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Sanctuary	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 15607 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
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Sanctuary
Part 1
Harry Potter was hoping for an uneventful school year. His seventh year was supposed to be more concentrated towards the career that he would be pursuing. With the war over and the Dark Lord a memory, he could move on with his life. There were just a few hiccups that surfaced to his plan at a quiet school year. He found that he was annoyed easily. Over the years he had gotten used to people staring at him for various reasons, making fun of him for whatever reasons, his relatives, and girls. Girls most of all. Every single one of them were annoying, well except for Hermione of course. Every other girl threw themselves at him, tried to dose him with a myriad of love potions etc.
He was very aware that none of their tactics would work. He did not particularly like girls. He did not particularly like boys either. He just wanted one, always just one. And he was about to take revenge on every annoying person, into his own hands, if his hunch was correct. And he was going to have his peace and happy ending. The fire in silver eyes, had always intrigued him, and he was completely captivated. So, as Harry wandered down the cold stone hallway towards the Great Hall, his Slytherin side formulated a plan.
Ever since Draco's father had been moved out of the man's life, Draco came into his own. Though not truly evil or cruel, he did have a reputation. A reputation that would serve Harry's needs and desires perfectly.
Harry saw his quarry just ahead of him, and saw the dark alcove he needed as well. His purposeful strides got longer, and he passed his blond nemesis just in time to snag the boy's sleeve and pull him in deep. He stepped in front of Draco, so the blond would see his wand was not pointed for a fight. He openly cast a silencing charm and a disillusionment charm, before turning back to Draco. The blond was always a perfect specimen, tall, thin and enchanting.
Harry put his wand away, put up his hands and slowly walked over to Draco. He stood just a few feet away.
"Potter." Draco drawled.
Harry smiled then, "Draco."
Harry let the one word fall off his tongue as he savored each syllable and watched the blond for a reaction.
It was in the eyes, no other feature gave the blond away, only those eyes.
"I have a proposition for you." Harry said, dropping his voice to a deep whisper, as he edged closer to the blond, positioning himself just near the slytherin's ear.
"I'm listening." Draco said, his voice did not waver or break, it was still just as cold as ice.
Harry shivered, and then moved closer to Draco's ear, while keeping an eye on the blond's face.
"I want you to possess me." He watched the pupils grow till only a sliver of silver was left, "I know underneath the anger, the words, the blanket of never ending aggression, lies incredible passion. I never feel more alive, than I do when we tango." He let his hand trail down Draco's arm.
The blond breathed deeper.
"What's in this for you?" Draco asked, never doubt the manipulations of others.
"I get the prince I have always wanted." Harry whispered, "A passion I have dreamed of," He let his tongue come out to barely graze Draco's ear, "I want you, all of you... To possess all of me, and to make sure everyone knows it. And I need you to protect me from the outside world."
Draco shivered, there was barely any silver left in his eyes. He turned quickly, pressing the smaller man against the wall with his body, his leg shot through Harry's parted legs, and his hand grasped Harry's face hard. The thin pale fingers splayed against the side of Harry's face.
"I don't play games." Draco stated harshly.
Harry stared deep into those eyes, his body melted against Draco's.
"I want you, no games. I want the sappy happy ending with my prince charming. I am done saving people. I want you to save me." Harry sighed as he brought his arms up to wrap around Draco's neck, not minding the fingers biting into his face. He let his eyes go wide, and looked up under his dark lashes.
Draco groaned at the sight of a sweet Potter. Those eyes went straight to the heart he never thought he had. His fingers were burning where he touched Harry, and all his senses were screaming to believe the dark haired boy. So many years of underlying passion surfaced in these heated moments, and Draco had always wanted... no needed Potter. To have him, to be able to possess him... That was a heady drug inside his mind. His fingers lightened their grip and he gave in and took the lips harshly at first, and Harry's melted body just made him want to sigh. Draco traced Harry's lips with his tongue gently and nearly drowned in a deep moan as his tongue was met and allowed entry into the hottest mouth he had ever encountered.
Harry would have smiled at his success if he could think. Who knew, that the passion he thought was below all that vitriol, could do this. He only imagined sweet soft pleasure, not something so earth shattering that his knees buckled and the wall and Draco were the only thing holding his limp body up. Their tongues met in soft enticing sweeps, and his groin was the only ridged thing on his body. The fingers on his face feathered back and forth, before leaving to have strong arms grasp him around his waist. His arms never left Draco's neck, clasped in such a way that he could not break them.
Draco broke away to breathe. His heart was pounding, his body alight with more feeling than he had ever felt. He looked at the flushed man in front of him and smiled a real smile at his Harry.
"Anything and everything, Harry. I want it all. Your heart, your fidelity, your body... As long as I have that, anything I have in my power to give is yours." Draco whispered against lips that quivered. He pressed in again, letting his tongue taste sweetness once again, stroking and sucking on the soft and timid tongue of Harry's. He could do this forever, it was such a rush.
Harry denied the blond nothing, letting go. He did not want to be the strong one anymore. When they broke apart once more Harry smiled up at Draco, his eyes bright through his dark lashes.
"How about some lunch and gossip?" Harry asked breathlessly.
Draco nodded, moving his hand up to lace his fingers with Harry's. He stepped back just a bit, letting Harry regain his balance. Harry used his free wand arm to cancel the spells and they walked hand in hand towards the Great Hall. Harry had eyes only for Draco as they entered. Draco led them to his table, and Harry did not even flinch. When they got to his seat at the end of the table, he looked down and only saw trust shining out of those piercing green eyes. His smile was for Harry alone.
When Draco looked away his eyes hardened and his lips thinned into a grim expression as he cast a glance around his table. Several slytherins were about to say something, but upon receiving that look they backed up, and made room. Draco made sure Harry was seated and comfortable, before he sat.
Harry was feeling like he was living a dream. He felt treasured, loved and cared for all at once. He knew he had made the right decision. He also knew that there would be a storm, before his world calmed as he wished. He would just trust his prince to slay the dragons for him. His arm was bumped just a bit from the other side and he jumped. Draco had felt him jump, put a soothing arm around him and whispered a stinging hex at the Slytherin next to Harry.
The girl squeaked and got up. She moved to the other end of the table. Harry looked up at Draco, who still wore a scowl. He lifted up just a bit to kiss the soft, perfect, pale cheek. The smoldering look he received was so worth it. Piercing grey eyes shot right to his groin and he moaned softly and scooted closer.
Harry was not prepared for what came next, but he could not turn it away. Draco's hand came up to his lips, filled with a slice of beef, gravy dripping off of it. He opened his mouth, and for the first time in seven years, savored his food. It was never something he paid attention to. Food was fuel, nothing more. He either had too much in Hogwarts or not enough at the Dursleys, never really savoring anything. Seeing the dripping meat between pale fingers was very sensual. He opened his mouth to take the food offered, and very gently licked each digit clean before chewing. Their eyes were locked on one another, oblivious to the din that was sounding around them. Oblivious to stares, screams, shouts and angry tirades. Draco reached for a sweeter item this time, a slice of pineapple. He held it to the soft lips and groaned as Harry's tongue darted out to encase the sweet and then lick his fingers. Harry's eyes were round, and sweet. The absolute trust, was an aphrodisiac. If only they had stumbled sooner on what they could be together.
"HARRY! JAMES! POTTER!" the shrill scream broke their attention, well Draco's anyway. Harry just savored his food, and dropped a hand to hold on to Draco's leg.
Draco stared at the red haired witch that was screeching and coming closer. His eyes narrowed to slits, and his wand hand was itching. His sideways glance told him that Harry had no intention of getting involved. A sardonic smile filled his face. This is what Harry had wanted. Harry needed to be saved from the world he had saved, and Draco was more than willing to apply his own form of pressure on anyone who so much as tried to make waves in his new found bliss.
"Weasley." Draco whispered in a harsh, almost silent, but ice cold tone. This particular tone had most of the slytherins close to her shifting to remove themselves from her vicinity. They all knew that tone was one that spoke of retribution.
"Malfoy what did you do to him? Harry... what has gotten into you... that is Malfoy!" Ginny screeched again.
Draco stood, letting his hand run under Harry's chin, lifting it to stare into deep emerald orbs, and briefly basked in the trusting green gaze before he turned to face the girl.
"Harry and I have an understanding. He is mine, and I take care of what is mine. He is here of his own free will, as am I. If you or anyone wishes to interfere with this, I am warning you now. DON'T." Draco's voice was loud enough for the entire hall to hear.
The teachers at the Head table seemed to completely ignore them, though a few askew glances told Draco they were aware. The Headmaster smiled into his cup, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips before returning to her conversation with Professor Sprout. Snape had a strange look on his face that made him look like he had swallowed a persimmon and was constipated at the same time. Draco's perceptive gaze, was quick allowing his gaze to not seem to waver from the girl in front of him.
She looked at Harry, who was just staring adoringly up at Draco like a sick puppy, then at the blond whose eyes seemed to dare her to do or say something wrong. She reached over the table to touch Harry's hand and found her hand blocked by a quickly cast shield charm, and looked to see vengeful fire in silver eyes. She huffed and turned on her heel. She would talk to Harry in the common room and figure this out... she kept love potion anti-dotes in her dorm, that was going to come in handy today.
There was a collective sigh across the Slytherin table as the shield dropped, and Draco sat down again. He wanted to focus on Harry, and was sure that his claim was enough to keep others away for now.
"Now where were we, baby." Draco crooned. With Harry he could be the sappy love struck man he felt like. He could enjoy falling in love, he could enjoy pampering and being pampered... Everything he had thought was out of his reach because of who he was. He could be himself with Harry and Malfoy with the world.
"How about we leave them, and eat alone." Harry asked, his eyes seemed to beam happiness into Draco's chest.
Harry was beyond soaring, he no longer had to deal with girl pests, and he did not have to worry anymore about life. He found his prince, and he would be taken care of and hopefully someday soon... loved.
~TBC - Please Rate and Review... I love hearing your thoughts good or bad... This is so out of my normal comfort zone working with the cannon characters, but I wanted something I could have a bit of fun with... So love your comments.
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