Disclaimer: Yep, I still don't own anything. What a surprise. They all
belong to J.K. Rowling. Who is now one of the richest women in the world.
Except for the song, that belongs to George Michael.
Warning: Slash slash slash. If you've read to this far then you probably have an idea what I'm talking about, but if they idea suddenly repulses you now, don't read anymore.
Chapter 7.
Harry sighed as he rolled over, his arm stretching out seeking Draco. Nothing. He opened his eyes and seeing the place in his bed next to him empty, sat up. Harry could see steam wafting out of the bathroom along with Draco's (quite shocking) singing:
"Well I guess it would be nice, If I could touch your body I know not everybody Has got a body like you.
But I've got to think twice Before I give my heart away, And I know all the games you play, Because I play them to."
Harry grinned as he swung his legs out of bed and padded over into the bathroom. He stripped his boxers off and quietly stepped into the shower behind Draco, who was singing into the shampoo bottle with his eyes closed.
"Hey Sexy," Harry purred into Draco's ear "You do realise what your singing does to me. . ." Draco jumped slightly at Harry's sudden presence, but turned around and smiled, wrapping his arms around him.
"I can guess. . . Makes you super hot. . .?"
"Well no actually, it makes me want to vomit. You really can't sing." Harry laughed at the shocked expression on Draco's face. Draco pulled away from Harry in indignation, but Harry held him tight. "But you make me hot. I don't think anyone else could ever make me as hot as you."
Draco ceased struggling and gave Harry a quick, sly kiss. Harry gripped the back of his head and held him there, and deepened the kiss. Sliding his tongue into Draco's mouth he heard a sigh but couldn't figure out which one of them it came from. Draco pulled away with his eyes blazing with passion. He lifted his arms up and pulled Harry's head back and latched on to the sensitive spot just under Harry's ear with his teeth.
Draco bit and sucked hard, wanting to leave a mark Harry would have trouble hiding for days. Harry slowly began to melt into his arms, and Draco reached an arm around his waist and tightened his grip. Pulling back to look at his handiwork, Draco was satisfied the mark would last, and let Harry's head back upright to look into his eyes.
"You are so incredibly beautiful, headmaster." Draco whispered, grinning. Harry whimpered in agreement as the hand that was holding his head grasped his erection. Harry bucked hard into the hand, gasping at the friction.
"Oh, you like that?" Draco whispered softly. "You like the warmth, the strength? The fact that it's me?" Harry nodded feverishly, unable to stop his hips thrusting into Draco's hand. "Well," continued Draco "I know somewhere warmer. . . stronger. . . even more. . . me."
Harry's eyes widened as he understood what Draco was getting at, and grabbing the shampoo he turned Draco around and pushed him up against the wall. Draco shivered, both at the sudden coldness and at Harry's sudden clarity and strength. He dropped his head against the wall and braced himself with his arms as Harry pushed one slippery finger into him. And then another. It was all Draco could do not to cry out as Harry scissored his fingers, stretching him slowly. He couldn't help it when Harry brushed over his prostate, and Harry's fingers suddenly withdrew.
Draco tried not to moan from the sudden feeling of emptiness, but it was short lived a he felt something much bigger and just as slick at his entrance. Harry leaned forward and kissed Draco's ear. "I love you." He whispered, as he pushed slowly into Draco.
Both men paused for a second, before Draco whispered "Harry, move!" Harry pulled out and plunged back in, setting into a rhythm that was just enough to keep both of them from coming. However, soon they forgot about that and sped up, Harry reaching around to grab Draco's weeping erection, and pumping a couple of times felt Draco come all over his hand. The sudden clenching around Harry's own erection drove him over the edge, and he came with Draco, the blonde's name on his lips as he filled him with hot seed.
***
After they had calmed down and washed and dried each other off, the two men discussed their plans for the day.
"I made a vow yesterday that if I wasn't fired I would go and see Ron and Hermione today and sort things out." Harry told his lover, their hands entwined and bracelets glinting in the morning sunlight.
"Do you want me to come with you? I can take the day off work. Most of the departments aren't operating today anyway, it's a wizard holiday."
"No, I think I should go by myself, I haven't got classes today either. There is no use two of us getting worked up and angry. I'll just go there and tell them exactly how we feel and that it's going to happen whether they support us or not. Then it's up to them what they do." Harry's eyes narrowed as he felt the anger rising up in his belly.
"Hey, hey." Draco kissed him softly. "Don't get worked up about it now. That sounds like a good plan, just try and keep your cool. No matter what happens we still have each other."
Harry looked deep into Draco's eyes, and lent forward to kiss him softly. "I love you so much. I don't know what I would do without you."
"I know." Draco grinned softly. "Now go, before I need a repeat performance of our shower experience."
Harry laughed and jumped off the bed, then walked out the door with one last blown kiss to Draco.
***
He pressed the magical intercom button on the gate and waited. Ron's head appeared just before Harry, and looked surprised to see him.
"Harry, what. . . what are you doing here??"
"We need to talk, Ron. Is Hermione here?"
"Yes, she and Charlie have the day off. Wait a sec, I'll bring you through."
With that, Harry felt a burst of green flames around him and suddenly he was in a grand entrance hall. Ron was already standing there, and as Harry was getting his bearings, Hermione and Charlie rushed in as well.
"Oh Harry!" Hermione cried, flinging her arms around him. "We were so worried. We thought you'd never want to speak to us again! And with today being a holiday and all we decided to come here and talk about how we could ever make it up to you!"
"Well, I can think of one pretty good way." Harry said, not exactly embracing Hermione, but not pushing her away either. She pulled away, looking a bit ashamed.
"Look, Harry, mate. Come and sit down and let's talk about it." Ron led the way through a series of beautifully decorated, large rooms. They settled into a sitting room with fantastically soft chairs, and a house elf came and brought them all tea. Hermione pursed her lips as she saw the elf, but said nothing. She didn't, however, accept the tea.
"Look, Harry, we are really sorry." Charlie started. "We never meant to hurt you and Draco. And we understand why you would be so upset."
Harry opened his mouth to speak, but Ron beat him to it.
"We understand what incredible prats we were, mate. We should have realised how strong your relationship was. Now that we've talked about it, we did know that you two were in love, we were just too. . . stupid to realise how much it would mean to you guys to be bound to each other."
"Harry, we are so sorry!" Hermione looked as though she was about to cry. "Please forgive us, we support you and Draco in everything you do."
Harry looked around at his friends. They all looked truly sorry, Hermione was sniffling as she tried to hold back tears. Harry grinned.
"You guys, you don't know how much this mean to me. You are my best friends, I didn't think I could live the rest of my life without you."
Hermione jumped up and ran to give Harry another hug; this time he hugged her back warmly. Charlie and Ron also stood up, looking as if the weight of the world had just come off their shoulders. Harry looked around at all of them, and felt as if all his Christmases had come at once. He couldn't believe his good luck.
"Oh Harry," Said Hermione. "We love you and Draco so much, we felt just awful after you got so angry."
"Well, that's over now." Said Harry, smiling. "Um, I have some other news."
All four of them sat back down, Ron, Charlie and Hermione sensing it was important.
"I, uh, Dumbledore has asked me to take over being Headmaster of Hogwarts when he retires at the end of this year."
All three of his friends starting exclaiming at once, and Harry laughed. He was surrounded by his best friends, and he couldn't have felt better.
A/N: Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry for taking so long guys! I've just started college so everything has been kind of stressful, but I wagged today so I could finish this and post it! I love you all for your reviews, the support is fantastic. If anyone wants to read another fantastic story read 'For the love of an elf', it's a LOTR ficcy by Slash1 and I got the inspiration for Draco and Harry's super-strong love from there. It's awesome. I've also had some ppl ask whether I'm going to let Snape have any action, and than maybe it would make him less mean. I hate Snape with all my heart, so he will remain the baddy who gets nothing, okies? Love you all, please don't hate me for taking so long. I swear that there will be another update this time next week!
Warning: Slash slash slash. If you've read to this far then you probably have an idea what I'm talking about, but if they idea suddenly repulses you now, don't read anymore.
Chapter 7.
Harry sighed as he rolled over, his arm stretching out seeking Draco. Nothing. He opened his eyes and seeing the place in his bed next to him empty, sat up. Harry could see steam wafting out of the bathroom along with Draco's (quite shocking) singing:
"Well I guess it would be nice, If I could touch your body I know not everybody Has got a body like you.
But I've got to think twice Before I give my heart away, And I know all the games you play, Because I play them to."
Harry grinned as he swung his legs out of bed and padded over into the bathroom. He stripped his boxers off and quietly stepped into the shower behind Draco, who was singing into the shampoo bottle with his eyes closed.
"Hey Sexy," Harry purred into Draco's ear "You do realise what your singing does to me. . ." Draco jumped slightly at Harry's sudden presence, but turned around and smiled, wrapping his arms around him.
"I can guess. . . Makes you super hot. . .?"
"Well no actually, it makes me want to vomit. You really can't sing." Harry laughed at the shocked expression on Draco's face. Draco pulled away from Harry in indignation, but Harry held him tight. "But you make me hot. I don't think anyone else could ever make me as hot as you."
Draco ceased struggling and gave Harry a quick, sly kiss. Harry gripped the back of his head and held him there, and deepened the kiss. Sliding his tongue into Draco's mouth he heard a sigh but couldn't figure out which one of them it came from. Draco pulled away with his eyes blazing with passion. He lifted his arms up and pulled Harry's head back and latched on to the sensitive spot just under Harry's ear with his teeth.
Draco bit and sucked hard, wanting to leave a mark Harry would have trouble hiding for days. Harry slowly began to melt into his arms, and Draco reached an arm around his waist and tightened his grip. Pulling back to look at his handiwork, Draco was satisfied the mark would last, and let Harry's head back upright to look into his eyes.
"You are so incredibly beautiful, headmaster." Draco whispered, grinning. Harry whimpered in agreement as the hand that was holding his head grasped his erection. Harry bucked hard into the hand, gasping at the friction.
"Oh, you like that?" Draco whispered softly. "You like the warmth, the strength? The fact that it's me?" Harry nodded feverishly, unable to stop his hips thrusting into Draco's hand. "Well," continued Draco "I know somewhere warmer. . . stronger. . . even more. . . me."
Harry's eyes widened as he understood what Draco was getting at, and grabbing the shampoo he turned Draco around and pushed him up against the wall. Draco shivered, both at the sudden coldness and at Harry's sudden clarity and strength. He dropped his head against the wall and braced himself with his arms as Harry pushed one slippery finger into him. And then another. It was all Draco could do not to cry out as Harry scissored his fingers, stretching him slowly. He couldn't help it when Harry brushed over his prostate, and Harry's fingers suddenly withdrew.
Draco tried not to moan from the sudden feeling of emptiness, but it was short lived a he felt something much bigger and just as slick at his entrance. Harry leaned forward and kissed Draco's ear. "I love you." He whispered, as he pushed slowly into Draco.
Both men paused for a second, before Draco whispered "Harry, move!" Harry pulled out and plunged back in, setting into a rhythm that was just enough to keep both of them from coming. However, soon they forgot about that and sped up, Harry reaching around to grab Draco's weeping erection, and pumping a couple of times felt Draco come all over his hand. The sudden clenching around Harry's own erection drove him over the edge, and he came with Draco, the blonde's name on his lips as he filled him with hot seed.
***
After they had calmed down and washed and dried each other off, the two men discussed their plans for the day.
"I made a vow yesterday that if I wasn't fired I would go and see Ron and Hermione today and sort things out." Harry told his lover, their hands entwined and bracelets glinting in the morning sunlight.
"Do you want me to come with you? I can take the day off work. Most of the departments aren't operating today anyway, it's a wizard holiday."
"No, I think I should go by myself, I haven't got classes today either. There is no use two of us getting worked up and angry. I'll just go there and tell them exactly how we feel and that it's going to happen whether they support us or not. Then it's up to them what they do." Harry's eyes narrowed as he felt the anger rising up in his belly.
"Hey, hey." Draco kissed him softly. "Don't get worked up about it now. That sounds like a good plan, just try and keep your cool. No matter what happens we still have each other."
Harry looked deep into Draco's eyes, and lent forward to kiss him softly. "I love you so much. I don't know what I would do without you."
"I know." Draco grinned softly. "Now go, before I need a repeat performance of our shower experience."
Harry laughed and jumped off the bed, then walked out the door with one last blown kiss to Draco.
***
He pressed the magical intercom button on the gate and waited. Ron's head appeared just before Harry, and looked surprised to see him.
"Harry, what. . . what are you doing here??"
"We need to talk, Ron. Is Hermione here?"
"Yes, she and Charlie have the day off. Wait a sec, I'll bring you through."
With that, Harry felt a burst of green flames around him and suddenly he was in a grand entrance hall. Ron was already standing there, and as Harry was getting his bearings, Hermione and Charlie rushed in as well.
"Oh Harry!" Hermione cried, flinging her arms around him. "We were so worried. We thought you'd never want to speak to us again! And with today being a holiday and all we decided to come here and talk about how we could ever make it up to you!"
"Well, I can think of one pretty good way." Harry said, not exactly embracing Hermione, but not pushing her away either. She pulled away, looking a bit ashamed.
"Look, Harry, mate. Come and sit down and let's talk about it." Ron led the way through a series of beautifully decorated, large rooms. They settled into a sitting room with fantastically soft chairs, and a house elf came and brought them all tea. Hermione pursed her lips as she saw the elf, but said nothing. She didn't, however, accept the tea.
"Look, Harry, we are really sorry." Charlie started. "We never meant to hurt you and Draco. And we understand why you would be so upset."
Harry opened his mouth to speak, but Ron beat him to it.
"We understand what incredible prats we were, mate. We should have realised how strong your relationship was. Now that we've talked about it, we did know that you two were in love, we were just too. . . stupid to realise how much it would mean to you guys to be bound to each other."
"Harry, we are so sorry!" Hermione looked as though she was about to cry. "Please forgive us, we support you and Draco in everything you do."
Harry looked around at his friends. They all looked truly sorry, Hermione was sniffling as she tried to hold back tears. Harry grinned.
"You guys, you don't know how much this mean to me. You are my best friends, I didn't think I could live the rest of my life without you."
Hermione jumped up and ran to give Harry another hug; this time he hugged her back warmly. Charlie and Ron also stood up, looking as if the weight of the world had just come off their shoulders. Harry looked around at all of them, and felt as if all his Christmases had come at once. He couldn't believe his good luck.
"Oh Harry," Said Hermione. "We love you and Draco so much, we felt just awful after you got so angry."
"Well, that's over now." Said Harry, smiling. "Um, I have some other news."
All four of them sat back down, Ron, Charlie and Hermione sensing it was important.
"I, uh, Dumbledore has asked me to take over being Headmaster of Hogwarts when he retires at the end of this year."
All three of his friends starting exclaiming at once, and Harry laughed. He was surrounded by his best friends, and he couldn't have felt better.
A/N: Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry for taking so long guys! I've just started college so everything has been kind of stressful, but I wagged today so I could finish this and post it! I love you all for your reviews, the support is fantastic. If anyone wants to read another fantastic story read 'For the love of an elf', it's a LOTR ficcy by Slash1 and I got the inspiration for Draco and Harry's super-strong love from there. It's awesome. I've also had some ppl ask whether I'm going to let Snape have any action, and than maybe it would make him less mean. I hate Snape with all my heart, so he will remain the baddy who gets nothing, okies? Love you all, please don't hate me for taking so long. I swear that there will be another update this time next week!