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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}]
(Masturbation, fellatio,
~~~ FUSION ~~~
Harry unzipped and pushed his trousers and boxers to his knees, tucking his tee-shirt out of the way he commenced his self-wank, groaning as he fingered himself in the same way that he had caressed Draco. The bed-ridden observer made encouraging noises as Harry bucked towards his fruition. Sated, Harry leaned back with goo all over his stomach and chest. As he made the cleaning charm he glanced over at Draco’s prick and saw it had still remained hard, but was now softening in sympathy with Harry’s loss of rigidity.
“Thanks Specky. I enjoyed that much better than when we forced you in that classroom during Umbridge’s reign. We nearly had a session when my hormones made me jump you in the bathroom.”
“Yes; that time was humiliating; but then it was also a turn-on for me. I think I’m a bit kinky about showing my wares to others once I’m thoroughly turned on, not that I’ve been in a position to do it very much anyway. Um ... I’m sorry I hexed you in the bathroom like that. I really didn’t know what the hex did; I’ve seen it slice off someone’s ear since.”
“I felt like humping you again on the broomstick when you rescued me, but I managed to control it that time.”
I’m glad you did; I’d have been weaker when I faced Voldie later on … Um … Do you fancy another session ... Um ... later on?”
“Now there’s an offer I definitely won’t refuse, especially with your king-sized cock. Graucus and his minions used to get me all worked up and ready to cum; then stop and apply the squeezer just before I went over the edge. It was agony because as I tried to cum they also slapped my cock and beat my bum. Once I was soft again they’d start the torture all over again. I was unable to stop myself getting hard again, even knowing that they would hurt me afterwards. A year before that Voldie did much the same thing too … Hmm … I was supposed to seduce you … That’s what the bathroom thing was all about really. Then we solved it with the geas led sessions. You know, I don’t think it’s forcing me any longer. During the last day before they abandoned me Graucus introduced three other delicious boys; just watching them got me hot, which made the pain worse. Oh dear, I’m hard again and I need another pee.”
Harry smiled at Draco, helping him into a position where he could pee into the bottle and maintain his hard-on as well. While he was wiping up the drops he asked Draco if he wanted that other session immediately. As Harry had not covered up, Draco could see Harry was game enough.
“Err ... Specky ... would you mind if I sucked your cock whilst you played with mine? It’s one of the things I’ve fantasised about since I learned that it was possible.”
“I’ll go one better than that, Blondie, and suck yours too. Okay?”
It was Draco’s turn to be astonished, but he readily agreed, moving over on the bed to give Harry room. Harry undressed and climbed on to the bed placing his lips round Draco’s glans, and receiving the equivalent action from Draco. Tongues and lips worked up and across the sensitive bits, having both proponents bucking and groaning in mutual delight. Tongue-tips found sensitive slits and probed until they reached their climax simultaneously. They managed to swallow all the emissions that spurted from their energised erections. However, there was something extra too. Harry would have described it as an electrical shock, but all over their bodies. Draco felt it was like the same kind of buzz which Voldemort had given him.
Some form of magical fusion took place; leaving their libidos tingling and their greatly enhanced magical auras vibrating.
Ernie entered the room, hardly batting an eyelid when he saw Harry and his patient in such a compromising situation; he smiled knowingly.
“It didn’t take you long to get Draco’s prick out, did it Harry,” he teased. “However something else has happened as well, you’ve both developed bright pink auras. They must be vivid because I’m not much good at seeing auras.” Ernie leaned over the bed: “Hey! Did you know that all Draco’s bruises and cuts have healed? What is it with you and sex, Harry? Every time you have it with someone you seem to work healing miracles.”
Harry and Draco looked at his skin and peered under the bandages on his hands; they had to agree that he was healed. Sitting up and glancing in a nearby mirror they could see the mutual pink aura, too. On impulse Harry hugged Draco, looking into his sparkling silver eyes. Draco returned the hug enthusiastically, brushing his lips over Harry’s. Harry opened up and both of them commenced a deepening kiss, which intensified their libidos and auras so that the tingling sensations became almost unendurable. Then Harry realised that they had never kissed like this before. It had just been the lustful mechanics. After a while, they collapsed on to the bed panting, but still hugging and studying each other in complete rapture.
Ernie was unsure whether to stay or go, he did, however, note the extra intensity of the aura surrounding them. Eventually the couple withdrew from their entangled entrancement.
“Sorry if we embarrassed you, Ernie, but I can feel something magical is happening as well. It’s as if I’m so full of the Fluence that it feels as though it’s spurting from each of my fingertips.” Harry looked at Ernie earnestly.
“Yes, I agree with Harry. It's a different feeling than when the geas forced us into lustful acts. I can feel extra magic around us and inside me. Talking of my insides; I feel as if I haven’t eaten for weeks. Can we get up and go for dinner, please?” Surprisingly, a re-energised Draco found it easy to rise, quickly standing beside the bed holding Harry’s unresisting hand.
“It’s tea first, Draco.”
“Whatever, it’ll help my stomach to get used to food again.”
"That didn't set the geas off!"
"So it didn't."
“Would you let me carry out a few diagnostic spells first, please Draco?”
“Okay Ernie, but make them quick before I starve to death.” Draco smiled sweetly.
Harry marvelled at the new compliant Draco whilst an efficient Ernie carried out the tests one after another, soon pronouncing Draco fit in an awestruck voice. So, once Harry and Draco had dressed, the trio went downstairs on to the patio where there was quite a crowd, because John and the three mums were there.
~~~ TEA ~~~
Harry felt Draco tense up when he saw the three boys. “Those are the three who were imprisoned with me,” he said, sotto voce.
“Don’t say anything yet,” Harry whispered back. “Their mums are here and probably don’t know about their imprisonment, the boys have an invented alibi.”
Draco nodded his response, sitting on one side of Harry, who had taken his usual place next to Dean and Seamus.
“Do I suspect that you two are partners again?” asked Dean, pouring some tea from the tea-pot.
“Yes,” replied Draco: “But without the compunction of the geas. How did you guess?”
Seamus replied: “Well … you do have this bright pink aura … That’s quite a giveaway. I doubt the muggles can see it though.” He passed the plate of cakes and Draco snaffled three.
The three boys’ faces were a picture of recognition too, Harry noted.
Luckily, before one of the boys blurted something inauspicious; one of the mums started; “Oh Mr Potter, I must thank you for helping my Coleman recover. It was extremely good of you to find him such a good medic in Mr Macmillan, and my boy’s made such a quick recovery too.”
“I only did what anybody would have done in the situation; I was very pleased to be able to help.”
“So … You’re the young man who gave Washington enough nerve to tell me of his sexual orientation, not that his father and I hadn’t suspected for some time.” Another of the mums nodded. “We can now get on with the job of supporting him, instead of pussyfooting around the subject of suitable partners all the time. I think you did a good job on all three of them; thank you.”
“Um … Perhaps they found their own courage; something about it being part of their becoming adults and accepting their responsibilities.” Harry felt Draco’s approval internally.
The last mum smiled at Harry. “We would like to reimburse you for all the expense you’ve gone to, looking after Graham and his two friends. The private healing must have cost a bomb, and I already know about their voracious appetites.”
“No thank you … Not that I’m grateful for the offer. Most of the expense was covered by a sort of insurance anyway. You see, I belong to a society which mutually helps its members and all those they are responsible for. I think most of the food was leftovers from the party; I have a very versatile cook who lets nothing go to waste.” Harry hoped his mangled version of the truth was acceptable: “Just think of it as a good neighbourly action, for I’m sure if I need help then the three young men will surely reciprocate.”
John looked at Harry and winked. “You already know ladies, that we should help one another, as the Bible says. Let Mr Potter make his Christian gesture, and accept it as the gift from heaven as it is intended.”
*Who is this man*? Draco sent: "Don’t tell me you’ve got religion, too*.
*Local Vicar, and I’m learning about it*.
Harry went red, and felt two comforting hands squeezing his, one from Draco and one from Dean. He accepted the assurance offered, and then wondered how he was going to tell the rest of his supporters in the DA about his true feelings for Blondie, as opposed to the geas-forced ones. Meanwhile the boys were repeating their ideas about what had happened, thus allowing Harry to glean what had been told to the mothers. Then the topic went on to how to find the three some meaningful work and the kinds of work they might like to undergo.
Coleman had been training as a carpenter with George his grandfather, but now grandfather was retiring since Mr Cartwright had closed his firm. Washington felt he’d like to work at farming and had been helping out occasionally on some of the farms nearby when they needed extra help. Graham wanted to expand his market gardening beyond his parents’ half acre of land. Various possibilities were discussed, but nothing concrete came out and the conversation wandered off in another direction.
At the end of the meal Minerva buttonholed Draco and asked if he would become tutor-in-charge of potions, promising him some extra support and offering to extend his final years of learning, in line with the rest of the group.
~~~ HARRY’S STUDY ~~~
Harry had a little confab with John and the mothers. The result was that the boys would be able to stay at the Cottage at least until the weekend, mainly because Cole’s homophobic dad was likely to take unkindly to his son declaring his homosexuality. Harry realised quietly that this would also allow time for the Aurors to interview the boys and thus close this episode down.
“Harry, we’ve got to talk to you seriously,” said Seamus, after Harry had said goodbye to the visitors and Draco had gone upstairs for a lie down.
“Um … I need to talk to you as well, afterwards.” Harry thought he’d better get his revelation over with.
They returned to the study, where Harry looked at the other two expectantly.
“Err … It’s like this … Oh dear … We don’t mind rescuing you from your nightmares … The sex afterwards is wonderful … But somehow we feel it intruding between our relationship … We do intend to make the partnership work … Err … maybe we should part while we’re still friends … before we get to the stage of hurting each other … Oh dear … Err.”
“Dean dear; I think I agree. I’m very grateful for the times when you came and comforted me. You’ve helped me to come out of my gay shell and taught me a lot about the enjoyment of my sexual side and that’s still great. However, I found out earlier today that Draco has reawakened his feelings for me and I know I want to reciprocate them; hence the pink aura. That also seems to signify that the geas-effect has died down, probably because it's perpetrator is dead. That was what I wanted to say and I was wondering how to tell you without hurting you. In fact, we have already strayed by mutual consent into that area.”
“Oh! Such a relief. We didn’t want to hurt you either… And we had thought to share a bed and to go into business together, but we’d have no premises to work from. Then there’s this offer by McG to be considered.”
“You two can use the room in the barn for as long as you like; at least until you find better premises. When that happens we can work something else out. I value your friendship greatly, and would not want to be the cause of you breaking up. What about the three youngsters?”
“I get the feeling that their relationship is developing further.”
“I know exactly what you feel like, I had much the same feeling, but will three together work?”
“Oh yes. They do look very much in love, didn’t they? Err … What do we do next … Err … I mean about telling people and sleeping arrangements?”
“Let me talk to Draco, and you talk to the trio. They tend to treat me with some reserve. Perhaps they’ll open up to you two. Then all of us can meet together and sort out the sleeping arrangements, Okay?”
Dean and Seamus agreed, but before Harry could see Draco, Minerva and Ernie found him.
Ernie opened, “Harry, now that my charges are healed, I think I ought to go back to Hogwarts to help Poppy; that is if you don’t mind.”
“Poppy is very stretched, Harry, and could do with Ernie’s extra hands. Now Blondie is recovering from his ordeal that frees Ernie. By the way, I have offered the potions tutor-in-charge job to Blondie, but he says he wants to talk it over with you first. I’m not sure why though.”
Harry felt his heart flip and smiled at Minerva. “You know that I am gay, don’t you Minerva?”
“Yes, Albus suspected it, and your sharing with Dean and Seamus confirmed that, but what has that to do with Blondie?”
“You can call him Draco Malfoy again if you wish. The geas-like compulsion has dissolved. He’s gay too and we had a bed-session earlier today, if you see what I mean. At the end when we reached our summation, something quite startling happened; our magical auras also became joined. It was Ernie who first saw it, although perhaps we embarrassed him too. Neither of us think it was geas implemented, either, because using our given names has not set off the compulsive feelings.”
“Surprised would be a better word, Harry.”
“That was when Draco’s healing took place, Minerva. Their summation healed Draco and enhanced both of their magical powers; even I could see that joint bright pink aura, added Ernie.”
“I wondered where that had come from” observed Minerva, pursing her lips. “So … Some sort of shared apartment would be ideal for you and Draco when you take up your posts at Hogwarts. Is that what you’re suggesting? And, of course, Dean and Seamus would like the same.”
“Possibly; yes. However, I have still to talk to Draco. Perhaps we could owl you tomorrow once we have had our talk. Do you know who will be mentoring him yet?”
“I think Augusta will add him to the group, her next best subject was potions, and she has been closely involved with potions experiments of all kinds in her long life. I believe she has at least half a dozen new potions to her credit, almost as many as Severus had.” Minerva looked sad when she remembered her counterpart head of house.
“That’ll cause fireworks, when Draco and Ron meet, they have a mutual antipathy” Ernie remarked.
Harry chuckled and then looked serious: “Ron has been mellowed by Herms, and Draco seems to be trying to turn over a new leaf, so it might work out okay.”
“Mmm … Possibly!” Ernie looked doubtful.
Minerva was smiling knowingly. “I think you’ll have to use your personal charms to heal that problem, Harry." Her eyes twinkled in a very Dumbledorian way: "We really must be off; thank you for the days of respite, finding Draco here and him being willing to consider becoming the Potions Tutor has made it even more recuperative than I expected. Now that pink aura … If I remember rightly … You should now both be able to attempt wandless magic.”
“Really …? Great …! I’ll tell Draco. Goodbye Minerva; Ernie. Perhaps if either of you can grab another respite day soon, you’ll be most welcome here, you know; and the wards here are at least as effective as Hogwarts. I shall see you soon anyway, at school.”
~~~ TOGETHER ~~~
Harry saw Ernie and Minerva off from the apparating area and returned to find Draco waiting for him.
“Harry, has McG gone?”
“Yes Draco. Feeling better for your nap? She’s expecting an owl from us tomorrow.”
“Much refreshed thanks … An owl? What about?” Draco looked coy.
“Something you wanted to talk to me about, before replying.” Harry smiled knowingly.
“Oh … Hmm … Well … It’s about you and me really and our magical bonding. Hmm … I suppose you know that McG’s offered me Uncle Sev’s old post, don’t you? Just like you hinted at in the ice cream parlour.”
“Yes, she said she would if she could find you. It was when I had accepted the DADA post first.”
“You didn’t say anything to me about that did you,” Draco accused.
“I did hint at Fiorello Fortescue’s, you know. Recently we’ve too busy getting closely acquainted. Um … I think you should know something else too. The other members of the group are on a similar basis. Some of the older professors will not be returning and it enabled Minerva and the governors to persuade the Minister. We did some maths about DADA and it was obvious that I couldn’t take all of the classes myself. Add to that the expected take up of places from young goblins and elves. Therefore, Herms was offered Binns’ place – he’s disappeared, Justin’s taking over McG’s Transfiguration, Blaise is doing Magical Theory and helping out with other overcrowded classes, Nev’s assisting Pomona as her arthritis is playing up. Seamus and Dean are working with Filius and helping out wherever necessary. I get the feeling McG and Filly are cooking something else up for those two.”
“Oh … I see … Surely you need at least a degree to take up a professorship?”
“No … We’re called Tutors-in-charge … Two NEWTs are needed for that. They offered me an honorary one in DADA and Transfiguration. Each of us is in the same position. I suspect yours will be in Potions and you’ll share Arithmancy with Herms.”
“Your guess is correct.”
“McG did suggest that a professorship might follow when I write a thesis on some subject to make it cum laude, I suppose that means the thesis has to be sound and to an acceptable level.”
“Wow Harry; aren’t you a lucky one? Here was I thinking I had a good deal with the tutor-in-charge job because I have a dwindling supply of cash in Gringotts. Father, in the guise of the Seignior has taken all the remaining revenues from the Malfoy estates for his own use. I wonder if I could wangle a professorship out of McG.”
“See how many people take up the course first. I think it was the enrolment numbers and the fact that the Ministry is jittery about The Seignior and his satraps. So they provided the money and political goodwill that got me and the others the jobs.”
“Not much hope for an ex-Slytherin with death-eater associations to rake in the applications like the boy-who-lived-twice.”
“Please Draco, don’t throw that in my face, it’s still quite a painful memory and makes me feel so inadequate about meeting everyone’s expectations. Now, what else had you in mind for us to talk about?”
“Hmm … Oh dear … It’s about you and me … Hmm … I’m not sure how to put this.”
“It’s unlike you to be tongue-tied,” Harry chided smilingly. “To help you sort one part of the equation; Dean, Seamus and I have had great sex, they taught me a lot. However, we are not permanent bed-mates. They helped out when I got overwrought or had bad nightmares; and it was great. Whilst remaining friends we are unlikely to remain bed-mates. They want to pair up permanently and I have someone else in mind.”
“Oh dear … Someone else … You say … Oh dear.”
“Why so sad Draco?”
“Well … I’d hoped that you and I … Well … Never mind … I hope you’ll be happy with him.” Draco put on a brave face and smiled wanly at Harry.
“Come here Silly, give me a kiss.”
“What? You mean me? Really?” Draco flew to Harry and hugged him tightly.
“Who else did you think I had in mind then?” Harry asked, still breathless after a long snogging session.
“Hmm … I don’t know really … I suppose I was a bit foolish, but I didn’t want to hurt you or anyone else with my sex-craved imaginings.”
“Nice of you to think of others Draco and not just of your own selfish gratification. I really like the new face of Malfoy junior. Apart from being really sexy you show you care.”
“Now look here, Potter,” Draco bristled and then melted into Harry’s arms. “Yes I suppose I have given a bad impression, probably because I felt ‘Malfoy Pride’. Having finally understood what my father is really like, I’m not sure ‘Malfoy Pride’ has much place anymore. I rather like letting my caring side show, I’m not as wound-up as I used to feel. Maybe it’s the Potter influence rubbing off on me. I must say I’m enjoying it too.”
“Draco, please don’t go all soppy and wet on me. I need someone who will criticise me constructively. You may well have been a nauseous knob-end towards me and the rest of the students before, but at least you didn’t expect the sun to shine out of my arse all the time, like so many others did and still do. Even the ministry-men pussyfoot around me now; I’m never quite sure whether I’m being told the truth, or what is being doctored to keep Harry happy, so to speak.”
“So a bit of obnoxious oaf would be acceptable, would it?”
“Yes! Especially if you see me being led astray, or behaving badly. Tell you what; we’re now on first name terms, and I like it, and what it signifies. Use Potter when I need to be brought up sharp and I’ll use Malfoy when you behave like the little shit that you were. Deal?”
“Yes Harry.” Draco indulged them in another kissing session to seal the deal.
“Oh by the way; Minerva thinks our pink auras mean we can try wandless magic.”
“What?” Draco looked art Harry in surprise. “I suppose we just point a finger then, or do we just think it?”
“No, thinking is silent magic … Um … We’ll have to experiment, won’t we?”
“I think I’d rather experiment elsewhere, at the moment.”
“The feeling’s mutual, lover boy.”
“There is one thing though.” Draco looked apprehensive.
“Go on, tell me?” Harry looked resigned.
“Can we take things slowly, please? Hmm … Let’s not fuck until we know each other better.”
“I’m happy with that. I imagine they did things to you when you were imprisoned.”
“Not really … well, not there … Hmm … I’d like to feel that it is our final seal of commitment. When we did it before it was geas led and I think I’m over that now, but I would like to be sure.”
“Yes we were rather enthusiastic, weren’t we? Um … I got to know more loving ways from Dean and Seamus, so I’m happy that we don’t go further. Besides you’re still convalescent.”
Draco bristled: “Am not!”
Harry smiled gently: “Well you did snooze quite a bit afterwards.”
Draco chuckled: “I suppose I did, at that.”
“We’ll take it at your pace Draco. If we form a permanent partnership, and we appear to be heading that way, we have well over a century to get used to each other.”
Draco grinned and pushed Harry lightly on the chest: “Fool! I was thinking in weeks not eras.”
“Fine!”
They went in to eat Dinner, and to surprise the DA Members who had come for the weekend.
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