Potter's sharp intake of breath and step backwards was as good as an admission.
"Who. Is. He?" Draco growled. "A school friend? An old lover?" He gritted his teeth and waited for Potter to find his voice.
"It's my godson, Teddy Lupin, who you smell. He was --" Potter looked away and caught his breath. "He was five years old when one of The Pack broke through the wards of his grandmother's house and came for him, wanted to raise him. Some sort of justice for Remus's betrayal. He was bit, but Andromeda managed to save him from being taken. We have been hiding it since. George makes him Wolfsbane each month, and I've been working with Werewolf Support Services under the guise of mourning Teddy's father."
Teddy! I really love to play on Teddy's werewolf heritage. LOVE IT. And couldn’t resist here. I had him born as a werewolf (because the only makes sense to me as it's passed through blood) but Rom told me that nope, JKR said Teddy WAS NOT born a werewolf so GAH!!! *rewrite* But it worked better anyway because I need to do a bit more world building and have 'The Pack' be this deadly menace. Still – I question JKR's statement and make Teddy wolfy whenever I like (but for this fic, I opted for a 'proper' justification).
"And that's what's so important about me." A slow burning sparked inside his chest, an ache that felt like jealousy and self-pity. "How I affect Teddy Lupin."
Isn't that a nice little slap in the face? Poor Draco. I do like to see you in pain.
Potter stared at the floor, his long lashes hiding any guilt in his eyes. "He's supposed to be off to Hogwarts next year and this… God, things have to change or they might not even let him in."
Right. Ten years old. Draco huffed out a curt breath. He would not be envious of a child. "Come here." Draco tilted his head to motion Potter forwards. "Give me your hand."
Having Teddy as only ten worked well in making Draco feel ridiculous for his jealousy and not setting up an actual triangle (I wanted this fic to be ONLY H/D). And yet, it didn't stop the jealousy from being there. Harry was HIS, and had always been (totally canon in Draco's head), but also with Harry having looked after him in the hospital and even now that Harry clearly has ulterior motives, Draco feels like he should be 'first' with Harry (totally IC, imo) so he needs to make a gesture and show Harry and Teddy that Draco is THERE. Now regarding the 'marking' I come from BTVS and 'marking' was a huge thing – usually involving biting. I miss that! Soooo hot. So yeah. I couldn't do biting because of the whole 'turn him into a part werewolf' complication that I didn't want to deal with – though it would have been HOT for Draco to sink his teeth into Potter's neck to mark him. Nnnngh. I couldn't do pissing lololol it was an exchange fest after all and I didn't really know froggie all that well. So …
Potter's eyes narrowed, but raised his hand, palm up to Draco.
Draco leaned forward but the binding held tight. "Closer." His voice was raspy, low and dirty, strange on his tongue.
Potter's eyes flashed as he heard it, and he stepped forward as though compelled. He moved his hand so that it was a hair's breadth from Draco's nose. Draco inhaled: hand soap from the kitchen sink, cedar and rosemary and underneath that, a wolf.
Draco pressed his nose forward, nuzzling the webbing between Potter's fingers, scraping against the rough calluses. He rubbed his cheeks up and down the palm and each finger in turn. Potter let him.
Confession: I … um… I smelled my own hand like a dozen times as I wrote that bit. IDEK – just to get the feel/smell/whatever in my head so I could describe it properly. And I just did it again as I re-read. Like a pavlovian response or something. LMAO.
ETA: rosemary and cedar. it's a thing. I swear I pop it in every fic where something 'smells good and sorta woodsy' I happen to love those smells together. very manly. LOL.
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SAVAGE - Marking Scene III
Date: 2011-04-26 12:52 am (UTC)Teddy! I really love to play on Teddy's werewolf heritage. LOVE IT. And couldn’t resist here. I had him born as a werewolf (because the only makes sense to me as it's passed through blood) but Rom told me that nope, JKR said Teddy WAS NOT born a werewolf so GAH!!! *rewrite* But it worked better anyway because I need to do a bit more world building and have 'The Pack' be this deadly menace. Still – I question JKR's statement and make Teddy wolfy whenever I like (but for this fic, I opted for a 'proper' justification).
Isn't that a nice little slap in the face? Poor Draco. I do like to see you in pain.
Having Teddy as only ten worked well in making Draco feel ridiculous for his jealousy and not setting up an actual triangle (I wanted this fic to be ONLY H/D). And yet, it didn't stop the jealousy from being there. Harry was HIS, and had always been (totally canon in Draco's head), but also with Harry having looked after him in the hospital and even now that Harry clearly has ulterior motives, Draco feels like he should be 'first' with Harry (totally IC, imo) so he needs to make a gesture and show Harry and Teddy that Draco is THERE.
Now regarding the 'marking' I come from BTVS and 'marking' was a huge thing – usually involving biting. I miss that! Soooo hot. So yeah. I couldn't do biting because of the whole 'turn him into a part werewolf' complication that I didn't want to deal with – though it would have been HOT for Draco to sink his teeth into Potter's neck to mark him. Nnnngh. I couldn't do pissing lololol it was an exchange fest after all and I didn't really know froggie all that well. So …
Confession: I … um… I smelled my own hand like a dozen times as I wrote that bit. IDEK – just to get the feel/smell/whatever in my head so I could describe it properly. And I just did it again as I re-read. Like a pavlovian response or something. LMAO.
ETA: rosemary and cedar. it's a thing. I swear I pop it in every fic where something 'smells good and sorta woodsy' I happen to love those smells together. very manly. LOL.