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Anyone On The Line?	By : Severus1snape Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 14796 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I don´t own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. I simple play with him for fun and no profit.

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The entire school knew all about Harry´s date with Malfoy the day after. Gossip traveled fast around here, especially when coaxed a little. “Mate, you promised you wouldn´t transfer your – thing – onto Malfoy.” Ron said, when Harry, Neville and Hermione sat in the library together and studied, well, at the moment, they were taking half an hour break. Hermione had disagreed, naturally, but with it being Sunday she didn´t want to push and then end up sitting alone.

Harry shrugged, “I didn´t, not really.” He stated, as he tapped his hands gently against the table and tried to balance his chair on two legs without tipping over. Hermione pretended she didn´t notice him violating the school furniture, she had finally accepted the guys wanted a friend and not a second mother. Even though she sometimes struggled with not telling them too much off.

Neville and Ron shared a look before Neville spoke. “Spill it.” Harry grinned at his friends, righted his chair and leaned closer across their shared table while placing his crossed arms on his books.

“I´m making him jealous.” His grin widened when Ron groaned as he thumped his head down onto the table with a loud bang, and Neville´s eyes grew bigger, Hermione had excused herself to the ladies’ room. “Lucius is bound to notice his son getting it on with me, isn´t he?” He laughed when Ron made gagging noises as he raised his head again to stare at his best mate.

“Don´t you fucking dare shag that Ferret-face,” Neville snorted over Ron´s words, “I´ll never be your friend again if you do!” Harry sniggered at his friend´s tantrum.

“You do realize how Malfoys react when someone is mocking them?” It was Neville that asked the question and Harry´s smile vanished. “My Gran once told me about a Malfoy that killed her fiancé for flirting with her ugly cousin. Flirting, mate. No kissing or shagging involved!”

Harry shrugged it off, “Those were different times. I know the laws where looser in the past centuries. Hermione told me that once.”

“Killing is still killing, Harry.” Ron had found his voice. “And this Malfoy is an ex- Death Eater, mate.”

They all fell silent for a couple of minutes, before Neville broke the silence. ”Harry, I know you fancy him, but –“

“Malfoy agreed to date me publicly, Nev. He won´t let Lucius hurt me. I get Lucius to see that he wants me, and Malfoy gets to spin his whole ´I snogged Harry Potter´ around. It´s a win-win.” Harry sat back in his chair and met his friends´ eyes in turn waiting for their responses.

“And what if Lucius doesn´t want you?” Ron asked quietly, because someone had to.

Harry paled and gasped, “Well, he – I mean, we´ve been…” His words faltered. “You think he won´t?” Harry´s words came out sounding pleading and both of his friends felt sorry for him. Ron, because he had already landed the love of his life in Hermione, Neville because he thought of Harry as one of his best mates.

“Harry,” It was Neville that had the courage to answer first, “He´s a Malfoy and a Lord. Most purebloods are extremely proud wizards, and they don´t take it lightly when being mocked or ridiculed.” He fiddled with his hands, “I don´t think he will hurt you, maybe he´d curse you, but nothing too serious. After all, he did change sides and he´s not about to ruin his reputation over some lover´s – er – “

“Over sex.” Ron said bluntly, because he was certain that no Malfoy would ever use the word love in any kind of meaning.

Harry spluttered, “It´s not about sex!” He looked around to see if anyone heard him talking about this kind of subject. “I – I want more than just –“

“But Harry,” Neville said, when Harry stopped talking, as if searching for the right words to burst out his mouth. “It´s Lucius Malfoy we´re talking about. No Malfoy has ever loved anyone besides their heir.” He paused, “Not someone who´s not a pureblood like them, anyway.”

Harry stiffened and it wasn´t because Hermione had just rejoined their table and was staring from male to male before shrugging off her curiosity and returning to her homework.

    -00-

Harry bit his lip as he cornered Malfoy when he was wandering the castle alone. Malfoy fought to keep the sneer away from his handsome face, well, Harry didn´t find him handsome, but most did, and Harry hid his laugh when he realized he was doing this to Malfoy.

It wouldn´t do Malfoy any good to be impolite to the guy he was claiming to date, would it now.

Harry laid it on thick as five Ravenclaw sixth year girls walked by them. “Hey babe, miss me?” And before Malfoy had any chance of answering, Harry pushed the blonde against the stone walls and attached his own lips to his. The girls stared at the two kissing males when they passed them in a much, much slower pace than they had been walking in before the kiss had begun.

Harry licked Malfoy´s bottom lip and the git growled before opening up and practically raping Harry´s mouth with his tongue. Harry almost gagged but let the blonde take control of the kiss, instead, Harry pushed harder against the warm body in front of him.

He´d be damn if the tosser would be in complete control. Harry wasn´t a bottom either. Especially not in a public display.

They parted after a couple of minutes and Harry pushed away from Malfoy and grinned at him. He was panting after something Harry had done. Harry ignored the simple fact that it would be due to lack of oxygen. “I´ll miss you.” He then winked at Malfoy as three Hufflepuff third year blokes passed them, before turning around to walk away, while trying not to vomit.

Malfoy really didn´t know how to kiss at all!

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It was two weeks later, when Harry and Malfoy had had eight kissing sessions in front of someone, all started by Harry, that Harry stepped up the game some.

Malfoy yelped when Harry lifted the fucker and ground his own body against Malfoy´s and ignored the bark from his pretend-boyfriend as he began sucking on the pale neck. Malfoy gasped and grasped Harry´s shoulders and closed his legs around Harry´s form. “Fuck.” Nobody else heard the whispered words but Harry, but they made the Gryffindor groan in approval all the same. “Potter, wha-“

Harry swallowed the rest of Malfoy´s words and continued to rut their groins together. People might pass by them at any time, Malfoy thought. Harry didn´t dare tell the blonde, that many had. Harry kept pushing their bodies against each other, “Potter, what are you – fuck –“

Harry closed his eyes and pretended that the blonde in front of him had longer hair, was taller and older. Harry´s groin felt like It was on fire for the first time in a month, Merlin it had been so long since he had touched Lucius, and he bloody missed it. Hell, he missed him.

Harry came with a gasp and he felt Malfoy stiffen too.

This was particular awkward, neither stared into the eyes of the other, as Harry cast cleaning spell on both of them with a wave of his hand, well on the way to place Malfoy on the ground again. Thank god for feather weight charms, or Harry would have collapsed already, not that the orgasm had been that good. It sort of felt like the same when Harry was wanking. Nice, but not great.

“Mr. Potter,” a familiar drawl stated somewhere from behind him.

Harry released Malfoy promptly, whom didn´t dare meet his father´s eyes, and instead busied himself righting his clothes. “Professor,” Harry said and had the audacity to smile broadly at Lucius. “This is not a whore house, it´s a school, where young children come to learn to control their magic.” He looked down his nose at the both young men, which Harry found odd, “Twenty points and detention tomorrow evening after dinner, Mr. Potter.” Lucius then turned and walked away, much to Harry´s annoyance.

Malfoy´s smirk vanished shortly after when his father stopped and without turning around said, “Your detention will be with Filch, Mr. Malfoy.” When Harry turned to stare at Malfoy, the fool was standing there gaping like a fish on water. He wasn´t sure anyone had ever seen that look on a Malfoy before, Harry laughed and received a smack to the back of his head in return.

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“You will read through and mark these first and second year papers, Mr. Potter.” Lucius pointed at the bulging stack of parchments on the desk assigned to his student, and didn´t even bother looking Harry´s way. “You will stay here, until you´re done, even if it means all night.” Lucius sat at his own desk and began marking his own smaller pile as Harry took a look at the first Ravenclaw essay.

“You used to like keeping me out all night.” Harry muttered, and he did it loud enough so that Lucius would hear, but his professor refused to acknowledge the statement. Harry scribbled his comments in the margin while reading.

Lucius finished his stack when Harry was not even halfway through his own, and the Gryffindor watched the blonde rise from his seat to fetch himself a drink. His green orbs zoomed in on long, pale fingers grasping the glass as his wrist moved around swirling the dark liquor around and around. Harry pictured those fingers firming around his erect cock. “You should concentrate on your work, Mr. Potter.”

Harry was tired from his studies and tired of Lucius ignoring him. “I see now where Draco gets his kissing abilities from, must be a Malfoy thing.” He provoked the blonde professor casually, head still buried in his assignment.

Lucius slammed his glass down onto his desk, causing Harry to jump in his seat while his quill left a red line across the entire essay. Harry cursed to himself. “You will not speak of my son to me in that way, Mr. Potter.” Lucius spat angrily. “I am your professor. And as such, I demand your respect!” He refilled his glass harshly making more noise than any proper Malfoy should.

Harry hid his grin while still facing the paper a second your Gryffindor had produced. “Tut-tut, Draco will be honored that his father is jealous of-“

“Be quiet,” Harry shuddered when warm breath tickled his left ear as Lucius leaned in, “This is your final warning, Mr. Pot-“

“Why don´t you just bloody admit that you miss me!” Harry slammed his quill onto the table so hard that it broke in half. “This is bullshit and you know it.”

“Language!” Lucius stood tall and intimidatingly looming over Harry, but instead of being scared Harry was aroused. “I will not ha-“ Harry pushed back his chair with a loud scraping noise and stood.

“What we have is fucking amazing, and you damn well know it.” Harry placed both hands on Lucius´ desk as the man had sat down behind it again as if he could block out his student by doing that. “Just because you said some things-“

Lucius smashed his glass against the wall behind Harry but the Gryffindor didn´t even flinch. He was used to the Dursleys´ bad tempers, after all. “50 points from Gryffindor. Are you certain you care to explain to your house how you lost those?” Lucius sneered unattractively at Harry. Harry bit into his bottom lip to keep in a groan.

“Lucius,” Harry said, but was interrupted at once.

“Another 20 points, Mr. Potter.” He leaned closer so they were almost nose to nose, “Somethings are better left alone.”

“I still want you.”

Lucius smirked, “I´ll be sure to let my son know that his boyfriend lusts after his father.” He promised.

But Harry called his bluff, “No, you won´t.” He grinned, “Unless you´d care to explain what we have.”

“We don´t have anything, Mr. Potter.” He spat, “What we had was a mistake, clearly.”

“Not true. You would never have led me in if it didn´t mean anything!”

“I was drunk!” He sat back down and met Harry´s stare like it meant nothing. ”It was not one of my proudest moments, but there you have it.”

“You´re a stubborn bloody-“

“Get out, Mr. Potter. Your detention is over.” If looks could kill, then Harry would have died at least a dozen times during this conversation.

“No.” Before Lucius could react, Harry had summoned his wand and clued Lucius to his chair. ”Don´t make me silence you too.” He said and pointed his wand at the blonde.

“Three weeks I´ve been dating Draco, and you haven´t done anything about it! Not to mention the weeks you´ve spent ignoring me after you told me about your father.” Harry huffed in a breath, “And I know you´re jealous.” He pulled his free hand through his hair. “I´ve seen the angry looks, both in class and in between too!”

“Don´t!” Lucius warned and stared into Harry´s eyes with pure ice in his gaze. “It´s none of your business what I said – under influence, Mr. Potter.”

“It is when you made it so! And it´s Harry, Lucius! For Merlin´s sake we sucked each other’s cocks.”

Lucius pretended he didn´t hear those last words at all. “The headmistress will not take it lightly that one of her professors was attacked.” He drawled.

Harry snorted and ran his hand through his hair absentmindedly. “I don´t care.” Lucius´ eyes snapped back to Harry´s. Harry began unbuttoning his robes and let them fall, while Lucius´ eyes widened behind he pushed forth the Malfoy mask once more.

“Mr. Potter –“

“I´m going to remove my clothes now, to prove that you want me too.” Harry stated boldly, while shaking inside. He pulled his shirt over his head and Lucius´ lips thinned into a thin line as he feigned disinterest when a firmly muscled chest was presented to him, lightly covered with dark hairs.

Harry pushed down his trousers and pants in one go, but Lucius had turned his head away, ignoring the young male purposely. Harry growled but had an idea to get back the other´s attention to him. He toed out of his shoes and socks and sat on top of the desk he had been working with a feet away from his professor.

Harry groaned as his hand with a firm grip took his thick prick in hand and pulled slightly. He placed down his wand beside him and spread his legs for better access to his balls, which he fondles in his free hand. He bit down hard and almost draw blood as his thumb circles the head pushing the pre-cum around. “Stop that, at once.” But Harry was too far gone. Besides, the breathe rasp of a voice that Lucius´ demand uttered made Harry´s breath hitch.

“Lucius,” Harry moaned as his hand tugged lightly on his sac and suck two fingers into his mouth, working his tongue around and around, making sure his spit covered every inch of them, before releasing them with a pop.

“Potter!” Lucius must have squirmed in his chair from the sound his ropes were making, but Harry ignored it and rubbed the fingers over his wrinkled skin surrounding his puckered entrance.

“Merlin, yes,” Harry said as he pushed one finger inside and pulled on his dick with his other hand. The groan he heard now couldn´t have been his own, and he wasn´t sure if the panting he was hearing was his own or not. He was much too busy fingering his own tight bottom for Lucius.

The second finger entered his arse and Harry cursed as they angled perfectly at his prostate. ”Yes, god yes…” He couldn´t keep the words in even if he tried. This time the groan Lucius was offering made Harry open his eyes. Grey met green and Harry came hard.
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