September 1, 1998
It was the first day of school, and as Harry Potter had seen the last six years upon coming to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, it was bustling with Hogwarts students of all years making sure they had everything and hurrying to get on the Hogwarts Express for another year. Harry didn't waste time, he knew the drill. Get checked in, and hand off his luggage to the person loading it. After that, he was able to board the train and move through the madness to find a compartment for the ride to the school.
The eighteen year old searched for a bit, but everything seemed full. Harry hadn't even found Hermione yet. He sighed and kept moving until he heard a familiar tone call out to him.
"Hey, Potter." Harry glanced to his left and found the person he knew the voice belonged to. Draco Malfoy.
"Hey, Malfoy." Harry hadn't seen him since the Death Eater trials, and Harry only saw him there because he spoke on behalf of all three Malfoys and Severus Snape. Narcissa was given a pardon because she lied to the Dark Lord about Harry being dead and once it was revealed Harry was still alive, she took her son, and her husband away from the battle until it was over. Harry found them sitting in the Great Hall after it was officially announced that the Dark Lord was gone for good.
Lucius and Draco weren't so lucky, but Harry's word did get them reduced sentences. Draco got one month, Lucius got six. That happened back in June, so Draco had gotten out in July. And Lucius would remain until basically the New Year in January. Severus was given a pardon too, and Harry was glad the man survived. He thought Severus would be dead, but after the battle when Harry went to collect his body, he was alive.
When the battle was over that day, May 2, 1998, Harry refused to allow Severus to be arrested until Madam Pomfrey cleared him to be moved. It took until the end of May for him to even wake up, then mid-June for him to be stable enough to be arrested. And Harry ensured that everyone knew Severus was always on the Light's side. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Severus were given Order of Merlin's, First Class for their efforts over the last year.
There had been a big memorial for those who died, and everything else was rebuilding. Hogwarts, their world. Everything needed to be fixed after Voldemort was finally gone and they were free from his reign for good. Harry mostly helped rebuild the school because he had the Elder Wand. And then when Severus recovered and was pardoned, his magic as the school's headmaster finished the rest of resetting the wards and boosting the core.
"What are you wandering around for?" Draco inquired.
"Trying to find a place to sit for the ride. Can't find Hermione, Ginny, or Luna." Harry shrugged.
"Well, come sit with us then. We have room." Pansy patted the seat beside her.
Harry blinked a few times. "Wait, really?" When did Slytherins become so accepting of the other three houses? Especially him?
"Yes, Potter. Now, come on." Draco rolled his eyes. "A lot of things have changed. We've seen what the world would be like with all the diversity and hate thanks to the Dark Lord. No one wants all that shit again."
Harry had to agree that the only thing that was good when Voldemort appeared to be winning was that so many of the elitist pure-blood families began to see what those who couldn't let go of small things like blood purity turned into. And what happened to them and the world. It was a pretty big eye opener.
"Thanks." Harry joined them in the compartment. "So, who is looking forward to another year at Hogwarts?" He inquired once he sat down and glanced at the others. It was Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Theodore Nott, who had also been pardoned despite taking the mark, but never fought until the final battle and in that, fought for the light. Then there was Blaise Zabini, and Vincent Crabbe.
"A good fifty returned. A lot of Muggleborns who were taken into hiding when the war started. Some half-bloods, and a few pure-bloods. The ones who didn't want their children recruited by either side to fight." Blaise stated.
"Makes sense." Harry shrugged.
"So, Potter…How was your summer without worrying about a Dark Lord trying to kill you?" Draco smirked.
"Surprisingly eventful," Harry smiled.
"Details." Pansy insisted.
"Uh, stayed with the Weasleys until the middle of June then got my own flat. Went to the bank to get things taken care of with my full inheritances. Hung out with some friends. That's about it. It seems uneventful, but for me…It was the best." Harry shrugged.
"Seems busy. Wait…You have multiple inheritances?" Theodore inquired with a raised brow.
"My godfather named me his heir before he died, so I got Potter and Black." Harry informed.
"Go you." Vincent stated.
The others began to talk about their summers too and Harry somewhat zoned out as he sat back and thought about the highlight of how his summer went. The details that he didn't divulge because they were private, but it was one of the best nights of Harry's entire life.
/Flashback/
August 29, 1998
It hadn't originally been Harry's plan to drink at a muggle club called Oblivion, but it's where he ended up after a horrid day. Armed with his wand, a fake ID, some muggle money and using his newly unblocked ability of being a Metamorphagus, Harry decided to have some fun that he'd never been afforded in the past. Drop his guard, get drunk and have a good time.
He appeared as a male in his mid to late twenties, medium brown hair with blue eyes and wore a green v-neck t-shirt, and black skinny jeans with a basic pair of black shoes. Even his glasses were glamored to be a different style than his normal ones. He didn't have any trouble getting into the club, and using his ability like this…He could enjoy a night where he was someone else. Not famous Harry Potter.
Harry got himself a drink and eventually made it to the dance floor. Plenty of partners to dance with, male and female because Harry didn't care. He was bisexual and had been since he was fourteen. When you share a dorm with four other guys, then see how some of the guys in the school dressed for the Yule Ball; Harry was certain he had a thing for guys and girls.
The time just ticked away, Harry was having an amazing time, and despite temptations to explore offers he was given; the teen said no. All the guys and girls who had tried just gave him a weird vibe. Who knew where the rest of the night would take him. Right now, Harry was enjoying a dance with some guy, he ended up bumping someone else back to back. Harry turned quickly to face the man.
"I'm sorry," Harry apologized.
"My apologies," The smooth tone replied. "I see the floor has become more crowded."
"Yeah, it's gotten busier and way louder in the last hour or so." Responded Harry calmly as he looked over the male before him. Dark brown hair and hazel eyes. More on the brown side with green flecks.
"Seems our partners' left us." The male informed. "Drink?" He motions to Harry's empty bottle of beer.
Harry flushed a bit, but it wasn't noticeable under the dimmed lighting. "Yes, please,"
The male gave a chuckle, but nothing that gave Harry an odd feeling, so he walked beside the man as they went to the bar. The man picked and paid for their drinks, then Harry and the man tapped the necks of their bottles and took a drink.
"First time in a club?" The man asked.
"Yeah." Harry nodded. "I've always been…Sheltered and craziness with school. Had been a rough day, figured this could help me unwind a bit." It was the best lie he could come up with on the fly.
"Is it working?" The male wondered.
"It is actually." The teen nodded. "What about you? Do this often?"
"Similarly to you, very busy and didn't have a lot of time to just go out. My colleagues are always telling me to get out and have some fun now that things have slowed with work. So far, I'm enjoying it." The man admitted. He held his hand out to Harry. "I'm Howard."
"Scott." Harry shook the man's hand. "Nice to meet you."
"You as well." Howard replied.
"Up for a dance?" Harry wondered.
"I think I can manage one or two more. I was getting ready to leave because I haven't found anyone remotely interesting or lively in the hour or so I've been here." Howard chuckled as they returned to the dance floor and started to move.
"Oh, and I've struck your interest?" Harry asked, moving in front of Howard, his back to the man's chest and moving just his hips against him.
"Indeed you have." Howard pressed against Harry, hands on his hips. "Not quite sure what it is, but I think I'd like to stick around to find out what spell you cast on me to make you this desirable." He whispered against the shell of Harry's ear.
Of course, Harry shivered with a smile. "I guess you will because I don't just divulge my secrets,"
"Good thing we have all night…" Howard replied.
"The club closes at 2 am. It's 12:45 am right now." Harry mentioned.
"I never said our night had to end just because the club closes…If you're interested." Howard hinted, still leaning in close.
"I think I can be persuaded," Harry blushed.
"And I can be very persuasive." He then pressed a kiss to Harry's cheek.
The two continued to dance together, drinking and talking between songs. By 1:30 am, the two were making out against the wall by the bathrooms; hot and heavy. Howard had Harry pressed up to it, hands on his hips while Harry's arms were up and around the man's neck. While pressed against Harry, hips were grinding into each other causing marvelous friction to their achingly hard erections.
Obscene moans filled the small hallways as Howard brought his hand down and between them to rub over Harry's hardness, which was strained against his jeans. It drew a moan from the teenager, heavy breathing as they finally broke their kiss. "Shall we take this evening somewhere more private?" He questioned against the other's neck, hot breath ticking the sensitive skin.
Harry was so turned on now that he leaned in and kissed the man fiercely before uttering "Yes…" nearly breathless.
Their making out didn't stop as Howard slipped into the restroom with Harry, then towards the back wall where there were some stalls. Harry's mind was fogged from the alcohol and the oh so wickedly delicious feeling of someone groping and rubbing in all the right places. A moan here, a nip there, an utterly filthy kiss while being hoisted up against the wall.
Harry wanted it all. He was more than ready to lose his virginity, especially to this man. This hot and sexy man who just clicked with him. The chemistry was simply amazing. The beat of the club vibrating through the walls and the thrill of getting caught added a much more tantalizing element to it.
Howard wasted no time in sliding the latch shut to lock the door and pressing Harry against one of the walls and hungrily capturing his lips again. Harry melted into the action, kissing back.
Their tongues danced as Howard was already moving his hands down to work Harry's belt open, then his button and zipper out of the way. Harry felt desire burning within him as he aided in shimmying his pants out of the way to free his cock. Howard was quick to wrap his hand over the length and stroke him. Harry moaned and his eyes tracked Howard's movements as the man was falling to his knees.
Holding Harry's cock in one hand, and Howard's other hand on Harry's hip, Howard brought the length into his mouth and began to suck with a few licks around the head. Harry's head fell back against the stall's wall, hands going into Howard's hair as he closed his eyes and let the pleasure fill him. Breathy moans escaped from his throat.
"Oh god…Fuck, that's good…" Harry moaned.
It didn't go on too long, he came back up and captured Harry's lips again as Harry was anxiously finagling with Howard's belt to get it unclasped and open. There was a deep chuckle from Howard at Harry's impatience, but it didn't deter the teenager from his task. Harry finally got the man's pants open and pushed out of the way so he could sink to his knees and wrap a hand around the man's length and then bring him into his mouth. Now, Harry had never done this before, but he read plenty of books on the matter of male on male sex. He hoped he was doing alright.
Judging by the sounds of Howard, Harry felt like his newness to oral sex was just fine. And Harry didn't have a gag reflex, so when he took Howard into the back of his throat without an issue, the man became quite vocal, holding Harry's head and thrusting his hips a little to fuck the mouth wrapped around him. Obviously, Harry minded his teeth and one of his hands was lightly stroking himself.
Howard lightly pulled Harry back as the teen looked up at the man. "If your mouth is that good, I can't wait to find out how your ass feels…"
Harry grinned, a hint of desire sparking in his eyes. "Why don't you come find out then?"
Harry was brought up to his feet and guided to turn around and bend forward. Harry's hands gripped the metal bar behind the toilet for support as he relaxed himself. There was only a momentary pause before he felt a hand run up his behind, massaging just a bit. A single, lubed digit began to probe his entrance. Harry sucked in a gasp at the feeling. It was new, and he knew to stay as relaxed as possible.
The finger massaged its way inside, moving around and then began to pump in and out. "A-Ah…" Harry moaned, bending a bit more which spread his ass cheeks apart.
"You're so hot and tight…" Howard moaned. The man brought his finger out and then re-inserted with two digits this time. Harry moved a bit, his back dipping inward. He wanted more. Howard began to move his fingers in and out, turning them upward, pressing on Harry's prostate which sent jolts of pleasure through the teen every time. His cock continued to twitch and leak at the tip.
The fingers worked expertly to loosen Harry's hole up, scissoring themselves to ensure the younger male was fully prepped. Harry continued to moan, moving his butt backwards to feel the pumping of Howard's fingers harder. "Are you ready for me?..."
"Yes…Please. I want it…I want your cock inside me. Now…" Harry pleaded. He was desperate, and definitely ready. All this build up and he wasn't going to back out after coming this far. This was it, he was losing his virginity to a stranger named Howard in a nightclub restroom stall.
A steadying hand on his hip and then he felt the cock about to enter him slapping over his hole. Harry whined with impatience. He was extremely aroused and needed relief. And then it came, Harry felt the pressure of that cock entering him at a good pace. Not too fast or slow and with the lube, it was an easy slide without resistance.
"Oh fuck!" Harry moaned.
"Alright?" Howard asked, bending over Harry's back to check on him. He was horny and wanted to fuck the boy, but he wasn't a monster who didn't check his partner.
"Perfect. You're big and it feels fucking great," Harry panted as he looked back at the man over his shoulder.
Getting the subtle all clear from 'Scott', Howard held the younger male's hips as he began to thrust. A few test ones that Harry responded loudly to, then Howard pushed on with a steady pace. Both breathing heavy and moans of pleasure escaping them.
It was amazing, and Harry was glad he did this. Howard fucked him with just the right amount of force, speed, and depth that had Harry practically screaming, but only the two of them could hear it since it was loud in the club. The music, others talking. Maybe people in the bathroom could hear it and minded their own business.
Howard eventually pulled his partner up so his back was to Howard's chest, then he turned his head so the two could resume making out and Howard's hand slipped down Harry's figure to grab hold of his cock and stroke it. Harry moaned against the man's lips. Their tongues danced before Howard pulled out and left Harry panting. "Come here…"
Harry turned around to face the man as he pressed Harry up against the stall wall again and tucked his hands under the teen's thighs, then picked him up with such ease. Harry got the message though, he got his legs around the man's waist and was eased down onto his cock again. Harry reached for the top of the stall wall while the man thrust upward into him.
"Oh god! Ah!" Harry moaned and he began to move to meet the thrusts. His cock was flush against Howard's stomach and each thrust caused it to rub and the feeling of pleasure only doubled. Both of them were breathing hard, sweating and making out. It felt like it had been going on for a while, but it had only been about twenty minutes since they started.
"Fuck, your ass perfect, Scott…" Howard moaned into Harry's neck. After five minutes, Howard kissed Harry again. "I want you to ride me. I want to see you ride my cock, and I want to be looking at your face when you cum…"
Harry let go of the stall and wrapped his arms around Howard's neck as the man stepped back and sat on the toilet with Harry in his lap. It took Harry a few adjustments to find something that let him move easily and then he began to rock his hips, riding the man's cock. Harry kept his hands on Howard's shoulders for balance and the older male held Harry's hips to help him move.
Howard brought a hand up around the back of Harry's neck to draw him in and share a kiss, then that hand lowered to Harry's length. The touch made Harry fall out of rhythm for a moment but only because he was so hard and wanted to cum. Howard now stroking him was only bringing that moment closer. Harry began to move faster, Howard's cock hit Harry's prostate with every movement.
"Mmm! Oh gods. Howard…Fuck…!" Harry moaned and yelled as it was coming to a crescendo. "Yessss, Yesss…Fuck YESSSSSSS!"
"Cum. Cum for me, handsome. I'll be right behind you…" Howard uttered as his hand traveled across Harry's chest.
It didn't take very long between the movements and Howard stroking his cock. Harry threw his head back, crying out as his orgasm wracked his body. His ass clenched up as he stopped moving, his release spurting from the tip of his cock onto their shirts and on Howard's hand.
Fuck, it had been so intense that Harry thought he was seeing stars. His eyes very nearly rolled back as his brain short circuited. His last brain cell was probably gone as he had just had what was probably the best first time ever. Hands held him close so he'd not hit his head on the tiles.
Howard groaned, unable to pull out when his very sexy partner tightened up. The older male bucked his hip in reaction to his own orgasm hitting as he came inside of Scott hard and fast, filling him up. Both of them were left trying to catch their breaths, Howard leaning forward on Harry's shoulder. "Fuck, that was great…" Harry said.
"Yeah, it was. One of the best fucks I've ever had." The man chuckled, and then it hit him what he did. "Shit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cum inside you without asking." Howard stated quickly, apologetically. Harry could tell he was sorry and hadn't meant it. They were just caught up in the moment.
"S'ok…" Harry told him. "It happens, no biggie. I feel like you're clean or you wouldn't have done this without protection with a stranger," The teen smiled.
"That's a fair point, but still…I typically ask if someone wants it in or out. I don't like to assume." Howard admitted.
Harry kissed him quiet. "It's fine, Howard. Really…" He paused, listening to the sounds increasing in the bathroom. "We should probably get cleaned up and out of here. Sounds like people are flocking to the bathrooms before the club closes."
Howard nodded as Harry dismounted from the man and they cleaned up with some toilet paper, then re-dressed themselves and left the stall to get back into the main part of the club.
"This has been a good time. Perhaps we'll run into one another again?" Howard hoped.
Harry really wished he could give the guy a definite because he'd love to do this again. But with Hogwarts being a boarding school, and Snape as Headmaster. Harry would never get away with sneaking out. "Maybe, you never know." Harry replied. It wasn't a yes or no, so there shouldn't be any hard feelings if they didn't see one another again.
"Well then, I shall hopefully see you again sometime, Scott." Howard smiled, holding out his hand.
"Hopefully. This has been great, and I wouldn't mind repeating it." Harry shook the man's hand, feeling something be pressed into his palm. Then Howard pulled his hand back first and walked away, disappearing into the sea of people.
Harry closed his hand over the paper, and then exited the club. He ducked into a dark alley and checked to make sure it was clear before he apparated home and right into the room he set up to be for portkey or apparition. But only for those he keyed into the wards. Everyone else had to floo, and only a select few had the address.
Once home, Harry pulled the paper out and saw the man's full name, 'Howard, from Oblivion', and a phone number! Harry headed to his room, setting the napkin in his desk, and then he headed right for the shower. It had been a great night out. He was able to go out without being recognized as himself, and he met a great guy who wanted to see him again. The problem was being able to get away from Hogwarts to see the guy. He wasn't worried about it right now.
Tomorrow, he had to pack and then the day after that, it was back to school for his final year.
/End Flashback/
"POTTER!" Blaise and Draco yelled, which forced Harry to open his eyes.
"Merlin's beard…What?" Harry asked.
"We asked if you knew how things were being done at the school this year for anyone returning?" Pansy giggled. "You totally spaced out."
"Sorry, I just didn't sleep well last night." Harry admitted. "Not much time has passed since the war ended and there were a lot of…Casualties."
"Yeah, we get that." Blaise nodded. "You should consider seeing a mind healer, Potter. I do. It'll help with getting past some of the things you either did or saw."
"I'll consider it." Harry replied. Maybe he should. "Oh, and no. I didn't hear anything regarding what they are doing with those returning." He said.
"Well, guess we'll find out when we get there." Vincent shrugged.
The others nodded. Harry laid his head on the window and closed his eyes again. It was going to be a long ride, a nap wouldn't hurt.
*~Author's Note: Well, hello my lovelies! I know, it's been a while since I've posted. Life got in the way, multiple writer blocks. However, I finally got a story done. Well, almost. It's got like four chapters left to write out. But, I promised that since you've all been waiting since like...Mid-September, when I posted the last chapter of Life Debt, for me to post something else...And I promised I'd get out the first chapter for New Year's 2025. I didn't want y'all to think I stopped writing. So, here we go. This story was written by me, and some editing assistance from Vala411. But the plot idea was a friend who goes by the name fluffypandan, I'm just the one who took the plot, with permission, and turned it into this story here called Always. So I hope you'll enjoy it! And don't worry! Even after this little thing is up, I've got about four other stories in progress, and two of them are just about complete as well! This will be cross-posted on Archive Of Our Own(AO3) too. Thanks for your continued loyalty and support. Will be posting a chapter at least once a week.
-Nightstar*~