Muse

(Thank you to those who have reviewed sorry this took so long to update had a slight block and I made this one longer than all the others so I hope you forgive my tardiness. Thanks to my lovely beta that helped out with the lemons in this one ‘yes there are lemons’ hope you all enjoy. Happy reading)

Beta: vampchic


Muse


Chapter 6- New Years and Alcohol-

December 29th/30th-


"Harry, come on! I'm sorry I didn't tell, you okay?" Draco pleaded against the bedroom door. He'd been locked out after Harry stormed into his bedroom. Draco hated being ignored as much as he hated having to plead for something, and right now he was having to deal with both.


"Haaarrrrrrrrryyyyy!" Draco whined, his head hitting the door every so often.


"Go. To. Bed. Draco!" Harry snapped angrily through the door, the sound of music soon following.


"Damn it, Harry, open the FUCKING door, you prat!" Draco yelled at the door.


"Draco, give up. Let it rest for the night. You know Harry as well as I do, he'll forgive you in the morning after you've begged a bit more," Remus said sympathetically.


On the other side of the door, they could hear, "you're a bloody wanker."


"Where am I going to sleep? I don't having any pajama's, either" Draco pouted, looking up at Remus.


"You can barrow some sleep wear from me and either take the couch or bunk with me, your choice," Remus said, not seeing the excited gleam that suddenly lit the teen's eyes.


"I guess I'm bunking with you, I'd prefer not to take a couch," Draco smirked slightly as he followed the older man down the hall to his room.


Once they were in Remus' bedroom, Remus walked over to his dresser. Opening it, he pulled out an extra pair of pajama pants and a tee shirt, throwing them over to the teen. He briefly looked up to see the teen unbuttoning his shirt he was wearing. Gasping quietly, Remus looks away quickly and went about getting his bed ready, pulling back the covers.


"Which side do you sleep on, Remmy?" Draco asked in his innocent voice he some how still mastered.


"Th...the right," Remus said softly as he climbed onto his side of the bed. Pulling the covers up, he sighed as he relaxed into his bed. Soon he was fast asleep, forgetting that he had another in his bed keeping him warm.


Draco, smiling softly at the older man, snuggled closer to him, sighing contentedly with his head resting just shy of Remus' shoulder. Sleep came quickly to him.

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Harry awoke slowly the next morning. Not feeling a warm body next to him, he remembered that he had kicked the blond out of his bed for the night. Harry felt guilty for the way he had treated Draco, it's not like he had asked if Severus was his godfather or not, the other just didn't tell him he was.


Getting up, he decided to make breakfast for the three of them as Remus would just be getting up to go about his daily morning routine.


'Cinnamon wheat pancakes with zesty eggs and some coffee and juice should do the trick,' Harry thought as he went about getting everything he would need.


Some thirty minutes later, two very hungry men came into the kitchen, smiling at Harry as he set down two plates on the table for them.


"Coffee or juice?" Harry asked, smiling at the two of them. It didn't get passed Harry's sight that Draco was in Remus' pajama's and that there wasn't a bed made out on the couch for Draco. "Sleep well?" Harry asked, smirking at the blond.


"Mm, Remus' bed is great, Har," Draco yawned as he plopped down in his seat. "I'm sorry, Harry. I know I should have told you about Uncle Severus. It’s just that I didn't think it would be such a big deal, otherwise I would have told you," Draco said solemnly.


"I know. I was being a prat last night, didn't even let you get some clothes to sleep in. Next time, don't keep such things from me. You know I hate that. It's just that, he's family to you, and you're my best friend…" Harry
trailed off biting his lip as he took his seat next to the blond.


"I'm sorry, it won't happen again. Now, damn it, bloody take my apology cause you know I hate to say the 'S' word and I've said it far to many times in the past twelve hours," Draco said with a lopsided smile.


"The 'S' word?" Remus asked, looking up from his yummy pancakes, finally awake enough to understand what they were talking about.


"'Sorry' is the s word - he hates having to say it," Harry said, smiling at his friend. "Eat your pancakes before they get cold," Harry ordered, pointing at their food.


For the rest of their meal, Remus sat there thinking over last night, of how Draco readily jumped into his bed. Finally thinking over all the looks the young blonde had thrown his way and how Harry always gave a little smirk at his quirks he come to the conclusion that it was to heavy a topic to think about that early in the morning.


Shaking his head, Remus set about finishing his coffee before biding them good day.


The day went on as it did any other day - Remus went to work while Harry and Draco got dressed and laughed the whole way over to Severus' house.

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December 31st-


New Years Eve found Harry, Remus and Draco running about their apartment, making sure they had everything ready to go over to Severus's house. Draco, being the prepared male he was, had a bottle of whisky for Remus and himself, hoping to get lucky with his favorite editor. Harry, seeing this, remembered his ear plugs, not wanting to hear their rutting.


"Boys, do we have everything?" Remus called out as he pulled on his coat.


"Yes," they called, each with a grocery bag over their arm.


"Good, come on, Severus is down stairs waiting."


"He's picking us up?" Harry asked, moving faster to throw his coat on.


"Yes, I told him we'd be bringing food with us and he didn't want us all to carry the bunch in this weather," Remus said, looking straight at Harry when he said this.


Blushing slightly, Harry ducked his head and smiled softly. The three finished putting on their coats and other winter ware before making the trek down stairs and into Severus car.


The ride to his house was short with Remus sitting up front with Severus, Harry and Draco laughing in the back. Once inside the house the teens deposited everything in the kitchen, still laughing merrily

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Around seven that night, the four sat down for dinner. Harry had made a small roast for the others that had been simmering since they'd arrived. With that, there was potatoes and green beans, a side salad and bread rolls. With wine and coffee to drink, all were happy with the spread.


"Harry, how can you cook so well?" Draco purred as he took another sip of the wine he convinced them all to let him have. "The cooks at home never make a roast as well as you, and you don't even eat the bloody thing."


Smiling softly, Harry tried to hide the blush that was currently staining his cheeks.


Dinner passed quickly and soon they found themselves in the living room. Remus and Draco sat on the couch while Harry and Severus got comfortable in his chair - seeing as Harry suddenly found it very comfortable to be curled up on Severus' lap, resting his head on his shoulder.


"Harry, must you sit there?" Remus suddenly said after many minutes of comfortable conversation between he and Severus.


"Why?" Harry asked, frowning at the older man. "Its comfortable and he's letting me. We never sit like this, why is it a problem?"


"Harry, please don't take it like that. I just don't feel comfortable, you know that."


"Why?"


"You're seventeen, Harry! You should be dating other seventeen year olds. Not middle aged men!"


Harry sat up, his face flushed with anger at Remus. Looking pass Remus, he saw Draco tears glistening in his eyes. "Your one to talk." Harry ground out, red faced and breathing hard.


"Why is it wrong?" Draco asked from beside Remus, a frown present on his face. "Why is it wrong for them to want to be together?"


"He should have choices. He's grown up with so few, he shouldn't be tied down to a middle aged man when he could be out there dating someone his own age and being a teenager. When you become a father, you'll understand where I'm coming from," Remus answered in frustration.


"By saying that, you give him little respect in his choices. You're not letting him make them if you so chose to dictate who he loves. One can not choose who they love, they just do.


"Your choice is to follow that love or not. You're telling him that he may choose what he wants in life as long as you have also chose that for him.


"How can you tell him that then get angry when he finally does? They are at the beginnings of a love, yet you say it's wrong. If you love him like a true son, wouldn't you want him to be happy?


"He's happy with Severus as Severus is with him. I've never seen either as happy as they are than when they're together." Draco was panting at the end of his speech, his face flushed and unshed tears in his eyes glistening, threatening to fall. "By saying that, you're telling me that it is wrong to love you," Draco whispered before turning and leaving the room.


"Draco," Harry said softly, tears threatening to fall from his own eyes.


Barely hearing what Draco whispered, his eyes widened before he suddenly took off after the blonde.


All his earlier thinking coming to the foreground, he knew he just fucked up and that he had to some how make it right. He had feelings for the young blond, yes. But did he truly mean all that he had just said to Harry.


He was an idiot. There was no way he could say it was wrong when he himself was thinking of doing the same.


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Entering the bedroom, Remus followed the sounds of sniffling coming from the far side of the room.


"Draco?" Remus called softly.


"Go away," Draco said brokenly.


"I can't," Remus said gently, coming to stand close to the huddled blonde.


"Why?" Draco asked, somewhat angry he hadn't listened.


"That would ruin the night you had planed for us," Remus said, smiling at the fact he finally realized what the blonde had been trying to do all night.


"But, but you said it was wrong!"


"Maybe so. But you made me realize what I was doing." Remus settled himself on the floor next to the blonde, pulling him slightly to sit on his lap. "When I was your age, I had a thing for an older man. It ended badly. I didn't want that for Harry or for you." Remus sighed, resting his head against the blondes. "Come back out there, help me apologize to Harry. Eat some of those rum balls Harry made for me and have a good New Year's."


"Okay. But I get to have one, too," the blonde said, sniffling slightly as he
laughed and wiped away the tears that had spilled down his cheeks.

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After another hour had gone by, Remus finally pulled Harry aside.


"I'm an arse, I know," Remus admitted, frustrated at everything that'd gone on in one holiday season.


"What do you want me to say, Remus? That I forgive you? That I'm not angry at you for everything you've said to me and Severus since I've been here? You sat there, calling me a slut and him a pedophiliac middle aged man. This was supposed to be a celebration of a new year, of good times, and you have turned it into some argument that has made everyone here uncomfortable. Have I ever given you the idea that I am a slut? That he would abuse me? What about Draco?" Harry said, tears threatening to fall again as he angrily wiped them away.


"We have feelings for each other, yes. I didn't see it before. I always thought he was a beautiful boy - he's your best friend. I, I feel alive when around him - I'm a prat, I know. This was never supposed to happen. We're grown men in love with young men who are smarter than I have ever given them credit for.

"I know you will make good choices for yourself, but I'm your father in almost every sense of the word. I will always worry for you and want something better for you, even if you don't see it as such.

"I know you will make your own mistakes in life, just I have. Just as I have with you. I love you, Harry. You're everything I could have wished for in a son. I'll stop now. You don't need me to dictate your life - I don't think you ever did."


"Remus," Harry said before the tears fell and he found himself held in strong arms that were shaking as much as he was. "I'll always love you, Remmy. You're my dad, in everyway that will ever count. All I ever needed was your love and trust that I can come to you when I need that band aid and my tears wiped. Just trust that I know what I'm doing and that I'll come to you when I need help," Harry said, wiping his tears away and smiling slightly at his adoptive father.


"So, are you and Draco gonna date now or do I have to listen to him pine for you for another six months while he convinces you that you need him in your bed?"


"I have no idea where this is going or how it will start, I just know I'm not the master of this plan of his. Whatever it may be, just don't kill me tomorrow, I just know I'll be hung over."


"Yes, I know you'll be. You're already drunk, and those rum balls I'm sure, didn't help," Harry chuckled as they moved back to where their companions were sitting comfortably, sipping their wine.


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"Remus?" Draco whispered as he turned over to face the older man on the bed next to him.


"Hmm?" Remus murmured, cracking one eye open to blurrily look at the blonde.


"Can I kiss you?" Draco asked, running a finger down the side of Remus' face.


"Yes," Remus breathed.


Moving in closer to Remus, Draco cradled his face in his hands before leaning in the last few inches. Pressing his lips against slightly chapped ones, Draco moaned, pressing harder.


"Draco," Remus moaned, pulling the teen tight against him, kissing him hard, his tongue teasing the crease before pushing forward into the blonde's hot, moist mouth.


Lips sealed together, tongues and teeth clashing in a sudden war for dominance, both moaned, their hands roaming the other, needing to feel as much as possible.


Draco drank in the sudden passion he felt radiate off the older man, savoring the taste of wine and rum balls.


He pulled away, panting slightly, his face flushed. "I want you," Draco said, a little lightheaded. "Please, Remus, make love to me," he begged, moaning as he moved his body against the other's, his hand stroking the definite bulge he felt.


"Are you sure this is what you want?" Remus asked, sounding far more sober than he was.


"Oh, yes!" Draco purred before capturing the man's lips in a searing kiss.


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"Severus?" Harry whispered, his hand lazily running over the man's chest.


"Hmm?"


"Do you have a stereo in here, or ear plugs?" Harry asked, biting his lip.


"No."


"Damn," Harry said, wincing slightly when he heard a moan from the other room followed with an "Oh, Remus!".


"Oh gods, I can't lay here listening to them!" Harry stated throwing an arm over his eyes as if that would block it out.


"Here, maybe this will help," Severus said, suddenly pinning the teen to the bed as he pressed his lips to Harry's.


Moaning into the kiss, Harry kissed back, opening his mouth eagerly when an insistent tongue asked for entrance.

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"Draco, slow down, love," Remus chuckled, stroking the frantic teens face lightly. "You don't have to rush this," he murmured before chastely kissing him.


"I'm sorry, I just..." Draco trailed off, his eyes fluttering as Remus pressed kisses down his neck, stopping in his path to suck lightly at the spot behind his ear. "Oh gods, Rem…" Draco whimpered, suddenly throwing his head back with a moan. "If you don't stop that, I'll come right now," Draco said moaning and panting heavily as he ran his hands through his soon to be lover's hair.


Smiling down at the blond, Remus slid his hands up the tone thighs that were spread for him. "You won't be coming until I'm inside you, love," Remus promised, trailing nips and kisses as he moving down the pale chest. He tugged slightly at a peaked nipple, sucking on it hard before kissing it softly when he heard Draco hissing in pleasure.


With one hand wrapped around Draco's prick and his lips busily teasing the skin available to him, he reached as far as he could in his present situation and grabbed the teen’s bag, pulling it up onto the 'bed'. Rummaging quickly through the bag, he found the items needed, a condom and a tube of lube. Condom on, he quickly set about stretching Draco.


"You ready?" Remus panted, pulling his lips away from the tantalizing skin. Getting a nod, he locked his lips against the others, relishing in Draco's moans as he slowly circled and pressed one glistening finger in.


Draco winced slightly, not used to the feeling of being stretched by someone else. He adjusted quickly, moaning for more, wanting to feel his love deep inside him.


"Hurry, Remy. Gods, I want you in me," Draco groaned, pushing back on the finger wiggling inside him. He gasped as he felt another enter and arched in pleasure as the digits pressed against his prostate. "Ah, fuck," Draco let out, his legs dropping even further apart.


Another entered and Draco found himself riding on those fingers, begging for and need more. He whimpered as those delicious fingers departed from him, leaving him feeling stretched and oddly empty.


"Ready?" Remus asked breathlessly, positioning his hard prick at the blonde's opening.


"Yes," Draco nodded, his hands grasping Remus' shoulders hard as his eyes fluttering in want.


Remus pushed forward, panting heavily as he breached the tight opening, sliding in smoothly. Once he was fully seated, he stilled, giving Draco time to adjust to the intrusion.


"Move," Draco ordered, rocking his hips back.


"Can't say no to that," Remus grinned, pulling out slowly. He slammed back in, moaning in pleasure as Draco's tight heat surrounded him.


Slowly, their sweat slicked bodies moved against each other, both moaning and panting, lost in a haze of pleasure.


"Oh god, oh god," Draco panted. "So close."


Remus sped up his thrusts, angling his hips so that the blonde cried out his name.


"Let go," Remus breathed, gripping hold of Draco's prick and stroking it in time with his thrust.


Draco's head threw back as his body shuddered in pleasure, Remus's name on his lips as he came.


Remus thrust in once more, the feel of Draco's passage closing tight around him sending him over the edge as well.


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"Ahh, Sev, please," Harry moaned as a fist wrapped around his hard prick.


"What, Harry? Tell me what you want, love," Severus teased, not moving his hand as he smirked down at the frustrated man under him.


"Please, don't tease me, Sev," Harry moaned, shivering as hot breath brushed against his heated flesh, causing a whimper to escape from him.


"What is it you want me to do, love? Would you like me to stroke you?" Severus' hand slid up the cock, giving a squeeze at the tip before sliding back down to the base. "Would you like me to lick you?" He slid down the lean body, planting kisses along the way before running his tongue slowly up the straining prick, delighting in the sharp intake of breath from his partner. "Would you like me to suck you dry?" he husked, smirking at the needy moan that came from the breathless teen.


"Please! Yes, ah, please, suck me," Harry cried in a voice that was barely intelligible.


Severus grinned almost evilly at the boy. "As you wish."


Harry cried out in pleaser as Severus' mouth descended on him, sucking him into a moist, heat that had him blabbering nonsense.


"Oh, gods, Sev." Harry's hands tangled in the older mans hair as he fought his need to thrust up into that wicked mouth.


Severus hummed around the shaft, lazily bobbing his head as he tortured his Harry. His hands roamed the expanse of skin available, and he smirked as the skin beneath his fingertips quivered as he scrapping his nails across the taunt stomach.


Harry thrust up as Severus gave a sharp suck and mewled. He was sure he was going to come soon. He tugged on Severus hair and groaned he the older man let him go with a wet "Pop".


"Please, Sev," Harry panted, pulling Severus up so he could kiss him.


Severus shimmied up the lithe body, settling his weight carefully on top the teen as he kissed Harry back just as fiercely.


Slowly, they both rocked against each other, thrilling in the feel of their cocks sliding against the others.


Gradually the pleasure built up and soon both was coming, both clinging to the other as they rode out their high.


"That was brilliant," Harry mumbled, very sated.


"Indeed," Severus agreed, turning so he could lay on his back and snuggling Harry against his chest, both sighing contently.


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The two couples were oblivious to the world around them as both slept with their arms wrapped around their lovers.


With the end of the holidays looming over them, neither one was excited for it to end. For with that, they would be separated from their love.


(TBC)

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As always

~Lost in a thought~