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 (Fred and George's potions not like, weed :S) incest, rape, violence, use of alcohol, character death and possibly more later.
Parings: DOMINANT/SUBMISSIVE Draco/Harry, Seamus/Colin, Ron/Hermione, Dean/Ginny, Harry/Ginny, Draco/Astoria, Blaise/Pansy, Luna/Neville, Charlie/Anasks, Noah/Dennis, Phoenix/Alexis, Danny/George, Bill/Fleur, Arthur/Molly, Alex/Colin and possibly more later.
. . . Story Begins. . .
"Fred and George are using you as a guinea pig again!" Green eyes narrowed.
"Son of a bitch!"
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When Harry had woken up the next morning he felt an over flow of anger. Yesterday he just wanted to hold Draco, now he wanted to beat the living snot out of someone. Just perfect. He growled and stood up; thumping down the hall and slamming the bathroom door open and closed, turning on the shower.
Harry finished quickly but it didn't help. He decided to try and do some more research in the library on horcruxes. He walked to the first table he saw and plopped down on the chair, sighing. Then he remembered he needed books to study.
About an hour later he began to toss the books around, yelling at them. Hermione ran in and her mouth dropped at the scattered pages.
"Ah! The books! Harry!" He glared at the book in his hand before tossing that one too. "What are you doing?" She shrieked.
"WORTHLESS!" The young girl jumped, a little insulted that he thought she was worthless! "All these books are WORTHLESS! I'm wasting my damn time in here! I'm going fucking crazy Mione! I can't find a single thing on them! Nothing! This is a dark arts library! You'd expect there to be at least one goddamn thing!" She sighed pleased that he didn't think she was worthless at least. Then she frowned, sitting at the table, Harry following suit.
"I know Harry. I've been through this library front to back several times." She paused to cast a quick repairing spell on the book and charmed them to go back into their rightful places. "But that's not really what's wrong is it?" He blinked. "You miss Malfoy."
"I do not." He sneered, crossing his arms stubbornly.
"Harry. Don't lie to me please." He frowned.
"Huh, that's weird." Harry said standing.
"What is?" She watched the darker haired boy walk to the hall.
"I can't seem to stop walking. Where the hell am I going? Mione, help me here!" She rushed forwards to push him the opposite way, only resulting in sliding in front of him, arms outstretched.
"I can't Harry." He frowned but then growled.
"That little bastard."
"What?" She asked confusion written on her face.
"Look where I'm headed." She blinked and recognition dawned. Malfoy was using the binding promise to make Harry come to him.
"Well, I should leave you alone then."
"Mione no! Don't leave me!" he panicked. She chuckled and waved.
"Bye Harry and try to cheer up!" He flipped her off as his other hand turned the door knob, pushing the wooden obstacle open. His mouth dropped.
"You're drooling Potter." Harry snapped his mouth shut and took in the blonde.
"Where'd you get those pants?" he whispered closing the door
"The drawer." Green eyes took in the black leather pants and bare chest, heat rising to his face. "We need to talk about yesterday." Harry nodded, eyes fixated on Malfoy's arse when he turned, the blonde smirked in a knowing way. "I apologize for saying I wanted someone else and implying that you were lower than a whore."
"You didn't imply it Malfoy." The blonde blinked and threw a smirk over his shoulder. "What?"
"Come here." Harry felt the pull in his chest and walked forwards, the blonde's back still to him, palms flat against the wall leaning. Harry groaned at the suggestive pose, the long legs spreading slightly. An unintelligible noise left the tanned boy and the other smirked, swaying his hips slightly.
The brunette shivered and approached the older, resting his hands on the slim hips, pressing into him. Draco moaned and pushed back against the hardening length, grinding into him. Harry's head lulled back and he groaned, bucking lightly. The leather was smooth and tight, showing the blondes figure very well.
The blonde moved one hand from the wall and Harry heard a 'pop' and then the zipper sliding. He panted and forced himself to step back, the blonde shucking the pants off, boxers along with it. The tanned boy shivered and reached down, peeling his shirt off and tugging down his bottoms, hopping around trying to get them off.
Draco raised an amused brow, leaned against the bed post with crossed arms. When the flustered boy was finally naked he pounced, startling the blonde.
"OW! Dammit! You're going to give me brain damage Potter!" Draco growled, cradling his head, now on the bed. The brunette murmured and apology before ramming his mouth against the others, thrusting his hips down. The taller gasped, his hips jerking up towards the other, panting into his mouth. "Fuck I need this." He hissed and Harry nodded his agreement.
They climbed up the bed and lay amongst the pillows, mouths never leaving one another. The young man grabbed the thin pale wrists and pinned them above a platinum head, grinding down against him. Draco moaned and arched up into the other, eyes squeezed shut.
Harry broke the kiss and trailed his lips down the pale neck, nipping and licking along the way. He threw his arm out and summoned the lube, a smirk on his face. He felt it smack into him hand and sat up, looking down at his boyfriend. The blonde spread and lifted his legs nodding stiffly at the other.
A grin broke out over tanned lips and the cap was opened with an audible pop. Grey eyes closed as Harry leaned over him, one hand next to his head, the other sliding down his inner thigh, leaving a wet trial from the gel in its wake. The Slytherin opened his eyes when the hand disappeared.
"What?" Draco asked eyes lidded.
"Turn over, on your knees for a minute." The blonde blinked but turned over and pushed himself up, raising a brow when hands kneaded his arse, spreading him. Silver eyes widened and threw a glare over his shoulder. "Calm down Dray." The blonde opened his mouth but all that came out was a strangled cry when a hot tongue ran along his entrance, circling it slowly.
Harsh pants began to leave the older's mouth and he pushed back a silent plea evident in his actions. The blonde let out a howl when the wet muscle twisted past the restraints and dove into him in one long deep thrust. The taller arched his back, head dropping onto his forearms, groaning deeply.
The tongue was retracted and a whimper left the blondes lips. Harry smirked and carefully slid a finger in, shivering at the deep moan from the other, hips pushing back against him. Slowly a second finger was added, a hiss following before the third slid in.
Draco let out a harsh sigh when they were removed, a larger item in their place. He stiffened and bit his lip, forcing the shaking body to relax.
"You alright?" Harry whispered in his ear, the platinum locks nodding against his cheek. The brunette sighed and pushed forwards, groaning as his head was encased in the intense heat of the other boy.
"W-wait!" Harry stopped, dropping his head between pale shoulders and pouted, only halfway in. "O-ok go." The younger nodded and pushed forwards again, letting out a strangled moan when he was all the way to his hilt. He could hear Draco let out slow calming breaths through his nose, forearms flat on the bed, head between them.
It felt strange taking Draco this way, not unpleasant in the least, just, different. When the blonde pushed back Harry pulled back until he was almost all the way out before slowly sliding back in, a hiss coming from beneath him. The brunette stopped about halfway again and Draco shook his head.
"No, keep going." He grunted when the brunette pushed forwards before retreating once more. "Oh fuck." Came his whispered reply. When the young man picked up his speed, the blondes breathing followed, panting noisily under the other. Harry let out a long moan and thrust harder into the blonde, one hand on the slim hip, the other bunched up in the sheets next to the taller's arm.
"Tell me what you want." Harry hissed into the other's ear, slowing down his pace.
"N-no! Don't stop!" It was frantic with a hint of panic to it and the brunette nipped his shoulder.
"I won't, Draco, I won't" He rubbed the other's stomach lovingly, keeping the slow pace. "What do you want love?"
"Faster, and fuck go harder too." Harry smirked, kissing the other's neck lightly.
"As you wish" He snapped his hips forwards, a howl leaving the other and picked his pace up. Precipitation began to form along their body and both started to moan louder, matching thrust for thrust.
"Fuck me Harry, oh god fuck me hard." The brunette shivered and panted between the shoulders of the other, pumping his hips furiously.
"Oh fuck Dray, I'm getting so damn close!" The blonde nodded beneath him and pushed back, groaning loudly.
"Harder Harry." The younger's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he forced his hips to their limit, reaching his stroking hand lower to grasp the dripping member. "Ah fuck! Oh gods yes!" Harsh pants left him and his body began to shake, vocalizing on every thrust. "Ah fuck, ah fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" The blonde's head shot back and he hollered the other's name, his seed shooting across the bed, clamping down on Harry.
"DRACO!" His back arched and he let out a sob of relief, coming inside the older man, convulsing heavily before collapsing on him.
"Mmm, not bad Potter." The blonde said huskily, yawning lightly.
"Not bad? Made you scream didn't I?"
"Oh ho, ho! So know your getting cocky with me too?" Harry smirked and bit the other playfully.
"Of course Dray, isn't that the point?" Grey eyes rolled and he shoved the other off, smirking at him.
"Whatever, but I'm still the dominant. I'll just let you have your fix once and a while."
"Really now? And what if I want my fix more than that?" Green eyes looked at the other amused. A pale brow rose.
"Well then I guess your shit outta luck Potter." Harry laughed and leaned forwards, lightly kissing the other.
"Love ya." The brunette whispered. Draco stiffened and looked away, clearing his throat.
"We should get dressed." The older murmured. Harry sighed and sat up.
"Yea, sure. I'm grabbing a quick shower then going to the kitchen. I'll see you later." Draco watched the other go and squeezed his eyes shut.
"Fuck!" He hissed, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes. He grabbed his wand, performing a quick cleaning spell before dressing in his tailored slacks and dress shirt before heading down stairs.
Ron squeaked when the blonde entered and turned away, Hermione rolling her eyes at him.
"What?" Draco asked sitting at the table, raising a brow at the strange house elf. Kretcher looked up at him and froze.
"NO! The mudblood and blood traitor have converted you too! Oh Kretcher is most unhappy about this, no, no, no, no!" The house else scurried off and hid in a cupboard.
"The hell?" Draco whispered, staring at the oak surface that the elf disappeared into.
"That's-" The blonde jumped, yelping, and falling off the chair, hissing as he landed on his arse. "Kretcher." Harry finished, smirk in place.
"Dammit Potter! Don't do that!" The other's all laughed and Harry helped him up. "What?" Draco snapped when the brunette didn't let go.
"Nothing." Green eyes bored into silver and the blonde rolled his eyes, leaning down to capture the other's lips in a chaste kiss.
"First you have to fuck loud enough for the street to hear now you have to snog in the kitchen?"
"FRED!" The couple pulled apart and blushed at the order. Almost everyone was there.
"Silencing charms are usually a good thing Harry." George snickered at him. Hermione looked away from the twins clearing her throat, turning to Ginny.
"As reluctant as I am to say this." Draco stiffened and closed his eyes when the soft hand fell on his shoulder. "It really would have been appreciated, my son, if you used a silencing spell." The blonde groaned.
"Or a sock." Fred piped in. Mrs. Weasley whacked his arm and Draco's mother smirked, a quiet snort leaving her.
"Mother!" The blonde yelled looking at her with pleading eyes.
"Sorry Draco, but it is an amusing image." She turned and walked out of the room, almost flowing. "I am leaving for Paris later tonight." Grey eyes widened and his breath hitched. "I'll be fine." She said, casting a look over her shoulder before heading up the stairs.
"D-do you want to leave with her?" Harry asked.
"I-I need a minute." The blonde pushed the other away and jogged up the steps, taking two at a time. The library door slammed shut and Harry winced, giving an apologetic smile to the others.
"Why are the Malfoy's here?" Kingsley asked, face impassive.
"H-he needed a place to stay." The older man turned towards the brunette.
"So you bring him to our headquarters?" Harry looked at his hands. "Just because your fucking him doesn't mean you can endanger us all!"
"Mr. Shacklebolt!" Arthur said, standing between the other two. "He brought the Malfoy's here with Minerva's approval. He is recovering-"
"Then he shouldn't be sexually active and if he was recovering from injury he should have gone to St. Mungos!"
"Nott rapped him!" Harry yelled eyes hardening. "Voldermort made him do it again and again! You didn't see him! I did! He couldn't even walk for fucks sake!"
"Mr. Potter!" He turned and glared at his old professor, glaring daggers.
"Fuck this, I need some time." He turned on his heal, Ron following.
"Harry-"
"Leave me alone Ron."
"No! Listen to me!" The redhead grabbed the other's arm and yanked him off the step. "We care for you a lot, but the last thing we need is for your little fuck toy to go off and tell all his little friends where we are!"
"Take it back." Harry growled at him.
"No. A leopard never changed its spots Harry. Never. He's no good. Malfoy's nothing but a low down, good for nothing piece of sh-" Ron stumbled back surprised and grabbed his nose, pulling his hand away, looking at the blood.
"SHUT UP!" Mrs. Black's curtains flew open. "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING!" Harry bellowed, pinpricks behind his eyes. "WHY CAN'T YOU PEOPLE GET IT? I LOVE HIM DAMMIT! I FUCKING LOVE HIM!" The all looked at him in shock.
"How the bloody hell would you like it if I started calling the people you love worthless and telling you to abandon them when they were fucking rapped? Well fuck you! This is my house and I will have whoever the fuck I want in it!
"I said it could remain headquarters! I DID! NOT YOU! HE'S MY BOYFRIEND AND I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY ABOUT IT!" The brunette turned and stomped up the stairs, yelling in frustration bore forcing the curtains closed on Mrs. Black's painting. He threw his bedroom door open and froze.
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From downstairs a strangled cry was heard followed by a loud sob. The occupants closed their eyes already aware of what was wrong. Draco was gone.
You know me well enough to know not to worry . . . just an evil cliffy. I love you guys *Sheepish grin and caughs* review?