Harry Potter and the Rooftop Encounter - 1. Chapter 1

Draco was lurking in the shadows inside the corridor outside of the astronomy tower. He had cast a spell earlier in the evening that allowed him see invisible objects, and more important, certain Boy Wonders wearing invisibility cloaks. He had followed the aforementioned Boy Who Lived to the very base of the tower.

Draco suspected that Harry was meeting someone for the purpose of sexual relief for sometime now. He had finally gathered up the nerve to track Potter and see if he could pick up some information. He hadn't given this plan much thought beyond that.

Draco had been standing there for about five minutes when Justin Finch-Fletchley went by on his way into the tower. Draco's eyebrows went up in surprise and he then grinned evilly to the world in general. Draco gave him a few moments to climb the stairs and meet up with Harry. He then climbed the stairs to the tower as stealthily as possible.

Draco cringed to himself when the door to the roof creaked a little as he opened it. As soon as he got his head around the corner he smirked though. One of the two wizards had cast a silencing charm, which seemed to work both ways. Harry had removed part of the cloak. Harry's head was visible and was tilted back in a scream of ecstasy. It became apparent quickly why when Draco looked down. Justin was kneeling before Harry, and although Draco couldn't see everything, it was readily apparent what was going on. Or going down is more like, Draco thought wryly to himself.

That was what appeared to be happening. Justin was giving Harry one hell of a blowjob. Draco watched in increasing amazement as Justin's head appeared from and disappeared into Harry's robes and the cloak. Draco melted back into the shadows as Harry grasped Justin's head and held it tightly to him.

Harry sagged suddenly as he released into Justin's mouth. Draco smiled as he saw Justin steady him and then stand up. Harry and Justin exchanged a quick kiss before Harry got down on his knees before Justin.

Draco was shocked again. He had been unsure about Harry's sexuality before, but watching as Harry went down on Justin cleared that doubt from his mind. It was quite clear, even from this distance, that Harry was quite good at giving blowjobs.

Justin did not last very long at all under Harry's onslaught and he quite clearly shot his load into Harry's mouth. Harry held up Justin in his time of relief. As soon as Justin was steady, Harry stood and gave him a quick kiss.

Justin had readjusted his clothes as Harry canceled out the silencing spell. Draco could now hear both boys breathing loudly as they tried to regain their breath. Justin did not stick around at all. He hurried quickly away without saying a word to Harry. Draco noticed a disappointed air about Harry as Harry turned and looked over the railing.

Draco had discovered that he liked other lads better than girls only last year. Hard on this discovery, was another revelation. He had always known he wanted to make Harry Potter pay for being better than him and for not accepting his proposal for an alliance at the age of 11. He thought of a way as he turned and cast a locking spell on the closed door and then headed for Potter.

Harry heard Draco and turned to see who it was. As soon as he saw who it was he looked frightened, and then he looked sick. Harry then started to look like he was ready to give up everything.

"Malfoy, what do you want?" Harry asked quietly, noting the smug expression on Draco's face.

"Why Potter, who says I want anything?" Draco replied with a smirk.

"What do you want Draco?" Harry asked, with the light gone from his eyes.

Draco had never seen Harry like this before, "I want," he started, but the look of complete and utter despair on Harry's face stopped him. "What's wrong Harry?" he finally asked quietly.

Harry stared at him for a long moment, "What do you care Malfoy? Were you here to gloat? Gloat that I'm gay? Gloat that all I can get is sex?"

"Gloating was not on my list. Blackmailing was. But you are looking a little too on edge for that," Draco said matter-of-factly.

Harry looked at Draco as another boy for the first time in five years. His personality left everything to be desired. Draco's body, on the other hand, was quite nice.

It was only a few weeks into their fifth year and Harry already couldn't stand the pressure. Voldemort was attacking people almost daily. The pain from his scar and the nightmares from the Third Task let him have very little sleep. Life here was hard for him, and life with the Dursleys was a million times worse. Draco now held in his hands a means to make his life even worse than that. Was life worth all this trouble at all?

Harry spun away from Draco and headed straight for the railing. It took a moment for Draco to register what Harry had intended to do and as soon as he did, Draco ran forward and yanked Harry off the railing he was climbing up. Harry hadn't expected Draco to try to stop him from jumping, so he was completely unprepared to be yanked back. Both boys tumbled back onto the roof. They had rolled over a few times from the momentum created by the amount of force Draco used to rip Harry off from the railing. When they finally were sitting still, Harry was lying on his back and Draco was lying on top of him. Draco had wanted this particular position not all that many minutes ago.

Harry looked Draco in the eyes for a long time. Neither boy moved and they were both breathing raggedly.

"Why?" Harry finally said.

"They'd blame me for not stopping you," He started and then added after almost a minute of silence, "I'd blame me too. I don't have much of a conscience, but that would certainly get on it."

"Blackmailing me wouldn't?"

"Not under normal circumstances. I can't do it now with you so down. Not even I am that low," Draco said emphatically.

"What are the conditions of your blackmail?" Harry asked.

"I wanted to sample the great Harry Potter," Draco said with a slight sneer.

"Or what?" Harry asked quietly.

"Or I was thinking of telling people you were gay," Draco said slyly.

"That would only work once," Harry said.

"I didn't want some sort of continuing thing with you. I just wanted to fuck," Draco said plainly without much emotion in his voice.

"And now?" Harry asked, still pinned beneath Draco.

"I still want to fuck you, but I think you might need to go see DimbleWitt," Draco replied.

Harry snorted, "Talk talk talk. Savior of the wizarding world my arse. He is the most powerful wizard, let him save the damn world," Harry snarled.

"What?" Draco asked sharply.

"You want to fuck Malfoy? Let's go!" Harry said as he sat up violently knocking Draco backwards onto the roof.

"Umph!" was all Draco was able to reply since the wind was knocked out of him. Harry ripped all of his own clothes off and then ripped off all of Draco's clothes too. Once Draco was lying on the roof naked, Harry looked him over in a quick appraising manner. Draco's dick was only semi-hard so Harry went quickly down on him. Once he had Draco in his mouth he twirled his tongue around the head of Draco's dick. Draco started writing around moaning in obvious pleasure.

Merlin! Draco thought. The few times he was with Blaise Zambini was nothing like this. Harry was a true expert in giving a blowjob and Draco had never experienced anything this good. Draco was left gasping as Harry suddenly pulled off. He felt like he was left hanging for a few moments before he gasped in surprise.

As soon as Harry pulled off from Draco's now rock hard dick, he used his wand to cast a lubricating spell on it. He then shuffled forward a bit and sat on Draco's dick. Harry's face screwed up tight in the sudden combination of pain and pleasure he felt.

Draco's eyes opened wide when he saw what Harry had done. Draco was pretty much a virgin till that moment. The tightness and heat encompassing his dick was unlike anything he ever felt in his life. And Harry was unbelievable. He was fucking himself on Draco. Harry's face had gone from an almost pained expression to one of pure bliss. They were both grunting in unison as they started rocking in rhythm.

As Draco got higher and higher into his ecstasy, he had a sudden desire to change position. He grabbed a strong hold of Harry when Draco was fully into him. He then used all his might to flip Harry over so Harry was on his back and Draco was still in him, but now on top. There was a look of surprise on Harry's face. Draco smiled a genuine smile at him as he pressed his lips against Harry's own lips. Harry opened his mouth in surprise and Draco shoved his tongue in. After rooting around a bit, he was able to taste a bit of the sweet-saltiness that Justin had left behind with Harry. Draco smiled as he started humping Harry again.

Harry was surprised when Draco had taken over. He was even more surprised when Draco French kissed him. He enjoyed it when Draco started thrusting again. Harry very quickly matched his rhythm.

Draco was only able to last for a few more minutes before blasting load after load of the Malfoy seed deep into his most personal of enemies. All conscious thought went away completely at that point and he collapsed onto Harry. He felt Harry drop his legs onto him and then pull him in tight in an embrace.

Harry's mind was still moving rapidly despite the rather substantial amount of pleasure he managed to get from his enemy. Harry felt Draco go soft and finally fall out of him. During the whole time that Draco was recovering Harry had been busy lubricating his finger and poking and prodding at Draco's own hole. Draco did not seem to notice or he didn't care what Harry was up to. Draco, in fact, looked like he was about to go to sleep as Harry slipped out from under him and then immediately lay back down on top of him. Draco stirred a little at that.

"Potter, what are you doing?"

"It's my turn Draco," Harry whispered in his ear.

"Oh... Hey!" Draco managed to get out as he felt a large pressure on his asshole.

Harry had loosened Draco up enough to be able stick his dick in, which is exactly what Harry was doing. Unlike when he had sat completely down on Draco, he was going slow and easy for him. He didn't want to hurt Draco on what appeared to be his first time on the receiving end. Draco was squirming beneath him.

"Harry, please don't hurt me," Draco pleaded.

"I won't hurt you Draco," Harry whispered into his ear as he slipped a little further into Draco's ass.

Draco whimpered a little and Harry stopped moving completely.

"Push out a little like when you go to the bathroom. And relax Draco, I promise I won't hurt you," Harry said earnestly into Draco's ear.

"Okay Harry. That feels better," Draco said after a few minutes of getting used to Harry's presence.

Harry responded by pushing in a little deeper. It only took a few more minutes for him in slowing inch in the rest of his 6-inch dick. Draco was very tight. Harry had never really had anal sex with anyone before, but he had talked to a few people that had. They told him how to do it without hurting either participant. He smiled again as he leaned down and kissed the back of Draco's neck.

"Can I go now, Draco?"

"So long as you do it gently," Draco gasped out.

Harry did start humping, very slowly and very gently. The feeling he was getting from this was nearly driving him insane. He wanted to pound the shit out of Draco, while at the same time, he didn't want to hurt the boy.

Since Harry was going so slowly, it took almost fifteen minutes for him to reach his climax in Draco. He was moaning quite loudly by the time he did. As soon as he was done filling Malfoy with Potter seed, he pulled out and rolled Draco over. He then collapsed on top of Draco.

"Harry?"

"Hmm?"

"What does this mean?" Draco asked quietly.

"What should it mean? We've never liked each other Draco. The only thing I know for sure is that I'm not going to jump off the roof tonight. I guess I'll go talk to Dumbledore, though to be honest I don't know why."

"Don't you?" Draco asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Aren't you supposed to save the world? Aren't you the Boy Who Lusted... I mean Lived?" Draco asked.

"You don't believe that do you?" Harry countered.

"Voldemort wants you dead for some reason," was Draco's logical response.

"Fine. I'll go talk to Dumbledore."

"You do that."

"I will."

"Potter?"

"Yeah, Malfoy?"

"Thanks for the terrific fuck."

"You too ferret-face."

"Scarface."

The end