Chapter Three: Depths
Harry looked up at the house. It was a larger house then the one he'd lived in when he was a boy. East End was a nicer suburb than he'd lived in as a boy. He found he didn't care.
He looked at Draco. The grey eyes looked at him apprehensively. The silver blonde hair moved with the wind. His lips were parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something. Harry faced him and gave him a light kiss on those wonderful lips.
"You are such a devil." he said. "But I love you." he hit his lover on the arm. "Let's see how much damage you've caused."
Draco grinned mischievously and shrugged. "Can't have been too much." he said. "The lardarse had to have weighed two hundred and thirty kilograms before I ever got to him."
Harry sighed. Draco had such a devilish streak. He had cursed people before, but not in the time they had been a couple. Or at least Harry hadn't thought he had. Harry had been wrong, and he had brought Draco to this place to put things right.
The men stepped up to it door and Harry knocked. A painfully thin woman answered and gasped when she saw the two handsome wizards before her.
"I didn't think you would come." she whispered. "Vernon said you would see him dead before you came."
She let Harry and Draco into a pristine house. They followed her up a flight of stairs and down a hallway. "He's been having heart troubles. He'll have to be admitted to the hospital soon. Probably put it off to long as it is." she said to them along the way.
She opened a door at the end of a hallway and they stepped inside. Uncle Vernon was sitting on a chair beside a bed. Aunt Petunia walked to him and said. "They've come, Vernon."
Uncle Vernon looked up at them, but said nothing. He reached above the bed and turned on a light. Both Harry and Draco had to struggle to keep their faces emotionless.
Six months had passed since the February night when Harry and Draco had run into the Dursley family. Draco, already feeling reckless had made sport of them. Convincing them he was a Muggle and impressing them before he let the bomb drop that he was all the things that the Dursleys hated. He was a wizard. He was a convict. He was a homosexual and Harry's lover. And then Draco leaned over Harry's cousin Dudley Dursley, ran a finger down his cheek and whispered in Dudley's ear, "Macresco."
In the six months since Draco had murmured those words, Dudley Dursley had gone from two hundred and forty kilograms down to sixty kilograms. He lay in the electric light like a skeleton on the sheet. His face was pale and gaunt. Harry barely recognized him. Harry could understand why Dudley was having problems with his heart.
Harry went to the side of the bed nearest the door and Draco walked to the other side. Uncle Vernon, who had not lost any weight and was still a very large man, scurried away from his post to allow Draco room. Harry looked over his cousins paper thin body to Draco and they communicated without words.
Draco looked down at Dudley and said, very softly, "Hello, Muggle. I see my curse worked."
Harry almost rolled his eyes, but he didn't. He knew that Draco would lift the curse. But he would have the last word also.
"Your parents had a time finding us." Draco continued. He was looking into Dudleys now overlarge eyes. Dudley was desperate, but scared of this man who had cursed him. "They found a way, though. Their love for you outweighed their fear of magic. No pun intended."
Draco reached out his hand and Dudley cried out as he flinched away from the hand. Draco frowned. "Do not move, Muggle." he hissed and Dudley froze from fear more than anything else.
Draco ran a finger along Dudleys cheek. "Subsisto." he hissed.
He continued to look down at Dudley. "You will lose no more weight." he said simply. He turned to go.
"Malfoy." Harry said, raising his eyebrows.
Draco sighed and returned to Dudleys side. "I do not understand why you want him to live, Potter." he said, looking over the skeleton on the bed. He looked down at Dudley. "You listen to me carefully, Muggle." he said in his soft voice. "If I had my choice I would have let you die. You are no loss to humanity. You remember that Harry Potter saved your worthless life tonight."
Draco ran his finger along Dudleys cheek again and said, "Lucrum pondus."
He straightened up and nodded to Harry. "It is done." he said and both men turned to leave the room. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia stood beside the door.
"Th - thank you." Aunt Petunia said through her silent tears.
"Yes." Uncle Vernon said, and he sounded like he was choking. "Thank you."
Dudley looked at them with a very cold look in his grey eyes. Aunt Petunia would remember that it was like looking into a winter's sky. It made her cold, despite the hot August weather.
"If he gets back to the weight he was at before I cursed him, I will curse him again." Dudley said softly and evenly. "And next time I will not remove it."
He and Harry swept past him and into the cooling summer night.
They arrived home almost immediately after they left the Dursleys front door. Harry walked to the edge of the cliff where their back gardens plummeted into the sea. He stood there for a very long time before he felt Draco beside him.
"You are angry with me." Draco said, searching Harry's face.
Harry looked at him. "No." He said, turning and looking out to sea. "I am thinking of my childhood. They had me sleep in a cupboard for ten years. I was a nothing to them. A burden. A reminder to them of everything they hated. And when I found out you had cursed Dudley, the first thing I do is ask you to take the curse off of him. Why in the hell would I do that?"
Draco took Harry in his arms and kissed his lips gently. "I wish I could tell you, Potter." he whispered, his voice just rising over the surf. "You are such a complicated man. You are capable of a range of feelings that goes so much deeper than what I can understand. That Muggle was one of three relatives you have that is still alive, if you can call the Dursley's alive. Perhaps you were taking care of your family, even if they never took care of you. I can't understand that. If it had been me I would have stood over him and watched him waste away to nothingness. But you," and Draco kissed Harry again, lightly. Harry's dark hair and Draco's light hair blew together in the wind. "You are not me, and I am very glad one of us is human."
Harry returned his lovers kisses. He wrapped his arms around the fair haired man and held him tight. He loosened the embrace to kiss Draco's face.
"You are no animal, Draco Malfoy." he whispered as he kissed and licked Draco's ear. "You did not choose your name. It was given to you as a symbol of what your parents hoped you would become."
He felt his lover's jaw tighten, as it always did at the mention of his parents. Harry continued speaking, kissing Draco's face and neck. "I looked and looked for love all my life. I didn't have a single friend until I was eleven years old. By the time I was nineteen I could count the number of people I would consider friends on one hand. A man I considered one of my most deadly enemies came into my life changed so much I could hardly recognize him." Harry began unbuttoning Draco's shirt, exposing his pale chest. "I fell in love with my worst enemy. And he, I believe, fell just as deeply in love with me."
Draco allowed his shirt to be removed and dropped behind him. He grasped Harry's face and brought it level with his own. "He did." He said, in a very husky voice.
Draco kissed him hard and passionately and with his usual grace, unbuttoned and removed Harry's shirt. Harry was a bit darker than Draco was, but the two chests were both pale in the cloudy night. Draco unfastened Harry's pants and dropped to his knees as the pants fell to the ground. He helped Harry out of his shoes and his socks and finally his pants and boxers.
Beginning at Harry's feet, Draco slowly kissed his way up Harry's legs. He ran his tongue around the knees and up the thighs. Harry's manhood was as hard as possible when Draco grasped his lover's waist and began licking the shaft. He worked his tongue around and kissed the tip. Harry grabbed Draco's broad shoulders and his knees buckled. Draco was ready and gently held Harry by the hips in a standing position.
Draco began kissing his way up Harry's chest, his hands caressing his lover's arms. He nuzzled Harrys neck as he freed himself of his shoes and pulled his feet out of his socks. He felt Harry fumbling with his pants and did nothing to stop him. Draco wore no underwear, and he stepped out of his pants and felt the air cooling his naked body. Draco paused in kissing Harry's face to look into the green eyes. His hands ran up Harry's arms to the shoulders and then down again. Draco interlocked fingers with Harry and brought Harry's left hand to his lips. He kissed each finger in turn, stopping at Harry's ring finger. The platinum ring that Harry wore there was kissed twice. Harry did not see this because he was doing the very same thing with Draco's left hand.
Harry and Draco looked into each other's eyes and then they looked through each others eyes. Harry murmured. "No regrets? About the Iunctius Charm?"
"Never." was the reply, as Draco began kissing the inside of his lover's arm.
They lowered themselves into the cool grass, barely hearing the surf below them. Harry positioned himself over Draco and slipped one of his legs between both of Draco's. Draco sighed, watching Harry with his own eyes once again. Harry ran his fingers along Draco's leg as he kissed him deeply. As their tongues intertwined, Harry's hand felt along the the leg muscles and up the body to the waist. He took Draco in hand and squeezed him, hard. Draco's gasp broke the kiss and with a growl, Draco flipped Harry onto his stomach. They both cried out with pleasure when Draco entered him and Draco lifted Harry onto his knees. Draco ran his hands along Harry's back and around to his chest and down to his lovers manhood, which he took and manipulated to the rhythm of his own thrusts. Their moans mingled with each other. They screamed together as they came. Harry collapsed onto the grass and Draco collapsed on top of Harry. They did not move for several minutes as they lay breathing heavily in the darkness.
Draco pulled out of Harry and rolled right into the grass beside Harry. Harry moved enough to put his arm around Draco and pull himself over his chest. Draco wrapped his right arm around Harry.
Draco looked up into Harry's green eyes. "Thirteen months now." he said.
"I know." Harry said, quietly.
"I was scared out of my mind back then." Draco said, thoughtfully.
"I know."
"You gave me a second chance."
"I did."
"Made me feel welcome."
"I tried."
"Seduced me."
Harry laughed. "I did not. You seduced me."
"I was minding my own business. You came onto me."
"I came to you for a headache cure."
"And I gave you one. Then you decided to talk." and Draco snorted. "A ploy."
Harry laughed. "I am not the one who brought out the truth serum."
"I am not the one who asked about love first thing. You set me up."
"Don't even try it, Malfoy. I just figured I had better find out is all."
Draco laughed. "Ask me again. I don't have any truth serum with me, but I'll be honest, I promise."
Harry looked into Draco's eyes, his face deadly serious.
"Do you love me Malfoy?"
"More than anything, Potter."
Harry looked up at the house. It was a larger house then the one he'd lived in when he was a boy. East End was a nicer suburb than he'd lived in as a boy. He found he didn't care.
He looked at Draco. The grey eyes looked at him apprehensively. The silver blonde hair moved with the wind. His lips were parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something. Harry faced him and gave him a light kiss on those wonderful lips.
"You are such a devil." he said. "But I love you." he hit his lover on the arm. "Let's see how much damage you've caused."
Draco grinned mischievously and shrugged. "Can't have been too much." he said. "The lardarse had to have weighed two hundred and thirty kilograms before I ever got to him."
Harry sighed. Draco had such a devilish streak. He had cursed people before, but not in the time they had been a couple. Or at least Harry hadn't thought he had. Harry had been wrong, and he had brought Draco to this place to put things right.
The men stepped up to it door and Harry knocked. A painfully thin woman answered and gasped when she saw the two handsome wizards before her.
"I didn't think you would come." she whispered. "Vernon said you would see him dead before you came."
She let Harry and Draco into a pristine house. They followed her up a flight of stairs and down a hallway. "He's been having heart troubles. He'll have to be admitted to the hospital soon. Probably put it off to long as it is." she said to them along the way.
She opened a door at the end of a hallway and they stepped inside. Uncle Vernon was sitting on a chair beside a bed. Aunt Petunia walked to him and said. "They've come, Vernon."
Uncle Vernon looked up at them, but said nothing. He reached above the bed and turned on a light. Both Harry and Draco had to struggle to keep their faces emotionless.
Six months had passed since the February night when Harry and Draco had run into the Dursley family. Draco, already feeling reckless had made sport of them. Convincing them he was a Muggle and impressing them before he let the bomb drop that he was all the things that the Dursleys hated. He was a wizard. He was a convict. He was a homosexual and Harry's lover. And then Draco leaned over Harry's cousin Dudley Dursley, ran a finger down his cheek and whispered in Dudley's ear, "Macresco."
In the six months since Draco had murmured those words, Dudley Dursley had gone from two hundred and forty kilograms down to sixty kilograms. He lay in the electric light like a skeleton on the sheet. His face was pale and gaunt. Harry barely recognized him. Harry could understand why Dudley was having problems with his heart.
Harry went to the side of the bed nearest the door and Draco walked to the other side. Uncle Vernon, who had not lost any weight and was still a very large man, scurried away from his post to allow Draco room. Harry looked over his cousins paper thin body to Draco and they communicated without words.
Draco looked down at Dudley and said, very softly, "Hello, Muggle. I see my curse worked."
Harry almost rolled his eyes, but he didn't. He knew that Draco would lift the curse. But he would have the last word also.
"Your parents had a time finding us." Draco continued. He was looking into Dudleys now overlarge eyes. Dudley was desperate, but scared of this man who had cursed him. "They found a way, though. Their love for you outweighed their fear of magic. No pun intended."
Draco reached out his hand and Dudley cried out as he flinched away from the hand. Draco frowned. "Do not move, Muggle." he hissed and Dudley froze from fear more than anything else.
Draco ran a finger along Dudleys cheek. "Subsisto." he hissed.
He continued to look down at Dudley. "You will lose no more weight." he said simply. He turned to go.
"Malfoy." Harry said, raising his eyebrows.
Draco sighed and returned to Dudleys side. "I do not understand why you want him to live, Potter." he said, looking over the skeleton on the bed. He looked down at Dudley. "You listen to me carefully, Muggle." he said in his soft voice. "If I had my choice I would have let you die. You are no loss to humanity. You remember that Harry Potter saved your worthless life tonight."
Draco ran his finger along Dudleys cheek again and said, "Lucrum pondus."
He straightened up and nodded to Harry. "It is done." he said and both men turned to leave the room. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia stood beside the door.
"Th - thank you." Aunt Petunia said through her silent tears.
"Yes." Uncle Vernon said, and he sounded like he was choking. "Thank you."
Dudley looked at them with a very cold look in his grey eyes. Aunt Petunia would remember that it was like looking into a winter's sky. It made her cold, despite the hot August weather.
"If he gets back to the weight he was at before I cursed him, I will curse him again." Dudley said softly and evenly. "And next time I will not remove it."
He and Harry swept past him and into the cooling summer night.
They arrived home almost immediately after they left the Dursleys front door. Harry walked to the edge of the cliff where their back gardens plummeted into the sea. He stood there for a very long time before he felt Draco beside him.
"You are angry with me." Draco said, searching Harry's face.
Harry looked at him. "No." He said, turning and looking out to sea. "I am thinking of my childhood. They had me sleep in a cupboard for ten years. I was a nothing to them. A burden. A reminder to them of everything they hated. And when I found out you had cursed Dudley, the first thing I do is ask you to take the curse off of him. Why in the hell would I do that?"
Draco took Harry in his arms and kissed his lips gently. "I wish I could tell you, Potter." he whispered, his voice just rising over the surf. "You are such a complicated man. You are capable of a range of feelings that goes so much deeper than what I can understand. That Muggle was one of three relatives you have that is still alive, if you can call the Dursley's alive. Perhaps you were taking care of your family, even if they never took care of you. I can't understand that. If it had been me I would have stood over him and watched him waste away to nothingness. But you," and Draco kissed Harry again, lightly. Harry's dark hair and Draco's light hair blew together in the wind. "You are not me, and I am very glad one of us is human."
Harry returned his lovers kisses. He wrapped his arms around the fair haired man and held him tight. He loosened the embrace to kiss Draco's face.
"You are no animal, Draco Malfoy." he whispered as he kissed and licked Draco's ear. "You did not choose your name. It was given to you as a symbol of what your parents hoped you would become."
He felt his lover's jaw tighten, as it always did at the mention of his parents. Harry continued speaking, kissing Draco's face and neck. "I looked and looked for love all my life. I didn't have a single friend until I was eleven years old. By the time I was nineteen I could count the number of people I would consider friends on one hand. A man I considered one of my most deadly enemies came into my life changed so much I could hardly recognize him." Harry began unbuttoning Draco's shirt, exposing his pale chest. "I fell in love with my worst enemy. And he, I believe, fell just as deeply in love with me."
Draco allowed his shirt to be removed and dropped behind him. He grasped Harry's face and brought it level with his own. "He did." He said, in a very husky voice.
Draco kissed him hard and passionately and with his usual grace, unbuttoned and removed Harry's shirt. Harry was a bit darker than Draco was, but the two chests were both pale in the cloudy night. Draco unfastened Harry's pants and dropped to his knees as the pants fell to the ground. He helped Harry out of his shoes and his socks and finally his pants and boxers.
Beginning at Harry's feet, Draco slowly kissed his way up Harry's legs. He ran his tongue around the knees and up the thighs. Harry's manhood was as hard as possible when Draco grasped his lover's waist and began licking the shaft. He worked his tongue around and kissed the tip. Harry grabbed Draco's broad shoulders and his knees buckled. Draco was ready and gently held Harry by the hips in a standing position.
Draco began kissing his way up Harry's chest, his hands caressing his lover's arms. He nuzzled Harrys neck as he freed himself of his shoes and pulled his feet out of his socks. He felt Harry fumbling with his pants and did nothing to stop him. Draco wore no underwear, and he stepped out of his pants and felt the air cooling his naked body. Draco paused in kissing Harry's face to look into the green eyes. His hands ran up Harry's arms to the shoulders and then down again. Draco interlocked fingers with Harry and brought Harry's left hand to his lips. He kissed each finger in turn, stopping at Harry's ring finger. The platinum ring that Harry wore there was kissed twice. Harry did not see this because he was doing the very same thing with Draco's left hand.
Harry and Draco looked into each other's eyes and then they looked through each others eyes. Harry murmured. "No regrets? About the Iunctius Charm?"
"Never." was the reply, as Draco began kissing the inside of his lover's arm.
They lowered themselves into the cool grass, barely hearing the surf below them. Harry positioned himself over Draco and slipped one of his legs between both of Draco's. Draco sighed, watching Harry with his own eyes once again. Harry ran his fingers along Draco's leg as he kissed him deeply. As their tongues intertwined, Harry's hand felt along the the leg muscles and up the body to the waist. He took Draco in hand and squeezed him, hard. Draco's gasp broke the kiss and with a growl, Draco flipped Harry onto his stomach. They both cried out with pleasure when Draco entered him and Draco lifted Harry onto his knees. Draco ran his hands along Harry's back and around to his chest and down to his lovers manhood, which he took and manipulated to the rhythm of his own thrusts. Their moans mingled with each other. They screamed together as they came. Harry collapsed onto the grass and Draco collapsed on top of Harry. They did not move for several minutes as they lay breathing heavily in the darkness.
Draco pulled out of Harry and rolled right into the grass beside Harry. Harry moved enough to put his arm around Draco and pull himself over his chest. Draco wrapped his right arm around Harry.
Draco looked up into Harry's green eyes. "Thirteen months now." he said.
"I know." Harry said, quietly.
"I was scared out of my mind back then." Draco said, thoughtfully.
"I know."
"You gave me a second chance."
"I did."
"Made me feel welcome."
"I tried."
"Seduced me."
Harry laughed. "I did not. You seduced me."
"I was minding my own business. You came onto me."
"I came to you for a headache cure."
"And I gave you one. Then you decided to talk." and Draco snorted. "A ploy."
Harry laughed. "I am not the one who brought out the truth serum."
"I am not the one who asked about love first thing. You set me up."
"Don't even try it, Malfoy. I just figured I had better find out is all."
Draco laughed. "Ask me again. I don't have any truth serum with me, but I'll be honest, I promise."
Harry looked into Draco's eyes, his face deadly serious.
"Do you love me Malfoy?"
"More than anything, Potter."