The Desert Jewel

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Anyway, I have another story up in the Yu-Gi-Oh!GX Yaoi section. Take a peek. Also I'm giving you a preview of chapter nine. I think you guys deserve it.


Hi! This is all being done on my cell so sorry if anything is spelled wrong.

Harry waited impaitently as he sat on the balcony ledge. Draco told him that he had something important to tell him, and to meet him there. He was about to leave, when the blonde came outside with a serious look on his face.

"Finally, I thought you stood me or something. Whats so important that you wanted to tell me?"

"do you remember a childhood friend you once had? You didn't know his real name so you called him 'Winter'. And he promised to marry you on day."

"H-how do you know that?" Harry asked a small voice. He hadn't seen him in seven years and no one else knew about his promise.

Unless...

"W-winter?" "Midnight." Harry eyes widen a little bit, before he ran over to the blond-his first love and hugged him close. "God, I've missed you so much Winter."

"So have Harry," Draco whispered back. "So have I."

Harry felt so content just being there, in his Winters arms. Or so Draco said. He frowned suddenly. What if this really wasn't his Winter? What if this someone, was an imposter, that only wanted him for a good shag?

He pulled away, making the blond hair man frown in worry.

"What is it, Harry?"

"How do I know, you really are Winter? What is this, some kind of trick?"

Draco sighed. "I knew you would ask that, wait here a minute."

Draco left the raven haired young man alone, once agian. Harry huffed in annoyance, as he crossed his arms as he once agian, waited for the blond to return. He didn't wait long. Five minutes later, Draco returned with a huge statue of an egg.

The egg was ivory, with a small, long, gold dragon curling
around it. It's eyes were small rubies, and it open mouth held sparkling, pearl shaped fangs. Harry eyes widened.

"Do you remeber this?" Draco smirked, actually happy at his reaction.

"How could I forget? I gave this to you, on your...last vist. We were ten. And I got this for you, remembering that you said something about how you loved sents. This is the only one of its kind."

"Thats right. And each spell gives out a diffrent sent. It comes out of the mouth...,"

"...And forms a mist of that sent in the whole room," Harry finished with amazment.

"I can't beleive you kept it, for so long,"

"It hasn't that long. Only, what? Six? Seven years?"

"Almost, it felt like forever to me," Harry smiled gently."I kept what you gave me,"

"Really?" Draco chuckled. He loved how this was going so far. "Do you have it with you, now?"

"Of course,"

Harry pulled something out of his pocket, and used an enlarging spell.

"I never go anywhere without it."

What Harry was talking about, was a music box. An enchanted music box. It was wooden, with gold and silver painted finish on the desings, and carved pictures of animals, and nymps. When the spell was done, Harry placed the box on the table, next to the statue. Dacro smile widely.

"Do you play it offten?"

"Only when I need to get away from reality,"

"So, that almost everyday, then."

Harry shrugged non chalanlty, but on the inside he was laughing. Winter knew him all too well.

"Would you...play it now? So we could dance?" The blond asked. He missed the days when they would dance till noon, in the ravens private garden. So he jumped up and down in his mind, when Harry nodded his head.

"Only if you turn the scenter on. It would be nice to be...enveloped in lavender or villna sented clouds."

"Deal,"

The boys went right to work. Harry pulled out his wand and whisper another spell; Draco doing the same by his left.

He really did miss Harry, and finally, after all this time, they were together agian. He was very happy when he saw his first love, in his courtroom with his siblings. It took a while, but now Harry warmed up to him. Now, the real courting can begin.

After a while, the scenters ruby eyes glew softly, as a light pink mist started to erupt from the openning. Harry breath deeply, enjoying the rose and spring air smell. Not too long after the ground was hidden under the mist, the music box opened. Inside it was a wooden dove, painted white and appeard to be sleeping. It picked up its head, when the lid was all the way open, and unfolded it wings; spreading them wide.

Soft music floated into the air, and Harry smiled; reconizing it easily.

"I love this song. I use to sing it when...I think of you," Was he all said, before he started singing.

Dancing bears
Painted wings
Things I almost remember
And a songsomeone sings
Once upon a december

Harry smiled at the blond hair man, as he swayed his hips slightly to the music.

Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory

Draco grabbed the raven haired young man by his waist, as they started to slowly waltz; Hary still singing. The blond hair man felt like he was in heaven. Here he was, with his first love; singing his favorite song in only a voice he could dicribe as a sirines. It waas calling out to him. To his doom or not, he couldn't tell.

Far away long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart
Use to know
Once upon a december

Harry felt as if he was floating. Draco really came a long way, since they used to dance in his garden, when they were young. The blond was dancing like he had wings on his heels. He sighed in content, as Draco pulled him close, after spinning him. He could be stay like this for ever.

Someone hold me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figure dancing gracefully
Aross my memory

Far away long ago
Glowing dim as an ember
Things my heart
Use to know
Things it yearns to remember

"Harry,"

And a song
Someone sings...

"Yes?" Harry asked softly, his eyes glowing softly in the moonlight.

Draco didn't say anything; just swooped down, and kissed him right there. Harry sighed in content,and pulled him close, opening his mouth willingly to this man. His first love.

...0nce upon a december

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Ron moaned as Blaise bit down on his neck, and lick it in apologey.

They were at the door to Blaise and Draco's door, kissing eachother with unbridal passion.

"Ah! Please Blaise...uhh...inside...room...now," Ron arched his back as Blaise grinded agianst his cloathed erection. He didn't know how long they were there, but he just wanted to go in the boys room, so they could finished what they started.

But Blaise wouldn't move; instead he started to groupe the red heads bluge through his pants. Said red head moaned loudley and ground his hips wantnly to the itailns hand.

"Blaise, no. What...what if...ghg...someone see?"

"Let them then," the olive skinned boy said, before licking a path from his neck to his ear. "I want everyone to know, who you belong to.'

Ron gasped and whimpered at the other boys words. They held a dark promise, that would be fufilled if he had anything to say to it.

They somehow got into the room, and Ron was gently guided to the bed. He felt hands remove his shirt, and he wonder if tonight, he would no longer be a virgin.

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Harry was pushed agianst the wall, as Draco ravished in a way Harry would only dream about. His hair was even moe untidy from having the blonds hands in them. His shirt was bunched up at his upper stomach, as his dragons hands glided over them with the most gentle of touches. If he looked into a mirror just then, he would've seen that his eye got darker in contrast; lust clearly showing in them.

As soon as Draco was eye level with him, Harry would kiss him with such unbridle passion, it even surpiesed him. He kissed lower, licking and sucking the other neck softly.

He waited for this day. When he and Winter would become one for the first-and definant not last-time. But he wanted it to happen on their wedding night. Draco wanted the samething, but he couldn't help but have him there and now.

He missed Harry so much. After their last vist, when they were ten, he swore to get Harry back and have him as he husband. Now after seven years,he had his Midnight back. All those years dreaming of their first intimate encounter, he wouldn't pass this up for anything in the world.

Suddenly, Harry pulled him away, earning him a confused look on the blonds face.

"I do want to this Draco. More than everything. But,I just think that, we should wait. I don't want to be something like a whore, on our wedding night."

"Harry, I understand perfectly," Draco grasped Harrys hands in his and squeezed gently. "But trust me love, you won't be a whore. You will never be one-so don't think that. But, I do want to do this,"

Harry knitted his brows in confusion, as Draco dropped onto his knees, and unzipped his pants. He groaned and threw his head back, as Draco took him into his mouth.

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Ron screamed in pleasure, as Blaise slowly thrusted into him. He whimpered, as the italin looming over him, entered him with great care. Blaise groaned softly, as he increased the tempo of his thrust; still trying to be gentle with his red headed lover.

He smirked, at hearing his name, pass through those swollen lips. He drank in every whimper, every throaty moan, as he continued to thrust into him; a little harshly then before.

The red head couldn't take his loves slow, hard poundings any longer. With what strength he still posseded, Ron flipped them over, so that Blaise was looking up at him. He smiled at his loves confused look, before slamming up an down on the hard member inside him.

They moan simitanously, as Ron continued to slam on Blaise's cock. He grabbed his own and started jerking off, over his lovers stomach.

Blaise feared that if he let Ron to continue this, he hips would be bruised for sure. But he couldn't do a thing. Those hot, moist walls spasming around his cock was simply heaven.

If he had to die now, he would welcome death with open arms; alreadly haven teasted the fruit the called Ronald Potter.

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Harry panted as he fucked Draco's face with lighting fast thrusts. He could fell Draco playing with his ass cheeks; and that only drove him harder. The feel of that tounge working sinfully on his virgin cock, was starting to become to much for.

Harry felt a knote at his stomach, as he thrusted faster into Draco's willing mouth.

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"Ugu, Ron...I'm going blow,"

Ron only moaned at the feeling of Blaises cock grazing his prostate with force. He jerked himself once. Twice. Three times, before climaxing, his cum drenching his lovers sweaty stomach. He heard a groan, and felt cum splash agianst his insides.

"AAAAAAAHHH-,"

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"-HHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Draco swallowed Harrys cum as he climaxed. This only made him come in his pants. He moaned, as he licked Harrys cock clean, staring up at him with lusty storm grey eyes.

When he pulled away, Harry collasped, too tired to even stand up.

Draco pick him up gently, and carried him to a another bed chamber.

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Ron collasped ontop of Blaise, kissing the itialn fimrly on his lips. Blaise chuckled slightly, as Ron fell into a deep, sattied sleep.

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Raven looked up from her, and stared at the two lion cubs.

"Belia, Dusk, did you guys hear something?" She asked.

Both cubs mewed, as the started play fighting with eachother. Raven smiled, but it quickly turned into a frown.

"I could've sworn I heard sreaming," she shrugged and look out into the night sky. "I wonder what the boys are doing right now."

TBC

Chapter nine:

Tom Riddle smiled evilly, as he put the finishing touches on the potion. It took a week, and a little over the potions budget; but if it worked correctly, it was worth it.

'Finally,' he used a ladle to scoop up some into a vile. 'It's ready.'

"Peter!"

Peter scurried into the room, chest raising rapidly from doing so.

"Y-yes s-s-s-sir,"

"Get Parkingson. Tell her, we are ready for step two."

"Aye, m-my l-l-lord."

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