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Upside Down
Chapter Number/Total: 36/49
Chapter Title: Upside Down
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They had reached a dead end on the search for the brooch. So, they decided to try to talk with Snape again and see if he had any more information. Draco was nervous about returning to Hogsmeade after the last visit had gone so badly. After a week of arguing about it, he finally gave in and now they were Apparating to the street outside the Hog's Head.
Harry moved quickly with Draco to the side of the building to go through the entrance in the back that Aberforth had told them to use. He unlocked the door with his wand and stepped quietly through, not catching the attention of anyone else, or so he hoped. He looked around for Aberforth and saw that he was already discreetly staring at them from the bar.
He didn't walk over to them immediately, but waited a few moments as to not draw attention and then finally walked over and simply walked up the stairs. Harry followed, unusually aware of everything around him.
Draco's eyes were narrowed, his focus as much on the eddies of magic around him as well as on what he could see with his eyes. He stayed close to Harry, holding his wand under his robes.
"Have you found another?" Aberforth asked as soon as they were inside a room.
Harry shook his head. "It's why we've come. We need Snape's help."
"We need to ask him some background questions," Draco added. "Is he available?"
"Yes, but you're lucky you've caught him today. Plans for the other side have been underway. He has been away often."
Harry took a very quiet deep breath. "All right. Can you take us to him?"
***
Soon, they were all standing outside the boulder that Harry had come to hate, waiting for Snape to let them in.
It seemed they waited much longer than before for Snape to show up and he looked surprised by them when he did. "Did you find something?" he growled by way of greeting.
Harry huffed. "No," he said.
"We need to ask you some questions," Draco said, standing close to Harry. When Severus nodded, Draco released Harry and walked up to his godfather.
Snape took Draco's arm and Apparated into the familiar chamber.
Aberforth did the same to Harry and once inside, Harry made his way over to the table and sat down, knowing the routine.
Draco cocked his head, sniffing the air and frowning at his godfather. He took the seat as the older man gestured, but continued to look at him with interest.
"I don't have time for tea," Severus snapped. "What do you want?"
"We don't know where to look for this Horcrux," said Harry. "We've been able to look through books and find out that the brooch is what the Horcrux most likely is, but there are no books on Voldemort's past."
"Were you injured?" Draco asked, eyes narrowed as he noticed the wince when Severus took his seat.
Snape frowned at his godson. "Nothing to worry about." He looked toward Harry. "So what exactly do you expect me to do?"
"That's a powerful Healing Potion you used," Draco pressed his point. "Are you still in pain?"
Harry turned from Snape and stared at Draco curiously. "You're the only other person Dumbledore told about the Horcruxes. We thought you might be able to give us some ideas at least," Harry said, speaking to Snape but still looking at Draco.
Snape frowned at Draco but didn't answer him. "Where have you tried to look?" he asked.
"You have spell damage," Draco continued to Severus, refusing to let it go.
Harry didn't answer Snape this time. He looked from him to Draco, deciding to let them have their battle or whatever it was.
"Let it go, Draco," the man nearly growled at him.
Draco scowled, crossing his arms on his chest. "Then tell us about the first war," he said in cold voice. "What places were part of it?"
Harry nodded, looking at Snape again.
"The Ministry was actively seeking Death Eaters," Snape said. "So, most of the places the Dark Lord worked from were unpleasant and remote."
Harry nodded again. "Do you think it likely that he might've hidden a Horcrux in any of those places?"
Draco quirked his mouth, making a strange face. "Death and pain," he said. "Every place so far was associated with it. Where he hurt someone. Where someone died. Where someone is buried."
Snape's eyes widened, looking interested at what Draco was saying. "Yes," he said, "that would seem to be the case. You could try looking in places where he killed. Or where they are buried."
"Do you know where any of these places are?" Harry asked Snape.
“There was a Muggle massacre that he participated in and was ... pleased with," Snape said. "A small village burned to the ground."
“Miller’s Crossing,” Draco said.
Harry looked at Draco and then to Snape. "Might it be somewhere there?" he asked the older man. "Voldemort had killed so many. But even though it was a whole village it would not have been very shocking, or at least have attention drawn to it now. Somewhere he could hide a Horcrux where no one would bother to look."
"We should try it," Draco said, never having taken his eyes from Severus.
"What other places do we have to try? None," said Harry. He raised an eyebrow at Snape, waiting for what he thought.
"Start there," Snape said, "and I will consider what other places fit the description you have suggested. Let me know what you find." He avoided meeting Draco's eyes, seeming to focus on answering Harry instead.
Harry raised both eyebrows now, but nodded. He thought it was very strange for Snape to be answering him. Usually Snape ignored him completely.
"Well, if that is done," Snape said, standing, "I am quite busy."
Harry looked to Draco, asking him silently if he was ready.
Draco stood quietly, nodding to Harry. Then he stepped up to his godfather, waiting for him to Apparate them out.
Aberforth stood up from the table as well, eyes on Snape. The man was so quiet and observing, that Harry nearly always forgot he was there at all.
Harry held his arm out to him and Aberforth Apparated them outside.
"Tell me," Draco said to Severus.
"I can't," his godfather answered.
Draco nodded, taking his arm and Snape Apparated them to the spot where the others waited. Then Snape Apparated away without saying another word.
Harry stared for a moment at the spot where Snape had been, but then looked away. "Thank you," he said to Aberforth before wrapping an arm tightly around Draco, then they were gone too, back to the Manor. Harry always felt a little disoriented after such a long distance and he shook his head and blinked a few times.
Draco didn't let go, holding Harry against him while they readjusted after Apparating.
"What was that about?" Harry asked after a few seconds.
"He recently used a powerful Regeneration Potion," Draco said. "Let's find Ron and Hermione. We need to talk."
Harry nodded, frowning slightly.
"What did you find?" Hermione asked when all four of them were in the sitting room they used most often.
"Severus suggested we try a place that used to be called Miller's Crossing," Draco said.
"It was a Muggle village that Voldemort burned to the ground according to Draco," said Harry. "I've never heard of it."
"I believe I've read something on it before," said Hermione. "Why there?"
"The Dark Lord has an obsession with Death. And every place we have discovered a Horcrux has been related to death or pain that he caused," Draco answered.
"So this is a guess then?" Hermione asked.
"Anything from here on out is a guess," said Harry. "There's a chance it may not be there, but what will it hurt to look? Seems as good a place as any as of now. Better than any because what Draco said is right. Dumbledore even said that Voldemort thinks there is nothing worse than physical pain and death; it's his greatest fear."
Draco frowned, thinking about that. He hadn't heard that before. "He underestimates what people are willing to endure for others," Draco said quietly. "Because he wouldn't be willing to suffer for the sake of another."
"Exactly why I'm alive," said Harry.
"And why I am," Draco said.
Harry nodded, laying a hand on Draco's leg. "It's a terrible weakness when you think of it," he said.
Hermione nodded to him. "Self-service might help you make it to the next battle, but you will never win the war."
"So, can you find this place on a Muggle map even if it doesn't exist any more?" Draco asked Hermione.
"It should be on older maps, unless it's been made unplottable."
"Voldemort seems too arrogant to have used a protection so common," said Harry. "I bet we can find it."
"How soon?" Draco asked, anxiety prickling up his spine.
Harry sighed. "As soon as possible," he said heavily.
"Not today," Draco said, looking at Harry. "You need rest."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Do I?" he asked.
Draco smiled. "Yes, you do," he said, wrapping his right arm around him and laying it on his belly.
"Yes, you had better after that Apparation all the way to Scotland and back," said Hermione, getting that small smile on her face that she had been getting any time anything came up about Harry's condition.
Ron's cheeks and ears always turned a bit pink and they did now.
"We'll have dinner in our suite." Draco nodded to Hermione.
Harry sighed but didn't argue. He didn't want to try and get a Horcrux today anyway - well, he did want to get it and have it, but he didn't want to go through the process of getting it. The thought of that scared him even more now.
Hermione nodded to Draco, that small smile still on her face.
"Do I need to be carried up to our room?" Harry asked Draco jokingly.
"Well, at least I can Apparate us," Draco said and then with a nod at the others, did just that.
Harry flopped down on their bed almost as soon as they arrived and stared over at Draco, sort of smiling, but sort of not too. He was glad they weren't going today, but he didn't like that they were soon, but he also did want to go. He was confusing himself with his own thoughts.
Draco sat on the bed and removed his shoes and socks before laying down with Harry.
"So, when do we go then?" Harry asked, sheepishly kicking off his shoes as well after Draco.
Draco sighed. "In a day or so, after she finds the location," he said unenthusiastically.
Harry nodded, biting his lip. "Draco?" he asked.
"Yes, love?" Draco asked, rolling toward him and laying his hand on Harry's arm.
Harry took a breath and opened his mouth, but then hesitated. He waited a moment before finally speaking. "What if there's something like there was last time? Like that fire. You didn't see what happened obviously, but it felt like the Cruciatus Curse. I nearly passed out and I couldn't breathe."
"You could stay behind and let us look for it," Draco offered, knowing Harry wouldn't agree but needing to try.
Harry shook his head no, frowning. "I have to go," he said. "What if you pass out again? What if I need to do what I did last time?"
"Then you fuck me." Draco smiled, running his hand up Harry's arm.
Harry huffed. "I need to be there then," he said.
"Yes," Draco sighed, "I suppose you do."
Harry nodded and was silent for a few more moments. "Draco?" he asked again.
Draco ran his hand down his arm again, fingers curling around Harry's hand. "Yes?" he responded.
"I'm going to get bigger, right? Like as big as a pregnant woman?" He made a strange face at that.
Draco broke into a grin and started laughing. He couldn't help it. Harry was adorable.
Harry frowned at him in a disgruntled sort of way. "I don't see what's funny," he said.
Shaking his head and chuckling still, Draco reached his arm around Harry's waist. "I suppose you will," he answered.
Harry sighed. "How will we do it then?" he asked.
"Fuck?" Draco smirked.
Harry nodded, looking at Draco seriously.
Draco thought about it for a moment. "I suppose that will get tricky later on," he said. "I mean, it's not like I can go without it."
"That's what I'm talking about," Harry said. "I mean, I suppose you could still fuck me, but that's not what we need."
"Well, I can think of a few positions that will work." Draco smiled. "We could even practise them ahead of time if you like."
Harry grinned and snorted. "Like what?" he asked.
Draco's smile widened as he starting envisioning different possibilities. "If you can still stand," he said, "you can bend me over a chair or just about any surface lower than your belly."
Harry sighed again. "It won't be too big for that?" he asked envisioning his own body and what it would look like. He was probably exaggerating the size inside his mind and he made another face. "I'm going to look weird," he said.
"You will look different," Draco said with a smile. "And I know a way to ride you that wouldn't put pressure on your stomach."
"And which way is that?" Harry asked, not thinking that different sounded much better than weird.
"I could show you." Draco waggled his eyebrows.
Harry grinned again. "You could," he said.
"You know you have been getting very good not only at nonverbal but at wandless magic, too." Draco smiled.
Harry nodded. "I've had wonderful motivation," he said, smiling.
"So strip me, Harry," Draco said in a low, sexy voice.
Harry's eyes lit up and he bit his lip. Concentrating hard, but not as hard as he'd had to the first few times he'd done it, he passed his hand over Draco's body and delighted when his clothes disappeared.
Draco shivered at the sensation of Harry's magic sweeping over his skin. "Gods, I love that," he gasped.
Harry grinned widely. "Me, too," he said before he did the same thing to himself. It took two tries this time, but it did work.
Draco sat back on his knees admiring his naked lover. He casually began stroking his own cock as he smiled down at Harry.
Harry's eyes, of course, strayed down to that wonderful appendage between Draco's legs and he watched him, his cock twitching at the sight. He ran a hand slowly down his own body and gripped his forming erection, still grinning at Draco's.
Draco was already getting hard when he saw Harry begin to play with himself. The sight made Draco's mouth water and he moaned. "I am going to fuck myself on your cock, Harry," he said.
Harry let out a breathy moan and his heart sped up. "Good," he said, voice gone deeper.
Draco smiled, his cock bobbing as he climbed atop his lover's legs, straddling Harry's thighs, but facing away from him. He slid back up until he knelt above where Harry was stroking himself. "Prepare me, Harry," he said, smiling as he looked back over his shoulder.
Harry moaned again. "You look so fucking good," he said, pushing dry fingers to Draco's entrance. They were slick the next moment and he rubbed them gently at Draco's hole, his cock twitching again. "Fuck," he said, knowing this was going to be a good one.
Draco moaned loudly when Harry's fingers pushed in and even more when he felt the spell cast inside him. "Yes, fuck," he gasped, spreading his legs wide for his lover.
Harry let out a few shaky breaths, stretching Draco and wiggling his fingers around inside him. "Gonna ride me hard?" he asked, hoping that he would be able to last longer than he was thinking he was going to be able to at the moment.
"Yes, deep and hard," Draco gasped, trembling. He used his silver hand to brace himself, holding Harry's leg just above his left knee. Then he reached back for Harry's cock with his right hand, wrapping his fingers around the thick flesh.
"Oh, fuck," Harry gasped. He didn't know if it was such a good idea for Draco to do that but he didn't stop him. "You ready for me?" he asked breathlessly.
"Yes," Draco breathed as he angled Harry's cock and leaned back against it, sliding it along the cleft of his arse until he came to his entrance.
Harry hissed and clenched his teeth, waiting for Draco to slide onto him. He looked so gorgeous with Harry able to see the expanse of his back and shoulders and the slender, lean muscles there.
"Can you see your cock about to slide inside me, Harry?" Draco asked.
Merlin, Draco was so fucking hot! "Yes," Harry groaned, looking down at his own flesh in Draco's hand.
Draco's eyes closed as he focused on the sensation of leaning back against Harry's cock, feeling the brief pressure and then that give as he slid down, taking Harry inside his body.
"So hot," Harry moaned, gripping Draco's sides lightly. "You're so hot." He felt on fire with pleasure, his cock throbbing.
Fully seated, with Harry inside him, Draco now gripped both of Harry's thighs and began to rock. This felt even more like "riding" than any position he had tried yet. He was sure that Harry would appreciate the view.
"Oh, fucking Merlin," Harry gasped, watching the slow arching movements of Draco's back and his own cock in Draco's arse. He actually forgot to breathe for a few seconds. Fucking had never looked so good.
"Mmm," Draco hummed. The angle was different and he took it slow, exploring this new position. He liked the way his own balls pressed against Harry's on every downward stroke.
Harry lay still, letting Draco set the pace and wanting to focus on the image in front of him. His stomach fluttered and pleasure shot through him everywhere.
Draco was lost in sensation - the pressure of his opening stretched around Harry's thickness, the slick feeling as he leaned back, driving that cock into himself until he felt full. He was panting now as he fucked faster.
Harry thought he was going to die he was so aroused. He couldn't keep from thrusting up into Draco now and he was moaning and panting, his mouth open in what looked like an expression of awe.
"Yes, Harry," Draco gasped as Harry began to thrust up into him, his magic like sparks up Draco's spine each time he sunk into Draco's body.
Harry felt like he was going to come soon, but he didn't want to. He wanted to fuck Draco all day like this and would if he could. His brain was so addled, that seemed possible.
Draco was rocking back onto Harry's cock and then forward onto his thighs in a rhythm that was making his own cock bounce against his belly. He reached between his legs and beneath his balls, cupping Harry's balls in his right hand.
"Fuck, Draco!" Harry cried, knowing there was no way in hell he was going to be able to hold back much longer. He thrust up faster, harder, his face flushed.
"Yes, yes, yes," Draco chanted with those thrusts, as he felt his own climax rising.
"I'm gonna come!" Harry gasped. "Fuck!" The temperature of his body seemed to rise for a few seconds and he was coming hard, his face screwed up with the force of his orgasm.
Harry's come filled him as his magic rippled up Draco's spine. Draco threw his head back, moaning as he came too, muscles clenched around the thick cock inside him.
Harry was still panting and staring up at Draco's gorgeous body arched on top of him. The sight took his breath away.
Draco slumped forward, holding himself up with his arms against Harry's thighs, panting.
"Damn," Harry said breathlessly. "I think I can handle this position." He smiled.
Draco chuckled, still breathing ragged. "Yes, I think it works." He smiled, hair hanging around his face as he rested.
Harry took a deep breath, still smiling, and put his arms behind his head. He sighed contently.
Draco leaned forward, slowly lifting his hips and letting his lover slide from his body. He rolled to his side, collapsing on the bed, with his head near Harry's feet.
Harry chuckled, looking down at Draco. "You going to stay down there?" he asked after a few moments.
"Until I can move again," Draco said, chuckling. After a moment he said, "Did you realise an 'H' is still an 'H' upside down?"
Harry laughed. "Thank you for that fascinating fact," he said.
Draco laughed, delighted and sated. He reached a hand over and patted the thigh of the man beside him. "I love you," he said.
Harry sighed again. "Love you, too," he said.
Chapter Title: Upside Down
Words: 3524 Words
They had reached a dead end on the search for the brooch. So, they decided to try to talk with Snape again and see if he had any more information. Draco was nervous about returning to Hogsmeade after the last visit had gone so badly. After a week of arguing about it, he finally gave in and now they were Apparating to the street outside the Hog's Head.
Harry moved quickly with Draco to the side of the building to go through the entrance in the back that Aberforth had told them to use. He unlocked the door with his wand and stepped quietly through, not catching the attention of anyone else, or so he hoped. He looked around for Aberforth and saw that he was already discreetly staring at them from the bar.
He didn't walk over to them immediately, but waited a few moments as to not draw attention and then finally walked over and simply walked up the stairs. Harry followed, unusually aware of everything around him.
Draco's eyes were narrowed, his focus as much on the eddies of magic around him as well as on what he could see with his eyes. He stayed close to Harry, holding his wand under his robes.
"Have you found another?" Aberforth asked as soon as they were inside a room.
Harry shook his head. "It's why we've come. We need Snape's help."
"We need to ask him some background questions," Draco added. "Is he available?"
"Yes, but you're lucky you've caught him today. Plans for the other side have been underway. He has been away often."
Harry took a very quiet deep breath. "All right. Can you take us to him?"
***
Soon, they were all standing outside the boulder that Harry had come to hate, waiting for Snape to let them in.
It seemed they waited much longer than before for Snape to show up and he looked surprised by them when he did. "Did you find something?" he growled by way of greeting.
Harry huffed. "No," he said.
"We need to ask you some questions," Draco said, standing close to Harry. When Severus nodded, Draco released Harry and walked up to his godfather.
Snape took Draco's arm and Apparated into the familiar chamber.
Aberforth did the same to Harry and once inside, Harry made his way over to the table and sat down, knowing the routine.
Draco cocked his head, sniffing the air and frowning at his godfather. He took the seat as the older man gestured, but continued to look at him with interest.
"I don't have time for tea," Severus snapped. "What do you want?"
"We don't know where to look for this Horcrux," said Harry. "We've been able to look through books and find out that the brooch is what the Horcrux most likely is, but there are no books on Voldemort's past."
"Were you injured?" Draco asked, eyes narrowed as he noticed the wince when Severus took his seat.
Snape frowned at his godson. "Nothing to worry about." He looked toward Harry. "So what exactly do you expect me to do?"
"That's a powerful Healing Potion you used," Draco pressed his point. "Are you still in pain?"
Harry turned from Snape and stared at Draco curiously. "You're the only other person Dumbledore told about the Horcruxes. We thought you might be able to give us some ideas at least," Harry said, speaking to Snape but still looking at Draco.
Snape frowned at Draco but didn't answer him. "Where have you tried to look?" he asked.
"You have spell damage," Draco continued to Severus, refusing to let it go.
Harry didn't answer Snape this time. He looked from him to Draco, deciding to let them have their battle or whatever it was.
"Let it go, Draco," the man nearly growled at him.
Draco scowled, crossing his arms on his chest. "Then tell us about the first war," he said in cold voice. "What places were part of it?"
Harry nodded, looking at Snape again.
"The Ministry was actively seeking Death Eaters," Snape said. "So, most of the places the Dark Lord worked from were unpleasant and remote."
Harry nodded again. "Do you think it likely that he might've hidden a Horcrux in any of those places?"
Draco quirked his mouth, making a strange face. "Death and pain," he said. "Every place so far was associated with it. Where he hurt someone. Where someone died. Where someone is buried."
Snape's eyes widened, looking interested at what Draco was saying. "Yes," he said, "that would seem to be the case. You could try looking in places where he killed. Or where they are buried."
"Do you know where any of these places are?" Harry asked Snape.
“There was a Muggle massacre that he participated in and was ... pleased with," Snape said. "A small village burned to the ground."
“Miller’s Crossing,” Draco said.
Harry looked at Draco and then to Snape. "Might it be somewhere there?" he asked the older man. "Voldemort had killed so many. But even though it was a whole village it would not have been very shocking, or at least have attention drawn to it now. Somewhere he could hide a Horcrux where no one would bother to look."
"We should try it," Draco said, never having taken his eyes from Severus.
"What other places do we have to try? None," said Harry. He raised an eyebrow at Snape, waiting for what he thought.
"Start there," Snape said, "and I will consider what other places fit the description you have suggested. Let me know what you find." He avoided meeting Draco's eyes, seeming to focus on answering Harry instead.
Harry raised both eyebrows now, but nodded. He thought it was very strange for Snape to be answering him. Usually Snape ignored him completely.
"Well, if that is done," Snape said, standing, "I am quite busy."
Harry looked to Draco, asking him silently if he was ready.
Draco stood quietly, nodding to Harry. Then he stepped up to his godfather, waiting for him to Apparate them out.
Aberforth stood up from the table as well, eyes on Snape. The man was so quiet and observing, that Harry nearly always forgot he was there at all.
Harry held his arm out to him and Aberforth Apparated them outside.
"Tell me," Draco said to Severus.
"I can't," his godfather answered.
Draco nodded, taking his arm and Snape Apparated them to the spot where the others waited. Then Snape Apparated away without saying another word.
Harry stared for a moment at the spot where Snape had been, but then looked away. "Thank you," he said to Aberforth before wrapping an arm tightly around Draco, then they were gone too, back to the Manor. Harry always felt a little disoriented after such a long distance and he shook his head and blinked a few times.
Draco didn't let go, holding Harry against him while they readjusted after Apparating.
"What was that about?" Harry asked after a few seconds.
"He recently used a powerful Regeneration Potion," Draco said. "Let's find Ron and Hermione. We need to talk."
Harry nodded, frowning slightly.
"What did you find?" Hermione asked when all four of them were in the sitting room they used most often.
"Severus suggested we try a place that used to be called Miller's Crossing," Draco said.
"It was a Muggle village that Voldemort burned to the ground according to Draco," said Harry. "I've never heard of it."
"I believe I've read something on it before," said Hermione. "Why there?"
"The Dark Lord has an obsession with Death. And every place we have discovered a Horcrux has been related to death or pain that he caused," Draco answered.
"So this is a guess then?" Hermione asked.
"Anything from here on out is a guess," said Harry. "There's a chance it may not be there, but what will it hurt to look? Seems as good a place as any as of now. Better than any because what Draco said is right. Dumbledore even said that Voldemort thinks there is nothing worse than physical pain and death; it's his greatest fear."
Draco frowned, thinking about that. He hadn't heard that before. "He underestimates what people are willing to endure for others," Draco said quietly. "Because he wouldn't be willing to suffer for the sake of another."
"Exactly why I'm alive," said Harry.
"And why I am," Draco said.
Harry nodded, laying a hand on Draco's leg. "It's a terrible weakness when you think of it," he said.
Hermione nodded to him. "Self-service might help you make it to the next battle, but you will never win the war."
"So, can you find this place on a Muggle map even if it doesn't exist any more?" Draco asked Hermione.
"It should be on older maps, unless it's been made unplottable."
"Voldemort seems too arrogant to have used a protection so common," said Harry. "I bet we can find it."
"How soon?" Draco asked, anxiety prickling up his spine.
Harry sighed. "As soon as possible," he said heavily.
"Not today," Draco said, looking at Harry. "You need rest."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Do I?" he asked.
Draco smiled. "Yes, you do," he said, wrapping his right arm around him and laying it on his belly.
"Yes, you had better after that Apparation all the way to Scotland and back," said Hermione, getting that small smile on her face that she had been getting any time anything came up about Harry's condition.
Ron's cheeks and ears always turned a bit pink and they did now.
"We'll have dinner in our suite." Draco nodded to Hermione.
Harry sighed but didn't argue. He didn't want to try and get a Horcrux today anyway - well, he did want to get it and have it, but he didn't want to go through the process of getting it. The thought of that scared him even more now.
Hermione nodded to Draco, that small smile still on her face.
"Do I need to be carried up to our room?" Harry asked Draco jokingly.
"Well, at least I can Apparate us," Draco said and then with a nod at the others, did just that.
Harry flopped down on their bed almost as soon as they arrived and stared over at Draco, sort of smiling, but sort of not too. He was glad they weren't going today, but he didn't like that they were soon, but he also did want to go. He was confusing himself with his own thoughts.
Draco sat on the bed and removed his shoes and socks before laying down with Harry.
"So, when do we go then?" Harry asked, sheepishly kicking off his shoes as well after Draco.
Draco sighed. "In a day or so, after she finds the location," he said unenthusiastically.
Harry nodded, biting his lip. "Draco?" he asked.
"Yes, love?" Draco asked, rolling toward him and laying his hand on Harry's arm.
Harry took a breath and opened his mouth, but then hesitated. He waited a moment before finally speaking. "What if there's something like there was last time? Like that fire. You didn't see what happened obviously, but it felt like the Cruciatus Curse. I nearly passed out and I couldn't breathe."
"You could stay behind and let us look for it," Draco offered, knowing Harry wouldn't agree but needing to try.
Harry shook his head no, frowning. "I have to go," he said. "What if you pass out again? What if I need to do what I did last time?"
"Then you fuck me." Draco smiled, running his hand up Harry's arm.
Harry huffed. "I need to be there then," he said.
"Yes," Draco sighed, "I suppose you do."
Harry nodded and was silent for a few more moments. "Draco?" he asked again.
Draco ran his hand down his arm again, fingers curling around Harry's hand. "Yes?" he responded.
"I'm going to get bigger, right? Like as big as a pregnant woman?" He made a strange face at that.
Draco broke into a grin and started laughing. He couldn't help it. Harry was adorable.
Harry frowned at him in a disgruntled sort of way. "I don't see what's funny," he said.
Shaking his head and chuckling still, Draco reached his arm around Harry's waist. "I suppose you will," he answered.
Harry sighed. "How will we do it then?" he asked.
"Fuck?" Draco smirked.
Harry nodded, looking at Draco seriously.
Draco thought about it for a moment. "I suppose that will get tricky later on," he said. "I mean, it's not like I can go without it."
"That's what I'm talking about," Harry said. "I mean, I suppose you could still fuck me, but that's not what we need."
"Well, I can think of a few positions that will work." Draco smiled. "We could even practise them ahead of time if you like."
Harry grinned and snorted. "Like what?" he asked.
Draco's smile widened as he starting envisioning different possibilities. "If you can still stand," he said, "you can bend me over a chair or just about any surface lower than your belly."
Harry sighed again. "It won't be too big for that?" he asked envisioning his own body and what it would look like. He was probably exaggerating the size inside his mind and he made another face. "I'm going to look weird," he said.
"You will look different," Draco said with a smile. "And I know a way to ride you that wouldn't put pressure on your stomach."
"And which way is that?" Harry asked, not thinking that different sounded much better than weird.
"I could show you." Draco waggled his eyebrows.
Harry grinned again. "You could," he said.
"You know you have been getting very good not only at nonverbal but at wandless magic, too." Draco smiled.
Harry nodded. "I've had wonderful motivation," he said, smiling.
"So strip me, Harry," Draco said in a low, sexy voice.
Harry's eyes lit up and he bit his lip. Concentrating hard, but not as hard as he'd had to the first few times he'd done it, he passed his hand over Draco's body and delighted when his clothes disappeared.
Draco shivered at the sensation of Harry's magic sweeping over his skin. "Gods, I love that," he gasped.
Harry grinned widely. "Me, too," he said before he did the same thing to himself. It took two tries this time, but it did work.
Draco sat back on his knees admiring his naked lover. He casually began stroking his own cock as he smiled down at Harry.
Harry's eyes, of course, strayed down to that wonderful appendage between Draco's legs and he watched him, his cock twitching at the sight. He ran a hand slowly down his own body and gripped his forming erection, still grinning at Draco's.
Draco was already getting hard when he saw Harry begin to play with himself. The sight made Draco's mouth water and he moaned. "I am going to fuck myself on your cock, Harry," he said.
Harry let out a breathy moan and his heart sped up. "Good," he said, voice gone deeper.
Draco smiled, his cock bobbing as he climbed atop his lover's legs, straddling Harry's thighs, but facing away from him. He slid back up until he knelt above where Harry was stroking himself. "Prepare me, Harry," he said, smiling as he looked back over his shoulder.
Harry moaned again. "You look so fucking good," he said, pushing dry fingers to Draco's entrance. They were slick the next moment and he rubbed them gently at Draco's hole, his cock twitching again. "Fuck," he said, knowing this was going to be a good one.
Draco moaned loudly when Harry's fingers pushed in and even more when he felt the spell cast inside him. "Yes, fuck," he gasped, spreading his legs wide for his lover.
Harry let out a few shaky breaths, stretching Draco and wiggling his fingers around inside him. "Gonna ride me hard?" he asked, hoping that he would be able to last longer than he was thinking he was going to be able to at the moment.
"Yes, deep and hard," Draco gasped, trembling. He used his silver hand to brace himself, holding Harry's leg just above his left knee. Then he reached back for Harry's cock with his right hand, wrapping his fingers around the thick flesh.
"Oh, fuck," Harry gasped. He didn't know if it was such a good idea for Draco to do that but he didn't stop him. "You ready for me?" he asked breathlessly.
"Yes," Draco breathed as he angled Harry's cock and leaned back against it, sliding it along the cleft of his arse until he came to his entrance.
Harry hissed and clenched his teeth, waiting for Draco to slide onto him. He looked so gorgeous with Harry able to see the expanse of his back and shoulders and the slender, lean muscles there.
"Can you see your cock about to slide inside me, Harry?" Draco asked.
Merlin, Draco was so fucking hot! "Yes," Harry groaned, looking down at his own flesh in Draco's hand.
Draco's eyes closed as he focused on the sensation of leaning back against Harry's cock, feeling the brief pressure and then that give as he slid down, taking Harry inside his body.
"So hot," Harry moaned, gripping Draco's sides lightly. "You're so hot." He felt on fire with pleasure, his cock throbbing.
Fully seated, with Harry inside him, Draco now gripped both of Harry's thighs and began to rock. This felt even more like "riding" than any position he had tried yet. He was sure that Harry would appreciate the view.
"Oh, fucking Merlin," Harry gasped, watching the slow arching movements of Draco's back and his own cock in Draco's arse. He actually forgot to breathe for a few seconds. Fucking had never looked so good.
"Mmm," Draco hummed. The angle was different and he took it slow, exploring this new position. He liked the way his own balls pressed against Harry's on every downward stroke.
Harry lay still, letting Draco set the pace and wanting to focus on the image in front of him. His stomach fluttered and pleasure shot through him everywhere.
Draco was lost in sensation - the pressure of his opening stretched around Harry's thickness, the slick feeling as he leaned back, driving that cock into himself until he felt full. He was panting now as he fucked faster.
Harry thought he was going to die he was so aroused. He couldn't keep from thrusting up into Draco now and he was moaning and panting, his mouth open in what looked like an expression of awe.
"Yes, Harry," Draco gasped as Harry began to thrust up into him, his magic like sparks up Draco's spine each time he sunk into Draco's body.
Harry felt like he was going to come soon, but he didn't want to. He wanted to fuck Draco all day like this and would if he could. His brain was so addled, that seemed possible.
Draco was rocking back onto Harry's cock and then forward onto his thighs in a rhythm that was making his own cock bounce against his belly. He reached between his legs and beneath his balls, cupping Harry's balls in his right hand.
"Fuck, Draco!" Harry cried, knowing there was no way in hell he was going to be able to hold back much longer. He thrust up faster, harder, his face flushed.
"Yes, yes, yes," Draco chanted with those thrusts, as he felt his own climax rising.
"I'm gonna come!" Harry gasped. "Fuck!" The temperature of his body seemed to rise for a few seconds and he was coming hard, his face screwed up with the force of his orgasm.
Harry's come filled him as his magic rippled up Draco's spine. Draco threw his head back, moaning as he came too, muscles clenched around the thick cock inside him.
Harry was still panting and staring up at Draco's gorgeous body arched on top of him. The sight took his breath away.
Draco slumped forward, holding himself up with his arms against Harry's thighs, panting.
"Damn," Harry said breathlessly. "I think I can handle this position." He smiled.
Draco chuckled, still breathing ragged. "Yes, I think it works." He smiled, hair hanging around his face as he rested.
Harry took a deep breath, still smiling, and put his arms behind his head. He sighed contently.
Draco leaned forward, slowly lifting his hips and letting his lover slide from his body. He rolled to his side, collapsing on the bed, with his head near Harry's feet.
Harry chuckled, looking down at Draco. "You going to stay down there?" he asked after a few moments.
"Until I can move again," Draco said, chuckling. After a moment he said, "Did you realise an 'H' is still an 'H' upside down?"
Harry laughed. "Thank you for that fascinating fact," he said.
Draco laughed, delighted and sated. He reached a hand over and patted the thigh of the man beside him. "I love you," he said.
Harry sighed again. "Love you, too," he said.