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Adult +
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34,069
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146
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Just A Few Things
Chapter 16 ... Just A Few Things
Veelas are world renowned for their highly developed possessive streak and protective natures when it concerns their mates. They are known to even kill both family or life long friends if that person were ever to be perceived as a threat to their chosen mate.
Therefore, Severus wasn't terribly surprised when he found himself pinned to the wall of Potter's room at nine in the morning. Holding very still in as non-threatening a pose as one can accomplish while being held by razor sharp claws against one's throat, Severus pondered the current events.
The fact young Malfoy had chosen Potter as his mate hadn't ever been a question of if but when. No, what Severus found peeked his curiosity was the facial expressions that graced Potter's face when his sleep fogged mind registered five things.
One: Harry realized he was on the floor. (Shocked)
Two: Draco Malfoy had been in his bed and had been cuddling with him. (Confused Surprise)
Three: Draco was the one to shove Harry out of bed and on the floor. (This received an accusing pouty scowl.)
Four: That Malfoy was currently naked. (An embarrassed look that was accompanied by an interesting blush that seemed to spread from Harry's face and down his chest turning his skin a deep lavender.)
Five: Draco had transformed slightly and attacked his Potions Professor like a jealous veela. Which case in point, Draco was exactly that. (Back to shock again.)
Yes, it was very obvious that Mr. Potter had no idea he'd been marked as Draco's mate. How very interesting...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry had been having the first decent sleep he'd had, well ever. So you can imagine his irritated surprise at having been awoke by landing on his bum before he'd had a chance to open his eyes first thing this morning.
As his sleep addled mind began to become aware and process his current surroundings, a few tings became apparent. One, Malfoy had crawled into bed with him only to shove him in the floor.
*Really, did he have to be such a prat first thing in the morning.* Harry felt a pout coming on and he didn't pout.
Next, was that Draco was naked and holding Snape by his throat. *Kinky* Harry thought as he took time to oogle while the oogling was good.
The pale flesh on display was like poetry in motion. He could spend hours tasting such flesh. It was the other's magic in the air, however, that made him hungry. *yummy* Harry wanted to crawl up the blond and plant himself deep within that body while draining the dark one. He would break the older one then reform him into something of his own design. Snape would beg at his feet while he bent Malfoy over and...
Harry blushed at his thoughts and was about to ask what was going on, when the thing of importance, at least in Harry's mind, registered.
There by the window was Rabbit, pounding away on the glass and laughing, yes laughing, hysterically. The little viper weed was practically bent in two as if it were holding it's tummy and alternately pointing with its left leaf between Harry and the bed to a hissing Draco and the Potions Master.
Demanding to know what the bloody hell was so funny, Harry listened as the story unfolded in between Rabbit's snickering and pointing. How Draco had snuck into his room in the middle of the night, the ensuing tongue bath *which at least explains the lolly dream*, the snuggling, *how embarrassing was that*, and finally the details of this mornings escapades starring one Professor Severus Snape storming in and demanding details.
Once Harry finally cottoned on to what was going on, he groaned. *Why me?*, he thought as he got up off the floor to stop Draco from killing the older man.
Harry took solace, as he pried talons off the throat in front of his, in knowing that at least he wasn't the only one who wasn't a morning person. Chalking that up as the reason behind Draco's attack on the professor, Harry wedged himself between the two.
~~~~~~TBC~~~~~~~
A/N: Sorry, I know it isn't as long as the original and I hope I remembered it all for this chapter. I'm trying to recreate everything I've lost, so please hang with me. Anyone want to beta?
Just so you know, suggestions and/or input is welcome, as always. Thanks to all those whom have taken time to review. To those that haven't, well that's cool too.
I'd also like to thank everyone for their support and all the help sent my way. It's good to know so many people will come together to help another in need. I'll try to write more often as my way of showing my appreciation.
ta for now,
Juno
Veelas are world renowned for their highly developed possessive streak and protective natures when it concerns their mates. They are known to even kill both family or life long friends if that person were ever to be perceived as a threat to their chosen mate.
Therefore, Severus wasn't terribly surprised when he found himself pinned to the wall of Potter's room at nine in the morning. Holding very still in as non-threatening a pose as one can accomplish while being held by razor sharp claws against one's throat, Severus pondered the current events.
The fact young Malfoy had chosen Potter as his mate hadn't ever been a question of if but when. No, what Severus found peeked his curiosity was the facial expressions that graced Potter's face when his sleep fogged mind registered five things.
One: Harry realized he was on the floor. (Shocked)
Two: Draco Malfoy had been in his bed and had been cuddling with him. (Confused Surprise)
Three: Draco was the one to shove Harry out of bed and on the floor. (This received an accusing pouty scowl.)
Four: That Malfoy was currently naked. (An embarrassed look that was accompanied by an interesting blush that seemed to spread from Harry's face and down his chest turning his skin a deep lavender.)
Five: Draco had transformed slightly and attacked his Potions Professor like a jealous veela. Which case in point, Draco was exactly that. (Back to shock again.)
Yes, it was very obvious that Mr. Potter had no idea he'd been marked as Draco's mate. How very interesting...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry had been having the first decent sleep he'd had, well ever. So you can imagine his irritated surprise at having been awoke by landing on his bum before he'd had a chance to open his eyes first thing this morning.
As his sleep addled mind began to become aware and process his current surroundings, a few tings became apparent. One, Malfoy had crawled into bed with him only to shove him in the floor.
*Really, did he have to be such a prat first thing in the morning.* Harry felt a pout coming on and he didn't pout.
Next, was that Draco was naked and holding Snape by his throat. *Kinky* Harry thought as he took time to oogle while the oogling was good.
The pale flesh on display was like poetry in motion. He could spend hours tasting such flesh. It was the other's magic in the air, however, that made him hungry. *yummy* Harry wanted to crawl up the blond and plant himself deep within that body while draining the dark one. He would break the older one then reform him into something of his own design. Snape would beg at his feet while he bent Malfoy over and...
Harry blushed at his thoughts and was about to ask what was going on, when the thing of importance, at least in Harry's mind, registered.
There by the window was Rabbit, pounding away on the glass and laughing, yes laughing, hysterically. The little viper weed was practically bent in two as if it were holding it's tummy and alternately pointing with its left leaf between Harry and the bed to a hissing Draco and the Potions Master.
Demanding to know what the bloody hell was so funny, Harry listened as the story unfolded in between Rabbit's snickering and pointing. How Draco had snuck into his room in the middle of the night, the ensuing tongue bath *which at least explains the lolly dream*, the snuggling, *how embarrassing was that*, and finally the details of this mornings escapades starring one Professor Severus Snape storming in and demanding details.
Once Harry finally cottoned on to what was going on, he groaned. *Why me?*, he thought as he got up off the floor to stop Draco from killing the older man.
Harry took solace, as he pried talons off the throat in front of his, in knowing that at least he wasn't the only one who wasn't a morning person. Chalking that up as the reason behind Draco's attack on the professor, Harry wedged himself between the two.
~~~~~~TBC~~~~~~~
A/N: Sorry, I know it isn't as long as the original and I hope I remembered it all for this chapter. I'm trying to recreate everything I've lost, so please hang with me. Anyone want to beta?
Just so you know, suggestions and/or input is welcome, as always. Thanks to all those whom have taken time to review. To those that haven't, well that's cool too.
I'd also like to thank everyone for their support and all the help sent my way. It's good to know so many people will come together to help another in need. I'll try to write more often as my way of showing my appreciation.
ta for now,
Juno