So Far Away

So Far Away
By: Gwen
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warning: AU/Slash/Drama/Angst/Romance
Betas: Tracy & Dorothy
Feedback: Much appreciated
Disclaimer: The \"boys\" belong to JKR. I just borrow them on occasion. No money is being made from this little adventure.

Summary: Interesting things can happen when you\'re away from everyone and everything you know.

Warning: light spanking contained within



Chapter 25 - Letter Writing Insanity

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Harry signed his name at the bottom of his letter to Ron and smiled. Writing it wasn\'t nearly as difficult as he first thought it would be, but then again, he had glossed over quite a bit about a certain someone.

\"All finished?\" Draco asked as he walked into Harry’s room and settled himself on the bed. \"You know, it’s a shame we can’t keep the king-size in here. I like having all of that extra room to move around on.\"

Harry turned in his chair and looked at his lover. \"You’re not the only one, but the twin isn’t so bad either, is it? I mean, we don’t have much room, but that’s a good thing, don’t you think? You can’t wander too far from me.\"

Draco looked down at the small bed he was laying on and it was his turn to smile. \"And you can’t wander too far from me either. Merlin, I can’t wait to get back to the Manor in a few weeks.\"

\"Homesick?\" Harry asked.

\"I don’t bloody think so. I’m thinking more along the lines of me and you being naked for several days,\" the blonde said, his tapered fingers slowly trailing over the coverlet. \"Not to mention the number of rooms we can shag in.\"

\"Draco!\" Harry exclaimed. \"I’m not going to shag you in every bloody room!\"

\"Why not? It’s my house and I’ll shag where ever I bloody well want to,\" Draco stated, his gray eyes flashing.

Harry shook his head. \"Then you’ll be doing it alone because I won’t disrespect your mother like that.\"

\"My mother? What does my mother have to do with this?\" Draco asked, his brow furrowing.

\"If you haven’t noticed, you’re not the only one who lives there,\" Harry pointed out.

\"She probably won’t even be there,\" Draco offered.

\"It doesn’t matter, Draco,\" Harry said. \"I still won’t do it.\"

Draco’s grin said otherwise. \"We’ll see, Harry. We’ll see. So what all did you tell Weasley and Granger?\" he asked as he grabbed Harry’s pillow and tucked it underneath him, getting comfortable. He smiled as Harry picked up the parchment and joined Draco on the bed. As per usual, Draco’s head ended up in Harry’s lap, Harry’s fingers tangled in the blonde locks. Ahhh, perfect, Draco thought.

After dramatically clearing his throat, Harry proceeded to read the letter.

*

Dear Ron and Hermione,

I am writing to you with some very disturbing news. It seems that my good fortune has ended with regards to Malfoy. We had been getting along, as much as we possibly could, given the circumstances, when all of a sudden I found myself at his mercy. He had cast the \"Imperius\" curse on me and made me do all sorts of unspeakable things to him. The snogging I could handle, as he is quite a good kisser. But then I found myself sucking him off, swallowing everything he had to offer, and wanting more! I was horrified to say the least.

*

By this time, Draco’s eyes were as huge as saucers. He quickly sat up and snatched the parchment from Harry’s hand. After scanning the first few lines, he turned silver eyes towards his boyfriend.

\"You sodding piece of shite! I can not believe you just did that!\" Draco exclaimed as he shook the letter in front of Harry. \"You will pay for this, Potter,\" he said as he let the parchment fall from his fingers, his eyes taking on a feral gleam. \"And you will pay dearly.\"

A warm pair of lips covering his quickly cut off Harry’s laughter. Draco was relentless in his retribution. His teeth clashed against Harry’s, he nipped and tugged at his lover’s lips, his tongue stroked every inch of Harry’s mouth. While he was giving Harry’s mouth a very thorough lesson, his body was following suit. His hand dove into the loose-fitting jeans that his boyfriend was wearing and deftly stroked him to full hardness.

Before Harry knew what was happening, he found his pants unbuttoned and unzipped and he was lying face down with Draco sitting on his lower legs. With an evil grin, the blonde tugged at the denim material, pulling it down far enough that Harry’s naked ass was exposed. Three hard swats across his buttocks had Harry yelling at the top of his lungs.

\"Draco! You fucker!\" Harry yelled as he struggled to sit up. \"What in the bloody hell do you think you’re doing?\"

\"Harry, I thought all children knew what a spanking was,\" Draco said calmly as he lightly stroked the offended flesh.

\"Of course I know what a spanking is. What I don’t understand is why you felt the need to give ME one,\" Harry said as his emerald eyes flashed with anger.

\"What in the hell is going on in here?\" Chad asked as he and Allen rushed into the room to find Draco stroking a bare-assed Harry. \"Oh hell.\"

\"Fuck,\" Allen added as he took in the sight before him.

Draco laughed and Harry turned red. \"I was just giving Harry a bit of discipline. Figured a few swats might do the trick,\" Draco said as his fingers continued to move lazily over the tender flesh.

Allen crossed his arms and leaned against the desk, his eyes moving to watch Draco. \"And now?\"

\"Making it all better, of course,\" Draco quipped.

\"Making it worse, you mean,\" grumbled Harry as Draco’s soft touch was now turning him on. Wait. Now that Harry thought about it, he realized that he had stayed hard through the whole ordeal, even while Draco was abusing his bum. Yes, it hurt like the devil and brassed him off a bit, but it was also hot as hell.

\"Yes, well, if you hadn’t pulled that little trick of yours, you wouldn’t be in this situation, would you?\" Draco asked as he leaned over and looked at Harry, strands of his blonde hair brushing Harry’s face.

Chad moved to sit on his bed. \"What did he do?\" he asked.

\"Mr. Comedian thought he could pull a fast one on me,\" he said as he leaned over and picked up the letter that had floated to the floor, his other hand resting on Harry’s right butt-cheek. \"He wrote a letter to Ron and Hermione and was telling them that I had cast the \"Imperius\" on him and made him do all sorts of vile things to me. As if I would have to MAKE him do those things,\" Draco said quietly as he set the parchment on the nightstand. \"He was joking about it all, of course, so I thought that he needed to be taught a lesson.\"

\"You spanked him,\" Chad said with a grin and then looked at Harry. \"And I take it you didn’t approve.\"

\"Did it sound like I approved?\" Harry asked as Draco’s fingers danced across his skin again.

\"No, I think your approval voice sounds more like, ‘oh yes Draco’ and ‘faster love’, as well as a few other things,\" Allen teased with a falsetto voice.

Harry buried his head in his arms. \"Get out! Both of you!\" he yelled. \"It’s humiliating enough with Draco being here, but you two are making it worse.\"

\"Fine, fine,\" Chad said as he rose from his bed. \"We’re going,\" he said as he grabbed Allen’s hand and led him from the room. A moment later he poked his head back in. \"But don’t expect the cavalry to come rushing in again to save the day,\" he said before disappearing again, closing the door behind him this time.

Harry looked over his shoulder at Draco, who was still caressing his reddened flesh. \"Draco?\" he called quietly.

\"Hmmm?\" came the reply as his fingers continued their travels.

\"Do it again,\" Harry said.

Silver eyes flashed to his. \"What?\"

\"Just … do it,\" Harry said.

Draco’s brow furrowed. \"Whyyyy?\" he asked.

\"Because I asked you to,\" Harry said.

The blonde looked skeptical. \"You’re not going to yell again are you?\"

Harry shook his raven locks. \"No,\" he said with a grin.

\"Then why …\" Draco started and then noticed the look in his lover’s eyes. \"Oh fuck. It turns you on doesn’t it?\" He had his answer as he watched the pink flush creep up Harry’s neck and settle on his cheeks. \"Oh Merlin, Harry. This is fucked up,\" he said as he swatted Harry’s ass once more, earning a quiet moan from its recipient, his own cock stirring from the sound.

Harry flexed his hips, driving his cock into the bed beneath him. Draco felt Harry’s muscles contract and slowly lifted himself off of his boyfriend. Harry rolled over and Draco’s eyes went wide when he saw that not only was Harry was hard as a rock, there was a small wet patch on the bed.

\"You didn’t …\" Draco started.

Harry shook his head. \"No, but I don’t think it would take much more and I would,\" he admitted.

Draco grinned. \"Do you want to? I mean, it’d be okay with me if you did,\" he said.

Harry blushed even more. \"Draco!\"

\"What?\" he queried. \"I’m serious Harry. If you want to get off this way, I don’t have a problem with it. Actually, I think it’s a bit kinky. What do you think?\"

Harry was mortified. He couldn’t do that … could he? Nooooo, it was too insane to even think about. He was about to tell Draco that he would rather not when the blonde spoke up first.

\"Please, Harry? I want to do this,\" he admitted. \"I want to see how much you can take before you come,\" Draco said before claiming his lover’s lips with a persuading kiss.

A few minutes later, Harry was lying naked on his bed and watching as Draco undressed. \"What are you doing?\" he asked the blonde.

\"You don’t think you’re going to have all the fun, do you?\" he asked as he stepped out of his jeans and boxers.

\"Oh Merlin, Draco. Don’t tell me you’re going to …\" Harry started.

\"You don’t worry about me, love. You’ve got enough to worry about, like not screaming the walls down,\" Draco said as he moved back to the bed and crawled back over Harry’s lower legs. \"Set the wards, Harry,\" he said as he gently rubbed Harry’s back, his fingers trailing lower.

Harry twisted his body and with a wave of his hand and a few muttered phrases, the locking and silencing wards were cast. \"Better?\" he asked as he lay back down.

Draco nodded. \"Much. Now I don’t have to worry about being interrupted again,\" he said as he leaned forward, his cock lying in the crease of Harry’s buttocks as he kissed his boyfriend’s back. \"Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?\" he whispered as he tugged on Harry’s earlobe. \"Say something like purple people-eaters.\"

Harry laughed. \"Purple people-eaters? Where in the bloody hell did you come up with that?\"

\"You grew up in the Muggle world, Harry. You of all people should know about that,\" Draco said. \"It’s something I learned in my Muggle Studies class. Some kind of children’s story.\"

\"More like a nightmare is what it would be. But whatever. Purple people-eaters it will be,\" Harry said and then gave his teasing boyfriend a kiss. \"Purple people-eaters. You have lost your mind,\" he said as he laid his head on the pillow he was hugging.

\"Probably. You ready?\" Draco asked as he caressed Harry’s flesh.

Harry took a deep breath and nodded.

The first blow landed and Harry tensed but relaxed as Draco soothed the spot with tender caresses. Over and over he did this, alternating between the right and left cheek at times, sometimes staying with one for several swats. But after each blow, there was Draco’s gentle touch to soothe him.

\"Draco,\" Harry called quietly over his shoulder.

\"You okay?\" he asked, his hands resting on the reddened flesh, hoping he hadn’t hurt his lover.

The dark-haired wizard nodded. \"Fine. Just … no touching after each one.\"

\"Really?\" Draco asked, his eyebrows shooting upwards.

\"Yeah. Just … do it. I’ll tell you when I’m close,\" Harry said as he lay back down.

Draco nodded and proceeded to spank Harry like he had done earlier, except that he allowed a few seconds between each swat. After the first few, he noticed Harry’s hips flexing a bit and knew he was on the right track. His own cock was throbbing for release but he wouldn’t give in until he had Harry trembling beneath him. Harry’s breathing had turned to shallow panting since the change and Draco smiled, bringing his hand down a bit harder each time. Harry had moved from lying prone on the bed and hugging the pillow to having propped himself up on his elbows, his head thrown back, soft moans escaping through parted lips.

\"Fuck … yes,\" Harry panted as Draco continued to work the stinging flesh. He might not be able to sit later, but it would be worth it. \"Yes … keep going …\" he said as he pumped his cock into the covers with each swat.

From Harry’s movements, Draco guessed he wasn’t far from coming and quickly held out his right hand and after whispering \"Lubricus\", his palm filled with an oily solution. He quickly coated his shaft, stroking it as his left hand continued to give his boyfriend the swats needed to send him over the edge.

A minute later, Harry’s movements were erratic. \"Oh … fuck … Draco … gonna … come …\" he said as all inhibitions fled the room as he fucked the covers and Draco fucked his own hand. He would much rather be sliding his cock between the angry-looking mounds of flesh but wasn’t about to cause Harry any more discomfort. He watched as the muscles of Harry’s back flexed and his hips surged into the bed one last time. With a wail, Harry came, his essence soaking the covers. Draco’s cry of completion followed Harry’s by a few seconds, and then Harry felt the warm substance hitting his back. The dark-haired wizard’s arms gave out and he collapsed face first onto the bed.

\"Gods, Draco … that was … fuck!\" he mumbled into the bed.

Draco stretched himself out on Harry’s back, not caring that he was lying in his own semen. He kissed the bronzed shoulder. \"Fucking … incredible,\" he added.

\"We’re sick, you know that?\" Harry said as he finally turned his face to the side to avoid suffocation.

Draco’s laughter vibrated through Harry’s back. \"No, we’re two extremely horny teen-aged wizards with too much time on our hands.\"

Harry’s laughter threatened to send Draco sliding from his place. \"I would have to agree with you on that. You made quite a mess there, love. I can\'t believe you\'re laying in it.\"

\"Me neither, but I suddenly found myself not caring where I landed after that,\" he admitted. After a few minutes of recovery, he sat back up and gave himself the cleaning spell as well as taking care of Harry’s back in the process, and then lay down beside his boyfriend. \"You okay?\" he asked as he brushed the sweat-soaked fringe away from Harry’s face.

Harry nodded tiredly. \"Fine,\" he said as he slowly rolled to his side and cast his own cleaning spell to take care of the rest. \"Although I’m sure I won’t be able to sit down properly for a little while,\" he said as he reached around and felt the heat emanating from his abused flesh. \"Merlin, Draco. Exactly what shade of red is my arse?\"

\"Accio mirror,\" Draco called and handed the newly acquired mirror to Harry.

\"BLOODY HELL DRACO!\" he exclaimed as he saw the angry welts from Draco’s long fingers all over his buttocks.

Draco felt like a sod. \"Harry, I’m so sorry,\" he said softly. \"I knew I should have stopped.\"

Harry turned soft eyes back to his lover. \"No, Draco. I wanted this, remember?\" he asked as he slid his fingers into Draco’s hair. \"I could have stopped but I didn’t. It’s okay, really,\" he said as he brushed a kiss against the blonde’s lips. \"I’m fine, love.\"

\"Never again, Harry. I’m never doing that again,\" Draco declared as he turned his face towards Harry’s chest as if he was hiding in shame, which, in a strange way, he was. He never wanted to cause Harry pain and he had done so voluntarily.

Harry pressed a kiss to Draco’s forehead. \"Draco, I said I’m fine. A quick healing spell will take care of it. Would you mind doing it though? I can’t see what I’m doing back there,\" he said, hoping that it would help Draco to move beyond this.

Draco nodded in the crook of Harry’s neck and placed a chaste kiss over Harry’s heart before rolling him back onto his stomach. \"I am sorry, Harry,\" he said before casting a combined healing spell that would take care of the stinging, the inflammation and the redness. He watched as the angry red skin faded to pink and then to a healthy flesh color. For good measure, Draco leaned down and kissed each buttock and then moved back to his previous spot.

\"I’m serious, Harry. I’m never doing that again,\" he stated as Harry pulled him closer.

Harry laughed softly. \"Care to place a wager on that?\" he asked as his hands caressed the stressed young man in his arms.

Draco groaned as he shifted closer to Harry. \"Do I have any chance of winning this time?\"

\"That’s up to you. You’re the one who said that you’re never doing that again,\" Harry reminded him. \"I’m just wondering how long you can hold onto your threat.\"

The blonde sat up and looked at Harry. \"My threat? That wasn’t a threat Harry. I truly do not ever want to cause you harm, and that was definitely harming you, whether you wanted it or not. Now, I can’t deny the fact that it turned me on while I was doing it, but afterwards, when you saw the results, THAT is what changed my mind about it all.\"

Tan fingers caressed his lover’s pale cheeks. \"I’m sorry. I didn’t realize.\"

\"Well, now you do,\" Draco declared before he settled himself back against his lover’s side.

Silence reigned supreme for a few moments and then Harry finally spoke.

\"I won’t ask you to do that again, but if you ever feel the need to punish me, that’s a very enjoyable way to go about it,\" he stated.

\"Sick, Potter. Very sick,\" Draco said.

\"Hey, I’m not the one who started it, remember?\"

\"Not bloody likely to forget it now, am I?\" the blonde queried.

Harry sighed. \"Fine, Draco. You win,\" he conceded.

Draco grinned. \"About bloody time you start seeing things my way.\"

\"There is no MY way just like there is no YOUR way. There’s only OUR way, Draco. What we decide to do, we decide together. I’ve already said that I won’t ask you for that again,\" Harry restated.

\"Yes, you did,\" Draco said smugly. \"But then you followed it up by saying that if I wanted to punish you then doing that would be okay,\" his boyfriend added.

\"And I meant it. Even though my arse was stinging to no end, it was still exciting. You said it yourself, Draco, you were also turned on by it.\"

Draco turned his head and kissed the palm of Harry’s hand. \"I hate it that you’re always right,\" he said. \"Bloody Gryffindor.\"

Harry signed dramatically. \"Yes, yes, and you’re the evil Slytherin git who expects everyone to bow to your every command.\"

The blonde smiled into Harry’s neck. \"I seem to recall a few times that you had no complaints with that and fell to your knees without hesitation.\"

\"Yes, well, I seem to have become addicted to a certain part of your body which resides in that vicinity, so sue me,\" the brunette quipped.

\"How much could I get if I sued you?\"

Harry rolled over so that he was partially lying on top of Draco. \"You already have me, love. What more could you want?\"

\"Everything that’s in those accounts of yours at Gringott’s would be a nice place to start,\" Draco teased.

\"Right, as if you needed more money,\" Harry snorted.

\"Malfoy’s are always looking for ways to increase their wealth, Harry. I should think that between the two of us we’d amass quite a tidy sum. What do you think?\" Draco asked.

\"The only way you’d get your grubby little paws on my funds would be if you married me, and I don’t think that’s been legalized just yet. Oh Merlin, I can’t believe I even said that,\" Harry said as he rolled over on his back and flung his forearm over his eyes. \"You and your kinky little sex games have made me lose my grip on reality.\"

Draco grabbed Harry’s arm and looked down at his boyfriend. \"First of all, I don’t have ‘grubby little paws’. You make me sound like a common gardener or something equally disgusting. As for the second, do you honestly think that I’d settle myself with the likes of you?\" he teased. \"You’re a Gryffindor, for Merlin’s sake. You don’t know how to dress, and your hair … well, we all know there’s no help for that. You have no manners and … oh the list is too long to continue.\"

\"And you think it would be easy for me to marry you? Merlin, Draco, you have to be the most self-centered, vain, evil little wanker to walk this earth! Why would I want to subject myself to a lifetime of misery with you for a wife?\" Harry countered.

\"Wife! Why would I have to be the wife? I assumed that it would be an equal partnership!\" Draco exclaimed.

Harry’s hand slid into the blonde strands. \"Because you beg so prettily, Draco,\" he said as his thumb teased his lover’s lower lip.

\"I do n…\" he started to say when a raised eyebrow stopped him.

\"Yes, you do, and very well I might add. But you want to know the words that gets me the most?\" Harry asked as he brushed his lips against Draco’s.

\"Yessss,\" Draco breathed.

\"Fuck - Me - Harry.\" The brunette punctuated each word with a kiss to his lover’s left cheek, nose, right cheek, and then claimed the blonde in a kiss that left them both breathless.

Draco pressed himself into the body beneath him. \"Yes, Harry … please fuck me,\" he said as he rolled to his back, taking Harry with him.

\"See, I told you that you beg prettily,\" Harry teased as he moved down the pale body beneath him, taking all the time in the world to prepare his lover. When he finally slid into the molten heat, he had his lover begging even more. The brunette smiled to himself. Draco wasn’t the only one who had an evil streak inside. Harry’s inner Slytherin was slowing surfacing and he loved every second of it.

* * * * *

As Draco dozed by his side, Harry retrieved the letter that had started it all and read over it one last time.


Dear Ron and Hermione,

Things are great here in America, on all fronts. Classes are going well and Hermione’s constant badgering about using the library has paid off. Yes, I actually go there on my own to do a bit of studying. ((**I’m not about to tell them that Draco and I have snogged there several times - better to leave that part out.**)) Even though it’s just Chad and myself studying in our room, there are times that I need to get away. One of my favorite places to study, though, is on the porch of our dorm. It’s an open-air area with tables, chairs and couches for those who want to relax a bit. ((**Or snog your Slytherin boyfriend silly.**)) Thank Merlin for warming charms!

On a more personal note, you two can stop your worrying about my lack of companionship while I’m here. I have found someone who I have become quite fond of and I believe that he feels the same way for me. We both understand that my time in America is limited and have decided to make the most of it while we can. ((**It wasn’t a lie - we are making the most of their time together.**)) We have a great time together and not only does he have a wicked sense of humour, but he’s an excellent dancer and knows all the right moves, literally. ((**Merlin knew THAT part was spot on.**)) I’m sure you would rather not hear the specifics of other intimate things, but I will tell you that we are very compatible in that area. Most of the weekends we spend together in either his room or mine, which has posed no problems for our roommates. ((**Only because they are shagging each other.**))

Which brings me to my next subject - the holidays. I have decided to spend them with Chad at his home in New Orleans and then we’ll be joining Allen in California for New Years. ((**Best not to mention Malfoy - let them think he’s going home.**)) Calm down Ron, I’m getting to your part. However, I will be making a quick trip over to see you guys at The Burrow on Christmas Day, if the invitation is still open. Mind you, it will be for just a few hours, but I can’t let the day go by without seeing you, even for just a short period of time. It wouldn’t be the same. We’ve spent the last six years together and I will not be the one who breaks that tradition. Chad’s father will have a port-key for me to use for the trip there and back ((**yeah, eventually**)) but the return trip will be made from Hogsmeade as I have some things to take care of there before I come back to America. I’ll floo from The Burrow to there. ((**And from there I’ll floo to Malfoy Manor and spend a few days with my sexy, evil boyfriend.**)) And yes, Herm, I’ve already posted a letter to Dumbledore to let him know of my plans. ((**As much as I could tell him, anyway.**))

Quidditch is going well. And yes, I beat Malfoy - again. ((**And then I shagged his brains out afterwards! Merlin that was a night I’ll never forget!**)) We were neck-and-neck, reaching for the snitch and I managed to grab it a split second before he did. ((**Maybe that was because I told him that I was going to fuck him into the mattress that night and he faltered a bit. Being evil isn’t all that bad!**)) What surprised me was that he seemed to be fine with it. He didn’t pitch his normal Malfoy fit and blame everyone else for the loss. He shook my hand ((**held it actually**)) and congratulated me. It took everything I had inside of me not to gloat, ((**for reasons I cannot list here**)) but I managed. If he could play at that, so could I. We actually spent the evening getting along. ((**Merlin did we ever! Getting along and getting off!**))

Must sign off as I’m expecting company any moment now.

Until Christmas,
Harry

Harry smiled and snuggled under the covers with Draco. Yes, his sexy, evil Slytherin boyfriend’s ways were definitely rubbing off on him. Oh wait, that was his hand doing that. Mmmm, I hope he lets me get at least a short nap in before I take him again, Harry thought to himself.

TBC