Harry Potter and The Dragon’s Treasure (BP6)
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
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43
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24,554
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198
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Christmas Morning
Chapter Number/Total: 33/43
Chapter Title: Christmas Morning
Words: 3233 Words
Harry awoke on Christmas morning to the beautiful sight of snow falling outside the windows, covering the grounds and everything else in a thick blanket of white. He smiled, raising his arms above his head to stretch, and then turned to watch his husband.
Draco was sprawled, still asleep, on the bed, his one arm draped over his lover.
Harry grinned sleepily and then moved forward to kiss Draco's lips, very, very gently. He could hear Valen babbling in his cot, but didn't move to get him just yet.
Draco smiled, not awake yet but responding anyway, his arm tightening around Harry's waist.
Harry let out an amused sound, reaching to push a strand of hair from Draco's face.
Draco turned his face into that hand. "Mmm," he hummed.
Harry brushed his lips against Draco's again, moving his hand from his husband's face to trail it down the skin of his back.
Draco lifted his arse up a bit as the fingers reached it. "Yes," he whispered, eyes still closed but lips kissing back now.
Harry hummed happily then. "Good morning, love," he whispered.
Grey eyes blinked and the blond smiled. "Hello," he said softly, arching his arse even more in invitation and rubbing his half hard cock against the bed as he moved.
Harry waggled his eyebrows and moved his fingers into the crack of Draco's arse, swiping them through quickly.
"More," Draco begged, eyes on his lover as he spread his legs.
Harry cast a Silencing Charm on Valen's cot and then lifted himself so that he was nearly sprawled over Draco's back, sliding his fingers past his entrance again.
Draco moaned, pushing up against his lover's body and fingers. The fingers of his hand gripped the sheet under him.
"Mmm, happy Christmas, Draco," Harry said huskily, licking the shell of Draco's ear as he slicked his fingers and slid one inside his husband.
"Fuck, yes!" Draco gasped as his lover pushed the digit inside.
Harry grinned, reaching to rub the finger against Draco's prostate. His flicked his tongue over Draco's ear again, his cock twitching.
"Oh, yes," Draco agreed, bending his knees now so that he was open for his husband.
Harry added two more fingers slowly, moving his head down to rain kisses over Draco's shoulders. "Gonna fuck you," he whispered against his skin.
"Yes, fuck me," Draco responded. "I love your cock stretching and filling me."
"Yeah, fuck," Harry groaned. "Me too." He slid the fingers out as slowly as he had pushed them in, rubbing Draco's entrance with them. A smirk spread across his face with the teasing.
Draco whimpered but loved the teasing, too. In fact, there wasn't much that Harry could do to him that didn't excite him.
Harry worked a tingle of magic into the tips of his fingers, sliding his tongue over the bumps in Draco's spine near the back of his neck.
Sparks flew up his spine and down his shaft and Draco was moaning louder, trembling. "Gods, yes," he encouraged.
Harry moved his tongue to Draco's shoulder blades, pulling the teasing fingers away to slick his own cock. He raised up on his knees, spreading Draco apart with one hand as he grasped his erection and breached his husband, watching the slide inside his body.
Draco moan was long and low, full of both contentment and need. He held himself up on his knees, bracing on elbows while his hair fell around his face.
Harry gasped quietly when his body was pressed against Draco's arse, his cock in him as far as it could go. "You're so fucking gorgeous," he moaned, sliding his hands over the small of Draco's back, running thumbs over the two little dimples.
Draco moaned in delight, the words and caresses intoxicating. His body clenched around the thick cock inside him and his cock twitched with it.
Harry bit his lip as he slid out slightly, feeling Draco around him. He let out a shaky breath, shuddering with the pleasure.
"Harry, yes, fuck me," Draco begged, enjoying the words as well as the sensations.
Harry thrust back in, harder, growling as he did.
"Yes, hard and deep," Draco encouraged, pressing his face against the bed and holding tight.
"Tell me what it feels like," Harry gasped, thrusting hard again.
"Your cock is thick and hard, stretching me," Draco gasped. "I can feel your magic pulsing with your heartbeat, inside me and over my skin."
Harry groaned. "So tight and hot," he panted. "Feels so good."
"Yes, just for you," Draco gasped, rocking back into each thrust now.
Harry gripped Draco's hips, eyes glued to the body below. "Yeah, fuck yourself on me," he moaned, the pleasure in his body building.
Draco was rocking hard now, doing just that and moaning as he did. His whole body shuddered with every thrust and he could feel his cock heavy below him as it brushed the sheets each time he rocked forward.
"Fuck," Harry gasped in a strained way, gripping Draco tighter as he came with a jerk inside him. He threw his head back, chest heaving.
Harry's magic always brought him too - Draco's sensitivity combined with the blood-binding. The blond spasmed hard, his body clutching his lover's cock and every muscle tightening.
Harry shuddered again as Draco's arse seemed to pull at his cock. "Ooh," he let out, his voice deep and hoarse.
Draco laughed, still shuddering with his orgasm and feeling high from the magic.
Harry smiled, his mouth open as he continued to pant. He pulled out of Draco gently and rolled onto his back beside him.
Draco turned his head, still trembling in his kneeling position. He smiled at Harry. "Happy Christmas, love," he whispered.
"So far, so good," Harry replied with a loopy smile.
Draco grinned back at him and pushed up with his hand so that he could sit back on his knees. There was a large sticky spot where he had released onto the bed. He Summoned his wand to clean it.
Harry sighed happily, waiting for his Cleaning Charm. He waved his hand to take the charm off the cot, and when he looked over, he saw that Valen was standing in it with support from the sides, staring at them. Harry raised his eyebrows, wondering just how long the baby had been looking.
Draco followed his husband's gaze and his mouth dropped open at the sight of their child - standing. Then he began to laugh.
Harry's eyebrows were still raised as he began laughing as well.
Draco laughed so hard, he fell back onto the bed - into the wet spot he had yet to clean.
Harry turned eyes from his son to his husband, his laughing renewed at the sight of him.
"Eww," Draco complained between bouts of laughter.
Harry laughed harder, his body shaking with it as he clutched at his sides.
"Git," Draco complained, still chuckling, as he shoved his lover over, and then rolled out of the wet spot.
Harry reached over and shoved Draco back, sighing happily as he regained control of his breathing.
Valen squealed loudly, seeming eager to join the laughter of his parents and regain their attention.
Draco rolled his eyes and cast Cleaning Charms on himself and the bed, all the while smirking at Harry.
Harry huffed. "None for me?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"Do you deserve it?" Draco asked, arching an eyebrow too.
Harry raised both eyebrows. "After that terrific shag? I deserve a lot of things," he teased.
Draco nodding, smiling, and cast the charm. Valen let out a high pitched squeal that was clearly a demand for attention.
Harry sat up and pressed a kiss to Draco's lips and then crawled across the bed to their son. He lifted him out of the cot and sat him on the mattress between himself and Draco. "You stood up," he said happily. "High five." He grinned and held his hand out to the baby.
The baby held up both hands.
Harry laughed, pressing his hand to one of Valen's.
Draco lay back, beaming happily at his little family.
"The question, however," Harry said, reaching to tickle Valen, "is how long were you standing there?"
"I think it may be time to add a new room to our suite," Draco said dryly.
"I think so," Harry agreed, smiling at Valen's laughter as he was tickled.
"I suppose it would be safer to move the potions lab further away from the bedroom anyway," Draco mused, smiling as he watched them.
"Mmhmm," Harry agreed, still grinning as he picked Valen up into his arms and kissed his head. "We can decorate the room, too," he said.
Draco's eyebrows rose. "You want to set up a full nursery then," he said with a smirk.
Harry smiled at Draco. "Well, he can't sleep with us forever," he said. "And he needs his own room. Plus, he's not the only one who's going to need it."
"You want to see the old one first?" Draco asked.
"Sure," Harry answered. "Mad how many things I still haven't seen in this place."
"Most of it, I think," Draco said. "For example, these rooms were set up for me to use while I was home from school. This isn't the Master Suite. That is considerably larger."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't that have been where your mum and dad stayed?" he asked. "Be odd to sleep there." He didn't mention that it would be odd to sleep anywhere that Lucius had.
"Yes, it was," Draco said, face serious as he considered. "And mine was the nursery in the same wing. But if you want to leave that wing closed, we can."
"What? You don't?" Harry asked. "I mean, I guess I don't really care. I guess I just ... sort of thought it would be weird."
"Generations of my ancestors have lived in this house going back to 1098. I guess I am not particularly worried about using rooms that belonged to others before me," Draco shrugged.
"Well, do you want to move in there or something?" Harry asked.
"We can at least look at the rooms," Draco said. "It would be easier to redecorate them than it would be to redesign this suite."
Harry nodded. "Like I said, it doesn't really matter to me. Just as long as we get to keep our bed." He smiled.
Draco grinned. "Definitely," he said, waggling his eyebrows.
"Dada," Valen said, patting Harry's chest and making smacking noises.
Harry smiled again and looked down at Valen. "I suppose I'll feed you, and then we can go downstairs and see what Father Christmas brought us," he said happily. "I bet you got lots of presents."
Draco smiled, having helped shop for most of them. He climbed out of bed and pulled on some casual clothes.
Harry snorted at Draco from where he sat feeding Valen on the bed. "I'm putting pyjamas on," he said. "I have to get some sort of use out of them."
Draco laughed and got the garish red set out that Hermione had bought Harry, setting them on the bed.
Harry snorted again, finishing up with Valen within a few more minutes, and then he stood to pull the pyjamas on. "He needs changing," he said, passing the baby to Draco as he reached for the clothing on the bed.
Draco snorted and rolled his eyes, but took his son and changed his diaper. "Ewww," he complained. "It smells worse since he started eating solid food too."
Harry laughed, messing his hair up further as he slipped the top over his head. "Why do you think I gave him to you to change?"
"Git," Draco complained, sending the mess to the laundry and fastening a new nappy. "Your Daddy Harry is a git," he told their son.
"Git," Valen repeated.
Harry laughed again. "I am not a git," he said to Valen. "And Daddy Draco is a prat."
"Pat," Valen repeated, bouncing in Draco's arms as he picked him up.
Harry grinned and kissed both Valen and Draco. "Yes, that's right," he said.
"Careful or I may take back my present to you," Draco warned his husband.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Oh?" he said. "And what is this present you speak of?" He opened the bedroom door for Draco.
Draco raised both eyebrows and gave his husband a teasing smirk, walking through the door.
Harry grinned, following.
Chapter Title: Christmas Morning
Words: 3233 Words
Harry awoke on Christmas morning to the beautiful sight of snow falling outside the windows, covering the grounds and everything else in a thick blanket of white. He smiled, raising his arms above his head to stretch, and then turned to watch his husband.
Draco was sprawled, still asleep, on the bed, his one arm draped over his lover.
Harry grinned sleepily and then moved forward to kiss Draco's lips, very, very gently. He could hear Valen babbling in his cot, but didn't move to get him just yet.
Draco smiled, not awake yet but responding anyway, his arm tightening around Harry's waist.
Harry let out an amused sound, reaching to push a strand of hair from Draco's face.
Draco turned his face into that hand. "Mmm," he hummed.
Harry brushed his lips against Draco's again, moving his hand from his husband's face to trail it down the skin of his back.
Draco lifted his arse up a bit as the fingers reached it. "Yes," he whispered, eyes still closed but lips kissing back now.
Harry hummed happily then. "Good morning, love," he whispered.
Grey eyes blinked and the blond smiled. "Hello," he said softly, arching his arse even more in invitation and rubbing his half hard cock against the bed as he moved.
Harry waggled his eyebrows and moved his fingers into the crack of Draco's arse, swiping them through quickly.
"More," Draco begged, eyes on his lover as he spread his legs.
Harry cast a Silencing Charm on Valen's cot and then lifted himself so that he was nearly sprawled over Draco's back, sliding his fingers past his entrance again.
Draco moaned, pushing up against his lover's body and fingers. The fingers of his hand gripped the sheet under him.
"Mmm, happy Christmas, Draco," Harry said huskily, licking the shell of Draco's ear as he slicked his fingers and slid one inside his husband.
"Fuck, yes!" Draco gasped as his lover pushed the digit inside.
Harry grinned, reaching to rub the finger against Draco's prostate. His flicked his tongue over Draco's ear again, his cock twitching.
"Oh, yes," Draco agreed, bending his knees now so that he was open for his husband.
Harry added two more fingers slowly, moving his head down to rain kisses over Draco's shoulders. "Gonna fuck you," he whispered against his skin.
"Yes, fuck me," Draco responded. "I love your cock stretching and filling me."
"Yeah, fuck," Harry groaned. "Me too." He slid the fingers out as slowly as he had pushed them in, rubbing Draco's entrance with them. A smirk spread across his face with the teasing.
Draco whimpered but loved the teasing, too. In fact, there wasn't much that Harry could do to him that didn't excite him.
Harry worked a tingle of magic into the tips of his fingers, sliding his tongue over the bumps in Draco's spine near the back of his neck.
Sparks flew up his spine and down his shaft and Draco was moaning louder, trembling. "Gods, yes," he encouraged.
Harry moved his tongue to Draco's shoulder blades, pulling the teasing fingers away to slick his own cock. He raised up on his knees, spreading Draco apart with one hand as he grasped his erection and breached his husband, watching the slide inside his body.
Draco moan was long and low, full of both contentment and need. He held himself up on his knees, bracing on elbows while his hair fell around his face.
Harry gasped quietly when his body was pressed against Draco's arse, his cock in him as far as it could go. "You're so fucking gorgeous," he moaned, sliding his hands over the small of Draco's back, running thumbs over the two little dimples.
Draco moaned in delight, the words and caresses intoxicating. His body clenched around the thick cock inside him and his cock twitched with it.
Harry bit his lip as he slid out slightly, feeling Draco around him. He let out a shaky breath, shuddering with the pleasure.
"Harry, yes, fuck me," Draco begged, enjoying the words as well as the sensations.
Harry thrust back in, harder, growling as he did.
"Yes, hard and deep," Draco encouraged, pressing his face against the bed and holding tight.
"Tell me what it feels like," Harry gasped, thrusting hard again.
"Your cock is thick and hard, stretching me," Draco gasped. "I can feel your magic pulsing with your heartbeat, inside me and over my skin."
Harry groaned. "So tight and hot," he panted. "Feels so good."
"Yes, just for you," Draco gasped, rocking back into each thrust now.
Harry gripped Draco's hips, eyes glued to the body below. "Yeah, fuck yourself on me," he moaned, the pleasure in his body building.
Draco was rocking hard now, doing just that and moaning as he did. His whole body shuddered with every thrust and he could feel his cock heavy below him as it brushed the sheets each time he rocked forward.
"Fuck," Harry gasped in a strained way, gripping Draco tighter as he came with a jerk inside him. He threw his head back, chest heaving.
Harry's magic always brought him too - Draco's sensitivity combined with the blood-binding. The blond spasmed hard, his body clutching his lover's cock and every muscle tightening.
Harry shuddered again as Draco's arse seemed to pull at his cock. "Ooh," he let out, his voice deep and hoarse.
Draco laughed, still shuddering with his orgasm and feeling high from the magic.
Harry smiled, his mouth open as he continued to pant. He pulled out of Draco gently and rolled onto his back beside him.
Draco turned his head, still trembling in his kneeling position. He smiled at Harry. "Happy Christmas, love," he whispered.
"So far, so good," Harry replied with a loopy smile.
Draco grinned back at him and pushed up with his hand so that he could sit back on his knees. There was a large sticky spot where he had released onto the bed. He Summoned his wand to clean it.
Harry sighed happily, waiting for his Cleaning Charm. He waved his hand to take the charm off the cot, and when he looked over, he saw that Valen was standing in it with support from the sides, staring at them. Harry raised his eyebrows, wondering just how long the baby had been looking.
Draco followed his husband's gaze and his mouth dropped open at the sight of their child - standing. Then he began to laugh.
Harry's eyebrows were still raised as he began laughing as well.
Draco laughed so hard, he fell back onto the bed - into the wet spot he had yet to clean.
Harry turned eyes from his son to his husband, his laughing renewed at the sight of him.
"Eww," Draco complained between bouts of laughter.
Harry laughed harder, his body shaking with it as he clutched at his sides.
"Git," Draco complained, still chuckling, as he shoved his lover over, and then rolled out of the wet spot.
Harry reached over and shoved Draco back, sighing happily as he regained control of his breathing.
Valen squealed loudly, seeming eager to join the laughter of his parents and regain their attention.
Draco rolled his eyes and cast Cleaning Charms on himself and the bed, all the while smirking at Harry.
Harry huffed. "None for me?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"Do you deserve it?" Draco asked, arching an eyebrow too.
Harry raised both eyebrows. "After that terrific shag? I deserve a lot of things," he teased.
Draco nodding, smiling, and cast the charm. Valen let out a high pitched squeal that was clearly a demand for attention.
Harry sat up and pressed a kiss to Draco's lips and then crawled across the bed to their son. He lifted him out of the cot and sat him on the mattress between himself and Draco. "You stood up," he said happily. "High five." He grinned and held his hand out to the baby.
The baby held up both hands.
Harry laughed, pressing his hand to one of Valen's.
Draco lay back, beaming happily at his little family.
"The question, however," Harry said, reaching to tickle Valen, "is how long were you standing there?"
"I think it may be time to add a new room to our suite," Draco said dryly.
"I think so," Harry agreed, smiling at Valen's laughter as he was tickled.
"I suppose it would be safer to move the potions lab further away from the bedroom anyway," Draco mused, smiling as he watched them.
"Mmhmm," Harry agreed, still grinning as he picked Valen up into his arms and kissed his head. "We can decorate the room, too," he said.
Draco's eyebrows rose. "You want to set up a full nursery then," he said with a smirk.
Harry smiled at Draco. "Well, he can't sleep with us forever," he said. "And he needs his own room. Plus, he's not the only one who's going to need it."
"You want to see the old one first?" Draco asked.
"Sure," Harry answered. "Mad how many things I still haven't seen in this place."
"Most of it, I think," Draco said. "For example, these rooms were set up for me to use while I was home from school. This isn't the Master Suite. That is considerably larger."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't that have been where your mum and dad stayed?" he asked. "Be odd to sleep there." He didn't mention that it would be odd to sleep anywhere that Lucius had.
"Yes, it was," Draco said, face serious as he considered. "And mine was the nursery in the same wing. But if you want to leave that wing closed, we can."
"What? You don't?" Harry asked. "I mean, I guess I don't really care. I guess I just ... sort of thought it would be weird."
"Generations of my ancestors have lived in this house going back to 1098. I guess I am not particularly worried about using rooms that belonged to others before me," Draco shrugged.
"Well, do you want to move in there or something?" Harry asked.
"We can at least look at the rooms," Draco said. "It would be easier to redecorate them than it would be to redesign this suite."
Harry nodded. "Like I said, it doesn't really matter to me. Just as long as we get to keep our bed." He smiled.
Draco grinned. "Definitely," he said, waggling his eyebrows.
"Dada," Valen said, patting Harry's chest and making smacking noises.
Harry smiled again and looked down at Valen. "I suppose I'll feed you, and then we can go downstairs and see what Father Christmas brought us," he said happily. "I bet you got lots of presents."
Draco smiled, having helped shop for most of them. He climbed out of bed and pulled on some casual clothes.
Harry snorted at Draco from where he sat feeding Valen on the bed. "I'm putting pyjamas on," he said. "I have to get some sort of use out of them."
Draco laughed and got the garish red set out that Hermione had bought Harry, setting them on the bed.
Harry snorted again, finishing up with Valen within a few more minutes, and then he stood to pull the pyjamas on. "He needs changing," he said, passing the baby to Draco as he reached for the clothing on the bed.
Draco snorted and rolled his eyes, but took his son and changed his diaper. "Ewww," he complained. "It smells worse since he started eating solid food too."
Harry laughed, messing his hair up further as he slipped the top over his head. "Why do you think I gave him to you to change?"
"Git," Draco complained, sending the mess to the laundry and fastening a new nappy. "Your Daddy Harry is a git," he told their son.
"Git," Valen repeated.
Harry laughed again. "I am not a git," he said to Valen. "And Daddy Draco is a prat."
"Pat," Valen repeated, bouncing in Draco's arms as he picked him up.
Harry grinned and kissed both Valen and Draco. "Yes, that's right," he said.
"Careful or I may take back my present to you," Draco warned his husband.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Oh?" he said. "And what is this present you speak of?" He opened the bedroom door for Draco.
Draco raised both eyebrows and gave his husband a teasing smirk, walking through the door.
Harry grinned, following.