Summer with Draco

Chapter Seven:

Harry and Draco got up and headed to Harry’s room to retrieve the book. Draco was expecting the room to be bedecked in Gryffindor Red and Gold, but was pleasantly surprised to see it was actually done in tasteful shades of dark green and black. It as a very warm, comfortable room. Draco felt instantly at home in here.

One wall of the room had a very large book case, full to over flowing with books of many natures, from novels, to research, to school books. It was apparent that Harry had become more serious about learning, and that he had probably turned into more of a book love than Hermione Granger.

There was also a small writing desk, with scrolls and ink spread across the surface. A comfortable sofa was along a portion of one wall, and two large chairs sat in front of the fire. But the thing that drew Draco’s attention the most, was the very large four poster bed, with green bed hangings and bedding. Draco had to pull himself out of a fantasy of him and Harry sprawled on that bed, in each others arms.

Harry had crossed the room to the book case and turned to Draco.

“I keep my favorite books in here, because I always study and research more in here. This is my favorite room. It used to be Sirius’s room.” He explained.

He leaned down to look at the bottom shelf, and Draco took the opportunity to check out his very nice arse.

“Hmmm…I know it’s here. Draco, why don’t you make yourself comfortable. I think I misplaced that book.”

Draco sat on Harry’s bed and watched him search for the book. He couldn’t help admire him. He had a beautiful body, and Draco longed to run his hands over it, and feel Harry press up against him.

“Ah ha! Here it is!” said Harry, triumphantly. He turned to Draco, and stopped short. Draco had a very unguarded, hungry look on his face, and it was aimed at him.

He dropped the book, and in two short strides had Draco in his arms, kissing him hungrily.

“Ohhh, gods..” moaned Draco.

“Harry answered with a moan of his own, and pressed closer to Draco, his erection bumping into Draco’s own swelling manhood.

The feeling made both of them gasp in pleasure, and as one, ground there erections together.

Draco pulled from the kiss to nibble on Harry’s neck, and Harry put his hands on Draco’s arse to pull him as close as they could get to each other. They ground together harder, for several more moments, until Harry felt his orgasm approaching. He pulled Draco into another searing kiss and started thrusting feverishly, bringing himself to completing, cumming in his pants, calling Draco’s name. Draco was not far behind, with a shuddering gasp, and whispering Harry’s name. They collapsed on the floor, in a tangle of sweaty sticky limbs, completely satisfied.

After they rested a few minutes, Draco performed a cleaning spell on the both of them.

“Well, there goes taking it slow and getting to know one another better, Harry.” said Draco, with a smirk.

Harry chuckled before replying.

“You looked so bloody hot staring at me like that. I don’t think anybody has looked at me like that, not even Seamus. I couldn’t resist you. So, it’s your fault.”

“My fault? I was just sitting there like you told me to do! How was it my fault?” asked Draco, indigent.

“Well. With you looking so fuck-able, I couldn’t resist. I can not be held responsible for my actions with such a hot, young stud in my company. Therefore, it is your fault.”

Draco just blinked at him, before breaking out in uncontrollable laughter.

“You are something else Harry Potter. I don’t know anybody who would come up with something like that. Your right. Since I am so bloody gorgeous, it is all my fault. Be forewarned. I will use that excuse for my benefit sometime soon, and you can’t stop me.”

They lay laughing on the floor a bit longer, but soon, they realized that they needed a shower. Scourgify just doesn’t cut it with semen and sweat.

“Let’s use my bath, it’s bigger.” suggested Harry.

“You want to take a bath together?” asked Draco, surprised.

“Sure. Why not? It’s not like we have to be shy around each other. We did just rub each other off.” reasoned Harry.

“Good point. Let’s go.”

As they walked into Harry’s enormous bathroom, Draco summoned a change of cloths for himself.

The bath was HUGE! The tub itself was about half the size of the prefects bathroom. There was a separate shower area, with 3 shower heads, and a large room off of the rest of the bathroom, with a vanity and sink.

Seeing Draco look around Harry commented:

“I actually had this added on. The bathroom was standard size when I got the house. It’s my only real indulgence in the house. I got spoiled by the bathrooms at Hogwarts.”

“It’s very nice. I like it.”

Harry got one of the showers going and turned to see Draco slowly undressing.

The hungry look in Harry’s eyes, pointed right at him, made his cock swell, and gave him an idea of what Harry felt when a similar look was directed at him. Draco knew then that they would not be getting any studying done this night. Not that he minded of course. Not with Harry Potter looking at him like that.

He continued to slowly remove his cloths, revealing milky white skin to the extremely aroused Gryffindor in front of him.

When he was finally shed of his cloths, Harry started forward to pull Draco in his arms, but Draco stepped out of the dark haired teens grasp.

“Ah ah ah.. Not until you are starkers too. I’m not going to be the only one with no cloths on.” Scolded Draco.

Harry pouted for a moment, then quickly shed his cloths and pulled Draco to him. He kissed him passionately before pulling him to the thickly carpeted floor of the bathroom.


He proceeded to kiss his way slowly down Draco’s beautiful body, stopping to nibble on a nipple, until it was hard, and he had Draco moaning his name. The then moved on to the other one. Once they were hard pebbles, he ran his tongue down his chest until he got to his naval, which he then started tongue fucking it, making Draco buck in his arms, gasping with pleasure.

“I take it you like that then?” asked a smirking Harry, filing this information away for the future.

“Yes! Please don’t stop Harry!”

Harry had no intention of stopping, so he moved further down the Slytherin’s body, and kissed the inside of his thigh, ignoring the large, throbbing erection in front of him.

“Oh gods Harry, don’t tease me!” gasped Draco, wiggling on the floor. Harry put his hands on Draco’s hips to stop his movements. Only when he stilled did Harry continue. He resumed by kissing his other thigh, and when Draco opened his legs to give him further access, the ventured down towards the pink, puckered hole. Harry licked it experimentally. He was rewarded with Draco gasping and bucking on the floor.

“More…oh gods, please don’t stop Harry! That feels so fucking good!”

Harry smiled, then circled the hole with his tongue, then plunged his tongue in the hole, making Draco writhe in his arms.

He soon developed a rhythm, and tongue fucked Draco’s hole, while grasping Draco’s neglected erection, pumping it with the same pace as his tongue. When he realized that Draco was near completion, he moved his hand down to his balls and stroked the perineum until he felt the balls draw up. He removed his tongue from Draco’s hole and completely engulfed Draco’s cock with his mouth, moments before his orgasm, swallowing every drop of his seed.

He moved up to lay on Draco, watching him as he recovered from his orgasm.

“Merlin Harry! I don’t think I’ve ever had a better rim job.” he panted.

“Glad you liked. Mmmm. You taste good.” He replied, before kissing Draco gently.

“We never got in the shower, the hot water is probably almost gone by now.” said Draco, after they ended the kiss.

“Nope. The water is charmed to stay at the desired water temperature. Want to get in now?”

“I want to return the favor first.” He grinned, before flipping the surprised Harry over.

Needless to say, it was a good while before they finally got in the shower.

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Harry and Draco ended up in Harry’s bed about two hours later, curled up in each others arms.

“Guess I’ll start on the book tomorrow. I’m exhausted.”

“That’s what happens after great sex.” leered and equally exhausted, but satisfied Harry.

“Oh shut you prat, and go to sleep.”

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The next morning, Harry woke up warm and comfortable. He opened his eyes and saw that his comfortable state was due to the fact that he was currently snuggled in the arms of his lover. He sighed with happiness and snuggled deeper in to the embrace. He took the opportunity to study Draco’s face. Draco was a very beautiful man, but still managed to look masculine at the same time. His pale features made his eyelashes stand out against his skin. Harry suddenly realized that he was falling headfirst in love with Draco Malfoy, and he didn’t care in the least. He was due for some happiness. Sod what anybody else thought.

Draco stirred slightly. Harry wondered if it was because he could tell he was being stared at. He opened his eyes to find Harry looking at him intently.

“Morning Harry. Have you been staring at me?”

“Yup.” Guess he COULD tell he was being stared at. Hmmm. Interesting.

“Okay.” Draco knew he was bloody handsome. He didn’t mind people looking at him.

“Want to get something to eat? I’m starving.” said Draco.

“Yes. I need some coffee. Wonder what time it is.”

“Half past eight.” replied Draco, after a quick glance at his watch.

“Good. Dobby will have breakfast ready by now.”

They reluctantly got out of bed and got dresses. Harry noticed the animagus book on the floor and retrieved it for Draco.

“Here Draco. We sort of got sidetracked last night. You should start reading this today, so we can get started on your animagus training. Once you read this, we can perform the spell to determine what animagus form you will take.”

Unfortunately, you can’t decide what animal form you will take on. The spell looks into your soul, and determines what form you get, from what it finds inside you. Harry had often wondered why his parents didn’t get a clue about Pettigrew’s character when they found out his animagus form was a rat. Seemed pretty obvious to Harry.

“Thanks Harry. As long as I am not a ferret, I will be happy.” he said, looking completely serious.

Harry just stared at him, wondering if he should laugh or not.

After looking back at Harry a long moment, Draco burst out laughing.

“You should see your face Harry! It’s priceless!”

“That was mean Draco! I didn’t know how you felt about the matter now. You were pretty pissed off when it happened!” said Harry, laughing himself.

“Well, yes I was. But now I can look in it and laugh, but I was mortified by it at the time. My worst enemies, seeing me turned into a rodent and bounced down the hallway.” explained Draco, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes.

“Come on, lets get something to eat.” said Harry, after he was done laughing.

They went downstairs, and sure enough, Dobby had breakfast ready, along with plenty of coffee. Harry made a beeline for the coffee, and had downed his first cup before he noticed the two owls waiting for him on the windowsill.

They had a letter from Ron and Hermione, who had moved into a flat together after school, and the Daily Prophet. Harry took the letter and handed the paper to Draco. Harry didn’t subscribe to the Daily Prophet, so it must be Draco’s.

The letter from Ron and Mione was very confusing. What happened? Why was Hermione telling him to think rationally before attempting to kill Seamus? He looked up at Draco, who looked shocked. He was staring at the Daily Prophet, and Harry got a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

“What does it say? What did Seamus do?” he demanded.

When Draco didn’t answer, Harry snatched the paper from his hands and looked at it in growing horror.


Seamus had done the unthinkable. He had gone to the media with Harry’s secrets. It was one of Harry’s fears: the Wizarding World knowing Harry’s personal information.

The Headline read:

The Boy Who Lived-Gay?

And below that:

Former lover of The Boy Who Lived tells all in an exclusive Interview.

////Thank you Salazire for the idea. I wasn’t sure what I was going to have Seamus do in retaliation. This was one of my ideas, but when you suggested it, I realized it would make a good story line.////


Harry didn’t bother reading the article. He threw down the paper and ran to the nearest fireplace and floo’d to Seamus’s house, leaving a stunned Draco behind.


tbc

Sorry for the long update time. RL has been a bitch. I was also encountering a writing block, but was finally able to get enough for a halfway decent sized chapter. I have a question: Would you rather have updates more often, with smaller chapters, or fewer updates with longer chapters? Let me know in your reviews, or emails. Majority will rule. ladyblaze251@wmconnect.com