It's My Life
Aside from Harry's outburst from grieving his godfather, and worrying about his father; the rest of the 1st had been pretty calm. The most shocking parts of the day were Harry's ultimatum to Severus about him remaining a spy to Voldemort, asking his father to choose; Harry or his job as a spy. Of course, Severus picked Harry. The other surprising part of the night was Severus making an unbreakable vow to Harry, that nothing would ever come between them again, promising he would never go back to Voldemort, or spying because Harry was the most important person in Severus's life.
In this vow, it had been made when Harry gave Severus the mark back. Harry didn't even realize their hands had been in the locked position for such. Severus explained later that Harry had asked him to promise and then Severus is actually the one who activated the vow by turning their hands sideways. The mark was still on Severus's arm because Harry needed time to work out how to disconnect it from Voldemort, then link it to himself and Severus as a line of communication.
It shouldn't be hard, but it was going to take some energy and Harry had been so upset since Sirius died that he wasn't up to trying things that night. Severus had said Harry could do it when he felt up to it. For the time being, Harry, after dinner that night, had snipped the threads that let Voldemort summon or hurt Severus. Right now, the mark was just a tattoo on Severus's arm.
Days had passed and Harry was trying to be out of his room more, but he never stayed too long because he had loads of research happening in his room. Harry still hadn't told anyone about what Dumbledore had told him because Harry was trying to find what the man meant. Pieces of Voldemort's soul were hidden around and needed to be destroyed in order to kill the dark lord. As manipulative as Albus had been; he actually gave Harry something worthwhile in the battle to use.
The part that had been inside Harry was gone; it was taken care of that day when Sirius died because Harry willingly allowed Voldemort to kill him. Harry recalled his time in limbo, or that's what he was calling it, how he saw that part of Voldemort dying. It was the soul piece that latched itself onto Harry all those years ago when the dark lord killed Harry's parents and tried to kill him. The problem in knowing all this was just that Harry didn't know what he was looking for.
Nothing he had in the Potter Library explained what magic was used to contain pieces of the soul, or even how you ended up with pieces of it. Harry had seen Sirius's soul once, in third year, and Harry knew dementors could suck the soul out. But how did you end up with pieces of it hidden away?
Maybe Lucius would know, or Severus. Harry felt like he might have to bring things up to them. Maybe Lucius had information from the Malfoy Library. Or Severus? The man had brought all his books from Spinner's End. Severus couldn't take the chance of Voldemort going there, so he'd officially moved everything to the manor and sold the home.
Severus said it meant nothing to him, so he was fine to let it go. Harry knew it was his father's childhood home, but hated it for the bad memories of his own abusive father. The only good memories of Cokeworth Severus had were of his time knowing Lily Evans, because they grew up in the same neighborhood. Right now, it was about 2:30 pm on the 5th of July. Harry was in his room, having finished reading through one of the books he thought could help and was wrong. Harry closed the book and sighed out with his head on the desk. There was knocking at his door and Harry lifted his head up some.
"Come in," Harry called.
The door opened to reveal Draco to Harry. "Hiding away again, huh?" His boyfriend smiled.
"Not really. I was trying to find something and having no luck." Harry replied.
Draco came over and rubbed Harry's shoulders, then bent down to place a kiss on Harry's cheek. "I'm sure you'll find whatever it is. I could help, if you tell me." Draco offered.
"Know anything about separating the soul and hiding the pieces?" Harry asked.
"Never even heard of it." Draco admitted. "Why do you need to know?"
"It's something Dumbledore said when he was sentenced. That Voldemort couldn't be killed until the pieces of his hidden soul are destroyed." Harry informed.
"Why would you believe anything Dumbledore says, Harry? He lied and controlled you for years…" Draco wondered.
"Because he was obsessed with me fulfilling that prophecy to destroy the dark lord. And he knew he was going to die, so I'd like to think he was telling the truth. He knew Voldemort was going to return years ago after my mother sacrificed herself and he was destroyed." Harry reminded. "Voldemort wasn't destroyed, just his body. He was not…Defeated, just weakened, for years, and had to live off other people until fourth year when Pettigrew used that weird potion to restore his body." He went on.
"Dumbledore, in all his plotting, must have been working out how the hell Voldemort survived all those years. Why was he not entirely destroyed…" Harry thought. "He told me the dark lord could not be killed as long as the pieces of his soul were still out there. As angry as I was at the man for his attempts to control me for years…He was not lying. It was in his eyes, the truth. So I need to find out whatever this soul separating thing is, how you hide a piece of your soul…"
"Could talk to my father, or yours. They've been in Voldemort's ranks since their graduations from Hogwarts, it's possible they might know something." Draco suggested.
"I'm considering it. Research isn't getting me anywhere…I've read every book I could on anything to do with the soul, even in the dark magics. I've got nothing that explains this particular topic." Harry mentioned.
"Well…" Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, resting them on his shoulders and kissing the male's cheek, then back of his ear, and a final one on the neck. "How about you take a little break? Stress is just going to make you overlook things, baby." Draco remarked lightly.
"Everyone's gonna wonder where we are…" Harry told him.
"Mum is reading while father is working on some things. Your dad is brewing, and our friends have taken the day to visit their parents." Draco stated. "Everyone is quite occupied until dinner…We've got a few hours for just us…" He tempted. "Come on, Harry…It's been a while since we've spent time together. I miss you…"
Harry felt bad. He had been neglecting his boyfriend with everything going on. "I miss you too, and I'm sorry…Things have just been…" He paused to try and find the word.
"Hey, you don't have to explain, Harry. I know you've had a lot going on and I know how much rests on your shoulders. You just lost your godfather, the worry with Uncle Sev…All this with the dark lord. You don't have to tell me why you've been distant. I'm not doing all this for anything intimate…" Draco smiled. "I just want to be with you. We could lay on the bed, cuddle…Listen to music. If you're up for it, you could sing. I enjoy listening to you sing." He informed.
"It's not an excuse to neglect you, Dray." Harry told him. "But I do appreciate how understanding you're being about it. And that you're trying to help. Thank you," He turned his head to give Draco a light kiss on the lips.
"I try to be everything you need, but I suppose I compete with my godfather." Draco chuckled a bit.
"There's no competition, babe. I have all I need from my dad as a father, and same for you as my boyfriend. Trust me, there's different needs…Dad can't take care of some." Harry reminded as Draco blushed a little, understanding the reference Harry just made. "Come on, you're right…I could use a break. It's giving me a headache." Harry got up as Draco let go and then walked with Harry over to the bed where they both laid down and Draco cuddled up with his boyfriend. Harry had his arm around Draco's back, beginning to lightly run his fingers up and down the teen's shoulders and back.
"I've missed this…" Draco sighed out, closing his eyes.
"Me too," Harry replied lightly, closing his as well.
"Are you…Feeling better from last week?" Draco wondered. "I've never seen you get so worked up, though I do understand why. It was mentioned after you walked away that everything piled up, and you just couldn't hold it in anymore."
"I am better. I did let it fester, and I shouldn't have. Dad and I talked about that…He asked me not to do that again and mentioned that it was bordering on a temper tantrum." Harry stated. "He was right, I should have just pulled him aside…"
"Don't beat yourself up, Harry. You were deeply affected by Sirius's passing. I admitted to probably feeling the same way if Sev did for me what Sirius did for you. It was sudden, you couldn't say goodbye…And hard to witness. You reacted the same way anyone would have in that situation." Draco informed. "I just don't want you to ever feel like you're alone. It's okay to need some time to yourself, but don't hide away. Too much time alone is how those feelings sit."
"I know. Father explained the same. We discussed my reasons," Harry said. "But it's settled now. Most of my time in here has been researching what I told you about before."
"Well, remember that we want the murdering prat gone too, so we're all more than willing to help aid your quest in finding out the secret to why he doesn't just die." Draco looked up at his boyfriend now.
"I know." Harry nodded. "I just don't want too much of that information getting out. The wrong person could take it to Voldy. Or worse, end up in the paper. I need this quiet, until I make headway on what we're dealing with. Splitting the soul, that's gotta be on the darker magic spectrum. Something there that probably isn't much easily available on," He stated.
"That's why I suggested talking to your father, or mine. They may not know exactly, but they could have a direction to send you in." Draco remarked.
"I'll speak to them." Harry nodded. "Later, right now…I just want you." He adjusted his head to capture his boyfriend's lips.
"How much of me do you want…?" Draco asked after the kiss, a seductive gleam in his eyes.
"As much as I can get," Harry shifted to flip Draco down onto his back, claiming the blonde's lips once more.
The two quickly got into a heated kiss between them, making out not long after. Roaming hands pulled at clothing, neither caring where the articles ended up. "L-Lock the door…" Draco managed through the kiss. Harry accio'd his wand to him from the desk he'd been sitting at, then waved it at all the door entrances to his room.
Of course, Harry also put up the silencer spell. Hopefully, they wouldn't be interrupted because the hint would be obvious. The wand was tossed onto Harry's nightstand before he refocused his hands on his boyfriend's body, running his fingers along the smooth pale skin, and leaving a trail of kisses as he went. "Oh, Merlin, Harry…"
When both were stripped of their clothing, Harry's hand wrapped around Draco's semi-hard length and stroked him. The blonde moaned with Harry's touch, and Harry smiled before going back to kissing Draco's lips. Harry stroked his boyfriend to full hardness, and became hard on his own while pleasuring his lover; Draco made the cutest sounds. Harry slipped down the blonde's body, holding the cock still and licking around the tip before encasing his mouth over entirely.
"H-Harry!" Draco gasped. Harry went on sucking his boyfriend, and eventually, stroking him too. After five minutes, Draco was losing himself to the feeling. "I won't…Last long if you keep that…U-Up," The teen warned. Harry pulled off with a smile, swiping his tongue over the top as he finally stopped his ministrations. "Let me do you while I calm down?"
Harry nodded as he backed off his boyfriend's body, and laid down so Draco could crawl over him now, and pick up doing to Harry what the green-eyed boy had been doing to him. Harry always fully relaxed, arms behind his head and let Draco do whatever; the blonde seemed to enjoy doing this to him since Harry was top between them, Draco picked bottom after the first time that they had sex. Draco went on sucking Harry until the teenager gave the tap for him to stop because he was getting too close to releasing.
Draco pulled his mouth off with a dirty pop and Harry sat up and captured Draco's lips again. The two made out with Draco sitting in Harry's lap, their erect cocks sliding against one another lightly. Draco had his arms resting on Harry's shoulders, connected at the hands around the back of the black-haired teen's neck while Harry had his hands in Draco's hips. Eventually, Harry wrapped a hand around his boyfriend's back and lifted up to flip the boy down onto the bed again.
"Harry, please…" Draco begged, wanting more.
"Easy, love…" Harry whispered against his lips. "We have plenty of time." He moved his kisses along Draco's jawline to the ear, which he lightly nipped the lobe of, earning a whimper of need from Draco. Harry's breath ghosted over Draco's ear, leaving an enjoyable feeling of a dragging tongue to the blonde's neck, then Harry charged into assault the boy's neck with kisses.
Draco gripped Harry's arms tightly as his boyfriend peppered kisses to the crook where the neck and shoulder met, then Harry began to sick the space as Draco moaned out, turning his head to give Harry more access. Harry was absolutely leaving a hickey behind, and Draco didn't care.
While Draco was distracted by Harry's lips, the male moved his hand to between Draco's legs, giving the light touch signal for Draco to spread his legs more. The blonde did and felt Harry's lubricated fingers massaging his entrance. Draco knew that Harry had some lubrication spell he used wordlessly and without a wand and Draco didn't care because it worked either way. Harry lightly worked his fingers over the hole, then the rim before slipping his index finger inside slowly. Draco moaned out, bucking his hips a bit, Harry's signal to keep going and Draco wanted more. Harry pushed in fully and started pumping his finger steadily.
"Merlin…!" Draco cried out. "T-Two. Go to two, Harry…Please!" The blond pleaded, clearly desperate for more of the feeling. Harry brought his finger out, then pushed back in with two. Draco arched a bit off the bed, trying to spread himself open more.
"Do you want more, babe?" Harry asked.
"Yes…!" Draco demanded.
Harry kissed his boyfriend's lips lightly. "Flip over on your hands and knees," He withdrew his fingers as Draco leaned up a moment to give Harry another kiss, then rolled over to his hands and knees. Harry massaged the hole just a bit before inserting his two fingers once more. Draco moaned out in pleasure, doing it like this changed the feeling greatly, and Draco loved it. This was one of his favorite positions to be fingered or fucked in and Harry knew it, but they always finished with Draco on his back and Harry laying on him, or with Harry down and Draco riding him.
It was so they could make out and finish facing one another. It was just a personal choice and it always felt more meaningful to do such. Harry continued to pump his fingers in and out, Draco ended up lowering his upper half to spread his butt more by laying on his forearms. The teen bowed his head, trying to keep down his moaning. Yes, the silencer was up, but any of the adults wanting to know why the door was locked could counter it and overhear.
Draco told his parents, to be upfront, that he and Harry have had sex before. Just for the sake of not wanting to keep secrets and his parents were fine with it knowing that Severus had already spoken to Harry about intimacy. Severus, of course, knew too. The only thing both of them had been told was to mind the time and place it was done. In Harry's room, with a door locked, and going the step further to make sure no one overheard seemed alright to the teenagers.
"Harry…Want y-you…" Draco told him.
Harry leaned forward to give his boyfriend a kiss on the back of his shoulder, then he made sure he got more lube summoned and stroked it over his cock before pulling his fingers out and going back in with his length. Draco's back dipped inward at the feeling, but Harry didn't go super-fast, nor hard. Harry always pushed in at a slow pace, and once in fully and Draco adjusted, Harry would do whatever the teenager asked. Harry came flush with Draco's ass and the blonde sighed out at the feeling.
"M-Move…Please move, Harry…" Draco asked.
"Whatever you desire," Harry licked along Draco's ear, causing the boy to shiver with excitement. Harry held Draco's hips and began to thrust back and forth, he always started slow and picked up to steady.
Draco just moaned out with the feeling and Harry would too. The two did what they always did, kept on with the way they started and then would bounce around to different positions so as not to cum right away. The time just sort of ticked away for them, and they didn't even realize it until the end when Harry felt the wards shift of people returning to the manor.
Which meant their friends were back from seeing their parents and would probably want to come see them because the Malfoy parents or Severus would tell them Draco came upstairs to see Harry and neither have been back down yet. Or maybe the adults knew what was going on and were going to ensure the friends didn't get any ideas, Harry and Draco had no idea if their friends knew they were having sex.
The time was now 3:50 pm as Draco was on his back and Harry laying on him as they made out while both reaching their climaxes at the same time.
"H-Harry!" Draco cried out, arching up into Harry, which only sent the green-eyed teenager over the edge.
"Draco…!" Harry moaned, thrusting into his lover one more time and releasing.
The orgasms rushed through them, hitting like waves crashing to shore on a beach. Both stiffened for a moment, then relaxed where they were. Neither moved right away, they never did. When the pleasure high came down a bit, they'd adjust and Harry would pull out. For right now, it was too good to move. Harry and Draco kissed one another, enjoying the feeling as it slowly faded down, but the effects would stay for several hours after the fact.
Harry pushed up and pulled out and then he cast a cleaning charm over them both before laying down beside his boyfriend. After a few more moments, they both got dressed and cuddled up together under the light blanket on Harry's bed. Sharing another kiss between them, the fatigue and relaxation hit them hard from their activities and both of them drifted off to sleep.