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Harry and Draco's Great Adventure	By : blade-of-the-shadows Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5055 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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OK, everyone. I'm not back in business yet, but i have managed to get a little internet access. I cant promise that this will be a constant upload, but i can try. I miss the internet...badly. And i miss you guys. Sniff sniff

Harry gave a jaw-cracking yawn as he flopped into one of the wooden chairs in the Leaky Cauldron. Hermione and Ron sat across from him, both wearing apprehensive looks on their faces, laced with guilt. He knew why they looked like that; both were still afraid of him. Of what he was capable of.
He smiled ruefully at the two, leaning back in his chair. "You know, guys, you really don't have anything to be afraid of. I could never, ever hurt my friends, nor would I ever want to."
Ron snorted. "No just strangers who want to take a picture."
Hermione elbowed him, shooting him a glare before turning her brown eyes on Harry. "Harry-."
"No, no. Ron's right. Sort of. It was completely out of line to attack the guy like that, but I don't really…like to be touched by people I'm not completely familiar with. A bit of a reflex, if you might call it."
Ron scoffed. "Everyone doesn't like to be randomly touched by strangers, mate. That doesn't mean you go and attack them like that."
Hermione hit Ron on the back of his head, making the red-head lean forward. Harry didn't stop her; he was on the verge of hitting Ron himself. Instead, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists where the other two couldn't see.
Harry wished Dray was with him, so he could control himself better. The blonde elf always had a soothing presence, even when he was angry, and Harry couldn't help but be affected by it. And Ron wouldn't have been so blunt in fear of Dray's sharp tongue.
But alas, Dray was asleep upstairs, something Harry would've really preferred doing but he was sure Hermione would've kept knocking and Harry liked his junk right where they were. It didn't help that they interrupted his post-coital and now he was extremely tense. He wouldn't like nothing more than to go back upstairs and make love to Dray again.
Just the thought of the elf writhing under him had Harry drooling. All that pale, pale skin, those long, slender limbs, those piercing gray eyes-
"…and we didn't mean-Harry are you even listening?" Hermione's annoyed voice jolted Harry from his imaginings. He shifted, clearing his voice and looking at the she-demon.
"What did you say?"
Hermione raised her hands in exasperation. "We're trying to apologize to you and you're not even listening! What's the point of us trying?"
Harry pointed a finger at her, rising from his seat. "My point exactly. So if you don't mind, I'll be going back to bed."
"Wait, Harry! We really are sorry." She shot a glare at Ron. "Both of us."
Harry only shrugged. "There's nothing for you to apologize about. What happened at Fortescue's scared you and you had every right to be. I don't hold that against you."
"But we're your friends! And Draco-."
"Has been with me longer than both of you; he knows me better. And for the record he was scared too. He just knew that I would never hurt him." And with that, Harry went upstairs to his room.
He opened the door carefully, not wanting to wake Dray up. Seeing the still lump of blankets on the bed, he grinned. Dray slept like the dead. He gently crawled into the bed, careful not to jostle it too much.
Harry's attempts were in vain, though, because as soon as he was settled, Dray rolled over and cuddled into his side.
"You're tense." The elf whispered.
Harry hummed in agreement. "Ron was being an arse. And I wasn't ready to get out of the bed yet."
Dray stretched against him, shifting till he was half on top of Harry. "Well, I know how to take care of that." He said salaciously. Harry grinned, grabbing Dray by the waist and flipping over.
He looked down at the beautiful elf beneath him. "Oh, Dray, you always know how to make me feel better."
Dray only chuckled, wrapping his arms around Harry's neck and his legs around Harry's waist. He pulled Harry down, kissing him languidly.
~oOo~
"Would you calm down? He will be back soon. He wouldn't dare defy me." Blue eyes narrowed dangerously.
Narcissa Malfoy lounged on a ornate chaise, watching through lidded eyes as her husband and current King paced agitatedly across the room.
Lucius glanced at his wife, anger and annoyance building. He could barely stand to be in the same room as the woman, couldn't bring himself to touch her. The first and last time he ever touched Narcissa was during the conception of Draco.
Ah, Draco. Lucius' step faltered as he thought of his son. Without a word to anyone, Draco had just left. Lucius knew who's fault it was, but there was nothing he could do about it. He just hoped that he could convince his son to return, by any means necessary.
Draco was smart and strong, so Lucius had no worries about Draco leaving per se. But Narcissa kept Draco sheltered, ranting on about how she wouldn't let her only son be corrupted by the world, so Lucius feared that Draco would do something that would get him into a lot of trouble. Draco had a witty mind, a sharp tongue, and now constrictions on either. It wouldn't be hard for him to anger someone.
But what could Lucius do? Draco was only half a year from coming of age; Lucius was proud of how mature his son already was. He acted much older than his age and took into deep thought everything he did. There was an excellent reason as to why Draco left, there had to be.
"Lucius! Calm yourself; your actions are unbecoming. I have told you twice again, Draco will return. He would not risk my wrath."
Lucius whirled on Narcissa, eyes blazing. He was fed up with her talk. "You are the reason why Draco left in the first place. Are you so stuck up your own ass that you cannot see that, woman!? Why would he return for you?"
Narcissa sat up indignantly. "Because he is my son-."
"And he is also mine! Not to mention that I treat thrice as better than you could ever, you cold hearted excuse for a living being."
Narcissa stood, holding her head high and glaring darkly at Lucius. "I do not have to take your insults."
"Then leave!" Lucius bellowed, pointing at the door. His wife huffed and marched out of the room.
Lucius collapsed in a chair, leaning his elbows on his knees and holding his head in his hands. He was the look of utter despair, his thoughts consumed with worry and love for his son and hatred for his hateful hag of a wife.
He promised himself to never force Draco into marriage, letting his young elfling fall in love and marry that of who he wished. Love was the very thing Lucius cherished above all after living beside Narcissa for nineteen years. He would not condemn his beloved son to the same fate he lived.
A knock sounded at the door and Lucius straightened, assuming his poise as King of the Elfin Lands.
"You may enter." He commanded.
The door opened and a dark-haired elf entered silently, closing the door and locking carefully behind him. The elf walked towards Lucius, sitting beside the blonde elf without a word.
The elf was what many of the other elves considered mediocre in looks, but in truth his features were just strong and darker than what many were used to. His hair was slightly long, cut just to brush his shoulders, and was an inky black that was mistaken time and time again to be greasy. He face had a strong cut to it; a sharp jaw and strong Roman nose, slightly thin lips and narrow black eyes. He was tall and lanky, but supported strong muscles; his body lithe and hard. He carried himself with a predator's grace, his walk careful and precise.
Lucius leaned against the dark elf, sighing softly. "Sev', I don't know what to do."
Severus Snape, Lucius childhood friend, right-hand man and occasional lover, said nothing and Lucius did not expect him to. Severus rarely spoke, and when he did he said as little as possible. He didn't do it to be rude, but rather the opposite. He observed everything, only speaking after he carefully thought about what he would say and how others would react.
Lucius continued. "I mean, I know why Draco left, hell I want to do the same, but I want my son back. I miss him dearly. And for all I know, he could be having the time of his life out there and not want to return. If he doesn't…I hope that he'll at least pay visits, that's all I can ask. He is nearly a grown man and I can't tell him what to do any longer. It saddens me to see my son resort to such an event."
Severus wrapped his arms around Lucius and pulled him close. "I think that…" He spoke quietly, his voice as deep and dark as his eyes. "You should allow Draco to chose what to do. If one of the soldiers manage to find him and he will consider returning, make him a deal he cannot resist. Whatever he wants, as long as it is reasonable."
Lucius nodded. "I agree, but how long will it take one of the soldiers to find him? Draco could very well be happy where he is, whoever he is with."
Severus kissed Lucius gently on his head. "Then we let him be."
~oOo~
Draco giggled at the mass of wavy, uncontrolled hair at his stomach. The mass moved again, a rip-like sound filling the air, and Draco laughed uncontrollably again. He pushed at the mass willing it to move but not able to verbally say so because he was laughing too hard.
The ripping sound ceased and the black mass rose to reveal two vibrant green eyes, shining with mirth. Harry crawled up and kissed Draco on his laughing lips, effectively stopping the laughter.
Pushing Harry away, Draco glared up at the man. "When I said I'd take care of your tension, giving me raspberries is not what I meant."
Harry only grinned. "I know." He rolled his shoulders. "But it worked." Draco huffed, glare intensifying. "Okay, okay. I know what you meant, Draco, but it was less than an hour ago when we last had sex and I didn't want to hurt you. Believe me, it was very hard not ravishing you on the spot."
Draco's gaze softened and he allowed Harry back down. "That's thoughtful of you, a rare trait appearing in itself, but I heal fast, Harry. I would've been fine even after minutes in between. But thank you for worrying about my condition."
Harry grinned and kissed Draco again, gently and slow; a loving kiss, conveying all of Harry's happy feelings.
Inwardly, Draco sighed happily. He loved Harry. Though he wouldn't say it aloud, at least not yet, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Harry, if possible. He wasn't sure of Harry's life span and he feared that he would out live the man he considered his mate.
Though Harry seemed human, his strength and speed was far from human capabilities. There was no possible way to find out his heritage, unless one counted the book on Merlin they found. Draco doubted anything about Merlin's heritage would be in there.
Draco's thoughts focused back on the present as Harry's kiss intensified, the larger man's hands moving to grasp tightly on Draco's hips. Draco pulled away.
"Harry? Now, you want to have sex?"
Harry hummed, his eyes lidded with lust and love. "No, I want to make love to you, Dray."
Draco's breath caught in his throat and he blushed. He ran his hands through Harry's mop of hair, smiling softly. Harry smiled back at him and leaned in for a kiss.
~oOo~
Narcissa growled at the locked door. A vein in her temple pulsed as she listened to the sounds coming from the room. She had returned to Lucius' rooms to allow her husband to apologize to her, only to arrive at a locked door and the sounds of her husband having sex with another man, most likely that ugly bastard Severus.
She had no qualms about her husband cheating, she did the same with many of the palace guards, but to do so with that of the same gender, with someone so ugly at that! Narcissa refused to stand by it.
Another moan came from the door and Narcissa hissed, her face scrunching up uglily. Oh, she had plans for Lucius. Wait and see…
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