Hogwarts Revisited

Hogwarts Revisited

by FSR

Chapter Four

Draco, with shaking hands, added the last ingredient to the potion - a drop of his own blood. It was supposed to create a live connection to his soul mate - blood and soul magic were very close.

The potion cleared and started shimmering. Then, to Draco's immense horror and shock, an image of Harry Potter appeared on the surface.

Draco Malfoy didn't know what to think. He was staring at Harry Potter with unseeing, disbelieving eyes. In fact, he stared so hard that he didn't notice a small, self-satisfied smile on his soul mate's face.

"No. No, no, no, no, no. There must have been a mistake. I made it incorrectly. That must be it!"

Draco's mind was racing. He frantically searched for the book that was right in front of him. After wrecking havoc for about 10 minutes, he found it.

"Results of the potion, results of the potion! Dammit! Oh, here."

Draco was breathing very hard. The book read, "If you know the person whom the potion indicates as your soul mate and you hate him or her or you even think that they are the last person who could possibly be your soul mate, it only confirms the fact that they are your true soul mate."

"Stupid book!"

"If you no longer need this book, Draco, I'll gladly take it." Severus Snape didn't know what could have caused such a reaction from his apprentice but he didn't care much if it was going to get him 'Advanced Identification Potions.'

"Take it! You may burn it for all I care!"

Severus couldn't believe his luck. He hastily snatched the book and disappeared to his rooms.

Draco took a deep breath, turned to the potion, waved his wand and whispered a vanishing spell.

***

Berth Jerkins was very interested in Draco Malfoy. People who knew Jerkins would find nothing at all surprising in it. After all, Draco Malfoy was young, blond and not bad-looking, despite the fact that he was pointy and a bit thin. Hermione Granger would have said that Draco Malfoy had all the needed things to have sex with and thus Jerkins just couldn't help but find Malfoy (or almost any other person between 16 and 60 for that matter) interesting.

All of them would have been only partly right. Berth had another reason to be interested in Draco Malfoy.

Jerkins was sitting in his office at the Ministry, thinking, while his secretary was on her knees, her head between his muscular legs. Draco, Draco, Draco, why Harry keeps forgiving you? Why didn't he kill your parents? Why did he put them into one cell? Oh... I've so many times seen the way Harry kills. Easily, his face blank or in slight distaste. I am sure he thought that your parents deserved to die. I want to know- Ouch! That woman is surely not fit to be my secretary. Are there some courses where they teach how to do it properly? I understand that she'll never match my talent but she needs to become adequate at least!

***

Draco was about to enter his room when suddenly he was pressed against the wall by very large man.

"Hello, Malfoy."

"Jerkins, what the hell do you want?"

"You, apparently."

Draco wasn't in shock for a very long time. He pressed his wand to Jerkins' taut stomach.

"Ooooh, we are a bit kinky."

"Bugger off or I'll hex you!"

"How many spells you can cast nonverbally?"

And with those words Jerkins pressed his mouth to Draco's.

Draco was having second grand shock in less than two days. The third one came half a minute later when his body reacted without his permission.

"I see I am quite welcome," said Jerkins; his hand moved to touch Draco in most interesting places.

Draco gasped. That man is absolutely immoral. Do I like it? Ugh!

Jerkins didn't waste his time. He waved his wand in general direction of Draco's door, it opened; then he levitated extremely scandalised Draco to the bed, vanishing his clothes in the process.

"Have you ever heard of a foreplay?"

"Are you a virgin?"

Draco mumbled something and got beet-red.

Jerkins sighed, vanished his clothes and joined Draco on the bed.

"Only this one time. Don't expect me to be a sappy git again."

Draco Malfoy wasn't completely innocent; he had a few partners but he didn't get very far with any of them, and those were clumsy attempts at best, complete disasters at worst. Jerkins, on the other hand, was an artist. He did things Draco was sure were impossible. It was a night full of passion and maybe even love in strictly physical sense.

Draco was very surprised when Jerkins came tomorrow, and then the day after tomorrow, though it was, as Jerkins promised, only for sex.

Draco would have liked their sex to be a slow lovemaking as it was the first time but he had no control over it; Jerkins preferred their sex to be rough, hard and fast; and he made it so.

Still, Draco was glad - what they had was much better than nothing or what he had with others; in fact, Draco was satisfied. At the very least, sexually. And he provides the needed distraction.

***

Harry was once again sitting alone in the dark; Godric, who'd grown quite a bit, had his head on his master's lap.

"So, Draco, you are in denial. I am not surprised. But for how long?" Harry spoke to the dark, his hands buried in lions fur.

He made a long pause.

"Jerkins, you git, I have an idea why you started this thing with my soul mate right under Hermione's nose whom you claim to love. And I do not like that idea. That's none of your business. Are you going to bother yourself with Malfoy until you find out? I think it's time to interfere."

***

"Sir, you requested my presence?"

"Yes, Jerkins. I am not satisfied with the progress of operation in India."

"I thought they were doing well; in fact, much better than I expected - almost all of the escaped werewolves were caught."

"They were lucky. I doubt they'll get me Greyback. I want you to ensure his capture."

"Yes, sir."

***

Draco was lying alone in the dark. He missed Jerkins' warm body despite that Berth wasn't much of a cuddler. I hate you Potter. I hate you so much!

***

Draco was getting dressed for breakfast when Jerkins opened the door (he never knocked) and came in.

"Did you get Greyback?"

"No. I am afraid to face Harry, though I am sure he didn't really expect me to catch that beast."

"Why?"

"Firstly, because there was no evidence that Greyback was really in India. Secondly, I think that Harry wants to catch it himself and, thirdly, I have a feeling that Chief Warlock simply wanted to separate us."

He intended to say the last one only partly as a joke. And Draco at first smiled but his face fell the next moment. Potter sent Jerkins away so he couldn't be a distraction. The book! It was rare - I couldn't possibly find it by chance. And the ingredients. And money!

"That bastard!"

Jerkins saw the realisation of something striking Draco. Come on, Draco, make an eye-contact for a moment!

Instead, Draco took out his wand and headed determinedly to the door.

Jerkins raised an eyebrow at that. Why won't you take a sword? It would have been much more impressive. Anyway, thing are getting VERY interesting!

And he ran after Draco.

Author's Notes

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