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The Magic of Chocolate Cake	By : mauralee88 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4490 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Magic of Chocolate Cake
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Our story takes place after the defeat of Voldermort and the forces of dark. It is the winter after Hogwarts re-opened and while some things have remained the same, others are quite a bit different. Professor Snape refused to return as Headmaster, preferring to re-claim his potions lab, where he once again rules with an iron fist, sneer firmly in place. Professor McGonagall is now Headmistress, much to her chagrin. Sirius Black, having nothing better to do with his time, and other incentives which will be addresses shortly, became the DADA Professor.
The majority of last years Seventh Year students have returned to complete their education; most notably, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter. To the shock and consternation of many, these six students have become the best of friends, and are rarely found apart, at least during the day.
You see, it was during their sixth year that Draco, Blaise and Pansy determined they did not want to follow their parents and enter into service for Voldermort. They had come to realize that Voldermort was insane, and were he allowed to win the final battle, it would spell doom for all of Wizard kind. So, they approached Dumbledore and informed him of their desire to fight for the side of light. Dumbledore accepted, and placed them under his protection.
With Dumbledore's death, that protection fell to none other than our illustrious boy hero, Harry Potter. You don�t need to be a genius to realize that Harry was less than pleased when told that he was now responsible for protecting three of his most hated classmates; especially when he was informed that the three would be living with he and his friends at Number 12 Grimmwauld Place during school break. It�s a good thing Number 12 Grimmwauld Place was hidden from Muggles as more than one argument took place, and more than one hex was thrown. The first three weeks the six students lived together were not pleasant, no, not pleasant at all.
All that changed after the discovery of a bottle of Fire Whiskey and the departure of all of the adults, save Sirius Black. You see, Sirius was sick and tired of the fighting, so he cleverly locked the six students in the library with the bottle of whiskey. Being a smart wizard, he made sure to steal their wands first.
The first two hours were filled with the usual name calling and fighting. The next two hours were a bit quieter. By morning the six were much better acquainted with one another�..much better acquainted. When Sirius opened the door the next morning he was only slightly shocked to find Harry and Draco asleep together on the sofa. The fact that they were naked didn�t seem to bother him at all. The surprise was finding Blaise, Pansy and Ron in the same condition in front of the fire-place. Hermione was asleep on a wing chair, fully clothed, with a book in her lap. Sirius was not surprised by that; he thought that Hermione might be asexual and took it upon himself to find out�.personally�..through first hand experience.
Things in the house were much more pleasant after that night, though still just as loud. Apparently Ron is quiet vocal during sex and has a tendency to forget to invoke silencing wards on his bedroom. Sirius didn�t mind, as a matter of fact, he found the noise to be very �helpful� with his advances towards Hermione. By the end of the summer Hermione and Ron could have competed against one another for loudest sexual partner, if she had been as forgetful as Ron. As it happened, Sirius was the only one that had the pleasure of hearing her, and oh, how he loved to make her scream.
This brings us back to Hogwarts, and our six friends. All of whom now reside in the Gryffindor dormitories.
It was late, around 1:00 AM, and most of the students and Professors were in their beds asleep. Hermione had snuck out and was with Sirius in his quarters. Pansy, having realized that Blaise and Ron were in love, had moved on to Seamus Finnegan. The four were currently in the boys� dorm engaging in some very �adult� pursuits. Thankfully, Blaise had remembered to place a silencing charm around the bed they were using. Ron was loud, regardless of the ball-gag in his mouth.
That leaves Harry and Draco.
Has there been mention of last night�s dinner, or more specifically dessert? No? Tsk, tsk. The house elves served chocolate cake for dessert, but not just any chocolate cake. This was a four tier cake with three different types of chocolate filling, plus chocolate frosting. It was by all accounts, the ultimate chocolate confection.
As it turns out, Harry Potter loves chocolate. In large quantities it serves as an aphrodisiac for him. He was so overwhelmed with pleasure from the cake that he nearly came in his pants at the dinner table. This pleased Draco to no end, as when they returned to their dormitory Harry took him to bed and, to put it politely, screwed his brains out. The two, sated and exhausted, fell asleep in each others arms.
A few hours later Harry awoke with a craving. Well, to be accurate, he awoke with two cravings; more cake, and more Draco. Harry disentangled himself from Draco�s limbs, got dressed, grabbed his invisibility cloak and headed for the kitchen. He knew Dobby would be more than happy to give Master Harry a nice big piece of cake to take back to the dorm. Harry spent his trip to the kitchen fantasizing about eating the cake off of Draco�s pale chest. He wanted to smear icing on Draco, everywhere, and lick it off. He couldn�t wait to taste Draco�s chocolate covered cock. Harry realized he needed to stop thinking things like this or he wouldn�t be able to walk.
Harry was correct, Dobby was ecstatic to see him. Not only did he provide Harry with a slice of cake to eat on his walk back to the dorm, but he promised to bring an entire cake directly to Harry�s bed once Harry returned and summoned him.
Harry began the journey back to the dorm, happily consuming his cake while thinking of all the naughty things he was going to do to Draco. He was halfway back when he heard a noise coming from a stairway up ahead of him. It was a person, an angry person judging by the number of expletives being bandied about. A wicked grin graced his face when he recognized the voice. Harry quickly began to rethink his plans as he approached the owner of said angry voice.
Rounding the corner Harry found his beloved Draco. It appears Draco has encountered one of the castle�s many modifications. Draco, it seems, is quiet effectively stuck, his right ankle being shackled to the wall. The shackle was Snape�s idea. He was tired of students roaming the halls at night and not being punished, so he enchanted the most travelled stairways and hallways. Should a student travel down one of these enchanted areas after curfew, they would find themselves shackled to the wall, their wand would be transported to the Headmistresses� office, and an alert would sound in Snapes quarters. They were quite effectively trapped, with no means of escape.
Draco knew of the enchantment, but he was so caught up in his �mission� that he forgot, and as a result was now stuck. What was his mission you ask? Why, to get cake for Harry, of course. Despite the fact that he had been quiet thoroughly debauched three times already, Draco wanted more. He knew how the cake affected Harry, and that he would be the beneficiary of Harry's ardor. So, Draco decided to go to the kitchen to get cake.

When he awoke and found Harry gone, he assumed his lover was in the shower. He decided, on the spur of the moment, to go down to the kitchen and ask Dobby for a slice of cake. That is why our dear boy is wearing only his robes. He is naked as the day he was born underneath, and at the moment not enjoying the cold draught blowing over his nether region. His poor bits and pieces were scrunched up, trying to stay warm. That alone made Draco cranky.

So now we have a cranky, cold and nearly naked Draco, shackled to the wall. And a happy, chocolate eating, warm and invisible Harry. Any guesses as to what happens next? Lets find out, shall we?
Harry slowly approaches Draco. He casts a wandless spell, counteracting Snapes' entrapment. Harry is now able to enter the stairwell with no fear of being caught. He silently climbs the steps, getting closer and closer to Draco. Harry is excited, he loves seeing Draco bound, and he can�t wait to pin Draco to the wall and fuck him senseless.
�Harry? I know you�re there. I can smell the chocolate. Put the cake down and come get me out of this mess before Snape gets here.� Draco demands. He is glorious in his anger. His eyes flashing like molten silver. He seems to know exactly where Harry is, regardless of the fact that he can�t see him.
Harry chuckles, it is a dark laugh. �Why would I want to do that? I happen to like you just the way you are.�

"Harry, this isn't funny." Draco says, his voice firm. He scowls in Harry's direction, yet there is a spark if desire in his eyes.

Harry doesn't respond verbally. He walks closer to Draco, stopping just a foot away to place the now empty plate on the floor. Draco sees nothing but an empty corridor, until he hears the 'click' of china on stone, and suddenly sees the dish and fork.

"Harry! Get this off of me!" Draco demands.

Harry continues to remain silent, inching closer and closer to his target. Draco senses Harry's presence, but he's unsure of Harry's intent. Draco feels hands on his hips, pressing him in to the hard, cold, stone wall. He looks down and sees that from the waist down he is now invisible. He is about to question Harry when he feels his robes being opened and pushed aside.

"Harry! What are you....ungh!" Draco's protest is cut off as Harry's mouth engulfs his cock. Harry does not dither around. He is relentless, sucking and licking Draco to the point that Draco's knees begin to weaken. Harry once again demonstrates his skill in silent and wandless magic, he waves a hand and Draco is stuck to the wall, his arms firmly locked over his head. It is at this point that Harry really begins to work over Draco's cock. He leans back, removing Draco from his mouth. Draco is not pleased, and whimpers in protest. Harry grins and begins softly licking the tip of Dracos cock. Harry humms in pleasure as Draco's flavor mixes with the chocolate still on his tongue. Harry moves back in and takes Draco fully into his mouth, he stops only when his nose is pressed against Draco's pelvis. Then he swallows. Draco screams in pleasure. Thankfully Harry has already cast a privacy spell so no one can over hear them.

Harry continues to work Draco, sucking him in and laving Draco's hard, hot cock with his tongue. Draco, unable to move, is begging Harry for release.

"Oh Merlin, Harry...please....ugh...so good....oh, yeah....love your mouth, Harry...so good....need to cum...."

Harry casts a lubrication charm and begins teasing Draco. He begins by massaging Draco's balls, gently rolling them in his hand. Harry loves Draco's balls, the texture of the skin, the flavor, the feel of their weight in his hand. Draco is nearly incoherent at this point, he continues to beg Harry for release. Poor Draco. Harry is nowhere near done with him.

Harry's fingers began slowly circling Draco's tight hole. Harry leans back again, wrapping one hand around Draco's cock, sucking just the head into his mouth. He once again begins moving lower, setting a steady rhythm, he takes more of Draco into his mouth with each downward stroke. Harry's finger pushes inside Draco, matching the rhythm set by his mouth.

"Merlin! Harry! Oh....please....Harry...."

Harry adds a second, then third finger. His pace is relentless, mouth and fingers working nearly frantically to bring Draco to climax. Harry takes Draco deep one last time, swallowing around his cock. At the same time Harry's fingers drive in to Draco with ferocious force, twisting and stroking at just the right angle. Draco comes undone, filling Harry's mouth with stream after stream of hot cum. Harry continues sucking Draco, milking every sweet drop of cum from his poor overworked prick.

Harry stands, momentarily releasing Draco from his binding spell. Draco slumps forwards, falling in Harry's arms.

"Oh no, we're not done yet, Draco." Draco whimpers in response.

Harry points his wand at the shackle on Dracos ankle and forcefully says, "Relashio!" Sparks erupt from his wand and strike the shackle, causing it to release Draco. Harry drags the robe from Draco's body, leaving the young man naked. Draco, still recovering from Harry's 'attention', fails to notice. Harry throws the robe to the ground and transfigures it in to a large cushion. Harry, still covered by the invisibility cloak, pulls Draco forward, and pushes him towards the cushion.

"On your knees, Draco." Draco knows what is about to happen, he shivers in anticipation and quickly complies. Harry drapes the cloak over both of them and after an additional lubrication charm thrusts his hard cock in to Draco's hot, tight ass.

"Gods, Draco....so good...love the way you feel around me....yeah...you like that Draco....you like my cock pounding your ass? Come on Draco....tell me....tell me what you want."

"Ugh, Harry..yeah....fuck me Harry....fuck me....harder, Harry...please....fuck me harder!"

Harry wastes no time, he thrusts hard and fast, over and over again. The two young men move as one, pushing each other closer and closer to release. Harry leans forward, the change in angle allowing him to thrust even deeper. Harry backs off, just a little. His strokes becoming slower, but harder. The slap of flesh on flesh, and grunting breaths would have filled the air...had Harry's spell failed.

Harry pauses, pulling Draco's arms from the floor and bringing them back, so that Draco's arms are behind his back, bent at the elbow. Harry gripps Draco's arms at each elbow, pulling them so that Draco's back is arched, his head thrust upwards. Harry resumes his thrusts, increasing his pace. Harry thrust harder, and harder still, fucking Draco with near brutal force.

"Harry! Please....need to cum.....oh, Merlin....fuck....ugh....yeah......Harry!"

Harry loves hearing Draco fall apart. His lover is so cool, so calm, so logical. It is only during sex that Harry sees the true passion that lives in Draco Malfoy. Harry loves that passion. He loves building that passion, slow stroke by slow stroke, until Draco can't take any more. Then Harry pushes even harder, fucking Draco to the point of delirium on occasion. Tonight was aiming to be one of those occasions.

Harry thrust one last time, pushing both he and Draco over the edge before collapsing on Draco's back. Harry and Draco lay there for a moment, trying to catch their breath.

"Potter, remind me to serve you chocolate cake at least once a week." Draco mumbles.

Harry laughs, and kisses Draco gently, on the back.

"Come on, Malfoy. We need to get back to the dorm before Snape shows up."

Draco grumbles. "Did I not say that before you attacked me?"

"Prat. Come on, get up so I can change this cushion back so you have something to wear."

"Git. Tell me you're at least going to perform a cleaning charm on it! I refuse to wear cum stained robes back to the dorm."

Harry sighs, but performs the cleaning charm. Harry hands Draco his clean robes and grabs his invisibility cloak from the floor and his pants from across the hall and dresses. Harry isn't entirely sure how his pants ended up across the hall, he was just glad to see them. Harry and Draco, now dressed, begin the short trip back to the Gryffindor dorm. They had traveled not more then ten paces when an all too familiar voice was heard behind them.

"Mister Potter! You will kindly remove your refuse from my corridor."

Harry slowly turns to face Professor Snape. Snape is pointing a bony finger at the plate that once held chocolate cake. Harry can feel the blush on his face. He's thankful that Snape did not arrived a few minutes earlier as his invisibility cloak had fallen off, leaving he and Draco visible to the world.

"Sorry, Professor." Harry grabs the plate and moves to leave.

"Mister Potter."

Harry freezes, his eyes lock with Draco's. Both Harry and Draco fear the worst. Harry turns back and faces Snape.

"Yes, Professor?" Don't show fear, don't show fear. Harry keeps repeating over, and over again.

"Mister Potter, I find myself at a loss. You and Mr. Malfoy are clearly out after curfew. An offense that, at the very least warrants a weeks detention. Would you not agree?"

Harry refuses to hang his head, choosing instead to look Snape in the eyes. "Yes, Professor."

Snape's mouth twitches. Harry knows the man well enough to recognize it as a smile.

"Are you not at all curious as to why I have not called for just that, Mr. Potter?" Snape asks. Harry begins to feel a sense of dread. What could Snape be planning if detention isn't punishment enough?

"Yes, sir, a bit." Harry lies. He is dying inside with his need to know what Snape has planned for he and Draco.

"My problem, Mr. Potter, lies with what I just witnessed. You may have placed a silencing charm on the corridor, but once your cloak fell off, I saw everything." Snape leans forward, his breath hot on Harry's ear. "I saw every stroke, every thrust of your cock in Mr. Malfoy's sweet ass."

Harry shivers. Whether in excitement or revulsion remains up for debate.

"I am tempted, Mr. Potter, to add intercourse in public to your list of transgressions. That would buy you detention for the rest of the year, if not outright expulsion." Snape pauses, watching Harry's face for some trace of fear. Harry refuses to give him the satisfaction.

"Do what you must, Professor. Draco and I will survive." Harry says firmly.

Snape smiles again. He's prepared for this reaction from Harry. Snape would have been sorely disappointed with any other reaction. "Fear not, Mr. Potter. I'm going to keep your activities tonight a secret. It would do no good to see the reputation of the "Defeater of the Dark Lord" impugned."

Harry and Draco are tempted to relax, but knowing Snape as they did, they knew that he had something much worse in mind than public humiliation. Harry refuses to ask, if Snape wants him to know, Snape will have to tell him.

"My punishment, Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy.....my punishment is this. You will know that I hold this memory, and that I can, at any time access it and use it for my own pleasure. That, I think is punishment enough. Now go, get back to your dorm......and gentlemen....think of what I will be doing when I return to my quarters."

Snape spins on his heels and with his cloak billowing behind him, stalks off down the corridor.

Harry and Draco slowly walk to their dorm. Neither young man speaks, not until they are comfortably ensconced in their bed with the curtains drawn, and their silencing charm in place.

Draco turns and faces Harry. "Harry, I have to ask....." Draco pauses, his eyes searching Harry's. "Are you as turned on by the thought of Snape watching us as I am?"

Harry grabs Draco and kisses him forcefully. "Oh Merlin, yes!"

Draco smiles. "Do you think, maybe next time, we can fuck in his potions lab?"

Harry laughs. "That's a bloody brilliant idea. The potions lab it is."

And there ends our tale of Draco and Harry and the magic of chocolate cake.

This story is complete.

A/N: Plot bunny from slowpoke15hi5: Draco gets his foot stuck in the stair and harry happens upon him while wearing the invisibility cloak. Harry has his fun w/ him. Prompts from tjbaby: Relashio (the spell), chocolate cake, summertime
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