This is so overdue and I am sorry but I had no inspiration. I had to revise the story and would recommend rereading the story so you can see the many changes and some loose ends tied up before reading this chapter. This is smutty and adult content is below. This story is no longer for the pretties who don't like to read about sex between two males.
Harry felt properly scolded. He'd stop seeing his therapist but when he had a follow-up visit to pick up something he had left behind they'd started a formal conversation and he'd been catching up with his therapist and apparently even the savior of the wizarding world couldn't go around threatening people. He had repeatedly told how many times he'd threaten someone and even the circumstance behind it. The first time around in his therapy he hadn't been as frank with his therapist and now they spoke as if they were old friends. His therapist had understood his frustrations with how to handle everything but threatening people was only a little bit better than hitting everyone who angered you.
His therapist who hailed from the US pointed out that if it was other country or if he was a lesser stature person he wouldn't have gotten off so easily. As the person who killed one of the most notorious Dark Lord ever he definitely had the means to carry out the threat and therefore it could've been taken much more seriously.
One positive that came from all of the scolding was he had one more person who he could consider an almost friend that wouldn't bite his tongue in criticizing him or wouldn't offer him exceedingly biting remarks. His therapist thought that maybe some books on child rearing muggle child would help him before more secure in his new status as a parent. Overall, it was a good trip.
Harry had felt ashamed and though he wouldn't be apologizing for the threats anytime soon but he would stop issuing them. After all he didn't want to be fear he just wanted to be left alone and hopefully he would be in the near future. In fact, he was thinking of moving back to the muggle side of Britain once again. Wizards were much too nosy for his liking.
After he received the documents from his lawyer and was confident in the knowledge that his children would not be leaving his custody anytime soon, he'd penned letters to Bones alerting that any documentation or correspondences could be forwarded to his attorneys. That had been a few days and he nor his lawyer had received any responses nor were they expecting any. It might have had something to do with the conversation he had with Arthur a few days ago as well. He had thought about the unbreakable vows he had the Malfoys made and he was sure if Arthur wanted to see his grandchildren he would be willing to cast it too. They might not regain the friendship they lost but at least James and even Teddy could benefit from it. They wouldn't be spending weekends anytime soon but supervised visits might be in the near future if Harry was left to raise his children.
A few days before
Arthur Weasley had never once questioned his sanity until he had heard about Narcissa being attacked. He was sure that Molly was on a one-woman mission to drive him crazy. How could she attack someone unprovoked? The injuries to Narcissa wasn't lasting and nothing was permanent but the mental effects of being attacked and no one helping you was hard to deal with. The healers had recommended therapy, and it would be at his expense since his wife was the ringleader.
Harry had been livid but he had remained calm and listened to Arthur try to explain what he would do to rectify the problem. Draco Malfoy had told him that he wouldn't turn the other way and any evidence that became available would be made known to the Aurors. He, however would not to use his or Harry's extensive influence on the outcome. In effect, he was willing to do what they wouldn't, let justice take its course. That was more than what the Weasley's had deserved but Harry had allowed it.
As a matter of principal Arthur had to publicly stand by his family but he was disgusted with them in private and he made it known.
"You cost me my grandson knowing me." He told Molly through her cell bars.
"We should've been the ones raising him. Harry was being spiteful or controlled." Molly said.
"I think I could've forgiven you most of what you did until Harry turned me away. You lied to me, I went to see my namesake and Harry told me he wasn't named after me. "
"That should've been his name." Molly argued.
"When will you learn? I stood by this family because that's where my loyalty laid. Now, I think about it and I hope one day I can get to know him. Harry doesn't seem to be the forgiven type he was before. And then you lead an attack against a Malfoy; even before he was a supporter of the Dark Lord their family practically controlled the French Ministry. " Arthur pointed out.
"Do you know what you could've caused? A war with France! My boss almost demoted me because of your recklessness. Now, I'M not so sure we want the same things Molly. I won't embarrass you further but I want a divorce." Arthur didn't allow Molly to say anything as he walked away.
He had thought long and hard about what to do they were his children and he loved them but their actions left a bitter taste in his mouth. He wouldn't do what most purebloods would've done and disowned them leaving them without a name or identity, he refused to be so cold hearted but he wanted them to know that their actions had consequences and he wouldn't use his influence to reduce it.
And Molly? She wasn't the woman he fell in love with. The Molly he knew was too kindhearted to have done anything so dark. She always snubbed others that she felt had ben too dark, or considered going dark or just not light enough for her and her she had attacked an unarmed person unprovoked and without warning. And eyewitness's accounts told the same story; Molly had been way in the wrong. That coupled with various things she had done throughout the years that he had pushed aside or never confronted her for had led to his decisions. He wouldn't publicize the divorce but he wouldn't hide it either. He only hope he could one day have a relationship with Harry and James.
Luna was almost disappointed that all that tension had been built up only to sizzle out. Apparently, when people lawyer up people take notice, though Harry's lawyers were known too be cutthroat and effective. Few wanted to go up against them. It was rumored that the owner of the firm, Ronnie Sylvain was once offered to head the Aurors and turned it down. He once won a case when Mad Eye Moody had seen the weapon on the alleged perpetrator and had it thrown out as evidence when he made the argument that they had no reason to suspect him at the time and illegally searched his persons thus violating his rights to privacy. She was glad she would get to spend some quality time with the babies and she would get to know Fleur better at the same time.
Luna was sure that Harry needed to get laid, and she laughed because she was sure that without the babies they would both be getting some action after the date.
Luna and Fleur had offered to watch the babies so that Draco and Harry could get a break. At first they were reluctant but since they had acknowledged mutual feelings for each other they hadn't spend much time alone except at night and then they were both so tired that they mostly fell into bed. They couldn't even get though hand jobs before sleep took over and the tension and expectation was building. Harry had tried to think how long since he had jerked off even in the shower and he couldn't even remember. His penis was complaining soundly and he hoped the next time he could last long enough to make it good enough for Draco.
Harry had told Draco to be ready at eight. They got dressed on different floors so that they would be surprised when they saw each other and get the "meeting at the door, greeting with a kiss" type date they wouldn't otherwise get since they were technically living together.
They'd decided to go muggle and both had dressed to impressed. Harry was wearing a burgundy button up with black slacks and deep blue and burgundy bow tie that made him look dapper and confident. Draco was wearing a sleek sports jacket with navy slacks and a black button down shirt. He'd forgone the tie because it reminded him too much of his uniform from Hogwarts.
They arrived at the restaurant was not fussed over: They were two regular customers. The only second glances they got were from customers who were surprised that a same sex couple was amongst them. Their waiter was very attentive and made numerous recommendations for their wine pairings, all of them went over well. For dessert they each had fresh strawberries that had choices of dipping creams. When Draco dipped a strawberry into some dark chocolate and bit into it with a moan Harry felt his pant tightening. Draco seemed oblivious to what he was doing to Harry until he took another strawberry dipped it into the sweetened whipped cream and Harry was sure purposely dropped some on his chin and bit into it devouring it whole. All the while Draco maintained eye contact with Harry. He then used his finger and wiped the remaining cream from his chin and offered it up to Harry.
"When you play it coy, you know what you do to me? I'm so hard I'm surprised I didn't burst through my pants yet." Harry whispered.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Draco said with a smile that said differently.
Harry signaled for the check and had to cast a silent glamour to make sure he didn't cause a scene with the tent he was pitching.
Harry was never so glad to be both a wizard and foresight. He hadn't sold his apartment when he'd move back to Grimmauld Place and he could apparated with Draco straight there because if he had to take a muggle cab or walk there he'd take Draco in some corner hard and fast and he didn't want that he wanted to be able to make love to Draco at least for the first time.
As they walked to the bedroom they kept stopping to exchange small kisses that spoke of things to come. Harry was glad that Draco gave as much as he got. He wasn't timid even though Harry was pretty sure he was topping for their first time together.
"Let me." Harry said as Draco had started to remove his own clothes, he felt the urge to undress Draco. He wanted to see how he felt when each piece of clothes was removed showing a portion of skin previously hidden to him. He wanted to kiss trail across his body until he could draw it from memory. Wanted to kiss each junction of his body, where his thigh met his torso where his arms met his chest. He drew hearts on Draco's chest with his tongue and dipped into his navel tasting the bittersweet tanginess of sweat and his natural body essence.
Draco erection was standing up and Harry led Draco to the bed and made him lie down.
"You're still dressed." Draco said suddenly feeling self -conscious being the only one naked. Harry quickly undressed and almost tripped stepping out of his pants and landed with a thud on Draco, they stared at each other for a minute before they started laughing. Draco was still glad they still had their comfortable with each other.
"I want to jerk you off and while you recover I want you to watch me jerk myself off and after we get the edge off we can go as slow as we like." Harry said.
He went to the nightstand and took out a bottle of lube. "I know we have spells for this but I want to do this the muggle way, a bit more personal." Harry told Draco in answer to the unasked question on his face.
Harry warmed the lube up in between his hands before he grasped Draco's cock in his hand. It was warm and heavy and silken and like an oxymoron, he could only describe it as soft steel. He kept up a slow steady motion until Draco starting bucking his hips up to meet him and when he was sure Draco was about to come he stopped all movements.
"Hnn." Draco said. He'd been so close. He just wanted to get to the edge right were all was right and he could jump off into the greatness of a climax. Harry licked the head of his cock and Draco immediately thrust upwards wanting more of the heat and friction. When Harry surround his cock with heat and tongue and warmth and a host of other feelings he couldn't place when he was this close to coming. He couldn't think and he didn't want to. Harry was using his tongue like his dick was a lollipop. He kept swirling the head on his tongue.
Draco had heard from other guys that teeth was a no when it came to blowjobs but when Harry grazed his tongue and then his teeth Draco thought he'd die and just when Harry slipped a finger between his ass he couldn't decide if he wanted to thrust back against Harry's finger or up into his mouth.
He came in a wave of shudders. His sudden movement had made Harry able to enter him and with a crook of his finger he was stroking his prostrate. Harry kept swallowing all that Draco had to offer. He loved feeling Draco below him writhing and knowing he made it possible and he wanted to do it again as soon as possible.
Just the feel of it had helped him over the edge and two thrusts later he was coming all over Draco's legs.
"I…uh" Draco said and Harry started to laugh. "I know exactly what you mean." Harry said. "I can't wait to do more but first we need to clean up."
After fifteen minutes of just laying there they had started kissing. Draco loved to taste himself on Harry's tongue and Harry got hard knowing where his tongue was a few minutes before.
"Turn over." Harry said. As he lowered himself over Draco's ass he couldn't wait to taste him. He took his hands and spread Draco's cheeks apart and licked from top to bottom. From the moans that started leaving Draco's mouth he knew he was enjoying it. He used his tongue to enter Draco and felt him thrust back on his tongue. He pushed his tongue as far in he could. Harry couldn't wait until Draco was doing this to him. Until he was the one becoming undone from gentle kisses and not so gentle tongues. He wanted the teeth the marks the roughness, all of it.
"More…" Draco begged.
"Turn over." Harry demanded.
Using two fingers he entered Draco again and watched as Draco started whining on his fingers trying to get them as far in as he could. Harry wanted to make sure he stretched him as good as he could they'd taken the edge off and would be going at it hard he didn't want Draco unnecessarily sore tomorrow.
When Draco started begging more "more" and "harder" he added a third finger. Draco stopped moving for a minute getting used to being stretched he could feel himself getting closer and wanted to prolong it as long as he could and each time he thrust back against Harry's fingers he was so close to his prostate that he felt the residual vibration massaging it. "Harry, if I come I want you to keep going."
Harry was about to deny the requests because he knew how painful it could be but when Draco begged for more he couldn't and so Harry added a fourth finger. Draco was fucking himself against Harry's hand at this point and with meeting him back added to the feelings of fullness.
Harry pulled his hands out and was climbing on top of Draco.
"I want you on top first." Harry said.
Harry lay down on the bed and spread-eagled himself as Draco turned his back to him and began to lower himself slowly. Harry could feel his head at the entrance and had to will himself not to move, Draco needed time to adjust and he would give him time but the waiting was killing him. He needed more heat, more tightness, more Draco and he needed it now!
When Draco started rocking back and forth Harry started to meet his movements but he couldn't handle slow anymore he need fast and hard and Draco's ass was like a furnace and so fucking tight. He wondered if there would be any cum left in his body when Draco was done with him.
Harry lifted Draco off his dick and turned him over on the bed. He bottomed out in one swift movement. Draco seemed to like the change of pace because he gave as hard and good as he got. He was backing it up on Harry's cock like he was made to fuck him. He started fisting his cock until Harry noticed and swatted his hand away.
"No, from my dick only." Harry said.
He was close and he knew he wouldn't last much longer but he wanted to draw it out as soon as possible so he slowed down his thrust and pulled out Draco.
"On your knees." Draco had wanted to blow Harry and here was his chance. After getting adjusted to his girth in his mouth " fuck my mouth but don't come." Harry was reluctant but Draco reminded him he was just as much a male as he was and then Harry started going so fucking hard he was sure Draco's lips would be swollen the next day. Harry took his dick and was slapping Draco's face reveling in the sounds of skin against skin.
"Suck that dick." Draco never thought he would enjoy being commanded so much but he felt no less a man on his knees. In fact, he felt powerful. Suddenly, Draco felt Harry pulling him off the floor and back onto the bed.
"Fuck!" Draco said as Harry entered him, this time from behind. Every so often harry would completely withdraw and use his cock and rub it against his ass thrusting till Draco would wiggle until the head was right there and hold it in place till Harry was inside him again.
The last time Harry made to withdraw, Draco clenched around him and stopped him. "No, harder." Draco commanded and Harry love to hear the bossiness in his voice. He was moving his hips staccato into Draco's body and Draco was accepting him all of him. Harry loved seeing Draco like this, so unconcerned with anything but his release but wanting Harry to get his own at the same time.
Draco felt like Harry was close but he needed more and he couldn't place what it was until Harry starting sucking on his neck nibbling and full fledge biting. Marking him as if he was his own. Kisses down his spine until he knew Harry would have to stop because the position would become too uncomfortable but never stopping his thrust into him.
He felt Harry licked and then blew unto the shell of his ear. " He could feel as well as heard when Harry said "Oh shit, Draco, I'm close." The movement of Harry lips adding to the erotic nature of the moment. When Harry felt Draco reaching for his hands he knew this would be what undid him.
Draco was so close he didn't want Harry to come just yet, not before him suddenly Harry reached around him and fisted him three times before he was yelling incoherently and he felt Harry coming right behind him. He felt his ass clench down and attempted to suck Harry dry, Harry can feel the quiver of Draco's hole and two thrust later felt his ass fill up with Harry's cum.
The bed was stained and wet but he didn't care, he fell right into it and Harry fell right with him. He felt sleep washing over him, Harry still inside of him whisper how much he loved him and he felt the feeling of rightness as he closed his eyes.
"Round two when we wake up." Draco said before sleep took him over completely.
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