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The whole story	By : Riahana Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 42620 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Disclaimer~ The Prologue has the full disclaimer. Also any readers that are lost, read the Authors Note at the beginning of the Prologue; it will help make things clear.

Chapter 35

October 31^st

Tom was currently contemplating the events that that had been taking place in the last couple of months; in his mind the most important was Aubrey. After their last confrontation she had yet to speak to him. Any room that he walked into she would leave immediately; one area of improvement was she had stopped throwing things at him. But in a sick way, he would have preferred the thrown objects; verses this complete silence the Heiress was imposing on him. Sooner or later she would have to break and speak to him, the alternative was to get Harry to help him, but he wouldn’t be here for another couple of months. He didn’t know if he could last that long; not after finding out Aubrey would have been welcoming to being his mate.

Though the situation was depressing, it was not pressing. The news Lucius had brought him was the most important for the time being. The idea of Draco acquiring more power had a scary edge to it. One of the reason Elves were only granted half of their powers till they reached adulthood was so they were not misused. If Lucius’s estimation was correct and Draco had already more than doubled his power at the age of fifteen, then how powerful was Draco to become. Then there was Harry who at birth has been and is now the most powerful, and for that to be doubled? Those two could create havoc on the world at large; then to top it off they were mates. This was bordering close to an insane level, that he had no prior knowledge of.

He didn’t have the time to do the research necessary to find the answers about Draco’s increase of power. So he sent that chore for Rabastion and Bellatrix; their combined skills would make them excellent into solving the problem. Now he had another chore for Severus to do. With Dumbledore being so quiet lately he was beginning to worry what the old coot was up too.

Severus walked in looking more ragged as the years passed, the strain on the Elf was starting to show; aging him in ways that would soon, be unable to fix. “You called for me?” One thing that had yet to change was Severus’s voice as it flowed like water in his deep baritone.

“Yes, I know you nor Lucius are aware of what Dumbledore is up too…What with him being so secretive lately.” Looking up; locking his eyes with Severus showing his true emotions to the situation. “This worrisome, this means he has something big planned, if he is staying this quiet at the moment. I want you to research something for me and if possible create a potion that will give us the desired results.”

Severus smiled at the given task; a chance to create a new potion would always help distract him from his misery. “If it is possible I will find a way to achieve it.”

This was the part Tom hated to ask, he was afraid what this potion could do, but given the situation there may not be a choice in using it. “I need to have a potion that could accelerate someone’s growth, to permanently change someone’s age and make them older.”

Severus thought about the problem at hand for a minute, “I believe it is possible…But why do you need it? Who is it for?” Severus drawled.

He simply answered, “It is for Harry so if he needs it, he can reach his full potential; Dumbledore may not wait till Harry reaches seventeen. We may have to surprise him with this as a last resort.”

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Harry was standing in his dorm looking at the costume he was wearing in the mirror; wondering if it was too much? With the help of Hermione he had decided to go as Cernunnos, a horned god in Celtic mythology, her reason saying he would look perfect in it. And he had to agree with everything on, he did look good, different but still it may have been too much. Wearing only dark brown suede pants and a cloak that trailed on the floor behind him that looked like it was made from all types of fall leaves. Left him feeling exposed everywhere else, all bare skin including his feet Hermione spelled gold dust to stick to his body so it caught the light every time he moved. This was only done after he placed powerful glamour’s over the scars on his body, it would have ruined the whole costume if hadn’t. Then there were the two antlers that he used a sticking charm to make them stay; with his mess hair it looked like he was born with them.

He looked like a wild creature in the costume. Wondering if he had told Hermione; about the mate thing yet, if she would have chosen this costume. Then if had, she may have chosen something far more provocative; trying to figure Hermione out, was like trying to figure a way out of a round room.

Knowing he didn’t have a choice but to wear it, he was already running late meeting Draco in a corridor that led to the dining hall that was being used for the bash. He rushed through the dorm room; down the stairs, not even noticing that someone was watching him the whole time.

Reaching the last staircase showed a pacing Draco, most likely worried because Harry was late but there was nothing he could about it. Approaching closer he was able to inspect Draco’s costume without the blond knowing. On Draco, it was excellent even though Harry didn’t know what he was. Draco had black pants that looked like someone had painted on; a thin black shirt that was nearly see through. That didn’t include the knee high dragon hide boots with silver buckles or the leather trench coat he wore slightly off of both shoulders to show that his shirt was sleeveless. On his back he had strapped a sword that the handle extended past his head, and the tip came to mid thigh. Draco was…Breathless…

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Draco would take exactly ten steps in one direction; turn and take ten steps in the opposite direction. Some people would call it pacing, but a Malfoy never paced so he called it biding his time. Harry was running late, already fifteen minutes past the time they had agreed to meet. Because he was facing the wrong direction, he missed Harry coming down the stairs and jumped when he heard him speak.

“Sorry I am late it took Hermione longer for the charms to stick than she thought.” Draco turned slowly letting the coat he was wearing to flutter around his feet. Stopping at what should have been Harry, instead in Harry’s spot was a wood sprite that had his eyes and voice. Looking from the antlers poking through the messy hair down past the naked skin of his chest dusted with gold, to the bare feet…Purely delectable.

Narrowing his eyes, he stalked forward, forcing Harry to take a step back with every step he made; pushing him until Harry’s back hit the wall. Locking his steel eyes with the green of Harry’s; bending his head till his lips were a hairs breath from Harry’s, speaking, “You know don’t you? There is no way you would have worn this if you hadn’t known.” Stepping a little bit closer, grabbing Harry’s wrist, holding them down at his side; preventing him from pushing Draco away. “You are doing this to provoke me?” The last was said; in a barely there whisper more a breath then actual sound.

Harry tried to look away, but with Draco’s face so close to his, movement was impossible for him. So instead Harry averted his eyes, a blush darkening the longer that he talked. He watched as Harry gathered his courage, his eyes mostly black from the dilated pupils surrounded by the littlest bit of green. Breathing hard Harry finally answered, “Yes I knew” Anger crossed his, “When were you going to tell me? Challenging back.

Draco tightened his hands that were now interlocking with Harry’s fingers; which were moving on their own accord. “I would have waited till you were seventeen, I am older that’s what is proper.” Connected his forehead with Harry’s; closing his eyes starting to breathe deeply, “You can’t do this to me right now, it’s too soon.”

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Harry stood against the wall, Draco holding him against it, every muscle in the blond’s body trembling from the strain. He could feel the words that Draco spoke more than he could hear them, all he had to do was tilt his head back slightly and his lips would meet the blonds. If he crossed that bridge; there would be no going back, he wouldn’t lead Draco on like that; making him a promise then revoking it later.

He moved his mouth slightly closer, where before only their words touched the other lips, speaking directly on them. “You were taking too long.”

That was the only incentive the blond needed; taking complete control; still keeping his hands interlocked with Harry’s brought them around his back pressing him closer into Draco. The same instant Draco pressed his lips to his claiming them for his own. It was nothing like he imagined, far better than any dream. His stomach dropped to the floor while his head started to spin, it was like being swept away. Draco groaned in frustration nipping his bottom lip, the gasp that came from his mouth; opening enough for Draco to sweep his tongue in. Taste buds exploded with every flick of the tongue, if it wasn’t for Draco holding him up, his knees would have given out.

Draco released his hands first before drawing his heads back, lingering for a moment to give one final kiss to the side of his mouth. Bringing his hands up; intertwining them in Draco’s hair to bring that mouth back to where Harry wanted it. Draco placed his finger on his lips forcing him to open his eyes; that he didn’t know were closed. Blinking a couple of times revealed Draco smiling and shaking his head no.

“We can talk later, but for now there is a bash to attend.” Draco tightened his arms muttering, “So addicting.” Giving one last peck; Draco stepped back pulling him through the doors.

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Severus was standing in a dark corner watching the students make a complete and utter fool of themselves, thinking over the potion he was to create. The doors opened revealing the newest students being Harry and Draco; the room grew silent for a minute. Muttering and whispers circulating that the rumors about those two being friends had to be true if they both showed up together to the Halloween bash.

It didn’t last long when the students watched as both Harry and Draco found seats together and Blaise and Hermione came to sit with them as well. Other students also came either to say hello or just to watch something that no one ever thought to be a possibility. Overall the two were having fun; each taking turns laughing or all at the same time.

An hour into the bash showed something peculiar about the two. First it started with Harry gesticulating in his direction, followed by a sour expression on Draco’s face. It also didn’t help that Blaise and Hermione were laughing so hard they sounded like hyenas. With one of the reddest faces he had seen on Draco, the blond stood up and made his way towards the same location as him.

“Mr. Malfoy what can I do for you?” He asked, sounding more confused than questioning. Draco had yet to talk to him after the potions incident with Harry over the summer.

“Sir, you see Harry and I had a game going, well I lost the game. So my forfeit was to dance with you.” Draco said his words more muffled than their usual clear tones.

Looking at the table where Harry was sitting had the Gryffindor smirking at them both, even if he didn’t dance with Draco this night; the embarrassment that Draco was feeling would have been enough for Harry to be able to say the forfeit was paid. Glancing back at Draco, thinking; that this just might be fun and if he did it right he might be able to give some payback for embarrassing Draco this way.

“Well, Mr. Malfoy…Why not?” He drawled, looking into the shocked face of the blond.

Quickly pulling Draco into his arms as the next song started, thankfully a slower song than they had been playing all evening. Draco having grown so much lately was almost as tall as him and as broad of shoulder, but with his greater experience he was able to glide Draco through the song.

When the song ended and the next began Severus didn’t let the blond go; instead continued dancing. When one turn showed a disturbed Harry, a frown marring his features coming at them. He knew that he had achieved what he had sought to do, make Harry jealous.

“Draco you only needed to dance one dance, not the whole night.” Harry said with a pout.

Draco with more strength than he thought possible, pulled himself from his arms and quickly picked up Harry. Severus was able to hear what the blond said through his laughter. “I told you would get jealous.”

Harry was hitting the blond, proclaiming that he needed to put down, the problem was Harry was laughing too hard to say anything but a word or two at a time.

Chuckling at the two Severus walked out the doors thinking of the potion he was to create.

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Draco was having a wonderful time, how couldn’t he, when he had Harry in his arms. The night only getting better, with Harry actually getting jealous over his own forfeit. The bash wasn’t too bad, not like the gala’s thrown at Malfoy Manor but better than he thought. With the decorations and live band playing; it was more than what he expected.

Setting Harry back on his feet he was reluctant to let the Gryffindor go. “Dance with me?”

Harry smiled still trying to wiggle free, “You didn’t win the forfeit.”

Quirking an eyebrow, and pulling Harry closer, “No forfeits, dance with me because you want to.”

Harry nodded his head wrapping his arms around his neck. The night only getting better and better as far as he was concerned.
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