Viper Weed (Remix)
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult +
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18
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34,062
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146
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The Games We Play
Chapter 9 ... The Games We Play
Harry spoke for a little bit more before picking Rabbit up and returning to his rooms. However, he was taken by surprise to find that someone else was already there. There was no mistaking the languid flopped form on his bed.
"Malfoy. If you keep coming here anyone would think that you like me." He teased, not totally unhappy to find him there. No! Very unhappy, very, very, oh Merlin…he looked at me. Harry took a deep breath.
"Miss me much Potter?" Came the drawl.
"No. I saw you all day if you don't remember." Harry said, walking across the room and depositing Rabbit in his usual place on the windowsill.
"Ah, damn. For a moment there I thought you were going to say you did." Draco said, looking haughty and disappointed. How does he even do that combination of emotions? Harry thought.
"One might end up thinking you missed me. Seriously Malfoy, why are you in my rooms?" Harry's last question had a bite of the old feuding between them.
"I'm bored in mine. You can always come and visit me too you know. The password is ‘Lust'." Harry choked. "Something wrong Potter?"
"Why have you got that as a password?" Harry spluttered.
"Oh." Draco's voice dropped in that now familiar husky quality and he began to crawl over the bed towards Harry. "Didn't you know? Veela's are filled with mad, raging lust." His voice was still teasing, even over the suggestiveness.
"Look, Malfoy. Stop doing that Veela thing. Makes me want to do something impressive like jump out the window or sprout leaves or something, and I'm telling you, I don't want to do either." Harry said, trying to take a strong stand and ignore just how delightful the other boy looked.
"Let's play a game, Potter. A battle of wills if you like. As you so obviously need some self- control, and I need some practice with these new found…skills. I'll try and seduce you, and you resist me." He said, his voice calculating. Harry caught a glimpse of his eyes out of the shadow of his bed though, and they were glowing with an odd light.
"What's in it for me Malfoy? Aside from some ‘self-control' as you so kindly put it." Harry probed.
"All right. We'll dare each other. We'll dare each other something that has to do with our powers." The other boy suggested, and after a brief contemplation Harry nodded in agreement.
"I think I'm going to win this one Potter." Draco said, his voice dropping. Harry could already feel the warm glow around him that precluded that feeling of euphoria, like he wanted to get close to the other boy.
Harry watched dazedly as Draco stood gracefully from the bed, taking in how his lean muscles flexed slightly under his well-cut clothes. Then he was walking towards him; the bedroom fading away until all that was left was Draco surrounded by a cloud of light.
Harry jerked backwards suddenly. Draco was reaching forwards, and it was all too like his dream the night before. He snapped back into reality and looked at the room around him and the boy in front of him.
"You're going to have to do better than that." He said, all feelings of desire fading as quickly as they'd arrived, revealing the more predatory need to latch onto his magic that had been hidden.
To his credit Draco didn't falter, only moved closer, until he was nose to nose with Harry. This close, Harry could see that they were of nearly equal heights, Draco coming just slightly taller than he was.
Then for the second time the other boy did the unthinkable. He leaned in gently, and suddenly Harry was hit by all of his charm at the same time as those perfect lips, burying any ideas Harry had of sucking his magic out again. Draco didn't kiss him delicately or tenderly, but backed him up against the wall, flicking his tongue over Harry's. Harry found it interesting to note that so far, Draco had made no comments about his tongue.
Harry decided that it was time to up the stakes. With a concentrated effort he forced his tongue to split in two, the forks twining around Draco's own tongue. With a gasp the other boy pulled away.
"What the devil was that?" Came the flustered demand. Harry just chuckled.
"That was a measure of ‘self-control' as you put it, that you'll never be able to use." Draco just looked at him oddly for a moment before speaking.
"Bloody hell. Do that again."
With that the other boy descended on his mouth, taking advantage of Harry's surprise and edging his tongue inside, caressing just that little bit at the tip of his tongue. Harry's tongue promptly forked and twined around Draco's making the other boy let out a groan that hummed around their joined mouths.
Then something happened to the air around them. Harry felt it heat and crackle, power building around them. Draco seemed not to be bothered by this but instead deepened the kiss. The crackling of power increased, and Harry could feel it pouring into them, sending jolts of pleasure into their conjoined bodies.
"And that, Potter, is why male Veela are so powerful." Draco said pulling away. Harry looked at him in confusion.
"What do you mean?" Draco snorted in amusement.
"Male Veela generate an intense magical field when engaged in more…ahem…physical activities." Harry found himself choking again.
"I suppose that would explain why I don't want to suck your magic dry so much when we're…uh…" Harry gestured vaguely. Draco just smirked.
"Kissing?" He replied sweetly.
"Uh…yeah, that." Harry consented.
"Well, as entertaining as that was I have homework to do. Good night Potter." Draco swept out of the room easily leaving a very confused Harry Potter behind him. Harry could only thank whatever was watching over him that Draco hadn't noticed the bandages still around his wrists. It was only as the door shut that Harry remembered something.
"Hey! Wait! Who won?"
--- TBC ---
AN:/ Okay I know it has been a while since I've last posted for this story, as some of you have reminded me. *Looks at over flowing emails* Not that I'm complaining mind you. It's always wonderful to know when people like something. I know a lot of you were worried I wasn't going to update or that I'd abandon this story. Never fear! I will finish this to its glorious end. I've been working with my betas to improve it and correct mistakes and I haven't gotten far with my corrections due to work. However, that is neither here nor there. I thought I'd send this out un-betaed just to assure everyone that Viper Weed wasn't being neglected, just being pruned.
Ta for now my lovelies!
Juno
Harry spoke for a little bit more before picking Rabbit up and returning to his rooms. However, he was taken by surprise to find that someone else was already there. There was no mistaking the languid flopped form on his bed.
"Malfoy. If you keep coming here anyone would think that you like me." He teased, not totally unhappy to find him there. No! Very unhappy, very, very, oh Merlin…he looked at me. Harry took a deep breath.
"Miss me much Potter?" Came the drawl.
"No. I saw you all day if you don't remember." Harry said, walking across the room and depositing Rabbit in his usual place on the windowsill.
"Ah, damn. For a moment there I thought you were going to say you did." Draco said, looking haughty and disappointed. How does he even do that combination of emotions? Harry thought.
"One might end up thinking you missed me. Seriously Malfoy, why are you in my rooms?" Harry's last question had a bite of the old feuding between them.
"I'm bored in mine. You can always come and visit me too you know. The password is ‘Lust'." Harry choked. "Something wrong Potter?"
"Why have you got that as a password?" Harry spluttered.
"Oh." Draco's voice dropped in that now familiar husky quality and he began to crawl over the bed towards Harry. "Didn't you know? Veela's are filled with mad, raging lust." His voice was still teasing, even over the suggestiveness.
"Look, Malfoy. Stop doing that Veela thing. Makes me want to do something impressive like jump out the window or sprout leaves or something, and I'm telling you, I don't want to do either." Harry said, trying to take a strong stand and ignore just how delightful the other boy looked.
"Let's play a game, Potter. A battle of wills if you like. As you so obviously need some self- control, and I need some practice with these new found…skills. I'll try and seduce you, and you resist me." He said, his voice calculating. Harry caught a glimpse of his eyes out of the shadow of his bed though, and they were glowing with an odd light.
"What's in it for me Malfoy? Aside from some ‘self-control' as you so kindly put it." Harry probed.
"All right. We'll dare each other. We'll dare each other something that has to do with our powers." The other boy suggested, and after a brief contemplation Harry nodded in agreement.
"I think I'm going to win this one Potter." Draco said, his voice dropping. Harry could already feel the warm glow around him that precluded that feeling of euphoria, like he wanted to get close to the other boy.
Harry watched dazedly as Draco stood gracefully from the bed, taking in how his lean muscles flexed slightly under his well-cut clothes. Then he was walking towards him; the bedroom fading away until all that was left was Draco surrounded by a cloud of light.
Harry jerked backwards suddenly. Draco was reaching forwards, and it was all too like his dream the night before. He snapped back into reality and looked at the room around him and the boy in front of him.
"You're going to have to do better than that." He said, all feelings of desire fading as quickly as they'd arrived, revealing the more predatory need to latch onto his magic that had been hidden.
To his credit Draco didn't falter, only moved closer, until he was nose to nose with Harry. This close, Harry could see that they were of nearly equal heights, Draco coming just slightly taller than he was.
Then for the second time the other boy did the unthinkable. He leaned in gently, and suddenly Harry was hit by all of his charm at the same time as those perfect lips, burying any ideas Harry had of sucking his magic out again. Draco didn't kiss him delicately or tenderly, but backed him up against the wall, flicking his tongue over Harry's. Harry found it interesting to note that so far, Draco had made no comments about his tongue.
Harry decided that it was time to up the stakes. With a concentrated effort he forced his tongue to split in two, the forks twining around Draco's own tongue. With a gasp the other boy pulled away.
"What the devil was that?" Came the flustered demand. Harry just chuckled.
"That was a measure of ‘self-control' as you put it, that you'll never be able to use." Draco just looked at him oddly for a moment before speaking.
"Bloody hell. Do that again."
With that the other boy descended on his mouth, taking advantage of Harry's surprise and edging his tongue inside, caressing just that little bit at the tip of his tongue. Harry's tongue promptly forked and twined around Draco's making the other boy let out a groan that hummed around their joined mouths.
Then something happened to the air around them. Harry felt it heat and crackle, power building around them. Draco seemed not to be bothered by this but instead deepened the kiss. The crackling of power increased, and Harry could feel it pouring into them, sending jolts of pleasure into their conjoined bodies.
"And that, Potter, is why male Veela are so powerful." Draco said pulling away. Harry looked at him in confusion.
"What do you mean?" Draco snorted in amusement.
"Male Veela generate an intense magical field when engaged in more…ahem…physical activities." Harry found himself choking again.
"I suppose that would explain why I don't want to suck your magic dry so much when we're…uh…" Harry gestured vaguely. Draco just smirked.
"Kissing?" He replied sweetly.
"Uh…yeah, that." Harry consented.
"Well, as entertaining as that was I have homework to do. Good night Potter." Draco swept out of the room easily leaving a very confused Harry Potter behind him. Harry could only thank whatever was watching over him that Draco hadn't noticed the bandages still around his wrists. It was only as the door shut that Harry remembered something.
"Hey! Wait! Who won?"
--- TBC ---
AN:/ Okay I know it has been a while since I've last posted for this story, as some of you have reminded me. *Looks at over flowing emails* Not that I'm complaining mind you. It's always wonderful to know when people like something. I know a lot of you were worried I wasn't going to update or that I'd abandon this story. Never fear! I will finish this to its glorious end. I've been working with my betas to improve it and correct mistakes and I haven't gotten far with my corrections due to work. However, that is neither here nor there. I thought I'd send this out un-betaed just to assure everyone that Viper Weed wasn't being neglected, just being pruned.
Ta for now my lovelies!
Juno