With Darkness as our Blanket
- by BiSciFiGuy -
Pairing: Harry P. & Draco M.
Genre: Drama/Romance
Rating: M (Violence, Gay sex and bad Language)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or character histories or places or anything except my own plot. No copyright infringement is intended. I am not responsible for any underage readers who may come across this story.
Chapter 5 : First Time
Somewhere in the darkness that blinded him there was a voice, a screaming, hysterical voice, then a tiny slit of light appeared in the darkness, a thin strip that hung in the blackness like the first sign of the sun at dawn. Slowly the light grew, becoming bigger and bigger until he could see all around him, he noticed that the light wasn't as bright as he remembered it to be before the darkness had swallowed him. The light had a hazy quality to it, as though he was looking through thickly weaved lace. The screaming also grew steadily louder, filling his ears to the point of being painful. A large shape appeared out of the hazy light, it seemed to be pressing to the left side of his face, it was hard and cold and slightly wet with some kind of sticky substance. As he stared at the strange shape pressing against him, he came to the conclusion that it was in fact the floor of the Great Hall at Hogwarts and he must have been unconscious for several minutes.
He reached up slowly with his arms, pressed his palms flat on the sticky floor and pushed himself into a sitting position, a sharp pain shot up his body from somewhere near his groin and he dropped back down, smacking his head on the hard stone floor with a loud squishing noise as whatever the wet substance was, was squashed beneath his skull. He lay gasping for several moments before he tried again. This time he got himself up on his knees and looked around, his glasses were cracked and coated in a layer of light brown dust. He reached up and wiped it away but something else replaced the dust, the glass in front of his eyes taking on a distinct red tint. Harry couldn't fathom what it could possibly be. While still contemplating this he noticed that other shapes were forming in the light as the dust seemed to settle around him. He identified the shapes as people, people who were running, and crawling and laying motionless around him, these people must be responsible for the screaming too, Harry thought. He saw a flash of blonde hair and then a cold hand touched his shoulder. He looked into the woman's face as she stood beside him. She was mumbling something to him but he could not understand her. He was transfixed by her face, she seemed so familiar but his mind refused to recognise her..
"He's here!, He's alive". The woman was yelling and he stared at her curiously. Of course he was alive, why wouldn't he be?
"Why are you…?". His words caught in his throat as his tortured brain suddenly came awake and he remembered where he was and why he had been on the floor. Most importantly he realised why so many of the forms he had seen in the haze were unmoving.
"Oh Merlin, where are they?". He cried and used the petite blonde woman to pull himself upright, swaying violently as he came to his full length. She was speaking to him again but his mind was focussed not on her but on the three people he cared for most. He pushed the woman away and started staggering around the dusty room. He recalled seeing Ron somewhere, he couldn't remember where exactly since something was different about the Great Hall, the whole lay-out was changed, large unfamiliar shapes were placed everywhere. He walked to one of them and touched it, leaning forward to bring his eyes close to it.
"Reparo". He heard the word beside him and suddenly the cracks in his vision were gone, the glasses repaired. He looked around to find the kind person who had fixed them but whomever it had been was gone, having moved on to help someone else. Harry turned back to the shape and a large stone slab came into view. The roof, Harry thought and looked up, yes, the roof had collapsed, he was staring into the actual night sky, not the enchanted ceiling he was used to.
He looked around the room at the screaming people, most of whom he couldn't recognise due to the dust that covered them. The pain shot up his body again and he reached down with his hand to feel the core of it, the pain came from just above his right hip bone and stretched into his pants, it also throbbed lightly upward towards his chest till right below his right nipple. He traced the pain and as his hand followed it he felt ragged, torn flesh and warm blood seeping from him. He lifted his hand and stared at the bright red liquid that dripped from his fingers. He shook his head and looked around again, his heart sank: where were they?. Panic rose in his throat and he started running through the hall, past the large marble boulders that had once been the roof.
"Who had the thing?". He heard someone ask close to him and he remembered the man in the cloak. For a moment all others were forgotten and replaced by the offender. Harry knew exactly where the man had gone. Harry trudged past several bodies as he made his way to where the Gryffindor table had once stood. He found the man soon enough, he was laying behind the broken, overturned table, his black boots still oddly bright where he lay. The hood was again partially covering his face but the characteristic hair was glowing in the light cast by the few remaining candles that hung in the air. Harry carefully pushed the hood away and stared into the pale pointy face, the blonde hair was standing out in every direction instead of it's usual almost perfect style. The grey eyes stared up at the nothingness that stretched out above the Hall. Harry heard Headmistress McGonagall approach him.
"Mister Potter, do you know who…".
"It was Malfoy Headmistress", Harry turned to her and she noticed the body.
'What, could it be…". Harry felt his limbs grow heavy as he though about the motionless bodies around them, the destruction of the Great Hall and also noticed for the first time that there was a large boulder where the headmaster's chair had once stood.
"Yes, Headmistress. Lucius Malfoy just destroyed our lives". The old woman looked at Harry with shocked eyes and whispered: "Malfoy". Harry snapped out of his daze, again glancing around desperately. He took off running through the now mostly settled dust.
"Draco!". He yelled at the top of his lungs, searching the faces of the people he saw for the grey eyes, for the blonde hair. He paused at two bodies, they were both laying face down, the larger one had clearly been sheltering the other. The top body's robes had been flung over it's head during the attack, hiding it's identity and Harry noticed the slight burnt edges of the body's robes, a sure sign that the Killing Curse had been used. The body looked frighteningly familiar and Harry slowly reached down and pulled the robe back, immediately noticing the singed red hair, he gasped and stepped back, only to notice similarly scorched blonde hair beneath the red headed body. With as much strength as he could gather he reached down and pulled the red headed body of the blonde, turning them both over in one motion and gasped again.
"Oh no!". He felt his knees go weak at the sight.
Bill and Fleur lay on the floor together, their eyes as sightless and empty as Lucius' had been, Harry started breathing hard and he fled into the middle of the chaos again.
"Draco!"
Harry whipped upright with a gasp, letting out a strangled cry. The name he was calling echoed through the room as he felt arms entangle him. He yelped again and tried to pull away.
"Harry, Harry it's me. Calm down". Draco whispered into his face. For a moment Harry stared at the blonde in front of him. His eyes remained unfocussed for several breaths before he reached forward and slammed his lips against the blonde man's. Embracing his lover violently, pulling him as close as he could.
"Oh Draco, I've found you", he mumbled against Draco's lips, "I was so worried, I saw Fleur and Bill and they were… Oh I though I'd lost you, you were gone and I couldn't…". Draco was running his hands down Harry's back in soothing but firm strokes, He had heard somewhere that the intense pressure of a hug, literally the physical confining action of hugging, was the best way to soothe a panicked person. He held Harry as tightly as he could, feeling the brunette's racing heartbeat against his chest, as well as the gasping breaths he emitted.
"You found me Harry, You brought me back, do you remember". Draco mumbled through the kiss and slowly Harry came to realise that he was safe, that Draco was with him, alive and well. He sighed against the blonde's lips and leaned in further to lay his head on the pale shoulder.
"Yes, you're alive, and we're together now, right?".
"Yes Harry". They sat in silence for an unknown length of time, it could have been minutes or days, neither knew, while simply holding each other. All that mattered to either man was the person he held in his arms.
A sound intruded into their bubble of silence and Harry recognised it, but only slightly, as the ringing of his phone. It was somewhere behind him, he knew, but he didn't want to leave the comforting embrace he was in, for the first time in almost a year he felt safe again. He smiled at the thought that he found comfort in the person he had once hated almost as much as Voldemort, yet he felt so much at peace with this man that the horrors of his dreams were forgotten almost completely. However comfortable he felt though, the incessant ringing of the phone drilled its way into his brain and with a sigh he released his pale lover carefully and leaned back to reach for the phone, at first it was out of reach and he stretched his body and finally clutched it in his hand. As he answered he noticed the position he and Draco were in. Draco was on his knees between Harry's legs, some time during the long embrace Harry had pulled his legs up beside the pale body, he had been slightly on top of Draco's legs and now as he lay back he saw that they were in something that quite resembled one of the many sexual positions he had imagined himself and Draco in all through their years at Hogwarts, although Draco had usually been the one spread out on his back on the bed. Harry blushed as he also saw that had they been intimate at that moment then Draco would have been able to slip into him without much effort. Inexplicably and to his own horror Harry felt his hips give a tiny thrust, he hoped that Draco hadn't noticed but the knees beneath him pulled apart slightly and he dropped a few centimetres. He felt the his package brush against the bulge in Draco's soft pyjama pants and he gasped, again thrusting his hips to brush against the soft silky skin beneath the clothing, and yes, there was a distinct hardness developing on both sides of the tiny amount of friction he caused. Harry swallowed hard and looked at the blonde and saw a blush on the high, perfect cheeks.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Draco himself had noticed the peculiar position he and Harry were in as soon as the brunette had fallen back onto the bed to reach for that horrid device that stood on the bedside table. He couldn't help but notice how Harry's legs felt pressed against him and the weight of the tanned body on his own. He almost gasped when Harry shifted slightly to stretch a bit more to reach the phone. The shirt Harry was wearing rode up slightly to reveal the tiny line of hair that ran into his boxers from his navel. Draco had spent many guilty hours wanking in the boys bathrooms and in his own bed thinking about being in this very position with the great Harry Potter. Thankfully Blaise had been very good at healing carpal tunnel syndrome with a simple healing charm. Draco stared down at the brunette and he noticed how close Harry's body was, his package was so close to Draco's. He was about to make a run for it when Harry suddenly made an almost unnoticeable thrust into him, the shock made Draco open his knees slightly and he felt Harry slide a fraction between them and he felt Harry's core rub against him and he heard Harry gasp. He let out a tiny gasp of his own when Harry thrust against him again. Draco felt that Harry was partially hard when he rubbed against him again, this send Draco into a near frenzy and he felt his limbs go almost numb as all the blood in them rushed to his cock. He felt it stiffen and strain excitedly against the silk of his pyjamas. He looked at Harry and felt momentary relief as some of his blood rushed to his cheeks, although it did nothing to lessen his obvious excitement.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Harry tried to look away from the blonde but what he felt growing between them, in more ways than just the physical "growth", was freezing his body to the spot. He heard a voice from far away and he realised what was going on. He pulled the phone to his ear.
"Harry Potter". Draco seemed to flush at this and seemed to consider leaving the moment as a lost cause but Harry thrust his pulsating hardness (consciously this time) against Draco's tented boxers and was pleased to get a tiny gasp and a look from the blonde that confirmed he would stay.
"Harry, It's Seamus, me and…".
"Seamus, I'm sorry about this but could you call back in… Oh Merlin!". Harry gasped loudly at the end of the sentence and glared at Draco.
"Oh is this a bad time?".
"Yes it kind of… no, don't… hmmm". Harry felt his eyes flutter shut as he moaned.
"Oh my… are you guys… oh god". Seamus cried into his ear. "I'll call back later". And with that Seamus was gone, Harry tossed the receiver away and looked at Draco sitting above him.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Draco was still trying to come to grips with the position they were in when Harry moved the phone to his ear.
"Harry Potter". Draco felt indignation flood through him, how could Harry talk on the phone when they were clearly reaching a pivotal moment in their relationship. Anger flared up in Draco and he made to get up off the bed, already composing the scolding he was going to give Harry, but the brunette moved beneath him and he felt Harry's cock brush against his own and he quickly reconsidered. Surely Harry could just settle the matter on the phone quickly. The person on the other end of the device spoke and Harry replied.
"Seamus, I'm sorry about this but could you call back…". Draco grinned devilishly and experimentally thrust his body forward into Harry's, pushing down on his tented boxers with the heal of his hand, making the sensitive heads of their cocks rub together through the silk, the friction was a little harsh, Draco realised as he felt both pleasure and pain at the movement but was pleased that Harry had uttered a throaty "Oh Merlin" at a random point in his conversation with Seamus.
"Yes it kind of…", Draco revealed his smile again, placing his hand in the same place it had been earlier, only with less pressure. "No don't". Harry nearly yelled into the receiving end of the phone, tickling Draco's sadistic streak and he ground himself gently against Harry's stiff cock again. "Hmmm". He groaned and Draco heard an indignant voice yell something incoherent through the phone, which Harry tossed away and stared at Draco.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"What the hell was that?". Harry mumbled, his eyes half closed.
"This". Draco said and he proceeded to do it again, making Harry groan beneath him. Harry pulled himself upright and kissed the pale lips of his gorgeous lover. They again thrust against each other, sitting together like they were, the friction between their stiff members was hot and inviting. Harry took the lead, as Draco had expected, had wanted. He turned them carefully and lay Draco on the bed, his head resting gently on the pillows. They never stopped kissing. Harry gasped suddenly as Draco reached down and closed his hand around the hard warmth that was Harry's shaft. Harry in turn slowly did the same but traced his hand carefully down the tight shirt that Draco wore, his hand feeling Draco's erection tentatively, almost lovingly. He stopped kissing and the tanned face looked down at Draco.
"Draco, have you ever done this before?". Draco gasped mentally and scolded himself. 'You just grabbed his cock you idiot. Surely there are some kinds of rules regarding gay sex". He cursed himself for being so damn inexperienced.
"I… well… I haven't no". There was no use in lying, Harry would find out that he was inexperienced either way, at least if he admitted it he didn't run the risk of making a fool of himself, if Harry had a problem with his virginity then he could at least walk out of the bedroom with some dignity.
"Never, not even with a girl?". Harry looked positively confused as he asked and Draco blushed, panic rising in him, his cock noticed the tension and he felt it begin to lose it's confidence.
"No, not even with a girl, not with anyone. No other person has ever even seen my dick when it's stiff". Draco felt humiliation flood him, why the hell had he said that, it was bad enough to be a virgin with an experienced lover but to admit that he had no experience at all above what he could do himself…
Harry was grinning at him and Draco realised that he had been right, Harry didn't want someone like him, he didn't want to teach someone to have sex. Harry looked down for a moment at Draco's softening cock and stroked it carefully, making the blood rush back into it. Draco shivered and stared into Harry's eyes.
"Does that feel good?". Harry asked softly.
"Yes". Draco mumbled, humiliation still thick on his voice. Harry kissed him softly again and stared into his eyes.
"You'll have to tell me if I'm doing this right for you, I've never done this before". Harry whispered and Draco groaned.
"You're kidding right, The-boy-who-lived has never done this before. Seriously Harry, both women and men were throwing themselves at you all through school".
"I was never interested in them, there was just one boy, and he showed me a few things but I've never done more than the basics". Harry whispered and kissed his lover again. Slowly Harry brushed his hands over Draco's chest, feeling the taut nipples beneath the soft cotton shirt. He leaned down and kissed the perked up point, as soon as he did it he realised he wanted more. He reached his arms down and touched the seam of Draco's shirt.
"May I?". He asked as he stared at Draco's grey eyes. The blonde simply nodded and lifted himself slightly to make it easier for Harry to slip the shirt off. As he did so Harry saw the scars, the were thin and resembled pencil stripes on the skin but Harry knew the truth, had seen these scars form in front of his eyes, they were there because of him. His breath caught in his throat. Beneath him Draco suddenly feared that Harry would pull away, the guilt too much for the brunette, so Draco reached out a hand and touched Harry's, which was resting just above the waistband of Draco's boxers. He gave the hand a firm squeeze.
"I'm so sorry Draco". Harry whispered.
"You didn't mean… oh". Draco gasped and leaned back as Harry placed gentle kisses on the scars he had made on the pale skin, tracing the thin lines with his tongue and then doing the same with one of his soft thumbs. Another sensation drew Draco's attention a moment later, warm droplets were scattering on his skin, he was about to raise a question when he realised that they were tears dropping onto his body along with the kisses Harry placed there. He wanted to say something but Harry leaned back and slipped off his own shirt, revealing his own scar, the scar which Draco had never seen before. He gasped against his own will as he saw it, it was such a long scar, the white mark from the cutting curse started just below Harry's right nipple and ran thickly along his ribs, curving along the outline of his hip and vanished beneath the silky boxers, Harry made to cover up but Draco grabbed both his hands and held them, pulling Harry down over himself and whispered in the flushed ear.
"I don't mind, I want you, all of you". And he kissed the brunette.
Harry pulled Draco up slowly so they were both on their knees, facing each other and kissing, exploring each other's mouths and bodies. Hands roaming over every inch except the parts that they wanted touched most. Carefully Harry started moving his hands down Draco's sides, gently caressing the warm skin as he went, his thumbs tweaked Draco's hard nipples on their way down, his hands came to rest on Draco's hips. Draco's own hands carefully mimicked Harry's movements.
"Draco, are you scared?". Harry asked lifting one hand to brush silver strands away from the grey eyes before staring into them.
"Honestly?". He asked and Harry nodded.
"Yes I'm scared". Harry could imagine, if what Draco had said was true then Harry was about to become the first person to see and touch Draco's body intimately, and the though made him even more excited even though he had very little experience himself.
"Are you scared, Harry?".
"No", Draco blushed and looked away from the emerald eyes, "I'm terrified". Harry whispered and Draco looked up again, a smile clear on his lips. Harry knew exactly how to break the tension he felt.
Carefully they slipped each other's boxers off and revealed themselves. Draco blushed again as Harry stared at the exquisite thing that stood proudly between Draco's legs, Harry gasped as he stared at the pale erection, much to Harry's delight it was perfectly proportioned Draco's body, mimicking the blonde's skinny frame, it wasn't overly long either and pointed slightly upward.
"Oh Merlin Draco, you are so beautiful". Harry whispered as he closed his hand around the warmth that was Draco's penis and stroked it carefully. Draco stared at him, the expression on his face something between utterly happy and utterly horrified. Harry smiled and scooted slightly back on the bed and leaned down to the pale flesh.
"Harry what…?". His words died as Harry slipped his cock into his tanned mouth, taking in most of Draco's length. This was the one thing Harry had done before, he had had a expert teacher. Harry slowly pulled his lips over the engorged flesh and he felt Draco shudder and he again took as much of Draco into himself as he could, feeling pressure near the back of his throat, he smiled inwardly and purred gently, making his palate tremble.
"Oh god, what are you doing?". Draco cried out, pushing his hands into Harry's unruly hair and grasping the strand in his fists, thrusting his hips into Harry as he did so. Harry felt laughter escape him, making his mouth tremble even more, at the completely uncontrolled manner Draco was expressing his pleasure. Draco's stomach muscles started twitching and Harry though he was about to come. Not quite sure whether he was right or not, since he had no way of knowing how Draco reacted on the edge, he took Draco's cock out of his mouth and looked up at his lover, gently blowing on the hot, wet flesh in his hand. Harry wasn't sure whether it was the look or the cool brush of air that set Draco off but his lover came without warning and with a tremendous yell of unrestrained pleasure, splashing his seed into Harry's face and hair. He dropped back onto the bed with a gasp. Harry looked up at him and the blonde immediately blushed.
"Oh no, Harry. I'm so sorry I didn't mean to, I didn't even know I was going to…". He shut his mouth abruptly as he saw Harry carefully lick the warm silky fluid off his lips and smiled.
"You taste wonderful Draco". Harry whispered as he pulled Draco close to him. Draco stared at him, again wearing the half scared half pleased expression Harry had noticed earlier. Slowly Harry rubbed his hands over Draco's body and smiled enquiringly at his lover.
"Do you want to?". Draco asked, his voice trembling.
"Only if you're ready?". Draco nodded, still shivering.
Harry carefully pulled him close, gently rubbing his hands over Draco's pale thighs as he slowly spread the man's legs on either side of him. He reached into his bedside drawer and pulled out his wanking lubricant. He smiled as he squirted a generous portion into his hand and worked it over his pulsating cock. It seemed to be overly engorged as it throbbed up and down as though bounding up and down with excitement and Harry knew he'd probably come quickly but he didn't care, as long as he was with Draco. Slowly he shifted forward, grasped his cock and gently prodded himself against Draco, the other man tensed and gasped. Harry lay a hand on his stomach and rubbed in a tiny circle.
"Calm down, relax, I don't want to hurt you". Honestly, Harry had no idea what he was doing, this was as much a first for him as it was for Draco. The blonde nodded and let out a shuddering breath.
Carefully Harry pushed again and he felt himself slip inside Draco a fraction, his lover gasped and his hands shot out to grab Harry's hands.
"Are you okay, should I…".
"Shut up". Draco said, but it was more a plea than a command. He lay for a moment, braced against Harry before he nodded again and Harry continued, feeling himself slip into Draco's welcome warmth.
"Is it in, all the way?". Draco whispered.
"Yes". Harry relied and he experimentally moved his hips in a slow circle, making Draco gasp. Slowly Harry began to thrust into his lover, the movement making the bed creak but soon they got into a rhythm and Draco began moving himself into Harry's thrusts, as though trying his best to pull the brunette deeper into himself, his eyes closed tightly against the unfamiliar sensation he was experiencing.
Draco gasped and his eyes shot open when he felt Harry's hand close around his cock. He hadn't even realised that he was hard again, hadn't even known he could have another erection so soon after reaching orgasm. Harry started stroking him, the movement in the direct opposite rhythm of his thrusts, sending Draco into a wild spin of sensory overload. The smell of their coupling, the feel of their bodies, the grunts they were making and the feeling bubbling from his nether regions driving him wild. Harry started stroking him faster, his hand moving at an insane pace between them.
"I'm going to… Draco, come with me". The words seemed to drive them both to the edge and with a animalistic grunt Draco pulled himself upright and embraced Harry. They both felt Draco's spunk shoot up between them, getting trapped between their sweaty chests. Draco thrust convulsively into Harry's body as he came and those slight movements were all that was needed to send Harry down the same path as his lover. He felt himself come as thought the semen was forcefully pulled from his body and he felt his balance fail and they dropped onto the bed.
Both men had so many things they wanted to say right then but gasping and still sticky they fell asleep without a single word passing between them.
***
Draco woke first when his stomach grumbled and he assumed that they had been asleep for two hours and he was ready for breakfast. He was still slightly breathless but assumed it to be because Harry was laying on top of him. He stared around the room carefully, taking in the empty walls and the small metal box on the dressing table, he wondered what was in it and craned his neck to get a better view but he felt something tug at his nipple and he looked down, he and Harry were slightly stuck together thanks to Draco's orgasm, the sticky fluid from earlier had become a thick glue tying them together, he couldn't help but notice that their nipples were stuck together pleasantly tugging at each other as he breathed. This made the blonde blush, his first time had gone well, he'd been utterly terrified of actually having sex with someone, afraid that he would come too soon… which he had done but thankfully Harry hadn't been upset, had even seemed to enjoy it. Draco smiled and tried to get out from under Harry without waking him. He gasped at the movement when he felt pressure build in him and he realised that Harry was still inside him. He wiggled a bit more just to make sure and was rewarded with Harry's dick growing to its full, warmly engorged state deep within him. Carefully Draco began to twirl his hips, feeling Harry inside him while he rubbed his hands over Harry's naked back. Draco himself was hard and he wanted nothing more that to be able to stoke himself while moving against Harry, but they were too close together and he had so settle for the friction his cock made against Harry's stomach. Harry groaned and a space opened between them, immediately Harry's hand slipped between them and did what Draco desired, stroking slowly.
"What a wonderful way to wake up". Harry mumbled sleepily.
***
The phone was ringing again, Draco opened his eyes a fraction as he felt Harry reach over him to pull the phone from it's cradle. He kissed the blonde quickly before placing the receiver at his ear, Draco gave himself to the sandman again.
"Harry Potter, Hello".
"That sounds better, are you guys… um… done?". Seamus' voice sounded cautious but clearly interested and Harry blushed.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting Seamus".
"Oh no, don't apologise, just don't answer the phone while in the throes of passion again okay". He chuckled, deepening Harry's blush.
"Yes, yes. What can I do for you?". Harry asked.
"Well, I'm back in London and was thinking we could catch up?".
"Sure, when?".
"We're leaving for the school in two weeks and we'd like to see you before then?".
"We?". Harry asked, curious.
"Yes, that's kind of why I called. Since the last time we spoke I've… well Ginny and I have rekindled our relationship". Harry sighed, he had heard nothing from Ginny for over eight months, had heard nothing from any of the Weasley's, except Hermione of course.
"That's great Seamus, is she here with you?".
"Yeah, we're moving in together again".
"Good, so how about tonight then, would you like to have dinner".
"I don't think that would be possible".
"Oh, prior engagement?".
"Not really, but have you noticed the time?". Harry looked at the clock, it was ten o'clock.
"Yeah, but it's still so early".
"Harry, it's ten p.m". Harry gasped and reached for the thick curtains above his bed, yanking them open he was horrified to see that the sun had set, the moon was high and proud in the sky.
"Oh Merlin". He groaned.
"Wait have you been shagging all day?". Seamus' voice was thick with disbelief.
"I… oh no… we didn't mean… anyway, how about tomorrow then?". Harry was grateful that Seamus wasn't in the room with them, he was so embarrassed.
"Yeah, it's fine. Meet you at your place?".
"Yes, you have the address?".
"Yeah, although if you guys want another day…".
"No, Oh Merlin I don't think… No. Come have dinner with us".
"See you tomorrow Harry, don't wear yourselves out too much before then". Seamus laughed and was gone from the other side of the line with a soft click. Harry placed the receiver down carefully then reached over and touched Draco gently.
"What?". The blonde mumbled sleepily.
"We've been in bed for twenty-four hours". Draco shot bolt upright, almost knocking into Harry.
"You can't be serious?". Harry again pulled the curtain away and laughed as Draco's face emptied of what little colour it had. He stared out the window for a long moment before his stomach growled loudly.
"Fuck, no wonder I'm so hungry".
They sat at the dining room table at midnight, eating breakfast, naked and exhausted yet happy. As the dishes floated to the sink Harry stood and reached into a drawer behind the table. Pulling out the slab, wrapped in golden foil and covered with a bright paper. Draco stared at it curiously but his expression was serious, one eyebrow arched.
"Harry, I want to talk about what happened on the couch the other night". Harry placed the chocolate slab on the counter and turned to Draco, in the four days since they had slept on the couch Harry had carefully avoided mentioning the Blonde's little breakdown as well as the original subject that had caused it.
"It's fine, we all have moments where we need to…".
"It's not that". Draco interrupted him, blushing at the memory of his tears. "I've been thinking about what you said, every night while we were in bed I lay there listening to you breathe". Harry smiled at the memory, ever since the night on the couch they had slept in the same bed, barely ever touching each other until that morning, his blush crept back up his cheeks as he looked at Draco.
"And what is the conclusion you reached". Secretly strangling the excitement he felt bubble up in him, Harry placed his hands on his knees, hoping to hide the fact that they were shaking.
"Well, at first the thought of having a child made me cringe in terror but after this morning, after today". He stood up slowly and took Harry's hand, pulling the brunette into a standing position.
"I'd like to have a child with you". Draco whispered and kissed Harry's soft lips, gently brushing them with his own. Harry's arm came around him and pulled his thin body into a tight embrace.
"You're sure?".
"Yes, how could my child be hurt when he has you for a father". Harry's heart stung at this comment, guilt forced it's way into his happiness. 'I'll never even know the child if we have it, it's going to grow up without me and Draco will be a single parent'. He had never though of it before, Draco would have to cope with the child himself after Harry died, it was selfish of him to do such a thing to his lover. Harry made to protest Draco's decision but the look in the blonde's eyes made him stop. Draco was finally overcoming a major issue in his life, and Harry knew if he changed his mind now it would shatter the blonde forever.
"Thank you". He whispered, he would speak to Hermione as soon as he could about what to do. Harry reached back for the chocolate again.
"Get some champagne from the fridge please Draco". He said as he opened the slab, revealing the thick blocks of chocolate and filling the room with it's scent. Draco returned and stared at the packet in Harry's hand, but shook his head when it was offered to him while he poured glasses of champagne.
"Seriously, you're going to say no to chocolate?". Harry was aghast.
"Yes".
"How can you?".
"It's easy when you've never had it before". Harry gasped and dropped into his seat, in turn making Draco gasp and rush to his side.
"You've never had chocolate?".
"No, my Father said that it was a vile substance and that it was not fitting for a pure-blooded Wizard to consume something as foul as chocolate". As Draco spoke his voice again became snobbish and Victorian, he also straightened up visibly. Harry laughed at him.
"You are missing out on a lot you know".
"No I assure you I don't know, and I have no desire to…". His sentence was choked back when Harry stuffed a block of chocolate in his mouth.
"What are you… why did you…". Draco mumbled around the chocolate, his eyes became glazed and he sighed. A small groan escaped his lips.
"Oh Merlin". He moaned again and leaned forward, placing his hands on Harry's shoulders as though for support.
"You like it?". Draco kept swaying before him, slowly rolling the cube in his mouth, he leaned in and whispered in Harry's ear.
"Yes, and I think if this chocolate could give me a place to live, well, I wouldn't need you anymore Harry". Harry laughed.
"Lets see chocolate give you what you had this morning".
"This is almost as good". Draco whispered, his smile devilish again, Harry reached out and gathered Draco into his arms, violently dropping him onto the dining room table.
"Fine, let's see chocolate give you this then". Draco gasped and swallowed the rest of his chocolate cube as he felt Harry's hard cock brush against him.
Soon they both lay gasping on the old wooden table, the champagne bottle empty, one of the glasses shattered on the floor. The table cloth was bunched around them and one of the chairs lay over-turned, kicked away in the throes of passion. Harry again lay on top of Draco, his elbows rested on either side of Draco's head, his fingers in the blonde strands. He smiled a wide post coital grin at Draco.
"Fine, I guess I can't live without you… as long as you give me chocolate". Harry laughed and slipped a cube of chocolate into Draco's welcoming mouth. The blonde sucked in his fingers and nibbled on them, his chocolate covered tongue working over them. Harry laughed again and replaced his fingers with his tongue. The sweet scent Draco had always carried settled in his brain again, made all the better as it was mingled with the intense chocolate taste. They were so lost in each other that neither heard the soft popping noise near the top of the table.
"Merlin's Beard!". Harry looked up the to find Headmistress McGonagall in his dining room, hysterically trying to cover her face as well as watch where she was going without tripping over all the things strewn on the floor. She stepped left but found the chair in her way, to the right there was the chest of drawers. She took one last look at the shocked Harry before she disapperated from the room. Harry stared at the spot where she had been.
"I think we should get up". Draco whispered beneath him and he nodded.
"Headmistress". Harry spoke as he entered the living room, she was sitting on his horrid purple couch, staring at the blank television screen. Her eyes never left it as she spoke.
"I apologise mister Potter". She blushed.
"Are you dressed?". She asked, still staring at the screen.
"Yes". Harry looked down at his body just to make sure when she turned to him.
"Good, I apologise again for my… intrusion, perhaps I should start wearing a bell".
"Or maybe just send a note that you will be joining us". Draco said as he entered the room but the words were without malice. He stepped close to the Headmistress and gently placed a kiss on her cheek.
"Perhaps that is a good idea Draco". Harry looked up and remembered his earlier upset at the old woman for calling Draco by his first name, at least now he knew why Draco got the special treatment, Harry thought as he remembered their fight a few days before.
"Well, back to business then". She smiled and waited for Harry and Draco to take seats on the chairs opposite the couch.
"I am here to speak with you Draco, about a recent discovery made at Hogwarts". Draco frowned and nodded, twirling his wand in the direction of the kitchen. The sound of the kettle filled the apartment.
"Since the rebuilding of the school started we have begun finding uncharted parts of the castle, both thanks to mister Potter's Marauder's map and by good old fashioned hard work. Many of the discoveries are insignificant, mostly just forgotten rooms and corridors". She stopped speaking when her tea came floating into her room.
"What does this have to do with me Professor?". Draco asked.
"Well, when mister Longbottom and his wife started repairing the Herbology greenhouses he climbed a tree in order to remove some wayward vines from the roof. Unfortunately, him being Neville Longbottom, he tumbled out of the tree and crashed to the ground. I was first on the scene, he was quite all right I assure you". She smiled, Harry's expression relaxed and she went on to explain how after being treated by the medi witch Neville had gone back to the greenhouses to find a large crack on the floor where he'd fallen. Which when opened had revealed a space beneath, a space in which someone had lived in once.
"This tiny room contained some of the most ancient books on magic ever written as well as many hundreds of dark magic objects", she turned in her seat to stare at Draco. "This is where you're father had been hiding since the final battle with the Dark Lord". Draco made a strangled noise.
"You're sure?".
"Yes, we believe this is where he had constructed the three curse boxes that had been used the year you all turned twenty-one". Draco was stunned, as was Harry. He himself had spent days of his Auror career hunting Lucius Malfoy and he had been right under their noses the whole time, planning the horrors he'd unleashed on the wizarding world. The Headmistress further explained how the objects were being examined, she invited Harry to join the teams working the site but he declined. After she had consumed a frightening amount of tea the Headmistress made to leave. She was about to depart when Harry grabbed her arm, almost accidentally side-along apparating with her. She smiled at him politely.
"Professor, we have something we'd like to ask you". Harry said and she sat back down, a fresh pot of tea floating towards them.
A/N: Please review this chapter, it's my first time ever writing anything more intimate than a kiss between two men (So I guess Draco isn't the only one who lost his virginity in this chapter, lol). Tell me if you liked it, and if you didn't, please tell me anyway… Thanks to everyone who read, reviewed and added this story to any of their lists, I really do appreciate it.
A/N 2: This Chapter was supposed to be a bit more full bodied but somehow the 500 word sex scene I planned on writing turned into this more than 3500 word thing…Apologies for the chapter being nothing more than Nightmares and Sex.