Avenue Q series
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
2,066
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3
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Loud
Avenue Q Series
Title: You Can Be Loud
Author: lildove42
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: H/D, R/Herm
Length: 519 words
Summary: War. You can be as loud as the hell you want when you’re making love.
Disclaimer: So the characters belong to JK Rowling and the series is based on songs from the musical Avenue Q.
A/N: beta’d by ninjette72 who is my draco’s story writing goddess
Harry fumbled with the dofinafinally cursing and kicking it in, struggling to keep an intoxicated Draco from draping across him. Stumbling to Harry’s bed, the two collapsed in a heap of whispered promises and frantic kisses.
Draco was drunk and Harry was reaping the benefits. Their night on the town in London had proved quite profitable, as they had taken in a band, had some loud conversation, andibedibed quite a bit of muggle alcohol.
Draco, unused to the muggle liquor, had become quite inebriated and pliable. He oozed slowly into Harry's lap from his own seat at the table, curling himself around the other boy. Everyone else watched with raised eyebrows, but were hushed with one sharp glance from Harry.
The blond had begun kissing Harry as they left for home. He had whispered hot words in his ear, telling him all the things he was going to do to him when they managed to reach the privacy of their bedroom. And true to his word, Draco had immediately relieved Harry of his cloak upon entering the door, not to their room but of the house in general, and, oblivious of their audience, roughly shoved him against the wall kissing in a way that knocked even the verbose painting of Mrs. Black speechless.
****
Remus set a cup of tea on the table and eased into a chair. He looked around at the others, some of whom were blushing, others fixated on their own cups. Finally, he laughed.
Several heads shot up. Snape looked disdainfully at him. “What, pray tell, is so amusing, Lupin?”
“Oh come off it, Snape. They’re young. They’re facing something that no one their age should have to deal with. Besides, it’s not like they’re at a play or in the library oythiything. There are no rules about being quiet when you have sex,” Sirius said matter-of-factly.
To the corner of the kitchen and coming from the ceiling was the frantic “ahhhh” of a distinctly Hermione-like voice followed by a muffled “fuck” from a tenor that quite matched Ron’s.
Snape rolled his eyes and several other members harrumphed in response. As if to further emphasize Sirius’ remarks, a resound thud came from directly above them followed by a “Merlin…yes!”
Remus looked at Snape and said pointedly, “Is it their noise that bothers you or the fact that your precious Draco is with Harry?”
Snape’s face paled as he stood and excused himself from the room. Molly Weasley looked around and offered a weak smile. “I think I’ll just make another spot of tea…perhaps we ought to…”
Remus interrupted, “I’m not telling them to quiet down.”
The thumping and grinding of bed against wall and floor was interrupted with a frantic shout. “You can’t put your finger there…put your finger there!”
Eyes met across the table, and the adults gave up, embarrassed sniggers escaping from several of them. After all, there was a war on, just as their had been years before. And thinking back on it, weren’t most of the very kids upstairs a result of some heated meetings during that war?
Title: You Can Be Loud
Author: lildove42
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: H/D, R/Herm
Length: 519 words
Summary: War. You can be as loud as the hell you want when you’re making love.
Disclaimer: So the characters belong to JK Rowling and the series is based on songs from the musical Avenue Q.
A/N: beta’d by ninjette72 who is my draco’s story writing goddess
Harry fumbled with the dofinafinally cursing and kicking it in, struggling to keep an intoxicated Draco from draping across him. Stumbling to Harry’s bed, the two collapsed in a heap of whispered promises and frantic kisses.
Draco was drunk and Harry was reaping the benefits. Their night on the town in London had proved quite profitable, as they had taken in a band, had some loud conversation, andibedibed quite a bit of muggle alcohol.
Draco, unused to the muggle liquor, had become quite inebriated and pliable. He oozed slowly into Harry's lap from his own seat at the table, curling himself around the other boy. Everyone else watched with raised eyebrows, but were hushed with one sharp glance from Harry.
The blond had begun kissing Harry as they left for home. He had whispered hot words in his ear, telling him all the things he was going to do to him when they managed to reach the privacy of their bedroom. And true to his word, Draco had immediately relieved Harry of his cloak upon entering the door, not to their room but of the house in general, and, oblivious of their audience, roughly shoved him against the wall kissing in a way that knocked even the verbose painting of Mrs. Black speechless.
****
Remus set a cup of tea on the table and eased into a chair. He looked around at the others, some of whom were blushing, others fixated on their own cups. Finally, he laughed.
Several heads shot up. Snape looked disdainfully at him. “What, pray tell, is so amusing, Lupin?”
“Oh come off it, Snape. They’re young. They’re facing something that no one their age should have to deal with. Besides, it’s not like they’re at a play or in the library oythiything. There are no rules about being quiet when you have sex,” Sirius said matter-of-factly.
To the corner of the kitchen and coming from the ceiling was the frantic “ahhhh” of a distinctly Hermione-like voice followed by a muffled “fuck” from a tenor that quite matched Ron’s.
Snape rolled his eyes and several other members harrumphed in response. As if to further emphasize Sirius’ remarks, a resound thud came from directly above them followed by a “Merlin…yes!”
Remus looked at Snape and said pointedly, “Is it their noise that bothers you or the fact that your precious Draco is with Harry?”
Snape’s face paled as he stood and excused himself from the room. Molly Weasley looked around and offered a weak smile. “I think I’ll just make another spot of tea…perhaps we ought to…”
Remus interrupted, “I’m not telling them to quiet down.”
The thumping and grinding of bed against wall and floor was interrupted with a frantic shout. “You can’t put your finger there…put your finger there!”
Eyes met across the table, and the adults gave up, embarrassed sniggers escaping from several of them. After all, there was a war on, just as their had been years before. And thinking back on it, weren’t most of the very kids upstairs a result of some heated meetings during that war?