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It was a calm morning, the air was cold and damp, but the sun was shining brightly and there was no snow on the ground. Granted, that didn't help the young boy sitting on the swing, about three dozen miles away from where he was supposed to be. He was filthy, his clothes where four, even five sizes too large for him, and settled around him in thick lumpy, dirty waves, making him look sort of clownish. There where tears in his clothes, and wet patches where he appeared to have bled on the filthy clothing. His hair, which brushed his shoulders was filthy and matted, tangled and covered in mud and leaves with a bit of dirt and grass thrown in. he almost looked more like a troll than he did a boy. That wasn't what was so... shocking, though... the most shocking part was the injuries that covered the boy's body. He had a severe bruise that ran almost the entire left side of his face, as if he'd been struck hard by something heavy and flat. There was a sharp gash across the side of his forehead that stretched from the middle of his hairline, to just in front of his ear. It had scabbed over, but it was red and inflamed and there was still blood coating the boys hair and face, showing that he hadn't had a shower since it had happened.
There where other injuries as well. It looked as if his left arm was broken, the way it dangled uselessly. And the entire left leg of his pants had been torn off, revealing massive bruising there as well. Not to mention a multitude of scabbing that made it look as if he'd been dragged across something rough that had taken a great deal of the skin off of his leg. He looked like hell, he looked half dead... and the blankness in those brilliant emerald eyes wasn't helping. Granted, with a head wound like that, he probably had a fairly severe concussion. Those brilliant Emerald eyes was the only way to recognize who the boy was, the famous lightning bold scar was hidden underneath blood and mud. His hair didn't stick up at all, it hung in thick scraggly lanks, and even his glasses where missing. Only someone who actually knew Harry would recognize him at this point, but since no one realized he was missing yet, no one was looking for him. He had only been gone for three days after all. The Order wouldn't worry until they hadn't heard from him for four days, leaving the badly injured Harry on his own for at least two more days. If not more. Probably more considering the Order of the Phoenix was useless.
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Nathaniel Garringtonwas a relatively typical Wizard, well, Wizard student anyway, coming up on the beginning of his 6th year at Hogwarts. He was nothing particularly special. His grades were above average, but then again as a Ravenclaw that was simply expected of him rather than any reason for celebration. His family too was nothing special. Father a wizard, mother a muggle, neither of them from a family of any renown or prestige from their respective worlds. To all appearances, Nathaniel was simply another unremarkable head in the vast sea of wizards in the world. And yet, despite all of it, despite all his averageness, fate seemed to have chosen him for something. What that something was it was impossible to tell, but it was something nonetheless.
He was out on a walk, something he often did during the closing months of summer, and normally it was another unremarkable event in his life, but today....today was different. Today, as he walked through the park, he saw someone sitting on the swing. For a brief instant he intended to pay the person no mind and simply carry on, but then he saw....he saw the horror of what had happened. The boy was hardly recognisable as a boy....for a moment Nathaniel thought it might have been some kind of Zombie....but no...this was human. "Oh my god...." He froze for a moment, the shock of what he was seeing too much for him to comprehend in that brief second, but then he leapt into action, darting forwards, hurrying over to the boy. "Wh-what happened? Can you hear me?" He knew better than to ask if the boy was alright, it was completely obvious that he wasn't.
At first, Nathaniel didn't recognise who this was, any distinguishing features buried away beneath dirt, blood, bruises and who knew what else. But then....then there were the eyes....and then from the tip of some of the blood the hints of a scar on the boys forehead. This was not simply any boy....this was... "Harry Potter....? My god...what happened to you?" Clearly he had been attacked in some way, but by what...by who? Death Eaters maybe? Well, the who didn't matter right now.
"Ok....ok think...think...." Nathaniel glanced around, nobody else in the area...good. Slowly he withdrew his wand from his sleeve, then bit his lip. Where to even start? Nathaniel had studied some medicine, one of his potential career paths was to be a Doctor after all, but these injuries....this was beyond him. "Ok....let's....let's just get you moving a little..." He pointed his wand at Harry's leg, attempting to try and at least patch the wounds up enough that Harry could stand without too much pain. "Just tell me if this feels worse alright? I just need to patch you up a little and then get you back to my house....my parents are away so you'll have some privacy there"
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Harry turned as he heard a voice and blinked rather sluggishly at Nathaniel, his head cocked tot he side as if he had no idea who the other was... not unexpected, considering Harry was often sheltered from the other three houses, as if the Gryffindors where afraid that Harry might be stolen away. particularly Hermione and Ron, though that was more them being worried Harry would leave them than anything else. he stared at Nathaniel for a long moment, could he hear? he wasn't sure... well he supposed if he had understood the question, then he must be able to hear, right? of course. "H'ry P'tter?" Harry asked sluggishly, confused and disoriented, the boy didn't even have his wand on him. he blinked stupidly at Nathaniel, clearly the head damage was extensive if he couldn't even say his own name properly. still, he flinched away from the wand when Nathaniel pointed it at him, and then calmed as he watched the redness of his wounds fade a little. from the looks of things, Harry had some fairly bad infection going on. in his leg especially as there was swelling to the extreme, and bits of white pus was leaking out of the areas that Nathaniel was forcefully healing, not to mention bits of rock, dirt and asphalt.
he didn't say a word as Nathaniel made the aches hurt less, though he did stand up when prodded to, and he staggered to his feet and swayed. he nearly collapsed, but even severely injured and possibly brain dead Harry had an iron will and a stubbornness worse than any Hock nosed Gorn. which where known for sitting in doorways and refusing to move out of the way when a Wizard made the mistake of upsetting one. it could take months to get a Gorn out of a doorway, and usually that was only because the Gorn got bored and moved to a more traveled one. needless to say, Harry managed to stay on his feet, and walk by himself to the nearby house despite that fact that his foot turned funny every time he stepped on it. it was probobly broken, but Harry didn't seam to notice at all. in fact he seamed so detached, that he didn't even really realize that he was hurt, and hurt bad. any intelligent person could say that the first thing a person needed to do, is get clean, so Harry followed Nathan to the nearest Bathroom. where there stairs on the way, Harry wouldn't make it up them, and it would be up to Nathaniel to carry, or levitate Harry into the bathroom.
once inside the bathroom, Harry stripped without words and settled into the ceramic tub and stared at the nobs, almost as if confused before he reached out and turned on the water. thankfully he seamed mostly capable of washing himself, save for the fact that his arm was broken. as he scrubbed himself, a new story was being told. most of his body was covered in injuries. heavy bruises, thick cuts and large patches of skin that looked as if he'd been dragged down the road. what wasn't covered in cuts and scrapes, was covered in bruises. though it was mostly centered on the left side of his body, as if he'd fallen from a great height and landed on his side. or been hit by a truck of some sort. that was impossible of course. everyone KNEW that Harry was living in the Wizarding world, under a Fidelious charm. well, that was the leading theory anyway. no matter where he was living, it was very strange that Harry was in the muggle world, alone and unprotected and so badly injured. especially as it had become very obvious that Voldemort WAS in fact, BACK. everyone knew that Harry had stopped Voldemort in the Ministry Atrium. no one knew how, or why Harry had been there, but those where little details that most people didn't care about anyway. soon Harry was clean though, his hair hanging over his face, his sharp emerald eyes clear, but still strangle... blank. as if he had forgotten what emotions where. no doubt Nathaniel would notice something else very... very... odd, about Harry Potter, like a distinct... addition, inbetween the other boy's legs.
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Nathaniel couldn't help wincing himself as he worked on the wounds....somehow they were even worse than they looked...the internal injuries...he could feel them back through the healing spells....they were horrific....beyond cruel. This was....even Death Eaters would wince at this level of pain and cruelty. But who else could've done this? Who else would have done this? Still....if Harry was alive...then it meant he had escaped whoever did this to him. After all, why do this and simply leave Harry in a park? Well, all that wasn't important right now, all that was important was treating Harry as best he could, try to patch up these wounds.
It wasn't much of a surprise that Harry couldn't speak right....more than likely there were injuries in his jaw that prevented him from talking correctly. That would come in time....but this wasn't the best place for healing everything. Once Harry was healed enough to stand and walk Nathaniel stood himself, motioning for Harry to follow. "Ok....slow and easy....just...follow me and be nice and careful ok...?" Nathaniel knew there were more injuries, but this wasn't the best place....there was still a chance of someone else coming along, or whoever left Harry here might come back. The two made a slow, steady walk back to Nathaniel's house, then came the stairs. Well....this wasn't going to be done on foot. Now that they were out of sight at least, it was easy enough for Nathaniel to levitate Harry the rest of the way, moving the boy slowly and gently up the stairs, then into the bathroom.
Before Nathaniel could try to help, Harry was on the removal of his clothes by himself, stripping down shamelessly despite Nathaniel's presence. Perhaps he was either always like that, or maybe the injuries to his head had just been severe enough to knock his shame out of him. "Ok....um...right..." Nathaniel waited until Harry was in the bath, then pointed his wand back at the boy to resume the healing process whilst the taps were turned on, the water very slowly coming in. It couldn't be on too quickly after all, the water in the open wounds could only just make things worse. "Alright....making some progress here....I'm sorry if this hurts....but there's no other way...." He slowly moved the wand up Harry's legs, intending to heal him from the bottom up, it made sense since that was where the water would go after all. But as Nathaniel got to the top of Harry's legs there was something....unusual. Something very odd. "Um...huh?" He could feel back through the healing spell that something was slightly different internally with Harry's body in this area, and he couldn't help but stare. "Harry....? Is....something wrong down here....?" Was this normal? Or had something else been done to Harry? Some kind of spell or curse perhaps?
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Harry didn't want to walk, but walk he did. ignoring how every step made his entire body scream in agony. the internal injuries where not as bad as the outer, but even a little internal injury could kill. luckily for both of them, Harry's massive amounts of magic was already at work, healing the internal damages. and probobly had been for some time now, which would explain why Harry was still so hurt on the outside. Harry's magic was all internalized, fighting to fix the damage that would kill him, rather than the damage that hurt. the scans that Nathaniel used would show that Harry had already healed from severe Brain hemorrhaging, as well as a crushed skull. both of which would have killed a muggle in a matter of seconds. Magic was amazing at keeping it's wizard alive. it was now working on Harry's heart 'stutter' and the collapsed lung. both where things that Healers had a hell of a time fixing, so it was no wonder that Harry's magic was struggling. while horrifying, the internal damages where being taken care of, and Harry had never seamed to run out of magic like normal people did. so for now, he was perfectly safe from bleeding to death internally.
Harry himself was very glad to be clean again, scrubbing himself almost raw in an attempt to get ALL of the blood and mud off of him. he never even realized that he aught to be shy about getting naked in front of the funny stick man who had brought him here. the longer that funny stick was aimed at him, the better Harry felt, so he didn't fight it at all. in fact he welcomed it, which would only make the healing process all the easier for Nathaniel. the broken ankle was mended, and the infection in his leg was drawn out before the flesh smoothed over, leaving nothing but old scars. scars that could not have come from Hogwarts, because small ones like that Madam Pomfrey could heal without a mark. as a matter of fact, that group of scars looked almost like he had been bitten, and then shaken by a dog. a viscous dog. then Nathaniel reached the... interesting part. Harry blinked at him a little fuzzily and then looked down, lifting his limp penis out of the way to examine the vagina that was directly beneath it, his head tilted. huh, well it didn't seem unusual to him. had he always had that? he wasn't sure, as a matter of fact he wasn't even sure what his name was. he released his cock and looked over at Nathaniel, looking so confused it was almost cute... and then Harry spoke and nothing was cute anymore.
"am i Harry? is that my name?" that, was NOT good. not unexpected from the level of brain damaged the boy had sustained, but still not good. "anyway i think i'm ok there, nothing hurts." he promised as he finished scrubbing his stomach. "my side hurts though. and my hip..." he had a few hairline fractures in his left hip, and his left ribs where broken, four of them where anyway, the rest where all cracked. "and my arm." broken in three places. thankfully that was the last of the broken things, though his sternum was cracked as well. after that, it was only bruising, bad bruising, but just bruising. it would be uncomfortable, but it wouldn't be unduly painful. "hey... do you think i'm a boy or a girl?" Harry asked suddenly, seaming to realize that it was at least a little strange that he had both parts. "i guess i'd be a boy. girls have boobs right?" he asked, blinking at Nathaniel. "could you make your stick fix my arm? it's hard to wash..."
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"Uhhh...." Nathaniel watched as Harry examined himself, and didn't seem to find anything strange with himself. Well....it was possible that Harry had always been like this. Or it was possible Harry had no memory that he wasn't supposed to be like that and something really had been done to him. Well....there was time to worry about that later. Right now there were injuries to heal. Slowly Nathaniel continued to move his wand up, though couldn't help but watch as Harry continued to examine himself, then just dropped 'himself' and went back to washing. "I um....well...we can....worry about that a little later....let's uh...let's just get the rest of you fixed up first huh....?" Nathaniel found himself looking for a few more moments, then quickly away, up to Harry's arm when he asked about it. No wonder....it was broken in several places after all, so no wonder it was now the worst thing affecting Harry.
Fortunately a broken arm was relatively simply to fix up even with Nathaniel's relatively limited knowledge. Sure it would be relatively obvious that an amateur had fixed it, but it would be fixed nonetheless and not leave any real scarring. "I uh....well....I think you're a boy...." It was an unusual question, but also a slightly more difficult to answer one than someone might think. Harry had the main parts of both....but then again he was right that he didn't have the other parts. "Um...well...yeah...girls do have those...and since you don't then I suppose that makes you a boy doesn't it....?" Nathaniel smiled slightly, trying to distract himself with working on Harry's remaining injuries, moving on to the hip and ribs once the arm was fixed. "Harry....your name is Harry Potter....you don't remember? I....well....do you remember anything? Anything at all? Do you know where you were? Who you were with? What happened...?" These were difficult questions, but he had to get a feel for what Harry did and didn't know. If it seemed the memory was something traumatic he would stop pushing.
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Harry paused in his scrubbing to let the other heal his arm and then flexed it with a look of almost wonder. how was that even possible?! one second it hurt no matter what he did, and the next it not only didn't hurt, but he could move it. he was completely oblivious to Nathaniel's embarrassment too... but then Harry had always been a bit thick, he simply didn't have the social skills necessary to understand the more subtle emotions... which was why Ron and Hermione where such good freinds. Hermione could explain what he didn't understand, and Ron had the emotional capabilities of a teaspoon. he was either angry, or happy. that was about it. Harry didn't remember them though, he didn't remember anything. "ah, i'm a boy then, if we both think so, then it must be so." he decided with a nod. "Harry Potter." the boy muttered as he reached out and pulled the plug. the water was black from the filth that Harry had washed off so far, he needed cleaner water. he watched the water drain out, and then put the plug back in and refilled the basin as he started washing what he hadn't managed to reach yet. starting with his filthy hair.
"remember?" Harry asked, pausing in his attempts to soak his hair with his hands, frowning as he considered it before nodding. "i remember running, i was scared. He was going to kill me. shoot me with a gun." Harry muttered. "i was really scared, so i was trying to... get out? yes i was trying to get out... there was... tightness... like i was being forced through a straw, and everything just shifted..." he muttered, his eyes wide as he recalled the utter terror of his last memory. "then there was a bright, bright light, and a loud noise and then pain..." he muttered. "so much pain... i woke up in a ditch and i couldn't move. it hurt so bad, blinking hurt, breathing hurt... EXISTING hurt." he admitted softly. "i woke up again and crawled over to the... to.." here he paused, his face screwed up as he tried to remember. "the swings! yes, i went to the swings, because the ground was cold, and hard, and it hurt. i sat in the swing, because i knew no one would come to find me, or help me. because i'm worthless." he admitted with a nod. "i'm a Freak, so i just sat on the swing because i've nowhere to go." he admitted. "i counted the stars until the sun came up. i got all the way to eight thousand, five hundred, and fifty six before all the stars disappeared." Harry had been sitting on that swing since before dawn! and the way he spoke about himself... something was very wrong about that. and the comment about a gun. Wizards, even muggleborn wizards would never use a Gun.
"Thanks for fixing me by the way, and letting me get clean, and telling me my name... did you tell me yours? i can't remember if you did or not." Harry admitted, frowning as he tried to remember. "hey how do you do that anyway? fix me with that funny stick?" Harry asked, reaching out and gently plucking the Wand from Nathan's fingers, holding it tenderly, as if worried that it might bite him. he studied it intently, turning it this way and that before handing it back tot he other. "am i actually fixed, or did it just make the pain go away?" he asked, curious about the Magic that Nathan had done, even if he didn't know what it was.
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Well, Harry seemed to remembersomethingat least....that was a start. Still, it seemed all he was remembering was more recent events just before whatever had happened to him...well....happened. Before Nathaniel could question further however, he felt his wand being gently pulled away, then watched as Harry examined it curiously with seemingly no memory of what it was. "Uhhh...you....don't remember these....? I see..." This was bad. If Harry didn't remember something as fundamental as magic itself then what chance did most of his other memories have? And now he had to explain it somehow....well....maybe that would help trigger some of Harry's other memories as well. Worth a try anyway.
The explanation of what happened was painful just to listen to. From the sounds of things Harry had been through hell....and it wasn't sounding like a wizard had been the cause of these injuries. No wizard would use a gun after all....too messy, too imprecise....hell, Nathaniel suspected most wizards wouldn't even know what a gun was unless they were a muggle born, and even then he doubted many would be capable of aiming one well enough to hit a target that was running away from them, not unless they were incredibly lucky. "Harry, you're not worthless" Nathaniel smiled softly, reaching out to gently touch Harry's shoulder now that it wasn't so injured that a touch would've caused excruciating pain. "Trust me when I say that you are quite an incredible person" That much was true. Not just because of the whole legend surrounding Harry, no, he had more than earned a reputation as an incredible wizard in his own right. He had done things that nobody else would've been capable of.
"Ah...well....my name is Nathaniel. Nathaniel Garrington. Don't worry if you don't remember that name, I wouldn't expect you to, this is the first time we've actually spoke so you wouldn't remember me anyway" He slowly reached out, gently taking back the wand once Harry was done with his examination. "This....is a wand, for performing magic. Do you remember magic Harry? You see....I'm a Wizard, or at least a student Wizard, and so are you. We're about to start our 6th year at Hogwarts, remember? Does that name sound at all familiar to you?" Sure something as important as Hogwarts would trigger something in Harry's mind, after all there was probably no place more important in the boys life. "You're actually fixed, I used magic to heal your injuries. I'm not exactly a qualified Doctor but I've been studying healing magic. Fortunately your body seemed to do enough to keep you alive, then I just needed to finish the job of healing up the injuries that were causing pain"
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Harry blinked at him a little. "no, should i?" he asked looking baffled as he held the wand before he laid down in the tub and started washing his hair properly now that it didn't hurt so damn much to move. he still had an ache in almost every part of his body, but that was easy to ignore. the water was black again, but Harry no longer cared, he was CLEAN, even his hair, which hung in soft sheets around his face. somehow it had grown down to his shoulders in the short month since school had left out. it looked nice, he looked nice. Harry had always been on the beautiful side though, even as a child. though the fact that Nathaniel could count his ribs was probobly a sign of worry. Harry blinked at the other, as if startled that he had been touched, and he flinched away from the contact before looking confused, as if he wasn't sure why he had suddenly been so afraid of a silly hand. "...incredible?" Harry asked, sounding as if he thought Nathaniel had been sniffing spray paint. "i'm not incredible at all, i think you have me mistaken with someone else." Harry stated simply as he tugged the drain clear again and watched the messy water drain out of the tub. "i just want to be left alone." Harry admitted as he stood up in that surprisingly graceful way of his.
he had always been rather... balanced. according to some of the Ravenclaw, Harry walked like a dancer. graceful and almost wary, as if he expected to be leaped upon at any moment. "Nathaniel Garrington." Harry repeated, studying Nathaniel intently, as if memorizing him. "we've enver talked before? then how come you know me?" he asked looking baffled. "oh, did we go to school together? i know i must have, because i know how to talk, and count." he muttered. "a... Magic?" Harry asked, scoffing as he shook his head. "there's no such thing. My Uncle and Aunt have always said so. Magic isn't to be mentioned in the house, or i'll get punished. you shouldn't talk about it, you'll get in trouble." Harry stated simply as he grabbed a towel ad started drying himself off. completely uncaring that Nathaniel was there. he had no sense of shame at all. though this did give Nathaniel a chance to see the Scars. there was a circular one on his arm, looking like something sharp and round had entered him. there was a scar across his shoulder from the Dragon in the fourth task, and there was a scar on the inside of his right arm where Wormtail had drawn his blood. there where also worrying scars on the boys back, far too many long straight lines like someone had been hitting him with some sort of rod or belt buckle. something was very wrong in the world of Harry Potter.
"Nathaniel? do you know where i am supposed to live?" Harry asked suddenly, sounding frightened. "i... i don't know where i'm supposed to go..." he admitted softly. "i can't remember..." he bit his lip, looking so lost and frightened in that moment that it was hard not to take him into a hug and try to comfort him. "can i stay here with you maybe? i know how to cook, and clean, i won't be a burden, i promise." Harry pleaded, looking at Nathaniel with emerald eyes that looked almost haunted. "please?"
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This was very bad. Harry didn't remember magic at all...and yet...he seemed to remember other things quite clearly, living with his muggle relatives. Nathaniel had heard Harry had been raised totally ignorant of magic...could his mind have perhaps blocked out the last 5 years? Or maybe whatever had happened was so traumatic that it had taken on a personality Harry had during a less traumatic time. Though from what Nathaniel had heard, if Harry's pre-Hogwarts upbringing was the less traumatic experience then whatever the boy had gone through really must have been Hell. Though all the scars were an indication of that...but then some of them seemed to be older...especially the ones on his back. There hadn't been any particularly fresh wounds there....unless whoever had inflicted them had made a half-hearted attempt at healing them but ensured the scars had remained as some kind of reminder.
"Yes Harry....magic. It's real...how else do you think I could levitate you up the stairs or heal your wounds like that?" Nathaniel smiled softly, then blushed as Harry stood naked and just started shamelessly drying himself. In particular, since Nathaniel was still kneeling, Harry's crotch was now at eye level for him....and he could get a better view of the boys rather....unusual anatomy. A penis, a vagina, but no testicles....Nathaniel had never heard of anything like this before, but then again this was a world where almost anything was possible with magic. There weren't any signs of a curse, at least none that Nathaniel could pick up on, so he could only assume that this was, for Harry at least, normal. "Um...." Nathaniel was caught staring when Harry asked his next question, then quickly looked up at the other boy before scrambling to his feet as well.
"Ah, well...no...I'm afraid I don't know where you're supposed to live" That was extremely secret information after all. Harry's address was known only to his closest friends and the staff of Hogwarts. "Stay here with me? Ah, well of course you can. It'll be just the two of us, for a while at least, my parents are away and aren't sure when they'll be back, possibly not before term begins again" Nathaniel did his best to give a comforting smile, motioning Harry for the bathroom door. "Come on, you can borrow some of my clothes for now too" The last thing Harry needed was to be putting on his old clothes. They were covered in blood and dirt, and even if they had been clean they were more or less ruined anyway from holes and rips. "And once you're comfortable we can start trying to see if we can figure out what might have happened, or at least get you some of your memories back. I'm sure there must be something rattling around in that head of yours"
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Harry stared at Nathaniel for a moment, his head cocked to the side as he considered something rather intently. "Magic is real..." he muttered softly. "...it's so strange. i can remember being punished for strange things, but i can't remember by who..." he muttered, frowning. "i remember my uncle screaming at me, but i can't remember his name or his face..." so he remembered some things, traumatic things, but it was scattered and fractured. still, it was a good sign, Harry's memories would probobly come back. "Levitate, that's how you made me float, right?" he asked, his head cocked to the side. "and you use your stick to make the Magic... do i have a stick?" he asked curiously, seemingly unaware that he was being stared at. "hmm... that's ok, i don't know where i'm supposed to live, but i get this horrible sense of... of TERROR when i think about going back." he admitted, looking worried. "like something there is going to.... hurt." Harry whispered that last part, almost as if confused by the emotion. he shook his head a little and blinked at the boy and offered him a smile. "thank you."
it was easy to get him dressed at least, pulling on the borrowed clothes with ease, and the grace that only Harry Potter seamed to have. as graceful as he was in the air, why wouldn't it carry on to solid ground? he borrowed a hair brush and a hair tie, and pulled his shoulder length hair into a braid with a practiced ease that was rather startling. he followed Nathaniel into the kitchen to consider what he could remember, and Harry finally just took a Pen and Paper and started to write things down. he couldn't stay focused on one memory long enough to verbally dictate it. so he just wrote it down. 'A Flash of green light. "not Harry, please not harry... stand aside silly girl, stand aside now... not Harry!" a Flash of green light. my uncle screaming. i'm worthless, i'm bad. darkness, pain, so hungry, so hungry. my hair grew back, locked in the cupboard. a snake, so big, chasing me, a sword, pain, so much pain.' Harry paused, studying the piece of paper he had randomly scribbled his thoughts on before continuing 'Paranoia, fear, someone is out to get me, lies, he's lying to me. manipulations, He created Him, My Life is a Lie' Harry shoved the paper away so fast that it practically flew across the kitchen, and then he jerked, as if startled by his own actions and he blinked at his hands. "i don't want to remember anything anymore... i don't... i don't like what i feel when i try to remember." he stated, his tone firm, allowing no room for discussion.
"...i'll make food." Harry decided, standing up, looking rather glossy eyed as he simply helped himself to the kitchen, pulling out two pots and whatever he could find to make for dinner. hamburger and spices, tomatoes and pasta, Harry settled on making a simple Spaghetti. leaving Nathaniel to piece together the odd words on the piece of paper by himself. Harry wanted nothing more to do with it. he refused to even look at it.
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Nathaniel watched with slight bewilderment as Harry started scribbling things down, though it seemed to be the easiest way for him to express himself right now. After all, Nathaniel was a complete stranger, memories or no memories, and Harry was trying to bear his innermost thoughts here, so to simply let them spill out in a more expressive way than simply talking was probably a good step. It didn't last long though, before the paper was suddenly thrown across the kitchen, the motion making Nathaniel jump slightly, having been almost mesmerised by the way Harry had been writing non-stop, not even pausing to think. "Ah...right...alright, we can stop there then..." It was probably best not to push things too far too fast, that would only cause further trauma after all, possibly make Harry retreat even more mentally and block out further memories. Maybe that was why even the memories of his closest friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Grainger, were blocked out as well. They were related to both magic and Hogwarts after all.
Still, it was strange. Harry seemed to find his way around the kitchen almost immediately, as if it were some kind of instinct. It seemed that certain longer term memories were still intact....memories of things he had grown up with, done for years on end....maybe that was why Harry seemed to consider himself a muggle who was ignorant of magic. Or perhaps whatever had done this was linked to Hogwarts or Magic in some way, so memories associated with either had simply been blocked out completely.
Whilst Harry busied himself with cooking, Nathaniel moved over to the paper, picking it up and smoothing it out before reading it over slowly. The writing was hurried, desperate almost, as if getting the words onto paper might have got them out of his head. Not only that though, they were the writings of a nightmare, a terrifying nightmare that the dreamer had been desperate to wake up from. No wonder Harry seemed so panic if this was what was running through his head when he tried to regain his memories. Nathaniel carefully folded the paper away and tucked it into his pocket, wanting to get it out of Harry's sight in order to help him relax, before moving back to take a seat.
"You're doing very well Harry. Considering how injured you were it's remarkable that you're up and about so much so fast" Nathaniel smiled, trying to lighten the mood a little with some small talk. "I'm sure you're going to get even better over time here with me" Nathaniel was careful to try and avoid mentioning a time frame, he didn't want Harry to think he was only welcome for so long before he would be kicked out. He had also already dismissed his earlier plan, to contact the Ministry once Harry was feeling better. Maybe it was instinct, but Nathaniel just got the distinct impression that involving the Ministry would be the absolute worst thing for Harry right now.
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Harry ignored Nathaniel's comment about stopping there. he was mulish, he knew that much at least. he was stubborn, and strong, and no one could make him do anything he didn't want to ever again... he had done what others wanted his entire life, he wasn't going to do that anymore... how he knew this, he didn't know, but it made him feel... good, to set down that 'rule' for himself. "i'm used to working even though i hurt..." Harry commented before he paused, looking baffled by that statement. "...yes, that's right... i'm used to being hurt..." he muttered, shuddering a little before he resumed cooking. "i'll get better." he decided suddenly. "i'll get STRONG, and then no one can hurt me again, no matter who they are." he decided. "i'll get a stick of my own, and learn to do all sorts of powerful things, and then no one can ever make me do anything." he decided as he poured the tomatoes into the hamburger, as well as a half a dozen things from various jars and bottles. he even added butter to the spaghetti sauce while the noodles cooked and he smiled. "i like to cook." he stated suddenly. "this is nice, i like this." he admitted with a nod. "want to taste?" he asked, dipping a spoon into the sauce and holding it out to the other. one thing was for certain, Harry was a good cook, and he'd clearly been cooking for a while, considering the ease in which he was doing it. he hadn't even glanced at the jars of herbs before adding them, he just added them, and it tasted wonderfully.
"Your a wizard, right?" Harry asked suddenly as he started plating the food. "i'm one too right? i have a stick and i can make bones heal and stuff?" he asked as he set the plates on the table ad sat down, hesitating as if he wasn't sure he should be sitting there before he shrugged it off and started mixing the noodles and the sauce together so that everything was evenly distributed. "you can show me how to work the stick, right?" he asked, blinking at Nathaniel as he ate some of his food, humming happily as he started to fill his empty belly. somehow he knew this was the first thing he'd eaten in days. it was wonderfully warm and filling and delicious and he was highly pleased with himself for making it. he himself had no idea about the Ministry, not really, but Nathaniel's 'instinct' was probobly more common sense than anything else. after all, even though the ministry had no choice but to admit that the Dark Lord was back, they had spent all of last year claiming that Harry was a deranged lunatic. in fact, no one had ever apologized for that, nor had they said anything about Harry stopping the Dark Lord in the middle of the Ministry. probobly because they didn't want to admit that a group of six children had managed to break into the Ministries most secure level without any difficulty at all.
"i'm good at cooking." Harry chirped, looking very pleased with himself as he scraped his plate clean. "i'm getting more. i can't beleive how hungry i am." he admitted. granted, with the level of healing that Harry had undergone, that was probobly to be expected, so he made himself a second plate and had that swallowed down as well, humming the Hogwarts School song under his breath, seemingly unaware of what he was singing at all. "Hogwarts Hoggy Warty Hogwarts..." Harry snickered a little as he polished off the last of his meal and then blinked at Nathaniel. "you don't talk much do you Nathaniel?" Harry asked after a moment, feeling awkward about how quiet the other was.
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Nathaniel was surprised, but pleased, at Harry's determination. Well, mostly pleased anyway. It was good that he was determined, determined to get better, become stronger and not end up like this again. But the way he was talking....he was toeing a very fine line...Nathaniel would have to be careful to try and keep Harry from crossing it. Now that Harry mentioned it....what had happened to his wand? Presumably it was taken by whoever had done this to him, but then what? Maybe Harry hadn't been able to retrieve it in his escape....maybe he hadn't remembered it....or maybe whoever had done this had simply let Harry go when they were done but had kept the wand as some kind of trophy. Whatever the reason they would need to get Harry a new one....though that was somewhat easier said than done. Taking Harry to Diagon Alley was certain to draw some kind of attention, especially from anyone who might work for the ministry. Well....they'd figure that out in time, for now Nathaniel supposed that Harry could just borrow his wand.
"Sure, I'd love a taste" Nathaniel smiled and stood up, having a taste and licking his lips. It really was good....very good infact. "Well...yes, you'll be able to do almost anything with enough study and practice, though as I understand it you have a particular knack for magic such as Charms" There was also broomstick flying...but maybe it would be better to introduce that later on, in particular when Harry understood the secrecy element of magic a little more. Last thing they needed was Harry zooming into the sky on a broomstick in full view of a muggle town. "I can show you yes, I can teach you as best I can, though I can't promise I'll be the best possible teacher"
It was honestly no surprise that Harry was so hungry....it was rather obvious from looking at him earlier how starved he had been....it must've been days at least since he'd last eaten....possibly even longer. Still, one helping was more than enough for Nathaniel, so he just watched the other boy eating, even singing the Hogwarts school song....it seemed it had drifted through the mental block all by itself....intriguing...maybe other happy memories related to Hogwarts would come too, perhaps as Nathaniel tried to re-teach Harry what he had already learned. "Hm? Ah....no, I guess I don't. I don't usually have someone to talk to in all honesty, so I suppose I just don't really know what to say"
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Harry didn't seam to realize at all the way he was speaking, but after all the things that he had been put through, why wouldn't he? Harry was a special kid though, as much as he would laugh as he watched the world burn, he would shelter the masses of innocents behind him as he did it. he would willingly torture some, but would jump in front of a Killing Curse for others. he straddled that line, and with Nathaniel there to talk to, to ground him, then maybe Harry wouldn't fall off that line. fall one way, and Harry would no doubt suicide. fall off the other side, and Harry would simply kill everything and everyone without mercy or reason. "it's good?" Harry asked with a small smile. "Charms..." Harry muttered, considering that for a long moment and then. "shield spells, right? and... levitation, and...." and all the things that had kept Harry alive. protection spells, levitation charms, shields and even disarming spells. everything that made him so good at DADA was thanks to his skill at charms, and his ability to use them in ways no one had ever expected. like the time he'd used a tickling hex and then a disarming to completely wipe the floor with Malfoy. everyone had laughed after that, even the other Slytherin's.
"it's alright, the little bit i can remember... i've never had good teachers." he admitted simply. his muggle teachers had always ignored him, or outright hated him due to the rumors that the Dursley's had made up about him. "hmm..." Harry muttered as he examined Nathaniel before he nodded. "i'm going to do the dishes." Harry decided as he stood up and washed the few dishes. the leftovers where put into Tupperware and stashed in the fridge and Harry wondered why he felt such... disgust as he washed the dishes? it wasn't that bad after all, right? he looked out the window and grinned as he examined the tree out the window. he could get a stick from there easily enough. it was a Willow Tree, the same wood that Lily Evan's had used. it was rare for a male to choose a wand made out of Willow, because it was a wood that was so attuned to feminine energies. Harry wiped his hands try and then slipped outside and scaled the tree with delightful ease. he loved to be up high and he grinned as he searched the branches for a perfect stick to snap off, humming as he examined one, if he broke it off, just there...
with a Snap, the 13' piece of branch was snapped off the tree and Harry grinned as he examined it. this would be a perfect stick for making Magic. and it felt warm in his hand. he hopped out of the tree and strutted back into the house, pleased with himself again. "there, now i have a magic stick too." he stated, showing Nathaniel the piece of wood that he had collected. "now we can practice magic together." he stated happily as he examined the wood with a grin. "i always knew i wasn't like... 'Them', now i know why." he admitted, tapping his stick on the table, wondering how he was going to go about making Magic. part of him knew there where words and motions involved, but he wondered why? what was the point, he could already feel his magic rolling inside of him, eager to be used, to twist physics and change the very nature of things around him. "why are you looking at me like that?" after all, how would Harry realize that a stick pulled from a tree in someone's back yard wouldn't make for a very powerful wand? granted, Harry had been known to pull off the impossible before...
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Nathaniel was surprised that there was any food left by the time Harry was done. The way he had been eating it was like he would finish the lot and then stand up to make more. Still, it was good that he wasn't overdoing it....eatingtoomuch in that condition could only potentially make things worse after all, and result in Harry being bedridden for a few days. That was the last thing they needed when their focus should be getting him back on his feet. "That's right, shields, levitation, protection spells....all that kind of stuff. You were exceptionally gifted at those kinds of spells, moreso than almost anyone else from what I know" He grinned slightly, glad that Harry seemed to be remembering something...though it seemed that once again he was only really focusing on the negative memories...or perhaps he simply didn't remember any of his teachers from Hogwarts just yet. From what Nathaniel knew, Harry had always been somewhat close with Professor Lupin during his tenure as DADA teacher, and Professor McGonagall, whilst harsh, was fair and widely considered by most, except the Slytherins, to be an excellent teacher.
"Ah, you don't need to do the dishes, really. You cooked after all" Before Nathaniel could get up to do them himself though, Harry was already standing and washing them, though Nathaniel moved in to at least help dry them off and put them away.
As Nathaniel was putting the last dish away, he looked up and blinked as Harry practically rushed outside, like a child who had just seen Santa Claus standing there, and began to climb the tree in the yard. "Hm?" He followed the other boy outside, watching as Harry made his way up and to the branches, seemingly looking for something, until he snapped off the end of one of the branches and came back down.
"A magic stick? Ah...well, there's a little more to it than just the wood" Nathaniel smiled, withdrawing his own wand once more. "See here, there's the handle first of all, so you can grip it more easily and allow your magic to flow through it. Then besides the wood, there's the core. Each wand has a magic material inside of it you see. But still, this is a good start. If nothing else it'll get you used to holding a wand and practicing the motions to use it" He grinned softly. He doubted that any actual magic could be performed with a simple branch....but then Willow was a good magic conductor for wands. It was vaguely possible that something might work, but in all likelihood any spells produced would be somewhat weak due to the lack of a core material. "Well how about we start out with some basics hm? How to hold the wand and how to move it" Nathaniel waved for Harry to follow, heading through to the comfortable living room.
For a good while after, Nathaniel focused on practicing just the motions of handling a wand. Demonstrating to Harry how to move his hand, wrist and arm correctly in order to make a spell work perfectly. If Harry got it wrong he just smiled, trying to point him in the right direction and then letting Harry try again. After all, Harry needed to try and remember this for himself...simply giving him all the answers would achieve nothing. Just giving him enough to get started though....with some luck, his mind could start taking over and filling in the blanks for itself.
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Harry nodded a little. "yes... there was..." he paused, frowning, struggling to remember before he sighed. "nope, lost it." he grumbled. "i hate that, when the memories sort of tease me with an almost thought and then vanish when i try to grab them." he complained, sulking a little before he flushed brightly at the praise, looking at Nathan as if he had grown three more heads. clearly Harry had no idea what to do what that kind of praise. then again, Harry had never been very good with honest praise, he always flushed and ducked his head to avoid eye contact when someone said something nice about him. most of the school just thought he was shy. he happily did the dishes now that Nathaniel was helping, the disgusted feeling was swept away as soon as he realized he had help. Harry didn't really understand it, but then, he didn't understand a lot of things anymore.
he blinked as Nathaniel showed him his wand again and he frowned as he examined his stick. he didn't care that his was a little bit uglier than Nathaniel's, his magic stick would work just fine, right? he didn't have a clue what Nathan meant by 'core' so he just ignored it and let the other show him how to properly grip the wand. Harry's hand kept sliding 'out of position' as he tried to mimic Nathaniel's motions. Harry kept trying to hold it like it was a bat, instead of like it was a pen. no wonder he was so awful at transfiguration and potions. those required such a level of precision that Harry simply couldn't mimic. unlike Charms, where you normally just pointed, and willed your magic to make it work. if there was one thing Harry was good at, it was Will. unfortunately Willpower didn't seam to be enough to make the Willow stick work. no matter what Harry did, nothing worked... though he did set the tip of it on fire at one point when he got too frustrated. nearly sixteen and still having bouts of 'accidental' magic. yikes.
Harry finally got tired and tucked the Willow Stick away, deciding that he wanted to go to bed. and the poor boy did look exaughsted now that his excitement had worn off. not unexpected after the day that Harry had. maybe even days. he crawled into the guest room that Nathaniel had offered him, and was asleep in minutes. he was just as beautiful when sleeping, as he was when playing quidditch. his face was smooth and relaxed, and he didn't have that constant worry line in between his eyebrows. he slept rather peacefully until about three in the morning, when he jerked awake, trembling violently from a nightmare. he didn't scream though, if he screamed, he would be punished. he didn't want to be punished, so he had to be quiet. he slipped out of bed and padded on soft toes down to Nathaniel's room and hesitantly peeked inside before creeping across the room and hesitated before shaking Nathaniel's shoulder, wondering if he was going to be struck for interrupting the others sleep. "Nathaniel... i had a nightmare... can i sleep with you? i'm scared..." not many people would know this, but often times Neville Longbottom would let Harry share his dorm bed after a violent nightmare. not even Ron weasley knew about that habit, because both Harry and Neville got up before Ron did.
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Despite Harry taking a while to get the hang of things, Nathaniel never once got impatient, never once frowned or looked angry or disappointed. If anything, he was rather enjoying being able to actually pass on knowledge rather than just take it all in for a change. And there was something about the almost childlike innocence Harry was displaying at times, the wonder of discovering magic all over again....it was a feeling that Nathaniel sometimes wished he could experience once more himself, though he certainly wouldn't go so far as to mess around with his memories in order to experience it. Still, perhaps this was an opportunity to help Harry further, to correct some of the mistakes he had made and stuck with over time....more specifically, the way he held his wand. "Almost Harry, but here, try like this" Nathaniel reached out, gently placing his hand on Harry's and carefully moving his fingers just a little. "See....hold it like this. See how it feels more natural? Hold it like this and it feels more like a part of your body than just something you're holding"
As expected, results from simply using the branch were little to none, but the fact he could set the tip on fire showed that there wassomethinghappening there. At the very least, Harry's magic wasn't simply trapped within his body, it was getting out which was a very good sign. "Excellent! That little outburst means your body is definitely healed. Your magic is starting to flow naturally again, even overflowing a little it seems. Don't worry though, that just means you're making progress. Maybe we can figure out what happened to your original wand, or figure a way to get you another one" They'd certainly need to do something....but Diagon Alley was out....and it wasn't like Wizards had Internet shopping for wands....Nathaniel had always thought the magic community needed to get more with the times....their stubbornness and refusal to move on with technology was going to seriously endanger their secrecy someday soon.
When night came, Nathaniel just smiled and led Harry upstairs, helping him settle into the spare room and pointing out where he himself would be incase Harry needed anything. He wasn't surprised at how fast Harry fell asleep, that was probably the first time he'd been in a comfortable bed in days at the very least. Nathaniel watched him for a few moments, before slowly turning and heading to his own room, stripping down to his underwear to sleep as he always did and slipping under the covers, reading a book for a short while before drifting off.
When he was awoken with a shake Nathaniel yawned, turning his head and blinking a few times to clear his eyes. "Mmmm....? Harry?" It wasn't exactly surprising that Harry had experienced a nightmare...it was most likely memories coming to the surface....memories of whatever had inflicted this terrible injuries....the mind was a strange thing when it was asleep. "Of course you can" Nathaniel shuffled closer to the wall in order to make room in the bed for Harry. It would be a bit of a squeeze, but there was at least enough room for both of them to sleep comfortably provided they didn't mind being rather....close. "Make yourself comfortable k?"
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Harry nodded, his eyes fixed intently on Nathaniel's fingers. Harry had always been very focused, incredibly so. Severus Snape would even admit that, had admitted that in fact, to Flitwick. Severus thought that Harry might have a learning disability, which was why he did so poorly in certain subjects, it would even explain why Harry was always so antsy in school, hating to sit still for so long. it took a lot of effort, but by the end of it, Harry was in fact, holding the wand properly, though he was still having troubles with most of the finer motions. like the one where you twitched your wand in a very tiny Z before swooping up to transfigure a button into a beetle. honestly Harry wasn't sure why you would want to make a beetle anyway, they weren't very useful things, a Button was much more useful in Harry's opinion. "...so my setting things on fire is a good thing?" Harry asked, looking incredibly baffled, as if he thought Nathaniel was off his rocker. "my Magic is always doing that though." he admitted simply. "i once turned my teachers hair blue, and i made glass vanish. i disappear all the time too, go all invisible like to hide from..." here he paused, looking focused again. "nope... lost that thought too." he admitted with a sigh.
that was a bit of a surprise. most kids had a form of 'Wish' magic as children. things they wanted. like Hermione Granger had levitated books to herself when out of reach. Ron Weasley had summoned cookies from the cookie jar. Draco Malfoy had made glass shatter during a temper tantrum, some kids made hair change color, some kids accidentally transfigured parts of themselves. but no child had ever turned invisible, apparated, or completely banished glass. it was clear that Harry, despite his finesse issues, was a massive powerhouse. but then, that was probobly obvious when Harry was manipulating his magic after the major healing he had undergone. "i'm glad that i'm all better. i still ache a little, but there's no REAL pain." only Harry would view hundreds of slightly stretched, strained, and even torn muscles as a 'little Ache'. those would have to heal on Harry's magic though, he'd probobly be completely pain free by morning. "My Wand..." Harry muttered, frowning as he considered that before he shrugged a little. "haven't a clue." he admitted with a small smile. "can't we go to a store to get me a new one? or make one out of my stick? i really like it... it feels so warm in my hand..." he admitted, stroking the willow branch he had procured.
Harry looked so relieved when Nathaniel said he could share the bed. "thanks Nathaniel." he whispered as he slid into the bed. Harry was dressed in a pair of soft cotton sleep pants, but was wearing no shirt... and from the feel of it, no underwear either.he slid under the covers, snuggled up tight to Nathaniel and sighed as tension eased out of his body. "hmm, Yer warm." Harry mumbled, feeling safe and protected and content now that he wasn't alone in the darkness. "...Nathaniel? can i have a nightlight in my room tomorrow? the Dark scares me..." he admitted softly. under normal instances, Harry would have never, ever have admitted that, ever. in fact, only Neville knew that Harry was frightened of the dark. well, now Nathaniel knew too, not that Harry understood that it was a fear that most children grew out of. soon he was sleeping again, reassured by the warmth of Nathaniel sleeping next to him. in the morning, Harry proved to be a very, very clingy sleeper. he was pressed to Nathaniel, chest to chest, and he had the other boy in a death grip around the chest, as if worried Nathaniel might try to escape.
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It was an odd sensation, when Harry got into bed with him. Nathaniel wasn't used to sharing his bed with someone else, this was the first time ever as a matter of fact. Still...it did feel rather warm and comfortable. He shivered slightly from the sensation of Harry's skin against her own as the boy shuffled in close, pressing right up against Nathaniel. Was it for warmth? Comfort? Probably both. Right now Harry was vulnerable...comfort was what he needed more than anything else. "A nightlight? Of course you can. How about a magic nightlight? I can conjure up a nice ball of light that'll float around the room for you, then you can put it wherever you'd like" Nathaniel had visions of Harry playing with the ball of light like an adorable kitten....but then if it made him feel better then it would be great either way.
Nathaniel said nothing of Harry being scared of the dark. With what the boy had been through it was understandable after all. Besides, everyone had their fears, and it took someone brave to admit to them like that. All Nathaniel did was smile softly, giving Harry a gentle hug before closing his eyes to settle back down to sleep.
When he awoke the next morning, Nathaniel yawned softly, then slowly opened his eyes, raising an eyebrow at what he saw....Harry's face, veryveryclose, maybe an inch or two away. It seemed that he had turned in the night as well, now chest to chest with Harry rather than Harry on his back. Nathaniel couldn't help but blush, even their crotches were pressed right up against one another from the way Harry was holding onto him.
Still, Nathaniel didn't dare squirm, or move at all really. He didn't want Harry to wake and think he was trying to get away, even if it was only to go and make breakfast. No, instead Nathaniel just lay there, letting Harry hold him, letting them be close like this, letting Harry sleep for as long as he needed to.
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Harry smiled a little. "i'd like that." he whispered softly. "a floating light sounds perfect." he mumbled happily. honestly, Harry probobly WOULD play with the light... just not in the way that Nathaniel was imagining. he stayed asleep for a half an hour longer than Nathaniel, but blinked awake almost exactly at six and he yawned and nuzzled Nathaniel, the tip of his nose wiggling against the hollow in Nathaniel's throat in a very affectionate, almost anamalistic move. "hmmm, morning..." Harry mumbled sluggishly, wriggling against the other, clearly completely unaware of what he was doing before he rolled over, unaware of the fact that he was now sporting a very nice piece of Morning Wood. he paused and blinked down at himself, his head cocked to the side in utter befuddlement before he looked at Nathaniel with a massive flush spreading across his cheeks, making him look adorably shy. "s...sorry." he stuttered before fleeing the room. adorably embarrassed. he took his time in the bathroom, trying to get his hard on to go away without masturbating. he just couldn't bring himself to masturbate where Nathaniel might catch him doing it.
he finally came out of the bathroom, still blushing hard and he glanced at Nathaniel. "i'm really sorry. that's never happened before. i get in bed with Neville all the time and i've NEVER done that before!" then he paused and scowled. "whose Neville?" he asked, looking baffled. "and why have i spent more time in his bed then my own!?" he asked, looking rather shocked before he shook his head hard. "never mind, at least i know my memories will come back." he decided with a sigh. "i'm going to make breakfast." he decided as he headed for the fridge and started to whip together some pancakes, simply because he wanted them. he also made a couple of eggs and some bacon for them to eat as he considered who Neville was. "Nathaniel?" Harry asked suddenly, looking over at the other. "i was wondering... could i kiss you?" he asked suddenly and watched the others reaction intently. "you make my belly feel all tight and tingly." he admitted. "and i would like to make sure it's because your really cute and i like you, and not because i'm coming down with the Flu or something." only Harry could ask something like that, and still be completely unaffected by it.
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Nathaniel blushed himself when he suddenly felt something hard, and rather big, prodding into his crotch. It was painfully, probably in more ways than one for Harry, obvious what it was, though Nathaniel didn't say anything at first to try and spare Harry the embarrassment, incase he didn't realise. However it seemed he did, and was even more embarrassed about it than Nathaniel. "Ah...it's alright, really" Nathaniel smiled slightly, but Harry had run anyway, locking himself in the bathroom. With a soft sigh Nathaniel looked down at himself, his own boxes starting to tent after having an erection prodding into them....why on earth was that so arousing to him? No...he couldn't think like that....it was like taking advantage. Nathaniel just shook his head and turned to get changed, keeping his mind focused on other things instead. Fortunately, he had gotten dressed by the time Harry had come out of the bathroom, seemingly a little calmer than before.
"Ah, you don't need to apologise Harry, really" Nathaniel looked over and smiled, though the smile soon turned into a slight grin. "And hey, something good came from it all right? You seemed to get a little more of your memory back without even trying" Nathaniel assumed that Harry was referring to Neville Longbottom, another Gryffindor in their year. It was certainly an unusual way to get the memories back, but hey...whatever worked right? All that mattered was that, aside from some embarrassment, there had been no trauma or bad reactions like when Harry had tried to remember yesterday.
Nathaniel followed Harry downstairs for breakfast, watching the boy cook until he suddenly looked up and asked a rather unusual question. "Uhh....kiss me?" That was certainly unexpected. "Um....I..." Nathaniel wasn't quite sure how to react, but then....it seemed this was going to help Harry. "Well....alright then, if that's what you want" He smiled and stood up. "Though....I've never kissed someone before so....I'm not exactly experienced in this either, heh"
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Harry smiled a little, looking so embarrassed he could just die. he never noticed that Nathaniel was in the same boat as him, though he wasn't really looking either. for some reason, Harry never wondered if he was Gay, it seamed to just... be something he knew, even without his memories he knew he was gay. he also knew that he'd never told a single soul. not even that Neville person who Harry seamed to love to crawl into bed with, but didn't have any affectionate feelings for. he was a lot calmer now that he'd gotten his cock to calm down. "...i'm sure i do need to apologize." Harry grumbled. "i probobly poked you with my meat stick...." Nathaniel was probobly not supposed to hear that last comment, considering Harry was mumbling. but hear it Nathaniel would. "i got a brief glimpse i guess. i wish i knew who Neville was though... it's... unnerving to have a name, but nothing else to go with it." he admitted with a sigh as he cooked breakfast before he turned to examine Nathaniel intently, his head tilted a little. "it is what i want." Harry agreed as he set his spatula down and moved over to the other, studying Nathaniel's face intently before swallowing thickly and leaning forward.
he pressed their lips together. Harry's was soft, and warm, and moving against Nathaniel's. Harry's hummed, happy with what he was feeling at the moment and deepened the kiss, bringing his hands up to grip Nathaniel's shirt so he couldn't run away as Harry's tongue stroked the bottom lip, and slipped into Nathaniel's, as if trying to invite Nathaniel to play. he Kissed for a moment longer before he pulled away and licked his lips, considering something before he looked down and went bright red again. "dammit..." Harry had another hard on. "i'd say it's not the Flu at least." Harry muttered after a moment of glaring down at himself before he smiled sheepishly at Nathaniel. "i swear this is a new development. it's like, Chronic now." he complained, glaring at his crotch. at least it was fairly obvious, to both of them, that Harry was honestly attracted to Nathaniel, physically at the very least. "can we do some more kissing sometime?" Harry asked hopefully. "you know, like boyfriends and stuff?" he was flushing again. "that didn't come out right at all..."
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Nathaniel was nervous to say the least when he stood up and watched Harry approaching him. Was the other boy really going to kiss him? Was he really about to have his first ever kiss? He knew it wouldn't be Harrys....he knew the boy had been seeing Cho a year or two ago, and boy hadn't Cho been bragging about it at the time, though he wondered if Harry even remembered that. Well...Nathaniel wasn't about to bring it up. A memory as powerful as that was definitely something that should come back to Harry gradually by itself rather than being suddenly sprung on the boy.
Nathaniel took a deep breath as Harry stopped infront of him, studying him. He did his best to relax, not to look nervous....but that was near enough impossible. If anything, Harry was the more calm and relaxed one right now.
When he felt the other boys lips press against his own, Nathaniel couldn't help but shiver slightly, but it was a shiver of excitement, and the way he leaned into the kiss slightly more than made that clear. Then he felt Harry's tongue....pressing against his lip at first, then thrusting into his mouth, rubbing against his own tongue which couldn't help but move in response. Before Harry pulled away Nathaniel had been on the verge of letting out a slight moan....but then Harry did pull away, leaving Nathaniel almost strangely disappointed that the kiss was over so quickly. Well....at least that had meant he enjoyed it....right?
Then it seemed as though Harry had most certainly enjoyed it as well. He followed Harry's glance down, noticing the large tent in the boys crotch area. "Ehehe....well....you're not the only one...." Nathaniel nodded to himself, his own crotch in much the same condition as Harry's, the tips of their tented pants merely an inch apart. "Looks like you uh....did the same to me too....heh"
"More kissing? I...well sure!" Nathaniel blurted out before he could even think about what he had been saying, the words just....came out by themselves, not that he regretted them of course.
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Harry grinned a little as he watched the other. he was just as nervous as Nathaniel was, but for some reason the slight fear just spurned him on. made him excited, as if he was about to do something that would save lives by kissing Nathaniel. it sure felt like saving lives, his mouth against Nathaniel's, his tongue inside Nathaniel's... oh god did it feel good, and the other boy tasted divine. Harry didn't want the kiss to ever, ever end... and then he realized he'd forgotten to breath and stepped back so he could take a lungful of air without gasping. "oh good, so it wasn't just me this time." Harry stated, looking highly relieved as he studied Nathaniel's hard on with his head tilted just ever so slightly. you could practically tell Harry was wondering if it was too early in the relationship to offer to help with that. "Good! it's settled then." Harry stated smugly. "we're boyfriend and boyfriend." he stated firmly, taking the others hand in his and beaming. "i'm going to finish making breakfast." Harry chirped with a grin as he headed for the stove to finish pouring out pancakes. thankfully nothing had actually been cooking, or it would have burned to a crisp.
while Harry worked, the morning Post came, the black owl swooping in and setting the paper on the table before swooping back out. unlike all the other days though, this paper had a massive picture of Harry plastered on it.
Boy-Who-Lived is Missing!
it was recently discovered that the Boy-Who-Lived, Britain's own Chosen One, has gone missing from his home in Number Four Private Drive Surrey. Aurors where called in to investigate when neighboring Squib, Mrs. Figg, noticed that she had not seen Harry for over nine days. what the Auror's found will shock, horryfy, and disgust you.
according to the muggles, who where under the effects of Veritaserum, Harry Potter lived the first ten years of his life, in the cupboard under the stairs. the tiny room was covered in blood, and there was only a single, thin, crib mattress on the floor with a filthy blanket. once he received his Hogwarts letter, Harry was moved into a room that was previously used for his Cousin's old and broken toys. you heard me correctly, the Dursley family had four bedrooms. one for the Aunt and Uncle, one for a guest that was used once, maybe twice a year, and two for the overly spoiled, Dudley Dursley.
that's not the worst of it. the Dursley Family barely fed our Boy Hero. Little Harry Potter had to do an enormous list of chores before he was allowed to eat, a list that a full grown magical parent would be hard pressed to complete on time, let alone a child with no magical means. from the age of six, Harry Potter was cooking every meal, cleaning every room in the house, painting the shed, mowing the lawn, and even weeding the garden. even after he started to attend Hogwarts, Harry was expected to 'pull his weight'.
worse than that, the fat muggle, Vernon Dursley, took to beating Harry Potter at the tender age of four years old. starting with a belt, Vernon Dursley would lay bloody strips across the toddlers back. Belt gave way to fire poker, which gave way to fists and anything laying around the house, including soda bottles, brooms, and wooden spoons. according to the reports, the Dursley's have broken almost every single bone in Harry Potter's body at one point or another. our only question is, how did the Hogwarts Healer notice the bone deformations and malnutrition? for that matter, Whose bright idea was it to leave the Savior of the Wizarding world with Magic hating muggles?!
when asked where Harry Potter was, the muggles could give no definite answer. Vernon Dursley apparently snapped after he caught Harry Potter trying to smuggle his Owl Hedwig out of the house so she wouldn't starve to death. Vernon Dursley chased his Nephew out of the house using a Gun, and then proceeded to do the most Vile thing ever imaginable. he piled Mister Potter's things up in the back yard, and began to burn them. Mister Potters Trunk, clothing, school supplies, and even his wand where reduced to nothing but ash. even the Phoenix Feather core was not left unscathed. worse yet, Mister Potters precious owl, was tied up, and tossed into the flames as well. leaving nothing of her behind.
according to Best freinds Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, they where able to collect two things from the house, a special cloak that belonged to James Potter, and an emotionally valuable Photo album of Mister Potters parents and freinds.
The Ministry urges everyone to please be on the lookout for Harry Potter. and if found to alert them immidiatly so they can give him the help he needs to face his destiny and Vanquish He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.'
well wasn't that just sick and twisted!? no wonder Harry was so small, and frightened of the dark, and so chronically shy in school. and it was pretty obvious that Nathaniel's instincts on not turning Harry in to the ministry where spot on. those bastards clearly wanted to make Harry a pawn and a poster boy.
"Nathaniel, are you alright? you look all pale and sick... i didn't give you the Flu or something did i? Nathaniel? what's wrong?"
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"Ah...right..." Nathaniel smiled, then blinked. Wait....boyfriend and boyfriend? How had that suddenly happened? Well...it's not like he was strictly opposed to the idea...just...surprised. Less than 24 hours ago Harry had been a blank slate after all, no real memories to speak of at all, and even now his head was a jumbled mess of fragmented half-memories. Well....maybe this would just help things along as a happy side effect.
When the paper landed on the table infront of him, Nathaniel picked it up, then had to hold back a gasp when he saw the picture and the first part of the article. It was no surprise that Harry being missing had been reported....9 days...so that was how long he had been gone for....but what had been going on in those 9 days? The more Nathaniel read, the whiter his face became, the greater the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach became....how could someone be capable of such...such cruelty? These muggles...they'd have been right at home with the Dark Lord....these kinds of extreme practices were the kind of sick torture he enjoyed right?
Though what made this worse....the fact that these were Harry'sfamily....how could they treat someone related to them like this? How could anyone treat anybody like this? It was sickening....
Still....the Ministry were looking for him...though from the sounds of it not so they could help him recover. No....no informing them of Harry being here was the worst thing right now surely. That most certainly couldn't be allowed to happen. No....Harry needed time to recover, to get a hold of himself.
"Hm? Ah!" Nathaniel quickly lowered the paper when Harry spoke up, tucking it away under the table. "N-no...I'm fine...just...hungry...that's all" He grinned as best he could, then licked his lips. "Breakfast smells really great! How about we eat and then we can get to some more practice hm?"
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Harry grinned at Nathaniel's affirmation and agreement to being boyfriends. good. he hummed as he worked, flipping pancakes and cracking eggs. he didn't take any note of the owl, nor of the paper that was suddenly there, focused entirely on his happy thoughts and making breakfast. he was unaware of the sick reporting of the paper that was making Nathaniel so pale, and he wouldn't have cared to read it even if he did. he was very worried when the other went all pale like that though, Harry didn't give a single lick about the random people of the world, or even himself, but he cared a lot for Nathaniel, so Harry would do everything he could to make Nathaniel feel better. "here, you'd better eat then before you pass out or something!" Harry demanded, setting a stack of Pancakes, sausage, and three eggs in front of Nathaniel before making his own food. "Do you want some toast?" Harry asked Nathaniel as he took the whistling teakettle off the stove. despite having no memories, Harry knew that a proper Britain had tea with every meal.
he settled in to eat himself once the toast was done and polished off more food than should have been humanly possible. thankfully, now that his magic was working properly, instead of struggling to heal deadly injuries, he wouldn't have to worry about becoming sick from over eating. in fact now that he was fully healed, the more he ate, the faster he would recover, and not just physically, but magically as well. a Wizard would always eat more than their muggle counterparts, because making Magic took a lot of energy. made a person wonder how Harry could be the powerhouse he was, when he was starved and beaten most of his life. Harry wasn't the first person to be put into such circumstances however, and leading theory was that these special, highly abused witches and wizards, gathered 'loose' magic from their surroundings. it was never proven, or even really looked into, because almost all magical's who underwent such horrible lives, turned out to be as psychotic as Tom Marvlo Riddle did. honestly, the Wizarding world was VERY lucky that Harry had a morality that was as strong as it was. or at least that he hated Voldemort more than he hated the rest of the world. "Nathaniel? i was thinking... if we can't go to that one Wand store... can't we go to another? surely there has to be more stores, otherwise all the Bad Guys wouldn't have Wands, right?" he asked, blinking at the other boy. "after all, criminal's have their wands snapped, right? so that means that they would have to get new wands from somewhere else."
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"Toast? Ah...yes please..." Nathaniel smiled slightly, then slowly started to eat. If he ate fast then it would only make him sick after what he had read, but if he didn't eat at all it would just make Harry suspicious...he couldn't allow that, he had to protect the boy from what was in that article, for now at least anyway. As he ate, Nathaniel did begin to feel a little better, especially when he sipped on his tea....tea always had a relaxing effect on him, though even it was struggling with this news. He couldn't stop going over it in his mind....the fact that people were capable of such cruelty...it was inhuman. He wondered what kind of punishment there would be....Muggles hadn't been punished by wizards in centuries...but surely there was going to be an exception made here. What they had done just....simple imprisonment wouldn't be right.
By the time Harry asked about another wand shop, Nathaniel had almost finished his breakfast, glancing up when Harry asked the question, raising a very good point. There had to be a black market for wands out there....though Nathaniel would be rather dubious of their quality. Then again if it was hardened criminals buying these things then maybe the quality was pretty good...after all, if the wand turned out to be useless then they'd have no problem going back to whoever sold it to them and making them suffer. "Well....I suppose you're right, there must be somewhere else to get one....though I really have no idea where. Everyone knows the rumours about black markets but I'd have no idea where to start looking for it. I doubt they'd have a store in Diagon Alley after all...it would need to be somewhere quiet, somewhere not suspicious...."
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Harry nodded and made some perfectly nice toast and settled down to eat as well, smiling a little as he ate. he wasn't sure why, but being able to eat his fill was... new. he wasn't sure why he had that thought. though even at Hogwarts, he hadn't really gotten enough to eat, he just couldn't eat fast enough, like Ronald Weasley. it was disgusting really. instead, Harry packed snacks to eat in-between classes that he got from the Elves. he studied Nathaniel for a moment, recognizing the mental strain, though uncertain about what had caused it. he couldn't do anything about it though, except distract the other. "...honestly, Wizards have no common sense." Harry muttered, rolling his eyes. that was usually very true, even the older muggleborns seamed to lose that 'common sense' for 'i'm a sheep'. "tell me Nathaniel. what creature do Wizards deal with every day, they know everything because all our world currency goes through them. they are small, grouchy, and control the world, including the criminals, and the shopkeepers, hmm?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow at Nathaniel. he himself couldn't remember their names. but he remembered that he was their freind.
he'd connected with the Goblin's during his Third year. he went to the bank every morning, and every afternoon for money lessons. in the end, Harry put about fifteen thousand Gallons into buying stocks, bonds, houses and other such items for prophet. if one really thought about it, Harry was richer, politically more powerful, socially more powerful, and buisness-wise more powerful than Lucius Malfoy was. Harry just didn't know it. he'd been left mostly ignorant all of his life after all. shoved into a Mold and MADE to fit, Harry had never used the side of himself that Nathaniel was now seeing. most people would claim that Harry was going Dark, or turning into a slytherin. but honestly, it had always been there, just hidden. Harry had always been a bit dark, he'd just been afraid of it. now that he couldn't remember the people who had forced him into that Mold, he was himself for the first time in his life.
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"Oh that's very true....no common sense at all" Nathaniel chuckled at how quickly Harry had come to that realisation. Even without his memories, it seemed fairly obvious that common sense was one of the furthest things from the minds of most wizards and witches. "Hm? The creatures? Currency? Oh! You mean Goblins, like the ones at Gringotts Bank" He nodded quickly, that was a good idea actually....if anyone would know of the locations of a black market trade in wands it would be a Goblin. Where money was changing hands, there was always a Goblin nearby. Though getting to one would be difficult....and getting one to talk even moreso. Bribery was always an option, it would likely work with the type of Goblin who would point you in the direction of a Wand Black market....but where to find such a Goblin....
"Hm....The bank itself is out....getting there would be problematic...and besides, the Goblins that work there wouldn't have the information we need..." Once again Nathaniel found himself wishing there was some kind of Wizard equivalent of the internet....somewhere he could just search around for a bit and find whatever he wanted, or just mail order a legitimate wand. "Well....let's have a look at some of my textbooks. Maybe if we can find the kinds of places that Goblins like to hang out when they're not working, it'll give us something to go on hm? It's probably as good a place as any to start right?"
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Harry smirked a little as he watched Nathaniel. it was fairly obvious that Harry was a lot more street smart than the average person, muggle or wizard. he nodded and snapped his fingers. "Goblin's! yes the Goblins. they are very helpful." he stated with a smile. which was an odd statement, Goblin's usually went out of their way to screw Wizards over. as well as be as annoying and rude as possible. "...oh for goodness sake Nathaniel." Harry complained, sighing a little. "you don't have to GO to the bank, write them a letter!" he stated with a roll of his eyes. "Wizards can write letters, yes? explain the situation to them, and include a sizable tip so they'll keep their traps shut." he stated simply, looking amused. "how do wizards function?" he asked, looking close to laughing. "no wonder the bad guys are winning. they at least have sense." he muttered, shaking his head as he served them both some more tea. "i would like to look at your old textbooks though." he admitted looking excited about learning. "do you have any wizarding books that aren't school related? like Law books, or etiquette, or specialty magics?" he asked curiously. "it will probobly take a few days for our letter to get there, so we will probobly have a bit of a wait." Harry was thinking of Muggle Mail of course. he probobly recognized that his own Owl was dead, and so had repressed the memories of them deeper than others.
"...hey Nathaniel?" Harry asked suddenly, his head tilted. "...can motorcycles fly?" he asked, looking at the other. "it was from one of those strange dreams i had last night... a huge man on a flying motorcycle..." he mumbled. "and kids flying on brooms, being attacked by cannonballs..." he muttered, shaking his head. "which is just... ridiculous of course... who would shoot cannonballs at kids?" he asked, baffled as he perused the bookshelf, pulling out a book on charms and settled down to read while Nathaniel worked on the letter to the Goblins. "you know, it's kind of surprising." Harry commented suddenly. "Wizards have a spell for almost anything. and what they don't have a spell for, they have a potion for... don't they ever do anything for themselves?" he asked, looking up at Nathan. "what do they do if they lose their wand, or it get's broken? just... sit their in filth until they get a new one?"
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"Well we can write them a letter I guess....though we need to word it carefully. There are rumours of Owls being intercepted by both the Ministry and the Death Eaters...." Nathaniel shook his head softly. There had been a time when Owls had been the best and most secure way to send any kind of information, but now that ways had been found to alter the memories of even them, mail interception was rumoured to be rife even during times of peace. In some ways it seemed both Wizards and Muggles were more alike than the realised.
"Hm....it's a good question really. I've seen so many wizards and witches totally lost without magic....Muggle borns like me usually aren't so bad, though some just get lost in magical ways and seemingly forget there's another way of doing things. It is rather strange...." He couldn't help but laugh softly, glad to be feeling better after reading that article, then looked back up at Harry. "Well....I'm afraid all I really have are Textbooks, I don't really have any law books or anything like that....though maybe the History of Magic textbooks will have something relating to that kind of thing. Most of it though is just the kind of stuff you....pick up along the way so to speak"
Nathaniel was just finishing his tea when Harry asked about motorcycles, though oddly it didn't seem to strike Nathaniel as a strange question, not even slightly. "Well some of them can yes. With the right spells any Muggle vehicle could be made to fly. Motorcycles aren't really a popular choice, they aren't exactly warm when you're up in the air after all, plus they're noisy too, so you might as well just use a broom. Cars are more well known for it really. More comfortable, you can put the heater on, listen to music....though they aren't hugely common. Can't have Muggles seeing cars flying about all over the place now can we?" He smiled, going to get some parchment to sit and begin writing the letter, being very careful to word it, trying to make it seem like he was doing a journalistic report on the problem of the Black Market Wand trade rather than looking to buy one himself.
"Unfortunately a lot of wizards are rather arrogant or lazy....they think magic is there to serve them rather than be something to be used to help make the world a better place. Quite often if they lose their wands....well they just go and get another one, either legally or through....less legal methods"
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Harry blinked, looking startled. "you use owls to deliver your mail?" he asked, stunned before shock fluttered through his eyes. "oh dear..." he muttered, frowning a little. "it's never good to have people intercepting mail..." he muttered softly. "very bad... what's a Death Eater?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow. "that's a pretty crappy name. are they like, military or something?" he asked, looking entirely too baffled. "maybe we shouldn't send a letter, if it's really intercepted... it could be a lot of trouble." he muttered, worrying his lip a little before he sighed a little. "people are too dependent on wands." he grumbled, looking down at his Willow stick, his head tilted. "when i did magic as a kid, i never needed a wand..." he mumbled. "so why do i need one now?" he wondered, considering that. "i suppose it's like electricity. people are so used to it, that we tend to be completely lost when it goes out." he admitted with a shrug of his shoulder. "and that's a bit stupid. how are Muggleborns supposed to function in the wizarding world, if no one shows us?" he complained. "if wizards where suddenly pulled into the muggle world, i bet we'd have all kinds of books and stuff for them... like when a kid moves to a new country." he shook his head. "and where does the word Muggle come from anyway? it sounds really rude, you know?"
"hmm... so i guess i could have ridden on a flying motorcycle as a child." he mused with a small smile. "a flying car... i've ridden in a flying car before." he admitted with a grin. "twice. they used the car to pull the bars off my window and...." here he caused and scowled a little. "...why did i have bars on my window?" he wondered, his head cocked before his eyes widened in horror and he turned to Nathaniel. "Am i a criminal!?" he demanded, shocked beyond belief before he scoffed. "Magic, is not some sort of... thing!" he complained. "she is a living thing, she helps us because she wants to, not because we own her! stupid Wizards, no wonder their so called 'pureblood' is dying and failing." he scoffed with a sniff. "Magic does, as Magic wants, nothing more, and nothing less, and they are fools to think otherwise." he stated simply before moving over to the other and bending down to kiss the other intently before moving to do the dishes, humming happily. not even doing the dishes could dampen his happy mood after getting to kiss Nathaniel anytime he wanted.
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So Harry had forgotten about the use of Owls....he had to wonder if that was down to his own Owl being killed as the newspaper article had said. Harry had seemed to block out many other traumatic memories, so witnessing something like that it was no surprise that he would simply block out all memories related to Hedwig. "Oh I think it should be alright. Even if it gets intercepted, it'll just look like I'm any other student writing up a report for the School Newspaper that we circulate around Ravenclaw" Nathaniel looked up and grinned slightly. He had been very careful with how he worded the letter, giving just enough to tempt a Goblin, but be of little interest to a Witch or Wizard. Moreso he hadn't mentioned Harry at all....no....Harry had to be his secret for the time being, until the boy had fully regained his memory and could decide for himself what he wanted to do.
"Well....it's true that a lot of children can do some magic without a wand, but the problem is that without a wand it's uncontrollable. I'm going to guess you didn't use magic on purpose, it just kind of....happened, right? The wand is the only thing that can focus the magical energy, otherwise your spells would be all over the place, and any direct magic you were trying to target at a single person or object would just be spread out all over the place"
Nathaniel had heard of Harry's little mis-adventure with the flying car, it had made the Daily Prophet after all. "Hm? Bars on your window? I'm not sure...." Ok, that wasn't entirely true. Nathaniel had read that article after all, but giving away that....it would be too much for Harry to bear right now. His mind was in a very delicate position after all. "A criminal? Oh no, of course not. Sometimes bars are on windows to protect people too rather than just keep them in, maybe that was it?" Ok, so he knew that wasn't the case here, but if it gave Harry some hope....
He was rather surprised when Harry started talking of Magic as a living thing, like some kind of conscious entity. It was a theory Nathaniel had heard before, but only in History of Magic textbooks. It was a very old theory long since dismissed as nonsense by most, though there was no proof one way or another. It had likely just been dismissed in order to make Witches and Wizards feel better about themselves.
When Harry walked over and suddenly kissed him, Nathaniel couldn't help shivering, leaning up into the kiss and trying to return it, suddenly desperate to get a taste of Harry's tongue. He felt a rather noticeable tent forming immediately between his legs, the erection coming on almost painfully fast. When the kiss ended he couldn't help but make an adorable "Nyaa...." noise, then watch as Harry returned to the dishes and hummed, Nathaniel's eyes slowly looking the other boy up and down.
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Harry nodded, looking a little hesitant as he examined the parchment before he grabbed the pen and made a single drawing of a Lily on the bottom of the page. he gave no explanation, he didn't even seam to understand it himself. as if it was a habit he hadn't been able to shake, even without a memory. "Ravens claws?" he finally asked, looking a bit baffled. "why do you have raven claws? is it for a potion?" he asked curiously before pondering that. "i did controlled Wandless magic." he admitted suddenly. "i made my wand light up when i couldn't find it. and then i made it fly into my hand." he admitted with a nod. "there must be people who can do magic without wands. what did people do before Wands? maybe we just got fat and lazy?" he wondered as he moved about, entertaining himself. "maybe we're just not trying the right way or something?" he wondered, picking out his Willow stick and giving it a few flicks, looking very, very interested all of a sudden. "hmmm..." he muttered before looking up at the other.
"oh, i was being protected you think?" he asked curiously. "i'm glad i'm not a criminal, i hate being all cooped up." he admitted simply before frowning as he looked at the other. "what do i need protecting from?" sometimes, Harry was just too curious for his own good. he grinned at Nathaniel's baffled look as he talked about Magic. something told him that most people couldn't 'communicate', for lack of a better word, with their inner core. Harry could always feel the magic churning in his body, it had a mind of it's own, of a sort. it had a personality, and it usually had more of an idea on what to do than Harry did when working a spell. Nathaniel did look oh so adorable though, so Harry just HAD to kiss him before leaving him to his fate. raging hormones and a rather nice tent. Harry wondered if he'd always been a tease or if this was a new development? he didn't care, he was going to do what he wanted to. he finished the dishes and flashed the other a smirk and wiggled his rear at the other. "i'm going to go upstairs and masturbate, wanna come with?" well one thing was for sure, Harry had always been a direct, and blunt little bastard.
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"Ah, not Ravens Claws, Ravenclaw, it's the name of one of the houses at Hogwarts, like a group of students. There are four altogether....but I wont say what the others are. I think it would be good for you to try and recall them yourself in your own time" Nathaniel smiled, hoping that perhaps just Ravenclaw would be enough to start triggering some memories of Hogwarts and his time there. Sure things had been perilous, but Harry had always looked like he was having fun in the process. "Controlled wandless magic hm? Well....maybe that'll come back to you with your memories" Nathaniel smiled softly, listening to Harry almost ramble through the various thoughts running through his head. Maybe he had forgotten he could think to himself....or maybe he just liked verbalising his thoughts....it was kinda cute actually.
As Harry wriggled his rear, Nathaniel found himself staring, like it was hypnotic. He was so confused....he'd never felt this way about a man before....ok, neither a woman either, but he'd been attracted to women before but never a boy. But Harry....there was something different. Now that he was up close there was something...alluring. But Harry had never had this effect on anyone before, not that Nathaniel knew of anyway....could it be something to do with what happened? Or maybe this was something Harry had unwittingly held back all this time but now it was....'unleashed' for lack of a better word. Well...it didn't matter either way.
What Harry said next though....Nathaniel very nearly fell from his chair, his glasses certainly falling to an angle when he caught himself. "I...you...." Harry was....blunt....very very blunt. "I uh....that is....I...um..." That offer only made Nathaniel's erection even more painfully hard....and no way it was simply going to 'go away' like last time. "W-well...um....s-sure...why not?" Nathaniel laughed nervously, slowly standing up, the tent in his pants plainly obvious even from across the room. He'd never masturbated with someone else before but....well....it sure sounded....alluring. Without even thinking, Nathaniel found himself moving towards Harry so they could head upstairs to his bedroom, his heart pounding in his chest.
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Harry considered that for a moment and then. "Ravenclaw is for the smart... but they really aren't that smart." he commented simply. "answers cannot always be found in books..." he muttered, sounding slightly confused, as if he wasn't sure why he had said that. "most answers can't be found in books..." he admitted with a shake of his head. "it would be pretty cool if i could do wandless magic." Harry admitted, looking excited again. honestly, the reason he spoke aloud was simple, as a child he'd had no one else to talk to, so he vocalized his thoughts and talked to himself. had the trend continued, he would probobly have developed severe, and untreatable mental issues. going to Hogwarts had been a severe shock to Harry, but it had been what he needed. the sudden immersion of people paying attention to him, talking to him, looking at him, acknowledging him... it might have given him several new issues, but it saved him from completely losing his mind.
he grinned at the other, his head tilted a little. he knew he was blunt, he liked being blunt, and the massive blush spreading across the others face was just as amusing. "good." Harry stated with a grin as he took Nathaniel's hand and led him up the stairs, sat the other down on the bed and started working on the pants buttons. "i'll masturbate you, and then you can masturbate me after." he decided. Harry had always been decisive too, a natural leader. which had been proven with the DA. Harry always knew what he wanted, and how to get it, but many things he 'wanted' he hid away so that no one would know. conforming to what people wanted of him. now there was no one but himself, and he was about to get something he wanted. he slowly, carefully pulled Nathaniel out of his pants and gave it a few, slow strokes, grinning a little. "it's a bit bigger than i thought it was going to be." he admitted, licking his lips. "i do beleive you're bigger than me." he admitted with a snicker as he leaned forward, brushing his lips along the rigid length. Harry was being a god damn tease again! and from the wicked glittering in the boys eyes, he was loving every single bit of it.
he giggled, the sound entirely too feminine considering the wicked expression on Harry's face as he slowly slipped his tongue out, and stroked the very head of Nathaniel's cock, tasting the little glob of Pre-cum there with a contemplative expression before he began to lick his way down, tasting salty flesh. he nuzzled his nose in-between Nathaniel's balls and smirked, well aware of what he was doing to the boy on the bed. and Harry had no intention of stopping. it was too much fun, to make someone come completely undone with just a few licks and a nuzzle. he stroked and licked and teased for a moment longer before his mouth wrapped around the head of Nathaniel's cock and sucked it in, moving lower and lower until he choked himself, tugging back and taking a breath before trying again. determined to fit every inch of Nathaniel's cock down his throat... now it was a timing game, would Nathaniel cum, or would Harry succeed in his goal? Harry couldn't wait to find out who was more stubborn.
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Nathaniel couldn't help feel his pride being wounded ever so slightly when Harry determined that Ravenclaw students weren't all that smart...it was a little matter of house pride more than anything. Still, he'd get over it....and prove to Harry that it wasn't true to every Ravenclaw. After all, Nathaniel certainly considered himself to be rather intelligent....most of the time anyway. Hey, he was only human...he could make mistakes too right?
As they got upstairs, Nathaniel's heart was beating so quickly that he thought it was going to rip out of his chest. He could still hardly believe what they were about to do....what was about to happen to him. He was in a daze as Harry started working on his pants, blinking when the other boy spoke. "Ah...r-right...." He nodded in agreement, shivering as his pants were pulled away, allowing Nathaniel's quite sizeable erection to spring free, long, thick and twitching with anticipation, a set of large, heavy balls hanging at the base. "I um...ok...." Nathaniel wasn't sure how to begin, though he couldn't help feeling rather proud when Harry commented on the size....then again, Harry did make up for size with the fact he had more than just his cock down there....
"AH!" Nathaniel jumped when he felt the first touch against his sensitive cock, falling back onto the bed, shivering. Then he felt something hot and wet against the tip, causing him to cry out loudly, his cock throbbing and dripping out pre-cum that was quickly licked away. "H-Harry..." Nathaniel's voice made it clear how much pleasure he was feeling, the boy neither attempting nor able to hide it. "I...I thought....I thought...." He couldn't finish that sentence when Harry's mouth wrapped around his cock and began to descend down the shaft. He had thought they were simply going to masturbate, use their hands....this...this was so much more than Nathaniel could ever have dreamed of. He gurgled as Harry took more of his cock, then suddenly pulled back, leaving him panting for a moment, then gasping when he felt that heat and wetness moving down again. "O-oh god....oh god Harry! S-so good!" He felt his orgasm approaching rapidly....it took less than a minute of that mouth before Nathaniel just gurgled, his cock throbbing and twitching before erupting with his hot, thick cum.
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Harry was highly pleased with himself of course as Nathaniel stuttered and flushed and blushed and stammered. it was so cute! and empowering to have someone under his power. he knew that Nathaniel would probobly be completely loyal to him, and only to him... why that was important, Harry didn't know, but it was, and it filled him with a glee because it meant that Nathaniel was his, and only his. why that mattered he also didn't know... but it did. Nathaniel was his, and he would make sure it stayed that way by any means necessary. he had to chuckle at Nathaniel's shocked cry, and the way he flopped back as if every last muscle had given out, and he grinned as he licked and stroked and teased. "don't think. just feel." Harry ordered softly before going down, sucking and stroking and working the flesh with a delighted expression on his face. Harry was clearly enjoying himself. very much so. he grinned as Nathaniel started to cry out to God and cried his name and twisted and writhed. Nathaniel came before Harry could get in any proper practice, but Harry did manage to swallow every hot spurt of cum that the other offered. it just happened naturally... not that Harry was much of a virgin. sure he'd never been penetrated, but he'd given plenty of blowjobs while at school.
"and how was that?" Harry asked with a grin as he laid his head on the others thigh, looking lazy, and highly smug. "your so cute when you come undone, crying out my name like that." he purred, licking his lips. "your mine now, you know..." he muttered, nuzzling the other. "i made you mine, and i'll be yours." he promised, kissing the others knee before hopping to his feet with a grin. "i highly enjoyed that." he admitted before he sulked at the other. "you came before i could get all of you down my throat, that's just not fair." he complained, sulking. "you'll have to let me practice tons more so i can give you a proper deep-throating!" he demanded, looking almost like a petulant child. harry was entirely too baffling, one second talking like a dark lord in the making, and the next second acting like a spoiled brat. was it just his personality trying to settle without the guide of memories, or was it something else? "my turn!" Harry ordered with a grin as he shed his pants and hopped onto the bed. "you don't have to use your mouth." he promised. "i think it squicks most people out. you can use your hands." he promised with an impish grin.
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It took Nathaniel a few moments to come down from the high of his orgasm, panting heavily as he collapsed onto the bed, struggling to catch his breath. He'd never felt something so incredible...never thought hecouldfeel something so incredible....and yet it was also so simple. In the back of his mind he wondered if Harry had done this before....he seemed so practiced...then again maybe it was just a natural talent. Either way, Harry certainly hadn't taken a cock as large as Nathaniel's it seemed, or at least never seriously tried to, not if he needed 'practice' at doing so....and giving Harry the opportunity to practice that skill was something Nathaniel was only all too happy to do.
"H-how was....it...it was....incredible..." Nathaniel was still somewhat struggling to speak, but he was finding the breath to do it at least. He couldn't help blushing as Harry called him cute and described what he had been doing...then couldn't help but nod as Harry declared him his. In that moment, Nathaniel would have probably agreed to almost anything Harry might have said...and being 'claimed' like that by Harry....well....he strangely found himself having no problem with that...especially when Harry gave the reverse as well, giving himself to Nathaniel....and to think...they'd barely met a day ago.
He smiled when Harry almost threw a tantrum, then blushed as Harry once again spoke rather bluntly and lewdly about what he wanted to practice, though Nathaniel nodded all the same. "S-sure...you can practice that anytime you want Harry...." Nathaniel licked his lips at the thought, then blinked as Harry jumped up, declaring it his turn and stripping his lower half before sitting down. "Ah...right..." Nathaniel slowly moved so he was positioned between Harry's legs, staring up....staring at Harry's erection....and at the unmistakable slit at the base. He wondered....could or would Harry cum? He had no balls after all....but then maybe they were internal or something....Harry's internal layout had felt rather unusual when Nathaniel had been healing him after all.
After hesitating for a few more moments, Nathaniel slowly moved up, reaching out with his hands. One of them gently, carefully, curiously wrapped around the shaft of Harry's cock. He didn't stroke it right away, merely held it, savouring the first feel of another person in his hands like this, letting the heat emanating from it flow into his hand. It was nearly 30 seconds later before the hand began to move, ever so slowly beginning to stroke Harry's hardness, moving all the way to the top of the shaft, thumb flicking out over the tip, before starting to slide back down again, bringing Harry's pre-cum with it.
The other hand moved to Harry's pussy, stroking the outside gently at first, just rubbing up and down, before a single finger began to slowly push against it, attempting to gently penetrate, but ready to pull away if needs be.
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he grinned as he watched the other relaxing from the orgasm, he simply loved how wasted the other looked, how helpless and innocently debouched the other looked. how could he not want to claim the adorable little stutter, and the gasping words, and the way Nathaniel's nose wrinkled when he was entirely too focused on something in his books. how could Harry not claim this wonderful man? it was almost Primal, the need to have Nathaniel. as a master, as a slave, as an equal, harry didn't care so long as he had Nathaniel. it seamed Nathaniel didn't mind either. Nathaniel was also right on both counts. Harry was practiced, but he'd never really been bothered about making the other person feel good. it was simply an exchange of sorts. Harry gave a blowjob, the other guy came, and Harry got something in return. not sex though, never sex, no one had ever seen Harry Naked, not even the Weasley's. only Petunia Dursley knew about Harry's... oddity. Sirius had known too of course, he was dead know though. even Remus didn't know.
Nathaniel was also right, like most hermaphrodite, as rare as they where, Harry had internal balls, tucked up inside along with his ovaries and womb. unlike a muggle though, both of Harry's parts functioned perfectly. no muggle would ever have a fully functioning Futa, but Wizards did on occasion. it was one in a thousand or less chance to be born the way Harry was. you had more of a chance of being hit by a plane than you did of being born like Harry. said boy gasped as a hand finally wrapped around his cock and he arched into the warm touch, shuddering and shivering as he bit his lip. "oh my god, it feels so much better when someone else does it." he moaned, thrusting his hips lazily since Nathaniel seamed to be in a bit of shock. that was alright, he'd recover soon enough. "f..fuck! Nathaniel!" he moaned once the other started to stroke and he wriggled on the bed, flopping back and feeling like a puppet whose had all his strings cut off.
"yes! yes..." he moaned as he felt the finger stroking him in that wonderful other place, spreading his legs wider and inviting him in. it was almost surreal how Harry could go from domination, to submission just like a switch had been flicked. "oh god, oh god... oh god don't stop. please. don't stop." Harry mewled, wriggling and wiggling and clenching around the finger inside of him, his cock pulsing. it didn't take long, not long at all before Harry was cumming, and cumming hard, spilling long ropes of cum even as his cunt clenched furiously around the finger. "g...gods... gods... gods... feels... so good!" he gasped, rocking his hips lazily, emptying his balls, internal though they where. "hnn... my muscles are all noodly..." he admitted softly with a very sated grin. "that was the best orgasm i've ever had."
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Nathaniel was surprised at how much Harry reacted from just the simple touch. For a second he thought he had done something to harm the boy, but it was quickly made clear that this was only pleasure. He couldn't help but smile, feeling an odd pride in himself for making Harry gasp and moan like that. When Harry started thrusting his hips, Nathaniel felt a slight meanness rise inside of him, raising his body up a little so his arm would rest on Harry's waist, pinning the boy down on the bed so he couldn't thrust. This was revenge for teasing him so much....making Harry get the pleasure he wanted, but only on Nathaniel's terms now.
Nathaniel took his time with his strokes, making each one last as long as he possibly could. Both to maximise Harry's pleasure....and to spend longer holding onto Harry's cock like this. His finger slowly slipped deeper into the others boys pussy, wriggling around slightly, pressing harder against the spots that seemed to get the best reaction. God Harry's moans were like a drug....the more he heard them the more he wanted to hear even more....he was beginning to get addicted to this noise.
As Harry was getting close, Nathaniel couldn't help but start moving his hands a little faster, pumping Harry's cock a little faster and harder, pumping his finger in his pussy a little faster, until he heard that final moan, watching in delight as Harry came all over himself. Nathaniel was too nervous to try and catch it in his mouth, instead just letting Harry make a mess over himself, continuing to pump the boys cock until he was done.
"Wow....you sure came a lot Harry...." Nathaniel grinned slightly, releasing the boys cock and slowly withdrawing his finger from his pussy. "I'm really glad you enjoyed that....I sure did too" Nathaniel's own cock had become rock hard once again, the excitement of getting the other boy off just too much.
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Harry whined as he felt his hips being pinned down and it was like a switch had been flicked, one minute dominant and possessive, and now meek, submissive, and wanton. "please, god please, more." he whimpered, writhing on the bed, wanting to arch and thrust, panting and gasping and begging like the little slut that he was. he panted once he finally came, his eyes closed as he luxuriated in the feeling of pleasure coming to a crux, shivering a little as he opened his eyes and smiled a little at Nathaniel, looking childish and innocent again, licking his lips. "sorry, i must have made a mess. maybe i aught to lick it clean?" he asked, his eyes glimmering with amusement, wondering how the other would take that suggestion. "i don't think i've ever had anything in here before..." he admitted, stroking his own cunt with a shudder. "it felt so good..." he muttered before slowly sitting up and laughing as he realized the other was hard again. "so excited again already? i'm flattered!" he admitted, studying it intently before he pounced on it and resumed his 'practice' from earlier. once he'd made the other cum, again... this time succeeding in getting Nathaniel balls deep into his throat, Harry decided he wanted to take a nap.
so he did, right then and there, naked as the day he was born he sprawled out on Nathaniel's bed and went to sleep, looking cute and adorable as he did it. Harry was a goofy kid really... but that darker personality, that was a bit troubling. how could someone be so sweet and innocent, and yet so dark and possessive? it was like Harry was two different people. Harry was still asleep when a great tawny owl, and a tiny regal owl swooped in and dropped off letters. the one from the great gray was from Gringotts, letting him know that most criminals went to Wand Crafters located around the world. it wasn't illegal for a wand Crafter to make someone a wand, because they where very rare, and most of the British ministry refused to admit that such a thing existed. which was stupid because wand Makers like Ollivander, where not of the same quality as a Wand Crafter. there was even one in London, on the muggle side. the Goblin's had included an address and an assurance that Mister Potter's secrete would be safe and that the letter was charmed to only work for the writer of the previous letter.
the other letter was, astonishingly, from Neville Longbottom to Harry, there was a bag attached, and if Nathaniel was to look inside, he would see well over five hundred Galleons. emergency money no doubt. the Letter itself told Harry to be careful, that Dumbledore was furious, the ministry was mad, the Weasley's where trying to hunt him down, and hermione wouldn't stop crying because she had never noticed how bad his homelike was. Neville went on to explain that all the fires leading into Wizarding London was being watched, as where all of the appiration points. the Leaky was also being watched and a man named Mad-Eye-Moody was stationed in the Leaky as well. just from that one letter, it was obvious that Neville Longbottom, was playing Spy for Harry! which could be very helpful.
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When Naruto pounced on him again Nathaniel yelped and tumbled back onto the bed, crying out as Harry took his cock into his mouth once more, that hot wet mouth....that tongue that seemed to seek out all the best places. "O-oh god! S-still sensitive! Really sensitive!!" Nathaniel writhed around, tossing from side to side when Harry took the entirety of his cock, finally deepthroating him and making an incredibly arousing sucking noise. "Nnn...ohhhh....o-oh! Oh fuck!" Nathaniel clutched at the bedsheets, his hips thrusting up into Harry's mouth as he came straight down the other boys throat this time, several spurts of thick cum emptying out of him before he collapsed back to the bed, now totally spent for the time being. "O-oh wow....Harry....you....are amazing..." He grinned slightly, glancing down at the boy and blinking when he just sprawled out on the bed, naked and still covered in his own cum, then just dropped to sleep. "Um....well....alright...."
He slowly pulled away to let Harry sleep, then blinked as the owls swooped in, instinctively covering up his crotch despite the fact they were animals, watching as they dropped the envelopes before relaxing slightly when they left, sitting down in order to start reading through the letters, the largest one first. "Wow....that was fast of them" He read through carefully, then folded the letter away. "So....they knew it was from him....it must've been that flower he drew on there....some kind of signal....at least they knew to enchant it so others wouldn't be able to read it even if they had intercepted it. At least now they had some leads on where to go for a new wand for Harry....so long as they were discreet anyway.
It was the next letter that was more concerning though. For one thing, how had Neville even known Harry was here? If one person had tracked him down then maybe others could too. But this Neville....he seemed different. The way Harry spoke of him....it was like there was some kind of bond there between them. Maybe that was how. Though it also seemed more trouble was brewing....the hunt for Harry was already well underway....and until Harry had his memories back he wouldn't be safe. Until then, it was down to Nathaniel to take care of him...they couldn't trust anyone else.
Like the newspaper from earlier, Nathaniel carefully folded the letter and tucked it away. Whilst he wanted to let Harry know that someone else was concerned for him, the other contents of the letter were something he wasn't yet ready for, something he needed to get his memories back for before he could be exposed to.
"Well....might as well get some rest too..." He chuckled and stood up, moving over to the bed and laying down beside Harry, closing his eyes to take a short nap alongside the boy.
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Harry laughed as the other cursed and gasped about being sensitive. Nathaniel was really too adorable, he really was. he swallowed the cum as effortlessly as before and breathlessly giggled as he licked his lips at the other. "of course i'm amazing." he stated with a roll of his eyes as he snuggled into the bed and pillows. hey, Harry had always been said to be able to sleep anywhere. once, Harry had even slept on the stone floors of the dungeons when he 'got lost' which was his excuse. really he'd just wanted a moment of privacy and decided to sleep down there, but he couldn't just out and say something like that. he'd have gotten so many detentions he'd still be serving them at eighty years old! Harry was unaware of the Owls, and unaware of how it was that Neville always knew how to find him. it wasn't exactly a locating spell, not really, but Neville was always, without fail, able to locate Harry if he had to. not that he often had to, and not that anyone else knew about it. still, the fact that Neville was sending warnings, and not aurors was a good sign. Harry snuggled into Nathaniel once the boy joined him, his arms wrapping tightly around the other as he pressed his entire body against the back of Nathaniel, sighing softly in glee at having a nice warm teddy bear.
he woke three hours later, bleeding because he'd bitten through his lip to keep from screaming, and he darted from the bed, racing down the hall into the bathroom, where he proceeded to be violently ill. puking up the very nice breakfast he had made as he sobbed from the face of some sick nightmare, or memory. "Cedric... Cedric... he killed Cedric..." Harry gasped, trembling violently. "he rose out of the cauldron, red eyes and no nose and he killed Cedric!" he gasped, clinging to Nathaniel as soon as he saw the other. clutching the other with a force strong enough to bruise, but not noticing because he had to tell SOMEONE. "there was a flash of green, tombstones, 'Kill the Spare!'..." Harry babbled the entire story in fragmented sentences that didn't make much sense separately, but when pieced together with all the others, gave Nathaniel a general idea of what Harry had dreamed. Harry simply clung tot he other once the story was done and trembled, muttering now and again that Cedric was staring at him, or that it was his fault Cedric was dead. it took a good long while for Harry to calm down, but finally he pulled away from Nathaniel, looking sheepish. "i...i'm sorry. i don't know what happened..." he muttered, stroking the bruises. "i hurt you..." horrified that he had left such dark marks on Nathaniel's arms and hips in his desperation for human contact.
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When Harry darted from the bed so suddenly it woke Nathaniel, the boy sitting up and rubbing his eyes. "Harry...?" He slowly stood up, hearing the noises of the boy being ill, then the sobbing, then the gentle cries of Cedric....Nathaniel knew all too well what that was about....he'd been in the audience after all....seen Harry coming back with Cedric's body...then all the commotion afterwards...it was no wonder Harry could remember that. Such a powerful memory....it was bound to be one of the first to return really. He glanced down at his arm, seeing the bruises forming where Harry had been clinging to him, but that didn't matter....he didn't care one bit about those bruises. He just raised his arms when Harry emerged, drawing the boy into a gentle, comforting hug. "It's alright Harry....cry all you need to...there have been some terrible things, but it's all in the past now...." He stroked the back of Harry's head gently, running his fingers slowly through the boys scruffy hair.
"It's not your fault Harry, not at all. You did everything you could to save him....you've always done everything you could to save everyone whether they knew it or not" He smiled softly, letting Harry pull away. "You don't need to apologise....this just means you're getting better, that your memory is coming back to you piece by piece. Maybe it's just that the worst is getting out of the way first, so you'll have the happy memories all left to come and make you feel better" He placed a hand on Harry's shoulder gently. "Oh don't worry about it, I want to be a doctor after all right? Just think of it as helping me to practice. If I'm going to heal other people, I have to be able to heal myself first right?"
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Harry clung to the other and shuddered ad sobbed as he was told he could cry all he wanted. he shuddered as he felt the hands into his hair, and it seamed like that, more than anything else, soothed Harry into calming down. "it's not my fault?" he whispered, swallowing thickly. "are you sure? it feels like it's my fault... i didn't do anything, i didn't move, i just sat there and he died..." Harry didn't seam to understand what Shock was... or what Acrumantula venom would do to a person, or what portkey's did to him. he probobly never had, he had probobly been running around, thinking he had practically killed Cedric himself for the entire fifth year. "i don't want my memories back, if i have such awful ones..." he whispered, shuddering. "i have a bad feeling, that i have much worse ones." he admitted softly as he looked up at the other. "a doctor?... that's why you could heal me so well..." he muttered, starting to calm down as he snuggled into the other, feeling more than a little shell shocked. blank almost. "i don't think i've ever cried before..." he admitted suddenly as he wiped his face. "i feel like a little baby..." he grumbled softly, but didn't try to pull free of the other, instead he just snuggled closer. touch starved, desperate for comfort and affection, greedy for attention.
"Nathaniel?" he asked softly. "Can wizards turn into animals?" he asked suddenly. "there was a man... he pointed a stick at Cedric. and said funny words. and i remember thinking he was a Rat... literally a Rat..." he muttered. "i remember seeing him turn into one... Scabbers, he was called Scabbers." he muttered softly. "he was a man, but he could turn into a Rat..." he scowled. "there was... something else but i.. i can't remember.." he grumbled with a sigh as he nuzzled the other's chest. "i'm hungry... what do you want for... er, what time is it?" he asked, wondering if he was going to make breakfast, tea, lunch, brunch, dinner, or a midnight snack.
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"It's ok Harry....not all your memories are bad, far from it. You can look forward to your happy memories too" Nathaniel grinned softly, trying to lighten the mood a little bit...after all, they desperately needed to lighten things up a little bit. "You're not a baby Harry, not at all. You've been through so much, it's more than understandable that you'd want to cry" He gently rubbed the other boys head, then blinked and smiled, nodding softly. "Well yes, some wizards can turn into animals. A wizard who can do that is called an Animagus. There are several of them, though they're supposed to be registered or something I think....they can turn into all kinds of things really...though from what I hear it's really difficult to do. I haven't really looked into it, it's pretty high level magic that people our age aren't supposed to know, so the books on it are seriously restricted"
He smiled lightly, then nodded. "Hungry? Heh, I guess I kinda am....though before we have any lunch, maybe we should get dressed?" Harry was still naked, and Nathaniel wasn't wearing pants or underwear. "Y'know....just to be decent and everything" He grinned slightly, turning around to bend over and grab his clothes, presenting his ass naked ass and large balls to Harry, wiggling slightly. Harry wasn't the only one who could tease after all....
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Harry sniffled and then smiled a little at Nathaniel, wiping his eyes again. "i really like it when you do this." he admitted softly. "hold me, i mean, and run your fingers through my hair. it makes me feel warm and safe." he admitted, snuggling into the other happily, his head tilted. "Animagus.." he muttered. "Neville is an Animagus." Harry commented suddenly, "i can't remember who he is though... but he's an Animagus. he turns into.. uh, into... crap. can't remember." Harry grumbled, shaking his head. "i suppose it doesn't matter anyway." he admitted. "i don't think he's registered, so don't tell anyone." he ordered Nathaniel before sitting up and grinning a little. "why get dressed? i like seeing you naked." he admitted, his eyes scanning Nathaniel's long slender legs with a hungry look in his eyes. now that he was calm again, he could certainly appreciate the others physical attributes. "no ones going to come by anyway, right?" he asked with a smirk as he followed the other with his eyes, licking his lips as he watched Nathaniel bend over.
he was standing in a flash, his hands cupping Nathaniel's ass and rubbing the firm globes with a smirk. "mmm your sexy when you bend over." Harry growled, the sound anything but human as he rubbed his thumb against that tight little hole, teasing right back, but not trying to penetrate. even with amnesia Harry knew that would hurt. he'd need spit, or lube, or lotion or something to make less of a challenge. "i bet you'd look gorgeous, all tied up in silk ribbon, on your knees, just begging me to stop teasing you and to fuck you." Harry purred, his eyes glittering with a sadistic delight. he'd love to tie his lover up and tease him until he was a mushy pile of begging slut. "Tell me Nathaniel, do you have naughty dreams? dirty kinks?" he asked, his eyes narrowed with a viscous grin. "shall i make those wet dreams come true?" gods harry was a horny, sadistic bastard sometimes. honestly it was like he had two different personalities. one was sweet and cute and the other was horny, dominant, and rather bloodthirsty and sadistic. at least Nathaniel would never be bored.
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"Well I'll be sure to hold you a lot then" Nathaniel smiled, then raised an eyebrow at the news. So Neville was an Animagus? Interesting....he certainly kept that secret well. "Well I promise I wont tell anyone about Neville. My lips are sealed" He made a little zipping motion before bending over, blushing when Harry exclaimed he liked him naked. "C-come on, I'm not really anything special..." He smiled, trying not to act too embarrassed....though any prospect of that went out the window the second that Harry's hands made contact with his body...
Nathaniel yelped as he felt Harrys hands grasping his ass, finding himself frozen in place, unable to move away even if he wanted to. He even let out a cute mewing noise, shivering and wiggling his ass in Harry's hands. "O-ooooh!" He squeaked as the thumb brushed over his asshole. He was worried for a moment that Harry would try to push the thumb in, but felt rather relieved when he didn't. "E-ehhh? T-tied up? I uh..." Nathaniel swallowed nervously, though felt his cock harden almost painfully fast as he imagined himself being gently tied up in soft silken ribbons. "I...I don't know if I could say things like that....I mean...I...." Nathaniel whimpered again, pressing his ass gently back against Harry. "Naughty dreams...? I...well....I...sometimes....I do dream....about....being between two people....normally between a boy and a girl....though when we were napping....I....I did kind of dream of being stuck between two Harry's...." The admission was embarrassing, but he could tell Harry about it....he could tell Harry about anything. He was slightly concerned about that growl though....it almost sounded....inhuman....and certainly unlike any animal Nathaniel had ever heard either. Still....he couldn't get enough of these contrasts for some reason....
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Harry smiled a little as he nodded. "good... for some reason i think Neville is someone who is to be trusted." he admitted, frowning as he tried to remember. "one of the only people to trust..." he muttered before shrugging. "you are special." Harry admitted with a sly smirk. "you got me didn't you?" he asked with a snicker. "out of all the people i'm sure i know, i chose you." he licked his lips. "and i'm sure as hell not about to pick someone else." he admitted with a snicker as he heard the other's startled yelp. "you make the most arousing sounds." he purred happily. "such a cute little submissive bitch." he purred happily, what would have been an insult almost sounded like a compliment coming from Harry in that soft, seductive, loving tone. "and yet you can be so dominant when you want to be." he teased. "my perfect match. someone has to control me after all, don't you think? someone like me, hmmm i shouldn't be left alone for too long, who knows what i might get into?" he asked with a sly smirk. promising Nathaniel that he would have some control in their relationship. "My, look how HARD you got at the thought of being tied up, completely at my Mercy." he smirked. "we just have to find some silk ribbons now, don't we? unless you can make some with your stick?" he asked, sly and smirking.
"oh, you'd be amazed at all the lovely things a person can say when they're being denied an orgasm." he teased with a snicker. "i can just imagine you blushing as you beg me for cock, but not caring because your just... so... DESPERATE!" he hissed, running his forefinger in-between the others balls while keeping his other hand firmly wrapped onto Nathaniel's hip so he couldn't pull away. "oh, bi sexual are we?" he asked with a smirk. "i guess it's a good thing i'm bot a male and a female, hmm?" he asked with a smirk. "it's like i was made, just for you." he purred, snickering. "i might be able to procure a Time Turner somewhere." he mused, licking his lips. "or make some Polyjuice." he mused. "it would be exciting, wouldn't it? inviting a complete stranger into our bed, fucking you from both sides like your some kind of whore, desperate for a good fuck." he purred, rubbing the tip of his cock against Nathaniel's ass, smearing thick globs of Precum onto his tight little entrance, before he slurped on his fingers and slid one around that tight pucker, rubbing, massaging, trying to get Nathaniel to loosen up, to relax, before his wet finger, soaked in spit and pre, slid inside and wiggled. "mmm such a tight hole you have... are you a Virgin my Pet?"
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Nathaniel found himself oddly aroused at being called a bitch by Harry in that tone...why was that exciting and arousing to him? Nathaniel had never been excited by things like that before....but coming from Harry....god it was just amazing. For some reason he wanted to hear it more. "W-well....I....well I can be...." Nathaniel glanced back over his shoulder and smiled slightly to Harry, then mewled again, shivering and wiggling against Harry's hands again. Sure, Nathaniel could take control....but right now he was at Harry's complete mercy....the boy could've done anything to his currently submissive boyfriend and lover.
"Y-you wouldn't....deny me that would you? Make me beg...?" Nathaniel whimpered softly at the thought....but at the same time he found it all rather exciting...the prospect of Harry teasing him, playing with him like some kind of toy...oh god his cock twitched and dripped with pre-cum all over the floor....he was getting more aroused by the second! "I...well....y-yeah I guess I am....o-oh god....two Harry's....nnn....all one of them would be missing would be a nice huge pair of...of..." He bit his lip, unable to bring himself to say it in his current submissive state. "Ohhh....H-Harry....oh god....how do you know how to push everything perfectly....?" It was like they really were perfect for each other....made for one another...complimenting each other perfectly.
"HN!" Nathaniel's eyes went wide when he felt Harry's cock sliding against his ass, smearing pre-cum across him, then feeling a finger prodding against him. "O-oooh...." This was happening...it was really happening....and he loved it. Nathaniel did his best to relax, taking a few slow, deep breaths and letting his ass loosen a little for Harry's finger. "Y-yes....yes I am....I'm a virgin....I...I'm unspoiled for you Harry...."
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Harry smirked at Nathaniel, licking his lips. "yes, you can be my pretty, submissive Bitch." he purred. they both knew that Nathaniel could stop this at any time, if he said 'No' or 'Stop' Harry would stop, and back up, and let Nathaniel calm down. the fact that Nathaniel could, and hadn't yet, spoke volumes to Harry, and he felt warm and tingly knowing just how much his lover truly trusted him. "oh i would so deny you, i would make you beg, make you PLEAD for it." Harry growled, the sound full of delight and eager anticipation. "but not this time." he decided. "this time is all about making you feel GOOD." he hissed, pleased with hos much Pre-cum that Nathaniel was leaking, pleased with how the boy was shivering and stuttering and all around flushed and turned on. "a pair of Tits?" he asked with a sly little smirk. "i don't know how to go about growing a pair of those, but it would have to be temporary because i can't imagine having them all the time." he warned with a snicker. "oh it's not hard to know how to make you a moaning mess." Harry hissed, smirking as he stroked that tight little hole and gripped the hip tighter to keep him from wiggling so much. "Yes, that's it, submit to me, me mine, my bitch." he hissed before he froze completely at the knowledge that the other was a virgin.
he snarled again, the sound just as inhuman as the last time, sounding just as gleeful as the last time. an excited, delighted sound as he leaned over and latched his teeth into the back of Nathaniel's neck, gripping him there, tight, holding him in place, holding him still as he gripped Nathaniel's wand and waved it, silk ties wrapping around his wrists, tying them together tightly, but not painfully so, before they stuck themselves to the dresser directly in front of them, giving him something to support himself on. he was now completely helpless, totally defenseless, and Harry loved it as he hissed through his nose and slid a second finger into Nathaniel while he held the boy completely immobile like he was some sort of wild Animal, claiming his mate for the first time. he used his legs now, to hold Nathaniel's rear end still, and his free hand wrapped around his lovers cock and gave it a few firm strokes while his fingers wiggled and teased and stretched the tight little hole. one thing for sure, Harry knew what he was doing, and he was doing it very well.
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Nathaniel believed him....the way Harry was talking....he would make him beg, make him plead for sweet release....and they would both love every single second of it. But then Harry assured him it wouldn't be like that this time....that there would just be pleasure. "Y-yes....a pair of...." Nathaniel whimpered, shivering at the thought....Harry with a gorgeous pair of huge perky tits....all for Nathaniel and Nathaniel alone to play with. "Th-there are....sp-spells....potions....that...that wear off..." He whimpered, then yelped as the finger worked its way inside of him, wiggling around inside Nathaniel's virgin ass. "Yes....yes I...I'm yours Harry....always yours....only yours...you can....you can do whatever you want...." He panted heavily, hips pushing back slightly against the other boy, trying to get more of that finger inside.
He heard the growl again....concern flickering through his mind for a moment, before the pleasure took over once again. He yelped as he felt the bite from the other....just hard enough to cause a little pain, not hard enough to break the skin. It was so much he didn't notice Harry taking hold of his wand, waving it silently before silken strands emerged from the tip. How had Harry done that? It was like his sexual instinct, his very lust was guiding the magic....it was certainly an interesting way for Harry to push his powers. Nathaniel groaned as his wrists were gently bound together, then to the dresser....and a moment later he was thankful for it. When that second finger entered his ass, Nathaniel cried out, his legs shaking and almost collapsing out from him, only the dresser giving him enough balance to stay upright. "N-nyaaa...." Nathaniel's tongue rolled from his mouth when Harry gripped his cock, drool dripping from his tongue to the floor, the sensation of his erection being stroked whilst those fingers worked the inside of his ass nearly overwhelming the inexperienced boy.
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Harry smirked a little. "oh, spells and potions? you'll have to make the potion for me then." he ordered playfully. "it would be interesting to have a pair of tits to say the least." he admitted, licking his lips as he growled, delighted that the other was promising to be his, and only his. it fed that wild instinct to claim his mate, to dominate and own his mate. he growled into the bite as the other yelped, but it wasn't a warning sound, it almost sounded amused more than anything, and still Harry's fingers worked inside of Nathaniel's ass. he growled again as he flciked the wand once more, the dresser turning reflective, the entire front of the Dresser had turned into a Mirror, so that Nathaniel could watch himself getting fucked, and so Harry could see the expressions that went with those wonderful sounds. he added a third finger, and paused to let Nathaniel adjust to the change before slowly thrusting his fingers in and out, even as he thrust his own cock against the others leg, enjoying the friction, the heat, the contact, enjoying the sex and knowing that he was the only person who had ever touched Nathaniel like that.
he finally pulled away and moved to the bedside drawer where a tube of lotion was kept, snatching it up he flashed Nathaniel a smirk, their eyes meeting through the mirror as he unloaded a glob of lotion into his palm and smeared it slowly over his cock before rejoining Nathaniel, taking place directly behind him, hands on the others hips. "i'm going to make you mine, Nathaniel, mine forever." he hissed, pressing his chest tot he others beck, his whispered words fluttering against the others ear. "i will mark you, and you will be mine for life." he whispered before grabbing Nathaniel's neck in his teeth once more, biting hard enough to leave a bruise this time, before the head of Harry's cock, slowly began to breach. his hand stroking Nathaniel's cock to distract from the pain of being slowly forced open, while his teeth distracted from the pleasure as he slowly, inch by inch worked his way inside until he was buried into the balls, a snarl erupting from Harry again, this sound Possessive, dominating, NEEDY. then he fell completely still, and waited for Nathaniel to make the first move, waiting for the other to react through the pain.
once NAthaniel had recovered from the pain, Harry stated to move, just a little bit at first, slowly pulling out and pushing in, barely an inch at a time, moving faster, and harder the more Nathaniel begane to adjust until Harry had him pressed right up against the Dresser so that he couldn't move an inch, his cock piercing Nathaniel again and again, the possessive snarls and growls falling from Harry's teeth, still clamped around that firm milky neck as he fucked Nathaniel hard and wild, like a beast laying claim to his mate, hands fondling balls and cock as he fucked his Mate, fucked his Partner, fucked his Lover. and only when Nathaniel came, Did Harry release the wonderfully tasty neck, toss his head back, and ROAR as he filled his mate with shot after shot of seed, before pulling out and stroking himself to completion all over Nathaniel's back, hissing in delight as he marked that creamy skin with his seed, and his scent. "your mine now." Harry growled as he stepped forward again and helped Nathaniel stay standing, carefully unbinding the others wrists and picked him up. showing just how strong Harry was, despite his tiny stature. "mine to own, mine to please, mine to protect, mine to spoil." he growled, gently paying Nathaniel on the bed, belly down of course before nuzzling the others neck. "all mine." and with that, he settled himself atop the other, wrapped his arms around him, and hummed him a lullaby until he fell asleep.
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Nathaniel didn't know the spells or potions for such a change....but it probably wouldn't be difficult for him to find out. They were probably an extension of some kind of medical magic after all. Then again there was probably a whole branch of Sex magic that he didn't even know about....then again it wasn't exactly the kind of thing they would teach at school or keep books about in the library, not even in the Restricted section. When the mirror turned reflective Nathaniel's blush intensified, the sight of himself, literally drooling with pleasure and wiggling his hips was just so embarrassing...and yet...at the same time it somehow made him even more aroused than before, something he wouldn't have even thought possible at this point.
When Harry's fingers withdrew from him Nathaniel let out a grunt, then whimpered softly at the sudden feeling of emptiness. He was so distracted that he didn't notice Harry retrieving the lotion and lubing himself up with it. It wasn't until he felt something prodding against his ass, something very different from a finger, and the taller Harry's chest on his back that he realised what was happening. "O-oh god...." Nathaniel was scared....excited...nervous...thrilled....so many things going through him all at once...the anticipation more than anything driving him nearly insane. But then finally he felt Harry starting to slip inside. Nathaniel yelped loudly from the sensation, so different from Harry's fingers....longer...thicker...hotter. He closed his eyes tightly, grinding his teeth through the pain....whilst Nathaniel might have been bigger....Harry was still certainly big himself. But little by little more and more was slipping inside Nathaniel's ass, which just seemed to get tighter the more Harry pushed in, until finally he felt their balls slapping together gently, Harry's hips against Nathaniel's firm, round ass. "O-oh....oh f-f-fuck!" Nathaniel opened his eyes to look at them both, watching Harry snarl inhumanly like an animal that would not be denied anything it wanted....and Nathaniel was certainly not going to deny Harry anything right now. "O-ok....ok I....I'm ok...." It was a half-lie, but Nathaniel couldn't wait any longer....he wanted this to happen....no....more than that....heneededthis to happen right now.
Nathaniel moaned loudly as Harry began moving, the remaining pain being replaced by pleasure more and more with every passing second. Every thrust of Harry's cock caused Nathaniel's to twitch and spurt more pre-cum over the floor and reflective dresser. But then the thrusts started getting harder and harder, hard enough to make Nathaniel squash up against the dresser, then make the dresser begin to move. Harry wasn't just having sex with him...he was fucking him....fucking like a wild animal, like a beast lost in heat. Then again Nathaniel was mewling and groaning like a bitch in heat so it seemed somewhat appropriate. However, as much as Nathaniel wanted this to go on forever, he was too inexperienced to withstand more than 2 minutes of such rough treatment, his body tightening up before he screamed in orgasm, his cock erupting and spurting cum all over his chest and the dresser. At the same instant, he felt Harry suddenly cum inside of him, so much hot, thick cum rushing into his body....then suddenly a feeling of emptiness as Harry withdrew, more cum squirting over Nathaniel's back.
Spent, the boy slumped to his knees, panting, gasping for air, cum dripping from his chest and slowly softening cock. He couldn't even respond to Harry verbally, only giving the tiniest nod at understanding he was Harry's now....though Harry was just as much his too. He didn't resist being picked up, taken to the bed and lay down, his cum on his chest smearing between himself and the bed, Harry's cum on his back smearing between the two boys, as if linking them together.
Even without Harry's humming, it was mere seconds before Nathaniel fell asleep....or maybe just passed out....either way, the results were the same. He was out cold....and dreaming of their roles being reversed.
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Harry had truly never experienced anything like this before. he felt so hot, and he was almost angry as he fucked his lover, but it just felt so damn good! he knew he was leaving bruises, and part of him was cringing at that, but the other part was delighted, because he was leaving marks, other people would know that Nathaniel was HIS, that Nathaniel belonged to HIM. he wasn't all that sure that Nathaniel was actually ready when he claimed that he was, but Harry wasn't about to tell his lover no. not when the boy was moaning and mewling like that. after that, there was no stopping, Nathaniel had given the ok, and Harry was going to take it. he grinned, smirking as he watched Nathaniel's face through the mirror, and could only feel delight when he made the other cum, quickly following himself. he made sure he spread his scent all over the other, he wasn't sure why he needed to do this, but it was important to make sure that EVERYTHING knew, humans and otherwise. Nathaniel was his, and the bruises, bite marks, and cum scent all over Nathaniel would make certain that EVERYONE knew it. he grinned when Nathaniel nodded, agreeing that he belonged to Harry, and Harry decided he'd done enough claiming for the night and snuggled into his lover as they laid on the bed.
in the morning, Harry was gently nuzzling each bruise he had left behind, and was gently licking at the back of Nathaniel's neck where he had left a few cuts with his teeth. "sorry... i.. i didn't mean to hurt you so bad..." Harry muttered, gently washing away the Cum he'd spread over Nathaniel with a damp cloth. "how are you feeling? i found a potions book and made some swelling ointment, and a pain relief potion, and some bruise balm." Harry admitted. all three where very simple first year potions that could be made in an hour. Harry gently spread the bruise balm over the bruising even as he handed Nathaniel the pain relief potion. "hmmm, you smell like me." Harry purred as he buried his nose in the middle of Nathaniel's back, inhaling deeply. he wasn't sure if most people would be able to smell themselves on another person, but Harry didn't care. "i'm going to put the swelling ointment on now... try not to tense." Harry ordered softly, spreading the warm, soft soothing ointment all over Nathaniel's tight little hole, slipping in a finger and spreading it about inside to make sure that every bit of inflamed flesh was taken care of. after only a few moments, Nathaniel would feel much better. he'd still feel sore, but he'd be able to move without agony at least. "there... all better." Harry mumbled, nuzzling the back of Nathaniel's neck with a grin. "i wonder if this will scar?" he mused, not sounding worried by that thought in the least. in fact, Harry almost sounded like he hoped the little cuts WOULD stay there forever. a lifelong mark... of course, the cuts where too small to scar, but Harry didn't know that. "what do you want for breakfast?"
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Nathaniel yawned as he began to wake, eyes fluttering open slowly. He felt sore...inside and out. After a few seconds the memories of the previous day came back, a blush creeping onto his cheeks until Harry spoke up. "Ah...it's alright, it...didn't really hurt at the time" He glanced back over his shoulder and smiled softly, then shivered as the damp cloth ran over his body, feeling rather relieved that the sticky sensation was being washed away. As nice as it had felt the previous day, after an entire night it started to get a little uncomfortable. "I'm fine, really. Just a little sore is all...." He smiled, then blinked as Harry presented several potions he had made simply from a book, sounded like one of his old first year books. Nathaniel couldn't help but feel rather proud that Harry had accomplished that. "Well...maybe some of your potion making memories are starting to come back huh? Even though those are pretty simple, for someone who hasn't made them before they'd still need an instructor" He grinned as Harry applied the various ointments, then quickly swallowed down the pain relief potion. He almost spat it back out when he felt Harry's fingers against his ass again, taking a second to realise that this was just application of the ointment, not another attempt to start something.
This time, Nathaniel was able to relax a little more, shivering when the finger withdrew, but already feeling much better than before, the soreness fading to become rather dull....more than enough for Nathaniel to slowly sit up, yawning again. "Hm? Ah...well....I can't really see to tell you if it will or not..." Nathaniel grinned slightly, picking up on the hope in Harry's voice, but letting it slide for now. "Breakfast? Well....whatever you feel like making I suppose. So how about we eat, and then maybe take a look through some text books to see if any of them jog your memory?" Maybe if they went through some of the same textbooks Harry had used at school they could trigger a memory of some kind. At the very least, it seemed worth a try.
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Harry blinked at the other a little before he flushed a little. "uh, yeah... you kept..." he flushed even more, looking highly embarrassed that he had fucked Nathan Raw, while Nathan had made those gorgeous sounds... he washed Nathaniel clean, feeling this deep seated NEED to groom and pamper his lover. "no, no memories." Harry stated simply. "the potions where easy to make compared to a Baked Alaska, or a full breakfast for fifteen." he admitted with a shrug. "the different cuts where a little more difficult to manage, but i did it." he admitted with a smile. "there was a 'beginners guide to potions' that i used to figure out the difference between a dice and a chop." he admitted with a nod. all Muggleborns where expected to get that book, but because Harry Potter wasn't muggleborn, he hadn't gotten it. nor had he gotten the money management pamphlets, or the introduction to culture books, or anything that he should have gotten being muggle raised. "Potions are fairly easy." Harry admitted with a chuckle as he gently kissed the back of the others neck again.
"there, you're feeling better then?" he asked hopefully, looking a little worried about his lover. once Harry was certain that most of the pain was gone he beamed and hopped to his feet. "i'll make a little bit of everything then. bacon, sausage, toast, eggs, hash, and maybe some fried tomatoes..." he mused as he grabbed his pants and pulled them on, humming as he headed down the stairs to make all the promised food. watching him flit from pan to pan, it was easy to see why he wouldn't have much difficulty in the first year potions. especially if what he claimed was true, and he could make a baked Alaska.
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Even if memories weren't coming back, skill and instinct were it seemed. Harry might not have been recalling things at a conscious level, but it seemed his sub-conscious was on the mend. As minor as it was, it was at least still progress. Though it was rather strange that most of the memories Harry did retain seemed to relate to cooking more than anything else. Still, Nathaniel's gain was the muggle world of cooking's loss....boy...Harry could've made a fortune with his own cooking show from the sounds of things.
"I'm feeling much better, thank you" He smiled softly to the other boy, then slowly stood and began to get dressed, taking his time since he was still a little sore in some parts of his body and quick movements just made it feel painful again. Still, they were in no hurry for the time being. They still had just under two weeks before the term began once again at Hogwarts for the two of them to enter their 6th year. Hopefully by then at least enough of Harry's memories would have come back for him to fit back in. "Ah....that sounds good....I am rather hungry after being so....exhausted" He managed an embarrassed grin at the memory of just what had gotten him so exhausted in the first place, turning to follow Harry downstairs, sitting to watch Harry cook. Something so simple....yet it seemed to make Harry so happy. "So I was thinking...maybe today we can look more into getting you your own real wand like that letter mentioned? That way you can start some real magic practice" And hopefully that in turn would trigger the return of more memories. Good or bad, Harry couldn't go on without....well....without himself.
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Harry grinned a little. "good, i'm glad your feeling better then." Harry admitted with a nod. "i don't think i meant to hurt you..." he admitted as he examined the various bruises and hickies. "though, you do look really good all marked up with me like that." he admitted with a grin. "you'll have to return the favor later." he teased, promising Nathaniel that he would have his turn to be the dominant as well. he smirked at his lover. "yes, exhausted." he agreed with a snicker. "your so cute." he muttered, kissing Nathaniel happily before humming as he made his way downstairs, and continued to hum as he cooked. "oh? a wand?" he asked, delighted as he clapped his hands together. "i agree! i want a wand!" he admitted with a nod as he pulled his stick out and examined it. "do you think they can turn this into a wand? i hope so, it feels so perfect in my hand... did you hear that?" he asked, frowning a little as a few CRACKs filled the air. the sound very familiar to Nathaniel as the apparation of wizards.
one minute Harry was happily making breakfast, and the next the house was on Fire as Death eaters circled the house and started to set fire to the 'filthy mudbloods' house. middle of the day, and they where laughing and shooting spells from their wands like they where having a drunken party. "Nathaniel! go out the back!" Harry demanded, yanking two knives out of the knife holder, the two steak knives weren't the most balanced, but they'd do the trick. he waited until Nathaniel was headed out through the back door before bursting out the front to provide a distraction. he was immidiatly assaulted with a barrage of spells that Harry easily ducked, rolled, and avoided. he wasn't sure what was going on, but fighting instincts where something that stayed, even after the memories where gone. Harry had been in a state of combat ever since he had been born. the Dursley's had been awful, but they had helped Harry to function through even the most severe pain. so even when the few spells landed on him, he shrugged them off and kept going. even the Crucio rolled off him like water. these fools had nothing on Voldemort.
in the back yard, three more Death Eaters had been waiting for Nathaniel, and where laughing as they took turns torturing him with various curses, sometimes Crucio, sometimes something else. they never expected for Harry to hear Nathaniel's screams... in fact they never expected anyone else to be in the house. the Death eaters in front thought they where fighting the only Mudblood that lived there. they where wrong, and the entire house seamed to tremble as an almighty roar lit up in the air, and the sounds of screams started in the front yard. "..what in Merlin's name!?" one of the death eaters torturing Nathaniel demanded, stunned as something big, black, and angry barreled towards him. a flash of claws and the death eater was dead, his throat ripped away. the creature landed silently on bloody paws and bared it's impressive fangs that seamed far too large for a creature that was barely three feet tall from top of the head to the pads of it's feet. it snarled, large tufts on it's ears identifying it as a Lynx, though it certainly wasn't a muggle one. it was pitch black from head to toe, dark brown markings all down it's body made it look as if it was a moving shadow. it's eyes where a blazing, furious, glittering emerald as it stalked the last two death eaters. who where dead as soon as they got the mind to paint their wands at the beast.
it snarled again, standing over the two death eaters, who where bleeding to death and the Lynx, the Shadow Lynx to be specific, turned it's attention to Nathaniel. who would probobly recall the lesson on Shadow Lynxes from Hagrid when one moved into the forbidden forest last winter. they where extraordinarily territorial. nasty thieves, and exceptionally dangerous. the beast snarled, looking around for more enemies, the few still living death eaters cracking away, vanishing before the beast came back, and only when the beast seamed to think there where no more enemies did it finally relax and pad towards Nathaniel, licking his face where there was several cuts and scrapes. it purred loudly, offering him some comfort before it hissed as one last Death eater flung it's wand out, still alive, just barely. the spell wasn't an Avada Kedavra, but it would have meant a slow and painful death for the Shadow Lynx had it connected. it never did, bright Phoenix Song filled the air and in a glorious blaze of light, the spell bounced off a strong shield, and a white Phoenix settled onto the ground next to Nathaniel. it was newly born, it was scraggly, and pathetic, and gave mournful, pathetic little chirps, it's bald head and much too big for it wings made it look funny as hell. "Hedwig?" Harry asked, sounding shocked as he switched from the Shadow Lynx to Harry. "Hedwig!? but you burned.. i SAW you burn!" he whispered, gently picking up the fragile bird in trembling hands. "he set you on fire and...." he swallowed thickly, tears dripping onto the tiny little creature. "don't worry Hedwig... i'll take care of you... Nathaniel? are you ok? do you need to go tot he Hospital?... i think i should hide..." he admitted, feeling fidgety and nervous. "yes.. i need to hide. someone will be here soon..." he muttered, he was fairly obviously in shock, he had just killed a half a dozen death eaters after all. but he was right, he needed to hide, if the Auror's found him, they would take him and use him.
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Nathaniel blinked as he heard the cracking noises, then gasped as it registered in his brain what they were. "Harry-!" He couldn't finish the sentence, wand being drawn as he stood, before the walls and windows started exploding with cracks of magic. Almost instantly Nathaniel had dropped to the floor to try and take cover, about to tell Harry to do the same when the boy just grabbed some knives. "H-Harry wait! What're you doing?!" He tried to reach for the other boy, but there were several more blasts between them, leaving Nathaniel little choice but to head out the back, where he could hopefully do something to help. He scrambled on his hands and knees for the back door, nearly falling out of it, right into the middle of another group of Death Eaters.
With surprising speed Nathaniel had raised his wand, but not to attack, instead throwing up a shield spell around himself, a glowing white bubble of protective magic to try and block the Death Eater's spells....but there were three of them and only one of him....the shield simply couldn't hold out under the strain for more than a minute, an impressive minute given that an ungraduated teenager had been holding out against three Death Eaters, but only a minute all the same.
When the shield collapsed, Nathaniel screamed in agony as the spells all seemed to strike him at once, his body feeling one second like it was being ripped apart, then suddenly like it was being crushed at the bottom of the ocean. Yet despite the pain, his body was being forced to stay awake and endure, the spells ensuring that he couldn't pass out. He couldn't hear the roar over his own screams, barely even noticing when one of the Death Eaters stopped and some kind of large blur barrelled into him. It wasn't until Nathaniel slumped to the ground, the spells all ceasing that he could look up, gasping at what he saw, the large....thing....tearing through the Death Eaters....quite literally in some cases. Some kind of wild animal....a beast....though when he it stood still for just a moment Nathaniel could recognise it as a Shadow Lynx....a very dangerous creature....and one that certainly shouldn't have been in this area. Despite their ferocity, they were deathly afraid of areas where lots of Muggles inhabited.
Almost as quickly as it began, it was over, Nathaniel coughing up a little blood, trying to raise his wand as the Lynx approached him, a pathetically weak shield forming infront of him for a split second, before it collapsed at the slightest touch from the Lynx, which may not have even noticed the shield had been there. "Ow....this....is so not how I was going to die...." Nathaniel winced, regretting the commend almost immediately....4....no....5 broken ribs....2 of them pressing against his lungs, threatening to puncture them if he moved too much or took a particularly deep breath. But then....the death he expected from the Lynx didn't come....instead it licked at him...rather affectionately as well, as if trying to clean some of his wounds. "What....?" The boy blinked in confusion, not noticing the last remaining Death Eater until there was a blinding light for just a moment....and then suddenly a small bird dropping down beside them....followed by something Nathaniel certainly hadn't expected to see....the Lynx changing shape into.... "Harry....? What....?" He tried to reach up with his unbroken arm for Harry, though the arm fell limp at his side after only a few moments. "I....y-yes....I need a Doctor....can't....treat this myself....I....you....hide....yes...you need to hide....but I'll find you....when I'm healed....I'll find you...." Nathaniel's vision was blurring, the pain finally beginning to overwhelm him and force him into unconsciousness.
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Harry didn't bother answering Nathaniel, he knew what he was doing... he wasn't sure how he knew, but he knew. he knew how to fight with knives and fists, he knew how to kill. again, he didn't know how he knew, but he did. there was nothing more important than his freinds and family, and he would defend them to the death. he missed Nathaniel's impressive display of magic, even more impressive considering Nathaniel had just as crappy of teachers as Harry had, and had not taken part in active battle, or the DA. it did explain a little bit about why Harry was so very drawn to Nathaniel though. a Strong mate, for a Strong wizard. Wizards where often attracted to witches, or other wizards, with similar levels of magic. Nathaniel couldn't fight, but what other sixteen, possibly seventeen year old wizard could heal broken bones and put up a ten minute shield against death eaters? even Harry couldn't claim that... though, that was more because he didn't know healing spells and shields, but that was besides the point. Harry wasted no time in attacking the Death Eaters in the front yard, they where stupid and slow. they relied on fear and strength, rather than skill. their aims where good, but did nothing when they couldn't keep Harry still long enough to hit him. he tore through three death eaters, slitting throats and cutting tendons, killing without worry, nor mercy. as far as Harry was concerned, they didn't deserve it.
even more so when he heard Nathaniel's screams. he wasn't sure what was happening when he shrunk, but he didn't care. someone... was hurting.. His... MATE! and that was unforgivable! he finished off the last of the death eaters, and raced to help Nathaniel, snarling, hissing, spitting, clawing, biting, killing. slaughtering the viscous bastards who had dared touch, harm his mate! as Nathaniel suspected, Harry didn't even notice the weak ward was there... not that a Ward would stop a Shadow Lynx. they could just walk right through them, even a fidelious wasn't safe from a Shadow Lynx. "don't move Nathaniel.." Harry ordered softly, stroking the other boys hair. "you have to stay awake." Harry ordered, his voice firm. "if you fall asleep, you might not wake up." he warned, his eyes narrowed as more Cracks filled the air, this time it was Aurors. Harry snatched up Hedwig, the tiny bird as ugly as sin, before he cracked away as well... not sure how he knew to apparate, but he did. thankfully it was a skill you didn't actually need a wand for. the Aurors rushed in, wands drawn, and one such Kingsley Shakelbolt started screaming for a healer as soon as he saw Nathaniel on the ground while the other Auror's started putting out the fires, fixing the damage, taking stock of the dead death eaters, and obliviating the muggles who had seen.
when Nathaniel woke, he was laying in St. Mungo's with two Auror's standing guard on either side of him, and a healer finishing the last bit of healing. she welcomed him back to the land of the living, gave him dozens of potions, and left him to the kind hands of Auror Tonks, who took his statement, and glared at two of the Auror's who barged into the hospital room and tried to arrest Nathaniel for the murder of 'several fine upstanding wizarding citizens'. which meant Malfoy Sr. or another rich bastard had been killed at Nathaniel's house. Madam Bones quickly arrived, put everyone in their place, and promised Nathaniel that he wasn't going to be arrested, no matter what that 'idiot fudge' wanted. he was on his way out anyway. it took a week for Nathaniel's pain to go away, the Crucio was a vile thing, and they had hit him with a particularly strong one. all the healers could do was keep him asleep until the nerve damage repaired itself. he was finally released from the hospital with the promise that the wards on his house had been highly upgraded and that he would be safe. he was dropped off by an off duty Auror, and then left alone.
when Nathaniel walked into his house, he would see a massive white Phoenix sitting on a perch that had not been there before. it was the same Pheonix that had saved Harry, which meant that Harry was probobly nearby. not in the house, no. as it had been crawling with Aurors for a good long time. there was a motion, a sound, and a white bird landed on the other side of the perch with a dead mouse hanging from it's orange beak. it wasn't an Owl, it was a hawk! a Falcon to be exact. Peregrine Falcon... but Peregrine Falcons where not a bird typically used for mailing. they where much too temperamental, and didn't like people unless they where raised by hand from the second they hatched, and even then they only tolerated a few. easy to train, but highly picky about how they where handled, if a peregrine Falcon didn't like you, it would fly away and never return... so why was there one sitting next to a glorious phoenix in Nathaniel's sitting room? it chirped at him, gulped down it's mouse, and then hopped intot he air, changing as it did so, into Harry. who looked so relieved to have Nathaniel back it was almost sad.
"you're back! thank all the stars." Harry whispered. "i was so scared. you where hurt so bad!" he didn't even seam to care that he had just eaten a mouse. "there where people in red dresses all over the place! i was afraid they would find me. i can turn into a bird, did you see!? are you still hurt? this is Hedwig by the way. someone tried to burn her alive, but she turned into a Phoenix, she tried to explain it to me, but i've been too worried to really pay it any attention." Harry admitted as he checked Nathaniel over very carefully. "how are you feeling?"
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Shadow Lynx Form
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Nathaniel woke rather suddenly, gasping loudly and sitting bolt upright, though fortunately hadn't cried out Harry's name....that certainly would've given the game away to the two Aurors that it appeared were guarding him. "I....huh...wha...?" The boy looked around confused, then slowly relaxed as he remembered what had happened just before he passed out. He could remember a few loud cracks....one right infront of him....he had to assume Harry had apperated away....the alternative wasn't really worth thinking about after all. The time passed in a blur....potions to drink, Nathaniel unable to help quizzing the poor nurses about each and every one of them due to his studies into being a doctor himself one day. Then came all the questions....Nathaniel was as truthful as he could be without mentioning Harry....which in the end turned out to be not very truthful at all. All he could say was that the Death Eaters had attacked him suddenly, he had defended himself, then something unknown had happened to kill his attackers before he passed out. There were suspicions...but then again these were Aurors, they were always suspicious, so the fact they hadn't arrested him and carted him away immediately meant they probably weren't going to.
The week drug on almost painfully slowly...Nathaniel in constant worry about what was happening. Where was Harry? How was he doing? What about his parents? They would still be away and out of contact on some expedition, his muggle parent was an archaeologist so the two would often go on expeditions together, magic provided plenty of comforts on a remote dig after all, plus there was almost always something magical related to discover. But finally Nathaniel was released, being taken home and left infront of the house, which he just stared at in silence for a few moments before taking nervous steps inside.
When Nathaniel finally stepped in, he yelped and almost backed away when he saw the large white bird...in his surprise it took him a moment to recognise it as a Phoenix of some kind, and a few more moments to recognise it as the one that had appeared to them earlier. Wait...that meant...
Quickly Nathaniel was looking around, though he didn't dare call out Harry's name. He yelped again when another bird landed on the sill of the open window, a very large falcon, larger than any normal falcon certainly, but then it chirped, gulped down a mouse and suddenly shifted shape into "Harry...?" Nathaniel blinked and stared. "I....you...." The poor boy was clearly confused....what in the world had happened in the past week? "I um....I'm ok....I....this is....really a surprise..." Nathaniel took a moment before he started to relax, reaching out to gently hug Harry when the other boy came close. "I'm so glad you're alright...I was so worried something had happened to you....but you're ok....I'm ok....we're all ok...." He sniffled softly, burying his face in Harry's shoulder as a hiding spot.
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Harry grimaced as he heard Nathaniel's stutters and he quickly wrapped the other up into a tight hug, simply holding him. it had been fun living as a Falcon, but he was glad to be back to his human self, and to have Nathaniel back with him. he'd been worried beyond all belief about him. "nothing happened to me. those men with the funny bone masks never even touched me." Harry reassured Nathaniel with a smile as he simply held the other, so glad to have the other back in his arms. "i'm alright. the men in red dresses didn't even know i was here, and all the white masked men are dead. so there's no one to hurt you anymore." Harry promised softly as he nuzzled the other before gently settling him at the table so he could make them both some very hot, and very strong tea.
"so they took you to the hospital, right?" Harry asked softly. "some of the men in funny red dresses said that some minister was going to be angry because some pure bloods where dead on your property." Harry admitted, looking incredibly worried. "they said that they needed someone to blame..." well, the aurors HAD tried to blame Nathaniel, until Madam Bones chased the idiots off and took Nathaniel's statements herself. she had promised Nathaniel that he wasn't going to be in trouble, and assumed his reluctance to speak of the situation as shock, not as trying to hide secretes. thank merlin that not ALL of the ministry was corrupt. the White Phoenix suddenly erupted into song, the sound soothing and thrilling and happy and Harry sighed, relaxing into his seat as if he'd suddenly been drugged with a calming drought before he smiled at Nathaniel. "this is Hedwig, by the way." he introduced, indicating the Phoenix, who trilled happily. "she's a Phoenix. she used to be an owl, but my Uncle broke her wings and chucked her into the fire." Harry frowned, looking very upset. "i've remembered a lot of things about my Uncle that i... don't like very much..." he admitted softly. "and about my aunt and cousin..." he looked up at Nathaniel, looking troubled and worried. "am i a freak Nathaniel?"
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Nathaniel let out a sigh of relief when Harry assured him that he was alright, that nothing had happened to him. So he hadn't imagined Harry apperating away....the boy continued to both surprise and impress him. "I'm glad you're alright Harry....gee....you really are amazing aren't you? Getting away like that, staying undetected....changing your body too, that was....I mean....absolutely incredible. I could never do anything like that" He grinned slightly. "Not without some kinda potion or something anyway" He relaxed in Harry's arms, snuggling his head into Harry's neck for a few moments before being sat down for tea, reaching out for it to take a sip.
"Mmhmm, hospital. It was all a bit of a blur really....then it just got boring since they wouldn't let me get out of bed and made me just sit there to recover from the effects of some of the curses" He sipped on his tea again. "Yeah....they wanted to blame me at first, probably because nobody else was around, but the doctors were really good and helped the Aurors believe it was nothing to do with me. Well, for now at least. Still....what worries me is that they came here. Though....well, we can't be sure they were looking for you. I am a 'half breed' after all, only one magical parent, so there's every possibility they were targeting me in particular just for that, it wouldn't be the first time" He sighed, then almost jumped when Hedwig burst into song, he had been so deep in thought it caught him off guard, though the song was rather relaxing. "Ah....Hedwig? Wow..." He blinked, just staring at the Phoenix for a few moments, he'd never seen one before outside of a text book. He knew Dumbledore had a phoenix, but it almost never left the headmasters office.
"Well....at least your memory is coming back right..? I know a lot of your memories might be bad but....good or bad, they're part of who you are. And if they're all bad memories, then we just need to make some good ones of our own right?" He grinned slightly, then shook his head. "A freak? Of course not! You're special, unique, but not a freak. There's no such thing as a freak in the world of magic"
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Harry smiled, relaxing as Nathaniel relaxed and he nuzzled the other a little. "amazing? i just did what Magic told me to." he stated with a shrug. "She knows what i am capable of, and it is wise to obey Her." Harry admitted with a grin. "She knew i could become a bird, and so, i did." he shrugged. "the Cat was a bit of a surprise." he admitted. "but i like being the Cat, it's really fun. i can jump really high, and i have sharp claws, and i can see in the dark." he admitted with a grin. "and you could be an animal... er, Animagus, if you wanted to. it just takes a lot of personal will... and the ability to release who you think you are. i'll teach you." Harry promised with a smile before he scowled a little at the thought of someone blaming his lover for the deaths of such vile people. "i doubt that anyone knows that i am here... whatever they might want of me." he didn't seam to remember that Voldemort had tried to kill him as a baby. it seamed most of his magical knowledge was still hidden from him for now. "a half breed?" Harry demanded, scowling. "that sounds so insulting! like you're only half a man... i'm going to change that... and muggle, it's a disgusting word, muggle... it's practically derogatory!" Harry grumbled with a scowl. "Magic doesn't much like it either." he admitted with a shake of his head.
"yes, Hedwig." Harry stated with a proud grin as he examined his Phoenix, which had once been a Snowy owl. "she said that because i loved her so much, i was so loyal to her, my very magic pierced her. when she was burned, it was as if she went through her first burning day, and was simply reborn from the ashes." Harry admitted with a nod. "Phoenix's are loyal only to those who are exceptionally loyal themselves." he admitted with a nod. Hedwig crooned and clucked before she went back to grooming herself and Harry grinned. "indeed." he stated to the bird, as if she had spoken, but then... according to rumor, Harry had always talked to Hedwig as if she could understand him, and according to rumor... she reacted as if she could. Hedwig was reported to be the most beautiful and intelligent owl in Hogwarts. she was even known to attack people who emotionally upset her human. she'd crapped all over Draco three times in the last month of school. "yes. it's coming back, but i don't much like it." Harry admitted with a shake of his head before he offered his lover a smile. "you really mean it? even knowing i'm not... you know... a BOY?" he asked curiously. "i'm pretty sure that there aren't a whole lot of ladyboy's in the wizarding world." he commented with a grimace before he shook his head. "i suppose it doesn't really matter anyway." he mused with a smirk. "speaking of Ladyboys... i've remembered something else." Harry admitted as he smirked at the other. "i'm a virgin. so you're going to have to be gentle with me once you claim me." he teased, licking his lips. it had been a week without his mate... he wanted to 'reaffirm the bond', which meant sex. Harry was horny, and this time, he wanted Nathaniel to claim him, all of him.
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"Me an Animagus? Heh...maybe...though there's so much paperwork involved in registering as one....but then it would be quite a challenge to master and I do like a challenge...." He smiled, then blinked at Harry's anger. "Ah...well...they're more just words really, just a faster way of saying something. When I say Half breed it's just faster than saying I have one parent who was born with magical abilities and one parent who was born without any magical abilities. People don't really mean anything insulting with those words, or at least I don't" He rubbed his head, then reached out for his tea in order to finish it off, licking his lips an feeling a lot better for it. The tea had filled him with a comfortable warmth.
"Oh? I see....that's really amazing...or an Owl to turn into a Phoenix like that, I've never heard of anything like that happening before. But then I guess just about anything is possible when it comes to magic hm?" He grinned slightly, though was slightly puzzled by how Harry was talking. As if he could quite literally talk with Hedwig....not only that but Harry was talking as if magic itself was a conscious, sentient being that he could communicate with. Nathaniel had never heard of anything like that before....but then if there was anyone who could do something like that then it would be Harry for sure.
"A lot of ladyboys like you hm? Well....there are rumours in some medical books, but nothing ever confirmed. I guess if there were any they didn't want to be appearing in textbooks or anything for the world to see, can't exactly blame them for that" He grinned slightly, then blushed slightly at Harry's confession of being a virgin. Nathaniel had to admit....he was rather happy to hear that. But at the same time he was a little....well....surprised. Everyone knew he had been dating Cho Chang at one point, and she had later gone on to gain a reputation as something of a slut with how she drifted from boy to boy now, everyone just assumed she'd gotten her claws into Harry and then left for her next 'conquest'.
"Oh I'm gonna have to be gentle huh? Well I can do that....but....I dunno when I might..." Nathaniel grinned, leaning back in his seat. "I mean I'm notreallyin the mood right now...." He was going to show Harry that he wasn't the only one that could tease. "I think I'd need something pretty special to get me into the mood to do something like that right now...."
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Harry blinked a little. "why in the hell would you register when Dark Wizards are in control of the ministry?" there was a long pause then. "hey i remembered something!... speaking of, i know at least six people who never registered, and only one who has." he pointed out. "registering is something new, the law was created only a year after Voldemort was 'ended' to keep track of people who might still be spying. now that War is back, you really shouldn't register." he admitted simply. "register after the war is done, it's only a hundred Galleon fine." he pointed out. not realizing that a hundred galleons was more than most ministry personnel made in a month, let alone the rest of the wizarding world. "no, it is NOT just a word!" Harry hissed suddenly. "have you ever actually looked up the meaning of a Muggle in the Wizarding Dictionary!? it means 'MUD DRAGGER!' one who LIVES IN THE MUD! where do you think the word Mudblood comes from!? the proper term is 'Mundane', but no one uses it." Harry growled. "because the bigoted purebloods rule, and no one understands just how insulting they are being. it's like if i went up to a black person and called them that foul N Word and even if they didn't know what it meant, others would." Harry stated. "does that mean it's alright to call the uneducated black man that? no. no it is not. the word Muggle is foul and loathsome and i never want to hear you say it again." he stared at the other.
"and as for you being a 'half-blood' there is no such thing. you either have magic, or you do not. it is not about who has 'pure' blood, it's about the receive magical gene. where do you think Mundane born come from? in their ancestry, you will often find more than one squib. some of the mundane born, are actually the very last heirs of some very prominent families. but the pure-bloods suppress this knowladge, because if the mundane-born found out, they would be swept away. the truth of the matter is, those so called 'pure bloods' are so in-bred, they are actually damaging their own abilities to use magic. i'm sure you, as a mundane born Ravenclaw, understand genetics?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow at the other. he sighed and relaxed, shaking his head. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to yell at you..." "Phoenix born this way are very rare. a wizard has to love their Owl, or other bird familiar so much they would be willing to risk their lives to save them. i did so. i faced down a shotgun to try and save my Hedwig... i failed, but she's alright now, so... i guess it turned out alright." Harry admitted, smiling at Hedwig. "i'm still going to gut those bastards, they made my life hell..." Harry stated, his eyes cold, frigidly so for a moment. "i will make them hurt..."
his eyes cleared and he grinned at the other. "i suppose not." he mused. "but then, most healers would know if they where a prominent thing, and i'm pretty sure Madam Pomfrey almost had a heart attack the first time i ended up in the hospital wing. it took five hours for me to convince her that it wasn't spell damage. thankfully she agreed to keep it a secrete from everyone." he admitted. "as well as the signs of my abuse. she didn't like it, but she did promise." he admitted before licking his lips as his pupils dilated a little, making his eyes look even bigger as he leaned forward. "oh please, Nat..." he whispered. "please... Master." he breathed, wondering if that would turn the other on. "i'm so desperate, i haven't seen you, i haven't touched you in a week. i haven't even dared touch myself." he breathed as he slid onto the floor and crawled over to the other, moving sensually as he stopped in-between the others legs, mouth bare inches away from Nathaniel's crotch. "please. i'll doanythingyou want." he breathed. "i want you to have me, have all of me. every last piece, from my hot mouth, to my tight ass, to my sopping cunt." he breathed, rubbing his cheek against the others inner thigh. "i'm so desperate to feel your hot, hard cock, owning me, claiming me, making me yours." god Harry had a filthy little mouth.
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Nathaniel was rather surprised at Harry's near angry response. It was true he'd never really looked up the origins of the words before, they were just something he had picked up from hearing others say it...to be honest he doubted anyone really knew the original meanings of the words anymore except perhaps the most thorough of all historians. The half-blood argument made sense....you either had magic or you didn't...Nathaniel only really referred to himself as a half-blood as a matter of convenience more than anything else, it was simply a fast way of explaining his backgrounds. "Well it makes sense....and I do understand the genetics argument....tough for me maybe the term 'half-blood' is also something of a badge of pride...the pride of being a part of both worlds, of having an understanding that no 'pure-blood' could ever possess. I can slip seamlessly into either one" He grinned slightly, rubbing his head, then getting momentarily worried about Harry's flash of anger...but fortunately it quickly passed and seemed to give way to the boys arousal....something that seemed to be very strong within him.
Nathaniel couldn't help but grin ever so slightly when Harry started crawling towards him, whispering...begging....calling him 'master'....Nathaniel actually groaned slightly from being called that...his pants quickly bulging as he got aroused himself...then again how could he not at the sight of Harry crawling to him like that? When every word coming from Harry's mouth was dripping with lust and desperation....this was yet another side of Harry....the adorable innocence, the furious rage and then the filthy slut....but that last part was only for Nathaniel. "Mmm...." Nathaniel licked his lips, looking down at Harry, reaching out to run his hands through the other boys hair. "Why don't you stand up....and slowly show me that hot, slutty body of yours Harry....that body that belongs to me...and only me....I want you to show off every last inch to me...."
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Harry pondered, looking at Nathaniel for a moment before he smiled. "most of the so dubbed 'purebloods' know the truth of the word muggle." he admitted. "it's their way of insulting us with mundane in our family. without anyone even really realizing it." he admitted. "however, you do have a point with being a 'halfblood' though technically, because you are born of a mundane, not from a mundane-born, you would also be a mundane-born... but that just get's confusing. you'd be better off claiming you're bi-racial and be done with it. after all, that's what people who are half black and half white say, or half american and half Chinese. if you really think about it, the Mundane and the Magical are two different races." he admitted with a shrug. "still, the 'pure-bloods' don't even realize they're killing themselves. i did a massive study on it, but my uncle burned all the papers." Harry admitted with a sigh. "i'll have to start all over again." he admitted before his face filled with lust and he crawled over to the other. eager to please, eager to give, eager to be taken and owned. he moaned as Nathaniel raked his fingers through his hair and he leaned into the wonderful contact, sighing happily.
"yes master." Harry moaned standing up and slowly, as if shy, shedding his clothes. in the light of the kitchen, it was almost impossible to see the scars, and Harry panted, as his shirt finally hit the floor and he slowly worked on his pants, revealing that he wasn't wearing any underthings at all. once he was completely naked, he dropped back to his knees and slid forward, nuzzling his lovers inner thigh. "let me help with that master." Harry breathed, hot breath ghosting over the trapped length before Harry's mouth descended onto the button of Nathaniel's pants. with a well practiced ease, they popped open, Harry's tongue and teeth flashing as they made short work of the button before Harry's teeth caught the zipper and pulled it down, ever so slowly before nuzzling in between the open little V. Nathaniel, as Harry had expected, wasn't one to go about without underwear. Harry had never worn underwear. the only underthings he got where from Dudley and he was NOT about to wear THAT. he grinned up at Nathaniel, reached up once more and caught the edge of the underwear in his mouth and slowly dragged that down as well, freeing Nathaniel's hot organ, which promptly smacked him in the face, making him grin and lick the entire thing, base to tip. "how do you want it master>?" Harry asked breathlessly. "shall i tease you a little, or simply engulf you whole in my hot, wet, tight throat?"
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Nathaniel licked his lips as Harry stood and began to slowly strip, going teasingly slow just as he had wanted. Oh yes....watching Harry slowly reveal his body....it wasn't as scrawny as before, Harry had been eating well....he was starting to get his muscle back...mm....a bit longer and Nathaniel was sure he'd be able to run his fingers over chiselled abs and twitching muscles....the thought made him shiver with delight. The shirt was long gone...the pants coming next....surprise surprise no underwear...Nathaniel wouldn't be surprised if Harry didn't own a solitary piece...though he was beginning to suspect that Harry might have done that just to save time when he wanted to whip himself out for whatever reason. "Mmmmm...." He licked his lips again at the sight of Harry's erection....he wondered how many times it had been like that over the past week when Harry's thoughts might have drifted to Nathaniel....he had to admit, he'd been hard himself on many more than one occasion when thoughts had drifted to Harry....though being in the hospital like that he had been in no position to 'take care of it'.
A moment later Nathaniel felt his zipper being undone, a bit of the pressure on his crotch being relieved....but not entirely, not whilst he still had his underwear on. Though that was quickly rectified, Harry pulling the underwear away, Nathaniel's cock springing free, the tip already glistening with pre-cum, that was streaked across Harry's face a moment later. "mmmmm....ooooh..." He groaned as he felt Harry's skilled tongue running up his shaft. "Mmmmm....well...." Nathaniel licked his lips and got a slightly evil smirk. "Well....first of all...I want you to bring your face in close....real close...so you're inhaling my scent...." He grinned softly. "But you can't touch it....you have to go a full minute without touching me....or yourself..." Nathaniel knew it would drive Harry wild....sure it was denying himself, but it was worth it to tease Harry just as he had been the teaser a week ago. "Come on Harry....what're you waiting for? Don't think you can handle it? Well...here's a bit of incentive. If you fail the challenge....then I'm going to make you get dressed and watch me walk around naked for an hour before you get to try again...."
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Harry loved watching Nathan like this. those sharp eyes examining every inch of Harry's body, as if he was pretty. Harry knew he had far too many scars to be beautiful, but it felt good to have Nathaniel's eyes on him. not judging, not hating, not afraid. he loved feeling Nathaniel's eyes on him, because when Nathaniel was watching, Harry felt perfect, he felt as if the Scars didn't matter, and being different didn't matter. he didn't feel like a freak when Nathaniel was there with him. he licked his lips and moaned as he listened to Nathaniel's reaction to him not wearing any underwear. "i've been so horny." Harry moaned. "do you know how hard it is to be horny when you're a bird? you can't do anything about it!" and more, he hadn't wanted to, masturbating was just weird. he'd rather get off on Nathaniel. he moaned again as he slowly stripped Nathaniel of anything that he was wearing from the waist down, even tossing the others shoes and socks out of the way. useless things that they where. he moaned eagerly as he licked the shaft, stroking and teasing the flesh, tasting his lover simply to taste him and he shuddered as he heard Nathaniel speaking, his breath hitching at the tone of dominance and sadistic delight.
who knew Nathaniel could be so wicked? Harry liked it.
he whimpered at the orders, looking up at Nathaniel with wide, emerald eyes, sparkling with innocence and DESIRE. it was easy to see that Harry wanted to suck Nathaniel, wanted to bring his lover all the pleasure in the world, wanted to feel that thick, hot cock pulsing in his mouth... but no, Nathaniel wanted to tease him, and Harry was loving every minute of it if the expression on his face was anything to go by. he whined, high pitched and eager as he nuzzled his way along Nathaniel's inner thigh, stopping a bare centimeter away from the others balls and cock, panting as he breathed deep, smelling his mate, smelling hismaster. who would have thought that someone so dominant, could also be so submissive. he shuddered at the smell, it was wonderful, thick and musky and it made Harry want to squirm. he trembled witht he effort of not touching, his fingers digging into the chair, gripping tight so he wouldn't touch, small pleading whimpers falling from his mouth, as if that might change Nathaniel's decision to torment his pretty little slut. his breath ghosted over the balls and shaft as Harry panted, desperate for more, for touch, for taste, for anything so long as he got to DO something. "please. master, please... i need." Harry whimpered, taking another deep inhale. "you smell so good... master please..."
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Nathaniel didn't care about the scars, he saw beauty despite them....no....he saw beauty in them....those scars were a part of Harry, a part of his beauty now....there was nothing that could spoil Harry in Nathaniel's eyes.
Hearing Harry whimper like that....it made Nathaniel shiver...his cock twitching in delight and anticipation, wondering if Harry would have the willpower to overcome his lust for long enough....it was impossible to predict....the way Harry was now he could just snap at any moment. He could feel Harry's hot breath against him....this was torture for Nathaniel too, but it must've been even worse for an absolute pervert like Harry....still...that just made this all the more fun. "Mmmm....in time...." He smirked, reaching down to run a hand through Harry's hair, twirling it between his fingers for a few moments, stroking Harry's head like one would stroke a pet dog or cat. "You're almost there....just a little longer and you can taste all of Masters hot, throbbing cock...." With every word Nathaniel moved his crotch a little closer to Harry's head, but never quite made contact. "You'd like that wouldn't you? Sucking on me....devouring me with that throat....and then....I'm going to claim both your holes down there....I'm going to spread them open and make them mine....and mine alone...." He licked his lips...Nathaniel had no idea where this was coming from...it was like Harry had unlocked something within him....a way he could act only when Harry was around.
After a few more moments, Nathaniel had counted enough time had passed, his hand releasing Harry's head rather suddenly, before he sat back in the chair. "Well? What're you waiting for? Get to work. But if you spill even a single drop of me out of that pretty little mouth....I wont let you suck it again for a whole week...you understand?"
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Harry whimpered at the touch to his hair, panting harder, mumbling his pleas and begging in soft little one word tandems. Harry looked so debauched, so horny that it was hard not to want to take advantage of him. he looked so sweetly innocent, and yet as lustful as a whore. his pupils had expanded to the point that he looked doped, and his fingers twitched as he gripped Nathaniel's pants tighter. struggling not to touch, fighting every instinct he had. but he was a good little bitch, he obeyed, soft tiny little whimpers falling from his lips as he squirmed and waited for the Okay, waited for the order, waited for the permission to finally, finally touch! "please... gods above... please, Master." Harry whined when Nathaniel told him to wait, again, shuddering as he gasped and bit his lip hard. "f...fuck, yes. please, i want to suck you, i want to feel you, i want your hard cock to be buried so deep inside of me, i'll never forget the feel of it... please..." he whimpered, his hips thrusting into empty air. "please... fuck, please. i want you in me, in all my holes.. please, i want you to take it, take me, own me, break me, please!" he whimpered, panting hard, trembling under the effort of restraining himself, his eyes watering in frustration. he wanted, he NEEDED.
Harry gasped as he was suddenly released and he dove for it, sucking Nathaniel down eagerly, sucking every inch of his flesh as he hummed and murmured, nodding his agreement. he wouldn't spill a drop. he sucked, hard and fast, driving Nathaniel's hot, hard cock straight into his throat with nary a gag. Harry's ass and cunt might have been virginal, but his mouth sure as hell wasn't. he knew exactly how to suck, how to tilt his head, how to swallow and how to hum. Harry knew exactly how to make Nathaniel feel the most pleasure he'd ever felt in his life and Harry loved every second of it. he loved the feeling of that firm flesh on his tongue, loved the sensation of the cock sliding in and out of his throat. loved feeling Nathaniel in complete control. because if he said stop, Harry knew he'd obey. he wouldn't like it, but he'd obey. he'd never felt so GOOD before! granted... he'd never had oral sex, or any sex, with someone he'd actually had feelings for. and this was the very first time he'd ever played the submissive. he loved it. a lot, so much, and part of him hoped Nathaniel would mark him, claim him, own him forever. the other part just wanted Nathaniel to cum already so he could taste...
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More than once Nathaniel thought for a moment that Harry was about to burst into tears....it was so adorable in his lustful state....it almost made Nathaniel want to cut the time short....almost...but he managed to resist....and his reward was more than worth it. Watching Harry squirm, watching as he became more and more desperate....more and more depraved....every passing second his lust growing and growing. Nathaniel almost thought that Harry might just transform into some new type of lust driven creature like that lynx from before.
But then the time was up....and oh god was Nathaniel thankful for it. The moment he felt Harry being released from his mental bounds....he cried out in pleasure, the sensation of Harry swallowing the entirety of his cock all at once. It was nearly enough to make Nathaniel cum immediately...if he didn't have experience in this from Harry before he probably would have. "O-oh fuck....oh fuck Harry that's so good!" He grunted and groaned loudly, hips thrusting up into Harry's mouth, his balls slapping against Harry's chin. "Ahh fuck yeah....suck it....suck it harder Harry!" Nathaniel growled in pleasure, his hands moving to Harry's head, holding it and panting. "Oh god yeah....!" Slowly Nathaniel was rising to his feet, and before long he was stood up, hands grasping Harry's head as he started to thrust, fucking Harry's face and throat. "Oh fuck yeah....fuck yeah! Gonna cum....gonna-" Without giving the other boy any further time to prepare, Nathaniel thrust one more time before erupting in his first orgasm for a week directly into Harry's throat, spurt after spurt of hot, thick fluid pouring out, a weeks worth of backlog being unleashed all at once.
Once Nathaniel was finally done, he slumped back into his chair, panting heavily, cock still rock hard and standing to attention. "Nnngh....that was amazing Harry....but it's not enough...." He licked his lips. "As a thank you....I'll let you pick which hole you want me to take next...." He smirked, folding his arms. Nathaniel wondered....could Harry become pregnant if Nathaniel came in his pussy...? Maybe it would be best to pull out....just incase....
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Harry loved how depraved his lover was being, loved how he was asserting his control, loved giving his lover that control. he mewled in pleasure as he finally was able to leap, finally able to take what he wanted and devour that thick, hot hard cock. he loved how big Nathaniel was. when Harry's chin brushed Nathaniel's balls, he found himself incapable of breathing. it was simply wonderful to hold himself down, sucking and swallowing until he couldn't hold his breath anymore, his head spinning by the time Nathaniel finally had enough and snapped that precious control and took hold of Harry's head and used his mouth for pleasure, just how Harry loved it the most. he whimpered as he felt his lover stand and sucked harder, desperate, thinking that Nathaniel was going to make him stop. Harry didn't want to stop! he choked, gasping through his nose, tears gathering in his eyes. a natural response that Harry couldn't stop, he used his hands to urge Nathaniel not to stop, by stroking and rubbing his lovers balls and tilted his head back so that Nathaniel could slid even deeper into his lover.
"mmmph." Harry moaned squirming as he felt his lover lodge himself deep, cutting off Harry's air again and came, hard. he swallowed each spurt effortlessly, trembling in glee as he squirmed, desperate for air and for more. he gasped as Nathaniel collapsed back into the chair and coughed a little before he grinned at his master and squirmed, panting hard, his own cock flushed and dripping, aggrivated at being so ignored. "please... master... any hole. just please. fuck me. fuck me hard." he pleaded, his breath hitching. "just... just keep in mind that... well no ones ever..." Harry went red and he glanced away, biting his lip. "i'm a virgin in both so.. be sure to prep me properly, ok?" he asked, blushing furiously. it was amazing that someone so perverse, could also be so shy. "Merlin... Nathaniel please... fuck me good. claim my pretty little pussy, pound my ass... do something, anything, please. mark me, own me, claim me..." he pleaded, panting hard as his tongue bathed that thick cock again. "please fuck me Master..." he pleaded. he didn't think to ask for a contraceptive spell, or a condom. he didn't know about either, he wasn't even sure if he could get pregnant... he could, but he didn't know that. all he wanted was for Nathaniel to own him, mind, body, heart, and soul he wanted to belong to Nathaniel.
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As he had been fucking Harry's face and throat, Nathaniel never even considered for a moment that he might harm Harry. It wasn't that he didn't care, far from it....the exact opposite infact, but it was like deep down Nathanielknewthat Harry could take it....that because it was him doing this, Harry would be able to take it with no problem....Nathaniel didn't know how or why he knew that, he just did. For some reason, the sounds of Harry gurgling and gagging were so incredibly arousing...they just drove Nathaniel to fuck his lovers face even harder...and Harry seemed to be loving it to, encouraging him even. And then as he had come....oh the sensation of Harry swallowing it all down....every last drop being gulped loudly, that slurping sensation all around the tip of his cock....oh yes....Nathaniel was in absolute heaven....if only he and Harry could've started doing this years ago.
"Any hole hm...?" Nathaniel licked his lips, slowly standing up, reaching out to place a hand on Harry's chest, slowly pushing the boy back towards the kitchen table. "Prep you properly? Oh I think you've done a pretty good job of that yourself....you've gotten masters cock nice and wet with that dirty mouth of yours...." Nathaniel grinned almost evily, shoving Harry onto the table, grabbing the boys legs and lifting them up rather suddenly. "I think I'll help myself to that tight little ass first....I want you to know what you made master feel....plus it'll help to get that pussy of yours even wetter...." Besides, Nathaniel wanted to make sure he'd last as long as possible inside Harry's pussy....if only to make sure he could pull out before cumming....he'd decided it wasn't worth the risk of impregnating Harry....not yet anyway. They'd need some contraceptive spells for next time, but right now there was no way Nathaniel was ending this just to go looking through a book.
"Now....just relax alright?" Nathaniel hoisted Harry's legs up over his shoulders, lining his cock up with Harry's ass, prodding gently. Truth be told, Nathaniel was nervous....this was his first time doing this....but god he was so horny...horny for Harry. "Fuck....can't wait anymore...."
Perhaps a little faster than he had intended, Nathaniel shoved himself forward, about half of his cock pushing into Harry at once before he caught himself, coming to a stop and panting heavily. "Holy shit....that....that's tight...god it's almost crushing my cock...."
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Harry moaned eagerly as Nathaniel got more and more rough. Harry loved it, loved being held down, loved being used. he knew he had done a lot of Oral sex while he was... somewhere. but he had always been in control, in command, he had done it for a purpose. now, he was doing it only for pleasure, doing it to give his 'master' pleasure, doing it because he damn well enjoyed it! and gods did he enjoy it, he'd never been used so perfectly before, and was glad he was so experienced in this area. he wouldn't have had half as much fun if Nathaniel had been gentle. he swallowed every last drop that Nathaniel had to offer and he panted, licking his lips to savor the taste of his lover all the more. god damn he was enjoying himself.
he squeaked as he was pushed backwards, blushing a little as he offered himself a small little grin. he had indeed prepped himself. he wasn't sure how, but his body had been slick the second he'd started mouth fucking Nathaniel's cock. he squealed a little, laughing as he was shoved back onto the table, lifting his legs when Nathaniel urged them upwards. he was a bit worried, he knew first times could hurt, a lot. then again, Harry liked a bit of pain. "f..fuck, Master please." Harry moaned, writhing on the table as Nathaniel spoke. he wanted to feel Nathaniel buried deep inside of him, his few seconds of nervousness over swept by pure lust and need. he arched and wriggled and pushed his ass into the thick blunt head of his lover, urging the other to continue. he gasped, arching, hands flying into Nathaniel's hair and gripping tightly. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." he gasped as he felt that thick, hot length sinking deep into him, fast and hard. "no! no don't stop! Fuck Nathaniel don't stop!" he pleaded as the other caught himself, that tight channel tightening even more. Harry was as tight as a vice, wrapping around Nathaniel's cock like a too tight glove.
Harry dropped his legs, wrapped them around Nathaniel's waist and yanked the other boy forward. squealing as he pulled every last inch of Nathaniel's cock deep, deep inside of himself. he felt so full, he felt stretched, he felt pain and pleasure so intense his vision swam and his mind blanked out. he felt complete. "don't stop! fuck me, Gods above fuck me fast! hard! own me! bite me, mark me, use me! fuckPlease!" Harry pleaded, arching against the other, rocking his hips, desperate for Nathaniel to move. to take him, to use him, to claim him.
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Nathaniel cried out as he was suddenly pulled the rest of the way into Harry, eyes going wide and very nearly cumming right there and then, all his willpower and concentration going into holding himself back from the unexpected sensation, his cock twitching madly inside of the other boys ass despite the vice-like tightness. "O-oh fuck....j-just a second Harry....oh god I need to get used to this a second..." He panted heavily, placing his hands on Harry's chest to support himself, inadvertently flicking at the other boys nipples. He took a few more moments to adjust himself, then stood upright and managed to regain his composure, grinning down at Harry. "Nnn....your body feels so good around me Harry....I can't wait to fill you up and sample your other hole too...." He licked his lips at the thought. "But right now I think I should focus on the task at hand...."
With an evil grin Nathaniel started to very slowly pull back out, inch after inch slowly withdrawing from Harry's body, taking a full minute until only the head was left inside....before Nathaniel rather suddenly thrust back in again quickly, groaning loudly as he did so, the table shaking beneath them. "Oooooh yeah....I can definitely get used to this...." Nathaniel repeated the action a few more times, but it didn't take long for his self control to begin loosening....and his thrusts to start getting harder and faster, his tongue rolling out of his mouth as he moaned, drool dripping from his tongue onto Harry's cock.
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Harry panted, arched off the table. he couldn't beleive how GOOD it felt to have the other buried balls deep inside of him. why had it taken him so long to do this!? oh right, he hated people and Nathaniel was the only person he did like. "fuck... so big, Nathaniel it feels so good." he moaned in response to Nathaniel's beg for a moment to compose himself. "we're doing this more often... lots, we're going to do this lots." Harry ordered, panting hard, squeaking as his nipples where flicked, arching against the other with a shocked gasp. "do... do it again." he moaned, astonished by how sensitive his nipples could be. "g...god, Nathaniel. yes, please, fill me full." he pleaded, gasping as he clamped tighter around that thick length, desperate for more.
"n..no, oh god... too slow..." Harry whined, arching off the table as he felt that long length slowly, slowly pulling out of him. god it felt SO good, it was like torture. every movement brushed his prostate until he was keening with need, shrieking as Nathaniel pounded back inside. "again! do it again! fuck, fuck feels so good, god Nathaniel don't sop. fuck me, fuck me, make me your bitch! aaaah yesss..." Harry moaned, tangling his hands in Nathaniel's hair as his drooling cock twitched and jerked, desperate for more attention as Harry felt himself going made with pleasure. so gone that all he could manage now was various erotic noises. his hands clamped down in Nathaniel's hair as he arched again, crying as he came, and came hard, flooding their bellies with his seed as his ass clamped tight around Nathaniel's cock, as if trying to force the other to orgasm and then milk every last drop Nathaniel had in his body. "f..fuck! god, more, please!"
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Nathaniel was lost in his own pleasure, every thrust started to get faster and harder than the last, slamming so hard into Harry's ass that the table was starting to move backover beneath him. Every thrust brought a loud grunt from Nathaniel's mouth, more drool splashing from his mouth over Harry's cock. "Nnngh....naaa....ooooh....!" He was continuing to thrust as he felt his cock starting to jerk inside of Harry, then he felt the other boy starting to tighten around him, making it more difficult to thrust, though he kept on going....right until the tightness became too much when Harry's own orgasm hit, cum flying over Nathaniel's belly as he gave one final thrust and cried out, his own cock erupting deep in Harry's body, flooding him with hot, thick cum, marking his mate as his forever more....his and only his.
When their orgasms finally subsided, Nathaniel was panting, coming back to his senses slowly as he leaned forwards a little. "Nnn....ah....fuck....so good Harry....but...." He purposefully twitched his still rock hard cock inside of Harry's body. "Mmm....not quite enough to satisfy me it seems....still nice and hard....so there's only one thing left to do...." He licked his lips, grabbing Harry's legs to unfurl them from around his waist, instead slinging them up over his shoulders as he withdrew his cock from Harry's ass, then moved it up slowly to his pussy. "....One last hole....and then you'll be all mine...." He smirked, rubbing the tip of his cock against Harry's pussy. "Now....nice and slow in this one...." He smiled softly, then started to push forward just a little bit, being careful to be as gentle as he could.
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Harry moaned as he was pounded harder and faster, clinging to his lover because he couldn't make the brain power to think of anything else. he clenched around Nathaniel, eager for more, eager to take everything his lover could give him, mewling eagerly as he felt the drool and the thrusts, everything moving to drive him out of control. he came so hard he thought he was going to pass out, and he nearly kept cumming when he felt the hot wetness erupting deep inside of him. claiming him. owning him. Merlin it was wonderful! he gasped and moaned, hips still moving, trying to milk Nathaniel for every drop of seed he had to give, groaning as he felt the other pull pout, panting softly.
god... how could he still talk!? Harry was almost too gone in pleasure to even understand what Nathaniel was saying! he groaned loudly, arching as he felt that cock twitching deep inside of him, panting hard as he whimpered, eager for more. desperate for more. god he wanted more! "please... please..." it was all he could say, his tongue felt heavy and his pussy was aching desperately. he'd never felt so eager to be fucked in his entire damn life. "please!" he moaned, writhing on the table as he felt his legs being shifted, mewling in pleasure as he felt that tip rubbing his tight, virgin cunt. "ah!" god did that hurt... in a good way, Harry liked it, liked it a lot, feeling that thick, fat cock forcing it's way into him, breaking his hymen with little effort. there was no blood, Harry was too wet for there to be too much trauma. "f...fuck... feels... feels... so good...." he moaned running his fingers in the others hair before yanking Nathaniel's head down for a kiss, running his tongue in and out of the others mouth as he rocked his hips. "more... please... mjore... feels so good. hurts so good... own me... fuck me!"
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Nathaniel had been inserting himself as slowly as he could into Harry's pussy, or at least as slowly as his limited self control would allow...but when Harry pulled him down for that kiss he lost himself, the entirety of his cock thrusting into Harry's pussy with one final motion, their hips meeting. God if Nathaniel hadn't just cum a few moments ago then this tight pussy would've driven him over the edge. His tongue wrestled with Harry's, thrusting into the other boys mouth as he kissed like his life depended on it, his cock twitching inside of Harry's pussy until the kiss was broken and Nathaniel could stand back up, panting heavily, every pant accompanied by a grunt of pleasure. "Nnngh...so hot...so wet...so tight....gonna love...fucking this over...and over...and over...." He licked his lips. "We're gonna fuck every day from now on Harry....even when we go back to school I want to fuck you or be fucked by you every....single....day..." He accompanied each word with a slight pulling out of his cock, now leaving just the tip inside of Harry's body.
He kept their bodies there for a few moments, holding onto Harry's legs securely, making sure the boy couldn't wriggle back onto Nathaniel's cock...then gently thrust back inside with a single stroke, groaning loudly as he did so. "A-ahh....fuck...." He panted for a few moments, then started to pull back out, once more moving almost all the way, before thrusting back inside slightly harder and faster than before. Slowly but surely Nathaniel repeated the motion over and over, every time just a little harder and faster than the last....until eventually he was thrusting Harry's pussy quickly, slamming into the boy over and over. "Ahh...f-fuck....oh fuck....your pussy....it's like a drug....the more I have....the more I want...."
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Harry moaned as he felt the cock force it's way deep, all the way in, GOD was that wonderful. WHY had he waited this long to have sex!?... oh, right, because he hated people. he moaned as the kiss was broken, shaking his head in a pathetic attempt to clear it enough to think. why he was trying, he didn't know, but it probobly wasn't important. he gasped as he was spoken to, and mewled in glee. making a few odd sort of chirping sounds in the back of his throat. he almost sounded like a bird as he tried to rock his hips and nod at the same time, which didn't seam to be working all that well. "yes, every day. ye." he moaned, Sex every day like this would probobly kill him, but oh what a great death it would be. "more. more, god yes!" he gasped, clinging to NAthaniel as he punctuated every word with a hard, heavy thrust. fuck that felt so damn good!!!
"no... no oh please... don't tease! MAster please don't tease!" Harry whimpered, calling Nathaniel Master again, part of him figured that with the way Nathaniel had reacted to it last time, he might loose all control and fuck him like he deserved. the rest of him was too lost in pleasure to make actual connections like that. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" he moaned, arching, writhing, wriggling as he was fucked, hard and fast and without mercy. "please! harder, god yes!" Harry moaned, not even aware that Nathaniel was talking now. whatever his lover was saying it probobly didn't matter because Harry was almost there... so close. his body was tightening, tensing, his cunt wrapping atound Nathaniel like a wet silk glove as he screamed, and came, hard, so hard he was jerking and shivering as he emptied his balls all over himself, making noises that could only be described as 'completely lost in pleasure'. hips jerking as he milked himself out, gasping and flushed and desperate for more. as much as Nathaniel could give him.
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When Harry called him master again...Nathaniel groaned, shivering, then grinning....oh how he loved being called that....if Harry called him that during their normal day it would probably be like an instant arousal drug. Every word Harry said, every noise he made, every movement of his body just turned Nathaniel on even more....it didn't take long for him to lose control, his thrusts beginning to become wild as he pounded Harry's pussy, driving his cock as deep as it could go over and over again. "Ngh...ah...fuck..." Nathaniel was holding onto Harry's legs tightly as they fucked like mindless animals, the outside world a mere blur. Nathaniel's parents could be stood watching them and Nathaniel would neither notice nor care right now.
As he felt Harry tightening Nathaniel instinctively knew his lover was close...and so was he himself. He thrust on for as long as he dared, but just as Harry was cumming Nathaniel pulled himself out, still retaining enough control to withdraw his cock entirely and place it against Harry's as the two boys came together, a mixture of their cum showing Harry's face, chest and belly. The orgasm seemed to last forever, but sadly it had to come to an end, Nathaniel collapsing forward when it did, laying on Harry's chest and smearing their mixed cum across the two of them. "Oh...oh god...." Nathaniel panted as he lay ontop of Harry, his cock finally beginning to soften now that he was spent. "So....fucking....good..."
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Harry moaned as he felt the other lose control, fuck he was going to do that again, later, when he could get something other than sex noises to come out of his mouth. it was so good, he was never going to let Nathan go... god sex was wonderful! Nathaniel was wonderful! everything was wonderful! he uttered long, short croons as he came, and came hard, feeling Nathaniel marinating him in both sets up cum, Harry laying there, panting hard as he tried to recover, setting his forehead against Nathaniel's, simply to stay connected before he finally started to giggle a little. "that was amazing... god Nathaniel..." he groaned. "i'm going to feel that in the morning... god that felt good... i've never cum so hard in my life... we really are having sex every day... at least... at least twice every day, because that was amazing..." he admitted with a nod as he kissed the other again before he gently pushed the other into a standing position so he could sit up, grinning a little. "we so need a shower." he admitted with a chuckle as he slowly, carefully settled onto his feet with a small wince. his muscles where like noodles and now that the pleasure was gone, both his ass and his cunt ached quite a bit. Harry was too used to having to depend on himself though, and said nothing about out it, it wasn't like it was a bad ache anyway, he'd had a lot worse. it was in an awkward place though.
"come on Nathaniel! lets take a shower together and then go to bed. i'm tired. you made me tired." he complained, flashing Nathaniel a smirk. "remind me to call you Master more often." he ordered, swaying his hips as he headed for the bathroom. well aware they where both too tired for a third round, but that didn't mean he couldn't flirt and tease.
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Twice every day...? Nathaniel wasn't going to argue with that in the slightest....anyone else and he doubted he would have the energy...but Harry....oh he knew he'd be able to muster it with Harry. He licked his lips at the thought, letting himself rest on Harry for a few moments, almost ready to sleep whilst slumped over the other boy on the kitchen table like this....until Harry pushed him up to stand...a task that certainly wasn't easy. Nathaniel's legs were still shaking, his strength drained. "Yeah....a shower....that sounds pretty good right now...otherwise we're gonna be so sticky in the morning..." He grinned slightly, glancing down at himself, the front of his body covered in a mixture of his cum, Harry's cum and Harry's pussy fluids that had squirted all over him after he had pulled out.
With a lick of his lips Nathaniel moved to follow Harry, watching the boy swaying his hips....damn...if he'd had the energy he would've fucked Harry again right there on the stairs....but his body refused to co-operate with such an endeavour, instead seemingly making a point with every step he took of reminding him just how exhausted he was. "Though my parents will probably be home in a day or two....convincing them to let you stay here wont be a problem....but I'm not sure they'd be too happy with us fucking so loudly all the time while they're home....heh"
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Harry chuckled a little as he nodded, running a finger over his cum laden chest and proceeded to lick that finger clean, humming at the taste. Nathaniel tasted pretty great. really great. "being sticky can be pretty fun." he admitted with a grin. "but Cum starts to itch when you leave it on for too long." he admitted with a pout. "and that's not fun." he admitted with a sigh as he turned on the water and stepped into the spray once it was hot, glancing at Nathaniel. "you are a wizard aren't you? have you never heard of silencing spells?" he asked with a smirk as he shook his head. "are you sure it will be alright for me to stay here?" he asked, looking worried as he grabbed a rag and started to wash Nathaniel's back, simply because he wanted to touch the other some more. "schoo will be starting in a few weeks, won't it?" Harry asked, frowning. "i'll have to go, won't i?" he asked, biting his lip. "what will i do if i can't remember anything when i get there? what if i still don't know anyone or anything?" he asked, quite worried about not knowing who was freind, who was lying to him, and what he was supposed to be doing there. somehow he knew he had secretes, but he couldn't remember who he was keeping those secretes from... or the secretes themselves. "i'm scared Nathaniel..." Harry finally admitted, leaning into his lover, wanting comfort.
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"So you're an expert in being sticky are you?" Nathaniel grinned slightly. "Y'know I'm gonna get jealous of how sexually experienced you are....until I met you I just had to wank myself off 3 or 4 times a day. If only we'd met sooner..." Nathaniel licked his lips at the thought....oh how glorious it would have been to have had blowjobs on tap like that. Well....at least now, he did. "Hehe, oh I know silencing spells....but my parents....I'd swear they have a sixth sense....they just know things, y'know....I've never been able to keep secrets from them for very long, and they always seem to know what I'm up to..." He grinned and laughed softly, then nodded as Harry asked if it was alright for him to stay. "Of course it'll be alright. My parents are the kindest people I've ever met, they would never turn away a friend of mine no matter what. They'll be happy to let you stay here until we head back to school together"
He stepped into the shower with Harry, allowing the other boy to start washing him, relaxing under the boys gentle touches. "I think by the time we go to school, you'll be remembering all kinds of things, if not everything. I mean look how far you've come in just a few days right? Give it two whole weeks, I bet you'll have all your memories back. Tell you what, just think of it this way. If you get all your memories back, you'll know your way all around the school again...meaning we can fuck in all kinds of places that you can guide us to that I don't know about" He turned around and grinned, taking a sponge to gently wash Harry's chest. "And I bet you know all kinds of sex magic when you unlock all that magic knowledge up there..." He poked Harry's forehead. "And I want you to share it all with me"
When Harry admitted he was scared, Nathaniel just smiled lovingly, then slowly drew Harry into a tender embrace, placing the other boys head on his shoulder and beginning to just run his fingers through Harry's hair, comforting his lover. "You don't need to be scared Harry. You're the most amazing wizard in the world, even if you don't know it. You have nothing to be scared of at all, no matter what happens"
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harry grinned a little. "sure am. food fights are my specialty." he teased with a laugh. "don't be jealous. you're the only person whose ever seen me naked, let alone had his way with me." he promised with a smile. "all i've ever done with anyone else was Blowjobs, nothing more. and only to get something i wanted from them..." he paused. "well when i give you a blow job i want something too." he admitted. "and i bet i'll always get it." he teased, winking at his lover. "i love it when you fuck me." Harry sing songed with a laugh before he shrugged. "well, let them know. i'm not giving up sex." he stated with a grin, shaking his head. "if anything, we'll go have sex in an alleyway or something." he decided, feeling highly unnerved at the mention of school.
"...you really think so?" Harry asked Nathaniel when the other reassured him that the memories would come back. "i have remembered a lot..." he agreed as he watched the other washing his chest with a small grin. it felt nice to be touched and comforted like this. he wished he'd met Nathaniel a long time ago. "your right! i know all kinds of hiding places!" he admitted with grin as he snuggled into the other. "thanks Nathaniel." he mumbled, smiling as he leaned up for a kiss. "come on. i'm tired. exaughsted really." he admitted with a chuckle as he turned off the water once they where well rinsed off and he took Nathaniel's hand and dragged him to the bedroom for a good long nap. "hey Nathaniel?... i love you." Harry admitted softly before letting himself drift off to sleep.
in the morning, things where a little tense as the Doorbell rang, and on the other side of the door was one Neville Longbottom. waiting patiently.
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Seeing Harry starting to feel better made Nathaniel himself feel better. He grinned slightly at Harry simply stating they could go and have sex in an alleyway if needs be...the concept seemed not even remotely shocking to the other boy....it seemed that modesty certainly wasn't one of Harry's traits....then again that had seemed no different even before his memories had gotten a little scrambled. "Sounds like you're already getting back to your old self, not a hint of modesty in there, just like everyone always said about you" Nathaniel grinned, poking Harry's forehead gently. "You see? Without even realising it you're getting more and more back to normal every second. Pretty soon, you'll be completely back to your old self. The only difference will be having me at your side....or your ass...or your crotch" He smirked, moving his sponge to wash Harry's ass gently for a few moments, making sure Harry was completely clean before the water was finally shut off.
Once they were dry, he walked with Harry back to Nathaniel's bedroom, slowly crawling under the covers, arm wrapping around Harry softly. "I love you Harry Potter...." Nathaniel smiled softly, then drifted off into a gentle slumber.
In the morning, Nathaniel had awoken first, deciding to give Harry a morning off from cooking he had gotten out of bed as carefully as he could, pulled on a dressing gown, though nothing else, and gone down to start cooking. Of course he wasn't going to leave Harry alone and panicked....he had left a little note for Harry to see as soon as he woke to let him know that his lover was only just downstairs.
Nathaniel had just been getting the breakfast put onto plates, preparing to go and wake Harry, when the doorbell rang. Well....at least that meant it probably wasn't Death Eaters....he somehow doubted they would be so polite as to ring the doorbell and check if someone was home before attacking. On glancing through the peephole, he blinked to see Neville there, then smiled softly, unlocking the door and opening it. "Good morning....you're Neville right? Please, come in"
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Harry smiled a little. "no modesty?" he asked with a smile. "isn't that a good thing?" he asked with a laugh. "besides, if i had no modesty, i'd suggest fucking here, even if your parents COULD hear us." he pointed out. granted, he'd suggested the alleyway simply because Nathaniel seamed embarrassed by the idea of screwing while they where home with his parents. what did he care? sex was normal, natural, and damn did he love it. he smiled at the promise that he would never be left alone and he took the others hand, happy that he had found such a loyal and loving mate.
in the morning, Neville smiled at Nathaniel. "yes, i'm Neville, Neville Longbottom. and your Nathaniel Garrington, a Ravenclaw. seventh year this year right?" Neville asked, his head tilted. "i'm here to check on Harry. hello Harry.... Harry!" Neville complained, scowling at the completely nude Potter holding a knife on Neville. "what have i told you about nudity?" Harry blinked, looking confused and shrugged. "...right, too many things. what have i told you about nudity in other people's spaces?" "that it makes them uncomfortable and i shouldn't do it. but what's it matter? i'm already screwing Nathan five ways to Sunday." Neville sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Harry?... am i, or am i not a person." "yes." "am i, or am i not in this space?" "...yes." "so what should you do?" "...i'll go get dressed." Harry grumbled, sulking as he stalked up the stairs to get his clothes, Neville shaking his head and muttering about half wild Wizards. "well, i'm Neville. Harry's Blood Bond Brother." Neville introduced, offering Nathaniel a handshake. "don't worry, you'll et used to Harry's... quirks. i certainly had to." he admitted with a shake of his head. Blood Bond Brother!? well that would certainly explain how Neville had found Harry. a Blood Bond was a way of joining someone into a family. much like a blood adoption, only deeper. it was very much considered a Dark Art, Blood Bonding, mostly because it used blood. it was basically saying that he and Harry where twins, only they shared each other's blood, and thus both their magics had increased because of it. not to mention they could always tell where the other was at almost all times. and not even Hogwarts Wards could keep them from apparating to each other.
"so tell me what's been going on. Harry didn't seam to recognize me. he hasn't pulled a knife on me in years... not since first year actually." Neville admitted, shaking his head. "and how much has he told you about himself? you do realize that now you've 'fucked five ways to sunday'... well, Harry is mostly Wild, he mates for life..." Neville explained. "he will always love you, and will never leave you... i hope your in this for the long haul because if you hurt Harry, i'll kill you." even though Neville was seen as something of a Joke in hogwarts, somehow.. he seamed quite frightening at the moment.
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Nathaniel smiled as he allowed Neville into the house, nodding slightly. "That's right....you sure know a lot about me so soon..." He blinked as Neville scowled, then turned around and covered his face with his hand at the sight of Harry wandering around naked. "Harry...." He yelped when Harry openly described their sex life....he barely stopped short of going into the intimate details, though Nathaniel suspected he might well have if he had been given the chance. "Um...Harry...when my parents get back here....please try to remember to be fully dressed around them? They're kind and understanding but....they might freak out at a naked boy walking around the house...." He laughed nervously, watching as Harry walked back up stairs, leading Neville over towards the kitchen so they could sit down.
"Blood Bond Brother...? I...I see..." Nathaniel was somehow both shocked, and not shocked at the same time. That was considered dark and forbidden magic....but then again this was Harry Potter they were talking about. 'Forbidden' seemed to scream 'try me try me' to Harry Potter. Still, it certainly explained more than a few things that had come to light in the last few days. Well, maybe this would make things easier.
Nathaniel nodded, then started to fill Neville in on what he knew, or at least what he hadn't been in hospital for. "Ah...well I already figured the for life part....when he changed like that to save me....that was when I knew for sure. He'd never changed like that before, not to save his best friends, not to save anyone....to do that to save me....it had to be something...special, something unique....I feel rather...privelaged" He rubbed the back of his head, then laughed nervously at Neville's threat....clearly not an idle one. "I understand Neville, trust me I do...but it's not something you need to say, since it'll never happen. Now...um....can I get you some breakfast too? I was just making some for me and Harry..." Nathaniel smiled as he stood up, still wearing nothing but a tied up dressing gown as he walked over towards the food he had been preparing.
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Neville chuckled a little. "i know a little bit about everyone. i act stupid, but i'm not really." Neville admitted. "i know all the people attending Hogwarts, even some of the first years coming in this year." Neville admitted. "i have to act stupid, to keep people like my Gran and Dumbledore from exploiting me and using me." he admitted. "i figured out when i was very little, that if i acted clumsy and forgetful, no one would pay me a second thought, amusingly enough, Crabbe and Goyle employ the same technique." he admitted. "i'm sorry about Harry by the way, he wasn't... raised properly." he admitted with a sigh. "if i could kill that muggle family of his... but then he'd go into the Ministry of Magic 'foster system' and end up with whoever could pay the most for him... meaning the Malfoy's." Neville admitted as he watched Harry leave to go get dressed. "fine. next time i come to save your life i'll waste precious minutes in making sure i'm dressed first." Harry complained, rolling his eyes as Neville snickered.
"surprised?" Neville asked when he mentioned the Blood bond between him and Harry. "in all actuality, there is no such thing as Dark Magic. it's just a label for Magic that Dumbledore or the ministry don't want people using. it makes it easier to control people if you're afraid of it. now there are, of course, Black magicks that you have to be very careful about, but Harry can explain the difference to you when he gets his memories back." Neville assured the other. "hello Hedwig, my you got fat, OW!" Hedwig had pecked him on the forehead. "i meant! that you look even more beautiful than you normally do..." Neville stated with a sheepish smile. "i'm surprised you returned to your phoenix form." he admitted as he stroked Hedwigs breast feathers. "you'll have to be turned back into an Owl before we go back to Hogwarts or the Headmaster will freak." Hedwig crooned and nodded before Neville nearly choked as he turned to stare at Nathaniel.
"he showed you his Animagus form!?" Neville demanded, more than shocked. stunned really. "i showed him both." Harry informed Neville as he came back down. "you don't have to cook Nathaniel, i can do it." Harry offered, wincing a little as he sat down. " he was still a bit sore. "Harry... you really showed him both your Animagus forms?" "yes. Shade needed to defend him, and Moonwind was the best way to stay hidden while Nathaniel was in the hospital." Harry explained before he looked shocked. "hey i remembered something!... why do i have names for my Animagus forms?" "it's tradition, and no one will think about you having an animagus form if you use a codename for it." Neville admitted with a smile. "we haven't named mine yet, can't think of a good name." "you have an Animagus form?" "you taught me, remember?... oh, right amnesia. yes, i have an animagus form. it's a Wolverine. one of the most fierce animals on earth, a Wolverine was known to take on bears for their meals. they could even hunt deer, though they tended to stick to smaller mammals for their dinner.
Harry pondered that a little as he got up and set the table, Neville suddenly realizing he was intruding on breakfast. "ah! i'm sorry i didn't even think about what time it was." he apologized. "i just hadn't heard from harry in over a week. we agreed that if we didn't hear from each other we'd check up on the other. i was worried that his Muggle Uncle had done something." "he did..." Harry admitted, scowling at his hands. "he burned everything i had... my parent's photo album, my dad's invisibility cloak... even my wand." "he did WHAT?!" Neville demanded, Harry nodding. "he even tried to burn Hedwig... i didn't know he was a phoenix when i first remembered that part, so i really thought she was dead for a while..." "that son of a bitch!" Neville snarled as he leaped to his feet and apparated, right then and there and Harry smiled a little. "...Neville has such a temper... i'd forgotten." he snickered a little. "i hope he curses my uncle with something good, ooh eggs!" he chirped, happy with Nathaniel's choice for breakfast. "...you're not wearing any clothes." he purred with a grin. "lets have a quickie before Neville gets back..." man Harry was a bit of a perv.
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Interesting....Neville Longbottom...he sounded like a Wizard secret agent more than anything else. Full of secrets, more dangerous than anyone could ever realise...very interesting. "Well...yes, Dark Magic is a label....but it's a label usually applied to magic that has many more dangers associated with it, things that most normal wizards or witches either couldn't handle, or couldn't be trusted with. I'm sure some of it is just restricted for the benefit of just a few....but some of the things I've read...it's a good thing they're restricted or forbidden...." Nathaniel shivered as he recalled some of the books he had read in the restricted sections of the library, and he had barely scraped the surface.
"Ah....you....really do know a lot don't you Neville....?" Nathaniel was becoming increasingly surprised with just how much Neville knew....this was completely unexpected. He had though maybe Neville would know a few things but....he seemed to know everything....he knew more about Harry than Harry himself knew....and Nathaniel expected that would be the case even when Harry got his memories back. "....So....you're an Animagus too....?" Nathaniel blinked, then rubbed his head. "....I'm beginning to think there are more people who aren't than are...." He laughed nervously, then shook his head as Harry offered to cook. "Nuh uh....it's my turn today Harry, I want to do this for you" He gave Harry a bright smile, then returned to cooking for a few moments, but stopped as Harry had to talk again about what his Uncle had done. It was painful for Nathaniel to hear....though he couldn't imagine how painful it was for Harry to relive.
"So Neville, are you going to sta-" Before Nathaniel could finish, the boy had vanished with a loud pop. "Oh dear....I hope he doesn't go getting himself into trouble too....we really need to avoid drawing attention right now, all three of us, until we can better decide on our course of action" He sighed softly as he set breakfast down, then blinked. "Ah...um...well no I'm not..." He laughed nervously. "A....quickie? Well um....Neville might be back pretty quickly so he might appear while we're....you're not gonna take no for an answer are you Harry?" Nathaniel smiled, still laughing nervously, though there was a rather telling bulge in the dressing gown that was gradually getting bigger.
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Neville had to snort. "oh yes. the infamous 'restricted section' of the Library. me and Harry have been in there more times than i can count. it's all fake, or most of it is anyway. pure propaganda." he admitted simply. "we have REAL books in our family archives. for example, the Crucio. i for one have every right to hate this spell more than any other, yet i don't. do you know why? because it was originally a healing spell." he admitted simply. "back when the Crucio was invented, people losing limbs was very common. a well placed low powered Crucio attacked, and killed only a specific set of nerves, forever killing any pain a person might feel from a detached limb." Neville admitted. "it was only turned 'dark' when Gellert Grindelwald overcharged it and used it on innocent people. suddenly it was dangerous, the ministry banned it simply because they where afraid someone else might use it the same way. yes, it's a bad spell when used incorrectly, but like all magic, it is only how the wizard uses it, that defines what it is." he admitted simply. "many of the dark spells found in Hogwarts aren't really spells at all. like the bowel dispelling curse... no one wants to see that. not even bad guys." he admitted simply. "it's just another scare tactic." Neville admitted.
"i do know a lot." Neville admitted with a smile. "when your 'shy and quiet' people forget about you, and say things they really shouldn't." he admitted. "sometimes it's just about whose kissing who... but other times? it's about who has the Dark Mark and who doesn't, or who is on Dumbledore's payroll. you can even listen in on private teachers conversations when your someone 'like me'. not easily noticed." Neville admitted with a grin. "actually, the Animagus transformation is also a ministry coverup. they say it's hard, but it really isn't. some people are too complex or low powered to become an Animagus, but about ninety percent of the wizarding population could very easily become one. most don't try because they think it's too hard to do, but it's really as easy as most of the fifth year transfiguration work when you start turning animals into pincushions." he admitted. "if everyone was an Animagus, then the ministry couldn't control them as easily." Harry was nodding. "i can teach you to be one, if you like Nathaniel." Harry offered with a smile. "it's really fun to be an animal."
he grinned as Neville vanished. "it's alright, Nev won't do anything too dramatic. he's good at being discreet." Harry promised with a smile. "besides, from what i can remember, Neville's always wanted an excuse to really give my Uncle a scare." Harry admitted with a nod. "yes, a quickie, come on, it'll be fun." a wicked gleam entered Harry's eye. "i'll call you master again, and let you spank me." he promised, wiggling his eyebrows as he led the way up the stairs, running two at a time with a laugh. "come on Nathaniel! if you hurry, i'll have time to suck you off too!"
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"Discreet huh...? Well he does certainly seem to be that..." Nathaniel smiled slightly, looking at the spot where Neville had been a few moments ago then shaking his head. "Discreet or no....I hope he's careful at least...though I'm sure he'll be fine. He certainly seems to know how to take care of himself that's for sure..." He grinned, then looked to Harry and laughed nervously. "Ah...you'll...." There was that word again....master....almost immediately Harry felt a hardening between his legs, the dressing gown raising up and falling open beneath where it was tied up to reveal his erection. Damn....Harry was going to learn fast exactly what he needed to say to get Nathaniel going almost any time. "Well I...j-just a quickie!" He moved to hurry after Harry, both relieved and surprised that Harry hadn't just bent over the kitchen table. "But if Neville walks in on us then I'm gonna be mad!"
He followed Harry quickly, dashing into the bedroom after him. "W-well since we're gonna be quick then....we only have time for one place so...." Nathaniel grinned, untieing his dressing gown and dropping it to the floor. "I'll let you pick where you want it Harry"
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Harry chuckled a little. "he's kind of like a super spy isn't he? Neville is pretty amazing." Harry admitted. "it's only thanks to him that i knew that Dumbledore was using me. i was supposed to be the ultimate pawn, and Dumbledore would have succeeded if Neville hadn't shown me that Ron and Hermione where being paid to be my freinds, so they could spy on me... oh! i remembered something else!" he admitted before he grimaced. "well... that isn't a pleasant set of memories to say the least." Harry admitted, making a face before he grinned impishly at Nathaiel's instant hard on. "oh master! it's so big." Harry purred. "you'll never fit it inside of me, i'm just too tight." he teased, laughing as he rushed off. "just put up locking and silencing spells you big baby!" Harry demanded as he stripped himself naked and tossed himself onto the bed, spreading his legs and raising his ass in the air, wiggling at the other enticingly. "i don't care where you put it, just fuck me hard master!" Harry moaned, giggling a little. "it should be the Master's decision on where to fuck the naughty sex slave after all." Harry purred, licking his lips. "come teach me a lesson i'll never forget Master."
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Locking spells? Silencing spells? Nathaniel had no time for any such thing now....time spent casting spells like that was precious time that could be spent fucking Harry's brains out...and calling him master again...well now Harry had just sent Nathaniel's lust back into control of his actions. "Well....I'll just have to make it fit..." He licked his lips as he watched Harry strip and throw himself onto the bed, presenting himself to his lover. "And maybe one day I will make it too big to fit....then make it fit anyway...." He smirked and didn't even bother to close the bedroom door as he hurried for the bed, getting on and giving Harry's ass a firm slap, first on one cheek, then the other. "Well....I've made my decision..." He stroked the tip of his cock against Harry's pussy for a few moments, but just to lubricate it. A moment later he shifted up to Harry's ass....they still needed some kind of contraceptive after all. "Fuck it, no time to be slow" With a solid thrust of the hips forward, Nathaniel buried the entirety of his cock in Harry's ass in a single moment. Without even giving the boy a chance to get used to the sensation, he pulled back quickly, then thrust back in hard.
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Harry laughed as he realized that Nathaniel was no longer thinking with his brain. well what did Harry care? "oh god. yes master. make it fit, make it all fit!" Harry moaned, panting in eager desire as he heard Nathaniel rush after him. he uttered a short, shocked squeak as his ass was slapped, jumping as he turned to gape at Nathaniel. he'd never been spanked before... he liked it. "god do it again." he moaned, wiggling his as, squeaking each time he was smacked. "yes, oh god yes, fuck me, master. fuck me please. punish me more. i love it when you punish me." he moaned, wriggling as he felt the cock rubbing against his sopping cunt. "ah! no. don't tease." Harry pleaded, gasping as he was slammed into without warning, arching hard as he tossed his head back, curses and moans alike falling from his lips as he tightened hard around that thick hard cock. "fuck... yes. fuck... god yes!" Harry gasped as Nathaniel started thrusting hard and fast right off the bat. Harry was going to do this every chance he had! driving Nathaniel Mad was like being in sex heaven! he mewled as he felt Nathaniel striking his prostate and slid a hand around his own weeping cock, stroking in time with the thrusts, all the while calling Nathaniel Master, just to drive the other even more insane.
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Every time Harry referred to him as 'Master' just drove Nathaniel more and more crazy....even in the midst of their wild fucking it somehow made him feel even more turned on than before...though Nathaniel wasn't sure how that was possible. Something about Harry just....drove him....it seemed to awaken something within him that nothing and nobody else could ever even suspect was there. "Nnngh...." He growled slightly as he fucked Harry's ass, then suddenly leaned forwards onto Harry's back, grabbing the boys wrists to pull them away so Harry couldn't stroke himself, instead pinning their hands to the bed. "N-no....you....you cum just from me....you cum...from me fucking you....nothing else...." He grunted, then resumed fucking Harry's ass hard and fast, making sure that the boys hands were pinned, so that his cock could only bounce completely untouched. "I'm....gonna....make...you...cum....just....from...fucking....your master....orders you....to cum with him....only when....when he does...."
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Harry moaned and mewled as he was fucked, gasping as he stroked himself, shuddering as he felt Nathaniel lean forward, wailing in dismay when his hands where yanked away and pinned down. oh god... god he loved that, pinned in place, helpless beneath the body of his master. he mewled submissively, rocking his hips back into the other, gasping and trembling as he felt Nathaniel picking up the pace. "yes.. i will. i'll cum from, masters cock alone!" he gasped, mewling again as he shifted his hips just right, Nathaniel's cock striking his prostate on every thrust now, driving Harry to the edge of his sanity. "please... master. so close! i'm so close! i can't take it... it feels so good!" he moaned, shuddering and trembling as he struggled not to cum. Nathaniel hadn't yet, so Harry couldn't, or rather, wouldn't. he would obey Nathaniel, well, he'd obey Nathaniel in the bedroom anyway. "please... master! please... it's too much! it feels so good. please. i want to cum!" he moaned, writhing underneath his lover, gasping as he clenched tighter and tighter around Nathaniel in a desperate attempt to keep himself from cumming. part of him wanted to disobey, just to see if he'd be punished, but the other part wanted to obey, simply because it felt so damn good to hold off the orgasm. he wasn't sure which part of him to listen to. he didn't have a chance to decide, he came before he could stop himself, making sounds between a squeak of horror and a moan of pleasure as he spread his seed on the bedding below him, gasping hard as he rode out his orgasm.
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Hearing Harry beg like that...god it drove Nathaniel wild. When he came down from this lustful high he would probably be surprised at himself for feeling like this....for being almost sadistic with Harry...and yet Harry seemed to love it just as much as he did, if not moreso. When they were together it was like something within both of them snapped, like their true selves could emerge....and their true selves were both complete and utter perverts. As Harry's ass got tighter and tighter, Nathaniel's thrusts slowed for a moment, before he quickly managed to get his pace back by just thrusting even harder into the boy beneath him. Nathaniel had long forgotten that Neville would be returning soon. For all Nathaniel knew or cared Neville was in the wide open doorway watching them right now and wanking himself senseless, but Nathaniel had no inclination to look away from Harry in order to check.
"Ungh....ugh....fuck....Harry....your ass is so good...." He spanked at Harry's ass cheeks again, his thrusting starting to become even wilder and less controlled as his conscious mind gave way more and more to animalistic desire. Just as Harry came onto the bed beneath him, Nathaniel cried out, falling over onto Harry's back and cumming hard into the boys ass, burying his cock as deep as he could get it, his hands squeezing at Harry's own as he continued to pin them to the bed. The outside world ceased to matter entirely as he came, the pleasure and Harry the only things now in Nathaniel's mind.
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Harry gasped and moaned, arched and wriggled under his lover. he'd never been so aroused, so happy, so ready to cum before in his life. none of his fantasies had ever been like this, he'd never imagined that being pinned down and ordered about could be so damn good! "yes. yes. yes. master.. oh god..." Harry moaned as Nathaniel started to fuck him even harder. he yipped as his ass was spanked and he mewled in eager glee at the burning sting it left behind. god he loved being spanked! he gasped and moaned, shuddering as he felt the other cum deep inside of him, making him tremble with delight as he giggled and collapsed under the other into his own mess. "ugh... oh god... my arms went numb." he admitted, grinning at Nathaniel. "that was awesome... next time we should try some ropes." he admitted with a nod. "and a cock ring." he admitted with a grin. "i've never cum so hard in my life." he purred, wondering if the other even realized that Harry came first. "Neville's not back yet... we might have time for round two, what do you think?"
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Nathaniel hadn't quite realised Harry had cum before being 'allowed' to do so...by the time it had happened Nathaniel had been rather too much focused on his own pleasure and filling up Harry's ass with his seed. When they were both spent, Nathaniel collapsed onto Harry's pack and panted heavily, grunting occasionally as his cock still twitched, rock hard inside of Harry's ass still. "Ahhh....maybe we should do this every morning when we wake up...." He licked his lips, then slowly withdrew from Harry's body. "Hmm? Round two huh...? Well....if Neville isn't back yet then I think we can probably do something....but..." He rolled over and flopped onto his back on the bed, cock sticking straight up. "You're gonna have to do all the work Harry....you want masters cock....you come and ride it with that ass of yours" Nathaniel just smirked at Harry, slowly stroking himself to tempt Harry over.
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Harry smirked, delighted to having gotten away with 'breaking the rules'. he loved to break rules, it was thrilling. "Merlin yes. every morning." Harry agreed, nodding in delight. "every single morning, and at night too. and maybe once or twice during the day, just to make sure we can sleep properly at night." Harry stated. clenching tightly around Nathaniel's cock as he pulled out, grinning a little before his breath hitched at the idea of riding Nathan, licking his lips as he stared, entranced at the hand stroking up and down his cock. finally Harry batted away Nathaniel's hands, once Nathaniel was nice and hard of course, and slowly rubbed himself against the others cock before slowly, ever so slowly started to sink down onto him. every muscle clenching around the length as he moaned, teasing Nathaniel as he quivered with the effort of moving as slowly as possible until he was buried to the hilt. "g..God... so good. so big.. Nathaniel! you feel so wonderful inside of me!" he moaned before he started to move, still going far too slow, tormenting his lover, trying to get Nathaniel's control to snap.
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Every morning, every night and a few times inbetween....one thing was for sure, Nathaniel was going to need some kind of stamina potion if he hoped to keep up with Harry's sex drive....and oh god how he wanted to keep up with it. And yet...despite how dirty they talked, despite how downright kinky they seemed to get...it wasn't just sex....it was more than that. Deep down, to Nathaniel this wasn't sex...it was making love, pure and unchained love. Ok, maybe lust was thrown into the mix as well, but for the two of them that seemed to just work.
As he had been stroking himself, Nathaniel had wondered how long Harry would hold himself back for....not long at all was the answer. It seemed that as soon as Harry was satisfied his lovers cock was back to sufficient hardness then it was all his for the taking. With a grin Nathaniel didn't resist his hand being batted away, folding his arms almost casually behind his head instead to prop himself up and look at Harry, licking his lips as the other boy slowly sank his ass down onto Nathaniel's cock. "Ooooh....it feels....different in this position....oh fuck....I can....I can feel your movements..." Nathaniel panted as he got used to the sensation....like this it felt almost totally different....coming into Harry from another angle altogether, his own body perfectly still whilst Harry's did the work instead....oh yes...this was going to become one of Nathaniel's favourite positions he could just tell.
He didn't even try to hold back the loud groan as Harry started to move, cock twitching inside of the other boy, trying to jerk back and forth only to be trapped within the hot confines of Harry's wondrous ass. "Th-that's it Harry....oh god...you feel so good inside!" One of Nathaniel's hands moved from behind his head, reaching out to first touch Harry's cock, but only for a moment, before it suddenly slid down, starting to rub at the lips of Harry's empty pussy. "Mmmm....this time...you're going to get it here too....let's see if you can hold yourself back until master cums now hm?" Nathaniel gave a teasingly cruel smirk, before plunging two fingers into Harry's pussy, starting to wiggle them around inside the boy.
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Harry smirked a little as he licked his lips at the other. honestly, Sex was really the only way he knew how to express himself. growing up the way he did, he had never had affection, or seen how one showed they loved one another. sure he'd seen Petunia and Vernon kiss, but they were not exactly the epitome of 'healthy relationship'. what Harry did know, was sex. he was very good at Sex, even if he'd never actually done anything but Blowjobs before he met Nathaniel. so he poured all of his love and affection into the act of making Love, and hoped that would be enough, because honestly, Harry didn't know how else to show how much he loved Nathaniel. he certainly wasn't about to do the things he'd seen other people do, clinging desperately to their lovers and assigning goofy nicknames. he'd Avada himself before he called Nathaniel 'snooky wookims'. he loved the way Nathaniel's name rolled off his tongue. he was a little annoyed with how little self control he seamed to have when it came to Nathaniel though.
he moaned eagerly as he sank down, deeper and deeper onto Nathaniel cock. god it always felt so GOOD to have the other inside of him. "yes. oh yes. feels so good. i love your cock. god i love your cock." he moaned, panting as he moved slowly, gasping as he felt the hand stroking his cunt. "oh Merlin!" Harry gasped, tossing his head back and keening in pleasure, rocking his hips faster, clenching his inner muscles randomly simply to add more friction and pleasure. "Master! oh god Master!" he gasped, unable to restrain himself anymore as he rocked and bounced on Nathaniel's cock. too horny and FAR too eager to hold back. it was pretty clear that Nathaniel wasn't about to snap and pound Harry like an animal, so it was up to Harry to pound himself... and not cum, though he was still curious to see how Nathaniel might punish him. he decided not to guess, he arched, gasped, cried out, and came, splattering Nathaniel with his seed as both ass and cunt clenched tightly around fingers and cock as he milked out his own orgasm. "Master! Master! Master!"
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If he were capable of thought right now, Nathaniel would find it difficult to define his relationship with Harry. Oh Nathaniel loved the boy, of that there was no doubt. This was most certainly a case of love at first site, fated to be together forever, or whatever else someone might want to call such rapid onset of such intense emotions. But their relationship was most certainly anything but normal. Then again, maybe that was exactly what Nathaniel wanted. He didn't want to be just another couple lost in the crowds, he didn't want them to just be....normal, to grow older and settle into the same monotonous routine as everyone else. No, what he wanted was....excitement....thrills....passion. All the things that he'd fantasized about but always resigned himself to never having....until Harry had come along. Oh yes, Harry had quite literally changed everything in Nathaniel's life, opened the floodgates and blurred the lines between fantasy and reality. In moments like this, the outside world was nothing but an insignificant blur...all that mattered right now was Harry and what they were doing.
Nathaniel didn't even try to restrain his own moaning as Harry rode him, feeling the hot tightness of the other boys ass around his cock, squeezing him, milking him, engulfing him over and over. God it was almost enough to drive Nathaniel insane! The pleasure was like a drug, a wonderful drug that he was happy to be addicted to. "Oh fuck yes! Harry you're so amazing! Your ass feels so good!" The more Harry bounced on him, the more Nathaniel squirmed his fingers inside Harry's pussy, plunging them in over and over, moving them around and searching for Harry's G spot in an attempt to press down on it hard.
When Harry suddenly started to cum, spraying his seed over Nathaniel's belly....well....punishment wasn't quite on his mind as much as the pleasure was. The way Harry's ass somehow grew even tighter, engulfing him entirely....oh it was too much to take. With a mighty roar of pleasure Nathaniel thrust his hips upwards, exploding with cum once more in Harry's ass, his fingers spasming inside of Harry's pussy as pure bliss overtook him.
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Harry gasped and moaned and arched as he rode his lover, keening and crying and moaning in joy and pleasure. he just couldn't get over how amazing it always felt. how wonderful it always felt. he really wished he'd met Nathaniel sooner. how had he gone so long without this!? "god.. god. Nathaniel! God!" he moaned, shuddering and trembling and gasping as he came hard, tossing his head back as he yelled Nathaniel's name one last time before he fell still, gasping and panting as he closed his eyes. "god... i don't know how you do it, but every time i cum, i'm certain i could never have cum any harder... and then i do." he groaned as he watched the other with a smirk. "Neville's back." he stated after a second. "he's just apparated in... he always did have good timing." he admitted with a chuckle as he slid off the other and then leaned down, licking up every single drop of cum off of Nathaniel. "There, all clean." he chirped with a smirk. "lets go find out what Neville did to my Muggle Family shall we?" he asked with a grin. "it's probobly about time for Lunch anyway." he admitted, sighing as he carefully cleaned himself up and then got dressed. he'd prefer to go naked, but oh well.
he yanked on a pair of pants and pondered if that as enough before he sighed adn pulled on a T-shirt as well before he glanced at Nathaniel for approval. "is this enough, do you think?" he asked curiously. "i hate shoes..." he grumbled, wiggling his bare feet. "i can't feel magic properly if i'm not grounded." he admitted with a shake of his head. "come on Nathaniel, you can punish me tonight alright?" he asked with a grin as he skipped down the stairs to chatter at Neville. when Nathaniel came down Neville was entirely red faced as Harry shared too many intimate details with him. "oh, Harry, Nathaniel looks hungry..." Neville commented, Harry pausing to examine Nathaniel intently before nodding. "yes he does. i'll make lunch." he agreed, Neville sighing in relief. "no offense Mate, but i did not need to know any of that about you." Neville groaned. "i forgot how bad he was. through the school years, i mostly managed to, er, train it out of him." Neville admitted. "thankfully no one else noticed. he's entirely too reclusive to people he doesn't know, doesn't like, or doesn't trust. which is... pretty much everyone." Neville admitted with a smile. "in the entire world, you and i are the only people Harry trusts..." he admitted before falling silent as Harry wandered back over.
"so what did you do to my uncle?" Harry asked curiously and a manic gleam entered Neville's eyes. "i tied them to posts and made them think i set their house on fire with them in it." Harry looked gleeful. "Really!?... there wasn't pain was there?" despite being more than a little dark, Harry didn't exactly approve of torture. "no. the flames where just an illusion, but they had to watch everything go up in flames, their couch, their family photo's, their clothes. i figured it was the best way to make them feel what you felt when they burned your things. they're still sitting in the living room, sobbing. they think their sitting in the burnt out husk of their house. the illusion will wear off in about... now." Neville admitted after a glance at the wall clock. Harry was laughing in delight as he went back to cooking and Neville smirked at Nathaniel. "and now you know why even the Weasley twins don't mess with me."
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The orgasm seemed to both go on forever and be over in an instant....oh god Nathaniel could never have imagined such pleasure until he met Harry....but now he couldn't imagine a day without him....a day without Harry. Yes....life had changed significantly....and it was a change for the better. As he came down from the orgasm, Nathaniel was panting heavily, adoring the feeling of Harry's cum on his chest until the boy slowly got off him and started licking it away. "Nnnnn....ah....even your tongue is great Harry..." He moaned until the boy stopped licking, then slowly sat up. "Hm, Neville is here? Heh...why do I get the feeling he kind of knew what we were up to and was waiting until we were done?" He chuckled and sat up, stretching a little to relax his muscles, then nodded as his stomach grumbled at the mention of lunch. "Well, looks like me and my stomach agree that lunch is a good idea" He blushed in slight embarrassment as he went to reach for his clothes, looking over at Harry in just his pants, then folded his arms, giving Harry that look. "Come on Harry...." He grinned as the boy pulled on a shirt. "Shoes? Well we're at the house so no shoes or socks is fine"
Nathaniel grinned, going to take Harry's hand as they went downstairs, barely able to keep up with the other boys energetic skipping as they got downstairs, watching as Harry and Neville started to chat happily....and blushing madly as Harry started to blurt into intimate details like an excited child discussing his favourite toy, moving to sit down as Neville came over to him whilst Harry got to work on the food.
"Ah....heh...well, it was embarrassing hearing Harry talk about me so much but....he was so happy, and if it makes him happy then I can handle any amount of embarrassment. Harry being happy...it makes me feel happy" He grinned as he watched Harry cooking, though was listening to Neville. "Well, I consider myself lucky that Harry trusts me....no...not lucky...honoured. He's....it hasn't been long but he's already so so special to me....like he's a part of me, a part of my lie, a part of my soul..." The thought made Nathaniel feel so warm inside....a feeling he'd never experienced before Harry came into his life.
When Harry asked about his uncle, Nathaniel had to admit he was curious as well, turning to look at Neville as he explained what he had done. "Wow....that's...well...I suppose it's certainly a fitting punishment" It certainly was a punishment that fit the crime....though Nathaniel wasn't sure he could've done the same in that situation. He'd never been one for punishing people, even ones who deserved it. He wasn't afraid to admit it, but he was a complete softy. "Even when they realise it was an illusion, at least they've had the experience of losing it all....maybe now they'll think twice. But even if they have...." Nathaniel leaned over, taking Harry's hands into his own. "I'm not letting you ever have to go back there to go through that again Harry. Just think, one more year of school and then that's it....we can get jobs of our own, a home of our own....a place we can both call home..." He grinned slightly. "And of course have all the privacy we could want. I get the feeling that'll be the biggest thing for you hm?"
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"of course my tongue is wonderful. i'm amazing at what i do." he teased with a giggle and a shake of his head. "and it wouldn't surprise me." he admitted at the comment of Neville's appearance. "he does seam the sort doesn't he? at least he didn't interrupt." Harry admitted with a grin and a shake of his head. "Brother or not, i might have had to hurt him if he'd done that." he admitted with a happy little nod. "i'll make soup." Harry decided happily. "Soup is always good after sex." he chirped with a grin before he pouted at Nathaniel's look. oh how he hated clothing, he really did.
"l....yeah well it was a bit embarrassing for me too." Neville admitted with a shake of his head. "honestly, sometimes i wonder if he wasn't raised in the woods rather than a well off prudish muggle family." he admitted before he grinned a little at Nathaniel. "still, you make him happy... remind me to teach you some Contraceptive charms. they aren't things most wizards learn at school, usually parent's teach them." he admitted with a shake of his head. "which, unfortunately means that most muggleborns don't learn them unless they have sex with someone who does know them." he admitted. "the last thing we need is Harry getting pregnant. and i don't see him pausing long enough to make sure he's not going to get pregnant." he admitted with a snicker. "Harry's a special guy." Neville agreed before he grinned. "have you ever heard of Soul Mates Nathaniel?" he asked with a smile. "it's actually a proven fact." he admitted with a grin. "even if it's very rare, it sounds like you and Harry share a very deep connection." he admitted. "i'm glad that he's found someone like you. you make him very happy." Neville admitted with a grin. "
"i certainly thought so." Neville admitted, looking quite pleased with himself. "i thought about making them suffer through everything Harry's ever suffered. broken bones, starvation, extreme fear of dark tight spaces. but i couldn't figure out how to do it without snapping their pathetic little brains." he admitted with a shake of his head. "thanks Nathaniel." Harry muttered with a small smile, though he didn't really look like he believed the other. "i'd like that." Harry admitted, looking much more happy at the idea of their own house. "i do have several properties." he admitted with a smile. "i like privacy." he admitted with a nod. "and... children?" he asked hopefully. "you want children right?" he asked hopefully, biting his lip a little.
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When Neville mentioned contraceptive charms Nathaniel blushed slightly, but quickly nodded. He had been meaning to look up spells like that anyway, but if Neville could teach him then at least they'd be coming from a reliable source. Still....it would be a little embarrassing for someone to actually teach him those kinds of things. "Ah...thank you Neville....I....get the feeling those kinds of spells are definitely going to come in handy...." He managed an embarrassed grin. If there was one person that he could at least be honest about his sex life with Harry with....it was Neville. After all, Harry was going to give Neville all the intimate details anyway, likely no matter how many times he was told not to, so Nathaniel could at least discuss things a little less graphically. "He really is a special guy isn't he...?" Nathaniel smiled, watching Harry cook with an almost dreamy faraway look in his eyes.
"Hm? Children?" Nathaniel blinked, then grinned, standing up and putting an arm around Harry's shoulders. "Well of course we're gonna have children. I always wanted children of my own after all" He rubbed Harry's shoulders happily, then pulled the other boy against him. "At least 2 or 3 I think, maybe a few more. But for now, let's have something to eat. If we don't eat then we're not gonna have the energy for children now are we?" He grinned brightly, gently pushing Harry into a seat before sitting down beside him. "Not long until school now....we'll probably be getting the letters with the book lists and everything soon....meaning we'll need to head out and go shopping" He looked to Harry, smiling softly. "So we can all go together, it'll be fun to take a trip out right?"