Harry Potter and The Dragon’s Treasure (BP6)
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Brilliant
Chapter Number/Total: 16/41
Chapter Title: Brilliant
Words: 2650 Words
Harry grinned, bringing his lips to Draco's as he leaned his weight into his hip and against Draco's cock. "What do you want?" he asked, getting more and more aroused himself.
"I want to fuck you," Draco said.
"Good," Harry replied, cock twitching.
"On your knees, Potter," Draco whispered, his voice low.
Harry shivered, pulling back from Draco. "Where?" he asked.
"On the bed," Draco said, since he didn't include rug burn in his long list of kinks.
Harry pushed himself to his feet, crossing to the bed quickly. He climbed atop the mattress and grasped the headboard, just as Draco liked him to do, and he certainly didn't mind it himself. He licked his lips and then looked over his shoulder.
Draco grinned, climbing up behind his lover and sliding his hands over his arse and thighs.
"Mmm," Harry hummed at the touch, letting his eyes fall shut.
Leaning forward, Draco nipped at the soft flesh of one cheek.
Harry twitched and took in a small breath, not having anticipated the move.
Draco suddenly got the urge to lick and bite his lover's arse and proceeded to do so, leaving small red marks in his wake.
Gasping, Harry twitched with each nip, his cock heavy and leaking.
Draco squeezed and spread his lover's arse with both hands, sliding his tongue down the cleft.
"Oh, fuck," Harry whispered, arching his back with the feeling.
"Oh, yes, I am going to fuck you," Draco answered, his voice deep with his desire. "But first, I know what you really want."
Harry nearly whimpered listening to Draco's voice. "Yes," he moaned.
Draco worked his way down to his lover's opening, pausing to breathe over the sensitive tissue.
Harry shivered yet again. "God, Draco, you're so hot," he groaned. "I'm so fucking hard."
Pointing his tongue, Draco gently teased that puckered opening with it.
Harry lowered his face to the bed while still hanging onto the headboard, panting with arousal.
Draco pressed his tongue into the centre of that ring and pressed his lips to the flesh around it. He slid his right hand down Harry's thigh and between his legs, gently cupping his lover's balls.
Harry gasped at both touches, swallowing as he gripped the headboard tighter.
Pressing his tongue deeper, Draco moved it in small circles.
Harry whimpered, his heart beating fast. "Oh, fuck, Draco," he gasped.
Draco did just that, using his tongue to fuck Harry's hole.
Harry whimpered again, feeling like he needed to press back into Draco's face to get more of anything, of everything. "Please," he moaned. "Oh, fuck, please."
Draco withdrew his tongue, licking the quivering opening. "Yes?" he asked.
Harry lifted his head to look behind him, and the sight of Draco's face sent him moaning again. "Mmm, fuck me, please," he told him. "Please, fuck me."
"Yes," Draco said, grinning and then giving a last slow lick before Summoning his wand and casting the Lube Spell. He slicked his cock and then pressed fingers inside his lover, quickly preparing him.
"Merlin, yeah," Harry gasped, pushing onto Draco's fingers.
Draco chuckled, withdrawing his fingers and replacing them with his cock. He grasped Harry's hips with both hands and slid forward without pausing.
"Fuck," Harry gasped, pressing back against Draco's cock now. "Your cock belongs here," he told him. "Always fucking will."
"Yes, inside you," Draco growled, pulling back and thrusting in again. "Going to fuck you hard, hold on."
Harry's entire body trembled with those words and he was almost surprised he didn't come. He gripped the headboard until his knuckles were white, his heart beating even faster. "Yes," he said, closing his eyes, ready for it.
Draco began to use both his hips and his grip on Harry's hips to thrust hard, pulling the other man onto his cock as he did. He loved the sound and feel of his flesh slapping against his lover's.
"Fuck!" Harry cried out, wondering if he might snap the wood beneath his hands. He took each of Draco's hard thrusts as openly as he could, letting him fuck the hell out of him and loving every single second of it.
Sweat poured down his body as Draco slammed into his lover, the sensation a mix of pain and pleasure which always made him feel more alive. "Yes, mine," he growled.
"Yours!" Harry shouted, somehow managing to spread his legs wider in that moment.
Draco was panting, gripping Harry's hips so hard he would bruise as he felt himself tensing, knowing he would come soon. "Bring us," he shouted.
Harry grunted with the thrusts into his body. He reached his hand down to his own cock, only having to give it a single rough stroke before he was coming over the bed, arching and crying out with his release.
Draco thrust hard and held himself buried inside his husband as he threw back his head, crying out with his release. Magic flowed over and through him and he wept with it. No way in hell was he giving that up.
Harry slumped, panting and sweating, his mind still blank from orgasm.
Draco slid his hands around Harry's waist, holding his lover with his face pressed to his back.
Harry took in a shaky breath and let it out just as shakily. "Draco," he whispered. "You're the only one who makes me feel this way."
"Yes, only me," Draco whispered, kissing his husband's spine.
"You're all I ever want," Harry said. "If I have you, I'm happy."
Draco pulled out slowly, as he kissed his way down Harry's spine, stopping at the small of his back. He sat back, admiring the view.
Harry smiled gently and sighed, looking at Draco over his shoulder again.
Draco ran his hands over Harry's arse and down his crack, coating them in his own come as it leaked from his lover. "I could fuck you a million times and still want more," he whispered.
Harry swallowed, letting out another shaky breath. "I could take it a million times and still want more," he whispered back.
"As much as I would prefer to stay in here fucking you all day," Draco whispered, his spent cock still managing to tingle at the idea. "I think our son is probably wreaking havoc by now."
"I know," Harry said, lowering his arse to the bed and turning. "And I feel bad leaving him with Ron and Hermione so much."
Draco picked up his wand and cast Cleaning Charms for both of them. "To class, my love?" he asked.
Harry nodded, leaning forward to lay a kiss on Draco's lips.
***
When Harry and Draco had dressed and hurried through the corridors, everyone else had already cleared out of the Great Hall. When they approached the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, Harry could hear a baby crying inside and winced, glancing at Draco before he opened the door and stepped through.
Draco rolled his eyes and prepared to face a room full of their annoyed peers. He followed his husband inside.
Hermione was sitting, trying to calm Valen, whose face was red with his screams. Harry guiltily made his way over to her, throwing Lupin an apologetic look as he did. He reached his arms out for the baby and Hermione handed him over quickly.
Valen only seemed to cry harder for a minute, as if he was making sure his daddies knew how unhappy with them he was. Draco stood behind his husband so that the infant could see them both.
"I know," Harry said in a soothing tone, holding Valen's head against his shoulder as he rocked with him. Then he noticed that Ron seemed to have bits of ... porridge in his hair. Harry gave him a strange look and Ron only gazed back blankly.
Draco reached up and added his hand to his child's back. "We're here," he whispered. "Don't worry, we wouldn't leave you."
Valen seemed to calm with both parents touching him. He blinked green eyes at Draco, hiccoughing now.
Harry sighed, kissing Valen's hair and then made his way over to Ron's other side to sit.
Draco joined his husband at the table. He looked around and saw quite a number of frowns. He noted that Pansy was sitting with a Ravenclaw woman. He had to look to the back of the room to spot Theo, who did not look at Draco, staring down at his book instead. Draco sighed.
Harry didn't look for Nott or Pansy, but his own two best friends were staring at him and he could feel it. He looked over to see both of them giving him curious frowns. He sighed. "Later," he said quietly to Ron, who turned and gave the message to Hermione. She frowned a little more but then turned her head to face the front again.
Lupin was standing at the front of the classroom. "Welcome, Harry and Draco," he said. "Now that things are a bit quieter, let's proceed. How many of you can cast a Shield Charm?" He seemed pleased and surprised to find the entire class raise their hands. "I suppose you have had more experience than most preparing for N.E.W.T.s," he said with a sigh. "How about a Patronus?"
Not as many raised their hands, but everyone Harry had taught in the D.A. did. Harry hadn't had to cast a Patronus himself in a very long time, but he was still very confident he could do one.
Draco blushed then, looking down and not raising his hand.
Harry looked at him and raised his eyebrows. He'd had no idea Draco couldn't cast a Patronus Charm; he'd always assumed that he could.
Remus looked surprised as well. "Well, that's an important one to work on. Let's divide up for it. Anyone who hasn't cast one before should pair up with someone who has," he instructed.
"Do you want to work with me?" Harry asked his husband as the rest of the class began to bustle around into partners.
Draco was still blushing. "Will he let you put him down?" he asked, indicating where their son was still clutching his husband.
Harry looked down at Valen, and at his little hands balled into the material of his robes. "I don't know," he said quietly. "I think he's scared we'll leave again." He rubbed his little back.
Draco nodded. "You want to direct me?" he asked.
Harry looked back up at Draco. "Sure," he said.
Draco was nervous as they moved over to the practise area. "Cast a Shield Charm on yourself and Valen," he said, worried about a misplaced spell.
Harry nodded, doing so quickly and smiling as Valen shivered against him. "The incantation is Expecto Patronum," he said. "But in order for it to work you have to think really hard about a very happy memory. One of your happiest."
"I know the theory," Draco said, and smiled. "So many to choose from, now."
Harry smiled too. "Well, you should be able to pick a good one then," he said.
Draco's mind flooded with images and sensations. He found it hard to concentrate. He decided to use their wedding and breathed deep several times before casting the charm. He felt a rush and his spine tingled before a glowing image appeared from his wand. He gasped and laughed at the image – of a lion.
Harry beamed, watching the very large, shining cat stalk around Draco. "Brilliant," he said happily.
Most of the class had stopped to watch as well and quite a number of them laughed. "Well," Remus said, voice full of his amusement, "very good, Draco."
Draco blushed scarlet and rolled his eyes as his own private image of Harry was made visible for all.
Valen squealed happily and began reaching for the Patronus-Lion. "Kitty!" he yelled. Draco's eyes went wide as his son spoke his first real word.
Harry gasped and looked down at Valen, his mouth falling open.
Valen was doing his best to wriggle out of Harry's arms as he continued to call out to the magical beast.
Harry laughed loudly and happily. "Yes, son, it is a kitty," he said, kissing his head and then looking over at Draco.
Draco laughed loudly and freely then. Many of the others looked as shocked by this as they had by the image. Few people had ever really seen Draco laugh. He reached for his child then, the Patronus-Lion still curling around his legs.
Harry handed Valen to Draco, still amazed with their son. "Absolutely brilliant," he said, kissing Valen's head again. "How did he know that?"
"He's heard me call Sredni a kitty," Draco said. Valen was clutching Draco and cooing at the image still.
"You're so smart," Harry said to the baby, smiling and ruffling his hair. He looked at the lion then and cocked his head. "Hmm," he hummed before he raised his hand and used the memory of when Draco had first told him he loved him. It felt odd when the magic seemed to shoot straight out of his skin rather than a wand, and he watched the flowing magic erupting into ... most definitely not what it was supposed to. It was not a stag, but a ... dragon. Not as big as an actual dragon, but most definitely a dragon. He let out a faint, amazed-sounding laugh, watching the animal before him.
The room erupted in more gasps. Few people had seen Harry do wandless magic, let alone something so impressive.
"Amazing," Remus said from where he watched.
Valen squealed and began bouncing excitedly. Draco blushed, not only at the image, but at what it did to his insides. It made him feel hot and had him trembling.
Harry blushed too when his dragon approached Draco's lion and rubbed it's head into the lion's mane. He smiled sheepishly, looking up and meeting Draco's eyes.
Draco was bright red and smiling and he felt his own magic shiver in response as the lion began rubbing itself against the dragon.
Harry had to hold his laugh in at the look on Draco's face, and the redness of it, though he wasn't sure if his own face looked any different. He sidled up to his husband and child and gave them both kisses, though Draco's was a bit longer and on the lips instead of the cheek.
There were murmurs and laughter then as the others in the room watched the Patronus images intertwining at the feet of the two kissing wizards.
"Um," Remus started, swallowing. "Well, those are very strong images," he said, attempting to get the attention of the class.
Harry smiled and pulled back from the kiss, trying to ignore the embarrassing fact that everyone was staring at them.
Hermione and Ron were watching too as Hermione's Patronus, in the shape of an otter, was chased around their legs by Ron's Jack Russell Terrier.
"Well, that's probably enough of that," Remus interjected, turning slightly red now.
Harry nodded, still sheepish, but happy. "My Patronus used to be a stag," he told Draco as the dragon began to fade.
Draco grinned even wider. "Really?" he asked, so aroused he was barely able to think.
"Yes, I shot it at you once, remember?" Harry asked, amused.
Draco closed his eyes, trembling. "Oh, yesss," he answered.
Valen was burbling loudly.
Harry knew that tone. And of course Draco would be aroused after the powerful magic from Harry, but Harry didn't know what to do about it.
Draco pushed the baby into Harry's arms. "I'll be back," he managed and then headed out the door of the classroom.
Harry raised his eyebrows as he watched Draco leave, and then he looked down at Valen and smiled amusedly. "I think Daddy Draco liked that magic more than you did," he said, kissing his nose.
Chapter Title: Brilliant
Words: 2650 Words
Harry grinned, bringing his lips to Draco's as he leaned his weight into his hip and against Draco's cock. "What do you want?" he asked, getting more and more aroused himself.
"I want to fuck you," Draco said.
"Good," Harry replied, cock twitching.
"On your knees, Potter," Draco whispered, his voice low.
Harry shivered, pulling back from Draco. "Where?" he asked.
"On the bed," Draco said, since he didn't include rug burn in his long list of kinks.
Harry pushed himself to his feet, crossing to the bed quickly. He climbed atop the mattress and grasped the headboard, just as Draco liked him to do, and he certainly didn't mind it himself. He licked his lips and then looked over his shoulder.
Draco grinned, climbing up behind his lover and sliding his hands over his arse and thighs.
"Mmm," Harry hummed at the touch, letting his eyes fall shut.
Leaning forward, Draco nipped at the soft flesh of one cheek.
Harry twitched and took in a small breath, not having anticipated the move.
Draco suddenly got the urge to lick and bite his lover's arse and proceeded to do so, leaving small red marks in his wake.
Gasping, Harry twitched with each nip, his cock heavy and leaking.
Draco squeezed and spread his lover's arse with both hands, sliding his tongue down the cleft.
"Oh, fuck," Harry whispered, arching his back with the feeling.
"Oh, yes, I am going to fuck you," Draco answered, his voice deep with his desire. "But first, I know what you really want."
Harry nearly whimpered listening to Draco's voice. "Yes," he moaned.
Draco worked his way down to his lover's opening, pausing to breathe over the sensitive tissue.
Harry shivered yet again. "God, Draco, you're so hot," he groaned. "I'm so fucking hard."
Pointing his tongue, Draco gently teased that puckered opening with it.
Harry lowered his face to the bed while still hanging onto the headboard, panting with arousal.
Draco pressed his tongue into the centre of that ring and pressed his lips to the flesh around it. He slid his right hand down Harry's thigh and between his legs, gently cupping his lover's balls.
Harry gasped at both touches, swallowing as he gripped the headboard tighter.
Pressing his tongue deeper, Draco moved it in small circles.
Harry whimpered, his heart beating fast. "Oh, fuck, Draco," he gasped.
Draco did just that, using his tongue to fuck Harry's hole.
Harry whimpered again, feeling like he needed to press back into Draco's face to get more of anything, of everything. "Please," he moaned. "Oh, fuck, please."
Draco withdrew his tongue, licking the quivering opening. "Yes?" he asked.
Harry lifted his head to look behind him, and the sight of Draco's face sent him moaning again. "Mmm, fuck me, please," he told him. "Please, fuck me."
"Yes," Draco said, grinning and then giving a last slow lick before Summoning his wand and casting the Lube Spell. He slicked his cock and then pressed fingers inside his lover, quickly preparing him.
"Merlin, yeah," Harry gasped, pushing onto Draco's fingers.
Draco chuckled, withdrawing his fingers and replacing them with his cock. He grasped Harry's hips with both hands and slid forward without pausing.
"Fuck," Harry gasped, pressing back against Draco's cock now. "Your cock belongs here," he told him. "Always fucking will."
"Yes, inside you," Draco growled, pulling back and thrusting in again. "Going to fuck you hard, hold on."
Harry's entire body trembled with those words and he was almost surprised he didn't come. He gripped the headboard until his knuckles were white, his heart beating even faster. "Yes," he said, closing his eyes, ready for it.
Draco began to use both his hips and his grip on Harry's hips to thrust hard, pulling the other man onto his cock as he did. He loved the sound and feel of his flesh slapping against his lover's.
"Fuck!" Harry cried out, wondering if he might snap the wood beneath his hands. He took each of Draco's hard thrusts as openly as he could, letting him fuck the hell out of him and loving every single second of it.
Sweat poured down his body as Draco slammed into his lover, the sensation a mix of pain and pleasure which always made him feel more alive. "Yes, mine," he growled.
"Yours!" Harry shouted, somehow managing to spread his legs wider in that moment.
Draco was panting, gripping Harry's hips so hard he would bruise as he felt himself tensing, knowing he would come soon. "Bring us," he shouted.
Harry grunted with the thrusts into his body. He reached his hand down to his own cock, only having to give it a single rough stroke before he was coming over the bed, arching and crying out with his release.
Draco thrust hard and held himself buried inside his husband as he threw back his head, crying out with his release. Magic flowed over and through him and he wept with it. No way in hell was he giving that up.
Harry slumped, panting and sweating, his mind still blank from orgasm.
Draco slid his hands around Harry's waist, holding his lover with his face pressed to his back.
Harry took in a shaky breath and let it out just as shakily. "Draco," he whispered. "You're the only one who makes me feel this way."
"Yes, only me," Draco whispered, kissing his husband's spine.
"You're all I ever want," Harry said. "If I have you, I'm happy."
Draco pulled out slowly, as he kissed his way down Harry's spine, stopping at the small of his back. He sat back, admiring the view.
Harry smiled gently and sighed, looking at Draco over his shoulder again.
Draco ran his hands over Harry's arse and down his crack, coating them in his own come as it leaked from his lover. "I could fuck you a million times and still want more," he whispered.
Harry swallowed, letting out another shaky breath. "I could take it a million times and still want more," he whispered back.
"As much as I would prefer to stay in here fucking you all day," Draco whispered, his spent cock still managing to tingle at the idea. "I think our son is probably wreaking havoc by now."
"I know," Harry said, lowering his arse to the bed and turning. "And I feel bad leaving him with Ron and Hermione so much."
Draco picked up his wand and cast Cleaning Charms for both of them. "To class, my love?" he asked.
Harry nodded, leaning forward to lay a kiss on Draco's lips.
***
When Harry and Draco had dressed and hurried through the corridors, everyone else had already cleared out of the Great Hall. When they approached the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, Harry could hear a baby crying inside and winced, glancing at Draco before he opened the door and stepped through.
Draco rolled his eyes and prepared to face a room full of their annoyed peers. He followed his husband inside.
Hermione was sitting, trying to calm Valen, whose face was red with his screams. Harry guiltily made his way over to her, throwing Lupin an apologetic look as he did. He reached his arms out for the baby and Hermione handed him over quickly.
Valen only seemed to cry harder for a minute, as if he was making sure his daddies knew how unhappy with them he was. Draco stood behind his husband so that the infant could see them both.
"I know," Harry said in a soothing tone, holding Valen's head against his shoulder as he rocked with him. Then he noticed that Ron seemed to have bits of ... porridge in his hair. Harry gave him a strange look and Ron only gazed back blankly.
Draco reached up and added his hand to his child's back. "We're here," he whispered. "Don't worry, we wouldn't leave you."
Valen seemed to calm with both parents touching him. He blinked green eyes at Draco, hiccoughing now.
Harry sighed, kissing Valen's hair and then made his way over to Ron's other side to sit.
Draco joined his husband at the table. He looked around and saw quite a number of frowns. He noted that Pansy was sitting with a Ravenclaw woman. He had to look to the back of the room to spot Theo, who did not look at Draco, staring down at his book instead. Draco sighed.
Harry didn't look for Nott or Pansy, but his own two best friends were staring at him and he could feel it. He looked over to see both of them giving him curious frowns. He sighed. "Later," he said quietly to Ron, who turned and gave the message to Hermione. She frowned a little more but then turned her head to face the front again.
Lupin was standing at the front of the classroom. "Welcome, Harry and Draco," he said. "Now that things are a bit quieter, let's proceed. How many of you can cast a Shield Charm?" He seemed pleased and surprised to find the entire class raise their hands. "I suppose you have had more experience than most preparing for N.E.W.T.s," he said with a sigh. "How about a Patronus?"
Not as many raised their hands, but everyone Harry had taught in the D.A. did. Harry hadn't had to cast a Patronus himself in a very long time, but he was still very confident he could do one.
Draco blushed then, looking down and not raising his hand.
Harry looked at him and raised his eyebrows. He'd had no idea Draco couldn't cast a Patronus Charm; he'd always assumed that he could.
Remus looked surprised as well. "Well, that's an important one to work on. Let's divide up for it. Anyone who hasn't cast one before should pair up with someone who has," he instructed.
"Do you want to work with me?" Harry asked his husband as the rest of the class began to bustle around into partners.
Draco was still blushing. "Will he let you put him down?" he asked, indicating where their son was still clutching his husband.
Harry looked down at Valen, and at his little hands balled into the material of his robes. "I don't know," he said quietly. "I think he's scared we'll leave again." He rubbed his little back.
Draco nodded. "You want to direct me?" he asked.
Harry looked back up at Draco. "Sure," he said.
Draco was nervous as they moved over to the practise area. "Cast a Shield Charm on yourself and Valen," he said, worried about a misplaced spell.
Harry nodded, doing so quickly and smiling as Valen shivered against him. "The incantation is Expecto Patronum," he said. "But in order for it to work you have to think really hard about a very happy memory. One of your happiest."
"I know the theory," Draco said, and smiled. "So many to choose from, now."
Harry smiled too. "Well, you should be able to pick a good one then," he said.
Draco's mind flooded with images and sensations. He found it hard to concentrate. He decided to use their wedding and breathed deep several times before casting the charm. He felt a rush and his spine tingled before a glowing image appeared from his wand. He gasped and laughed at the image – of a lion.
Harry beamed, watching the very large, shining cat stalk around Draco. "Brilliant," he said happily.
Most of the class had stopped to watch as well and quite a number of them laughed. "Well," Remus said, voice full of his amusement, "very good, Draco."
Draco blushed scarlet and rolled his eyes as his own private image of Harry was made visible for all.
Valen squealed happily and began reaching for the Patronus-Lion. "Kitty!" he yelled. Draco's eyes went wide as his son spoke his first real word.
Harry gasped and looked down at Valen, his mouth falling open.
Valen was doing his best to wriggle out of Harry's arms as he continued to call out to the magical beast.
Harry laughed loudly and happily. "Yes, son, it is a kitty," he said, kissing his head and then looking over at Draco.
Draco laughed loudly and freely then. Many of the others looked as shocked by this as they had by the image. Few people had ever really seen Draco laugh. He reached for his child then, the Patronus-Lion still curling around his legs.
Harry handed Valen to Draco, still amazed with their son. "Absolutely brilliant," he said, kissing Valen's head again. "How did he know that?"
"He's heard me call Sredni a kitty," Draco said. Valen was clutching Draco and cooing at the image still.
"You're so smart," Harry said to the baby, smiling and ruffling his hair. He looked at the lion then and cocked his head. "Hmm," he hummed before he raised his hand and used the memory of when Draco had first told him he loved him. It felt odd when the magic seemed to shoot straight out of his skin rather than a wand, and he watched the flowing magic erupting into ... most definitely not what it was supposed to. It was not a stag, but a ... dragon. Not as big as an actual dragon, but most definitely a dragon. He let out a faint, amazed-sounding laugh, watching the animal before him.
The room erupted in more gasps. Few people had seen Harry do wandless magic, let alone something so impressive.
"Amazing," Remus said from where he watched.
Valen squealed and began bouncing excitedly. Draco blushed, not only at the image, but at what it did to his insides. It made him feel hot and had him trembling.
Harry blushed too when his dragon approached Draco's lion and rubbed it's head into the lion's mane. He smiled sheepishly, looking up and meeting Draco's eyes.
Draco was bright red and smiling and he felt his own magic shiver in response as the lion began rubbing itself against the dragon.
Harry had to hold his laugh in at the look on Draco's face, and the redness of it, though he wasn't sure if his own face looked any different. He sidled up to his husband and child and gave them both kisses, though Draco's was a bit longer and on the lips instead of the cheek.
There were murmurs and laughter then as the others in the room watched the Patronus images intertwining at the feet of the two kissing wizards.
"Um," Remus started, swallowing. "Well, those are very strong images," he said, attempting to get the attention of the class.
Harry smiled and pulled back from the kiss, trying to ignore the embarrassing fact that everyone was staring at them.
Hermione and Ron were watching too as Hermione's Patronus, in the shape of an otter, was chased around their legs by Ron's Jack Russell Terrier.
"Well, that's probably enough of that," Remus interjected, turning slightly red now.
Harry nodded, still sheepish, but happy. "My Patronus used to be a stag," he told Draco as the dragon began to fade.
Draco grinned even wider. "Really?" he asked, so aroused he was barely able to think.
"Yes, I shot it at you once, remember?" Harry asked, amused.
Draco closed his eyes, trembling. "Oh, yesss," he answered.
Valen was burbling loudly.
Harry knew that tone. And of course Draco would be aroused after the powerful magic from Harry, but Harry didn't know what to do about it.
Draco pushed the baby into Harry's arms. "I'll be back," he managed and then headed out the door of the classroom.
Harry raised his eyebrows as he watched Draco leave, and then he looked down at Valen and smiled amusedly. "I think Daddy Draco liked that magic more than you did," he said, kissing his nose.