Beautiful Dragon

Disclaimer: I do not own the HP characters. I simply place them in interesting situations and make no money whatsoever by doing so. Enjoy lovelies!! n_n

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Draco was looking at his koi, noticing that at the mention of Snape’s name he didn’t seem to be worried at all. Draco had to admit that he wasn’t very worried if Filtch was taking them to his Head of House, but most Gryffindors feared Snape. Why was his koi wearing such a defiant look on his face?

“Koi?” Draco asked softly, walking to his lover and wrapping a strong arm around the half veela’s waist.

Amadeo’s face appeared at once blank and then he smiled warmly at Draco saying, “Si, mio Drago?”

Draco smirked as his koi spoke his native language. Oh how he loved the way it rolled off his tongue so eloquently and how extremely sexy it sounded coming out of his perfect pink lips. “Nothing, Koi. Just making sure you’re with me and not off in ‘la la land’ as you so often are.” He said sneering.

As they followed Filtch and his fur ball to Snape’s office, Amadeo replied loud enough for the caretaker to hear him, “Oh, mio Drago, I wasn’t in ‘la la land’, I was in you. You’re perfect, you know? And all mine.” Draco blushed, his pale cheeks getting a light pink tinge to them.

They reached the Slytherin Head of House’s office. Guarded by a portrait of a thin woman with long, curled, black hair, and dark brown eyes, wearing a deep green Victorian Era gown and holding a silver mask to her face. Filtch tried and failed to get past the portrait. Amadeo looked at Draco and winked before walking to the portrait and saying, “Buona sera, Annabella di Zietta. Lei baderebbe a Severus di Zio di mettere all'erta del nostro arrivo? Oh, e la parola d'ordine è 'Marcellus'".

The woman smiled and said, “Certo, mio nipote. Per favore di entrare e te stesso fare alla casa.” She extended her hand gracefully.

Amadeo smiled back and replied, “I ringraziamenti, la mia Zietta amata.” Her portrait swung forward and he walked with his dragon into Severus Snape’s office. Filtch came limping behind them.

“Would you mind giving me the English translation of all that, koi?” Draco asked, impressed with his beautiful Amadeo.

Amadeo grinned and said, “I simply treated her with the respect she deserves. I said, ‘Good evening, Annabella. Would you mind alerting Severus of our arrival?’ And I told her the password. The she said, ‘Certainly. Please come in and make yourselves at home.’ I thanked her and that was that.” He finished. Seeing that Draco still had some questions he gave him a little more information using his legilmency skills but only about Annabella being his great aunt. The rest his dragon would come to on his own time. Probably tonight even, if his uncle Severus acted like Amadeo knew he would.

Severus entered his office. “What the bloody hell is going on in here, Filtch?” He asked the caretaker.

“Professor, Madam Pince called me when she heard some strange noises from between two of the bookshelves. I found these two there, Mr. Ramsey with his shirt off.” Filtch answered glaring at Draco and Amadeo.

“Is that so?” Severus asked. “That will be all Filtch, leave us.” He ordered at the caretaker.

Filtch let out a raspy growl, walked to the portrait and left.

“Amadeus, Draco, sit down.” He gestured to the two chairs in front of his desk, they did as they were told. Severus himself sat in his chair looking at the two boys.

“Do you have to call me ‘Amadeus’?” Amadeo asked.

Severus looked into the Gryffindor’s eyes and said, “Fine, Amadeo. What, exactly, were you and Draco doing in the library at eleven o’clock in the evening?”

“Exactly? Are you sure you want to know that, Severus di Zio? I’m sure it’s far too graphic for you.” Amadeo said smirking.

Severus rolled his eyes. “Spare me the details, mio nipote. I received those disturbing images from Filtches thoughts. How he managed to see all of that without you noticing is beyond me.” He said a look of disgust crossing his face for a moment.

Draco’s eyes widened. “Filtch saw us? All of it?!” He asked stunned.

“You mean the snogging, the oral activity, and the fingering? Yes he saw all of it.” Severus said sneering at Draco. “Don’t worry, his girl friend was with him. Madame Pince, who informed him of the ‘strange noises’.” His lip curled in a malicious grin.

“That’s repulsive, Professor. They just watched.” The Slytherin said glaring at the wall.

“Indeed, it is. Their low morality aside, if you two are going to be doing things like that, may I suggest that it’s not in a public place next time?” Severus asked smirking.

“Sure, Sev. It won’t happen again. Well, you won’t be informed of it happening again, at least.” Amadeo said grinning. “By the way, when did you take granmamma’s portrait of Auntie Annabella?”

Severus watched Draco’s mouth fall open at this. “When I was at the Vineyard over Christmas holiday last term. I believe you were at the Malfoy’s at the time. That’s what Mamma told me at any rate.”

“You two are related? Why didn’t I know this?” Draco asked looking from one to the other, stunned.

“Mio Drago, not very many people know much about my uncle Severus.” Amadeo said placing his right hand on Draco’s left. “His name is actually, Severus Marcellus Snape. And as you know, mio amore, Marcellus is the name of my clan. Severus is my madre’s elder brother.” He was looking at his dragon’s expression. ‘He’s so cute when he’s confused.’ He thought.

“Oh.” Draco said still confused. “I just… you don’t look alike, that’s all.”

Severus’ lips curled into a grin once again before he said, “Lucky for you, Draco, Amadeus is half veela, don’t forget that. His genes have taken from the veela blood what they could, and I’ve noticed you like the results.” He sneered at his student, who blushed, and continued. “Both my brother and his husband are half veela themselves. After my father’s death, my mother fell in love with a male veela and conceived his child, my little brother, Callistus.”

“My father was named Raffaello. He was also half veela, which is one of the things that attracted him and my madre to each other. He died when I was two, during the civil war between the veela clans, as you already know, mio amore.” Amadeo said smiling at his lover.

“Okay, wow. This is bloody brilliant.” Draco said smiling back at Amadeo. “My Head of House is my Lover’s uncle.” He laughed slightly.

“Oh, Sev, I‘ve been meaning to ask you. What do you think of Professor Lucretia? Didn’t she take your Defense Against the Dark Arts position?” Amadeo asked grinning.

Severus raised an eyebrow at his nephew. “Cordelia Lucretia? That vampire? She’s doing what needs to be done to fill the teaching position.” He said evasively.

“Sure.” He said dismissively. “Did you know that she was born in Rome in 721 B.C. That’s only thirty two years after Rome was supposedly founded by Romulus and Remus.” Amadeo said eyeing his uncle suspiciously.

Draco looked at his koi. “She’s really that old? That’s over two thousand seven hundred years, damn.” He said shocked.

Amadeo smiled. “Didn’t you wonder how she managed to get the Governors to let her teach at night?” He said. “She’s a vampire, as Sev said.”

“Gods, I feel stupid.” Draco said grinning. “I don’t know anything, do I , Koi?”

“No, nothing at all, mio Drago.” Amadeo said sarcastically.

Severus watched Draco sneer and Amadeo stick out his tongue in retaliation, before he interrupted. “I suggest you two go to bed.” He said sternly, failing miserably at trying to conceal his smile.

Amadeo laughed, looking at his uncle. “Yeah, okay. Buona notte, Severus di Zio.”

“Night, Amadeo, Draco.” He stood up and went back to his chambers.

As the two boys left Severus’ office they discussed Professor Lucretia and how Amadeo thought his uncle actually liked the vampire. When they reached the stairs leading to the Gryffindor common room they stood looking at each other, not wanting to part.

“I don’t want to leave you, mio Drago.” Amadeo said staring at his lover.

Draco smirked, “Too bad the hat didn’t put you in Slytherin, Koi.” He said placing a hand on the Italian’s pale cheek.

“Yeah I know, everyone thought it would happen that way. Most of my family has been in Slytherin, well, on my madre’s side. Papa was in Gryffindor.” the boy said before he kissed Draco on the forehead.

“Looks like you got more than your dad’s last name, Amadeo.” Draco said smiling. “Weren’t you supposed to meet Mione at twelve?” He asked.

Amadeo’s eyes widened. “Shit… I forgot. And you were supposed to talk to Blaise, yeah? He’s going to be so pissed at you.” He laughed at the thought of their friends faces when they both showed up late. Blaise and Hermione were the only ones that knew about Draco and Amadeo’s relationship. The only true confidants the two lovers had.

“We should go then, yeah Koi?” Draco asked.

“Yeah, I guess.” Amadeo replied pouting. Draco grinned and pulled his lover in close to him. He kissed his Koibito’s lips, softly biting the lower one.

“I love you, koi.” He whispered into Amadeo’s ear.

Amadeo repressed a shiver and kissed his dragon passionately before saying, “I love you too, you Slytherin Sex God.” He then managed to procure a perfect rendition of the ‘Malfoy sneer’, which caused Draco to laugh and roll his gray eyes.

“You, my love, are perfectly insane.” He smirked at the boy and said, “We’d better go. I’ll see you in the morning, koi.”

“Okay. Buona notte, mio Drago.” He said kissing Draco one more time before turning to walk up the staircase.

“Good night, Koibito.” Draco said watching Amadeo leave. ‘I love his arse.’ Draco thought to himself smirking.

When Amadeo was completely out of sight, Draco went to the Slytherin common room.


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