Iron and Wine Chapter 11: Waitin' For A Superman, a harry potter fanfic

Chapter Ten:

Waitin' For A Superman

A/N: Please read, review and enjoy!

I asked you a question and I didn't need you to reply

Is it getting heavy?

But then I realize, is it getting heavy

Well, I thought it was already as heavy as can be

Is it overwhelming to use a crane to crush a fly?

It's a good time for Superman to lift the sun into the sky

'Cause it's getting heavy

Well, I thought it was already as heavy as can be.

Tell everybody waiting for Superman

That they should try to hold on the best they can

He hasn't dropped them, forgot them or anything

It's just too heavy for a Superman to lift.

Kearia roared experimentally, it vibrated through the edge of the Black Forest. Harry was beside her in a moments time, patting her head as she nuzzled against her 'Mothers' affection. Beaming, Harry turned to Draco who merely smirked at the entire scene. "You do know how absolutely ludacris this looks, right Potter?" he drawled playfully.

It was nightfall and Kearia had just caught them food, and more than enough for the two of them that was for sure. There were a couple foxes and rabbits skinned, gutted and ready to be cooked. Harry offered four to Kaeria and him and Draco would share one fox, one rabbit just to spice it up.

"So the Forbidden Forest is..."

"Not even five minutes away," Draco completed his sentence quickly and with the wave of his hand.

"And it'll take us..."

"Till nightfall tomorrow at the latest to get to Hogwarts,"

"As long as we start off..."

"Tomorrow, early morning rise,"

"Are you sure it won't take...erm...longer?" Harry mumbled, turning the meat he had just skewered on a stick to roast over their small fire. Kaeria seemed weary, she padded around the tree they were leaning against before resting on the forest floor not more than a foot from Harry who sat with Draco leaning against him.

"Potter, are you trying to say that you would rather be lost out here with me than back there at the castle with your friends?" Draco teased lightly, but Harry knew well that he felt the exact same way as his companion.

"I reckon I'll be Flooing straight to the Burrow or Grimmauld Place once we get there...either way you most likely should not come with me, I don't think I want to have to deal with telling them everything at once," Harry sighed, he definitely wasn't looking forward to the following day and he was more than glad that Draco had decided upon stopping and resting early instead of doing so in the Forbidden Forest. It was Forbidden for a reason, afterall.

"Do not dwell on that now, Harry, for we still have one night left," Draco whispered comfortingly, he reached to the boy next to him and took him gently into his arms.

They both immediately were relaxed as they wound themselves in a tight embrace, their limbs circling around each other's slender but fit bodies. Harry lost his face inside of Draco's messy, platinum hair and the scent of Lavender which somehow still wafted off of the blonde despite their rugged, dirtied state.

"Mmm...you always smell so good," Harry mumbled, dramatically sniffing again just so he could hear Draco chuckle lightly against his own hair.

Draco pulled and placed his hand under Harry's chin, bringing the brunette's face up to his own so they could look into each other's eyes. Harry's mouth dropped open immediately, for looking into those silver eyes so deeply always brought pure astonishment. He saw there the purest of emotions; caring, anxiety, wishfulness, and even love.

"Draco. I want to make love to you," Harry whispered, his eyes unblinking not wanting to miss a split second of the blonde's reaction.

Draco's mouth upturned into a blissful smile, his features lightened considerably. "Of course, Harry. I am all yours," he said silkily, leaning forwad to capture their lips together.

Harry immediately felt his groin heating with anticipation and pleasure. He decided to take control this time, especially since Draco was usually the one calling all the physical shots and this was their last night together.

Harry leaned over, not allowing their lips to part as he did so, and unbuttoned Draco's blouse and let it fall to the floor. He pressed his hands eagerly on that pale skin, running up and down the smooth abdomen and teasing the small pink nipples he adored. He pinched and twisted them, causing Draco to moan into his mouth as their tongues swirled around one anothers.

Harry let his hands travel further down as he scooted closer to Draco, nearly ontop of him now. His hand was unfastening the button and zipper of Draco's slacks, and when he was finished with that he pushed him lightly down onto his back and climbed ontop of him.

They were soon in the same old rhythm of rocking their hips against one anothers, their throbbing members gliding harshly up and down and wanting more. Wanting pure, explicit, sensual release. Harry pulled himself away from Draco's mouth and grinned when he heard a whine, but Draco quickly quieted himself as Harry yanked off both of their trousers and boxers all in one. Harry took a moment to sit back on his knees, drinking in the naked sight of Draco Malfoy that was low and behold all for himself.

"Mmm...so beautiful," Harry whispered as his fingertips began to run themselves from Draco's ankles, all the way up to his inner thighs.

The blonde closed his eyes tightly and threw his head backwards, his body shook in pleasure as he felt one of Harry's hands grasp his hard member tightly at the base. "Do you want me Draco?" Harry whispered huskily from his place still on his knees.

"Yes," Draco hissed in response.

"Do you...need me?" Harry squeezed tighter at this, only to enjoy seeing Draco's hips buck beneath his touch.

"Yes, Gods yes!"

"...Are you sure?" Harry then reached down with his other hand and grabbed Draco's balls, giving them a small pleasurable squeeze causing the blonde to whimper uncontrollably.

"Fuck, Harry, yes I am sure! Please, I want you...neeeed you...oh, Merlin..." Draco gasped as Harry's hand slid from the boys balls to his hole.

Harry grinned widely as he felt the pleasure completely knotted up in his groin now, but he still wanted to see more of Draco writhing on the floor begging for him. Harry pushed one finger in the others entry way and was more pleased by the reaction; Draco's eyes flew up and locked immediately with Harry's, and all that they both felt was spoken there. Harry inched another digit inside and thrust them in with a purpose.

"Fuck Draco, do you know how hot you are?" Harry muttered more to himself as he began to ease his two fingers in and out of Draco's slowly lubricating hole as the blonde thrashed and moaned on the forest floor.

"Oh, oh, Harry c'mon...pleeease...more, oh Gods, fuuuuck!..." Draco cried, his eyes unable to be shut as he couldn't stop staring passionately back at Harry.

Harry obliged by placing one more finger inside, sliding it into the tight access and then fingering Draco's hole exuberantly. He allowed this continue for a few minutes, his hand still squeezing tightly on his lovers shaft.

Suddenly Draco's eyes went wide and his gaze could not be broken from Harry's pleased one, "Fuck, right there!" he screamed, echoing through-out the surrounding forest.

"Right....oh, here?" Harry teased, plunging his fingers as deep inside as he could at the same angle as before. Draco shuddered beneath him and cried out once again.

"Yes, there! Oh, yes Harry, fuck!" Draco was screaming now. Not moaning, groaning, but actually just screaming with pleasure that raked through his entire body as Harry stimulated his prostate.

"Tell me what you want Draco,"

"You," Draco hissed.

"No...tell me what you want," Harry said more firmly, pulling out his fingers a bit causing the other boy to whimper.

"I-I want you, Harry, to put your cock inside my arse and fuck me seven ways till Sunday," Draco groaned but as he heard Harry chuckle lowly, he knew he'd get what he was asking for as the three digits removed themselves and the hand around his shaft released.

"Mmm...I think I can do that," Harry smirked and readied himself on his knees, now hovering overtop of his boyfriend and looking down at his face. They held one anothers gazes strongly as Harry forced his tip inside of Draco's hole.

Draco immediately sighed with relief as he felt more and more of the member pushing inside of him. But he knew he didn't have all of it as Harry's balls weren't resting against his arse yet. Knowing he could have more, and most definitely wanting it, Draco grabbed a tight hold of Harry's hips and unsuspectedly pulled them harshly towards him, forcing Harry to fully enter him. He groaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure and Harry gritted his teeth together, surpressing his own moan that rumbled deep in his chest.

Draco kept one hand on the small of Harry's back, keeping him pushed fully inside of him, and one hand snaked its way up Harry's front and began to pinch and twist his dark nipple. Harry pulled himself out as much as Draco would let him before yanking him back inside.

Harry went down on his right elbow, allowing for better access for the both of them, as he now breathed hotly into Draco's neck as sweat began to stream down both of their backs. Harry pushed as deep as he could inside of Draco, but it seemed as though the blonde still wouldn't let him thrust in and out. "Ooooh, fuck Harry...I don't want you to....ahhh....ever, be...out of me!" Draco cried pleasurably, his body was tremoring now beneath the brunette who was absolutely rattled with nerves tickling with pleasure.

Bringing his hand down Draco's side, Harry felt the boy up and eventually left his hand clasping and kneading Draco's left buttocks cheek which allowed moans of pleasure to escape his mouth. Draco was momentarily distracted by this and loosened his grip on Harry who finally began to pull himself almost fully out before thrusting all the way back inside. Draco jumped at the sensation and screamed incoherently.

Harry thrusted in and out, first slowly and hard but then he picked up his pace. Eventually he was slamming his dick inside of Draco, the blonde screaming and writhing beneath him with his nails leaving scratch marks across Harry's backs begging for more. Harry was biting his lip painfully but he didn't seem to notice as husky moans were escpaing his mouth, he changed his angle slightly and slithered out his tongue to lick the hollow of Draco's throat.

"Fuck! FUCK! Right there, oh fuck Gods, right there Harry!" Draco screamed, pushing himself towards the others shaft.

Harry quickly obliged, all the pleasure knotted up in his groin desperately wanting to be released. He rocked hard and fast, in and out of Draco's rectum. "Oh Merlin, Draco, so tight...so...good! Fuck, fuck, oh yessss...." Harry hissed into the others ear, sending Draco almost literally over the edge.

"Harry! HARRY!" Draco cried, and as his prostate was hit one more time he came sticky all over his and Harry's abdomens, his body shuttering beneath him as he whimpered in pure pleasure.

Harry came shortly after, fully releasing his seed into Draco. Soon after, he pulled himself carefully out and collapsed ontop of Draco. "Fuck, Draco," Harry whispered huskily as arms wrapped around him, "That was..."

"Amazing. It really was," Draco agreed, rolling both of them onto their sides as they lay by the fire now. "Though I would fancy a bed one of these days. Having rock, sticks and dirt all over my back is not something I have a kink for,"

"But I like my Draco dirty," Harry grumbled playfully, recieving a smack on the back of the head for that.

"I'm not hungry anymore," Draco said decidedly, not wanting to move from being wrapped up in the naked warmth beside him. His head was nuzzled deeply into Harry's crook of his neck.

"Me neither," Harry agreed, softly kissing Draco on his forehead.

After a few minutes of silence, Draco spoke up tiredly. "Hey Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"I-I love you," he stuttered and became more than nervous when Harry pulled away from him ever so slightly to peer down into his face.

Emerald eyes crashed into silver ones, Harry was beaming down at Draco. "I love you too, Draco. And not a thing in this world could ever change that," he said and then reached down to kiss him firmly on the lips before they wrapped themselves tightly around one another again. Harry slowly maneuvered their bodies ontop of their forgotten cloaks and then they fell asleep, blissfully together.

The next morning it was difficult to pull apart from one another, and they both thoroughly regretted it. But things needed to be done. They ate their extremely crispy (as in ridiculously burnt) fox and rabbit meat for breakfast, before stomping out the remains of the small crackling fire. Harry bent down next to Kearia and patted her soft, golden mane. She was quite large now, just as big as her mother had been.

"Kearia, darling," Harry cooed her awake gently, "Time to get going," he explained, and somehow it always seemed like she understood. The Chimaera awoke with a cat-like stretch, her dragon tail wiped around her body very narrowly missing hitting Draco and Harry both. She lapped out her large tongue onto Harry's hand as a sign of affection before standing up.

"Shall we get going then?" Draco offered his hand to Harry who shook his head gently, retrieving his wand from his pocket.

"We need to pay attention in here. We may not come across anything, or we could come across a Nundu or a school of Acromantula's," Harry explained, he didn't want to be distracted by Draco...although deeply, he really did, but he knew that it would endanger the both of them and he couldn't have that.

"You are right," Draco agreed, and the two began to solemnly start their walk. Most of it was done in silence and they shared sweet kissed every once and awhile and small, muttered 'I love you's. They were both still getting used to that term. 'Love'.

Harry could tell he was in the Forbidden Forest now and they had been for at least four hours. The trees were closer together, there was less of a path to walk on, and everything just seemed quite a bit darker and there was an odd sort of energy around. Kearia took her time walking, doddling almost a hundred yards behind them.

Being a little paranoid, both boys kept their wands clasped in their hands and their eyes scanning their surroundings as their mind went over an array of hexes that could prove useful.

Suddenly Harry heard a loud scurrying to their left, his head whipped around and his wand pointed outward as Draco stalled beside him. "Stupefy!" he yelled, and the red light shot out and hit a youth Acromantula. Harry quickly ran through the trees towards its stunned body and whipped his head around in all directions.

"It looks like it was alone," Draco huffed beside Harry, who was still keenly looking outward.

"Yeah, it does. The Acromantula colony was quite a bit East in the forest, if memory serves me right," Harry explained slightly more relaxed.

"If...memory serves you right?" Draco stuttered, "And why in the world do you have a memory of where an Acromantula colony is?"

"Long story short. Me, Ron, Second Year...are we ever up to any good?" Harry joked, but shrugged and walked off, Draco quickly following behind with a sneer but letting it go for now. There was still a lot he didn't know about the boys past, but he would let him tell in time.

It was another hour before they ran into any other trouble, and it was merely a Jarvey which scared the bejesus out of Harry. "What the hell is that thing? Is that a ferret?" Harry screeched, his wand pointed two yards in the distance as the 'ferret' turned towards him and...sneered?

"Git, ugly git!" the voice came from...the ferret!

"It can talk?"

"It can only insult, really," Draco rolled his eyes and placed a hand on Harry's wand. "It is not going to harm us, it only likes hunting for Gnomes...see, look, he is going back into his hole to find some more," he said pointedly, as the Jarvey most definitely did run back into a hole in the ground just wide enough for itself to fit.

"Bloody hell, I didn't think creatures could talk like that!"

"Centaurs can talk, can't they? And Merpeople, what about them?" Draco asked, recieving a nudge in the gut for being smart. "I was just saying," he shrugged but smirked anyway.

"We must be more on the outskirts of the forest," Draco began explaining, "I was expecting to find much more than that in here," he said, looking pointedly up at the sky. It was getting late. They had been walking for hours now, and it was well into the afternoon as the sun looked about to set in less than two hours.

"Are we really that close to Hogwarts?" Harry grumbled.

"Yes, about two hours of a walk," Draco said solemnly, he reached out with his hand and this time Harry took it and grasped it like there was no tomorrow.

And then they heard a loud, roar sounding from behind them. They whipped around to see Kearia grinding her back hooves into the ground and growling, bracing herself for attack up at a Centaur whose back was to Harry and Draco.

Harry immediately and without thought raced over towards his Chimaera and with his wand pointed at the Centaur. The Centaur noticed the extra presence and cocked his head in Harry's direction.

"Mister Harry Potter, we meet again. But at a grave time, it seems. This is a Chimaera, a highly dangerous..."

"Firenze? I know what she is! And her name is Kearia!" Harry spat, his wand still raised at Firenze who raised an eyebrow at Harry and turned fully towards him, unsmartly in Harry's opinion as Kearia seemed so close to attack.

"And how did she come to have a name, Mister Harry Potter?"

"We-we killed her Mother...listen, Firenze, just back off and she won't attack alright?" Harry said uneasily, he didn't want either of the creatures to get hurt.

"Of course, it is just rare...impossible...when one comes across a trained Chimaera,"

"She's not trained! She's just...mine," Harry blushed deeply, finally lowering his wand and he motioned to Kearia to come to him, reluctantly she did so but kept the corner of her eye on Firenze.

"Young Mister Harry Potter and Mister Draco Malfoy, many have been searching for you for many weeks now. The stars told us that you would not come to harm, and here you are. It is befit to assume that you now are returning to Hogwarts?"

"Yeah, we are. We're almost there, aren't we?" Harry asked, shifting uneasily beside Kearia as he patted her mane soothingly. A deep purr sounded in the back of her throat as Draco joined Harry's side, clutching onto his hand and glaring up at the Centaur. He never liked Centaurs, ever.

"Close, but the forest is dangerous. I would like to assist you in completing your journey there. Please," Firenze bent down onto his front knees, allowing access to his back. "I can only hold one but it does not look like the Chimaera shall mind taking a rider either," he explained.

"I can...ride her?" Harry asked, eyes wide.

"Of course, as long as she trusts you," Firenze said, and Draco soon found himself reluctantly climbing onto the Centaurs back.

"I'm gonna get on you, okay Kearia? We're gonna go that way, okay?" Harry pointed in the direction in which he knew Hogwarts was in, he had been in these parts of the forest quite a few times before. Kearia seemed to understand as she lowered herself to the ground.

Harry smiled brightly as he climbed ontop of her and put his arms around the Chimaera's thick neck. He cast a glance at an uneasy looking Draco who merely was sneering at the back of Firenze's head. "Now, Mister Harry Potter and Mister Draco Malfoy, I shall escort you there in no time," Firenze promised.

And he was right, in less than thirty minutes they had arrived outside of the Forbidden Forest and onto the Hogwarts Grounds not far from Hagrid's Hut. Harry's face was wind burnt, Kearia had rode faster and harder than Firenze ever could. She seemed unphased by it, however, and in a playful mood as she bucked Harry gently off of her and scampered around the clearing. Harry was grinning broadly at her, and then his eyes went up to the castle before him.

Draco was suddenly at his side, their fingers entwined as Firenze bid his farewell and good luck. The two boys looked at one another. "Are you ready?" Draco asked.