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The Malfoy Cover	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 12438 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Harry traced the phoenix resting in the hollow of his throat and smiled. Draco was a hopeless romantic, and spoiled him, but Harry just couldn’t be mad about it.

“Deep thoughts?” Draco asked, coming back into his room from the bathroom.

“You spoil me.” Harry said lightly.

Draco snorted. “Of course I do!” He frowned. “Do you want me to stop?” He asked.

Harry shook his head. “No, I like it! It's just… I’m not used to it.”

Draco smiled. “Well, you deserve it.” He got on the bed and spooned up behind Harry, resting both hands on his distended belly. He felt something, and his eyes widened. “Was that a kick?” He asked excitedly.

Harry smiled. “She's been doing that a lot lately. I wanted her to be able to surprise you, so I didn’t say anything, but she’s an active little thing. We've got a future Quidditch player on our hands.” He said in amusement.

Draco chuckled softly. “A beater, from the feel of it. She's strong.” He said approvingly.

Harry hummed in agreement, laying his hands over top of Draco's.

Draco's fingers traced idle circles over the roundness, lulling Harry into a doze. “Are you still awake?” He asked a bit later.

Harry stirred, rousing from his half-sleep. “Yeah. Why?”

Draco's hips rolled, and Harry felt his hard cock nudge him in the backside. “Are you up to it?” He asked hopefully.

Harry smiled and chuckled good-naturedly. “I suppose we can, but I don’t really want to move.” He told his husband.

“That's fine.” Draco hastened to assure him. “We can stay just like this and I'll do all the work.”

“Then go ahead.” Harry told him.

Draco grabbed Harry's wand from the bedside table and lubed his fingers, then slid the skirt Harry was wearing up and slid a finger in. “I really like that you take off that damnable underwear when it’s just us. Makes for easier access.” He purred.

Harry laughed, the noise turning into a moan as Draco teased at his prostate. “Mm. Saves on time, at least.” He agreed.

Draco quickly worked him open, then lubed himself and slid in, both teens moaning at the feeling. “Merlin, you always feel so good around me.” Draco said, hands grasping his hips and gently urging him to move.

Harry rocked his hips languidly, little sighs and moans falling from his lips.

Draco reached around and closed his hand around Harry’s cock, stroking him slowly. “So hot, so tight.” He breathed, then nipped Harry's earlobe before sucking it into his mouth for a moment. “So perfect.” He added, following the pronouncement with a particularly hard thrust that rocked Harry forward and made him gasp.

Draco stilled at the sound. “Too much? Did I hurt you?” He asked.

Harry shook his head. “No, but you made Carina kick me in the spleen, or something. Little blighter.” He muttered.

Draco chuckled, bringing his other hand back to Harry’s belly. “Stop hurting Daddy.” He said. “He doesn’t deserve to suffer from your tantrums until you can throw them in person, young lady.”

“Mummy.” Harry corrected.

Draco huffed. “Mummy, then. Whatever.” He muttered.

Harry chuckled, but it turned into a moan when Draco started moving again.

The door to the bathroom opened and Pansy came in. “I’m watching, since you two have no concept of silencing charms.” She snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.

Draco grabbed Harry's wand and pointed it at her, then asked Harry, “Should I curse her blind?”

Harry shook his head. “She did warn us. Several times.” He turned to her. “Sure you want to watch?”

Pansy’s eyebrow nearly hit her hairline. “You'll let me?” She asked dubiously.

Harry pushed back against Draco, then answered, “I’m too horny to stop at this point, and you're already in here, to boot.” He grinned at her. “But please cast a silencing charm so we don't end up with Millicent in here, too.”

Pansy grinned and cast the charm. “Please, do go on.” She said eagerly.

Draco began moving again, faster this time, purposefully working to bring Harry off. He had no idea what had prompted the sudden decision to engage in exhibitionism, but he was going to take the opportunity while he had it.

Harry moaned and met his movements, shamelessly putting on a show, arching back and displaying his body to advantage.

They moved together, rushing toward their peak, Pansy watching with eager eyes, taking in the entire tableau, likely committing it to memory.

Harry came first, crying out and coming hard, setting Draco off with him.

The blond bit down on his husband’s shoulder to stifle his own cry.

Pansy smiled slowly, licking her lips. “That was wonderful, boys, thank you for letting me watch. It'll be our little secret.” She assured them. “Have a good night.” She said brightly, then left them alone again.

Draco let out a soft laugh.

“Can’t believe I just did that.” Harry said in amusement.

“You can cross out another item on your kink list now.” The blond said lightly.

“I’m getting into pyjamas, and going to bed. An early night will probably do us both a world of good.” Harry declared, getting up.

Draco just shucked the rest of his clothes and pushed them off the bed.

Harry grinned. “Slob.” He said.

“Malfoy.” Draco corrected. “That's what house-elves are for, love.”

Harry just shook his head and got in bed, curling around his husband. “Good night.”

“Sleep well, my love.” Draco said softly.

*****

“I got permission.” Draco said as he re-entered the common room.

Harry frowned. “For...?”

“To visit Windhaven, and make sure it’s ready when we need it.” Draco told him, sitting next to his husband.

Harry's mouth fell open. “When?” He asked.

Draco smiled. “Two weeks. Next Hogsmeade weekend.”

Harry hummed. “I had no idea that was allowed. To be honest, I had no idea you could leave Hogsmeade at all until you took me to that hotel.” He mused.

Draco smirked. “That’s a privilege only given to a few. The heads of old families are allowed leeway when courting or moving homes. It’s an archaic law that not many benefit from, but with Father out of the picture, I am the Head of Malfoy, so I have access to perks most others, you included, don't.”

“But I’m coming with you, right?” Harry checked.

“Of course. It’s your right as the Lady of the Manor to meet the house-elves, begin ordering them about, and inspect your new home. We'll both be going, and it will be just us two.” Draco promised.

Harry smiled. “I like the sound of that.”

“I thought you might.” Draco said.

“Where is it?” Harry asked. “Is it in Britain, like your Manor?”

“Wales, actually.” Draco answered breezily.

Harry frowned. “Why Wales? Your family is English, aren’t they?”

Draco chuckled. “Windhaven is not originally a Malfoy property. We absorbed it through a Malfoy man marrying the last female heir of the Kemble family. They had two, but one is old and crumbling. Eventually, we can rebuild, if we want, but I don’t see the need to right now.”

“Oh.” Harry said. “Is it isolated?” He asked. “I'm not sure I want our children to grow up without neighbours, without friends nearby.”

Draco grinned. “It’s at the top of a hill, but there is a village at the base, and they speak English there. They can make friends close by. The village is magical, so they won’t have to hide their magic from them. They don’t mind us, as long as we respect them and their ways, they let us be and give us our space.” He told the other teen. “You'll like it there, I think. It’s beautiful.”

“Why is it called ‘Windhaven?’” Harry asked curiously.

Draco chuckled softly. “The area atop the hill is very windy, and can be downright chilly in every season but summer. But the house is aptly named. It’s very warm and the windows are extra thick, so it truly is a haven from the wind and the cold. Warming charms will become your friend while outside, but You’ll be unable to resist going out, even with the chill, because the grounds and gardens are spectacular. And there are deer that are very friendly. Might come right up to you and accept food straight from your hands. At least, they did to me when I was young. They never liked Father, though.” Draco said with a laugh.

“Can’t imagine why.” Harry muttered under his breath.

“Come on, let's get into the room and start deciding what to bring over when we go. Might even be time for a quick tumble before dinner.” Draco added with a leer.

Harry swatted his arm. “There are children present, you pervert!” He hissed.

“And most of them know exactly what I’m talking about. Don’t be such a prude.” Draco shot back.

“Ah, young love.” Pansy called out after them. “It’s great to see it flourishing.”

Draco flipped her off as he followed Harry into the room.

Harry snorted. “Really, though, we’re an unlikely pair, but I can’t imagine being with anyone else now.” He mused.

Draco scowled. “Good. Don’t.”

Harry rifled through his wardrobe. “I suppose we really should take the wedding clothes so that they don’t have to come with everything else and get wrinkled or ruined.” He said.

Draco nodded. “Good idea.”

Harry pulled out Arabella's scandalously short yellow dress and flushed. “Er, and this. I'd never wear it at school, I don’t know why she made me bring it.”

Draco eyes lit up. “I could kiss her right now. Put that on. Then, I’m going to take it off of you. With my teeth.” He purred.

Harry flushed and began changing.
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