Chapter 1: The Secret
The elderly wizard sighed intensely as he felt the grace of the evening wind pass through his hair. The elderly wizard being Gandalf the White was a tall and forbodding figure, a cute and long wispy white beard and elderly learned eyes making him into a total dreamboat that no sane man, woman or beast of prey could possibly give up.
He was looking out over the mountins of the log cabin he and his boyfriend, Dumbledore built together with their magic. It was hard to think that not 2 weeks ago Dumbledore had died only to be transported to Gandalf's land, where of course the wizard saved him and realized that he was both gay and in love with him.
"What you thinking about babe?" the Dumbledore said as he wrapped his hands around his waist, pressing his own waist up against that cute butt that Gandalf wiggled for goob measure. "Just about us babe, I can't believe that tonight we're finally going to try and get pregnant!" the elderly wizard blushing as he said that and letting out a gentle gasp, feeling so many new feelings for huis beloved.
"You know it babe, you'll make a great Daddy, I can't wait to see you big and round with our child. I hope it's a boy, then we can call him Harry!"
Gandalf chuckled, having been told all about his lover's child back in the other realm from whence he had been teleported from. "Magic there seems to have so many less rules than in this realm. If only I could 'Appirate' to Mount Doom and help Frodo, only i didn't because I love you to much and tha'ts why I'm here and not there.
Dumbledore reached for a hock of Gandalf's ham and shushed him. "Shhhhhhh babe. It's alright, you do't need to worry about the hobbitsis. Only me and that tight, wrinkly butt of yours. Now come on in, I lit the candles and cooked your favourite meal. Chicken Tikka Massala with a Garlic Coriander Naan and Mushroom rice. Delivery time is set for 30 mins from now!
Gandalf giggled a girly giggle as he came inside. Of the house. And they ate their meal the delivery driver dropped off for them as they talked about their love for one another and the comings and the goings of wizards in the various worlds that they had lived in and might live in. Who knew? If Dumbledore could travel through worlds then perhaps there was a chance that they could find a way to do it. Then they could live in peace for eternity with their children.
"You're an excellent cook babe" Gandalf moaned as he loosened his wizard belt and belched very loud. So loud that it sounded like Boromir's horn when he was saving Pippin and the other hobbit.
"I have to give you the credit babe. You are my muse, gosh I love you so much, from your beard to your sandals and your staff. I want you, right now my love, let me take you here against the table… on a journey to another world!
Unpacking the game of Risk they enjoyed a couple of hours of intense battle over Middle-Eart, the game of champions as Dumbledore of course beat poor Gandalf, the submissive wizzard bowing out as his home country of the shire was finally conquered, accusing "No fair, you're so much better at this than me!"
Dumbledore licked his lips seductively, lidding his eyes as he said "I won… that means that… I need… to claimm….. my prize.
He pounced like a cat onto Gandalf, pinning him against the table as they began to make out passionately, snogging like teenagers, smashing their lips together repeatedly, several slobbery kisses cementing that they were about to move into the next stage of their relationship.
He was a lovely kisser and Gandalf knew he was ready for the next step, pushing away Dumbledore as he undid his robes, revealing his anorexic and shrivelled form to the other elderly wizard. "I…I'm ready," he mewled, Dumbledore also undressing as he grasped ahold of Gandalf's feet.
"Are you sure you want me to do this my love? Once we do this… there's no turning back. You know that right?"
"Yes."
Dumbledore pulled a whetstone from his robe on the floors and began to rub against the hard skin on Gandalf's feeties, the wizard moaning in pleasure, panting like a doggo as he gripped the wood of the cabin in their lovely mountain retreat, his tongue lolling out as he felt each and every strip of hard skin being taken off.
"Oh gods you're a wizard Dumbledore! PLEASE HARDER!" he whined, watching the other elderly quizard pound the stone against his scaly like feet, the wizard getting higher and higher in pitch as he let out one final moan as he finished his handy work. Dumbledore licking the newly shaved feet before they both engaged in deep and assionate steamy sex.
It lasted for a full 6 hours before finally Gandalf emerged, thoroughly impregnated and ready to give birth. Wizards have a much less time when it comes to incubation of little ones.
With a cry of pain Dumbledore dropped an iron on his poor foot, just as Gandalf gave birth to their son, harry potter junior.
Suddenly the roark of something that was definetely not a human child caught his eyes and ears, the wizard bursting into the birthing room to see that his love of his life was cradling a small furred maned wolf cub, the little cutie suckling cutley on a paw as Gandalf teared up.
"Babe… please I wanted to te-" he watched as Dumbledore put on his coat and left the hut, the elderly wizard sobbing and howling as he watched him go. Ashamed he'd cheated and not kowing what the future held for his young.
Hey guys so I know what you think. It was a cop out to twist the end, but bear with me. A better chapter is coming next when we meet the wolf Father :o Luv u all 3 Rate and review plz :D Kisses! xxxx