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Unrequited Love?	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8225 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

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Delia Cerrano ~ Thank you for all the reviews. I know the last chapter was kinda short. The scenes are coming to me in spurts as I am now past the parts I had already written. I need to build up the plot a bit on this story, to be able to get to where I need to go, and the last chapter needed certain characters in place and words to fall in order to get the plans in place. You will see Lucius, not “save” Draco, but try to subvert the Dark Lord. I am still working on the Severus placement, but I feel there is a reason for him; it just has not developed yet. Albus is necessary to explain the phenomenon that has happened with Harry and Draco. I hope you keep reading and reviewing. This story is putting more plot bunnies in my head than I know what to do with, but they will come later. Thanks again. Enjoy my next chapter.

Chapter 7 - Impact

They were in an ethereal world that enticed them. A small open space filled with lush emerald grass was before them, flowing into the dark green pool yards away. The pool was surrounded by rich bright green ferns hanging out of rock crevices, and walls of rock faces painted with varying mosses. The hues so bright and beautiful that they melded into a kaleidoscope of greens that touched every shade the eye could perceive. Sunlight trickled in from the tops of impossibly tall trees perched on various levels of the cliff sides. To the back of the pool was a liquid diamond waterfall, gleaming where the sunlight struck it.

The door had disappeared behind them, leaving a hedge of dark green ferns where the wall should be.

Harry folded the invisibility cloak, laying it next to a Rock marking where the exit should be. Draco walked beside him, still entranced by the raw beauty of the nature before him. It was their own world, gifted to them by the castle, where they could forget everything but each other.

Harry and Draco walked to the open blanket of grass and sat down taking in their new world. Their hands crept together as they breathed in unison, the scent of earth, water and nature. Fingers twined, gently rubbing the soft tender skin. Turning his head, Harry captured Draco's gaze, mirroring the wonder, love and peace he saw in the sparkling silver eyes.

They stayed like that for what felt like hours, enraptured in each other's gaze, warming each other's bodies from just the touch of their fingers. Harry sighed deeply as if the weight of the world had fell from his shoulders. He leaned in to capture Draco's soft pink lips with his own.

Draco's eyes sank closed as he melted into that kiss. Just delightful sparks from the pressure of their lips, then the searing hot jolt as Harry's tongue slid out to trace the line of his lips. Draco shivered as he opened his willing mouth to let that silken tongue in. His senses filled with the essence of Harry, spicy, earthy and hot.

Harry rolled his tongue over Draco's caressing it softly, tenderly. He wanted to convey as much love and emotion in that one kiss. Waves of pleasure rocked in his head as their bodies drew closer pressing for contact. One arm lifted to draw Draco closer, and the other reached back entangling his finger in the soft blonde tresses.

Together they swayed to their single heartbeat, bodies pressed together. The need for air breaking them apart for only seconds. And then Harry was plunging his tongue into the molten heat of Draco's mouth once again, eliciting moans from both men.

After an eternity of feeling, molding and tasting, they broke apart panting heavily. Draco quietly looked over to the pool then back at Harry. "Swim with me?" he asked softly.

Harry stood, taking Draco's hand and pulling him up. They undressed each other languidly until only their silken boxers were left.

They merged into the water, as one, Harry carrying Draco. The water was smooth as silk and warm as the soft spring sun. Draco was lowered until his feet touched the bottom of the pool. It was like walking on a cushion of carpet under him.

Harry's started to stroke the pale skin of his lover. Following each touch with a kiss and a taste. He loved the taste of Draco on his tongue. Draco was like lavender and chamomile with a hint of honey.

Draco's head fell backward as he was devoured by Harry, his hands holding on to Harry's shoulders to keep himself upright. When Harry's hands met the need straining to be touched, He cried out. "Please Harry, I want you."

Harry kneeled down, the water lapping at his chest and started to breathe hot air against Draco's straining erection. Harry pulled down the silken boxers and they drifted into the water wafting around Draco's knees. Harry flicked out his tongue to capture the bead of liquid at the tip of Draco's cock, moaning as the taste washed over his mouth. Bending further forward, he swirled his tongue around the tip, then switched between flicks and caresses. Harry's hands slid up and down Draco's thighs caressing the smooth skin. Moving his lips to surround the head, Harry sucked slowly, engulfing Draco's shaft.

Draco was lost in sensations, being pulled into Harry's mouth was so overwhelming. Harry's head bobbed up and down at a slow leisurely pace, he was moaning around Draco's shaft, in a match to Draco's own sounds of mewling. The vibrations were so powerful that Draco could feel the volcano inside him building.

Harry pulled off and slowly ascended Draco's body with heated kisses, before once again crashing his lips down on Draco. Hunger and passion were fierce in this kiss, their bodies smashing and grinding together. The two heated rods were burning one another as they rubbed deliciously together. Harry walked Draco backwards towards the shore and laid him down. Draco could feel the water tickling his skin as Harry moved over him, both their boxers lost somewhere in the forest pool. Harry captured his lips again as he pressed a wet finger against Draco's opening. Draco pushed down sucking the digit into him with a hiss of satisfaction. Harry entered a second finger, plunging and stretching Draco.

Harry loved the feel of Draco's heat. He had to enter heaven or he would burst into flames. He pressed himself at the entrance to Draco's channel and slowly eased himself in. He steadied himself, waiting for Draco to relax around him. The tightness was excruciating on Harry's Control.

Emerald eyes met Silver as they held like that. Then a heated coolness swept over both of them, like warm tea swimming up their blood, chased by chilled breeze. The blue orbs from Harry's dream again presented themselves in Draco's eyes and in Harry's. The need to move as the orbs drew closer overwhelmed Harry. Gazes still locked, hands twined, Harry started rocking in and out of Draco, building the inferno in their bodies. Both men were so close to the edge that once the two orbs met outside their bodies, they fell to pieces. Harry spilled into Draco and Draco shooting all over himself and Harry.

The merged orb glowed and expanded, becoming as bright as sunlight, then hovering a moment before it surrounded their twined hands and melted into the twin scars.

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A ripple of magic went through the entire wizarding world. Asleep, awake, sitting or moving, every witch, wizard and magical being felt it.

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Albus Dumbledore sat up in his bed, a feeling of awe and wariness running through him. He moved to the window and looked out… The moon shone with an indigo glow, fading swirls circled the orb, similar to that of the moonflower. “Sál af Ást,” he whispered. 2,000 years had passed since the last re-birth.

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A piercing scream of rage rang through the halls of Malfoy manor.

A/N ~TBC *Please review

Sál af Ás - Icelandic translation of "Soul of Love"
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