JADE & THE SILVER DRAGON

Note: I know it's been months since I've updated and I apologize. I have been so busy working, and was committed to working on a Draco/Hermione/Blaise fic for the Quiet Ones fic challenge (which is done and on this site). Plus....I had to read the previous chapters to this story to refresh my memory on a few things. So....here is the next installment, the next chapter will be soon. Thanks to the people that have reviewed and sent me e-mails urging me to continue.


Chapter Twenty -Three


The next morning Harry woke fairly early, feeling a bit disorientated, noticing a warm, very male body next to him on the couch. As the night before came back to him he smiled, then leaned up on his elbow and gazed down at Draco while he slept. He brought his hand up to lightly trace Draco’s lips, then moved down his neck, lightly touching the red bite mark he vaguely remembered giving him. He felt Draco’s arm tighten around his back, then lay his head back down on his chest, listening to the steady beat of Draco’s heart as he glided his hand across the blonde’s chest.

Draco had slowly come to awareness when Harry lay back down on his chest. He felt Harry’s warm hand run over his chest, moving slowly lower until he was touching the bare skin of his stomach from where his shirt had ridden up while he slept.

Harry had felt the shudder that Draco gave when his hand touched the warm skin of his stomach. He looked up to see Draco’s eyes open, his eyes filled with need. “Do you mind?” he asked uncertainly, removing his hand.

Draco placed his hand over Harry’s and brought it back to his stomach. “No...it feels good. I’ve always loved your hands touching me,” he replied huskily.

Harry leaned up on his elbow again and glided his hand over Draco’s firm stomach, smiling to himself when he felt Draco tremble from his touch. His hand slid up further under the t-shirt, his hands remembering all the places where the blonde liked to be touched.

“Can you take your shirt off Dray?” Harry asked looking back up at Draco.

Draco slid his arm from under Harry, then grabbed the hem of his shirt to pull it over his head. Harry came back and pressed close to Draco’s side while his hand explored Draco’s chest and stomach. “You feel so good to me Dragon,” Harry huskily said as he leaned in to kiss Draco’s shoulder, slowly mapping out his chest with his tongue and lips. He noticed Draco’s breathing becoming more ragged, then smiled against Draco’s warm skin as he swirled his tongue around the nipple.

“Gods...Harry,” Draco moaned, arching his back into Harry’s touch as Harry sucked the nipple into his mouth. He then held his breath as he felt Harry’s hand glide down his stomach, over the waist of his jeans, to grip his erection through the denim.

Harry shifted lower as his lips moved down Draco’s chest and stomach, eagerly tasting Draco’s skin. He was achingly hard from listening to Draco moan louder and louder as he began to lick and nibble onto the skin. He didn’t even hesitate as he delved his tongue into Draco’s navel as he undid the jeans, licking his way lower as the zipper spread open for him. He carefully drew Draco’s erection out to stroke the length with his fingers. He looked up to see Draco’s lust glazed eyes as he brushed his tongue against the head of his cock.

“Harry...you don’t have to do this,” Draco said a little breathlessly.

“I know,” Harry replied licking around the head, “but I want to...I miss this,” lick, “miss you.”

Draco found Harry’s hand at his hip and held on to it while Harry continued to tease and torment him with his mouth and tongue. He faintly heard another zipper, then looked down to see Harry’s other hand around his own erection stroking it slowly in time with his mouth. He watched as Harry’s mouth engulfed his cock, taking him deeper and deeper. His hand followed Harry’s as it wrapped around the base of his cock. Harry started moaning, the vibration giving him jolts of heat along his length. He was so close to cumming in Harry’s mouth, his chest heaving in panting breaths. “Faster Harry,” he moaned, looking down to see Harry’s other hand stroking faster on his own cock, then closing his eyes tight as Harry took him deep in his mouth.

Harry was thrusting into his hand faster and faster as his mouth and tongue moved faster on Draco. He took him deep in his throat, making Draco moan out loud as he stroked himself to release. Before he even could get his breath back he had Draco bucking his hips up into his mouth where he soon was swallowing Draco’s cum. He swirled his tongue around the head, licking every drop off of the pulsing length. His hand was then grasped in Draco’s as he was pulled up. He crawled up over Draco and lay on top of him, his lips kissing his neck as he was embraced close to the warm body.

Devlin and Raiden had seen the last bit of the two on the couch, then moved into the kitchen to make some breakfast. “You think they’ll be okay now?” Raiden asked.

“It’s a start for them. It will be even better once we get Zabini out of here,” Devlin replied flipping the pancakes.

“Hopefully, today we’ll have a bit more proof to take him in.”

Harry leaned up to be able to see Draco, and gave him a brief kiss. “I love your taste,” he grinned.

“Well, next time it’s your turn,” Draco smirked, “whenever you’re ready.”

“We really should get up. We both have classes soon,” Harry sighed, “and it smells like breakfast is waiting for us,” he grinned.

“When is Raiden going to do the search for the knife?” Draco asked getting up, then pulling Harry to his feet as he slipped his shirt over his head.

“After lunch,” Harry replied. “Remus is taking over the afternoon classes while I help with the search.”

“I’d like to help.”

“What classes do you have this afternoon?”

“Care of Magical Creatures, then a free period,” Draco replied, falling into step with Harry as they made their way into the kitchen.

“I’ll talk to Hagrid for you. I’m sure it will be okay,” Harry grinned.

They were then both pulled into the kitchen where a plate of sausage, eggs, toast, and pancakes was put before them. The four of them sat around the table thinking of ways to get even with Blaise.

“How about scraping out his heart with a rusty spoon and force feeding it back to him?” Draco smirked.

“Hanging him by his balls, then use his own knife to carve him up a bit,” Devlin added.

“Putting him in a room at full moon with a werewolf that has had no wolfsbane potion,” Harry said.

“Giving him to Crabbe and Goyle to play with,” Draco added.

“I do want him to take some veritaserum,” Harry said seriously, “then I want him to feel everything I did.”

Draco reached over to link his fingers through Harry’s that rested on the table. “He will get what’s coming to him Harry.”

“I want him before the Ministry takes him away,” Harry said, then looked Raiden. “Can you make sure of that and not let anyone else find out?”

“Got something planned?” Raiden asked.

“Yeah, and it will look like an accident,” Harry said getting up. “I need to get ready for class. See you guys at lunch.” He leaned over towards Draco. “Thanks, it was nice waking up in your arms this morning,” he said quietly, then gave Draco a brief kiss to the lips.

“Anytime Jade,” Draco grinned. “I need to go too. I’ve got McGonagall first thing, and she does not approve of lateness.”



Lunchtime came around and the Great Hall was missing a few people as they converged down in the dungeons. Severus helped Raiden with the seeking potion, carefully slicing up the ingredients. Harry, Draco, and Devlin sat on the edge of their seats watching the two of them work. Harry was startled to feel arms around him suddenly, and nearly fell off his chair. He looked around to see Sirius behind him, smiling apologetically.

“Siri! I didn’t know you’d be here,” Harry exclaimed.

“Well, I came to be with you, and the London Ministry asked me to be here along with Tonks and Arthur Weasley,” Sirius explained.

“I didn’t know you worked for the Ministry,” Devlin said looking at Sirius who still had his arm around Harry’s shoulder.

“I do....and I don’t,” Sirius grinned.

“Are you an Auror?” Draco asked not really knowing too much about the ex-convict.

“He used to be,” Harry grinned leaning back into his godfather’s comforting embrace. “The Ministry asks him to come for special cases.”

“They seem to think that I would know how the criminal mind works,” Sirius smirked. “Could have something to do with my sordid past,” he added mockingly.

“So what happens if this spell finds the knife?” Draco asked, looking to the pink haired Tonks.

“He will be taken to the Ministry to stand trial. With the pensieve memory, the knife...and the veritaserum questioning, he won’t stand a chance of getting away with it,” Tonks grinned.

“When would the questioning take place?” Devlin asked.

“In two days time. Severus is in the process of brewing a fresh batch of the veritaserum,” Sirius replied.

“Halloween night then?” Harry asked.

“Can we be there for the questioning?” Draco asked.

“And can we ask any questions?” Harry added.

“Yes, to both of you,” Tonks replied. “Since the two of you are involved, you can be there....as long as there are Aurors present.”

“Harry, can you come here please,” Raiden asked, turning to look at him. He smiled reassuringly as Harry held out his hand. He brought out his wand and slid it across the palm of Harry’s hand, letting a small, thin cut open. Harry closed his fist and held it over the cauldron, letting about ten drops of his blood meld into the silvery potion.

Harry stepped back after Severus healed the small cut, and watched as Raiden stirred the potion, murmuring the elven incantation. They all stood back and watched in awe as a sphere of blue light rose out of the cauldron. It hovered in mid-air, then drifted person to person until it came to Harry. It came closer to Harry’s hand which he held out, then went out the door.

“We must follow it closely, although it will wait if we get too far behind,” Raiden said leading the group out of the room, following the ball of light. It wasn’t too surprising that it didn’t go above the dungeons, but went deeper, under the castle. Harry had brought the Maurader’s Map with him, and kept glancing down at it as Draco held his lit wand up. They came across a few dead ends that ended up being secret passages.

“All the years I’ve been a Professor here, I’ve never known just how far these dungeons went,” Severus said after he opened the second secret passage.

“It’s not even on the map....it just ended at the edge of the parchment,” Harry said folding the map away.

The ball of light finally slowed it’s pursuit and stopped at a grate on the floor. They all went down with the Aurors going first, to come across a round wooden door. The ball of light went to Harry, then to the door, as if it was telling him this was it. They managed to open the door and stepped in, looking around the small room. In the center of the room stood a lab table, clear of dust. Along the one side of the wall were shelves of bottled potion ingredients, cauldrons, and books.

Severus took a closer look at some of the bottled ingredients on the shelves. “A lot of these ingredients are highly lethal, and are in most Dark Arts potions,” he said picking up a jar that was labeled ‘basilisk scales.’

“There’s a strong magical ward surrounding this room,” Tonks said as she continued to watch where the ball of light was going.

The light stopped by a small cot that was set up at the side. Raiden followed, then carefully moved the pillow and the blanket. He smiled to the others when he lifted the corner of the thin mattress to see the knife. He levitated it with his wand and placed it in a box that Arthur had with him, careful that neither one of them touched it.

Harry looked at the knife. “I didn’t realize it was that long,” he said quietly, looking to the six inch blade that gleamed dully against the candlelight from the room.

Draco came over to Harry and put his arms around him, not sure if his touch would be accepted or not. He sighed in relief when he felt Harry’s arms go around his back, returning the firm embrace. He held on tight while the others looked around the room. They confiscated the potion ingredients, the books, and to their immense surprise, a notebook detailing the potions used against Harry.

“Do you feel anything from here Draco? Any hate towards Harry?” Raiden asked.

“No,” Draco answered, placing a kiss to Harry’s cheek.

“What was he using to control you then?” Raiden pondered as he looked through the pages of the notebook.

“Do we have enough here to take him in?” Tonks asked Arthur.

“Yes. I’d still like the knife to be analyzed and Mister Zabini to be questioned with the veritaserum,” Arthur replied.

Devlin was walking the perimeter of the room when he felt a small draft by his feet. He moved a couple of crates and found a small waist high door. “Wonder where this door leads?” he asked as he tried the handle to find it was unlocked. He opened the door cautiously and climbed through. “It’s clear here. It looks like some kind of chamber,” he called back.

“What? Let me see,” Harry said pulling away from Draco’s comforting arms, then latched onto the blondes hand to drag him along.

Harry went through, followed by the others. He stepped further into the chamber to see the familiar snake statues that lined the walls, and the large pool of water that was in front of the large ominous statue head, chunks of it missing from years ago.

“Is this.....?” Sirius started to ask.

“Yeah. The chamber of secrets,” Harry finished.

Severus had heard, as well as the rest of the group, of Harry’s ordeal in his second year down in this chamber....but to actually see it. “This is amazing Harry,” Severus said looking around.

“The remains of the basilisk is probably a little further in the room,” Harry said walking into the chamber more.

Severus walked further into the chamber to indeed see what was left of the basilisk. The only thing that remained was the skeleton of the giant serpent. “Where’s the rest of it?” Devlin asked.

“Some of the creatures down here must have feasted for about a year on the remains,” Severus said. “It’s too bad there’s not much left. Basilisk parts are highly sought after for potions. The bones will be useful though.”

“I’d like the head for my classroom,” Harry said stepping closer to it, reliving a bit of what he went through in killing the giant beast.

“I can’t believe you survived against this thing Harry,” Draco said looking at the immense size of just the skeleton.

“Mister Potter has always had pure dumb luck in surviving his adventures,” Severus smirked, then went to hug Harry tight. “Thank Merlin,” he added.

“Thanks Sev,” Harry replied, returning the embrace.



The group then toured the chamber, finding a few other smaller rooms and tunnels that were bare except for skeletons of long dead animals. They retraced their steps through the small door and dungeon corridors to then split up to go their own rooms. Tonks, Sirius, and Arthur went to the Ministry to inventory what they found and fill out all the forms needed to incriminate Blaise even more. The knife was analyzed and found to still have traces of Harry’s blood, the poison....and fortunately for all...except Blaise, a full set of fingerprints on the hilt of the knife. Blaise was guilty without a doubt...just one more confirmation...the veritiserum.

(typos fixed Apr. 07)