Bonds by the Book

Bonds by the Book

Chapter 11

Harry woke up slowly, rubbing his eyes sleepily. Looking at the curtains surrounding his bed, he was a little surprised to see that he was actually in his own room for once. Then he rolled over, or tried to. An arm thrown across his chest and a leg thrown across his legs weighted him down. That wasn’t really all that surprising considering he had awakened many a morning in such a manner. No, the surprising part came in because the arm was to his left and the leg was to his right.

Harry slowly rolled his head to the left and saw Lucius’ sleeping face. ‘Draco’s got to be on the other side,’ he thought, rolling his head accordingly. ‘Yep.’ He tried to wiggle out from underneath the appendages without waking Lucius and Draco, but that didn’t go so well.

Lucius tightened the arm around Harry, waking up much more quickly than the brunette had. He smirked when he saw Harry trying to wriggle out from underneath his arm. Just to get a rise from the hapless brunette, Lucius cast a cleaning charm over the bed’s occupants, and snickered when Harry froze completely still.

“Good morning, lovely,” growled Lucius, licking slowly around the shell of Harry’s ear.

“Morning, Luc. Ah, when did you get here?” asked Harry, shivering with every caress to his sensitive ear.

“Don’t really know. Couldn’t sleep without you,” said Lucius, now nibbling on the sensitive earlobe.

Harry turned to Lucius, intent on continuing the conversation, but Lucius immediately took advantage of the movement by capturing the pink lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Harry moaned into the kiss and tried to move closer, but was still pinned in place by Draco’s leg.

The leg pinning Harry down moved suddenly and a warm hand caressed down his back and across the cheeks of his arse. Slick fingers were then pressed into the tight pucker, stretching him and rubbing his prostate relentlessly.

Draco removed his fingers from the tight orifice, slathered his cock with lubricant, and pushed in slowly. Hearing Harry’s pleas of “Please, Draco. More.” urged him to quicken his thrusts.

Lucius kissed his way down Harry’s body, stopping to nip at the pretty nipples, until he reached the enticing navel with the snake-shaped hoop drawing his attention. Licking and tugging at the hoop, Lucius delighted in the cries, moans, and pleas of his emerald-eyed lover. He traveled lower to the weeping shaft and swallowed down to the base.

Harry was lost in a haze of intense pleasure. Every thrust Draco made hit his prostate with relentless force and the heat of Lucius’ mouth around his pulsing shaft drove him closer to the edge. Draco suddenly thrust one last time and spilled his seed deep within. Before he could go over the edge as well, Lucius pulled off his cock with one last lick.

“Luc, please don’t leave me like this,” wailed Harry frantically, almost to the point of tears.

“Shhh, love. I’m not going to leave you,” said Lucius, pulling Harry away from Draco, rolling on top of him, and settling between the spread thighs. He thrust into Harry with one quick jab, pulling the slender legs to lock around his waist.

“God, Luc, more… faster… harder… deeper… please,” cried Harry arching up to meet every downward thrust. He wrapped a hand in the long blonde hair and pulled Lucius down for a deep, tongue-tangling kiss. The next thrust hitting his sweet spot, finally threw him over the edge. He arched with a scream, coming all over their stomachs.

“Yess, love,” said Lucius, thrusting twice more and releasing his seed into the rippling channel. He pulled out carefully and pulled Harry into his side trying to catch his breath.

“Now that we’ve had our fix of the day, I say we get up and take a shower. Harry and I do have to return to school today,” said Draco, making Harry jump. He’d forgotten Draco was still there.

“That reminds me. This separation isn’t going to affect the soul bond, is it?” asked Harry, climbing from the bed and heading towards the loo.

“It will, but it will affect mostly me because you will still had Draco there to sustain the bond,” said Lucius quietly. “Dumbledore will be giving the two of you your own room. He has also given me permission to visit twice a week until graduation. All holidays are spent here.”

“We only have one more holiday break and we still have five months until graduation,” said Harry miserably. He really had gotten used to having both Malfoys around.

“I’m starting to feel left out,” said Draco, pouting at Harry.

“Poor Draco. You wanna shower with me?” cooed Harry sympathetically, before grinning and running into the bathroom. Draco jumped off the bed and raced after the brunette. Lucius just shook his head in amusement and left the room. He still had a lot of business to take care of.

*****

Harry stood on Platform 9 ¾, tapping his foot impatiently. He’d already loaded his trunk onto the train, and was now waiting for Lucius and Draco to finish their conversation. He held Danger, cuddling him close, and looked around the bustling station. He’d seen several of his seventh year classmates already, but no sign of Ron or Hermione.

Harry jumped slightly when a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and a chin rested on his shoulder. “I don’t wanna go back to school,” said Draco, pouting slightly.

“I know what you mean,” sighed Harry, leaning into the embrace.

“Harry!” shouted a voice from behind them. Harry turned around to see Hermione running towards him with Ron lagging a good distance behind. She rushed right up to him, completely ignoring the fact that Draco had yet to let go of him, and pulled him into a hug. She smirked slightly when Draco sneered at her and stepped back. “How was your Christmas? I wish I could have spent Christmas Day with you. Did you spend any time at the Burrow?”

“One question at a time, Hermione,” said Harry, laughing at his friend’s excitement. “I had a great Christmas. In fact, you almost smothered my Christmas present to myself. Say hello to Danger.” Harry held up the kitten that was hissing in indignation, petting down his back soothingly.

“Oh how cute. You named your kneazle Danger?” asked Hermione, cooing at the purring kitten.

“He likes his name. Yes, I did spend part of Christmas Day at the Burrow,” said Harry, conveniently leaving out what had happened during the visit.

“Well how did that go? I can’t believe the Malfoys would let you go off alone already,” said Hermione.

“I didn’t go alone,” mumbled Harry, watching the blush rise on Ron’s cheeks.

“The Malfoys actually went with you? I want details. I know that encounter didn’t go flawlessly,” said Hermione, rubbing her hands in anticipation.

“Can we continue this scintillating conversation on the train? After all, it is almost time to leave,” drawled Draco, slinging an arm across Harry’s shoulders and guiding him towards the train.

“Possessive much?” asked Harry teasingly.

“I’m a Malfoy. What did you expect? We don’t share,” said Draco arrogantly.

“Uh huh. So how did I end up with two Malfoys? Is that you don’t share at all, or that you don’t share with outsiders?” asked Harry musingly.

“In your case, it’s obviously sharing with outsiders that’s prohibited. Usually, though, we don’t share with anybody. You’re just special,” said Draco.

“Isn’t that always the case? The laws of the universe have a way of completely ignoring me,” said Harry, pouting slightly.

*****

“You should have been there, Hermione. It was awful,” ranted Ron, telling his version of Christmas Day. “They weren’t even there five minutes and Ginny ran crying from the room. I asked them what they’d done to my sister, and mum drags me from the room by my ear. The only decent part of the day was during dinner and opening gifts. It was kinda funny, though, to see the Malfoys wearing one of mum’s jumpers.”

“I can’t believe Harry actually managed to convince the Malfoys to go with him to the Burrow,” said Hermione. “Though that scene we came upon on the station does give credence to that suggestion.”

“I swear, the entire time Harry was there, he had at least one blonde attached to the hip. You should have seen the way they glared at anyone who hugged, or even touched Harry. Everyone except mum, that is,” said Ron petulantly.

“Possessive lot, aren’t they?” she asked teasingly.

*****

“Mr. Potter? Mr. Malfoy? I need to see you after dinner, if you will,” said Dumbledore, smiling at the two boys. “The password is ‘Licorice Wand.’”

“Yes, sir,” they said, continuing to their respective tables.

Harry sat at the Gryffindor table silently. Not two seconds later, several people accosted him, asking why he had walked in with Draco Malfoy of all people. Only his close friends knew the real reason for his coma.

“Let him eat in peace. Good grief, people,” said Hermione, sending people back to their seats. “So, Harry, what all did you get for Christmas. besides, Danger, I mean.”

“Well, I got your book, chocolate from Ron, samples from WWW by the twins, a jumper and snacks from mum, this necklace from Luc,” he said, pulling the necklace out for Hermione to see, “and this bracelet from Draco. Beautiful, aren’t they?”

“Yes, they are,” said Hermione loyally.

“Luc? You call Lucius bloody Malfoy Luc?” asked Ron incredulously. “And he lets you?”

“Yes, Ron,” sighed Harry, pushing his food around his plate. He had completely lost his appetite upon returning to school, and he had a feeling it had to do with Ron’s constant criticism of his relationship with the Malfoys.

“Shut up, Ron. Did we not have a discussion about your attitude already?” asked Hermione, noticing Harry’s misery. “Don’t listen to him, Harry. He’s just jealous he doesn’t have two gorgeous blondes at his beck and call.”

“Hermione! They’re not at my beck and call. They are gorgeous, though,” said Harry, grinning at Hermione. With his mood lifted significantly, he finally managed to eat most of the food on his plate. As soon as dinner ended, Harry stepped from the table and headed towards the door.

“Wait! Where are you going, Harry?” called Hermione, rushing to catch up.

“Dumbledore wants to talk to me and Draco,” said Harry.

“Okay. We’ll see you later, then,” said Hermione, pulling Ron out the door with her.

*****

The meeting with Dumbledore was, as expected, to inform them they now had their own room. The new room was located in an unused corridor and was guarded by a portrait of Maladora Grymm. When Harry realized exactly who she was, he muttered ‘Poor Snow White. It’s not her fault she was beautiful.’ After that little comment, Draco had to charm the hag into letting Harry into the room.

The room contained a common room, a bathroom, and for some unknown reason, two bedrooms. Harry and Draco just snickered because they knew only one of those beds would ever get used.

Harry got all of his things ready for class tomorrow, then headed for the shower. By the time he had finished with his shower and dried off, Draco was already in the bed asleep. Having gotten used to sleeping nude, Harry just dropped the towel and climbed into the bed beside Draco, cuddling into his customary position.