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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}]
(Tree-way fellatio
~~~ MOPPING UP ~~~
~~~ SUNDAY ~~~ 09/08/98
Harry awoke to find two others sharing his bed:
“What are you two doing here?”
“Comforting you,” Seamus replied: “It was almost as if you were having another Voldie-dream.”
“O … Um … Thanks guys … I suppose I was a little overwrought.”
“You most definitely were,” added Dean: “We had to undress you and put you to bed. Now come on, we need to share a shower and then go to church.”
Being Sunday morning, Harry was extremely reluctant to go anywhere near church. When asked why, he told them that he felt dirty and evil. Dean chatted to Harry while Seamus used Justin's mobile to telephone John.
Within a few minutes of them getting dressed John arrived, he took a recalcitrant Harry down into the study.
“Mage Potter. How many people are dead because you acted unwisely?”
“Um … None.”
“Mage Potter. How many people would have died or been seriously maimed if you hadn’t acted as you did?”
“Um … About five hundred.”
Mage Potter. How many families are sorrowing because their loved ones will be seriously incapacitated, for ever, or for many months?”
“Um … Three.”
“Mage Potter. Are those three being looked after properly, with a view to full recovery?”
“Um … Yes.”
“Mage Potter. Pull yourself together, go and thank your troops. Then come and give thanks to God for having given you the capacity to save all our parishioners. Ego te absolve.”
Harry shuddered as John made the sign of the cross on his forehead in oil. His feelings of guilt slipped away and he registered birds singing, beautiful trees and a bright blue sky.
“Thank you John. I needed that. Someone asked if you worked magic, I think you do.”
“I am but Christ’s agent, Harry. He does the magic. Come on, it’s time for breakfast and then for church, Okay?”
“Yes, thank you again. Will you have some breakfast with us, please?”
“Why not, I went fasting to the eight-o’clock, and I am beginning to feel quite peckish.”
John followed Harry upstairs, secretly giving the other two the thumbs up. Most of his friends were munching, and looked up when Harry appeared.
“Hey Guys! You did a marvellous thing last night. There are five hundred people living now who would probably have been dead, raped and tortured. We took no major injuries, and only three people are out of it. They’ll be back with their families in three days, or so Poppy Pomfrey tells me. You all deserve their thanks, but you won’t get it, because they know nothing of what happened. That, to me, is the biggest accolade of all. We did it and no one knew. Very well done indeed.”
“There is one person who has some idea what happened, Mage Harry. As priest in charge of this parish, I would like to add my thanks on behalf of the five hundred you saved. Know that every one of you will always be welcome here. As Harry said, very well done indeed.”
~~~ WOODYATES ~~~
Draco lay in his cell; the remains of the previous lunch still on the shelf. He knew it must be late because he felt hungry. His overlarge intumescence had shrunk slightly but it still got in the way when he turned. He needed a pee so he rose carefully and waddled across to the loo-hole. In passing water his enormous member swelled back to its original, spelled size. He could just touch fingers of both hands round it to hold it steady. He battled hard not to wank it because he could still feel the edge of soreness from the previous time.
Thinking potions; he lay down and drifted off into an uneasy sleep again.
~~~CHANTRY COTTAGE ~~~
After breakfast John went off to prepare for the main service. A few minutes later, Harry, Blaise, Seamus and Dean, donned their outer garments.
“Harry, where are you going?” asked Justin.
“To attend John’s service at church and thank God for our skills and the parish’s deliverance. Don’t you hear the bells calling us?”
“You’re really going to church?” It was Zacharias this time, wearing an incredulous look.
“Yes. Do you want to come as well?”
Zacharias looked round at his fellows; they were all rising from the tables. “Yes Harry, we’re all coming!”
Once they had put on neat muggle-acceptable clothes there was time still to walk, just. So the party set off down the lane at a fairly brisk pace. On the way Harry explained about the tingle. Luckily for most of the Dumbledorians others in the group with muggle backgrounds had attended church before. So they were the ones who found places in the books and handed them round. Harry was slightly less at sea and managed some of the sung responses. Justin and Blaise had good ears for music and a small quartet formed with Dean and Seamus, encouraging their fellows to join in the hymns; because one of them had managed to borrow the missing boys’ music hymn books.
John’s sermon had hints of blessings that were unseen and how we should give thanks for having the gifts to help others. Harry’s friends took it to heart. As they went out after the service, Harry noticed a couple sitting unobtrusively at the back, one had grey sideboards and a dark-blue tail suit; the other was a slim maiden in a black dress.
On the green, the slightly reduced choristers’ team just beat the mages at a friendly game of football. The Farmers Arms and lunch were next. Harry had allowed for the extra muggle money he would need and Richard gave him a party rate discount.
“After all, Mr Potter; I have over two dozen new customers, little extra effort is needed to cook for many as for four, and staff wages are the main ingredient on many a pub menu. Like the Vicar said; it’s the hidden things that count.” Then he gave Harry a knowing wink.
Dean and Seamus had taken Kreacher/Carter and Winky/Winifred in hand, almost sitting on them to stop them serving everybody.
“Kreacher, just sit still, you’re pretending to be a muggle, remember. Muggles have people to serve them, just as you do for your two masters. Just pretend to be a master for an hour or so, Okay?”
“But, Kreacher … Err … Master … Err … Winky … Err.”
Harry saw what was happening and came over, Kreacher immediately jumped off his seat, bowing.
“Carter, do you obey your Master always?”
“Yes Master.”
“Good! Sit on your chair, now. Eat the food you ordered and enjoy it. Right?”
“Yes Master.”
Harry went back to his place and Carter resumed his seat warily.
The pub had filled up with happily chatting muggles surrounding Harry’s party, so substitute words had to be used. The lunch conversations became convoluted, therefore. Rather like Harry’s and Draco’s chat at the ice cream parlour. Some of the mishearing was easy to disguise: Arithmetic for Arithmancy, for instance; Transfiguration was much more difficult to hide and led to a few bizarre misunderstandings. Another problem was the mages being unused to alcoholic muggle drinks. The beer definitely was not Butterbeer; cider as apple juice was understood, but it led to many rosy cheeks and a few wobbly legs as they walked back to the cottage.
~~~ WOODYATES ~~~
Draco awoke feeling dreadfully thirsty. The lunch utensils were still there so he picked up the cup and drained the dregs. He was very hungry so he licked the plates clean. Then he lay down and tried to work out difficult Arithmancy problems in his head in order to take his mind off the pangs inside. At some time, exhaustion overcame him.
~~~ CHANTRY COTTAGE ~~~
On arrival they found Mr Foley and Samantha there, come to make arrangements about removing the remains of the party.
“Come in, come in.” A rosy cheeked Harry invited expansively. He sobered up quickly when he went on to the patio. Neat piles of washed sandwich-dishes, canvas, ropes and poles stood around.
“Well Harry. It seems your friends worked half the night tidying up. Well I never.”
Harry looked at his butler, who nodded. Harry smiled and gave him the thumbs up, thinking quickly about an appropriate reply, “Yes, it seems that they did. We didn’t want to seem ungrateful for all the hard work your ladies put in, Samantha. Your gang were very kind in putting up the marquee, Mr Foley, so we thought it only fitting that we return it to you, properly folded and dry. I’d heard a weather forecast about rain heading our way, so we sought to get things out of the way before they got wet.” Harry crossed his fingers and hoped he had allayed any suspicions.
“Ah … Well … I’ll just drive off to get the gang then. By the way, you can borrow that spare piece of canvas for a week or so if you like”
“Thanks Mr Foley, I’d like that. Perhaps you could give Samantha a lift with the ladies’ plates and trenchers. While you’re gone we’ll get the folded marquee, the ropes and its poles outside for you to collect when you return.”
Mr Foley did as Harry suggested. The friends divided into three groups. One to levitate the goods on to the verge; whilst the other two groups kicked a football about at each end of the lane just out of sight, making sure no muggles saw what was happening with the marquee. It wasn’t courting time for quite a few of hours yet, and it only took ten minutes anyway.
~~~ WOODYATES ~~~
Draco was weak when he registered the need to go to the loo. His cock had shrunk back to near normality, but the hated twinge clasp was still there. He resolved to try and remove it when he felt better and crawled over to the loo to relieve himself. It took all his remaining energy to regain the bench/bed, where he collapsed.
~~~ CHANTRY COTTAGE ~~~
After tea, Harry flooed Minerva to report on their happenings and receive news of hers. She said that the other party had not been as successful because, not knowing where it would be, they could only respond after the attack had started. It seemed also that St Mungo’s was overflowing again and Poppy’s wards were being used as an outpost, mainly because many people were still recovering from the Battle of Hogwarts a few months earlier. She asked if Lavender and Ernie, two students who hoped to become medi-mages, could come back to Hogwarts to help Poppy with some of the new injuries. That pair disapparated within quarter of an hour of the summons. McGonagall also said that the Aurors would call later on in the week, as the few remaining uninjured ones were rather swamped taking depositions elsewhere.
~~~ WOODYATES ~~~
For the rest of that day a still naked Draco drifted in and out of consciousness, not that he had any way of measuring the passage of time.
~~~ LAWN PATIO ~~~
There were a few solemn faces at dinner time, as people realised the show was over and they would be returning to a less exciting life at home, so Harry had another bright idea.
“Hey Guys, most of us are still on holiday for another couple of weeks yet. If you want to hang out here for a bit longer, be my guests.”
This put some smiles back and a happy common room atmosphere soon invaded the company.
Two of the Weasley brothers departed that evening because they wanted to be back at the shop; they were also slightly worried about Ollivander and Fiorello being left on their own, even if they were in the newly warded flat. Ronald and Hermione said they would be off at the same time, as Hermione’s parents were expecting them, and they wanted to add some extra wards to the Weasley’s joint flat before then. Angelina and Katie, being older than Harry and had already graduated from Hogwarts, both had jobs to go to, so they left that night as well.
~~~ WOODYATES ~~~
Draco woke and thought he heard someone moaning – then, to his despair, he realised it was an echo of his own anguish.
~~~ BEDROOMS ~~~
Harry went early to bed, being supervised by Dean and Seamus.
“Thanks for ringing John for me, it helped enormously.”
“We’ve seen you get wrought up after one of these shows before, but they were mostly with Blondie and his goons,” Seamus observed sympathetically: “So we want to make sure you’re alright. Are you really feeling okay?”
Harry nodded and grabbed Seamus into a bear hug, complete with a number of sloppy kisses, just to prove he was okay. Naturally Dean joined in; hugging both of them his hands did some exploring too, slowly unbuttoning Harry's shirt, undoing his belt and unzipping his trousers. As if this was a signal, Seamus’s hands followed suit, inveigling their way inside Dean’s boxer’s waistband and cupping two beautifully rounded bum cheeks. As they gyrated together Harry could feel his both of his mate’s erections pressing into him.
Harry broke the kiss and started to remove Seamus’s remaining garments. Seamus had the same idea, the result was Dean took to removing Harry’s clothes. A gentle tussle developed as to who would be naked, first. No-one noticed who was first because they were too busy releasing their pent-up battle emotions. Somehow Harry’s face ended up viewing a close-up of Dean’s genital area. This engendered a new experience for Harry. Right in front of Harry’s eyes were a tanned pair of testes, they were moving around in a fascinating way. Quite soon Harry was playing with them, softly kneading and moving them around with his fingers. He realised that their bodies had formed a triangle when he felt Irish fingers following suit and had started to massage Harry’s magic inch. Briefly he glimpsed Dean doing the same to Seamus. Quite soon a pair of lips started to suck Harry’s tool. Although he had not done this before, he felt an urge to try out the same manoeuvre on the chocolate man’s man. This was just what Harry needed to send him over the top, and, as his seed filled Seamus’s mouth, Dean creamed into Harry’s.
Orgasm over, Seamus licked Harry’s luscious lollipop, sending post-orgasmic thrills through Harry’s body. Harry reciprocated and could see Dean’s limbs twitching in response. Cupping his balls, Harry gripped the base of Dean’s cock, not allowing it to subside, the tip of his tongue tickled the slit’s quivering lips, and Dean’s trembling turned into full blown spasms. Harry suffered a similar fate, gasping as the sensations passed through his genitals via Seamus’s ministrations, flowing out into his whole body and increasing his already racing heartbeat. The final, all encompassing, shock made every muscle in each of their bodies respond; first by tensing and then by complete relaxation. They stopped breathing for nearly a minute and a half, only gasping in the much needed oxygen just before they blacked out.
Panting, they dimly discerned their partner’s attributes slackening. They were still too high on their thrill to worry about anything else at all, lying beside each other in dazed enjoyment.
Harry supposed that they had unconsciously shuffled around, because, when he woke up later; Dean’s head was resting on his shoulder and his on Seamus’s. The situation was comforting and Harry realised how lucky he was to have such a wonderful pair of friends, before sinking back into sleepiness.
An hour or so later Dean awoke from his dreams. He looked at Harry and then at Seamus, who both were sweetly smiling. He had a pee and snuggled up to Harry before drifting off into dreamland again.
~~~ WOODYATES ~~~
Draco woke – he was lucid for a change. He realised that to survive he had to drink water. He got the mug from the shelf and crawled over to the loo, flushed the shower and caught half a mug-full from the incoming water. He gulped it down and then had stomach cramps from the cold liquid. They went away eventually and he sank back into his hunger-coma.
~~~ CHANTRY COTTAGE ~~~ 10/08/98
Three thankful young men woke on Monday morning, kissed each other in recognition of their loving friendship and lay there stroking each other’s hair in peaceful lazy companionship. It was Kreacher who drew them out of their sweet reverie.
“Masters, everyone else is up and wondering if you are ill. Even Masters Blaise and Justin are having breakfast and they had no sleep at all, last night.”
Reluctantly they arose, showered and went down to breakfast. The tureens smelt as enticing as ever and soon their lost energies were being hungrily replenished. The trio went over to sit at the same table as Blaise and Justin.
“How did your night go?”
“Very exciting! And yours?”
“Equally amorous, thank you.”
“Harry? What purpose does that empty cupboard between the double bedrooms serve?”
“It was intended as a passageway into the barn attic extension that never got made; so a door was put on it. Why do you ask, Irish?”
“Dusky and I have been thinking. We hope that we can stay on in the barn’s double for a time. You know how it is with me folks and Dean’s single room at home is a bit small for us both ter share. As we intend ter accept your invitation and stay on, we thought we’d make ourselves useful. It seems a shame ter throw all the mattresses etc. away if you want us to clear out the downstairs bunkrooms. So we came up with the idea ter make some accommodation in the barn’s loft.”
“Of course you can stay on here. Will the alterations impinge on the roofline? That’s why the planning application for that bit was turned down, although they did allow us to put in the roof-lights.”
“No! We felt that the lodging should remain secret, so if you had another incident, you could offer ter accommodate more of the troops. We want to consolidate what was hastily put up and George sent more mattresses than we needed. We also have had an idea ter enhance your bedroom.”
“Tell me more?”
“The side window overlooking the pool could become a dormer bubble balcony. There’s ample room below the continued roof-line so it won’t show and you would have views on three sides too.”
“Right! Show me what you have in mind, if I agree, you can go ahead.”
Neville and Hannah claimed Harry so he left the other four looking at sketch plans on the breakfast table. To Harry’s intense embarrassment he found that Neville and Hannah wanted him to tell them about heterosexual relations, and love. He tried his best, even managing a brief explanation about sheath contraception, about which Hannah giggled uncontrollably and Neville turned beetroot red. Harry was greatly relieved when Blaise swanned over to say that he thought the plans were workable, and that he would like to be involved.
Until coffee break there was general mayhem as people moved their belongings to give the constructors some vacant rooms to work in. Hannah and Susan stayed in their room. The other four young men moved upstairs into the four-bunk room, Luna and Lavender remained in the other bunk room. Afterwards an Auror arrived and borrowed Harry’s study as she had come to take depositions. Hannah and Neville were first, Justin and Blaise would be next, meanwhile volunteering to help Seamus and Dean with the reconstruction and demolition work. Until they were needed by the Auror, Harry went for an external tour of the cottage’s wards, to see what remedial work needed doing.
After lunch Harry prepared the remedial ward charms and went to set them.
With Winky in attendance, Hannah inspected the kitchen larder and went with Neville to buy some more provisions. There had been a quiet whip-round amongst the remaining DA members, as they did not want Harry to foot the whole bill for their continued stay. No longer being needed for an interview, Neville and Hannah stayed in the village; chatting to various people whom they had met on Saturday evening; however, they returned in time for dinner.
~~~ WOODYATES ~~~
Draco awoke on the floor, moaned, flushed the loo, filled his mug and, remembering the stomach cramps, climbed carefully onto the bed-boards before sipping his water until he collapsed back into his lethargic state of mind.
~~~ CHANTRY COTTAGE ~~~
After the Auror left and following dinner, Harry was flabbergasted at the amount of work completed in the barn’s attic. The proud constructors took him through a new arch and down three steps from the upper floor, into a small lobby. Off this were two rooms, each with its own small bathroom. One room had two single beds, fitted slightly under the eaves. The other room had two similar beds and a bunk of two singles against the cottage’s inner walls where there was more height. Luna and Lavender had followed the party and bagged the room for two, because they kept on having arguments about the top bunk which neither of them liked. Whilst the girls moved house yet again, others moved into newly refurbished downstairs rooms.
Harry, meanwhile, had received a floo call from Minerva.
“Do you have space to accommodate your three boys and Ernie, please? Poppy and I have lifted the ensorcelling, but they’re still suffering the after effects. We are very pushed for space at Hogwarts, and Ernie will have all the skills and potions required to look after them.”
“Yes we can. We have a room with three low beds, and Ernie could have the top bunk, if he doesn’t mind sleeping with his patients.”
“Ernie would like that, as he was wondering how to keep monitoring them regularly.”
“It has another advantage too. Their parents can visit them; it might help them to adjust back to their former lives.”
“Yes, but short visits to begin with, let Ernie be your guide in that. We need to find out how much they remember of the Imperio first. Poppy would prefer not to interfere with their memories if at all possible. After that initial hysterical outburst to your vicar, they are still extremely withdrawn.”
“According to a book I’ve been reading its part of the recovery mode. Can I get John involved with the healing process? He has a good idea about what went on.”
“Yes; why not? They may need absolution to help their recovery.”
“It helped me. I was fairly cut up on Sunday morning after our show. Seamus got John to come over and he anointed me. I felt a big load fall from my shoulders.”
“That confirms it then. How soon can you accommodate the boys?”
“Now; if you like; I’ll get Kreacher to prepare the room.”
“That would be very helpful. I’ll see you in half an hour. Please bring some stretcher bearers.”
The headmistress’s head disappeared from the fire and Kreacher appeared with a pop. Harry told him the gist of the conversation and the elf popped off to make ready. Harry went up top and advised his friends about what was happening and getting volunteers to form the stretcher party.
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