Furry Magic
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
104
Views:
136,509
Reviews:
711
Recommended:
4
Currently Reading:
3
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
chapter 20
Title: Furry Magic, chapter 20
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters.
Draco was leaning against a wall when Harry spotted him at last. Blending in instead of standing out. Very out of character. Pretty hard to see, almost like he was hiding. Glancing right and left, Harry hurried over. There was no one else around.
\"Hey, Malfoy....\" Harry began, only just audible, some instinct telling him to keep his voice low. Draco was just too casual standing there, innocence in every line of his body, attention definitely elsewhere. Harry recognized the posture, the other boy was up to something. And, as Sherlock Holmes would say...The game was afoot.
The way Draco startled, his mouth thinning, only assured Harry he was right. As Harry got closer, the blond grabbed him and dragged him up against his side. A hand went to Harry\'s lips shushing him non-verbally right before Draco spoke.
\"Shut up, Potter,\" he whispered, harsh and urgent, his breath whispering over Harry\'s ear. He tilted his head. Harry took the hint and listened to the quiet conversation going on around the corner.
Amrys, Graeme, Kaithas, and Lucius. He heard all four voices.
\"I don\'t understand why he should ask for a meeting. He is *insisting* on it. Do we dare go?\" Graeme was saying, barely human speech, more a growling snarl than anything else. Harry knew the man was pissed. Unbidden a smile came to his lips. He hoped he was part of the man\'s problem.
\"We must go.\" Amrys said next. His tone even. \"He has give us safe conduct into his territory. He will keep his word, even if he is a wolf.\"
\"Perhaps, it has to do with your sister, and the heir? Perhaps, he knows where they are? He may have located them, heard that we have been searching....\" Kaithas\' calm voice was like a balm on troubled waters. Even as the subject of his words were troubling.
Graeme said something so garbled that Harry gave up on trying to understand it. He knew that if he stuck his head around the corner, there would be one were-leopard with long coppery fur and blue eyes.
\"That would explain much. But, why not just send word?\" Lucius responded. Harry felt his whole body lock up in reaction to the man\'s voice. The reaction he\'d had to Graeme earlier was nothing compared to this. He yearned to be in there, pressed up against the man. Legs wrapping around the slim waist, feeling all that power between them. He felt the crimson wave rising up into his face, even as his groin grew tight, his nipples contracted, aching buds. Merlin, he was like a cat in heat! It was embarrassing out here. Now, when he was in bed, snuggled up....that was a whole different story.
\"Do you think the bitch is allied with him? Is it possible?\" Amrys asked, a fine thread of anger in his tone. A warning of impending violence.
\"I put nothing beyond my sister.\" Lucius said, voice tight and ringing with barely controlled fury, echoing his second.
\"I pray her loyalty has not eroded to that point.\" The Seer put in, grimly. \"But, as Lucius says, I put nothing out of her realm, not even that level of treachery. There is a madness in her of late.\"
\"Tambyn did not say it had to do with the heir, just pride business.\" Amrys commented.
\"He is cautious as always with the information he lets out. Still we must go.\" Lucius returned.
\"Who goes?\" Harry understood Graeme\'s speech this time, only just. He had to puzzle at the sounds for a second or two. There was a pause in the conversation.
\"Why is your control so tenuous, my third?\" Lucius asked, there was sound, and Graeme was purring, a deep and alluring rumble that tickled over his skin. Harry felt Draco\'s body tremble next to him. He knew the sound came from Graeme. He felt it in his bones. And, anguished, he knew why. Lucius was touching his leopard, probably petting him. Stroking a hand over the soft fur.
\"Potter, where are you going?\" Draco hissed so low Harry wouldn\'t have heard it if it wasn\'t said right up against his ear. The other youth had Harry\'s arm in a hard grasp. \"You can\'t go in there!\"
\"I...\"Harry began. Then he forced himself to relax, to stop struggling to get into the room beyond and confront Graeme. Draco looked at him strangely.
\"We leave now.\" It was the king\'s statement that distracted the two young men. Draco dragged Harry further into the shadows as the four men came out of the room. Rather, three men and one leopard. Draco pushed Harry behind him, drawing him in tight in a cliched embrace, the other young man large enough that Harry was completely hidden. None of the men looked their way, not even the were-cat.
Once the group was out of sight around a bend in the hall, Draco tugged on Harry\'s sleeve. Harry was for once in complete agreement with the Slytherin. They sped off in pursuit. Draco pulled out his wand, brandishing it. A few urgent words and the two youths disappeared from sight, the sound of their footfalls fading away.
ne\'ichan
faestion1@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters.
Draco was leaning against a wall when Harry spotted him at last. Blending in instead of standing out. Very out of character. Pretty hard to see, almost like he was hiding. Glancing right and left, Harry hurried over. There was no one else around.
\"Hey, Malfoy....\" Harry began, only just audible, some instinct telling him to keep his voice low. Draco was just too casual standing there, innocence in every line of his body, attention definitely elsewhere. Harry recognized the posture, the other boy was up to something. And, as Sherlock Holmes would say...The game was afoot.
The way Draco startled, his mouth thinning, only assured Harry he was right. As Harry got closer, the blond grabbed him and dragged him up against his side. A hand went to Harry\'s lips shushing him non-verbally right before Draco spoke.
\"Shut up, Potter,\" he whispered, harsh and urgent, his breath whispering over Harry\'s ear. He tilted his head. Harry took the hint and listened to the quiet conversation going on around the corner.
Amrys, Graeme, Kaithas, and Lucius. He heard all four voices.
\"I don\'t understand why he should ask for a meeting. He is *insisting* on it. Do we dare go?\" Graeme was saying, barely human speech, more a growling snarl than anything else. Harry knew the man was pissed. Unbidden a smile came to his lips. He hoped he was part of the man\'s problem.
\"We must go.\" Amrys said next. His tone even. \"He has give us safe conduct into his territory. He will keep his word, even if he is a wolf.\"
\"Perhaps, it has to do with your sister, and the heir? Perhaps, he knows where they are? He may have located them, heard that we have been searching....\" Kaithas\' calm voice was like a balm on troubled waters. Even as the subject of his words were troubling.
Graeme said something so garbled that Harry gave up on trying to understand it. He knew that if he stuck his head around the corner, there would be one were-leopard with long coppery fur and blue eyes.
\"That would explain much. But, why not just send word?\" Lucius responded. Harry felt his whole body lock up in reaction to the man\'s voice. The reaction he\'d had to Graeme earlier was nothing compared to this. He yearned to be in there, pressed up against the man. Legs wrapping around the slim waist, feeling all that power between them. He felt the crimson wave rising up into his face, even as his groin grew tight, his nipples contracted, aching buds. Merlin, he was like a cat in heat! It was embarrassing out here. Now, when he was in bed, snuggled up....that was a whole different story.
\"Do you think the bitch is allied with him? Is it possible?\" Amrys asked, a fine thread of anger in his tone. A warning of impending violence.
\"I put nothing beyond my sister.\" Lucius said, voice tight and ringing with barely controlled fury, echoing his second.
\"I pray her loyalty has not eroded to that point.\" The Seer put in, grimly. \"But, as Lucius says, I put nothing out of her realm, not even that level of treachery. There is a madness in her of late.\"
\"Tambyn did not say it had to do with the heir, just pride business.\" Amrys commented.
\"He is cautious as always with the information he lets out. Still we must go.\" Lucius returned.
\"Who goes?\" Harry understood Graeme\'s speech this time, only just. He had to puzzle at the sounds for a second or two. There was a pause in the conversation.
\"Why is your control so tenuous, my third?\" Lucius asked, there was sound, and Graeme was purring, a deep and alluring rumble that tickled over his skin. Harry felt Draco\'s body tremble next to him. He knew the sound came from Graeme. He felt it in his bones. And, anguished, he knew why. Lucius was touching his leopard, probably petting him. Stroking a hand over the soft fur.
\"Potter, where are you going?\" Draco hissed so low Harry wouldn\'t have heard it if it wasn\'t said right up against his ear. The other youth had Harry\'s arm in a hard grasp. \"You can\'t go in there!\"
\"I...\"Harry began. Then he forced himself to relax, to stop struggling to get into the room beyond and confront Graeme. Draco looked at him strangely.
\"We leave now.\" It was the king\'s statement that distracted the two young men. Draco dragged Harry further into the shadows as the four men came out of the room. Rather, three men and one leopard. Draco pushed Harry behind him, drawing him in tight in a cliched embrace, the other young man large enough that Harry was completely hidden. None of the men looked their way, not even the were-cat.
Once the group was out of sight around a bend in the hall, Draco tugged on Harry\'s sleeve. Harry was for once in complete agreement with the Slytherin. They sped off in pursuit. Draco pulled out his wand, brandishing it. A few urgent words and the two youths disappeared from sight, the sound of their footfalls fading away.
ne\'ichan
faestion1@yahoo.com