Top Harry Drabble: Harry/Spencer Reid

AN: In which Harry Potter works in Washington, D.C. to be close to his boyfriend, Spencer Reid, who works at the BAU in Virginia. (Harry/Reid, a/b/o, Criminal Minds)


Harry watched as the President of the Magical Congress continued to talk, something about the increasing danger of keeping their people safe from non magical people. His mind was off on her talk and half on the semicircle of people in front of her, noting who was nodding and who was slowly shaking their heads. He had no input on this one, was just here as an English ambassador but with the non magical American president still presiding over a war in Afghanistan, tensions were high.

There was a brief pause in the talk as Harry was drawn out of his thoughts to everyone staring at him. He raised an eyebrow and then finally the sound of a phone ringing made him jolt. His heart skipped a beat or two and his eyes widened at the narrowed eyes of everyone around him.

"Sorry," Harry muttered, standing up and walking out of the room. As soon as he stepped through the door, closing it behind him, he reached into his pocket and drew out his phone, answering it on the last ring. Only one person would be on the other end and he grinned. "Hey, Spencer."

"Harry, hey, hi, uh, I…" Spencer trailed off, his voice shaky even through the phone. "My heat…"

Harry's eyes widened and then he stiffened. "You want me to pick you up? Are you at the BAU?"

"I… Yes, please. I need you."

Harry closed his eyes, swore under his breath in what might not have been english. "Fuck. I'll be right there in just a minute. Hold on for me?"

"Hurry."

"Stay on the phone. Just need to send a patronus," Harry muttered, casting the spell wordlessly and watching as Prongs leapt into existence in front of him. The glowing deer whinnied eerily and waited for his message before galloping off to his team in another part of the building. "Okay, I'm on the way. Hold on."


Reid paced in the elevator lobby as he waited, his heart racing within his chest and heat flaring in his nerves. He could already feel his body making ready for the heat to come, slick slowly trailing down his thighs. He pressed his legs together and hoped that none of the team could see him. As soon as he heard the slight crack of apparition, he craned his head to look for the man and headed right to Harry as soon as he saw him.

"Spencer," Harry whispered, holding out his arms and embracing him, curling around him. "Sorry. I forgot. You ready to get out of here?"

"It's… not a problem," Reid murmured, burrowing into Harry's arms and pressing his nose to the bare skin between Harry's neck and shoulders, inhaling deeply. He sighed in relief at the smell, his body relaxing as warmth slithered through him. Harry always smelled like the ozone of an oncoming storm and lilies, the scent that usually made Reid relax almost immediately. "You're here."

"Yeah. You tell everyone that you're…"

"They knew," Reid said, feeling Harry's arms tighten around him even more.

"Of course. You up for- Yeah. Let's just get out of here," Harry muttered hoarsely, stroking his back through his shirt. Reid could feel Harry's cock through their jeans and his heart sped up at the hint of things to come. He closed his eyes automatically even as Harry disapparated them from the offices of the BAU.


They landed right in their living room and Reid immediately dropped his messenger bag on his desk, shucking off his shirt and pants. Harry drew off his shirt and drew him in for a kiss, hot and wet and Reid moaned into it, trying to get as close to Harry as he could. Harry grinned and slid his tongue out, into his mouth, as his hands traced his bare chest.

"You take your pill?" Harry whispered, his eyes wide with arousal even as he ducked down to press a sucking kiss into Reid's neck.

"Ahhh, yeah. Harry."

"I've got you," Harry returned quietly, his green eyes going dark as he slid his arms around him and picked him up with not a lot of effort. Reid yelped and leaned into Harry as he walked them both into the bedroom, curling his arms around Harry's neck. One of Harry's hands made its' way to Reid's waist as they walked, trailing not so soothing circles into his skin as they stopped at the bed.

Sweat dropped down his back and slick dribbled down his inner thighs as Harry lowered him gently down to the mattress. Reid gasped out as Harry leaned down over him to stroke his cock, once, twice, and then he came, his toes curling, his heart racing.

Reid groaned and wrapped his arms around Harry, trying to pull him down, to get more friction, to get relief from the heat. Harry let out a strangled moan as Reid deepened the kiss, squirming around on the bed.


Harry looked down at the man underneath him, the man who had drawn his interest from the first that they had run into each other. Reid looked incredible, splayed out on the bed, sweaty and needy. His cock was hard still and Harry dropped down, placed a hand on Reid's chest, and swallowed him in one try. Reid jolted up, whining low in his throat, and Harry pressed down, sucking him down and tonguing the head. It didn't take a lot for Reid to come, his brown eyes wide and his mouth wide open, his breathing shallow.

Harry grinned as he slid off, reaching down to undo his own pants and slipping them off. He stepped up onto the bed as soon as he took his shoes off, pressing a kiss to Reid's waist, licked a path up to a nipple and laved at it. Reid whimpered and grasped at Harry's shoulder, pulling him in closer as he squirmed around on the bed.


Reid whined, his body on fire and pleasure slithering through him like one of Harry's snakes. "Just fuck me already!"

"But you're so beautiful like this," Harry murmured, his lips twitching up into a small heated, grin. His voice was hoarse with desire as he nipped and licked a path up Reid's neck, pressing into him for a kiss. "Mine."

Reid groaned into the kiss, melting into the mattress underneath him. "Yours alpha. I'm yours."

Harry's eyes flashed and he dipped down to press a finger into him. Reid bucked down onto the finger, whined low in his throat, hoping that Harry would get on with it and fuck him already! Harry rolled his eyes in amusement and slipped another finger into him, curling them enough to hit that spot.

Reid watched as Harry brought a finger up to his mouth, a finger that was covered in Reid's slick, and tasted it, swiping some off with his tongue. Reid whimpered at the sight.

"You taste wonderful," Harry whispered, leaning down to kiss him again, a hand moving into Reid's brown hair.

Reid moaned loudly, past the point of caring, as pleasure jolted through him. "Alpha."

Harry blinked, his eyes darkening even more at the word and added another finger, stretching him and stroking his hole before withdrawing. Reid wrapped his arms around Harry, digging into the other man's back, tried to get him to fill him up. Harry looked at him, his eyes narrowing and leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead, his clean hand carding through his hair.

Reid blinked through heat-haze, watched as Harry smiled softly and then slid right into him. Reid yelled out, bucked up and Harry pressed a kiss to his mouth, swallowing up his moans even as he slid all the way in, hitting that spot again. Reid came again, his nerves on edge as he heard the wet squelch of sound fill the room. He shuddered, trembling on the bed as Harry withdrew an inch and then slid back in hard, flesh hitting flesh.

He felt so full, surrounded by Harry, as he sank deeper onto the cock inside him and Harry groaned, closing his eyes and coming. Harry's cock grew in size inside him and Reid groaned, his eyes already drooping closed in satisfaction.


There were fingers carding through his hair when he woke up and he arched into them, the pleasurable tingling feeling running roughshod through him. He felt Harry's other arm tighten around him at the motion and the other hand started to pull away only for Reid to whine.

"Hey, Spencer," Harry whispered, amusement in his voice as he continued to card his fingers through his hair. "You seemed more… intense this heat."

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No! No, it's just you were gorgeous," Harry offered, peering into his eyes. "I know this is only our second heat together so…"

"Studies show that most people with intense heats usually don't have long durations," Reid said, looking at Harry intently as he felt his cheeks redden. "In fact, your magic could have heightened it. I… don't know a lot about wizards though."

Harry grinned. "I'll get you some books to read. You and Hermione could probably have a long discussion about it."


"Reid?"

"No, it's Garcia? His coworker?"

Harry blinked, his eyes narrowing and his heart skipped a beat. "He mentioned you, yeah. What's wrong?"

"He's been kidnapped," Garcia said, her voice quiet and shaky. Somehow Harry thought that she didn't usually sound like that but then her words caught up to him.

The window blinds in the room around him shook and the water in the pot on the stove bubbled. Harry took a deep breath, breathing out, and counted to three. The night sky darkened his windows and the trees outside swayed, almost whistling. "Kidnapped?"

"We're in Georgia. Tobias Hankel, our current unsub, kidnapped Reid. The rest of the team is on the way to find him right now."

Harry let out a low growl almost unconsciously, reached out a hand as his broom flew right to him. "Let them know I'm the way. I know I haven't met any of you yet but…"

"Reid told me about you," Garcia replied over the phone. "I figured you should be called."

"How'd you get my number?"

"Nothing's hidden on the internet."

Harry shrugged. "Alright. I'll take your word for it. Where in Georgia are they?"


The trees swayed underneath him as he flew over rural Georgia, speeding under the night sky as he headed towards where the BAU was. Thirty minutes south of Atlanta, Georgia. Rural Georgia. He'd never been south of New York and never would have had Georgia on his radar of places to go. No magical community.

He passed the main highway and continued on turning left at the sign for the small motel, picked up speed as he saw the black SUV's. He followed the vehicles from above, made sure his cloaking spells were still activated and flew on, the wind whipping against his quidditch goggles.


Harry slowed as the cars below them did, over a small cemetery and cabin, and slowly floated downward. He maneuvered himself so he would land behind a tree, landed and shrunk his broomstick so that he could tuck it in a pocket. He uncloaked himself as the rest of the BAU was getting out of their cars and then shifted shape between one step and the next, circling the cabin and inhaling deeply.

He was thankful enough that his animagus form was a dark colored animal, even more grateful that it was easy to not make much noise. His claws sunk into the dirt easily, providing him with more traction than just two legs would and searched for any sign of Spencer Reid.

The man always smelled like books to him. Books, a slight hint of gun metal, and the bitter scent of anxiety and… There he was. He roared and took off at a run, hearing the startled yells of Reid's teammates as they ran outside the cabin. Each had a gun in their hands and each immediately zeroed in on him as he ran through the cemetery, flexing his claws in the dirt.

He couldn't stop the low growl in his throat at the sight that met him, at the gunshot that echoed throughout the valley. Reid was kneeling before a body and Harry froze before shifting back onto two legs, raw magic pooling at his fingertips as he padded over. The moon shone down on them, illuminating the scene in front of him.

"Reid?"

"Reid!"

His team finally arrived at the scene and all of them took one look at him before running up to Reid. Harry followed, studying each member of the BAU. He had heard of the team from Spencer, enough to recognize each person.

Agent Aaron Hotchner. Agent Jason Gideon. Agent JJ Jareau. Agent Emily Prentiss. Agent Derek Morgan. Agent Hotchner walked right up to Reid and coaxed him up, steadying him as he swayed on his feet. Harry watched as Reid turned in Agent Hotchner's arms, watched as the older man returned the hug briefly before handing Reid over to Agent Jareau.

Harry watched as Reid hugged Agent Jareau in return, a tighter hug than he had given Agent Hotchner. He took in the way that Reid was favoring his left leg and the dried blood on the left side of his face, his pale skin and reached into another pocket, made sure his kit was in it.

"You the man that Garcia warned us about?" Agent Hotchner questioned, walking up to him, his eyes narrowed.

"Yeah."

"Harry."

Harry's heart skipped a beat at Reid's voice, dry and hoarse, and hesitantly closed the distance, pulling him into his arms. Reid let out a loud sigh and burrowed into him, his shivering body making Harry shiver too.

"You're okay," Harry whispered, curling a hand around Reid's neck and tugging him even closer. He slipped his other arm around Reid's waist, steadying him even as Reid's shaking grew worse. "I got you."

"You're a panther?" Reid whispered, his voice muffled.

Harry grinned, tightened his arms and reached into another pocket to draw out a cloak.


"Yeah, I'm a panther," Harry whispered, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

Reid shivered in Harry's arms, took another deep breath as a thick cloak wrapped around him. He shuddered with the extra warmth and then deflated, feeling Harry tighten his arms to compensate for the extra weight. "You came."

"Garcia. She called. Let's get you out of here."

"I…" Reid trailed off, pulling back a little and looking into Harry's soft eyes and then turning to look back at Hankel. He could almost see the vials of Dilaudid in Hankel's pocket.

"Reid?"

Fingers cupped his chin, turned him to face Harry. His green eyes were searching Reid, looking for something.

"I have my kit with me," Harry offered, his eyes flashing with something indescribable. Maybe it was worry. Whatever it was, it reminded Reid of whenever Harry told him stories of the wizarding war.

"Alright."

Harry looked at him, raised an eyebrow. Reid nodded and burrowed even further against him, curling his arms around Harry's neck as the other man picked him up in a bridal carry, taking care with his leg. "Come on. Let's go home."