Gryphon Baiting

Author: Gryphnwng

Title: Gryphon Baiting

Rating: R (NC-17 at my yahoo group and
adult-fanfiction.org)

Status: Work-in-progress

Pairing: Harry/Draco, sometiontions of others.

Note: This is
SLASH! Meaning male/male
pairing. If you don’t like, I’m not
forcing your eyes to this page to read.
I’ve had enough readers ask for this pairing in my Prophesy of the
Serpent story that I decided to write a short, one shot, no plot included
fluff piece to appease them. At least,
that was what it was supposed to be.
Now, it’s turning into a story in it’s own right, with a plot! So help me, how do I get into these
messes?? Well, I hope yall enjoy!

Summery: 7th
year AU ficlet- Ron and Hermione are worried about Harry, and his still seeming
innocence to the way the world works.
Worried for his safety, they follow him to a midnight rendezvous with
Draco, and get an eyeful.

Archive:
Please do! Ask for permission
first though ^_^

 

 

Chapter 3: The Beginning of a Good Thing

 

 

“So, you would all like to here our story, is that it?”

 

Various exclamations followed his statement, stating
their positive answer. Harry nodded and
continued.

 

“Well, like I said, it is a long story, so are you sure?”

 

This time his ears were nearly deafened by the chorus of
yes’s that followed.

 

“Well, all right then.
It starts in the middle of summer, just after 5th year. Me and my Godfather Sirius were on
vacation…”

 

 

The hot mid-day sun beat down mercilessly upon the bronzed
bodies lined up along the beach. Harry
stood in the hot sand with feet shifting to keep from burning and dropped his
towel to the ground. He sighed in
appreciation as he looked out over the beautiful blue ocean, Sirius not far
behind him. Grinning, he looked over to
Sirius who was haphazardly laying his towel down as well, his gaze fixed
outward towards the ocean.

 

“Wow, so beautiful, eh Sirius? Thank for taking me here!”

 

Sirius nodded, his own gaze fixed, not on the ocean, but a
couple of bronzed beauties bathing in it.
“Oh yeah, really gorgeous…Especially that Brunette in the surf over
there…” Harry followed his line of site
to the mentioned brunette and laughed, shaking his head.

 

“I was talking about the ocean, Siri. Not the handsome hunks bathing in it.” He jokingly punched his Godfather in the
arm. “Help me set this stuff up,
k? Or are you to busy?”

 

Tearing his eyes away from his intended prey he ruffled
Harry’s hair. “Sure kid. I’ll just have to catch up with him
later.” Grinning, he threw Harry a wink. Harry merely rolled his eyes and set to
arranging their towels. Though, he had
to admit there were some tempting specimens of male hunkyness on that beach. So far it had been an interesting vacation
with Sirius. All through his first four
years at Hogwarts he had been far to busy learning and trying to stay alive to
even think about the other students as anything other then friends. Or enemies.
So it came as no little surprise that all that suppressed teenaged
hormones would come out with a vengeance once his focus turned from staying
alive and defeating Voldemort to a more normal lifestyle.

 

The realization that he was gay was no gradual understanding
either. He had been in the quidditch
locker room after their last match against Ravenclaw. They had won, giving them the quidditch cup for that year. The locker room was getting quite boisterous
with the boys indulging in a lot of horseplay.
Those in the showers found themselves being treated to thwacked bottoms
by towel wielding teammates. One of the
bars of soap had been pressed into service as an impromptu quaffle. In the midst of the yelling and revelry,
Harry found himself admiring the rather nude form of Fred Weasley. Fred was ducking in and out of the showers
with the quaffle soap, playing with his twin and Ron. Harry had been talking with the reserve seeker when his eyes had
caught sight of Fred.

 

~Flashback~

 

Harry laughed at Sean’s comment on the impromptu quaffle
game with the soap, his eyes drifting over to where the other boys were playing
it. At once he was riveted to the sight
of Fred Weasley. His ginger hair clung
to his forehead, damp from both the shower water and the steam filling the
locker room. Lower down, as well, it
glistened with miniscule drops. Fred
currently was holding the soap quaffle over his head, his profile turned
slightly in Harry’s direction, and laughing as he and Ron kept it from
George. That entitled Harry to a full
view of his quidditch toned body. Harry
let his eyes rove over the boy’s ginger-haired chest, down his abdomen, to his
nearly erect cock, bouncing with every movement he made… It suddenly hit Harry
like a tone of bricks.

 

‘Holy fuck, I’m GAY!!’


 

He tore his eyes away from the site, a completely
poll-axed look on his face. Thankfully he
hadn’t said that aloud, or everyone would have started teasing him unmercifully
about it. Being gay at least was no big
deal in the Wizarding world thankfully.
Still, it would have been highly embarrassing, as the reason for his
shouted remark would have been found out.
It took Sean snapping his fingers in his face to wake him up from his
trance. The third year was curious as
to why his idle had that expression on his face, and why he had suddenly zoned
out.

 

“Uh, Harry? You
in there, mate?”

 

“Huh, what? OH!
Sean… yeah. Sorry ‘bout
that.” Harry tried to think of
something quick. “I guess I just
realized how hungry I was, didn’t mean to zone out on ya. So, what were we talking about?” He inwardly winced at how lame that had
sounded, but Sean seemed to have bought it.

 

With this life changing epiphany he suddenly saw that he
was in a room full of naked or near-naked young men. His cock made itself know with a twitch of interest, and
hurriedly Harry got changed into his clothes, hiding his traitorous prick. He offered to make the Hogsmeade trip for
the party food up in the tower, using that for his excuse to leave.

 

The last few weeks of school were torture with Harry
constantly being beleaguered by girls he had no interest in, and him wanting to
try a relationship with a fellow wizard but having no idea how to go about
it. Thus, his reputation as shy,
innocent, and hard-to-get began.

 

~End Flashback~

 

 

The rest of that afternoon Harry spent horsing around with
Sirius in the water, comparing notes on some of the cute guys the saw, and of
course, Sirius pursuing his latest object of interest. All in all, it had been a good day for both,
even if Sirius finally discovered that his brunette wasn’t gay in the slightest,
and was already married. Harry was
still snickering about it several hours later back in the hotel room, much to
Sirius’s embarrassment. His cheek still
smarted slightly from where the guys wife had bitch slapped him.

 

Harry’s voice was muffled as he pulled an emerald colored
silk shirt over his head. “You see,
Siri, not every male in this place is gay.
I told you not to go after him.
Now see what you get for not listening to me?” He snorted with laughter as he headed over to the full-length
mirror to check out his appearance. Just
enough gel in his hair to give it a look like it was purposely messy, black
slacks, green silk shirt, damn, he was hot.
He grinned to his image in the mirror.

 

He looked over his shoulder as Sirius’ image appeared next
to him. “You don’t have to keep rubbing
it in you know. At least I don’t about
that one blonde bloke back in Venice…?”
Sirius smirked when he saw his Godson’s mouth snap closed and a slight
blush passed over his cheeks.

 

“Well, I like blondes!
And at least he wasn’t married!”
Lame defense, he knew, but what else could he say? The guy was honestly built like an Adonis!

 

“No, he wasn’t married.
But, he did have a girlfriend, as I recall?” Sirius grinned as he straightened his tie in
the mirror. “Damn Muggle mirrors, I
keep expecting it to talk back!”

 

“You only miss all the wolf whistles and compliments they
give you.”

 

“Oh, like you don’t?”

 

“Heh, I’m not the vain one here, oh Sirius.”

 

Sirius got an evil glint in his eyes before grabbing Harry
around the neck and raised his fist in a threatening noogie position. “Care to bet on that, my dear Godson?”

 

Harry tried to squirm away from Sirius’ grasp, yelping and
yelling. “Noooo! Let me go, you mangy
mutt!” He wriggled free finally and
turned to the mirror, checking for any damage.
Sirius douboverover in laughter.

 

“Not vain, eh?
Riiiiiiiight….” Harry merely
glared at Sirius from the mirror before laughing as well.

 

“Well, maybe a little…But I learned it from the
master!” Sirius rolled his eyes and
grabbed his jacket, walking to their hotel room door.

 

“Perhaps. Well,
Romeo, if we want to make our reservations on time, let’s get moving.”

 

As the restaurant wasn’t a far walk from their hotel, they
decided to walk. The night was
gorgeous, perfect weather for walking.
Though they day had been quite hot, a cool breeze blew in from over the
ocean that evening, cooling the city down.
Not a cloud marred the sky, so all the stars shown brilliantly. Harry and Sirius made quite a sight as they
walked down the boulevard. They got
many admiring glances from the women they passed, as well as a few men. Most of the men, though, gave them jealous
glares as the women they were walking with gave Harry and Sirius appraising
glances. Both were in silk shirts,
Sirius’s being a sapphire blue, and black slacks. They were both quite tall, with thick black hair, with Sirius’s
in a ponytail, and very good-looking.
And they both knew that little fact as well.

 

That night they were dining in a well-known restaurant
called the Marquis de Lafayette. It was
known all along the Riviera for its wonderful cuisine. It was also quite expensive, but they could
easily afford it. Both Sirius and Harry
had received money from the MoM for their work against Voldemort, and Sirius
had also received his estates back as well as a recompense for being put into
Azkaban for 13 years. Together with the
Potter family fortune, they were the most eligible bachelors in the Wizarding
world. It was for partly this reason
that Harry and Sirius had decided to take their vacation in the Muggle
world. There, they were merely two rich
young men. Not famous heroes. Bloody reporters got very annoying after
awhile.

 

They were greeted by a uniformed host at the entrance of the
restaurant, and were immediately taken to their table. It was a nice one, next to the dolphin
fountain in the center of the establishment.
It was partially hidden from the view of the other diners by exotic
potted plants. It was the perfect way
to end their last night in the Riviera.
Harry was just starting to consult his menu when their waiter for that
evening approached their table to take their drink orders. Harry glanced up at the young man briefly
then back to his menu. He blinked. He then whipped his head back again to look
at the man so fast he nearly got whiplash.

 

Pale blonde hair.

 

Grey eyes.

 

Pale, pointed features.

 

Slim build.

 

Equally startled expression.

 

“Malfoy??”

 

“Pot?”
?”

 

“What are you doing here?”
Both young men exclaimed at the same time.

 

Sirius glanced between the two young men, a slightly bemused
expression on his face. “Well, that was
unexpected…”

 

TBC…

 

Yes, I’m evil. I
happen to like cliffhangers. ^_^ Well,
I would like to thank you lovely people who reviewed, I luv ya! Stay tuned till next time, it should be
fun! Don’t worry slash fans, more
coming soon. Sirius might even get
some!

 

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