Chain of Drabbles | By : Ravenheart Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6429 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Title: Chain of memories? No! Chain of Drabbles!
Pairing for the chapter: Harry/Percy
Warnings: hints of sex near the end
Prompt: It's always the quiet ones
Three years. For three years Harry Potter had waited for the punishment Percy Weasley would give him. An undeserved punishment because it hadn't been his fault, at all, that his journal and Percy's History notebook were misplaced.
For three years he had waited, anxiousness getting the better of him sometimes as he imagined the sort of horrors Percy would give him. Nevermind that he had gotten an A in History, nevermind that it had been Ron's fault, and nevermind that he had had somewhat of a crush on Percy prefect when he had been in third year.
And today was the day of retribution, the former prefect had told him so.
Shyly he knocked on Percy's bedroom door. Just for today he would be staying in Grimmauld Place, Harry couldn't remember the excuse he gave Mr and Mrs Weasley, but it had worked...
Harry startled as the door opened, the bedroom was a regular guest room, a huge bed, drawer, desk, fireplace with no connection to the floo network; Percy was sitting by the desk, his gaze faraway as he contemplated the bed.
Harry approached him, unease starting to gnaw at him. He was dimly aware of the door clicking shut, but he was incredibly aware of Percy as he stood up and came to stand before him.
"Well now... I hope this will be a lesson so you can learn not to misplace your things. This is just between the two of us, got it? It is a just punishment, with the sort of mischief you got into in the last five years I say it's long overdue. Nevertheless, if it really bothers you, if you honestly want to leave, now or at any time, fell free to do so. Now... first thing I need you to do, is to stand still and close your eyes. yes, yes, just like that, good boy."
And suddenly there was a pair of lips against Harry's own, he twitched with the need to open his eyes and stare but he did the opposite, he shut his eyes tighter than before as he attempted not to melt against the kiss. Percy was kissing him. One of his favourite redheads was kissing him! His eyes snapped open as he felt a tongue trying to invade his mouth, and as soon as Percy saw those lovely green eyes staring at him, he stopped the kiss.
He was cackling like mad inside.
"You like to ignore rules, don't you, Harry? Ah well, I wasn't really planning on continuing with the punishment, but it seems that I'll have to go on."
"But it wa-"
"See, you keep interrupting! That's it, on the bed Harry."
"But, wha-"
"On the bed!" Percy glared at him, before giving him a slap on the covered bottom, a slap that send Harry tumbling to the bed, and before he could move and sit up, he felt the twenty one year old man straddle him, felt him lean forward and take the tip of an ear between his lips before whispering in his ear.
"I ended up reading the whole journal, it was just too much, a third year with a crush on the Headboy, but it was too soon, you weren't even fourteen yet, but now... now I think you just might be all nice and ready for me, aren't you? If you don't want it, say so, and we'll stop."
As he received no response other than a muffled moan from the sixteen year old, Percy grinned, planting a kiss on Harry's cheek and easily getting out of his pants.
"You know Harry, since you seem incapable of being quiet all on your own, how about I help you out?"
x
The twenty year old man smiled coyly at his older lover as he pretended shyness as he removed the bathrobe.
Only to be interrupted by said lover tugging him closer and settling him nicely on his lap.
"You know, love," Percy said conversationally, as if he wasn't getting hard just having Harry on his lap, as if he wasn't subtly rubbing against that lovely arse. "Coyness really doesn't suit you," the twenty-six year old muttered, his hands busy with the bathrobe's knot. Harry had matured well over the years and, even if they were awfully young, Percy hoped to someday make Harry completely his.
"Oh shut up, you used to like it."
"Sure, when you were a naive boy, now that doesn't suit you."
"Really? What suits me then?"
"Silence."
Moments later, the only sound that could be listened to was the sound of moaning. And it wasn't Harry.
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