To Dare You

Chapter Fifty-one

A/N: Sorry, I ain't in a good mood, nor is in one to deal with these bishes who are being really annoying, so this chapter will be composed as my anger. imagine I am Harry, his anger is a bit more subtle than mine. <3

Harry sat in the common room- or rather, lay on the couch, Snow resting on his chest. He could and would request to be moved back to the Gryffindor dormitories but it would be suspicious, and he kind of liked the quiet, aside from the bastard we all knew and now hated.

Draco walked down the stairs, wearing Harry's sweatpants and a sweatshirt, sitting down next to him with a blank expression on his face, staring into the dim fire. "Haz-"

"No, don't even," Harry growled, both at the bitch trying to talk to him, and to the fact he was wearing his clothes at this particular moment.

"Haz, please just listen to Dw- me," He pleaded. "I just-"

"I said no," He huffed angrily, standing up. "C'mon Snowie, let's get out of here," He mumbled stupidly to the sleeping ferret, rushing out with a certain finger gesture, stroking Snow's black back angrily.

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"Wh-"

"Nowhere to go, shut your trap," Harry rolled his eyes and growled angrily after returning in less than ten minutes. "And don't even try again- let go of me!" He screeched as Draco stopped him mid-track, grabbing his wrist.

"Harry, love, please just listen, I know you don't want to and I understand, but please, I have an ex-" He cried softly, tightening his grip on his boney wrist.

"Many things, Malfoy. For one, you don't actually understand, I won't listen, don't fucking call me 'love' now, and I said let go of me," He snarled, the walls quite really shaking at the boy-who-lived anger, Snow turning into a dark, dark shade of black, which you could only explain as darker than the darkest black, and shook slightly at his 'partner's' anger and wild emotions. Using 'un-wanded' magic, he let go of Draco's grip and ran up, beginning to run a bath for him, finding comforting and calming in situations like this. Just this in general, not when your boyfriend tries to drown your pet because he licked your face. Sinking into the steaming hot bath he sighed, still wearing clothes, too sad and mad to care and remember.

Snow awoke, eventually too overwhelmed by the emotions, and sulked around the bathtub rim, squeaking madly as the memories flooded in.

"Shh, it's okay Snow," Harry purred as Snow hissed, backing away from the water. Scooping him up, he gently placed him onto the water, putting a hand below him so he could stand. "Shhh, calm down, It won't ever happen again, please," He cooed, now crying.

Snow hopped off and began to swim around shakily, stopping as he reached Harry's head, licking his cheek sweetly as he paddled to stay afloat.

Draco softly let out a cry as he heard the two giggling like old friends as he backed away from the bathroom door, as creepy as it was.

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"Harry," Draco solicited as he sat next to his boyfriend who angrily pet the now black ferret. "Listen to me."

"Listening, better hurry the fuck up before I change my mind."

"Listen- I'm really, really sorry for- that- and I don't actually know why I did it-"

"Because you're a jealous bastard! That's what you said! He licked me and you got mad, so you fucking tried to kill him!" He roared, shaking the walls, soothing the ferret with massaged to the ears and paws as he murmured apologies to the trembling animal.

"I know, I'm so sorry love, I really don't know what got over me," He cried into his hand. "I'm a monster, people are right Haz, I am a death eater," he sobbed.

Harry's face paled. "N- no, Dray, no you aren't," Well the monster part, yes, but the other part, no. "Don't even say that,"

"I am, Harry I'm a monster," He looked up at him with puffy eyes.

"Can't disagree," He mumbled darkly, but nonetheless glaring as he pulled Draco in, embracing him. 

Draco sobbed into his shoulder. He really was sorry...

"I- It's okay, I forgive you, love," Harry breathed. Good Merlin, it was horrible how fucking quick Harry accepted apologies, especially for almost-murders- of a loved one.

"Y- you do?" He asked, still 'nuzzling' into his shoulder.

"Yeah. You're still a bastard though, and a bitch. And you suck." He prowled.

"I'm sorry again Haz- and I'm sorry Snow," He sniffled.

"At least you're my bitch," Harry hummed, pulling him into a deep kiss.

"Yes, I am, I'm all yours," He strained as Harry pulled away.

"Oh, Snow," He purred as Snow backed away from Draco, obviously remembering what and who happened. "Snow, shhh, love, he won't hurt you," He hummed again, snuggling the small ferret. "I'll make sure of it," He kissed his side, massaging his ears as he set him down. 

Snow hissed at Draco nonetheless and licked Harry's fingers sweetly with dooks.

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A/N: Blooooood.

"I'm sorry Snow," Draco squeaked as he hopped onto Harry's sleeping lap, outstretching his paw to the curled up but awake snow.

"Fuck you," Snow retorted, biting his neck harshly, backing back onto Harry after, snuggling into his neck and licking it. "I only spare you because you're Harry's boyfriend," He hissed.

Draco rubbed his neck where blood dripped, squeaking in pain. Merlin this ferret had attitude and very well knew some harsh language. "Understandable," He dooked in pain. "But please Snow, I'm sorry," He padded closer to Snow.

"Get the fuck away you bitch," He growled, pouncing at him, biting and scratching, and retorting after a good amount of blood was drawn, dooking apologetically and shrining back, whimpering as he realized Draco could easily murder him, but for real. He hid his face into Harry's neck, licking him in comfort as his fur gained black spots, on which Harry obviously felt his anger while sleeping. "Go away, now,"

A/N: I LOVE SNOW SO MUCH HE DO BE A BAD BLEEP OMFG.