Furry Magic
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
104
Views:
136,512
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 23
Title: Furry Magic, chapter 23
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters.
\"Draco!\" Harry hissed at the taller boy. Draco was quiet, staring off into space, floating on his back in the warm water of the spring. He startled when Harry shook his shoulder.
\"Harry?\" His pupils were dilated, eyes unnaturally wide. He flailed out an arm, Harry caught it right before it would have smacked him across the face.
\"What the hell is wrong with you, Malfoy? Did you hit your head?\" Harry asked as he inched closer to the other youth while they drifted in the water. They were in here to wash off the noxious wolf-scent. But Draco hadn\'t even started to wash. Just hung in the water, staring off into space. A million miles away.
\"Nothing is wrong. In fact, every thing is right. I\'ve figured it out. Merlin! How could I have been so blind?\" Draco said, voice growing distant again, dreamy. Harry pinched him under the surface of the water. Draco gasped, slapping at Harry\'s fingers.
\"Draco.\" Harry\'s voice held a warning note. \"You aren\'t making any sense. Are you drunk? High?\" He asked even though he couldn\'t imagine when Draco might have gotten his hands on anything intoxicating.
The blond boy snorted. \"No, Potter, I am not high.\" His eyes were focused on the present at last. Harry sighed with relief. All right then.
They\'d been sent to the bathing rooms under guard as soon as they\'d arrived back at the Manor. Mantheer and Yaji stood towering before the only exit to the rest of the building. Letting no one in. Nor letting the two miscreants out. Both men had their arms crossed over their chests and thunderous expressions. The king of the pride had other duties to attend to before he could address their little indiscretion.
\"What have you figured out?\" Harry whispered.
\"Huh? What are you talking about?\" Draco said, a funny look on his face, as if he was a fraction disoriented. He turned his face towards Harry.
\"You said you\'d figured it out. What?\" Harry reminded him patiently. Handing him the bar of soap and wash cloth. Draco ignored the offerings, his face going wary.
\"Turn around, Malfoy.\" Harry gently turned Draco away from him and ran the cloth over his back. Draco jumped. Whirling around as fast as he could in the water.
\"Potter...\" He said warningly, \"You\'d better not be thinking....\"
\"Oh, for pities sake, Draco! Then you wash yourself! One or the other, and be quick about it, \'cause we aren\'t going to be let out of here until we are clean. By their standards.\" He canted his head in the direction of their glowering guards.
\"Oh.\" Draco said. The he leaned in. \"Harry. I need your help.\" He whispered. Alarm bells went off in the Gryffindor\'s brain. His head started shaking automatically.
\"After the trouble you just got me into?\" He asked incredulously. \"Are you nuts?\"
\"No. This is serious. I am serious. Just listen. Swear to me you won\'t tell. Tell me, honestly, if this isn\'t for the best.\" Draco hissed under his breath in Harry\'s ear.
\"Fine. My word I\'ll keep your secret unless it\'ll get us killed. That good enough for you, Malfoy?\" Harry groaned at his own stupidity for agreeing to it. He should be avoiding Draco for the rest of his life, however long that was going to be once Lucius got his hands on them. Not listening to his secrets.
\"It\'ll do.\" Draco nodded, pursing his lips. He remained quiet thinking, for several long minutes.
\"So....\" Harry prompted, at last. Whatever it was it seemed important to the other young man.
\"I\'mgoingtohaveababy.\" Draco muttered. Avoiding Harry\'s eyes. Harry\'s brows knit while he tried to untangle the words. Then his eyes went wide, and he gasped.
\"What!\" Harry yelled once he\'d deciphered the sentence. He grabbed Draco\'s shoulders and shook him. Of all the hair brained....
Mantheer and Yaji were away from the wall and at the edge of the pool before Draco could reply. Mantheer reached into the water and lifted Draco out like he weighed less than a baby. Water ran off Draco\'s long, bare limbs as he literally flew up out of the pool.
\"I\'m fine Mantheer, I swear. Potter and I are just talking. No harm done.\" Draco was trying to soothe his body guard, and get free of him at the same time, with little success.
Yaji had Harry by the scruff. His arm was pressed very near Harry\'s mouth as he dragged the boy out of the water, none too gently. Harry had had enough. He bit Yaji. Yaji responded by throwing Harry thirty feet away, to the far edge of the bathing pool. Harry hit with a huge splash, sinking under the surface, bubbles churning up a silvery froth all around him as he sank. Then, he suddenly reversed direction.
Yaji dragged him up out of the water. Harry stared at the huge man. Merlin, he must have moved fast to get here so quickly. Harry snarled at him anyway, just to show he wasn\'t really all that impressed.
\"Yaji. Yaji. Yaji! Bring him over here. Yaji!\" It was Draco calling repeatedly to the man who held Harry in a tight grip and glared down at him. Harry wasn\'t about to wait for the man to obey. He bunched up his legs and kicked Yaji in the middle. The man dropped him.
Harry struck out for the far edge of the pool, and wasn\'t really terribly surprised when Yaji caught him before he\'d made it even a few strokes. But, that wasn\'t to say he was going to let himself be captured without a fight. He was furious, and so he fought, struggled, kicked and clawed. Ever since he\'d been brought here, they\'d pushed and pushed. Now he\'d had enough of it.
Frustratingly, Yaji seemed to know what he was going to do before he did it. And the were-leopard was a thousand times stronger than Harry felt. But, Harry Potter didn\'t give up, he never gave up. He squirmed like a wet eel, never holding still, preventing Yaji from getting a firm grip on him. The man grunted when one of Harry\'s kicks connected solidly.
Harry screamed in frustrated rage. Draco was yelling at him to calm down. But, Harry couldn\'t stop. He couldn\'t. He was going to die. He had to fight. He had to. Flesh slid past his mouth again and he grabbed it with eager teeth. Biting, tasting blood, hearing shouts. He scratched out. Growling. He felt very strange. His skin burned, itched, flowed.
Harry was choking. Not on water, but on air. His body burned, all of it, every inch. He screamed. Flailed. His back arched. He heard someone saying \"Get him out of the water.\" He kicked, raked skin with his claws, smelled blood. Claws? Since when did he have claws...? He panicked. His fur bristled up on end, tail stiff with outrage.
A ringing voice broke into the hub-bub.
\"What the hell is going on here?\" Lucius yelled. He looked right at Yaji and the dark furred were-leopard the guard struggled to hold on to.
ne\'ichan
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the recognizable characters.
\"Draco!\" Harry hissed at the taller boy. Draco was quiet, staring off into space, floating on his back in the warm water of the spring. He startled when Harry shook his shoulder.
\"Harry?\" His pupils were dilated, eyes unnaturally wide. He flailed out an arm, Harry caught it right before it would have smacked him across the face.
\"What the hell is wrong with you, Malfoy? Did you hit your head?\" Harry asked as he inched closer to the other youth while they drifted in the water. They were in here to wash off the noxious wolf-scent. But Draco hadn\'t even started to wash. Just hung in the water, staring off into space. A million miles away.
\"Nothing is wrong. In fact, every thing is right. I\'ve figured it out. Merlin! How could I have been so blind?\" Draco said, voice growing distant again, dreamy. Harry pinched him under the surface of the water. Draco gasped, slapping at Harry\'s fingers.
\"Draco.\" Harry\'s voice held a warning note. \"You aren\'t making any sense. Are you drunk? High?\" He asked even though he couldn\'t imagine when Draco might have gotten his hands on anything intoxicating.
The blond boy snorted. \"No, Potter, I am not high.\" His eyes were focused on the present at last. Harry sighed with relief. All right then.
They\'d been sent to the bathing rooms under guard as soon as they\'d arrived back at the Manor. Mantheer and Yaji stood towering before the only exit to the rest of the building. Letting no one in. Nor letting the two miscreants out. Both men had their arms crossed over their chests and thunderous expressions. The king of the pride had other duties to attend to before he could address their little indiscretion.
\"What have you figured out?\" Harry whispered.
\"Huh? What are you talking about?\" Draco said, a funny look on his face, as if he was a fraction disoriented. He turned his face towards Harry.
\"You said you\'d figured it out. What?\" Harry reminded him patiently. Handing him the bar of soap and wash cloth. Draco ignored the offerings, his face going wary.
\"Turn around, Malfoy.\" Harry gently turned Draco away from him and ran the cloth over his back. Draco jumped. Whirling around as fast as he could in the water.
\"Potter...\" He said warningly, \"You\'d better not be thinking....\"
\"Oh, for pities sake, Draco! Then you wash yourself! One or the other, and be quick about it, \'cause we aren\'t going to be let out of here until we are clean. By their standards.\" He canted his head in the direction of their glowering guards.
\"Oh.\" Draco said. The he leaned in. \"Harry. I need your help.\" He whispered. Alarm bells went off in the Gryffindor\'s brain. His head started shaking automatically.
\"After the trouble you just got me into?\" He asked incredulously. \"Are you nuts?\"
\"No. This is serious. I am serious. Just listen. Swear to me you won\'t tell. Tell me, honestly, if this isn\'t for the best.\" Draco hissed under his breath in Harry\'s ear.
\"Fine. My word I\'ll keep your secret unless it\'ll get us killed. That good enough for you, Malfoy?\" Harry groaned at his own stupidity for agreeing to it. He should be avoiding Draco for the rest of his life, however long that was going to be once Lucius got his hands on them. Not listening to his secrets.
\"It\'ll do.\" Draco nodded, pursing his lips. He remained quiet thinking, for several long minutes.
\"So....\" Harry prompted, at last. Whatever it was it seemed important to the other young man.
\"I\'mgoingtohaveababy.\" Draco muttered. Avoiding Harry\'s eyes. Harry\'s brows knit while he tried to untangle the words. Then his eyes went wide, and he gasped.
\"What!\" Harry yelled once he\'d deciphered the sentence. He grabbed Draco\'s shoulders and shook him. Of all the hair brained....
Mantheer and Yaji were away from the wall and at the edge of the pool before Draco could reply. Mantheer reached into the water and lifted Draco out like he weighed less than a baby. Water ran off Draco\'s long, bare limbs as he literally flew up out of the pool.
\"I\'m fine Mantheer, I swear. Potter and I are just talking. No harm done.\" Draco was trying to soothe his body guard, and get free of him at the same time, with little success.
Yaji had Harry by the scruff. His arm was pressed very near Harry\'s mouth as he dragged the boy out of the water, none too gently. Harry had had enough. He bit Yaji. Yaji responded by throwing Harry thirty feet away, to the far edge of the bathing pool. Harry hit with a huge splash, sinking under the surface, bubbles churning up a silvery froth all around him as he sank. Then, he suddenly reversed direction.
Yaji dragged him up out of the water. Harry stared at the huge man. Merlin, he must have moved fast to get here so quickly. Harry snarled at him anyway, just to show he wasn\'t really all that impressed.
\"Yaji. Yaji. Yaji! Bring him over here. Yaji!\" It was Draco calling repeatedly to the man who held Harry in a tight grip and glared down at him. Harry wasn\'t about to wait for the man to obey. He bunched up his legs and kicked Yaji in the middle. The man dropped him.
Harry struck out for the far edge of the pool, and wasn\'t really terribly surprised when Yaji caught him before he\'d made it even a few strokes. But, that wasn\'t to say he was going to let himself be captured without a fight. He was furious, and so he fought, struggled, kicked and clawed. Ever since he\'d been brought here, they\'d pushed and pushed. Now he\'d had enough of it.
Frustratingly, Yaji seemed to know what he was going to do before he did it. And the were-leopard was a thousand times stronger than Harry felt. But, Harry Potter didn\'t give up, he never gave up. He squirmed like a wet eel, never holding still, preventing Yaji from getting a firm grip on him. The man grunted when one of Harry\'s kicks connected solidly.
Harry screamed in frustrated rage. Draco was yelling at him to calm down. But, Harry couldn\'t stop. He couldn\'t. He was going to die. He had to fight. He had to. Flesh slid past his mouth again and he grabbed it with eager teeth. Biting, tasting blood, hearing shouts. He scratched out. Growling. He felt very strange. His skin burned, itched, flowed.
Harry was choking. Not on water, but on air. His body burned, all of it, every inch. He screamed. Flailed. His back arched. He heard someone saying \"Get him out of the water.\" He kicked, raked skin with his claws, smelled blood. Claws? Since when did he have claws...? He panicked. His fur bristled up on end, tail stiff with outrage.
A ringing voice broke into the hub-bub.
\"What the hell is going on here?\" Lucius yelled. He looked right at Yaji and the dark furred were-leopard the guard struggled to hold on to.
ne\'ichan
faestion1@yahoo.com