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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 Eight – The Hospital Wing

Harry wasn’t looking forward to meeting the others in the hospital wing. He’d already heard from Hermione that Ron and his family were there because Bill was attacked by Greyback. Harry couldn’t help but feel guilty because he knew more than the rest of them, but there was still so much he couldn’t tell them. He sighed as felt the blonde stirring in his arms, as he remembered dealing with Draco’s anger was another thing for which he wasn’t ready. He kissed the china like cheek of his lover, “Morning love.”

Draco rubbed his eyes, “Why do I feel like I took a dose of dreamless sleep?”

Harry flushed and turned away from his ever recovering love, “I um sorta dosed you last night. I knew that I was going on a dangerous task with Dumbledore last night and well I remembered how you reacted the last time I left you alone for a long period of time. Sadly we didn’t find the cup, and Snape followed Dumbledore’s orders and finished that cabinet. Death Eaters were roaming the halls last night and Dumbledore fell from the Astronomy Tower.”

“He’s dead, Snape fled, and Death Eaters were roaming the halls. You left me here in a dorm asleep. What if they had succeeded in overpowering the school? I would’ve been a sitting duck in this bed and they wouldn’t have shied away from taking me.”

“Come on sugar, we need to get up and I’d really like an opportunity to take you in the shower. I so need to feel you around me right now and I promise I’ll tell you about what I discovered about your cousin Regulus.” Harry climbed out of bed and quickly dressed. He was soon pulling Draco out of the dorm by the hand and toward the Gryffindor boy’s shower stalls. His mind quickly went to the little box he’d been keeping in his cloak pocket since his trip to Grimmauld place on Valentine’s Day. He felt a strong pull to make it official as he was once again presented with the sin worthy body of his lover.

Harry was apprehensive when he arrived in the hospital wing holding Draco’s hand. He looked around to find the Order Members congregating around the hospital bed of a scarred Bill Weasley. He noticed that Molly was crying over something before they all looked to Harry for the story. The brunette shook his head and cast silencing wards around them. He didn’t want the wrong people hearing this story. He had to be careful who he told about Snape’s true cover. “I don’t know how many of you know this but Voldemort gave Draco a task this summer. It was one that my love here couldn’t refuse because it was basically do what I assign you and your whole family will die. Snape was aware of this task and he informed Dumbledore, who was dealing with a cursed item and managed to unknowingly activate it.”

McGonagall gasped, “He must’ve done something fool hardy. I would’ve expected him to follow proper procedure when dealing with possibly cursed items.”

“Well, I don’t think he realized it was cursed at the time. Basically Snape was able to save his life by containing the curse but couldn’t stop it. He only had a year to live and thus he began putting things in order and prepared for his death. He knew of Draco’s task to kill him and thus made Snape promise that he would do it in Draco’s stead. We all know that Draco’s not a murderer. Last night I left the castle with Dumbledore because we needed to check something out. I’m guessing that it was the same night that Dumbledore decided to have Snape complete Draco’s task. Snape repaired the broken Vanishing Cabinet in the Room of Requirement and let Death Eaters into the school. I don’t think he knew that Greyback was coming or he was hoping that one of us would succeed in killing the bugger.” He looked over at the slumped shoulders of Lupin at the mention of his infector’s name, “Long story short, Snape killed Dumbledore upon the man’s request. Voldemort believes that Snape’s cover has been blown and he trusts him more now. We still have a spy on that side, but we must act as if he’s our enemy.”

“Did you not hear what happened to Greyback?” Tonks stood next to Lupin and her hair remained mousy brown as it had been since she started her patrols of Hogwarts in the fall.

Harry squeezed Draco’s hand shook his head, “I’m afraid that I was quite busy yesterday. From chasing after Snape, getting hit by the Cruciatus by one of the Carrows, having a conversation with Kreacher, meeting with Snape, and then climbing in bed with Draco who I’d slipped dreamless sleep to earlier.”

The honey gold eyes of the only remaining Maurder who wasn’t a Death Eater met Harry’s green, “I witnessed him attacking Bill when he wasn’t even changed. I was so angry and it didn’t help that the full moon is tomorrow. I hit him with a rather nasty curse for which Snape is known. It’s a nasty piece of dark magic, but I got him off of Bill and he will never hurt another person. Who knows how many children he’s changed because he was purposefully near them before changing? I know I wasn’t his only victim, but still, I feel horrible for taking someone’s life.”

“Oh Remus, you did what you had to. He came with the others with hopes of getting his hands on some of the children. He’s a sick psychopath and the worlds better off without him. I cannot help but wonder what Voldemort’s going to do without his pet werewolf,” Harry sighed and looked over at Molly. “Mrs. Weasley, Bill’s alive I don’t seem to understand why you’re crying over him as if he were dead.”

“Of course it doesn’t matter how he looks but he was so handsome as a b-boy and he was to be married,”* Molly wailed.

“And what do you mean by ‘e was going to be married?”* Fleur demanded with her hand on her hip and her silvery blond hair almost magically arose behind her.

Molly looked startled, “I only meant that-”*

“You don’t theenk he will love me because ‘e was bitten? Because ‘e will, it takes more zan a werewolf for Bill to stop loving me!”* Her silvery-blue eyes began to shine and the saying about never angering a Veela became evident in her features. She was only one quarter but she was still a force to be reckoned with.

“I’m sure that’s true, I just thought that with the way he-”*

“You thought I would not weesh to marry ‘im? I don’t care how ‘e looks because I theenk I’m good looking enough for the both of us. Perhaps you just ‘oped that we wouldn’t marry. I will still marry him, all these scars show is zat my husband is brave,”* Harry could swear that he saw the magic rippling around the French woman as she spoke.

Molly fell back into her husband’s arms completely flabbergasted. After a few moments of silence as the blond woman continued to glare at her, she finally spoke up, “Our Great Aunt Muriel has a goblin made tiara that I think would look lovely on you. I’m sure she’ll let us borrow it for the wedding because Bill’s always been a favorite of hers.”*

“I’m sure zat would be lovely.”* Harry was shocked when the two women soon fell into each other’s arms and started crying. He shook his head and tried to pull his attention away from the scene. He looked back over at Tonks and Lupin.

Tonks was tapping her foot against the floor, “You see she still wants to marry him even though he’s been bitten!”*

The graying blonde looked tense and spoke through clenched teeth, “It’s different, Bill will not be a full Werewolf.”*

“But don’t you see I don’t care either. I’ve told you a million times-”*

Lupin ran his hand through his hair staring at the floor, “And I’ve told you a million times that I’m too old for you, too poor, and…too dangerous.”*

Molly looked up at him, “I’ve told you that you’re being unreasonable about this Remus.”*

“She deserves someone young and whole,”* Lupin tried to argue.

“But she wants you.”* Arthur motioned over his son, “And young and whole men don’t always stay that way especially when we’re at war.”*

Harry decided to speak up, “As the future Lord Black, I give my blessing on such a union. I’m sure that Andromeda and Narcissa both will be delighted to plan the wedding. Perhaps we should have it in France. There’s a lovely Black home there and Lupin you might feel like one of your dead friends has stepped out of time. I understand that my godfather was reckless at times; I fear he inherited the Black insanity; however you’ve always been too insecure. Wouldn’t Dumbledore be preaching about the power of love?”

McGonagall smiled, “Harry’s right. Dumbledore always was a champion for love. These are dark times, why shouldn’t we temper it with love?”*

Harry felt it was the best opportunity to make the announcement and present Draco with the ring as well. He reached into his cloak pocket where he’d kept the Black family engagement ring. It was a fine piece of goblin magic because it changed appearance to best fit the style of the individual wearing it. “Draco, McGonagall is right about these being dark times. Why shouldn’t we bring forth some light? It was my mother’s love and her wiliness to sacrifice her life to protect mine that allowed me to survive the killing curse. I want you Draco as my equal lover and I want to bring some more light into this world.” He opened the box and got down on one knee like the sappy romantic he was, “Draco, will you accept my hand in marriage and marry me when I come of Wizarding Age on July 31^st?”

Tears welled up in Draco’s eyes as he nodded his head, “Yes, Harry.”

Harry took out the ring and slipped it around his finger. The plain ring turned into a dragon with its tail rapped around the finger and emerald colored eyes. Harry smiled, “It really does find the shape that best suits its wearer. That is a Black Family heirloom. It presented itself to me after I communed with the wards and the same day that you arrived in my home.” He rubbed the back of his neck, “I’m afraid it would be unsafe for us to have a public wedding and we’ll have to have a traditional bonding ritual.”

Draco nodded his head in understanding, “I think my parents would be willing to preside over one of those.”

“We’ll have to visit them again and perhaps we should bring these two along with us. I’m sure that Lupin will need to ask permission of your uncle Teddy for his daughter’s hand,” Harry smiled before turning to the rest of the room, “I know that we’re all sad that we lost Dumbledore. He was another father figure that was ripped away from me, but I guess I had time to grieve before it happened. I knew he was dying. I’m sure that Madame Pomfrey will take care of Bill.” He turned to Tonks and Lupin, “I will call Kreacher because we have some people to visit. Oh and I don’t think 13 years it that much of a difference. I’m pretty sure that one of your school mates is going to court a woman 11 years his junior. What’s an addition of two years in the scheme of things?”

Lupin paled, “It doesn’t change the fact that I’m dangerous.”

Harry shook his head, “Krecher.” The little elf popped in front of them still wearing Regulus’s locket, “Will you take us to visit Narcissa?” He made everyone hold hands and turned to Remus, “I’m sure that a certain potions master will be happy to supply you with your potion. You’re perfectly harmless 25 days out of the lunar cycle.”

With a pop they appeared in the kitchen at the Ireland Black cottage. It was true that no wizard could apparated into or out of the cottage and that it was under a charm where no one could speak the actual address except for Narcissa, but the elf magic was exempt from those protections. Though it only applied to Black family elves, Narcissa’s elf, and Dobby. He smiled when he found Teddy, Lucius, Narcissa, and Andromeda sitting around the table drinking tea, “I’m sorry to just drop in with uninvited guests, but I think you’ll be happy to hear the news Draco and I have.” He patted his father’s friend on the back, “Plus Lupin here needs to speak with Teddy alone.”

Narcissa looked up, “What’s the news?” Draco showed her the ring. “Oh my darling dragon, you and Harry have started the engagement process of the bond. When will you two be married?”

“Harry doesn’t become Lord Black officially until his birthday on July 31^st.” He looked down with a bit of a blush, “We have to complete a traditional Black bonding with the intimate traditions observed.”

“Oh darling, your father and I would be happy to preside over such a ritual,” Narcissa exclaimed.

Harry turned away from the private conversation between son and mother and took in the scene between Andromeda and Tonks. The brunette and warmer doppelganger of Bellatrix smiled at her daughter before concern shone in her eyes, “Are you sure about this darling? Many members of wizard society will not be accepting of such a match.”

“I don’t care mother, I love him. He’s a good, strong, and brave man. Who cares if he has a little harry problem? He’s just out of it three days out of each lunar cycle. As long as he takes his potion, he’s safe and he’s a good man. You should understand the strength of love because you chose dad over your family. You were disowned because of who you loved. Please don’t do the same to me.”

“Dora, I would never treat you the way my family treated me. If you’re sure, then you have my full support. I’m sure that your father will understand as well.”

Lucius almost spat his tea but swallowed instead because it would be undignified to do the former, “Did I just hear that your daughter wishes to marry a werewolf?”

Harry growled, “Lucius, I forbid you from speaking poorly of Remus Lupin. He never chose his lot in life and it was your friend Greyback who attacked him as a child that caused him to develop lycanthropy. He remained a wizard and studied at Hogwarts. He was a friend of my father’s and that despicable rodent Wormtail. He is a better man than most, and I understand that you truly were under the Imperious, but you chose to join them before they put you under. He was the one of the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher we’ve ever had.” He just thought of something that caused him to swear, “What the hell are we going to do about that? Snape cannot possibly come back after killing Dumbledore. Who the hell are we going to get to teach? You don’t think they could get Lupin to fill in for the rest of the year, do you?”

The older blonde’s mouth clamped down and his wife chuckled, “Oh Andy, I think it’s great that our children are getting married in the same year.” He eyes widened and she did a little dance, “You don’t think that we’ll become grandparents in the same year do you?”

Andromeda laughed, “You’re worried about becoming a grandmother, Cissy, when you’re expecting a baby yourself?”

Narcissa’s blue eyes sparkled, “Oh I think it would be great if they were all close in age. My little Scorpius will need family to grow up with. Poor Draco never got to play with Dora.”

Andromeda’s eyes narrowed, “And whose fault is that, Cissy?”

“How many times do I have to apologize for siding with our parents? I was young, scared, and I stupidly believed that drivel about blood purity. Bella was so excited to be following the Dark Lord and she talked my husband into joining. Even Regulus joined at age sixteen. I only wish I knew what happened to him.”

Harry cleared his throat, “Regulus Black, may have had the ambition and cunning to place him in Slytherin but he also possessed the bravery of Gryffindor. He discovered a secret about the Dark Lord, one that I cannot share with you, and he sacrificed his life in an attempt to thwart him. He also saved the life of my muggleborn aunt when other Death Eaters killed my grandparents. She continues to live because of his sacrifice. Also, Andromeda, I offer up the Black French estate for the wedding. I’m sure that they’d want a small ceremony of just family and friends. It’s probably safest at an unplottable location.”

“Aunt Walburga was so upset when she saw her tapestry that Regulus had died. None of us knew what happened to him. How did you find out?”

“Let’s just say that Krecher was the only one who knew what happened to him.” He turned to Krecher, “I want you to serve both Andromeda and Nymphadora as I will be reinstating them as members of the Black family upon me acquiring full Lord Black power. Though I still don’t fully understand how someone not blood related could inherit such a title.”

“Krecher shall follow master’s request.”

“Tonks, when you two are ready to return to Hogwarts please call Krecher and he will apparated you back.” He turned to Narcissa and Lucius, “Draco and I should be getting back to the school. I need to speak with Headmistress McGonagall regarding finding a substitute for Defense.”

After having the discussion with McGonagall that ended favorably for Lupin to replace Snape as professor until the end of year, Harry returned to his dorm room to find Draco sitting on the bed with a thick book opened. “What’s that?”

“What you said when we were visiting my parents got me thinking. This is a copy of the Black family tree as a copy is made and given to a bride or groom upon marriage. If you look over here, I think I discovered why you were able to inherit the title. You see this person here,” he pointed to a name on the page that Harry wasn’t familiar with until he looked at the last name of the male linked to her. “This is your grandmother Dorea Black. She married your grandfather Charlus Potter, but they didn’t have your father until she was 31, which is considered older than most. Not to mention that your grandfather was a good nine years her senior. So, the reason why you were able to tap into the Ancient Black Blood Wards is because you’re of the line as well. Don’t worry if you look at the generational differences, you’ll notice that your grandmother was the sister of my great grandfather. We’re separated enough not to have to worry about inbreeding too badly when I carry your child.”

Harry laughed, “I wasn’t too worried about that because I’m a half-blood. Also, you won’t be carrying my child.” Draco’s eyes flashed with hurt, “My dragon, you’ll be carrying our children. I want more than one child. I want as many as we can have. We have plenty of wealth and I’d love to have a brood of children.”

Draco pouted, “You just want me to be your baby maker, don’t you?”

“No,” he kissed the blonde’s forehead, “I just know that I won’t be able to keep my hands off of you. Also, I’m a bit afraid to use that blocking charm on you again because of the effect it had on you previously. Most members of the Black Family have two to three children. My father was an only child, but I’m sure his mother and father had been trying for a while. Your father had one older sister, so two children, your mother had two older sisters, and you and Dora were both only children. I do not want an only child because you and my father were spoiled, arrogant, little prats.”

“I’ll have you know that this prat isn’t going to be an only child for long!”

Harry chuckled, “How could I forget about little Scorpius. I can’t help but wonder why it was another boy, well other than the fact that you are no longer the Malfoy heir as you will be taking my hyphenated name upon our marriage. You will be a Potter-Black as soon as we’re bonded. They would need another male to carry on the Malfoy name.” He pulled Draco toward him, “I want you now. I need you so much.” He pulled Draco into a heated kiss while he undressed the other boy. His mind wondered to what other fun sex charms he would find in the book he found at Grimmauld Place. It would be so convenient if their clothing would disappear as soon as they got under the covers. Soon he was in the heated warmth and bucking in pleasure, as Draco made the most delicious moans. Soon they were both spent and Harry cuddled up next to the warm body of his lover.

They had a funeral the weekend after Dumbledore’s death. Many people arrived including a familiar looking face, who turned out to be Aberforth Dumbledore. The man made his dislike for his brother’s greater good excuse. He warned Harry against following the requests of a dead man. Dumbledore was entombed in a white marble casket on an island on the black lake. He was to rest where he’d spent most of his life as a student, professor, and headmaster. Harry made sure that he was buried with his broken wand and Fawkes sang a very sad song before flying away from the castle.

Class resumed the following Monday, and Harry began to enjoy defense again. Lupin and Tonks had visited Snape in France to go over the lesson plan and to acquire Snape’s final exams. From the discussion Harry had with Tonks, his aunt Rose was excited to have the wedding there. She was excited to meet him and make more friends who knew her sister and who were around her age. They had decided to have the wedding at the end of June in the back garden. They would put up more wards and invite all the members of the Order of Phoenix and have them apparated to the property by House elves, as elf magic was too hard to trace. Hermione admitted that in that instance it was good that most wizards overlooked elf magic.

Soon school was over and exams were finished for the year. Harry couldn’t help but wonder if he would be able to return to Hogwarts in the fall. He hoped that he and Draco could, but he only would if he managed to meet his destiny before the end of summer. Soon everyone stood in the white rose gardens of the Black Family Chateau. Blue and pink roses wound up an arbor where Tonks and Remus stood, and the first time since Sirius’s death, Tonks’ hair changed rapidly between pink, blue, and purple. Her metamorphic abilities had returned, and Harry was happy for it.

His aunt Rose presided over the ceremony. She had the same face as his mother and the same bright green eyes, however her hair was more brown than the bright auburn Lilly’s was or the blond that belonged Petunia. It turned out that she worked in the Administrative Registration Department of the French Ministry, who were responsible for marriage records a long with birth and death records. She also was licensed to perform ceremonies in France, which included full binding ceremonies.

“I, Rose Andromeda Black, swear upon my magic that I am presiding over this ceremony with sound mind. The two before me are not here under duress; they are of age, and both willing participants. A magic binding shall be performed after the exchanging of vows. Now that the legal part has been observed, let’s move onto the fun part of the ceremony.”

Draco leaned toward Harry and whispered, “I thought she was you’re mother’s sister.”

Harry whispered back, “Regulus blood adopted her and changed her name the same day he hid her. She is a recognized heir of the Black Family.”

“Nymphadora Andromeda Tonks, since you are of the Black Family line you shall recite your vows first.”

“Remus when you look in the mirror, I cannot help but wonder why you don’t see what I see. For some reason you see a monster, but you are more human than many members of my family tree. You possess a strong sense of compassion and you kept my cousin Sirius under control when he was still alive. You’ve faced prejudice ever since your fateful encounter with Fenrir Greyback, but you tried to never put anyone else at risk. I love you darling, and want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“Remus Julius Lupin, it is your turn to recite your vows.”

Lupin nodded and took Tonks’ hand, “Dora, you are the bright light in my life. You are so full of happiness, mischief, and possess such a strong heart. I easily fell for you no matter the age difference, my lack of finances, and my dangerous condition. At the same time I didn’t want to put you at risk and I admit that I was afraid as to how your parents would react. I should’ve known that the parents of a person as special as you must’ve had some of the same traits you possess. I love you more than I thought I would ever experience and want to spend the rest of my life with you, as well.”

“Ah l'amour jeune,” Rose sighed. She seemed to wink at someone in the crowd before turning back to the couple, “Now Dora, if you would place your left hand atop of Remus’s, I shall begin the magical bonding.”

Harry whispered to Draco, “What did Rose say in French?”

The blond just chuckled, “She was commenting on the wonders of young love. Though I don’t know why, as Remus went to school with her sister, he’s quite old.”

“Your father is six years older than him and your parents are expecting another child. Are you calling your father ancient?”

When Draco didn’t respond, Harry returned his attention to the ceremony. He watched as Rose began chanting in Latin as a golden strand of light came out of her wand and wrapped around the two’s hands. The gold light soon spread and they were both surrounded in it. Once the chanting was over, Rose exclaimed, “Ce magnifique! I’m happy to announce the new couple, Nymphadora and Remus Lupin. You may now publically snog your bride.” She winked at the two before walking into the crowd. Harry raised an eyebrow as she pulled Snape to his feet and pulled him into a kiss.

Harry pointed to the two and laughed, “I’m sure that no one at Hogwarts would want to see Snape kissing another person. Wasn’t there a rumor about him being a vampire?”

Draco looked over and gagged, “That’s gross, I don’t even want to think of the implications of my godfather marrying your aunt.”

“Ah l’amour,” Harry chuckled as Draco smacked him. He leaned in and kissed the blonde’s cheek, “Don’t worry love, we’re next and then we have to attend Bill and Fleur’s wedding.”

A/N: I really hope this isn’t turning clichéd or into drivel. I’m just continuing to write until I lose inspiration. I shall wait on posting this until it is complete and I’ll probably need to read over it once and do an edit. I apologize for the French, as I used a translator because I only studied Spanish and German. Sorry about my missed used words, I do read through my chapters before I post and I must have missed them. I have fixed the vial but I’m not sure which chapter the sweat heart appeared in. I’ve made that mistake many times before and have fixed them when I’ve noticed the mistake. If you could point me to the chapter, I will fix it. Thank you everyone for your reviews. I’m sorry that my chapters jump around and are moving quickly. I guess I just want to get past the whole Voldemort thing so that I can concentrate on other things. Also, I understand that Harry is quite powerful right now but the power is only temporary.

* This dialogue belongs to JK Rowling or was paraphrased from chapter twenty-nine of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (2005) entitled The Phoenix Lament.
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