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To Become Whole Again	By : TibbytheWitchy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 48104 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 20
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, J. K. Rowling does, and I am getting no profit from this writing.

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Chapter is dedicated to Tesgura for catching the whole 'Draco being Gryfinndor's heir' thing!

Ch. 6: All The Past and Present Is A Fairy Tale.

Harry was once again in the bath, but this time the water was cool and fell calmly as Harry washed his body of the sticky mess that had covered him from the night before. Blushing as he remembered coming undone in Draco’s arms. He whipped around when he heard a chuckle from the door, hastily covering his privates.

Draco burst out laughing, “Harry, don’t you think it’s a little late to hide that from me? I mean, I’ve already had it in my mouth,”

“What are you doing?!” Harry squeaked as Draco got undressed, earning him another chuckle as the blond slid in behind him, wrapping his arms around his smaller mate.

“Joining you,” He purred, mouth going to softly kiss the still vivid claiming mark over his Harry’s jugular.

“Oh,” Harry said, eyes widening and body flushing even more as Draco’s hands’ roamed his body, playing with the suds and teasing. He kept passing Harry’s cock though, just teasing around it as his other hand plucked at his nipples.

“You know, I’ve always wondered if you blushed all over, and now, I have my answer,” Draco said against his ear, the breath hot against it, “Used to drive me crazy, I’d be all snug in my bed, hand wrapped around my cock. Just imagining you spread out for me, that gorgeous blush on your face. But I never knew if it went all the way down, if it’d pinked the skin down your chest, past your navel, and then to right above your cock,”

Harry just moaned. Draco’s hand had wrapped around his cock and was pulling tightly, up and down, twisting his wrist on the down stroke. Draco’s gums itched, his mate had been bathing and his scent was nearly gone from him. He wanted everyone to know that Harry was his, a warning to anyone foolish enough to try and take him for their own.

Harry keened, begging, “Please… Draco,”

Draco bit down, stroking in time to his deep pulls of the sweet blood as Harry screamed his release, cumming into Draco’s hand. Draco sealed the wound, but not enough that it would truly heal, no he wanted his mark on Harry to be very visible, impossible to hide.

Harry panted as he came down; Draco’s strong arms the only thing keeping him up for a while until he found out how to use his legs again. He turned around, glancing down at the hard cock, head purpling with need, which was poking his hip. He almost seemed to study it, bringing his hand to it slowly and stroking the thinner, but longer than his length hesitantly. Draco groaned his encouragement, thrusting into the gentle hand.

“You can grasp it harder,” Draco said, “Like you do your own,”

The stroking stopped for a second before continuing, the grip tighter. Harry mumbled something against Draco’s shoulder, the words impossible to make out.

“What?” Draco lifted Harry’s face, looking into embarrassed multi-green eyes.

“I never…uhm,” Harry blushed more, ducking his head down. Draco stared at him with wide eyes, not believing what he heard.

“You’ve never masturbated before?”

“No?” Harry bit his lip and Draco gently pulled it from the teeth’s grasp kissing the abused flesh before slipping his tongue in to caress Harry’s. He really shouldn’t be as turned on by the thought of Harry being so innocent, not even having brought himself to climax let alone anyone else, as he was, but his blood seemed to pool in his cock, thick and heavy in Harry’s hand.

Harry marveled to himself at the feel, silk over steel, in his hand and wondered what it would feel like in his mouth. With a sudden bout of his usual bravado he sank to his knees, and cautiously licked at the weeping head, liking the bitter musk that burst against his taste buds. Draco’s hand came to his head, fingers wrapping gently in the black curls. They didn’t try and force his head down though, they were just there, encouraging him to go on but not forcing him to.

Draco’s knees nearly came out from under him from the tiny, almost kittenish licks that Harry was giving up and down his shaft. It was all he could do to keep from forcing his Harry’s mouth down so that he could bury himself in his throat. He nearly got his wish as Harry took the head into his mouth, sucking strongly and swirling his tongue around and playing with the tip to get more precum to spill into his eager mouth. Harry took as much of him in as he could, until the head hit the back of his throat and his gag reflex kicked in.

Settling for wrapping his hand around what he couldn’t fit in his mouth Harry stroked in time to his head bobbing. Trying to keep the suction tight and his teeth away as he tried desperately to make Draco feel as good as he had last night, when it was his cock down Draco’s mouth.

“Fuck…Harry,” Draco gasped out between breaths as he finally came, spurting down Harry’s throat.

A few hours later found Harry staring, wide eyed at the cavernous room that the Malfoy’s called a library. It appeared to go on forever, with row after row of floor to ceiling bookcases filled impossibly full with both newly bound books with white clean pages and books so old that the leather binding them was cracked and torn around winkled and yellowed pages. Honestly, he didn’t know where to begin. Or even, how to begin.

Harry jumped when he heard a low hiss behind him, ‘Firsssst consssult Missstresss Webly’sss book, “Mosssst common creature inheritancessss,” most likely your ssssomething in there,’

Harry turned slowly and faced Nagini, apprehension filling him at the sight of the long and wicked snake. With a quick Acio he sat with the book, trying desperately to ignore the snake that slithered about the room, coming back with more book titles for him to look up. For one moment he could have sworn he’d seen a flash echo through the room, but it came and went so fast that he ignored the gut feeling that he was being watched. Nagini however knew better, and looked to the darkness between two bookshelves, meeting the gaze of the stranger that stood there, watching Harry as he read.

The morning passed much this way, Harry eventually loosening up around the snake when it became apparent that she meant him no harm. Every now and then though he could have sworn he’d heard a sigh, not his own, as he put down book after book after book, still not finding a creature that he resembled. Though he did find the sections on Veelas, and Vampires, and the Naga, and they were certainly interesting and important for him to know, it wasn’t helping him with his search. He didn’t know his frustrations were shared by the cloaked figure across from him, who was in its head cursing him and trying to figure out a way to slip to him the name of what he was so that he could find out for himself.

Again Harry swore he saw a flash, but in the perfect stillness that followed the only thing to be seen or heard was a book, somewhere far off in the library, as it fell to the ground with a light thud. Harry walked towards the sound until, among the oldest and most forgotten books, he found it. It was very thin, and was held together with leather straps through holes in the worn red leather covers and stiff yellow pages. As he picked it up a chill went through his body, that feeling of being watched even stronger than before, as though millions of eyes were set upon him and the book.

“Aos Sí?” Harry said, opening the hard, cracked leather as he sat and read the thin book. Or rather, letter, as he found.

These are the accounts of my research on the Aos Si, or Sidhe. Perhaps most commonly known as the Fae or Faery. Oddly I found that these creatures – for they are far from human: Muggle or Magickal – are the most hard to find, they hide amongst the hills of Ireland and are beyond wary of anyone unlike them. But I have come to find myself a mate of one, the queen in so much as fact, that I can give these accounts of what they are and how to tell if thee have the blood of them in your veins, in the hope that when centuries go by and I lay as mere dust, these accounts may help someone. Someone important.

            These creatures, magnificent as they are, are terribly fragile. For all their great abilities and affinities for the earth, and air, and water, and fire, and even spirit in all its forms, they are terribly terribly fragile. They are easy to hurt, with thin skin and delicate bones and blood that runs as fast as it is a crimson red. There is an odd balance in that: Great powers and magick, even exceedingly long life that some might call them immortal, but they are not immortal, for they can and have been, killed by the easiest swing of a sword or dash of poison. It is for this reason, as well the fact that people seek to use their powers for their own, that they hide and do not bother themselves with humans. They are far safer this way.

            If a man were to have control of an Aos Si, and he kept him or her alive, he could very much do whatever it was that pleased him.

            But away with such dreary matters! There is a beauty here, in their underground catacombs and hectic life. Such beauty. Such life! Such as the life that grows now, even in my own female body. Because of their powers, the Aos Si know no boundaries such as gender when it comes to the creation of life, be it in a male or a females body, regardless of their partners gender – though I do note that very few men who have partnered themselves with female mates have become pregnant, but some do choose to. If there is a way to make this happen or not at will, I do not know, as the fact that I someone who isn’t Aos Si, have become pregnant by my mate is the cause of much upheaval in our little dwelling.

I write now in much hurry, others – whether they are muggle or witches I know not, but I have the feeling they are neither, for cursed as I am with Divination I have foreseen this coming of enemies who shall rule over us – have found us and my mate is sending me away with the other pregnant mates. While there is Irony in that, for she is much more fragile than me, I understand. I have created a potion which I shall list below, for future generations, so they may tell upon the coming of their inheritance – should they be unable to find what they are in other books – if they are Aos Si.

            Take care, ye who finds this, that it is well preserved. Someone of my bloodline, someday far from now, will need it desperately, should he or her come to take back what is rightfully theirs.

With all due regard,

Dravendra, consort and mate of her Highness Selee Cauerelour Queen of the Aos Si.

Harry sat there for a while, just absorbing what he had read, before he got up and ran out of the library. He called a house elf to show him where Snape’s lab was. Standing before the door he gathered his strength around him, he knew, he just knew, that this was it. He’d already looked through countless books, and while the letter had had no description of what exactly an Aos Si looked like, it couldn’t be anything else.

The door opened as he raised a hand to knock and he stepped back, unused to seeing the potions master happy, much less with the smile that now graced his lips. It was gone quickly though as he studied Harry’s flushed with excursion face.

“Yes, Harry?” He asked.

“Right, uhm, can you..?” He trailed off, handing the tiny book over and pointing to the last page.

Severus’s eyes widened but he said nothing, gesturing for Harry to follow him inside the small room. The dark stone walls and floor were covered in cabinets containing hundreds of ingredients, a cauldron sat on a worn wooden table in the middle. As Severus readied the potion the room filled with a tense silence.

“So, in my readings, I read something about how Vampires are impervious to Veritaserum and Legilimens, is that true?” Harry finally asked, trying to break the ice.

“Yes,”

“So that’s how you manage to keep Dumbledore believing that you’re on their side…” Harry trailed off, it had been obvious from the memories that whatever had happened to give Snape the ability to gain Dumbledore’s trust had to have been horrible. But Gryfinndors weren’t known for their sensibility so he plunged on, “But what happened… that he would even begin to trust you?”

For a while Severus didn’t answer, he simple chopped and minced and smashed ingredients, adding them to the simmering potion and stirring. Harry was beginning to really think he’d gone too far when Snape put the top on the cauldron and sat next to him with a sigh.

“Lucius and I… we made a mistake about half way through our last year… We’d just come into our inheritances and neither of us thought that Vampires were… well… fertile,” He smirked, “So we made like minks, like always, and then we found out that Draco had been conceived. We managed to keep it a secret from Dumbledore, but also from his father and therefore the dark. After your parents were kidnapped we were put into hiding where Draco was born… It was shortly after that Tom called on us, but I had to finish a potion so Lucius went alone… with Draco…” A lone tear slipped down his cheek and Harry had the urge to tell him to stop, that it didn’t matter, but for some reason it did.

“Did you come across the Naga in your research today? Nevermind, of course you did… Well what they probably forgot to meantion is that the Naga are the only kind of creature that has a real capacity to harm their mate – but only if that mate had been unfaithful… So there is Lucius with Draco who still very much looked like his clone even when he was so tiny, and Tom… He lost it, thankfully Lucius managed to get Draco handed off to his father before…” The door opened, interrupting the story as Tom walked in and straight to his mate, pulling Severus into his lap and wrapping him in his embrace. No doubt having heard from the door what was being said he continued for Severus.

“I hadn’t heard, no one had, of Severus and Lucius’s mating… its normal for a Naga to have two mates but at the time it didn’t cross my mind that my two had already met… In revenge I tore at Lucius and I wasn’t… careful. Not at all. I nearly killed him and then Severus walked in and… well, I’m sure you can see where this is going?”

Harry just nodded.

“That’s what Severus said to Dumbledore… how that made him turn from the dark and all that good shit,” Lucius spit from the door way, a fury in his eyes but Harry understood that it wasn’t at Tom or Severus. Just the situation, “That’s why Draco doesn’t have any siblings… I was never able to conceive again, and if it weren’t for the steady diet of Veritaserum Dumbledore has taken to feeding Severus, he could have carried but unfortunately up till now… well that’s been impossible,”

Harry left as Lucius walked to his mates, the atmosphere in the room too much for him to take so he sought out Draco to tell him what he suspected about his inheritance. Behind him he heard the cooing of Lucius to both Draco and Tom and a hiss that followed him out to the hallway.

‘There will never be anything that I regret more,’

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Sorry this one took so long! I ended up deleting the first version of this because i didn't like how it turned out :/

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