Windows of the Soul

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.

Author's Notes: This story ignores HBP and DH; it starts the beginning of the summer before Harry’s seventh year. Thank you to my beta Sometimeselkie for all her hard work

Chapter 11 –

Severus and Elli both jumped back in surprise at the unexpected interruption. Severus glared at the three people in the doorway.

“We were not shouting at each other. We were just having a lively discussion,” he sneered.

Harry sniggered at that. “If you were any more lively, we would be pulling you two apart.”

Severus glared at him.

Remus looked over at his daughter. She had been quiet all the while they had been talking. She was facing them, but her face was pointing down. He walked over to her and put his fingers gently under her chin, tipping her face up towards his. “Are you okay, love? You look upset.”

“No, I’m fine, Papa. Tatko and I were just having a slight disagreement.”

Remus looked over at his lover. “What about?”

“My place in this war. The fact that I won’t hide away, while you, Tatko, and Harry risk your lives day in and out.” She and Draco had both heard the whispers and the quiet conversations that were stopped as soon as they were seen. Harry’s frequent visits to Grimmauld Place. Her Papa receiving strange owls at all times of the day or night.

She knew that Severus had been called a couple of time since the attack, Voldemort making his Dark Mark burn until Severus was given a Dreamless Sleep potion to combat the agony he was in. Elli didn’t want her Papa to go through the nightmare of, watching his lover in pain and not being able to do anything about it again.

Remus stared at the determined look on Elli’s face. “We just want to keep you safe, love. I only just found you; I don’t want to lose you now.” Putting his arms around Elli and hugging her, he felt her arms go around him, returning the hug.

Draco stood beside Harry watching the interaction between Remus, Severus and Elli. He knew how Elli felt. While the others took risks and tried to find ways to defeat the Dark Lord, he and Elli were shut away, safe. It wasn’t fair. They both deserved a chance to help.

Draco had read the Daily Prophet, and had told Elli all about the minor attacks that had been happening. They both knew what was happening, and his Harry was in the middle of it.

Voldemort seemed to be stepping up his campaign with a few small attacks against wizard towns - lots of damage, but not many casualties, thank Merlin.

He stood and watched in silence as Remus held Elli whilst talking quietly to both her and Severus. Harry also stood watching and listening. Draco put his hand on Harry’s shoulder; Harry turned his head to look at Draco.

Draco whispered, “I’m going to go to our rooms and lay down before dinner.”

Harry nodded. “Okay, Dray. I’ll be there in a little while.” He watched as his lover left the room and quietly shut the door.

Harry knew what Severus and Elli had been arguing about. He had looked out of his window of his new rooms, which overlooked the lake. One could see the edge of the forest where it met the lake. He had seen Elli meeting someone and he had a fair idea of who it had been. He was not happy about it, but who was he to moan about anyone’s choice of boyfriend?

He would speak to Elli later, after she cooled down. He would tell her that he didn’t like her “friend”, but for her sake he would try to be pleasant.

He decided that he needed his boyfriend, so he left the room and quickly made his way to his rooms.

Harry entered his rooms very quietly, making sure not to make any loud noises, casting silencing and locking spells at the door. He wanted to surprise Draco. He found his boyfriend lying on their bed in his boxers face first, fast asleep. He looked so sweet lying there that Harry had a moment of doubt about what he was about to do. Then Draco whimpered in his sleep and Harry quickly brushed it away.

Quietly and quickly moving to the bed, Harry laid down beside his boyfriend. He ran his fingertips over the back of Draco’s legs and continued up over the silk-clad cheeks and traced patterns on his back to his hair-covered neck. He let his hands delve into the soft strands of Draco’s hair and ran them through it. He smiled as Draco moaned and moved towards his hands.

Harry leant down and carefully placed his lips against Draco’s in a gentle, teasing kiss. Suddenly Harry was on his back, being furiously kissed. Harry tried to pull his boyfriend’s body closer to his, but Draco grabbed both of his hands and held them above his head. Harry looked up at Draco’s face and he could see a smirk. With his free hand, Draco reached for his wand under his pillow. With a swish and barely muttered words, they were both naked. Harry was whimpering and trying to get closer, but Draco wouldn’t allow him to.

“You didn’t think I would let you to get away with trying to tease me awake did you, Potter?” With that, he bent down and suckled Harry’s nipple. Raising his eyes to Harry’s, he gently bit the sensitive nub. Harry screamed and arched his back to get closer to the pleasure.

Draco chuckled and with another whispered spell, Harry’s hands and feet were bound to the bed and Draco was heading down his body with little licks and nibbles. By the time he had arrived at his destination, Harry was writhing and nearly incoherent. Draco smiled and leant forward. He blew very slowly onto Harry’s erect cock and then watched as Harry arched upwards, twisting his hands and feet in the restraints.

Draco stroked Harry’s inner thigh. “Ssshhh, Harry. It’s okay.” Muttering soothingly, Harry seemed to calm down until Draco put his hands on Harry’s thighs and swallowed his swollen cock in one motion.

Harry screamed.

Draco sucked.

Harry begged.

Draco gave in.

With a pop, he released Harry’s cock and reached over and grabbed the lube. He squirted some into his hand and onto his fingers. He looked at Harry and gently inserted a finger in his tight arse. Harry hissed. Draco twisted the finger and moved it. In and out a couple of times then inserted another, bending them slightly until he felt Harry’s prostate. When he felt Harry jump and heard another hiss he quickly inserted a third, slowly moving them. Harry hissed at him.

“For fuck’s sake, Draco, more...more now.”

Draco chuckled and Harry lost all thought as Draco grabbed his hips, aligned his own swollen cock to his hole and, looking him in the eyes, thrust all the way home.

Harry hissed as he felt the burning of Draco’s entry. It wasn’t that it was that bad; a little pain could be really good. He loved the full feeling that he had whenever Draco took him, and now wasn’t any different. He didn’t need to tell Draco to move - he already was. It was like Draco knew Harry inside and out, what he liked and didn’t like.

Draco was holding Harry’s hips with tightening fingers and thrusting into him with hard strokes, pushing Harry closer to the edge. Draco could tell Harry was close as Harry hissed more the closer he got to orgasm. It didn’t hurt that Parseltongue was fucking sexy and helped hurl Draco nearer too.

Harry felt his orgasm rush through him, as he came all over his stomach and chest; Draco managed three more thrusts until the tightening of Harry’s tight passage had sent him over the edge, pulsing into that tight hole. Draco pulled himself out of his boyfriend, who was still gasping on the bed, and reached for his wand. A quick Cleaning Charm later and Harry’s restraints were removed. Both boys snuggled up together under the blankets, falling asleep quickly.