Harry Potter and The Serpent King (BP5)
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Homecoming
Chapter Number/Total: 30/52
Chapter Title: Homecoming
Words: 2384 Words
Draco blinked and tried to refocus his eyes, looking past Harry to the other couple. "He's here," he said, sounding both surprised and relieved.
Harry turned his head. "Yes, I said that a moment ago."
Draco rolled his eyes, too sated to care about much, except that he was with Harry.
Harry held Draco to him for a few more moments until what they had just done finally began to sink in. His face went very, very red and he was also amazed. His godfather was hugging Remus Lupin five feet from where Harry lay on the floor. Sirius Black, who was supposed to be dead and gone, was five feet from him, alive and very much there.
Not really thinking about it, Harry pulled away from Draco and sat up, turning his head to face Sirius and Remus - just to assure himself that Sirius was indeed there. They seemed very much occupied with each other, still holding one another tightly.
Draco whimpered a bit as Harry left his embrace, curling his own body around his lover's.
Harry looked down at Draco absently, as if he were coming out of a daze. He wasn't sure what to do. He didn't want to interrupt Sirius and Remus, no matter how much he wished to at least greet his godfather.
Remus seemed to collect himself, lifting his head from Sirius's chest and gazing at him again. "I can't believe you are really here," he whispered.
Sirius smiled, his eyes crinkling up as he let out a small, amazed-sounding laugh. "Neither can I," he said, brushing Remus's slightly damp hair back. He traced his bottom lip with his thumb. "What - what were you doing before ...?" he said, frowning slightly now and glancing behind himself to see Harry staring.
Remus blushed, eyes glancing down when he seemed to remember that he was naked, having just had sex with Harry and Draco. "It was ... part of the spell," he stammered.
Sirius blinked a few times, looking like he didn't quite know what to say to that. He ran a hand over his own face and through his long hair. "With Harry?" he asked and then, "No, never mind." He glanced back at Harry again. "Come here," he said to him, kissing Remus's forehead before gently pulling away from him.
Harry went to move, but Draco was wrapped around him. He looked down again and remembered that he was naked - naked and had just been sucked off by Sirius's ... boyfriend. He flushed brighter than ever.
Draco heard them talking and realised he should try to concentrate. His body was still thrumming with power. He took several deep breaths and rolled onto his back, looking up at Harry. His lover was blushing, which didn't help Draco to not think about sex again.
"I'm ...." Harry said quietly.
"I don't care that you're naked, dolt," Sirius said, moving towards Harry. "Nothing I haven't seen before."
Harry bit his lip and smiled a bit, allowing Sirius to pull him into a hug.
"I know what you ...." Sirius said quietly, seeming unable to find the words. He looked between Harry and Remus, frowning slightly. "You didn't have to. I - I can't believe you did."
"Don't worry about that," Harry said after a moment, hugging Sirius tightly. "You're back and I expect you to help me run the damn Order."
Sirius barked out a laugh, pulling back and ruffling Harry's hair, his black eyes alight with emotion.
Draco decided that lying sprawled naked on the floor was probably not the best way to meet his husband's godfather. He rolled over and got to his knees and then stood up shakily.
Harry looked up at Draco and stood as well, Sirius getting to his feet with him.
Sirius looked over his shoulder, beckoning Remus to him, before he looked at Draco.
"Oh, erm, I know you saw him through the mirror," Harry said quickly, "but this is Draco - well, I guess you know who he is, so it's stupid to say so."
"Yeah, I know who he is," Sirius said, nodding to Draco. He paused before he decidedly held his hand out. "I suppose I owe you one," he said to him.
Draco smirked but shook Sirius's hand. "Welcome back," he said formally, despite the circumstances.
Harry Summoned his pants, slipping them on quickly as he flushed again.
"How did you manage to get in here?" Sirius asked. "And how do we get out?"
"Invisibility Cloak, and a potion Draco invented," Harry answered, Summoning the rest of his clothes and beginning to dress. He figured they had already been in here for a while and should leave as soon as possible. "Oh, and Lee Jordan. He's Fred and George's friend from school and he works here. Joined the Order a bit ago."
"Don't get dressed, Harry." Draco smirked. "I think you should let Sirius use the Cloak.
"Oh, well, erm, okay," Harry said, raising an eyebrow at Draco's smirk.
"Unless you want him to strip too, now," Draco pointed out, still amused with Harry's shy behaviour after everything.
Remus nodded, his eyes never leaving Sirius as if he were afraid he would disappear if he looked away.
"Strip ...? Why would anyone need to strip?" Sirius asked.
"The potion only makes your body invisible, not your clothes," said Harry.
"Ah, well, it doesn't make any difference to me," Sirius said. "I'll take the potion if needed."
"No, just go ahead and use the Cloak," Harry said. "You're all dressed and I've only got my trousers on." He sighed and began taking them off again.
Draco gathered up their things and stowed them in the bag they had brought. He then used his wand to remove his silver hand and put it in the bag as well. He took out three potions and handed the bag to Sirius.
Sirius eyed Draco's arm curiously as he took the things from him.
Harry took one of the potions from Draco, preparing to swallow it. "We won't be able to talk," he told his godfather. "The potion loses its effect if we do."
Sirius nodded and seemed excited to be doing something involving danger - well, he was excited and jittery anyway, but even more so as he waited to sneak through the Ministry.
"Oh, and, Draco, you should probably tell him the name of Headquarters," Harry said, finding it strange to think about how Sirius would be denied access to his own house without Draco.
"We are going to 12 Grimmauld Place," Draco told him, then he smiled and downed the potion.
Judging from the look on Sirius's face he had a lot of questions, but seemed to hold himself back for the moment. He gave Remus a smile and a bit of a longing look as he threw the Invisibility Cloak on.
Harry nodded and tipped the potion down his throat, beginning to disappear like Draco.
Before he was invisible, Draco reached for Harry’s hand. Then he opened the door, leading them through.
In a short while, the two couples and Lee, who had been shocked to find that Sirius Black was the man who spoke to him from beneath the Cloak, had made their way very quietly through the Ministry to Floo back to Grimmauld.
Draco would not stop touching Harry the entire trip and Harry wondered if he was trying to make him crazy. When the blond's hand had started dipping lower and lower, and working Harry into more and more of a state, Harry grabbed his hand to stop him, thinking it would be bad enough to accidentally make a sound and appear, and even worse if he made a sound and appeared with a raging hard-on.
The kitchen was empty when they arrived and Sirius pulled the Cloak off. He didn't look like he wanted to jump for joy at being at Grimmauld, but he also didn't look like anything could dampen his spirits.
Draco smirked, still feeling the high of the magic and unable to keep his hands off Harry. He wanted to drag them right to their room. They were still invisible, but he didn't know how much longer the potion would last if they stayed quiet.
Remus reached for the bag and pulled out his clothes, putting them on quietly, smiling at Sirius.
Harry thought for a moment about reaching for his clothes as well, but he was also very aware of Draco's hands on him. He decidedly took his husband by the hand and practically ran to the foot of the stairs. "Sirius," he called, talking very quickly as he began to materialise right then, "I'll be a few minutes. I have to take care of something."
Sirius gave Harry's outline a confused eyebrow raise but nodded.
Harry dragged Draco up the stairs then, moving quickly and praying that no one was walking around in the main house to see him speed walking, naked, and pulling along someone invisible.
Draco was doing his best not to laugh or respond verbally, loving that he could still do this to Harry.
"Prat," Harry muttered, finally reaching their bedroom. He found Draco's mouth with his hands first and then kissed him, wrapping arms around him in another possessive hug.
Draco surrendered to Harry's kiss, skin tingling as the other man held him tight, flesh-to-flesh.
Harry pushed Draco down onto the bed, trying to keep his promise of only being a few minutes, but also feeling like he needed to do this. He felt like he had to and he badly wanted to. He draped himself over him, claiming his mouth, clutching his skin. "I want to see you," he whispered, kissing and licking Draco's jaw.
Draco grinned, refusing to speak and waiting to see what Harry would do.
"Please, Draco," Harry said when the blond didn't make a noise. Unwilling to pull away properly, Harry squeezed his hand between his and Draco's bodies and grasped Draco's cock. "Please," he whispered against his lips.
"Anything for you," Draco gasped, his body shimmering as the spell began to release with the words.
Harry sighed shakily and kissed Draco again, grasping one of his legs with his free hand. "I love you," he said, staring at Draco, eyes intense with emotion he hadn't even been aware he'd been holding in.
Draco's grey eyes were nearly silver as he smiled back, looking into those shining green orbs. It took his breath away. He trembled with the love and desire magnified by what he saw there. "Yours," he whispered.
Harry's sigh now was almost a groan and he buried his face in Draco's neck. He moved his hand lower until he could feel Draco's entrance. He slid two fingers in after slicking them with his magic.
"Gods!" Draco gasped, spreading his legs for Harry, his hand coming up to clutch at the back of his husband's head.
Harry prepared Draco as quickly as he could, wanting inside him so badly it nearly hurt. He kissed his husband's neck as he lubed his own cock and guided it to his opening, gasping as he pushed just a bit inside.
"Yes, inside," Draco hissed, arching up into him. "Fuck me, love," he encouraged, fingers pulling at Harry's hair.
Harry groaned at Draco's words, sliding smoothly into him. He didn't know if it was sweat or tears on his face, but in that moment, he really couldn't have cared less.
Draco wrapped both legs around Harry's hips, hooking his feet behind him. "Need you, want you, love you," he chanted with the thrusts, pulling up against Harry with each one.
Harry's heart was pounding in his chest as he set about claiming Draco without even really knowing he was trying to. He sucked on his neck, making a mark there as he continued to thrust into him, harder and harder the closer he got.
"My lion," Draco gasped, knowing why Harry needed this now. "Fuck me, I'm yours," he confirmed, trembling as his body prepared for their release.
"Mine!" Harry gasped, pumping his seed into Draco as he was pushed hard over the edge. He trembled and panted, face still hidden. He hadn't even been aware that he'd been digging fingernails into Draco's hips.
Draco cried out, coming as Harry filled him, the other man's magic as hot as his seed. He shook at the intensity of Harry's possessive feelings.
Harry kissed the mark he'd made, closing his eyes as he tried to calm down. He stroked the little crescent shapes in Draco's skin with his hand.
Draco snorted, but smiled, lying happily under, penetrated, and surrounded by, his lover.
Finally feeling like he could possibly speak again, Harry lifted his head and kissed Draco gently, in contrast to how it had been a moment ago. "Merlin, you drive me mad," he whispered.
"It was a spell, Harry," Draco said with a sigh. "I am still all yours." He ran long fingers through his husband's hair.
"I know," Harry said quietly, kissing Draco again simply because he could. "We should go back down," he said, still quiet as he stared at his husband's face, taking in his features.
Draco smiled softly at him. "Reclaimed your territory and feel better now, my lion?" he smirked.
Harry rolled his eyes slightly. He didn't answer that, just smiled softly.
Draco chuckled and kissed Harry again. He loved this fierce protective part of his husband.
Harry continued to smile as he stared down at Draco, kissing him back and then once again after that. He finally pulled out of him carefully and rolled onto his back, indeed feeling better.
Draco smirked and rolled onto his side, looking at Harry. "I think both your friends and our son are probably waiting for us," he prompted.
Harry nodded, sitting up and then standing. He crossed to the dresser and pulled new clothes out, dressing quickly. He wondered how long they'd actually been.
Draco rolled off the bed, did a Cleaning Spell on himself and pulled out clothes as well. He had been naked the entire trip.
"Cleaning Spell?" Harry asked Draco with a grin. It was sort of a thing between them. "I always seem to forget."
Draco rolled his eyes and cast the spell for his husband.
Harry snorted and took Draco's hand, leading him out of the bedroom and back down into the kitchen.
Chapter Title: Homecoming
Words: 2384 Words
Draco blinked and tried to refocus his eyes, looking past Harry to the other couple. "He's here," he said, sounding both surprised and relieved.
Harry turned his head. "Yes, I said that a moment ago."
Draco rolled his eyes, too sated to care about much, except that he was with Harry.
Harry held Draco to him for a few more moments until what they had just done finally began to sink in. His face went very, very red and he was also amazed. His godfather was hugging Remus Lupin five feet from where Harry lay on the floor. Sirius Black, who was supposed to be dead and gone, was five feet from him, alive and very much there.
Not really thinking about it, Harry pulled away from Draco and sat up, turning his head to face Sirius and Remus - just to assure himself that Sirius was indeed there. They seemed very much occupied with each other, still holding one another tightly.
Draco whimpered a bit as Harry left his embrace, curling his own body around his lover's.
Harry looked down at Draco absently, as if he were coming out of a daze. He wasn't sure what to do. He didn't want to interrupt Sirius and Remus, no matter how much he wished to at least greet his godfather.
Remus seemed to collect himself, lifting his head from Sirius's chest and gazing at him again. "I can't believe you are really here," he whispered.
Sirius smiled, his eyes crinkling up as he let out a small, amazed-sounding laugh. "Neither can I," he said, brushing Remus's slightly damp hair back. He traced his bottom lip with his thumb. "What - what were you doing before ...?" he said, frowning slightly now and glancing behind himself to see Harry staring.
Remus blushed, eyes glancing down when he seemed to remember that he was naked, having just had sex with Harry and Draco. "It was ... part of the spell," he stammered.
Sirius blinked a few times, looking like he didn't quite know what to say to that. He ran a hand over his own face and through his long hair. "With Harry?" he asked and then, "No, never mind." He glanced back at Harry again. "Come here," he said to him, kissing Remus's forehead before gently pulling away from him.
Harry went to move, but Draco was wrapped around him. He looked down again and remembered that he was naked - naked and had just been sucked off by Sirius's ... boyfriend. He flushed brighter than ever.
Draco heard them talking and realised he should try to concentrate. His body was still thrumming with power. He took several deep breaths and rolled onto his back, looking up at Harry. His lover was blushing, which didn't help Draco to not think about sex again.
"I'm ...." Harry said quietly.
"I don't care that you're naked, dolt," Sirius said, moving towards Harry. "Nothing I haven't seen before."
Harry bit his lip and smiled a bit, allowing Sirius to pull him into a hug.
"I know what you ...." Sirius said quietly, seeming unable to find the words. He looked between Harry and Remus, frowning slightly. "You didn't have to. I - I can't believe you did."
"Don't worry about that," Harry said after a moment, hugging Sirius tightly. "You're back and I expect you to help me run the damn Order."
Sirius barked out a laugh, pulling back and ruffling Harry's hair, his black eyes alight with emotion.
Draco decided that lying sprawled naked on the floor was probably not the best way to meet his husband's godfather. He rolled over and got to his knees and then stood up shakily.
Harry looked up at Draco and stood as well, Sirius getting to his feet with him.
Sirius looked over his shoulder, beckoning Remus to him, before he looked at Draco.
"Oh, erm, I know you saw him through the mirror," Harry said quickly, "but this is Draco - well, I guess you know who he is, so it's stupid to say so."
"Yeah, I know who he is," Sirius said, nodding to Draco. He paused before he decidedly held his hand out. "I suppose I owe you one," he said to him.
Draco smirked but shook Sirius's hand. "Welcome back," he said formally, despite the circumstances.
Harry Summoned his pants, slipping them on quickly as he flushed again.
"How did you manage to get in here?" Sirius asked. "And how do we get out?"
"Invisibility Cloak, and a potion Draco invented," Harry answered, Summoning the rest of his clothes and beginning to dress. He figured they had already been in here for a while and should leave as soon as possible. "Oh, and Lee Jordan. He's Fred and George's friend from school and he works here. Joined the Order a bit ago."
"Don't get dressed, Harry." Draco smirked. "I think you should let Sirius use the Cloak.
"Oh, well, erm, okay," Harry said, raising an eyebrow at Draco's smirk.
"Unless you want him to strip too, now," Draco pointed out, still amused with Harry's shy behaviour after everything.
Remus nodded, his eyes never leaving Sirius as if he were afraid he would disappear if he looked away.
"Strip ...? Why would anyone need to strip?" Sirius asked.
"The potion only makes your body invisible, not your clothes," said Harry.
"Ah, well, it doesn't make any difference to me," Sirius said. "I'll take the potion if needed."
"No, just go ahead and use the Cloak," Harry said. "You're all dressed and I've only got my trousers on." He sighed and began taking them off again.
Draco gathered up their things and stowed them in the bag they had brought. He then used his wand to remove his silver hand and put it in the bag as well. He took out three potions and handed the bag to Sirius.
Sirius eyed Draco's arm curiously as he took the things from him.
Harry took one of the potions from Draco, preparing to swallow it. "We won't be able to talk," he told his godfather. "The potion loses its effect if we do."
Sirius nodded and seemed excited to be doing something involving danger - well, he was excited and jittery anyway, but even more so as he waited to sneak through the Ministry.
"Oh, and, Draco, you should probably tell him the name of Headquarters," Harry said, finding it strange to think about how Sirius would be denied access to his own house without Draco.
"We are going to 12 Grimmauld Place," Draco told him, then he smiled and downed the potion.
Judging from the look on Sirius's face he had a lot of questions, but seemed to hold himself back for the moment. He gave Remus a smile and a bit of a longing look as he threw the Invisibility Cloak on.
Harry nodded and tipped the potion down his throat, beginning to disappear like Draco.
Before he was invisible, Draco reached for Harry’s hand. Then he opened the door, leading them through.
In a short while, the two couples and Lee, who had been shocked to find that Sirius Black was the man who spoke to him from beneath the Cloak, had made their way very quietly through the Ministry to Floo back to Grimmauld.
Draco would not stop touching Harry the entire trip and Harry wondered if he was trying to make him crazy. When the blond's hand had started dipping lower and lower, and working Harry into more and more of a state, Harry grabbed his hand to stop him, thinking it would be bad enough to accidentally make a sound and appear, and even worse if he made a sound and appeared with a raging hard-on.
The kitchen was empty when they arrived and Sirius pulled the Cloak off. He didn't look like he wanted to jump for joy at being at Grimmauld, but he also didn't look like anything could dampen his spirits.
Draco smirked, still feeling the high of the magic and unable to keep his hands off Harry. He wanted to drag them right to their room. They were still invisible, but he didn't know how much longer the potion would last if they stayed quiet.
Remus reached for the bag and pulled out his clothes, putting them on quietly, smiling at Sirius.
Harry thought for a moment about reaching for his clothes as well, but he was also very aware of Draco's hands on him. He decidedly took his husband by the hand and practically ran to the foot of the stairs. "Sirius," he called, talking very quickly as he began to materialise right then, "I'll be a few minutes. I have to take care of something."
Sirius gave Harry's outline a confused eyebrow raise but nodded.
Harry dragged Draco up the stairs then, moving quickly and praying that no one was walking around in the main house to see him speed walking, naked, and pulling along someone invisible.
Draco was doing his best not to laugh or respond verbally, loving that he could still do this to Harry.
"Prat," Harry muttered, finally reaching their bedroom. He found Draco's mouth with his hands first and then kissed him, wrapping arms around him in another possessive hug.
Draco surrendered to Harry's kiss, skin tingling as the other man held him tight, flesh-to-flesh.
Harry pushed Draco down onto the bed, trying to keep his promise of only being a few minutes, but also feeling like he needed to do this. He felt like he had to and he badly wanted to. He draped himself over him, claiming his mouth, clutching his skin. "I want to see you," he whispered, kissing and licking Draco's jaw.
Draco grinned, refusing to speak and waiting to see what Harry would do.
"Please, Draco," Harry said when the blond didn't make a noise. Unwilling to pull away properly, Harry squeezed his hand between his and Draco's bodies and grasped Draco's cock. "Please," he whispered against his lips.
"Anything for you," Draco gasped, his body shimmering as the spell began to release with the words.
Harry sighed shakily and kissed Draco again, grasping one of his legs with his free hand. "I love you," he said, staring at Draco, eyes intense with emotion he hadn't even been aware he'd been holding in.
Draco's grey eyes were nearly silver as he smiled back, looking into those shining green orbs. It took his breath away. He trembled with the love and desire magnified by what he saw there. "Yours," he whispered.
Harry's sigh now was almost a groan and he buried his face in Draco's neck. He moved his hand lower until he could feel Draco's entrance. He slid two fingers in after slicking them with his magic.
"Gods!" Draco gasped, spreading his legs for Harry, his hand coming up to clutch at the back of his husband's head.
Harry prepared Draco as quickly as he could, wanting inside him so badly it nearly hurt. He kissed his husband's neck as he lubed his own cock and guided it to his opening, gasping as he pushed just a bit inside.
"Yes, inside," Draco hissed, arching up into him. "Fuck me, love," he encouraged, fingers pulling at Harry's hair.
Harry groaned at Draco's words, sliding smoothly into him. He didn't know if it was sweat or tears on his face, but in that moment, he really couldn't have cared less.
Draco wrapped both legs around Harry's hips, hooking his feet behind him. "Need you, want you, love you," he chanted with the thrusts, pulling up against Harry with each one.
Harry's heart was pounding in his chest as he set about claiming Draco without even really knowing he was trying to. He sucked on his neck, making a mark there as he continued to thrust into him, harder and harder the closer he got.
"My lion," Draco gasped, knowing why Harry needed this now. "Fuck me, I'm yours," he confirmed, trembling as his body prepared for their release.
"Mine!" Harry gasped, pumping his seed into Draco as he was pushed hard over the edge. He trembled and panted, face still hidden. He hadn't even been aware that he'd been digging fingernails into Draco's hips.
Draco cried out, coming as Harry filled him, the other man's magic as hot as his seed. He shook at the intensity of Harry's possessive feelings.
Harry kissed the mark he'd made, closing his eyes as he tried to calm down. He stroked the little crescent shapes in Draco's skin with his hand.
Draco snorted, but smiled, lying happily under, penetrated, and surrounded by, his lover.
Finally feeling like he could possibly speak again, Harry lifted his head and kissed Draco gently, in contrast to how it had been a moment ago. "Merlin, you drive me mad," he whispered.
"It was a spell, Harry," Draco said with a sigh. "I am still all yours." He ran long fingers through his husband's hair.
"I know," Harry said quietly, kissing Draco again simply because he could. "We should go back down," he said, still quiet as he stared at his husband's face, taking in his features.
Draco smiled softly at him. "Reclaimed your territory and feel better now, my lion?" he smirked.
Harry rolled his eyes slightly. He didn't answer that, just smiled softly.
Draco chuckled and kissed Harry again. He loved this fierce protective part of his husband.
Harry continued to smile as he stared down at Draco, kissing him back and then once again after that. He finally pulled out of him carefully and rolled onto his back, indeed feeling better.
Draco smirked and rolled onto his side, looking at Harry. "I think both your friends and our son are probably waiting for us," he prompted.
Harry nodded, sitting up and then standing. He crossed to the dresser and pulled new clothes out, dressing quickly. He wondered how long they'd actually been.
Draco rolled off the bed, did a Cleaning Spell on himself and pulled out clothes as well. He had been naked the entire trip.
"Cleaning Spell?" Harry asked Draco with a grin. It was sort of a thing between them. "I always seem to forget."
Draco rolled his eyes and cast the spell for his husband.
Harry snorted and took Draco's hand, leading him out of the bedroom and back down into the kitchen.