Title: Brevis Birch's Brilliant Boondoggle Author Name: DevientGrey Rating: M Paring: Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter Genre: Romance, Humour Era: Post-Hogwarts Career: Length: Oneshot Words: 12,000 Warning: Summary: "You," Birch pointed at the two flabbergasted Seekers again, "will pretend to be in a long term, committed relationship. You will do interviews and photo shoots, go on dates, buy one another gifts, make with the PDA, all of it." Disclaimer: Author's Notes: Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7383529/1/bBrevis_b_bBirch_bs_bBrilliant_b_bBoondoggle_b Brevis Birch's Brilliant Boondoggle The plaque sitting on the man's desk proclaimed: Brevis Birch Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports Harry stared at it so he wouldn't have to look at the man sitting next to him as they waited for Birch to arrive for their meeting. The summons had come at barely four in the morning, begging Harry to please join Birch in his office promptly at five. The Ministry wasn't even open at five a.m.! Harry had rolled blearily out of bed, grumbling to himself about insane Quidditch captains, self-important Ministry officials, and stupid, jealous former Slytherins who didn't know how to just shut up! Malfoy had found it necessary to crash the party Puddlemere United had been throwing to celebrate the addition of Gallia Gettermore to the team. The younge Chaser had been sought after by every squad in the league and Harry felt quite proud when she chose to sign with United over Malfoy's team. The Falmouth Falcons had not been happy and Harry was sure that Malfoy had come to the party to let their irritation be known. Harry had confronted the other Seeker as soon as he saw him walk through the door and it had gone downhill from there. Harry couldn't help but wonder if he and Malfoy, who was sitting stiffly next to him, were going to be chastised or fined for starting a public brawl. Honestly, it wasn't like anyone suffered more than a black eye or bloody lip – or in United Beater Vepp's case, cow ears, tongue, and tail. Harry was sure that the Mediwizards at Saint Mungo's would be able to sort that out and really, he did feel bad about hitting Vepp with that particular hex. Really….. Okay, so the guy was kind of a git and Harry had, in actuality, been aiming for him. But everybody thought he had simply missed Malfoy and hit Vepp instead so far be it for him to disabuse them of that notion. And it wasn't like the guy couldn't play whilst resembling a bovine. "Sorry to keep you waiting gentlemen," Birch walked in and took his seat behind his desk, "You wouldn't believe the night I have had." At that, Harry and Malfoy did turn to look at one another. Perhaps this wasn't about the United/Falcon scrap last night. "And no, this isn't about your absolutely atrocious behavior last night, but don't think I don't know about it." Birch said, making Harry wonder if he had been using Legillimens on them. "Actually…you know what?" Harry didn't like that. Whatever it was they were here for, he had a feeling he wasn't going to like it and with Birch's expression…he had a feeling he was going to be forcefully involved in something he wanted no part of. "I think…yes. In return for me…forgetting about last night's incident, you will do something for me in return." Birch was smiling somewhat sinisterly now. "You see gentlemen, you were not the only members of the English Quidditch League getting themselves into trouble lately." Next to Harry, Malfoy raised an eyebrow. "I take it from your expression that these other trouble-makers wrought far more havoc than we did." Malfoy stated. "Quite the havoc Mr. Malfoy. You see," Birch rummaged through the papers on his desk, "Ah, here they are." He handed small stacks of letters and newspapers to the two men across from him. "As you can see, the media has gotten wind of this particular scandal and there are several prominent and…generous benefactors to the Department of Magical Games and Sports that have taken this incident, er, badly." Harry looked down at the papers in his hands. Quidditch Coach and Mates Verbally Attack Gay Bar Patrons Quidditch Stars Play Cruel Prank on Gay Muggle Couple "We Don't Want No Shirt Lifters in This League" Says One Star Keeper Next to him, Malfoy seemed to be engrossed in the letters Birch had mentioned. Harry was outraged. He scanned the articles and found something very, very interesting. "I don't understand," said Malfoy, "Straight or gay…you're just born that way. How can someone hate other people over the way they were born?" Harry almost called Hypocrite! but the war was long over and his arse still ached from the round of stinging hexes Malfoy had hit him with the night before. Instead, he said, "All of the people involved are members of the Society of Righteousness and Goodliness." At Malfoy's and Birch's blank looks, he continued, "They are a group of wizards and witches that have adopted the preaching's of certain Muggles that view homosexuality as a sin against nature and a disgusting deviation. Of course, they have other views as well – they believe in white supremacy, that is, those of Caucasian skin colour being superior to persons of other skin colours; they think that women should be subservient to their fathers and husbands; and they regard the poor and destitute as unworthy of help or compassion because those people deserve their situation due to their 'laziness and lack of intelligence' is how their information pamphlets put it." "And how do you know all of this, Potter? Better yet, how do you know that all of these people are members of this Society?" Birch asked. "Hermione, you know she works in the Ministry Department of Law Enforcement – Hate Group Observation and Prevention Division. She has been up in arms the last few months over these guys and insisted on making me aware of the Society members that are also in the League." Harry answered. "You know, 'cause I'm gay and she wanted me to be aware of possible…hostility I might encounter." "Hmmm. Well. It helps to know that now. I wish she had informed me of this fact," Birch almost snarled in aggravation. "We still have a serious problem on our hands." was his only reply. you want us to do a public outing extravaganza or something? Do a story for Quidditch Weekly or Wizard to Wizard magazine? Show people that there are gay wizards in the League and that not everyone thinks the way those idiots do?" Malfoy asked and Harry found himself agreeing that those sounded like possibilities. "I think it would be a good idea to do some…publicity. Do you not open your mail? Flint sent us the announcement over a week ago and it was even published in the English National player bulletin. Harry flushed. Speaking of which. "O-kay." Harry guessed." Malfoy deadpanned. and outstanding players the League has seen in." "And you have called us here to help do damage control. Many of our sponsors for the World Cup have threatened to pull out due to the action of these Society people and several Ministries from other nations have expressed their…abject disapproval of what they see as an English League wide problem. well." "Wait. congratulations gentlemen on making the English National Team. At Birch's nod. he continued. Various studies performed over the past few years have shown that inter squad romances are very popular with fans and one very thorough." . well." Birch pointed at Harry and Malfoy. if you please. And. "What I am going to propose will not only dissolve this ugly Society mess. An overwhelming majority voted for the two of you. because Captain Flint could not decide which of us was the better fit. Do you know yet which one of you has made starter?" Harry shifted in his chair uncomfortably. "I know I am going to regret asking this but. He waited for the triumphant cry from Malfoy over making starter. You two are by far the most successful." Malfoy sneered. You know how backed up I am what with the World Cup coming up and all." At this. Birch?" Harry ventured to ask. Harry and Malfoy turned to one another." "Publicity. She told me she sent several reports to you and tried to meet with you twice to make sure you understood them. "Back on topic. but instead he heard Malfoy reply. "Research. He had thought that since he hadn't heard from Flint in the two weeks since the one-on-one exhibition he and Malfoy had played that Malfoy had been chosen. how do you think Malfoy and I can help?" "Well. "Honestly. gentlemen. "She…did? Oh. "It was decided that Potter and I share the starter position. Potter. I look forward to watching you trounce Transylvania especially. each playing every other game. And how do you know that. very large poll conducted last Valentine's Day showed that you two. "are by far the most popular pairing that fans want to see in real life. "Er." Birch mopped his head with a handkerchief. you're both gay. loved." said Birch with a smirk and Harry thought he must have been a Slytherin for how wicked it looked. "Ah." "And how do you figure to do that?" Harry wanted to know. "Simple. Harry knew that few people were aware of his sexuality and it appeared Malfoy was the same. And what. it could very well boost your careers and interest in Quidditch itself." Birch began. He must have passed that particular letter over in a rush one day. "More." Harry snapped. decades."She did. what?" Harry was shocked." Birch interrupted. "Yes. "pretend to be…in a. 2. which is what their argument had been about in case Harry's teammates asked.Harry was beginning to feel a little nauseated. he giggled! "How do you plan on explaining the fact that just last night Potter and I were hexing each other like we did back at Hogwarts? That's not exactly the way committed lovers would behave. wait. "something. at the party last night. No one knows about it." The former Tornado Captain stated. make with the PDA." Harry said. "Wait." Birch was grinning like a shark now. a…. You will do interviews and photo shoots. He almost appeared to be weeping." "Well obviously Mr. you two did make up immediately following the brouhaha in the way that…lovers are want to do. "Please tell me you are not about to suggest that Potter and I…" Malfoy gulped. until he lifted his head and Harry saw that he was. "It would be a shame if the World Cup Committee on Player Conduct found out about it and barred the two of you from playing on the English National team." Birch finished with a lewd grin. Potter was drunk and still rather upset about the fight you two had yesterday morning about." Harry snorted." Malfoy giggle.bloody hell I can't even say it!" "A relationship Mr. the crowds at matches will soar. "And how. wait." Malfoy wanted to know. DHDHDHDHDHDH Chapter 2: Swooning By the Sea After going over some of the basics – what they going to tell their friends and families being the most important – it was decided that the story would be thus: 1. Malfoy. buy one another gifts." Malfoy deadpanned." Birch pointed at the two flabbergasted Seekers again. such as their volatile history and the fact that their friends would mostly likely blow their tops." Malfoy looked little better. That they had recently decided to move in together. He thought he might throw up. It was the most idiotic plan Harry had ever heard of. Your popularity will soar. . laughing. and this whole Society business will be swept under the rug. "What!" Harry squeaked. The other United players have already been warned to stay quiet and the staff at Saint Mungo's is under the impression that Vepp met with an unfortunate accident while drunkenly sparring with a teammate. "Ah ha. or other outsiders. go on dates. They had been together for almost seven months but had decided very early on not to tell anyone due to obvious reasons. committed relationship." "Blackmail it is then. in fact. "You." "Erg." Birch waved a hand in the air. though he would deny that it was anything other than a manly growl later. Malfoy had his face in his hands. and with you egging him on by crashing what should have been a team-only celebration…he reacted somewhat emotionally. "will pretend to be in a long term. "There were no reporters. "Of course. all of it. And what makes you think that we will agree to do this in the first place. "I am so very desperately in love. They had just about finished when Harry's floo flared. Harry found it somewhat amusing that the haughty Slytherin resided in a cottage. a hand reached out and grasped hold of Harry's sleeve and he found himself falling into Malfoy's arms. darling. I will not be accused of dating an addict. my heart beats only to hear those words from you. not really upset to be leaving the place that had functioned as little more than his sleeping quarters for nigh on three years. Suddenly. grimacing at the taste. Harry drank down another bottle of stomach calming potion. Swooning for Merlin's sake! . Potter. because they were moving in together. Merlin was it beautiful! They stood on a grassy cliff. DHDHDHDHDHDH They reappeared next to the sea. The house itself was incredible. he gasped. They were currently at Harry's flat packing up his things to be moved in to Malfoy's cottage. That. and Malfoy stared deep into Harry's eyes and said. bushes. darkly intent stare that were combining to make Harry feel like swooning. "Why Harry. Harry did so quickly. much like those poses on the romance novels Ginny liked to read. Having your love is the only thing that keeps me breathing. A set of huge French doors." Harry swallowed. they had decided to show the Wizarding world that not everyone in the English League thought the same as those bigots by going public with their commitment to one another." Harry whispered and turned his head in a daze to look at Malfoy. they found it necessary to share news of their relationship with everyone and. Standing at least three stories tall and made of riversmoothed stones and white-washed wood siding. and flower beds had been planted providing a boost of colour to the scene. Malfoy rolled his eyes." Harry bit back. His heart was beating like mad and Harry knew he couldn't blame it only on the surprise he felt at finding himself so close to Malfoy. Two large windows framed by dark gray shutters graced the front of the house on every floor. It was his lease contract for the flat and the rented furniture. "Honestly. Numerous trees. He was swung around and down into a deep dip. husky voice and bold. When he opened his eyes. Due to the activities of the Society. The roof was a stunning pale gray and Harry was almost positive it was made of polished sea shells. 4." Malfoy drawled. "Well maybe if you wouldn't continue to make me feel sick I wouldn't have to take so many of the damned things. A piece of rolled parchment drifted into the room. They left. I refuse to be romantically linked with someone who is abuses potions.3. taking the shrunken boxes of Harry's things with them. led into the house. Actually…it was that and Malfoy's deep. That wasn't a cottage! At least. But. waiting to be signed. made mostly of glass. not like what Harry had imagined. it boasted a wraparound porch and balconies on both the second and third stories. A white picket fence – and wasn't that picturesque? – circled the house. Harry could smell the salt water and hear the waves crashing against the rocks. overlooking the ocean. "Where are the stairs?" Malfoy raised an eyebrow at Harry's inquiry. "Potter?" He questioned back. The ground floor was one large room broken up by floating glass shelves that served to distinguish one space from another – the large. "Let's go. and take a nap. the blond walked through the gate and toward the cottage. a bench. "I mean. The rest of the "walls" were no more than massive floor-to-ceiling windows that let in a stunning ocean view and heaps of natural light. yet so elegant. Malfoy let out a rather Gryffindorish snort and turned toward the house. Malfoy had let go of him and Harry was now on his back in the grass." He said. not even trying to stop the irritated scowl from playing on his face. and still so homey feeling that Harry wanted nothing more than to crash on one of the sofas." Malfoy said. The sofas in the sitting area were dark chocolate leather set atop soft gray rugs that littered the birch floors. when he felt himself falling. He blinked.He opened his mouth to respond. The large wall to the right." He led Harry toward the center of the room and just as they passed the half wall that separated the dining room from the kitchen a set of beautifully carved stairs appeared before them. The back right corner was made up entirely of windows and had nothing more in the area but a white baby grand piano. It was all so tastefully done. dear?" Harry spat. so simple." With that. "Magic. kick back. The walls. featured a massive fireplace with huge built-in bookcases on either side of it that were filled with tombs. though he really didn't quite know how to do that. Potter. The moment he stepped through the front doors his jaw dropped and he gasped in appreciation. airy kitchen on the back left from the impressive dining room on the front left and so on. Harry glared. who had been watching him examine the room with a certain amount of interest. were covered in what appeared to be whitewashed birch wood paneling. You have to climb of ropes made from vines to get to the top two floors. and the like. Potter. what walls there were. it was obvious from the outside that there is more than one level to the house so…" "Ah. no stairs. The bedrooms. Harry picked himself up off the ground and followed. Harry had a vision of Malfoy climbing an ivy covered lattice while Harry himself waited for him on one of the balconies clutching a rose in his teeth. and an opera lounge covered in a dove gray silk. It didn't last long though. We need to get you acquainted with everything before the first interviews tomorrow. "Come here. Harry turned to Malfoy. No. Malfoy?" Harry turned to the blond. He knew they must be upstairs but…where were the stairs? "Er. That though led him to another. . figurines. Malfoy stood over him smirking. photographs. the one that was more wall than window. "Huh?" Malfoy rolled his eyes. "That was rather unnecessary don't you think. " "What about light? Surely it is too bright. to keep out rain and overly heavy winds and the like." They went up to the second floor and Malfoy showed Harry the study and the two guest suites. Saying the former Slytherin's given name did not feel as awkward as he thought it would. . "I have a charm for any problem one might run into having an open room like this. to sleep. had been beyond amazing but nothing." there are charms in place. also made of white-washed birch. so far." He turned to Harry and winked. "Why. Not even windows. looking amused. sultry smirk and replied. the stairs appear. And there was no ceiling." Harry said. magic. Harry." Draco replied. Two light gray club chairs rested in front of the fireplace with a short glass table in between them. of course. his questions satisfied for the moment. "Let's go. Harry looked at Malfoy in awe. the sky. that create the illusion of walls and a roof and that keep someone outside the cottage from being able to see in. "So. It was gorgeous." Malfoy said."You see. there would be no doubt in anyone's mind that they were faking. The whole house. The entire floor was open and one could see anything and everything – the ocean to the east. as you saw from outside. On the right stood an enormous four-poster bed made from a distressed white iron and sporting gauzy white bed-hangings." Harry looked at the room itself now. There are charms. "The whole third floor!" He exclaimed once he could form words. On either side of the bed were simple white birch bed tables on which resided a few large sea shells and a couple of photographs of the exquisite gardens. squat fireplace sat with two waist high bureaus. The wrap-around balcony sported two simple loungers situated facing the ocean. when you step into this area with the intent to go upstairs. the carved stairs appeared. Harry. well. Malfoy gave him a slow. Malfoy nodded and pulled him gently toward the center of the second level where. He wished he could stay in one of the impressive guest rooms but they knew that the reporters and their friends and families would be looking for any clue that their relationship wasn't real so he was going to have to stay in Malfoy's room. everything – from anywhere in the room. "the master suite is the third floor. again. In fact. voilà!. the small village in the distance to the west." and Merlin Harry had never heard his named said like that before…like a seductive caress. marking the end of the main living space and the balcony. it felt… Malfoy gestured toward the bureaus and they stepped over to the walkway between the furniture and the balcony. There were no walls. Harry blushed though he didn't quite know why. Harry noticed there was a boarder in the floor made of small glass tiles that ran around the room. Across from the bed a large. Each of the second floor rooms was spectacular. looking at Malfoy somewhat shyly. the master suite is on the third floor then?" He asked Malfoy. "Where is the master bathroom…Draco?" Harry queried in a soft whisper. nothing could prepare Harry for what he saw when he climbed the last step and the master suite came into view. crisp white sheets and a silvery gray coverlet. placed on either side of it. "How?" He asked simply. even at night with all of the stars. If the presence his magical signature were to be heavier in one of the guest rooms than in the master suite. A rug in a slightly darker gray lay beneath the chairs. "I have a charm for that. It is the same with the stairs on the second floor. it is already past eleven. "I don't suppose you'll let me stay here forever…" He t railed off and then slapped a hand over his mouth when he realized just how that had sounded. I have a camera that can be charmed to take pictures on its own so we can take care of that once you have completed your unpacking." Again. It only now being early September meant that they hadn't had to worry about coming up with winter scenes for some of the photos." Harry said in a breathy voice. in fact. The bottom drawer is for your shoes." He sighed. Pot…Harry. "Speaking of photographs. Draco continued. The next five hours were spent unpacking." At Harry's indication that he didn't. despite the charms to keep outsiders from seeing in. "I still don't understand why there have to be so many of them. together. and Brooms and Bludgers will be here very early in the morning. DHDHDHDHDHDH "The interviewers from Quidditch Weekly. not looking up from his book. he just knew it. there are special racks built into it for them." he replied. after all. Wizard to Wizard. placing Harry's personal affects around the house – which Draco was able to do quite easily and in the end they looked as though they had always been there – and then they changed into outfit after outfit and Apparated to several locations all over England to have the pictures taken. A ridiculously large sunken bathtub took up one corner of the room and large "floating" showerheads indicated the shower area in the other corner. Harry. What do you think? Will you be able to live here for as long as this farce has to last?" Malfoy's voice indicated disinterest but the look in his eyes made Harry think that the Falcon's Seeker cared a great deal of his opinion. "You can have the bureau to the left." and then swept out of the bathroom. something he felt like he had been doing all day long. Once all of that was done and Draco had arranged the newly taken pictures of the men's "seven month relationship" into a collage on the wall above the fireplace in the first floor sitting area. "Well." . mind. "I suppose you're right. If you don't mind. Harry flushed at the thought that he would be bathing and showering in a seemingly open bathroom. two rectangular white sinks set atop white distressed iron pedestals on either side of what Harry now realized was a see-through fireplace. It would be best if we get to bed now. "As I said outside. Draco's sea-side cottage now looked like a home that Harry would loathe to leave once all of this was over. I will take the boxes with your photographs and other knickknacks and try to work them in around the house with my other décor. "I think I am in love. Harry took a deep breath and followed. Harry blushed. Pure white tiles covered the floor. Malfoy looked at Harry for a long time before he replied." Draco said. You'll find that there is more than enough space for your things.Once they passed the bureau the bathroom flickered into view and it was just as wonderful as the rest of the master suite. They were sitting in the club chairs before the fireplace in the master suite. "Yes. Harry nodded and they both set to work. "Forever is a long time. to display aro und the house. it occurs to me that we should have some of us…er. The Quibbler." He was bright red now. He took off his robe. looking for something to fix for breakfast. Perhaps we should. hell. "Well then. masculine scent was all around him. still in his sleep pants – and nothing else – leaning casually against the island. I am quite sure I am a better actor than most people would expect. At around one in the morning he had been forced to erect an invisible barrier between himself and Draco after the aforementioned blond had rolled over and thrown an arm around Harry. like that when it happens. any sign that we may be pulling a fast one and this will blow up in our faces. Personally. hot shower later and he dressed and downstairs in the kitchen. yes." they had both gotten rather good at remembering to call one another by their first names. No need to worry your…tangled little head about it." Draco murmured and the room dimmed to a comfortable sleeping level. "Yes. . He had just placed the frying pan on the stove when he heard a noise behind him. Draco's woodsy. well. He had liked the feeling for too much for his own comfort and had gently rolled Draco back over and put up the wall. Harry knew he wasn't going to get much sleep that night. uh. Harry felt a little shiver snake down his spine. everybody will be watching us very closely from here on out and any. "You know. "Lux lucis nox noctis. I would have liked to have waited to do the interviews and first round of photos until after we." Harry coughed and Draco shot him a dirty look." Draco chuckled at Harry's name for Voldemort. came out to our families. He calculated that he had gotten only about three hours of sleep yet he somehow felt very refreshed. "I should warn you that when we have tea with her and father on Sunday she will most likely start pressing almost immediately for a wedding. After all. DHDHDHDHDHDH Chapter 3: I Taste As Good As I Look Harry awoke very early. Somehow. Harry. Draco. Harry turned away from the blond and closed his eyes. hearing Draco speak French – hearing Draco call him "my love" in French – made him feel a little giddy."Because. "I prefer to sleep on the left side of the bed if it's all the same. Mother is going to be furious that she wasn't the first to know that I have finally committed myself to another man. Now he muttered the counter-incantation before getting out of bed and going into the bathroom." Draco was smirking again. tossed it over the back of the chair. are you sure you can handle pretending to be in love with me? You know that the interviewers and photographers. even more pronounced than it had been simply being in the room. I know." Harry said. Also." Harry waved a hand at him. "I was simply telling you so that you wouldn't react. and walked to the bed. I did pretend to be quite dead for a full twenty minutes without even old Moldymort discovering my ruse. What about you." Harry squeaked in shock and Draco spent a good five minutes laughing before he was able to go on. standing up and placing his Quidditch magazine on the glass side table. Draco did the same and they slip beneath the covers. love?" "I will be okay." he continued. mon amour." "Fine by me. A long. "Yes. "I think I will be fine." Draco smirked. Perhaps we should…" Harry gestured toward the bed. He turned and found Draco. "Birch wants this to be a big deal. " Draco moved to slide his arms around Harry – because really. bold letters. The two men looked at one another in surprise. The reporters ate it up. I'm almost done. "Good morning. once again turning red. "Aww." Draco seemed to purr. "I had better get that since you're. Just go put some clothes on. Several cameras flashed. Malfoy been together?" And so the questions began. He whirled around and proceeded to crack four eggs into the pan. "Tell me Mr. The Slytherin obliged and slid one arm around the Gryffindor and reached out with the other in an attempt to snatch a fried tomato from the pan. it was so much fun throwing the brunet off-kilter – but a knock at the door stopped him. Harry looked down at himself and flushed when he realized he had forgotten to take off the white apron that proclaimed "I Taste As Good As I Look" in big. how long have you and Mr." Harry motioned toward Draco as if pointing out his…lack of attire. "You are indeed." Harry could feel the other man's body heat on his back. Am I correct. The man skipped! Harry rolled his eyes and then plastered a smile on his face before pulling the doors open. "Not yet. He pushed off of the wall and walked over to Harry. bien-aimé." Draco bowed and skipped toward the stairs. you impatient thing. "Cooking me breakfast? Hmm. he waved them in and explained that he was in the middle of making a late breakfast and that Draco was upstairs dressing. "Yes. mon pétale?" Harry fought to keep from laughing at this new endearment. you know. Still blushing." Harry croaked. he rolled his eyes and said." At hearing the ridiculous pet names from the two Quidditch stars. The interviewers weren't supposed to be there until nine and it was only…a quick tempus revealed that Harry had stayed in the shower much longer than he originally thought and Draco was astonished to find that he had slept in so late. Several eager faces greeted him on the other side and he began to feel a little nauseated. Glad that he was still turned away from the group. does the idea of others seeing so much of me make you jealous? Draco tried hard not to snicker at the thought of the green-eyed man going…well…green-eyed over such a thing. Perhaps keeping you here wouldn't be so terrible after all. "Whatever. Harry used the spatula to slap his hand away. You would make me an excellent little wife. "Please." Harry said as he moved toward the French doors. dearest. He knew enough French to understand that Draco had just referred to him as his "petal". "Wife?" He scoffed. "Nearly seven months now. dear." Several bulbs flashed and the two men turned slightly to give the photographers a better shot. the reporters went barmy. sweetheart. a deep voice said."Goo…ahem…good morning. . Nevertheless. Pens scratched across notepads and the photographers were gestating wildly for Draco to move over to Harry so they could get some shots of them together. Potter. Before Harry could reply. mon amour. he bid the group into the kitchen and continued to make breakfast. what makes you think I am cooking anything for you?" "The fact that you have set out two place settings at the bistro table in the breakfast nook. you wanker. standing by one of the pedestal sinks with Draco trying. It reminds me of our first date.Once the food was cooked. what would you like to hear?" Draco sat down on the piano bench and revealed the keys. Draco found himself wanting to taste the pouty lips of the man in front of him. Pulling one out. It did not escape either man's notice that Harry knew exactly how Draco took his morning tea or that Draco knew that Harry liked blueberry jam on his toast – he fixed the brunet two slices and placed them on his plate as though he had been doing it for…well. Harry. to tame Harry's wayward hair while standing face to face and looking into each other's eyes. Draco sitting with book in hand on one end of the sofa whilst Harry lay with his head in Draco's lap perusing the newspaper. play. Without even realizing it. Damn good. Draco was pleasantly surprised when he started singing the words and Harry joined in without missing a beat. The second shot took place in the study. with Draco sitting at the massive ebony desk while Harry stood next to him looking over his shoulder at a copy of the English National squad bulletin. After he was through the intro." Harry might have fluttered his lashes…just a tad. Another had the two men on one of the loungers together. They sounded good together. they had both forgotten about the other people in the room with them so when the cameras started flashing again it was a bit of a surprise to both of them. months. Several pictures were taken of the two men throughout the house. the men adjourned to the piano with the interviewers and photographers in tow. A short while later. They shared a look across the table and made a silent agreement to discuss the implications of this later. Draco and Harry took their places at the bistro table and continued to answer questions and pose for pictures while they ate." Harry beseeched his fake boyfriend. After breakfast they gave the reporters a tour of the cottage. The first shot was of them lounging together in the sitting room." Harry responded. There were several shots taken in the master suite. Draco closed the front doors and turned to Harry. A final shot was taken. did not falter in his playing of the romantic piece. Harry was thrown off guard. Back downstairs. though Draco. much to his shock. the headline reading 'Potter and Malfoy to Share Starter Seeker Position'. Don't you remember? We danced to this song at that little bistro we visited. He bent down and looked through them." By this point. he handed it to Draco. . facing the fireplace and laughing at something Draco had said. He was hard pressed not to simply give into temptation and find out if the look in Harry's eyes meant he wanted it too. One consisted of Harry and Draco lying on their stomachs on the bed. "Play this one. "Go on. The reporters were writing so quickly now that both men were afraid their quills and notepads might combust. If Harry snuggled a little closer than necessary for the photo." Draco set up the music. please. love. the reporters and photographers left. It was almost as if they had been singing together for years. Draco's arm around Harry and Harry resting his head on Draco's shoulder. bien-aimé. admirably enough. in vain. of all things. of them in the bathroom. "And that is why. "Play something for me. Draco reached down and carded his hand slowly through Harry's unruly locks. "Dream A Little Dream? But of course it reminds you of our first date. How was he supposed to know what Draco could play? Then he noticed a stack of sheet music sitting in a rack attached to the bench. neither of them noticed. "Of course. For a moment. Draco. I love your idea of using orange roses for the ceremony. I can only imagine how much she enjoys it though. Ron and Hermione's boy. darling boy? You would probably need at least five to have enough for everyone. just like a Muggle cesarean section. to signify your fiery passion for one another. The surgery to remove the baby isn't too bad either. apparently trying to decide what kind of arrangements would be best for the ceremony and which would be best for the reception. "I would like children as well. what is it. and I think Angelina is pregnant again. A truly lovely ode to both of your dear mothers. insane just about covered it. Harry. "I quite agree. you big idiot." "Er…I." He squirmed uneasily. Bill and Fleur have the two. bless his little Death Eater heart. five? Six grandchildren?" Harry was feeling a little weak. 'So will you. had been so flabbergasted that he had done little more than sit in silence." Narcissa smiled and paused. Lucius." Draco confessed after a moment." Narcissa said. much more. I have even heard that the carrying parents of the male couples felt no discomfort beyond what normally comes with pregnancy at having a temporary uterus develop inside of them. "I have always wanted children. Two…maybe three." "My. I know you and father tried. Meeting with Draco's parents had been daunting. and white lilies and narcissus at the reception. Then there is George and Angelina's son. Narcissa. my! Molly must have her hands full. . caterers numbers and menu samples. your Aunt Andi. Oh. Just as Draco had warned."If those stories don't proclaim us madly in love. Harry found himself wedged in between Draco and Narcissa on a settee that was really only meant for two people as they looked over books of flower meanings. after the chaos that erupted over those hectic four weeks. he was glad to have a comforting place where he could relax. He promptly told it to shut the hell up. on the other hand. more than one. not to mention your friends…will you be inviting all of the c hildren too? I know that Molly and Arthur now have.and choosing a caterer." Narcissa began listing as many of the guests as she could think of. the names of wedding robe tailors and much. books filled with pictures of wedding cakes. and Percy and Penelope's daughter." Harry swallowed nervously. had been over the moon. "Is there any chance…you know there has been great success with the Progeny Potion. And after the birth the uterus dissolves and disappears. "Seven actually. mother." DHDHDHDHDHDH Chapter 4: You'd Be Cute Pregnant The following month was…insane. but it really was a bit lonely growing up an only child. This was getting far too…too real for his comfort. "Truly. He had settled in at Draco's very quickly which was relief because. oh." Harry's brain countered. silver parchment. Yes. After a moment she turned and looked at Harry and Draco with watery eyes. Harry thought. Already twelve gay couples have been able to create a child that is wholly theirs with its help. Poor Narcissa was going to be heartbroken when he and Draco staged their breakup. "There is your father and I. I'll eat my sweaty vambraces. staring off into space and sipping mechanically at his tea. "What about the cakes. the Weasley's. she started in almost immediately about marriage. She even went so far as to pull out a large trunk filled to the brim with invitation samples." Draco's voice had gone fairly rough between picking out invitations – consisting of vibrant green script on a heavy. Ginny and Justin's twin girls. " That made Harry smile. "Which one of you will carry? I think Harry would be a better carrier than you Draco." That also left Harry feeling like he had missed something. "I bet you'd be cute pregnant." Draco whispered in his ear. He planned to publish it once he edited the…more personal bits. Greg and Blaise both fell into fits of laughter as soon as Draco told them he was with Harry and that they were now living together. I just don't know if your nerves could handle it. mon amour. The rest of the visit consisted of trying to coax Lucius out of the inarticulate babbling fit that had seized him. Harry's friends…honestly. Hermione had looked at the two of them as though she knew something they didn't. Dean and Seamus. "Was bound to happen sooner or later." he eventually burbled. DHDHDHDHDHDH Telling the Weasley's and their friends was much less…predictable. documenting the experience in the hopes that it would be able to help other gay couples who chose to take the potion." Harry couldn't decide whether he wanted to laugh or cry at that statement and the noise he made came out sounding much like a wounded niffler. "So long as you're happy. he was pleasantly surprised and quite proud of them. Seeing the warning glares the blond threw at the giggling men made Harry wonder what on earth he was missing. The Weasley's as a whole had simply welcomed Draco into the family. I'm happy. Neville had been immediately supportive. 'Not that I need it you jealous bint. Harry had thought that the Slytherin's closest mates would hex him first and forgo the asking of questions all together. as had Ginny." he whispered to the brunet after pulling him aside just before he and Draco went to leave. Draco offered a weak smile and Harry smiled back just as feebly. Theo had just shrugged and said. That just unnerved him. Harry. when they visited their flat in London. loud enough for Narcissa and Lucius to hear apparently because the former clapped her hands together with a cry of joy and the latter promptly dropped his tea and made a hysterical hiccupping sound. Ron had turned an interesting shade of puce and then said. "That…I…s'pose I wouldn't mind…I guess. Pansy had shrewdly appraised them whilst they sat holding hands on the love seat in her parlor before giving a sweet smile and Harry her blessing. "I tell you. "around the end of the sixth month you get so horny you can hardly stand it. Harry. Seamus had carried their daughter and had kept a journal. Poor Dean complained that he thought his dick was going to fall off!" .Harry looked at him. "Oh! That would be so wonderful!" Exclaimed the Malfoy matriarch. offered to lend them Seamus' journal for when they decided to have a baby.' he thought. Instead. The shoot with Brooms and Bludgers will be on Friday next at eleven o'clock. yeah? I mean." Harry took a moment to clear his own throat and turned another page in Brooms and Bludgers. Brevis Birch Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports P. But how to do it? He buried his nose is the ridiculously soft brunet hair and breathed in deeply. Draco thought he could never get enough of it." An owl interrupted whatever Draco was going to say. DHDHDHDHDHDH Chapter 5: Okay." he muttered and Harry walked over to see what the message contained. we are trying to convince people that we're in love. The photographer asks that you please make sure you are groomed properly and carefully. on the morning of the Brooms and Bludgers photo shoot. Gentlemen. Harry had started sleeping very well which meant that he was unable to erect the barrier he had put between them those first few nights. He doesn't want any unattractive hair growths and such fouling up his shots. peppermint. "we really do look like we're in love. that Draco awoke curled around Harry. We…" he cleared his throat." Draco breathed as he flipped through the spread of photographs in Wizard to Wizard.S. and something a little dark. however the shots will be very intimate so I warn you now so that you may prepare yourselves before the shoot is to take place. And so it was. keeping your professed desire to not pose for such pictures in mind. DHDHDHDHDHDH The newspapers and magazines that had come to their house published their stories a few days after Draco and Harry had finished revealing their relationship to their families and friends. Harry smelled so good! It was a mix of sea. . "Bloody hell. don't we?" "Well. He smiled and snuggled closer after checking the time. like chocolate. Harry was blushing again. Wizard to Wizard has also made such overtures. Harry reacted to the movement by shifting closer in his sleep. "That was kind of the point. He knew exactly how he wanted to wake Harry up. however they insisted on the full frontal nudity so I took it upon myself to decline for you. I have made arrangements with Brooms and Bludgers for them to do a second photo spread of the two of you. Harry wouldn't awake for at least another twenty minutes and Draco wanted to use that time to his advantage. one arm slung over the Gryffindor's waist. A sinful smile crept over Draco's face. Please do not be late. I did tell them that you would not consent to full frontal nudity shots.That was more than Harry ever wanted to know about his former roommates' relationship but the implications of Seamus' warning sent a spiral of need down his spine as he imagined himself and Draco "suffering" through that particular side effect of pregnancy. They indicated that their readers would most likely be very interested in more…titillating photos of you. "Merlin. Now Give Me A Kiss A few days after moving in. "Look at us. exclaimed. the feel of the firm arse nestled against his prick. gentlemen. black wood feeling natural clutched in their hands. it was something he had always wanted. Draco was ready to say to hell with it and roll the Gryffindor over on his back and have his wicked way with him. DHDHDHDHDHDH Harry was placing their breakfast on the table when Draco finally made his appearance. they met with the photography team they would be working with. Draco closed his eyes so he would appear to be asleep and perhaps dreaming when the United Seeker awoke. "Harry. Okay. He then began to cant his hips slowly into Harry's bottom.Gently. no. Draco. Malfoy. The men did as they were told and fifteen minutes later found themselves situated in front of a realistic Quidditch stadium scene. Fuck. He pulled the brunet closer. Engage with one another as though you have just finished flying a friendly game of Seek the Snitch and you are ready for more amorous pursuits. He was almost positive Harry felt the same way. I want you to just act natural here. Harry's breath caught in his throat and he cocked his head to look at Draco. Draco was already half-hard and the motion. if he could admit it to himself. "Oh that's brilliant. but reached out for him as though he really were acting out a dream. "Okay. Now. It moved from Harry's stomach. The photographer positioned them standing with Harry turned slightly to the left and Draco a little behind him and facing toward Harry. After eating. . The assistants had dressed them in the bottom half of a Quidditch kit – dark grey pants for Draco's Falcons and navy blue for Harry's United. Merlin. He looked at Harry and dropped his broom. Perhaps. the blond slid his right hand lower. Draco knew when Harry was fully awake because the brunet. He felt a pillow being shoved under his arm and it took everything he had not to burst out laughing. He really did love that man. though he didn't stop. reached down with his now free left hand and began to stroke the end of Harry's broom. Clive. the smooth. Potter. "Mr. only mildly satisfying. over his hip. so as not to wake the other man prematurely. who had been arching back into him. It had taken him two. He gradually increased his thrusting until he felt Harry stir. Draco allowed him the escape. that's right. follow Wolhelm and they will get you sorted for the first round of shots. just hold it loosely between your thighs." the younge photographer said." Draco laughed. Harry seemed to have made some sort of decision regarding the actions of the man humping him because he eased Draco's hand off of his thigh and rolled from the bed. no. just like that." the photographer instructed. yes. There. the men went back up to their suite and dressed. They were both holding brand new Flame Thrower Ebony Limited Editions. wanks in the shower to slake his lust. froze. They left via Apparation for the magazine's offices and were led down into the lower levels to one of the photography studios. boys. had him full mast very quickly. Now. that is so hot!" The photographer. for these shots I am going to take a few with you like this. He couldn't quite remember when this whole scheme had stopped being an amusing way to pass the time to something that he found he so desperately wanted with the other man. Instead he allowed soft noises of pleasure and need to escape his lips and the hand on Harry's thigh tightened. They ate in relative silence. if you would please go with Linus and Mr. By this point. good. and with much disappointment. I want you to straddle your broom. Harry was a lovely shade of scarlet the entire time and Draco didn't have the heart to do or say anything that would embarrass him even more. Good. hold your broom in your left hand and place your right arm around Harry's waist. and down to clutch one thigh. or so it seemed. too afraid to look at one another at the moment. and the fingers attached to his other hand trailed seductively over Harry's stomach before moving down toward his crotch. muscled skin. His mouth watered at the sight and he was faintly aware of his brain's approval of the delicious contrast between the skimpy black material and pale. boys. Both looked immediately over toward the photographer. "You want me to wear what?" He asked. The scene was a bedroom. "Okay. Draco was in heaven. The slide of their tongues – and when had he managed that? – was absolute sin. He dove in and was now in absolute nirvana! If he had thought Harry smelled like sea and peppermint and dark chocolate. bearskin rug. bikini-cut underwear and an unbuttoned. When he had heard Clive tell them to kiss. The Gryffindor couldn't help it. he now knew that that was exactly what the man tasted like as well. white oxford shirt. clad in the white jock strap. supporting him as he leaned ever closer." said Clive. Make it snappy. He gently pushed the United until his back hit the lockers and leaned into him. Harry thought his heart might have stopped for a moment but Draco swooped in. Draco was drowning in the Gryffindor's mouth. Harry emerged from his dressing area beet red. above Harry's shoulder. incredulously. His cock approved of the way the jock strap lifted the blond's already pert. okay. Draco did. "Oi!" Clive's shout penetrated their quickly melting brains and they pulled apart. "Oh. he discovered upon arriving at the new background scene – a Quidditch locker room – was wearing a black one. Okay. In all of the shoots I've done I have never seen anything like that! You guys are…fuck!" Clive took a moment to find his center again. What's wrong? You wear them all the time when you play don't you?" Wolhelm asked. but with something else covering it!" Harry cried. "Okay. now give me a kiss." Clive ordered. round bottom and outlined his very impressive package. he found the blond was sporting nothing but a pair of black slacks unbuttoned and unzipped to reveal another pair of underwear. but you just can't hold back any longer. That was…fuck. Without realizing it. "You want me to wear only the jock strap!" Five minutes later. trying desperately to find solid ground again. The Falcon's eyes were smoldering and Harry could do nothing but stare back at him. He clutched at the blond. similar to Harry's but this time in gray. It was only then that Harry realized that they were wearing the jock straps without the cups and that his own prick must be quite visible to all and sundry. Harry's heart kick-started into a wild rhythm. Draco had one hand resting on the lockers. Luckily. he raised one arm up to smooth up Draco's chest while his other caught the blond's hip in a not quite bruising grip. no hesitation whatsoever. some twenty minutes and a million poses later. Draco didn't kiss him! Draco devoured him! All Harry could think was 'hot' and 'yes' and 'more' and 'need'. one more wardrobe change. "Okay. His blush deepened. and claimed his mouth. . gods. hoarsely.Once the man was satisfied with the Quidditch related shots. fuck that is so hot. go!" Harry didn't know what to do. Okay. Got it?" They both managed to shake their heads. "Well yes. Draco. he sent them off with Linus and Wolhelm to change. complete with lit fireplace and a white. Harry blanched. yeah?" The wardrobe change consisted of Harry exchanging the jock strap for a pair of skimpy black. "Bloody hell. "A jock strap. he didn't stop to ask questions. When he met Draco back at the shoot. "You've managed to make it to the locker rooms. let loose a tortured groan. He refrained. put your arms behind you and lean back. Draco leaned forward and took one of Harry's nipples between his teeth. good. The popularity of Quidditch is at an all time high. and both men wanted the physical relationship that could come with it but…they also both wanted more. but something in him seemed to break loose. I want to be able to capture both of their faces as much as possible. Forevermore. possibly Clive. he heard someone. the World Cup has more people clamoring to become sponsors than they know what to do with. Harry. Let's see…Draco. All the same. sipping a fine vintage champagne – Gossett Grande Réserve Brut – and staring out at the waves lapping at the shoreline. ."On the rug I think. He knew that Clive was able to capture his expression through the glass. Harry switched from licking Draco's ear to nibbling on the side of his neck. "Okay. Draco couldn't stop himself from reaching one hand up. "Seems Birch's plan worked out the way he wanted it to. Now. we are more loved than ever before. Oi. cool breeze wafted over them. and placed his hands on the other man's shoulders. They were looking at each other and the fiery need in Draco's eyes sent Harry reeling for a moment. flashes of lust racing down his spine. keeping his eyes open and locked on the mirror the entire time. and pushing the oxford shirt from Harry's shoulders. and shimmied forward so that his hips nearly touched the other man's stomach. good. It was four days after the shoot and they were currently lounging on the balcony of the master suite. Slowly. I want you to sit with your profile to the fire. Now. Harry leaned back and let the material fall from his body after which he threw it to one side. levitate that big mirror over here and place it behind Draco. Draco moaned lowly in his throat. Behind him. that's right. The problem was. Harry's hands flew to soft. shifting his weight to his other arm. He was trembling and wanted so desperately to throw Harry down and fuck him raw. I think we can stop here. legs out in front of you." Clive said. He drew his hands down to grasp at the Falcon's biceps and leaned forward. Both men new the attraction was there. but Draco's charms did their work and warmed it to a comfortable temperature. but only because he knew the Gryffindor would probably not take kindly to being shagged with an audience. He fell to his knees in front of Draco. neither one had the nerve to say so out loud and so they were both left unsure of what the other man truly wanted. Ready? Go!" Harry didn't know what came over him. His tongue came out and he traced it up and around Draco's ear. he decided. DHDHDHDHDHDH Chapter 6: He Would Have Messy Blond Hair and Pale Gray-Green Eyes They didn't talk about what had happened at the photo shoot. He leaned forward again. The sun had just gone down – and what a magnificent sunset it had been – and a nice. "Good. A lot more. they had seemed to reach a standstill. Yes. Harry hadn't taken to erecting the barrier between them at night again. Harry stood and he felt a bathrobe drop around his shoulders." Clive seemed to be barely hanging on to his sanity. straddling the blond's legs. Harry knew that the weather outside was actually much colder than the air that slid over his skin. Now he was close enough. you are the seducer. either. blond strands and he threw his own head back with a needy whimper. and the Society has been all but disbanded." Draco said before taking a sip of wine. this time. Fuck! Okay. He wasn't close enough. yes on the rug. Linus. "What would we name him?" "Scorpius. Then Harry." he said a few minutes later. "What…what do you think they would look like? I mean. Then Harry asked. . "and have your more aristocratic facial features…though. concentrating on the image they had created in their minds. And his eyes." the brunet said. really wants grandchildren." "Yeah. "I think he would be the perfect mixture of both of us. "I mean. I haven't actually thought that far. hypothetically. The look in the blond's eyes took his breath away. I think." Harry nodded." was Draco's immediate reply. deciding to test the waters. then forged ahead. Would he have one? What would it be?" "Oh. "Well. I mean his middle name." They both fell quiet for a moment." Draco laughed. then shook his head. Harry thought for a moment." An easy silence fell over them for a few minutes." "Hmm. She seems insistent that we at least decide on whether or not we are going to apply to use it. but blond in colour like mine. "his eyes would be a pale gray-green. That name I mean. She is quite satisfied. like yours. "No." Harry actually liked that. His hair would be messy." Harry thought for a moment. Harry found the visual to be both sweetly endearing and incredibly erotic. "The guys involved in the gay-bashing incidents have been arrested and Hermione's department has been able to use those episodes to get Wizengamont approval for a full Auror Department inquiry into the group's activities. "Hyperion." he stopped for a few seconds." He whispered. Um. adding to the picture. you know. a solid picture of their hypothetical little boy forming in his mind. the god of the sun or something. "Your mother sent me some more pamphlets on that Progeny Potion yesterday. maybe my ears. "Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy. turned to Draco. if we. He rolled the question around in his mind and felt a spark of hope develop in his chest. Malfoy of course. if we had a kid…a son…what do you think he would look like?" Draco looked taken-aback for a moment. "She really. I think. and liking his name. it suited the boy well. "He would be fairer in skin tone. I've always liked the idea of it. "Scorpius what?" "Why." Draco admitted. like you." Draco was blushing now. He remembered reading once about a Greek god." Harry replied." he continued. you know. liking Draco's description. pinning Harry with his stare. "Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy." "Scorpius." He turned and looked at Draco."Yeah. with messy blond hair and pale gray-green eyes. Harry laughed with him. Says she is still younge enough right now to spoil them rotten without getting worn out by their energy. " "Yes. "I want it." the blond practically growled." They said simultaneously. slowly. "Sorry to come by unannounced. the marriage. yes. unmoving." Harry nodded and together they descended the two flights of stairs and met the former Tornado Captain in the sitting room. they lost every article of clothing and when they landed amongst the sheets the feel of hot skin on skin left them both groaning in appreciation. the relationship. he was gone in a whirl of green flames. and watched as Draco moved to close the distance between them. "Gods. Draco cleared his throat. Harry. "Well. The pictures were incredible." Harry whimpered. so much more! Somewhere along the way. turning his head to the side to give him more access. but I have just received your copy of the magazine and wanted to give it to you. The sex. He leaned toward the other man. And wow was right. mouths locked in desperation. DHDHDHDHDHDH Chapter 7: Vous êtes Mon Amour. I want to taste you." Harry whispered in return. before either of the other two men could utter a reply. gentlemen. We should probably see what he wants."Draco. For ever. both looking at the envelope in Harry's lap before Draco reached out and opened it. male voice jolted them away from one another. "Wow. "Draco! Harry! Are you here?" The shout of a gruff. I want every bit of it and more. Ma Vie. lust-filled gray eyes staring back at him. I've wanted this for so long. more. They sat there. Harry fisted Draco's fine hair. Scorpius. The move brought them even closer together and Harry canted his hips up. Harry was harder than he had ever been in his life and a quick glance at Draco's lap revealed that he suffering similarly. Draco moaned. "shall we look?" Draco nodded and the two returned to their loungers on the third floor." he said. He slid his legs out. Splendid work by the way. Mon Tout They stumbled to the bed. fuck. I told you my plan would be a success!" He talked fast and." . and pulled one leg up to circle Draco's hips. then at Draco. Draco. Harry looked up and gasped at the dark. And hot! Really hot. grinding their erections together. "I want it all. allowing Draco to settle in between his thighs. "Harry. yes!" The magazine was tossed carelessly to one side and Harry lunged at Draco. Harry looked down at the thick envelope in his hands. "That sounded like Birch. Draco unlocked their mouths and skimmed his way down Harry's jaw to his throat where he began to suckle with abandon. Harry. Harry could taste the champagne on Draco's tongue and he wanted more. He smiled to himself and headed toward the bathroom to shower before going downstairs to meet Draco. Draco turned. pouring two cuppas and he was wearing the white apron Harry had confiscated as his own when he first moved in. please. Harry. "What does that mean. warmth growing to near bursting in his chest.Harry whimpered low in his throat. Draco resting his head on Harry's collarbone and Harry running a hand lightly over Draco's back. It was a little difficult to remember to keep sucking and licking at the pricks in front of them while pleasure coursed through them as they. "You are my love. Soon. raw. He reached out and pulled Draco to him. . Soon. my all. my life. I want to taste you too. "Draco." Harry said. The action sent Draco keening and he retaliated by laving two fingers in his mouth before circling and then piercing Harry's pink hole. "Draco. Harry shuddered with pleasure. before stopping at the nearly purple erection of his dark-haired lover. Draco stood at the counter." he panted. nipping and licking and sucking along the way. Anything you want. fuck baby that was unbelievable. love?" Harry questioned. Harry moaned and arched into the touch. "Gods. just please." Draco moved down Harry's body. Harry moved down and drew both of Draco's balls into his mouth. "that was. yeah it was. The scene that greeted him made his heart clinch in happiness. "Vous êtes mon amour. They leaned in at the same time. ma vie. don't stop. Eventually. attempting in vain to catch their breaths. They lay there in silence for a while. some of his cum escaping past Harry's lips to dribble down his chin. me too. Draco. DHDHDHDHDHDH Harry awoke alone. The taste of the brunet's cum sent Draco off the ledge and he came with a cry. ma vie." Draco replied. Draco." Harry stumbled over the unfamiliar language. mon tout too. were being sucked." his voice came out throaty. He nearly panicked until he smelled the tempting aroma of fried tomatoes and bacon in the air. "Yes. He greedily sucked the leaking tip into his mouth. themselves. Harry groaned around Draco's cock and came. they were both near the edge. "Vous êtes mon amour. When Draco found Harry's prostate. they were asleep. Draco understood very well though. flooding Draco's mouth with salty fluid. Both men rolled over onto their backs. Harry arched upward then seemed to change his mind about what was going on. mon tout. each pulling the other man's erection into their mouths. He looked so…so domestic and yet so bloody hot that Harry didn't know if he wanted to kiss Draco or slam him onto the table and ride him silly." He nudged the blond until they were laying head to foot and cradled Draco's cock in his hand." "Yeah. Draco turned and crawled up to take ownership of Harry's mouth with his own once again." Draco whispered into the dark. and then faster and harder. But I want to see your face too." "Yes. He could remember the first time he had heard the Gryffindor speak in the language of his house's founder. and slammed Draco against the edge of the island. fast strokes. "Draco. He could remember not understanding the intense heat that had spread through him at the time. When he reached Draco's arse. with his legs spread and Draco was feasting on the sweet little hole between his arse cheeks. the Slytherin turned them so that Harry was now the one against the island and took control of the bruising kiss. "Harry. more. They shared a kiss and Harry squirmed in Draco's lap. finally. "Harry. spun them both around. Draco. Draco shivered."Well good morning sleepy head. "Me too." he groaned. and sucked on the back of the man's neck. "So. losing any rhythm they had started with. With a groan. He forced his tongue into the Falcon's mouth – Draco was a little too stunned to react yet – and skimmed his hands over the blond's body. "Hungry?" That did it. bottomed out." He whimpered. He knew now that the day of the duel between them in their second year had catapulted him into puberty. back to babbling in Parseltongue. French words and broken phrases of encouragement and love." "Come 'ere. He let himself fall back onto one of the sofas and pulled the brunet down into his lap. he discovered that Draco had somehow managed to maneuver them both until they were lying in one another's arms on the couch. slipping two slick fingers into Harry's hole." Draco removed his fingers and pulled Harry into the sitting room. anywhere and everywhere he could reach. It wasn't long before they were naked. Watch your face as you come." Harry managed to force out. Draco murmured in Harry's ear. Harry was writhing in Draco's arms. pulling in long. I want to feel you inside of me. smearing pre-cum. That sinful grin made up Harry's mind and he marched over and grabbed Draco by the apron. his prick rubbed against both of their abs. or what I said?" . As he moved. I want to see you. facing the island. The United eased himself down over the rigid shaft. I want to fuck you. gods." He smiled lecherously. as the heat between them grew to almost unbearable levels. Draco had Harry turned. The blond grasped the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss as he finally. They moved faster. I want to be inside of you so badly. Please. Harry's insides squeezed Draco like a vice and he found himself following Harry over the edge. When Harry came to. the other man finally reacted. He reached down and grasped Harry's prick. please!" Harry was babbling and slipping in and out of Parseltongue. "was it the fact that I was cooking breakfast. the apron. now. Draco's sitting position left Harry's cock trapped in between their bodies. He swallowed. Together the lined Draco's cock up with Harry's hole. slowly at first." Draco's deep voice rumbled in Harry's ear. Harry screamed and came. "Now. Draco. Cum erupted over them. The blond rose from his knees. " he murmured. true." Harry laughed again. The music was perfect." Draco responded." he said. quoting the Slytherin's words back at him. DHDHDHDHDHDH Six Months Later… Narcissa Malfoy tossed the newspaper onto Brevis Birch's desk. Birch. well hell. much to Narcissa's delight. If that's how you react when I smile I had better keep a constant scowl on my face when we are in public. my dear." Birch looked up from the Gringot's transferal note in his hands. ridiculously happy." Draco confirmed. "It was your smile." "True." "Forever?" Harry asked. no I'm really not." "Good.Harry laughed." He admitted. They were soul mates. And they were now bonded." "Not at all. The End…? . The flowers were stunning. denoting the exchange of one hundred thousand galleons from the Malfoy vault to his own. "Enjoy your reward. DHDHDHDHDHDH The wedding was truly one for the ages. "and I thank you for your help in implementing it. The guests were in high spirits. ever. Draco. "Indeed I shall. "though it was really lucky that those Society kooks went and got themselves in trouble and your son and Potter had that fight." The Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports nodded at the Malfoy matriarch as she left. "I don't want anyone else. Especially once the bonding ceremony was completed and the final incantation caused a brilliant white light to encase them. I know I will certainly be enjoying mine. to see you looking like you do when you come." "No. I doubt we would have been able to pull it off. the handsome faces of her son and sonin-law smiling up at her from beneath the headline that read: Malfoys Expecting Baby Boy on the Way "I told you my plan would work. Soul mates." She acknowledged. Mrs. That is for me and me alone." she said. "Forever is a long time. for eternity. "Oh. Without either of those two things happening. "Forever. Unless you're into exhibitionism. "The photo shoot being the exception. And the grooms? The grooms were blissfully. Malfoy. Forever. They ended up needing seven cakes. indeed I shall.