New years From Sète

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New years From Sète

Chapter 1: The day after, Boxing Day.

Harry Potter had slept in the day after Christmas. It was now Boxing Day, and both young wizards had a ton of presents to put up in their new home. The elder Malfoy's had went overboard with their presents for both young men. Not only did they now have completely new wardrobes, but also had some new furniture for the house, plus two new black motorbikes. On the later, the Malfoy's excuse was that the two young wizards needed an easy way to get about Sète because of some of its smaller streets. Harry was actually looking forward to trying them out. Draco, on the other hand was a little more apprehensive about it.

It was 12:00 noon when the two young men had finished their breakfast, and Harry was going to go into his study to check his e-mail. When he walked through the door, he stopped in his tracks. He blinked once, then again, and the sight before him never changed. "Well, that's not my desk", Harry mumbled. He walked on in the room, and looked it over. It was a magnificent desk, all seven feet of it. It was made of mahogany, and was polished to a mirror finish. Something looked very familiar about the desk, and then it hit him.

"Draco"! Harry yelled.

Draco ran to Harry, not knowing what was wrong. "Yes, what's wrong"?

"Draco, did you do this"? Harry nervously enquired.

"What Harry? What on earth are you talking about, I don't see anything". Draco said as he looked around the room for something destroyed.

"The desk Draco, the desk! Look at it"! Harry expounded.

Draco carefully look over at the desk, and at first didn't see anything wrong. Finally, not knowing what Harry was talking about, he finally asked. "What about it Harry, you just got a new desk"?

"Draco, that's just not any new desk! That desk used to set in the Minister for Magic's office back home"! Harry nervously explained. "It shouldn't be here, it shouldn't even exist"!

"Oh, OH! Harry, I don't know how".... Draco started, and then thought for a moment. "Father"! As Draco started to turn to leave and fire-call Lucius, he almost ran into the man himself, leaning against the doorframe.

"Dad! You scared the living shite out of me"! Draco yelled, now clutching at his left breast.

"Ah, I see Harry has found my present"? Lucius calmly said with a slight smirk on his face.

Harry whipped around at all the commotion, and tried to speak. After opening and closing his mouth a few times, he finally spit some words out. "Lucius, but how"...

"Come, let's have a spot of tea, and I shall endeavor to explain". Lucius said as he turned from the room and headed for the two young men’s sitting room.

Once everyone was seated, and the tea served, Lucius took a sip of his tea, and looked at the two young wizards before him. "You see Harry, not everything was destroyed that night in the Ministry of Magic". When Harry started to speak, Lucius quickly held up his hand, and Harry quickly clamped his mouth shut. "Now as I was saying, evidently, those muggle bombs did not all go off, or at least two did not. What I have been able to find out is that the explosions from the records department damaged the two placed in the minister’s office, and they did not explode. The minister’s office was saved, and so were the secretaries outside. When our esteemed Mr. Shacklebolt tried to remove them to their new home, at the temporary ministry they set up, the goblins stopped him, and confiscated the desk as part of the ministries huge debt. Our dear Mr. Brikkens then stepped in, and had the desk shipped to me. I had it stored, and had the elves move it here last night while you two slept on. That would be the quickest explanation I can give you".

Harry was now fully stunned. He sat for several minutes, and every once in a while would open his mouth as if to speak, but would then quickly close it. Finally, once he was over the shock, he had a ton of questions. "You say that the two offices were not destroyed? Do they have any idea who did it, or I mean blew up the ministry"?

"No Harry, they do not. Evidently, they think it was a new vigilante group. What was the name the group used, oh yes, YAG if I recall. You would not know anything about these people would you, my dear soon to be son-in-law"? Lucius asked.

"Well sir, you see, it's something like this". Harry started explaining.

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Kingsley Shacklebolt sat back from the rickety wooden table he was now using for a desk. He despised this place they were now using for a ministry. It was an old Tudor manor that had surely seen better days. They had to work nonstop for two days getting it ready for the skeleton crew that now resided there. As a draft caught him from the shoddy window behind him, he went back to reading the letter he received the day after the bombing.

"Dear Minister Shacklebolt,

"Our group, YAG, are responsible for what happened to the ministry last night. You see minister; we are not pleased at all about the laws against gay and lesbian rights in the wizarding world.

"We are very proud of Mr. Potter, and what he did, but we are very willing to continue in his steed, since he has left us over this very thing. Now, it would behoove you to pay attention to what we say.

"First, we want all the laws against gay and lesbians abolished. Second, we want new laws written that will protect us from the very people who caused Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy to flee our country. Third, we want to be able to openly marry our partner in our world just like others can in the French and US wizarding communities.

"We think you owe this to us, and most of all to Harry Potter and his mate, Draco Malfoy. The same Harry Potter who saved us all, by ridding our world of the last dark lord. The same one you personally decorated with the Order of Merlin, first class. What about the Malfoy's who were forced to follow a madman upon his return to human form? The same ones who helped Severus Snape spy through the war, and you personally exonerated at their trial? Will you think of them, or spit in their face like everyone else has?

"If our demands are not met minister, I fear to say that what has occurred so far will only continue to get worse. You see, at this moment, our following is as great as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named ever was. Plus, we have the backing of a few thousand muggles who are very willing to help our cause. Minister, where do you think we obtained those explosives we used? Where do you think we received our training? From both worlds minister, that's where. We also picked up some rather interesting artifacts inside the ministry, three of them as a matter of fact.

"We are giving the Ministry of Magic seven days to comply, before something else happens. Neither the great Harry Potter, nor Albus Dumbledore is here to save you now.

"Oh, and by the way, a copy of this letter has been sent to every wizarding media source in Britain. I assume that they will get their copy before you do, and that this will be in the media by the time you read it".

Sincerely,

YAG

Kingsley then picked up the Daily Prophet, and there it was on the front page, the entire contents of the letter, and a rather pathetic looking picture they had used of him scowling.

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After Harry finished his explanation, Lucius handed Harry a copy of the Daily Prophet. On the front, he looked at the same page that the minister was now reading. As he read it over, Draco was reading it over his shoulder.

"'YAG', Harry, where ever did you come up with that"? Draco asked with a huge grin on his face.

"Well, when I wrote the letter, I was pissed off at Kingsley trying to cover up, and make light of, what actually happened. The first thing that popped into my head was the Mirror of Erised. The wording at the top of the mirror is a mirror image in that everything is written backward, so I just spelled 'gay' that way for a group name". Harry explained as he watched Lucius from the corner of his eye.

Finally, Lucius let out a huge snort and laughed. "Oh, if the dark lord had your brains, it is un-telling how far he would have got. Let us thank God he did not"!

Harry wasn't sure whether that was a compliment or not, so he kept his mouth shut about it. "So, neither of you is mad that I wrote the letters"?

"Were they untraceable, with no magical signature, or fingerprints"? Lucius asked. When Harry nodded his head yes, he continued. "Well then Harry, if they do not pass the laws you mentioned, within seven days I believe it was, what do you intend on doing"?

"Well, there's an older manor in Scotland that the ministry lost to us, that they were using as an auror base, and training facility. Since it belongs to us now, I fully intend to raze it to the ground. If I have too, a ministry building will go down once about every week. I'll keep the number of days different so there is no pattern to it. When they see they'll not be reclaiming what they lost, I'm sure they'll rethink their attitude". Harry explained.

"And if they do not"? Lucius asked.

"I'll make another financial hardship on them. One that is way worse than they have now. I received an e-mail from Banque Transatlantique yesterday, and the ministry took a loan at 45% interest to keep from dealing with Gringotts. I figured they might, and that's us now making 35% more than they were originally paying. Since it's a floating loan, we'll raise it to 55%, or maybe more. If they want to cry about it, I'll call their debt again"!

"And if they ask why the rate is raising"? Lucius enquired.

"Well, the manager will inform them that it is over the recent properties being destroyed, and their not moving on the new laws, thus causing a financial drop in their markets, and causing the bank to lose money. He will make it plain that it is the Ministry of Magic’s fault, and to correct it, the laws need to be passed at once". Harry finished with a slight sniff, and a smirk on his face.

"Worthy of a true Slytherin my boy, worthy of a true Slytherin! Now, I take it you both will be over for dinner this evening"? Lucius asked as he stood from his chair.

"Yes father, Harry and I will be there at 7:00 sharp. We are going to go down to the yacht in a little bit, and he is going to show me how to captain it. I really can't wait, as he made me the new proud owner for Christmas. I still have to get my license mind you, but Harry said it wouldn't be hard to do". Draco explained.

Harry walked over to a cabinet while Draco was talking to Lucius, removed the captains hat, and suddenly dropped it on Draco's head. He then wrapped his arms around Draco from behind, and kissed him behind his right ear. "You make a very beautiful captain, if I do say so myself"!

Lucius let out another laugh at this. "Yes, I do think my son was cut out for the sea, especially now that he has a lion to guide him".

Harry then walked over to Lucius, and before the elder Malfoy could act, Harry hugged him. "Thank you Lucius, for everything, and the desk. That really made my day".

Lucius stood stock still at first, never good with emotions; he finally reached up with his right hand and patted Harry on the back a couple of times. "Yes, well you are totally welcome. Of course, I have wanted to get even with the ministry for years, you just made that possible. Oh, and make sure your back for dinner".

Harry released his soon to be father-in-law, and both young men walked him to the front door. As he left, Draco turned to Harry, grabbed him by his shirt, and pulled him into him, snogging the breath from the black haired wizard. "I love you Harry James Potter! You're the best thing that has ever happened to me, or my family"!

Suddenly, Harry Potter found himself too choked up to say anything.

0-0

Harry and Draco took out the 116-foot "Blond Dragon" for Draco's training that afternoon. They used the open top flybridge to pilot the vessel instead of the lower pilothouse. Harry cast another warming charm on the deck, the same way he did on the day when he got his love back, to keep them both warm as toast. It was still around 40 deg. F. outside during December, even if it was in the south of France.

Once Harry started up the two diesel engines, he walked in behind Draco at the wheel. He reached around Draco then, and placed a hand over Draco's on both the wheel, and the two throttles. Harry couldn't help himself as he brought his crotch against Draco's bum.

"Harrrrry, if you keep doing that, we'll not get out of the dock". Draco said with a shudder to his voice.

"Oh no my little dragon, you will learn to pilot a ship today. I didn't secretly spend two months learning how to be a pilot, while this boat was being built, for us to not do this". Harry said as he gently kissed the nape of Draco's neck. He became hard as soon as he did it, and now wished he hadn't himself.

"Ok, dragon, keep the wheel straight for the moment, and slightly push forward on both throttles evenly". Harry said, as he pushed his hand forward on top of Draco’s.

The twin screws began to turn and churn water to their aft, and the large yacht began to ease forward in the water. "Now dragon, we need to steer her to the port side. Port by the way means left, and starboard means right. We don't want to put a big scratch on this blond beauty from the dock now do we"? Harry said as he kissed Draco's neck again.

"Haaaaaary, please! I do know what port and starboard mean by the way, I'm not completely daft you know". Draco said as he wiggled his bum against Harry's erection.

"Oh God.... Ok Draco, now that we're clear of the dock, we'll slowly take her out to sea. Increase the throttles just a little more, and we'll slowly make our way out". Harry said as he rubbed his hard length against Draco's tight arse. He then helped Draco push the throttles forward, and the "Blond Dragon" started to make her way out into the Mediterranean.

Once they were about 300 yards out from shore, Harry leant into Draco again to softly tell him what to do next. "Now my little dragon, bring her around starboard, and lets take a cruise by the city, and watch the beach". Harry said as he kissed Draco's neck again. "Now dragon, giver her some more throttle, and bring her upon plane. That's it, now just keep her on this side of the buoys, and we'll be just fine".

Harry let Draco push the throttle forward this time, as he stood back to watch Draco from the rear. The Blond Dragon's keel parted the water like a hot knife through butter as she raised up out of the water, leaving a wake of white in the turquoise sea behind them. Harry then began to show Draco the compass, and the GPS navigation system, along with the onboard radio equipment.

As the yacht's speed leveled off, both young wizards began to watch the shore for any life. There wasn't that much, except the fishing boats at this time of the year, as the muggles just didn't have warming charms. After passing by the huge Le Vieux port of Sète, they were looking over at the southern part of the city where the Thèatre de la Mer sat. They also had a good view of Mt. St-Clair. Finally, they were beside the beach, and only a few beachcombers were out, all wearing jackets even though it was sunny out. They followed the whole 7-1/2 miles of beach until they got to the Canal du Midi that went over to the lagoon at Marseillan-Plage.

"Draco, bring her around port, and take us about 1/4 of a mile out. When we get there, bring the bow around to face the shore, we should have a really good view from there, plus be alone". Harry stated as he watched Draco take the yacht on out to sea just like he told him.

Once Draco brought the yacht's bow to point at the shore, Harry brought the engines to neutral, and he pulled Draco into him. "You know what I'm going to do my little dragon"? Harry whispered and kissed his love.

"No, what"? Draco whispered back.

"I'm going to fuck you Draco, leaning against that big silver wheel, while we take in the view before us". Harry whispered in reply.

"Oh God, yes"! Draco said as he banished their clothes to the side with his wand. He eased back to the wheel, pulling Harry with him, then snogged Harry until they had to quit for air. He then turned around, grasped the wheel, and pushed his bum out at Harry wantonly. "Take me Harry, please, take me now, make me yours".

Harry began kissing down his mates back, and got down on his knees behind him. He parted Draco's cheeks, and began to kiss along the parting of his bum. Once he came to Draco's whirl, he kissed it, and began to tongue it slowly, eliciting a deep moan from Draco.

"Oh God Harry, just like that"! Draco hissed.

After Harry worked Draco's entrance with his tongue for several minutes, he gave his bum one last kiss, and set back on his haunches. He withdrew his wand, pointed it at Draco's now wet entrance, and cast a lubrication spell. He then inserted his index finger, and felt for that certain spot that would drive his mate wild. When he found it, Draco's hips hunched backwards as if trying to engulf his hand, and groaned.

Harry kept up what he was doing until he had inserted three fingers, and had properly stretched Draco so he wouldn't hurt him. Harry then stood, placed some lubrication on his cock, and slowly pushed it into his mate. He then laid his chin on Draco's shoulder. "Draco, my blond dragon, I am so in love with you, it actually hurts me to the bone". Harry whispered as he drew his length out and thrust it back inside.

"Ohhhhh Harry, that's it, right there, faster"! Draco bit out as he clutched at the large silver ships wheel, his knuckles turning white.

Harry grabbed both hips almost bruisingly, and began to pound into Draco. He angled his thrusts so that he drove into Draco's prostate time and time again. "You are so tight my little dragon, so tight"!

In just a few minutes, Harry noticed Draco reach for his straining cock, and he batted his hand away from it. "Mine"! Harry growled, and used his slicked hand to grab it, then began to pull it in time with his thrusts.

It didn't take much longer after this, as Harry's pistoning hips had brought Draco to the edge where he cried out. "Harry! Oh God help me"! Draco came, and his cum drenched Harry's fist, his insides clamping down on Harry's cock. He had been looking over at Mt. St-Clair when it happened, and now all he could see was stars.

When Draco's body clamped down on Harry, and when Draco yelled out his name, Harry lost it. He gave one more huge thrust, burying himself in Draco's tight heat, and filled Draco with everything he had stored in him. "Draco"!

Both were so weak from the experience that they fell to the blond teak deck under them. Harry pulled Draco onto his lap, and began to kiss him. "Draco, I have never felt anything even similar to what I feel for you, from anyone in my entire life. I love you for all that I am, and ever will be".

"I love you too Harry, and I have never been as happy as I am now. I could never want anything better, nor would I ever want another person. If something was to happen to you, I will wait for you, until I'm on the other side where you are. I will always be with you, I can promise you that". Draco said as he nuzzled Harry's neck.

Harry kissed Draco one more time, helped Draco to stand, and then got up himself. "Come on Draco, we need to get back and get ready for dinner with your parents".

At this, they both dressed themselves, and started venturing back toward their private dock at Sète. When they came back into the port, that was pretty much home to the upper classes yachts, Harry turned on the radio, and picked up the microphone. "This is Harry Potter on the "Blond Dragon". Please have the dockhands ready, we will be there in just a few minutes".

Harry showed Draco how to slow down the large yacht, and bring it over to the dock, then reverse the engines to slow the yacht to a stop. Harry then ran to the forward deck, grabbed the rope, and threw it to one of the deckhands. He then ran to the aft deck, and did the same. The deckhands wrapped the rope around the capstans, and drew the yacht over to the dock where they tied it off. Next, another deckhand raised a gangplank to aft deck, so Harry and Draco could make their departure.

As Harry and Draco were walking up the pier while making their way to shore, Harry noticed Draco silently crying. He quickly stopped, and pulled Draco to him. "Draco, my dragon, what's wrong"?

"Nothings wrong Harry, I'm just so happy. It's not the material things either, though I love the yacht, and the villa. It's just that I have you back now, and I'm getting to do all of this with you, do you understand"? Draco said with a sniff, as he looked at Harry with his glistening gray-blue eyes.

Harry felt his own eyes tear up at this, and he quickly pulled Draco into him, giving him one of the hottest kisses Draco had ever had. As a matter of fact, both would remember that kiss until their dying day. When Harry pulled back, he looked at Draco for what seemed like several minutes. "Yes Draco, I fully understand, and I feel exactly the same way"!

Draco gave Harry another chaste kiss, and took his hand in his. "Come on my brave lion, let's go have dinner. Mum and Dad will be looking for us".

When they reached the shore, they dawned matching black leather jackets, placed matching black helmets upon their heads, and drove back to their villa on their two matching black motorbikes.

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Harry and Draco let themselves into the rear entrance of the Malfoy villa. Lucius had wasted no time in having a walkway made between the two homes. It went across the back of the property, close to the lawns edge, so one could easily view the Mediterranean during the short walk.

Once inside, both young wizards went into the main hall. "Mum, Dad, Harry and I are here"! Draco called out.

As soon as the last word left Draco's mouth, Narcissa stepped out of the dining room. She made her way over to where the young men stood holding hands, and pulled them both into a hug. Once she let them loose, she held them back at arms length to look them over. "My, just a few days out on that yacht, and look at the colour it has brought out in you two. You both are finally getting to look so healthy. Getting out of Britain has been a God send really, why there are hardly any sunny days at all there. You know, we have at least three hundred sunny days a year here".

"Mum"! Draco said embarrassed.

"Well it's true dear. You both look so much better now that you have been out a little, and finally enjoying yourselves. I don't see why we never had you to move here a long time ago. Now, both of you, come on, dinner is almost ready". Narcissa said as she turned and led them back into the dining room.

Once at the table, Harry held out Draco's chair for him, then seated himself. Lucius did the same for Narcissa, and then sat down at the head of the table. He looked over both young men for a moment himself. "You know, I overheard your mother son, and I have to agree with her, you both look a lot better".

"Thank you father, we had a good time while we were out today, and got a lot of sun. Harry showed me how to pilot the boat off the flybridge, and we went all the way to Marseillan-Plage and back". Draco spouted.

"Good, good, I'm glad to hear it, and I'm glad to see you two out enjoying yourselves. Tell me Harry, how did my son take to becoming a pilot"? Lucius asked as he took a sip of his wine.

"He'll have his license in no time. He's taking to the lessons faster than I did myself if I may say so". Harry said as he took a drink of his wine also. "Tell me Lucius, what is this wine"?

"Oh, its actually from here, or rather Vic-la-Gardiole Harry. It is called "Muscat", and is a sweet wine. I take it you like it, as it goes well with seafood"? Lucius enquired.

"Yes, I really do like this. I think Draco and I should stock some of this as I could get used to it very quickly". Harry said as he took another sip. "May I ask, where is Vic-la-Gardiole from here"?

"Oh, it is just north east of here, they have numerous vineyards". Lucius explained. "We already own one there, and that is where this wine came from. We will go up there in a few days, and I will set you two up with several cases".

Before Harry could respond, the door to the kitchen opened, and the elves were bringing in their dinner. "We will be having fresh monkfish for the main course this evening, I think you will both enjoy it". Narcissa said, as the elves started to set everything on the table before them.

"Yes, and fresh oysters from the lagoon"! Lucius said with a small smirk on his lips.

"Oh my". Draco whimpered.

"What is the matter son, something I said"? Lucius asked, though now he was grinning.

Draco quickly grabbed his wine and took a huge gulp. "It's not like Harry and I need them". As Draco finished, Lucius and Harry barked out a laugh while Narcissa blushed.

Harry really enjoyed the monkfish, dipping each bite in the warm butter. Draco explained it was known as the poor mans lobster, and Harry heartily agreed, because it was really good to come from such an ugly fish. Afterwards came they oysters, and both young wizards did indulge themselves, even though they didn't need the aftereffects. When they were all done with their dinner, they adjourned to the sitting room for some cognac.

"Harry, while you two were out gallivanting around in the Mediterranean today, I made a quick trip back to Britain to make a small business deal". Lucius casually stated.

"Really, and how did it turn out"? Harry curiously asked.

"Well, I had the opportunity to purchase a small muggle company today named Grunnings. You know, they make those drills that the muggles use to make holes with". Lucius said as he took another sip of his brandy.

At this, Harry took a huge gulp of his brandy, and turned to Lucius with interest. "Really"?

"Yes, and I found that their sells were way off. Naturally, I saw it was the director and a member of the sells department that was at fault, so I went to investigate it. I ended up firing both of them, the fat lazy lummoxes. One had been there for years, while the other, his son I believe, had only been there for several months". Lucius explained as he took another sip of his brandy, then continued. "Why, I found out that neither had been out of the office to sell anything for months, and had all the others doing their work for them".

"Why doesn't that surprise me". Harry muttered, but Lucius carried on as he never heard anything.

"Anyhow, after they had cleared out their desks, with the security guards keeping a close watch on them mind you, the director wanted to know who had purchased the stock in the company". Lucius stated.

"Is that so? What, amy I ask, did you tell him"? Harry asked after taking another huge gulp of his brandy.

"Why I told him I was buying the company for my new son-in-law of course". Lucius stated, and let on like nothing was amiss.

"Did he ask by any chance who your son-in-law might be"? Harry asked.

"Why yes, as a matter of fact he did. I had no other choice than to inform him that my son-in-law was one of the wealthiest young men in the world, an ex brit mind you, who was now residing in a new villa in the south of France, and that he was in fact Harry James Potter". Lucius calmly finished.

That did it, Harry choked on his brandy and had to spit some back into his snifter. "You didn't"!

Lucius turned to Harry with a toothy grin then. "Why yes young Harry, I most certainly did".

Draco and Narcissa had been watching this tennis match going on for some time, and Draco just had to know. "Father, just who were the two you fired"?

"If I am not mistaken, their last names were Dursley". Lucius said as he poured himself some more cognac, and handed Harry a new glass.

"Not Harry's fat uncle and cousin"? Draco asked.

"Yes Draco, I do believe they were". Lucius stated as he took another sip.

Draco fell back cackling with laughter, and Narcissa couldn't restrain herself either. Harry looked up at Lucius with tears in his eyes, and only had two words. "Thank you"!

"Now, I say you two young men should go home and get to bed, as we have a hovel to raze tomorrow". Lucius stated as he allowed everyone to collect himself or herself and finish their brandy.

Harry and Draco left shortly afterwards, and when home, made passionate love until the early hours of the morning.



I hope you enjoy this new years story. There will be one, or maybe two more chapters.


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