The Phoenix Rises | By : greenwizard11 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 44621 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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During the Christmas holiday the Burrow was crowded. The twins and Bill were home, and Harry,
Draco, Lucius, and James stayed there too.
Sirius and Severus decided to go back to Grimmauld
Place.
Severus didn’t want to join everyone else on Christmas Day, but Sirius
was doing his best to talk him into it.
Even though no one else really minded being packed in like
that, it annoyed Draco. He had a plan to
carry out, and he needed to get Harry alone.
It seemed impossible though because the two boys were sharing Ron’s
bedroom with him. It made Draco wish
they’d gone to Grimmauld Place
too.
But Draco finally got
his chance on Christmas Eve. After lunch
he volunteered Harry and himself to go out to the shed to get more wood for the
fire. Harry was confused but bundled up
and followed Draco out. “If I didn’t
know better, I’d say you really wanted to get me alone,” he said when they
reached the shed.
Draco turned around with a hungry look in his eyes. “I do.”
Harry backed up against the shed wall. He had to admit he was a little afraid. He couldn’t help but wonder if Draco had
finally snapped.
Draco grinned evilly as he lowered himself to his
knees. Harry just stared at him unable
to move. Part of him was terrified, but
the other part was excited. He watched
as Draco undid his pants and pulled out his member. Harry had never been touched by another
person before, and the feel of Draco’s skin on his sent jolts of electricity
through his body.
Harry gasped when Draco took his cock into his mouth. Draco started gently sucking on it like he’d
done this before. Harry groaned and
leaned against the shed wall. He
couldn’t believe what was happening.
Draco slid Harry’s cock as far down his throat as he
could. He’d been practicing every chance
he got, but he hadn’t quite managed to gain control over his gag reflex
yet. Harry didn’t seem to have any
complaints though. His eyes were closed
and his chest was heaving
Draco wrapped his hand around the base and put just the head
in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and occasionally licking the piss
slit, just as his future step-father had taught him. Harry bit his lip to stifle a groan.
It didn’t take long to push Harry over the edge. Draco tried to deep throat Harry again and
before Harry could say anything his whole body stiffened and he spilled himself
down Draco’s throat. Draco swallowed it
all and sat back on his heels with a Cheshire
grin.
Harry stared at Draco with his jaw on the floor. “Wh-what wa-was that?” he stammered.
“A present,” Draco beamed as he zipped Harry back up.
Harry didn’t know what to do. He supposed he should repay Draco, even
though he really didn’t want to. But
when he started to get down on his knees Draco pulled him back up. “No Harry, I didn’t do it so you would do it
back. I know you don’t want to right
now, and that’s okay. Return the favor
when you’re ready.”
Harry was grateful and said nothing as he started gathering
firewood. He didn’t know what to say.
The two boys carried the wood back inside. Harry was desperate to talk to someone, but
who?
His relationship with his father was a little strained, and
talking to a pregnant person about sex was awkward to begin with. And he didn’t expect Ron to understand. He suddenly missed Hermione and couldn’t wait
for the holiday break to be over with.
They all spent a quiet evening seated in the living room
around the wireless set listening to a broadcast of Molly’s favorite singer
Celestina Warbeck. Molly was singing
along with her favorite songs and James and Lucius had their heads together and
were whispering back and forth. There
wasn’t any eggnog this year because James had decided that since he couldn’t
have any no one should. They all had tea
instead.
James and Lucius were the first to go to bed. Harry was tired, but he waited for Draco to
head upstairs first. He didn’t want to
face Draco, not yet, and he hoped he could wait until Draco was asleep to go up
himself. But it seemed Draco was
determined to wait with him.
Harry watched as, one by one, the others wandered to their
beds until only he, Ron, and the twins were left. Molly was the last adult to head upstairs,
warning the boys not to stay up too late.
Harry ended up following Ron up the stairs minutes later, leaving a
dismayed Draco behind.
Harry pretended to be sound asleep when Draco finally came
up some time later. Harry felt bad
because Draco had essentially opened himself up, but as much as Harry liked
Draco, he hadn’t wanted that kind of attention.
It was well past midnight
when Harry finally drifted off to sleep.
He woke to the sound of Ron and Draco opening their presents. Harry stretched and sat up to see a small
pile of presents at the foot of his bed.
“Morning Harry!” Ron smiled.
“And Merry Christmas. It’s about
time you woke up.”
“Merry Christmas,” Harry said with a small smile and he
joined his friends on the floor. He
opened his presents and then the boys headed downstairs. Everyone else was already in the living room
and the house was filled with the delicious smells of Christmas dinner cooking.
Each of the boys made the rounds to thank each of the adults
for their presents. Ron felt a little
awkward when thanking Lucius and James for the new chess set. He still wasn’t used to graciously accepting
nice gifts without feeling embarrassed about the gifts his family had given to
Harry and Draco.
Draco didn’t seem to care though. He was wearing the white sweater with a big
green D on it that Molly had made for him.
He sat beside his father, seeming to have given up on trying to get
Harry alone again.
It didn’t look like Sirius and Severus were going to show
up, but they did as soon as everyone was seated. Severus didn’t look happy and avoided
everyone but Lucius and Draco. He looked
paler than usual.
Toward the end of the meal they got more surprise
visitors. Percy and the new Minister,
Rufus Scrimgeour, stopped by. Scrimgeour
claimed they were working on official Ministry business nearby and Percy had
wanted to visit with his family, but Percy didn’t look too happy to be
there.
“How’s your hand?” James asked, reminding Percy of the night
Fudge had tried to have Dumbledore arrested.
Percy avoided James’ gaze and fidgeted a little. He knew he’d been in the wrong, but he was
too proud to admit it. He stiffened when
Molly embraced him with tears in her eyes.
“You young man, you look finished,” Scrimgeour said as he
pointed to Harry. “Why don’t you show me
around the yard while Percy visits with his family?”
“Lucius is finished too,” James said before Harry could
answer. “He could go with you and the
two of you can catch up.”
“I wouldn’t dream of taking Lucius from you.”
“It’s okay,” Harry told James as he stood up. He wanted to see what the man wanted. He followed Scrimgeour outside while everyone
inside sat in awkward silence. Everyone
but Molly smelled something fishy and really didn’t have anything to say to
Percy.
Harry came back minutes later looking upset. Scrimgeour looked annoyed and disappointed as
he ushered Percy out. Once they were gone, Harry informed everyone what the
Minister’s true intent was. He wanted
Harry to become the Ministry’s new poster boy.
“Figures,” James mumbled.
He was never a fan of the Ministry, and it didn’t have anything to do
with being close to Dumbledore. He
didn’t like the idea of them having anything to do with Harry.
He didn’t let it ruin his holiday though. Harry had made it clear he wasn’t interested
in the offer, and hopefully that would be the end of it. If it wasn’t, they would deal with it then.
The day before New Year’s Eve James was more irritable than
usual. He kept insisting nothing was
wrong, but at dinner he looked around at everyone and bit his lip. “Umm, Molly, what does labor feel like?”
All eyes were suddenly on him. “Well, it’s a tight cramping feeling. Is that what you’re experiencing now?”
James nodded.
“But you’re not due for another nineteen days!” Lucius
cried, looking panicked.
“I wouldn’t worry yet,” Molly said, trying to calm him. “It could be false labor. It’s very common, and should go away in an
hour or so. How long have you been
having these cramps?”
“Since lunch,” James frowned.
“Why didn’t you say anything?” Lucius yelled.
James flinched and whimpered. “I didn’t want to worry you if it was a false
alarm.”
“Lucius, go call Lysandra,” Molly instructed. “I’ll help James to bed.”
Lucius nodded and went to the fireplace. Molly helped James to his feet and walked up
the stairs with him. Harry looked at
Draco for the first time in days. “Looks
like our baby brother is on his way.”
An hour later Lysandra descended the stairs to address the
waiting crowd. “It’s definitely labor,”
she announced. “Though the contractions
are far apart and irregular, so it’ll probably be a while.”
“But it’s over two weeks early,” Lucius voiced his concern.
Lysandra gave him a soft smile. “I know it is, and it would certainly be
better for the baby to stay in there a little longer, but he’s already taking
after his mother. He wants to come out
now, and his lungs look mature enough that he should be all right.”
Lucius seemed to calm down a little. “So, how long is this going to take?”
“Hard to say,” Lysandra answered. “He probably won’t come until some time
tomorrow.”
Since the baby wasn’t coming any time soon everyone went about
their evening. Lucius owled a message to Sirius, and Harry wrote Hermione to let
them know what was going on.
Lucius stayed by James’ side and tried to keep him as
comfortable as possible. Lucius couldn’t
help but remember what a wreck he’d been when Narcissa was in labor with
Draco. He thought the second baby would
be easier, but he was wrong. He only
grew more anxious as the hours ticked by.
He hated seeing James in pain.
Lysandra had given him a mild pain potion so he could rest, but it
didn’t help much.
The baby still hadn’t come by dinner time the next day. It was New Year’s Eve, and the main topic of
conversation was whether or not the baby would be born by midnight. Sirius,
and Dumbledore came to wait with everyone else.
When it was nearly midnight
Lucius came down to ask Harry and Draco to come up to the room. It was nearly time, and James wanted them
there. At the stroke of midnight a loud scream echoed from the upstairs
bedroom. Nine minutes and a few more
screams later everyone waiting in the kitchen heard a crying baby.
Lucius came down a little while later with a squirming baby
in his arms and a wide grin on his face.
Harry and Draco were right behind him.
“How’s James?” Sirius asked.
“He’s fine,” Lucius answered. “He’s sleeping now. He was so exhausted that as soon as he saw
the baby he passed out.”
Everyone wanted to hold the newborn. Lucius wondered what they were going to do
with him. They hadn’t been expecting the
baby for another two weeks at least, so all their baby stuff was back at
Hogwarts. He was grateful to learn that
Dumbledore had thought to bring everything with him. They put the cradle in the bedroom and sat in
the living room with the baby passing him around until early morning.
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