FIC: Hope, Chapter Thirteen (13/18)
Well, my goal to post one a day has failed miserably due to RL taking over again. But, please enjoy chapter 13!
Title: Hope
Author:
g_bowneyes
Rating: NC-17 (each chapter will contain appropriate warnings for strong themes)
Pairing: Harry/Draco, side Ron/Hermione
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of JK Rowling, I do not make any money from this and it's purely for entertainment's sake.
Warnings (for all chapters): infidelity, attempted suicide, angst in the extreme, dealing with pregnancy (not mpreg), an actual plot, angry!sex, potentially non-con and definitely dub-con sex, established relationships
Summary: What started as a family gathering for Christmas at the Burrow will end in dire consequences. Harry's life will change forever, for better or worse. Draco makes a life-changing mistake. And what's Ginny really up to anyway?
You can find Chapter One here should you wish to start from the beginning.
Also, do people still use the word lemon? Definite smut warning and upholding the NC-17 rating in this chapter!
Chapter Thirteen
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I dreamed we were happy. I dreamed we were in love. I dreamed about when we first met, when we first kissed, when we first made love. I dreamed that I knew everything about you, and that you knew everything about me.
I dreamed our life together. And then the dreaming stopped, and it was no more.
-
They stayed at the restaurant for quite some time, drinking cocktails and watching London pass them by. They had arrived at sunset, and had watched the colours change around the city, until it dissolved into blackness, punctuated by the city lights.
Harry looked at Draco then, hunger in his eyes, and something else Draco couldn’t quite work out.
“Shall we get out of here then?” Harry said softly, taking Draco’s hand once more.
Draco paused, and held Harry’s gaze. He knew what Harry wanted. Hell, Draco wanted it too. But he couldn’t quite work out if there was something more to it. Always the untrusting type, Draco couldn’t quite believe Harry actually wanted him.
“Are you sure?” Draco finally asked.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life,” Harry said, leaning forward.
Draco gulped. “But…”
“Draco,” Harry said, using his first name quite possibly for the first time ever. “I care about you. I’m not just looking for a random hook up. I don’t want this to be the first and the last time. I feel like I never want to stop seeing you. I feel like I always want to be around you.”
“But your friends, and family, they’ll never accept someone like me. My past, our past…”
“If I can get past it, so can they. If they truly love me, whoever I choose won’t matter to them. If they don’t accept you, I won’t want them as part of my life.”
Draco took a sharp breath at that.
“But…”
“No more ‘but’s’ Draco. We’ll jump those hurdles when we get to them. Right now, I really just want to take you home and ravish you.”
Draco chuckled, and slowly nodded. “Fine, then. Take me home, Potter,” Draco said, with a mischievous glint in his eye.
-
The pulsing light seemed to shine brighter all of a sudden.
It had seemed to be consistent for a long time, and a Healer had been constantly monitoring it.
And then suddenly it was stronger, thicker almost. After that initial surge though, it continued it’s steady pace, wrapping around the two boys, just now it was larger, thicker.
Something was happening, but no one seemed to know what.
Only time would tell.
-
Draco felt himself get shoved up against a wall the very second they apparated into Harry’s flat.
Harry’s lips met his in a fierce clash, one that devoured him, body and soul.
His arms wrapped around Harry’s neck, and scrambled for purchase, bunching in Harry’s shirt. He pulled Harry closer, if at all possible, so they were flush, body to body against the wall. His hips bucked, and rubbed against Harry’s answering hardness.
“Harry,” Draco moaned, when Harry started to kiss down his neck.
Draco tugged at his shirt, and they broke away long enough to divest each other of them. Skin met skin, and Harry immediately went back to worshipping Draco’s neck. He slowly made his way down his chest, finding a nipple and sucking, hard.
Draco’s back arched, and his nails dug into Harry’s back.
Harry continued to explore south, tracing lazy lines down Draco’s chest. His hands fumbled with Draco’s belt, and finally Harry was pushing down his trousers, pants and all.
Draco shuddered as Harry’s hands ghosted up and down his hips, thighs and back, whilst Harry kissed and sucked his navel.
“Tease,” Draco managed to gasp out, and Harry chuckled.
Harry’s tongue made it’s way down his stomach, to his hips, back and forth on his skin, but always avoiding the one place he wanted it most.
Suddenly, the sensations stopped.
Draco opened eyes he hadn’t realized he had shut to look down.
Harry was in front of him on his knees. Shirtless. Looking up at him with intense desire shining from his eyes.
Draco gulped.
“So hot,” Draco murmured.
“What do you want?” Harry asked quietly.
“You know what I want,” Draco said.
“Beg me for it,” Harry grinned.
“You’re the one on your knees,” Draco rejoined.
“Fine, I have no idea what you want, so maybe I’ll just go to sleep…” Harry teased.
Draco rolled his eyes.
“Or are you going to beg me?” Harry said quietly. He came ever so close to Draco’s hard length, and breathed softly on the tip, without touching.
Draco moaned, but held silent.
“If I were you, I know what I would want,” Harry said, from directly in front of Draco’s cock. He could feel the movement of air around it as Harry spoke, and it was maddening.
“Please,” Draco said, finally breaking.
“Please what?”
“Please… Suck me.”
Harry pressed a tiny, almost non-existent kiss to the tip of Draco’s cock, and Draco jumped at the sensation.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you?”
“Harry! Please, will you suck my cock. I’m begging you. Suck me. I want it so much, I need you to suck-nghh…” Draco was cut off as hot warmth enveloped his aching member.
Draco’s knees felt weak. He scrabbled to find something to hold onto on the wall.
He felt Harry’s hand at his base twisting back and forth, and Harry’s mouth building a steady rhythm. It was so intense, their build up had been so long, he wasn’t sure how long he could hold out.
Sensation was coursing throughout his body. He felt a slow burn at the base of his stomach, and he gasped as Harry increased the pressure. His hands fell to Harry’s head and he threaded his fingers through those dark locks.
“Harry…” he managed to gasp. “Bed…”
Harry ignored him and kept going.
Draco’s breath caught as Harry reached behind him with one slick finger, to tentatively stroke his opening.
“Please, Harry…”
Harry stroked his entrance, but didn’t go any further. It made his whole body quiver, this constant tease.
“Harry, I can’t… please…”
Just as he thought the burn was going to end him, Harry finally pulled away, and Draco fell to his knees on the floor next to him. He pulled Harry to him immediately in a hungry kiss. Harry’s hand had strayed back to Draco’s hardness, and continued to lightly stroke him. Draco moaned hotly into the kiss.
Finally, Harry dragged them up, and led them to the bed in the centre of the room.
Draco, already naked, moved into the centre of the bed to watch Harry finish undressing. Knowing Draco was watching, he made a show of it, slowly unbuttoning his jeans, pulling the zip. He pulled out his belt, and dragged the loose end through his other hand, before pulling it tight with a snap. Then he let it drop to the floor.
He slowly inched his jeans lower and lower down his hips, revealing black cotton boxer briefs. Draco’s felt a surge of desire in his stomach at the sight of it. Now naked except for these, Harry climbed onto the bed and grabbed hold of Draco’s ankle, dragging him towards himself, until he was hovering above him, almost flush, body to body.
He kissed Draco then, gently. It was a kiss filled with so much tenderness, Draco thought his heart might melt.
Draco’s hands wandered down to Harry’s boxers, and he slowly tugged them off, without breaking their kiss.
Draco’s back arched and he gasped as their bodies touched. Harry’s hand guided their aching member’s together, and Draco saw stars when they touched for the first time. Some kind of spark started between them, like electricity. Like magic.
“Can you feel that?” Harry murmured, holding them both together in his hands, and Draco nodded his agreement.
“I never want us to stop doing this,” Draco gasped.
Harry kissed him again, hard and deep.
Draco couldn’t hold on, the sensation was too much. His hardness sliding next to Harry’s, this intense feeling between the two of them. He came hard, and it was like an explosion of white, golden light.
At the time, he couldn’t say it out loud, but Draco knew from that point he was irrevocably in love with Harry James Potter.
-
Ron jumped in surprise, as suddenly the light exploded, flooding the room with golden light.
They watched as the light withdrew as quickly as it had expanded, sucked down back to the boys, drawing into Draco.
A single thread of white, golden light remained, spreading from Harry to Draco, and then it too was absorbed into Draco, disappearing completely.
Ron stared in shock at what had just happened. Healer Periwinkle and Hermione were equally as frozen, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
And then suddenly Draco’s eyes snapped open.
-
AN: Please let me know what you think! I love a good comment :)
Chapter Fourteen
Title: Hope
Author:
g_bowneyes
Rating: NC-17 (each chapter will contain appropriate warnings for strong themes)
Pairing: Harry/Draco, side Ron/Hermione
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of JK Rowling, I do not make any money from this and it's purely for entertainment's sake.
Warnings (for all chapters): infidelity, attempted suicide, angst in the extreme, dealing with pregnancy (not mpreg), an actual plot, angry!sex, potentially non-con and definitely dub-con sex, established relationships
Summary: What started as a family gathering for Christmas at the Burrow will end in dire consequences. Harry's life will change forever, for better or worse. Draco makes a life-changing mistake. And what's Ginny really up to anyway?
You can find Chapter One here should you wish to start from the beginning.
Also, do people still use the word lemon? Definite smut warning and upholding the NC-17 rating in this chapter!
Chapter Thirteen
-
I dreamed we were happy. I dreamed we were in love. I dreamed about when we first met, when we first kissed, when we first made love. I dreamed that I knew everything about you, and that you knew everything about me.
I dreamed our life together. And then the dreaming stopped, and it was no more.
-
They stayed at the restaurant for quite some time, drinking cocktails and watching London pass them by. They had arrived at sunset, and had watched the colours change around the city, until it dissolved into blackness, punctuated by the city lights.
Harry looked at Draco then, hunger in his eyes, and something else Draco couldn’t quite work out.
“Shall we get out of here then?” Harry said softly, taking Draco’s hand once more.
Draco paused, and held Harry’s gaze. He knew what Harry wanted. Hell, Draco wanted it too. But he couldn’t quite work out if there was something more to it. Always the untrusting type, Draco couldn’t quite believe Harry actually wanted him.
“Are you sure?” Draco finally asked.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life,” Harry said, leaning forward.
Draco gulped. “But…”
“Draco,” Harry said, using his first name quite possibly for the first time ever. “I care about you. I’m not just looking for a random hook up. I don’t want this to be the first and the last time. I feel like I never want to stop seeing you. I feel like I always want to be around you.”
“But your friends, and family, they’ll never accept someone like me. My past, our past…”
“If I can get past it, so can they. If they truly love me, whoever I choose won’t matter to them. If they don’t accept you, I won’t want them as part of my life.”
Draco took a sharp breath at that.
“But…”
“No more ‘but’s’ Draco. We’ll jump those hurdles when we get to them. Right now, I really just want to take you home and ravish you.”
Draco chuckled, and slowly nodded. “Fine, then. Take me home, Potter,” Draco said, with a mischievous glint in his eye.
-
The pulsing light seemed to shine brighter all of a sudden.
It had seemed to be consistent for a long time, and a Healer had been constantly monitoring it.
And then suddenly it was stronger, thicker almost. After that initial surge though, it continued it’s steady pace, wrapping around the two boys, just now it was larger, thicker.
Something was happening, but no one seemed to know what.
Only time would tell.
-
Draco felt himself get shoved up against a wall the very second they apparated into Harry’s flat.
Harry’s lips met his in a fierce clash, one that devoured him, body and soul.
His arms wrapped around Harry’s neck, and scrambled for purchase, bunching in Harry’s shirt. He pulled Harry closer, if at all possible, so they were flush, body to body against the wall. His hips bucked, and rubbed against Harry’s answering hardness.
“Harry,” Draco moaned, when Harry started to kiss down his neck.
Draco tugged at his shirt, and they broke away long enough to divest each other of them. Skin met skin, and Harry immediately went back to worshipping Draco’s neck. He slowly made his way down his chest, finding a nipple and sucking, hard.
Draco’s back arched, and his nails dug into Harry’s back.
Harry continued to explore south, tracing lazy lines down Draco’s chest. His hands fumbled with Draco’s belt, and finally Harry was pushing down his trousers, pants and all.
Draco shuddered as Harry’s hands ghosted up and down his hips, thighs and back, whilst Harry kissed and sucked his navel.
“Tease,” Draco managed to gasp out, and Harry chuckled.
Harry’s tongue made it’s way down his stomach, to his hips, back and forth on his skin, but always avoiding the one place he wanted it most.
Suddenly, the sensations stopped.
Draco opened eyes he hadn’t realized he had shut to look down.
Harry was in front of him on his knees. Shirtless. Looking up at him with intense desire shining from his eyes.
Draco gulped.
“So hot,” Draco murmured.
“What do you want?” Harry asked quietly.
“You know what I want,” Draco said.
“Beg me for it,” Harry grinned.
“You’re the one on your knees,” Draco rejoined.
“Fine, I have no idea what you want, so maybe I’ll just go to sleep…” Harry teased.
Draco rolled his eyes.
“Or are you going to beg me?” Harry said quietly. He came ever so close to Draco’s hard length, and breathed softly on the tip, without touching.
Draco moaned, but held silent.
“If I were you, I know what I would want,” Harry said, from directly in front of Draco’s cock. He could feel the movement of air around it as Harry spoke, and it was maddening.
“Please,” Draco said, finally breaking.
“Please what?”
“Please… Suck me.”
Harry pressed a tiny, almost non-existent kiss to the tip of Draco’s cock, and Draco jumped at the sensation.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you?”
“Harry! Please, will you suck my cock. I’m begging you. Suck me. I want it so much, I need you to suck-nghh…” Draco was cut off as hot warmth enveloped his aching member.
Draco’s knees felt weak. He scrabbled to find something to hold onto on the wall.
He felt Harry’s hand at his base twisting back and forth, and Harry’s mouth building a steady rhythm. It was so intense, their build up had been so long, he wasn’t sure how long he could hold out.
Sensation was coursing throughout his body. He felt a slow burn at the base of his stomach, and he gasped as Harry increased the pressure. His hands fell to Harry’s head and he threaded his fingers through those dark locks.
“Harry…” he managed to gasp. “Bed…”
Harry ignored him and kept going.
Draco’s breath caught as Harry reached behind him with one slick finger, to tentatively stroke his opening.
“Please, Harry…”
Harry stroked his entrance, but didn’t go any further. It made his whole body quiver, this constant tease.
“Harry, I can’t… please…”
Just as he thought the burn was going to end him, Harry finally pulled away, and Draco fell to his knees on the floor next to him. He pulled Harry to him immediately in a hungry kiss. Harry’s hand had strayed back to Draco’s hardness, and continued to lightly stroke him. Draco moaned hotly into the kiss.
Finally, Harry dragged them up, and led them to the bed in the centre of the room.
Draco, already naked, moved into the centre of the bed to watch Harry finish undressing. Knowing Draco was watching, he made a show of it, slowly unbuttoning his jeans, pulling the zip. He pulled out his belt, and dragged the loose end through his other hand, before pulling it tight with a snap. Then he let it drop to the floor.
He slowly inched his jeans lower and lower down his hips, revealing black cotton boxer briefs. Draco’s felt a surge of desire in his stomach at the sight of it. Now naked except for these, Harry climbed onto the bed and grabbed hold of Draco’s ankle, dragging him towards himself, until he was hovering above him, almost flush, body to body.
He kissed Draco then, gently. It was a kiss filled with so much tenderness, Draco thought his heart might melt.
Draco’s hands wandered down to Harry’s boxers, and he slowly tugged them off, without breaking their kiss.
Draco’s back arched and he gasped as their bodies touched. Harry’s hand guided their aching member’s together, and Draco saw stars when they touched for the first time. Some kind of spark started between them, like electricity. Like magic.
“Can you feel that?” Harry murmured, holding them both together in his hands, and Draco nodded his agreement.
“I never want us to stop doing this,” Draco gasped.
Harry kissed him again, hard and deep.
Draco couldn’t hold on, the sensation was too much. His hardness sliding next to Harry’s, this intense feeling between the two of them. He came hard, and it was like an explosion of white, golden light.
At the time, he couldn’t say it out loud, but Draco knew from that point he was irrevocably in love with Harry James Potter.
-
Ron jumped in surprise, as suddenly the light exploded, flooding the room with golden light.
They watched as the light withdrew as quickly as it had expanded, sucked down back to the boys, drawing into Draco.
A single thread of white, golden light remained, spreading from Harry to Draco, and then it too was absorbed into Draco, disappearing completely.
Ron stared in shock at what had just happened. Healer Periwinkle and Hermione were equally as frozen, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
And then suddenly Draco’s eyes snapped open.
-
AN: Please let me know what you think! I love a good comment :)
Chapter Fourteen