Happy Birthday Malfoy

Final Part 3

"Oh Harry." Hermione sniffed as they came from the memory.

"I never had a clue."

"That's why he liked you." Ron snorted trying to lighten the mood.

"Hey you didn't know either!" Harry laughed shoving his shoulder.

"Who could have known he was a shirt-lifter?" Ron asked, shaking his head. Neville and Hermione looked guiltily at their feet.

"Wait, you both...?"

"It was kind of obvious!" Neville blurted frantically.

"I didn't know he cared that much!" Hermione snapped defensively.

"I've had him on top of me before and you never thought to tell me he was enjoying it!?"

"Oh please Harry you always looked like you were enjoying it too." Hermione rolled her eyes and put her hands on his hips. Harry sputtered and looked at Ron for support but he was covering his mouth to keep from laughing in his face.

"I did not enjoy it! We were fighting."

"Right, right. Sure. I know."

"I'm serious!"

"Okay, okay."

"Let's stop looking at this and go back to the trunk. I think I've had enough of his memories for now."

A few minutes and two shots of Firewhiskey later Draco was heard giggling up the steps. They spoke in French but Hermione translated.

"Viktor behave. When I said let's go to my room I did not mean for that. I have one Golden Trio and a Longbottom in there."

"Is that like a Harem and a sex toy?" A deep familiar voice they remembered, although his accents were very much improved since they had spoken last, replied in a confused but pleased tone.

"Mmm you wish. No. Granger, Weasley, Potter and Neville are in there."

"As much as I wish to see my old friends I really was looking for some....how would you say oh yes, alone time, so I could fuck your brains out." Draco wheezed and they could almost see Viktor smiling and patting his back gently.

"Oh okay. Well if that's all you want..."

"How about in here?"

"Teddy is sleeping in there. And we have to be quick because they must be bored."

"Maybe they'll get so bored they will leave on their own and we can move to your bed."

"Oh wow, you are in a mood today."

"Long trip just thinking about you and how you left me last time."

"Oh yes, I did promise to take care of that next time. Still hard?" Harry could imagine him licking his lips, stroking down his abdomen, cupping the front of his pants... Harry shivered and shook off any other associated thoughts.

"I cut my diamond watch myself." Viktor's voice was smooth and warm and very seductive. Even Ron shivered, although it was probably in disgust.

"Ouch. Come on, I'll take care of that for you." No one missed the double meaning in his words.

Harry, after five minutes, couldn't take the images in his mind. He needed a distraction, so he walked to the pensieve and waited for them to follow. It didn't take long.

"Sectumsempra!" Memory Harry shouted, the spell hitting Draco in the chest. He fell to the ground shaking uncontrollably in a pool of his own blood. Memory Harry fell to his knees beside him, shaking and crying over him, as though his death would be the worst thing in the world. Draco was pleased by that and hardly even angry that he'd attacked him. He didn't want to hurt him or anyone anyway. He was glad Harry would be the one to stop him and be with him when he died.