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Harry stared over at where Eddie was pacing, the other teenager’s eyes wild and unfocused. His long, curly hair was more ragged than normal, more than a few strands falling into his face. The sounds of people flooding into the school for tonight’s basketball game filled the building behind them and Harry could almost hear the yells and shouts of the basketball team. Of his team. Harry sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Yeah, he’d signed up for the basketball team a month into his stay here but the other team members weren’t quite like his quidditch team back in his world.
The only one he tolerated was Lucas. Jason and his cronies were walking tossers who flicked between asking him how England had been and calling him Prince Potter, more on the mocking side though. His newness had worn off last week, now that he hadn’t done anything to draw any attention. Hadn’t picked a girl to hang off his arm.
“Eddie?”
“D&D isn’t a satanist game,” Eddie said, gesturing wildly in no particular direction.
“I know.”
“People are just repeating rumors they hear in the news,” Eddie continued, like Harry hadn’t even spoken, scowling and pushing his hair out of his eyes, making it more wild. Harry winced at the sight, pondering the thought that Eddie might have worse hair than he did. “Parents are scared and they think it’s real. We’re all freaks who worship Satan.”
“Eddie, I just wanted some--”
“Or cocksuckers,” Eddie interrupted, shrugging as his eyes darkened. “Carver and his cronies, his team , think that.”
Harry snorted, nodding in agreement even though Eddie was lost in his rant and wasn’t even seeing him. Even though he himself was on that team. He wasn’t gonna take offense though. “Eddie, I don’t mean to stop you but do you have…uh…some of the goods with you?”
“Goods? No. We gotta meet up somewhere else,” Eddie replied practically on autopilot, his gaze elsewhere. “Avoid anyone thinking that I, that little old me, could sell drugs! Oh! How could I? I know some people think that my D&D group were responsible for the mall fire this summer! And of course we were!”
“Give me the stink eye and move on, people!” Eddie continued, gesturing down at himself. “I’ve seen it all!”
Harry held up a hand, opening his mouth and then closing it. Opened it again. Thought about what today was and flinching. “Eddie. If I let you suck my cock, will it get you to calm down?”
Eddie stopped mid stride, turning around in the corner of the classroom and stared at him. Blinked once. His eyes had gone wide, more than a little bit…dark. His hands paused in mid air, his nostrils flaring. “Oh, sure. Just because it’s all the gossip.”
Harry tilted his head and waited.
“I have sucked cock. Just not.” Eddie took a step towards him and then stopped, rocking back against the wall behind him, taking a deep breath. Eddie licked his lips, his gaze going south to where Harry’s cock was, under his jeans. A surge of heat trickled through Harry’s veins at the sight, at the way that Eddie was looking at him. “Yeah. Sure. And then drugs later.”
Harry padded over, his eyes on Eddie’s, as he closed the distance between them. He slowly reached out to curl his fingers around Eddie’s shoulder, feeling the other teen’s muscles flex under his fingers. Eddie swallowed and reached out, a faint blush tinging his cheeks, curling his fingers into the waistband of Harry’s jeans.
Harry slid his fingers over, brushing his knuckles against Eddie’s neck and seeing a tremor go through him.
Eddie peered at him, his pink tongue peeking out of his mouth, and fell to his knees without another word. Harry’s breath caught in his chest at the sight, watching as Eddie nimbly unzipped his jeans, baring his cock. Harry shivered at the cool air and sighed, watching as Eddie leaned in to lick a sloppy line of heat on his dick.
Harry groaned quietly, keeping himself still by sheer force of will, and let Eddie do what he wanted. His cock hardened more, all of his blood falling south, and making his nerves light up. Making everything light up and focus on the other boy. That hair of his though…Eddie blew a breath against the hair that fell into his face, exasperatedly.
Harry trailed his hands up to thread into Eddie’s hair, hearing the whine that started low in Eddie’s throat, and gathered all of it. Pulled it back behind Eddie’s head, tugging on it just a little and seeing Eddie’s eyes darken even more. Seeing his pupils dilate, turn everything black. Eddie trembled and swallowed him up, mouthing over him.
Heat flooded him at the sight, as Eddie peered up at him, Harry’s cock in his mouth. “Good boy.”
Eddie moaned, his cheeks reddening even more, and took him in even more, letting Harry rest in his mouth. Just for a second and then Harry pulled him in, tugging some and Eddie closed his eyes before taking him in all the way, practically choking on him.
Harry let out a choked sound, half strangled, half aroused, hot all the way through, and felt his knees tremble. He locked his knees, falling back on the strength he had built up over the last year. On the run and fleeing from Death Eaters and Snatchers had made him lean and flexible. Getting up to run in the mornings in this world, running the perimeter of the trailer park, had kept his body in shape.
For a few minutes, the only sounds that filled the empty classroom were their combined breathing, the wet squelch of Eddie trying to deepthroat him. Harry swallowed down a louder moan, keeping Eddie’s hair out of his face, as he slowly rolled his hips. Bucking into that wet, hot mouth, testing boundaries. Testing the waters and seeing Eddie’s dick harden in his jeans.
Eddie moaned loudly, tears pooling in his eyes, drool dribbling from his lips, and his breath stuttering. He swallowed around him, peering up at him as he did, and twisted his tongue in a way that sent Harry closer to that edge. Heat curled through the pit of his gut, at the base of his spine, as he thrust into Eddie’s mouth, breathing hard, chasing pleasure, and quickly moved Eddie’s hair into one hand. He slid his other down to squeeze the nape of Eddie’s neck in warning, feeling Eddie curl a hand around his calf.
As if to hold on, as if to prove something, and Harry came with a strangled groan, only seeing Eddie pull off at the last second. He spilled right onto the classroom wall behind him, behind Eddie, breath stuttering, the sounds of their breathing filling the classroom.
Harry’s fingers curled around Eddie’s nape, flexing a little. Eddie whined low in his throat and then the door slammed shut across the room. Echoing in the quiet and drawing Harry’s attention, seeing Jason’s shocked gaze in the minute before the other teenager fled, a sneer on his lips.
Eddie flinched, his face losing all color, losing all of that pretty red. Losing the quiet expression and fear taking its place rapidly.
Harry opened his mouth and then withdrew his fingers from Eddie’s soft but oily hair reluctantly. Eddie was hard but slowly losing interest underneath his jeans and his fingers were still curled around Harry’s calf, as if using him as an anchor.
“Let me handle him,” Harry finally spoke, glancing down at his basketball jersey. Hawkins High School. Basketball team. No Gryffindor colors this time.
Eddie blinked up at him dazedly, his eyes wide. His hands were calm, tight around Harry’s leg.
“Eddie,” Harry started, reaching out to cup his cheek, thumbing away some drool. “You’re safe. Trust me.”
“I do.” Eddie’s voice was hoarse, rough, and Harry had to take a minute to count to twenty, realizing that he was the cause for that.
Something warm curled into Harry’s chest at the words, slithering under his rib cage at the look in Eddie’s eyes. No one here knew what or who he was, or what he could do, and he meant to keep it that way, at least for now, but Eddie looking at him like that. Like he knew Harry would keep him safe…
Harry bent down to slip his fingers through Eddie’s ringed ones, squeezing briefly before pulling. Eddie glanced down at their hands, his eyes widening like he hadn’t realized he was doing it, and pulled away.
“Go. Kick his ass,” Eddie said, grinning a little.
“Aye, aye, captain,” Harry offered, teasing, and Eddie let out a choked laugh, going bright red.