The Scars We Bear

Title: The Scars We Bear
Author: angeline_dark
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me, J.K.Rowling has created and also owns them.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Severus/Draco
Summary: The boys celebrate their anniversary. Harry/Severus/Draco PWP
A/N: Written as a birthday gift for my lovely beta Kuteki!
I want to thank Chrysos for betaing this for me, her suggestions helped me a lot.


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They were lying on the big bed, facing each other. Both of them were already naked, having shed their clothes as soon as they had reached the bedroom. Harry admired once again the flawlessness of Draco\'s creamy skin. The aristocratic, blond boy looked always utterly perfect no matter the situation, like he was one of the porcelain dolls aunt Petunia used to collect.

He was pale all over, with white blond hair, which he had let grow out since his father had been killed. The silky tresses now floated down his back in waves that looked like spun silver in the candlelight, illuminating their bedroom. The war hadn\'t left it\'s marks on Draco\'s outside, his skin was not marred by scars. Something which could not be said about his inside, because there on his soul and in his mind, he bore scars like all of them.

Idly, Harry let his hand wander over a slender thigh, so soft, not a single hair marring the smooth surface. Draco was smooth all over and Harry loved his smoothness. The dark-haired boy followed the movement of his hand with his eyes, once more enthralled by the way his darker skin looked against Draco\'s fairer one. Harry liked to look at his lovers. He loved the way how his tanned skin looked against theirs. The contrast between his tan and their paleness fascinated him every time anew.

Gradually his hand moved higher, finding blond curls and an erect cock. He slowly began to stroke Draco\'s erection, trailing the tip of a finger over the head. He gathered the glistening pearls of precome it leaked, and spread them all over Draco\'s cock, until the blond whimpered and thrust his hips forward to gain more contact.

Harry was so concentrated on his task of teasing Draco, that he barely noticed it when the bed dipped and the third member of their odd relationship arrived. As a hand, still chilled from the winter night air outside, was laid on his hip, softly gliding over the silvery skin of a long scar there, Harry squeaked and finally turned his head to greet Severus with a kiss, his tongue thrusting hungrily into the older man\'s mouth, while his hand continued to tease Draco\'s cock.

\"Excuse my tardiness. I wanted to be here much sooner,\" Severus said. \"But some foolish sixth years decided to ignore my instructions, resulting in their potions blowing up. Unfortunately, I gave them detention before I realised that I\'d also have to supervise it.\"

Severus let his stroking hand trail up further, mapping out the scars that covered Harry\'s back with his fingers. They looked like someone had painted them with silver-white ink on his dark skin in a random pattern. Each of them bore witness to a fight, an encounter with the enemy, of the one time they had managed to capture him and hold him prisoner for a week, before he had managed to escape.

Combined they told the story of the war Harry had fought for the best part of his life, the war against Voldemort and his followers, the Dark Side, as they had been called. If you took the time to look at them, the fading scars could tell you that the war was over now, because it had been a long time since fresh ones had been added.

\"I see you have already started without me,\" Severus said, smiling predatorily. He leaned over Harry\'s body in order to be able to reach Draco\'s lips to give him a greeting-kiss of his own.

\"It\'s your own fault, when you keep us waiting for so long,\" Draco replied, once they had stopped kissing.

\"You could have showed more restraint, but frankly I wouldn\'t have expected that the two of you are capable of such an exercise in patience,\" Severus answered, smirking.

\"Stop whining, Severus, we\'ve just warmed up ourselves a bit,\" Harry remarked. \"You\'re overdressed,\" he added, and together with Draco he hastily went to change that fact, opening button after button, pulling off piece after piece of clothing, until Severus was naked and exposed to their hungry gazes. His long, lean body was as pale as Draco\'s, but it was covered with as many scars as Harry\'s.

Criss-crossed gashes caused by whips and knives telling the tale of a life as a Death Eater and Spy. But like Harry\'s scars, they were slowly fading. His body was already starting to forget the torture it had been through, while his mind was still filled with vivid images of it. Severus had nightmares very often, as had Harry and Draco. It would take even more time for those to fade, because the memories that were normally repressed, came up as soon as they started to dream.

Harry and Draco looked at each other, communicating without words about their further proceedings. Both grinned evilly and then suddenly dove in to devour their lover. Harry started at Severus\' toes, sucking and nibbling each of them, while Draco was busy biting and licking a trail down from Severus\' neck to his chest, leaving red and purple bruises that added some colour to the creamy flesh.

Once he was finished with Severus\' toes, Harry gradually worked his way up, licking and petting their lovers\' calves, thighs and knees, lingering on the sensitive flesh right behind them, to elicit a whimper from the Potions Master\'s throat. Only then Harry\'s mouth continued to travel upwards, until he had reached the tender flesh of Severus\' inner thighs.

Meanwhile Draco was busy sucking, tugging and biting their lover\'s nipples until the two little buds were hard and had turned a rosy shade of red that made a nice contrast to the pale flesh surrounding them. Draco liked to bring colour to Severus\' body. To let the bruises and hickeys tell a story of passion and love, instead of the story of pain and despair Severus\' scars told so vividly.

When Draco was satisfied with the state of their lover\'s chest, he continued further down, taking his time with Severus\' ribcage and his sides, delighted to see the Potions Master squirm when he reached a particularly sensitive or ticklish spot.

Once Draco\'s talented tongue had reached Severus\' navel, he dipped it inside, thrusting the slick muscle in and out of it in an obscene imitation of the real act. Severus moaned and thrashed his head on the pillow, enjoying the two sets of mouths so expertly bringing him pleasure.

Harry was meanwhile working his way up Severus\' inner thighs, alternating between bites, kisses and licks until he had reached the man\'s testicles. He slowly engulfed the sensitive balls in his mouth, which made the Potions master gasp and swear. He sucked gently on the two tender orbs, his face only a short distance away from Draco\'s, who had reached Severus\' erection by now and began to lick it with short flicks of his tongue.

Harry let go of the now glistening wet balls, to mimic Draco\'s actions on the thick, hard length. Their tongues met on the tip of it, languidly sliding over each other, before they continued their task. Severus was moaning and cursing constantly now, just short of begging them to stop teasing and already suck him.

Finally they had mercy on him and Draco took the -by now- painfully hard cock in his mouth, gradually going down further until his nose met black pubic hair. He swallowed around Severus\' cock, to suppress his gag reflex and began to bob his head up and down, stroking the vein on the underside with his tongue at the same time.

Harry had meanwhile taken the jar of lubricant from the nightstand and deliberately coated his fingers with the slippery liquid. He moved down on the bed until he was positioned between Draco\'s spread legs and pushed them up a bit to spread them even further, before he parted the blond\'s arse-cheeks and began to circle the small puckered hole with a finger.

Draco groaned around the cock in his mouth and eagerly pushed back, begging Harry to already shove his fingers inside. Harry complied and pushed a finger into the tight passage; slowly moving it in and out, before adding a second one and scissoring them, seeking and finding Draco\'s prostate which caused the blond to gasp around the cock his mouth was still working on.

After deciding that Draco was ready to take more, Harry coated his cock with a generous amount of lube and aligned it with the small entrance. Draco shoved his arse encouragingly backwards and that was all the invitation Harry needed. He slammed his erection into Draco\'s stretched passage until he was in all the way. Merlin, it felt so good to be inside this tight hotness. Harry wanted nothing more than to thrust in and out, to fuck Draco so hard that he couldn\'t sit comfortably for days, but he forced himself to stop and hold still to give his blond lover a moment to adjust.

The whole time, Harry\'s gaze was fixed on Severus\' face, who was watching them intently, his eyes darkened to nearly pitch black with arousal. Severus\' expressive eyes met Harry\'s and their gazes locked, as Harry slowly began to thrust.

Severus seemed to be close, his face was flushed with arousal and his breath was coming in harsh pants. He rocked his hips in the hot captivity of Draco\'s throat, hands holding onto silvery-blond strands of hair to keep Draco\'s head in place.

Harry could feel his own climax approaching too. He pulled Draco up on all fours, his hand circling around the blond\'s cock and jerking it in the same rhythm as his thrusts inside Draco\'s willing arse.

Severus was the first to come. A groan, a muttered curse, and he was shooting his seed down Draco\'s throat, who swallowed it all down greedily. Harry climaxed next, thrusting in deeply for a last time, before he screamed and spilled his seed into Draco\'s tight channel. After a few more seconds Draco came too, moaning and coating Harry\'s hand and the bed-sheets beneath him with splatters of come.

They all collapsed into a heap of bodies and limbs, sated for the moment. Severus who had somehow managed to grab his wand, without moving out from his position underneath Draco and Harry, cast a quick cleaning charm on all of them, before he pulled the covers up to keep them warm during their nap.

\"Happy anniversary,\" he said quietly, not wanting to disturb his already sleeping lovers. There would be enough time for further \'celebrations\' later, when they were awake again.

It was still fairly early and winter nights were long. There certainly would be enough time for a second round, before they had to get up and go their separate ways again in the morning.

Severus stroked lovingly over Harry\'s back once more, lazily tracing the scars there with his fingertips. They, like his own, would fade with time. After pressing a gentle kiss on Draco\'s sweaty hair, he followed his lovers into the realms of sleep.

Finis