The Only Thing Left is the Emptiness
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chapter 6
The Only Thing Left is the Emptiness
By LadyDiablo
Pairing: Ron/Draco Slash. Don’t like, don’t read.
Disclaimer: This is not mine. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Chapter 6
Draco sat with his back against the side of his bed and looked at the others in the room. They were all sprawled out on the floor or beds, panting. His fin refused to go away; he had thought it would go away when it dried, but it did not.
Hermione was not out of breath though, seeing as she had not done much besides lead the way. She sat on the Blaise’s bed and looked around thoughtfully, no doubt trying to come up with some good answer to the question about where and how Draco would sleep.
Blaise and Harry sat on Blaise’s bed, still gasping for breath. They sat close, almost leaning on each other and Draco could not help but smirk at the scene.
Ron on the other hand was sprawled out on the floor, leaning back on his hands and long legs spread out out before him. His red hair was tousled and his cheeks were red. “You’re bloody heavy!” he exclaimed.
Draco looked affronted, but did not say anything. Of course, he would be heavy with a long chunk of muscle instead of legs. He placed his hands on his bed behind him and started to heave himself up to sit on the edge of the bed.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m tired.” He looked at the others and noticed Hermione yawn. She got up from his bed and walked towards Ron. She stuck out her hand for him to take and pulled him up from his position on the floor.
“Yes, me too. Let’s go back to our dorms. There’s nothing we can do for Draco right now, anyway. We’ll just have to wait and see if the tail disappears while he’s sleeping.” She sounded resigned. “If it doesn’t disappear I’m going to the library first thing in the morning.”
Harry’s head rose from where it had been resting against Blaise’s shoulder. “We have classes tomorrow…” he whispered uneasily and looked at Draco’s tail, which was flicking back and forth, as he sat on the bed. Draco looked up from where he had seemingly been transfixed by the shimmering scales.
“I can’t go to class like this!” The panic could be heard clearly in his voice. He looked between them and finally settled on Hermione, as she usually seemed to have an answer. She sighed and looked back at the boy. It was difficult for her to admit that she did not have an answer.
“I will go to the library before and between classes and see if I find anything. Otherwise…” She cut herself off, not wanting to go down that road just now. They might have to talk to a teacher. In her opinion, they should have done that from the beginning, but Draco and the others had somehow talked her out of it.
She turned and headed for the door, but turned around again when she noticed that neither Ron nor Harry was following her. She could immediately feel a blush rising on her cheeks as she took in the scene before her.
Draco sat on his bed; on what would be his knees, had he had any. It looked like he had been in the process of putting on his nightshirt, but was now engaged in a rather hot kiss with Ron. His shirt hung from his right arm, forgotten. They kissed slow and deep, and after Hermione got over her embarrassment, she was surprised at the sincerity of Draco’s expression.
Both Harry and Blaise looked at the two with their mouths open in astonishment. Harry shook his head before looking at Blaise the dark haired boy beside him, blushing. Their eyes met, Harry smiling shyly, though Blaise’s smile was a bit more confident. Their hands were locked and had been for the last few minutes.
Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes. Boys! She thought, exasperated. “Harry!” she said loudly before the two could even start. Better to stop it before it got out of hand, otherwise she would never get them back to the Gryffindor tower. The boy jumped high and looked up at Hermione.
He looked sheepishly at Blaise and smiled before leaning in and giving him a small peck on the mouth. “Good night, Blaise.” He said quietly, before rising from the bed and starting to drag Ron from the room. “See you tomorrow at breakfast.” He smiled at the gob smacked expression on Blaise’s face, strangely proud that he had managed to surprise the otherwise calm and cool Slytherin.
Ron was not ready to leave yet and he made that extremely clear as he fought against both Harry and Hermione on their way to the Gryffindor tower. At last he calmed down somewhat, but he was still irritated with his friends. He marched on before them, doing his best to ignore them. They made their way into the common room undetected and the boys said goodnight to Hermione before going upstairs to their dorms. Both Harry and Ron fell asleep with a small smile on their faces.
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Blaise woke early Wednesday morning by a loud thump from the other bed in the room. He rolled over sleepily and opened a tired eye to see what was going on. When he finally registered what had caused him to wake, he could not help but burst out laughing. Draco sat on the floor beside his bed, holding his forehead. He was tangled in his sheets and his tail was flipping back and fort in frustration.
After he finally managed to calm down from his laughing fit, he looked at Draco to see if he would get an explanation on why he was sprawled on the floor. Though he had a good idea of what had happened, he still wanted to hear it from his best friend.
Draco looked at Blaise with a scornful expression. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he untangled himself from his sheets and heaved himself up on the bed again. Blaise nodded with a smirk. “I…I forgot.” Draco said at last, motioning down to his fin.
It had not disappeared over night, as they had hoped. Blaise’s face turned serious. “Well, you just have to stay here today. I’ll tell the teachers that you are ill or something. I’m certain Hermione will drag us to the library, but I’ll come up with some breakfast later, okay?”
Draco lay down on his bed again as Blaise disappeared into the bathroom. He sighed to himself and silently wondered what he was going to do now.
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As promised, Blaise came back with some toast and a pitcher of water for Draco before his first class.
“I talked to the Gryffindors.” He said as he gathered up his books and put them in his bag. “Hermione said she had been to the library already and started the research.” Draco perked up at that information and he now had a little hope of everything turning back to normal.
Blaise soon had to leave, the Slytherins had Potions first, but he promised to be back again at lunch with some food. Draco was immediately bored, seeing as he was not able to get out of bed without having to go through all kinds of exercises. After an hour of staring up into the ceiling, he decided that he would take a bath. Though the bathtub in their bathroom was not nearly as large as the one in the Prefects bathroom, it was enough.
With much difficulty, he finally managed to get to the bathroom. He crawled his way there, and was immensely grateful that he was alone and that no one had seen his stunning performance. He leaned over the tub and turned on the taps. The water started to fill and with it, a great deal of bubbles. He smiled in satisfaction before lowering himself into the water. This was heaven…
His eyes flew open at a loud knock on the bathroom door. A voice he recognised filtered through the door. “Blaise told me that you were ill. Are you all right?” Severus! The panic that he felt at that moment was beyond words. His heart was stuck in his throat and he had difficulties breathing. Why, of all the times, did his Head of House decide to be worried about him right now?
Sorry for the long wait. I hope you like it.
By LadyDiablo
Pairing: Ron/Draco Slash. Don’t like, don’t read.
Disclaimer: This is not mine. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Chapter 6
Draco sat with his back against the side of his bed and looked at the others in the room. They were all sprawled out on the floor or beds, panting. His fin refused to go away; he had thought it would go away when it dried, but it did not.
Hermione was not out of breath though, seeing as she had not done much besides lead the way. She sat on the Blaise’s bed and looked around thoughtfully, no doubt trying to come up with some good answer to the question about where and how Draco would sleep.
Blaise and Harry sat on Blaise’s bed, still gasping for breath. They sat close, almost leaning on each other and Draco could not help but smirk at the scene.
Ron on the other hand was sprawled out on the floor, leaning back on his hands and long legs spread out out before him. His red hair was tousled and his cheeks were red. “You’re bloody heavy!” he exclaimed.
Draco looked affronted, but did not say anything. Of course, he would be heavy with a long chunk of muscle instead of legs. He placed his hands on his bed behind him and started to heave himself up to sit on the edge of the bed.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m tired.” He looked at the others and noticed Hermione yawn. She got up from his bed and walked towards Ron. She stuck out her hand for him to take and pulled him up from his position on the floor.
“Yes, me too. Let’s go back to our dorms. There’s nothing we can do for Draco right now, anyway. We’ll just have to wait and see if the tail disappears while he’s sleeping.” She sounded resigned. “If it doesn’t disappear I’m going to the library first thing in the morning.”
Harry’s head rose from where it had been resting against Blaise’s shoulder. “We have classes tomorrow…” he whispered uneasily and looked at Draco’s tail, which was flicking back and forth, as he sat on the bed. Draco looked up from where he had seemingly been transfixed by the shimmering scales.
“I can’t go to class like this!” The panic could be heard clearly in his voice. He looked between them and finally settled on Hermione, as she usually seemed to have an answer. She sighed and looked back at the boy. It was difficult for her to admit that she did not have an answer.
“I will go to the library before and between classes and see if I find anything. Otherwise…” She cut herself off, not wanting to go down that road just now. They might have to talk to a teacher. In her opinion, they should have done that from the beginning, but Draco and the others had somehow talked her out of it.
She turned and headed for the door, but turned around again when she noticed that neither Ron nor Harry was following her. She could immediately feel a blush rising on her cheeks as she took in the scene before her.
Draco sat on his bed; on what would be his knees, had he had any. It looked like he had been in the process of putting on his nightshirt, but was now engaged in a rather hot kiss with Ron. His shirt hung from his right arm, forgotten. They kissed slow and deep, and after Hermione got over her embarrassment, she was surprised at the sincerity of Draco’s expression.
Both Harry and Blaise looked at the two with their mouths open in astonishment. Harry shook his head before looking at Blaise the dark haired boy beside him, blushing. Their eyes met, Harry smiling shyly, though Blaise’s smile was a bit more confident. Their hands were locked and had been for the last few minutes.
Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes. Boys! She thought, exasperated. “Harry!” she said loudly before the two could even start. Better to stop it before it got out of hand, otherwise she would never get them back to the Gryffindor tower. The boy jumped high and looked up at Hermione.
He looked sheepishly at Blaise and smiled before leaning in and giving him a small peck on the mouth. “Good night, Blaise.” He said quietly, before rising from the bed and starting to drag Ron from the room. “See you tomorrow at breakfast.” He smiled at the gob smacked expression on Blaise’s face, strangely proud that he had managed to surprise the otherwise calm and cool Slytherin.
Ron was not ready to leave yet and he made that extremely clear as he fought against both Harry and Hermione on their way to the Gryffindor tower. At last he calmed down somewhat, but he was still irritated with his friends. He marched on before them, doing his best to ignore them. They made their way into the common room undetected and the boys said goodnight to Hermione before going upstairs to their dorms. Both Harry and Ron fell asleep with a small smile on their faces.
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Blaise woke early Wednesday morning by a loud thump from the other bed in the room. He rolled over sleepily and opened a tired eye to see what was going on. When he finally registered what had caused him to wake, he could not help but burst out laughing. Draco sat on the floor beside his bed, holding his forehead. He was tangled in his sheets and his tail was flipping back and fort in frustration.
After he finally managed to calm down from his laughing fit, he looked at Draco to see if he would get an explanation on why he was sprawled on the floor. Though he had a good idea of what had happened, he still wanted to hear it from his best friend.
Draco looked at Blaise with a scornful expression. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” he untangled himself from his sheets and heaved himself up on the bed again. Blaise nodded with a smirk. “I…I forgot.” Draco said at last, motioning down to his fin.
It had not disappeared over night, as they had hoped. Blaise’s face turned serious. “Well, you just have to stay here today. I’ll tell the teachers that you are ill or something. I’m certain Hermione will drag us to the library, but I’ll come up with some breakfast later, okay?”
Draco lay down on his bed again as Blaise disappeared into the bathroom. He sighed to himself and silently wondered what he was going to do now.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
As promised, Blaise came back with some toast and a pitcher of water for Draco before his first class.
“I talked to the Gryffindors.” He said as he gathered up his books and put them in his bag. “Hermione said she had been to the library already and started the research.” Draco perked up at that information and he now had a little hope of everything turning back to normal.
Blaise soon had to leave, the Slytherins had Potions first, but he promised to be back again at lunch with some food. Draco was immediately bored, seeing as he was not able to get out of bed without having to go through all kinds of exercises. After an hour of staring up into the ceiling, he decided that he would take a bath. Though the bathtub in their bathroom was not nearly as large as the one in the Prefects bathroom, it was enough.
With much difficulty, he finally managed to get to the bathroom. He crawled his way there, and was immensely grateful that he was alone and that no one had seen his stunning performance. He leaned over the tub and turned on the taps. The water started to fill and with it, a great deal of bubbles. He smiled in satisfaction before lowering himself into the water. This was heaven…
His eyes flew open at a loud knock on the bathroom door. A voice he recognised filtered through the door. “Blaise told me that you were ill. Are you all right?” Severus! The panic that he felt at that moment was beyond words. His heart was stuck in his throat and he had difficulties breathing. Why, of all the times, did his Head of House decide to be worried about him right now?
Sorry for the long wait. I hope you like it.