Author's Note: I realise that the concept of a 'Bucket list' is American, but for the purposes of this story, Harry was exposed to the term through Dudley's TV viewing. Enjoy!
Harry emerged from the lake with a gasp, his hair tamed for once, soaked as it was. Moonlight glinted on beads of water that slid down his bare torso. He rested his hands on the edge of the lake and blinked at the familiar shine of platinum blonde hair. "Avert your eyes unless you want an eyeful," he warned then levered himself from the lake, water glistening across his nude form.
"Dare?" the blonde asked as he handed the lion his glasses.
He shook his head gently, careful not to loosen a cascade of water. "Bucket list," he replied, retrieving his wand and casting a quick but efficient drying charm.
"Bucket list?" the blonde repeated, tone curious.
Harry chuckled softly and slipped on his boxers. "It's a muggle term; a list of things to do before you kick the bucket."
"And jumping into the lake was on your list? Surely that would have been fulfilled in the Tournament."
"Actually, it was skinny dipping. I heard of it, due to my cousin's obsession with watching television, and I was determined to do it one day."
"And today was the day?"
"Life is short," he stated with a shrug. "It's fairly pleasant tonight, I lack an opportunity to outside of school, and I wanted privacy."
"Sorry for ruining the last," Draco murmured.
Harry lifted a careless shoulder. "No matter, I still got to do it. What about you?" The blonde's eyebrows rose. "Anything you want to do before you die?"
"A few things," he replied honestly.
"Anything I can help with?"
Draco's lips curved upward as he closed the distance between them to press his lips against the brunet's. Harry barely had the time to respond before the blonde drew back. "Kissing you," he breathed.
"That wasn't a proper kiss," Harry stated. He grabbed the back of Draco's neck and tugged him back for another kiss, this one pure heat, his lips parted in invitation.
Draco tunnelled his fingers in the brunet's hair as he claimed the lion's mouth, inwardly smirking when the petite teen moaned. He claimed his mouth thoroughly, pulling back only once air became an issue. "You were right," he murmured breathily. "Thank you for the clarification."
Harry regarded the blonde, different emotions flicking over his face. "You know, there are other things on my Bucket list you could help me with, if you're interested?"
"Why do I get the feeling you've fulfilled more than one tonight?"
Harry grinned. "Since you didn't look away, exhibitionism; skinny dipping; kissing someone who knows what they're doing," he listed.
"Thank you for the compliment," he murmured, pleased.
Harry lifted a shoulder. "So?"
"Are there any that specifically relate to me?"
"Shutting you up," he replied with a grin. The blonde looked affronted. "You were being obnoxious at the time," he added with another shrug. "But, sucking a cock is on my list," he continued, expression enquiring.
"Interesting. What else is on it?" Harry blushed. "That good?"
He sighed. "Skinny dipping; exhibitionism; sucking a cock; bukkake – giving and receiving; shutting you up; kissing someone who knows what they're doing; anal sex," he listed.
"You neglected something," Draco stated.
"Graduating," he admitted with a wry smile.
"What is bukkake?"
Harry blushed. "Cumming on someone's face. Well, I'm not sure if that's the actual definition, but that's generally the area it's done," he rambled.
Draco's lips curved into a wicked smirk, causing Harry's blush to deepen. "I agree, on certain conditions." The brunet gestured for him to continue. "That you receive first; that I take precautions on not getting any in my hair; that after I get to fuck your mouth, and you swallow," he listed.
"All right with me," he answered easily. "I don't know why people don't swallow."
Draco shivered and pulled the brunet into another heated kiss.
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Harry licked his lips, pleased at the taste of Draco's seed on his tongue, finding the feel of cum drying on his face oddly satisfying. He glanced down at the blonde's head bobbing over his pelvis, fighting to make his last. Who knew if he would have another opportunity?
He swallowed convulsively as the blonde's tongue teased along the sensitive head of his cock. "Draco," he warned in a gasp.
The blonde released his shaft with a lewd pop, a deft stroke enough to cause Harry to cum over his face and into his open mouth. Draco closed his eyes as he swallowed, then licked what he could from around his mouth. He locked heated silver with awed green. "I can see why you enjoyed that so much," he murmured. "Although, I doubt if I would let anyone else to do it."
"Thank you for the compliment," he replied breathily.
A wicked chuckle from the blonde. "Want me to clean you off?" The brunet shook his head and Draco scraped his teeth over his bottom lip.
"What?" the lion asked, head tilted curiously.
"There is something…pleasing, about the thought of fucking your mouth, with my seed drying on your face." Harry shivered. "So glad you agree. Are you ready?"
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"Harry?"
Harry blinked, and turned to find his godfather leant casually against the doorframe. "Hmm?"
"Can I join you?"
Harry grinned. "It's your house," he pointed out, but patted the seat beside him.
He closed the door after himself before he lounged beside his godson. "Lend me your wand a minute," he requested conspiratorially. Harry handed it over, and Sirius cast silencing and privacy charms. "Thanks," he murmured as he returned it.
"How did you know it would work for you?"
"Educated guess." Harry's eyebrows rose, causing the Animagus to chuckle softly. "Your Dad and I used to swap wands all the time." Harry's jaw dropped. "It never worked as perfectly as our own wand, obviously, but in a pinch, it did what we needed. Remus' worked for me well enough as well – on the few occasions he let me near it."
"Afraid he wouldn't get it back?"
"Afraid I'd do something too complicated and break it," he corrected with a grin. "As if I'd be so callous with another's wand. That would be an abuse of trust." Harry smiled, and leant against his godfather's side, smiling when the Animagus wrapped an arm around him. "So what's on your mind?" The teen blinked. "This is not the first time I've found you staring into space," he pointed out. "If you don't want to talk about it, I understand, but if you want to talk to someone…"
Harry let out a breath, and leant more heavily against his godfather, before he straightened. He shifted so that he faced the Animagus. "Ever heard of a Bucket list?"
"No," he replied honestly, "but I can guess what it is. A list of things to do before you kick the bucket?" Harry nodded. "I take it, after the Tournament, you decided to start working on your Bucket list?"
The teen nodded again, this time slowly. He licked his lips. "This will sound daft, since the graveyard was the third time I'd faced him, but…"
"You realised you could die?" His godfather finished for him gently.
"Yeah."
"When we're young, we do seem to think we're invulnerable to death. For a time anyway."
"Yeah," he breathed again.
"So…what act on your Bucket list are you obsessing over doing next?" A deliberate pause. "Or is it an act you've already done that you can't get out of your head?"
"A bit of both," he answered slowly.
A prod in the side from his godfather. "Spill," he ordered.
Harry's lips curved in a grin even as he blushed. "Several of the acts on my list are sexual…and I accomplished all bar one with Draco," he admitted in a rush.
"Not surprising." Harry's jaw dropped. "What we didn't tell you, was that before your parents got together, their interactions were on a par with yours and Draco's," he stated. "Others might not have done, but I saw this coming."
"Huh," he breathed.
Sirius smiled and gave his shoulders a squeeze. "Do I need to give you the talk?"
"I do know about sex Pads."
"Yes, but do you know the magical knowledge that needs to go along with it?"
"No."
The Animagus rubbed his hands together eagerly, causing his godson to laugh softly. "I've looked forward to this since I was told I was going to be a godfather," he stated. "I expected your parents to give you the basics," he hastened to add. "I was just going to expound on detail for you."
"Going to be explicit?" he guessed.
"Teenagers are always going to have sex – or at least want to – so having the knowledge is only going to ensure they don't injure themselves or a partner in the process. So…"
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Harry rapped his knuckles on the doorway of the library. "Come in Pup," Sirius invited. Harry smiled as he did so, settling beside his godfather automatically. The Animagus wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "So what's on your mind?"
He licked his lips. "Would you be upset with me if I dated a Slytherin?"
"Not if that Slytherin was Draco," he answered honestly. The teen blinked. "One, I know that you're drawn to him and he to you. Two, I know him enough to know that he'll treat you right. And three, dating someone from the same House in order to make the one you want jealous always backfires."
"The third isn't applicable," he stated.
"Good," he replied with a smile. "What you really want to know, is if I think you should pursue Draco, right?" A nod. "It doesn't matter what I think, only what you think."
"But-"
"If they're true friends, they will support you, and whoever makes you happy," he spoke firmly.
"You do approve though, right?"
"What's your heart telling you?" he asked softly.
"Go for it," he replied immediately then blushed.
"Well then, there's your answer."
"But-"
He stroked his godson's hair gently. "Your parents faced opposition too," he stated. "Whatever, and whoever, you choose, I will support you."
"Thanks Pads," he breathed and leant into his godfather's embrace.
"And don't forget you can get married at sixteen," he added in a whisper.
"Sirius!" Remus spoke scoldingly from the doorway.
Harry blushed then noticed his godfather's grin. "You knew he was there?"
"I've always known," he answered as Remus entered and closed the door solidly behind him. "I'm not encouraging him to get married at sixteen," he stated primly. "Just reminding him that it's an option, should he need it."
Remus gave the Animagus a look before turning his attention to Harry, his expression softened. "I will support your choices as well," he reassured, smiling when the teen relaxed. "And not just because I know you'll do it regardless. In fact, that makes me more satisfied in your choice."
"We're both lions," Sirius remarked with a grin.
"Determination is valued," Harry murmured.
Remus settled opposite the pair. "Is there any questions you would like me to answer Harry?" he asked gently.
"Are Inter-House relationships discouraged?"
"There are no rules against it, nor against dining at another House's table at meals," he stated.
"But they aren't openly encouraging about it."
The werewolf tilted his head in concession. "However, I double-checked the newest edition of the rules when I was teaching, and unless it has been changed in the last couple of school years, you would face no disciplinary repercussions for it."
"What about-"
"Technically, you wouldn't be breaking rules by sleeping over in his bed," he interrupted.
"Not allowed to be out of dorms outside of curfew," Harry murmured.
"They don't specifically state that you have to be in your own," Sirius added.
"I only hope," Remus continued, knowing that he had the teen's attention. "That you will date a while before you make use of that loophole." Harry ducked his head with a blush. "And Harry," he spoke, waiting until the teen lifted his head again, "have fun."
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"Draco?" Harry spoke as he tracked the blonde's down in a courtyard.
"Yes?" he asked, unsurprised when Harry cast silencing and privacy charms around them before sitting beside him.
"Did you know I wanted to join you?" he asked, head tilted curiously.
"I recognised your determined expression," the blonde answered honestly. "And saw you look in my direction at dinner, so I thought it better to be alone. Was I wrong?"
"No," he murmured. "I, uh-" he cut off and cleared his throat.
"Wanted my help with another item from your Bucket list?" he asked, lips curved in a satisfied smile.
"No, well, yes kind of-" he cut off with a growl of frustration. "Would you date me?" he asked in a rush. "I apologise for the delivery, and if you're not-"
Draco cut off his words with gentle fingers. "Yes," he stated and lifted them.
"Yeah?" Harry asked with a bright smile. A nod from the blonde. "I'm going to be a lion," he warned and closed the distance between them to kiss his snake soundly, joy filling his soul as the blonde kissed him back.
He pulled back, bright smile dimming. "What?" Draco asked in concern.
"There are some things I need to tell you…"
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"Well, that makes things easier," Draco drawled.
"It does?"
The blonde linked their fingers together with a smile. "I have had doubts about the Pureblood rhetoric for some time, this will help others to come around to my point of view. Only-"
"I swear on my magic that all I told you about Tom Riddle and the Dark Lord is the truth," Harry vowed.
"I was only going to ask you for your word," the blonde stated giving his fingers a squeeze. "And don't do that too often, it isn't good for you."
"Yes dear," he responded with a grin, causing his snake to smile. He regarded him for a moment, emotions flitting over his face.
"What?" Draco prompted gently.
"You really had doubts?"
"Do you really think I would have shared all I did with you if I hadn't?" Harry bit his bottom lip. "Yes, I had doubts, have done for years."
"Yeah?"
Draco's lips curved. "Because of Hermione, and you," he added, giving his boyfriend's fingers another squeeze.
"Me?" he breathed.
"Do you not realise how powerful you are?" Harry waved his free hand back and forth. "You are one of the three most powerful people that I know," he stated. The brunet opened his mouth. "And that is not why I want you," he spoke firmly. The lion's mouth closed with a click. Draco blew out a breath. "I fell for the shy, yet unbelievably earnest boy, whose eyes were wide with wonder, and whose clothes hung off his frame."
"That far back?" The blonde nodded. "But you didn't know who I was then," he breathed.
"I knew I wanted to take care of you," he murmured as he stroked his lion's thumb with his own. "Didn't make the best job of offering, did I?"
"No," he conceded and squeezed his boyfriend's fingers. "But we got here, didn't we?"
The blonde smiled. "That we did."
Harry scraped his teeth over his bottom lip. "Am I really that powerful?"
"Here," the blonde murmured and held out his free hand. Harry placed his in it and Draco held it over his core. "I have performed no extra magic outside of classes," he stated.
"Oh," Harry breathed.
"You've never run low, have you?" He shook his head. "The three most powerful wizards of our time are half-bloods," Draco murmured, "that really does prove Pureblood rhetoric wrong, doesn't it?"
"It won't cause the 'true believers' to doubt; they'll convince themselves that it's just propaganda to hurt the Dark Lord's power-base," Harry stated.
"Exactly, and the crazy ones won't care."
"Along with the evil ones – they'll continue to follow him because they get to torture and/or kill for him."
"No wonder you seem to much older than you should be at times," the blonde murmured. "You were exposed to far more than even us 'traditional purebloods'."
"Well, mature except for emotions," he spoke with a self-depreciating smile.
"Come here," he urged and wrapped his arms around the brunet as he slid closer. "I'll set in motion swaying those from our generation away from him, then I'll set about severing his connection to you, all right?"
"Is that even possible?" he breathed as he buried his face against the blonde's neck.
Draco reached up and stroked his hair gently. "Anything that can be done, can be undone," he stated. "What else can I do?"
Harry pulled back enough to lock gazes with his snake. "You don't have to do things for me, to make up for our past."
He cupped his lion's cheek gently. "I consider us even on that score. I want to make your life easier, because now I can."
"Clear my godfather's name," he breathed.
"Consider it done. Anything else?"
"Do that, and the rest should be set in motion."
"If there is anything else, you'll let me know?"
"Promise," he breathed and leant up, pouring all of his feelings into a kiss his snake gladly responded to.
As they parted, Draco stroked his lion's cheek gently. "Ready to face the reactions?"
Harry gave his snake's fingers a squeeze. "Ready to face whatever the future has in store for us. Together."
"Together," Draco echoed and gaze his lion's fingers a squeeze.