Saving the World is Really Annoying

Disclaimer: See Chapter one.

Chapter Five Introspection and Completion


Harry watched carefully as Jason adjusted the saddle on Lilac. “Can I try?”

“Of course, sir.” Jason removed the saddle.

“Please call me Harry. I hope to spend a lot of time out here. I would like for us to be friends.”

“I would be honored, Harry.” He watched carefully as Harry saddled the horse, correcting him slightly here and there. “Good job. You should be good to go.”

“Thank you. I will return shortly.” Harry mounted and led Lilac away from the stable. Harry let his thoughts drift as he rode. He knew that he had been unfair to Draco. It was becoming apparent that the blond expressed his frustration by saying something biting and hateful. He shouldn’t let it get to him, but it was a vivid reminder of a darker time, and the Weasleys were his family. He held few things sacred anymore. He was not immune to the realities of life, and he had seen way to many atrocities to believe that people were mostly good. He knew that most were greedy and only out for themselves. The Weasleys were his balm. They made it possible for him to not get jaded. They were so strong. They treated him like a member of their family even though Ron had died because of him. They were everything a family should be, at least in Harry’s mind.

He rode until Lilac seemed to tire and then they walked back to the stables to meet Jason and give her a much deserved rubdown. Harry patted her neck and thanked her for the wonderful ride. He sighed and headed back to the house. After he had showered and dressed he headed down for dinner. He entered to tense silence, and he knew that he was largely to blame for it. He smiled at everyone and took a seat next to Draco. “Lucius, I think that I am now officially addicted to horses. Thank you for letting me use Lilac. She is wonderful! I saddled her, with Jason’s help of course.”

Lucius, smiled back at his son in law. “I knew it wouldn’t take you long to learn. I think you will be ready for Zeus in no time.” He could easily picture the young man running like the wind on the back of his champion black stallion.

Harry smiled at the compliment. He noticed that Draco was still very subdued, and squeezed his hand under the table in both apology and forgiveness. He ignored Draco’s shocked look and continued to chat with the others. “Have you seen the gardens, Snape? They are incredible. If you sweet talk Narcissa, she might allow you to harvest some potions ingredients come spring.”

Severus pinched his nose. “I think that you might have to do that for me. I have been trying, unsuccessfully, since before Draco was born.”

Narcissa couldn’t prevent the satisfied look. “Well your idea of sweet talk usually consisted of threats of Crucio. So I am sure that you will understand why that failed to sweep me off my feet.” Everyone but Snape laughed as he scowled at her.

After Snape had left Draco had quietly asked Harry if he could speak to him before bed. Nodding Harry said his good nights and led Draco up to his room. He took one of the chairs in front of the fire and waited while Draco took the other.

“I just wanted to apologize. I don’t always think before I speak and I had no right to say anything about your friends.” He felt miserable. This day had been an emotional roller coaster and he felt used up.

“There is no need for you to apologize, Draco. I haven’t been fair to you. I came into this, believing that we could share a home, socialize periodically, and in general leave each other alone. That clearly isn’t going to work. We need to form a relationship of some kind. I would like to be your friend. I know that we have a lot of history to get past, but I really enjoyed our day today.”

Draco knew a peace offering when he saw one, but a part of him couldn’t help but press the opening to see if there was hope for more. “Harry, I really thought that I had ruined, what was one of the best days I have ever had. When you left, my failures where explained to me by both of my parents and one pissed off potions master.” Watching the strange emotions crossing the man’s face, he cautiously stood up and approached. He carefully put his hand on Harry’s shoulder. “I have spent my life believing the drivel that my parents and their associates fed to me. I did believe it, but part of me knew that it couldn’t be right. You were always beautiful to me. You were always coming out ahead. You won our duel, you could speak to snakes, you were better at Quidditch. I mean how could I look down on you, when you were clearly everything that anyone could hope to be. When you took out the dark lord, you were pure poetry. I watched you. I saw the regret on your face when you killed him. I was suddenly reminded of how out of place this all was. You weren’t born to kill, you were born to love, and to be loved. It was all taken away in a blink of the eye, and one prophesy.”

Harry had no idea how to respond. He wanted to say something, but found himself at a loss. He smiled weakly at the man standing next to him and squeezed the hand on his shoulder.

Draco knew that he was pushing things, but with the information he had gleaned from Snape, he felt he was well armed. He moved himself in front of the man, and gracefully slid onto Harry’s lap. “I know that you pointed out that we would be in a bad position if we had sex and it didn’t work out, but what if it did. I have seen at least an inkling of what you have to offer, and I am more than interested.” To further illustrate his point he ran his hand over Harry’s length between their bodies. He couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of touching his husband this way. Nothing in his imagination had prepared him for how incredible it was to feel the man beneath him shudder with the sensation. “I want you. I want to feel this...” he once again ran his hand over the now erect organ. “If I were to be honest, I would have to admit that I want you to claim me. I want you to take me and make me yours. I want you to make love to me and allow me to fantasize that you could someday love me, the way I love you.” He touched Harry’s lips with his own tentatively. “I do love you.”

To say that Harry was shocked, would have been a massive understatement. He felt totally undone. It wasn’t at all what he had expected, and he couldn’t think at the moment about all the repercussions. What he did know, was that this beautiful person had said that he wanted him. He couldn’t stop his body from responding, and he didn’t want to. He pulled Draco down so he could claim his lips in a passionate kiss. He felt like electricity was running though him. He stood up with the blond clinging to him and carried his husband to the bed. Laying him carefully onto the four poster, he stroked the pale body as he divested it of clothing. He shed his own without much thought, but one look into lustful grey eyes, made him quiver.

Draco could only think that he was graced by the gods. Harry was perfect. He spread his legs like a willing sacrifice. It was pure heaven when he felt the other man’s lips caress every part of his body. It felt like sparks where flying off of him as the man of his dreams kissed down his chest.

Harry slid between Draco’s open thighs, delighting in the incredible feeling of skin on skin contact. He slowly worked his way down Draco’s delectable body. Stopping to nibble on his pink nipples and to probe into his belly button. Mesmerized, he followed the thin line of blond hair down to his perfect leaking cock . Taking a deep breath, he swallowed it whole. Delighting in the sounds that the aristocratic blond made, he reached his hand lower and lightly caressed the skin behind his balls. He couldn’t help but moan deep in his throat when the man he was trying to please, thrust a small vial into his hand. Never letting his mouth rest he opened the vial and coated his fingers. He slowly pressed one finger into the writhing blond. He moved it cautiously until it moved freely, and then introduced another.

Draco spread his legs even wider to give the man he loved better access. He had had many partners over the years, but none of them had ever made him feel this good, this needed, this worshipped. His hands found their way down to twist in that thick, incredibly soft mess of raven hair. He couldn’t help but arch his back and cry out when the fingers that were preparing him, brushed against his prostate. His breathing was ragged and he knew he couldn’t take much more of this sweet torture. His fingers tightened in the hair they were buried in and he pulled the man’s head from his crotch. “Please!” His voice didn’t have any power behind it, but his husband nodded and crawled back up his body to take his lips in a frantic kiss.

He took a deep breath when he felt the large blunt head of Harry’s cock pushing against him, and then all thoughts of breathing were gone as he was filled. There was some pain as he had never been stretched this much. The body above him stopped to let him adjust with every inch until he could feel soft balls resting against his skin. He looked up at the man above him only to get lost in emerald green eyes looking at him with an unidentifiable emotion. This was almost more than Draco could take. He was totally connected to and filled by this incredible creature. When he felt slow withdrawal, he almost wept with the intensity of the feeling, only to cry out in bliss on the next inward thrust. “Oh Merlin! Please...yes yes harder!”

Harry wasted no time acquiescing to the request. He plunged in the incredible tight heat of Draco’s body, moaning at the sensation. He didn’t want to hurt the man, but he was finding control difficult as the blond writhed and begged to be fucked harder. He grabbed the pale hips and began a harsh pace attempting to hit Draco’s prostate with each thrust. Knowing they were both close he moved a hand to brace himself and moved the other to stroke Draco’s leaking erection. It only took a moment for them both to scream out their completion. Harry carefully rolled onto his side, and pulled Draco into his arms.


A/N Thank you for the response
Vittani, I had a hard time coming up with a suitable come back for Harry, I am glad you liked it. Heidi, I loved the snake house idea, unfortunately, Harry is a stubborn bastard. Sheree, I am not sure where you got the idea that Harry and Snape were flirting, it was not my intention. I agree that the Malfoys and Snape are largely responsible for Draco’s attitudes and habits. I had planned on a scene that explained the obvious hypocritical behavior, but I am not sure if I am going to include it. I would like for you to continue reading the story, but obviously only you can decide if it is a waste of your time. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. JS, I hope this chapter helps with some of the issues that you brought up. Thank you for taking the time to let me know what you think. Moyima, I am very glad that you like it. Lady Lynn, thank you for sticking with me. Ladynight, thank you for your revue. You are of course right about the Malfoys. Miss Lesley, Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on the story. You are right about Harry knowing what he was getting into, and that Draco should be allowed his own personality and opinions. vibora, Thanks for sticking with this story. rebel_mistress, Draco is definitely not being treated fairly and Harry is stupid to believe that he doesn’t have to try to make things work. Amessis, I feel bad for Draco too. I am hoping this chapter will help :)