JADE & THE SILVER DRAGON

Disclaimer: The characters belong solely to J.K. Rowling (except for Raiden and Devlin), I am just borrowing them in my little 'Harry Porno' Story.

Warning: This is a SLASH story, meaning male/male relationships. Don't like it, don't continue. Check out some of my other stories if you like hetro sex. Some of the characters are out of character....and for this fic, the younger wizards are drinking alcohol....sooo wrong in reality but works for this story.

Authors Note: This is my first Slash story that I am working on, and I know that I may have a few people wondering what the f..k that I am doing. I have not quit with my Hermione/Draco fics, it just that I needed a different type of couple to write about. I am still working on two other stories with the those two characters. So please, let me know what you think about this one, as I am enjoying writing this. Sorry, this story is not beta-d, so excuse the spelling or grammer mistakes you may come across. Thanks

This story is going to eventually be between Draco/Harry, but not until chapter nine or ten. Didn't know where I should put this in category.

I had decided to just read over this fic, and found some errors that were not there when I first submitted the story. I will be going over chapter by chapter to fix what I can. No major changes, just the typos fixed.


JADE & THE SILVER DRAGON
By tas

Chapter One

It was about a week after Harry Potter finished his sixth year at Hogwarts, Witchcraft and Wizardry, where you could see him relaxing in a rustic style kitchen, the sun shining through the large window, nibbling at his breakfast. Across from him sat a man that was immersed in the wizarding paper.......the Daily Prophet, occasionally seeing a tanned hand reaching for the cup of coffee in front of him.

He looked to the dark haired man and still couldn’t believe that he was sitting here.... here across from his godfather, Sirius Black. During his sixth year Hermione, Ron, and himself managed to get a hold of a time turner and went back in time to talk to Sirius and a few other Order of the Phoenix members. With much convincing to the others, they managed to change the course of events that happened at the Ministry of Magic in their fifth year.

Keeping out of sight of their other selves, they managed to apprehend a few more death eaters and left them with Tonks, a wacky clumsy auror that believed they were from the future without hesitation. Instead of Sirius falling through the veil in the Department of Mysteries, Bellatrix Lestrange fell through, much to the delight of Neville Longbottom. Bellatrix had led the torture of Alice and Frank Longbottom a long time ago leaving the two in St. Mungos with their minds not intact. Neville’s parents were revenged when she went through the dark veil. Unfortunately, Voldemort still managed to escape again, but his Death Eater force greatly diminished; Lucius Malfoy, Crabbe senior, Antonin Dolohov, Rodolphus Lestrange (Bellatrix husband), Walden Mcnair, and Augustus Rookwood were just the few that were captured and sent to Azkaban prison for wizards.

Sirius had also managed to get caught as they were leaving, as he was still a fugitive. He wasn’t overly worried as Remus Lupin and Severus Snape apprehended one Peter Pettigrew when he was trying to scurry his way out of trouble at the Ministry. He was then dosed with veritaserum, a strong truth potion, and then admitted to the killings of muggles, and the aiding of the murders of James and Lily Potter. With the signed confession and a roomful of aurors as witnesses, Fudge had no choice but to clear Sirius of all charges against him and gave him twelve years worth of compensation for imprisoning him in Azkaban. Sirius Black was quite well off now and was able to claim Harry as his godson legally. Also on a good note, Fudge had witnessed Voldemort in the Ministry himself and could no longer deny the fact that the Dark Lord was back.

When the three Gryffindor’s came back to their own time it was to see Albus Dumbledore and Sirius Black waiting for them in the library where they had originally left. Sirius had grabbed all three of them in a breath taking hug, while Albus smiled at the reunion.

The Headmaster then held out his hand where Harry hesitantly placed the time turner, apologizing for their blatant misuse of a restricted magical item. In turn, for going against rules, Ron and Hermione lost their prefect badges, and Harry was banned from quidditch for the rest of the year. The three of them gave a relieved sigh for their punishment. They were expecting to be expelled for their rash decision in going back in time. The end result was much more gratifying for them with more Death Eaters taken care of and the Ministry fully believing that Voldemort was back, not to mention that Harry’s godfather was not a fugitive anymore.

With quidditch no longer a factor, Harry was able to study more, his grades going up by the end of the year. He humbly apologized to Professor Snape for looking into his pensieve in fourth year and asked to resume the Occlumency lessons. Now more than ever, he wanted to be able to block out Voldemort from his mind. He didn’t want a repeat of the past to come back where Voldemort would be able to plant certain images in his head. Professor Snape also taught him the Legimency spell so he would be able to access another persons feelings and memories from their mind, thinking that it may come in useful fighting against the dark side.

Harry and Professor Snape gradually grew to respect each other for the magical abilities that each one had, and the things that they have done for the light side. They became friends in the privacy of Snape’s private quarters where they held their lessons, much to the astonishment of some of the faculty and Harry’s close friends. Harry found that the Professor was a great help in advising him, and helping him understand some of the spells and potions he had been reading about in the many books that he had been researching. During this time Professor Snape became Severus, and Harry Potter became Harry to the professor.......when not in the public eye.


Harry looked over at Sirius, or actually the front of the Daily Prophet, as it was held up in front of his face. His eyes scanned the headline on the front page, ‘Death Eaters killed in Azkaban!'

“Siri, did you see the front page?” Harry asked looking at the moving picture of Ministry officials checking over an empty cell in Azkaban.

Sirius placed the paper on the table where they both could read it. “It says that Lucius Malfoy and Walden Mcnair were murdered in their cell,” Sirius read, “the coroner from St. Mungo’s found a snake bite on each of their necks. Poison heavily in their blood. They say they died almost instantly.”

“Are those the only two that were bitten?” Harry asked.

Sirius read more of the article before putting it down. “It appears that all the Death Eaters captured from the Ministry were bitten,” he replied looking down at the photograph, his own dark memories of those cells roving in his head.

“Would Severus be able to get a sample of their blood?” Harry asked. “He may be able to tell us what kind of snake it was and if there could be an antidote. Maybe there’s some sort of charm to ward the snakes off.....I mean it’s quite obvious Voldemort was behind this. What could stop him sending one of those snakes after us.”

“Good thinking Harry. Now that Severus is no longer a Death Eater, it’s not easy to find out what exactly old Voldie is up to,” Sirius grinned. “While you change, I’ll contact Severus to meet us in Diagon Alley. While your getting your eyesight corrected, Severus and I can do some brain storming,” Sirius said as he headed to the fireplace to floo the call through the fireplace, while Harry had a quick shower and got dressed for the day.


The two of them arrived at the Leaky Cauldron to see Severus sitting with another black haired man, both of them laughing at something one of them had said. Harry and Sirius shared a look of wonder at seeing the snarky potions professor actually laughing.

Harry looked to the stranger, taking in the black longish hair, the tanned looking skin, and the build of the upper body in the tight black t-shirt that was visible over the table. He was one of the better looking guys he has seen....well...besides another, which he tried not to think about too much. He pulled his over large t-shirt over his baggy jeans to hide his reaction to the stranger. Yes...the Boy-Who-Lived was attracted to guys, which was no secret to the people that mattered to him.

Severus looked up as he heard someone clearing his throat to get their attention. Sirius looked down at them looking dark and dangerous in his dark jeans and white t-shirt, and Harry looking slightly uncomfortable in his usual baggy clothes, his eyes looking to his side behind his trademark glasses.

“Ah...Sirius, Harry. I’d like you to meet my nephew Devlin. He’ll be staying with me for awhile,” Severus said as the two new comers sat down across from them.

“So Devlin, where are you from?” Harry asked taking a sip of his butterbeer that was just placed before him, licking the foam from his top lip.

Devlin had watched the living legend.....Harry Bloody Potter, as his Uncle Sev called him as he was being introduced. He had seen something flash in the green eyes before Harry looked away. It was hard to tell what Harry looked like hidden away in the oversized clothing. He watched Harry’s tongue dart out to lick the foam off his lip and smiled over at him. “I’m from America,” he replied sipping his drink, also licking the rich foam off his lip, noticing Harry’s eyes darken as they followed the trail of his tongue.

“Do you like it here so far?” Harry asked shifting in his seat.

“It’s alright. Miss the beaches back home though. I’m trying to figure out what I want to do with my life since I finished school a couple of years ago,” Devlin said.

“Well, maybe you and Severus can visit Siri and I sometime. We have a private beach at the back of our house,” Harry said.

Sirius sat back watching the two younger men talk and smirked to himself. “Yes, you two are welcome anytime. The property is warded against apparating, but you can floo there to our living room,” Sirius said, then looked at his watch. “Harry, you better go for that appointment of yours.”

“Oh yeah....right,” Harry said getting to his feet. “Well, it was nice meeting you Devlin, and maybe I’ll see you later.”

“Harry,” Severus said suddenly, remembering something and reached into his pocket. “I found that book you were looking for in Knockturn Alley. I’ve shrunk it so it will fit in your pocket for now,” he said handing the doll size book to Harry.

“Thank you Severus. I’ve been looking forward to studying this,” Harry said smiling, putting the book in his back pocket. “Sirius, I’ll meet you at Flourish & Blotts in say...two hours? Then we can head to muggle London for those supplies we need.”

“Sure thing Harry,” Sirius replied as he watched his godson leave. He turned to Severus, “what book was that?”

“It’s a book that Harry had read about in another book containing dark magic,” Severus said.

“You sure that was wise?” Sirius asked.

“The Dark Lord will not be using any light spells when he confronts Harry,” Severus said. “I happen to think that Harry won’t be swayed by the dark side using the dark spells. He’s got too much good in him. I don’t like to think of Harry confronting that madman, but it is something that he cannot escape from....if we like it or not.”

“You know, I can help him with some of the dark magic,” Devlin said. “We had a Dark Arts professor back in school who taught us a lot on the dark arts. It’s one of the classes I excelled at.”

“Besides, Sirius, Harry is still hesitant in using an unforgivable curse on Voldemort. Maybe there’s something else that can be done to defeat him,” Severus said.

“I suppose. Part of me wants to hide him away from the danger, and another part of me wants him to finish this once and for all, so he can lead a normal life, to be just Harry,” Sirius sighed.

“So.....Sirius, what was Harry talking about with getting supplies?” Severus asked trying to get the other’s mind away from the troublesome thoughts.

Sirius smiled gratefully. “After Harry get’s his eyesight corrected.....” he started.

“Finally,” Severus interrupted.

“.....we are going to get building supplies from a lumberyard. We are building a deck at the back of our house,” Sirius finished.

“By hand?” Severus asked, his brow raised in question.

“Yes. It’s nice to see something accomplished when you do it the muggle way,” Sirius replied.

The three of them talked on about some improvements Harry and Sirius had done, and are working on at the house, laughing at some of their failed attempts that Sirius had told. They then went on to suggestions for a charm against Voldemort’s snakes as an antidote may be too late to be administered. After about an hour and a half, Sirius got up to meet Harry, reminding them to come by for a visit when they could.


Sirius stepped into Flourish & Blotts, the smell of old and new books overwhelming the senses. He found Harry sitting on the floor near the back, flipping through a couple of books. “Hey Harry, how’s the eyes?” Sirius asked crunching down closer to Harry’s level.

Harry looked up seeing Sirius smiling down at him. “Good. Eyesight is even better than when I had the glasses. Always find I’m trying to adjust them on my nose, then find that they’re not there anymore,” Harry smiled, handing Sirius five thick books.

Sirius helped Harry up, then looked at some of the titles. “Animagi?” he questioned.

“Yeah, since my magical abilities have increased since my last birthday, I thought I’d like to see if I can do the transformation.”

“Are you finding your magic easier to control now?” Sirius asked.

“Yeah. Severus and Dumbledore helped me quite a bit last year,” Harry replied, remembering some of the hexes he accidentally put on his professors and friends.

“I remember on my sixteenth birthday when my magic grew stronger,” Sirius said thinking back. “Your father and Remus had quite a few bruises when my magic would go wild and they would end up getting slammed against the walls.”

“Does it happen to all wizards and witches when they turn of age?” Harry asked.

“Not all, but most. There’s also some that gain certain inheritances, like veela or vampiric traits....just to name a few.”

Harry had been walking to the next aisle of books while they were talking, his fingers going over the spines of the books. He soon found around four more books dealing with elemental spells and potions. “Well, I think this should do it,” Harry said finally.

“The way you’ve been buying books lately, we’ll have to enlarge our library,” Sirius joked. Although inwardly he was very proud of the way Harry was trying to study hard and better himself magically.

Harry paid for his books, then brought out his wand to shrink them so they would be easier to carry. Sirius placed his hand over Harry’s gently. “Try without,” he said.

Harry nodded, then put his wand back in it’s concealed pants pocket. He waved his hand over the pile of books, “reducio,” seeing the books become smaller in his mind. He smiled to himself as the books got smaller and smaller on the counter top.

Sirius placed his hand on Harry’s shoulder and smiled, “good job Harry.”

“I’ve been practicing,” Harry replied putting the small books in a smaller bag. “It’s been easier since Fudge by-passed the underage wizarding law for me so I can practice magic and apparate.”

“Well you do need to practice for what you need to do. I’m glad Fudge finally realizes what must be done and is actually putting an effort into the cause,” Sirius said sighing heavily.

“Siri, I’m going to be okay. I have you in my life now. I’m not going anywhere,” Harry said grinning. “Besides I have a couple of ideas I’m working on to help me with this.”

“Oh. Like what?” Sirius asked as they stepped out to muggle London.

“You’ll see,” Harry said mysteriously. “I’ll let you know when I feel confident enough with it.”

Sirius hailed a taxi cab once they were outside, where one pulled up almost immediately. Once sitting in the back seat, holding onto the back seat while the driver wove in and out of traffic, Sirius spoke up. “You know.....Devlin said he’d help you with your studies,” he said smirking.

“Oh? Did he?” Harry asked looking out the window, hoping that didn’t sound pathetically needy.

“He’s not a bad looking guy....considering he’s related to Snape, huh?” Sirius asked smirking at the back of Harry’s head.

“Yeah, if you’re into that,” Harry replied. ‘I would be very into that,’ he thought to himself thinking of the dark haired man.

Sirius then let the matter drop after seeing Harry’s face turning a nice shade of pink. They arrived at the lumber yard and brought out their list. After getting everything they needed plus a few extras, they arranged for it to be picked up by a delivery service. This particular delivery service was used quite frequently by the wizarding world, the drivers blending in quite easily among the muggles. The delivery trucks worked much like the Knight Bus. By the time Harry and Sirius came home later that day, their purchase would be already there, unloaded neatly at the front of their house.

The two of them did a bit more shopping then made their way to the Leaky Cauldron, carrying a large take out pizza and a case of muggle beer, where they then flooed their way directly to their living room.