A Midnight Walk
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Adult ++
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3
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20,258
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8
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Part one
A/N: Instead of doing this as a one chap i have chosen to (because i got reviews) publish the first half of what i haved typed because i\'m trying to not keep you waiting i\'m typing my brains out so just hold on and keep feeding me reviews and it will be typed faster. (I need my motivation.)
Disclaimer: Characters? World? No they don’t belong to me, but every now and then I like to steal them for a moment to act out my disgusting smutty little fantasies.
WARNING: This Story involves INCEST and SEX BETWEEN TWO MALES (actually three but hey who’s counting?) If you’re not into it turn back now.
Summary: Set in the chamber of secrets. Harry can’t sleep so he goes for a midnight walk and somehow ends up in the Slytherin dungeons. When he hears a scream the hero in him goes to see what’s wrong but what happens when he finds a very angry Lucius and a badly beaten Draco? A little Harry/Ron Fluff in the beginning but mostly Harry/Draco/Lucius Smutty PWP One-Shot
Midnight Walk
Harry Potter woke from his short slumber in a cold sweat. He thought back to the dream, but it wasn’t a dream it was a vision of the day before. A nightmare of the cruelty he had shown even if it was to Draco Malfoy it still haunted him even in his dreams.
*+*Flashback*+*
It was the first Quidditch match of the season and everything was up and about. Slytherin was ahead by thirty points making the scored 80 to 50 and side by side Potter and Malfoy desperately reached for the snitch.
Malfoy gritted his teeth as he pushed himself to his max trying to grab the snitch and when his fingertips curled around the golden globe Harry thought he was going to faint. He notched his broom down and flew in for his landing Potter was still by his side, but before he got the chance to throw a well deserved insult his way he felt Potter slip his nimble fingers around his wrist and he pressed against a pressure point in Malfoy’s hand. This caused Malfoy to let go of the snitch and Harry grabbed it, halting immediately holding his hand over his head and the crowd went wild as Draco Malfoy Lost control of his broom and fell.
*+*End Flashback*+*
“I Cheated.” Harry breathed as he stared at the ceiling cursing himself for doing such a horrible thing. He had pried the snitch out of Malfoy’s hand, using Draco’s slack wrist to his advantage. He had played someone’s weakness and turned it against him. He remembered when he had found out about Malfoy’s only weakness two weeks before hand.
*+*Flashback*+*
Him and Malfoy stood in Lupin’s Class room, writing 100 –non magical- lines on the chalkboard of “I Will Not Tempt Malfoy To Hurt Me.” And “I Will Resist All Temptation To Hurt Potter.” It was after supper and they –as they always did- had detention for another fist fight in the corridor.
Harry finished early and went to gather his books but Professer Lupin stopped him by magically appearing in front of the door. “No, Harry I can’t let you leave until mister Malfoy has finished.”
Harry sighed as he placed his books back on the desk and sat down, glaring a hole into the back of Draco’s head. As Malfoy was writing the last word of his second last sentence he stopped and let out a hiss of pain. Harry’s eyes widened and professor Lupin questioned him, “Draco, Are you okay?”
Draco’s Voice squeaked and his hand was trembling. “I-I’m Fine.” He stuttered when he pulled his hand to his chest as he reset the joint by pushing in on a bump that had appeared on his right wrist. His hand let go and the chalk fell to his feet. He picked up the chalk and continued writing as if nothing had happened.
Harry was curious but was to afraid to ask, but obviously professor Lupin wasn’t. “Mister Malfoy, What was that about?”
Draco looked at him and then continued writing his last line as he spoke, “I broke my wrist when I was young and after my father casted a spell to take the pain away I didn’t seek any proper treatment. Eventually, it healed, but it hasn’t been the same ever since. It tends to protest against me writing a lot.” He finished as he elegantly signed the bottom corner of the black board and put the chalk down.
*+*End Flashback*+*
“Okay…” Harry whispered quietly to himself, “I can’t sleep and if I don’t get out of this bed I’ll die of guilt.” He sat up, pulling the bed sheets away from his thin frame when he realized that he was still in his black t-shirt and jeans. The potion Ron had given him to help him sleep had been strong enough to knock him out without him having time to dress but only lasted him- he gazed at the clock –three and a half hours. Harry stood and stretched as he remembered knocking back the potion at 9:00pm and now it was half past twelve. “Not a bad potion Ron but you could of made it a bit stronger.” He said aloud knowing Ron slept like a rock.
Ron turned over in his slumber mumbling a “Thank you, Harry.” then shoving his head under his pillow.
Harry chuckled as Ron talked in his sleep. Ron was dreaming about him again. Harry smiled to his friends’ sleeping form as he said, “No problem, Ron what else are friends for if not for lab rats?”
Ron smiled in his sleep and nodded making his pillow fall of the bed and onto the floor, “You’re absolutely right, Harry.” He mumbled.
Harry smiled again brightly. Ron always knew how to make him smile, even if he was unconscious. Harry rounded his bed and picked Ron’s pillow from the floor, holding it under his left arm. Harry lifted Ron’s head up gently caressing his cheek with his right hand and he slipped the pillow beneath his head with his left. “Goodnight, Ron.” He said sweetly as he tucked Ronald in.
Ron groaned when Harry’s hand left him and was replaced by his fluffy white pillow. He moved his cheek against the pillow and pulled the sheets to his chin at the same time Harry reached for them, “Goodnight, Harry.” He mumbled back to him as he drifted deep into his coma state.
Harry sighed and turned picking up his potions book. He had to concoct a sample of the black elixir that morning first hour after breakfast. Snape told the class that they would be doing a potions lab the next class saying that it would be a good 15% of their mid term grade. Harry needed those 15 marks as potions was the only class he was falling behind in, because of Snape no doubt. He had told this to professor Lupin earlier that day and Lupin had let him in on a little secret. He told Harry that every year for second years Snape would do a black elixir potions lab for his midterm project. Harry was ecstatic it was an easy 15 marks because he spent about eight hours memorizing the ingredients and amounts of everything that goes into the black elixir.
Harry looked at the clock and mumbled, “One in the morning and I don’t feel the least bit tired.” He closed his potions book and set it down on his desk, slipped his invisibility cloak from under his bed. “Might as well go for a walk.” He whispered as he tossed the cloak over his shoulders and made sure he was entirely invisible. He walked down the stairs, through the common room and knocked against the fat lady’s picture.
The picture opened and the fat lady called when no one past through. “Hello! Is anyone there? Nick if that’s you I swear you’ll wish you had never died!”
Suddenly Harry’s head appeared to be floating in front of her. “Don’t scream.” Harry said calmly.
The fat lady looked at him and smiled, “Oh Harry dear, you scared me for a second. What mischief are you up to tonight?”
Harry laughed lightly and replied, “Oh no mischief I couldn’t sleep so I’m going for a walk… if a prefect should ask you where I am would you mind covering for me?” He smiled and gave her the puppy dog eyes.
The fat lady blushed and smiled, “Oh Harry, I could never say no to you...” Harry smiled “Oh you’re just so cute!” Now Harry was the one blushing and he thanked her for the compliment. “Okay, take the east route back so if a prefect asks I can say you’re gone to the kitchens for some water because you couldn’t sleep. That way if they catch you coming back they won’t take away house points.”
Harry got up on his tip toes and kissed the fat lady on the cheek pulling the cloak back over his head he walked down the changing stairs and out of the Gryffindor tower. He stepped out of the left wing from the Gryffindor tower and instead of walking towards the Hufflepuff tower. He felt a swelling in his heart when he looked toward the stairs heading to the great doors. So he walked down them slowly, questioning this force that pulled at his soul. He looked to the right… “The Slytherin Dungeons” Harry whispered to himself as the same force pulled him from what felt like the inside out. “Okay whatever you are… I’ll play your little game.”
When Harry stepped inside the door he heard a horrific scream from the deep dungeon. Suddenly the door closed behind him and the heavy iron door wouldn’t open again. Harry turned around facing the deathly dark hallway...
Disclaimer: Characters? World? No they don’t belong to me, but every now and then I like to steal them for a moment to act out my disgusting smutty little fantasies.
WARNING: This Story involves INCEST and SEX BETWEEN TWO MALES (actually three but hey who’s counting?) If you’re not into it turn back now.
Summary: Set in the chamber of secrets. Harry can’t sleep so he goes for a midnight walk and somehow ends up in the Slytherin dungeons. When he hears a scream the hero in him goes to see what’s wrong but what happens when he finds a very angry Lucius and a badly beaten Draco? A little Harry/Ron Fluff in the beginning but mostly Harry/Draco/Lucius Smutty PWP One-Shot
Midnight Walk
Harry Potter woke from his short slumber in a cold sweat. He thought back to the dream, but it wasn’t a dream it was a vision of the day before. A nightmare of the cruelty he had shown even if it was to Draco Malfoy it still haunted him even in his dreams.
*+*Flashback*+*
It was the first Quidditch match of the season and everything was up and about. Slytherin was ahead by thirty points making the scored 80 to 50 and side by side Potter and Malfoy desperately reached for the snitch.
Malfoy gritted his teeth as he pushed himself to his max trying to grab the snitch and when his fingertips curled around the golden globe Harry thought he was going to faint. He notched his broom down and flew in for his landing Potter was still by his side, but before he got the chance to throw a well deserved insult his way he felt Potter slip his nimble fingers around his wrist and he pressed against a pressure point in Malfoy’s hand. This caused Malfoy to let go of the snitch and Harry grabbed it, halting immediately holding his hand over his head and the crowd went wild as Draco Malfoy Lost control of his broom and fell.
*+*End Flashback*+*
“I Cheated.” Harry breathed as he stared at the ceiling cursing himself for doing such a horrible thing. He had pried the snitch out of Malfoy’s hand, using Draco’s slack wrist to his advantage. He had played someone’s weakness and turned it against him. He remembered when he had found out about Malfoy’s only weakness two weeks before hand.
*+*Flashback*+*
Him and Malfoy stood in Lupin’s Class room, writing 100 –non magical- lines on the chalkboard of “I Will Not Tempt Malfoy To Hurt Me.” And “I Will Resist All Temptation To Hurt Potter.” It was after supper and they –as they always did- had detention for another fist fight in the corridor.
Harry finished early and went to gather his books but Professer Lupin stopped him by magically appearing in front of the door. “No, Harry I can’t let you leave until mister Malfoy has finished.”
Harry sighed as he placed his books back on the desk and sat down, glaring a hole into the back of Draco’s head. As Malfoy was writing the last word of his second last sentence he stopped and let out a hiss of pain. Harry’s eyes widened and professor Lupin questioned him, “Draco, Are you okay?”
Draco’s Voice squeaked and his hand was trembling. “I-I’m Fine.” He stuttered when he pulled his hand to his chest as he reset the joint by pushing in on a bump that had appeared on his right wrist. His hand let go and the chalk fell to his feet. He picked up the chalk and continued writing as if nothing had happened.
Harry was curious but was to afraid to ask, but obviously professor Lupin wasn’t. “Mister Malfoy, What was that about?”
Draco looked at him and then continued writing his last line as he spoke, “I broke my wrist when I was young and after my father casted a spell to take the pain away I didn’t seek any proper treatment. Eventually, it healed, but it hasn’t been the same ever since. It tends to protest against me writing a lot.” He finished as he elegantly signed the bottom corner of the black board and put the chalk down.
*+*End Flashback*+*
“Okay…” Harry whispered quietly to himself, “I can’t sleep and if I don’t get out of this bed I’ll die of guilt.” He sat up, pulling the bed sheets away from his thin frame when he realized that he was still in his black t-shirt and jeans. The potion Ron had given him to help him sleep had been strong enough to knock him out without him having time to dress but only lasted him- he gazed at the clock –three and a half hours. Harry stood and stretched as he remembered knocking back the potion at 9:00pm and now it was half past twelve. “Not a bad potion Ron but you could of made it a bit stronger.” He said aloud knowing Ron slept like a rock.
Ron turned over in his slumber mumbling a “Thank you, Harry.” then shoving his head under his pillow.
Harry chuckled as Ron talked in his sleep. Ron was dreaming about him again. Harry smiled to his friends’ sleeping form as he said, “No problem, Ron what else are friends for if not for lab rats?”
Ron smiled in his sleep and nodded making his pillow fall of the bed and onto the floor, “You’re absolutely right, Harry.” He mumbled.
Harry smiled again brightly. Ron always knew how to make him smile, even if he was unconscious. Harry rounded his bed and picked Ron’s pillow from the floor, holding it under his left arm. Harry lifted Ron’s head up gently caressing his cheek with his right hand and he slipped the pillow beneath his head with his left. “Goodnight, Ron.” He said sweetly as he tucked Ronald in.
Ron groaned when Harry’s hand left him and was replaced by his fluffy white pillow. He moved his cheek against the pillow and pulled the sheets to his chin at the same time Harry reached for them, “Goodnight, Harry.” He mumbled back to him as he drifted deep into his coma state.
Harry sighed and turned picking up his potions book. He had to concoct a sample of the black elixir that morning first hour after breakfast. Snape told the class that they would be doing a potions lab the next class saying that it would be a good 15% of their mid term grade. Harry needed those 15 marks as potions was the only class he was falling behind in, because of Snape no doubt. He had told this to professor Lupin earlier that day and Lupin had let him in on a little secret. He told Harry that every year for second years Snape would do a black elixir potions lab for his midterm project. Harry was ecstatic it was an easy 15 marks because he spent about eight hours memorizing the ingredients and amounts of everything that goes into the black elixir.
Harry looked at the clock and mumbled, “One in the morning and I don’t feel the least bit tired.” He closed his potions book and set it down on his desk, slipped his invisibility cloak from under his bed. “Might as well go for a walk.” He whispered as he tossed the cloak over his shoulders and made sure he was entirely invisible. He walked down the stairs, through the common room and knocked against the fat lady’s picture.
The picture opened and the fat lady called when no one past through. “Hello! Is anyone there? Nick if that’s you I swear you’ll wish you had never died!”
Suddenly Harry’s head appeared to be floating in front of her. “Don’t scream.” Harry said calmly.
The fat lady looked at him and smiled, “Oh Harry dear, you scared me for a second. What mischief are you up to tonight?”
Harry laughed lightly and replied, “Oh no mischief I couldn’t sleep so I’m going for a walk… if a prefect should ask you where I am would you mind covering for me?” He smiled and gave her the puppy dog eyes.
The fat lady blushed and smiled, “Oh Harry, I could never say no to you...” Harry smiled “Oh you’re just so cute!” Now Harry was the one blushing and he thanked her for the compliment. “Okay, take the east route back so if a prefect asks I can say you’re gone to the kitchens for some water because you couldn’t sleep. That way if they catch you coming back they won’t take away house points.”
Harry got up on his tip toes and kissed the fat lady on the cheek pulling the cloak back over his head he walked down the changing stairs and out of the Gryffindor tower. He stepped out of the left wing from the Gryffindor tower and instead of walking towards the Hufflepuff tower. He felt a swelling in his heart when he looked toward the stairs heading to the great doors. So he walked down them slowly, questioning this force that pulled at his soul. He looked to the right… “The Slytherin Dungeons” Harry whispered to himself as the same force pulled him from what felt like the inside out. “Okay whatever you are… I’ll play your little game.”
When Harry stepped inside the door he heard a horrific scream from the deep dungeon. Suddenly the door closed behind him and the heavy iron door wouldn’t open again. Harry turned around facing the deathly dark hallway...