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Harry Potter and the Goblin King	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29138 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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"I'm so glad we're finally back!" Harry exclaimed, slumping down onto a couch as soon as they stepped out of the portal and into the sitting room, "I feel exhausted!" Narcissa smiled sympathetically and called a goblin to bring them all some tea as she and Luna took chairs across from Harry.

"It's no wonder," Draco drawled, sitting next to Harry and maneuvering them until Harry's head lay in his lap so he could run his fingers through the dark tresses, "You went through the labyrinth, thought you won, discovered you lost, got engaged;" he paused to press a kiss to Harry's forehead, "Heard your parents and Sirius's will, got crucio'ed, inhaled toxic fumes from a poisonous mushroom, rescued Mother and me-thank you again, by the way- and all within twenty-four hours."

"When you put it that way, I'm surprised I'm still conscious," Harry said drily, "Especially since the only thing I've eaten since yesterday afternoon was that little snack we had before leaving and a few bites of that enchanted peach Luna gave me."

"What?" Narcissa demanded, "You haven't eaten anything? I know you're tired, but I think a little lunch is in order first, and then we can all take a nap until dinner time; how does that sound?"

"Sounds wonderful," Harry said gratefully, closing his eyes to enjoy the sensation of Draco's fingers combing through his hair, "Lunch and a nap actually sound perfect right about now."

"Excellent," Narcissa said, "We'll go to the informal dining room; it's just down the hall. Come along Luna; we'll make sure the goblins have everything ready, and Draco-you help Harry."

"Yes Mother," Draco agreed, helping his fiancé sit up as Narcissa and Luna left the room, "Think you can still walk?" he teased, and Harry gave him a half-hearted glare.

"I'm tired and hungry, not invalid," he said, getting to his feet and walking to the door, he paused and looked over his shoulder, "You coming?" Draco joined him and linked their arms together as he led Harry down the hallway to the dining room, where Narcissa and Luna were waiting for them.

"There you are boys," Narcissa smiled, "Luna and I decided it would be nice to have some breakfast instead of lunch; sit down and we'll get started."

The dining room table was big enough to sit eight people, and carved from a dark cherry wood; the top of the table was laden with food: pancakes and waffles topped with every kind of berry imaginable, French toast, back, sausage, hash browns, eggs, toast , muffins, milk and five different times of juice, plus bowls of fresh fruit. The group sat down and took their time enjoying the late breakfast, talking very little and sharing a companionable silence. When they had finished eating they all went back to the small sitting room again.

"I know you're tired," Narcissa began, "but I wanted to discuss Sirius with you for just a moment."

"Okay," Harry agreed, "When can we do the ritual?" He leaned up against Draco's side as the blonde once again joined him on the loveseat.

"It has to be on one of the four days that represent the changing of seasons," she informed him, "Those are the spring and autumn equinoxes and the summer and winter solstices."

"The Summer Solstice just passed in June," Luna spoke up, "I remember because the Blibbering Humdingers were very active that night; Daddy was visiting here and he stayed up all night so he could track their activity and they led him to the breeding grounds of a herd of crumple horned snoracks' but they had moved on."

"If the Summer Solstice has just passed, then the next time we can hold the ritual would be the Autumn Equinox?" Harry questioned and Narcissa nodded, "When is the equinox?"

"It falls on September 23rd this year," Narcissa informed him, "We have a large celebration to welcome the change in seasons, but it will not be until that evening; I will check with our astronomer to see what the exact time of the equinox will be and we will have the ceremony then."

"Is there anything I need to do to prepare?" Harry asked and Narcissa shook her head.

"No, the preparation of the ritual will have to be done by me, and I may see if Severus will help," she said, "You and Draco will be the ones to actually make the exchange; we can go over the details at a later date though, as I need to find the book and read up on the ritual again. Now, as today is your Birthday, did you have any plans, or would you like to invite some of your friends here?"

"I don't have any plans really," Harry replied, "I was originally supposed to go on a cruise with the Weasley's and Hermione, but Dumbledore and my relatives forbade me from going, and I guess they left the cruise anyway since they were at the Burrow."

"Wizarding cruises allow you to apparate and disapparate as needed," Narcissa said, "I can contact Molly to see if they plan on returning to the cruise and, if so, we can join them if you like; now that you have been declared an adult no one can stop you from going now." She paused thoughtfully for a moment before adding, "Well, except Draco-since you lost the labyrinth challenge to him he could stop you from going, but I doubt he'd want to start a huge fight on the first day of your engagement."

"I don't know Mother," Draco drawled, wrapping an arm around Harry's waist, "we've spent most of the last six years fighting, and I'm not sure it would be a good idea to just stop completely."

"Oh, don't worry Dray;" Harry said sweetly, "I'm sure we'll find plenty of reasons to fight; when you wake up from a magic-induced coma after I return from the cruise you tried to ban me from going on."

"I never said I would try to stop you from going," Draco protested, "I was merely pointing out the fact that this wouldn't be our first big fight; although Mother is correct that I wouldn't want to start the fight today, however I would like to go on the cruise with you."

"Excellent," Narcissa smiled, "I will contact Molly to set everything up and see if the cruise has any extra cabins available; if they do Luna can stay with me, and then you and Draco can share a cabin if you like. Aside from the Weasley's and Hermione, is there anyone else you would like to join us on the cruise?"

"Neville, if his Gran will let him come," Harry said, "His Gran doesn't let him do much, but maybe she can be convinced to let him come with us."

"Leave Augusts to me," Narcissa reassured him, "If everything goes according to plan we should be on the cruise either tomorrow or the day after." At that moment a goblin entered and bowed to Narcissa.

"Majesty, Mr. Severus is here to see you," the goblin said, "He says he would also like a word with young Lord Harry."

"Please send him in," Narcissa said.

"Why did that goblin call me "Lord" Harry?" Harry asked her, "I'm not a lord…am I?"

"Actually you are," Draco replied, "As a descendant of the Peverell family, one of the oldest pureblood family's, you are a lord."

"It's also been said that the Potter's were distantly related to the Tudors through Queen Elizabeth I," everyone looked up as Severus entered, "They claim she had an illegitimate daughter that was adopted into the Prewett family and later wed into the Potter family; of course it's never been proven, but then no one has ever had the tools to properly look into it before."

"Hello Severus," Narcissa stood up to greet him with a kiss before gesturing him to an empty chair, "I'm glad to see you, although I wasn't expecting you so early; would you like some tea or a snack?"

"No thank you Narcissa," Severus gave her a small smile, "I just wanted to discuss a few things with you, but first I have information for Mr. Potter."

"Is it taken care of, Professor Snape?" Harry asked eagerly, "Has Sirius' name been cleared?"

"It has, Mr. Potter," Severus confirmed, "The name of Sirius Black has finally been cleared, and Peter Pettigrew is set to receive the Kiss before the end of the day. Also, Potter, we are not in school right now and, as you are engaged to my godson, we are practically family, so you may call me Severus-but only in private."

"Yes sir," Harry smiled, "But only if you'll stop calling me Mr. Potter all the time; I do have a first name, you know."

"I know that very well, Harry," Severus scowled, but there was a tiny glint of amusement in his dark eyes, "You're as bad as Draco; impertinent brat."

"I resent that!" Draco protested as Harry laughed at him, "You're so mean, Uncle Sev! And as for you!" He turned to face Harry who was still grinning broadly, "You're already in trouble from your behavior at the bank; you might want to stop antagonizing me." He narrowed his eyes at the grinning brunette.

"As you've pointed out before, we have spent years antagonizing each other," Harry responded, "and yet you still proposed to me; you must enjoy it." He gave Draco a kiss on the cheek before turning his attention back to Severus, "Was there anything else you wanted to talk to me about? I'm exhausted from the past couple of days, and I feel like I'm about to drop."

"There was one other thing," Severus began hesitantly, "The box Lily left me…she left a voice message for me, as well as documents to prove that her words were true and, well, Dumbledore has done a lot of things that even I never guessed at." He paused for a moment and Harry noticed that Severus Snape actually appeared nervous. "It would seem," the potions master continued, "that Draco isn't the only connection between us; you mother and your Aunt Petunia were actually my sisters."

"What?" Everyone in the room exclaimed-with the exception of Luna, who was-once again-humming to herself.

"My Mum…was your sister?" Harry questioned, "And Petunia? But…how? Petunia can't even do magic, she thinks we're freaks!"

"I know," Severus said quietly, "but from what Lily told me-and I had the goblins verify this-Dumbledore kidnapped them, changed our parents' memories, and placed Lily and Petunia with a muggle family. Petunia was a year older than Lily and I, and she was born a squib, which made my father happy since my father was a muggle and hated all magic unless it was useful to him; Lily is actually my twin sister, and it was about six months after we were born that Dumbledore took my sisters from us." Severus pulled a small black globe from his robe pocket and held it up, "This is a memory sphere which Lily somehow managed to make Dumbledore hand over; I would like for you to see the memories it has recorded." Harry nodded and held tight to Draco's hand as Severus activated the sphere with the password "Lily Flower" and the group found themselves in an unfamiliar setting as the sitting room disappeared (although, oddly enough, they were still sitting on the couches and chairs.)

The group was in a dark living room, with a little blonde-haired girl playing quietly in a corner, while a set of dark-haired babies babbled to each other in a crib that was set out of the way; these were obviously Petunia, Severus, and Lily as babies-the twins were approximately one year while Petunia looked to be about two. Sitting in a worn armchair by the fireplace was a young woman with brunette hair, who was obviously Eileen Prince; although Eileen was young she was careworn and her face was lined while her hair had a few grey streaks, and sitting across from her was a young Albus Dumbledore.

"I love all of my children," Eileen was saying quietly, "but Tobias never wanted girls, and I'm afraid of what he'll do to Petunia and Lily when they are older; you know, of course how I got into this mess. Lily should be alright Albus; she and Severus are already showing signs of magic, so she'll be safe at Hogwarts when she gets to that age, Petunia though…"Eileen trailed off.

"Still no sign of magic, my Dear?" Dumbledore asked kindly, and Eileen shook her head.

"I'm afraid she's a squib," she admitted, glancing at her eldest child, "She'll be three in a few months, and if she doesn't show any magical talent she will be stuck here; you must help me Albus!" Eileen looked at Dumbledore with tears in her eyes, "I need my children to be safe, please!"

"What would you do to make them safe?" Albus questioned, and Harry noticed a calculating gleam behind the usual twinkle in his eyes, "What would you sacrifice?"

"Anything!" Eileen said, grasping the wizard's hands, "Does this mean you'll help me Albus? You'll save my children?" She gazed at him hopefully and Dumbledore gave her a gentle smile.

"You have my word that I will make sure Lily and Petunia never have to worry about being hurt by their father," Dumbledore said and then pulled out his wand. Before Eileen had a chance to react, he said "Obliviate!" and Eileen's face went blank. "You will remember nothing of my visit," he said softly, "You will go upstairs and take a nap, and when you awaken you will have no memories of Petunia or Lily; Severus is your only child-you will resent him for making Tobias hate you and your magic, and also because you can never have any more children. You will put this potion," he set out a vial of blue liquid on the table; "in your husband's drink tonight and neither of you will recall having daughters. Now, go upstairs and rest." Eileen obeyed in her trance-like state and soon vanished up the stairs, leaving Dumbledore free to turn his attention to the children.

"Where Mummy go?" Petunia demanded, walking over to Dumbledore and glaring, "Why you make her leave us? Babies need Mummy or Daddy will hurt babies."

"Don't worry about it Petunia," Dumbledore smiled, "Your Mummy just needed to rest for a bit. How would you and Lily like to go on a trip with me, hmm? I know a nice family who would love to meet a beautiful childlike yourself." Petunia frowned and took a step back from the man.

"What about Sev'rus?" She asked, "No leave Sev'rus by 'self!"

"He'll be just fine," Dumbledore assured her, "I can only take two people with me, so I will bring you and Lily, and I'll take Severus up to your mother's room, okay?" Petunia thought for a moment before giving a hesitant nod. "Wonderful!" Dumbledore beamed, walking over to the crib. He cast a quiet sleeping spell over Severus before picking Lily up out of the crib and then the crib was gone with a wave of his hand. "There; now Severus will rest with your Mother, and we'll go down the road to visit my friends, okay? Take my hand Petunia." The little blonde girl obeyed and allowed Dumbledore to lead her out of the house and down the road; they crossed through a small park and into a nice-looking neighborhood with neat houses where the people outside smiled and waved, not even making a comment about Dumbledore's strange attire. The came to a house at the end of the lane that was painted white with light blue trim and a blue door; Dumbledore knocked and the door was opened by a young, brightly smiling woman with auburn hair.

"Hello, how can I help you?" the woman asked politely.

"Are you Mrs. Evans?" Dumbledore asked and the woman nodded, "Wonderful! My name is Albus Dumbledore, and I come from the orphanage; I understand you and your husband have been looking to adopt!"

"Oh, yes!" Mrs. Evans cried, stepping back and opening the door wider, "Please, come in Mr. Dumbledore, and have a seat while I go fetch Timothy."

"Please, call me Albus," he smiled sitting on the couch holding Lily in his lap with Petunia sitting quietly beside him.

"Then you must call me Angie," the woman returned, "It's Evangelina, really, but that just feels like such an old name." She let out a small laugh before turning to leave the room, "I'll just go find the husband of mine, and then I'll get us some tea." Dumbledore nodded his understanding and smiled as Angie left the room.

"Sir," Petunia tugged on Dumbledore's sleeve, "What's 'dopting?" Dumbledore smiled and placed a hand on her head before answering.

"Adopting is taking care of someone else's children because the real parent's aren't able to," he replied, "Petunia, your mother told me she can't take care of you, and she asked me to find someone to keep you safe; that's why we're here-the Evans will be your new family."

"No!" Petunia cried, startling Lily into crying as well, "Don't wanna stay here! Take me back to Mummy! Don't want new Mummy!"

"Now, now; what's all this fuss about?" Petunia looked up and saw a kindly young man with brown hair standing in the doorway; without a second thought she ran to him and threw her arms around his legs.

"Please don't!" she sobbed, "Want to go back to Mummy! No stay here! Need Mummy and Sev'rus!"

"Hush child," the man soothed her, "Of course we wouldn't want to take you from your Mother and…Sev'rus?"

"Severus," Dumbledore supplied, "That's her little brother, Lily's twin. The little girl clinging to you is Petunia, and my name is Albus."

"I'm Timothy," the man said, "Now, would you kindly explain to me what is going on Albus? Why is this little girl, Petunia, saying that you took her from her family." Albus sighed and put a sorrowful expression on his face; Harry recognized the expression from his many meetings with the headmaster and growled, only relaxing slightly when Draco pressed him more firmly to his side.

"Hush," Draco whispered, "Don't worry, Lion; Dumbledore will get his, just wait." He pressed a soft kiss to Harry's cheek and the brunette nodded, allowing himself to be pulled into his fiancé's lap where Draco wrapped his arms around him comfortingly before turning his attention back to the scene in front of him; Angie had returned to the room and was trying to help her husband calm the sobbing Petunia.

"Perhaps the girls should go into another room, or outside with Angie," Dumbledore suggested, "what I'm about to tell you would only upset poor Petunia."

"I'll take them in the kitchen with me," Angie volunteered, taking Petunia's hand, "Come on Sweetie; why don't you and Lily come help me make some cookies, and you can tell me all about your Mum." Petunia clung to Angie's hand as the young woman collected Lily from Dumbledore and then the trio went into the kitchen.

"Now, tell me what's going on," Timothy leveled a steely gaze at Dumbledore, "You told Angie that you're from the orphanage, but I don't believe that for an instant."

"You're correct," Dumbledore said quietly, picking up a cup of tea that Angie had brought in; he poured some potion into it unseen and then handed it to Timothy, who sipped it without hesitation, "but I will tell you what you need to know, if you'll give me a moment to collect my thoughts." He closed his eyes for a moment, and Timothy took another drink of his tea; suddenly his eyes glazed over and the tea cup slipped out of his hands. The tinkle of breaking glass caused Dumbledore to open his eyes and smile at the man in front of him. "Excellent; when I leave today you will have no memory of me being here; Lily and Petunia are your daughters; Petunia was born November 10, 1958, and Lily was born January 30, 1960. You and Evangelina are their biological parents, and will keep them away from the family on Spinner's End because they are a bad influence. Also, your wife will go by Evangelina instead of Angie because it is much classier. Call Angie to bring the girls in, and have her drink a cup of tea."

"Angie!" Timothy called, "Can you bring the girls back, please?" Angie appeared a few minutes later with a giggling Lily and a quiet-but no longer sobbing-Petunia.

"What is it Timothy?" Angie asked, sitting by her husband and pulling both girls into her lap; Dumbledore cast a nonverbal sleeping spell on Petunia as Timothy handed his wife a cup of the tea Dumbledore had spiked; soon she too dropped her teacup, and Dumbledore gave her the same story as Timothy. When that was done, he whispered memory charm over Petunia, erasing all memories of her biological family, but he neglected to do the same for Lily, probably figuring she would be too young to remember anything from her former life. When that was done, Dumbledore placed a sleeping charm on the whole family and cast a glamour over Lily, turning her fine, black hair into thick auburn locks, and then proceeded to make some changes to the house. First, he went upstairs and turned one of the extra bedrooms into a nursery for the girls, with a crib for Lily and a child's bed for Petunia. Then, he magically created an abundance of photos which he had altered from some that he stole from Eileen, and finally levitated the family upstairs before leaving the house.

Dumbledore apparated back over to the house on Spinner's End and, once inside, erased all evidence of the two little girls who had formerly lived there. With a wave of his hand the baby crib appeared back downstairs and Dumbledore saw that baby Severus was awake and glaring at him accusingly.

"You suspect something of what I've done, don't you?" Dumbledore chuckled, "Ah well, no matter; in a few weeks you will have forgotten all about poor Lily. I'm afraid you are in for a rough childhood, my boy, but don't worry; I will be there for you to turn to. Everything I do is for the greater good, and one day you shall act as my right-hand man, but I'm afraid you'll have to prove yourself through fire first. Well, Severus my boy, I must be going." He smiled at the frowning baby once more before apparating out of the house, and then the scene went dark.

"That…bastard!" Harry seethed as the sitting room reappeared around them, "He had no right to do that!"

"I quite agree," Severus said, "but, unfortunately, it is too late to do anything about it now. Potter, Harry, I know I haven't been exactly fair to you, taking my anger at your father out on you, but I was wondering if you would be willing to start over?"

"Of course," Harry replied, smiling, "Neither of us has much family, and I've always felt that family was important; everybody always tells me stories of my father-maybe you can tell me about my mother?"

"I'd enjoy that," Severus said, "Dumbledore will not be happy about this turn of events; he may fire me when he finds out…"

"Don't tell him then," Draco suggested, "Pretend that you still hate Harry and only tolerate him for my sake; we're going to need you at school this year, I just know it."

"Oh, have the blibbering humdingers been talking to you as well?" Luna asked him, "They have been very forthcoming recently; something has made them happy."

"Riiiight," Draco said, "Anyway, Harry has already drawn a line between him and Dumbledore, and I obviously stand with him, so we will need support from a teacher we can trust."

"Very well," Severus nodded, "I will try not to alienate Dumbledore just yet however, if I am going to remain the potions teacher I expect my nephew to be in the class and do well in it; I was able to get a peek at your Potions OWL and you somehow managed to get an O, just barely-this year you will do better, am I clear?"

"Yes," Harry sighed, "I'll try to do better." He let out a yawn and leaned back into Draco's embrace, "It'll have to wait 'til I'm more awake though, Uncle Sev."

"Impertinent," Severus glared at him, "You will stop calling me Sev, both of you!" He glared at the two boys on the couch before turning his gaze to Narcissa and Luna, "and you two will not call me Sev either!"

"Of course not," Narcissa replied calmly, "Okay, why don't you three head up to bed? If you're not downstairs in time for supper I'll send a goblin to come fetch you, and I'll contact Molly before I take my own nap."

"That sounds great Narcissa," Harry smiled as he got to his feet, Draco at his side; the boys walked over to Narcissa and each kissed her cheek before heading upstairs with Luna. Luna's rooms were close to the stairs, so she gave the boys a kiss on the cheek and skipped off into her room humming happily, and then Harry and Draco finally made it to Draco's room-their room.

"I have some pajamas you can borrow if needed," Draco offered his fiancé.

"That's okay," Harry replied, taking his trunk out of his robe and unshrinking it, "I have some clothes in here that Hermione and Ginny helped me pick out." He dug through the trunk until he pulled out a pair of black silk boxer shorts and an emerald green silk tee. "Do you mind if I take a shower?"

"Of course not," Draco said, "The bathroom is through there; try not to take too long though, because I want a shower before bed also." "Okay," Harry agreed, giving Draco a peck on the lips as he walked by him, "I'll be quick about it."

Draco stood watching as the brunette entered the bathroom and shut the door before he went over to his wardrobe and got out his own pajamas, which consisted of black silk pajama pants and a silver tank top. As he closed the wardrobe he heard a tapping on the window and looked up to see Harry's owl Hedwig, accompanied by a regular brown barn owl and a tan and black long eared owl; all three of them were carrying packages, so he quickly opened the window to let them in. Hedwig and the barn owl dropped their packages off on the bed, but the long eared owl flew over to the desk and looked at Draco expectantly, so he walked over and relieved it of the two packages it was carrying; one of them was wrapped in red paper with a gold bow, while the other was wrapped in black and silver paper and addressed to Draco. He tossed the red package on the bed and examined the package with his name on it; before opening the package he gave all of the owls' treats and they flew off out the window.

Draco turned the package over in his hands-it wasn't very big-and sat down on the edge of his desk to open it. Inside was a silver box which expanded slightly and a piece of parchment fluttered to the desk with the words "Read Me First!" in big red letters; upon opening it, he found it was from the Weasley twins.

Dear Malfoy, Draco:

First off, congratulations on your engagement; second the warning: if you do anything to hurt our little brother, you will die a slow and painful death. Harry has been a little brother to us ever since we helped him load his trunk onto the Hogwarts Express in his first year, and we would do anything to protect him. That being said, from what we've seen today and what Luna and Neville have told us, you make Harry happier than we've ever seen him and so, on this, the day of our brother's birth, we give you a gift that is a joint present for both you and Harry. We know that your relationship is just starting, so some of these products may be out of your comfort level right now, but just enjoy whatever strikes your interest. We have been considering starting an adult line of novelty items, and we'd like for you two to test them out for us and give us your opinion. Don't worry, these are not pranks! So, enjoy and let us know if you have any ideas for future products that you would like to see.

Sincerely,

Fred and George Weasley (AKA the New Marauder's)

Draco finished reading the letter and set it aside to open the box; once the lid was removed he looked at the items inside and grinned. Despite popular opinion, Draco wasn't actually experienced in sexual matters; he'd kissed Pansy Parkinson and Daphne Greengrass and fooled around a little bit with Blaise back in fourth year when they were both experimenting with their sexuality (Blaise had ultimately decided he preferred girls) but he had never had sex. The items the twins gave them would definitely be useful; there was a multitude of different flavored lubricants as well as an assortment of other items that-while interesting-Draco knew neither he nor Harry were ready to try them out yet. Although…he pulled out a piece of green leather that had a name tag reading "Property of Draco Malfoy" and set it to the side; maybe he could convince Harry…

Speaking of which, Draco looked at the clock on his desk and saw that Harry had been in the shower for about twenty minutes and the water was still going. With a wicked smiled Draco grabbed his pajamas from where he had dropped them and, making as little sound as possible, entered the bathroom, where he could see Harry's silhouette in the shower. He silently closed the door behind him, and then crept closer to the shower….

Harry climbed into the shower and sighed happily as the hot water washed over him; it had been such a long, trying day and he was so exhausted! He still couldn't believe he was engaged to Draco Malfoy, his childhood nemesis and the heir to the throne of Terre de Espérer Éternelle, not to mention he became a legal adult in the wizarding world, found out that Snape, his most hated teacher was his uncle, and there was the little incident with the poisonous mushroom…all-in-all it had been a very long day, and he wasn't quite sure what to think about all the recent changes in his life. Harry closed his eyes and leaned his head back, reaching out blindly for the body wash he had seen earlier; as his hand closed around the bottle he felt another hand on top of his and then there was a whisper in his ear; "Need some help Harry?" Harry's eyes snapped open and he dropped the bottle as he spun around to face Draco.

"Draco! What are you doing?" he demanded nervously, blushing as he realized that they were both completely naked; he forced himself to maintain eye contact even as he felt his cheeks burning.

"I told you not to take too long," Draco smirked, "It's been about twenty minutes, and I was getting worried, so I thought I'd give you a helping hand." He raised his hand to cup Harry's face and leaned down to place a gentle kiss on his lips; when he pulled away he locked gazes with Harry and said, "If it really bothers you I'll leave; I won't do anything you aren't ready for." Harry bit his lip uncertainly for a moment before smiling and leaning forward to brush his lips against Draco's once again.

"It's okay," he whispered, "You can stay, it's just…I've never done anything like this before." His emerald eyes were full of uncertainty, so Draco leaned in to kiss him again, murmuring, "Don't worry, and just let me take care of you." He nibbled at Harry's bottom lip and the brunette granted him entrance, tangling his hands in soft platinum locks as he pulled Draco completely under the spray of hot water. Harry gave a small gasp when he felt Draco's hard length against his thigh and tried to back away, but Draco simply wrapped one arm around his waist and pulled him closer, sucking softly on the Gryffindor's tongue and drawing a moan from him. Draco slowly maneuvered them until Harry's back was against the tiled shower wall and trailed kisses across his cheek and down to whisper in his ear.

"I can't believe you're finally mine," Draco licked the shell of his ear, "I've wanted this for so long Harry, my Lion." He nibbled gently on Harry's earlobe before moving further down and placing little biting kisses down the smooth column of the brunette's neck, leaving tiny red marks in his wake as he made his way down to Harry's collar bone. He licked small circles at the juncture between neck and shoulder before pressing his teeth against Harry's skin and sucking, drawing a moan out of the younger boy. Draco adjusted their position so that his knee was between Harry's legs, pressing against the other boy's hardened member as he slid his hands up Harry's water-slicked skin to feel the muscles on his chest before finding Harry's nipples and pinching them hard enough to make Harry whimper; the brunette bucked forward and then gasped again as he rubbed his erection against Draco's knee.

"Oh Merlin, Draco!" Harry gasped, clinging tighter to the platinum locks; Draco responded by biting down on Harry's sensitive skin before lifting his head and smirking at the purple bruise left behind.

"Do you like that, Lion?" Draco asked, "Mmm, you taste so sweet, like candy." He licked down Harry's neck and the brunette squirmed, giggling softly at the sensation. One of Draco's hands trailed a line back down Harry's chest to wrap around his hard cock, and Draco looked him in the eyes asking, "Is this okay?"

"Yes!" Harry gasped out, bucking into Draco's grip, "Merlin, please don't stop!" He moaned softly as Draco pumped his hand slowly up and down his cock, squeezing slightly.

"Touch me Harry," Draco commanded, "I want to feel your hand on me." Hesitantly Harry dropped one hand from Draco's hair and grasped the blonde's cock instead, doing his best to copy Draco's movements on his own cock. It seemed he was doing something right, because he saw Draco close his eyes and lean his head back hissing, "Yesss, just like that Harry Luv; oh it feels so good." Feeling encouraged Harry sped up his movements until Draco was thrusting into his hand; Harry realized that Draco's hand on his own cock had slowed down, and he whimpered in displeasure. "Don't stop Harry," Draco whispered, "Oh Merlin, don't stop! I'm gonna come!" Draco let out a last gasp of "Harry!" and then he was spilling his seed over Harry's hand and he collapsed forward, crushing Harry's body between his own and the wall. Draco continued to move his hand on Harry's cock in a slow, teasing pace as he got his breathing back under control.

"Draaacooo!" Harry whined, "Please!" Draco placed a kiss on Harry's shoulder and then straightened up to look the dark-haired boy in the eyes.

"Remember the bank Harry?" he asked, "I told you that I would have my revenge on you when we got home, and I always keep to my word." With a whispered, wandless spell Harry found his hands trapped above his head and he gaped at the Slytherin in front of him.

"Wh-what?" Harry gasped, "What…revenge?" It took him a moment to process the meaning of Draco's words. "Draco! Let me go!" He began struggling against his invisible bonds, but Draco just smirked at him before leaning in to capture Harry's lips in a bruising kiss. By the time he pulled away Harry had stopped struggling against Draco and was just trying to get his breath back. Before he could get his breathing back under control however, Draco trailed his lips across his lover's smooth skin and down his chest to take Harry's nipples in his mouth one-by-one, sucking and biting on the dark nubs and relishing the moans and pleas falling from his lover's mouth. Eventually Draco moved further down, kissing his way to where Harry's hard length jutted out from a nest of dark curls. Kneeling between Harry's legs Draco placed his hands on either side of the brunette's hips to hold him still and then blew a puff of warm air across his head, making Harry shudder.

"Draco, please," Harry moaned, "don't tease!"

"But this is revenge, remember?" Draco looked up with a wicked grin, "What would revenge be without a little teasing?" He bent his head back down and licked a stripe up the underside of Harry's cock before taking the tip in his mouth and sucking lightly. He spent long moments teasing Harry by licking around his cock and never taking more than the tip in his mouth until the brunette was whimpering and writhing against his hold. When he determined that he had teased Harry enough Draco took the other boy's hard length into his mouth until the tip of Harry's penis was brushing the back of his throat-and had to pull back as he gagged. Oddly enough, that sensation drew a whimper from Harry and Draco smirked to himself as he tried it again, concentrating on relaxing his throat; this time it worked and Draco swallowed, causing his captive to moan and writhe again.

"Merlin Draco! Please stop teasing!" Harry pleaded, "I can't-can't-oh Merlin that feels so good! Don't stop!" Draco chose that moment to lean back and release Harry's cock, making the dark-haired boy whimper in displeasure. "Draco-what? Why?"

"I told you," Draco replied, "This was revenge for you being mean to me earlier; I can't stop my revenge until you've learned your lesson."

"What? You-you slimy snake!" Harry yelled, "You can't do this to me!" He gaped in astonishment as Draco lathered up a washcloth, ignoring him and proceeding to wash himself. Harry pulled fruitlessly at his magical restraints, groaning when Draco "accidentally" brushed his erection as he reached for the shampoo. "Okay!" Harry said, "I've learned my lesson Draco; please don't just stop!"

Draco glanced at Harry out of the corner of his eye, considering making him wait a little longer, but he couldn't resist the brunette when he looked so sexy and wanton, with his green eyes full of pleading. Draco offered no verbal response, but merely sank back to his knees, taking Harry's entire length in his mouth once again and making the Gryffindor cry out. Draco used lips, tongue, and the barest edge of teeth to quickly bring Harry to orgasm and eagerly swallowed everything his lover had to offer.

"That was amazing," Harry said, pulling Draco back up as the bonds around his wrists vanished; Harry pressed their lips together for a moment, tasting himself on Draco's lips before he pulled away to smirk at his fiancé, "Not much of a deterrent to make me stop annoying you though." Draco mock-scowled at him and slapped his shoulder before pulling him away from the shower wall.

"Turn around and I'll wash your hair for you," Draco commanded softly, and Harry obeyed, leaning his head back to enjoy the sensation of Draco's fingers working the shampoo into a lather.

About twenty minutes later the boys came out of the bathroom dressed in their pajamas, and Harry's eyes lit up as he saw the small pile of gifts on the bed.

"They came just before I joined you in the shower," Draco smiled, "Do you want to go ahead and open them now?"

"Can I?" Harry asked eagerly, "I know you're as tired as I am, but this should only take a few moments."

"Of course," Draco replied, pulling him over to the bed, "Open them." He watched as

Harry opened the presents, tossing the wrapping paper on the floor. Molly Weasley had sent him the usual snacks, Ron gave him a box of assorted candies from Honeydukes, Hermione gave him a new quill set and a book on Auror training, Ginny gave him a book that made him blush and Draco laugh (it was titled "Boys Who Like Boys: A Guide to a Healthy, Exciting Relationship"), and the twins gave him an assortment of new joke products. "Oh, I have something else from the twins," Draco told him, bringing over the box from the desk, "It seems they at least support our relationship." Harry took one look in the box and his blush-which had been fading-came back full-force.

"Those two and Ginny," Harry shook his head, pushing the box away, "Sometimes I don't know what to do with them."

"Well, I, for one, am going to thank them," Draco said, looking through the book Ginny had given Harry, "Look; she hid the real book inside the relationship guide." He held the book open to a page in the middle that showed two guys in the act of having sex-and since this was a wizarding book, the picture actually moved, leaving nothing to the imagination.

"That looks-how can they do that?" Harry wondered, tilting his head as he examined the picture, "Hey, what's that?" He touched a little symbol at the bottom of the page, and suddenly they could hear the noises the two men were making. "Ah!" Harry cried, slamming the book closed and throwing it across the room, "I did not need to see that-or hear it!" Draco got up and fetched the book, chuckling as he set it down on his bedside table.

"Don't worry Lion; we can look at it later," he helped Harry gather the gifts off the bed and

Moved them over to Harry's trunk, "we'll make room for all of your stuff tomorrow if that's okay; are you ready to go to sleep?"

"Yeah," Harry yawned, "I think I could sleep for about a week." He climbed onto the bed behind Draco and allowed the blonde to pull him down so that his head was resting on Draco's shoulder and Draco's arms wrapped around him. "'Night Dray."

"Good night Lion," Draco replied, kissing the top of his head, and within a few moments both boys were fast asleep.
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