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Chapter 19
Notes: Well, finally, here's another chapter. I'm sorry for such delays but life hasn't been too friendly lately which makes it hard to concentrate on anything else. Anyway, with posting this chapter this site is equal to Ao3. I've been trying to get back to my stories but haven't been able to and I refuse to post something if I'm not happy with it. I've also been working on about eleven other stories too! UGH! Anyway, thank you to all my loyal readers who have been patiently, or not, waiting for the next update. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
It had been a month since Draco had come into the new world and Hermione was getting fed up with his and Harry's antics. If they weren't trying to curse each other into oblivion, then she could have made ice from the frigid atmosphere. Enough was enough; she was going to take matters into her own hands. She had seen both wizards watching and staring at the other when they thought no one was looking. She saw the raw desire and longing in their gazes and knew if something didn't happen soon, she would hex them both into the next millennia. But how? How to go about making them come to terms with their feelings? She needed to think. She knew Severus would help because he was as exasperated as she was with their behavior. She chuckled to herself when she recalled hearing her mentor murmur about sticking them together magically until they grew up or killed each other, not caring which one happened to come first.
Just as Hermione exited her lab while thinking of a resolution, she was pulled up short at the scene unfolding before her. It would seem they were at it once again. Sighing loudly, Hermione watched for a moment as she tried to decide what to do. She was tired of it all and had just finished a long day of brewing and was so not in the mood to deal with either one of them.
"Damn it, Malfoy, watch where you're going!" Harry yelled as he stumbled due to being knocked into by the blond.
"Maybe you should clean your glasses, Potter. You ran into me." Draco sneered.
As both young wizards glared at each other, they each allowed their wands to slide down to rest in their palms. As usual, the hexes and jinxes started flying. If either one had dared to pay attention, they would have realized the spells being used were nothing that would cause true damage. However, neither seemed to take notice but Hermione had. Allowing a small menacing smile to grace her lips, Hermione raised her wand towards the dueling couple and with an intricate swish, sent them both flying into the workout room. Before either could realize what she had done, Hermione sealed the door and shouted, "Now, both of you will stay in there until you can work out your problems or kill each other, you decide!"
She then silenced the room before either wizard could yell back. Smirking, she went and made a pot of tea to sit and relax with. She loved her brother deeply and had come to friendly terms with the Slytherin Prince but she was not going to listen to them another moment. They needed to work through this and since neither one could do it calmly like the adults they were, then she would give them an area to vent however needed. Oh how silencing the room was such an added bonus she thought with a contented sigh.
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It had been a month and all the two of them seemed to manage was to fight with each other any time they were within the same area. Draco was getting tired of it. He wanted Harry but had no clue how to go about letting the temperamental brunette know. Each time he came close to blurting it out, Harry would shoot a glare at him causing a knee-jerk reaction for Draco to sneer back and loose a scathing comment. Their constant bickering was grating on the nerves of those around them, well, at least Severus and Hermione's nerves. Eric and Godric seemed to only smirk, shake their heads and ignore them when it happened while they were present.
Draco wanted to strangle the Gryffindor just as much as he wanted to kiss him senseless. Their close proximity was making it difficult to not lash out when his libido was skyrocketing. It seemed to never fail that, at least once a day; Draco would stumble upon Harry in less than full attire. If it wasn't the sexy brunette taking his shirt off while he was working out, then it was catching a glimpse of him with nothing on but a towel wrapped low on his hips and Draco would become mesmerized as he watched droplets of water cascade down the toned hard body he wanted to devour. He wanted to yell at Harry to keep his bloody door closed but found his tongue tied at the sight presented to him. So he would stare his fill before quietly stepping away to handle the problem that would always rise to the occasion.
Of course, this would only worsen the fighting between them. Sexual tension was a bitch to deal with. Draco often wondered if Harry did it on purpose. Wondered if, maybe, Harry was trying to get his attention? Could he really want to be caught by Draco? Was he trying to tease the Slytherin into making a move? Or was Harry really that obtuse and had no clue what he was doing to Draco? These thoughts often tormented Draco and would put him on edge, not knowing the answer. He also wondered how long it would be before Granger took matters into her own hands. He had overheard her muttering about the two of them and, if he was honest, was curious of what was running through that brilliant mind of hers. They had slowly become friends but Draco knew that the feisty witch could only handle the bickering so long until she came up with a solution and not necessarily one they would like.
Then it happened, Harry had come in from the outside just as Draco was coming out from the kitchen and they collided and the fighting ensued. Before he could register what was going on, Draco found himself sailing through the air and landing in the workout room. By the time he regained his bearings; the door was shut and warded. After yelling her name several times and threatening her with empty threats, of course, Draco realized the fiery witch had silenced the room as well. Just as he was turning towards his fellow captive, a note was written on the wall in her elegant script.
"The door will open when a truce of some sort is made. I have added extra wards as well as silencing so no one has to hear either of you. Have fun!"
Cheeky witch!
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Harry woke in a good mood that lasted all the time it took to step out of his room. It wasn't that anything actually happened. Oh no, no, instead he had gotten an eyeful of his heart's desire. He had stopped dead in his tracks when he realized the door to Severus' and Draco's room was halfway open and that the blond Adonis was standing with his back turned and not a stitch on. Bloody hell Draco had a nice arse and a beautiful body! Harry had gripped the doorframe with enough force he was sure his fingers left imprints. Swallowing hard, he shook himself and forced his feet to move before he was caught. As he made his way down, he accio'd his broom and decided a few laps around the small pitch they had made was needed.
The time spent flying did nothing to relieve the hardness between his legs though. Just as he would start to lose himself, memories of the blonde Slytherin in his Quidditch uniform, sweaty and breathing hard from a match, would flash across his mind and Harry would be back to square one. Finally, after more than an hour flying, Harry let his mind wonder. He realized that he had thought Draco handsome during their sixth year, even though he had been dating Ginny. They had both grown over the summer but Draco had really shot up. Harry had admired the Slytherin Prince from afar from that point on. He had no idea if any advances made by him would be accepted or not, probably not considering the state of their world at the time, and really wasn't in the frame of mind to deal with rejection. He had, instead, watched as various witches tried to gain Draco's attentions only to be put in their place. Now, with everything said and done, Harry understood why Draco had looked so ragged that year, why he had been so quiet. He had worried about him as he watched the object of his crush waste away to almost nothing. It was why Harry had been so obsessed with checking his map, not that he ever admitted his reason for checking to anyone, but he had hoped he might be able to get a moment alone with his nemesis but it never worked out. Draco always had someone with him or he wasn't on the map at all, which only frustrated Harry all the more.
Of course, at the end of their sixth year all hell had broken loose and Harry hadn't seen Draco again until the Final Battle. He had briefly noted how thin and haunted the young wizard had looked and had allowed for a moment for his heart to break for him. Who knew all the horrors Draco had been forced to see or do while they had been hunting Horcruxes and dealing with their own nightmares. After the Battle had ended, Harry, Hermione and even Ron (begrudgingly) had testified on Draco's behalf. After they learned that Voldemort had taken over Malfoy Manor after the Triwizard Tournament, the 'Golden Trio' had realized that most of what Draco had done was most likely under duress and very possibly against his will. How could they expect him, a child like they were, to stand up to such a madman and all his followers when said despot held his family as leverage? They would have most likely done exactly as Draco had done: whatever the megalomaniac wanted to protect those they loved.
When the Aurors had first led Draco into the Wizengamot for his trial, Harry had taken in his haggard and deathly pale appearance and knew then; Draco had suffered just as much if not more than they had. It was an eye opener for sure. However, that didn't mean they suddenly became nice to each other. Anytime they crossed paths it seemed only natural to bicker and pick on the other. Harry realized then that the reason he had held onto his animosity towards the blonde was because upon their first meeting after the trial, Harry could have sworn he saw interest, for a moment, in Draco's eyes before his mask fell into place. The next time Harry saw Draco he had a witch on his arm and looked happy. Then he had seen the announcement in The Daily Prophet about the engagement. Harry had then pushed his possible attraction down and chose to try to focus on Ginny until that went pear shaped.
After his departure from the wizarding world, Harry had been hopeful to find someone here. Then his sister had let Draco come through, and defended him, while Harry had reacted the way he had programmed himself to, by throwing a tantrum. It wasn't very mature but it helped to hide his happiness that maybe, just maybe, he might have a shot after all. But…instead of getting along, they had both fallen back into their antagonistic ways. However, Harry had no clue how to break the cycle. He wasn't sure if the sexy Slytherin felt the same or not and was at a loss how to find out.
Now he was locked in a room with Draco via Hermione and wasn't sure what to do. He really should have known his sister would do something like this; she had given them enough warnings after all. However, Harry almost had a panic attack when her messaged appeared:
"The door will open when a truce of some sort is made. I have added extra wards as well as silencing so no one has to hear either of you. Have fun!"
This could be very good or very bad, thanks a lot sis!
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After both wizards had regained their composure, they both turned and looked at the other. Before anything more could be said or done, Draco had Harry pinned against the opposite wall, breathing hard.
Harry shivered at the close proximity of the other wizard's body before realizing just how close Draco's face was to his.
"Tell me to stop, Harry, and we'll speak of this no more." Draco whispered against his lips.
When Harry only stared at him as he moistened his own lips, Draco let out a low groan as he leaned forward and softly touch his lips to Harry's.
For a moment, Harry couldn't breathe, couldn't think. He could only feel. He felt the heat of Draco's body so close to his but not yet touching. He could feel the blonde's breath ghost over his face. He heard his whispered words that caused Harry's eyes to flutter close. Then he felt the softest touch of lips against lips. Deciding to go with what felt good and stop thinking, Harry leaned forward just enough to add pressure and was rewarded with full body contact and a tongue asking for permission, which he gladly gave.
As the kiss turned heated, Harry managed to free his wrists and wrap his arms around the hard body pressed so deliciously against his. When Draco grabbed his hips and pulled him impossibly tight against his erection, Harry let out a moan and gripped his shoulders. Once they came up for air, Harry took the opportunity to let his intentions be known.
"And if I don't want you to stop? If I want to claim you and be claimed by you?" Harry moved his body to press even more tightly against Draco's to emphasize his words.
Draco opened his eyes to show his Gryffindor what his words meant to him. His eyes were molten steel from the power of his emotions. He wanted Harry to know that, yes, he wanted him physically but also, he wanted whatever the brunette was willing to give.
Harry's breath caught when he saw Draco's eyes. There was so much being said in those eyes alone that the only answer he could give was to lean in and kiss the wizard with as much pent up passion as he could while wrapping his arms back around Draco's waist before sliding his hands down to grip his ass. When Draco pressed their groins together and started to rock gently against his partner both wizards let out moans at the new friction. Harry gasped, breaking the kiss, when he felt just how hard Draco was in which Draco took full advantage of to trail his lips down Harry's jaw and nibble, lick and kiss his way down to Harry's collarbone. Harry leaned his head back against the wall as he ran his hands through the blonde's hair before pulling his Slytherin's mouth back to his.
Getting lost in the sensations, Draco allowed his hands to roam the hard planes of Harry's body before he pulled the smaller male's shirt off and took a moment to enjoy the view. When his hand ghosted over the snap of Harry's jeans, Draco bit his lip at hearing his lion's quicken breath. Unsnapping them, Draco allowed his fingers to dip inside the waistband and lightly caress the hardness he felt there as he enjoyed the arching of Harry's back from the contact.
Harry threw his head back and pushed his body closer to Draco, trying to encourage him to fully explore his body. When Draco only teased him, Harry groaned and grabbed the hem of Draco's shirt to shove it over the blonde's head; he needed to feel the body he had been admiring and craving for far too long. Of course, noticing Draco biting his lip had Harry inhaling quickly as he leaned forward to suck on that lip to sooth it before kissing Draco again. He had never seen anything as sexy as that and it made his desire spike.
Harry took in the well-defined body of his snake and leaned his head down to lick and nibble on one nipple before he kissed his way to the other one, loving the sounds it pulled from his partner. Deciding he wanted to hear more sounds of pleasure, Harry kissed his way down his wizard's chest pausing to delve his tongue in Draco's navel a few times before falling to his knees so he could follow the pale trail down to the ultimate treasure. Slowly unbuttoning the fly, Harry inhaled deeply and became even harder at the scent of his soon to be lover. Once the buttons were all open, Harry reverently slid the jeans down his Slytherin's thighs to free his harden shaft. Harry then looked up at Draco with desire filled eyes as he took his weeping head into his mouth and swirled his tongue around causing Draco to gasp and throw his head back while placing his hands on the wall to brace himself.
Harry enjoyed the taste of Draco and hummed his pleasure that sent shocks of arousal down the shaft before engulfing the entire length. Draco started panting at the feel of Harry's hot mouth taking him completely. Then he moved one hand to gently grasp the brunette's hair and hold him still while he regained a modicum of equilibrium; otherwise he would end this before it really began. Harry stayed still while his lover recovered a bit; he wanted to pleasure Draco and knew, like him, it had been too long to last long if measures weren't taken. Once Draco whispered permission, Harry pulled his mouth slowly up, almost to the tip, before sinking back down and starting a rhythm to drive his blonde Adonis crazy. Harry lost himself to pleasuring Draco and, what seemed too soon, had Draco trying to pull him away. Instead of releasing him, Harry used his hands to grip Draco's ass to keep him from pulling away and swallowed quickly as Draco came with a long and low growl of Harry's name.
Draco couldn't believe how perfect his lover's mouth felt. It was hot and wet and knew exactly how to drive him crazy. When Harry had first taken him in his mouth, Draco had had to still the brunette or he would have lost his load immediately. As it was, it took several minutes for him to regain his composure. He had thrown his head back when Harry had started his rhythm and damn, but his lion knew how to pleasure a partner. After some time, Draco tried to warn Harry that he was about to blow but found Harry wouldn't move and it pushed Draco over the edge knowing his incredible lover wanted to swallow him…all of him.
Once Harry had risen, Draco had kissed him hard, not caring that he could taste himself on Harry's tongue. It was erotic and had Draco hardening up once again. However, he wanted to pleasure his lover the same as he had been so Draco grabbed Harry and maneuvered him to the floor. He then proceeded to pick up where he had left off before Harry had given him such pleasure. Draco unzipped Harry's jeans and pulled them down and off. When he leaned over Harry, Draco couldn't help but smirk at the look of desire his lion had in his eyes. It was a heady feeling knowing that it was all for him and no one else, how he had longed to see such arousal directed his way. Draco then leaned in to kiss Harry, deeply, before worshiping his body with licks, nibbles and kisses. He worked his way down to Harry's erection that was standing proud for his enjoyment.
Just as Harry had done to Draco, Draco took only the head into his mouth and swirled his tongue as he watched Harry's eyes roll up in pleasure. Chuckling softly, Draco took all Harry had to offer in one smooth motion. Then he allowed his Gryffindor to adjust before he started sucking and lapping, swirling and licking the harden shaft as if it was the single most wonderful thing in the world. Within moments Draco had had to place a hand on Harry's hip to keep him from bucking Draco off. Once Harry was close, he warned Draco who hummed in answer and sunk completely down causing Harry to explode with Draco's name falling from his lips like a prayer. Draco swallowed Harry's essence down greedily and felt his shaft harden once again.
After cleaning his lover with his tongue, Draco slid his body up Harry's to give him a passionate kiss before lying next to him so they could both catch their breaths. Then for the next several hours, the two wizards lost themselves to their passion, finally giving over to their built up desire with abandon.
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Notes: I hope that their passion came through as well as it did in my mind. :) Also, wanted to let you wonderful readers know that the next chapter is Hermione and her vampires turn. Not sure how down and dirty they will get but something will definitely happen. Thanks for reading and keep your fingers crossed that life will leave me the hell alone for a bit so I can continue! Thanks again for giving my story a chance.
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