Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Harry Potter. It's all J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros and everyone else. Too bad, I'd love to put Harry/Draco together :) I only own the characters Kevin, Ray, and Burt.
Summary: The once romantic, exciting love shared between Harry and Draco has slowly ceased. Both men acquire new partners and move on with their lives. Fate allows for them to have one more shot, but the question is...are they willing to try again?
WARNING: This is SLASH which means guy on guy, and if you don't like it, then don't read it!
A/N: This story was written by my girlfriend, Liene, and it's definitely worth reading if you're an H/D fan. Since she doesn't have her own account, it's being posted on mine, so please read and review!! By the way, all chapters will be noted at the beginning about who's point of view it's being written in because it varies back and forth between the two.
This chapter is written from Draco's POV
Chapter One: Getting In, and Getting Off
The clock on the wall in Draco's office was ticking endlessly. The silence of the late night filled the air, as the sound of a pen being tapped sounded on the desk of an extremely tired Draco Malfoy. Not only had it been an excruciatingly long day, but Draco still had plans with his husband later that evening. Some concert or something they were supposed to go to, but Draco couldn't remember what. He heaved a heavy sigh, his small stomach going forward slightly under his black button-down.
He flung his pen magically back inside it's holder, stuffed some papers into a manila folder, shut down his computer, and locked his desk. He rubbed his eyes, drowsy from the lack of sleep he had been getting combined with piled up work. He packed up his black briefcase, ambled to the door lost in thought, and hit the switch. The door followed close behind him with a wave of his hand.
He walked down the corridor to the elevator and walked in. He hated being the last one to leave the place, but he did it so often, it hardly fazed him. He reached ground level, and exited to his right down the ramp to find his white Escalade he had recently purchased. He waved his hand at the lock and hopped in.
Laying his briefcase down on the seat next to him, he nodded and a slight buzz of music came on. Draco peered down at his silver Rolex and realized it was only ten to seven. To him, it felt more like midnight. He pulled out of the parking lot and headed down the familiar streets of Manhattan. He had moved to New York only when he decided to divorce his now ex-husband, and felt compelled to find another mate, preferably one who would be of and "upper-class" so to speak. He had settled down with his current husband, Ray, about a year ago. They had only dated a month before tying the knot.
Draco had known his prior husband a good seven years before getting married, although, just knowing someone was a hell of a lot different than really knowing them. That's just the way Harry and Draco were. At the beginning, they were enemies, more like the first five years. After their sixth year together at Hogwarts the two boys started falling for each other. It was a long process before they actually began dating, but in the end, they ended up together somehow. A small smile crept onto Draco's face as he drove lost in thought.
Draco's mind was wandering back to Harry a lot lately. He wasn't sure whether it was because their ex-anniversary was coming up, or he just was not in the mood to spend time with Ray after such an agonizing day…maybe it was a little bit of both.
Draco took the last turn onto Raven Street, rolled past the first few houses, then turned right and pulled up to his two-story brick house. He parked his Escalade and turned off the ignition. He sat there lost in thought for what he thought was only a minute, when he heard his door being pulled ajar. It was Ray.
"Hey, babe…you've been sitting out here for like ten minutes, you okay?"
Draco turned to look at the dark-haired man next to him. Damn, why did he always have to fall for guys that reminded him so much of that damn Potter.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Draco lied forcing a slight smile.
"Well, then, come on! The concert starts in about forty minutes!" Ray said helping Draco out of the car.
"We'll get there, don't worry," Draco assured him.
"You want me to take your briefcase?" Ray inquired rubbing Draco's shoulder.
"Nah, I think I'm man enough," Dray shook his head, smiling for real this time. Harry would have laughed at something like that, Draco thought, grabbing his briefcase, and walking inside with his husband.
"I made some macaroni, you hungry?" Ray asked pouring himself some whiskey and seven-up.
"Maybe later," Dray said, undoing his tie and heading for the stairs. "I'm going to shower real quick, and then I'll be down."
"Alright, baby, I'll warm you up some mac and cheese," he heard Ray shout from the kitchen.
"Oh, Ray?" Dray called from the stairs. "Pour me a seven-seven will you?"
"Alright!"
"I need a little energy if I'm going to be putting up with this concert shit tonight," Dray mumbled to himself.
The warm water felt good against Draco's exhausted body. He lathered up his short blond locks, and took his shaver to his balls. He wasn't sure if he'd be in for a bang tonight or not, but thought he'd clean up just in case. He rinsed off, and opened the shower door. He wrapped his green towel around his tight abs, and went to the mirror fix his hair. There was a knock at the door.
"You want that seven-seven, babe?" Ray asked from behind the door.
"Yeah, bring it in here," Dray requested, as he ran some gel through his hair.
"My, my, aren't we looking fabulous tonight," Ray smirked wrapping one arm around Draco's waist and setting his glass on the edge by the sink.
"Well, you better let me get ready if you wanna get there on time, eh?" Dray asked smiling back at him, once again forcing it.
"Alright, baby," moaned his husband, and tapped Draco lightly on the ass, then leaving Dray alone.
As soon as the door had shut, Draco grabbed the glass and gulped it down to nothing. He ran his finger up from the bottom of his glass and saw the whiskey filling up the glass. Desperate times called for magic. He changed the saying just a bit. He took another long gulp, and headed back out into the bedroom to get dressed.
Once he had tied his tie on, he headed down the stairs where Ray was waiting for him with a glass of seven-seven and the car keys.
"Ready, sexy?" Ray asked scanning his husband up and down, and handing him the glass and keys.
"Yeah, although I shouldn't drink and drive," Dray smirked taking the glass, gulping it down, then sliding the glass across the table and heading out the door, keys in hand.
The two men hopped into Dray's Escalade and Dray headed for downtown. He flipped his radio off. He would be hearing enough music for the night.
"So whose this concert for again?" Draco asked cocking a brow as he watched a yellow Volkswagen turn directly in front of him.
"Nickelback, remember?" Ray answered looking slightly disappointed that Draco had forgotten.
"Oh, right," Dray mumbled casting a glance over at Ray who was frowning slightly at the window.
They drove a while longer until they reached the concert hall at which the band would be playing for the evening. Draco scanned the parking lot until he found a decent spot and pulled into it.
"Alright, well, we made it," Draco piped up, trying to sound a bit more cheerful for his husband's sake as they both got out of the car.
"Yeah, good thing…you got the tickets right?" Ray asked looking at Draco.
Draco froze on the spot. He had left the tickets on the dresser.
"Shit!" Dray spat, slamming his door shut. "Dammit, I left them on the dresser at home."
"You're joking right?" Ray asked looking frantic, shutting his door.
"No, I'm not fucking joking!" Dray declared.
"Well now we're gonna fucking miss it!" Ray whimpered.
"Aw, now don't go crying about it. I'll figure something out."
Draco paced a few steps back and forth thinking about it, until he looked up and saw a security guard heading toward the hall.
"Alright, follow me," Dray whispered, grabbing Ray's hand.
"Oh, no we're not…" Ray snapped quietly.
"What?" Dray asked turning around, feeling his hand being let go of.
"I'm not sneaking into a concert!" Ray retorted.
"Well, it's the only way we're going to make it, Ray. You got any better ideas?"
Ray shook his head.
"Alright then, come on!" Dray said grabbing Ray's hand again.
They followed the security guard at some distance and then Draco told Ray to hide behind one of the cars, and after Dray got him down, to run out and grab him. Dray ran around one of the cars, and then stopped in front of the guard.
"Hey, you got any smokes on you?" Draco asked politely.
"No," the guard said passing him.
"Well, um, I need one really bad, so if you got any friends in there that have one, could you just—" Dray stammered before being cut off.
"Listen, smart-ass, I'm not into playing games, so beat it," the guard said turning around staring Dray right in the face.
"Well, sir, I'm really sorry about this," Draco said, and balled his fist then threw it into the guys jaw, knocking him out cold. Dray whistled for Ray to come help him.
"Alright, we're going to put him in one of these cars and lock it from the outside," Dray said grasping the guard's legs while Ray was at the arms.
"And how do you propose to do that?" Ray inquired looking disbelieved.
"Magic," Dray smirked, opening one of the doors and tossing the guard in. Once they had him in the car, Draco stripped him down to his underclothes, and then threw on the uniform.
"Oh, you sly bastard," Ray chuckled watching his husband change.
"Well, considering this is all for your sake, I think you owe me a little something when we get home," Dray grinned looking at his husband.
Ray stood there smiling in the moonlight and then said, "Oh don't worry, I'll give you something as long as we get in."
Draco and Ray were at the entrance. Dray's heart was pounding, and his nerves leaping, but on the outside, he was as smooth as glass.
"Come on, you. We're going to go talk to head of security," Dray said holding Ray by the collar. "Just play along," Dray whispered into Ray's ear.
"Let me go you bloody guard, you're choking me!" Ray screeched pretending to get out of Draco's grasp.
People in the line started looking at them, but no one seemed to find this behavior odd in a city with so many criminals and such. The two men glided right through the entrance without anyone noticing that they were simply two guys sneaking in. Dray felt proud to be a Slytherin at this point, for no Gryffindor would have ever had the balls to do something quite remarkable as this.
The two boys made it past a few people, then Dray turned sharply to the left into a men's bathroom. He let go of Ray's collar and pretended to just be going to the bathroom. Ray followed Draco at a far enough distance to seem like he was by himself. Draco entered one of the stalls and then quickly reapplied his own clothing. He minimized the guard's outfit and shoved it into his pocket, then exited the stall to find that his husband was at the sink pretending to fix his hair.
Draco began to leave the bathroom with Ray at his heels.
"That was amazing, Draco!" Ray chimed in quietly smiling at his husband.
Dray plucked his collar in a superior fashion, "It's just because you're hubby's a pro," Dray said smiling striding out of the bathroom and up the stairs to find a seat, listening to Ray chuckle beside him.
The concert ended up being much more entertaining than Draco had originally thought it would be. His plan had gotten them through the entire concert and all the way back home.
"That was some concert, eh babe?" Ray asked opening the side door of the house.
"Yeah, it was better than I thought it would be. But I think my ingenious plan of sneaking in made everything a lot more fun and risqué, what do you think?" Draco asked smiling devilishly walking into the house and locking the door behind him.
"It definitely added a little excitement to it, I'll give you that much," Ray commented from the kitchen. Draco was still untying his shoes. "You want a seven-seven honey?"
"Sure, babe," Dray called from the entry. He walked into the kitchen and leaned up against the doorframe watching Ray pour him a glass. Harry used to pour him drinks all the time. Harry used to give Dray the liquor, and Harry used to grab himself a beer out of the fridge and the two used to sit by the fire and just drink and relax. That was the first time he had ever made love to Harry. They weren't drunk exactly, but the small faint of beer on Harry's breath made Draco's heart pound and his cock erect. Sure, they had fucked before, but that was the first time they ever had sex with meaning. And that was the night Draco confessed that he loved Harry, and only a few days later was when Draco had proposed.
"Baby? You alright?" Came Ray's voice.
"What? Oh, yeah, I'm fine," Dray said taking the glass that Ray was handing out to him. He took a sip. It warmed the inside of Dray's throat, just like always. It was great for calming his thoughts, especially when his thoughts were causing him pain.
"Well, Draco," Ray's voice purred into Draco's ear, "how's about that little reward for getting us into the concert?"
Draco felt a slight tug around the pit of his stomach. Ray grabbed Draco's glass and set it on the table running his hands up and down Draco's sides and through his blond locks. Draco moaned slightly at his touch, then Ray grabbed Draco's hand and led him up to their bedroom.
Ray guided Draco to the bed and sat him down gingerly. Draco, sitting on the edge of the bed, watched as Ray quickly skidded across the room to light a few candles, then slowly took off his shirt as he turned back to Dray. Draco watched with interest as he saw his husband come close to him and kneel down in front of him. Ray's hands guided Dray's shirt off, and soon the two men were topless.
Draco felt Ray's hands push him up onto the bed more, and then Ray slowly began undoing Draco's pants. He felt his pants slide off of him, and soon he lay there with only his boxers on, but looked down to see that his boxers had risen below his abdomen. Ray clenched his teeth onto the hem of Dray's boxers and slowly pulled them off exposing Draco's erection. Dray moaned as Ray began massaging his balls slowly and gently. Ray removed his own pants and boxers in the meantime.
As Ray began sliding his own hand up and down himself, Dray felt his husband's mouth slowly intake his cock. The warm, wet feeling on his member felt so good, he thought he might come soon, but he held off. Ray had made himself hard, and then climbed on top of Draco, still sucking gingerly at his cock. Draco arched his back slightly and sighed into the air. He then felt hands creep up to his pecs and as Ray began rubbing them while still mouthing his erection, Draco grabbed a pillow and bit into it.
"Aw, fuck," Dray moaned, biting on the corner of the pillow, glancing down at Ray sucking on his dick.
"That feel good baby?" Ray asked with a full mouth.
"Yeah, don't stop…"
Ray continued sucking and deep-throating Dray making him crazy. Dray couldn't hold off on his come, so he grabbed Ray by the face and pulled him up toward him, then turned him over on his knees and began to slide his cock into Ray's ass. He rocked back and forth, his cock sliding in and out, until he felt ready to come. He rammed up his cock into Ray's ass, felt Ray squirm slightly, then felt a warm orgasm eject from his cock. He slid out, and lay next to Ray. He lay there, just staring at the ceiling, wondering what it would've felt like if it had been Harry squirming beneath him instead of Ray.
A/N: Did you like it? Don't worry Harry and Draco meet up in the next chapter! This chapter is just the beginning plot so you can get to know the characters and the situation. Please review and tell us what you think:)