Auld Lang Syne | By : NymphyFate Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Auld Lang Syne by Nymphy Fate.
Summary: After
failing Potions, Snape sets Harry up with a tutor, Draco Malfoy. Becoming friends with him seems like the best
thing in the world for them, especially since Harry is in love with him. Contains Slytherin!Harry, Top!Draco, Time
Travel, Mpreg, Ron!Bashing, and Supportive!Snape. R&R.
Pairing: Harry/Draco.
Rating: M,
for swearing and sexual situations.
Warnings: Slash. Meaning boy on boy lovin’. Don’t like it? Leave, please/thanks. :D
ALERT, ALERT: MAJOR LEMON SCENE
IN THIS CHAPTER. DO. NOT. FLAME.
THEY WILL NOT BE ACCEPTED. IF
YOU DON’T LIKE IT, THEN SKIP TO THE NEXT PART OF THE CHAPTER. Thank you, and carry on. :D
Timing: Year
6. Pretend HBP never happened, k? K.
A/N: Hey
there everyone, I hope you all had a nice holiday vacation, I sure did. :D My
best friend came to visit me from Canada, best Christmas present EVER if I do
say so myself. ;]] LMAO lol
Hahaha, anyways, pretty fast update, enjoy. :D
DISCLAIMER: JKR
rules the Potterverse, I just live in it. No profit is made.
--
“My feet are cold,” I whined,
and pouted, in what I desperately hoped was a cute way, looking Draco straight
in the eye.
He raised an eyebrow at
me. “You want me to rub them warm?” he
asked with a slight smile.
I grinned, and nodded
excitedly.
And that, my friends,
is how you get your boyfriend to warm up your feet: by pouting and getting him
to massage them for you just so that you’ll stop whining to him.
--
My bout of confidence I’d had
earlier had definitely worn off.
We were standing at the top
of the stairs, just outside of the Great Hall.
“Are… are you sure you
want to go in there?” I’ll admit it, I
was frightened beyond belief.
Draco just smirked at me, and
patted my cheek annoyingly. “Aww, is my
little Gryffindor scared?” he taunted, and grinned.
I blushed. “No,” I lied, then scowled. “And you know that I’m not a
Gryffindor anymore, Draco,” I chided him, still blushing, and glared.
“Come on, Potter, don’t be
such a Hufflepuff.” He rolled his eyes,
and yanked me by the arm, dragging me into the room while I let out a whimper.
I glanced around the Great
Hall nervously, only to see everybody staring at us, and whispering to each
other when they saw our joined hands and how close we were standing to each
other.
When he sat down at the
table, though, instead of letting me sit beside or across from him, Draco
pulled me onto his lap with his arm around my waist while I squeaked in
surprise and blushed furiously, grabbed a plate from across the table, and - to
my utter annoyance at how nonchalant he was being about it all - started piling
food onto a second plate for me to have.
I stared at him in astonishment for a moment, before closing my eyes in
bliss as he started placing small, possessive kisses on my collarbone, neck,
chin, and up to where he started devouring my mouth, instead of the food on his
plate.
It took me a short moment,
but I began responding, completely forgetting that we were in the crowded Hall,
completely forgetting everything.
I swept my tongue over his lips, begging for entrance into his mouth, to
which he greedily complied, and slowly wound my arms around his neck to bring
our bodies closer together.
When we parted I leaned my
forehead against his own, panting heavily, and grinned. My grin, however, morphed into a frown when I
realized we were still in the Great Hall at dinner, people staring at us in
awe. “Oh, shit,” I cursed in the
otherwise silent room, gulping, before I whipped my head around to look at
Draco. “Do you always have to be such a
god damn exhibitionist?!” I frowned
again.
He smiled, attempting to look
innocent but failing miserably. “What
can I say, I like to show off my possessions,” he grinned widely, while I, on
the other hand, just stared at him disapprovingly. “You know, you’re the one who said I
could tell them all. And what better
than to tell them all at once?” he smiled innocently, before starting to cut
his steak. “And besides, you have just
as much exhibitionist in you as I do,” he said, as if it were the most obvious
thing in the universe. He stabbed the
piece of steak with his fork and offered it to my mouth. I glared shortly at him, but ate it anyway.
Draco just smirked.
--
“Harry! Harry, wait!”
I looked back to see Hermione running towards Draco and me, arm waving
in the air as she approached us. I
turned to Draco, his arm still wrapped around my waist, and leaned up to kiss
him. “I’ll meet you back in the common
room in a bit, alright?”
He glanced at Hermione,
nodded once, leaned down to kiss me once again with a small smile, and strode
in the direction of the Slytherin dorms.
I watched him as he walked off, grinning madly as I imagined what that butt
would look like naked, before I turned back just as Hermione got to me.
“Hey, Herm,” I greeted
happily. “What’s up?”
She gave me a slightly
skeptical look, even as she smiled. “Is…
is this what you were talking about that one day at breakfast, Harry? The thing you would tell me about if it were
to happen?”
I looked at her
apologetically. “Sorry, Hermione. It just happened today, and I kind of
couldn’t control how he let it get out.” I blushed.
“In case you didn’t notice, he sort of decided to take control of the
situation himself. And besides, he also
kissed me quite unexpectedly…” I blushed
again as I looked down in embarrassment.
She placed a reassuring hand
on my arm. “I know, Harry, it’s fine,
I’m not mad. Don’t get me wrong, I just
wish you would have told me what was going on first, is all, before everyone
else. It’s a bit disconcerting to see
your best friend snogging his ex-school rival.”
She smiled. “Bu I support you in
whatever you do, though, Harry, you know.”
I nodded. “Thanks.”
I smiled, grateful, before switching topics. “So I see you’re sitting over next to Dean
and Ginny now.”
“Yeah. You should know, out of anyone, that I won’t
stay friends with someone who cuts off ties with another person just because of
which House he’s in…”
“I know,” I smiled, and
hugged her. “And thanks.”
By now we ad walked all the
way down to the entrance to the common room.
“See you later, Herm.”
She waved. “Bye, Harry,” she said, grinning. “And don’t forget to have fun tonight!” she
giggled as she skipped back up to the tower.
“And Happy Christmas!”
I blushed even deeper;
apparently she’d figured out what type of kiss the one in the Great Hall had
indicated - one of lust and wanting, one that got someone turned on faster than
you could say ‘blast-ended skrewt.’ I
groaned in agony at her obvious - and correct - interpretation. “Oh Merlin…”
The door swung open, and with
a startled gasp I whipped around only to see Draco standing there, leaning
against the portrait frame. “Hey,
Harry,” he greeted with a smile.
“H-hi…” I blushed, thinking
of just what Hermione had said as she was leaving. “Uhm…”
And I shoved past him, and into our room, leaving him staring
suspiciously after me.
“Harry?”
When I was in the dorm with
the door closed I leaned against it, shaking from embarrassment.
Draco knocked on the wooden
door once before opening it, making me jump out of my skin. “Harry, are you alright?”
I continued walking backward,
away from him and nodding once, before the back of my knees hit the foot of my
bed and I stopped, shooting him nervous glances. “Y-yeah, I-I’m fine, Dray.” I tried to smile reassuringly.
Apparently he was
unconvinced.
He looked at me
skeptically. “Are you sure? Because you don’t seem fine…”
I nodded vigorously before
answering. “No, I am, it’s just…
something that Hermione said.”
Draco stared at me, eyes
narrowed. “Okay, you’re acting really
weird. Are you sure you’re
alright?”
“Yes!” I replied, this
time more urgently.
He advanced on me, standing
right in front of me now. “Harry. It’s me, you can talk to me - now,
what did Granger say to you?”
“Eh… I-I don’t wanna tell
you. Not this.”
“Why?” His eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.
“Because it has to do with
YOU!” I shrieked, my voice going unusually high-pitched, making me even more
mortified than I already was.
He cocked his head to the
side cutely, reminding me of a confused puppy.
“Harry, please, you know you don’t have to keep secrets
from me…”
“Yeah, but this… is sort of a
sore subject for me…” I trailed off, blushing furiously. Draco gave me a stern look, practically making
me continue. “Okay, well you know how I
told you that I’d only kissed one girl before…?” He nodded.
“W-well, I’d never kissed a guy before, either, and… nothing other
than kissing either…” Oh gods, I
think my face was going to become permanently pink if I continued to blush this
much. I ducked my head, hiding my
flushed face.
It was silent in the room for
a few moments, before I chanced a glance back up at him. He had a feral grin on his face, one I’d only
seen on the Discovery Channel when an animal was stalking its prey. Oh hell… I thought, as my eyes widened
fearfully. “Uhm… D-Draco?” I managed to
squeak out, as he started to swagger toward me once again, coming closer and
closer, making me nearer to hyperventilation with each step. I didn’t like that look on his face. I didn’t like that look on his face at all…
“You know, Harry, I think I
quite like that you are a virgin,” he said matter-of-factly, as he caught up to
me at the foot of my bed and began placing tiny kisses on my jaw line. “To know that no one has ever touched you
before…” he pecked my nose, “to know that I will be your first,” he kissed my
temple, “your last,” he kissed my cheek, “your only.” And he ravished my mouth, making my lungs go
out of control and making me unable to breathe.
My knees got weak, and, unable to stand anymore, I ended up on my back,
laying on my bed with Draco fully on top of me.
He swept his tongue inside of my mouth as I gasped in surprise at our
new positions, and groaned - I couldn’t tell if it was me who did it, or him;
we were somehow fitting together perfectly, and I could no longer decipher my
actions from his own.
I could feel him hard against
me as he lay atop me, body flush against my own. I started to unconsciously grind against him,
breaking off from the kiss when neither of us could breathe anymore, before
attaching our lips together once more.
My hands had somehow gotten a vice grip on Draco’s hips without me even
really noticing. I pulled him down
against me by the hips, and felt him shudder in pleasure as we groaned
simultaneously. He broke his mouth apart
from mine, eyes closed in bliss and breathing heavily.
Draco started panting hard,
and opened his eyelids to reveal hazy, lust-filled silver eyes. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able
to sit properly for days,” he growled huskily into my ear, leaning down to do
so, making me shudder in pleasure and my heart beat rapidly.
All I could do was nod my
acquiescence. “Yes, please, anything, anything,”
I moaned pathetically, babbling endlessly.
Draco chuckled lowly before
ravishing my mouth once again, much to my immense liking. “Draco…” I moaned helplessly. “Draco, please…” I knew I was begging like a whore but at the
moment I really couldn’t bring myself to give a fuck.
And in one swift motion my
shirt was off my body, and in the next moment my trousers and boxers
were down, sending cool air on my feverish body.
With a grunt of frustration I
repeated his actions on him, me albeit a bit clumsier than him.
“Draco, please,” I begged
once more, and the next moment his fingers were in front of my mouth; I stared
into those beautiful eyes in confusion.
He took his other hand and opened my jaw with it and stuck his fingers
in my mouth. Ohhh… Yeah, I understood now. So shoot me, I’m a virgin; don’t roll your
eyes at me like that, it’s not my fault I didn’t know what the bloody
hell he was doing.
Understanding completely now,
I stared straight into his glazed eyes as I licked his fingers in - what I
hoped was - a seductive manner.
When they were thoroughly
slick, he retracted them from my mouth, and, with surprising cautiousness,
Draco thrust one finger into me, making me squirm at the intrusion, before,
moments later, finally relaxing and allowing him to move his finger within
me.
Minutes later, when he had
stretched me thoroughly using his fingers, and consequently making me lose all
thought and my eyes rolling into the back of my head in pleasure, he removed
the digits and positioned himself at my entrance, pushing in with frustrating
slowness.
Glaring up at him, I panted
as he was fully sheathed in me. “Draco,
move. Now,” I growled, and in the
next moment he was thrusting in and out.
Neither of us lasted very
long. Me, with it being my first time,
and Draco being in someone was enough to make you go crazy trying to hold
out. We came simultaneously, screaming
each other’s names.
He collapsed on top of me,
both of us panting hard and sweating, exhausted. I couldn’t move; I felt like jelly, to tell
you the truth. With a sigh, Draco
embraced me, my back against his glistening stomach as he swung an arm over my
abdomen.
“Mmm… Love you, Harry…”
I grinned softly. “Love you, too, my Draco,” I replied softly
before dozing off to sleep, in complete bliss.
And I couldn’t think of
anyplace better that I belonged.
--
When I woke up the next
morning the first thing I noticed was that Draco was still sleeping behind
me. The next… was that my body was
aching all over from the night before. I
blearily opened my eyes to the morning light, before realizing what day it
was.
Christmas.
I turned around sitting and
started shaking the blond boy next to me.
“Draco! Draco, wake up, wake
up!” I couldn’t help it, I was grinning
ear to ear.
“Mmm…? Whaddya wan’ ‘Ry?” He buried his face into a pillow on my
bed. “Go ‘way, you.”
I sighed. “Draco, you gotta get up! It’s Christmas!” I yelled happily.
He mumbled into his pillow,
but I could tell he was starting to come around, as he turned his head slightly
to me and opened one grey eye cautiously.
“Christmas?”
I snorted. “Yes, Christmas, you dolt, now get
up. Breakfast, then presents!”
Draco shot right up. “Presents?
Where?!” His eyes started
searching the room.
I smirked inwardly.
Knew it would work…
“Later, you.” I grinned.
“Now get ready, I’m starved.”
Although I really didn’t know why I was so damn hungry…
He grinned ferociously. “Hmm… let me guess why…” He pulled me down on top of him, kissing me
soundly before I could even let out the surprised squeak in my throat.
--
“You know it’s all your fault
that we’re late,” I grumbled as we strode down to the Great Hall for Christmas
breakfast. I tried straightening out my
mess of hair and the wrinkles on my clothes.
“How is it my fault?!”
he cried indignantly.
“Well it’s certainly not my
stamina that has gotten us into the position that we’re in,” I responded.
“Last I checked, you
weren’t complaining about my stamina, you saucebox,” he countered.
I stopped walking, as did he,
and brought my hand to his cheek to pat it.
“I know, love, I know,” I responded, and kissed him languorously.
He looked dazed as we
parted.
Hah. I love having this new
power over him…
--
“Presents! Presents, presents, PRESSEENNTTSSSS…!!” Draco was running around screaming in the
empty Slytherin common room, spouting out nonsense about presents. Oh Merlin, what have I done to him…
“Draco… Draco, dear, sit down, will you.” He kept running around the room, giddy as a
five year-old. On sugar. “Draco, if you sit down, you can open them,
you know.” No response. I grabbed his arm on the next go-round. “Draco, sit down,” and finally he was
gone. Then, so that he wouldn’t get back
up again, I quickly handed him a present so that he wouldn’t leave.
Greedily - although I would
have liked to think that it was more excitedly - he ripped off the wrapping
paper on the present and threw the top off the box across the room. Draco’s eyes went wide as he saw the gift, then
looked up at me, before his eyes went down to the present again.
“Do… do you like it?” I asked
tentatively, nervous with fear.
He was clutching the
semi-large box in his hand as he moved a tiny bit from his spot on the couch to
hug me tightly, startling me slightly.
He didn’t notice, however, and I blushed as he let me go. He looked like a kid in a candy store as he
retracted the various silk shirts of various colors, and the silver pewter
snake pendant necklace. “Of course
I love it, you dolt! Why wouldn’t
I?!” he shrieked, and moved to embrace me yet again in less than a minute
before releasing me and holding the shirts up in front of him, inspecting them
closely, feeling the material run through his hands. “Heh, who knew you had such style?” he said
amazedly, as he grinned at me.
I rolled my eyes, but grinned
at him anyway. “Yeah, yeah, I know, I
know I don’t have the best style…
On second thought, I think everybody knows that…” I said dryly,
making Draco chuckle.
He thrust a small box into my
hands abruptly, wearing a wide smile, but I could see the nervousness in there
as well.
“Go on, open it,” he
encouraged, and with a curious smile, I untied the bow and tore the paper off,
only to find a medium sized jewelry box in my hands. Curiously, I opened it and found a silver
chain, a small dragon pendant attached to it.
Taking it out of the box, I took it in my fingers and held it up in
front of me to get a closer look at it.
“So everyone will know for sure that you’re mine,” I turned my head to
gaze at him, and grinned happily before leaning over and kissing him
soundly.
“Thank you. I love it.”
And with that, I snuggled up into his chest, just happy to be right
where I was, and enjoyed the holiday with the one I loved more than anything
else in the world.
Who knows? I think that this may have just been the best
Christmas ever.
--
A/N: Yeah, I know,
this is a crap of a chapter. I don’t
deserve reviews. -grumbles and
pouts- But hey, I tried anyway,
right? Yeah, that’s what I thought.
Writing a sex scene in first
person is haarrdddd… -whines- Has anyone else had that problem
before…? If ya did, raise your
hand. -rolls eyes and raises hand- It was a bit of a challenge (which is mostly
why this chapter is so late, lol), but in the end, amazingly, I made it
through. PFFT. LMAO.
XD
Review!
Next chapter: We get the
meaning of the story title, Auld Lang Syne, (aka, New Year’s, obviously, lol)
and see where their relationship develops to.
New heights, perhaps? (Hint,
hint) Also: we see reactions from Pansy
and Blaise to their relationship (since we haven’t gotten to that yet, hah,
lol) and a meeting with Dumbledore, perhaps.
Lots on the way, stay tuned! FYI,
I’m planning on this having, like, at least fifteen chapters, most
likely.
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