Disclaimer: see prologue
Guide: "Speech", Thoughts, ~letters and other written things, "Parseltongue"
Warning: sexual themes and kinks, lemon
AN: Thank you for over 500 reviews! ^_^ Also thanks to those that participated in the poll. This part will describe the currently top 3 choices in more detail.
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Sunday, 1st February 1998
"Hmm," Harry moaned into the kiss, still somewhere between the land of dreams and the real world.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Draco whispered into his ear and then went on to suck on the lobe of the same ear.
"Morning, love," Harry returned, grabbing the blond by his hair to bring his face back down to his lips for another kiss. Happily, Harry allowed Draco to lead the kiss, enjoying the intimate closeness they shared since they finally admitted their love. "Is there a reason why you wake me up so early?" Harry asked, when they took a break in their kissing.
"I wouldn't call half past nine early," Draco answered with a small chuckle. Tough, to Harry's defence, the dark clouds in the sky made the outside look much darker than it should be at this time of the day if the sun were shining.
"My question remains," Harry said. "Is there a reason why you woke me up?"
"I see that yesterday's Quidditch match against Hufflepuff took a lot out of you," Draco commented.
"Maybe because I was in the pouring rain and storm for nearly six hours, constantly searching for a glimpse of the Snitch, while you could watch the match comfortably from our living room," Harry answered. He was not mad at Draco for deciding to stay inside. He too would have preferred to stay out of the rain.
"And maybe I woke you up to properly congratulate you for winning the game?" Draco teased him, his lips only millimetres away from Harry's. "I didn't get the chance yesterday as you decided to return sometime after two." Only now Draco closed the remaining distance between them and kissed Harry. "You know," Draco told him between kisses down Harry's throat, "I really loved to watch you fly, all wet in the tight, white Quidditch pants," he huskily whispered. "However, more than once, I was sorely tempted to punish you for the completely unnecessary, highly dangerous stunts you pulled," he said and amplified his words by biting Harry where his throat met his shoulder.
Before Harry could complain, Draco already soothed the bite with his tongue and lips. Then he moved further down his boyfriend's body and kissed the skin directly over Harry's heart. "You're lucky that I am such an understanding boyfriend," Draco said and kissed Harry on the lips while his hands stimulated Harry's nipples.
"I don't know about that," Harry teased. "Maybe I need a reminder..." he trailed off.
"Is bringing you breakfast in bed not good enough?" Draco asked and pointed with his hand to the bedside table where he had put a tray with the food and drinks he'd prepared for both of them.
"It's a start," Harry said. "Though, I think I'll start with the dessert first." And with that he kissed Draco.
"I want to be inside you," Draco whispered after five minutes of sharing slow, sensual kisses. In answer, Harry opened his legs wider, and then hugged Draco's hips with his legs, bringing the other boy closer to him.
"Where's your wand?" Harry asked, wanting the blond to cast the cleaning and lubrication charms.
"I already cast the spells while you were sleeping," Draco answered as he inserted two fingers into Harry.
"Overconfident, aren't we?" Harry teasingly asked.
"No," Draco answered as he stretched his lover. "I just know that neither of us would say no to making love."
"Hmm," Harry hummed in agreement and leaned up to kiss Draco once more.
"Besides, I cannot resist if you lay on your stomach, the blanket kicked to the end of the bed and so temptingly display your ass with your legs spread wide."
"Should I be happy that you decided to prepare breakfast instead of molesting me in my sleep?" Harry asked.
"Would you really have minded?" Draco asked and then he kissed Harry again before the other could answer. "I take it as a no," the blond said and added the third finger.
Lovingly, Harry caressed his boyfriend's face and hair. When Draco finally entered Harry, he moved very slowly. Both of them just enjoying the feeling of being connected and of having the other so close to them while their hands and lips worship the other's body.
In comparison to their wandering and exploring hands, their lower body parts could be considered still. It seems like only every once in a while, Harry and Draco remembered to move their hips back and forth before they stilled again. But the lack of movement did not stop them from reaching their completion half an hour later. It was a completion that was not driven by the desperate need to relieve the ever growing pressure. They were not moaning the other's name as they came and no hisses of Parseltongue Draco couldn't understand left Harry's mouth. Instead it was a slowly building satisfaction that reached its peak like a gentle wave that broke on the shoreline after they whispered sweet and loving words into each other's ears and lips and shared a love-filled kiss as the wave of orgasm gently washed over them.
"We really should do lazy weekend sex more often," Harry said after a moment of silence.
"Yes," Draco agreed, cuddling into Harry's chest.
They were still for some minutes, just dosing in the aftermath of their lovemaking, before Harry spoke, "Let's enjoy the breakfast you prepared." Reluctantly, Draco moved a bit away from Harry so that they both could sit up and lean their backs against the headboard. Pouring the tea into the cups, a warming charm on the pot having kept the tea warm, Draco handed Harry one of the teacups. After taking two sips, the brunet placed the cup on his bedside table, while Draco carefully moved the tray sans tea on the bed.
"My favourites," Harry said as he looked at the porridge, fruits, toast and jam on the tray and kissed Draco's cheek in thanks.
"Your future fiancé should know what you like," Draco said, caressing the promising ring on his boyfriend's finger.
"And I know that you like apples," Harry said and held a piece of the same fruit in front of Draco's lips, who dutifully opened his mouth.
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It was the afternoon on the same day when both boys curled up on the couch to have a first look on some books that described different spring equinox ritual. While they still had over a month to go, Professor Immaculé had told them that the spring and autumn equinoxes were the times for which the most rituals existed. During the spring equinox rituals that went into the general direction of renewal, growth and expansion were performed whereas the autumn equinox rituals were centred on obsolescence, regression and containment.
"Anything interesting?" Harry asked, having noticed that Draco had stopped leaving through his book.
"It is not necessaryly for us, but this ritual is supposed to renew the skin."
"And who do you think needs to get rid of some wrinkles?"
"Not wrinkles," the blond corrected. "I was thinking of the Dark Mark."
Ah, Harry thought, finally realising where this was going. "For your father?" he asked.
"Yes, though they say here that while the ritual itself is not overly complicated, a high compatibility of the couple performing the ritual is required," Draco explained.
"And you're worried that your parents are not compatible enough?" Harry said, closing his own book and laying it aside to put a comforting hand on Draco's back.
"This is the first spring since the Dark Lord's death, so they could not have performed it before now," Draco began. "But this ritual looks like something that could be in one of the books in the Malfoy library and I cannot help but wonder if my parents already tried this ritual after the Dark Lord's first fall."
"Even if they already tried the ritual and it failed, it could just have been because Voldemort was not truly dead then," Harry tried to reason. "It can't hurt to write your parents and ask them about it. Chances are that they did not even know about the ritual."
"I'll write the letter later," Draco said and started to read on. Harry copying him soon.
It was nearly half an hour later when Harry found a ritual that woke a great interest in him. "Did you know that wizards could get pregnant?" Harry asked, full of wonder. He could not believe that there was a ritual that would enable him or Draco to carry children. Our own children, he thought happily.
"I think I heard someone talk about it before. But it is not common practise in the wizarding world. Something about it being too complex," Draco said, not looking up from his own book.
"I would like to try it," Harry said enthusiastically, making Draco raise his head.
"You really would like to have children," the blond stated. They had not talked about children yet; they were still schoolchildren themselves.
"Yes. Maybe not right now, but in some years, I would really like to have kids. I just did not think that we would be able to have biological children with no surrogate mother in the mix," Harry said with a happy smile.
"I would like that too. Our own little boy or girl to spoil," he said. "They would need to be Slytherins though. Being Malfoys and all."
"Who said that they will not be Potters?" Harry asked in mock affront. "Or we just use Malfoy-Potter as the family name."
"We can quarrel about names once you're pregnant," Draco said.
"I? And why not you?" Harry asked.
"Do you really want to live with me when I have mood-swings?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. "Thought so," he said when Harry made a face.
"And what about my mood-swings?" Harry asked.
"You also have them without being pregnant. I'm used to them by now."
"Hey," the Gryffindor complained, lightly showing Draco's shoulder.
"You were the one that blew up the Headmaster's office at the end of fifth year," the blond pointed out. "But as I said, we can quarrel once you're pregnant. Now, let's read what the process would entail."
And so, Harry read the description of the male pregnancy ritual, or rather rituals out loud. The more they learned about it, the more it became clear to them why it was so rare that a male pregnancy occurred. The first ritual that would need to be performed was the one that created a magical womb. While the ritual itself produced enough magic to built the womb, the womb needed a steady amount of the wizard's magic to not disappear. The nedded amount of magic would further increase once the fertility ritual was performed and eggs were produced. That is why before trying to get pregnant, a wizard should only perform one ritual a year to let his magic slowly adjust to the extra strain it would be under during the actual pregnancy.
While about seventy percent of the wizarding population was magically powerful enough to sustain the womb, only about forty could do it once the eggs were added into the mix. Once you are pregnant, the child, the womb and everything else that was needed to keep the child healthy would require more and more magic as they child grew. Thus only about ten percent of the wizards were able to carry their own child and that was only when they did not use any magic at all. Often the child was only carried for eight months to have a good compromise between the magical strain on the pregnant wizard and the child's health. If you use magic once in a while during your everyday life, the statistic said that only about one meagre percent were magically powerful enough to carry the child until it is eight months old, and even less wizards were able to carry it to full-term.
"It's a good thing that you're a powerful wizard, Harry," Draco had said when they read that particular note in the book.
"I wouldn't call myself powerful," Harry said.
"Then you must be blind. Let me get the blindfold off of your eyes," Draco said and leaned forward to kiss the brunet's eyelids. "Someone, who can cast a full fledged Patronous at age thirteen and easily blows up the Headmaster's office is certainly powerful."
"Thank you," Harry said softly in answer and kissed Draco.
"There's no need to thank me. It's what boyfriends are there for." The statement was underlined with another kiss.
"If we perform the first ritual this year, the earliest I will be able to get pregnant will be in two years," Harry calculated. "So we would be twenty by the time he or she is born."
"With the NEWTs this year, it would be better to wait for another year. The exams will be draining enough without the added strain of supplementing the womb," Draco said.
"Let's see what other options we have and then decided what choice would be best," Harry said diplomatically. Right now, the whole pregnancy rituals were his favourite, but he could not deny that removing Lucius' Dark Mark would also be a good choice. What difference would it make to wait for another year to have children? At least he now had the option to have children with Draco that were just theirs. And Lucius would certainly become more friendly to him if they could remove any traces of the Dark Mark. Hadn't Narcissa herself said that everything her husband had been forced to do under Voldemort's control still haunted him? Maybe they could find something even better so that it would be easier for them to choose, or harder, he thought with a sigh as he continued to browse his current book.
In the end, they found one more ritual that interested them. It was a ritual that allowed the participants to share a magical gift between them. However, what gift was shared could not be determined. While Draco hoped that he would be able to get Harry's ability to speak or at least understand Parseltongue, he could also just get Harry's flying ability or his talent for Defence Against the Dark Arts.
"If you're lucky, you'll get my fashion sense," Draco said.
"Maybe you'll get my gift of blowing up hated aunts," Harry joked back and told him the story of how he transformed Marge into a human balloon.
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On Monday morning, Lucius' reply came together with a box of Honeydukes' Finest. As Harry was already in Transfiguration, Draco laid the box of chocolates aside, wanting to open it with Harry.
~Dear Draco,
Thank you for your letter. We indeed already tried the ritual after the Dark Lord's first fall. As you know, it did not work. However, Harry's idea that it failed because the Dark Lord was still alive has some merit. So maybe we'll try it again this year.
Also there is this new Muggle invention called laser that is used to remove Muggle tattoos. Severus and I are currently looking into this option as we do not know how it will interact with the residue dark magic. But since the magical tattoo removing potion does not work on it even now, I'm not overly confident that the Muggle equivalent will lead to a better result.
You're mother sends her greetings to you and Harry, as well as your usual sweets.
Greet Harry from me and your mother,
Your father~
So they'll probably try the ritual on their own. And maybe include Severus as one of the recipient of the ritual, Draco concluded from the short letter. Which leaves us with the other two choices…
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Wednesday, 4th February 1998
"Good morning," Professor Essentjelly greeted the class for the first lesson of Sexual Potion in February. "Today we'll finally start with the Human Cauldron potions. For these potions both a standard cauldron, as well as a Human Cauldron is need. When we speak about a Human Cauldron we need to differentiate between to kinds of 'Cauldrons,'" he said, quoting the last word with air quotes. "The first refers to a cauldron in the sense of a vessel that is cooled down, heated and stirred in turns. So, if we translate it to a human body, it equals sexual and sensual stimulation as well as orgasm control. The second kind regards a cauldron as a vessel where things are mixed together and react with their surroundings. So, here we're speaking about human liquids such as spit that react inside the mouth with—let's say basil— and maybe sperm before it is added to the cauldron you all know and like to blow up," Professor Essentjelly joked.
"So, you may be wondering what awesome and life altering potions you can only brew with the help of a Human Cauldron. The answer is: Not one," their professor announced, making his students look blandly at him. "I can clearly see more than one of you thinking: Why do I even need to learn about Human Cauldron potions? The answer is simple, while you cannot brew anything that has no Non-Human Cauldron equivalent, the Human Cauldron potion is usually far more potent than its standardised alternative.
"For example, while the Polyjuice Potion only lasts for an hour, if you brew it with the Human Cauldron, it can last up to one day. Though usually it is between two to six hours, depending on the brewers. Other potions like the Blood-Replenishing Potion are stronger so that you can dilute one batch with about one litre of water and the potion still has the same potency than a normally brewed batch with the difference that you have gained about two times as many doses, which in cases of emergency can be crucial. Also if a potion includes a rare ingredient, it in the end is much more cost efficient to use the Human Cauldron method," he explained.
"While I hoped to have convinced you of the advantages of Human Cauldron brewing, I know that many students have a great dislike for this part of Sexual Potions. Therefore, we will only brew one mandatory Human Cauldron Potion: The Polyjuice Potion. Any ideas why I chose this potion?" he asked his students.
Predictably Hermione raised her hand.
"Yes, Miss Granger?"
"There are different reasons why the Polyjuice Potions is an ideal example potion. For once, we we can compare the two brewing processes as we already brewed the Potion last year," Hermione began.
More like five years ago, Harry thought with a fond smile.
"Second," Hermione continued, unaware of Harry's thoughts, "it is a potion which we can test on ourself. The time it takes before we change back will give us a good estimation at how successful we were. And third, one of the main ingredients of the standard Polyjuic Potion is Boomslang skin, an ingredient that you cannot easily buy in the apothecary. So if the Human Cauldron brewed Poylyjuice Potion can also be diluted, it would save valuable resources."
"A very well-thought-out argumentation. Take ten points for Gryffindor," Professor Essentjelly praised.
Harry, in the mean time, was more than happy that they had been able to defeat Voldemort at the end of his sixth year. Dumbledore had told him after the fight that he had planned to use Polyjuice Potion to move him from the Dursleys to the Weasleys. And knowing Dumbledore he would have asked Snape to brew the potion, who in turn would have tried to use as few of his beloved potions ingredients as possible on me. I can clearly imagine how happy Ron would have been to find out that he would not only be swallowing my hair but also Snape's spunk and spit. Or whatever is needed to brew it Human Cauldron style, Harry thought with a shudder.
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Saturday, 14th February 1998
"Happy Valentine's Day," Harry woke Draco with a kiss.
"Happy Valentine's Day to you too," Draco greeted back, kissing Harry again.
"How about we forget about Hogsmead and instead stay in bed all day?" Harry asked seductively, leaning down to suck at the blond's sensitive earlobe while his left hand sneaked down between the covers to take a hold of the other's cock, stroking it the way he knew Draco liked most.
"I can see...the merits...of your...suggestion," Draco said between moans of pleasure before Harry stopped any more talking by kissing him and kicked down the covers to fully expose the Slytherin's body.
"I've read that chocolates are a traditional Valentine's present in Japan, but only women give them away," the brunet said as his right hand additionally started to play with Draco's balls. He knew of Draco's love for the Japanese culture and tried to include them whenever he could to show that he cared about Draco's interests.
"There's...hmm….White Day...for the...ehm...males," Draco informed him, out of breath.
"I know," Harry answered with a smile, underlining it with circling the slit of the blond's erect penis which was everything that was needed for Draco to orgasm. Before Draco could come back from his high, Harry continued speaking. "I still do not want to forgo the chocolates. So I brought this." Proudly he displayed the bottle of chocolate sauce he order via owl from Honeydukes before he dripped the liquid generously over Draco's cock and stomach before the blond could voice any protest. His tongue licked over his upper lip and then Harry leaned down to clean up the mess he'd made. The first licks were rather arousing, the mixture of the sweet chocolate with the slightly salty semen left a unique taste in Harry's mouth. After the majority of chocolate was cleared, Harry realised that his idea was not so great as he at first believed it to be. The remaining chocolate sauce and semen made Draco's skin sticky and he had not dared to lick the area which was covered by pubic hair, thus it was still full of chocolate.
"Shower?" Draco suggested, when Harry raised his head to think about what he should do to get out of the situation.
"Yeah," Harry answered sheepishly, ruffling his hair.
"Then let's go."
"Sorry about that," Harry apologised when Draco washed his private area under the shower spray. "It sounded like a good thing to try out."
"No worries," Draco said. "There are just some things that will not work out as well as one would like in real life; even with magic. Luckily, shower sex is not one of them," he said and knelt down to finally return the favour.
"You don't have to."
"But I want to. And now, shut up and enjoy, love," Draco answered as he swallowed the tip of the Gryffindor's cock and swirled his tongue around the head while his had stroked the rest of the flesh to full hardness.
By the time the two finally left the shower and were dressed for the day, Draco joked, "So much about staying in bed the whole day."
"I still think that your morning turned out well," Harry said as he hugged his boyfriend from behind.
"Hmm," Draco agreed, turning his head around to kiss the other boy. "I have a present for you," he said and moved to his bedside table. From the drawer he took out a medium sized package, wrapped in a red paper with white hearts on them. "Happy Valentine's Day!"
"Thank you," the brunet said as he accepted the gift. Eagerly and curious about what Draco had gotten him, he opened the wrapping paper. Underneath he found a box of chocolates as well as a small book. Laying the chocolates aside for now, Harry took a closer look at the book. The title of the book was ~Crossing the veil and other Samhain rituals. He noticed that there was a bookmark near the end of the book, opening the book at that marked page he read the title of the ritual. "Spirit summoning?" he asked.
"I know that we cannot perform this ritual before Halloween but I thought that you would like to have an hour to speak with the spirits of your parents," Draco explained. In reaction, Harry fell into the blond's arms, hugging him tightly.
"Thank you," he said, his voice shaking; overwhelmed by his deep feelings of happiness, gratitude and love for Draco.
"Don't cry," Draco whispered softly as he removed the two tears that had rolled down his boyfriend's right cheek before he kissed him softly. Leading his boyfriend to the bed, the both sat down, Harry leaning his head on Draco's shoulder.
They both sat there in silence for some minutes, Harry coming to terms with how much Draco cared about him and Draco positively surprised how much more the little gesture meant to Harry than he'd originally thought.
"I also have something for you," Harry said, before he moved to his bedside table and handed an envelope to the blond. Opening it, Draco saw a voucher for a restaurant dinner in the 'Angels with Bagpipes' in Edinburgh. "Since we did not have a prober date yet, I thought that it was highly time that we went on one," Harry explained.
"Thank you," Draco said and kissed Harry's cheek. "I wonder when we can go," he thought out loud.
"Tonight," Harry answered. At Draco's surprised look, he explained. "I asked Professor Dumbledore, he said that since it is a Hogsmead weekend and we're already of age, we can go today as as long as we return before curfew."
"The advantage of being Dumbledore's Golden Boy," Draco teased.
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When the last carriages returned from Hogsmead at five in the evening, Draco and Harry entered one of the empty coaches to ride to the village from where they would Apparate to Edinburgh. To Harry's relief, Draco knew a good place near the 'Angels with Bagpipes' to which they could Apparate without having to worry about the Muggles seeing them.
"My father really likes this restaurant," Draco said as they walked towards their destination.
"And what is your favourite restaurant?" Harry asked.
"There is this very small but cosy restaurant in the outskirts of Osaka that I really love and the O'Bidul in the city centre of Marseilles."
"And inside Britain?" Harry asked in amusement.
"The Angels with Bagpipes would be one of them," Draco said. "Though I'm surprised you know this restaurant."
"I may have asked your mother," Harry admitted as they entered the restaurant with its black and elegant interior. Grimmauld Place should have taken this as a role model, instead of the bleak style Walburga chose, Harry thought absently.
When Harry gave the waiter his name, they were let to a table for two in the back of the restaurant. "What would you like to drink?" the waiter asked them three minutes later.
"Half a bottle of Chablis?" Draco asked Harry. While he was Head Boy and they had a no alcohol rule at Hogwarts, he did not think that a glass of wine for each of them would hurt. Besides, with how much Dumbledore likes Harry and how often he'd already overlooked the brunet's rule breaking, even rewarded it with house points in first year, Draco would not be surprised if the old Headmaster just mumbled something about young love and went his merry way without saying anything even if they both would not be walking straight any more.
Trusting Draco to know what he was ordering, Harry just nodded in agreement.
"Have you already decided what you would like to eat?"
"I would like the goat's cheese for a starter, the lamb rump as the main dish and for dessert...hmm...the cheesecake with rhubarb sorbet," Harry finally decided.
"And you?" the waiter asked.
"For me the smoked salmon, followed by the lamb rump and the chocolate brownie, please," Draco ordered.
When the waiter left after serving them their red wine, Draco and Harry fell into any easy conversation, just enjoying to be outside of the castle, outside of the wizarding world and its expectations and slowly sipping their wine. Their talk muted down when their starters arrived, served on black dinner plates to go with the overall colour scheme of the restaurant.
Over the lamb that was served with potato terrine and pancetta mint, they picked up their talk from two weeks ago and discussed children and what they would like to do before they had any and how they would want them to grow up.
"I want to finish my Potions mastery first. Once I have it, I can relax and spend as much time as I want with them as I work from home," Draco said. "And I would also like to show you my favourite places around the world."
"I like your idea of working at home," the brunet said. "But unfortunately, as I Healer I'll have to work in St Mungo's," he said with a sigh.
"You would also have to take night and weekend shifts," Draco pointed out. "But if it is what you wish to do, we'll find a way that will work for us and our future family," he said, squeezing his boyfriend's hand. "Is there something you want to do before we have the children?"
"Travelling sounds nice," Harry said. "There's also the Shërim Mendjen Potion I want to brew to help Neville's parents and all the other victims of the war."
"And you'll give away the potion for free," Draco said kindly.
"I inherited the whole Potter and Black money, I think I can spend some money on potions ingredients, especially when the Basilisk skin will be free."
"Hmm," Draco hummed in agreement. "You know that I'll happily help you brew it?"
"I know," Harry answered with a kind smile.
As they enjoyed their desserts, their talk went back to less serious topics.
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It was the next evening when Harry finally opened the box of chocolates Draco had given him for Valentine's Day. Once the lid was opened, a high voice sang a song Harry remembered too well even though he would have liked nothing more than to forget all about it. "His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad, is hair is as dark as a blackboard. I wish he was mine, he's truly divine, the hero who conquered the Dark Lord," the boy sang out.
"I couldn't resist," Draco said between chuckles. "Your face is too hilarious."
Thinking that the prank was over, Harry ate one of the chocolates, only to start singing himself once he swallowed the sweet. "His eyes are as silver as a Patronus, his hair is as bright as the star light. I love that he's mine, he's truly amazing, Draco who conquered my heart."
"Singing Chocolates, a new products of Honeydukes, made in cooperation with the Weasley twins," Draco explained and then ate one of the chocolates himself, making him sing too, "His eyes are as green as the fresh spring leaves, his hair is as dark as the night sky. I love that he's mine, he's truly amazing, Harry who conquered my heart."
"I certainly like your version of the song better," Harry said, laughing. Maybe he could ask the twins to send a box to Ginny...
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Credits for Valentine's present go to: …*drum roll*….
HowlingRain for the singing chocolates and AcadianProud for the ritual that will allow Harry to speak to his parents who told me their ideas on . The idea for dinner vouchers came from LiquidRiot who wrote me a comment on Archive of Our Own. Thank you again for your ideas and also a big thank you to my other reviewers/commentators who shared their idea.
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Next: The result of the poll will be revealed. But you can still vote for your favourite until the end of May.
For those interested, my own favourite is Draco sharing his Occlumency skills with Harry, while he in turn receives the skill to understand Parseltongue from Harry. It would certainly make understanding Harry during sex easier for Draco. But alas, male pregnancy is currently in the lead…
Which reminds me, I posted a new story named "Toujours pur, toujours du sang de Black" that is a mpreg Draco fanfiction. Check it out if you like such stories.