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Chapter One
The end of the Tri-Wizard Tournament went off without a hitch, Victor Krum coming back with the trophy. Harry couldn’t really care less.
Snuggled against his side Draco snored lightly, having fallen asleep an hour before, Harry’s arm wrapped protectively around his shoulders. Everyone was in an uproar, waking the blond suddenly, much to Harry’s irritation. No one should be waking up his beloved but him, especially when it was obvious that Draco needed all the rest he could get.
“Come on, Draco, we’ve got things to do,” Harry said. In the few weeks between this last task and the Ball, Harry had been easing Draco into their relationship. Now though he was through with waiting and being soft, Draco was his, and he’d damn well know it after tonight.
Draco could hardly breathe as they entered Harry’s solo room down in Slytherin. His skin prickled at the slightly damp chill, a sudden contrast to how hot he felt – like fire was rushing through his veins, lava pouring through capillaries as his pulse rocketed. Beside him Harry was silent, the perfect vision of calm, control. The difference between them only made Draco more anxious.
These past few weeks Harry had told Draco, without hesitation, what he wanted, what he expected, and Draco was thrilled to find that Harry was very much in line with what he’d been dreaming of for years. Though Harry hadn’t grown up in a pure-blood house hold, staying summers at the Manor and getting lessons on everything from both Draco and his parents had caused this evolution of what had started as a mere whisp of a thought to a full blown plan.
Draco would be his. Body, mind, and soul. Perhaps there would be those who would say what he had planned was archaic, and they’d be right, but Harry could only appreciate the centuries that it had been in existence, the centuries it had been successful.
Not so successful though, that Draco would be a mindless simpering slave.
Just Harry’s slave.
This was it, he was going to belong to Harry forever, Draco thought dimly as the door to the room shut behind them, and he glanced up anxiously at Harry. Harry simply arched an eyebrow and smirked. Gulping, Draco took a steadying breath before beginning to remove his clothes, carefully folding them before laying them on the floor before Harry. Standing fully naked, while Harry was fully dressed, brought a rush of bright red to Draco’s cheeks and well everywhere else on his body.
Draco fought the urge to cover up his –rather small if he was being honest with himself- erection, refusing to show any weakness before Harry this early in the… night. Because there was no doubt in Draco’s mind that this was more than a game, it was, he suspected, about to become his very life. The thought should have terrified him. Instead it sent more blood rushing to his cock as he stood for what seemed like an eternity, in silence, waiting for Harry to say something.
Anything.
Fuck Draco was pretty, a light blush spreading from his cheeks, down his slim neck, and spilling across his shoulders. He was so petite, lithe, the body of the perfect seeker to Harry’s stockier, more muscled beaters body. Harry couldn’t help the thoughts running through his mind: of tying Draco up and licking every inch of pale, hairless – that had to be a charm, Harry mused in the back of his mind – skin, how absolutely gorgeous that skin would mark up under his whip, cane, hand.
First… first though Harry would bind Draco to him.
Harry smiled at the blond’s obvious discomfort, gesturing towards the tiny sitting area of his suite as he said “Shall we?”
Draco nodded quickly, practically clinging to Harry on the short walk. Harry sat down on the black leather sofa – so he was a bit clichéd, sue him – and pulled Draco down so close he might as well have been sitting in his lap. On the coffee table was a pensieve filled with a potion that’s surface gleamed like a smooth opal. Beside it rested a short blade, the metal thin and elegantly carved of white-gold, goblin forged for this very rite. Draco knew this ritual like the back of his hand by now, but thrills still shot through him at the sight.
“Are you certain Draco?” Harry asked, turning Draco’s head so close that if either moved forward just the slightest they would be kissing.
“Yes, Harry,”
Giving Draco a gentle kiss Harry pushed him down to the ground between his now spread legs. The naked blond looked up at him with owlish silver eyes filled with adoration but also some fear. Settling the pensieve on the sofa between his thighs Harry began to softly chant.
*“Ligatis duas animas hic
Ac vinculis irrefragabiles Magicis voluntatem
Uni domino, unus servus,
Donec aeterno transit alio die”
The potion began to slowly boil, turning brighter and brighter by the second as Harry held his hand over it and cut over his wrist letting the rich red life-blood course out of him as he continued, this time in English.
“I give to Draco Malfoy, love of my heart and soul, all that I am. I demand your submission, and bind you to me and mine – to love, cherish, protect, and punish,”
The words seemed to wrap around Draco as he felt magic pour into the room and crackle between them. Taking the knife from Harry, Draco slit his own wrist and the first drop that touched the potion seemed to spiral out as it turned the potion a clear but dark ruby-red.
“I give to Harry Potter, love of my heart and soul, all that I am. I bend to his will, and kneel before him. I put myself into his protection and shed myself of all titles and properties, so that I may be fully his as he is mine – to love, cherish, and above all serve,”
With that the potion began to froth and first Draco, then Harry, took just one scorching sip of the liquid as they felt their minds and souls bind together for all eternity.
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*Bind two lives here
Unbreakable bond with magic will
One master, one slave
Until eternity passes another day
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