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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
11,685
Reviews:
98
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 2
Summary: Draco meets someone from his past. H/D
Warnings: Cross-dressing, slash, het (D/OC)
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: Going to try my first true slash story. Warnings and rating are subject to change with the chapters.
I don't own anything. I'm just playing in JKR's world. Not responsible for any minors reading this. Warnings and Rating subject to change.
Jamie woke the next morning with sticky cheeks and itchy eyes.
‘I swore I wouldn’t cry over him anymore,’ Jamie sighed heading into the bathroom for a quick shower. ‘Won’t change anything…’ Stepping into the shower the glamour was dropped. A flat chest, a nicely formed six pack and an adam’s apple was revealed. Memories of Draco ‘rescuing’ Jamie from that drunk flashed by. Images of Draco in leather and silk. Jamie leaned against the tiled wall and slowly begun to stroke the now hard appendage. A manicured thumb repeatedly rubbed the slit on the up stroke.
“Jamie? Jamie are you decent?” Hermione’s voice called from the bedroom.
‘Great timing! Hagrid in a bikini.’ Jamie mentally cursed. “I’m in the shower Hermione,” he called out.
“You better get a move on if you want breakfast. Blaise had to move the location,” she informed him.
“Where to?” Jamie questioned.
“Malfoy Manor,” she replied.
“No f’ing way!” Jamie yelled back. Stepping out of the shower a large fluffy towel was wrapped around the lithe body. Hermione opened the door and leaned against the doorframe.
“Haven’t seen Harry in ages,” she told him looking him over.
“Always Harry from the waist down,” he reminded her.
“Still. Not often you drop the glamour.” A shrug was her only answer. “Breakfast is waiting. You better get a move on. See you downstairs,” she said turning and walking away.
‘Why Malfoy Manor?’ Jamie wondered looking into the mirror. The glamour was carefully reapplied and Jamie went to the wardrobe to find something to wear. She finally settled on a cute little hot pink and black sundress with thin strappy sandals. She threw her hair into a ponytail and quickly hurried to the dining room.
“All you have time for is a muffin,” Ron said tossing one over. “We’ve gotta go.” Jamie decided to eat the muffin on the way to the apparition room. “Malfoy has lowered his wards for this.”
“Why are we heading there anyway?” Jamie questioned.
“Blaise said the gardens are to die for and would make the perfect backdrop. Now come on,” Ron huffed. Jamie took the last bite and took a sip of too hot tea before handing the teacup to a waiting elf. They disappeared with a barely heard ‘pop’.
HPHPHPHP
“Master, someone is waiting in the floo to talk to you,” a voice softly said while shaking Draco’s shoulder.
“Bug off!” Draco yelled pushing the elf away.
“Mister Blaise said to get your lily white arse to the fireplace, sir,” the elf told him. One eye opened to reveal a stormy grey iris.
“He did, did he?” The elf nodded. Draco grabbed a dressing gown and stormed over to his fireplace. He lifted the ward and Blaise’s smiling face greeted him.
“Knew that would work. Good morning Draco,” Blaise cheerfully called.
“What do you want Zabini?” Draco growled.
“The use of your gardens this morning of course,” Blaise smiled.
“What? Why?” Draco stammered.
“Because they would make a perfect backdrop for Jamie. Malfoy Manor is known for its gardens,” Blaise informed him.
“Of course they are. For Jamie you say? When?” Draco asked.
“In about two hours,” Blaise smiled.
“You ask me two hours before you need them?” Draco hissed.
“Well I’ve got to give me people time to rearrange things,” Blaise smirked.
“Fine but you owe me,” Draco replied.
“Oh I’ll repay you,” Blaise leered before ending the connection. Stunned Draco stared at the fire place before coming to his senses. He had to make sure everything was ready!
“Zippy!” Draco bellowed. The elf appeared with a slight bow. “We have guests coming. Make sure everything is in tip top shape. Especially the gardens. Set out refreshments for our guests as well.”
“Yes sir. How many is expected?” The elf asked.
“I’m not sure. Just set out a small buffet.”
“Of course Lord Malfoy.” The elf left immediately to carry out its orders.
‘I need a nice long soak,’ Draco decided heading for the bathroom.
HPHPHP
Blaise scooted back from the floo and turned to Pansy with a smile.
“Everything going to plan?” she asked.
“Perfectly. Now I have to let Hermione and Ron know. Hermione will make sure the rest of the crew is there,” he explained. Blaise turned back to the floo and firecalled Hermione. She squealed excitedly at the news. Gryffindors!
Warnings: Cross-dressing, slash, het (D/OC)
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: Going to try my first true slash story. Warnings and rating are subject to change with the chapters.
I don't own anything. I'm just playing in JKR's world. Not responsible for any minors reading this. Warnings and Rating subject to change.
Jamie woke the next morning with sticky cheeks and itchy eyes.
‘I swore I wouldn’t cry over him anymore,’ Jamie sighed heading into the bathroom for a quick shower. ‘Won’t change anything…’ Stepping into the shower the glamour was dropped. A flat chest, a nicely formed six pack and an adam’s apple was revealed. Memories of Draco ‘rescuing’ Jamie from that drunk flashed by. Images of Draco in leather and silk. Jamie leaned against the tiled wall and slowly begun to stroke the now hard appendage. A manicured thumb repeatedly rubbed the slit on the up stroke.
“Jamie? Jamie are you decent?” Hermione’s voice called from the bedroom.
‘Great timing! Hagrid in a bikini.’ Jamie mentally cursed. “I’m in the shower Hermione,” he called out.
“You better get a move on if you want breakfast. Blaise had to move the location,” she informed him.
“Where to?” Jamie questioned.
“Malfoy Manor,” she replied.
“No f’ing way!” Jamie yelled back. Stepping out of the shower a large fluffy towel was wrapped around the lithe body. Hermione opened the door and leaned against the doorframe.
“Haven’t seen Harry in ages,” she told him looking him over.
“Always Harry from the waist down,” he reminded her.
“Still. Not often you drop the glamour.” A shrug was her only answer. “Breakfast is waiting. You better get a move on. See you downstairs,” she said turning and walking away.
‘Why Malfoy Manor?’ Jamie wondered looking into the mirror. The glamour was carefully reapplied and Jamie went to the wardrobe to find something to wear. She finally settled on a cute little hot pink and black sundress with thin strappy sandals. She threw her hair into a ponytail and quickly hurried to the dining room.
“All you have time for is a muffin,” Ron said tossing one over. “We’ve gotta go.” Jamie decided to eat the muffin on the way to the apparition room. “Malfoy has lowered his wards for this.”
“Why are we heading there anyway?” Jamie questioned.
“Blaise said the gardens are to die for and would make the perfect backdrop. Now come on,” Ron huffed. Jamie took the last bite and took a sip of too hot tea before handing the teacup to a waiting elf. They disappeared with a barely heard ‘pop’.
HPHPHPHP
“Master, someone is waiting in the floo to talk to you,” a voice softly said while shaking Draco’s shoulder.
“Bug off!” Draco yelled pushing the elf away.
“Mister Blaise said to get your lily white arse to the fireplace, sir,” the elf told him. One eye opened to reveal a stormy grey iris.
“He did, did he?” The elf nodded. Draco grabbed a dressing gown and stormed over to his fireplace. He lifted the ward and Blaise’s smiling face greeted him.
“Knew that would work. Good morning Draco,” Blaise cheerfully called.
“What do you want Zabini?” Draco growled.
“The use of your gardens this morning of course,” Blaise smiled.
“What? Why?” Draco stammered.
“Because they would make a perfect backdrop for Jamie. Malfoy Manor is known for its gardens,” Blaise informed him.
“Of course they are. For Jamie you say? When?” Draco asked.
“In about two hours,” Blaise smiled.
“You ask me two hours before you need them?” Draco hissed.
“Well I’ve got to give me people time to rearrange things,” Blaise smirked.
“Fine but you owe me,” Draco replied.
“Oh I’ll repay you,” Blaise leered before ending the connection. Stunned Draco stared at the fire place before coming to his senses. He had to make sure everything was ready!
“Zippy!” Draco bellowed. The elf appeared with a slight bow. “We have guests coming. Make sure everything is in tip top shape. Especially the gardens. Set out refreshments for our guests as well.”
“Yes sir. How many is expected?” The elf asked.
“I’m not sure. Just set out a small buffet.”
“Of course Lord Malfoy.” The elf left immediately to carry out its orders.
‘I need a nice long soak,’ Draco decided heading for the bathroom.
HPHPHP
Blaise scooted back from the floo and turned to Pansy with a smile.
“Everything going to plan?” she asked.
“Perfectly. Now I have to let Hermione and Ron know. Hermione will make sure the rest of the crew is there,” he explained. Blaise turned back to the floo and firecalled Hermione. She squealed excitedly at the news. Gryffindors!