As he walked to the floo room down the seventh floor corridor, trying to walk in as straight a line as possible in case a Professor walked past him and noticed he'd been drinking, he started to feel his fake confidence in the Common Room fade away into nerves. He hadn't seen Fin for a while, and he wasn't exactly any more experienced than he was last time. What was Fin, a well-liked, respected, attractive and sexually experienced head of the DMLE expecting from him? A formerly-convicted, teenage, Death Eater who could barely cast a spell and had no prior sexual experience whatsoever? As he entered the floo room, he closed the door behind him and leaned back against it for a couple minutes, closing his eyes and breathing deeply, giving himself a pep talk. It's going to be fine, Draco told himself, he knows who and what you are, he knows that was your first time doing anything sexual and he still wants to see you, just chill out already!
Running a hand through his hair, he stepped up to the first fireplace in the row of fireplaces in the room, took a handful of the floo powder and spoke the co-ordinates that Fin had given on his letter. In a flash he was stepping out into the large, tasteful office and quickly dusted off the shoulders of his jacket, trying to keep casual and confident as he looked over at Fin, sat at his desk with papers laid out in front of him. He looked up and smiled warmly at Draco, looking his usual confident self. Draco felt envious as he imagined Fin's confidence was definitely not forced as his was.
Finlay stood up and walked around the large desk, walking towards the glass drink cart and pouring a glass of what looked like whiskey.
"Glad you could make it" he spoke, holding the glass up to Draco, who had awkwardly taken a couple of steps away from the fireplace, unsure of what to do, "would you like a drink?"
Draco pulled a small grimace, "Thanks but I better not, I think I already had my fair share today"
"Ah, started early did we?" Finlay asked in an amused tone, taking a sip of the drink himself and sitting on the sofa in front of the window facing into the room.
Draco nodded "First weekend at Hogwarts and all that" he said by way of explanation, gazing out over the top of Fin's head at the dusky evening sun over London. He glanced at Fin, making eye contact with Fin's dark piercing eyes before glancing away, unsure of what to do with himself.
Fin seemed to sense that as he smiled at Draco at motioned with his head, "Get over here, make yourself comfortable"
Draco walked over slowly and took a seat beside Fin on the sofa, both turning towards each other. Draco wished he had accepted the drink now just to have something to do with his hands instead of fighting the urge to fidget.
"So you seem busy, working on a Saturday?" Draco said, indicating at the papers on the desk.
"Yeah, there's still a lot to do after the war, it's a good time to get new laws into place as well, since everyone's already adapting to change"
Draco nodded in understanding, "Anything particularly exciting?" he asked, generally interested.
Fin nodded "Quite a lot actually, a lot of magical creature rights are being reviewed and I'm looking at creating other options to Azkaban, something less medieval for lesser criminals -" he cut off as he noticed Draco's face drop at the mention of Azkaban.
"Sorry" he said genuinely, reaching out and laying his hand on Draco's thigh, "that was insensitive of me"
"No, don't be sorry, it's a part of your job in law enforcement" Draco reassured him, though his heart had picked up as the hand remained on his thigh. "Besides, I was lucky, I wasn't in for too long"
"Right" Finlay nodded thoughtfully "I heard Harry Potter's statement for you, it was powerful stuff, are you both friends now?"
Draco laughed, feeling the tension ease away a bit, "God no, we never have been. Though I'd say we're not at the petty hatred stage anymore, we just sort of get on with our own lives now"
"I thought you might have a lot in common now after the war, do you think you could ever both get on?"
Draco looked out at the view, trying to imagine him and Potter chatting in classes and going to Hogsmeade together. Weirdly, it wasn't actually as repulsive a thought as he thought it would be, though he couldn't imagine Weasley putting up with it, the thought made him laugh again.
"I guess we probably do have some things in common but I have no idea what I'd even say to him, I haven't even thanked him for getting me a massively reduced sentence, and his friends hate me" Draco's lip quirked a little "not to mention we've never spoke for more than 10 seconds without it becoming a fight so I reckon the odds aren't in my favour"
"Thanking him might be a good starting point" Fin suggested lightly, "But that sounds like a well embedded rivalry, I never knew you were so feisty" he ended flirtatiously.
"Well I hope it's not too much for you to handle" Draco responded smoothly, his heart rate picking up.
Fin smirked and the hand that lay on Draco's thigh began crawling higher, and Fin leaned in, looking at Draco's lips.
"Oh I think I can handle it" he whispered seductively and his lips met Draco's. Draco's heart raced as Fin's tongue slipped into his mouth, and Draco copied, both tongues caressing each other. Fin placed his other hand on Draco's other leg, lifting it up and pulling Draco over so Draco was straddling him on the sofa, their lips never parting as the kiss deepened. Draco placed his hands on the back of the sofa and instinctively rolled his hips forward, their crotches pushing together, causing Draco's breath to hitch.
Fin broke away from Draco's lips and moved to his earlobe "That's it" he whispered encouragingly and used his hands to keep Draco moving. Draco's breath caught in his throat as Fin moved to kiss his neck and he continued to roll his hips forward, their erections growing and pushing against each other.
Fin moved one of his hands away to grab for his wand and muttered a spell that Draco didn't know, but he instantly found himself with his trousers off as was Finlay, they had transferred to the floor behind him without him having to move an inch.
"Nice trick" he murmured and Finlay pulled Draco's hips against him faster in response. Draco gasped as they rutted against each other, without the jeans in the way the waves of pleasure were stronger and Draco found himself moaning as he rubbed against Finlay's solid erection, Finlay kissed his earlobe and moaned as Draco pushed harder into him and Draco was incredibly turned on by it. Suddenly Finlay grabbed Draco's thighs and spun them around so that Draco was sitting on the sofa with his legs around Finlay's waist. Finlay dropped to his knees on the floor in front of him and in one swift motion had pulled Draco's boxers off, exposing his erect penis.
Draco tensed and said "wait" before he had even formed a reason in his head.
Fin looked up at him, and seeing the trepidation in Draco's eyes, he leaned forward and captured his lips in a soft kiss.
"Don't worry" he whispered "I want you to feel good. Please let me do it and if you hate it, tell me to stop at any point okay?"
Draco's heart raced but he nodded, biting his lip. What if it tasted bad or -
"Holy fuck!"
All of his 'what if's' vanished as Finlay took his penis in his mouth and Draco's head hit the back of the sofa as his body arched in pleasure, his mouth opening and his hands gripping the edge of the seat as Finlay moved his skilled mouth up and down the shaft, running his tongue on the under side and sucking firmly.
Draco couldn't help the moans and groans and whimpers of pleasure that spilled from his mouth as Finlay continued ravaging his cock with his mouth. He sped up as he could feel Draco closing in on his climax, his panting and moaning becoming more intense, unintelligible words telling him not to stop. Draco was rutting his hips and Finlay was taking it all, his head bobbing as he sucked and licked and brought his hand up to Draco's shaft, stroking at the same time as sucking the tip and with one final expletive bursting from Draco, he arched and came hard, moaning as he rode out the orgasm, gripping the sofa for dear life as he panted, trying to catch his breath.
"Fuck" he breathed closing his eyes and leaning his head back "that was -" Draco struggled for words "the best thing I've ever felt"
Finlay smirked and sat down beside him on the sofa "you're welcome, I hope it was memorable"
"Oh I won't be forgetting that any time soon" Draco said and he looked down and saw the tenting in Finlay's boxers. He wasn't going to do nothing this time he decided, he should return the favour. Draco slid off the sofa and in between Finlay's legs.
"Hey it's okay, I wasn't expecting you to do it too, you don't have to" he said earnestly.
"No, I want to do it" Draco said with determination, and Finlay nodded in appreciation, leaning back on the sofa.
Draco took an internal deep breath and slowly pulled off Fin's boxers, his - very impressive, Draco noted - erection, springing free. Draco took it in one hand experimentally and began to stroke up and down, imagining he was doing it to himself. Finlay let out a breath and closed his eyes at the feeling.
After a few seconds, Draco leaned forward, opening his mouth and wrapping his lips around the head of his penis, it tasted slightly salty but not unpleasant. He started to move up and down slowly, making sure his teeth were tucked behind his lips so he didn't scratch the sensitive skin, he desperately wanted to do this well. As he got used to it he picked up the speed a little, trying to imitate what Fin had done to him, so he licked up the underside and ran his tongue around the head. Finlay arched a little and moaned and Draco felt spurred on, gaining a little more confidence as he noticed Fin enjoying it.
"That's it" Fin said encouragingly "go faster now"
Draco obeyed, wrapping his lips around tightly and bobbing faster, pulling to the tip and swallowing it back down to the base.
"Yes!" Finlay moaned "Fuck yes Draco that's it"
Draco was feeling turned on all over again hearing his name moaned like that, being able to bring someone this kind of pleasure, it was intoxicating and he magnified his efforts, once again mimicking Fin, bringing his hand up to stroke the shaft at the same time as sucking the head of his cock.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Finlay panted out and with one final shout, came into Draco's mouth. Draco stilled as the semen filled his mouth and he swallowed, the taste foreign to him, but again not bad. He sat back, feeling proud of himself for making Fin orgasm.
Fin ran a hand through his hair, catching his breath, then looked down at Draco and let out a breathless laugh "you're a natural" he said smiling contentedly, and Draco beamed in response.
"I did have a very good example to follow" he replied.
They both pulled their clothes back on and sat back on the sofa. Draco wondered if he should leave, maybe he wasn't expected to stay past this part, he thought, feeling nervous all over again.
Finlay had caught his breath and turned to Draco, "So no worries if this is too much too soon, but I have a hotel room that I use sometimes, and they do crazy good room service and have a fully stocked mini bar" he said, "do you want to stay there tonight, order in, maybe have a repeat of what we just did?" he asked with a suggestive glint in his eye.
Draco felt both his heart and his face warm at the offer "that sounds perfect" he murmured and they shared another kiss before Finlay took them to the hotel in the floo. The hotel was very fancy and he had been exceptionally modest when he said "hotel room", it turned out that Finlay owned the Penthouse Suite, and he was right, the food they ordered was delicious, he had sobered up enough to have another glass of wine and they ate and drank and spoke about Hogwarts, Fin had been a Gryffindor, quidditch teams they supported, Professor's at Hogwarts and all sorts of other things, though Draco was glad he never brought up families.
After the food, Finlay took them both into the massive shower and they wanked each other off under the steamy hot water. Later they went to bed naked, Draco exhausted but happy, and he was pleasantly surprised when Finlay slid up behind him in bed and wrapped his arm around Draco, pulling him in to his warm, sculpted chest. Draco felt tears prick at his eyes. In the space of one day, he had bought his own home and was getting intimate with an incredible man and being cuddled to sleep. He'd never felt this warmth in his entire life but now couldn't imagine being without it, and he snuggled deeper into Fin, who judging by his breathing was already fast asleep. Draco closed his eyes, and feeling safe and emotionally and sexually content, he drifted straight off to sleep.
- 0 -
Draco woke in the morning to sunlight spilling over his face, and the feeling of a weight on top of his body. He shifted slightly as he woke up and looked down, seeing Finlay's muscular tanned arm still wrapped around him. He smiled to himself, the memories flooding back and he felt filled up with happiness. They hadn't moved the entire night, Draco hadn't had a single nightmare and, he glanced at the clock, it was 10am, he'd had a solid 12 hours of sleep and hadn't woken once. He felt in better health than he had in years.
As he shifted, Finlay woke up too, taking his arm back and stretching his arms and legs out. "Wow" he said, noticing the time, "I can't remember the last time I slept that long"
"Me neither" Draco agreed.
"I'll need to leave soon" Finlay said "but we should do this again soon okay?"
Draco nodded, but worried again that maybe he was just saying it to be kind, maybe this was the last time.
"I'm serious" Fin said, seeing his face "How about Wednesday evening? Come to my office at 7pm?"
Draco hesitated, his Father still worked at the Ministry, meeting there repeatedly felt like he was chancing his luck.
"What about here instead?" Draco suggested "and um, could you please not mention this to my father?" he asked awkwardly.
Finlay looked at him for a second before bursting out laughing.
"To be honest Draco, your father and I don't really catch up about our sex lives on a regular basis" he joked, chuckling.
Draco forced a laugh, but his nerves weren't calmed. He needed to make sure he stayed away from his father, especially with something like this. He was a pureblood and an only child, if his father found out he was gay he would be disinherited and disowned at best, but most likely tortured and potentially killed. His father was not tolerant of anything, but this would destroy the Malfoy name for centuries, which was not his intention.
Noticing the panic on Draco's face, Finlay wrapped his arm back around him and turned him so they were facing each other.
"Draco, I know how things are with pureblood families okay? And believe it or not, I'm not one of those vapid, gold-digging Ministry officials, so I'm not going to put you in any danger okay?" he paused as Draco nodded, then quirked his lips and a seductive, amused look crossed his face.
"What I think you are in danger of though, is receiving another mind-blowing blow job" he said, dragging Draco's outer leg over his waist and pulling Draco close, Draco's already growing erection rubbing against his chiseled abs, Draco tilting his head back and moaning breathily. As promised, they had a repeat of the activities from the day before, Draco feeling more confident and once again making Fin cum.
Afterwards, Finlay ordered room service for breakfast and they got dressed and ate together at the table in the room. Before leaving, Finlay gave him one last passionate kiss, before parting, both agreeing to meet on Wednesday night, he gave Draco the floo co-ordinates to the penthouse suite and cast a spell so that if they were spoken in front of other people, they would not hear them. Draco slipped on his jacket, and left via the fireplace in the suite, entering back into Hogwarts.
- Harry's POV -
The first thing Harry noticed when he woke up was that Draco's bed hadn't been slept in. He rolled his eyes, feeling slightly irritated, so his mysterious date must have gone well then, he thought, picturing all the things Malfoy might be up to. What annoyed Harry even more, was that the images weren't as repulsive as they should be. He wished he had been able to sneak after him yesterday to find out who he was going to meet, so in case the chance came up today, he stuffed his invisibility cloak into his bag.
He went down for breakfast with Hermione. Pansy was also there but Blaise was absent, though Harry imagined he would need to sleep off the alcohol from yesterday for some considerable time. Pansy didn't speak to them but Harry noticed her take a few extra pieces from the table and take them out the Great Hall. Probably for Zabini, Harry thought to himself, they're just like how Ron and Hermione were before they got together, always bickering but always thinking of each other.
He voiced this to Hermione and she laughed, "Excuse me! It wasn't that obvious!" she said defensively but with some amusement.
"Oh yes it was, and I had to third wheel it for all these years"
"So you're saying you and Malfoy have something in common then?" Hermione asked slyly.
Harry scoffed "Well we would, except Malfoy seems to have a pretty busy love life compared to me" he said slightly bitterly.
Hermione's face dropped, mistaking Harry's bitterness for loneliness.
"Oh Harry, I'm sorry, I know things didn't work with Ginny but just look around, there's plenty of girls and guys that would go out with you, maybe you just need to make yourself available?"
When the war had ended, Harry and Ginny had found it difficult to make their relationship work, they were both on very different pages and without the threat of the war, they both found their attraction to each other had fizzled away, making way for a more brotherly/sisterly love. At first Ron hadn't been happy, having been set on Harry becoming part of the family, but as they all still got along, it didn't take long for him to get over it. Later, Harry had tentatively mentioned to Ron and Hermione that part of the reason might be that he was into guys as well as girls, though he had never done anything with a boy, he just had always had a stronger physical attraction to men for the past couple of years. He was eternally grateful that he had such good friends who – after Ron clarified that Harry didn't fancy him – had accepted him and he could speak openly about it.
"Make myself available?" he asked "in what way?"
Ron had now turned up, and sat himself beside Hermione, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"What are we talking about?" he asked, stacking his plate high with food.
"Hermione's about to give me dating tips" Harry said, rolling his eyes.
"I just mean" Hermione continued "that not many people outside of the eighth year Gryffindors know that you're into boys, maybe if it were more commonly known then you would actually be able to meet some other nice boys?" she blushed slightly.
"Not to mention" Ron added, his mouth full of food, much to Hermione's disgust "that you've just saved the whole damn wizarding world. People don't know how to talk to you, they're all starstruck" he said with a roll of his eyes.
"Not all of them" Harry said, looking pointedly over at the Slytherin table.
Ron glanced over and scoffed "Well you wouldn't want any of them anyway"
Wouldn't I? Harry thought, thinking about a certain blonde. He had always thought Malfoy was attractive, but his personality and his family ties had never made him consider it. But he was so different now, he had a feeling he could easily get to like the joking, muggle clothes-wearing, less uptight Draco Malfoy he saw yesterday.
"You're right" Harry said.
"About the Slytherin's? Trust me, I know" Ron said but Harry shook his head.
"No, about me not being approachable, everyone sees me as some superman type hero - a muggle fictional character" he explained at Ron's confused look "instead of a teenager who's just at school doing the same stuff as them, I need to work on that"
Hermione smiled and squeezed his hand briefly and Ron shrugged "I mean it would be nice to not have first years stopping you for autographs every day" he rolled his eyes "it's like having Lockhart back"
Harry mock gasped "how dare you compare me to Lockhart!"
They joked and laughed all the way up the stairs back to the Common Room, and sat down deciding what to do for the day.
Pansy and Daphne Greengrass were sitting on the sofa opposite the trio, and were both flicking through fashion magazines, alternating between "oohs" and "aahs" and "gross, what were they thinking?" as they flicked through. They didn't bother about the trio sitting there and talked about going into Hogsmeade for a shopping trip to pick up some new dresses for the functions they were attending this year.
Hermione decided to head to the library to make a head start on some of the school work they had coming up in a few weeks, thankfully they didn't have any homework yet, and Harry and Ron started up a few games of chess before they went out flying after lunch.
They were halfway through their second game when the portrait hole opened and Draco walked in, and while Harry had never heard anyone use the term 'glowing' for a male before, it was the first word that crossed his mind when he looked at Malfoy. He looked like he had just returned from a week-long spa retreat, his skin was radiant, he no longer had shadows under his eyes and his eyes were sparkling with life. He gave a small smile to Pansy and Daphne but instead of stopping to talk, just started to walk past. Pansy turned away from Daphne and spoke to Draco.
"I brought some food up from breakfast in case you were hungry" she said.
Draco slowed his walk "Thanks Pans but I already ate"
Pansy raised an immaculately shaped eyebrow "Oh you have, have you?" she asked suggestively.
Draco rolled his eyes at her over his shoulder and walked up the stairs to the dorms.
Pansy turned back to the magazine, but Harry as Harry moved a chess piece and glanced back over, he could tell she was distracted.
"Hot date huh?" Daphne asked with vague interest.
She sighed "Yeah, he's being very secretive though"
Daphne shrugged "First relationship after the war I guess, maybe he doesn't want to jinx it?"
"Yeah... maybe" Pansy said, deep in thought, "I'm just going to go talk to him for a minute" she said getting up.
Daphne nodded "Sure, I need to go to the greenhouses and check on my mandrake anyway. See you later"
They parted and Pansy walked up the steps to the boys dorms, which was allowed now that they were all 18.
"Checkmate!" Ron suddenly exclaimed, and leaned back in his seat and smiling.
"You're too good at this mate" Harry shook his head.
"I know" Ron said smugly, "I need some real competition" he joked.
"I'm going to check on Hermione" Ron continued as they packed up the game, "I'll meet you for lunch?"
Harry understood that as 'couple time needed' and nodded, smiling. It was perfectly timed as Harry wanted to eavesdrop upstairs anyway.
As Ron left, Harry quickly threw on his invisibility cloak, cast Silencio on his feet, and ran up the stairs, he was about to put his ear to the door when it opened suddenly and Pansy was just about to come storming out.
"Pansy wait" Draco said from inside the room and Pansy turned around back into the room with a slightly upset and annoyed expression, Harry used the opportunity to slip round her into the dorm. It was just Draco, Pansy and a sleepy looking Blaise there, who was propped up on his elbow in bed. Pansy shut the door again and cast a silencing charm.
"Draco, I get that you don't want your relationship to be public, but you're not even going to tell us who it is? We're your best friends! Why don't you trust us?" Pansy said, sadly.
Draco sat back on the edge of his bed.
"It's not that I don't trust you, it's just... so new" he shrugged helplessly "and I don't think people would approve of it, I mean I barely know where we're at and if it's a relationship or something casual"
"You stayed for dinner and breakfast Draco! That's not casual!"
"Oh wait really?" Blaise asked, perking up from his bed in interest.
Draco sighed and dropped his head in his hands.
"Listen, I'm sorry, okay? But it's not my call to make -"
"It's just us!"
"I don't want to ruin it Pansy!" Draco stood up, taking a step forward, his voice getting louder "He's actually a decent fucking person, and it would be destroyed in a heartbeat if you went running your mouth to your girlfriends and it got back to my father, and it could hurt him too which I'm not going to let happen, so just quit fucking pushing it!"
Pansy stared at him for a second then burst into tears and ran from the room.
Draco put his hands over his face, groaned, and flopped back on his bed.
Blaise just watched him curiously from where we was still propped up on his bed.
"She just worries about you Draco, she would never tell anyone anything"
Draco sighed, removing his hands from his face and running one through his hair "I know, I'm just -" Draco struggled for words.
"You're just worried because your father is an intolerant, homophobic, abusive, wanker, who will stop at nothing to make sure you stay in your medieval, pureblood, superior lane?" Blaise suggested helpfully.
"Well" Draco said rolling his eyes "thanks for putting it so eloquently"
"That's what I'm here for" Blaise smiled sadly "now let's give Pansy some space to calm down and do something fun. What about trying some of the prank spells I found in that book from Zonko's?"
"No" Draco replied quickly and a little too firmly.
Blaise raised his eyebrows at the abrupt response "Okaaaay... I thought that was a winner. Hmm... I heard about a game where you use spells to –"
"No" Draco said again.
"What do you have against magic today?" Blaise asked, narrowing his eyes at him "are you actually planning on going full muggle to go with your new house? Because you know you go to a magical school right?" he asked, half joking.
"Yeah yeah, I am aware of that, I just don't feel like either of those" Draco said, trying and failing to sound casual "let's go flying"
"Alright, bossy" Blaise smirked playfully but his eyes still held a lot of curiosity, "Let me eat my breakfast and we'll go" he said turning to pick up the food Pansy had left him.
Once they left, Harry shrugged off his invisibility cloak and stood in complete shock.
Malfoy was gay? He had a secret relationship with another guy? And Blaise had said his father was homophobic - no surprise there - and abusive. Was he just referring to him being a death eater, or did he abuse Draco? Harry found himself enraged at the thought, but couldn't put it past Lucius to use abuse as a way to keep his son in line.
And what was this about having a muggle house? Was that what they were doing yesterday? That made sense that it was a secret. Was that to get away from Lucius? Or to hold his secret dates in? Or both? And why was Draco avoiding using magic?
Harry let out a breath as his head spun with all these new questions. He had so much to learn about the secretive blonde slytherin, but he was going to get to the bottom of it all.