Black, Red, and Blue

Title: Black, Red, and Blue (formerly Changes of Life, a major rewrite)
Chapter: 6
Overall Rating: NC17
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Disclaimer: I don’t own them, and so forth, or things would have been different ^_^ erm, yeah. The plot is mine, though, along with Adrian. (Please note: original one time use characters will not be listed here) Oh yeah, and I make no money, I’m broke :- (

A/N: So alright guys, I know I’m having them together way sooner, but it seems to fit their situation, I think. Also, if I prolong it too much the story would take forever to finish. There’s still a story there and it’s already been long enough from the time I started with this idea.

If you read Changes of Life, then yes, some of the Nathaniel and Zachary stuff is the same. Because it’s just randomized flashes of their lives, it makes it possible for me to transfer some stuff from my old fanfic to this one. The section I put in here was actually from Harry’s POV from Changes of Life, so I edited it out to make it fit for this version since there’s no one certain POV when Draco has these visions. If there’s a slight mistake then you know why.

One last thing. Yes, ---------, Harry is still human now because of his grandfather (James’ dad) was just a regular wizard. Not only that but for this fanfic, demons can have human forms, also Lily was in her human form when he was conceived and when she gave birth to him.


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At 8:55 Harry opened the door, only mildly surprised to see Draco already there. He smiled at the blond and let him in, closing the door behind them.

Draco looked around the room, there was a couch and a fireplace on one side but it was clear that the room’s main focus was on the bed. It wasn’t too large, but it wasn’t small either. Draco also noticed a text book lying open on the coffee table in front of the couch but soon his attention was brought back to Harry.

Instantly the tension was back, pulling them towards each other, the need to bond calling out to them. Harry’s eyes seemed to swirl again as he looked at Draco with a hungry look. Draco shivered and took the necessary steps to be close to Harry. He discarded his robe to the floor, noticing that Harry had already taken off most of the unnecessary garments and accessories. He wore only his shirt, trousers, and socks. Draco wrapped an arm around the slightly taller teen and arched his neck to the side.

Harry instantly wrapped his arms around Draco, pulling him in a little closer and buried his head in the pale neck. He started kissing and licking before Draco even said “Let’s finish the bond.”

“Love to.” Harry growled out, letting his fangs out and bite Draco’s neck. Both boys moaned. Draco at how good it felt and Harry at how good it tasted. To Harry, it was like the finest silk chocolate; sweet, smooth and oh so arousing. It poured down his throat like hot cocoa and spread that heat all throughout his body.

After only a minute Harry stopped and licked the wound out of instinct, watching as it completely healed right before his eyes. He never felt so satiated on blood since he came into his inheritance but now there was another problem that needed to be attended to.

Harry kept his hands firmly on Draco’s back and pushed himself flush against Draco. “I want you so bad right now.” Harry let out, voice hoarse with lust. He dropped his hands to Draco’s ass, gripping the cheeks as he ground his erection into the matching one.

Draco let out a long moan, already panting. “Then take me, Harry. I’m yours, always was.” He lifted his legs, knowing Harry could keep him up and let his feet press against Harry’s ass to continuously grind their cocks together. He kissed Harry with all his desire and already it was like magical sparks were flying off them. He pulled Harry’s hair out of the ponytail then broke the kiss for air and to say “Bed. Now.”

Harry smiled at him. “Of course.” He walked to the bed and lay Draco on the edge of it. He reached around and grabbed one of Draco’s ankles, bringing it around to the front. He took off the shoe and sock then did the same for the other one.

He kissed Draco again fiercely, using his feet to take off his socks so he didn’t have to break his kiss with Draco. He pulled out Draco’s shirt and ran his hands against Draco’s flat stomach and bare chest, feeling the muscles twitch under his fingertips.

Suddenly, as if the touch broke their control like a rubber band snap, they shed their clothes at record pace, both their bodies begging not to wait a second longer than they had to. They were naked now but not even their desire to look over each other was strong enough to overpower the need to complete the bond. There would be time for exploration later.

Harry stuck his fingers in Draco’s mouth to get them wet and groaned at the feel of the hot wet tongue licking them. When both boys thought they were wet enough, Harry started stretching Draco. It didn’t take long. Maybe it was due to the veela, maybe it was due to the bond but either reason didn’t matter. They were both ready for it.

Harry placed the head of his cock against the stretched opening, lifting Draco legs to rest on his chest.

“Do it, Harry, I need you.” Draco groaned out.

That was all it took for Harry to shove all the way inside. Draco whimpered and bit his lip. He was sure something tore. He squeezed his eyes close at the pain but somehow knew this was how it had to be for the bond.

Harry groaned and kissed Draco’s lips before starting to thrust in and out of his mate’s ass. Even though he was stretched, he was still tight around Harry.

The burning pain Draco felt soon shifted to a tingling pain, to pleasure. Perhaps the rate of the pain dying out had something to do with the bonding too. Then Harry shifted his angle and thrust harder and suddenly Draco could see stars. “Fuck…” He let out in a moan.

Harry moaned his lover’s name at seeing Draco receive pleasure and sped up his rhythm. He kept one hand on Draco’s upper thigh while the other moved all over his chest. He had no control over either one at the moment, all he could think about was Draco and how good he felt.

“Harry, please.” Draco moaned out, shivering slightly at hearing Harry say his name for the first time outside the dreams.

Complying with Draco’s unspoken request, Harry used the hand that was toying with his nipples to his cock, stroking it firmly to the same pace he had set. “Yessss… come for me, baby.” Harry spoke unknowingly in demonic right before piercing the same place on Draco’s neck, drinking a bit more.

Draco came hard, shouting out at the feel of Harry inside him, wrapped around his cock and drinking from him. Add to that the foreign tongue which sounded so sexy coming from his Harry‘s lips… it was all too much. He saw nothing but white for at least a minute.

Harry had came only a second after at feeling Draco clench around him, the feel of his mate’s hot cum shooting against his stomach and that silky chocolate like blood trailing down his throat. He licked the wound to close it again before just lying on top of Draco, catching his breath and letting himself soften inside of Draco. Just to be connected.

When Draco could see again, he looked over Harry’s shoulders and saw his wings. Draco gasped. “Harry… they’re gorgeous.”

“Hm?” Harry asked, still slightly incoherent. He was satisfied and feeling better than he could ever remember being. He lay surrounded by warmth, the touch and smell of his mate, the full and satiated stomach only his mate could make happen. It was no wonder he was still half aware.

“Your wings, Harry.” Draco spoke softly. He wanted to see all of Harry, but he also didn’t want Harry to pull out yet. He wanted to stay connected like this forever but knew it was not only unlikely, it was unsanitary too. Besides, they had other things to do to… but a little bit more time wouldn’t hurt.

Draco just closed his eyes and relaxed for a few more minutes.

When Harry felt ready to move, he leaned up a bit and kissed Draco. “Let’s get cleaned up, hm?”

“Yeah.” Draco replied, opening his eyes, to look into Harry’s bright green.

Harry kissed him again before slowly pulling out then standing up to look around.

Draco sat up. Looking down, he was a little surprised. Didn’t something rip? As weird as it sounds, maybe due to the fact that they were bonding, Harry’s cum had healed it. He shook his head and decided to just ignore it. He looked back at Harry and saw his beauty at just standing there, naked with long hair, fangs and those wings. “You’re gorgeous,” he said again.

Harry looked back at him and smiled, remembering the dream where he was the one to say it. “So are you.” Then he felt it. He looked behind himself before talking again. “Oh, my wings. I didn‘t even notice they were out.” He retracted them then smiled at Draco again. “Getting up babe?”

“I’m not sure if I like that pet name too much.” Grumbled Draco but he got up anyway.

“Okay, Dray then.” Harry replied, winking at Draco’s sour look before taking him by the hand and leading him to what was apparently the bathroom.

They both got in the shower and used that time to explore each other’s body. Soap covered hands ran over toned muscles and sensitized flesh. Fingers ran through hair soft to the touch and gorgeous to look at. Kisses were shared but nothing more. Both felt no need to do anything more, as the bonding took most of that energy away.

Clean and dressed, Harry wrapped his arms around Draco’s waist from behind, nuzzling his neck. “Meet me here again?”

“Sure but you know the whole school will know this by supper tomorrow.” Draco replied. “So eat with me instead. By the lake.”

Harry gave Draco a curious look. “Well, that’s unexpected.”

Draco chuckled a little. “Well it’s more to get away from Pansy’s annoying voice. She’d be even more annoying tomorrow, I know it.”

“Oh yeah. She was all over you.” Harry growled out, holding Draco closer to him.

The veela in Draco seemed to purr at the possessiveness. “It’s okay, Harry. She’s hardly a threat.”

Harry paused for a moment, thinking. “You know, this mate thing is still kind of new to me.” Harry felt Draco tense in his arms before he continued. “Not that I’ll deny it… I’m just unsure how well it will work for us right now. We were enemies…”

“Sorry. I’ve known for years you were my mate. I won‘t hide from it anymore. Not now. I didn’t want to ruin your life, your choice. But now of what you are… now that we’re here, just give me some time to show you who I truly am.” Draco turned around in Harry’s arms. “We can get over the enemies thing.” He finished, searching Harry’s eyes for a response.

“Okay.” Harry replied, looking over his veela’s face. He saw a vulnerability that he never noticed before. There was strength but that was left for everyone else. Harry saw that now. With the way everyone treated him lately, only using him when they saw fit, if Draco were only this way around him, he’d be okay with that.

It was late when they left but Harry had his invisibility cloak and Draco was a prefect. That didn’t necessarily mean he was allowed out but he could make up an excuse. A student got lost or something.

Harry entered his dorm, changed into his pajamas and lay in his bed. Before he could go to sleep, Seamus whispered from outside his hangings. “Enjoy your time with Draco?”

“Enjoy yours with Zabini?” Harry replied back with a small smirk.

“Good point,” Seamus answered before he paused. “I’m sorry about how I’ve acted before. Draco’s like a brother to me. I was angry that he was hurt because of you, even though it was his own doing. He was just convinced you wouldn’t accept him, that it was too late.” He paused again. “Have you forgiven him?”

Harry knew what he meant. He wanted to know if Harry really could start a friendship with the group. He was asking for himself and Blaise as well. Harry thought about it. Blaise never really did anything. Draco did all he did because he didn’t want to take his choice away. Seamus was acting out of protectiveness for his friend. Compared to the other people around him, the fact they apologized instead of sticking to only excuses and nothing else… he could forgive them. “Yes.”

Harry could practically hear the smile in Seamus’ voice. “Great! That means you’ve made him happy. I overheard the interaction you had with Ron and Hermione on the train. You can eat with me for meals if you want.”

“Sure, but not supper tomorrow. Have a date with Dray.”

Seamus snickered. “Oh, he‘s gonna hate that name.”

Harry smiled before he thought of something else. “Are you sure you’re not bothered by what I am?”

“Are you kidding? I think it’s fantastic. Just from finding out what Draco was made me jealous. I’m just a lowly wizard.” He chuckled a bit to let Harry know he wasn’t angry at them, or jealous in a bad way.

“You’re an odd one.” Harry said with a smile.

“You have no idea. Night Harry.”

“Night.”

***

Draco made it to the first floor before he passed out. He was having another vision about Nathaniel and Zachary.

Zachary walked down the streets of a neighborhood. Not a sound could be heard except for his boots against the cobblestone street. Everything was dusted lightly with snow, and his breath could be seen. He wore a black turtle neck sweater, black jeans, black boots, black scarf and long black jacket which reached down to his knees. The jacket stayed unbuttoned, so his other clothes could be seen underneath. A dagger was in its sheath, tied to his right thigh.

The neighborhood was deserted. Each house had only one car parked in the driveway, looked familiar to the other houses and was light beige. Neatly trimmed bushes grew in a row on either side of the road, all the way down. Each mailbox was the same black painted metal, with red flag, and wooden post.

Zachary stopped and looked to his right. It was here. This house would have been the same as all the others, if not for the door. Whereas all the other doors were a plain, solid wood, this door had a design on it. A vine made its way around the edges of the door and on the lower right hand corner there was an intricately carved dragon with a sapphire for its eye.

He walked up the pathway to the door and bent down to take a closer look at the dragon, running a finger lightly over the sapphire. He stood back up, grabbed his dagger and opened the door. Slowly walking in, he closed and locked the door behind him, making no sound as he passed the kitchen, living room and a bathroom to arrive at the bedroom.

Looking in, Zachary breathed a sigh of relief at only seeing Nathaniel. “Nathan.” He whispered.

“Zack! I was waiting for you.” Nathaniel whispered and stood up from the bed immediately. “You came just in time. We have to go now. They’re not here yet.”

“Good, let’s go. You got everything?” Zachary asked in return.

“Yeah, it’s already out.” Nathaniel took Zachary’s free hand and pulled him along the hallway. When they got to the very end of the hallway, Nathaniel pushed Zachary against the wall and pressed their lips together. Zachary instantly parted his lips slightly and Nathaniel passed him a half dissolved hard candy. As soon as the candy touched both tongues, the atmosphere changed.

They were now in a very dirty and messy alleyway. Nathaniel broke off the kiss and spoke. “Let’s go.”

Zachary put his dagger back in his sheath, once again wrapping his arms around Nathaniel’s neck and kissing him. He licked the other man’s lips a bit, to which Nathaniel parted his lips slightly and Zachary deepened the kiss. They parted after about a minute and Zachary brought his lips close to Nathaniel’s ear to whisper. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Zack.” Nathaniel whispered back.

Zachary reluctantly let go of Nathaniel and took a step back to look into his eyes. They shared a look that said the same thing: they hoped they could make it through this and it was time to go.

Turning towards the entrance to the alleyway, they both took off at a fast run, jumping over or avoiding any object that got in their way. When they made it out of the alleyway, it was only just to cross the street before darting into another dark, messy alleyway.

After entering their 6th alleyway, someone opened a back door and pulled both Zachary and Nathaniel inside the room, one manicured hand with long red nails on one arm from each man. The woman wasn’t ready for the force of which she grabbed them at and fell over, having both men topple on top of her. Regaining her bearings quickly, she sat up and immediately shut and locked the door with a wave of her hand.

Zachary was the first to stand to his feet which wasn’t really a good idea since he suddenly felt dizzy. He fell back to the floor and just sat there.

“Damn, Emily, you could have warned us first.” Nathaniel said, rubbing his head lightly where he must have bumped it but smiling none the less.

At hearing Nathaniel’s words, something must have click in Zachary’s head and he smiled brightly. “Emily!” He launched himself at the pale girl and hugged her tightly.

Nathaniel pushed some of her long, straight black hair out of the way before hugging her from behind. “Are we glad to see you.”

Emily smiled. “Well, after telling me your suspicions I couldn’t just go and let you get caught.”

At hearing what Emily just said, the three of them were brought back to the reality. They were right. Their suspicions were correct. Zachary and Nathaniel seemed to sigh at the same time and let go of the girl. Emily just stared down at her hands for a while.

After a minute of Emily staring at her hands and Zachary and Nathaniel looking at each other, each lost in their own thoughts, Emily seemed to straighten up. Pulling her waist long hair into a pony tail, she stood up. “Well, can’t be sitting here forever. They’re certain to find us then.”

Nathaniel was the first to look at her. “Yeah. You’re right…” He said before standing and helping Zachary up too. Not like he really needed it, but it was comforting all the same. That they were in this together even though he’d wanted Nathaniel to be safe. Even to have Emily safe, but… well, she was different. Said so herself.

“We have to find it. Can’t stay here forever…” Zachary said, hand still entwined with Nathaniel’s.

“Yeah…” Emily said, turning her piercing gold eyes to Zachary then to Nathaniel. “But I’m coming with.”

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When Draco came to, all he saw was white. He groaned, instantly know where he was. Someone must have found him and thought he was injured or sick and brought him to the infirmary. He sat up and left the room.

As soon as he was out the door, Madame Pomfrey spoke. “So you’re awake. I did some tests and you seemed fine.”

“I am. I was just really tired. I’m going.” Draco said and before she had time to say anything else, he was gone.

He quickly went down to the common room, changed and made it just in time for the first lesson.