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Remember Me	By : TigerBlak Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 4136 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2: Memories

That even as Harry and Draco prepared for bed they discussed Sirius’ jaunt to the Egyptian island.

"It’s really interesting that Sirius spent time on a hidden island in Egypt," Draco said around a mouthful of toothpaste. "I mean, Egypt is the seat of magic... it’s almost like holy ground." Spitting out the toothpaste, he rinsed his mouth once more and turned of the light as he made his way to the bed.

"True, but what I want to know is why that woman called him Dog Star," Harry had already taken care of his nightly ritual and sat propped up against some pillows watching as Draco made his way across the room. He had a nagging feeling about the story that his godfather had told him. Almost as if there was something he should remember. "How could he not have asked her what that meant?" By this time Drhad had situated himself in bed and lay on his side facing Harry.

"Don’t worry about it I’m sure you’ll have more questions for him in the morning," Draco trailed a hand up Harry’s arm and left a path of fire in his wake. "Right now there are more pressing things to attend to.’ the Draco smirk was in full effect as he listened for the tell-tale intake of breath that meant Harry was as aroused as he was. Scooting down further on the bed Draco let his lips follow the same path that his hand had taken and pressed languid open-mouthed kisses into Harry’s forearm, elbow and eventually the spot between neck and shoulder.

"I have a really hard time thinking when you do that," Harry murmured as he lifted his neck and gave Draco more skin to tease.

"You’re not supposed to be thinking, you’re supposed to be feeling," Draco whispered back. Draco grasped Harry’s hips and pulled him further down on the bed until he was no longer lying against the pillows. Capturing Harry’s lips Draco wasted no time biting the bottom lip and then letting his tongue soothe away the love bite. Harry’s tongue flicked out to tease Draco’s and a battle ensued for domination of the kiss. Harry relinquished control and allowed Draco to plunge his tongue in branding Harry.

Busy hands grasped the pajama bottoms that Draco wore and pulled them over his hips allowing him to kick them away as they reached his feet. Harry’s seeker hands then reached for the silken heat that was Draco’s member and grasping him he gave the blonde two slow strokes gaining a gasp and pinched nipple for his trouble. "Oh god..." Draco gasped out and he moved his lower half away from Harry’s eager hands. "Uh uh uh this is my night to pleasure you." wagging a finger, Draco smiled at the pouting Gryffindor.

Taking both of Harry’s hands in one of his Draco placed Harry’s hands above his head to prevent them from wandering. "Stay put," Draco whispered against Harry’s ear, as he released his hands. As he withdrew he licked the outer shell of Harry’s ear and reveled in the shudder that racked his body. Draco looked down at the feast of man beneath him and thanked every entity he knew that Harry Potter loved him. Green eyes almost seemed to glow with the intensity of desire reflected in them. The dusky skin was taut with arousal but Draco’s eyes traced every sinew, from well formed chest that matched up so well with his own down to abs that rippled and an erection that wept through the cotton of the pajama bottoms that Harry still wore. Not for long, thought Draco as he scooted down on the bed and pulled the bottoms off exposing Harry’s length to his gaze.

Draco worked his way back up Harry’s body kissing and nibbling on each bit of skin that his eyes landed on. With each lick Harry could feel the pleasure within him pulling tighter and tighter. He wanted so badly to touch Draco, but forced his hands to stay above his head and eventually gripped the headboard. Draco could smell the musk of Harry’s arousal as he crept closer and closer to his erection. Taking his time Draco drew his tongue up the length of Harry’s arousal and slowly kissed the head. Aroused grey eyes met blazing green as Draco stuck his tongue into the slit of Harry’s head dragging a deep moan from him.

Giving in to his passion Draco opened his mouth and sucked Harry in. Working his tongue over the head and then hitting the spot right beneath it, he created a gentle suction designed to bring Harry to the peak. Harry spread his legs wantonly and fought to keep his hands gripping the headboard. When Draco licked the underside of his cock he gave in and brought his hands down and clasped them in the sheets in an attempt to anchor his body to the bed. Harry wanted to drag his hands through the blonde hair of his lover and force his lips to take him deeper inside. He wanted to touch the back of his throat and empty himself into Draco.

Draco knew that Harry wasn’t far from climaxing and he wanted to be in him when he did. Releasing Harry’s prick from his mouth he immediately devoured his lips in a voracious kiss as he searched blindly in the nightstand for the lubricant. Grasping the bottle he coated to fingers and made his way to Harry’s tight ring. After preparing him, using one, then two and finally three fingers, Draco stroked Harry’s prostate, eliciting another moan and lubed himself and worked his way into Harry.

"Fuck, you’re so tight…you shouldn’t be this tight...we...Fuck...we..." panted Draco as he tried in vain to string thoughts together. Harry had had enough teasing and bending both knees he wrapped them around Draco and pulled him the rest of the way in. Draco gasped at how fully they touched. Its always like this...I feel as though I’m one pulsing desire, Draco thought as he began to draw himself out and slam back into Ha An And he is the only one who can fulfill that desire...with grateful tears in his eyes Draco slammed into Harry one last time and erupted, the ripples bounced against Harry’s prostate and caused his climax. Draco collapsed on top of Harry curling himself around the center of the Boy Who Lived...to love me were his last thoughts as he gave in to slumber.

Hours after their heated lovemaking Harry awoke in someone else’s bedroom. This bedroom was draped in sheer white and blue material. The scent of sandalwood assailed his senses and he could hear the sound of a lake, no a river, his mind told him from the opening that allowed moonlight to dance upon the floor. He sat up in the bed and began to reach for his glasses, but realized that everything was in focus. Glancing around he took in his surroundings, the bed he lay on seemed to be raised on a dais and the floor appeared to be marble inlaid with gold. There were pillars surrounding the bed and the carvings were in Egyptian hieroglyphics, but to Harry’s surprise he could understand them

"Hathor, goddes of pleasure," he read off of one pillar. "Mother of all deities," he read off of another. "Consort of Horus," he continued reading the other pillars that surrounded him. "Patroness of song and dance, nourishing mankind and..." he squinted at the furthest away pillar trying to make out the last glyph.

"Guarding over her children," finished a husky voice to the left of Harry.

Turning in the direction of the voice Harry faced a stunningly beautiful woman. A naked woman, his mind cried out and he felt the beginnings of arousal in his gut. She did not so much walk as she seemed to float above the ground. Brown skin touched with cream, waist length wavy hair that contained the most interesting streak of white. Arched brows, one of which contained a similar streak of white. High breasts through which one nipple was a golden ring. Harry forced his eyes away and received a husky chuckle for his embarrassment. He turned back, but she was already at the bed and crawled up to Harry. Amber eyes, like a tiger, Harry thought, entranced. She stalked him, never letting him break eye contact until it was too late.

"I have been waiting for you to awake my Eyes of Deepest Jungles," she caressed his cheek and Harry bent his head into the touch. Harry made motion to speak but she silenced him with a finger against his lips. "No, no talking, a kiss," and she sealed her lips over Harry’s.

Feelings assailed Harry; happiness, desire, lust, want, need, but above all love seemed to shine the brightest. He d fed feel himself reclining again, but not against the bed, instead his back me with something warm and solid. He had not noticed it up until this point. Breaking the kiss he looked over his shoulder and into the silver eyes of his lover Draconis...

AN: If this were me and I were reading this story I would probably be thinking...what does this all mean...well kiddies in the next chapter I got some ‘splainin’ to do...and I do to. So hit that review button and tell me what you think so far...
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