Chapter 26
Lessons and Talks
The first thing that Harry did when he saw Draco was kiss him. They were in the Great Hall, which was full of students back from their Christmas Break, and they couldn't help but just kiss each other, their bodies and souls touching each other from their long absence. Both boys knew and accepted at that point that they were in love, addicted to the other's body, scent, and being. When they returned to the dormitories, Harry told Draco, Blaise, and Theo about his Christmas break, talking a breath and retelling the events when he met with Sirius Black the second time. When he was done, Draco looked as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't find the words. "Draco…" Harry said, biting his lip.
"You met with Black… again." Draco said, his voice emotionless.
"Yes." Harry said. "But he wasn't a murderer Draco. Please believe me."
"I believe you Harry. But still, you threw yourself in danger again! Without me there to help you!" Draco said.
"I wasn't any danger Draco!"
"Any danger!? Harry in case you forgotten there are DEMENTORS here!" Draco yelled.
"Draco maybe you should cal-" Blaise tried to say before Draco interrupted him.
"Calm down!? I will not calm down Blaise! I will not allow my boyfriend to go out and get his soul sucked by a bloody Dementor's Kiss while I am at my home!" Draco raged. He started to shake and Harry immediately hugged him, backing the boy up until they were both laying on the bed, Harry on top of Draco.
"The only kiss I'll be getting," Harry said, "Are kisses from you Draco. Understand?" Harry then proceeded to kiss the bigger boy again, forcing all of his love and passion for the Malfoy into it, taking control of the kiss. Draco let him have the control of the kiss as he closed his eyes, arms wrapping around his small Potter. He then rolled both of them around so that he was on top and said "Harry, I love you. But sometimes I think you're going to give me a heart attack."
Harry chuckled and kissed Draco. "I love you too."
Draco smiled and said "So Harry… your godfather?"
"Yeah!" Harry said. He then started telling again everything he knew about Sirius Black, about the stories Black told him about his father and their time at Hogwarts.
The next morning, a note from Lupin came to Harry and Draco, telling them that their Dementor lessons will begin Thursday night at eight at night. News has spread throughout the castle that Harry had gotten a Firebolt for Christmas, and Flint was furious at him. "Potter!" he yelled. Harry and Draco were busy playing a game of Exploding Snap, Harry trying to teach Draco a muggle game with the cards, but they kept exploding before they could get far.
Harry turned around to see Flint stomping towards them. "Potter!" he roared again. "You have a Firebolt and allowed the teachers to get take it from you!?"
"It's not my fault." Harry said, "Hermione was worried that Sirius Black jinxed the broom so Snape took it away."
"That damn mudblood!? You allowed that mudblood to let—"
"Don't you dare call Granger a mudblood!" Draco said, standing for Harry's defense.
"What's it to you Malfoy?" Flint said, "This is between me and Potter. It's his fault for losing his Firebolt."
"He didn't lose it. Professor Snape took it to make sure that there isn't a jinx or curse on it! Do you want Harry to fall off his broom!?" Draco said.
"No of course not. But if it happens, Potter will make sure he caught the snitch first. Right Potter?" Flint said.
"No I would not." Harry said, standing next to Draco. "I would make sure that I was safe."
"Then you're a horrible Seeker." Flint chuckled. Harry started to see red and he unconsciously pulled out his wand. "If I'm a horrible Seeker, then you're a horrible captain Flint!" he said, pointing his wand at him.
The entire room grew quiet as Flint laughed at Harry. "What are you going to do with that Potter?" he asked. Flint pulled out his own wand and said "I'm a seventh year Potter, there's no way you could beat me—"
"Expelliarmus!" Harry shouted immediately. A jet of red light shot out of Harry's wand and hit Flint, the seventh year stumbling back as his wand flew from his hand and into Harry's.
Flint looked confused as he gathered his balance, staring at Harry disbelieving. "Potter! What did you—you damn fuc—"
"What is going on here?" Snape's icy voice interrupted, the man seemingly gliding into the Common Room. He looked between Flint and Harry and noticed the crowd. He saw Harry holding two wands and the stumbling Flint. He raised an eyebrow and said "Mr. Flint, might I ask why Mr. Potter possesses your wand."
"He took it!" Flint said. He just casted a spell at took it!"
"A spell?" Snape asked, slightly intrigued. "And what spell was that Mr. Flint?" he asked. Eyes all landed on the seventh year as he looked around, a cold sweat starting. "It was the umm… red light spell." Flint said.
"The red light spell…" Snape repeated. "There are various spells that have a 'red light' Mr. Flint. Would you please be more specific than that."
"It made my wand jump out of my hand." Flint said.
"Indeed." Snape said. He turned to Harry and said "Mr. Potter, please inform me of the spell you used."
"Yes sir. It was the Disarming Spell, Expelliarmus." Harry said. Snape nodded and said "Very well Mr. Potter, please explain, in brief, the effect of the spell and when you learned it."
"Very well Sir. The Disarming Charm is used to disarm your opponent sir. It has a characteristic red light and I learned it in my second year from you sir, during the Dueling Club." Harry said.
"So you would clarify and identify this spell as a Second Year spell?" Snape asked.
"Yes sir." Harry said.
"Then tell me Mr. Flint, how is it that a third year using only a second year spell was able to defeat you?" Professor Snape asked.
"Well he just caught me off guard! I wasn't finish speaking that's all." Flint said.
"If I may, he was gloating sir." Draco said. "And he approached us first, yelling at Harry for giving you his Firebolt to strip."
Professor Snape simply glanced at Draco and back to Flint. "Gloating? And an obvious lack of concern for the safety of your classmates… Mr. Flint, since we are in the middle of the Quidditch Season, and with your current predicament, I decide that for starting a duel in the common room, detention for a week with me personally, and ten points from Slytherin."
Flint looked as if he wanted to argue, but Snape didn't let him. Instead he turned to Harry and said "And for you Mr. Potter… two points from Slytherin, for using spells out of the classroom. That is all." With one last sweeping look at the rest of his students, Snape left and Flint let out a frustrated groan. He glared at Harry, who backed away before standing his ground. He simply gave back Flint his wand and looked at Draco. "Can we go back to our game?" he asked.
"Sure Harry." Draco said. He gave Flint one final stare and the couple returned to their game, Harry declaring that he will find a regular deck of cards for them.
Thursday came fast for the couple, the classes flying by as they came into their routine of classes again. Divination was becoming a joke to Harry and Blaise, both of whom using the class to joke with each other, while Professor Trelawney went on about palm readings. Blaise liked that lesson, if only for a chance to teasingly touch Harry's hands, and making crude remarks which made Harry blush. Draco and Theo didn't like Blaise's teasing, Theo lecturing Blaise about "ruining Harry's innocence." Blaise laughed it off and said that he didn't ruin Harry's innocence, saying that "Harry's innocence was Draco's to ruin." Draco simply sighed and showed Harry a pack of muggle cards he found, distracting the Slytherin from the bickering couple.
During supper, Harry and Draco got another note from Professor Lupin. "What is that?" Blaise asked.
"A note from Professor Lupin." Harry said, reading it. "Just a reminder about our lesson tonight."
"The anti-dementor lessons?" Theo asked.
"Yeah." Draco said.
"Oh yeah… you guys are taking them… why would you guys want to take more work?" Blaise asked.
"Because it's important." Draco said.
Harry nodded and said "I…we need to be prepared to defend ourselves if the dementors come to another Quidditch game."
"You think they'll come back?" Theo asked.
"Hopefully not." Draco said.
"And now I can use it to help Sirius too!" Harry said, "In case a dementor goes after him."
Blaise laughed at this and said "You're such a goody two-shoes sometimes Harry. If I didn't know better, I could have sworn you were a Gryffindor or Hufflepuff."
Harry laughed with Blaise and smiled sweetly while blushing. "I'm just looking after the people I like Blaise."
Blaise smirked at that, but didn't say anything as Madam Hooch walked up to Harry. "Mr. Potter," she said. "I am pleased to say that there weren't any jinxes or curses found on your broomstick. We are restoring it to its pristine condition and it will be returned shortly. You are lucky to have that broom Mr. Potter. I have a few friends in professional teams who would kill for the chance to touch a Firebolt. Good day." Madam Hooch walked off and the Slytherins around them started to whisper and gossip about Harry's Firebolt, the younger years asking if they could see it while the older years more or less demanded.
When it was ten to eight, Draco and Harry decided to leave for Professor Lupin, Blaise and Theo wishing them luck. It was dark and empty when they entered the classroom, so Harry and Draco lit the lamps with their wands and had to only wait five minutes for Lupin to arrive. He was carrying a large packing case, which he heaved onto the teacher's desk. "Good, you're both here." Lupin said.
"What's that?" Harry asked.
"Another boggart." Lupin said, stripping off his cloak. "I've been combing the castle ever since Tuesday, and very luckily, I found this one lurking inside Mr. Filch's cabinet. It's the nearest we'll get to a real dementor. The boggart will turn into a dementor when he sees you Harry, so we'll be able to practice on him. Mr. Malfoy… I don't know about you though…" Lupin said.
"It's fine. I can make sure the boggart turns into a dementor for me." Draco said.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes… ever since the Quidditch match, I've been having…dreams. Of Harry falling and the dementors…" Draco said. Professor Lupin frowned for a moment and said "Very well, if it doesn't work, then I suppose we can just have Harry turn the boggart into a dementor again."
"Okay." Harry said, trying to sound brave as he eyed the packing case.
"Good. Now boys, the spell I am going to try and teach you is highly advanced magic, well beyond Ordinary Wizarding Level. It is called the Patronus Charm." Lupin said.
"How does it work?" Harry asked.
"Well, when it works correctly, it conjures up a Patronus," Lupin said, "which is a kind of anti-dementor—a guardian that acts as a shield between you and the dementor." Harry envisioned himself behind a large troll like shield between him and the dementors. "The Patronus is a kind of positive force, a projection of the very things that the dementor feeds upon—hope, happiness, the desire to survive—but it cannot feel despair, as real humans can, so the dementors can't hurt it. But I must warn you boys, Harry, Draco, that the charm might be too advanced for you both. Many qualified wizards have difficulty with it."
Draco frowned and said "I remember my grandfather talking about when I was young. Apparently for four generations, no one was able to produce a Patronus."
"Then it may be very difficult for you Draco." Lupin said. Draco simply smirked and said "Professor, I need to learn this. How else will I protect my boy from dementors?"
"Very well." Lupin smiled. Harry was sure there was something in his eyes, but didn't want to ask. Instead he asked "what does a Patronus look like?"
"Each one is unique to the wizard who conjures it." Lupin said.
"And how do you conjure it?"
"With an incantation, which will work only if you are concentrating, with all your might, on a single, very happy memory." Lupin said.
"That part should be easy for us love." Draco said, kissing Harry's cheek. Harry nodded and thought back through his and Draco's relationship. He remembered when he and Draco first met in the robes shop, to when he was sorted in Slytherin and even when they first slept in the same bed. He smiled at those memories, and decided to think about the first time he kissed Draco. Lupin nodded and said "A love's memory can do that, but it will still be very difficult."
Both boys nodded and Lupin said "Harry, you'll go first. The incantation is this—" Lupin cleared his throat, "Expecto patronum!"
"Expecto patronum!" Draco and Harry repeated. "Expecto patronum."
"Concnentrationg hard on that memory Harry?" Lupin asked. Harry nodded, closing his eyes and concentration on his and Draco's kisses.
"Expecto patronum!" Harry said something wooshed suddenly out the end of his wand, looking like a wisp of silvery gas.
"Draco! Look did you see that!?" Harry said excitingly, smiling at his boyfriend. Draco smiled back and said "Great job love."
"Yes good job Harry. Right now, Draco, it's your turn." Lupin said. Draco nodded and pulled out his wand. "Expecto patronum!" he said. The same silvery wisp came out of Draco's wand, much to Harry's and Draco's excitement.
"Very good boys." Lupin said, "Not bad for the first time. Now, Harry, are you ready to try on a real dementor?"
"Yes." Harry said. He took a deep breath and stared at the package. He kept his mind on kissing Draco, but as Lupin went closer to the large packing case a thought pushed itself in. Soon he's going to hear his mother's voice. He is going to hear, again, the night when his mother died. He tried his best to focus on kissing Draco, but his mother's screaming kept trying to push in.
Lupin grasped the lid of the packing case and pulled. A dementor slowly rose from the box, it's hooded face moving from Draco to Harry, focusing on the small Slytherin. A glistering, scabbed hand grabbed from the cloak, the lights in the classroom flickering. The dementor stepped from the box and started to sweep silently towards Harry. "Expecto patronum!" Harry yelled. A wave of piercing coldness broke into him, the silvery wisp disappearing quickly. "Expeco patronum! Expeco—Expeco—"
The coldness and depression overtook Harry, as he lost consciousness and fell to the floor, his mother's voice yelling again. "Not Harry! Please—I'll do anything—"
"Stand aside. Stand aside girl!"
Harry!" Draco's voice yelled out. Harry jerked back to life to see that he was now being cradled in Draco's arms.
"Are you alright Harry?" Lupin asked. Harry nodded and muttered "Sorry."
"It is fine Harry, here eat this while Draco tries. Then we will try again." Lupin said, giving Harry a Chocolate Frog. "I didn't expect you to do it your first time. In fact, I would have been astounded if you had." Lupin said. Harry just nodded and Lupin looked at Draco. "Are you ready Draco?"
"Yes Professor." Draco said. He lifted Harry yup, Harry surprised at the ease Draco had. Draco helped Harry into a chair and walked to the case with Professor Lupin. "And the count." Lupin said.
"Expeco patronum. Expecto patronum." Draco said to himself. He had his wand ready and nodded at Lupin. Lupin opened the lid and a dementor rose again from the packing case, its focus on Draco. Draco's breath quicken slightly, the room's temperature dropping severely. "Expecto patronum!" Draco yelled. Nothing happened at first, the dementor stalking forward, the hand reaching for Draco. "Expecto patronum! Expecto Patronum! EXPECTO PATRONUM!" Draco yelled. Silver shot out of Draco's wand for only a moment before disapating. The dementor didn't stop, but Lupin jumped in and said "Riddikulus!"
The dementor went back into the case and Lupin quickly locked it. Draco gave a sigh and fell to his knees, breathing heavily. Harry flew off of his chair and to Draco's side, giving him the rest of his Chocolate Frog. "You okay?" Harry asked.
"Y-Yeah…" Draco said. He looked at Harry and hugged the boy tightly. "I've never been that scared before." Draco whispered, so only Harry could hear him. "I thought… I thought that I would never see you again."
"Draco…" Harry said.
"Are you okay Draco?" Lupin asked, taking out another piece of Chocolate Frog.
"Yeah, just shaken up." Draco said.
"Perhaps we should stop here—"
"No!" Harry said. "We need to learn how before our next Quidditch match!" Harry yelled. Draco nodded and Lupin looked at them.
"This is a highly difficult spell boys." Lupin said, "I don't know if you two are up for it yet."
"We can do it Professor." Draco said, "Just give us another chance."
Lupin sighed and said "Very well. Harry, it's your turn."
Harry nodded and both boys stood up. Draco gave Harry a quick kiss. "For luck," Draco said, "show him what my boy can do."
"Okay Draco." Harry said. He took his position and Lupin once again opened the case, the dementor coming out. Harry focused on the kiss, and all of the love and affection he and Draco shared. He raised his wand and said "Expecto patronum!"
The dementor continued its slow way to Harry. Harry's breath quickened as the icy feeling slowly surrounded him. "Expecto patronum! Expecto patronum! EXPECTO PATRONUM! EXPECTO PATRONUM!"
The screaming in Harry's head started again, expect it went away, becoming softer and softer as a huge, silver shadow came bursting out of the end of Harry's wand. The shadow hovered between Harry and the dementor, Harry's legs started to feel like water but he still held his ground. He didn't know how long he would be able to hold, and as the shadow started to dim Lupin jumped in. "Riddikulus!" he roared for a second time.
With a loud crack, the boggart disappeared, along with Harry's cloudy Patronus, and he sank to the chair next to Draco, exhausted. His legs kept shaking as Lupin forced the now full moon into the case. "That was excellent Harry!" Draco cheered.
"Excellent Harry!" Lupin cried out, giving Harry a large bar of Honeydukes' best chocolate. "That was definitely a start! Now, Draco… if you're ready."
"Wait." Harry said. He pulled Draco back down and kissed him hard. "For luck." He smiled. Draco smirked and kissed Harry again, "Just watch me love."
Draco stood where Harry was and prepared himself again for the dementor-boggart. Lupin once again opened the case and the dementor came out. Draco stared at the dementor and said "Expecto patronum!" But like with Harry, the Dementor didn't stop. Draco kept saying the incantation until the Dementor was a foot from him. He then screamed "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" The same silver shadow burst out of Draco's wand and pushed the dementor back a couple of inches. Draco's legs quivered once, but he kept concentrating on the spell, lasting as long as Harry before Lupin stepped in and forced the boggart to turn into the full moon again.
Harry and Draco celebrated their success as Lupin locked up the case. He turned to them and said "Very good boys! Excellent! Way more then what I was expecting from both of you. Now, you both must be tired. Here, the rest of the Honeydukes chocolate. You both deserved it. When I'm ready for the next lesson, I'll write you."
Harry and Draco said their goodbyes and returned to their dorms, where they celebrated together with a quick make-out session before bed. "You were brilliant love." Draco said.
"So were you Draco." Harry said. Draco smiled and kissed Harry's forehead. "Go to bed love, we'll need the strength for our next Quidditch Match."
"We're going up against Ravenclaw right?" Harry asked, yawning.
"Yes. So let's sleep. I'm tired." Draco yawned.
Next week was their first Quidditch match of their second term and Harry felt very nervous. Professor Snape had return Harry's Firebolt the day prior, but he hadn't gotten a chance to ride it again. He was in the Great Hall in his Slytherin Quidditch robes and kept glancing up at the sky. It was a clear day for Hogwarts, though the cold was still there. "Eat something Harry." Draco said.
"I'm not hungry." Harry said.
"Don't care, at least eat this toast." Draco said, putting a piece of dry toast on Harry's plate. Harry took the toast and took small bites, glancing up at the sky every now and then. "Everything will be fine Harry. Just focus on eating alright?" Draco said.
Harry stayed quiet, and just focused on eating. Soon, it was time for the match and Draco pulled Harry aside in the locker room. "Are you okay love?" he asked, "What's wrong?"
"I'm just nervous Draco." Harry said.
"About the dementors?" Draco asked. Harry nodded and Draco shook his head. "They won't come here love. And even if they do, we now know how to fight them, yeah? Which reminds me… do you have your wand?"
"Yeah." Harry said, taking out his wand. "Good, I have mine too." Draco said, taking out his own wand. They pocketed their wands and returned to the rest of the team, who were listening to Flint go off. "If you're really that apprehensive love, just finish the match quickly." Draco whispered.
"Alright." Harry whispered back. The team started to head off and they kissed each other before exiting the tent. Marcus Flint and the Ravenclaw captain shook hands and the two teams mounted their brooms and Madam Hooch kicked the trunk containing the balls open. She whistled and the game began, Harry taking off faster than the rest of the players. He was in the air and looked around, thankful for the sunny day. He saw that Draco already had possession of the Quaffle and was on his way to scoring the first goal. Harry looked around and saw Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw's seeker, flying around as she looked for the snitch. Harry ignored her and the announcer's voice as he searched the field for the snitch. Get it done quickly, get it done quickly. He kept repeating that mantra in his mind as he searched for Golden Snitch. His eyes surveyed the field until he saw the tiniest hint of gold speeding by the Raven claw's hoops. Wanting the game to be over with quickly, Harry leaned in and flew towards the Snitch, gritting his teeth as he went faster than before. The snitch became clearer and clearer as he sped to the hoops, his hand out reached as the Snitch seemed to slow down. Smaller and smaller the gap between his hand and the snitch became before Harry closed his hand and smiled when he felt the familiar weight and feel of the Snitch. He slowed to a stop and held the snitch up as Madam Hooch blew her whistle, flying towards Harry. "Slytherin Wins!" she yells.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" the announcer Lee Jordan said. "HARRY CAUGHT THE SNITCH ALREADY! THIS IS A NEW HOGWARTS RECORD FOLKS! TOO BAD ITS FOR A SLYTHERIN—"
"MR. JORDAN!" Professor McGonagall's voice yelled.
"SORRY PROFESSOR, BUT WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT FOLKS! HARRY POTTER CAUGHT THE SNITCH AND IT HASN'T EVEN BEEN FIVE MINUTES! THE CROWD IS CHEERING AT THIS NEW RECORD, AND I SEE SOME VERY EXCITED GIRLS AMONG THEM! SORRY TO DISAPPOINT YOU GIRLS BUT WORD AROUND HOGWARTS IS THAT HARRY'S GAY—"
"MR. JORDEN! ONE MORE COMMENT LIKE THAT AND I WILL HAVE YOU SCRUBBING THE CAULDRONS WITH A TOOTHBRUSH!" Professor McGonagall yelled again.
Harry flew down to the rest of his team and they all celebrated, cheering as they gave Harry a group hug, all except Flint who was just happy they won. "This is excellent Harry!" Draco said, "With our win that means we're in first for the cup!"
"That's awesome!" Harry grinned, hugging his boyfriend tightly. The rest of the team already retreated to the locker room, Harry and Draco idling behind. "So, if Gryffindor wins the next match, that means that they'll be in second place right?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, and we will play against them in the finals." Draco said. "So, we'll just have to hope that Gryffindor wins against Ravenclaw, which should be easy for them, and then we'll just barely lose against them in the final."
"And then Oliver Wood gets to win a Quidditch Cup before graduating!" Harry said happily.
"Yes, but more importantly Flint will be very angry, which is always a good show." Draco said.
Harry laughed and the couple went back to the lockers to change into their regular robes. Their anti-dementor lessons were progressing slowly. Both Draco and Harry were able to produce the same silvery shadow as their first lesson, but couldn't fully stop the dementors. The boggart-dementor just hovered for a moment as the spell drained both boys' energy. It was February already and Harry was annoyed and angry. He hated hearing his parent's voices in his head every time he failed. "What are we doing wrong?" he asked Lupin.
"Nothing Harry. You're doing nothing wrong." Lupin said.
"Then why is it that we can't drive back the dementor? I thought the Patronus is supposed to charge back them." Harry said.
"The true Patronus does that, but you both have achieved a great deal in a very short space of time. The next time you two run into a dementor, I'm positive you'll be able to keep them at bay long enough to get away." Lupin said.
"Professor, if you don't mind me asking," Harry said, "what's under the dementor's hood?"
Lupin stopped what he was doing and thought. "That's a hard question to answer Harry." He said, "the only people who really know are in no condition to tell us. You see, the dementors lowers their hoods only to use its last and worst weapon."
"The Dementor Kiss." Draco said bitterly.
"Yes." Lupin said. "It's what dementors do to those they wish to destroy utterly. I suppose there must be some kind of mouth under there, because they clamp their jaws upon the mouth of the victim and suck out his soul."
"What!?" Harry said. "They kill—"
"No Harry." Draco said. "Worst than that. I remember my father telling me about the dementors. The prisoners still live on without their souls… their brain and heart still works. But they won't have any idea who they are anymore. No memory, sense or anything… just a walking husk." Draco frowned as he remembered.
Lupin nodded and said "That is the fate of Sirius Black. It was in the Daily Prophet this morning, the Ministry have given the dementors permission to perform it if they find him."
"What!?" Harry said, shocked. He had to warn Sirius! "But, what if he's innocent?" Harry asked.
"It's not for us to decide Harry. You know what he did." Lupin said. He shook his head and said "Anyway, I think that's enough talking about dementors and Black. You boys did very well this session. I will see you both in class. And good luck with the Quidditch. I heard that their new seeker is very good."
The next week they heard that Gryffindor had won their match barely, their new Seeker catching the snitch after a twenty minute race with Cho-Chang. Harry and Draco weren't concern with that, both of them too busy with their school work and anti-dementor lessons for idle gossip. They just agreed to make sure that whoever the seeker is, either Harry will let them get the snitch for the win, or Harry will get the snitch when they are more than 150 points behind. With that plan in action, both boys couldn't help but smirk as Flint went on a rant in the common room about Gryffindor and how they will destroy the Gryffindorks in the finals.
The next day Harry was done with classes and promised Draco to meet him in the library. Harry was in the dungeons, forgetting a book he needs for an assignment due the next day, when he heard a groaning sound. Curious, and slightly worried that someone is hurt, Harry followed the groaning noise. He went down a corridor he never went down, and looked around as groaning became louder and louder. It was clear to Harry that these classrooms were barely used, him being in a secluded area of the dungeons. "Mmm! Ahh!" the voice said, Harry thought it sounded familiar, it was definitely a boy's voice Harry thought.
The groaning (moaning?) seemed to be coming from the door right in front of Harry. He took a breath and slowly opened the door, the door silently opening. He looked around and held in a gasp at what he saw. Cedric was sprawled out on a teacher's desk, Fred by his mouth and George by his legs. Their clothes were off and thrown about everywhere, the three boys shining with their sweat, Cedric's legs wrapped around George as he thrust into Cedric's hole. Cedric moaned and screamed with every thrust, his mouth too busy wrapped around Fred's impressive cock as it slid in and out of Cedric.
Harry couldn't help but stare at them, his cock quickly growing and hardening as he watched his friends do…whatever they were doing. Cedric's dick stood erect, hitting his lean, pale stomach in beat with George's thrusts, a white substance that Harry never saw oozing out of the head. "Fuck Cedric!" George groaned. "You feel soo good!" Cedric moan in agreement as George sped up, violently thrusting into Cedric's hole, Harry could see George's balls slapping Cedric's butt with each long, hard thrust. Harry felt like he needed to do something as the pressure in his pants built. His hand unconsciously went down to his pants as he rubbed his erection through them.
"That looks so good Ceddie!" Fred moaned. He pulled his cock out of Cedric's mouth, a line of spit and the same white thing staying between his dick and Cedric's puffy red lips. "Remember Cedric," Fred smirked. "No touching now."
Cedric moaned in frustration "Please Fred!" he groaned.
"What?" Fred asked as he moved to Cedric's dick, flicking it with his fingers. "Do you want me to sit on it Cedric?" he asked, smirking at his boyfriend's flushed face. "Yes!" Cedric screamed after a particularly hard thrust from George.
"Hmm… I don't know… should I let our Cedric fuck me George?" Fred asked playfully.
"I don't know Fred…" George smirked.
Cedric groaned and commanded "Fucking sit on my dick Fred!" He grabbed Fred's cock and gave a rough pull, which made the Weasley gasp and moan. Fred quickly got on top of the teacher's desk and squatted over Cedric's dick. He took the wand that was next to Cedric and mumbled something that Harry couldn't hear. Fred dropped the wand and held Cedric's dick as he squatted down on top of it, guiding Cedric's very impressive sized cock, Harry knew it was at least twice the size of his, into Fred's quivering ass. Both boys groan as Fred sat all the way down, his scrotum resting on Cedric's stomach. "Fuck yourself." Cedric growled out.
Fred moaned and obeyed, moving up and down on Cedric's dick, bouncing on it. Cedric moaned and started to thrust into Fred, as the three boys moved quicker and quicker, their groans and moaning become screams of ecstasy. Cedric grabbed Fred's wet cock and moved his hand roughly, milking it as Fred screamed and white stuff came out and hit Cedric in the face, the Hufflepuff moaning as both he and George gave a final thrust and shook as if electrical jolts were flying through them. Fred continued to moan as the white stuff that hit Cedric's face started to ooze out of his ass, the same happening with Cedric's. Fred moved slowly as Cedric's dick flopped out, spent and now laying in a puddle of the white stuff that looked very appetizing for Harry. He looked down at his pants and gasp when he saw a wet spot. He touched it and it felt warm and sticky, the white stuff coming from his penis too. He looked up and saw that the three haven't noticed him yet, the twins licking Cedric's cock and face clean.
Not knowing what to do, Harry ran away, leaving the door open as he made his way back to Slytherin Tower and into his dormitory, which luckily was empty. He took off his pants and saw that the white stuff that came out of their dicks also came out from his. Cautiously, Harry touched his dick and moaned at the sensitivity as his fingers just lightly glazed it. The white stuff was still coming out from his dick, oozing slowly from the head. Harry touched the head of his dick and rubbed his thumb around it, and brought it up, the white stuff there on his thumb. In a moment of stupidity Harry brought the thumb to his mouth and put it in, his tongue lapping up the salty substance. He was surprised, however, to find that he didn't find the taste disgusting. Instead it tasted… actually really nice for Harry. Surprised and scared, Harry ran to the bathroom and decided that he needed to get clean…somehow. He took a shower and cleaned his dick closing his eyes and trying to forget what he saw.
He didn't understand it. It looked fun, especially from the happy expressions on the Weasley Twins' and Cedric's faces. He just wished that he knew what they were doing. A passing thought to ask Lupin what they did was quickly declined, Harry's embarrassment to even ask the professor overwhelming him. He just needed someone to talk to, an adult who knew what it was that they did and why it made Harry feel the way it did. "Sirius!" Harry gasped. He could ask godfather about it.
With that thought in mind, Harry finished his shower and dressed, getting a new pair of pants and robes. Harry grabbed his Invisibility Cloak and quickly made his way to the entrance hall and made sure that no one was looking when he sneaked outside, putting his Invisibility Cloak on. Harry made his way to Sirius' cave and crawled in to see a huge black dog sleeping. "Sirius!" he cried out, pulling off the Cloak.
The dog jumped up, taking a defensive position quickly before relaxing when he saw it was only Harry. "What are you doing here Harry?" Sirius asked after he shifted back into his human form. "Are you alright?"
Harry instantly blushed, thinking if he should even tell Sirius about what happened. "Umm well," he stuttered. "I…. I need to ask you something." Harry said.
"What is it Harry?" Sirius asked, concerned. Harry bit his lip He took a breath and started to tell Sirius about what he saw in the dungeons, about the white stuff that came out of his penis, as well as the twin's and Cedric's huge dicks. When he was done, his penis started to grow hard just from remembering it, and his face couldn't be any redder. Sirius was silent as Harry talked and stuttered through the event, only nodding periodically. "What… what was that white stuff Sirius?" Harry asked.
Sirius sighed and said to himself "I can't believe I'm the one who has to do this." Sirius looked at Harry and said "This is usually a talk parents have with kids around this age, but I guess I'm the best we have at that moment. Lucky for you I guess, because not to brag but I had a lot of experience with this… me and Mooney…" Sirius smiled at this memory but was quickly shocked out of it. "Anyway, that was sex Harry."
"Sex?" Harry said, testing the word on his tongue.
"Yeah. Boringly it's done between a man and a woman which can sometime lead to a pregnancy. Don't ask me for details please, I don't even know what a vagina looks like. Anyway," Sirius said, he couldn't help but smirking happily, "sex for guys like us—"
"Gay guys?" Harry asked, remembering the term from Quidditch.
"Yeah, gay guys or just blokes who loves blokes, anyway, since we don't obviously have the umm vagina, we use our, well butts." Sirius smiled. Harry looked confused so Sirius explained, "There's a spell, and even some muggle tools, that helps cleans out our holes. I'll teach it to you when you're older. Anyway, in order to do anal… you first have to stretch the butthole, it's a muscle so you can stretch it just use your fingers, it'll take a while for first timers though. When your hole is wide enough for a penis to enter, then the real fun begins! Let's say you are the one being penetrated, I wouldn't recommend it at your age, and then Draco would slowly insert his penis into you. Slowly so you can get used to the feeling, and then when you're ready you guys just…do it. Draco banging you like you saw that George kid doing to Cedric. And when the energy just builds and build before you explode—you ejaculate! There's no better feeling." Sirius smiled.
"Is that when the white stuff come out?" Harry asked.
"Yes Harry." Sirius said, "That 'white stuff' is called seamen. It's also known as cum, jizz, but mostly cum. It's what used for making women get pregnant, and it built up in your balls, umm scrotum."
"When I umm touched my penis," Harry blushed, "the cum came out."
"That's perfectly fine Harry. That's just masturbation. It's a perfectly ordinary thing that people your age does. It's part of experimenting and getting to know your body." Sirius said.
"So… the next time my penis gets hard like that… I should touch myself like that?" Harry asked blushing.
"Absolutely!" Sirius said. "If it feels good, why not? Just make sure you do it when you're alone, or when everyone's sleeping. I can't tell you how many times I jerked one off while the others were sleeping." Sirius chuckled. Harry blushed at that, not wanting to picture that. Sirius saw the blush and said "Oh, I shouldn't have told you that… anyway Harry if you have any more questions I'm always here."
"Oh right!" Harry said, remembering, "I promised Draco I would meet him in the library!"
"Well goodbye Harry!" Sirius said, "I will always be here."
Harry said goodbye to Sirius and crawled out of the cave, putting on his Invisibility Cloak and ran back to the castle and the third floor before taking the Cloak off. He stuffed the cloak in his bag and made his way to the Library, where Draco was waiting. Draco was angry and worried at Harry for being two hours late, but Harry quickly explained the situation. The two sat down and Draco helped Harry with his homework, Harry's mind wandering slightly to what Sirius and he talked about, a small mental picture of him and Draco pushing in.
A/N: Well, hope you guys liked the chapter! Thank you for the favorites, follows, and reviews! If you have questions, leave them in a review so I can answer either in a PM or reply:
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Kiera Jones: I hope you like the more convos with Sirius and Harry! Very interesting topics lol
Angelcataanna: Yes! Sirius and Harry are on good terms! Now if only Sirius and Mooney can get on good terms too
AlecNight: Thanks! Sirius' exoneration will be kept in the dark for a bit, but there might be a light at the end of the tunnel! As for Sirius and Lupin… they'll get screentime together soon! Believe it or not we're reaching the end of year 3!
SimbaRella: The pace will be both slow when needed and fast as well! And don't worry about Granddaddy Lucius! We still have present Lucius! Maybe Harry's cuteness and kindness will turn the head of the Malfoy family around! And there will be Harry MPreg… just off screen. HOWEVER—nope not going to say it. The locket is where it was before! Remember, we are in Harry's 3rd year. That means that it is after one event, but before another. Here's a hint: Sirius' dead brother. Also next chapter. Not 9 thousand words, but almost 7 so that counts right?
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