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****** And In His Eyes Were Cyan ******
by NiftyBob [archived by HPFandom_archivist]
Summary
     Harry gets a letter from Sirius on his Seventeeth birthday and he has
     to take a trip to Australia. What awaits him there even Professor
     Trelawney couldnt predict. *There will be very slight incest, so be
     warned.*
Notes
     Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally
     archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial
     reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its
     works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I
     e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but
     may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this creator,
     please contact me using the e-mail address on HP_Fandom_collection
     profile.
***** Sweet Seventeen *****
Chapter One-Sweet Seventeen
 
On the eve of his birthday one Harry Potter was sitting by his window in his
aunt and uncle’s house awaiting the plethora of owls that would normally fly
through the window at midnight. Surely enough less than five minutes after the
clock struck twelve Harry counted five blotches of darkness in the night sky
flying towards his window.
/That’s weird, there’s an extra owl/
Harry opened his window and stepped aside barely fast enough for the closest
blur to not crash into him, a blur that he immediately recognized as Hedwig.
Dropping a package on his bed she immediately flew to her perch where she stood
tall to supervise over the other owls. One by one the owls came through,
dropping their letters and packages on the bed and landing where they could.
When the last owl flew in, one that Harry did not recognize, it simply held out
it’s legs for Harry to detach a letter and took flight once more.
Deciding to save the mysterious letter for later, Harry happily dove into his
pile of presents and started peeling off wrapping paper. The first package,
from Remus who had been holding onto Hedwig for a couple of days after
receiving his weekly correspondence from Harry, was a book titled “All You Need
to Know to Win at Quiditch” which held every strategy Harry had ever heard of,
and some he never knew existed.
Tearing into the second parcel he found another book, this one from Hermione,
reading the name Harry groaned.
/Why would I need a book about “How to Pass Your NEWTS”?/
The third package, that he knew could only be from Ron because Errol was still
clinging to the thing while passed out on the bed, contained a refill of broom
polish and a box full of WWW samples, obviously from Fred and George, a small
bouquet of flowers with a card that said “Love Ginny,” and a bag of floo powder
with instructions from Mrs. Weasley to go to Mrs. Figg’s house and floo to the
Burrow.
Recognizing the fourth package was easy to do because of the Hogwarts crest
stamped onto the back of the envelope. Opening the letter he found his usual
letter for school materials needed the next year, and with it a letter from
Hagrid stating that he was in Romania visiting his pet Dragon.
Now all that needed to be done was for Harry to read the last letter. Tearing
into it with overwhelming curiosity he found a letter from Gringotts Bank.
Mr. Harry Potter,
It is my duty to inform you that when your godfather left you his property in
his will, he also deposited a letter here at the bank for you to take hold of
on your coming of age birthday. Because I have to insure that the letter
reaches you personally, I would like to ask you to stop by the bank sometime in
the near future to personally pick up the letter, if that is not a possibility
please send someone you trust to the bank in you name with your vault key to
pick up the letter.
Cordially,
Head Goblin Berwyn
***** Sincerely Sirius *****

Author's notes: Harry gets a letter from Sirius on his seventeenth birthday and
he has to make a trip to Australia, what awaits him there is something that not
even Professor Trelawney would have seen. There will be slight incest. Be
warned.
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Chapter two- Sincerely, Sirius
So here he was sitting in Berwyn’s office underground at Gringotts bank reading
a letter his deceased godfather had written before his untimely death.
Harry
If you are reading this it means that I have not survived the second war.
Although I would love to be there to tell you this in person it seems that it
will be utterly impossible. So here it goes. You might want to sit down first.
Half way through her pregnancy you mother found out that she was not only with
child but she was with twins. Since your birth your parents knew that it was a
danger having you kids with them and were planning on sending you to live with
family, but it took some time to find people we could be sure we trusted.
On your first birthday your mother had come to the conclusion that for your
safety, and to make it harder for Voldemort to find you two. It was decided
that your brother would go to Canada to live with Patricia Evans your mother’s
distant cousin who was the only other in your mother’s family to be born with
the gift of magic.
You on the other hand were to be sent to Australia to live with James’ aunt
that lived in Melbourne. On the day of your departure it seems that behind all
the tears your father accidentally grabbed your brother and took him to
Australia and upon returning home was berated by your mother for taking the
wrong child.
She had not taken you to Canada because not only did she notice that you were
the wrong child but that you had a colic too, and she decided to keep you home
a couple more days to let you recover. Well two days later Voldemort found your
home and your parents were killed. The only ones who knew of your twin were
your parents and I, Remus and Poppy (who had helped deliver you) were
immediately obliviated.
I ask you now that if you are interested in finding your brother that you go to
the address of your aunt Josephine in Melbourne, but please wait until the war
is over because I have felt what it is like being thrown into a war you know
nothing about, and would strongly advise you spare your brother from the pain.
When Voldemort is killed go to 4465 Spencer Road in Southbank Melbourne. You
should be able to floo there by saying “Blue eyed caverns.”
I wish you the best of luck my precious godson, go and bring your brother home.
When you are reunited you will get the rest of the Black family fortune to help
you two through any misfortunes you might have financially. Please tell him of
me and of what you have heard of your parents.
To ensure that you have no problems enrolling him in Hogwarts take this letter
to the Headmaster and tell him the memory is waiting for him in the Order of
the Phoenix pensive.
Wishing you the best of luck always.
Sincerely,
Sirius
p.s. maybe I should have told you that your brother’s name was Cyan because he
inherited your father’s shockingly blue eyes.
***** Change of Plans *****

Author's notes: Chapter 3 is up!
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Chapter Three – Change of plans
To say Harry was surprised would be a grave understatement. After rereading the
letter four times he decided that it was authentic, especially after noticing
the Pawprint at the bottom right corner that said “Padfoot Loves You Kiddo.” He
thanked the goblin and made his way out of Gringotts, and made his way to the
Leaky Cauldron where he had stayed the night before, he needed to sleep on this
problem and since his school supplies were all dealt with he didn’t have
anything to do.
After taking a nap that lasted till the next morning, Harry knew what he was
going to do.
/Well since I killed Voldemort months ago, all I need to do now is go get my
brother back. I wonder if he knows about me? Did Sirius send him a letter too?
Was Sirius even his godfather? Oh well I guess the best thing to do is wait and
find out. /
So Harry spent the day packing a duffel bag full of clothes. Then he proceeded
to write letters. He sent one first to Mrs. Weasley thanking her for the offer
to stay and the floo powder, and he explained that he had something to do in
Australia and didn’t know when he would be back. He then attached a note for
Ron asking if he could leave his trunk at the Burrow until school started, and
if his mother would mind if he came over later in the summer with some company.
After the Weasleys’ letter was sent he then performed a copying charm on
Sirius’ letter and a note asking what would be required to enroll his brother
at Hogwarts to Headmistress McGonagal.
Then with baited breath Harry sat down and waited for his letters to be
replied.
 
~Sorry this chapter was so short, but I want the good stuff together. The next
one might be short too.
***** Blue Eyed Caverns *****

Author's notes: Chapter four is up!
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Chapter Four – Blue Eyed Caverns
The same day found Harry pacing back and forth awaiting his replies. The first
to arrive was from the Headmistress, stating that there was no problem, and
that she had attended a meeting between the Dumbledor and Sirius where he was
made aware of a big secret that Harry would come out with on his birthday. The
only thing that needed to be done now was to sort his brother, that is if he
accepted to continue his education at Hogwarts. So with that problem solved he
sat down to wait for his second letter.
/I wonder what the sorting hat is going to say. Will he be put in Grifindor
like I was or Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw? What if he gets put into Slytherin? Will
he like me? Will he be nice? I wonder how much he actually looks like me./
Harry tried to stop all the thoughts pouring into his head, but he couldn’t
stop them. Every time he tried a new question would pop into his head. But
before he knew it Hedwig was soaring through his window with a letter.
Harry Dear, you didn’t have to ask Ron if you could bring a friend, that was a
waste of parchment, it would be easier to just ask me wouldn’t it? Well don’t
worry you can floo your trunk here anytime you want and you can bring your
friend as long as you keep in mind that this is a respectable wizarding house.
Do keep in mind that we cannot have muggles on our property or they will be
obliviated every twenty seconds. And in case your friend is a young lady she
will have to stay in Ginny’s room during their stay. I wish you the best of
times in Australia.
With love,
Mrs. Weasley.
P.S. Did you notify the Headmistress that you were going?
 
Harry wasted no time in grabbing his pouch of floo powder and got on his hands
and knees to place a firecall to Mrs. Weasley.
After countless (in Harry’s opinion) minutes passed, with Harry explaining that
he couldn’t say why he was going to Australia, but hopefully they would soon
find out, he assured Mrs. Weasley that the extra guest would be in fact male.
When everything was settled he sent his trunk through and thanked her again,
pulling his head out of the fire. Harry made sure he had everything he needed,
and notified Tom that he would be leaving, he went to the main fire of the pub
threw in floo powder and shouted “BLUE EYED CAVERNS!”
***** Kai Kai Look! *****

Author's notes: Chapter 5 up. Positive and Negative reviews appreciated.
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Chapter Five – Kai-Kai Look!
When Harry reopened his eyes he was standing in the middle of a bon-fire on a
beach. Looking around he wondered how in the world he was supposed to find his
brother if the floo address Sirius gave him made him end up on a beach.
“’Lo there mate!” a cheery voice said from behind him.
“Um hi. Not to sound ignorant or anything but where the bloody hell am I?” was
Harry’s first response.
“You’re on Lycan Beach Mate, the only wizards’ beach in Australia. I’m guessing
you got here by shouting Blue Eyed Caverns, because that’s the floo address.
The bon-fire is the only fire in Melbourne connected to the floo so that’s why
you didn’t go to a home. So where do ya come from umm…”
“Harry, my name is Harry. I flooed here from London.”
“Oh another Brit! We keep getting you guys here, it seems that every other one
of you ask if this was the Adults’ Club Blue Bride’s Tavern. Seriously it’s
like they don’t know how to talk or something. Anyway it’s nice to meet ya
Harry, my name is John.”
Between peals of laughter Harry was able to gasp, “nice to meet you too John.”
“So Harry what brings you to our lovely city?”
“Well actually I’m just looking around. But would you by any chance know how I
can find Spencer Road?”
“’Course mate. You take that road, see over there, avoid the caverns that you
pass by the way, it’s the blue eyed land gryndylows that give the place it’s
name, then you take a right there on Toorak, pass Park square, that’ll be easy
to see, and it will be there on your right.”
“Okay thanks John, it was nice talking to you, maybe I’ll see you around for
another chat?”
“Alrightey then, have a good one mate.”
 
The first thing that Harry saw when he turned to go to the road was what seemed
to be a beach house, but was in fact a restaurant with a big plaque that said
“Creapy Waldren’s.” As if on queue Harry’s stomach gave a big grumble,
reminding him that even with all the excitement he had to eat.
Walking towards the restaurant he noticed that most of its occupants were
surfers, if all the surfboards lying around were any indication. Making his way
into the restaurant he ordered a hamburger and sat down to wait for his food.
Looking around the place someone at the table next to his caught his eyes.
Bending down to pick up what looked like a little girl, was the hottest person
he had ever seen, or at least the back of him. Harry had known of his
attraction to males since he came to terms with his crush on none other than
Draco Malfoy.
Straightening up Harry could see the well toned, bare back of the young man.
His tanned skin shining with excess sun-block but looking nothing but
appetizing. The man’s arm muscles unconsciously flexing with the strain of
picking up the child who instantaneously sent her little hands to ruffle the
already untidy mop of black hair. After a minute or so Harry heard the guy
whisper that he was going to put her down and she immediately clutched his neck
to her chest making the task impossible, but that was when she spotted Harry.
“Kai-Kai look! He looks exactly like you!”
***** Stalked By a Mirror *****

Author's notes: Chap. 6.
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Chapter Six – Stalked by a Mirror
Before the words could register in Harry’s mind, the body was turning around to
face him. What met his eyes blew his breath away.
“Lilly-Anne how many times do I have to tell you, you shouldn’t point? Now
where is this guy handsome enough to be deemed my twin?” the guy said without
taking his eyes from the little girl.
“Look right there next to your board!” Lilly-Anne was excited, being a young
seer she could never get her parents to believe that her dreams kept on coming
true, this was the one chance she would get to prove to them. She clearly
remembered the dream she had the night of her cousin’s seventeenth birthday,
and remembered telling him about the dream with all the details. She had
clearly seen him, and another him, hugging, and then they would disappear in a
fire. She thought the fire part was odd but seeing this other boy she knew
something exciting was about to happen.
That’s when she realized nothing was happening. Looking up from her minute of
being lost in thought, she saw that the identical men hadn’t done anything for
the past minute other than stare at each other wide-mouthed.
“Oh come on you big babies, just say something already, jeesh!” Lilly-Anne all
but screamed. “Oh hey there’s mommy!” with that she jumped from her cousin’s
arms and ran towards the door. “Mommy, Mommy! You wont believe what happened, I
told Cyan about a dream I had about there being two of him and now it came
true, see I told you.”
It took a second for Annabelle Potter to realize what her six-year-old daughter
had just said, and when she did, she fainted.
“Aunt Belle!” Within a second of his shout Cyan was crouching next to the
slumped form of his aunt. With a muttered “enervate,” she was staring into his
bright blue eyes.
“Is it true?” she whispered, “is he really here?”
“Is who here Aunt Belle?”
“Harry. Is he here?”
With the mention of his name Harry couldn’t help but step forward, that was the
confirmation he needed to know he had found his brother.
“Umm, hi, I’m Harry.”
Standing up on her suddenly stronger legs Annabelle pulled Harry to her with a
force that would tie if not break the notorious Weasley bear hug. Harry, not
knowing what to do, cautiously brought his arms up to wrap around the woman who
was now mumbling incoherently into his shoulders.
“Aunt Belle, it’s okay, calm down, just stand back and explain this all to us,”
Cyan whispered while trying to pull his aunt from the stranger.
“Who sent you? I heard that Sirius died. How did you know? How did you find us?
Oh look at you, you’ve grow so much, my baby! The last time I saw you, you were
in diapers.” She finally realized that she wasn’t giving Harry a chance to talk
or even breathe, so she stepped back and just looked at him with fond eyes.
“Maybe we should sit down and you can both explain to me who in the world Harry
is and why he looks exactly like me. What do you think?” Cyan asked with
nothing short of absolute sarcasm.
So they made their way back to the table where Cyan and Lilly-Anne were
previously sitting, and after ordering a round of root beers, sat down to talk.
Annabelle was the first one to speak, “Lills why don’t you go play some arcade
games sweetheart?”
“But mommy, I want to know too, and besides I don’t have any money for the
arcade, the fishes ate all of my Galleons.” Lilly-Anne replied with a smirk.
“Young lady, how many times do I have to tell you that you do not go surfing,
or even swimming for that matter with money?” Annabelle all but growled at her
daughter, after seeing the look on her daughter’s face, she decided to take it
easy on her. “Here take ten Galleons and I don’t want to see you over here
until they’re gone.”
Taking the queue to leave, Lilly-Anne all but ran towards the games, afraid of
getting in more trouble than she could cute her way out of. When she
disappeared Annabelle turned to the two young men who had not taken their eyes
from each other since they had sat down.
“Okay where should we start? Because I know when I look into a mirror my
clothes are usually the same as what I’m wearing.” Said Cyan.
***** Meeting your self *****

Author's notes: Chap 7 Ladies and Gents
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Chapter Seven – Meeting Yourself
Annabelle was the first one to speak, not knowing where to start she simply
asked, “Harry dear, why don’t you tell us how you found us in the first place?”
“Well I got a letter from Sirius two days ago, a letter that was to be
delivered into my hands on my seventeenth birthday.”
“Can we see the letter sweet heart?” Annabelle asked, cautious to not invade on
the boy’s privacy.
“Sure, umm…”
“You can call me aunt Belle hun,” and with that Harry pulled out the letter and
handed it to Belle.
Cyan immediately scooted closer to his aunt reading the letter over her
shoulder. Because her eyes had been clouded with tears, Cyan was able to finish
reading before Belle. Turning to his brother he asked, “Are you really my
twin?”
/Wow, I’m starting to reconsider the twin thing. He looks nothing like me. He’s
absolutely gorgeous. Look at the muscles, and the eyes. His eyes are so
captivating. Why couldn’t I get those genes? I would like nothing better than
to grab him…/
Taken by surprise, because he had been lost in his thoughts, Harry shook his
head violently and answered, “Well it sure seems like it, no?”
“Wow,” said Cyan.
“I know, you should have seen my reaction when I first read the letter,” said
Harry chuckling.
/I can’t believe I was thinking that! What’s wrong with me? I cant like my twin
brother!/
“Maybe I should’ve introduced myself properly. Hi, I’m Cyan,” he said sticking
out his hand to be shaken.
“Well nice to finally meet you Cyan. Even though I still can’t believe this is
happening.”
“Well it appears to be happening dear brother, so shall we grab some food and
go back to my place so we can hear the stories?” Cyan asked with a challenging
smirk.
/Oh gods, he looks as good as Malfoy with that smirk! STOP IT POTTER!/
Snapping out of his thoughts, he replied, “sure thing.”
So grabbing their food to go, and dragging Lilly-Anne from the games, (she
still had two galleons left, and was under strict orders to waste them all),
they made their way to 4465 Spencer Road.
***** My Past *****

Author's notes: Chap. 8 up.
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Chapter Eight – My Past
The house was a small humble place, where it gave Harry the feeling that if
they wished they could buy a mansion but preferred to live like the normal
people in the town. After sitting down to eat, and Annabelle explaining all she
could about why James and Lilly had left the twins to be raised by other
people. Harry came to the conclusion, that this was something that could have
happened to anybody, and the love of their parents had given at least one of
them a happy childhood.
Taking her leave with the excuse that she had promised Lilly-Anne a game of one
on one beach quidditch, Annabelle left the boys to talk. Cyan being the brave
soul that he was spoke first, “Um, so how did you grow up Harry?”
Not wishing to tell the stories of his entire childhood Harry said, “I learned
this great spell at the end of last year, purely by accident, it’s supposed to
let you see everything and anything in a person’s mind. From their reality, to
their fantasies. I also learned a spell that can block out some parts of the
other so that the person only sees the reality, no fantasies, dreams, or
nightmares. I think it’s easier than spending a lot of time talking, what do
you say?”
“Sounds good to me, mate. So who goes first?”
“Well how about I go first, so you know that I’m not trying to hex you or
anything?” With the nod of consent he received from his brother, Harry
brandished his wand, “Okay when I say the spell on myself it’s up to you to say
the other one, the one you’re going to say is ‘Soltanto Realtá’, okay here we
go.” Putting his wand to his temple Harry muttered “Riveli La Mente.”
He faintly heard what sounded like his voice say the other spell, and next
thing he knew, it felt like he was inside a pensieve, with his brother standing
next to him. With sad eyes he saw his life flash before him, from Dumbledor
dropping him off on his aunt’s porch, the years he spent under the stairs in a
small little cupboard, being made a house-elf at the age of six, to his
Hogwarts years, and finally the final battle. Thinking it was over, Harry
closed his eyes not wanting to watch as tears streamed down his brother’s face.
That was when he heard it. It sounded like…
/Wait, I’m sure that was a moan./
Opening his eyes wide in surprise he almost fainted at what he saw. It seemed
that his mind felt the need to show his brother, the first time he had decided
to pleasure himself. Thinking of every possible way that he could pull him, and
Cyan from this particular moment, it didn’t come to him until his past self was
almost on the brink of completion, that was when he heard Cyan clearly say,
“Finite Incantatem.”
Relieved to not have to witness what he knew happened seconds after the memory
was stopped, he gave into the blush that was spreading stealthily through his
face down to his toes. Looking up ashamed, he noted that his brother had dried
his face, and was now smirking teasingly at him.
“Should I be surprised I didn’t see that earlier in the mini-clip?”
Blushing to a color that would rival his best friend’s hair Harry replied,
“well with having a wizarding world to save, one usually doesn’t indulge in
self-pleasuring, because of the guilt that would come with said pleasure,
because one could be learning defensive, and especially offensive spells that
could help one survive the STUPID WAR” finishing his rant, Harry realized that
he had progressively started to shout, and instinctively mumbled out an
apology.
Before he knew it he was in his brother’s arms, with comforting, yet apologetic
words being murmured into his ears, giving into the need, he burst out crying
on the shoulder drenching it in a matter of seconds. When he pulled back he was
surprised to see that Cyan had been crying too. Standing up Cyan grabbed Harry
by the hand and dragged him to his private bathroom where he turned on the sink
and washed his face, drying it while Harry did the same.
With the evidence of tears gone from their faces, the boys left the bathroom
and went to Cyan’s room.
“Okay, I guess it’s time for you to see my past,” Cyan said while unsheathing
his wand.
And the two boys sat down on the bed facing each other, each saying their
respective spells.
***** Your Past *****

Author's notes: Chap 9.
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Chapter Nine – Your Past
Still not used to the feeling of being inside a pensieve, it took Harry a
second to realize what had happened. Then he saw his brother as a young child,
running down the beach trying to catch a Frisbee and next thing he knew his
brother was a little bit older and he had just been bitten by a crab swimming,
then it flashed to Cyan waxing his first surfboard, and Cyan going to a small
school (not boarding like Hogwarts). Next thing he knew he was at a hospital,
but his brother wasn’t hurt because he was sitting anxiously in a chair, when
the same man who had thrown the Frisbee came out with a pink bundle in his
hands, and told Cyan that he had a little baby cousin and they named her Lilly-
Anne after his mother and hers.
Next thing Harry knew he was thrown into a nightclub where he could see his
brother provocatively dancing with a female on each side. He was wondering how
this memory got into the bunch, because the spell was designed to show the most
memorable events. When he looked back to where the past Cyan was he saw the boy
being pulled into a breathtaking kiss by one of the girls.
/Well that answers that question, now we know why this one showed up./
But being lost in his thoughts again he didn’t see the past Cyan push the girl
away and growl, “what part of gay don’t you understand bitch?”
The next memory would forever be branded into his mind, looking around it was
obviously Cyan’s room, and on the twin size bed, was Cyan on his back, with a
panting blonde raising and dropping himself onto Cyan’s obviously well endowed
arousal. Having no problem remembering the spell this time, Harry all but
shouted, “Finite Encantatem!”
Blushing even more than he had when Cyan had seen his memory, Harry looked down
at his hand that was white from gripping his wand so tight. He didn’t really
come to his senses until he heard his brother’s voice.
“Do you usually look sun-burnt when you are embarrassed about something? Or
were you bothered by it?” Cyan asked with a hint of amusement and worry, then
continued before Harry could answer, “Should I have told you about my
preferences before hand? I didn’t think that you would find out about my being
gay this way.”
Not looking like his confident self, Cyan lowered his head in shame. But
hearing his brother still talking to him immediately calmed him down.
“Oh no, it’s not that, I’m of the same preference. It’s the imagery that came
with that memory. The guy looked much like my crush, and I’ve had a dream that
looked exactly like what we just saw.”
Laughing with his brother, Cyan said, “well, lets take a break and go down to
the beach. There is nothing like watching an Australian sunset.” And with that
the two boys were off.
***** The Donkey? *****

Author's notes: Chap 10 is up.
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Chapter Ten – The Donkey?
After the sun had set, the two simply sat there on the sand talking. Telling
each other what made each of them. Their favorite music, food, pastimes, and
talking of their friends and enemies, their past relationships, and their
current crushes. When Cyan saw that it was getting late, he asked if they
should start heading home.
“Wait, before we go I want to ask you something,” Harry said softly.
“Okay, sure thing, what do you want to know?”
“Well,
Idontwanttogetseparatedknowthatiknowyousowillyoucomebacktoenglandwithme?”
“I’m sorry I didn’t catch any of that mate, what did you say?”
“I love the feeling of having a brother, I’ve never had family before, well I
did, but the Dursleys don’t really count for anything. What I said was if you
would like to go back to England with me? I have a house that we could live in
after graduation, oh yeah you would have to come to school with me, in
Scottland, but you’d love it there. And then we could find a place, or try to
restore our parent’s house, no that would be too weird, no? Or we could live in
Sirius’ house, you know our God father…” Harry was talking so fast that he
didn’t hear his brother saying his name over and over again.
Taken by surprise when a hand all of a sudden clamped down on his mouth, Harry
looked up wide-eyed and noticed that his brother had a look of irritation on
his face. Removing his hand from Harry’s mouth Cyan was about to speak when
Harry said, “Oh I knew you wouldn’t want to go, I’m sorry I even asked. Don’t
worry I won’t stay till tomorrow, we’ll go get my stuff and then I can find my
way back to the floo, don’t…”
“HARRY! SHUT UP AND LISTEN!”
Harry couldn’t help but shut his mouth, he knew now that his brother was mad at
him, and he felt really bad about it.
“Harry, I would love to go to England…”
“You would!?!”
“Yes you dolt!”
“Oh sorry, go on.”
“I’ve always wanted to go there, because since I could remember Aunt Belle, and
Uncle John have told me that I was born there. It’s always been a dream to go
see my birthplace, now I can. Living there a year wouldn’t be a problem for me,
but I don’t know how we’re going to get me into your school. I hate the school
here, so that’s also not a problem…”
“Oh don’t worry about the registration, I’ve already talked to the
Headmistress, and she sent me an owl saying that the only thing left for you to
do if you consent to finishing your education at Hogwarts was to be sorted, and
I think she is going to owl your current school for your transcripts.”
“I see you started without me, it sounds all good. So what do I need for life
in England?”
“Don’t worry I went shopping under strict orders from Hermione, remember I told
you about her, and I just got new clothes. Another handy spell I learned lets
you duplicate anything you want, as much as you want.”
“Well that solves that problem, and me buying my books.”
“So you really want to go?”
“Yes Harry.” And with that the two brothers jumped up and hugged each other
fiercely before setting off for Cyan’s soon to be old house.
 
After explaining his decision to Annabelle and John (who had come home from
work and fainted at seeing two Cyans), they both understood and welcomed Cyan’s
decision to go with Harry. Annabelle then prepared a celebratory dinner, as a
goodbye to Cyan, with enough food to feed an army, and with everyone stuffed
with food, they all went to bed.
The next morning Harry, who had slept in the guest bedroom, awoke to a lot of
rustling. Getting out of bed he made his way to the hallway where Cyan was
pacing from his room to the study, with armfuls of belongings. When he passed
Harry five times and didn’t notice, Harry decided to cough to get his
attention. Coming abruptly to a halt, he eyed Harry’s even bed-head hair, and
bare chest.
*Wow he does look exactly like me. If that’s what I look like when I’m
shirtless, no wonder why I always have girls clinging onto me. CYAN STOP! Do
you hear yourself?!?*
“Um, good morning Harry.” He said tentatively.
“Good morning. Packing already?”
“Yeah. Did you sleep goo…”
Annabelle who had come up to the hallway, intent on waking Harry, interrupted,
“Did you just ask if he was packing already? He’s more excited than when he got
that mysterious Firebolt for Christmas four years back. He woke up so early, I
swear I heard him rustling around at four this morning.”
“Oh shut up, this is the biggest thing to happen to me since the Firebolt. And
unless you didn’t read the card, you should remember that it was from my
godfather.”
“You got one too?” Harry asked bewildered.
“’Course mate, cant have him spoiling just you can we?” Cyan laughed.
“Well finish packing and we’ll set off for the Burrow,” Harry said, then seeing
the clueless look on Cyan’s face added, “it’s where we’ll be spending the rest
of the summer.”
“I’m sorry did you just say we were going to be spending the rest of the summer
at a place called the Donkey?”
“No, I said we were going to be spending it at the Burrow, what in the blazes
are you talking about?”
“Oh Burrow. I thought you had said Burro. Scared me for a second there. I was
not going to a place called the Donkey.”
Between catching his breath, and drying his tears of laughter, Harry was able
to gasp that he was going to get some breakfast. Going back to the task at
hand, Cyan was able to limit the things he was bringing to one trunk load,
having gotten permission to leave the rest of his belongings in his room, for
if he returned. Taking his trunk he dragged it downstairs, and the proceeded to
go find the family.
 
After saying his proper goodbyes to friends and family, and the beach, the
sand, and everything he had come to love about his life in Australia, Cyan and
Harry were ready to go. Dropping some Floo powder into the bon fire, Harry
called up Mrs. Weasley.
“Harry dear, how nice to see you! How are you liking Australia?”
“I simply adore it here, but it seems as if it’s time to go back. Is this a
good time for me to come over, or should I go back to the Leaky Cauldron for a
couple of days?”
“Oh don’t be silly dear, it’s never a bad time to have you here. Is your friend
coming now too?”
“Yes Mrs. Weasley, but first we need to send another trunk.”
“Sure thing dear, I’ll go get Ronald and tell him to take the trunk and set up
two of the cots.”
“Thank you so much Mrs. Weasley.”
“Watch out, the trunk is coming through.” Turning back he pushed in Cyan’s
trunk and turned to say his final goodbyes to the family. When everyone
including Lilly-Anne was accounted for, he decided to send Cyan first, hoping
he wouldn’t accidentally say The Burro.
***** The Burrow *****

Author's notes: Chap 11
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Chapter Eleven – The Burrow
Remembering not to say the Burro, Cyan spun through the floo network until he
was thrown out into an unknown kitchen. Without a chance to even pick himself
up, he was grabbed into a fierce hug.
“Oh Harry dear, it’s so nice to see you! You’ve grown look at you,” came the
shrill cry of the strange woman.
“Um, I’m not…”
“How did the muggles treat you this year? I hope they were good to you.”
“I didn’t liv…”
“Oh but you still need some nourishing, you’re a growing boy after all!”
“Please stop!”
“Oh dear, I’m sorry you’ve been trying to tell me something haven’t you? Oh
sweetheart you should have just stopped me. What were you trying to say?”
“What he was trying to say, Mrs. Weasley, was that he wasn’t Harry,” Harry
spoke for his brother, wanting to surprise his surrogate family.
“WHAT IN THE BLAZES IS GOING ON HERE?” Bewildered beyond all else, Mrs. Weasley
pulled out her wand in a flash, and before they knew what was happening, she
let out two identical shouts of “STUPEFFY!”
“Mum, what’s going on?” asked Ron walking into the room for the first time.
Seeing two of his best friend, shocking him into stupidity, “Wha, wha, uh,
mum?”
“Ronald, I knew Harry was flooing here, but it never occurred to me that he
would be watched by an impostor. I don’t know which one he is. Do you have a
clue on how we could test for the real Harry?” she asked while magically
binding each Potter into a kitchen chair. “Ronald, this is not the time to
stand there and look stupid! How do we find out which is Harry!?”
“Well we could always ask about his Patronus,” her son finally said.
“Oh that’s brilliant,” she said turning back to the boys, “enervate, enervate.
Now which one of you is Harry?”
“I am Mrs. Weasley.” Harry said from his chair.
“How do I know that?” she simply replied.
“Because my eyes are green, and always have been,” he said assuring.
“Well you could have just gotten contacts to make your eyes blue. You know the
muggle contraptions that make your eyes a different color. Or make you see
without the need of glasses.” Cyan said.
“You are not helping!” Harry said, looking at his brother, then noticing his
best friend in the corner, “Ron! You’re my best friend, surely you can think of
a way to prove that I’m who I say I am.”
“Fine. What form does your Patronus take?” Ron said, speaking for the first
time since the boys were enervated.
“A stag.” Harry said confidently.
“Well that’s Harry. Should I call the Aurors to come get the impostor?” Ron
asked his mother.
“NO! Ron, this is my brother.” Harry said alarmed.
“You don’t have siblings, and especially none that look that much like you.”
“No, you don’t understand. Remember how I asked if I could bring someone with
me?” with an affirmative nod, he continued. “Well I got a letter that Sirius
had deposited at Gringotts, and it told me to go find my twin brother, that my
parents sent to Australia when we were babies.”
Fred and George had walked into the room, just fast enough to hear Harry state
that he had a twin.
“Did you hear that Forge?”
“Sure did Gred!”
“Our Harry…”
“Has a twin…”
“This has got to be…”
“The most exciting thing…”
“To happen since…”
“The Tri Wizard Tournament!”
“STOP IT YOU TWO!” their mother snapped.
“Sorry…”
“Mum.”
“Now off you boys go, I need to talk to Harry and his brother alone.” She said.
“Aww Muumm…”
“NOW! Oh stop smirking Ronald you’re going too.”
Opening his mouth to protest that he had every right to hear what his best
friend had to say, he quickly shut it at the vice glare being sent his way.
Rushing out of the room, he quickly went to grab a pair of extendable ears.
 
*****
Turning back to the identical Potters, she quickly un-bound them, and set to
preparing three cups of tea. When she had everything on the table, she sat down
to talk.
“So Harry, why don’t you introduce me to this handsome young man?” she said,
causing both to blush.
And an afternoon of stories, and explanations commenced. Well, it took an
afternoon, because the three kept on being interrupted by Weasleys. Some were
arriving home, others were going to the back yard, and it seemed that everyone
had a terrible thirst that made them make their way into the kitchen every five
minutes. When all the Weasleys, well at least all the ones still living at
home, were home, everyone was congregated into the back yard for the summary of
how Harry came to have a twin brother, and to welcome Cyan into the extended
family.
***** Twins All the Way *****

Author's notes: Chap 12
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Chapter Twelve – Twins all the way
After the long explanations, and the welcome dinner/feast that Mrs. Weasley
prepared, everyone went to bed. Ironically, because the twins weren’t living at
home anymore, Mrs. Weasley offered for Harry and Cyan to share their room that
had been cleared from all the excess joke shop junk. Accepting, to let Ron have
his room to himself, the two boys went and got ready for bed.
As Harry changed, Cyan went to the bathroom where he brushed his teeth and used
the bathroom for the final time that day, then switched activities with his
brother. After getting all ready, the two laid down for some much needed sleep.
“So Harry, what’s it like to have a brother?”
“Well, now I know why the Weasleys prize family so much. It feels great to know
that you share something with someone.”
“I know what you mean. I always felt distant with Aunt Belle and Uncle John,
even when they insisted that I was like the son they never had.”
“Yeah.”
“So what kind of pranks are we going to pull on the school before they find out
you have a twin?”
“Wow, Sirius would have loved you.” Harry said with a laugh.
“Well thank you, thank you. But you know what’s bothering me?”
“No, what?”
“People are going to know it’s not you right away because of my eyes, and I
have different glasses.”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. What do you want to do?”
“I don’t know, I’ll think of something though, don’t worry.”
“Mmmkay. I’ll hold you to it. Goodnight Cyan.”
“Goodnight Harry.”
“Wow that’s weird.”
“What’s weird?”
“Hearing myself say goodnight to me.”
“Goodnight.” Cyan said with a laugh, and reached to turn off the lamp.
*****
The next morning…
“Harry, Harry!”
“What, what?”
“Wake up, I have the greatest solution to our problem, but we have to do it
today, because school starts tomorrow.”
“Okay genius, what is your plan?”
“Do you know somewhere we can go and get our eyes fixed?”
“Umm…Diagon Alley?”
“Uh yeah sure. Anyway, my plan was, we get our eyes fixed and then we each go
and get contacts the color of each other’s eyes!”
“You’re bloody brilliant! I could just kiss you right now.” When Harry realized
what he’d said, he ran out of the room, muttering something about asking
permission to go to Diagon Alley.
“Well that was odd. Might as well start getting ready, no?”
So Cyan went about, and retrieved his clothes for the day, took a shower, and
went downstairs for breakfast. Harry, who had already eaten his breakfast, and
gotten permission to go to Diagon Alley, rushed upstairs to get ready. When he
went to retrieve Ron, he found him being pinned to the bed by an eager
Hermione.
“BLAZES PEOPLE! I could have been Mrs. Weasley!”
With a startled yelp the two jumped from each other. Then coming to her senses
Hermione rushed forward and pulled Harry into a hug.
“Oh Harry, I heard about everything! This is so exciting. Do you think you two
would go out on a date with the Patil twins?”
“Oh, no, no, no, no, Hermione, no set ups. Remember that little rule?”
“Oh, fine. A girl can dream cant she?”
“Not about this you cant,” said Cyan walking into the room. “Hi I’m Cyan. You
must be the brilliant Hermione.”
“Well I wouldn’t say brilliant, but it’s nice to meet you Cyan,” Hermione
replied with a blush.
“Well are we all ready to go to Digimon Alley?”
“It’s Diagon, and yes everyone that’s going at least,” Hermione said with a
giggle.
And off they were to Digimon (scratch that), Diagon Alley.
*****
Making their way out of “Corneas Are We” the optometry place where Harry and
Cyan had their eyes magically repaired, and had also paid an extra two galleons
to properly learn a charm that could turn your eyes to any color you desired.
The teens set off to the Leaky Cauldron for lunch.
After a lively discussion over a light lunch, Hermione and Ron took off to buy
books, but Harry and Cyan said that they would head back to the Burrow, and
that lunch was on them.
“Cyan, didn’t you say you wanted to buy an owl?”
“Yes. Is there a place I can look for one around here?”
“There is a magical menagerie across the street, why don’t you go ahead, and
I’ll go pick up the tab?”
“Sure thing, see you in a couple of minutes.”
“Okay.”
Making his way to the bar, Harry failed to notice a head of silver-blonde hair
just outside the door, and his brother just kept on walking towards it.
***** Stalker *****

Author's notes: Chapter 13
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Chapter Thirteen – Stalker
Without thinking that there might be someone on the other side of the door,
Cyan pushed the door open only to have it slam right into some kind of barrier.
Opening the door again more cautiously, he saw a blonde boy that had obviously
been knocked off of his feet.
Looking up, Draco was about to start berating Potter for his reckless behavior
when Potter stuck out his hand and said, “Oh I’m sorry gorgeous, I didn’t see
you there, here, let me help you up.”
Pulling the stunned blonde to his feet, Cyan then proceeded to pass him and
make his way to the menagerie, leaving a speechless Draco behind.
Deciding that it had to be an illusion, Draco turned around and made his way
into the Leaky Cauldron, where he was supposed to meet his mother from her day
of shopping. Making his way to one of the back tables where they usually sat,
he walked with his superior Malfoy look at full blast, until someone walked
right into him.
*****
Putting away his change, Harry wasn’t looking up when he walked right into
someone. Looking up, he groaned. /Damn, of all the people I had to run into,
and make a fool out of myself in front of, it had to be Draco./
“Watch where the blazes you’re going Potter!” Draco said. “Wait…Potter? What
the bloody hell is going on? Are you stalking me?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Malfoy. If I were you I’d go to St.
Mungo’s and get checked out.”
“I’m not crazy, you imbecile!”
“Prove it. You think I’m stalking you. That must imply something isn’t right in
that pretty little blonde head of yours.” /Oh gods did I just say that?!?/
“Pretty little blonde what? Potter do you fancy me?”
“No! I mean…gods Draco you’re going to make me late!”
“Oh fine. Ignore me Potter.”
“I plan on doing just that.” And with that Harry left, making his way towards
the Menagerie.
*****
“Harry, look at this owl,” said Cyan soon as Harry stepped foot into the store.
“Wow, that looks exactly like the opposite of my Hedwig,” Harry said with
fascination, looking at the black owl with spots of white on the wings.
“This is what I’m going to get.” Cyan said walking up to the counter.
“Is that all for you today, sir?” said the young girl behind the counter. With
an affirmative nod, she proceeded to ring up the total. When everything was
paid for, Harry politely asked if they could use her floo.
“Why are we using the floo in here?” Cyan asked. “Didn’t we use the one in the
Leaky Cauldron to get here?”
“Yeah, there is someone I want to avoid at all costs right now in there.”
“Why? Come on let’s just go there.”
Leaning in to whisper in his brother’s ear, Harry muttered, “Well I want to
save the whole surprise for school. He is going to freak when he finds out.”
“Oh, okay. You little devil.”
With permission from the girl, the two flooed back to the Burrow.
*****
“So Harry are you ready for school?” Cyan asked.
“Yeah, I can’t wait! I just want to see Malfoy’s face.”
“Oh I forgot to tell you. Earlier at Diagon alley, I ran into the most gorgeous
blonde I have ever seen.”
“Really? Who was he?”
“I don’t know, I forgot to ask his name.”
/Oh gods, could it be Malfoy?/
“What did he look like?” asked Harry curiously.
“Well he had the sexiest body, and a head of gorgeous silvery blonde hair. And
the most beautiful silver-blue eyes I have ever seen in my life.”
/Well it’s most definitely Draco. Wait did I just say Draco. Malfoy, Harry,
Malfoy!/
His thoughts were interrupted by Cyan, “Well I cant wait to see if he goes to
Hogwarts.”
“Yeah, I guess we’ll see. Anyone else catch your eyes?”
“No, not really.”
*****
“HARRY! HEADMISTRESS MCGONNAGAL IS CALLING YOU.”
Running down the steps at top speed Harry almost crashed into the fireplace.
“Headmistress, how can I help you?” Harry asked breathless.
“Well Harry, I talked with Mrs. Weasley, and we both agree that you and Cyan
would do better by coming here today instead of catching the train with the
rest of the kids tomorrow morning. It would facilitate things, and we could
sort him instead of doing it with the first-years. What do you think about
that?”
“Hold on a second. CYAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNN!”
A minute later, the boys were agreeing to floo to Hogwarts that very night.
Gathering all of their stuff, the boys were off, to the place where they would
spend the rest of the year.
***** Slytherin *****

Author's notes: Chap. 14 up.
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Chapter Fourteen – Slytherin
Coming out of the fireplace in the late Headmaster’s office, brought back some
painful memories for Harry, but he pushed them aside. Turning to his brother
and McGonnagal, who were already deep into introductions, he sat down in one of
the chairs in front of the table and out of habit took a Lemon Drop. McGonnagal
noticed this, she also noticed the immediate drop in Harry’s mood after
realizing what he’d done. Trying quickly to change the topic she said.
“So boys, why doesn’t the hat sort Cyan while the houselves take your stuff
Harry, then they can take his too.”
“Sure,” both boys said.
Getting up to grab the hat, soon as the professor turned it hit Harry like a
rock to the head. “Oh goodness what are we going to do if you get sorted into
another house?”
“I don’t know, I don’t really want to spend the year really far away from you,
we still need to know a lot about each other.”
Turning to the Headmistress Harry asked, “Professor, is there a way that Cyan
and I could have our own rooms?”
“Sorry Harry, although it would be a marvelous idea, it’s against the rules,
which state that every student must stay in one of the original houses.”
“Okay, now I ask you if it is okay to sometimes have him over to spend the
night at Grifindor tower.”
“I don’t see why not. I know for a fact that the Patil twins often have
sleepovers, but I’m afraid that I cant set a permanent bed in the dorms, so it
is up to you boys to either enlarge the bed when you spend the night, or
transfigure something into an extra bed.”
“Deal!” said both boys excitedly.
“Okay Cyan I just need you to put on this hat and we’ll know if you’re going to
need each other’s passwords.”
Putting the hat on his head, Cyan sat patiently and waited for it to decide,
seconds later, the slit on the hat opened wide and shouted “SLYTHERIN!”
“Oh dear,” said Headmistress McGonnagal, “Harry I just want you to be careful
when you go visit him,” with an affirmative nod from the boy she continued,
“okay boys, I guess it’s time to say goodnight, the password to Grifindor is
Perilous Plunge, and the one for Slytherin is The Silver Bullet. Now I bid you
goodnight, and it is up to you when you wan to go to bed and if you want to go
to the feast tomorrow.”
With muttered goodbyes, the two Potters made their way out of the office, once
outside Harry turned to Cyan, “So what do you want to do first, it’s only six
in the afternoon, I can show you around, introduce you to people, or we can go
take a swim with the squid.”
“Although the squid sounds extremely fun,” said Cyan with sarcasm, “I wan to
see this place first, so that I don’t get lost tomorrow.”
****
After walking around and showing Cyan every possible place Harry could imagine,
from the quiditch pitch, and the forbidden forest, to their classrooms, and the
room of requirement, which interested Cyan to no end. After describing what the
room does, Harry let Cyan try out the room. Walking three times past the wall,
Cyan looked up and saw a door. Walking up he opened the door just enough so
that he could see what lay inside. A bed, and about every accessory someone
would need for extremely kinky sex. Stepping back embarrassed, Cyan closed the
door before Harry could look inside and said, “Why don’t you show me our common
rooms?”
“Yeah that’s a good idea,” Harry said, “we’ll start off with mine because we’re
closer to the tower anyway, then we’ll make our way down to the dungeons and I
can show you yours.”
Making their way to Grifindor, Harry saw the picture of the Fat Lady and
indicated that she guarded the entrance to the common room. Cyan getting the
clue stepped up and said “Perilous Plunge,” and the Fat Lady opened up to admit
them entrance.
Looking around in amazement Cyan muttered a “Wow,” before turning to Harry and
asking, “So where’s your room, I cant wait to see if your bed is comfortable.”
Harry blushed at the innuendo and turned to make his way up to the seventh
year’s dormitory. Seeing his trunk, he went and laid down on his bed while Cyan
looked around the room and the bathroom. Finally making his way back to his
twin, Cyan pounced on Harry making them both roll off the bed and onto the
floor. Shocked for a second, then Harry began to laugh like he hadn’t done
since Sirius’ death. Picking himself up off of the floor, Harry gave Cyan a
hand and asked, “shall we go see where you will be spending the year with the
other sneaky snakes?”
“Umm…sure,” Cyan said with a note of confusion.
“Don’t worry about it,” Harry said with a laugh, noting how confused his
brother was at the snake comment.
*****
After a deep exploration of Slytherin territory the boys were now laying down
on Cyan’s bed looking up at the canopy of the bed. Harry was the first to
speak, “So do you want to go to the welcoming feast tomorrow?”
“I don’t know, what usually happens?”
“Well they sort the first years and then we eat our hearts out.”
“That sounds boring.”
“Why don’t we come back here and have diner instead of going up to the Great
Hall, and we’ll play some games, then you can go up to your room and I’ll see
you the next day at breakfast?”
“Sounds good to me.”
The boys never noticed when they fell asleep that night, still on Cyan’s bed.
But they sure knew when they woke up the next morning. It was to an inhuman
shriek.
Jumping out of bed and pulling his wand reflexively, Harry pointed his wand at
the intruder only to notice that it was Dobby wide eyed and clawing at his
ears.
“Oh no, Oh no, Mr. Harry Potter has been Pollyjuiced. Bad wizards, Pollyjuice.
Which is real Mr. Harry Potter?”
Noticing the distraught elf Harry chuckled and said “Dobby it’s me. That’s my
twin brother Cyan.”
“Mr. Harry Potter has twin?”
“Yes Dobby.”
“Why Mr. Harry Potter not tell Dobby sir?” the elf asked with a hint of
sadness.
“Well I really didn’t know until this summer Dobby.”
“Oh,” the elf said with understanding, “Nice to meet you Mr. Harry Potter twin
Cyan.”
“You can just call me Cyan,” he replied chuckling, “Your name’s Dobby right?”
“Yes sir,” the elf said excitedly, delighted that the brother of the great
Harry Potter remembered his name so soon. “Would sirs like some breakfast?”
“Yes, that would be great Dobby,” replied Cyan.
And with a pop the elf was gone.
*****
Far away at Malfoy Manor, a certain blonde couldn’t fall asleep. Every time he
closed his eyes a pair of beautiful emerald eyes would appear, making him snap
them back open.
[I can’t believe I made Potter run away like that. We didn’t even get to fight
today. But then I don’t really want to fight with him, I want his tongue put to
better use, like snogging me senseless.]
Shaking his head out of his thoughts, Draco got up to choose what he would wear
tomorrow, it was his custom to blow people away with his looks, couldn’t have
them slipping now could he? But he was finding it hard to concentrate.
[Why do I keep thinking of Harry. POTTER! I mean Potter. Oh goodness, another
year of not being able to touch him might just kill me. And why do I keep
calling him Potter, when I really want to call him Harry. Oh yeah it’s because
he still calls me Malfoy. Wait, didn’t he call me Draco today? Oh my gods! He
called me Draco!]
Running around his room, Draco finally collapsed on his bed breathless. It was
great knowing that Harry didn’t associate him with his last name anymore.
Unless it was just a slip of the tongue.
[Goodness I hope not. I want him to want me. I want him to hug me and kiss me,
and I want him balls deep in … Gods Draco you’ve got it bad.]
And with that thought the irate blonde drifted of to sleep with dreams of
Harry, but each time he looked into those eyes it seemed they were a different
color, sometimes emerald, and sometimes cyan.
 
( [] imply Draco thinking, just like // means Harry and ** means Cyan)
***** Shock of a Lifetime *****

Author's notes: Chap 15
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Chapter Fifteen – Shock of a Lifetime
“Hey Weasley, where’s your boy-toy?” drawled the voice of one Draco Malfoy.
“What are you talking about Malfoy?”
“I just noticed that Potter missed the train. Did your father forfeit another
flying car to the Golden boy?”
“Malfoy, why don’t you take what ever is up your arse and go choke on it? I’ve
got better things to do than argue pointlessly with you.”
And with that Ron stomped out of the great hall where the feast had just ended.
He remembered how McGonnagal had said that there was a new student that would
be joining them this year who would be introduced the next day at breakfast.
Marveling at the thought that only him, Hermione, and Ginny knew who the person
was, he made his way to Grifindor tower with Hermione right behind him.
*****
That last comment from the weasel just infuriated Draco to no end. Stompint
ahead of everyone to the Dungeons, he completely passed the common room and
made his way into his dorm. Opening the door he had to walk back out and make
sure he wasn’t in the wrong room. When it was confirmed that this was indeed
where he was supposed to be, Draco walked in and started counting beds. One,
two, three, four, five, that couldn’t be right. So he counted again. Then
started listing off who he shared his room with. Zabini, Crabbe, Goyle, who was
the extra person?
Then remembering what the Headmistress said, he was delighted that the new
arrival was a seventh-year Slytherin. Making his way over to the extra bed, he
noticed that the boy was already there and contently asleep.
[He looks so familiar. Where have I seen him before? If he could just turn
around I would be able to see his face. Not that I’m complaining, gods look at
that arse!]
Then as if hearing Draco’s thoughts the boy began to move, turning onto his
side, he then flopped onto his back, but his face was still turned away. Then
his head turned to the other side causing Draco to gasp and cover his mouth in
a second as realization struck hard.
[There isn’t a new student! Potter’s been resorted. How in the world did he end
up in Slytherin. This is torture. The gods know I want him. DANGLE FORBIDDEN
FRUIT IN FRONT OF MY FACE WHY DON’T YOU!]
Cursing every god he had ever heard of, Draco scrambled to his bed just in time
to avoid the other boys knowing he was awake. Everyone else was too tired and
sated with food to notice that there was an extra bed in the room. Soon enough
the room was filled with light snores, the only one who was awake was Draco.
[Well I’ll have to wake up early tomorrow to try forming a truce with Potter
before classes start.]
*****
The next morning Cyan woke earlier than anyone in the dorm. He couldn’t catch a
glimpse of his dorm mates because it seemed that everyone there slept with
their curtains drawn. Showering and getting ready for the day, he left to go to
the room of requirement where he and Harry had agreed to meet at in the
morning. Although Harry wanted to avoid it, he had wanted to make a grand
entrance.
Minutes later found Harry walking into the room.
“Good morning dear brother!”
“What’s so good about it?”
“Oh come on Harry, you can’t admit that you’re excited to see the reaction of
the students when we walk in, in all our glory.”
“You make it sound like we’re going in naked.”
“Wait…we aren’t?”
“WHAT!?!”
“Just kidding Harry, relax mate.”
“Lets just get this over with, everyone should be in the great hall by now.”
*****
[Damn! Who knew Potter was an early riser? Oh well I guess since he now sits at
the Slytherin table I’ll catch him there.]
Taking his shower and getting ready for the day, Draco was ready within an
hour. Making his way to the Great Hall he heard some Grifindors in front of him
talking about how Harry wasn’t in his bed when Ron went to go wake him up.
Silently laughing to himself, he imagined what a shock it was going to be when
the brave little lions found out their precious golden boy was now sitting with
the snakes.
Walking in, he looked all up and down Slytherin table, but Potter was nowhere
to be seen. Then out of habit checked the Grifindor table for the mischievous
little imp. Seeing Potter nowhere, he just sat down in his usual spot. Minutes
later the doors to the great hall opened up with a bang, and there stood not
one but two Potters.
*****
Making their way to the great hall, Cyan stopped Harry outside of the doors,
and looked into his eyes. Then he remembered.
“Did we want to show them the difference between us, or do we wait?”
“I don’t mind, we can wait.”
Then pulling out his wand, Cyan spelled his eyes to be emerald green, then
looked at his twin for approval. Harry just smiled and said, “Let the games
begin.”
“Let the games begin indeed.”
Then the two boys pushed open the doors to the great hall and walked in.
“Ah, I see Misters Potter have decided to join us for breakfast. Now for the
introduction that I mentioned, it was discovered that our own Harry Potter had
a twin. Please welcome Mr. Cyan Potter, who has already been sorted into
Slytherin house.”
The few students who weren’t in a complete state of shock, or hadn’t fainted
like the rest of their collegues, eagerly clapped their hands in welcome, a few
walking up to see if they could see a difference in the two boys.
*****
Walking to their first class the boys heard all types of comments.
“I think I saw a difference in them, Cyan has dimpled cheeks.”
“You know what they say about twins, twice the fun.”
“I wonder if one of them is gay?”
“Do they do everything the same?”
“I wonder if his brother has a stag Patronus too.”
“How the blazes did he manage to get sorted into Slytherin.”
“Colin, how are we going to take pictures of Harry now? I don’t know which one
is which.”
“I couldn’t see any difference just like that, but I bet after closer
inspection I’d find something. What I wasn’t being perverted I swear! Come back
honey!”
At that last one the boys who had been making their way to Care of Magical
Creatures with Ron and Hermione, burst out laughing. Finally catching their
breath close to Hagrid’s hut, Ron turned to the two and asked, “No really, how
did you manage to get sorted into Slytherin? And how are Hermione and I
supposed to tell the difference in the two if you spell your eyes to be the
same?”
“Oh I have an idea!” said Hermione excitedly, pulling up two strands of grass
she transfigured each into a slim gold bracelet, handing one to each twin she
said, “here put these on, like that Ron and I can know who is who.”
Confused at how it would help, the boys put on their bracelets, that’s when
they noticed that each bracelet had small stones in the bracelet. Harry’s had
emeralds that shined brilliantly in the sun, and Cyan’s had gorgeous blue Topaz
on his.
Smiling widely at Hermione, both twins thanked her and then sat down to wait
for Hagrid to come out to teach the class.
***** Meet the Potters *****

Author's notes: Chap 16 is up
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Chapter Sixteen – Meet the Potters
Embarrassed about having fainted in the great hall didn’t even cover what Draco
felt right now. Yes of course he was embarrassed Malfoys just didn’t faint. But
he was mad. How could he not notice that the boy that was sleeping in the dorm
couldn’t have been Potter, well Harry now, people just didn’t get resorted
during their Hogwarts years. All logic told him that it was his sub-conscious
telling him that he really wished that it was Harry that he would finally be
close to the boy that had so often been in his dreams.
[But wait, that means that his brother was the one that ran into me when I was
walking into the Leaky Cauldron. He likes me.]
Ignoring the little voice at the back of his head telling him that it was the
wrong Potter that finally noticed him, he made his way to Care of Magical
Creatures, intent on meeting the new kid.
*****
The twins were sitting side by side in front of Ron and Hermione, when they
heard Ron groan. Turning to see what caused that reaction from the redhead, the
two saw Draco walking towards them, head held high.
“That’s the blonde I was talking about from Diagon Alley.” Cyan said in a
whisper.
“That’s Draco, he’s in your house. You probably share a room with him.”
“Isn’t he gorgeous?”
“Yeah, I’ve wanted that arse for years.” Harry said with a sigh.
“Well we’ll see what we can do about that. But promise me one thing.” He waited
for Harry’s affirmative nod before continuing, “we’ll never let a boy come
between us.”
“Agreed,” Harry said.
*****
Draco saw the identical Potters turn to look at him, then they began whispering
to each other.
[Calm down Draco. That doesn’t mean Potter is telling him what a horse’s arse
you’ve made yourself to be these past six years. Oh who am I kidding, well it’s
too late now. I might as well introduce myself.]
And with that he stepped up, “Well what a lovely day to find the Golden Trio
out here sitting on the ground.”
“What do you want Malfoy?” asked Ron warningly.
“Well I would like to sit down and talk to you three in a civilized manner. If
that’s okay with you?”
“Sure thing Malfoy, pull up a patch of grass,” Hermione said kindly.
And Draco did just that, he pulled up a patch of grass and transfigured it into
a comfortable armchair. Sitting down he began to talk.
“Well, Weasley, Granger, Potter, I’m actually here to see if we can settle on a
truce among us. The Dark Lord is gone, and considering both my parents crashed
with him, I would think that you do not still think of me as someone being
controlled by parents that thrive on dark magic.”
“Are you implying you want us to call you something other than Malfoy?” asked
Ron stupidly.
“Yes,” Draco said slowly as if talking to a child.
“Does Ferret work for you?” Ron asked with a smirk, not noticing the two hands
flying at him that very second. “Ow what was that for.”
“Be nice,” said Hermione.
“Give him a chance,” said Harry.
Looking up astonished, Draco smiled when it registered that Harry Potter had
just stood up for him. “I would really like to start over. What do you say?”
“Okay with me,” said Hermione enthusiastically.
“I’m okay with it,” said Harry with a blinding smile.
“Do I have to?” whined Ron.
“Yes!” said three voices, though one of them was duplicated.
“Well then. Hi my name is Draco, nice to meet you,” said Draco sticking out his
hand.
“Nice to meet you too Draco. I’m Harry, this is Ron, and this is Hermione.”
“What, not going to introduce me to your clone Harry?”
And with a chuckle, Harry added, “Oh and this is Cyan.”
“Nice to meet you Cyan.”
“Nice to meet you too gorgeous.”
[So I was right! It was the new kid that ran into me.]
*****
That day went by uneventful, except for a few that were still not used to
seeing to Harry Potters, and then there was the load of questions directed
towards the twins. By the end of the day the Headmistress had made an
announcement that the two boys would be available on Saturday to answer
questions, and to leave them alone to their studies during the week.
Walking out of the Great Hall after dinner, Cyan spotted Harry walking just in
front and called him. Turning around and seeing Cyan, Harry immediately stopped
and waited for his brother.
“Hey guys,” Cyan said in greeting to the trio, “I wanted to tell you that there
is going to be a party as a first day of school celebration in the Slytherin
common room later on tonight. Are you coming?”
“I’m sorry Cyan, as head girl I can’t go or I might be removed from my
position. But I’ll pretend that I have no clue that the party is happening.”
Hermione said with a wink and took off towards her rooms.
“I’m definitely not going,” said Ron confidently, “Snakes bite you know.”
Still not understanding the thing about snakes, Cyan turned to Harry with
hopeful eyes. “Please say you’re coming!”
“I don’t know Cyan.”
“Pretty please Harry?!? I’ll do anything for you.”
“Well I doubt what I want you’d be able to do, but sure I’ll go. It’ll be our
first sleep over.”
“YES!” said Cyan excitedly. “I’ll meet you here in the entrance hall at nine.”
“Okay, I’ll be here.” And with that each went to his house to do the first
day’s homework.
***** Just a Little Grind *****

Author's notes: Chap 17 up!
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Chapter Seventeen – Just a Little Grind
Harry had gotten impatient standing in the entrance hall like an idiot. First
he tapped his foot, with his arms crossed. Then he paced in front of the doors
to the great hall. Then he sat down on the stairs. Then he decided that if he
was going to be waiting he might as well have his cloak with him so that no one
would catch him out of hours. Summoning his invisibility cloak to himself he
had just wrapped it around him when he heard voices.
Seeing his brother and Draco stepping out of the hallway that led to the
dungeons, Harry quieted.
“See, you made me so late that Harry decided to go back to his dormitories,”
said Cyan in a disapproving voice.
“Really now? What if the golden boy didn’t want to come and be among all
Slytherins?”
Stepping right up to Draco’s ear, Harry whispered, “What if I did?” and moved
out of the way just in time so that neither Draco’s frantic jump, or high
pitched shriek did more damage than he wanted.
Turning to see identical Potters holding their stomachs from laughing at him,
Draco turned on his heel and stomped off back down the hallway.
“Hey Draco, wait!”
“What do you want?”
“Oh come on, just getting you to agree to come with me to get him took half an
hour, I think you owe me a favor.”
“Oh really and how would you like to be repayed?” he asked with sarcasm. Then
tensed as he watched both Potters smirk.
“Hmm…how do I want him indeed?”
And with a laugh at Draco’s confused, and what the boys thought was terrified,
face, they proceeded to the Slytherin common room.
*****
Two hours later the party was in full swing. Harry had seen a lot of people
there that he hadn’t talked to before. After about an hour the few Ravenclaws
that were at the party left, and the Hufflepuffs followed soon after.
Before he knew it Harry was the only one not in Slytherin that was at the
party. Then a very inebriated Pansy stood on a table and asked for everyone’s
attention.
“This summer, as most of you know, I spent in America visiting my uncle who is
the assistant to the minister in Salem. There it seems that everyone is very in
tune with the muggles that live around them.”
“Where is this going Parkinson?” someone shouted.
“Well I learned a couple of games that the people there play, and they
originated with the Muggles.”
“Why would we want to play games originated by muggles?” someone else asked.
“Well let me explain the dy- dy- dynamics of the two games. The first is called
Truth or Dare. Each person takes a turn where they ask someone, Truth or Dare,
and the person picks the one of their choice, and then have to either
truthfully answer a question, or complete a Dare.”
“That sounds interesting,” murmured Draco from next to Blaise.
“The second game,” continued Pansy, “Is called spin the bottle, where there is
a bottle in the middle of a circle of people, and the person who’s turn is up
spins it and the one it lands on they have to kiss.”
“Did she just admit she played that with her uncle?” asked Blaise, bringing a
chuckle from Draco who had seemed very uptight during the party.
“Well the kids in my cousins’ neighborhood found a convenient way to combine
the two games. The first person spins the bottle, then the person next to the
one it landed on can either choose if they want the people to kiss, or proceed
to Truth or Dare. To ensure that the truth is told there is a bowl of
Veritaserum, and before answering a question the person dips a finger in the
bowl and sucks on it. And if you fail to do a dare, the people still playing
the game get to choose the consequence.”
“Can you drop out of the game?”
“Oh yes you can drop out of the game at any time as long as it is not your
turn. Oh and for the safety of both younger and older students, anyone under
sixth-year go to bed NOW! So are we going to play this or not people?” she
asked enthusiastically.
Hearing affirmative shouts from the sixth and seventh years, and groans from
everyone else Pansy went and retrieved an empty Firewhiskey bottle, and the
veritaserum she had stashed. Pansy walked back into the common room to find
that the older students had already cleared the room of youngsters and were
eagerly sitting in a circle waiting for her. She then placed the bottle in the
middle and the cup of Veritaserum, considering she didn’t have enough for a
bowl, next to the bottle, and turned to the players.
“Now who would like to be lucky number one?”
“How about Potter?” suggested Blaise.
“Which one?” asked half of the circle.
“Harry,” said Draco with a smirk, “he is our guest after all.”
Feeling all eyes on him Harry conceded, “alright, alright I’m going.” Spinning
the bottle, and crossing his fingers, it seemed to take forever for the bottle
to slow down and finally land on Blaise. Draco who had been sitting to the
right of Blaise said, “Truth or Dare.”
Turning to Blaise Harry asked, “truth or dare?”
“Truth,” said Blaise, who knew what the golden boy had up his sleeve if he had
picked dare. He dipped his finger and sucked on it, then gave an affirmative
nod for the Grifindor to know he could ask away.
“Who do you think is the hottest person in the school?”
“It’s a tie, they are twins,” he said in the monotonous tone caused by
Veritaserum not noticing the intake of breath from everyone in the circle, “I
have always had a thing for girls with long hair and the Patil twins come close
to that.”
Snapping out of the effects of the potion, Blaise then spun the bottle, and the
game truly began.
*****
Ten minutes later few people had been told to kiss, and few had been brave
enough to choose dare. It was currently Pansy’s turn and she spun only to have
it land on Cyan. Millicent Bullstrode who was sitting to his right said truth
or dare, and Pansy then proceeded to ask him “truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“How is it having a twin?”
“It’s interesting, it makes you wonder how similar you really are.”
Everyone turned on Pansy, then everyone but the twins said at the same time,
“What the bloody hell kind of question is that?”
Looking sheepish Pansy turned to Cyan and said, “Your turn.”
He then spun the bottle only to have it land on Harry, Pansy who was sitting to
Harry’s right immediately said “Kiss.” Everyone had been waiting to see this
but was awestruck that Pansy had actually had the guts to make it happen.
“Are you serious?” asked Harry.
“Of course my dear man, and I want to see a lot of tongue action boys, and it
has to last for a whole minute,” she said unashamed, causing the girls and the
gay boys in the room to look expectantly at the two.
“Okay, umm, are you ready for this?” whispered Harry when he had met his
brother in the middle of the circle standing.
“Now or never,” Cyan answered leaning in, and in the next second he had
captured his brother’s lips in a bruising kiss.
Hearing a command of “tongue,” obviously from Pansy, Cyan then licked Harry’s
bottom lip asking for entrance in the delectable mouth. Opening his mouth,
Harry eagerly responded to the kiss and didn’t feel when his brother wrapped
his arms around him to pull him closer, nor when he brought his arms up fisting
a hand in Cyan’s hair and the other in his robes.
Hearing someone say, “minute’s up,” the two boys jumped apart panting, Cyan
looking smug, and Harry blushing like he had been sunburnt.
“Well I believe it’s Harry’s turn,” said Blaise, snapping Draco out of his
aroused mind lapse.
Grabbing the bottle Harry spun it, and then swallowed hard when it landed on
Cyan. Millicent this time said, “Truth or Dare.”
Then turning to Cyan Harry asked, “Truth or Dare?”
“How about I take a truth?”
“Okay, ummm…what was the name of the last person you slept with?”
“Lucien, an old friend from school.”
“Hey Draco, isn’t Lucien your middle name?” Blaise whispered to his best
friend.
“Shut up!”
Then Cyan spun the bottle again, and it landed on Draco. Cyan being the person
to Draco’s right, immediately said, “So Draco, dare, or dare?”
“Dare. Wait, did you just trick me into choosing dare? I can’t believe you!
you’re a Grifindor’s brother for godssake!”
“But I was sorted into Slytherin for a reason gorgeous.”
Blushing at the now common nickname Draco asked, “So what’ll you have me do.”
Then pulling out his wand, Cyan enchanted the room to the song “I’m too sexy”
and turned to Draco, “Okay I’m going to be nice and give you a choice, you can
either strip for everyone, to this song. Or you can dance with my brother, and
a very provocative dance it shall be.”
“I’ll take the golden boy.”
Blushing Harry got up and walked to the middle where Draco was waiting for him.
Grabbing Harry by his hips Draco pulled him close and they began to move as
one. Harry leaned in and whispered, “You know that thing poking into my hip
right now?”
Blushing, Draco just nodded, he hated to admit what seeing two Potters kissing
had done to his anatomy.
“Well, if you call me golden boy one more time, it won’t be an inconvenience
when you dance.” Harry whispered in the same sweet tone.
Swallowing hard, Draco once again just nodded, then heard Cyan say, “Pull him
closer Draco.”
Before he knew what he was doing, he had pulled Harry into his arms like he had
dreamt of doing for a while now, and wrapped his arms around the lithe body.
Harry found himself lost in the sensation of being in Draco’s arms, and wasn’t
ashamed to feel himself getting really aroused by the dance. The boys never
noticed when the song began to replay, because of the way that they were now
grinding their erections hard into eachother.
***** What a Tease *****

Author's notes: Chap 18
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Chapter Eighteen – What a Tease
The two boys didn’t notice when Cyan got up and started shooing everyone out of
the room. Most of the boys left because it was disconcerting seeing the
Slytherin Prince dry fuck Grifindor’s Golden Boy, most of the girls left
because they were pulled away by their boyfriends, the rest left because Cyan
started threatening bodily harm to anyone he found in the room after he counted
to thirty seconds. Opening his eyes again, Cyan stealthily walked towards the
two in the middle of the room. Stopping the charm that was playing the music,
he smirked when the two boys just continued to dance.
Harry noticed when the music stopped, but he didn’t pull away, letting Draco
push his impressive bulge into Harry’s hip. Looking up over Draco’s shoulder,
Harry immediately spotted his brother walking towards him, then he saw cyan put
his want to his skull and mutter something. Next thing he knew he heard Cyan’s
voice in his head.
*Kiss him Harry. Just pull your head back and plant one on those delicious lips
in front of you.*
/Are you bloody insane? I don’t have a death wish./
*Look at how he’s dancing with you. You can’t deny that he likes it. Just kiss
him, because if you don’t then I will.*
/What do I care if you kiss him?/
*Oh but you do dear brother. Just kiss him already so that I can go forward.*
/What are you planning?/
*Nothing.*
/Why don’t I believe you?/
*Because you’re untrusting?*
/No I’m not./
*JUST BLOODY KISS HIM!*
Shocked at his brother’s sudden shout in his mind, Harry pulled back and looked
into Draco’s silvery-blue eyes, that had opened when Harry moved. Loosing
himself in the gaze, he didn’t notice when he leaned forward and captured the
pink lips in a searing kiss. Before he knew it their tongues were battling for
dominance over he kiss, and their erections grinding even harder.
*****
Draco was in heaven. Not only had he been able to dance with the man of his
dreams, but he was now kissing him too, and gods did the boy know how to kiss.
Pulling back with need for air, he looked into the shining green eyes and then
gasped as Harry bent down and started kissing his neck. Moaning at the
sensation of having that talented tongue not only lick the place right under
his chin, but lick his ear at the same time. He almost shouted when he realized
that there was someone behind him nibbling at his ear, but he found his lips
captured once again by the boy who was still rubbing against him.
“Although this is really fun, why don’t we take this to our room?” whispered
Cyan in Draco’s ear.
“Wait, wait,” said Draco stepping back, right into Cyan’s rather large arousal
and jumping away at the action. “I don’t know why you two are doing this, but
I’m not falling for this trick.”
“This isn’t a trick Draco,” said Harry from next to Cyan, “We want you, both of
us.”
“This is insane!” Draco said running a hand through his silky blonde hair, “I
don’t even know how to tell the difference between you two, how in the world am
I supposed to continue anything with the boy who hates me and his identical
twin.”
“I don’t hate you Draco,” admitted Harry, “I’ve actually not hated you since I
found out what actually happened at the tower. And I’ve wanted you since.”
“And there is a way to tell the difference,” added Cyan, then he proceeded to
remove the charm for his eyes, “Look at our eyes.”
Looking up Draco gasped at the striking color of Cyan’s eyes. Then snapped out
of it when Cyan continued talking. “And unless Harry got his bellybutton
pierced any time lately, then there is also a way of telling us apart when our
eyes are shut with intense pleasure,” Cyan said seductively looking straight at
Draco’s crotch.
Blushing with the blunt innuendo, Draco turned and said, “Well it was nice
getting to know more about you two. And Harry thank you for not hating me, I
can sincerely say that it is a relief. But I must bid you two goodnight.”
“Oh no you don’t you little minx,” said Cyan grabbing Draco by the waist and
pulling him back until he was flush against him, “why don’t you just give us
this one time, and if you don’t want to continue with it, then fine, but I just
ask you to give us one chance.”
“Please,” begged Harry pulling himself right up against the blonde so that he
was sandwiched between the two.
“Okay, okay, just let me breathe,” Draco whispered.
Stepping back, the two Potters watched as Draco went and retrieved his shoes
from where he had deposited them earlier that night. Bending down he looked
from between his legs as both pairs of dazzling eyes stuck to the view. Turning
to face them, he said, “Well…shall we?”
“We shall,” said both boys.
Leading the way, Draco didn’t notice when Cyan grabbed Harry’s hand, and
whispered in his ear, “Is this what you had in mind?”
“What tag teaming him?”
“Well no, but having him willingly crawl into your bed?”
“If you haven’t noticed, it’s actually your bed.”
“You know what I mean.”
And with a chuckle, Harry pushed open the door that had shut after Draco’s
entrance, only to suck in breath as he watched Draco slowly unbutton his shirt.
Drooling at the sight of the Blonde’s exposed chest the boys didn’t notice when
his hands started at the button to his trousers. Letting it fall to the ground,
he went and sat on Cyan’s bed wagging a finger to tell the boys to approach.
Once the boys were at the foot of the bed, Draco licked his lips and in the
most seductive voice he could muster said, “Well what are you waiting for, I
want you both to shed all that clothing so that I can see if the eyes and belly
button piercing is really the only difference.”
Nodding frantically the boys started peeling off their clothes and in no time
were standing there in all their glory. Watching as Draco stood up from the
bed, he made his way so that he was standing at the foot of the bed, then
pointed to it and said “Now I want you both to lay down like good little boys.”
Groaning at the sound of the command, the two went and laid down side by side
on the bed that they still hadn’t enlarged.
“Wow, you two are really the same,” Draco said. Then leaned down and licked
each of the boys’ hard erections. “Yep, exactly the same.”
Then without notice, Draco stood up and said, “Well boys, I won’t deny that you
two look absolutely scrumptious right now, but we do have school tommorow, and
considering I have my godfather for double potions first thing in the morning,
I have to be on top of things that aren’t you two. I bid you goodnight, and
Harry it was a pleasure having you at the party, please join us again
sometime.”
Turning on his heel he quickly made his way to his bed and charmed his curtains
to stay closed and put a silencing charm up while he was at it, he was
definitely going to need that tonight.
*****
The two Potters were still laying next to eachother, bare as the day they were
born, in a complete state of shock. Then pulling his mind together Cyan said,
“What a fucking tease.”
***** Under the Showerhead *****

Author's notes: Chap 19
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Chapter Nineteen – Under the Showerhead
 
The next morning found Draco pulling out his clothes for the day and laying
them down on his bed. Using the ironing charm that his mother had taught him
when he complained about not having a houself at Hogwarts, he then turned
around and headed for the bathroom. Walking in he brushed his teeth and then
turned for the showers. Turning on the water he then stepped out of his pajamas
leaving them on the ground for a houself to collect.
Grabbing shampoo he lathered up his head and began scrubbing, next thing he
knew there was another pair of hands helping him scrub. Dreading who he would
see when he turned around, he slowly turned his head to look into a pair of
shocking blue eyes.
“Goodmorning gorgeous!” said Cyan cheerfully.
“What are you doing here Potter?”
“Oh come on now Draco, you’ve had that hot tongue of yours on my shaft, I think
it’s time you started calling me Cyan,” he purred licking the shell of Draco’s
ear. “Now say it with me, Caaaaiiiannnn,” he said grabbing Draco’s awakening
member.
Draco couldn’t help but gasp out a, “Oh Cyan.”
Smirking Cyan pulled back a little to look into the silvery-blue orbs. Then
leaning in he captured Draco’s lips in a gentle kiss. Licking the blonde’s
bottom lip, he immediately dove his tongue in Draco’s mouth as it parted in a
gasp, and coerced the other boy’s tongue into a dance. Never giving up on his
touching of the boy’s shaft, he was pleased to see that it was now fully erect.
*****
Draco came to his senses when he noticed that Cyan had let go of his penis.
Pulling back he turned around to turn off the water and move to a different
shower stall. Bending down to turn the tap, he gasped when Cyan pulled his hips
back right into the hard cock behind him. Moaning as he felt Cyan’s cock touch
his pucker, Draco just stayed bent and didn’t dare move, forgetting completely
about turning off the water.
That’s when he noticed that sitting on the floor at the end of the shower was
Harry watching his brother and Draco with lust filled eyes, pumping his shaft
slowly.
[Well you only give into fantasies a couple of times in your life right?]
thought Draco. [Here goes nothing] and with that thought he pulled away from
Cyan but grabbing his hand in the process. Then he went and stuck his other
hand out for Harry to take, pulling him up, and led the twins back to his bed.
Placing protective shields all around the bed and enlarging it, he then climbed
in behind the two brunettes.
“Can I ask you a favor boys?”
“Sure,” they both said.
“Harry, I want you to kiss him like you would kiss me. You said that you’ve
wanted me since you found out what happened on that tower, now I want to see
exactly how you’ve wanted me.”
Turning to his brother Harry practically pounced. Straddling Cyan, Harry then
proceeded to kiss him while his hands roamed over the delicious body under him.
Groaning when he felt Cyan buck up as he pinched his nipple, he then crawled
down his body placing kisses as he went until he got to the green and silver
bellybutton ring and licked around it, relishing at the moans coming from the
boy.
Draco by this time, was furiously pumping his shaft. It wasn’t as much as
seeing two Potters doing this but seeing that Harry had wanted to do that to
him sent blood pouring into his nether regions. Then he heard Cyan whimper and
see that Harry had sat up. Looking into the emerald eyes mesmerized, he was
surprised to hear Harry say, “That’s what I’ve wanted to do to you my blonde
god. Now come here and let us ravish you right.”
Laying Draco down on the bed Cyan began to lick the hollow of Draco’s throat.
Relishing in the moans Harry decided he would wait before using his mouth.
Leave that surprise for later. He started rubbing and pinching Draco’s nipples,
watching as his brother kissed the delectable mouth. He then straddled Draco
and ground into him, pulling a long moan from the boy.
Turning to his brother, Cyan said “Give him his surprise.”
Then Harry proceeded to go down on Draco licking up his shaft until he reached
the leaking tip. Then engulfing said tip into his mouth Draco bucked up causing
his penis to hit the back of Harry’s throat.
“Holly great mother of all gods, where in the world did you get a tongue ring?”
Draco cried out.
“We’ll talk about this later, now I want your mouth to be put to better use,”
whispered Cyan suggestively into his ear.
Then placing his cock right in front of Draco’s face, Cyan pushed it into the
hot mouth. Harry on the other hand had started fisting his cock to the same
rhythm he was using to suck Draco, and his brother was using to fuck Draco’s
mouth.
Harry was the first to have his orgasm hit, and hearing him going off in
Parsletongue brought the other two into their own release.
*****
“Well now I know why everyone relates us to snakes,” said Cyan.
“Oh and why is that?” asked Harry.
“It’s because when we hear someone going off like that speaking Parsletongue,
we cant help but have the most extreme orgasm of our lives,” he said
confidently.
Laughing Draco corrected him, “Well actually it’s because our house is
represented by a snake, while Grifindor has a lion. Haven’t you seen the
banners in the great hall?”
“Actually, no. Every time I’ve been in the great hall I was checking you out.”
Blushing and trying to avoid that particular topic, Draco turned to Harry and
asked, “so when did you get a tongue ring?”
“Last night actually.”
“Oh? Do tell.”
“Well when you left us hot and bothered, we had to bring each other off, and
while doing that I noticed how hot Cyan’s bellybutton ring looked and decided
that I wanted something pierced. After a mind-blowing blowjob from the blue-
eyed demon over there, I knew exactly what I wanted, so he helped me.” Then
Harry stuck out his tongue to show Draco the barbell with Slytherin colors on
each end.
“All though the imagery that came with that story has me all hot and bothered
again, class starts in fifteen minutes boys.”
“WHAT?!?!” shouted both Potters.
Then everyone rushed into the bathroom and showered (separately), running into
the potions room just in time for the bell to ring.
***** A Split *****

Author's notes: Chap 20
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Chapter Twenty – A Split
As the year started progressing, the boys began spending less and less time
together. It seemed that the teachers were intent on taking their last chance
to make the kids die of exhaustion. There was more homework, and there seemed
to be less time in which to do it in, even Hermione had a hard time keeping up.
Harry hadn’t been able to spend time with Cyan or Draco. He either had
homework, or quidditch practice and the little time that he had in between were
barely enough time to have a good, much needed, nap. Seeing that he was falling
further apart from his brother and their lover, Harry decided he really needed
to sit down and talk about it with them. Deciding to talk to Cyan first he
performed the same charm that Cyan had used a month back.
/Hey I really need to talk to you./
*Harry? What’s wrong?*
/Nothing just meet me at the room of requirement tonight at ten. And don’t
bring Draco./
*Okay, but what’s going on?*
/It’s nothing I’ll just talk to you then./ And with that Harry cancelled the
charm and went back to his food, ignoring the concerned stare that he was
getting from a certain blue eyed teen.
*****
Draco noticed when Cyan had lost focus in his food, and he looked to see that
Harry and Cyan seemed to be concentrating on each other. Looking at Cyan who
was closest he noticed a look of worry that passed through the brunette’s face.
Deciding to wait until Cyan and Harry had finished their little chat Draco
grabbed his pumpkin juice and started taking small sips.
Seeing Harry go back to his food, and Cyan sit back and look concerned about
whatever his brother had said, Draco decided to be his nosy self again.
“What did Harry want?”
“What?”
“I said what did Harry want, or did you just space out at the exact same time
while looking at eachother?”
“Oh it’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”
“What do you mean don’t worry about it. I see that worried look on your face
and I know something is going on. Why cant you tell me? Did the golden boy put
you under oath or something?”
“No you bloody prat! I don’t know what’s wrong he wont tell me. Now if you’ll
excuse me I have a ton of homework that is supposed to be done by Monday.”
And with that Cyan stood up and took his leave, leaving a shocked Draco in his
wake.
[What’s going on? Is he mad at me?]
“Nice one mate, you sure know how to woo them,” said Blaise from his right.
“Oh shut up you pouf.”
“Oh I’m the pouf? I seem to be forgetting who was the one moaning, ‘Oh Cyan, do
that again, ugh!’ this morning without the consideration of putting up a
silencing charm to let others sleep.”
“Sorry ‘bout that.”
“Oh no problem, it did get everyone else in the room off too you know.”
“EW! BLAISE! That is something that I did not need to know!”
Laughing, Blaise pulled Draco up with him from the table and made his way out
of the great hall with a disgusted blonde in tow.
*****
Pacing back and forth anxiously, Harry didn’t notice when Cyan entered the room
of requirement. Walking up to his worried brother, Cyan wrapped his arms around
the boy’s torso and held him close.
“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong now?” he said when his brother clung to
him like a lifeline.
“Why don’t we sit down I need to talk to you about something.”
“Okay, what do you want to talk about?” asked Cyan sitting on the sofa that the
room had provided for them.
“Well you’ve seen how much homework Snape and McGonnagal and Flitwick keep
giving us, not to mention all of our other classes.”
“Yeah, are you falling back? Do you need me and Draco to tutor you?”
“No, no. Other than how much time the homework is consuming I’m not having
problems with it.”
“Okay then what’s the problem.”
“Well I miss being able to spend time with you and Draco.”
“We miss you too, but there’s nothing we can do about it. We still have small
parts of the weekends that we spend together.”
“I know, and that’s not enough for me. I cant help but feel left out every time
I see you two walking in the hall, or sitting together in class, or heading
towards your common room.”
“Oh Harry I’m sorry,” Cyan said pulling Harry into his arms again.
“Oh don’t be. I know it’s not your fault. Nor is it Draco’s or mine.” Harry
whispered.
“Don’t worry I’ll work up schedules so that we can get stuff done quickly and
have more time to each other.”
“Actually I want to talk about something else too.”
“Okay what is it?”
“You remember that chat that we had weeks back with Draco. We were having the
virginity talk, and he said that he had been saving his bottom for someone
special, that’s why he always topped.”
Cyan remembered that talk. He found it interesting that he and Draco had done
the exact same thing. Nodding to indicate that Harry should continue, Cyan
looked right into Harry’s eyes and knew Harry was having a really hard time
with whatever he was trying to say.
“Well I assume that he told you about the chat we had in the prefect’s
bathroom, that he wanted his first time to be special and he wanted both of us
right there with him. Well I cant let him keep himself from you.”
“What are you talking about Harry?”
“What I’m saying, is that I cant help but feel like I’m holding you two back.
You wont progress further into the relationship because I’m not there, and the
thing is, I don’t know when I’ll be able to be there.”
“Are you breaking up with us?” shouted Draco from the doorway from where he was
hiding since he had followed Cyan to the room.
“DRACO!” said the two Potters startled.
“Potter, do you really have the gall to break up with us?”
“I have to Draco,” said Harry desperately, /why cant they understand my
reasoning?/
“No you bloody don’t,” growled Draco, “if you want to leave us, you’re going to
have to get a better excuse than ‘I’m hindering your relationship’.”
“I don’t have a better excuse, because that’s the truth.”
“Is this what you want Harry?” asked Cyan softly from beside him.
“It’s not what I want. It’s what I have to do,” said Harry, hoping that at
least his brother understood his reasoning.
“Well then I cant hold you from doing so.”
“I BLOODY WELL CAN!” shouted Draco.
“Draco, I have to go.”
“Running away Potter? Not very Grifindorish,” Draco sneered.
“Draco, just let him be. Cant you see that this is causing him more pain than
he needs right now?” Cyan asked.
“What about my pain? What about that? What about the pain written in big bold
letters on your face Cyan? Did he ever think that he would be hurting others
not just him?”
“I’m sorry Draco. But you two will get over this. And you will move on, and you
will be happy.”
“How can you be so sure?” Draco asked in a small voice, anger ebbing away when
he realized that Harry really did have their best intentions in mind.
“I cant, but I can try to see that it happens.” Harry whispered standing up.
“But know this. You two will still be my friends, and of course brother.
Whenever you need someone to talk to, and to give you advice, you can always
come to me.”
Grabbing his brother first and giving him a bone crushing hug he whispered,
“Take care of him for me.” Feeling rather than seeing the nod he got in reply
he stepped away and made his way to the blonde that now had tears streaking
down his face.
Swiping his thumbs over the tear tracks, he leaned in and gave the pink lips
he’d come to love a soft peck. “Don’t cry baby. Remember, Malfoy’s don’t cry.”
“Don’t leave me Harry.”
“I have to baby, it’s the best for all of us.” Another peck on the lips.
“If you walk out of that door, I don’t know what will happen to me. I don’t
know what will happen to us.”
“What ever does happen, was supposed to. I cant back out of this,” Harry said
caressing the smooth cheeks.
“Fine,” Draco said, turning his head to the side and looking into the fire.
Stepping away at the sudden coldness he saw in the grey eyes, Harry turned to
the door and walked out, making his way to his common room. Never seeing the
blonde boy rushing to Cyan and flying into his arms, a weeping pile of goo.
Never hearing the reassuring “We’ll get him back. Shh.”
***** Another Brunette *****

Author's notes: If anyone has any questions/pointers to give me please feel
free. I appreciate any kind of review. And keep in mind this is my first ever
fic. XD
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Chapter Twenty-One – Another Brunette
It had been two weeks since Harry had broken it off with the Slytherins and he
was sure suffering for it. Every time he closed his eyes it seemed that he saw
one of them, and every time he passed them he had to look away because he
always felt sorrow radiating off of them. It was different though. It seemed
that when he thought of his brother he felt shame, shame for hurting him, shame
for giving him hope. But when he thought of Draco he felt sorrow, he felt like
he had lost something that was crucial to his soul.
Unknown to the other two, Harry had taken to going down to the Slytherin rooms
late at night no matter how late he finished his homework. He would always go
check on them. Every time he walked in to one of them occupying the other’s bed
and snuggling, but what puzzled him is that almost every time they were
dressed.
Walking out of the common room one night, he ran right into what seemed to be a
wall that hadn’t been there before. Looking up, he feared the worst when he
realized he’d run into his most hated Proffesor.
“Mr. Potter, may I ask what you are doing sneaking out of the Slytherin common
rooms so late at night?”
“Well I was making my way back to mine sir.”
“Your way back to yours? Harry?”
“Yes?” /Damn it! He thought I was Cyan. I could’ve played this off./
“Why in the world were you down here in the first place?”
“I was checking up on my brother sir.”
“Why don’t we step into my office Mr. Potter?”
“Umm…I don’t think that’s actually a good idea sir. I have to start heading
back.”
“Oh don’t be silly, either you step in, or you will be stepping in for every
night this month for detention.”
“Lead the way sir.”
And the two made their way through the Potions room into Snape’s office.
*****
“Would you like something to drink Harry?”
“No thank you sir.”
“Do have a seat, and no need to call me sir, you’re in my office.”
“Umm…sure Professor.”
“Actually I would prefer you call me Severus.”
“Umm…sure Prof uh, Severus.” Harry blushed, looking at his teacher’s turned
back, he couldn’t help but notice that the man had a sexy sort of elegance
about him that drove him nutters.
“Professor, I mean Severus, may I ask something?”
“Why of course Harry, you sure haven’t asked at all these last six years in
class, so you might as well start now.” Severus smirked.
Blushing, Harry continued. “Why exactly am I here?”
“Well I wanted to know what is going on between you, your brother, and Mr.
Malfoy.”
“What do you mean Prof-Severus?” Asked a now nervous Harry.
“Well I noticed when you three started that love triangle, but now you seem to
be withdrawn from them. I want you to know that I am here Harry. Whenever you
need me, to talk to me or to ask for advice, you can count on me.”
“But why?”
“Because I haven’t been there for you like I wanted to. I needed to keep up
appearances for all the little Death-Eater-In-Trainings that were reporting
everything to mommy and daddy all this time. I have watched you grow up to
become an amazing young man, and I cant let you throw out a good relationship.”
“Wow. I don’t know what to say.”
“You should go talk to them. Why did you split anyways?”
So Harry sat down in the chair that had been offered long before and began
telling the story starting from when he met Cyan.
*****
“You understand why I had to leave them right Severus?”
“I do. I had to make that same sacrifice when I was at school. Stupid mutts
still hold it against me.”
“What?” Harry asked, missing the last part which his teacher had mumbled.
“Oh, nothing never mind.”
“Severus. How did you find out about us anyways?”
Blushing, Severus remembered the night he found out, instantly getting aroused.
“Oh don’t worry about that.” He mumbled.
Harry not missing his teacher, and now confidante, flushing, looked to his lap
and saw an impressive bulge there. Maybe it was the drink he had finally
accepted, or the weeks he had gone without sex, but he wasn’t sure what in the
world possessed him to get up and make his way around the teacher’s desk and
spin the chair to face him. Leaning in until he was an inch from the startled
Potions Master’s face he whispered, “You saw us didn’t you?”
Barely seeing the affirmative nod, Harry dove in and captured the soft lips in
a demanding kiss. Licking the older man’s lower lip he shuffled forward until
he was straddling the man and took advantage of the gasp to send his tongue on
an exploration of the man’s mouth.
Finally pulling back when he needed air, Harry kept on grinding into the man
until Severus couldn’t do anything other than grind back, and moan as he felt
the boy’s full lips on his neck.
Rocking back and forth Harry was close and he knew the Potions Master was too.
Finding release all to quickly Harry collapsed on the sated older man, both
trying to catch their breath. But it was Severus who recovered quicker.
“Harry this is wrong.”
“Frankly I don’t care. The world can go bugger itself if it wants to.”
“That’s not what I mean.”
“Then please Severus, explain to me. What do you mean?” Harry asked
sarcastically.
“I’m not really who you want. And I’m sorry to say but you’re not really who I
want either.”
“So I guess we’re even?” Harry asked with a smile.
“No Harry. You cant do this to Draco. I have seen him fall in love with you
from the moment you walked into this school, and I don’t want to see my Godson
get hurt.”
“Draco’s your Godson?”
“Yes. But that’s not the point. The point is I’m falling in love again.
Something that I didn’t know I was going to be able to do after Sirius died and
Remus left for America.”
“You loved my Godfathers?”
“Yes, but that’s a long story.”
“Who is it you’re falling in love with? Maybe I can help.”
“Oh I doubt it Harry.” Severus said with a chuckle.
“Oh come on. Have a little faith in me. Anyone would love to be the center of
attention of those gorgeous orbs, and be writhing under pleasure from those
works of art you call hands, and I cant imagine what it would be like to hear
that arousing low voice of yours every day.”
“Well, well, Mr. Potter. It seems that the skill you should have in Potions
went right into your flattery skills.”
Both laughed, and neither noticed the blonde head pop into his Godfather’s
office only to see Harry perched on the edge of the same seat Severus was
sitting in.
*****
Making his way back to his room, Draco walked in feeling betrayed beyond all
else. How could Harry leave him like this? And none the less use the excuse
that he was thinking of all of them when he left for a freaking teacher.
Fuming he crashed down on his bed and started banging his fists against the
pillows, screaming into them. Tiring himself out, Draco couldn’t help but cry.
[How could he do this to me? Both of them. I know Uncle Sev knew there was
something going on between us, how could he do this to me? Good one Draco,
Malfoys don’t cry remember?]
But he couldn’t help it. Jumping in the air when he felt a hand on his back
Draco snapped around to look into Cyan’s worried blue eyes.
“What’s wrong Draco?”
Not thinking of what he was doing, Draco pulled the boy to him and crushed
their lips together, quickly pulling off any bit of clothing either were
wearing they were soon writhing against each other.
“I want to fuck you,” Draco whispered.
“What!?!” Cyan asked surprised.
“I want to be buried balls deep in that tight gorgeous ass of yours.” Draco
continued seductively.
“Draco are you sure?”
“Yes.”
Jumping out of bed Cyan ran over to his trunk and took out some muscle relaxing
potions downing one of them and then he muttered a lubrication spell while
walking back to the bed. Crashing his lips to Draco’s he pulled back and said,
“Now Draco, take me now.”
Not hesitating a moment, Draco plunged into the tight heat that was Cyan,
groaning as the other boy clenched around him. Pulling back until only the head
was left inside, Draco slammed back in, hitting the boy’s prostate with amazing
precision. Reaching between them he pumped Cyan’s hard member while not giving
up his assault on the boy’s prostate.
What felt like seconds later they were both screaming their release, but they
were both too preoccupied to notice that Draco had moaned “Harry,” while Cyan
had moaned someone completely different’s name.
***** To Get Our Men *****

Author's notes: Chap 22 Is up. Constructive Criticism is welcome.
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Chapter Twenty-Two – To Get Our Men
But there was someone who noticed the separate moans. Blaise who had been
trying to tune out his best friend for the past twenty minutes couldn’t help
but notice that neither of the two had said the name of the other. Deciding to
talk to Draco in the morning, he took advantage of the new silence and drifted
off to sleep.
Cyan on the other hand was up thinking. He had been grateful that he had been
able to pull such a strong climax from Draco, because he had let it slip who he
really wanted.
*Maybe I should talk to him. We both know it’s Harry that he really wants and
even though I don’t feel used, I feel like I’m using him. Besides I’m pretty
sure that who I really want wouldn’t want me in a relationship.*
But Cyan kept on listening to that little part of his head that was telling him
that if he did this he would break Draco’s heart. Deciding that he would talk
to Harry in the morning about the whole situation, he copied the blonde
snuggled into his arms and fell asleep.
*****
The next morning Harry was up early. Making his way to the showers he stopped
when he heard a strange sound coming from across the room. Making his way
towards the noise only to discover that it was coming froms Seamus’ bed, he
couldn’t figure out why the boy was having such spastic nightmares.
/Don’t forget Harry, your nightmares were like that right after the war. And he
was right there with you at the battle lines./
Deciding to check on the boy Harry gently pulled the curtains only to find
Seamus being slammed into the mattress with the force in which Dean was
pounding into him. Pulling back before he was noticed, Harry all but ran to the
bathroom.
Not only did he just get one of the biggest shocks of his life, he now had a
little problem that could only be solved hands on. Walking into the last shower
stall he disrobed and stepped under the jet of water that immediately started
to spray.
Deciding to take care of the problem first, he gently grabbed his now fully
erect member and started slowly pumping it.
/Good Gods, who knew those two could look so hot? But nothing compares with how
Draco looks at the height of passion./
With that in mind, Harry sped up the movements of his hand, now and then
running the thumb over the tip. Remembering the movements of that night Harry
had the second orgasm he had ever had in his life with just one word on his
lips “Draco.”
*****
Severus had woken up early that morning also. Remembering what had happened the
night before he immediately felt himself start to harden. But the extreme guilt
that settled in his gut wouldn’t let him do anything about it.
{How could I take advantage of Harry like that? But I cant help but wonder if
that’s exactly how Cyan would look. What am I saying? Of course that’s what
he’d look like. And it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.}
Becoming the second person to abuse the showers for their own pleasure that
morning.
*****
Cyan and Blaise woke up about the same time and ran into each other making
their way into the showers.
“So Potter, is Draco a good fuck?”
“What the hell did you just say?” growled Cyan.
“Just asking, I mean, I think everyone in the Dungeons heard you two
yesterday.”
“Don’t be a bloody drama queen Zabini. I know we weren’t that loud. And besides
why in the world would I tell you anything about how Draco is in bed?”
“Oh I was just wondering if you knew, considering he wasn’t who’s name you
called out.”
Blanching, Cyan asked, “What the hell do you mean?”
“Well you know, Severus is a good friend and all, but Draco is my best mate.
You hurt him and you will have more than just the resident snakes after you.
Watch where you walk Potter, we don’t want the world to think a Death Eater’s
son killed the Boy Who Lived’s brother do we?”
“Are you threatening me with death?”
“No I’m not, I’m threatening to rip off your balls and let you bleed. If it
results in death then who am I to do anything about it. You just keep this in
mind. You hurt my best friend. And you have me to deal with.” And with that
Blaise walked away, leaving a sad Cyan behind.
*Damn it all! Why do all things have to be complicated in my life?*
*****
Draco woke up to an empty bed. Checking the time he noticed that he had just
enough time to shower before taking off to Care of Magical Creatures with the
Griffindors.
Checking his hair in the mirror just before he walked out to the hallway he saw
Severus standing behind him, obviously waiting for him.
“May I help you Professor?”
“Can you please step into my office with me for a second or two Draco?”
“I don’t want to be late for class Professor.”
“I guarantee that even if you are, it will be taken care of.”
*****
“What is it you want to talk about professor?”
“Why are you mad at me Draco?”
“What makes you think I’m mad at anyone?”
“Well for starters everyone who has been around for the past two weeks has seen
how ticked off you are at Potter, and second you only call me Professor when
there are non-Slytherin students around, or you are mad at me.”
“So what will you have me do Professor?”
“How about tell me what the blazes has your knickers in a twist?”
“Sorry to disillusion you but I don’t wear knickers.”
“Don’t avoid the question Draco!”
“Well for starters I just lost the one person who I think I have fallen in love
with, and secondly, when did we start buggering students Professor?”
“You saw that?”
“Not even going to try to deny it Uncle Sev?”
“I’m sorry you had to see that Draco.”
“Well I am too, tell me what else is knew?”
“Can I please explain this to you?”
“Sure, you said if I was late it was going to be covered, so I’ve got all
morning.”
“Yesterday Harry and I were having a discussion on why in the world he was
leaving the Slytherin common rooms at twelve thirty at night…”
“Twelve thirty?”
“That’s what I said.”
“Our common rooms?”
“I said that too.”
“What was he doing there?”
“Would you like for me to finish talking or not?”
“Oh sorry Uncle Sev. Go on.”
“Well he said that he was there to check on Cyan, but I think he’s been looking
after both of you for the past couple of weeks. Anyway we talked about your
relationship and before I knew it he was on me and I couldn’t help myself. He’s
so much like Cyan. Other than the stupid Griffindor in him, I cant help but be
drawn to him.”
“Wait am I to understand that my Godfather has a thing for my boyfriend.”
“I’m sorry Draco, I cant help it.”
“Oh great. Just bloody brilliant!”
“Draco please relax for a second here.”
“RELAX? YOU WANT ME TO RELAX!?!”
“Young man, I am you guardian and I really suggest that you don’t take that
tone of voice with me.”
“Sorry Sev.”
“Apology accepted.”
“So what are we going to do to get our men?”
“What?”
“You heard me. I obviously want Harry, and you obviously want Cyan. What are we
going to do?”
“I suggest you both sit down and listen to what I’m about to tell you.”
***** Just a Simple Plan *****

Author's notes: Please review. I really apreciate praise and constructive
criticism alike.
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Chapter Twenty Three – Just a Simple Plan
Blaise had walked in half way through the talk. He had decided before making
his presence known, and he knew it was a wise decision, because if he had just
walked in without a purpose Severus would not take it lightly.
“Well, I have a plan on what you two are going to do. Don’t be so surprised,
you know you two are like my family, so I want to see you happy.”
“How hard is this plan?” asked Draco, wary of what his friend was going to ask
of him.
“Oh not hard at all. It’s just a simple plan, involving the masquerade that I
convinced the headmistress to have.”
“YOU WHAT?”
*****
A week later everyone around the castle was talking about the upcoming dance.
Who knew that the Headmistress had it in her to hold a masquerade? It had
already been discussed what would happen on that day. Everyone would go
throughout the day in their costumes, even to class, and then at night everyone
would go to the feast, and at curfew everyone but the teachers and seventh-
years would go to bed.
Hermione had been talking to Harry about what he was going to wear, when Cyan
walked up and Hermione asked if they could go in the same costume.
Everyone thought it was a good idea but the twins, and with a little coercing
from Hermione, they were now both going as the muggle hero Zorro. Apparently
they had the hair for it, what ever that meant.
*****
“So Hermione, did you get them to do it?”
“Yes Draco.”
“Good.”
“Draco?”
“Yes Mud- Hermione?”… “Don’t glare at me like that, old habits die hard!”
“Whatever. Anyway, why are you trying so hard to get them in the same costume?”
“Because if I get my wish, then at the end of the night four people will be
really happy.”
“I don’t get it.”
“It’s about time don’t you think?”
“Humph!”
*****
Draco had been watching the twins all day. Goodness it was a turn on when they
looked the same. [Snap out of it Draco!]
He had insisted that Cyan invite Harry to sit with them during Potions. When he
got to class five minutes late, and lost Slytherin a point, he was glad to see
that Cyan had gotten Harry to sit with them. He also noticed that Hermione was
sitting on the other side of Cyan so he smiled and sat down next to Harry.
Throughout the class he kept leaning over and discreetly brushing up against
Harry. He leaned until he was half sprawled on the boy, just to ask Hermione a
question that he already knew the answer to. Grabbed the brunette’s hand to
show him that he was stirring the potion right.
At the end of the class, he finally leaned over until he was an inch from the
other boy’s ear and whispered, “Gods you look hot in that.” And licked the
shell of the ear he had been whispering to, causing Harry to shiver.
*****
/He thought you were Cyan./
“Harry.”
/There is no way he was making a pass at you./
“Harry.”
/Goodness he does things to my body./
“HARRY!”
“WHAT!?!?” Harry started at hearing Hermione yell his name.
“I’ve been trying to ask you if you’re ready for the ball.”
“Oh sorry, I was lost in thought. Yeah I’m ready. Where’s your prince
Cinderella?”
“Trying to spell his hair brown again,” she said making them both snort.
*****
“May I have this dance?” asked Draco.
“Um…Cyan is over there.” said Harry pointing.
“I know, don’t worry there is someone who wants to dance with him too,” Draco
said, making Harry turn to see a tall someone dressed as Dracula closing in on
his brother.
“Is that Professor Snape?” he asked mouth agape.
“Indeed,” Draco said with jealousy as Cyan smiled brightly and was led to the
dance floor. “So will you dance with me?”
“Why do you want to dance with me of all people Draco? You could have almost
anyone in this room wrapped up in your arms, why me?”
“Did you hear the dedication of the song before the band started playing.”
“No I was spaced out again.” Harry blushed.
“Well it went something like this,” Draco whispered pulling Harry into his arms
and leading them to the dance floor, “If you have someone here that you are
madly in love with, and would like to give the world to, this is your chance to
dance, because this song was written when I met my soul-mate.”
Gasping Harry looked up to Draco’s silvery eyes. Seeing nothing but honesty,
adoration, lust, and most of all love, he leaned in and captured the blonde’s
lips, just as Cyan did the same to Seveus.
*****
“Why are we leaving so early?” asked Harry, to his brother that had joined him
soon as the song ended. Draco had also mysteriously disappeared around that
time.
“Because you are coming with me down to the dungeons tonight. The after party
is going to be awesome, and I was thinking of starting on the hangover potions
for me, you, and Draco.”
“Oh but Mister Potter, you don’t have to worry about hangover potions, I have
some right here,” drawled the voice of Severus from his office door. “Please do
step in.”
Grabbing Harry, Cyan didn’t hesitate before he walked right into the open door.
Stopping short when he saw Draco standing by another door behind the desk, he
turned to look at Severus.
“Right through there gentlemen.”
“What’s going on?” asked both Potters simultaneously.
“We need to talk to you.”
/Oh shit, what if Draco is going to tell Cyan that I kissed him. I cant have my
brother mad at me./
*Oh shit what if Severus is going to tell Draco that we kissed, if he breaks up
with me, Harry will never forgive me for breaking his heart.*
***** The Talk *****

Author's notes: Comentary appreciated.
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Chapter Twenty-four – The Talk
“Anything to drink gentlemen?” asked Severus in the most hospitable voice he
could manage.
Muttering the spell that let him talk to Cyan, Harry thought over, ‘Don’t
accept, I wouldn’t put it past him to lace it with Vertitaserum.’
“No thank you,” said both twins.
“I’ll have a pumpkin juice Sev,” said Draco, never taking his eyes off of the
Potters.
“Sure thing,” said Severus, “Would you like some Lemon Drops, it seems I
inherited them from the headmaster.”
Both boys smiled and leaned forward to take the sweets unaware that these were
where the Veritaserum had been placed.
*****
“Gods I love it when they loose their thoughts sucking oh something,” Draco
said, from where he was now standing next to Severus.
*When did he move?*
/What the hell?/
“Well gentlemen, Draco and I have some confessions to make, so why don’t we
play a game?”
“What kind of game?” asked Harry wary of what the Potions Master wanted from
him.
“Well there are two that I was considering. One is that muggle game truth or
dare that I heard of you playing at the party,” he said causing both boys to
blush, “and the other is a wizards game where you a spell is put on all the
players and everyone has a pair of dice, then you roll, if your soul mate is in
the room you will get the same number, if they are not, then the number that is
closest to yours is most compatible to you.”
Both Potters were lost by now.
‘Why does Severus want to play that?’ asked Cyan
‘I don’t know, but I’m afraid.’
“Why don’t we go with truth or dare?” said Cyan.
****Five Minutes, and a few pointless questions later*****
“Mister Potter. Umm…Harry, truth or dare?”
“Dare.”
“Oh, the Griffindor finally coming out in you?”
“You know, if you weren’t my teacher I’d be cursing you right now.”
“Fine, I dare you to tell us who it is that you are most attracted to in this
room.”
Without thinking, due to the effects of the potion, Harry answered, “Draco.”
All three Slytherins rolled their eyes when his widened and a hand snapped up
to his mouth.
“Oh shut up Harry, it’s not like everyone here doesn’t know it already,” said
Cyan.
“What?” asked a bewildered Harry.
“Yeah just like Cyan wants my godfather,” drawled Drco.
“What?” asked a fearful Cyan.
“Oh really Mr. Potter?” asked Severus.
“Ummm..uh…” stuttered Cyan.
“Ever so eloquent,” smirked Severus delighted at the blush he had caused on the
boy.
“Well if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be going to my common room now,” said Harry
getting up from the chair.
“Oh no you don’t,” Draco said quickly pushing the boy down on the sofa and
straddling him.
“Draco! Keep your paws off!” said an amused Severus, “they still have to
confess.”
“And what exactly are we confessing?” asked Cyan.
“Yeah, what are we confessing?” asked Harry doing his best to not get aroused
by just having Draco sitting in perfect position to be taken.
“Well we need to know why you don’t just admit that you want my godson, and
Cyan wont admit he wants me.”
“And what gave either of you the idea that we wanted you?” asked Cyan
defiantly.
“Well first of all, Harry just answered that question under Veritaserum…”
“WHAT?!?” shouted both Potters.
“Relax, I thought you knew what the Headmaster did with his candy,” Severus
said, well aware that the boys were clueless.
“No,” muttered Harry.
“Anyway, back to the original question,” Severus continued, “We heard from Mr.
Zabini the occurrence of a certain moan lets say, about a week and a half ago.”
‘What is he talking about?’ Harry thought over.
‘Well I moaned Severus’ name climaxing,’ admitted Cyan.
‘Are you fucking serious?’
‘No. Ewww… wouldn’t that be like weird or something?’ joked Cyan
‘That’s not funny.’
‘What necrophilia not your thing?’
And that’s when the conversation ended because a flood of memories came back.
And the other two were just looking at them when the sad faces just snapped on.
“Well we can postpone this conversation for later, if this is too much for you
two to handle,” said Severus in a defeated voice.
“Oh no we cant!” said Draco, “We came here to say something and by Gods we are
going to say it.”
Waiting for the twins to look up at them, Draco then continued, “We brought you
here to tell you both that we are in love with you. Cyan I’m sorry but I love
your bother, and I think I have since the day that I met him. And Harry if you
give your permission Severus would like to woo your brother.”
“Neither of them seem to be with us,” said Severus about two minutes of silence
later.
“Ooooh, I know what will snap them out,” said Draco rubbing his pals together.
Knowing what his godson was thinking, Severus joined Draco at the couch, and
they each pulled their respective Potter to them. Smashing their lips together,
it took about five seconds for the two to realize what was happening, and kiss
back with fervor.
***** Big Mouth...good thing? *****

Author's notes: Chap 25. Sry for the wait
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"Draco...OUT!" growled Severus from where he was being pressed into the couch's
armrest by a very eager Cyan. "Take that brat and get
OUT of my rooms!"
"Come on Harry," Draco said not giving up on kissing every part of the boy's
face as he could reach.
"Awww...Do we have to?" whined Harry, "I'm afraid of what my pants are going to
do if I stand up right now."
"Oh don't worry hun, nothing I can't fix with time,” whispered
Draco, "Did I ever tell you, you sound kind of sexy when you whine."
"Are you kidding, his whinging is annoying," said Cyan, "Now get OUT, so Sev
can bugger me."
"Oh really Mr. Potter?" drawled Severus from where he was now standing, having
been able to get the teen off of him.
"Don't call me that, it makes me think of all the times you called Harry Mr.
Potter," Cyan said.
"Sorry already been there, done that, and I don't need to see my godfather on
Harry ever again, even if it's in my imagination," Draco said, not realizing
what he had admitted.
"WHAT?" shouted both Potters.
"What do you mean your godfather on me?" asked Harry apprehensively.
"A couple of weeks ago. You didn’t really think that you two were being smooth
by just relying on the wards the room has already adapted to my aura did you?"
"You saw that?" whispered Harry.
"Just the end," Draco replied not even thinking of how Harry looked at the
moment.
Before anyone knew what happened Harry had shot to his feet, causing Draco to
fall to the floor with a thud, and run out of the room with the speed of his
seeker skills.
"What the hell?" asked Draco.
"Way to go genius!" murmured Severus. "Are you going to sit there like an
imbecile or run after him?"
"Oh yeah," and with that Draco ran from the room.
*****
"Cyan?" Severus said after realizing that the boy hadn't said anything since
Draco had started talking.
"Cyan!?"
"CYAN!?!" Severus finally raised his voice.
"WHEN!?!" Cyan shouted.
"What? I thought Draco said that," said Severus, because he knew that Cyan was
a bright young man.
"When were you going to tell me that I was just going to be a replacement for
my brother, Severus?" Cyan said with a voice stressed with anger.
"What!? No! That's not..."
"When were you going to tell me that because you put your godson's happiness in
front of yours, that it was Harry you really wanted?"
"Cyan I wouldn..."
"Never mind, I don't want to know. I'll just live with a little hope that you
might have wanted me for a second." Cyan said in almost a whisper, getting up
and walking off towards the door.
"Cyan wait! You have to listen to me." Severus said desperately.
"No Severus, unless I am in your classroom, or have broken some rule, I don't
have to do ANYTHING (!) that you say."
"But you have broken a rule, kissing a teacher." Severus said, confident that
it would stop the boy, and make him listen.
"And yet again, wanting you has come back to bite me in the ass! Goodbye
Severus." And with that he walked out of the room.
"But...I love you." Severus said to the empty room.
*****
"Have you seen Harry?" Draco asked the Fat Lady breathless from his run.
"What's it to a Slytherin?" she answered smugly.
"It's not about me being a Slytherin, it's about both of us loosing the love of
our lives." He said pulling out his wand. "Now tell me if you've seen him."
"You know we're blocked from hexes and such don’t you?" She answered just as
threateningly.
"I wonder if you can Avada a painting?"
"You cant, but feel free to try since our protection shields sends whatever
we're hit with back at the sender. Anyway it's your fault that he's crying so
you're not getting entrance love of his life or not."
"Oh so you have seen him," Draco smiled, "Thank you!"
"Oh damn!" The Fat Lady said to his back.
*****
"Harry?"
"CYAN! What are you doing in here?" Harry said startled from his bed.
"I came to find you. I wanted to make sure you were okay," Cyan said sitting on
the bed and pulling his teary sibling to him.
"How can you still look at me?" Harry whispered into the shoulder he was
wetting with tears.
"What do you mean?"
"You're like Sev, and he likes you and I messed that up for you."
"You're wrong Harry."
"You don’t like Sev?" Harry asked pulling back.
"No Harry, Sev doesn’t like me."
"Yes he does, he pretty much told me so."
"No Harry, it's you that he likes."
"You're wrong Cyan, please listen to me, I know Severus likes you, I think he
even loves you, and I want at least one of us to be happy."
"Then why don’t you be it Harry? Why are you trying so hard to make me be with
Severus, when I'm positive there can be nothing between the two of us." Cyan
said shaking his head.
"I know there is something between you two, let me share my memory with you of
that night?" Harry asked with hopeful eyes.
"Sure Harry."
*****
"Uncle Sev?" asked Draco about an hour later.
"What do you want Draconis?"
"What happened?" he asked surveying the wreck around him caused by every
breakable think in the potions master's room.
"Don’t make me repeat myself Draco." Severus warned.
"I was wondering if Cyan was still here, to see if he could give me the
Griffindor password."
"No Draco, he left soon after you, and I don’t think he'll ever be back."
"What do you mean?" asked Draco confused.
"Nothing Draco."
"Now that I'm here you might as well get it out because I know you're pissed at
me for some reason."
"Well it seems that Cyan thought that I liked his brother because of you
opening your big mouth."
"What?" asked Draco, confusion etched on his face.
"He thought that I was putting your happiness first in letting you have Harry,
so I took the next best thing."
"Shit we have to talk to them."
"Now Draco, get OUT!"
"Dejavu," Draco mumbled leaving the room.
*****
~Sorry about the wait everyone, but finals are finally over! Anyway this story
will end soon and since it's summer it should take me no time. I thank all of
you who have stuck to the story, and those of you who like my writing, I will
be starting a new story soon, but that one will have no twins other than the
Weasleys maybe, and it will be a Snarry.
Thanx again,
Madame Bob
***** Your Conscience Knows Best *****

Author's notes: Sorry it took so long but here is chap 26. 27 will be up soon.
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Chapter 26 -- Your Conscience Knows Best
Cyan was the first to wake the next morning. Mostly because he was used to
waking up because of Draco's alarm telling them that it was time for the boy to
start dressing. Looking outside of the window of Griffindor Tower he realized
how early they really woke. It was still dark outside.
Turning on his side he looked at Harry. It broke his heart that he couldn’t do
anything to help his brother through this ordeal. Or could he? Without
realizing it, he had started to draw circles on Harry's bare chest. A habit he
had from watching Draco sleep while he thought.
While the gears were going on miles a minute in his head, he didn’t realize the
effect his hand was having on the other teen. That is until he heard a small
moan. Pausing he looked at Harry's face. Tentatively running his fingertips
across his chest again, causing Harry to arch up into his hand and moan.
Leaning in he whispered in Harry's ear.
"Tell me what you want Harry," he said breathily.
"Touch me 'Ko," Harry said arching up.
"What?" he asked.
"Please Draco," Harry said now writhing on the bed.
And that's when Cyan knew what he was going to do. Letting his brother fall
back into sleep he took off in search of the handsome blonde.
*****
"Where is Draco?" Cyan asked walking into the Slytherin common room.
"He's on the couch, where he slept last night," said Blaise who had been doing
some last minute studying. "Say what happened last night? He came in here
crying and I had to rock him to sleep."
"I'm sorry, I dont have time to explain right now, but I'm sure that Draco will
tell you later."
Walking over to the couch he saw that Draco had indeed cried himself to sleep.
The tear tracks had yet to leave his pale face. Brushing his thumbs over the
dried tears, he whispered "Draco."
Draco immediately woke up looking up in hopes that Harry had come and forgiven
him. He was almost going to cry with happiness when he realized that the eyes
he was looking into were not the emerald he wanted them to be.
Looking away into the firelight that had given away the eyes, he asked "What do
you want Cyan?"
"Harry's asking for you."
"Really?" Draco asked with huge puppy eyes.
"Well indirectly, but his heart and his body know what he wants, now you have
to get it through his brain that you're the best thing that's happened to him."
Cyan said still wiping away the dried tears.
"What do you want me to do? He wont even talk to me." Draco said desperately.
"Come with me right now. On the way I'll tell you exactly what you're going to
do, hmm, maybe I should start on how I got this idea in the first place.
"Okay"
And with that the two Slytherins took off to Griffindor tower.
***** Making Ammends *****

Author's notes: Well i'm updating fast. So hope i havent lost anyone.
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Chapter 27 -- Making Ammends
"Harry," Draco whispered into his ear, while one of his fingers traced around
the boy's belly button.
"Why do you keep teasing me?" Harry moaned.
"Who's teasing you my love?" Draco asked seductively.
"Draco, mmhmm, just kiss me."
And with that Draco leaned down and captured Harry's lips in a bruising kiss,
making his eyes snap open. When he realized that Draco was actualy there, and
kissing him he tried to back up into the headboard, but Draco wasnt letting him
go anywhere.
"Mm-mm," Draco scolded against his neck where he had started licking the boy.
"You're not going anywhere."
"Draco, get off of me." Harry said pushing at the blonde, but to no avail.
"Why?" Draco asked amused, "Why wont you let me care for you, why wont you let
me have you?"
"Draco stop I dont want this," Harry said trying to surpress the gasp as Draco
bit one of his nipples.
"Yes you do," Draco said rolling his hips on the member that was about to be
fully erect. "You said so yourself, that you wanted me to touch you."
"I thought it was a dream!" Harry growled.
"So what your saying is that in your dreams I can do anything I want to you,
but right now I cant?"
"Ye...Draco, that's beyond the point. Get off of me right now!" Harry said
looking up at the blonde who was now holding onto the bars at the top of his
bed while his hips did wonders to Harry's own.
"Give me a good reason." Draco said now scooting down to dip his tongue in the
unpierced belly button.
"Because this is wrong. I wont let you do this!" Harry all but screamed.
Good thing Cyan had thought about the noise level and put up silencing charms
as well as privacy charms, as well as an invisibility charm, but that was for
himself, to guarantee that the boys wouldnt see him at the foot of the bed. But
he wasnt being a pervert, he was just there to make sure that they didnt kill
eachother.
"You wont let me what? Touch you? Care for you? Be in your life? Hell I already
love you, so it's too late to stop that Boy Wonder." Draco said finally
stopping.
"Don’t call me Bo...wait, you love me?" Harry asked surprised.
"Yes," Draco said getting off of the brunette, and sitting between his still
opened legs. "I've loved you since I was a kid, I just didn’t realize it till
last year."
"You've known you loved me since last year?"
"Yes."
"Why didn’t you say anything?" Harry asked confused.
"Well think about it. Our history isn’t really the best for a relationship, so
I decided that I'd watch you from afar. Make sure that even if it wasn’t me
that it was with, you would be happy. But this year you showed me that despite
everything that has happened with us, I had a chance at happiness too." By now
there were tears forming in Draco's eyes so he refused to look up, choosing to
count the lint on his pajama pants.
"But why would you still want me?" Harry asked putting a hand under the
blonde's chin and pulling it up.
"What do you mean?" It was Draco's turn to be confused.
"After I broke your heart, and left you and Cyan, then I went and fooled around
with our teacher, I must look like a common whore in your eyes," Harry said
feeling ashamed.
"You will never be anything other than my Harry in my eyes," Draco whispered
leaning in. "Harry?"
"Hmm?"
"Can I kiss you?"
Without giving an answer Harry pushed the rest of the way and crashed his lips
to Draco's in a kiss that was long overdue. Passion, understanding, and
unsuppressed love flowed through that kiss. Neither teen noticed the curtain
opening and closing as Cyan took his leave.
***** A Meeting *****

Author's notes: New Character in this chap XD
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Chapter 28 – A Meeting
“Luce I am not up for your shit right now!”
“Oh come on Severus, so you’re telling me that although you spend all day
around all of these people you still haven’t anyone in your eye.”
Severus just growled something under his breath.
“What? Been saving yourself for me Sev?”
“Hardly likely,” Severus chuckled.
“What? This is preposterous!” Lucius joked with his longtime friend, “Well
atleast someone still wants this arse.”
“Oh please do tell,” Severus smirked leaning back into his desk.
“I don’t kiss and tell Sev.”
“Bullocks! May I remind you how much time you spent bragging when Bella first
put out in school?”
“Oh that was just to rub into the fact that the whore had let me deflower her.”
“And then you married her sister, I tell you I have not had as much fun since
watching her face at your wedding,” Severus laughed.
“So have you taken any lovers lately Sev?” Lucius asked.
“You know I don’t do lovers Lucius,” Severus rolled his eyes.
“It’s never late to start. Besides you’re not married so it wouldn’t even be
like having a lover anyway.”
“Anyway you put it, it would seem like casual sex to me,” Snape said annoyed at
his friend’s bad habit.
“Oh and when did you stop having casual sex Sev?” Making both men turn around
wands pointed.
*****
Cyan had been standing outside of the door since seconds after the conversation
had started. He had decided to pay Severus a visit to reconcile and try to see
if he would accept atleast a friendship from the teen.
Hearing that last he couldn’t stop himself from finally entering the room.
“Oh and when did you stop having casual sex Sev?” he said making the former
Death Eaters spin wands out.
“Mister Potter, you frightened us,” Lucius said re-sheathing his wand.
“Well isn’t this a pleasure. The famous Lucius Malfoy himself,” Cyan smiled
looking up at the sire of his ex-lover.
“A pleasure to see you as well Mister Potter,” Lucius said inclining his head
in a short show of respect for the boy who rid him of the hideous mark.
Severus had seen from the moment that Cyan entered the room (after the shock
and the great amount of hope in the visit) that Cyan was going to hold up the
conversation as long as he could pretend to be Harry. It was Slytherin and it
was sexy as far as Severus was concerned.
“May I ask you a question Mr. Malfoy?” Cyan asked, waiting for the short nod,
“Are you always this formal?”
“Not around friends. You may call me Lucius if you desire, I owe you a lot.”
“That sounds nice Lucius, I don’t know what I owe you but you may call me
Cyan.”
Severus snorted not being able to laugh outright at his friends confused face.
“Why would I call you Cyan?”
“Because it is my name?” Cyan said feigning ignorance.
“Surely your son told you that Harry Potter had a long lost twin?” Severus
asked from where he was.
“Good Merlin, he wasn’t lying?” Lucius asked looking at the other two.
“Nope…Sorry.” Cyan smiled. “It’s nice to finally meet Draco’s father.”
“Well I cant help but be surprised at this turn of events,” Lucius smiled,
“Nice to meet you too, Cyan.”
“Well I was just stopping by to chat with Severus, but since you have company,”
he added looking at the Potions Master, “I’ll drop by later.”
“No need for that,” Severus said quickly, “Lucius was just leaving.”
“No I wasn’t,” Lucius said with fake confusion.
“Yes. You were.” Severus growled.
“Fine I’ll go find my heir.” The Malfoy fake pouted and got up to leave the
room.
“I can go get him for you sir, I’m not sure you’d be able to find him if you
looked.” Cyan said.
“He’s with him?” Severus asked with wide eyes.
“Yes,” Cyan smiled and took off.
***** Lucius' Visit *****

Author's notes: Chap 29 Ladeez 'n Gentz
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It took some time but Cyan was able to pry Draco from the mess that he and
harry had made on the bed. Scourgifying him to hurry things up he pushed the
blonde out of Gryfindor tower making sure that his brother knew where they were
going.
*****
"Father, what brings you to the school?" asked Draco worried about what
buisness his father now had here.
"Can I not visit my son or best friend Draco?"
"Oh of course you can, I was just taken by surprise."
"Draco, speaking of surprises, imagine when I see you and Mr. Potter here
standing in the same room without wands drawn."
Cyan smirking because he now had an advantage over the Malfoy patriarch,
decided to have some fun, "Yes Draco, imagine my surprise when I came to ask
your godfather a question only to find this delectable piece of a man sitting
so invitingly on the couch."
"EXCUSE ME?!?!" shouted Severus, while Lucius gapped in a very un-Malfoyish
fashion. Leaving Draco to catch the wink sent his way by the blue eyed teen.
"Oh come on Professor, you cant say that his gorgeous eyes, so much like his
son, doesnt make you want to fall into them?"
Lucius now looking from Severus to Draco asked, "has he had a head injury
lately?"
"Oh no you blonde adonis," Cyan said sitting down next to Lucius and placing a
hand on his thigh.
"POTTER, ENOUGH!" Severus bellowed.
"Ooo, too far?" Cyan asked looking back at Draco who was shaking his head in
disbelief.
"Mr. Potter please remove your hand from my thigh and feel free to explain
yourself to us."
"Or Severus can admit that hes right down jealous right now and Draco explains
it to you."
"You did all this to agravate me?" growled out Severus.
"Oh yes my dear Professor," Cyan said smugly getting up and sauntering over to
the stoic man with his hips swinging invitingly.
"Do you really hate me that much now?"
"The opposite, I just wanted to make sure you actually wanted me."
"What do you mean wanted you?" asked Lucius, turning to Draco, "What does he
mean wanted him?"
"Father have you seen my Seventh-year dorms?" asked Draco desperate for a
diversion.
"Of course I want you," said Severus.
"What do you mean want him?" asked Lucius. "Will someone tell me what in the
world is going on here? Since when does the Slytherin head of house act like a
lovesick puppy towards Gryfindor's goldenboy?"
Cyan held up his hand to stop the other two Slytherins from answering.
"Actually my dear Mr. Malfoy, I am not a Gryfindor. Second of all the only
thing on Harry Potter's body that counts as golden are his buttcheeks, but I'll
leave your son to explain that to you. Thirdly, you really think Sev looks
lovesick?" Cyan finished off sounding hopeful.
"What?" Lucius asked wide-eyed.
"Lucius, did you not recieve the begining of the year school newspaper? Because
there is no way you missed the headline. I still remember it and it's almost
Christmas. It read 'Which Potter Twin Fits Your Needs...take the quiz on page
two'" Said Severus smirking at his confused friend.
"Potter has a twin?"
"Father let me introduce you to Cyan Potter," Draco said pointing.
"You really aren't Harry Potter?" Lucius asked.
"No, he's not. I am."
~Guys I am so sorry. I hope I havent lost anyone. My computer crashed half way
into this chapter and I lost a bunch of files in the process. Now that it's up
and running again I hope to have this done in no time. Maybe one more main
chapter and then I will have to extra Sequels that will be journals from each
Potter twin telling about the rest of their lives.
***** Getting everything cleared *****

Author's notes: I'm done...check out the epilogues later
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Chapter 30 ~ Getting Everything Cleared
Everyone looked up as Harry made his entrance. Walking over to where his
brother was now standing he slung an arm around his twin and kissed the closest
cheek watching as the composed head of Malfoy Manor made a great impression of
a fish out of water.
“Nice to see you Lord Malfoy,” Harry said in his most polite voice.
“Mister Potter, perhaps you would like to explain to me why there is an exact
replica of you standing next to you?” Lucius asked in his sarcastic voice.
“Well sir, it’s like this,” Harry began and with help from everyone else filled
the man in on how this year had gone so far.
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“… and I know that I love your son very much, and would love it if I had your
permission and blessing to court him.”
“Incredible,” Lucius smiled up at the boy, “I cant even think about the look
Remmy’s going to have on his face when he hears this.”
“Remmy?” Harry asked.
“As in Remus?” Cyan asked.
“As in Lupin?” Severus took his turn.
“As in have you asked him to bond yet father? I don’t think he’ll wait
forever.” Draco said blowing on his already perfect nails.
“WHAT?” asked most of the room.
“Well father and Remus have been dating since father became a spy. I have to
say, walking in on them at least once a week during the summer does horrible
things to a boy’s wanking agenda.” Draco said casually.
“This is…uh, well, I cant really think,” Harry stammered.
“Is it because I was talking about myself wanking? Or that my father is getting
shagged by your fairy godfather?” Draco said with a smirk.
“Don’t smirk like that Draco,” Cyan said. “It makes Harry’s eyes light up like
Christmas trees, and I don’t think you want a horny Harry in front of your
father.”
“Hmm…” Draco murmured, “I’ll take a horny Harry anywhere.”
But Severus was the only one to hear.
“Well, Lucius do you have anything to say to the boys?”
“You have my blessing, but Harry, if I get word of you hurting or being
unfaithful to my son, you will find out that Severus isn’t the only Potions
certified one. I know a good concoction that will have your testicles ripping
millimeter by millimeter every hour.”
Gulping audibly Harry couldn’t do anything but nod, not noticing when Draco
appeared behind him and spun him around giving him soft kisses.
“You know what that means?”
*kiss*
“Mmm, No why don’t you tell me?”
*kiss*
“It means he gives his blessing…”
*kiss*
“And that means…”
*kiss*
“We get to shag like rabbits…”
*groan*
“Oh Draco,” Harry moaned as Draco laved at the spot right under his ear that
made him squirm.
“Harry,” Draco whispered into his ear, hot breath caressing the flesh on his
cheek like silk. “I want you to take me,” he said between nips to the hollow of
Harry’s neck, “I want you to bend me over the nearest surface and take me like
I’ve always dreamed.”
“Oh Draco,” Harry moaned again, not believing what he was hearing but none the
less more aroused than he had ever been in his life.
“Make me scream Harry,” Draco whispered into Harry’s mouth, capturing it in a
fierce kiss, trying to mold himself to the brunette that had captured all that
he was.
“Draco,” Harry gasped out as they pulled apart, “Not here, I want to do that
for you, but not here.”
“Oh please Mr. Potter, don’t leave” drawled the voice of the potions master,
“continue your deflowering of my godson right here.”
Groaning and lifting his head up from where his forehead had been connected to
a giggling Draco’s, he looked over the blonde’s shoulder as he pulled the boy
to him, only to groan again when Draco’s evidently still hard cock rubbed into
his own.
“I apologize for my indecent actions Professor, Lord Malfoy,” Harry said to the
elder men. “And Cyan stop rubbing yourself on Severus like that, cant you see
you’re making him horny.”
Everyone laughed and as Lucius made his goodbye telling them that he and Remus
would write, each couple split up and went on their way, making promises to see
eachother as soon as they could manage it.
IMPORTANT…I am writing a few one shot epilogues following each of the
characters, or some specific events that I will write off of this story. They
will not be included as chapters, but they will be up under my penname soon.
Feel free to read them, *winx* I saved the ending sex scenes for them.
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