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Happy Anniversay, Harry!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter; that’s JK Rowling. As much as I want darkpyroangel06 to look like JK Rowling, it doesn’t. So I don’t own Harry Potter. *sad sigh of defeat* Also, I don’t own the songs mentioned in here. Sad, I know, but still true.
A/N: I know this has kinda been done before, but it was drarrylover that actually made me think of this. So, if I’ve offended you by semi-stealing your story just let me know and I’ll take it down. Her fic was Girlfriend…er…Boyfriend on The Silver Snitch. This was my take on something that’s been done a few times is all.
Happy Anniversary, Harry
Draco was slowly waking up. Slowly, because he didn’t want to leave the dream he was having right then. He and Harry were in Draco’s potions lab; Harry was on his knees and Draco was leaning against one of the tables in there. Harry had his perfect, wet, hot mouth around Draco’s cock, sucking as if it were a feast and Harry a starving man. And really, Draco had no problems with Harry interrupting and ruining the potion he’d been working on for this reason. Especially when he did that right there, oh-
“-sweet Merlin, yes!” Draco called out, coming down Harry’s throat. However, the orgasm made Draco wake up. It took him a moment to realize that there was a lack of warm, sticky come all over his boxer briefs and bits. Still slightly groggy, he lifted the blanket to find the answer to the lack of stickiness and was greeted with the sight of his lover and husband’s heads between his legs. “Oh Merlin, that has got to be the best way to wake me up ever, Babe. Come up here so I can kiss you good morning.”
Harry was quick to reply, doing as asked and shimmying up his husband’s body. After a long, languid kiss, Draco pulled back and panted for breath. “Is there a reason you decided to wake me with that particular method?” He watched as the light in Harry’s eyes dimmed for a moment. “Oh stop. Do you really think I’d forget our anniversary?”
“You didn’t?” Harry asked, excited. “What did you get me? Can I have it? Please please please?!”
Draco laughed softly. Harry had always been excited about presents because of his childhood. And Draco always made sure he had plenty to be excited about. “You can have it now, but we have to go down to the kitchen first. Do I need to help you get rid of anything first?”
Harry blushed. “No, I came right before you did. Don’t laugh at me! You were moaning my name and making those little noises I like! Why do we have to go down to the kitchen?”
Draco started to get up out of bed and pulled Harry with him, fixing his boxer briefs back so they covered his bits properly again. “Put some shorts on. You’ll see when we get down there.” Soon, both were properly covered and in the kitchen. Draco reached to the top cabinet where they kept their wine, which Harry never selected, and pulled down a small, wrapped gift with a gold bow on top. “Here you go.”
Harry tore into the gift without so much as a thank-you. He held up a CD a few moments later. “What’s on it? It looks like a blank disk.” Harry looked at him in confusion.
“Come now, I couldn’t write what was on there and ruin the surprise now could I? Just wait a moment. I want you to appreciate this. It took me forever and a day to get everything together. And I had to ask Granger for help, Granger!”
“Her name is Weasley now. And to keep from getting her and Ron confused,” Harry continued before Draco could start in, “you could call them Ron and Hermione.”
“Ah, ‘could’ being the key word there. Give me that.” He snatched the disk out of Harry’s hand, opened the case, and popped the CD into their player. Taking out his wand (Harry wondered where he kept it since Draco’s boxer briefs didn’t have much space in them), he tapped the player twice and said, “Play random mix.” Rock music suddenly filled the air, and Draco’s voice was singing the words.
Here comes the next contestant.
Is that your hand on my boyfriend?
Is that your hand?
I wish you’d do it again.
(I’ll watch you leave here limping).
I wish you’d do it again.
(I’ll watch you leave here limping).
There goes the next contestant.
The music changed to an older song, but more upbeat music.
Tell me where can I find a boyfriend like that
You know I wish that I had Ginny’s guy
I wish that I had Ginny’s guy
I want Ginny’s guy
Where can I find a boyfriend like that?
Like Ginny’s guy
Harry had to laugh at that one. The music changed again to a fast pop song.
Hey! (Hey!) You! (You!) I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! (No way!) I think you need a new one
Hey! (Hey!) You! (You!) I could be your boyfriend
Hey! (Hey!) You! (You!) I know that you like me
No way! (No way!) No it’s not a secret
Hey! (Hey!) You! (You!) I want to be your boyfriend
Harry kept laughing, almost falling out of his chair at the song. He recognized them all, but Draco had changed the words to fit their relationship and past histories. The song changed again, this time to a slower pop song.
Ba ba da da
Take a look at my boyfriend
He’s the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
“Hey, I resent that one! You get plenty from me!” But Harry was still laughing. The song changed to a country song.
I got a brand new boyfriend.
We went and jumped off the deep end,
flew out to LA for the weekend,
spent the whole day, lyin’ on the beach,
wearin’ nothing’ but a smile,
playin’ kissy-kissy, smoochy-smoochy,
talkin’ mooshy-mooshy ‘bout nothin’.
Man, I think I’m on to somethin’,
because I feel just like a kid again.
I got a brand new boyfriend.
Harry really did fall out of his chair at that one. The song changed, but was still country.
It started way back in Hogwarts.
I used to sit beside Harry Potter
A red robe, a golden tie with a pony tail.
He kissed me in the Great Hall, but told me not to tell.
Next day I chased him ‘round the dungeons
Across the potions room, to the Slytherin dorms
And Harry James got caught passing me a note
Before the teacher took it, I read what he wrote.
Draco turned the CD player off; Harry couldn’t possibly be listening anymore. In fact, Draco was sure Harry couldn’t breathe anymore. Thinking he didn’t like it, Draco took the CD out of the player, put it back in the case, and then started back to their rooms to get rid of the gift. It hurt that Harry didn’t like it. Hermione said they were some of his favourite muggle songs. He didn’t understand why Harry didn’t like what he’d done. Harry had told him several times that his voice was beautiful and amazing and that he loved it, so that couldn’t be it.
A hand around his wrist startled him out of his thoughts. “Draco wait,” Harry gasped, still laughing a bit, “wait a moment. I’m not… I’m not laughing… at you…” He coughed a few times and stood up straight to look Draco in the eyes. “I was laughing because of the lyrics. Did you listen to the songs before you changed them?”
“Of course I did! Otherwise I wouldn’t have known how to sing like them,” Draco snapped.
“Draco, Love, I like the gift. I really do. It makes me happy. Those are some of my favourites. I’m guessing Hermione told you that?” He smiled as Draco started to calm down some and nod. “And I bet she taught you the spell to play it on the player too?”
“No, she told me everything I needed to know to gather the information myself. The gift was from me, not Granger.”
“Hermione. And I’ll have to thank her for giving you that information.” Harry paused for a moment. Draco wasn’t mad at him anymore, he knew that. There was only one way to make up for the faux pas. A Slytherin glint came into Harry’s eyes. “Hey Draco, you wouldn’t remember the songs still, would you?”
“Of course I do. I just spent the last three weeks gathering all this stuff and recording and spelling it for you. I’ll likely not forget it for months!”
“Would you mind singing that last one again? Check Yes Or No?”
“What-? Why?”
“Please? Sing it, and then you’ll understand.”
“Fine. It started way back in Hogwarts.
I used to sit beside Harry Potter
A red robe, a matching tie with a pony tail.
He kissed me in the Great Hall, but told me not to tell.
Next day I chased him ‘round the dungeons
Across the potions room, to the Slytherin dorms
And Harry James got caught passing me a note
Before the teacher took it, I read what he wrote.
Do you love me, do you wanna be my friend?
And if you do, well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand
If you want to.
I think this is how love goes, check yes or no.
Now we’re grown up and he’s my life.
Still like two kids with stars in our eyes.
Ain’t much changed, I still chase Harry James.
Up and down the hall, around the bed in our room.” He didn’t even get to truly finish the song when Harry interrupted him with a needy, passionate kiss on the lips.
“Chase me around the house please?” Harry asked, breathless.
And Draco did. Because it was their anniversary. And what Harry wanted on their anniversary, Harry got. Just because it ended well for him too, being balls deep in Harry’s arse, well…
The End
A/N: I’ve been thinking about this for a few days and my muses finally told me to write it. So I did. About five minutes ago. So let me know what you think. Here are the songs mentioned in this fic in order of appearance: Next Contestant by Nickleback. Jessie’s Girl by Rick Springfield. Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne. Cupid’s Chokehold by Gym Class Heroes. I Got A Brand New Girlfriend by Steve Holy. And finally, Check Yes Or No by George Straight. Let me know what you think please! -dpa06-
A/N: I know this has kinda been done before, but it was drarrylover that actually made me think of this. So, if I’ve offended you by semi-stealing your story just let me know and I’ll take it down. Her fic was Girlfriend…er…Boyfriend on The Silver Snitch. This was my take on something that’s been done a few times is all.
Draco was slowly waking up. Slowly, because he didn’t want to leave the dream he was having right then. He and Harry were in Draco’s potions lab; Harry was on his knees and Draco was leaning against one of the tables in there. Harry had his perfect, wet, hot mouth around Draco’s cock, sucking as if it were a feast and Harry a starving man. And really, Draco had no problems with Harry interrupting and ruining the potion he’d been working on for this reason. Especially when he did that right there, oh-
“-sweet Merlin, yes!” Draco called out, coming down Harry’s throat. However, the orgasm made Draco wake up. It took him a moment to realize that there was a lack of warm, sticky come all over his boxer briefs and bits. Still slightly groggy, he lifted the blanket to find the answer to the lack of stickiness and was greeted with the sight of his lover and husband’s heads between his legs. “Oh Merlin, that has got to be the best way to wake me up ever, Babe. Come up here so I can kiss you good morning.”
Harry was quick to reply, doing as asked and shimmying up his husband’s body. After a long, languid kiss, Draco pulled back and panted for breath. “Is there a reason you decided to wake me with that particular method?” He watched as the light in Harry’s eyes dimmed for a moment. “Oh stop. Do you really think I’d forget our anniversary?”
“You didn’t?” Harry asked, excited. “What did you get me? Can I have it? Please please please?!”
Draco laughed softly. Harry had always been excited about presents because of his childhood. And Draco always made sure he had plenty to be excited about. “You can have it now, but we have to go down to the kitchen first. Do I need to help you get rid of anything first?”
Harry blushed. “No, I came right before you did. Don’t laugh at me! You were moaning my name and making those little noises I like! Why do we have to go down to the kitchen?”
Draco started to get up out of bed and pulled Harry with him, fixing his boxer briefs back so they covered his bits properly again. “Put some shorts on. You’ll see when we get down there.” Soon, both were properly covered and in the kitchen. Draco reached to the top cabinet where they kept their wine, which Harry never selected, and pulled down a small, wrapped gift with a gold bow on top. “Here you go.”
Harry tore into the gift without so much as a thank-you. He held up a CD a few moments later. “What’s on it? It looks like a blank disk.” Harry looked at him in confusion.
“Come now, I couldn’t write what was on there and ruin the surprise now could I? Just wait a moment. I want you to appreciate this. It took me forever and a day to get everything together. And I had to ask Granger for help, Granger!”
“Her name is Weasley now. And to keep from getting her and Ron confused,” Harry continued before Draco could start in, “you could call them Ron and Hermione.”
“Ah, ‘could’ being the key word there. Give me that.” He snatched the disk out of Harry’s hand, opened the case, and popped the CD into their player. Taking out his wand (Harry wondered where he kept it since Draco’s boxer briefs didn’t have much space in them), he tapped the player twice and said, “Play random mix.” Rock music suddenly filled the air, and Draco’s voice was singing the words.
Here comes the next contestant.
Is that your hand on my boyfriend?
Is that your hand?
I wish you’d do it again.
(I’ll watch you leave here limping).
I wish you’d do it again.
(I’ll watch you leave here limping).
There goes the next contestant.
The music changed to an older song, but more upbeat music.
Tell me where can I find a boyfriend like that
You know I wish that I had Ginny’s guy
I wish that I had Ginny’s guy
I want Ginny’s guy
Where can I find a boyfriend like that?
Like Ginny’s guy
Harry had to laugh at that one. The music changed again to a fast pop song.
Hey! (Hey!) You! (You!) I don’t like your girlfriend!
No way! (No way!) I think you need a new one
Hey! (Hey!) You! (You!) I could be your boyfriend
Hey! (Hey!) You! (You!) I know that you like me
No way! (No way!) No it’s not a secret
Hey! (Hey!) You! (You!) I want to be your boyfriend
Harry kept laughing, almost falling out of his chair at the song. He recognized them all, but Draco had changed the words to fit their relationship and past histories. The song changed again, this time to a slower pop song.
Ba ba da da
Take a look at my boyfriend
He’s the only one I got (ba ba da da)
Not much of a boyfriend
I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)
“Hey, I resent that one! You get plenty from me!” But Harry was still laughing. The song changed to a country song.
I got a brand new boyfriend.
We went and jumped off the deep end,
flew out to LA for the weekend,
spent the whole day, lyin’ on the beach,
wearin’ nothing’ but a smile,
playin’ kissy-kissy, smoochy-smoochy,
talkin’ mooshy-mooshy ‘bout nothin’.
Man, I think I’m on to somethin’,
because I feel just like a kid again.
I got a brand new boyfriend.
Harry really did fall out of his chair at that one. The song changed, but was still country.
It started way back in Hogwarts.
I used to sit beside Harry Potter
A red robe, a golden tie with a pony tail.
He kissed me in the Great Hall, but told me not to tell.
Next day I chased him ‘round the dungeons
Across the potions room, to the Slytherin dorms
And Harry James got caught passing me a note
Before the teacher took it, I read what he wrote.
Draco turned the CD player off; Harry couldn’t possibly be listening anymore. In fact, Draco was sure Harry couldn’t breathe anymore. Thinking he didn’t like it, Draco took the CD out of the player, put it back in the case, and then started back to their rooms to get rid of the gift. It hurt that Harry didn’t like it. Hermione said they were some of his favourite muggle songs. He didn’t understand why Harry didn’t like what he’d done. Harry had told him several times that his voice was beautiful and amazing and that he loved it, so that couldn’t be it.
A hand around his wrist startled him out of his thoughts. “Draco wait,” Harry gasped, still laughing a bit, “wait a moment. I’m not… I’m not laughing… at you…” He coughed a few times and stood up straight to look Draco in the eyes. “I was laughing because of the lyrics. Did you listen to the songs before you changed them?”
“Of course I did! Otherwise I wouldn’t have known how to sing like them,” Draco snapped.
“Draco, Love, I like the gift. I really do. It makes me happy. Those are some of my favourites. I’m guessing Hermione told you that?” He smiled as Draco started to calm down some and nod. “And I bet she taught you the spell to play it on the player too?”
“No, she told me everything I needed to know to gather the information myself. The gift was from me, not Granger.”
“Hermione. And I’ll have to thank her for giving you that information.” Harry paused for a moment. Draco wasn’t mad at him anymore, he knew that. There was only one way to make up for the faux pas. A Slytherin glint came into Harry’s eyes. “Hey Draco, you wouldn’t remember the songs still, would you?”
“Of course I do. I just spent the last three weeks gathering all this stuff and recording and spelling it for you. I’ll likely not forget it for months!”
“Would you mind singing that last one again? Check Yes Or No?”
“What-? Why?”
“Please? Sing it, and then you’ll understand.”
“Fine. It started way back in Hogwarts.
I used to sit beside Harry Potter
A red robe, a matching tie with a pony tail.
He kissed me in the Great Hall, but told me not to tell.
Next day I chased him ‘round the dungeons
Across the potions room, to the Slytherin dorms
And Harry James got caught passing me a note
Before the teacher took it, I read what he wrote.
Do you love me, do you wanna be my friend?
And if you do, well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand
If you want to.
I think this is how love goes, check yes or no.
Now we’re grown up and he’s my life.
Still like two kids with stars in our eyes.
Ain’t much changed, I still chase Harry James.
Up and down the hall, around the bed in our room.” He didn’t even get to truly finish the song when Harry interrupted him with a needy, passionate kiss on the lips.
“Chase me around the house please?” Harry asked, breathless.
And Draco did. Because it was their anniversary. And what Harry wanted on their anniversary, Harry got. Just because it ended well for him too, being balls deep in Harry’s arse, well…
A/N: I’ve been thinking about this for a few days and my muses finally told me to write it. So I did. About five minutes ago. So let me know what you think. Here are the songs mentioned in this fic in order of appearance: Next Contestant by Nickleback. Jessie’s Girl by Rick Springfield. Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne. Cupid’s Chokehold by Gym Class Heroes. I Got A Brand New Girlfriend by Steve Holy. And finally, Check Yes Or No by George Straight. Let me know what you think please! -dpa06-