The Apparation Test
Rating: R
Genre: Humour
Summery: Harry is ready to take the Apparation test... sort of. After dealing with Partingson, an insane druggie, he lands far away from his target. And he's with the last person he wants to see... sort of. Slash. R & R!
Disclaimer: Is Harry Potter mine yet? No? Damn. Oh, well, I guess I still don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. Except for Partingson. He's mine! Forever and for always! Course, he's not in this chapter. Only Draco and Harry!
Squee! My very first lemon! I'm happy now. And it's a DracoHarry. One of my all time fave slash pairings. Sigh. So droolworthy.
Okay, yes, this is a lemon. You don't like it, why the hell are you reading this? I believe I mentioned lemons earlier. Oh, I didn't? Sorry. LEMON!!!!!! Hee-hee. No, I'm not alright.
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Chapter 2
Splish-splash, they are in the bath
Oh, great, Harry thought. Well, this isn't awkward at all!
Harry realized the bath was full of bubbles and nearly fainted with relief. Just the knowledge of a naked Draco was bad enough, but if he saw anything-
A shudder shot through Harry and his blush deepened.
"What the bloody hell are you blushing about?" Draco snapped, almost as red as Harry. "And why are you still in my bath?"
"It's not like I wanted to be here," Harry muttered.
"What was that?"
Harry shook his head and started to stand. Bad move. He immediately fell and received a faceful of Draco's chest. Draco yipped and kneed Harry in the gut. Harry pulled back, gasping and coughing up bubbles.
"I'm still not sure why you're here," Draco murmured, pulling his knees close to his chest.
Harry tried to wipe the bubbles off his glasses but only succeeded in smearing them. "Apparation test."
"Why was the target my bathroom?"
"It wasn't. I screwed up."
"Ha!" Draco smirked. "I passed the first time!"
"Who tested you?"
"Gangless."
"Yeah, well, I got Partingson."
Draco gave a short bark of laughter. "Partingson? No wonder you failed!" He grinned and a slender lock of hair fell over one eye. Harry suddenly had this immense urge to brush it away. Before he could stop, his hand reached out and pushed the hair back into place. Draco just looked at the hand and blinked. Harry pulled it back, the tips of his fingers lightly skimming over Draco's soft cheek.
Draco's blush grew all the way down his neck and over his shoulders. "What was that all about, Potter?"
Harry just shook his head, too afraid of what might come out of his mouth. What was that all about? He didn't like Draco, did he? His body quickly answered that question. The bath seemed to get warmer, but there was no way Harry was standing up right now. Draco did not need to see how... erm, happy Harry was. How embarrassing!
"Well, whatever, just get out," Draco said and grabbed the collar of Harry's sweater. He tried to fling Harry out of the tub, but Harry fell again, this time landing on top of Draco.
"AGH! Potter, get off!" Draco shrieked, his voice suddenly soprano.
Harry started to answer but found his lips pressed against Draco's neck and they refused to move. He bumped into Draco's hips and discovered that Draco was as happy to see him as he was to see Draco. Maybe more so.
"Potter!" Draco yelled and coughed on some bubbles. "Oh, my god! You're hard! What the hell?!?!"
"Hey, I'm not the only one," Harry retorted, finally removing his lips. His tongue flicked out and stroked the soft skin of Draco's neck.
Draco made a noise that was half yip, half moan. "Potter... wha-"
Harry interrupted him by kissing him. Draco moaned softly and leaned into the kiss. Harry slid his hand down Draco's back, stopping right above his arse. Draco shot his hand up Harry's sweater.
Draco broke the kiss and tugged on the sweater. "Off."
Harry was quickly shirtless. Draco tossed the sweater to the floor. Harry's shoes and pants joined it a second later.
"A Slytherin and a Gryffindor," Draco mused. "Well, this should be interesting."
"Mm-hmm," Harry murmured. "Um, I don't know about you, but I've never done this before. I'm not sure what I should stick where."
"Are you saying you and Weasley never fooled around? Shock!"
"Hey, do you want sex?"
"I'll be quiet."
Harry leaned in and kissed him again. Draco moaned.
"Hey, I thought you said you'd be quiet," Harry joked.
"I lied," Draco said, trying to put their lips together again.
"Ah, a true Slytherin."
"Okay, now do you want sex?"
Harry replied by removing his boxers. Draco pulled him close.
"Draco?"
"Hmm?"
"Have you ever done this before?"
"No, Harry, I haven't."
"Harry? Not Potter?"
"Yes, you're Harry. Now let's do this." Draco moved his hand down until it was right above Harry's cock. The hand moved around it, never touching.
"Tease," Harry moaned. In response, one finger trailed down Harry's thigh. Harry's breathing became quicker. "How long are you going to tease me?"
"As long as I want," Draco replied. His hand hovered over Harry's needy cock a few more seconds. "Done!"
Draco grabbed him. A strangled scream burst from Harry's throat. Draco's hand stroked him, squeezing gently every few seconds. Harry grabbed Draco's hips, pulling a moan from the blond.
"H-Harry," Draco moaned, removing his hands from Harry's cock. Harry gave a disappointed groan. "Harry, turn around."
"Why?"
"Just do it."
Harry did as he was told (yeah, Draco's dominant). Draco pulled him against his hardened cock and started to slide into Harry's arse. Harry let out a surprised gasp, which instantly turned into a moan of pleasure.
"Draco."
"Hn?"
"What about lubricant?"
"Got none."
"Huh? Don't you kinda need that for this?"
"I thought you'd never done this."
"I've... read about it."
"Read about it? You perv." Draco grabbed his wand. He pointed it at his cock and muttered, "Astroglideus (1)." He was then able to slip in very easily. "Better?" He was answered with a moan. "Good." He pushed himself deeper into Harry while he resumed stroking Harry's cock.
Harry began panting with pleasure. He moaned Draco's name a few times, but he quickly became unable to form intelligible words.
Draco thrust himself all the way into Harry. He grinned as a scream shot out of the black-haired boy's throat. He was suddenly very thankful for the permanent Silencing Charm spelled into the bathroom walls, floor, and ceiling and the five different locking charms on the door. Very very thankful.
Draco pulled his cock almost all the way out until only the tip remained in. He then shoved it back in quickly. He repeated this in-and-out motion several times, each time causing Harry to become louder and louder. A shiver ran through Draco as his semen shot out into Harry. A few seconds later, Draco felt Harry's release wash over his exploring fingers.
They both went limp. Draco slid himself out of Harry and wrapped his arms around him.
"Draco?" Harry whispered, wincing slightly as he adjusted his position.
"Hmm?"
"Why did it take us so long to get together?"
"I don't know. How long have you liked me?"
"Well, I just realized it today, but I guess I've liked you for a long time. You?"
"I was brought up to despise the Boy-Who-Lived. But when I actually met you, I... I don't know, I just didn't see you as the downfall of the Dark Lord. I saw you as a nice boy with an odd scar."
They sat in silence for a few minutes before Draco spoke. "How should we act when we go back to school? People will expect us to still be enemies."
"Oh, man, I didn't even think about that. I don't want to pretend you're my enemy!"
"I know. Neither do I."
"We should be friends, just to see the reactions."
"Oh, that will work well. I can just see the headlines. Harry Potter greets Draco Malfoy with a kiss. You know it'll make the papers."
Harry laughed. "Oh, those articles will be a blast! The Boy-Who-Lived shocked the world when he announced his new love interest was Draco Malfoy."
"Got a better idea?"
"No."
"Well?"
"I don't know," Harry sighed. "I guess we can figure it out at school."
Draco sat up slightly. "Hey, what about your test?"
Harry sank in the water. "Please don't make me go back."
"Partingson, right?"
"Not just that. Fred and George were with me."
"Those twins? Weren't they expelled?"
"They left, yeah. I just don't know how I would explain something like this."
"Can they read minds?"
"No."
"Then how would they know?"
"I'm soaking wet and I'm probably going to be walking a little funny. Those guys aren't stupid. They'll figure something happened."
Draco thought for a minute. "I can't help with the walking. But I know a quick drying spell. That help?"
Harry planted a kiss on Draco's lips. "Thanks. But-"
"But what?"
"Can you turn back time? I've been gone for a little while."
Draco laughed. "Sorry."
Harry grinned. "I love your laugh. It feels like a thousand tiny lips are kissing me all over."
"Is that so?" Draco asked. He ran his fingers over Harry's chest and up to his neck.
"Whoa, there! I'm gonna get horny all over again if you keep that up!"
"Now, is that so bad?"
"Not if I could stay. But I have to go and I'd rather not return with a hard-on."
Draco gave a big dramatic sigh. "Fine. Get dressed and I'll perform the drying spell."
Harry nodded and, with Draco's help, managed to fall out of the tub. He stood and stretched.
Draco stared at the water running down Harry's slender body. He swallowed hard and looked around for his wand. He found it carelessly discarded by Harry's shoes. He picked it up and turned to Harry, who had just finished buttoning his pants. His sweater was still on the floor. Draco wished he had a camera. He wanted to remember this moment forever.
When Harry was fully dressed, Draco performed the drying spell. Harry kissed him and Apparated out of the bathroom without another word.
"I love you, Harry Potter," Draco murmured to the air where Harry had just stood.
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(1) Astroglideus Comes from the real lubricant Astroglide. According to Jeff Foxworthy, you can put it on a Cadillac and get it into a doghouse. Nice.
Wow, this was a long chapter! I hadn't planned for it to be this long. Well longer chapters equals more details. More details equals more lemony goodness!
Lemons are great! HAPPYHAPPYHAPPY! I was chanting that the entire time I was writing this. I'm sure I would have gotten a few looks if it wasn't normal for me.
Anyway, reviewing time! Please tell me how good this was compared to other lemons. Remember, flames are hurtful. If you don't like it, don't read it. And no "constructive criticism". I'm not going to redo this story, so I don't need ideas for what I've already written. Also, I don't see it as helpful advise. I see it as you telling me what I did wrong, and that makes me sad. You don't want to make me sad, do you?
I have no idea how long the third chapter will take, considering how long this one took me. And I knew exactly what I wanted to happen in this one! So, next year okay? Alright, alright, I'll try not to take that long.
For now, this is Sekhmet Reborn saying, "Good night and good lemons!"