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The Diary - Re-edited	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 23420 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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The ministry ball was in full swing, a lavish affair with the crème de la crème of the wizarding world. Lucius found his mind wandering to his last encounter with Auror Rhyme and he licked his lips as he tried to slow his increasing pulse. He closed his eyes briefly and the image of the woman dressed in leather almost made him moan aloud, her words still echoing in his mind.
“You intrigue me,” she whispered as she leaned close to him, the beat of the music in the club thrumming in his ears, “I find myself thinking of you, do you think about me?” the scent of her perfume, a soft floral spice mixed with the earthy leather filled his lungs as he breathed her in.
“Yes.” He whispered back, uncharacteristically nervous at revealing his attraction to the mysterious woman and mentally berated himself for falling for the masked auror.
“Even though you haven’t seen my face?” he startled at her putting his fears into words, as if she had read his mind and her azure blue eyes sparkled with mischief.
“Yes, I want to know you..you captivate me.” She smiled at his words and her lips brushed against his sweetly, he moaned and followed the kiss as she pulled away.
“I believe you.” She pulled away with a serene smile and sat back on her chair, her body language showing him that it was now back to business.
Lucius opened his eyes at the memory and sighed, he looked around the room taking in the elegant dress of his fellow guests. The need he felt that was building for the younger woman was unlike anything he had experienced, the intensity only matched by his love for Severus.
Oh Severus…will you ever forgive me?
The melancholy mood unabated by the happy festivities, his heart heavy and his worry for his family in this developing war felt like a pressure that threatened to sink him. Thankful that Narcissa supported him in this endeavour, foolish as it would probably be in the end he had to hold on to the hope that Potter would be victorious. Feeling safe within the confines of the Ministry to allow his real thoughts to surface and thanking Merlin that Severus had taught him the skills to cloak his real emotions. His admiration for his former lover growing as he watched the act he played well, missing his companion every time they were near one another.
Oh how I wish I could tell you my true loyalties.
Lucius allowed his thoughts to wander, his feeling for Severus becoming entwined with his burgeoning emotions for the young woman who now filled his life. Distracted by the appearance of the ever smiling Kingsley, the man’s constant good mood infectious and he almost grinned at the man instead schooling his features into his trademark cool sneer.
“Lord Malfoy, how lovely to see you,” the man grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously, Lucius scanned the room before permitting a tiny smile at the man, “I hope that you are enjoying the ball, I was just talking to your lovely wife.” Lucius quirked an eyebrow and Kingsley’s grin grew. The smiling Auror well aware that Lucius and Narcissa were now divorced, a secret that was not widely known.
“It is as most balls are…tedious and dull.” Lucius’ tone was cool and nonchalant.
“Maybe I could relieve your boredom,” he turned to gesture for someone to come over and Lucius prepared himself to be bored by another Ministry pencil pusher “May I introduce my assistant, Melanie.”
Lucius looked up and his heart stopped, those eyes that had haunted his recent dreams and fantasies were watching him with amusement. Auror Rhyme no Melanie he reminded himself looked stunning, flawless skin, her dark haired pinned in an elegant chignon and the floor length black taffeta dress accentuating her curves.
“Lord Malfoy, a pleasure to meet you,” Lucius saw a sparkle in Kingsley eyes as the man excused himself, “I’ve heard a lot about you.” Lucius gently kissed her offered hand and her smile took his breath away.
“You?” he whispered, surprised at the shock in his voice.
“Yes.” She offered her hand to him and led him out onto the balcony, the moon lighting the night sky. A soft warm breeze drifted over him and the scent of honeysuckle from the nearby grounds filled the air. Lucius opened his mouth to speak and was slammed into the wall, Melanie pinning his wrists above his head in a surprising display of strength. His words forgotten as soft lips devoured his in a heated kiss, Melanie licked into his mouth and he moaned. The intensity robbing him of breath and thought, time seemed to stop as their tongues entwined, he had never felt such lust in a kiss before. Breaking the embrace for a brief moment, Lucius found himself drowning in the azure blue eyes.
“Lucius, help me!” Severus’ voice cut through his memories and the horror unfolded in front of him.
The scent of blood, metallic filled the air and it slowly spread around Melody’s unconscious body. Everyone scrambled into action, Remus passing potions to the flustered potion master and Lucius was shocked by the fear that shone in those obsidian eyes. The floo flared to life and Molly ushered Poppy into the room, the nurse paling at the sight. Lucius reached out and held the cloth that was currently pressed to the gaping wound on his lover’s throat. He felt a despair that began increasing as he watched the blood bloom through his fingers. A low chanting of filled his eyes, a soft forlorn frantic tone and Lucius looked up to see Severus’ lips moving.
“No no no no.” Severus moved methodically as he worked but all the time he chanted his fraught prayer.
Harry stood by the doorway, frightened to move and frustrated by a lack of something to do to help. Draco mirrored his unspoken sentiments and he was holding Harry’s hand in a tight grip, his grey eyes brimming with fear at the scene. The room suddenly silent as Melody spasmed, her back arching and a low gurgling sound spilled for her lips. Lucius pressed on the wound harder and Severus began chanting in latin. All of them standing there frozen, Sirius, Molly and Remus wringing their hands with worry and Harry noticed that Dumbledore stood apart from everyone, watching with a cool detachment.
Does he even care?
“Melody.” Severus whispered and for a brief flittering moment azure blue eyes looked into his scared onyx gaze.
“Melody…can you hear me?” Lucius’ voice was filled with hope and Melody’s eyes flickered shut.
Lucius turned to Severus with helpless in his eyes and the potion master galvanised into action, throwing together different concoctions of potions in vails. He shouted instructions to Poppy and they poured vial after vial down Melody’s throat, Lucius stroking her throat to encourage her to swallow. Her naked body littered with bruises and Harry wished he could take away the marks that marred her skin. Soft little whimpers escaped from her torn throat and the shaking intensified, Poppy rushing to help hold her down. Harry was on tenterhooks at the sight and he could hear Draco breathing heavily, squeezing Harry’s hand tighter. Gradually the seizure subsided and Melody stopped moving, Poopy ran her wand over the prone body.
“She’s unconscious…the potion seem to be slowing the progress of the venom,” she looked grave, “If she survives the next twenty four hours then I think she might be over the worst,” her eyes were sad as she gazed at the concerned faces in the room, “I honestly don’t have much faith, but given she has cheated death before so anything’s possible.”
She didn’t cheat death…she died.
Harry watched with baited breath as Lucius stroked Melody’s fevered brow and he felt a lump in his throat at the tenderness in the man’s touch. Severus’ dark gaze was transfixed and Harry could see the longing in his eyes.
“She died before?” Hermione’s voice was quiet and she looked pale at the vision presented in front of her, Poppy informing Remus that Melody shouldn’t be moved. Sirius transfigured a soft bed from a nearby chair and with great care they lifted the sedate auror, Molly covering her exposed body with a sheet.
“They buried her.” Harry whispered, the words making him shudder at the idea and Remus looked at Harry with stunned eyes.
“How?” Sirius asked the question that was on the tip of Remus’ tongue.
“I had a dream,” Harry looked at Melody with sad eyes, “She dug her way out, didn’t she?” Hermione gasped at his words and Remus’ brimming eyes were answer enough for Harry.
“How did that happen?” Draco asked with a hint of fire, looking for someone to blame for the horrific circumstance.
“She was dead,” Poppy’s’ voice echoed in the room as she looked at Melody with a tender glance, “Draco, nobody is to blame.” A soft sobbing filled the room.
“Molly?” Remus looked at the sobbing woman, she shook her head and the tears spilled down her cheeks.
“You weren’t here…oh Merlin you didn’t see,” she looked at Harry with understanding knowing that he could sympathise with her, “She clawed her way out,” Sirius looked nauseous at the idea and Severus’ normally sallow complexion paled further, “She was screaming and crying…I’ll never forget her face.” She shivered and dabbed her eyes.
Draco clutched Harry’s hand harder and Harry could feel the blond’ breath begin to hitch. Alarmed as his lover’s eyes filled with tears at the thought. He pulled Draco into his arms and kissed his lips gently, a soft sigh falling from the blonds’ lips made Harry’s cock twitch.
“Harry, why don’t you all,” Sirius gestured to Ron and Hermione, “Go and get some rest,” his blue lighted on Melody for a second, “I think it’s a waiting game.”
“Let us help too.” Hermione offered and after a quick discussion it was decided that they would take shifts to stay with the injured auror.
All four of them trudged with heavy hearts up the stairs to their rooms, Draco silent and pale. Harry heard Hermione and Ron whispering behind them, the conversation obviously becoming heated as Ron’s voice got louder.
“But it’s him..why him!” Harry felt his temper fray at Ron’s tone and Draco looked at him with forlorn eyes breaking Harry’s heart.
“I love him!” Harry whirled and shouted, Ron stumbled back at the venom in his tone and Hermione blinked with surprise, “I love him Ron,” Harry turned to look at Draco whose eyes shone with happiness, “He loves me…I’m happy…please be happy for me.” The last words were full of hope and Ron lowered his eyes with a sheepish gaze, Hermione took a moment before smiling at Harry and Draco.
“Harry…it’s just such a shock mate…I mean Malfoy,” he took a deep breath, “You two hate each other…right?”
“We did,” it was Draco who answered the question and Harry was curious to what his love would say, “But I will admit that it was childish jealousy on my part,” he smiled at Harry and his heart skipped at how beautiful he looked, “And if I’m honest I always thought he was gorgeous.” He blushed as he spoke and Hermione giggled.
“You thought I was gorgeous?” Harry blurted and Draco smirked at him before quirking his eyebrow sexily.
“Yes of course, Malfoys only want and have the best.” Ron laughed out loud and Harry smiled as he tried not to giggle. Draco snickered and held out his hand to Ron, Harrys laughter died in his throat as he watched, concerned that the red head would ruin the good mood. Ron bit his lip and held out to shake Draco’s and then gave the blond a slight smile.
“If you make him happy then you must be ok,” Ron narrowed his eyes , “But if you hurt him I will hex your balls off.”
“Fair enough,” Draco’s face was serious, “But I will never hurt him I promise.” Harry let out the breath he didn’t even realise he was holding and pulled the blond towards their room reassuring Ron that they would have a proper talk later.
Draco opened his mouth to speak but Harry pushed him up against the door cutting him off with a searing kiss. Their tongues duelled wetly and the heat in the room intensified until it was almost tangible. Hands that were sure and steady tore at the material concealing soft flesh. Harry followed the path of his fingers with his mouth and Draco moaned as Harry mapped every glorious each of the blond’s alabaster skin. Harry licked around the dripping slit of Draco’s cock and the blond keened, his whimpers like music to Harry’s ears.
“Yes..yes..oh Harry.” He breathed and Harry rewarded his pleading by sucking on the glans , the taste of Draco’s pre-come salty on his tongue.
Draco arched his back and tried to stop the thundering of his heart as he took deep breathes. Harry whispered the lubricating spell and Draco almost shouted at the sensation, biting his lip as he felt Harry’s fingers circling his now slick entrance. Harry swallowed Draco further down, bobbing his head as he sucked before sliding his forefinger deep inside Draco’s body. He wallowed in the heady taste of his lovers and the noises that Draco made spurred him on. Harry crooked his finger in a come-hither motion and Draco screamed with pleasure. A burst of pre-come filling Harry’s warm mouth and he smiled at the power he felt over his love.
“more..oh fuck..Harry…I’m going to come!” Harry doubled his efforts at the breathless plea, relaxing his gag reflex as much as he could. His nose eventually pressed against Draco’s sternum, he rubbed the nub inside the clenching tunnel and Draco moaned flooding his mouth as he came lushly. Harry moaned at the taste, he reached down to stroke his own throbbing shaft. Draco’s come sliding down his throat as he tumbled over the edge himself, painting the floor at the blond’s feet.
Xxxxx
Lucius sat with his head in his hands, his eyes closed as he listened to the soft exhales of Melody. He had ushered the others away from the room, his heart aching at the sight of his lover. The silence of the room broken as the door behind him opened, Severus’ voice soft.
“You should rest.” Lucius looked up to his former lover and was shocked at how haggard Severus looked, the recent events having taken their toll on the potion master.
“I can’t leave,” Severus’ dark eyes looked at Melody, “Stay with me?”
“I am not wanted here.” Severus’ voice was deep with emotion and Lucius reached out to touch his hand.
“I want you here,” he looked at the unconscious woman, “I think that she would want you here too.” Severus shook his head negating Lucius’ words and the blond pulled him to sit beside him.
“She loves you?” Lucius nodded his head at the question and Severus’ eyes brimmed with emotion.
“I think so… you love her?” for a moment Lucius thought that the man would not answer.
“I…I never stopped.” Severus allowed a single tear to fall and Lucius pulled the stoic man into his arms.
Xxxxx
Harry felt worshipped, Draco caressed his skin with reverence and tenderness. Soft sweet kisses pressed as he explored Harry’s body. The two lying in bed together bathed in the dawning days light as it streamed through the room. Their bodies warm with sleep and they touched without a goal in mind both of them enjoying the intimacy.
“I love you.” Harry whispered and Draco’s smile lit up his heart.
“Harry,” he pressed a soft kiss to Harry’s lips, “I love you.”
Harry swore he could hear Draco’s heart beating against his own as they embraced. The silky softness of Draco’s flesh as he moved on top of him, the blond thighs parting automatically for Harry to fit in between with ease. Both men moaning as their lengths rubbed, the blood pumping and their cocks firming. Harry wiggled and pushed against Draco and the blond tilted his neck as he moaned. Harry was powerless to resist the growing heat and nipped lightly at the throbbing pulse point. He pressed soft kisses along Draco’s jawline and then kissed his chin before licking into the moaning blonds mouth. Harry mapped the sweetness of Draco’s addictive mouth and his cock felt rigid. The moment broken by Harry’s wand vibrating on the bedside table, Draco groaned and Harry kissed him with intensity before reluctantly breaking the embrace.
“It’s my time to watch.” Draco offered a pout and Harry longed to kiss it off his lover’s face. Draco stretched and moved to leave the bed. Harry pushed him back down and Draco arched his eyebrow, Harry smiled at the gleam in his eyes but shook his head. “You rest.” The blond looked like he was about to protest but as he went to speak he yawned loudly and Harry laughed, kissing him quickly.
“I don’t want to sleep without you.” Draco reached out to Harry and he surrendered, pulling Draco into his arms and kissing him breathless.
“Sleep… you need some,” he kissed Draco again and the blond settled back onto the bed as Harry tucked him, “I’ll be back before you know it,” Harry threw on some clothes, turning to look at his sleepy lover , “Love you.” Draco murmured a sleepy sentiment and Harry’s heart ached at the sight of the angelic blond gracing his bed.
Harry tiptoed through the silent house and the ticking of the clock seemed strangely ominous, he caught the sound of voices as he approached the kitchen. The door slightly ajar and though he felt guilty he found himself spying through the crack in the door. Severus stood in Lucius’ arms and Harry’s heart quickened at the sight, the dark haired man resting his head on Lucius’ shoulder as the blond softly stroked his hair.
“I never stopped loving you,” Lucius whispered and Severus lifted his head to look into his eyes, his gaze searching for the truth in the blonds words, “I know you love me.” Lucius pressed a tender kiss to the corner of Severus’ downturned mouth and the potion master melted into Lucius’ arms.
“I love you…I love you both.” Severus muttered and Lucius looked full of hope.
“We could be together,” his grey eyes looking at Melody, “All of us together.” Severus pulled away and shook his head, Harry felt sadness at the look of despair on the dark eyed man’s face.
“She could never love me again…not after what I did,” he brought his hands to his face and Harry could see his shoulders shake as he began to cry, “I took her innocence and she trusted me… I allowed him to poison the one good thing I had found in my life, “ Lucius moved to comfort him and he made a sound like a wounded animal, a low whine ,”I don’t deserve to be happy…I didn’t deserve her love.”
“You…Merlin Severus you deserve to be loved,” Lucius tried to grab him but Severus floundered from him, “Please…give us a chance at happiness!” Severus sobbed and ran from the room, barging past Harry without giving him a second glance. Lucius looked torn between staying and pursuing Severus, Harry peeked around the door.
“Go to him.” He whispered, Lucius took a long look at Melody before taking a deep fortifying breath.
“Thank you,” he glanced at Melody one last time, “Call me if anything changes.”
Harry watched the man steel himself as he left the room and he felt sorry for the blond, knowing that he was about to face an uphill battle. He sat beside Melody’s makeshift bed and sighed at the extent of her injuries. The sheet covering her obscuring the worst but his heart sank at the bruising that marred her face, the bandage around her neck stained with dried blood from Nagini’s bite. Harry sat and found himself idly playing with the necklace adorning his neck.
“Why do I feel connected to you?” he startled when he realised he had spoken out loud, he took a moment before continuing, “I think that I keep seeing your memories…why?” he reached with shaking fingers and stroked the back of her hand gasping as he looked up into azure blue eyes.
“Harry.” Melody whispered.
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