Love, Lies & Loneliness

Chapter 51
(Comparing Notes)

“You could tell?”

“Hell yes.”

“How?”

“Well for starters no ones that enthusiastic about Potions first thing Monday morning even if it is our last class of it ever.” Harry pouted pointedly as Draco stretched out on the grass down by the lake.

“So. That’s got nothing to do with it.” Harry protested lamely, as he remembered how much he’d been looking forward to potions first thing Monday morning after the weekend at Snape Manor. Draco looked unbelievingly across at Harry who with a sigh relented and nodded in agreement. Draco pulled on his muggle sunglasses, they had been a Christmas present from Harry last Christmas. “Okay so I was enthusiastic about potions, what else gave it away?” Draco thought for a moment, his hands tucked behind his head as he listened to the students flying around the pitch in a friendly game of Quidditch.

“The way you walked in on Sunday evening, like you’d got a 12 inch trouser snake and a pole up your backside.” Harry looked shocked down at his friend who burst out laughing at the expression on his friends face. Harry leaned over and punched Draco on the arm hard, causing the blonde to stop laughing with a huff of pain.

“I did not walk in like that. I told you I was a little sore.” Draco rolled his eyes although it did little but make him look sarcastic behind his dark sunglasses. Harry sighed and tossed a few of the stones he’d collected into the lake watching as the ripples filtered out into the soft swell of the lake. “Was it really that obvious?” Harry looked seriously across at his friend who lowered the sunglasses down his nose a little and looked seriously back at Harry.

“Nah not really, just fucking with you. I just guessed, I mean what else were you two going to do with a weekend away? Play wizard chess?” Harry smiled in relief as Draco reached across and squeezed his knee in support before replacing his glasses and relaxing back into the soft grass. “So are you going to tell me what it was like?” Harry knew that comment was bound to come out eventually. Hermione had already collared him last night when he’d come in late to the common room. Despite everything that had happened Hermione it seemed had had, every thing worked out from day one. In a way it had been a relief to just pour his heart out to the girl who had sat on the edge of her seat the entire way through Harry’s two-hour tirade. Ron naturally was the next to collar Harry, and while like Hermione he’d been supportive but he hadn’t wanted to know the details, which was understandable. So now the most important person Harry had wanted to talk to was Draco and until this afternoon he hadn’t had the chance.

“God it was fucking incredible.” Harry flopped back onto the grass beside Draco slipping on his own sunglasses so he could face the sun. Draco chuckled at Harry’s exclamation and waited patiently for the boy to continue. “It hurt at first but you don’t care when he moves and pushes that bit inside you that just makes your world explode.” Harry sighed as he remembered the feeling of Snape buried deep inside him.

“Did he…you know come…inside?” Draco tilted his head sideways a little to look at Harry over the tops of his sunglasses. Harry laughed and nodded his upper teeth worrying his bottom lip as he tried to think of a way of explaining it to Draco.

“Yeah it’s kind of like having a spray of warm water up there.” Harry hoped he didn’t sound to stupid but Draco laughed and shook his head in amusement.

“I don’t really know what that’s like so I’ll just nod and agree with you alright.” Harry laughed in reply and nodded in understanding. The pair lay in quiet reflection side by side on the grass soaking up the sun. They had a week left at Hogwarts before they’d be free, and everything seemed finally at peace. “You know what we should do, to celebrate?” Draco continued as if in after thought. Harry muttered his reply still lost in his reflections of the weekend. “We should finish off that weed.”

“What?” Harry sat abruptly and stared down at Draco in disbelief.

“Oh come on it’d like totally finish the year off. I mean we’ve got the party on Thursday night then what better way to spend Friday than totally bombed out.” Draco’s smile widened as he saw a flicker of curiosity enter the boys green eyes.

“The tin is in Snape’s desk and there’s no way I’m going to go get it after what he said last time.” Draco rolled his eyes at Harry’s lame excuse and brushed his friend off with a short wave.

“Oh come on like he’s going to find out, besides what’s the worst he can do with two days before we finish school forever? You’re sleeping in his bed for fuck’s sake and no doubt you’ve already got him wrapped around your little finger.” Harry nodded shyly remembering quite clearly the way he’d had Snape in bed all of Sunday at the manor.

“Alright fine, but I’ll keep watch why you get into the desk, and if we get caught you’re taking the wrap.” Harry pointed directly at Draco who smiled in excitement. Glancing at his watch Harry swore at the time. They were going to be late for lunch. Standing up and brushing himself free of grass Harry reached down and helped Draco up from the grass as well. Free of dust and grass Harry and Draco slowly made their way back to the castle, following those still lingering in the sunshine.

“Cool, meet me tonight at 9.00 in the Slytherin common room and bring your dad’s cloak. Snape should be already on his rounds by that time.” Harry sighed but nodded and with a smile disappeared into the mayhem of lunch in the great hall.

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Harry crept quietly through the doorway into the Slytherin common room and smiled when he saw a blonde head of hair appear up over the back of the sofa in front of the fire.

“Harry?” Draco whispered softly unable to see the invisible boy. Pulling the cloak from his head Harry beamed at the boy who practically jumped out of his skin at seeing Harry’s bodiless head floating in the centre of the room. “Prick.” Draco muttered as he grabbed his wand and met Harry in the centre of the room. “Snape left about 15 minutes ago, so we’ve got about 15 more to pull this off.” Harry nodded and wrapped the cloak around Draco’s body slowly led them out of the room and down the corridors towards Snape’s classroom and office.

Luckily with it being the last week of school most everyone was already tucked up in bed. Harry and Draco crept along the hallway and coming to the Potion’s room door pushed it slowly open. As suspected the room was empty and Harry gently closed the door behind he and Draco as Draco took the cloak off them and put it aside.

“I always thought this place was a little creepy, I mean just look at this shit.” Harry walked over to the glass jar lined shelves on the walls and peered closely at the indiscriminate dead things floating in the jars. Draco rolled his eyes and scurried quickly over to the desk attempting and failing to open it.

“It’s spelled locked, you’re going to have to do it.” Draco stepped back from the draw and gestured for Harry to come and fix the problem. With Harry’s occlumency the boy had become more familiar with Snape’s mind. Along with such things like spells and charms that Snape used to ward his rooms and personal items that had become second nature to Harry, not that he would ever tell his lover that. Taking out his wand Harry approached Snape’s desk at the head of the room and pointed it directly at the drawer. Harry muttered a spell but it didn’t work the draw remained shut. Trying again Harry muttered another spell the draw shuddered didn’t budge. Draco swore under his breath as waited for Harry to trying something different. Scowling a little Harry tried to remember what ward Snape had used on his rooms and with a smile he remembered the incantation. With a mutter and flick of his wand the draw slammed open revealing it’s multitude of confiscated items. “Yes.” Draco whooped quietly as he began rifling through the items, looking for his father’s tin. The blonde found the tin at the bottom of the draw and smiling in successes quickly pocketed the small box.

“Come on let’s go.” Harry went to pick up his father’s cloak having sealed shut the draw again but the sound of someone walking down the hallway outside towards the room made Harry freeze. “Shit.” Harry swore and grabbing the invisibility cloak threw it over Draco and pushed the blonde haired boy down on the floor behind the desk, before jumping up quickly to sit on the edge of the desk.

“Mr Potter?” Snape stepped into the room not seconds after Harry had settled on the desk trying to look as sexy and less guilty as possible. Snape looked suspiciously around the room as he stepped further into the classroom his gaze focused on Harry who shifted awkwardly on the edge. “What are you up to Harry Potter?” Snape stalked quietly around the benches of the classroom towards where Harry was sitting on Snape’s desk.

“Nothing Sev, just waiting for you.” Harry heard Draco snort from underneath the table and promptly kicked the boy hard as Snape looked away to make sure his office was still warded and locked. Snape looked back at Harry in curiosity.

“I told you Harry, this week I’m busy and I can’t spend time with you. I promised you we’d spend next week at Grimmauld Place, with that detestable….”

“Don’t say it.” Harry cut Snape off quickly, knowing already how his lover felt about spending the entire week in the company of his godfather.

“Sorry.” Snape apologised and approached Harry who automatically spread his legs so that Severus could stand comfortably within the v, his arms coming up to wrap lovingly about his mate. “How’s your backside? Did you drink the whole course of potions I gave you?” Harry blushed a little but nodded, totally mortified that Draco was listening in on this sort of conversation below the desk, Severus was now pawing him on. Severus’ hands wandered idly over Harry’s robe clad figure, lingering on the nape of the boy’s neck, which he used to draw Harry’s lips to his own. Harry obligingly accepted the kiss momentarily forgetting about Draco’s presence and moaning in delight at the feel of Severus’ wicked tongue duelling with his own. “Did you miss me last night Potter?” Severus whispered teasingly against Harry’s cheek, his teeth nibbling cheekily at Harry’s ear lobe. Harry was already hard but was desperately seeking to keep control in the hopes of getting Draco out of the room as quickly as possible. Severus didn’t seem to notice his lover’s lack of attention and merely reached for the fly of Harry’s trousers and easily flicked it open, allowing Harry’s flushed cock to fill to capacity. Harry was still wearing his cotton y-fronts and blushed a little as Severus ran his fingertip along the rigid length beneath the tented fabric. “We’re going to have to rectify this propensity to wear underwear Harry, I find it most annoying to have to work my way around cotton.” Harry shuddered as Snape pushed his palm firmly against Harry’s cloth covered erection.

“I have to wear them for flying or it flops about in the breeze and puts me off.” Harry knew he sounded so lame and the quiet restrained snigger he heard from beneath the desk confirmed to Harry how bad he actually sounded. Luckily Snape didn’t hear the snigger and Harry gasped loudly as Snape pushed Harry’s pants aside and pulled his turgid length out of the leg hole of the y-fronts.

“Well I guess I wouldn’t want you put off your game now would I, despite how tempting the image of you playing Quidditch naked is to me.” Harry bit his lip tentatively as Severus spread his pre-cum up and down the length of his cock, poking out the side of his pants.

“Fuck.” Harry whispered as Snape slowly knelt down on the floor and blew a soft gentle whisper of air out across the weeping head of Harry’s cock.

“Oooh I like it when you demand things Harry.” Snape licked up the entire length of Harry’s cock his nose pushing erotically into the cotton still enclosing most of Harry’s privates. Harry breathed out heavily trying to retain some control, as he reminded himself that one of his best friends was under the table. “Have I told you how much I enjoyed the weekend, watching you fuck yourself on my cock and having you scream my name when you shot your creamy load all over me.” Harry shuddered and took a large steady breath in as Snape swallowed his cock in one expert slide. Snape tongue was certainly very talented and Harry spared a thought for where Snape had learnt such wonderful skills. Still trying to retain his composure Harry swallowed his groans of delight merely tightening his fists on the edge of the desk in an attempt at control. Snape felt Harry’s tension and easily slid himself from Harry’s prick now wet and glistening with Snape’s saliva. “You’re holding back on me Harry, where’s the wild little minx that drew blood on my neck.” Harry closed his eyes tightly as Snape spoke the man’s hand circling his cock and pulling it roughly like Harry enjoyed.

“He’s…em…he’s on vacation?” Harry squeaked as Snape drew his thumb under the boy’s foreskin, spreading the pearly white bead of cum that appeared there at the touch. Snape remained silent at this comment and stared up at Harry in a critical gaze, searching the boy’s eyes for something. Harry was guilty as hell, and thought he desperately wanted to fuck Snape, here on the potion masters desk like a wild dog, he didn’t want to do it knowing his best friend was beneath the table listening to everything. Harry knew the game was up when Severus rose from the floor and took a slow step back from the table to look under it with a knowing gaze.

“Draco Lucious Malfoy, get your arse out here now.” Harry closed his eyes in humiliation as he felt the familiar brush of the invisibility cloak against his legs before Draco’s guilty head appeared out of the thin air in front of him. Severus’ familiar stare returned to his face as the professor folded his arms across his chest ominously. “Ah why does this not surprise me? Which one of the trouble twins are going to explain this to me?” Draco swallowed and blushed as he lowered his eyes to stare at the floor, glad that the invisibility cloak was hiding his arousal.

“We were stealing the bottle of fire whisky out of your office for the party on Thursday night.” Harry had become quite proficient at lying to Snape and was proud at how apologetic he sounded as he lied quite blatantly to his lover. Stealing fire whisky would incur a far better punishment than enduring the wrath of the man if Snape knew what they were really stealing. Snape looked from Harry to Draco who having schooled his features into a show of guilt instead of surprise at Harry’s lie, nodded in agreement of his friend. After a few moments of silence Snape sighed heavily and shook his head. Harry and Draco watched as Snape moved over to his office door and with a wave of his wand disappeared into the now unwarded door. Harry wondered if Snape intended to come back out and was just putting himself back in his trousers when Snape emerged from the room carrying two bottles of the strong amber liquid. Harry and Draco were shocked as Snape handed them a bottle each and stepped back with his arms folded back across his chest.

“Consider them a present for actually going beyond my expectations and completing your schooling, but do not either of you come crawling to me looking for a hangover potion on Friday morning should you over indulge, and should anyone ask the bottles were purchased illegally from a trader in Hogsmeade by yourselves understood?” Both Harry and Draco nodded enthusiastically glancing at each other with wide smiles and disbelieving shakes of their head. Snape seemed pleased with himself and smiled at Harry who smiled brightly back at him in thanks.

“Thank-you so much.” Draco whispered as he noticed the sexual tension building again between his best friend and godfather. “Um, I’m going to go, I need to go to the bathroom.” Draco bit his lip as his cock throbbed painfully at the tension. Sure the idea of his godfather and any one of his friends fucking was just awful but the sinful things that Severus had said and the images it had conjured up was just too much for Draco’s over enthusiastic hormonal body. Harry smiled and sauntered towards Severus ready to take up where they left off when Draco had left the room but Severus raised a pointed eyebrow in his direction, stopping Harry in his tracks a little confused.

“Draco, take Harry with you and show him how to take a really cold shower.” Severus was addressing Draco but his stare was firmly on Harry who winced at the implication of the words.

“Oooh, that’s harsh.” Draco whispered as Harry sighed and joined him by the door. Severus knew Harry had to be rock hard and denying him such satisfaction was certainly worthy of the punishment of trying to steal anything from Snape.

“Good night.” Severus whispered tartly as Draco dragged a frustrated Harry from the potions room before Harry said something stupid. Harry obediently followed Draco down the hall and into the Slytherin boy’s bathroom. Warding the door Draco let go of Harry’s arm and put his bottle of firewhsiky on the bench along the far wall, his hand already going to his zipped trousers as he turned around to address Harry who was still standing shocked in centre of the bathroom.

“Look I’m not going to lie, I’m going to have to deal with this so just relax for a bit while I take care of some business.” In a rush Draco ran across the bathroom and into the first toilet cubical he reached, slamming the door closed as he disappeared inside. Harry sighed as he heard Draco groan in relief inside the cubical, finally snapping out of his surprise at Severus having used sex as a way of punishment. Moving over to the closed door of the cubical Draco was inside Harry slid down the door to sit on the floor. The bathroom echoed and it was best they whispered if they were going to talk.

“I can’t believe he just did that, using sex against me. Does he think I care if he withholds it or anything?” Harry listened to the rustle of Draco’s clothes in the cubical behind him before he heard the boy sit down on the floor on the opposite side of the door.

“Harry, you’re a 17 year old boy and any sex withheld or not is going to turn you on. Snape knows he’s got the upper hand, he’s just baiting you.” Harry heard Draco breath out heavily and then the familiar sound of flesh sliding back and forth along flushed arousal. “Hell just listening to you two bait each other got me in this state, and I’m not even queer.”

“So you’re saying he’s trying to get me to react by doing this?” Harry inquired as he listened to Draco’s breathing increase.

“Well yeah….” Draco paused obviously struggling to continue the conversation with his present occupation of his time. It didn’t really bother Harry that Draco was wanking just on the other side of the thin wooden door, after all Draco had taught Harry so much in his first tentative months of sexual exploration. That and Harry had considered that he’d spent six years in a dorm room full of hormonal boys, all of whom at least once a week walked the dog at night, he was used to it. “Think about it Harry. You said yourself he confessed he’s a ‘submissive’.”

“Hey, shhh. I told you not to mention that again, you’re not supposed to know.” Harry heard Draco groan on the other side of the door and bit his lip a little in concern for Draco’s mental state, and his ability to give sound advice while he had his hand on his cock.

“And I haven’t mentioned it, I’m just saying that as a ‘submissive’ and a ‘possessive’ he’s going to want you to do things to him, you’ve probably not considered yet. Maybe baiting you is a way to provoke you into getting what he wants.” Draco sucked in a deep breath of air and Harry listened as the blonde boy groaned obviously reaching his peek. For a moment there was silence and Harry listened to Draco pant heavily on the other side of the door before Harry heard the lock coming undone and Draco’s face appeared around the crack of the open door. “Em, could you pass us my wand please, I need to clean up.” Harry rolled his eyes at the flushed face of his friend but obediently went over to where they’d left their bottles of firewhisky and picked up Draco’s wand, returning it quickly to the boy in cubical. With a few muttered spells and charms Draco emerged from the cubical looking not less ruffled than he had when he’d entered it. That was one thing Harry envied, the way the boy could just appear so cool and collected in every situation, even having just tossed off in a bathroom cubical.

“But the sex is fine, I mean mind-blowing in fact, why would he want….” Draco washed his hands in the sink but cut Harry off quickly.

“That’s just it Harry, he’s giving you everything and he needs something in return. As a possessive he gains strength by having you dominate him, it’s the nature of the relationship between a possessive wizard and his partner, and if he enjoys being submissive you’re going to have to give him what he enjoys, sooner or later.” Harry sighed and nodded understandingly as the blonde checked his appearance in the mirror before returning to pick up his bottle of firewhisky. “Just relax you’ve done the hard part now, it’s all just a learning curve and while you might not please him on your first attempt you’ll get better with practice.” Draco smiled devilishly at Harry who couldn’t help blush and smile in return, knowing that Draco was definitely right about more practice being a good thing. “So don’t worry about it just let it happen. Now though let’s concentrate on Thursday’s party and Friday’s mayhem.” Harry laughed and grabbing his fathers cloak from the bench and his own bottle of firewhisky wrapped the cloak around himself and Draco.

“I can’t believe he gave us two bottles of firewhisky.” Harry shook his head as he and Draco chinked the bottles together in celebration of a successful operation. Draco laughed and nodded as he led Harry out of the bathroom.

“I can’t believe he actually brought your lie, I think he’s getting soft. I was at least expecting him to make me turn out my pockets.” Draco whispered softly as they began down the corridor back to the Slytherin common room to drop the blonde off.

“Yeah I expected that too, but hey who cares we’re going to get pissed and wasted and I’m going to enjoy every minute of my last days at Hogwarts.” With a smile the boys disappeared in through the slithering door the whisper of the laughter-echoing out into the darkened corridor.

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