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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
31,850
Reviews:
363
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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
Wow, 20 chapters... I didn't think I'de make it this long
Chapter 20
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Last time
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“Harry!” A voice yelled and he felt someone shake his body, “Harry please wake up”
Harry groaned, his body felt sluggish and his head was muggy, like he had been crying all night...wait he had.
“Harry!” Harry turned to the voice, it was Hermione. She had a wild look in her eyes, her hair was frizzier then usual and her clothes...her clothes... they were normal, nothing like she had been wearing recently.
“Harry please help me” Tears dripped down her face and her knuckles were clenched.
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Harry swung his legs from the bed.
“Hermione what’s wrong,” Harry asked trying to push Hermione’s fingers off his legs; she had been clinging onto him.
“You’ve got to help me!” She sniffed and shuddered with more sobs. S
he looked rumpled and her clothes were even torn at some places, but they were the same book-wormish things that she use to wear.
“I can’t stop it! I can’t help it. Please help me Harry, he’s got me under a potion” Hermione’s face twisted, as if she was facing some sort of inner battle.
Taking a hard worn out breath and clutching to Harry’s knee, she was kneeing on the floor in front of him like a mortal would look to a god.
“A love potion?” Harry asked, his face dawning in realization, it all made sense.
It showed why Hermione seemed to change overnight, why she couldn’t keep her hands off Ron and why Harry had, had that vision.
But that didn’t explain it all; Ron was absolutely hopeless at making potions. Harry couldn’t think of anyone else that could be doing it for him, because he didn’t act like Hermione while she was under the potion Harry could assume that he in fact hadn’t been drugged.
Ron had even been flirting with other people and showing off about how well he could own Hermione and Harry knew that if he had been dosed too he would be trailing Hermione around like a puppy dog.
“Yes” Hermione said, her face contorted and she seemed to be wincing in pain.
“Hermione what’s wrong?” Harry said as he watched her body simultaneously shudder as she sobbed.
“I can’t fight it Harry,” She whispered. “Not for long anyway” Her fingers grasped and she started whimpering like a kicked puppy.
“Hermione I need to know who’s doing this! Tell me was it Snape?”
“No” She hissed between her clenched teeth.
“Then was it Dumbledore? Or Voldemort,” He asked quickly.
“No... Dumbledore... spe...” She cried out and Harry could see blood dripping from her eyes as she fought the potion. “Voldemort... not... he... ” Harry heard a crack and could all but watch as Hermione’s arm broke from pressure.
She screamed like a banshee, her pain filling the whole room to the brim.
“Hermione I have to get you to the hospital wing!” Harry gasped and tried to pull her up.
“No!” She screamed.
Slapping Harry and grasping his face between her hands, her knuckles white and her chocolate brown eyes seemed to be searching for something inside Harry.
“Must know!” She yelled, her nose and ears now trickling red, her hear recoiled back from the pressure.
“Hermione stop it! You’re killing yourself!” Harry shrieked and tried to make her sit straight, so that her body wasn’t in weird positions and bones stopped snapping.
She started wheezing and coughing like she couldn’t get her words out no matter how hard he tried.
“Can’t say” She sobbed, and then looking Harry straight in the eye she whispered “Ask Jennifer.” Before dropping to the ground like a heavy stone.
“My god Hermione” Harry whispered, finding his wand he did the necessary healing charms to fix her bones and clean the blood.
“Hermione,” Harry whispered and tried to shake her awake, but with no answer.
“Hermione, please wake up,” He hissed and checked her pulse, it was still beating. ‘She must’ve fainted’ Harry mused to himself.
“Sssily hhumansss alwaysss getting themssselvesss into trouble,” A voice hissed from the corner.
“Eight, where have you been?” Harry hissed and picked the small snake. Sighing at Hermione’s current position; he levitated her to a bed.
“You humansss alwaysss meddle,” Eight continued, “Alwaysss disturbing the balance, the peace that isss naturally formed, sssilly humansss.”
“Eight where have you been?” Harry repeated; with a sigh in his tone.
“Where haven’t I been,” Eight hissed, “I’d wink at you,” He continued. “But I don’t have any eyelidssss,” His tone sounded rather dejected.
“You don’t?” Harry asked, realizing that he never asked before.
“No, no movable eyelid... we do have a transssparent ssscale covering our eyesss though. But we can’t blink or wink,” Eight sighed.
“What’sss ssso bad with that?” Harry asked.
“I can’t wink at any cute sssnakess off the opposssite sssex,” At which Harry burst into laughter.
“Ssstop laughing! It’s an ssserious matter!” Eight hissed, his voice raising an octave.
“How am I sssupose to attract a mate, if I can’t wink at them,” Eight hissed in a depressed way. “I might asss well die.” Eight then collapsed in a boneless heap in Harry’s hands. Harry couldn’t help but let a chuckle escape.
“You’re laughing at me, stop it!” Eight reared up, hiss-screaming into Harry’s face.
“Eight, if you cant blink and neither can other snakes, why is that sssstoping you from getting a mate.” Eight sat there for a second before whispering.
“Because snakesss don’t have matessss.”
“Then what the hell are you talking about!” Harry was now confused.
“Snakesss don’t have matesss, we only come together for breeding,” Harry blinked.
“Sooo you can’t have matesss?” Harry hissed.
“We can’t blink either! Rub it in why don’t’ you!,” Eight did his little snakey-pout.
“I really can’t see the problem here.” Harry hissed back.
“I want a mate, and eyelids,” Eight wound himself into a circle. “And a nice lizard to eat.” He added.
“There, there Eight, I’m sure you’ll find a mate and grow eyelids one day,” Harry hissed in mock sympathy, but Eight didn’t seem to take it that way.
“Yesss! You’re right!” Eight hissed in joy, “After all I am the Great Eight!” and then he started to do his little dance sliver on Harry’s hand.
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Harry sighed, he was so sore and achy; leaning back on his bed and looking up at his well-worn canopy he decided that he didn’t really know what to do.
There were a few more days until the rest of the school arrived and he could spend that time ignoring Draco if he wanted and hiding in a corner.
Or he could get out of his dorms, go down stairs and do something productive like homework; to show Draco that he wasn’t afraid of him... yep hard choice that, Harry liked the idea of sulking in his room. But he was a Gryffindor so he reluctantly decided to do the productive idea.
Just as he was about to leave Harry heard stirring in the bed next to him and rushed over to see if Hermione was okay.
“Hermione,” He hissed and shook her. “Hermione, come on wake up”
Hermione’s eyes snapped open and she shot up in bed. “Harry,” Her voice seemed dazed.
“Yes Hermione I’m here everything will be okay now,” Harry reached over to pat her arm but she jerked away.
“I better go find Ron,” Her voice sounded chipper and she had a large smile on her face, before bounding out of the room.
“Do you want me to bite her?” Eight hissed.
“No” Harry murmured.
“Come on lets got get breakfast, I’m sure we could convice the houssse elvesss to catch you a moussse,” Eight perked up at that idea and slid around Harry’s neck.
All the way down to the kitchen yelling things like “Faster you lazy human! Faster!!!”
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Short yes I know *sigh*
343
My big thanks to all my readers and reviewers
to answer your question
GreenEyedCat (Nope the spell doesn't work like that, in the chapter where Draco first raped him you can see that Draco forced Harry to feel pleasure. He hasn't been hurt any other time like this, the bond makes you want to be with your bond partner and accpet them but it wont completely fuck up someone's view of how normal relationships should be. Harry still has a strong will and does what he thinks is right (my Harry isn't a wimp))
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Well I hope you liked this chapter!
And yes if you're wondering snakes don't have eyelids or mates (those are actual facts)
please Review :)
love from
Shadow
Chapter 20
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Last time
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“Harry!” A voice yelled and he felt someone shake his body, “Harry please wake up”
Harry groaned, his body felt sluggish and his head was muggy, like he had been crying all night...wait he had.
“Harry!” Harry turned to the voice, it was Hermione. She had a wild look in her eyes, her hair was frizzier then usual and her clothes...her clothes... they were normal, nothing like she had been wearing recently.
“Harry please help me” Tears dripped down her face and her knuckles were clenched.
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Harry swung his legs from the bed.
“Hermione what’s wrong,” Harry asked trying to push Hermione’s fingers off his legs; she had been clinging onto him.
“You’ve got to help me!” She sniffed and shuddered with more sobs. S
he looked rumpled and her clothes were even torn at some places, but they were the same book-wormish things that she use to wear.
“I can’t stop it! I can’t help it. Please help me Harry, he’s got me under a potion” Hermione’s face twisted, as if she was facing some sort of inner battle.
Taking a hard worn out breath and clutching to Harry’s knee, she was kneeing on the floor in front of him like a mortal would look to a god.
“A love potion?” Harry asked, his face dawning in realization, it all made sense.
It showed why Hermione seemed to change overnight, why she couldn’t keep her hands off Ron and why Harry had, had that vision.
But that didn’t explain it all; Ron was absolutely hopeless at making potions. Harry couldn’t think of anyone else that could be doing it for him, because he didn’t act like Hermione while she was under the potion Harry could assume that he in fact hadn’t been drugged.
Ron had even been flirting with other people and showing off about how well he could own Hermione and Harry knew that if he had been dosed too he would be trailing Hermione around like a puppy dog.
“Yes” Hermione said, her face contorted and she seemed to be wincing in pain.
“Hermione what’s wrong?” Harry said as he watched her body simultaneously shudder as she sobbed.
“I can’t fight it Harry,” She whispered. “Not for long anyway” Her fingers grasped and she started whimpering like a kicked puppy.
“Hermione I need to know who’s doing this! Tell me was it Snape?”
“No” She hissed between her clenched teeth.
“Then was it Dumbledore? Or Voldemort,” He asked quickly.
“No... Dumbledore... spe...” She cried out and Harry could see blood dripping from her eyes as she fought the potion. “Voldemort... not... he... ” Harry heard a crack and could all but watch as Hermione’s arm broke from pressure.
She screamed like a banshee, her pain filling the whole room to the brim.
“Hermione I have to get you to the hospital wing!” Harry gasped and tried to pull her up.
“No!” She screamed.
Slapping Harry and grasping his face between her hands, her knuckles white and her chocolate brown eyes seemed to be searching for something inside Harry.
“Must know!” She yelled, her nose and ears now trickling red, her hear recoiled back from the pressure.
“Hermione stop it! You’re killing yourself!” Harry shrieked and tried to make her sit straight, so that her body wasn’t in weird positions and bones stopped snapping.
She started wheezing and coughing like she couldn’t get her words out no matter how hard he tried.
“Can’t say” She sobbed, and then looking Harry straight in the eye she whispered “Ask Jennifer.” Before dropping to the ground like a heavy stone.
“My god Hermione” Harry whispered, finding his wand he did the necessary healing charms to fix her bones and clean the blood.
“Hermione,” Harry whispered and tried to shake her awake, but with no answer.
“Hermione, please wake up,” He hissed and checked her pulse, it was still beating. ‘She must’ve fainted’ Harry mused to himself.
“Sssily hhumansss alwaysss getting themssselvesss into trouble,” A voice hissed from the corner.
“Eight, where have you been?” Harry hissed and picked the small snake. Sighing at Hermione’s current position; he levitated her to a bed.
“You humansss alwaysss meddle,” Eight continued, “Alwaysss disturbing the balance, the peace that isss naturally formed, sssilly humansss.”
“Eight where have you been?” Harry repeated; with a sigh in his tone.
“Where haven’t I been,” Eight hissed, “I’d wink at you,” He continued. “But I don’t have any eyelidssss,” His tone sounded rather dejected.
“You don’t?” Harry asked, realizing that he never asked before.
“No, no movable eyelid... we do have a transssparent ssscale covering our eyesss though. But we can’t blink or wink,” Eight sighed.
“What’sss ssso bad with that?” Harry asked.
“I can’t wink at any cute sssnakess off the opposssite sssex,” At which Harry burst into laughter.
“Ssstop laughing! It’s an ssserious matter!” Eight hissed, his voice raising an octave.
“How am I sssupose to attract a mate, if I can’t wink at them,” Eight hissed in a depressed way. “I might asss well die.” Eight then collapsed in a boneless heap in Harry’s hands. Harry couldn’t help but let a chuckle escape.
“You’re laughing at me, stop it!” Eight reared up, hiss-screaming into Harry’s face.
“Eight, if you cant blink and neither can other snakes, why is that sssstoping you from getting a mate.” Eight sat there for a second before whispering.
“Because snakesss don’t have matessss.”
“Then what the hell are you talking about!” Harry was now confused.
“Snakesss don’t have matesss, we only come together for breeding,” Harry blinked.
“Sooo you can’t have matesss?” Harry hissed.
“We can’t blink either! Rub it in why don’t’ you!,” Eight did his little snakey-pout.
“I really can’t see the problem here.” Harry hissed back.
“I want a mate, and eyelids,” Eight wound himself into a circle. “And a nice lizard to eat.” He added.
“There, there Eight, I’m sure you’ll find a mate and grow eyelids one day,” Harry hissed in mock sympathy, but Eight didn’t seem to take it that way.
“Yesss! You’re right!” Eight hissed in joy, “After all I am the Great Eight!” and then he started to do his little dance sliver on Harry’s hand.
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Harry sighed, he was so sore and achy; leaning back on his bed and looking up at his well-worn canopy he decided that he didn’t really know what to do.
There were a few more days until the rest of the school arrived and he could spend that time ignoring Draco if he wanted and hiding in a corner.
Or he could get out of his dorms, go down stairs and do something productive like homework; to show Draco that he wasn’t afraid of him... yep hard choice that, Harry liked the idea of sulking in his room. But he was a Gryffindor so he reluctantly decided to do the productive idea.
Just as he was about to leave Harry heard stirring in the bed next to him and rushed over to see if Hermione was okay.
“Hermione,” He hissed and shook her. “Hermione, come on wake up”
Hermione’s eyes snapped open and she shot up in bed. “Harry,” Her voice seemed dazed.
“Yes Hermione I’m here everything will be okay now,” Harry reached over to pat her arm but she jerked away.
“I better go find Ron,” Her voice sounded chipper and she had a large smile on her face, before bounding out of the room.
“Do you want me to bite her?” Eight hissed.
“No” Harry murmured.
“Come on lets got get breakfast, I’m sure we could convice the houssse elvesss to catch you a moussse,” Eight perked up at that idea and slid around Harry’s neck.
All the way down to the kitchen yelling things like “Faster you lazy human! Faster!!!”
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Short yes I know *sigh*
343
My big thanks to all my readers and reviewers
to answer your question
GreenEyedCat (Nope the spell doesn't work like that, in the chapter where Draco first raped him you can see that Draco forced Harry to feel pleasure. He hasn't been hurt any other time like this, the bond makes you want to be with your bond partner and accpet them but it wont completely fuck up someone's view of how normal relationships should be. Harry still has a strong will and does what he thinks is right (my Harry isn't a wimp))
---------
Well I hope you liked this chapter!
And yes if you're wondering snakes don't have eyelids or mates (those are actual facts)
please Review :)
love from
Shadow