Contemplations and Actions

For Disclaimer see Chapter 1.

A/N: Lemons in this chapter. I hope you like this chapter. If you do please review.

Warnings: Lemons, Rim, Slash,

Ch. 2: Actions?

As Harry walked into the bar, he walked to the back corner where ‘their” table was, where Draco was already waiting for him, just the same as he had every week for the past two years.

“Hey Draco. ” Harry said as he sat down. “What are we drinking today?”

“I think its called ‘sex on the beach’,” Draco replied pushing a glass towards Harry. “It actually isn’t that bad.” He said taking a sip from his own glass. “So, how was the get together party?”

“Draco, why don’t you ever come? You’re just as entitled as anyone else. Hell, even Snape shows up once in a while,” Harry replied back, while he thought ‘I’d like to have sex with you on the beach, hell I’d like to have sex with you anywhere.’ “Well, anyways guess what?”

“Potter, you ass. I don’t feel like playing guessing games with you tonight. Just tell me what happened at the party and then I just want to get pissed. My boss at the ministry is trying to get me fired again and this time it looks like he’ll succeed. So I pulled a fast one and I quit.”Draco snarled back.

“Hey, Sorry. Why’d’ya quit? You love your job, you get to play with potions all day. Your Favorite thing in the whole world.”

“Well, actually, I finally got Snape to agree to apprentice to him at Hogwarts next year, or maybe the year after, because I’ve been thinking about maybe traveling some.”

Harry’s heart sank, “You’re thinking of traveling?”

“Potter, stop echoing back my words. Well, what was the news you were trying to get me to guess?”

“Aaah. Oh, Hermione’s pregnant.”

“Oh, god the Weasel’s actually done it. He’s making more little weasels, as if there weren’t enough already.” Draco groaned out and finished his glass and bolted back the other one that was sitting on the table. For good measure he grabbed Harry’s half empty glass and drained it too.

“Gods, Draco, you shouldn’t drink like that.”

“Why the hell not?” Draco waved the bartender over, and ordered them some beers. “Did you know tomorrow’s my birthday. I’ve decided to finally stand up to my mom and tell her I’m fed up with her and Severus continuing to treat me like a child. Especially since they’re still doing what my Father wanted them to do.”

“What do you mean Draco? Is there something you didn’t tell me before? I know after Voldie came back your father mistreated you. Hell, I saw him beating you for Voldemort, when I came and got you.”

“Potter, have I told you how grateful I am that you killed the bastard. My father I mean. Oh and I guess old Voldie, too, because he’s the one that made my father become so cold towards me that he would beat me for Voldemort’s amusement because I failed to kill Dumbledore.” Draco paused and took a sip of his beer. “You know, its ironic the Weasel and mudblood..”
“Draco…”

“Allright, Hermione, have each other and are about to have a baby together, and here you and I are with nobody. Heck, even Longbottom’s got Looney. It’s just so depressing.” He sipped his beer again, “Potter, you don’t know the half of what my father did to me.”

“You know Draco, you can call me Harry. And I don’t think I want to know what else your dad did to you. You already told me how he forced you to watch him have sex and then forced you to have sex with all those women as ‘learning experiences’, and the beatings he gave you, and all that training to be a Malfoy crap too. Yeah, I don’t think I want to hear more, but if you need to talk I’m here for you” Harry reached over and laid his hand over Draco’s. They stayed like that for a few more minutes looking into each others eyes.

“Hey, do you want to get out of here. Maybe we could just go to your flat.”

“Sure. I’ve got stuff there, firewhiskey even.”

“That’s great. Let’s go.”

They walked outside and apparated to Harry’s apartment.

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Hours later, both young men were very drunk, when the subject of sex came up.

“You’ve got to be shitting me. The Great and All-Powerful Harry Fucking Potter is a virgin?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, gods. We really are a pair. You’ve never had sex, and I’ve only had sex with women when my father forced me too as part of my ‘training’ and the last time was over three years ago.”

“Have you ever had sex with a man?” Harry finally asked embarrassed, “Do you know what’s involved? Could you tell me.”

“Well, I’ve never had sex with a man, but it was part of my training to watch it happening. I know all the spells and the techniques.”

Harry built up his courage by taking another sip of Liquid Courage, a drink Draco had concocted using firewhiskey and some weird potion ingredients.. “Would you, um, show me?” They stared at each other for a while. Then Draco got up and sat on Harry’s lap and kissed him. At first Harry was stiff and unyielding, then his lips softened and he allowed Draco’s tongue access to his mouth. Then he was fully participating in the kiss, and he allowed his hands to wonder all over Draco’s body until they reached the bottom of Draco’s shirtand he slid them underneath. Draco unhappy with the lack of contact scooted closer into Harry’s lap until their erections rubbed together but through their clothes. This satisfied them for a while, but eventually both were very aroused and wanted more. They started to help each other out of their clothes.

Once they were both naked, they stared at each other, admiring each other’s bodies.

Harry broke the silence, “um, you know, I’m not gay, at least I don’t think I am. I am however very attracted to you and have been for years. Other than you I’ve never even been the slightest bit interested in another man sexually, usually I tend to be attracted to females.” Draco was silent for a while.

“If it helps you any, I’ve been attracted to you for years, too.” Harry couldn’t help himself, he gave a little whoop of joy and pounced on the slightly smaller male. He hugged him close and gave him a kiss. Then he paused, “Um, I’m not sure what to do next.”

“OK, um, let’s go to your bedroom.” They walked to the bedroom that was decorated in greens just like the rest of the flat. “Did you know your décor matches your eyes.”

“Oh, yeah, well green’s one of my favorite colors. So what now?”

“Well, you know for two men to have sex, one is the bottom and the other tops. That means the guy that tops puts his dick in the other guys arse. But before that can happen the hole has to be stretched and lubricated otherwise you can hurt yourself and tear. So, do you want to top or bottom?”

“I think I’ll be bottom at first because you at least have some experience and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Ok. Lay down on your back. Yeah that’s good.” Draco moved to the bed where Harry lay on the bed. He leaned over and kissed him on the lips. Then he called over the other male and straddled his legs. He started kissing his way down Harry’s body. He bit each of Harry’s tiny brown nubs before laving them and moving on. He paused again at Harry’s innie, and speared his tongue inside then rimmed around it before following the arrow of dark hair down to the most interesting part. The whole while Harry made the sweetest groans and moans that drove Draco crazy. And also every so often Harry would buck up at him and rub his erection against Draco. The last time it butted Draco in the nose as he blew on it. He was unsure about this apart he had been given fellatio but never given it to someone else. His father had worried constantly about him being too girly and so had not had Draco have sex with other males, he had in fact forbidden it. So he just did what he usually liked. He licked up the underside of Harry’s penis along the vein. Then he tongued the tip, before sliding the head into his mouth.
“Oh gods, Draco, that feels good,” Harry cried out. So, Draco after a minute of just sucking on the head, started to slide the rest of it into his mouth.

‘How do they do this? I know some of those girls would fit me entirely in. Oh yeah, deep-throating.’ Draco thought to himself. And so he got all of Harry’s penis in before his gag reflexes kicked in and he pulled back. “Sorry, I’ve never done this,” he mumble.

“Draco, don’t worry about it,” Harry said before pulling the blonde up to kiss him. “I have no experience with this at all, but I’ve been enjoying everything so far.” With that he layed back on his elbows.”

“Um, so do you want to cum before I continue or do you want to wait?”

“Actually, I’m really close right now so it might be better before.”

Draco bent down again and sucked in just the head and then wrapped his hands around the rest of the long thick shaft. Not two minutes later, “Uh Draco, I’m about to..” Draco pulled away just in time to get a face full of Harry’s ejaculate. “Oh, gods, I’m sorry.” Harry leaned up and Accio’d atowel from his bathroom, and started to wipe his lover’s face clean. Draco held up a hand, and dragged a finger through some of the cum and brought it to his mouth and tasted it.

“Well it doesn’t taste bad, but it doesn’t taste good,” Draco commented, then he offered his finger to Harry, who sucked the digit into his mouth and then licked it clean. He continued to suck on Draco’s other fingers also, while Draco’s eyes glazed over slightly. He then released Draco’s hand with one last pop, and it fell limply into Draco’s lap. Harry then cleaned of the rest of Draco’s face.

“Yeah, your right its not the best tasting thing in the world. So what’s next? Do I do you?” Harry asked shyly.

“If you want to.”

Harry pushed Draco down on his back and proceeded to return the favor to Draco. Draco gave a warning, but Harry stayed where he was and when Draco came swallowed, or at least tried to, some escaped his lips as he pulled away. He looked up Draco and smiled, “Yours taste a lot better then mine and he licked his lips clean. “Now what?”

“Now, I need to prepare you, lay on your stomach, I read that it works better this way the first time.” Harry complied and laid on his stomach in the middle of the bed. Once he was in position Draco nudged Harry’s legs apart, and kneeled between them. “Harry, you wouldn’t happen to have any lube would?”

Harry laughed, “Actually I do. Accio Lube. Hermione and Ron gave it to me as a gag gift for my last birthday. This ones strawberry flavored. They bought me a bunch of sex stuff, because of all the news articles about me and all those people they say I’ve had sex with.” He handed Draco the tube of lube. He laid it to the side and grabbed his wand. He tapped the tip to Harry’s behind and cast a quick spell, then he repeated it on himself. Harry felt a tingling sensation in his stomach. “What did you just do?”

“Oh, I used an enema charm, it cleans out your system. It kind of works like Evanesco.” Draco grabbed the tube and squeezed some onto his fingers. He recapped the tube and laid it on the bed next to Harry. He then warmed the lubrication by working it over his fingers. He then reached down and massaged the pink pucker with one finger, which he slipped in. He paused as Harry hissed and tensed. With his other hand he stroked Harry’s back and eventually Harry relaxed. Draco slipped in another finger and started working them around and loosening the tight ring of muscle. Eventually he added a third and then a fourth. He finally found what he was searching for and he rubbed against Harry’s prostrate.

Harry had been enjoying the new feeling of being stretched when all of a sudden it seemed as if his world exploded in a sea of colors. “ What was that?” Then, he felt Draco’s lips sucking on the back of his neck, and then move on down his back along his back. Draco’s tongue swirled around his fingers and then he pulled them out and stiffened his tongue and stabbed it inside and swirled it around. “Oh, that feels gooood,” Harry moaned. After several minutes of this Harry was screaming out of his mind. Draco pulled away and then leaned over Harry to grab the tube again, pausing to give him a kiss. He chuckled to himself at the sight of Harry; he had his hands by his head clutching the sheets so tightly his knuckles were white, his eyes were scrunched closed and his face was turned to the side, which had allowed Draco to kiss him.

Draco didn’t think he would last much longer, then he remembered the trick his father had taught him. He grabbed his wand and tapped his erection and cast the spell quietly, that would allow him to remain erect for the next hour, no matter how many times he came. He layed his wand down again, and squeezed more lubrication into his palm, then rubbed his hands together to warm it before slathering it onto his erection. Then he pulled Harry up onto his knees and keeping his head on the bed. Then he got into a kneeling position behind Harry between his legs. He teased himself and Harry by rubbing the thick head of his shaft along the cleft of Harry’s bottom. He thought he heard Harry growl, but wasn’t sure because of the pounding in his ears. He pushed into the loosened hole slightly and let Harry adjust to the feeling of Draco stretching him even more, all the while stroking Harry’s back. When Harry had gotten adjusted, he could tell by the way Harry relaxed slightly and pushed back on him. As Harry pushed back he slid all the way to the hilt. He stayed like that savoring the sensation of finally being inside Harry’s tight wet channel. It felt really good…It felt like….home. Harry started to whimper and was trembling slightly so Draco started to move, slowly at first at a moderate pace, occasionally hitting that small bundle of nerves that caused Harry to gasp. He reached around and grabbed Harry’s very erect dick and just held it for a while, then he started to move his hand in time with his thrusts. After only a few minutes of this Harry came in his hand and his bottom clenched around Draco, causing him to follow. He felt like he could die that instant and be content that he was the happiest he had ever been. His mind blanked out from the pleasure. When he came back to himself he was still pounding away at Harry from behind, erratically now. He looked over at the alarm clock on Harry’s nightstand and realized he must have been out of it for quite a while because his hour was almost up. He leaned over Harry’s back and sucked on the side of his neck, biting down, making sure to leave a mark, and he came again, this time losing his hardness. He pulled slowly out of Harry with a pop. It was almost painful, he knew Harry probably wouldn’t be able to sit straight for a week, much less be able to ride a broom. ‘Good thing it’s the off-season for Quidditch otherwise Harry’d be in tough shite with his Captain.’ Draco fell onto the bed next to Harry, grabbed his wand and cast a quick cleaning charm. He dropped his wand and pulled the larger boy into his arms to cuddle.

“That was really great, Draco,” Harry mumbled into Draco’s neck, before falling asleep almost instantly. Draco followed him into slumber.

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Draco awoke in the middle of the night to having a weight pushing him into the mattress. He wondered what had woken him, when he realized there was a slight burning in his bottom, which was feeling decidedly full. He turned his head to the side and looked behind him to see Harry pounding into him almost frantically, but the funny thing was that his eyes were closed, not in intense pleasure, but in SLEEP. Harry was sleepfucking him, and hadn’t used an. Then he realized what had woken him, he was hard, very HARD. At that instant Harry hit a spot inside him and they came together. Draco heard as if from far away as he fell asleep again, ‘Gods, I love you so damn much Draco. I wish you were a girl so I could marry you have kids with you, and spend the rest of my life with you.’

If either had been awake they would have seen the Swirl of magic that had been swirling around the room and had finally concentrated on their sleeping forms.

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Draco awoke early the next morning. He remembered what he heard Harry say last night, right before he had gone to sleep. It firmed his resolve to confront his mother and Severus later today. He would refuse the Potion, that he had been made to take since he was born. He had studied it, and its effects on him after he had found out the Secret during his first year at Hogwarts, when he had overheard his father and godfather talking about it over the Winter Holidays, when they had thought he was asleep. He had figured out over the past few years that it caused a lot of his powers to be lost to him because they were tied into keeping the Secret, but in the month before his birthday the Potion would lose its potency, and his powers would begin to come back to him, only to lose them again once he took the Potion on his birthday. But no more, he would no longer follow the wishes of his father, especially when the man had been dead for three years, killed by none other then the Boy-Who-Lived-to-Fuck-Draco, when he had come to save Draco from his father’s and Voldemort’s clutches. Ha the irony of it all. What made him think, was that if his father had not been dragged back under Voldemort’s influence and become such a bastard, he would probably take the Potion gladly just to make him proud. All the torture had started when Voldemort had come back. Before that Lucius had been a very loving father, if a little strict. Draco had wanted so much to be just like him, and so had spouted the nonsense he had been told by his father.

Draco knew he had to leave before Harry woke or he might lose his resolve. He felt exhausted, but knew what he had to do to get on with his life. He gathered all of his things and cleaned the apartment with a few housekeeping charms. Looked in on a snoring Harry, and left for the Manor.

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When Harry woke there was no sign that anything had happened last night. He sighed. ‘Was it all just a dream(delusion) that my drunk mind came up with when I failed to tell Draco how I feel again?’ Then he moved and realized his bum was sore. He perked up. ‘Maybe it did happen.’ He didn’t remember how exactly they had ended up in bed, but he did remember everything that Draco had done to him. A memory of a dream came to him. He wanted to make Draco feel as good as he had, and so he had, in the dream, rolled the smaller man onto his stomach and licked his index finger to make it wet, but when he stuck his finger in the hole it had been already really wet so he had just stretched it some more, before sliding his erection inside. It had been a very magical experience, and he had felt very connected to Draco physically and on a level beyond. It had felt as if their magics had touched and bonded for a while. But that had just been a dream, so he dismissed it. He thought once again, as he had many times before, ‘I wish Draco was a girl so we could marry and have kids. But that’s impossible, so quit it. Tou know you’ll take Draco any way you can get him.’ With that Harry got up and got ready for his job for the day; an Unspeakable with the Ministry of Magic. He really had no social life with his jobs. Of course no one knew that in addition to being a Seeker for the Chudley Canons, and in the off-season, and some during the season when he wasn’t training, he worked as an Unspeakable researching Dark Arts charms through the ages, he also worked as an Undercover Auror, which he was able to do because he could change his appearance now thanks to Tonks training him, and the use of a Time-turner that he had saved from the MOM, the night Sirius died. Somehow it had ended up in his pocket, and he hadn’t found it until a year later when he was cleaning out his trunk to reorganize it. He kept his true identity from everyone including his boss, who just knew him by his code name, Phoenix, which was his animagus form. He had been able to accomplish both after he had absorbed Voldemort’s powers. However, he was thinking he would need a break soon, he was starting to burn out, and his social life was almost nonexistent, it consisted of his monthly meetings with his friends, and the weekly meetings with Draco.

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Draco got his things together and sent them on. He had prepared everything months ago, and so he didn’t have much to do now until he met with his mother and Severus. He sent an owl to both asking them to meet him in an hour.


A/N: Egads, this was really hard to write. Please leave a review and tell how you like it.