Tickling the Sleeping Dragon
Written by Jim (TheKeeperoftheDragon)

Harry's eyes fluttered groggily open. He felt Seamus's warm, easy breath on his back and rolled over to face the sleeping beauty. Seamus was still asleep, Not for long, Harry thought, sliding his hand down towards Seamus's groin. Harry grasped his fingers around Seamus's warm and soft member. Seamus moaned and woke up, grabbing Harry and rolling over in the bed with him. The two bodies rolled around in the white sheets of Harry's bed. "I love you, Seamus," Harry whispered in the ear of his lover, The two got up, and out of bed, still nude and went to the shower. Harry bathed Seamus's smooth, toned body while Seamus cleaned Harry's. The warm water washed away the last night's cum, dried on their bodies after they had rolled in it. Half an hour later, we find them both out of the shower, Harry, dressing up in his khaki slacks, striped shirt and robes, while Seamus lounged in khaki shorts and an unbuttoned plaid, green shirt, his oh so fine body peeking out. Harry made one last attempt in fixing his hair in the mirror before turning, passionately kissing Seamus on the lips and neck, and out the door. "Have a great day at work, you sexy beast." Seamus called through the door.

"And good luck to you in finding a job, Seamus," Harry cried as he made his way down the stairs of their apartment on Diagon Alley. Harry and Seamus lived together in Troglodyte Towers, on the north bend of Diagon Alley. Harry was an Auror interim, at age 18 and Seamus was happily unemployed.

At the bottom of the stairs, Harry, disapparated and reapparated rather quickly to his small office in the Ministry of Magic. On top of the large stack of papers, centered in his desk was a yellow post-it note. Report to my office. It said, scrawled across in large, loopy letters. Harry recognized the handwriting-it belonged to the head Auror, David Turnhead. Harry's heart skipped a beat as he made his way quickly down the long hall towards David's office. This note meant one of two things. He was either fired, or assigned to a very important mission. Harry hadn't done anything wrong since he started working, so it must be he was assigned to his first mission.

Finally, the great steel doors appeared in view. Harry knocked meekly. He heard David grunt "Enter," from the depths of his cavern. Harry gripped the cold metal handle and heaved it open a crack, just to let his lean, nimble body scramble through. At the end of the great room, at a dark blue, metal desk, sat David, the boss. His chestnut brown hair was neatly combed across his scalp and was glaring at Harry as was looking down at documents on his desk.

Harry cleared his throat, getting David's attention. David looked up, "Ah, Harry," he said, a sly smile spreading across his face. "I have called you hear to discuss some very important matters with you, boy."

Harry frowned. This was going the opposite direction from which he thought it would go. And since when does David call him "boy"? David was 23, not that much older than Harry, himself.

"What do you mean, sir?" Harry asked, trying to stand up straight as David advanced on him.

"I have heard that you are... well.... I've heard that you...er... find men attractive. Am I right?"

Harry gasped. He had tried very hard to keep his being gay a secret from everyone outside his circle at Hogwarts. Now David was going to fire him just because he was gay!

The tip of David's freckled nose was now just an inch away from Harry's. Harry stared deep into those hazel eyes.

"Well are you?" David asked.

Harry gulped, then nodded.

"Well then, there are some matters that we must make clear." Said David, almost whispering now.

Harry drew in a sharp breath as David suddenly placed his hand on Harry's chest, feeling his beating heart from beneath his bones, skin, chest muscle, shirt, and black robes.

"Now you probably don't know how I feel about gays." David said, coldly.

(gulp) "No sir." Harry whimpered.

David suddenly grabbed Harry and drew him tight against his own body. With a lick up Harry's neck, David whispered "I love them." After whispering, David nibbled the tip of Harry's ear a bit. Harry didn't know David was gay. Was this a joke?

Harry squirmed out of David's firm grip. No. This didn't feel right.

"What's the matter, baby? Don't you want to?" David looked like a toddler denied of a toy.

Harry uneasily sidestepped towards the door.

"Stop!" David shouted. Then, he whipped out his wand and charmed the door to shut and lock.

David lunged towards Harry and cornered him against the wall. Harry trembled as he felt the head Auror's erection, press into his own groin. David's breath grew warm on Harry's face, and with a moan, David flung himself to the ground.

Seeing the man sprawled out like that made Harry feel pity on his poor boss. He was probably deprived of anything sex-related because he didn't know how to find a partner who was male. Harry sighed his reluctant-ness away and fell atop his boss, unbuttoning David's shirt to reveal his slightly hairy, muscular chest...

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Disclaimer: NONE OF THESE BEAUTIFUL CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME (except for that monster of a David, who's name is really based on JKR's son) HARRY, SEAMUS, AND ALL THE SETTINGS AND STUFF IN THIS BELONG TO JKR.

...Yes I know it's kinda short... and kind of leaves off... I'm saving the big sex scene for later. Don't know if what's coming up later is even allowed... If I turn out to write it too NC-17, I'll write a less graphic version and put up the unabridged version on another site of some sort... :-D good things coming up... review please, this is my first slash fic!