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WARNING: See first chapter.
“Speech”
‘Thoughts’
= = =
Chapter 10: The Ups and Downs of Learning
Harry arrived at home later that day with a huge smile was plastered on his face. He believed nothing could bring him down at that moment as he leaned against the wall by the door and sighed. Harry gave a little giggle as he thought about the kiss he and Draco shared. He sighed once again before taking off his shoes and walking upstairs with a large bag in his hand.
He was in such a high euphoria at the moment that he never even noticed his parents and sister sitting in the living room, watching a very radiant Harry walking by. Lily and Sammy shared a knowing look while James looked at his son with confusion. Just as the confused father was about to turn to his wife and daughter for an explanation, Sirius and Remus walked inside the living room from the kitchen.
“Was that Harry who just came in?” Remus asked as he walked into the living room.
“Yeah,” said James. “Hold on a second,” he added as he turned to Lily and Sammy. “What was that all about? I know you guys know so spill it.”
Lily and Sammy shared one last look before turning back to James. It was decided, without using any words, that Sammy would explain things to her father.
“It would seem, Daddy…,” she said, calling James by that child-given name to relax James some bit, “…that little Harry has found a new boyfriend.”
“Oh,” said James. “Who is it?”
“Draco Malfoy,” this time it was Lily who spoke.
James, Sirius and even Remus stood there in shock for several seconds before snapping out of their trance and speaking again.
“You have got to be joking,” Sirius finally laughed.
“There is no way that my son has a crush on a Malfoy,” said James.
“Are you sure?” Remus asked and both James and Sirius looked at Remus with disbelief in their eyes.
“Yes,” answered Sammy. “I’m sure.”
“How do you know that?” James asked as he started to get a little agitated.
“He told me,” Sammy said simply.
“Well, he could have been joking.”
Sammy shook her head. “He wasn’t. Yesterday, before school, he was a total wreck because he couldn’t find anything to wear for his date to Diggory Fair with Draco.”
“WHAT!” James yelled, his face as red as a tomato.
“James calm down,” said Lily.
“Is that why he wanted to go to the amusement park so badly?” Remus asked.
“Yes,” Sammy answered.
“Wait a minute, wait a minute. I thought Harry wanted to go to the amusement park because of Cedric.”
“Dad, don’t be silly. Harry wouldn’t go there just for the sake of seeing Cedric.”
“Why?”
Everyone was quiet as Lily and Sammy shared another look as if debating something.
“You know… That’s really starting to bug me,” James said as he looked between his wife and daughter, knowing they were deliberately keeping him in the dark about his son. “What do you guys know that we don’t?”
“Well Honey,” said Lily. “Remember how you thought Harry was depressed because Cedric moved away?” The red-headed woman asked. When her husband nodded, she continued. “Well… Harry wasn’t depressed because Cedric moved away. He was upset because of what Cedric tried to do.”
“And what did he try to do?” James asked, not liking where this was going.
“He tried to…” Lily hesitated.
“He tried to… What?” James asked as he got up off of the couch. “What happened?”
“He tried to … take advantage of Harry.”
“WHAT!” James and Sirius both yell.
“James, Sirius please-”
“No I will not calm down! That son-of-a-”
“James!” Lily yelled and James was quiet again.
“Why didn’t he ever tell me?” James asked frantically, speaking in a rush as he paced. “I would have never come here if I knew what happened.”
“He didn’t want to upset you,” Lily said in resignation.
“Upset!” James half yelled as he stopped pacing and turned to his wife. “Oh I’m not upset … oh no … I’m furious! You should have told me … both of you! How could you not tell me! How could he not tell me?”
“James calm down,” Lily soothed, though knew her husband would do no such thing.
“I’m going upstairs,” James said suddenly.
“No Dad,” said Sammy.
“No James,” said Lily at the same time. “I’ve already talked to him about this and he’s fine with it.”
“Hey where did Siri and Remy go?” Sammy suddenly asked suspiciously.
James and Lily turned around and saw that Sirius and Remus had vanished. Instantly knowing where the two had disappeared to, James bolted out of the living room and ran up the stairs, with Lily and Sammy close behind. When they reached Harry’s room, James opened the door and found a very angry Sirius, a very subdued Remus and a very embarrassed, red-faced Harry inside. When Harry saw his father, his face reddened even more.
“Is it true?” James asked. “Is it true what your mother and Sammy have been telling me.”
Harry slowly nodded and James was beyond fury.
“But it’s alright Dad,” said Harry. “Everything’s fine now.”
“FINE…” James yelled and Lily, Sammy and Harry all flinched. “EVERYTHING IS NOT FINE! HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME ABOUT THIS?”
“I knew how you’d react…,” Harry explained as he looked between his father and godfather, “…both you and Sirius.”
“But you still should have told me!” James insisted. “Do you think I would have come here had I known what Cedric had done?’
“No. But I told Mum and Sammy.”
“And you should have told me as well. Dammit Harry-”
“James calm down,” said Lily as she held onto her husband.
“And what about them telling me that you like Draco Malfoy?”
Harry averted his eyes from his father and his face reddened. James groaned.
“Why, Harry? Why?” James asked, almost pleadingly.
“I don’t know,” Harry shrugged, but then his eyes glazed over and he started smiling again.
“And what is that supposed to mean?” Sirius asked. “What did you two do over there?”
Harry hesitated for a second his face turned two shades darker.
“Nothing,” he finally said.
“Don’t lie to me, Harry,” warned James. “I don’t think I can take anymore lies.”
“We kind of … kissed,” Harry said.
A very big smile appeared on Harry’s face as he said this. His eyes sparkled with delight and a small giggle escaped from his lips before silence covered the room. If a pin had dropped at that moment, it would have sounded like an explosion.
“You … and he … ki … ki … ki…”
James, seeming to have a hard time getting the words out, was luckily saved the trouble of finishing his sentence.
“Kissed?” Sammy asked, smiling.
James and Sirius looked at Sammy, confused by her happy, even ecstatic, disposition. Harry nodded again as he continued to smile.
“I think we should leave,” said Lily, holding onto her husband’s arm as she tried to pull him out of the room.
For a moment, James didn’t move. Lily had to pull harder, and ended up having to drag her husband out of the room, before Remus ended up doing the same thing with Sirius. When the three men and Lily were out of the room, Sammy closed the door and walked up to Harry.
“So I guess this means he likes you,” smiled Sammy.
Harry sighed as he fell on his bed. Now that his dad and Sirius were gone, Harry could finally relax and enjoy the memories of Draco’s lips against his own.
“Sammy, it was amazing. It was way better than I ever thought it could be. It was so perfect. He gave me his shirt to wear,” he said, pulling on the blue T-shirt that he was still wearing.
“And what happened to your own T-shirt?” Sammy asked as her eyebrow arched.
= =
“If that bastard does anything to hurt Harry again…” James started saying as he paced around the living room, thinking about what Cedric had tried to do to his own son.
“James calm down,” said Lily for the millionth time.
“And I will not stand by and watch that Malfoy brat corrupt Harry!”
“James, please… if you keep acting like this, Harry will never talk to you about anything again.”
“If I so much as smell either of them again, they’re both dead boys!”
“Why do I even bother?” Lily asked herself, giving up on her husband and leaving him with his two best friends.
= =
“A party,” said an excited voice that had awoken up Harry the next morning. “Harry, get up. I have a great idea.”
This time, Harry recognized the voice of his sister and slowly opened his eyes.
“Sammy,” said a very sleepy Harry, “what are you babbling about?”
“I just thought of the perfect way to get your Gryffindor and Slytherin friends to get along with each other.”
“A party…?” Harry asked, still a little sleepy.
“Yes, and you can have it on Friday,” Sammy said excitedly.
“Isn’t that when your birthday is?”
“Well what do you know, so it is,” smiled Sammy. “I’ve already asked Mum and Dad and they said it would be okay if I had a little party for my birthday.”
“And you want to invite my friends?”
“Of course. But I wouldn’t tell them it’s my birthday or they’ll buy me something and it would seem like a birthday party instead of just a party.”
“But shouldn’t you be inviting your own friends instead of mine?” Harry asked curiously and a little bit suspiciously.
“Well I already think of your Gryffindor friends as my friends. Now remember, just because we won’t be telling anyone it’s my birthday, doesn’t me you can avoid giving me a present.”
Without another word, Sammy left Harry’s room and closed the door behind her. ‘She is so weird,’ Harry thought as he pulled away the covers. Just as his feet touched the floor his phone rang. Harry sighed and picked up the phone.
“Hullo,” he said a little sleepily.
“Hey,” a deep voice laughed, “did I wake you?”
Harry was suddenly fully awake at the sound of that familiar voice.
“Oh no, of course not,” said Harry.
Holding his hand to his face, Harry was unable to believe that he was talking on the phone with the boy he had just finished dreaming about.
“Good. Do you have any plans for today?” Draco asked.
“No. Not yet,” Harry said, hoping Draco would solve that problem very soon.
“Good. I’m coming over to pick you up.”
Harry froze.
“Wait, wait. You’re coming over here?” Harry asked hesitantly, the memory of his father’s words still floating in his head.
“Yes.”
“You don’t have to do that, you know? Why don’t you just bring your chauffeur over here and he’ll bring me to you?”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“Oh nothing’s wrong. Just don’t come over here when your chauffeur comes to pick me up.”
“Are you sure?” Draco asked with confusion apparent in his voice.
“Very.”
“If that’s what you want… Be ready when he comes to pick you up. I want to see you as soon as possible.”
“Okay,” Harry smiled.
“Okay, bye.”
“Bye,” said Harry before he hung up the phone.
Harry sat on his bed for a few seconds more, twiddling his fingers, before he stood up, rushed to his bedroom door and opened it.
“Sammy, come in here for a second,” he said, a hint of desperation in his voice.
To Harry, it felt like an eternity for Sammy to walk up the stairs, walk into his room and close the door behind her. And as soon as the door was closed, Harry grabbed her shoulders.
“You have got to help me,” he pleaded.
= =
“Good morning young Mister Potter,” greeted Draco’s butler as Harry stepped inside Malfoy Manor, “young Master Malfoy is waiting for you in his room.”
It didn’t take Harry long to reach his destination and Harry soon found himself standing in front of Draco’s bedroom door. However, every time Harry lifted up his hand to knock on the door, his heart would start pounding fiercely in his chest. He figured he should be used to this feeling, seeing as it happened every time he did anything involving one Draco Malfoy.
For example, it had taken Sammy forever to calm her brother down so she could find him something to wear.
“We’ll just have to buy you knew clothes,” she had concluded when she was going through Harry’s closet. “There’s nothing here but plain T-shirts,” she noticed.
It had taken her a while but she finally found something that was suitable for Harry to wear. She had ended up picking a very thin and loose white T-shirt that reached down to Harry’s waist, light blue jeans and a matching jacket.
Now that Harry was in front of Draco’s bedroom door, all he could do was let his hand rise and fall in front of that familiar door. Luckily, as he was about to knock on the door for the tenth time since he got there, the door was suddenly pulled opened and Draco, looking as if he were about to rush out of his room, froze. Harry felt like a bolt of lightning had hit him in the chest as he stared at Draco.
The blonde had decided not to gel his hair back, instead let it fall loosely over his face. He had on a tight black T-shirt and black jeans, both showing off his exquisite body. Before Harry could say anything, he was pulled inside the room with the door closing behind him. Strong arms then wrapped around his waist as he was kissed softly on the lips.
“What took you so long?” Draco asked as he pulled away, smiling at Harry.
Harry was able to smile back before his lips were once again claimed by Draco’s own. He soon became into the kiss that he vaguely even noticed himself being leaned up against the wall or the sound of the door being locked.
= =
‘This is so perfect,’ thought Draco as their kiss grew more intense. ‘This is so right, kissing Harry, tasting him, feeling his body up against mine. Is it wrong to want to do more … to have Harry completely and utterly to myself?’ Draco asked himself.
As these thoughts came to him, the blonde’s kisses trailed down Harry’s neck and his hand instinctively trailed up Harry’s shirt. Then Draco started sucking on the spot on Harry’s neck just below his ear, causing Harry to moan.
‘I have to stop now,’ Draco thought as his body started reacting to the sounds Harry was making.
‘But why stop now?’ Another voice in Draco’s head asked.
‘If I don’t stop myself now, I might not be able to stop myself later,’ the first voice explained.
‘You say that as if it’s a bad thing.’
‘It is since I actually want to get to know him more before I go any further with him.’
‘You never needed that with the others.’
‘With them it was just … meet … want … take … have … throw away. But I don’t want to throw Harry away like some piece of meat.’
‘Why the hell not…?’ The second voice asked, confused.
‘Because I think I’m in love with him, that’s why.’
At that moment, Draco decided to pull away from Harry. It was hard to tear his lips away from Harry’s tasty flesh but he knew he had to do it, though not before giving Harry’s neck one last bit, leaving a very noticeable hicky behind.
“I actually didn’t bring you here for this,” panted Draco, looking down at Harry as the blonde tried desperately to control his arousal.
Harry said nothing as he tried to recover his breath. Apparently, he was having the same problems as Draco, though the shorter boy’s wasn’t as pronounced.
“I thought it would be a good idea if I helped you with Professor Snape’s class today, seeing as we have a test tomorrow,” Draco laughed when he heard Harry groan. “You don’t like him, do you?”
Harry shook his head. “And he doesn’t like me either.”
“Then let’s not give him a reason to jump over the desks to try and choke you,” smiled Draco as he pulled Harry over to the desk. “Let’s start off with the periodic table since that’s what will be on the test,’ said Draco as Harry sat down on the chair.
For an hour Draco helped Harry with the periodic table, stopping every once and a while to give each other a kiss whenever Harry got an answer right when Draco tested him.
“What does Ca stand for?” Draco asked.
“Calcium,” answered Harry.
“Correct,” said Draco before giving Harry a quick kiss on the lips. “What is the symbol for silver?”
“Ag,” said Harry without hesitation.
“Correct,” said Draco and kissed Harry on the lips again. “What is the number for gold?”
“Professor Snape won’t ask us that,” Harry insisted, believing no one could be that meticulously cruel.
“Humor me,” Draco smirked.
Thinking for a while, Harry racked his brain for the answer.
“79?” The raven-haired boy asked uncertainly.
“Correct,” smiled Draco, kissing a smiling Harry again. “And what is element 29?”
“Copper,” smiled Harry, though it also had taken him a while.
“Absolutely correct,” smiled Draco.
This time instead of giving Harry a small kiss like before, Draco held on to the sides of Harry’s cheeks and leaned in for a long and passionate kiss. As their tongues met, Harry closed his eyes and sighed, his body quickly melting at the sensation. Then, all too soon, Draco pulled away.
“You know,” Harry started saying, his eyes slowly opening, “you’re a very good tutor.”
“Why thank you,” said Draco.
Smiling, the blonde leaned in for another, much longer kiss, this one leaving both boys gasping for air when they pulled apart. After that, Harry and Draco spent a long while in the blonde’s room. They sat on Draco’s couch, with Harry curled up in the blonde’s arms, and started talking about anything that didn’t involve science of Professor Snape. Soon, they were talking about their family, their hobbies and other such thing. During their conversation, Harry decided to mention the party he would be having on Friday at his house.
“And who do you plan on inviting?” Draco asked curiously as his arm rested on Harry’s waist.
“Well you of course,” answered Harry, his head resting on Draco chest as he sat between the blonde’s legs. “And I was hoping you could bring some of the other Slytherins as well.”
“What about the Gryffindors?” Draco asked suspiciously.
“They might be there as well…”
“I thought so,” Draco smirked. “Well I can tell you one thing; if the Gryffindors are coming, the Slytherins won’t.”
“Who said they had to know?” Harry smiled, hoping that his boyfriend would help him.
= =
At school Monday morning, Harry was pleased at how well he thought he had done on Professor Snape’s test. He was sure he would have failed if not for Draco and the blonde’s insight into the Professor’s warped mind. At lunch, Harry had told his Gryffindor friends about the party while Draco had informed the Slytherins. Both boys had agreed not to tell either group about the other group attending the party.
When lunch was over and it was time for Sirius’ class, Harry and Draco’s paintings were by far the best of the projects. Harry had decided to use ketchup and mustard - with a touch of maple syrup - to draw a phoenix. In the picture, the mythological bird appeared to be rising out of fire that arose from the bottom of the canvas. The phoenix’s head was held up high and its wings were spread out wide from one side of the canvas to the other as if it were ready to fly. (A/N: Just think of the cover of OOTP)
Draco had decided to use ketchup, mustard, maple syrup and baking powder to draw a large, black and silver, fire-breathing dragon. The dragon’s black wings with silver on the inside spread out from one side on the canvas to the other while its black and spiked tail twisted and turned behind it. Its head was also held up high, showing off its silver chest, as it breathed fire that disappeared into the top corner on the canvas.
Hermione was the only other person who did just as well. She had ended up making a collage mermaid out of spinach, collie flower, tomato and potato skin on blue construction paper. The only ones who didn’t do well at all were Crabbe and Goyle, who had no self-control at all and had ended up eating their project.
When school was over, Harry was driven to Malfoy Manor with Draco where they would study, snog, study and snog so more before Harry was finally driven back to his house. As Harry opened the door to his room, he found Remus sitting on the bed, waiting…
“Hey Remy,” smiled Harry.
“Hullo Harry,” said Remus. “Do you mind if we have a little talk?” Remus asked, patting the bed for Harry to sit down beside him.
“Sure. What do you want to talk to me about?” Harry asked, sitting down beside Remus.
“About sex…”
“I think I hear Mum calling me,” said Harry as he quickly got up from the bed, blushing crimson.
“Harry… There’s no one in the house but you and me,” said Remus and he grabbed on to Harry’s arm. “Come sit. We need to talk about this.”
“But that’s okay, really it is. It’s not like I’m going to…” Harry started saying and then blushed even more. “Can’t we talk about this some other time?”
“No Harry,” the red-faced boy’s surrogate godfather said firmly. “We need to talk about it now.”
Harry reluctantly sat down beside Remus as the golden-haired man told Harry everything needed to know about having sex. Obviously, the sex talk was about male on male relations, causing Harry to look anywhere but at Remus. By the time Remus finished, he asked Harry if there were any questions before finally leaving the room, leaving Harry alone with more of an understanding about what his first time with Draco would really be like. However, Harry was so embarrassed by their talk that he refused to leave his room even when his family finally came home.
= =
The rest of the week ended well with Harry occasionally blushing whenever he saw Draco, Remus or even Sirius. On Friday after school, instead of going over to the Malfoy Manor, Harry walked home with his Hermione and Ron. Once there, they all set things up for the party along with Sammy, Remus and Sirius.
When people started arriving, things seemed to be going better then Harry expected. Because of Harry, Draco and Ron had decided to hold back on some of the comments that they wanted to exchange. However, some of the other guessed weren’t so considerate. Seamus and Nott had a small bout that, in the end, had to be broken up by Harry, Draco and Tom. As another argument was about to brake out between Pansy and Hermione, Harry was pulled aside by a very cheerful Cedric.
“It’s nice to finally get some alone time with you, Harry,” smiled Cedric.
“Cedric, I don’t have time for this right now,” said Harry as he tried to walk away.
Before Harry could walk away, he was pulled into the washroom that was downstairs. Once Harry was inside, Cedric locked the door and leaned against it, blocking Harry from escaping.
“There,” said Cedric triumphantly, “now you have plenty of time.”
“Cedric I -”
“I need you Harry,” Cedric quickly said as he came closer to Harry. “You have no idea what it was like to lose you. I am truly sorry about what I did and I want us to start over.”
“Cedric it’s too late for us.”
“It’s never too late,” said Cedric as he took another step closer to Harry. “I know we can still work things out.”
“But I don’t want to work things out,” said Harry as he backed up against the sink. “What I want is for you to leave me alone.”
“I can’t Harry,” Cedric said as he wrapped his arms around the smaller boy’s waist. “I love you so much,” he said, leaning his head on Harry’s shoulder before breathing in. “You smell so good,” came his muffled voice.
“Cedric, stop it,” Harry said in warning, pushing his hands against Cedric’s chest as he tried to wiggle out of the stronger boy’s grasp.
“How can I, Harry,” Cedric half whined, lifting up his head to look into Harry’s hypnotizing eyes. “I can’t just ignore what I feel for you.”
“Try,” was Harry’s quick reply.
“It’s because of Draco isn’t it?” Cedric asked as he instinctively tightened his hold on Harry before realizing what he was doing and loosening his hold. “He’ll only end up hurting you.”
“You mean like you tried to?” Harry asked with narrowed eyes.
Shocked at Harry’s words, Cedric froze, loosening his grip on Harry completely and giving the green-eyed boy just enough time to quickly slip out of his ex’s arms and out of the washroom.
‘This is not how it was supposed to be,’ were Harry’s thoughts as the party progressed.
As the party continued, Harry realized that it wasn’t going to turn out as he had hopped. First off, instead of the two groups getting along, they constantly insulted each other. Secondly, there was the fact that Cedric turned up everywhere Harry went, usually where an argument had broken out (A/N: Hint, hint). A couple of hours into the party, Harry finally gave up on everything and sought out refuge in his room. Slumping down on his bed, Harry closed his eyes and plugged his ears, trying to shut out the new fight he heard coming from downstairs.
= =
‘He looks so beautiful when he’s asleep,’ Watcher thought, softly stroking Harry’s face before leaning down and kissing him lightly on the lips. ‘I can’t wait until we’re together. No on will be able to separate us then.’
= =
“Harry, there you are,” a familiar voice said.
After being taken out of his slumber, Harry opened his eyes and saw Draco kneeling down beside his bed.
“Are you all right?” the blonde asked as he softly caressed Harry’s cheek.
“No. Draco this is not what I wanted to happen,” said Harry glumly, though lean in towards Draco’s touch.
“I know. But you have to understand… Our two groups have been at each other’s throats for a very long time. A little party isn’t going to fix that.”
“I guess I should have known that,” said Harry as he ran his fingers through his hair.
“Harry, do you want me to give you something that will make you feel better?”
“Yes,” Harry said as he looked up at Draco, knowing the blonde would make him feel better.
At that, Draco leaned in and kissed Harry on the lips. Harry opened his mouth slightly, encouraging Draco to deepen the kiss and Draco responded eagerly. Soon, their tongues were caressing passionately. At some point during the kiss, Draco had climbed on top of Harry’s bed and had slipped his hand underneath Harry’s shirt, causing them both to moan into the kiss.
= =
‘Get your filthy hands off of my Harry,’ Watcher thought angrily as he watched Draco bringing Harry closer. ‘I’m supposed to be doing that to him, not you!’ Watcher’s mind screamed. ‘I’m the only one who can kiss him like that, taste him, caress him, and make him moan. Just thinking about it is making me hard,’ Watcher thought as he started unzipping his pants and caressing his already half-hard cock. ‘Do you see what you do to me, Harry?’
Watcher had to desperately try and hold back his moans as he pictured Harry underneath him, moaning with ecstasy. His hand increased its movement and his fingers were soon coated with his pre cum.
‘I need you Harry,’ he said as he was nearing his release. ‘I need you to take the place of my hand … to bring me to pleasure the way only you can.’
= =
“You guys do realize that I could easily have been Remus,” a new voice said.
Sammy frowned when she got no response, apparently unnoticed by the snogging teens and the unknown audience in the closet.
“Well, I just came to tell you that I think I’ve found my prince,” she said before leaving.
When the kiss finally ended, both boys smiled and stared into the other’s eyes.
“Was someone else in here?” Harry asked after a while.
“Yeah,” said Draco as he climbed off of the bed, “your sister. She said something about finding her prince.”
Harry laughed and sat up on his bed. Draco sat up behind Harry and started kissing him on the neck.
“I think we should go before Remy comes up here,” said Harry, even though he was leaning into Draco’s kisses.
“Yeah you’re right,” said Draco as he slipped his hand under Harry’s shirt again, “we should go.”
Harry brought his hand up and started running his fingers through Draco’s hair, bringing Draco closer as the blonde sucked on the sensitive spot on Harry’s neck. Draco’s hand started moving towards Harry’s chest when the door opened and Remus walked in, causing both boys to jump apart.
“You know Harry,” said Remus, trying to hide his amusement, “I could have easily been James.”
“Sorry,” said a very red-faced Harry as he almost ran out of his room with Draco close behind him.
As Draco was about to pass by Remus, the golden-haired man quickly held onto Draco’s shoulder.
“Do you mind if I have a word with you?” Remus asked as they left Harry’s room and closed the door.
= =
Oblivious of everything around him, Watcher was reaching his climax as he pictured Harry underneath him, screaming his name as he entered his beloved. Watcher growled as he came, thinking about how it would feel to be pumping himself in and out of Harry.
‘You will be mine Harry,’ Watcher thought as his seed spilled over his hand and down the inside on his pants, ‘even if I have to get rid of some of the competition to do it. You’re worth it Harry,’ he thought as he brought his fingers up to his lips, ‘more than worth it,’ he smiled before he started licking his fingers.
= = =
A/N: There was no way I was going to put the full talk between Harry and Remus in the story. This chapter kept bothering me for some reason, but I haven’t been able to put my finger on why though.
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