Author's Note: This chapter may seem short and choppy. This is because there is a lemon, which can be found on AO3. Other than that, this chapter gives some insight about Blue Jacobs.
(At Hogwarts)
Harry beamed down at me, hands nestled in my dark hair, admiring the view from his perch on my lap. He was smiling happily, which made me happy.
"What are you thinking about, love?" I asked.
"You," he replied bluntly, his smile never falling.
I chuckled quietly then leaned up to tuck my face into his neck. My lips sought out soft skin. His quiet moan sent a vibration through my mouth. I could listen to that sound all day. Feeling my blood start to boil and settle in my loins, I shifted my hips, seeking that delicious friction. Harry's head fell forward onto my shoulder, teeth nipping at my flesh. A growl escaped my lips. I grabbed the bottom of his dark blue shirt and practically ripped it off his lean body; nothing a little Reparo spell couldn't fix later.
"That was a good shirt," he grumbled as he peppered little kisses on my neck.
"Indeed," I agreed before dipping my head to nip at his collarbone. My hands clutched at his torso below his ribs, keeping him in place as I ground my hips into his. The sounds he was making almost made me mad with lust.
(Somewhere Far Away)
A lone figure walked along a path that was starting to become overgrown with weeds. Under the overcast skies, the figure was hard to see, but every now and then light brunette hair peeked out from underneath the hood of a black cloak. The mansion that loomed ahead of him was his destination. There, he knew, was the one who summoned him.
(At Hogwarts)
The air seemed to be filled with a strange mist as Harry straddled my hips, mouth working furiously against mine. His hands squeezed mine, keeping them in place on either side of my head. Our bare chests were pressed against each other. I could feel his heart racing at an erratic pace; I'm kind of surprised it hasn't given out yet.
Harry released my mouth but didn't go too far; I could feel his hot pants on my face. Green eyes stared down at me, half-lidded with pleasure.
"I love you, Talis," he breathed.
"And I love you." I leaned up and latched onto his Adam's apple. This part of his neck seemed to be one of his major weak spots. Harry became a panting, writhing mess as I nibbled and sucked on his neck.
(Somewhere Far Away)
A house elf answered the door with a fearful squeak after the young man had pounded on it several times. The young man did not acknowledge the poor creature, knocking her out of the way as he strolled boldly into the mansion. He knew exactly where to go, ignoring the mutterings from the portraits as he rushed down the never-ending hallways.
The dining hall looked just as uninviting as the rest of the house. Even the fire didn't feel cheerful though it crackled noisily. The long wooden table had only a small handful of occupants. One being the man who took him in after the incident with that . . . man-kissing faggot. His snake-like appearance still sent a tiny shiver down his spine.
"You summoned me, my Lord?"
"Ah, yes! Thank you for coming on such short notice, Blue."
The young man - Blue - sat down at the long table. He folded his hands in his lap. He glared at the polished top of the table.
"Blue."
He looked up at the head of the table. The Dark Lord was grinning at him. "Tell me, my boy. What causes you such anger and grief?"
"The one who betrayed me," he muttered.
The others muttered under their breath to each other, but the Dark Lord ignored them. "Ah..." he breathed. "Yes. We have all been betrayed by someone we trusted. It ails the heart." He gave a low chuckle. "Tell me, Blue. Tell me who betrayed you."
Blue narrowed his light blue eyes, the ones he was named for. "That bloody half-breed. The spawn of an unholy mixture."
"His name, my boy?"
"Talis Creary."
"Aw, yes," the Dark Lord said as his followers hissed angrily around the table. "His grandparents should have known the consequences of such a union. Filthy, that's what they are."
Blue nodded importantly. "It is much worse than just being a deadly creature."
This caught the interest of all at the table. Every eye was trained on the young man with the light blue eyes and sandy brown hair.
"What would that be?" snarled the man on his left.
"He is abnormal," Blue spat. "He refuses to . . . mate with a female."
The words sunk in quickly.
"Disgusting!"
"Filth!"
"Abnormal!"
"Yes, yes!" The Dark Lord's grin turned more dangerous. "Blue, you will be able to exact revenge on him, the one who betrayed you. The one who almost lead you astray. You have chosen your friends wisely," he added, making a sweeping motion with his hand to his followers. "They will assist you in the eradication of this vermin."
Blue's eyes glowed. "I look forward to it, my Lord."
(At Hogwarts)
Harry was going to be the death of me. As we made love to each other, he never once looked away. Those gorgeous, half-lidded emerald eyes zeroed in on mine, barely fluttering shut as he gently rode me. His body was coated in a thin layer of sweat - as was mine - making it kind of hard to keep his hands on my chest. The muscles in his legs twitched with every upward movement. He was getting tired, but he was determined to keep going, even when I voiced that I should be on top due to his fatigue.
There was a coiling in my groin, a sign of being close to release. I quietly voiced my nearing completion. Harry shivered at hearing such things though he did not slow his pace.
His end came abruptly.
"I'm coming, Harry," I murmured.
"Please come inside me," he whispered back.
I gave a small nod, then a final thrust. The coil snapped, and I shuddered at the strength of my release.
"I love you, Talis," Harry said quietly.
"And I love you."
