A/N I'm back! Anyway I was sitting in my own ged math class and this popped into my head. and since the teacher decided to leave us alone with a stupid teacher that had no idea what he was doing and just kept repeating what she had just taught i decided to write it down. btw i am having some issues with my keyboard not registering that i have typed a certain key so any spelling mistakes with missing letters im very sorry about.
Fun With Math
Harry Potter was bored. He was sitting in a muggle GED class. He'd left the wizarding worl, and Britain, almost directly after the final battle. Now he was sitting in a Portland Community College classroom in Oregon, in the United States of America, trying to learn enough to pass his exams and get his high school diploma so that he could get a decent job to support himself. He knew some people were still looking for him, even though it had been five years since he'd packed all his possessions, said goodbye to those still alive (and who knew he was alive), and left his past behind forever. He had lied to them, and promised to write, knowing it was the only way he was getting out of Britain without giving an exact destination. After all, Hermione was scary when she was riled up. Harry thought of his best mate for years, Ron Weasley, who he knew would not be one of the people searching for him. He and Harry had had a falling out in fifth year.
Harry had started dating a Slytherin named Blaise Zabini and Ron had completely lost it when Harry had told him. Harry and Blaise had been dating for nearly two years when Blaise had been cruely ripped from him in the last weeks before the final battle. Voldemort, knowing the end was near, had been scrambling to recruit, willing or not, you either joined or died. Blaise had been abducted from the train on the way to King's Cross after the leaving feast at the end of their seventh and final year. Death Eaters had attacked the train, taking all the seventh and sixth year purebloods they could find. Some, like Luna, had managed to stay off their radar, but others, like Susan Bones, had not. Susan had been stubborn, and had refused to bow down to Voldemort and, consequently, had been tortured to death.
When they had attacked, Harry had been in the loo. Harry had bolted from the loo at the first scream. When he had seen the figures with the black robes and bone white masks dragging students towards the rear of the train, he panicked.
"Blaise!" He screamed frantically. He had to find Blaise! Finally he spotted him running towards him. Blaise was only 30 feet from him when it happened. Harry saw a Death Eater appear behind Blaise and raise his wand. Thinking quickly, Harry raised his own wand. "Accio Blaise!" He shouted. Blaise flew towards him but he never got to Harry. A Death Eater apparated directly into Blaise's path, intercepting him and apparating away again before Harry could even so much as think of doing anything to stop him.
Twelve hours later, Harry was laid out on the couch in the living room of Number Twelve Grimauld Place, tears leaking down his face at a steady pace, though slower than before. Suddenly, a loud, thinder like sound reverberated through the house. Harry leapt to his feet, racing to the front window, shifting the curtain aside to see into the square. Two dozen Death Eaters and Lord Voldemort himself stood there.
"Potter! I have a gift for you." Harry's blood froze in his veins when two Death Eaters came forth with a wooden cross floating between them. Ther was a figure pinned to the cross, bt harry was unable to see who it was. "It seems, my dear Harry, that you were hiding something from me, hmm? A lover, perhaps?" And in a sudden rush of cold, terrifying, horrible clarity, Harry knew just exactly who was nailed to that damnable wood. Harry tore open the door and raced towards the group, but was, once again, not quick enough, and screamed in horror and heart breaking pain as Voldemort pointed his wand at Blaise, firing off a curse that Harry could not hear, but could, quite clearly, see the effects of. Blaise's stomach began to bloat and, within moments, his intestines were pushing their way through to drop to the filthy ground below him. Voldemort laughed and ordered his Death Eaters to destroy the Order then left, still laughing. Harry vaguely heard Sirius shouting his name, but he paid him no attention. He could feel his magic fighting to get out and, for once, he did not fight to reign it in. He simply gave in to his screaming instincts.
He pulled his wand, pointed it at the gathered crowd of Death Eaters, and screamed the words for that most horrible of curses.
A massive light, green as his eyes, burst from his wand, encompassing the group. When the light had faded, all the robed figures were lying dead upon the ground, looks of terror on each face.
Harry could feel someone shaking him, yelling his name. Harry shook him off and stumbled on shaky legs to Blaise's body. He carefully pulled the nails out with his magic and cradled his broken, lifeless body to his own, sobbing his heart out. Harry felt hands lift Blaise's body and jerked his head up to see Moody gently lifting Blaise into his arms. Harry climbed to his feet and followed the man into the house.
Sirius grabbed his arm and dragged him into the kitchen where the rest of the Order was gathered.
"What the hell were you thinking, Harry?!" Sirius screamed in his face. "Why would you risk your life for that scum?! He's just a dirty snake! A Slytherin! He isn't worth it!"
Those that knew of Harry and Blaise's relationship backed up, even Ron. They had all seen how protective Harry was of Blaise, and they all knew that what Sirius had just said and what Harry had seen tonight was going to push him over te edge.
"That so called scum, that you just insulted, was the love of my life. I was going to propose to him at the dinner party tomorrow night. You would do well to keep your opinions to yourself."
Sirius' face was steadily darkening in anger, and he did not heed the warning in Harry's voice and eyes.
"Well, I guess its a good thing he died tonight because you would have been sorely disappointed tomorrow when I had informed you that said engagement would never be happening, since I have control of your vaults until your twenty first birthday and I can cut you off at any time, for any reason. No godson of mine is going to marry a dirty snake!"
At this point, everyone in the know decided it would be a good time to head for the hills. Harry started growling before he grabbed Sirius by the throat and hoisted him up against the wall and began shaking him like a rag doll. Severus Snape, the only one brave enough to stay, pried Harry's fingers off Sirius' throat and started speaking.
"Potter! I know he's an asshole, but you can not kill him. If you go to Azkaban, then Voldemort wins. Is that what you want? For Blaise's death to be in vain?"
Harry shook Snape off and got up in Sirius' face.
"Since you want to threaten me with my inheritance then I guess now is a good time to tell you that you can keep it for all I care. And as far as I am concerned, you are no longer my godfather." And with Sirius' shell shocked face burned into his memories, Harry left Grimauld, not once looking back.
Moody had brought him Blaise's body for burial a few days later and two weeks after the funeral, Voldemort was dead, with all but a select few believing that Harry had died with him. Now here he was, in muggle America, in a class for high school dropouts.
He didn't pay attention whent he teacher walked in. In fact, he was so far into la-la land that it took the shocking familiarity of the teacher's voice to bring him out of it.
"Welcome, class, to math. This class is for your GED and if you are not serious about it, I suggest you leave now and save us all a lot of wasted time and energy. My name is Severus Snape and I will be your teacher in this course. Now since many people decide not to continue with my classes after the first lesson, I will be taking roll call so that I will know next lesson who is serious about being here and learning." Harry's heart had frozen in his chest when he heard that silky voice. It seized up altogether when he heard him call,
"Malfoy, Draco," and heard a soft "Here." in reply.
After the softly spoken, "Parker, Anaise," Snape froze and Harry could hear a soft indrawn breath, then, "Potter, Harry."
Harry raised his head and his eyes met those of his former potion's professor. Snape's eyes widened, then his head snapped up and bellowed out, "Everyone other than misters Potter and Malfoy need to leave this class. Now!" And just like that, the desks were empty, with the students all trying to squeeze out the door at the same time.
Draco and Snape both turned towards Harry and looked at him expectantly.
"Well, Potter? Are you going to explain or just sit there like the moron you are?"
"Sev, love, stop being a bastard." Draco then looked at Harry and simply said, "Why?"
Harry dragged in a shaky breath and began speaking.
"I fellin love with, not one, but two men. And I couldn't have either one of them because they were already in love. With each other. It hurt to have to see them every day. Then they started giving me odd looks and I knew they had figured it out. I didn't want to cause problems and I didn't want to hurt anymore, so I left. I made it look like I may have died, told Hermione, Neville, and Luna I was leaving then split. And I haven't been back since."
Harry finished his story and looked up. Draco had a shocked look on his face while Snape was just frozen. Then Draco spoke up.
"Wait, I thought you were with Blaise."
Harry chuckled. "That was one of my better sneaky ideas, but also the worst at the same time. Blaise and I were never lovers. We were blood brothers. I asked him to pretend to date me to keep the rabid fans away and he laughed and agreed. He thought it was a brilliant idea, even after I reminded him that he could be in more danger from Voldemort."
"So who was it you were in love with?" Snape queried.
"I'm sorry. I can not tell you that. But you won't have to worry about having to deal with me anymore. I'll be moving along as soon as I can get home and get the place packed up."
Harry gathered his things and moved to leave, never noticing the knowing, plotting look the other two men shared, nor the semi-evil grins upon their faces. Harry felt someone grab his arm then felt the uncomfortable sensation of apparition, before landing on a softness that could only be a bed, with a body on either side of him.
"You were correct, Mr. Potter. We DID notice the longing, lust filled looks you had been throwing our way. It confused us because we, like everyone else, thought you madly in love with Blaise. It upset us because when we noticed you looking at us in such a way, it made us realized our own feelings for you. We were in love with you, too."
Harry's breath hitched in his chest and he looked at the faces of the two men hovering above him, looking at him with twin looks of love and lust in their eyes.
"So you see, Mr. Potter, you will not be going anywhere. Not without us, at any rate. Now how about we have some fun with math?"
Harry laughed and reached up to pull snape down to him as he felt Draco begin to remove his clothing. He moaned into the kiss when he felt Snape's tongue delve into his mouth, licking every surface it could reach. He felt Draco remove his trousers and pants as Snape's nimble fingers unbuttoned his shirt and removed it to get at the smooth skin beneath. Harry whimpered as Snape ended the kiss.
"Harry. This is important. Have you ever had sex before?"
Harry looked at him and whimpered before nodding. Snape grinned before leaning down to lick and nip his way down Harry's neck to his nipples. Meanwhile Draco had been woking his way up Harry's legs to his cock, licking and sucking randomly. He looked at the tip and licked his lips before gently blowing on it. Harry's hips bucked and he moaned loudly. Draco smirked to himself.
'If he liked that he's going to love this.'
Draco opened his mouth and completely swallowed Harry down. Harry screamed and desperately tried to thrust his hips but Draco held him down, keeping his hand tightly around Harry's base to keep him from coming as he used all the skill at his disposal to bring Harry as much pleasure as possible. After a few minutes he wordlessly conjured lubrication onto his fingers and began to probe Harry's hole. He slid first one then two fingers in, giving Harry the minimum stretching required to not tear around Severus' sizeable girth while still being tight enough to drive Severus insane with desire. He pulled off Harry's cock and removed his fingers from his pulsing, sucking hole to grab Severus' cock and lube it with what remained on his hand. Severus groaned at the feel of Draco's hand and removed his mouth with a pop from Harry's throat where he had been busy leaving his mark. He thrust his hips shallowly into Draco's hand a few times before pulling away to flip Harry onto his chest and knees with his arse in the air.
"I'm going to fuck you, hard and fast, and you are going to love it. You are going to be a good little slut and tell me with your body how much you love my big cock plowing into your abused little hole. And if I think you've been a good enough fuck, I'll let you come. While I'm fucking your arse, Draco will be fucking your mouth. I want you to swallow him all down. You see we've waited years to have you all to ourselves and I think it's only fair that we get a very nice reward, don't you? So, we're going to fuck you until we all come then, when we've all recovered, Draco and I are going to switch and do it all over again until we've all collapsed from exhaustion."
Harry only had time to shiver at the tone in Severus' voice before screaming out in ecstasy as Severus thrust brutally into his body, groaning at the warm tightness surrounding his cock.
"Almost forgot," he murmured before grabbing Harry around the base of his cock and muttering something. Harry gasped out as he felt cold metal encircle him and whined when Severus told him that it would only open for him.
Draco shifted into place in front of Harry and Harry raised himself onto his hands and opened his mouth, allowing Draco to thrust his throbbing cock deep into his waiting mouth, gagging him as Draco's cock went partially down his throat. Draco groaned as he roughly grabbed Harry's hair, pulled back, and began a punishing pace with Harry attempting to breathe.
"Gonna fuck your mouth hard and come all over that pretty face. Then I'm going to smear it in so that you'll always be marked as our whore."
Harry was in heaven though. All of his previous lovers had assumed that because he was petite, he would prefer slow gentle lovemaking to hard, fast fucking. When he had attempted to correct them, they had expressed discomfort witht he idea of being rough with him. So to Harry, to have two men who weren't afraid they were going to break him while fucking him was a dream come true. That it was the two men he'd never thought he could have was icing on the cake.
Severus leaned over and paused in the middle of pounding into him, making Harry whine in the back of his throat, which in turn made Draco groan deep in his throat. Severus moved his mouth close to Harry's ear.
"You see, Harry, one plus one plus one equals three. See? We're having fun with math," Snape said in his velvety voice, and with that Snape leaned back, pulled his cock all the way out until only the tip remained, then snapped his hips forward, slamming into Harry's prostate at the same time as he removed the cock ring. Draco, somehow, had managed to time his latest thrust into Harry's mouth with the loosening of the ring, and had managed to finally succeed in getting his cock the rest of the way down Harry's throat. That was all Harry could take as he exploded all over the black silk sheets below him, screaming around Draco's cock and his hole pulsing around Severus', causing sensation to shoot through both men, dragging their orgasms from them. Harry swallowed convulsively around Draco until he removed his cock from his mouth to finish spurting over Harry's face. When Draco's orgasm had finished he used his still mostly hard cock to smear the come on Harry's face over his cheeks and chin then lightly thrusted back into Harry's mouth as an indicator that he should clean him up. Harry lightly suckled on Draco's cock while licking everywhere he could reach, trying to get as much of his come as he could, for he thought Draco tasted divine. Draco shuddered at the sensations racing through his cock, which was rapidly becoming overly sensitive.
As satiation set in, all three men collapsed in a heap, limbs tangled together. Harry chuckled exhaustedly, with his arm thrown over his face.
"We really had fun with math, didn't we?"
His comment made both men snicker tiredly before they curled around Harry and fell asleep, waking a few hours later to do it all over again. Their night consisted of much of the same with Draco and Severus switching places and Harry just sitting back and enjoying the ride. Surprisingly, Harry was never uncomfortable with the fact that noone asked him to move in; he'd just never left and everyone was happy with this arragement.
3 Months Later
Harry came bouncing into the kitchen around lunch time with a grin on his face. Draco and Severus looked at him, noting the grin with relief. Harry had been getting violently sick for weeks now and he had finally agreed to see a healer.
"Hey, Sev, I think you need to give up teaching math."
"Oh? And why is that?"
"Because you were wrong. One plus one plus one does NOT in fact equal three. It equals five."
And with that very confusing statement he laid something on the table for both men to see. They leaned over and promptly fainted when they realized that it was an ultrasound, one that showed, not one but, two fetuses. They awoke a few minutes later to the sight of Harry rolling around on the floor under the table, laughing at them. They looked at each other before showing matching evil grins and grabbing Harry before apparating to their bed to have some more "fun with math."