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Magic Moments
By Phoenix
Harry was bored. They had just left him down there. The still young wizard had been walking back to the Dursley's from a nearby store when it had happened. Dudley had been taken off his diet that summer and they had run out of treats for him. It was late in the day and neither Aunt Petunia nor Uncle Vernon wanted to go out. Not even for their precious Dudley. So they had given Harry enough pounds to buy their Duddykins' sweets. Vernon had lectured with his fists just what would happen if Harry used the money for anything other then what he was suppose to get.
And so Harry found himself with a bag in one arm and a hand in his pocket walking back to Privet Drive when a large black unmarked van drove up and stopped at the curb beside Harry. A few men had jumped out of the van and grabbed Harry. The bag of sweets fell forgotten from his arms as he was roughly pulled and pushed into the van. And all Harry could think was, I didn't know I had made myself an enemy of the Mafia. Do we even have a Mafia in England?
Harry didn't remember much of the ride. He surmised his captures must have knocked him unconscious. He awoke in a dungeon cell, his wrists meeting his shoulders where they were shackled to the wall. For the hours Harry had been in that windowless cell, not one of his kidnappers had entered and spoken to him. Harry wasn't just bored, he was highly disappointed. No one told him that he would die. That he would slowly be tortured to death for any information he might be able to give about the "light side'. But this? This was just all so boring.
In fact, when he was thinking about how boring it all was, the cell door opened and Draco Malfoy walked in. Harry stared. Maybe he had expected a Malfoy, but that Malfoy would have been Lucius, not Draco. He surveyed his archenemy with a bit of apprehension. Was he a Death Eater now? As Harry stared he started to fidget. All Malfoy was doing was standing there. He had a queer expression on his face as he gazed onto the chained boy that Harry couldn't decipher.
Malfoy started forward so suddenly that Harry flinched back. The blonde Slytherin smirked and Harry fumed. Arrogant prick. I was startled, that's all. It's not because I'm afraid of you, you tit. In fact, he started to say his thoughts aloud when he suddenly found cold lips covering his own. Harry froze in shock. Malfoy's hands settled themselves on the smaller boy's hips while his mouth moved viciously attacked Harry's. Pulling the raven-haired boy closer against Malfoy's own body, Harry could now feel the evidence of the other boy's desire.
Oh"
OH!
A desire for him! That lone thought was enough for Harry to re-collect his brain. He jerked his head back and was awarded with a sharp pain to his skull from banging it against the stonewall. But Harry didn't feel the pain. He didn't care. All he could do was look at Malfoy. His own eyes were wide and had a somewhat fearful look as they gazed at Malfoy's lust filled silver orbs. Malfoy's hands were still at his hips and Harry fell from his stupor.
"Just what the hell do you think you were doing!" Harry screamed hysterically. He felt as though he were losing his mind. And it didn't help that his own erection was pressed tightly against' Malfoy's. Damn hormones! Maybe if it were Ron he could deal with it. Harry shuddered. Then again, Malfoy wasn't that bad. Stop it!
"I thought I was kissing you," Malfoy drawled out, "But if you hadn't noticed, I'll have to try harder next time."
"Next time! There won't be a next time!"
Malfoy grinned wickedly and Harry wanted so badly to hurt him. The other boy's hands glided slowly over his body to the front of his shirt and started unbuttoning it. Harry's eyes became even wider.
"If you think that—that we—ohh—we're not—ohh, stop—Malfoy""
Malfoy gently suckled each of Harry's nipples until they became rock hard peaks. Harry's breaths were becoming quicker as Malfoy licked his way down to Harry's navel. There goes my fragile innocence.
"Malfoy," Harry gasped, "You're taking advantage of me."
"How so?"
"Gee, let me think; I'm chained to a dungeon wall and there is nothing stopping you from having your wicked way with me."
"Hmm, true. Thank you for pointing that out."
Harry cried out, "Did you just unzip my trousers with your teeth?"
"Well, look at that, it seems I did," Draco smirked, though Harry could not see him.
"Oh for—Ah!"
With aching hunger on both sides, Malfoy took the whole length of Harry into his mouth. Harry moaned and thrashed against the wall. Malfoy's tongue worked itself up and down Harry's throbbing shaft, moving fast and then painfully slow. Over and over again. Harry was on fire. He started to see spots in front of his eyes as he cried out, "Draco!"
Harry came swiftly into Malfoy's mouth and sagged forward, his legs too weak to support him. Malfoy swallowed Harry's seed and stood. He let Harry rest against him as he ran his fingers through the raven locks.
"It's only taking advantage when you don't want it," Draco said quietly, "And you did want it."
"Mmm, so I did," Harry hoisted himself up so he was no longer leaning into the warmth of Draco. Looking into Draco's eyes what he saw surprised him. What he saw was tenderness there as Draco lost himself in the emerald ocean. And something more, as well.
"Put your legs around me," Draco commanded softly. Harry froze and backed away as far as he could go. Which actually wasn't that far. His eyes were wide with fear an sho shook his head, "No."
Draco raised his eyebrow in surprise, "What?"
"No!" Harry cried, "I refuse to have my first time up against a wall in chains! I mean, really! Kinky, very kinky. Great blow job, too, but no!"
Draco had now both eyebrows raised high, meeting his hairline. He regarded the other boy incredulously,
"You're a virgin?"
"Of course I'm a bloody virgin!" Harry blushed, "Do you think I sleep with every girl I meet?"
Draco's mouth quirked upwards, "Well, perhaps not every girl—"
"Argh!"
Draco backed up and turned from Harry. The Gryffindor instantly felt at a loss when Draco walked to the cell door. Was Malfoy leaving? Dose this mean they weren't going to do - that? Harry frowned; I wouldn't have put up that much of a fight. Draco swiftly opened the door and stuck his head into the corridor. Harry's frown deepened. What the hell was he doing? Satisfied, Draco left the door open and walked back to Harry. The Gryffindor could only gaze on in bewilderment as Draco unlocked his chains. Harry's aching arms and wrists fell limply to his sides. It was a relief to be out of the rusted chains. Draco grinned and pulled Harry from the cell.
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The walls were lined with ancient tapestries and there was a large balcony on the right side of the room. But Harry didn't notice any of it. His focus was on the bed. It was a huge king sized four-poster bed with black satin sheets and an emerald cover.
"Welcome to my room," Draco's voice whispered in his ear. Harry shivered. Something like that should be against the law. Draco smiled secretly, as though he could read each and every one of Harry's thoughts. It all started gently. Draco slowly turned Harry around until the Gryffindor was looking up into his eyes. Draco then slowly removed all of Harry's clothing without looking away from the emerald eyes. Harry was breathing hard as Draco backed him onto the bed. Harry fell with an "oomph!' with Draco landing atop him, still fully clothed. Harry thought this to be extremely unfair and worked his hands up to remove Draco's robes.
"Get the damn things off," Harry said through a haze of lust.
Draco chuckled lightly and he was suddenly naked aligned perfectly with Harry's body. Harry blinked. He didn't remember shoving the robes off himself, nor did he remember Draco doing it. As Draco reached down and removed Harry's glasses, the boy blinked blearily up at him, "How did you do that?"
"Magic," Draco said simply. His fingertips moved over Harry's face, found their way to his hair to tangle in the silky strands. His silver gaze found and captured his. Harry saw the hunger so strong in him, so alive with a desperate need. And then Draco kissed him and he automatically opened his mouth to better accommodate the Slytherin.
Draco was everywhere. His hands were touching him intimately, exploring every inch of him. His mouth was utter magic, so Harry's world narrowed to pure feeling. He lifted his head to look at him. Harry's eyes were half closed gazing at him as intense as Draco. Draco didn't want to take his time. He wanted to ravish Harry hard and fast so the boy walked a fine line between pain and pleasure. Draco was never one to be patient. He also didn't want to hurt Harry. The other boy, however, ached to feel every bit of Draco in him. He wrapped his legs around the blonde boy and urged him to go forward.
"You sure?" Draco asked quietly.
"Yes," Harry answered just as softly. Harry's erection was pressed against their stomachs as Draco eased into the body beneath him. Inch by inch, he was so tight and hot; Draco was going up in flames. His hands caught Harry's hips as he was completely sheathed in him."
"Draco," Harry gasped. He automatically clenched his muscle at the intrusion, not realizing it was driving his lover mad.
Draco groaned, "Just relax."
The Slytherin. Waited a few moments for Harry to adjust to his size. And then he pulled out briefly and surged in again, making sure to hit the prostrate. Harry gasped, this time out of pleasure. Draco's body was moving into his in long stokes, each going deeper and harder than the last. Harry's body, so hot and tight, was velvet surrounding Draco. A fiery sheath that he buried himself in again and again. It was then that Harry realized they were both crying out and he groaned. He needed release.
Draco's mouth found his once again as he reached between them and took Harry's hard length in his hand.
He stroked even as his body continued to thrust into Harry. The raven-haired boy came just as Draco thrust one last time, cried out, and emptied himself into Harry. Draco collapsed on to his lover, still buried to the hilt. Both boys' breaths came in sharp gasps. Neither moved. Neither spoke.
"Draco! Potter's gone! I want you to--" Lucius Malfoy burst into his son's room and stopped dead as he locked eyes on the bed.
Draco weakly raised his head, still buried deep inside Harry, "Ah - father - yes - I knew I - should have - locked that door."
Lucius stared at them, gaping, "Well, bloody hell."
THE END
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