Title: Tell me Pairing: Harry Potter/Teddy Lupin Rating: NC-17 Disclaimer: This is a work of fan appreciation. All recognizable characters and settings belong to J.K. Rowling. No infringement is intended. Warnings: vague implications of infidelity if you squint really hard Summary: Harry finds himself tempted for all the wrong reasons.
"You remind me of your dad."
"Tell me?"
It was such an innocent request and, yet, Harry knew the answer was as complicated as the reasons why he'd followed Teddy into Ron's old room as the Halloween revels at the Burrows wound down for another year. The similarities in Teddy's silhouette as he stood at the window were almost too much.
"He was a remarkable man." Harry spoke quietly, sharing his memories for longer than he could judge. He spoke until his voice faltered from over emotion. But, when he went to apologize, he found himself instead pinning his twenty-year old godson to the window sill, mouths fused together, tongues curling around each other.
It started with such an innocent request. Or so he thought. Now every time they meet in secret, every time Harry buries himself balls deep in Teddy's body and fucks him until they're both too tired to remember why this is wrong, every time he winces as his robes scrape across the scratches Teddy leaves down his back, Harry tells himself it's the last time. Next time he will be strong enough to say no.
But the last time only lasts until the next innocent request.