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Beauty in Perfection; Stand by Me

by imlittlelily

Chapter Six

A New Beginning; Unity . . .

Refreshed after their cat nap Draco and
Harry were sitting in the common room of the Lion's Den talking with the
founders and trying to figure out how they were going to handle the meeting.
This would be the first time that the two factions would be together. Harry was
more than a little nervous. Draco had convinced Harry to demonstrate to Griff
and Salz how his fire dart worked. Both were impressed. They had also discussed
the legal ramifications and decided that more research was needed. Now it was
time to let everyone know about the meeting.

"Dobby." Pop.

Emergency meeting, Lion's Den


6:15.


Fyr

Harry turned to the elf and said, "Dobby take this note to Ron, Luna, Ginny,
'Mione and Neville. Luna and Ginny may be together, if so it is ok that they
share the message. Please allow no one else to notice your arrival. Do I make
myself clear on that?"

"Yes, sir. Harry Potter sir." Dobby
answered with a wag of his ears.

"Thank you, Dobby." Harry said
then he smirked and continued, "Tell Ron not to worry
about food. He can eat here. If he gives you a hard time just tell him his
supper will be a bone on the hearth rug."

Dobby giggled and popped out.

Harry turned to Draco and said, "Draco, perhaps you should go and round up
your people to meet us back here. If possible come back here by 6:25. That will
give me a chance to warn the others. Please keep in mind that we consider this
to be one our best kept secrets. I will count on you in this matter." Harry
grinned, "You can talk to Salz more later."

Draco nodded. He stood up to leave.

Harry stopped him and said, "Hold on,
Dray, I want you to take my invisibility cloak so that you can slip around
unnoticed."

"No problem," Draco grinned, "don't need it, I can do a
disillusionment charm on myself. I slip through the halls all the time without
being seen." He reached out and pulled Harry to him for a breathless kiss, and
then he rested his forehead against Harry's and whispered, "We can do this."

Harry nodded.

With a soft incantation, Draco's form
blended into the fixtures of the chamber. The door opened and closed.

Harry asked his ancestor, "Griff, are you sure about the books I
asked you about? They aren't all in the restricted section?"

"That's true FyrToehhers," replied
Griff, "but you should
know that we would be able to get anything; even if you chose something from the
restricted section."

Harry grinned, "Now you tell me."

Griff smirked and turned as Salz slipped
into the portrait. "FyrToehhers, there is a young man in the corridor who says
that he is looking for you. His said his name is Blaise Zabini and he says he must talk
to you. Seems a problem has arisen in my house."

Harry exited the door wondering what had
happened; Draco had been gone for only 20 minutes. Out in the corridor Blaise
was pacing in the hall muttering to himself.

"Potter, thank Merlin," Blaise said
as he stopped his pacing, "I was beginning to
think I had the instructions wrong. That old coot in the portrait would not tell
me anything or go get you until I told him I'm a Slytherin." Blaise glared at
the 'old coot' in question.

Harry smiled, "That's Ok Blaise, it is a
security measure that we have to take. The instructions were that you should be
here at 6:25. You are 30 minutes early."

"That's just it Harry," Blaise told
him, "I am early because
we have a problem in the common room with Pansy. Sorry to say but she is causing
a scene that could rival Umbridge in the Entrance Hall." We need a diversion.
Draco has a plan but right now he wants to enlist the Head Girl's help. That way
Pansy can be taken care of before our meeting."

"Winky." Pop.

"Yes, Harry Potter, sir?"
Winky asked.

Harry smiled at the little elf and said, "Please go get 'Mione now.
This means pop her back here. Tell her exactly, "Salz needs you. Did you get that, Winky? Say it back
please."

"Salz needs you." Winky
mimicked back, "Pop Miss 'Mione here
now."

"Thank You, Winky, you may go now." Harry
said as he noticed Blaise looking at him strangely.

Blaise shook his head and said, "You're weird," was all
the had time to
say. Because Winky had returned with 'Mione.

Harry smiled at Hermione and told her, "Hermione, go with Blaise please, he will
explain the circumstances to you. Meet us back here when you are finished."

Harry returned back into the common room
of The Lion's Den. He looked around the room and decided to make a few changes.
He waved his hand and expanded the round table to fit eleven people comfortably.
He looked at the food table and saw that Dobby and Winky had done their usual
excellent job of providing sustenance for them; however, with a grin he added a
basket of bones for his friend Ron, just in case. The door opened and Ron and
Neville entered.

Emerald eyes turned at their entrance.
Harry asked his friend, "Today will be the day that we unite two
factions, Ron; I hope you are ready for this." Harry's serious look was all Ron
needed.

"I'm ready." Ron answered.

"Good," Harry responded, "get something to eat and have a
seat. Hermione had to go take care of a problem in the Slytherin common room she
will most likely be late."

"Harry, you forgot something . . . " Ron
was standing at the table of food grinning. He pulled out his wand and conjured
up a basket of cat treats for his best mate who had given him a basket of dog
treats.

Luna and Ginny came in completely immersed
into a whisper and giggle session. Both found seats only after picking out a
butterbeer to drink. It was as if they did this everyday.

Harry was beginning to feel a little
nervous. This meeting had to succeed, there was so much at stake here. He began
to pace in front of the portrait over the hearth speaking quietly with Griff.
They had so much to cover and he wasn't sure what the outcome would be.

The door opened and admitted Vincent
Crabbe, Blaise Zabini and Justin Finch-Fletchley. It was only a few moments
before Greg and 'Mione arrived. "You can show yourself now, Dray." Harry said
with a grin. Draco Malfoy materialized before everyone.

Ron scowled. "Bloody hell, how did
you do that and how long have you been there?"

"Easy Weasley," Draco answered, "Disillusion charm. Don't
worry I arrived with Hermione." He turned to Harry and told him, "The problem
has been sedated, drastic measure, sure but it became a necessity. By the way,
she thinks that 'Mione and I are having a 'thing'."

"WHAT!!?" Ron's chocolate eyes
were huge and his cheeks deepened to a deep shade of Weasley.

Harry told him firmly, "Ron sit down . . . SIT."

Ron sat with a ferocious look on his face.

"Strategy. Mean anything to
you?" Harry looked at Ron expecting a response.

Ron nodded.

Harry returned his attention to the rest
of the group. "All right everyone have a seat please.
Thank you. I know you are wondering what is going on, first let me say that I
would like to extend a welcome to Justin, Blaise, Vince, Greg and the tow headed
cat next to me. I should begin by telling you that this table you are sitting at
has been expanded. Today, it has become essentially important that our two
factions acknowledge and accept each other. The outcome of this war and the
survival of this very institution is at stake here. It is time that we put our
differences aside and join forces to ensure our survival." Harry took a deep
breath and released it. "You are wondering why we are here in these chambers.
The answer is that this is the chambers of the founder Godric Gryffindor.
Griff?" Harry turned to the portrait. "I would like all of you to meet Godric
Gryffindor, Griff, this is Justin, Blaise, Greg and Vince. Justin is from
Hufflepuff and the others are Slytherins."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, gentlemen."
Griff responded with a slight bow.

Harry continued with his introduction,
"The dashing guy accompanying Griff is Salazar Slytherin. Fondly known as Salz."
Blaise's eyes grew round and his cheeks burned. Draco chuckled and smacked him
on he back of the head.

Salz grinned. This seemed to create a stir
among the Slytherins at the table so Harry immediately began speaking again to
distract them from the portrait.

Harry took center stage and continued, "Moving forward. Voldemort has plans to
attack Hogwarts on Yule. This is not a rumor. The Order has this information and
my own spies have confirmed it. Dumbledore did not tell me about it but he knows
that I know. This is where the differences between our groups must end. This is
vitally important; I cannot stress that enough. Having said that, assignments
everyone." Parchment and quill appeared in front of 'Mione. "'Mione, I need you
to work together with Blaise and Justin researching law; specifically fire in
use during dueling and most specifically battle. I want to find out; if, when,
and also how it was ever used and the legal consequences of any instance you may
find."

"Ok Harry," Hermione said, "does this have anything to do
with your fire element?"

"Yes it does." Harry told her.
"Dumbledore is furious with
me over using fire. Yes, I have gained control of it, that is why he is mad. Says
I could end up in Azkaban if I use it in battle. You know I don't trust his word
alone on this, thus the reason for the research. I will need you to begin as
soon as we are finished here. Griff has informed me that there are many books in
his personal library on this. He also says that if you need anything out
of the restricted section, he and Salz are able to get it for you without a
teacher's signature."

Harry turned to Blaise and Justin, "Hermione has worked in
the library here before. If you have any questions, she can guide you. If for
any reason she is not with you please feel free to ask Griff or Salz. Something
else you should know about them; after today you will all be able to 'see' them
due to your link with this group. If you happen to notice them in any of the
other portraits within Hogwarts it would be best if you don't acknowledge them
as no one else will see them. They serve to assist us in our endeavor by keeping
an eye on the rest of the students; however, only those present know of them.
Draco tells me that each of you are trustworthy; nothing discussed here is to be
repeated out of these chambers. If it becomes necessary to discuss anything
regarding this group, please come here to do it. Even the main library here at
Hogwarts can have spies. You will be welcome here at any time day or night."

Blaise spoke up, "Maybe this is none of my business and I
don't know Dumbledore on a personal level but why would he say you would end up
in Azkaban for using fire?" Blaise ask Harry with a frown on his face. "Isn't
that a gift you were born with; like Draco's water and earth elements?"

"Yes, Blaise," Harry answered.
"I was born with the
elemental gifts of air and fire. According to Dumbledore, fire is a Dark Art,
nothing was said about air, maybe because he doesn't realize I can utilize it as
a weapon also. Damage done by air can create just as much damage as fire. But
then we all know that even a simple
Wingardium
Leviosa
can kill."

"May we move on?" Harry asked as he
glanced around the table to see if there were anymore questions. "Good. Next on
the agenda. Neville and Ginny, I want you to get with Greg and compile a list on
any and all necessary ingredients for any healing potions that may be required.
That probably means that you will need a list of any potions to be used. You
will all need to combine your knowledge for utmost efficiency. Regardless of
whether you need a single herb to heal or a whole recipe for a potion I want it
all. Ginny, I know that your gift of healing with your hands is very important,"
he noticed the Slytherins' raised brows at this comment but continued, "but you will not be able to treat
everyone yourself. You will have to share in this duty. I heard that Mandy
Brocklehurst will be volunteering her assistance also, we are going to need all
the help we can get. Here again the library here is at your disposal."

Harry turned to Vince and asked him,
"Vince, have you managed your animagus completely yet?"

Vince scowled at Draco.

Harry reassured him, "It is ok Vince,
Draco and Blaise are not the only unregistered animagus students running around
Hogwarts. I asked you this because I am assigning you and Ron to study the
external grounds in order to find ways into the castle."

Harry slid the Marauders Map across the table to
Ron and met his eyes. "We need to know even the tiniest hole in the castle; I
want to keep the rat out. I tried to find a way to set a ward that would expose
his human form; problem is that such a ward would work on any of us to our
own detriment. While you are doing this I also want you to explore along the western
walls because it is generally off limits to students. Take this camera with you,
I want visual product
that we can work on coming up with any necessary defense in that direction.
Ron, I also want to
know where the wards already in place end; the complete circumference around
Hogwarts. Salz tells me that there is a ward for dementors but we are unable to
tamper with the wards without Dumbledore finding out. We will need to come up
with a solution to that."

Everyone around the table looked surprised
at this news. Questions began to fly.

"If there is . . ."

"Why don't we . . ."

"Where is this infor . . ."

"I've never seen that in a book . .
."

Harry held up his hands to stop the
onslaught. "There is still the problem of being unable to tamper with the wards,
everyone."

Ron was rubbing his jaw and chewing on his
lower lip thinking hard. "Harry . . . what if . . . ?"

"Yes, Ron?"

"Well . . ." Ron started off slowly,
collecting his thoughts, "what if this information
accidentally . . . on purpose . . . fell into the hands of a certain curse
breaker. What if that curse breaker was a member of the Order?" By now Ron was
grinning. "It can be done Harry, I know it! Even if we do something as simple as
sending an anonymous owl or something like that. Surely such information would
be valuable to the Order. Even Dumbledore would want to use it."

Draco grinned at Ron.

Ron nearly fell off his chair in shock.

Harry turned to Salz and said, "Well?"

A large tome landed in the middle of the
round table and Hermione, Ron and even Draco made a dive for it.

Hermione came up the victor.

Harry teased, "Don't you think every book
dealing with law in all of Hogwarts is enough for you?"

"Absolutely not, Harry James Potter!"
Hermione declared.

Everyone laughed.

Amidst the laughter, Harry said, "Why don't we take a short break and eat
something then we will come back to the final points of this meeting."

As everyone got up to go to the food table
Harry noticed that chatter between the groups seemed to flow freely. This was
good.

"I told you it would go well,
FyrToehhers," Griff said smiling at Harry.

Harry smiled back.

Draco turned to the portrait and spoke, "Salz, how long has this information about
a ward for dementors been kept hidden. Why wouldn't Dumbledore know about it?"
Draco asked. "He must be about 150 years old. I would think that if the
information was there he would know it."

Salz smiled at Draco and answered,
"Griff's chambers were well hidden until Harry found us here last year. Before
that our portrait was not here for 100 years. The castle decided that it was
time for Harry to know his heritage." By now the others in the room were
listening. "That is when Moenia returned us to our rightful place here and
guided Harry into our corridor. During that time the library within these
chambers would not have been here. I believe that Harry said something about him
thinking that they were probably in another dimension. Therefore, the knowledge
was truly lost during that time. About Headmaster Dumbledore, I cannot say, it
is my understanding that these chambers were once used to house some dog named
Fluffy for a while."

"Who is Moenia," asked Blaise who did not
want to be made to look foolish again today by something he didn't know.

"Moenia is the castle that is Hogwarts.
Harry likes to call her that." Salz answered this question as an apology to
Blaise for giving him a difficult time earlier.

"Ok, everyone we should finish up here."
Draco started the remainder of the meeting.

Harry nodded.

Draco turned to Luna and said, "Luna we
haven't covered what we need from you. That is because you will be working very
closely with Harry and I. Over the next couple of days Harry and I are going to
have to deal closely with Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape. We have
some serious smoothing out to do with them. During this time we want you to
contact your father and find out if there is any info he is able to share with
us regarding the manticores. It will also fall to you, Harry and myself to get
into contact with the centaurs. We understand your affinity with creatures and
it is our hope that you can help us convince them that their home is in danger
and that they join us in defending it. We won't require an oath or anything like
that; we just ask participation. The forest unfortunately stands between
Voldemort and Hogwarts; therefore, the creatures within are in danger. I will
talk to you some more about that after we hear from your father."

Harry stood and told the group, "With that I think we should begin to
return to our common rooms. Please be as inconspicuous as possible and we will
see you all tomorrow." Harry was glad it was done. "Ron, I won't be going back
right now, I am supposed to meet with Belenus at 8:00, and I�ll see you and
'Mione in the morning."

"Ok, see you then."

"Goodnight Harry," Hermione hugged him and
turned to leave. She had talked with Justin and Blaise making arrangements to
meet tomorrow during lunch due to other meetings they were required to attend
later that evening.

Harry and Draco were left alone with the
heirs to talk about how the meeting had gone.

"Griff would you and Salz make sure they
get back Ok?"

Griff nodded, and the two founders left
the chambers.

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Marked . . .

Harry turned to Draco who was leaning back
against the table with his arms crossed over his chest. "I'm going to take a
quick shower, want to join?" Harry was approaching Draco with a sensuous smile,
sleek and graceful.

Draco smirked. "Thirty minutes, we
have thirty minutes. I would think that if we were going to take a shower
together; we would allow more time."

By this time FyrToehhers was a mere breath
away his hands on Icekat's hips. Icekat's body was surrounded by a warmth that
he knew only could come from their combined energies. A breeze caressed his
hair; his head was becoming fuzzy, Fyr's chin was caressing his jaw as his hot
breath flowed over his cheeks. Icekat moaned and moved his hands to Fyr's neck
entwining his fingers into the back of his black locks. His shirt was opened by
force of air as he arched back to expose his neck to Fyr's hot tongue.

"Maybe . . .kiss . . . we should .
. . bite . . . forego . . . mmmnn . . . the shower." Fyr whispered
against his mouth then sent his tongue within to heat Icekat's being to his
toes. Molten lava.

The music of their rushed breath was
joined by sounds of mutual satisfaction emitting from their throats, hands were
seeking the feel of flesh beneath their fingers.

Somewhere along the edge of coherence
Icekat noticed Fyr's nails on his chest . . . aaahhhh . . . mmmnn
. . . Fyr's nails were pulled across his chest. 'I've been marked.' The
fuzziness only seemed to increase, the only sounds he could hear were the moans
of the two of them as he pulled on Fyr's shirt in a frenzy sending its buttons
flying in every direction.

"Ah Hem. FyrToehhers, it is almost 8:00.
FyrToehhers." Griff was trying to get their attention.

Fyr pulled back with a groan at the loss
of contact and looked into molten eyes. His breathing was erratic and his very
being didn't seem to want to break apart from an essential part of itself.

Icekat could only see green. Coherency had
completely escaped him.

"Don't you agree, Griff, that being a
portrait definitely has its disadvantages?" Salz asked with a smirk.

"RRrrrahhhhrrr . . ."

The two young men jumped.

"The king has spoken, move your bloomin'
arses, it is almost 8:00." Griff grinned at them.

Harry gasp for air. "Dobby."

Pop. "Yes, Mister Harry Potter?"

Mister Harry Potter was still trying to
catch his breath, "Please take Draco to his room and help him get ready. Then
pop him into the courtyard directly from there. Thank you, by the way."

Dobby bowed with a grin, grabbed Draco's
knee and popped out amidst cursing from Draco. He did not like traveling by elf
pop. Not to mention that he was very frustrated with Harry, again.

After regaining his balance once in his
room Draco began pulling the clothing out that he needed for a workout. Damn,
wouldn't even have time . . . Merlin, Fyr is in big trouble with me! What was
that anyway? I have always been the one in control of any tryst. I cannot
believe I lost it like that. My chest, look at my chest . . . fuck!'

"No Dobby, I am not ready yet." He snarled
at the elf as he strapped his katana across his back. "I'll walk, so what,
if I'm late."

"Mister Harry Potter says . . . "

"Damnit, Dobby I was your master
before Harry was; I say I'm walking."

"Mister Harry Potter is not master.
Dobby is FREE."

"Yeah, right."

Dobby frowned; reached out and . . . pop.
The room was empty.

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Playing with Fire . . .

Harry and Belenus were conversing quietly
when they were interrupted by a 'pop' engulfed by the belligerent swearing of
one Draco Malfoy.

"Good evening to you too, young Draconis."
Belenus grinned at the string of profanities still coming from the young wizard.

"That would be a matter of perception,
Belenus. I hate elf popping," Draco responded after he swore some more at
Dobby sending him a glare that would have made Sev proud.

"Mister Draco is here, Mister Harry
Potter. You need more?"

Mister Harry Potter grinned, "Thanks for
the package, Dobby."

A snarl came from the young wizard who still
sounded like the white cat that he is, sometimes.

"No, that's all. Good night."
Harry grinned at the elf in response to Draco's ire.

Dobby bowed and with; if it is possible,
an evil elf grin on his face all the while wiggling his large ears - popped out.

A katana was drawn quickly; the sound
cutting the night. "Accio glasses!" The katana swung around only to
encounter the Sword of Gryffindor blocking its advancement. Startled silver met
laughing green.

"Hello, Shadow Phoenix�s Kat. Why,
pray tell are you so irritable tonight?" Purred Fyr in his smoothest voice.

"Fuck, how is it that you can see?"

Fyr leaned in for an extremely quick kiss,
"You have many secrets to learn yet, Icekat." The two continued to dance to the
sound of steel for another 30 minutes. Belenus contributed by way of catcalls
and suggestions for strategy.

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Meanwhile . . .

Minerva McGonagall was in the headmaster's
office trying to get him to see the opportunity of Harry's gift. "Albus, we must come to terms with this
problem of Harry's. Yule is fast approaching and you really should not be at
odds with him. If Voldemort is going to attack here, that means that he is
planning on taking Hogwarts. If the two of you are divided by this issue, I fear
Hogwarts will fall." Minerva was sipping a cup of chamomile tea; she was still
trying to calm down herself. "I admit that I am sorely disappointed that this
'fire' is his gift instead of an animagus form, but we should try to make the
best of it. Maybe there is something that the Weasley twins and Bill can pull
together so that Harry can work with this. We need some new ideas."

A knock sounded and Severus entered. "I
cannot find Draco anywhere. According to some of my students he seems to
have a habit of disappearing. Even Crabbe and Goyle would not tell me where he
is. If I find out that he is with that Potter I will seriously consider giving
him a month of detention." Severus sat in his usual chair with a sigh of
complete exasperation.

Albus looked over his moon shaped
spectacles and told his favorite potions master, "Severus, you saw for yourself earlier,
they apparently are a couple. There will be nothing you can do about that. They
are both strong willed. Harry was adamant that Draco would be fighting at his
side. I told him that wasn't possible, but he refused to listen. He is sure he
will conquer Voldemort on Yule with Draco's help. Speaking of which, I would
like to know how he knew about Voldemort's pending attack. He said he has his
own spies. I didn't get the impression that Draco was the one who told him." He
turned to Minerva, "You don't think it could possibly be the twins, do you?"

"Absolutely not."

"Well, it is someone. I would also
like to know who he was talking to. There was nobody here under a cloak or
disillusioned, yet he spoke with confidence."

"Arrogance you mean," scowled Severus.

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Elsewhere . . . Treasure Discovered . . .

Justin Finch-Fletchley approached his
friend Blaise and asked him, "Blaise, where have you been all night?
Did you even know that Snape has been looking for Draco all evening? Also, do you
know that you can't go on avoiding me all the time? Especially with the new
assignment?" Justin asked as he sat in the window alcove where he had found
Blaise.

"Blaise?" Justin waved his hand in front
of Blaise's far away gaze.

Justin moved closer to Blaise trying to
get his attention. He found himself looking at his mouth, soft and enticing.
Justin moved closer; lips finding Blaise's only to discover a kaleidoscope of
color, emotion and sensations. He touched the tip of his tongue to Blaise's lips
seeking entrance only to find his friend pulling away and yelling at him.

"What the hell did you do that for?"
Blaise asked in an angry and desperate tone. "Doesn't our friendship mean anything to you?" The words were one thing; Justin
knew Blaise better than anyone he had ever met and what he saw was searing pain
and unbridled yearning within his friend's eyes.

"Why are you angry?" Justin
whispered. "You know our
friendship is the most important thing in the world to me, Blaise, why would you
even ask that?"

Blaise sputtered angrily, "Because . . . I
don't want to be one of your passing flings, that's why!"

Justin's heart hitched. "That will never happen between us, you
should know that! I respect you to much for that." Justin was struggling with
his breath. He stood and walked over to Blaise, "Didn't you feel it?" He ask in
a voice barely above a whisper.

Blaise's eyes filled, "Yes . . . that's
what scares me the most."

Justin's hand came up and brushed Blaise's
lips with his thumb, "Don't be scared . . . I'll be there with you." He leaned
in and kissed Blaise with ultimate tenderness as if he were a priceless
treasure.

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Back at the Courtyard . . .

After Harry and Draco finished with their
blades, Belenus put Harry through moves that he would be able to use when
fighting with his fire. This was physically tiring for him because he was not
accustomed to using his fire darts repeatedly yet. Belenus assured Harry that he
would gain in strength when using this new gift. It would simply require
practice.

Belenus turned to Draco and told him, "Draconis, what I would like for you to do
now is conjure an ice circle. Good. Now Harry, focus on your center and
duplicate the circle; your circle should be outside of the ice. Come on, give it
a try." Belenus instructed.

Harry pulled his fire into his solar
plexus and focused spreading it around the circle of ice. Once complete he sat
on a bench and took deep breaths.

Belenus grinned. "Most excellent! I think
we'll call it a night; I will see you night after tomorrow. Same time." With
that said he flashed out of the courtyard.

Harry laid back onto the bench with a
sigh, "Was it as exhausting for you when you started working with ice and
water?"

Draco had taken a seat on the ground with
his back against the bench. "Actually, I had a more difficult time with earth.
Although I can pull energy from it to extend my own, it is damn hard to bring a
mean tremor or create a schism."

"You can make the earth shake and crack
open?" Harry asked.

Draco nodded.

Harry answered in an awed tone, "Wicked. We will have to see if we can pull something off
together. But not now, I'm exhausted!"

Draco quipped, "Really? Would you like me to call Dobby?
I'm sure he would be willing to 'pop' you to your bed." Draco said this with some of
his old snarky sarcasm.

Silence.

Draco turned to see if Harry had gone to
sleep. He had not. There were tears tracing his temples and flowing into his
messy locks. "Harry . . . Fyr?"

"It always hits me at unexpected times."
Harry whispered softly and raised his hand and pointed to the Dog Star, Sirius.
"You would think that I would get over it by now. Maybe, it is because of the
battle coming so close to us. I just don't know. I also don't know why you don't
hate me. You lost your father that night, even if he is alive in Azkaban."

Draco spoke softly, "We never really lose the ones we love. I
could never hate you; you are too much a part of me, my heart."

Harry turned his tear filled eyes to
Icekat and raised his hand to brush a strand of silver silk away from his face,
"Even though I frustrate the hell out of you?"

His only response was to lean forward and
press his lips to Harry's.

"Come with me . . . please?" Draco nodded
and the courtyard was then empty.

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Marked and Claimed . . .

(Here is where the degree of intimacy relates directly
which name H&D use for one another.)

Draco opened his eyes to find himself on
the same bed where they had taken a nap earlier. Harry pulled him closer but he
attempted to pull away. "Harry, we both need a shower and you're exhausted,
perhaps I should go."

"Stay."

"Harry . . ."

Harry snuggled closer.

Draco groaned.

"ppprrrrrrrr. . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . " Harry's hands found their
way to the scratch upon Draco's chest. He licked the injury and whispered, "We
can heal them if you like."

Draco shook his head. "No, they are fine."
He was trying to think of anything but the warm body pressing to his. It wasn't
working. "Harry . . . I really should g . . ."

Hot lips covered his and cut all verbal
and mental protesting off. Harry became more insistent in his quest to consume
Draco. The flames were out of control in his blood and he didn't want his mate
to leave. "Your mine." He purred, "I want you to stay here."

In a flash Icekat was astride Fyr holding
his hands away from him. "I can't keep doing this." Emerald fire looked
up at him; time ceased to exist.

"Then don't." Although Fyr whispered, it
was as if he were shouting for his own releasement. "Risk it. Stay here, now."

Molten silver eyes closed; resistance was
futile. The heat was all consuming, his mind was becoming fuzzy like earlier;
and then to his disbelief Icekat felt a gust of wind which propelled him
forward. Fyr's lips were waiting. He slid his body down to Fyr's and allowed the
heat to consume him.

Hands propelled annoying clothing onto the
floor . . . laughter . . . sounds of ecstasy filled the room resonating off the
castle walls as Fyr accepted the
loving caresses of his mate. Finally, he was with his chosen mate.

Icekat pulled back.

"Nooooo . . . Dray . .
. "

"Fyr . . . look at me," emerald fire
flashed before him; "are you sure this is what you want?"

Hands reached up for him, "Don't ever
doubt it,� he pulled Icekat back to him.

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Five hours later, before dawn . . .

Draco woke to the sound of purring. He
turned to see Harry lying on the pillow next to him. Draco sighed and turned
onto his side so that he could better see him. He was scratched and bruised from
their tryst earlier. 'Damn Dray, you did that to him?' He thought as he
realized that most of what had happened
seemed to exist only in a haze of bliss. He had never experienced so much
passion in his life.

The Ice Prince had melted.

Draco pulled his eyes from Harry's lower
back where he saw several scratches up to his left shoulder where a Muggle
tattoo graced his left shoulder blade. He had known that Harry had gone into a
tattoo parlor but his watcher for the day didn't follow him in. Harry's tattoo
was beautiful; it featured a full moon with a large stag and two canines, one
wolf and one grim, all was encircled with a Celtic wreath entwined with lilies.
Beautiful. Draco reached to brush his finger over the grim; a cousin he would
never know, twice a victim of war. Draco's eyes widened.

"Harry, wake up. Come on Fyr, you really
need to wake up! I have a plan!" Draco shook him in an effort to get some
response. The only response he got was more purring and Fyr cuddling in on his
chest. Well there appeared to be only one way he was going to get him to wake
up. He kissed him; deeply, biting his lip gently coaxing Fyr awake. It worked.

Icekat pulled away with a grin. "This
dirty cat needs a shower." Once into to the shower both lathered up causing the
scratches on their bodies to sting.

Harry skimmed his fingers over Draco's
chest as gentle as a spring breeze, "Are you sure?"

Draco took his hand and brought it to his
lips kissing it with a nod of his head. Passion was reignited. Draco found
himself thrust against the tiles of the shower, hands entwined within Harry's
wet locks moaning into his mouth.

The floor suddenly became very convenient.
Flashes of Harry's fire continuously flashing before Draco's eyes, giving him an
idea. 'Idea? I thought I was incoherent.' Draco moaned and said, "Harry . . . stop . . . gasp .
. ."

Harry's eyes were spherical emeralds,
gasping he asked, "What?"

"Be still." A look of shock was the best
description of Harry's face to relate at this time. (evil authoress grins)

"We are elementals, we have learned to
feel;" Draco spoke in a husky passion filled voice, "both physically and emotionally, be still and feel
the elements of ourselves. Breath with me."

Palms to palms . . . eye to eye . . . one
within the other bonded in life the two of them shared their breaths; air, an
essential element of life.

"Dray . . . ." As their breaths merged
Harry felt a kaleidoscope of emotions swirling around the two of them. There was
also the sense of the mists that hugged the earth in the Scottish hills
intermingled with the scent of moist earth. The air continued to swirl and
Harry's emotions heightened beyond anything he had ever experienced before; even
with Draco these last few days. Fire erupted threatening to send him over the
edge.

"Dray . . . I can't hold . . . it . . ."

Draco's response was to move. One single
thrust upwards sent them both into wave upon wave of physical release. It was as
though they had been blocked all of their lives. They were soaring. Now they
were free.

Slowly, as if trying to remember time,
Draco pulled himself back into focus. 'I thought I knew. I really thought I knew
it all before.'

Harry seemed to move as if in laughter.
There was more purring.

'Bloody hell,' he thought, 'how does he do
that?'

"It is because we are bonded." Harry
looked up with a smile. "Remus . . . well, Remus told me once that he and Sirius
could communicate in such a manner. A simple movement or thought and they fully
understood each other. He almost died when Sirius went to Azkaban. The
separation was literally a death of part of him; his mate. Even though he
thought Sirius had killed my parents, that didn't change the bond. He left and
traveled to study dark creatures all over the world because he was trying to get
away from the pull of his mate. Anyway you hear me purring because it is my way
of communicating to you. No one else can hear it."

Draco's lithe fingers came up and caressed
his wet locks and then he spoke with conviction, "We should get up and shower. We have
plans to execute."

TBC

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