The Desert Jewel
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,668
Reviews:
39
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0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Sorry and Gifts
Okay first the sorry's.
To Eyeglass82: OMG! I soooo did not mean to offend you. Really, I didn't mean to and I'm sorry. And Snape was ordered by Blaise to put it on the penguin. I didn't ass it but he had bite marks on his hands.^.^ Also love how you thought the portrait thing was funny.
To Niket: Thank you!!!
Shadowama: It's perfectly alright and I'll get right on it.
Night the Storyteller: I'm sorry to say it Draco being well Draco, he will not send a proposal to James and Lilly. Blaise might, Draco no.
And to everyone else THANK YOU I LOVE YOU ALL! I forgot to add that their the royalty of the Wizardry world. Also this is going to be a short chap because I'm sick and need bed rest. Enjoy!
Chapter four: Gifts
Three weeks. It has been three weeks since their e-capture and the Potter children were starting to miss their home by the lake.(Not the lake at Hogwarts though, sorry.) They were treated like the royalty they were. Bathed in rare oils and dressing in silk made clothes were the few things that they have experienced while staying in the northern Sytherian kingdom. During the three weeks the two prince's of Gryffindor have been receiving the most expansive if not unique gifts.
Each day the boys would awakened to find a stack of presents addressed to them in the center of the room. And every night ended with more parcels and poems in the same spot the gifts from the morning were. Harry would usually throw or tear the gifts while Ron would just put them away in the other room. He wouldn't admit it, but he secretly loved the attention Blaise gave him. He would receive that kind of attention from Marcus or the youngest Weasley Hermione, but he was repulsed by Flint and he couldn't see himself with Hermione. So he would keep the presents out of common courtesy and just absorb the stares and comments like a sponge.
The youngest, Raven, was actually happy about not being dumped with lavished gifts. She would spend the day playing and reading in the garden with another of Ron and Harry's gifts. Since Harry asked Blaise to return the penguin to Antarctica, the princes of Sytherian got them pets that would be able to survive in this environment. Two lion cubs, one pure a snow and the other was a normal tan. The white one was a girl named Belia for her beautiful fur coat and blue eyes, and the tan one was a boy that Raven named Dusk because he had two black paws and tail was a darker brown. Ron love to have Belia with him when he lounges in the sun.
She was reading quietly when a house elf popped out of nowhere. Raven smiled gently as she folded a connor of the page she was on and set the book on her lap.
"Yes Dobby? Is there something wrong?" She asked, her brow frowning.
Dobby shook his head, making his bat-like ears flap from side to side."No. No wrong Ms. Potter. Dobby was sent here to tell Ms. Potter that lunch is being served in the Potters room."
"Thank you Dobby. Come along Belia, Dusk." Raven stood and patted the house elf on the head, frowning when Dobby winced away from her touch. She knew that some kingdoms would abuse house elves, but surely Draco and Blaise would be different.
She continued walking to the garden entrance, not looking back as she heard a small 'pop'.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tom paced back and forth of his bedroom, a scowl visible on his features. Pettigrew hasn't reported back in three weeks. He was starting to worry that Harry was lost or worse dead.
"Where in the hell is Pettigrew?" He hissed."If that rat is hiding somewhere I'll..."
"Master Riddle, I'm here."
"About time Pettigrew."Tom whispered as the man walked into the bedroom."Whats the word? You have been gone for three weeks so you should have something to report."
"W`well th`the P`p`potters hav`have been cap`captured a`again."
"What!?"Tom walked over to the cowering man."How could you let this happen Pettigrew!?"
"Y`y`you only t`told me t`t`to sp`spy-"
"I don't want excuses! Go back to that castle and keep a good eye on him. Do you understand!?"
"Y`y`y`yes M`master R`riddle, r`right a`away." Peter ran out of the room before his master could throw something at him.
Tom's red eyes narrowed as he watched Pettigrew close his door. He laid down on his bed and thought of 'his' Harry. He felt himself growing hard and opened his trousers. He placed his hand on his half erect member and stroke it to full hardness. His mind wondered to a particular fantasy he had recently involving leather and moaned at the thought of Harry being whipped with a leather horse whip. Tom stroke himself faster and harder till he came, his loves name passing his lips.
He sighed as his pool of cum cooled on his stomach. Tom swirled his finger in his cum.
"Soon my pet. Soon."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
In the Gryffindor kingdom the Parkinson residences was having a bit of a crisis. Pansy Parkinson, the heir of the small kingdom of Nocturnal Alley was having a hissy fit.
"What do mean Draco rejected me again!?" Pansy wailed as she collapsed on her bed.
Her mother, watched with mild disgust at her only daughter's behaviour. She should know that the Parkinson's had more honor then that.
"I'm sorry love, but he has rejected you for the twelfth time."
"Are you counting my grieves mother!?" Pansy glared at her mother with red puffy eyes."Draco knows that I love him and only him. Why dose he hate me so?" She shrieked as she cried harder.
"Oh, Pansy get a grip," her mother order as she removed her daughter's hands from her face."He is only a man, another prince. There are many young princes out there that would just love to have your hand in marriage."
"Mother, I will not be with any other man but Draco,"Pansy took her hands out of her mother grasp."As if being in this kingdom and that balloon ride with Weasley and that commoner were bad enough! I won't stop till his mine. Why are here anyway?"
"Pansy, just get over it. Remember that we're still here because queen Lily needs comforting while James is busy. This about the lost sons and daughter."
"Don't tell me to forget it! I hope those stupid Potters are dead!"
Pansy was slapped hard across the face. She looked up at her mother who glared at her with a fire in her eyes.
"You spoiled brat. This isn't about you or me. It is about the Potters and their missing children. Now when you are ready to behave we will be down stairs enjoying dinner."
With that Mrs. Parkinson left the room, closing the door softly on her way out. Pansy sniffed as she looked into the mirror to inspect the bruise that was forming.
"Stupid Potters,"
So how was that? And to clear the air no I will NOT let Tom rape Harry. I have something else in mind. And the reason I used Dumbledore in the story because he's like the undercover detective like "The Chipmunk Adventure". You see Draco and Blaise were suppose to send them back since Dumbledore was going to give them half. I know I'm evil. Review.
To Eyeglass82: OMG! I soooo did not mean to offend you. Really, I didn't mean to and I'm sorry. And Snape was ordered by Blaise to put it on the penguin. I didn't ass it but he had bite marks on his hands.^.^ Also love how you thought the portrait thing was funny.
To Niket: Thank you!!!
Shadowama: It's perfectly alright and I'll get right on it.
Night the Storyteller: I'm sorry to say it Draco being well Draco, he will not send a proposal to James and Lilly. Blaise might, Draco no.
And to everyone else THANK YOU I LOVE YOU ALL! I forgot to add that their the royalty of the Wizardry world. Also this is going to be a short chap because I'm sick and need bed rest. Enjoy!
Chapter four: Gifts
Three weeks. It has been three weeks since their e-capture and the Potter children were starting to miss their home by the lake.(Not the lake at Hogwarts though, sorry.) They were treated like the royalty they were. Bathed in rare oils and dressing in silk made clothes were the few things that they have experienced while staying in the northern Sytherian kingdom. During the three weeks the two prince's of Gryffindor have been receiving the most expansive if not unique gifts.
Each day the boys would awakened to find a stack of presents addressed to them in the center of the room. And every night ended with more parcels and poems in the same spot the gifts from the morning were. Harry would usually throw or tear the gifts while Ron would just put them away in the other room. He wouldn't admit it, but he secretly loved the attention Blaise gave him. He would receive that kind of attention from Marcus or the youngest Weasley Hermione, but he was repulsed by Flint and he couldn't see himself with Hermione. So he would keep the presents out of common courtesy and just absorb the stares and comments like a sponge.
The youngest, Raven, was actually happy about not being dumped with lavished gifts. She would spend the day playing and reading in the garden with another of Ron and Harry's gifts. Since Harry asked Blaise to return the penguin to Antarctica, the princes of Sytherian got them pets that would be able to survive in this environment. Two lion cubs, one pure a snow and the other was a normal tan. The white one was a girl named Belia for her beautiful fur coat and blue eyes, and the tan one was a boy that Raven named Dusk because he had two black paws and tail was a darker brown. Ron love to have Belia with him when he lounges in the sun.
She was reading quietly when a house elf popped out of nowhere. Raven smiled gently as she folded a connor of the page she was on and set the book on her lap.
"Yes Dobby? Is there something wrong?" She asked, her brow frowning.
Dobby shook his head, making his bat-like ears flap from side to side."No. No wrong Ms. Potter. Dobby was sent here to tell Ms. Potter that lunch is being served in the Potters room."
"Thank you Dobby. Come along Belia, Dusk." Raven stood and patted the house elf on the head, frowning when Dobby winced away from her touch. She knew that some kingdoms would abuse house elves, but surely Draco and Blaise would be different.
She continued walking to the garden entrance, not looking back as she heard a small 'pop'.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tom paced back and forth of his bedroom, a scowl visible on his features. Pettigrew hasn't reported back in three weeks. He was starting to worry that Harry was lost or worse dead.
"Where in the hell is Pettigrew?" He hissed."If that rat is hiding somewhere I'll..."
"Master Riddle, I'm here."
"About time Pettigrew."Tom whispered as the man walked into the bedroom."Whats the word? You have been gone for three weeks so you should have something to report."
"W`well th`the P`p`potters hav`have been cap`captured a`again."
"What!?"Tom walked over to the cowering man."How could you let this happen Pettigrew!?"
"Y`y`you only t`told me t`t`to sp`spy-"
"I don't want excuses! Go back to that castle and keep a good eye on him. Do you understand!?"
"Y`y`y`yes M`master R`riddle, r`right a`away." Peter ran out of the room before his master could throw something at him.
Tom's red eyes narrowed as he watched Pettigrew close his door. He laid down on his bed and thought of 'his' Harry. He felt himself growing hard and opened his trousers. He placed his hand on his half erect member and stroke it to full hardness. His mind wondered to a particular fantasy he had recently involving leather and moaned at the thought of Harry being whipped with a leather horse whip. Tom stroke himself faster and harder till he came, his loves name passing his lips.
He sighed as his pool of cum cooled on his stomach. Tom swirled his finger in his cum.
"Soon my pet. Soon."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
In the Gryffindor kingdom the Parkinson residences was having a bit of a crisis. Pansy Parkinson, the heir of the small kingdom of Nocturnal Alley was having a hissy fit.
"What do mean Draco rejected me again!?" Pansy wailed as she collapsed on her bed.
Her mother, watched with mild disgust at her only daughter's behaviour. She should know that the Parkinson's had more honor then that.
"I'm sorry love, but he has rejected you for the twelfth time."
"Are you counting my grieves mother!?" Pansy glared at her mother with red puffy eyes."Draco knows that I love him and only him. Why dose he hate me so?" She shrieked as she cried harder.
"Oh, Pansy get a grip," her mother order as she removed her daughter's hands from her face."He is only a man, another prince. There are many young princes out there that would just love to have your hand in marriage."
"Mother, I will not be with any other man but Draco,"Pansy took her hands out of her mother grasp."As if being in this kingdom and that balloon ride with Weasley and that commoner were bad enough! I won't stop till his mine. Why are here anyway?"
"Pansy, just get over it. Remember that we're still here because queen Lily needs comforting while James is busy. This about the lost sons and daughter."
"Don't tell me to forget it! I hope those stupid Potters are dead!"
Pansy was slapped hard across the face. She looked up at her mother who glared at her with a fire in her eyes.
"You spoiled brat. This isn't about you or me. It is about the Potters and their missing children. Now when you are ready to behave we will be down stairs enjoying dinner."
With that Mrs. Parkinson left the room, closing the door softly on her way out. Pansy sniffed as she looked into the mirror to inspect the bruise that was forming.
"Stupid Potters,"
So how was that? And to clear the air no I will NOT let Tom rape Harry. I have something else in mind. And the reason I used Dumbledore in the story because he's like the undercover detective like "The Chipmunk Adventure". You see Draco and Blaise were suppose to send them back since Dumbledore was going to give them half. I know I'm evil. Review.