Title: Internal Burning.
Summary: Hp/Dm/Sb. All of consenting age. Post war, Voldie dead, Lots of people are alive.
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters in my story. I do not own the world that J.K. Rowling has created. J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter, the rest of my characters and the world in which my story takes place. I write purely for fun, not profit.
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"Are you listening to me, or just pretending to ignore me because you don't like what I'm saying?"
The blonde across from Harry rolled his silver eyes, causing Harry to wonder how he could do even 'that' gracefully. Draco leaned back in his chair relaxing, "Would I do that Harry?"Harry arched an eyebrow at him and the blonde smirked, "Okay I would, but I am listening. I just don't see why it's necessary."
"Why it's necessary for me to be open and honest to my friends and family about the man I'm with? You really don't see why Draco?"
"No I don't. It's none of their business if we're together, it's our business. I don't want them…Ruining it by sticking their noses where it doesn't belong." Draco sniffed and folded his arms over his chest.
Recognizing Draco's way of trying to act like he wasn't afraid or even knew what the word meant. Harry got up and walked over to Draco. He forced open the blonde's arms and sat on his lap. He smiled as his lover wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, "Draco, my friends aren't like that. I'm sure that they'll be a little shocked when I tell them that we're together. I mean they were shocked when I told them I was gay. But they accepted that quickly enough didn't they? They'll see how much I love you and they'll grow to love you just as much. I promise it'll be fine."
"Always with the Gryffindor optimism and belief in undying loyalty, the world doesn't always work that way Harry."
Sighing Harry shook his head and pinched Draco a little, getting a low curse from the man, "It's not my 'belief in undying loyalty or Gryffindor optimism' Draco. I know my friends, I know them completely. They're going to okay with us being together."
"Even the Weasel? Draco returned the pinch to the back of Harry's thigh.
"Hey that hurt!" Harry swatted at Draco's head and frowned, "And what did I tell you about calling him that?"
"I believe there was a threat but other than that I wasn't paying attention." Draco grinned, showing off all of his perfectly straight and white teeth, "Oh am I going to be punished Harry?"
"Maybe you should be." Smirking a little, Harry raised one of Draco's hands and nipped on the sensitive parts of his index finger. Watching the arousal growing on the blondes face, Harry licked the spot he bit and slid Draco's finger into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and sucking suggestively. The blonde watched his finger slide into Harry's mouth, storm clouds of lust growing in his silver eyes, making them look dark and dangerous.
"Harry…They're had better be sex at the end of this foreplay or I'm going to be very grumpy." Draco growled threateningly.
Letting Draco's finger slide out of his mouth, Harry hummed, "Maybe there will, maybe there won't."
"Oh there will."
Yelping as Draco stood, holding him in his arms; Harry squirmed a little, not really trying to get away. He was carried out of the blonde's living room and into the bedroom, Harry shivered a bit at the sight of the bed, the bed alone was a promise of sinful pleasure. Draco none to gently dropped him on the bed and he watched as the man pulled his wand out of his sweater sleeve. Draco pointed it at himself, banishing his clothes and leaving him in his naked glory, and then he pointed it at Harry freeing him of his clothes as well.
Shivering, Harry took in the sight of a naked Draco and his cock hardened rapidly. The man was a pure god, sex god as it was, and he was practically a drug to Harry. He just couldn't get enough of the man, constantly needed to touch the man, stare at the man, or for Merlin's sake taste the man, glowing skin, soft hair, and lustfully sensuous lips, not to mention the long, and thick cock that was practically weeping as he stared at it.
"So since you've been a brat, I think I should be the one punishing you actually." Draco tapped his long fingers on his lips, studying Harry with his stormy eyes.
"Oh really, so are we going to talk about it all day or are you going to do something about it?" Harry replied sarcastically.
"Such a mouth…"Draco growled, crawling onto the bed and hovering over Harry. "I think I'd enjoy it wrapped around my cock." His fingers tapped Harry's mouth this time.
Nipping roughly at Draco's finger, Harry reached up and took a hold of Draco's hard cock. The blonde hissed and moved his hips forward, attempting to make friction. Tightening his hold, the brunette smiled and moved his hand slowly up and down, his fingers dragging threw the pre-cum leaking out of the head of Draco's cock. Pulling his hand away, he slipped his cum covered fingers into his mouth and sucked in the taste of Draco.
Draco pinched his hip and growled, "Tease."
"I'm waiting for you love."
With a low mutter, Draco grinned and scooted down Harry's legs before lifting himself up and pushing his legs open. Harry slung his knees over his lover's shoulders and took a relaxing breath. Draco caught his eye and tipped his head, his eyes inquisitive. Harry nodded and smiled a tiny smile. The blonde gave him one of those sweet, rare smiles that he lived to see, and reached for the lube that they'd left on the end of the bed earlier in the day. He popped open the bottle and coated his fingers with a copious amount of the slick liquid.
Reaching down between them, he lightly circled Harry's hole with the tip of his finger. Wrapping his fingers in the sheets, Harry pressed towards his finger and lifted his eyes to Draco's to beg with them. The blonde smirked wider and pushed his finger all the way in, forcing Harry's eyes to roll back in his head. Draco stretched him with one finger until he was being begged for more. He shoved in two more fingers, searching for the spot inside of Harry that would make the man fall to into wild, little pieces. When he hit it, Harry's legs tightened around him and Draco made an impressed noise, his own need burning eyes.
"Draco, if you're not inside me in less than thirty seconds, I'll kill you!" Harry snarled at him, his eyes narrowing on Draco's smirking eyes.
"Promises, promises." Draco teased him but pulled his fingers out and moved to settle above him. He kissed Harry's knee and then leaned in to press a kiss to his lips. Reaching between them, he guided himself into Harry's body slowly, drawing low noises from both of them.
"Oh…Yes." Harry relaxed against the bed and pushed his hips up to meet his lovers first thrust.
"Merlin…" Draco began snapping his hips back and forth, going deeper and deeper inside of Harry with each thrust.
As usual, their lovemaking was rough, passionate, needy, and amazing. It was pent up from all of the years they'd had to force their passion for each other into hate and not love. It was wild and as satisfying as an explosion going off inside their bodies. They made love as often as possible, even sometimes when it wasn't possible. But every time felt like the first time with them, whether it was Harry inside of Draco or Draco inside of him.
Panting, Harry reached up and pushed back a stray lock of hair that had fallen into Draco's face. The blonde met his eyes and smiled at him, even as he moved deep inside of him. Melting a little at that smile, Harry whimpered, "Please Draco…I want to come."
"Hold it for just a bit love, just a minute." Draco almost sounded like he was begging, though Harry figured it must just be because the man was so close to coming. A Malfoy doesn't beg, as Draco had informed him multiple times.
Knowing what would set the man off, Harry squeezed his inner muscles around Draco, lifting his hips just as the man snapped his own, driving into him. A look of pure undoing filled Draco's face and he let low out a low moan, "Fuck Harry!"
Chuckling darkly before letting his own orgasm slip loose, Harry closed his eyes and snapped upwards as his cock shot cum between their bodies. He opened his hazy eyes to stare up at Draco, he smiled. The blonde looked completely open, his eyes half open, his teeth chewing on his bottom lip. He looked so… innocent as he pumped inside of Harry's tightened muscles, trying to find his own release. When he found it he whimpered and shook wildly as he collapsed on top of Harry whose arms tightened around him, knowing how Draco loved to be held after lovemaking, not that he would ever admit it.
Tipping his head to the side, Harry smiled as Draco buried his face into his neck, whimpering and pressing sweet little kisses to his skin. "Harry…you." Draco half sighed next to his ear, kissing his ear lobe lightly.
"Mm, I love you too." Harry chuckled and pulled Draco's soft blanket over them, and turning slightly to tuck Draco into his body as the man slowly drifted off into a deep sleep. The blondes' last words were barely more than a whisper, but caused Harry to laugh once more, "Yeah, yeah…Bloody Gryffindor's and their…Love."
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"Um…I hope its okay but I invited someone to come to dinner to meet you all. He's running late I guess…" Harry flushed and shyly looked across the table, where his closest friends and family were sitting. It was most of the Weasley's, Sirius, Remus and his lover Snape, and Hermione, even Luna and Neville had joined them in the small, discreet restaurant Harry had chosen exactly for those reasons. "I hope you don't…mind."
"A boyfriend?" Sirius asked quietly, studying him closely. Harry was sitting at end of the table with Sirius to his right and Draco's empty seat to his left.
But his question wasn't answered because Hermione asked right after him, "Ooh, do we know him?"
Flushing even more, Harry nodded, "Er…Yeah."
"We know him? Who is he mate?" Ron looked around the table, as though someone might know and would clue him in.
"How long have you been dating him?" Hermione smiled and took a drink of her wine.
"A-about s-seven months."
"Seven months!?" Ron's jaw dropped open and his eyes were comically wide.
"And you didn't tell anyone?" Remus chuckled, "I didn't know you were so good at keeping secrets."
"Hmph." Snape locked eyes with Harry and was clearly trying to get into his mind again.
Smirking a little tauntingly Harry kept Severus out of his mind and looked at Remus, "No I didn't tell anyone until I knew that um…It was relationship that was going to last, a serious relationship."
"And is it?"
Harry glanced at Sirius and nodded, a small smile pulling at his lips, "Yeah, it is. It really is."
"Oh that's so sweet!" Hermione cooed, sharing a smile with, Ginny, Luna and Mrs. Weasley. "Well when is he going to get here? I can't wait to meet him!"
"He should have been here by now…He's always late." Harry rolled his eyes but kept smiling.
"Who is he?" Ginny grinned, leaning over her salad, her eyes curious and excited.
Flushing again Harry over their heads, "Um…" His eyes caught a flash of platinum blonde hair and he smiled, "He's here actually."
Everyone at the table whipped around and strained to look across the restaurant. Ron being the tallest frowned and whipped back to look at Harry, "I don't see anyone, but Malfoy just walked in, small world."
Smirking, Harry looked down at the table as everyone slowly turned to look at him, shock on their faces. Hermione paled and sat back in her seat, "Oh….Oh my."
"I'd like to second that statement." Ginny added weakly.
Draco stepped around one last table and walked over to Harry, his smirk only masking the nervousness Harry could read in his eyes. Harry stood and Draco leaned over to kiss him. Breathing in the delicious scent of his lover, Harry smiled, "You're late."
"Fashionably."
When they pulled apart, Harry looked around at his family and friends. He chuckled at their stunned expressions, "You've probably guessed that Draco's my…Boyfriend."
"You're joking!" Ron shook his head and tried to grin, though his eyes were narrowed on the blondes.
"No he's not." Draco sat in the seat next to Harry's, rolled his eyes and pulled his lover down as well.
"No he is…I mean I know you guys are friendly but…"
Chuckling darkly Draco sipped at the wine the attentive waiter had placed in front of him, and said cheekily "We're just friendlier than you all thought."
"Draco!" Harry gave him a dark look and shook his head, "Look it's not a joke, it's not prank and it's not a curse…I know that's what you're thinking. But it's not. It's just how it is. I love him and I'm happy." He smiled at Draco, who winked at him covertly. Harry swallowed hard and looked around at his friends and family. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were studying Draco carefully and talking quietly, Hermione looked bewildered, Ron angry, Ginny, Luna, and Neville looked quietly torn between amusement and anxiousness, Remus was grinning broadly and whispering to Severus, who was studying his godson with narrowed eyes. He studied Sirius last, feeling the man's hard stare. Sirius was staring at Draco with open distaste and distrust in his eyes.
His heart panging as he stared over at his godfather, Harry reached over to lay his hand lightly on the back of Sirius's hand. He needed Sirius to be okay with his relationship with Draco. The man was one of the most important people in his life, and his opinion and blessing were almost necessary. He needed to know that Sirius would remain loyal to him no matter who he was with.
Sirius turned his startling, dark blue eyes on him and stared him for a long moment before whispering, "But he's a Malfoy Harry."
"Hey! You're not far from being one you know!" Draco snapped, his silver eyes flashing dangerously.
"Yes, but thank Merlin I was spared from that misfortune." Sirius shot back.
"Guys, come on, stop." Remus gave each man a scolding look and rolled his eyes at Harry who smiled weakly.
"He started it…" Draco muttered his eyes still narrowed on Sirius's equally narrowed eyes.
"Draco, please." Harry gave Draco's his best version of his puppy dog eyes and the man sighed and nodded. Turning back to Sirius, Harry squeezed the hand he was holding, "Please Sirius…"
Staring at the hand on top of his, Sirius took in a deep breath before nodding, "It's none of my business, and as long as you're happy, I'm happy." His blue eyes slipped off of Harry's and very pointedly away from Draco. Sighing happily, Harry turned and smiled at Draco, who raised an eyebrow at him and rolled his eyes.
"So how did you guys get together?" Mrs. Weasley asked, leaning around her silently grumpy son to peer at Draco.
"It was when I was in America. Well, you remember how I went to that Wizards retreat in the Colorado Rockies? I didn't even think to think that I wouldn't know anyone there. But the first night when we all sat down to the first meeting, I look to my left and there's Draco about five seats down and looking completely bored." Harry laughed and shook his head, "Well after the meeting I approached him, and after a few insults, and a lot of threats, we just kind of started laughing. It was all so hilarious and ridiculous at the same time. Just thinking about all those years we spent acting so petty and immature, it just made us laugh. It wasn't long after that that our feelings grew from friendly to Er…More."
"So that's what you meant about Colorado being a place you'll never forget." Hermione looked over at him before studying Draco closely.
Flushing, Harry nodded, "Yeah, it's the place that brought us together."
"This is so sappy…" Draco groaned. His face buried in his hands.
Harry, Remus and Severus all chuckled, as they were the ones used to Slytherin personalities. Everyone else was staring at Draco like he'd kicked a puppy or done something horribly rude and embarrassing. Reaching over he took Draco's hand and lightly stroked the inside of his palm. The blonde shivered and barely stopped himself from shivering as he tried to answer more of everyone's questions about Harry and his relationships. It was one of Draco's erogenous zones and Harry seemed to forget it as he dragged his nails lightly across the sensitive skin.
He was enjoying the almost easily flowing conversation so much that Harry didn't notice the slight sweat building high on Draco's forehead, or the way the blonde's eyes kept flickering over his body and lips. He did notice when Draco's leg rubbed lightly against his. Glancing at Draco, he caught the ghost of a smirk growing on the corner of the man's lips. Gulping, he looked away, and caught himself wondering if he and the blonde could sneak off to the bathroom without, calling attention to themselves.
Just about to turn and whisper the suggestion to Draco, Severus snapped, "Potter stop whatever you're doing."
"Huh?" Harry glanced over at the man, who was glancing at Remus in his protective way. Harry looked over at the werewolf and saw how badly the man was blushing. He realized that Remus must be, smelling Draco and his arousal in the air and how that would affect the werewolf who was sitting so close to his own lover. Snatching his hand off Draco's, he scooted his chair away from the blonde, moving closer to Sirius. "Sorry…"
Remus smiled tightly, "Not your fault." But he moved away from Severus as well.
The former professor glared at Draco and Harry, making sure that they knew it was their faults that his lover had to move out of touching range from him. Draco rolled his eyes and edged his foot forward to rub up Harry's leg. Harry made sure that no one was paying attention to them and were too busy talking to notice him as he leaned in to whisper, "Stop that Draco!" Draco just reached under the table to run his hand up his thigh. Shivering and shooting Remus an apologetic look, Harry jerked away and almost fell out of his chair. Sirius caught him and his surprised breath huffed out into Harry's right ear and hair, making Harry gasp at the stimulation.
"You okay Harry, you're all red." Sirius helped him back up and pushed his hair out of his face.
Already being over stimulated, Harry pulled back quickly. Grimacing at the hurt look on the older man's face, he huffed out "Yeah, I'm alright. Thanks."
The rest of the evening was calm, with only a few outbursts from Ron, who couldn't seem to stop picking at Draco. Of course it wasn't like Draco was any help in that department, he seemed to be completely, amused by arguing with Ron. Harry hadn't seen him having so much fun in a long time and only reprimanded him when the arguments were getting to out of hand. He tried to make up for jerking out Sirius's hold by joking with the man for most of the night, and tried to apologize to Remus by asking him to explain how his new apothecary was doing. Remus jumped eagerly into the conversation and Severus gave Harry a brief but approving nod.
By the end of the night, Harry couldn't stop smiling, everything had gone so well! Of course there had been tense moments, but for the most part it had been a lot of fun. Everyone seemed to really accept Draco and his relationship, he knew they probably didn't like it all that much, but they were going to give it a chance. With a happy sigh, he followed the rest of his friends and family outside of the restaurant and into the bitterly cold air. He hugged everyone but Remus and Sirius goodbye and watched as Severus pulled Draco away to talk quietly and rapidly to him.
"He's probably just nervous about Draco dating a Gryffindor." Remus laughed, drawing back Harry's attention.
"What, why?" Harry shook his head and chuckled.
"Sev probably thinks you'll change him into a sappy, romantic, sweet Gryffindor."
"Because that would be so horrible." Sirius rolled his eyes.
"Are you kidding me? Draco as sappy, romantic and a sweet Gryffindor, I can't even picture it." He tried and just ended up laughing.
He rubbed his arms to try to put some warmth back in them and wished he brought a jacket along to dinner. Sirius noticed, "Oh…Here have my jacket." He began pulling off his leather jacket but was interrupted by Draco, who stepped in beside them.
"I've got him." Draco smirked and conjured up a soft, warm, cream colored, thigh length jacket. He held it out for Harry who smiled at him and pulled it on.
Harry let Draco pull him into his side and cuddled into him, "Thanks love."
"Yeah, yeah." Draco rolled his eyes and raised his eyebrow at Sirius's very annoyed look.
"Draco I'll be owling you tomorrow, we're not done with this conversation." Severus sounded just as annoyed as Sirius looked and glared at Draco, even as Remus took his hand and tried to pull him away.
"Do what you must, Severus, but I make up my own mind."
Frowning at Snape, Harry squeezed Draco closer. Remus smiled at him and leaned in to hug him, "I'll talk to you soon." He moved to walk away but leaned in and winked, "By the way 'I' approve, afterall I know what it's like to have a Slytherin on your arm and in your bed."
"Remus!" Severus groaned and pulled the laughing Remus away.
Harry coughed and avoided looking at Sirius who was scowling up at the stars. "Er…We should head home, it's getting colder out."
"Are you coming home tonight?" Sirius asked as they started walking.
Draco smirked, "Well he's exhausted my bed so we thought we could use his."
"Draco!" Harry wriggled out of his arms and pushed him away.
"Do you know how to shut your mouth?" Sirius snapped at him, peering around Harry to glare at Draco.
"Yes, but Harry prefers when it's open."
"Bloody hell, Draco would you please stop?" Harry gave him an admonishing look and received an innocent, wide eyed look from his lover. Rolling his eyes to show Draco that the look wasn't going to work, Harry moved a bit closer to Sirius and spoke softly, "I'm sorry about him, he's…A brat."
Sirius absentmindedly threw his arm over Harry's shoulder, something the younger man was completely used too. The man lit up a cigarette as they walked and took a long drag before asking quietly, "Then why are you with him."
"Because I love him." Harry said simply, leaning into Sirius's warmth. "I mean look at him, really look at him. Look past the 'Malfoy' façade. He's funny, silly, sweet, and amazingly gentle when you least expect him to be." He smiled at the stony faced man, gracefully walking down the street.
"You really l-love him then?"
Harry could feel the tenseness in Sirius's arm around his shoulder and nodded, "I really do." He glanced up at the older man's beautiful face and pushed back his curly, jet black hair, "Is that going to cause problems between us?"
Taking another drag off his cigarette, Sirius grinned down at him, "Harry nothing you could do would ever cause problems between us. You're stuck with me. So even if you're dating a brat like 'that'," he nodded over at Draco, "I'm not going anywhere." Sirius winked at Harry and pulled him in closer.
Taking a whiff of the musky scent coming off of Sirius, Harry smiled at the familiarity of being so affectionate with the older man. The man was more than his deceased father's friend, more than his godfather, he was more like his best friend, his family, the only person besides Draco that Harry really considered family, someone he couldn't live without. He loved the time he got to spend with Sirius. He was funny, witty, smart, and actually not much different than Draco. Of course he was more willing to voice his emotions and affections on Harry than the blonde, but other than that the men were incredibly similar.
Noting the sour look growing on his lovers face, Harry regretfully pulled away from Sirius just enough to grab on to Draco's hand and weave their fingers together. Draco looked down at their hands and smirked as he moved closer. "I knew you'd forgive me."
"Who says he has?" Sirius murmured.
Harry chuckled, "He's right, who says I have forgiven you?"
Draco leaned in and lightly licked up his neck, to his earlobe before sucking it into his mouth. Harry shivered violently and grinned, "Okay…I forgive you."
"Are you positive?" Draco nipped his earlobe and slipped his hand free from Harry's.
The hand slipped up the back of his shirt and nails lightly dragged down the back of his skin. With a light gasp, Harry pulled the hand away and shook his head at Draco, unable to keep the smirk off his mouth. He heard an aggravated sigh and looked up at Sirius who was rolling his eyes at the stars and murmuring, "Randy little brats, I swear."
Harry wrapped his arm around his waist and squeezed lightly, "Oh come on. You must have been like this at one point."
"Who say's I'm still not?" Sirius smirked and winked in a completely devilish way.
Understanding why so many men and women found Sirius irresistible, Harry cuddled into his side as they turned to walk up the path to Grimmauld Place. Feeling Draco's hand rubbing circles into his lower back, Harry smiled and took in Draco's almost interested eyes on the house. Harry knew the blonde must be excited to finally see the almost legendary Grimmauld Place. He'd heard so much about, first during the war, when it was the headquarters for the Order of Phoenix, and then when he started dating Harry and learned the man was living there with Sirius and however else happened to pop in and decides to stay for a while. Draco's fingers were even tightening on his skin, a small sign of how intrigued the man was.
Sirius pulled away from Harry and pulled out his wand as they approached the door. He moved it up and down once in front of the door knob and the door clicked open. He turned to Harry and his eyes flicked to Draco once before he glanced back to the brunette, he put his fingers to his lips and turned to walk into the dark house. Unfortunately they still hadn't been able to remove the portrait of Sirius's mother from the wall and still had to be quiet as they walked through the front hall.
"Draco, you must be very quiet as we walk through the front hall, understand?" He whispered as he stepped over the threshold into his house. Draco gave him a curious look but nodded.
They made it halfway through the hall when there was a loud crash to the left of Harry. He heard Sirius curse and shout the charm to turn all the lights on, and caught what he thought was a devious chuckle from his lover right before the curtains covering Mrs. Black ripped open and the women began shrieking so loudly that they couldn't understand half the words she was screaming at her son and Harry.
"Bloody fucking hell!" Sirius yelled, running forward to try and pull the curtains closed, but not before shooting a scalding glare at Draco who was doing his best impression of innocence.
"Draco!" Harry shouted his hand over his ears as he rushed to Sirius's side.
The blonde tried to keep his innocent façade up but couldn't seem to be able too, because a cheeky smirk broke out on his face. "I'm sorry! I tripped!"
Rolling his eyes and focusing and pulling the curtains closed, Harry stared at Mrs. Black. He wondered what Sirius's father must have looked like because the man did not get his amazing good looks from his mother. The woman's shrewd, tight eyes were rolling around in her head and she screamed. They landed on Draco and she instantly stopped screaming, startling Harry and Sirius so much that they both took a step back.
"I sense that you are a Slytherin, young man." She studied Draco sharply, her eyes taking in his beauty and grace. It was so creepy that Harry felt a little grossed out and took a step towards his lover.
"I am." Draco smiled politely at Mrs. Black.
She sniffed loudly before her lips curled into what Harry figured was, supposed to be a smile, "Finally some good blood back in my families' ancestral home. What's your name, young man?"
"Draco Malfoy, Madame, enchanted to meet you." Draco gave her his most charming smile and dipped into a slight bow.
There was definitely a grin on the woman's face as she gazed approvingly down at the ever charming Draco. "Welcome to my home, I do hope you plan on staying and hopefully influencing the way my home is being run."
"I plan on staying as long as I'm welcome." Draco fluttered his eyelashes in a flattering way and Harry felt a soft sigh coming out of him as he watched, his insides going gooey. But he caught Sirius rolling his eyes at him and stopped himself.
"Have a wonderful evening Mr. Malfoy, I do hope we'll find the time to chat sometime soon."
"Nothing would please me more."
Mrs. Malfoy beamed at him and her curtains slid closed, blocking her from view. Harry smiled in amazement first at his lover and then turned to do the same to Sirius, only to frown when he saw the man glaring at his lover. Sirius reached forward and grabbed Draco's arm hauling him into the kitchen. Harry winced and hurried after them.
"Hey you're going to bruise me!" Draco snapped, jerking his arm out of Sirius's hand.
"Wouldn't want that, would we? You be imperfect for a few days!" Sirius glared. "Why, did you make such a racket in the front hall, when Harry warned you not too?" Draco opened his mouth to say something but Sirius cut him off, "And don't say you didn't, because that I don't buy that innocent act!"
"I was curious." Draco snapped, rubbing his arms and scowling. He sniffed and looked away, "Besides, it's not like I didn't handle the situation is it?"
"That's not the bloody point, and it doesn't actually surprise me that my bitch of a mother likes you. You're cut from the same cloth aren't you? The fucking point is if you're in my house, you follow my rules!"
"It's Harry's house too and he likes my unpredictability." Draco smirked, reaching out and pulling Harry closer.
Harry made a surprised noise and sighed loudly, "Please stop! I don't want you guys to fight all the time! Draco stop being a brat and Sirius…don't be so…Serious!" He attempted a half enthused grin at his little joke and waited.
Sirius's lips twitched out his scowl and he rolled his eyes as he grinned, "Lame joke Harry. But…I'll try to be more serious if he tries not to be such a brat. I know it'll be a challenge for him, but I think he can do it if he tries hard enough."
Draco sniffed and ignored Sirius's comment, choosing instead to turn to Harry and yank him close in to his body. Staring wickedly at Harry with those seducing silver eyes, he stage whispered, "There's something else I think I'd like to do, but I'll have to be trying really…'hard'."
Blushing wildly, Harry chuckled under his breath and got lost in Draco's eyes, "Oh?"
"Mhm. Where's your room?"
"Ugh!" Came loudly next to them and Harry blinked as he stopped staring into Draco's eyes, to look over at Sirius who was wearing a disgusted look, "I'm going to bed."
Blushing even more, Harry nodded, "Night." He pulled away from Draco and stepped over to Sirius. Wrapping his arms around his waist, he hummed, "Have a good sleep."
Sirius made a content noise and hugged him tight, "I'll see you in the morning." He ran his fingers gently through Harry's hair and pulled back. He gave Draco a condescending glare and turned to walk over to the staircase.
As soon as he was out of sight, Draco yanked him in from behind and pulled his hair out of the way to kiss his neck heatedly. "Where'd you say your bedroom was?"
"I didn't…But it's upstairs, third floor." Harry moaned as Draco's hand dipped into pants and covered his recovering hard on.
He felt Draco smiling against his throat and reached behind him to hold Draco's head in place. Murmuring against his pulse, Draco sighed out, "Too far away, I want you now."
Harry gasped as he was pushed the wall, and the blonde began tearing his clothes open. Draco winked at him before ducking down and taking his erection into his mouth. His fingers scraping against the brick wall, Harry moaned and buried his fingers into Draco's soft hair.
As they lost themselves in their passion, neither man felt the presence on the stairs. Sirius clutched his chest and listened to Harry's pants and moans floating in from the kitchen. Closing his eyes tightly, he turned and hurried up the stairs to his room as fast as he could, his eyes filling with a gentle wetness. Closing his door, he slid down it onto the floor and kicked away shoes sitting by the door, "Damn it!"
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