Something Special About Harry

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Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Thanks to Keikokin for asking me to write this pairing for her in this situation. Thanks to Tivogirl for the wonderful Beta work and putting up with my ramblings!


Chapter 6

The sleeping blond was the first to awaken thanks to the purring that was reverberating through his chest. Instinctively he wrapped his arms and legs tighter around the weight lying on him. His eyes creeped open and gazed at the visage that was literally on top of him. He placed a gentle kiss on top of the raven locks, inhaled the unique scent of Harry and relaxed. He felt his lover starting to stir and smiled. Harry was one of the “instant ons”, as soon as his body was registering awake so was his brain and he knew immediately where he was and when.

Eyes searched each other and lips moved to meet each other. This time, it was a simple hello kiss, not another prelude to sex. The kiss ended and Harry laid his head on Lucius’ shoulder. “Lucius, how long is this going to go on? Is this normal and why do I seem pulled to you, not wanting to let you out of my site? I have more questions buzzing in my head but I have the more urgent need to use your bathroom and go back to my dorm to get cleaned up. Quick clean is good for a fast fix but you bring out the “best” of me and the rest of me wants to cleanup a little. Harry began to push upwards with his arms, not realizing his pelvis was now pushing into Lucius, causing the older man to grasp the younger man’s biceps, draw up both knees and hiss in frustration, reacting to the friction and pressure.

“Harry stay still right there.” Harry froze his Quidditch toned body. “Lucius, are you alright?” The young man looked at the blond under him, watching the eyelids flutter close and the panting start. “Lucius?” The man opened his eyes at the questioning demand. An idea ripped through his mind. “Harry lets get up and I’ll tell you the rest of my idea.” The younger man carefully swung a leg to the floor, cautiously placing his other between the legs of his lover and eased himself upright. Lucius felt the loss and warmth of Harry’s body, causing him to stand fast, reaching for him, and seeking what he had and lost.

This time Lucius began tantalizing Harry’s neck with nips and soothing licks while whispering silkily into his ear. “There’s no reason to go back to your dorm unless you want to.” Lucius stopped to suck on an earlobe before letting his lips outline the shell of Harry’s ear. “You could shower here and I could have the house elves bring us dinner” a suck to the neck was followed by a lick, “and your clothes from your rooms. We would have more time to talk that way.” Lucius never waited for an answer, bombarding the tender lips with his own warm ravenous lips and tongue. The young man returned the fervor, both momentarily forgetting the plans. Lucius broke the kiss, took Harry’s hand and led him to the bathroom. “Go ahead love. I’ll get things ready for us out here.” Lucius turned, went back to the sitting room, and called for a house elf. He explained what he wanted and the little being went to do his bidding. Lucius picked up the book while waiting and began flipping through it. He remembered the secrecy and stealth needed to gather the information after Lily and James were murdered and the vows that were spoken, promise made to the heavens to watch a baby grow and help him through his life. Little did they know how difficult it would be on the baby where they placed him for safety. Little did they know Tom Riddle would become the vilest Dark Lord in history. When it became known, the damage was already done. The best they could do was to put the pieces back together and fulfill the promises from that point on.

Lucius concentrated on the page in front of him. It was the letter from James to his son. His heart ached for the boy that had been left for dead, who still grieved for his parents. He knew he couldn’t erase the pain but he could be there to help the still lonely man. As he sat contemplating the next pages, Harry was in the bathroom cleaning up. His mind wandered to Lucius sitting just through the door, wanting to see him before he was even done in the shower. ‘LUCIUS!”

Lucius bolted out of the chair, racing across the room, barely getting the door open in his haste to come to a staggering stop. He yanked open the shower curtain, stepping into the steaming water, ignoring his silk clothes for once. He enfolded the young man in his arms as he felt himself being enveloped by a slick hot body. “Harry what happened?” The young man smirked, almost shyly. “I was lonely without you and wanted you in here.” Lucius groaned as he felt Harry unbuttoning his shirt. It was taking too long for Harry’s satisfaction, so with a feral growl, he grabbed Lucius’ shirt, a hand on either side of the buttons and ripped, scattering buttons through the shower and the exposed bathroom.

Lucius felt the primal urge race through Harry but tried to resist those of so persuasive lips. Lips that were making a thorough exploration of a half-naked aroused man. “Harry we have to stop.” Lucius protested even as his mouth sought the jawline and neck of the other. His lips glided over the hot wet skin, learning how and where to please Harry. The raven-haired beauty kept adventuring further along his lover’s body, wanting, needing more. Harry went to his knee, still tasting his way. The wet pants clung to Lucius, outlining the svelte hips, firm thighs and an arousal that Harry was fast becoming obsessed with and possessive over. Harry wasn’t deterred not when he wanted this man naked. More buttons went flying as silk was rendered beyond repair. Lucius gasped, never having felt the fire quicken in his groin that fast. Harry continued getting Lucius undressed as fast as physically possible, forgetting he was a powerful wizard who could have spelled them off quicker.

Lucius stood before Harry in all his naked glory, knowing he had taken care of his body and that it would please Harry. He didn’t know how right he was until said man began stroking him slowly and whimpered with lust. Lucius was further startled as Harry began to reverently coddle his turgid cock while lowering his face to inhale the purest scent of Lucius. The blond stayed still, letting Harry do as he liked. Lucius knew to move now could cause possible harm to both of them. It was best to just wait to see what happened without resisting. The blond called on every ounce of control he had as a tentative tongue traced the veins, both under and on top of his erection, finally finding the way to the early ejaculate dribbling slowly from his opening. His breathing became faster and shorter, his hands aching from being curled into fists to prevent him from grabbing the young man and fucking his mouth like a deranged incubus.

Harry sensed the tension building in his lover and kicked up the pace of his sucking and bobbing. He realized he was new to this, but he had heard the guys in the dorm explaining how it was done and all of them had agreed that Pansy was the best in the school. He remembered them telling how she would run her tongue sideways just under the head. They called it a violin and all admitted they screamed in pure ecstasy when she did it. Harry knew he could do it too, so he brought his mouth to just below Lucius’ cockhead and began working with his tongue. After several attempts, he found the spot and began using running his tongue over it. Lucius was unprepared for the exquisite feeling and responded. His cry echoed off the bathroom walls, through the very stones of Hogwarts. The male population of the school stopped, sharing the pleasure of a well cared for brother. Pansy looked up from between the legs of her current partner, both shrugging petite shoulders. Pansy returned to her pleasure, wondering who was using her “trademark” move and on whom.

“Oh gods, Harry, stop. I’m going to cum.” Harry ignored the plea, wanting as much of Lucius as he could get. He felt Lucius expand a little more as his lover’s spunk began its explosion. Harry swallowed; and kept swallowing and sucking until Lucius was drained dry and lay flaccid in his mouth. Harry eased off the tired member, placing a last loving kiss on it before standing to hold Lucius. The man closed his eyes and sagged against the sturdy chest of his young lover, totally spent. He kissed his raven-haired lover, running his hands through his hair. Harry took the soap and washed Lucius before holding him again. Lucius’ hands kept stroking Harry’s hair.

Suddenly his eyes shot open and he stood gasping at his lover. Since he had joined Harry in the shower, the raven locks had grown. Not a little, but quite a bit. It was now past Harry’s shoulders and half way down his back. Reality appeared suddenly and bit Lucius in the ass. His Veela was emerging and he needed to explain things fast. He turned off the water, pulled Harry out behind him, quickly handed him a towel and began drying himself, watching as Harry dried himself. He grabbed an extra towel, wrapping Harry’s hair turban style, and two new robes, making a mental note to thank the house elf later. Lucius led them to the fireplace in the sitting room, easing them both down in front of the fire. He called for the book, a brush, comb and a hand mirror.





A/N Special thanks to LR for explaining the violin method. Just proves you can teach an old dog new tricks. LOL.