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Warding Bonds	By : TalisRuadair Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 14411 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter Series (1997-2007) and any characters and original locations within the books belong to JK Rowling. I am not making any money from this fiction.

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Chapter Five – Never Trust Valentine’s Chocolate

It was the morning of Valentine’s Day and Harry decided it would be best to attempt to speak with Slughorn regarding the memory right after class. Of course, that plan went horribly wrong and ended with the professor completely avoiding him. He was sat down in the Gryffindor common room while Hermione and Draco were in Arithmancy. He was antsy as Draco was attacked a couple more times since the Crabbe and Goyle incident. He ran up the stairs to his trunk to pull out the Maurder’s Map. He grabbed it quickly, but didn’t notice the box of chocolate cauldrons that slid across the floor and ended up right against Ron’s trunk. He sat down on his bed and searched for Draco’s footprints. He sighed as he noticed they were heading to the common room with Hermione. He folded up the map and put it back in his trunk before heading back down the stairs.

Upon seeing Hermione and Draco walk into the common room, he pulled Draco against him and proceeded to snog him. He really didn’t want to be away from his boyfriend on Valentine’s Day. Draco’s eyes widened, “What was that for?”

Harry pulled him toward the couch and soon he was sitting in his lap and pulled tight against Harry’s chest, “I’m allowed to miss you, aren’t I? Ever since that group of students jumped you last week, I’ve been nervous whenever you’re out of my sight. I hate the fact that I wasn’t able to get to you until after you were in need of medical treatment. I don’t think that Madam Pomfrey wants to see you again anytime soon. I was such a git and I refused to leave your side.”

Hermione chuckled from behind him, “You’d think that you were a Veela from the romance stories and Draco was your mate. It’s quite romantic in a borderline obsessive way. Though I guess it’s a good thing that the snake is out of the bag. I still can’t believe that you announced Draco’s living arrangements in the common room as soon as Draco was released from the hospital wing. Romilda Vane was downright pouty that you’d chosen a boy over her.”

Harry kissed Draco’s head, “What do you expect, his beauty is great enough to turn any straight man gay. Though I’ve never really been interested in women, so I guess it doesn’t apply for me, and I’ve kind of been obsessed with him for a few years now anyway.”

Ron entered the common room, saw Draco on Harry’s lap and stalked up the stairs to their dorm room. Hermione sighed, “I thought he would’ve gotten over it by now. I mean you always ward your bed at night, it’s not like he’s awoken to your love making or anything. It’s not like he has much room to talk because he’s so busy snogging Lavender Brown.”

Harry sighed, “Come on Draco perhaps we should go check on him.” Draco just simply nodded and followed him up the stairs to their dorm room. Ronald was sitting on his bed eating some chocolate. “Ron, I hope you understand that the bond between Draco and me is permanent and he’s not going anywhere. I really hope that you’d be civil with him. He hasn’t even said anything to you.”

Draco stood behind Harry remaining silent. Ron looked up, “I know Harry. I’m sorry it’s just a bit of a shock you know.” He picked up one of the chocolates and handed it to Draco, “Here, have one of the chocolates that Lavender left me as a peace offering.”

Draco nodded and took the chocolate and popped it in his mouth. He continued to stare at Ronald who was busy looking at some picture as he popped a couple in his mouth. Draco stood there staring at Ron with a dreamy expression, which soon also filled Ron’s face. Harry’s stomach dropped, “Ron where did you find those chocolates?”

“What chocolates? I think I’m in love Harry. Do you think she knows who I am?”

“I thought you were getting sick of Lavender,” he spoke slowly as he approached the bed.

“Not her. Romilda Vane,” Ron smiled.

Harry’s mind began to race and he quickly pulled Draco to him, “I command you to feel everything you’re feeling right now toward me.”

Draco simply nodded before looking back over at Ron, which caused Harry to growl. This wasn’t good. His boyfriend and best friend had both been dosed with love potion laced caldrons and he was completely at fault. Why did he have to get that map out? He pulled Draco toward him again and started snogging him. He had to have his boyfriend know that he wasn’t in love with Ron. He pulled away and groaned, “Our bond is stronger than a damn love potion, Draco.” Harry looked over at Ron, “Wait there a moment buddy. I promise to take you to meet her if you just wait a moment.” He pulled Draco to their bed before throwing up wards and closing the drapes.

He pushed the unresponsive Draco onto the bed, straddled him, and attacked his mouth for a second time. “Damn it Draco, I order you to respond to me.”

With that direct order, the blond wrapped his arms around Harry’s neck and pulled him toward him. He started kissing Harry back with a hunger that seemed more associated with a lust potion. Harry shuddered and leaned over him beginning to rock their clothed members against one another until they both came. Harry quickly casted cleaning charms and then looked into Draco’s eyes. He growled more when he saw the same glazed over eyes. “You will see me as Ron Weasley. When you look at Ron, you will see Pansy for as long as you’re under the influence of the love potion.”

Draco’s eyes widened, “I love you so much. I want you in me now.”

Harry slapped his cheek causing Draco to gasp, “No, you will follow me and we will get you situated.”

He opened the curtains and pulled Draco out of the bed. He understood that Draco was under the effects of a potion, but he couldn’t stand the idea of him lusting after anyone else. He led Draco by the arm before smiling at Ron, “Come on Ron, we’re going to introduce you to Romilda.” He took one of Ron’s arms and pulled them both behind him out of the dorm room.

Upon seeing him dragging the two behind him, Hermione jumped up, “What’s happened?”

Harry groaned, “Love potion laced chocolate on Ron’s bed. I’m taking them to Slughorn for a cure. I ask that you please go destroy the rest of those. We can have any more people fall under their influence. I have to go now before I kill the both of them.”

Draco remained quiet as they made their way to Slughorn’s private rooms, whereas Ron continued to sputter horribly romantic drivel with regards to the witch who gave Harry the chocolates in the first place. He sighed when they finally reached the door and let go of the two as he knocked on the door. Slughorn opened the peep hole, “What do you want Potter? I thought we were done speaking earlier.”

“I need your help with Ron and Draco. They’ve been dosed with love potion and really need an antidote,” Harry quickly explained.

At this point Ron charged toward the door, “Is she in there? I really want to meet her.”

Slughorn quickly opened the door and ushered them in. Ron managed to fall off the couch busy staring at the moon while Draco continued to stand silently next to Harry as Slughorn started mixing, “Harry, my boy I thought you could’ve whipped up an antidote in no time.”

Harry hid his internal groan, “I felt that something like this needed more practiced hands. I fear that the love potion laced items were sitting for a couple of months now, and as you know their power strengthens with time.”

“Well, perhaps you’re right.” He finished mixing the antidote and poured it into two glasses. He handed one to Draco who looked at it for a moment and approached Ron.

Harry whispered to Draco, “Drink it.”

The blonde nodded and took a sip. The overly dreamy look was quickly replaced by an overly melancholy one. Harry decided to fix that by pulling him into a kiss while he overheard Ron ask what he was being handed to drink and Slughorn reply that it was a tonic for the nerves. Harry soon pulled away from Draco to see that he still seemed a bit down. He was shaking, “I snogged Ron.”

Harry chuckled, “I demand you remember what happened without my requests during that moment.”

Draco’s eyes widened and he slumped into Harry, “Oh thank Merlin. I remembered kissing a ginger.”

Harry looked back over to see the same sour and distressed face on Ron. Slughorn was busy muttering about needing a pick me up and was busy pouring mead into glasses. Harry felt Draco stiffen beside him as Slughorn handed a glass to Ron who took a premature drink as Slughorn walked toward them. He heard Draco yell beside him, “Ron, don’t drink that!” But it was too late as Ron was soon foaming at the mouth and convulsing on the floor. “Damn, that was the bottle of poisoned mead. Quick we need to get a bezoar down his throat.”

Harry ran toward Slughorn’s potions supplies and looked for one. He needed to act quickly or he’d surly lose one of his best friends. Draco was right at his side and quickly grabbed something handing it to Harry, “Here, please just let him live. It’s Katy Bell all over again.” Harry could feel Draco crumble behind him, but he couldn’t console his lover at that time. He had to save Ron. He quickly shoved the brown shriveled thing in Ron’s mouth and forced him to swallow.

Ron coughed for a moment sitting up, “These girls are going to kill me!” He collapsed back onto the floor and was unconscious a second time.

Harry turned toward Slughorn who was still just staring, “We need to get him to the hospital wing.” Since the professor was still standing in shock, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair, “Dobby.”

The elf popped into the room before him with his eyes in awe that he was once again called, “Dobby please take Ron to the hospital wing. He’s in need of medical treatment. Please tell Madam Pomfrey that we’ll explain as soon as we get there.”

“Dobby is honored to serve Harry Potter sir.” Dobby grabbed Ron’s hand and the two disappeared with a crack.

Harry sighed and picked up the still sobbing Draco and pressed him against his chest bridal style. He turned back to Slughorn, “You should probably follow us with that bottle of mead. We’ll probably want to notify both Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore.”

It had been a long interrogation followed by a fight between Lavender and Hermione regarding Hermione’s presence in the hospital wing. Since he was all interesting now and everything, and Harry still chuckled at Hermione’s response, “He was poisoned you daft dimbo.” Except for the fact that Hermione’s announcement caused Draco to tense, and his reaction was what forced Harry to leave sooner than he would’ve liked.

He snuggled in bed with his lover. He was still wide awake but since he made Draco do all the work, the blonde was utterly knackered. Harry ran his fingers through the blonde’s hair, which he’d requested Draco grow out to a length similar to his father’s. He loved Draco’s hair and somehow playing with it relaxed him and helped him think. He still had yet to find out any useful information regarding Rose’s disappearance. Since he was busy focusing on that, he still hadn’t found a suitable place to move Lucius and Narcissa to before Dumbledore died and compromised number 12.

He climbed out of the warm blankets and set Draco’s tattoo to alert him when his blonde awoke. He quickly dressed and called Dobby and asked him to apparate him to his home. He was soon standing in the kitchen and hoped that it wasn’t too late. He and Draco had retired quite early. He cast a quick tempus and discovered it was only 8pm. He sighed and sent a quick Patronus to Narcissa and he didn’t have to wait long before his in laws joined him in the kitchen. He busied himself by making tea.

Lucius managed to look a bit better since he first sent him to his wife. He still was far too thin but the dark circles under his eyes were beginning to fade. He also seemed to have regained some of the fire in his familiar gray eyes. “What brings you here, Potter?

“I am not sure if you’re aware that Albus Dumbledore is the secret keeper for the Fidelius Charm on this home, and since he’s likely to be killed by the end of the year. I thought it best to find a more concrete place to hide the two of you. Narcissa, I was hoping you’d have a preference to which unplottable Black property you’d prefer to stay.” He pulled out a list of properties that he had inherited along with Grimmauld place, but had yet to visit.

Narcissa looked over the list, “I’ve always been partial toward the costal cottage in Ireland.”

Harry nodded, “Okay, do you have any house elves that are bonded to you personally rather than the Manor?”

Narcissa nodded, “I do.”

“Good, I want you to call that elf here. I will expect to send that elf to prepare that location. I don’t know what state it’s in but one good elf should get it ship shape soon. I understand it’s one of the smallest properties and the only one without stairs.” He turned to Lucius, “How are you doing? Are you finding it difficult to climb the stairs?”

“Potter, I’m grateful for your assistance in my escape, however I will not entertain your insolence.”

“Ah ha, Lucius I would like you to get me a cup of tea with some cream and sugar please.” Harry spoke sickly sweat and smirked as Lucius got up from the table and proceeded to prepare the tea. Harry held it in his hands and took in the vapors, “I must remind you that you are mine, Lucius. I am your master much like that of your son. That bonding was performed the night that I helped you escape. Now I ask that you answer my question regarding your health seriously. How is your recovery coming?”

Lucius paled, “I fear that the dementor exposure takes a bit of time to recover. Why if I may ask are you here alone? Where is Draco?”

“Well, you see a few interesting events occurred. It seems that the poisoned mead Draco had commissioned before the winter holiday had never made it to Dumbledore. A mix up occurred and both Ron and Draco consumed love potion laced chocolates. I brought them to Slughorn in order to obtain an antidote, which really does bring a person down. He suggested a pick me up and proceeded to serve the poisoned mead. Draco recognized the bottle a moment too late, as Ron had already taken a drink. I’d managed to shove a bezoar down his throat with Draco’s help. Ron’s now currently in the hospital wing and Draco was quite upset. You see, your son is not a murderer and he felt regret that Ron got hurt because of something he’d done under duress. I managed to calm him and he’s currently sleeping in my bed since exhaustion had set in and I was fully energized, so I decided to get some things done while he slept.” He looked between Narcissa and Lucius enough, “So, tell me Lucius have you been well enough for intimate relations with your wife?”

Lucius looked down at his hands, “How could she desire me after all of my affairs?”

“Narcissa, do you feel that Lucius being forced to bottom for demanding Death Eaters constitutes extramarital affairs? I don’t know about you, but I’d see that as something similar to rape.” Harry took a sip of his tea and discovered it was perfect.

Narcissa’s blue eyes locked with his green, “I’ve been trying to explain that to him since before his Ministry mission, but he’s gone as far as sleeping in a different bed afraid he’d taint me.”

“Lucius, I’m only doing this for your own good. I know the two of you love each other and you love your son just as much. I could understand Narcissa growing angry with you when Draco was in danger, but since he’s no longer in danger, I’m sure that’s no longer the case. After Narcissa has taken care of the house elf at the Ireland property, I order you to fulfill her needs several times before you allow yourself pleasure. In fact, I order you to sleep in the same bed as her and please her whenever she desires. Also, you will continue to please her until she tells you, you can orgasm. I’m making this order for your relationship and happiness while in hiding. I want my future children to have happy grandparents, since you’re the only grandparents they will have.”

Lucius growled, “Yes, master.”

He turned away from the brooding wizard, “Narcissa, I’ve noticed that his hair just doesn’t look right. Is there anything you need to hopefully return it to its former glory? He’s always been an intimidating person; however he just seems like a shadow of himself with such unkempt hair. It looks dirty, but I’m sure you’ve washed it a few times over the past month.”

“No I have everything he needs. He’s just been refusing to use it,” She smiled at him.

The younger wizard nodded, “I understand. Well, since you seem to be the more levelheaded of you two, I think that you should be the one in charge. Lucius, I understand that you’re used to being in charge, however you so willingly bowed down to a Half-blood megalomaniac preaching blood supremacy but only desiring his own immortality and power. Part of me thinks that you’d feel much better in a submissive position, thus I order you to recognize your wife Narcissa as your dominate. You will do whatever she asks of you and quickly respond to an order.”

The wizard glowered even more as Narcissa smiled, “Thank you for that Harry. I would have to say this makes up for your rather rude behavior on the night you first brought me here. “

Harry bowed his head slightly ashamed and rubbed the back of his neck, “You know I really am sorry for up speaking so frankly with you that day. I um, was a bit distracted, and I guess I just forgot with whom I was speaking. I fear that I may have done it again a few moments ago when I brought up your intimate relationship with your husband. I guess I just need to learn how to think before I speak.”

“Well, you’ll just need to learn a bit of decorum. I guess it wasn’t something that came up while you were growing up. Is there anything you ask of me before you return to my son?”

“Yes, I would like to mark you with a faint outline of a tattoo that shows your allegiance to the side of the light. Well, at least that you side with me and that you will not do anything that will assist anyone aligned with the dark lord. Your husband doesn’t count because he’s not allowed to serve his former master. He must now serve his three new ones: me, your son, and you.” She raised her wand and swore. The white outline of a phoenix appeared on her right forearm. “If you think of a message you’d like to send to your son, it will appear on his tattoo after a slight tingling. When he responds back to you, you’ll feel the same thing.”

The boy who lived stood and grabbed Lucius’s left forearm covering the dark mark, “I forgot that you still bore his mark. I’ve already told you that you’re mine, Lucius. I can’t believe I forgot to remove his claim to you. Harry felt his protective magic flair and an intense heat before it faded. He looked down and smiled as the black tattoo had disappeared and was replaced with a full white peacock, “I really do think you used to preen yourself like the albino peacocks that run around on your Manor’s grounds. Well, if there are any left after the Death Eaters are done with your home.”

His arm started to heat up in the exact same location to Draco’s tattoo. He turned to Narcissa, “I must go, please feel free to send me messages through your tattoo and anything you wish to send Draco. He’s awoken and I don’t want him alone. I don’t know what he might do in his current state.” He turned around, “Dobby.”

The elf appeared before him, “Please take me back to Draco.” The elf took his hand and he was soon in his king sized bed with a wide eyed Draco. He thanked Dobby before the elf left them alone and he quickly stripped and climbed back into bed.

A strangled noise was ripped from Draco’s throat, “Where were you?”

Harry leaned in and kissed his forehead, “I had to discuss where we will be moving your parents with them. You’re mother chose a property in Ireland. We’ll need to get together in a couple of weeks in order to cast the Fidelius Charm and make your mother the secret keeper.” He ran his hand down Draco’s chest toward his member as he half wondered if his dragon was up for some more play. He gripped the half erect staff, “How are you feeling, love?”

“I’m feeling a bit better.” Harry responded by moving his hand up and down.

“Roll over sweat heart. I’m going to use a muggle prophylactic and shag you until you can’t walk. Don’t worry; I’ll get out the cream tomorrow to insure that you won’t be walking funny before class.” He quickly reached down and prepped Draco. It had been a month since the last time he’d felt the tight heat and he was so happy that he picked up some condoms the weekend before. They were ribbed for her pleasure. He quickly put on the cock ring Hermione had given him for Christmas after she found out that he was gay. He was planning on sending Draco into another fit of exhaustion. He slipped on the condom and plunged into the awaiting male to the hilt.

After making the blonde orgasm five times without touching him, he finally reached down and removed the ring. He continued to move as he heard the whimpers from Draco, “Please, I don’t know if I can take another one. It’s just too much.”

Harry smiled to himself and reached down taking Draco into his hand at the same time. He was going to prove to the whimpering wizard that he could orgasm a sixth time. He went for a few more moments before he felt the pressure and knew that he wouldn’t last much longer. He nibbled on Draco’s earlobe and whispered, “Cum.” The other wizard groaned as he spurted and Harry let loose. He had to hold onto the condom to make sure it didn’t roll up or spill his seed. He wanted to wait until at least summer before a possible conception. He quickly vanished the barrier and any remaining mess before casting quite a few cleansing charms.

He moved to his back and pulled Draco, so he was lying on his chest. He ran his fingers through the addictive silky strands, “Why are you crying love?”

“It was just too much. A wizard’s body is not meant to orgasm that many times in a row. It was buildup after buildup and as soon as I was able to breath more pleasure was assaulting my body. As soon as the pleasure dissipated I was assaulted with images from earlier. He was mad at you when he found out that you were shagging me in his dorm room, think about how he’ll react when he discovers he’s in the hospital because of me. I’m the one that had Rosmerta send the poisoned bottle of mead to Slughorn. First I send Katie Bell to St. Mungo’s and now I nearly killed your best mate. I’m surprised you didn’t kick me out of your bed.” Harry could hear the shakiness in the blonde’s voice and feel the hot tears on his chest.

He pulled the Draco into a tighter hug and peppered the top of his head with kisses, “I love you Draco Malfoy. I will never kick you out of my bed. Now sleep love, we have class tomorrow and you’ll really need that healing and pain ointment tomorrow. I’m pretty sure you’re chapped down there.”

A/N: Yep I’m not really sure where this story is going other than having some nice smut. A submissive and almost broken Draco and a somewhat power hungry Harry. This is just a rollercoaster and I’m enjoying the ride. Okay I admit that I know more as to where this going now because I have a few more chapters already written. I added the apology or rather abashed Harry to this chapter because ChaosLady made an excellent point regarding Harry’s bluntness bordering on rudeness in the first chapter. I like to think that he simply wasn’t thinking other than the fact that he needed to get things quickly sorted so that he could get back to the wanton body waiting for him.
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