JADE & THE SILVER DRAGON

Note: Parseltongue is typed in bold italics.


Chapter Two

Over the next week, Harry had a certain routine for his days. He woke early in the morning to swim in the lake, laying out on the floating wooden platform about a mile out from shore, soaking up the sun on his naked body. He liked the feeling of swimming unrestrained. Sirius was kind enough not to tease him about that after catching him coming back to shore completely starkers.

He then had breakfast with Sirius, a book usually propped up on the table while eating, then the two of them would go outside to work on their deck. After dinner, Sirius helped Harry with his training.


Severus and Devlin walked through the green flames of the Black residence to what appeared to be an empty house. They followed the sounds of loud music at the back of the house, then walked through a set of large patio doors that went out from the kitchen. They looked around to see the deck wrapped around two sides of the house with a second level a couple of steps down from the main part of the deck.

At the lower level their eyes stopped, looking at the two men who were bent down, hammer in hand, nailing the light colored wood to the frame. Devlin recognized Sirius, but looked closer to the other guy. He was shirtless, his jeans hanging low on his hips, tears at the sides of the jeans and the knees. He wore a muggle baseball cap with his longish hair pulled back underneath it. Devlin nudged Severus. “Sev, who’s that?” he asked.

Severus pulled his eyes from Sirius’s naked torso then looked to the other man, surprise evident on his face. “I do believe that would be Harry,” he smirked.

“That can’t be the same guy as last week,” Devlin said just as Sirius stood up and looked over to them.

Sirius turned down the music from Harry’s stereo then walked towards the two new comers. “Severus, Devlin, glad you could make it,” he said grabbing a towel from the deck railing to wipe the sweat from his tattoo’d chest and neck.

Devlin watched Harry stand up straight, arching his back towards the sun. Harry brought his hand up to have his discarded shirt appear in his hand to wipe the sweat from his face and neck.
‘Gods, he shouldn’t hide that body like he does,’ he thought to himself as Harry came closer to them smiling in welcome.

Harry smiled when he saw Devlin standing there, looking godsmacked. He thought he might try to see if there was any kind of attraction there, so instead of putting his shirt back on, he flung it over his one shoulder and looked Devlin in the eye as his hand ran across his chest and stomach.

Severus saw the way the two younger men were eyeing each other and raised his brow mockingly to Sirius who smirked back at him knowingly. “We thought you might like a hand with the deck.....and we brought some refreshments,” Severus said.

“Hope you like muggle beer,” Devlin said finally looking away from Harry’s tanned chest.

“Great, that would definitely hit the spot right now,” Harry said smiling as he sat down in a nearby deck chair, taking his hat off to run his fingers through the tangled mess of his shoulder length hair.

Sirius conjured up two more chairs for Severus and Devlin to sit. “So, you want to be our free labour for the day?” he said grinning at the two. They were certainly dressed for it, in faded jeans and t-shirts, their hair tied back at the nape of their necks.

“Sure, but don’t let it get around though,” Devlin replied shifting in his seat as he watched Harry lean his elbows on his knees, watching the muscles shift with movement in his upper body.

“So Devlin, did you play quidditch in the American school?” Harry asked.

“Yeah, played beater position,” he replied. “Do you play?”

“Yes, I play the seeker position.”

“Since first year,” Sirius added proudly, smirking to see Harry’s face tinge red from the praise.

“Except for my fifth year,” Harry said grinning.

‘So that’s why his body looks so good,’ Devlin thought to himself, imagining what Harry’s skin would taste like.

“So Harry, did you read any of that book that I found for you?” Severus asked.

“Yes, it’s got quite a lot of good ideas that I’ve been thinking of using.”

“Like what?” Severus asked.

Harry looked around the deck and pointed his finger towards a block of wood, for it to levitate towards them.

“You’re really getting the hang of the wandless magic aren’t you?” Severus asked.

“It’s getting easier,” Harry replied, setting the block of wood on the metal tray before them. He placed both hands about an inch away from the wood, mouthing words none of them quite heard. The piece of wood almost immediately started to smoulder, the smoke rising above it, then burst in flames.

They all watched it flame for a few minutes before Severus put the fire out. “What are you planning on doing with that spell?” Severus asked.

Harry sat back, took a swig of his beer, then looked out towards the lake. “If I can get close enough to him, I plan on using the spell to slowly set fire to his internal organs as I send his soul to hell,” Harry replied quietly, a steely look of determination on his face. “Hopefully to watch him suffer a most painful death.”

The other three looked to each other, surprised at the dark tone that Harry expressed. Sirius put his hand on Harry’s shoulder reassuredly. Harry looked to Sirius and smiled thankfully, placing his hand over his to give his fingers a light squeeze.

“Will that end his life.....I mean there has been a few times that we though he was dead, but managed to come back,” Severus asked.

Harry gave a small smile. “Not sure, but I’m still researching my books. I want to have a couple of plans on the go. One never knows with him,” Harry replied as he finished off his beer and stood up. “Well, I’m going to work, you old folks can sit and be lazy if you want,” he said grinning at the three as he put his cap back on his head.

“You know what your deck is missing?” Devlin said looking down on it also trying to lighten the mood.

“What?” Sirius asked thinking that their deck was good.

“A hot tub,” Devlin smirked.

“A what?” Severus asked.

Harry grinned at the confusion on the older wizards faces. “It’s like a big bath tub that usually has these ledges to sit on while jets of water shoot out the sides, massaging your body as you relax. The water is usually quite warm, hence the name hot tub. It sounds like a good idea though. What do you say Siri?”

“That does sound like it would be a good idea, especially after days like this,” Sirius said stretching his body forwards. “Do you want to pick it out. I wouldn’t know the first thing about them to know what we want.”

“I can help you pick one out Harry,” Devlin suggested.

“Sure. How about tomorrow afternoon?” Harry asked. At the nod of agreement Harry smiled. “Good, now lets get some work done here,” he ordered laughing.

The four of them then went to work, hammer and saw in hand as they finished off the floor and railing on both levels of the deck. There was still an overhang they wanted to build on the upper deck that connected to the house, a few benches, the staining of the deck, and now the hot tub to place on the lower level.

After a steak dinner that Severus and Sirius cooked up on the barbeque, they sat outside, letting the night breeze breath over their tired bodies. Harry sat back, his eyes closed, relaxing after all the work they accomplished for the day, when he heard a strange noise to the right. He got up and walked slowly to the edge of the deck.

“Harry, what are.....” Sirius started to ask before Harry held up his hand for them to be quiet.

Harry heard a hissing noise so he crept closer. ‘Is them, strike them where there is bare skin,’ the hissing said. He came closer and saw a long thin black snake with about three others closely behind it.

‘Hello, what are you doing here at my home,’ Harry asked in parseltongue.

The snake came into view, it’s head raised regally. ‘You speak our language? Who are you?’ it asked.

‘I am Harry Potter. Now what are you doing here?’ he asked again in parseltongue.

‘He did not mention that you are a snake speaker. We had orders to find you, then bite you and any others that may be with you,’ the snake said.

‘From who?’ Harry asked.

‘From the other that speaks our language,’ it said simply.

‘Aren’t you a long way from your home, and what has he promised you in return?’ Harry asked.

‘He brought us from our warm place where there is lots of warm sand......he hasn’t promised us anything in return,’ it said coming closer to Harry.

‘What if I could promise you a way to get back home or a safe place for you and your kind?’ Harry asked, ‘instead of biting us.’

The snake seemed to ponder this over and spoke a few words to the other snakes before turning back to Harry. ‘You have our agreement.’

‘Are you the ones that bit the men in their prison cells at Azkaban?’ Harry asked the snake.

‘Yes,’ the snake replied.

‘Could we possibly have a sample of your venom so we can make an antidote incase anyone else gets bitten?’ Harry asked hopefully, thinking of the many other uses the venom could be used for in potions.

‘You will not hurt us?’ the snake asked nervously.

‘No,’ Harry hissed back.

The snake stayed still as if thinking of it’s options. ‘I will stay. My companions will send word to the others to come here so you can do as promised.’

‘Agreed,’ Harry said smiling. ‘You must let your companions know to not let the other snake speaker hear of this.'

The snake turned to the others behind it and hissed the instruction, then slithered up to Harry and went up his arm when it was extended. Harry walked towards the other three men and sat back in his chair. He stroked the head of the snake then asked it’s name in parseltongue.

‘My name is Selkis,’ it hissed back moving it’s head into the touch of Harry’s stroking hand.

“Do you realize what kind of snake that is Harry?” Severus asked Harry nervously.

“No, I don’t. It’s look is not familiar to me,” Harry replied.

“That is an Egyptian Asp, or the Chameleon Asp as some call it due to the way it can camouflage with it’s environment at will. It’s venom is very deadly. Once bitten, the persons bodily functions immediately shut down, then death instantaneously soon after,” Severus said. “Is it’s kind the one’s that killed the Death Eaters?”

“Yes,” Harry replied.

“They usually leave humans alone. I wonder why they would attack?” Severus pondered.

‘Did the other snake speaker do anything to you? Why attack us humans?’ Harry asked in parseltongue.

‘We were all put in a large metal box when we were captured from our home. We felt a spinning sensation then were put to sleep. When we were woken, we felt angry,’ Selkis hissed back.

‘How did you know who to bite?’ Harry hissed in question.

‘I do not know. When we woke, we were in a cold dark place. We bit the nearest human,’ Selkis replied.

“It says it doesn’t know why they attacked. They were captured from their home and were put to sleep in a metal box. When they woke up, they felt angry and lashed out at the humans....I mean Death Eaters in the cell,” Harry said.

“Could be an anger inducement potion in with them,” Devlin suggested.

“Selkis said she would give a sample of her venom for the antidote,” Harry said smiling to a surprised Severus. “I also said we would either send them back to their home or find a warm place for them to stay.”

“How many are there?” Sirius asked.

Harry hissed the question to Selkis and waited for the response to be hissed back at him. He nodded to the snake then looked to the others. “About thirty of them,” he replied.

Harry got up and placed Selkis at the edge of the deck where she could meet the others. “I thought she would be giving us the sample of the venom?” Severus asked curiously.

“She will be back tomorrow,” Harry said. “She also said she or the others will not bite another human while on these properties.”

Sirius got up and looked to the other three. “Well, I’m going to have a quick shower. Why don’t you two stay the night, there’s a couple of guest rooms upstairs,” he said grinning trying to stifle a huge yawn.

Severus looked to Devlin who nodded. “Thank you. We don’t have any idea when Harry’s snake will be back tomorrow, so the guest rooms will be fine for the night,” Severus said also getting up to go inside. “Do you have any books on Asps?”

“I’m sure there’s something on snakes in the library. Harry’s been enlarging the book collection quite quickly,” Sirius said smirking as he headed towards the house. “Come, I’ll show you where it is.”

Harry and Devlin sat in companionable silence as they drank their beer. “So, Harry, do you have a girlfriend back at school?” Devlin asked looking over to Harry.

“No I don’t...nor a boyfriend, which I prefer,” Harry replied smirking at Devlin. “How about you? Anyone special in your life?”

Devlin shrugged his one shoulder. “There’s someone, but he and I have a very open relationship. No commitments, just good times. Is there a special guy you’ve had your eye on?”

Harry laughed, “there is one guy, but it’s not going to happen. He’s dark as I am light,” he said still smiling.

“So you give off this innocent, lily-white type of act in front of him,” Devlin said smirking.

“I’m not really a ‘lily-white’ type of person in front of him. It’s just that I seem to get away with more shit than he does, and I think he kind of resents that,” Harry sighed before taking a drink.

“You know, you speaking parseltongue is sexy as all hell.....maybe you should try some of that on him,” Devlin suggested.

“You think so?” Harry asked as Devlin nodded. “What would I say? How about.....” Harry started to speak normal, then switched to parseltongue as he leaned his elbows on his knees, looking intently into Devlin’s eyes.

After the last hiss, Devlin looked back at Harry. “What did you say?” he asked huskily, also leaning forwards to hide the prominent bulge in his jeans.

“Maybe I’ll tell you another day,” Harry said getting up. “Now I’m going to go in and have a shower then hit the sheets. Goodnight Dev,” he said smirking to himself as he left the dark haired man on the deck.

“Shit,” Devlin said softly as he leaned his head back against the lounge chair, stretching out his legs in front of him. His hand rubbed over his straining erection in his jeans. He unzipped his jeans and released his cock to the night air. His thumb grazed the leaking head, making him give a low moan. His one hand went further down in his jeans to cup his balls as his other hand gripped his aching cock, moving up and down slowly on his length. He closed his eyes hearing the parseltongue spoken by Harry and picturing his sweating naked upper body. The Harry in his mind slowly slid his jeans over his hips, then walked closer to him until their erections were rubbing together, the hissing in his ear bringing him closer to release.

His head went back as his cock pulsed in his hand, his hand and stomach coated with his cum. He cleaned himself up, then went into the house not noticing Harry watching him from the window ledge above.


Note (again): The Egytian Asp I made up....if there is a snake by that name that is a chameleon snake, then well I got lucky I guess. Am not aware that there is though.