So Wrong, Yet So Right

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, its characters or settings. JK Rowling owns all of that. I'm just having fun with them. I'm not getting paid, either.

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“Mm,” he murmured, tightening his grip around the warm, naked body next to him.

Harry smiled and stared down at him. He had been awake for nearly ten minutes, enjoying the comfort of his two lovers sleeping beside him. He was surprised by how much Draco loved to snuggle, never realizing he would enjoy the closeness himself.

“You awake?” he whispered.

“No,” Draco mumbled.

Harry quietly chuckled, turning to look over at Severus. He licked his lips as he stared at the man’s peaceful face, wondering if his mind was even guarded at that moment or if he could actually use Legilimency on him. He smirked at the thought, curious to know what his professor dreamed about.

“Don’t even think about it,” Severus suddenly said, cracking an eye open and smirking up at him.

“How do you do that?” Harry laughed.

“Years of practice,” he replied, opening both eyes and yawning. “Is he still sleeping?” he then asked, motioning in Draco’s direction.

“Yes, he’s still sleeping,” Draco garbled.

Severus and Harry chuckled, turning their heads to look at the sleeping blond laying on Harry’s chest. Harry then turned back toward Severus and leaned in, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. “Morning,” he whispered.

“Mm, morning,” he smiled, leaning in and giving him a longer kiss. “How are you feeling?” he then asked, backing away from his lips.

“A little sore,” he sheepishly responded.

Severus nodded. “That’s normal,” he explained. “Your body went through a lot last night.”

Harry blushed in the memory of what they did. “I’ll get used to it though, right?” he then curiously wondered.

Draco placed a soft kiss on the boy’s naked chest, hugging him tighter. “Mm, definitely,” he sighed in content.

Severus rolled his eyes, looking down at the blond. “Are you awake or not?”

“Not.”

Severus sighed, muttering under his breath, “Teenagers.”

Harry chuckled, keeping his focus on Severus, while gliding his hand through Draco’s hair, hearing him softly purr at his touch. “It’s gonna be weird, isn’t it?”

“Meaning?” Severus asked, quirking an eyebrow.

Harry shrugged. “With us,” he replied. “I mean it’s not like we can tell anyone. We’re still gonna have to pretend we hate each other.”

“Makes it all the better in my opinion,” the man smirked.

“How so?”

“Wasn’t it you who said you get turned on by our fights?” he wriggled his eyebrows.

Harry blushed, turning his head away.

“Seems he gets turned on by just talking about them too,” Draco softly announced, gently gliding his hand over Harry’s rising cock.

“It also seems like somebody’s finally up,” Harry pointed out.

“What can I say? You found my weakness,” Draco smirked, rubbing him a little harder.

Harry closed his eyes and moaned when he felt Draco’s hand move faster. “Oh god,” he gasped, tilting his head back.

Severus leaned in and began nibbling on Harry’s neck, hearing him whimper at the touch. He knew the boy was very close to coming and not wanting him to wait long, he sucked hard on one piece of very sensitive skin that he had recently discovered on him, hearing him cry out in ecstasy and explode all over Draco’s hand a few seconds later.

Draco smiled, lifting his hand to his mouth and licking it clean. “You taste so fucking amazing,” he said after he finished.

“I’m pretty sure your parents taught you to share, Draco,” Severus playfully scolded.

Draco smirked and rolled over Harry, quickly straddling Severus’ thighs and giving him a deep kiss, letting him taste Harry on his tongue. After a few minutes of snogging, he backed away from his professor and smiled. “Your pick.”

Severus licked his lips, looking between Draco and Harry. He then smiled, returning his attention to the young naked Slytherin on top of him. “Mouth,” he chose.

Draco moaned, lowering his body down Severus’ body. He grabbed the man’s large wakening member and began stroking it, feeling it harden more from his touch. He then licked his tongue over the head, hearing Severus groan above.

Harry watched on in excitement, always enjoying watching them play. As soon as he saw Draco’s mouth envelope their professor, he looked over at Severus and moaned when he saw his mouth slightly part and his eyes close. He looked to be in pure bliss, which Harry realized he wanted to keep him in for a bit longer.

He licked his lips and leaned over, running his tongue up the man’s chest. Severus suddenly gasped, arching his back in response from both Draco’s mouth below and Harry’s tongue flicking over his nipple. “Oh, don’t stop,” he moaned.

Harry slowly moved his tongue over to the other nipple as he brought up his hand and began teasing the stiff pink nub that had already been tasted. He then looked down at Draco and watched his mouth greedily work Severus’ cock, becoming aroused once more.

“Do you like Draco’s mouth on your hard cock?” he soon whispered in Severus’ ear.

“Yes,” Severus hissed, tilting his head back more.

“Do you want to come, Severus?”

“Oh god yes.”

“Where do you want to come?” he continued asking, surprised by how much he liked talking dirty. He had no idea it could be so stimulating.

“Inside his mouth,” Severus whimpered.

“So he can swallow all of you down?”

“Fuck,” the man cried out.

Severus wasn’t the only one affected by Harry’s conversation. Draco was on the brink of tears, his cock hurting so much. He had no idea Harry could talk like that and wished he would do more…and soon. He could feel Severus right on the edge and sucked harder, wanting him to come inside his mouth as well.

“You like sucking his big juicy cock, don’t you Draco?”

Draco opened his eyes wide, hearing Harry’s voice suddenly whispering in his ear. He had no idea when the boy had left Severus and moved down to him. He moaned against Severus’ cock, knowing the vibrations were causing even more stimulation for the man.

“You love having him in your mouth, wanting to taste him so badly,” Harry continued to whisper, suddenly moving his hand down to Draco’s cock and grabbing it.

Draco gasped from the sensation and closed his eyes tightly, so happy to have his cock being rubbed. He whimpered at the touch, his mouth starting to slack around Severus.

“Sucking so urgently,” Harry smirked, tightening his hold on Draco’s cock.

Tears finally rolled down Draco’s face as he sucked Severus harder, hearing the man gasp, feeling Harry squeeze him tighter. He was about to come any second; he could feel it.

“Draco,” Severus gasped, tilting his head back as far as he could, staring intently at the ceiling. “Fuck,” he screamed out, arching his back. “Draco.”

“Make him come, Draco. Make him come right down your pretty little throat.”

That had finally been the last straw. Both screamed their releases, Severus spilling into Draco’s mouth and Draco spilling onto Harry’s hand. Harry lightly chuckled, innocently licking his hand clean as he stared between the two Slytherins panting on the bed.

“Merlin, where’d you get such a filthy mouth?” Severus groaned, closing his eyes and running his hand through his hair.

“Fuck, who cares where,” Draco said, turning to face Harry and giving him a firm kiss on the lips. He then backed away and smiled, combing his hand through the boy’s hair. “Morning.”

“Morning,” Harry smiled, giving him a light kiss before jumping off the bed.

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“Loo,” Harry simply answered before exiting the room.

Draco smiled and looked up at Severus, seeing his professor still trying to catch his breath. “You alright there?” he chuckled.

“You boys are going to be the death of me,” he panted.

Draco smirked, moving up the man’s body and laying on top of him. They tenderly stared at each other as Draco lightly combed his hand through the man’s hair. “I can’t believe it’s already Sunday,” he softly began.

Severus sighed, “I know.”

“Severus, can I tell you a secret?”

“Of course.”

“I think I’m falling in love with you,” he softly confessed.

Severus widened his eyes in surprise, seeing the slight blush on Draco’s cheeks. He then smiled, gently tucking a strand of the boy’s blond hair behind his ear. “I think I am too,” he replied, realizing they just hit a new level.

Draco smiled, glad to know Severus had the same feelings he did. “So I’m not crazy for having these feelings so quickly?”

“If you are, then so am I,” he smirked, wrapping his arms around Draco and holding him close to his chest. “Sometimes the heart just knows.”

“Do you want to know another secret?” Draco then whispered.

Severus smiled, leaning in and giving him a kiss. “I think I already know,” he quietly replied, pausing when he heard Harry enter the room. The two Slytherins glanced in his direction and smiled, watching him move closer.

“What?” Harry asked, seeing the amusement on their faces.

Draco quietly chuckled and looked down at Severus, seeing the man smile up at him and nod his agreement.

Harry stopped in front of the bed and crossed his arms over his chest, frowning. “I’m not coming any closer until you tell me,” he demanded, knowing they had to have been talking about him just before.

Draco laughed louder, shaking his head and turning toward Harry. “Harry, get into bed,” he ordered.

“Not until you tell me,” he stubbornly refused.

“Harry, get over here,” Severus smirked.

“No,” he pouted.

Draco loudly sighed, rolling off of Severus and out of bed, walking closer to the sulking brunet. As soon as he was standing in front of him, he gently caressed his cheek and leaned in, pressing his lips to the boy’s.

Harry softly moaned, feeling his cock immediately stir once again. “Draco,” he purred, uncrossing his arms and wrapping them around Draco.

Draco smiled behind the kiss, resting his hands on Harry’s hips and pulling their naked bodies closer together. “If I tell you,” he whispered, kissing along the boy’s jaw line and down his neck, “you have to promise not to laugh.”

“I promise,” Harry murmured, slowly rubbing his cock against Draco’s already stiff member. “Tell me, Draco.”

“Oh,” Draco moaned, his cock pulsating against Harry’s. “Harry,” he soon whispered, “I think I-” he suddenly flinched and backed away, hearing a loud knock at Severus’ door.

“Damn it, what now?” Severus grumbled, rolling out of bed and grabbing his robe off the floor.

Knowing both boys were staring at his naked body, he waited until he was at his doorway before putting it on, hearing their sad sighs. “You two wait here,” he then smirked, closing his bedroom door and moving toward his front door.

He glanced in his mirror on the wall next to the door, making sure he looked presentable, and then straightened his robes before opening the door. He immediately glowered when he saw the Headmaster standing in front of him.

“Severus,” Dumbledore greeted, “I hope I haven’t disturbed you.”

“Of course not,” he drawled, moving out of the doorway and motioning for him to enter. “It’s just Sunday and I was sleeping,” he then mumbled, closing the door behind the man.

“I’m sorry, but something rather urgent has come up and I need you,” he explained, looking around the room, not sounding sorry at all.

Severus nervously glanced at his bedroom door, hoping the two boys had decided to continue with their earlier activities instead of eavesdropping. They knew he had switched to the light side, but they didn’t really know the extent of it. How was he going to tell them, knowing the man was about to give him another dangerous mission?

“Sir, may I ask that we speak about this at a later time?” he quietly asked.

Albus furrowed his eyebrows, looking around the room once more. “Is somebody here?” he questioned.

Severus gulped, knowing he couldn’t answer that. “No,” he sadly said in defeat. “I’m alone.”

“Good,” Albus nodded, taking a seat in one of Severus’ chairs. “The sooner we do this, the better,” he began.

Severus sighed, moving toward the sofa and sitting down. “What do you need me to do?” he finally asked.

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“You’re not going,” Draco firmly stated, as soon as he saw him enter the room.

Severus sighed, seeing the two boys sitting on his bed with their arms crossed over their chests. He knew it was wishful thinking that they wouldn’t listen in. “You don’t understand,” he replied. “I have to.”

“Why?” Harry frowned.

“I just do, alright?” he said, hoping they would drop it.

“No, it’s not alright,” Draco argued. “Why do you have to do it?”

“Because it’s my job, that’s why,” he suddenly snapped, regretting it the second he saw them both wince. “Look,” he softly continued, moving closer to the bed. “My role in this war is a bit more complicated than what you may think,” he said, sitting down in between them.

“Try us,” Draco insisted.

Severus sighed, shaking his head. “I can’t,” he quietly answered.

“Why not?”

“Would you just leave it, Draco?”

“No,” the blond refused. “I want to know why.”

“I don’t care what you want. I’m not telling you,” he growled, angrily standing up from the bed and moving toward his closet.

“You’re a fucking liar,” Draco suddenly whispered, glancing down at the floor.

Severus quickly turned to face him. “What did you just say?” he hissed.

“You don’t care about me,” he murmured, tears beginning to form in his eyes. “You don’t care about us.”

“Draco,” Harry cautioned, noticing the angry look on their professor’s face.

“Is that what you think?” Severus snarled. “You think I don’t care?”

“If you did, you wouldn’t go.”

The room immediately went silent. Harry worriedly chewed on his bottom lip, glancing between both Slytherins, not sure what was going to happen next. It wasn’t supposed to be like that, especially not after the night they just had.

“I think you should leave,” Severus finally said, causing both boys to look up at him.

“You’re really doing this, aren’t you?” Draco said, a tear suddenly rolling down his cheek.

Severus stared at him for a few more seconds before turning around and entering his closet. Draco growled, angrily standing up and grabbing his clothes off the floor, hurriedly dressing. “Fine, go. See if I bloody care anymore. And you can just forget everything I said earlier,” he yelled at him, pulling his trousers up. “Because I’m not.”

Harry nervously glanced at the closet, wondering what the man would say in response. Sadly there was no answer, making Draco become even angrier.

“And if you’re lucky enough to go to Azkaban when this is all over, maybe I’ll come visit. It’ll be kind of nice visiting you and my father in the same place,” he finally snapped, grabbing his belongings and slamming the bedroom door shut behind him.

Harry gulped, staring at the closed door. He then turned when he heard Severus walking out of the closet, seeing the tears that threatened to fall. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

Severus sighed, shaking his head. “It’s not your fault,” he explained, glancing over at the door. “Just…will you keep an eye on him until I get back?” he then quietly asked, turning back toward him.

Harry nodded, reaching down and grabbing his clothes off the floor. He then stood up and began dressing, noticing the man sadly staring at him. “What?” he questioned.

“I hope you know I do care about you, Harry,” he replied. “About both of you.”

Harry swallowed down the lump in his throat and then walked closer to him, kissing him on the lips. “I know,” he whispered.

“I’m sorry your first time had to end like this,” he apologized.

“Just come back to us soon, Severus,” he softly replied, kissing him once more before finally leaving his room and chasing after the distraught blond, knowing they needed to talk.

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A/N: Okay, okay. I know. Please don't hate me. It's been FAR too long since I last updated this story. I really hope nobody left me. I just couldn't get inspiration on this fic. Then I started doing edits on the previous chapters and found it again! Hopefully it won't take me so long to post up the next one. Oh, I want to let you all know that I'm also on Twitter now. So if any of you have an account, come follow me (@tiggator). There you'll get to see my progress on my current stories, as well as any new ones I may be working on.

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