The Contract

The Contract: Chapter Twelve – Waking Harry


by rdwind

I don't know if Michael is doing this willingly or not, but at least he is still looking over the chapters before I post them Because if you think there are errors, I assure you that you have no idea! Thank you Mike.

Chapter Twelve – Waking Harry


Severus was sitting in his home in Spinner’s End when a blond head appeared in the grate. “Please Severus, I need your help!”

Looking at his chess opponent for a moment before standing, then inadvertently knocking over the set in his haste, he quickly moved to kneel in front of the fire. “What has happened?”

“Its Harry. He’s unconscious. I got him back up from the garden but he isn’t waking up. I don’t know what to do!” Draco was beside himself with panic.

Remus Lupin looked up in horror. Harry?

“Stand back, I will be through in a moment.” Draco’s head disappeared and Severus stood again, looked at Remus and told him he would be back as soon as possible.

“I’m coming with you. That’s my godson there.”

“Let me assess the situation first. I will return as soon as possible.” Taking a step toward his friend, he clapped him on the shoulder and asked that he wait there. A final look and promise, and with a whoosh, Remus was alone.

Entering Malfoy Manor was the same as it always was. The elegance and beauty of the centuries old home was forgotten when he saw a terrified Draco waiting. “Come on! He’s in my room!”

When they entered, Harry was still laying motionless. Severus withdrew his wand and began casting diagnostic spells. Several minutes later, he turned to Draco. “I can’t find anything wrong with him. What happened?”

“We entered the contract last night, he agreed to be my servant for one year. We consummated that bond…” of course, Draco did not tell Severus the finer details, “this morning we woke, he gave me a blow, and we went to the Gardens for lunch. We ate, began talking, then he just passed out.”

“That’s it, nothing else I need to know about?” Severus’ eyes had the normal shrewd calculating look about them that he always did when dealing with any Malfoy.

Draco faltered for a moment. ’he couldn’t tell Severus about last night. He would never admit that to anyone.’ “No Sir, that’s everything.”

Severus returned to the bed. Pulling back the sheet to see the man that lay there. With a whispered spell, the brunette was completely starkers. His hard cock, finally released, sprang straight up, bouncing once as though a straight tree was bent and then released.

With a bit more visual scrutiny, he once again looked at the man lying there. Perfection was a good word. Harry looked healthy. Until one’s eyes looked at that cock. It stood proudly, purple and engorged, steadily leaking from the tip down the shaft. It looked painful. The balls were swollen and tight as well. It took only a moment to notice that there was no body hair. “Draco, explain this to me.”

When the blonde stood next to his Head of House without speaking, he waited for Draco to look at Harry’s cock and balls. Severus looked at the smaller man. “Have you allowed him to have an orgasm?”

Draco swallowed hard. “I… I’m sorry, I just don’t know, sir. I was a bit preoccupied with my own to notice.” He looked guilty and felt his heart shatter. “Do you think that is what I should do? Make him complete an orgasm?”

“I don’t know Draco. We should call in a Medi-Witch for examination, I think.”

Draco’s eyes were wide. “Can I just try the other first, maybe?”

“Of course, if you and he have entered the contract, he is yours to do with as you please. Or do you want someone else to bring him off?”

“NO!” Draco squeaked, the cleared his throat, “I mean, no, sir! I am sure I can handle it. If he doesn’t respond with the stimulation, I will call St. Mungo’s.” No one would ever touch his Harry if he had any say in it, certainly not in the next year!

“You will do no such thing. The press would have a field day with this. If you need further assistance, you are to contact me and I will contact Madame Pomfrey discreetly. Do you understand?”

Draco nodded. “Oh and Draco, do use lubrication. I would hate for you to hurt him anymore than was absolutely necessary. Quite honestly, his erection seems to be causing him a great deal of pain.” They both turned to look at Harry once more, the purple cock throbbed and twitched slightly under their scrutiny.

“Thank you for coming, if this does not work, I will contact you post haste.” With a nod, Severus Snape left the room.

Draco closed the door and turned to Harry. It was a bit scary to think about what he needed to do. After the way he had hurt Harry the night before, he couldn’t believe he was even considering this. Taking a deep, calming breath, Draco removed his shirt and dropped it on the floor. Toeing his shoes off, he took a step toward the bed, halting for a moment to collect himself.

With shaking hands, he opened his belt, released the button and zip on his trousers and allowed them to fall to the floor. Reaching to his shorts, he pushed them down as well. He knew why he was not in an excited state. He was scared.

Finally, he moved to the side of the bed upon which Harry lay, flat on his back, perfectly still, his cock the only sign of life. Reaching to the nightstand, half hoping that Harry would regain consciousness before he had to pursue this course of action.

His long thin fingers closed around the jar of lubricant he had brewed the week he left school. He was confident in its healing qualities as well as its lasting ability, but his Father had told him he could not use it last night, he could not make it pleasant.

Because Lucius had slammed his cane down on the desk in front of Draco as a way of making his point, Draco agreed to do what was necessary. Now, he would do what was necessary for someone else. Making the decision, he dipped his fingers into the thick liquid and brought them back out. Reaching behind him, he slowly prepared himself. His eyes closed as his own fingers penetrated his untouched hole. Gradually, deeper he pushed, adding one finger after another, until three entered him without pain.

When he finally felt he could take Harry inside of him, his fingers returned to the jar and dipped again into the liquid, this time bringing out enough to coat the weeping cock.

Harry did not move as Draco wrapped his fingers around the thick shaft. Stroking up and down from base to tip, until it was coated with the lubricant. It was with terror that Draco straddled Harry.

With trepidation, he lined up the head to his relaxed hole. Then sunk, slowly, gently onto the head. Pausing to feel pain that did not come, he rose and pushed down a bit more, taking part of the shaft into him. Deeper and deeper the rocking went, Draco making love to Harry in the hopes he would revive without Madame Pomfrey’s assistance.

Draco wanted to take care of Harry. Wanted to have him by his side for the rest of their lives, not just the one year. When Harry was fully sheathed in his tight anus, Draco began to rock. Gently at first, then he turned just a bit and he saw stars. Shuddering, he realized that must have been the prostate. His own cock now fully awake and dripping to the pace that Draco set.

Over and over, Draco ground against Harry. Reaching to his own hardness, he stroked himself in time to Harry’s penetration. It just felt so good. He knew something was coming only seconds before it happened.

Harry’s eyes opened and he screamed his release into Draco who followed immediately. His own seed landing across Harry’s chest. The last thing he knew was falling into Harry’s arms, shuddering and Harry pulsed inside of him.




It was evening when they woke, their chests almost glued together from the dried cum between them. The intensity of the their release still evident. Harry gently brushed the blonde hair away from Draco’s face without thinking of consequences. With a smile, he reached over and kissed his forehead.

Waking slowly, Draco looked into the eyes of his lover. “Harry…” then it occurred to him that Harry was awake. Pulling away from him, they both yelled in pain as they became violently unstuck. Trying to ignore the nerve endings that were currently on fire, he looked at the brunette. “You… you’re awake! Thank Merlin… I was so worried!”

Harry asked him what he was on about. Draco explained about the garden, Harry remembered the conversation.

“I turned you down when you asked me to be inside of you. The next thing I knew was you passing out. I was so scared. I couldn’t wake you.” He was trembling.

Harry sat up and reached for him. Pulling Draco into his arms, he stroked his arm as they lay together. Kissing him on the top of his head before whispering, “Shhh… it’s okay now. I’m fine. I’m sorry I frightened you. Calm down love, tell me what happened.”

“I couldn’t Enervate you, so I finally levitated you up here and got Severus.”

“Snape?”

Draco snorted, “Do you know any other?” Harry shook his head. “Anyway, he came and checked you over. He is the one that thought of it. I was so terrified to do it though. But I didn’t know what else to try. I assumed that it would be okay and it was, oh Harry! It was wonderful!”

“Draco? What was it? What was wonderful?”

“Your cock in my bum! That’s what. You were so hard. Severus suggested that I help you achieve an orgasm as you probably did not get to have one last night, when…” he couldn’t finish the statement of “I tried to break you.”

“So, I used the lubricant I brewed, and prepared myself.” This made Harry look at him in surprise. “I knew I could have just stroked you, but I felt like I deserved to be hurt a bit after hurting you so bad. I am so very sorry for that Harry, please forgive me.”

“Its okay Draco, don’t fret.”

Taking a moment to compose himself, he told Harry about straddling him and how incredible the feeling was. He also admitted that he wanted to repeat the act often.

“But wait. There are so many things we need to talk about. You are supposed to be my Master. Therefore you should be in charge. I was so confused. Of everything I learned, this was not one of them. I don’t know what to do now.”

“Then perhaps, we shall figure it out as we go?”

With a smile, Harry nodded, before suggesting a hot bath and a meal.