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Love Comfort	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Bill Views: 17865 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Chapter four

"Your not going anywhere without me," Bill said firmly startling Harry from where he had been settled against Bill's chest and falling asleep. He had waited until Molly and Arthur had definitely gone to bed before sneaking out. A grumbling, blushing Ron assured Harry that he would cover for him if needed.

Harry had unsurely entered Bill's room but when he saw Bill's welcoming smile he had quickly hurried across the bedroom and slipped into the bed beside Bill. He had been welcomed with drugging, fire inducing kisses being pressed to his lips as Bill tugged him to straddle his lap, burning touches being exchanged between them. Harry found that he was becoming rapidly obsessed with Bill's chest the more he was allowed to see the perfectly sculpted, tanned expanse of flesh to the point where he had found himself wanting to run his hands over the shapely muscles at the party tonight.

Bill groaned into his mouth and flicked his tongue along the roof of Harry's mouth in response to Harry questing fingers running along his rapidly heating flesh. His own hands were busy petting lightly and teasingly down Harry's sides before dipping into the loose waist band of Harry's new but still slightly big pyjama pants and cupped the arse cheeks that had been driving him mad all night. He cupped the fleshy globes and started massaging them, grinning when Harry jerked in his lap and let out a hum, a bloody hum, into Bill's mouth.

Almost unconsciously Harry's hips started thrusting against Bill's rapidly growing cock, his own erection rubbing against Bill's firm stomach. Bill let out a husky chuckle when Harry's fingers honed in on the tie in his hair and tugged it out, combing his fingers through the loose hair as his hips started rocking at a firmer pace as pleasure started fizzling over his senses.

"Shut up," He grumbled lightly into Bill's mouth before it was caught in another mind numbing, toe curling kiss. Bill's tongue cutting through his mouth and tangling with Harry's.

"You…have a hair fetish," Bill chuckled pulling away just as his finger found Harry's entrance. Harry groaned as Bill started gently rubbing his finger over the twitching flesh leaving Harry unsure whether he wanted to thrust back to get more of Bill's finger, the full complete feeling from earlier in his mind, or forwards to get some more of that delicious friction.

"Your…complaining?" Harry grinned nipping at Bill's bottom lip. Bill was slightly surprised at the rougher action but definitely wasn't disappointed.

"Definitely not," He grinned before lunging forwards so that Harry flopped onto the bed and he pressed himself firmly against Harry's front. Harry's legs bracketed Bill's hips as he wrapped them around Bill's waist and tugged him forwards so that their cocks brushed together again. Bill pushed down more forcefully and ground their groins together causing Harry to groan and throw back his head as his hands tightened in Bill's hair.

Curious to see how that Harry would react Bill leant forwards and nipped at the pale expanse of Harry's neck, listening delightedly to the moan Harry gave as his hips jerked against Bill's.

"Do you like that?" Bill asked huskily against the reddened skin before he started suckling at the flesh to ease the sting.

"Yes," Harry sighed breathlessly holding Bill's head to his neck as his fingers scratched lightly against Bill's scalp.

"Harder?" Bill asked pulling back to admire the nice large red mark developing on Harry's neck, clear against his pale skin.

"Harder," Harry nodded. As Bill's teeth sank a little firmer into the soft flesh Harry gave out a low mewl and squirmed underneath Bill.

"You are delicious my Kitten," Bill sighed leaning back up to run his tongue along Harry's mouth before kissing him again firmly as he awkwardly tugged Harry's pyjama pants down without breaking their kiss. He was slightly shocked as Harry took the initiative and tugged down Bill's trousers. He would never have imagined that Harry had been a virgin the night before, not the way he was kissing him back, suckling on his tongue and rubbing himself against Bill.

"Bill," Harry groaned out tearing their mouths apart as Bill teased his finger over Harry's entrance again, the pure need in Harry's voice making Bill' cock twitch against his lovers.

"What do you want love?" Bill purred as he rubbed his middle finger more firmly against the fluttering pucker, allowing the tip of his finger to push lightly inside before pulling back getting an annoyed groan from Harry.

"Bill please! Need you in me!" Harry growled out frustrated even as a blush spread across his cheeks at the words. Bill groaned at the words coming from Harry's until yesterday innocent lips. Hurriedly summoning lube onto his fingers he absently threw his wand to the side as his slipped a finger slowly into Harry's burning hot channel. "More! Not going to break for Merlin's sake!" Harry snapped thrusting down onto the finger loving the feel of the stretch of his muscles around Bill's finger, feeling the slightly callused tip rubbing against his walls.

"Been thinking about this all day, wanted you so much, wanted to be inside you so bad when you were pressed against me downstairs," Bill murmured into Harry's ear nipping and sucking alternately at Harry's ear lobe. The words and the feeling going straight from Harry's ear to his cock. He sighed out happily as Bill pushed another finger into him a lot quicker and started thrusting them giving Harry a fraction of the friction that he desired.

Another finger had him arching back with a groan that sounded needy even to his own ears, the second groan came from the set of teeth sinking into his collar bone with just enough pain to send tingles of pleasure through his system. He was barely aware of his free hand scratching red marks into Bill's bare back but his felt the rumble of approval Bill gave from the mouth sucking at his throbbing skin.

"Ready?" Bill asked as he pulled his fingers out. He barely suppressed a chuckle at the eager nod that he got. Looking down at Harry as he slicked himself and suddenly had to clamp down on the base of his cock to stop himself from cumming too early as he took in the sight of his lover spread out on the bed, black hair contrasting with the red duvet. His emerald green eyes were blown with pleasure, the green darker than they normally were as they watched Bill's hand working on his cock. Harry's pale skin showed up his flush of arousal in a way Bill had never seen with a lover, he could literally watch the cherry blush flowing down Harry's cheeks, down his neck, past his collarbones, past his nipples. With his slender body, sharp hip bones and that gorgeous flush Bill felt more than lucky, and as though he would never get enough of this. He took a moment to admire the way his own tanned skin complimented Harry's pale skin as his cupper Harry's hip while positioning himself at Harry's entrance.

He pressed his lips against Harry's as he pushed himself achingly slowly into Harry. Harry let out a guttural groan as he felt every inch of Bill being pushed into him slowly, teasingly, he could feel every bump and vein of Bill's cock pushing along his walls, stretching him open intently. He wrapped his arms around Bill's neck and pressed himself into Bill, his lips moving with Bill's hungrily, the pleasure rising in his body as the burn from Bill's entrance faded and warmth washed over him.

He pressed his face into Bill's neck and breathed in his scent, something he could only describe as a hot smell mixed with lemon, and now sweat and sex. Slowly Bill pulled out before thrusting back in, barely giving Harry a chance to recover before pulling back and slamming back in. Harry groaned out and arched into the thrusts, gradually getting louder and louder as Bill's thrusts got faster and harder.

Bill listened to the groans and mewls falling from Harry's lips, the noises falling like a litany driving him on, their bodies moving in perfect sync after forty minutes, his thrusts moving from languid and slow to fast, sharp thrusts. Harry moved with him, their bodies twisting and moving together like they were in a dance, their slick and sweaty bodies sticking and sliding off each other whenever they lay chest to chest, Bill sometimes pushing up so that he could thrust with more power at a different angle.

Finally just as Harry thought that he was going to go mad from pleasure, his head was buzzing and completely blank except for the repetition of more now yes there Merlin, Bill slammed once more into his prostate dead on with the blunt head of his cock and the spring in Harry's stomach snapped as his orgasm rocketed through his body. Screaming out he arched in a way that Bill thought would almost be painful, his hands and nails biting into Bill's biceps as his cum spurted up his chest and even felt flecks hitting his chin. Just as his body was trembling from the intense pleasure rocking through him he felt Bill pressing into him as far as he could manage before he could feel his cock twitching inside him before he felt the hot wash of cum inside him as Bill tensed and growled out his own completion.

They lay for a good ten minutes, panting and just holding onto each other as they both wound down, their skin cooling off both feeling drained and completely relaxed. Eventually they managed to shift themselves so Bill could cast a cleaning charm to clean them both of the drying cum on their skin before they shifted themselves so they were lying the right way up on the bed and so that they could rest their heads on the pillows. Well Bill rested his head on the pillow, Harry decided that Bill's chest would make a better pillow. They arranged the covers back around themselves and settled down contently and satisfied. Harry was in a warm and happy state as he lay listening to the steady beat of Bill's heart and moved with the rise and fall of his chest. He was getting ready to fall into a doze when Bill suddenly spoke, quickly waking Harry up and shaking away the happy buzz he had been in.

"You know I'm not going to let you go anywhere without me," Bill said softly, not stopping from where he was running his fingers through Harry's hair.

"Go? Go where?" Harry decided on playing it dumb as he fought not to tense in Bill's arms. Suddenly completely stupidly aware of the fact that he was lying naked against Bill.

"Wherever it is that you, my brother and Hermione are planning on going or what you are planning on doing," Bill said calmly even though he was aware of Harry tensing.

"We're not…" Harry started to deny but then stopped. He couldn't lie to Bill, he wouldn't lie to him. "Please don't do this, I don't want to fight and I don't want to have to lie to you," he sighed tiredly burrowing closer into Bill's side.

"So don't lie, and don't fight with me. I have no intention of letting you out my sight and away from my side to go into danger without me," Bill responded firmly. "And I seriously doubt that Remus hasn't already covered the three of you, your belongings and anything else he can think of in tracking charms while covering this place in various spells to let him know if you try and run away,"

"Remus knows we're planning on leaving?" Harry groaned raising his head. He squeaked slightly when Bill's strong arms tightened around him almost painfully at the admission out loud that they were planning on running off. "Bill?"

"Its selfish of me I know, but I can't let you go when I've just got you," Bill murmured into Harry's hair holding him firmly against him.

"Bill…I…Dumbledore gave me something that I have to do, something important that has to be done to be able to defeat Voldemort. The information though, its dangerous, and disgusting, and the less people that know the better. Its not about trust, its about as little people knowing as possible. Dumbledore told me not to tell anyone but Ron and Hermione," Harry rambled trying to explain without Bill getting offended or upset at him.

"Dumbledore was wrong. Harry as good as you are, you, Ron and Hermione are only seventeen, surely any help you can get will be best. I'm a curse breaker, Remus is brilliant at Defence and he's a werewolf, his senses and skills will come in helpful for whatever you need to do. I don't want you to have to do this by yourself…without me," Bill said intently.

"I don't want to do this without you either but…let me talk to Hermione and Ron about this?" Harry's eyes pleaded for understanding as they met Bill's own azure ones, praying to anyone that would listen that Bill wouldn't take this the wrong way and think this was about him not trusting him.

"Alright, tomorrow talk to them. Now we need to get some sleep," Bill's smile was warm and not forced at all making Harry believe he understood. The older man's arms relaxed slightly around him so they weren't squeezing as tightly anymore but held onto him. Both of them wriggled to get comfortable before Bill flicked his wand at the candle to plunge them into darkness.

The next morning they had both made it down for breakfast after everyone else was already seated, their late night activities, their conversation and then the pair of them lying awake thinking it over for an hour or so after the conversation meant that they had slept in a little later. Harry had been worried with the silence that had filled the room as they got up and dressed, he had believed the night before that Bill hadn't been upset with him but he had been worried that Bill had been lying. He had jumped when a pair of arms had wrapped tightly around his waist and tugged him against Bill's warm, hard body and held him tightly. The hungry, deep, forceful kisses Bill had pressed to his lips had assured him that everything was fine between them. As had the warm hand wrapped around his as they walked down to the kitchen.

It was still only the second time that Bill had left his room in a month, the night before he had gradually relaxed as the evening went on and no one ran screaming from the room, but Harry could feel the tension in his lovers body again as they stepped into the kitchen and everyone turned to look at them.

"I really don't want or need to know!" Molly said sharply as the twins opened their mouths, no doubt for something crude to come out. Harry had blushed darkly as he sat down beside Ginny while Charlie, snickering, had clapped Bill on the shoulder as he sat between him and Harry. Chatter had been light and easy, except Harry who had been fairly silent. When breakfast was finished Harry had grabbed Hermione and Ron, shooting Bill a pointed look before they disappeared upstairs somewhere.

That had been nearly seven hours ago and Bill was starting to get worried. He had filled Remus in on what had been discussed the night before so the two of them were both twitchingly anxious. Charlie had spent a few hours with him, chatting and catching up. Bill felt guilty that he had pushed his younger brother away, they had been close growing up and he knew that he had hurt Charlie by not letting him in. But after lunch when the threesome hadn't shown up Charlie had wandered off when Bill had done anything but started twitching, Molly had been concerned and wanted to go and get them, but Arthur with a knowing look in his eyes had talked her down.

"Hey, you two mind coming upstairs?" Ron asked as he slipped drawing room where Bill and Remus were agitatedly trying to find something to do to distract themselves with while Charlie, Mad Eye and Arthur shooting them annoyed looks as they had clearly been annoying them as the hours ticked by.

"Sure," Both of them stood quick enough to make Mad Eye's hand twitch towards his wand and hurried out of the room after Ron who led them upstairs. Both of them were shocked when they were led into the Black library, Sirius had mentioned it off and on but he had never been able to open the library, only the Black heir could open it up, but apparently the house's magic had been restricting Sirius from doing so. The second shock they got was the state of the library. There were fourteen stacks on either side of the room as well as bookshelves around the entirety of the outside of the room, stacked full of books of various ages, some of them looking ancient. Ron led them down the centre between the standing stacks on either side of the room and to the very end of the room where there was a large space around about the size of the drawing room by itself, it looked as though the four desks and matching chairs were already here, the trio seemed to have added a large board that was covered with hundreds of pieces of paper, some of them covered in writing, some of them pictures. The floor and desks were strewn with books, pieces of parchment in use and balled up.

"Sorry about the mess, we're kind of mid research," Hermione smiled from where she was seated on the sofa that looked as though it had been brought in for them. Harry stood and dragged over two chairs as Ron grabbed another, they placed them in front of the sofa as Hermione levitated books and parchment out the way to form a small circle. Harry sat on the chair to Hermione's right as Ron sat beside her on the sofa, Bill and Remus claimed the other two chairs.

"How did you get the library open?" Remus asked gazing around it curiously and a little eagerly.

"The family tree in the drawing room? Its linked to the house, when Sirius was burnt off of it even though by blood and magic he was still a Black he couldn't access certain things in the house. My grandmother paternally was a Black, I'm on the family tree and wasn't burnt off, so when Sirius named me his heir I was able to access the house totally. We didn't tell anyone because this place was pretty handy for us to use," Harry explained. Bill and Remus nodded in understanding before waiting to see what was said next. The trio exchanged some looks before Hermione started.

"You have to understand first that any hesitance on our part is not in anyway an insult or insinuation that we don't trust you, its just that this information is imperative and vital to defeating V…Voldemort. I we don't succeed in this then V…Voldemort can not be defeated. Because of this obviously it is important to seriously think through who knows about it and only those that are going to be of essential help can be told, the more people that know the higher the risk of V…Voldemort finding out," Hermione sighed.

"We know that we are only seventeen and your probably thinking that you are a lot better qualified for this, the rest of the Order are better qualified for this than we are. But Harry knows more about V…V…Voldemort than anyone else alive now and through him us, we have been going through things like this since we were eleven together," Ron carried on.

"However extra help will be appreciated, for obvious reasons for Bill are obvious aside from him being a curse breaker, and from what Harry said we would have to put Remus into a coma to get passed him, not including the fact that he is a defence expert. It is only because you are both so tied to Harry and because you will be helpful that we are telling you about this and letting you help. And this goes no further than this room. You do not tell anyone else about this," Hermione said firmly looking between them. At their agreements Harry spoke for the first time.

"The reason that Voldemort didn't die the night that he tried to kill me is completely tied in with this, Voldemort literally cannot be killed until we have sorted this out first. Voldemort split his soul into seven pieces and placed them in objects, while all seven of the objects exist Voldemort can't die," Harry paused as Bill and Remus stared at him horrified. "The term for them is horcruxes. You split the soul by committing a murder, perform a ritual and place the piece of soul into an object,"

"Dare I ask how many he's made, from the way you are speaking there is more than one," Remus asked tightly after a few moments where the trio allowed them to take in what they had been told.

"Seven, there were seven. Harry destroyed one in our second year, the diary that had been controlling Ginny. Dumbledore found another this year, a ring that belonged to his maternal family who are the descendents of Slytherin. And…" Hermione paused and looked at Harry cautiously.

"The night that Dumbledore died we had been on a hunt to try and find another one. We went to a cave that Voldemort had visited as a child, and where he possibly killed his first victims, children from the orphanage he was living in. We managed to get through the cave and to what we thought was the horcrux. It was protected by a potion, we couldn't vanish it or get rid of it in any other way except to drink it. Dumbledore made me feed it to him when the potion kicked in and he couldn't do it himself, it…it made him…" Harry lowered his head as memories from that night flashed rapidly through his eyes. Jumping he looked up as now familiar, warm hands covered his and squeezed. Looking up he met Bill's eyes and sucked in a deep breath. "It made him confused, definitely in pain. But we managed to get the locket horcrux out of the podium and get out, despite the inferni…"

"WHAT!" Bill and Remus both choked out at the same time while Hermione and Ron winced, no matter how many times they had heard this story, the thought of their friend being in that situation always worried them.

"Erm it was protected by inferni. We managed to get out fine…"

"After you managed to get out of the lake they pulled you in to," Ron muttered.

"Yeah thanks I was trying to avoid that one. Bill I can't feel my fingers!" Harry winced.

"Sorry, sorry," Bill quickly loosened his fingers that ha gradually tightened.

"We found out in the end that the locket was a fake, after Dumbledore… someone else had already been there and taken it, we don't know if they managed to destroy it or not so we need to track that down as well," Harry finally managed to finish.

"No offence here, we know that you are older, but we are more experienced when it comes to things like this, so you follow our lead," Hermione said firmly.

"I…" Remus frowned looking unsure.

"We're not saying that we're not going to listen to you, or that we're going to do things without telling you, but we do have the last say in decisions," Hermione clarified.

"Ok," Bill and Remus both agreed looking uncertain.

"What information do you have so far on the rest of the horcruxes?" Bill asked.

"Well going with what we know about V…Voldemort, he puts a lot into symbolism. We believe that a good section of the possible horcruxes covered, its just a case of tracking them down," Hermione said as Harry stood and collected a pile of parchment that looked extremely neat and organised in comparison to the rest of the room.

"The main theme seem to be items that used to belong to the Founders. The Ring belonged to Slytherin, the locket as well. Dumbledore, and us, have a strong suspicion on the Huffepuff cup, the information we have on it is here," Harry explained handing them both a couple of pieces of paper with information and an image of a golden cup.

"He killed this woman and took it from her? You know that for sure?" Remus asked looking up.

"The two silver lines at the side of a piece of information means that it has been seen in a memory, Dumbledore showed Harry that one. Two red lines mean heard by word of mouth, a green line and a red line means heard from V…V…Voldemort himself," Ron explained.

"We are unsure about how the Ravenclaw representation, we are doing a lot of research into what it could possibly be, the most likely seems to be the diadem of Ravenclaw, except for the small fact that its lost," Harry sighed handing out the rest of the papers.

"Nagini is definitely the sixth and so is going to have to be left to last unless we can somehow manage to sneak into V…V…Voldemort's headquarters, steal Nagini, kill her and get away alive," Ron shrugged.

"The seventh we aren't sure about, we've just started doing the research into possible Gryffindor objects that he could have used," Harry sighed.

"What's this list? Orphanage, Hogwarts, Chamber of secrets, Godric's Hollow…" Remus frowned.

"Possible places that he could have hidden them in. As we said he likes symbolic places, he hid the ring in his maternal grandfather's house after he set his uncle up for murdering his paternal grandparents and father, that's why we reckon Godric's Hollow is a good bet," Harry said softly. He blinked when Bill stood and tugged him up before plopping into the comfier chair and tugging Harry onto his lap.

He was slightly shocked and unsure at the move but he relaxed back against Bill's chest when urged, trying not to smile at the warm arm that wrapped around his waist.

"So we need to figure out what two of them are, where four of them have been hidden and figure out what happened to the locket?" Bill summarised.

"Basically yes, all we have is this to give us a clue as to where the real locket is," Hermione handed Harry the note from the locket he held it for Bill to read and then passed it onto Remus. They watched as Remus read the note, frowned and then read it again.

"Something about this is niggling at me…but I can't figure out what it is…" Remus said frustrated pushing his hand through his hair.

"You can think it over, keep the note for now. We had better head downstairs for supper before Molly begins scouring the house for us," Hermione sighed standing and stretching out. Harry did the same, grinning as she tugged Bill to his feet. Bill leant down and kissed Harry deeply as he cupped his face, at the unexpected move Harry could do nothing but sigh and kiss back, completely forgetting that the others were in the room.

"More than I need to see cub!" Remus complained with a chuckle as he headed out the door. Harry pulled back, blinking at them before smiling shyly.

"Thank you for trusting me," Bill said quietly brushing his finger along Harry's cheek.

"This was never about not trusting you, you know that right?" Harry frowned.

"I know, I just mean thank you for trusting me to help you," Bill smiled kissing Harry again.

"Alright! Enough you two, come on supper should be ready soon," Ron grumbled.

"Come on before one of them has an aneurism," Harry rolled his eyes tugging Bill to the door.

"Are you coming to my room tonight?" Bill murmured quietly into Harry's ear, grinning at the shiver he got in response to the close contact and the breath in his ear.

"Do you want me to come to your room?" Harry asked just as softly, flicking his eyes up to peer at Bill.

"Do you have to even ask that?" Bill groaned lightly pressing against Harry's back getting a coy grin before they started down the stairs.

"Just making sure. Don't want to force my company on you," Harry grinned.

"You can force yourself on me any time you like," Bill growled lightly, immediately pressing back against Harry as they got to the next floor, he had to muffle his groan when Harry pressed his arse back against his crotch though.

"Any time?" Harry grinned, though he was slightly breathless.

"Any time you want," Bill sighed against his neck before they had to separate to go down the stairs again. "Besides I love waking up to you in my arms," Bill added getting a startled look from Harry before he smiled happily.

"I enjoy falling asleep in your arms," He assured Bill wrapping his arms around Bill's waist as they reached the ground floor.

"Good, we both win then," Bill smiled kissing Harry again before they stepped into the kitchen were Molly practically pounced on Harry, Ron and Hermione for having missed lunch.
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