Two Wrongs Make a Right?
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
4,377
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Chapter One A new Beginning
Harry woke late the morning of his 24th birthday. The trip to the club had been a total waste. He had a slight headache and nothing else to show for his evening. Once again he vowed to stop doing that. Merlin knew He should as least have picked someone up to briefly alleviate his bitter loneliness and help him to forget. Not for the first time he agreed with his old potions professor, sometimes he had a major hero complex. He mentally vowed to rectify that tonight. He would bring someone back to his ‘home’, room 312 at the Dragon tales Inn.
After his shower, he looked through his wardrobe to find the most obscene possible outfit. He had a visit to make today. He dressed a very tight pair of black leather pants and form fitting emerald green mesh shirt. You could see the glint of his nipple and belly ring through holey material. He admired himself in the mirror after lacing up his dragon skin boots. There was only one person in the world that Harry potter dressed up for and he would see him today.
He smiled as he Apparated to Hogsmeade. It didn’t take Harry long to reach Hogwarts and the dungeon domain of the most frightening potion master in its long and well documented history.
He hissed a welcome in Parseltongue at the tapestry of two coiled snakes that guarded the Slytherins private apartments. “Seria, it is a pleasure to see you and Slav are still the faithful guardians of our mutual friend.”
“Yesss we still serve, master, we have missed you.”
“I have been off doing my brooding thing. You know that Sev would be disappointed if I didn’t have a years worth of feeling sorry for myself to relay to him.” Harry hissed with a chuckle. “How is he?”
“He is sad. You are a most welcome sight this year.”
Harry frowned at the snakes comment. “Well you better let me in then.”
The door swung open to admit him to the inner sanctum of one Severus Snape. Harry didn’t have much time to admire the changes in décor since last year. “Ahh if it isn’t the wizarding world’s little slut.”
“No Sev, I am simply your little slut. I whore myself only for you.” Harry couldn’t quite keep a straight face as he smirked at the older man. All things considered Snape didn’t look too bad. He had a few more lines on his face. He was, as always, too pale. He looked a bit underfed, and his hair still hung lank and a touch greasy from potion fumes. The thing that actually concerned Harry was the expression on his face. “Sev….?”
“Harry, you know that I lust for your toned, and might I say incredibly hot body, but I can’t succumb and we both know it. If you were being honest with yourself you would know that you don’t want me, you are simply latching onto the last contact you have with your old life.”
“I would not regret sleeping with you, Sev.”
“Perhaps, but it would be either a pity fuck or a needy cry for help. I would not like for either to taint the only remaining friendship I have left, Harry.”
Harry hung his head in defeat. “Trust you to come out with reason at the wrong time.”
Chapter One A new Beginning
Harry woke late the morning of his 24th birthday. The trip to the club had been a total waste. He had a slight headache and nothing else to show for his evening. Once again he vowed to stop doing that. Merlin knew He should as least have picked someone up to briefly alleviate his bitter loneliness and help him to forget. Not for the first time he agreed with his old potions professor, sometimes he had a major hero complex. He mentally vowed to rectify that tonight. He would bring someone back to his ‘home’, room 312 at the Dragon tales Inn.
After his shower, he looked through his wardrobe to find the most obscene possible outfit. He had a visit to make today. He dressed a very tight pair of black leather pants and form fitting emerald green mesh shirt. You could see the glint of his nipple and belly ring through holey material. He admired himself in the mirror after lacing up his dragon skin boots. There was only one person in the world that Harry potter dressed up for and he would see him today.
He smiled as he Apparated to Hogsmeade. It didn’t take Harry long to reach Hogwarts and the dungeon domain of the most frightening potion master in its long and well documented history.
He hissed a welcome in Parseltongue at the tapestry of two coiled snakes that guarded the Slytherins private apartments. “Seria, it is a pleasure to see you and Slav are still the faithful guardians of our mutual friend.”
“Yesss we still serve, master, we have missed you.”
“I have been off doing my brooding thing. You know that Sev would be disappointed if I didn’t have a years worth of feeling sorry for myself to relay to him.” Harry hissed with a chuckle. “How is he?”
“He is sad. You are a most welcome sight this year.”
Harry frowned at the snakes comment. “Well you better let me in then.”
The door swung open to admit him to the inner sanctum of one Severus Snape. Harry didn’t have much time to admire the changes in décor since last year. “Ahh if it isn’t the wizarding world’s little slut.”
“No Sev, I am simply your little slut. I whore myself only for you.” Harry couldn’t quite keep a straight face as he smirked at the older man. All things considered Snape didn’t look too bad. He had a few more lines on his face. He was, as always, too pale. He looked a bit underfed, and his hair still hung lank and a touch greasy from potion fumes. The thing that actually concerned Harry was the expression on his face. “Sev….?”
“Harry, you know that I lust for your toned, and might I say incredibly hot body, but I can’t succumb and we both know it. If you were being honest with yourself you would know that you don’t want me, you are simply latching onto the last contact you have with your old life.”
“I would not regret sleeping with you, Sev.”
“Perhaps, but it would be either a pity fuck or a needy cry for help. I would not like for either to taint the only remaining friendship I have left, Harry.”
Harry hung his head in defeat. “Trust you to come out with reason at the wrong time.”