Title: Veil of the Moon pt.11/?

Author: Deathangelgw

Disclaimer: You only WISH I had them…then you could borrow them!! *cackles madly* oh well I don’t.

Warnings: slash, lemon, voyeurism, exhibitionism, sap, OOC Draco? Mebbe…

Pairings: Sirius/Snape, and the starting of Harry/Draco

Rating: NC-17

Note: And now…the piece de resistance huhuhu! [/French accent] Thanks to MA for the beta! Enjoy and please review!!

‘thoughts’

The full moon passed two nights later, with the class coming the second night once more. Thursday DADA classes had been taken over by Hagrid and Friday DADA classes were taken over by Professor Snape once more, focusing on the transformations they had seen. Hagrid, luckily, had talked to Evie and Remus before taking over, knowing what to teach for that day and he was lucky that it was Harry’s class. But even Draco was tame somewhat, not being as harassing as usual.

Draco’s thoughts were on other things though as the weekend came up. The Dueling Club was reopening on Sunday, to everyone’s excitement. About three fourths of the school had signed up for it and the other fourth were all of the first years, who weren’t allowed to join. It was the second biggest item of gossip at the school and everyone was excited. Rumors were flying on who was the fourth teacher, but no one knew.

At least, that was what most people thought. Draco had a feeling he knew who the fourth was, but he didn't want to say just yet. Thus, that was why he was wandering down to the dungeons to speak with Professor Snape. He came to the main office of his Head of House and knocked firmly. He waited, and then frowned as nothing happened. Surely his Professor was there? Opening the door carefully, he peeked inside, and then, seeing no one around, went inside to wait for the missing Professor.

Silently, he looked around as he walked along the wall, taking in all of the ingredients and scrolls that littered the shelves. He stopped a couple of times as he saw something that caught his eye, but then moved on until he was at the desk. He stopped completely, surprised, when he saw the big black dog that had been present at the full moon classes and before. The dog lifted his head and gazed at Draco steadily, tail wagging slowly in a reassuring motion. Smiling slightly, Draco bowed his head. "Hallo. How are you today?" he asked politely as he came forward slowly, not wanting to startle the dog.

Tilting his head to the side as if contemplating what Draco had said, the dog sat up and barked, letting his tongue loll out in a big doggy grin. Draco grinned back and sat down next to the desk, near the dog, but far enough away for them to both have space. "I don't suppose you've seen Professor Snape, have you?" Draco asked as he rested his arms on his knees and leaned his head back. A soft whine answered him and he smiled, leaning his head up again. "Miss him, huh? You're a really loyal dog, but then he deserves that. I know he's got it tough, though I keep it quiet now. Father was always bragging how they had an in on Dumbledore. What a laugh,” he said with a snort.

The dog tilted his head, eyes wide in question as he stared at the blond haired boy. Draco smirked and sighed. "Yea, I know about Professor Snape. And I…I admire him for it. He's being a lot braver than anyone else I know. I just wish he was happy. Though he seems to be with Professor Evie and Professor Lupin," he commented softly, smiling. He snickered as the dog growled slightly and whined. "Yes, and you, Padfoot." He grinned as the dog cocked an eyebrow at him. "Yea, I know your name. I heard the Professor talking to you after that first night. It's a nice name…Padfoot. I sometimes think that would be what I'd name my dog if I had ever had one. I just have a stupid owl instead," he muttered with a sigh.

A soft whine came from Padfoot as he shuffled forward and laid his head on Draco's lap, looking up at him sadly. Draco smiled as he ran his fingers through the silky hair, calming them both. "It's funny. Everyone expects me to be so…so mean all the time. It sucks. Merlin does it suck. I hate my father. He put me in this situation. I never wanted to be like that," he said bitterly as he leaned his head back. "So stupid too. I don't have any friends, 'cept maybe for the Professor. You have to always watch your back in the Slytherins. If they ever knew I wished I was anything but a Slytherin, I think I'd better start preparing my funeral. I'm glad that Professor Snape started teaching me Legilimens and Occulmency. I don't think I'd be so safe," he muttered with a sigh.

Padfoot leaned his head up and nuzzled Draco's face gently, licking him softly. Draco laughed as he batted at the wet nose, and then wrapped his arms around the furry body. "Thanks, Padfoot. Too bad you can't talk. I bet you know lots of secrets. I heard that Professor Snape used to be married to a man. I wonder what it's like," he mumbled into Padfoot's fur, not seeing the laughter in the black eyes. "See…I've been having dreams recently and…Merlin are they intense! Just when it is getting good, of course I wake up. But I always have to watch myself, cuz I think I'd get beaten if anyone heard who I was dreaming about," he added, smiling as he leaned back again.

Tilting his head once more in question, Padfoot watched the blond in curiosity. Draco sighed and yawned, stretching. "Yea, it's weird. For a couple years now…I've been having dreams about Potter." He laughed slightly as Padfoot stared at him, eyes wide. "You understand me, don't you? Yea, Saint Potter…one of the nosiest, brown nosing, Gryffindor-like students here and…and here I keep wondering if his eyes are as green as I think they are. Or if he is built underneath his robes or what his package is. Merlin knows I've dreamt about it enough." He half sighed, half sobbed as he closed his eyes. "I don't know what it is about him. I know I pick on him just to get his attention if anything. But he's got that smile that I see, though…though it almost disappeared when that Sirius Black died. I never felt so bad about someone before, that and I never hated my father and family so much," he growled angrily, eyes flashing before filling with tears.

Padfoot growled slightly before whining, placing his paw on Draco's lap comfortingly. Draco smiled as he wiped his eyes and sighed. "I know. Silly of me to cry, right? I mean…you can't bring back the dead. Though…for Harry, I wish I could. You never know what you have until you see it taken from someone else. I think that is what got to me. He…he lost his smile and his joy. His eyes were so…so dead. It was horrible! I was deliberately mean to him just to get him to react, but it was like poking a corpse!" He covered his face, shivering. "And he came back this year and…and I know the Dark Lord had been up to something, though Mother never said. But he looked so haunted. And now, he's got some of the spark back but I'm so afraid of what is coming that…" He sighed and curled up, burying his face in his arms. "I just wish I could really give him something to hold onto. But I can't. I'm Draco Malfoy, bastard and son of the bastard who took away the last of his family."

Eyes filled with amusement at the unnecessary self bashing, Padfoot nudged Draco gently, whining softly. He stopped suddenly and looked over as he heard footsteps. He looked at Draco as the boy looked up, and then stiffened as he heard a knock on the door and Harry's voice float in. "Professor? Are you in?"

"Oh no! He can't find me here like this!" Draco hissed out, wiping his face as he stood up and looked around frantically. He blinked as he felt a tug on his robe and looked down to see Padfoot tugging on him. "What is it, boy? You have a place to hide?" he whispered hopefully, and then smiled as Padfoot whined and trotted over towards a closet on the side. Draco opened it and went inside, careful to keep it open so he wouldn't get locked in, then watched as Padfoot greeted Harry.

"Heya Padfoot. Is your 'owner' in?" Harry asked teasingly, snickering as Padfoot growled and snorted. He looked around, frowning as he chewed on his lip. "Well, maybe I can look around a bit. Course, he won't mind will he if I take some extra ingredients?" he commented as he went along the shelf that was closest to where Draco was hiding.

Draco held his breath as he watched Harry step near his hiding spot, picking up various jars and looking at them. They both froze as they heard the ominous footsteps of a peeved Snape and Harry hissed out, "Padfoot help! I don't want to talk to him if he's in a bad mood!" He looked around frantically, and then saw the opened closet. Moving quickly, he ran over and slid inside, keeping it open so he could see out.

Freezing, Draco stared as Harry was pressed against him slightly; close enough to smell in the tight quarters of the closet. They both looked out as Snape came in, growling. "Why must I deal with idiots in the Ministry?! That blasted Percy is going to get us all killed with his stupidity and pompousness! I swear if he weren't Molly and Arthur's son, I'd take him over my knee!" he snarled out as he tossed down some scrolls on his desk.

Padfoot came over then slowly shifted into his human form. Harry snickered as he saw Sirius smirk at the closet, then froze as he heard a soft gasp of shock. Looking over slowly, Harry's wide eyes met with Draco's equally wide eyes as they stared at each other. "Malfoy?! What are you-"

"Sirius Black?! I thought he was dead!" Draco hissed out at the same time and they stared at each other in shock. They heard a soft chuckle from the room and whipped their heads around to see what was going on.

Sirius had wrapped his arms around his husband's waist and was pressing kisses along Snape's neck as he murmured to him. Snape groaned deeply as he allowed his head to fall back in pleasure. Sirius glanced at the closet again and winked before turning his husband around. "I think you just need a distraction, Sev," he purred out as he leaned Severus against the desk and began undoing the robe closures.

Smirking as he leaned on his hands, Severus cocked an eyebrow. "And I suppose a quick shag on the desk is just what the dog ordered?" he asked in smug amusement, and then gasped as Sirius' rough hands caressed his pale skin.

"Damn straight and the dog knows best," Sirius purred out before leaning in for another heated kiss. He pushed his husband back a bit onto the desk, smirking as his own robes were loosened and pushed out of the way as they pressed together. Groaning in unison as flesh met flesh, they rocked together, kissing and caressing the other as their passion rose swiftly.

Harry flushed as he watched his godfather and Professor go at it on the desk, knowing full well he was sitting right next to Draco. He looked over and saw that Draco was just as flushed and breathless, nibbling on his full lip as he sat stiffly next to Harry. Harry found his eyes locked on those perfect teeth as they nibbled on the soft lip and found himself wondering how it would feel to replace those teeth with his own.

They both looked out as they heard a loud groan and both nearly gasped as they saw Sirius entering Snape in one long thrust. They panted softly as they watched the two make love, clearly enjoying what they were doing. Snape's head fell back as he moaned, gripping Sirius' shoulder as the other man thrust into him steadily, pale legs wrapped around the moving ones. They jumped as Snape cried out when Sirius stroked his leaking member, causing the Professor to arch sharply as he came. Sirius groaned a few seconds after and stilled, thrust deep in his husband as he climaxed as well. They collapsed together and snuggled a bit, talking softly as they smiled at each other in sated bliss while the two students watched unseen from the closet.

Waiting until Sirius had gotten Snape into the back room, Harry then fell from the closet, followed quickly by Draco. They both ran as silently as possible out of the room, and then stopped in the hall. Leaning against the wall, they gasped for air, both shaken and aroused by what they had seen. Looking at each other silently as they caught their breath, the two studied the other in contemplation.

Harry turned to Draco, his eyes urgent. "Please don't tell anyone you saw Sirius. They aren't supposed to know," he whispered softly, pleading.

"I thought he was dead," Draco replied as he stood up, gazing steadily at Harry with his usual sneer in place. He waved his hand and shrugged. "Eh, it's not worth my time. I'll see you later, Potter," he said as he started off for his tower.

Harry watched him go a bit, and then called, "Wait…Malfoy." He stepped towards the Slytherin as he stopped. "Why were you in there?" he asked as they came even again.

"My business, Potter," Draco replied drolly, smirking. He blinked as Harry smirked back and swallowed hard. That was a look that should be outlawed…

Not even realizing it, Draco leaned in and pressed his lips to Harry's. Shocked, Harry stood still as Draco kissed him, then closed his eyes slightly and pressed back. They broke abruptly as they realized what they were doing and stumbled back. "I'll…I'll see you…in-in class, Malfoy," Harry stuttered in embarrassment as he rushed down the opposite way, Draco staring after him in amusement.

Licking his lips slowly, Draco put his hands behind his head as he headed for his tower. Maybe there was hope yet…

TBC

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