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The Slytherin Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 33958 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Harry snorted when Blaise inquired after Draco. “Room of requirement.” He told the black teen. “George has made a nest. They'll both be there for the foreseeable future.”

Blaise nodded. “That makes sense. So they're getting close, huh?”

“Yep.” Harry said. “Middle of December. Might be a Christmas birth.” He noted.

Blaise snorted. “Those poor things. Presents only once a year.”

Harry laughed. “Yeah, I feel for them.”

“Anyway, let me see your Defence essay.”

Harry glared at him. “No!”

“Oh, come on!” Blaise pouted. “You always have the best work, help me out!”

“I have to have the best work; I’ve got someone to impress, and a certain standard of excellence to maintain besides!” Harry shot back. “Let me see yours, and I'll help you out.”

Blaise shrugged. “Deal.” He handed it over and Harry began reading.

*****

George got out and dressed, then waited while Draco and Fred finished and got out. He watched them dress impatiently, then led the way back out. He wordlessly took Draco’s hand and gently tugged, leading him toward the wall. He turned as he entered the hallway and watched Draco's face as he took in the nest so far. He looked surprised, then his look turned considering. He let George lead him to it and pull him down to sit amongst the blankets and clothes. He leaned back against the pillows George had asked the room to supply, then smiled.

“It’s comfortable.” Draco said. “And safe. It’s a good spot. I’m proud of you for coming up with this idea. It’s well-hidden.”

George smiled and began purring as Fred joined them. “Glad you like it. We'll be spending a lot of time here.” He told them.

“Alright. I'll be right back.” Draco got up and went to retrieve his cloak, and slipped the blanket into his pocket as well. It was currently the size of a small handkerchief, and he knew it smelled enough like him to delight George.

He brought the cloak in and George held out his hands as Draco approached.

Draco laughed and brought the cloak over, laying it in George's hands. George turned and spread it over the pillows, putting the fur collar that smelled most like Draco over the pillow he leaned against most often.

Draco snorted. “Need my scent close to you?” He teased.

George glared at him. “It'll keep me happy while you two are out doing your classes.” He snapped accusingly. “Leaving me alone.”

Fred reached out and grabbed his hair, pulling his head back and making him yelp. “Look at what you're doing to Draco!” He snarled.

George took in the guilt on his face, and winced. “Sorry. I know you can’t help that you still need to go to class.”

Draco sighed. “Trust me, I’d much rather be here with you.”

Fred growled and dropped the handful of hair. “You shouldn't accuse us of neglect. We aren’t leaving you by choice.” He said shortly.

George nodded. “I know.”

“How about we all strip and properly cover the nest with our scents?” Draco suggested.

George perked up. “With sex?” He asked.

Draco chuckled. “I was going to suggest naked cuddling, but if you're up to it, yeah.”

George eagerly stripped. “I’m up to it for another few weeks! I want it!”

Fred smirked. “All right, sounds good to me.”

They managed to shed their clothes in record time.

Draco urged George on to his side and laid behind him. “Comfortable?” He asked, running his fingers over George’s hip.

George nodded.

“Allow me to change that.” Draco purred menacingly before laying a sharp smack on George’s ass.

George gasped and arched, then his purrs increased dramatically.

Fred smirked at Draco over George's shoulder as the blond laid blow after punishing blow on the rounded globes of his submissive.

George was moaning and writhing and purring loudly, and Draco could tell he was enjoying the spanking rather a lot. He sped up and laid a few dozen more blows, stopping when George’s ass was lightly reddened and his purrs faded just a bit. “Still want sex?” He checked.

George nodded fervently. “Yes, yes! Get in me, please!” Draco went to grab his wand, and George stopped him. “No prep. I want to feel you all day tomorrow.” He said softly.

Draco sucked in a breath. “If you’re sure…” He said hesitantly.

“I am.” George told him.

Draco nodded and carefully slid in as Fred took his place behind him.

George moaned lowly, purring increasing as Draco eased into him. He arched and pressed back, urging Draco deeper.

Draco grabbed his hips and tried to stop him, but George just continued moving, a higher-pitched growl than Fred’s escaping him.

“I'd let him move if I were you.” Fred said, sliding a slick finger into Draco.

“I don’t want him hurt.” Draco said.

Fred chuckled. “He wants it to hurt.” He told the switch.

Draco sighed and let George move as he wished.

By the time Fred had Draco prepared, George was rolling his hips and moaning loudly as he fucked himself on Draco's cock.

Fred tapped his hip. “Hold still for a second and I'll make him fuck you properly.” He told his twin.

George stilled and Feed eased in, then set a brisk pace that had Draco crying out and George making happy pleasured noises as he was finally getting the pounding he desired.

Draco bit his lip, using the sharp sting to distract him from the waves of pleasure threatening to pull him under too soon. His hands clenched on George’s hips, and he knew there would be bruises, but he also knew George would enjoy them.

Fred continued his movements, reaching around to give George a hand, since Draco's head was muddled with pleasure and he was unused to such a fast pace, and George arched back and keened as he came.

Draco cursed and couldn’t hold back, following his mate into release.

Fred gave a handful more thrusts, nearly sending Draco into over-sensitivity, before he came as well, and the three of them laid together, catching their breath.

“Wow. That was intense.” Draco panted.

Fred hummed his agreement. “It was what George needed.” He said.

George nodded. “Mm-hm. That was great. Dinner now?”

Draco laughed. “Sure.”

Fred called Dobby and they ordered their dinner.

They wouldn’t be leaving the nest for more than bathroom breaks for the rest of the night.

*****

Harry packed his things excitedly, getting ready to leave tomorrow. He was going to celebrate his first Yule!

He had no idea who to follow as far as Gods and Goddesses went, but he was young, there was time to wait and see who called to him strongest.

He pulled on his pyjamas and got into bed, his trunk open at the foot, waiting for him to change the next morning and put his pyjamas away before closing it and heading home.

It was going to be quite an experience, Harry was sure.

*****

“I follow Ceres. Also Saturn, but Ceres the most.” Neville said when Harry asked what Gods and Goddesses his friends valued the most.

“Why her?” Harry asked.

Neville smiled. “She's the Goddess of agriculture, which is what I’m best at. I spend every holiday thanking her for the gifts she gave me and making offerings to honour her in return.”

“Oh. Yeah, that makes sense. Theo?” Harry asked.

“Trivia. Goddess of magic. For now. I haven’t been called properly yet, so I am going with the ones who has already given me a great gift.” He explained.

Harry nodded thoughtfully. “That’s fair, I suppose. Hermione, do you follow any of the old ways?” He asked.

Hermione smiled sheepishly. “Not until I move out. My parents are kind of religious and won’t have any other Gods being honoured in their house. But I will follow Minerva when I move out.”

Harry frowned. “The Goddess of war?” He asked.

Hermione nodded. “And science, and education; she doesn’t only have one realm. Some do, but there are quite a few that are patrons of several things.”

Neville nodded. “Yes, Saturn is also the God of harvest, as well as agriculture.” He pointed out.

Harry's eyes widened. “Oh.”

“So who do you follow, My Prince?” Theo asked curiously.

Harry shrugged. “No one, yet. I’ve only really known about the old ways since summer. This will be my first real Yule. I’m excited, but I have no idea what to expect.” He said.

Hermione smiled secretively. “And we're not going to tell you. After all, finding out as you go is half the fun.” She said.

Neville, Theo and Luna nodded their agreement.

Harry nudged Luna. “How was your date with Blaise last weekend?”

Luna smiled. “It went well. I kissed him.” She said.

“He didn’t kiss you?” Harry asked.

“He didn’t want to push.” Luna said simply. “So I took matters into my own hands. I wanted to feel his lips. They're soft.” She said happily. “It’s a good match.” She lifted her magazine and started reading, and Harry smiled.

The conversation was over, and the subject was closed.

Luna was happy, though. And that was all that mattered.
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