So Wrong, Yet So Right

He lay on his side with his back toward Potter, hoping to fall asleep. He had already been trying for nearly an hour. The boy was just too close to him and his body knew it. He wanted so much to reach out and touch him, to roll over and simply look at him, but knew better than to do that. He suddenly heard some shuffling on the bed and sighed, realizing Draco was still up, too.

Draco stared at the wall, desperately fighting his want to turn and look at Potter. He couldn’t believe the boy was sleeping next to him. He was so close that all he had to do was reach around and touch him. He shifted uncomfortably under the sheets, knowing there were two very hot men in the same bed as him, and he couldn’t do a thing about it. He wondered if Severus was having a similar problem, or if he was lucky enough to find sleep.

He then heard a low sigh, confirming his suspicion. Severus was still awake and feeling just as restless as he was. He wanted to go to him, wanted to at least touch him. He sighed, again fighting the urge to turn on his other side. Potter was in between them. One turn and he would see the boy laying so close to him. No, he couldn’t turn around. He couldn’t.

Harry suddenly let out a gasp and opened his eyes. He quickly looked around the darkened room, relaxing when he realized where he was. The dream had felt so real that he really believed he was on the cold damp floor of Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom.

Hearing his gasp, Draco forgot all about his worries and quickly rolled over to make sure he was okay. Severus had heard Potter as well, but didn’t turn around, deciding it best for Draco to handle it. He was quite sure Potter was still a bit uneasy around him. And why wouldn’t he be? He had always treated the boy horribly. Why would he ever want to be comforted by him?

“Are you okay?” Draco softly asked.

Harry turned his head to his side, noticing Malfoy curiously staring at him. “I thought I was there again,” he quietly replied, his lower lip trembling from the thought.

Draco quickly wrapped his arm around Potter, protectively pulling him closer to his body. “I’m sorry, Potter,” he frowned, gently gliding his hand through his hair in a comforting manner.

“Malfoy, how were you able to get over it?” he quietly asked.

“It never completely goes away, but having someone to talk with helped a lot,” he explained.

Harry shook his head, feeling his eyes start to tear. “But how did you even know who to trust anymore?” he wondered.

Draco sighed, removing his hand from Potter’s hair and bringing it toward his face to wipe away the tears. “That’s what’ll take the longest to figure out,” he quietly replied.

“Well, I trust you,” Harry softly stated, his cheeks flushing a little.

Draco smiled, lightly trailing his hand up and down the boy’s arm. “Which is probably why you should’ve gone to see Pomfrey,” he joked.

Harry chuckled, his body suddenly shivering in response to Malfoy’s touches. Draco quickly stopped his hand, realizing what he was doing. They both remained still, silently staring into each other’s eyes.

Severus nervously swallowed when he heard the familiar silence. It didn’t take a genius to understand what was about to happen. He bit down hard on his lip, holding back the moan that threatened to escape his mouth.

Draco was the first to react, slowly leaning in closer, wanting to feel the boy’s lips on his. Harry saw the movement and followed, wanting to feel it too. As soon as their lips made contact, they closed their eyes, allowing their hormones to take over.

They both melted into the kiss, pressing their mouths firmly together, wanting to taste everything. Draco began moving his hand again on Potter’s arm, running it up and down his smooth skin. Harry softly moaned, wrapping his arm around Malfoy and pulling him closer.

Aconite, Acromantula venom, armadillo bile, Ashwinder eggs, asphodel, Severus silently began to alphabetize his potions ingredients, needing to keep himself busy and not grab the very painful erection he now had. Belladonna, bezoar, bicorn parts, Billywig parts…

“Potter,” Draco whimpered, gripping the boy’s arm tighter.

Harry suddenly opened his eyes wide, quickly stopping and backing away, seeing the bemusement on Malfoy’s face. He shook his head and closed his eyes, cursing himself for allowing it to happen. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, looking back over at him. “I’m sorry,” he repeated.

Draco furrowed his eyebrows, confused by his apology. He reached out to touch him, but quickly lowered his hand when he saw Potter flinch from the action. “Why are you apologizing?” he then asked.

“I shouldn’t have done that. I’m sorry. I don’t want to come in between you two,” he explained, glancing toward Snape’s back.

Finally understanding, Draco sighed and glanced over at their professor’s back. He knew the man was up, most likely achingly rock hard from what they were doing, and wondered if it was such a crazy idea to bring up the discussion. He took a deep breath, meeting Potter’s green eyes once more. “Potter, I really like you,” he admitted, deciding to bring it up slowly.

Harry raised his eyebrows in question. “What about Snape?”

“I like him too,” he smiled, slowly reaching out and touching the boy’s cheek, glad he didn’t back away again. “I like you both,” he added.

Harry gulped, not able to look away from his enchanting gray eyes. “Does he know?” he whispered.

Draco nodded, “Yes, he does.”

“And he’s okay with that?”

Draco chewed on his bottom lip, lowering his hand from the boy’s cheek. It was now or never. “Potter, may I ask you something?”

Harry nodded, “Sure.”

“I know he had been cold to you over the years, treated you unfairly, embarrassed you whenever he could, ridiculed you, yelled at you…” he started rambling.

“Malfoy, your question?” Harry pressed, noticing his slight tangent.

Draco blushed, realizing he was straying off topic. He glanced over Potter’s shoulder, noticing Severus lower his head a little. “Well, remember when I made that little joke earlier about his…um, well, his size?” he cleared his throat, looking back over at him.

Harry blushed, remembering it all too well. “Yes,” he hesitated, not sure where he was going with that.

“I had seen your reaction when I said it, and…” he paused, shaking his head. “Oh forget it,” he sighed, not wanting to beat around the bush. “Do you fancy him at all?”

Harry nervously swallowed, turning to look over at his other secret crush. He was so tempted to just confess everything, but he didn’t know if he was ready to hear the man’s rejection yet. Keeping it a secret still allowed him to fantasize about it.

Severus remained still, knowing Potter had turned to look at him. He didn’t want the boy to know he was awake yet, curious to hear what he had to say. He was more than certain Potter hated him (with good reason of course), but what if? What if deep down the boy had feelings for him?

Harry took a deep breath before returning his attention to Malfoy. “Honestly?” he whispered.

Draco nodded, eagerly waiting for his answer. He quickly glanced behind Potter and smiled, seeing Severus slowly roll over, before staring at the Gryffindor once more.

“People have always treated me differently because I’m some famous wizard,” Harry quietly began. “But you two were the only ones who never did that, which I always secretly enjoyed,” he blushed.

“Really?” Draco asked, raising his eyebrows in surprise.

Harry nodded, before continuing. “I loved it when we fought. You always made me forget my worries and even forget who I was for the moment. You allowed me to be a normal teenager for once. And Snape,” he laughed, shaking his head. “He definitely kept me grounded.”

“So you never really hated us?” Draco inquired.

“No,” he murmured. “I know I acted like I did, but it was only because I didn’t want our fights to stop. I sort of…get turned on by them,” he continued, his cheeks getting redder. “I’ve had major crushes on the both of you for the longest time.”

“Seriously?” Draco smiled, still shocked by the revelation. “Why didn’t you ever say anything?”

Harry laughed. “What would I have said? I mean until a few days ago, I thought you hated me. And Snape…even though he’s been a lot nicer to me tonight than ever before, I’m pretty sure he still hates me.”

“I don’t hate you, Potter.”

Harry suddenly froze, hearing the man’s deep voice enter their conversation. He took a deep breath, before slowly turning his head to look at him. He gulped, noticing Snape had rolled over and was facing him. “H-how much did you hear?” he nervously asked.

“Everything,” he truthfully answered.

Harry blushed, realizing his secrets were finally out. He sighed, turning to look at Malfoy again, noting the smile on his face. “You knew, didn’t you?” he accused the blond.

“Guilty,” he smirked.

“Prat,” Harry glared at him.

“Oh come on Potter,” he laughed, touching the boy’s cheek. “Would you have admitted it if you had known?”

“Of course not!” he exclaimed.

“Exactly,” Draco smiled.

Harry groaned, placing his hands over his face. He was so embarrassed. He then felt a hand touch his arm and gulped, realizing it was coming from Snape’s side of the bed. He shakily lowered his hands, turning to face him.

“But I’m glad you did,” Severus whispered, staring into his captivating green eyes.

Harry licked his lips, not able to look away from him. “So you really don’t hate me?” he asked, remembering his professor’s statement from earlier.

Severus smiled and shook his head. “No, I really don’t hate you,” he repeated.

“I kissed Malfoy,” he blurted out.

Severus chuckled, glancing over at the blond. “Yes, I’m well aware of that,” he said, seeing Draco wink at him.

“And you still don’t hate me?”

“You don’t see any curses flying your way, do you?” he smirked.

Harry smiled, feeling most of the tension leave him. “I don’t hate you either,” he affirmed, turning toward Malfoy. “Or you.”

Draco smiled, before licking his lips. “So, I like you and you like me, you like Severus and Severus likes you, and Severus likes me and I like Severus,” he summed up.

“That sounds about right,” Harry nodded.

“So what are we to do about this?” Draco asked.

“I don’t know,” Harry sighed, looking over at Snape.

Severus smiled, leaning in closer and stopping just before his lips touched Potter’s. “Potter, do you want me?” he inquired.

Harry gulped, glancing down at his mouth. “Yes,” he whispered.

“Do you want me?” Draco asked, gliding his hand over Potter’s arm, noticing his body shiver from the touch.

Harry took a deep breath, turning to stare at Malfoy. “Yes,” he whispered again.

Severus turned Potter’s head back around and leaned in, finally meeting the boy’s lips with his. Harry gasped in surprise, realizing his professor was kissing him. After the initial shock wore off, he smiled and closed his eyes, rolling on his side and pushing himself closer, wanting to be more comfortable kissing him.

Draco licked his lips, watching them kiss beside him. His cock had already been growing since earlier, but now it was fully erect, waiting to be touched. He gulped when he saw Severus glide his tongue along Potter’s lips and seeing the boy open his mouth a second later to accept it.

He ran his hand over Potter’s arm again, sliding closer behind him. He then pressed his body up against the boy’s back, kissing the nape of his neck.

Harry moaned from the sensitive touches, while he continued to play with Snape’s tongue inside his mouth. It wasn’t until a few seconds later when he noticed his legs were suddenly entwined with his professor’s.

Draco moved his hand away from Potter’s arm and toward the front, slipping it underneath the boy’s shirt and roaming around his bare chest. He leaned forward a little more, making contact with the side of his neck and sucking on it.

Severus opened his eyes while still kissing Potter, noticing Draco kissing the boy’s neck. He moaned, aroused by the sight, and reached out, wrapping his arm around both boys and hugging them close.

Draco lightly scratched his fingernails along Potter’s chest, moving his kisses further up his neck and along his jaw line. Severus slowly kissed away from Potter’s lips, meeting Draco’s mouth a few seconds later.

While catching his breath, Harry stared affectionately at the two Slytherins kissing in front of him. He smiled when he saw how close Snape’s neck was to him. He leaned in and began sucking on the targeted area, hearing the man groan in pleasure.

After another minute, Severus lowered his mouth to Draco’s neck, mimicking Potter’s movements. Draco tilted his head back, moaning from the sensation, as his hand played with one of Potter’s nipples, feeling it suddenly harden under his touch.

Harry gasped, backing away from Snape’s neck and staring at Malfoy. Malfoy turned his head slightly and smiled at him, while Snape continued to nibble on his neck. Harry returned the blond’s smile, before leaning in and kissing him.

Severus soon backed away when he saw Draco slowly push Potter back on the bed, deepening their kiss. Severus slid his hand down to the hem of Potter’s shirt and slowly began to lift it, examining his movements to see if he wanted him to stop. Seeing no drawbacks, he continued pulling his shirt up, smiling when he saw how fit the boy was.

Draco released his lips from Potter’s and looked over at Severus, allowing him to finish taking off his shirt. Dropping his shirt to the floor, Severus licked his lips, hungrily staring at the boy’s naked chest. Draco’s hand was still caressing his skin, soon moving its way over to the other nipple to tease.

Severus smiled, knowing Potter still wanted to continue, and leaned forward, covering his mouth over the stiff pink nub that had already been teased by Draco. Draco soon leaned in and kissed Potter’s chest, trailing his kisses up his neck and over to his ear, smiling at his whimpers.

Harry closed his eyes and tilted his head back, moaning at the touches on both his nipples and the warm breath entering his ear. He could feel his cock throbbing in pain, desperately asking to be touched. He gasped when Snape reached down and rubbed it in his pants, happy that he understood his need.

“If you want to stop, just tell us,” Draco suddenly whispered in his ear.

Harry nodded, releasing another moan and thrusting his hips up, needing more contact. Taking the hint, Severus quickly unbuttoned Potter’s pants and slipped his hand inside, hearing his satisfied sigh when he touched him for the very first time.

Draco smiled when he heard Potter’s sigh, connecting with his lips once again. He slowly lowered his hand down the boy’s body, meeting Severus’ hand that was already stroking Potter’s cock. When their hands touched, Severus removed his hand and trailed it up the boy’s stomach, allowing Draco to continue where he left off.

Harry gasped when he felt a new hand touch his swollen cock. He arched his back, not sure how much more he could take. The sensations of both their hands and mouths moving over his body were too empowering.

Severus gently tugged on Potter’s nipple with his teeth, hearing Potter suddenly cry out. He quickly released the sensitive pink nub and began kissing down his naked chest, aware of how close Potter was getting.

“Oh fuck,” Harry groaned, his heart beating faster.

Draco quickly paused in his movement, noticing himself that Potter was on the verge of his climax. Not wanting him to release just yet, he released the boy’s trembling cock, slowly moving his hand lightly up his stomach.

“Please,” Harry suddenly begged, thrusting his hips up.

“Not yet, Potter,” Severus softly whispered, glancing over at Draco.

Draco smiled and backed away from Potter, giving his professor more room. As soon as he saw Severus pull off Potter’s pants and straddle his legs, he went to his knees and moved behind him, slowly removing his shirt.

Harry watched in awe as Malfoy took off their professor’s shirt, his cock again painfully throbbing for its release. He licked his lips when he stared up at Snape’s naked chest, still in disbelief with what was happening.

Draco gently roamed his hands over Severus’ bare back and chest, biting his shoulders and neck affectionately as he did. He glanced down at Potter every once in a while, smiling at the lust-filled green eyes that were staring up at him when they weren’t on their professor.

Severus stared intently at the boy beneath him, firmly running his hands down his chest. He would teasingly stop just before touching his cock and then move them back up, knowing how much it frustrated him. He licked his lips, watching Potter squirm and bite on his lower lip as he tried to keep himself under control.

“Please,” Harry finally whimpered, tightly grasping the bed sheets in his hands.

“Please what?” Severus smirked, moving his hands back down.

Harry’s body trembled in anticipation, feeling his movement go back down. He gritted his teeth and stared at his hands, hoping they would finally continue downward. “Fuck,” he cried out in irritation when they again moved back up.

Draco had stopped all actions and was now kneeling next to Severus, enthralled by the sight of his hands moving over Potter’s body. He was so aroused by Potter’s swollen cock pulsing in front of him, demanding to be touched, and licked his lips when he saw some of his pre-juices begin to leak out. “Severus,” he suddenly moaned, wanting to touch it probably as bad as Potter wanting it to be touched.

Severus turned his head to the side, seeing the predatory look in Draco’s eyes. He then looked down, noticing the very visible erection in the boy’s own pants. “Take off your clothes, Draco,” he softly commanded.

Draco smiled and hurriedly undressed, never taking his eyes off Potter’s stiff cock. As soon as he was naked, he eagerly looked over at Severus, wondering what was going to happen next.

Severus eyed Draco’s naked body and smiled, before looking down at Potter. He licked his lips, realizing how truly lucky he was in that moment. “Silencing spell,” he told Draco, his gaze never leaving Potter, as he hastily unbuttoned his pants and slid them off.

Draco quickly jumped off the bed, grabbing his wand from the dresser. After casting the spell, he returned to the bed on his knees, silently watching Severus kiss Potter again as he slowly rubbed their erections together. He lowered his hand to his own cock and began to stroke it, not able to take his eyes off them.

Harry moaned, wrapping his arms around Snape and pulling him closer so his warm bare chest touched his. “Snape,” he whimpered, running his fingernails along the man’s back.

“Potter,” Severus murmured, moving a little faster against him.

“Give me more,” Harry suddenly pleaded. “Oh please, give me more.”

“Fuck, you don’t know how much I want to take you right now,” he panted, glancing over at Draco and licking his lips when he saw the boy playing with himself.

“Oh gods, please do it,” Harry cried out.

Severus pressed his mouth firmly against Potter’s, slowing his movements below. He wanted to take the boy so badly, but knew Potter wasn’t ready. Besides, Draco wasn’t lying about his size. If Potter was still a virgin, which he most likely believed he was (at least when it came to males), then he would definitely need to be gentle with him, which he honestly couldn’t do in the state he was in.

He backed away a few moments later, breathing hard and staring down at him. Potter stared up at him in confusion, uncertain why he stopped. “Don’t think I don’t want to,” he smirked, glancing over at Draco and motioning for him to come closer. “But we both know you’re not ready for that tonight,” he continued, returning his attention to Potter.

Harry sighed, relieved to hear him say that. It was true he wasn’t ready, but everything was happening so fast that he didn’t know if he would have been able to stop. “Thank you,” he softly said, his cheeks reddening a bit.

Severus smiled and leaned down, giving him a gentle kiss on his lips. He then lifted up a little, feeling the boy’s warm breath graze his lips. “However, you should know we’re not done yet,” he smirked, hearing Potter’s breath hitch in response to that statement.

When Severus sat back up, he turned his head to the side, noticing Draco patiently waiting on his knees beside them. He leaned over and gave the blond a long deep kiss, moaning from the action. “Taste it,” he then quietly demanded, backing away from his mouth.

Draco’s face lit up as he quickly returned his attention to Potter’s cock. He glanced over at Potter and smiled, before bending over and taking his throbbing desire into his mouth.

“Fuck,” Harry gasped, feeling the warm wet chamber close around him.

Draco skillfully maneuvered his mouth over the stiff member, making sure to leave no part untouched. He trailed his tongue underneath the base and then allowed it to linger at the head, lapping at the boy’s warm juices that continued to seep out.

“Oh Malfoy, don’t stop,” Harry panted, tangling his hands in the boy’s blond hair.

Draco moaned, feeling his own cock now painfully demanding attention. He opened his eyes and looked around, curious to see where Severus went. His eyes widened when he suddenly felt a slick finger enter him from behind.

He closed his eyes and hummed in pleasure, realizing how that must be affecting Potter. He smiled to himself when he heard the boy gasp and cry out his name, his breaths becoming shakier.

Severus slipped in a second finger, stretching Draco as much as he could, feeling very aroused from watching him suck off Potter. He licked his lips when he saw Potter tilt his head back and close his eyes, knowing he was almost there. He hurriedly slipped in a third finger, needing to take Draco soon and hard.

Harry tightened his grasp in Malfoy’s hair, his release right on the surface. “Malfoy, I have to come,” he warned, his body trembling. “I have to come.”

Draco picked up his pace, sucking him faster. When he felt his cock spasm, he sucked the head one last time and smiled when Potter released a second later. He greedily swallowed him down, sucking his swollen cock until it was completely spent.

When he released Potter’s cock, he let out a loud groan, feeling Severus’ fingers pushing against his prostate. “Severus,” he gasped, closing his eyes and shaking his head from the sensation.

Harry silently watched them in fascination, while he tried to catch his breath. He first studied Malfoy’s face, seeing the pure bliss rush over him, and then Snape, who seemed determined to keep it there.

“I need you now, Severus,” Draco urged, pushing back against him.

Severus removed his fingers from the newly stretched hole, positioning his well-coated cock against the opening. He slowly pushed inside, feeling the boy’s tight cavity take him further in. “Oh fuck,” he gasped.

“Yes,” Draco hissed, when he felt his cock enter inside. “Oh yes, Severus,” he called out.

Harry licked his lips, watching Snape thrust into Malfoy. Sure he had seen them do it before, but it was definitely a different experience when he was merely inches away from them instead of a few feet. “Sweet Merlin,” he softly whispered, not able to take his eyes off them.

Draco opened his eyes and smiled down at him, understanding his statement. He then let out a low hiss when Severus began moving a little faster. He continued to stare down at Potter, feeling a stronger sensation course through his body than ever before.

Although his cock was lifeless, Harry’s breaths became heavier and he could feel his heart speeding up again, when he heard the low pants of Malfoy. He quickly shot up and seized the boy’s lips, no longer able to hold in his lust.

Draco moaned, closing his eyes and pressing his mouth harder on Potter’s. Their kiss intensified as Severus continued to move within. “Fuck,” Draco gasped a few seconds later, needing to catch his breath.

Harry quickly looked over at Snape, noticing the man’s own breaths were becoming more erratic. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he was coming inside Malfoy. He returned his attention to the blond, noticing he had his eyes closed again and was tilting his head back more.

He scanned the Slytherin’s body, licking his lips when he saw his very stiff erection. He quickly reached out and grabbed it in his hand, stroking him steadily.

Draco gasped in shock, opening his eyes and lowering his head until his eyes met green. His breaths were shaky, feeling his release getting closer. He continued to stare into Potter’s eyes, enjoying the passion he found there. He then released another gasp when Severus slammed a bit harder into him. “Fuck,” he growled, tightening his grasp on the sheets already in his hands.

Harry stroked him faster, watching Snape move faster himself. He knew Malfoy was almost there and kept up his rhythm, wanting to make sure he was completely satisfied. “You want to come, Malfoy?” he whispered, watching Malfoy continue to pant.

“Yes,” Draco unevenly said, tightly closing his eyes from the rush coursing through his body. “Oh gods yes,” he gasped.

“Oh Merlin,” Severus groaned, feeling the boy’s tightness clench around him. “Can’t… hold on…much longer,” he warned, pumping into him faster.

“Severus,” Draco moaned, gripping the sheets tighter.

“Malfoy,” Harry whispered in his ear when he leaned up to nibble on it, still firmly moving his hand along the blond’s throbbing cock.

“Potter,” Draco whimpered, realizing how close he was.

“Draco,” Severus gritted his teeth, holding the boy’s waist a little tighter so he could steady himself.

Draco opened his eyes and stared at Potter, wanting to see his face when he came. His body began to involuntary shake and he could feel his cock tense in Potter’s grip. “I gotta come,” he panted. “Fuck, I gotta come.”

Harry quickly returned to his mouth, feeling a great desire to kiss him while he came. A few moments later, he caught Malfoy’s gasp inside his mouth, his warm release coating his hand. Feeling Draco’s reflex from his climax, Severus couldn’t take it anymore, and soon was filling Draco with his own seed.

Once he was completely empty, Severus lay on the bed next to Potter and closed his eyes, trying to regain his breath. Draco lay down on the other side of Potter, trying to do the same, as he stared up at the ceiling and smiled, realizing what they had just done.

“So…” Harry started to say, blushing when he found no words.

Severus opened his eyes and turned toward Potter, smiling when he saw the boy staring over at him. “So?” he prompted.

Harry blushed some more, glancing down at Snape’s naked figure. He licked his lips, before staring back up at him, noting the amused look on his professor’s face. “Mind if I come visit you more often?” he smirked.

Severus chuckled, leaning over and giving him a firm kiss. “I’d like that,” he said, backing away from the flushed boy.

Draco rolled over on his side, smiling at the two men beside him. “Well, as sad as it is for me to say this, we better get some sleep. Madam Pomfrey will be stopping by some time tomorrow morning.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Severus agreed, turning toward his clock and setting the alarm.

“What are you doing?” Harry asked.

“Making sure you’re on the sofa by the time she comes,” he replied, turning back around and wrapping his arms around the boy in a comforting embrace.

Draco smiled and snuggled up closer to them, wrapping his own arms around them. “Goodnight,” he whispered, closing his eyes.

“Night,” the other two responded, before closing their eyes and allowing sleep to take them.

*****
A/N: Thanks for all your wonderful reviews. Hope you enjoyed this chapter! More will definitely be coming. Harry can't stay a virgin forever you know. :)