All Right Harry

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything he rhe rest of this fic.
A/n: All right I have decided to post a James/Sirius/Remus fic that combines with a Ron/Draco fic and of course I had to but didn’t mean to at first put a Harry/Colin hinting. But really it’s about the first pairs. Ummmmmmm…the combination is really weird and I might end up splitting it into two fics but that would be so much work because the main plot as to do with Draco living with Sirius. Sirius not being dead of course I kinda forgot that fact when I started writing it or I did and I just didn’t care hmm…anyway enjoy

-Bonus chapter-

“Harry this belongs to you,” he handed Harry back the one picture Harry left small and on Colin’s pillow. Harry was a baby his parents they held him Sirius and Remus joined their friends in the photo.

“I gave it to you,” Harry said weakly.

“I love you, Harry keep it,” Colin’s hand shook slightly before Harry took the picture from Colin.

Harry smiled at the picture and tucked it away. “Love you,” Harry agreed. “Why weren’t you at practice?”

“Can we come back?” Ginny called from a distance.

Colin waved them over, “I got my tonsils out see,” Colin showed Harry where his throat was still swollen. “There are magical ways to do it but my parents wnervnervous about them. I’ve been in the hospital wing recovering.”

“I’m so glad you two made up,” Ginny said excitedly. “Because, we have our game against hufflepuff soon.”

Seamus pulled Ginny into his lap, “And all this started because Ron wrote from.” The boys laughed at the stupidity Hermione and Ginny were left confused.

“Did it hurt?” Harry kissed Colin’s throat.

He shuttered, “Yeah, but now I can fit more in my mouth.” Harry’s eyes widened his mouth parted at the thought.

“I can fit more,” Ginny broke the silence.

“No, no,” Ron covered his ears, “la, la, la can’t hear you!”

“Harry,” A blur ran passed the group flopping into Harry’s arms. Harry gasped and tried to pull back, “It was so terrible!”

Colin exchanged a look of disapproval with Ginny’s look of offence. Hermione cleared her throat, “Would you like to share with the group, Cho?”

Harry fidgeted under his former er girlfriend’s weight. Her tears smearing her eye make up on his clothes. “No,” Cho gave them a pleading leave look.

“Yup I’m gone,” Dean stood up Seamus followed bringing Ginny with him.

“Please ‘Mione I have to talk to Harry,” Cho begged and then turned to Ron her lip trembling.

“Ugh!” Ron stood he was defeated, “Come on ‘Mione.”

Hermione glared at Ron. Colin tried to read Harry’s expression. “Hermione,” Ron whimpered she gave in with a fight Colin stood to retreat with them.

“No, no don’t,” Harry chocked out to his best friends.

“Harry,” Cho cried.

“We’ll be right over there,” Ron pointed to were the giant squid was letting people pet him. Harry watched them leave, it annoyed him.

“He b-br-broke up with me,” Cho mumblerry rry tensed what did Cho think he was a safe guy she could go to when she had no one when she was on the rebound. When she was crying! Harry couldn’t help patting her back and mumbling that he wasn’t good enough.

Ron watched Hermione pace the dock Colin pretended to be distracted by the Squid. “She’ll mess things up, screw with his head. He had enough to worry about and what timing! She’s a perfect example of all the people that poster Harry and think he’s all cool and righteous she doesn’t know him not like we do. She’ll break him into pieces shattered fragments.”

“He’s got Colin. So…”

“Oh so now you want Colin to cut his finger on the shards left?” Hermione snapped Colin smiled at her analogy, “This is terrible Ron. The worse ever Harry cannot afford to be hurt that’s why we wanted to set him up with Ginny! Harry’s lost his parents, Sirius, he lives with those animals plus he’s got the weight of the world on his shoulders. He doesn’t need a flirt! I’ll hurt her if…” Hermione was stopped by the splash of Colin falling in the lake. Ron ran over and looked over the edge.

“What the hell?” Ron asked as the squid gently put Colin back on the dock before swimming away.

“What happened?” Hermione asked.

“‘moine,” Harry said softly next to her having joined his mates.

“Harry!” Hermione looked up to the slumped over Harry. “What happened honey,” she pulled him into a tight hug.

“Hermione, what am I?” Harry breathed softly.

Ron helped Colin to his feet, “Harry…” Hermione tried to soothe her best friend’s heart. “Let’s get you inside.”

“Yes, let’s,” Harry mumbled Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry and led the way back.

Ron and Colin followed behind, “what…?”

“She kissed him,” Colin breathed so that he wasn’t sure if Hermior Har Harry heard.

“Seriously?”

“I didn’t fall in on purpose.”

Hermione led the limp Harry passed the quizzical stars of his peers and into the dorm. Hermione watched Harry crawl in bed and curl up into a fetal position going so far as to suck his thumb.

Ron drew the curtains, “Ron,” Hermione questioned.

“Hermione do you know what happened?” Ron asked Hermione opened her mouth to speak, “No you don’t. I’ll tell you what happened, she kissed him. Obviously she and whathisface had a fall out and she went back to Harry. Do you know what that tells guys? It tells them that they’re safe they’re being used as nothing more then a home base where they can rest until jumping back in the game. You are perfectly right Harry has too much on his plate if he thought about this he’d get this picture; I donno that he’s the wizarding home base. He saved them all once woohoo! Heed ued us now we can go live out lives and forget about him. But oh what’s this vo-voldemort’s back oh no Harry save us so we can run away from you again.” Ron caught his breath, “And he’s going to do it not because he wants to, needs to, of has to but because he can’t say no. He can’t tell anyone to fuck off he was never taught how. His damn aunt and uncle never let him, he would stay under the stairs he would wear fatso’s clothes he would be an ordinary muggle…and, and then he does it and pla plaster his name to every Merlin-forsaken newspaper shuned him and the whole fucking school hated him. Fuck it made ms so mad Harry took that home with him, we wouldn’t have but Harry, Jesus we have family and they can’t turn from us no matter what the rest of the world thought but his ruddy family probably relished in the fact.”

“So he’s starting to question what he is. A thing, a weapon, a hero or…”

“Colin,” Ron grabbed his arm, “Let Harry alone a bit.”

Colin nodded, “I-I just don’t want him to think that we, I don’t care about him.”

“I know,” Ron encouraged, “But wait.”

Harry was a shell of himself. Ron’s words were true at least he, Hermione and Colin thought so. He went to class but it was just his body his soul lost somewhere in the wizarding world. The three tried to cover things up but no one could mistake what happened. “Potter?” Malfoy tried one day on their way to care of magical creatures.

“Not now Malfoy,” Ron snarled.

Malfoy studied Harry’s bedraggled state, “What happened to the fierce Griffin?”

“Cho Chang death kissed him,” Hermione snarled the blonde gavenowinowing look.
“Sometimes genuine hatred is better then false love,” Draco hurried off he wasn’t in the half-giant’s class. Ron and Hermione exchanged looks and then Ron told Hermione about the wheezing weasley’s incident. No one else had the nerve to ask what was wrong nor would they understand. During practice Harry lazily flew about.

“How come we’re working out arses off and he gets to lag around?” Lavender said. Seamus who knew well enough not to ask about Harry’s state hid behind Ginny.

“Leave him,” Ron ordered, “Practice!”

“What’s it matter if Harry can’t catch the snitch,” Keith argued.

“Not can’t, wouldn’t,” Lavender said the team broke into sides. The two chasers on one Ron had Colin backing him up, Seamus and Ginny stayed neutral.

“Harry, please at least pretend to play,” Ron told him in the locker rooms. Harry was putting socks on in a towel still wet from the show“No “No offence but your making me into a fool.”

“Sorry Ron,” Harry mumbled dropping his sock it just would not go on.

“No, Harry don’t be sorry,” Ron rubbed his temples, “You did nothing wrong.”

Colin helped Harry with his socks, “Kiss?” Colin said once finished Harry hesitated at the order but rewarded Colin with a dry kiss. Colin sighed, ruffling Harry’s hair. Harry pulled his clothes on.

“Harry its on inside out,” Hermione said when the boys arrived in tommoommon room.

Harry looked at his robes, “oh,” he let Hermione fix it before slumping in the chair by the fire.

“What are we going to do?” Hermione and Ron were hiding in the boys’ dorm from Harry’s walking corpses. Hermione laid on Ron’s bed Ron straddled a chair opposite her.

“I wish I had an idea,” Ron moaned, “I mean he’s not playing or making a scene he just died.”

“Yeah I know. Ron we have to show him how much he means to us,” Hermione tried not to cry again every time they got into this it ended with Hermione in tears.

Colin appeared this time though, “You’re supposed to be watching Harry,” Ron jumped.

“What’s there to watch,” Colin whined, “He’s curled up in a ball on the couch sucking his thumb, I can’t stand it!”

“Neither can we,” Hermione sat up.

“Yeah it will ruin his perfect smile,” Colin sighed.
Ron and Hermione smiled slightly at the joke, “So what do we do?”

“Oh nothing,” Colin said, “Just treat him like family.”

“Fred get off me you bloody git you’re sitting on my face?”

“Uh…” Colin stared at Ron, “His name is Harry.”

“Yeah you know sometimes I get my siblings mixed up,” Ron laughed Hermione whacked him, “ok all right I get it!”

“Colin,” Seamus gasped running in, “Gin says she can’t watch Harry students are vicious and she’s got OWLs.”

“They’re throwing spit wads at him,” Dean supplied although it had been him who had done the throwing, “Do I get my cookie now!”

Colin rolled his eyes and rushed to the common room, “Harry put don’t let them throw things at you.”

Harry blinked at Colin as if he had not noticed. Colin sighed, “Kiss?” Harry took his hand out of his mouth to oblige him.

“Colin what happened?” Ginny asked softly.

“Talk to Ron and Hermione,” Colin sat on the end of the couch and pulled up his homework.

Similarly the second week of Harry’s isolation Ron snapped at anyone who tried to talk to or about Harry, Hermione cried more frequently or buried herself in the library. Colin slid inside himself too afraid to do anything to hurt or bother anyone. Ginny had let Seamus and Dean in on what happened; they helpfully kept the rest of the school at bay. So Colin and Ginny were on the ends of the couch studying away the middle held a pile of books.

“Ginny, please, please, please,” Seamus leaned over the couch beside her, “It hurts.”

“I’m busy and if you want to go to Hogsmeade for Valentine’s Day then take a cold shower,” She ordered.

“Gin,” Seamus stroked her hair.

“Oh chill,” Colin snapped, “You’re not the only one on a dry hideous.”

Seamus smiled, “I’ll let Gin get you off it you get her to stop.”

“Seamus!” Ginny slapped him, “He’s not that desperate.”

“Ginny doesn’t get me hard,” Colin scratched away at his homework.

“But maybe if you ask nicely, Colin will join you upstairs,” Ginny joked she and Colin laughed at Seamus’s expression.

“Ginny please,” Seamus whined, “Dean, dean come here.”

“Playing chess with Neville,” Dean replied.

“Just pretend to do homework with Creevey!” Seamus ordered.

“Fine,” Ginny rose taking her books and things, “But it better be good Finnegan.”

“Dean?”

“Yes, yes I’ll play look out,” Dean waved them up. Colin sighed; poor Harry if Colin could just get him to feel again. Colin gasped at the idea. If he feels that much he can’t be nothing! He can’t be less then a home base.

Brilliantly Harry sulked in having ditched his best friends he just wanted to curl up in bed. But Colin’s presences drew Harry away from the dorms. He curled into a ball on the cushion next to Colin. Colin went back to studying reaching out to stroke Harry’s hair. Harry closed his eyes protected by the hand.

“Harry,” Colin said softly Harry stretched out slightly his head in the beater’s lap. Colin tried to continue working and rubbing Harry’s head.

“Harry I know what you are,” Colin said softly putting his papers away. Harry looked up to Colin, “I can’t tell you,” Harry closed his eyes, “you have to know for yourself. I can help though.”

“How?” he stared at his lover.

“Come on I’ll show you,” Colin helped Harry to his feet. Colin dragged Harry up to the room of requirement he paced passed thrice. Harry watched contently and just as Colin suspected a huge bed with pillows and bedding awaited them. Harry eyed Colin suspiciously.

“Colin,” Harry looked wearily.

“You don’t have to come in,” Cold held the door open. Harry hesitated, “It’ll help,” Colin pulled Harry inside. Harry looked around the rest of the room was rather void the walls off white the floor grey. “Get in bed.”

Harry like an obedient house elf laid in the bed his arms relaxed at his side his legs shoulder length apart. Colin climbed on the edge his knees on the edge his hands on either sid his his beloved.

Harry looked up at him Colin sighed and leaned down to kiss him. Harry made no response; Colin had the feeling that Harry was going to let Colin do what he wished. Let Colin seek pleasure from Harry and not get any back. He was right. In Harry’s mind it would prove that Colin was like everyone else wanting the icon and not the boy. Colin, however, would only go on if encouraged but Colin sucked on Harry’s bottom lip and lick Harry’s top lip begging for entrance surely he could force but he wanted approval. Colin sucked the bottom left corner of Harry’s mouth, breathing lightly though his noses for if he broke before some sign he would lose utterly what he was trying to get, his Harry.

Colin had not given up but Harry was not giving in it was a battle of wills. Colin sucked more urgently as he had been accustomed to do to get the lad to come. Deep in the caverns of his throat Harry let out a moan so low it was almost under the human hearing range. Harry’s eyes widened Colin pulled back a moment to smile triumphantly Harry set his jaw Colin would have to try again and this time harder. Colin dove to awake the beast, he sucked Harry’s upper lip nibbling delicately on his low lip pulling at it with his teeth working harder then before to earn entrance and more rewards. “Harry,” he moaned into the mouth sucking and licking his bottom lip even more. Harry shuttered Colin suspected it was at the sound of his name. Harry’s lips parted they were defeated but his body lay stiff. Colin ran his tongue around the back of Harry’s upper teeth. He pulled back sucking the lips and then drove his tongue home. Massaging Harry’s tongue, Harry’s tongue stayed submissive Colin continued to molest it. Sucking on it intertwining his around it massaging wanting needing but mostly asking for Harry. Colin moaned into Harry’s mouth parting briefly to let Harry breath before sinking back in. Rubbing his tongue on the rough of the mouth, Harry gasped arching his back Colin glanced up Harry’s eyes were closed. His tongue brushed Colin’s it wanted more attention. Victory again Colin was earning pieces of Harry. “Harry,” he moaned in his mouth Harry shuttered again. Their tongues greeted each other and recalled times of old. Colin sucked viciously on it until Harry was fully kissing back and submissively moaning uncontrollably. Colin smothered his jaw line, licking from ear to ear sucking the ends of his jaw biting his chin Harry cried out in pleasured pain. Colin apologized by going back to ‘home base’ the mouth and lavishing it before kissing under the chin. “Harry,” he mumbled sucking on the jaw and kissing every inch of the bone until Harry offered his neck. Colin was winning he was no longer taking Harry. He was filling Harry every inch of him until he was begging for another glass. Colin slipped a hand behind Harry’s neck using body contacted as well as his mouth for this battle. He licked all the little blue veins he could see and kissed all in-between. Sucking just right of the esophagus, sucking in away that would bring Harry into turtle-neck season. Harry’s breath became uneven as Colin bit the flesh of his apple gently licking and kissing the teeth marks, his fingers playing with the hair on the back of his neck. “Harry,” his breath hit the wet spot Harry shivered a response. As Colin began to kiss along the hem of his robes asking and pleading, more, More. Colin reached for the clip resting his hand there his weight on his knees his carefully strategic moves would not let his body accidentally touch Harry’s not yet.
Colin went back to Harry’s lips playing with them shortly, sucking then on his ear lobe before blowing it dry. He kissed down the jaw line right to the throat nibbling each anxiously.

“More,” Harry finally moaned, “Please,” Colin unclipped the older boy’s robes tossing them aside and then tearing his shirt off. Harry twitch in anticipation Colin went back to home base to start over he wanted Harry begging. Lips, tongue, ears, jaw, chin, neck, shoulders next; biting the first one kissing the second back to the first licking the first. Yes, yes rape it with your tongue. Too wet blow dry too dry lick again more, more, more spit runs down from shoulder too wet! Colin sucked on the second shoulder Harry responded wringing his fingers in Colin’s mop and putting his other hand on the small of his back. Collarbone rewarded lavishing it Harry’s moan meeting Colin’s. Harry pulling Colin closer to him another reward, Colin pulled back Harry watched him curiously, beginning to enjoy whatever it was even if it didn’t solve things it made Harry feel good.

Colin took Harry’s shoes and socks off kneeling at Harry’s feet he stroked the underneath with a finger Harry’s foot reflexes. Colin opened his mouth and took the thumb toe in his mouth Harry gasped. It felt so good and weird but good. Blood rushed to his groin adding pressure to his hard on. Colin continued his toe-sucking.

“Fuck,” Harry whimpered Colin slipped over top of him brushing groin again groin as Colin kissed Harry violently Harry responded rubbing his groin against Colin’s. Colin straddled him just above Harry’s hips and his teeth collided with Harry’s nipple. His hands rubbed though Harry’s hair. Colin teased the left nipple with his mouth and brought one hand down to do the same to his other. Harry tossed moaning bending his knees and cupping Colin’s hips in his hands. He buck his hips why wouldn’t Colin move on Colin did allow his mouth to switch to the other nipple and hand visa versa. Harry moaned and bucked and kicked and cried out but Colin would not stop sucking, biting, licking and kissing his chest. “Fuck I’m yours, just fuck…me.”

Colin’s eyes met Harry’s, “you mean that?”

“Yes please,” Harry whimpered, “Want you.”

“OK and no swearing my love,” Colin moved to relieve Harry of the rest of his clothes.

“Yours too,” Harry ordered, “need you inside.”

Colin nodded standing to remove his clothed Harry worked the rest of his off. Colin lied in the center of the bed next to his lover. Rubbing the inside of his thigh Colin searched of that essence Harry let him. Harry thought it was gone but Colin he’d find if it was there he could.

“Colin,” Harry whispered Colin kissed him leisurely before crawling up to finish. Colin kissed Harry’s inner thighs sucking lightly until Harry was moaning and bucking again. First he petted the familiar piece of meat he was sitting on Harry’s knees his legs tucked under him. He rubbed along it faster and harder cupping his sac rolling the balls slightly around in his hand touching that spot.

“You want this?” Colin asked.

“Yes,” Harry didn’t hesitate but wondered why Colin questioned it.

“Inside?” Colin said in a masked tone. Harry nodded. Colin spread Harry’s legs further settling in between them. Colin licked the tip stroking the base. He began to suck on the head Harry closed his eyes. Colin’s hands worked his sack and the shaft Colin’s eyes focused as was usual making sure Harry got the best out of this. Watching for reactionsponsponding to what Harry liked most. Colin let go of the tip pulling off licking his lips to plunge Harry’s down into his mouth it twitched in admiration Harry mmmed. Colin traced his entrance with his fingers Harry’s hips bucked. Colin grunted Harry hissed a sorry Colin sucked lightly playing with Harry’s balls and thighs. Colin brushed the entrance gain another buck no grunt Colin began to move his mouth up and down the shaft. His finger wiggled in slightly Colin thought about investing in lube the next Hogsmeade trip. Colin’s mouth rapidly bobbed up and down finger going in all the way. Harry moaned bucking up right as Colin was bobbing down. A choke causing his eyes to water but Colin just responded by running his tongue under Harry’s length. Colin aimed his finger in the direction of Harry’s prostate if he recalled right and he did, Harry gasped, sighed and moaned in that order. Second finger. Colin’s other hand slid to his own cock trying to slick it up with precum. Wait this was the room of requirement he suspected lube was somewhere but did not break his sucking down Harry to look. Colin pulled back when Harry began to thurst pulling the boy down to him so his cock waited just outside the entrance. Colin reached up and pulled Harry’s glasses off the boy had his eyes closed anyway. He spread Harry’s legs further Harry wrapped them around Colin. Colin pressed a kiss on Harry before plunging not easing plunging in.

“Ahhh!” Harry gasped in a cry, Harry besides the once in the burrow was still a virgin and still tight. Colin smiled slightly apologizing before kissing him again rocking inside his . “. “nnnn,” Harry said adjusting; his muscles clutching Colin’s. Colin pulled the kiss and his cock back before throwing himself back in. Harry moaned. Colin rammed against the prostate the second time, reached for Harry’s general the third. Stroked it the fourth, masturbated it the fifth, Harry bucked in the sixth and seventh moaning away.

“What do you feel,” Colin gasped continuing.

Harry opened his eyes Colin was almost silent all the other times and what did he mean feel?

“What do you feel Harry,” Colin repeated kneading at Harry’s sirloin.

Harry looked confused. “Good so good,” Colin nodded him on, “Wonderful.”

“More…Harry—deeper,” Colin groaned.

“Joy-Excitement,” Harry gasped pulling at the bedding as Colin purged him.

“Keep,” Colin hissed, “Going.”

“Want urgh need,” Harry moaned, “Warmth nnnnmm pleasure…pain, good oh-oh good. Love?”

“Go on, Harry, I want to know ev,” gasp gasp, “erything.” Coin managed pounding and sawing.

“Delight, hu-hu warmth, uhhh growth, n-needed, rubbed. Please, happy,” Harry closed his eyes, “Loved, lust, passion, comfort uh I ugh so, so good, more please,” Harry gasped and whimpered.

“More,” Colin grunted as flesh slapped.

“Desire.” Groan.

“Bliss.” Cry.

“Mmmmagic,” Moan.

“You,” he hissed choking out an unknown word as he came in Colin’s hand Colin closed his eyes pounding thrice more before flooding him. Colin collapsed on Harry. He rubbed his back as his breath subsided. Colin perked up his head looking at Harry as he left a long lingering kiss, “Only someone that feels that much—loved, desired, pleased, rubbed, warmth, joy, wonderful, need, pain, comfort and pleasure—only they can be sure of what they are.”

“What?”

“Complete.”

Harry stared at Colin was that good enough being complete, finished. Being loved, pleased, desired, comfdid did that make him more, more of a person and not a thing, an icon? People they thought, breathed, lived and they feel…they feel! Harry’s eyes brimmed with tears herons they didn’t feel, safe guys they didn’t live, poster children didn’t breath but he did he did all those!

He was complete.

That was enough.

Colin smiled kissing Harry’s salt ducts. He moved to slide out of bed Harry pulled him back in snuggling him. “Stay,” Harry breathed in his ear, “It’ll help,” Colin cuddled into him, Harry yawned drifting to sleep Colin watched him sleep in his arms and eventually he slept too.

The boys woke an hour or so later well rested both physically and mentally. Neither moved as it was warm snuggled up.

“Thank you Colin,” Harry smiled, “I have no doubts.”

“That’s why I had to show you,” Colin beamed back.

“Had to oh what a strain, what torture!” Harry joked.

“You had to be at an emotional and physical peak,” Colin commented kissing Harry gently to tell him to was no torture.

“Where are you going?” Harry sat up as Colin moved to the edge of the bed.

“Is this not the room of requirement?” Colin asked.

“It is?”

“I need lube,” Colin held up his hand after searching the bedside drawer.

“What for?” Harry asked.

“I want you to fuck me,” Colin tossed it to Harry.

Harry’s cock twitched hardening slightly at the comment, “You swore.”

“Oh,” Colin looked surprised, “Fine then just make love to me.”

“I-I never,” Harry squirmed as he unscrewed the cap.

“So neither had I,” Colin stated, “Can’t be worse then I was.”

“You kidding you were great!” Harry complemented.

“Only cause you don’t know better,” Colin snuggled up next to Harry rubbing his cock against Harry’s side. “I’ll still love you. People, Harry, make mistakes.” Colin wrapped his hand around Harry’s cock rubbing the semi-hard flesh, “Can you say no?”

“No,” Harry gasped arching his back, “I mean no I can’t say no.”

Colin nodded leaning in to suck one of Harry’s nipples, “It’ll feel so good promise.”

“Can, can, can I see you?” Harry breathed.

“Course, course you can love,” he kissed him.

Harry pressed Colin on his back straddling him Colin continued to tease Harry’s cock. Nervously Harry put some lube on his fingers.

“Relax Harry,” Colin whispered rubbing Harry’s sweet spot.

“I wanna be good enough,” Harry shook slightly as he brushed his wizard’s entrance. Colin bit his lip Harry was so cute just like him, Colin wanted to be good enough for Harry and now he was wiggling nervous fingers around him.

“You are.” Colin arched his back, “You really are.”

Harry glanced into the mahogany eyes a slightly grin, “Serious?”

Colin chuckled, “If you’re terrible love we’ll never do this again,” Harry nodded he wasn’t sure but as long as Colin continued to go inside him everything was OK.

“Do what I do,” Colin coaxed, “What feels good.” Harry crossed his eyes, wrinkled his nose and stuck out his tongue. Colin knew Harry was mocking him; “Come here,” Colin managed to turn Harry around. Harry on his stomach on Colin his head near enough to lick Colin’s cock the opposite applied. “See now you do something good I do something good back,” Colin said Harry gave him back the lube.

Harry traced Colin’s entrance Colin mimicked and traced Harry’s, Harry shivered slightly precum was warmer compared to lube. Harry inched a finger in Colin wiggled t trt trying to get further on it before doing the same for Harry. Harry pushed all the way in Colin followed brushing Harry’s prostate. Harry gasped having forgot about that he wiggled around looking for Colin’s. Colin licked Harry’s hard shaft Harry searched more; Colin pressed against Harry’s and touched the sweet spot on his sac. Harry bucked causing Colin to whimper, “I can’t find it.”

“Deeper love,” Colin said pressing up on the fingers. Colin sighed to show Harry that it was there.

“My fingers aren’t longer enough,” Harry whimpered.

“Harry,” Colin showed him again shuttering this time.

Harry pulled off of Colin and moved in between his legs pushing further in seeking more, “Does it hurt?”

“No fuck Harry did it hurt you just fuck me,” Colin snarled pulling Harry’s hand out and lubing Harry’s meat, “Now go.”

“Don’t rush,” Harry pulled Colin closer.

Colin stopped him realizing he was making Harry more nervous and the whole ordeal was becoming unpleasant. “Harry are you still nervous,” he sat up. Harry nodded looking almost frightened Colin kissed him, “Forget it,” he said softly, “It doesn’t matter.”

Harry frowned, “I, I want to. I-I just well good enough,” Colin bit his lip Harry seemed bruised by Colin’s recall on the sex.

“You are on the bottom,” Colin said Harry hesitated but lied down he was really hard now maybe Colin would get him off at least. Colin pressed his self over Harry. Harry watched quizzically Colin lowered parting his lips a slow gasp escaped him. He ed hed his eyes until he was all the way on. Harry wiggled getting use to the feeling of Colin’s tightness. “Feels good?”

“Weird but good,” Harry agreed. He pressed up into Colin, “You too.

Colin nodded although he felt as if he might have prepared a bit more. He pulled off Harry nearly and slowly sliding back in analyzing it as usual. Course Harry soon realized that Colin had rammed and pounded him while now Colin was rather slow and steady. Colin began to pick the pace up Harry positioned purposely different Colin cried out when Harry hit his prostate. Harry growled when Colin’s muscles hugged his sensitive flesh. Harry took courage he seized control of the situation managing to switch positions putting him on top as well. Harry thrusts in relentlessly. Colin hissed in delight closing his eyes letting Harry do as he would. Harry thought the muscles clenching him were just about the best thing that his groin had ever been in. He noticed Colin untouched clean cut cock seeking and wanting attention he took the broom handle as he rode Colin, “mmmnnn harder,” Colin gasped. Harry couldn’t deny him he dug into Colin. Colin’s breath caught at the sensation of his prick and insides being pleasured by his hero no doubt; much more sensitive, amazing and fulfilling then when Filch raped him that once. “More fuck.”

Harry pressed faster Colin bucked to meet him. Harry thought it was the cutest thing ever, “Fuck, fuck, h fuc fuck it,” Colin breathed. Harry pressed a kiss into Colin’s, his clutching made Harry come violently curling Harry’s toes.

“Colin,” Harry moaned into his mouth. Colin shuttered and came too. Harry pulled out lying contently next to Colin, Harry’s head on his shoulder.

“So good,” Colin breathed.

“You cursed something nasty,” Harry laughed at him.

“Snape thinks so too,” Colin kissed him.

“Never did around me before,” Harry said, “I thought you were kidding on the train.”

“When I get mad I curse,” Colin shrugged, “Snape makes me mad and I’m afraid he’d give me detention for it like last time.”

“Oh,” Harry nods, “but just now?”

“Felt so good,” Colin reminded kissing him, “Come on we’ve got practice.”

“Shite Ron!” Harry groaned standing to dress.

“Better beat Gin and Seamus down,” Colin dressed as well he handed Harry his glasses, “Bring the lube we’ll need it!”

“For practice?”

Colin laughed, “For next weekend.

“Next weekend.”

“Valentine’s,” Colin grabbed a second tube, “Just in case.”