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  • Blue Eyed Dragon

    By : PrincessLizzie
    Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco
    Views: 21706
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    Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-CHAPTER ONE
    • 2-CHAPTER TWO
    • 3-CHAPTER THREE
    • 4-CHAPTER FOUR
    • 5-CHAPTER FIVE
    • 6-CHAPTER SIX
    • 7-CHAPTER SEVEN
    • 8-CHAPTER EIGHT
    • 9-CHAPTER NINE
    • 10-CHAPTER TEN
    • 11-CHAPTER ELEVEN
    • 12-CHAPTER TWELVE
    • 13-CHAPTER THIRTEEN
    • 14-CHAPTER FOURTEEN
    • 15-CHAPTER FIFTEEN
    • 16-CHAPTER SIXTEEN
    • 17-CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
    • 18-CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
    • 19-CHAPTER NINETEEN
    • 20-CHAPTER TWENTY
    • 21-CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
    • 22-CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
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  • CHAPTER TWELVE

    Tears streamed down Draco’s cheeks freely as he looked up to find that Harry was down on one knee in front of him. Harry took the ring in one hand and Draco’s left hand in the other. “Marry me, Draco. Please?”

    ***

    Draco looked at Harry in disbelief. He pulled Harry from the floor and into his lap. The blond wrapped his arms around his lover tightly and said, “Harry James Potter, you are one of the biggest gits that I’ve ever met.” Draco shrugged casually and then grinned at Harry’s look of confusion. He leaned in and pressed his lips to Harry’s hear and purred, “Means ‘You’re out of your bloody mind if you ever even entertained the thought that I’d say no’.” He captured Harry’s earlobe between his teeth and nipped softly as Harry beamed and let the tears that had been welling up in his eyes fall down his cheeks.

    With his lips still pressed to the Gryffindor’s ear, Draco whispered, “Can I have my ring now?”

    Harry kissed his fiancée soundly as he slipped the ring onto Draco’s left ring finger. “Love you,” he whispered.

    “I love you too, Love.”

    “Look at your present.”

    “There’s more?” Harry chucked and opened the book past the inscription. The book was a photo album full of pictures of them both.

    Draco watched as he and his then childhood enemy squared off in the dueling club during their second year. Harry hissed something into Draco’s ear and a shiver traveled up the blond’s spine as he groaned. “All I wanted to do when I heard you speak Parseltongue that day was knock you to the ground and snog you senseless.”

    “Oh really?” he hissed. Draco shuddered.

    “Merlin that’s hot,” the blond half moaned even though he hadn’t understood a word that Harry had just said to him.

    Harry chuckled. “I’ll have to remember that...”

    Draco glared at him, even though he knew he’d enjoy it, and turned the page. He saw them in Madam Malkin’s before their first year and each of them being sorted. Harry nudged Draco with his shoulder. “You were an arse that day.” Draco looked up, feigning offense at the comment.

    “I was not!”

    “Yes, you were. You were sort of right in the end, though. Ron and ‘Mione went off to do their own things.” Draco swallowed hard-he couldn’t believe he was about to say this.

    “But there were good friends through school, Harry.” Harry’s head snapped up. Did Draco Malfoy just compliment Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger? “Oh come off it. If I had friends like that in school I wouldn’t have known what to do with myself. It’s their loss for not keeping in touch with you, Harry.” He placed a chaste kiss on Harry’s cheek and turned the page again.

    Draco froze as he stared down at the album. A beaming teenaged Lucius and Narcissa were smiling at the camera, laughing at whomever was taking the picture. Lucius’ arm was tightly wound around Narcissa’s waist as the beauty leaned into her boyfriend’s chest. Draco smiled sadly as his fingers feathered over the photograph. “She looks like she felt so safe in his arms,” he sadly thought aloud. Harry wrapped an arm around Draco’s shoulders and turned to the next page. He’d help Draco deal with those emotions later.

    The next few pages held pictures of Draco as a child. A pregnant Narcissa smiling happily as her hands held her large stomach; Lucius and Narcissa holding Draco as an infant; Draco’s first time flying; chasing birds through the Manor gardens when he was just two or three years old...Draco in his mother’s lap under the gazebo that Draco had told him about so long ago. When Harry first saw the picture and Narcissa’s lips moving, he’d assumed she was singing to her son but Harry never asked Draco what she had sung to him. The dark haired wizard looked over to his fiancée to see a tear slowly creeping down his cheek as he faintly hummed a melody of, what Harry assumed to be, the lullaby.

    He held Draco, but didn’t say anything. He understood that his lover needed the silence to deal with the painful memories the photograph had pulled to the forefront of his mind. After several minutes, Draco wiped the tears away with the back of his hand and continued to flip through the book, pausing at pictures that held particularly strong memories. “Where’d you get these?” he asked. His voice was barely above a whisper.

    “Some I just found-I didn’t even know they existed. Some I suspect Colin Creevey snapped while we weren’t paying attention. The ones of you and your parents I had to pull a few strings and call in a debt for.”

    “What strings? What debt?”

    “I risked writing to Ginny,” he said sheepishly. “But it was from France,” he added quickly.

    Draco blinked. “When did you go to France?”

    “When you went to Italy.”

    “How’d you know about that?”

    “I saw the cologne you bought.”

    “Oh.” Draco turned to the last page and found himself staring at a Muggle sketch of himself sleeping. “Who drew this, Harry? It’s wonderful. I’ll hex them for being near me while I was asleep, but I can at least thank them before I do...”

    “You’re welcome and even though you’ve had no problems with me being near you while you sleep for the past two years, I’ll just sleep in a spare bedroom from now on if it really bothers you that much.” Harry grinned for only a second at Draco’s shocked look before Draco knocked him backwards and passionately kissed him.

    After a few minutes of heated snogging, Harry pulled away slightly. “As much as I love kissing you, Dray, one of those boxes under the tree is purring.”

    Draco laughed while rising up from the sofa and delivered the box to his lover.

    Harry opened the package carefully, not sure what to expect. When he saw the ball of fur, he cooed. “Oh how cute!” He reached down into the box and scooped it up gently and chuckled when its purring became more intense. “What is it?”

    Draco reached over and stroked the feather-soft fur as he explained a Puffskein to Harry. The dark-haired wizard listened intently, all the while stroking the fur of his new pet. “What are you going to name him?”

    Harry thought for a moment-he’d never named a pet, aside from Hedwig, before. He broke into a smile and announced, “Marvin.”

    “What?” Harry laughed.

    “There’s a Muggle cartoon character named ‘Marvin the Martian’. He’s one of my favorites so that’s the name I pick.” Draco shook his head slightly. Leave it to Harry to pick a name from something so Muggle for a creature only wizarding children keep as pets.

    “What are those other boxes?” Harry questioned.

    “Most of them are stuff for Marvin.” Harry raised an eyebrow.

    “Most of them?” Draco grinned as he got up and placed one more gift beside Harry.

    Harry carefully handed Marvin over to Draco and ripped the wrapping paper off of his gift as if he were a five-year-old boy again.

    He slid the top of the box off and folded back the tissue paper before his jaw just about hit the floor. He held up the pants the box has contained. “I can’t wear these!”

    “Why ever not? You’re going to look bloody marvelous in them. Especially with that shirt.”

    Harry looked back down at the box and his eyes grew even wider (not that it was possible right now).

    “Just try them on, Harry,” the blond pleaded. “If you’re that uncomfortable in them, then you never have to wear them again. I promise.”

    Harry sighed in defeat. He had nothing to lose and, even if he did, he still would have given into Draco’s request-he couldn’t deny his lover anything. He stood up and went into their bedroom to try on his new outfit.

    When Harry emerged from the bedroom, Draco was sitting on the floor, his back to Harry as he played with Marvin. Harry cleared his throat to get his fiancée’s attention and as soon as Draco turned around, his wide grin was lost because his jaw had fallen nearly to his chest.

    Harry was self-consciously tugging at the skin-tight, forest green t-shirt. It hugged all the right muscles in all the right places and the bottom hem just barely met the waist-band of Harry’s new pants. Draco’s eyes drifted down to those pants and the minute he did, his cock instantly began to throb.

    They were black leather and were held together by a series of metal rings along the outside of Harry’s legs which revealed two long strips of tanned, muscled flesh. The outfit was topped off by a pair of dragon-skinned boots. Draco growled as he got up and stalked to his lover. “You’re bloody sexy.” Draco nuzzled Harry’s neck before biting the sensitive flesh. The Gryffindor gasped at the sensation as his arms instinctively wrapped around the blond’s waist. Draco licked up Harry’s neck, stopping at his ear, and asked, “Do you like it?” He nuzzled the raven-haired wizard’s neck softly.

    “I like the reaction it receives...” Draco bit Harry’s ear lobe.

    “You know what I mean, brat.” Harry chuckled.

    “It’s...different but not that bad. I think once I get used to the length of the t-shirt, I’ll be okay.”

    “You could go without the shirt,” Draco said suggestively as his fingertips pushed the hem of the shirt up and teased the flesh under it.

    “No I can’t, Dray,” he protested.

    “Why not?” Draco’s hands moved further up the front of Harry’s shirt, brushing over the sensitive nipples. Harry groaned.

    “Because it’d look-“

    “Bloody fantastic,” Draco finished as he pulled the garment over his lover’s head and tossed it aside.

    Unable to control himself any longer, Harry captured Draco’s lips in a searing kiss. Draco moaned and opened his mouth to receive his fiancée’s tongue. Their tongues danced intimately together as their hands roamed. Harry pulled the blond closer to him and ground his raging erection against Draco’s thigh. Draco hissed and moved to relieve Harry of his trousers as the Gryffindor deftly and quickly undressed him, too.

    Once both men were undressed, Draco reached between them and began to stroke Harry’s extremely hard length. “Gods, Dray...” Draco smirked and began to suckle on Harry’s neck as he gripped his lover’s cock slightly tighter. Harry cried out in pleasure. “I want you, Draco...Gods, let me love you...” Draco simply bit Harry’s neck in acceptance.

    Harry lifted Draco’s lips up to his own and kissed him deeply as he guided the blond to the floor. He laid between the blond’s legs and he abandoned Draco’s lips to take a nipple into his mouth, suckling lightly, eliciting a throaty moan from the other man.

    After whispering the lubricating charm, Harry slowly eased one finger into Draco’s hot, tight entrance. Draco hissed in pleasure. Harry grinned and grazed his teeth over the sensitive nub his tongue was currently laving. Draco arched into the Gryffindor’s mouth and Harry thrust his fingers deeper into his lover, brushing against the Slytherin’s sweet spot.

    Draco was seeing stars and tried to impale himself further onto Harry’s talented fingers. “Now, Harry!” he managed to gasp out. Harry kissed his way up to a sensitive patch of skin just behind his lover’s ear and hissed (in Parseltongue), “I love it when you beg, Draco,” as he brushed his fingers against Draco’s prostate again. Draco cried out and arched his hips off the floor. “Oh Gods!”

    Harry eased another finger into his lover while hissing, “You’re so sexy...”

    “More, Harry! Merlin...Need...Want...” Draco gave up trying to string together a coherent thought and Harry grinned.

    “And you’re bloody hot when you’re all flustered like that,” he whispered while adding a third finger to the two that were already stretching his fiancée.

    “Gods!” Draco cried out. Harry thrust his fingers deeper. “Yes...Oh...Right there...Please! Merlin, Harry!” Harry smirked and pressed his lips against the blond’s ear as he removed his fingers, quickly stripped out of his boxers and pressed the head of his cock to Draco’s entrance.

    “Mine,” the Gryffindor growled as he slowly entered his lover.

    Draco cried out, “Gods, yes!”

    When he was completely sheathed in Draco’s tight heat, Harry paused to let the blond adjust. He leaned down and whispered, “Love you, My Dragon.”

    “I love you too, Harry but if you don’t move, I’m going to have to AK you!” Harry grinned as he slowly withdrew from his partner’s receptive body and then slammed back into him. Draco bucked his hips up and screamed. “More...faster, Harry!” Not one to deny his lover anything, Harry sped his thrusts up, angling them just right.

    Draco continued making indistinguishable noises of ecstacy as he reached down and grasped his own painfully hard cock and began to pump it in rhythm with Harry’s thrusts. “Seeing stars yet, My Dragon?” Harry hissed to his lover.

    As soon as Harry began to hiss, the coil that was wound so tightly in the pit of Draco’s stomach released and his seed was shot over his stomach and chest. Watching Draco go over the edge and feeling his muscles contract around him, Harry buried himself deeply inside of his fiancée one last time and filled him with his own hot, sweet essence.

    Harry collapsed bonelessly on top of Draco, resting his head on the Slytherin’s chest, breathless. “If I get that kind of reaction from you every time I wear that outfit, I think I’ll wear it every day,” he said as he lifted his head to smirk at the blond. Draco laughed.

    “If you insist. But imagine how the Weasley’s will react when I can’t control myself anymore and begin to seduce you on the dinner table tomorrow,” he replied casually. Harry just laughed.

    “Molly would be mortified!” he exclaimed. “I think Ginny would be turned on by it, though” he added thoughtfully. Draco scrunched up his nose in disgust.

    “Eww. That’s definitely something you could have kept to yourself, Harry.”

    Chuckling, the Gryffindor replied, “Sorry, Dray.” He stood up and offered his hand to his fiancée to help him up off of the floor. “Lets go take a shower and then go back to bed. You wore me out.”

    “If you think you’re worn out now, just wait until our wedding night...” Draco winked at Harry and took off for the bathroom before the brunette had time to process what he’d just said.

    Author's Notes: I know this chapter was promised a long time ago...sorry!! I hope you enjoy it ^.^
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