Harry yawned and stretched, wincing. His head ached from the alcohol the previous night. He looked to the side and saw Lucius. He snuggled into the older man, closing his eyes as he felt Lucius stroke his hair.
"Good morning, love," Lucius mumbled sleepily. Harry groaned an unintelligible reply, holding his head. "Headache?" Harry nodded. Lucius said something and Harry's headache disappeared. He smiled.
"Thank you, Lucius. I'm staying away from alcohol for a while," Harry said, turning over so that he faced Lucius. He kissed the blonde, pulling away with a giggle when Lucius tickled his side, albeit unintentionally. Harry tumbled off the side of the bed and collapsed on the floor, laughing. Lucius stood up slowly, and stood over Harry. He helped Harry up, pulling the two of them together. Harry smiled as their bare chests made contact and wrapped his arms around Lucius. They kissed, Lucius sliding his tongue along Harry's lower lip.
"FATHER!" Draco's voice came from somewhere near the room.
Lucius glanced around, then sighed as he remembered what he and Draco had planned to do for the day.
"Draco and I are going to do some Christmas shopping today. I have to go. I'd take you, but it does involve shopping for you now," Lucius said with a smile. Harry laughed and let Lucius walk away to get dressed.
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Draco and Lucius made their way through Diagon Alley. Lucius turned to Draco.
"Christmas Eve shopping is always crowded," he said. Draco snorted. He looked around and his eyes lit up when he saw Blaise with his parents.
"Father, could I invite Blaise to spend Christmas with us? After all, he is my best friend," Draco said, pouting. Lucius' eyebrows shot up. Malfoys simply did not pout, unless it was something they wanted with their whole hearts.
"Alright, you may invite him. What will Pansy's family say, however, when you do not invite them for the holidays?" Lucius asked. Draco groaned.
"Can't we just invite them on the New Year?" he asked, a little surly. Lucius rolled his eyes and nodded with a smirk. Draco's face lit up. He threw his arms around his father, who froze in surprise. Draco pulled away quickly and dusted himself off as if nothing had happened. He turned away and ran over to Blaise. The other boy smiled when he saw Draco, and the two parted from Blaise's parents.
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A few hours later, Draco and Blaise made their way back to the adults, and Draco thought it was appropriate to bring up the invitation. Draco took a deep breath and turned to Blaise's parents.
"Would it be alright if Blaise spent Christmas at Malfoy Manor?" he asked, trying to seem as nonchalant as possible. Lucius' lips quirked upwards.
"I suppose," Blaise's mother replied, hiding a smile. She knew that Draco was a bit afraid of them, and she knew that the two seemed happiest when together. Blaise's father looked somewhat indignant at not being consulted, but at a glance from his wife, he shrugged. Draco grinned.
"Thank you!" Draco exclaimed. Mrs. Zabini saw an unasked question in Draco's eyes.
"Mr. Malfoy, would it be permissible for Blaise to return with you? We've finished our shopping and have plans for the morning tomorrow with some old friends," she said.
"Of course, Mrs. Zabini," Lucius replied after a glance at Draco. Were those puppy eyes? Lucius smiled as they said good-byes and those going to Malfoy Manor Apparated.
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Draco gasped, lacing his fingers in Blaise's hair as they passionately kissed. They were rapidly undressing, tongues making their way across any bare skin they could get to. Draco unbuttoned Blaise's pants, taking the other's erection into his mouth. His tongue flicked along the length, ran around the tip, then back down. Blaise gasped as Draco's hand massaged his balls gently, then more roughly. Blaise cried out as he came into Draco's mouth.
"Oh, Draco…" he murmured, massaging the blond's shoulders. He kneeled and kissed him gently, wrapping his arms around Draco. Draco guided Blaise's hand down to his own need, and Blaise obliged him by stroking its length slowly and teasingly. As Draco writhed he sped his ministrations up, stopping only when Draco bit his lip so hard it bled to keep himself from screaming in pleasure. Neither of them noticed when Harry opened the door to announce that lunch was ready.
"What the fuck?!" Harry yelled, covering his eyes. Draco scrambled away from Blaise, pulled a blanket off his bed, and threw it over the two of them. Harry cautiously uncovered his eyes. "Next time, lock the door," he hissed. "What if I were Lucius?!" Draco paled more than he already had, while Blaise's blush deepened the color of his cheeks.
"Please don't tell my father," Draco pleaded softly. "You know how much Blaise means to me. I don't know how my father will react to me going outside his arranged match." Draco bit his lip and wore a very un-Malfoyish expression of worry.
"It's safe with me. But in my opinion, if you want his blessing on this, tell him. Don't wait for him to walk in on you," Harry said, turning towards the door. "And be in the dining hall in five minutes for lunch or I won't make up excuses for you."
Draco let out a sigh of relief, turning to Blaise and placing a hand on either side of the dark skinned boy's face. He leaned in and rested his forehead on Blaise's, their noses just barely touching. Blaise wrapped his arms around Draco's slender torso, pulling his body closer in. Blaise pressed his lips to Draco's, then pulled away with a heavy sigh.
"I suppose we ought to get dressed," Blaise said, pulling on his clothes somewhat quickly, not caring about his appearance. Draco snickered as he pulled on his pants.
"Your shirt is backwards," Draco noted with a smirk. Blaise corrected it, muttering something darkly about "your mom."
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Harry and Lucius were already waiting for Draco and Blaise in the dining hall when they walked in. They'd managed to groom themselves well enough to appear as though they hadn't just been getting ready to have sex. Harry smirked.
"Harry tells me you've discovered the joys of the Muggle game of 'ball and stick,' Draco," Lucius said, sipping some amber liquid. Draco had to fight to keep a straight face while Blaise had to lean over to "pick up his napkin" to disguise his laughter.
"We most certainly have," Draco said, somehow managing to keep his face straight while Blaise had tears streaming down his face under the table. Draco, however, was making a mental note to punch Harry later on.
After Blaise had stopped laughing, he sat up and quickly made up an excuse. "Draco's awful at it. He has no handle for it at all," he said. That caused Draco to snort in laughter, then look over at Blaise.
"Well, you're no better than I am!" he said. Harry was trying very hard not to laugh, because everything took on a whole new meaning after walking in on them. Finally, the laughter abated, and the rest of the meal passed in peace.
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Hey everybody, it's Amy. (:
I'm really sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I don't feel too bad, because nobody reviewed the last chapter! I had no inspiration to work on this at all. ):
But then I had nothing to do during the "tsunami warning" on the 27th. That was a huge fakeout! We cancelled my show that night because of the supposed "great Hawaiian tsunami." I'm going to make a shirt that says "I live in Hawaii, waited for a tsunami, and all I got was a lousy three-foot swell."
Promotion will be in the next chapter!
Anyways, please review, all you who have this on update, or favorite story, or I'm sending Lain Coubert after you (Major cookies and I'll write something for you if you get the reference!!).