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Adult ++
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chapter 102
Title: Furry Magic, chapter 102
Disclaimer: HP isn't mine......
A/N: Hey guys! We are approaching the end of FM....there are only 111 chapters and we are at chapter 102. I can't change that...well not unless there is a sequel someday...but...I am going to post another fic soon. I hope you will read it, because I like it as much as I do FM. It is just as elaborate, involved and involving. So try it if you can stand to. It isn't HP, it is Angel. It is called....Thralls.....
Now back to Furry Magic.....
Blaise stood outside of the Slytherin common room, and adjusted his tie for the fourth time. He was not wearing the usual student's robes. He was no longer a student at Hogwarts after all.
He was here for a very different reason. It made him nervous, though he repeatedly told himself there was nothing to be nervous about. Fred and George had tried giving him pep-talks, but even that didn't help all that much. He wiped his damp palms on the trousers of his day suit.
He had not had time to see Peach in more than a week. They had spoken and sent Owls almost every day. Mostly about the simple stuff that friends talk about. How the day has been, what they were going to do the next day, about school. Nothing too serious. Blaise wanted to change that. And he thought it best to do it in person.
Peach didn't know a heck of a lot about Blaise's life in the pride. He knew that Blaise was a were-leopard and he had very recently seen Blaise shift. It had seemed to thrill him rather than put him off, thankfully.
Still, Blaise was terribly worried it would be too much for the other youth, and that Peach wouldn't want to stay his friend, or take the next step with him. And that was difficult for him to think about. He felt strongly for the other young man. When they were together, he was so aware of the way Peach smelled, could watch him laugh and smile, or be serious, even study with him and never get tired of it. When he'd played his Quidditch, Peach was always there, rooting him on, and nothing made Blaise play harder or better.
Blaise had asked for permission to tell Peach more about the pride. Peach had a right to know what he was getting into if he did decide to get involved with Blaise. Amrys, the leader he had asked for permission, sat him down and asked why he should say yes to the request. His face very serious, very concerned.
"I am not sure what you are asking." Blaise replied a bit uncertainly. The blond man leaned forward and touched the youth's hand. Their eyes met. Amrys' soft voice began to explain.
"We are your family. I am asking you to tell me why this person deserves to know our family secrets." Amrys told the young man. "Tell me why you wish to share such intimate things with an outsider. A non-lycanthrope."
Blaise had to think about that. Answering that question meant he had to face his feelings openly. "I don't want to mislead him. I want more than to be his friend, but I want him to know who I am before I ask him to make that kind of choice."
"Keep going." Amrys encouraged, glad that Blaise was thinking of the other young man's well-being in this. His deep blue eyes were intent on the younger man's face.
"He is my best friend outside of the pride." Blaise stopped and thought about that. Then added to his statement. "I think, he might be my best friend, including the ones I have in the pride. At least I think so. I think I want him to be. I don't like having things I can't tell him, things I am not supposed to share."
"Is this about sex, Blaise?" Amrys asked him quietly. "Desire and lust are powerful motivators. And not wrong. But, for simple desire...our secrets shouldn't be shared with all those you want to take to bed."
"I...I haven't, I mean I have thought about it. But, I have not had sex with him. It is more than that. I hope it is. I want...to spend more time with him. I want to talk to him, tell him who I really am. Let him know the real me. If he wants to." The young brunette told his pride's second.
"Friendship outside of the pride is a good thing. Love is more complicated. Many in the wizarding world do not approve of the way we live. The communal housing, the way we conduct ourselves and raise our young. How the family decides if the child will be turned, more than the child. These things, these ways that we are different, they will all complicate your friendship with this young man. Are you ready for that?" Amrys probed.
"I don't know. If he doesn't want anything more to do with me, then that will hurt." Blaise said.
"You are asking permission to court him for admittance to the pride?" Amrys said back, as if he was finally understanding how Blaise felt.
"Yes. That is it." Blaise said with relief, happy to have his feeling put into practical terms. Into words and spoken aloud, as if that gave them some little power, more chance of being made real.
"Courting as a very serious business, kitten. Normally we take new members from within our own ranks. Adding outsiders is a serous risk. They do not know how we live. Many feel we are too controlling, that our kings are too strong, and that we are immoral, little more than beasts. If we had not made a conscious decision to live more openly in the wizarding world, I would tell you no. But," Amrys let out a great sigh. He cupped Blaise's chin in his palm, raising the boy's face. "We have made the decision, and so, yes, you may try."
"Thank you." Blaise said.
"You have my permission to tell him, but I would advise you to move very slowly. Have him come to see us here and how we live. Do not hide things from him, but, do not move to quickly. He may not be comfortable with our lifestyle. He may not be able to tolerate that you do not sleep alone, nor are you celibate. So, go slowly. That is my recommendation. But. Remember. I am not the authority on whether he may find a place with us and be changed. For that you will have to ask our king. If he proves worthy of you and open to the way we live. He will be treated as our guest here."
"Yes, second. I understand." And Blaise did. He had hesitated to tell Peach about his life at the Manor. Nor had he shared that he never slept alone, that he shared his bed and his body, happily. Blaise recalled very clearly Harry's horror of learning that. Peach would no doubt feel much the same at first. And his family.... Blaise had no idea how to approach them, or if he wanted them to know he was courting their son.
"You will also have to take great precautions with him, and ensure that he will not be injured or inadvertently changed. Do not think that the situation with the Chosen's accidental change means we will tolerate more of the same. You will ensure the boy comes to no harm." Amrys said sternly. "You are young and you have shown that youth and it's indiscretion very recently in flaunting my order against returning to Hogwarts. If you can love as an adult, and convince us you are more than a willful kitten, then it is possible your suit for your friend may be granted. We will watch and see."
"Yes, second. You have my word. I will be careful." Blaise said.
"Good. Because, children are not granted the right to bring a mate in to the pride. If you wish him to be considered there are rules. If it is only sex you want, and a casual friend, then lay with him. If it is a mate you want, then do not. He is not to share your body unless he is approved to enter the pride. To not follow this rule means he will never be granted admission. I expect you to abide by that, to keep you, him, and the pride safe. Think how the wizards would react if we accidentally changed one of their own? They will believe they are not safe in close company with us. Now. How old is this student?" Amrys inquired, after receiving Blaise's nod and murmured assurance he understood how important it was that Peach not be risked.
"He is a year behind me. Sixteen." Blaise said.
"Severus will be concerned. I will speak with him. I must tell you again, because it is critically important, do not rush into a physical relationship assuming he will be granted status within the pride. Get to know him, let him know you. Take it slowly. If he is worthy than he will be considered. And he will wait for you as you wait for him. He is not yet pride, do not treat him as pride." The second warned. Blaise nodded solemnly. And Amrys continued.
"I know how difficult this is and will be. Loving someone not of the pride is very hard. Take it slowly. Come to me if you need to talk. In fact I expect you to talk to me regularly. I would not advise that you share this with the third, not yet, he has very strong feelings on this subject. He believes it is not worth the risk at this early juncture. He has advised me to move cautiously with the Headmaster, and Severus and I are both adults. He would likely order you not to see the boy again. So, do not seek him out over this." Amrys reached out and stroked the kitten's hair.
"Perhaps having a moment with Harry to talk of it would not be amiss, however. The Chosen keeps secrets well, and should Graeme find out...Harry would likely intervene for you. If you are comfortable speaking with him."
"Well, OK." Blaise thought about it. "I was thinking about talking to Draco?" He offered.
"A wise choice. The Mother is a good ally to have." Amrys smiled at the thought of the mother of his children. Draco's nurturing touch might be just what Blaise needed to steady him on this difficult path.
ne'ichan
faestion1@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: HP isn't mine......
A/N: Hey guys! We are approaching the end of FM....there are only 111 chapters and we are at chapter 102. I can't change that...well not unless there is a sequel someday...but...I am going to post another fic soon. I hope you will read it, because I like it as much as I do FM. It is just as elaborate, involved and involving. So try it if you can stand to. It isn't HP, it is Angel. It is called....Thralls.....
Now back to Furry Magic.....
Blaise stood outside of the Slytherin common room, and adjusted his tie for the fourth time. He was not wearing the usual student's robes. He was no longer a student at Hogwarts after all.
He was here for a very different reason. It made him nervous, though he repeatedly told himself there was nothing to be nervous about. Fred and George had tried giving him pep-talks, but even that didn't help all that much. He wiped his damp palms on the trousers of his day suit.
He had not had time to see Peach in more than a week. They had spoken and sent Owls almost every day. Mostly about the simple stuff that friends talk about. How the day has been, what they were going to do the next day, about school. Nothing too serious. Blaise wanted to change that. And he thought it best to do it in person.
Peach didn't know a heck of a lot about Blaise's life in the pride. He knew that Blaise was a were-leopard and he had very recently seen Blaise shift. It had seemed to thrill him rather than put him off, thankfully.
Still, Blaise was terribly worried it would be too much for the other youth, and that Peach wouldn't want to stay his friend, or take the next step with him. And that was difficult for him to think about. He felt strongly for the other young man. When they were together, he was so aware of the way Peach smelled, could watch him laugh and smile, or be serious, even study with him and never get tired of it. When he'd played his Quidditch, Peach was always there, rooting him on, and nothing made Blaise play harder or better.
Blaise had asked for permission to tell Peach more about the pride. Peach had a right to know what he was getting into if he did decide to get involved with Blaise. Amrys, the leader he had asked for permission, sat him down and asked why he should say yes to the request. His face very serious, very concerned.
"I am not sure what you are asking." Blaise replied a bit uncertainly. The blond man leaned forward and touched the youth's hand. Their eyes met. Amrys' soft voice began to explain.
"We are your family. I am asking you to tell me why this person deserves to know our family secrets." Amrys told the young man. "Tell me why you wish to share such intimate things with an outsider. A non-lycanthrope."
Blaise had to think about that. Answering that question meant he had to face his feelings openly. "I don't want to mislead him. I want more than to be his friend, but I want him to know who I am before I ask him to make that kind of choice."
"Keep going." Amrys encouraged, glad that Blaise was thinking of the other young man's well-being in this. His deep blue eyes were intent on the younger man's face.
"He is my best friend outside of the pride." Blaise stopped and thought about that. Then added to his statement. "I think, he might be my best friend, including the ones I have in the pride. At least I think so. I think I want him to be. I don't like having things I can't tell him, things I am not supposed to share."
"Is this about sex, Blaise?" Amrys asked him quietly. "Desire and lust are powerful motivators. And not wrong. But, for simple desire...our secrets shouldn't be shared with all those you want to take to bed."
"I...I haven't, I mean I have thought about it. But, I have not had sex with him. It is more than that. I hope it is. I want...to spend more time with him. I want to talk to him, tell him who I really am. Let him know the real me. If he wants to." The young brunette told his pride's second.
"Friendship outside of the pride is a good thing. Love is more complicated. Many in the wizarding world do not approve of the way we live. The communal housing, the way we conduct ourselves and raise our young. How the family decides if the child will be turned, more than the child. These things, these ways that we are different, they will all complicate your friendship with this young man. Are you ready for that?" Amrys probed.
"I don't know. If he doesn't want anything more to do with me, then that will hurt." Blaise said.
"You are asking permission to court him for admittance to the pride?" Amrys said back, as if he was finally understanding how Blaise felt.
"Yes. That is it." Blaise said with relief, happy to have his feeling put into practical terms. Into words and spoken aloud, as if that gave them some little power, more chance of being made real.
"Courting as a very serious business, kitten. Normally we take new members from within our own ranks. Adding outsiders is a serous risk. They do not know how we live. Many feel we are too controlling, that our kings are too strong, and that we are immoral, little more than beasts. If we had not made a conscious decision to live more openly in the wizarding world, I would tell you no. But," Amrys let out a great sigh. He cupped Blaise's chin in his palm, raising the boy's face. "We have made the decision, and so, yes, you may try."
"Thank you." Blaise said.
"You have my permission to tell him, but I would advise you to move very slowly. Have him come to see us here and how we live. Do not hide things from him, but, do not move to quickly. He may not be comfortable with our lifestyle. He may not be able to tolerate that you do not sleep alone, nor are you celibate. So, go slowly. That is my recommendation. But. Remember. I am not the authority on whether he may find a place with us and be changed. For that you will have to ask our king. If he proves worthy of you and open to the way we live. He will be treated as our guest here."
"Yes, second. I understand." And Blaise did. He had hesitated to tell Peach about his life at the Manor. Nor had he shared that he never slept alone, that he shared his bed and his body, happily. Blaise recalled very clearly Harry's horror of learning that. Peach would no doubt feel much the same at first. And his family.... Blaise had no idea how to approach them, or if he wanted them to know he was courting their son.
"You will also have to take great precautions with him, and ensure that he will not be injured or inadvertently changed. Do not think that the situation with the Chosen's accidental change means we will tolerate more of the same. You will ensure the boy comes to no harm." Amrys said sternly. "You are young and you have shown that youth and it's indiscretion very recently in flaunting my order against returning to Hogwarts. If you can love as an adult, and convince us you are more than a willful kitten, then it is possible your suit for your friend may be granted. We will watch and see."
"Yes, second. You have my word. I will be careful." Blaise said.
"Good. Because, children are not granted the right to bring a mate in to the pride. If you wish him to be considered there are rules. If it is only sex you want, and a casual friend, then lay with him. If it is a mate you want, then do not. He is not to share your body unless he is approved to enter the pride. To not follow this rule means he will never be granted admission. I expect you to abide by that, to keep you, him, and the pride safe. Think how the wizards would react if we accidentally changed one of their own? They will believe they are not safe in close company with us. Now. How old is this student?" Amrys inquired, after receiving Blaise's nod and murmured assurance he understood how important it was that Peach not be risked.
"He is a year behind me. Sixteen." Blaise said.
"Severus will be concerned. I will speak with him. I must tell you again, because it is critically important, do not rush into a physical relationship assuming he will be granted status within the pride. Get to know him, let him know you. Take it slowly. If he is worthy than he will be considered. And he will wait for you as you wait for him. He is not yet pride, do not treat him as pride." The second warned. Blaise nodded solemnly. And Amrys continued.
"I know how difficult this is and will be. Loving someone not of the pride is very hard. Take it slowly. Come to me if you need to talk. In fact I expect you to talk to me regularly. I would not advise that you share this with the third, not yet, he has very strong feelings on this subject. He believes it is not worth the risk at this early juncture. He has advised me to move cautiously with the Headmaster, and Severus and I are both adults. He would likely order you not to see the boy again. So, do not seek him out over this." Amrys reached out and stroked the kitten's hair.
"Perhaps having a moment with Harry to talk of it would not be amiss, however. The Chosen keeps secrets well, and should Graeme find out...Harry would likely intervene for you. If you are comfortable speaking with him."
"Well, OK." Blaise thought about it. "I was thinking about talking to Draco?" He offered.
"A wise choice. The Mother is a good ally to have." Amrys smiled at the thought of the mother of his children. Draco's nurturing touch might be just what Blaise needed to steady him on this difficult path.
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