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Unwanted Bonds	By : CelticKitsune Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 77552 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Unwanted Bonds
Chapter 21
The three boys sat in the common room, none of them having spoken a word since they had agreed they needed to talk, creating a rather awkward silence. Harry was avoiding looking at either Blaise or Draco, he didn't know what to say to either of them; Draco had kissed him, and had confessed that he felt more for Harry then just a tentative friendship. Harry knew that his own feelings for the other two boys had been confused since Christmas but he had pushed them aside, assuming that they had been created by the bond.
"We can't sit here and stare at each other all night," Blaise said, breaking the silence. He looked over at Harry first. "Harry, you nearly lost control twice today, are you doing okay now?" Blaise asked in concern.
Harry glanced at the tan boy and nodded. "For the moment I am," he said, looking away again quickly when Blaise smiled at him.
"Draco, are you still angry with me?" Blaise asked, looking at his boyfriend.
"That depends." Draco looked at Blaise, raising a blond eyebrow at him. "Do you admit that I was right?"
Blaise smirked and nodded. "This time, yes, you were right, which is why I think all of us need to talk. We haven't talked about this bond at all, and I think it's time that we decide a few things,” the tan boy said, looking once again towards Harry; the smaller boy was looking at him in confusion.
“What kind of things do we have to decide?” Harry had though that things were going fairly well now, considering how things had started.
“We should all decide where we want to go from here,” Blaise told him. “We already know that we can't break the bond, meaning that the three of us are going to be together for the rest of our lives most likely,” he pointed out.
"Harry already knows my feelings about this bond," Draco said and was satisfied to see Harry's cheeks turning red again. "Though, he may want you to clarify what I told him about you," Draco said to Blaise.
"And what exactly did you tell him about me?” Blaise questioned, giving Draco a suspicious look.
"He said that you liked me, maybe more than liked me..." Harry said softly, unable to bring himself to look at Blaise now.
Blaise leaned back in his seat thinking over what he was going to say. “Harry, you got upset with me once before, you said that I would never love you the way that I love Draco,” Blaise reminded the smaller boy. “You were right about that, I could never love anyone the way that I love Draco.” Blaise continued to watch Harry; even though the green-eyed boy wasn't looking at him, he could tell that Harry was listening carefully to everything he was saying. “But, over these past few months, being bonded to you, I have grown deeply fond of you. There is nothing I want more than to protect and care for you in whatever way that I can.” Blaise didn't want to come right out and say that he loved Harry, he thought it was a little too soon for that, but he wanted Harry to understand how much he had come to care about him.
Green eyes slowly lifted from where they had been fixed on the floor. Harry looked at Blaise, unsure if he should believe what he was hearing or not; or if he dared to hope that not only Draco, but Blaise as well could care about him as much as they both claimed to. “But...you two are together,” Harry said before he could stop himself. “I don't understand... how can you both love each other, but still want me as well?” 'Or at all,' Harry added silently to himself.
Draco raised an eyebrow at Harry, but it was Blaise who stood up from the sofa. Moving over to where Harry was sitting on the floor, the tan boy knelt down in front of Harry. “It is possible for us to love more than one person, Harry,” Blaise explained, smiling at the skeptical look that Harry was giving him.
The smaller boy shook his head. “I still don't understand,” Harry said, sighing as he ran a hand through his hair. “I'm trying to, I really am…”
“Harry.” Draco spoke now, catching the smaller boy's attention before Harry could work himself into a state by over thinking everything. “I think it's only fair to ask for your answer now; how do you feel about Blaise and me?”
Frowning, Harry stared up at the blond boy before slowly turning to look at Blaise again. Chewing on his lip, Harry tried to think of how he could put it into words; it was a little harder than it sounded. “I... I like you both, you make me feel safe... safer than I've ever felt really.” Harry looked down to hide the blush that was coloring his cheeks again. Hearing movement, Harry glanced up and saw Draco also standing from the sofa and walking over to where Harry was still sitting on the floor. The blond boy knelt down in front of him and, reaching out, gently lifted Harry's head so that he could look into the bright green eyes; Draco smiled at him.
“Then we will start there, and work with that. If you are willing to try, I think that perhaps the three of us could be together,” Draco offered, smiling a little wider when he saw those eyes widen, darting back and forth between him and Blaise.
“But, you... I... that...” Harry didn't seem to be able to make up his mind about what he was going to say, and Blaise chuckled.
“Just a simple yes or no will do for now I think,” Blaise said.
Biting his lip, and fighting against every voice in his head that was saying that this would be a bad idea, that things were fine the way they were, that maybe this was just a cruel trick that Blaise and Draco were playing on him, Harry slowly nodded his head. “We can try...” he said softly, letting out a startled squeak when soft lips were pressed to his again. His eyes were once again impossibly wide, staring at Draco as the blond kissed him.
“And here I was going to suggest that we take things slow,” Blaise commented and rolled his eyes when Draco pulled back from the smaller boy. Standing up, Blaise reached down and pulled Harry to stand as well.
“Are you going to kiss me too?” Harry asked, staring up at Blaise.
Blaise chuckled. “Do you want me to kiss you? It would only be fair if I did, since Draco already has.”
Harry shook his head. “I don't know!” he said, hiding his face in Blaise's chest now. “This is going too fast... I can't wrap my head around any of it! I like you, and I like Draco, and you both say that you like me, but I don't think I can believe that just yet,” Harry said, his voice muffled slightly. Blaise sighed gently pulling Harry with him as he backed up to sit on the sofa again, until Harry was sat on his lap, cuddled up against him.
“We do like you, Harry,” Blaise said. “I can't make any promises for Draco, but I will not move any faster than you want to.” Blaise promised. “As long as you are willing to try, I think we can make this work, use the bond as a starting point.”
Harry lifted his head to look at Blaise, then turning slightly to look at Draco. “I... can I think about this for a little while?” Harry asked; he really wanted to talk with Hermione about what was happening, she would be good at either talking him into or out of it.
“Of course,” Draco said and Harry smiled at him.
“Now that that is mostly settled, you didn't eat earlier,” Blaise said to Harry, shifting the other boy off his lap so he could grab the food that Harry had brought back to the room that afternoon.
“I wasn't all that hungry earlier,” Harry confessed as he watched Blaise.
“Which is why you are going to eat something now,” Blaise ordered as he dug into the basket that was still sitting on the table; finding meat slices and bread, the tan boy put together three sandwiches, handing one to Harry and another to Draco before he sat back down on the sofa to eat his own.
“I'm not really all that hungry now either,” Harry protested looking down at the sandwich he had been given.
“Harry, the last thing you ate today was breakfast, and even then you didn't eat all that much,” Blaise pointed out with a sigh. “Just, try and eat some of it now please?”
Harry frowned, looking at the sandwich again and, letting out a sigh of his own, he took a bite. He wouldn't be able to eat all of it, there was too much going on in his mind right now for him to have much of an appetite. He had never thought that being bonded to Draco and Blaise would have lead to this, he had never even kissed anyone before. Draco Malfoy had managed to steal his first, and second kiss, even his third. The kiss had been surprising enough, but what was shocking Harry even more was the fact that he wasn't even upset about it. Confused, maybe even a little scared, but definitely not upset.
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Elladora Zabini sat quietly in her sitting room, carefully writing out a letter that she would be sending to her son. She had waited a month to hear from him, after getting a letter requesting that she invite Narcissa Malfoy to stay with her; she had been hoping to hear more from Blaise, hopefully explaining what was going on, but there had been nothing.
Narcissa had, however, explained to Elladora, as much as she could; that Blaise was now trapped in a bond with Harry Potter, who had also managed to bind her only son, Draco, into a bond as well. Narcissa had reassured her that the Potter boy had not deliberately trapped their sons in this bond and Elladora was willing to believe it; she had been friends with Narcissa for a very long time, and mostly trusted what the woman was telling her. However, it didn't change the fact that Elladora would have liked to find out about the bond from Blaise.
She knew a letter to her son would have to be carefully worded, especially now that he was connected to the Potter boy. Instructing him that he was to come home for the Easter holiday would be no issue, but the difficult thing was that she also wanted Blaise to bring Draco and Potter with him. Narcissa would enjoy seeing her own son, and Elladora wanted to meet Harry Potter for herself.
She sat there for nearly another hour before the letter was complete, triple reading it to be sure she was satisfied with her wording before she was done. Letting out a small sigh, she sealed the letter, placing charms on it so that only Blaise would be able to read it.
She had never had to be so cautious while sending her own son a letter before. She had managed to stay out of the first war, and had been doing a decent job about staying out of the current one as well; however, if what Narcissa had told her was true, then there was no possible way that she could continue to be neutral, she would be forced to choose a side, and if there was one thing that Elladora hated, it was being told what to do.
But she was a patient person, she would wait, she would meet the boy who was bound to her son, who was forcing her to choose a side, and then she would judge the situation for herself.
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Harry practically fell into the seat across from Hermione. The bushy-haired girl looked at her small friend in surprise; it had been a little over three months since Harry had been seen in the Great Hall, let alone sitting at the Gryffindor table.
“Harry?” She looked at him in concern.
“I really needed to talk to you, 'mione, and you weren't in the library,” Harry told her. “I thought about checking the tower, but since it was almost lunch time I thought you might be in here,” he rambled, looking more flustered then Hermione had ever seen him.
“Calm down, Harry,” she said and glanced around to make sure that there wasn't anyone close by. There were people staring at Harry, but it didn't appear that anyone was close enough to listen to them. “What happened?” she asked.
Harry chewed on his lower lip; he had wanted so much to talk with Hermione about this, get her opinion on what he should do, that he hadn't put any thought into how to actually tell her what had happened. “It's...ugh, I don't know! It's confusing!” Harry said in frustration.
“Alright, let's go somewhere more private to talk” she suggested and Harry nodded, standing up to follow her out of the Great Hall. They were almost out of the room, only for Hermione to stop short when she almost walked right into Ron, who was on his way into the Great Hall.
“Sorry,” Ron said, then frowned, his eyes narrowing when he saw Harry standing behind Hermione. “What are YOU doing here?” Ron demanded to know.
Harry frowned looking at Ron, “Not that it's any of your business, but I needed to talk with Hermione,” Harry said and Ron clenched his fists. “Going to attack me in front of everyone this time?” Harry questioned and watched Ron's face go red.
“Whatever,” Ron huffed and pushed passed Harry. Hermione frowned, watching Ron, before she glanced around the Gryffindor table to see if the twins were there. Letting out a small sigh when she didn't see them, she turned her attention back to Harry.
“Sorry, Harry, let's go,” she said, smiling at her friend, who was still glaring at Ron's retreating back. Looking back at her, Harry nodded before they continued on their way.
Finding an empty classroom for them to talk in was easy enough, but even after they were inside, and Hermione had transfigured two of the desks into comfy arm chairs, Harry still wasn't sure about where he should begin. Hermione sat down in her chair and watched Harry while the smaller boy sat down, then stood up and paced around the room before sitting down again.
“Harry-” Hermione began, but Harry cut her off.
“Draco kissed me,” he blurted out, his face turning bright red and Hermione's eyes went wide in shock.
They were both silent for a long moment. “What?” Hermione finally asked.
Harry let out a long sigh and sank back in his chair. “Draco kissed me, yesterday, then again last night...”
“Okay...but what about Blaise?” she asked, looking mildly confused. “I thought they were together.”
“They are,” Harry confirmed. “That's why I had to talk to you; everything is so confusing and I can't get my thoughts straight at the moment...”
“Does Blaise know about the kiss?” Hermione questioned and Harry nodded. “I think you should start at the beginning, Harry,” she suggested and Harry let out another sigh before nodding. He told her everything, starting from the meeting with Dumbledore yesterday morning, and explaining how the day had progressed and finally ended with both Blaise and Draco offering Harry a chance to join their relationship.
“So wait, they both want to date you?” Hermione asked and Harry nodded.
“Apparently?” Harry said, though it came out more like a question. “I don't know, that's what it sounded like. I mean, I started having feelings for Blaise back before Christmas... and Draco is a recent development... but I like them both a lot... I just don't know what to do!” Harry said hoping that Hermione understood his dilemma.
“I don't see what the problem is then; if they both like you, and you like them as well, why not give it a try? You are already bonded to the two of them,” she said and Harry's eyes went wide as he stared at her like he had never seen her before.
“What? I can't!” Harry said jumping to his feet and starting to pace again.
“Why not?” she asked, watching him pace from one end of the room to the other. “You just said that you liked them both, and I don't think they would have asked you to date them if they didn't like you back.”
“But what if it doesn't work out? What if I just ruin their relationship with each other? I'm just going to get more in the way then I already am.” Harry continued his pacing and rambling until Hermione stood up and grabbed his arm.
“Harry James Potter!” she snapped, narrowing her eyes at her friend. “Just once in your life, can you be a little selfish?” she asked. “Think of what YOU want for once. I really don't think they would have made that offer to you lightly. If it doesn't work out, then it doesn't, but you are bonded to them for life. If you take this chance and it doesn't work out then you will at least know that you tried. I do not want to see you stuck in this bond, wondering what would have happened if you had accepted.”
Hermione kept eye contact with Harry making sure that he understood what she was saying. She smiled when he nodded his head slowly and she hugged him.
“Now I think you should go give them an answer, don't you?” she asked and Harry smiled at her before nodding. He still wasn't fully convinced that this was going to work out, but what kind of Gryffindor would he be if he ran away now.
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Harry slowly made his way back to the common room thinking about what Hermione had said; to be selfish, just once. Harry wanted to, there had been plenty of opportunities to be selfish in his life, and he had even been tempted at times. However, each time he had given in to the temptation, there was always something there that proved to him that being selfish was never worth it. The price he paid for those moments of happiness had always been far too high, and yet, here he was again, doing something for himself.
Harry paused outside the door to the common room and just stared at it, he tried to think of everything that could go wrong for him doing this. He had already promised that he would try, and surely that could be enough for now, but Harry really did want to be selfish, he didn't want to just try and see where things went, he wanted to be with Blaise and Draco, he wanted that warm safe feeling that he had woken up to a month ago in the hospital wing.
Taking a deep breath Harry opened the door and stepped inside. He hoped that Blaise and Draco weren't inside, maybe give himself a little more time to think things through, but he had no such luck; both the other boys were sitting in the common room, Blaise sitting on the sofa, and Draco sitting next to him, reading one of his text books.
Harry didn't even have to announce that he was back, before the door even had a chance to close, Harry had two sets of eyes on him.
“Are you done avoiding us?” Blaise asked, but he was smiling at Harry, who blushed and nodded slowly.
“I'm sorry, I just, I couldn't really wrap my mind around everything that was happening. I needed time and space to think,” Harry admitted, walking over to his bondmates. He was slightly surprised when space was made for him on the sofa; it was a simple gesture, and Draco hadn't even moved all that much, but Harry still stared at the empty spot between them on the sofa with wide eyes.
Letting out a small sigh, Draco reached out and grabbed Harry's hand pulling him to sit on the sofa between them. “Have you had enough time to think?” the blond boy questioned.
“Only because I had help,” Harry admitted, leaning back and closing his eyes. “I think...no, I know what I want, but I'm also scared,” Harry said, wanting to be honest with them. “More than scared, I'm practically terrified. I don't know what either of you want from me, or what I can even give you. But, despite that, I want... I want more, I want more than just this bond. I don't want to just try, I want an actual relationship with both of you,” Harry said never once opening his eyes as he spoke.
“Then what are you afraid of?” Blaise asked.
Harry sighed opening his eyes now to look at the tan boy. “I'm afraid of what this is going to cost... I've never been able to have anything without a high price... I have a family, but no love, I have a godfather, but he's on the run, I'm able to do magic, but it's too strong for me to control,” Harry explained. “The list goes on really, so...I'm scared of what this is going to cost.”
Harry lowered his head to stare at his hands that were clenched in his lap. “Harry.” It was Blaise that spoke up first, the smaller boy returning his attention to look back at Blaise. “You being with us, it doesn't mean anything is going to happen. Yes, bad shit happens, but it doesn't happen because fate is putting a price on your happiness,” the tan boy tried to reason but Harry just frowned at him.
“Harry.” Draco waited until Harry was facing him before he continued. “What do you think is going to happen, if you get something that you want?”
“I don't know exactly, but there's a lot of things that could happen,” Harry said.
“Give me an example.” Draco urged and Harry sighed standing up from the sofa and started pacing, much like he had when talking with Hermione.
“Your parents could be killed,” Harry said, not stopping his pacing.
“They could be killed either way,” Draco pointed out. “This is a war after all, and lots of people die in wars. I would be devastated if my mother was hurt or killed, but that has nothing to do with the bond, or our relationship.”
Harry paused and glared at Draco. “Voldemort could use the connection he has with me to hurt you. Or make me hurt you...”
“Again. both are things that could happen regardless,” Draco said, waving the excuse off again.
Blaise stood up when he saw Harry's eyes flash with anger. “Harry, I think Draco is just trying to make a point. Whatever might happen, or could happen, it doesn't mean that you being with us will be the cause of it.” Blaise smiled down at Harry, who frowned, looking from the tan boy over to Draco who nodded.
“Yes, that is basically the point I was trying to make,” Draco said and Harry sighed looking down at his feet as he tried to think of anything else to say.
“If something DOES happen though...” Harry started to say, but Draco cut him off.
“Then we will deal with it the,.” the blond boy said and Harry was silent for another moment before he nodded.
“So...” Harry looked at Draco, then to Blaise. “Does this mean we're dating now?” Harry asked curiously.
Blaise laughed as he put an arm around Harry's shoulder. “Yes Harry, I believe it does, in fact, mean that we are dating now. Though we will still take things at your pace,” Blaise promised and Harry smiled gratefully at him, allowing Blaise to lead him back over to the sofa. Harry settled down next to Draco, smiling when Blaise sat on the other side of him. The three of them sat in a comfortable silence, before a nagging question formed in the back of Harry's mind and he had to ask.
“Has Snape come back yet?” Harry asked, looking to Draco. The blond boy blinked down at Harry, frowning slightly.
“I don't think so. I'm sure we will know when he is back, you did say that he wanted to talk to you,” Draco said and Harry nodded his head slowly as he chewed on his lower lip. Draco sighed. “Harry, if you're still worried about your dream from last night-”
“What if it wasn't a dream.” Harry interrupted. “I know you said it most likely was, but what if it wasn't?”
“It hasn't even been a full day, Harry. Give it until tomorrow afternoon before you start to panic,” Blaise said. “Let's just enjoy this moment for right now,” Harry reluctantly agreed, settling back against the sofa, doing his best not to worry about anything for just right now. Even if it was only five minutes of not worrying, it would be worth it.
“Harry,” Blaise said, and Harry looked over at him, only to have the tan boy's lips suddenly pressed against his. It was a quick, sweet kiss, nothing like the deep kiss Draco had given him before. “There, now Draco and I have each gotten a kiss from you.” Blaise smirked as he pulled back.
“I have actually gotten three from him,” Draco said not looking up from his book.
“Well, then I guess I have some catching up to do,” Blaise said, though he didn't attempt to steal another kiss just yet, something Harry was grateful for. He was very happy right now, but he still needed a little time to wrap his head around the whole idea of dating both Draco and Blaise.
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Snape practically fell out of the fireplace when he arrived to his home. He couldn't return to Hogwarts right away like he had wanted to, with how badly his hands were shaking, and the fact that he was barely able to stand on his own without the support of a wall or nearby table. He needed the potions that he kept at his home. Making his way to his private stores, it took more than a few tries to get the case unlocked, mentally cursing his trembling hands.
Finally managing to get the potions he was after, he downed them one after another before collapsing in a nearby chair. He could still feel his hands twitching every now and then, but there wasn't anything he could do about it at the moment. He would need uninterrupted sleep, as well as a few more potions to head off whatever nerve damage he had sustained from the amount of times the Cruciatus curse had been placed on him that night. But miner nerve damage was still a lot better than death, at least this way the boys were still safe for a little while longer.
Snape sat in his chair for nearly an hour before he thought that he might be able to stand. His body still protested at moving so much, but if he was going to get any sleep he would need to be in his own bed. A solid night of sleep, and tomorrow he would have to brew more potions as his stores were running lower than he was comfortable with; being a potions master, nerve damage was a frightening concept, still better than death, but just barely and so he was going to take the time to get plenty of rest.
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Harry let out a small sigh of frustration as he once again paced around his room, checking the time every now and then. He hadn't been able to get to sleep at all last night; he was still worried about Snape, who had not returned from the meeting with Voldemort, even though a full day had passed. Draco was still insisting that what Harry had seen the night before was nothing more than a dream and Harry wanted to believe that Snape hadn't actually been killed, but the images were still far to vivid in his mind, and he couldn't still couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen.
He paused after making another lap around his room, checking the time once more; it was just past five in the morning. Harry wanted to leave his room; he was sure that no one else in the castle would even be awake right now, but figured that it was early enough in the morning that it wouldn't count as being out past curfew.
Nodding to himself as he made up his mind, Harry quickly changed into fresh clothes before leaving his room as quietly as he could. If Blaise and Draco were asleep, the last thing Harry wanted to do was wake them up.
As he left the common room, he wondered if he should attempt to go up to Gryffindor Tower, partly to look for Hermione, but also because Harry really did miss the tower; he hadn't been up there since the first week in November, with good reason of course. Harry thought that it might be alright to go up there now, he had seen plenty of other students around between his own classes, and no one had tried attacking him recently. However, that didn't mean that Ron wouldn't try anything.
Letting out a small sigh, Harry decided against going to the tower after all. It was too much of a risk, and it being five in the morning meant that Hermione wasn't likely to be awake anyway. Harry decided to instead make a detour to the Owlery. He would visit with Hedwig, and then catch up with Hermione in the library later, at a more reasonable hour.
Harry tried to stay as quiet as possible because, even though he was sure that he wouldn't get in trouble for being up this early, he didn't want to take that chance. Letting out a sigh of relief when he reached the Owlery without incident, he started to open the door, but stopped when he heard voices coming from the other side.
“Stop fighting it!” someone snapped and Harry frowned; the voice sounded familiar, but he wasn't sure who it belonged to. “It'll be much easier if you just do as you're told,” the person continued. They sounded angry. Leaning down to look through the small crack in the door, Harry tired to see who was talking, but he couldn't see anyone.
“NO!” someone shouted back, and that was a voice Harry recognised easily. Ron was fighting with someone, and after his last encounter with the red-head, Harry wasn't all that willing to be caught here by his ex-friend.
It was as Harry started to turn away, that he heard the unknown person speaking again, but it was what he heard that had Harry freezing where he stood. “Imperio.” There was silence on the other side of the door again, but Harry was now listening closely, wondering if he had heard wrong.
“You are becoming more trouble then you're worth, Weasley.” The unknown person sighed. “Let's try and not break free this time? I still need your help a little longer, but if you behave, then I won't enlist Granger's help.”
Harry heard two sets of footsteps and quickly reached for his wand, grabbing it just as the door was pulled opened. Harry and Ron stared at each other, the red-head's eyes went wide in surprise, but Harry was watching him closely, waiting for any sign that he was going to attack.
“Well, this is inconvenient,” the person behind Ron said, and Harry noticed that this person was purposely staying behind the red-head so that Harry would have to attack Ron in order to get to him.
“What did you do to Ron?” Harry demanded, his grip tightening on his wand as he shifted uneasily. He could already feel his magic tingling just under his skin, but he still had control of it for right now.
“He did nothing to me, Potter,” Ron answered as he grabbed his own wand and pointed it at Harry.
“He has you under the Imperius curse! That's not nothing,” Harry snapped wondering if there was a way to break the curse. They had learned about the unforgivable curses last year, but only how to break the Imperius curse on your own, nothing about how to free someone else from it.
“And who is going to believe you, Potter?” the person behind Ron questioned. Harry shifted around on the stairs trying to see who it was that was, but they kept moving as well, making sure that they were mostly hidden at all times so that Harry wouldn't have a clean shot at them; they were just using the Ron as a personal shield. This only fueled Harry's anger at the unknown person. Harry didn't want to hurt Ron, but he couldn't allow this person to continue using his friend, even if in the end it turned out that Ron still didn't like him.
“Stupefy!” Harry said, shooting the curse at Ron, hoping to just knock the red-head out so that the person behind him wouldn't have a human shield anymore. However, the spell was a lot stronger than Harry had anticipated, hitting Ron with enough force to send the red-head and the other person flying back into the Owlery.
Harry stared at the empty doorway with wide eyes before hurrying up the steps to find out if he had hurt Ron with the over powered stunning spell. But as soon as he made it through the door, a spell shot past him, just barely missing him. He moved out of the way quickly, finding a place to hide behind one of the pillars as he tried to calm his racing heart.
“I never would have thought that you of all people would shoot first,” the unknown person said and Harry turned his head slightly, wondering if he could catch a glimpse of who it was.
However, this was clearly a mistake as another spell shot passed Harry, barely missing him, and he the smaller boy cursed under his breath. “Who are you?” Harry demanded to know, making sure to keep himself behind cover this time.
“We've never met before,” was the answer.
“Doesn't matter, I'd still like to know who's trying to kill me,” Harry snapped. There was silence and Harry took the chance to try and look again but he just couldn’t get a clear sight of whoever the boy was.
“I'm not trying to kill you, though for someone like you that's probably what you deserve.” There was a short pause. “Though I suppose it's only fair you know the name of the person who is going to expose you for what you really are. I'm Cormac McLaggen,” the boy said as if his name was supposed to mean something; it reminded Harry of how Draco had first introduced himself, as if he were better than everyone around him.
“You are making no sense!” Harry shouted at him, his mind going at an alarming pace, trying to work out how he was going to get himself and Ron out of there safely. “I haven't done anything!”
“Killing Cedric Diggory isn't nothing,” Cormac snapped back. “You might be Harry Potter, but even you can't get away with killing people.”
“I don't know where you've been getting your information, but I haven't killed anyone!” Harry shouted back, only to have another curse fired at him. Harry could feel that his magic was still building up; he had to disarm Cormac soon before things got out of control. With how powerful the stunning spell had been before, Harry didn't dare use anything stronger. He had to disarm and stun Cormac, and then go get help. It wasn't much of a plan, but it was better than staying hidden behind the pillar.
Listening closely, Harry could hear footsteps coming towards him; he moved to look around one side of the pillar and waited until Cormac had fired off the one spell, moving quickly Harry spun and darted out from the other side of the pillar, firing his own spells off towards Cormac, trying to either disarm or stun him.
Cormac was older, and had good reflexes. He managed to block and dodge all of Harry's spells, and managed to fire off a few of his own at the same time. Harry was holding his own, thanks to being quick on his feet, but his magic was starting to burn under his skin, and it was near impossible to try holding it back while casting one spell after another.
The other boy was giving as good as he got and Harry was breathing heavily as he rushed to hide behind another pillar. He could feel his magic building up and his own panic at that starting to rise too and he knew he had to finish this quickly. Hopefully without his magic attempting to bring the roof down on them.
Harry cursed again as two spells rushed passed his left side, he went to move from the other side of his cover; he had to locate where Ron was, he wouldn't be able to get the red head out of here safely if he didn't know where Ron had landed. Another spell shot right past his face, so close that the light of it was almost blinding, he moved back quickly to avoid the curse, but he took one step to far back, the curse hit Harry like a thousand knives all at once.
His was magic burning and looking for release as he screamed from the pain of having the Cruciatus curse hit him. It was a pain he remembered all too well from the previous year, a pain that he hadn't wanted to ever feel again. However, combined with his burning magic, Harry felt as if he was being torn apart and his screams echoed all around him, even after Cormac had canceled the curse.
Cormac looked horrified as he watched Harry arching off the floor and screaming. He didn't even have time to think of what he should do when a spell hit him from behind. Ron watched with satisfaction as Cormac fell to the floor, hastily conjuring some rope to tie him up, the red-head turned his full attention towards Harry.
Harry tried to stop his magic, tried to pull it back in; he had been able to do it before but there was too much of it. He was burning up from the inside and he couldn't stop it; he wanted Blaise, and he wanted Draco, but they didn't even know where he was at the moment. He tried calling for them, tried moving to pick himself up off the floor, the only thought in his mind was the he had to get to them, but another wave of uncontrolled magic had him falling back to the floor.
“Harry!” Ron tried to get the smaller boy's attention, but Harry only curled up on himself. “Harry what do I do?” Ron asked as he moved closer.
Harry slowly lifted his head to look at Ron, but another wave of magic pushed out towards Ron, making the red-head fall back onto the floor as Harry screamed. The smaller boy wrapped his arms around himself tighter as he forced his magic back inside, something he knew that would be extremely painful, but it would buy Ron some time to get out of here.
“Harry, I need to know what to do!” Ron said, trying to get an answer from Harry, but not getting to close to him again.
“Blaise... I need Blaise, and Draco,” Harry hissed through clenched teeth. “Please!” The last word was said in a scream as Harry fought against his magic.
Ron didn't even know where Blaise and Draco were, but he jumped to his feet and ran out of the Owlery anyway. He hated leaving Harry like that, but Ron remembered how the two Slytherin's had calmed Harry's magic during Halloween, if they could do it again, then leaving Harry there was the only option. He didn't want to waste valuable time searching the whole castle for them, so Ron hurried straight back to Gryffindor tower; Hermione had still been close to Harry this whole time, so had Fred and George, if anyone knew where to find Blaise and Draco, it would be those three.
TBC
Alright, here is yet another chapter! I am really on a roll with this story, I am very nearly finished with the whole thing and that makes me super happy! I am sorry to anyone who is reading Contract Under Love, but I will be updating that one soon. I am working on chapter 6, but with Unwanted Bonds being so close to done, I am eager to finish this story so that I can put more focus on other more exciting ones that I am working on. I have been trying to update on my facebook about the progress I am having with all of my current stories, three of which are already posted, and five that have are waiting for their turn to go up. So please feel free to look me up on facebook under Celtic Kitsune!
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