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SUMMARY: Voldemort's body may be dead, but he still has Horcruxes. Harry has to find them, while training to be a shinobi and learning to be a wizard Lord, not to mention classes and Draco. Meanwhile, Naruto and Sasuke have to deal with pregnancy and parenthood... Will they be able to handle everything?

WARNINGS: SasuNaru, Drarry, HarryxDraco, SuiKarin, RonxHermione, suggested KakaIru, suggested SaiSaku, explicit yaoi, mpreg

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Naruto, they are the property of J. K. Rowling and Masashi Kishimoto respectively

Sorry for the 2 years+ wait, I hope to finish this story soon! Thanks to everyone who kept reminding me about it, is encouraged me to come back and finish it!

Sasuke mused to himself, rocking Kushina slightly as he thought about the only possible thing that Sakura and Naruto could be lying to him about. He was soon interrupted when he heard the door downstairs open again. He set Kushina down gently and headed downstairs, hoping that this was Naruto finally returning.

"What now?" he asked Sakura, as he entered the kitchen.

"Sasuke –"

"And she is here with you to what, agree with you? Gang up on me?" Sasuke asked, gesturing to Hinata, who was with Sakura.

"Good morning, Sasuke-san", Hinata bowed. "I looked after the triplets for you once before, Sakura said you might want me to do so again?"

"Did she?" Sasuke asked, eyes glinting dangerously.

"Sasuke, Naruto is going after Danzo, with only Sai as back up. Even if you don't care about the baby –"

"Your baby", Sasuke elaborated.

"Whatever! So, just...why not go and help Naruto?"

"Even though Naruto-kun is really strong, he always fights better with you", Hinata pointed out in her usual quiet manner. Sasuke looked between the two women with a glare.

"Get out", he said to Sakura.

"Sasuke –"

"Out", he demanded. Sakura tried to stare him down, but soon gave up, throwing her arms up in the air dramatically before leaving the house. Hinata turned to follow her, but Sasuke stopped her: "Hinata."

"Yes?" she asked, turning back to look at him.

"Will you please watch the triplets while I go rescue that dobe?" he asked.

"Of course."

"They've eaten and are sleeping", Sasuke said to her, before heading upstairs to quickly change his clothes.

Sasuke passed by the triplets's bedroom, peering in as Hinata checked them. She gave him a small smile, nodding that it was okay for him to go. He nodded back at her, before he headed off to find out where Sai and Naruto had gone, and to follow them, knowing that they would definitely end up in some sort of trouble given his dobe was involved.

The exams were over, and, for the seventh years, life in Hogwarts was almost over. The night before they would leave on the Hogwarts Express for the last time, a party was held, for all of the seventh years, in the Great Hall. It seemed like the teachers had intended for it to be a fairly formal event, as this would be the first time in a while that there was a party for the final years – Dumbledore had stopped them due to the war, but Snape had reinstated them as of this year. However, despite whatever may have been intended, most of the students had just worn something comfortable, especially as, as the party was restricted to final years, alcohol had been permitted.

Harry, Draco, Theo, Blaise and Pansy were sitting at one of the tables that were arranged around the edge of the room, all with drinks, and talking about what they were going to do after school.

"Harry, what are you doing after school, anyway?" Pansy asked, doubting she'd get an answer as she didn't think even Draco had one from Harry yet.

"Yeah, why don't you tell everyone", another female voice came from behind Harry.

"Probably not managed to get any sort of work, not after being in Slytherin", Ron commented. Neville came over as well, sitting down at the table. Ron and Hermione sat down as well, even though the others' expressions made it clear that, while Neville was fine, the other two weren't particularly wanted there.

"You think that you're getting better jobs because you're Gryffindors?" Blaise asked in disbelief. "Those sorts of things don't matter any more."

"Of course they do", Ron almost spat at him.

"Besides, it's true, isn't it?" Hermione asked.

"Blaise and I are going to be Aurors", Theo pointed out. "We just got confirmation this morning of our entry day, on August 4th."

"I'm going to train as a Healer, I start on a training programme the same day, and its also been confirmed since our results were released this morning", Draco said.

"I'm interning at the Prophet", Pansy added. "Paid internship, six days a week, full-time. And, from what I understand, the two of you aren't going anywhere you really wanted, you're just taking what you can get."

"Gryffindors –" Hermione began.

"This isn't about Slytherin and Gryffindor", Neville broke in. "At least not for them. I'm interning under Madam Sprout, which you guys know, and so do they, so they'd hardly suggest that all Gryffindors are getting lousy jobs. This is nothing to do with what House we've been in for the last seven years, especially given that, as of tomorrow, it's no longer relevant to any of us. It's just about you two."

"What about us?" Ron asked.

"Your attitude", Neville replied. "That, and, in your case Ron, test scores, is why you've had to settle for what you can get."

"I'm doing a foundation course for the Auror Academy", Ron defended himself, voice raising slightly in annoyance.

"That's our point", Blaise said. "Theo and I have the scores and attitude to get into the Auror Academy straight from school. You have to do a foundation course before you can even enter the Academy, which means you'll end up at least a year behind us."

"Hermione got accepted to a university place", Ron said, realising that he couldn't defend himself any longer.

"I'm starting a Defence Masters in September, at a magical university just outside London", Hermione said proudly.

"From what I understand, you couldn't get an internship under Lupin, and have had to settle for a university place because you couldn't train under an experienced Defence Master. Only the new Defence Master at the university will take you, and only because he's happy to have a student at all so soon after achieving his own Mastership", Harry broke in, finally joining the discussion. "But, if you still want us to think you're adults, how are you going to afford to live if you're both in school?"

"What do you mean, afford to live?" Ron asked. "My parents aren't going to charge rent."

"Mine either, and my uni is only a twenty minute walk from where I live", Hermione added. "Besides, that's hardly a fair question, not when you all have inheritances."

"Actually, only Harry does, Narcissa owns the Malfoy money, and ours is still frozen by the Ministry", Pansy said.

"So?" Hermione asked flippantly.

"So, we are only at the Academy during the week, we both have weekend jobs lined up to start in a couple of weeks", Theo stated, indicating that he was referring to himself and Blaise.

"Yeah, Theo is working in Flourish and Blotts, and I'm working in the apothecary in Diagon Alley", Blaise added.

"And like I said, my internship is paid", Pansy pointed out. "The three of us are moving home for all of three days, before we move into a shared house on Tuesday, which we're renting. Yes, our parents loaned us the first payments, but we'll repay them within a few months."

"Draco and I are moving into Grimmauld", Harry revealed. "It's close to the hospital for Draco and also where I need to be. And, before you go off on one, Draco would have moved in with the three of them if I hadn't already said he was going to live with me."

"So, to sum up, we have jobs, training for careers, and our own places to live, while you guys have had to settle for whatever training you can get, haven't even tried to get jobs, and are going to be living with your parents", Pansy summarised.

"Neville, are you living at the school?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, I don't get paid for the internship but I get my own room and food and everything, so it's not like I need the money", Neville responded.

"You still haven't told us what you're going to do, Harry", Hermione said, with fake sweetness, still trying to get Harry to talk even after it had been pointed out that her life wasn't going where she had originally planned.

"No, I haven't", Harry said simply, standing up and holding out a hand to Draco. The blond took his hand, allowing Harry to lead him out onto the dance floor.

"Song's ending", Draco pointed out.

"Based on the earlier songs, we're about to get –" Harry stopped himself, waiting for what he had expected, and getting it, as a slow song started.

"Okay, smartass", Draco mock-glared, before moving in to hold Harry close. The two of them moved together, hands on each other's waists, rather than doing any sort of dancing.

They moved for a couple of moments, before Harry leaned in:

"I'm going to be an ambassador between Konoha and magical Britain", Harry whispered into Draco's ear. As he pulled back, Draco looked at him in surprise.

"Since when?"

"Technically, the Minister only agreed to it around a month ago, when I went to dinner with him. You know, that time I got back and your exam had been shit so I...distracted you?"

"Yeah, I remember", Draco hissed, trying to force down his blush.

"I'm sorry I didn't say anything earlier", Harry apologised.

"It's fine. So, how will it work?"

"I will be gone, maybe even for several weeks at a time, possibly anything up to a few months. But I'll be here for that sort of time as well", Harry replied. "Is that okay?"

"Of course it is. You know I've been worried about how we can stay together and have you in both worlds, and this sorts it. What sort of thing will you be doing though?"

"I will tell you, but maybe not right now?" Harry asked. "Let's enjoy tonight, and talk about all this stuff when we're at home, okay?"

"Sure", Draco agreed, realising that Harry didn't want anyone like Ron and Hermione to hear, not that the dark-haired young man was trying to keep things from him. The two of them continued dancing. Over at the table, Ron and Hermione had realised that they were never going to get any sort of answers about Harry's work, and had left the party. No-one in the room had really missed them, and the party continued, all the seventh years talking, with no issues about Houses or anything else, as they would no longer be in their Houses as of the following day.

The last trip on the Hogwarts Express had proceeded without any incidents, as Hermione and Ron now seemed to think the best way to treat Harry was to ignore his existence, which didn't bother him at all. For the following few days, Harry stayed at Malfoy Manor with Draco, helping him sort out his things, before Draco moved into Grimmauld Place with Harry, the Thursday following the end of school. The two young men were now unpacking Draco's things.

"I can't believe how much stuff you have", Harry pointed out.

"I'm a pureblood, I think I'm supposed to have a lot of things and a massive house", Draco pointed out.

"That's fine until you move house", Harry complained.

"Well then, I guess I'll just have to never move house again", Draco replied, putting his arms around Harry's neck and placing a kiss on his boyfriend's lips.

"Well, when you put it like that..." Harry responded, circling his arms around Draco's waist. "Do you want to go up to the bedroom?"

"Shouldn't we finish unpacking first?" Draco asked.

"Okay", Harry said, drawing his wand. "Books – to the library", he said, waving his wand. Several boxes flew up the stairs, a small thump sounding where they set themselves down. "Clothes to the bedroom", he added, waving his wand again, making five trunks and three suitcases fly up the stairs to the top floor and into the bedroom. "And everything else can be placed in various rooms as we unpack. Now, that's all the heavy lifting done, how about a break?"

"How about a cold shower?" Draco suggested, turning back to a box of various knick-knacks.

"Fine, I'll go unpack your books in the library, and make another bedroom into our – ahem, your, ahem – wardrobe. You sort out the rest of the stuff still down here."

"Okay", Draco agreed, pretending to ignore the mention of the amount of clothes he owned. Harry waited for a moment, hoping for some sort of argument, but when he realised that he wasn't going to get one, he headed upstairs to do as he had said he would, unpacking Draco's books onto bookshelves in the library.

It took a few hours for Harry to sort out all the books and convert the bedroom next to the master bedroom into a joint wardrobe, putting in a door linking it to the master bedroom. He sat down on the bed for a moment, looking at the trunks and suitcases full of Draco's clothes. The door to the bedroom opened and Draco entered.

"I'm done downstairs", he stated.

"Just got to unpack your clothes", Harry pointed out.

"Then we're living together", Draco said. "Then we can figure out what to do with our first weekend in our house."

"Well, I have a surprise for you, actually. Given that we only have a little while before we start studying and working, I thought we could take a break."

"What sort of break?" Draco asked curiously.

"I own an apartment in the magical area of Paris, and I know you speak French, so I booked portkey tickets. We leave tomorrow evening and come back on Monday evening. What do you say?"

"Like I'm going to say 'no' to that", Draco retorted, moving over to where Harry was sitting on the bed. He straddled Harry's lap and kissed him. Harry ran his hands up Draco's back to tangle in blond hair and hold his boyfriend's head in place to lengthen their kiss.

After a few moments, Draco pulled back.

"Shall we start unpacking my clothes?" Draco asked.

"Why?" Harry asked, nuzzling into Draco's neck.

"Well, I'm going to need something to use to pack things for the weekend, so we'll have to empty some of the stuff from at least two of the trunks", Draco pointed out.

"Can't that wait?" Harry asked, cuddling Draco against him as he fell back onto the bed, pulling Draco with him. Draco kissed Harry again, before pushing himself away from his boyfriend and standing up.

"Nope", he replied, before heading into the wardrobe, where the trunks and suitcases were still waiting to be unpacked.

"Spoilsport", Harry retorted.

"I'll make it up to you in France", Draco said.

"I'll hold you to that", Harry responded, before following Draco into the wardrobe to help him finish unpacking.

The following evening, Harry and Draco arrived in Paris at the local time of 8pm.

"What do you want to do first?" Draco asked.

"I think we need to go to bed, you know, to adjust to the time difference."

"It's one hour ahead!"

"Oh yeah, in that case I guess we'll have to find something else to do in bed..." Harry trailed off suggestively.

"Come on, keep it in your pants for a little while, what should we do for dinner?" Draco asked.

"Takeout?" Harry asked.

"From where?" Draco asked.

"Must be something nearby", Harry replied, heading over to the balcony on one side of the living room. He opened the doors leading out onto the balcony and went out to look around.

"What are you going to do, look for a takeout place from the balcony?" Draco asked, smiling.

"Hey, I've never been here before", Harry pointed out. "And we are fairly close to the magical shopping area, so I thought we might be able to see something."

"When my mother comes to France she often orders from a certain takeout place, why don't I Floo call them and sort out some food? It comes through the Floo, so it doesn't matter if it's a little far away."

"Sounds good", Harry agreed. Draco went back into the living room and over to the fireplace, while Harry stayed on the balcony, looking out at Paris.

A few minutes later, Draco returned to rejoin Harry on the balcony.

"All sorted, about fifteen minutes."

"So, what should we do while we're here?" Harry asked.

"I thought all you were thinking about was the bedroom?" Draco smirked.

"Well, that's definitely part of it...but I'd still like to do some sightseeing or something...tomorrow afternoon, after the night and morning in bed."

"I figured as much", Draco smiled. "But we can still do some tourist stuff."

"Although, I know you've been to France a lot..."

"We can still go to museums and things, they change all the time. How about the Louvre?"

"Why not?" Harry replied. "But still spend tomorrow morning in bed?"

"Of course. After all, you're going to be out of the country for weeks at a time."

"I'm also going to be in the country for weeks of a time", Harry pointed out.

"And I'll be studying and out a lot training –"

"Draco, we'll be fine, it's not like we'll have no free time at all."

Before Draco could say anything else, the Floo flared up, and a delivery person stepped through. Draco headed over to pay him and get the food, while Harry fetched plates and utensils from the kitchen.

As they sorted out the food, Draco looked at Harry:

"I didn't mean that we'd have no free time at all, it's just that when you're in Britain you're not going to have much to do, and I'll notice", he said, as he put the takeout containers in the middle of the table and began opening them.

"I don't know how much work I'll have to do in Konoha", Harry pointed out. "I'll probably spend a fair amount of time taking care of the triplets and going on missions that have nothing to do with being an ambassador just to keep my skills ongoing", he added, as he set two places at the table.

"Yeah, but what are you going to do with all your extra time while you're here?" Draco asked.

"I'm Fudge's adviser", Harry pointed out, as he sat down at the table. Draco sat down as well. Both of them began serving up some of the food onto their plates.

"Being his adviser doesn't take up much of your time now, why would that change?" Draco asked, as he began eating.

"Maybe I should do something else, although I don't know what", Harry mused, as he also began eating.

The two of them ate in silence, both thinking about what Harry could do with his extra time. After they had finished eating and were clearing away the mess, Harry had an idea:

"What if I do some sort of university course?" Harry suggested.

"In what?" Draco asked, as he carried the dishes over to the sink, where Harry was filling up the sink with soapy hot water.

"Not sure, but if I do it part-time then I can do it when I'm in the country, especially if I do it without actually going to university."

"You mean like a postal course?" Draco asked.

"Muggles have online degree courses, or if I do a magical subject I can just explain my situation and see if they can make it work somehow", Harry said, as he began washing up while Draco cleared away all the containers, putting the leftovers in the fridge and the empty containers in the bin.

"Perhaps you should do Defence, then you can show up Granger", Draco suggested.

"I don't think I'd really care about a Mastery in Defence", Harry replied. "What about something like Arithmancy? That'd be all from books anyway, so it would be easier to do part-time."

"Or Potions?" Draco suggested, as he closed the fridge. "That would be mostly books, you can easily get a Potions lab in the house, and then I can use it as well for my course. Not to mention the fact that it would annoy Snape to no end if you gained a Mastery in Potions", he smirked, as Harry emptied the water from the sink and dried his hands. "Want me to dry up?" he asked.

"No, leave it to dry", Harry replied. "And Potions might be a good idea, I'm fairly good at it but not so good it would be easy and I do like it, not to mention the fact that it would annoy people like Hermione and Ron, as well as Snape."

"Well, think about it. With your name, you can easily get a place, and you do have the grades to do Potions", Draco pointed out. "So, how about we take a look at the bedroom?" he asked.

"Is that a hint?" Harry asked.

"Maybe", Draco replied with a smirk, before heading to the bedroom.

Harry watched Draco's ass as the blond practically sauntered into the bedroom, stopping to look approvingly at the king-size bed. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks, even managing to remove his shirt in the time it took Harry to follow him into the bedroom.

"Coming to bed then?" Draco asked, climbing onto the massive bed and kneeling to look at Harry.

"Why not?" Harry asked.

"I'm glad you sent Kreacher ahead to make sure that everything was clean and the bed was made and everything", Draco commented. "Otherwise we'd have had to spend time making the bed."

"Yeah, and that might have delayed this", Harry pointed out, as he climbed onto the bed as well and kissed Draco. He kicked off his shoes and pushed Draco down onto his back, settling his weight on top of his boyfriend as he continued to kiss him deeply.

"Do you have any ideas then?" Draco asked softly. "If you wanted to keep going 'til tomorrow afternoon?"

"You know I'm good at distractions, why don't you just let me –"

"No, you sorted all this, how about I take control?" Draco asked. He didn't wait for an answer before flipping them both over and pressing Harry down into the mattress. He slid his hands down Harry's sides to grope the dark-haired young man's ass. Harry groaned into the kiss, making Draco increase the pressure of his groping.

After a few moments, Draco sat up, pulling Harry with him. He pulled off the older man's shirt, before pressing his palms against Harry's chest and pushing him back onto the mattress. He reached down to press his hand against the bulge in Harry's trousers.

"Draco, please", Harry groaned, hands gripping the bedcovers.

"I told you, it's my turn to tease", Draco stated. "Now, just let me play", he ordered, squeezing the bulge harder and making Harry groan again.

Draco slowly undid the button and zipper of Harry's trousers, sliding Harry's trousers down his legs at the same slow pace. He pushed them off onto the floor, running his hands back up Harry's bare legs. He settled his hands over the waistband of Harry's underwear.

"Draco –"

"Shh", Draco shushed his boyfriend. He slowly pulled down Harry's underwear, the rock-hard erection popping out to hit Harry's stomach. He circled one finger around the head of Harry's erection, a drop of precome emerging as if in response. Draco leaned down to lick it up, wrapping his lips around the head and sucking harshly. Harry moaned in pleasure, tightly gripping the bedcovers as Draco gradually bobbed his head lower, taking in more and more of Harry's shaft. He trailed his fingers back to rub teasingly at Harry's hole.

"Draco, stop", Harry begged, feeling his orgasm rapidly approaching. Draco merely hummed, the vibrations heightening Harry's pleasure. Harry moaned out Draco's name as his orgasm hit him, coming hard in Draco's mouth. Draco continued to suck all of Harry's come, also continuing to rub at Harry's hole.

After a few moments, Draco sat up. He stood up off the bed, for just long enough to remove his trousers and underwear, revealing his own rock-hard erection. Harry, still buzzing from his orgasm, barely registered Draco flipping him over. Draco muttered an Accio, summoning the lubricant from one of the suitcases. He squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers, pressing his slippery fingers against Harry's hole. Harry groaned into the mattress as a finger slipped inside, wiggling round to stretch open Harry's hole. A second finger soon slid in alongside the first, scissoring inside Harry.

"Draco, feels good", Harry moaned in appreciation, as a third finger entered him. He groaned deeply as Draco found his prostate, three fingers assaulting it roughly and stretching Harry even further, preparing him for something larger.

"Want more?" Draco asked.

"Stupid question", Harry muttered, pressing his hips back against Draco's fingers. Draco smirked, before flipping Harry back onto his back, climbing on top of him.

Draco kissed Harry deeply, pulling one of Harry's legs up around his waist. Harry slid the other up so that his legs were firmly wrapping around Draco's waist, heels digging in the small of Draco's back as he pressed his body upwards, in silent demand for Draco to continue. Draco moved slowly, taking his time to line himself up, and then pressing only the head inside Harry's hole.

"Draco, I'm done with the teasing", Harry groaned. "Please, just fuck me already, please."

"Such a slut", Draco reproved, although he did relent somewhat, sliding half of his shaft into Harry's hole. He fucked Harry shallowly, nipping teasingly at Harry's neck.

"Draco", Harry whined.

"What? I'm fucking you, aren't I?"

"Please, deeper, faster, more", Harry begged. Draco smirked as he pulled back, grey eyes meeting blue ones, both sets of pupils heavily dilated from the pleasure. Draco knelt up between Harry's legs, pulling them around to be in front of him and pushing them so that Harry's knees were against the dark-haired young man's chest. He held Harry's legs in place as he slid in deeper, striking Harry's prostate. Draco moved slowly, fucking Harry deeply but slowly, making the pleasure build slowly. Harry groaned, fighting Draco's hold on his legs in an attempt to pull the blond closer.

"Harry, I told you to let me take control", Draco reprimanded him.

"Want to touch you too", Harry said. "Please?"

"Fine", Draco smiled, releasing Harry's legs. The dark-haired man wrapped them around Draco's waist, using it as leverage to pull himself into a sitting position on Draco's cock, the blond still kneeling on the bed. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's neck, pressing his mouth to the blond's. Their tongues tangled as Draco allowed Harry to take control, before moving his legs around in front of him and laying back, letting Harry ride him. Harry settled his knees on either side of Draco, the blond reaching up to press his hands flat against Harry's chest, as the dark-haired young man continued to rock back and forth on Draco's hardened shaft.

"So good", Harry moaned, as he rocked faster and faster.

"So are you", Draco replied approvingly, as his hands found purchase on Harry's hips, helping the dark-haired young man to move even faster.

"Draco, so close", Harry moaned, starting to fall forwards as his second orgasm approached rapidly. Draco grabbed Harry's hips tightly and flipped Harry onto his back once again, fucking Harry with renewed vigour.

"Close too", Draco muttered, leaning forward over Harry to kiss him. Harry kissed back roughly, before his mouth slackened, throwing his head back as he moaned loudly. Harry came hard against his and Draco's stomachs, his hole clenching tightly around Draco's hard shaft. Draco continued fucking Harry through his orgasm before allowing his own to wash over him, releasing himself deep inside Harry with a long moan. Draco's movements stuttered before he stilled. He pulled back, withdrawing himself from Harry's body and flopping down beside him. Harry lazily muttered a spell in parseltongue, cleaning them both up and moving to cuddle against Draco.

"Sleep?" Harry asked.

"Nap", Draco corrected. We're not done yet..."

Harry awoke some time later to the feeling of a warm and wet pressure around his cock. He groaned as he realised it was Draco's mouth, sucking him to full hardness.

"Draco?" Harry questioned.

"Told you we were only having a nap", Draco replied, looking up briefly before returning to his task. Harry groaned as the pleasurable suction began again.

"Draco, come up here", Harry said. "Please."

"Fine", Draco relented, releasing Harry's semi-hard erection and pulling himself up Harry's body. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco, holding him close and kissing him. He pressed his tongue into Draco's mouth, sliding his hands down the blond's back and around to the front, so he could rub at Draco's erection, which was in a similar state to his own. Harry wrapped his hand around both of their erections, jerking them together as they both hardened fully.

"How do you want to continue?" Harry asked slyly.

"What part of 'I'm in control' is unclear? I'm distracting you, remember?"

"Yeah, I get it", Harry said, smiling at Draco. He kissed his boyfriend again quickly, before lying back into the bed, allowing Draco to take control. Draco slid his hands down Harry's sides and around to rub at Harry's hole, still lubricated from their activities earlier that evening.

"Still ready", Draco commented.

"And willing", Harry added, looking pointedly at Draco. Draco smirked at him, sliding two fingers into the hole, quickly scissoring them and preparing Harry for another round. Harry moaned as Draco hit his prostate, only once though, before withdrawing his fingers.

"Stay there", Draco ordered, sitting up and straddling Harry's lap. He smirked down at Harry before twisting around, allowing his rear to teasingly rub against Harry's cock. He knelt up so that he wasn't touching Harry, then reached his hand around. Draco's fingers were still lubricated from Harry's hole, and he used this as lubrication to slide them in his own hole, slowly fingering himself and letting Harry watch.

"Draco, let me touch", Harry begged.

"If you do, I'll go back to sleep", Draco threatened, as he slowly worked a third finger inside himself.

"Just hurry up."

"Where's the fun in that?" Draco asked, looking back over his shoulder. He smirked at Harry, before reaching down and gripping Harry's cock, holding the hard shaft upright and lining it up with his own hole, before sinking down on it slowly. Draco continued to sink until Harry's entire cock was buried inside of him.

"Fuck, Draco."

"Feels so good", Draco groaned, rocking slowly on Harry's cock.

"Want me to help you move faster?" Harry suggested, resting his hands loosely on Draco's hips.

"I told you not to touch", Draco warned.

"But it'll feel better for you as well", Harry pleaded.

"Fine", Draco relented. Harry gripped Draco's hips tighter, helping the blond ride him faster, lifting and dropping pale hips as Draco repeatedly impaled himself on Harry's hard shaft.

"See? It's better", Harry pointed out, groaning in pleasure. He groaned louder as Draco rotated on Harry's cock so he was facing his boyfriend. Harry again gripped Draco's hips to help him move.

Before long, both young men were close. Draco continued to rock his hips, Harry still helping him. Draco moaned as he rode out his orgasm, come splattering across Harry's chest as Draco's rocking stuttered. Harry held Draco's hips and thrust upwards a few more times, before his own orgasm hit him, and he released himself inside Draco. The blond groaned as he felt Harry's warm seed inside him, letting Harry finish and stop thrusting before he raised himself from Harry's cock, sliding to one side.

"I love you", Draco said seriously, as he leaned half on Harry and half on the pillows on the bed.

"I love you too", Harry replied with a sleepy smile, muttering a spell to clean himself up and cuddling Draco closely.

"I guess we have to get up tomorrow?" Draco asked.

"Why?"

"What did we come to France just for sex?"

"No, but we can still have a lie-in", Harry pointed out.

"Good point", Draco responded sleepily. He put his head on Harry's shoulder, the dark-haired young man wrapping an arm around the pale waist, as the two young men fell asleep together.

Sasuke paused momentarily as he reached the top of the mountain he'd just run up. He looked down to the area below him, where a battle was already taking place, and a two-on-one battle at that – at least it was. As Sasuke took his brief pause, one of the people below him was thrown backwards against the side of the mountain, with enough force that Sasuke felt it from his position over two hundred feet up. It was now a one-on-one battle below him, although Sasuke was about to change that, as he quickly moved down to join the battle.

"Can't even fight a simple battle, dobe?" he asked in his usual tone, as he landed beside Naruto, having jumped the last bit down the mountain.

"You're here?" Naruto asked in surprise.

"No, you're imagining me". Sasuke deadpanned.

"Shut up, teme!" Naruto shouted, with his usual tone of voice returning. Sasuke looked behind the blond, where Sai was crumpled on the ground at the base of the mountain, unconscious but apparently still alive. He turned back to see Danzo opposite himself and Naruto, smirking at the two of them.

"I'm not sure you have anything to smirk about". Sasuke pointed out. "Even though that idiot should have fought harder to save his own child", he added, indicating Sai.

"His child?" Danzo asked. "What have you been telling him, Rokudaime-kun?" he asked, the honorific making plain how little he thought of Naruto.

"Shut up", Naruto ground out. However, Sasuke, long used to Naruto's way of acting, could hear through the annoyed tone to the worry beneath – what don't I know? Sasuke asked himself, and why is Naruto so worried that I'll find out whatever it is?

"Madara isn't Sai's", Danzo stated.

" 'Madara'?" Sasuke repeated.

"Surprised that the Rokudaime gave his son a Uchiha name even when you weren't around?" Danzo asked.

"The baby – is Naruto's?"

Next Chapter – The conclusion of the battle and the rescue of Naruto's child!