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Harco Empire	By : Toddy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 34430 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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[Note: conversation =: “speech” & ‘thoughts’ & *telepathy* & #Parseltongue# & {telephone}]
(Multiple man-on-man sex, general debauchery, plus a snake’s tail?)
~~~ PARTYING ~~~
In the Green Ladies Room, when Justin Grabbed him, Blaise howled, stiffened, and fell over on to a convenient settee - Justin on top - in instant hump mood. That seemed to be a signal, Dean grabbed Seamus.
Draco looked at Harry and stood: "Come to Daddy, Harry."
Harry needed no second bidding. They hugged and allowed hands to explore wherever they wanted. Draco needed to feel how big Harry was. Harry's hands immediately went down the back of Draco's pants.
Someone said: "Exuero Nos!" and three naked gay pairs were being ogled by three green female portraits.
There was no resistance when Harry turned Draco around, just the presentation of a pink winking hole and a delighted groan when Harry made the lubrication and relaxing charm before he entered. Harry remembered Seamus and his likes, altered his position slightly.
Draco's eyes lit up: "Why did you not try earlier, Specky? It’s a gorgeous feeling."
"Neither of us was sixteen and I really didn't know you fancied me. Our time at the inn was more like early experimenting. And anyway, we fell out afterwards."
"Well I do now. And I've always cherished our experiments at the Leaky Cauldron. They kept me sane when Voldie had his deathies doing unspeakable things to me. Oh, Merlin, do that again."
"This?"
"Yes, and the other ... ... Oh-oh..........................................."
Harry ploughed on, tingling all over, almost ready to splash out. He heard the others reach satisfaction first and then let go.
The hollow stone-like voice of the castle’s magic rang out: "First point to Harry, Dean and Justin. Rest for half an hour." Some sort of calm descended on the naked company.
At the same time Draco felt Voldemort trying to probe his thoughts. Harry felt it too and between them they erected a successful Occlumency barrier. Over this barrier Draco managed to put a false memory of him playing with Harry’s prick. Something that he was actually doing. The barrier seemed to work for Harry too so he posted and interested but afraid feeling. Both of them sensed the other’s subterfuge. Being strong mages already, their combined strength was greater than the Dark Lord’s. At least for the time being.
Harry and Draco lay panting on a deep rug near the fire concentrating on the Occlumency barrier. Justin and Blaise lay languidly on the settee and the Gryffindor pair had found them some cushions. In that position, D & H explained the next subterfuge and then the others started to offer suggestions. Feeling slightly more refreshed they all moved to sit around the polished circular table. Almost as soon as they were assembled two elves appeared.
"Sonny, what are you doing here," exclaimed a surprised Draco.
"Serving my Master, of course and Dobby showed me where you are."
"Thank you, Dobby."
Dobby looked at Harry: "Master, would all your guests like some luncheon?"
Harry looked around his nodding guests and then replied in the affirmative.
"VERY GOOD," the elves replied in unison and Dobby popped away.
“Erm … Are you all going to stay here now?” Sonny was staring at various semi-inert pricks.
“We need to find a subterfuge to fool Voldie into thinking that I got Specky first, Sonny.”
“And we need to have some witnesses who will report back what they see.”
“Have a party, pretend to get drunk and then debauch each other.” Sonny popped away.
“Um … That seems feasible. What do you say Guys?”
Various positive remarks met Harry’s enquiry.
“Fine … So, who are to be the witnesses?”
“If Theo sees it he’s sure to report back,” suggested Blaise: “Come to think of it, your two thugs, Blondie, would also report back.”
“We ought to have a reason for throwing a party.”
“I know. Blondie has just come back with some illicit booze, and there’s a rumour going around that the professors are going to have a thorough search tomorrow.”
“I like it … We either drink it or pour it down the drain.”
“That’s got the Slyths hooked. What about the rest of us?”
“Gate-crashers who’d heard a rumour. When they get in, a mischievous Blondie winks at his fellow Slyths and suggests they get Specky drunk.”
“Fine … Got it … We’d better have some others too. Say a sixth-year rave-up. See if we can get Herms and Ron to let their hair down.”
“We’ll need a different room. This one’s too special to us.”
“I’ll ask Dumbles. He, McG and Snarky are in on the deception too.”
“I didn’t think McG was so lenient.”
###
Harry went off to find the headmaster and make the arrangements. It did not take long before he was back.
###
“Dumbles says to use the open area in the central tower so that any noise dissipates.”
“The central tower doesn’t have an open area.”
“Yes it does … Well, sort of … It’s covered over, but there’s no glass in the casements. There’s one spiral staircase leading up to it. The door’s behind the statue of the big red knight. If you’re polite to him he’ll open it up for you. He’s called Sir Ironsides and has a big mace. He uses it on you if you’re not courteous.”
Various descriptions of in which passage the Red Knight might be found and the choice of a password filled the time in until Sonny and Dobby came back with lunch. They also were accompanied by a big eagle owl bearing a small box.
"Hello Regent," said Draco, smoothing down some ruffled feathers: "What brings you here?"
Regent hooted and clicked for a few seconds and Harry looked very alert: #It sounds like Parseltongue#, he observed, in Parseltongue.
Everyone looked baffled for a minute, until Harry repeated what he had said in English and a sliver head poked out of the box.
"Hello Silver, how did you get here? Hey guys, this is the pet snake that my father got rid of as a punishment, years ago." Draco had two heads to stroke now.
“Ugh … A snake for a familiar?” Justin looked appalled.
Silver hissed something and looked around.
"Okay Harry what did it say?"
"You need to apologise to her first, Juicy, she feels offended."
Justin did so and Harry translated: "Basically she says Sonny looked after her and she's glad someone here can speak Parseltongue."
More hissing took place and Harry translated: “<> Regent is furious <> Lucius chose some crows to carry a special parcel <> So he listened in to the destination <> Narcissa wanted Silver delivering to the same place urgently <> Regent was only too pleased to help <> The other owls attacked and misdirected the crows <> They'll probably arrive at seven o'clock, this evening <> Their package contains Nagini <> Silver says Nagini has instructions to see that Blondie has first fuck. <>”
"Mmm ... well he's too late for that!"
"Sh-h-h-h" <> Nagini's to ensure that Theo and the other two are witnesses <> like us Voldie thinks a party might be a good idea <>”
"Hmm ... We can arrange that easily!"
"Sh-h-h-h! <> Regent would rather stay <> Silver is going to stay <> And both want a nest <>”
"Please ask Regent if he will spy for us?"
#Parseltongue#
"<> Yes, slightly unwillingly, but yes. <>Silver offers to beguile Nagini for us this evening <> She does not like him, but can distract him from details that might reveal the truth <>”
"Ask her to be careful."
“<>She understands and has some allies to help her <> Regent fancies a pigeon or two for lunch <>”
"I know where some lazy ones hang out when it's sunny. He can approach from deep shadow at about one o'clock."
Justin, Harry, Silver, and Regent, with much hissing, pointing and flapping had an indecipherable conversation. As the elves cleared lunch away, Regent departed. After the pigeon-repast he sat contentedly on one of the casement lintels watching the team prepare for their party. It entailed the procuring of furniture and, once the girls got to know, and amount of decorating with curtains to make a tent-like private space in the centre of the bare floor. They even managed to procure some deep pile rugs. In the end, it resembled and eastern pasha’s salon. Just the place where one would expect a quantity of salacious politics.
At the girls’ insistence, the party turned out to have a fancy-dress requirement. So, much of the afternoon was spent devising their own costumes and charming their clothes suitably. All the attire resembled a fine silk which had the habit of clinging to their bodies, showing off their best attributes. Almost every male present wore a turban with a jewel in it. They had open necked shirts heavily patterned and open almost to their waists. Some of the silken trousers were so sheer that they were almost transparent and it occasionally became very apparent that the wearers were going commando beneath. The females wore silken veils secured by a jewelled headband; only the veil tended to be worn over the hair and not the face. Most of them had low hipped silken trousers, like the males. Their most daring garments were their patterned bras, each one seemed to be flimsier than their neighbours and all managed to have a strategic circle in emphasis. A few daring females just draped their veils over their otherwise bare bosoms.
Those in the know made an afternoon recce to find the red knight, so that when they turned up, suitably cloaked, they could obtain immediate entrance. It was eventually billed as the sixth-years’ age of maturity party. Thus giving a hint of the sexy shenanigans that might be expected. Surprisingly, one or two of the supposedly reserved ones were prepared to let their hair down. Ronald, when he saw Hermione’s daring décolletage, blushed all over – right down to his very visible belly-button.
Once the decorators had gone to change into their glamorous clothes and with Silver’s help Nagini was freed from his box and several Slyths coaxed him up into the roof of the tent. There was a hole in the coverings just above the chaise-longue that Draco and Harry were going to inhabit. Ideal for Voldemort’s pet to spy through.
To start with Gregory and Vincent acted as bouncers, ensuring that only Slyth sixth-years came in and that they were suitably dressed. When Harry’s group appeared they politely asked the Red Knight for entrance so he opened the door. There stood Vincent adopting a blocking pose.
“This is a Slytherin party, you lot were not invited.”
Harry grinned at him: “Nevertheless we’re coming in, Exuero Te!”
To Vincent’s horror all his clothes disappeared, it included his wand which he had not removed from his pocket.
Harry looked at the naked Slyth, who was protecting his valuables from sight, and then at Gregory: “Well do you want to be naked too?” and pointed his wand.
Greg looked at the array of wands pointing at him: “N-no, I’ll let you all in.”
The Gryffs led the way followed closely by Puffs and Ravers. Once they were inside they could hear Gregory and Vincent arguing and, on looking into the ante room found Vincent trying to remove some of Gregory’s clothes to cover himself up. The result was that the flimsy costume became torn and covered neither of their modesties adequately. In the tussle, they both had used dirty tactics and were sprouting semi-hard-ons as a result. It had not occurred to either of them that they could have summoned Vincent’s clothes magically.
That seemed to set the raunchy tenor of the evening.
Over the drinks table Draco whispered to Harry: “It’s a welcome change to see them naked for a change, it’s usually me naked and squealing with them playing with my genitals.”
“Well, your costume leaves very little to the imagination, Blondie,” Harry replied sotto-voce.
“Speak for yourself,” Draco replied archly: “I didn’t think silk could be almost see-through.”
“Fine, I had to play my part in seeming to be delectable bait so you’d have an excuse to ravish me.”
“Don’t forget to feign drunkenness. Those bottles with a red dot have cold tea in them.”
“Why cold tea?”
“Looks like firewhisky, alcohol tends to diminish my prowess, so I expect it will do the same to you.”
“Fine, I understand.” Harry helped himself to a glass out of a red dotted bottle. He also poured a small amount of the real stuff into another glass.
“What’s that for?”
“To splash on myself so that I smell drunk too.”
Harry hammed it up. Gone was his normal reticence. He seemed to lose his awkwardness when dancing and managed to hug everyone at least once. He kissed the girls and groped the boys, swaying and gyrating outrageously. Two or three times Hermione tried to remonstrate with him, but he kissed her soundly and wafted the alcoholic smell in her face. Whilst she was grimacing he drifted off to someone else. Eventually he wobbled over to the chaise-longue where Draco sat with a disapproving scowl on his face.
“Was I drunk enough?” he asked, with a chuckle as he sprawled over Draco and groped him.
“Almost too much. Hermione was scowling at you, but Ronald has claimed her attention. I do believe she has her hand inside his trousers.” Draco placed a hand on Harry’s knee.
“What’s Warrington doing to Juicy? I though he was gone on Blaise.” Harry opened his legs slightly.
“He is, but Theo’s claimed him. Merlin, Millie’s watching both of them wank each other. I bet she’s got damp pants.” The blond’s fingers were crawling up the brunet’s thigh.
“Pansy and Lavender are dancing together, naked.” Harry shuffled forward slightly so that the draconian digits were touching his crotch.
“Don’t be so innocent, Specky. Look where their fingers are.” Draco’s finger found a hole in the seam of Harry’s fabric and gently enlarged it.
“Oh yes! I’m not sure I’d like to do that.” Harry felt his engorgement pop out of the hole and Draco’s fingers caressing it. He looked around and found various others in an equivalent state of déshabillé. He also saw a certain snake’s head peering down out of a hole in the tent-covers.
“Merlin! I feel hot.” Draco left off stroking and slid his silken trousers down.
“Um … So do I.” Harry followed suit: “That’s a goodly sized prick you own.” His hands caressed Draco’s dong.
“So … Would you like to feel it inside you?” Draco’s fingers crept down behind Harry’s balls.
“Not done that before. What’s it like?” Harry hoped his lie sounded truthful.
“I can recommend it.”
Harry deliberately looked uncertain: “I s’pose there has to be a first time and you do look clean.”
Draco grinned evilly: “First times are very special; they often create a bond.”
“Go on then,” Harry leaned back and raised his legs: “You were gentle when we played with each other in the Leakey Cauldron.”
Draco used the same lubricating and relaxing charm that Harry had done. Harry enjoyed Draco’s ministrations more than he had Dean’s. Their joint Occlumency barrier sent a satisfied job completed message from Draco and a surprised but loving signal from Harry. Voldemort was overwhelmed by their double sending but caught the gist. He felt that at last one Malfoy had done what was expected of him. In his glee, he mistakenly caused the hidden ring around Draco’s genitals to melt away.
Whilst they were enjoying themselves, Vincent and Gregory seemed to have overcome their scruples. They lay on the rug next door to Draco and Harry on the chaise-longue. Vincent was on top with a very turned on Nagini watching from the silken ceiling above. The snake wondered what it would be like to enter a human and so detached its stubby tail from its anchorage, made it resemble a human penis and gradually reached down until it was ready to breach Vincent's pucker.
"What are you doing to me?" asked Vincent of Gregory.
"Enjoying your prick in my arse, of course."
"Why then can I feel yours in mine?"
Gregory turned his head and saw a blurred Nagini: "Because there's someone's nine foot long one in there."
Just then there was a loud rip, and the silk gave way. Much more of Nagini was pushed in than the snake had ever intended. Vincent screamed, jumped up, the snakes tail slid out and everyone saw the monster in their midst. All, bar Draco and Harry, fled as quickly as possible, leaving a lonely bruised snake.
Harry and Draco detached, chuckling. A little less afraid than the others.
After the crowd had melted, Harry feigned surprise: #Hello Nagini, spying for Voldie, were you? Well ... You can go back and tell him what you saw#.
Nagini groaned: #Not in this state I can't, everything's out of joint and I have a gastric upset because I've eaten those annoying crows for dinner#.
Harry told a curious Draco the conversation, who advised caution.
"She does seem genuinely injured." #Um ... Nagini ... I could heal some of that, if you promise not to attack us#.
#I'm an honourable snake, we all are by nature, only when He inhabits my mind do I become evil. I enjoyed my holiday when he was away. Why did you bring him back#?
#Because I was captured by a trick. #
#So was I, a long time ago. So, upon my magic's honour, I swear I will not attack you, or anyone here at school, if you heal me#.
After being told, Draco said he believed what the snake had promised. That was backed up by Silver. So, both wizards set about Episkey type charms until Nagini felt healed.
#I could sleep for a week. Any possibility of a warm cosy nook by a fire#?
#Um … Yes … Follow us and we’ll show you#.
Draco and Harry made themselves presentable, and led Nagini to the Green Ladies Room
Gratefully Nagini crawled into the space, curled up and dozed off very quickly. The snake stayed comatose for two or three days before it woke. Once the snake was ensconced the other group members were called in and the ruse explained.
###
Once Nagini felt better and in gratitude; Nagini and Silver cleared the rats from that tower and then dozed off again.
~~~ MORNING AFTER ~~~
They were all surprised next morning. The Prophet carried the headlines: 'YOUR PERVERTED HERO - DO YOU TRUST HIM ANY LONGER?' Just the sort of publicity Voldemort wanted. Then there was a graphic description of what went on. The journalist also cast doubts on Dumbledore's fitness to oversee youngsters, if he let them run riot like that.
Many a lonely witch wept that night, whilst studying the pictures in minute detail. Conversely, quite a few wizards shivered in anticipation of capturing and raping one or both of the nubile young men. Of course, the Quibbler ran an article on temptation and male bonding. Even so, their pictures were graphic and included Nagini crumpled over Vincent and Gregory, plus a warning not to go too far. The group supposed that Theodore had taken the pictures, not that they could trick him into confessing.
What surprised them most was the reaction of the other students. Most seem to have a ‘Good on yer!’ reaction. Others praised them for their daring and yet others thanked them for helping them come-out. There were, of course, some who stuck their noses in the air and pointedly ignored them, but they were a small minority.
~~~ LATER ~~~
A week later, Harry had, with Draco’s and Severus’s help, already walled off the first day's memories in case of a probe from Voldemort.
Then, one very early morning, whilst humping Draco, Harry felt the touch of a Parseltongue thought-probe and replied: *#Is that you silver#*?
N: *#No, it's Nagini again ... Erm ... You two have a lot of stamina, don't you? We snakes like a long sleep after one session, never mind the dozen or more you've just had#*.
H: *# I lost count after Draco gave me that first thrill when he entered me. Much better than Voldemort at the graveyard. It's probably because we two are responding to Voldie’s' geas; that might have given us extra energy#*.
N: *# I was denied that pleasure of seeing you naked and aroused ... However, ... Your aperture looks very inviting ... Erm ... Would you allow me to try out the difference, please#*?
Draco was brought into the conversation for, by now, the urge had abated somewhat. He felt dubious, but agreed with Harry that keeping on the good side of Nagini would be politically advantageous, but highly improper. He did not fancy a snake's tail in his rear at all. However, adventurous Harry thought that once could be interesting. Such a personal matter was not discussed with the gang when they met, nor with the guiding adults. So, with guidelines set down, the snake was allowed to interfere. The experiment was a moderate success, and Nagini was mollified. Sliding away to report to her irate master shortly afterwards.
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That night Harry saw in a Voldie-dream the snake's reception and confirmation of incidents of which the Dark Lord had already received reportage from other sources. Luckily for Nagini, preparations for the first assault on the school interfered with her promised punishment for staying so long away from its master.
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The Green Ladies Room became a suite containing a bedroom for two, a bathroom and a large study. It was now open to Ronald and Hermione and the old study closed. The Gang and the three senior professors were also allowed in, but only Harry and Draco slept there. It soon became common knowledge that Draco and Harry had a shared study, but not with whom else they shared it. Not that that arrangement lasted long, for the battle of the Astronomy Tower soon took place.
Meanwhile the verdant clad threesome no longer made fun of those entrants; reserving their fun for the curious would be intruders. Many a Voldie admirer went away sore and lacking any libido. The pruriently curious also received the same treatment. For the inner circle, thecastle created other very unobtrusive doors. Some being concealed in their bed headboards once their curtains were securely closed. Ronald, Seamus and Dean had a false-backed cupboard situated between their beds where Harry's bed had been. In the restricted section of the Library was a sliding book rack, which Hermione, Justin and Blaise used regularly. The three professors' offices had similar arrangements too. There were other secret trapdoors in classrooms, Quidditch bleachers, toilets and changing rooms, or behind statues and tapestries. All of which led through the Green Ladies' fun room first for vetting. These arrangements were never discovered until after the final battle.
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Somehow, sleeping together lessened the grip of both of their geas. The memory made it easier for Harry whilst he was Horcrux hunting, although he had many wet dreams about Draco. It was easier on Draco too because Voldemort thought he had done what was demanded of the Malfoys, for a change. In fact, no one was allowed to interfere with Draco; just in case Harry returned to school and thus could be brought further under Voldemort’s influence.
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