Jade and the Silver Dragon

Chapter 24

It was Halloween night where you could find Blaise Zabini in a secluded room in the Hogwarts infirmary, pacing back and forth, trying the lock on the door several times before giving up and throwing himself on the bed in frustration. Outside the door, two Aurors guarded the door and smirked at one another as they heard Blaise moving about inside the room. Blaise had tried to talk to the people who came into the room, but they wouldn't respond to any of the questions he was asking. Blaise would finally get some questions answered later that night, although he may live to regret them once the night was over.

In Harry's room, you could find him standing before the mirror, nervously looking over his appearance. He wanted to look good for Draco. He was startled out of his thoughts when he heard a low whistle from the doorway of his room. "Draco's a lucky guy," Devlin grinned as he looked Harry up and down.

"Thanks, Dev," Harry replied, combing his fingers through his hair. "I remember your reaction to these jeans and am hoping I'll get the same reaction from Draco."

"I'm sure you will," Devlin said, coming closer to run his fingertip along the skin of Harry's hip. "Maybe we should get going," Devlin said meeting Harry's eye.

Harry put his arms around Devlin's back. "Thank you so much for being here for me Dev. It means a lot to me," He said by his ear.

"Anytime, Jade," Devlin replied, hugging him tight as he placed a light kiss on Harry's neck.

"So are you ready for later tonight?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, Sirius and Tonks are standing guard tonight and Sirius knows the plan," Devlin said walking in step with Harry as they made their way down to the dungeons.

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"Where are they? They should be here by now," Draco said as he looked at the door.

"They'll be here, Drake," Raiden grinned, then handed Draco a fresh drink.

"Maybe I should go meet them," Draco said, taking a few steps to the door, then stopped in his tracks as the door opened for Harry and Devlin to walk through. He noticed the ever-tousled hair, the green eyes that met his, then moved lower and had to control the urge to drag Harry into the nearest room. He took in the snug-fitting jeans with the tears in the knees, and salivated over the large expanse of bare skin at the hip showing through the larger tear. The tank top was black and made of a mesh where he could see the gold hoop at the nipple. He looked back up and saw the hungry look mirrored in Harry's eyes as he came forward.

Harry was also taking in every detail of Draco's appearance, liking very much what he was seeing. His dragon wore black leather pants and a plain black t-shirt that molded to his body. He took a couple of steps more into the room, not breaking his gaze from Draco's, until he heard Ron shout his name from further into the room. He looked over and stilled, trying to calm his racing heart.

Draco was also walking forward when he saw Harry look away, then stop, a look of fear in his eyes. He looked over where Ron was. "Shit... the decorations... chains," He thought to himself as he rushed over to Harry. He brought his hand up to the side of Harry's face to turn him his way. "Harry... gods I wasn't thinking," he said looking into Harry's panicked eyes. He had forgotten that the decorations comprised mostly of chains and other torture devises.

Harry closed his eyes to calm himself. "I'm okay. It's not the same," He repeated to himself. "I'm okay," He said aloud this time, turning to place a kiss on the palm of Draco's hand.

"Are you sure?" Draco asked, "because we can leave if you want."

"No. I'm good," Harry smiled reassuringly as he leaned in to press his lips to Draco's. "Besides, I've been looking forward to dancing with you."