Where's the Party?
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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
3,329
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Six
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Once Severus had closed the gate behind them, Remus dragged him down into the cool, damp grass, laughing. Remus sat on his stomach and held Severus’ arms over his head with one strong hand and caressed his throat with the other.
“Remus, stop it! We really haven’t got time to play!” Severus tried to sound stern, but Remus could see the laughter in his eyes and smell the happy hormones coming from his body. He knew Severus liked to flirt, and Remus was certainly in a mood to do it.
Remus leaned forward and slid his arse backward until they’re pelvises were level. He pressed himself against Severus, swallowing the man’s moan in his mouth with a kiss. He could feel, hear, and smell Severus’ passion rising steadily as they bucked against each other.
“You know, Sev,” Remus whispered into his ear, “we could just stay here. I’ll tell everyone you kissed Harry.” Remus sucked on Severus’ earlobe, drawing out another long moan.
“No,” Severus whispered back. He gave a sudden heave and threw the light werewolf off of him. He laughed at the look of shock on Remus’ face as he stood up. “I said I would do it, now I’m going to do it!”
Remus shoulders drooped, and allowed Severus to pull him to his feet. “Alright,” he said dejectedly, picking up his bottle of alcohol. He gave a pitiful sigh and batted his eyelashes at Severus, who only shook his head ‘no’.
They arrived in front of the Weasley home, which was lit up brightly, loud music rattling the windows. Severus took a deep breath and started for the front door, Remus trailing behind, watching Severus’ backside like a hungry man to a plate of food. Severus raised his hand to knock, but realized it would never be heard over the din. He grasped the doorknob and walked in with Remus draped over his shoulder.
Severus eyes bulged out as he took in the scenery. There were half naked, and even a few completely naked, bodies lying around the room in various states of pleasure.
“This isn’t a party, it’s an orgy!” Severus stated in shock and disbelief. He thought the kissing and groping at the faculty party was bad enough, but this was going way too far for a simple celebration.
Remus gave a squeal of delight, his jaw hanging open and drooling. He saw Neville and his new fiancé, Hermione, making out in one corner, with Dean Thomas and Patty Parkinson sitting right at their feet. Patty’s shirt was wide open and Dean had a hand moving wildly under her skirt, his lips stuck to her breast like a water pump.
On the sofa in the middle of the room were Fred and George Weasley, seeming to be engaged in a kissing contest with several girls. Both of them were stark naked.
“Um… Professors?” Remus was brought out of his fantasies of the twins by a familiar voice. He turned, a little too quickly, causing him to clutch onto Severus’ arm so he would topple over in a wave of dizziness, and saw bright green eyes staring at him from behind a pair of glasses.
“Harry!” he cried happily, lunging at him with one arm thrown out to hug him, the other still holding on to Severus. He nearly brought all three of them crashing to the ground, but Severus’ spy instincts were still intact and he was able to grab onto a chair and hold them up.
“What are you two doing here?” Harry asked nervously.
“Well,” Harry gasped and turned away as Remus breathed on him. “He’s come to kiss you,” Remus said in a conspiring tone that was rather loud, “and I’ve come for DRACO! Where is he? I know he’s here!” Remus let go of Harry, but not Severus as he began searching the room, pulling Severus along.
“Huh?” Harry grabbed Severus’ free arm and pulled him away from Remus. As his grasp on Severus’ arm was suddenly loosened, Remus dropped to his knees with a confused look. He shook it off quickly and returned to his search for the unmistakable blond hair.
“What’s he talking about?” Harry asked a blushing Severus.
“Nevermind. He’s drunk.” Severus refused to look Harry in the eye. Now that he was here, he couldn’t go through with the dare. He should have taken Remus’ offer and stayed in the grass at Hogwarts. He didn’t know what it was about the young man, but every time he got near Harry, all rational thought abandoned him.
“What did he mean you’ve come to kiss me?” Harry realized he was drunk, and he’d probably regret pushing the issue tomorrow, but he really wanted to know what was going on. Why would his favourite and least favourite professors crash their party?
“Nothing. It doesn’t matter.” Severus still refused to look at him. He reached down to where Remus was still crawling around on the floor and took the bottle away from him. Remus gave him a sour look, but backed down at the fear in Severus’ eyes. He was beginning to wonder if this had been such a good idea after all.
Harry crossed his arms over his chest and gave Severus one of his own death glares.
“Look, I’m not a child and I’m not one of your students anymore. Now tell me what the hell you’re doing here!”
Severus took a long drink from the nearly empty bottle and leaned against a wall. So far, it seemed no one else had noticed their presence, except for the few people Remus ran into in his search, and they didn’t stop their groping or talking long enough to show any interest in him.
Severus closed his eyes and banged the back of his head against the wall, hoping to clear his mind a little. “It was a stupid game… at the faculty party…”
“Game?” Harry asked, now more curious than ever. He turned away as understanding dawned on him. He stifled his giggles behind his hand. Severus had been caught up in a game of Truth or Dare. It was the only explanation for him to be at the Burrow.
“So…” Harry started slowly, turning back to Severus, not sure he really wanted to know anymore than that. “You were Dared to kiss me?”
Severus cringed. “No… That was the alternative.”
Harry couldn’t contain his laughter anymore. “You took the alternative? To kiss ME?? The Dare itself must have been pretty wicked!” He laughed even harder as Severus’ cheeks burned bright red.
“You’ve no idea,” Severus said so softly, Harry couldn’t hear.
“ARGH!! He’s kissing MY Draco!!”
~*~
Once Severus had closed the gate behind them, Remus dragged him down into the cool, damp grass, laughing. Remus sat on his stomach and held Severus’ arms over his head with one strong hand and caressed his throat with the other.
“Remus, stop it! We really haven’t got time to play!” Severus tried to sound stern, but Remus could see the laughter in his eyes and smell the happy hormones coming from his body. He knew Severus liked to flirt, and Remus was certainly in a mood to do it.
Remus leaned forward and slid his arse backward until they’re pelvises were level. He pressed himself against Severus, swallowing the man’s moan in his mouth with a kiss. He could feel, hear, and smell Severus’ passion rising steadily as they bucked against each other.
“You know, Sev,” Remus whispered into his ear, “we could just stay here. I’ll tell everyone you kissed Harry.” Remus sucked on Severus’ earlobe, drawing out another long moan.
“No,” Severus whispered back. He gave a sudden heave and threw the light werewolf off of him. He laughed at the look of shock on Remus’ face as he stood up. “I said I would do it, now I’m going to do it!”
Remus shoulders drooped, and allowed Severus to pull him to his feet. “Alright,” he said dejectedly, picking up his bottle of alcohol. He gave a pitiful sigh and batted his eyelashes at Severus, who only shook his head ‘no’.
They arrived in front of the Weasley home, which was lit up brightly, loud music rattling the windows. Severus took a deep breath and started for the front door, Remus trailing behind, watching Severus’ backside like a hungry man to a plate of food. Severus raised his hand to knock, but realized it would never be heard over the din. He grasped the doorknob and walked in with Remus draped over his shoulder.
Severus eyes bulged out as he took in the scenery. There were half naked, and even a few completely naked, bodies lying around the room in various states of pleasure.
“This isn’t a party, it’s an orgy!” Severus stated in shock and disbelief. He thought the kissing and groping at the faculty party was bad enough, but this was going way too far for a simple celebration.
Remus gave a squeal of delight, his jaw hanging open and drooling. He saw Neville and his new fiancé, Hermione, making out in one corner, with Dean Thomas and Patty Parkinson sitting right at their feet. Patty’s shirt was wide open and Dean had a hand moving wildly under her skirt, his lips stuck to her breast like a water pump.
On the sofa in the middle of the room were Fred and George Weasley, seeming to be engaged in a kissing contest with several girls. Both of them were stark naked.
“Um… Professors?” Remus was brought out of his fantasies of the twins by a familiar voice. He turned, a little too quickly, causing him to clutch onto Severus’ arm so he would topple over in a wave of dizziness, and saw bright green eyes staring at him from behind a pair of glasses.
“Harry!” he cried happily, lunging at him with one arm thrown out to hug him, the other still holding on to Severus. He nearly brought all three of them crashing to the ground, but Severus’ spy instincts were still intact and he was able to grab onto a chair and hold them up.
“What are you two doing here?” Harry asked nervously.
“Well,” Harry gasped and turned away as Remus breathed on him. “He’s come to kiss you,” Remus said in a conspiring tone that was rather loud, “and I’ve come for DRACO! Where is he? I know he’s here!” Remus let go of Harry, but not Severus as he began searching the room, pulling Severus along.
“Huh?” Harry grabbed Severus’ free arm and pulled him away from Remus. As his grasp on Severus’ arm was suddenly loosened, Remus dropped to his knees with a confused look. He shook it off quickly and returned to his search for the unmistakable blond hair.
“What’s he talking about?” Harry asked a blushing Severus.
“Nevermind. He’s drunk.” Severus refused to look Harry in the eye. Now that he was here, he couldn’t go through with the dare. He should have taken Remus’ offer and stayed in the grass at Hogwarts. He didn’t know what it was about the young man, but every time he got near Harry, all rational thought abandoned him.
“What did he mean you’ve come to kiss me?” Harry realized he was drunk, and he’d probably regret pushing the issue tomorrow, but he really wanted to know what was going on. Why would his favourite and least favourite professors crash their party?
“Nothing. It doesn’t matter.” Severus still refused to look at him. He reached down to where Remus was still crawling around on the floor and took the bottle away from him. Remus gave him a sour look, but backed down at the fear in Severus’ eyes. He was beginning to wonder if this had been such a good idea after all.
Harry crossed his arms over his chest and gave Severus one of his own death glares.
“Look, I’m not a child and I’m not one of your students anymore. Now tell me what the hell you’re doing here!”
Severus took a long drink from the nearly empty bottle and leaned against a wall. So far, it seemed no one else had noticed their presence, except for the few people Remus ran into in his search, and they didn’t stop their groping or talking long enough to show any interest in him.
Severus closed his eyes and banged the back of his head against the wall, hoping to clear his mind a little. “It was a stupid game… at the faculty party…”
“Game?” Harry asked, now more curious than ever. He turned away as understanding dawned on him. He stifled his giggles behind his hand. Severus had been caught up in a game of Truth or Dare. It was the only explanation for him to be at the Burrow.
“So…” Harry started slowly, turning back to Severus, not sure he really wanted to know anymore than that. “You were Dared to kiss me?”
Severus cringed. “No… That was the alternative.”
Harry couldn’t contain his laughter anymore. “You took the alternative? To kiss ME?? The Dare itself must have been pretty wicked!” He laughed even harder as Severus’ cheeks burned bright red.
“You’ve no idea,” Severus said so softly, Harry couldn’t hear.
“ARGH!! He’s kissing MY Draco!!”
~*~