Reality in Binding | By : SilverDragonWings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 20481 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Reality in
Binding
Rating: R
Warning:
Swearing, yaoi slash, violence, angst. Slash
in this chapter.
Talking Forms:
Talking “Word/s” Telepathic speech /Word/s/
Pairings: Draco x
Harry, Hermione x Ron, maybe more later.
Author’s Notes:
I’m so sorry for the late update; I got a little stuck on this chapter. But I
have updated and hopefully I’m back on track. Sorry, this chapter may be short,
but I like it, Enjoy.
Disclaimer:
Unfortunately I don’t own the characters, but I do own the plot.
Thanks to: Ama - ^_^ I’m glad you like it, sorry it took so long to
get this out, I was in a bit of a jam, but I’m over that. ^_^
thank you for the review.
Tado - ^^ I’m trying to keep
Harry and Draco in character as much as possible, which is pretty hard in the circumstances.
Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoy.
Lady Asteldoth – Yeah, trying to
think of a reason why the two would agree to bond was the hardest thing to do. I’ve
read so many stories where as soon as Harry and Draco bond their in love… it
gets annoying after some time, that’s why I’m making sure the same thing doesn’t
happen here… it has to be gradual. Thank you for the review and I hope you
enjoy. ^_^
Chapter Three – Just one kiss
It had been three days, three days of on-going torture for
each boy. They were trying their best to grow accustomed to the bond, they were
doing their best to ignore that small voice that told them to complete the
bond… to bind in heart and body; it was hard, but they were managing.
Both had been practicing hours in a row, to grow accustomed
to the binds calls, it took them almost forever to finally control the tongue
slips of telepathy and vocal speech and it took them even longer to be able to
handle long distances… in fact that was still causing to be a problem to them
both.
“SCREW IT!” Draco yelled, giving up and balling his hands
into fists, punching the wall beside him.
It was rather a mistake to say he was angry, he was
defiantly pissed; he’d send Voldermort himself running to the corner.
Harry flinched at the waves his body drank in, the negative
energy that was running off the blonde’s body like a flood. He absently rubbed
his left knuckles, his jade eyes watching the other boy lean against the wall
and slowly slid to the ground, his face in his hands.
“Er… maybe we should take a break?” he suggested, slowly
making his way back over towards the other boy.
Draco didn’t move, he didn’t even acknowledge Harry as the
boy sat opposite him, crossing his leg Indian style.
There was a long moment of silence before Draco sighed, “Why
did we even agree to this, Potter?” he asked, his voice slightly muffled by his
hands.
Harry blinked, his head tilting to the side as he studied
the boy in front of him, a small frown merging onto his face. “You already know
why. The prophecy. Natalia Sooflay. Any of these
ringing a bell?” he asked, raising a brow and looking, for lack of better
words, rather amused at the distressed blonde.
“I’m not bloody suffering from amnesia, Potter. I’m just
trying to figure out what possessed me to agree to that crake-pot, and some seer,
which for all we know could be like the damned Divisions Professor” he snapped,
looking up and glaring at Harry.
The Gryffindor only shrugged, ignoring the title placed
against his somewhat mentor. He looked to Draco and grinned, “You were probably
drunk when you agreed. But the prophecy said that us binding will help defeat
Voldermort” he stated.
Draco groaned, bringing his knees up to his chest and
folding his arms over them, resting his chin on the arms, his silver eyes
looking over to Harry, “Do you believe that us, bonded together, is really
going to make a difference on the war. In my opinion we’ve put each other in
even more danger” he stated, sighing.
“What do you mean by that?” Harry asked, frowning.
Chuckling the Slytherin shrugged, “It’s obvious, we’re each
other’s weakness now, if Voldermort discovers that I’m bonded to you, ‘Harry
Potter’ he’ll use me to get to you.”
This was one problem that had been plaguing Harry’s mind as
well, but they had both been assured by Dumbledore, that as long as they kept
it secret they’d be fine.
“Dumbledore said it is fine, we just need to be careful and
get use to this” Draco only shrugged, sighing as he looked up at the ceiling,
his head resting against the wall.
“You hold too much trust for that man, Potter. But we’ll
have to wait and see what happens” the boy said, sighing tiredly, his fingers
rubbing at his temple as he felt the beginnings of a headache.
“Come on, lets go back to the room” Harry suggested, feeling
the other boy’s stress.
They had both been working overboard with the bond since
that night it had happened, both pushing themselves to the limits to at least
be able to handle one day as if the bond never happened… both failing at that.
Draco just nodded, pushing himself up and off the ground, “I
hate this” he muttered, following Harry out of the Room of Requirements, the
room had quickly became their practice room.
“Well, look at the bright side, we can handle large
distances away from each other now, in a few days time we’ll be back in our
dorms and life will return to normal… Well as normal as it can get, with being
bonded to your worst enemy and all” Harry said, a small grin coming to his face
as he thought on it, it was still rather ironic.
He could still remember the way he felt when he was told of
what was expected of him for this year, it was a priceless moment… then again
it was where he his life had turned on him.
“You don’t see me bonded to Voldermort, do you Potter?”
Draco asked, rising a brow.
“Er… no… why?” at his confusion the other boy chuckled.
“You said I was bonded to my worst enemy, just to enlighten
you, Potter, you’re my third worst enemy” the blonde said,ing ing Harry a sly
grin.
Frowning he looked to the blonde, “Third?” he asked, trying
to figure out the other two… of course one would be Voldermort… but the other?
“Yes, third” the other said, clearly not willing to
emphasise.
They walked in silence for a little longer, each lost in
thought. Finally they reached their portrait and spoke the password, stepping
into their secret room.
Upon entering they were surprised to see someone sitting in
one of the chairs.
“Ah, I’ve been waiting for you to return. I must say this
place is looking lively” Albus stated, eyes scanning over the room, lingering
on the books that littered the desk and a few that rested on each boy’s bed.
“Bored” Draco answered easily, shrugging it off and moving
around, falling backwards into a chair, legs draped over the arms of the chair.
Smiling, Albus nodded, “Well I don’t want to keep you boys
up. I see you’re boookiooking tired. May I ask how the practice is going?” he
inquired, eyes moving over to Harry whom would most likely be the one to answer
his question.
Harry shrugged, grinning a bit, “We’re getting better, we’ve
got the telepathy under control and we can now be apart for long periods of
time and at a large distance” he stated, moving around and sitting himself in
another chair.
Dumbledore smiled and nodded, “Good, glad to hear it. I’ve
come to inform you that I think it’s safe for you boy’s to begin you’re classes
again” both boy’s shot to full attention at these words.
Chuckling, the headmaster continued, “You have both gotten
most of the binding under control, and I think you’ve missed out on enough
school work” he said.
Draco frowned, “But what about our dorms, we can’t get that
far apart yet” he scowled, glaring over to Harry.
“Yes well, classes will continue but I’d like you two to
continue sleeping in here, until you can handle a further distance” he stated.
Harry frowned, “What if our classes are at the other side of
the school or something?” he asked, glancing over to Draco.
Albus shook his head, “I’ve already looked at that problem,
you share most of the classes, and the ones you don’t share you’re rather close
to, the distance won’t strain you’re bond” he stated, smiling when he took in
both boy’s looks of relief.
“So what do we tell our friends, they’ll want to know where
we’ve been… and some may get suspicious to the fact that both Potter and I have
been missing” Draco asked, frowning as he glanced to the Headmaster whom, to
his great annoyance, was looking back at him in amusement.
“I’ve considered this, and it’s best to just stick with
basics” his eyes twinkled as he shrugged, “You and Mr. Potter we’re put into
punishment after been caught by the care taker, duelling, five day’s ago” the
headmaster answered, looking rather excited at his little white lie.
Draco scoffed, “And people are just going to buy that? I
don’t think so, since when has the punishment gotten that serious that we’re
pulled out of classes and locked up for five days?” he asked, frowning as he
threw his hands into the air.
Dumbledore smiled, “I wouldn’t worry about it Mr. Malfoy,
the excuse will work, it has already been given to the school, no need to worry
about that” he stated, smiling.
Draco rolled his eyes then closed them, leaning back and
snuggling into the chair.
“Harry” Dumbledore started, causing Harry to jump and pull
his eyes away from Draco.
“Sir?” he asked.
“You’ll need to start up advanced defence lessons, as well
as Mr. Malfoy-”
“I don’t need defence train my my father taught me
everything I’ll need to know” Draco interrupted, not bothering to open his
eyes.
Nodding the headmaster turned to the almost asleep student,
“Yes, but there is still other methods, ones you may not know.”
“Hmm” was his only reply.
Chuckling, the man turned back to Harry, “As I was saying.
You’ll start up extra training with Mr. Malfoy here, I’d also like you to begin
in the Animagus (1) training” he stated, smiling when the boy’s face lit up.
“Really? We’re going to learn to be Animagus’s?” he
questioned, almost jumping up and down in his seat; that was the best news so
far.
The old man nodded, “Yes my boy, your lessons will start at
eight o’clock, Wednesday’s and Saturday’s” he said, looking back over to Draco
who, by now, was asleep. “I best be going, do pass the
news to Mr. Malfoy when he wakes up” the man stated before bidding farewell and
leaving.
Harry grinned as he watched the portrait close behind the
headmaster, his eyes slowly travelling back to the sleeping boy across from
him.
Standing up he slowly, and carefully, made his way over to
the sleeping boy.
Stopping a few feet away from the Slytherin, Harry allowed
his eyes to travel over the form. He was definitely exhausted, there was a
tinge of blue under his eyes, his hair was very much messed about, silky blonde
strands falling around his face, lips slightly parted as his chest rising and
falling in a rhythmic pattern.
Shaking his head, Harry frowned and glared at the blonde who
was at fault for making him thing that, it was also the bond talking.
“Oh well, better wake him up, he’d never let me hear the end
if I left him to sleep on the lounge like that” sighing he moved closer,
leaning over the blonde and shaking him.
“Malfoy, wake up” he called, not at all happy that the boy
was still sleeping, “Malfoy, if you don’t wake up I’m going to leave you
sleeping on the lounge…” still there was no reply.
“You’re impossible” he moaned, before dropping to his knees
and grabbing Draco’s shoulder with both hands, shaking him rather roughly.
A low groan escaped the pink lips, a frown on the boy’s
face. “Go ‘way” he mumbled, trying to swipe the annoyance.
“Wake up” Harry said, frowning. But the boy didn’t move, he
just settled to go back to sleep.
There had to be a way to get the Slytherin to wake up!
Slowly a grin came across the Gryffindors face. He had the
perfect plan.
Leaning forward, so as his lips were just near the other
teen’s ear, he held back a chuckle and the small voice telling him to kiss that
delicate skin.
“If you don’t wake up, I’ll be forced to carry you, like a
baby, back to your bed” he purred, chuckling at his plan.
What he expected was for the boy to yell and jump away from
him, but what he didn’t expect, was for the boy to shift and turn his face
moving so as their noses were inches apart… but this was the action he
received… something he was now beginning to regret, seeing as suddenly the
bond’s demand grew stronger just upon being this close.
His lips were only inches from the other boy’s… just a
little more and they’d be touching… all he’d have to do is lean in a little
closer… he could complete the urges, complete the bond.
His thoughts - the rational ones, the ones that told him
that this wasn’t what he wanted - those thoughts all vanished; they were hidden
from him. The only thoughts left, was the one telling him that this was what he
was meant to be doing… that this was exactly what his heart wanted…. What he’d been desiring his entire life.
He slowly leaned in, his eyes growing heavy and closing.
Their lips touched… the feeling exploded in his mind.
He could feel the softness of the lips, the warmth. His bond
was screaming it was like a beast, one that was demanding to be released and
that the path was to be completed… and for once, for once he didn’t try to
fight, he didn’t want to fight it. This was so completing, the feeling was
right, it made him feel right…
The lips moved beneath his, slowly but noticeably. Harry sat
up, further on his knees, lips never breaking. His other hand moved up and
cupped the cheek.
Lips were now responding to his, a tongue moving across his
bottom lip, a hand moving into his hair. He was pulled closer, urged to deepen the
kiss. Their mouths opened to grant access to the other.
Another hand was clinging to Harry’s arm, pulling the boy
over, pulling him up and onto the lounge.
Both had lost control of their rational thinking, both had
lost the knowledge that the other was their enemy; that they didn’t want to
complete the bond.
To both of them this felt perfect, it was like been given
the best gift in the world, like being granted the one thing that they have
craved their entire life, who’d want to throw that away?
Harry moved without bothering to break lip contact, he was
guided by the other boy. He was soon straddling the other’s waist, hands on
ot
other’s shoulder as he fought to deepen the kiss.
Draco’s own hands were moving through Harry’s hair, his eyes
closed as he felt the lips leave his, they began to travel down and across his
jaw, onto his neck, they suckled, nipped and licked at
the pale skin of the Slytherins neck, marking it.
Draco moaned; his head falling back onto the armrest of the
lounge, his hands moving down Harry’s back. He could feel something tugging at
his shirt… Harry.
Hands slipped up and under the shirt, exploring the skin.
“Ha- Harry…” Draco tried… he knew, somewhere deep inside him
that this was not wanted… there was that feeling that they would most likely
regret this… but this was something he wanted, and for the oddest of reason’s,
Harry seemed to be the only person able to complete his urges.
But he was fighting, this was the bond… this was the bond
not him… this wasn’t his wishes, at least…
/NO!/ he shouted, telepathically
fighting against the bond, he needed to regain control… to stop this before
they went too far.
He could feel Harry’s lips at his throat, his hands over his
chest… he moaned again, his own hands moving back into Harry’s hair, bringing
the boy back to his lips, pulling him into a kiss, tongues duelling.
He needed to fight… but he oh so desperately wanted to give
in, too. He really, really wanted this.
“No, St- Harry… stop” he tried, now
fighting the bond, the beast in him was fighting harder. He put his hands to
the Gryffindors chest pushing against it, trying to push the boy away from him.
Harry was in the same struggle, he new this was wrong… that
he shouldn’t be doing this, that the bond was the one making him feel like
this.
He didn’t want this… not here… not yet!
Using all his willpower Harry leaped back, falling over the
other side of the lounge and landing on the ground rather painfully. He lay
there, with his hands on his chest, taking deep breaths, trying to calm his
bond.
Draco was in the same state, he was lying back on the
lounge, his eyes on the ceiling as he tried to catch his breath. He fought down
the urge to grab Harry and continue their actions.
They both slowly regained their control, yet both refused to
move, finally Draco spoke, “Well… that was interesting” he stated.
Harry felt a blush creep onto his cheeks. Finally finding
the energy to sit up, as soon as he was standing he looked down to Draco, the
sight caused him to blush deeply and turn away.
Draco looked thoroughly snogged,
his hair even more ruffled then before, lips swollen, eyes slightly gazed and
lost, shirt halfway up his chest.
“S-Sorry, Malfoy… that was probably my fault… I- I was trying
to wake you up… but… well…” he stumered, closing his eyes tightly as the blush
deepened.
He turned everything over in his head, all
that had happened, just the memory made his inner beast rage to return,
to take control.
“I- I’m sorry” he stated again. Looking to
the ground.
Draco slowly stood, pulling his shirtn, hn, his silver eyes
on the Gryffindor. Harry’s lips were slightly swollen, hair sticking up worse
then normal, clothes ruffled.
Frowning he shook his head, “I guess we’re going to have to
be more careful… just… just forget it ever happened” he stated, knowing full
well he couldn’t forget something like that… it’d have to take a lot of
forgetful potions for that memory to fade.
Harry nodded, still not meeting the other boy’s eyes “It
won’t happen again” he stated, his blush growing.
Draco almost smiled at the other boy’s state. But he made
sure to keep himself in check, pushing the urge to wrap his arms around the boy
and kiss him away; this was not the time nor the
person to do that with.
He could feel the tension radiating from the raven haired
boy, the need, as he was sure oth other boy could most likely feel his… this
bond was getting hard.
“Just make sure you keep your distance, Potter” he scowled,
watching as Harry nodded.
Each made their way to their own beds, each still trying to
fight the urge to continue what they had abruptly ended.
The strangest thing was that Draco didn’t yell at Harry for
his actions, he didn’t even accuse the boy of rape and scream at him for
kissing him. Then again both were still trying to get over what had happened…
They both slipped under their own respectable blankets in
their own respectable bedsrninrning thghtsghts out and trying to get to sleep,
of course that wasn’t going to come easily.
The last thing to register in Draco’s mind, before he
finally fell to sleep, was the fact that Harry wasn’t a bad kisser.
TBC…
1 – Animagus, is this spelled correctly?
2 – I just want
to ask something. Who wants whom to be the dominant one
in this relationship? I’m leaving it open at the moment. I don’t like making
Harry look weak, but I am willing to make him submissive to Draco… with my
other stories it’s more of Draco who I play into submission… what do you guys
want?
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