Of Fangs and Fur | By : RayneDrop705 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4927 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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I don't own Harry Potter. I'm just having fun.
A/N: Sorry for
taking so long on this.
Warning:
This chapter contains sexual situations between to males. If you don’t
like it, don’t read. There will be a warning line before and after the
scene.
Chapter 11
Hermione ran all
the way to the Room of Requirement. She was hoping Harry and Draco hadn’t
hurt each other. She stopped when she saw the door appear. Taking a
steadying breath and gripping her wand, just in case, Hermione opened the door
and entered the room. She was confused when she didn’t see the boys right
away. Looking around, Hermione heard soft snores from her right. She
looked and saw the bed. Hermione quietly walked over to the bed and
smiled when she saw Harry and Draco curled up together in the bed. She
reached her hand out and placed it on Harry’s shoulder.
“Harry.
Harry, wake up,” she whispered, lightly shaking her friend’s shoulder,
“Harry! Wake up!”
Harry opened
bleary eyes and looked up into Hermione’s concerned face.
“Mione?
What are you doing here? What time is it?”
“It’s about an
hour before breakfast. I thought you two would want to get up and
moving.”
“Alright.
Thanks for waking me. We’ll meet you in the Great Hall.”
“Alright,” Hermione
said, turning around and walking out the door.
Harry turned his
head to the right and looked into the twin silver pools that were Draco’s eyes.
He didn’t know what they were to each other now, but he knew there was
something deep and strong growing between them. Harry also knew
that he wanted to explore this new ‘thing’ between them. Harry and Draco
stared into each other’s eyes for several moments before Draco got up and went
to the bathroom.
A/N: Stop
reading here, if you don’t want to read the ‘naughty’ scene.
Harry sighed and
rolled onto his back. He ran his fingers through his dark hair then laid
his hands on his chest while he tried to will away the erection he had just
noticed. He closed his eyes and his mind was filled with images of
Draco. He groaned and let his hand trail down his chest. Harry
slipped his pants down off his hips and sighed at the relief. He ran his
fingers slowly over his thighs and up the length of his hardening member.
Harry hissed in pleasure and gave himself a gentle squeeze. He didn’t
hear the bathroom door open or Draco’s surprised gasp. Harry continued
his ministrations, stroking slowly and squeezing gently. He gasped and
opened his eyes in surprise when he felt soft, cool hands on his thighs.
He looked up into silver eyes sparking with mischief and darkening with
arousal. His eyes widened as he realized that Draco was naked. A
new, stronger surge of arousal rolled through him. Harry moaned loudly
when he felt Draco’s first hesitant touch on his weeping erection.
“Gods, Draco,” Harry
whispered, closing his eyes in pleasure.
Draco ran his
fingers over Harry’s thighs and around Harry’s balls. He heard Harry’s
gasp as he accidentally brushed his fingers against Harry’s opening. Draco
brushed a finger against it again and watched as Harry threw his head back and
moaned. Harry opened his legs wider and looked down his body at Draco.
“Draco,” he
whimpered.
Draco gave Harry
a soft smile that melted into a teasing smirk as he brushed a finger against
Harry’s opening again, harder this time.
“Draco!
Yes, Draco, please,” Harry stammered.
Draco let his
other hand slowly stroke Harry’s furiously weeping erection. He looked up
and saw Harry watching as he dipped his fingers into the puddle of pre-cum and
raised them to his lips. He met Harry’s gaze as he slowly licked the
sticky fluid from his fingers.
“Oh Gods, Draco,
fucking hot, please,” Harry moaned.
Draco wrapped
his long finger around Harry’s hard flesh. He raised his eyes to Harry’s
and smirked playfully.
“Harry, I want
to taste you,” Draco said, lowering his head. He flicked his tongue
lightly against Harry’s pulsing erection.
“Ugh, Dr…Draco,”
Harry cried, mesmerized by the sight of the pale-haired Slytherin bent down
between his legs.
Draco moved so
that his body lay between Harry’s spread legs. He looked up at Harry
through lowered lashes and saw the struggle he was having trying to fight off
the impending orgasm. Draco looked down at the pulsating flesh in his
hand and placed his mouth on the tip of it. He slowly lowered his mouth on
the hard flesh until his nose was buried in the thick black curls at its
base. He inhaled deeply through his nose and swallowed reflexively.
“Oh shit!
Draco! Gods, yes!” Harry cried, arching his back as the sensations caused
by that warm, wet mouth rolled through him.
Draco slowly
slid his mouth back up Harry’s member and ran his tongue over the tip. He
felt Harry’s body quivering with pleasure and heard his incoherent moans.
Draco moaned around Harry’s member and felt the dark-haired boy buck his hips
in response. He pulled back, removing his mouth. He smiled at
Harry’s disappointed moan. Draco met Harry’s eyes as he slid his fingers
into his mouth and coated them with saliva. Harry’s eyes widened as Draco
lowered his hand. Draco’s fingers found Harry’s opening and he slowly
started pushing one finger inside. Never taking his eyes off Harry’s,
Draco bent down and took Harry’s member in his mouth again. As Harry
rocked his hips to meet that talented mouth, Draco pushed his finger all the
way inside.
“Fuck!
Draco! Ugh! Oh fuck, what, what are you doing to me?”
Draco chuckled
around the hard flesh in his mouth. He moved his finger in and out of
Harry’s tight opening, delighting in the sounds Harry was making. He
gently slid a second finger into Harry’s opening at the same time as he sucked,
hard, on the flesh in his mouth. He pressed his fingertips, hard, against
the little nub he found and wiggled them back and forth over it. Draco
raised his eyes to Harry’s and knew it wasn’t going to last much longer.
Harry was flushed and sweating. He panted heavily between bouts of
incomprehensible moaning. With on last, hard press on that little nub his
fingers were teasing and on hard suck on the tip of Harry’s member, Draco sent
him over the edge.
Harry felt his
orgasm drawing near. He’d had no idea that anything could feel this
good! He rocked his hips in and out of the deliciously sinful mouth,
inadvertently impaling himself over and over again on Draco’s long, slender
fingers. Harry threw his head back and roared his pleasure into the room
as his vision exploded into colored sparks and lights.
“Draco!
Yes! Shit, Oh, Yes, Fuck! Draco!”
Harry’s
movements slowly stilled and he lay boneless on the bed, waiting for the
colored sparks of light to fade from his vision. He panted as he tried to
get his breathing back under control. Harry felt Draco move and, with
some effort, he raised his head to look at him. He saw Draco moving over
him. Harry watched as Draco left a trail of kissed from his groin up to
his navel and to his chest, where he flicked his pink tongue against Harry’s
nipples. Then Draco kissed his way up to Harry’s throat. Draco
licked at the juncture of Harry’s neck and shoulder, then bit down hard and
sucked at the spot. Harry’s body jerked at the bite and he groaned in
pleasure. Draco pulled back and looked at the dark red mark he had just
left and smiled. Then he pressed his lips to Harry’s and ran his tongue
over those soft, enticing lips. Harry opened his mouth, granting entrance
to Draco’s seeking tongue. He moaned softly when their tongues touched,
then moaned again, louder, when Draco rubbed his hard, weeping member against
Harry’s sensitive, spent flesh. Draco moaned into the kiss and rubbed
harder against Harry. Harry rocked his hips up against Draco’s and felt
arousal curling in his belly. He reached down between them and wrapped
his fingers around Draco’s pulsing flesh as well as his own hardening
member. As Draco ground his body down against Harry’s, Harry made hard,
quick strokes along their members with his hand. Their tongues continued
writhing together as they panted and moaned into each other’s mouth.
Their movements became frenzied. They moved together faster and faster as
they felt their orgasms approaching. When they came, they moaned one
another’s name and pushed their bodies together harder. Harry’s hand
dropped onto the bed and Draco collapsed on top of Harry as sparks swam in
their vision. When their breathing slowed, Draco pushed himself up onto
his arms and pressed a light kiss to Harry’s mouth.
“We’ve missed
breakfast, Harry. Hermione is going to be pissed.”
Harry smiled
weakly at him.
“I don’t
care. That was bloody awesome, Draco.”
A/N: Okay,
you can look now. No more naughtiness.
Draco moved off
Harry and stood next to the bed on wobbly legs. He turned to Harry and
smiled.
‘Gods, he looks
hot like that. All disheveled and sated,’ Draco thought, taking a good
look at the naked former-Gryffindor.
Harry sat up and
smiled disarmingly at Draco. He stood upon the floor by the bed and
stepped in front of Draco. Harry reached for Draco and wrapped his arms
around the other boy’s waist. Draco sighed and wrapped his arms around
Harry’s shoulders. They stood that way for several moments until a knock
sounded at the door. They looked at each other with wide-eyed and
terrified expressions. They hurriedly grabbed their clothes and got them on.
Draco grabbed his wand and cast a Scourgify spell on himself, Harry, and the
bed, just as the door opened to reveal three very anxious Slytherins.
“Harry? Draco?
You two had better be in here. You were supposed to come to breakfast,”
Hermione said, stepping into the room.
“Boys? Are
you two alright?” A very concerned Pansy said, looking questioningly at
the two boys who stood at the foot of the bed.
Blaise only
raised his eyebrow and smirked. He noticed that Draco was wearing a pair
of green flannel pajama pants that looked very familiar. He also noticed
that Harry was wearing a pair of black silk pajama pants that he knew belonged
to Draco, the silver snakes down the side of each leg was the giveaway.
His smirk widened when he saw the red-purple mark on Harry’s collarbone.
He caught Draco’s eye and saw his ears turn a light shade of pink. Draco
smirked back at Blaise and then looked at the two girls who were currently
arguing about how to punish and Harry and himself for not showing up to
breakfast. He looked over at Harry and winked at him. Harry’s ears
turned red. Hermione saw the interaction between the two boys and
narrowed her eyes in their direction. She turned to face them and saw they
had on each other’s pants. She looked at Draco and saw him quirk an
eyebrow at her. She looked over at Harry, who turned towards Draco as he
crossed his arms over his chest. She saw the way his ears were tinted
pink. As she looked at him, she saw a bruise on his collarbone. As
she looked at it, she realized what it was and her eyes widened.
“Harry!
What is that?” she exclaimed, walking over to him and poking her finger at the
mark.
“I, I, it’s, um,
well it’s,” Harry stammered, he could feel his whole face heating up.
Harry glanced helplessly around the room trying to avoid looking at Hermione as
he tried to come up with a reasonable explanation. His gaze flickered
over to Draco and he saw the amusement glimmering in his eyes. Harry
barely saw the amusement flash to mischief before Draco stepped over to
him. Harry’s eyes widened and he inhaled sharply when Draco laid a soft
hand on his check and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
“Did you really
think we had any hope of hiding this from our friends, Harry?” Draco said
softly, looking into Harry’s emerald eyes.
Harry smiled
softly at him. He raised his hand and ran his fingers through Draco’s
silky silver-blonde locks.
“Oh, they’re so
cute!” Pansy squealed.
“Can we stop it
with all this mushy stuff?” Blaise said, pretending to gag.
Hermione and
Pansy glared at him as Draco stepped away from Harry. He grabbed his and
Harry’s clothes and led Harry into the bathroom so they could change clothes
away from prying eyes.
After Harry and
Draco had dressed, the five Slytherins had headed for their Common Room.
On the way there, a furious Professor Severus Snape stopped them.
“Grange,
Parkinson, Zabini. Common room, now. Malfoy and Potter. Come
with me,” he snarled, turning around in a flurry of robes. As he strode
off the students shrugged at each other and did as they were told.
“I am sorely
disappointed in the two of you. You should have just stayed away from
him. Now you’ll both most likely be expelled,” Snape said, glancing at the
two Slytherins he was leading to the Headmaster’s office, “Two against one, and
now he’s in the hospital wing. What were you two thinking?”
“Professor, we
have absolutely no idea what the bloody hell you are talking about,” Draco said,
stopping in the hall. He wanted to know what was going on before they got
to Dumbledore’s office.
“I am talking about
the attack you two executed on Mr. Weasley last night!” Snape snarled, whirling
around to face his two students.
“What?!
Sir, we never even saw him last night!” Draco exclaimed.
“Don’t lie to
me, Draco. You two weren’t in your dorms. In fact, you couldn’t be
found. Mr. Weasley was barely conscious when he was found this
morning. And he fingered the two of you,” Snape said furiously, “He even
had a piece of a torn robe in his hand. A robe that could only belong to
one of you since it was found in your room!”
“But Sir,” Draco
tried.
“No. The
Headmaster is waiting,” Snape interrupted, turning back around. He led
them the rest of the way to the Headmaster’s office.
As they entered
the room behind their Head of House, Harry and Draco saw Headmaster Dumbledore,
Madame Pomfrey, Professor McGonagol, Mrs. Weasley, Mrs. Malfoy, and Professor
Lupin sitting in the room.
“Take a seat,
gentlemen,” Dumbledore said, the twinkle gone from his eyes, “We have some very
serious business to discuss.”
A/N:
Na-Na! Cliffy-hanger! Sorry, I couldn’t help it!
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