To Dare You

Chapter Thirty

"Harry, are you seriously dating him?" Ron asked, a look of disgust on his face.

"Yes?" Harry tightened his grip on Draco's hand as Ron stared at them disbelievingly. "Why does it matter to you?"

"Harry, it's a love potion! I put on Draco! You actually fell for him? Do you actually think he likes you?" He scoffed, a smirk playing at his lips as they sat in the common room.

"Ron, he's cured from the potion." Harry hissed.

"Sure he is," He rolled his eyes. "And even if he was, do you think he'd like you?"

"I do." Draco said blankly.

"Well, mate, have fun with Draco. Remember how he would bully us? Make fun of us? Remember how he was to us?" He asked, looking at Harry with a now sick look.

"Yeah Ron. But he's changed." Harry told him.

"I agree with her."

"Wha- who?" Draco asked, sounding genuinely confused.

"That Ravenclaw girl." Ron sighed as he stood. "She was right. Harry. You really could have done better. His fathers a death eater, and soon enough he'll become you, you don't want to cross that path!" He glared at Draco. "He's a death eater."

"Leave." Harry told him, quite enough calmly. "Now."

"Harry- I'm- I'm not a death eater," Draco cried into his shoulder, tears streaming, as Ron walked out.

"I- I know, Dray, I know you aren't." Harry kissed his cheek lightly, rubbing circles on his back. "don't listen to Ron- don't listen to anyone." He told him softly.

"What's got into Rona-" Hermione walked in, freezing at the sight. "What did he say."

"Called him a death eater." Harry told her. "And now that you're here, we aren't actually dating, Dray told me that people were, well, you know, and so we thought of faking it so people would stay away from him." Harry explained quickly, not even pausing.

"That's Ron alright," Hermione sighed. "Seems like you plan isn't working."

"Yep." Harry shrugged.

* * *

"Hey Dray," Harry laughed as Draco hopped onto his shoulder, nuzzling his neck like usual. "What is it?" He closed his book, taking the ferret in his hands and rubbing his belly.

He just hugged his arm, licking his hand. "Nothing." He smiled as he hopped off to Harry's side, carful not to fall into his arms like last time. "Thanks for earlier, in the dining hall,"

"Yeah, its no problem." Harry returned to his book.

Draco hopped onto his lap again, dooking happily. He purred when Harry massaged his ears while reading, trying to lick his fingers as a cat would do to a toy out of its reach. He made a sad sound when Harry stopped, something like a sad growl mixed with a dook.

"Draco, can't you see I'm reading?" Harry laughed, tickling his neck.

"I don't care though, I'm more important," He sat next to the shorter, kissing his cheek.

"Okay, I don't care either." He laughed. "Dray, nobody's around, we don't have to fake this now, only around people," Harry told him, laughing slightly again.

Right. Fake. He remembered, shrinking away sadly. He squeaked as he jumped onto Harry's shoulder and nipped his ear, not in a hurtful way, more of a cute way.

"Ouch, you're like Hedwig," Harry laughed. "Speaking of Hedwig, she hasn't come back from her trip yet." He mused. "Love you, Dray. In a friend way, of course," Harry laughed.

And Harry crushed Draco's heart some more. He squeaked as happily as he could, but sadness still did seep through. He licked his ear where he bit, attempting to soothe the two small bite marks.

"It's okay." Harry laughed, closing his book.

"Hey Harry, Draco, sorry for intruding b-" Pansy stopped. "What the fuck did you do to Draco?"

"Pans, it is me, calm down," Draco laughed, magnetizing to the boy. "You may want to sit down," He laughed, patting the bed next to him.

"You- ferret, Harry, hand, no- what?" She asked, eyes wider than ever.

"Pansy, calm down." Harry chuckled. "Turns out Draco is an unregistered animagus, and he's been following me fo the past like, three years, and when we got bonded, its a human-human bond thing so when he transforms we aren't connected," He said in one breath.

Draco explained it better, adding in the fake dating part.

"Okay... but stalking? Dray, wh-"

"I still don't know either!" Harry exclaimed, jumping up and down eagerly.

"And now, is not the time." Draco glared at the two.

"Fine." Harry giggled. "And Pans, yeah, what is it?" He asked.

"Oh, I was just wondering if you wanted me to bring up something to eat. Most- almost all people are scared of you, Harry, and those same people absolutely hate you, so I didn't know if you'd want to go down there." Pansy replied cheekily.

"Yeah, thanks." Harry thanked.

"Okay!" She skipped away.

"Uh huh," Draco hopped back on to his shoulder and continued to lick his ear.

"I'm okay!" Harry exclaimed. Draco's tongue was soft, yet rough at the same time, if that was possible. It tickled when the, well, human-animal licked him, for some reason. "Oh, and Dray, I'm assuming we can go back to classes, because we are okay, right?"

Draco squeaked, and Harry could basically understand.

"Dray, you idiot, you nipped me, that doesn't mean I'm dead and cannot go to classes!" He raised his voice a bit while laughing, which, as always, was a mistake. "Oh my motherfucking Merlin." Harry groaned as Draco ran away, emitting sad sounds. "Dray, come back here!" Harry sighed as he sneaked over to the corner of the common room, where Draco sat, crying. "Draco, I'm so sorry, I keep on forgetting," Harry cooed, quite confused, picking up the trembling animal.

Draco curled up, wetting Harry's hands with tears.

"Oh, come on Draco," Harry stroked his back, massaging his ears, only because the damned thing enjoyed it. "I didn't mean to yell, okay?" He kissed his back, hugging the small animal.

He licked his hand sadly and hopped onto his head, beginning to play with the brunette locks.

"I'm taking it you accept?" Harry asked.

Draco squeaked and licked his forehead.

Merlin, the animal loved to lic- kiss Harry, all of the time. Quite creepy at this point.

A/N: I'm sorry, okay, I love the licks!! Anyways, sorry for the sloppy writing. I hope you liked it!