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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: OK PEOPLE!!!! This is the final chapter in this section of it. AND!!! It's my birthday (6/6) I want LOTS and LOTS of reviews!!! That's YOUR b-day present to me, is reviews!!! How's that for a cheap b-day present?? I think you all can handle that. Sorry all you people on ff.net will be missing out on the fun stuff. Check out my bio for the address to it on aff. Like I said a few chapters ago, gimme a couple months of a break and the sequel will be out and going!!!!
Chapter 18. The Bonding
When they got into the bedroom, Draco set Harry down gently on the bed. Draco then settled on the bed next to his very soon-to-be-lover. Looking deeply into Harry's eyes, Draco gently leaned over to kiss Harry. The raven haired boy leaned into the kiss, relishing it, and they both slowly laid down and entangled their legs together, wrapping their arms around each other in a lover's embrace. They kissed passionately, but by no means hungrily, as they had both worked the edge off in the other room; now it was time to go slow and enjoy what was going to be happening.
Breaking the kiss only when oxygen was vital to survival, they pulled apart and stared at each other, mapping faces with their eyes. Little did Harry know this was all part of the bonding. It happened naturally for both the Veela and their mates. If anyone were to look at them from the outside, they would see a light magical barrier surrounding the two lovers.
Fafner, getting the mental imagery of what was to happen that night, decided it was in their best interest to post himself outside their rooms to ensure no interruptions. He knew if they were interrupted it would be awhile before they'd get to this stage again. The pull would have to rebuild itself, and that was something that would kill Harry Fafner reckoned.
Harry ran his fingers through Draco's hair. Draco in turn ran his hands through Harry's hair. Everything they were doing was part of the bonding; Draco knew on some level that everything was part of the bonding, but he didn't much care at the moment. Harry just fell into the pull of what he should do; he didn't question anything since it felt good, and he could touch Draco, and Draco touched him in return.
Draco ran his fingers through Harry's hair, and Harry closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of those talented pale fingers and the sensations they were providing. Harry reached between himself and Draco and started fumbling with the fasteners on his blonde counter-parts pants. They needed to be gone; his pajama bottoms, and boxers as well, needed to go. Draco moved his hand down and started to slid Harry's clothes down his hips. Untangling his legs from Draco's so that he could lift his hips to help Draco in removing his bottoms, Harry squirmed to free himself from the constricting clothes.
Harry finally got the pants undone and worked them down. Draco and Harry both lifted their hips at the same time to ease the other's progress in getting the other naked. Once they were both naked, they separated far enough apart to gaze at the others body. Both had appreciative gazes for the other.
They gazed at each other for only a moment before the pull reactivated and their lips came together again in a soft, wet, sweet kiss. Opening his mouth, Harry let his tongue glide lightly across Draco's still closed lips. Draco immediately responded by opening his mouth, and when their tongues came into contact, they both couldn't help the moans that escaped. Both wizards were already half hard again just by these light and small endearing touches.
They wiggled around on the bed to get more comfortable and up toward the head of the bed so they had access to pillows to help keep them from straining their necks too badly.
"I love you, Harry," Draco breathed out. "I will honor and care for you always. I swear to never harm you, and to love you forever and keep you at the forefront of my mind at all time." Draco spoke part of the ritual, and he knew it, and Harry's turn, was coming, but the pull would guide them throughout the whole thing. Draco placed chaste kisses on Harry's cheeks, then his forehead and nose. Harry blinked. He was close to tears from all the strong emotions surrounding this whole situation.
"I love you, Draco," Harry stumbled, his voice thick with emotions. "I, too, will honor and care for you always. You shall remain in the forefront of my mind. I swear on my life's blood that I shall never do anything to cause you harm, and that I will love you and only you for all eternity." Harry's voice grew stronger in his conviction of the words he spoke, but it was heavily laden with emotions. Draco nearly cried with happiness when Harry had spoken the words. The pull was different for the words spoken for each bonding. So even if his parents had told him the words spoken during their bonding, it wouldn't matter, his was different then his parents.
He then pulled Harry into an almost savage kiss. The pull was stepping up; it was time to get down to business. Draco reached over to the n sta stand and pulled out the "Feel-more-forget-me-not" oil he had ready for tonight. It not only heightened your senses, but also made you remember everything about the night much more clearly. Not that Harry wasn't already very responsive to his ministrations; Draco was very pleased with Harry's responsiveness, but this would just make it that much better for both of them. Draco lazily drizzled the oil along Harry's chest then along his own. Both Harry and Draco reached for the starting line of the oil, which happened to be in the hollow of the throat, and began to rub the oil into the skin.
Harry gasped and closed his eyes, reveling in the heightened sensations he was having already. A loud moan escaped his mouth, and Draco moaned in answer to the first. The Slytherin reached Harry nipples before Harry reached his. He nearly screamed at the sensations that Draco was causing. Harry's back arched into Draco's touch. Right after he pinched the first nipple, Harry reached his nipples, and he roughly had the same reaction only not anywhere near as loud as the raven haired boy. Draco then moved down to Harry's newly engorged cock and wrapped his nimble fingers around the leaking shaft. The Gryffindor's hips bucked into the hand with the contact. Draco moaned as Harry was still playing with his nipples. Draco nipples were highly sensitive due to the oil he'd poured on himself and his mate.
Harry finally moved down to Draco's own leaking shaft while the blonde grabbed the bottle of oil, drizzling some more on his fingers before moving back toward Harry's entrance. Draco leaned over and kissed Harry so feverishly that had they been standing, Harry would have surely fallen over. Even laying down his knees went weak and his world tilted. While Draco was kissing him, he gently slid his finger into Harry, and Harry groaned in pleasure at the feeling. Upon hearing the groan, Draco pulled back just to make sure Harry was all right. The boy's emerald eyes snapped open to look into steel-gray eyes, and what Draco saw nearly made him weep with joy. Harry's eyes had darkened in arousal, and he locked eyes with Draco. Draco kept eye contact while he thrust the finger in and out of his lover. Harry did his best to maintain eye contact, but soon he lost the war, and pleasure overtook him; he couldn't keep it up any longer.
Draco then added a second finger and rubbed it across Harry's prostate, and Harry howled at the feeling. He literally saw stars behind his closed eyes. Harry's eyes sprung opened and immediately locked onto Draco's. The part-Veela's eyes remained locked on the green-eyed beauty that lay below him. Harry's hands had long since stopped moving. He was clutching onto the bedcovers as if his life depended on it. Draco began to scissor his finger to try and stretch Harry. He by no means wanted to hurt his life-mate. Draco then slowly added a third finger into his smaller lover, being as gentle as he could. Harry arched into the hand and thrust himself down upon it, his eyes never left Draco, and he had a look of pure adoration in his emerald orbs. Draco and Harry could both feel the love that flowed through each of them; it was more powerful then anything either had ever experienced.
Draco slowly removed his fingers from Harry to which Harry whimpered at the loss. He was quickly placated when Draco laid onto of him and spread Harry's legs a little wider with his knees. Draco then got up on his knees, grabbing the oil, and drizzled some of the magically warmed substance onto his throbbing cock. Draco put the oil to the side and placed his dick at Harry's entrance; before he entered Harry, he looked him into the eyes of his lifemate before slowly penetrating his love.
Ever so slowly Draco entered Harry, inch by inch, so slowly Harry almost protested. Once fully sheathed inside Harry, Draco took a deep breath; now it was time for the bonding spell to be spoken.
"Forever mine, forever yours, from now until forever. Never let us be torn apart. Let no one come between what has been deemed right. Love so pure and gentle from now until the end of days, let us remain together in mind, body, soul and spirit. Let my mate carry me through and balance me. Let my mate be balanced by me while he balances me." When Draco finished speaking, Harry had a single tear flowing down his cheek. Draco raised a hand and wiped it away with his thumb gently. He then lowered his head and kissed Harry.
Draco started to rock his hips, and Harry couldn't believe how full and complete he felt with Draco inside him. It was perfect. He couldn't imagine doing this with anyone else. Draco picked up the pace of his thrusts into Harry, and Harry wasn't complaining. Harry was loud, but all that did was turn Draco on even more to know that the moans, screams and howls that were escaping from the small Gryffindor were being caused by him. Draco released the kiss and started to suck on Harry's neck, effectively marking him as his own.
He then reached between them and wrapped his hand around Harry's cock. Harry moaned and groaned in pleasure, no coherent thought able to make its way into or out of his brain. Everything that Harry was doing was by instinct only. That's all the mental capacity he had at the moment. Within a few tugs from Draco, they were both cumming and hard. Draco felt Harry's muscles tighten around his throbbing cock, and he rode out his orgasm with Harry. Though they wouldn't really remember feeling a sort of click when they hit their climax together; that was Draco being grounded to Harry. Once the waves of the orgasms had died down, Draco carefully withdrew from his mate, cast a cleaning charm, and pulled him into his arms where they fell asleep holding each other lovingly.
A couple of hours later Draco was woken up by someone kissing his chest and neck. He quickly moaned in appreciation of the actions. He couldn't believe Harry was taking the initiative, but far be it from him to complain. Once Harry was sure he had his Draco's attention, he went up and kissed him almost savagely. The kiss was just on the verge of bruising, but both moaned at the contact. Harry then pulled away and started to kiss on Draco's neck, nibbling on his ear lobe. The Slytherin cried out as Harry took the lobe between his teeth and gently bit down while sucking on it. Harry pulled over and went down, starting to pay new attention to Draco's nipples. Sucking on them and lightly biting them, Harry felt he could smirk at his lovers reaction; Draco was arching into his every touch like a magnet. Once Draco's nipples were properly abused, Harry kissed his way down to Draco's belly button. Once there, he toyed with it with his tongue, teasing Draco by being so close yet so far away from the erection that was a mere inch or two from his face.
Draco growled in frustration as Harry continued his ministrations. Finally giving into his mate, Harry proceeded down to Draco's weeping cock. Once he got to Draco's rock hard erection, he licked it like a lolly, making Draco cry out like never before. Harry then experimented and took the tip in his mouth. He was instantly addicted to the salty tart taste that was Draco. Harry moaned around the leaking shaft in his mouth causing Draco to grab the sheets and hold on for dear life. The black haired boy then sucked lightly on Draco's cock, eliciting yet another scream. Harry was soon getting addicted to hearing Draco being loud. He took Draco as far into his mouth before he gagged, which was about halfway he could do comfortably; he sucked on it lightly and hard, moving his tongue all over the part he had in his mouth. Draco thought he was in heaven. He hoped with what little coherency he had left that every time they did anything, it was like this.
Harry reached down between Draco's legs, cupping the part-Veela's balls in his hand; the other hand he left resting on Draco's belly, playing with the light trail of hair that lead from his navel to his pubic hair. Unlike Harry's pubic hair, Draco's was very soft and silky; Harry's was fairly course like a normal human's pubic hair. Harry sucked avidly on Draco's dick and soon the blonde was cumming down Harry's throat. Harry savored the flavor of his bonded. Once Draco was done and basking in the afterglow, Harry went back up and laid down beside him. The blonde pulled him into a brutal kiss and tasted himself on Harry; Draco moaned at the tas B Breaking the kiss, Draco thought turnabout was fair play, and started to kiss and lick on Harry's neck and ears. Slowly he moved down to the Gryffindor's chest. Harry was already loud, as well as leaking, by the time Draco had gotten to his nipples. He nibbled and sucked on them, driving his younger lover insane with need. Draco, feeling he'd tortured Harry enough with the treatment on his nipples, moved down to his navel where he repeated the actions Harry did just so his mate would know what it felt like to be teased mercilessly. Draco then moved down to Harry's dripping cock. He marveled at the size and wondered what it would feel like shoved into his body. It seemed Harry was well endowed in the cock department. Draco then took Harry into his mouth with a mumbled "impressive" before his mouth was too full to use for anything but sucking. Harry was by now screaming incoherently.
"Gods, yes, Draco; that's it, right there," and Harry came explosively down Draco's throat. Harry screamed rambling that he loved the blonde Veela, and that he never wanted to be without his mate. Draco then went back up to the head of the bed and returned the favor Harry had paid him earlier, he kissed Harry, softly and lazily. Draco again pulled Harry into his arms, and they both drifted to sleep with whispers of love and lightly kissing each other throughout the night.
The next couple of weeks passed by quickly. Sirius and Remus were happy for Harry. He was positively glowing with love and excitement. The last couple of days though, Harry felt slightly ill. Harry finally went to go see Madam Pomfrey about it after listening to the moaning and complaining of his family that they were worried about him, and that's when he'd found out the news. The one thing they weren't ready for yet had happened. Harry was excited and scared all at the same time. Since no students were left in the castle Draco was more apt to let Harry wander around, so long as he took Fafner with him. This had helped out immensely with their fights they'd been having before the bonding.
Harry made his way up to his and Draco's rooms, he was full of doubt and he was scared Draco was going to hate him. Draco was due to spend the entire day down in the dungeons with Severus, helping him make potions for the Hospital Wing. Harry paced all afternoon long waiting for his bond-mate to come back. Fafner had made sure Harry ate lunch, well what he could stomach anyway. Harry did fairly well in the lunch department, and Fafner was content. Sirius had come up to visit with Remus, but that didn't last very long because Harry was anxious for Draco, and he didn't want to tell anyone before he'd told Draco; he'd even sworn Madam Pomfrey to secrecy until he'd told Draco. The witch was fine with that and knew that Draco and Fafner would indeed take care of Harry.
When Draco finally returned, Harry glomped on him. Harry kissed Draco all over his face and welcomed him home. The blonde grinned wildly at the welcome he received, but also knew it wasn't normal. Something was up, and he needed to get to the bottom of it.
"What's up, Harry? I know this isn't normal behavior for you; not that I'm complaining mind, but what's happening?" Draco spoke evenly, face still alight with a smile. He was glad Harry was well.
"Draco, you know how I haven't been feeling well lately?" Harry spoke very hesitantly to his lover. Draco nodded in answer. "Well, I to to Madam Pomfrey this morning." Harry visibly gulped, trying to get the courage to say what needed to be said, and prayed that Draco didn't hate him for it. Harry stepped away from Draco and started pacing. Sensing Harry's fear, Draco shot up and comforted Harry as best as he could.
"Whatever it is, Harry, we'll get through it together; I'm not going anywhere, I promise. I love you and so does Fafner; we will both be here for you," Draco spoke anxiously, trying to quell Harry's fears enough to tell him what was going on, not that anything he'd said wasn't true. "Remember when we talked about the bonding and the spells you'd used?" Harry spoke softly and fearfully even with the reassurances from Draco.
"Yes, I do. I cast two spells on myself to keep you from getting pregnant; however, during the bonding—" Draco cut himself off realization setting in as to what had occurred, and he glowed with pride and joy. Looking the raven-headed boy in the eye, Harry gave him a lopsided half scared smile. Draco just grinned at him then carefully pulled him into a hug. "I can't believe it, you're pregnant with our baby" Draco whispered, a tear of happiness rolled down his cheek.
"You're not mad then?" Harry asked hesitantly. Draco looked at him shocked.
"Merlin, Harry James Potter, why on earth would I be mad at you? I told you when we talked about it that it could happen and was higher the night we bonded. I could never be mad over that; I'm ecstatic if you want to know the truth. I couldn't be happier. We're going to have a baby." Draco cheered and picked Harry up, swinging him around the room. Harry began laughing. Draco then carefully set him down.
"OK, we need to set up a nursery for the baby. OH, do you think we should find out the sex of the baby? We will have to hire you a tutor; you will not be subjecting yourself to those wretched students that could get you ill and, therefore, the baby ill. We can't have that. We'll have to, of course, tell everyone. I am the first to know, right?" When Draco finally stopped for a breath, he looked at Harry who was staring at him strangely. Draco would have laughed had he not been worried about Harry. "What?" Draco mock sneered.
"You, Draco Malfoy, are amazing, and besides Poppy and myself, you are the first to know; I felt that it was only right. Siri and Remmy were here earlier and about drove me crazy trying to get me to tell them what was going on. Fafner made sure I ate what I could. My stomach is still pretty messed up, but I ate what I could tolerate without losing it again," Harry said happily. He had been thrilled with how Draco took the news. "I guess that means no Quidditch next year then, huh?" Harry asked jokingly, having already spoken in great detail about flying; it was out of the question. Madam Pomfrey would have his head on a platter if he'd go flying and explained the dangers to Harry for not only himself, but for his unborn child. It was one thing to risk yourself, but to risk an innocent life. He wasn't going to do that. Draco got an angry look on his face at the mention of Quidditch; he hadn't caught the playful tone Harry used.
"That's right, absolutely no Quidditch what so ever; no flying either, and you can forget your apparition license until after you've had the baby," Draco said, then noticed the look on Harry's face. "But you already knew that, didn't you, Harry?" Harry smiled and nodded.
"Yes, Madam Pomfrey talked to me about it, and although I don't like that, I won't be able to fly for so long; I'd rather stay on the ground than risk an innocent life in the air, let alone with bludgers flying around," Harry finished. "Oh goodness, Harry, you've been pacing all afternoon, haven't you? I know how you get when you're nervous about something. Go lay down, and we'll talk some more when you get up. What would you like for dinner? You can have anything you want darling, just say the words, and it's yours my love." Draco eyes glittered with love and affection for his bonded. This was going to be a long nine months with Harry being still so very independent, but still needing to be mindful of the baby.
"Draco, I'll let you baby me while I'm pregnant; I know you're dying to, so I will willingly let you. I think it will save us a lot of heartache if I don't fight you on this. I'll go lay down, and I don't care what's for dinner, just something light, all right?" Receiving a nod Harry kissed Draco's cheek then went into their bedroom. Draco went to the desk and wrote out several letters, sending them off with owls to their recipients.
When Harry laid down, the last thought that ran through his mind was 'I'm going to be a mother'. A tear escaped his eye and he drifted off to sleep. This would be a wonderful experience.

End Chapter 18.. I know it's sort of a cliffie but not so much that'll drive you bonkers. Look for the sequel in a yahoogroup of ff.net of aff.net near you!! I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!!!
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