A/N: I have finished the sequel.
229 pages long
102,654 words
43 Chapters
Is there anything you would like to see happen?
Rating: R
Warnings: Course language, anal, Male/Male, and Male/Female pairings, Rimming, Oral sex, Sexual situations in uncomfortable settings, Spoilers to Harry Potter books and movies, Drug use, BDSM, incest, rape, violence, use of alcohol, character death and possibly more later.
Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE Draco/Harry, Seamus/Colin, Ron/Hermione, Mike/Ginny, Draco/Astoria, Blaise/Pansy, Luna/Neville, Charlie/Anasks, Noah/Dennis, Phoenix/Alexis, Danny/George, Bill/Fleur, Arthur/Molly, Alex/Colin, Fred/Alex and possibly more later.
. . . Story Begins. . .
Dinner was lovely, a little bit of small chat, mostly about school and future careers. Colin was getting bored though. Across from him was his mom, beside her was his Grandmother. On Colin's left were Seamus, Dennis and lastly Noah. The photographer had finished eating and absentmindedly put his hands on his lap like usual. Then he got an idea, one that would make his boredom go away.
Seamus jumped, shaking the table slightly. "Sorry 'bout that, I got a chill." Mrs. Creevey and Ms. McGee gave him a strange look before turning back to their meal. He slipped his hand under the table and pushed Colin's hand away, shooting him a warning glare out the corner of his eye. The blonde, however, was very persistent. They went back and forth another six times, hand sliding on lap then being roughly pushed away, once with a painful pinch even.
"Alright does anybody wish for dessert?" Mrs. Creevey asked. There was a round of yes pleases and Seamus closed his eyes, shoving the hand off his leg. He almost growled when it returned. When the mother closed the freezer with a clang, the brunette took that chance to smack Colin's hand glaring at him. Ms. McGee raised a brow and turned to her daughter.
"I will be heading to bed early tonight, I'm very tired."
"Alright mum, would you like some help?" The older woman stood and smiled.
"No not at all dear, I'm quite alright." They watched her leave, Seamus huffing at the hand. He gave up, raising both hands above the table resting his forearms and waiting for the final course. His eyes widened when the hand slid up his inner thigh, thanking Mrs. Creevey for the ice cream.
"Are you alright Seamus?" The brunette smiled and nodded before slowly eating his ice cream, the blonde's hands so far up his thigh they rested on the clothed section of his legs, right in the middle of them. He bit back a moan hiding it with another bite of ice cream when nimble fingers lightly brushed his sack.
Colin was eating with his right hand, left under the table, putting slight pressure on the other's scrotum trying not to laugh at how hard it must be to hold in his groans. Seamus was usually very vocal and the blonde was pretty sure he was torturing the other. He'd never made Seamus angry with him, well, besides the time he stole Harry's potion. He smirked and wondered if he should tell him that he never actually did take it, he just watched the pictures of them together until he couldn't take it anymore.
Seamus shifted in his seat, Colin and Dennis being the last ones to finish their ice cream. The brunette checked his watch and frowned.
"It's already eight thirty. Wow, times really does fly." He shivered when Colin gave him a small squeeze, slowly sliding farther up the clothed middle section of his slack and lightly trailing his finger up the other's stiff member.
"Oh, would you like to call home? I'm sure you could convince them to let you stay the night, you too Noah." The young blonde's eyes widened and he blinked. "What's a matter?"
"Oh, it's just I've never slept in a room that my brother Mike wasn't in." She raised a brow.
"Mike?"
"Yea, my twin. I also have two older brother names Alex, and the eldest James, My eldest sibling is Anasks and Danny is Alex's twin. They are both seventeen. She was the French girl that stopped by." Dennis blinked at him.
"How many siblings do you have?" Noah paused, counting on his fingers.
"Five, used to have six, Connor passed away though when he was two, Mike and I were four." Mrs. Creevey covered her mouth and turned sympathetic eyes to him "Oh no, I don't' remember him at all, Danny and Alex remember a few things, but James was eleven at the time and Anasks was fifteen. Hit them the hardest."
"What happened? If you don't mind me asking?" Noah flinched and looked at his hands.
"I'd rather not say." She nodded.
"Understandable." Dennis leaned over and hugged him, whispering in his ear. A blush spread across the boy's cheeks and he nodded.
"I'll attempt to stay the night. Where would I sleep?" He looked genuinely concerned unsure of what to expect. The mother smiled.
"You may sleep in Dennis' bed, however-"Her eyes narrowed. "If ANYTHING besides a few hugs and kisses happen, I'll make Dennis Sleep on the couch and the same goes for you." She said to the other glaring at Colin. The young man moved his hand away, Seamus redder than a tomato. "I'm not blind boys, and neither is your grandmother." The blonde paled.
"And Colin." He looked up at his mother. "Next time he shoves your hand away, keep it away before he or I detach it from your arm!" He shrank back and nodded, Dennis looking confused. Noah looked blankly at them then they all saw realization flash through them and he started to laugh. It was a whole hearted laugh, fairly deep, showing that when his puberty finished, he would have a beautiful baritone voice if not bass even.
"Wow Cols, you've got guts!" Dennis blinked overly confused.
"Alright call your parents." Seamus stood kind of awkwardly, facing away from them quickly and heading to the phone. Noah headed to the fire place and sat in front waiting. "What are you waiting for dear?"
"Oh, my sister said she'd check in at eight forty and she's always a little early." The fire place erupted in green and his sister stepped out, smiling with the same eyes as Noah's, hair bleach blonde down to her elbows. She squatted down to her brother and smiled.
"So? Vut iz zee plan? Are you coming back 'ome for bed or staying zee night?" Noah blushed and she smiled. "Zee night I take eet?" He nodded and she smiled. "Vait 'ere vor a minute." She stepped into the flames only to return a moment later and Noah over some clothes. "I 'ad zem ready before 'and" He smiled standing and hugging her. She kissed the top of his head and smiled, almost glowing.
"Wow your sister is really pretty." Mrs. Creevey raised a brow as the two other boys nodded in agreement, Noah laughed.
"Of course she is! Our grandmother was part Veela! She's inherited it from her." They blinked.
"Why does she have a French accent but not you? Well, you do, but why does she only have a French one?" Dennis asked, furrowing his brow.
"She goes to beauxbatons" They all nodded smiling at him. "She doesn't want to lose our heritage so she continues going to the French school. We mostly speak French at home for her benefit too."
"Alright, my mum said it was alright." Colin smiled and hugged Seamus, the other clearing his throat, raising a brow.
"You're mad at me aren't you?" The blonde asked taking a step back.
"A little bit yes." The younger nodded and turned to his mother who put her hands up in defence.
"Hey, don't look at me! This is between you two!" Dennis and Noah both laughed.
"Can we watch a movie mum?" she nodded and the two brother smiled, grabbing their boyfriends and darting to a door at the far end of the living room, opening it and descending down the stairs. The lights were off and it was beyond dark in there. Colin pushed the lever up to it brightest and smiled at the rec room.
The floor was covered in a plush white carpet with a white couch, two white arm chairs, a large television and one cabinet on either side of it. Those were at the very back, TV. Facing them with the couch's back to the boys. Before those was a pool table.
Dennis ran up to the cupboards and turned to them. "What are we in the mood for?" They all shrugged and he found "Ok, horror it is!" Noah made a slight 'eep' noise and they laughed, Dennis shifting around in the cupboard and pulling one out.
"Titanic is NOT a horror movie Dennis!" Colin scolded rolling his eyes.
"What are you talking about? That rich dude is pretty freaky!" The older brother huffed and walked up to the cabinet.
"Titanic is a romance movie, not a horror film!" Dennis stuck his tongue out and sat at one end of the couch, Noah next to him, Seamus on the far left.
"Then you pick!" The young brother retorted.
"Fine! I will!" after a little bit he pulled out a movie and smiled.
"What did you pick?" Seamus asked watching the other plop the movie into the DVD player and running to the back turning the light all the way down before sitting next to his boyfriend and hitting play.
"Haunting in Connecticut. I haven't seen it yet but it looked really good." The brunette smirked.
"It's alright, not too bad, more than definitely scare the liver outta you though." Colin flicked him as the movie started.
They mostly sat in quiet, Noah's knees drawn up, face hiding them, Dennis rubbing his back. Colin was pressed against an amused Seamus, holding his hand, the older's arm around his shoulder. By the time the movie was over three of the four boys were more than pleased to get out of the basement and upstairs.
Seamus shut everything off, Colin still holding onto his shirt, the other two already up stairs. When the brunette finished his boyfriend practically dragged him up all the flights of stairs, the older waving at Mrs. Creevey and laughed when the young boy dived on his bed, and under the covers.
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Noah was lying next to Dennis shaking and darting his eyes around the room. A small whimper left him and he jumped letting out a yell when the other tapped his shoulder.
"Calm down Noah! Come here." Dennis laid flat on his back and tapped his chest, smiling as the younger rested his head on it, gripping the other's night shirt tightly. "It's alright." The other nodded and relaxed a little when the older boy wrapped his arms around the taller, pulling him closer, kissing the top of his head. Within minutes the two were asleep.
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Seamus finally calmed down Colin and had to keep the other calm until he fell asleep . . . after an hour of quiet shushing and patting of the back. When the blonde fell asleep, the brunette huffed and finally slipped off to dream land.
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Harry grunted and stood up from the floor after he finished cleaning the spilled juice. Dudley stood smirking above him, his aunt and uncle had gone out and Draco was still asleep. He went to the sink and rinsed his cloth before ringing it out and hanging it up to dry.
"My friends are coming over today just so you know." The blonde said with a smirk.
"That's nice, don't care." Harry mumbled turning and walking pass the other and up stairs. He opened his door and blushed at the platinum blonde. Said boy was sitting at his desk with nothing but the blanket around his waist, petting a small bird. "Oh hey! That's Pig!"
"What?" The other asked looking at him and raising a brow.
"Ron's owl, did it come with a me-" The blonde held up a sealed envelope and gave the small bird a treat. The brunette smiled when he noticed that Draco had let his owl out to sit on the desk with him and Pig. He walked over, kissing the other's shoulder before taking the envelope and sitting down. He opened it up and bit his lip.
"What?" The blonde asked standing, holding the sheet to him, and leaning his chin on the other's shoulder, looking down at the note. Harry huffed and turned it away, looking to the side and glaring at the taller boy. "What?"
"It's rude to read over someone's shoulder." Draco rolled his eyes, letting go of the blanket, said item falling to the ground, and wrapped his hands around the brunette's midsection.
"Coming from the guy who stood on a chair to read over my shoulder." Harry blushed and shivered when Draco pressed his growing erection into the other's back. "Anyways, I need a shower." He pulled back and grabbed a fresh pair of clothes, slipping on his pyjama bottoms and looking to the window. He raised a brow and the brunette blinked.
"What?"
"Your female neighbour seems to enjoy staring at me when I'm naked." Harry's eyes widened and he spun around looking at a young teenage girl practically drooling. He flipped her off and pulled the curtains shut, the blonde laughing. "Damn, I was hoping to give her a show."
"DRACO!" Said blonde laughed and dashed out of the room, the brunette chasing him and yelping when the bathroom door was slammed in his face.
"Well if it isn't your queer cousin." Harry sighed and turned around looking at the four boys standing there. "Did your boyfriend lock you out of the bathroom?"
"He's not my boyfriend and he didn't lock me out. He doesn't know how to lock this door."
"I heard that Potter!" Harry flinched. "I'm not a complete imbecile!" The brunette smirked and turned the knob opening it slightly. "Okay, so maybe I don't know how to lock it. What's your point?" The other laughed and Harry closed the door smirking.
"I say he is your boyfriend, if not your boy toy." One with light brown hair said.
"Actually," Started Dudley, "It's the other way around, he's the one getting pounded!" Harry's eyes widened and the other's blinked. "Saw it myself!"
"Ugh!" The brunette closed his eyes and went to open the door . . . it was locked. The wizard stiffened and looked between the advancing boys. The front door opened and shut.
"Dudley!" They turned from Harry and went down stairs, the brunette let out a sigh and went to his room, grabbing the letter and sitting on his bed.
Harry, dad wanted me to write to you letting you know the plan. We will be arriving on your birthday to take you to our home. We set out a false rumour that you will be leaving the week after. See you then, oh and Bill and Fleur are coming down for the wedding. Write me back, but NOT about when we leave.
See you soon,
Ron and Hermione . . . and Ginny (She made me write it!)
Harry sighed and grabbed some parchment quickly scribbling a few things down and sending Pig off with it.