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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
22
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40,791
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37
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Tea with Narcissa
Narcissa was waiting patiently, teacup in hand and the table beside her strewn with papers.
"Darling, I'm going to put you in charge of amphitheatre entertainment between midnight and dawn," she began, rustling through a sheaf of papers to find the one she handed to him. Draco took the sheet calmly, trying desperately to remember the beginning of this conversation. Had it been during lunch, or had he missed something earlier in the week?
His mother's lips pursed. "Draco! I am talking about the Martyr Day Ball next month! And do sit down, we have a lot to discuss." There went his plans for the afternoon.
"Isn't the Ball at the Ministry this year?" he enquired cautiously.
His mother sighed. "Draco, this level of inattention to mealtime discussions is quite unacceptable. Your father and I discussed this with you a month ago. The Fifth Anniversary of Martyr Day is to be marked by a special Ball, which we are hosting here. There will be around three hundred guests, over a hundred of whom will stay overnight.
"Now the earlier part of the Ball, from dusk to midnight, will be an ordinary event in all essentials. The ballroom will be opened, and there will be a supper on the lower terrace. The formal gardens will be lit and there will be continuous entertainment in the amphitheatre. I am perfectly capable of organising that part of the event.
"However after the fireworks at midnight, most of the guests will go home, and those remaining will largely be former colleagues under the Dark Lord and a few Special Guests. Lucius wants this part of the event to have a more intimate feel."
Draco knew what that meant. Sex and violence, just like the old days. He sighed.
His mother looked at him with something approaching empathy in her gaze. "Yes, most such entertainment is dreadfully monotonous, which is why I want to put some effort into making this part of the evening something unusual and creative. The theme will be 'Classical Civilisations'.
"What I need you to do is coordinate the amphitheatre entertainment for the second part of the evening. I have hired some acrobats for the early show, and they assure me that they have another routine suitable for later - you will need to confirm that; their details are on the list..."
Narcissa was sensible enough not to bore him with too many details, but it became clear to Draco that she was deliberately avoiding a topic which was of interest to him. "And what of Hole?" he asked.
"Well of course he will have a prominent part in the entertainment," his mother replied, looking him in the eye.
Draco immediately became more suspicious. "What will he have to do?"
"Oh, really dear... The details haven't been settled yet. If you think of anything creative, do let me know," Narcissa said blandly, before segueing smoothly to the topic of the number of slaves available to serve at the ball. Ermentrude Goyle had agreed to send over ten of her general staff for the evening and Letitia Zabini had positively insisted on the loan of her string quartet for the lower terrace.
As he had guessed, she kept him talking and planning long enough that he missed his appointment at Madam Malkin's. The project she had given him had interesting possibilities, though. On his return to his room he began to sketch out a few ideas. He had Peppy bring him a few books on Roman practices which raised even his eyebrows. Yes, there was certainly potential for an interesting evening.
When Hole arrived at 5pm as requested, Draco was immersed in a Life of Caligula. He gestured absently for Hole to seat himself at Draco's feet, and then, as his cock responded to his reading matter, had the slave suck him off. Hole's technique was certainly improving after a couple of sessions with Lucius. Nevertheless Draco's attention remained mainly on his book and when Hole returned to kneeling quietly at his feet Draco forgot he was there at all.
* * *
AUTHOR'S NOTE
For those who asked:
(a) No, there will be no use of Muggle Safe Sex practices in this book. The Wizarding world takes its own precautions, which do not resemble Muggle practices at all.
(b) This is essentially a PWP (aka wank fantasy), although this does happen to be one of the less-porny chapters. There will be some plot at the end of the fic, but you'll be waiting a while, so if the porn isn't your thing I'm afraid you're out of luck. It's a large archive though - seek and ye shall find (something that appeals to you...)
Thanks to all who reviewed! I love reviews.
"Darling, I'm going to put you in charge of amphitheatre entertainment between midnight and dawn," she began, rustling through a sheaf of papers to find the one she handed to him. Draco took the sheet calmly, trying desperately to remember the beginning of this conversation. Had it been during lunch, or had he missed something earlier in the week?
His mother's lips pursed. "Draco! I am talking about the Martyr Day Ball next month! And do sit down, we have a lot to discuss." There went his plans for the afternoon.
"Isn't the Ball at the Ministry this year?" he enquired cautiously.
His mother sighed. "Draco, this level of inattention to mealtime discussions is quite unacceptable. Your father and I discussed this with you a month ago. The Fifth Anniversary of Martyr Day is to be marked by a special Ball, which we are hosting here. There will be around three hundred guests, over a hundred of whom will stay overnight.
"Now the earlier part of the Ball, from dusk to midnight, will be an ordinary event in all essentials. The ballroom will be opened, and there will be a supper on the lower terrace. The formal gardens will be lit and there will be continuous entertainment in the amphitheatre. I am perfectly capable of organising that part of the event.
"However after the fireworks at midnight, most of the guests will go home, and those remaining will largely be former colleagues under the Dark Lord and a few Special Guests. Lucius wants this part of the event to have a more intimate feel."
Draco knew what that meant. Sex and violence, just like the old days. He sighed.
His mother looked at him with something approaching empathy in her gaze. "Yes, most such entertainment is dreadfully monotonous, which is why I want to put some effort into making this part of the evening something unusual and creative. The theme will be 'Classical Civilisations'.
"What I need you to do is coordinate the amphitheatre entertainment for the second part of the evening. I have hired some acrobats for the early show, and they assure me that they have another routine suitable for later - you will need to confirm that; their details are on the list..."
Narcissa was sensible enough not to bore him with too many details, but it became clear to Draco that she was deliberately avoiding a topic which was of interest to him. "And what of Hole?" he asked.
"Well of course he will have a prominent part in the entertainment," his mother replied, looking him in the eye.
Draco immediately became more suspicious. "What will he have to do?"
"Oh, really dear... The details haven't been settled yet. If you think of anything creative, do let me know," Narcissa said blandly, before segueing smoothly to the topic of the number of slaves available to serve at the ball. Ermentrude Goyle had agreed to send over ten of her general staff for the evening and Letitia Zabini had positively insisted on the loan of her string quartet for the lower terrace.
As he had guessed, she kept him talking and planning long enough that he missed his appointment at Madam Malkin's. The project she had given him had interesting possibilities, though. On his return to his room he began to sketch out a few ideas. He had Peppy bring him a few books on Roman practices which raised even his eyebrows. Yes, there was certainly potential for an interesting evening.
When Hole arrived at 5pm as requested, Draco was immersed in a Life of Caligula. He gestured absently for Hole to seat himself at Draco's feet, and then, as his cock responded to his reading matter, had the slave suck him off. Hole's technique was certainly improving after a couple of sessions with Lucius. Nevertheless Draco's attention remained mainly on his book and when Hole returned to kneeling quietly at his feet Draco forgot he was there at all.
* * *
AUTHOR'S NOTE
For those who asked:
(a) No, there will be no use of Muggle Safe Sex practices in this book. The Wizarding world takes its own precautions, which do not resemble Muggle practices at all.
(b) This is essentially a PWP (aka wank fantasy), although this does happen to be one of the less-porny chapters. There will be some plot at the end of the fic, but you'll be waiting a while, so if the porn isn't your thing I'm afraid you're out of luck. It's a large archive though - seek and ye shall find (something that appeals to you...)
Thanks to all who reviewed! I love reviews.