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Sanctuary	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 15607 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Part 1
- 2-Part 2
- 3-Part 3
- 4-Part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 7
- 8
- 9
A/N - Thank you for all who are still with me. I will finish all my WIPs, no matter how long it takes. Life and so much happens, so it's not always easy to write.
Meechypoo - Thank you, and no Millie will not be back at all..
Djaddict - thank you, that is one of my better ideas. Got to love the ice feet, a sign of true love.
Staar - So much more in store for her. I usually don't do a lot of Ginny bashing, but this one just flowed.
SLMNCPM - Wait and see....
Kat - Thank you.
SlythindorMalfoy - Here is another installment. I am feeling somewhat better, depression is something that never goes away, but I am working on it.
mae2925 - More is here. I will not give up.
CDGaymer - I am updating now.. and there is more on the way... it's flowing agian.
KittyKat575 - Thank you.
Here it is the long awaited next chapter. I will finish it. never fear. Love to all.
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Part 8
Draco woke early, he didn’t want Harry to miss the special surprise that would be happening at breakfast. The two of them were the first to the Great Hall that morning, sitting at the Gryffindor table and already feeding each other.
“Won’t she stay away if, whatever this is already happened?” Harry asked after savoring a particularly tasty pastry.
“It was timed to appear only after she drank pumpkin juice. They did not serve pumpkin juice at the dance, and she always drinks a glass before eating anything at breakfast. I suppose she thinks if she drinks first she won’t eat so much.” Draco drawled, his voice betraying the malice underneath.
Harry nodded and placed a small sausage at Draco’s lips. Silver eyes met his own as the blond took the whole sausage and sucked it in completely. Harry shivered.
Several students started streaming in. Hermione and Ron were one of the latest to come into the room, Ron looking smug.
“So, did you hear about what happened to my sister last night?” He said as he took his seat across from the pair.
Harry shook his head and waited for the explanation.
“Well it seems last night at the Dance, She face planted into Professor Snape’s crotch, then managed to smother Filch before taking out no less than six suits of armor before making it to the portrait for the tower.”
Harry smirked.
“The Fat Lady let her in, but she closed too soon and her dress ripped right off of her, scaring the entire common room full of younger years with her scream and wails.” Ron was trying not to laugh.
Draco said nothing, but just waited. They all ate in a semblance of silence, talking intermittently about various assignments and projects. The subject of their earlier conversation found her way to the far end of the table, trying to be inconspicuous.
Draco casually watched out of the corner of his eye, turned and caught Pansy’s nod at the Slytherin table. The red-headed girl was sipping whatever it was in her cup, and when she put down the cup the transformation started.
Harry watched in utter fascination as her nose elongated and started twitching. A set of whiskers exploded out of her nose, small round ears protruded from her hair. The once long and luxurious hair had shortened to horrific red spikes and her hands seemed to thin into an awkward version of paws, while still retaining her thumbs. Her forehead blazed a bright red word… “RAT”
There was a long wail as Ginny jumped high into the air, and many students were laughing and pointing. Harry grinned as a rather long ugly tail emerged from behind her as she turned in circles trying to see it. Harry threw his head back and laughed. He would have fallen out of his seat if not for Draco’s strong arms catching him before he toppled over.
Unfortunately the laughing did not go unnoticed.
The she weasel in question was stalking down the table until she was standing in front of Harry and Draco.
“I will find a way to get justice. I will not stand by and watch you ruin his life Malfoy.” Ginny said with malice. She pursed her lips and spit in Draco’s direction, only to find that it bounced off a quickly erected shied and bounced back right into her eye. She sputtered before casting a glare at the two and stormed out of the Great Halls to jeers and hisses.
Draco let his fingers slide away from his wand as she walked away, he could feel Harry stiffen under his other arm.
“She doesn’t know when to quit.” Harry mumbled.
“She also doesn’t know me well enough yet.” Draco whispered into Harry’s ear.
Draco changed the subject, not wanting to see the worry in Harry’s eyes.
“What do you want to do today? Hogsmeade is a good idea.” Draco offered.
“Sure, I have a few things that I wanted to get down at the twins new shop.” Harry smiled a little too brightly for Draco’s taste.
The twins had built a good business for themselves, but it was Harry’s interest that made him pull Harry tighter against him. The twins were always up to tricks, and for Draco, that could be dangerous. Draco’s thoughts were interrupted by a burning sensation on his neck. The heat of Harry’s lips brushing over his sensitive skin scattered his thoughts as if they had been a mist.
Harry noted Draco’s distracted thoughts, and the dilation of steel. Whatever the thoughts were, they were not getting them moving anytime soon. So he decided to let the perfect expanse of skin in front of him capture his attention. He ignored the giggles around him and just tasted.
Both of them were broken apart by several loud rushing noises close by. four or five red envelopes dropped in front of Draco, followed by a landslide of pink, purple and bright yellow envelopes and packages.
One red envelope started shrieking at Draco about stealing the boy-who-lived away, and another broke into a tirade about death eaters and traitors.
Harry’s temper flared, before the third envelope could open and join the din, the entire cascade of mail went up in blue flames. Only one small bit of a yellow package floated down onto the pile of ash. A bit of treacle tart was attached and bubbling.
Draco smiled, and pulled his kitten to him. He placed a placating kiss at Harry’s temple and stood. Harry stood with him, those green eyes full of passion and darker emotions.
Draco just walked them quietly to their room, he knew he needed to let Harry simmer for a bit.
Harry paced the room a bit seething in fury. Since the article had come out, he had expected some backlash, but not towards his Draco. He could barely contain his anger as he paced. Draco sat on a chair in his room and just watched. Harry looked over at his blond protector and sighed. When he finally quit his pacing and walked towards Draco, the blond just opened his arms and Harry went into them. He sighed as Draco’s scent washed over him giving him some needed peace.
Draco just held Harry, wishing that the world was a different place. This was his fairytale and the world was trying to muck it up. Then a brief thought hit him. What do people like better than salacious gossip? A love story. If he could get their story out there and spin it into a beautiful tale, maybe they could sway public opinion in their favor.
“Baby?” Draco whispered into Harry’s ear.
“What?” Harry asked in an almost depressed tone.
“I have an idea, but I can’t disclose it right now. I need you to trust me. Can you do that?” Draco queried.
Harry looked up at Draco, his green eyes wide and expressive. Draco could see so much love in those eye it melted his heart.
“You hold every part of me Draco. I would trust you with my very soul.” Harry whispered.
Draco could not breathe for a moment. This moment was full of so much, his heart was full to bursting. He bent lower to capture those lips and drink in the heated addiction of Harry’s mouth. The kiss was not fast and demanding. It was slow and sweet. Draco traced Harry’s lips with his tongue softly. Moaning when tongues tangled slowly. He let the heat build gently as their tongues swirled and danced. Draco parted slowly looking deeply into his lover’s eyes. So much trust, it was intoxicating. Harry was his air now and he could only drink in the love between them. As their foreheads touched, Draco breathed in as Harry breathed out. Their mingled breaths stoked a fire so charged it sent shocks through Draco’s body.
Draco shifted their positions so that Harry was completely astride him. He crashed their mouths together in a kiss so hot that his lips burned from the fire. He claimed that mouth as his own, needing to taste and to claim. His hands clasped around Harry’s face holding the other man fast to him. His tongue plundered and delved, the heat within him rising to a boiling point. He slid a hand lower pushing Harry hard against him. Lifting his hips, he moaned into Harry’s mouth as their erections connected.
Harry was overwhelmed and full of so much fire. His fingertips practically vibrated from the intensity of the currents running through him. He frantically rubbed himself against Draco’s erection needing the glorious friction. His brain short circuited as a flood of pleasure enveloped him. He grasped Draco’s head as he angled his mouth to deepen the kiss. He needed the flavor of his love on his tongue and there was not enough. He wanted to crawl into the man kissing him. Draco released him so they could breathe and Their eyes sparked more fire as Harry dove back in, losing all control and sense. He went in for the kill and tangled his tongue frantically with his lover’s as he pistoned his hips hard and fast against the blond.
Draco drove deeper into the kiss, flying them higher as he pushed hard into Harry’s punishing pace. They were grinding fast and hard, the chair rocking with them as they pushed into each other. Draco reached down and slipped his hand over Harry’s arse and delved one finger into Harry’s crack. The scream of his lover melted into his mouth. He lost himself in the sounds and feel of Harry. The immense pleasure rolling over him in waves as he felt the power of giving such pleasure to his Harry.
Harry’s need ratcheted up another notch as a finger pressed hard into his crack and he angled his thrust so that as he arched back that finger hit his hole. Just a few more thrusts and he was screaming into Draco’s mouth and his pants were wet with his seed and a warm relaxing sated feeling spread through him. Draco’s cries were captured in their kiss and He heard a soft sated sigh come from his blond lover as their bodies slowed. Their once heaving chests started to slow as they came down from the height of their pleasure.
Draco whispered a quiet cleansing spell as he moved Harry to a side position to allow them both to breathe and calm a bit.
“I need to write a few letters and then we can go to Hogsmeade. I want to take you to a few places and have dinner together. Are you up for that?” Draco asked.
Harry merely nodded. His body was so relaxed that he almost felt like falling asleep. Draco must have noticed as he found himself cradled as Draco stood. He was carried to the bed and gently laid down in it. Harry wrapped himself around the pillow and closed his eyes.
Draco smiled as he watched his little kitten fall quickly asleep. He needed to write a few letters and have them delivered immediately. He sad down at his desk and penned his mother first. She would be able to send exactly what he needed for tonight. He let her know in detail what had happened with Harry. He had a wonderful relationship with his mother and was keen to let her know how happy he was. He also asked that she have dinner with them this weekend so he could formally introduce her to Harry as his special someone. She would like that he was sure.
Draco tried to think how to word his next letter…
Draco paced his room waiting patiently staring at the parcel circle on his desk. He had drawn it in hopes his mother would send the item he needed quickly. He was sure she would have gotten his letter by now. He had sent it via Instant Magic Tracing. That was the quickest way to ensure a recipient got the message where they were. The parcel circle glowed blue and then it was there. He picked up the small black box and opened it. He smiled widely and put it in his pocket and went to wake his sleeping Harry.
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