To Dare You

Chapter Thirty-two

A/N: Light smut, in a way, not with the people you think though... hehe...

"He's fine," Madame Pomfrey smiled, handing Harry the ferret carefully. "Just don't let him run too much, he needs rest." She warned.

"Thanks!" Harry grinned, running off back to their dorm. "And, Draco, It's okay. I still hate you though, you childish git." He laughed.

Draco turned into s- well, not silver, just ferret. He jumped next to Silver on his shoulder as Harry sat, licking the white fur with a dook. "I'm sorry," He squeaked to the ferret.

"It's okay!" Silver squeaked back, purring as Draco licked his fur.

"Uh, hate to break this, but what the fuck?" Harry stared at the two as best he could as Draco licked Silver and Silver licked him as well. "Like really, what in fucks name are you doing?" He scrunched his nose. "Okay no, dont fucking do that here!" He screamed as they began to lick each others tongues. It's almost as if they are m- no. Harry, dont even think about that. He gagged.

The two stared at him, tongues still sticking out.

"Okay, fucking hell no," Harry grabbed the two by the scruff and placed them on the couch. "Do whatever the fuck you want," He backed away. "In a different room." He held his hands up like in a surrender, and slowly turned, running up the stairs and into the dorm so very fast. "What the actual fuck." He mumbled. It was almost as if he was... jealous? No. Of what? Whom? It wasn't right.

Draco squeaked unknowingly. "What happened?" He squeaked.

Silver chittered. "I have no idea." He continued to lick Draco, moving to his mouth once in a while. He chittered again as Draco licked his ear.

* * *

"It's. Been. One. Fucking. Hour." Harry screamed as he, well, walked in on the two doing who knows what, licking each other. "What the fuck is really going on?" He gagged again, tearing the two away and sitting in between them. "Draco, human," He sighed.

"What?" Draco asked, pecking Harry's cheek.

"Many things, that's what. One, again, we aren't around people, two, what in merlins name were you two fucking doing on my shoulder, and three, what the fuck?" 

"...grooming ourselves?" Draco told him, almost questioningly. "Ferret's do that. And I didn't think you really wanted to lick me?"

"No, I don't, at all." Harry agreed. "You know, I don't care what the fuck you were doing, grooming, or whatever? Just never do it on my shoulder, yeah?"

Draco squeaked in agreement, returning to lick his 'partner' more.

"Okay, seriously, this:" Harry pointed to the two, basically snogging the hell out of each other, understanding why he felt so jealous, also understanding why Draco did. "Is grooming?"

Draco nodded before returning to grooming as though Harry interrupted a make-out session. "Don't mind him, he's not like us."

"Yeah, seems nice though." Silver dooked.

"That's enough I think." Draco chattered, licking Silvers ears a bit more. Even he felt that this grooming felt wrong, as much as it felt perfectly right. It felt right, it just felt weird and kind of felt bad of how he was acting in front of his boyfriend- fake boyfriend.

The two jumped onto both of Harry's shoulders, licking his face.

Harry knew he couldn't say anything to protest whatsoever. He picked the two up and held them. "My two favorite ferrets," He laughed, still quite grossed out and jealous.

* * *

"'Mione, they were like, mating on my shoulder," Harry screamed disbelievingly as they sat in the common room.

"Grooming." Draco corrected as he pet Silver.

Yeah, Harry felt more then jealous. A whole lot more. Harry snatched Silver and placed him on his shoulder where he licked his ear, grinning when Draco muttered a 'hey!' "Still, they were licking each other. It was scary. And 'mione, they were licking fucking everywhere. I mean it, everywhere!" Harry told her. "It's scary, really."

"I can- imagine," Hermione grimaced.

"Demonstration? I need a cleaning, anyways." Draco asked.

"No!" The two shouted. "Just shower then, Draco, you don't need Silver for that." Harry added, looking at his feet.

Hermione squeezed his hand, knowing exactly what he was feeling.

"Too lazy to." Draco hopped onto Harry's shoulder, and the two began to lick each other. He dooked happily, chittering as Silver licked from his foot up to his ear, tickling him. Draco climbed up on top of Silver and licked his chin.

"Get the fuck off of me, ew!" Harry screamed, voice cracking a bit. "It looks like you two are, well, doing, uh, more than grooming, so leave."

Hermione closed her eyes. "I've seen enough," She muttered as the two 'fought' with tongues. "I'm on with Harry, please leave..."

"Merlin," Harry closed his eyes as well, taking Hermione up to their dorm. "Hermione, obliviate me, yeah?" He asked, feeling queasy.

"Are you okay?"

"No." Harry sighed. "You know what it feels, right?"

She nodded. "I'm sorry Harry." She sighed. "I'm sure they were just... grooming?" 

They looked at each other for a second, face's serious, but bursting into laugher seconds after, clutching each other while screaming in laughter.

Draco watched from the doorway, a small tear falling down his fluffy fur.

Silver stood behind. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Jealous, I guess." Draco squeaked sadly. "No more heavy grooming, okay? It feels, just wrong." Draco licked Silver's face. It still felt wrong, but then again, felt really good to get groomed after so very long.

"Okay." Silver licked from Draco's foot to ear again, nibbling on the two pink soft 'things' affectionatley, like Draco did to Harry. "I'm sure he likes you too."

Draco purred softly. Weird. He wished it was Harry instead of Silver. No - not weird, saint potter was really amazing.

A/N: Ooh, hehe, angst then light not-really-smut-at-all smut. Please gimme suggestions, I dunno what to do! I'm so mad, Silver is ruining Drarry! Argh! What should I do? Your choice.