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Chapter 37

Harry was the first one to stir. Xander was spooning him and his arm was slung around Harry's waist. Harry shifted around and tried to get from under the other boy, but Xander wasn't letting him move at all. It took him a good five minutes before he managed to wiggle his way out of Xander's grasp. He sat up on the bed and smiled down at Xander. The older boy was sleeping like the dead.

"But he has a reason." Harry eyed Xander's naked body. "A good one too."

He climbed out of the bed and headed to the kitchen. He raided the freezer for the chocolate ice cream he had found the other day. When he made it back to the room Xander had shifted so he was lying on his back. One arm was up behind his head and the other holding Harry's pillow in a death grip. Harry grinned. Xander loved to snuggle up to things while he was sleeping.

He climbed onto the bed and on top of Xander. He straddled the brown haired boy carefully, but Xander didn't stir.

"Xander. Oh Xaanndderrr. Wake up." Harry poked Xander's cheek with the spoon. Xander grumbled but remained sleeping. Harry wiggled his hips and pouted.

"Wake up sleepy head. I have ice cream." Still no response.

Harry frowned. He opened up the ice cream container and ate a bite. He moaned at the taste. He had lived without ice cream for too many years. The Dursley's were evil, evil people for depriving him of such a treat. He brought up another spoonful of ice cream to his lips and paused. He eyed the ice cream and smirked.

Harry had a great idea.

The green eyed mischievous boy dipped his finger into some partially melted ice cream. He licked his lips and leaned over Xander. He carefully painted the other boy's lips with the chocolate ice cream. Feeling greedy he leaned down and swiped his tongue across Xander's bottom lip. He sucked it into his mouth before moving on to the top lip and cleaning that as well. After he ran out of ice cream Harry coated Xander's lips again. Feeling far bolder he dipped his tongue between Xander's lips slightly. Once more he ran out of ice cream.

Eager for more of the sweet treat and the taste of Xander's lips Harry once again applied the ice cream to Xander's mouth. On the last swipe of his finger across soft lips his finger was sucked into a hot mouth. Harry gasped and leaned back. His finger still trapped. He blushed when Xander opened his eyes.

"Do you always molest me when I'm sleeping or is this a new thing?" Xander asked when he released Harry's finger.

Harry's blush darkened.

He felt like a kid that had been caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

Xander laughed which caused Harry to bounce up and down on him slightly. Harry laughed and braced himself on Xander's chest. His bare ass grazed Xander's cock and suddenly they weren't laughing anymore.

Harry rocked his hips and Xander's eyes darkened. Xander gripped Harry's hips and thrust upward making them both gasp. Harry leaned down to kiss Xander eagerly. He didn't need chocolate this time. He groaned when Xander began opening him up with slick fingers. Xander was definitely better than chocolate.

-Time skip-

Harry snuggled up against Xander while they rested. The ice cream had melted and about halfway through their ahem, playtime they had to put the carton on the dresser because it had almost tipped over. Harry wouldn't have really minded if it had gotten all over them. Chocolate was good alone and Xander was amazing alone, but he had the feeling that chocolate and Xander would be a fan-fucking-tastic experience...literally.

He smiled when Xander leaned down to kiss his head.

"I love you Harry"

"I love you too Xander."

Harry knew he would never get enough of hearing these words and saying them back. He had been deprived of love for most of his life and now that he had found it he was going to hold on tight and never let go. He would make sure that Xander would never have to question his feelings for him. Harry shifted his head and looked at the older boy. He laughed, suddenly very excited. Harry climbed back on top of Xander and kissed him passionately and despite being worn out from their earlier play Xander kissed him with every fiber of his being.

The wizard broke the kiss and grinned down at Xander. Everything seemed so perfect right now. Glory was gone. Xander was finally completely his and they no longer had to hide anything from the rest of the Scoobys. He felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off of his shoulders. Harry felt like he could do anything. Like they could do anything.

"Let's go somewhere!" Harry said excitedly. Xander's eyes widened, but he returned Harry's excited grin.

"Where do you want to go?" he asked.

"Anywhere. I don't care. We could explore the country or travel around the world. There are so many sites to see. So many places to go." The urge to get out and do something was almost overpowering. Since meeting Xander he knew that he controlled his own life, but he had never really wanted to do anything. He had just gone with the flow, but now…now he wanted to live.

Xander furrowed his eyebrows in thought.

"I could probably dip into my savings a bit. I've been saving a lot of money since," he hesitated, "since Anya."

The mention of Xander's ex-girlfriend didn't dim Harry's excitement at all, but Xander's words did make him thoughtful. Harry had money he just couldn't get to it, but was that really the case? Now, that he thought of it he hadn't actually tried to access his money in Gringotts. He had been far too busy to even think about trying.

"Xander…have you ever seen someone sell owls?"

Xander frowned at the strange question.

"I think so. On the east side of Sunnydale I think, but mostly demons live there so I kind of avoid it. Why?" he asked genuinely confused.

Harry grinned down at his boyfriend.

"Because I think I know how to get all the money we need."

-Time skip-

Xander had taken Harry to get an owl the next day. He was still perplexed as to why the green eyed boy needed it, but Harry refused to tell him. He would just look at Xander with a knowing smile on his face. Xander had pouted and pulled out the puppy eyes, but somehow Harry had developed an immunity to them. Harry wasn't going to breathe a word.

Harry POV

Harry couldn't stop smiling. He had just gotten his letter back from Gringotts. Apparently, they had been waiting for him to contact them. The wizarding world had been in a tizzy since he had left. They claimed that their 'savior' had abandoned them and some British wizards were fleeing the country.

Harry hadn't felt guilty especially after all the manipulations he had endured. The wizards needed to learn that they had to fight for themselves. Harry had faced Voldemort by himself countless times. He had fought for them, but no longer. They weren't Harry's responsibility. They had never been. It was time that they realized it themselves.

The revelation had made Harry feel lighter than ever. Nothing could compare to this feeling. He was free. Free free free. And now he could feel it. He could feel his freedom. Harry laughed out loud as he bounced into the kitchen. He flung open the spice cabinet and pulled out the needed herbs for the cleansing bath. He wanted to get the stench of the Hellmouth off of him before he left. Before they left.

The goblins had given him muggle debit cards and unlimited access to his vaults. They had sealed them tight since his disappearance no one not even Dumbledore could get to them. He and Xander would be able to go anywhere they wanted. They could fly around the world several times a week for the rest of their lives without making a dent in Harry's accounts. Their accounts. Harry planned on giving Xander access to them as well. He hadn't told Xander yet. In fact, Xander didn't know about the money that they had at their disposal, but he would know soon. Harry grabbed a handful of herbs not even caring about those he grabbed. They could all be used in the cleansing ritual.

He ran up the stairs excited for his new life to begin. He felt as if once he had the cleansing bath then everything would be perfect. Everything would fall into place.

Harry ran the bath as hot as he could stand it and sprinkled in the herbs. He stripped off his shirt hurriedly and tried to do the same with his pants, but they got stuck. He sat on the bathroom floor and cursed as the pair of jeans bunched around his ankles. He yanked and yanked, but they would not come free.

"Having problems?" Harry whipped his head around at the laughing voice of his boyfriend. Xander was leaning against the bathroom door and snickering at him. Harry pouted.

"Maybe…wanna help?" Xander finished snickering at Harry and helped his boyfriend in distress.

"Why didn't you just rip them?" he asked. Harry had the strength to after all.

"I like these pants."

"Oh."

Harry rolled his eyes at Xander and then pulled him down for a sound kiss after he was free from the clingy pants. Xander sucked his bottom lip before pulling away.

"I have something to give you." He said pulling back from temptation. The only thing Harry had on was his dark green boxers and Xander wanted nothing more than to strip them off and have his wicked way with his boyfriend. Harry wouldn't complain. He was insatiable.

Harry's eyes lit up.

"You have something for me?" he asked. Harry rarely ever got gifts. Xander nodded and leaned forward for a quick kiss. He dug into his pocket and pulled out a small box.

"Harry I realized two things last night. One was that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you and the other was that we heal very quickly."

'What?'

"I wanted to put my mark on you, but you kep t healing my hickeys so I got this instead."

Xander opened the box and Harry gasped at the sight of a silver bracelet. It was a simple bracelet. Silver, with curved lines etched into it. Green emeralds were placed to join each curved line. It was beautiful. Harry felt tears well up in his eyes.

Xander took it out of the box and showed Harry the words etched on the inside.

'Property of Xander Harris.'

Harry laughed and swatted Xander on the shoulder. He climbed into his boyfriend's lap and kissed him. He tried to pour all of his love into the kiss. He pulled back and they panted for breath.

"Property of Xander Harris? I thought I was my own person." he teased. Xander smiled back.

"Well, yeah, you are, but I really like to think of you as mine. Not that it doesn't make you an individual person or independent. Nope, nothing like that. I was also kind of hoping…" Xander trailed off nervously.

"What?" Harry asked curiously. Harry wasn't angry. He was more amused than anything. Harry realized that he had come a long way since he had been abandoned in Sunnydale. If he had not changed then this probably would have angered him or made him feel insecure. Now? Now, he was sure of himself as a person, as an individual. He knew he deserved respect and deserved to be treated better than some sort of slave. He also knew that Xander loved and respected him more than anyone.

"I was hoping that," Xander mumbled something and Harry frowned.

"I'm sorry. I didn't catch that." He leaned forward a bit.

"I was hoping that…I could get one too? I mean something like this that says I'm yours." Xander blushed.

Harry couldn't even describe the feelings that Xander evoked in him with such words. It was some sort of mix between joy, overwhelming love and possessiveness. He didn't say anything back. He just kissed him again leaving them both breathless. Apparently, that was a common occurrence now.

"That's a yes right?"

Harry just laughed and began stripping Xander of his clothes. He'd managed to get Xander down to his skivvies before Xander pulled away.

"What's wrong?"

Xander held out the bracelet. Harry smiled sheepishly. He had forgotten about it. When Xander slipped the bracelet on Harry knew that he would never forget about it again. A rush of magic caused him to gasp and the lights to flicker. He looked at Xander shocked.

"My wand." He said breathlessly.

"Huh?"

Harry laughed again and bounced in Xander's lap making him grunt.

"My wand! My wand! This feels just like my wand. Do you remember what we read in the book? All of my things are going to return to me. You just gave me back my wand Xander. I can do magic again!" Harry seemed to be overwhelmed with joy. Xander was only sort of sure of what he just did. It hadn't been done purposely, but he was complaining. Especially when Harry was so damn happy and staring at him with a mix of love and gratitude and growing lust.

Harry leaned over to whisper in Xander's ear.

"I think you should be rewarded."

Xander shivered in anticipation. Maybe he should buy Harry things more often?

AN. The bath of doom is coming up next. I meant for it to be in this chapter, but I decided that it could wait until the next. This story ran longer than I thought it would, but it's almost over. Please review! I only get one or two each chapter and it's kind of depressing.

I'm also considering a sequel and crossing this with blade. If not I'll probably just create an almost identical version of this story and cross it with blade. Xander and Hannibal as brothers. Let me know if you have any ideas!

Blade/Hannibal King

Xander/Harry/Drake