My lip-locked fest fic =]
Title: The Tip of the Iceberg
Author: bleedforyou1
Recipient: purple_lights
Rating: R
Wordcount: 2,184
Warning: Slash. Sexual suggestions. Tiny bit of cross-dressing. Blink-and-you-miss-it flangst.
Disclaimer:All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Harry’s body may be frozen, but his mind is not.
Author's Note: I really hope you like this, purple_lights!!! You’re so awesome, and you’re prompt was really nice, even though I couldn’t quite use everything. Also, many many thanks to my betas, vanessawolfie and wendypops for all the amazing advice and hand-holding! This fic was inspired by Owl City’s “The Tip of the Iceberg”, which I really encourage everyone to listen to!
Harry’s body slowly went numb as he sat in the corner, breathing deeply through his nose, even though it hurt to breathe. He looked down as his fingers were turning blue.
He closed his eyes and tried to tighten his body in order to stop shaking. His heartbeat was thudding in his ears and he felt it beat against his chest like a fluttering bird.
His mind, thankfully, gave him many images to distract from the frostbite that was now starting in his toes. Images of his lover, replaying over and over again as Harry sank more against the frozen cavern.
It was all his fault, really. Kingsley had told him not to go on the mission alone, but Harry had shaken him off, venturing up the tall mountains in the cold weather. He went into the cavern, where the last Death Eater was to be found. Rosier was not there however, but he had a house-elf waiting for him. The elf had specific instructions to steal Harry’s wand and leave him in the cavern to die. Before the elf disappeared, he had closed off all the entrances to the cavern, and Harry was stuck in the frozen cavern of Switzerland, with no one to keep him company as he died.
Harry had tried, of course, to escape, but after two hours of smashing rocks against the cavern’s wall, he had succumbed to his limbs locking down in a frozen state.
Curling up, he struggled to breathe as the air in his lungs further chilled the inside of his body. He gasped small breaths as he let his mind wander back to his lover…
“Potter! No!” Draco screamed as Harry jumped across the wide chasm. They were training for a particularly dangerous unit of the Auror team, but Harry and Draco really were the best trainees so far. That’s why they had been partnered up for the last year of training.
Harry landed swiftly, tumbling across the field. Draco ran over, his hands fluttering around Harry’s body as Harry lay in pain.
“Fuck. I didn’t think that would actually work,” Harry chuckled low under his breath. “I thought I’d fall into that big ditch and you’d have to scrape my body out.”
“You bloody idiot!” Draco squealed, pulling out his wand to begin healing as much of Harry’s wounds as he could. Harry could always count on Draco to start healing before the mission was even over.
“You love it,” Harry snickered, and then blushed when he realized what he had just said.
“I do,” Draco murmured, not looking at Harry but healing his leg.
In his shock, both at the warm healing charm and his partner’s words, Harry’s leg gave a jump and Draco tumbled down and onto Harry’s body. More specifically, his face.
“Moomph!” Draco huffed as his nose collided with Harry’s.
“Ouch!” Harry leaned up as Draco’s hand came down on Harry’s most-likely-broken arm.
“Oh, sorry!” Draco made to get up, but slipped and his lips fell slightly against the corner of Harry’s mouth.
“I’m not sorry at all,” Harry mumbled, using his other not-broken hand to pull Draco’s face down and into a real kiss. Their first kiss of so many…
His body gave another teeth-rattling shudder as the chill settled into his bones. He gripped his cloak closer to him, his fingers going numb and his eyes nearly crossing at the pain.
After their first kiss, they had had a rather whirlwind romance and fallen into bed together only a week later. It was still one of Harry’s best memories.
“Harry! Stop!” Draco giggled, squirming underneath Harry’s tickling assault. “Potter! I command you to stop! This instant!”
“You command me?” Harry laughed, his fingers trying to find his new boyfriend’s ticklish spots. “You can’t command me, darling.”
“HARRY!” Draco screamed as his face turned red with laughter. His arms flailed as he tried to stop Harry, who was straddling him on his bed, and his right arm knocked down the lamp on Draco’s bedside table.
Harry let go and they both sat up, looking down at the shattered lamp that was a gift from Narcissa.
“See? See what you’ve done?” Draco asked, trying to sound stern but still laughing. “You broke the lamp my mother gave me as a house-warming gift.”
“You broke it,” Harry reminded him while pulling his own shirt off.
Draco was silent for a moment, staring at Harry’s body with lust deep in his eyes. He trailed his fingers down Harry’s chest and Harry shivered.
“I want to kiss every part of your body,” Draco whispered huskily, leaning up and kissing Harry’s neck. “I want to bite and lick your golden skin until my mouth memorizes you.”
And Draco really did do just that. He had pulled Harry down and straddled him instead, making sure to his promise as his mouth made tracing patterns down Harry’s body…
Harry imagined Draco kissing his way down his body again. He felt his heart melt at the thought of the blond head moving lower and lower until he took Harry’s cock into his mouth…
Harry’s eyes snapped open. Today was Valentine’s day.
“Fuck.” Harry’s voice sounded ridiculously low even to his own ears, considering his throat was dying from thirst and chill.
Draco had planned such a special night for the two of them-dinner and dancing in Paris before a quiet broom ride across the lake…Harry had even booked a night for them in their special cabin. The cabin where Draco had first shown his kinky side to Harry…
“Draco, come on, have you died in there?” Harry laughed on the other side of the bathroom door. He took another drink from his wineglass and set it down on the dresser before loosening his cuff links. They had just come from a Ministry party down the road and Harry had suggested they rent a cabin to shack up in for the rest of the weekend. He couldn’t wait to spend the weekend devouring every piece of his lover.
“Shut up, Potter. It’s well worth the wait!” Draco’s voice came muffled through the door.
Harry shook his head and wondered what he was even waiting for. It’s not like he hadn’t already seen Draco naked before. However, when the door did open to reveal the man, Harry’s entire body froze in shock.
“Was I right? Is it worth the wait?” Draco smirked, leaning one hand against the door frame and the other on his perfect hip.
His body was wrapped up tight in a black corset with tiny pink bows and lace on the sides. Long pale legs were showing underneath a tiny, frilly miniskirt that was black as well. And, to top it off, his feet were tied up in ridiculously sexy black heels to match.
“Sometimes I like to bring out my…sensitive side,” Draco whispered in an amazingly erotic voice as he bypassed Harry’s frozen state in order to sit down on the edge of the bed and cross his legs seductively.
“Interested?” Draco asked as he looked up through his pale eyelashes and Harry’s body finally unfroze in order to jump Draco’s bones like no other…
Harry bit his lip nervously as he looked around the tiny cavern. Draco was going to kill him when he didn’t come home for their date. Already they had been having trouble spending more time together since Draco had moved from the Auror department into Curse Breaking and Harry had become Head Auror. Their lives were so busy; the only time they got to spend together was at night and on holidays.
“Draco,” Harry whispered, his breath puffing out as his teeth chattered. “I m-miss you…”
“What the hell is that?”
Harry looked back at Draco’s disgusted look and sighed. He walked back over and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s shoulders.
“It’s a Porsche. A fancy type of car that a lot of people would die for, love.”
“More like die in. That thing does not look capable of driving anywhere. It looks like one of Teddy’s toys.”
“I promise, it looks bigger inside. Would you please just trust me?”
Draco heaved a sigh before following Harry into the car. “Fine. I can’t believe you bought this contraption in the first place.”
“Well, it’s an investment really,” Harry laughed. “Think of all the sex it’ll hold.”
“Sex?” Draco turned to him with a raised eyebrow.
“Yeah. I mean, I get really turned on when I’m driving fast and you’ll look so hot with sunglasses and your blond hair flying in the wind…Fuck, see? I’m getting a hard-on just thinking about it and I haven’t started driving yet.”
“Let me help you with that,” Draco smirked, flexibly crawling over the small seats and straddling Harry’s lap.
Harry laughed softly when he thought of that memory. Merlin, that car really had been quite the investment. Draco had even learned how to drive it and now he loved taking rides with Harry.
Sighing, Harry leaned his head back and smacked it softly against the cavern’s wall. Draco made him warm. Hell, even thoughts of Draco were currently warming him up enough just to stay alive at the moment. With a shaking hand, Harry pushed his hand into his inner cloak pocket and pulled out a small silver piece of jewellery.
Raising it up, Harry looked through the hole and smiled. The platinum band was encrusted with three tiny diamonds and Harry had bought it after only four months his first date Draco. He’d been keeping it in his pocket for three months now, and he still wasn’t sure that Draco was ready.
Of course, he knew that Draco loved him, but he didn’t know if Draco was really ready to marry him and just be with him for the rest of his life.
As Harry’s thoughts spun, his eyes closed and his brain felt woozy. He hadn’t had anything to eat or drink in a while, and there was the fact that his body was slowly turning into an icicle.
Maybe, if he just took a nap…
“Harry, Harry wake up,” Draco’s voice was soft and sweet in Harry’s ear. Harry mumbled something unintelligible and rolled over in bed, gripping Draco’s waist closer to him.
“Oh come on now, we have to go to work. But guess what? Only one more day! Tomorrow’s going to be so much fun. After you get home from work we’ll head off to Paris. Oh, I love that we get to have Valentine’s Day with each other,” Draco was rambling.
“I love you,” Harry whispered, curling up closer to his boyfriend and letting his lips rove over his soft neck. Draco was soft and sweet like the most exquisite chocolate.
“I love you too, Harry,” Draco was saying. “Harry, Harry-Harry?”
Harry woke with a start and heard someone screaming his name.
“D-d-Draco?” Harry’s teeth chattered as he tried to stand. His limbs were frozen and he barely made it to a standing position. “Draco?”
“Harry? Harry, baby, are you in there? Merlin, you must be so frozen, Harry! We’re working on breaking the rocks, okay? Just hold on a minute-“ Draco broke off before Harry heard him yelling at someone else. “Fuck, move over, I’m going to use an explosion charm!”
Harry had a chance to take a few steps back before Draco even yelled. “Harry? If you can hear me, just stand as far back as you can, okay?”
A large explosion caused debris and rocks to shatter all around Harry and when he finally looked up, he felt arms wrapping around him and a low voice in his ear.
“Harry-I thought I lost you,” Draco was whimpering. “Please, please be okay. Don’t ever do that to me again!”
A few Healers were coming inside, along with Harry’s fellow Aurors and Draco’s fellow Curse Breakers. The Healers came and helped Harry up, getting ready to Apparate him to the hospital.
“Wait, Draco, wait.” Harry shivered violently as he pulled Draco closer, clutching at him with numb fingers. “I have-I have to ask you s-s-something.”
“What? What is it, Harry?” Draco looked so frazzled and worried and it made Harry’s heart warm up again.
“I d-don’t think we c-can go to Paris tonight since I’ll probably be in the hospital…But, I have to a-ask.” Harry took a deep breath and pulled Draco even closer. “Being in this cavern, it just makes me realize…I would do anything for you, and that’s just the tip of the iceberg, because I want to spend forever with you. Will you m-marry me?”
Harry pulled out the ring with a shaky hand and handed it to his shell-shocked boyfriend.
“Harry…” Draco breathed, his breath warm against Harry’s cheek. “You…I-yes.”
“Yes?” Harry asked, his insides feeling light and fluttery despite the fact that his muscles were frozen and his lungs seemed crystallized.
“Yes, you romantic, impulsive, idiot.” Draco leaned in and gave Harry a kiss that would surely be engrained in Harry’s memories forever. A kiss that warmed every inch of Harry’s body and took all the pain and coldness away, almost as if he were never really frozen in the first place.
The End
Author: bleedforyou1
Recipient: purple_lights
Rating: R
Wordcount: 2,184
Warning: Slash. Sexual suggestions. Tiny bit of cross-dressing. Blink-and-you-miss-it flangst.
Disclaimer:All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Harry’s body may be frozen, but his mind is not.
Author's Note: I really hope you like this, purple_lights!!! You’re so awesome, and you’re prompt was really nice, even though I couldn’t quite use everything. Also, many many thanks to my betas, vanessawolfie and wendypops for all the amazing advice and hand-holding! This fic was inspired by Owl City’s “The Tip of the Iceberg”, which I really encourage everyone to listen to!
Harry’s body slowly went numb as he sat in the corner, breathing deeply through his nose, even though it hurt to breathe. He looked down as his fingers were turning blue.
He closed his eyes and tried to tighten his body in order to stop shaking. His heartbeat was thudding in his ears and he felt it beat against his chest like a fluttering bird.
His mind, thankfully, gave him many images to distract from the frostbite that was now starting in his toes. Images of his lover, replaying over and over again as Harry sank more against the frozen cavern.
It was all his fault, really. Kingsley had told him not to go on the mission alone, but Harry had shaken him off, venturing up the tall mountains in the cold weather. He went into the cavern, where the last Death Eater was to be found. Rosier was not there however, but he had a house-elf waiting for him. The elf had specific instructions to steal Harry’s wand and leave him in the cavern to die. Before the elf disappeared, he had closed off all the entrances to the cavern, and Harry was stuck in the frozen cavern of Switzerland, with no one to keep him company as he died.
Harry had tried, of course, to escape, but after two hours of smashing rocks against the cavern’s wall, he had succumbed to his limbs locking down in a frozen state.
Curling up, he struggled to breathe as the air in his lungs further chilled the inside of his body. He gasped small breaths as he let his mind wander back to his lover…
“Potter! No!” Draco screamed as Harry jumped across the wide chasm. They were training for a particularly dangerous unit of the Auror team, but Harry and Draco really were the best trainees so far. That’s why they had been partnered up for the last year of training.
Harry landed swiftly, tumbling across the field. Draco ran over, his hands fluttering around Harry’s body as Harry lay in pain.
“Fuck. I didn’t think that would actually work,” Harry chuckled low under his breath. “I thought I’d fall into that big ditch and you’d have to scrape my body out.”
“You bloody idiot!” Draco squealed, pulling out his wand to begin healing as much of Harry’s wounds as he could. Harry could always count on Draco to start healing before the mission was even over.
“You love it,” Harry snickered, and then blushed when he realized what he had just said.
“I do,” Draco murmured, not looking at Harry but healing his leg.
In his shock, both at the warm healing charm and his partner’s words, Harry’s leg gave a jump and Draco tumbled down and onto Harry’s body. More specifically, his face.
“Moomph!” Draco huffed as his nose collided with Harry’s.
“Ouch!” Harry leaned up as Draco’s hand came down on Harry’s most-likely-broken arm.
“Oh, sorry!” Draco made to get up, but slipped and his lips fell slightly against the corner of Harry’s mouth.
“I’m not sorry at all,” Harry mumbled, using his other not-broken hand to pull Draco’s face down and into a real kiss. Their first kiss of so many…
His body gave another teeth-rattling shudder as the chill settled into his bones. He gripped his cloak closer to him, his fingers going numb and his eyes nearly crossing at the pain.
After their first kiss, they had had a rather whirlwind romance and fallen into bed together only a week later. It was still one of Harry’s best memories.
“Harry! Stop!” Draco giggled, squirming underneath Harry’s tickling assault. “Potter! I command you to stop! This instant!”
“You command me?” Harry laughed, his fingers trying to find his new boyfriend’s ticklish spots. “You can’t command me, darling.”
“HARRY!” Draco screamed as his face turned red with laughter. His arms flailed as he tried to stop Harry, who was straddling him on his bed, and his right arm knocked down the lamp on Draco’s bedside table.
Harry let go and they both sat up, looking down at the shattered lamp that was a gift from Narcissa.
“See? See what you’ve done?” Draco asked, trying to sound stern but still laughing. “You broke the lamp my mother gave me as a house-warming gift.”
“You broke it,” Harry reminded him while pulling his own shirt off.
Draco was silent for a moment, staring at Harry’s body with lust deep in his eyes. He trailed his fingers down Harry’s chest and Harry shivered.
“I want to kiss every part of your body,” Draco whispered huskily, leaning up and kissing Harry’s neck. “I want to bite and lick your golden skin until my mouth memorizes you.”
And Draco really did do just that. He had pulled Harry down and straddled him instead, making sure to his promise as his mouth made tracing patterns down Harry’s body…
Harry imagined Draco kissing his way down his body again. He felt his heart melt at the thought of the blond head moving lower and lower until he took Harry’s cock into his mouth…
Harry’s eyes snapped open. Today was Valentine’s day.
“Fuck.” Harry’s voice sounded ridiculously low even to his own ears, considering his throat was dying from thirst and chill.
Draco had planned such a special night for the two of them-dinner and dancing in Paris before a quiet broom ride across the lake…Harry had even booked a night for them in their special cabin. The cabin where Draco had first shown his kinky side to Harry…
“Draco, come on, have you died in there?” Harry laughed on the other side of the bathroom door. He took another drink from his wineglass and set it down on the dresser before loosening his cuff links. They had just come from a Ministry party down the road and Harry had suggested they rent a cabin to shack up in for the rest of the weekend. He couldn’t wait to spend the weekend devouring every piece of his lover.
“Shut up, Potter. It’s well worth the wait!” Draco’s voice came muffled through the door.
Harry shook his head and wondered what he was even waiting for. It’s not like he hadn’t already seen Draco naked before. However, when the door did open to reveal the man, Harry’s entire body froze in shock.
“Was I right? Is it worth the wait?” Draco smirked, leaning one hand against the door frame and the other on his perfect hip.
His body was wrapped up tight in a black corset with tiny pink bows and lace on the sides. Long pale legs were showing underneath a tiny, frilly miniskirt that was black as well. And, to top it off, his feet were tied up in ridiculously sexy black heels to match.
“Sometimes I like to bring out my…sensitive side,” Draco whispered in an amazingly erotic voice as he bypassed Harry’s frozen state in order to sit down on the edge of the bed and cross his legs seductively.
“Interested?” Draco asked as he looked up through his pale eyelashes and Harry’s body finally unfroze in order to jump Draco’s bones like no other…
Harry bit his lip nervously as he looked around the tiny cavern. Draco was going to kill him when he didn’t come home for their date. Already they had been having trouble spending more time together since Draco had moved from the Auror department into Curse Breaking and Harry had become Head Auror. Their lives were so busy; the only time they got to spend together was at night and on holidays.
“Draco,” Harry whispered, his breath puffing out as his teeth chattered. “I m-miss you…”
“What the hell is that?”
Harry looked back at Draco’s disgusted look and sighed. He walked back over and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s shoulders.
“It’s a Porsche. A fancy type of car that a lot of people would die for, love.”
“More like die in. That thing does not look capable of driving anywhere. It looks like one of Teddy’s toys.”
“I promise, it looks bigger inside. Would you please just trust me?”
Draco heaved a sigh before following Harry into the car. “Fine. I can’t believe you bought this contraption in the first place.”
“Well, it’s an investment really,” Harry laughed. “Think of all the sex it’ll hold.”
“Sex?” Draco turned to him with a raised eyebrow.
“Yeah. I mean, I get really turned on when I’m driving fast and you’ll look so hot with sunglasses and your blond hair flying in the wind…Fuck, see? I’m getting a hard-on just thinking about it and I haven’t started driving yet.”
“Let me help you with that,” Draco smirked, flexibly crawling over the small seats and straddling Harry’s lap.
Harry laughed softly when he thought of that memory. Merlin, that car really had been quite the investment. Draco had even learned how to drive it and now he loved taking rides with Harry.
Sighing, Harry leaned his head back and smacked it softly against the cavern’s wall. Draco made him warm. Hell, even thoughts of Draco were currently warming him up enough just to stay alive at the moment. With a shaking hand, Harry pushed his hand into his inner cloak pocket and pulled out a small silver piece of jewellery.
Raising it up, Harry looked through the hole and smiled. The platinum band was encrusted with three tiny diamonds and Harry had bought it after only four months his first date Draco. He’d been keeping it in his pocket for three months now, and he still wasn’t sure that Draco was ready.
Of course, he knew that Draco loved him, but he didn’t know if Draco was really ready to marry him and just be with him for the rest of his life.
As Harry’s thoughts spun, his eyes closed and his brain felt woozy. He hadn’t had anything to eat or drink in a while, and there was the fact that his body was slowly turning into an icicle.
Maybe, if he just took a nap…
“Harry, Harry wake up,” Draco’s voice was soft and sweet in Harry’s ear. Harry mumbled something unintelligible and rolled over in bed, gripping Draco’s waist closer to him.
“Oh come on now, we have to go to work. But guess what? Only one more day! Tomorrow’s going to be so much fun. After you get home from work we’ll head off to Paris. Oh, I love that we get to have Valentine’s Day with each other,” Draco was rambling.
“I love you,” Harry whispered, curling up closer to his boyfriend and letting his lips rove over his soft neck. Draco was soft and sweet like the most exquisite chocolate.
“I love you too, Harry,” Draco was saying. “Harry, Harry-Harry?”
Harry woke with a start and heard someone screaming his name.
“D-d-Draco?” Harry’s teeth chattered as he tried to stand. His limbs were frozen and he barely made it to a standing position. “Draco?”
“Harry? Harry, baby, are you in there? Merlin, you must be so frozen, Harry! We’re working on breaking the rocks, okay? Just hold on a minute-“ Draco broke off before Harry heard him yelling at someone else. “Fuck, move over, I’m going to use an explosion charm!”
Harry had a chance to take a few steps back before Draco even yelled. “Harry? If you can hear me, just stand as far back as you can, okay?”
A large explosion caused debris and rocks to shatter all around Harry and when he finally looked up, he felt arms wrapping around him and a low voice in his ear.
“Harry-I thought I lost you,” Draco was whimpering. “Please, please be okay. Don’t ever do that to me again!”
A few Healers were coming inside, along with Harry’s fellow Aurors and Draco’s fellow Curse Breakers. The Healers came and helped Harry up, getting ready to Apparate him to the hospital.
“Wait, Draco, wait.” Harry shivered violently as he pulled Draco closer, clutching at him with numb fingers. “I have-I have to ask you s-s-something.”
“What? What is it, Harry?” Draco looked so frazzled and worried and it made Harry’s heart warm up again.
“I d-don’t think we c-can go to Paris tonight since I’ll probably be in the hospital…But, I have to a-ask.” Harry took a deep breath and pulled Draco even closer. “Being in this cavern, it just makes me realize…I would do anything for you, and that’s just the tip of the iceberg, because I want to spend forever with you. Will you m-marry me?”
Harry pulled out the ring with a shaky hand and handed it to his shell-shocked boyfriend.
“Harry…” Draco breathed, his breath warm against Harry’s cheek. “You…I-yes.”
“Yes?” Harry asked, his insides feeling light and fluttery despite the fact that his muscles were frozen and his lungs seemed crystallized.
“Yes, you romantic, impulsive, idiot.” Draco leaned in and gave Harry a kiss that would surely be engrained in Harry’s memories forever. A kiss that warmed every inch of Harry’s body and took all the pain and coldness away, almost as if he were never really frozen in the first place.
The End