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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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Authors Note~ Thank you djaddict, I dont know a Draco loosing his marbals could be fun to watch LOL... A longer chapter this time, and I plan on having another one done today as well. Thank you to everyone who is reading up to this point, after this chapter it brings it over 100k words. This means it is turning out to be longer than I had planned but dont worry I do plan on finishing it. Enjoy :)

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 44

Harry had the best sleep he had since the last time he had stayed at the Manor. He never would have considered Malfoy Manor ‘home’, but this is where his grandmother stayed, he got to see his Godfather as much as he wanted, and everyone else that he thought was going to kill him had turned out to be the exact opposite. They were here to protect, care, and love him; they had turned into the family; one that he thought he would never have the right to have, and one day soon he would return the favor ten-fold.

Not everything was perfect, and something’s were very far from being right, but with time and the right guidance he knew it could all be fixed. The first on his list was Draco, and why the idiot was shying away from him. After that first mind blowing kiss at Halloween, Draco had become further and further, and he wanted answers. The hugs, cuddling, pecks are nice, but he wanted more, he wanted that passion he felt on Halloween. He wanted Draco to lose all control again, have that cool composure that was a Malfoy, shattered; and he had a couple of ideas on how to do it.

The next on his mind was the Elves with their perspective of all witches and wizards; for the most part they treated Hermione well, but she had to jump through hoops to gain what little bit respect they gave; always having to prove her worth. Not all of the Wizarding World was like Dumbledore, some were like Hermione; and he was going to make sure the Elves knew that. It was going to take time; changing centuries of distrust did not happen overnight and wouldn’t be as simple as the problem he had with Draco.

His next problem the agenda that was becoming a running tally in his mind; could be solved tonight, with enough determination. As it stood now, more than half the school was against him, what with Ron spreading rumors and the Death Eaters’ children conspiring against him. There was nothing he could do about Ron but let him fall into a trap of his own making. Although the other children he could; he had to attend a Death Eaters meeting, make himself known to the clichéd dark side. If they saw him and Tom working together, then he would have one less thing to worry about at school and he could focus on Dumbledore and his scheming. Now he only had to convince Tom and Draco of this idea, knowing this was one battle he was not looking forward too.

A knock on the door had him stepping out of the shower sooner than he would have liked; wrapping a towel around his waist, as he went to peek out the door. To his delighted surprise Draco stood on the other side which meant he could start on the plan to get answers from Draco sooner. If the Halloween costume he wore was able to produce those shattering results, then what would happen to the blond by answering the door, wearing only a towel do? Opening the door completely he turned and walked away saying over his shoulder, “Come in.”

Heading towards the closet, he turned around facing Draco, who was still standing in the doorway. Crossing his arms and leaning against the doorframe asking with a slight smirk to his tone, “Are you going to come in?”

Draco strolled in, actually to him it looked more like he was stalking up to the doorframe that he was leaning against. Draco put his hands up against the doorframe, trembling from the effort of holding himself back; leaning into him still not touching, his eyes ran over his body, when the blond whispered, “Are you trying to drive me insane?”

Harry straightened his body standing barely a hairs breath from where Draco was holding himself back; looking into the steel eyes answering with one word, “Yes.”

He watched as his answer set off a chain of events; Draco’s eyes seemed to start glowing, jaw clenching, the muscles in his arms tightened making Draco’s nails dig into the doorframe where the cracking of wood could be heard. The blond leaned in closer brushing against Harry, running his nose behind Harry’s ear inhaling deeply. Draco said, softly sounding more like an exhalation of breath, “You are succeeding.”

Draco pushed himself back, turning sharply walking quickly towards the door and shutting it; leaving Harry looking up at the crushed areas of the doorframe with Draco’s bloody fingerprints. It wasn’t the reaction that he wanted, but it was better than the tame responses he had been receiving before. The problem was he still had more questions than answers; and he doubted that he would be getting any answers from Draco. He couldn’t go to his grandmother or Hermione, both being the first he would turn too; neither would have the answers. Tom and Lucius were out, what with him being too embarrassed to ask them, and Sirius and Remus were still away; but maybe Narcissa could help. He quickly got dressed for the day; needing to find the Elf who could give some solutions to his problems.

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Sirius was waiting with Remus while Fenir grabbed Alberforth Dumbledore; it was safer this way, considering both he and Remus were too well known in Hogsmeade. So far they had been able to keep their connection with the Dark Lord a secret, but to be associated with this abduction might clue Dumbledore in on that fact. After this last mission both he and Remus would go into hiding; so far no one knew of the news they had. They decided after Christmas they would tell everyone; and he couldn’t wait to be the first one to tell Harry.

A rustle in the leaves signaled that someone was approaching; Remus grabbed the portkey and pulled Sirius closer. Fenir came through with a floating, bound, and unconscious wizard behind him. It was too easy; Fenir grabbed the wizard placing his hand on the portkey. Remus said the trigger word, and Sirius felt the hook and pull in his naval as they were all whisked away to Malfoy Manor.

The three Elves and the one forced guest landed in the dungeons of Malfoy Manor, Sirius immediately doubled over, nausea making him breakout in a cold sweat. That wasn’t the worst of it though, when the sound finally reached his ears, it was of a woman shrieking and boy groaning that sent him to clenching his teeth, nausea coming back in renewed force.

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Severus was in the state beyond exhaustion, now being close to 48 hours since the last time he slept; instead of being tired his body cycled around to being wide awake again. He already sent Ms. Granger to bed after her finding the amount of days that was safe to accelerate someone’s age. It looked like Bellatrix was right in her conclusion, two weeks was the limit. After the witch left he ran the test on 100 different rats which none of them died. He would know if it worked by waiting a week and giving them all another two week dose.

To know if it was completely possible he one final test; a test on a human, and thanks to the Lestrange’s and Lucius, he had two perfect candidates waiting for him in the dungeons. If the muggles didn’t die after he gave them the second dose then it would be safe for Harry to take. The other added benefit to testing it on the human subjects was he would be able to see any side effects that were not present with testing on the rats.

Walking down the dungeons, he began the process of clearing his mind for the spells that needed to be casted. He needed a spell that would record the changes in test subject’s bodies, another to write down what is recorded, as well as one that would allow him to make observations on what was seen and heard. He walked into the cell that housed Harry’s Aunt and Cousin and casted his spells. Each new spell had the muggles cringing further into the corner.

Pulling out one vial of the potion, walking over to Petunia; forcing her jaw open, he poured the potion down her throat. Nothing could be physically seen, granted it was only going to age the muggle by two weeks. Severus casted a spell to see if she aged, needing to know if the potion even worked on humans. The results that came back said it did every organ in her body displayed an effect of rabid aging; but nothing could be seen outwards.

The muggle boy though could tell him more; he was closer to Harry’s age. Doing the same as he did with Petunia, forcing the potion down the muggle’s throat; the potion had an instantaneous effect. Sitting in a chair across from the withering, screaming boy and started writing down the results. The muggle boy screamed in pain for 15 minutes, finally tapering off to a groaning while Petunia shrieked nonsense at him. He ignored her shrieking and continued to write down the results that he was finding. The muggle’s limbs lengthened and he dropped a good ten pounds, his other organs were faltering; but he had an idea why that was. The Muggle was fat, and because of that it his internal organs where already strained, the added stress of aging could send them over the edge.

At least with Harry he was in great health, but his weight would pose a problem, the potion grabbed nutritional stores to accelerate the growth, Harry didn’t have any, so he would have to create some otherwise Harry could become so emaciated that he would not be able to handle the process. The other worrying factor was the pain, it had to be from the growing bones, normal growing pains were more of an ache; but accelerating the process could drastically increase that ache into real pain. Not wanting to cause Harry any physical pain, so he would have to find a compatible pain potion to give with each accelerated growth.

In his mind all of this was small, considering that it appeared the potion had worked, it meant more tests, also different kinds of tests on rats to find the right combination but what he thought was plausible was now turning into a reality. Having spent enough time in the dungeons he walked out, only half paying attention; coming up with plans of how to conduct the following tests.

Passing by another cell, Severus stopped to watch Fenir maneuver an unconscious wizard into the cell; which could only be the brother of Dumbledore. Looking down at his feet he smirked at Sirius kneeling there looking a tinge green, “What happened mutt? Did you screw up again?”

Sirius groaned and held his hand over his mouth, and Remus turned around facing him. The look on Remus’s face had him stepping back a couple of steps. Something had to happen for Remus; one of the calmest Elves that he had known, to glare at him like that. Usually Remus would ignore any insults that Severus and Sirius threw at each other. Now his eyes glowed in an unnatural amber light and the Elf bared his teeth speaking through them. “This is not the time…”

Remus turned back around following Sirius to wherever he ran off too, and he decided it would be better to take the opposite way. A shiver running through his body; messing with an enraged Lythari Elf was something that he had no intention of ever doing again.

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It took most the day for Harry to track down Narcissa; when he finally found her she was sitting close to his grandmother both talking too low for him to hear. More than likely they both were scheming for the upcoming Christmas party they were planning. Walking into room he almost did not want to interrupt their fun, both bent over looking at a sheet of parchment then whispering back and forth before one of them wrote something else down.

Making up his mind that whatever those two were doing, they could go back to it after he asked his questions; speaking up, “Narcissa can I ask you something?”

Both sets of eyes looked up at him with a concerning gleam reflected, Narcissa moved over creating a spot to sit between his grandmother and her. “Of course, come sit down.” Narcissa said not quite able to keep the worry out of her voice.

His grandmother grabbed his hand drawing his attention before asking, “Do you want me to leave dear?”

He shook his head no before answering, “Its fine…I mean I would have came to you… But I didn’t think you would know the answers…”

His grandmother laughed, “You never can tell, sometimes I have been known for my great wisdom…” He chuckled at his grandmothers attempt to lighten the mood and turned towards Narcissa.

He started blushing at the thought of what he was going to say, taking a deep breath he would have to make the best attempt though, “Why is Draco shying away from me…I thought I was his mate…Why would he be ignoring me now…Never…Never…” He stopped, not being able to find the words he needed to finish. He didn’t have the exact words, it was more like a feeling he had and it was hard to describe.

Narcissa looked over at his grandmother, before turning back to him, “I don’t understand what you’re asking…Maybe if you start at the beginning and leave nothing out I can find the question somewhere.”

Nodding his head, closing his eyes, he knew this was going to be embarrassing, but it was better to give these two the details, than say Sirius who had the possibility if teasing him or Lucius who would nod his head and give cryptic answers. So he told what happened at Halloween, how he felt; how after that brief taste of passion it declined from there. Now Draco would only give small kisses, he would still touch, hold hands, cuddle, but it was more like a friend would; than a lover. Finishing off what happened this morning, how Draco, nearly broke the doorframe, and ran from the room; had him reaching the limit of embarrassment he could handle. He ducked his face into his knees hiding how red his face was.

His grandmother put her arms around him, saying “I am sure there is a reason for all of this?”

Harry mumbled into his knees, “The only reason I can think of…Is I am not his mate…He is not mine…”

Narcissa clucked her tongue, and moving his head so she could look into his eyes. “Don’t say that…You are Draco’s mate…That test of your friends proves that…What is happening with Draco is not your fault…What is his fault is not explaining what is going on.” Narcissa smiled which made him smile back, “Sometimes my son can be an idiot.”

His grandmother laughed at that comment, before adding her own, “The dragon must get it from his father…”

He chuckled before asking Narcissa, “So what is going on?”

Narcissa smiled, “It seems some Elves that explained all of this too you left out some key details. A Dominant doesn’t know exactly who their mate is till after they come into their full power. All of that changes now with that test your friend found, but that still cannot not override a millennia of protocol and instinct that drives Dominant’s. Usually a Dominant will not initiate any kind of intimate acts till they know for certain. It could cause problems if a Submissive falls in love with a Dominant with a different mate.”

Harry’s eyes widened at the thought that he could be right, “so Draco doesn’t know if I am his mate or not?”

Narcissa tapped his head before answering, “You were not listening, that test of your friends confirms it…” Narcissa ruffled his hair, soothing the spot she tapped before continuing, “That’s not the exact problem of what is going on, but the part of the cause. It was improper for Draco to kiss you no matter how much he believed you were his mate. When he saw the test results it became a non-issue. The true problem is in some cases a Submissive is born after the Dominant creating a span of years. Aubrey and the Dark Lord are such a case, with her being twelve years younger. In those cases the Dominant will be a watcher, protector, friend till the Submissive comes into their own inheritance; then they can claim them as their mates.”

Thinking back to that Halloween night remembering what Draco said before he kissed him; “I would have waited till you were seventeen, I am older that’s what is proper.” It made sense now after what Narcissa said, why Draco said it, but his earlier actions today didn’t, “He already crossed that line…Why is it so hard now?”

Narcissa giggled before continuing, “Before he only was fighting protocol, but now Draco is actually aging quicker normal; so he has to fight instinct. His instinct is telling him to protect you even from himself. Think of it as his punishment for breaking protocol to begin with.”

Now worried about Draco and what he said this morning Harry asked, “Can Draco go insane from this? I mean he didn’t even know his fingers where bleeding after nearly crushing the doorframe…”

Narcissa smiled, “Any Dominant will say they are going to go insane, they can be so dramatic about it at time.” She said with a flip of her hand. “My son will have it worse than most considering he already tasted it; a constant war with his hormones and instinct…But he won’t actually go insane. I suggest you do what you want.”

His grandmother gave him a wicked smile, adding her own bit of wisdom, “I think this is a wonderful opportunity; wouldn’t you think so?”

Giving his grandmother the same smile back nodding his head in agreement, a glint coming to his eyes at all the ways he could play this new game.
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