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Fate Falls	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 36378 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N~ (Edited for errors) And here is the chapter with the book you all have been looking forward to.. The book will make more appearances of course. Thus ends Harry's very busy Friday
djaddict - I hear ya...lol, there is no smex in this chapter so sorry there... but there of course will be much more later. Say the one after this..(:D) I also had issues with Albus' portrayal, and well I see him, as Harry does in this... And I see both Harry and Albus similarly in the way they carry their burdens. I am glad you love my Albus... Human is something I think we often forget since they are wizards. And I am very appropriately excited that you are inappropriately excited when I update... so get excited again.
Lyran~ I thank you for your review, glad I was able to put to words what I see inside my head. Get better soon... chicken soup and tea...
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Chapter 11 - The Book of Ages
A/N~ The poem in this chapter is all mine, written when I was Harry’s age (yes 15..oh my… I refuse to date myself…), it just seemed to fit here. it is called Love’s chant. I modified it only a little to fit perfectly. And it is copyrighted, so no stealing :P
Harry left the headmaster’s office and walked towards the Room of Requirements. His mind in deep thought about receiving the book when he opened the door.
Harry was in awe as always how the room changed and accommodated his needs. Windows on each side of the walls streamed in some of the moonlight. It was not yet at its peak, but Harry could see that the full light of the moon would drench the room when it reached fullness. A soft glowing circle was etch0ed into the floor, runes lining the edges. The circle was positioned in the middle of the room, a cushion and a block were in the middle of the rune circle. Outside the circle were four chairs next to a small table with bread, cheese and water.
Harry went to sit in one of the chairs and waited. He was nervous, and anxious. Alone many things were warring in his mind. He was afraid of losing himself in this new role, losing his friends, losing Draco. Would this new power make him have to deal with more of the fame he hated so much, more people, more pressure? His role as an Auror was big, but he really had faded in his fame, he had a normal life, with a normal job and a normal family. As normal as the hero of the wizarding world could be. Yet even in his normalcy, he was not content. He had needed something, but never understood what that would be.
The memory of Draco and their passion swept through him. He would choose Draco rather than normal. Draco rather than privacy. He had to survive this new power, this new role. One thing he could not do was give up his own personal savior. Once you have touched the sun, everything else is cold and lifeless.
Draco entered the room shortly after Harry. He spotted Harry sitting on a chair, twisting his fingers. He walked over, took a chair next to Harry, and just reached to entwine his fingers with Harry’s. They sat just like that quiet and taking comfort in each other’s presence. It was all they needed.
Harry’s anxiety drained at the touch of Draco’s hand. So much was passing through his mind, but just Draco’s presence brought peace to his mind. They just were. That was enough.
Ron and Hermione came through the door closer to midnight.    Ron sat in one of the chairs opposite Harry.   They watched as Hermione walked the entire circumference of the circle, stopping to study each rune. When she was finished, she moved to sit next to Harry on his other side.
“The runes are for knowledge, protection, projection, vision, wisdom, compassion, strength, justice, mercy and love. I assume you will be in the middle?” She asked.
“I suppose.” Harry said, he was scared, but Draco was keeping his tension at bay, the simple stroke of that thumb against the skin of his hand was soothing.
“Do you know what else you are to do? Have you heard that voice again?” She asked.
“No. I suppose, I figure out what, in a few minutes.” Harry’s nerves were threatening his calm.
Hermione watched the moon for a bit. “It’s time Harry. We are here for you.”
Harry nodded, Draco let go of his hand and all his fears and anxiety rushed in. He moved to sit on the cushion. He shot a look towards Draco, his home, his comfort. Draco was immediately there, on the other side of the circle, reaching for his hand, and Harry grasped it like the lifeline that it was. He did not pay attention to the rune their hands crossed, but Hermione did. She was about to say something when the room lit up with the blinding light of the full moon it was filtered to hit the block in front of Harry. A large tome appeared, bound in brown leather, heavy with old parchment, and the smell of stale ink blossomed around it. The circle and runes glowed bright and started to pulse in the light. The light burned brightest where Harry and Draco’s hands were connected and the rune started to spark, but neither could let go of each other’s hand. Their eyes locked, green on gray, fear, and wonder flowed into them. A voice old as time itself boomed, even though it seemed like a whisper, all in the room felt it.
Choose outsider. Inside the circle, to be bound, or let go and be divided.
Harry’s eyes widened and watched Draco comprehend the words.
SHIT, he had done this to Draco...drug him into something possibly dangerous. His own need had endangered his angel.
Draco did not hesitate, he had already committed to Harry. He would stand with Harry no matter what would come. He took a breath and stood, not letting go, holding tight to Harry’s hand and stepped inside the circle.
The impact of the commitment from Draco, shattered any remaining walls, and stole Harry’s breath. The rune their hands had crossed glowed and rose, winding itself over their joined hands. The light sliced part of Draco’s hand and then part of Harry’s their blood came together and arced to join the circle below. Harry’s mouth began to move of its own volition, a whisper of words, only for them.
A piece from you, a part of me.
Bound together for eternity.
Bound in love,
Bound in friendship.
Two hearts beating, one yours one mine.
Joined together for all time.
Joined in fate,
Joined in destiny.
Forever in paradise,
Forever in Hell.
Two bodies drawn together, two minds molded into one.
A love fought for and won.
A peace to overwhelm,
A passion to enflame.
Together walking on water, together caught on fire.
Never to be ripped asunder.
Harry felt his soul and mind shatter, and then remade, melting with Draco’s as one. All the while Draco’s eyes never strayed, his hold never faltered, Harry was his, and he would never let go.
Winds came, blowing hard against them, but they stood against the wind. The Fire came, swirling, hot, and suffocating, tearing at them, and yet they still stood against the flames. The cold came, biting, fierce, and numbing, yet stand they did against the cold. Softness came, surrounding them, enveloping them, calming them, sealing them...And they stood together.
When the power storm calmed down, the power and force around them simmered, Harry felt urged to sit. Harry reluctantly let go of Draco’s hand, his breathing still uneven and lowered himself to sit on the cushion Draco moved to stand behind him. The rest of the runes glowed and swirled, they pulsed with a heartbeat only Harry could hear.   He knew it was the heartbeat of the earth. The light pulsed, and swirled, forming into a circle that continued to revolve as it floated over Harry, settling down over his head. The circlet lowered further, seeping into his mind, flooding his brain with knowledge, and power, his body felt energized. And he saw, really saw everything, the dust on the ground, the gnat in the air, the writing on the book and the dark runes now etched on his arms.
Hermione gasped when Harry opened his eyes, they were black, pitch black. She could see things swirling in his eyes, nothing specific as it was too fast, but she was sure she would see herself in there if she concentrated long enough. It sent shivers down her spine.
Let the Book teach you Augur Potter. I will guide you when the Book does not.
“Who are you?” Harry whispered.
Merlin of old, when you cease, you will be the next guiding voice for the future Augur.
Harry opened the Book of Ages. The words seemed to appear as he looked and disappear when he looked away. He looked back only to read the inscription:
The Augur Saeculum, the Seer of the Age. The guiding hand of justice in a world of darkness. Duty to Balance, duty to life, duty to peace, and duty to the earth. Justice and mercy are your goals, visions and compassion are your tools, protection and love your legacy, wisdom and strength the cornerstone of your path. Let your bond be your peace, bringing balance to your path, and strength to your will.
The light faded as the moon rose past the peak. Harry was left with the book, his eyes were faded to normal, but he felt more complete, more settled. Draco’s hand on his shoulder felt peaceful and right. There was a light fading from those mercury eyes as they turned to look down at Harry.
They were bonded.
Draco’s eyes smoldered, as he looked down at HIS Harry, emboldened like he had never been, he took what was his. So quick did he kneel, and his lips were on Harry’s demanding, seeking and branding.   His hands held Harry to him, as he tasted and swept fire into Harry’s mouth, tasting that addiction that was Harry.
Harry was enraptured by the strength he found in his own savior. When their eyes met, he was pulled deep within their depths. Harry found himself possessed, his mouth ravaged, his body quaking at the depth of that claim. He gave up himself to this, his eternity. Harry gave his strength, his love and his passion, taking the same that Draco had for his own… They were one.
Ron and Hermione were stunned, shocked and locked to their chairs. Reaching a trembling hand, Ron took Hermione’s cold one in his. They had just witnessed the consecration of an Augur, and a bonding. Hermione’s eyes shone with wonder, and Ron was shaking with the honor of it all.
Harry broke the kiss, and held out his hand to Draco. Draco blushed at his actions, bolder than he had meant them to be, but he took Harry’s hand and they walked out of the circle. Harry went to reach for the book and found that it flew to his hands. He shrunk it and put it in a pocket of his outer robe. He would have a lot of reading over the holidays.
“What happens now? With the bonding and all?” Harry asked, looking at Draco. “I know nothing about bonds.”
Draco smiled reassuringly, “I’m sure we can manage. It’s like marriages for Muggles, only more permanent. Neither one of us can break the bond except through death.”
“Was that even legal? I mean technically I am 15 and so are you.” Harry wondered.
“Magical bonds are always legal, if done with both parties consent.” Draco answered.
“We can still live our normal lives, we will just be more attuned to each other’s emotions and needs. It’s like marriage, though I am not sure the school’s stance on living arrangements due to our age.” Draco said, pondering the last part.
“Dumbledore will not be available tonight, but possibly Professor Snape would be able to let us know.” Harry was thinking aloud.
“Harry, what does it feel like?” Hermione asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.
Harry thought about that, the knowledge was there, but not like he was a dictionary of world events, the information would flow when needed, and not until then. He knew he would have more visions in the future, but his tasks came first. Power to judge, power to redirect a life path, power to influence hearts and other powers he did not yet understand, were there deep within him, waiting.
“It feels like, there is much waiting to be discovered. However, I know now, with Professor Umbridge that was the manifestation of the Power to judge. I don’t know everything, like you do.” Harry grinned, “But I know if the knowledge is needed, it will be there.” Harry tried to explain, but even that just did not sound like the perfect explanation.
“Why did your eyes go black?” Ron asked.
“When the Augur sees, at times it is a mirror of truth to be looked upon with great trepidation, and times it is a vision that produces the Augur sight, the eyes are a depiction of the abyss of the Augur’s power provided by the power of the earth flowing through him.” Harry explained.
Hermione gaped at him.
“What?” Harry asked.
“You actually sound, well different when you talk like that.” She said, trying to hide her embarrassment.
“You two should go to bed, while Draco and I head down to talk to Professor Snape.” Harry said, heading for the door, Draco followed behind him quietly.
Ron yawned and nodded, Hermione took his hand and they walked out the door. Harry and Draco followed. They headed in opposite directions, with Harry and Draco headed for the dungeons.
Before they got to Professor Snape's quarters, Harry stopped and pierced Draco with a questioning stare. “Are you ok? With this, I mean. I can still give it all up, if it makes you unhappy. I could not bear it if you regret this.” Harry confessed his greatest fear. He held his breath, the ache trembling within him.
Draco was stunned. How could he not want his angel bonded with him?
Draco moved to take Harry’s hands, and watched the strain flow out of him. He understood. Harry was his own savior, his angel, his sanity...And he was the balance and peace for Harry. When they were not touching there was doubt, when they touched, there was peace.
Draco let go softly, keeping only an inch or two between their fingertips. He looked deep into emerald pools of uncertainty. “I want this Harry, I CHOSE this, with you.” He put as much emphasis on the word ‘chose’ as he needed to get his point across.
“I…” Harry started.
Draco shushed him with his finger, “Let’s talk to Professor Snape before it gets any later.”
Draco moved forward and knocked loudly, knowing that his head of House would hear, it just might take the man a minute to get presentable. And he took Harry’s hand as they waited. He held up Harry’s arm and looked at each dark rune, it was like a tattoo on Harry’s skin, sexy...definitely sexy, and he bent to taste one when the door swung open and a loud cough sounded.
Draco straightened, Harry looked up trying to look normal despite the blush.
“To what do I owe this late night visit, Mr. Malfoy… Mr. Potter.” Professor Snape asked his robes impeccable as always.
“We need to know the School’s stance on wizards our age, who have been magically bonded.” Harry asked firmly.
Severus looked between them both, something hummed between them, like the striking of a musical chord on a stringed instrument. Evidently whatever that was, satisfied the Professor’s perusal.
“We have not had a bonded couple in many years. Nevertheless, the rules allow for the sharing of quarters once the bond has been made, though it will have to wait, until the Headmaster can set things up. Since you both go home tomorrow, they should be settled by the time you return. IF you can be parted, I would suggest your own dorms… IF however, you cannot, I would suggest Harry’s dorm, since the Gryffindors are a bit more understanding than the rest of your group Mr. Malfoy.” Severus imparted.
The boys nodded, and Harry grinned… “My place then?”
Draco nodded, “lead the way.”
They both missed the muttered, “bloody Gryffindors.” as the Professor closed his door.
~TBC - Please rate and review and point out any mistakes I missed, I will fix them... Thank you all for reading... enjoy...On to the holidays and some Sirius (I mean serious...) action...and fun.0
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Chapter 11 - The Book of Ages