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Fire and Ice	By : Original-Sin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 10297 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: This chapter has been co-written with the invaluable assistance of my beta Doragonkage. Next chapter will be largely assisted by TheFairyDrugmother.
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The Three Broomsticks, Hogsmeade
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Harry shoved Draco back towards the bed, catching the blond off-guard enough to have the man sprawled on the duvet. Before Draco could regain his composure enough to to snap about being pushed around, Harry had his wand drawn with a spell already cast. Two of the four pillows on the bed levitated up and began transforming them into thin, lengthy strips of red silk that slithered about to latch around Draco's wrists, tugging on them harshly and thus forcing the blond to scoot back.

With Draco positioned at the center of the bed with his arms spread out, the loose ends of the straps latched onto the wooden posts and tied down tight. Try as he might, Draco could not break his arms free, and whats more even his wand seemed unresponsive to verbal summons thus making the blond just that bit more nervous, even though he never showed such.

The slight tipping of the mattress draw Draco's attention back onto the man responsible, his usual scowl in place while enraged questions were at the ready to be flung. Before nay such a thing could take place Harry had brought the tip of his wand down to press against Draco's lower-lip as a silent hush coming from the brunette, effectively silencing Draco's protests.

”Don't worry your pretty little head about anything Draco...I've got everything under control here, you just relax and enjoy.” Harry almost crooned as he trailed the tip of his wand along the edges of Draco's lips, circling them fully before leaning down to claim those lips in heated kiss.

Where the wand had touched flesh had left behind a tingly sensation, but amidst the emotional chaos such a fleeting thing didn't get quite the attention it should of. It wasn't until their make-out session came to a conclusion, that Draco noted that his lips wouldn't co-operate, seemingly stuck together. He could move them freely, as some brief wiggling of them indicated, but he could not part them. As a new wave of dread zipped through him Draco locked his gaze onto Harry, who was currently straddling his waist and casually removing his shirt.

”You can shout all you want at me afterwards, but for now you're going to be a good snake and enjoy.” Harry purred as he shed his shirt, flinging it to the side.

Stretching his arms up above his head Harry couldn't help but to smirk slightly when he felt the man beneath him shiver. With a slight roll of his hips Harry mushed his loins against Draco's in a slow grind, further delighting in the way the blond arched slightly and those pretty eyes fluttered shut for a moment. With his lips magicked together for the time being, Draco could only grunt and groan feebly in response to the crafty little Gryffindor rutting against him through their clothes.

After a while of dry-humping, during which Draco had effectively been turned from an alarmed little snake into a writhing and grunting one, Harry brought himself to a near complete stop. Hips slightly undulating still the ravenette set his wand down on the mattress to free his hand in unbuttoning his shirt, taking his time in popping each button to reveal more of himself for the blond to eye. Each patch of flesh exposed had Draco aching harder than before, those mercurial hued eyes watching with unadulterated desire at the dark aerola that was revealed when Harry's shirt slid down over his shoulders to hang over his elbows while the last buttons were undone.

”That's it little snake...Watch...covet...desire, and realize your own helplessness and revel in having someone else in complete control....” Harry hissed in parseltongue, and the reaction it had on Draco was almost immediate.

The blond arched his back and dug his heels into the mattress while his eyes narrowed and a low growling groan tore itself from his throat, only to be muffled against his inseparable lips. The way Harry was looking at him complemented the way his hips never stopped their shallow motions of bumping their erections together, it was all driving Draco to a height he hadn't thought possible before, especially with himself in such a vulnerable position. It was all so very disturbingly arousing.

With a careless motion of his arms Harry discarded his shirt and made it into a show to leisurely flexing his arms while arching his back, doing all this just to make Draco growl and writhe beneath him even more. The sort of pseudo-sadistic pleasure that Harry got from it all was quite evident in the way his eyes seemed to glow with satisfaction, and if that wasn't a clear of an indication then a glance down below his waistband, guided by the smallest hints of a happy-trail, would surely give it all away.
Harry leaned forward so very slowly while grinding his hips against Draco’s. Piercing green locked in a contest of wills with a stormy grey pair of eyes as Harry brought himself down until the tips of their noses were touching. Breaths mingling in a heady cocktail of scents as the brunette let his hands roam along Draco's sides, stopping once they were pressed flat against the blonds pectorals. Harry pressed his thumbs down against Draco's nipples, letting the fabric irritate the sensitive skin for a moment while the digit circled it lazily for a while, just to get Draco to arch and grunt to either ease the touch on the sensitive patches of flesh, or to further increase the pressure.
In either case Harry soon brought his thumbs to a halt and his hands moved again while the man himself lift himself to a sitting position again. Fingers curling to bunch up the fabric into his fists before yanking the shirt open and sending buttons flying everywhere. The sudden motion had Draco twitching slightly, but as soon as he felt Harry's left hand pressing against his chest again while Harry's right hand trailed up to his neck and slid to the back of his head, gripping the blond locks of hair firmly, almost painfully just moments before the brute of a Gryffindor brought his lips back down onto his for a kiss, one Draco was elated to notice he could reciprocate without the hindrance of his lips sticking together.
While lips moved and tongues battled for dominance, Harry moved his left thumb and index finger to lightly pinch the little nub of a nipple to lightly roll the tender flesh between the digits until it hardened. The sounds Draco made then brought a sensation of power coursing through Harry, all of which he poured into more vigor in the osculate. It wasn't until Harry felt his lungs aching and his vision wavering slightly that he pulled away from the kiss to draw in rapid breaths, watching the blond beneath him breathing heavily through his nose to regain his focus, something harry wasn't planning on letting the man have just yet.
Scooting back a little on Draco's thighs Harry trailed fleeting kisses down along Draco's face, throat and chest until his lips found the unbothered nub of flesh there. Still breathing a bit heavily Harry parted his lips and latched onto the little nub, hollowing out his cheeks slightly to properly pull at the flesh before his tongue darted out to flick and rub until it was in a similar state as the one being toyed with by his fingers.
Draco's eyes fluttered shut and his back arched into the admirably pleasant sensations currently sending his entire body into a whole new level of pleasure. Each pinching roll of fingers making the blond muffled a groan against his sealed lips, while the soothing nursing of lips and tongue had him shivering and his arousal throbbing almost painfully and just when Draco felt like he could come from just this Harry stopped again and withdrew from him entirely. Grey eyes blew wide open into a glare filled with non-verbal demand for the brunette to get right down on it again, a fact that didn't seem to phase Harry at all who merely looked down at him with satisfaction etched onto his features as he took in the disheveled sight beneath him.
”Mmm...Tasty, but I think it needs something a little more...” Harry stated idly while his right hand went down to fetch his wand again. With a quick flick and a quiet murmur of a summoning spell Harry retrieved a shrunken bottle from the pocket of his coat and enlarged again, further delighting in the confused and wild look overtaking the previous outrage in Draco's eyes. The blond looked at the alarmingly large bottle of chocolate syrup in Harry's hand closely as the brunette maneuvered the bottle so he could open the lid with his thumb,with eyes filled with curiosity and desire Draco watched as Harry began tipping the bottle after he had brought it closer to his bare chest. As the first droplets of the dark liquid hit Draco's chest the blond whined against his own lips and his entire body jerked, the damn thing was almost freezing and the sudden contrast against his skin was uncomfortable as all hell, but also incredibly arousing as well, yet it paled in comparison to what Harry did next.
The brunette let the syrup spread along Draco's flesh for a while before dipping down to lick away one stray droplet that was slowly traveling down along Draco's side. Licking and kissing away the sweet liquid Harry made sure to leave the area around Draco's nipple for the very last, especially since the blond was determined to try and twist himself in a way to get him to cleanse and warm the flesh. While Harry teased the left nipple again in an effort to clean it, he switched the wand in his right hand for the bottle and dribble a new mess onto the right side.
Peppering Draco's heaving chest with kisses and licks wherever there was a droplet of syrup to clean Harry let his left hand wander anew. Taking the unoccupied appendage down straight to Draco's groin to cup the man's erection, making the blond shudder and roll his hips up for more. Pressing his hand firmly down against Draco's erection, Harry could feel just how much he was riling the man up, he even swore he could almost get Draco's pulse off of that particular body part.
On the other end of the line Draco felt like he was losing his mind, what with his arms bound up and each of his demanding motions met with swift and borderline cruel dodging and aversion to where he wanted those lips at, but it all eased when he felt the warm weight of Harry's hand pressing against his aching erection, even if it was through the fabric of his pants. With a few needy rolls of his hips Draco felt himself building towards his peak and with one last grind he tumbled over it.
Back arching clear off of the mattress as Draco found his end, although he did blush in embarrassment at having came without much of a physical touch and furthermore having done so into his underwear, a fact that had caught harry off-guard as well.
Harry halted in his licking the moment he felt Draco growing tense beneath him and was about to move his hand away when he felt that final buck and the all too familiar throbbing beneath the fabric before a musky, warm wetness began to seep through the fabric.

”I'm sorry Draco...didn't..quite mean for that to happen...” Harry whispered quietly while he capped the bottle of chocolate syrup and set it aside. ”Let me make it up to you.” Harry resumed, almost bending beneath the intense glare given to him by the embarrassed man.

Shuffling a little to get himself off from straddling Draco's legs, Harry wasted no time in flicking open the button and sliding down the zipper,By now Draco had averted his gaze to everywhere but what Harry was doing at the moment. Even without his eyes to reveal him what was being done, Draco could feel each tug of determined hands at the waist of his undone pants. The slide of wet fabric along smooth flesh, the brush of a warm breath over the cooled liquid and the inevitable freedom for his legs when his pants were finally tugged off the rest of the way and discarded without a second though.
Harry placed his hands onto Draco's ankles and leaned forward, sliding his hands along to cup the calf as he went. Soft lips placed light kisses along the skin of the length of both legs while Harry crept up, licking away every spec of cum they encountered along the way. Firm hands slid along the heated skin, feeling the muscle beneath it quiver ever so lightly beneath the assault of feather-light touches.
When Harry finally reached his desired destination, he wasn't surprised to find a pair of grey eyes staring down at him intently, their bearer eagerly awaiting for what more was coming. Giving the blond a small, although slightly more wicked smile, Harry reached for the bottle of chocolate syrup once more with his right hand while his left slid over to grasp Draco's cock, squeezing the half-erect flesh firmly.
Draco's eyes followed that hand over to the bottle, he watched with growing excitement as it was picked-up and taken towards his nethers again. The sharp snap of the cork being opened had Draco swallowing heavily and his hips gave a slight twitch against the hand that held his length, which twitched against the hold, much to the amusement of Harry who cast a fleeting glance back to Draco once more before focusing on the task at hand.
Carefully Harry tilted the bottle,after he had positioned it right above the flesh in his hand and carefully, letting a thin stream of the rich substance dribble out and onto the fat crown of the rapidly hardening flesh. When the first drops of the cool liquid hit his sensitive flesh, Draco arched his back while his hands gripped the air, a low groan muffled in his mouth.
Harry watched as the syrup coated the tip entirely and began to dribble slowly down along the length only to pool where his fingers were curled around it. Snapping the cork shut and setting the bottle down Harry placed his right hand flat against Draco's hips and pressed down firmly, just to stop those hips from moving without his say-so.
Green eyes closed halfway as Harry leaned forward and stuck out his tongue, letting it swipe against the swollen flesh in his hold to gather up the gathered liquid on his fingers. Carefully the dexterous muscle began swiping and stroking to gather more of the syrup, the brunette himself delighting in the way each brush of his tongue over Draco's erection had the blond jerking against the restraints on his arms and on his hip.
Once Harry had cleaned Draco's erection entirely he pulled away and let go of the throbbing flesh, letting it smack against the blond's stomach as he picked-up the bottle again. As Harry licked his lips clean of the remaining bits of the syrup, he began applying a new layer of it over the length. Starting from the tip Harry slowly drew a straight line down Draco's cock all the way down to his balls, making the blond shiver and groan as the cool liquid was applied.
With the bottle closed and discarded again Harry placed both of his hands onto Draco's hips and pressed down to still them before he dove down again. Tongue darting out to swipe and bathe the flesh, paying extra attention on Draco's scrotum making sure to pop each gland within it into his mouth for a quick suckle and pull, just to rile Draco on more. Once Harry got to the tip again he gave a slight tilt of his head and literally sucked the tip in between his lips, making sure to bathe it generously with his tongue, especially since it had the blond groaning and squirming beneath him.
Slow motions of Harry's head had Draco's length slowly vanishing into the slick warmth of the brunette's mouth to be tasted and savored thoroughly. Harry moaned softly against the throbbing flesh crowding it when he tasted the first dribbles of Draco's pre-come on his tongue. Cheeks hollowing a little more, tongue brushing against the more sensitive areas with more intent behind it.
For a while Harry simply moved his head up and down, sometimes sucking hard enough to hollow out his cheeks, while other times he would simply double the work his tongue did. All of this done just to keep Draco teetering on the edge, but never crossing over it. Atleast not until he had the man at his wits end.
Draco arched his back and struggled against the bonds at his arms and hips, his moans and demands muffled against his lips. Each time Harry would suck him up to the point where he would just need a little push to go over the edge, the little git had the audacity to almost stop entirely and pull back, always looking back up at him with that smug sort of an emotion radiating in his eyes.
As enjoyable as it had been to be pulled back and forth between the peak of pleasure and nothing at all, eventually Draco couldn't take anymore of it and he literally whimpered pleadingly against his stuck lips, the blond taking small solace in that at least since a Malfoy never begged.
With Draco's honest plea for an end of the torment Harry gave the man what he wanted and worked the man up anew, but this time he kept at it until he felt Draco grow tense beneath his hands. Harry drew his head up so his lips were firmly sealed around the tip of Draco's erection as the man let himself go in thick spurts. To show a certain sort of respect for his companion, Harry made sure to gather each drop of the musky fluid before pulling off with a pop. Straightening himself to sit on his calves, Harry tilted his head back and swallowed heavily, almost feeling the hazy gaze Draco was giving him as he did so.
Licking his lips clean of remaining taste, Harry lowered his eyes to look at Draco, a small smile on his lips as he crept over to flop on his side next to his bound lover. Left hand propping his head up, while his right hand was placed flat against Draco's heaving chest to feel the heart beneath beating rapidly.
Draco breathed hard through his nose as Harry moved over to flop on his side, the blond man unable to resist a small shiver as he felt the hand on his sweaty skin. While Draco felt exhausted from it all, he couldn't help but to feel a bit curious if this was all that Harry had planned on. Carefully Draco shifted his hips to bump against Harry's groin, taking some satisfaction on the shuddering gasp that the motion had Harry drawing in.
”If you're so keen on for more...I do have one thing I've been dying to try...” Harry growled softly as he leaned in closer to Draco's ear to gently nibble on the lobe of it.
”But before I do anything, I want you to either shake your head...or nod if you want to go one more round.” Harry whispered quietly against Draco's ear, making the blond shiver slightly as the breath that came with the words washed over his ear.
It didn't take a genius to figure out what Harry was after, and while the notion itself wasn't as pleasing to Draco, the blond did turn his head to look at Harry in the eyes. For a moment neither said anything as one waited for permission and the other drew himself to the conclusion of being able to trust his oldest rival...The savior...The Hero...With a very intimate part of himself.
Slowly Draco tilted his hips away from Harry and pushed back, pressing his rear against Harry's front while also offering the man a curt nod of his head.
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Gardens, Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire
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Astoria stopped walking, completely and utterly dumbfounded. She decided to try a new tactic, anything to shake Narcissa off her tail.
“Mother, you can’t possibly believe-”
“Oh yes, I can and I am” Narcissa cut in with a voice full of icy splinters that made even the most hardened and evil Death Eaters flinch back in the day. “Iasked you a question, Astoria. I expect an answer. Did you or did you not physically, emotionally or mentally abuse my grandson, the heir to the Malfoy line?”
“Well of course not! There is nothing wrong with disciplining the boy. If he says otherwise, then he is lying to get me into trouble. Me! His own mother who carried him--”
“To use a common phrase, cut the shit, Astoria! My grandson doesn’t lie and it wasn’t him who told me. I had a confidential source inform myself and Draco of these allegations. Scorpius has said absolutely nothing on the matter, but the bruises and scratches over his body in places that he couldn’t possibly have been done himself, the nightmares--”
“Lies and slander! I’m telling you that whatever he’s said or had someone say is a lie. He makes things up to get me in trouble, his own mother who carried the brat, who nurtured him all of his miserable life-”Astoria stopped. She had gone too far and she knew it. She pulled out her wand, fully intending to wipe Narcissa’s memory of all allegations.
Then something in her changed, she felt herself detach from reality as her own mouth formed the Killing Curse.
WHAM! She felt something-no it was someone crashing into her in a rugby tackle.
Caleb had come up to ask Narcissa if she needed to go anywhere in particular or whether they were just driving to the beach to watch the dolphins play, when he’d seen Astoria raise her wand. Fear nearly stopped him cold as ran towards his employer’s mother, the woman he’d been in love with for over 11 years. Squibs and purebloods couldn’t marry especially if the pureblood in question was still married, to a man who was locked behind bars for the rest of his life. Still that didn’t mean that they couldn’t fall in love. At least that’s the way they saw it. Narcissa pulled her own wand out and sent a Patronus to Harry directly telling him to bring a squad of Aurors as quickly as possible to Manor, as she had just been attacked by her daughter-in-law.
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The Three Broomsticks, Hogsmeade
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Draco was nervous, with good reason to be. He was about to be penetrated by another man for the first time since he was 18.Harry leaned in closer to Draco, forcing the man to turn fully onto his side. Hands trailing idly along Draco's sides while Harry moved himself to kneel between the blond's legs.
The way Draco would shiver beneath his touch was more than enough to have Harry's heart beating faster, in perfect synchronization with his building desire for the man. When Harry's hands finally cupped the swell of Draco's rear, the brunette took a moment to admire the flesh as it was being kneaded, the occasional flash of that unspoiled hole had Harry licking his lips in anticipation.
When Draco began to squirm and mumble something against his lips while glaring over his shoulder at the man just toying with him, Harry couldn't help a small chuckle from escaping him as he gave one last knead to those round cheeks and kept them apart. With an unobscured view of his prize Harry bent down the rest of the way until his face was barely a breath away from touching Draco's ass, but without wasting any more time teasing Draco with anything, Harry stuck out his tongue and dove in the rest of the way to lick and probe freely in a way he hoped Draco would appreciate.
The feel of Harry's tongue licking and probing at his virgin entrance sent jolts of raw pleasure coursing through Draco's body, each nerve brought to a state of hypersensitivity and in that State Draco could hardly stay still even when the first of Harry's fingers replaced his tongue in preparing him for the main event. Each brush of a blunt finger along the slick velvety warmth of his insides had Draco shivering and clutching at the pillows, by the time Harry had slid in a second finger to really work the hole Draco had been reduced to a heavily breathing mess of writhing pale flesh until Harry found that one sweet little bundle of nerves.
Draco's entire body grew tense, muscles clamping down tight on the insertion within him while the blonds length throbbed heavily against the mattress. Looking over his shoulder at Harry in a way he hoped conveyed his need, no..His unadulterated want for the brunette to get on with it.
With a final brush over Draco's prostate and Harry withdrew his hands to undo his own pants and cast them aside. Now naked as the day he was born, Harry wasted no time in blanketing Draco with his own body. Harry's right hand went down to grab the base of his own erection to steady it and to smear his pre-come along the crevice of Draco's arse. Meanwhile Harry's left arm was used to support most of his weight as he held himself ready and craned his neck to place a small kiss onto the lobe of Draco's ear.
”Finite incantatem.....”Harry murmured quietly, and thus ended the spell that prevented Draco from speaking and to stop the blond from uttering a word now Harry leaned in the rest of the way to claim the blond's lips in a kiss.
While Harry occupied Draco's mouth in another kiss, The brunette also moved his hips and hand to dig in the blunt tip of his erection to press heavily against the puckered entrance. Without breaking away from the kiss Harry began pressing his hips forward to slowly force himself into his lover, letting said man pull away from the kiss to gasp and grit his teeth as the crown was worked in.
When Harry finally breached the tight ring of flesh, Draco grew tense once more and his breath got caught in his throat. ”Shh Draco...it's alright...just Relax.* Harry crooned softly into the blond's ear as he slid his right arm over to partially wrap around Draco's chest as he waited for the other to grow accustomed to the new sensation.
After a while of finding his bearings and a few testing wiggles of his hips later Draco buried his face to the pillow and muffled his words of permission into it, and from the fact that he felt Harry's lips on his cheeks and the man's hips begin pressing down slowly, the man had heard him.
With every inch of throbbing flesh that sunk into his most intimate, Draco could feel the man above him shuddering with the restraint of not just sinking in.
When Harry finally hilted himself within his lover he took a small pause to just enjoy the way those velvety walls undulated around his cock, and ofcourse to place a few nibbling kisses along Draco's shoulder. While Draco appreciated the pause he was also eager for more, not to mention that he could practically feel the way Harry held himself from moving even when he so desperately wanted to.
”Go on Golden boy...You can move...I'm not made of glass you know.” Draco murmured between heavy breaths. Turning his head to steal a glance of the man he would see himself sharing a lot more than this with.
Harry didn't say anything to Draco, he simply smiled and reclaimed the blond's lips in another kiss and began moving his hips slowly at first, but picking up the pace gradually when he felt that Draco could handle it.
By the time Harry neared the peak of his restraint they were really going at it.
Draco had been flipped around once more to lay on his back with his legs hooked over Harry's waist, while the brunette himself placed kisses and love-bites along Draco's shoulders and neck. Both men covered in a fine sheen of sweat as their bodies ground and smacked against one another rhythmically.
As he felt his climax approaching he took Draco's lips in one last kiss as he gave a few rougher thrusts into the man he loved and finally came along with Draco.
As the high of orgasm coursed through the two men, Harry eased himself out of Draco and carefully laid on his side next to the blond. With a gentle caress of his hand along the binds around Draco's arms, Harry undid the spellwork there and gathered the worn-out blond to him.
Even if Draco had something to say or complain about, the fact was that he was far too tired and content to really bother with anything else so he gladly rolled onto his side and pressed close to Harry. Ignoring the messy state they were in favor of just basking in the afterglow Draco let out a soft sigh and placed one last kiss against Harry's sweaty brow before passing out.
Harry stayed awake for a while longer, just watching the blond in his arms for a moment before the allure of sleep won over and before he knew it, he was pulling him into his well-muscled arms and falling asleep instantly beside the man who had claimed Harry’s heart.
Sometime later, Harry awoke. Draco was wrapped in his arms and snuggled up against his chest and smiling softly in his sleep. Harry smiled and then realised that the eerie silver glow was coming from a Patronus. Not just any Patronus, but a beautiful silver wolf that sat down elegantly neatly crossing its front paws and spoke in a soft voice that was familiar.
“Mister Potter, I request your presence in the Gardens at Malfoy Manor. My Daughter -in-law has just tried to attack me. If you could bring a team of Aurors and my son with you I would appreciate it greatly. ”
“Shit! Darco. Draco, wake up!” Harry shook his lover vigorously. “We need to go, love. Your mum’s just been attacked by Astoria.”
“Fuck! Okay, I’m up” Draco slurred rolling out of bed and pulling his underwear on.
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