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The Start of a Great Day

By: cameowitch
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 1
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Disclaimer: 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.

The Start of a Great Day

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Special thanks to the two who beta’d for me. You are both so good for me.

The Start of a Great Day


It looked like it had the potential to be a great day. He sat up in his bed and stretched, feeling the reminders of the night before. Smiling, he lay back down and curled on to his side, closed his eyes while the memories replay through his mind.

It had been the anniversary of them calling a truce and working towards a friendship or deeper relationship. They had decided to go and have a very ‘proper celebration.’ They met at the front doors, shook hands, walked the short distance to the apparating point and reappeared in Hogsmeade. They made their way down the streets to the restaurant and entered. Everything was as it should have been for a normal dinner between friends. It was good to be able to relax in his presence and simply enjoy the company.

They talked over their day’s events and the new happenings going on around them. The subject then turned to their past history and both agreed it was good they had moved forward, putting the childish behavior behind them. The conversation led them to reminiscing on their past exploits. They could discuss them now without having tempers flare and wands drawn on each other. They had come a long way in a short time in their friendship, while realizing how much in common they really had and how much they had secretly liked each other, but would never say to anyone. Hell, it had been hard admitting it at all.

Both heard a chiming, looked at the timepiece and realized that if they didn’t hurry they would be late for the theater. After the bill was paid, the two left and continued to the theater. They joined the group heading in, presented their tickets and headed for their boxes, reserved especially for tonight. Once settled, they waited for the performance to begin. Soon the acting and the program itself enraptured them. Neither realized they had moved closer to each other or when they had started holding hands during the show. Intermission approached, the low lights came up and were quickly extinguished. They looked at each other and then to their hands. Feelings were running high as the two looked at each other and everything just seemed to click into place. It was as if the feelings had always been there and should have been, it felt right. Neither was conscious of closing the gap between them, nor were they prepared for the jolt that went through both of them as their lips touched for the first time. It was a slow and gentle kiss of lips only; the sensations were strong enough to keep them together without proceeding further. The lights began flashing, signaling the return to the show and they hesitantly broke apart, but remained close and holding hands.

The ending of the show could not come soon enough for them. As it finished and they stood to add their applause to the rest of the audience’s, they remained close to each other. The taller wrapped his arms around the smaller and disapparated away.

The two people made an elegant landing next to a king size bed in an opulent bedroom. The smaller of the two looked around and wrapped arms around the other’s neck then pulled them together for another kiss. It started out hesitantly at first, but soon grew more confident, deeper and sensual. Hands began roaming over each other and removing clothing. Lips parted and soon followed the hands in exploration. Soft groans and moans could be heard throughout the room. The taller led them to the bed and settled them in the middle. Explorations, tasting and teasing continued. The two looked at each other when things were in a fevered pitch and knew they were to be lovers from this moment on. There would be no leaving, no turning back, no others. It was as if the circle had been broken and only they could repair it, that they were a matched pair.

The lovemaking began with soft strokes, probes and gentle kisses. They discovered what would cause a gasp or giggle from the other and remembered it for future use. The first time penetration was painful at first, slowly building the desire, as the movements were slow, tender as possible, finally building to an amazing crescendo that sent both reeling into the throes of passion. The sounds of complete satisfaction were still echoing in the room as they collapsed and held each other.


Sleep claimed them both as they lay holding each other, only to awaken later for the lovemaking to begin again with the smaller being dominant this time. It was as before, soft tender, sweet, all they could have wished for. Sleep claimed the lovers again.

Early morning light was filtering through the window when they awoke next. The gray showing through the window opened t eye eyes as they gazed at each other. A primitive hunger for each other enveloped them, causing them to almost attack each other with an appetite that would not be satisfied with soft and slow. This time was hot, hard and sweaty. They reveled in the feelings that were running and rippling through them, each striving to bring the other to the final goal before they would release their own satisfaction.

Time had no meaning for them as their bodies cooled and relaxed against each other. Relaxation turned to comforting caresses. As they cooled, the taller sat up, leaned down and pulled the covers over them. Cocooned in warmth, the smaller curled up against the taller and let sleep claim them.

Morning came too soon for the tallest of the couple, as he eased out of the bed and headed for the bathroom. He took care of his needs and was returning to the room in time to see the smaller person, sit up, stretch, smile and snuggle back down. The emotions were reflecting across the face of beoccuoccupant. The taller stood in the doorway just watching the vision. Physical needs and hunger were running rampant through his mind as the expressions of the smaller showed plainly. This was beyond anything in his experience, to desire someone so many times in one night. He made his way back to the bed; slide under the covers then wrapped himself around the smaller. “Good morning, my lover. This is going to be a great day.”