Harry
was dragged into the room where he took Draco into a hurried embrace
and a hungry kiss of need. Each moaned into the kiss that was
desperate and fierce. Draco slipped up and wrapped his legs around
Harry’s waist before Harry moved to the bed where they fell
limply around each other still confined within the heat of their
lips. Draco tugged at the bottom of Harry’s shirt and it was
tossed away quickly before Draco’s nimble fingers undid Harry’s
jeans and tugged them down with a jerk. “Are
you trying to tell me something?” Harry asked with that crooked
grin. “Yes,
I’m trying to tell you that I want nothing more than to fuck
you senseless and beyond the ability to form conscious thought,”
Draco said. “Oh.
Okay then,” Harry moved so that Draco could pull off his jeans
and underwear with them. Draco licked up from Harry’s knee to
his groin and took Harry’s semi-erect cock hurriedly into his
mouth and throat as Harry sucked in air between his teeth with a hiss
of pleasure. “Your mouth is so hot. Damn, Draco…oh god
you’re so good at that.” Harry lay back but propped up on
his elbows to watch his cock disappear time and time again between
Draco’s lips. After several minutes of the blissful sucking,
Harry pulled Draco up from his cock and rolled him over to lie on the
bed. “I
wasn’t finished with you,” Draco said as Harry was taking
off Draco’s clothing quickly. Socks, shoes, pants, shirt and
undergarments were shed in a flash. Full skin was flush against the
other as they kissed without regard to anything. Soon two throbbing
cocks were begging for attention. “Are
you topping?” Harry asked. “Whatever
you want,” Draco said. “Do you want me to? Or…I’m
just as eager to bottom underneath you again today.” “You
top,” Harry said. Draco nodded. Harry dove into more kissing
and tongue play before he licked down Draco’s neck to his
collarbone and put a large lovebite there that stood out purple on
Draco’s skin. “Oh god that looks good on you. Hell I
could come just looking at that.” “What?
Did you mark me again?” Draco grinned. “Hell
yes,” Harry said running his finger over the little purple
bruise and groaning at the eroticism of it. “Oh fuck. I want to
make a trail of those down your stomach.” “Do
it then,” Draco said. Harry began the task of sucking Draco’s
skin hard and leaving fourteen large purple marks from his collarbone
downward to the base of his pubic hair. “Oh
my god,” Harry said of the marks as he touched each one lightly
with his fingertips. “You’re beautiful. Gorgeous…simply
magnificent. Draco, I swear if you just looked at my dick right now
I’d come. So don’t do it.” “I
won’t,” Draco said. “There are…one, two,
three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve,
thirteen, fourteen of these marks. Each one I treasure.” “Hurry
up and fuck me before I die,” Harry said as they moved around
on the bed into a comfortable position. Harry took Draco’s hand
and held it for a moment until it filled with warm lubricant from a
spell. Draco spooned up behind Harry and kissed his neck and
shoulders as he slid his hand between Harry’s legs and began
the slow gentle movements of stretching his anal cavity with his
fingers. “Oh god yes…give it to me…” “You
are so damn tight,” Draco said between kisses on the warm
tanned skin of Harry’s back. Draco bit hard with his teeth on
Harry’s shoulder blades leaving red and purplish marks there
and getting rewarded with Harry’s whimpers of want, desire and
excitement. “Oh god Harry, baby…I can’t wait to be
inside you.” “Then
do it,” Harry said breathlessly. “How do you want me?
What position?” “Just
like this,” Draco said pulling out his fingers and slipping the
head of his cock into Harry’s tight entrance and stilling for a
moment to allow the sensations to pass. “You
are a very nice size, Draco,” Harry said. “And I want it
all.” “I’m
not going …” Draco started as Harry pushed himself
backward on Draco’s hard cock with a gasp at the sting of pain.
“You be careful. I don’t want it to hurt.” “I
do,” Harry said. “Come on. Do it to me.” “You
want it rough then?” Draco asked as he pulled back and pushed
forward a bit. “Yes.
Yes…” Harry’s eyes slipped closed at the feeling
of the fullness of the penetration. “Oh fuck! That is so damn
good, baby. Pleasure and pain…” “They
go hand in hand,” Draco said as he pushed inside past the tight
ring of flesh inside Harry’s body making him quiver just a bit.
“I could tear you up with this.” “Then
do it,” Harry said. “You want me bound? Tied up?” “I’d
love that,” Draco said. “Put your hands up here.”
Harry put his hands up at the bedposts and Draco gave a wandless
spell binding them tightly together with a rope that was also tied to
the bedposts. “Oh god yes. You’re my prisoner. Bound for
me.” “Yes,”
Harry breathed loving the feeling of being bound and taken. “I
love this.” Draco lifted Harry’s leg and used it for
leverage to pull himself a tiny bit further inside Harry’s
tight body time and time again. “Oh god…yes…do
it…fuck me…” “Beg
me,” Draco said stopping his thrusts. Harry whimpered. “Please,
please fuck me…oh god…don’t stop…Draco,
please,” Harry pleaded trying to move himself for more of what
he wanted. “Is
this what you want?” Draco teased with his cock. “Yes.
Yes, please…Draco, take me…pound my ass and fill me up
with come,” Harry said loudly. “Please, oh god please…” “I
could tease you with it,” Draco said giving a small circular
motion with his hips pulling back and only giving a tiny amount. “I
could make you come by doing nothing but talking to you.” “Yes
you could,” Harry said. “But please don’t. Oh
god…please do it…I’m dying here…touch me…” “No,”
Draco said running his palms seductively over Harry’s warm
bronze skin. “I’m in charge here.” Harry tugged on
the ropes trying to push himself backward onto Draco’s cock,
but Draco pulled back a bit only to leave less than half inside as he
thrust just a bit each time. “Damn
you! Come on, baby…please give me more,” Harry begged
with need. Harry’s mind was aflame with needing to feel the
fullness inside him. He felt empty and cheated, needy and desperate.
Draco kept up the tiny thrusts never having gone all the way into
Harry’s depth with his long cock. Draco’s hand slipped
down to massage Harry’s balls and torture him with the sensual
touches. With a single finger sliding up and down his thick cock,
Harry panted at wanting more of everything. “You corrupted and
vile spawn of the devil! Wrap your hand around my dick and help me
out please….” Harry knew that wish would never be
fulfilled, but he didn’t expect the hard slap on his bared ass
cheek that made him shiver and his cock twitch in anticipation. “Shut
your mouth,” Draco said as he kept up the tiny quick thrusts
that did nothing but tempt, tease and torture his victim and himself.
Draco licked up Harry’s back to the nape of his neck and bit
down hard and held the skin between his teeth as Harry whimpered in
that pained pleasure mix. “You will come when I tell you that
you can.” “Please,
Draco…please let me come…oh god…just do
something. Anything,” Harry pleaded at Draco’s stillness
and licking over his neck and upper back. “This
will teach you to ever think of leaving me again,” Draco said
lightly playing over Harry’s skin with his tongue and giving
him only minimal stimulus with his cock in Harry’s tight ass.
“I could hold you here at the brink of orgasm for hours.” “Oh
god no. I swear I’ll never do that again,” Harry pleaded
and whimpered with need of more, more, more of Draco to satisfy his
burning desire. Draco concentrated. “Conjure
me a knife, Harry,” Draco said. “Something for fear.” “Oh
shit,” Harry grinned and with his hands still bound he conjured
the knife. Draco slid his hand up Harry’s arm slowly taking the
large hunting knife from Harry’s hand and sliding the tip of
the knife over Harry’s arm all the way down. “Stick
out your tongue,” Draco said. Harry obeyed and Draco slid the
knife across Harry’s face carefully so that the blade was
facing away. “Lick it.” Harry licked the blade from base
to tip slowly enraptured at the sexual bliss as his cock twitched
mercilessly. Draco slid the knife over Harry’s chest letting
the blade scrape across Harry’s nipple, making Harry shudder. “Holy
shit…oh god yes…” Harry breathed hard at feeling
the cool blade against his warm chest and stomach. Draco kept up the
tiny thrusts with his cock straining not to plunge deep into the heat
and bury itself there. The knife blade was now stroking over Harry’s
erection and Harry was breathing hard and watching downward to see
it. “Oh fuck…Draco…please, oh god…” “You
will never leave me behind again,” Draco said. “Will
you?” “No.
No, I won’t. I swear it,” Harry said. “Just end
this…please, please, Draco…I’m about to explode
here.” “I
want one more thing,” Draco said. “Anything.
Name it and I’ll get it, just oh god please fuck me before I
lose my mind,” Harry said quickly. “I
want you to conjure a mirror on the wall in front of us,” Draco
said. “I want you to watch me fucking you hard and deep, baby.” “Sweet
Merlin,” Harry whimpered. “Do
it,” Draco said. “If
I just look in a mirror at this I’ll come. I swear I will,”
Harry said. “Do
it. Now,” Draco said pulling the knife up to lay it against
Harry’s throat. “I said now.” Harry flipped his
fingers within the bindings to put a mirror on the wall and each look
a long look at themselves in the position. “Holy shit.” “You’re
beautiful with a knife,” Harry said breathless captured by
Draco’s perfection. Draco moved them over and lifted Harry’s
leg again so that each could see Draco’s cock disappearing each
time into Harry’s ass. “Oh fuck that is so cool. I’m
close to coming, Draco. Please, please let me. Come with me.” “On
one condition,” Draco said. “You must watch the entire
time and not close your eyes when you come.” “I
can’t,” Harry grinned. “I have to close my eyes. I
can’t help it.” “I
know you always do it,” Draco said. “But not this time.
You have to keep them open and watch. If you promise me that, I’ll
fill you up with my cock and bury it so deep inside you that you’ll
want it to stay there forever.” “I
promise,” Harry said quickly. “Give it to me. Give me all
of you.” “Then
take all of me lover,” Draco said. Harry braced himself and
Draco pushed his full length up and into Harry’s resistance.
Each moaned hard at the overwhelming feeling. Draco made sure to keep
the pace steady so that they could watch each thrust deep inside. “Oh
god that’s so damn good and tight. See that?” “Yes.
And I can feel it, too,” Harry breathed. “Make me come.
Please stroke my cock for me.” “No,”
Draco said as he rammed Harry hard. “I’ll give you
something else when you come for me. But I’m not coming until
you do.” Draco trailed the knife blade down Harry’s arm,
shoulder, and ribs and down to his cock again. “Oh
god…oh god yeah…Draco, I’m close, I swear it…”
Harry pleaded with a whimper still watching every move. Draco used
the back of the knife to stroke up and down Harry’s throbbing
erection giving him more pleasured sensations as he fucked him hard
several more minutes. “Draco…oh god…yes, I’m
going to come…fuck me, do it…” Draco upped the
hard fucking and Harry closed his eyes. “Open
them!” Draco yelled and Harry obeyed and watched himself being
reamed deep and hard. “Oh yeah…so good and tight…oh
so damn good…” Draco breathed as he pounded into the
tight hole. When Harry was panting and Draco knew his orgasm was
seconds away Draco raised the knife and put it to Harry’s neck.
The total thrill was too much and as Harry started to shoot his load,
Draco came across Harry’s chest with the knife and cut a long
thin line of flesh that started to bleed immediately. “Oh
fuck!” Harry yelled as he shot a hard wad of semen and
shuddered from the searing sting of the cut across his chest. “Oh
god yes! Oh god!” Draco took the opportunity to place the knife
blade back at Harry’s throat. “Now
watch me come,” Draco said. Harry bit his lip and Draco took
several more pounding thrusts into Harry’s hot ass and growled
loudly as he shot the hot semen deep into his lover and kept pumping.
Harry watched as the sticky white fluid began to come from his ass,
which Draco kept fucking. “Isn’t that good? Look at that.
Picture perfect. We made that.” “Holy
shit,” Harry breathed as he looked into the mirror at them. “Oh
god that is so hot. I have never come that hard in my life. I think I
popped a nut on that.” The pair laughed softly. “Look at
me. I’m covered in blood.” “I
like that,” Draco said finally stopping his thrusts to run his
hand over Harry’s bloody chest. Draco’s fingers were
covered in the blood as he smeared it over Harry’s sculpted
chest and nipples. “Mmm…so good.” Draco lifted his
finger to Harry who took the blood-covered finger into his mouth and
sucked it clean. Draco took another finger and did the same as they
watched the other. “Oh
hell that is so sexy,” Harry said softly when Draco smeared the
rest of the blood on his own cheek. “Am I sick for totally
getting off on this?” “Yes,
but so am I,” Draco whispered near Harry’s ear as they
watched each other in the mirror taking in the blood and come that
soaked them along with their own sweat. “You’re my work
of art, my bloody little slave.” Draco put his hand on the
ropes to vanish them and Harry’s arms fell onto the bed limply.
Draco pulled himself from Harry’s ass and moved over to lay
flush on him squishing the blood and come between them as they kissed
hungrily. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco pulling him down hard
into the kiss. After they were breathless each pulled away. “Hold
still and I’ll heal that.” “No!”
Harry said. “I want to keep it. That was so fucking good I want
that reminder.” “Fine.
I’ll leave it then,” Draco said. “I could take just
the pain of it away.” “No.
I like it,” Harry said with a smile. “I swear when you
told me you wanted one more thing from me, I would have given you
anything you asked for on earth just to have you do it to me.”
Harry laughed. “You
were begging me,” Draco teased. “Hell
yes I was,” Harry said. “You were torturing me.” “And
I liked it,” Draco said. “Are you saying you didn’t
like it?” “No,
I’m not saying that at all,” Harry said. “I fucking
loved it. But I don’t think I could ever cut you. I don’t
mind it on me, but…I couldn’t do that to you.” “Good.
I don’t want you to,” Draco said and each laughed. “But
I will give you what you need. You need that domination and I can
give it with full effect.” “Yes,
you do,” Harry said seriously. “You know what I need. And
I love you for that. Nobody could ever understand that with me but
you. You’re perfect for me because you can do this with me and
not fear it.” “I
fear nothing,” Draco said. “But you know what I need,
too. And you give it to me in abundance. That makes you also perfect
for me. A matched set.” “Yes,”
Harry whispered. “I am still turned on over this. I could be
hard again in two minutes.” Draco giggled a bit. “So
could I,” Draco said. “You want to top me now? I think
that’s only fair.” “Hell
yes,” Harry said and then checked Draco’s watch. “Damn.
We only have fifteen minutes.” “We’ll
get ourselves ready and then do it,” Draco suggested. Harry
nodded and each watched the other stroke themselves to hardness after
a few minutes. “Come on. Do me. Make it quick.” Harry
created lube and loosened Draco a bit before he mounted and began to
thrust quickly hard and deep into his body. Each was so turned on by
the previous fuck that it was hardly anytime before they were panting
and grunting with need of relief. Draco was stroking his own cock
hard and fast as Harry pushed Draco’s legs up and slammed into
him forcefully again and again. “I’m
going to come…here I come, Harry!” Draco yelled. Harry
slipped his thumb underneath Draco’s balls and sent the waves
of hard magic up through Draco’s sac. Draco screamed in
pleasured bliss as his body convulsed from the surge of magic mixed
with his own come that jetted over his chest and neck. Harry thrust
forward again with a growl and spilled his own seed into Draco’s
hot cavity with a small tremble of orgasm. Each rode out the blissful
thrill as long as it would last before falling onto the bed in a
boneless pile of flesh. “Oh
god,” Harry said. “I’m exhausted. And I have to
take these idiots on a tour.” Each laughed a bit. “That’s
okay. You can do it,” Draco said. “I’ll be there
with you.” Draco pulled Harry over for a searing, deep, tongue
filled kiss that lasted long until a knock at the door sounded. “Oh
shit,” Harry grinned. Draco held up his watch. It was time for
the tour. “What are we going to do? We’re naked and
covered in come and blood.” Harry laughed hard on the bed. “Just…put
on your jeans and I’ll slip on mine so we can let them in. Then
we’ll take a very quick bath,” Draco said. “They’ll
ask about this and that,” Harry pointed to his cut and Draco’s
bruising. “I’m
counting on it,” Draco said and they both laughed hard at their
insanity. Each slipped from the bed and tugged on pants. Harry did a
quick flick and cleaned the room a bit for his guests as he went to
the door. “Who?!”
Harry said forcefully. “It’s
us,” Hermione said. “You told us to be here.” “Okay,
you asked for it,” Harry said with a grin and opened the
entrance. All eyes went wide at Harry’s blood covered chest. “What
in hell happened to you?” Ron asked with wide eyes. “A
Death Eater,” Harry grinned with a chuckle and motioned inside.
They all followed him inside to see Draco sitting on the bed. “Oh
my god,” Ginny said of the pair of blood covered guys.
“And…Draco, what is that?” “That’s
where the hero bit me,” Draco grinned. “Repeatedly. I
loved it.” “You
two are both sick,” Dean said with a scowl. “And…this
is your room, huh?” “Our
room,” Harry said. “Mine and Draco’s. And…we
sort of need a bath right quick. Just…make yourselves at home
for a bit.” “Here,”
Draco handed Harry the knife covered in blood. “Oh
my god,” Hermione said. “Harry? You scare me sometimes
with the shit you do.” “I
didn’t do it. Draco did. It was his idea,” Harry said. “I
just…loved every minute of it.” “You
will never be able to understand this, but Harry wanted me to do
that,” Draco said. “He
told you to cut him?” Seamus asked. “No.
But he wanted me to,” Draco said. “That’s why we
get along so well. I know Harry better than you do in this area, so
fuck off.” “He
does know me,” Harry said. “But I know how sick Draco is,
too. So it works out.” Harry reared back and flipped his wrist
sending the knife whizzing by Draco’s head into the headboard
of the bed. Draco never flinched. “We might need that later.
Come on and let’s wash off right quick before we go. Hermione,
look under my bed and get that taller box. I took the wards off of
it. There are some things in there you might want to see while I
bathe.” The pair ran the water and washed off quickly even
brushing their teeth. Hermione took the box and put it on the table
and went through the legal forms, documents and papers as the pair
bathed. Within only minutes each was clean and dressed in jeans and
t-shirts. They came out of the bathroom to see the others all
gathered around the table reading. “What
are you reading?” Draco asked. “Harry’s
financial statements,” Michael said. “Oh
hell. I forgot that was in there,” Harry said. Draco grabbed
the sheet and took it from them. With a quick expert and practiced
glance down the sheets of the summary page, Draco hummed. “Well.
You’re not as wealthy as me, but you’re okay,”
Draco handed the sheet back to Hermione and went to sit on the bed
next to Harry as they put on their shoes and socks. “Shit!”
Ginny yelled. “Harry, you have seventeen million in Gringotts!” “Yeah,”
Harry said tying his shoes. “Herm, did you see those sample
waivers? I was thinking that you and Draco could get some good ideas
from those for my own waiver for Fudge stating that he won’t
put me in Azkaban or try to give me a death penalty for killing
Voldemort or any DEs.” “Do
you own all these properties?” Michael said of the list. “Yeah,”
Harry said lightly. “And I was thinking that if we can get
these waivers done, I’d take them myself to the Ministry so
he’d know I was serious.” “You
have muggle banking accounts?” Ron asked. Draco snickered. “Yes!
Yes, I do!” Harry yelled. “All that shit means nothing if
I’m dead. Listen to me!” They all turned to him. “I
need help with the saving my life waiver. Not my financial statement.
You shouldn’t have even seen that, but now that you have,
please don’t say anything about it, okay? That was my parents’
money and it was given to me because they’re dead. So…just
don’t say anything to anybody about it. I never use it anyway.” “We
see that,” Ginny said of Harry’s clothing as Hermione put
all the parchments except for the ones she needed back into the box. “Shut
up, please,” Harry said. “I dress for the way I live. I
can’t very well train and fight in a suit. And god forbid I
wear that stupid robe garbage. Why do wizards wear robes anyway? It’s
stupid.” “I’ve
often wondered that myself,” Hermione said. “Very
impractical.” “Not
so,” Draco argued. “Robes denote the importance and
social status of said wizard.” “That’s
true,” Michael said. “Social
status? That’s it?” Harry asked. “How dumb.” “It’s
one of those things that you’ll never understand unless you
were born and raised in the Wizarding world,” Debbie said. “I
have some muggle relatives that say the same things. Muggleborns and
those raised by muggles never understand about robes.” “Good
enough for me,” Harry said. “I’ll never wear it
again unless I’m forced to.” “You
would if I asked you,” Draco said with a grin. “That’s
what I said,” Harry said. “If I was forced to. Are we
ready?” “Where
are we going?” Dean asked. “Up,”
Harry said with a wicked grin. “Up?”
Draco asked. “What does that mean?” “It’s
the opposite of down,” Harry explained as if to a child. “It’s
that way.” Harry pointed upward. “Go
to hell,” Draco said. “And up where? In a tower
somewhere?” “Yes.
Very good, Draco,” Harry said. Draco slapped the back of his
hand on Harry’s sore chest and Harry hissed at the sting. “Now.
Keep your mouth under control,” Draco said. “Yes,
sir,” Harry said. “Damn.” Harry said holding his
cut. “You
still didn’t heal that?” Hermione asked. “No
way,” Harry said. “I’m keeping it. You’d
never understand why I’m keeping it, but…you would have
just had to have seen it when…oh god.” Harry closed his
eyes momentarily at remembering. “You won’t understand it
so just let it drop.” “You
have a mirror?” Ron asked looking at it. “Well…yeah,”
Draco said. “We had to um…there was…um…” “Yes,
we have a mirror,” Harry said. “Very cool thing to have
by the way. Okay, let’s go. Would you all like to jump from the
Tower?” “What?!
Are you insane?” Seamus asked. “No. Wait. You are insane.
What I meant was, no. No, we don’t want to do that.” “I
can make it to where you can jump from the Tower and not get hurt,”
Harry said. “It’s a rush. Very cool. I do it all the time
at night. Well…not now, but I used to.” “I
don’t even want to know,” Hermione said. “You’ll
see,” Harry gave the evil Voldemort laugh. “That was my
laugh when I have total world domination. Did you like it?” “Very
nice,” Draco said dryly.
“I
thought you had total world domination now,” Michael said. “Well,
technically I do,” Harry said. “But we can’t tell
anyone. Yet, anyway. When I have total world domination I’ll
make you all members of my own council so that you all can do all the
work and I’ll live in a treehouse.” Harry laughed hard as
they walked down the hallway. “Fine
then. I’ll lead the council,” Draco said. “Okay,”
Harry said in teasing with a grin. “Ron can lead my armies, and
Hermione can be in charge of my research departments and libraries.
Ginny and Michel can manage my immense wealth, and Seamus and Dean
can…um…what can you both do?” “We
can be in charge of public relations,” Dean said. Seamus
nodded. “Okay,”
Harry said. “Neville and Deb, what do you both want to do in
ruling the world with me?” “Well,
I can be in charge of your environmental programs,” Neville
said. “And
I’ll coordinate between departments,” Debbie said. “Very
good,” Harry teased them. “It looks as if everything is
in order then. I’ll take a vacation.” “You
haven’t been approved for a vacation yet,” Draco said as
they turned several more corners in the school. “That request
must be written up and approved by the council. Sorry.” “No
way. I run the council,” Harry said with a laugh at this big
joke. “No
one member can control the council to be an effective democracy,”
Hermione said. “You are only one member with equal vote. We
could vote to allow you a vacation, but even then it would need to be
approved for the date.” “What?!”
Harry asked turning to them. “I’ll fire you all then.” “Sorry,
you can’t do that either,” Debbie said. “Now that
we’re appointed, it would have to be a unanimous vote to oust
one member.” “Who
thought of this stupid idea?” Harry asked. “You
did,” Everyone said. “Oh
god,” Harry huffed as he turned around and headed off down the
hallway. “Why did I do that? You do know that I was just
joking, right?” “No.
We don’t know that,” Ron said. “And technically,
now that we are a council already, it’s too late to take back.
I’m in charge of the militia so we’ll come after your ass
if you say anything bad about the council or it’s members.” “Wha…Ron,
there is no militia,” Harry grinned. “Not
yet,” Ron said confidently. “But if you’re in
charge, then technically I’ll be over the Ministry’s
division of policing and the Auror squads.” “Then
that would make me over the Ministry in general,” Draco said.
Harry stopped and looked at them all closely. “You
people scare me,” Harry said. “And that’s not easy
to do, but…you all are acting like this is real.” “This
is real,” Debbie said. “Since you are the most powerful
wizard living, then technically you have world domination already.” “And
you’ll need guidance and assistance with that,” Hermione
said. “And who else do you know that is as loyal to you as this
council?” Harry took two steps back. “Where
do I find these insane individuals?” Harry asked himself
quietly looking at them all oddly. “Drop the council thing. I
was teasing you.” “This
is an official vote,” Draco said turning to them all. “All
in favor of dropping the council idea please raise your hands.”
No hands were raised. “All those in favor of continuing in our
chosen duties as members of the World Council, please raise your
hands.” All hands rose. Draco turned to Harry. “Sorry.
You were outvoted.” “Outvoted?”
Harry grinned. “I…But I…You outvoted me?” “Yes.
We had to,” Neville said. “It was the only choice,
really.” Harry just stood and shook his head for a moment at
them giving each one a look of disbelief. “What
are you people doing to me? I mean it,” Harry said slowly. “You
know how on the edge of complete lunacy I am and now…this?”
Harry pointed to them all. “I can’t tell fiction from
reality anymore.” Harry turned around and began walking in the
direction they were headed. “Are you serious?” Harry
asked Draco. “I’m
dead serious,” Draco said. “I think a World Council is an
excellent idea.” “And
you think a bunch of seventh year students and a few fifth years can
handle that?” Harry asked. “You’re
a seventh year student and you’re controlling the world. What
do you think?” Draco asked. “But
that’s different,” Harry said. “I don’t rule
the world for real.” “Yes,
you do,” Hermione said. “Harry, you do and you will even
though you don’t know it. You may not need a council such as
this, but you will have the power to do so if you choose.” “I
choose not to,” Harry said. “That’s the point. I
was teasing you all and now you have just fried my brain with all
this shit. I’m serious. I don’t need to be talking about
world domination. That makes me sound like Voldemort. And oh my god
can you imagine if the Ministry heard that I had started a council
for world domination? They’d come after me right now!” “I
have an announcement,” Draco stopped them all and turned to
them. “World Council members it has come to our attention that
if word of this council was spread to others, mainly the Ministry of
Magic, that it could lead to circumstances of dire consequences for
our council leader, namely one Harry Potter. It is therefore urgent
and necessary for each member to pledge that they will never reveal a
word to another soul of this council, it’s topics of
discussion, it’s formation or of it’s members. I would
like to initiate a deterrent spell on each of us who take this oath.” “Hold
on,” Harry said. “I’m not allowing that. This is
crazy.” “All
in favor of a dettering spell for the members of this council?”
Draco asked. All hands rose. “Sorry, Potter. You were outvoted
again.” Harry threw up his hands and crossed his arms in
defeat. “Harry, get us into a hidden room quickly.” “Fine,”
Harry said as he moved up the corridor and turned into an alcove.
Harry touched the stones there and muttered an incantation and the
wall slid back a bit so that they all entered. “Lumos torchelia
estelas grandus maxius.” The torches flamed to a bright white
light. There was an old teacher’s desk and several broken
student desks, a chalkboard and several cork boards on the wall. “What
a nice headquarters,” Ginny said. “Good
idea, Gin,” Ron said. “We
need to talk about this stupid council thing,” Harry said to
them. “Yes,
we do,” Draco said. “All in favor of setting up this as a
headquarters?” All hands rose. “No,
that’s not what I meant,” Harry said. “I appreciate
your willingness to assist, but I don’t plan on having world
domination. I was just teasing you all. So…let’s
just…you know, not do this anymore.” “All
those in favor of…” Draco said. “Draco!”
Harry yelled. “I meant no more voting and…none of that.” “All
those in favor of disbanding the council?” Draco asked. “No
hands means a no go. Sorry, Potter. You’re outvoted again.” “I
can’t be outvoted because this council doesn’t exist!”
Harry yelled. “Yes,
it does. See?” Debbie pointed to each of them. “Have
you all flipped your lid or are you trying to make me think I’m
a nut?” Harry asked them. “I mean it. I…I can’t
tell. Oh god, I’ve finally lost it.” “Hermione,
you could make us all coins again like with the DA,” Neville
said. “That way when the coins turn warm we’ll know we
have a council meeting.” “But
we need to take an oath first,” Draco said. Harry snorted and
crossed his arms with a laugh. “Meeting?
Oath? You all realize that you’re not a real council, right?”
Harry asked. “Yes,
we are,” Ron said. “We’re the World Council.” “Council
member Potter, can you honestly deny that this council did not help
you today with a problem in which you had previously erred?”
Hermione asked. Harry worked his mouth but nothing came out. “That
would be a no, I believe, proving that you need a group of
trustworthy individuals who know of you, your situations and
abilities to help you and guide you if necessary.” “I
don’t believe this shit,” Harry said quietly. “Believe
it,” Ginny said giving Harry a hard pat on his shoulder and
walking to the chalkboard and writing: World Council Headquarters on
it in big letters. “Harry,
you need to help me fix these desks in the headquarters, please,”
Draco said. Harry just stood and looked at all of them. “I
cannot believe you all are doing this,” Harry said. “Harry,
move. We need to fix these desks,” Draco said pushing Harry
over. “Are
you all serious about this?” Harry asked them in disbelief. “I
think that would be a yes,” Ron said helping Draco move the
desks magically into a circle. “Harry could you conjure more
desks please?” “Um…well,
I guess I could if…” Harry just looked at all of them
working on the room. “I can’t believe I’m doing
this. Everyone move back to the wall.” Everyone moved back to
the wall. Harry gave a great defeated sigh and with several quick
swishes of his hands, had cleaned the room of dust, fixed the desks
and conjured enough so that there were eleven of them in a perfect
circle. “Very
good. Thank you,” Draco said. “Now. We’ll have an
initiation ceremony. Hermione, I know of several spells to create
coins, but perhaps there would be something else we could use.” “Like
what?” Hermione asked. “A
mark,” Draco said. “Hell
no!” Harry yelled. “Are you stupid? I can’t have
you all take a mark! That would be like…me having DEs! Holy
lord you have all lost your minds? Are you trying to send me to
Azkaban?” “Okay.
Fine. No marks. Don’t be so testy,” Draco said. “Testy,
he says,” Harry said. “Great Merlin, what the hell were
you thinking?” “I
was thinking that we need a way to call us all together when we need
to meet,” Draco said. “Meet?
Meet on what?” Harry asked with a grin. “You are not a
council!” Harry yelled. “Yes,
we are. And we’ll have to deal with your insubordination if you
don’t remain calm in the headquarters area,” Hermione
said. “But
I…” Harry said. “Oh just forget it. Whatever makes
you all happy. I’m not arguing with you all anymore.”
Harry sat with a flop at the desk. “Thank
you,” Draco said. “Now. We’ll take an oath to
secrecy, loyalty, and a spell to prevent the mentioning of this
council in any way to others or a consequence will occur. Agreed?”
All members raised their hands and agreed. Harry snorted and put his
head on the desk in embarrassment. “One disagreement hereby
noted, but you were again outvoted, Potter. You’re not very
good at this.” “Me?
I’m the only sane one here,” Harry said to the desk.
Draco and the others came up with an appropriate oath and wrote it on
some created parchment. Each member signed the agreement and took a
spell when offered except Harry. “Are
you refusing the oath and deterring spell?” Hermione asked. “Yes.
I have to,” Harry said. “I am continually checked for
spells and I can’t have anything on me. I have eleven spells on
me at all times for protection and they are checked by my guardian
and the Ministry at regular intervals. If the Ministry found such a
spell on me it could mean trouble.” “All
in favor of allowing Potter to forego the deterring spell?”
Draco asked. All in agreement. “You are hereby given permission
to waive your deterring spell. Congratulations.” “Thank
you so much,” Harry said heavy on the sarcasm. “And I’m
not signing the paper either because anything if it were found with
my name is immediately suspect of my forming of any group to head
against the Ministry. You could all be in danger if my name were on
it. And I refuse to sign on the grounds that it could do more harm
than good.” “All
those in favor of that motion?” Draco asked. All agreed. “Very
well. You are hereby a member unofficially listed due to highly
irregular circumstances. And as being the leader of this group, that
is very odd indeed.” “Oh,
you don’t say,” Harry sarcastically drawled. “I
think you’re all nuts.” “Potter,
your tone to the other council members has been considered
insubordinate,” Ron said. “I think you need to drop and
give me twenty.” “What?”
Harry asked with a laugh. “No way. Forget it.” “All
in favor of the subordination punishment for our lackey member?”
Draco asked. All agreed. “You’ve been outvoted. Proceed
with your punishment as requested.” “For
the love of…are you serious?” Harry asked. All the
members nodded. Harry groaned in irritation and dropped to the floor
mumbling about stupid council and dumb ideas and crazy students.
Harry did the twenty push ups and stood up. “There. Am I done
now?” “Yes,
you’ve served the council with your concession of your error,”
Draco said. After another half hour coins for everyone had been
conjured. The main port coins were given to Harry, Draco, Ron and
Hermione. It was established that whenever there was something
necessary for the council members to know regarding current events
regarding Harry, Voldemort, The Ministry, Hogwarts or other important
relevant information that one of the four would be contacted and the
spell on the coins initiated to pre-empt a meeting in the
Headquarters Room. “And we’ll each need to know the
password into this room, Harry.” “I’ll
change the password to be World Council,” Harry said. “No.
Let’s use something else. If we were found out, then anyone
could enter here,” Hermione said. “I’ve
got it,” Draco grinned. “Let’s use Harry’s
street name in two words. Black Hawk.” “Great
idea,” Ron said. Harry just shook his head slightly. “Whatever,”
Harry said. “I’ll change the password now.” Harry
went to the entrance and changed the enter charms to now denote the
password as Black Hawk. “There. The new password is Black Hawk.
I think this is insane, but whatever.” “As
leader of the militia, I think you are still acting in a manner
considered insubordinate,” Ron said. “Give me twenty
more.” “Oh
hell,” Harry said as he did the twenty more push ups quickly
and stood again. “That’s over a hundred push ups I’ve
done today along with about sixty sit-ups and a full day of training.
I’m just a bit tired, Ron.” “Then
watch your mouth,” Ron grinned. “Oh
god, you’re worse than Moody,” Harry grinned back in that
best friend way. “I’ll
take that compliment,” Ron said. “I
like being a part of this council,” Neville said. “It’s
cool.” “I
would say it was stupid but I’m afraid of the military leader
over here,” Harry said. Ron laughed. “Excuse me, Council
member Malfoy? Whenever this group meets at another place other than
this room, are we considered to be council members that can order
punishment for insubordination?” “If
the entire group is decided that we are acting as the council when in
another location, then yes. However, if at any time we do meet
outside this room, we will initially not be meeting in any Council
capacity unless there is a vote to do so,” Draco said. “If
any other members decide to meet without the entire council present,
please make sure that you are not overheard and that no official
actions are taken without presenting them to the council beforehand.” “You
are very good at this,” Harry said to Draco. “That
is the reason I lead the other departments,” Draco said. “I’m
a good authority figure. I was trained since birth to be above
others.” “Oh
yes, we know that,” Hermione said. “We’ve seen it
for years.” “Aren’t
you going to make her give twenty push ups for that insubordination?”
Harry asked Ron. “No.
What she said was the truth,” Ron said. “We all know
that.” Everyone nodded. “I
see how this thing operates now,” Harry said in a pouty way.
“Please continue the meeting, Council member Malfoy. Excuse my
intrusion.” The coins were passed out to all the members who
pocketed them. Further things were discussed and all in all they’d
all spent an hour in the room. “If
there is no other business, I call this meeting adjourned. You will
all be contacted for the next meeting,” Draco said. “Wasn’t
that fun?” Ginny asked Debbie. “Yes.
I can’t believe I’m a member,” Debbie said. Harry
rolled his eyes. “Was
that insubordination?” Neville asked Harry. “No,
I may have something in my eye,” Harry said. “Are we
ready to get out of here? I though of a great place to take you all
and it’s not the tower. It’s below the school. It’s
a wind tunnel. You’ll love it.” “Wind
tunnel?” Ron asked. “I never heard of that.” “Nobody
knows it’s there,” Harry said. “It’s very
cool. I love it. It’s so fun. It’s like flying.” “Like
on a broom?” Debbie asked. “You
don’t need a broom,” Harry said. “I can show you
how to do it and you can fly like…with just yourself. Over the
wind. Very, very fun. You’ll love it, Deb. Trust me.” The
group followed Harry down several corridors and down several flights
of stairs. “We could take another chute. Like a slide thing.
This one isn’t as long, though.” They all agreed and
Harry opened the chute by moving one portrait and moving the stone
there with a spell. “Come on, Draco.” Draco slid behind
Harry wrapping his legs around him. “I will never get tired of
your legs wrapped around me. Oh god when you did that thing today…” “Harry,”
Hermione scolded. “Just go.” “Oh
yeah, right. You’re all coming down after us?” Harry
asked. All nodded and Harry pushed himself and Draco down the chute.
It was only half as long as the last one but soon everyone after
roaring laughs and screams down the chute had landed at the bottom.
Harry led them all through the hidden rooms and to an empty dead end. “Okay,”
Ginny said of the room. “Now what?” “Patience,”
Harry said as he strolled over to the wall and with a punch of a
spell had crushed the stones and moved them away. “I had to put
up that wall to keep my Dementor out of here.” “There’s
a Dementor in there?” Neville panicked. “Well,
yeah. But don’t worry I have him in stasis,” Harry said.
“He won’t hurt you. I promise. You can play with him if
you want.” “Play?
With a Dementor?” Seamus asked. “No
thanks,” Dean said.
“He’s
down there so don’t freak out,” Harry said taking Draco’s
hand. “Come on.” They followed Harry down the large stone
steps to below the school. The large cavern was winding and was
similar to a cave. Harry created more torches along the walls for
light and after what seemed like a mile through the large cavernous
rooms and narrow rock passageways, Harry had brought them into
another cavernous room with a large hole on one side. “That’s
the wind tunnel.” “It’s
a hole,” Draco said. “Harry…you’re not going
to ask me to jump in there are you?” “Yes,”
Harry said. “But you can’t fall in. I’ll go first.
Just watch.” Harry led them to the hole and showed them all
where to stand along one side while Harry went to the other. “Okay.
The wind from below will only come when something is over the hole.
So I have to jump over it to start the wind. Don’t worry. I’ve
done this plenty of times and it’s a blast. Watch.” Harry
stepped back a few steps and ran toward the hole as the other
students held their breath. Harry dived as if he were doing a belly
flop into the hole but the wind swept up and held him up as it he
were over a fan. “This is great!” Harry yelled as he
turned over and over in the wind and done flips over the hole. The
students watched Harry laugh and twirl in the wind until Harry pushed
himself with his arms like swimming to the side. The closer Harry got
to the side, the less the wind became until Harry landed on the side
of the hole near the students. “Holy shit, that is so fun! Who
wants to try it?” Nobody spoke or volunteered. “Come on,
Draco.” “I
knew you’d ask me first,” Draco said. “Harry…”
Draco peered off into the hole. “Are you sure?” “I’m
positive,” Harry said. “Besides, if you fall, I can catch
you before you hit bottom with fragmenting and fly you out. I can do
funky shit. Now, come on. You’ll love this, I promise you will.
Just run and dive over the hole.” “But…it’s
scary looking,” Draco grinned. “I
will never let anything happen to you,” Harry said. “I
love you too much. Trust me.” Draco took a deep breath and
nodded. “Okay.
I’ll do it,” Draco said in a defeated tone. “Just
run and jump? That’s it?” “That’s
it,” Harry said lightly. “You can do flips in the wind if
you want like I did. You’ll do much better than me because you
can do that…that bendy thing that is so totally hot and
sexy…oh god I just love it when you do the…” “Harry,”
Hermione scolded. “That’s okay. Keep it to yourself.
Draco?” “Here
I go,” Draco swung his arms for a moment and then ran and
flopped onto the wind, which caught him and swirled him upward for a
moment before he planed out. “Cool! Oh god what a rush! Watch
this!” Draco stayed flat for a moment before doing several
twisting spirals and graceful arcing flips. Draco could turn backward
flips with ease. “Wow!
He’s great at that,” Michael said. “I
knew he would be,” Harry said lovingly watching his one. “Draco
is just amazing. Isn’t he?” “To
you,” Ron laughed. After Draco was finished he eased over to
the side and seemingly just slid off the wind gracefully. “You’re
so damn good, baby,” Harry said taking a grand embrace. “Harry,
that was so fun! Oh my god it was great. You all have to try that!”
Draco said with wide-eyed excitement. “Just hurry so I can do
it again.” “I’ll
go next,” Ron said. Each person took their turn and Neville was
the last. “I
don’t know,” Neville said. “I’m not very…like
you all. I can’t do stuff like you all can.” “You
are the same as us, Nev,” Ron said. “Just run and jump.
That’s it.” “You
can do this, Neville, because I told you that you can,” Harry
said. “I know what you can and cannot do. You can do this.” “Well,
okay then,” Neville seemed to be convinced by Harry’s
faith in him more than his own, so Neville took off and jumped into
the wind. Neville flew and screamed at first until he was laughing
and the others were laughing with him. After a while, Neville slid
off the wind as the others had. “Harry,
this is great,” Hermione said of the tunnel. “I just love
this. How did you find it?” “I
was searching for something one day and the flow guided me here,”
Harry said. “Sometimes I never know where I’ll end up
when I’m connected and immersed in the flow of magic. It’s
like…someone whispering in my head and leading me to where I
need to go sometimes. I’m used to it now, but…at first
it was…sort of creepy. Now, I just use the flow of magic to
gain access to what I need to know at the moment. The flow knows all
things. Everything. And sometimes I get overwhelmed with information
all at once and it feels like my brain will explode with all the
stuff it tries to send me in one load.” “How
often do you tap into it?” Michael asked. “Well,
I’m tapped into it at all times,” Harry explained. “But
I don’t use it unless I need something. If I need a password or
a location on someone in the school or in the world or whatever, I
just tap in and that information comes to me as if I’d asked
for it. It’s very helpful.” “Harry,
is Voldemort aware of or is he on the flow?” Hermione asked.
All the students stilled for the answer. “He
was on it,” Harry said. “But he’s not anymore.” “Why
not?” Draco asked. “I
bumped him,” Harry said. “I knocked him out. He didn’t
like it. He’s sort of pissed at me over that, but…oh
well. Voldemort doesn’t know for sure that it was me, but…I
think he could guess who did it.” Harry grinned largely. “How
did you take him off?” Ron asked. “That’s
the odd thing,” Harry said. “Albus and I were discussing
it one evening after training during the summer and we decided that
Voldemort needed to be out of the flow because he was using the
information on it for the wrong reasons. So I came up with this grand
idea that we’d feed Voldemort false information to lure him to
a place so that I could kill the fucker. Well, Albus had a fit, of
course, and I got pissed, of course, and then we had an argument over
it. I threw spells, he threw hexes and I settled down. After that, I
was playing with the strikes…or…the lightening thing
while we were discussing it. I tapped into the flow while playing
with the strikes and somehow my thoughts of removing Voldemort from
the flow became so. And he was knocked off. Both Albus and myself
tried to locate him on the flow and he was just…gone. So
now…he’s just not there. It was very weird even for me.” “Fascinating,”
Hermione said. “And he can’t get back?” “The
flow is so powerful, I’m sure that he would have come back if
he was able to do so,” Harry said. “But after that day,
he hasn’t been connected not even once. I’m glad, too,
because now he can’t track me, but I can track him.” “Harry,
will the wind hold us both at once?” Draco asked. “Sure.
You want to jump together?” Harry asked. “Let’s
do it,” Draco said. “You’re
addicted now,” Harry grinned. “Yes,
I am. I love this,” Draco said. “Ready?” The pair
ran and jumped into the wind together. Harry pulled Draco over and
they wrapped around each other and kissed as they floated in the
wind. They did several stunts, pulls and pushes against the other
which looked and sounded like great fun as they laughed and played in
the floating wind. “Could we have sex in this?” “Sure
we can,” Harry said. “You want to?” “I
can’t right now,” Draco said with a laugh. “We’ll
do it another time.” “I’m
game,” Harry said. “There are so many things I want to
share with you, Draco. So many wonderful things I want to give you.” “You
are just too damn much!” Draco squealed as he dived and twisted
toward Harry. They kissed in the wind as they hovered together and
loved one another in the wind. “Our
turn!” Ron yelled. Eventually all the couples jumped together. “I
just love that,” Ginny smiled. “Let’s
all go together,” Draco said. “Can we do that, Harry?” “The
wind will hold as much as it needs to hold. We can all go if you
want,” Harry said. “Ready?” Everyone jumped into
the hole and the wind gushed up hard to compensate for the weight of
all of them and soared them upward higher than they’d ever been
until it leveled off. They all squealed, laughed and screamed. They
all held hands and did back flips and dives together and it was a
wonderfully fun time until they were tired and decided to slide down. “Oh
god how wonderful,” Michael said. “I’m so tired.” “So
am I,” Hermione breathed heavy. “I’m
totally exhausted,” Harry said. “Anyone want a drink of
fresh water? There’s a fountain up ahead that is very
beautiful. There’s several stalactites and stalagmites that
have fused together in the fountain making it look like an angel sort
of. It’s a rough climb, but I can get you all there.” “Yeah,
let’s do it,” Ron said. Everyone agreed but Neville was
hesitant. They convinced him and followed Harry through several tight
passes between rocks and through a small tunnel far back into the
caves until they heard the running water up ahead trickling. “Oh,
and Ginny, I meant to tell you that the same water from the Chamber
of Secrets came from this fountain,” Harry said. “Isn’t
that cool?” “Oh
yeah. Very cool. I could have lived my entire life never knowing that
and I would have remained perfectly happy,” Ginny said crawling
over the rocks. “I
thought it was interesting,” Harry giggled. They all arrived
but it was a bit dark. Harry threw colored balls of light all over
the fountain lighting it up with the bright yellows, blues and pinks
of the light. The fountain was shooting up from the earth out of what
looked like white rock all around. Harry conjured them all cups and
each went to take water from the fountain. The water was freezing
cold and perfect. “How
good,” Debbie said of the cold drink. “I needed that. I
feel so much better now.” “Refreshed,”
Michael said. “Is there something in this water, Harry?” “Yeah,”
Harry said. “There is a mixture of minerals in the earth and a
tiny bit of…well, I don’t know how to explain it but
it’s like magic in the water. For wizards who drink this, it’s
like a vitamin for your magic. It gives you a boost. Like energy or
something. The flow just informed me of that.” Harry laughed.
“I don’t know much about it other than what I was just
told.” “Listen?
Can you hear that echo of our voices?” Ginny asked with a grin.
“This room is like a cavern.” “It’s
acoustically sound,” Draco said. “I wish we’d
brought music with us. It would sound great in here.” “I
could play you some music,” Harry said quietly almost in
embarrassment. “You
didn’t bring your CD player,” Hermione said.
“What
are you going to do, Harry? Sing to us?” Ron laughed loudly.
Harry shrugged lightly. “I
can sing a little bit,” Seamus said. “My mum says I’m
pretty good.” “I
can do things, but I can’t sing,” Debbie said. “I
can make knots. My uncle was in the muggle navy and I used to stay
with him and my aunt a lot. My brothers all wanted to learn about
making them, so I learned, too. I can make over fifty different
ones.” “I
can do that, too,” Harry said. “I don’t know fifty,
but I know ten good ones I use all the time. That’s a great
skill to have, Deb. I’m impressed.” Debbie beamed as did
Harry. “I
can ride a skateboard,” Michael said. “I have muggle
cousins that ride and they taught me. I have pretty good balance with
it and I even competed with my cousins and took fourth place in a
tournament once.” “I
can knit and sew very well. I can also play a bit on an ocarina,”
Ginny said.
“I
can play the drums a bit,” Ron said. “My brother Charlie
has a…well, a friend that plays them. When me and George went
to stay with them last summer, Kevin showed me how to play a bit.” “I
had piano lessons when I was small,” Hermione said. “So,
did I,” Draco said. “I can play okay, but…I
haven’t done that in years.” “I
can play the guitar a bit,” Harry said. They all looked at
Harry oddly. “You?
You play music?” Neville asked. “Well,
yeah a bit,’ Harry said. “You want me to play you
something?” “Right
now?” Ron asked. “No,
Ron, in forty years. Of course right now,” Harry said. “I
can conjure a guitar if you want to hear it. I don’t have to, I
just thought…” Harry shrugged. “We’re all
just sitting here resting for a bit.” “You
are just a buffet of entertainment,” Draco said. “Play
something then.” “And
sing us a song,” Hermione said. “I know you can sing. You
used to sing all the time at the Burrow.” “I
was twelve, Herm,” Harry pointed out. “But yes, I’ll
sing you all a song if you want. And I swear to all that is holy if
any of you tell anybody that I did this, I will gut you with my
hunting knife like some Hepper fish.” “Fine,
we get the point,” Ron said. “Go ahead.” “And
don’t laugh at me, okay?” Harry said with a grin. “I
haven’t done this in…a long time.” Harry conjured
a regular acoustic guitar and pick with a few chords to loosen his
fingers every one grinned as Harry started to play the muggle song
that some of them already knew. The song was “Time of Your
Life” by the group Green Day. “Another
turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time
grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So
make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
It's
not a question, but a lesson learned in time.
It's
something unpredictable, but in the end is right.
I
hope you had the time of your life.
So
take the photographs, and still frames in your mind.
Hang
it on a shelf in good health and good time.
Tattoos
of memories and dead skin on trial.
For
what it's worth, it was worth all the while.
It's
something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. I
hope you had the time of your life. It's
something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. I
hope you had the time of your life. It's
something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. I
hope you had the time of your life” Harry
played the last part of the instrumental and ended with a fling of
the strings and a crooked grin. The others just stared for a few
moments at what they’d just been treated to. “Oh
my god,” Draco was wide-eyed. “That was great. When did
you learn that?” “When
I was homeless,” Harry said. “After my job during the day
at the restaurant, I would sell drugs near a club. There was this
band playing at the Funky Banana and I was unloading all kinds of
stuff with them. One of the guys there and I became friends and he
was the guitar player. Well, the bass player had something happen and
ended up in the hospital for four weeks so the band didn’t
play. Every evening I would go over and see Thad and he’d show
me stuff. I…I just learned it. I had nothing else to do
besides work, sell dope and shoot up. So… that’s it.” “Your
life is just so odd that it’s hard to believe sometimes,”
Neville said. “It
is,” Harry laughed softly as he played the strings. “One
night we had played around with the guitars and we were laughing
about something, I can’t remember what, but Thad’s
girlfriend came in with four other girls and I was the only one
there. I freaked out, naturally as one would when four twenty five
year old women are trying to get them naked, but I…I just had
to get out of there. Those women were insane. And drunk. So…it
was a mess. I almost never made it out of that room alive. But the
next time I saw Thad, he laughed at me over that. I almost never
lived it down and finally I had to punch him. He didn’t say
much to me after that.” Harry laughed at himself. “You
are so funny,” Draco said. “Now if he’d have come
in with four guys…?” “I
still would have left,” Harry said. “Maybe. I don’t
know. I can’t answer that truthfully because I don’t
know. It doesn’t matter though. Thad died not too long after
that.” “He
died? How?” Ron asked. “He
overdosed,” Harry said sadly. “On some shit I sold him.
So…no more Thad.” “Harry,
I’m sorry,” Hermione said. “It
was inevitable, Herm,” Harry said still strumming the guitar.
“I have memories of Thaddeus Matthew Bartlett and a small gift
of music from him that I’ll keep always. And besides it’s
just a matter of time before everyone overdoses on the dope when they
were using as much as we were. That was two weeks before Albus came
after me. I was a mess and not very friendly for a while after that.”
Harry strummed for several more minutes and then vanished the guitar.
Harry sat on his hands on the rock. “Are you all ready to go?” “I
just can’t get over you sometimes, Harry,” Draco said.
“Every single fucking day you come up with something that…”
Draco just held out his hands and sighed. “He’s
like that,” Ron said. “You’ll get used to it after
a while.” “I
remember when Harry would come into the common room after he’d
been with Albus all day,” Hermione, Ron, Seamus and Dean
laughed. Harry snickered a bit. “Harry would stomp around and
cuss in parseltongue for at least a half hour before he would even
speak to anyone.” “I
was learning the Diatai at first and I was only fourteen,”
Harry said. “Then
he’d show us things,” Seamus said. “Like the first
wandless stuff you learned. Remember that?” “How
could I forget it?” Harry said. “I almost killed Padma
with a chair.” The students laughed. “I
would loved to have seen that,” Draco said. “When you
first started training and not attending classes in fourth year,
there was a rumor in Slytherin that you were having to be taken to
St. Mungo’s everyday.” “He
did,” Ron said. “At first before the initial training,
Harry took a medical course at St. Mungo’s on healing spells.” “Learn
to heal myself before the Aurors set in on my ass. They absolutely
fried me the first two weeks,” Harry said. “I could
barely breath from being so sore. Then they’d make me run. I
had to run and run and run. Then I had to do drills and on top of
that I was put on a physical regimen of sit-ups and push-ups. I kept
accusing them of trying to kill me.” “But
you made it through it,” Michael said. “Somehow,”
Harry said. “I hated it at first. Oh god I would pitch a fit
every morning I had to show up in the training rooms. I knew I was
about to be nailed with about fifty curses, hexes and punches every
day. It was awful.” “But
now you’re the one sending the curses,” Draco said. Harry
laughed.
“It’s
much better now,” Harry laughed again. “Are you all ready
to go?” “Yeah.
We’d better. It’s a long walk,” Neville said. “I
can take you quicker if you want,” Harry said. “There’s
another way.” “Where?”
Ginny asked looking around. “Up,”
Harry said. “See that?” Harry pointed to the hole where
the water was coming from. “That goes up to the edge of the
forest near the lake. I can take you that way.” “But…”
Hermione looked again. “Harry…we can’t get up
there.” “You
can’t, but I can,” Harry said. “I can take you all
by fragmenting you.” “Are
you sure you can do that?” Ron asked. “I
wouldn’t have suggested it otherwise, dumb ass,” Harry
said. “I’ve fragmented me and Draco plenty of times.” “But
can you do us all at once?” Michael asked. “Sure,”
Harry said. “I fragmented eighteen Aurors before from the
forest to the Dining Hall. Fragmenting is easy. It’s a mental
magic thing. Simple. Just takes a few seconds. It’s very
convenient for travel and similar to apparating but in a different
form. Whenever you’re all ready, or we can walk the way out.
You all choose. It doesn’t matter to me either way.” “I’d
like to fragment,” Draco said. “You wore me out today,
Harry.” “We
don’t need the details of your sordid and very disturbingly
graphic sex life,” Ron said. “Ron
is just too straight laced, Draco,” Harry said. “He’s
not sick like you and I are.” “His
loss,” Draco smirked. “I’d
like to try the fragmenting,” Hermione said. “Me,
too,” Ginny said. The others except for Neville, who was always
hesitant about trying anything new, agreed. “Stand
up and take hands,” Harry said and everyone got in a circle. “But
you always wrapped your arms around me when you and I fragmented,”
Draco said. “I
know that,” Harry said. “I just like having my arms
around you. Get a clue, ferret.” “Bite
me, Potty,” Draco said. “I
already did that today,” Harry said. “Fourteen times.” “Oh
yes, that’s right,” Draco said. “I have the
evidence against you with that.” Harry lifted his shirt to show
the slash across his chest. “I
have evidence, too,” Harry said with a grin as he let go of his
shirt. “Why
do you all do that? I can’t understand it,” Hermione
asked. “It’s
a pain and pleasure thing,” Draco said. “Very
intense mixture,” Harry said. “So damn good you wouldn’t
believe it.” Harry grunted his feelings about it. “That
shit blows my mind. Oh god Draco you’re so damn good.”
Harry yelled into the cavern and the echo filled the room. Harry
laughed his silly laugh. “Get
us out of here, you freak,” Ron said. Everyone took hands and
Harry laughed before he fragmented them all and took them in a stream
of invisibility up through the small opening, along the water cavern
and for miles up through the earth until they were along the lake.
Just for fun, Harry took them over the waters of the lake and dipped
down to skim the water in the fragmented form before he took the
students up high into the air over the lawn of the school and
descended them quickly and transformed them on the front steps of the
school. “Wow!”
Seamus yelled. “That was great!” “Very
interesting,” Hermione grinned. “Very fun, too.” “I
wish I could do that,” Ron said. “Me,
too,” Michael said. “We’ll
do it again sometime,” Harry said. “But it’s near
curfew, so you all need to be careful with the prefects. Come on,
Draco.” Harry pulled Draco over and wrapped his arms around him
from behind. “See you all tomorrow.” “Oh
and don’t forget that tomorrow after dinner you and I have a
bet,” Draco said. “In the Gryffindor common room.” “Oh
yeah,” Ron said. “The dog collar thing. I can’t
wait to see this.” “Me
either,” Harry said. “What are you going to do?” “I’m
going to defeat you,” Draco said. “You can’t resist
this. Just wait. You’ll see. Oh, and Hermione I’ll need
to speak with you tomorrow at some point in time before the game is
afoot.” “This
is getting more and more odd all the time,” Michael said. “Hmm,”
Harry thought. “Interesting. I can’t figure it out. I
love it already.” “Whatever
Draco has planned has got to be good,” Ron said. “Oh,
it is,” Draco said with a wicked smirk. “I simply cannot
wait.” “Do
it now then,” Harry said. “Nope.
You have to wait,” Draco said. “I’m
excited to see this, too,” Debbie said with a smile. “We’d
better go,” Ginny said. “Where are you two going?” “I’m
taking Draco somewhere,” Harry said. “There’s
something I want him to see. See you all at breakfast.” “If
we make it to breakfast,” Draco said. “We didn’t
have dinner either. I’m starving.” “Then
I’ll get you room service,” Harry said. “Bye
everyone.” Harry held tightly to Draco and fragmented them and
they were gone. “That
was so fun,” Ginny said. “I’m
glad Harry has Draco,” Ron said to Hermione. “He’s
needed somebody for a long time to share stuff with like that.” “But
you’re his best friend,” Michael said. “But
with Harry, some things are just so personal to him,” Hermione
said. “Ron and I understand it because we’re close to
him, but Harry only shares personal things very rarely and only with
those he explicitly trusts.” “He
shared a song with us,” Neville said. “I didn’t
know he could sing like that. He was really good. I mean…really
good.” “He’s
changed a lot since Draco came along,” Seamus said. “But
so has Draco,” Dean said. “They’re inseparable now
it seems.” Harry
took Draco up and over Hogwarts around the towers and the entire
school before he landed them on the highest tower point. There was a
large metal pole at the top of the tower with bars along the sides.
Harry defragmented them there and Draco gasped at the height and the
wind up so high. “Holy
shit! What the hell are you doing?” Draco asked. Harry was
climbing up the pole. “Come
on up here and look out. It’s great,” Harry said. Draco
climbed up the pole until each were standing as high as they could
get and looking out over the landscape and the starlit night. “Isn’t
this nice?” Harry asked of the colors of the sunset. “It’s
beautiful from up here,” Draco said. “I would sit on the
lawn when I was younger and wonder what the world would look like
from up here.” “Now
you know,” Harry said. “There’s something else I
want to show you.” “What
is it?” Draco asked. “I
want you to fly with me,” Harry said. “Climb back down.”
They each climbed back down and Harry maneuvered over to Draco’s
side. “Now. I want you to put your arms around me and hold on
tight.” “Harry…um…are
you sure about this?” Draco said as he was putting his arm
around Harry’s waist and chest. “Perfectly
sure,” Harry said. “I would never let anything happen to
you, Draco. Trust me.” “I
do,” Draco said confidently. “Are
you ready?” Harry asked. “No,
but go ahead anyway,” Draco snickered in a half panic. “Let
go of the pole, please,” Harry said. Draco laughed and then let
go. Draco held on tightly. “And “I’ll hold on to
your arms from the front, okay? Just relax. You’ll love this.” “Okay,”
Draco said. “I’m ready.” “Now
whatever I do, just hold on and go with me. Okay?” Harry asked. “Okay,”
Draco said. “We’re
on the tower and I’m going to lean forward and it will look
like we’re diving head first into the ground, but we won’t.
I’ll level us off soon after, okay?” Harry asked. “Um…yeah.
Okay. I’m scared, Harry,” Draco said. “I’ve
got you,” Harry said. “I would never do anything to hurt
you. You mean too much to me. I love you.” “And
I love you,” Draco said. “Kiss me before we go.”
Harry held on to the pole and turned to kiss Draco slow and deeply
with full emotion showing his love for him. “I
am just so in love with you it hurts,” Harry said onto Draco’s
lips. “Are you ready to fly my dragon?” “Yes,”
Draco said. “Make me not afraid.” “You
never have to be afraid when you’re with me,” Harry said.
“Nothing will ever harm you when I’m near. I promise you
that with my life.” Draco slid a hand down over Harry’s
crotch and rubbed it several times. “What are you doing?” “I
sort of want to suck you off up here,” Draco said. “Is
that weird of me?” “Well,
yeah,” Harry laughed softly. “But whatever you want I’ll
give to you.” Draco unzipped Harry’s zipper. “Good,”
Draco said as he knelt. Harry stood in wide eyed amazement as Draco
held onto the steel pole and took Harry’s immediately hard cock
into his hot mouth and began to deep throat him in the most
pleasurable way. “Oh
holy shit,” Harry breathed and tried not to fall off the tower.
“Draco damn…oh god yes…this is fucked up!”
Harry yelled into the dark evening sky as he was being given what
felt like the best blowjob of his entire life. It seemed like only a
moment until Harry was panting hard and feeling the tightening of his
scrotum as his orgasm was on the way. “Oh fuck…yeah do
it…I’m going to come…yeah, baby…”
Harry wound his fingers in Draco’s hair and assisted with
fucking his hot mouth. Harry pulled Draco hard onto him for several
quick and deep thrusts. “Oh
yeah…oh yeah…here it comes…oh fuck!” Harry
slammed his eyes closed and shot forth a heavy load of hot salty come
down Draco’s throat as he gasped and groaned his pleasure into
the night. When all was taken and spent, Draco licked Harry’s
cock lovingly before he stood and kissed Harry heavily. The salty
taste of his own semen was wonderful to Harry who pulled Draco to him
hard and held him in a fierce embrace. “Holy
shit,” Harry breathed. “You fuck with my mind. I never
know what you’ll do next. I just cannot figure you out.” “I’ll
keep you guessing,” Draco grinned and licked Harry’s lip
lightly. “Now. Take me flying.” “Can
I put my dick back in my pants first?” Harry asked as he put
the body part back and zipped up. “Oh god that was good. You
are so talented at that.” “I’m
glad you like it,” Draco said. “Like
it? Hell, I love it,” Harry said. “I can’t wait to
do you.” “Not
tonight,” Draco said. Harry’s eyes went wide. “What?
Why not?” Harry asked. “Because.
No more sex until tomorrow night,” Draco said. “Nothing.
No touching at all in a sexually explicit manner until after our
challenge tomorrow night.” “What?!”
Harry asked. “But…I…I want to touch you and…do
things.” Harry rubbed Draco’s back and his hand was near
Draco’s buttock but Draco moved it away. “No
touching,” Draco said with a grin. “Is
this all a part of your plan?” Harry asked with a smirk. “Yes,”
Draco said. “A tiny part. And I’ll be staying in my room
tonight.” “What?!”
Harry yelled. “No. Please don’t. Stay with me. Please?” “No.
Not tonight,” Draco said. “Believe me I don’t like
it either, but…it’s okay. We’ll be okay.” “I
won’t be okay,” Harry whined with a scowl of need. “Don’t
go. Please stay with me.” “Harry,
no,” Draco kissed his lips lightly. “It’s just for
one night. And besides it will be all good tomorrow after we haven’t
touched at all for a whole day. No kissing, no touching, no nothing
all day tomorrow.” “What?!”
Harry asked. “I can’t even kiss you? “One
day is all,” Draco said softly on to Harry’s lips before
he placed one tiny kiss there. “That was the last kiss. Now
take me flying.” “Draco,
think about this for a minute. It’s just one…”
Harry started. “No!”
Draco said loudly. “No. One night is all it is. It won’t
kill us and it will increase our desire, don’t you think?” “I
know it will,” Harry said. “I want you to…sleep
with me. I want to wrap myself around you and…wake next to you
in the morning…and…” “And
I’m glad you want that,” Draco said.” Because I
want that, too. But one night. Just one night is all. You’ll be
fine. And no sex. None.” “Fine,”
Harry said quietly with a nod. “No
masturbation either,” Draco said. “Ugh.
Fine,” Harry said with a grin. “I hate this. I want you
to stay with me tonight.” “Quit
your whining,” Draco said. “You pansy ass. It’s one
damn night. You’ll live through it. I’ll have to suffer,
too, so…just suck it up and be done with it.” “Alright,”
Harry said. “I’ll trust you then. One night. Oh hell.
Well, let’s fly and then I’ll fragment you to your dorm
room. It’s quicker that way.” Draco nodded and Harry
turned around. Draco slid his hands around Harry’s waist and
chest. Harry relished the feel of his lover holding onto him so
tightly for a few lingering moments. “Anytime
you’re ready,” Draco said. “I
was just feeling you for a moment,” Harry said. “Here we
go. Lean forward and hold on.” Harry leaned forward and Draco
held tightly. The pair free fell from the top of the tower with Draco
screaming until Harry pulled them up a bit and they soared through
the open air. “Oh
wow! This is great!” Draco yelled into the air. Each laughed
hard as they soared through the cool night air. Over the lake Harry
flew slowly so that they could skim their hands over the top of the
water. “Hold
on tight. We’re going up,” Harry said. Draco held on
tightly as Harry pushed upward and they soared over the trees looking
down as Draco lay on Harry’s back comfortably enjoying the
flight for a long while. They flew all over Hogwarts and the forest
for almost an hour enjoying each other and the sights of the night
but staying hidden as much as possible from peering eyes from the
tower windows and the Astronomy Tower where there might be nighttime
lurkers. When they were finished flying Harry fragmented them quickly
in mid flight and took a small short cut through the school and they
ended up in Draco’s dorm room where Harry defragmented them. “That
was the coolest thing I’ve ever done in my entire life,”
Draco said. “Oh god that was so fun. I have had the best day
with you.” “I
had a terrible day until we…we sort of…well, I sort of
made up with you,” Harry said. “What was I thinking,
Draco? I can’t let you go or push you away.” “You’re
the best thing to ever happen to me, Harry,” Draco said pushing
Harry’s windblown locks from his forehead. “I never want
you to leave me again because someone tells you that you should.” “I
won’t,” Harry said. “But…it was difficult
for me to go against every teaching I have that tells me that I
shouldn’t get mixed up with anyone like this. I’m
fighting inside. My mind tells me that I’m a fool for even
thinking that I can have love and you and…all this, but my
heart tells me to hold on to you and never let go of what we have
together. And sometimes I get confused with it. I’m sorry.” “Listen
to your heart,” Draco said. “That’s where your real
strength lies, Harry.” “I
guess you’re right,” Harry smiled a bit and then the pair
stood in an awkward silence for a few moments. “I guess I’d
better go so you can…sleep or whatever.” “I’ll
see you at breakfast,” Draco said. “I’m sitting
with my table in the morning.” “Oh
crap,” Harry said with a grin. “You’re making me
suffer, aren’t you?” “No.
I’m preparing you for tomorrow,” Draco grinned and
wiggled his eyebrows. “I love you.” “I
love you,” Harry said. “I want to kiss you so bad I can’t
stand it. Please let me kiss you. Just once.” “No.
I want to kiss you, too, but no,” Draco said with a tiny laugh.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Tomorrow
then,” Harry said with a grin. “I hate this, Draco. I
hate it. “Go,”
Draco said softly. “Before I change my mind. Go, Harry.” “Bye,”
Harry said taking a step back and fragmenting away and leaving the
room. Draco sighed long and sat on his bed and it felt like a hard
block. The room was suddenly cold and lonely. Harry
entered the Dining Hall for breakfast to notice that Draco was
already there. They each gave the other a tiny smirk but Harry sat
with his housemates. “Good
morning,” Ron said. “What’s
good about it?” Harry asked with a tiny irritated grin as he
began to pile up his plate with eggs and bacon. “What’s
up with you?” Seamus asked stuffing his face with oatmeal. “I
have this uncontrollable urge to beat the living hell out of
somebody,” Harry said. “I need to fight. Any volunteers?”
Harry ate almost the whole piece of toast and jam in one bite.
Teenage boys simply inhale food anyway. “No
suicide for me today,” Dean said drinking his juice. “I
can’t find anyone to fight with me,” Harry said in an
irritated voice. “I may go to London and fight tonight after
the…whatever it is that Draco has planned for me.” Harry
grinned to himself as he ate. “I’d
like to see you do that,” Ron said. “Fight at that place
in London. Blackwater was it?” “Yeah,”
Harry said. “Hey, you could come with me if you want. I know
you have a bit of money. You could place bets on me and double your
money in a few hours. I could lose the first two or three matches and
then come back and win it. Oh god I would love that. You want to go
tonight?” “Go
where?” Seamus asked. “Can we go?” “Are
you going somewhere?” Ginny asked. Harry rolled his eyes at
Ron. “I
don’t know,” Ron said to them. “Maybe.” “You
and Harry are going somewhere?” Hermione asked as she had come
in to sit at the breakfast table. “We
might…um…I don’t know,” Ron said looking to
Harry for help. “This
is Friday night,” Hermione reminded Ron with a lustful look. “I
am well aware of what night it is,” Ron put his hand on hers. “Could
you be any less obvious?” Harry asked. “I asked Ron to
come to London with me. I’m going fighting tonight I think.” “I’ll
go with you both,” Hermione said as she ate her toast. “You’ll
love it, Herm,” Harry grinned wickedly. “Guys half naked
fighting…sweaty… muscles and all that. Ron, on second
thought, you stay here and I’ll take Herm.” “Go
to hell, asshole,” Ron said. “Can
we go wherever it is you’re going?” Seamus asked with
excitement. Ron, Hermione and Harry looked to each other. “You
know all of them will want to go,” Ron said. “The whole
council.” “Oh
hell,” Harry said. “Well…it is Friday night and…I
don’t know. Can I take ten students to London?” “No,
you can’t,” Hermione said. “But the question is are
you going to?” “If
Draco wants to go, then…yeah, I’ll take everybody,”
Harry said. “But if he doesn’t, then…I won’t
go. But…damn, I need to fight today. I’m freaking out
with it.” “You’ll
have training today. You can fight there,” Neville said
finishing off his bacon. “No
official training today,” Harry said. “Not with Moody
anyway. The squads had an assignment, so I’m on my own. I
thought I might go into the forest for the rest of the day and gather
some Yupi berries for Albus and just…hang out and do stuff.” “Sounds
awful. I’m sure you’ll love it,” Ron said. Harry
caught Draco’s glare and winked at him. Draco licked his lip a
bit and gave that sexy look. Harry couldn’t hold back the grin
at Draco’s tease. Harry rubbed the cut on his chest over his
shirt reminding Draco of their tryst of the day before. Draco held up
the number one and then the number four. Fourteen bites over his
chest. Harry nodded slightly before Blaise asked something of Draco
and he turned to her. “Herm,
can I get a piece of parchment and a quill?” Harry said as he
stood. Harry walked to the window behind him and gave his signature
whistle. Harry waited for a few moments until Hedwig came in and
landed on Harry’s arm. He brought the owl back to the table
with him and put her on his shoulder and gave her toast scraps as he
wrote out the letter he was sending. “Who
are you writing?” Ron asked. “Gringott’s,”
Harry said. “I need some play money tonight if I’m taking
Draco out to London. I never know what he might find that he wants.” “You
just spoil him too much,” Hermione said. “You don’t
have to do that, Harry.” “I
know I don’t have to. I want to,” Harry said. “You
know I never buy anything anyway. I have tons of money, I’ll
have no heirs and it’s there to spend. So I’ll spend it
on the one I love. Doesn’t that sound nice?” Harry folded
the parchment and attached to Hedwig’s leg. “Take this to
Hicklefoot at Gringott’s. And there will be a return package
you’ll need to wait for. Put the package on the windowsill of
HGL12.” Hedwig gave Harry a playful nip and nuzzle on his cheek
before setting off up through the Dining Hall and out the window
above. “Hedwig is a genius among owls. I just love her.” “Hey,
Ron. Can I talk to you for a minute?” Edward Nemby asked. Harry
knew he wanted some dope. “Yeah.
Sure. Be right back,” Ron said as he left with Edward. Harry
continued eating his bacon and juice. “There
are just a lot of people wanting to talk to Ron all the time,”
Hermione said. “Makes me suspicious of what he might be doing.
Do you know anything?” “Herm,
do you know what Draco is planning for me tonight? That challenge
thing? Draco mentioned he wanted to talk to you today about something
and I think that’s what it’s about.” Harry changed
the subject coolly. “No,
he hasn’t mentioned anything,” Hermione said. “But
I can’t wait to see what he thinks you can’t beat him at.
He says it’s something you can’t resist.” “Something
I can’t resist,” Harry thought as he ate. “Oh god,
you don’t think he’ll be naked do you?” “Knowing
Draco, that could be a possibility,” Hermione teased. “And
we all know you can’t resist that.” “Damn
straight,” Harry agreed. “Sorry
about that,” Ron said as he sat down. “What
was that about, Ron?” Hermione asked. “Edward
was just asking me about some things,” Ron said. “No big
deal. So? Are we going tonight to London or not?” “Probably.
Draco will want to go I’m sure,” Harry said. “But
if you all go, you need to dress for it. Muggle clothing. Street
clothes and…well…um…you may need to um…” “What?”
Hermione asked. “Well,
down at Blackwater there are…um…the girls are sort
of…well, hookers,” Harry said. “They all dress in
street clothes. Like…well, you know how hookers dress. You and
the other girls will need to dress not so conservative to fit in. And
Ron, for the other guys you all will need to either be thugs or
fighters.” “So
what should I wear?” Ron asked. “Well,
I’ll be fighting so I’ll be wearing my black pants, but
you either need to look rich and important, or be dressed like a bad
ass,” Harry said. “And
for me?” Hermione said. “Any suggestions?” “Hot
red mini skirt and halter-top showing lots of skin, baby,”
Harry said. “Fishnet hose and heels, tons of makeup and just
down right funk nasty.” “Oh
god. You can’t do that,” Ron said to Hermione. “You’ll
never be able to pull off that look.” “You
think so?” Hermione challenged. “You wouldn’t even
know me, Ron. I could pull that off in an instant.” “But
you got to act the part, too, Herm,” Harry said. “You got
to be all over Ron tonight. Hands everywhere like a good little trick
would.” “I
can do that, too,” Hermione said. “I’ll be your
little whore tonight, baby.” Hermione told Ron who growled. “I
love this idea, Harry,” Ron said with a smile. “What
idea?” Seamus asked. “Maybe
we’d better call a meeting of the council and discuss the dress
code,” Harry said. “Make the meeting for right after the
evening meal. I need to go train. I’ll probably miss lunch, so
don’t look for me. Later.” Harry stood and left the
Dining Hall motioning to the door with his head for Draco to follow.
A bit later, Draco caught up with Harry in the corridor near training
room one. “There
you are,” Draco smiled brightly. Harry could hardly take it. “I
want to kiss you so bad,” Harry said giving that look of pure
desire. Draco was weakened by the look but was determined. Draco
cleared his throat. “Um…where
are we training today?” Draco changed the subject. Harry
smirked. “No
Aurors today,” Harry said. “Albus says you and I are on
our own to train today. I thought we’d go to the forest
and…play.” “Play?”
Draco asked suspiciously. “I
thought I’d let you hunt with me a bit if you want,”
Harry said. “I need to gather some Yupi berries for Albus, and
then I thought you and I could just…spend the day in the
forest together. Alone in the stillness of the meadows…enjoying
the soft sounds of nature and amid the trees…” Harry put
his hand on the wall near Draco’s head, leaned in closer and
looked at him softly as he spoke the romantic words. “…we
could skinny dip in the stream and then lie on a blanket in the warm
sun…take a long romantic stroll through the flowering
glades…enjoy our togetherness because you know I love just
being with you every second, baby…” Harry grinned that
sexy grin and lightly took Draco’s hand hoping his honey sweet
words were working. “That
sounds so wonderful,” Draco said dreamily. “But you’re
still not getting anything until tonight…you sly bastard.” “Damn
you,” Harry chuckled with Draco at the attempt. “You’re
playing me. You know that.” “I
know that,” Draco said with a smile. “But you’ll
get what’s coming your way when it’s time.” “We’ll
see,” Harry said. “Come on. We’ll need to change
before we go into the forest. I was thinking I’d let you kill
us a Grueder hare for lunch and I’d show you how to skin it and
cook it over a fire. Would you like to learn to do that?” The
pair set off walking toward the den. “No,”
Draco said shaking his head. “I plan on having house elves do
all my cooking for me for the remainder of my existence. I will never
have the need of learning to hunt, trap, skin or prepare an animal.
Ever.” “You
don’t know that for sure,” Harry said. “What if I
had to run from the Ministry and live in the forest and you came with
me? See?” “Then
you’d be hunting and cooking for the both of us,” Draco
teased. “Besides I know you have muggle bank accounts and for
that matter I could almost guess that you have those accounts under
another name to prevent the Ministry from tracking your withdrawals.
You’re smarter than that.” “Well,
yes, I have that,” Harry admitted. “But what if…” “No
what ifs,” Draco said firmly. “Whatever happens we’ll
deal with it at that time.” “You
are so damn stubborn,” Harry teased. “Why do I even put
up with you?” “You?
Why in hell do I suffer with the likes of you?” Draco asked.
“You’re insane.” “Yes,
you keep reminding me that by calling me a psychopath,” Harry
said. “You
were acting like one,” Draco said. “And you know I’m
right so shut your hole. We had just had the most incredible sexual
experience known to man and then later that day you freak out and
push me away like you never even knew me.” “I’m
sorry,” Harry said. “You’re right.” “Of
course, I’m right,” Draco said as they entered the den.
“I’m always right.” Harry gave a short laugh and
each changed into tattered jeans and t-shirts for their romp in the
forest. They
left the den and walked out onto the grounds and into the forest.
Harry took Draco’s hand and led him deep among the trees.
During their day, Harry told Draco about the trip he wanted to take
to London that night. He explained all about the place where the
fights took place called Blackwater. It was a clearing in the rough
part of London underneath the subway tubes where the surly groups
came to watch the fighting and place bets. There were always plenty
of thugs, hookers, drugs, and general badness. The pair decided that
Draco would wear a cool black summer suit and play the smooth, rich
financial backer throwing around lots of cash and acting as a type of
manager for Harry for the evening called a headman. Draco was
thrilled to be able to play the role and they discussed what would
need to be done that night including what Draco would need to do and
say to the fight coordinators upon entering Harry in the contests. Harry
and Draco practiced on the grankas and Harry showed Draco how to
track animals and any person that might be in the forest. With a bit
of assistance, Draco killed a Grueder hare. Harry skinned it and they
cooked it over a fire and had the rabbit meat and ashberries for
lunch. Even though he would have never admitted it, Draco was proud
of his kill and had enjoyed the feeling of independence and
self-preservation his skills afforded him. After a long day in the
forest and a cooling naked dip in the stream, it was nearing seven in
the evening when the pair emerged from the forest. “How
did you enjoy your day in the woods?” Harry asked. “It
was great,” Draco smiled. “I was always a bit afraid in
the forest because I felt inadequate to defend myself a bit, but…I
learned a lot today. And it wasn’t as bad as I thought it might
be. Fun, actually.” “Good,”
Harry said. “I could live in the forest. There’s nobody
there to remind me of…well, of things going on that I would
rather not think about. It’s a simple way of living when among
the trees. It’s not just survival, but…providing for
yourself and living depending on your own skills. I like it.” The
pair arrived at the Dining Hall and everyone was already eating.
Draco sat with the Slytherins and Harry came to sit at his table with
the council gathered all around. “I
hear we’re sort of having a meeting later,” Ginny said. “Yeah,”
Ron said. “And…let’s just wait until after we eat
and then we’ll all go to headquarters.” “Headquarters,”
Harry said in sarcasm. “Are
you being insubordinate again?” Hermione asked. “Um…no,”
Harry said shortly knowing he’d get reprimanded with push-ups.
The students all had their meals and Hermione pulled out her
summoning coin and tapped it with her wand to summon the council
members. When the students all began filing out of the Dining Hall on
this Friday evening, the council members all set off toward the room
designated as Headquarters. Everyone arrived and took the desks,
which were in a circle. Draco took the head desk. “Fellow
council members, I’d like to remind you all to be in the
Gryffindor common room after this meeting to witness Harry’s
defeat by me. After his humiliation, Harry has agreed to take us on
an outing. Your presence is not required, but you are invited to join
Harry and myself to London where Harry wishes to be entered into
muggle fighting contests. Harry if you’d like to tell the
others of the dress requirements, please do.” “Thank
you so much, council member Malfoy,” Harry said with a grin and
a hint of sarcasm. “Where we’re going is a rough place.
There are hookers, dope dealing, and just down right mean assholes
there. You’ll all need to dress and play a part. The ladies
here will need to dress a bit more on the less conservative side.
I’ve instructed Hermione on the dress requirements so Ginny and
Debbie you’ll need to speak with her about that. For the guys,
you need to dress like a bad ass. Look as mean and intimidating as
possible. Now. For this evening, Draco will act as the headman of our
group. He’ll be dressed and play the part of my manager as a
fighter and you all will be his groupies sort of. Draco has the cash,
the power and the attitude. If any of you have money and want to
place bets on the fights, you may but you’ll need to do that
through Draco who will be handling the money.” “So
this is like an acting job tonight,” Seamus said. “Yes,”
Draco said. “You’ll all need to remain in character.” “And
what are our characters?” Debbie asked. “Generally
the women who hang out at Blackwater are hookers and whores,”
Harry said. “Very stupid but totally sexy. You’ll need to
remain close to your partners and ladies if it isn’t too much
trouble, you’ll need to be…well, act very friendly
toward your men and not shy at all.” “Oh
god,” Neville said. “Can you do that?” He asked
Debbie. “Be
all over you in public?” Debbie asked. “I can do that. If
you can handle it.” A chorus of oohs went to Neville at the
challenge. “I
can handle it,” Neville said arrogantly. “I hope.”
The students laughed a bit. “What
about us?” Dean asked of Seamus and himself. “Don’t
worry about it. There’s a plethora of mixed couples there,”
Harry said. “And I know a few of the people that will be there
tonight. I don’t know who’s lined up to fight, but I’ll
get on the lineup.” “Why
are you doing this?” Michael asked. “I
just have this need to beat the hell out of someone today,”
Harry nodded. “I’m just pumped up and wanting to kick
some ass. I’m just like that sometimes. Oh, and Draco, you’ll
need to watch me closely because you’re in charge. When I’m
at the end of a fight or if I have someone in a hold, I can break
bones but only if you allow it. I’ll look to you for your
decision and if you nod, I’ll break them, if not, then shake
your head and I’ll let go. It’s sort of a thing that the
fighter must obey their headman.” “I
can do that,” Draco said with a smirk. “So
we’re going there so that you can fight,” Debbie said.
“That’s it?” “You’ll
have a great time,” Harry said. “You’ll need to
stick together, but it’s fun to watch. And whatever you do,
don’t freak out with anything I do or say. They know me there
and you’ll have to call me Hawk. Only a few people there know
my real name is Harry.” “And
for interest’s sake, we’ve decided that Harry will need
to win a fight and then lose several on purpose to get his odds
lowered,” Draco said. “That way, when we place bets,
we’ll win more cash.” “Why
do you do that? Neither of you need the money,” Hermione said. “It’s
a game, Herm,” Ron said. “I’m
playing around with them,” Harry said. “Don’t worry
about it. I’ll be fine. I could kill everyone there in a flash
if I chose to, but this is fun for me. Most of the time the fights
are general fight fights with holds, but sometimes there are knives
or other weaponry which is no problem so don’t get all squicked
out. I’ll take my knife with me so nobody can see me conjure
one with a spell. You’ll all need to take your wands, but keep
them hidden.” “Harry,
we can’t just walk down the hallways here at school wearing
prostitution clothing,” Ginny asked. “So where are we
going to change?” “Bring
everything that you need with you to the Gryffindor tower. And ladies
I want you looking cheap and easy,” Harry said. “Then
we’ll all change in the den and leave from there.” “Will
we get in trouble for leaving the grounds?” Michael said. “Even
with you?” “I
hope not,” Harry grinned. “Make sure you tell your other
friends that you’ll be somewhere tonight so that you won’t
be missed. Bring your money, look like muggles, act your part and
we’ll have a blast. Then if you all want, I’ll take you
all out to eat somewhere or on the strip for dancing or just whatever
you want to do. My treat. But fighting has to come first before I
freak out.” “Oh
god I can’t wait,” Ginny said with bright-eyed
excitement. “This
is going to be great,” Seamus smiled. “Any
other business with this council meeting?” Draco asked. No
responses. “Get your change of clothing and bring them with you
to the Gryffindor Tower. We’ll meet there in an hour. That’s
when the Ravenclaw party starts and most of the Gryffindor housemates
will be there. Meeting adjourned.” The students began to clear
out of the Headquarters. “Hermione? I need to speak to you a
minute.” Hermione and Ginny came over to Draco. “Harry,
go away a minute.” “Why?
Can’t I hear this?” Harry asked. “Just
go,” Hermione said. “Fine,”
Harry spat. “I need to talk to Ron, so I’ll meet you all
in the Gryff tower in an hour.” It was agreed and Harry set off
out the door with Ron. “Hey. How are you doing with the dope?”
Harry and Ron were walking in the direction of outside. “Very,
very good,” Ron said. “I still have several vials of the
coke and a few of the lotucel, but the Hiddle, amperlius, vitrial and
ludes are gone.” “Cool,”
Harry said. “So you got cash. That’s good. You need to
place some bets tonight and you can triple your money on me. Draco
knows all about playing the books with betting, so let him handle it
for you.” “Hermione
asked me about where I got all this cash,” Ron said. “I
told her that I got it from you for doing some things, but I never
told her what exactly. And…I think I have a use for the money
when I get it all.” “And
what would that be?” Harry asked with a smirk knowing already. “You
know,” Ron grinned. “Don’t you?” “I
have no idea what you’re talking about,” Harry said
unconvincingly. “Say it. Tell me.” Harry teased with a
smile. “Aright,
smart ass. I’m going to buy her a ring,” Ron said. “Like
you didn’t know that already.” “Have
you asked her yet?” Harry asked. “No,
not officially,” Ron said. “But…I will soon.” “Go
ahead,” Harry said. “What are you waiting on? Ask the
girl to marry you before someone else does, stupid.” “They
won’t,” Ron said adamantly. “Or nobody better not
be moving in on my girl. I’d kill some fucker for touching her.
Everybody knows she’s mine.” “Do
you think that the whole school knows about me and Draco?”
Harry asked. “I
know that the students talk around here,” Ron said. “It’s
no secret that you’ve both been hanging out together a lot, and
there are a few rumors that Malfoy and you are sleeping around
together, but…most of the students don’t believe it
yet.” “What
about the Slytherins? Have you heard anything from them about us?”
Harry asked. “I
heard Malcom and Terry talking in class and they were saying that
Draco isn’t ever in his room anymore at night,” Ron said.
“But they only know that he’s not there before they go to
bed and when they wake up he’s gone. So they don’t know
for sure that Draco’s with you in your room all the time.
Everybody thinks that Draco is taking some type of special course in
Potions.” “Yeah.
That’s the cover story for him now that he’s training
with me,” Harry said. “Snape’s in on it, too, so
it’s good that you heard that.” “Do
you have any idea of what Draco is planning for you tonight with the
defeat thing?” Ron asked with a grin. “No,
I really don’t,” Harry answered. “I can’t
wait to see what he thinks I can’t resist. Should be fun.” “Do
you think he’ll win anything against you?” Ron asked.
“Truthfully?” “I
have no idea,” Harry said. “But so what? Hell, if Draco
only knew…if he only knew what I would do for him, he’d
just…freak out. Damn, Ron, I’ve never felt like this
about anybody before and…I just love him. It’s
so…just….” Harry used his hands to try and tell
what he meant. “I am just so damn in love with him that I can
hardly stand it. I’m serious as a heart attack here. I mean…I
can’t even explain it.” “I
know what you mean, Harry,” Ron said. “I’m in love
with Hermione, too. Sometimes I swear I can’t breathe when
she’s near me I just love her so much. I get all…nervous
and sweaty sometimes just being near her.” “Yeah,
me, too with Draco,” Harry said. “But other times I swear
I want nothing more than to hurt him and break him into a million
pieces because I can’t stand him. I hate Malfoy so much that it
eats me alive, and then…in the next minute I’m just
totally smitten with him to the point of kneeling and worshipping
him. I’m fucked up.” “That
is a bit odd,” Ron said. “But it seems to work with you
both, so…just go with it. It’s good for you both to
fight like that sometimes, I think. I don’t understand it at
all, but if you both do, then…it’s all good.” “I
just can’t keep my hands off him,” Harry said. “I
have this overwhelming urge just to…touch him every second
we’re together. It’s like I can’t even function
until I have physical contact with him. And when I do touch him, it’s
like…just…totally filling to me like a drug that I
crave. So damn good. I’m never letting him go.” “What
do you mean by that?” Ron asked. “Harry, would you
like…marry Draco or something? Seriously. Would you like…stay
together or…?” “I
would,” Harry said. “Hell yeah. I’m keeping Draco.
He’s mine. Forever. And I mean that, Ron. I’m not letting
him go again like some fool. And you better not let me get all stupid
again with it and try to push him away like I did because of what
Moody was filling my head with. Fuck that. What I got with Draco is
too special for me to not keep it.” “I’m
glad you feel that way,” Ron said. “But damn Draco is a
pain sometimes.” “Oh
god I know it,” Harry spat. “That fucking little ferret
bastard. And did you see that shit where he was on my back and
wouldn’t let go of me until I promised to take him with me? I
should have hexed his sorry ass into next week.” “But
he did have his legs wrapped around you,” Ron said with a grin. “And
damn that was good,” Harry said. “Oh fucking hell he is
so damn incredible in bed, Ron. I swear I’ll never want for
anything more than what he’s got with that. Draco is just so
perfect and beautiful…he is just fucking gorgeous. I’m
so lucky to have him.” “I
think he’s lucky,” Ron said. “You’re good
looking.” “I’m
nothing compared to him,” Harry said. “Draco thinks he’s
effeminate. Do you think that?” “Yeah,”
Ron said. “Everybody thinks that, Harry.” “I
don’t,” Harry said. “I never have, I guess. I don’t
know. I’ve always just seen Draco as…well…just
Draco. He’s just…perfect in every way to me. Everything
he is…is just right. So good…” Harry grunted at
thinking of his lover. “Am I crazy for thinking that?” “Yeah,”
Ron nodded with a grin. “You’re a nut for even liking the
arrogant git.” “He
is arrogant,” Harry said as he and Ron entered the Gryffindor
common room. “And so damn vain. But it’s sexy to me. I
never worry about the way I look, but Draco is…he’s
just…” “Perfect,
I know,” Ron said sarcastically as they were climbing the
stairs to the dorm room where Seamus, Dean and Neville were going
through their clothes. “No dresses tonight girls.” “Fuck
you,” Dean said holding up a shirt. “What about this,
Harry?” “Fine,”
Harry said. “Just look mean tonight. That looks okay, Neville.”
Harry assisted them to pick out what to wear for the night ahead.
Everyone was wearing ratty denim, muggle band t-shirts and jackets
with chains to blend in. Harry spent the rest of the time in the dorm
room until they were all to meet in the common room.
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Tomorrow Will Come
Chapter 16: Chapter 16
By: Kimberjingle
Chapter 16: Sex
With A Blade, The World Council, Getting Ready