, and wanted to give Harry a chance.


Draco walked into the classroom to see the large chest in the middle of the room, and Harry sitting on top of it, reading a rather large book. “Hello Harry,” he said to get the other’s attention.

Harry looked up and smiled. “Hello Draco. Ready for this?” he asked slipping a bookmark in the book.

“Yeah, I think so,” Draco replied. “How should we do this?”

“Firstly, out of curiosity....what was your happy thought earlier today that you used?” Harry asked standing up and leaning back against the chest.

“When I caught the snitch before you in a game last year,” Draco smirked.

“That was your happiest thought?” Harry laughed.

“One of them,” Draco replied grinning.

“What else was there?” Harry asked coming closer, not being able to stand the temptation any longer. He placed the palm of his hand on Draco’s chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. “What is there that you feel here,” he asked huskily, “that makes your heart race, gives you a feeling that you can not help but smile when you are thinking of it.”

Draco closed his eyes, trying to calm his erratic breathing with Harry being so close to him. He opened his eyes as he felt warm fingers caressing his cheek, then looked up into Harry’s eyes. His tongue darted out to lick his suddenly dry lips as he saw the passion flare up in Harry’s darkened gaze.

Harry gazed at the invitingly wet lips and moved closer to Draco. He brought his hand up to cup Draco’s cheek and gave a warm smile when Draco leaned into it. His thumb brushed over the fullness of Draco’s lips, then couldn’t help but give a small moan when Draco darted his tongue out to lick the pad of his thumb. “I want to kiss you again Drake,” Harry said hoarsely.

Draco placed his hands on Harry’s hips and urged him closer. “Yes,” he replied softly as he looked at Harry’s mouth.

Harry leaned in close, his lips whispering across the smooth skin of Draco’s cheek, his hand sliding around to the back of Draco’s neck as he inched his way closer to the mouth he’s craved for, even more so since he had a taste on the train.

“Uh....excuse me ‘Professor’, but is this a private lesson?” a voice said disdainfully.

Harry gritted his teeth and took a step back from Draco, closing his eyes to try to control the urge to slam the intruder into the wall. He opened his eyes to see Draco’s frustration mirrored in his smoky grey orbs, then looked to see Blaise standing there looking back and forth between the two of them. “Remind me to use a locking charm next time,” he said quietly so only Draco had heard. “No. Zabini, it is not a private lesson,” he glared to the Slytherin. “Draco asked for a little extra help in his Patronus spell, and I had some spare time to help.”

“Well, I could use some help too,” Blaise said smirking as he walked up to Draco.

“Yes, you do,” Harry muttered then grinned when he saw that Draco was trying to hold back from laughing.

“Actually Harry, I would like to do this another time,” Draco said stepping away from Blaise. “I need to finish an essay for Potions and maybe rethink my happy memory before I try again,” he added.

“Sure Draco...anytime. Just let me know when,” Harry replied leaning back on his desk again, glaring at Blaise.

“Come on Drake, we have plans to make for Halloween,” Blaise said tugging on Draco’s sleeve.

"Yeah, okay,” Draco said following Blaise out of the classroom, getting a quick glimpse of Harry as he picked up his book again. They were at the staircase when Draco stopped in his tracks and started to search his pockets. “Shit!”

“What’s the matter?” Blaise asked.

“Forgot my wand,” Draco said trying to look put out.

“Well, I’ll go with you to get it,” Blaise volunteered as he started back to the classroom.

“No, that’s okay Blaise. I’ll just go run and get it and meet you in the common room,” Draco said.

“But....”

“I’ll be right there,” Draco said as he rushed back the way he came from, fingering his wand in his side pocket.

When he entered the Dark Arts classroom he saw that Harry was now sitting cross-legged on the large chest reading. He took a few moments to look at his leisure at the man that gave him that happy feeling that made him want to smile whenever he thought of him.

Harry looked up and smiled when he saw Draco come closer. “Forget something Drake?”

“Is there going to be a next time Harry?” Draco asked softly, thinking of what Harry had muttered about putting a locking charm on the door before they were interrupted.

“I would like there to be.”

Draco came forward and bent down to press his lips to Harry’s, lingering there as they moved along the intoxicating fullness of Harry’s lips. He pulled back reluctantly to look into Harry’s heated gaze. “Me too,” he said, his breath mingling with Harry’s before giving him a quick kiss again, then grinned to himself as he turned his back to Harry and left the classroom, leaving Harry in an euphoric daze, looking like he just received the best gift of his life.


(typos fixed Apr.07)