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Learning to Love a Veela	By : razldazzl72 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 25584 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A/N: This is coming to an end folks. Just a reminder for those of you who are 18 the aff address will be posted in my bio for the full chapter 18. For now though they are both running the same. The only exception will be chapter 18. There will still be a chapter 18 posted here but it will NOT be the full chapter sine I don't want to get this story banned. Between now and Friday I will post the address for my authors page in my bio.
Chapter 17
The last of the term actually passed by quickly for the whole school. Everyone left Draco and Harry alone mainly because they were terrified of Fafner. Harry and Draco slowly got to know each other better, and it was then that Harry realized that he was definitely in love. Ron, Hermione and Sirius all watched as the couple grew closer together and the bonding grew closer.
They had had a couple of squabbles, but nothing too major. When they’d fought it had been about power struggles and who would be the dominant in the relationship. Harry really was a strong person even if he’d seemed weak on several occasions. He loved the attention Draco lavished him with, but at the same time it made him feel inferior. Draco didn’t want that; he only wanted to care for Harry. Tonight was another classic example of their power struggle.
"I told you not to baby me like that anymore; I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself," Harry huffed. Draco was yet again trying to do what he thought was best, never once considering how that might make Harry feel. The fights never lasted too long nor did they ever turn physical with the exception of the kissing and making-up at the end.
"Harry, I’m just worried about you, that’s all," Draco whined. "I don’t want you getting hurt again. I really think we need to find a comfortable medium here if we’re going to be happy. Sure, all couples argue, but both of us have always been independent up until now." Draco’s eyes softened immediately when he thought of Harry before all the depression that had settled around the raven haired boy after fighting Voldemort. This Harry was resurfacing again, and that’s what was causing problems, not major ones they couldn’t work through, but getting around and working out a comfortable medium was proving to be a problem. "I’m glad your independent again, really I am; it’s great to see that fire back in your eyes, but I have got hormones, or whatever you want to call them, flying through me like blood saying that I need to do everything for you, and I want to do everything for you, Harry." Draco sighed after saying this; they’d gone over this before, at least three or four times in the last week, and it was getting to be almost a daily affair now.
Harry sighed in exasperation. "I know, Draco, and I’m sorry I flew off the handle, but it’s really annoying." Half smirking, Harry then said, "If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you do this sort of thing just so we can kiss and make up." Harry’s expression changed again with the seriousness of the situation. "We are still getting to know each other, and I had some emotionally draining things happen. You were there for me, Draco, and I really appreciate it more then you can ever know, but I still need to be me, and me needs to do things for myself." Harry was getting tired of the same old argument. Really it was nothing, but when you’re with someone almost constantly it grates on your nerves. Harry looked up into Draco’s eyes, and with a seriousness Draco hadn’t heard in a long time, he said, "am I ever going to be able to do things on my own? Even Fafner leaves me alone sometimes." Harry then threw himself on the couch acting like the child he never got to be.
"Yes, Harry, you will, but to be brutally honest that won’t happen until we are bonded and have been for at least a year. Then everything will and should be balanced, and I will be able to stand not being around you constantly." Draco moved to sit next Harry and Harry allowed it. "I know it must be annoying," Harry quickly turned to look at Draco incredulously.
"You mean this isn’t annoying to you?" Harry snapped back at Draco. Draco shook his head in the negative.
"No, Harry, it doesn’t. Maybe after the bond is formed and balanced it will, but right at this moment, no. Not even the arguing is annoying to me. It’s strange when you actually think about it. Logically I know I should be out of my wits being around you so much, but because of the hormones and blood running through me, it doesn’t bother me in the least." Draco shuddered at a thought and Harry saw and gave him a questioning glance. "I was just remembering how I felt with Crabbe and Goyle always around me. It was rather annoying. Although they didn’t have a natural pull to want to do everything for me as I want to do for you." Draco looked deeply into Harry’s eyes and smiled softly at him. "Like I was saying, I know it must be annoying, and I am sorry, but most of the time I’m not actually in control, it’s the pull that makes me do it. Tell me before it gets on your nerves too much and hopefully I can stop it. I don’t want to annoy you, that’s not what I want at all." Draco hoping his message was coming across watched the other boy intently.
"I know that’s not what you want, and I know that your not actually in control, but it’s still bloody well annoying, damn it." Harry threw an arm over his face to attempt to block out the world. "If I take Fafner with me, can I go for a walk? Without you?" Harry was annoyed, and he needed cool off time. He’d rather leave then say something he didn’t mean. "You know what better yet, I’ll take Fafner and go for a fly; I need to fly." Harry got up and started pacing like a wild animal.
"All right. Just make sure Fafner can see you, and I should be all right, but don’t get mad if I sort of inspect you when you get back from your fly. How long do you think you’ll be gone?" Draco asked not even thinking about the argument they were having. Harry made a noise like a scream in the back of his throat, threw up his hands, went into his room, slammed his door, grabbed his broom, and went out the window without Fafner.
Draco looked at Fafner and asked him to open the door so he could see into Harry room when he hadn’t heard anything for over fifteen minutes. Cursing when he noticed that Harry was gone, Draco punched the wall next to the door and got zapped by the wards as well as the pain from his fist connecting with the wall. Looking over at Fafner he sighed; Fafner only shrugged his shoulders as best as the mini-dragon could.
"What am I to do with him? He’s going to drive me insane. Can you reach out and make sure he’s all right?" Fafner looked at him, then a look crossed his face, and shortly after he nodded that Harry was indeed fine. Draco then huffed off into his room to pace until he had proof that Harry was okay.
Harry flew, and he flew, and he flew some more. He flew until about sunset, and considering he’d left shortly after lunch, Draco was not happy. When Harry came waltzing into their rooms like nothing was wrong, Draco about lost it. And although he was angry, he knew he couldn’t keep his anger at Harry. He’d known Harry was right, but he had been worried about the other boy while he was out. Harry went into his room for a change of clothes and then went to shower. When he entered the room that Draco was in, he looked pointedly at him.
"We’ll talk when I get out, all right? I have some things I think I need to say as well, things that I think you need to hear." Draco nodded and Harry disappeared into the shower. Draco went into his room and paced waiting for Harry. Half an hour later Draco hadn’t heard from Harry yet, and he really had to use the loo. Thinking that Harry was done and maybe doing something in his room before talking to Draco, he walked into the bathroom not bothering to knock. Harry’s showers were normally very short. The blonde haired boy stopped dead in his tracks right after entering the bathroom he shared with the short Gryffindor. What he saw made him rock hard in an instant.
Harry was just stepping out of the shower, naked as the day he was born. Draco got an eyeful and wasn’t going to complain about it. The other boy was toweling his hair dry, thus obstructing his view, meaning that he hadn’t seen Draco looking at him in a state of awe at Harry’s ‘accessories’. Draco let out a strained groan of appreciation and lust, and that was something that Harry definitely heard. Pulling the towel off his head quickly, his mouth dropped open, and he then quickly covered his private areas with the towel that had previously been on his head. Draco watched as almost all of Harry’s body turned red in embarrassment, nearly groaning in sadness as his eye candy was taken from him. Draco then began to move towards Harry carefully and slowly as to not panic the young man he loved and was currently admiring.
When Draco reached Harry, both were breathing hard and quick, proof of their evidently shared arousal. Draco raised a hand and gently stroked Harry’s cheek with his knuckles lightly.
"You are so beautiful, Harry; I can not imagine anyone ever hurting you." Draco spoke softly as he lowered his head and kissed Harry. Harry raised one of his hands from his crotch and placed it on the back of Draco’s neck in an attempt to pull him even closer. Draco’s arms wrapped around Harry’s waist, aiding the shorter boy reach him. As the kiss deepened Harry dropped his towel, wrapping his other arm around Draco’s neck. Harry’s knees went weak causing Draco to take up supporting him easily, and without any hesitation on his part, as he felt Harry’s balance falter. Harry whimpered into the kiss that was literally rocking his world.
Draco grinned mentally when he felt Harry totally lose his balance and sag into his arms. The kiss went on for what seemed like forever. Both were pouring their hearts and souls into the highly erotic kiss, neither wanting to break the merging of their lips. This was the kind of kiss that put romance and smutty novels to shame. When they finally, and rather reluctantly, broke the kiss, Harry looked up dazed at the taller wizard.
"Wow," was all Harry could get out. "That was. Wow." Harry then blush beautifully.
"Go get ready for bed, and I’ll order us a small dinner," Draco said softly, all the while love poured out from all over his body. Harry nodded and got Draco off of him gently so he could bend down and pick up his towel, leaving the room to do as Draco asked quickly.
When Harry got into his room, and his thoughts calmed and composed, he’d thought to himself ‘what the hell happened back there; it wasn’t just the pull, was it?’. Harry finished drying off, then just slid into his boxers and pajama bottoms. He didn’t feel like wearing a shirt; it was warm in their rooms, and he’d been working out with flying, so he was still quite warm.
Harry went back out to the common room, and just as he did, a house-elf was popping out after delivering a light dinner, salad and fruits with a side of cream. Harry sat down on the floor in front of the coffee table, and Draco plopped down next to him.
They ate in silence before Harry decided it was time to finish their discussion, hopefully without the snogging. Well, maybe snogging afterwards.
"We really need to work this out, Draco. We’re going to be together for a long time, and I want to be able to do things on my own." Harry reiterated their argument from earlier to the blonde part-Veela.
"I know that, Harry, and I am trying, but like I told you, it’s not all me. Besides, it will get better after we bond, and the bond is strong and stable. After about a year it will be stable, so that’s really all there is too it; lets just both of us try and muddle through until we bond, and then roughly a year after that it should be resolved." Draco was sincere in his word, and deep down Harry knew Draco was right, but it was still so bloody irritating that he couldn’t see straight at times.
Harry nodded his acceptance to this, and he had a resigned look in his eye that Draco saw. "OK, just promise me you’ll try and make a conscious effort to try and let me do things on my own. I know you’re worried, and I do appreciate it, don’t ever think I don’t." Harry paused thinking of something to say in regards to earlier. He wanted to question Draco about it, but didn’t want to insult his mate-to-be. "Draco, what happened in the bathroom? I mean, I know it was a kiss, but still, what happened?" Draco beamed at the change of subject.
"Well, I suppose you’re wondering if it had to do with the pull?" Receiving Harry’s nod, and knowing full well that he had a captive audience in Harry, Draco continued. "It did and it didn’t have to do with the pull. The power in the kiss was half pull, half natural, and me coming up to you; well, that had to do with me seeing your exquisitely beautiful body wet with water." Draco’s eyes glittered and damn near glowed when he thought of the site of the water droplets on Harry’s body giving him that slick look. Draco raised a hand and lightly ran a finger down Harry’s arm. Harry shivered at the sensation.
"Oh," was all Harry could get out before raising his hand to caress Draco’s cheek. Harry and Draco looking deeply into the other’s eyes. Nothing but love flooded through the room. Fafner, deciding that the two boys needed some time to each other, went out hunting. Harry and Draco leaned towards each other slowly, eyes moving quickly from eye to eye of the other, looking for a reason to stop. When neither got a signal that this was an unwanted advance, their lips met in an even more electric way then they had in the bathroom earlier that evening. The eyes’ of both rolled back in pleasure, and their soft moans were being swallowed by the other. Opening their mouths simultaneously, their tongues battled, and again as so many kisses before, no one won dominance.
After many minutes of the kiss, restless hands finally figured out they could move and explore the bodies of the person they were kissing. Harry started with Draco’s hair that hung loosely around his face. It was soft and silky, and Harry loved it. Draco started at Harry’s back and worked all over it, moving around to the front at Harry’s waist when he’d finished his explorations of Harry’s back. Harry moved down Draco’s neck and caressed Draco’s cheek with his thumb. Leaning into the touch, Draco eagerly accepted the tender touches of his soon-to-be-bonded. Draco moved his hands up to Harry’s chest and pinched the emerald eyed boy’s nipples causing Harry to gasp in surprise as well as arousal. Harry and Draco broke the kiss and started to suck and lick the others neck. Harry was being extremely responsive to the situation and to Draco’s ministrations.
Hands from both the wizards worked all over the bodies of the other. Harry worked feverishly to get Draco’s shirt off. Finally after a few minutes of fumbling with the buttons, Harry got the shirt off. He then pulled away from Draco while at the same time trying to push Draco away gently, not because he wanted to stop, but because he wanted to see the taller wizard’s chest and abdomen. Draco luckily understood he wasn’t being pushed away to be stopped, pulled away far enough for Harry to see. Draco grabbed one of Harry’s hands and started sucking on the fingers gently causing Harry to close his eyes in pleasure, and his breath hitched as Draco continued with his ministrations. When Harry opened his eyes and looked into Draco’s, Draco could see that the other boy was ready; there would be no pushing, they would bond tonight. Harry took another quick look at the lithe blonde before diving back in for more of the mouth to mouth sucking action; his fingers, although it felt wonderful to the other boy, wanted to explore more of the part-Veela’s body. They both reached down and gasped as they reached the rock hard erections between them. It didn’t take long for both to have an orgasm. Both teens came in their pants at the same time. Though they were both still feverishly horny and ready to mate, so they continued kissing and suckling on the necks of their partner while regaining their breath.
When their breathing had become something close to regular, they pulled far enough apart to look into each other’s eyes. Draco’s breath hitched as he saw the lust, want, need, and love in Harry’s eyes. He sighed internally, love; Harry loved him, and this is what he’d wanted. All the fights they’d had recently were suddenly well worth it if he could have Harry look at him like that. Eyes darkened with passion, lips swollen from kisses, looking partially sated but no where near sated to stop.
"I think we might be more comfortable if we moved this to the bedroom where we have a nice comfortable bed, don’t you think, Harry?" Draco was near breathless, but managed to get it out. Oh this was going to be the best night of either of their lives, even if it all did begin with a fight. "I think," Harry swallowed and tried to regain some more of his breathing control. "I think you’re right; lets go." Harry unsteadily stood up along with Draco. Draco then swooped up beside Harry and scooped him up into his arms, carrying him into the bedroom. Harry knew then, looking into Draco’s hungry and loving eyes, that they were going to bond that night. He wrapped his arms around Draco’s neck and nuzzled in, kissing the blondes neck as they made their way to the bedroom. Harry was nervous and scared, but excited and anxious all at the same time. It felt right to do it now, and he had to unknowingly agree with Draco’s earlier thought that this would indeed be a night to remember and was special.

End chapter 17, I know, I ended it just when it got good.. hehehe... chapter 18 teaser....The Bonding of course.. DUH!!! catch ya later!!!
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