Banner by Spiffy Squigglemink-Mantra III
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Disclaimer: The characters belong solely to J.K. Rowling (except for Raiden and Devlin), I am just borrowing them in my little 'Harry Porno' Story.
Authors Note: This is my first Slash story that I am working on, and I know that I may have a few people wondering what the f..k that I am doing. I have not quit with my Hermione/Draco fics, it just that I needed a different type of couple to write about. I am still working on two other stories with the those two characters. So please, let me know what you think about this one, as I am enjoying writing this. Sorry, this story is not beta-d, so excuse the spelling or grammer mistakes you may come across. Thanks
This story is going to eventually be between Draco/Harry, but not until chapter nine or ten. Didn't know where I should put this in categor.
Chapter One
It was about a week after Harry Potter finished his sixth year at Hogwarts, Witchcraft and Wizardry, where you could see him relaxing in a rustic style kitchen, the sun shining through the large window, nibbling at his breakfast. Across from him sat a man that was immersed in the wizarding paper.......the Daily Prophet, occasionally seeing a tanned hand reaching for the cup of coffee in front of him.
He looked to the dark haired man and still couldn’t believe that he was sitting here.... here across from his godfather, Sirius Black. During his sixth year Hermione, Ron, and himself managed to get a hold of a time turner and went back in time to talk to Sirius and a few other Order of the Phoenix members. With much convincing to the others, they managed to change the course of events that happened at the Ministry of Magic in their fifth year.
Keeping out of sight of their other selves, they managed to apprehend a few more death eaters and left them with Tonks, a wacky clumsy auror that believed they were from the future without hesitation. Instead of Sirius falling through the veil in the Department of Mysteries, Bellatrix Lestrange fell through, much to the delight of Neville Longbottom. Bellatrix had led the torture of Alice and Frank Longbottom a long time ago leaving the two in St. Mungos with their minds not intact. Neville’s parents were revenged when she went through the dark veil. Unfortunately, Voldemort still managed to escape again, but his Death Eater force greatly diminished; Lucius Malfoy, Crabbe senior, Antonin Dolohov, Rodolphus Lestrange (Bellatrix husband), Walden Mcnair, and Augustus Rookwood were just the few that were captured and sent to Azkaban prison for wizards.
Sirius had also managed to get caught as they were leaving, as he was still a fugitive. He wasn’t overly worried as Remus Lupin and Severus Snape apprehended one Peter Pettigrew when he was trying to scurry his way out of trouble at the Ministry. He was then dosed with veritaserum, a strong truth potion, and then admitted to the killings of muggles, and the aiding of the murders of James and Lily Potter. With the signed confession and a roomful of aurors as witnesses, Fudge had no choice but to clear Sirius of all charges against him and gave him twelve years worth of compensation for imprisoning him in Azkaban. Sirius Black was quite well off now and was able to claim Harry as his godson legally. Also on a good note, Fudge had witnessed Voldemort in the Ministry himself and could no longer deny the fact that the Dark Lord was back.
When the three Gryffindor’s came back to their own time it was to see Albus Dumbledore and Sirius Black waiting for them in the library where they had originally left. Sirius had grabbed all three of them in a breath taking hug, while Albus smiled at the reunion.
The Headmaster then held out his hand where Harry hesitantly placed the time turner, apologizing for their blatant misuse of a restricted magical item. In turn, for going against rules, Ron and Hermione lost their prefect badges, and Harry was banned from quidditch for the rest of the year. The three of them gave a relieved sigh for their punishment. They were expecting to be expelled for their rash decision in going back in time. The end result was much more gratifying for them with more Death Eaters taken care of and the Ministry fully believing that Voldemort was back, not to mention that Harry’s godfather was not a fugitive anymore.
With quidditch no longer a factor, Harry was able to study more, his grades going up by the end of the year. He humbly apologized to Professor Snape for looking into his pensieve in fourth year and asked to resume the Occlumency lessons. Now more than ever, he wanted to be able to block out Voldemort from his mind. He didn’t want a repeat of the past to come back where Voldemort would be able to plant certain images in his head. Professor Snape also taught him the Legimency spell so he would be able to access another persons feelings and memories from their mind, thinking that it may come in useful fighting against the dark side.
Harry and Professor Snape gradually grew to respect each other for the magical abilities that each one had, and the things that they have done for the light side. They became friends in the privacy of Snape’s private quarters where they held their lessons, much to the astonishment of some of the faculty and Harry’s close friends. Harry found that the Professor was a great help in advising him, and helping him understand some of the spells and potions he had been reading about in the many books that he had been researching. During this time Professor Snape became Severus, and Harry Potter became Harry to the professor.......when not in the public eye.
Harry looked over at Sirius, or actually the front of the Daily Prophet, as it was held up in front of his face. His eyes scanned the headline on the front page, ‘Death Eaters killed in Azkaban!'
“Siri, did you see the front page?” Harry asked looking at the moving picture of Ministry officials checking over an empty cell in Azkaban.
Sirius placed the paper on the table where they both could read it. “It says that Lucius Malfoy and Walden Mcnair were murdered in their cell,” Sirius read, “the coroner from St. Mungo’s found a snake bite on each of their necks. Poison heavily in their blood. They say they died almost instantly.”
“Are those the only two that were bitten?” Harry asked.
Sirius read more of the article before putting it down. “It appears that all the Death Eaters captured from the Ministry were bitten,” he replied looking down at the photograph, his own dark memories of those cells roving in his head.
“Would Severus be able to get a sample of their blood?” Harry asked. “He may be able to tell us what kind of snake it was and if there could be an antidote. Maybe there’s some sort of charm to ward the snakes off.....I mean it’s quite obvious Voldemort was behind this. What could stop him sending one of those snakes after us.”
“Good thinking Harry. Now that Severus is no longer a Death Eater, it’s not easy to find out what exactly old Voldie is up to,” Sirius grinned. “While you change, I’ll contact Severus to meet us in Diagon Alley. While your getting your eyesight corrected, Severus and I can do some brain storming,” Sirius said as he headed to the fireplace to floo the call through the fireplace, while Harry had a quick shower and got dressed for the day.
The two of them arrived at the Leaky Cauldron to see Severus sitting with another black haired man, both of them laughing at something one of them had said. Harry and Sirius shared a look of wonder at seeing the snarky potions professor actually laughing.
Harry looked to the stranger, taking in the black longish hair, the tanned looking skin, and the build of the upper body in the tight black t-shirt that was visible over the table. He was one of the better looking guys he has seen....well...besides another, which he tried not to think about too much. He pulled his over large t-shirt over his baggy jeans to hide his reaction to the stranger. Yes...the Boy-Who-Lived was attracted to guys, which was no secret to the people that mattered to him.
Severus looked up as he heard someone clearing his throat to get their attention. Sirius looked down at them looking dark and dangerous in his dark jeans and white t-shirt, and Harry looking slightly uncomfortable in his usual baggy clothes, his eyes looking to his side behind his trademark glasses.
“Ah...Sirius, Harry. I’d like you to meet my nephew Devlin. He’ll be staying with me for awhile,” Severus said as the two new comers sat down across from them.
“So Devlin, where are you from?” Harry asked taking a sip of his butterbeer that was just placed before him, licking the foam from his top lip.
Devlin had watched the living legend.....Harry Bloody Potter, as his Uncle Sev called him as he was being introduced. He had seen something flash in the green eyes before Harry looked away. It was hard to tell what Harry looked like hidden away in the oversized clothing. He watched Harry’s tongue dart out to lick the foam off his lip and smiled over at him. “I’m from America,” he replied sipping his drink, also licking the rich foam off his lip, noticing Harry’s eyes darken as they followed the trail of his tongue.
“Do you like it here so far?” Harry asked shifting in his seat.
“It’s alright. Miss the beaches back home though. I’m trying to figure out what I want to do with my life since I finished school a couple of years ago,” Devlin said.
“Well, maybe you and Severus can visit Siri and I sometime. We have a private beach at the back of our house,” Harry said.
Sirius sat back watching the two younger men talk and smirked to himself. “Yes, you two are welcome anytime. The property is warded against apparating, but you can floo there to our living room,” Sirius said, then looked at his watch. “Harry, you better go for that appointment of yours.”
“Oh yeah....right,” Harry said getting to his feet. “Well, it was nice meeting you Devlin, and maybe I’ll see you later.”
“Harry,” Severus said suddenly, remembering something and reached into his pocket. “I found that book you were looking for in Knockturn Alley. I’ve shrunk it so it will fit in your pocket for now,” he said handing the doll size book to Harry.
“Thank you Severus. I’ve been looking forward to studying this,” Harry said smiling, putting the book in his back pocket. “Sirius, I’ll meet you at Flourish & Blotts in say...two hours? Then we can head to muggle London for those supplies we need.”
“Sure thing Harry,” Sirius replied as he watched his godson leave. He turned to Severus, “what book was that?”
“It’s a book that Harry had read about in another book containing dark magic,” Severus said.
“You sure that was wise?” Sirius asked.
“The Dark Lord will not be using any light spells when he confronts Harry,” Severus said. “I happen to think that Harry won’t be swayed by the dark side using the dark spells. He’s got too much good in him. I don’t like to think of Harry confronting that madman, but it is something that he cannot escape from....if we like it or not.”
“You know, I can help him with some of the dark magic,” Devlin said. “We had a Dark Arts professor back in school who taught us a lot on the dark arts. It’s one of the classes I excelled at.”
“Besides, Sirius, Harry is still hesitant in using an unforgivable curse on Voldemort. Maybe there’s something else that can be done to defeat him,” Severus said.
“I suppose. Part of me wants to hide him away from the danger, and another part of me wants him to finish this once and for all, so he can lead a normal life, to be just Harry,” Sirius sighed.
“So.....Sirius, what was Harry talking about with getting supplies?” Severus asked trying to get the other’s mind away from the troublesome thoughts.
Sirius smiled gratefully. “After Harry get’s his eyesight corrected.....” he started.
“Finally,” Severus interrupted.
“.....we are going to get building supplies from a lumberyard. We are building a deck at the back of our house,” Sirius finished.
“By hand?” Severus asked, his brow raised in question.
“Yes. It’s nice to see something accomplished when you do it the muggle way,” Sirius replied.
The three of them talked on about some improvements Harry and Sirius had done, and are working on at the house, laughing at some of their failed attempts that Sirius had told. They then went on to suggestions for a charm against Voldemort’s snakes as an antidote may be too late to be administered. After about an hour and a half, Sirius got up to meet Harry, reminding them to come by for a visit when they could.
Sirius stepped into Flourish & Blotts, the smell of old and new books overwhelming the senses. He found Harry sitting on the floor near the back, flipping through a couple of books. “Hey Harry, how’s the eyes?” Sirius asked crunching down closer to Harry’s level.
Harry looked up seeing Sirius smiling down at him. “Good. Eyesight is even better than when I had the glasses. Always find I’m trying to adjust them on my nose, then find that they’re not there anymore,” Harry smiled, handing Sirius five thick books.
Sirius helped Harry up, then looked at some of the titles. “Animagi?” he questioned.
“Yeah, since my magical abilities have increased since my last birthday, I thought I’d like to see if I can do the transformation.”
“Are you finding your magic easier to control now?” Sirius asked.
“Yeah. Severus and Dumbledore helped me quite a bit last year,” Harry replied, remembering some of the hexes he accidentally put on his professors and friends.
“I remember on my sixteenth birthday when my magic grew stronger,” Sirius said thinking back. “Your father and Remus had quite a few bruises when my magic would go wild and they would end up getting slammed against the walls.”
“Does it happen to all wizards and witches when they turn of age?” Harry asked.
“Not all, but most. There’s also some that gain certain inheritances, like veela or vampiric traits....just to name a few.”
Harry had been walking to the next aisle of books while they were talking, his fingers going over the spines of the books. He soon found around four more books dealing with elemental spells and potions. “Well, I think this should do it,” Harry said finally.
“The way you’ve been buying books lately, we’ll have to enlarge our library,” Sirius joked. Although inwardly he was very proud of the way Harry was trying to study hard and better himself magically.
Harry paid for his books, then brought out his wand to shrink them so they would be easier to carry. Sirius placed his hand over Harry’s gently. “Try without,” he said.
Harry nodded, then put his wand back in it’s concealed pants pocket. He waved his hand over the pile of books, “reducio,” seeing the books become smaller in his mind. He smiled to himself as the books got smaller and smaller on the counter top.
Sirius placed his hand on Harry’s shoulder and smiled, “good job Harry.”
“I’ve been practicing,” Harry replied putting the small books in a smaller bag. “It’s been easier since Fudge by-passed the underage wizarding law for me so I can practice magic and apparate.”
“Well you do need to practice for what you need to do. I’m glad Fudge finally realizes what must be done and is actually putting an effort into the cause,” Sirius said sighing heavily.
“Siri, I’m going to be okay. I have you in my life now. I’m not going anywhere,” Harry said grinning. “Besides I have a couple of ideas I’m working on to help me with this.”
“Oh. Like what?” Sirius asked as they stepped out to muggle London.
“You’ll see,” Harry said mysteriously. “I’ll let you know when I feel confident enough with it.”
Sirius hailed a taxi cab once they were outside, where one pulled up almost immediately. Once sitting in the back seat, holding onto the back seat while the driver wove in and out of traffic, Sirius spoke up. “You know.....Devlin said he’d help you with your studies,” he said smirking.
“Oh? Did he?” Harry asked looking out the window, hoping that didn’t sound pathetically needy.
“He’s not a bad looking guy....considering he’s related to Snape, huh?” Sirius asked smirking at the back of Harry’s head.
“Yeah, if you’re into that,” Harry replied. ‘I would be very into that,’ he thought to himself thinking of the dark haired man.
Sirius then let the matter drop after seeing Harry’s face turning a nice shade of pink. They arrived at the lumber yard and brought out their list. After getting everything they needed plus a few extras, they arranged for it to be picked up by a delivery service. This particular delivery service was used quite frequently by the wizarding world, the drivers blending in quite easily among the muggles. The delivery trucks worked much like the Knight Bus. By the time Harry and Sirius came home later that day, their purchase would be already there, unloaded neatly at the front of their house.
The two of them did a bit more shopping then made their way to the Leaky Cauldron, carrying a large take out pizza and a case of muggle beer, where they then flooed their way directly to their living room.
Chapter Two
Over the next week, Harry had a certain routine for his days. He woke early in the morning to swim in the lake, laying out on the floating wooden platform about a mile out from shore, soaking up the sun on his naked body. He liked the feeling of swimming unrestrained. Sirius was kind enough not to tease him about that after catching him coming back to shore completely starkers.
He then had breakfast with Sirius, a book usually propped up on the table while eating, then the two of them would go outside to work on their deck. After dinner, Sirius helped Harry with his training.
Severus and Devlin walked through the green flames of the Black residence to what appeared to be an empty house. They followed the sounds of loud music at the back of the house, then walked through a set of large patio doors that went out from the kitchen. They looked around to see the deck wrapped around two sides of the house with a second level a couple of steps down from the main part of the deck.
At the lower level their eyes stopped, looking at the two men who were bent down, hammer in hand, nailing the light colored wood to the frame. Devlin recognized Sirius, but looked closer to the other guy. He was shirtless, his jeans hanging low on his hips, tears at the sides of the jeans and the knees. He wore a muggle baseball cap with his longish hair pulled back underneath it. Devlin nudged Severus. “Sev, who’s that?” he asked.
Severus pulled his eyes from Sirius’s naked torso then looked to the other man, surprise evident on his face. “I do believe that would be Harry,” he smirked.
“That can’t be the same guy as last week,” Devlin said just as Sirius stood up and looked over to them.
Sirius turned down the music from Harry’s stereo then walked towards the two new comers. “Severus, Devlin, glad you could make it,” he said grabbing a towel from the deck railing to wipe the sweat from his tattoo’d chest and neck.
Devlin watched Harry stand up straight, arching his back towards the sun. Harry brought his hand up to have his discarded shirt appear in his hand to wipe the sweat from his face and neck.
‘Gods, he shouldn’t hide that body like he does,’ he thought to himself as Harry came closer to them smiling in welcome.
Harry smiled when he saw Devlin standing there, looking godsmacked. He thought he might try to see if there was any kind of attraction there, so instead of putting his shirt back on, he flung it over his one shoulder and looked Devlin in the eye as his hand ran across his chest and stomach.
Severus saw the way the two younger men were eyeing each other and raised his brow mockingly to Sirius who smirked back at him knowingly. “We thought you might like a hand with the deck.....and we brought some refreshments,” Severus said.
“Hope you like muggle beer,” Devlin said finally looking away from Harry’s tanned chest.
“Great, that would definitely hit the spot right now,” Harry said smiling as he sat down in a nearby deck chair, taking his hat off to run his fingers through the tangled mess of his shoulder length hair.
Sirius conjured up two more chairs for Severus and Devlin to sit. “So, you want to be our free labour for the day?” he said grinning at the two. They were certainly dressed for it, in faded jeans and t-shirts, their hair tied back at the nape of their necks.
“Sure, but don’t let it get around though,” Devlin replied shifting in his seat as he watched Harry lean his elbows on his knees, watching the muscles shift with movement in his upper body.
“So Devlin, did you play quidditch in the American school?” Harry asked.
“Yeah, played beater position,” he replied. “Do you play?”
“Yes, I play the seeker position.”
“Since first year,” Sirius added proudly, smirking to see Harry’s face tinge red from the praise.
“Except for my fifth year,” Harry said grinning.
‘So that’s why his body looks so good,’ Devlin thought to himself, imagining what Harry’s skin would taste like.
“So Harry, did you read any of that book that I found for you?” Severus asked.
“Yes, it’s got quite a lot of good ideas that I’ve been thinking of using.”
“Like what?” Severus asked.
Harry looked around the deck and pointed his finger towards a block of wood, for it to levitate towards them.
“You’re really getting the hang of the wandless magic aren’t you?” Severus asked.
“It’s getting easier,” Harry replied, setting the block of wood on the metal tray before them. He placed both hands about an inch away from the wood, mouthing words none of them quite heard. The piece of wood almost immediately started to smoulder, the smoke rising above it, then burst in flames.
They all watched it flame for a few minutes before Severus put the fire out. “What are you planning on doing with that spell?” Severus asked.
Harry sat back, took a swig of his beer, then looked out towards the lake. “If I can get close enough to him, I plan on using the spell to slowly set fire to his internal organs as I send his soul to hell,” Harry replied quietly, a steely look of determination on his face. “Hopefully to watch him suffer a most painful death.”
The other three looked to each other, surprised at the dark tone that Harry expressed. Sirius put his hand on Harry’s shoulder reassuredly. Harry looked to Sirius and smiled thankfully, placing his hand over his to give his fingers a light squeeze.
“Will that end his life.....I mean there has been a few times that we though he was dead, but managed to come back,” Severus asked.
Harry gave a small smile. “Not sure, but I’m still researching my books. I want to have a couple of plans on the go. One never knows with him,” Harry replied as he finished off his beer and stood up. “Well, I’m going to work, you old folks can sit and be lazy if you want,” he said grinning at the three as he put his cap back on his head.
“You know what your deck is missing?” Devlin said looking down on it also trying to lighten the mood.
“What?” Sirius asked thinking that their deck was good.
“A hot tub,” Devlin smirked.
“A what?” Severus asked.
Harry grinned at the confusion on the older wizards faces. “It’s like a big bath tub that usually has these ledges to sit on while jets of water shoot out the sides, massaging your body as you relax. The water is usually quite warm, hence the name hot tub. It sounds like a good idea though. What do you say Siri?”
“That does sound like it would be a good idea, especially after days like this,” Sirius said stretching his body forwards. “Do you want to pick it out. I wouldn’t know the first thing about them to know what we want.”
“I can help you pick one out Harry,” Devlin suggested.
“Sure. How about tomorrow afternoon?” Harry asked. At the nod of agreement Harry smiled. “Good, now lets get some work done here,” he ordered laughing.
The four of them then went to work, hammer and saw in hand as they finished off the floor and railing on both levels of the deck. There was still an overhang they wanted to build on the upper deck that connected to the house, a few benches, the staining of the deck, and now the hot tub to place on the lower level.
After a steak dinner that Severus and Sirius cooked up on the barbeque, they sat outside, letting the night breeze breath over their tired bodies. Harry sat back, his eyes closed, relaxing after all the work they accomplished for the day, when he heard a strange noise to the right. He got up and walked slowly to the edge of the deck.
“Harry, what are.....” Sirius started to ask before Harry held up his hand for them to be quiet.
Harry heard a hissing noise so he crept closer. ‘Is them, strike them where there is bare skin,’ the hissing said. He came closer and saw a long thin black snake with about three others closely behind it.
‘Hello, what are you doing here at my home,’ Harry asked in parseltongue.
The snake came into view, it’s head raised regally. ‘You speak our language? Who are you?’ it asked.
‘I am Harry Potter. Now what are you doing here?’ he asked again in parseltongue.
‘He did not mention that you are a snake speaker. We had orders to find you, then bite you and any others that may be with you,’ the snake said.
‘From who?’ Harry asked.
‘From the other that speaks our language,’ it said simply.
‘Aren’t you a long way from your home, and what has he promised you in return?’ Harry asked.
‘He brought us from our warm place where there is lots of warm sand......he hasn’t promised us anything in return,’ it said coming closer to Harry.
‘What if I could promise you a way to get back home or a safe place for you and your kind?’ Harry asked, ‘instead of biting us.’
The snake seemed to ponder this over and spoke a few words to the other snakes before turning back to Harry. ‘You have our agreement.’
‘Are you the ones that bit the men in their prison cells at Azkaban?’ Harry asked the snake.
‘Yes,’ the snake replied.
‘Could we possibly have a sample of your venom so we can make an antidote incase anyone else gets bitten?’ Harry asked hopefully, thinking of the many other uses the venom could be used for in potions.
‘You will not hurt us?’ the snake asked nervously.
‘No,’ Harry hissed back.
The snake stayed still as if thinking of it’s options. ‘I will stay. My companions will send word to the others to come here so you can do as promised.’
‘Agreed,’ Harry said smiling. ‘You must let your companions know to not let the other snake speaker hear of this.'
The snake turned to the others behind it and hissed the instruction, then slithered up to Harry and went up his arm when it was extended. Harry walked towards the other three men and sat back in his chair. He stroked the head of the snake then asked it’s name in parseltongue.
‘My name is Selkis,’ it hissed back moving it’s head into the touch of Harry’s stroking hand.
“Do you realize what kind of snake that is Harry?” Severus asked Harry nervously.
“No, I don’t. It’s look is not familiar to me,” Harry replied.
“That is an Egyptian Asp, or the Chameleon Asp as some call it due to the way it can camouflage with it’s environment at will. It’s venom is very deadly. Once bitten, the persons bodily functions immediately shut down, then death instantaneously soon after,” Severus said. “Is it’s kind the one’s that killed the Death Eaters?”
“Yes,” Harry replied.
“They usually leave humans alone. I wonder why they would attack?” Severus pondered.
‘Did the other snake speaker do anything to you? Why attack us humans?’ Harry asked in parseltongue.
‘We were all put in a large metal box when we were captured from our home. We felt a spinning sensation then were put to sleep. When we were woken, we felt angry,’ Selkis hissed back.
‘How did you know who to bite?’ Harry hissed in question.
‘I do not know. When we woke, we were in a cold dark place. We bit the nearest human,’ Selkis replied.
“It says it doesn’t know why they attacked. They were captured from their home and were put to sleep in a metal box. When they woke up, they felt angry and lashed out at the humans....I mean Death Eaters in the cell,” Harry said.
“Could be an anger inducement potion in with them,” Devlin suggested.
“Selkis said she would give a sample of her venom for the antidote,” Harry said smiling to a surprised Severus. “I also said we would either send them back to their home or find a warm place for them to stay.”
“How many are there?” Sirius asked.
Harry hissed the question to Selkis and waited for the response to be hissed back at him. He nodded to the snake then looked to the others. “About thirty of them,” he replied.
Harry got up and placed Selkis at the edge of the deck where she could meet the others. “I thought she would be giving us the sample of the venom?” Severus asked curiously.
“She will be back tomorrow,” Harry said. “She also said she or the others will not bite another human while on these properties.”
Sirius got up and looked to the other three. “Well, I’m going to have a quick shower. Why don’t you two stay the night, there’s a couple of guest rooms upstairs,” he said grinning trying to stifle a huge yawn.
Severus looked to Devlin who nodded. “Thank you. We don’t have any idea when Harry’s snake will be back tomorrow, so the guest rooms will be fine for the night,” Severus said also getting up to go inside. “Do you have any books on Asps?”
“I’m sure there’s something on snakes in the library. Harry’s been enlarging the book collection quite quickly,” Sirius said smirking as he headed towards the house. “Come, I’ll show you where it is.”
Harry and Devlin sat in companionable silence as they drank their beer. “So, Harry, do you have a girlfriend back at school?” Devlin asked looking over to Harry.
“No I don’t...nor a boyfriend, which I prefer,” Harry replied smirking at Devlin. “How about you? Anyone special in your life?”
Devlin shrugged his one shoulder. “There’s someone, but he and I have a very open relationship. No commitments, just good times. Is there a special guy you’ve had your eye on?”
Harry laughed, “there is one guy, but it’s not going to happen. He’s dark as I am light,” he said still smiling.
“So you give off this innocent, lily-white type of act in front of him,” Devlin said smirking.
“I’m not really a ‘lily-white’ type of person in front of him. It’s just that I seem to get away with more shit than he does, and I think he kind of resents that,” Harry sighed before taking a drink.
“You know, you speaking parseltongue is sexy as all hell.....maybe you should try some of that on him,” Devlin suggested.
“You think so?” Harry asked as Devlin nodded. “What would I say? How about.....” Harry started to speak normal, then switched to parseltongue as he leaned his elbows on his knees, looking intently into Devlin’s eyes.
After the last hiss, Devlin looked back at Harry. “What did you say?” he asked huskily, also leaning forwards to hide the prominent bulge in his jeans.
“Maybe I’ll tell you another day,” Harry said getting up. “Now I’m going to go in and have a shower then hit the sheets. Goodnight Dev,” he said smirking to himself as he left the dark haired man on the deck.
“Shit,” Devlin said softly as he leaned his head back against the lounge chair, stretching out his legs in front of him. His hand rubbed over his straining erection in his jeans. He unzipped his jeans and released his cock to the night air. His thumb grazed the leaking head, making him give a low moan. His one hand went further down in his jeans to cup his balls as his other hand gripped his aching cock, moving up and down slowly on his length. He closed his eyes hearing the parseltongue spoken by Harry and picturing his sweating naked upper body. The Harry in his mind slowly slid his jeans over his hips, then walked closer to him until their erections were rubbing together, the hissing in his ear bringing him closer to release.
His head went back as his cock pulsed in his hand, his hand and stomach coated with his cum. He cleaned himself up, then went into the house not noticing Harry watching him from the window ledge above.
Chapter Three
The next morning Devlin walked into the kitchen to see Severus and Sirius finishing off their breakfast. “Where’s Harry?” he asked looking around the room.
“He usually goes for a swim first thing in the morning, heading towards the wooden platform about a mile out,” Sirius said sipping his morning coffee.
“Well, maybe I’ll take a quick swim too then,” Devlin replied turning to leave.
“Oh, and Devlin......he usually swims in the buff,” Sirius said mischievously.
“Great,” Devlin mumbled to himself as he went back upstairs to change into an old pair of cut off jeans.
He made his way to the beach and waded in waist high, then noticed Harry pull himself up onto the floating platform. He dove into the water, then resurfaced and started swimming towards Harry. The water was a bit cool as he swam deeper, but it felt good, refreshing. Once he got closer he noticed Harry sitting on the edge, his legs dangling into the water, watching him swim closer towards him.
He hung onto the edge as he looked up at Harry. “Hey, mind if I join you?”
“You’re here now. Might as well,” Harry said smiling.
Devlin pulled himself up and looked at Harry, then his eyes followed a drop of water that trailed a path down Harry’s chest to the waist of the cut offs. He looked up then to see Harry’s raised brow. “You’re wearing cutoffs,” he said stating the obvious.
“Yeah, so?”
“Well, Sirius said you swim naked,” Devlin said pulling his legs out of the water to lean back on his hands.
“Did he?” Harry said smirking. “I usually do,” he said leaning back on his hands also. “Disappointed?”
Devlin leaned closer to Harry. “Would it freak you out if I said yes?” he asked softly.
“No.”
Devlin looked to Harry’s mouth while his fingers trailed down Harry’s chest to his stomach, pleased to feel Harry’s muscles contract beneath his fingers. “Harry, can I kiss you?”
At Harry’s nod, he touched his lips to his. When he heard Harry moan at the contact, he pressed his mouth harder against Harry’s, his tongue probing the crease of Harry’s lips to gain entrance. When he felt Harry’s tongue meet his, he groaned as his hand went to the back of Harry’s head to pull him closer.
When Harry felt Devlin pull away, his own hand went to Devlin’s neck. “More,” he said huskily.
He was rewarded with Devlin sitting astride him, locking his mouth with his in a scorching kiss. He felt Devlin’s erection brush against his and moaned into his mouth, thrusting his hips up against the others. His hands went to Devlin’s back to bring him closer as they ground their jean covered erections together.
Devlin’s head went back as he leaned up on his hands, his hips thrusting against Harry. “God....that feels good,” he moaned. “I want to feel you....skin to skin Harry,” he said as his hands went to the snap of Harry’s shorts while Harry did the same to Devlin’s.
They hurriedly stripped the shorts off, throwing them aside. Devlin didn’t waste any time to climb on top of Harry again, their cocks rubbing against each others. Devlin had his fingers in Harry's hair as he devoured his mouth, his hands soon roaming over the writhing body underneath him. Harry’s hands went down Devlin’s back, gliding down the heated skin, to grip his hips as he spread his legs to accommodate him more, his legs rubbing along his upper thighs as he thrust his hips up again and again.
Devlin pulled his mouth from Harry’s as he pulled the hair at the back of Harry’s head, pulling it back to taste the skin on Harry’s neck. “Gods...Harry, you feel good.....taste good,” he groaned as he bit onto the crook of Harry’s neck. He looked down at Harry’s flushed face, into his lust filled eyes. “Have you done this before?”
“Yes....” Harry said huskily, “once before.”
Devlin grinned and claimed Harry’s mouth again in a heated kiss as his hand moved down Harry’s side to grip his hip. His mouth left Harry’s as it nibbled down his neck, his body shifting down, licking and sucking the sun kissed skin. Harry’s hand went to his shoulders then to the back of his head as his mouth moved lower to the dark colored nipple, licking around it then sucking it into his mouth.
Harry arched his back, gripping Devlin’s hair tighter. “Harder........suck them harder,” he groaned out loud.
Devlin sucked harder, letting his teeth graze the puckered nipple. He loved the sounds Harry was making beneath him, the way he moved beneath him. He went on his hands and knees, looking down at Harry’s body. His hand moved down the center of his chest to his stomach, then finally down the length of Harry’s cock.
“Dev.....please,” Harry begged, grabbing Devlin’s hand to grip his cock. Harry’s hand went over Devlin’s as they pumped the hardened flesh.
Devlin ran his other hand along Harry’s inner thigh as Harry spread his legs more, knowing what would happen. Devlin leaned down and brushed his tongue along the leaking head of the cock in front of him. His finger grazed the puckered entrance of Harry. “Lubricus,” he said softly.
Harry heard the muttered spell, then felt Devlin’s finger tip enter his lubricated hole, at the same time as his cock was engulfed in Devlin’s warm mouth. He moved his hips down, taking Devlin’s finger all the way inside of him, then cried out in pleasure as his sweet spot was hit.
Devlin ran his tongue along the tip of Harry’s cock as he moved his head, taking him shallow as his finger worked in and out of Harry. Harry thrust his hips up to go deeper in the warm mouth as another finger was added inside of him. His head went back, his eyes shut tight as Devlin deep throated his cock, his fingers scissoring and moving faster inside of him.
A couple more deep plunges of Devlin’s mouth on him and he felt the building shudders go straight to his groin. He thrust up as he came, cumming hard, deep in Devlin’s mouth. He felt the warm mouth leave him to look up to see Devlin kneeling in front of him, his very hard cock in his hand.
Devlin raised one of Harry’s legs as he placed the tip of his cock at Harry’s tight ring of muscle. He pushed in slowly to let Harry get used to the intrusion. He went in about half way, then pulled back, then thrust back in shallow again. He saw Harry bite his bottom lip. “You okay?” Devlin asked hoarsely.
Harry nodded his head, licking his lips. “Yes....more Dev....all,” he groaned incoherently as his body shuddered when Devlin sheathed himself completely, Harry gripping him tight.
“So tight....so good,” Devlin groaned as he thrust deep inside of Harry. “I’m not going....to....last.”
Harry’s hand went to his hardened cock and gripped tight, his hand moving at the same thrusting pattern as the cock moving inside of him. “Faster,” Harry panted.
‘Oh...gods,’ Devlin groaned to himself as he moved faster, ramming hard into the body under him. He knew Harry was close as he felt him tighten around his cock. He thrust hard and deep, crying out as he came, emptying himself inside of Harry. He let Harry’s leg down as he lay on top of him, his stomach sticking to his as Harry’s thick creamy cum was smearing against him. He pulled his hips back as he slowly slid out of Harry.
They shared a slow kiss as their panting breaths subsided. Devlin leaned on his elbows as he grinned down at Harry. “That was better than I imagined it would be,” he smirked.
“Oh....is that what you were thinking of last night when you were wanking on the deck?” Harry grinned.
Devlin ducked his head into Harry’s neck. “You saw that?” he asked against the heated skin trying to hide his embarrassment.
“Yeah,” Harry chuckled, “my bedroom is just above the back deck.” He kissed the side of Devlin’s neck. “Next time you can watch me,” he breathed into Devlin’s ear.
“Is there going to be a next time?” Devlin smirked.
“Only if you want it Dev,” Harry said suddenly unsure.
“I do want more Harry, a lot more....but I don’t want anything serious,” Devlin said as he sat up.
“That’s okay Dev. I know you have someone else....and I still can’t get rid of that other git out of my head,” Harry said leaning over to kiss Devlin’s cheek, then looked around the platform. “Uh, Dev....where’s our shorts?”
Sirius meanwhile was leaning on the deck railing sipping at his morning coffee as he looked out at the water, smiling to himself as he watched the two boys. He knew that Harry was interested in the same sex, and Devlin seemed to be a nice enough guy.
Severus had been standing back by the doors watching Sirius watching the two boys. His eyes looked over Sirius’s naked back, seeing the long white scars down his back and the tattoo on the shoulder. His jeans were like a second skin on the fit body. He looked good from the back, but looked twice as good at the front, with the muscled torso and the various tattoos marring the skin. He wondered how his skin would feel under his fingertips or if his lips felt as soft as they looked. He silently moved forwards and leaned close to Sirius’s ear. “Looks like they’re getting along okay, huh?” Severus said quietly.
Sirius shuddered at the feel of Severus’s warm breath so close to his ear. “Yeah. Does it bother you?” Sirius asked glancing over to Severus.
“No, not really. Devlin’s a good kid....and Harry’s got a good head on his shoulders,” Severus replied and laughed at Sirius’s arched brow. “If you tell him that I will make you sorry you were ever rescued from that veil Black,” he said smirking evilly.
Sirius stepped closer to Severus, their chests mere inches apart, leaning over to the side of Severus’s face. ‘Hmm, he smells good,’ he thought to himself. “And what would you do to me Sev?” He said into Severus’s ear, his lips brushing against the lobe. He then backed up smirking at the dazed expression of the potions masters face. “I’m going to get them some towels,” he added suddenly backing away from Severus before he did something that they were not ready for.
Severus still stood by the railing surprised at the blatant come on from Sirius. “Damn mutt,” he said stalking into the house.