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Trials of Bonds - Chapter 2

Fri, 10 Aug 2007 20:30:21 GMT

Title: Trials of Bonds
Author: Serpent in the Shadows
Rating: M/R
Pairing: Harry/Kakashi
Warnings: Slash, cross pairing, immortal creature Harry, AD/AU for both Naruto and Harry Potter
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or Harry Potter, just the plot...oh, and the Spirit Wolves.
Summary: "You two need to learn not to live in the past. Let it help shape you, let
it teach you, but not define you."
Beta: Pysche

Harry was sure that had Sasuke been able to, he would have tried to kick his ass. But since the boy could do nothing but lay there, he chose the option of glowering instead. Harry’s smirk just widened into a cheeky grin.

“What..” Sasuke stopped, seemingly swallowed, probably to force back some blood before he opened his mouth and began again. “What are you?”

“Ooh, very good. Could it be that you are the genius that everyone claims you to be?”

The Uchiha’s glare increased ten fold.

Chuckling, Harry just waved him off. “We can get to that later, after I’ve gotten you away from here.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you,” the boy scowled even as he tried to get up off the rain soaked ground. “I need to gain the power that was offered to me so I can kill him!” he growled furiously, but Harry just stared at him dispassionately.

Slowly, the immortal stood up and if Harry wasn’t what he was then he probably wouldn’t have noticed the barely audible gasp coming from the boy. Mentally he grinned, knowing that the way his eyes looked right now had startled his future charge. After all, it’s not everyday you come across someone with solid black eyes - no pupils, no whites - even in the ninja world. But at the moment he didn’t care for his whole self was concentrating on the figure standing beside the boy.

Her jet black hair and dark eyes had lost their shine but Harry could easily tell it had once been there and that the woman was beautiful. He watched with a frown as the woman shook her head - fast and shaky-like - as she gazed pleadingly between himself and the hurt boy.

“Oh? Apparently, the dead say otherwise.” Blinking, Harry let his eyes shift back to the haunting green he had been granted with since birth and nodded at the now frighteningly pale child.

“What?”

“Later, I’ll answer your questions. But at the moment we need to leave and tend to those wounds of your’s.”

That seemed to bring some color and purpose back into Sasuke for he snarled out, “I didn’t come all this way to get taken back now! I defeated Naruto and I can defeat you if I have to.” Again, he continued to try to stand.

Harry snorted, amused. “I’d like to see you try or anyone else for that matter...eh, Kabuto?”

The young boy’s head whipped around, a look of surprise on his face before it was quickly covered up just as the silver-haired Sound ninja stepped out from the brush.

“It seems,” the interloper pushed his glasses further up his nose, making Harry once again thankful that his merging had fixed his eyesight. That was one thing he didn’t miss. “That you have me at a disadvantage.”

Shrugging his shoulders, not caring, he activated his ‘sight’ once again. “I have many names, but you can call me Kouken, Yakushi Kabuto, traitor of the Leaf, right hand man of the traitor sannin Orochimaru of the Leaf, spy and adapt in medic ninjutsu.”

“Your information is surprisingly accurate.”

“Yes,” Harry nodded, ignoring the child’s narrowed gaze that seemed to be locked on him. “Like you, I like to know everything I can on my enemies.”

Kabuto chuckled, smiling condescendingly. “Are we enemies, Kouken-san? We’ve never met before.”

“Maybe, maybe not.” He shrugged his shoulders, “But, I tend to keep up with psychotic men who have an unhealthy and unnatural love of snakes and immortality.”

“Besides,” Harry snarled, black eyes narrowing. “Anyone who thinks they can steal the body of my charge has me as an enemy. So tell your boss that from now on Sasuke is no longer an option for him.”

Kabuto’s body tensed, “Orochimaru-sama is-“

“Orochimaru-sama,” he mocked as he began to call upon one of the few powers he had now, “Can kiss my ass. I’ve already killed one snake-loving, immortal-seeking freak, and I won’t hesitate to do it again if he should so much as touch one hair on Sasuke’s head.”

In the blink of an eye, before anyone else really knew what was happening, Harry shifted, his black wolf form turned towards his charge even as the thick shadows sprung to life from the brush around them, wrapping around the Sound ninja like a dark, solid vine, keeping the man immobile, unable to attack.

Harry could smell the fear rolling off of Sasuke even though the boy tried to hold his face and body in an uncaring way even as he closed in on the younger one, jaws open and black fangs shining oddly in the small light that escaped the dark clouds and trees. If he could, Harry would have rolled his eyes but instead settled on just crouching down and crawling forward til his muzzle was pushing against Sasuke’s tense body.

“What are you doing?” Sasuke hissed as he tried unsuccessfully to push the large furry body off of him.

Harry’s huff of annoyance came out more like a hard pant. If he didn’t know that the boy’s weapons pouch was empty, he might have been slightly worried, but at the moment he was more frustrated than anything. He was in a hurry for he knew he would not be able to hold the shadows for much longer and his soon to be charge was being a pain and not co-operating like a good little cub should.

Fed up, Harry pushed hard under the other’s body, causing Sasuke’s hands to tighten uncontrollably in his thick fur. Using this to his advantage, he pushed a bit harder, ignoring the grunt of pain that sounded in his ears and lifted, making sure to twist his body in a way that made the cub’s form mold better to his back before taking off through the woods.

Luckily, Sasuke seemed to realize that it was better to hold on then be dragged around, that or he figured that Harry wouldn’t give up if he tried to get away. Either way, Harry relaxed his body a little when he felt the cub shift his own human body better to lay against his own and tighten his hold on the wolf’s fur. Unable to communicate mind to mind - for the bonding hadn’t been completed yet - Harry let his happiness come out in a high pitched yip and bounded away faster, but still mindful of the precious burden that clung to him.

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Kouken - Guardian

AN: Yes, Harry is OOC, there are reasons for this though which will be explained later. Also, someone suggested other pairings, namely one with Iruka. The answer to that is no, there really won’t be any other pairings and as for Iruka, well, he really won’t be in this story since it revolves around mainly Kakashi, Sasuke and Harry. While Team 7 will be in it, they are not the focal point.

Next chapter will bring Kakashi into the mix.

Trials of Bonds - Chapter 1

Mon, 23 Jul 2007 03:49:01 GMT

Title: Trials of Bonds
Author: Serpent in the Shadows
Rating: M/R
Pairing: Harry/Kakashi
Warnings: Slash, cross pairing, immortal creature Harry, AD/AU for both Naruto and Harry Potter
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto or Harry Potter, just the plot...oh, and the Spirit Wolves.
Summary: "You two need to learn not to live in the past. Let it help shape you, let it teach you, but not define you."
Beta: Pysche

AN: Ok, just to settle a few things before this story really gets started. I will not write any pairings for the Rookie Nine. I’m against romances for kids no older than twelve or thirteen years old, so don’t look for them. There will only be one pairing for this story and that’s it. There won’t be any real spoilers for Naruto beyond the Valley of the End or Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Harry will be the only one from the Wizarding world in Naruto’s world so don’t look for others to show up either. Yes, this is slash! So if you are against that, don’t read. I will not post any hard lemons here...when I get to that point, I will post the lemon on my LJ only, and warn you ahead of time. I think that is it but if you have any questions, feel free to PM me or leave it in a review. I’ll answer it if and only if it doesn’t give away the plot. Enjoy!

He watched and he waited.

Sitting among the trees, hidden from view, he had to keep reminding himself that it wasn’t his place to interfere with the vicious fight going on down below - a fight that turned deadly when the Kyuubi’s chakra came out to play.

This was not something he could stop, no matter how much he would like too. His future charge had to fight his own battles and if he survived this then, and only then, would he approach the boy.

His body tensed and his green eyes narrowed when the foul, snake induced chakra made itself known. But that was the only movement he made even though his heart began to beat rapidly with every onslaught of emotion he felt coming from his charge, hitting him like a sledgehammer.

Pain, pride, hurt, longing, vengeance, darkness, bitterness...

He felt for the boy, having gone through some of the same things but even he couldn’t fix everything. No, his only job was to insure that once their spirits had bonded that the other stayed alive in order to fix his own self.

Only then would the boy truly live.

Something he knew all too well.

His own life never truly began either until the day his body died - at least that’s what he thinks happened. The Spirit inside him had no true answers to give him and since he couldn’t return back to his own dimension to check, it would remain a mystery - but one he never really dwelled on. Besides, he had served his purpose, Voldimort was dead by his own hands...or teeth rather, so he could really care less.

Besides, despite the violent nature of the Elemental Countries, Harry lead a rather peaceful life and he was surprisingly happy here.

He never fought unless he had no choice. He stayed out of the human ninja’s affairs and he even had met his mate.

All in all, everything was good. Of course, the future...well, no one ever really knew about that, did they? Not even immortal Spirit Wolves couldn’t predict what would happen.

A surge of two powerful chakras building up snapped him out of his internal monolog and he set his sights on the two deadly jutsus that raged towards each other. He knew then, that this would decide the fate of his charge.

‘Valley of the End, fitting name really,’ Harry mused to himself as he watched the two collide. But endings could be a good thing too, it just depended on one’s point of view.

With a sigh, he watched the orange clad body fall to the ground below and even as his own body shifted and took on his now natural form, Harry never took his eyes off of the two.

The rain suddenly began to fall, washing some of the evidence of the battle away. It soaked his own fur, but he never felt it or the coldness as he stood still on the tree branch he had been occupying for awhile now, before he jumped, landing on the ground silently on all four of his paws.

Calmly, he looked through the brush line as the dark haired boy stumbled off, away from the one he had almost killed. Just as he was about to make his move, a human and summon scent assaulted his senses, making him pause.

Sure that he would remain undetected by the silver haired ninja, he looked on as the Son of the White Fang and the small dog kneeled down beside the jailer of the Kyuubi. He shook his head, ears flat against his head as he made his way around the three, keeping out of the range of the journin and his faithful summon.

‘Too late for regrets Kakashi,’ the pitch black wolf thought as he quietly made his way down the path. ‘But not too late to do what you should have done twelve years ago.’

Breaking into a lope, he padded his way down the barely used wood covered trail til he caught sight of the one he had been looking for. Shifting back into his human form, his black calf length trench coat now shielding him form the pouring rain that continued to fall, he knelt down beside the crumpled, barely conscious figure.

Battered, bruised, and exhausted, Harry was internally pleased that the boy could still crack at least one dark eye open to glare at him in suspicion and wariness. With a smirk, the immortal gazed down at his soon to be charge.

“Uchiha Sasuke, you are going to be a pain in my ass.”

NOOOOO!!

Wed, 13 Jun 2007 16:17:49 GMT

Today is the day the world has ended!! Dale Earnhardt Jr. has just announced he is going to drive for Hendrick motorsports of all people! NOOOO!! I refused to believe that Jr. is going to be teammates with that whiney ass Jeff Gordon or the cheater Jimmy Johnson! (nothing against Casey Mears - he isn't all that great anyways)

Guess I'll be spending all weekend getting rid of my #8 stickers on my truck... can't have it tainted anymore now can we? (Wonders if I should have it repainted too...it's red at the moment)

Child of the Shadows - Chapter 2

Fri, 27 Apr 2007 20:16:40 GMT

Title: Child of the Shadows
Author: Serpent in the Shadows
Rating: M/R
Pairing: HP/OMC (Implied)
Warnings: Slash, Elf!Harry, Dark!(not evil)Harry
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter but I do own the OCs that you will find in this story
Summary: Sirius makes a decision that changes Harry’s life forever. Will he be able to cope or will it destroy him?
Beta: Pysche

Blood Line Ritual

Using Magic from both the last remaining Elves and Vampires, a unique ‘adoption’ ritual was created. Blood Magic from the vampires gave a similar effect of ‘turning’ and allowed the ‘parent’ of the child in question to donate his genetic codes and completely make the human child their ‘blood child’. Black magic from the Dark Elves sealed the ‘adoption’ allowing it to be uncontested, wiping out anything related to the birth parents.

The child ceased to exist to the outside world.

After one hundred years of rituals, the last of the pure Dark Elves and Vampires felt they reached an acceptable level to keep the Hybrids - or Siayons as they were now known by - flourishing and began to set up laws concerning the Blood Line Ritual and any one that went against the Council of the Firsts were punished accordingly.

The first law set simply stated that only the Elder of each Line could give permission to those under him for an adoption.

The second stated that only two children per ‘family unit’ were allowed to be adopted.

Third, only allowed orphaned magical or non-magical to be ritualized.

The fourth and final law stated that no human was allowed to enter the Realm of the Siayons before the ritual took place.

oOOoOOo

Sirius Naos - formally known as Black - sighed deeply as he continued to sit for the fourth night in a row beside the occupied bed in the large house that his adopted father owned, trying to put his disorganized thoughts and emotions in order. While he was overjoyed with the thoughts of his godson being away from those muggles and under his care as it should have always been, he couldn’t help but feel he might have made a terrible mistake.

He himself had always been raised with values of a pureblood dark family, even if he did rebel against it when he started Hogwarts, but he was close to it, understood it to a certain degree and couldn’t totally get away from it even if that’s what he thought he wanted in the first place. It was inbred into him, down to his soul, even if he preferred the Light in school.

Deep down he could probably say - to himself, at night, under the cover of darkness - that if the stupid Dark Lords would quit popping up and corrupting the ‘old’ ways, that Dark values wouldn’t have been all that bad. They were Old Ways of Life, traditions that spanned back before the time of the Founders, but...

Harry, his beloved godson, was born into a respected Light family, had parents that were hunted and killed by the Dark, was given to muggles of all people to be raised for the majority of his short life, then thrown into school as the Savior of the Light - praised for defeating something he was really too young to know about - and then continued to serve and live in the Light.

And in the matter of an hour, Harry James Potter became Harry Naos, his son, a Shadow Elf, a creature that would never be able to perform another Light spell again.

oOOoOOo

Power of the Shadows

When the first Hybrid child - a girl the age of three - made a semi-corporeal ball of darkness by innocently ‘pulling’ a shadow at the base of large oak tree, her parents couldn’t help but be fascinated. When the ball began to bounce and follow her like a puppy, her astounded parents knew that something monumental had just happened. But when others ecstatically began to report similar things happening around their own Hybrids, the Dark Elves and Vampires knew this was just another thing and mystery that would be bound to the half breeds they had created.

And over time, the wonders of their children began to show just how special they were.

But it did not come without a price, for the Shadows took just as much as they gave.

Any magical child that took the ritual suddenly found themselves unable to perform the simplest spells - anything the Wizarding world deemed a ‘light’ spell - was taken away from them, only allowing them to perform anything that was Black or Blood magic based. It mangled their cores so much that it even mutated their animagus forms - making someone that would have turned into a animal look like a demon instead.

For most though, this wasn’t really a problem, for the True Power of the Shadows made up for the loss of Light Magic. Even the weakest of the Shadow Elves could take small shadows and mold them into creatures that were only hindered by their imagination. From shadowy mice to dragons, the new creations were delightful, entertaining and even helpful.

And the more powerful the Siayon, the more intelligence the shadow creatures had.

oOOoOOo

“You shouldn’t worry so much. He should be awake in a few more days.”

Sirius sighed, closing his eyes as he rested his head in his hand. “I’m not worried about that. I knew that with his body so damaged that it would take time - more so than normal - for it to change. No, his body will be fine, it’s his mind I’m worried about.”

Acharon moved away from the door and stepped up behind his son who was still sitting in the same chair he had been in since they had brought the boy back. “Why? He never went without oxygen and there wasn’t any major head wounds...”

“I know!” Sirius snapped, his head whipping around to stare up at the man and growled when all he received was a blank gaze in return. “But you aren’t the one that did this to him. I did! I turned my own godson into one of the darkest creatures ever known.”

The Elder’s stoic mask never left his face even as he watched the man before him become more and more angered. “But you knew this before hand. I don’t see why it’s such a concern.”

“Because, father, he didn’t get a chance to decide.”

“...decide?”

“Yes,” Sirius sighed, his shoulders slumping and he leaned back against the chair. One of his hands reached out to gently take the younger boy’s hand into his own, his fingers sliding over the smooth skin of new Shadow Elf’s palm. “My plans were to stop just outside the village. Talk to him and explain everything about us and see what he wanted to do. The spell was only supposed to tell me when he either came of age or his guardians died.”

Acharon’s dark purple eyes looked between his son and his grandson. “You had no choice, he would have died if you had left it any longer. No human would have survived those wounds. Besides, there is nothing wrong with being a Siayon.”

“Not to us - not to you who was one of the last naturally born or to me who didn’t have another way or another life. But to him...it might be more of curse than a blessing.”

“Well then, when that time comes, we will just have to make him see that he was given a generous gift.”

“Easy for you to say,” Sirius mumbled as the Elder walked out of the room.

oOOoOOo

Magical Children versus Non-Magical Children

When the first children that had taken the Blood Line Ritual began to grow and mature the last of the Hybrids and the Council of the Firsts began to notice right away that there were vast differences when it came to using children with inborn magic rather than those that didn’t.

Wizarding children seemed to have a greater control over the Shadows that were their birthright. They were the ones that could make larger, more intelligent creatures but seemed to lack in the areas of weapons fighting. Slightly smaller in both weight and height, they lacked the necessary strength to wield some of the more popular weapons such as axes and even some of the heavier swords. Most of these Siayons chose archery or dirks.

A child born with no magic could control Shadows but their creatures were more like mindless slaves - taking on short ‘programming’ that only lasted a couple of hours. Excellent in battles but useless for anything else. But these children excelled in all forms of fighting and were known to make the best warriors and they often had the highest ranks even if they had they lowest control.

Both could do Blood Magic but only the magical ones could perform Black Magic.

And for this reason, non-magical children were the most sought after for they were a race of warriors even if peace had been granted them thus far.

oOOoOOo

Two days later, Sirius still found himself sitting by the bed waiting for his godson-slash-son to wake up. Only this time, he was able to admire the completed changes that had taken place.

There wasn’t much difference in the boy’s height, but he could tell that the distance between his feet and the end of the bed had dwindled a bit. If Sirius had to guess he figured his godson would stand at about five feet nine which was a respectable height amongst the Siayon since the tallest was only about five feet eleven. After all, they were warriors, elite fighters, and they didn’t have a need or want to be tall and willowy like their Light cousins.

His skin tone had taken on a rich copper color that suited him well. His hair though, hadn’t changed much as it was already dark to begin with and the ritual never affected the length but it did seem to be a bit heavier, thicker perhaps, for it wasn’t as wild as before. Ears were tapered and Sirius had already noticed his fangs had grown in when he had to open the boy’s mouth to pour some water and healing potions down his throat. While they weren’t quite as long as a vampire’s during feeding, they were still impressive nevertheless.

The biggest mystery though was what his eyes were going to look like. They were always the last thing to convert - his own changing from silver to the dark midnight blue they were now. But the thought of the new Elf’s eyes looking anything but the emerald green he had always known disheartened him greatly because to look at them was a constant reminder of Lily - her fire, spirit, soul and looks were all packaged in those colorful eyes of her son.

The sound of sheets rustling tore him away from his musings and his eyes brightened to see Harry’s arms moving, trying to pull away from the covers that were lying on top of him. There was a low moan and then a yawn before still sleepy eyes began to blink open.

“Hey there Pup,” Sirius said softly, not wanting to spook Harry as he leaned forward on his seat. “About time you woke up.”

Harry blinked his eyes once again before they turned away from his unfocused gaze at the ceiling and turned towards him. Sirius smiled brightly, even if he was a little confused and stunned, when bright green eyes looked back at him. The two stared at each other for a few seconds before Harry closed his eyes and began to laugh - one devoid of any humor and slightly hysterical. “Harry?”

The boy suddenly began to cough and forced himself into a sitting position to better help his lungs while Sirius handed him a glass of juice that he had brought in earlier. As the new Shadow Elf sipped the drink, those unchanged eyes looked at him again.

“Five years of evading Dark wizards twice as old as me and I get taken out by a muggle truck of all things. And now, to top it all off, I’m stuck in the afterlife with my dead godfather’s weird ass look-a-like. Wrong eyes by the way...shade’s a bit off.”

Quirking an eyebrow at him, Sirius leaned in a bit more. “Harry, it is me and you’re not dead. I’m not dead.”

“No you can’t be! I saw you fall though the veil,” a choked sob cut his words off but he quickly regained himself with a shake of his head. “I saw your face when you...” Tears streamed down his face and Sirius closed his eyes briefly before getting up and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling Harry into his arms.

“I’m not dead, never was. Turns out the veil is more of a gateway...a portal to another realm. And because of that, I’ve been here all this time.”

“Then why didn’t you contact me if that is true? Why did you leave me to think...”

“That I was dead as you put it?” Sirius leaned back giving Harry some space as they talked. “Well, I was forbidden to really. There is a law here that prevents outside contact with loved ones since no human can enter this place.”

Furrowing his eyebrows, Harry gave his godfather a questioning glance as he dried his tears. “Human?” he asked even as he ran his eyes over the tapered ears that were peaking out from behind Sirius’ black hair. “Is that why I feel like I should be suddenly quoting Little Red Riding Hood?”

“Little Red...Riding...Hood?”

Cracking a grin, Harry just waved him off with a quick explanation of ‘muggle thing’ before he asked again, “Human?”

“Well, you see,” Sirius began to looked nervous, his dark eyes looking anywhere other than Harry’s. “That’s the thing, in order to be here, you have to be...umm...changed into a Siayon or Shadow Elf as wizards call them.”

“But I’m here...” he began before his eyes grew wide, “But then that would mean...”

“Yes,” was the only answer he could give.

Change of plans

Tue, 10 Apr 2007 12:48:12 GMT

Ok, so I thought that the sequel and crossover would have the pairing of Itachi/Harry BUT...the more I got to thinking and planning the more I realized that I didn't have anything to work with. And since I'm a total plot person, that's a huge must with me. I'm not one just to start typing and figure it out as I go along. I need a plan. So, I took the other plot that I've had swimming around in my head and have decided I can make this one work and keep it original. So for anyone who is interested here is the 'summary' for the sequel to Child of the Shadows.

Five years have passed and with no sign of Harry Potter, the wizarding world has taken drastic measures and signed an alliance with the Hidden Villiages. Upon doing so, the leaders have decided to host a championship tournament to seek the best of the best between both lands.

The main pairing I have decided will be Harry/Sasuke with a side of Neji/Naruto (as I adore this pairing too). I'm also thinking of throwing Kakashi in there too since I love the guy and I think he would make for great humor.

Child of the Shadows - Chapter 1

Mon, 02 Apr 2007 13:41:46 GMT

Title: Child of the Shadows
Author: Serpent in the Shadows
Rating: M/R
Pairing: HP/OMC (Implied)
Warnings: Slash, Elf!Harry, Dark!(not evil)Harry
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter but I do own the OCs that you will find in this story
Summary: Sirius makes a decision that changes Harry’s life forever. Will he be able to cope or will it destroy him?
Beta: Pysche

AN: This story will be a written in ‘snapshots’ - just showing the vital parts of the plot, characters and such. Since it will take place of the period of 5 years, it would have turned out way too lengthy and some of it totally pointless. Plus, this isn’t the main story...rather a ‘prequel’ to my main story which will be a Crossover and much more detailed with an already planned slash pairing for Harry.

The Birth of Dark Elves

The first race of elves were known as the High Elves for they were great beings of Light. They were the supreme rank and every elf began with this title. Their looks were ranged from pale as new fallen snow to rich gold and shined as brightly as the morning sun. They lived in peace but set themselves above all others. But when war threatened their lands, they became divided for some wished to use blood and dark magic to defeat their enemies and save their people. They thought it was the only way.

The Council, comprised of the heads of the Seven Ruling Clans, voted against such and strictly forbid any and all uses of anything but Light, Earthly magic. But the seeds had been sown and several families went against the Laws and began practicing Black and Blood magic, teaching their children as they went.

The War raged on, creature against creature, Light against Dark, each fighting for their land rights and their way of life. The war was eventually won but at a high cost.

Children died, families torn, lands were lost and gained, but the ‘taint’ had taken hold and the High Elves fell.

As the next generations were born, the clans that had practiced Black and Blood Magic began to notice that they no longer looked like their grandparents. Their hair turned darker...first brown then on to black. Their eyes were once shades of silver and blue, but now ranged from black to red and in some cases a rich purple. Where they were once tall and willowy, they were now shorter and more compact, with skin colors in various shades of copper, brown and even black.

Too different from their brothers, they couldn’t hide what they had done or were any longer and the Council, afraid, banished the new Dark Elves from their Realm unable to bare their presence any longer.

And thus, the Dark Elves began their lives anew and the High Elves became Elves of the Light.

oOOoOOo

“Yes, Uncle Vernon.”

“And another thing...”

Harry mentally sighed and continued to gaze unseeingly out of the window, not noticing the other cars or buildings they flew by as he tuned out the normal welcoming home rules and verbal bashing that came out of his uncle’s mouth. Of course this time it was a lot worse - Vernon’s face hadn’t dropped that familiar shade of purple since he had been confronted by Moody, Lupin, Tonks and Mr. Weasley back at the train.

So as the speech went on and on, Harry let his thoughts drift back to everything that had happened and gritted his teeth against the constricting feeling that began to blossom in his chest. With the death of his godfather and the knowledge of prophesy him and his friends had fought so hard to keep out of the Death Eaters hands, he felt as if his world was crumbling around him.

He had always known that he was different...destined to be at the forefront of this war but had never realized exactly what that meant until now. He had to kill, not just survive til the end but actually kill another person, even if Voldemort didn’t exactly look like a person or even human anymore.

He really wasn’t ready for this.

He was only fifteen, still in school, failed in protecting his mind and failed in protecting those around him that he loved. And right now he wasn’t sure if he could do what needed to be done.

“Boy! Are you listening to me?”

Harry’s head snapped around and meet his uncle’s beady, enraged eyes in the rearview mirror and gave the man another ‘yes, Uncle Vernon’ before a solid fist slammed into his shoulder courtesy of his cousin who was sitting beside him. Of course Dudley was the picture of perfect innocence when both his uncle and his aunt turned around to look at him when he let out a sharp hiss against the pain.

But with all eyes on him, no one noticed the red light Vernon had failed to stop at or the truck that was in their path.

oOOoOOo

Birth of the Siayons (Shadow Elves)

Over the course of the next year, the Dark Elves traveled away from the land they once knew and set out to find a new territory. Along the way, the group of exiles divided into two, unable to come to an agreement over where to settle. The majority headed towards the mountains, the rest headed deeper into the woods, preferring the dark, thick outcrop of trees.

This smaller group eventually found their home deep into the woods and began their lives, content for the first time. Hunting was exceptional, and the group began to thrive, their children grew strong and proud and they were at peace.

But unknown to them, they attracted attention to another species, who watched and learned, curious as to who these new dark creatures were. And after ten years of gathering information, they approached the Dark Elves with a proposition - protect the neighboring Vampire clan during the day, when they were asleep and at their weakest, and in turn, they would share their knowledge of Blood Magic and give the same protection to the Elves during the night when the Vampires were at their best.

They agreed.

A century passed and the Blood Shadow Clan (Vampires) and the Dark Elves lived together and their vast knowledge grew along with their people. They were at peace and before long, the first hybrids were born.

These half vampire, half dark elf children were the first of their kind and much loved by both species. The hybrids gained both traits from both parents - all their strengths and none of their weaknesses. They could walk in the day, had fangs but never needed blood to live, and the ears of their elvish blood. They retained speed and agility, their prowesses for hunting and swordplay. But the most intriguing thing was their affinity for the Shadows.

Whereas the Vampires could ‘shadow walk’, these hybrids could call, talk, mold and give life and form to something from nothing more than a dark patch cast off by an object blocking the sun. No one understood it, no one expected it, but both species were proud and in awe of their children and they were protected above all else.

So when war was brought to them again, the hybrid children were hidden safely away while the Dark Elves and Vampires stood side by side to protect their home from the invaders, only to win with much loss.

Ten Dark Elves, five Vampires and forty-six hybrid children - ranging from one month to fifteen years - were all that was left.

With their depleted numbers, the Vampires and Elves had to take multiple partners, mostly the hybrid children once they were of age, in order to repopulated. But in doing this, the first real flaw of the hybrids came to light - they were sterile.

Unwilling to ask for outside help, but desperate for the continuation of their people, the last remaining Dark Elves and Blood Shadow Clan devised a ritual born of both Blood and Black Magic that could make any human the blood offspring of one of the hybrids. Ten human children - magical and non-magical - were stolen and the ritual was preformed by the oldest of the hybrids, giving them the children they so desired along with the great influence over the Shadows but unfortunately they were also sterile.

So the ‘adoption’ ritual became a factor of their lives, rules were laid down, and the line continued until present day.

They called themselves Siayons - Children of the Shadows and the few lucky humans to see them gave them the name Shadow Elves.

oOOoOOo

Dark blue eyes scanned the edge of the forest, watching silently for anything that shouldn’t be there. His body was naturally still, but relaxed as he sat on the back of the dark horse that didn’t blink or breathe. The waiting was hard though, but it was all he could do at the moment while he waited for the right time to move.

This would be it, the one thing he had been waiting on since he began his new life with the Siayons. The magic he had placed on the boy some time ago was warning him that the time was near, that he would be able to take him from his home and preform the ritual that would make him not only a Siayon but also his own blood child. His to care for and protect, his to finally give a home too.

“Are you ready?”

The whispered words startled him but he made no outward motion to show it. Looking back over his shoulder, he nodded his head to his own ‘father’. “Yes, have been since I landed here.”

The older Shadow Elf chuckled and shifted his weight on his own horse before he dismounted, watching as his son and heir did the same. “Hard to believe that was five years ago.”

“Hard to believe that its only been a few months back in my old world.”

Elder Naos nodded his head, “I’m looking forward to meeting my new grandson. It will be nice to...” His words trailed off as his son gasped, his dark eyes shutting briefly as if in pain.

“It’s time.”

No more words were said as the two pulled the hoods of their cloaks up and vanished in a swirl of shadows.

oOOoOOo

The Naos Family Linage

From as far back as the time of the High Elves, the Naos family have always been master ship builders. Their boats were highly praised and sought after. The tradition continued even after they were exiled for preforming Black and Blood Magic and were happy to settle with the elves that insisted on living in the forest instead of the mountains. They built their homes at the edge of the land just meters from the river’s edge.

With new and vast amounts of wood at their disposal, the ships grew in strength and availability, allowing for the Dark Elves to be able to move around more and keep an eye on things.

As the family grew and became wealthy, several of the members also joined with a few of the Blood Shadow Clan and the first and last naturally born hybrid born was a great joy to all.

Acharon Naos was barely three years old when he was whisked away, hidden while his family fought and lost their lives in the last war to hit their land. Upon returning to his home, an elf took him in, raised him and allowed him to learn from the vast books that had been in his family’s possession the art of ship building and became a Master Shipwright before the age of twenty-four.

As time went on, and the last remaining Dark Elves and Blood Shadow Clan died leaving behind the newly named Siayons, Acharon continued his work, never once taking an apprentice and flat out refusing to take in a human child and preform the Ritual. After all, he was immortal, and honestly didn’t feel like having to take away time from his craft.

But hundreds of years later that all changed when a human named Sirius Black appeared out of nowhere.

oOOoOOo

Albus Dumbledore sighed and closed his eyes briefly, the bright muggle emergency lights continued to flash even behind his lids. With a weary shake of his head, he turned away from the scene and sought out one of the aurors that he had sent over to investigate what was going on. At this point, all he knew was that the Durselys’, and presumably Harry, had been in a car wreck.

Making his way behind the muggle police line, he found both Moody and Shackelbolt conversing near a small shop at the corner of the street. Hidden behind Notice-Me-Not charms, the three of them went unnoticed easily as Moody began to speak.

“All three of the muggles are dead. Ran into that large truck over there by what I can make of it. Died instantly.”

“And Harry?” he asked.

Kingsley frowned, his eyes darting away from the Headmaster and leader of the Order of the Phoenix, to keep an eye out on any trouble. “Not here but I can tell you this. Muggle witnesses swear they saw two people in ‘capes’ appear in ‘black mist’ grab a body and then disappear the same way. A team is on their way to Obliviate them as we speak.”

“Death Eaters?”
Moody shook his head, his magical eye roaming over everything, “Who knows, but there wasn’t any mention of white masks.”

“So, the best possible outcome is that he is missing.”

“The question is,” Albus said as he turned and surveyed the scene once again, “is it his life or his body that we need to find?”

As promised (for DW) here is the link to my new account on FF.net for this story and all my non-YGO stories: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1208924/

Quiz

Mon, 26 Mar 2007 02:37:46 GMT

I always knew I was screwed up in the head...guess this just proves it huh?

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid Disorder:	Moderate
Schizoid Disorder:	Very High
Schizotypal Disorder:	Very High
Antisocial Disorder:	Moderate
Borderline Disorder:	Moderate
Histrionic Disorder:	Moderate
Narcissistic Disorder:	High
Avoidant Disorder:	High
Dependent Disorder:	Moderate
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder:	Low
-- Personality Disorder Test - Take It! -- -- Personality Disorders --

Harry Potter Crossover Fic Recs

Mon, 08 Jan 2007 21:06:37 GMT

Lord of the Rings

Keeper of the Dunedain
by XinnLajgin
Pairing: HET: Harry/LotRFC, SLASH: Unsure
Summary: Harry Potter is now sixteen years old and ready to face his destiny. But at what price journey to middle earth where Harry must find himself again.
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2283541/1/

Harry Potter And The Ranger
by HarbringerLady
Pairing: HET: Unsure, SLASH: Unsure
Summary: What if Harry followed Sirius to the veil, then Remus joined them?
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2341722/1/

The Nuuruhuine
by Phoenix Catcher
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: HP/OMC
Summary: 200 years after Cannon. Vampire:Harry and his assassination team are thrown into Middle Earth two thousand years before the fellowship to start a new life in a strange world.
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3181750/1/

Of Wizards and Elves
by Tamiamus
Pairing: HET: ?, SLASH: HP/Glorfindel
Summary: When Harry Potter is six he is whisked away to Rivendell by a burst of accidental magic. How will growing up as Lord Elrond's foster son change his time at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry?
WIP
http://tamiamus1.livejournal.com/3474.html
or
http://www.tthfanfic.com/Story-11171/tamiamus+Of+Wizards+and+Elves.htm

The Dark Wizard and the Curse of Immortality
by JuMiKu
Pairing: HET: ?, SLASH: HP/Legolas?
Summary: Voldemort is dead, but Harry still suffers. He has to watch everything around him die. When he is sent to Middle Earth to change this, will things change for the better or the worse?
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2639653/1/

Masked Child
by Shade Dancer
Pairing: HET: Aragorn/Arwen, SLASH: Harry/Legolas
Summary: This is the story of Harry Potter and what happened when Albus Dumbledore saw that Harry was in the way of the molding of his twin brother, Harlan
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2838030/1/

To Live Again
by MagicallyInclined
Pairing: HET: Remus/Tonks, SLASH: Harry/Legolas, Sirius/Haldir, Fred/Elladan/Elrohir/George
Summary: All Harry has ever known is how to fight and survive. When he suddenly finds himself in another world, will he be able to finally lead a normal life?
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3257630/1/

Gundam Wing

The Tomb of Memory
by Hoshi-tachi
Pairing: HET: ?, SLASH: Yes, pairing unknown
Summary: There's something ODD about Duo and Quatre's new safehouse... Maybe it's that constant feeling of being watched
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1930919/1/

The Ghost Of Me
by Falconwingdiving
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: 3x4/HP
Summary: A story of one soldier who must return to a world where he is thought of as nothing but a boy. A Trowa Barton is Harry Potter story.
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2302329/1/

Surrey Trouble
by Kirallie
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: Wufei/Harry, Heero/Duo, Trowa/Quatre, Neville/Luna, Draco/Blaise
Summary: The Gundam pilots move to a new safe house in a quiet English suburb and meet a local boy. But there's is something wrong and Duo and Quatre are determined to find out what.
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2655500/1/

When Worlds Collide
by Chrissy Sky
Pairing: HET: Hermione/Ron, SLASH: Harry/Duo Heero/Severus Quatre/Trowa Remus/Sirius Wufei/Treize
Summary: Basically. After the zero system's mysterious explosion, and their arrival at Hogwarts, the g-boys find that picking which classes to take are the least of their troubles
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1706372/1/

A Place In Time
by Astheblackrosewilts
Pairing: HET: ? SLASH: 1Hx6x13, 3x4D, 2x5
Summary: When Treize and Zechs appear during a quidditch game there's confusion as to who Harry and Draco really are.
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2162575/1/

Hanging By A Moment
by PantherKat13
Pairing: HET: ? SLASH: 1x2, 3x4, 5xHP
Summary: Just after the war Harry responds to a compulsion and a cry for help that can only come from him. His actions lead him to the sides of the Gundam pilots and into a world of adventure.
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2896226/1/

Redemption
by Krystal_Epyon
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: HPx5, 2x3, RLx6, FEMSLASH: GW/HG
Summary: Harry's fallen for the new guy in Little Whinging. Unfortunately, Wufei left a few things out about himself. See what happens when five G.U.N.D.A.M. agents join the battle for the wizarding world
WIP
http://hp.adultfanfiction.net/story.php?no=600005845

Switching Lives
by Leeni-chan
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: 1x2xHP
Summary: Harry Potter. Heero Yuy. A world apart, but a lot closer then you might think
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1338361/1/

Final Fantasy

Dark Summoner
by Mage-Alia
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: Tidus/Harry
Summary: An accidental wish sends Harry tumbling into the world of Spira where his skills as a Summoner will be put to the ultimate test.Accompanied by Tidus and some other new friends, he'll need to conquer the new chalanges and solve Spira's mysteries
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2517783/1/

Defying Fate: Journey of the Offworlder
by Doom187
Pairing: HET: Harry/Sheyna, SLASH: NO
Summary: While hunting down the Horcruxes the golden trio is forever changed when one of their number unwillingly betrays them, and Harry embarks on a journey like none he's ever had before
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2781387/1/

Yu-Gi-Oh!

Return to the Old Ways
by Kayono
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: Yami/Yugi, Bakura/Ryou
Summary: The Pharaoh and King have returned but the Fates and Destiny have yet to let them out of their grasp. The seven kinds of heka must be mastered and taught, old Bloodlines return, and all the worlds and realms will merge if everything isn't destroyed first.
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2309867/1/

BiAw Kkwy My Darkness
by Geminidragon
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: Yami/Yugi, Bakura/Ryou, ?/Harry
Summary: Yuugi and Yami are swept into the wizard world by a dark spell. Their power over the shadows have them marked as dark wizards, can they survive in a world out to send them to Azkaban? How will Harry be able to help them?
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1981260/1/

Charmed

A New Life in San Francisco
by Phoenix Catcher
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: Chris/Harry
Summary: Harry leaves his world after losing everything and settles for a not so muggle life in San Francisco and befriends the Charmed Ones and their family.
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3104412/1/

The Wizard of Silence
by Corwalch
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: NO
Summary: The Dursley's hate magic so much they are willing to try & handicap Harry to insure he doens't become a Wizard. However the wizarding community aren't the only ones watching over Harry & someone intends to intervene.
WIP
http://www.hpfandom.net/eff/viewstory.php?sid=1721

X-Men

Shattering Mirrors: The Rewrite
by Crysania Fay
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: Past Harry/Draco
Summary: Harry Potter is found by the XMen, who offer a home that he never wanted. Finding out that his nemisis is still alive, Harry joins with the XMen to stop him and two others
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2544104/1/

Wings of an Angel
by Phoenix Catcher
Pairing: HET: NO, SLASH: Harry/Warren
Summary: Harry, learning his true form after his 17th birthday is forced to flee the Wizarding World and to America where he lands in the middle of another war on a much deadlier scale
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3198121/1/

Anita Blake

Black Magic by Moonlight
by Beren
Pairing: HET: Anita/Nathaniel, Anita/Micah SLASH: Harry/Nathaniel/Draco, Harry/Draco
Summary: Harry Potter could find trouble in paradise and when Draco sends him to St Louis for a holiday it's not paradise and there's lots of trouble. With dark magic, vampires, lycanthropes and more, who else could sort it out but Anita Blake?
COMPLETE
http://beren-writes.livejournal.com/93442.html

New Family
by Kirallie
Pairing: THREESOME: Anita/JC/Richard, HP/Jason/Requiem SLASH: Nathaniel/Asher, Harry/Jason
Summary: After the death of his godfather, Harry recieves a startling letter. Deciding to take an active part in his own life he leaves England to search out his sole remaining relative in St. Louis, a second cousin he's never met and who has just lost his entire family. How will Richard Zeeman react to this strange, magic weilding cousin?
WIP
http://pommedesang.com/efiction/viewstory.php?sid=4643&warning=NC-17

Boondock Saints

Harry Potter and the Boondock Saints
by Kalistar
Pairing: HET: Harry/OFC SLASH: NO
Summary: Abandoned on the streets of Dublin. Ignorant of the wizarding world, what will they do after finding out that their savior is on a mission to bring retribution to evil in the world as one of the Saints of South Boston?
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3168612/1/

Dark Angel

Harry Potter and the Chimera's Sting
by Kalistar
Pairing: HET: Harry/OFC SLASH: NO
Summary: Harry Potter as the wizarding world knew him never existed. In his place was X5701, a soldier of Manticore. After discovering the existence of Voldemort, Harry is thrown into a war that will determine the fate of wizards and muggles
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3372693/1/

Wheel of Time

Harry Potter and the Joining of Destinies
by Kalistar
Pairing: HET: Harry/OFC SLASH: NO
Summary: After the end of GoF, Harry is transported to another time. Thinking he can never return home, Harry finds family and learns new skills that will prepare him for his eventual fight with Voldemort
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2731428/1/
SEQUEL: Harry Potter and the Return of the Dragon
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2964073/1/

Naruto

Over the Hills and Far Away
by The Red Dragons Order
Pairing: HET: Unsure SLASH: NO
Summary: As if fighting Voldemort wasn't enough, Harry finds out that his grandfather is none other than a certain Sannin named Orochimaru. Oh dear.
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2585729/1/

Abyssus
by ANBUHound
Pairing: HET: NO SLASH: NO
Summary: After Harry's second year in Hogwarts, Dumbledore had to make a choice. After word got out that Sirius Black was on the loose, Dumbledore was forced to make that choice. Enter Hatake Kakashi
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2704848/1/
SEQUEL: Antebellum
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2821118/1/

Obituary

Thu, 04 Jan 2007 13:46:40 GMT

Got this from DW:

'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

HAHAHAHA oh boy.... is it bad that I can see this really happening?

Serverus/Harry Fic Recs

Tue, 24 Oct 2006 20:11:58 GMT

Bound
by Lilyseyes
(NC-17)
Summary: Voldemort wants to enslave Severus and Harry to take their powers.
COMPLETE
http://www.thesilversnitchtoo.net/fic/viewstory.php?sid=94&warning=Death%20Sentence%20-%20NC-17

Sentinel in the Shadows
by Lilyseyes
(NC-17)
Summary: What if Severus and Harry's relationship had begun differently?
COMPLETE
http://www.thesilversnitchtoo.net/fic/viewstory.php?sid=3711

Critical Choices
by Lilyseyes
(NC-17)
Summary: Albus Dumbledore said it is our choices that define us, after his death, can Harry make the hard choies?
WIP Last updated 10/23/06
http://www.thesilversnitchtoo.net/fic/viewstory.php?sid=283&warning=Death%20Sentence%20-%20NC-17
or
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2501744/1/

Broken Bonds
by Diagonalist
(NC-17)
Summary: Past DM/HP, character death (DM)
COMPLETE
http://inkstain.inkquill.com/isf/archive/9/brokenbonds.html

And Then There Was Harry
by Menecarkawan
(M/R)
Summary: Severus Snape is given the responsibility of caring for Harry Potter. What happens when he stops seeing 'Potter' and starts seeing 'Harry?
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2584010/1/

The Return of the Prodigal
by Lakhesis
(R/NC-17)
Summary: ?
COMPLETE
http://www.mags-nificent.com/MSW/LF/Prodigal.htm

Whispers of Intent
by Tira Nog
(NC-17)
Summary: Auror Harry Potter has a surprising encounter in a gay bar
COMPLETE
http://tiranog.southroad.com/harry_potter/Whispers_of_Intent.htm

The Care of Infants
by stellahobbit
(R/M)
Summary: A curse from Voldemort regresses Harry to infancy. Snape must protect him while the Order tries to find a way to reverse the spell.
COMPLETE
http://www.walkingtheplank.org/archive/viewstory.php?sid=470&warning=Explicit%20Sex/Violence

Hall of the Mountain Kings
by Tara Tory
(R/M)
Summary: While delivering a message for Dumbledore, Snape witnesses the abuse Harry
suffers from the Dursleys and decides to step in
COMPLETE
http://inkstain.inkquill.net/isf/archive/12/hallof.html
SEQUEL Hall of the Mountain Kings: The Holly and the Ivy
COMPLETE
http://inkstain.inkquill.net/isf/archive/27/hallof.html

Ready Made Family
by TheMinx
(NC-17)
Summary: Harry Potter returns to the wizarding world with a young child in tow and ends up breaking past the walls set by a the resident Potions master.
COMPLETE
http://www.hpfandom.net/eff/viewstory.php?sid=7078

Paradox of Existence
by DragonLight
(NC-17)
Summary: On Assignment for Dumbledore, in the past, Harry sees his lover from a new perspective, that of a professor
COMPLETE
http://www.dragonlight.slashcity.org/mirrors/fic/ex/paradox/poechapter.htm

Wrapped Around His Finger
by
(NC-17)
Summary: After defeating Voldemort during the Easter holidays of his seventh year, Harry has only one ambition for his life after graduation; becoming Snape's Apprentice and partner.
COMPLETE
http://gizywizard.com/fiction/potter/wrapped.html

Don't Trust the Sky
by Savage Damsel
(PG-13)
Summary: A Potter. A Snape. A potion gone wrong. Throw the Dark Lord into the mix, and things are bound to get interesting
COMPLETE
http://www.thesilversnitchtoo.net/fic/viewstory.php?sid=2417

The Great Betrayal
by Savage Damsel
(NC-17)
Summary: AU. Harry Potter has defeated Voldemort once and for all at the end of his seventh year. However, the Minister convinced the wizarding public that Harry is far too dangerous to be allowed to roam free in society. Betrayed by his family and friends, and sent away to Azkaban for life, Harry is rescued by an unlikely person and flees to the unused cabin of his rescuer, having no other contact with the wizarding world. When signs of Death Eater activity reappear, and the Minister is murdered, the hunt for Harry Potter begins. Will he ever forgive them in time to save the wizarding world that he once loved? And who, exactly, are the Guardians?
COMPLETE
http://www.thesilversnitch.net/tss2/viewstory.php?sid=2160&warning=4

Mirror of Maybe
by Midnight Blue
(NC-17)
Summary: Set in the Harry Potter universe, The Mirror of Maybe is set after the events of Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire and instead of the events detailed in Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix and Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. This fan-fiction involves the slash pairing of Harry Potter and Severus Snape
WIP
http://www.greyblue.net/MidnightBlue/story.php?storyid=2

A Destined Year
by Autumns_Slumber
(NC-17)
Summary: Trelawney makes a prediction that leads to a hectic year for one Harry Potter. As if dealing with the Dark Lord, trying to pass O.W.L's, and hormones weren't enough, let's add a blood-lusting professor, odd dreams, and a spell gone wrong! DM/HP, SS/HP
WIP Last updated 12/11/06 - 54 chapters
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=11464

Paradox of Plurality
by Lakhesis
(NC-17)
Summary: Three stories in the James-verse. (Harry and Severus' son)
1. The Lost Son - http://www.mags-nificent.com/MSW/LF/Paradox1.htm
2. The Ripple Effect - http://www.mags-nificent.com/MSW/LF/Paradox2.htm
3. The Vanishing Twin - http://www.mags-nificent.com/MSW/LF/Paradox3.htm
COMPLETE

Birthday Gift #2

Tue, 24 Oct 2006 13:44:40 GMT

This one has no name but again was written by Dragonwrangler

The final attack when it came vibrated through the air within the Dueling Grounds, shaking the walls and causing Atemu’s drinking cup to fall from the table beside him and hit the floor with a loud clattering sound. Atemu watched Mahado drop to a kneeling position, panting harshly but nodding in appreciation of his opponent’s skill.

Seth stood across the dueling field from Mahado, also panting harshly, his chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. Atemu could see a light sheen of sweat on the High Priest, highlighting the well defined muscles of his bare arms, his every move as decisive and powerful as the dragon he had just summoned to end the duel. Seth gave one sharp nod to Mahado in recognition of a well fought duel before stepping past him to make his way to the throne, dropping to one knee before Atemu.

As he admired the figure before him, Atemu managed to say evenly, “Well done Seth. I must congratulate you on your skill. I believe even I would have difficulty beating you today.”

Seth looked up, blue eyes presenting their ever present challenge to Atemu‘s control. “I am glad I could provide you with suitable entertainment, my Pharaoh. I hope you have been pleased.”

Catching an odd, slightly amused expression on Mahado’s face as he stepped into his spot to the side of the platform the throne sat on, and distracted by a barely muffled snicker from his wife Ifenete, Atemu responded absently, “Yes, you have Seth, thank you.”

As he let his eyes roam discretely over Seth’s tall lean form as the Priest rose gracefully to his feet and turned away, Atemu was surprised when Ifenete, in a low voice only he could hear said, “Coward.”

Startled Atemu turned to her. “What?”

Smiling slightly as she watched the Priests gather around Seth to congratulate him she answered, “I said coward.” Leaning closer she added, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she glanced his way, “And if you do not think Seth is interested in you then you are blind as well.”

“Ifenete!” Atemu protested in an undertone.

She simply raised an eyebrow, a small smirk pulling at her lips. “Did I say something that offends you, husband? “

Atemu shook his head and voiced the argument he had been having with himself for some time in regards to Seth, the one argument that had kept him from following through with the thoughts in his head. “Ifenete, he’s my cousin!”

Before he could continue, she cut him off with a soft laugh as she pointed out, “It’s not as if you could have a child with him, Atemu.” A thoughtful look momentarily crossed her face. “Unless he knows about a spell that I’m unaware of.” She grinned. “It would be entertaining, seeing how Seth would handle being pregnant.”

Atemu made a face at that image, prompting another laugh from Ifenete.

Curiosity and desire getting the better of him as he turned to watch Seth again he asked, “That would not bother you, my being with Seth?”

Ifenete rolled her eyes. “I already share you with seven other wives; I’m used to your attention being divided.” She shrugged and added in a matter of fact tone of voice, “And you have three potential heirs now. As long as you remember your duty to us I have no problem with this.”

Atemu gave Ifenete a smirk. “You would have me deny you my prowess in relieving your needs, wife?”

Ifenete snickered. “Atemu, do you really think we pine away waiting for you? We are more than capable of satisfying our own needs.”

Unable to help himself, Atemu laughed. “You’re shattering my illusions, Ifenete.”

“Someone has to. Besides,” Ifenete leaned close to whisper seductively in his ear, “I’m sure Seth can do things for you that none of us can.”

Knowing he was going to lose this argument, mostly because he had already lost it to himself, he turned to Ifenete. “Fine, then I will let you inform Dakhamazu I will not be needing her tonight.”

“As you wish, my husband.” she answered regally, though the smirk on her face told Atemu she was going to enjoy telling Dakhamazu just that.

Atemu felt a moment of pity for the former princess. But only a moment.

Letting his eyes follow Seth as he left the Grounds, Atemu waited before rising up to follow. He leisurely walked through the corridor that led to the living quarters of the Priests and knowing exactly which room was Seth’s, having visited his High Priest many times in the past for advice, stepped into Seth’s quarters without a second thought.

He had not considered the fact Seth would be undressing.

Pharaoh openly stared at his High Priest. Used to seeing Seth dressed in the long blue robes of his office, Atemu found himself reacting to the almost nude man before him strongly, and finding it difficult to hide, especially under the curious look he was now getting from the Priest.

Abruptly making a decision, Atemu turned away from Seth, headed for the rooms set aside for his private use at the back of the Temple complex, stating clearly, “Come with me Seth, High Priest of Wedju.”

Having no doubt he would be followed, and not allowing Seth the opportunity to change into something he might deem more appropriate for a meeting with his Pharaoh, Atemu strode purposely to his rooms and stopped to gesture his servants from the bedroom. Settling in a chair, Atemu waved a hand to Seth to take the chair beside him.

Instead of taking the seat, Seth halted before him, obviously annoyed at being commanded in such a way but trying hard to conceal it. “What is it you want, Pharaoh?”

Growing even more aroused than he already was as he stared at the challenge before him, Atemu met the Priest’s blazing blue eyes and admitted, “Actually, it’s you I want, Priest.”

The answer seemed to surprise Seth, causing a frown to settle across his face. Atemu stood, effectively closing the distance between them. Holding the Priest’s gaze, Atemu reached out a hand to lightly run his fingers over the sculpted muscles of Seth’s abdomen, feeling them tighten as Seth’s breathing became deeper. He could feel his own breath growing rapid, the heat coiling in his groin beginning to spread outward.

When Seth made no protest, Atemu brought his other hand up, brushing them over Seth’s chest. A barely concealed groan slipped past Seth’s lips, the frown slipping away as his lips parted. Atemu took another step forward, pressing his body against Seth’s, slipping his hands to lie flat against the defined muscles of Seth’s back as he leaned in to slowly draw first one nipple then another erect with the tip of his tongue, before rubbing his own sensitive nubs against Seth‘s hard body, his lips and tongue marking random trails over the Priest‘s chest.

Muscles flexed beneath Atemu’s hands as they moved up the ridge of Seth‘s spine as he moved against him. Atemu could feel the Priest‘s erection growing stronger against his belly and he felt Seth’s hands briefly touching him before he tried to draw back. Atemu paused his movements to look up into blue eyes that wavered between confusion and desire.

“Pharaoh, you cannot…” Seth breathed out roughly.

“Why not?” Atemu answered as he returned his attention to Seth’s body, working downward, tasting the salt of the sweat that still clung to the Priest. Dropping to a kneeling position, he let his tongue explore Seth’s navel while sliding his hands down to begin untying the cords that held the kilt in place on Seth’s hips.

This time Seth’s hands caught him, tilting his head back. “Pharaoh…”

Resting a hand lightly against the fabric of the kilt, he began tracing the outline of Seth‘s erection with his fingers. Atemu shook his head. “You think you can argue with me right now, Seth?”

A shadow of annoyance crossed Seth’s face, a shadow that quickly changed to lust as Atemu pulled the kilt away. Atemu gave Seth no time to protest as he ran his tongue over the velvety tip of Seth’s erection, pressing down into the soft skin of the tip before letting the wet muscle trace the line and length of Seth’s engorged penis, memorizing it’s shape and texture. Atemu gently slipped a little into his mouth, moving his hands to Seth’s hips for balance.

He sensed the Priest shift slightly, widening his stance, the muscles beneath Atemu’s hands tightening as a moan slipped from Seth. Knowing instinctively Seth’s control was about to break, Atemu rose up slightly and took Seth’s arousal deep into his mouth with a hard suck. Setting a quick rhythm up and down the length of Seth’s penis, Atemu was not surprised when Seth’s hips began rocking back and forth. He felt Seth curl over him, one hand slipping down to grab the arm of the chair for support, one hand grabbing his head. Controlling the power of Seth’s movements with the hands that gripped the Priest’s waist, Atemu let himself be pushed backwards against the chair.

Pinned between Seth’s body and the chair, Atemu closed his eyes and let his own lust consume him as he took Seth‘s thrusts into his willing mouth.

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Seth’s mind held only one coherent thought as the pleasure burst past any control he might have had.

“Finally.”

But when he came, hard and fast, realization of exactly what he was doing to his Pharaoh hit Seth. Panic managed to worm its way through the waves of pleasure that now blanketed his being and Seth found himself trying to pull back on unsteady legs.

But when he looked down he stopped, awed by the sight he found.

“Oh my Ra…”

Pharaoh was slowly and gently licking the remaining cum from Seth’s now soft erection with a small blissful smile.

It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. And it was enough to get him hard again.

As he reacted to the sight beneath him, Atemu looked up with a smirk, reaching one hand up to catch his neck and pull his head down. Seth immediately opened to the kiss, tasting the salty sweet flavor of himself in Pharaoh. Seth dropped to his knees, exploring the moist cavern that had just given him such mind blowing pleasure until his damn sense of protocol forced him to pull back.

Atemu raised and elegant eyebrow in question at him, his lips still holding that familiar smirk as he waited for Seth.

And Seth, for the first time in his life, said ‘fuck protocol’ and followed through with the lust colored thoughts in his head.

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Atemu wanted to laugh in delight when he saw the change cross over Seth’s face, saw the familiar look of the stern High Priest being replaced by the completely new lustful smirk of challenge and desire as Seth pulled him to his feet.

Having no idea what Seth had in mind, having never dealt with this Seth before, Atemu was almost surprised when Seth grabbed him, picked him up and easily threw him on the bed. Not bothering with the traditional way of removing clothes, Seth simply grabbed Atemu’s tunic and ripped it straight down the center.

As Atemu gave in to the desire to laugh, the sound light and cleansing, he found Seth regarding him with a rare, tender smile. Seth turned his attention down and removed the apron and kilt that still covered Atemu, tossing the item away. Draping his body over Atemu, pressing him down into the bed, Seth caught him in a passionate kiss, quickly drawing deep throated moans from both of them. Atemu wrapped his arms around Seth’s body, nails digging into the Priest’s back, feeling muscles clenching in the small of Seth’s back as the Priest unconsciously humped his erection into the bed between Atemu’s legs. Atemu’s body bowed into the weight against him in pleasure as he felt the bed vibrate from Seth’s movements.

Atemu brought his legs up along Seth’s sides, bracing his feet for leverage. His own arousal was trapped between their bodies and he pushed off the bed, pressing it hard into Seth’s body before relaxing then repeated the move, creating desirable friction against the firm muscles of Seth‘s abdomen, forcing him to break the kiss to gasp for air at the pleasure he was creating for himself.

A hiss slipped out of the Priest at that, and Seth raised himself up onto his knees, reaching down to hooked an arm under one of Atemu‘s knees while his other hand pulled the arms encircling him off. Forcing Atemu’s arms above his head, he held on tightly to his wrists, keeping him in place.

Having never been forced to submit to anyone in such a way, Atemu felt as if he would explode if Seth failed to hurry up and relieve him from this animalistic desire to be fucked long and hard right now.

And he meant right now.

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Seth paused to look at Atemu, to take in the fierce hot look- the crimson eyes glazed with desire. Looked the sweat plastering the hair to his face and watched his Pharaoh raise his lean body up in a futile attempt to bring their bodies together. As Atemu panted in frustration Seth let his gaze wander down the well defined body, at the thigh muscles that flexed as Atemu tried once again to move, hampered by the arm Seth had wrapped around one of his legs, at the cock that was straining up as well as it glistened with drops of precum.

Seth had no idea how he was able to take it all in but he could suddenly look no longer. Seeing the body beneath him literally screaming to be taken, Seth no longer had the ability to prep Atemu properly. And from the words coming out of Atemu, he was not willing to wait for that anyway.

“Seth!” Atemu snapped in a breathless growl. “Fuck me now!”

Seth was not about to ignore that order.

Letting go of Atemu’s wrists Seth grabbed the other leg, spreading them apart to expose Atemu’s puckered entrance. Seth pressed his cock against the hole and pushed, moaning as Atemu’s tight heat gave way against him. He felt Atemu’s muscles clench and almost lost it right there but he still held on to some of his iron control and used it now, forcing himself to pull almost all the way out before plunging back in to completely bury himself, losing himself to roiling lightening that accompanied every thrust back into the slick heat.

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Rational thought disappeared after the first thrust from Seth, only mindless bliss as Atemu crested on the waves of passion that rippled out as Seth filled him. He felt Seth’s body striking his own in a quick staccato rhythm, could feel his body yielding to Seth’s power as he was pushed hard against the bed, the erotic sensation of Seth’s straining cock filling his tight passage pushing him toward the edge.

And when Seth came, driving into him with sharp uncontrolled iron hard thrusts, Atemu could do no less than to follow, his body clenching tight around Seth as he gave a raw scream of passion.

Seth collapsed on top of him, panting hard and for a while all they could do was hold on to one another as they came down from their shared passion. When Seth was finally able to move he pulled himself out of Atemu, the odd wet popping sound prompting Atemu to break out in a fit of laughter as his body continued to vibrate with overwhelming emotions. Turning to look at Seth beside him he found the Priest had a self satisfied look on his face. Atemu managed to raise an eyebrow in question.

Smirking, blue eyes still burning with lust, Seth murmured in a low rumble, “I am glad I could provide you with suitable entertainment, my Pharaoh. I hope you have been pleased.”

Managing to roll his eyes, Atemu nodded, his voice deep with his satisfaction. “Yes, you have Seth, thank you.”

And Atemu was not at all surprised when Seth caught his lips in a hot kiss that started thing going all over again.

Birthday Gift

Thu, 19 Oct 2006 17:04:51 GMT

Decided I needed to clean out some old files and found a few fic gifts from Dragonwrangler written earlier this year and decided to post them here. So enjoy them as much as I did and still do!

DragonWatch
By Dragonwrangler
YY/Chaos and voyeur Dragons
This one just happens to be my favorite of course.

Yami would never have wandered out into the open air if Osiris had not rumbled his amusement of the Blue- Eyes White Dragon that had settled on the ledge below him. It was a rare thing indeed to hear such an emotion issuing from the great red dragon.

Leaning his body over the wide low wall that ran along the edge of the landing balcony attached to his quarters, Yami could just make out his dragon as it shifted a wing slightly to allow a little more of the morning light to spill onto the newcomer’s ledge. Osiris had his head resting on an outcropping of rock at the top of the mountain crest, the rest of his serpentine body curling across the length of the ridgeline above the white dragon. No other dragon had ever dared to claim a sunning spot on Osiris’s part of the ridge that surrounded the Dragon Guild’s property but the Blue Eyes sat on the ledge she had claimed as if it had always been hers.

Yami found himself interested to meet the master of such a confident dragon.

“What has you so curious that you’d put yourself in such a compromising position, Yami?” a voice said almost directly behind him.

Automatically kicking out a bare foot toward the voice, Yami wasn’t surprised when his foot was grabbed and held in place since the voice belonged to the master of hand to hand combat techniques within the magician‘s guild. Chuckling, Yami twisted slightly to greet his visitor.

“What, is the view not to your liking today, Sorcerer of Dark Magic? You certainly didn’t have a problem with it a month ago.” Yami twisted to face the magic user, rolling his body and scissoring his free leg under the one being held to a point just above it. The Sorcerer tossed the leg he held slightly into the air as he took a long step forward, catching the other leg as Yami brought the original leg to the Sorcerer’s other side, resting his forearms across the stone to balance on the top of the wall.

Grinning, the Sorcerer took another step forward, letting Yami’s legs slide through his grip to wrap around his waist, slipping his free hand under the smaller man to help support him. “I didn’t say the view was not to my liking, Master of Dragons. I simply wished to know what had you so distracted.”

Nodding his head toward the two dragons he said, “Osiris has company today.”

Leaning forward slightly, the Sorcerer said, “I’m surprised he allowed that.”

“Osiris does not mind sharing his ridge, it’s just that no other dragon has ever tested their luck.” Yami arched his back as he repositioned his legs around the Sorcerer’s waist so that one of his bare heels pressed against the man‘s buttocks.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” The Sorcerer asked as he watched Yami’s movements.

“Immensely.” Yami answered with a grin and a rough edge to his voice. “I should probably ask if you have some time to play before I get too comfortable.”

As the Sorcerer laughed low and deep, causing a pleasant vibration against his crotch, Yami asked, “What brought you back to Dragon Watch? I wasn’t expecting you for another few months.”

“The situation at Handeren has escalated to the point that the country’s armies are beginning to mobilize.” The Sorcerer answered as he switched the hand supporting Yami with the one holding his wand. Yami straightened out his body as the Sorcerer slipped a hand under his leather vest to run it across Yami’s tight abdominal muscles. Yami began to wish he had not started to put on his riding gear so early as the Sorcerer was forced to pull his hand out, unable to reach any further under the rigid clothing, to undo the buckles of the vest.

Yami let his head fall back and his spine arc again, allowing the vest to slide open as the Sorcerer placed his hand flat against Yami’s stomach. Lightly brushing his fingers over the exposed skin, the Sorcerer traced patterns that left Yami growling for something more.

With a small smirk, the Sorcerer finally worked a thumb under the riding belt and past the rim of the tight leather pants below. Panting as the thumb brushed against the tip of his growing erection, causing abdominal muscles to twitch involuntarily, Yami asked harshly, “Have they called in their Dragon Masters?” He could feel the Sorcerer’s breathing speed up, the body between his thighs expanding with each deep breaths.

“Not yet, but they are close to it.”, he answered thickly as he pulled his hand away to remove the belt from Yami’s waist and began unlacing the pants.

“And you’ve come to request me to call a meeting of my Guild?”, Yami said before biting back a groan as he felt the pants begin to loosen. He pressed his heel down, forcing the Sorcerer even closer. Yami gasped as laces came free, letting the cool mountain breezes caress the heat of his rising cock.

Just as the Sorcerer’s hand closed around Yami’s cock, a sudden “Kquweee!” cut through the morning air. Snapping his head up Yami spotted a floating fur ball with eyes shooting out of his quarters and across the balcony.

The Sorcerer froze in surprise as the fur ball circled twice around them before happily landing on top of Yami’s bare chest. Yami glared at it as the Sorcerer said uncertainly, “This may be a problem.”

“Then you haven’t known Yami long if you think that’s enough to stop him, Sorcerer.”, an amused voice answered. Yami felt the Sorcerer start and begin to turn until the voice added, “It would be best if you didn’t move, Sorcerer, or he’s liable to crack his head against the top of the wall.”

Looking around the now purring fur ball, his arms beginning to feel the strain of supporting his body’s weight, Yami watched his oldest friend approach with a mixture of amusement and mischief on his face.

“Mahado.” Yami growled out in greeting.

Coming up beside him to lean against the wall, Mahado asked with a snort of laughter, “What made you try out this position, Yami?”

Tossing his head, Yami managed to vocalize “Dragon. Ridge.” before bucking his hips in an attempt to create some friction against the hand holding his cock. The fur ball squicked in surprise at the movement before settling back to purr some more.

“Ah, I see Seto has arrived. I wonder where his other two Blue-Eyes Whites are.” Mahado said.

“What. Two?” Yami gasped as he looked at Mahado in surprise.

Mahado turned back to Yami. “Yes, he commands three of them. And you’ll just hate him, Yami, he’s just like you.”

Pushing off the wall, Mahado placed a hand on the fur ball before leaning over Yami to say, “When you’re done playing I need to speak to you, preferably this afternoon.”

“War is in the air and it’s time for you to call your masters as I‘m sure the young Sorcerer here attempted to tell you before you distracted him.” Pulling the protesting fur ball off Yami’s chest, Mahado grinned as he said, “Enjoy yourself!” before striding out of sight.

Yam gave the Sorcerer a moment to recover from his shock of being caught hand fucking the Master of Dragons by his superior but, when he stayed frozen, Yami bucked his hips again and growled in frustration, “Either you start moving that hand or get it out of the way so I can finish what we started!”

Startled into motion, the Sorcerer began pumping Yami’s cock, twisting his palm up and over the top of the sensitive tip on each upstroke. Yami’s head dropped back once again, his body bowing skyward. The hand enveloping his cock began to slide more easily as he felt the Sorcerer’s palm become slick with precum. Shifting his legs to a new position against the Sorcerer, Yami let muscles, strengthened from endless hours in a dragon saddle, begin moving his body to a hard, rocking rhythm, rising up into each down stroke, creating an even more powerful thrust into the hand pleasuring him.

It did not take the Sorcerer long to bring Yami to a shuttering completion, his body pulsing tight and straining up into the Sorcerer’s hold before finally slumping down onto the wall as he tried to catch his breath. He glanced up at the Sorcerer as the magic user leaned over him to braced himself with a hand against the railing’s edge, the arm holding the wand under Yami taking most of his weight.

A slightly dazed look in his eyes, the Sorcerer said, “That was the Dark Magician.”

Yami nodded as he spread his arms out across the back edge of the wall, stretching his body. “Why is that a problem, Sorcerer?”

“It was the Dark Magician!”

As he let his head hang over the edge of the wall, Yami caught the eye of Osiris and watched the dragon shake his head. Yami smiled in amusement- it was the dragon’s version of a human rolling his eyes.

Yami shook his head as he looked back, “Yes, and he’s seen me like this before.” Chuckling, Yami added, “Actually I was fucking him the first time the former Master of Dragons paid me a visit.”

The Sorcerer shook his head in bemusement as he helped Yami slip down to the ground. “You don’t mince words do you?”

Waving a hand Yami answered, “I work with dragons. I can‘t afford to.” Lacing himself back up he said, “If you bore a dragon with flowery words they’ll just bite your head off.” Starting back to his quarters Yami added with a smirk, “And since you obviously haven’t noticed, I’ll just point out there are ten dragons that were watching us that are now far from bored.”

“I think they enjoyed the show.”

Yami turned to watch the Sorcerer glance around at the mountain ridge before turning back with a look of exasperation on his face. Gesturing toward his quarters, Yami said, “Come. Allow me to apologize as I clean up Sorcerer, before duty separates us once again.” With a smirk as he let his eyes wander over the Sorcerer’s body, he add, “Or at least let me relieve you of some of the pressure I seemed to have caused you.”

Severitus/Mentor/Adoption Fic Recs

Tue, 26 Sep 2006 20:16:41 GMT

The Blood Connection
by Viscountess Babbles-On
(PG-13)
Summary: A tale of families JP/SS
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1050547/1/

Blood Magic
by Gateway Girl
(R)
Summary: Blood magic was supposed to keep Harry safe, but his relatives are expendable. Blood magic was supposed to keep Harry looking like his adoptive father, but it's wearing off. Blood is a bond, but so is the memory of hate -- or love.
COMPLETE
http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/gatewaygirl/BM.html

A Year Like None Other
Aspen in the Sunlight
(R/M)
Summary: It all started with a letter from home and family. Except, Harry doesn't really have either, does he? He's about to get them. A Snape-adopts-Harry story providing an alternate 6th year. Winner: Multifaceted Best Genfic, Best Draco Fic. Light DM/PP, Draco and Harry as brothers
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=5036
Sequel: A Summer Like None Other
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=13093
WIP

Memories Returned
by Lilyseyes
(PG-13)
Summary: The summer after the Deparment of Mysteries battle is a hard one for Harry, with many surprises for he and his friends
WIP Last updated 12/28/06
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2364727/1/

Unlocking Harry Potter
by Sarini
(R/M)
Summary: Severus has been having dreams, dreams so real they feel like memories. What is his mind telling him? Severitus with a twist. SLASH HP/CW, past JP/SS
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2529243/1/
Sequel:Finding the Key (CW/HP)
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2579033/1/
Sequel: Closing the Door (CW/HP, SS/RL)
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2617038/1/
COMPLETE

Skin Deep
by Vingilot
(M/R)
Summary: Harry and his friends create a new type of magic embodied in Harry’s tattoos to keep him protected from his uncle. When the new magic works Harry is removed to Hogwarts where Dumbledore finally tells him the truth. Severitus. Written PreHBP HarryBill
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2519543/1/

Heir of Slytherin
by Rayama
(M/R)
Summary: Voldemort needs to find a worthy Heir in order to assume the title of Lord Slytherin. Fortunately, he planned ahead, and his grandson Harry Potter is the perfect candidate.
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2905557/1/

A Life of Lies
by Kamahpfan
(R/M)
Summary: Post OotP! Severitus Challange. Snape is sent to the Dursley's in disguise and makes a very unpleasent discovery. Rated for some language, Future Violence and Abuse.
WIP Last updated 11/26/06 - 56 chapters
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1334280/1/

gotta love kids

Thu, 21 Sep 2006 19:51:13 GMT

(To set the scene...you know when your parents used to 'remove your nose' with this bent fingers and wiggle thier thumb around like that was your nose? Well Brian (hubby AKA: PITA) had just done that to Cole [my son])

Brian: Look! I got your nose!
Cole: Daddy! Look man you really don't want that!
Brian: Oh? Why is that?
Cole: 'Cause! Its got boogers in it!
Me: *completely dies from laughter*

lol this rates right up there with the time when Brian asked Cole who I was and my son replied "The Boss"

I've committed a horrible crime

Fri, 01 Sep 2006 01:46:32 GMT

*sniff* I had to kill my first dragon! Even if it was an ugly old Bone Dragon....its still a dragon!! I should be hauled away and flogged.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v193/blackdragon61/bonedragon.jpg

Question of the week.....

Tue, 29 Aug 2006 16:23:49 GMT

If a person with multiple personalities threatens suicide, is that a hostage situation? - from Delinquent by Kimblejingle (HP story)

Is it strange that I find this question highly amusing? So amusing that I about fell out of my chair?

got a chicken...stork....something

Sat, 19 Aug 2006 02:31:59 GMT

Just had to be like Miko!!

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v193/blackdragon61/strider.jpg

Harry/Draco Fic Recs

Mon, 14 Aug 2006 15:47:27 GMT

Secrets
by Vorabiza
(NC-17)
Genres: Drama, Romance
Warnings: Adult Language, Sexual Content, Spoilers, Violence
Summary: Beginning with Draco's unexpected arrival at the Dursleys, Harry's summer after sixth year becomes filled with activity and many secrets. As his summer progresses, Harry generates several unexpected allies as he finds himself actively becoming the leader of the Light side. H/D post-HBP
COMPLETE
http://www.thehexfiles.net/viewstory.php?sid=3386

Funerals and Weddings
by Scully
(NC-17)
Genres: Angst, AU, Drama, First Time, Romance, Smut
Warnings: Adult Language, Angst, OC, OOC, Sexual Content, Spoilers, Character Death (NOT Harry or Draco)
Summary: Harry cuts loose over the summer while Draco enjoys vivid dreams before experiencing his own private Hell. Returning to Hogwarts for 6th Year, the events of their summers cause a few changes. How will Draco’s dreams change he and Harry’s lives? Pairings: Harry/Draco, Harry/OMC, implied Ron/Hermione Rating: NC-17 (story includes M/M, slash, anal, oral, first-time, drama/angst, character death (not from story pairings), OMC, AU for events after OotP, disregards HBP. OOC-ness)
WIP
http://www.thehexfiles.net/viewstory.php?sid=3077

Primary Care
by The Senjou
(R)
Summary: Tensions at Hogwarts result in a bizarre accident endangering Harry Potter and disrupting the life of Severus Snape and a certain werewolf. SS/RL HP/DM
Characters: Draco, Harry, Remus, Severus, Severus/Remus
Genres: Romance, Humor/Parody, Drama, Alternate Universe
COMPLETE
http://www.hpfandom.net/eff/viewstory.php?sid=2653

Tissue of Silver
by Fearless Diva
(R)
Summary: Former spy Draco Malfoy is scheduled to give testimony against several
captive Death Eaters. It's up to Harry and his team of Aurors to insure that
Draco lives long enough to do so.
COMPLETE
http://www.silververse.net/hp/tissue.htm
SEQUEL:Seeing the Light
http://www.silververse.net/hp/seeing.htm
and Benedictions of Possession
http://www.silververse.net/hp/posession.htm
Inheritance
http://www.silververse.net/hp/inheritance.htm
Free
NC-17 HP/DM/OC - Threesome
http://www.silververse.net/hp/free.htm

Big dick, Come Quick
by Calanthe
(NC-17)
Summary: Draco’s got a theory. About sex. And after much searching for the right candidate, it appears that only Harry Potter, his life long enemy, can help him test it out.
Category: Slash Warnings: Adult Language, Sexual Situations Genres: Romance, Humor/Parody
COMPLETE
http://www.hpfandom.com/eff/viewstory.php?sid=6762

Snakes and Ladders
by Alvira
(PG-13)
Summary: Sixteen years after he last clapped eyes on the Boy Who Lived To Be A Thorn In Draco Malfoy's Side, Draco is filling Snape's old shoes with aplomb. History, though, has a nasty habit of repeating itself. Draco has his comfortable existance turned topsy-turvy with the appearance at Hogwarts of Harry's son, who turns out to be able disrupt Draco's life with as much competency as his father.
COMPLETE
http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/alvira/SAL01a.html

Oblivio Nex
by Awe
(R)
Summary: The past is there for a reason: to give purpose, motivation and coherence to the present. Yet, what if Harry and Draco lost theirs and forgot the darkness that haunts them both? It is true that sometimes it’s easier to forget, but what if you have no choice? After taking a powerful potion created for a terrible purpose, Harry and Draco lose their memories and soon find themselves surrounded by dark secrets that before blinded them to a different path
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2095539/1/

Bound
by Draeconin
(R?)
Summary: Draco asks to be bound to Harry as his liege man in order to escape a worse fate. But when Harry's involved, nothing goes as expected. 81,518 words.
COMPLETE
http://draeconin.com/tales/stories/Bound!-01.htm

Honour Bound
by Draeconin
(R?)
Summary: Lucius owes Harry a life debt. Draco pays. 83,303 words
COMPLETE
http://draeconin.com/tales/stories/hb-01.htm

Harry Potter and the Inconvenient Condition
by Mirabella
(R)
Summary: Harry returns from vacation with an unfortunate case of vampirism and must learn to cope with blood, Malfoy, and recalcitrant secretaries. And if that doesn't tell you everything about the plot you need to know, you haven't read enough badfic. Vamp!Harry.
COMPLETE
http://theguestroom.houseofhobbits.com/hp/Condition.html

A Consummation Devoutly to be Wished
by Mirabella
(NC-17)
Summary: Um... dracoisaveelaandHarryishismate. Shut up.
COMPLETE
http://theguestroom.houseofhobbits.com/hp/Consummation.html

Awakening To the Dream
by VoxFuriae
(NC-17)
Summary: Harry is abandoned to Vernon's rages while Draco fights off Voldemort's advances. Their birthdays set Destiny into motion, but no amount of power can stop Harry's downward spiral. If Harry saves the world who can save his soul?
WIPLast updated 10/21/2006 - 55 Chapters
http://hp.adultfanfiction.net/story.php?no=544203058

Truly Madly Deeply
by jameschick
(R-NC-17)
Summary: Post HBP For reasons beyond his control, Harry has left the wizarding world behind him.
WIP
http://www.hpfandom.net/eff/viewstory.php?sid=11910

Walking the Line
by Silent Auror
(NC-17)
Summary: Sixth year is over and Draco Malfoy is on the run. The war is on and an unwanted assignment is forced upon him by the only people he trusts - and a one-time arch-enemy just may be out to kill him. DM/HP, HPB spoilers.
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=10191

On the Wings of the Storm
by Silent Auror
(NC-17)
Summary: The war is upon Draco Malfoy, and there are many hard decisions to be made.
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=6841

Transformation
by Amalin
(NC-17)
Summary: In Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts, he must face the consequences of the attack on the Department of Mysteries and the effects of Voldemort's return. And in doing so, he finds that even your enemies can teach you valuable lessons - about the world, and about yourself.
COMPLETE
http://frowl.org/transformation/index.html

Into the Green
by Golden Snitch
(NC-17)
Summary: The Order has convinced Harry that Draco is walking the same line as Lucius, but is there something the Order isn't telling him?
COMPLETE
http://www.thesilversnitch.net/fic/viewstory.php?sid=10271

Transfigurations
by Resonant
(NC-17)
Summary: Five years after Voldemort's defeat, Harry returns to England to help re-open Hogwarts.
COMPLETE
http://trickster.org/res/transfig.html

Snakes and Ladders
by Gateway Girl
(R)
Summary: When Ron and Hermione get together, they notice only each other. A nightmare prompts Harry to return alone to the empty Chamber of Secrets, and leads to a new look at an old enemy. Harry enjoys the company, but with Bellatrix LeStrange actively hunting him, how far can he trust a Death Eater's son?
COMPLETE
http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/gatewaygirl/SAL.html

A Mile in His Shoes
by Sansa
(NC-17)
Summary: It’s ten years after the war and a chance meeting on a small island changes Draco and Harry from who they’ve become into who they want to be.
COMPLETE
http://www.turn-of-the-page.com/TheTwoBroomsticksFallFicaThon/Sansa--AMileInHisShoes.html or http://sansa1970.livejournal.com/

Coming Home
By Empathic Siren
(PG-13/R)
Summary: Draco’s been searching for Harry for seven years. After finding him, he’s determined to make him see reason and return to England. However, Draco gets the surprise of his life when he finds that he's the one who changes, and that home is a state of mind.
COMPLETE
http://www.turn-of-the-page.com/TheTwoBroomsticksFallFicaThon/Siren--ComingHome.html

Incurable
by warholhp
(NC-17)
Summary: A non-magic AU in which Harry was sent to St. Brutus at age eleven and is then brought to Hogwarts at age fifteen. H/D eventually and probably some Snape mentory stuff.
COMPLETE
http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memories.bml?user=warholhp&keyword=hp+fic&filter=all

Tempus Fugit
by Stylophile
(R)
Summary: A monumental cock-up in Potions means that Harry and Draco have more to contend with than mutual enmity. A journey of discovery, self-reflection and love
COMPLETE
http://stylophile.popullus.net/tf1.html

Days Go By
by corvidae
(R)
Summary: After a grievous miscommunication that leads to five years apart, Harry has difficulty keeping his life together in the face of Draco's revenge tactics. The fact that he manages to succeed only makes Draco more intent. Veela!Draco/Werewolf!Harry
COMPLETE
http://community.livejournal.com/serpentinelion/61869.html

Becoming Bestial
by Constant Vigilance
(PG-13?)
Summary: Draco, Harry, animagi…and angsty lurve. (not bestiality, just fluff)
COMPLETE
http://www.angelfire.com/tv2/firebird_ascending/fics/HarryDracoFic/becbes1.html/

Malfoy Child
by Vorabiza
(Nc-17)
Summary: A potions accident turns Draco into a four-year-old and Harry takes over his care for the next four months.
COMPLETE
http://www.hpfandom.net/eff/viewstory.php?sid=3397
SEQUEL: Summertime Kids
Summary: Harry and Draco take their friends on a summer camping trip. For Harry especially, this trip represents a chance for them to just be kids for once, without all the adult responsibilities.
COMPLETE
http://www.hpfandom.net/eff/viewstory.php?sid=3140

Malfoy Flavor
by Vorabiza
(NC-17)
Summary: Harry’s ready to banish the Golden Boy image and take charge of his life. Unfortunately, or fortunately, for him there are still more surprises in store for him. Somewhat of a sixth year, Severitus and Slytherin!Harry fic.
COMPLETE
http://www.hpfandom.net/eff/viewstory.php?sid=2199

Gold Tinted Spectacles
by Beren
(NC-17)
Summary: Harry is about to enter his seventh year, and things are not quite what he expected. He is no longer the angry boy who watched his world fall apart at the end of his fifth year, but neither has he completely found his place yet. He is looking for someting, and to his confusion it seems to have something to do with Draco Malfoy.
COMPLETE
http://beren-writes.livejournal.com/5307.html

A Moment in Time
by The Shadow Bandit
(M/R)
Summary: AU: Harry learns during his seventh year that his life can change forever in a single moment in time. SLASH and MPREG
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1462543/1/

Eclipse
by Mijan
(PG-13)
Summary: Draco swore revenge on Harry for Lucius's imprisonment, and for once, he keeps his promise. The old rivalry turns deadly when Draco abducts Harry for Voldemort. But when Draco’s world turns upside down, the fight to save himself and Harry begins.
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1360492/1/

All I Ever Wanted
by Samayel
(NC-17)
Summary: A drunken night of revelry carries a higher price than Draco or Harry ever imagined
COMPLETE
http://hp.adultfanfiction.net/story.php?no=544211224

Captivation
by Angelic Candy
(R/M)
Summary: After the war,Harry attends a Quidditch Academy.He thinks his problems are over until he realizes Draco's there as well.The rivalry between them flares once again.As his studies grow,Harry realizes the rivalry is morphing into something unexpected
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3088361/1/

Under the Ivy
by coffeejunkii
(PG-13)
Summary: It is impressive how much you can learn about someone by simply sharing a few rooms. They don't spend time together, not really, but Harry still knows that Malfoy prefers raspberry jam over strawberry, that he hums along to the Wireless when he thinks no one is around, and that his leg is bothering him more than usual when the temperatures drop below freezing
COMPLETE
http://community.livejournal.com/serpentinelion/36210.html

In the Darkness is the Light
by Knightmare
(NC-17)
Summary: Harry has carved a life for himself in the Muggle World, but some things that are buried are bound to rise again.
COMPLETE
http://hp.adultfanfiction.net/story.php?no=29767

Ancient Magic
by MW2127
(R)
Summary: Draco Malfoy watched all that he had left to live for, crumble in a green light. There was no one, nothing left for him. As he watched the trio celebrate their victory, he decided that he would make one last stand for pureblood’s, for Malfoy’s. This time, the killing curse slipped from his tongue like butter….but what should have been the end, was only the beginning. Just as a wand can not duel with its brother, a soul can not kill its mate. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy will soon discover that nothing is more powerful than Ancient Magic.
COMPLETE
http://community.livejournal.com/harrydraco/2550949.html

Vertigo
by Jennavere
(R)
Summary: When a mission for the Dark Lord goes completely wrong, Draco Malfoy ends up in the very last place he expected. Post HBP, Harry/Draco. Romance, H/C, Angst, Fluff. 6/8 posted. Please read the warnings inside.
WIPLast updated 8/16/06 - 6 chapters
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=12281

Single Wizard Seeking Same
by Jennavere
(R)
Summary: Lovelorn Draco has been secretly pining for Harry for months. He’s finally forced into action when ex-boyfriend Blaise shows up. A gift!fic for Prof. McKitten starring an awkward, smitten Draco and a cameo by Harry’s chest monster.
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=12808

The Veela Enigma
by Jennavere
(R)
Summary: What if some of Draco's ancestors, pretending to be purebloods, concealed the truth about their veela heritage? You'd end up with one very confused Draco Malfoy, who's fallen head over heels in love with Harry Potter and has no idea why
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=7142

Freudian Slip
by Jennavere
(PG-13)
Summary: Two years after graduating from Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy is still obsessed with Harry Potter. Fed up, his father makes him get therapy
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=8260

Things That Change
by Eutychides
(NC-17)
Summary: After Hogwarts, everything changes.
COMPLETE
http://eutychides.livejournal.com/6844.html

Dragon Tamer
by Jennavere
(NC-17)
Summary: to avoid an arranged marriage, Draco convinces Harry to pretend to be his boyfriend. What follows is an epic romantic comedy involving scheming, snogging, silliness, shagging, snarky boys, superstars, singing, shagging, snuggling, secrets, sex gods, shagging, and a bunny named Draco Lucius Malfoy the Third.
COMPLETE
http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/jennavere/DT.html

Faith
by Dragongirl16
(R/M)
Summary: What if the wizarding world turned its back on Harry? Who will stay true? Who can he turn to? What will he do?
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1318020/1/
SEQUEL: To Walk a Narrow Path
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3188020/1/

Daddy Malfoy and Papa Potter
by Kailee
(R/M)
Summary: Draco Malfoy, single father of twin girls, is lonely. Now, his two eleven-year-old daughters have received their Hogwarts letters and are leaving their father home. Upon arriving at their new school, they meet the DADA Teacher, Harry Potter. A series of mischievious acts follow and the girls decide that Mr. Potter is a good match for their dad.
WIP Last updated 11/05/06
http://www.hpfandom.net/eff/viewstory.php?sid=4901

The Defection of the Vindictive
by Faire Weather
(NC-17)
Summary: In which Harry is not a Potter nor a Golden Boy and Voldemort learns to love.
WIP Last updated 7/27/06
http://www.hpfandom.net/eff/viewstory.php?sid=5168

Moment by Moment
by Thwax
(NC-17)
Summary: Voldemort and his followers have won the war. The Dark Lord rules Britain and those who oppose him are scattered, some in exile in the USA, and others underground in their own country. Harry Potter is one of those for whom America has become a home, that is until his nemesis is given a promise by those who represent authority for the exiled Britons. The promise will lead Harry into more than he could ever have expected
COMPLETE
http://thwax.livejournal.com/6962.html

Original Sinn
by Aki-Hoshi
(R/NC-17)
Summary: Harry and Draco had a mission. It was simple. Find out who stole the artefact, and get it back from the Muggle fencing it. Not as simple as it sounds, when you both hate each other with a passion, and the Muggle starts falling for your straight partner, who you need to help handle the Muggle Gay Scene. And what happens when you start falling for him too?
WIP Last Updated 11/19/06
http://www.aki-hoshi.com/original_sinn/original_sinn.html or http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3212243/1/

Forsaken
by Shivani
(PG-13/R)
Summary: Wherein Dumbledore does the unforgivable, and is forsaken by his pawn
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1992755/1/

Carried Away
by Olivia_Lupin
(M/R)
Summary: Harry is feeling very lonely; he is desperate for a certain someone to return his feelings, but it seems hopeless. Heart heavy and aching inside, he faces a long Easter holiday by himself at school, but things have a way of changing...for the better
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=11571

Damaged
by Maayan
(NC-17)
Summary: Futurefic. Three years after Dumbledore's murder, Lord Voldemort has won the war. All those who opposed him are either in hiding or sold as slaves, including the famous Boy Who Lived. Draco Malfoy is not the only one who is disappointed and disillusioned with the outcome, but the return of a lost relative promises to change everything.
WIP
http://visionfades.boscardin.org/damage1.html

Appearances
by Twistedmiracle
(NC-17)
Summary: The Dark Lord is gone, Lucius is finally out of prison, and the Malfoy name is in the toilet. But Lucius knows just how to redeem it...
WIP Last updated 12/2/06 14 chapters
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=13415

Retreat
by Constant Vigilance
(NC-17)
Summary: What would happen if some how Harry were turned into a child, but only mentally?
COMPLETE
http://www.thehexfiles.net/viewstory.php?sid=2149

Better Than Revenge
by Celandine Brandybuck
(R/M)
Summary: Sometimes an enemy cannot remain an enemy: in Godric's Hollow, Harry has to decide what to do when Draco Malfoy appeals to him for help.
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2521937/1/

Skirting the Issue
by Marks
(NC-17)
Summary: Playing truth or dare can be hazardous to your health
COMPLETE
http://www.aparecium.com/fics/skirting.html

After All
by PissedOffEskimo
(NC-17)
Summary: Dumbledore decides that he’s had enough of the Dursleys’ abuse
and brings Harry to Hogwarts at age eight. WARNING: Character Death - Draco, ends with HP/SS
COMPLETE
http://www.pissedoffeskimo.com/index1hp.htm or http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2103944/1/

And if I Could Never Find You
by Prose
(M?R)
Summary: Draco and Harry have been seeing each other secretly for most of their seventh year, but as the end of the term approaches each begins to wonder how the other feels. Features gay sex, language, and alcohol, and underground dance clubs
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2120131/1/
Sequels:
Get Dressed Before You Kill Seamus http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2339488/1/
What, No Thank You? http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2347505/1/
We've Never Needed A Reason To Get Drunk Before http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2351196/1/
What Does That Have To Do With Jesus? http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2363062/1/

A Consort's Loyalty
by Desolate03
(M/R)
Summary: It's Seventh Year. Draco has a prophecy of his own to fulfill. Marrying Harry Potter. Mpreg HP/DM, LM/SS (Bottom!Draco)
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2160465/1/
SEQUELHonor, Love, and Dignity HP/DM, LM,SS, OMC/RL
WIP
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3079313/1/

Twenty Years Later
by Reba Williams
(NC-17)
Summary: It’s been almost twenty years since Harry Potter graduated Hogwarts as the ‘Hero of the Wizarding World‘. It was near the end of his seventh year when he finally defeated Voldemort. The details of that battle can be found in any number of history books or in one of the hundreds of biographies about Harry’s life, well at least the first twenty-five years of his life, nobody knows what happened to Harry the morning after his twenty-fifth birthday. But we are about to.
COMPLETE
http://rebawilliams.livejournal.com/34049.html or http://thequidditchpitch.org/viewuser.php?uid=45

Hiss Me Harry
by LdDurham
(NC-17)
Summary: Neko!Harry fic. Harry is turned into a catboy. Draco likes cats
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=14163

Indago
by LdDurham
(NC-17)
Summary: A missed potion reveals a secret about Draco and Snape and Harry finds out his own place in their sexually charged and animalistic hold. Will he be able to adjust to this final battle for a peaceful life?
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=8094
SEQUEL: Indago Reborn
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=10132

Tears of Blood
by Branwen777
(M/R)
Summary: James and Lily live never forgetting the son they lost.With the Triwizard Tournament questions begin arise.What exactly happened that Halloween night?Who is Adrian Sylvain, and what does he have to do with Harry Potter
WIP Last updated 1/26/07
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3167507/1/

Pretty Little Secrets
by Sparkley-tangerine
(M/R)
Summary: Lily Potter wasn't what everyone thought she was. Becoming an Elemental Veela just might give Harry the power to defeat Voldemort forever and possibly fall in love in the process
COMPLETE
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2316352/1/

Redeem Me
by Samayel
(NC-17)
Summary: Two years after the events of Harry's sixth year at Hogwart's, Draco stumbles back into his life. Harry is a bitter and vengeful young man, Draco is a walking wreck...and who is helping who?
WIP
http://www.thehexfiles.net/viewstory.php?sid=6442

Bitten!
by SoftlySweetly
(NC-17)
Summary: Draco has to claim Harry to save him; but can the Gryffindor Hero ever love the Slytherin Vampire, and will it work out even if he does?
WIP Last updated 2/04/07 - 52 chapters
http://www.hpfandom.net/eff/viewstory.php?sid=13563

Into the Light of the Dark Black Night
by Shanfawn16
(NC-17)
Summary: What happens after the end of HBP. Told from Draco's POV. Will eventually be H/D. Ratings from PG through NC17 for violence, torture, rape, character death, and slash
COMPLETE
http://archive.skyehawke.com/story.php?no=14133

Blood of a Lion
by Silver_ariel
(NC-17)
Summary: Draco has been turned into a vampire by Voldemort and Harry has to help him deal with it.
COMPLETE
http://silver-ariel.livejournal.com/4783.html

Limits
by Beren
(NC-17)
Summary: Humour - Draco has found the line of what he will and will not do for the Dark Lord, so he has a plan.
COMPLETE
http://beren-writes.livejournal.com/230395.html

For Miko!

Sat, 12 Aug 2006 02:49:14 GMT

Here is as close to a "chicken" as I can get with Guild Wars

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v193/blackdragon61/Moa.jpg

And here is the "lobster monsters"

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v193/blackdragon61/lostermonsters.jpg

No, I'm not dead

Tue, 30 May 2006 19:17:12 GMT

Yeah yeah, I've been "gone" hardly writing and stuff...but damn it! I have my reasons *looks pointedly at Pysche*

Anyways...new Icon *hearts Chris* Sexy and can sing! *sigh*

I haven't given up on my stories...just haven't wrote anything. But they will be updated at some point. Summer is harder for me since I don't have any alone time which makes it harder to write. But I will try my best...and hopefully I can push these Harry Potter plot demons out of my mind.....

??

Fri, 14 Apr 2006 18:34:20 GMT

Does anybody know why I suddenly (this week) haven't been able to sign into my MSN IM? It's telling me something about my firewall blocking the connection....but hell if I know anything about that. So, any suggestions? Since this is a new computer with Windows XP and a new security system I'm totally lost and... I MISS MY KITTEN AND UKE!!! HELP!

Wed, 05 Apr 2006 01:11:32 GMT

What Yaoi Stereotype Are You?

Switching Stoic

You're usually the kind who is the leader in whatever you do. Even so, socializing isn't your forte. You'd much rather be alone somewhere reading a book or working on something quietly. People just tend to be unnecessary distractions, and you could more than do without them. At least, that's what you'd like people to believe In truth you are actually rather scared. Though, not even heavy torture would get you to admit it. You just don't know how to deal with people, because you've never really had much experience. It's because of this that it usually takes an outgoing, experienced person to knock down some of your walls. They are everything you aren't; friendly, popular, and self-assured. And, after all, opposites attract. Relationships with other Switching Stoics tend to fizzle out rather quickly because neither of you know what to do about how you feel. You need someone to help you understand these strange emotions called love and desire, and to let you know it's ok to express them. As a result, you usually end up uke. Well, at least to start out. Maybe after you get a handle on how things are done you will switch your role. Hence the title.

Likeliness of being seme: 40%
Likeliness of being uke: 60%
Some fellow Switching Stoics: Ran (Weiss Kreuz), Sanzo (Saiyuki), Heero (Gundam Wing), Hisoka (Yami no Matsuei)
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Percipio ut Sentio Chapter 2

Tue, 28 Mar 2006 16:48:57 GMT

Title: Percipio ut Sentio
Author: Crimson Eyed Dragon
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Seto/Atemu
Warnings: Smut!!
Disclaimers: Neither Yu-Gi-Oh nor King Arthur belong to me
Summary: Seto, a Knight of the Round Table receives a gift from the Emperor of Rome.
Status: 2/2

Dragon: Forgive me, I lost my “flowery” words about halfway through this…you can only “pretty up” smut so much :p

His hungry gaze watched silently from where he was sitting on his bed, waiting patiently for Atemu to gather the things he was looking for. Seto was intrigued with what could possibly be in that burlap sack sitting innocently in the corner of his room. He licked his lips when the slave stood back up with several items in his hands.

Like the wild lynx of Britain’s countryside, the lithe slave stalked ever closer to him, both dangerous and graceful, seducing his prey with that captivating body. Predatory eyes glimmered with unknown emotion as Atemu deposited the items on the small plain wooden table beside his straw mattress bed.

He quirked an eyebrow as the golden slave stepped in front of him with a hand raised, placing it firmly on the pale chest, and gently pushed the taller body down on top of the fur covers.

“Master,” a seductive purr came from soft petal-like lips, “I seek only your pleasure; do you trust me?” One lean, toned leg bent at the knee, gracefully placing it on one side of Seto’s thigh. Seto licked his lips again as he raised his head and looked at the enticing creature before him, the other’s arousal openly displayed for him to see.

“Come to me, Atemu.”

With a nod of his head, Atemu crawled seductively over Seto’s body, teasingly brushing the smooth skin of the inside of his thighs against his body, both their breaths catching in their throat as their arousals touched. Sapphire and crimson locked as pale, calloused hands reached up and fisted into sunset-drenched hair, pulling the slave down into a heated kiss.

Immediately, Seto ran his tongue against Atemu’s full bottom lip, demanding entrance into that warm, inviting mouth. The smaller male bowed to his dominance, letting him lead the way, forever following, as he was meant to. Seto’s tongue plunged into the depths of Atemu’s mouth, exploring it once again. Such a wonderful sensation - a warm inviting, sensual body above him, so close yet still so far away… He wanted - needed - more of what this perfect creature could offer him.

Atemu broke the kiss, searing crimson eyes cloudy and dazed as he looked at his Master as if judging his actions, and gave a small nod of his head before Seto felt those same lips touch his neck. Unconsciously, Seto tilted his head to the side, allowing the other more access, closing his ocean-hued eyes in a moment of blissful content.

They traced down his collarbone, tongue darting out every so often, to further enhance the sensations. One nipple was brushed by satin-padded fingertips, pulling gently, bringing it to peak, while that wonderful mouth slowly found its way to the other. Tongue caressing the slowly hardening nub, flicking in and out, swirling around before carefully applied teeth nipped, the Knight’s back arching in response.

A hiss resounded throughout the room as oil-fueled flames danced in the darkness, casting their orange glow onto the perfectly formed bronzed body that slid and slinked his way down, like a snake twisting through grass. Each scar was thoroughly cared for, not one left abandoned along the journey. Calloused fingers threaded through dark locks, letting go of their treasure, settling for gathering the cloth covering his bed in a tight bunch, his head rolling to the side as harsh breaths filled the room.

A moan escaped dry lips when a wet, warm muscle slid slowly, teasingly across the tip of his hard penis, licking up the salty fluid as a cat would take in freshly spilt milk. It dove into the slit, and then curled around the dark, blood-filled head. Stormy eyes opened, and he tilted his head, moaning at the erotic sight of his slave’s head between his legs, golden fingers reaching around to teasingly run light touches over his sac.

Seto felt another curl of Atemu’s tongue before his whole member slid into a wonderfully, warm, wet cavern, to the base, the tip of his penis hitting the back of his slave’s throat. He bucked his hips, a scream playing at his lips the other applied suction, the pressure sending him into a sea of pleasure. Waves of sensation flowed over him, numbing his mind and setting his body on fire as lips and tongue pulled back up, curling around the tip again before sliding back down, the process repeated over and over again until Seto was thrashing around on the straw bed.

He grunted out Atemu’s name, hands once again making their way to sun-drenched hair, fisting in the longer locks. His slave hummed, pleased he was serving the one that owned him correctly, sending another cry from the Knight into the air around them. The pressure increased, inviting sounds of Atemu’s wet mouth to be heard mingling with the ones Seto himself emitted.

Cold, gold bands brushed against his heated thighs, contrasting the feelings and sensations from the oral pleasure he was receiving, and he hissed against it even as the coiling pressure within him exploded, his body pumping his semen into the mouth that was servicing him with such talent.

Greedy lips took it in, swallowing all that was offered, tongue curling around the shaft, working its way up, not leaving anything behind other than the slave’s own wetness. A slight popping sound was heard as the slave released him, small trail of saliva lingering for a moment before small fingers reached up and carefully wiped it away.

Seto tried to calm his breathing down, while riding the high for as long as possible. He watched as the golden body left the bed, walking over to the table, gathering an item, before turning around and placing it on the bed. The Knight sat up, his legs shaking slightly, and eyed the sexual creature before him.

The slave was quiet as he crawled on the bed, coming to straddle the paler male’s lap, keeping himself poised high enough not to let their bodies touch. Golden skin contrasted wonderfully against his own, even in the small amount of light the oil lamps gave off. Shadows played around them, cocooning them in solitude and a dreamlike world where no other could venture. Beautiful, unearthly eyes turned away, looking back to the strange item, his hands moving to pick it up.

Uncapping the small jar, Atemu turned back to his Master, tilting the container just so, letting wonderful smelling oil drizzle down, slight coldness meeting his skin. The jar disappeared in the blink of an eye and Seto felt hands working his flesh, oil-slick fingers kneading his flesh, working their skilled magic into his body. One hand pushed just enough to give him the message that he was to lay back again, and the body above him lifted just so, leaning slightly over him, working the now-heated oil further up his chest, to his shoulders, perfectly moving over his body.

He watched his slave, eyes piercing through the dimness, not missing the intense look on the other’s face. So full of concentration, it was a wonder the other male was hard at all, but the evidence was there, jutting out for his eyes to feast upon. The slave’s eyes locked with his, pulling him further into a trancelike state, where nothing but the most basic senses worked. The handsome face leaned forward till he could feel the heated breath of the other on his lips, hands still working over his flesh.

Seto could only take in the air the sensual being exhaled, making his lungs work slightly harder, his heart pumping and his eyes going into a clouded state as he continued to look into flame-fed irises. His hands, with a mind of their own, slowly rose, sampling the wondrous, silken-bronzed skin, loving the feel of it beneath his fingers. They caressed his slave’s arms, his shoulders, slipping quietly down the smooth, toned back, not missing the tremors that rippled under his touch.

“Feel me,” he whispered against the parted lips that almost touched his own. “And let me feel you.” He sat up, forcing the other’s body to do the same, and he slid his hands down Atemu’s backside, kneading the flesh, pulling the smaller body up as he did, till the slave’s own arousal was mere inches from his face. He licked his lips, eyes flickering once to look into confused crimson. “I wish to taste you.”

Atemu screamed, the first real vocal response he had ever given for a master to hear as his shaft was engulfed completely in one swift move. His fingers curled into his owner’s shoulders, digging into the muscles as he fought against the onslaught of pleasure. His training and own need fought against one another, even as the Knight worshipped him just as he had done not moments before.

Seto kept his eyes open, wanting to experience the sensual looks on Atemu’s face; lips parted, breath coming out in harsh pants, eyes half-lidded, golden skin lightly shimmering as sweat began to form. One hand helped hold his slave, keeping his body in perfect position while the other one rubbed the tightly muscled thigh, kneading the flesh as another moan escaped Atemu’s lips when Seto increased his pace, his mouth working faster when the slave’s hand automatically reached for his head, urging him on.

He mentally smirked as he finally closed his eyes, concentrating more on bring the other pleasure, knowing that with every movement Atemu was forgetting more and more about his place in this world. Taking his hand from the thigh, he rubbed it over his own chest, picking up the silky oil along the way, coating his fingers as much as he could before reaching between the god-like creature’s parted legs, running the tips of his fingers between the cleft of his ass. He teased the other’s entrance, Atemu’s body bucking, causing Seto to take in impossibly more of the slave’s arousal, deep-throating him.

The hand in his hair fisted tighter, giving the locks a sharp pull as the lithe body suddenly stiffened and a throaty scream filled the still void of the room, warm, salty fluid filling Seto’s mouth. Quickly, he flipped them over, the smaller male now on his back, the Knight’s mouth still working the last bit of essence of his slave, deftly slipping a finger past the tight ring of muscle as he entered the male.

The smaller body arched, a hiss slipping past parted, full lips. “Master…it is I…”
He carefully slipped another finger in even as he released Atemu from his mouth, his longer body moving up the slave’s, sapphire eyes catching the other’s attention. “Find pleasure in me…in this tonight. Tomorrow you can return the favor.”

Atemu’s mouth opened and closed, his eyes round and wide, confusion and astonishment swirling in their depths. But as Seto curled his fingers, finding that one perfect spot, Atemu’s eyes rolled back, a moan escaping his lips.

With his free hand, the owner fumbled around on the bed, searching for the oil jar, finding that it had rolled beside the young male when the added weight sunk the mattress. He brought the jar to the slave, silently requesting for it to be uncorked, mentally laughing as he watched Atemu desperately try to clear his mind long enough to do as he was told.

Jar finally open, he added a third finger just as he tipped the bottle slightly, letting the oil drizzle out of the opening, licking his lips when it slowly hit the tip of Atemu’s erection, the slightly golden oil slowly drizzling its way down to the base. His slave hissed, his body arching at the contact, and Seto watched, fascinated, at the wondrous show before him.

His own need throbbed, a painful reminder that his body was being neglected. Removing his fingers as gently as possible, he brought his hand up and closed it around his slave’s arousal, grasping it, harshly fisting as he coated his hand with the slick scented oil. Atemu moaned, his body twisting and turning under the onslaught of the wondrous torture.

Leaning forward, he wrapped his free arm around Atemu’s waist, lifting him up as their lips met, and grasped his own member as he and the slave touched, working them both, coating himself with the oil. Atemu moaned in Seto’s mouth, momentarily lost from the kiss.

The Knight brought his slave back down to the bed, and sat up, positioning himself at Atemu’s entrance; then paused for a moment, his eyes taking in the willing, panting body beneath him, flushed from lust, and Seto growled as he pushed past the tight ring of muscle, his own body stiffening at the at onslaught of heat that surrounded him. He groaned, whispering his slave’s name, and rolled his hips, bending forward to capture a dusty nipple in his mouth, his tongue working over the tight bud.

Atemu’s hands flew to his hair and his fingers curled into claws, needing sometime to hold onto as when Seto began to thrust. Atemu’s body arched, his chest heaving, stomach muscles tightening with every movement Seto made. The pace picked up, his hips shifting, angling him into exotic body. Atemu’s eyes rolled back, his head tossing and turning against the straw mattress, exposing his neck, allowing the Knight to attack it with his tongue and teeth, marking the slave in his own way.

Toned, tanned legs were wrapped around him, tight and taut, pulling him further into that wonderful heat. And he was so lost in his gift that he barely heard his slave call out to him, asking, pleading for release.

In a lust-filled haze, he reached around, taking Atemu’s member into his hand, running it up and down the silken flesh, “Come for me; let us both feel.”

Atemu arched with a scream, his seed spilling out into Seto’s hand and onto his chest. Inner walls clenched around the Knight’s member, sending him too over the edge with just a few more thrusts.

The slave’s leg muscles quivered around his waist as he gently pulled out before untangling himself and lying next to the golden male. Sweat soaked skin slowly started to cool in the dark room and their breathing became more managed as they lay there, sedated.

Sapphire eyes studied his gift as he idly let his fingers drift through the other’s hair, separating the fine strands with each pass. Rolling on his back, he pulled the smaller male onto his chest, “Atemu.”

Sleepy eyes glanced up at him, “Yes, Master?”

“I’ll be leaving here tomorrow,” he began. “There is another battle to be fought and I’m needed.” He watched silently as Atemu pulled away from him, his face turning away from the Knight, “I don’t know when I’ll be back… if I’ll be back.”

Nodding his head, Atemu began to gather the items up, “I understand.”

“No, I don’t think you do,” he replied as he sat up, stilling the slave’s hands with his own. “If I die, you will be sold or given to the Empire. You won’t be free unless I free you now.”

Crimson eyes were wide, staring at the man before him. “Free? You’d… take the collar and bands off?”

“Yes, I would. Then, you can have a life. You can go and do whatever you want and never have to answer to another owner.” Seto reached forward, ready to do as he promised, but Atemu just shook his head, backing away from his Master.

“Atemu?”

“No, please. I’m not sure I want to be free…yet.”

“By why not? Aren’t you tired of this?”

Somber crimson eyes rested on him, “If you free me now, you’ll have no reason to come back.”

Percipio ut Sentio [FIC]

Mon, 27 Mar 2006 21:35:53 GMT

Title: Percipio ut Sentio
Author: Crimson Eyed Dragon
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Seto/Atemu
Warnings: Smut!!
Disclaimers: Neither Yu-Gi-Oh nor King Arthur belong to me
Summary: Seto, a Knight of the Round Table receives a gift from the Emperor of Rome.
Status: 1/?

Next chapter should be up sometime tomorrow!! Pysche is beta-ing it as we speak.

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Dragon: OK here we are the first chapter of my entry to the Challenge. I was going to make this one long one shot but I decided to break it down into a few chapters. It is not entirely based on the movie King Arthur; matter of fact rarely anything is related lol. So you do not have to know about the movie in order to understand this but I will give you a few facts so you won’t be completely lost when you see some things that you might not recognize.

First off this is based off the ‘real’ King Arthur not the legend. The THEORY of the movie is that Arthur was a man known as Lucius Arturius Castus who led a group of ‘Eastern Knights’ assigned to keep Rome’s enemies out of Britain. The ‘Knights’ were pagan cavalrymen from a Central Asian region known as Sarmatia (present day Russia).

Supposedly, the Sarmatians once fought against Rome but in the end Rome defeated them. In order to remain alive, a pact was make stating that every son of the Sarmatian men would work for Rome for 15 years before they could gain their freedom and return home.

These Knights (unlike the legends most people know) did not fight for the Church or ‘higher ideals’. They often mocked priests and the Christian beliefs with the motto ‘I kneel before no one’. They only fight for their freedom and some sense of respect for Arthur.

Woads (named for the blue dye used to paint their bodies before battle) were pagan barbarians. Merlin was the leader of a group of Woads that eventually Arthur allied with to defeat the Saxons. He was not a magical wizard but more of a shaman-like freedom fighter. Guinevere was also a Woad and not a prissy damsel in distress but a rather fierce fighter who fought along side the Woad men and Knights against the Saxons.

So as you see, the theory is not anything like the legendary Christian British Knights who were doing the will of God. They were a mix of pagan Woads and Central Asian Sarmatians. Again this is only a historical theory. They still haven’t found much proof as to who the ‘real’ Arthur and the Knights were so please no comments of the ‘facts’ against legend and stuff.

Personally, I like the ‘theory’ better than the legend. Now on with the story!

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No one could deny that he was the most beautiful thing to ever walk the face of this Earth. He was much like a forbidden fruit, tempting yet dangerous all the same. Like a wild animal that was praised and valued not only for its rarity but also for its prowess, demanding the attention and fueled the jealousness of others. Exotically alluring like a paradise’s warm nightly winds that called to you, lured you into a trap that was unseen by the bounty before you. A fantasy come true, one that you didn’t even realize you needed, wanted, wished for until he was kneeling right before you.

His body was so richly tanned that he seemed to be crafted directly from the desert sands it self that even perfection wasn’t the right word to describe it. Toned like a fighter yet soft as the finest silk, it begged to be touched with only the gentlest of hands, and would demand swift punishment from anyone that did otherwise.

He had a face that both men and women longed for, killed for, both handsome and beautiful. Like a famous marbled statue, it was utter perfection even with its stoic features that held no sign of life yet captured the essence so well.

Eyes like fire laced rubies, flickering from a blazing heat to dying embers. Narrowed, cunning, enticing, intelligent, threatening, alluring, full of dark promises that made you shiver in both pleasure and fear. They drew you in, enticing you to take that plunge into the unknown without thinking twice, damning your soul for all eternity as he regarded you as nothing more than the nuisance of a fly.

Tri-colored locks adorned his proud head with colors of the dying sun; golden like the midday rays bleeding into the warm maroons, crimsons and purples of the evening till they turned as dark as the nighttime sky, shimmering as it had its own twinkling stars embedded into those silky strands. Even the natural style represented the magnificent powerful rays of the sun, flaring out from the center of bronzed perfection.

His trim waist was covered in simple white silk, covering only what was needed to be modest, leaving all below and above open for lingering eyes. Upon his wrists were broad gold bands that were etched with the personal symbol of the one that owned him now, silently telling all that he was taken, marked with ownership. Wrapped around his graceful neck was a golden collar unlike any had seen before. Adorned with rubies, onyxes, and diamonds, it told that he was a valued and treasured slave, a gift to the one now holding the golden chain attached to the priceless collar.

And yet as Seto stood there before the exotic creature, holding the golden leash, he couldn’t take his eyes off the proud defiant boy before him. Such an extravagant gift that he had been given, a reward for his duties to Rome, a slave of foreign blood, from a country he had never been to, and he couldn’t stop looking.

Barbaric by nature and birth, forced to serve Rome as a Knight until his time was up, Seto had never seen such a person before. This one with colors his people had only seen in nature, in the living flowers and sunsets and dawns, was truly unique and a worthy prize that had been bestowed on him.

But why him?

Sapphire eyes flicked from the kneeling creature to the humble messenger of the Emperor of Rome his self. The question he wanted answered lingered in his eyes, unable to voice it out loud for others to hear. Private by nature, the last thing he wanted was his fellow Knights to come and see what had been brought before him, brought to his simple home during his serviced time.

But the meek messenger just stood there, surrounded by several of the emperor’s guards as he tentively held out a scroll sealed with embedded wax marked with seal of the Caesar. With a sigh, Seto took the scroll with his free hand; eyes once again flickering down to the kneeling body whose crimson stared straight ahead, before he dismissed the messenger and guards by shutting the door in their face.

He smirked to himself when he heard the muffled angry shouts at what he did, knowing they couldn’t do anything about it. Being a Knight under the command of Arthur, well it allowed him certain privileges and well, all the rest was his own damn attitude.

Dropping the golden leash on the floor, Seto sat down on the edge of his bed studying his new possession. The slave was kneeling in the center of the room, bottom resting on his heels, thighs spread apart. His shoulders were arched back slightly allowing his back to remain perfectly straight. The palms of his hands were resting on his toned thighs and only then did Seto notice that even his wrists were chained together by another gold chain. Crimson eyes were trained straight ahead, not focused on anything as he held his head proudly.

Yes this boy was a beauty, a rare gem among rough, brazen brutes. Surely the Emperor would have kept something like this to himself, so why was he sent here, to Britain and given to a man that wasn’t even of Roman blood? He shook his head, snapping himself out of his musings and proceeded to snap the wax seal off. With nimble fingers he unrolled the scroll and read the contents.

With a grunt, Seto laid the paper on the fur covered bed and ran a pale, calloused hand through his hair.

“So, the good Emperor sent me a pleasure slave as a reward for our last victory against Merlin and the Woads. Tell me, what is your name?”

“Atemu, Master.” Just two simple words, just two spoken yet Seto could easily hear the deep, rich tone, so honey-like that he was sure that if he had heard more it would have sent shivers down his spine.

“It says you are of Egyptian blood, so tell me, how did you come to Rome then to Britain?”

Crimson eyes never faltered in their gaze of the wall in front of him; “My mother was captured by a Roman Army while she was with child, me. They wanted her beauty for themselves and in exchange for my unborn life, she went with them when they promised no harm would come to me. They were true to their word until she died when I was six. Then I was taken and trained to become what I am now.”

“And Britain?”

“The Emperor heard of your great victory just as you stated, Master.”

“How come no one else was given a reward?”

“I do not know Master.”

Again Seto studied the young man before him. Every muscle was so clearly visible that it was hard not to notice the tension in them. Sapphire eyes raked from the golden collar down to the chain lay pilled in the floor in front of Atemu’s knees, such a disgusting thing, treating him like a pampered dog. Getting up from the bed, he knelt down in front of his slave, eying the clasp of the collar. He quickly searched Atemu’s face, noticing the stoic look it held even if those exotic eyes darkened slightly. “Why do you not look at me?”

“I was trained not to look at my master at any point. While the training taught me to keep my eyes downcast, my will keeps them trained forward.”

Nodding his head in understanding, Seto’s fingers undid the vile leash from the collar, letting it drop to the floor. “Look at me.”

Atemu’s face seemed to shift slightly as if he looked uncertain about the command before he submitted and turned just his eyes to the man before him. Sapphire eyes gazed into the unfamiliar territory of his possession, not knowing what to think as those alluring eyes were set upon him as he had commanded. Right then he knew he had been blessed with something.

“Do you like being a slave?” Seto asked trying to keep his mind off of the body in front of him.

“Do you like being a slave Master?” Crimson eyes bore into the man’s soul leaving him feeling slightly vulnerable, something the Knight hated more than anything.

“I am not a slave!” he hissed dangerously, narrowing his eyes.

But the slave was not affected by the tone or the harsh look. “I know about your people, Master, the Sarmatians. Your fathers had a pact with the Romans in exchange for their lives when your people were fighting for theirs. They, their sons and your sons will have to serve Rome until your freedom is won. Is that not, in a sense, a slave? I may be one of pleasure but you, Master, are one of war.”

“It was not my pact.”

“Yet, it affects you, Master, binds you against your will.”

The sound of skin against skin echoed off the walls of Seto’s chambers as the red print of his hand became apparent even with Atemu’s dark skin color. Seto breathed deeply through his nose, chest heaving with the anger he felt. How dare this slave say they were one and the same! He was a knight, respected among his peers, his comrades….

He was not a slave.

His dark blue eyes looked back at the one he had hit and widened slightly when he saw no tears, no movement, no emotion from Atemu. The only thing that had changed was those crimson eyes were no longer on him but back to the wall ahead.

“With that mouth of yours, I’m surprised you don’t have scars on you.”
“There are other ways of punishment that will not mar one’s skin, just one’s spirit, Master.”

“Yes, you would be less valued if your body was not perfect.”

“You are correct Master, I am nothing more than a object, a possession, a thing, to be bought, sold and used until death grants me freedom but unlike you, I have no battle field to grant me my wish.”

Even if those eyes were not looking at him, Seto could feel the other’s voice, words searching him, pulling out the truth in what was being said. Sighing as the anger slowly drained away, he turned from the kneeling slave and began to undo the knot in the cloth belt that held his robe together.

Just when he was about to shrug the material off, he felt two hands come over his shoulders, grasping the material and gently sliding it off of him, leaving him nude and ready for bed. Turning around, he spied his slave laying his robe over a chair, one of the few pieces of furniture he had in his room.

But when Atemu finally turned back towards him, crimson eyes trained ahead, not looking at anything, a strange feeling of guilt came over him when he saw the impressive red stain on the beautiful man’s cheek. Softening his eyes, Seto made to reach for Atemu, wanting to sooth the inflamed flesh, when the slave suddenly turned away and walked over to the small bag Seto had not noticed before.

Dropping his hand back down by his side, Seto watched as the crimson-eyed young man pulled out a small thin tan colored blanket and carefully spread it out on the cold stone floor in a corner of his room. Right when Seto was about to question his actions, Atemu reached behind him and with a flick of his fingers undid the clasp of simple white silk kilt.

Sapphire eyes widened slightly as the fluid cloth fell down shapely legs and gathered in a pool of rippled silk at the slave’s feet, leaving only brilliant gold accenting bronzed flesh. His mouth was suddenly dry as he let his eyes rake over the beautiful young man before him.

His body went on auto pilot as he stepped forward, closer to the slave that had been a gift to him and let one finger trail down the darkened flesh that covered the other’s spine, barely feeling the slight tensing of the muscles that surrounded it.

Leaning forward, Seto placed his mouth close to Atemu’s ear. “Your hands are still bound.” He snaked his arms around Atemu’s trim waist, relishing in the skin on skin contact the movement caused, as his nose was filled with the peaceful scent of roses that lingered off of Atemu’s body. With a flick of nimble fingers, he easily undid the chain that bound the two tanned hands together, almost moaning when his slightly hardened flesh was pressed into the slave’s toned back.

Unable to control himself, Seto let his mouth sample the graceful neck, nipping, kissing, caressing the flesh making a trail down to the junction of Atemu’s shoulder, gently biting down finally bringing a soft moan from the lips of the shorter man before the body before him tensed.

Confused, Seto pulled back slightly. Why was a slave, trained in the ways of pleasure, stiffening at his contact? Gently, he turned Atemu around in his arms, raising an eyebrow at those crimson eyes that stared directly at his chest, stoic features still in place even when Seto could feel the others arousal beginning to hardened against him.

Gently, he took Atemu’s chin into his hand and tugged it upwards, sighing when those eyes still looked elsewhere. “Look at me.”

Slowly, crimson eyes drifted upwards till they locked with piercing sapphire. Bronzed hands as soft as the finest silk, unmarred by years of pampered living, reached up with feather light touches and ghosted over pale battle scared skin. The pad of Atemu’s thumb brushed over one of Seto’s nipples, causing the Knight to gasp at the sensation, not realizing his body had become so sensitive in such a short time.

As Seto felt those hands start to ghost further down his body, he gently grabbed both bronzed hands in his own, pulling them up to his lips, placing chaste kisses on the palms of his hands.

Confusion shown clearly in those exotic eyes at the silent request for him to stop; “Master?”

“Why did you tense up when I touched you?”

Seto watched the inner battle that played in his slave’s mind, the need to keep his command and the pull of his human side to look away, to hide within himself at the answer.

“I…” the slave began with no more than a whisper as if he was only talking to himself. “I was taught never to feel while performing my duties.”

“I see…” Seto studied the young man before him, still gently holding both of the other’s hands in his own. Those bright fiery orbs were somewhat dimmed giving Seto the impression that he was a lost soul trapped in a swirling sea of emptiness.

Letting go of one of Atemu’s hands, Seto reached up and brushed the inflamed skin of his cheek with the back of his hand, his eyes never leaving the ones that were locked on him. “Forgive me.”

Crimson eyes widened a fraction, the only visible sign the slave’s Master received that he was stunned by his words. “There is nothing to forgive Master. I was the one that stepped out of my place. You punished me as is your right.”

“Hmm…” Seto smirked as the leaned his head down, his lips just a breath away from the tempting full lips of his slave. “I think that I would rather punish you in other ways. I will make you feel.”

With the end of those words, Seto closed the small space between them, almost sighing in bliss as their lips touched. He was gentle, still feeling the tense muscles beneath his hand that had traveled down the slave’s lean back. Sensing Atemu’s hesitation, he let his tongue tease the other’s full bottom lip, the softness of it like a newly opened rose petal, velvet and silk in a deadly combination.

Atemu pulled his other hand free of Seto’s grasp as he opened his mouth at his Master’s command, fully letting him dominate the action as he ghosted his fingers up the firm biceps of the Knight, till his fingers wrapped playfully into the long chestnut locks that rested above Seto’s broad shoulders.

Seto pulled back slightly, sapphire looked into cloudy half-lidded crimson eyes and mentally smirked before he crashed their lips back together in a passionate frenzy. Atemu was like molten hot lava, begging for an escape from the cold outer shell he had been forced into. So much passion from the slave hit Seto like a powerful eruption from a volcano that had been dormant too long causing the Knight to moan in response.

The submissively defiant creature in his arms broke the kiss and looked up at him on his own. “Go to bed Master and I will show you what you have received.”

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Next chapter should be up tomorrow.

Tagged

Mon, 27 Mar 2006 14:07:59 GMT

I blame whoever it was that tagged me.

a) Write down 7 things that piss you off.

1. 95% of the human race
2. American Government
3. Closemindedness
4. dogs under 40lbs
5. sucky paychecks
6. Taxes
7. "24/7 happiness"

b) Now 7 things that make you happy.

1. My son
2. My husband
3. My dogs
4. My dragons
5. Hot YGO yaoi stories
6. My computer
7. Alone/Quiet Time

c) 7 fun things that you wish you could get paid to do for a living.

1. Writing
2. Reading
3. Playing Playstation
4. Listening to music
5. Daydreaming
6. Sitting on my ass
7. Sleeping

d) Tag 7 people.

Tag yourself lol