The Consequences of Solutions
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
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20,262
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113
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Chapter Eight
It was about seven minutes into the Quiddich game when Harry felt a sudden pain in his lower intestine which seemed to insist on doing its own thing. Before he could stop himself, he let forth a forceful wind of odor that not only caused his broom to lurch upward, but caused the two nearby Slytherin team members – Crabbe and Goyle – to become unconscious and fall of their brooms in mid-flight.
The other Slytherin students on the Quiddich field glanced at their falling comrades uncaringly and went on with the game. If those two were stupid enough to fall off their brooms for no reason, it was their own damned fault.
Harry was blushing madly and rushed to get away from the area after casting a quick wandless spell that would cause the turf below Crabbe and Goyle to turn to the softness of pillows. He couldn’t let those two get hurt due to his…problem.
He flew upward and away from the game below to wait and watch for the Golden Snitch. He knew Draco was doing the same, but he couldn’t seem to find the other boy just then.
His attention was ripped from thoughts of Draco as the Golden Snitch whizzed by his head, reminding him of the bits of paper Draco had sent flying at him a few days ago. However, he suddenly realized he didn’t have time to ponder the likeness of the two events, because Draco Malfoy was coming up on him quickly, looking almost as though he meant to complete a kamikaze mission then and there.
Turning his broom and flying for all he was worth, Harry went after the snitch, while still trying to keep a safe distance from Draco.
-XxX-
The boy behind him was secretly enjoying the view of the Golden Boy’s ass. If he had wanted the snitch more then he wanted Harry, he would have had it by now. But no. Here was his Harry, flying before him, being led up and towards the rooftops of Hogwarts. This could be really good.
Draco felt strange, like all his feelings for Harry were rising to the surface. Those feelings of jealousy or hate he harbored seemed to melt away, replaced by pure blinding lust. He grinned and tightened his hold on his broom, gaining on Harry by every second.
When he saw his chance, he zoomed up right beside Harry, knocking the brunette boy off kilter and causing him to careen wildly to the flat portion of the roof of Hogwarts nearby. Draco, feeling crazy with renewed passion and vigor, descended also, falling atop Harry in a tangle of arms, legs and brooms.
He took this opportunity to get some of what he had wanted for years now. Crashing his lips onto the ones on Harry’s surprised face; he ground his hard cock against the Boy-Who-Lived and moaned in a way a porn star would have been proud of.
The other Slytherin students on the Quiddich field glanced at their falling comrades uncaringly and went on with the game. If those two were stupid enough to fall off their brooms for no reason, it was their own damned fault.
Harry was blushing madly and rushed to get away from the area after casting a quick wandless spell that would cause the turf below Crabbe and Goyle to turn to the softness of pillows. He couldn’t let those two get hurt due to his…problem.
He flew upward and away from the game below to wait and watch for the Golden Snitch. He knew Draco was doing the same, but he couldn’t seem to find the other boy just then.
His attention was ripped from thoughts of Draco as the Golden Snitch whizzed by his head, reminding him of the bits of paper Draco had sent flying at him a few days ago. However, he suddenly realized he didn’t have time to ponder the likeness of the two events, because Draco Malfoy was coming up on him quickly, looking almost as though he meant to complete a kamikaze mission then and there.
Turning his broom and flying for all he was worth, Harry went after the snitch, while still trying to keep a safe distance from Draco.
-XxX-
The boy behind him was secretly enjoying the view of the Golden Boy’s ass. If he had wanted the snitch more then he wanted Harry, he would have had it by now. But no. Here was his Harry, flying before him, being led up and towards the rooftops of Hogwarts. This could be really good.
Draco felt strange, like all his feelings for Harry were rising to the surface. Those feelings of jealousy or hate he harbored seemed to melt away, replaced by pure blinding lust. He grinned and tightened his hold on his broom, gaining on Harry by every second.
When he saw his chance, he zoomed up right beside Harry, knocking the brunette boy off kilter and causing him to careen wildly to the flat portion of the roof of Hogwarts nearby. Draco, feeling crazy with renewed passion and vigor, descended also, falling atop Harry in a tangle of arms, legs and brooms.
He took this opportunity to get some of what he had wanted for years now. Crashing his lips onto the ones on Harry’s surprised face; he ground his hard cock against the Boy-Who-Lived and moaned in a way a porn star would have been proud of.