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Harry Potter and the Goblin King	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29138 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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            “Ugh; it’s too early to be awake,” Harry complained as he followed a yawning Draco out of their rooms, “Remind me why we have to get up at this ungodly hour again?”

            “Because Sev likes to torture you,” Draco replied, “and also so that we can avoid annoying people who don’t know how to mind their own business.”

            “But it isn’t even light out yet!” Harry protested, “Leaving at four a.m. is just insane!”

            “Mr. Potter; Mr. Malfoy-what are you doing out so late?” The two boys spun around to see Professor McGonagall glaring down at them, “You chose not to be a Prefect this year Mr. Malfoy, so you don’t have any excuse to be out after curfew.”

            “You’ve got it all wrong,” Harry said calmly, “We’re not out-”

            “Excuse me, Mr. Potter, but when have I ever given you the impression that I am stupid?” McGonagall interrupted, “You are very clearly out after curfew, as I can see you, and you will return to your rooms immediately. That’s fifteen points from Gryffindor and fifteen from Slytherin; in addition I expect to see you both in detention this evening.”

            “You can’t do that!” Harry cried, “Draco and I have-”

            “That’s another ten points for arguing with a professor,” McGonagall snapped, “as well as another night’s detention Mr. Potter. Now, as I said before it’s time for you to-”

            “No!” Harry interrupted her, “Why won’t you just listen? We’re supposed to be-” But Draco didn’t hear what he wanted to say next because McGonagall had cast a silencing spell on Harry-and, on him as well, as he discovered when he tried to speak up.

            “That is quite enough,” McGonagall said furiously, “I can’t believe you have such little respect for me Mr. Potter; I thought that perhaps Albus was exaggerating when he said that Mr. Malfoy was influencing you against us, but now I see that he was right. I’m deducting another twenty-five points from Gryffindor, and you have two weeks of detention with me. Now, let’s go see the headmaster; I’m sure there is a clause regarding betrothed couples which allows for them to be separated if one is negatively affecting the other, and I intend to have it enforced-now march!”

            “What exactly do you think you are doing Minerva?” Harry and Draco shared a relieved look as that cold, drawling voice reached their ears.

            “It’s none of your concern,” McGonagall replied coldly, “However I am taking the boys up to see the headmaster; they were out after curfew and when I attempted to send them back to their rooms they argued with me. Albus will take care of this and if I have any say in the matter they will spend a minimum of two weeks sleeping in their house dorms.”

            “That won’t be necessary,” Snape informed her, “You see Minerva, the boys were on their way to meet me in the Great Hall; perhaps you recall the fact that I am taking them to meet up with Narcissa this weekend? Well, they are ten minutes late, so I decided to come look for them, and it’s a good thing I did too. Of course, I don’t understand why they didn’t just explain all this to you…” he trailed off, arching a brow at the boys who began making motions to indicate that they were unable to speak.

            “Mr. Potter was talking back to me,” McGonagall defended herself, “so I cast a silencing spell on both of the boys; they need to learn how to respect professors!” Severus merely narrowed his eyes at her and removed the hex before addressing the boy.

            “Why didn’t you explain the situation before she hexed you?” he demanded.

            “I tried!” Harry protested, “Every time I tried to explain she just interrupted me and took more points! Then, she gave me two weeks of detention, and you heard her threaten to separate us; she said that Draco is influencing me to behave badly!”

            “Well, I hardly think you need Draco’s influence to behave badly,” Severus drawled, “and since this was all a misunderstanding you can disregard the points taken away and the detentions; as for separating the boys,” he leveled his glare on the Transfiguration professor, who had the grace to look slightly ashamed, “not even the headmaster has the authorization to do that-it would have to be approved by the School Governors, and they would never authorize separating the boys. Now, if you will excuse us, we are on a schedule. Good day Minerva; come along boys.” He swept down the corridor, ushering the boys in front of him.

            “She was acting weird,” Harry commented as they rounded the corner, “McGonagall has always been fair, and always gives students a chance to explain, but tonight she wouldn’t listen to anything.”

            “I believe Albus has convinced her that you are the next Dark Lord,” Severus informed him, “You should be careful around her from now on.”

            “Why not get him re-sorted?” Draco suggested, “Since we have our own room he won’t have to go into the Slytherin common room, and then he would answer to you for punishments.”

            “That idea has merit,” Severus acknowledged, “but it is up to Harry.” He looked at his nephew as they continued walking out the front doors and towards the apparition point, “If you want to be re-sorted you can request it at dinner when we get back; there hasn’t been a re-sort in over a hundred years, but you seem to be the exception to everything, so why not this as well?”

            “It doesn’t really matter now,” Harry shrugged, “It’s not like I live in the dorms anymore or anything, but if it gets bad I’ll think about it. Speaking of which, where are we meeting Remus?”

            “The wolf will be waiting for us at my home,” Severus replied, “We really should hurry as we’re already running late. Now, I’m going to side-along apparate the two of you, so hold on.” They were standing just outside the gates, and Harry and Draco each grabbed on to one of Snape’s arms. A few dizzying moments later and the small group arrived at Snape Manor, where a worn looking man with grey-tinged brown hair was waiting for them.

            “Harry!” the man cried out a greeting as they appeared, and Harry broke away from the two Slytherin’s to give his honorary godfather a hug.

            “Remus!” Harry cried as the werewolf held him tight, “I’m so sorry I haven’t written to you, but things have been really crazy and I have so much to tell you and-hey!” He glared at Draco as the blonde pulled him away from Remus, wrapping his own arms around his waist possessively, “What’s your problem Draco?”

            “No problem,” Draco replied sweetly, kissing his cheek even as he glared at Remus, “but we really are running late Luv, and Mother is bound to be worried; you can catch up with Mr. Lupin when we get to the castle. Besides,” his tone turned wheedling, “I’m hungry, and we can’t eat until we get there; aren’t you ready to go?”

            “Fine,” Harry sighed, “but I still want to know why you’re acting all possessive; Remus is family.”

            “And you’re mine,” Draco replied matter-of-factly, “but I’m not acting possessive. Now, is everyone ready to go? Good.” Without waiting for a response he walked through the living room and to the door to Severus’ office and opened a portal to the goblin realm.

            “Draco! Harry!” they found themselves in the sitting room they had been using over the summer and were immediately greeted by Narcissa who gave them each a hug, “It’s good to have you boys back; the house goblins have prepared a large breakfast in honor of you boys. Severus; it’s good to see you again; I hope things are going well? And Mr. Lupin, how are you?” She gave Severus a kiss on the cheek and offered her hand to Remus.

            “Slow down and let us talk Cissa,” Severus said, “Why don’t we have breakfast, and then we can discuss the ceremony in detail.”

            “Oooh, that will be fun,” they heard a dreamy voice from just beyond the doorway, “I can’t wait to sing the incantation! Weasley is our king!” She danced off down the hallway singing.

            “Wait-how and why is Luna here?” Harry asked, “I didn’t know she was coming.”

            “It was a surprise to me as well,” Narcissa said drily, “I walked down here to meet you guys, and there Luna was, spinning in circles and humming. When I asked her what she was doing here she said that she would be needed and the humdingers told her to come. I still don’t know how she got here though-she hasn’t been taught to open the portals yet.”

            “Well, you know Luna will never give you a straight answer, so we might as well not worry about it,” Draco said, “I, for one, am hungry, so shall we retire to the dining room?”

            “I actually had everything set up out in the garden,” Narcissa informed them, “So come along now boys.” She linked arms with Harry and Draco and led the way out of the room, leaving Remus and Severus to follow.

            The group had a leisurely breakfast, discussing inconsequential things such as school work and the new minister. Luna entertained them all with a story about ever-flying evergeens-which she stated were creatures shaped like evergreen trees with wings of pure gold; they evidently made their homes in the branches of real evergreen trees and protected them from harm. Well, everyone but Severus was entertained-Severus was just annoyed and had to take a headache potion lest he lose his sanity.

            “Well, the equinox won’t occur until eleven p.m.,” Narcissa announced as they stood up from the table, “Our celebration begins at five with dinner and dancing, but not much else happens before then. Severus and I will need to spend the next few hours preparing everything for the ritual so that we are ready when the time comes; you are welcome to help us Remus-we do need someone to say the incantation.”

            “I need to say the incantation,” Luna protested, “Moony will be needed for something else when the time comes.” Narcissa studied her niece for a moment before nodding.

            “Very well Luna,” she conceded, “You have been right before and I did not listen to you so this time I shall take your advice and allow you to participate in the ceremony. Why don’t we go into the study and Severus and I can fill you in on the details of the ceremony and what each of you will need to do.” She led the way back to the sitting room where they all arranged themselves among the furniture, with Harry and Draco sitting together as per usual; Harry had tried to sit on the couch, but Draco grabbed him by the hand and led him over to one of the arm chair, pulling the embarrassed brunette into his lap.

            “Must you flaunt yourselves so?” Severus demanded, “I know Mr. Potter is attention starved, but I thought you at least had more sense Draco.”

            “That’s it!” Remus stood up and advanced on the potions master, “I am sick of you always insulting Harry! If you have a prob-”

            “Remus, don’t,” Harry interrupted, “Sev and I have come to an understanding; I guess I forgot to tell you that he’s my uncle?” He looked at Remus sheepishly while the werewolf gaped at him, “Ummm, yeah, long story but Dumbledore kidnapped my Mum and aunt Petunia when they were little and gave them to a Muggle couple and then changed everyone’s memory, but somehow Mum found out and Dumbledore forbid her to tell Uncle Sev as long as she lived so she used a recording sphere which I gave him a couple months ago and we have been trying to get along ever since. Sorry I forgot to tell you…”

            “Th-that’s okay Cub,” Remus said uncertainly, “Severus and Lily were siblings?”

            “Twins, actually,” Severus replied calmly, “I apologized to Potter-oh fine brat; Harry,” Severus corrected himself after a mock-glare from Harry-“I apologized to Harry and we have been working to have a relationship.”

            “Sev helps keep me safe from Dumbledore’s manipulations,” Harry said cheerfully, “Ow! What was that for?” He rubbed his cheek which had just been hit with a mild stinging hex from Severus.

            “I have told you about calling me Sev,” he replied, “You are not to call me that; next time I will-”

            “Use him for potions ingredients,” Draco interrupted, earning himself a scowl from Severus, “Yes, yes; we know. So, Mother-what will this ceremony entail?”

            “Well, you and Harry won’t have to do much,” Narcissa smiled, “The hardest part will be getting Lucius into the Realm of the Veil, however Severus has brewed a potion that will knock Lucius unconscious long enough for us to do the ceremony. The two of you will hold hands while Luna recites the incantation and each of you will have one hand on Lucius so that the three of you are transported into the veil,” she addressed the rest of the room, “Before that, however, Severus and Harry will drink a binding potion, as will Draco and I, and Draco and Harry will also drink a binding potion-this will make it so that Harry and Draco will stay in contact while beyond the veil, and it will also strengthen their ties to Severus and myself, and thus to this world. We will use the Black family crest that we got out of the vault to open to door between the realms, and then Harry and Draco will take it with them and use it to locate Sirius. Once you locate him, Sirius will know the counter spell to get the doorway open again. Now, we only have until midnight, so you must hurry while you’re in the veil. Any questions?”

            “What can I do?” Remus asked, “I would like to help get Sirius back-and make sure Harry manages to get out of that veil-thing alive; he has a knack for getting in trouble.”

            “Hey!” Harry protested, “I have a knack for trouble? What about you, Mr. Marauder? I saw those files in Filch’s office you know; yours was thicker than mine!”

            “I think he means to say you get into a lot of life-threatening situations,” Draco pointed out, “Do trolls, three-headed dogs, giant spiders and dragons ring any bells?”

            “None of that was my fault,” Harry pouted, “It was all a conspiracy.”

            “I believe you Harry,” Luna said solemnly, “everyone knows that the Rotfang Conspiracy is after you; it is entirely plausible that they have been trying to sabotage you since you started school so that you won’t be able to oppose them when you leave Hogwarts.”

            “Of course,” Severus said smoothly, “It must be the Rotfang Conspiracy, and not Harry’s need to investigate every mysterious occurrence that goes on at Hogwarts.” Harry glared at him and crossed his arms, pouting.

            “Well, back to the ceremony,” Narcissa smiled, “The ritual only calls for five people in addition to the ones being traded, so I really don’t know-”

            “I may be able to come up with something,” Severus said, “But perhaps we should give Luna the incantation so that she has time to become familiar with it.”

            “Of course,” Narcissa agreed, handing Luna a small scroll, “I don’t expect you to memorize the whole thing, but it will be easier if you read through it a few time to make sure you have the pronunciation correct; I’ll read through it with you once if you…” she trailed off as Luna picked up the scroll and skipped out of the room without so much as a good-bye. “Well…I will check on her later. I believe we have gone over everything of importance; I know Harry didn’t get to see much outside of the castle during the summer, so perhaps you boys would like to explore a bit?”

            “That sounds like fun,” Harry smiled, “I remember when I first got here we were standing in that purple field, with the stream and the blue forest nearby?”

            “Amethyst Fields,” Draco replied promptly, “We can go spend some time out there, and perhaps arrange for a goblin to bring us a picnic lunch?”

            “A wonderful idea,” Narcissa approved, “I will take care of lunch, and we may even join you. Now, I know you boys left some of your casual clothes here, so why don’t you go change and enjoy the day.”

            “Yes Mother,” Draco smiled as Harry slid off his lap and they each stooped to give her a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room.

            “I have news from the Dark Lord,” Severus announced once the boys were gone, “He has contacted me and ordered me bring Harry to him by Christmas; he wants me to use Draco, and he believes that once he turns Draco to his side that he will be able to invade the Realm as well.”

            “Well, we knew he would try something eventually,” Narcissa frowned, “What I want to know is why he thinks Draco can get him in here…”

            “It was Parkinson,” Severus said, “It seems the Dark Lord broke through the memory block that Lucius put on, and he had Bellatrix, Crabbe, Goyle and Nott torture him overnight; that was two nights ago and he is still recovering from it. Not that I feel particularly sorry for it, Parkinson was never a nice person and he was only too eager to turn Harry over…”

            “Are you going to tell him?” Remus questioned, “If you don’t turn Harry over then Voldemort will just find someone else to do the job-don’t Crabbe and Goyle have sons in the same year as Harry?”

            “Yes,” Severus nodded, “But Harry knows not to trust him and Draco has stopped speaking to them; they do still speak to Theodore Nott, Blaise Zambini and Parkinson’s daughter Pansy, but Draco feels that all three of them are trustworthy…before we return to the school I will tell the boys and make sure they are more careful. Now, I had an idea of how you can help with the ritual…”

***********

            “I still can’t believe how beautiful it is here,” Harry breathed once Draco had apparated them to the edge of Amethyst Fields, “It really took my breath away when you first brought me here.”

            “I remember,” Draco smiled softly, before smirking, “You stood here and wasted ten minutes staring at the landscape and then yelled at me for not telling you that the time had started.”

            “Well, it was rude,” Harry pouted, “And it was also unsportsman-like; you can’t really expect someone who has never seen something like this before to come to the realm and not be affected!”

            “I suppose you’re right,” Draco mused, “Can you really blame me though? You knew I would do anything to win, and I am a Slytherin after all.” He walked up behind Harry and put his arms around his waist, “Are you really upset at the way things turned out Lion?”

            “No,” Harry replied softly, tilting his head back to smile at his fiancé, “I’m a bit surprised-well, actually more than a bit surprised-that we wound up together, and that we are no longer enemies. I really can’t believe I fell in love with a prat like you, and so quickly too…”

            “Well, part of that was the labyrinth,” Draco said hesitantly, “It doesn’t change the way you feel about someone, but the enchantment put there by Merlin makes the two parties involved realize their feelings more quickly than they would normally. Just take us for instance-if we had called a truce at school it probably would have been at least a month before I even tried to kiss you, much less do anything else, but since I can only find “true love” through the labyrinth and we have a thirteen hour time constraint the enchantment locates our deepest feelings and brings them to the surface in a way that will allow us to deal with them and see if we are compatible.”

            “Okay,” Harry said slowly, “So you’re saying if I had given you a chance at school we would have still wound up where we are, only it would have taken longer?”

            “Exactly,” Draco smiled down at him, brushing their lips together in a brief kiss, “and I, for one, am rather glad we didn’t have to go through months of indecision before reaching this point.”

            “I’m glad too,” Harry agreed before pulling away and turning around to smile at the blonde, “Can we go for a walk in the woods?”

            “Sure,” Draco nodded, taking his hand and leading the way, “It’s safest to stay by the stream so that we can find our way out, but there’s this place I want to show you; come on.” He tugged on Harry’s hand and led him into the forest, weaving around trees and bushes on a path that Draco could evidently see but was indiscernible to Harry. As they walked Draco pointed out some of the different plants and at one point they were ambushed by a flock of what appeared to be jewel-colored hummingbirds, but they enjoyed the walk and then Draco came to a sudden stop, turning to face Harry.

            “I want you to see this from the best vantage point,” he said, “so close your eyes and don’t open them until I tell you to, okay?”

            “I suppose I can do that,” Harry grinned and closed his eyes; Draco stood behind him and used his hands on the brunette’s shoulders to guide him further into the forest. It was strange for Harry to realize how much he trusted Draco now, when a few months ago he would have sooner hexed the blonde than allow him to lead Harry around blind.

            “Stand right here,” Draco commanded, pulling Harry to a stop, “Turn a little this way and…” Harry felt Draco’s hands drop away, and then he was told, “Open your eyes now Harry.” Harry opened his eyes and gasped in amazement; they were standing in the middle of a forest clearing which was illuminated by bright golden sunlight. Instead of the blue trees that were in the rest of the forest, the ring of trees around the clearing had bright green foliage and some of them had jewel-bright flowers where some of the hummingbirds they had seen earlier were flying around. The silver stream ran across the clearing but widened into a small pool in the middle with a moss-covered rock next to it. At the edge of the clearing behind them was a tree with a branch overhanging the stream and a vine swing hung down from it, while at the other side of the clearing three trees grew close enough together that their tops formed a canopy; underneath those trees was a pile of cushions and pillows with an emerald green blanket. He finally finished gawking at the clearing and looked over to where Draco was standing and watching him with shining silver eyes.

            “Now this is really amazing,” Harry said, “Did you make this clearing?”

            “I added a few things,” Draco admitted, “like the swing there, and the bed over on that side; I used to come out here a lot during the summer when I just needed to get away from everyone.” He stepped up closer to Harry once again, placing a hand on his waist, “You’re the first person I’ve ever shown it to, and I’m glad you like it.”

            “How could I not?” Harry laughed softly, “It’s beautiful.” He took Draco’s hand and pulled him over to the swing, “Push me Dray?” He gave his lover puppy dog eyes and Draco shook his head smiling.

            “Fine,” he laughed, “I’ll push you for a bit, but then you owe me.”

            “Yeah, whatever,” Harry rolled his eyes, “I’m always owing you for something; at this rate I’ll be indebted to you for the rest of my life.” He grinned as he sat down on the swing.

            “Now you know my secret plan,” Draco teased, “I figure if I continue to do favors for you then you’ll owe me so many favors in return that you’ll never be able to leave me.” He walked around behind the swing and gave Harry a push; soon the swing was going high and Draco smiled as his lover threw his head back laughing-he would never get over the way Harry looked when he was genuinely happy and not worrying about anything, his emerald eyes sparkled even more brightly than the actual gems and he just looked so young and carefree…

            A little while later Harry was finished with the swing and he allowed Draco to lead him over to the pile of cushions on the far side of the clearing, laughing again when Draco gave him a gentle shove making him fall backwards onto the soft pile. Draco quickly followed him down, placing one hand on either side of Harry’s head and stretching his body out to cover the smaller boy’s. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco’s neck and pulled him in for a long slow kiss. Harry may have initiated the kiss, but Draco quickly took control of it, licking and nipping at Harry’s mouth and leisurely exploring the warm, wet cavern with his tongue. When he pulled back to get some air he looked down at Harry, admiring the faint red stain across his cheeks and the unchecked lust in his eyes.

            “Dray,” Harry whispered once he got his breath back under control, “I…I want…” he trailed off uncertainly, before locking his gaze with Draco’s and then said; “Dray-I want you. Please.” Draco’s eyes widened as he looked down at his lover and then gave him a sweet kiss before pulling back to look at him again.

            “Are you sure Harry?” he asked, “I know you wanted to wait, and I don’t want to rush into this if you’re not ready.”

            “I’m sure,” Harry smiled, “I wanted to wait so that it would be special, but what could be more special than having our first time here?”

            “Okay,” Draco agreed, returning his smile with a wicked one of his own, “But we’ll do this my way Lion.” He leaned in for another kiss, at the same time vanishing their clothes with a wandless, non-verbal spell that left Harry breathless. Draco trailed his hands from Harry’s hips, up his sides to his shoulders, barely-there touches that had Harry squirming as Draco continued to dominate his mouth. Once Harry was suitably breathless, Draco kissed his way over to his lover’s ear, licking the rim before sucking on the lobe; he trailed his hands back down Harry’s chest, tweaking his nipples and making him moan.

            “Draco,” Harry tightened his arms around the blondes neck and lifted a leg to wrap it around his lovers waist in an attempt to draw him closer.

            “Be patient Luv,” Draco chuckled, “I’m going to make sure that this is a day you never forget, so just lay back and relax; I’ll take care of you Lion.” He trailed his lips from Harry’s earlobes down his throat, leaving a trail of burning kisses in his wake until he came to his favorite spot on the brunette’s collarbone; there was still a fading purple bruise from the last time he had marked Harry and he quickly set about renewing it, causing Harry to gasp and buck into him. When he was satisfied with the mark Draco continued tracing a path down Harry’s body, pausing to lick and suck at the sensitive nipples; Harry mewled at the sensations and tangled his hands in blonde locks to urge Draco onward. The Slytherin complied, leaving more biting kisses in a trail down his chest and across his toned abs, stopping just before reaching Harry’s engorged member.

            “Don’t stop,” Harry begged, planting both feet flat on the ground and arching up in an effort to get more contact, “Please Dray…”

            “How can I say no to that?” Draco smiled softly, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of Harry’s thigh before licking the tip of his leaking prick. He moved his hands down to Harry’s hips to hold him still as he wrapped his mouth around the brunette’s cock, smirking at the breathless moans he pulled from his lover. After a few moments Draco pulled away and located his wand, but Harry stopped him before he could summon some lube.

            “I, um, I actually brought something,” he blushed, “I brought some of the lube from the twins, and it’s in the pocket of my robe…wherever you vanished it to.” He frowned at the blonde, but Draco merely grinned in response and wordlessly summoned the lube from Harry’s clothes, which had been banished to the swing.

            “You certainly were awfully cocky, hmm Lion?” he teased, “You really think you’re that irresistible?”

            “It’s not that,” Harry’s blush deepened, “It’s just…I have been thinking about this for a couple of weeks now, so I thought it would be better to be prepared.”

            “Well, just so you know, you are irresistible Harry,” Draco leaned up to give him a sweet kiss, “Let me know if I go to fast for you, okay?” Harry nodded breathlessly, as Draco moved back down and returned to his previous actions; he used one hand to hold Harry down as he went to work on Harry’s hardened member while he used the other hand to open the tube of lubricant; once he managed to get a sufficient amount out of the tub he trailed his fingers up Harry’s crack and pressed on slickened digit slowly in his tight hole. Harry gasped as he was breached by the first finger, but it didn’t take him long to adjust to Draco pumping it in and out of him, so soon the blonde added a second finger and began scissoring them inside Harry and the Gryffindor moaned in pleasure. Once he got used to two fingers moving inside him, Draco added a third finger, and Harry winced at the slight sting, but then his fingers were hitting that spot that made him see stars and Harry began thrusting his hips, trying to get.-

            “More!” he pleaded, “Please Dray; I’m ready! Want you inside me; now!” He squirmed as Draco continued to lick his cock and finger his hole for a few more moments and then let out a disappointed whine when the blonde removed his fingers and released Harry’s cock at the same time. Draco quickly covered his aching member with a good amount of lube, eager to finally be inside of Harry.

            “Shhh,” Draco moved up to place a kiss on Harry’s lips as he lined his erection up with Harry’s now-twitching hole, “This is going to hurt a bit, but just relax, okay love?” Harry nodded uncertainly, but his green eyes were filled with love and trust, so Draco slowly moved forward until the tip of his erection passed that first ring of muscles. The pain made Harry screw his eyes closed as he fought to breath normally, and he couldn’t help the whimper that escaped as Draco continued to press into him; the blonde moved slowly but relentlessly forward, pressing soft kisses to Harry’s lips, his cheeks, and his closed eyelids in reassurance. When he was finally fully seated in the brunette Draco stopped moving and instead began caressing Harry’s sides and torso in an effort to help him relax; he gently stroked Harry’s member and soon tear-filled emerald eyes were looking up at him, so he leaned in and kissed his lover, taking his breath away. When they finally separated to breath Harry locked gazes with his silver-eyed lover and said, “Move. Now.” His voice brooked no arguments, so Draco slowly pulled out until only his tip remained inside Harry, and then he snapped his hips forward, impaling him once again.

            “Wrap your legs around me Harry,” Draco commanded and the brunette obeyed, using his quidditch-toned thighs to pull Draco even closer. Draco groaned at the tight heat surrounding him and leaned down to whisper in Harry’s ear, “I’ve wanted you so badly; hold on Lion, because I plan to make sure you can feel me for the next week.” With a soft nip on the brunette’s earlobe, Draco sat back, moving Harry’s legs from around his waist up to his shoulders so that he could get a better angle, and began a slow, hard pace that had Harry moaning and thrusting down to meet him. Draco gripped Harry’s hips in both hands and changed angles again, looking for that certain spot…

            “Merlin; Draco!” the blonde smirked as Harry threw his head back, his eyes closed in pleasure, “That felt-aah!” Draco hit that spot again, and Harry forgot what he was saying as the blonde tightened his grip on Harry’s hips, making sure that he wouldn’t be able to move away now that Draco found the angle he wanted. Harry moaned and whimpered in pleasure, and he was vaguely aware of the harsh pants coming out of Draco’s mouth as the Slytherin increased the speed of his thrusts. Harry could feel himself getting closer and reached down to touch himself, but Draco knocked his hand away, and a moment later her found flowering vines wrapped around his wrist, pulling his arms taut above his head.

            “Uh-uh Harry,” Draco smirked, “Today, I get to do all the touching; first though, I need you to tell me…”

            “T-tell you what?” Harry gasped out, “Please, Dray…”

            “Tell me how it feels,” Draco whispered, “How does it feel to have my cock thrusting deep inside you, driving you towards the edge, filling you up? Mmmm….being inside you feels so good Harry; I love the way your tight walls clench around me; can you imagine what it will feel like when your clenching muscles finally pull me over the edge and I spill myself inside you?”

            “Oh Merlin Draco!” Harry cried out, pulling at his bonds as he craved touch on his aching cock, “Please! Want you so bad; want you to make me cum…want you to cum inside me, filling me up…I need you Draco! Please touch me; please! So close!”

            “You look so sexy like that Lion,” Draco purred, “Writhing beneath me, your face flushed as you pull at you bonds…Merlin, I love you so much Harry!” Draco could tell that he and Harry both were near to climax, so he wrapped one pale hand around Harry’s weeping member and began pumping him in time with his thrusts; he leaned down so that he could nip and lick at Harry’s lips before kissing behind Harry’s ear and commanding; “Come for me Lion; I want to see you come undone beneath me, spilling your seed between us as your clenching ass muscles make me lose all control…Come for me Harry.” He snapped his hips forward once again, going even deeper than before, and was rewarded with a pleasure-filled cry from Harry as he fell over the edge, streams of cum decorating both their chests. Just as he’d predicted, the feel of Harry’s tight channel convulsing around him was enough to make Draco lose control as well, and he pumped his hips a couple more times before spilling his seed deep inside Harry.



            When he finally came down from that glorious high, Draco was still seated inside Harry, whose hands were carding through his hair; Harry pressed soft kisses to the side of Draco’s neck as they got their breath back, and both felt utterly content.

            “That was amazing Harry,” Draco said softly, turning his head to capture Harry’s lips in a soft, sweet kiss, “It was better than I ever imagined.” He carefully pulled out of his lover and frowned when he noticed Harry’s wince of pain; “I was too rough, wasn’t I?”

            “No Dray,” Harry gave him a sweet smile, “I’ve heard from other people that you’re always sore after your first time, but it should fade soon; besides-” he gave him and impish grin, “-I thought you wanted me to feel you inside me for the next week.”

            “Prat,” Draco scowled at him, but his lips twitched as he fought back a smile, “Next time I’ll make it so you can’t sit for a month.”

            “I’d like to see you try,” Harry challenged, scooting over to lay his head on Draco’s chest, “Only…maybe not today. I could use a cleansing charm right now though.”

            “And I suppose you expect me to take care of it?” Draco drawled, and Harry ‘hmm’ed’ in agreement, so the blonde reached out for his wand and cast a quick cleansing charm before relaxing with Harry’s comforting weight on top of him. He reached a hand up to card his fingers through that unruly black hair and was rewarded with a soft sound of contentment from his lover.

            “Mmmm, feels good,” Harry murmured sleepily, “Love you Dray.”

            “I love you too Lion,” Draco responded, and the two soon drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

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            “Okay, is everyone ready?” Severus inquired, “It’s time to start.”



            Harry and Draco had napped in the woods for a couple of hours before getting dressed and returning to Amethyst Fields to meet Luna, Narcissa, Severus and Remus for lunch, after which they had enjoyed some of the festivities in honor of the equinox. The whole afternoon Remus had been giving the boys strange looks, and Harry was certain that the werewolf knew, but he hadn’t confronted the boys yet, so Harry had decided not to worry about it until he had to. Now it was a couple of minutes before eleven P.M. and the group had gathered in the ballroom, with the exception of Remus who was bringing Lucius up from the dungeons.

            “We’re ready Uncle Sev,” Draco said cheekily, earning himself a glare from his godfather, “We already took the potions, so we’re just waiting for Remus to bring Father up so we can start.”

            “I just hope this works,” Harry said softly, and Draco took his hand, squeezing it in reassurance. Harry offered him a small smile, but the door opened before they could say anything else, and Remus entered, levitating and unconscious Lucius Malfoy.

            “The spell I used will keep him out for about an hour,” Remus said, setting Lucius’ body in the center of the chalk circle that had been prepared earlier, “and Narcissa said you have to be back by midnight or you risk being trapped in the veil, so you need to move quickly.”

            “We know Remus;” Harry assured him, “Get in, find Sirius, leave Lucius, and get out; sound like a plan to me. Can we start now?”

            “So impatient,” Severus scowled, “One would think you enjoy risking your life.” He and Harry glared at each other for a few seconds, but Severus broke first, sighing as he laid one hand on Harry’s shoulder and the other on Draco’s; “You two be careful, and make sure you come back to us. Draco-I’m counting on you to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid.” Draco smirked while Harry stuck out his tongue, and then they were being embrace by Narcissa, who gave them each a kiss on the forehead and implored them to be safe.

            “We must start now,” Severus said, and Harry and Draco took their places in the circle facing each other, one at Lucius’ feet and the other at his head. Severus nodded towards the corner where Luna was encased in a sound-proof bubble-her idea as she said it would keep the wrackspurts from distracting her-and they watched her lips move as she began the incantation. After a few seconds a pale blue light rose up around the boys, getting darker and darker as the incantation continued until they were completely obscured from the sight of the others.

At Draco’s slight nod Harry took the Black family crest from his robe pocket and with his other hand pointed his wand at Lucius’ prone body; Draco copied the wand movement, and soon they had him floating as they waited for the door between the realms to open. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity but was surely only a few minutes, a familiar stone archway with a tattered veil appeared, and Harry’s heart gave a lurch. The boys weren’t allowed to speak until they crossed the veil, but they locked gazes and began to move forward together, levitating Lucius between them. Harry took a deep breath as they stepped through the veil, and shivered as he felt like he was drenched in ice-cold water.

“This place is rather creepy,” Draco noted, “Very…grey. Still not as bad as the dungeons used to be however.” The land of the veil was indeed grey, with mists completely surrounding them; by unspoken agreement Draco took over the levitation so that Harry could cast a lumos, enabling them to see a bit better in the dreary landscape.

“I don’t know,” Harry mused, “It’s much colder here than your dungeons were; anyway, they look much better now that you and Narcissa redecorated.” He shivered again and was grateful when Draco moved closer to wrap an arm around his waist. “Well, come on then; we’d better find Sirius.” As he spoke the Black artifact he had gotten out of the family vault let off a soft glow, so he spoke again; “Locate Sirius Black.” The artifact began to glow brightly, illuminating a faint path in the foggy landscape, so Harry and Draco followed it.

Neither boy was sure how long they walked, but they were unnerved by the fact that they didn’t encounter anyone else, and the dreary fog was beginning to affect their mood when Harry caught sight of a dejected-looking figure just in front of them.

“Sirius?” He called out, and the figure jerked his head around, staring wide-eyed at Harry and Draco.

“H-Harry?” Sirius said uncertainly, “Pup? Is that you? No! No; can’t be Harry-it’s another lie, more lies upon lies! Very clever you are, bringing Narcissa’s boy with you, but it’s not real; I know it’s not real. Can’t fool me, not anymore.” Sirius was sitting on the ground, arms wrapped around his knees and rocking back and forth as he muttered to himself.

“No Sirius, it’s really me,” Harry protested, feeling heartbroken at the sight of his godfather, “It really is Harry! You saved me that night at the ministry Padfoot, but I was so lost without you! I swore I’d get you back, and I found people to help me…please look at me.” The gaunt man looked up at Harry, his dark hair more disheveled than ever and his grey eyes haunted. Harry knelt before him and held out the artifact he had used to find Sirius. Sirius looked at it blankly for a moment before reaching out a shaking hand; as soon as he touched the crest, it began to glow even brighter than before, and Draco grabbed Harry by the arm, pulling him away from the blinding light, tucking Harry’s head into his neck to protect him. Finally the light faded and Draco loosened his grip, so Harry turned around and saw Sirius standing completely still with his head bowed.

“Sirius-?” Harry called uncertainly, but Draco placed a hand on his arm to keep him from going to his godfather, “Sirius! Are you…?”

“Harry Pup,” Sirius looked up with a smile on his face, and Harry let out a relieved laugh when those previously grey eyes met his and he saw that they were once more full of warmth and light, “Harry!” Sirius cried happily, running towards his godson; Draco stepped back to allow the two men a moment to connect, watching with a small smile as the two hugged each other tightly. He allowed them a few moments to themselves, before reluctantly stepping forward.

“Harry,” he said softly, “We need to go; there’s no telling how long we’ve been in here, and we don’t want to be stuck.”

“R-right,” Harry said shakily, pulling away from his godfather, “We only had an hour to rescue you Sirius, so we should probably leave.”

“How did you even manage?” Sirius asked him, eying Draco warily, “I remember reading about the veil when I was younger, and there has to be an exchange…”

“Hence my father,” Draco gestured to the elder blonde lying on the ground not far away, “He has finally done something…completely unforgivable, and Mother agreed to trade him for you.”

“I never thought I’d see the day when a Malfoy would sell out another Malfoy,” Sirius sneered, “So what’s in it for you?”

“Harry,” Draco said simply, “I would do anything in my power to make him happy.”

“Except making Pansy and Hermione stop their plots to turn me into the new dark lord,” Harry pouted, “I can’t be a dark lord, because I won’t kill people!”

“Well, you can stick to grey magic,” Draco told him, “then we can still call you a dark lord; the name is just to strike fear into the hearts of those who would otherwise no respect you. Once you get rid of Tom I’m sure you won’t have much opposition, and it will be easy for all of us to improve relations between purebloods and muggleborns.”

“Okay, now I know this isn’t real,” Sirius said as he watched Draco kiss Harry on the cheek, “I must have truly gone crazy.”

“You aren’t crazy,” Harry laughed, “At least, no more than you were before; we really should go though; we’ll explain everything when we get back. Narcissa said you can open the doorway by putting a drop of blood on the family crest, and I think we should hurry because Lucius is stirring.” He nodded at the elder Malfoy, who was indeed showing signs of regaining consciousness. Sirius looked like he wanted to argue, but held his tongue and pulled a small knife out of his pocket to cut his finger; he let the blood drop onto the crest, and the doorway appeared. The boys insisted that Sirius go first, practically pushing him, and then they linked hands to follow him. Draco was just stepping through the doorway when Harry pulled his hand away, and Draco heard a whispered, “Mum?”

“Harry!” Draco cried, grasping for his hand again, “Don’t let go, you idiot!” He grabbed for Harry’s hand again, and the brunette pulled him back into the veil, not seeming to notice Draco at all.

“Mum! Dad!” Harry cried, running deeper into the mist; Draco couldn’t see anything, but he kept a firm hold on Harry’s hand and followed him, not willing to risk letting him go.

“Harry! Harry, stop!” Draco protested, “There’s no one here! Harry!”

“I heard them!” Harry said, looking over his shoulder at Draco with wild eyes, “I heard Mum and Dad; they were calling me and I have to find them!”

“Harry James Potter!” Draco dug his heels in, forcing Harry to stop, “You had better stop this instant and think! Why would your parents be here? They didn’t pass through the veil; this is an in-between world, and they are not here! You just saved Sirius; do you really want him to live with the guilt of you being stuck here instead of him?”

“N-no,” Harry said uncertainly, his eyes spilling over with tears, “But…I heard them Dray; I heard my parents! Why can’t I see them? It’s not fair!” He buried his head in Draco’s chest and began to sob.

“Shh, hush Lion,” Draco soothed him, “I know it’s not fair, and we can never bring your parents back, but you can see them; when we get back to school you can use the birthday gift I gave you and visit them.” Harry’s sobs grew quieter, and Draco adjusted his hold on the brunette until he could lift the smaller boy into his arms and carry him, ignoring Harry’s protests. It took him a few minutes to locate the door Sirius had opened, but he finally made it and stepped through, sighing when they were greeted by the sound of arguing.

“You are the adult!” Severus was shouting, “It was your responsibility to make sure the boys came home safe! How can you be so irresponsible with someone you claim to love like a son?”

“How was I supposed to know they wouldn’t follow me?” Sirius retorted, “Neither one of them acted like they wanted to stay, and why would they!”

“Really?” Harry spoke up from where he was cradled in Draco’s arms, and the adults spun around to stare at them, “Sirius has only been back what, five minutes? And you’re already fighting? I guess I really shouldn’t be surprised…”

“Harry!” “Pup” Severus and Sirius cried at the same time, both of them rushing towards the boys.

“Malfoy! What did you do to Harry?” Severus glowered, attempting to take Harry out of the blonde’s arms.

“No!” Harry protested, clinging to Draco’s neck, “No way Sirius; Draco is a part of my life now, a very important part of my life, and you aren’t allowed to give him a hard time. Today has been very emotional, and I want to go lie down;” he lowered his voice and looked up at Draco, “Please Dray? Can we go to our rooms?”

“Of course,” Draco assured him, dropping a kiss on his temple, “Mother, I’m taking Harry up to bed; we don’t want to be disturbed until tomorrow, and Severus and Sirius are not allowed in our rooms unless they can learn to get along.”

“Of course Dragon,” Narcissa agreed, “Luna should be going to bed as well, so we will go upstairs with you.” She leveled a glare on the three grown men in the room, “You will talk and work things out tonight, or I will kick all of you out of my castle; Remus-you make sure they don’t kill each other. Come along Luna, I know you’re tired, but you did a wonderful job tonight dear.”

“The blibbering humdingers were very helpful,” Luna replied dreamily, taking Narcissa’s hand, “You should leave some cinnamon in here with them; the cinnadoms seem to be especially angry tonight.”

“Don’t worry,” Narcissa smiled down at her, “I’m sure they will be alright.” They trailed up the stairs after Draco, who was still carrying an exhausted Harry. “Draco, Harry,” she stopped them at the top of the stairs, “Will you tell me what happened?”

“I thought I heard my Mum and Dad calling me,” Harry said softly, “and I let go of Draco’s hand, but he managed to grab hold again, and followed me as I tried to find them. If it weren’t for Dray, I would be stuck in the veil right now. I’m glad I have Sirius back, but…things are just going to get harder, I know it.”

“Hush Luv,” Draco shushed him, “We may have a rough road ahead of us, but we’ll manage, you’ll see.”

“You’ll do better than manage,” Narcissa smiled at them, “You boys are strong separately, but together you are nearly unstoppable, and add your friends in…well neither Voldemort or Dumbledore stands a chance against you. Get some sleep boys, and we’ll see you at breakfast.” She kissed Draco on the cheek and then bent down to kiss Harry’s forehead before sweeping a sleepy Luna into her chamber; Draco continued down the hall to their rooms and helped Harry get ready for bed. When they lay down Harry snuggled close to Draco for comfort, and it wasn’t long until they both fell asleep in a tangle of limbs.

AN: Okay, so that is the last pre-written chapter for me to xsfer from FFN.Net; my goal from here on out is to update once a week, but it sometimes takes me longer due to work, life, etc, plus I have another full-length story I am working on at the same time. Please review and let me know what you think!
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