Going Once, Going Twice... | By : Dusty Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 2070 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Going Once, Going Twice
Chapter One
Dusty
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Disclaimer: I don't own much of anything in this story. It's a work of fiction, coming from my twisted little mind.
This is a pretty happy fic, not too dark, fast-paced and cheerful. Hey, I'm not in a sadomasochistic mood.
Pouring the liquor into his glass reminded Harry of the times he would sneak off to Hogsmeade with Ron and Hermione, just for the butterbeer itself. By the end of that year, Sirius had conveniently proclaimed himself the boy's legal guardian, signed the Hogsmeade permission slip and thus taken away the sweet taste of thrill Harry experienced when sipping the warm drink.
Harry adored Sirius in quite an understandable way, nevertheless. Having lost his parents before he could even walk prevented him from knowing a certain kind of love one has for his mother or father. Harry, having thought about it many sleepless nights, decided his gratitude and respect for his godfather was the closest he would ever feel to the way one loves a parent.
Harry wasn't totally deprived of love. Of course, his childhood, like so many others, was lonely and traumatic. His life changed when he was still relatively young, and he found friends that accepted him in a way he couldn't have dreamed of. He loved Ron, and Hermione, and many other Gryffindors, and even people from other houses. He had grown quite fond of Hagrid, the gamekeeper at Hogwarts, and various other teachers he had had over the years, such as Professor Lupin. And of course, the Headmaster, Professor Dumbledore. These had all been people of significance, people who had shown him love, admiration, offered him comfort and encouragement. And of course, there was him...
It was at that very moment that Draco Malfoy, a boy Harry had known just as long as any of his other friends, walked through the door to their humble but comfortable house. It was quite recently, however, that Draco and Harry had made their peace.
Draco was carrying a few paper bags, probably filled with unusual ingredients Draco had picked up in order to try a new recipe he had stumbled upon in a magazine. His keys rattled as he tossed them to their coffee table. He then walked into the kitchen and set the bags down, went back into the front hall to put his coat on its hanger, and finally entered the living room where Harry sat.
The silver-haired boy shuffled over to the couch. Seeing Harry's bare feet, propped up on the coffee table, he tapped them scoldingly. Harry sighed in false exasperation, rolling his eyes to conceal his playful grin. Draco noticed it, however, and picked up Harry's mug of butterbeer.
"Hey!" Harry said, trying to grab it back. Draco smoothly held it away from him, with a smirk on his face.
"Coasters, Potter," He tsk-tsked. "Use a bloody coaster."
"You use a coaster, twit," Harry said as he set a coaster on the place his mug had been. Draco moved to return it, but first took a sip of the butterbeer. He made a face and set it down.
"And what's this?" He said, grimacing.
"Just a little something to make life exciting," The green-eyed man said. Draco rolled his eyes.
"You want excitement, do you?" Draco said. Harry saw his face flash with mischief.'m 'm sure we can find some without raiding Daddy's liquor cabinet?"
Harry gave his boyfriend a sidelong glance. "And where is this going, Mr. Malfoy?"
Draco grinned. "Still got that map of Hogwarts?"
"You mean the Marauder's Map?" Harry asked, frowning. Draco shrugged passively.
"Whatever the hell it is."
Draco then stood, threw Harry his coat, and took his own back from the hook. They were both long and black, Harry's slightly shorter. "Well, comead.ead."
"I didn't even say whether I still have it yet!" Harry exclaimed. "I "I know you have it," Draco said smugly. He then disappeared into their bedroom. Shuffling was heard, and moments later the slightly shorter man returned with a faded piece of parchment in his hand.
Harry's eyes widened in shock. "Where...how did you find that?"
Draco sighed, looking quite bored. "I was trying to organize this place, Harry. Stumbled on it."
"Right," Harry scoffed. "What makes you think I'll help you to use it?"
Draco frowned, then shook his head and sat down next to Harry on the couch. Harry watched as he unfastened the first three buttons of Harry's shirt, pulling the collar down, leaving Draco just so much access to Harry's neck and collarbone. The silver-haired man kissed him teasingly, biting and licking, mumbling things into his neck here and there. Harry closed his eyes and felt his breath become irregular. When Draco stopped, Harry opened his eyes again and realized he had been digging quite deeply into the armrest of their couch.
"Well?" Draco said, kissing Harry's chin and ears. Harry saw that he pretended to do all of this almost dutifully, as if he didn't enjoy it. If he hadn't known better, it might've upset him, but Harry knew Draco liked to exaggerate.
Harry sighed in psuedo-frustration. "Fine."
Before he knew it, he had been dragged out the door and through the streets of London to the familiar train station. Draco pulled Harry to the entranceway to platform 9 3/4, slipping through the wall unseen.
Once on the platform, Harry looked around, seeing but one train, a small green one that looked only suitable for lugging cargo. "Draco, where's the Hogwarts Express? Does it even run at this time of day?"
Draco smirked. "It should be here...now."
A hissing was heard and the Hogwarts Express pulled up. Draco raised his eyebrows and Harry groaned. "Let's go, then."
Harry hid his grin as Draco pulled him into a dark luggage closet.
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