Chapter 4:
As the boys quickly ascended the moving staircases, they eventually arrived at the fourth floor, where the Library was located. Hoping not to be seen together by other students, they quickly tried to gain entrance when the doors opened up on the other side. Harry was hoping that of all people, these two just had to walk out at this moment in time.
"Hey, Harry!" Ron and Hermione said in unison.
Harry had noticed that when they came through the doors, they were walking hand in hand. He felt happy for them, finally seeing them together after all this time. Harry had also completely forgotten that Draco was with him, until Hermione brought it up.
"Harry, why are you hanging out with Malfoy?" Hermione inquired.
Harry trying to keep his poker-face and realizing how hard it was for him to lie to his best friends, tried to think of a quick excuse that would lead to no more questions.
"Umm...w-we were sent by Snape to...to get a book, yeah," Harry stuttered.
"Oh, okay. I guess we'll leave you two to do what you need to do then." And with that they waved goodbye to Harry and went up the stairs to the Gryffindor common room.
"What was up with that?" Ron whispered. "I've never seen them together. They looked like something else was up".
"I don't know..." Hermione replied. "But whatever it is, it's something pretty secretive."
"Do you think he'll tell us when Malfoy's not around?"
"I hope so."
Harry and Draco entered the Library separately, being careful not to draw any suspicion. The encounter with Ron and Hermione was close enough. Walking by Madam Pince's desk, they made their way to the east wing of the Library where the private study desks were located, hoping to find Oliver there. Luckily, they seen him there, poring over huge tomes.
"Hey, Oliver," said Harry. "Do you think we can talk for a second, it's kind of important."
Oliver looked over his shoulder, seeing that Harry and Draco were standing over him.
"Not now, Harry. I have to study for my N.E.W.T.S.," he replied morosely, looking back down at his texts, pretending to be reading them. "If it's so important we can talk later. How about we meet just outside here in an hour?"
"Sure, I guess that's okay."
With that, both boys left, leaving Oliver studying. They left the castle and decided to wander the grounds, killing time quickly until their meeting.
"Do you really think we can find a deal he'll agree to?" Harry asked.
"I honestly don't really know what to think. He didn't sound all too pleased to see us back there."
"No, he didn't. I think that something's going to happen that'll change everything."
Arriving at the lake and finding it deserted, they both sat down and skipped stones whilst thinking about the near future.
The hour passed, seeming slow and agonizing to the two boys. They made their way back up to the Library again, seeing Oliver leaning against the wall, patiently waiting for them.
"So, you said you wanted to talk to me?" Oliver asked, not meeting the eyes of either Harry or Draco.
"We wanted to talk to you about Draco and I," Harry answered.
"What about it? Besides the fact that you screwed around on me with Malfoy."
"We were hoping that we could strike up a deal. We do something for you, and in return you don't say anything to anyone about what you know about us," Draco stated, finally voicing himself.
After thinking for a few minutes, Oliver agreed.
"Fine, I'll make a deal with you two. Let's see...I got it! In exchange for keeping my mouth shut, you two have to let me..."
"Let you what?" Draco asked. Harry stood anxiously waiting for Oliver's response.
"You two have to let me in on one of your little 'meetings'."
Harry and Draco looked at each other, both at a loss for words. "Fine...deal!" they both said.
"Okay, good. Now, we'll meet tonight, midnight. You two should meet up first, and Harry, you should bring your Marauder's Map and invisibility cloak so you two can get there unnoticed."
"Get where?" Draco asked.
"There's a secret room hidden in a portrait of a soppy looking witch standing alone in a meadow. To gain access, the password is 'Penthos'. I'll see you two there. If you're late, the deal's off." And with that, he ascended the stairs and went to the Gryffindor common room.
Harry and Draco stood looking at each other, each giving a mischievious grin.
"That wasn't so bad. In fact I'm looking forward to it," Draco said.
"I can't hardly wait." Harry replied.
Just then the clock struck, signalling the hour when all students are required to return to their common rooms. After a quick agreement on where they were going to meet up before going to find Oliver, they both separated and departed to their respective common rooms.
"So the painting's in the Great Hall?" Draco asked.
"Apparantly. That's what the map's telling me," Harry replied.
Harry and Draco had met up at quarter-to-twelve in front of the library again, giving them an ample amount of time to look for this "secret room" and make their way towards it.
"So how long have you had this map for anyway, Harry?"
"Since third year. I've seen you and Pansy sneaking off some nights."
"Yeah, well, that bitch is annoying as hell."
They both quietly laughed underneath the invisibility cloak, and seen that they had arrived at the Great Hall at last. The painting that Oliver was talking about was located just off the Great Hall in a little antechamber. They removed the cloak from around them and stood in front of the painting. Looking at the painting Harry quietly said: "Penthos". Slowly, the painting opened as if hinged, and revealed a little passage to the room within. The room was bare except for a rectangular wooden table with a few chairs around it. Oliver was standing on the other side of the room, leaning against the wall as he was earlier that day.
"Wow, you came with five minutes to spare. Impressive." Oliver said, upon seeing the boys arrive.
"Yeah, well, we thought we'd be early, just in case." Harry retorted.
Oliver walked closer to them, closing the gap of space between them. He reached out with both hands, feeling both packages through the cloth of their robes. He was not surprised to discover they were both hard. Quickly, Harry started to massage Oliver's cock, running his hands up and down the older teen's member. Draco began to remove Oliver's robes and uniform, exposing his smooth chest and chiselled abs. He ran his hands up and down Wood's torso, occasionally pinching his nipples. Not wanting to waste any more time, all three boys began to remove their own robes in a hasty fashion, tossing them in the corner of the room.
The three boys, after removing their garments, began to close in on each other again. Draco was surprised at how endowed Oliver really was. He must have gauged Oliver's cock to be around 9 inches! They began to assault each other's mouths with their tongues, either with just two of them kissing while the other strokes the two members in front of him; or a three-way kiss where each tongue would battle with the other two, invading each other's mouths, tasting one another.
Draco, running his hands up and down the two Gryffindor's bodies, saw Harry pull away from Oliver's mouth and look at him in a sly manner. After picking up Harry's hint, both boys began to slowly lower themselves, planting soft kisses all over Oliver's body until they reached their goal. Harry took hold of Wood's cock and began to slowly suck the head on it, tasting the leaking precum that built up. Draco began to slowly lap at Oliver's sac, licking and gently sucking on each of his balls. Oliver, engorged with pleasure, put his hands on Harry's head, running his fingers through his team-mate's hair, and slowly began to fuck his face, building up speed with each thrust. The Slytherin moved and crouched behind Wood and stuck his tongue into the Quidditch Keeper's ass.
"Mmmmm...yeah...unngghh..." Oliver moaned. If the two of them kept this up, he was going to cum in no time.
Taking his hands off Harry's head, he pulled him up to his feet and began to ravage his mouth again. They slowly got onto the floor, pulling Draco along with them and formed a daisy chain with Draco sucking on Oliver and Harry sucking on Draco. Harry began to stroke his member in time with Draco's thrusts to his mouth. The Slytherin was in euphoric bliss, tasting the Quidditch captain's cock for the first time while getting an amazing blowjob from Harry. Both Draco and Oliver began to feel that all too familiar tingle signalling that climax was approaching soon. So, not wanting to finish this so quickly, Draco took his mouth off Wood's cock, gave him a knowing look and stood up, walking towards the table. They pulled Harry by the hand until he was between them and bent him over the table.
Oliver thrust his teenage manmeat into Harry's awaiting ass, slowly creating a rhythm to loosen up his hole. Draco thrust his leaking, erect cock into Harry's mouth, keeping the rhythm that Oliver started. They both began to plough into Harry, assaulting Harry's mouth and anus with their engorged cocks. Harry reached around and slowly began to insert his finger into Draco's tight virgin ass. Draco had never felt anything like it. At first it was a little discomforting, but when Harry inserted another finger and began to slowly massage the blond boy's prostate, it was pure bliss.
Harry took his mouth off Malfoy's cock. "Lay down Draco, on the table."
Without hesitating, Draco moved around to the other side of the table and layed on his back on the hard wood. Oliver, sliding his cock out of Harry's ass, maneuvered himself so his cock was at Draco's entrance, while Harry positioned himself just above Draco's shoulder. Muttering a lubrication spell, Oliver slowly entered Draco, stretching the boy's hole to accomodate the girth of his cock. After letting the tight ring of Malfoy's anus relax, Oliver began to slowly thrust into Draco, tapping the prostate with every thrust. Harry began to slowly stroke his member, enjoying the sight before him. It was not long before the young Gryffindor had to cum, where he shot his load all over Draco's chest. Draco began to also jerk himself, eventually bringing himself to climax. Each shot of spunk hit his abs, coating his torso in pearly-white juice. Oliver, not wanting any of this spunk to go to waste, began to slowly lick it up off of Malfoy's body, tasting both Draco's and Harry's essences. The mixture of the two was the best thing he has ever tasted, so salty and sweet. Feeling close to coming himself, he pulled out of Draco's ass and told both boys to kneel down in front of him. He began to stroke his large cock over their faces, the both of them with their mouths open, waiting for the expected surprise. They did not have to wait long, however, when Wood's cock shot rapid ropes of cum into their mouths and all over their faces. Their noses, lips, eyes were covered in jizz. Even some shot into Harry's hair.
Spent, Oliver bent down and resumed the three-way kiss with the other two, tasting his own fluids mixed with their saliva. Panting and sweating, they performed a clean-up charm to erase all evidence of their encounter and sat together against the wall, still regaining their composure.
"Oh my, that--was--amazing," Oliver stated. Both Harry and Draco nodded in agreement. "I have to confess something to you two, though. Honestly, I wasn't going to tell anyone about anything. I just wanted to make it look like I did so I could get what I want. I wanted to fuck Malfoy and have another opportunity to fuck you also. I'm sorry, guys."
Both Harry and Draco looked at Oliver in awe. They could not believe what he just told them.
"So that's it? You just wanted to shag us?" Draco asked. Oliver nodded.
"I think I should be going you guys." Before Harry or Draco could say anything to stop him, Oliver quickly dressed as best he could and left the room.
"I can't believe he just did that," Harry said.
"I know. How very Slytherin-esque of him, playing us like that."
"Oh well, I guess we don't have anything to worry about then."
"Harry...I have something I need to confess too..."
"What is it, Draco?"
"I--I--I think I'm in love with you," Draco stammered.