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The Dracken Prince	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Tom Views: 12519 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 19
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the universe, or anything you recognize here. My take on Drackens should be unique, but it is also a borrowed concept. I make no money from this, and do not endorse anything you may see herein.

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Harry woke and yawned, tapering off into a roar at the end, and blinked as Tom struck out blindly, smacking him in the face. “Shut up!” He mumbled sleepily.

Harry flushed. “Sorry, didn’t mean to.”

Tom sat up. “What’s with you this morning? Normally you don’t roar.”

“Dunno. Just yawned and it happened.” He explained.

Tom hummed. “Alright. Shall we head to breakfast soon?” He asked.

“Shower first, but let’s make it quick.” Harry said.

“Ooh, a quickie!” Tom said excitedly.

“No tomfoolery.” Harry said sternly.

“Boo.” Tom said in amusement.

Harry laughed and started the water. They quickly showered and dressed, then went to breakfast, sitting beside each other at the Slytherin table.

Harry leaned heavily against Tom, occasionally nicking a bit of eggs or bacon off his plate to feed Zephyr while Tom was getting increasingly agitated with it. Harry was schooling his face well and pretending not to notice at all, but Draco had to cough several times to hide his snickers before Tom broke.

“Harrison!” He snapped, grabbing the hand with his second-to-last piece of bacon in it and leaning forward to eat it out of Harry’s hand. “Mine.” He said firmly once he had swallowed, noting with pleasure that Harry’s pupils had dilated and his breathing had picked up a bit. “Feed the beast from your own plate.”

“Fuck.” Harry breathed, and Tom simply licked the grease from his fingertips and released his hand, then resumed eating his meal.

Harry groaned in sexual frustration and turned his attention to his food, leaving a few beans on his plate for Zephyr to eat.

//I’m hard as a rock and I hate you for it!// He hissed as Tom got up.

His mate just laughed and leaned down to kiss him. “Love you, too. See you after work.” He said, leaving for the gates to Apparate to the Ministry.

Harry sighed and his head hit the table beside his plate.

Draco snickered and told Harry, “My Prince, get your head off the table. That's disgusting.”

Harry raised his head to glare at him and snapped back, “You're disgusting!”

Draco shrugged. “What do I care if you think that? As long as my mates don't agree, I’m golden!”

Harry sighed and shoved his last piece of bacon into his mouth. As soon as he swallowed, he got up, and Zephyr finished licking himself clean. He flew back to his perch on Harry's shoulder. *Do I get to watch you do magic now?* He asked excitedly.

Harry laughed. *You get to wear a bubble-head charm so I can brew a potion, so kind of?* He responded.

Draco, who had never heard him speak to Zephyr before, looked at him with interest. “First Parseltongue and now this? How many animal languages do you speak?”

Harry held up two fingers. “Parseltongue and Dragon.” He answered, then smirked. “And yes, I'm perfectly fluent in both.”

“Don't be smug about it, that’s crass.” Draco said as they headed toward the dungeons.

Harry just laughed and shrugged. “It is what it is.” He said lightly.

They went into class, and Severus levelled a glare around at everyone. “I do hope everyone did their summer reading and assignment, as you will be brewing the Restorative Draught today.” He flicked his wand at the blackboard and it filled with the instructions. “You have two hours. Begin.”

Harry dug into his bag for his personal ingredients, knowing they were better than what was in the storage cupboards. Hermione was frantically doingt he same beside him. “I didn’t bring the mugwort!” She told Harry in a stressed tone.

“You can borrow mine.” Harry offered. “I have plenty, and we won’t need it more than twice this year.” He told her.

Hermione nodded, looking relieved. “Thanks.” She said.

Harry smiled at her. “You’d do the same for me.” He said surely.

About halfway through the class, Severus noticed Harry whispering to Hermione and stopped in front of him. “Is there something you would like to share with the class, Harrison?” He drawled.

Harry flashed him a bright smile and nodded. “Sure!” He then announced loudly, “Chop your mugwort extra fine and add it in slowly. It will make the potion more effective!”

Severus’ eye twitched. “That will indeed work.” He admitted grudgingly and proceeded to ignore Harry’s whispering for the rest of class.

*****

Harry was in the library after dinner, having gone there to get peace from Tom, who was feeling amorous, and Luna was studying beside him. She was hunched over an open textbook and her blonde hair spilled over her shoulder and brushed the pages. She would tuck her hair behind her ear every few minutes but it never stayed put. Harry found himself staring at Luna more than he was focussing on his own work. He smiled at her. “You’re really pretty, you know that?’

Luna beamed at him. “Thank you, Harry! You’re very handsome yourself.” She returned.

Harry smiled happily and went back to his work.

He got two essays completed and packed up, heading back to his rooms to spend some time with his mate.

Tom smiled widely upon seeing him. “Have time for me now?” He asked.

Harry returned the smile and curled up on the couch beside him after depositing his book bag on the side table. “Yes.” He answered. “All the time in the world.”

Tom hummed happily and pressed him back into the couch, kissing him deeply.

Harry let himself be laid back and moaned. “Silencing charm?” He murmured against Tom's mouth.

Tom chuckled. “What’s the point? It’s going to fail no matter what.”

“Still, it’s a good habit to get into.” Harry pointed out. “And what do you mean, ‘no matter what?’ I don’t bring them down every time!” He denied.

“More often than not.” Tom pointed back.

“Shut up and kiss me.” Harry said.

Tom smiled. “Gladly.” He bent down to do just that.

Harry squirmed under him and Tom grabbed his hands, pinning them down by his sides. “Careful.” Harry warned.

“I will be. If you resist, I will release you.” Tom promised.

Harry nodded. “Good.”

Tom bent and began nibbling at his neck.

Harry squirmed. “That tickles.” He said.

Tom scowled and fastened his mouth over the spot he’d been kissing and sucked.

“Dad’s going to kill you if you leave a hickey.” Harry warned.

“I’ll deal with it.” Tom said around his mouthful, then went back to sucking.

Harry sighed and relaxed while Tom left his mark, then rolled his way off the couch. “Let’s take this into the bedroom.” He said with a flirtatious smile.

Tom eagerly followed him.

“Come and get me.” Harry teased, reclining on the bed.

Tom growled and jumped onto the bed. “You are mine, my little Prince.” He began undressing Harry with single-minded determination while Harry’s fingers found his buttons.

“Why do you wear clothes under your robes? You should come home and take them off and be naked under them and ready for me.” Harry grumbled as he got Tom’s shirt off.

Tom hummed as he threw Harry’s shirt across the room. “I’m always ready for you; basically, it’s only the getting naked part that needs work. Honestly, if I don’t wear clothes under the robes and I get injured badly, the Healer will see your property. Then there would be a public execution, possibly an inquiry, and knowing my luck, I’d get saddled with the paperwork for it.”

Harry frowned. “Oh. Good point.”

“I think so.” Tom agreed, finally getting Harry’s trousers open. “Lift for me.” He said.

Harry lifted his hips for Tom to remove his trousers and pants, then pulled Tom’s off as well as he cast two spells non-verbally and wandlessly.

“Did you just—” Tom’s fingers found Harry’s entrance and pushed in easily, the opening already slick and stretched. “Mm, you did prepare yourself. Good job.”

Harry moaned and arched his back. “Contraceptive charm, too. Didn’t want to wait. Don’t make me wait!” He begged.

Tom grinned and lined himself up, then pushed in.

“Pull my hair this time. I can take it.” Harry requested.

Tom frowned, but grabbed a handful of Harry’s hair and tugged—hard. Harry arched, sucking in a sharp breath, and just as Tom’s hand was about to release him, the breath came back out in a low moan.

Tom echoed the sound, cock throbbing as he realized Harry was finally past his block. “Gods, I’d hoped we’d reach this point.” He breathed, leaning down to kiss Harry, the hand in his hair relaxing and the fingers switching to massaging his scalp as the kiss deepened and they both fed each other long moans. “Don’t ever change, Harry. I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you.” Tom breathed into Harry’s mouth.

“You never will, Tom. I love you, and you’re stuck with me. What we have is forever.” Harry promised, hips rolling to meet every thrust Tom made.

Tom sped up, hand fisting again in Harry’s hair and tugging as he plunged into his Dracken’s body, tongue thrusting into his mouth in time with his hips.

Harry moaned, and Tom swallowed the sound greedily, claiming that, too, as surely as he was claiming his body.

Every part of Harry was his, and he would never stray, just as Harry would never think of leaving him for another. Any other love from another would merely be a pale imitation of the bond they shared as mates, and Tom dipped into Harry’s mind, claiming even that part of him.

‘You’re mine!’ He said through the bond, fiercely and fervently. ‘Always mine, no one else’s! I need to hear you say it!’

‘Always yours!’ Harry responded through the link.

Tom tore his mouth away from Harry’s to breathe raggedly. “Forever?” He panted.

“Ah, yes! Forever!” Harry shouted, then came with a loud wail.

Tom thrust thrice more, hard, plunging into Harry’s body as deeply as he could before he, too, came with a loud shout.

He collapsed onto Harry and Harry’s breath hitched. Tom cursed and rolled to the side. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Harry panted. “We’ll get past that one, too. That’s next on the list.” He promised.

Tom gathered him close and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “Even if we never do, I’d not trade what we have for the world, Harrison. You’re all I’ve ever wanted in a lover, and you’ve made me very happy. Also, there is a horcrux here I’ve been meaning to destroy. Would you like to come retrieve it with me over the weekend?” He asked.

Harry hummed and shifted. “I suppose I might as well. Where is it?” He asked.

“I left it in the room of hidden things that the Room of Requirement can turn into. It may have been moved from where I left it, but I can feel that it hasn’t left the room. It is still there, waiting for me. We should destroy it and we can deliver it to Pluto for Yule. Another link to my past sacrificed so that I may keep you in the afterlife.” Tom said quietly.

Harry snuggled into him. “I’m glad you’re still going to get rid of them. Where has Nagini been? I haven’t seen her in a long while.”

“She is around my Manor, feeding off of small animals. She mainly stays in the cellar, which I moved to right below the dungeons. There was quite the colony of rats and mice down there, but I doubt she’s made much of a dent in their population. She knows not to gorge herself, lest she run out of her food source. She keeps a regular schedule and lets them repopulate as much as they are able. She can contact me when it starts to run dry, and I will buy her more prey to hunt down there. She is happy, and I am happy with the arrangement.” Tom explained.

Harry smiled. “Well, that’s good.”

Tom’s lips curved into an amused smile. “She has never, however, allowed me to forget that rabbits are her favourite food. She begs for them often, and I give her the occasional one as a treat. She enjoys them and is satisfied for about two months before the begging begins anew. I usually hold out for five or six months before I give in and treat her to a new one. They are not free, and I am not made of money. But we have a workable arrangement, and who would have thought Auror work pays well. I may be able to afford her treats more often.” He mused.

Harry snickered. “Well, at least you’re good to your pets and mate. You won’t ever be lonely with that going for you.”

“No, I doubt I will lose either of you.” Tom agreed, holding Harry close as he closed his eyes.
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