Against His Nature

CHAPTER 28

“You’re rather distant today.” Hermione nudged Harry hard with her elbow as Professor Minstrome wandered past checking study hall. Harry shrugged his shoulders and continued to stare at the same page he’d been staring at for the past hour.

“I think I did something stupid last night.” Harry whispered when Hermione nudged him again. Hermione rolled her eyes and shook her head just as the clock tower chimed and study hall came to an end.

“You’re always doing dumb things Harry, what was it this time?” Hermione gathered her books together neatly while Harry merely scooped the unorganized chaos off the table and into his similarly unorganized bag.

“I kissed Octavia.” Harry whispered beneath his breath as they passed out of the great hall and into the bustling corridors and stairwells. Hermione stared at Harry for a moment half expecting there to be something more to the boy’s conversation but when Harry nudged her shoulder for a reply, she realized that was it.

“So.” Hermione shrugged her shoulders carelessly and Harry sighed heavily. Since Hermione had been going out with Draco the witch had become a lot less innocent and prude than when she’d been dating Ron. Harry wasn’t quite sure Hermione’s sexual liberation was a good thing and silently cursed Draco’s influence. If that wasn’t enough either, Ron too had stopped hanging out with them due to Draco’s presence. Harry had hardly spoken two words together to Ron all week, not that the red head was doing nothing. He was, as whispers spoke, heavily involved with his Ravenclaw family ‘friend’. “A kiss is a kiss Harry, for me to make an accurate comment on the situation you’ll have to be more specific.” Harry rolled his eyes and with a quick glance over his shoulder pushed Hermione into a deserted classroom and closed the door.

“I kissed another MAN Hermione, he stuck his tongue down my throat and sucked my face for almost ten minutes. What more do you want!” Harry snapped abruptly irritated by his friend’s lack of helpful insight into the situation. Hermione dropped her bag on the floor and jumped up to sit on the table while Harry paced back and forth past her.

“Was it any good?” Harry stopped pacing abruptly to glare at his best friend who was smirking widely. Hermione laughed and shook her head as Harry went back to pacing. “Sorry, I was just trying to help with the tension. You’re so uptight Harry, you need to relax and enjoy this sort of stuff.” Harry glanced over his shoulder to look skeptically at the young witch.

“This coming from the most uptight senior in our year.” Harry muttered to which Hermione had the good grace to blush knowingly. Draco had changed her attitude to many things but certainly not her stress when it came to schooling. “And it has nothing to do with relaxing and enjoying it, I can tell you now it was fucking fantastic. What I can’t handle is the fact it was with a ‘HIM’ rather than a ‘HER’. I’m not gay.”

“Typical muggle thinking Harry, I’d have thought seven years at Hogwart’s would have taught you to be more open minded.” Harry came to a stop and stared at the witch who was carefully twirling a stray hair around her finger in an attempt at keeping it out of her eyes. Hermione rolled her eyes when Harry waited patiently for some kind of explanation. “Oh for Merlin’s sake has nothing you’ve learnt sunk in yet Harry?” Hermione jumped down from the table and walked over to chalk board on the far side of the classroom and began drawing a small diagram. Harry trailed her watching carefully as her sketch appeared. “Magic is central to every aspect of this world Harry, it’s deeply entrenched in our heritage. Without magic there are no witches or wizards, but consequently without witches or wizards to pass on the skills and the signatures there is no magic. Love isn’t a chemical state of mind here Harry, it’s a part of your magic. It’s your magic’s way of finding a suitable partner that will ensure a new magical signature is created when your magic combines with your partners.” Harry stared at Hermione blankly, and the young girl sighed and rolled her eyes. “There is no gay or straight in the magical world Harry, only the person for whom your magic is most strongly attracted to.”

“Do you think Draco’s the wizard your magic’s most strongly attracted to?” Harry whispered in curiosity, causing Hermione to blush and shrug her shoulders.

“I don’t know, all I know is that I enjoy being with him more than anyone else I’ve dated. It’s good to be with him, but I doubt I’ll ever know for sure until…well you know.” Hermione flicked her wand at the chalkboard erasing the diagram she’d used to try and explain her point to her best friend. Harry nodded and followed Hermione back to the door of the classroom having collected their bags on the way. Hermione paused before she opened the door and glanced back over her shoulder at Harry.

“Of course that’s all irrelevant for a Vampire, they mate for life so not only does the magic play a part but so too does compatibility, tolerance, fertility and most of all physical attraction and scent.” With a shrug and a smile Hermione was gone leaving Harry to stare after her, having once again had the life sucked out of him.

“Thanks for the chat.” Harry whispered sarcastically as Hermione disappeared up the stairs towards the Gryfindor tower leaving Harry to trail slowly after her at his own pace. He was confused, if Octavia wanted him for a mate then why hadn’t be pressed the issue more and why had he stopped when Snape had come back. With a sign Harry trudged his way up to the common room determined to take some time out to sit and think about what had happened last night.

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“Draco open the door.” Snape thumped on the closed door again and stepped back as he listened to whisper of voices, the scuffle of feet and the rustle of clothes from behind it. Folding his arms across his chest and putting on his best scowl Snape waited patiently for the door to be thrown open, and a far to breathless blonde to appear in the doorway.

“Professor, can I help you with something?” Snape ignored the blonde’s fake smile of surprise and pushed his way into the boy’s bedroom. Senior Slytherin’s were given the privilege of their own dorm rooms, a privilege they were not supposed to abuse. Circling the room Snape took in the hastily made bed, the barely closed closet and Draco’s disheveled appearance. Snape stared at the blonde, who was trying to hide an erection behind a strategically positioned potion text. A blush was creeping it’s way up into Draco’s cheeks as the boy shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other under Snape’s piercing stare.

“Miss Granger, you have to the count of three to remove yourself from Master Malfoy’s bedroom before I report you both to the headmaster for lewd conduct. One….” Snape began to count his gaze not leaving Draco’s even as he heard the scurry of feet on the floor behind him. Snape caught the reflection of Hermione in Draco’s wardrobe mirror. The girl was barely dressed her bra slightly awry and her skirt twisted up around her thighs. She grabbed her things as quickly as she could and by the count of three she was gone the door having closed behind her. With the girl gone Snape sighed and dropped the stern act he’d just put on.

“Must you do that in here Draco? Do you know how long it took the student body of Slytherin to get the headmaster to agree to allowing seniors to have their own rooms?” Snape turned away from Draco and went and sat himself down in the armchair by Draco’s small fireplace. Draco sighed and tossed the potion text aside uncaringly as he slumped down on his unmade bed. Snape rolled his eyes as the boy’s lack of shame, the erection still tenting the boy’s silk green boxer shorts. Snape had known the blonde since he was a baby, had even changed his nappy and rocked him to sleep some nights when Narsissa couldn’t have been bothered, yet there were still something’s that Snape didn’t need to be a party to and the boy’s hard on was one of them. “For Merlin’s sake Draco, cover it up I neither desire nor wish to be witness to your sexual prowess.” Draco chuckled and dutifully pulled a blanket over himself as he sat up to face his godfather.

“We weren’t actually doing it, more pretending to. Hermione hasn’t done it yet, so we’re practicing, getting her used to the idea of me being on top.” Snape shuddered and sneered in disgust. “Well at least I’m doing it sensibly.” Draco defended himself pointedly causing Snape to merely shake his head and reluctantly agree. Compared to Draco’s previous forays into sexual relationships, this one was the only one to have lasted more than a week.

“Sensibly or not, you need to tone it down in public Draco. Your father came to see me this morning and he’s less than pleased you’ve defied his wishes and found another partner.” The colour fell from Draco’s face immediately and Snape was sure the boy’s cock had instantly wilted at the mention of Lucius.

”What did he want?” Draco whispered quietly his previous bravado and confidence melting away leaving nothing but a defenseless child behind.

“He wanted to know who you were dating.” Snape moved over from the chair to the bed and Draco sat up beside the elder wizard in silence. “I told him I didn’t know, but you know as well as I that he’ll be trying to find out.” Draco nodded in agreement. “If you intend being with Hermione Draco, you need to keep it quiet and out of sight from prying eyes. Once I’ve secured my own mate then I can help you, but until then no more public displays of affection in the hallways alright.” Again Draco nodded and Snape smiled in mild comfort of the boy.

“Has Octavia found you a mate yet?” Draco whispered cheekily watching as Snape scowled and his lips tightened in irritation.

“No.” Snape snapped as he rose from the bed and walked over to Draco’s desk where the boy’s homework was lying open on the top. “I don’t need Octavia’s help to find a mate Draco Malfoy, he’s just watching my back while I search.” Snape leant over the desk and grabbed Draco’s inked quill and corrected a few mistakes on the boy’s charms homework.

“You’ve found him haven’t you?” Snape paused in his perusal of Draco’s homework and glanced over his shoulder back at the boy. “You’re frustrated because he’s not coming to you.” Snape sneered irritably at Draco and stepped away from the desk, heading for the door. “Dating’s not so easy as you remember it to be is it Professor?”

“Goodnight Draco.” Snape barked in annoyance, choosing not to reply to the boy’s taunts. Opening the door Snape watched over his shoulder, as Draco began laughing at him, payment no doubt for having interrupted the boy’s private time with Hermione. With a shake of his head Snape left, he had another errand to run before retiring for the evening.


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