The Phoenix Rises | By : greenwizard11 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 44621 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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As the days went by Harry couldn’t remember why he’d been so
hesitant to go out with Draco. Holding
the blond’s hand while they walked through the halls felt right. Kissing him felt even better. They hadn’t gone any further than that, but
it was always in the back of Harry’s mind.
Draco hadn’t said anything about sex, but Harry was sure he’d expect it
sooner or later, and it made him nervous.
“What’s wrong?” Draco asked when they were on their way to
DADA one morning.
“Nothing,” Harry lied.
“I was just thinking about how normally we have a new Defense teacher
every year, but this year we have three.”
That was the morning Professor Potter was supposed to take
over the sixth year classes, but when they entered the classroom the students
found Professor Snape sitting at the desk munching on a salad and writing in a
book. The Potions Master was thirty four
weeks along, and he looked like he was about ready to pop.
“Where’s Professor Potter?” Hermione asked. Harry started to worry that something might
be wrong.
“Do I look like a seer Miss Granger?” Snape replied. “He isn’t here yet.”
The students took their seats and waited for class to
start. Snape continued to write without
looking up. James entered the room a few
minutes later with a goofy grin on his face.
“You’re late,” Snape grumbled.
“Sorry,” James said as he made his way to the front of the
room. “I was um… detained for a little
while.”
“Of course,” Snape frowned.
“Well, since you’re finally here, there’s no reason for me to
stay.” Snape got to his feet with a
great deal of effort and grabbed his things.
“Professor, can I ask you a question?” Dean Thomas asked.
“Sure,” James answered.
“What’s the difference between a ghost and an Inferius?”
“You can poke an Inferius with a stick,” James laughed.
“You would,” Snape commented as he waddled out the door.
“Yes I would!” James shouted back. “But on a serious note, an Inferius is a
corpse reanimated by dark magic. A ghost
is the imprint left behind by a soul.
Ghosts aren’t solid.”
James continued the day’s lesson, making a few more wise
cracks and jokes. He didn’t give any
homework, which no one complained about.
Draco approached James at the end of class. Harry went out into the hall with Hermione
and Ron to wait for him.
“Um Ja… I mean, Sir,” Draco
stuttered, not sure how to address the man since they were still in class and
James was technically a teacher.
“Yes, Draco?”
Draco shifted his weight nervously. “I just wanted to ask… well… you know that
gene you have?”
James nodded. He had
a pretty good idea which gene Draco was talking about. “What about it?”
“Could someone have it if say they have an elf really far
back in their family tree that they didn’t know about?”
“Yes,” James answered.
“Once you have the gene it continues to get passed on. The amount of Elven blood you have in you may
get diluted, but genes don’t work like that.”
“Oh,” Draco said.
He’d looked at his family tree and he didn’t think there were any elves,
but that didn’t mean there weren’t any.
“Thanks,” he mumbled and hurried out to meet Harry.
After dinner there was a notice up that there would be extra
Apparation practices for those who would be seventeen before the first test
date on April twenty-first. Both Ron and
Hermione were already seventeen, but neither Harry nor Draco would be by then.
Draco had all sorts of ideas about what to do with Harry
that morning, but they were all shot to hell when the night before the lessons
the boys were informed that they would be babysitting their brother. Dumbledore wanted Hogsmeade well guarded, so
both James and Lucius were going.
“But why can’t Sirius and Uncle Sev
do it?” Draco whined. He really didn’t
want to give up his plan of getting Harry alone. “They aren’t going either.”
“Because I said so,” James answered. “Think of this as an opportunity to learn
what being a teenage parent would be like.
And it’s only for a few hours.”
“It’s okay, we can watch him,” Harry said. “But can we stay in your room with him? I wouldn’t want to disturb anyone else.”
James thought it over for a moment. “All right,” he answered, “you can stay with
him in my room.”
Draco felt a little better about it then. He might have to baby-sit, but he’d still be
alone with Harry.
The next morning Harry and Draco wished their friends luck
and headed up to their fathers’ room to report for babysitting duty. James was feeding Julian when they
arrived. “He just ate, so all you two will
have to do is be here with him. The most
you’ll have to do is change his diaper, but that isn’t too difficult,” James
said as he laid Julian in his crib.
Lucius gave them quick instructions on how to change a
diaper. “Oh, and if he gets really
fussy, massage his feet. He takes after
his mother and loves it.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” James said with a hurt
look and hugged both boys before leaving.
Lucius was right behind him.
Harry and Draco looked at each other, then at the baby who
was staring up at them with wide eyes.
“Now what?” Draco asked.
Harry shrugged. “I
guess we go down to breakfast.”
“Are we taking him with us?”
Harry rolled his eyes.
“Of course we’re taking him with us!
You can’t leave a baby alone.”
“Oh, right.” Draco nodded.
“Sorry, I’ve never done this before.”
“Neither have I,” Harry pointed out. “But we wouldn’t be here if it was okay to
leave Julian alone. Use your head blondie,”
Harry chuckled.
Draco frowned at the use of the nickname. He hated it, but he didn’t say anything
more. Harry picked Julian up out of his
crib and they went down to the Great Hall.
Breakfast was almost over so the Great Hall was pretty
empty. Harry and Draco took their seats
and Harry put Julian on the table next to him.
The two and a half month old gazed up at the ceiling in amazement. Harry figured Julian was well entertained so
he turned his attention to his breakfast.
Julian watched the ceiling for a little while, quite
content, but when Harry leaned over his plate the baby noticed his hair. It was dark and looked soft like Mommy’s. The next time Harry leaned over Julian
grabbed for his hair and somehow managed to roll himself off the edge of the
table. Fortunately Harry saw it out of
the corner of his eye and was able to catch him.
Julian didn’t seem to be fased at
all, but Harry’s heart was in his throat.
He decided that maybe they should go back to the room. “I guess that’s why you’re not supposed to
leave them alone,” Draco commented as they left.
Harry put Julian back in his crib, and even though the baby
had been perfectly content there earlier, he began to fuss. Harry sighed and picked him back up, gently
rocking him. “I don’t think we’re going
to get much homework done.”
“No, probably not,” Draco agreed. “Why don’t you try rubbing his feet like my
father told us.”
Harry nodded and put Julian in his crib again and started to
gently rub his little feet. Julian lay
quietly enjoying the attention. He was
fast asleep within minutes.
“There, now that isn’t so bad,” Draco grinned and pulled
Harry close for a kiss.
Harry started to return the kiss, but pulled back. “No, we can’t do this in front of our
brother.”
“He’s asleep,” Draco pointed out. “But if it bothers you we can move his crib
out to the sitting room and leave the door open. We haven’t been alone in a long time and we
need to make up for that.”
Harry bit his lip, but nodded in agreement. They hadn’t been alone because Harry had been
avoiding it. When they were around other
people all Draco could do was kiss him.
Draco levitated the crib and somehow managed to move it out
to the sitting room without waking Julian.
Then he turned and pounced on Harry, pinning him to the bed. Harry’s body stiffened for a moment, but he
soon gave in and let the blond explore his mouth with his tongue.
Harry gasped when Draco moved down to nip at his sensitive
throat. A tingling sensation shot down
his spine and his heart started to beat faster.
“Draco, no…” Harry protested weakly, but Draco didn’t stop. Instead he reached to lightly pinch one of
Harry’s nipples. Harry inhaled sharply
and his toes curled. He’d never thought
that particular part of his body would be so sensitive.
Draco sat up and gazed into Harry’s eyes. “Harry, I need you,” he said in a breathless
tone.
Harry lay there gasping for breath. He was both aroused and afraid. This was what he’d been avoiding. “Draco, I… I haven’t-“
“Please,” Draco was practically begging. “I’ve been trying to be patient, but I love
you and I have to claim you as mine.”
Harry’s mind raced.
He loved Draco too, but this was a big step. He was a healthy sixteen year old boy, so of
course his body wanted him to say yes, but his mind wasn’t so sure. “Promise you’ll be gentle?” came his answer.
“Of course,” Draco answered and leaned down to kiss Harry
softly and helped him take his shirt off.
Then Draco got up to search through the drawers for some lube. He found a vial of oil in James’ sock
drawer.
Harry was so nervous he felt like he was going to be
sick. He watched as Draco quickly
undressed and revealed his pale smooth form.
Harry’s hands were trembling as he slipped out of his trousers and
underwear and tossed them on the floor with his shirt.
Draco spread Harry’s legs and crawled between them. He moved to lie on top of Harry again and
continued nipping at Harry’s neck. The
sensation of skin on skin sent a thrill through Harry’s body and he started to
relax a little.
Draco worked his way down, planting kisses on every inch of
Harry’s exposed flesh until he dipped his tongue into Harry’s bellybutton. He sat up again and reached for a pillow,
which he put under Harry’s bum to raise his hips a little.
Harry swallowed hard.
This was it. If he didn’t speak
up now there was no going back. He
watched as Draco coated his fingers with the oil. Harry closed his eyes and clenched his jaw,
but let out a soft squeak when Draco’s finger lightly brushed against his
puckered hole. There was yet another
place on his body that was surprisingly sensitive.
Draco teased him for a few minutes before slowly slipping
his slick finger inside Harry. Harry
breathed a sight of relief. This part
wasn’t too bad. It burned a little, but
mostly it just felt funny.
The pain got a little worse when Draco added a second finger
though. Harry took slow deep breaths and
tried to relax. Draco finger fucked
Harry with one hand, and reached down to stroke his own aching cock with the
other. Draco had done this before and
had never found this part all that exciting, but now that it was Harry’s body lying
in front of him he was incredibly turned on.
He almost came then and there.
He had to stop and sit still for a minute. “Something wrong?” Harry asked, sounding a
little worried.
Draco shook his head and smiled softly. “You’re just too damned gorgeous, that’s
all.”
As soon as Draco felt in control of himself again he reached
for the oil and liberally coated himself with it. He wanted this to go as easiy
for Harry as possible. Then he got
himself into position, crawling between Harry’s splayed legs again. He leaned down to kiss Harry tenderly as he
started to push into Harry’s entrance.
Harry whimpered and tensed at the sudden burst of pain. The fingers hadn’t been that bad, but Draco’s
cock was a lot bigger. “It’s all right,”
Draco whispered in his ear. “Just relax
and focus on me.”
Draco wanted nothing more than to pound Harry into the bed,
but he slid in slowly until their hips met.
Harry was whimpering and squirming in discomfort. Draco held still and started sucking on the
extra sensitive part of Harry’s neck that he seemed to like. He was rewarded with a soft sigh and he felt
Harry’s body relax a bit.
Draco moved to kiss Harry passionately and started rocking
his hips. Harry returned the kiss and
pulled Draco close. The pain was
starting to subside and he now just felt really full. It was the strangest sensation he’d ever
felt, even stranger than Apparating, but he kind of liked it.
It was even better when Draco reached between them and
started stroking his cock. Harry moaned
and bucked his hips up, meeting Draco’s short thrusts. He opened his eyes and gazed up at Draco, who
was staring back with a mixture of love and lust in his eyes.
Seconds later Draco’s body tightened up and his thrusts
became faster. He bit his lip and shut
his eyes tight to keep from crying out as he spilled himself inside Harry. He made a few lasts thrusts and then stilled,
staying deep inside his lover. He kept
stroking Harry, wanting the other boy to cum too.
It didn’t take long for Harry’s eyes to roll back in his
head as several squirts of hot white liquid erupted all over Draco’s hand. Draco licked his hand clean and pulled
out. Harry frowned at the loss of
contact. Now he felt empty and
sore.
Before either boy could say or do anything they heard crying
coming from the sitting room. “Talk
about a mood killer,” Draco mumbled as he got up and put his pants back on
before going to check on their brother.
Harry cast a quick cleaning charm on himself and followed. They could tell right away from the stench
that Julian needed a diaper change. They
changed him quickly, breathing through their mouths the entire time.
Their baby brother demanded their attention the rest of the
morning. James and Lucius returned at
lunch time to find the boys desperately trying to appease a screaming
baby. Harry gladly handed Julian back to
James who went to grab a bottle figuring Julian was probably hungry.
Harry and Draco gathered their things and headed down to the
Great Hall to meet Ron and Hermione.
Neither boy said anything on the way down. What was there to say? Harry was no longer a virgin, though he
didn’t feel any different.
Ron and Hermione were waiting for them at the Gryffindor
table. Neither Harry nor Draco said
anything about what had happened. For
whatever reason both boys wanted to keep it to themselves. Instead they listened to Ron talk about how
he’d successfully Apparated for the first time.
He hadn’t ended up where he’d meant to, but he was feeling better about
taking the test.
“See, I told you the extra lessons would help,” Harry said
as he piled food on his plate. He
glanced over at Draco, then listened to Ron telling
them about how once again Hermione had performed a perfect Apparation.
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