Harry Potter and The White Queen (BP3)
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Half-Blood Prince
Chapter Number/Total: 31/49
Chapter Title: Half-Blood Prince
Words: 3718 Words
Harry toed his shoes off once he and Draco arrived back at the Manor. He'd Apparated them from Grimmauld straight back to their suite's sitting room. His mind was filled with thoughts of Voldemort and his parents and he still couldn't quite place what was familiar about what Lupin had said about his mother. He sat down on the couch, thinking.
Draco watched Harry curiously but didn't disturb him, removing his own shoes and outer robe. He flicked a wand and the fireplace came to life, burning warm on what was now a cold November night. Then he settled in next to Harry on the sofa.
Harry leaned into Draco automatically, but he was so lost in thought that he barely noticed Draco was touching him. "Maybe I'm mad," he muttered to himself, thinking aloud and staring into the now lit fireplace.
"Yes, love," Draco answered, smiling, "but in what way this time?"
Harry startled a bit when Draco spoke. "Oh," he said, then grinned and rolled his eyes at him. "It's probably nothing," he said slowly, "but all that stuff that Lupin mentioned about my mum seems ... familiar somehow. It's like I've heard it somewhere, or seen it." He shrugged. "I don't know."
"You mean the stuff about her and potions?" Draco said. "Severus talked about it once to me. Slughorn wasn't the only one who remembered her as gifted with them."
Harry's eyebrows rose high up on his forehead. "Snape said something to you about my mum?" He asked. "My mum being good at something?"
"Why wouldn't he?" Draco asked. "It was your father he hated."
Harry snorted. "My mum was a mudblood," Harry said with a sneer. "I heard him call her one once."
"Really? Professor Snape?" Draco looked incredulous. "Odd given that he is half-blood."
Harry's mouth dropped slightly with shock. "He is?"
"Yes, he's ... oh, bloody hell," Draco cursed, jumping up from the couch and running into the potions lab.
Harry's eyes widened and he stood up uncertainly from the couch. "Draco?" he called, confused.
Draco grabbed the Potions book and ran back into the sitting room, flipping open the book to the fly-leaf. "Half-Blood Prince," he read, "and the hand-writing is a lot neater now, but it's the same. Fuck."
Harry was still confused. "What are you on about?" he asked.
Draco pulled his wand, "Accio book, Specialised Potion Ingredients." The book flew from the lab and into the blond's hand. He flipped it open to the fly leaf, showing it to Harry. "To Draco Malfoy, my most promising student. Your godfather, Severus Snape."
"Draco, what ...." Harry began, eyebrows low, but then he looked between the words on Draco's book and the words on his own book and gasped. "No fucking way," he said. "No. Fucking. Way."
"I can look it up in the Book of Wizarding Bloodlines, but I am pretty sure that Prince was his mother's last name," he said. "I am sorry I didn't remember before now."
Harry gasped again. "Hermione said - that article - bloody hell." He slumped back down on the couch, looking dumbfounded.
"I told you my godfather is a complicated man," Draco said, sighing.
"That whole year I was using Snape's book?" Harry asked, making a bit of a face. "Snape?"
Draco chuckled at his lover's reaction. "You spent all year telling your mates how brilliant the Prince was." He laughed. "Wait until you tell them who it was."
Harry made a sound of slight disgust. "Hermione's going to rub it in my face," he said, still slumped low on the couch. He reached up and took the Half-Blood Prince copy from Draco and flipped through it, looking at the notes and spells scribbled in the margins. "I can't believe it," he said.
"Wouldn't he love knowing you were doing so well in Slughorn's class using his notes?" Draco was laughing again.
"Oh, yeah, I'm sure," Harry said sarcastically. He stared down at the book open to an Adrenaline Potion. In the margins were the usual notes explaining how to make the potion better, but there was also a circled word with an arrow pointing to the potion. It looked like the circled word was a spell. He frowned at it.
Harry's eyes widened as he thought back to the conversation with Lupin. "Do you think?" he asked, looking at the writing on the page.
"There's a way to find out," he said. "Do you want to try it or me?
Harry looked at Draco warily. "Sectumsempra was in here and that bloody cut you open," he said.
Draco's face went still for a minute, remembering he had also used the spell to kill his own father. "Yes, but I knew what the spell did before I used it," he said.
Harry looked from Draco to the page in the book, thinking. "I'll do it," he said finally.
"Go ahead, cast it on me," Draco said, putting the book down on the table.
"I meant I'll do it to me," Harry said, sitting up more.
"Harry, we've had this talk before." Draco sighed. "Besides, worried you won't be able to keep up with me?" He smirked.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "That won't work," he said. "I'm the one who can will an erection. I don't need a spell to keep up with you." He cursed himself as soon as the words were out of his mouth.
"Very good. Then do the spell on me," Draco said with a grin on his face.
Harry huffed and stared at Draco with narrowed eyes. He was silent for another minute. "Fine, but if this hurts you, I'll kill you - better yet, I'll kill Snape," he said, pulling his wand out.
Draco huffed, but knew better than to disagree when he had won the argument.
Harry looked down at the page of the book again to read the spell. He looked up at Draco and winced. "I can't believe I'm doing this," he said, biting his lip. He pointed the wand at Draco and muttered the spell. Something very, very white shot out and hit Draco squarely in the chest.
Draco felt the jolt of Harry's magic, which as usual, seem to go right to his cock. Then his eyes widened as his heart sped up and his breathing quickened. He got up from the sofa and stood for a moment.
Harry was looking at Draco warily. "Well?" he asked, hoping that it was what it was supposed to be.
"Well, if it was the middle of the day, I think I would challenge you to a game of Quidditch." Draco smiled. "But since it is the middle of the night and my cock is as hard as a broom handle, I think we may have to come up with some way for me to use all this energy."
Harry raised his eyebrows and nearly laughed at the quick, perky way Draco was talking. "Hmm, I wonder what we could do?" he asked, relieved now that the spell had worked.
"I feel like I could do just about anything," Draco said, laughing as he reached his hands out to Harry. "Want to dance?"
Harry did laugh now. "Sure," he said, smiling. "But we don't have any music." He had thought Draco would suggest fucking him, but dancing was nice too, and would probably lead to fucking, and Harry was up for anything Draco wanted to do.
Draco flicked his wand and a music box on the mantle started playing a waltz. He began to dance with his husband, looking with sparkling eyes at him.
Harry laughed louder, allowing Draco to lead him around the room, a huge smile on his face.
"Dance with me, lover." Draco laughed. "I love this, and I love you." He liked the spell a lot, too. He had been tired before it was cast and now he felt like he could stay up all night.
Harry was laughing so hard now, he nearly had to stop dancing to catch his breath. It was like Draco was high or something. "I ... love you ... too," he gasped.
"Can't keep up now, can you?" Draco laughed, knowing he should slow down but not wanting to stop. "I wish it was warm out so I could take you dancing outside and then make love to you under the stars."
Harry's eyes glittered with that possibility. "Warming Charm," he said, still being twirled and led around the room.
"You are so right, my love," Draco said, and then Summoned his wand. "Ready to go?" he asked.
Harry grinned widely and nodded. He liked this spell, too.
Draco Apparated them out of the manor and out into the gardens, in a grassy area near a fountain. It was a cold, clear night and he immediately cast Warming Charms on them both.
Harry smiled as he felt the heat sweep though his body until he was as warm as he had been inside their room. He grinned up at Draco, waiting for what he would do next.
Draco leaned in and began to nibble on Harry's lips as his hands began to unbutton the man's trousers.
Harry hummed with pleasure, lifting warm hands to tug Draco's shirt loose and then slide under it, caressing the skin there.
"Yes," Draco gasped, sliding a hand into Harry's trousers and along the length of his cock. "Always hard for me." He sighed.
Harry let out a hot sigh against Draco's lips, fingernails biting gently into Draco's skin. "Always," he whispered huskily.
"Imagine what you are going to look like, spread naked in the moonlight with my cock in you," Draco whispered against him.
Harry let out another hot breath, though it was shakier this time. His cock twitched and he licked Draco's bottom lip slowly.
Fingers wrapped around Harry's cock sliding the skin of his cock up and down as Draco moved his mouth to capture Harry's tongue, sucking it into his mouth.
Harry felt light headed and it was everything he could do not to whimper. His hands were still resting on the skin of Draco's stomach and sides, but he wasn't moving them. He was lost in the sensations Draco's hand and mouth were providing him.
Draco continued to suck on Harry's tongue as he stroked his cock, feeling Harry's magic begin to hum against his skin.
Harry's breathing was definitely picking up now. He moved his hips slowly with Draco's strokes, feeling even warmer now.
Draco sped up his movements, hand still sliding up and down that lovely flesh, fingers caressing the head on the up stroke and his mouth sucking Harry's tongue. He used his silver hand to wrap into Harry's hair, holding him tight.
Harry moaned as Draco grasped his hair and he was suddenly aware of how hot his groin felt. "I'm going to come if you don't stop," he gasped, tearing his mouth from Draco's.
Draco grinned into his eyes. "I am going make you come and come again, Harry," he said. "I wonder how long this spell will last and if you can keep up with it."
"Oh, God," Harry panted, his head dropping to Draco's shoulder. "Oh, fuck." He continued thrusting gently into Draco's hand, his own hands gripping Draco's skin tighter.
"Yes, I will fuck you, Harry," Draco purred, "but first you are going to come in my hand, standing here." His hand was slick with Harry's pre-come and he moved it fast and sure along his flesh.
Harry was panting heavily now, feeling the pressure building up. "Yes," he said weakly. "Oh, Merlin, yes."
Draco was panting, his face pressed against the side of Harry's as he moved skillful fingers quickly, feeling the energy building in his lover. "Come for me, Harry," he purred.
Harry clutched Draco harder and hissed through his teeth, his eyes squeezed shut. "Oh, helllll," he moaned, Draco's words pushing him over the edge. He spurted into his hand, jerking and twitching as he came.
Draco clutched Harry to him, holding his cock as hot come slicked his hand and Harry's magic made his entire body shudder.
Harry took shuddering breaths, turning his face to press it into Draco's neck. How was he still standing exactly? His knees felt awfully weak.
Draco wrapped arm and silver hand around Harry, holding him against him still. He pulled his hand gently out of Harry's trousers and then used his wand to do a Cleaning Spell for them. "Can you stand?" he asked, smiling and still feeling full of energy himself.
Harry's eyelids fluttered and he shrugged lightly. "Don't know," he said, swallowing.
"Help me slip my shirt off," Draco said, still holding Harry up with his other arm.
Harry finally remembered that his hands were on Draco's skin. He slid them up, pulling the shirt with it. "I think I can stand," he said, not being able to lift the shirt with Draco's arm in the way.
Draco let his arm relax so that Harry could remove his shirt, and then he took it from him and tossed it on the ground, before doing a Transfiguration Spell. The shirt rippled and stretched until there was a thin mattress on the ground instead.
Harry smiled, feeling slightly normal again now that the effects of his orgasm were dying. He reached down and tugged off his own shirt, tossing it away.
Draco grinned, unfastening his trousers and pushing both trousers and shorts off to stand naked in the moonlight.
Harry moved a bit slower than Draco did, but soon, he was standing naked too, admiring the beautiful man in front of him. He looked made from moonlight with how pale he already was.
Draco was awed by the sight of his lover in the night like this. The moonlight brought out the contrast between the dark hair on Harry's head and body with his golden skin. Draco tossed his wand to the ground beside the mattress and began sliding his hands over the hair and skin on Harry's chest.
Harry bit his lip and then sighed, feeling utterly relaxed even though he was standing. Draco's hands felt amazing against him, they always did.
"You are so beautiful," Draco said, leaning in to leave a trail of wet kisses across Harry's collar bone, and his hands continued to stroke the skin of the other man's chest, sides and back.
Harry felt a shiver go down his spine. "Not as beautiful as you," he whispered, eyelids feeling heavy as he watched Draco.
Draco sucked Harry's nipple into his mouth, using his tongue to flick over the sensitive tip. His hands slid down Harry's back until they cupped both cheeks of his arse.
"Mmmm," Harry moaned, using a hand to stroke Draco's hair and the other to draw patterns on his back.
Draco kissed and licked his way to the other nipple, his hands kneading Harry's arse as he did.
Harry was letting out quiet, deep breaths now, feeling heat again and the accompanying arousal. "Always hard for you," he whispered, feeling himself making that statement true.
"Mmm, good," Draco said as he released Harry's nipple. "Because I want to be deep inside you." He stood up more, pulling Harry against him so that his thigh pressed against Harry's cock and his own was pressed to Harry's thigh.
"Deep, deep," Harry said, voice low. "So deep." He rubbed his hardening cock against Draco, rolling his hips.
Draco grinned and looked around. The mattress was a good idea, but not what he was in the mood for. He took Harry by the hand and led him over to an apple tree. This late, most of the apples had been picked by the elves or lay around the tree. Draco leaned back against the tree and then pulled Harry against him again.
Harry raised an eyebrow and smirked at Draco, unsure about why he wanted to lean against a tree, but he said nothing and continued to move his cock over Draco's leg.
Draco Summoned his wand and then did a Lightening Spell on Harry, grinning as he did. Then he did the Lube Spell on his hand. He reached his hand around and began to slide slick fingers into him.
Harry gasped, eyes widening as he realised what Draco was going to do and his heart sped up, his body flushing with heat. "Oh, fuck," he let out, feeling off balance from the spell and having to grip Draco tightly with fingers that felt like air to keep from falling over.
"Yes, that's it." Draco smirked, sliding fingers in and out of Harry, feeling him open to him. His silver hand held Harry against his own body, cocks still pressed to thighs. "You are going to wrap those wonderful legs around me and ride my cock, Harry," Draco said in a husky voice.
Harry nodded, unable to remember right then if he had ever been more aroused. "Going to ride it hard," he breathed, trying to find his centre to get a hold of the spell he was under.
"Are you ready for me?" Draco crooned, three fingers already sliding into him. His own cock was slick with pre-come and aching by this point.
Harry tightened his muscles up to help keep his balance and nodded again, wanting Draco so badly, he thought he might cry.
Draco's laugh was deep, and he slid his fingers out and then grasped Harry's arse in both hands, lifting and spreading him at the same time. "Put your legs around me now, Harry," he gasped, pulling him up against his body.
Harry whimpered as he complied. It was not as easy to move his legs as it was normally, but he managed, feeling himself getting the hang of being under the spell. He wrapped light arms around Draco's neck as tightly as he could and legs around him, feeling like he might have a heart attack simply from the image of their position in his mind.
Harry was so light with the spell that with his arms and legs around him like this, Draco could hold him with only his silver hand. He reached down and positioned his cock against his lover's entrance before pulling his body down slowly, impaling Harry on his cock.
"Yes," Harry moaned pitifully, the feeling of Draco's cock in him making him feel light headed again - well, he was light headed at the moment, literally.
Draco's fingers continued to grip and spread Harry's arse cheeks as he began to slide his lover's body up and down on his cock. "You are so spread and tight and I can feel myself so deep inside you," Draco gasped, his eyes closed as he leaned back on the tree.
Harry gasped and watched Draco's face in front of him with half-closed eyes, his cock throbbing now. "Oh, yes, fuck me," he said, wanting to kiss Draco, but wanting to look at him too.
"Yes, Merlin, yes," Draco said, legs trembling, but he he held himself braced against the tree as he fucked Harry on his cock. The slide of that flesh into Harry and into his magic was always overwhelming. This position seemed to spread him so open and impale him so deep that Draco felt delirious with it.
"Ah!" Harry cried out loudly as Draco fucked him. "Faster, please!" Harry needed to feel Draco pounding into him. Needed to feel his cock.
Draco groaned, unable to talk anymore as he began rocking up into Harry, his hands digging into his lover's arse as he fucked him harder and faster. "Ride me," he gasped, panting for breath.
Harry hissed and moaned and tried his hardest to push down against Draco, attempting to move and rock his hips. "Oh, fuck, yes!" he yelled. "Oh, fuck, fuck!" Everything was a vast blur. The only thing he acknowledged was Draco's cock up his arse.
"Fuck, Harry," Draco gasped, his body trembling with both the effort to thrust and his oncoming orgasm.
"Oh, shit," Harry gasped, throwing his head back and feeling his arse and balls tighten. "Oh, Merlin, yes!"
Draco was coming and he could feel Harry's orgasm coming like a storm. He thrust hard and deep, pulling Harry's body against his so that his cock was pressed between them as he pumped his seed deep inside his lover.
It was the oddest-feeling orgasm Harry had ever had. His body felt light already, and so when he came, he literally felt like nothing but air. He thought it very likely that, if Draco hadn't been holding onto him, he might have floated away. He let out a loud moan as he spilled his semen between his and Draco's bodies, going limp, his arms and legs loosening their hold.
Draco slid down the tree to his knees, still holding Harry impaled on his cock. "Gods, love," he said, sighing as he buried his face against Harry's neck.
Harry was still panting and could barely hold his head up, let alone talk.
On his knees with Harry in his lap, Draco slid his his hands up and around, pulling him tight. "Wear you out, Harry?" he teased.
"You ..." Harry breathed, "are far too ... cocky for your own ... good." He let out a shaky breath after that. His voice even sounded airy, like Luna's.
"You like my cock, Harry," Draco licked his ear and nipped at his neck just below it.
"You want another go?" Harry asked incredulously.
"I like this spell," Draco said, "but I do believe it is wearing off."
Harry gave a weak laugh. "I would let you fuck me again if it wasn't," he said. "Even if I just laid there and smiled." He laughed weakly again.
"Very tempting," Draco chuckled. He Summoned his wand and then the transfigured mattress. Then, holding Harry against him still, he laid down on it and released the Lightening Spell.
Harry sighed and then arched his back to stretch it. He moved closer to Draco and kissed him, pressing their chests together, still wrapped around him.
"Don't suppose either of us has the energy to Apparate us back to our room?" Draco asked sleepily.
"Merlin, I don't," Harry said. "Will the Warming Charms hold up?"
"I hope so." Draco sighed.
Harry chuckled. "I think I can manage renewing them," he said, Summoning his wand. He did the charms again for each of them and then settled back with Draco.
Chapter Title: Half-Blood Prince
Words: 3718 Words
Harry toed his shoes off once he and Draco arrived back at the Manor. He'd Apparated them from Grimmauld straight back to their suite's sitting room. His mind was filled with thoughts of Voldemort and his parents and he still couldn't quite place what was familiar about what Lupin had said about his mother. He sat down on the couch, thinking.
Draco watched Harry curiously but didn't disturb him, removing his own shoes and outer robe. He flicked a wand and the fireplace came to life, burning warm on what was now a cold November night. Then he settled in next to Harry on the sofa.
Harry leaned into Draco automatically, but he was so lost in thought that he barely noticed Draco was touching him. "Maybe I'm mad," he muttered to himself, thinking aloud and staring into the now lit fireplace.
"Yes, love," Draco answered, smiling, "but in what way this time?"
Harry startled a bit when Draco spoke. "Oh," he said, then grinned and rolled his eyes at him. "It's probably nothing," he said slowly, "but all that stuff that Lupin mentioned about my mum seems ... familiar somehow. It's like I've heard it somewhere, or seen it." He shrugged. "I don't know."
"You mean the stuff about her and potions?" Draco said. "Severus talked about it once to me. Slughorn wasn't the only one who remembered her as gifted with them."
Harry's eyebrows rose high up on his forehead. "Snape said something to you about my mum?" He asked. "My mum being good at something?"
"Why wouldn't he?" Draco asked. "It was your father he hated."
Harry snorted. "My mum was a mudblood," Harry said with a sneer. "I heard him call her one once."
"Really? Professor Snape?" Draco looked incredulous. "Odd given that he is half-blood."
Harry's mouth dropped slightly with shock. "He is?"
"Yes, he's ... oh, bloody hell," Draco cursed, jumping up from the couch and running into the potions lab.
Harry's eyes widened and he stood up uncertainly from the couch. "Draco?" he called, confused.
Draco grabbed the Potions book and ran back into the sitting room, flipping open the book to the fly-leaf. "Half-Blood Prince," he read, "and the hand-writing is a lot neater now, but it's the same. Fuck."
Harry was still confused. "What are you on about?" he asked.
Draco pulled his wand, "Accio book, Specialised Potion Ingredients." The book flew from the lab and into the blond's hand. He flipped it open to the fly leaf, showing it to Harry. "To Draco Malfoy, my most promising student. Your godfather, Severus Snape."
"Draco, what ...." Harry began, eyebrows low, but then he looked between the words on Draco's book and the words on his own book and gasped. "No fucking way," he said. "No. Fucking. Way."
"I can look it up in the Book of Wizarding Bloodlines, but I am pretty sure that Prince was his mother's last name," he said. "I am sorry I didn't remember before now."
Harry gasped again. "Hermione said - that article - bloody hell." He slumped back down on the couch, looking dumbfounded.
"I told you my godfather is a complicated man," Draco said, sighing.
"That whole year I was using Snape's book?" Harry asked, making a bit of a face. "Snape?"
Draco chuckled at his lover's reaction. "You spent all year telling your mates how brilliant the Prince was." He laughed. "Wait until you tell them who it was."
Harry made a sound of slight disgust. "Hermione's going to rub it in my face," he said, still slumped low on the couch. He reached up and took the Half-Blood Prince copy from Draco and flipped through it, looking at the notes and spells scribbled in the margins. "I can't believe it," he said.
"Wouldn't he love knowing you were doing so well in Slughorn's class using his notes?" Draco was laughing again.
"Oh, yeah, I'm sure," Harry said sarcastically. He stared down at the book open to an Adrenaline Potion. In the margins were the usual notes explaining how to make the potion better, but there was also a circled word with an arrow pointing to the potion. It looked like the circled word was a spell. He frowned at it.
Harry's eyes widened as he thought back to the conversation with Lupin. "Do you think?" he asked, looking at the writing on the page.
"There's a way to find out," he said. "Do you want to try it or me?
Harry looked at Draco warily. "Sectumsempra was in here and that bloody cut you open," he said.
Draco's face went still for a minute, remembering he had also used the spell to kill his own father. "Yes, but I knew what the spell did before I used it," he said.
Harry looked from Draco to the page in the book, thinking. "I'll do it," he said finally.
"Go ahead, cast it on me," Draco said, putting the book down on the table.
"I meant I'll do it to me," Harry said, sitting up more.
"Harry, we've had this talk before." Draco sighed. "Besides, worried you won't be able to keep up with me?" He smirked.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "That won't work," he said. "I'm the one who can will an erection. I don't need a spell to keep up with you." He cursed himself as soon as the words were out of his mouth.
"Very good. Then do the spell on me," Draco said with a grin on his face.
Harry huffed and stared at Draco with narrowed eyes. He was silent for another minute. "Fine, but if this hurts you, I'll kill you - better yet, I'll kill Snape," he said, pulling his wand out.
Draco huffed, but knew better than to disagree when he had won the argument.
Harry looked down at the page of the book again to read the spell. He looked up at Draco and winced. "I can't believe I'm doing this," he said, biting his lip. He pointed the wand at Draco and muttered the spell. Something very, very white shot out and hit Draco squarely in the chest.
Draco felt the jolt of Harry's magic, which as usual, seem to go right to his cock. Then his eyes widened as his heart sped up and his breathing quickened. He got up from the sofa and stood for a moment.
Harry was looking at Draco warily. "Well?" he asked, hoping that it was what it was supposed to be.
"Well, if it was the middle of the day, I think I would challenge you to a game of Quidditch." Draco smiled. "But since it is the middle of the night and my cock is as hard as a broom handle, I think we may have to come up with some way for me to use all this energy."
Harry raised his eyebrows and nearly laughed at the quick, perky way Draco was talking. "Hmm, I wonder what we could do?" he asked, relieved now that the spell had worked.
"I feel like I could do just about anything," Draco said, laughing as he reached his hands out to Harry. "Want to dance?"
Harry did laugh now. "Sure," he said, smiling. "But we don't have any music." He had thought Draco would suggest fucking him, but dancing was nice too, and would probably lead to fucking, and Harry was up for anything Draco wanted to do.
Draco flicked his wand and a music box on the mantle started playing a waltz. He began to dance with his husband, looking with sparkling eyes at him.
Harry laughed louder, allowing Draco to lead him around the room, a huge smile on his face.
"Dance with me, lover." Draco laughed. "I love this, and I love you." He liked the spell a lot, too. He had been tired before it was cast and now he felt like he could stay up all night.
Harry was laughing so hard now, he nearly had to stop dancing to catch his breath. It was like Draco was high or something. "I ... love you ... too," he gasped.
"Can't keep up now, can you?" Draco laughed, knowing he should slow down but not wanting to stop. "I wish it was warm out so I could take you dancing outside and then make love to you under the stars."
Harry's eyes glittered with that possibility. "Warming Charm," he said, still being twirled and led around the room.
"You are so right, my love," Draco said, and then Summoned his wand. "Ready to go?" he asked.
Harry grinned widely and nodded. He liked this spell, too.
Draco Apparated them out of the manor and out into the gardens, in a grassy area near a fountain. It was a cold, clear night and he immediately cast Warming Charms on them both.
Harry smiled as he felt the heat sweep though his body until he was as warm as he had been inside their room. He grinned up at Draco, waiting for what he would do next.
Draco leaned in and began to nibble on Harry's lips as his hands began to unbutton the man's trousers.
Harry hummed with pleasure, lifting warm hands to tug Draco's shirt loose and then slide under it, caressing the skin there.
"Yes," Draco gasped, sliding a hand into Harry's trousers and along the length of his cock. "Always hard for me." He sighed.
Harry let out a hot sigh against Draco's lips, fingernails biting gently into Draco's skin. "Always," he whispered huskily.
"Imagine what you are going to look like, spread naked in the moonlight with my cock in you," Draco whispered against him.
Harry let out another hot breath, though it was shakier this time. His cock twitched and he licked Draco's bottom lip slowly.
Fingers wrapped around Harry's cock sliding the skin of his cock up and down as Draco moved his mouth to capture Harry's tongue, sucking it into his mouth.
Harry felt light headed and it was everything he could do not to whimper. His hands were still resting on the skin of Draco's stomach and sides, but he wasn't moving them. He was lost in the sensations Draco's hand and mouth were providing him.
Draco continued to suck on Harry's tongue as he stroked his cock, feeling Harry's magic begin to hum against his skin.
Harry's breathing was definitely picking up now. He moved his hips slowly with Draco's strokes, feeling even warmer now.
Draco sped up his movements, hand still sliding up and down that lovely flesh, fingers caressing the head on the up stroke and his mouth sucking Harry's tongue. He used his silver hand to wrap into Harry's hair, holding him tight.
Harry moaned as Draco grasped his hair and he was suddenly aware of how hot his groin felt. "I'm going to come if you don't stop," he gasped, tearing his mouth from Draco's.
Draco grinned into his eyes. "I am going make you come and come again, Harry," he said. "I wonder how long this spell will last and if you can keep up with it."
"Oh, God," Harry panted, his head dropping to Draco's shoulder. "Oh, fuck." He continued thrusting gently into Draco's hand, his own hands gripping Draco's skin tighter.
"Yes, I will fuck you, Harry," Draco purred, "but first you are going to come in my hand, standing here." His hand was slick with Harry's pre-come and he moved it fast and sure along his flesh.
Harry was panting heavily now, feeling the pressure building up. "Yes," he said weakly. "Oh, Merlin, yes."
Draco was panting, his face pressed against the side of Harry's as he moved skillful fingers quickly, feeling the energy building in his lover. "Come for me, Harry," he purred.
Harry clutched Draco harder and hissed through his teeth, his eyes squeezed shut. "Oh, helllll," he moaned, Draco's words pushing him over the edge. He spurted into his hand, jerking and twitching as he came.
Draco clutched Harry to him, holding his cock as hot come slicked his hand and Harry's magic made his entire body shudder.
Harry took shuddering breaths, turning his face to press it into Draco's neck. How was he still standing exactly? His knees felt awfully weak.
Draco wrapped arm and silver hand around Harry, holding him against him still. He pulled his hand gently out of Harry's trousers and then used his wand to do a Cleaning Spell for them. "Can you stand?" he asked, smiling and still feeling full of energy himself.
Harry's eyelids fluttered and he shrugged lightly. "Don't know," he said, swallowing.
"Help me slip my shirt off," Draco said, still holding Harry up with his other arm.
Harry finally remembered that his hands were on Draco's skin. He slid them up, pulling the shirt with it. "I think I can stand," he said, not being able to lift the shirt with Draco's arm in the way.
Draco let his arm relax so that Harry could remove his shirt, and then he took it from him and tossed it on the ground, before doing a Transfiguration Spell. The shirt rippled and stretched until there was a thin mattress on the ground instead.
Harry smiled, feeling slightly normal again now that the effects of his orgasm were dying. He reached down and tugged off his own shirt, tossing it away.
Draco grinned, unfastening his trousers and pushing both trousers and shorts off to stand naked in the moonlight.
Harry moved a bit slower than Draco did, but soon, he was standing naked too, admiring the beautiful man in front of him. He looked made from moonlight with how pale he already was.
Draco was awed by the sight of his lover in the night like this. The moonlight brought out the contrast between the dark hair on Harry's head and body with his golden skin. Draco tossed his wand to the ground beside the mattress and began sliding his hands over the hair and skin on Harry's chest.
Harry bit his lip and then sighed, feeling utterly relaxed even though he was standing. Draco's hands felt amazing against him, they always did.
"You are so beautiful," Draco said, leaning in to leave a trail of wet kisses across Harry's collar bone, and his hands continued to stroke the skin of the other man's chest, sides and back.
Harry felt a shiver go down his spine. "Not as beautiful as you," he whispered, eyelids feeling heavy as he watched Draco.
Draco sucked Harry's nipple into his mouth, using his tongue to flick over the sensitive tip. His hands slid down Harry's back until they cupped both cheeks of his arse.
"Mmmm," Harry moaned, using a hand to stroke Draco's hair and the other to draw patterns on his back.
Draco kissed and licked his way to the other nipple, his hands kneading Harry's arse as he did.
Harry was letting out quiet, deep breaths now, feeling heat again and the accompanying arousal. "Always hard for you," he whispered, feeling himself making that statement true.
"Mmm, good," Draco said as he released Harry's nipple. "Because I want to be deep inside you." He stood up more, pulling Harry against him so that his thigh pressed against Harry's cock and his own was pressed to Harry's thigh.
"Deep, deep," Harry said, voice low. "So deep." He rubbed his hardening cock against Draco, rolling his hips.
Draco grinned and looked around. The mattress was a good idea, but not what he was in the mood for. He took Harry by the hand and led him over to an apple tree. This late, most of the apples had been picked by the elves or lay around the tree. Draco leaned back against the tree and then pulled Harry against him again.
Harry raised an eyebrow and smirked at Draco, unsure about why he wanted to lean against a tree, but he said nothing and continued to move his cock over Draco's leg.
Draco Summoned his wand and then did a Lightening Spell on Harry, grinning as he did. Then he did the Lube Spell on his hand. He reached his hand around and began to slide slick fingers into him.
Harry gasped, eyes widening as he realised what Draco was going to do and his heart sped up, his body flushing with heat. "Oh, fuck," he let out, feeling off balance from the spell and having to grip Draco tightly with fingers that felt like air to keep from falling over.
"Yes, that's it." Draco smirked, sliding fingers in and out of Harry, feeling him open to him. His silver hand held Harry against his own body, cocks still pressed to thighs. "You are going to wrap those wonderful legs around me and ride my cock, Harry," Draco said in a husky voice.
Harry nodded, unable to remember right then if he had ever been more aroused. "Going to ride it hard," he breathed, trying to find his centre to get a hold of the spell he was under.
"Are you ready for me?" Draco crooned, three fingers already sliding into him. His own cock was slick with pre-come and aching by this point.
Harry tightened his muscles up to help keep his balance and nodded again, wanting Draco so badly, he thought he might cry.
Draco's laugh was deep, and he slid his fingers out and then grasped Harry's arse in both hands, lifting and spreading him at the same time. "Put your legs around me now, Harry," he gasped, pulling him up against his body.
Harry whimpered as he complied. It was not as easy to move his legs as it was normally, but he managed, feeling himself getting the hang of being under the spell. He wrapped light arms around Draco's neck as tightly as he could and legs around him, feeling like he might have a heart attack simply from the image of their position in his mind.
Harry was so light with the spell that with his arms and legs around him like this, Draco could hold him with only his silver hand. He reached down and positioned his cock against his lover's entrance before pulling his body down slowly, impaling Harry on his cock.
"Yes," Harry moaned pitifully, the feeling of Draco's cock in him making him feel light headed again - well, he was light headed at the moment, literally.
Draco's fingers continued to grip and spread Harry's arse cheeks as he began to slide his lover's body up and down on his cock. "You are so spread and tight and I can feel myself so deep inside you," Draco gasped, his eyes closed as he leaned back on the tree.
Harry gasped and watched Draco's face in front of him with half-closed eyes, his cock throbbing now. "Oh, yes, fuck me," he said, wanting to kiss Draco, but wanting to look at him too.
"Yes, Merlin, yes," Draco said, legs trembling, but he he held himself braced against the tree as he fucked Harry on his cock. The slide of that flesh into Harry and into his magic was always overwhelming. This position seemed to spread him so open and impale him so deep that Draco felt delirious with it.
"Ah!" Harry cried out loudly as Draco fucked him. "Faster, please!" Harry needed to feel Draco pounding into him. Needed to feel his cock.
Draco groaned, unable to talk anymore as he began rocking up into Harry, his hands digging into his lover's arse as he fucked him harder and faster. "Ride me," he gasped, panting for breath.
Harry hissed and moaned and tried his hardest to push down against Draco, attempting to move and rock his hips. "Oh, fuck, yes!" he yelled. "Oh, fuck, fuck!" Everything was a vast blur. The only thing he acknowledged was Draco's cock up his arse.
"Fuck, Harry," Draco gasped, his body trembling with both the effort to thrust and his oncoming orgasm.
"Oh, shit," Harry gasped, throwing his head back and feeling his arse and balls tighten. "Oh, Merlin, yes!"
Draco was coming and he could feel Harry's orgasm coming like a storm. He thrust hard and deep, pulling Harry's body against his so that his cock was pressed between them as he pumped his seed deep inside his lover.
It was the oddest-feeling orgasm Harry had ever had. His body felt light already, and so when he came, he literally felt like nothing but air. He thought it very likely that, if Draco hadn't been holding onto him, he might have floated away. He let out a loud moan as he spilled his semen between his and Draco's bodies, going limp, his arms and legs loosening their hold.
Draco slid down the tree to his knees, still holding Harry impaled on his cock. "Gods, love," he said, sighing as he buried his face against Harry's neck.
Harry was still panting and could barely hold his head up, let alone talk.
On his knees with Harry in his lap, Draco slid his his hands up and around, pulling him tight. "Wear you out, Harry?" he teased.
"You ..." Harry breathed, "are far too ... cocky for your own ... good." He let out a shaky breath after that. His voice even sounded airy, like Luna's.
"You like my cock, Harry," Draco licked his ear and nipped at his neck just below it.
"You want another go?" Harry asked incredulously.
"I like this spell," Draco said, "but I do believe it is wearing off."
Harry gave a weak laugh. "I would let you fuck me again if it wasn't," he said. "Even if I just laid there and smiled." He laughed weakly again.
"Very tempting," Draco chuckled. He Summoned his wand and then the transfigured mattress. Then, holding Harry against him still, he laid down on it and released the Lightening Spell.
Harry sighed and then arched his back to stretch it. He moved closer to Draco and kissed him, pressing their chests together, still wrapped around him.
"Don't suppose either of us has the energy to Apparate us back to our room?" Draco asked sleepily.
"Merlin, I don't," Harry said. "Will the Warming Charms hold up?"
"I hope so." Draco sighed.
Harry chuckled. "I think I can manage renewing them," he said, Summoning his wand. He did the charms again for each of them and then settled back with Draco.