Kylia: Wow!! (claps and giggles) our first chapter after what..... almost a week?? Ehe, prepare for a bit of long overdue raunchy sex scenes in Hogwarts....... though we might decide that we're too lazy to write it.......
Draco and Harry: (death glare) Don't you DARE!!!
Raei: Ohhh no!! I am never to lazy to write a sex scene. Do not worry my muses, the sex shall be had. And it will be good. It will be damn good... Quidditch anyone?!
Kylia: (grins) And now that I am promoted to Demi Goddess status for writing a good steamy sex scene, I will also join in the festivities........ making sure to fufill all your fantasies about Harry and Draco. So without further adue....... on with the chappie!!
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
The woman sitting at the desk let out a deep breath and didn't look up from her tests as she spoke. "How many times do I have to tell you not to-" She looked up. "Ca...ca..."
"Hey Hermione." Harry smiled and began to walk forward, his hands shaking violently at his sides.
What happened next took Harry by surprise, and he was not at all prepared for his long time friend to practically launch herself from behind the large oak desk, throwing herself bodily into Harry's arms. Catching her with some dificulty, Harry brought his arms up around Hermione's waist and buried his head in her hair, allowing the tears to fall from his eyes.
"Oh my GOD!" Hermione tightened her grip around Harry's neck, trying if she would be able to - to jump inside his skin.
"Herm... Can't... Breath..." Harry choked.
Hermione didn't seem to notice what Harry was saying, as she was now crying freely into the crook of Harry's neck.
"Her...Hermione....LET GO!" Harry yelled as he felt himself begin to get faint.
Letting go suddenly, Hermione looked up into Harry's eyes, for in the past two years he had grown so that he now stood a good five or six inches about her small frame. Wiping at her tear stained cheeks, Herminoe stuttered, "Your... too...tall," she laughed suddenly and added with a sniff, "what happened to the short kid I used to know?"
Harry joined in with her laughter, wiping at his tears, "He grew...." he stopped and took in just how much more taller he was than the woman in front of him, "though by the looks of it, he wouldn't have needed much to be taller than you. I think you must have stopped growing when you were forteen..."
Hermione lightly smacked Harry's shoulder and laughed. "Oh be quiet or I'll be forced to give you detention."
"Too late, I'm probably already getting detention for disrupting Remus' class..." Harry trailed off looking around the room. "I can't believe that you became a teacher... well I mean I knew that you would... but look at this room...!"
Hermione crossed her arms and looked around the room then shrugged. "It's not much, it's really not that impressive actually. Rather dirty and-"
Harry cut her off with a laugh. "You haven't changed at all."
"Yes well... stick with what works." Hermione smiled as she grabbed Harry's hand and led him to the front of the room, stopping infront of the large oak desk. "So how have you been? It's been so long since I've seen you.... where are you living? Is it nice there? Do you have a job?" she paused for a second to take a quick breath, though the break wasn't long enough to leave Harry a chance to speak. "Are you seeing anyone? Why haven't you tried-"
Blinking, Harry tried to take in all the questions that Hermione had shot at him, but found that her mouth was moving a mile a minute. Sighing, Harry suddenly lifted his hand and put it over Hermione's lips, "Shh. It's quiet time now."
Hermione nodded and fell quiet as Harry removed his hand from her mouth. "I'm sorry, I just got carried away."
"Uh-huh..." Harry smiled and nodded, then decided to answer her questions hoping that he had at least heard them all correctly. "I've been fine, Italy, yes, yes, yes, I thought you were dead."
"I... what?"
"Your questions. I answered them." Harry responded proudly as he propped his hands on his hips.
"Oh... Italy? Wow...what's it like?"
"Er... It's nice..."
"What part do you live in? Can you see the sea from where you live?!" Hermione exclaimed as she sat down on the desk.
"... Napoli... Yes." Harry stood back slightly crossing his arms. "No more rapid fire questions, alright Miss. Granger?"
Sighing, Hermione nodded. "Yes, alright... well, then who are you seeing?"
Harry lifted a finger and took a deep breath. "About that..." He paused slightly, not quite sure how to tell her that he was seeing Draco. "Well, you see..."
"Yes?"
"I..."
"Oh come on Harry, spit it out already." Hermione laughed slightly.
"Well... actually I swallow." Harry muttered as he began to scratch his chin with the raised finger.
Hermione sat back on the desk and raised her eyebrow. "...What?"
Harry took a deep breath and looked down at his fingernails, picking at the skin. "I... I'm... I'm..." He took another deep breath and looked up at her, his green eyes flashing as he spoke. "I'm gay."
Hermione sat back and nodded. Her eyes traveled up and down his body. "I figured as much."
Frowning at her, Harry put his hands back on his hips and replied, "Just how the hell....." he was cut off by his friend's polite voice.
"...Harry, first of all, I can tell just by the way that you're standing," Hermione started as she gestured to Harry posture, "second, during all of our years at Hogwarts, you never once had a girlfriend," she raised her hand and stopped Harry from speaking, "Cho Chang does not count. You barely made it two days with out getting into a row, not to mention the fact that I caught you eyeing a certain red headed boy by the name of Ronald Weasley..." she trailed off, and Harry knew why.
Putting a hand to her shoulder, Harry spoke, "Well I'm glad that you accepted it and didn't make a fuss like most of the people I know would have." He smiled kindly before taking his hand away. "Now, the part that I don't think you'll take kindly to is the person I'm-"
"FOR GOD SAKE HARRY! Stop running away like that, I can't find your gorgeous butt as easily as you can find mi-"
Harry began to laugh nervously as he turned. "Haah... good timing, Draco..."
"... Gorgeous butt? Malfoy... Er... Harry what the he-"
"We're seeing eachother," Draco stepped forward narrowing his eyes. "living together, screwing eachother - it's very fun... and we're going to keep doing it."
"When we get out of here I'm going to smack you so hard..." Harry warned his boyfriend.
Draco smirked and put a finger to his cheek, turning it around keeping contact with his cheek as he did so. "Make sure it's in the right spot, big boy."
Harry forgot Hermione's presence and took Draco's hand in his smirking. "Big boy eh?"
Draco made a show of looking down before he lent forward, close to Harry's lips. "Mmmm..... definately...." he cut off what ever else he was going to say with a kiss to Harry's lips.
Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's neck pulling him closer, nudging his mouth open. Harry leaned into the kiss as his arms found their place around Draco's slender waist. He dipped Draco back slightly - gaining a small squeak as Draco giggled into his mouth. Hermione witnessed their tongues touch outside of their mouths as Harry lent forward. She promptly raised her hand and cleared her throat.
"Not that I'm not happy for the both of you, but would it be too much trouble to ask you to stop defiling my classroom with your antics?"
Draco turned, raising his eyebrow. "Wow... you sound like you're 50."
Harry smirked as he rest his cheek on Draco's, kissing his ear. "Shh..."
"Aww... but Harry-"
"Shh!"
"Fine.."
Hermione pursed her lips. "He does what you say?" a hint of disbelief entering her voice at she eyed the two lovers.
Harry laughed, turning to face Hermione once more - letting his hand run down Draco's back towards one of his favorite spots, pinching the soft flesh through Draco's trousers. That earned him an undignified 'eep' from his boyfriend. "He doesn't always do what I say."
"I only do it if I get something out of it." Draco scowled as he shifted taking Harry's hand away from his rear. "I may enjoy public sex, but not infront of her."
"Wow..." Hermione shook her head. "Please, don't regail me with anything else."
"Deal." Harry cut in before Draco could - knowing that he still harbored some ill feelings towards her and would take and chance he could to be rude to her. "Anyway... Yes, Draco is my boyfriend. He has been since June."
"Oh, well that's lovely." Hermione smiled sweetly before standing up. "May I ask how all of this came to be?"
"Sure..." Draco spoke first as he sat on one of the students desks, pulling Harry back with him so that the black haired man was standing in between Draco's legs, his back against the slender man's chest. "Well I decided to go on vacation, leading me to Napoli. From there, I met Neville - insulted him..."
"Neville?" Harry turned slightly to look down at Draco.
"Yes. He's a cab driver. Anyway, from there I went to a shabby hotel, decided to go out and look around the city - met Harry in the market place, and got asked to dinner. You wouldn't believe the flirting that went on during that meal... anyway," Draco sighed slightly before continuing. "Then Harry asked me to stay at his place seeing how he didn't want me killed in a mass of crumbled stones," At this, Hermione raised her eyebrow, Draco took no notice as he was currently fiddling with a loose string on Harry's shirt. Pulling it out, he began again. "Then, I ended up staying for a few more days than I had expected to, Harry bought me a ring," Draco held up his finger and pointed to it. "and threw me into the coffee table - causing me to bleed quite profusely, stayed a few more days, started packing my things because I had decided I outstayed my welcome. Harry caught me, we professed out love to eachother and he asked me to move in. That's were we are now."
"Also, we have really amazing sex. You should see the scars on my back." Harry smirked as he stood proudly.
"Did they really scar?" Draco asked timidly.
"Faintly... but yes."
Draco gasped slightly as he grabbed the hem of Harry's shirt, pulling it up to his shoulders. "Oh... Oh Harry I'm so sorry!" He ran his hands along Harry's back causing Harry to shiver.
Harry grinned and twisted in Draco's grasp, letting his hands rest on the blond's thighs, "Don't worry.... I quite enjoyed the process of getting them..." he trailed off as he lightly kissed Draco, his hands moving slightly up on Draco's legs.
"Wh... wha...what...you.... s-s-sto-p... do... don't.. NO!" Hermione's words stumbled out of her mouth as she watched Harry's hands creep farther up Draco's thighs - coming very close to an area that she most certainly did not want to see. "Honestly! Can you not control your urges?!"
Harry looked over at her as Draco kissed his neck. "Er... not really... uhm..."
Hermione huffed slightly. "Well... go... and take care of whatever you... err... need to and we'll talk later." Hermione looked down at Harry's crotch quickly and blushed as she looked up at his eyes. "And whatever you do, don't do it in this classroom."
"Yes ma'am." Harry saulted Hermione as Draco clambered off the desk and pulled at his shirt, all but dragging Harry from the room before he had a chance to say something else. Laughing at Draco's eagarness, Harry said, "My my, aren't we randy today?"
Draco rolled his eyes and groaned, "Oh shut-up you prat."
Neither man heard the tired moan behind them that sounded faintly like, "....I'm going to have such a headache...." then a short while after that, "...their like rabbits for Merlins sake..."
Harry allowed himself to be pulled along a variety of hallways, passing by a small portion of hall that was covered in a swamp and roped off. It was all that was left of Fred and George Weasley's famous prank that had left the enitre floor in the swamp, sending Dolores Umbridge into a fit. Draco was almost raidiating sexual engery as he lead Harry by the hand, for he had removed his grip from Harry's shirt, which was now extremely wrinkled. Suddenly, Harry was pulled into a classroom, where the door was prompty slammed shut and he was pushed against the door, Draco's lips coming in for a searing kiss.
While Draco's lips were busied with Harry's, his hands found Harry's pants - feverishly undoing the button. Harry began to laugh as Draco had ripped his pants open and was now working at the buttons on his shirt, a few stray buttons popping off of the shirt as Draco growled and tore the shirt open when he couldn't get the buttons undone fast enough. Draco had been forceful before this, but never, ever THIS forceful. It thrilled Harry to no end that he was probably about to have the most amazing sex of his life....... for the moment anyways.
Draco's tongue was now inside Harry's mouth as he pulled the taller man closer to him, taking careful steps back as he did. Feeling his knees hit the edge of a desk, Draco turned Harry so that his boyfriend was against the desk and he roughly pulled Harry's pants down in one swift movement.
"Aaaah....!" Harry's voice came out in a squeak, something that Draco had never heard before, but made him really horny.
Stopping his assualt on Harry's mouth, Draco kissed his neck before biting the flesh, growling, "...I like it when you squeak..... let's see if we can't get you to do it again..."
Harry closed his eyes as Draco tugged his shirt all the way off and tossed it over his shoulder, a few of the loose buttons hitting the stone floor with tiny clinks. Draco kissed Harry's chest breifly before grabbing his hips and turning him around.
"AHH!" Harry had squeaked again as his elbow's fell down on the wooden desk.
Draco lent forward and whispered into Harry's ear. "Mmmm... you have no idea how hard that just made me..."
"I think I have a vauge idea..." Harry motioned down to the hard object hitting the inside of his thigh. "Err... should I be scared?"
Draco nipped at his shoulder and growled into his ear. "Yes."
"Good... well at least I know how to feel..." Harry muttered as he griped the edge of the desk with his hands, his knuckles turning white.
Draco didn't say anything else as he moved one hand from Harry's hip around to his front gripping Harry's erection, the other held his lover against him as his foot nudged Harry's feet as far apart as they would go. Draco let go of Harry's hip and worked the clasp of his pants, undoing them only enough to pull both his undewear and jeans down to his thighs. Draco then took ahold of his own erection and placed it against Harry's anus. With one movement and without warning his lover - Draco thrust into him.
Harry squeaked again. "Ahh... Oh god!"
Draco brought his hand back and smacked it against Harry's butt.
"DRACO!"
"Mmm... yes?"
"Do it again, this time... harder."
Draco pushed the whole length of his dick inside of Harry and leant over, "I'll show you harder..." Draco finished by biting Harry's ear, earning yet another gasp from the man under him.
Harry bit his bottom lip as Draco paused only long enough to finish biting his ear before he pulled almost all of the way out of his body before taking him again, sending his hips into the desk with enough force that Harry knew he would have a long horizontal bruise when they were done. Draco didn't even notice when the desk tipped slightly forward.
Harry moaned under his breath. "Ow..."
Once more, Draco did not notice - he was preoccupying his attention elsewhere. Continuing to thrust in and out of Harry, Draco had begun to breath quite heavily as his fingers stroked over the head of Harry's cock.
"Aughh god..." Draco moaned as his fingers dug into Harry's hips, keeping him steady underneath the amount of force he was exerting. Draco had seemed to enter his own world by this point, forgetting everything but the feeling of Harry around him.
Harry held onto the desk with a little more strength than indended, cracking the wood. Taking no heed, one of Harry's hand's found his own erection - allowing Draco to hold onto both of his hips as he forcefully drove in and out of him.
"Oh!......... God..harder! FUCK!" Harry screamed out suddenly as he bit into his bottom lip, drawing blood, "Ahhh........! Fuck me..... YES!"
That only worked to boost Draco's confidence, so needless to say, Harry was going to be quite sore, very soon. Pumping his hand faster around his cock, Harry moaned loudly as he threw his head back. Draco had begun to dig his fingers further into Harry's skin, hard enough to leave large bruises over his hip bones. Draco thrust a few more times, and when he came - the room was filled with his erratic moan. Harry had yet to reach his own orgasm, as Draco leaned against him from behind, and he let out a small whimper. Without thinking, Draco pushed Harry's hand away from his erection, replacing it with his own. He worked the head of Harry's dick skillfully, and within moments, he felt Harry's cum on his hands as Harry cried out once very loudly.
They stood in place for a while, Harry drapped over the now heavily bent desk, Draco resting against his back his cock still inside Harry. Draco didn't want to move, as he was extremely sensitive, and he knew that Harry was too.
After a few long minutes, Draco finally withdrew from Harry, patting him lightly on the butt as he did so.
"I'm not a dog you know..." Harry managed to say through clenched teeth.
Draco just laughed and pulled his pants up, watching as Harry righted his position as he stood wincing a little. Wincing in sympathy, Draco let Harry pull up his pants and boxers before turning him around so that Draco was against the desk and Harry was standing infront of him. Wrapping his arms around Harry, Draco rested his head against his shoulder and whispered, "This was nice... but I think I prefer bottom status..."
Harry laughed and ran his hand through Draco's damp hair, "I like you on bottom too." he replied as he lightly kissed Draco's sweat dampened neck.
Suddenly, the pair heard the classroom door open, and a horrified gasp, "Oh....... dear..."
Turning as one, Harry and Draco looked to find that Remus was standing in the doorway, a look of mixed shock and horror on his face. Harry figured that the look was because he found Draco and himself in an after sex embrace. He was dead wrong.
Gesturing to the desk, Remus stuttered, "What.......wh... look.... you BROKE the desk!"
Draco raised his eyebrows as Harry frowned. Then, with a quick glance at eachother, Harry and Draco turned and looked at the desk they were leaning agianst. The metal legs were bent at an alarming angle towards the floor, and the polished wooden top was cracked where Harry had gripped it.
"Holy shit..." Draco muttered.
"...Huh..." Harry added, running a hand through his hair.
"Yes! 'Shit' and 'huh' indeed!" Remus scolded, his hands flying towards the lovers, his tan colored sweater coming down from his elbows to cover his hands, "do you know how much damaged you've caused?"
Draco snorted, "It's a bloody desk. Get a grip."
Remus stared at the slender blond man, then at Harry, then back again. His face suddenly broke into a grin, and he mumbled something that sounded like, "... well, this is where Sirius took me once..." to Harry's ears.
"Okay... you just... with... my godfather... the..." Harry's face paled.
"What Harry was trying to say, was 'You fucked Sirius on this desk too?!'" Draco smiled, until he realized what he had said. His smile quickly turned into a look of utter disbelief and terror.
"Actually, it was the other way around." Remus muttered as he rolled up his sweater sleeves, then, as if he too realized what he just said, he turned a bright shade of red and added, "I did NOT just say that...."
"Right... filing this under 'Things you never want to know'..." Harry drawled as he covered his face with his hands groaning.
"So... who was usually on the bottom?" Draco asked suddenly - very interested in the subject of Remus getting it on with Sirius. Something he really shouldn't be interested in, but was anyways.
"Err..." Remus nervously looked around, crossing his arms. "I... Can I please speak with Harry alone for a minute?"
Draco glanced over at Harry who was currently hyperventilating. "He looks like he's going to pass out."
Remus rolled his eyes. "Yes, and don't jump to try to help him or anything." He strolled up to Harry and cast a spell under his voice to stop the irregular breathing, bringing the color back to Harry's face. "I'd appreciate it if you'd leave for a minute, Draco."
"Pft... chst... ugh..." Draco crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. "I need a shower anyway." he pointed his nose in the air as he began to walk towards the door, shutting it behind himself.
Remus had helped Harry to the ground so that if he were to faint, he wouldn't have far to fall. Harry winced as his butt touched the ground, and Remus took pity on him conjuring a pillow for him to sit on. He then sat down beside Harry and thought about what he was to say next.
Harry stared blankly ahead his eyebrows raised as he watched a small dust particle float around. "You really... um... with Sirius?" He turned his attention to Remus.
"Yes. We were a couple from our 6th year at Hogwarts to graduation. We then moved in with eachother after school."
"I didn't know you were gay." one of his eyes narrowed as he stared into Remus' eyes. "I never knew Sirius was gay."
"Yes, well..." Remus cleared his throat. "Neither of us got a chance to tell you, what with the Order, and well... generally being afraid of your reaction."
Harry pulled at a thread on his pant leg and replied, "Did you love him?"
Remus smiled, suddenly thinking back to the first time he told Sirius that he loved him, "Yes. I do love him. Very much, Harry."
Harry nodded, then shot his head up at the 'present tense' way Remus had replied, "Wait, do love him? As in love him right now? As in he's still alive and you love him?"
Remus shook his head and put a hand on Harry's knee, "Baby, no. Siri isn't alive, though I love him as if he were."
Harry blinked and fought back tears, for the memory of his godfather dying infront of him was still fresh in his mind, "Did you just call me 'baby'?" he asked.
Remus' eyes glistened with their own tears, and he answered, "That's what Siri called you. He'd never use your actual name, he'd always refer to you as his 'baby', as he would never have children," Remus smiled and added thoughtfully, "when he held you Harry, it was like he was a whole other person. You would have never guessed that he could be the worlds biggest ass."
Harry laughed quietly as he looked into Remus' eyes. "Why did my dad name him as my Godfather?"
"For the simple reason that Sirius loved you as he loved no other, and would never let anything ever happen to you." Remus smiled sadly. "It killed him to be locked away from you for twelve years, never knowing how you were, or knowing where you were. Or what you even looked like. You can imagine his suprise when he found that you looked like James."
Harry laughed again and hugged his knees to his chest, "That must be why he always looked at me like I was my dad," he said, adding after a short pause, "I miss him Remus. I miss him so much," he sniffed as new tears came to his eyes, "he was the closest thing I had to a father...." he trailed off, then looked into Remus' amber eyes, "...next to you."
Remus smiled before taking Harry in his arms, calming his tears. They stayed that way until Harry realized that he was half naked in a drafty classroom, with Draco's smell, among other things, still on him. Slowly standing, he looked down at Remus and smiled.
"Thanks. For everything," he said, then walked towards the door that Draco had exited through eariler, "I'm going to go shower. See you at dinner."
Forty minutes later, Harry emerged from the steamy bathroom in his and Draco's room, a towel around his neck and a fresh pair of boxers and pants on. Draco was sitting tucked up in one of the chairs next to the fire, a book in his one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. It amazed Harry that Draco could read so much, esspecially when Harry read titles like 'Wizarding History Through the Ages: A Look at the Ever Evolving Ministry of Magic'. It made Harry's head spin just watching Draco read such a monstrous book.
"How can you sit there and pretend that what you're reading is interesting?" Harry asked as he took the opposite chair and towled his hair dry, sending strands of hair to stick up all over his head.
Draco regarded him with a 'look', and replied with his upper-class snobish attitude, "I'm already visualizing duct tape over your mouth. I want to read in peace."
Harry stuck his tongue out at Draco and got up from the chair, making his way over to the bed. Dropping the towel, he threw himself onto the soft mattress, though making sure that he was lying on his stomach. He heard the faint sounds of Draco flipping through the pages of the text as he closed his eyes and submitted to the need for sleep. It had been a tiring day.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Kylia: YEAH!! Finished the first updated chappie! (yawns pathetically) It took us nearly five hours to write this, so you had better like it (shakes fist at audience)
Draco: ........
Harry: My butt hurts.........
Raei: Yeah, it would, woudn't it? (rolls her eyes) Anyhow, Let us know what you think of the first chapter back, cookies for those who do!! (sets out a large tray of cookies and slaps Draco's hand as he reaches to take one) Bad dog...
-FADE TO BLACK-
REVIEWS PLEASE!!!
Draco and Harry: (death glare) Don't you DARE!!!
Raei: Ohhh no!! I am never to lazy to write a sex scene. Do not worry my muses, the sex shall be had. And it will be good. It will be damn good... Quidditch anyone?!
Kylia: (grins) And now that I am promoted to Demi Goddess status for writing a good steamy sex scene, I will also join in the festivities........ making sure to fufill all your fantasies about Harry and Draco. So without further adue....... on with the chappie!!
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
The woman sitting at the desk let out a deep breath and didn't look up from her tests as she spoke. "How many times do I have to tell you not to-" She looked up. "Ca...ca..."
"Hey Hermione." Harry smiled and began to walk forward, his hands shaking violently at his sides.
What happened next took Harry by surprise, and he was not at all prepared for his long time friend to practically launch herself from behind the large oak desk, throwing herself bodily into Harry's arms. Catching her with some dificulty, Harry brought his arms up around Hermione's waist and buried his head in her hair, allowing the tears to fall from his eyes.
"Oh my GOD!" Hermione tightened her grip around Harry's neck, trying if she would be able to - to jump inside his skin.
"Herm... Can't... Breath..." Harry choked.
Hermione didn't seem to notice what Harry was saying, as she was now crying freely into the crook of Harry's neck.
"Her...Hermione....LET GO!" Harry yelled as he felt himself begin to get faint.
Letting go suddenly, Hermione looked up into Harry's eyes, for in the past two years he had grown so that he now stood a good five or six inches about her small frame. Wiping at her tear stained cheeks, Herminoe stuttered, "Your... too...tall," she laughed suddenly and added with a sniff, "what happened to the short kid I used to know?"
Harry joined in with her laughter, wiping at his tears, "He grew...." he stopped and took in just how much more taller he was than the woman in front of him, "though by the looks of it, he wouldn't have needed much to be taller than you. I think you must have stopped growing when you were forteen..."
Hermione lightly smacked Harry's shoulder and laughed. "Oh be quiet or I'll be forced to give you detention."
"Too late, I'm probably already getting detention for disrupting Remus' class..." Harry trailed off looking around the room. "I can't believe that you became a teacher... well I mean I knew that you would... but look at this room...!"
Hermione crossed her arms and looked around the room then shrugged. "It's not much, it's really not that impressive actually. Rather dirty and-"
Harry cut her off with a laugh. "You haven't changed at all."
"Yes well... stick with what works." Hermione smiled as she grabbed Harry's hand and led him to the front of the room, stopping infront of the large oak desk. "So how have you been? It's been so long since I've seen you.... where are you living? Is it nice there? Do you have a job?" she paused for a second to take a quick breath, though the break wasn't long enough to leave Harry a chance to speak. "Are you seeing anyone? Why haven't you tried-"
Blinking, Harry tried to take in all the questions that Hermione had shot at him, but found that her mouth was moving a mile a minute. Sighing, Harry suddenly lifted his hand and put it over Hermione's lips, "Shh. It's quiet time now."
Hermione nodded and fell quiet as Harry removed his hand from her mouth. "I'm sorry, I just got carried away."
"Uh-huh..." Harry smiled and nodded, then decided to answer her questions hoping that he had at least heard them all correctly. "I've been fine, Italy, yes, yes, yes, I thought you were dead."
"I... what?"
"Your questions. I answered them." Harry responded proudly as he propped his hands on his hips.
"Oh... Italy? Wow...what's it like?"
"Er... It's nice..."
"What part do you live in? Can you see the sea from where you live?!" Hermione exclaimed as she sat down on the desk.
"... Napoli... Yes." Harry stood back slightly crossing his arms. "No more rapid fire questions, alright Miss. Granger?"
Sighing, Hermione nodded. "Yes, alright... well, then who are you seeing?"
Harry lifted a finger and took a deep breath. "About that..." He paused slightly, not quite sure how to tell her that he was seeing Draco. "Well, you see..."
"Yes?"
"I..."
"Oh come on Harry, spit it out already." Hermione laughed slightly.
"Well... actually I swallow." Harry muttered as he began to scratch his chin with the raised finger.
Hermione sat back on the desk and raised her eyebrow. "...What?"
Harry took a deep breath and looked down at his fingernails, picking at the skin. "I... I'm... I'm..." He took another deep breath and looked up at her, his green eyes flashing as he spoke. "I'm gay."
Hermione sat back and nodded. Her eyes traveled up and down his body. "I figured as much."
Frowning at her, Harry put his hands back on his hips and replied, "Just how the hell....." he was cut off by his friend's polite voice.
"...Harry, first of all, I can tell just by the way that you're standing," Hermione started as she gestured to Harry posture, "second, during all of our years at Hogwarts, you never once had a girlfriend," she raised her hand and stopped Harry from speaking, "Cho Chang does not count. You barely made it two days with out getting into a row, not to mention the fact that I caught you eyeing a certain red headed boy by the name of Ronald Weasley..." she trailed off, and Harry knew why.
Putting a hand to her shoulder, Harry spoke, "Well I'm glad that you accepted it and didn't make a fuss like most of the people I know would have." He smiled kindly before taking his hand away. "Now, the part that I don't think you'll take kindly to is the person I'm-"
"FOR GOD SAKE HARRY! Stop running away like that, I can't find your gorgeous butt as easily as you can find mi-"
Harry began to laugh nervously as he turned. "Haah... good timing, Draco..."
"... Gorgeous butt? Malfoy... Er... Harry what the he-"
"We're seeing eachother," Draco stepped forward narrowing his eyes. "living together, screwing eachother - it's very fun... and we're going to keep doing it."
"When we get out of here I'm going to smack you so hard..." Harry warned his boyfriend.
Draco smirked and put a finger to his cheek, turning it around keeping contact with his cheek as he did so. "Make sure it's in the right spot, big boy."
Harry forgot Hermione's presence and took Draco's hand in his smirking. "Big boy eh?"
Draco made a show of looking down before he lent forward, close to Harry's lips. "Mmmm..... definately...." he cut off what ever else he was going to say with a kiss to Harry's lips.
Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's neck pulling him closer, nudging his mouth open. Harry leaned into the kiss as his arms found their place around Draco's slender waist. He dipped Draco back slightly - gaining a small squeak as Draco giggled into his mouth. Hermione witnessed their tongues touch outside of their mouths as Harry lent forward. She promptly raised her hand and cleared her throat.
"Not that I'm not happy for the both of you, but would it be too much trouble to ask you to stop defiling my classroom with your antics?"
Draco turned, raising his eyebrow. "Wow... you sound like you're 50."
Harry smirked as he rest his cheek on Draco's, kissing his ear. "Shh..."
"Aww... but Harry-"
"Shh!"
"Fine.."
Hermione pursed her lips. "He does what you say?" a hint of disbelief entering her voice at she eyed the two lovers.
Harry laughed, turning to face Hermione once more - letting his hand run down Draco's back towards one of his favorite spots, pinching the soft flesh through Draco's trousers. That earned him an undignified 'eep' from his boyfriend. "He doesn't always do what I say."
"I only do it if I get something out of it." Draco scowled as he shifted taking Harry's hand away from his rear. "I may enjoy public sex, but not infront of her."
"Wow..." Hermione shook her head. "Please, don't regail me with anything else."
"Deal." Harry cut in before Draco could - knowing that he still harbored some ill feelings towards her and would take and chance he could to be rude to her. "Anyway... Yes, Draco is my boyfriend. He has been since June."
"Oh, well that's lovely." Hermione smiled sweetly before standing up. "May I ask how all of this came to be?"
"Sure..." Draco spoke first as he sat on one of the students desks, pulling Harry back with him so that the black haired man was standing in between Draco's legs, his back against the slender man's chest. "Well I decided to go on vacation, leading me to Napoli. From there, I met Neville - insulted him..."
"Neville?" Harry turned slightly to look down at Draco.
"Yes. He's a cab driver. Anyway, from there I went to a shabby hotel, decided to go out and look around the city - met Harry in the market place, and got asked to dinner. You wouldn't believe the flirting that went on during that meal... anyway," Draco sighed slightly before continuing. "Then Harry asked me to stay at his place seeing how he didn't want me killed in a mass of crumbled stones," At this, Hermione raised her eyebrow, Draco took no notice as he was currently fiddling with a loose string on Harry's shirt. Pulling it out, he began again. "Then, I ended up staying for a few more days than I had expected to, Harry bought me a ring," Draco held up his finger and pointed to it. "and threw me into the coffee table - causing me to bleed quite profusely, stayed a few more days, started packing my things because I had decided I outstayed my welcome. Harry caught me, we professed out love to eachother and he asked me to move in. That's were we are now."
"Also, we have really amazing sex. You should see the scars on my back." Harry smirked as he stood proudly.
"Did they really scar?" Draco asked timidly.
"Faintly... but yes."
Draco gasped slightly as he grabbed the hem of Harry's shirt, pulling it up to his shoulders. "Oh... Oh Harry I'm so sorry!" He ran his hands along Harry's back causing Harry to shiver.
Harry grinned and twisted in Draco's grasp, letting his hands rest on the blond's thighs, "Don't worry.... I quite enjoyed the process of getting them..." he trailed off as he lightly kissed Draco, his hands moving slightly up on Draco's legs.
"Wh... wha...what...you.... s-s-sto-p... do... don't.. NO!" Hermione's words stumbled out of her mouth as she watched Harry's hands creep farther up Draco's thighs - coming very close to an area that she most certainly did not want to see. "Honestly! Can you not control your urges?!"
Harry looked over at her as Draco kissed his neck. "Er... not really... uhm..."
Hermione huffed slightly. "Well... go... and take care of whatever you... err... need to and we'll talk later." Hermione looked down at Harry's crotch quickly and blushed as she looked up at his eyes. "And whatever you do, don't do it in this classroom."
"Yes ma'am." Harry saulted Hermione as Draco clambered off the desk and pulled at his shirt, all but dragging Harry from the room before he had a chance to say something else. Laughing at Draco's eagarness, Harry said, "My my, aren't we randy today?"
Draco rolled his eyes and groaned, "Oh shut-up you prat."
Neither man heard the tired moan behind them that sounded faintly like, "....I'm going to have such a headache...." then a short while after that, "...their like rabbits for Merlins sake..."
Harry allowed himself to be pulled along a variety of hallways, passing by a small portion of hall that was covered in a swamp and roped off. It was all that was left of Fred and George Weasley's famous prank that had left the enitre floor in the swamp, sending Dolores Umbridge into a fit. Draco was almost raidiating sexual engery as he lead Harry by the hand, for he had removed his grip from Harry's shirt, which was now extremely wrinkled. Suddenly, Harry was pulled into a classroom, where the door was prompty slammed shut and he was pushed against the door, Draco's lips coming in for a searing kiss.
While Draco's lips were busied with Harry's, his hands found Harry's pants - feverishly undoing the button. Harry began to laugh as Draco had ripped his pants open and was now working at the buttons on his shirt, a few stray buttons popping off of the shirt as Draco growled and tore the shirt open when he couldn't get the buttons undone fast enough. Draco had been forceful before this, but never, ever THIS forceful. It thrilled Harry to no end that he was probably about to have the most amazing sex of his life....... for the moment anyways.
Draco's tongue was now inside Harry's mouth as he pulled the taller man closer to him, taking careful steps back as he did. Feeling his knees hit the edge of a desk, Draco turned Harry so that his boyfriend was against the desk and he roughly pulled Harry's pants down in one swift movement.
"Aaaah....!" Harry's voice came out in a squeak, something that Draco had never heard before, but made him really horny.
Stopping his assualt on Harry's mouth, Draco kissed his neck before biting the flesh, growling, "...I like it when you squeak..... let's see if we can't get you to do it again..."
Harry closed his eyes as Draco tugged his shirt all the way off and tossed it over his shoulder, a few of the loose buttons hitting the stone floor with tiny clinks. Draco kissed Harry's chest breifly before grabbing his hips and turning him around.
"AHH!" Harry had squeaked again as his elbow's fell down on the wooden desk.
Draco lent forward and whispered into Harry's ear. "Mmmm... you have no idea how hard that just made me..."
"I think I have a vauge idea..." Harry motioned down to the hard object hitting the inside of his thigh. "Err... should I be scared?"
Draco nipped at his shoulder and growled into his ear. "Yes."
"Good... well at least I know how to feel..." Harry muttered as he griped the edge of the desk with his hands, his knuckles turning white.
Draco didn't say anything else as he moved one hand from Harry's hip around to his front gripping Harry's erection, the other held his lover against him as his foot nudged Harry's feet as far apart as they would go. Draco let go of Harry's hip and worked the clasp of his pants, undoing them only enough to pull both his undewear and jeans down to his thighs. Draco then took ahold of his own erection and placed it against Harry's anus. With one movement and without warning his lover - Draco thrust into him.
Harry squeaked again. "Ahh... Oh god!"
Draco brought his hand back and smacked it against Harry's butt.
"DRACO!"
"Mmm... yes?"
"Do it again, this time... harder."
Draco pushed the whole length of his dick inside of Harry and leant over, "I'll show you harder..." Draco finished by biting Harry's ear, earning yet another gasp from the man under him.
Harry bit his bottom lip as Draco paused only long enough to finish biting his ear before he pulled almost all of the way out of his body before taking him again, sending his hips into the desk with enough force that Harry knew he would have a long horizontal bruise when they were done. Draco didn't even notice when the desk tipped slightly forward.
Harry moaned under his breath. "Ow..."
Once more, Draco did not notice - he was preoccupying his attention elsewhere. Continuing to thrust in and out of Harry, Draco had begun to breath quite heavily as his fingers stroked over the head of Harry's cock.
"Aughh god..." Draco moaned as his fingers dug into Harry's hips, keeping him steady underneath the amount of force he was exerting. Draco had seemed to enter his own world by this point, forgetting everything but the feeling of Harry around him.
Harry held onto the desk with a little more strength than indended, cracking the wood. Taking no heed, one of Harry's hand's found his own erection - allowing Draco to hold onto both of his hips as he forcefully drove in and out of him.
"Oh!......... God..harder! FUCK!" Harry screamed out suddenly as he bit into his bottom lip, drawing blood, "Ahhh........! Fuck me..... YES!"
That only worked to boost Draco's confidence, so needless to say, Harry was going to be quite sore, very soon. Pumping his hand faster around his cock, Harry moaned loudly as he threw his head back. Draco had begun to dig his fingers further into Harry's skin, hard enough to leave large bruises over his hip bones. Draco thrust a few more times, and when he came - the room was filled with his erratic moan. Harry had yet to reach his own orgasm, as Draco leaned against him from behind, and he let out a small whimper. Without thinking, Draco pushed Harry's hand away from his erection, replacing it with his own. He worked the head of Harry's dick skillfully, and within moments, he felt Harry's cum on his hands as Harry cried out once very loudly.
They stood in place for a while, Harry drapped over the now heavily bent desk, Draco resting against his back his cock still inside Harry. Draco didn't want to move, as he was extremely sensitive, and he knew that Harry was too.
After a few long minutes, Draco finally withdrew from Harry, patting him lightly on the butt as he did so.
"I'm not a dog you know..." Harry managed to say through clenched teeth.
Draco just laughed and pulled his pants up, watching as Harry righted his position as he stood wincing a little. Wincing in sympathy, Draco let Harry pull up his pants and boxers before turning him around so that Draco was against the desk and Harry was standing infront of him. Wrapping his arms around Harry, Draco rested his head against his shoulder and whispered, "This was nice... but I think I prefer bottom status..."
Harry laughed and ran his hand through Draco's damp hair, "I like you on bottom too." he replied as he lightly kissed Draco's sweat dampened neck.
Suddenly, the pair heard the classroom door open, and a horrified gasp, "Oh....... dear..."
Turning as one, Harry and Draco looked to find that Remus was standing in the doorway, a look of mixed shock and horror on his face. Harry figured that the look was because he found Draco and himself in an after sex embrace. He was dead wrong.
Gesturing to the desk, Remus stuttered, "What.......wh... look.... you BROKE the desk!"
Draco raised his eyebrows as Harry frowned. Then, with a quick glance at eachother, Harry and Draco turned and looked at the desk they were leaning agianst. The metal legs were bent at an alarming angle towards the floor, and the polished wooden top was cracked where Harry had gripped it.
"Holy shit..." Draco muttered.
"...Huh..." Harry added, running a hand through his hair.
"Yes! 'Shit' and 'huh' indeed!" Remus scolded, his hands flying towards the lovers, his tan colored sweater coming down from his elbows to cover his hands, "do you know how much damaged you've caused?"
Draco snorted, "It's a bloody desk. Get a grip."
Remus stared at the slender blond man, then at Harry, then back again. His face suddenly broke into a grin, and he mumbled something that sounded like, "... well, this is where Sirius took me once..." to Harry's ears.
"Okay... you just... with... my godfather... the..." Harry's face paled.
"What Harry was trying to say, was 'You fucked Sirius on this desk too?!'" Draco smiled, until he realized what he had said. His smile quickly turned into a look of utter disbelief and terror.
"Actually, it was the other way around." Remus muttered as he rolled up his sweater sleeves, then, as if he too realized what he just said, he turned a bright shade of red and added, "I did NOT just say that...."
"Right... filing this under 'Things you never want to know'..." Harry drawled as he covered his face with his hands groaning.
"So... who was usually on the bottom?" Draco asked suddenly - very interested in the subject of Remus getting it on with Sirius. Something he really shouldn't be interested in, but was anyways.
"Err..." Remus nervously looked around, crossing his arms. "I... Can I please speak with Harry alone for a minute?"
Draco glanced over at Harry who was currently hyperventilating. "He looks like he's going to pass out."
Remus rolled his eyes. "Yes, and don't jump to try to help him or anything." He strolled up to Harry and cast a spell under his voice to stop the irregular breathing, bringing the color back to Harry's face. "I'd appreciate it if you'd leave for a minute, Draco."
"Pft... chst... ugh..." Draco crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. "I need a shower anyway." he pointed his nose in the air as he began to walk towards the door, shutting it behind himself.
Remus had helped Harry to the ground so that if he were to faint, he wouldn't have far to fall. Harry winced as his butt touched the ground, and Remus took pity on him conjuring a pillow for him to sit on. He then sat down beside Harry and thought about what he was to say next.
Harry stared blankly ahead his eyebrows raised as he watched a small dust particle float around. "You really... um... with Sirius?" He turned his attention to Remus.
"Yes. We were a couple from our 6th year at Hogwarts to graduation. We then moved in with eachother after school."
"I didn't know you were gay." one of his eyes narrowed as he stared into Remus' eyes. "I never knew Sirius was gay."
"Yes, well..." Remus cleared his throat. "Neither of us got a chance to tell you, what with the Order, and well... generally being afraid of your reaction."
Harry pulled at a thread on his pant leg and replied, "Did you love him?"
Remus smiled, suddenly thinking back to the first time he told Sirius that he loved him, "Yes. I do love him. Very much, Harry."
Harry nodded, then shot his head up at the 'present tense' way Remus had replied, "Wait, do love him? As in love him right now? As in he's still alive and you love him?"
Remus shook his head and put a hand on Harry's knee, "Baby, no. Siri isn't alive, though I love him as if he were."
Harry blinked and fought back tears, for the memory of his godfather dying infront of him was still fresh in his mind, "Did you just call me 'baby'?" he asked.
Remus' eyes glistened with their own tears, and he answered, "That's what Siri called you. He'd never use your actual name, he'd always refer to you as his 'baby', as he would never have children," Remus smiled and added thoughtfully, "when he held you Harry, it was like he was a whole other person. You would have never guessed that he could be the worlds biggest ass."
Harry laughed quietly as he looked into Remus' eyes. "Why did my dad name him as my Godfather?"
"For the simple reason that Sirius loved you as he loved no other, and would never let anything ever happen to you." Remus smiled sadly. "It killed him to be locked away from you for twelve years, never knowing how you were, or knowing where you were. Or what you even looked like. You can imagine his suprise when he found that you looked like James."
Harry laughed again and hugged his knees to his chest, "That must be why he always looked at me like I was my dad," he said, adding after a short pause, "I miss him Remus. I miss him so much," he sniffed as new tears came to his eyes, "he was the closest thing I had to a father...." he trailed off, then looked into Remus' amber eyes, "...next to you."
Remus smiled before taking Harry in his arms, calming his tears. They stayed that way until Harry realized that he was half naked in a drafty classroom, with Draco's smell, among other things, still on him. Slowly standing, he looked down at Remus and smiled.
"Thanks. For everything," he said, then walked towards the door that Draco had exited through eariler, "I'm going to go shower. See you at dinner."
Forty minutes later, Harry emerged from the steamy bathroom in his and Draco's room, a towel around his neck and a fresh pair of boxers and pants on. Draco was sitting tucked up in one of the chairs next to the fire, a book in his one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. It amazed Harry that Draco could read so much, esspecially when Harry read titles like 'Wizarding History Through the Ages: A Look at the Ever Evolving Ministry of Magic'. It made Harry's head spin just watching Draco read such a monstrous book.
"How can you sit there and pretend that what you're reading is interesting?" Harry asked as he took the opposite chair and towled his hair dry, sending strands of hair to stick up all over his head.
Draco regarded him with a 'look', and replied with his upper-class snobish attitude, "I'm already visualizing duct tape over your mouth. I want to read in peace."
Harry stuck his tongue out at Draco and got up from the chair, making his way over to the bed. Dropping the towel, he threw himself onto the soft mattress, though making sure that he was lying on his stomach. He heard the faint sounds of Draco flipping through the pages of the text as he closed his eyes and submitted to the need for sleep. It had been a tiring day.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Kylia: YEAH!! Finished the first updated chappie! (yawns pathetically) It took us nearly five hours to write this, so you had better like it (shakes fist at audience)
Draco: ........
Harry: My butt hurts.........
Raei: Yeah, it would, woudn't it? (rolls her eyes) Anyhow, Let us know what you think of the first chapter back, cookies for those who do!! (sets out a large tray of cookies and slaps Draco's hand as he reaches to take one) Bad dog...
-FADE TO BLACK-
REVIEWS PLEASE!!!