Summer with Draco

Chapter Thirteen:

Thank you to everyone who reviewed my fic. You are all awesome, and since I am in such a good mood, I thought I would update again quickly.

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A few hours later, Draco returned to Grimmauld Place to find Remus asleep on the couch. Hermione was reading and Harry and Ron were playing chess.

Harry looked up when he heard someone walk in, and his face broke into a grin when he saw it was Draco returning.

“Hi love. How is your father doing?”

“About the same. Is Professor Lupin all right? He is looking a bit peaky.”

“Yes. The full moon was less than a week ago. It has been taking more out of him lately. He’ll be okay after a nap. I am going to wake him up about half and hour before the meeting,” Harry replied.

“I see. Well, I think I might have a quick nap myself. I’m worn out.”

“You know what? I think I might too. Hey guys, I’m going to take a nap. Will you be okay for an hour or so?”

“Of course Harry. Have a good one,” replied Hermione, with a knowing grin on her face.

Harry grinned back and followed Draco upstairs. Once in their room, Draco took Harry in his arms and kissed him hard and deep. When they broke apart Draco whispered against his neck. “Merlin, I’m glad you got the hint. I’m not used to keeping my hands off you like that. I got horny as hell when I walked in that room and seen you sitting there with that look of concentration on your face. You looked so sexy with the tip of your tongue between your teeth.”

“You are so strange Draco Malfoy. Only you would get horny at a sight like that.”

“Oh shut up and fuck me already!” he exclaimed before pulling him in for another bruising kiss.

Harry didn’t have to be told twice.

He muttered the spell to remove their clothing and pushed Draco on the bed. He kneeled at the foot of the bed and slowly kissed his way up Draco’s body until he reached his prize. Draco’s gorgeous cock was bobbing in front of his face, proudly erect, weeping droplet of pre cum. He licked the tip of it to get the cum, before swallowing it whole. He was rewarded with Draco gasping and bucking madly at the sudden sensation of having all that wet heat surrounding him.

Harry sucked and fondled until he felt Draco’s balls draw up, warning him that Draco was about to cum. He pulled away and sat back on his heels. When it became apparent that Harry wasn’t going to continue, Draco sat up and glared at him.

“Why the hell did you stop? I was about to cum!” he demanded.

“I know love. I didn’t want you to cum until I was inside of you. Now that you are settled down, I will continue. Unless you don’t want me to,” he answered, with a smirk identical to the one that Draco usually sported. He really was spending too much time with him.

“You better continue. You are not to leave this bed until I cum. You got that Potter?”

His answer came in the form of a most excellent rim job.

Once Harry had him stretched to his satisfaction, he slowly slid home. Both of them sighed in pleasure once he was sheathed fully in his lover’s body. After a quick adjustment period, he found a pleasurable rhythm and slowly made love to the man he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

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A short time later found them curled up in each others arms, basking in the afterglow. They knew they really needed to get up and start getting ready for the meeting, but they were reluctant to leave each others arms.

A knock on the door solved their problem though.

“Come on in!” Harry yelled.

He looked confused when no one came in, and started to yell again.

“Harry, you have to undo the silencing spell first,” laughed Draco.

“Oh yeah,” he said, sheepishly.

He picked up his wand and undid the silencing spell and opened the door while he was at it.

“Hey guys. I’m sorry to disturb you, but I thought you should know that everybody is arriving already,” said Hermione, trying not to look at the two lovers. Even though they were covered in a sheet, it was apparent that they were naked underneath, and the smell of sex still filled the room.

“Thanks Mione, we will be down in a minute,” answered Harry, completely unfazed that she knew what they were doing. After being walked in on so many times, it was become old hat for them.

Hermione left, and Draco set about the task of getting Harry out of bed. Even though he was the one that told her they would be down in a minute, he looked as if he had no intention of actually getting out of bed.

“Come on Harry, we have to get a shower. People are showing up already.”

Harry just grunted in reply and snuggled closer to Draco. He sighed in exasperation, and pushed Harry away and climbed out of bed.

“Hey!” pouted Harry.

“Get up Harry, Now!” demanded Draco.

“Fine! I’m up, but I am doing it under protest,” he grumbled

“I don’t care, as long as you’re up. I’m taking a shower, but in my old room, and don’t you dare follow me.”

“Why?!”

“Because we will get distracted, that’s why.”

Harry pouted some more, but he knew that Draco was right. So, they went to their separate showers and met up at the top of the stairs when they were done.

They descended the stairs hand-in-hand. Harry could tell that Draco was extremely nervous about meeting everyone in the Order. He knew that people would hear the Malfoy name and immediately distrust him.

When they got downstairs, they saw that most of the Order was already there, including Arthur, Molly, Bill, Charlie, Fred and George Weasley, Tonks, Shakelbot, Mungungus Fletcher, Dumbledore, Snape, Remus, Moody and a few others. Percy Weasley still wasn’t talking to the family. It was a very sore subject and anybody stupid enough to mention his name risked the wrath of most of the Weasley family.

“Harry! You are looking well. How have you been?” gushed Molly Weasley, gripping Harry in a bear hug.

“I’m doing great Mrs. Weasley,” said Harry, hugging her back.

“Mrs. Weasley, I would like you to meet Draco Malfoy, my boyfriend. Draco, this is Molly Weasley.

“Mrs. Weasley looked shocked for a moment, but recovered quickly and enveloped a very surprised Draco in another bear hug.

“Don’t look so shocked dear. Harry is a very good judge of character. If he trust you, and cares about you, then do I,” said Molly, when she saw the look on Draco’s face.

Mr. Weasley walked up just then, and Harry introduced Draco to him as well.

Arthur gave him a stiff smile and shook his hand awkwardly. Harry was sure he was remembering the incident with Draco, Lucius and the rest of them in the book store second year.

“Please to meet you Draco. How is your father doing?”

“He is doing better sir. It will take some time to rebuild his magical reserves, but other than that he is great.”

Just then, Mad-eye Moody walked up to them.

“Potter! What’s this I hear about you taking up with a Malfoy? They can’t be trusted! You must exercise Constant Vigilance! Don’t you ever listen to a word I say?” bellowed Moody.

Harry opened his mouth to defend Draco, but Molly beat him to it.

“Alistair Moody! How dare you? What Harry does is none of your business. The Malfoy’s have proven them selves to Professor Dumbledore and to Harry. That is all the proof I need that they can be trusted, and it should be all you need too! Apologize to both of them this instant!”

Moody glared at them before clomping away on his wooden leg. Molly looked like she was going to go after him, but Draco stopped her.

It’s okay Mrs. Weasley. It’s to be expected. It’s not like I ever game them a reason to trust me before. The people I care about trust me, and that’s all I care about. But thank you for what you said. It means a lot to me.”

“You’re quite welcome dear. Now, I think that Professor Dumbledore is ready to start the meeting. Let’s go find a place to sit.”

Harry had previously talked to Dumbledore and they agreed that Harry would introduce Draco, and let everyone know about their relationship, though if Mad-Eye Moody already knew, then almost everyone else did too, but Harry was going to go ahead and do it anyway, but with a slight change in what he had planned on saying.

After everyone was assembled in the living room, Harry stood up from his seat between Draco and Dumbledore.

“Hello everyone. I have and announcement to make. I had planned on doing this politely, because it might come as a shock, but after the attitude that Mr. Moody displayed, I’m really not in a good mood. This is Draco Malfoy, my boyfriend. He, and his father, has earned the trust of Professor Dumbledore and myself. And Draco, myself, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger are being initiated into the Order tonight. If you don’t like it, you can go bugger yourselves.”

For a few minutes after his shocking announcement, there was complete silence as everyone absorbed the information. Harry looked at Hermione and Ron and saw excitement on their faces, but also worry about how the Order would take Harry’s announcement.

Suddenly, there was a swell of noise as everyone started talking at once.

Professor Dumbledore stood up and everyone got quiet.

“Well Harry, that’s not quite how I would have gone about informing everyone, but it’s done now,” he chuckled.

“Albus! What is the meaning of this? Letting the Malfoy boy in the Order? Trusting him with Potter? Have you gone mad? We can’t trust him!” bellowed Moody.

Moody suddenly found himself staring down the shaft of Harry’s wand. He noticed that it was held very steady, and when he looked into the angry green eyes, he saw that Harry was furious, but in complete control of himself.

“You would do well to shut your mouth, you washed up, crazy, paranoid bastard. You know absolutely NOTHING about Draco. I trust him with my life, which is more than I can say about you. No shut up, sit down and keep your bloody mouth shut, or you can take your decrepit arse out of my house. Got it?”

Moody’s magical eye shifted around the room, but found no help. He had treated all of them, or their family, horribly at one time or another and they all got sick of his paranoid delusions. His eye fell on Dumbledore.

“Albus! Are you going to let this little whelp treat me like this?”

“I am sorry Alistair. This is his home, and his boyfriend. He has every right to defend them. Maybe you should do as he said? Then we can get on with the meeting.”

“This isn’t over Potter,” she spat, before retiring to his seat, glaring at everybody in the room.

Harry holstered his want and retired to his seat next to Draco, who looked angry.

“What the hell do you think you are doing Harry?” he hissed, low enough that only Harry could hear.

“What do you mean? I am defending my boyfriend. What’s the matter?” Harry was genuinely confused, and it showed clearly on his face.

“I don’t need you to fight my battles Harry! Don’t defend me like I am some little twit!” Draco then turned away from Harry and focused on Dumbledore, effectively ending the conversation.

“We will talk about this later,” Harry whispered to Draco, who ignored him.

“All right everybody. The meeting of the Order of the Phoenix is now in session. I called everyone here today to discuss the recent renewal of attacks on muggles by Lord Voldemort, and also to initiate 4 new members to the Order. We will get that out of the way first. Would Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley please stand up?”

They all did as they were told, and Dumbledore pinned a small metal phoenix to their robes.

“Welcome to the Order of the Phoenix. By accepting these pins, you swear to keep all Order business secret, and do everything in your power to stop the dark from taking over the light, even give your lives if you have to.”

Dumbledore spoke an incantation over their heads and smiled at them.

“This incantation binds you to secrecy. You may sit down now.”

The four new Order members returned to their seat.

“Okay everyone, on to other business. Yesterday Lucius Malfoy was found to be a spy. Not only did Voldemort know that he had a spy, but he immediately knew that it was Lucius. Somebody had to have told him. If it wasn’t for Severus, we would have lost Lucius. Fortunately, he is on the mend. Our biggest concern now is finding out how Voldemort knew that Lucius was a spy. It was only known to the people in this room. That means that Voldemort has a spy too. And it is one of you. So, I am faced with two questions: Who is the spy, and how did they find a way around the secrecy charm? I ask that all of you submit to questioning with veritaserum. If you are not guilty, then you should have no problem agreeing to it. If you refuse, then I am going to have to assume that you are the guilty part, and deal with you in the proper manner. Please step up the Severus so we can begin.”

One by one, the Order members stepped up to Snape and Dumbledore. The each received two drops of veritaserum and Dumbledore asked them if they were the spy and if they leaked the information that Lucius was a spy. One by one, they all passed the test and returned to their seats. Even Mad-Eye Moody passed the test.

Finally they came upon a scraggly looking wizard that Harry didn’t know. He refused the Veritaserum.

“I’m sorry Professor Dumbledore, but I am allergic to Veritaserum. I cannot take it.”

“Don’t worry Jameson. Severus here has the antidote to it, so even if you were allergic, he can give it to you immediately after questioning. You have nothing to worry about.”

Since he knew he had no choice, he opened his mouth and Snape dropped two drops on his tongue. Immediately his eyes got glassy and Snape nodded to Dumbledore to start his questioning.

“Mr. Jameson, are you a spy sent by Lord Voldemort?”

“Yes I am.”

“Did you tell him the Lucius Malfoy was a spy for the Order?”

“Yes I did.”

“Did you tell him about Severus Snape?”

“No I didn’t”

“Why not?”

“Because I hate Lucius Malfoy. He was My Lord’s favorite. He doted on him. I wanted to see him suffer. I planned on telling Him about Severus at our next meeting. I wanted Malfoy out of the way, so that when I brought news of another traitor, he would reward me by making me his new right hand.”

Sweat was streaming down Jameson’s face as he fought the loosing battle with the potion in his system.

“How did you get around the secrecy charm?”

“My Lord game me an amulet that blocked the charms power. It was one he fashioned himself.”

“Are there any more spy’s that you are aware of?”

“No. My Lord didn’t want to risk more than one. Besides, I give him all the information He needed.”

“Thank you Mr. Jameson that will be all. Will someone please escort Mr. Jameson to the Ministry and charge him with treason?”

An auror that Harry recognized, but couldn’t remember their name, stepped forward and bound Jameson before leading him out of the room.

“Thank you. I am sure one of the others will update you tomorrow,” Dumbledore informed him before he left.

“Well, now that that is settled, we need to discuss our next move against Voldemort. We know that he is still weak. We need to make our move before he gets any stronger. Any ideas?”

“Sir. If I may have the floor?” Draco said, surprising Harry.

“Of course Mr. Malfoy,” he replied.

“Thank you sir. First off, I know that many of you don’t trust me, even though Harry and Professor’s Dumbledore and Snape vouch for me. I understand that I have to earn that trust, and I am prepared to do that, if you will give me a chance. Now, having lived with Voldemort’s right-hand man, I was privy to the inner workings of his circle. Voldemort may be insane, but he is not stupid. He knows now that my father is not dead, and he probably figured out that Professor Snape was a spy also. He will have moved his entire operation now. Before we do anything, we need to find out where he is holed up. Then I propose a full scale assault. He thinks that you are all a bunch of cowards and will not out right attack him. We will have the benefit of surprise on our side. If we strike fast and hard we will win. And I do mean HARD. No little 3rd year hexes. Powerful offensive curses and hexes are needed here. If we can keep all the death eaters occupied, and protect Harry, he will be able to face Voldemort without having to worry about outside hexes distracting him. Then we can end this once and for all!”

“I agree with Mr. Malfoy,” said Dumbledore, getting up and standing next to him for support.

“Does anyone object to his proposal?” he asked.

When nobody did they moved on to how they would find out where Voldemort was hiding out. Since this did not concern Harry and Draco, since they were to be remaining locked away in Grimmauld Place, he leaned over to Draco to talk to him privately.

“Love, why didn’t you tell me you had an idea? It’s an excellent one, by the way,” he whispered.

Draco still ignored him, which sent a wave a anguish through Harry.

“Draco? Please talk to me. I’m sorry. It just hurts me when people think you are like your father was. Please don’t be angry with me.” he pleaded.

“Please be quiet Harry. I am trying to listen.” was all the reply he got.

Harry slumped back in his chair in defeat. He barely listened to the rest of the meeting and was grateful when it adjourned.

He mingled a bit while everyone ate the food that Dobby set out, and when the last person left, he said good-night to Hermione, Ron and Remus and went to his room alone. He didn’t know where Draco was at the moment. He last saw him talking to Snape in a corner of the sitting room, so he was surprised to see him sitting on their bed when he walked in the room.

“What are you doing here? I thought for sure you would be in your old room after the way you treated me downstairs,” he said, bitterly.

“I am so sorry Harry. It’s just when you jumped up and defended me like that, it made me feel like I couldn’t defend myself. I thought that people would see that and think ‘look, there goes Harry Potter, defending his pet death eater.’ I was embarrassed Harry. And then I got angry at myself for being embarrassed, then I got angry at you for making me be embarrassed at myself. Severus, of all people, told me I was being an idiot. He saw or fight during the meeting and dragged me away to yell at me. He said that even though he can’t stand you, he knows that you love me and had no intention of embarrassing me. He said that he wished he had someone who loved me the way you do. So, I came up here to wait for you. Can you forgive me?”

“I think I need to be alone right now. Can you please sleep in your old bedroom tonight?”

“Harry, please don’t be angry at me,” Draco pleaded.

“How can I not be angry? You said I embarrassed you! All I did was stick up for you, the man I love, and you got angry and embarrassed. It took SNAPE to make you see you were being an idiot! Please, just leave,” Harry shouted and turned his back to Draco until he did.

After Draco walked out he lay down on the bed and cried himself to sleep.