[New story] Best vacations ever #1 (Harry/Narcissa) (Patreon)

Summary: During his vacation, Harry and Narcissa meet, so a vacation full of passion happens...

All characters are adults

Pairing: Harry/Narcissa

Chapter #1: A time for himself.

Mexico is a place Harry always wanted to visit, but of course, that wasn’t something realistic to achieve because he had many worries, like not being killed by Voldemort. Luckily, that’s over; it’s been a year since Voldemort was defeated, and Harry had decided to take a year for himself.

Long gone is the worry of the war; he needed time to heal and was almost ready to get back to action, maybe to join the Auror forces or do something else. Whatever he felt like, he had all the time in the world, and he had all the resources he needed; the possibilities were endless for someone like him.

For now, the only thing that mattered to him was having fun in Mexico. He had just broken up with Ginny because they wanted different things in life. It was clear that the war affected them differently, so Harry decided to take a break on the other side of the Atlantic.

Right now, the plane he was using was finally landing at its destination, Cancun. He wanted to have a fun week on the beach, and who knows? Maybe even see the cenotes caused by the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs. One would think that it’s weird for a wizard to use Muggle transportation methods, but even if they’re not as instant as magical ones, at least they’re less disgusting.

Apparating and using portkeys saves you a lot of time; however, Harry still has trouble handling the side effects. Harry is convinced that there are lifelong consequences from using those types of transportation mechanisms; maybe he was being too paranoid, but after dying and coming back to life, he now appreciates his life even more.

Also, the fact that he never had the chance to use a plane was the perfect excuse to travel like this. There was no way his uncles were taking him with them on their trips to Europe, so now he finally had the opportunity to experience that. It wasn’t too bad; he was a bit intimidated at first, but he was surprised by how comfortable he felt while flying on a plane. It was even better than traveling by car, as there weren’t any road rage incidents.

Also he was able to see a couple of Ufos, which was something cool, now he knows why this method of transportation is considered the best, and to make things better, Harry took a first class flight, so, for the first time he was letting himself to be treated with care, and it wasn’t too bad for the dark-haired wizard considering how much he hated lush stuff.

His thoughts were interrupted when the flight attendant told him that they had reached their destination. Harry nodded and soon got ready. Once again, this experience was so new and confusing but fun at the same time; the checking at customs was easy, as Harry only carried his wand, which was enchanted for Muggles so it would look like a backpack to them.

Soon, once he had everything ready, he went to an empty store and cast a translation spell so people would understand what he said, and he would do the same. Once he was outside, he grabbed a cab and told the driver to take him to a certain resort.

Harry could only stare with awe at the scenery as they drove away. This was so different and so cool; he was curious to see how much fun he was going to have on this trip.

A few hours later, Harry was coming back from the beach. The water was so crystalline, but it was twilight hour, and after collecting some rocks that he found on the beach, he decided to get back to his suite. The fun was just about to start because he was planning a night out.

He decided to dress casually after taking a shower, and so he landed at a club. The music was loud, and the drinks were great; women were trying to flirt with him, and he was already thinking of accepting their proposals when suddenly a waitress got him a drink that he didn’t ask for.

“I’m sorry, Miss. I think you’re wrong; I didn’t ask for this,” Harry said in a calm tone.

“It’s a gift, sir, from the older lady there,” the waitress said, pointing at an older blonde woman, and Harry’s eyes widened as he recognized her.

He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He thought he was going insane because the person who sent him that drink looked exactly like Narcissa Black. Yes, Black, because she has divorced Lucius. The Malfoy divorce thing was a shitshow; the whole magical country was paying attention to them. He thanked the waitress, then grabbed the drink and soon joined the older woman.

“Mrs. Malfoy?” Harry asked, smacking himself for saying that.

“I used to be that, yes… Now you can just call me Narcissa, if you want to,” she said with an amused tone.

“I can’t believe it; this is a small world. I wasn’t expecting to see someone I knew here in this beach paradise,” Harry confessed with a calm tone.

“Me too, but… It's not a bad thing, right?” She asked with a flirtatious tone.

Harry could feel the blood run down to his crotch; he took a sip of the drink and smiled.

“No… Of course not,” he told her in a calm tone. “Thank you for the drink, by the way,” he said calmly.

“Oh, don’t worry, I just wanted to break the ice. Would you like to dance?” She asked as she got up.

There was not much light on the club, however, now that she was on her feet, Harry realized how good she looked, she was wearing a tight red dress that hugged her curves and left little to imagination about her bosom, she was also wearing also black high heels, Harry doesn’t know what he’s doing but he’s liking where this was going, he nodded and soon they moved to the dance floor.

The music was that electronic sound that was sounding across Europe; it was called dance music, and it was really something else, and it seemed like Narcissa was enjoying every bit of it. Harry too decided to join her, and soon they were lost in the dance; nothing else mattered.

Five minutes later…

They couldn’t continue in that club for too long. Now they were outside Harry’s apartment, kissing as if their lives depended on it. They didn’t know what possessed them to be doing something like this, but neither of them wanted to question it. Harry’s hands were moving all over her body while hers were caressing his back.

“Fuck… That’s amazing, Narcissa,” Harry couldn’t help but confess.

“And the night’s just starting… I think we should get inside, don’t you think?” She asked with a hopeful tone.

It was clear that she wanted him, and Harry felt the same way towards her, so he decided to open the door without hesitation. However, the moment he closed the door, before he could say something, the woman jumped into his arms once again to capture his lips.

That made Harry realize that this was no time for chatting, and soon he started to kiss her back. A few moments later, he was carrying her around the room as they shared this kiss. This was going to be an interesting night, to say the least; that’s for sure.