Bonds by the Book

Bonds by the Book

Chapter 9

Harry awoke this morning cuddled into Lucius. He stayed still, trying to remember exactly how he had gotten here. He remembered quite clearly going to bed, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not recall coming in here. Harry cautiously climbed out of the bed, trying not to wake Lucius in the process. He managed to get out of the bed and out the door with Lucius stirring even once.

Back in his own room, Harry headed for the shower. He took a long, hot, relaxing, Malfoy-free shower, and thought about how he was going to spend Christmas Day. He wasn’t really sure if he wanted to go to the Weasley’s, knowing how they felt about Lucius and Draco, but he had never missed spending Christmas with at least one Weasley every year. He decided to owl Mrs. Weasley to see if the invitation extended to Lucius and Draco before deciding on whether or not to go.

Finishing his shower, Harry dried off, wrapped a towel around his waist, and headed back into the bedroom. He stopped abruptly, however, upon seeing Draco sitting on the edge of the bed wearing only pajama bottoms. “What are you doing here?” he asked, walking to the wardrobe to pick out something to wear.

“I woke alone this morning and came to the conclusion that I don’t like the feeling,” said Draco with a pout.

“Haven’t you slept alone for most of your life?” asked Harry, pulling on a pair of boxers.

“Yes, but I got used to sleeping with you,” said Draco, stepping up to Harry and pulling him to the bed.

“Draco, I’ve only been here a week, and out of that week, I slept in my bed twice, your be twice, and Lucius’ bed three times. You can’t have gotten used to my presence after only two times,” scoffed Harry, trying to pull away to get dressed.

“I have, though. Both times you slept with me, I slept better than ever before. I missed that last night,” said Draco, pushing Harry onto the bed and climbing on top of him.

“I think you’re exaggerating,” said Harry.

“Uh huh, so why did you end up in my father’s bed last night? Because you sleep better when you’re with one of us, that’s why,” said Draco smugly, leaning down to kiss the delectable lips so close to his.

Draco wrapped one hand in the silky black hair to hold that delicious mouth in place, and moved the other hand down to lightly pinch a pink nipple to hardness. Harry moaned into the kiss and thrust up into Draco, grinding his rapidly hardening cock into the Draco’s own impressive bulge. Thrusting a hand into the flimsy boxers to stroke that wonderfully hard shaft, Draco licked his way down to the nipple he was playing with and playfully bit around the little nub.

Harry grabbed the lubricant off the bedside table, opened it, grabbed one of Draco’s hands, and shoved it in the jar, slathering the fingers. He then pushed those fingers down to his little pucker in a silent demand for more.

Draco took the hint and pushed a finger in the greedy hole, thrusting in and out lazily. He soon added a second finger, scissoring them to stretch the hole more thoroughly, then added a third. Draco pulled out the fingers, sat back on his heels, and turned Harry around to face the wall. He pulled Harry back into his lap, positioned his cock against the opening he longed to invade, and buried himself deep with one thrust.

Harry cried out with the first thrust, throwing his head back against Draco’s shoulder. Draco wrapped an arm around Harry’s chest, pinching and rubbing a nipple, and placed the other on Harry’s hip, holding him in place for the deep thrusts into his body.

Harry lazily opened his eyes only to find himself looking into a pair of lust darkened grey eyes. “Lucius,” he moaned, unconsciously reaching out for the blonde. He then dropped his head, whimpering and panting, when Draco wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking in time to every forceful thrust hitting his prostate.

Lucius crawled onto the bed and immediately knocked Draco’s hand away from the delicious shaft in front of him. Once Draco’s hand was out of the way, he licked the oozing pre-come from the head, then swallowed the shaft down to the base.

Harry screamed when his cock was swallowed and came down the eager throat. Draco cried out into his neck as the contractions of the passage surrounding his cock milked the seed out of him. Lucius licked up every spot of Harry’s seed before pulling back.

Harry climbed off of Draco and pushed Lucius onto his back. He kissed Lucius quickly and moved down to lick and tug the nipple ring, causing the blonde to moan with every tug. He then moved down to the navel, dipping his tongue into the indention, and traveled further to that temptingly hard shaft.

Harry dragged his tongue up the underside of Lucius cock, the ball of his piercing stroking the whole way. Lucius shuddered and moaned at the added sensation of the tongue ring and buried his hands in Harry’s silky black hair. Harry teased the head of the cock, dipping the tongue ring into the slit.

“Oh god,” said Lucius. “I definitely… see… the benefit… of the… tongue ring,” he managed to gasp out.

Draco cast a cleaning charm on himself and pulled Harry away from Lucius’ cock. Ignoring the mewls of protests from the brunette, he turned Harry around to face him and guided his mouth to his now hard cock. Harry eagerly swallowed the hard shaft while Draco handed Lucius the lubricant. He quickly slicked up his shaft and thrust into the still loosened hole.

Harry moaned and hummed around the Draco’s shaft with every thrust Lucius gave. Each thrust managed to hit his prostate, keeping Harry on the edge. It only took two strokes from Lucius’ hand to throw him over the edge, setting off a chain reaction. Harry came all over Lucius’ hand and the bed, causing him to keen and moan around Draco’s shaft. Draco tensed with a loud moan and shot his load down Harry’s hungry throat. Lucius thrust twice more into the clenching passage and spilled his seed with a shout.

They all collapsed on the bed and Harry said, “I just got out of the shower and now I need another one.”

Lucius and Draco couldn’t help but laugh. Lucius said, “I’ll help if you’d like for me to.”

“I said I need another shower, Lucius. Considering my company, I don’t see that happening if I invite you along,” said Harry dryly, rolling his eyes in the blonde’s direction.

“You may have a point,” said Draco. “I really have a hard time keeping my hands off this gorgeous body,” he said, proving his point by rubbing circles on Harry’s chest.

Harry finally managed enough energy to climb out of the bed and start towards the shower. He turned when he reached the door and said, “Okay, you two need to go take a shower and meet me in the library. We need to discuss Christmas Day. Shoo.” Harry waved them out of the room and took his second shower of the day.

Harry was actually able to get dressed this time with no interruptions. Once he was suitably attired, he made his way to the library. It had taken him the last week just to adeptly find his way to the library unaided. By the time he reached the library, Lucius and Draco were already present.

“What did you need us for?” asked Draco.

“I need to owl Mrs. Weasley about whether or not I will be visiting on Christmas Day,” said Harry, looking at the two blondes speculatively.

“Of course you won’t be visiting. You’re spending Christmas with us,” said Draco, eyeing Harry askance.

“Draco, as much as you may hate the thought, the Weasleys are the closest thing I have to family. Christmas is a holiday most people want to spend with their family. Do you see where this is going?” said Harry, ending on a sarcastic note.

“Harry, what exactly are you wanting to do?” asked Lucius.

“I want to owl Mrs. Weasley and ask if the invitation extends to the of you. I want to see them on Christmas, but I also want you to go. I thought that if she saw for herself that I am perfectly safe and happy with the two of you, she would no longer worry as much,” said Harry softly, looking at his hands.

“You actually want us to go to the Weasley den?” asked Draco, looking at Harry with utter disbelief. “I’m not setting foot on Weasley property.”

“You know what, Draco? That’s fine. And while you’re at it, stay away from me too. I am so tired of you saying things like that about my family. You believe they are so far beneath you so why do you even talk to me? I’m going to my room,” said Harry angrily, glaring at Draco fiercely. He turned around and stalked out of the room.

“You really should learn to keep your mouth shut, Draco. I believe I will owl Molly and see if the invitation is still open. I may not like the Weasleys but I can tolerate them if it makes Harry happy. You can just stay here by yourself since you refuse to set foot on Weasley property,” said Lucius, scowling disapprovingly at his only son.

“Well damn. It looks like I’m going to have to play nice with the Weasel if I ever want Harry to talk to me again. I foresee restless nights ahead of me because of my big mouth,” moaned Draco to the empty room.

*****

“Mum, you have a letter from Lucius Malfoy,” cried Ginny, clutching the letter in her fist. “Can I just burn it?”

“No you may not, Ginevra Weasley. Harry’s at the Malfoy’s remember?” said Molly, prying the letter from Ginny.

“Well, what’s it say?” asked Ginny impatiently.

Molly shushed her and continued reading. She finally lowered the letter and said with a note of disbelief, “Lucius is asking for permission to accompany Harry on his visit for Christmas dinner. He also asks permission for Draco to join them.”

“Lucius Malfoy is actually willing to come here for Christmas?” said Ginny with that same look of disbelief. “You’re not actually going to let them are you?”

“Ginny, do you honestly think that Harry will still come here for dinner if we refuse to allow Lucius and Draco, his soul mates by the way, to come with him?” asked Molly, staring pointedly at her daughter with the reference to soul mates. “I may not like the Malfoys, can’t stand them in fact, but I will not deny their request because I will not lose my adopted son.”

“You may want to warn dad before you send back a reply,” said Ginny. “You may be willing to tolerate them for Harry’s sake, but I don’t foresee the same response from dad.”

“We’ll see,” said Molly, smiling smugly to herself.

*****

“That’s Pig. I wonder why he’s here,” said Harry, watching Lucius take the parchment from the hyperactive owl. He watched Lucius read the missive, wondering silently what that smile meant.

“Harry, it looks like the Weasleys have decided to call a ceasefire. Molly has extended her dinner invitation to include Draco and me,” said Lucius, smiling when Harry jumped in his lap with a shout of joy.

“Thank you so much, Luc. You don’t know how much this means to me. Thank you,” he said, raining kisses on Lucius’ face. “What time are we supposed to be there? Oh I can’t wait.” When Lucius wrapped his arms around him, Harry just cuddled against the blonde’s chest contentedly.

“How are you going to spend your Christmas, Draco?” asked Lucius, smiling at the glare of resentment he received.

“I’m sure I’ll have bitten a hole through my tongue by the end of the night, but I’m going with the two of you,” said Draco irritably.

“You really don’t have to, Draco. Lucius is going so you don’t have to worry or anything,” said Harry softly.

“I said I’m going. I can tolerate them for one night,” Draco insisted.

Harry slid off Lucius’ lap and walked over to Draco. He eased onto the irritable blonde’s lap and softly kissed his lips. “I really do appreciate this, Draco. Thank you,” he said, nuzzling his head under Draco’s chin and relaxing into the embrace when Draco wrapped his arms around him.

Draco realized then exactly why Lucius would go to such lengths to keep this person happy. When Harry was happy, everyone around him basked in that happiness. Draco decided then to make sure Harry stayed happy.