Room 11

I'm adding this format now. I can't find the original it was on. My name on TSS is cameowitch. Here I post under never_tempt. Thanks for reading.


Title: Room 11
Author& Notes: never_tempt aka cameowitch
Status/Part: 1/1 For the TSS contest #4
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: HP/DM
Date:
Key words: M/M, Slash, Oral, Anal

Summary: Harry and Draco have to find ways to meet up with each other.

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.

Beta: Embarassed to say I can't remember and can't find my notes.


TSS Contest # 4
Serpent Meets Lion Challenge # 4

It was a beautiful Saturday morning. The sun was shining and reflecting off the windows in Diagon Alley for a change.

The trio of Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were strolling through the Alley. They were just happy to be out of the castle and to see other people for a change. Ron and Hermione, while almost inseparable was glad Harry decided to join them today. For too long he had holed up in the castle or the Shrieking Shack when an opportunity came up. They stopped in front of Eeylop’s Owl Emporium, looking through at some of the new items for the pampered pets. They were discussing what they needed beside the owl treats and what Hedwig and Pig would enjoy. Hermione rolled her eyes at the two. “Guys, do you really think it makes a difference to either owl what they have to sit or shit on as long as it’s there?” The boys looked at each other and then at her. A third set of eyes stared as if their ears had heard the imminent cry of the ending of the universe.

“Granger, you stupid mudblood. Have you no couth or sensitivity to those that serve us? I always knew you thought better of yourself than you really are. I guess S.P.E.W was for show then?”

The trio turned around and eyed the unwelcome intruder. “Malfoy sod off” was the first response from Ron. Hermione curled into Ron’s arms as if seeking protection. The blond just sneered at them.

“Is that the best you’ve got Weasley? If it is, just give it up. That saying is not quite as used and old as your robes, but its getting there.”

Harry wasn’t about to let Draco get away with insulting his friends like that. He squinted and glared at the Slytherin. “You know what Malfoy – I’d hex your bouncing ferret ass but it’s not worth a flick.”

“Potter you surprise me. That sounded almost like a real insult. Have you been taking remedial lessons from my godfather AGAIN?”

Harry’s blood began a slow simmer. “Dra.. Malfoy, I would suggest you go drown the last two brain cells you have at the Leaky Cauldron but Tom couldn’t stand the thoughts of dying vermin in his establishment. Why don’t you go have a triple thick shake at Fortesque’s before drowning yourself?”

Draco returned the glare. “Why Potter, someone would think you didn’t love me the way you talk to me. Why don’t I take you for a sinful chocolate dessert at this little place I know and then we’ll see if you are really as thick as they say.”

Harry’s arms began ticking with pent up anger. “Malfoy this is your last warning, I suggest you leave while you have two feet not four and just 2 dangly bits. It wouldn’t take me long to curse your sorry ass with eight legs and no family jewels.”

Draco looked at Harry carefully before responding. Harry grew impatient with the inactivity. He started to insult Draco again only this time it came out in Parseltongue. Draco swallowed hard and began backing away. As a final parting shot, he yelled at Hermione and Ron “Don’t you think you should put your pet snake up for safe keeping? You never know when someone may want to step on it.”

Draco finally turned and hurried into the alley. The three friends turned to look at each other. While Ron and Hermione may have been mad, they noticed Harry shaking, they each took an arm. “Harry don’t let the little tosser get to you like this. Come on, we’ll go have a butterbeer and plan on how best to torment him later. Then we’ll stop by the twin’s shop and pick up supplies.” They started walking arm in arm like in past years. No one in the Alley even looked at them since it was a familiar site.

Sitting in their favorite booth in the Leaky Cauldron, the three slowly sipped on their drinks. The couple watched their friend closely as his shaking continued. “Harry are you okay? Should we floo you to Dumbledor’s office and get Madam Pomfrey?”

Harry looked at them both. “Why don’t you two go finish looking around, have some ice cream, see the twins and pick up our stuff. I’m going to ask Tom if I can have a room for a bit. If I lay down and meditate for a bit, I’ll be ok and won’t go to Azkaban for killing that overgrown annoyance.” Hermione and Ron looked at him again. “If you’re sure Harry. We won’t leave if you want us to stay.”

Harry looked at his friends. He knew exactly how to get them out. “If you two keep insisting like this, I’m going to think you want to stay here and get your own room.” Hermione blushed and Ron’s skin tone changed to match his hair.

“Harry mate, you know better than that.” Ron stood and helped Hermione up. “Just for that, get yourself to a room. We’ll meet you back at Hogwarts.” The two left in a huff. Harry waited a few more minutes before heading for Tom.

Tom had been keeping an eye on things around Harry Potter since he came back to their world. Harry was also a frequent guest when he needed to meditate. Tom chuckled to himself and handed Harry the key to the room and watched as the previously upset boy sprinted up the stairs. With long strides Harry reached his destination and using the key, opened the door just wide enough to slide in and shut the door behind him. He muttered the locking and silencing spells. No sooner had his lips stopped casting the spells then they were occupied by some equally as soft.

Wrapping his arms around his “attacker”, he walked them backwards fast across the room. The back of his legs hit into the bed and two bodies crashed onto it, perfectly aligned. Harry put pressure on the person beneath him when he felt them wiggle, He broke of the kiss and looked into glazed eyes. “So did you bring that sinful chocolate dessert with you?”

Draco looked up into the emerald depths of his lover. “I don’t know. Are you as thick as they say you are?”

Harry couldn’t let that pass and took one of Draco’s hands and brought it to the front of his trousers, wrapping the fingers around his covered cock. “Why don’t you tell me?”

Harry leaned back in for another soul sucking kiss. This time when they parted, they were both panting. Harry put his head on his lover’s shoulder. “Draco one of these days we’re going to go to far in public. I was losing control out there. You know what your tongue does to me.” He didn’t wait for a reply as his mouth and tongue began covering the Slytherin’s jaw to his ear. Harry took great care in tasting his partner’s ear before attacking his neck. Harry stopped long enough to whisper in Draco’s ear, only it came out in Parseltongue. “I wanted to take you against that owl’s store wall to see if we could soar as high as the owls. I wanted my tongue to slither along the long length of your hard cock, over your sac until it found its favorite hole. Then I wanted to travel back to your hardon and swallow you whole until you were down my throat and I was sucking the essence out of you.” Harry stopped speaking; he was having a hard time staying on top of the madly thrusting blond.

“For fuck’s sake, Harry. What did you say? I’m about ready to explode.”

Harry smirked and with a flick of his wand they were flesh to flesh. Harry grabbed the bucking hips as he pecked and sucked on Draco’s lips. In regular speech he asked between light pecks “Do you want me to tell you or show you?’

Draco couldn’t hold back his groans. “Your choice, just hurry.”

Harry was hard and wanted his lover soon but he wanted him right on the edge before he joined him. Harry began kissing the blond the way he had started but kept describing it as he put it into practice. His lips and tongue worked along the jaw, caressed the ear, sucked on the neck and traveled lower. Harry added attention to his lover’s nipples and let himself move further south. His speech stopped as he followed the light blond hair path down further, licking the burgeoning cock across the tip causing Draco to inhale, stiffen his muscles while thrusting upwards. The Gryffindor smiled and never ceased his onslaught. He crossed the sac with the tip of his tongue, allowed himself to apply pressure with his tongue to the blond’s perineum and downward to the entrance. Harry ran his tongue around the opening in circles before finally breaching it. Harry played for a few minutes before back tracking. He reached back to the rock hard member and gently took the tip in his mouth, sucking hard on it. Draco ran his hands down his body to Harry’s head. He laced his fingers through the raven locks but not trying to control Harry this way. Harry took more of Draco into his mouth, running his tongue around the cock while continuing the sucking pressure. The blond was running his hands through his lover’s hair faster. “Oh gods Harry, I’m on the edge.” Harry heard him and let his throat relax, taking in the rest of the straining member and swallowing around him. The muscles contracting around him were enough to push the Slytherin over the edge. His massaging became a controlling grip as his hips bucked one last time as he erupted down Harry’s throat.

The Gryffindor swallowed and sucked alternately until Draco was spent and shrinking in his mouth. He eased up a little, letting his lips glide along the flaccid cock, cleaning his way to the tip, finishing with a lip smacking sound and a grin at his collapsed lover. Harry moved up along side Draco propping his head on his hand and bent elbow. His other hand slowly and soothingly stroked the other teen’s stomach. Draco turned his head and kissed Harry, tasting himself.

“Harry, you wore me out. I’d love to do that for you but I can’t at the moment.

Harry kissed him again and moved over him, just barely letting their bodies touch. Harry rocked back and forth, supporting himself on his hands and feet. He moved down closer to Draco letting their bodies minutely touch. Draco cried out as his over-sensitized skin felt the friction. “Harry, OH Fuck!”

Draco pulled his legs so Harry could settle between them. The raven-haired teen stopped moving and settled down, letting his pulsing phallus cover his lover’s. Draco moaned as the two connected and his twitched in response. Harry let his hand run down the side and across the blond’s hip. He feathered his fingers over Draco’s sac again pressing down on the perineum and down to the entrance. His fingers ghosted around the muscles, teasing Draco again. He called for the lube from his robes and greased his fingers. He took his oiled finger and gently tapped against the hole, teasing Draco. The Slytherin began panting as Harry inserted his finger into the hole and began thrusting back and forth. As Draco began trying to thrash around, Harry inserted a second finger as he pressed down on the blond’s hip. Harry pulled back his digits and thrust in again, hitting the prostate and wringing a yell out of him. He inserted a third finger and started moving them as fast as possible and spreading them on the way out. It seemed like every time Harry entered he was hitting the prostate and driving Draco wild.

The dark haired lover couldn’t wait any longer. He oiled his cock after he removed his fingers. He lined up his turgid length and slowly entered Draco. The blond wrapped himself completely around his lover, legs around hips, arms across shoulders. Harry stilled all movements to let his lover cling to him. The Gryffindor teen brought himself to his knees, bringing his Slytherin with him. The movement was enough to brush Draco’s prostate against the Harry’s member. Both men shuddered. Draco kissed him hard, slipping his tongue into the hungry mouth. Harry’s hands slid down his lover’s back, gripping his arse, trying to support him as he began sliding in and out. The pace picked up and Draco was pushing down to meet the upward thrusts. It soon became too much for both of them. Draco’s cock had responded and was ready to spill his seed as Harry gave a final thrust and filled his lover with his essence.

The two sat there, trying to regain their strength to move. Harry leaned forward, letting Draco lie on the bed as he slowly removed himself. Crashing to the side, he pulled Draco to him, wrapping himself around the blond. Cuddling together, they laid there, talking softly. Harry sighed. ‘Love, as much as I want to stay here with you, we have to get back to the school. I’d love to see the looks on their faces if we went in together. You realize, someday we will have to tell them?”

Draco huffed. “Stupid, mood wrecking Gryffindor. You’ve ruined the afterglow Potter and owe me big time. I know the perfect way to make it up to me.” He began to whisper his thoughts to Harry, who began chuckling, ending in a full laugh.

Harry gulped for air, getting his breathing back under control. “If you are absolutely sure, I’d be proud to carry this out with you. You do realize, don’t you, we could possibly cause the death of our best spy?”

Draco shook his head. “Potter, don’t be naive. My uncle knew about our passions before we did. The only thing that would surprise him would be to find out we used his bed, the rug in front of his fire, his classroom desk, the wall in his supply closet and what you did with his favorite pestle. What I really want is to nip his broom and let you fuck me wild as we fly over the castle at 3 A.M. while he is wanking in the astronomy tower.”

Harry gave him an evil smirk at the request. “I think that can be arranged. Now come on, clean up. We have only about twenty-five minutes to get back for dinner. I wonder how many will choke?”

With muttered spells the two were cleaned and dressed. Draco pulled Harry against him and Disapparated them to the edge of the wards of Hogwarts. They made their way up to the castle and inside, stopping at the big doors to the Great Hall. Kissing one time for courage, they separated and each opened a door and started walking in together.

Draco made sure his voice was loud enough to carry through the hall. “Potter watch what you’re doing. I’m afraid your taste in clothes will make mine weep in pity.” Harry growled low.

“Malfoy the only weeping thing in here is you because you still can’t catch my snitch.”

“Your snitch? I thought that was Weasley’s pathetic excuse for a delivery system. Surely you can do better than that?”

Harry’s eyes narrowed. “Malfoy, earlier I said you weren’t worth a flick to hex you. I was wrong. Your bouncing ferret ass isn’t worth pulling my wand out for.”

“Potter what makes you think I’m interested in your wand? I doubt you could effectively wave your wand enough to even satisfy yourself much less your secret desire to have me.”

The whole room watched as Harry began shaking. He stepped closer to Draco. “Malfoy, you have no idea what your are saying thereby proving why the gods never let ferrets have voices.”

Draco stepped closer to the Gryffindor. “Oh, I think I know better than you what I’m saying. You still need remedial lessons in listening sometimes.”

Harry was right against the blond now. He dropped his voice so only the other could hear him. “Do you have any idea how hard this verbal sparring makes me? Makes me want to throw you on or against any flat surface and fuck your brains out?”

Draco lifted his hands and laid them against his neck, imitating choking him. “I better know, considering how much you’ve done that.” Louder, for all to hear, he said “Harry are you planning on dancing with me because I insist on leading. I’m afraid you couldn’t keep up with me otherwise.”

Harry smirked and answered while wrapping his arms around the Slytherin’s shoulders. “Draco I know I can keep up and outdistance you in this. But can you keep up with this?” Harry closed the gap between them, bringing their lips together.

Neither young man was aware of the students dropping like flies around them in shock. It was too much for their brains to process at once. In front of them was the proof that some had speculated on. 1. Malfoy was gay (This didn’t surprise many. Most figured he went either way.) 2. The Boy-Who-Lived was gay. 3. The two hottest guys in the school were apparently in a relationship together and 4. The two produced a sexual tension everyone could feel.

They finally broke the kiss and rested foreheads against each other. Draco was the first to speak so only Harry could hear him. “So does this mean no more insults or Leaky Cauldron visits?”

Harry threw back his head and let the laughter flow from him. “No my blond bouncing ferret. We have reservations for the same room for this lifetime. I’m a property owner in case you didn’t know, and guess who owns Room 11? It will always be ours. The insults have to keep up. It’s part of the spice you bring to my life.”


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