One Man's Garbage is Another Mans...Son?

ÿþ One Man s Garbage is Another Man s... Son? By: IzzyMarie DISCLAIMER- I OWN NOTHING WOOT WOOT WOOT POLL RESULTS Clothing Style- He will be gothic, but will wear skirts sometimes. Since it was followed very closely by normal clothing, his dad will make him wear normal clothes twice a week. I have also heard from a few people that they want him to be punkish. I can try it a couple of times. There aren t really any specific punk brands i can think of, so if you know any... leave a message? Drugs won 19 to 17, so i decided they will only do them a couple of times before they get caught. Pansy will date... wait for it... wait... for... it. Fred and George. Some of my friends had to vote because there was an even tie for them between the different websites. I guess my friends have some kinky minds. Hehe. I have made the decision that if TOO many people are disturbed by this, you can leave a message and one of them will be with her, and the other, with someone else. Either Blaise or Luna.(She is one of my fave. Characters, so i cant leave her out of this story. Sorry.) Severus will marry TONKS She won by a landslide. Twenty to eight for bella and ten for an original character. ONE of his ex-parents will work there. The other will live in the castle with them. Sirius and Remus have turned their backs on the Potters. Longbottoms didn t get enough votes. Here is something i probably should have asked last time. It was number four, but it mysteriously disappeared. Should Harry and Draco be sexually active. I have debated with myself, since i had no other person s opinion, and i have decided that they will, in fact, be sexually active. Therefore, this will be a Top draco and Bottom harry for the whole story. However, that could change by the end of this. Onto other news, i have picked three possible story names. I will remind you to vote at the end of the story. 1. One Man s Garbage is Another Man s... Son? 2.OOPS: Should Have Done that 3. Big Mistake I m also still looking for a beta reader, for both of my stories. If you would like to, PLEASE send me a message at aatlpco at yahoo dot com. Also, people asked if he got his name changed. He will have a nickname, but its still going to be harry, and obviously his last name changed. LASTLY i would like to thank all of my reviewers for leaving them. You are amazing, and you all deserve cookies, or if you don t like cookies... something else you think is YUMMY Now, without further ado, i bring you... CHAPTER TWO: Summer Lovin  Dad? a black-haired boy with sparkling green eyes said, as he entered his fathers study. Helloo-ooo? Are you in here? he queried, glancing around when he didn t hear an answer. He began to think the man in question wasn t in the room at all.  Hmm, wonder where he went. he thought to himself. He stared once more around at the beautiful room he was standing in. Three of the walls were painted a dark brown color, while the fourth wall was painted a deep cream color, which contrasted harmoniously with the darkness. The floor was covered in a polished, rich mahogany wood. Across from the open doorway was a wall which had a magnificent stone fireplace on it. The mantle and hearth were both made of black marble. The mantle had three cream candles on silver candlesticks, the middle one being the longest. The rest of the mantle was taken up by picture frames holding pictures of him and his father smiling and waving. Above the mantle was a portrait of an old man with a stern face snoozing, light snores escaping his mouth every few seconds. He was actually sitting in the same room in the picture. On the same wall to the left of the fireplace was a baby grande piano, done in a polished mahogany color. Vines were carved softly into the legs of the piano and matching bench made customly for this piano. To the right of the fireplace, were two rather large bookcases, which were so full of books, that harry didn t think he could even squeeze a feather in between the tiny cracks. In the corner between the south wall and west wall, which held a bay window, was a small bar, with four mahogany stools around the edge. The counter top on the bar was done in a black marble that matched the marble on the fireplace. There were many different bottles of drinks held in shelves behind the counter, and even more underneath it. Hanging above the counter was a cabinet that hung from the white ceiling, which held several different kinds of cups for peoples preferred beverages. He glanced further down the south wall until his eyes landed on two humongous filing cabinets, which held all the student records, from his fathers house, for the past fifty years. Other than the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, there were only four things left in the room. Two winged chairs, covered in cream upholstery, sat in front of a massive mahogany desk. Looking closer, amongst the pictures of his father hugging him on his thirteenth birthday, and a few books, was the man he had originally been looking for. He had his head resting in his folded arms and was slouching forward in his chair behind the desk.  Oh, there he is. I guess its too dark in here for me to notice him from just glancing. harry thought to himself, smiling as he finally stepped away from the door. After a few steps Harry had gotten near the cream chairs, he shivered as he remembered that the only time he ever sat in them was when he was being admonished for something stupid. He quickened his pace and walked behind the desk, almost tripping over the leg of the desk. Squatting down by his father he shook his shoulder and said,  Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey. in a singsong voice. Obsidian eyes fluttered open, and blinked blearily a few times, before adjusting and seeing his son standing before him.  Ugh, Harry, why have you woken me? Severus asked, in a scratchy voice.  Its almost noon, and i figured you might actually, oh i don t know, want to eat? Up late working on teaching plans again?  Yes, well, they take a while to do. They can take a few days. he replied in a somewhat snarky tone.  Father, we still have one and a half months left of summer. Surely it won t take you that long. You could do them in a month and be okay. Harry replied, while doing a small roll of the eyes. The adult in the room didn t reply. He just stood up and put his arm around his sons shoulder, leading him from the study and to the dining room. They sat down across from each other at the six seater table. Before either could say a word, a small creature appeared next to them.  What will sirs be liking for meal? asked the small creature known as Jammy  I think i will have chicken fettuccini alfredo, with broccoli in it, and a piece of garlic bread. To drink i will have an iced tea. Severus said with a tone of indifference. After the had elf finished writing down his fathers order, Harry said,  and i will have a cheeseburger, with ketchup, mustard and pickle, with seasoned fries. I guess I ll have a butterbeer to drink. With a crack she disappeared from the room, leaving a silence behind. That is, until Severus broke the silence to discuss the coming school year.  Okay, we need to talk about the next school year. Your grades this year, have been less than satisfying. You are a teachers son, you need to be top 5 of your class. You were in the middle this year. I know you are really smart, you have just been slacking off. You now know what i expect of you this year, so you really need to get going. Instead of messing around with your little friends, you need to do your homework. Which brings me to my next order of business. Can you tell me, Harry, how many detention slips i got for you this year? Go ahead, take a guess.  Oh, shit. He s pissed off. Well, i guess he expects an answer. Harry thought.  Erm, I don t know. Four? he said, knowing that it was many more than that.  Close, if you add twelve more to that. You have had sixteen detentions this past year. If you don t start abiding by the rules at school, i will have to punish you myself, on top of these detentions. Now, back to the not so great grades, part. I want you to have your summer homework finished in two weeks. When you are done, bring them to me, and i will check them. If they aren t up to my standards you will redo them. Do i make myself clear? The potions professor said, in a stern voice, that SHOULD have left no room for question. However, his son never learned that lesson.  WHAT? That s not fair. It s the summer. I should be having fun. I still have a mon- harry was cut off by an irate father.  I KNOW how long we have left of summer. You do work now, fun later. If you don t do your assignments, you will be grounded to the house until you do finish it... correctly. I don t want to hear another word about it. Harry would have replied, but Jammy showed up with their food before he could, so he settled with a glare at his dad, before sulking and keeping his eyes on his food. He heard a sigh across the table before he heard his father start speaking to him.  Don t be angry with me. You are a teachers son, you need to work to your full standard. I know you can do well. You could probably be top of your class. I just want you to do well in life.  Can we just talk about something else? Harry asked, before taking a bite of his cheeseburger. Another frustrated sigh sounded from his father, before he brought up a new subject.  You re going to be home alone tonight. I have a date, so i won t be here. I would rather not have company when i get back, so i don t want anyone over while I m gone. And NO parties.  What time are you leaving? Harry asked.  I m meeting up at five-thirty, and I ll be home around midnight. His father replied, before spearing a piece of broccoli.  Okay. So, who is it, and what are you doing?  Well, you know her. Its Tonks. We re going to meet at the school and go down to dinner at La Fontana Ristorante. Its very nice, then we are going out dancing until midnight. She has to work in the morning and needs to be home at a reasonable time. The thirty-five year old man said.  That sounds like its gonna be fun. Harry said, finishing off the last of his fries.  Yes, i hope it will be. I like her a lot. Also, remember, NO guests whatsoever. his father reminded him.  Heh, yeah right. I m going to have Drake over tonight. I just have to get him out of the house by eleven-thirty. YES I m going to get laid tonight. Especially if i play my cards right. I ll wear that red plaid skirt, with the zipper down the side, and a studded belt, and, i guess, a pair of flip flops. They re easier to get off. I do, of course, need to wear my white tank top with it. Should i wear underwear? Nah. Ooh, and I ll shave my legs. He ll be all over me. I hope i still have a condom in my trunk. Oh yes, tonight is gonna roc-  And further more... HARRY Were you listening to a thing i said? he snapped, but continued on talking before Harry could give him his answer.  Behave yourself tonight. You are dismissed from the table. he said, after catching a glimpse of Harry s empty.  I ll come say bye when i leave. I have to do some things at the school before my date, so I ll be leaving fairly early. Harry nodded, and stood up. As soon as he got to his bedroom, he walked over to his desk and pulled out a piece of parchment, some blue ink, and a quill. Dray, Can you come over tonight? I really miss you and my dads going on a date tonight, which means that we can have the whole house to ourselves. I thought we could have Jammy make us some dinner, and we could watch a movie, then, we could go up to my room and have ourselves a little party of our own. Can you picture my little smirk? I m sure you can. I really want you... to COME over tonight. Who am i kidding? I know you will. Get here at six-thirty, okay? I love you. Punky Harry smiled, before getting his owl to fly away with the letter. He sighed and looked at the clock.  One-thirty. I guess i should start getting ready for my date. he thought, before heading off to his shower. When he undressed and got in, he looked at the soap dispenser and said,  Sandalwood. When the soap started dispensing he cleaned his body and grabbed his razor and shaving cream.  I should just get them waxed. I wouldn t have to keep shaving them for my boyfriend then. Harry thought, with minor irritation. When he finally finished his legs, he toweled off his hair, and put on his fluffy blue bathrobe. It had taken longer in the shower than he had thought it would. When he finished shaving his legs He got distracted when he thought of the look on his boyfriends face when he would see him later. When he opened the door and entered back into his room, his dad was sitting at his desk, waiting for him.  Hey, kiddo. I m going to leave now. I ll see you tomorrow morning, okay? he said, before moving forward and enveloping Harry in a fatherly hug. With a kiss to the top of his head, he turned and left the room. Leaving Harry to start getting ready for his date, who would be there in three hours. He was ready in two and a half hours. He, personally, thought he looked great. He wore his outfit he had picked out earlier. His feminine hips made the skirt look fabulous on him. His white tank top showed off his soft figure. He had also painted his fingernails, put lotion on his legs, and wore a little bit of make-up. His hair looked purposefully messy, instead of its normal, i just didn t brush my hair messy. He almost skipped down to the kitchen to talk to Jammy. She came up to him as soon as he stepped foot near the kitchen.  What does sir need? she asked? Harry smiled.  I need you to set up a lovely dinner for two, in the dining room. I would like to have two rib-eye stakes. Medium. With baked potatoes and two salads. Both of the salads need tomato s, Croutons, sunflower seeds, cucumbers and hard-boiled eggs chopped up in them. I would like both of them with ranch dressing. Also, bring a bottle of Lafitte wine out, with two flute glasses. He said, with a hard voice  Sir, Jammy does not think master would like you to drink alcohol. Jammy said, quickly wringing her hands in front of her.  I don t care. He doesn t have to know about it. Just have it set up in thirty minutes please. He said, before turning and making his way towards the family room. Where he knew his boyfriend would appear any minute. When he got there, he was immediately pulled into a tight hug.  I love to cuddle with him. He feels so nice. he thought before pulling away slightly, and pressing a light kiss upon the lips above his. Within seconds there was a velvety tongue slipping into his mouth. He caressed his tongue against the other one lightly, before running out of breath and pulling away. He looked up into his boyfriends eyes, and saw them glowing with lust.  Hey Punky, I ve missed you so much. How is your summer going? his platinum haired beauty asked, with a smile that only Harry would ever see grace his face. Well, if he smiled like that at anyone else, Harry would be likely to murder said person on the spot.  Lets discuss this at dinner. It should almost be done by now. When they got in the dining room, Jammy was lighting the last candle. The room looked wonderful. All sources of light had been turned off, except for the candles sitting in the middle of the table. The salads were sitting there, ready to be eaten, and Harry noticed with a small smirk, the bottle of wine sitting on the table. He led his boyfriend to his seat and sat down across from him. Then he picked up his fork and started telling his boyfriend everything that had happened over the summer. Dinner seemed to pass by quickly, and as soon as they were both done, they walked back to the family room to watch a video. However, as soon as it started, Harry felt hot hands traveling all over his body. Within minutes he was completely distracted by a pair of lips landing on his neck sucking, nipping and licking lightly. He groaned as he felt the hot breath behind his ear. That was his weakspot. He could feel himself rapidly hardening. One of the hands started traveling up and down his thigh, and finally ventured up into his skirt. He heard the dark chuckle as the owner of the hands realized he wasn t wearing anything beneath the skirt.  Mmm. Wait, lets take this upstairs. I don t want to have sex down here, my dad would be able to smell it. Harry said quietly, before standing up and leading his boyfriend out of the room by his chain around his neck. The trip that normally took five minutes took around twenty minutes because they stopped and made out along the way. When they made it safely into Harry s room, He started stripping everything off of Draco, then pushed him back onto the bed. Harry kicked off his flip flops and started to remove his clothes when his boyfriend spoke up.  Oh no, you don t. I m gonna fuck you in the skirt. Leave your clothes on, and get up here. Draco said in a husky voice. Harry hurried onto the bed.  You better prepare me fast, i don t know how long i can last before i jump you. the brunette said, before placing him self next to his boyfriend with an expectant look on his face. As the blond turned to Harry s bedside table to get out the lubricant and a condom, Harry took the time to check him out. He was tall and lean. His muscles were perfect. They weren t too big, but they were definitely there. Harry loved the height difference. He felt more protected when he was being held by him. Harry s gaze moved even further down the body, and took note of the perfect specimen between his well-formed legs. Harry was so content with staring that he didn t notice his boyfriend smirking at him. He did notice, though, as a slicked finger slipped into him. He Moaned loudly and pressed down on it. He loved the feeling.  Add the next one, I m not a virgin, you know. Harry said, he moaned even louder as the next one entered him and started twisting and stretching him. When he brushed against Harry s prostate, Harry screamed out in pleasure. He added the third one and started stretching even more. When Harry felt like he was ready, he stopped his boyfriends movement and pushed him into a sitting position against his headboard. He pulled the condom out of its wrapper and slid it down over her boyfriends erect cock. He was so turned on, he didn t think anything could stop him from doing this. He moved forward and eased himself down onto his boyfriend. He hissed at the burning that he loved to feel inside him. It was a welcoming burn. When he made it all the way down, he stopped for a few seconds before bringing himself back up, and dropping his weight. He groaned so loud, he thought anyone in the universe could hear him, if they were listening close enough. Draco grabbed onto Harry s waste and started helping to move him up and down his cock. He was moaning and muttering incoherently. He was watching as Harry threw his head back and moaned loudly. He almost lost it, but held strong, and kept going. Harry started angling differently and finally fucked himself in the right place. Draco s penis hit his prostate and he heard himself, as if from outside his body, saying Draco s name. The skirt was creating a wonderful friction, and he could tell he was going to come soon. He started pressing down erratically, and increased the speed and roughness of his thrusts. He could feel his balls squeezing pleasantly and knew he was coming. He glanced into the mirror, behind the bed, seconds too late.  Oh god, FATHER  He screamed, but it was too late, he was squirting into the skirt, and his tightening muscles made the boy beneath him hit his release seconds after. As his hips slowed down, he heard his boyfriend panting.  Why the fuck did you call me father? I m your boyfriend, thats just wrong. Draco said beneath him. During his orgasmic bliss, Harry had momentarily forgotten what he had seen in the mirror when he looked into it.  OH FUCK  he said, before turning his head and glancing behind him. His dad was staring at him in complete shock, and standing next to him was a blushing Tonks.  I wasn t calling you father, draco. My dads standing in the doorway staring at us  he yelled before easing himself off his boyfriend and turning around. Draco quickly wrapped a sheet around himself and stood up. When he saw them standing there, he did something he hadn t done for years, he blushed. It wasn t just a light blush either. It was a deep red, that traveled all the way down his chest. Snapping out of shock, his father took charge of the situation.  Harry, go to my study... NOW. You get dressed and meet us down there. He said, glancing at Draco. He moved out of the way, and allowed his son to pass in front of him. He marched Harry down to the study, and sat him in one of the cream chairs, before leaving for the hall. Harry heard his dad tell Tonks he would call her tomorrow, and that he had an excellent time, but that she may want to leave for now. Then a quick kiss was heard, before a small crash, a muttered sorry, and a crack as she apparated away. He could hear his father enter the room again, and sit down in the chair behind the desk. Harry kept his eyes trained on the floor.  Why didn t you tell me? He heard his father say, sounding slightly dejected.  I m your father now, you can tell me anything. Why did you keep this from me?  I thought you would hate me if you knew. Harry said quietly.  Did you use protection? You re only turning fifteen next week. I don t want you to have a baby yet. The thirty-five year old said.  Yes, we haven t ever forgotten protection. Erm, am i in trouble? Harry asked, fearing the explosion from his father, when he got over his shock.  Oh yes, you are. Not for having sex. I told you not to have anyone over tonight, and Jammy told me you ordered her to give you wine. You most definitely ARE in trouble. his father said, before sitting down in his chair.  I will also be making an appointment to get you put on men s birth control. We ll just call it mbc. His father said, before pouring himself a small glass of brandy that was sitting on his desk. His blonde haired boyfriend chose that moment to come in. He nervously took the remaining seat next to Harry.  I will be calling your father after we re finished here. I just told Harry that he s going to be put on birth control. I figure you should know that, too. Harry, you are grounded for two weeks. Which, wouldn t you know it, gives you PLENTY of time to do your homework. If you hadn t ordered Jammy to get you wine, you would only be grounded for one week, but this is double punishment. You may go up to your room now, and stay there until morning tomorrow. Severus said waving his hand to dismiss his son.  Stay here Draco. he muttered as he followed his son out of the room and into the room with the next available fireplace. Draco sat there nervously, tapping his fingers on his knees, and keeping his eyes facing the ground. A few minutes later, Severus appeared with his father walking along behind him.  His dad looked mildly shocked and even a little angry.  Its probably because of the whole alcohol thing. he thought to himself.  Come along, now his father said in a cold voice. Severus saw the fire turn green, and finally decided to go to sleep himself. TO BE CONT. A/N: i wanted to thank everyone, again for reviewing last time IZZY S POLL OF THE DAY 1.What should they call their group? A. Prank Posse B. Secret Prank Society C. Something you thought of that is cooler. Really, any suggestions are welcome 2. Should Sage be dark and Harry and his friends be light Yes No 3. Should Sirius and Remus have any kids? A. Yes, one B. Yes, and Remus is preggers C. No... NONE 4.Who should they prank first? A. Sage, Gin, Ron, Herm. B. Harry s ex-parents C. Filch D. The mean ravenclaws that hid Luna s stuff.(they are going to be good friends with her) 5.What should i title this? A. One Man s Garbage is Another Man s... Son? B. Oops, shouldn t have done that C. Big Mistake. D. Something cooler that you can come up with. OKAY THATS IT FOR NOW I WOULD LOVE IT IF YOU GUYS COULD REVIEW. I LOVE YOU ETERNALLY IF YOU DO PLEASE? ? ? ? ? ? ? oh, and I ll be updating this, hopefully, in two weeks. I decided to do an every other week thing between this and my other story. Again, i LOVE EVERYONE WHO HAS AND WILL REVIEW. Thanks. IZZYMARIE