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Voldemort Goes Back To School	By : KisaraP Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 38062 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Voldemort Goes Back To School

Chapter 11

Thee PLAN:

Harry’s, Draco’s, and Voldemort’s POV:

“Draco, I fail to believe that you actually need my help in Transfiguration! You seem to do just fine in class,” the Dark Lord protested irritably. All he wanted to do was to get away from Draco. He just couldn’t understand it! The potion he was taking, probably overdosing on in fact, should have been working better than this! It was all he could do to try and keep his breath steady and the flush off his face so as not to give away his weakness to Draco.

“Uh…Professor McGonagall never liked me…she thinks I’m…a favorite of Professor Snape, and…they’ve been feuding for years over trying to win the House Cup. So, there are a few things I really need your help with that she just…purposely doesn’t help me with!” Draco protested. Of course, he was lying through his teeth. He really did do just fine in Transfiguration, and even if he didn’t, goody goody Professor McGonagall would never actually refuse him any help if he actually asked for it. But Evan didn’t know that. Draco bit his lip to hide his smirk.

“Fine, let’s just get this over with, and then go get dinner,” Voldemort replied, hoping that mentioning ‘dinner’ would provide him with a legitimate excuse to make this little ‘extra tutoring lesson’ short. Of course, he still wanted Draco as an ally while he was still trying to carry out his plans to kill Harry. Those plans had just been… delayed… for obvious reasons.

Inwardly consoling himself that all he had to do was hold out for a little while longer and not give in to anything Draco did, Voldemort blindly followed the blond up some stairs. He was simply trying to be nice to Draco to make sure that if he ever needed assistance, he would have it. Also, he didn’t want the boy blabbing that he was supposedly working for ‘the Dark Lord’.

A part of Voldemort knew that even though he was presently limiting contact with the blond as a result of his…urges, he actually liked having Draco as his companion. Of course, he refused to admit that Draco was actually a ‘friend’…or any other greater status.

However, regardless of Draco’s status in relation to him, Voldemort acknowledged that as the ‘Dark Lord Voldemort’, he certainly didn’t have anyone else like Draco. All his followers feared and respected him, and as such, would never dare to treat him as an equal. He never truly had ‘friends’ before, in the traditional sense, instead he had only ever had ‘followers’ or ‘admirers’. But with Draco, it seemed the boy just wouldn’t ‘bow down’ to him, which intrigued him more than anything. Although how Draco treated him may also have been due to his… ‘condition’, compliments of using Nagini’s milk in his transformation.

The Dark Lord suddenly realized that Draco had stopped walking and was holding open a door for him. Being used to going first as the ‘Dark Lord’, Voldemort didn’t think anything of it even though he had never been inside this particular room before, and stepped through the door. Behind him, he heard Draco follow him inside, followed by the sound of the door shutting.

It took Voldemort a moment to process exactly what it was he was seeing. Oh no, this can’t be happening!!! He thought to himself in a panic, as he whirled around in a desperate attempt to escape. But there were two problems with that: 1. Draco was blocking the way, and 2. Where’s the door?!

The Dark Lord began feeling frantic and flushed by the implication of all that was in the room, including – surprise, surprise - the presence of Harry Potter, who immediately stood up from where he had been laying and began approaching him. As awareness of the impending disaster struck him, Voldemort grabbed Draco by the front of his robes and demanded, “What is the meaning of this? You said that you wanted to study, but…this room…is not for studying! Move aside, Draco!” Voldemort pushed the blond over, moving forward to where the door should have been. But there wasn’t any indication a door had ever existed there at all!

No, no! It has to be here! I have to get—

Just then, the Dark Lord felt a warm body press up flush against his back. He immediately knew that it was Harry.

“Evan, we…just wanted to…talk to you…again,” Harry whispered into Evan’s ear as he wrapped his right arm around Evan’s waist, pulling the boy back against him where he stood barefoot.

Voldemort whimpered at the feeling of Harry’s hot breath caressing his sensitive neck. Nevertheless, he managed to reply, “T-Talk…haha…right, I’m so sure, that’s why…there’s a king sized bed in here, lit candles, you and Draco, and no door!” he bit out hoarsely.

“Oh, right, er…sorry about the door. It seems that the ‘Majority Rules’ in this room. So…it seems that the Majority, me and Draco, must not want you to…be able to escape…without talking first,” Harry apologized guiltily.

“Right, we just want to make sure that…you…don’t…regret your decision to…uh, refuse us,” Draco added as he wedged himself in between the wall where the door had been and Evan’s chest.

“Hahaha,” the Dark Lord laughed, edging on hysteria. “Sure you did, which’s why you…tricked me…into coming to a place where…you two could easily…fu—have…sex with…me,” he finished, panting as he felt strong tendrils of arousal begin to course through him at the thought of Harry and Draco fucking him in this room, right now, on that king-sized bed.

Harry unwillingly groaned and flexed his hips upon hearing Evan admit that they were in a place where they could easily have sex, where in fact he and Draco, more likely than not, would actually engage in at least some form of ‘sexual activity’ with Evan. The Gryffindor hadn’t intended to move like that so soon, but Evan’s comment had caught him off-guard. As a result, he began apologizing, “S-Sorry, I…d-didn’t mean for— ”

“Nnnhhh!” Voldemort moaned as his hips instinctively arched back against Harry’s, clearly feeling the Gryffindor’s fully erect length pressed up between his clothed thighs.

Inevitably, arching in one direction necessitated the need to go back in the other direction. As such, when the Dark Lord brought his hips away from Harry’s, he inevitably brushed up firmly against Draco’s body in front of him. He could feel the blond’s hardening length beneath his clothes.

“Uhnnn, E-Evan!” Draco groaned as he rolled his hips into Evan, feeling the boy’s cock beneath his own robes.

Certain that their plan was beginning to work, though sooner than anticipated, Harry began thrusting his hips forward into Evan’s arse, knowing that doing so would force the boy’s body to thrust forward against Draco.

“Aaahhnn! H-Harry…n—” Voldemort protested weakly.

Determined not to allow Evan any time to reflect on what they were doing, Harry pulled aside the boy’s collar, bringing his mouth down to Evan’s partially exposed shoulder, and licked.

“Sssttt! Unnh,” the Dark Lord let out in a rush, as he unknowingly tilted his head to the side, giving Harry better access to his neck.

Evan’s responses were closely observed by the other two boys. They knew that they had to work together in order to fully win him back.

As such, Draco took Evan’s response as his cue to begin thrusting back against the boy’s cock, while Harry closed his mouth fully over Evan’s exposed neck and sucked.

“Nnnhh! Harry!” Voldemort heard himself gasp as the Gryffindor began tonguing his neck while continuing to suck, sending additional shocks of pleasure straight from his shoulder down to his already dripping length.

“Mmmfff, E-Evan…unnhh, y-your…h-hard cock, uhhn…f-feels so…uhhnn, good,” Draco panted as he continued thrusting against Evan. The blond made certain to voice-out what was happening not only with the intent to arouse Evan further, but also so that Harry would know when to act next.

Upon hearing Draco’s beyond arousing report, Harry lifted his head a fraction and nodded silently to him to signal that he had understood. The Gryffindor then slowly began taking small steps backwards while keeping his right arm firmly around Evan’s middle, pulling him backwards with him…towards the bed.

The large bed was covered in green silk sheets, a color that the two boys had agreed on ahead of time, hoping it would make Evan feel more comfortable.

Draco kept pace with Harry, rolling his hips continuously into Evan so as to keep him distracted so that he wouldn’t notice where precisely they were leading him.

When the backs of Harry’s legs made contact with the side of the bed, he slowly sat down, pulling Evan back with him. At the same time, the Gryffindor quickly replaced the space where Malfoy’s cock had been thrusting against Evan’s cock by wrapping his hand around the boy’s hard shaft and fisting it through the boy’s robes.

“Nnhhh! F-Fuck!” Voldemort moaned as he immediately began arching his hips up into Harry’s hand on each downward stroke. He didn’t even fully realize they were now on the bed.

Draco felt his breath hitch upon seeing Evan’s rolling hips. After toeing off his shoes, he quickly climbed onto the bed to join the two. Between him and Harry, they slowly worked to pull Evan fully up onto the bed while keeping him both stimulated and blissfully ignorant of his present location.

Harry slowly slid backwards until his back was pressed against the headboard. He kept his legs wide open around Evan while he pulled the boy back against his chest, all the while fisting Evan’s clothed cock. After nodding again to Draco, Harry then lowered his lips to Evan’s neck and blew, and was rewarded with a shiver and a groan from the boy. He proceeded to drag his tongue lightly over the same area before pulling back and blowing again, repeating his ministrations.

Upon seeing Harry nod, Draco leaned forward from where he knelt between Evan’s bent and opened knees and met Evan’s slightly parted lips in a slow kiss. He kneaded the boy’s lips gently before pulling back and beginning to undo the buttons on Evan’s robe. Draco realized that Evan never wore an undershirt beneath his robes, contrary to the typical school uniform. Grinning, the blond couldn’t help but note that this worked even more to his and Harry’s advantage. After opening the first two top buttons, Draco leaned forward and placed his mouth on Evan’s upper chest in an open mouthed-kiss.

“Unnhhh…D-Draco…uhnn…Har—” the boys heard Evan moan as he thrust his hips up into Harry’s hand even faster.

Feeling a shock of arousal at Evan’s continued lewd and sexy writhing and moans, Draco quickly pulled open more of the boy’s buttons. As he did so, he continued placing open-mouthed kisses downward along the boy’s chest. After unclasping the last button, Draco brought his hands up and swiftly pushed the robes off of Evan’s shoulders and down his arms, leaving the boy’s chest entirely exposed. This left Evan’s robe sleeves bunched up around his forearms and wrists.

“Dra—Wh-Wha—” Voldemort voiced upon feeling the change in temperature now that his robe had been partially removed.

Acting quickly to keep Evan distracted, Draco lowered his mouth to the left pink nub of Evan’s chest. He flicked his tongue out, licking the underside of that nub in several quick successions before taking it fully into his mouth and sucking.

Staying right in concert with Draco, Harry tightened his grip on Evan’s shaft as he increased the pace of his pumping fist.

“Unnnhh! Th-That’s…uhnnn…Har—…uhnnn…Dra—uhhnn…s’good…I…I’m…” Voldemort moaned, his undulating body alternating between thrusting his hips up into the tight confines of Harry’s hand, and arching his chest up into Draco’s hot sucking mouth and teasing tongue.

Satisfied that Evan was fully distracted, while still sucking at the pink nub, Draco placed his hands on the insides of Evan’s quivering opened knees and slowly began tracing swirling patterns up the boy’s clothed thighs with his fingertips.

This proved to be too much for Evan to take. While gasps of pleasure fell from his glistening parted lips, the boy started bucking and writhing beneath the combined onslaught of Harry’s and Draco’s hands and tongues.

“Nnhhh! Dra—y-you…uhhhnn…Har—…uhhhnn…c-close…so…unnnhhh…Y-Yes…uhhhnnn….I…I’m…gonna…I…Ahhhnnn!” Voldemort keened loudly while thrusting up hard in several quick successions as the boys drove him over the edge into release…inadvertently.

Thanks for reading! Please Review! I can't wait to hear what you think about this chapter! What do you think of Harry and Draco's plan to lure Voldie to the Room of Requirement? Were Voldie's reactions as smexy as you would have expected? Of course all other comments are welcome and I look forward to replying to all of them!
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