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. . .
George led the young woman up the stairs and walked her into the room she was currently staying in and up to the bed. She let go of him and sat on the bed before turning on her side and rolling into a ball. The redhead lied down behind her and placed his hand on her hip.
"You gonna be alright love?" she shrugged. "Hey, look at me." She shook her head and he sighed. George pulled her onto her back then into his chest. He grabbed his wand out of his back pocket and flicked his wrist, the door closing.
"Is there anything I can do?" She shook her head, silent tears soaking through his shirt. The Blonde rubbed circled on his stomach, him doing likewise to her hip. Danny pulled his shirt up slightly and slipped her hand under lightly scratching his stomach with her nails. He let out a content sigh and kissed the top of her head. There was a knock on the door and he closed his eyes.
"Yea?" The door opened and Mr. Weasley stepped in.
"Your mother is home and wants to know if you two are hungry." The older gentleman asked. Danny shook her head.
"Tell her I'll eat later, that I'm a little busy right now." George mumbled. His father nodded and hesitated.
"Don't tell your mother I allowed this, she'd have my head." He gave a small smile and closed the door. Danny's breathing evened and he frowned, tears still soaking through his shirt. About a half hour later George too began to drift off, falling into his subconscious.
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Noah and Dennis stepped out of the fire place and the younger slid out of the other's grip. "I'll be right back." Mrs. Creevey stepped up to her son when she watched Noah leave for the stairs.
"H-his mother died." The petite blonde whispered. The young woman's eyes widened.
"Oh no!" Dennis looked down and Mrs. Creevey sighed. "Mrs. Anderson was supposed to tell you, but I assume I probably should." She pulled him aside and sat him down on the couch. Slowly she began to retell the story that was once told to her from the sandy blonde's mother. She told him about Connor and Noah's father. About what happened, or was thought happened between the two of them. Mrs. Creevey left out the stuff to do with Alex, that part wasn't her son's business.
Noah hadn't come back down in a while and Seamus and Colin were already back, upstairs and gone to bed.
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It was about a week later when things got strange for everyone. Danny had become pushier towards George, apologizing whenever she realized what she was doing. The Veela in her wanted to mate but they weren't ready.
Dennis' mother flinched when Noah stepped downstairs. He hadn't left his room in a long while, and her son had begun to sleep downstairs most of the time. When the boy walked in the room she realized how thin he had gotten. In fact she couldn't remember him eating at all since he found out about his mother.
"Noah, may I speak with you for a sec." Mrs. Creevey asked hesitantly. He looked up, dark circles under his eyes. "I think you should spend some time with your siblings." She suggested. He shook his head.
"I miss mike." Noah whispered voice hoarse. She nodded.
"I know. Do you want to contact your grandmother, see if he'll come down for the day?" He shook his head again and swayed slightly, steadying himself on the wall. "Noah dear, I don't mean to push, but I think you need to eat something."
"I'm fine." He grumbled eyes narrowed. She sighed. Dennis came in the front door and froze.
"Noah!" He had a smile on his face. He noticed the boy's weight loss but pretended he didn't. Dulling blue eyes looked up and Dennis jogged forwards, pulling the other into a cautious hug. "I missed you so much!"
"Missed you too." Noah whispered.
"Hey, I know, let's go out for ice cream, sound good." The smaller asked grinning. The other gave a small smile.
"Only a little bit ok?"
"Of course, anything you want." He said with a cheery ring to his voice. Mrs. Creevey smiled as Dennis dragged Noah off; pleased to know her son could talk him into trying to eat something.
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Seamus yawned and stretched, Colin curled up against his chest, sound asleep. He smiled and kissed the mop of hair, a yawn coming from the smaller boy. "Morning" Seamus whispered. Colin rolled on top of the other and smiled, leaning forwards to give him a tender kiss.
"Morning to you too." Seamus smiled at him.
"Hey I have to run home for a few nights, I promised my parent's I'd come spend today, tomorrow and Sunday with them. She said you can come around noon tomorrow if you like, but she wants to spend today with me."
"Oh, alright, what time do you leave?" Seamus checked his wrist watch and pouted.
"Soon-ish."
"Oh." Seamus smirked at him.
"We still have time for a quickie, ya up for it?" Colin laughed. "What? I'm serious!"
"I know, that's why it's funny" the brunette whacked the other's arse, Colin yelping. "Hey! Lay off my arse, you abuse it enough as it is when you sleep, not to mention you pound into it at least once a day!"
"Hey, now that's not true."
"Really?" The blonde asked amusement in his voice. "When this week have you not fucked once all day?" He blinked.
"Uh, I don't remember." Seamus said flushing. Colin laughed and rolled onto his back.
"Alright, how about, since my arse still hurts, we do something different?"
"Uh, alright." The older mumbled. Colin smirked and crawled down the bed. "What are you . . . oh? Alright, I'm up for that!" Colin laughed and moved back slightly until he was face to face with the older boy's stiff member. He lifted it up and stuck his tongue out, lapping up at the thick liquid falling out.
"Hang on." Seamus whispered. He smirked and casted a spell on this hands, bringing them down his body and running the purple lube along his member. Colin smiled.
"Yay! Cherries!" Seamus laughed.
"Just don't bite them and we're all good." Colin blushed. The young blonde shuddered when he felt the other lather his member up as well. He cried out when his head was sucked into a warm cavern, tongue swirling around him.
Colin leaned down and took the other into his mouth, moaning at the taste. They rubbed their tongues along each other, licking up all they could of the wonderful tasting substance. Seamus sucked the other hard and smirked when he started to pant. He felt a little bad knowing he wasn't even close yet. Colin attempted to deep throat him and was fairly close.
Seamus let out a strangled cry, whatever Colin's mouth didn't reached, was being rubbed with the blonde's fingers. He panted against the younger's member and slowed his movement, a slight wine from the other.
The English boy seemed to have figured out what his boyfriend was doing because he soon sped up, sucking hard and bobbing quickly. It was a few minutes later when the brunette felt the boil and he knew Colin was hanging on by a thread.
"Shay? Please, let me be last this time?" Seamus raised his brow but stopped his bobbing, only running his tongue along the other's slit. Colin worked him feverously and Seamus' squeezed his eyes shut before calling out, his seed shooting into the smaller's mouth. Colin swallowed his essence and allowed the softening member to slip out from between his lips.
"O-ok." Seamus nodded and sucked the other, moving quickly, hands gripping the smaller's waist. "Ah! Ah!" Colin's hips jerked and he thrusted down. The older boy relaxed his throat and allowed the other to take it into his own hands. He knew the day was coming soon when Colin would want to try and top again, so he let him work his way up to it.
The smaller boy's breathing picked up and he cried out, shooting his load down the other's throat, clenching the blankets and sweating. He rolled off his boyfriend and gave him a small smile.
"I'm sorry love but I have to go now." The older said a little disappointed. Colin pouted and Seamus sat up, crawling to the end of the bed and leaning down, delivering a heated kiss to the other. "I'll see you tomorrow babe." Colin nodded.
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Harry smiled as he watched his beloved sleep. He was lying beside him, both facing each other, his hand on the slim, pale waist, the other's hand laying between them, pressed slightly to his chest. Grey eyes fluttered open and a sigh left the mouth.
"Morning love." Harry whispered leaning over and capturing his lips. Draco moaned and sighed, lifting the hand between them to place on the other's cheek. Slowly the kiss ended and the blonde sighed.
"Morning. When's breakfast, I'm hungry." The Slytherin asked, grinning as Harry laughed.
"We missed breakfast, it's twelve thirty."
"Oh." Draco stretched again and sat up, blanket pooling around his bare waist. Harry couldn't help the smile that crossed his face. Last night was the first time since Draco came that they made love. . . or as Draco put it, 'slow sensual fucking Potter. I've told you time and time again, Malfoy's don't make love.' Harry watched as the blonde stood, grinning at the view. Draco snorted and green eyes looked up locking with a grey stare casted over a pale shoulder.
"You love my arse Potter, admit it."
"S'not the only thing I love." Draco blushed.
"Prat." The blonde hissed at him. Harry raised his brow and smirked.
"You love me."
"Sometimes I wonder." The blonde said with amusement shining in his eyes. Harry laughed and stood up walking to the other, wrapping his arms around him from in behind. There was a knock on the door and he sighed.
"Hang on." Harry reached down and grabbed two of the blankets, wrapping one around himself and Draco wrapping the other around his waist. "Kay."
"Sorry to interrupt." One of the twins spoke. "I know we were supposed to help clean today but I've gotta split."
"Of course you do." Green eyes rolled.
"No, it's Danny." Ah, George. "She's having another breakdown." George had asked at the beginning of the week if they could open the wards to her since he hadn't been able to go anywhere without her. "Or can we at least have a room for a little bit till I can calm her? She hates being upset in public." Harry sighed and nodded. "Thanks."
George closed the door and the brunette dropped the sheet, walking over to his dresser to grab a pair of boxers. "Mmm." He jumped
"What?" He asked, bending down to step into the material. Two hands grasped his arse and he squeaked, Draco laughed and moved his hands to run this finger down the crack of the other's arse. "Bloody tease!"
"Mmm, grab the dresser and spread your legs."
"Why?" Harry asked, but had to end up doing so anyways as the compulsion clicked in. He felt the blonde spread him and shivered when hot breath ran across his entrance. The brunette convulsed and spread his legs farther apart, moaning deep in his chest. He shivered when he felt that tongue run along his muscle, just the tip pushing in. The blonde pushed his tongue in and grasped his own member as it began to leak.
"I wonder if I can make you cum without touching your cock. What do you think?" the older asked huskily. The brunette let out an incoherent sound and he laughed, casting a quick spell on his fingers before sliding one in. Harry panted and pushed back.
Draco added a second finger and soon after a third. The blond stood up and grabbed the other's hips, pulling him away from the dresser.
"Bend over and brace your hands on the bed." Harry' upper body bent, legs spreading and leaned down, placing his hands on their bed. He felt the head of the other's cock and groaned as it was pushed in.
"Fuck this is good." Harry panted. Draco chuckled and continued, quickly sliding himself to the hilt. He pulled back and thrust his hips forwards, setting a slow speed. Harry sighed and pushed back every once and a while. The blonde picked up, throwing his head back and groaning when the brunette would randomly clench around him.
"Oh fuck Harry, yes! Oh fuck you feel so good!" The green eyed boy moaned and gripped the sheets at the older's words, Draco thrusting harder into him. He changed his position and Harry hollered when his prostate was hit. He rammed into it with all he was worth, panting and sweating against the tanned back. He felt a boil in his stomach and had to stop himself from reaching for Harry's member.
The brunette groaned, feeling his prick leaking profusely. Draco began to pound harder and Harry cried out, for a moment there he couldn't remember who he was! "Ah! Fuck, oh shit, oh fucking hell Draco, sooo good, yes, yes ah, ah, ah, AH, AH!" Harry clenched down on the other and shot his load, screaming loudly, the blonde following right behind with a harsh cry.
He panted and pulled out a smirk in place. "Told you I could make you cum without touching you." Harry glared.
"You're an evil sadistic bastard. You like hurting me don't you?" Harry hissed at the other. Draco laughed and kissed the sweaty back.
"You love a little pain and you know it."
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Draco and Harry walked into the kitchen smiling contently at the others. Fred cleared his throat and said one word. "Sock" The two's eyes widened and they blushed.
"Shit, sorry." Harry grumbled, avoiding eye contact.
"That's it I wanna go home! I don't wanna listen to them fuck all the time- OW!" Hermione glared and hit him in the head again for good measure. "OW! MIONE!"
"Be nice Ronald!" He frowned.
"I'm gonna have fucking brain damage. OW!"
"Watch your language!" she yelled.
"Sorry mom." Ron hissed, smirking when her mouth dropped. Harry smirked and shook his head.
"So how was everyone's morning?" He asked.
"Not as good as yours was apparently." Harry blushed and cleared his throat, glaring at Charlie.
"Oh please like you've never had fun in the morning!" Fred said, earning a whack from his mother. "OW! Why is everyone being abused today? OW MOM!"
"It's a great way to relieve stress." Molly responded. "Besides, you should mind your own business!" he sighed. Harry sat down, Draco doing so next to him. Harry smiled at Remus.
"How's Tonks?" Draco leaned over and pressed his lips to the other's neck.
"Alright. She's not as mad at me anymore at least." Harry shivered and nodded as the blonde's kisses turned to nips and licks against the junction of his neck and shoulder.
"Draco." He said in a warning. The blonde smirked against his neck and trailed his hand up the other's leg, drawing small patterns on the inner thigh.
"Draco." He froze and blanched. "This is not how I taught you to behave." He pulled back from the other blushing.
"Sorry."
"Morning Ms. Black, how are you this morning." The eldest of the room, Arthur asked grinning. Draco flinched and Harry wrapped his arm around the other's waist.
"Please, it's Cissa. I'm alright, and how are you?" She responded to Mr. Weasley.
"Alright I suppose. Mind you I do have to agree with Fred on this one. A sock would have been nice." She snorted and nodded at his statement.
"Indeed. No offence mister Potter, but I would rather not be woken up to your cries of pleasure." They all laughed and he blushed, Draco smirked and kissed his cheek. Narcissa watched the two and couldn't help the smile. All the doubts she had about leaving always vanished when she saw how her son was with Harry.
Draco looked at the young man like there was nothing else in the world. He looked at him with such adoration and love that it made her eyes water. Draco stroked Harry cheek and laughed at something the other said before leaning in and lightly kissing him.
Harry had a similar look on his face but his clearly screamed how much he loved the pale boy. He'd do anything for him and they all knew it. She smiled and sat at the table lost in her own thoughts.