He\'s a Screamer
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
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2,017
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2
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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.
He's a Screamer
“So Harry… Who’s the lucky guy?”
Harry choked on his butterbeer and set his mug down quickly. He glanced around the table slowly. Fred and Angelina, Ron and Hermione, Neville and Ginny, Mr. and Mrs. Weasely, Remus and Sirius, George and Lee, Percy and Penelope, Bill and his wife Lacey, and Charley and his boyfriend Jeremy all stared intently at him from their places at the table.
It was their yearly dinner at the Three Broomsticks where they rented out the pub and celebrated the defeat of the Dark Lord. Everyone at the table had been doing their best to convince Harry to settle down ever since the end of the war.
“What do you mean?”
George snorted. “None of us have seen you around lately. The only time you’re ever too busy for your own family is when you’ve got a boyfriend Harry.”
The others all nodded in agreement. “Besides,” added Hermione, “Not once have you gone to the bar with me and Ginny in the past three months. Normally you’re the one pulling us out the door.”
Harry blushed. “I’ve been busy with work lately. You know… filing reports and such. That paperwork doesn’t do itself you know.”
Bill snorted and turned to Lacey. “It’s probably for the best anyway. We all know what kind of people Harry dates.” Lacey let out a laugh.
“What’s that supposed to mean?!”
Here Ron cut in. “Their all complete dunderheads.”
“They are not?”
“What about Randy?” asked Ginny.
“… well…”
“He ended up snogging that girl at the club.”
“Yes but-“
“While he was out with YOU!”
“But-“
“And what about Warren?” said Charley.
“He was sweet.” Harry stated matter-of-factly.
“He got you attacked by that Tistergeress Cub on that wilderness hike.” Accused George.
“He meant well.” Harry said defiantly.
“And then again by that Giant Raven.” Said Ron.
“Okay.” Harry admitted. “He was kind of stupid, but he was really nice.”
Hermione rolled her eyes. “How about that one guy? The one who got drunk…”
“And then set fire to his pants at the Leaky Cauldron?” Chorused Fred and George.
Neville laughed. “That was Zach.”
Harry held his hands up in defeat. “Alright. So most of my boyfriends have been… a bit eccentric. Happy?”
Mr. Weasley smiled. “Of course.”
“So…” Began Percy, “You never answered our question. Who is it you’re seeing now?”
“No one. I’ve just been-“
Harry’s face hit his plate with a splat as something hit him in the back of the head. He looked up wiping potatoes from his face and came face to face with a large eagle owl that seemed to smirk at him. Harry knew this owl.
He untied the purple envelope from the bird’s leg and gave him a pat on the head before he flew away.
“Umm… I think I’m… I have to use the bathroom.”
“Oh no you don’t!” Said Fred as he pulled the younger man back down into his seat.
“I knew it!” Exclaimed Ron excitedly.
“What?” Asked Harry impatiently.
“Don’t you know what that is Harry?” Asked George, who was wearing an evil smile.
Harry shook his head. Hermione sighed and adopted her know-it-all voice. “That’s a Screamer Harry.”
“What’s a-” but it was too late.
The envelope opened itself and a low moan erupted from it. Harry’s face immediately took on a shade of red to rival the Weasley hair.
“Hello Harry. I know you said you would be busy at work tonight but… I just couldn’t wait to see you. I can’t get you off my mind love. I keep thinking about that time in the shower.”
Harry stood up and pulled out his wand quickly, aiming at the offending letter. “Incendio!” he yelled, and then again as he was thrown backward landing on his back. Ron smiled as he helped his best friend back to his seat.
“Nice try mate.”
The letter continued on. “You know which time I’m talking about don’t you? I’m getting hard just thinking about it. You were on your knees… I could see the water running down your mussed hair and onto your beautiful face, tracing down your perfect, tan, muscular chest. Oh and your mouth. Your pretty little mouth took me into it as you looked up at me with those amazing eyes. How many times did we come that night Harry? With you pressed up against the wall… moaning and screaming.”
Harry watched the people gathered at the table turn different shades of red, purple, and green. He was mortified.
“I love to hear you scream Harry. You do it so beautifully. I wonder what people would think if they knew you let me fuck you. Make love to you. And we do don’t we Harry. We make love splayed over our bed… moving together. I love the way you whimper when I suck on your neck. The way you moan as I take your lips with mine and plunder your mouth, claiming you. I love the way your eyes fill up with tears when I tell you I love you. And I love the way you scream for me.
“I’m sure if anyone found out it would all over the Daily Prophet. I can see the headlines now. ‘The Secret Sex Life of Harry Potter’. Or maybe ‘The-Boy-Who-Screamed’.”
Harry buried his head in his arms in embarrassment. He was sure it would be now. He dreaded getting the paper the next day.
“I kind of like that... ‘The-Boy-Who-Screamed’. I’m waiting for you Harry. Our bed is so cold without you… Your papers will be there in the morning.”
“I can still hear you. Oh yes…” the letter moaned breathily. “Please. Oh gods!”
“Oh Gods…” moaned Harry quietly. “Don’t say it.”
“Yes! Oh I love you so much. Oh yes. Right there. Gods yes! Oh!”
“Oh no…”
“Draco!” screamed the letter. And with that it exploded into a pile of red confetti hearts and purple X’s and O’s.
Harry fled.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry stormed into his muggle flat hastily and slammed the door. “Draco!” he yelled loudly. “You are in big trouble!”
He stalked down the corridor leading to their bedroom purposefully and opened the door reaching for the light.
He grunted as he was shoved up against the door and moaned as a pair of lips found his. “Leave it off.” He heard his lover whisper.
“Draco.” He began breathlessly, “We need to talk.” He grunted again as he was thrown down onto the bed in the middle of the room.
“No Harry… You’ve been gone all day. I can think of much better things to do than talk.”
*****
The ensuing sounds of moans and screams echoed down the corridor.
“Draco!”
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Author’s Note: Hope you all liked! Thanks everyone who reviews. ::wink wink::
~WMW~
Harry choked on his butterbeer and set his mug down quickly. He glanced around the table slowly. Fred and Angelina, Ron and Hermione, Neville and Ginny, Mr. and Mrs. Weasely, Remus and Sirius, George and Lee, Percy and Penelope, Bill and his wife Lacey, and Charley and his boyfriend Jeremy all stared intently at him from their places at the table.
It was their yearly dinner at the Three Broomsticks where they rented out the pub and celebrated the defeat of the Dark Lord. Everyone at the table had been doing their best to convince Harry to settle down ever since the end of the war.
“What do you mean?”
George snorted. “None of us have seen you around lately. The only time you’re ever too busy for your own family is when you’ve got a boyfriend Harry.”
The others all nodded in agreement. “Besides,” added Hermione, “Not once have you gone to the bar with me and Ginny in the past three months. Normally you’re the one pulling us out the door.”
Harry blushed. “I’ve been busy with work lately. You know… filing reports and such. That paperwork doesn’t do itself you know.”
Bill snorted and turned to Lacey. “It’s probably for the best anyway. We all know what kind of people Harry dates.” Lacey let out a laugh.
“What’s that supposed to mean?!”
Here Ron cut in. “Their all complete dunderheads.”
“They are not?”
“What about Randy?” asked Ginny.
“… well…”
“He ended up snogging that girl at the club.”
“Yes but-“
“While he was out with YOU!”
“But-“
“And what about Warren?” said Charley.
“He was sweet.” Harry stated matter-of-factly.
“He got you attacked by that Tistergeress Cub on that wilderness hike.” Accused George.
“He meant well.” Harry said defiantly.
“And then again by that Giant Raven.” Said Ron.
“Okay.” Harry admitted. “He was kind of stupid, but he was really nice.”
Hermione rolled her eyes. “How about that one guy? The one who got drunk…”
“And then set fire to his pants at the Leaky Cauldron?” Chorused Fred and George.
Neville laughed. “That was Zach.”
Harry held his hands up in defeat. “Alright. So most of my boyfriends have been… a bit eccentric. Happy?”
Mr. Weasley smiled. “Of course.”
“So…” Began Percy, “You never answered our question. Who is it you’re seeing now?”
“No one. I’ve just been-“
Harry’s face hit his plate with a splat as something hit him in the back of the head. He looked up wiping potatoes from his face and came face to face with a large eagle owl that seemed to smirk at him. Harry knew this owl.
He untied the purple envelope from the bird’s leg and gave him a pat on the head before he flew away.
“Umm… I think I’m… I have to use the bathroom.”
“Oh no you don’t!” Said Fred as he pulled the younger man back down into his seat.
“I knew it!” Exclaimed Ron excitedly.
“What?” Asked Harry impatiently.
“Don’t you know what that is Harry?” Asked George, who was wearing an evil smile.
Harry shook his head. Hermione sighed and adopted her know-it-all voice. “That’s a Screamer Harry.”
“What’s a-” but it was too late.
The envelope opened itself and a low moan erupted from it. Harry’s face immediately took on a shade of red to rival the Weasley hair.
“Hello Harry. I know you said you would be busy at work tonight but… I just couldn’t wait to see you. I can’t get you off my mind love. I keep thinking about that time in the shower.”
Harry stood up and pulled out his wand quickly, aiming at the offending letter. “Incendio!” he yelled, and then again as he was thrown backward landing on his back. Ron smiled as he helped his best friend back to his seat.
“Nice try mate.”
The letter continued on. “You know which time I’m talking about don’t you? I’m getting hard just thinking about it. You were on your knees… I could see the water running down your mussed hair and onto your beautiful face, tracing down your perfect, tan, muscular chest. Oh and your mouth. Your pretty little mouth took me into it as you looked up at me with those amazing eyes. How many times did we come that night Harry? With you pressed up against the wall… moaning and screaming.”
Harry watched the people gathered at the table turn different shades of red, purple, and green. He was mortified.
“I love to hear you scream Harry. You do it so beautifully. I wonder what people would think if they knew you let me fuck you. Make love to you. And we do don’t we Harry. We make love splayed over our bed… moving together. I love the way you whimper when I suck on your neck. The way you moan as I take your lips with mine and plunder your mouth, claiming you. I love the way your eyes fill up with tears when I tell you I love you. And I love the way you scream for me.
“I’m sure if anyone found out it would all over the Daily Prophet. I can see the headlines now. ‘The Secret Sex Life of Harry Potter’. Or maybe ‘The-Boy-Who-Screamed’.”
Harry buried his head in his arms in embarrassment. He was sure it would be now. He dreaded getting the paper the next day.
“I kind of like that... ‘The-Boy-Who-Screamed’. I’m waiting for you Harry. Our bed is so cold without you… Your papers will be there in the morning.”
“I can still hear you. Oh yes…” the letter moaned breathily. “Please. Oh gods!”
“Oh Gods…” moaned Harry quietly. “Don’t say it.”
“Yes! Oh I love you so much. Oh yes. Right there. Gods yes! Oh!”
“Oh no…”
“Draco!” screamed the letter. And with that it exploded into a pile of red confetti hearts and purple X’s and O’s.
Harry fled.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry stormed into his muggle flat hastily and slammed the door. “Draco!” he yelled loudly. “You are in big trouble!”
He stalked down the corridor leading to their bedroom purposefully and opened the door reaching for the light.
He grunted as he was shoved up against the door and moaned as a pair of lips found his. “Leave it off.” He heard his lover whisper.
“Draco.” He began breathlessly, “We need to talk.” He grunted again as he was thrown down onto the bed in the middle of the room.
“No Harry… You’ve been gone all day. I can think of much better things to do than talk.”
*****
The ensuing sounds of moans and screams echoed down the corridor.
“Draco!”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Author’s Note: Hope you all liked! Thanks everyone who reviews. ::wink wink::
~WMW~