The Lion and The Serpent

Title: The Lion and the Serpent
Author: Ash Knight
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Warnings: Lemon
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter and I do not make any money from these stories. So I’d like to see anyone try to sue me, lol.
Notes: This story takes place after book 5 while Harry is back at Hogwarts. Please leave a review...


When Harry got back to the dormitory everyone was asleep including Ron. So he got into his pajamas and spent his night thinking about what had just happened. He new all his feelings for Cho Chang were gone but he never expected anything like this to happen. When the sun finally came up, Harry had only gotten about an hour of sleep. Finally, dragging himself out of bed he dressed and went down to the common room. There he met Hermione sitting with Ron in their favorite spot near the fire place.

‘Harry, you look like you stayed up all night’ said Hermione, in a half nagging tone. ‘Are you all right?’

For a moment Harry paused and considered telling them what happened with Draco last, but decided against it, and only stayed silent as he sat down. Ron and Hermione both looked at Harry worriedly when he said nothing at all.

‘Did something happen last night when Professor McGonagall came to get you from practice last night?’ Ron asked while trying to read the expression on Harry’s face.

The conversation with Dumbledore came back to him suddenly, and he realized why he went out to the lake in the first place, since what happened afterwards pushed it out of his thoughts. Harry began to tell them what Dumbledore told him about Draco’s father being released, but omitted what Dumbledore said about beginning his true training.

‘How could they have released him?’ Hermione shouted in out rage.

‘He was caught red handed with the rest of the Death Eaters, how could they actually believe he is innocent?’ Ron spat.

They continued to debate this all the way through breakfast until it was time to go to class. The day passed with the speed of a snail as Harry tried to concentrate on his lessons but found himself thinking only of Malfoy. A week had passed like this until one morning Hedwig landed happily next to Harry at the breakfast table carrying a small note. Harry untied it from her leg and petted her head gratefully and gave her some of his orange juice to drink. Harry opened the small note and read:

MEAT ME TONIGHT ON TOP OF THE ASTRONOMY TOWER. MIDNIGHT!

In an instant after reading it Harry knew who sent it. He looked up and saw Draco watching him by the corner of his eye and nodded. He quickly pocketed the note as Hedwig flew up to the owlery. Ron was ignoring Hermione as she was scowling him about ignoring his homework and didn’t notice Harry hiding his note or the look of confusion on his face. What did Malfoy plan to say? Were his feelings just as scary as his own? Or was this some kind of plan to get him in trouble? The more he thought about it the more anxious Harry became. When it was nearly eleven thirty Harry decided to go and meat Draco, but just in case, Harry brought along his invisibility cloak, as well as the Marauders map. Making his way to the tower, checking the map at certain intervals, to make sure Filch and Mrs. Norris were nowhere near the tower, Harry’s heart felt like it was pounding out of his chest. When he finally made it to the top of the Astronomy Tower Harry looked around and saw no one. For a moment he almost took of his cloak but thought better of it. He looked up to see a perfect star filled night sky, the likes of which he never remembered seeing when he was back in the muggle world.

Midnight finally came and for a moment Harry thought Draco had stood him up, but at that moment the trap door opened and out came Draco looking just as nervous as Harry. Draco looked around and saw no one since Harry was still wearing his cloak. Harry then took off his cloak, allowing Draco to see him, and the fact that Harry was their in his cloak seemed to have come as no surprise.

‘So you got my note.’

‘Yea’ Harry replied half nodding.

‘I kept thinking about everything you said the other night, and... what happened. I know I’m obviously not someone you would believe would leave the dark side but if Dumbledore can really protect me, I guess it’s better than joining Voldermort.’ Draco said with a quite shudder. ‘But, I want something in return.’

‘I’m afraid to ask’ Harry replied jokingly, but Draco stayed serious.

‘I was hoping you would want to spend some time with me.’

An awkward silence followed this statement, as both merely looked at each other nervously. Finally, it was Harry who broke the silence:

‘I would like that very much’ Harry said with a big smile, which in turn made Malfoy Smile.

Harry realized this was probably the first kind hearted smile he ever saw on Draco’s face, which as if by magic it self, made his face look much more handsome. But, Harry also realized the second effect it had. The smile on Draco’s face also seemed to make him less guard, more vulnerable, which only added to his beauty.

‘You know, you are going to have to talk to Dumbledore about this yourself and declare your loyalty. And... considering your past and background, you will probably have to do something to prove your sincerity’ Harry declared.

‘I would have been worried if I didn’t’ Draco replied, repressing a giggle. ‘Besides, I doubt I doubt that will be the biggest problem about this.’

‘Yeah I know. I doubt your fellow house mates will be very pleased when they find out about all this. But, I’m sure Dumbledore will find a way to help you get through all this. Knowing Dumbledore he already knows all about this most likely,’ Harry said, knowing fully well how closely Dumbledore kept an eye on him.

Before either one of them could say anything they heard a noise from below. Quickly, Harry pulled his cloak over himself and pulled Malfoy under the cloak as well just in the nick of time. Out from the trap door came Filch holding a lantern in front of him. Sneering, he looked around suspiciously, as if he knew they were there. Harry and Draco held onto each other tightly trying to remain perfectly still and quite. Finally, Filch gave up and went back down the stairs.

With his right hand Harry pulled off the cloak and then looked at Draco. Both of them realized they were hugging each other but neither let go. In that precious moment they found themselves staring into each others eyes just like before. Without warning Draco placed his finger on top of Harry’s scar, tracing it down to the bridge of Harry’s nose but did not stop there. He traced the outline of Harry’s lips and then placed his hand on the back of Harry’s neck, pulling him gently to his lips.

Once again Harry did not resist. He couldn’t explain what he was feeling but his heart urged him to return Draco’s affections. Harry could not believe how sweet Draco’s lips were, like something refined and yet uncomplicated. Draco’s hands then began to move lower until they reached Harry’s now erect shaft and squeezed it tightly, but at that moment Harry pulled away.

‘I’m sorry’ Harry said breathlessly, ‘I’m not ready, it’s just too soon.’

‘I’m sorry’ Draco quickly responded, worried he had somehow pushed Harry away. But, Harry only gave him a smile and said:

‘I’m not.’

They both smiled at each other then, once again at a loss for words. For a moment Draco considered kissing Harry once more but was afraid he might alarm him again. Harry could barely contain his growing enthusiasm which began to shine threw his emerald eyes.

‘I’ll go to speak with Dumbledore in the morning before class.’ Draco said breaking the silence at last.

‘Don’t worry about what he might say, I’m sure he will give you chance, and unlike Voldermort you wont have to burn a mark on your arm or kill someone.’

With that said, they kissed once more ending their encounter. Harry walked back to the common room as if he was walking on air. When he finally got there he threw off his cloak once more, stuffing it into his bag. No one was around so he decided to sit in front of the fire in the cushioned chair. As soon as he sat down he heard someone come threw the portrait hole assuming it was Ron he turned his head to great his friend only to see it wasn’t Ron.

‘Harry, I’m afraid the Headmaster wishes to speak with you right now,’ said Professor McGonagall.

The color on Harry’s face drained away as he stood up to follow her to Dumbledore’s office. He remained silent the entire time afraid of what was coming. Professor McGonagall only showed him to the door of Dumbledore’s office and then left. Harry walked in and saw Dumbledore waiting behind his desk. He quickly sat down without a word not daring to look into Dumbledore’s eyes.

‘Harry, I trust you figured out that I knew about your encounters with a certain Mr. Malfoy’ Dumbledore began calmly.

Harry looked up into Dumbledore’s face, expecting to see a look of disgust on his face, but saw only a sweet smile.

‘I trust that you didn’t tell him anything he should not know at this point?’

‘I never expected this to happen, least of all with Malfoy, but I feel he is sincere about joining us, and no I didn’t tell him anything,’ Harry replied now growing calmer.

‘He would be able to help us greatly, with his knowledge of his father’s doings, and he would be able to help in my plans on training you. Tomorrow I will meet with him alone with Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape and test his sincerity. If all goes as well as I hope we could have a new ally. If so I will begin... certain preparations for his safety here at Hogwarts and outside of Hogwarts as well.’

‘What about...’ Harry stammered, ‘my relationship with him?’

‘About that I will only say this,’ Dumbledore began with a great smile;’ if Malfoy proves to be truly trust worthy I wish you all the best together.’

Harry’s heart leapt with joy at hearing this and asked nothing more. As he was walking towards the dormitory once again he realized that Hermione and Ron still didn’t know about what was happening with Malfoy... and decided not to tell them until he found out the results of Dumbledore’s meeting with Draco.