JADE & THE SILVER DRAGON

Reminder: Parseltongue in bold italics


Chapter Seventeen


Severus and Sirius drank their coffee, having gotten over their surprise when Harry and Draco came in holding hands. Severus watched as Harry kept glancing to the clock on the wall. “Is there somewhere where you need to be at a certain time Harry?” he asked.

Harry took a bite of his pancakes before answering. “I’m going to the quidditch pitch,” he answered grinning, trying to look innocent. “Didn’t Pansy bring my broom?”

“Yes, it’s by the door,” Sirius said.

“Isn’t there Gryffindor practice there this morning?” Severus asked cautiously.

“Yep,” Harry smirked. “I’m supposed to be there for the practice.”

“But...as a professor, you can’t be on the team,” Severus said smugly.

Harry swallowed the last bit of his orange juice, then got up after looking at the time again. "I'm not playing on the team. McGonagall asked me to coach the team,” he grinned, then couldn’t help but laugh at Severus’s gobsmacked expression. He leaned down to press his lips to Draco’s. “See you later my Silver Dragon,” he said softly still grinning, then left Severus’s rooms, hearing him muttering something about conniving old broads, and Sirius’s and Draco’s laughter.


After a cup of coffee or two with Severus and Sirius, Draco went in search of Pansy. He found her sitting up in the Gryffindor stands with Hermione as they watched the practice. “Hey Pansy, surprised to see you here,” he grinned leaning down to kiss her cheek. “Hello Granger,” he said to Hermione.

“Hello Malfoy,” Hermione said smirking putting emphasis on his name.

“Wake up okay?” Pansy asked grinning knowingly.

“Hmm, hmmm,” he murmured as he watched Harry fly around on his broom, then couldn’t help but smile when Harry caught his eye and flew towards them. Harry smiled in greeting to the two girls then leaned down to give Draco a teasing kiss to the lips as he hovered beside him.

Hermione shared a look with Pansy as Harry left Draco in a kiss induced stupor. “Well, I need to finish an essay for Runes class. I’ll see you two later,” Hermione smiled, happy to see Harry getting his wish.

Draco waited until Hermione left and looked at Pansy. “So, how was movie night?” he asked.

“It was fun,” Pansy replied. “We actually had a good time surrounded by Gryffindors.”

“Did Harry come down with you when you left?” Draco asked not looking at her.

“No. Why?”

“He was there when I woke up,” Draco frowned in confusion, “and I was completely naked.”

“You don’t know why you woke up naked? Don’t you remember stripping down for bed?” Pansy asked getting concerned.

“No, I don’t,” he replied looking down at his hands. “Last thing I remember is sitting at the club with Blaise, drinking my firewhiskey...then waking up naked with Harry on top of me...not that I minded that last part,” he grinned. “But I don’t usually sleep in the buff. I found that a bit odd.”

Pansy saw the confusion and the tiredness in Draco’s eyes. She happened to glance down at his neck. “What happened to your hickie?” she asked moving his shirt collar.

“That’s another thing Pans...this morning it was completely gone. Something that dark does not disappear over night...and I was not planning on removing it magically,” he said leaning his forehead on his hands. “I’m so bloody tired,” he added sighing heavily.

Pansy rubbed Draco’s back, noticing Draco absently rub on one of his fingers. She looked closer to see a small bruise on the pad of his finger. She was starting to get a little worried for her friend. What he described sent warning signals through her mind about Blaise and what he may be up to. She vowed to keep a closer watch on Blaise. “Why don’t you go have a nap or go see Professor Snape for some pepper-up potion,” she suggested.

“Good idea. Tell Harry I’ll see him later, okay?” he asked getting up and leaving a contemplative Pansy.



Draco decided on just the pepper-up potion, grimacing at the taste as he downed it in one swallow. “Can’t you make it where it tastes better Sev?” he asked.

“I could....but I won’t,” Severus smirked. “I’d have students pestering me non-stop during NEWTs.”

The two of them talked of their summers for the next couple of hours. Draco went on about the vacation he had with his mother in Paris, the muggle and wizarding sites they visited. Severus told of the Egyptian Asps that Harry had befriended and the days they spent building the deck. Severus looked to the clock and noticed the time. “Merlin, I didn’t realize it was that late already. I’m supposed to meet Harry at Hagrid’s in about fifteen minutes,” Severus said getting up. “You may join me if you like,” he said noticing the way Draco’s eyes lit up at the mention of Harry.

“What’s at Hagrid’s?”

“No idea,” Severus sighed and gave a small smile when Draco grinned up at him.

They were just about at Hagrid’s front door, when Severus glanced to Draco. “You like him don’t you?” he asked.

“Yeah, I do,” Draco replied putting his hands in his front pockets.

Severus read the note attached to the giants door. “I’m happy for you Draco. You both deserve happiness in your lives,” he said putting his arm around Draco’s shoulders, steering him towards the lake. “We’re to meet them at the waters edge.”

Draco and Severus arrived at the lake to see Hagrid and Harry thigh deep in the water. Draco noticed Harry now wore loose fitting jeans and a blue button down cotton shirt. “What are you doing?” he asked getting their attention.

“We’ve just arrived ourselves and I was just about to call our guest,” Hagrid grinned as he looked to the two new comers, then back to the lake.

Harry looked at Draco who rolled his eyes mockingly as Hagrid whistled. He stepped back as a large long head came out of the water towards Hagrid who had his hand held out with large clumps of seaweed in his grasp. It was hard to tell the actual length of the creature while it’s body was in the water. The face was dragon like, similar to a basilisk, with fins at the sides of the face and at the top of the head, getting smaller as they went down it’s back. The belly of it was scaled, the sides and back slicked down in a fine coat of fur. What was most awe inspiring was the color of the creature. The body of it was bright with colors...colors of a full rainbow after a heavy rain.

“Um...Hagrid...what is it?” Harry asked.

“This here beauty is an Arcusus Sea Serpent,” Hagrid said proudly as he petted the side of the serpents head while it was sniffing at Hagrid.

“I’ve heard of this serpent,” Severus said coming closer.

“Where did it come from?” Draco asked.

“She just appeared after that heavy rainfall we had last week,” Hagrid replied, his big hand still stroking the head of the creature.

“She?” Harry asked. “How do you know?”

“If you look closely, you can see tiny nipples in the scales...and there are smaller ones close by,” Hagrid said.

Harry looked out to see smaller rainbow colored bodies a little deeper in the water. ‘Something sweeter,’ Harry heard.

“She wants something sweeter than seaweed Hagrid,” Harry said not realizing that he voiced what the serpent has asked for.

“You can understand it?” Severus asked.

“Why of course!” Hagrid beamed giving the serpent some sugar that he had in his pocket, which he kept on hand for other creatures he had around. “Serpents are from the dragon family, but are also reptilian. Can you ask her what her name is Harry?”

‘Hello beautiful one. My name is Harry. What may I ask is yours?’ Harry hissed.

The Arcusus looked in the direction of the hissing then waded over to him, it’s head still raised above the water. ‘You can speak our language?’ it asked.

‘Yes. I have this gift to talk to reptiles...most particularly snakes,’ Harry hissed back.

The serpent circled around Harry, it’s nose sniffing Harry’s face and body as Harry stood still. ‘My name is Somnus,’ she hissed.

‘Your name means sleep or sleep of death in Latin. Why is that?’ he hissed.

‘When one is fully grown..as I..a bite from me would put you in a dream-filled state of sleep indefinitely,’ she said lifting her head proudly.

‘And what of the young?’ Harry asked.

‘The young’s bite puts one into a healing sleep. Once human is healed...they awake,’ she replied.

‘Would you harm humans?’ Harry asked.

‘Not unless they provoke us. We are not usually meat eaters...and quite frankly can not stand the taste of humans.’ she replied.

Draco had come up beside Severus as Harry conversed with the serpent. Part of him was extremely worried as Harry was surrounded by the long body of the creature, and another part of him was extremely aroused hearing him speak parseltongue.

“What does Harry think he’s doing?” Draco asked aloud.

Severus glanced at Draco and saw the worry and a lot of lust in his godson’s eyes. ‘Good Merlin...not him too,’ he thought to himself. He remembered Devlin’s and Raiden’s reaction to hearing the parseltongue from Harry. ‘Must be something about Harry...maybe an attraction to start with for the parseltongue to react that way,’ his enquiring mind thought.

“It looks like he’s got a new friend,” Severus answered Draco sitting on the ground, followed by Draco who sat cross-legged beside him as they watched and listened to Harry converse with the serpent then translate to Hagrid.

Harry pet Somnus on the side of her head then watched as she turned and swam towards her young. He walked over to Severus, Hagrid, and Draco, doing a quick drying spell on his jeans. He saw the look in Draco’s eyes and licked his lips as he saw the lustful gaze on him.

“Somnus has agreed to give us a sample of her venom, along with samples from her young. She said there are about ten young ones. And they really like being petted, so the fur samples should be a breeze to get from them for your potions Severus. Do you have some gloves that could be used for that?” Harry asked looking to Severus.

“I believe so. The venom of these Arcusus Sea Serpents are quite rare. The healing potions I can make with it would be much appreciated for the infirmary,” Severus answered. “Although the venom is not poisonous, I think it would be wise to use caution when we get these samples.”

“Can you take the samples Monday during class?” Hagrid asked. “The seventh year students can get the fur samples while you two get the venom samples.”

“Do they bite?” Draco asked.

“Only if provoked,” Hagrid said.

“They like seaweed, and apparently sugar, so we should make sure we have lots of it on hand for the class,” Harry said. “It will keep them happy while we are petting them to get the fur samples.”

“Well, I’m heading back for a cup of tea,” Hagrid said. “Would you like to join me Severus?”

“Yes, I think I will,” Severus replied getting up off the ground and dusting off his robes.

“I better get going too. I have some essays to mark from my second year class,” Harry said getting up, then held out his hand to Draco.

The two of them were walking along the edge of the forest, heading towards the quidditch pitch. “You know...I forgot you could do that,” Draco said reaching for Harry’s hand.

“Do what?”

“Speak parseltongue,” Draco replied.

Harry stopped walking, then put his arms around Draco’s back. “You liked that Drake?” he asked giving him a kiss on the lips.

“Hmm....yes,” Draco replied breathlessly as Harry’s mouth trailed down his neck, then up to his ear. He felt Harry flick his tongue around the shell of his ear, then heard the whispered hissing in his ear.

Harry spoke parseltongue, his warm breath ghosting into Draco’s ear. “What did you say?” Draco asked putting his arms around Harry’s neck, pulling him closer.

Harry skimmed his hands down Draco’s back to land on his bottom where he pulled him closer, their erections coming together. “I want you Draco...I need you," Harry moaned, grinding against Draco, his face buried in Draco’s neck.

Draco arched his neck as Harry ravished the sensitive skin by his ear. “Merlin...Harry...you drive me crazy,” he panted.

Harry looked up into Draco’s eyes then gave him a kiss. “My room or yours?” he asked suggestively, grinning at the cliche muggle pick-up line.

Draco answered the grin, then stepped back, grasping Harry’s hand in his. “Too far,” he said pulling Harry with him as they headed towards the quidditch pitch. He opened the flap that covered the bottom of the stands and practically dragged Harry further into the beamed enclosure.

“Drake, where are...mmmph,” Harry started to ask before his back was pressed against a thick beam and his mouth was covered with Draco’s bruising lips.

Draco ravaged Harry’s lips, plunging his tongue into Harry’s sweet tasting mouth, pressing his body flush against him. He pulled away after several breathless minutes needing oxygen, trailing wet kisses along Harry’s jaw to his neck. “Gods...Harry..I want you...need you,” he panted.

Harry’s hands gripped Draco’s hips, pulling him closer as he grinded against him. His hands gliding up Draco’s sides coming to the front to deftly unbutton the shirt, then sighed when they finally touched the heated skin.

Draco moaned against Harry’s neck as Harry’s fingers grazed his nipples. “Right there,” he panted, then moaned louder when Harry pinched both nipples at the same time. “Want to see you....haven’t seen you yet,” he said heavily as his hands went to Harry’s shirt, quickly starting to unbutton the shirt. “Fuck it,” he swore as he grasped the edges of the shirt and ripped it open, buttons flying in every direction. He pressed his chest to Harry’s naked chest for the first time, moaning at the skin to skin contact. He pulled Harry’s head down to his to plunder his mouth again.

“Draco,” Harry moaned when Draco reached between them to grasp his erection through his jeans. His hands went to the snap of his jeans, while Draco’s mouth moved lower down his chest.

Draco gave a small smile against Harry’s chest, letting his hands slide down Harry’s sides and muscled stomach. He moved his lips lower and stopped in surprise seeing the gold hoop through the nipple. He darted his tongue around the nipple and heard Harry growl deep in his throat as he arched his back towards him. He placed his lips around the hoop, letting his teeth graze the sensitized nipple while his hand went over Harry’s as it stroked the hardened cock.

“Gods....Draco,” Harry moaned thrusting his hips forward into their hands.

Draco felt Harry’s arms tighten around him. “Not yet Jade,” he panted as he stopped Harry’s moving hand to grip the base of the cock to stop him from cumming. He knelt down on the ground and licked his lips as he looked hungrily at the weeping cock, the head engorged and purple. His hands went to Harry’s hips to push the loose jeans down his legs, his touch firm but gentle as he helped Harry step out of them. He kissed the top of Harry’s thighs while his hands slid up the back of his legs, kissing Harry higher up the leg, nibbling onto the skin the closer he came to Harry’s erection.

Harry looked down as Draco paid special attention to his hip. His body shuddered when Draco ran his fingertip around the head of his cock, coating it with his pre-cum, then slowly ran it down the underside of his cock, past his balls, to tease the puckered entrance. His head banged back against the beam as Draco brought his mouth down on his cock at the same time as he thrust a finger deep inside of him. He grasped the back of Draco’s head to bring him closer as he thrust forwards, his cock hitting the back of Draco’s throat.

Draco squeezed the base of Harry’s cock as he deep throated him, plunging two more fingers deep inside Harry. He let Harry set the pace as he fucked his mouth. He curved his fingers inside of Harry to hit Harry’s prostate and was rewarded when Harry cried out his name right before his cock pulsed in his mouth, shooting his cum in his very willing mouth. He swallowed every drop, licking him clean before standing up. “Turn around and place your hands on the beam Harry,” he instructed, his voice deep with need.

Harry turned around on shaky legs and heard Draco’s pants slip down his legs. He looked behind him to see Draco use a lubricating spell and coated his cock with a few strokes of his hand. He spread his legs more and felt his cock growing again in anticipation of being fucked from behind.

Draco slid the head of his cock up and down Harry’s crevice. “You want this Harry?” he asked huskily pushing into Harry a bit, then pulled out to rub against the entrance again.

“Yes,” Harry moaned throwing his head back. “I want you to fuck me Draco,” he groaned trying to push back against the blonde. Draco held onto Harry’s hips and continued to tease him until Harry started speaking parseltongue, knowing that it would end the tormented teasing.

“Fuck Harry.....so tight,” Draco panted as he inched his way in slowly.

Harry pushed back fast until Draco was buried deep inside of him, his hands gripping the beam as he moved forwards then back again, impaling himself on Draco over and over again.

Draco held on tight as Harry moved against him, watching as his cock disappeared into Harry again and again. He thrust forwards, meeting Harry’s backwards plunge, holding onto his hips as he ground his cock deep inside of him. He quickened his movements, slamming into Harry while he reached down to stroke Harry’s cock in time with his thrusts. Small drops of sweat trickling down their faces and bodies as their thrusting became more frenzied. He leaned over Harry’s back as he shuddered through a weak-at-the-knees climax at the same time as Harry cried out his name and came for the second time that day.

Harry straightened his back, with Draco still inside of him and reached around with his one arm to pull him in for a kiss. His arm went over Draco’s that was wrapped around his waist, pulling Draco in more for the embrace. Draco gave him a light squeeze and moved his hips back, letting him slip out of Harry. He said the ‘scourgify’ spell to clean themselves up, then turned Harry around to face him. He pulled his jeans up which were still hanging below his hips, then helped Harry into his clothes again. His hands ran down Harry’s chest, caressing the warmed skin. “Quidditch has been good for you Jade,” he smirked.

Harry laughed then and placed his arms around Draco. “I’ve always had something to do during summers that entailed manual labor, never really had those lazy summers that most people have, so it’s not just because of quidditch.”

“I like this too,” Draco grinned flicking his finger at the ring at his nipple.

Harry gave a low moan as Draco played with the hoop. “Draco...don’t tease,” he said as he grasped Draco's hand in his. He brought it up to kiss each finger, then pulled him closer to him.

“You know, I would probably be able to produce a viable patronus right now,” Draco said against Harry’s neck as he hugged him close.

“Want to try it?” Harry said pulling back to look at Draco, starting to button up his shirt, then gave up after being able to only do up three of them as the others were scattered on the ground.

“Sorry about that,” Draco smirked slipping his hand in the open shirt at his stomach.

“Sure you are,” Harry grinned as he pulled Draco’s hand away from him to drag him out into the sun again. He led him to the middle of the pitch and stood behind him. “Now, think of your happy thought,” Harry whispered into Draco’s ear as he kissed the side of his neck.

“Harry...I can’t concentrate when you’re doing that,” Draco sighed as he leaned into the touch.

Harry gave one last kiss by Draco’s ear, then took a step back. “Okay. Now try.”

Draco closed his eyes, picturing in his mind that morning, waking up with Harry kissing him...and the mind-blowing sex they just had. He felt how much he cared for Harry, making him smile before opening his eyes and raising his wand. “Expecto patronum!” he shouted loud and clear.

Harry stood at Draco’s side as he watched a stream of white light shoot out of the wand, forming a thick mist-like fog in the middle of the pitch. They both watched as the mist cleared to see a large corporeal cat walk towards them. “It’s beautiful,” Draco said in awe as he glanced to Harry.

“You did it Drake,” Harry grinned. “Pretty coincidental though.”

Draco lowered his wand and watched as his patronus dissolved. “What’s coincidental?” he asked looking to the beaming Gryffindor.

“Your patronus,” Harry replied grinning.

“What about it? Was there something wrong with it?” Draco asked.

Harry gave Draco a quick kiss on the mouth, then closed his eyes to transform into his animagus form. Draco took a step back, then collapsed onto his knees in shock as the panther approached him. The panther nudged Draco’s hand until that hand was stroking the soft fur along the head and neck. The panther then prodded Draco onto his back as it began to lick his face. “Harry....stop that,” he laughed, trying to push the large cat off of him.

The panther looked down at the laughing blonde, then slowly transformed back into the firm, warm body of Harry. Draco, still smiling, pulled Harry’s head down to his while Harry lay partially on top of him. Their kisses were soft and teasing compared to the frenzied kisses they shared a short while ago, their hands slipping under each other’s shirts to touch skin. Neither one of them noticing the dark haired Slytherin watching them from the entrance of the pitch.


Note: Arcusus means rainbow; curve; arch; one of the five zones of sky sky in Latin language.


(typos fixed Apr. 07)