I Do What I Want (Drarry)

Shaytan

           "So you are telling me, that a Merrow fell in love with your vomit and therefore by extension, you as well?" Lucius deadpanned with an air of calm that his expressions didn't quite match.

            Fred groaned and covered his face while everyone else snickered. Well everyone but Blaise, who put a possessive arm around Fred.

            "Yes but when you say it like that, it sounds so gross." Fred complained.

            Pansy scrunched up her face. "No matter how it is put, it is gross." She pointed out.

            George was just happy to know that his brother was okay. He had been so worried when he saw Fred leaning over the side of the boat. He had worried that something was wrong. To hear that he almost lost him to a Merrow was frightening. He had the urge to hold onto him and never let go.

            Fred looked up and caught his brother's eye. He smiled slightly and pulled him into a hug. His brother may not be vocal about his needs but Fred always had been able to read him. "I am alright." He promised him. George hugged his brother tightly. "I know. It's just..." He trailed off, not sure how to put his fears into words.

            Fred pulled back from the hug. "I know. I would have felt the same way." He assured him before stepping into Blaise's arms.

            Pansy wrapped her arms around George's waist and leaned in to offer her support. She understood what George was going through. She didn't like the idea of Blaise in any trouble either.

            Lucius pretended to look elsewhere. He would have loved to offer them privacy but that was not a luxury that they could afford at the moment. "This boat looks so much smaller with all of us on it." He said with a frown. It was a good thing that he had charmed the teenager into getting them a bigger boat. Or else they would have had to remain on their brooms. As it was, the boat was a tight fit for all of them. He hated the hum of the boat as they trekked through the water. It made him realize that he was relying on the mentality of muggle technology to keep him safe. He hated that. Muggles didn't have good enough technology for the importance of maintaining his life.

            Severus's mouth twitched. "Yes, I would imagine so." Honestly, it was interesting to see his friend so out of his element. Lucius was usually so poised and in control. To see him unsure of things and wary, was a new experience for him.

            Lucius glared at the back of Severus's head. He could tell that his friend was taking great pleasure in his unease. It was just like the man to not have any decency about this. The least he could do was pretend. That would have been the noble thing to do.

            "Here I was about to tell you about George's paranoia. But now I don't think I will." Lucius turned his nose up in the air and glared at his friend again.

            George whipped his head up when he heard his name mentioned. "Please don't." He begged.

            Severus was intrigued. Damn Lucius for making him interested. That left the ball in the man's court. He weighed his options. He could pretend to not be interested and let the conversation drop. Or he could bite the bullet and suck up to the man to find out why George was so insistent. He always did take pleasure in embarrassing others. Seeing George embarrassed would make his day much better.

            Fred and Blaise looked to George with arched brows. George was not one for begging. He always said that begging was beneath him, he said that pranks worked as an intimidation tactic just fine. Fred looked to Pansy for an explanation but she was covering her mouth with her hands while her body was shaking from silent laughter.