The Phoenix Rises | By : greenwizard11 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 44621 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Lucius rolled over sometime the next morning to find the
space beside him empty. His eyes snapped
open and he sat up, wondering if the previous night had been a dream. But then he heard music coming from his
bathroom and a small smile appeared on his face.
He went into the bathroom and his ears were assaulted by
loud rock music. James’ voice was coming
from behind the shower curtain as he sang along. Lucius took a moment to relieve himself and
stepped into the shower, pulling James into a deep passionate kiss.
“Morning,” James grinned as he started to rinse the soap
suds from his skin.
Lucius tried to hold back, but he couldn’t. He pinned James to the shower wall and
started kissing him lustfully. James
responded with equal passion as the hot water flowed down over them.
Without saying a word James turned around, put one foot up
on a little shelf and leaned forward, bracing himself with his arms against the
shower wall. Lucius reached for the
conditioner and started to coat his thickening cock.
He entered James in one smooth motion and held his lover’s
body close. He planted soft tender
kisses on the back of James’ neck as he started grinding his hips. His fingernails dug into James’ side and he
slowly dragged them down until he was holding the dark haired wizard’s hips and
pulling him into each thrust.
James bit his lip and let out a loud guttural moan. His muscles squeezed around the invader,
gripping it tightly while he reached down to stroke himself. His eyes rolled back into his head and his
breath started coming in quick ragged gasps.
“Oh gods!” Lucius moaned when he felt himself getting
close. His thrusts became faster and
more frantic, and his hand roamed up to James’ chest to roll one of James’
nipples between his fingers.
James’ breath hitched and he let out a high pitched squeak
as he came forcefully all over the shower wall.
His vision went a little blurry and his muscles started to spasm.
Lucius wasn’t far behind, slamming hard into James and
pushing him into the wall. He mumbled
obscenities between gasps for air as he flooded James’ insides with his
seed.
Both men stood on shaky legs under the water as they tried
to catch their breath. “What a way to
start the morning,” James chuckled.
“Couldn’t help myself,” Lucius said as he wiped his face
with a washcloth. “You’re too bloody
sexy for your own good.”
Harry was woken by the light shining through the
window. He let out a soft groan and
rolled over. It took him a moment to
remember where he was. “All right?”
Draco’s voice came from the doorway.
Harry forced himself to sit up and opened his eyes. He knew instantly that that was a mistake. He raised his hand to shield his eyes and
fell back on the bed. “I think…. I’m
dying,” he moaned.
Draco chuckled softly.
“You’re having your first hangover.”
“So I’m not dying?” Harry asked, a hint of disappointment in
his tone.
“No silly,” Draco laughed and sat on the edge of the
bed. “Drink this and you’ll feel
better.” He held out a glass with what
looked like thin green mud in it.
Harry stared at the mixture and frowned. Not only did it look incredibly gross, his
stomach was twisting in knots. But he
trusted Draco and took the glass, only to discover that the mixture didn’t
taste much better than it looked.
“What’s in this?” he asked after managing to force a bit
down.
Draco shrugged. “No
idea. I just know it works.”
Harry had to admit that he was feeling a little bit better
after a few minutes. He took another sip
and sat up again.
Draco bit his lip and stared down at his feet. “Harry, what’s the last thing you remember?”
Harry tried to think, which wasn’t easy in his current
state. “The last thing I remember is Dad
and Sirius doing a strip tease on the table.”
Draco frowned but didn’t say anything. He remembered everything, including
confessing his feelings to Harry.
“We should probably go down for breakfast,” Draco mumbled as
he stood up and headed for the door.
“Is something wrong?” Harry asked.
“No,” Draco lied.
“Everything is fine.”
Harry decided not to press the issue and got up to
follow. It was only when they were
halfway down the stairs that something dawned on him. He’d woken up in Draco’s room, in Draco’s
bed.
He found himself wondering if something had happened between
them the previous night. Maybe Draco was
upset because he remembered and Harry didn’t.
Did they have sex?
Harry ruled that out immediately. He had woken fully clothed, and shagging
required one to be at least partially undressed. But what had happened?
Just as Harry sat down at the table James and Lucius came
down. “Oh what a beautiful morning! Oh what a beautiful day!” James sang
at the top of his lungs.
“Still in a singing mood I see” Sirius mused. “James, your lip is bleeding!”
James wiped his mouth and looked down to see a trace of blood
on his finger. “Oh, so it is. I must’ve bit it when I um… fell.”
Sirius and Remus eached raised an
eyebrow and glared at him. “I see…”
Remus said in a tone that hinted he knew better.
They all headed back to Grimmauld
Place after a light breakfast. Lucius was sad to see them go, but he knew
they couldn’t stay too long.
Draco said goodbye to his friends and retreated to his room
where he stayed the rest of the day.
Lucius figured Draco was depressed for the same reason he was and didn’t
bother his son.
Everyone except Harry was in a very good mood as they opened
the door and headed inside quickly before anyone saw them. They found Severus waiting for them at the
kitchen table.
James let out a deep sigh.
“And the day started off so well…
What do you want?”
Severus sneered and stood. “I’m not here for a social
visit,” he growled. “Dumbledore wanted
me to come speak to Harry.”
“About?” James asked.
“I need to speak to him privately,” Severus insisted.
Everyone cleared the room but James and Harry. “Seeing as how I’m his father, whatever you
need to speak to Harry about you can say in front of me,” James said as he sat
at the table.
Severus grumbled under his breath but didn’t argue. He wanted to get this visit over with
quickly. “Dumbledore wants me to teach
him Occlumency.”
“Why can’t I do it?” James asked.
“While I would prefer that, you aren’t exactly going to be
in the castle and won’t be able to see him,” Severus retorted.
“I suppose you have a point…” James grumbled.
“Why do I need to learn Occlumency?”
Harry asked confused.
“I’ll explain later,” James answered as Severus headed for
the door.
“Come to my classroom at six the night you return to
Hogwarts,” Severus instructed before he left.
Dumbledore was heading for his chambers after dinner when he
was stopped by Umbridge. “Albus, I need
a word with you,” she said as she caught up to him.
Dumbledore turned and gave her a small smile. “Dolores…
I see you’re not a statue any more.”
Umbridge frowned. “Yes, whatever it was seems to have worn off
on its own. Anyway, I did some digging
and found some things I need a little clarification on.”
“Do tell…” Dumbledore sighed, not eager to hear what she had
to say.
“I looked through some Ministry files. The only wizard to ever own a registered
falcon was James Potter, but he’s supposed to be dead. And that foul thing that attacked me wasn’t
the same bird either.”
“That much we knew.
Go on…”
“Well, I went and had the Potters’ graves dug up.”
“You did what?”
Dumbledore asked in shock. He suddenly
had the urge to hit her.
“I had the bodies exhumed, and do you know what I found?”
“What?” Dumbledore asked, getting angrier by the minute.
“Well, Lily Potter’s grave was as it should be. But her husband…. all they found was a coffin
full of ash!”
“So what do you want from me?”
“There wasn’t a body…” Umbridge said, a hint of fear in her
voice. “According to the report they
were both killed on the same night by the same curse. Why weren’t there any remains in James Potter’s
coffin?”
Dumbledore shrugged.
“Your guess is as good as mine.
“The bodies were discovered by Sirius Black and you. You arranged the funeral and the burials.”
Dumbledore shrugged again.
“Perhaps someone was trying to cover something up. Peter Pettigrew was brought in very much
alive last summer after he had been presumed murdered.”
“What about that man whose given identity does not exist?”
Umbridge asked. “Something very strange
is going on here, and I demand to know what.”
Dumbledore frowned.
“Well Dolores, I’m sorry to say that there is nothing I can tell
you. Now, I’m feeling rather
drowsy. Good evening.”
Dumbledore turned and left a fuming Dolores Umbridge
standing alone in the dark hallway.
***
A/N: Poor Draco… I’m debating on setting Snape up with
someone, but should I? And who? And I do have
a mailing list for updates if anyone wants on it who
isn’t already.
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