The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco
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				Title: <strong>The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 02:37:59</strong>
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				It had been three long years since Voldemort and been defeated; three long years since the Ministry of magic took his wand and caged him. Okay, so the cage had all the size and splendor offered by the Malfoy estate but it was a cage none the less when one could not leave its boundaries.<br><br>Draco looked down at the band encircling his slender wrist balefully. He loathed the thing with every fiber of his being; not only was it a plain metal band unsuitable in its commonness for a Malfoy to wear but it was the device that kept him caged.<br><br>He itched to tear it from him but had long ago learned it was a futile effort; none of the wands in his father’s vast collection had responded to his attempts to use them and the house elves had been bespelled again helping Draco or his mother escape.<br><br>The band was a dull grey, solid in its composition; magic had but it on and only magic could take it off. Draco’s cool grey eyes slid to the grandfather clock that sat in one corner of his father’s office; two more hours and he would be free.<br><br>Rising, he crossed to the window and gazed out; arms crossed over his chest and a frown curving the corners of his mouth down. He began thinking back over the last few years; tuning everything else out as he did so.<br><br>He nor his mother had joined the Dark Lord but because of Lucius’ involvement with him, they had been brought to trail as well. Although they had been cleared of most charges; there had remained the fact that they had been in attendance to meetings where plans had been made that lead to the loss of lives. Draco had been charged with aiding and abetting when he let the Deatheaters into the school; his mother charged similarly for ‘housing’ known criminals.<br><br>The blond snorted in derision; wondering what the idiots had expected him and his mother to do. One did not say no to either Lucius Malfoy or Voldemort; not unless you had a death wish or a liking for pain.<br><br>He supposed they thought they were being lenient placing them under house arrest but it had been torture to both Draco and his mother. Used to coming and going as they pleased, performing magic at will and being surrounded by friends; the restrictions placed on them had been nothing less then torture.<br><br>The only reason neither of them had gone mad with the isolation had been due to the Zabini’s. Blaise and his mother had braved the Wizengamot to protest the isolation stating that even those in Azkaban were allowed visitors. That meant once a week for an hour mother and son were allowed one visitor but compared to three months of seeing no one but each other; neither were complaining. <br><br>It was all Potter’s fault they had been charged; Draco had no doubt. Knowing the four eyed git as he did, it was more than likely he had just sat back and let the Weasel and Mudblood say what they wanted; never mind that Draco had faced down his own father to save the bushy haired bitch. <br><br>The memory of his father’s face still haunted the blond’s dreams; the expression of shock and then betrayal was something that would never be forgotten. Lucius Malfoy had not been a nice man and although Draco hadn’t agreed that killing Muggles and Muggleborns had been the way to save the wizarding world; he had still loved him deeply and missed him with every breath he took.<br><br>“Fucking Potter!” Draco snarled, hands balling into fists so tightly his knuckles turned white. He wanted to destroy something so badly but didn’t because the elves had stopped repairing the victims of his rages two years ago had the teen had been forced to learn to control his destructiveness least they ran out of furniture.<br><br>“You will pay for what you have done to me. You will pay for taking my father from me!” he whispered. His conscious told him that he wasn’t being fair; that Harry wasn’t the one to have killed Lucius nor could Harry have stopped the jury from finding him guilty as he had been guilty but Draco pushed the voice aside. Someone had to be blamed and it might as well be the green eyed boy that haunted him more than any other.<br><br>That had been the worst part of the past three years. It had frustrated Draco to no end that he couldn’t stop thinking about Potter; the nights had been the worst<br><br>At precisely 12 noon, the Floo flared too life; Kingsley Shacklebolt stepped through, followed by a tall, blond wizard Draco had never seen before. Just as Narcissa entered the room, the floo flared again and a pretty, young with light blue hair came through. She was Nymphadora Tonks; Narcissa’s niece and Draco’s cousin.<br><br>“Wotcher,” she grinned taking a step forward; tripping over the rug and bumping into a small table. <br><br>Eyes widening in alarm; Narcissa quickly grabbed the vase that had been in the Malfoy family for hundreds of generations, saving it from shattering on the floor when the witch’s attempts to right the table; toppled it instead.<br><br>“Sorry,” she said, hair turning bright red. Draco pinched the bridge of his nose; he might have accepted the witch as family but the way her hair changed color randomly and often in horribly bright hues always gave him a headache.<br><br>Kingsley who was head auror, smiled and drew his wand. “Shall we get started?” he asked, reaching for Narcissa’s hand with dark skinned fingers. “I never thought you deserving of house arrest.” His deep voice rumbled in his chest as he spoke.<br><br>“Draco, may I,” Tonks said, holding out her hand; a huge smile breaking over her face. There was no hesitation on Draco’s part; despite his cousin being clumsy, she was ace with a wand and he knew that. She had both testified on behalf of her cousin and aunt which had gone a long way in lessening their punishment. Kingsley had stood firm in seeing that they had been treated fairly by the aurors that paid twice weekly visits to check up on them and had been the one who had gotten the visits cut down to occurring only when they had visitors.<br><br>“It is my honor to remove the band keeping you prisoner,” Kingsley said, taking the hand Narcissa held out in quiet dignity; her blue eyes sparkling with pleasure.<br><br>Draco was distracted by his own band being removed at the sight of his mother’s smile. It was full, warm and bright; he couldn’t ever remember seeing her smile like that and his eyes narrowed, darting past back and forth between his mother and the tall, stately auror. Surely there couldn’t be…<br><br>He was drawn from his train of thought when the blond wizard stepped forward, a sneer on his lips. “I am against this; I have always thought that you both should be rotting in prison like the rest of the Deatheaters but it seems that I am the only one not fooled by your innocent act!” he hissed, handing them their wands none too gently; jabbing Draco in the ribs with his, slapping the nine inch length of rosewood into Narcissa’s palm with stinging force before turning on his heel and stepping back through the floo after dashing a handful of floo powder into the hearth angrily.<br><br>“Pleasant sort, that one,” Tonks deadpanned, scowling after the retreating wizard. “Regular Mr. Sunshine isn’t he?”<br><br>Rubbing her palm, Narcissa laughed softly.&nbsp; “Arron has always been surly; I quite imagine he was born with a scowl. Mother always said that her father’s side of the family had all the charm of doxy infestation; he was, apparently, the only one worth knowing.”<br><br>The grandfather clock chimed the quarter hour and Kingsley glanced at it. “I am sorry to cut this short but I have a meeting to attend and I can’t be late as I am the one who called for it.,” he said, taking Narcissa’s hand and bowing over it, pressing a kiss to the knuckles.<br><br>Draco frowned at this, his earlier suspicions returning full force. He missed the auror leaving as he thought about the likelihood of an attraction between his mother and the dark skinned man. He had nothing against the auror but thinking of his mother with anyone but his father was rather disturbing.<br><br>Sticking her wand back into the sleeve of her robe, Tonks grinned at the two blonds. “So, now that you are once again free, what is the first thing you plan to do?” she asked curiously.<br><br>Mother and son looked at each other and burst out laughing; knowing they had the same thought. “Shopping, of course,” they chorused. “Its been ages since either of us and anything new and I had feared Draco would out grow everything. His clothing was spelled to allow for a growth spurt but he has grown more then expected.”<br>&nbsp;“Must we stand here talking about how much I have grown?” Draco all but whined. He didn’t want anyone to question why he had grown so much. It was rather embarrassing actually. After all the rot he had spouted over the years about being a pureblood; it had been more than a little shocking to learn that his grandmother had been a veela and so had other Malfoys before her. <br><br>He was just grateful he was only a fourth veela as it meant he got all the best genes without having to worry about turning into some hideous bird thing or having all sorts of undesirables groping him because of some stupid allure. The falling all over him part was something he liked but only if it happened because those doing the falling knew he was the best. It quite lost its appeal if they couldn’t help themselves.<br><br>Tonks laughed and moved to hug them both. “I am leaving; I too have a meeting to attend but unlike Kingsley I can be a little late. I am happy for you and hope you have fun!” she grinned and then flooed away.<br>Ten minutes later they were standing in front of Twilfit &amp; Tatting's. Draco was surprised at how much fashion had changed in three years and wasn’t at all sure he liked the Muggle influences he was seeing.<br>Narcissa had no such qualms; well made clothing that was tasteful in design was all she cared about and was soon surrounding by style books and fabrics. Her enthusiasm spread to her son who soon enough was as surrounded as she.<br>An hour later they emerged and went their separate ways; Narcissa to check into the Malfoy dealings; Draco to explore the new shops. Exiting a new candy store that rivaled if not surpassed Honeydukes; Draco patted his pockets, happy at the shrunken packages inside. <br>He had chocolates worthy of a Malfoy, was dressed in tailored trousers of slate grey; topped with a matching outer robe that came only to his knees. It was left open to show a silvery grey silk shirt that had slate grey threads running vertical through it. Life was starting to look good again.<br>He stood for a moment debating where to go next when a flash of green eyes caught his attention and first he grew hot as he was sure he had just seen Potter but then cold again because the bloke was so different from the boy he had gone to school with.<br><br>The guy was the stuff dreams were made of, tall and muscular without being muscle bound. That alone was enough to make him doubt as Harry and always been short and scrawny. The lack of glasses and scar were confusing as well but Draco would know for sure once he saw the eyes that had haunted him for the last three years. <br><br>Heart pounding with a rush of adrenaline, Draco followed, watching until he could clearly see the bloke’s eyes. It was Potter; a Potter that was laughing and flirting with an attractive male like he had never done with Draco.<br>The guy was flirting back, reaching out to run a hand down Potter’s chest in a way Draco had never been allowed. The world took on a red haze as the enraged blond stepped forward, mistaking his feelings of possessiveness and jealousy for anger.<br><br>Wand in hand, he cast a full body bind on the unknown bloke whom he planned to teach a lesson later and turned to Harry, “Expulso!” he shouted without thinking, sending a ball of red light streaked with yellow hurtling at the green eyed male.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 03:21:19</strong>
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				Harry had been gone from Diagon Alley for 3 long years.&nbsp; Actually, he had been gone from all the Wizarding world.&nbsp; Ron and 'Hermione had suggested he go away for awhile after the infamous "Death Eater Trials" were over.&nbsp; Harry was spent back then.&nbsp; He had lost thirty pounds, and at almost 6 feet tall, he was a skeletal 138 pounds then.&nbsp; The bones of his cheeks almost seemed to cut his through his skin, his green eyes were sunken into the hollows, but seemed to glow with a mysterious light.&nbsp; Many friends didn't know what kept him going.&nbsp; Harry himself didn't know.&nbsp; All he knew was that he was tired, tired of killing, tired of hating, tired of all things magic.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>Things hadn't worked out between him and Ginny.&nbsp; They had been so euphoric after Voldermort's death.&nbsp; But, something was wrong-something missing, for both of them.&nbsp; Maybe it was the passion of the thought of dying young, or hero-worship.&nbsp; Harry didn't know at that time, but he and Ginny soon realized that they were not for each other.&nbsp; Oh, the love was real, just the passion was all wrong, and they soon parted friends.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Only Hermione accompanied him to airport two days after the trials ended.<br>"You have everything then?"&nbsp; She asked as she pulled him in for a kiss.<br>&nbsp;<br>Leaning over to kiss her cheek he nodded, and with an exasperated sigh answered, "Yes ma'am, everything."&nbsp; It was then that he saw the tears she had been trying to hide.&nbsp; With the pad of one thumb he wiped her tear stained cheeks as he comforted, "Here now, none of this then.&nbsp; I will be fine.&nbsp; Just need sorting out is all.&nbsp; Come on 'Mione, buck up."&nbsp; <br>She rubbed her face against his hand and flashed him a bright smile.&nbsp; Sniffling, she argued, "I'm not crying you silly man!&nbsp; It's allergies.&nbsp; I'm not worried a bit."&nbsp; She flicked imaginary lint off his jacket, and said, "Come back to us Harry.&nbsp; We love you."&nbsp; Then turned and she was gone.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Now, here it was three years had gone but Harry had finally felt able to come home.&nbsp; He had gone to many different places in his travels.&nbsp; India, Africa, the United States, Asia.&nbsp; He had met many new people and done things, things he never thought he could do.&nbsp; Finally, he allowed himself to give up parts of the old Harry.&nbsp; He gave up the eyeglasses and got laser surgery so that he could see perfectly without glasses!&nbsp; He laughed at himself when he remembered going about with bandaged glasses as a boy.&nbsp; He gave up the scrawny unfed body and learned to feed and nurture his body as it needed.&nbsp; Harry began to eat healthy foods and a regular diet, and as he did, his body began to fill out and grow.&nbsp; Always active, Harry persued sports that interested him, horse racing, and sword play were his current favorites.&nbsp; Harry loved the feeling of sitting a top a horse as it raced across an open meadow.&nbsp; He relished the feeling of a blade slicing through the air.&nbsp; Harry, for the first time, felt as though he were really living, and not just alive.<br>&nbsp;<br>Then there was that night in California on the beach at sunset when Harry was 19.&nbsp; It had been in late August and Harry had gone out for the day of surfing and sunning with some friends.&nbsp; That's where Harry had met Cal.&nbsp; Cal was everything Harry thought he wasn't, funny, witty, charming, handsome.&nbsp; Harry sat and stared at Cal and wondered why Cal was sitting by the fire alone.&nbsp; Finally, after enough beers, Harry asked, "Cal, why are you sitting here without a girl?&nbsp; With a rye smile, Harry motioned to himself, "I know why I am, but why are you?" <br>&nbsp;<br>Cal shook his head. "Dude, you just so don't get it."&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>"No kidding."&nbsp; Harry took off&nbsp; the wirerim glasses that had previously blocked some of the beauty of his emerald eyes and motioned with them to the blue eyed blond sitting across the fire.&nbsp; "Cal, these aren't exactally chic magnets!"<br>&nbsp;<br>Cal stood then, and wiping the sand from his cream colored jeans, walked barefoot over to the green eyed youth.&nbsp; He hunkered down so that he was sitting next to Harry and took the disdained glasses Harry had been twirling by the stem.&nbsp; Harry shot Cal a myopic grin but he wasn't grinning a few seconds later when Cal leaned in close and brushed his lips across Harry's.&nbsp; Harry had never felt the lips of another man on his.&nbsp; It was if questions he didn't even know to ask were answered.&nbsp; It just felt right. He wanted felt dazed and confused.&nbsp; "What the bloody hell was that?" Harry's eyes grew wide and were even greener if possible, a blush pinked his cheeks, but he didn't move, nor did he resist in any way.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>Cal laughed a low deep sound.&nbsp; "I kissed you, and you liked it."<br>Harry his breath caught deep in his throat gasped, "I d didn't say tt that."<br>"No Harry, you didn't have to."&nbsp; Cal brushed a lock of Harry's hair out of his face.&nbsp; "Aww Harry, you are so sweet, and Dude you are so gay. you don't have a clue how freekin sexy you are, and man those eyes!" Cal said the last and bit his lower lip. <br>Feeling encouraged by the blond's words Harry whispered, "Cal, will you... could you... kiss me again?"<br>&nbsp;<br>It was after meeting Cal that Harry began to take a closer interest in what he was wearing.&nbsp; He still wasn't a style guru, but he did watch more what he wore, and he also decided he was going to save himself for the One.&nbsp; Something inside him just knew that there was one love out there for him.&nbsp; He was in no hurry he loved to flirt, date and meet new guys, but he knew there&nbsp; was a life mate out there just like his mom and dad had.<br>&nbsp;<br>Finally after being gone three years, Harry felt he had shed enough of the old Harry, the glasses, bad haircut, skinny body, and even a lot of the anger to allow himself to return to the Wizarding World.&nbsp; He had practiced his magic while he was gone.&nbsp; He knew Dumbledore would want him to, besides, part of him still loved magic.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Harry was dressed in brown leather biker pants that laced up the front and dark brown worn boots topped by a white silk button down shirt and dark green short cape.&nbsp; He had just come from shopping and had a bag filled with boxes to restock his larder at home, some new clothes, and a few books he had wanted to read.&nbsp; Harry hefted the bag and couldn't stop the grin that broke across his face.&nbsp; It sure was nice being able to shrink all his packages into a tiny size and pack them rather than actually haul them real world like he had been doing.&nbsp; It was then that a shout broke his musings.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Oye is that you Harry?"<br>Turning to see who hailed him, Harry laughed and welcomed Jaxom Leffure, a friend he had made while in California of all places, with a hug.&nbsp; <br>"Whatcher doin in Diagon Alley Jax?"&nbsp; Harry smiled up at the taller blond boy.<br>"Me sister's got accepted to Hogwarts.&nbsp; We're checking out the place." <br>"Good on her then!"&nbsp; Harry nodded and looked the blond up and down.&nbsp; "You are looking good Jax."&nbsp; Harry smirked, never able to resist teasing the totally straight and terminally devoted Jaxom.&nbsp; <br>Jax, never one to pass up some good sport, stroked Harry's cheek as he teased back, "You couldn't handle me, stud."<br>Just then, a scream rent the air, Harry, through long years of practice and need automatically pulled his wand and ducking as he spun on one heel, shouted "<em>Expelliarmus!"</em> White shot from Harry's wand and met the arch of red and yellow light shot from Draco's wand.&nbsp; The magic's exploaded in the middle and reverberated back on each young man sending them both reeling.&nbsp; <br>Knocked out for a moment from the blast, Harry woke with a sore head in more ways than one.&nbsp; "Dammit Malfoy!&nbsp; I have been gone three damn years, and the first day home you send a curse hurdling at me?"<br>Harry opened his eyes a bit and there lying across from him was his nemisis.<br>&nbsp;<br>It had been Malfoy.&nbsp; Draco, after three years still Draco.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 14:56:30</strong>
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				Draco moaned as he sat up, spitting out. From the way his head throbbed he was sure he had been hit with a bludger. Opening his eyes the first thing he saw was an endless expansion of water. He frowned, closed his eyes and gave his head a shake; sure he was seeing things. Opening them again, his frowned deepened as the scene hadn’t changed; he was still sitting on a beach. That confused him quite a bit; what the fuck was he doing on a beach? <br><br>He sat for a moment trying to remember how he came to be there when a voice from the side drew his eyes to Harry. In a flash he was on the other teen, straddling his hips with fingers clenched tightly in his shirt.<br><br>“What did you do, Potter? I demand you take me back now! Do you have any idea what salt water does to my hair? It makes it <em>frizzy</em>! Malfoys do not have frizzy hair, do you get that, scarface!” he said with an angry hiss. He refused to take any blame for whatever had caused them to be here; wherever here was. Potter should have just let himself be blasted to make up for all the trouble he had caused.<br><br>Scrambling off Harry, Draco made a beeline for the shade of the tree line, stopping to turn and glare at the other male. “How dare you bring me to a beach! You thought it would be fun to fry me to a crisp, didn’t you? Having be locked away at the Manor for three years wasn’t enough, you just had to torture me further by bringing me to a beach so you can laugh while I turn into <em>a lobster with frizzy hair!</em>” he said, his voice rising to an indignit screech at the end.<br><br>Mumbling dire promises under his breath, Draco continued to stomp his way to the shade; not that loose sand made stomping easy. He sat down in the shade of a big palm and blasted Harry with icy glares, waiting on him to take them back. Draco was very confident that would happen as Harry had this thing about saving people and Draco was in dire need of being saved. It had just better happen before his skin was burned and his hair frizzed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 01:57:54</strong>
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				Harry sat and listened water crash against the shore as he tried to digest the fact that they were on what appeared to be a tropical island, or at least a beach.&nbsp; There was sand.&nbsp; There was water.&nbsp; There were trees.&nbsp; It was hot.&nbsp; <br>Then Draco was on him, straddling him (which for a second Harry liked) and once again, the blond was blaming him for all his ills.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Harry watched his nemesis dart to the cover of the trees and screech about frizzy hair and sunburns.&nbsp; <br>"What the hell are you prattling about?"&nbsp; Harry asked--his tone even.&nbsp; <br>"I didn't bring us here.&nbsp; Pick up your wand and teleport out"&nbsp; Harry motioned to the wand lying not far from his own.&nbsp; Harry picked up his wand from where it was lying on the beach and tried to teleport.&nbsp; When nothing happened, he checked his wand for cracks.&nbsp; Finding it whole, he tried to teleport again.&nbsp; Once again, nothing happened.&nbsp; Trying to swallow past the lump in his throat, Harry tried another spell.&nbsp; "Accio bag."&nbsp; Harry pointed his wand at the bag of items he had bought at Diagon Alley.&nbsp; This time, his wand worked, but instead of the items coming to harry, everything that was in the bag grew to its normal size, splitting the bag and spilling across the beach.&nbsp; <br>Harry's emerald eyes seemed to grow twice their size as he looked at his traitorous wand. <br>Purposely altering a line from one of his favorite childhood movies, Harry turned to Draco and muttered, "I don't think we are in Kansas anymore, Draco.&nbsp; Something is definitely wrong here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 03:03:04</strong>
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				Starting when Harry motioned to a wand laying on the sand, Draco left his sleeve and scowled at finding his wand missing. It deepened when the other boy mentioned apparating away. <br><br>His father had made a point of stressing the fact that a Malfoy always made a point of knowing where his wand was and always kept a cool head. Nether of which he was doing. He had panicked at finding himself on a beach; something he had no intention of the other boy finding out.<br><br>Getting to his feet, he dusted himself off and strolled towards his wand; smirking at Harry's failed attempts to use magic. "Let a true wizard show you how its done, Potty," he said, picking up his wand. "Since you clearly can't fix this mess you made, I will take myself home." he sneered disdainfully at Harry. <br><br>He soon discovered he could no more apparate away than Harry. Still not willing to accept blame; he spat. "You bringing us here has broken my wand and when you finally remember how you work yours and get us home; I expect full reimbursement!"<br><br>Sniffing, he turned and stomped back to the shade; sure his skin was already turning pink.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 02:10:50</strong>
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				Harry watched Draco's attempts at aperating off of the beach.&nbsp; Turning quickly so the already angry blond wouldn't see his silent laughter when he too failed, Harry bit his lip to regain his composure.&nbsp; <br>Trying one more time to get his wand to do his bidding, Harry pointed to a pile of driftwood lying ten feet or so in front of him and with a flick of his wrist commanded, <em>Confringo.&nbsp; </em>Happily, the driftwood burst into flame.&nbsp; Bemused, Harry just looked at his wand.&nbsp; Pointing then to the magical tent he had bought to take to the Quiddich World Championships, he called, Accio, wanting the tent to come to his side.&nbsp; Instead, the tent flew toward the trees, and taking shelter under a large tree next to a fresh water stream, the tent popped open ready to occupation.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"Curious."&nbsp; Harry mumbled to himself.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"Draco."&nbsp; Harry called to get the blond man's attention.&nbsp; But, as usual, they git ignored him.&nbsp; "Oye!&nbsp; Malfoy!"&nbsp; He called louder. "Something really strange is going on with my wand.&nbsp; It's doing what it wants to do and not what I want it to do."&nbsp; Then not waiting for Malfoy to answer, he yelled, "Watch, " and proceeded to try and get his wand to do his bidding.<br>&nbsp;<br>Pointing to a box of tinned foods he had purchased to take for the week long stay at the Quiddick&nbsp; cup, harry commanded, "Expulso!"&nbsp; The aforementioned cans instead of exploading, quietly piled themselves outside of the tent next to the great tree.<br>&nbsp;<br>Scratching his head in confusion, Harry turned to Draco and looked at him with a shrug of his shoulders as if to say "see what I mean?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 09:52:26</strong>
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				Still muttering unhappily to himself, Draco ignored Harry pointedly; pulling up the sleeve to his robe to check and see if there were a difference in skin tone between his arm and hand. <br><br>Raising a hand to wipe sweat from his face, Draco finally realized that his outer robe, while stylish and appropriate for England's cooler temperatures; became stifling when worn in the much warmer climate of the island. he instantly felt much cooler once it and his tie had been removed. <br><br>He frowned at Harry, debating on whether to continue to ignore him or to tell him to sod off. However, when he saw what was happening his curiosity got the best&nbsp; of him and he went to investigate.<br><br>"Are you sure you aren't just casting it all wrong, maybe your wand work is soddy, Potter," he sneered as he got closer. He had no doubt the other boy knew what he was doing; that something else caused the tins to stack as they had but there was no way he was admitting that Harry wasn't at fault. It was just the way things were. <br><br>Now that he was closer he could see that Harry had grown to be a few inches taller and had gained muscle mass; it pissed him off as he was supposed to be larger so he could prove his superiority over the other boy. It was kind of hard to look down your nose at someone when yo had to look up at them.<br><br>Whipping up his wand, he thought to punish Harry by taking his wand "Expelliarmus!" he shouted and then gave an undignified yelp when instead of a wand flying over to him, he flew over to plaster against Harry.<br><br>Shocked grey eyes lifted to met green ones as Draco froze. Harry smelled so good and without thinking about what he was doing, buried his nose into a shirt covered chest and breathed deeply; releasing his breath in a low moan. "You smell so good!" he whispered, nose drifting up to sniff the tiny pulse behind one ear. It dawned on him what he was doing and he jerked back with a gasp of horror. There was no way he was thinking Potter smelled like a little bit of heaven and there was no way he had just sniffed him like a damn dog!<br><br>Very confused by his own actions; Draco covered it with an angry hiss. "Get off me, you bloody ponce! I know my arse is fine but its not for the likes of you, keep your wand to yourself, Potter!"<br><br>It struck him too late how his words could be given a double meaning and his cheeks reddened. Turning on his heel, he marched off. Arging with himself as part of him found sniffing Harry to be a perfectly logical thing to do and wanted to continue. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 02:50:28</strong>
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				Harry, as per usual, ignored Draco's prattles and snide remarks concerning his magic, but when the blond was plastered up against his chest, he could hardly ignore that.&nbsp; Draco felt so good up against him.&nbsp; Harry wanted to hold him against his chest.&nbsp; And, what had Draco just muttered?&nbsp; Something about Harry's sense of smell?&nbsp; No matter, what floored Harry was how great it felt to have his grey eyed Nemesis slammed up against him.&nbsp; What the hell?&nbsp; Was Melfoy sniffing his neck?&nbsp; Harry felt the heat rise in him at the thought.&nbsp; Just as Harry was about to nuzzle the blond back, Draco pushed away and began shouting at Harry.&nbsp; At first, Harry was confused by Draco's attack.&nbsp; But then, he noticed the high blush, and really listened to Draco's words, and it suddenly hit him, Draco was turned on.&nbsp; The boy who had tormented him for all those years was hot for him!&nbsp; Deciding to get a little of his own back, Harry began teasing his foe.<br>&nbsp;<br>Harry turned bright eyes toward Draco and couldn't stop a cocky grin from breaking across his lips.&nbsp; "Keep my wand to myself?&nbsp; Now, why would I want to do that Draco?"&nbsp; Harry practically purred as he began to close the distance between the two.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Why so red in the face?&nbsp; And all these references to me wanting your ass, and my wand"... Here Harry motioned to his crotch.&nbsp; All these years you chased me, well here I am."&nbsp; Harry never took his eyes off Draco as he continued to stalk him with a steely determination in his eyes.&nbsp; Finally, when Draco was backed up against a tree, Harry leaned in and thinking to teach Draco a lesson, began to lightly kiss the dragon.&nbsp; With a whisper soft touch, Harry's warm lips met Draco's and Harry had to grab the tree to steady himself as a bolt of electricity shot straight through his core.&nbsp; Retracing the path his lips had first taken, Harry's stomach clenched as the shock of desire he felt almost overwhelmed him.&nbsp; Pulling Draco in closer to deepen the kiss, Harry clasped the smaller man tight to him, and rubbing his face in Draco's shining blond locks, murmured, "Man, what have you done to me!"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 09:14:35</strong>
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				He was sputtering; that was the only word for it. He, Draco Malfoy, was sputtering! Every time he opened his mouth to set Potter straight on who was the ponce and who wasn't all that came out of his mouth were sounds that couldn't even remotely be called words. <br><br>It was infuriating and he sought to clear his head by putting distance between them but Harry kept coming and soon there wasn't anywhere to to go as he was up against something hard and then he was being kissed.<br><br>Harry's lips were warm and softly firm; Draco was sure that was a contradiction but everything about the other boy had always seemed that way. When the kiss deepened, Draco couldn't stop the soft moan or the way his hand clutched at strong shoulders. Potter tasted like a slice of apple pie topped with caramel ice cream and sprinkled with heaven. <br><br>Something surged inside, clawing its way to the surface and he began returning the kiss, devouring Harry's mouth like a starved man devours a feast. The kiss broke and he snapped to his senses.<br><br>"Get off me, you bloody ponce!" Draco snapped, pushing at Harry's chest until he could slip free of arms that had felt entirely too good wrapped around him. he stomped the urge to return to the embrace into submission and backed up further.<br><br>"How dare you maul me like I was some whore you paid for the night!" he spat, grey eyes flashing angrily. "I most assuredly do <em>not</em> want either of your wands as you so crudely stated and if you touch me again, I will hex you seven ways until Sunday!" <br><br>He tucked tail and ran then; not that he would ever admit that was what he was doing. Malfoys ran from nothing and they for damn sure didn't like being kissed by scarfaced gits!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 13:53:32</strong>
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				Harry, befuddled by both of their reactions to the kiss, let Draco go and ignored his outburst.&nbsp; He was kinda glad Draco was putting some distance between them anyway.&nbsp; Bringing his fingers up to his lips, Harry could still feel the tingle that had surged through him when he had kissed Draco, the heat of the kiss still infused his skin.&nbsp; Feeling an urgent need to cool down, Harry stripped off his cape, silk shirt and leather pants, then kicking off his boots and peeling off his socks, ran wearing only his boxers into the surf.&nbsp; Surprisingly, the water was warm, yet it still had a nicely cooling effect on the overheated young man.<br>&nbsp;<br>Dipping under the waves, Harry swam out to a tidal pool where he pulled himself up upon a rock.&nbsp; Staring into the clear water, Harry saw four five pound mud crabs scurrying around the bottom. Struck with an idea, Harry quickly removed his boxers and tied the legs into knots.&nbsp; Then,&nbsp; grabbing a piece of driftwood, Harry carefully and quickly pressed down on one of the crabs holding it in such a way the he was able to pick it up from behind, careful to grasp it firmly and out of the way of the pinchers.&nbsp; Harry then chucked the crab into his rinsed out boxers for safe keeping.&nbsp; He repeated the procedure once more, leaving two crabs to their peace.&nbsp; Happy with his fishing success, Harry tied off the waistline of his boxers with a loose thread and walked most of the way to shore stepping on stone outcrops along the tidal pool.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Forgetting his nakedness in his excitement to show off his success, he bellowed, "Draco, come see what I've got you crazy git!"&nbsp; And laughing, threw more driftwood on the fire as he searched for a container to hold his "catch."<br>&nbsp;<br>"Draco!"&nbsp; Harry yelled again.&nbsp; Rummaging through his supplies, Harry found an ice chest then he plopped the crabs into and shut the lid.&nbsp; Looking further, he found a knife that he was able to use to quickly kill the crabs and place them hard shell down onto the ember burying them to bake in their own juices.<br>&nbsp;<br>Preoccupied with what he was doing, Harry didn't notice Draco coming back to the camp site.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 22:41:38</strong>
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				Back in the shade of the tree he had claimed, Draco sat looking out over the ocean with unseeing eyes; his mind and emotions in turmoil. He had allowed Potter to kiss and had liked it. It didn't make sense; he loathed the other male passionately. It wasn't possible that he could like kissing him much less be wanting to do it again. <br><br>The scene played over and over in his mind; the way Potter had smelled, how good he had tasted and how right it had felt being held by him. None of it made sense. Why would he feel this way about some one he hated?<br><br>The more he tried to reason it out; the less sense it made. He came to the conclusion that Harry must have done something; cast a spell he hadn't seen him cast; coated his lips with a potion or something. Thinking about how he had smelled so intoxicatingly good, it became clear to the blond that it must be something like a bespelled cologne that was the cause. He would never have liked anything about Potter on his own.<br><br>Hearing Harry calling him; Draco ignored him. There was no way he was getting close enough to smell him again. Malfoys were not stupid; it was as plain as the nose on his face that Harry was up to something. He had brought him here and then tricked him into liking being mauled. The only thing Draco couldn't figure out was why. <br><br>Glancing over, his eyes nearly popped of his head at seeing the green eyed man in all his glory and what glory it was. Draco realized he was all but drooling as he drank in the sight of Harry's nude form and jerked his eyes away.<br><br>"How very Slytherin of you, Potter," he murmured, laying down with his back to the so tempting male. <em>*I am on to you now; might as well stop whatever game you are playing*</em> he thought. He smirked as he imagined how frustrated Potter was going to be when Draco didn't fall for anymore of his tricks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 09:19:08</strong>
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				Staring into the fire, Harry kept replaying the kiss between him and Malfoy in his mind.&nbsp; While not at all surprised that kissing a guy turned him on, the fierce intensity of the desire he felt for Draco from just a simple kiss made Harry harden a bit just thinking about it. Images of him and the blond in various sexual positions kept flashing at his mind's eye. Oddly, he wasn't repulsed by the idea of himself and Draco.&nbsp; In fact, the more he thought of him and Draco together, the more turned on he became.&nbsp; The time away these last three years had given Harry a much broader view of the world, and of right and wrong.&nbsp; This older Harry no longer held the same malice against Draco that the younger angrier one had.&nbsp; Them being together almost made a kind of cosmic sense, Harry rationalized.&nbsp; What a more fitting way to signal the end of the death eaters but for him and Draco to hook up.&nbsp; Besides, Harry couldn't help but think, Draco was so truly fuckable.&nbsp; The image of the blonde's eager mouth on his shaft was almost his undoing and Harry realized he had to quickly occupy his mind with other thoughts or risk being caught by the already angry young man.&nbsp; Turning toward the waves to practice some meditation and try and refocus his mind knowing that Draco would give birth to baby horses if he knew what was in Harry's mind, he finally realized his lack of clothing of any sort when a spark from the fire landed on his naked bum sending him screeching away from the fire.&nbsp; Jumping to splash some water on his backside, he glared at the offending fire, and rushed to rummage through the pile of bags he had gathered in the back of the tent.&nbsp; 'Ah, that's what I want.'&nbsp; Pulling out a white t-shirt , a pair of forest green cargo shorts and a black silk thong, Harry added a pair of dark green HD water shoes to the pile and quickly dressed. Pulling on a pair of dark green HD water shoes, Harry was set and returned to the fire.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Harry, checking the crab noticed that it was bright red and just charring around the pincher's.&nbsp; Rubbing his hands together at the thought of his feast, he pulled the crabs out of the fire with his long piece of driftwood, and rested the crabs on thick pieces of leaf he had picked.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"Draco, look man... Just come and eat."&nbsp; Harry yelled to the treeline.&nbsp; While the crabs had been cooking he had dragged the bags and boxes to the side of the tent and unpacked them.&nbsp; Stacking them neatly inside the rear wall of the tent in order of need.&nbsp; Shoving his wand into the back of his shorts, Harry grabbed a bottle of white wine, no sense letting it go to waste, and headed back out to the fire.&nbsp; "Don't be an ass Malfoy, and don't friggin well starve yourself."&nbsp; Shrugging at the blonds fits and tempers, Harry set about using his knife to eat his fill.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 14:26:42</strong>
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				Ignoring Harry was proving much more difficult then Draco has anticipated. His every sense seemed to be attuned to the other male, Grumbling to himself, Draco closed his eyes;determined not to think about Potter any longer. <br><br>Forcing his thoughts on something less nerve racking, he dozed off to be awakened by a screech of pain. In an instant, he was on his feet with wand; ready to kill whomever had hurt his Harry. He stopped at seeing Harry splashing water on his arse. It was a simple matter to see what had happened and he sat back down; shaken by the surge of protectiveness that had hit him.<br><br>Drawing his knees to his chest, Draco rested his head on them with a groan. His father must be rolling in his grave about now; knowing his son, the new head of the Malfoy family, was so weak as to let himself worry about an enemy.<br><br>Lucius' voice filled his head, scolding him, berating him; while he hated what his father had stood for and hated how cold and demanding he could be, Draco had loved him dearly. Knowing how disappointed his father would be at the recent turn of events hurt and Draco released a shuddering sigh. Even in death he was still disappointing the man by letting Potter get by with whatever it was he was planning.<br><br>The wind shifted and brought with it a delicious smell that had Draco's stomach rumbling; He wasn't used to going without meals and he had eaten only a light meal the night before and he hadn't been able to eat a bite at breakfast from being too wound up over the impending removal of the bands.<br><br>When Harry called him again, Draco got to his feet and headed for the fire, giving in momentarily to the siren's call of the other man's company and the food he offered. He told himself that if Potter was dullwitted enough to provide him the means to continue to resist being drawn into his game, he deserved to be used.<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 04:43:03</strong>
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				Seeing that Draco finally joined him to eat, Harry kept quiet and enjoyed his crab.&nbsp; Eating his fill, he cleaned the rest of the crab and stored it in the container he had cleaned from earlier.&nbsp; He could use it tomorrow to go fishing.&nbsp; Watching Draco eat, Harry was struck by how meticulous he was even when eating with his fingers, he didn't get a speck on him. "You truly are an idiot."&nbsp; Harry said quietly.&nbsp; Rising from his place at the fire, Harry stood and walked to the water's edge to rinse his hands clean.<br>&nbsp;<br>Then, thinking to gather some more driftwood, Harry walked the beach.&nbsp; As he gathered pieces his mind drifted to thoughts of his friends at home.&nbsp; Hermione and Ron were months away from their marriage.&nbsp; He could just picture Ron's reaction to him wanting Draco as a lover.&nbsp; "What, that bleeding ass?"&nbsp; Then realizing his double entendre, he would blush redder than his hair.&nbsp; Harry let out a loud guffaw at that thought.&nbsp; Hermione though, she would be different.&nbsp; She, well she would study Harry and tell him she knew it all along.&nbsp; And, she prolly had.&nbsp; Harry grinned to himself, 'Moine would pull him in for a tight hug and in her most exasperated voice, scold "How could you think I would be anything but happy for you."&nbsp; Frowning a bit then, 'At least I hope so."&nbsp; He thought.<br>&nbsp;<br>He had no doubts now though, Draco was the one he wanted.&nbsp; &nbsp;'At least once anyway,' he thought with wicked smirk on his face even shocking himself.&nbsp; Draco was all he could think of, the scent of him, fresh like limes--the sweet wine taste of his lips.&nbsp; Harry had never felt so alive as he had when he had Draco in his arms, like a piece of him that had been missing had suddenly fallen into place. <br>&nbsp;<br>"Right, that's it then.&nbsp; I'm gonna have him."&nbsp; Harry affirmed to himself.&nbsp; I've got to figure a way to have him come to me.&nbsp; Then smacking himself on the forehead, he reasoned.&nbsp; "Well shite!&nbsp; I've got the tent, bedding and food.&nbsp; He's got nothing!&nbsp; He's got to come to me."&nbsp; &nbsp;A flash of lightening broke Harry out of his reverie.&nbsp; &nbsp;Resolved to ignore Draco and not just hand him his food and shelter as he had been want to do, Harry hurried back with his bundle of driftwood and deposited it inside the right corner of his tent. The tent expand to fit the driftwood while maintaining the double bed Harry had ordered with it.&nbsp; The second floor of the tent held the complete working bathroom with sauna, double shower, sunken bath, and double sink all done in black Italian marble. Harry laughed so hard at the thought of Draco roughing it,&nbsp; he snorted. Harry quickly sealed off the second bedroom so that it couldn't be activated forcing Draco to sleep in the same bed as Harry.&nbsp; Raising his eyebrows, Harry flipped through the manual, "Shit, I only ordered a small kitchenette."&nbsp; Harry unsealed the kitchenette which only contained a small dinette for two, a camper sized refrigerator, a two burner stove and small oven, and a single wet/dry sink.&nbsp; All in all, Harry was happy with his accommodations.&nbsp; If he had to "rough it" this was the way to go.<br>&nbsp;<br>Hearing the rumbling of the thunder much closer, Harry checked all the seals on the tent, and poking his head out through the front opening shouted down to Draco, "Better take cover, storm's coming."&nbsp; Then he promply pulled himself inside and sealed the flap.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 04:17:36</strong>
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				The meal was simple in a way Draco had never experienced. There was only one course to the meal, none of the fine china or silver utensils like there were at home. He had to watch Harry for a moment to see how he dealt with the crabs shells without the crackers before he could eat himself. <br><br>Despite its simplicity, the meal was filling; Draco thought it quite messy and vulgar to eat with his fingers and the crab could have used some butter but he wasn't completely displeased with it.<br><br>He debated telling Harry thank you but that went against his grain being it was Harry he would be thanking so settled for not pointing out the flaws in the meal. <br><br>It dawned on Draco that he needed the other man to cook. He had no doubt that he could find food but what to do with it once he gathered it was the problem. He could make a fire but didn't think you could just put food in it and have it come out tasty.<br><br>Bothered by the fact he needed Harry in any way. Draco chewed his lower lip. It was a habit his mother had discouraged when he was growing up and still did when she saw him doing it but she wasn't there and he needed the comfort the action gave him.<br><br>Needing to prove he wasn't completely useless; he set about making himself a shelter. He had no idea what kind of horrible insects the night would bring and meant to put some kind of barrier between them and his tender flesh.<br><br>His magic worked against him as it wasn't at all cooperative but he managed to put together a frame for a hut. Draco eyed the incoming storm with more then a little apprehension. He had never liked storms but ever since his father had sought to eliminate what he saw as a weakness by locking him out during one; he had been done right terrified of them. He had only been ten at the time and had seen the stables struck by lightening. He still had the occasional nightmare about it.<br><br>As the storm came nearer, the wind began to pick up making it that much harder to fasten the shelter together. Not only was it blowing his hair into his eyes making it difficult to see but he had to fight to get the large leaves he was using a sticking charm to fasten them to the frame from being ripped out of his hands.<br><br>A squeak escaped when thunder seemed to boom over head a second before cold rain started falling. You would think that it would be warm but it wasn't. It hit him like wind blown shards of ice that soaked him to the skin and had his teeth chattering. <br><br>He imagined Harry was having a better time of it in his tent but Draco stubbornly refused to ask if he could share. Asking the other man for anything was something he didn't plan to do.<br><br>Blinking water from his eyes Draco thought to cast a warming spell on himself but it didn't work; if anything he got colder. He gave up trying to built the hut; the wind kept tearing the leaves from his frozen fingers and his magic was pretty much useless. Scratching on the flap with one hand he called out, "P...P...Potter, I am c...cold, let me in!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 11:46:13</strong>
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				Harry started to feel guilty about leaving Draco out in the cold when he was on his second cup of hot cocoa and he heard the wind really begin to howl.&nbsp; "Fuck," he said to himself as he flung off the Faux fur blanket her was nuzzling in, and stomped his way over to the tent flap.&nbsp; Just as he was about to unseal it to yell of the git that was Draco, he heard Draco call out in a small voice,"P...P...Potter, I am c...cold, let me in!" <br>&nbsp;<br>Harry started to feel guilty about leaving Draco out in the cold when he was on his second cup of hot cocoa and he heard the wind really begin to howl. "Fuck," he said to himself as he flung off the Faux fur blanket her was nuzzling in, and stomped his way over to the tent flap. Just as he was about to unseal it to yell of the git that was Draco, he heard Draco call out in a small voice,"P...P...Potter, I am c...cold, let me in!" <br>Really angry now, Harry yanked open the tent seal and pulled the soaked and freezing blond into the tent then hurriedly sealed it back up again. "What the fuck Malfoy! You don't have the sense to come in out of the rain?!" Harry shouted at the freezing wizard before him. His anger quickly cooled when he saw the young man's sorry state. Draco could barely speak as tremendous chills wracked his body and his skin was even more pale if that was possible. Thinking only to get Draco warm, and before he could remember that his wand didn't work properly any longer, Harry did a banishing spell to remove the water from the soaking wet Malfoy. Much to both men's chagrin, the spell worked in it's own way and a naked though still wet Draco stood there dripping. For a moment, all Harry could do was stare, stare at the perfection that was Draco--his lithe sculpted body was just they type Harry liked: toned and slender, but not thin and he definitely had all the right muscles. Swallowing a groan, Harry pulled his eyes away before he looked too far down, and it took all his resistance to do so. He grabbed the blanket he had dropped, and wrapped Draco, whose teeth were chattering so hard Harry was afraid they would break, in it. Then, Harry gently lifted the man who had so recently captured all of his attention, and carried him to the large bed, gently placing him in the center. Harry tucked all the blankets around Draco and leaned in to whisper. "Don't go getting ill now" as he brushed aside a stray lock of wet hair off of Draco's face. Harry's normally Emerald green eyes lightened to a medium emerald as he spoke. His eyes always changed color with his passions. A few moments earlier, when he had been looking at Draco's body, they had been a mossy green. Had Draco seen Harry earlier when Harry was walking on the beach and thinking of making love to Draco, he would have been shocked to see that Harry's eyes were a light peridot. "Be back on a nonce," Harry ejected himself off the bed to fetch Draco the last of the hot cocoa.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 15:35:44</strong>
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				Draco would have loved to yell back but didn't really have the energy; it was all going to shivering as his body tried in vain to warm itself. However when his clothes vanished, he did protest. "W...w...the b...b...bloody hell!" he stammered, a blush rising in his cheeks as he quickly moved to cover his bits.<br><br>He was on the verge of demanding the return of his clothing when he was wrapped in a blanket; a warm, dry blanket that was soft against his chilled skin and snapped his mouth shut. Being picked up wasn't something that happened often and an arm shot out of the blanket to wrap around the other male's neck; fearing to be dropped. <br><br>Stormy grey eyes stared at Harry as he sat Draco on the bed and brushed the hair from his face; warm chocolate scented breath wafting over his cheeks. He was quite taken back by the display of...tenderness? <br><br>Not at all sure what to call it, Draco couldn't deny it was nice and that he had rather enjoyed the fingers that had so briefly touched him. He moaned blissfully when handed the mug of hot cocoa, curling his fingers about it and relishing the heat seeping into his frozen hands.<br><br>Maybe just this once it wouldn't hurt to let Harry take care of him; what could it possibly hurt? Nothing that the blond could see plus it made him feel good and there was never anything wrong with feeling good. <br><br>Taking sip of the steaming beverage, Draco gave Harry a slight smile and said softly words he never thought he would utter. "Thanks, Potter." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 11:57:21</strong>
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				A Bemused Harry almost tripped over his own feet when Draco said thank you to him.&nbsp; 'Well, you have changed.' he muttered to himself.&nbsp; He thought about kidding Malfoy, but he kinda liked the ease of tension between the two that the blonde's words had brought.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>Harry padded to the kitchen to clean up the few dishes.&nbsp; A glance at his watch told him it was nearing 11:00 PM.&nbsp; He knew he should get some rest, but he wasn't tired.&nbsp; He just couldn't figure himself out anymore.&nbsp; One minute he was raging mad at Malfoy and the next he wanted to snog his face off.&nbsp; Yeah he got that he was attracted, he knew the signs, but really, him and Malfoy?&nbsp; Harry dimmed the kitchen and returned to the bed where Draco lay bundled and still shivering.<br>&nbsp;<br>Harry, although he felt sorry for Draco, knew to show it would just send the towhead screeching, rolled his eyes at the chattering form.&nbsp; He knew he would just have to do what needed to be done.&nbsp; Harry quickly stripped off his clothes.&nbsp; He didn't care who was there, he always slept naked.&nbsp; Sleeping in clothes choked him, and joined Draco on the bed.&nbsp; Reaching over to the bundled man, he once again picked him up and settled him in his arms, covered them both with an extra thick extra soft, green wool and ramie blanket.&nbsp; Harry pulled Draco onto his chest and tucking the blond man's head under his chin.&nbsp; Before Draco could sputter anything, he slipped one arm into the fold of the furry blanket in which Draco was wrapped, and began to rub concentric circles around Draco's chilled back.&nbsp; "If you aren't warm in half an your, I will stop.&nbsp; You need to get warm, and trust me, this is the best way."&nbsp; Thinking for a moment.&nbsp; Harry clarified, "Well, it's not the best way.&nbsp; If we both were sleeping naked together under both blankets...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 18:31:33</strong>
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				The cocoa helped take Draco from mind numbingly cold to just miserably cold. He huddled down in the blanket but couldn't seem to get warm no matter how much he rubbed his hands and arms. <br><br>His eyes widened when Harry returned and began to undress. He had no idea what the other man had been doing in the last few years but it had clearly had agreed with him. Letting his gaze drift over the trim and toned body before him; Draco gasped at seeing Harry's cock. The thing was massive; easily the biggest he had seen...not that he had truly seen many but none of his friends in school had been that size.<br><br>Feeling like there was no air to be had; he tore his eyes away and breathed deeply, barely noticing Harry climbing into the bed for trying to ignore him and his wonderful cock. He almost laughed at the thought of him thinking anything about Potter being wonderful but he couldn't delude himself on this. Potter's cock was wonderfully brilliant and there was no doubts about that.<br><br>He was jerked from a rather nice daydream of what that cock could do to him when Harry lifted up and resettled him, this time on his chest. The hand on his back felt blissfully good; so warm on his back. Being touched like this was as brilliant as the kiss and he relaxed; letting the hand rub as it wished.<br><br>It was the comment on them removing the cloth barriers between them had had him moving rapidly way. He soon was scrambling back into place as he learned quickly that he got colder the further away he was. Draco wasn't stupid; as much as he would like to continue to blame Harry for everything; he couldn't on this. <br><br>As far was he knew, there was no spell that could cause this and if there was it was unlikely Potter would know it. It all smacked of dark magic and everyone knew the goody goody Gryffindor would never resort to using it; at least not for some stupid game he might be playing.<br><br>Face just inches away from Harry's, Draco frowned. "You aren't the one doing this to me, are you, you great bloody ponce!" he asked.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 00:28:52</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br>"What the hell!?!, Draco!"&nbsp; Harry blasted, irked when an elbow landed in his side as the blond struggled to get away.&nbsp; He sat up for a moment, the blanket falling to pool around his hips.&nbsp; His almost fully erect penis totally detectable.&nbsp; Realizing this, he flipped up the blanket and brought up his knees.&nbsp; Then, sliding down on the bed, put both hands under his head and closed his eyes. <br>&nbsp;<br>Harry didn't even bother to open his eye's to answer Draco's inane question.&nbsp; &nbsp;Letting out a slow sigh, he asserted, "that's what I have been trying to tell your stubborn ass.&nbsp; I am just as trapped here as you."&nbsp; Harry was too busy trying to control his breathing to and stop his penis from getting any harder to pay much attention to Draco.&nbsp; What the bloody hell had he been thinking rubbing Draco's back like that?&nbsp; The combination of hard muscle and smooth sleek skin had Harry's prick wanting to stand at attention almost from the first moment he had touched Draco.&nbsp; 'What the hell would Draco think if he saw that I had a stiff one just from rubbing his back for a few seconds.'&nbsp; Harry was unaware that a small groan escaped him.&nbsp; He hadn't been this messed up over a guy, well... ever.<br>&nbsp;<br>Deciding to bite the bullet, Harry turned heavy lidded eyes to the Blond.&nbsp; "There's something else going on here Draco.&nbsp; I don't know what the bloody hell it is, but you are driving me to madness."&nbsp; Waving his hand in the air in a dismissive gesture, he continued, "I don't mean anger, I mean want.&nbsp; I fucking want you.&nbsp; All the time, all I can think about is fucking you in every way I can."&nbsp; Harry's voice deepened and got lower and more emphatic with each word.&nbsp; This is what you do to me. he growled.&nbsp; Jumping from the bed, he stood, naked his penis fully erect and twitching.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 01:20:54</strong>
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				Draco yelped as Harry's head collided with his nose as the other boy abruptly exited the bed. "What the fuck, Potter?" he gasped, clutching his nose as he peered at Harry with watering eyes.<br><br>"Its not bad enough that I start freezing again every time you stop touching me but you have a broken nose to the mix?" he complained. He was shaking with cold again and pulled the blanket back up around his shoulders. Looking at his fingers and seeing no blood, he blinked in surprise. He really thought it would be pouring from how badly it hurt.<br><br>A pouting frown appeared on his face and he flipped over, giving Harry his back and pulling the other blanket over him.<br><br>"I feel it too, you wanker but did I bash you in the nose when you got close? No I did not!" he said sullenly. Feeling his nose to check if it was swelling, Draco Draco curled into a ball, trying to get warm. Freezing or not it would be a cold day in hell before he got close enough to be bashed in the nose again. <br><br>"Idiot Gryffindor," he said sullenly, wondering what deity he had angered to punish him by stranding him with Harry Bloody Potter!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 01:59:34</strong>
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				Stomping across to the other side of the bed Harry hefted the shivering Slitherin into his arms once more, grumbling, "This seems to becoming a habit."&nbsp; He turned to his left and behind a small cubby a short flight of steps appeared.&nbsp; Taking the steps two at a time, Harry was soon on the second level of the tent which appeared much smaller from the outside.&nbsp; Mumbling to himself, Harry stalked down a short hallway then turning right, entered a large room with a massive hot tub off to the right.&nbsp; Harry flicked a switch and the bubbles activated.&nbsp; Unsure if Draco had ever had the pleasure of using such a delightful muggle invention, he decided to grunt, "fun, bubbles, hot, warm you."&nbsp; before unwrapping the chatter and depositing him into the heat of the pool.&nbsp; Pointing to his stiff prick, he continued in his Tarzan like voice, "cold shower."&nbsp; He stalked a few feet away where he stepped into the glass enclosed twin headed shower module.&nbsp; Harry turned both heads toward himself and grabbing the nobs twisted them fully to the left allowing the full blast of frigid water to zap him.&nbsp; A yewl from the depths of his toes broke from his throat as the water hit his hot flesh, but he stood there, hoping the cold water could take away the heat that Draco brought out in him.&nbsp; After a few minutes, he gave up.&nbsp; Totally frustrated, he did the only thing he could.&nbsp; Turning off the frigid water, the now shivering Potter stalked over to the hot tub and crawled in.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 02:29:04</strong>
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				Being picked up wasn't as much of a surprise this time but Draco still snaked an arm about Harry's neck. A hundred years and a thousand griffins couldn't have pulled it from him but he rather liked it. <br><br>Potter was strong in so many ways and made Draco feel safe and protected. It was just so girly a feeling but he still liked it. Once in the bathroom, he stared at the other man in concern; the way he was talking worried the blond. He sounded like he had gone round the bend which was slightly scary so he stood still; letting Harry do with him what he would. His mother had always said not to anger people who were mental and Harry seemed to be just that.<br><br>The hot water hurt at first but Draco barely paid it any attention; he didn't need Harry to point at his erection to draw his attention to it; it was staring him in the face and he couldn't take his eyes from it.<br><br>Draco resumed pouting when Harry didn't join him; like it or not he wanted the green eyed man. It might not be what he wished but he was fast discovering fighting what he was feeling was futile at best. Slumping down he sighed and began paying attention to how good the hot water felt s it warmed him.<br><br>By the time Harry returned, shivering, Draco was in a much better state of mind. He had accepted that he desired the man and was warm. "You're mental, you know that, Potter? Completely and utterly mental." he laughed, splashing water at the shivering Harry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 04:44:11</strong>
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				"Hey!" yelled Harry!&nbsp; "I resemble that remark! he gruffawed as he sent a wave of water toward Draco while shouting in falsetto, "Look out Dra, your hair's gonna get wet!"&nbsp; Harry, feeling lighter spirited than he had felt in years, wadded as fast as he could toward the right side of the hot tub just just as the jets reactivated, startled for a moment, Harry slipped and caught himself within in inches of landing upon a laughing Draco--one hand braced on each side of the blonds face.&nbsp; &nbsp;The two men were face to face again, only Harry wasn't laughing.&nbsp; His peridot eyes were saying "I want to fuck you" as they stared into stormy grey ones.&nbsp; For Harry the time for games was over.&nbsp; He looked deep into those story gray eyes for the first time, looking for an answer.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"Say yes,"&nbsp; Harry commanded, as his eyes softened with the need of the man&nbsp; before him.&nbsp; <br>"Oh hang it," Harry growled deep in his throat, and sliding his left hand behind Draco's neck pulled the blond tight against his chest.&nbsp; He was tired of playing and stopping--playing and stopping.&nbsp; Harry slipped his tongue into Draco's mouth and lapped at the other man's tongue, rolling his tongue around his and licking at it.&nbsp; He tasted of Cinnamon and hot chocolate and seduction.&nbsp; Harry could feel himself get harder if that was possible.&nbsp; Harry ran his right and up and grabbing Draco by the hair pulled the blonde's head over so that he could have access to his neck.&nbsp; He ran his hot tongue down Draco's water slick neck and bit his way back to the top.&nbsp; While his right hand was busy playing in Draco's hair, his left was stroking Draco's tight hot ass.&nbsp; Harry slid a finger down the slash between Draco's ass cheeks and a hot shiver ran down his spine.&nbsp; Reaching up to grab a handful of Draco's ass again, Harry leaned in this time and ground his prick against Draco's.&nbsp; A shuddering moan broke from him and lying his forehead on Draco's shoulder, Harry croaked, "This is your only chance to escape, if you don't go now,&nbsp; you don't go."&nbsp; The muscles in Harry's body were jumping with the will it was taking for him to stop kissing the man on whose shoulder he rested.&nbsp; Harry lifted his eyes to look at Draco--&nbsp; Eyes that were clear and bright and filled with not lust but love<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 06:53:14</strong>
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				A playful Harry was fascinating and Draco couldn't take his eyes from him. He had a moments start when the other man slipped but before he could go to him Harry was leaning over him, face just a inches way.<br><br>Draco knew the moment the mood changed; he could see it in the way Harry's eyes darkened and his breath caught. He wasn't sure what he was being asked to say yes to but it really didn't matter. He opened his mouth to respond and Harry was there, stealing away the words with a kiss that that a would have buckled his knees had he been standing.<br><br>The hand on his ass made him moan as his own desire flared to life. He wasted no time in bringing his hands up to explore the other man, roaming over his chest before sliding down to grasp the cock that had drawn his attention so avidly before and stroking it slowly. <br><br>Heart pounding and eyes heavy lidded he broke the kiss enough to whisper against Harry's mouth. "I have never done this before, Potter, with anyone." he confessed, scared but more excited then he had ever been.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 11:22:45</strong>
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				Harry thought he would expload into a thousand little Potter pieces when Draco grasped him in his hand.&nbsp; Then when he began to slowly stroke him, a whole nother world opened up for Harry.&nbsp; Sure other guys had touched him, but it was like Draco knew just how much pressure and where.&nbsp; Harry's head rolled back on his neck and a great moan broke from him.&nbsp; Feeling Draco shift, he brought his head down and began kissing the smaller man who fit him perfectly.&nbsp; He was almost lost in the kiss when Draco whispered, "I have never done this before, Potter, with anyone."<br>&nbsp;<br>'Fuck me blind,' Harry groaned to himself.&nbsp; Slipping his hand between the two of them he lay his hand on Draco's stopping the motion that was sending such bliss.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"By never doing this before baby, what exactally do you mean?"&nbsp; Harry panted.&nbsp; He didn't even know if Draco was gay, and the way he was feeling, a one night romp was not gonna cut it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 16:05:55</strong>
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				Draco had known he was gay for a long time, since he was fourteen and happened upon Blaise Zabini wanking in the shower. He had experiment&nbsp; a little as in kissing, mutual hand jobs, even a blowjob or three. There had been quite a few books on gay sex he had read so he knew the mechanics of it but when it came down to truly having sex; Draco hadn't even frotted; the act of rubbing against another like that was just too close to the act.<br><br>He wasn't ashamed of being gay; it happened quite often in the wizarding world and there were even potions that allowed same gender couples to conceive so no, shame had nothing to do with it.<br><br>It had been pure unadulterated fear of his father that held him back. Having a gay son would not have fit in with the image of the perfect pureblood family his father worked so hard to build. Draco was to conduct himself in a manner befitting that image. He was to be the prize for other rich and powerful pureblood fathers to seek to win for their daughters. Learning said prize would prefer their sons over their daughters would have lowered his market value considerably. <br><br>It wasn't only that; something else had held him back. It was something he didn't understand. He could be in the middle of a perfectly good wank and even thinking about letting a bloke top him had a voice crying out "He is not the one!" and he would go completely limp and it would be hours if not days before he could get erect again,<br><br>Looking into Harry's green eyes, Draco realized it wasn't the this time. something was different as he was imagining exactly where the other man's glorious could be going and had to press his thighs together tightly to stop himself from exploding right then.<br><br>Harry's question but him on the spot. Malfoys did the same things as everyone else but they didn't <em>tallk </em> about them. It was crude and beneath them. "I have kissed and...and...stuff but I have never...you know..." a mortified Draco said, waving his hands about as if that would clarify things. A pink tinge crept up his cheeks and he slipped fresh of Harry's embrace to climb from the tub.<br><br>He imagined that Harry had made quite a few conquests and would find his still being a bloody virgin highly amusing.&nbsp; Draco's body was stiff with humiliation as he found a towel with which to cover him himself. When the teasing he was sure to come happened, it didn't want it known he was still painfully aroused
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 01:00:23</strong>
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				'He's gay and had never had actual sex ?just like me??'&nbsp; Harry pondered the odds of that as he slipped from the hottub. Harry fought off the feelings that Draco could be playing with him, doing a supreme Malfoy "mental fuck." 'If he was, Harry shrugged to himself, so be it. I will deal with that later.'<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;Making no noise he so as not to spook Draco, Harry came up behind him and wrapping his both powerful arms around the other man pulled him close.&nbsp; Leaning over he whispered, "I'm gay Draco, but a virgin too.&nbsp; I've never been able to go the whole way... something always stopped me."&nbsp; Gently turning Dray in his arms so that he could see the honesty of his words reflected in his eyes, he continued "but with you, with you... all I can think about is how much I want to... need to.... be with you.&nbsp; Not just anyone Draco, You." The heat from Harry's eyes was echoed in the heat coming from his body, but there were many other emotions in there as well.<br>&nbsp;<br>Reaching out Harry grasped the hand that had been pleasing him so well in the hot tub and brought it up to his lips for a kiss, then he placed that hand back where he thought it rightfully belonged on his throbbing shaft, while at the same time, he reached foreward and for the first time touched that piece of Draco that had had him wondering for awhile.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 22:16:12</strong>
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				Draco stiffened further when Harry wrapped his arms around his waist pulling him close. He didn't want to desire the other man but he did, very much. The idea that this was all some grand game being played by Potter lingered in the back of his mind; even the whispered confession didn't change that. The lack of teasing did relax him though and he didn't fight being turned around.<br><br>What Harry said next, the honesty shining in those green eyes gave Draco reason to doubt; Potter didn't lie well. at least Draco had had been able to see through quite a few. Was it possible that there was no game being played? it didn't seem like it could with their history but the story being told in the other man's face said differently.<br><br>Closing the small distance between them, Draco wrapped an arm around Harry's waist, threading the fingers of the other through soft dark hair and pulled him down. "If you are fucking with me; I will hurt you," he promised and than pressed his mouth to Harry's in a kiss that was hot and hungry. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 04:08:37</strong>
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				That Draco had kissed him sent Harry reeling.&nbsp; The heat he had experienced at their kisses before was like nothing to what he was feeling now.&nbsp; His heart felt as though it would expload and every cliche he had ever know was coming true.&nbsp; Shaking with a need that he didn't quite understand but felt compelled to lead him, Harry lifted Draco one again, but this time, this time it was to carry the other man to his bed with the sole purpose of making love to him.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Not breaking the kiss between them, Harry negotiated the way down the steps and to the bed as though some unseen force were driving him.&nbsp; Not understanding, but not caring enough to understand, the grateful man gently placed Draco in the center of the bed and without losing contact, joined him, lying slightly to the side and atop him. <br>&nbsp;<br>Harry's need for Draco was causing him to shake and his muscles strained with the effort it was taking him to hold back, but he wanted everything to be gentle and wonderful for their first time.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>He stroked Draco's tongue with his own, softly sweeping the inside of his mouth, tasting the spicy essence of him.&nbsp; The more excited the two became, the more he could smell the desire between them, and soon, he could smell sex on Draco's breath and it forced Harry a bit over the edge.&nbsp; He sucked Draco's lower lip into his mouth and began lightly sucking on it then nibbling it before going back to stroke his tongue.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"Oh, baby you are so hot."&nbsp; Harry mumbled between kisses.&nbsp; "I love how you feel against me."&nbsp; He intoned. <br>&nbsp;<br>Harry dragged his hot mouth down Draco's chin to his collarbone and ran his tongue across it, drilling his tongue in the cleave and placing sharp little nips across the sensitive tip then kissed the marks away.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Not able to wait anymore,&nbsp; Harry let out a deep long moan, and sliding down Draco's hard, lithe body, clasped the blond's penis in one hand and slid his lips over the tip.&nbsp; He flicked his tongue lightly at the slit at the opening of Draco's shaft.&nbsp; Pulling the cock further into his mouth to slicken it, he pulled out again and ran his tongue around the underside of the base.&nbsp; <br>"You taste so good Draco, honeyduke's should sell you as chocolate."&nbsp; Harry attested as he licked at the man candy in his hand.&nbsp; Wanting more, he slid his mouth over Draco's thick shaft once again, and opening his throat, slide the&nbsp; cock down, down until his nose was almost touching Draco's belly.&nbsp; Harry worked his throat muscles like a belly dancer would her stomach, then slowly brought his mouth up again.&nbsp; He kept slowly repeating this process taking absolute joy in his heady task.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 18:45:42</strong>
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				Draco stopped fighting what he was feeling and just let himself feel. This time when he was picked up, he threaded both hands into Harry's thick&nbsp; hair and tried his best to devour him. "Smell so good, want you so much," he murmured, catching the other man's lower lip between even white teeth and tugging gently before pressing his tongue inside.<br><br>He left no surface untasted, flicking his tongue over the roof of Harry's mouth before drawing Harry's into his mouth to suckle. He loved the way the green eyed man tasted; so sweet and uniquely Harry. He knew almost instantly it was a flavor he could become addicted too.<br><br>The mingled scent of their arousals was heady; Draco gave a whine of need. No where soon enough for his liking he felt his back hit the bed and he sighed opening eyes the color of a storm to peer at the other man; face flushed and panted breaths wafting warmly over Harry’s kiss mouth.<br><br>“What are you doing to me?” he whispered, spreading kisses along Harry’s throat, licking the tiny pulse behind his ear. “Feel like I am on fire!” he stated with a low moan. He had to agree with how good it felt to be pressed against the other man. Warm skin sliding over warm skin, hands roaming over sleek muscles as they learned each other’s textures; Draco thought it had by passed good and had moved right on to bloody brilliant.<br><br>&nbsp;Like with so many other things that he thought would make him seem girly or worse; weak, Draco kept to himself the fact he liked Harry calling him “Baby”. It made him feel wanted and special in a way not even his mother calling him Dragon had.<br><br>Harry’s wicked mouth was playing havoc with the blonde’s senses. The way it moved over his flesh nipping, kissing and licking wrung soft cried of pleasure from Draco’s parted lips.<br><br>“Don’t stop!” he protested loudly when Harry seemed to be moving away; going up on his elbows to frown at him. He had opened his mouth to demand his return when he was grasped in a strong hand that wrapped around his weeping cock and heaven in the form of the other man’s hot, wet mouth descended down on him.<br><br>“Bloody Hell!” he gasped, head falling back as he fought to keep from thrusting upwards; one hand lifting to grip Harry’s hair and hold him in place. He had blowjobs before but never one that felt so good it made him lose the ability to form coherent words. <br><br>“Gah Nah!” he cried out; trying to tell Harry that Honeydukes had nothing on his mouth but he didn’t seem to be able. He was sure he was going to die it was so good. Death by blowjob; nothing could be better!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 19:20:21</strong>
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				"Oh babe, I'm not gonna stop," Harry panted between flicks at Draco's shaft, "Not until I make you cum for me."&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>With those words, Harry set out to achieve his goal.&nbsp; With his left hand he cupped Draco's balls working them, with his right, he formed a circle with his fingers and thumb and using Draco's precum and his own spit he lubed Draco's shaft and began working his hand slowly but firmly up and down his prick.&nbsp; "You are so hot baby.&nbsp; Touching you is driving me crazy." Harry moaned.&nbsp; Slipping Draco into his mouth again, Harry rolled his tongue over Draco's prick.&nbsp; Licking up one side then down the other, he flicked around the cap, then pulled the head into his mouth.&nbsp; He relaxed his throat and took Draco in until his nose touched Draco's stomach.&nbsp; Slowly, he moved his head up and down, fucking Draco with his mouth stopping once in awhile to undulate the muscles in his throat applying pressure on Draco's shaft.<br>&nbsp;<br>Harry kept playing with&nbsp; Draco's balls stroking and tickling them, when he felt Draco's orgasm approach, he pulled his head up and pumped up and down faster, using his hand to keep the pressure on where he had stopped using his mouth.<br>&nbsp;<br>If someone had screamed "fire" Harry would burn because nothing was gonna stop him from finishing what he was doing right now to the man on his bed.&nbsp; <br>The taste, touch, smell of Draco were all magic to Harry, they all called out to him.<br>&nbsp;<br>Lifting his head Harry demanded, "Cum for me, Draco."&nbsp; Then put his lips back on the shaft he had been adoring with his mouth to see that Draco did as he commanded.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 19:47:36</strong>
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				Draco writhed on the bed, his hands alternating between clenching tightly in the blankets, to fisting in Harry's hair, to stroking over whatever parts of the other man he could reach and then back down to grip the blankets. <br><br>He was struggling to hold back; wanting Harry to be deep inside him when he came but he also wanted Harry to be the one to come first. Malfoys were supposed to have incredible stamina according to his father. It was just one of the many ways they were superior to others. No Potter had ever been able to best a Malfoy in the bedroom arts and Draco was determined that Harry not be the first to do so.<br><br>However he hadn't planned on a husky voiced Harry telling him to cum. Why that mattered he didn't know but when that hoarse, passionate voice reqached his ears, he arched upward with a shout, his cum shooting over Harry's fingers and on to his own chest and belly.<br><br>"Wanker!" he gasped, panting hard and feeling as if nearly every bone in his body had been removed. Peering at Harry through his sweat dampened fringe he glared. "I wanted you in me when that happened and you were supposed go first!" he said petulantly. <br><br>It had been brilliant but Draco had no intention of telling Harry that when the bloody git couldn't follow the rules.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 20:03:09</strong>
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				Harry gave Draco a wicked grin when Draco burst out with "I wanted you in me,..." choosing to ignore the rest.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"I want me in you too."&nbsp; Harry practically slurred as he licked his way up Draco's belly and chest making sure to get delicious mouthfuls of Draco's cum as he did so.&nbsp; Finally reaching the blond wizard's mouth, he pulled him in for a deep kiss.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Harry pulled back for a moment and tucked a loose strand of hair behind Draco's ear began in a gentle voice, "Draco baby, it would kill me if I hurt you, and I needed to get some of the heat down between us before I attempted to make love to you."&nbsp; Harry traced the contours of Draco's chest as he spoke.<br>&nbsp;<br>Then pulling a cocky grin, he teased, "If you want to take some of the stress off, you are welcome to do the same to me."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 20:41:57</strong>
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				Draco's eyes widened in alarm as Harry licked his way up and took him to his arms, cuddling him. He was quickly learning that he had no defenses against this Potter; the one who teased him, smiled at him and treated him like he was adored. How did one continue to hate and fight the person giving you exactly what you needed? <br><br>You couldn't or at least Draco couldn't. The way Potter was looking at him turned his insides to goo and he couldn't help the smile that appeared to tug at the corners of his mouth.<br><br>A wicked gleam entered Draco eye when Harry more or less suggested he returned the favor. Moving to straddle the other man's lap, Draco pushed lightly on his chest. "Lay back and let me show you how a Malfoy does it," he smirked, following Harry down.<br><br>"There is an art to making love," he said softly, remaining on his hands and knees so he wasn't touching the other man in any way. "First you start with your lover's worshiping it." he placed slow soft kisses over Harry's face, touching him with nothing but his lips.<br><br>"The onto the mouth. Teasing it until it does as you wish an opens to you," he whispered, nipping gently at Harry's mouth and than laving away any pain with flicks of his tongue.<br><br>"If that fails, you ask for entrance," Draco continued, tracing the tip of his tongue along the line where upper and lower met. When they parted, he slipped inside, moaning again at the sweet taste he found.<br><br>"Once you have explored that fully, next comes the ears and throat," he droned seductively, kissing along the strong jawline to Harry's ear. "The ear is a delicate organ that is sadly overlooked," he said, letting his words warm the shell before nipping the lobe. Drawing it into his mouth, he sucked away the pain, slowly becoming aroused again. He couldn't believe how erotic it was teasing the other man like this.<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 19:46:35</strong>
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				Harry gave off a deep laugh when Draco smirked "...let me show you how a Malfoy does it."&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>He lay back as commanded, but he was in no way prepaired for the erotic assault the Slytherin bombarded his senses with.&nbsp; Harry shivered when Draco whispered about the art of making love, relishing the low sexy tone in Draco's voice.&nbsp; He couldn't believe Draco was speaking as a lover and to him.&nbsp; 'Please, don't let it stop, ever.' he thought to himself.<br>&nbsp;<br>Draco's assult on Harry's mouth was driving him wild, the little nibbles followed by flicks of his tongue infused him with a burning heat that spread throughtout his body clear to his toes.&nbsp; He lay there, with his hands under his head, trying to control his breathing so that he wouldn't attack the blond too soon. <br>&nbsp;<br>When Draco moved to his ear, first breathing and speaking seductively to him, Harry thought his control would snap, then when Dra began sucking on his ear lobe, Harry did.<br>&nbsp;<br>With a ferrel growl Harry lifted his head and captured Draco in a searing kiss.&nbsp; Not caring to be delicate, he pulled Draco's bottom lip into his mouth and sucked hard biting, then licking at his lip.&nbsp; In an almost frenzy he flicked the roof of Draco's mouth with his tongue and stroked the other man's cheeks.<br>&nbsp;<br>Harry moved both hands to&nbsp; pull Draco tight to him, then he cupped Draco's ass, and began kneeding the firm globes.&nbsp; His breath started to come in slow gasps, "You drive me wild."&nbsp; Harry groaned.&nbsp; Rubbing his hard shaft against Draco's, he moved his head down and started sucking on the other man's collarbone.<br>&nbsp;<br>Harry ran his fingers along the shallow of Draco's bottom.&nbsp; Then with a groan he flipped Draco so that the blond was now under him and Harry was astride.&nbsp; Reaching with his right hand, he grabbed the bottle of lube he had put on the stand next to the bed earlier.&nbsp; Applying a generous amount to his fingers, Harry leaned down and looked at Draco and dark green met grey with a promise of love and faithfulness, and in a voice thick with passion and tinged with love, Harry whispered, "I love you Dra, I always have."&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Claiming Draco's mouth in a searing kiss, Harry slowly inserted one finger into Draco's tight hole--gently working the virgin space and focused totally on his lover and any signs that he might be causing him pain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 14:18:55</strong>
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				Draco was really starting to get into what he was doing, planning on working his way down slowly, teasing Harry the entire way. The soft sounds the other man made were encouraging; Draco had never really cared whether his partner such s they were had enjoyed themselves as long as he got his but this was different. He wanted to pleasure Harry; wanted to hear him cry out in pleasure and know that Draco Malfoy was the one giving it to him. <br><br>The hands playing over his arse fueled his desire and Draco didn't realize half the sounds he was hearing were being made by him so focused as he was on teasing Harry. He moaned when his lip was captured and bitten; the small flare of pain only made the please from the rough kiss more intense.&nbsp; <br><br>When Harry ground their cocks together; for a second Draco forgot to breath, positive it was being sucked from him by the wicked, wicked mouth moving over his skin.<br><br>He was far from being done, there was still a lot of Potter left to teased when the world whirled and he found himself on his back looking up into beautiful, passion filled green eyes.<br><br>Rather miffed at being interrupted in showing Harry that he was better at giving blowjobs; he frowned up at him, opening his mouth to tell him off but what he was going to say was forgotten when words were uttered that he never thought he would hear.<br><br>His indignant expression was replaced by one of wonder; the words spoken echoing through his mind as an emotion he could or rather would not put a name too welled up inside. Draco Malfoy would never feel such an emotion for the blasted boy who lived; it went against everything he had been taught to feel about the other man.<br><br>Still, there was the part of him that sang with joy at hearing he was love by his one time nemesis and opened to him. "You talk to much, Potter," he said softly, rising up to met the kiss as he spread his knees a little more to accommodate the hand preparing him. It burned a bit but once he forced himself to relax, the slight pain faded.<br><br>Having a finger inside him felt strange but not unpleasant; it actually felt sort of good when it started moving. "More," he whispered after a moment, hands sliding over Harry in a search for the spots that earned him a gasp or a moan. "Please," he added, thrusting his hips to take the finger completely inside.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 18:18:14</strong>
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				"yeah."&nbsp; Harry agreed when Draco told him he talked to much. <br>&nbsp;<br>Keeping his eyes on Draco's face, Harry wanted to make sure to stop if the pain got to be too much.&nbsp; When Draco called out for more, Harry added more lube to both his fingers and Draco's star and slowly worked in another finger.<br>&nbsp;<br>As he did so, he began kissing the blond and running his tongue lightly over the others.&nbsp; Once he had both fingers in, he turned his hand so that the pads of his fingers were touching the top of Draco's sphincter.&nbsp; Gently wiggling his fingers, he began to make scissoring motions to stretch him more, while stroking at the top wall trying to stroke his prostate.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Tell me if I'm hurting you baby."&nbsp; Harry demanded.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>28-10-2009, 03:43:25</strong>
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				Draco chuckled softly when Harry agreed with him; he had only been teasing as the other man hadn't really said much at all. The additional finger hurt a bit more and Draco couldn't help the slight grimace that lightly twisted his face for a brief second.<br><br>He knew that with both them being inexperienced that he was likely to feel pain but so far it wasn't bad; he had experienced more when getting hit by a bludger playing Quidditch. Knowing that Harry would likely stop if he thought he was hurting him, Draco hastily whispered, "I am okay, don't stop!" just as his mouth was again taken in an heated kiss.<br><br>Harry's fingers hit something that made his hips buck and his hands to clutch at the other man's shoulders; his keen of pleasure muffled by the kiss. He knew what it was as he had read about it but nothing had prepared him for just how good it would feel. "Oh fuck, Potter, do that again, please do that again!" he panted, hips now thrusting against Harry's fingers in an effort to feel again the sensation that had him all but seeing stars.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>28-10-2009, 07:05:54</strong>
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				Grinning at Draco's enthusam, Harry began stroking the other man in earnest, making wider circles with his fingers as he did so.&nbsp; The look of rapture of Draco's face and the moans he was making as Harry pleasured him was killing Harry's ability to control himself.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"I can't wait anylonger Dra.&nbsp; I need to be in you."&nbsp; Kneeling in front of his lover.&nbsp; Harry applied a handful of lube to his penis and slipping his fingers almost the whole way out of Draco's pucker, applied more to those as well before gently inserting them again.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>When he was satisfied that Draco was wet enough, Harry grabbed the head of his dick and lifting Draco's bottom with one hand, slowly began to insert the tip of his penis into Draco's virgin ass.&nbsp; Harry pushed slowly but firmly until the head pushed past Draco's sphinchter, then stopped for Draco to get used to the feeling.&nbsp; Reaching between them,&nbsp; Harry slowly began stroking Draco's long shaft as he told his lover, his voice thick, "You feel amazing."&nbsp; Harry wiped a strand of hair from Draco's face, and stroked the man's flushed cheek.&nbsp; After waiting a moment, he could feel Draco begin to relax, slowly he pushed forward again, easing himself into Draco's tight heat.<br>&nbsp;<br>A long grunt broke from Harry and beads formed along his brow as he worked at pleasing the man under him.&nbsp; His penis over half way in, Harry eased the rest of the way.&nbsp; Stopping again, he held himself still as he stroked Draco leaned in to nibble gently at his lips.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>01-11-2009, 09:46:29</strong>
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				The fingers moving inside him felt amazing and Draco became very vocal about voicing his pleasure; in a discrete, eloquent way of course. A Malfoy would never yell "Oh fuck yes, there, right there!" at the top of his lungs. Draco told himself it wasn't himself he heard shouting that; it was Potter.<br><br>When Harry spoke of his need to be inside him, Draco lifted his head to frown at him, his eyes hooded with desire. "Well get on with it!" he said impatiently, not realizing what he was asking for. "I swear, Potter, I have seen old ladies move faster than you!" he panted, unable to stop his hips from thrusting against the fingers filling him.<br><br>A moment later he was glad that Harry was taking his time. The other man's cock was larger than his fingers and it bloody hurt when he began pressing inside. He tried not letting show but he was willing to admit...to himself...that when it came to pain, he was a bona fide wuss. <br><br>He was on the verge of telling Harry to stop; that he was doing it all wrong when a hand wrapped around his own cock. The pain suddenly didn't seem so bad and by the time Harry was fully seated, Draco was once more a very willing participant; mouth working at devouring the other man's as he whispered a demand for him to move. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>02-11-2009, 05:39:57</strong>
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				Grinning at Draco's demand, but concerned for his lover, Harry did start to move ever so slowly.&nbsp; He drug himself out added more lube, and eased himself back in making sure to hit Draco's hot spot.&nbsp; "Mmm, you are tight. baby."&nbsp; Harry bit his lip to keep from crying out too loud as Draco's muscles flexed against him.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>With slow and even strokes he worked his way in and out of Draco's tightness. The friction was unbelievable.&nbsp; Harry's grunts filled the air.&nbsp; <br><em>Aww, Yeah. </em><br>&nbsp;<br>He increased the pressure on Dra's shaft, making the stokes shorter and firmer and faster.&nbsp; Then he would roll his hand up across the head running the pad of this thumb across it's sensitive opening.<br>&nbsp;<br>A grin spread across Harry's face as the pressure of loving Draco grew within him; he felt his balls tighten,&nbsp; and a look of utter joy spread across his face before he stiffened, letting streams of hot cum fill the smaller man. <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>03-11-2009, 22:41:12</strong>
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				Draco didn't know if he should touched or insulted by the care Harry was taking with him. On one hand he was pleased that Harry wasn't just jabbing his cock up his arse willy nilly as he was sure that would hurt...a lot. On the other hand he didn't want want Potter thinking he was some girl that would cry if handled a bit roughly.<br><br>Still the other man seemed to know what he was doing and Draco decided that maybe he could give up control, just a little and only as a reward for clearly seeing that his body was worth worshiping. And there was that "Baby" thing again; he was rather pleased with that.<br><br>Letting Harry guide him, Draco gave himself over to the pleasure washing through his body. Meeting thrust with his own as his hands stroked over the strong form above his; kissing and licking Harry's neck as he murmured softly. <br><br>"Feels so good, so bloody good. Don't stop, I am so close!"&nbsp; He could feel his balls tightening, his muscles tensing until everything seemed to release at once, his back arching as he cried out; shooting streams of cum over Harry's fingers. <br><br>Panting hard and hard pounding, he lay resting. "That was a bit of alriaght, Potter," he said softly, nuzzling behind the other man's ear; feeling sated and happy.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>04-11-2009, 05:07:57</strong>
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				Harry slid up beside Draco and held the man in a light embrace.&nbsp; Rubbing his hands up and down the arms of his new lover, a warm glow spread across his body and he snuggled into the smaller man, marvelling at the way their body fit together. "<strong>Perfect</strong>." he murmured.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br><strong>"You would say it was just alright Mr. Master of the undersated</strong>."&nbsp; Harry's eyes were light with his teasing, but the warmth of his affections shone through.<br>&nbsp;<br>Flipping the coverings over both of them, Harry rubbed his now chill feet against the bed sheets to warm them, then feeling Draco's own cold toes, brought them into his hot shins to warm them.<br>&nbsp;<br>He gently brushed the hair from Draco's face, <strong>"I'm flat knacked, you've done me in! Harry joked.</strong>&nbsp; <strong>Let's get some sleep, yeah?"</strong>&nbsp; He asked kissing the tip of Draco's nose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>04-11-2009, 14:24:41</strong>
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				Draco wasn't at all sure what to make of Harry's friendly teasing. He has seen him tease the Weasle and Mudblood this way but never had it been directed at him. It was really nice and he smiled at the other man before he thought better of it.<br><br>He was reminded again of just how different Gryffindors were from Slytherin when instead of warming his feet against Draco, he rubbed them on the sheets with friction and the drew Draco's up to warm them on his own skin. It shocked him but at the same time it sent another crack through the wall that kept Harry away. <br><br>Why was Potter being so nice to him? Draco couldn't fathom it. They were enemies...weren't they? Thinking back over recent events he saw that not once had the other man shown any true hostility to him; not even when he had been attacked. <br><br>It couldn't be that he had Potter figured out all wrong; Malfoys were never wrong. He still must be playing some game but even that didn't make sense. Why continue to be nice when you won?<br><br>Confused, Draco snuggled close, determined to enjoy the cease fire while it lasted. He rather liked this Potter, the one who looked at him without hate and cared for him like he meant something special. He didn't expect it to last but in the mean time it was nice, very nice.<br><br>He smirked at hearing Harry was knackered and that Draco was the cause and preened inwardly. "You talk too much, Potter," he said quietly, his tone lacking its normal venom; the kiss to his nose startling as no one had ever dared to do it past his mother but it pleased him as could be seen in his eyes.<br><br>Wrapping an arm around the other man, Draco tucked his head under Harry's chin and breathed deeply of his scent. "Go to sleep; you can drive me mental with your verbal spewage tomorrow," he sighed, closing his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 21:16:28</strong>
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				Harry awoke the next morning feeling wonderful.&nbsp; '<em>I am so in love with this man.'</em>&nbsp; Harry smiled to himself, as he stretched.&nbsp; <em>'Life is good.'</em>&nbsp; The memories of the night before were fresh in his mind and the smaller man he had made love to still in his arms.&nbsp; Planting a quick kiss on the top of Draco's head, Harry slipped quickly out of bed so as not to wake Draco and threw on a robe.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Padding to the tent's tiny kitchen, he made and egg omelet using the rest of the crab from the last evening.&nbsp; Brewing some coffee and finishing up with toast, he put everything on a tray and carried it into the bedroom he had shared with his new lover.&nbsp; <em>'He looks just right sleeping like that in my bed,</em>' Harry mused.<br>&nbsp;<br>Harry set the tray down on the stand next to the bed and leaning over the sleeping Draco, nuzzled his neck as he murmured, <strong>"Wake up sleepyhead.&nbsp; Breakfast is ready.&nbsp; We have a full day ahead of us."&nbsp; </strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 22:57:37</strong>
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				Draco didn't want to wake up; he was warm and the bed felt so good. He frowned at the voice intruding on his slumber and buried his head under the pillow trying to drown it out. He was nearly a sleep again when he thought he smelled coffee. Lifting the pillow slightly, he sniffed and realized he not only smelled coffee, he smelled food! <br><br>Peeking out from under his pillow, Draco stared at Harry, his sleep fogged mind unable to comprehend what Potter was doing in his bedroom. Still the nuzzling was nice and he made a small sound of pleasure before his memory started working and his eyes popped open.<br><br>"What exactly do you see us doing, Potter?" he asked, sitting up. A twinge in his backside reminded him of what they had done the night before and he blushed. if even just a day earlier, someone had told him he would end up in the other man's bed where he would thoroughly enjoy himself; he would have taken them straight to St. Mungo's after hexing them for lying.<br><br>Still, here he was, in Potter's bed, fighting the urge to smile at him sappily. "Is this for me?" he asked with a slight smile. He it was hard to remain nasty to someone who brought you breakfast in bed after loving you so nicely the evening before.<br><br>Leaning he kissed the corner of the other man's mouth; later he would care that harry was his enemy but right now he felt to good to be bothered with it. "Thank you," he said, breaking off a peice of the omelet and holding up to Harry's lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 23:16:48</strong>
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				<strong>"Of course it's for you."</strong>&nbsp; Harry laughed softly, his eyes bright as he looked at Draco's sleepy face.<br>&nbsp;<br>Opening his lips for the proffered bite of egg, Harry grabbed Draco's fingers and pulled first one then the other into his mouth, licking at them then sucking.<strong>&nbsp; "Delicious."</strong>&nbsp; He pronounced, not talking about the eggs at all.<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>I'm off for a shower love.&nbsp; If you'd like to join me when you are done...</strong>&nbsp; Arching one eyebrow, Harry left the idea standing as he slid off of the bed and dropping the robe that covered his nakedness, strode to the steps and to the bathroom beyond.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 06:49:18</strong>
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				Draco smiled, thinking it amusing that Potter was proclaiming his own cooking was delicious. It wasn't until the second finger that he thought maybe it wasn't the food that was being complimented. His eyes were slightly glazed with renewing lust by that point <br><br>He watched the other man walk away with wide eyes and then looked down at the meal. "Bloody hell!" he said softly, and set the tray aside. You didn't get Draco Malfoy all hot and brothered and then just walk away. <br><br>"Potter, you did this to me, and I demand you fix it!" Draco said, following Harry and climbing into the shower with him. Taking Harry's hand, he placed it over his half hard cock and waited expectantly; blinking away drops of water from his lashes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 18:30:19</strong>
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				<strong>"Oye!"</strong>&nbsp; Harry shouted when the water that was rinsing the shampoo from his hair was redirected somewhere else.&nbsp; He hadn't heard Draco coming up the steps so deep in his own thoughts remembering just how wonderful the night before had been.<br>&nbsp;<br>Grabbing for a towel to clear his eyes, his hand was met with Draco's and redirected to the blonde's half hard on.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"Oye."</strong>&nbsp; Harry repeated, this time with a lecherous grin. <strong>"I know you, your belong to my lover,"</strong> he teased speaking seriously to Draco's penis.&nbsp; Tugging lightly on it, he asked,<strong> "Care for a quickly whilst your owner is showering?"</strong>&nbsp; His attempt at wriggling his eyebrows lasciviously fell flat when he felt Draco's penis jump in his hand. <strong>"Oh, so you do huh?"</strong>&nbsp; Sliding down to his knees, Harry quickly rinsed his hair and face so that he could see his conversational partner.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br><strong>"Well, I can only oblige you as would be fitting a host can't I</strong>?"&nbsp; Grabbing Draco's hips, Harry began to lick away at his newest favorite Dracopop.&nbsp; <strong>"Damn baby, and I thought your fingers were delish."</strong>&nbsp; Harry mummered between mouthfuls of Draco's treat.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br><strong>"Oh, but then you aren't getting off that easy, Malfoy."</strong>&nbsp; Harry exclaimed when he realized that Draco was totally stiff already.&nbsp; Pushing open the double shower doors, Harry lifted his lover and carried him dripping over to the overstuffed couch in the game room.&nbsp; Flopping the blond down on the couch Harry didn't even bother with drying either of them.&nbsp; He lay himself down upon Draco and began feasting from his lips.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Little nibbling kisses turned into deep probing ones, and the whole time he kissed Draco he held the blonde's arms above his head with one hand.&nbsp; <strong>"No touching the potter while he's at work."</strong>&nbsp; Harry teasted.&nbsp; He kissed and rubbed against Draco, dragging his slick wet body up and down the slighter man's while maintaining most of his weight on his left leg and right arm.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Shifting slightly, Harry lined up their cocks and on every thrust of his tongue into Draco's mouth he would stroke his own prick against Draco's, relishing in the feel of the soft steel against soft steel.<br>&nbsp;<br>When the desire got the better of him, he dropped his mouth down to Draco's neck and bit into the tender flesh there, not enough to bleed but enough for the younger man to know that he had been claimed.&nbsp; "Mine." Harry called out.&nbsp; Then taking Draco's face into his left hand he raised his own face and looked into passion filled eyes with his own equally passion filled eyes.&nbsp; "Mine."&nbsp; he said again.&nbsp; Reaching down between them, he wasn't surprised to find a full bottle of lube.&nbsp; Making sure that he was completely lubricated, Harry applied a generous amount of Lube to Draco's star as well and leaning in claimed Draco's mouth in a seering kiss as he pushed into the Dragon's tightness once&nbsp; again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>22-11-2009, 06:59:08</strong>
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				Draco had never had anyone play with him as Potter was doing and wasn’t sure how to react. Talking to a person’s cock wasn’t something a sane person did but on the other hand, the playful tone of Harry’s voice was evident. It was amusing and the blonde would have loved to join in the play but wasn’t entirely sure how. Since a Malfoy never entered into something that could make them appear foolish willingly, Draco decided his best bet was to behave normally. What was normal was his insulting Potter.<br><br>“Always knew there was bats in your belfry, Potter,” he said, breath hitching as his cock was stroked; thrusting into the hand when his hips bucked instinctively at the sudden rush of pleasure. As much as he would like to continue to pretend he didn’t want Harry, Draco couldn’t deny that being with the other man felt good and not just because of the tongue running over the length of his dick. He moaned as he was taking into a hot, wet mouth, steadying his trembling legs by placing a hand on Harry’s head. He wanted to fuck that amazing mouth hard but couldn’t bring himself to hurt the other man. Telling himself it was because if did, there would be no more feeling good but a little voice popped into his mind *Yeah, right, keep lying to yourself, Draco* it snickered. <br><br>He fastened his mouth to Harry’s throat as he was lifted, sucking and nibbling at the juncture where neck met shoulder. He wasn’t happy that the scent he so loved had been replaced with one of soap but the taste of Harry’s skin nearly made up for it. He opened his mouth to protest being paced wet on the couch but closed it again; if Potter didn’t care if it was ruined, why should he?<br><br>Lips descended on his again and Draco forgot his concern over the couch. A couch was beneath noticing when there were kisses being given; kisses that would have curled his toes had he been a female which he was not. Draco made a conscious effort to make sure his toes didn’t curl.<br><br>“Think I am clay to mold as you will?” he murmured when his hands were placed above his head and he was instructed not to move. He did as told for a moment, enjoying the sensation of Harry’s body rubbing over his but the need to touch soon became too strong and he lifted them to hold the other man’s mouth in place as he devoured it. <br><br>He gave a strangled shout; one of both pleasure and surprise when bitten. It was an act he had never expected to be erogenous and it had shocked even as it thrilled it. The realization that he had been marked caused something to click inside but it wasn’t until he heard the clearly spoken “Mine!” uttered by Potter that he understood what was going on with him. He had heard all the clichés about veela’s an their mates but he had thought them all to be a bunch of rot used to fill the heads of silly females with fluff so they would buy more books; he had obviously been very wrong. <br><br>“Yours, always,” he said softly, finished with fighting what he felt. Surely his father had felt the same and would understand his loving his mate. Then a again maybe not; Lucius Malfoy had been a proud man to had claimed purity of blood until the day he died so maybe it was his mother who would be the one to understand. While he hated to think he would have been a disappointment to his father, he couldn’t help but think accepting what he was feeling was the right thing to do. <br><br>“Only you would keep lotion under the cushions of a couch, Potter,” he smirked, looking up at the other man with eyes warmer than they had ever been when looking at anyone. Opening himself to the other man, he murmured words of encouragement as he was prepared and then entered. Wrapping his legs around Harry’s waist, he began grinding his hips against him, hands again seeking out the spots that earned him a the sweet sound of a moan. He returned to breath taking kiss, trying to say what was in his heart although he couldn’t yet bring himself to say the words.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 06:26:33</strong>
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				Harry moaned deeply and long when Dra began stroking his chest and almost shot his load when he returned the kiss so passionately.&nbsp; Their tongues danced around each other like two fish playing one over the other/<br>&nbsp;<br>Reaching up between them, Harry grabbed Draco's shaft and began stroking him, keeping time with his own strokes in so that his hand and cock made the same rhythm.<br>&nbsp;<br>Rubbing across the top of Draco's cock, Harry slide through the precum at the top of his prick and spread that down the man's bobbing shaft using his own love juice to lubricate him.<br>&nbsp;<br>clenching his ass cheeks, Harry allowed himself to push harder into Draco this morning.&nbsp; Pulling out more, on a long "aaaah,"&nbsp; he would surge foreward and embed himself into Draco's heat.<br>&nbsp;<br>"You feel so good babe."&nbsp; It wasn't long that Harry felt his scrotum tighten.&nbsp; Grunting, Harry&nbsp; called out to Draco, "I'm gonna come."&nbsp; Then leaning so that Draco could see his emerald eyes, softly encouraged, "Come with me love"&nbsp; a moment before spilling his seed hotly into Draco's waiting orifice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 08:22:35</strong>
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				Draco was aware of nothing but the man lying cradled between his thighs, mesmerized by the slide of skin on skin and the feeling of a hard length pounding into him. Letting his head fall back, Draco gave himself over to the veela within him; a veela who was ecstatic with everything about its mate.<br><br>Hips rising to meet each thrust of Harry's flexing hips, Draco sought to add to his lover's pleasure by tightening his inner muscles each time the other man withdrew and loosening them when he surged back in. "So good, Harry, feels so good!" he panted, a long, low moan emerging from his throat each time his prostate gland was hit.<br><br>All too soon for Draco's liking he felt the tightening of his body that signaled his oncoming climax and tried to fight it off; to prolong the intense sensations washing through him&nbsp; but Harry's smooth, rich voice speaking into his ear; the warm breath wafting over was too much added stimulation and he came, muffling his cry of pleasure against his mate's shoulder.<br><br>"I think you killed me," he said, panting hard and certain Harry could feel his pounding heart. He lay for a moment, gathering his strength before opening one eye to peer up at the other man. "I think that barmy Lockhart came in and removed all my bones when I wasn't looking," he stated with a slight frown. <br><br>He was sated and for the moment, utterly content to lie beneath Harry, letting the other man's weight push him down into the cushions. Lifting a hand, he tenderly&nbsp; brushed the hair away from Harry's brow, eyes roaming his handsome face. "What are you doing to me?" he asked softly, not happy to be feeling as he did but unable to deny he quite fancied the pants off the other man and had for quite a while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 01:54:24</strong>
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				The man that was the boy who lived heard the awe and consternation in his lover's voice and was humbled.&nbsp; He felt exactally the same way.&nbsp; "I feel the same way."&nbsp; Rising and pulling Draco to his feet with him, he added, "I never imagined my feeling this happy with anyone."&nbsp; Then added with an indelicate snort, "let alone a Malfoy!"&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Pulling Draco into an embrace, he kissed him easily on the tip of the nose, and stroked his ass, the encouraged, "Why don't we get a quick shower then check out this island a bit?"&nbsp; Then raising his eyebrows added excitedly, "Or better yet, go for a swim starkers."&nbsp; Slapping Dra lightly on the bum, he yelled, "Last one in's a snakering rattletrap."&nbsp; as he did a waryell and ran for the tent's opening.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>02-12-2009, 07:45:06</strong>
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				Draco was almost purring in contentment but frowned at Harry none the less. "What do you mean by "much less a Malfoy?" he asked, letting himself be pulled to his feet. "I will have you know being with a Malfoy is an honor that people dream about," he sniffed. <br><br>He smiled again at the kiss to his nose and decided that Harry's hands on his arse were nearly as good. His smile brightened at the mention of a shower as he was sure he looked a fright and then let out an indignant squawk when Harry decided on a swim instead.<br><br>"Are you mental, Potter? I am <em>not </em> going outside starkers! What part of I burn easily and it makes my hair frizzy escaped you? I refuse to becaome a frizzy headed lobster for your sick amusement. Come back here this instant you plebian!" he demanded, thinking Harry needed a lesson in how to treat a person with delicate skin and hair as well behavior befitting the lover of Draco Malfoy and Draco meant to teach him. Running about with his bits dangling indeed!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>03-12-2009, 20:08:28</strong>
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				"Just what I said, Love." Harry threw back over his shoulder as he raced to the tent flap.&nbsp; Unzipping it, he flung it open, then remembering shoes this time, quickly slipped on a pair of trainers and raced out into the morning brightness.<br>&nbsp;<br>Taking in deep breaths of the delicious sea air, Harry whooped and ran toward the coming tide.&nbsp; Jumping into the surf, his knees almost touching his chest and clad in only a pair of scruffy trainers, Harry looked quite the sight, but he didn't care one wit.&nbsp; Happiness washed over him as readily as the sea's water did his body.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Draco freekin Malfoy."&nbsp; He said to the air.&nbsp; "Draco bloody Malfoy." He said to the sea.&nbsp; "Draco Fuckin Malfoy."&nbsp; He said to the dolphins.&nbsp; "I fucking love you."&nbsp; He shouted to the winds as he folded his hands high above his head and arching his back, dove into the foamy corilian blue of the deep.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>03-12-2009, 21:15:45</strong>
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				Draco was quite taken back not only by Harry's running outside with his bits flapping in the breeze but by his failure to do as ordered. Not that Harry had ever done what he was told but still; he was lover to a Malfoy and training could never start too soon.<br><br>Poking his head out of the tent, squinting into the sun and giving it is best glare. The bloody thing was just hanging there, waiting for a change to burn his skin. Draco wasn't having it; he spend a small fortune monthly on male skin care products and just because Harry had gorgeous big green eyes and gave toe curling kisses and was obviously quite mad didn't mean Draco was having all his hard work ruined. It was hard work being a Malfoy; so much effort went into looking so good.<br><br>Turning annoyed grey eyes to peer at the splashing man; Draco was unaware of how his expression softened drastically. There Harry was, shouting to the wind that he loved Draco Malfoy and looking rather foolish wearing nothing but a pair of trainers; it was the cutest thing Draco had ever seen. <br><br>Yeah, he had it bad and Draco knew he was no better. He was actually picking his way carefully across the sand, wearing nothing but a sappy smile and the drying remains of their earlier activities. <br><br>"Potter, if my hair frizzes and even so much as my nose burns; I promise you will die an agonizing death!" he stated, wading slowly out. he had almost reached a depth up to his stomach when he was caught off gaurd by a wave and swept off his feet. Coming up sputtering, he was spitting mad. "Salt water! Salt water not only dries the skin, Potter you git, but it taste bloody horrible!" he said, trying to spit out the taste and glaring at the other man the entire time. "When I get my hands on you... mental, I must be mental! Why else would I be in the ocean where my skin is drying out, my hair frizzing and who know what might think my bits tasty?" he exclaimed, turning to head back to shore where his danglies were not in danger of being munched. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>06-12-2009, 05:48:20</strong>
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				Liquid green eyes peered up out of the water as the blond almost picked his way through the surf and sand only to begin to turn back towards the shelter of the beach. <br>&nbsp;<br>'Prey, you will not so fast escape me.'&nbsp; Undulating his body the the snake darted through the water feeling the water slush off his skin as he sped toward his goal.&nbsp; Ah, target, opening his jaw the snake flicked his tongue first over his target.&nbsp; Penis was the most tasty part of this man.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Feeling the blond squirm, the snake flipped suddenly to wrap himself around his victim, pulling the white body against his own, he brought the delicious meat into his mouth and sucked until the desire for air forced him to surface.<br>&nbsp;<br>Rushing to break the surface, Harry took a huge gulp of air before giving Draco a watery grin, and began stroking the shaft his mouth had just left. "Every made love in the ocean baby?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 22:11:35</strong>
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				Lost in his ranting, it took a bit for Draco to realize he was hearing something. Stopping, he listened but the surf made it difficult to discern exactly where the sound was coming from. it kinda of sounded like a snake but there was none on the beach before him which meant...Whirling around as he remembered that sea snakes existed, Draco let out a screech as something brushed over his cock a second before a warm body wrapped around his hips and thighs and he was engulfed in heat.<br><br>Draco had one heart stopping moment when his imagination took over and he was convinced he was being eating alive cock first and then his rational mind came back into play just has Harry surfaced spraying water everywhere.<br><br>"Potter, you bloody git! I could have hexed you! Don't sneak up on me like that!" Draco shrieked, pushing hard at Harry's shoulders. He was angry at being frightened and pissed that he had been frightened. of course he wasn't going to admit that for a split second he had been so scared he had nearly peed. It was shameful enough that he had felt the fear as Malfoys feared nothing but Harry knowing he had been scared would be just too humiliating which he did not do well.<br><br>He was trying his best not to give into the sensations Harry's had sent rushing through him; not wanting to give up his control. Harry knowing that he could gain control by using Draco's body against him just wouldn't do. He might be part veela who wanted to please his mate but he was a Malfoy above all else and Malfoys' submitted to no one. Not even green eyed works of art that could heat his blood with just a look.<br><br>"No, I haven't! You clearly are mental if you think that I would ever participate in an endeavor that could introduce sand and other vile objects into places they have no business being!" he snapped, breath catching as another jolt of pleasure threatened to buckle his knees.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>08-12-2009, 20:17:47</strong>
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				Knowing Draco hated to be frightened by anything, and would rather kill than admit he had been afraid, he refrained from teasing him, although, he couldn't help the half smile.<br>&nbsp;<br>Taking one step back into the water when his love pushed him, he shook his head like a wet dog, and grinned.&nbsp; "Sorry love."&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Hoping to appease his lover,&nbsp; he reached down and began stroking him.&nbsp; "You know, water is an awesome lube."<br>&nbsp;<br>"Come on baby."&nbsp; Harry couldn't help tease.&nbsp; "Don't be a wet blanket.&nbsp; &nbsp;Besides, I want to go fishing."&nbsp; Looking up at the sky, he added, "Since last night's rain, it should be a good morning for fishing."&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>"You can go lounge about the tent then mmm."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>18-12-2009, 18:08:47</strong>
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				Looking at Harry, Draco realized he was in big trouble. How was he supposed to stay mad at him and teach him how to be a person suitable to be the lover of a Malfoy when he kept undermining Draco's fury by being so damn adorable? He was like a big loveable puppy the blond couldn't bring himself to kick.<br><br>Then there were the hands and the mouth and those eyes; who could resist the combination? Draco blamed it all on his veela. If the damnable Malfoy who had introduce the creature into the lineage weren't already dead, Draco would track him or her down and kill them painfully for turning him to someone that became mush in the hands of a bloke with big green eyes. <br><br>Still, Potter didn't know all this and by Merlin's grace, he never would.<br><br>"Malfoy's are never wet blankets. We simply see no reason to having sand and other less pleasant objects entering orifices," he drawled haughtily. "However, since you clearly have such a need to experience such a plebeian activity, I will lower myself to indulge you." His voice dripped with a disinterest belied by the very hard cock thrusting into Harry's hand.<br><br>Moving close enough he could lick at Harry's mouth with a pink tongue, one hand going to gently cup and fondle his lover's balls. "I am warning you, Potter," he whispered, nibbling at the mouth he was becoming quite fond of. "If anything enters my arse but you...I am ripping these off and feeding them to you." A light squeeze of his hand emphasized his point.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 12:48:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;"No baby." he crooned, "You are never a wet blanket."&nbsp; He shook his head no with a mock frown on his face.&nbsp; "I will beat up anyone who says different!"<br>&nbsp;<br>Harry couldn't help grinning at his lover when he changed his mind and consented to sex in the water.&nbsp; "You are a star."&nbsp; Harry whispered into Draco's neck.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>His whispered love words soon turned into gasps as Draco emphasised his desire for safety.&nbsp; "No worried love."&nbsp; Harry swore,&nbsp; "I'll protect you."&nbsp; His voice was heated and true and he did just as he promised as he slipped around behind his lover and using the water as a lubricant, eased gently into Draco's waiting hole.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Keeping measured strokes, Harry took his time making love to Draco.&nbsp; Moving slowly in and pulling even slower out, he brought his hand around to stroke Draco to his rhythm.&nbsp; "You are so tight. mmm. So good.&nbsp; Drive me wild Malfoy you know that."&nbsp; Harry muttered into his lover's ear.&nbsp; His breath hot.&nbsp; Finally not able to stand it, he moved faster had thrust with more force, his hand jerking Draco as the waves crashed against their straining bodies.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>"Aaaaahh.&nbsp; I'm coming, fuck, yah,"&nbsp; Harry bit down softly onto Draco's shoulder as his orgasm shot through his body and he discharged is seed into the man he loved.&nbsp; Licking where he bit, Harry stood holding Draco, quivering as he eased himself out of the blonde man.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 00:18:38</strong>
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				While Draco had his doubts as to the quality of saltwater as a lube; it wasn't as horrid as he thought, it eased the way and allowed him to feel Harry in a way oil didn't. "Won't kill you just yet, Potter," he gasped when Harry moved behind him and pressed in.<br><br>Bracing himself to meet Harry's thrusts was difficult as the sand kept shifting beneath his feet but the waves helped to rock their bodies together. "Oh Merlin!" he moaned, closing his eyes to better experience the sensations flooding him; the coolness of the water contrasting with the warmth of his mate.<br><br>Trusting Harry to anchor him into place, Draco thrust into the hand curled about him and then back onto the cock impaling him, he screamed out when his climax hit him unexpectantly at being bitten, scaring away a flock of gulls wandering the shoreline. <br><br>Feeling decidedly weak, he turned, grasping Harry's shoulders as he lifted his legs to wrap them around the other man's waist. "You're mental, you know that, Potter?" he asked with a soft, sated smile, resting his brow on Harry's. "I suppose I as well for I let you talk me into this lunacy," he stated, grey eyes filled with an emotion he wasn't yet willing to voice.<br><br>"Only Harry Potter would pretend he was a snake and molest me in the middle of the ocean, and then bite me like he is a bloody vampire!" he smirked, lifting a hand to caress his love's cheek tenderly; his veela very pleased with what it saw as a claiming mark.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 12:45:47</strong>
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				"Here fishy fishy fish."&nbsp; Harry called to the catfish that was so very close to the wooden spear he had fashioned.&nbsp; He still couldn't believe he and Draco had been here for three weeks, not only that but had gotten along so well.&nbsp; A blush infused Harry's face as he remembered Draco's inthusiastic loving from the night before.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Whistling, Harry continued to watch the fish closely.&nbsp; Recently, Dray had been all about eating seafood and Harry loved doing those simple things for his lover.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Whoosh, splash.&nbsp; "Gotcha."&nbsp; A smile split Harry's face.&nbsp; Dray's gonna be happy with this.&nbsp; Harry looked over his haul.&nbsp; Four nice sized catfish.&nbsp; Dinner was gonna be a find time tonight.<br>&nbsp;<br>Something about the tent looked odd to Harry as he approached it from the West side of the beach.&nbsp; Puzzled, he dropped this ice chest under the shade tree called, "Dray?&nbsp; Draco?"&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Not hearing an answer, his heart sped.&nbsp; Draco wasn't one to tease when Harry called out like this.&nbsp; "Why was the tent flap not closed.&nbsp; Draco hated anything to get in the tent."&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Frightened now, Harry rushed inside and what greeted him made him heart sick.&nbsp; The inside of the tent was in a shambles.&nbsp; Dishes were smashed everywhere, bedclothes were strewn about, pages of books were torn and lying in crinkled messes of puddles of what looked to been Draco's lunch.&nbsp; Harry could see footprints leading from the overturned table and chairs to outside the tent's back flap.&nbsp; One pair, shod, was obviously Drays' two more, barefoot, looked to be dragging Draco along.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>Green eyes turned to black as Harry thought someone might have frightened or injured his beloved.&nbsp; Grabbing up his wand, Harry strapped two large knives to his leg and carried his fishing knive.&nbsp; His wand worked, it just didn't do what he wanted and mostly did distrucive things.&nbsp; At that moment, destroy was all that was in Harry's mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>05-01-2010, 16:54:52</strong>
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				Draco had just sat down to lunch when he thought he heard someone enter the tent. Figuring it to be Harry, he called out “I am in here,” While Harry still liked to do things he found less to his liking, he couldn’t deny that he was being treated very well. A sappy grin curved his lips as he reached out and trailed a finger over a petal of the flower keeping his place in the book he was reading.<br><br>No one ever dared give a male Malfoy flowers but Harry had. It was girly and mushy and Draco couldn’t care less. The love he had seen in his lover’s eyes when he had held it out, saying it had reminded him of Draco had stolen the blond’s breath and had turned the otherwise beautiful but oh so common gift into something Draco cherished. <br><br>Harry was consistently surprising him with his displays of affection. Draco wasn’t used to being on the receiving end and they constantly kept him off guard. For the first time in his life he felt…happy? He wasn’t sure exactly what he was feeling but he did know somewhere along the way he had fallen head over heels in love and it had more to do with Harry himself then Draco’s Veela blood. Where once all he had wanted was a life free of Harry Blasted Potter, he now couldn’t imagine a life without him in it nor did he want one. He was exactly where he wanted to be and meant to stay there.<br><br>“Harry?” Draco called again when the other man didn’t make an appearance. He paused to listen and his heart stopped when hearing the unmistakenable&nbsp; sounds of someone moving about; more than one someones! Heart pounding he silently reached for his wand but just before his fingers closed on it, something wrapped around his throat and he couldn’t breathe.<br><br>Panic set in and he surged to his feet, fingers clawing at the vine cutting off his air. It fell free into his hands and he whirled with a snarl, freezing at seeing a number of very short, dark skinned males. They only reached his waist but each had more muscle packed on their frames than any one person he had ever seen. <br><br>“Who the bloody hell are you and why did you try choking me?” he snapped, grabbing his wand with the intention of blasting the leering little blighters into the next world. Like a swarm of mice, they were all over him, bearing him to the ground. He didn’t know what they wanted but it couldn’t be good with the way they kept licking their lips. <br><br>He put up a good fight, breaking noses and blackening eyes but even with their small size, six was two many and a very angry Draco soon found himself with his hands tied and a noose choking him. Four left, leaving one to jerk on the vine choking him while another poked him with a short but sharp spear.<br><br>“Stop jabbing me, you cretin!” he spat, stumbling forward when the vine about his neck was jerked hard. “You had better let me go, Harry is going to hex you so badly your great grandchildren feel it if you hurt me!” he yelled only to be jerked again. Realizing it sounded like he was no threat at all, Draco began shouting again. “I demand you release me this very second or else I will rip off your arms and beat you will them, you knuckle dragging primate wanna be’s!”<br><br>Screaming insults and dragging his feet as best he could in spite of being jerked and prodded along, Draco was lead into the treeline to disappear into the jungle’s less than welcoming arms. <br><br>“Potter! If you don’t want to sleep on the couch for the rest of your life I suggest you get off your arse and stop this horrid little thing from tenderizing me!” he screeched, the threat ringing out as he was jerked along.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>09-01-2010, 08:34:07</strong>
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				Harry followed the prints for two miles along the forest floor.&nbsp; The feet were tiny and the weight they carried couldn't have been much at all, but there were six sets of them.&nbsp; "What the fuck?"&nbsp; Harry was bemused.&nbsp; Who stole Draco fucking Leprechauns?<br>&nbsp;<br>He kept himself as hidden as he could as he followed along, not wanting to spring any traps on himself or come suddenly into a group of Draco's attackers and get them both stuck.<br>&nbsp;<br>The path they took became smaller and more confused, but still Harry could make it out.&nbsp; It came to what seemed an abrupt end at an opening upon a serene lake at about the middle of the island.&nbsp; A tiny waterfall about four feet high draped and flowed over a small cliff and poured into the North edge of the pool breaking the tranquility there into half moon echos. <br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;For a minute Harry was stumped, but then he thought he saw a shadow behind the waterfall and going on that instinct, he made his way to the edge of the stones that formed on the outside of the water and crawling along them, crawled under the falls to the empty cave behind.&nbsp; The tracks he had been following picked up there.&nbsp; Running again, Harry soon caught up on his beloved and the tiny men tormenting them.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>While small Draco's captours were awful looking in their fierceness.&nbsp; Their skin was blood red and their teeth were filed to points.&nbsp; Large green eyes looked out of their pointy hairless heads and they muscled torsos were perfectly perportioned and seemed stronger than their sized would allow.<br>&nbsp;<br>Harry jumped and screamed out his anger, "Oye! Leave off, that's my husband you've got there.&nbsp; Hurt him and you die!"<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 23:59:50</strong>
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				Draco was sore and cursing like a sailor by the time he was jerked to a stop. He was also thinking he needed to work on the infamous Malfoy glare as it so was not working. He was lead to a pole and his hands bound to it. <br><br>The little man with the spear poked it upper upper his chin hard enough to draw a drop of blood and Draco was forced to tilt his head in order not to be skewered. "You wretched excuses for life, let me go and I will show you what happens to little monkeys whom fail to show proper respect to a Malfoy!"<br><br>He was a bit tired after the long walk so stopped fighting; thinking having his hands bound to a pole was much better then having a vine about his neck. 'What are you making a fire for, you dense little cretins? Don't tell me you are cold?" He snarled when two of the small men started making a large fire.<br><br>Roughing might not be something he was used to but Draco was far from dumb. When his clothing was cut off and his feet tied to the pole which was then lowered onto two others with notched ends he put two and two together and panicked.<br><br>"Malfoys are not for eating! I know we look bloody good but we taste dreadfully bad! Well maybe not bad as nothing about a Malfoy is bad" he yelled, struggling hard against his bounds. His eyes widened in alarm when small hands started rubbing herbed grease everywhere. When one of those hands started poking greased fingers in places they had no business going he squawked. "Bugger it all. I lied, Malfoys taste bad, bloody bad and we are very bad in bed as well!" <br><br>He wasn't sure now if they meant to have a go at him, eat him or both. Either way he wanted no part of it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chelemar</strong> on <strong>12-01-2010, 01:12:46</strong>
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				Blood red.&nbsp; Everything Harry saw turned blood red.&nbsp; A growl like nothing he had every emitted broke from this throat and his voice was octaves deeper than his usual tenor as he screamed, "Freeze." at the horrid little beasts who had his Draco tied like an animal to the spit and were greasing him and fingering him in places reserved for Harry alone.<br>&nbsp;<br>Harry, out of a natural habit, flung his wand hand forward, and to his utter surprise, the wand interpreted his command of freeze in it's own way by sending arches of blue to settle over and encase the little men tormenting Draco and the two building the fire.&nbsp; The blocks of ice didn't solidify over the men, just build little square buildings around them.&nbsp; Harry stood for a moment in dumbfounded silence as he watched them twirl inside the box, touching all for sides and when met with the frigidity of the ice, jump back only to bump into the freezing wall behind them.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>The humor of the scene hit Harry then, and he began to giggle.&nbsp; Soon, his giggle became a full belly laugh as he began to cut his lover from his bindings.<br>&nbsp;<br>"You OK?" He gasped out.&nbsp; Though finding that Draco had marks and injuries quickly ended his humor.&nbsp; <br>&nbsp;<br>"Fucking little monsters!"&nbsp; Harry turned again to face the frost bitten cannibals and was chagrined to see that the boxed men were indeed doing what he had yelled, all eight of the little men had their penis's out and were giving it to tiny little one eyed horntizzles, who in turn were reaching back with their long snouts and nuzzling the little men.&nbsp; Harry had to do a double take just to see the look of horror on the cannibal's faces.<br>&nbsp;<br>"Go away and don't come back."&nbsp; he added for good measure as he turned Draco towards their tent so the two could make their way back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Magic's Decree: Harry and Draco</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shadowspale</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 06:50:38</strong>
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				Draco was quite frantic by the time Harry showed up. He was worried enough that he would admit it to himself that he had been helpless. He wasn't sure what to make of the way he was saved but wa grateful none the less.<br><br>"I thought you would never get here," he said the moment he was freed, grabbing the dark haired wizard and kissing him soundly, unaware he had just confessed his faith in Harry although it was in a round about way.<br><br>Things had happened so quickly that he didn't notice what had been done to the miniature would be cannibals until he took a step back. He blinked and then blinked again; none too sure he was actually seeing what he thought he was seeing. "You scare me sometimes, Potter," he drawled.<br><br>"Guess they should be grateful you arrived when you ; I had almost freed myself and was about to show them the true meaning of fear." he sniffed, grabbing Harry's hand and dragging&nbsp; him off in the wrong direction. "Come on. I need to bathe and then we are so moving the tent!" he said adamantly. 
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