Home Wrecker

Title: Home Wrecker
Status/Part: 12/?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: HP/DM, RW/PP, SS/Surprise
Key words: M/M, AU, Sexual Content, Torture, Death

Summary: : Harry and Draco are in a relationship. Draco is duped one day by friends and was lead and kept forcibly away for five years until he makes his way back to Harry.

WARNING: NEW WARNING ADDED: TORTURE and DEATH (no, none of the canon characters. How cruel do you think I am?)

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Beta: Beta:Sorry folks, no beta on this one. If you find glaring mistakes, please let me know and I’ll do my best to edit.


Chapter 12

A tall slender man with brown shoulder length hair crept among the shadows, around the building until he scurried through the doors of the basement in the Shrieking Shack. Keeping to the edge of the room and shadows, he looked at the man in front of him.

If he didn’t know it was Severus, Harry would never have guessed. A green eyed blond with a medium long beard and pug nose stood before him. A high pitched voice reached Harry’s ears.

“Tell me, Mrs. Weasley, where can I find your Uncle Jerome? I need his help.”

Pansy Parkinson Weasley sniffed as a tear ran down her face. She shook her head, refusing to speak. Severus reached over and twisted a dial on the stretcher to which she was firmly attached. Pansy flinched but refused to answer. Harry emerged from the shadows after donning a mask over the infamous scar and half of his face on an angle. An accented voice eased from his mouth.

“My dear, it would be so simple to kill you. I don’t think any of us want that to happen. We just need to speak with Jerome. Tell us and you may go home to your husband and lovers. I only need to contact Jerome.”

Pansy kept her silence, trying to figure a way out. Severus started over to the table only to be stopped by Harry’s hand. A wave of his wand had Pansy tied like a hog on a spit and turning slowly. A wave from Severus and there was a burning “fire” under her. The two men knew it wasn’t real, but to the captured witch it felt real enough. They let her spin for a few minutes.

“Ready yet Mrs. Weasley? We just need an address.”

The stubborn female Slytherin remained stoic. Harry opened his cape, removed two extra large round containers. He handed one to Severus while opening his own. Severus tapped the spinning witch with his wand and her clothes disappeared. Each man stood on a side as she rotated and held a tilted container over her. Severus started at her feet and Harry at her head, sprinkling the ingredients over her. The smell finally hit her senses and she finally started crying, begging for her life.

“Just tell us where to find Jerome and you’ll be out of here in minutes.”

Pansy tried watching them as she rotated. Her annoying voice finally found its way through her screaming to beg.

“Stop, please stop. Let me go and I’ll tell you all I know.”

The two men looked at each other. With a wave of a wand each, she stopped spinning and the ‘fire’ was tamped down.

“Speak. The truth or it is going to get very hot.”

Harry couldn’t contain a feral grin as the babbling bitch started. Severus was fully focused on her and her words.

“You can find Uncle Jerome if you go into Knockturn Alley to the lowest point. There is a door in the wall. Open the door and it looks like another wall. Use the same pattern we use in Diagon Alley. The door will open. Go down four flights of stairs. Follow the signs with jackals on them. It will lead you to him.”

The two men looked at each other. Severus started her spinning over the spit again as Harry put up a silencing spell around her. They couldn’t hear her nor she them. They turned away from her and walked back into the shadows.

“Wonderful idea you had there Severus”.

“Thank you Harry. Do you always carry cooking spice around?”

The true brunet laughed. “No, it’s something the kitchen elves asked for and I picked it up for them. You know, we have to obliviate her of this and plant something else?”

Severus frowned. “Really, Mr. Potter? Where would you have learned that from? Hmmm?”

“Have your laugh Snape. You obliviate her, I have the perfect suggestions for her before we send her home. Two birds, one stone.”

They walked back over to Pansy and removed her from the spit. A wave and she was dressed. Harry stood behind the older man as he cast a very complicated obliviate on her; it was just a hair’s breadth from Dark Magick.

When they knew it had taken effect, Harry went to her and began whispering in her ear. He couldn’t tell if the glazed look was from the spells or the suggestions. A wave of his hand and she was sent to her and Ron’s house. Severus looked to Harry who returned the Malfoy smirk to perfection.

“I hope someday to know what you implanted in her brain. It may be evil of me, but I hope it will be embarrassing for her and very noticeable.”

Harry snorted. “Oh, I have no doubt that everyone will notice it. I’m also positive that she’ll be embarrassed. Now, let’s get home and see my Dragon. Can you keep him occupied while I shower her stench off of me?”

Severus lifted an eyebrow. “Do you think you are the only one that dislikes “Pansy’s Perfume”? You grab the guest shower and I’ll take the one by the pool. We can go to him together to talk that way.”

Harry nodded. “Let’s go Severus, Draco is waiting and I can feel retribution in the air and getting closer.”

The two men made it back to Harry and Draco’s. Entering quietly as possible, they both grimaced to see Draco sitting in the foyer in an overstuffed chair. He was tapping a foot on the floor while his arms were crossed in true Snape fashion.

“I can smell her from here. Did she tell you what you needed? Is she dead? Wait, go get your showers. I remember how you two would be after handling something during the war. Severus you still have clothes in the changing room by the pool. They’ve been freshened and are waiting for you.”

Severus nodded before heading off. Harry and Draco stood looking at each other. Draco crooked a finger at Harry.

”You. The guest room as always. Just wear the towel back to our rooms.”

Harry made sure he hurried but was very fastidious in his cleaning. He wrapped the towel around his hips and ran for their room. He slowed at the door, unsure of what awaited him but eager to find out. Opening the door, he closed his eyes, stepped through and closed the door behind him.

“Harry open your eyes and join me. I need you next to me.”

The brunet opened his eyes as a grin covered his face. On the bed before him laid his lover. Draco was only covered in a towel also. When the blond crooked his finger again, Harry wasted no time getting there, deciding on a running dive would get him there faster. Little did he know that in mid-leap the tented towel fell to the floor.

Harry bounced once before pulling Draco into his arms. A long kiss later, Harry came up for air. He’d almost forgotten how his Dragon could make him sweat and yearn for more with just a kiss. He could only think of one thing to say.

“Merlin’s balls Draco. I don’t know what part of your body I missed more. I can’t decide between that wicked tongue and that dick of yours filling me.”

The blond froze totally. Harry looked into his eyes before going on.

“Draco, come back to me. Dragon, listen to me. Repeat what I said. They are just parts of your body I missed. If you never kiss me or fuck me again, I won’t be too sad as long as I have you beside me, holding me, laughing with and at me. I’ve missed you and I’m just so happy you’re here now.”

The long almost-white eyelashes closed over pale eyes. A deep breath later and the sparkling eyes returned Harry’s watchful stare.

“I’m sorry Harry. I was just used so much I’m still having a hard time consciously remembering us. I’m getting better though, I promise.”

The former Gryffindor brushed his fingers along a cheek and down to the blond’s neck. Draco turned and arched into Harry, seeking another kiss. This time it was Draco’s eyes that were glazed when it ended.

The smaller man wrapped his arms and legs around his lover and with returning strength, rolled them so Harry lay on top of him. Harry could feel the blond tremble pulling answering trembles in him. He placed slow teasing nips on Draco’s lips before moving to his jawline and over to his ear.

“You know, don’t you, that when you are given the all clear from Poppy, we won’t be leaving this room for a while? First reason will be because we are exhausted. The other reason is we’ll both be too sore to walk or we will walk funny. I can’t wait to make love with you again.”

Harry moved so he was supporting his weight on his hands and knees over his lover before leaning in and snogging Draco senseless. When they came up for air, Harry just had to add as he slowly rubbed along Draco’s body.

“I’d love to stay here with you, seeing how long we could last, but that would exhaust you and we still have to answer your questions. It’s out of bed for us and down to see your godfather. We have things to work on and catch you up on what’s been done.”

Harry leaned down and licked across the blond’s lips before springing from the bed. He leaned over and pulled a very frustrated Draco from the bed. Both men eyed each other up and down before moving back together. Harry refused to do more than just hold Draco and the blond was making it difficult with his movements. The brunet knew exactly how to stop the blond and with a firm hand on the blond’s crying member, Draco stilled.

“Draco, please. We need to wait for just a bit. I promise you, no one wants to make love to you like I do. We just need to give your body time. Let’s talk to Severus, have dinner and afterwards, who knows what will happen.”

Draco snarled, speaking with a sharp edge to his voice.

“Damn right we’re going to afterwards. I’ve waited too frickin’ long for this. Don’t you think I know what my body can and can’t handle? You know Potter, you better be damn glad I’m agreeing to this or I’d push your arse back on that bed and bugger myself silly on you just for good measure.”

The brunet hugged him tighter, kissing his cheek and resting his head on the blond’s shoulders.

“I know Dragon and you have no idea what your words do to me. I can barely wait either.”

Arms wrapped around each other tighter as they stood there, letting their bodies touch skin to skin, becoming familiar with each other again. Finally, Harry waved a hand and both of them were clothed in their robes.

“Let’s find Severus and discuss what we’ve found and any ideas for a solution.”

Wanting to conserve Draco’s strength, Harry apparated them to the ‘War Room’. Neither were surprised to find Severus there enjoying a cup of tea in front of the fire. Harry led Draco to the sofa to sit him between the two. Leaning forward, the former Gryffindor sat back up with a goblet of pumpkin juice for Draco and a cup of tea for himself.

Draco leaned over, rested his head on Severus’ shoulder as he reached over for Harry’s free hand. Feeling secure between his lover on one side and his godfather on the other, he found the courage to start asking questions.

“Which one is going to tell me what you did to that bitch tonight? Why did I smell her on you?”

The two brunets looked at each other over Draco’s head. Neither wanted to tell him what they had done to his former friend. Draco finally realized why they were hesitating.

“You two can relax. She is no longer a friend of mine, nor has she been for the past five years. I dealt with the betrayal of those two and trust me, revenge will be sweet. Now, tell me. I need a good laugh.”

Harry nodded to the older brunet who began with luring her to the Shrieking Shack, then to the questioning and then to the spit. The blond’s eyebrows rose when he mentioned Harry’s spices.

“As to where Harry deposited her and what suggestions he implanted after obliviating her, we will have to glean that information from your husband.”

Draco shifted, moved his and Harry’s hands up the brunet’s thigh stopping just short of the brunet’s awakening package.

“Tell me.”

Harry knew when to give in. It was a familiar tactic from his blond. He knew his Dragon would not stop until he had his answers, it wouldn’t matter to him if Severus was there or not.

“Let’s see. I spoke to her so she understood in minute detail. Let’s just say after tonight she’ll no longer be unfaithful to Ron, she’ll be bowlegged and sore in every orifice she has and she will be taking care of Jerome for us too. If we hurry, we can catch the next to last show, get the information we need from him and be back here in time to read the details on the front page in the morning.”

The two Slytherins stood and waited for Harry. He conjured non-descript cloaks with deep hoods to cover their faces. Harry stepped in front of Draco, pulling him in flush against him. His other arm wrapped around the dark Slytherin. A smile was on his lips as he apparated them to the place he’d instructed Pansy to go to after reaching her home earlier. He grinned knowing he’d be able to track her to her location and not have to make Draco traverse through Knockturn Alley.

Sudden sharp gasps reached his ears. Harry felt Draco begin to tremble. Without waving a wand or hand, he cast a privacy bubble around them so they could see and hear outside of it, but they were not seen or heard. To be on the safe side, he cast a Notice Me Not Spell on the bubble. He held Draco closer and kissed his lips before whispering.

“Easy Dragon. I’m here and so is Severus. Nothing or no one can touch you but us and we both love you. Now open your eyes and see what I’ve started.”

The blond responded to the strength surrounding him. His death grip on Harry eased up. He turned his head, looking around. Another gasp was heard from him and Severus. Harry just smirked.

“I don’t fucking believe it. Harry, what did you do?”

An evil laugh erupted from the former Gryffindor.

“Let’s just say I ‘infused’ her with some natural aphrodisiacs and sent her to Jerome. Her scent is acting on both of them. To put it crudely, the pole will wear out before the hole. We’ll have to stop them soon with a body bind to get the information we need from him before we let them finish.”

All three became voyeurs as they watched Jerome fuck Pansy with all the strength he had. They watched as Pansy begged for more even as she peaked. It finally occurred to the three that Jerome wasn’t getting his satisfaction. The Slytherins looked at Harry who just snorted and waved a hand. Both fornicators froze in mid thrust. Still concealed, Harry walked over to them. With a falsetto voice, he asked several questions. His face darkened as he heard the answers. He returned to his lover and friend with his eyes narrowed. Another hand movement and the other two were back to rutting furiously.

Harry used his skills of legilimency on the two, adding false memories as he went. Pansy saw Ron drilling her and Jerome saw his fantasy under him, screaming another’s name. Harry ‘saw’ the determination in Jerome’s mind to make her scream his name. Harry removed himself and let them see the real person they were with. Pansy moaned, begging Jerome for more as he tried his best to satisfy them both.

Harry decided enough was enough. As Pansy climaxed again, the brunet lifted the herbal influence from Jerome. With rapt attention, the three in the bubble watched as the man slammed into her twice, pushing her head into the headboard. A groan later and all the muscles in the man’s body contracted as he violently filled her with his essence. Pansy cried out as she felt the hot fluids coat her over used channel. A final moan from the man and he stilled completely.

All three watched as he collapsed on Pansy as she began coming down from her climax. She ran her hands up and down his back expecting him to move or kiss her. Confusion graced her face when he didn’t respond, not even with a snore as if he had fallen asleep. She kept coaxing him to move, but received no response. With a scream, she realized she had literally fucked Jerome to death and he was stuck on top of her.

Harry with an evil laugh he let Pansy hear, apparated the three of them home, leaving her there to her fate.

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