Year Eight

Summer was spent at the Black Manor rather than the Malfoy's. As far as Draco's parents knew, he and Harry were still spending time at the Malfoy Manor. What they didn't know, wouldn't hurt them. Just as neither Sirius nor Lupin knew that he and Harry were dating. After all, they would most likely lose the advantage of being left home alone for a week if either of the adults knew that.

After many, many hugs goodbye, Harry and Draco finally had the place to themselves. Harry waved as he watched Sirius and Remus apparate away, then shut the front door carefully. He opened his mouth to say something, delicate lips parted, but Draco wasn't about to let anything other than wanton moans escape that mouth today. In the blink of an eye, Draco's body was pressed flush against Harry's, chest to chest, pelvis to pelvis. Harry's breath caught as he looked up at Draco, a question perched on the edge of his tongue, before Draco leaned down bit his lip.

Something akin to a squeak escaped Harry, and Draco licked the spot where he had nibbled his lip, before his tongue slipped into Harry's mouth, eliciting an appreciative sound. Draco felt Harry relax against the door he was pinned to, allowing Draco to snog him slow and thoroughly. After some time, Draco pulled back, a string of saliva following.

"What were you going to say?"

Harry's eyes were lidded, breathing coming in pants. Draco felt victorious to see how easily he had debauched his boyfriend. Harry opened his mouth, then cleared his throat.

"I was saying..." He swallowed, licked his lips, then met Draco's gaze. "That we should go to my room, and try out a toy I got."

Excitement and arousal shot through Draco, and he took Harry's hand in his own. "I think that's a fantastic idea, Harry."

By the time the two got to Harry's room, they were kissing again, and Harry could barely take his hands away from Draco long enough to open the door and drag him to the bed. Harry pushed Draco on the bed, then straddled him, quickly resuming his attack on Draco's lips. Harry rubbed his crotch on the bulge in Draco's pants, slow and sweet, causing him to buck his hips up.

"Merlin, Harry"

Harry smirked at how undone Draco was, his breathing coming in pants as Harry continued to rub their arousals together, his boxers becoming wet.

"More, Harry, more." Draco was biting and sucking at his neck, hands holding tightly onto Harry's hips, pushing him down harder.

Harry tugged at Draco's pants, eventually getting them off, including his shirt, and immediately licking the head of Draco's freed cock. Harry felt hands fist tightly in his hair as he mouthed at the tall and skinny cock before him, enjoying every moment. Throughout the school year Harry had become acutely familiar with what made Draco writhe and call his name, but they had never moved past oral sex.

Harry pulled off of Draco's cock with a wet pop, a whine following the action. Harry pressed his fingers against Draco's pink and swollen lips. Draco darted his tongue out and tasted them, before taking them full in his mouth and sucking on them until they were covered in saliva. Harry pressed a hard kiss to Draco's compliant mouth before ducking back down and resuming his work on Draco's cock.

Harry hummed around the intrusion in his mouth as his hand traveled to Draco's tight, puckered hole. Draco let out a surprised gasp as Harry rubbed his entrance before pushing a finger inside. Draco's hips bucked and his cock hit the back of Harry's throat. Harry pulled off and licked Draco's sack, then sucked hickeys on the inside of his thighs, adding another finger.

When Harry felt Draco was loose enough, he leaned close to Draco's ear.

"Tell me exactly what you want, baby." Harry licked the shell of Draco's ear, a whine his response.

"Show me your toy."

Harry smiled deliciously, this was something he'd been looking forward to all summer. He'd gone through quite a bit of trouble acquiring the proper sex toy and getting to it before either of his "dad's" could find it in the mail. Harry peeled himself off of Draco's lap, quickly pulling something out from underneath his bed.

"Dray? Close your eyes."

Draco was quick to obey. He could hear the sound of clothes being removed, and shivered when he felt Harry's breath by his ears.

"Open."

Draco opened his eyes at the whispered request, and saw Harry devoid of trousers, a tee shirt being his only remaining clothes. Harry bit his lip and laid back on the bed, legs spreading, before he took Draco's hand and pressed it against the thick patch of hair leading to one of the most exciting parts of him. Draco's heart beat impossibly faster as Harry led his hand further down, Draco's fingers moistening. "Finger me, nice and slow."

Draco hovered over top of Harry and captured his lips in a heated kiss before sliding a finger inside of Harry, impossibly slow, afraid of hurting him. Harry gasped and Draco felt him clench around his finger.

"Are you okay?"

Harry's eyes were squeezed shut, but he let out a breath and relaxed before nodding. Draco sucked at his jaw, working his finger in and out of Harry, cock leaking at the soft whimpers Harry was making. Harry's curly and unruly hair was fanned out, his soft lips parted, looking more beautiful than Draco had ever seen him before. He added another finger, scissoring Harry open carefully, and licked a stripe up Harry's neck. Draco stopped when he felt Harry grab his hand, and looked up to see Harry panting heavily.

"Dray, I want to top you."

Confusion flickered on Draco's face. "How would you...?"

Harry pulled Draco's fingers out of him, before picking something up from the floor. It was a dildo, with what resembled a butt plug attached to it. Draco watched, transfixed, as Harry slowly worked the side the wasn't a dildo into himself, a moan escaping him. The flesh color of the dildo almost looked as if it was apart of Harry.

Lust blew Draco's pupils and he licked his lips, cock twitching at the thought of Harry fucking him open. Harry took a moment to get used to the toy inside of him, before looking at Draco through lidded eyes.

"Can I top you?"

Draco moaned. "Merlins beard, yes!"

Harry smiled, slow and seductive, before pushing Draco on his back and hovering over him.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll still feel me inside of you tomorrow."

Draco shuddered, the combination of Harry's husky voice and dominance making him ache. Harry pulled Draco's legs around him and lined his cock up with Draco's entrance after slathering a healthy amount of lube on it. Harry slid in slowly, pulling a long and low moan from Draco.

"You feel so good Harry."

Harry smirked. "I know."

When Harry saw that Draco was used to the dildo, he pulled back and slid in again, achingly slow. Both men moaned, and Harry began to pick up the pace, until Draco's cock was bouncing against his stomach and his prostate was being hit again and again. Draco was holding onto the head board as the whole bed rocked with Harry's thrusts, his heels digging into Harry's back, pushing him deeper.

Draco's normally pale skin was flushed, moans and mantras of Harry's name pouring out of his mouth. Harry leaned down to tease Draco's nipples, causing the boys back to arch. Harry could feel the toy pressing into him, moving with each thrust, becoming soaked. Moans from both men filled the room, and escalated when cum splattered across Draco's stomach and chest. Harry moved quicker, and reached his own climax, soaking the toy.

Harry pulled out of Draco carefully, panting in exhaustion. Draco caught his breath and helped pull Harry's end of the toy out of him, before licking the cum that spilled from him. Harry let out a surprised gasp, trembling and over sensitive. Draco looked up and licked his lips, smiling lazily. Harry let out a shaky breath before laying beside Draco, resting his head on his chest.

"Was I good?"

Draco let out a laugh. "Good? Merlin Harry, you were brilliant!"

Harry smiled and kissed a bruised spot on Draco's neck, content to lay there for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, Draco insisted they shower, which wasn't all bad once Drake had started massaging Harry's back. Harry was grateful the Draco never stared at his chest while they showered together, only commenting on Harry's terrible hair washing skills.

III

"So, boys, is there anything you want to tell us?"

Harry and Draco looked up from their dinners at Sirius and Remus, who had come back from their week abroad. Harry and Draco glanced at each other.

"Er...no? Why?" Harry silently cursed his inability to be eloquent.

"Remus says he heard some unusual sounds when he came back home the day we left. Turns out we had left some luggage."

Harry turned crimson. "Uh, we, er...that is to say-"

Remus smiled fondly at Harry. "It's alright, we had a hunch anyways. You two look at each other like lovesick puppies."

Harry felt as if he could melt into a puddle of embarrassment, but Draco squeezed his hand under the table. Sirius pointed a very threatening spoon at Draco.

"Now listen here, Draco. If you hurt Harry, I will personally mail your balls to your parents."

Draco nodded seriously. "Yes sir, I wouldn't dream of hurting Harry."

Remus chimed in. "And use protection! Have you been tested, Draco?"

It was Draco's turn to be embarrassed. "Er, I don't think we have to worry about that."

Harry covered his face with his hands and Remus chuckled. "Go on, you two can be excused."

Harry practically bolted, taking Draco with him. "I can't believe they heard us!"

Draco took Harry's face in his hands gently and kissed him. "They were bound to find out anyways." Draco sighed lightly. "Now we just have to worry about my parents."

Harry rested a hand on Draco's still cupping his cheek lightly. "We'll worry about it after we move out, alright? We still have one more year at Hogwarts."

Draco let out a breath and nodded, resting his forehead on Harry's. "One more year."

III

After seventh year, Harry and Draco had taken to sharing a bed in the Slytherin dorms, just as they had when they were children and Harry got nightmares frequently. The two had decided that eight year was, as Draco had so eloquently put it, the "Fuck It" year. Harry secretly enjoyed that his foul mouth was rubbing off on Draco. The two didn't care who saw them sharing a bed or holding hands. If anyone had a problem with it, they'd get lectured or hexed. It really depended on how much patience the two had that day.

On one particular day, neither pair of the couple had any patience left. A bigot from Gryffindor had been ceaselessly taunting them about being poofs in the great hall, and how homosexuality disgusted him. So, Draco and Harry had stood up, and proceeded to snog enthusiastically in front of him. The whole hall had been silent, before suddenly erupting into cheers. Harry laughed when he heard one student shout "ABOUT BLOODY TIME!" and Draco laughed even harder when he realized it was Pansy Parkinson.

The bigot that had previously been ranting stormed out of the hall, and a few more students, inspired by Harry and Draco, stood up and began to snog as well. If one were to pay attention to the teachers at the front of the hall rather than the snogging students, they would notice Hagrid wiping away tears. They would notice Snape's stone cold face, and Mcgonagall looking fiercely proud. If one were to pay extra, extra close attention, they would see Dumbledore surreptitiously wave his wand and cause lgbt flags to decorate the hall.

Draco and Harry grinned when gay, transgender, pansexual, and many other flags fell from the ceiling. A small child with a camera came dashing up.

"Can I get a kiss for the camera?!"

Draco and Harry looked at each other, then kissed again, both flipping the bird as Collin Creevey snapped picture after picture of them. Rainbow confetti began to fall from seemingly nowhere, and the two Slytherin boys stood in the center of it all, in their own world. Harry rested his forehead on Draco's.

"You know this is going to end up in the papers, right?"

Draco grinned. "Fuck it."

Harry laughed and kissed his boyfriend again, bigots be damned. Let my parents see, Draco thought. Let them hate me. I have the only person that matters in my arms.

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