So Far Away | By : Gwenling Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 22102 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 34 - Making Plans
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"What are you thinking about right now?" Draco asked softly as he slid long arms around Harry’s torso from behind, his chin resting on a shoulder, his hands linked at his lover’s waist.
Harry was standing in his favorite spot on the porch of their dorm, where they had finally admitted their feelings for one another on that cold night in October. He remembered the words they shared, the autumn breeze that had drifted over them, the feel of Draco’s soft skin under his fingertips, the taste of their first kiss. These were things that would be forever imprinted in his memory, things that he would never forget.
"About us," Harry said as he settled his hands over Draco’s, his head falling back onto a shoulder. "About us finally coming to terms with what we felt for each other, and what’s come from that. As much as I had my doubts in the beginning about Dumbledore sending us here, I’m glad he did."
Draco turned his head slightly and pressed a kiss to Harry’s temple. "Me too."
They stood together in silence, watching as fingers of lightening danced across the sky, jumping from one cloud to another, the thunder rumbling in the distance. They could feel the storm coming closer, felt the shift of the wind, strands of blonde hair fluttering from the breeze, landing intimately on inky-black locks. For a brief moment, Harry wondered if there was a storm waiting for them at Hogwarts.
"I’m scared of going back, Draco," the Gryffindor quietly admitted. "I’m afraid of what Ron will have to say, if he even speaks to me. I’m afraid of what he’ll try to do to you."
"Shhh, let’s not think about that," the blonde said as he held his lover tighter. "This is our last night here and I don’t want it to be plagued with bad thoughts of what might or might not be waiting for us when we get back. We’ll deal with tomorrow, tomorrow. Come inside and let me help you forget everything for a little while," Draco suggested as he led Harry back to their room.
The Slytherin had slowly undressed his love, worshipping every inch of skin he uncovered with lips, tongue, and teeth. He took his time, slowly bringing their simmering passion to a blazing inferno. By the time he had lovingly prepared Harry, the Gryffindor was nearly incoherent from the pleasure coursing throughout his body.
"Draco, now…" Harry pleaded.
Never one to deny his lover anything, the blonde entered the warm body beneath him in one agonizingly slow push, enjoying the feel of Harry’s heat surrounding him. His hands moved from the tapered hips and linked his fingers with Harry’s as he moved within the snug passage.
Harry pulled gently and Draco followed, slowly lowering himself onto Harry’s body, relishing in the feel of the skin on skin contact. Draco teased his lion’s lips before sliding down and tasting the sensitive skin of Harry’s neck and collarbone, the long strokes into his lover’s body never faltering.
Deeper and deeper they fell into the web of desire that Draco was weaving, until they could fall no more. In some distant part of his mind, Harry felt their joined hands wrap around his aching cock, felt the wetness splashing between them, heard Draco’s groan of completion, and then there was nothing but mind-numbing blackness.
When Harry finally came back to himself, he found Draco lying beside him, long tapered fingers brushing Harry’s sweat-soaked hair away from his face. The blonde leaned forward and brushed his lips against Harry’s.
"Welcome back," he said quietly.
"What happened?" Harry asked as he looked around the room.
"You passed out, or at least I think you did. You were sort of incoherent there at the end," Draco admitted. "And then after you came, that was it."
Harry groaned. "I’ve never had that happen before. Fall asleep, yes. Pass out? No."
"Just means I’m doing my job," Draco said with a smirk as he lay down beside Harry, placing their linked hands on Harry’s stomach.
"And you do it so well," the raven-haired wizard teased, followed by a yawn. "What time is it?"
Draco looked over his shoulder at the desk. "Eleven twenty-five," he said when he turned back.
"It’s almost tomorrow," Harry stated.
"So that gives us half an hour to not worry about things," Draco said as he snuggled against Harry.
Harry was silent for a little while, Draco thinking that he had finally fallen asleep, when he heard a whisper.
"What are we going to do?" Harry asked quietly.
"About what?"
"Tomorrow. Ron and Hermione. The school. Everything."
Draco held Harry a bit tighter. "We’re meeting Dumbledore first to give him our report and then we’ll see what comes next. If Weasley and Granger want to talk, then we’ll talk. But you’re not doing it without me. We’re in this together, Harry, and what affects you also affects me. As for the school, it makes me no difference one way or the other if they know about us being together. If you think things might get out of hand, then we’ll go back to Hogwarts as friends, although how I’ll be able to keep my hands to myself is beyond me. But I shall try. If you want everyone to know, then I’d be more than happy to snog you silly in the middle of the Great Hall during dinner tomorrow night," Draco said with a grin.
"Oh gods, Draco, we have to spend tomorrow night apart. You’re going to have to stay in the dungeons and I’ll have to stay in the tower," Harry lamented. "We haven’t slept alone in almost six months!"
Draco laughed. "Tell me about it. I love waking up in the middle of the night and just watching you sleep. I probably won’t sleep at all tomorrow night if you’re not in bed with me."
"Then we’ll look like shite for graduation the following day," Harry declared.
"Speak for yourself," Draco teased before becoming serious. "Harry?" the Slytherin asked as his fingers wandered aimlessly over the bronze skin.
"Hmm?"
"I’ve been thinking about something – about us, actually, after graduation," Draco said quietly. He wasn’t sure what Harry would think about his suggestion, but he would never know until he asked. When his lover hadn’t responded, he went on. "We haven’t really decided what we’re going to do, but I don’t want this to end."
"And what makes you think it would?" Harry asked as he lifted his head, looking into silver eyes that he had lost himself in too many times to count.
"Nothing. But have you given any thoughts to what you’re going to do? Where you’re going to be living?"
Harry shrugged. "Not really sure what it is that I want to do after graduation. Like you pointed out before, I don’t really have to do anything. I can lie around and do nothing if I so choose. As for where I’ll be living, I was planning on going back to Grimmauld Place for a little while, until I could find a place of my own. I enjoyed staying at Allen’s over the holiday and thought about finding a cottage on a beach somewhere. Why? What are you going to do? Going back to the Manor?"
Draco smiled. "I’ve been thinking about that. Since I don’t relish the thought of puttering around the Manor alone, I thought I’d stay at our flat in London."
The brunette nodded. "I think that’s a great idea. At least we’d be in the same town."
"I have a better idea, if you’ll agree to it," the blond stated as he released Harry’s hand and brushed an errant lock of hair away from Harry’s face, tracing the scar with the tip of his finger.
Harry’s eyes drifted closed at the intimate contact. He knew that Draco loved to touch him there and while he should be used to it by now, he wasn’t. Each time he felt those long fingers or the brush of Draco’s lips against the faded skin, he always wanted more. Right now, however, he would savor the light touch, as neither he nor Draco was ready for another round just yet.
He slowly opened his eyes. "What’s your idea?"
"Come live with me," Draco said quietly, his finger now moving from the scar to travel over the rest of his face. "We’ve being living together since the Christmas break, first at Malfoy Manor and now here at school. I mean, it’s a bit different being here, but technically we’re still living together."
"Have you been reading my mind?" the brunette asked as he rolled to his stomach, bracing himself on his elbows.
"No, why do you ask?" Draco asked as his eyes took in the smile on his lover’s face.
"Because while we were at Allen’s over the holiday, I had already decided that once I found a place, I was going to ask you the same thing, to come live with me. I fell in love with the beach while we were there and wanted that peace and quiet for me, and you, if you agreed to it. I want to lie in a hammock all day with you by my side, listening to the waves breaking against the shore," Harry said.
"Great minds think alike, I guess," Draco said. "So, what do we do now? Maintain two separate residences and split our time between them?"
Harry laughed. "Hang on a minute. I don’t even have a place yet to contribute to the sharing. Don’t you think I need to take care of that little detail first?"
Draco thought about it for a moment. "Ok, here’s what we do. We take over the flat in London and use that as our home-base, if you will, and then we’ll do a bit of traveling over the summer in search of your perfect beachfront home."
Harry’s eyes widened. "Traveling? And just how did that get thrown into the mix?"
Draco leaned forward and kissed Harry quickly. "The only way you’ll be able to tell if you like the area is if you experience it, hence the traveling part of my plan. We’ll take a couple of months and devote to our travels. You can decide what areas you want to look at and we’ll go."
"Just like that?" Harry asked.
A nod. "Just like that. It’s one of the perks of being obscenely rich," Draco informed his naïve Gryffindor. "We’ll stay at the best hotels, eat the finest cuisine, and drink the most expensive champagne they offer."
"And what will you do if I choose to live in a Muggle community?" he asked.
Draco laughed. "Malfoy might have had a problem with it but I can assure you that I wouldn’t. Besides, I’m acing my Muggle Studies class here. Wouldn’t it be fun to put my learning to good use on our travels?"
"You’re forgetting that I’ve lived in the Muggle world most of my life," Harry reminded his lover.
"No I’m not. I’m just saying that it would be an adventure. So, what do you think? We’ll check out both the Wizarding and Muggle sides of town, and stay in whichever has the better hotels," he offered.
"I don’t have to have the best of everything. A roof over my head and decent food are all I need."
Draco placed a feather-light kiss just beneath Harry's ear. "Are those the ONLY things you need?" he whispered.
Tan fingers slid into blonde locks as Harry lifted Draco’s face, looking into silver eyes. "You’re the only thing I need, love," he said as he brushed a kiss against the pale lips. "As long as I have you, I'm happy."
Draco smiled before capturing the tempting lips below his. When he finally pulled away, he lay down beside Harry. "Try to get some sleep, love. We’ve got a long day ahead of us."
Harry nodded and let his head fall onto Draco’s shoulder, hoping that the following day wasn't a complete disaster.
* * * * *
The alarm clock went off at its usual time of 6:30, causing the exhausted Gryffindor to groan and burrow deeper under the covers. When it hadn’t been shut off immediately, Draco nudged Harry in the side.
"Turn the bloody thing off, will you?" he mumbled from behind Harry.
"It’s on your side of the bed. You turn it off," Harry said from under the covers.
Draco reached blindly behind him and felt around for the box that was making the obnoxious sound. Once he had it in his grasp, he tossed it across the room, smiling as he heard it shattering into tiny pieces.
"There. Happy now?" he asked as he slid his arm over Harry’s side again.
The raven-haired wizard nodded. "Very. One less thing we have to pack," he said before drifting back to sleep.
A few minutes later they felt their bed dip on both sides, a draft slithering under the covers as they were lifted and two other wizards climbed in bed with them - Chad on Harry’s side and Allen on Draco’s.
"Ohhh, so NOW you two finally decide to take me up on my offer to share Harry with you," Draco teased as he pulled Harry closer to him. "You just HAD to wait until the last day, didn’t you?"
"Better late than never, right Chad?" Allen called across the bodies between them.
Harry peeked over the edge of the covers at the newcomers. "Nobody gets Harry today, or ANY day for that fact. My heart belongs to Draco," he clarified.
Chad leaned over and gave Harry a kiss on his cheek. "It’s not your heart we’re after, Harry. Draco has been telling us just how wonderful your tight little ass is and we’ve decided that it’s time we find out for ourselves if he’s yanking our chain or not."
"Sorry, but I don’t give it up to just anyone," the Gryffindor stated.
"Tell me about it. It took me how long to finally get it?" Draco teased.
Harry quickly turned over and pinned Draco to the bed, holding his hands above his head, their legs tangled in the covers. "Are you complaining? Because if you are, it seems to me like you just earned a few nights on the couch."
Draco looked up at the man he had fallen in love with and grinned. "My flat, Harry, means that it’s my couch and I decide who sleeps on it."
"My arse, Draco, and that means I get to say when you can have it again," he threw back. "Right now it doesn’t look like it will be anytime soon."
"What do you mean by your flat, Draco?" Allen asked as he looked at the two wizards who were now in a very interesting position. He recalled another time he had seen them like this, only in reverse and he quickly put a stop to those thoughts. There was no time for he and Chad to take care of any problems that may arise from that train of thought. They had to get these two packed and off to the Headmasters office within the hour.
"We’ve decided to move in together. I have a flat in London that we’re going to be staying in while Harry looks for his own place," Draco told his roommates.
"Seriously?" Allen asked.
Draco nodded. "Thanks to our trip to California, Harry has decided that he wants a place on the beach where we can lay in hammocks all day and do absolutely nothing if we so choose. After graduation, we’re going to travel for a little while so Harry can find the place he wants, and then we’ll split our time between London and where-ever," Draco explained.
"Really? That is so cool!" Chad exclaimed. "If you guys are ever down my way, you’re more than welcome to drop by for a visit. I’m sure Draco would love to check out the magical shops in The Big Easy."
"And you’re both welcome at my place if you ever make it that far west. Wow, I can’t believe that you two are really going to do this. I mean, living together here is one thing but actually LIVING together in the real world is another monster completely," Allen chimed in.
Harry looked down at Draco and smiled. "Think we should go ahead and invite them? I mean, after all, they’ve been pretty decent to us this year. Not sure exactly how many friends we’ll have when we get back to Hogwarts later. It would be nice to know that at least two of them will come for a visit."
Draco could hear the fear in Harry’s voice, the uncertainty that things may not ever be the same; that he will have lost his two best friends because of his involvement with Draco. Well, one actually, because Draco was sure that Granger would be there to welcome them, or rather, Harry, with open arms. He just hoped that Weasley would have come to terms with things by now.
The blonde nodded. "They’re more than welcome to come and visit," he said and then turned to each of them. "But only when you’re invited. I don’t want to have Harry sprawled out on our kitchen table, covered in chocolate syrup when you floo into our home."
Harry groaned as his forehead dropped to rest against Draco’s. "You just HAD to go and mention chocolate syrup, didn’t you?" he asked as he flexed his hips against the body beneath him, earning a soft gasp from Draco.
"Well, it was either that or the honey. I figured the chocolate syrup was the safer of the two," he admitted as he felt his own cock stir from the memories of exactly what they did with the sweets during their week-long stay at Malfoy Manor.
Harry’s mouth slid over Draco’s forehead and stopped when it was pressed against his right ear. "Remind me again what we used that for," he whispered.
"We have company, in case you’ve forgotten," Draco said quietly.
"Company who came in to make sure you were awake. You realize that you two have to be in Headmaster Collins’ office within the hour, right?" Allen queried.
Harry’s head dropped to the pillow beside Draco’s. "As much as I hate to say this, they’re right. We need to get up and pack," he said as he reluctantly slid off of Draco’s body, groaning at the feel of his cock sliding over Draco’s leg.
"You should have packed last night," Allen said as he and Chad slid from beneath the covers and moved to their suitemate’s wardrobes. "Where are your trunks?" he asked.
"Why?" Draco said as he slowly sat up, the blankets falling to his waist.
"So we can get you packed," Chad said as he nosed through Draco’s clothes. "Unless you want to leave all of this here. I’m sure we can transfigure it to fit us," he teased.
Harry’s hand on his arm stopped the blonde Brit from flying out of the bed. "I would suggest you wait a few minutes before you go tearing into them. I wouldn’t want them pouncing on you when you’re like this," he said as he ran a hand over Draco’s lap. "That’s my job," Harry said as he leaned over and gently kissed Draco.
A few seconds later two pairs of boxers landed on the bed beside them. "Put those on and get over here if you value your stuff," Allen said as he rummaged through Harry’s clothes.
They quickly dressed and a few minutes later were helping their suitemates with the packing. Of course, Draco had something to say about the way they were handling his things, complaining that they would never be the same, when Chad mentioned again that he could just leave everything here. The blonde pushed Chad out of the way and cast a packing spell, saving his clothes from being demolished by the well-meaning American.
With their packing done, they each took a quick shower, separately or else they would have been late, and then dressed casually for their trip back to Hogwarts. After Magically shrinking their trunks, they walked into what was now Chad and Allen’s room, and smiled at the memories they made in this room, like the night they realized they felt something for each other and the night that Harry had made Draco his. The bathroom held many memories also, like the time Draco had joined Harry in the shower after their argument during midterms, their roommates barging in on them afterwards. But the one room they would miss the most was their room, the room they shared together after the Christmas break. They had made many, many memories in this particular room, starting with the first time they did anything remotely sexual up to making plans for their future.
Harry gathered Draco in his arms. "I love you, Draco," he whispered.
"I love you too, Harry. And no matter what happens when we get back, I’ll be there for you," he replied and then gently kissed his lover.
"Time to go, guys," Allen said from the doorway, Chad resting back against him.
Taking one last look around, Harry grabbed the last item from his desk - the snow globe that would transport them back to Hogwarts, and the four of them walked out of the room.
After arriving at the Headmaster’s office, each was thanked for participating in the exchange program and assured that all of their grades had been forwarded to their Headmaster already. It was then that Headmaster Collins handed them another globe.
"Your Headmaster sent this over a few days ago for you to use as your port-key back," he said as Draco accepted the gift with wide eyes.
Instead of a snow globe, this one was a water globe with a nautical theme. There was a beach house in the center, and sand and small seashells had replaced the snow. The two wizards looked at each other and smiled.
"Our future," Harry said, earning a nod from his partner. "He just couldn’t wait, could he?"
"Guess not," the blonde said with a grin of his own.
They shook hands with the Headmaster and then moved over to where Chad and Allen were waiting. After a round of hugs and promises to visit, the boys made their way to the outer office where they had first arrived all those months ago.
Headmaster Collins handed them a piece of parchment with the official Hogwarts crest on it. "This is the incantation that will take you back to your school," he said before stepping back.
Two pairs of eyes scanned the page and laughed.
"Is he serious?" Draco asked. "Will we never get the chance to live our own life?"
Harry nodded. "As soon as we graduate tomorrow, Draco, our lives become our own. Come on; let’s get this over and done with. You know how I hate traveling that far. I just hope someone is there to catch me when I collapse," he said as they moved to the center of the room. "Ready?"
"As ready as I’ll ever be," he answered.
Draco took Harry’s hand in his and after linking their fingers, placed the water globe in their joined hands. Harry held up the parchment and together they read the incantation that would take them back home.
"You can only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough."
They felt the gentle tug behind their navel and then they were gone.
TBC
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