Harry Potter and The Serpent King (BP5)
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Made Flesh
Chapter Number/Total: 7/52
Chapter Title: Made Flesh
Words: 3122 Words
Draco was sitting on the carpet in the main sitting room, Valen lying on a blanket in front of him. "So, you are doing very well with holding your head up," he told his child. "Today's game is rolling over."
Valen burbled and looked at him, head wobbling as he indeed held it up and stared at his father.
Draco reached down and gently rolled the infant onto his back. "Now, you tuck your arm down to your side like this ...." he explained, moving his son's arm into position. "Then you throw your weight toward that direction, and it helps to use the leg like this." He took the leg on the other side and crossed, gently tipping the child over until he rolled onto his stomach.
Valen squeaked loudly and happily.
"See, that worked well," Draco said. "Let's try it together a few times and then you can try it on your own."
Out in the entrance hall, Harry appeared with the rest of the Weasley family. Two house-elves arrived to take the cloaks of the very subdued, red-eyed group. If the other funerals Harry had attended had been hard, this one had been a thousand times worse. There was not a family in the world who Harry thought didn't deserve this more.
He told the elves to prepare lunch for everyone and he, along with Hermione and Fleur, ushered the family through the house to the sitting room. Harry gave Draco a small smile when he set eyes on him and then helped Mrs Weasley to sit down before sitting himself on the floor next to his husband.
Draco gave Harry a sad smile as he looked at him. He reached over and took his husband's hand. Valen squeaked again and began pushing hard against the blanket beneath him. Draco looked back just in time to watch his son roll onto his back.
Harry's eyes grew rather wide. "Did you - did he just?" he spluttered, staring at his tiny little son. Valen was squeaking and burbling loudly and happily.
Draco laughed. "Brilliant son!" he told the baby.
Harry was staring wide-eyed and he let out an amazed laugh. Even Mrs Weasley, who seemed rather far-away, gave a watery smile.
"What happened?" asked George, who hadn't said much of anything all day long.
"Valen rolled over," Draco said, beaming at his son.
Harry was beaming as well, and Valen reminded him that happy, good things still happened, even in the midst of absolute horridness.
There were very small, sad smiles around the room, but at least they were smiles.
Draco leaned over and kissed his husband. "I love you," he said softly.
Harry smiled gently as he kissed Draco back. "I love you, too," he whispered.
Draco squeezed his hand and was about to lean in for another kiss when Valen squealed loudly. He turned his head to the infant. "No one is ignoring you," he chided the baby. There were a few quiet laughs around the room as everyone seemed keen on watching the little family on the floor.
"I still can't believe that's your baby," said Ginny quietly as she, too, watched the three.
Harry looked up at her and gave a smile and a nod. "Mine and Draco's," he said. He'd forgotten that both Percy and Ginny hadn't been around at all while he'd been pregnant, and had spent a long while the previous few days explaining it to them. Percy had taken the news a bit strangely, reminding Harry much of Ron when he'd first found out Harry was pregnant, though Percy was much stiffer about it, and it had taken much more explaining to get him to believe it. Ginny had taken it well enough, though was also disbelieving at first. She very much liked Valen though, and Harry thought she actually seemed a bit comforted by him.
Draco picked up the infant and cradled him against his chest, looking down into his green eyes. "Yes, you are ours, aren't you?" he said to the baby.
"Sorry we didn't tell you before," Harry said to Ginny, though he'd already told her that. "We didn't want it getting out." He didn't mention that the one person they'd most wanted to keep it from now knew about Valen. He hadn't mentioned it to anyone but Draco.
Draco looked up at Ginny too. "My condolences on your loss," he said, mostly to the room. Looking down at Valen and then back up, he asked, "Would you like to hold him again, Ginny?"
She smiled and nodded, holding her arms out. "Well, hello," she said to Valen once she had him. After staring at him for a few long moments, she looked over at Harry. "You know, now that I think about it, I saw you at Christmas," she said, looking confused. "You didn't seem-"
"I was pregnant then," Harry said, answering her before she could even get the question out. They really seemed never-ending, but he didn't mind answering them.
"But ... even if you were pregnant then ... it still wouldn't have been long enough to have a baby ...."
"It went fast," said Harry. "I was only pregnant, what? About five months?"
"Five months." Draco nodded. "And Valen is small, but healthy."
"And it was magic that did it," said Ginny, seeming glad to have something to talk about, even though much of this had already been explained. Everyone in the room seemed glad to have something to listen to too. Harry knew how they felt. It was easier to deal with pain when one wasn't focused entirely on it. He smiled crookedly. "Some sort of combination of my magic and some sort of magic from the Manor. It wanted a Malfoy heir, and thus, it allowed Draco to knock me up." He was trying to keep everyone smiling and was glad when there were a few more little laughs.
"And Harry wanted a baby." Draco smiled fondly at him.
Harry nodded. "Yes, and that," he said. "Although I wasn't aware I would be getting one so soon. I was fairly certain I would have a cat first." Everyone else didn't really understand the joke, but Harry grinned at Draco.
Draco snickered and nodded.
Ginny was looking down at Valen again. "He has your eyes," she said to Harry. "But, Merlin, he looks like you," she said to Draco.
"A combination of our seed and magic, apparently," Draco said.
Ginny smiled a bit crookedly herself and Fred and George couldn't resist grins.
Harry rolled his eyes slightly, but he smiled as well.
Draco shrugged, not embarrassed by the way Valen was made. He found it was one of the most amazing and powerful acts of magic of which he had ever heard.
"What's it like?" Ginny asked. Valen had grabbed a hold of one of her fingers.
"What? Being a father?" Harry asked.
Ginny nodded.
"It's ... brilliant," Harry said, smiling. "I can't even really explain it. Him rolling over just made my whole day."
Draco nodded, smiling proudly.
Ginny smiled. "He's one of the most adorable babies I've ever seen," she said. "And I'm not just saying that. Look at those eyes!"
Harry beamed again. He knew his son was gorgeous, but he liked it when others said so as well.
Draco looked at Percy. "He isn't registered at the Ministry for a good reason," he said to the man. Percy looked back at him.
Harry looked at Draco when he spoke and then at Percy as well. "You can't say anything about this," he said seriously. "It's for his protection that he's kept a secret."
Percy started a bit and then nodded quickly and jerkily. "Harry, I wouldn't - I mean I know that I've - I wouldn't tell anyone. I won't tell anyone."
"Very good," Draco said, "because we will register his birth when it is safe to do so and not before."
Harry nodded. "Thank you, Percy," he said.
Percy seemed relieved that Harry wasn't screaming at him or anything of that sort, and relaxed a little more.
One of the house-elves that had taken the cloaks earlier popped in suddenly. "Lunch be ready, Master Harry," it squeaked.
Harry gave it a smile and a nod. "Thank you," he said.
Valen was squirming and starting to make his fussing noises. Draco laughed. "Well, Valen is ready for lunch," he said.
"Oh," said Ginny with a small laugh as she held the squirming infant.
Harry smiled again and got to his feet. "I'll go feed him," he said, taking Valen from Ginny. "You lot can all go ahead."
Draco looked torn. He would've rather gone with Harry but he also knew he should be a proper host to their friends. He nodded, kissing his husband's cheek and his child's forehead before going to see to their guests.
***
May 1
Harry smiled sappily at Draco as he patted Valen lightly on his back, having just finished feeding him. His smile was so sappy in fact, Fred and George would have laughed simply at the sight of it, but he didn't care. The two of them were in one of the sitting rooms as Harry fed their son, and he was quite ready to have his husband all to himself on the day that they had first kissed. After everything that had happened with Charlie, it felt good to know they could take a day to be alone together.
Draco watched his husband and child, feeling like a total fool he was so in love. He wondered that it had now been a whole year since he'd first kissed Harry. It seemed like yesterday and yet so much had happened since then.
There was suddenly quite a loud burp coming from someone so small and Harry laughed. "Well, I think he's finished," he said happily to Draco, eyes bright.
"Good," Draco said with a laugh, standing up and taking the infant from him. "Come on with you," he told the child. "I want your Daddy Harry to myself for a while." They took the child to Fleur who had agreed to watch him.
Fleur took the baby cheerfully and Harry practically dragged Draco from the room, kissing him when they were in the hall.
Draco groaned, pulling his lover against him and returning the kiss passionately.
Harry moaned into Draco's mouth, arms tight around him as he slipped his tongue inside, vaguely wondering if they would even make it to their bedroom.
"Mmm," Draco hummed, sucking on his husband's tongue.
"Mmm," was definitely right, Harry thought as he made a similar noise.
Draco tried to concentrate, pulling back a moment and then looking into Harry's eyes. "To our room?" he asked.
Harry nodded, smiling goofily as he panted.
Draco Apparated them to their bathroom. Candlelight flickered off the tiles and the room was warm and scented, a bath drawn already.
Harry smiled softly around at the room, delighting in his husband's romantic ways. "You are utterly perfect," he whispered to him.
Draco pushed Harry against the tile wall and smirked down at him. "Is the kiss worth the kiss?" he asked, and then brought his mouth down over Harry's again.
Harry moaned softly as Draco kissed him, pushing fingers through his hair. "It's worth more than that," he whispered.
"That's good," Draco whispered, "because I want more than a kiss. Always have."
"You've got it all now," Harry whispered, and smiled. "And I promise I won't walk out of here this time claiming you're fucking mental."
"I agreed with you then," Draco said, chuckling and pressing his body against the other man's, his knee between his legs.
Harry hissed quietly. "Maybe you were," he said, a small smirk on his lips. "That was quite a risk to take."
Draco rotated his hips against Harry's and licked at his lips. "Very worth it," he whispered against them.
Harry hissed again and moaned. "Very, very," he agreed, pushing up against Draco.
Draco wound the fingers of his right hand into his lover's hair and nipped at his chin. "My love, my husband," he whispered.
"Yes," Harry said in answer, giving himself over to Draco as much as he had pushed him away exactly a year ago.
Draco licked and sucked at Harry's neck as he rotated his hips, rubbing his erection against his husband's leg.
Harry moaned yet again, tilting his head to make more room for Draco to suck at his sensitive skin. He wished they were back in the same bathroom at Hogwarts so that he could bend over a sink and offer himself in a way he most certainly had not when Draco had first kissed him.
"Strip us," Draco whispered in his ear.
Harry licked his lips, Draco's voice and the little puff of breath that accompanied his whisper sending a shiver down his spine. He ran hands over Draco's back until he was sliding them across smooth skin instead of fabric. "Mmm," he hummed at the feel, reluctant to pull his hands away to strip himself even, but he did and hissed with pleasure, their naked skin pressed together feeling more amazing than it seemed should be possible.
Harry's magic and his hands sent shivers down Draco's spine and then he was pressing their naked bodies together and groaning at the intensity of how he felt. His desire for Harry had not lessened in the slightest even after a year of sex every day, and he hoped it never did.
"Take me, Draco, please," Harry whispered, clutching at Draco's skin with his roaming hands. "I'm yours - right now; forever."
The blond moaned at Harry's words and grasped Harry's arse as he pressed his other knee between the man's legs, pushing them open.
Harry's legs opened wide with Draco's nudging, his cock twitching as he felt Draco's hands on him so near to where he wanted them.
Draco moaned as he felt their cocks press together between their bodies. "Put your arms and legs around me, Potter," he whispered, "because I am going to fuck you against the wall of this bathroom."
Harry felt like he was going to pass out, the impact of Draco's words was so strong. He flushed and his breath came quick. "Merlin, yes," he groaned, wrapping his arms around Draco's neck. He tried hoisting himself up, using Draco and the wall for support.
Draco's fingers dug into Harry's arse as he lifted him so that Harry could wrap his legs around his waist. Draco pressed him tightly to the wall. Moments like these, Draco wished he could do wandless magic. Once he had Harry in place, he held out a hand and Summoned the lube.
Harry rested his head back against the wall, the position he and Draco were in a complete and total turn-on. He stared at Draco's face through his lidded, lustful eyes, his heart beating quickly as he waited for Draco to fuck him, to take him, claim him, fuck him.
Draco watched Harry's face, his heart beating fast as he slicked his fingers and pressed them inside his lover.
"Fuck, yes," Harry hissed. "Fuck, yes." He didn't know how it was possible that this could still feel so good. Just as good as the first time - better than the first time.
"Going to fuck you, Potter," Draco whispered again. "Just the way I fantasised about doing that day a year ago. I wanted to shove you against the wall and fuck you." The blond positioned himself and thrust up, groaning loudly as he entered the other man.
Harry arched as best as he could against the wall, legs and arms tightening around Draco. "And now you can," he panted, squeezing the muscles in his arse around him. "You can shove that fucking gorgeous cock in me as far as it'll go." He moaned and whimpered.
"Oh, Gods," Draco gasped as he did just that, his body pressing Harry against the wall as he slid in deep. Gripping Harry's arse, he pulled back and thrust in again, feeling Harry's cock sliding against his belly as he did. "Yes, fucking you, Potter," he cried out.
"Fucking me," Harry responded, voice deep with intense arousal. "Fuck me, Malfoy. I want you. I want your cock in me like this."
"Yes, yes, my cock in your arse," Draco growled. "Inside you deep." He thrust harder, faster, sweating with the effort of fucking and holding Harry.
Being in the hot room and simply because he was having sex, Harry was sweating as well, his hair sticking to his forehead. He kept eyes focused on Draco the entire time as he panted and moaned and whispered filthy words to the gorgeous man, getting closer with every thrust.
"Fucking you deep, so that you can feel me all the way inside you," Draco continued to gasp and talk, desire and emotions taking control as he remembered how he'd felt before Harry was his. "Wanted you, always wanted you," he growled. "Now you want me too!"
"More than anything," Harry gasped. "Want you more than anything. You own me, Draco Malfoy. You completely won me. Completely."
"Mine," Draco growled again, getting close and feeling Harry's magic crackling over him as he thrust faster.
"Yours," Harry gasped, gritting his teeth as his orgasm approached. After a few more delicious thrusts from Draco, he was coming between them, his head thrown back as he cried out in ecstasy.
"Fuck, yes!" Draco gasped. "Mine!" He came hard, filling his lover and pressing him tighter against the wall, his own face pressed against the side of Harry's and into that thick dark hair. He trembled, his body shuddering with the orgasm and magic as his heart swelled with joy.
Harry let out little sighing whimpers as he remained pressed tightly to the wall, his chest heaving. "Yours," he whispered, his eyes shut and a sated smile on his face.
"Yes," Draco said, panting and rubbing his face against Harry's. "I love you," he continued. "It feels so good it almost hurts. To love you any more would be impossible, and yet I feel like I love you more everyday."
Harry's smile grew and he wished he could express his feelings even half as well as Draco could. Draco's words made him feel like the most loved, important person in the entire world. He felt he might burst with it. "I don't know how to tell you how much I love you," he whispered. "I feel like there's no way. It's impossible."
"I feel it in your body, in your magic," Draco said, pulling his face back enough to look at him. "It's in your eyes and in your smile. And it's made flesh in Valen."
Chapter Title: Made Flesh
Words: 3122 Words
Draco was sitting on the carpet in the main sitting room, Valen lying on a blanket in front of him. "So, you are doing very well with holding your head up," he told his child. "Today's game is rolling over."
Valen burbled and looked at him, head wobbling as he indeed held it up and stared at his father.
Draco reached down and gently rolled the infant onto his back. "Now, you tuck your arm down to your side like this ...." he explained, moving his son's arm into position. "Then you throw your weight toward that direction, and it helps to use the leg like this." He took the leg on the other side and crossed, gently tipping the child over until he rolled onto his stomach.
Valen squeaked loudly and happily.
"See, that worked well," Draco said. "Let's try it together a few times and then you can try it on your own."
Out in the entrance hall, Harry appeared with the rest of the Weasley family. Two house-elves arrived to take the cloaks of the very subdued, red-eyed group. If the other funerals Harry had attended had been hard, this one had been a thousand times worse. There was not a family in the world who Harry thought didn't deserve this more.
He told the elves to prepare lunch for everyone and he, along with Hermione and Fleur, ushered the family through the house to the sitting room. Harry gave Draco a small smile when he set eyes on him and then helped Mrs Weasley to sit down before sitting himself on the floor next to his husband.
Draco gave Harry a sad smile as he looked at him. He reached over and took his husband's hand. Valen squeaked again and began pushing hard against the blanket beneath him. Draco looked back just in time to watch his son roll onto his back.
Harry's eyes grew rather wide. "Did you - did he just?" he spluttered, staring at his tiny little son. Valen was squeaking and burbling loudly and happily.
Draco laughed. "Brilliant son!" he told the baby.
Harry was staring wide-eyed and he let out an amazed laugh. Even Mrs Weasley, who seemed rather far-away, gave a watery smile.
"What happened?" asked George, who hadn't said much of anything all day long.
"Valen rolled over," Draco said, beaming at his son.
Harry was beaming as well, and Valen reminded him that happy, good things still happened, even in the midst of absolute horridness.
There were very small, sad smiles around the room, but at least they were smiles.
Draco leaned over and kissed his husband. "I love you," he said softly.
Harry smiled gently as he kissed Draco back. "I love you, too," he whispered.
Draco squeezed his hand and was about to lean in for another kiss when Valen squealed loudly. He turned his head to the infant. "No one is ignoring you," he chided the baby. There were a few quiet laughs around the room as everyone seemed keen on watching the little family on the floor.
"I still can't believe that's your baby," said Ginny quietly as she, too, watched the three.
Harry looked up at her and gave a smile and a nod. "Mine and Draco's," he said. He'd forgotten that both Percy and Ginny hadn't been around at all while he'd been pregnant, and had spent a long while the previous few days explaining it to them. Percy had taken the news a bit strangely, reminding Harry much of Ron when he'd first found out Harry was pregnant, though Percy was much stiffer about it, and it had taken much more explaining to get him to believe it. Ginny had taken it well enough, though was also disbelieving at first. She very much liked Valen though, and Harry thought she actually seemed a bit comforted by him.
Draco picked up the infant and cradled him against his chest, looking down into his green eyes. "Yes, you are ours, aren't you?" he said to the baby.
"Sorry we didn't tell you before," Harry said to Ginny, though he'd already told her that. "We didn't want it getting out." He didn't mention that the one person they'd most wanted to keep it from now knew about Valen. He hadn't mentioned it to anyone but Draco.
Draco looked up at Ginny too. "My condolences on your loss," he said, mostly to the room. Looking down at Valen and then back up, he asked, "Would you like to hold him again, Ginny?"
She smiled and nodded, holding her arms out. "Well, hello," she said to Valen once she had him. After staring at him for a few long moments, she looked over at Harry. "You know, now that I think about it, I saw you at Christmas," she said, looking confused. "You didn't seem-"
"I was pregnant then," Harry said, answering her before she could even get the question out. They really seemed never-ending, but he didn't mind answering them.
"But ... even if you were pregnant then ... it still wouldn't have been long enough to have a baby ...."
"It went fast," said Harry. "I was only pregnant, what? About five months?"
"Five months." Draco nodded. "And Valen is small, but healthy."
"And it was magic that did it," said Ginny, seeming glad to have something to talk about, even though much of this had already been explained. Everyone in the room seemed glad to have something to listen to too. Harry knew how they felt. It was easier to deal with pain when one wasn't focused entirely on it. He smiled crookedly. "Some sort of combination of my magic and some sort of magic from the Manor. It wanted a Malfoy heir, and thus, it allowed Draco to knock me up." He was trying to keep everyone smiling and was glad when there were a few more little laughs.
"And Harry wanted a baby." Draco smiled fondly at him.
Harry nodded. "Yes, and that," he said. "Although I wasn't aware I would be getting one so soon. I was fairly certain I would have a cat first." Everyone else didn't really understand the joke, but Harry grinned at Draco.
Draco snickered and nodded.
Ginny was looking down at Valen again. "He has your eyes," she said to Harry. "But, Merlin, he looks like you," she said to Draco.
"A combination of our seed and magic, apparently," Draco said.
Ginny smiled a bit crookedly herself and Fred and George couldn't resist grins.
Harry rolled his eyes slightly, but he smiled as well.
Draco shrugged, not embarrassed by the way Valen was made. He found it was one of the most amazing and powerful acts of magic of which he had ever heard.
"What's it like?" Ginny asked. Valen had grabbed a hold of one of her fingers.
"What? Being a father?" Harry asked.
Ginny nodded.
"It's ... brilliant," Harry said, smiling. "I can't even really explain it. Him rolling over just made my whole day."
Draco nodded, smiling proudly.
Ginny smiled. "He's one of the most adorable babies I've ever seen," she said. "And I'm not just saying that. Look at those eyes!"
Harry beamed again. He knew his son was gorgeous, but he liked it when others said so as well.
Draco looked at Percy. "He isn't registered at the Ministry for a good reason," he said to the man. Percy looked back at him.
Harry looked at Draco when he spoke and then at Percy as well. "You can't say anything about this," he said seriously. "It's for his protection that he's kept a secret."
Percy started a bit and then nodded quickly and jerkily. "Harry, I wouldn't - I mean I know that I've - I wouldn't tell anyone. I won't tell anyone."
"Very good," Draco said, "because we will register his birth when it is safe to do so and not before."
Harry nodded. "Thank you, Percy," he said.
Percy seemed relieved that Harry wasn't screaming at him or anything of that sort, and relaxed a little more.
One of the house-elves that had taken the cloaks earlier popped in suddenly. "Lunch be ready, Master Harry," it squeaked.
Harry gave it a smile and a nod. "Thank you," he said.
Valen was squirming and starting to make his fussing noises. Draco laughed. "Well, Valen is ready for lunch," he said.
"Oh," said Ginny with a small laugh as she held the squirming infant.
Harry smiled again and got to his feet. "I'll go feed him," he said, taking Valen from Ginny. "You lot can all go ahead."
Draco looked torn. He would've rather gone with Harry but he also knew he should be a proper host to their friends. He nodded, kissing his husband's cheek and his child's forehead before going to see to their guests.
***
May 1
Harry smiled sappily at Draco as he patted Valen lightly on his back, having just finished feeding him. His smile was so sappy in fact, Fred and George would have laughed simply at the sight of it, but he didn't care. The two of them were in one of the sitting rooms as Harry fed their son, and he was quite ready to have his husband all to himself on the day that they had first kissed. After everything that had happened with Charlie, it felt good to know they could take a day to be alone together.
Draco watched his husband and child, feeling like a total fool he was so in love. He wondered that it had now been a whole year since he'd first kissed Harry. It seemed like yesterday and yet so much had happened since then.
There was suddenly quite a loud burp coming from someone so small and Harry laughed. "Well, I think he's finished," he said happily to Draco, eyes bright.
"Good," Draco said with a laugh, standing up and taking the infant from him. "Come on with you," he told the child. "I want your Daddy Harry to myself for a while." They took the child to Fleur who had agreed to watch him.
Fleur took the baby cheerfully and Harry practically dragged Draco from the room, kissing him when they were in the hall.
Draco groaned, pulling his lover against him and returning the kiss passionately.
Harry moaned into Draco's mouth, arms tight around him as he slipped his tongue inside, vaguely wondering if they would even make it to their bedroom.
"Mmm," Draco hummed, sucking on his husband's tongue.
"Mmm," was definitely right, Harry thought as he made a similar noise.
Draco tried to concentrate, pulling back a moment and then looking into Harry's eyes. "To our room?" he asked.
Harry nodded, smiling goofily as he panted.
Draco Apparated them to their bathroom. Candlelight flickered off the tiles and the room was warm and scented, a bath drawn already.
Harry smiled softly around at the room, delighting in his husband's romantic ways. "You are utterly perfect," he whispered to him.
Draco pushed Harry against the tile wall and smirked down at him. "Is the kiss worth the kiss?" he asked, and then brought his mouth down over Harry's again.
Harry moaned softly as Draco kissed him, pushing fingers through his hair. "It's worth more than that," he whispered.
"That's good," Draco whispered, "because I want more than a kiss. Always have."
"You've got it all now," Harry whispered, and smiled. "And I promise I won't walk out of here this time claiming you're fucking mental."
"I agreed with you then," Draco said, chuckling and pressing his body against the other man's, his knee between his legs.
Harry hissed quietly. "Maybe you were," he said, a small smirk on his lips. "That was quite a risk to take."
Draco rotated his hips against Harry's and licked at his lips. "Very worth it," he whispered against them.
Harry hissed again and moaned. "Very, very," he agreed, pushing up against Draco.
Draco wound the fingers of his right hand into his lover's hair and nipped at his chin. "My love, my husband," he whispered.
"Yes," Harry said in answer, giving himself over to Draco as much as he had pushed him away exactly a year ago.
Draco licked and sucked at Harry's neck as he rotated his hips, rubbing his erection against his husband's leg.
Harry moaned yet again, tilting his head to make more room for Draco to suck at his sensitive skin. He wished they were back in the same bathroom at Hogwarts so that he could bend over a sink and offer himself in a way he most certainly had not when Draco had first kissed him.
"Strip us," Draco whispered in his ear.
Harry licked his lips, Draco's voice and the little puff of breath that accompanied his whisper sending a shiver down his spine. He ran hands over Draco's back until he was sliding them across smooth skin instead of fabric. "Mmm," he hummed at the feel, reluctant to pull his hands away to strip himself even, but he did and hissed with pleasure, their naked skin pressed together feeling more amazing than it seemed should be possible.
Harry's magic and his hands sent shivers down Draco's spine and then he was pressing their naked bodies together and groaning at the intensity of how he felt. His desire for Harry had not lessened in the slightest even after a year of sex every day, and he hoped it never did.
"Take me, Draco, please," Harry whispered, clutching at Draco's skin with his roaming hands. "I'm yours - right now; forever."
The blond moaned at Harry's words and grasped Harry's arse as he pressed his other knee between the man's legs, pushing them open.
Harry's legs opened wide with Draco's nudging, his cock twitching as he felt Draco's hands on him so near to where he wanted them.
Draco moaned as he felt their cocks press together between their bodies. "Put your arms and legs around me, Potter," he whispered, "because I am going to fuck you against the wall of this bathroom."
Harry felt like he was going to pass out, the impact of Draco's words was so strong. He flushed and his breath came quick. "Merlin, yes," he groaned, wrapping his arms around Draco's neck. He tried hoisting himself up, using Draco and the wall for support.
Draco's fingers dug into Harry's arse as he lifted him so that Harry could wrap his legs around his waist. Draco pressed him tightly to the wall. Moments like these, Draco wished he could do wandless magic. Once he had Harry in place, he held out a hand and Summoned the lube.
Harry rested his head back against the wall, the position he and Draco were in a complete and total turn-on. He stared at Draco's face through his lidded, lustful eyes, his heart beating quickly as he waited for Draco to fuck him, to take him, claim him, fuck him.
Draco watched Harry's face, his heart beating fast as he slicked his fingers and pressed them inside his lover.
"Fuck, yes," Harry hissed. "Fuck, yes." He didn't know how it was possible that this could still feel so good. Just as good as the first time - better than the first time.
"Going to fuck you, Potter," Draco whispered again. "Just the way I fantasised about doing that day a year ago. I wanted to shove you against the wall and fuck you." The blond positioned himself and thrust up, groaning loudly as he entered the other man.
Harry arched as best as he could against the wall, legs and arms tightening around Draco. "And now you can," he panted, squeezing the muscles in his arse around him. "You can shove that fucking gorgeous cock in me as far as it'll go." He moaned and whimpered.
"Oh, Gods," Draco gasped as he did just that, his body pressing Harry against the wall as he slid in deep. Gripping Harry's arse, he pulled back and thrust in again, feeling Harry's cock sliding against his belly as he did. "Yes, fucking you, Potter," he cried out.
"Fucking me," Harry responded, voice deep with intense arousal. "Fuck me, Malfoy. I want you. I want your cock in me like this."
"Yes, yes, my cock in your arse," Draco growled. "Inside you deep." He thrust harder, faster, sweating with the effort of fucking and holding Harry.
Being in the hot room and simply because he was having sex, Harry was sweating as well, his hair sticking to his forehead. He kept eyes focused on Draco the entire time as he panted and moaned and whispered filthy words to the gorgeous man, getting closer with every thrust.
"Fucking you deep, so that you can feel me all the way inside you," Draco continued to gasp and talk, desire and emotions taking control as he remembered how he'd felt before Harry was his. "Wanted you, always wanted you," he growled. "Now you want me too!"
"More than anything," Harry gasped. "Want you more than anything. You own me, Draco Malfoy. You completely won me. Completely."
"Mine," Draco growled again, getting close and feeling Harry's magic crackling over him as he thrust faster.
"Yours," Harry gasped, gritting his teeth as his orgasm approached. After a few more delicious thrusts from Draco, he was coming between them, his head thrown back as he cried out in ecstasy.
"Fuck, yes!" Draco gasped. "Mine!" He came hard, filling his lover and pressing him tighter against the wall, his own face pressed against the side of Harry's and into that thick dark hair. He trembled, his body shuddering with the orgasm and magic as his heart swelled with joy.
Harry let out little sighing whimpers as he remained pressed tightly to the wall, his chest heaving. "Yours," he whispered, his eyes shut and a sated smile on his face.
"Yes," Draco said, panting and rubbing his face against Harry's. "I love you," he continued. "It feels so good it almost hurts. To love you any more would be impossible, and yet I feel like I love you more everyday."
Harry's smile grew and he wished he could express his feelings even half as well as Draco could. Draco's words made him feel like the most loved, important person in the entire world. He felt he might burst with it. "I don't know how to tell you how much I love you," he whispered. "I feel like there's no way. It's impossible."
"I feel it in your body, in your magic," Draco said, pulling his face back enough to look at him. "It's in your eyes and in your smile. And it's made flesh in Valen."