Weremouse

A/N: I know my chapters have been really short, but I’d rather, andI think you do too, be able to post more often with shorter chapters than post one long chapter every couple of months…. Well, that being said, this chapter is slightly longer, and it comes with a
WARNING: Boy-sex (well almost)

Disclaimer: Don’t own HP.


Ch. 38

The two boys arrived at Malfoy Manor in high spirits on Christmas Eve having used the Floo. Draco had gone first and so was there at the exit to catch Harry as he stumbled out. Narcissa was there to greet them, but before she allowed them to exit the receiving room, she cleaned them with a quick spell, and then hugged them.

“Welcome to Malfoy Manor, Harry. How are you feeling today?” Narcissa asked, placing her arm around his shoulders and leading him away. Over her shoulder she told Draco, “Why don’t you take your bags upstairs, dear? I have some things to discuss with our little darling. Your father is in the study, so when you’re finished, bring him down with you to the Green Room,” and she led Harry out.

“Why is this called the Green Room?” Harry asked as they walked into a room that was decidedly not green.

“Oh, it’s named that because it used to be green, but I believe Lucius’s grandmother changed it, but it had been called that for so long, it continued to be called that. The color it was changed was atrocious, so when I became the Lady of the Manor, I changed it again to suit my tastes,” Narcissa said as she glanced fondly at the red room. In fact the only thing that was even green in the room was a 12-foot Christmas tree in the center of the room, surrounded by neat stacks of presents. She pulled Harry with her to sit on a 14th century settee. “This has actually been in this room since it was new, and has always been red, even when the room was green and pink. I actually based the color scheme of the room on it,” she paused briefly, “Now, how are you doing, Harry dear?”

“Oh, I’m fine. I’m a little anxious about waiting for the birth, especially when Poppy is unable to tell when exactly I’m due. I’m doing a little better since I convinced Mrs.Weasley to talk about the birthing process, even though she doesn’t know about me being pregnant,” Harry said.

“How positively Slytherin of you,” Narcissa said almost purring. She was about to say more when the two handsome almost identical blonde males entered the room.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” Harry said, standing quickly, reaching into his pocket, and placing several packages on the floor next to the tree. “This is a beautiful tree, Narcissa. Even prettier than the ones at Hogwarts.”

“Why thank you, dear. I’m sorry to say that I only directed the house elves in decorating it,” Narcissa said. She glanced at the clock, “Well, the others should be arriving soon.”

The next hour was spent sitting and sipping hot cocoa with marshmallows. Sirius, Remus and Severus arrived carrying packages which they placed under the tree along with the others already there. They all went to dinner and afterwards talked, before all heading to bed.

Early the next morning, Draco gently shook Harry awake at 3 a.m., after he awoke to bells ringing and a loud “Ho, ho, ho, Merry Christmas.” He was still amazed that his father followed the same routine that he had since Draco had been small, but in a way he found it very comforting.

“Harry, Harry, waaakkkkeee uuuppp,” Draco breathed into Harry’s ear, as he straddled Harry’s out-flung arm. “Come on, baby. it’s time to wake up and open presents.” He blew in his ear. Harry jolted upright, knocking his forehead into Draco’s forehead, and flinging his arm up. Straight into Draco’s, um, groin area. Draco didn’t know what to grab. He just knew he was in pain. Harry winced slightly at the pain he had caused his lover, his forehead was fine because of the protection charms he had on himself to protect him from injury.

“Oh, god, Draco. I’m sorry, but my ears are really sensitive when you blow in them. And, well I was already awake, and was just kinda waiting for you to wake me up right, but when you blew in my ear, I was a little startled. I’m so sorry,” he repeated gently.

“Arrgghh,” Draco groaned, finally settling on holding his pour abused groin, the pain in his forehead a dull ache compared to that.

“Oh, no. Your forehead is bleeding,” Harry said as he summoned his wand to himself, he caste a quick healing charm on Draco’s forehead before kissing it. “Do you want me to kiss your other injury better.” Draco stopped groaning in agony, and nodded his head. “Well, lay down then, and I will.” Harry pushed him down gently, and pulled his sleeping pants down to his ankles. He then kneeled between Draco’s legs Harry gently ran his hands up from his ankles, over his knees, and almost to the apex of Draco’s thighs, before moving them back down to the knees and back again. He repeated this several times, each time, getting closer and closer to his prize.

Draco was fast forgetting his pain. Harry leaned forward as much as his belly allowed and blew across Draco’s already hard erection. As he blew again, he brought his hands all the way together over the warm flesh in front of him. He allowed a small amount of spit to drip down onto his hands and gently spread it over Draco’s erection, starting at the base and working his way up. He continued like this for some time. Eventually, he held the heavily throbbing member in one hand as he moved it up and down, as the other repeated the path it had traveled earlier. He spit down again, but this time started at the top, and spread the spit and the droplet of precome over the head of Draco’s penis. He paused slightly, “Draco could you put some pillows under your butt. I can’t reach it right now.”

“Oh, god, yes,” Draco said, coming slightly out of his stupor and pulling his pile of pillows, he slept with 8, towards himself, and placed several underneath his butt, and one under Harry’s belly for his comfort when he leaned forward.

Harry removed Draco’s bottoms completely, and rearranged their legs so that his legs went around the stack of pillows Draco’s butt was resting on, and Draco’s legs draped over his shoulders. “Comfortable,” Harry asked gently.

“Uh-huh, you?” Draco replied, his eyes closing as Harry’s hand gripped him again.

“Oh, yeah I’m good.”

“That you are, baby. That you aaarrreeee..Ugggh,” Draco said as Harry’s mouth closed in around him. Draco was in bliss. Harry’s other hand continued it’s path up and down, up and down Draco’s leg, coming closer and closer to his goal. He finally reached it. His fingers circled around Draco’s opening, teasing it and the area behind Draco’s balls. He massaged the area as he moved his head up and down. He would suck the tip, then release it and lick it down the side and back up the other. He stuck index and ring fingers of his right hand, the one that had been teasing Draco, into his mouth and covered them with spit. Then he pulled them out and moved them down between Draco’s balls, over his perineum, and around Draco’s opening, before pushing his index finger in, causing Draco to jump. Luckily Harry was licking and was able to pull away before he was injured. He moved his finger around gently pressing upwards, trying to find Draco’s prostate, and knew he had found it when Draco gasped.

He smiled before taking Draco’s erection back into his mouth sucking on the tip. He wondered briefly how other people were able to fit the whole thing in their mouths without gagging, when all he was able to fit was a few inches before his gag reflex started acting up, and he didn’t think Draco would appreciate him throwing up all over him. His ring finger, which had been caressing the outside of Draco’s opening, slid in alongside his index finger when he had pulled it out and decided that Draco was stretched enough to allow a second finger.

He stretched Draco’s hole more to allow his fingers more freedom of movement, before stabbing them at where he had found Draco’s prostate as he continued to suck on Draco’s head, when Draco gave a warning shout. He stayed where he was and continued to suck and stab, but when Draco released a flood of seminal fluid into his mouth, he pulled away with a face and spit it out. That had been gross. He didn’t think he could get used to that. It definitely had been an experience, nothing at all like when he had practiced on those bananas, which had turned to mush in his mouth. He rubbed his free hand over his chin to wipe away the white mess, before removing his fingers from Draco’s butt, giving it a quick caress, before going to the bathroom and cleaning himself up.

He changed his nightclothes as he realized that Draco’s spunk had gotten all over them. He then took a wet towel to the bed where Draco lay in the same position as Harry had left him, all spread out, breathing heavily. Harry carefully cleaned him off and removed the pillows from beneath him. He then found some clean clothes and dressed Draco in them. He even brought a dressing gown out for himself and for Draco and put his on, before Draco finally moved on his own and hugged Harry to him.

“I have to say that was the best Christmas present I’ve ever gotten. If that’s a new tradition I’ll take it. Except without the me being injured part. Now lets get downstairs, I want to open my presents,” Draco said excitedly. “Oh, and watch this.” He led Harry out of their room, closing the door behind him, before running to his parents’ room, throwing the door open yelling, “Santa came, Santa came!”

Harry saw Lucius sit up rubbing the fake sleep from his eyes, as he yawned and stretched, “We’ll be there soon, Draco. Why don’t you wake Severus?” he said with a gleam in his eyes.

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