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Harry Potter awoke to a loud and rapid banging on his door in the dead of night. He rushed downstairs and ripped open the door.“Stop that, I have sleeping children you know!” Harry whisper-shouted to the perpetrator of the knocking.“Yes I do know that. This is urgent Mr. Potter. It’s worth waking up your boys.” Said the man. Harry finally recognized him through his sleepy hase and the dimly lit porch. It was his co worker Aurror Bobby McFarland.“Bobby, what are you doing here this late? Don’t call me Mr. Potter.” Said Harry as he rubbed sleep out of his eyes.“Can I come in, Harry?” Asked Bobby.“Of course.”When they reached the lounge Harry offered tea or coffee to Bobby. He declined politely.“I have some terrible news for you. You might want to sit down.” Spoke Bobby.The pair sat in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place in silence for a good while. Harry made himself some coffee after he accepted that he would not be going back to sleep tonight. Now he took deep breaths and prepared himself for what he was assuming would be the worst news of his life.“Okay, hit me.” Harry broke the silence. Bobby sighed.“Your wife, Ginny Potter, was declared dead tonight in America. It was a quidditch accident. She was hit very hard in the head with a bludger and fell to the ground from a fatal height. She was rushed to a hospital but there was nothing they could do.” Reported Bobby. Harry began to cry immediately.“No, no, no. Not Ginny, not Ginny.” Sobbed Harry silently.“She was pregnant. The baby was also lost. Did you know she was with child?”“I did. We were waiting to tell people. But now there’s nothing to tell.” Cried Harry.“I’m so sorry for your losses.” Bobby stood up. “Boss says you can have a few weeks off if you need to. I’ll see myself out.”With that said Bobby left Harry to sob into his hands all alone in his big empty kitchen.At the funeral Harry sat with his sons in the front row along with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Harry stared off at whatever was in front of him for the entire service. Mrs. Weasley cried through it. At the wake Harry sat with Ron and Hermione at the Burrow kitchen table and stared into his cup of coffee.“Harry, can you please say something. I haven’t heard you utter a single word since this morning.” Said Hermione.“She’s really gone. I don’t know how I can keep living without her.” Harry moved his stare to Hermione's face. I was making her very uncomfortable but she couldn’t say anything remotely negative to Harry in this state. “What do I do, Mione?”“Harry, It’s going to be alright. You’re not alone in this. We’ve all got your back. We will all be there for you whenever you need us.” Declared Hermione.“Yeah, mate. Just owl us whenever and we’ll be there in an instant.” Adds Ron.“What am I going to do with the boys though? They're both so young and James is a handful. Albus is a brat at his age and Ginny was the one who knew how to calm him down from a tantrum. What am I going to do?!” Suddenly Harry is crying again.Hermione and Ron hug him and utter reassuring words to him. Once he stops crying Harry gets up and finds his boys playing with their cousins and Teddy. They are all playing hide and seek, even the older ones. Harry lets them play a few more rounds then takes them home.Back at Grimmauld Place, Harry and the boys try to adjust to Ginny not being there. Harry spends most of his time locked in his new room. He had to change rooms because he couldn’t bear looking at any of Ginny's things and especially not Ginny’s side of the bed. His new room was the same exact size as his old room with the same size bed so it was perfect. Harry stopped tidying his room and began drinking profusely. He stopped going to work and only planned to do so for a few weeks.One month later, Hermione knocks on the door to Grimmauld Place and is shocked to see James opening the door for her.“James, why are you opening the door? Where’s your Dad?” Asked a confused Hermione once she was let in. She looked around for Harry but saw no hint of him.“Oh daddy is sleeping.” Explains James. He leads Hermione into the kitchen where Albus is sitting at the long table.“Can I have some more cereal, please, James?” Askes Albus. Hemione looks over to the empty bowl next to Albus’.“Wait, James, did you make cereal for you and Al?” Questions hermione.“Yup! Daddy taught me how to pour the milk without spilling. He said I’m old enough to get my own cereal.” Exclames James proudly as he makes another bowl of Fruit Loops for Albus.“Okay, honey. Why is your dad still asleep though?”“Oh He doesn't usually wake up till lunchtime. I like to tell Albus stories I made up while we wait for him to wake up.” James finishes Albus’ bowl and pours himself another one too.“James is a really good storyteller.” Exclames a cheery Albus.“That’s very nice. I’m going to go wake up your dad now.” Hermione turns to leave but is stopped by James.“He moved rooms.” Explains James. Hermione raises an eyebrow. “It hurt him too much to see where mummy used to be. He’s two doors down from his old room.”“Thank you honey.”When Hemione reaches Harry’s room she opens the door to find an abomination of a mess. There are beer cans and fire whisky bottles littered around the room and clothes on the ground instead of in the closet or dresser. There is more rubbish besides the alcoholic kind all over the room as well. There are piles of used tissues from all of Harry’s crying.“Harry James Potter, what the fuck have you done to this poor room?!” Shouts Hermione. She kicks her way through the mess and shakes Harry awake when she gets to his bed. “Wake the bloody hell up!”“Mmmmm Mione, it’s too early for shouting. Go home. Let me sleep.” Harry shakes her off of him and rolls over.“No way am I going home. I need to snap you out of this very obvious depression.”Eventually after a good deal of shaking on Hermione’s part, Harry gets up. He and Hermione sit in one of the sitting rooms and drink coffee. Much to Hermione's dismay, Harry has an Irish coffee.“So how are you planning on snapping me out of my depression?” Askes Harry from a deep green couch. Hermione sits opposite him on a couch of the same color.“Well first you’re going back to work.” Harry rolls his eyes. “You’re going to stop drinking and you will go to a support group I found for widows and widowers. You are welcome.”“No fucking way I am going to some cheesy ass support group.”Harry walked into the building feeling nervous and hungover. He saw the sign for the support group for widows in front of the door indicating that he was in the right place. He took a deep breath and walked through the door. The first thing he noticed was the circle of foldable chairs. He then saw the coffee and donut table and smiled to himself. After getting his third cup of coffee of the day and chocolate donut, Harry found a seat in the circle next to an old witch who called him dear.When the meeting began Harry was shocked to find Draco Malfoy among the group. Malfoy didn’t look sad like most of the other members of the group. He didn’t seem heartbroken and grievening. Harry shook the thoughts off and summed it up to the fact that his wife probably died a long time ago. Soon the group leader stood up.“Good morning everyone. My name is Paul. I see we have some newcomers today so make sure to introduce yourself. Yes, even you regulars.” He said after a man started to speak. “I’ll start us off today. My husband died over 10 years ago due to a rare condition and I created this group to help not just myself but others to grieve in a safe space. The anniversary of his death is soon and I'm having some anxiety about the annual dinner his family hosts every year. His mum never accepted us but she still makes me go to the dinner every year. Then every year I have to listen to her insults and then his siblings all apologize for her behavior but never try to stop her. Should I even bother going this year?” Paul stops talking then to Harry’s surprise Malfoy is the one to answer him.“Paul, I say that you should definitely not go to that bitch’s dinner. Especially after what she said to you last year. I think you should host your own dinner in memory of Jeremy. Invite his siblings and see whose dinner they go to.” Malfoy answers. Harry is surprised to find out that Malfoy is a regular.“Thank you, Draco. I think I will do that. Look out for invites everyone.” Everybody smiles at the thought of this. “Do you want to go next, Draco?”“Why not.” Shrugs Malfoy. “I’m Draco, of course. My wife died of cancer a few years ago and I found this group through a concerned friend. She and I weren’t in love exactly.”A few people looked confused at this statement. While Malfoy was looking around the room he saw Harry and a brief look of shock flooded his face.“I know it sounds weird. That’s because it is. We were never in love. It was an arranged marriage. Astoria, my wife, was never really into me because we grew up together as friends and she always saw me as one. I also saw her as a friend but for a different reason. I, as most of you know, am a raging homosexual.”This shocked Harry to his core. Malfoy is gay? How is that possible?“My son was too young at the time to really understand what had happened so it was really hard for me. This group has been a great outlet for my worries and amazing for parenting tips. The amount of times Lucy gave me fantastic advice is infinite.” At Malfoy’s words the woman who Harry assumed was Lucy blushed a little and smiled warmly. “”My son now understands that his mum is not coming home and he wants me to bring him a new one. Any advice on how to explain that that will never happen?”After Malfoy got his advice, Lucy spoke about her late husband. After Lucy was Derick and after him was Jeanie. Soon the old woman next to Harry, who he now knew as Millie, went and asked him to go next.“I’m Harry. My wife died last month due to a quidditch accident. My sons are struggling with the news but not as much as me. I’m depressed and I’ve been having panic attacks at work. I’ve gotten it to a manageable point and I went to a healer and he told me the same thing my sister-in-law did, to come here. I didn’t want to listen to her because she knows it all but here I am.” Harry finally looks up from his lap and pauses to look around. After a moment he sees Malfoy nodding. He motions for Harry to continue. “I don’t really know if she even is my sister-in-law anymore since she only was because of my wife. I’m an orphan and an only child. My wife had six brothers and I love that she made me a part of a big family but it’s not the same without her.”Harry takes a breath and he sees Malfoy making a concerned face.“My boys are young. James is 6 and Albus is 4. I was not prepared to be a single parent. How do all you single parents do it?” Harry asks the group.“We do it one day at a time.” Says Lucy. The others murmur various agreements.“One suggestion I have for you, Harry.” Starts Malfoy. Harry is stunned to hear his first mane come out of Malfoy’s mouth. “Is to spend as much time with your sons as you can. Tell them every day how special they are and talk about Ginny.”Most of the members look confused as to how Draco knew the name of Harry’s late wife. The sum it up to be that he knew her or something along those lines.After the meeting, Harry stands by the coffee as he blows on his fourth cup of the day. Malfoy walks over to him and pours himself a cup.“It’s nice to see you again, Potter.” Malfoy says after he adds the right amount of cream into his coffee. “However it sucks that it’s here. I’m sorry for your loss.”“Thank you, Malfoy. I’m sorry for yours. I didn't know Astoria had passed let alone that you two had been married.” Malfoy laughed a little at this.“It’s not like we sent out announcements to everyone we went to school with. We barely even told our friends at first. We’d planned to divorce when Scouripius was older. No need for that now.” Shrugged Malfoy.“Did she know you’re gay.”“I came out to her the night of our wedding. While most people consummate their marriage then, we watched muggle television and ate expensive chocolate.” Malfoy smiled fondly at the memory.“That sounds better than what Ginny and I did on ours.” Laughed Harry.“What did you do?” Malfoy seemed nervous as he asked this.“We spent the night at the burrow because it was closer than home so sex was out of the picture. The night was spent with her brothers crying about their only sister being all grown up and just being childish. Then we played chess and went to bed. It was boring.”“Yeah mine’s better.” Both men laughed. Paul walked over to the giggling men.“So how do you two know each other?”“We were in the same year at Hogwarts. He was a git then but he seems to have leveled out now.” Explains Malfoy. Harry lightly punches Malfoy in the shoulder.“Oh come on. You were just as much of a git to me as I was you.”“True.”“You two are cute together. Too bad Harry’s straight, otherwise I’d suggest you two go on a date.” Expressed Paul. The men both blushed at this.Harry continued to go to meetings for a few weeks. He was extremely glad he did because just like Malfoy had said Lucy gave great parenting advice. Today Harry was surprised to find an owl he had never seen before at his window. The owl delivered an invitation to Paul’s dinner to remember his husband Jeremy. Harry was not expecting to be invited since he is a new member of the support group and doesn't know Paul all that well. Despite this Harry was very excited to be invited and immediately sent back a RSVP letter saying that he’ll be there. Then he made arrangements for the boys. They’ll be staying with Ron and Hermione for the night just in case it runs long.The next day Harry sat in his usual seat next to Millie and chatted with her over his coffee as they waited for the meeting to start. Paul was excited to hear that most of the members had RSVPed yes. The meeting went on as usual and afterwards Malfoy and Harry chatted, like usual.“I’m so bummed that I can’t go to Paul’s dinner.” Sighed Malfoy.“Why can’t you go?” Questioned Harry.“Pansy and Blaise are both out of town so I’ve got no one to take care of Scorpius for the evening. I’ll probably be stuck reading to him all night.” Explains Malfoy.“Maybe Ron and Hermione can take him. I’m sure they wouldn't mind one more.” Malfoy looked up at Harry in surprise.“Really? They wouldn’t mind?”“Not at all.”“We do mind, Harry.” Said Ron at the burrow that night for family dinner.“Ahem.” Coughed Hermione as she looked over from feeding baby Rose.“Well I mind. I don’t want to take care of Malfoy’s brat.”“Then Hermione can. And I assure you Scorpius is not a brat. He is the sweetest boy, an angel. You’ll hardly notice he’s there.”“Fine but as long as he’s not a picky eater. One is enough.” Says Ron while pointing to Rose.“From what Malfoy’s told me, Scorpius will eat whatever you put in front of him.” That settled the debate and the dinner went on as usual.
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In the morning, Harry got up and poured himself a cup of coffee. Then he woke up James and Albus and helped them pack a bag for their aunt and uncle’s house where they’d be sleeping tonight. Harry made them breakfast and spent time with them for the rest of the day.When it was time to leave for Ron and Hermione’s house, the boys didn’t want to leave. This was when Harry realized that they had not yet spent a night without him tucking them in and waiting for them to fall asleep in their rooms since Ginny’s passing.“I can’t go to sleep without you, Daddy!” Whined Albus.“Oh grow up, Al. You're almost five. You can spend one night without Daddy tucking you in. But he shouldn’t have to, Daddy!” Exclaimed James. “Don’t go. You don’t really need to go to your party now do you?”Harry didn’t want to leave his kids but he also really wanted to go to Paul’s dinner.“It’s not a party, James. It’s a remembrance dinner of Paul’s late husband.” Said Harry even though the boys did not know what late husband meant. “And yes, James, I do need to go to this dinner to support Paul. Now hold on tight.”Harry put his arms out to the boys and they grabbed them. Harry apparated the three of them to Ron and Hermione’s house. When they got there they saw Malfoy and his son who were having a similar argument to theirs.“But why can’t Aunt Pansy watch me?” Pouted Scorpius.“Because Aunt Pansy is in America on a business trip. Before you ask, Uncle Blasie is on holiday with Uncle Atlas in Romania. So you will be polite and kind to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, okay?”“Okay.” Says Scorpius as he looks down at his shoes.Harry and the boys walk up to them. James and Albus smile at Scorpius. They’re excited to have a new friend to spend the night with instead of just their baby cousin.“Hermione is Mrs. Granger-Weasley.” Corrects Harry.“I should have known that she’d never take his name completely. Nice to see you, Potter. These two must be James and Albus.” Malfoy squats down to their height. “I’m Draco, it’s nice to meet you.”The boys both shake his hand.“This is my son, Scorpius.” Malfoy introduces. “He’s your age, Albus.”This knowledge makes Albus smile brightly.“Wow, I don’t know any other four-year-olds. I can’t wait to show you all my hiding places inside!” Exclames a cheery Albus. He takes Scourpius’ hand and drags him to the door. A shy Scorpius looks back at his dad with a frown.Harry and Malfoy drop off the kids and leave after saying their goodbyes. Scorpius would not let go of his dad’s legs through the whole parting. Now the two dads sat on the Night Bus. The trip to Paul’s flat was short enough that they could apparate but since they didn’t know where it was they opted for the bus.“I think I’ll get an owl from Granger-Weasley halfway through the dinner saying that Scorpius wants to go home. He hates sleepovers. I once set one up for him with a boy from down the road and I got an owl not three hours after I left him.” Malfoy shakes his head.“I know how you feel. James was like that too till Albus was old enough to go with him. Those boys have been inseparable lately.” Harry states.“That’s not uncommon for kids who lose a parent. They usually cling to a family member. For Scorpius, it was me since he has no siblings.” Malfoy looks down at the floor.“I wish she were still here. I miss her every day.” Harry looks at Malfoy.“I miss Astoria every day.” Malfoy meets Harry’s eyes. Something flutters inside of Harry when he looks into Malfoy’s eyes.“But did you even love her very much?” Asks Harry. Malfoy’s eyes become full of annoyance.“I loved her more than you can imagine, Potter.” Defends Malfoy.When they arrive at Paul’s place, the men knock on the door and are greeted by an enthusiastic Paul. He offers them something to drink and Harry is surprised when Malfoy asks for the same drink as him. While they sip on their gin and tonics they mingle with people from the support group and the few people they don’t know.Harry strikes up a conversation with one of Jeremy’s brothers, Cedar. Through him, Harry found out that another one of Jeremy’s brothers couldn’t make it because he is on holiday with his boyfriend. Harry also now knows that Jeremy was one of six kids. Three of them showed up tonight. The twins Cedar and Cypress came along with Margaret. Each of them brought a plus one which was allowed for each guest. Cedar brought his wife Penny. Cypress brought his friend Florian. Margaret brought her girlfriend Veronica.“So how come only one of your sisters came?” Harry asks Ceder.“Well, Ivy has always been loyal to Mum. She also, like Mum, didn’t really approve of Paul due to her homophobic tendencies. Otherwise, she would have come. Atlas definitely does not have that problem.” Says Cedar. Harry and he laugh at the last part.“Honey, can you get me another drink?” Veronica walks over and spots Harry. She's thin and tall with pale skin, green eyes, and red curly hair. "Oh hello. I’m Veronica, Cedar’s wife.”“Nice to meet you. I’m Harry.” They shake hands and Veronica’s eyes open wide.“As in Harry Potter?!”“Yep, that's me.” Replies Harry.“Oh, my Merlin. It’s an honor to meet you. Can I have your autograph?” Veronica is basically jumping up and down as Cedar rolls his eyes and walks away to get her drink.Later everyone sits down to eat when all of the guests have arrived. Before the food is brought out, Paul and Jeremy’s siblings and friends make speeches about Jeremy. Paul goes first. He stood at the head of the table as he spoke.“My husband, Jeremy Ashford, was brilliant, drop-dead gorgeous, funny, and kind. He spent his years at Hogwarts studying and snogging blokes who weren’t me.” People laugh at this then Paul continues. “After Hogwarts, he became a healer where he tried to find a cure for his condition. Many of you already know this but for those of you who don’t, my husband had lycanthropy.”To Harry, this now explained all the scars on Jeremy’s face in the photo of him in the lounge. It also gave him a better idea of how hard Jeremy’s life must have been.“Unfortunately, Jeremy never got close to curing it. One full moon now 12 years ago to this day, he got out of his holding cell in the ministry and was killed by an auror who did not care about him in any way. That man had no remorse for what he did and was never prosecuted for his crime.” Continued Paul. “On a lighter note, I would like to thank you all for coming to my first annual dinner party to celebrate Jeremy’s life. Now it’s Cedar’s turn.”Harry was glad that James was not here to hear Paul say dinner party. It turns out this is a party after all.“Good evening everyone, I’m Jeremy’s younger brother Cedar. My brother Atlas could not be here today because he and his boyfriend Blaise are on holiday in Romania but we have my wife, Victoria, taking notes on the speeches for us to owl him later. Also, my sister Ivy isn’t here because she is a homophobic mummy’s girl.” Started Cedar. “When Jeremy was bitten, our dad left. He said he was going to get pumpkin juice and never came back. This left Jeremy to be riddled with guilt for most of his life. It wasn’t until he met Paul that he finally accepted that it was not his fault. For this, I am forever grateful to Paul for helping my big brother accept and love himself the way he was. Thank you, Paul.”Cedar sat back down next to his wife and Cypress stood.“Hi, I’m Cypress, Cedar’s twin. When Jeremy was fresh out of Hogwarts the Wolfsbane Potion was invented. Jeremy was not given that potion the night he was killed because they ran out of it. There is still a Wolfsbane shortage to this day. In a week Jeremy would have been 30. In honor of Jeremy we will be listening to his favorite musician while we eat, David Bowie.” Cypress sits down next to his friend and nods to his sister Margaret who then stands up.“I’m Margaret, Jeremy’s favorite sister. I can say this now because he’s not here but I’m sure that I was his favorite sister. Through the years I bonded with my brother over being queer and loving 70s rock. We shared other things as well like loving Herbology and the color yellow. But we also had our differences like how he liked men and I like women. Another one was that he hated rules and I was a Prefect.” Margaret smiles throughout the whole speech. “One thing I remember from when Jeremy was bitten was how scared he was for every full moon. Sometimes I’d wish that I was bitten instead. Jeremy always shot that down saying that he wished this on no one. One of Jeremy's comfort foods after a moon was mashed potatoes. Tonight we will be eating all of Jeremy’s favorite dishes.”Margaret sat down and kissed her girlfriend. Soon the food was brought out and a now drunk Harry ate as much food as he could. During the meal, Jeremy’s friends made short toasts to him that just made Harry more drunk. Harry could have stopped drinking but he loved the fire whiskey mixed with butterbeer so much that he had seven of them.By the end of the meal, Harry was so drunk that he could hardly walk upright. Malfoy was just as plastered, if not more. As the pair left Paul’s flat they had to hold on to each other for support.“Are you two sure I can’t drive you home?” Asked Cypress as Florian got in his car.“We’re alright. We’re gonna take the Night Bus.” Explained Maylfoy while slurring his words.“Well okay. Safe travels!” Said Cypress before driving off.While Harry and Malfoy waited for the bus to arrive on a curb, they chatted. Usually, their chats were sober and at the support group meetings. So this was a more honest and open conversation.“So how long have you known Paul? Do you know Atlas, too?” Harry bursts out.“I knew Atlas before I knew Paul. Atlas introduced me to Paul and recommended I go to the support group.” Explained Malfoy.“How did you meet him? Through Blaise?”“No, I introduced the couple. Without me, they wouldn’t be getting engaged in Romania right now.” Malfoy smirked.“How do you know that they’re getting engaged?”“Because Blaise dragged me along to pick out the ring with him. Then Atlas showed me the one he bought and asked me what outfit he should wear to pop the question. Anyways, to answer your question I met Atlas in a gay bar while Astoria was still alive.” Responded Malfoy as he kicked around a pebble on the ground.“Were you cheating on Astoria with hookups?” Asked a surprised Harry.“No, I was not. Astoria went with me. We just drank there. I swear.”“Oh good. I don’t see you as a cheater.” Sighs Harry.“That’s because I’m not.” Barks Malfoy.Soon the bus arrives and they get on. They sit on the same bed because they are too drunk to climb the stairs up to the seats and they need each other for support so they don’t fall over. At some point during the ride, Harry puts his head on Malfoy’s shoulder. Malfoy looks over at him in surprise. Green eyes meet gray. Malfoy smiles and puts his head on Harry’s.When the bus gets to Grimmwald Place, Malfoy for some unknown reason, gets off the bus with Harry. Outside of the house, the men continue their staring contest from earlier. Malfoy can feel sparks and butterflies. Harry feels the same thing but brushes it off as an effect of the alcohol. Malfoy doesn’t know why but he finds himself inching closer to Harry. Harry moves in closer too. Soon their faces are centimeters apart.“Can I kiss you?” Breaths Malfoy. Harry gose quiet and for a second he thinks he’s fucked up. He starts to pull away but Harry grabs his head and pulls him in for a kiss.The first one is short and sweet. Harry loves it. The next one is long and passionate. Malfoy pushes Harry against the door and licks Harry’s lips. When Harry gasps in surprise, Malfoy slips his tongue into his mouth. Now their tongues dance together as they kiss. Harry wordlessly spells open the door and now the two men are still making out as they walk through the house. Harry takes off his coat and Malfoy takes this as a hit to take off his. They kick off their shoes and not long after that, Harry takes his shirt off. Harry pulls off Malfoy’s shirt.“Oh, Merlin.” Harry drools at Malfoy’s shirtless body.“Like what what you see?” Smirks Malfoy.“Wipe that smirk off your face, Malfoy.” Harry pushes his pants down.“Don’t call me Malfoy. And make me, Harry” Says Mal- Draco, still smirking.Harry engulfs Draco in another passionate kiss. Harry sucks and bites Draco’s neck and shoulders. Then He makes his way back up to Draco’s mouth. He breaks away to lead Draco to his room. Once they are in his room, Draco pushes Harry onto the bed and takes his pants off. Now clad in only their boxers, they lie on Harry’s bed and kiss while grinding on one another to get that much-needed friction.After a good about of humping, Draco gets up to take off his boxers. Harry stares at Draco’s dick for far longer than is necessary. Draco smiles and laughs lightly at this. Draco takes Harry’s boxers off for him and gets back on the bed to continue to devour Harry’s mouth. As Draco kisses him he jerks off Harry.Soon Harry is lying down with Draco on top of him and opening him up with his fingers. Harry moans in delight as his asshole is stretched. When Harry’s ready Draco removes his fingers and replaces them with his cock. Harry gasps at the new feeling and holds on to the sheets as Draco begins to move slowly. After a little while of this, Harry begs Draco to go faster and he happily complies. They fuck for a couple of minutes then Harry comes when Draco jerks him off in time with his thrusts. Draco comes not long after.Draco pulls out and gose to Harry’s bathroom and comes back with a damp washcloth. He cleans himself off and Harry then returns the cloth to the bathroom. When he gets back he snuggles up with Harry and pulls the blankets over them. He kisses Harry’s head and then they both promptly fall asleep.