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Bound to You	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 42160 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter francise does not belong to me. I own only the plot from which I make no profit

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Title: Bound to you

Pairings: DracoxHarry, SeamusxColin, AdrianxNeville, RemusxSeverus,

Fandom: HP

Notes: A potions master brews a potion that gives wizards a permanent womb and doses three bent wizards without their consent. He chooses each; a pureblood, a half-blood and a Muggle-born to test the potion. [No Voldy- Voldy died on October 31, 1981. He didn't reach the heights of terror in this universe.] Harry- reserve seeker for Puddlemere United, Draco- a clerk, Seamus- Auror in training, Colin- photographer Daily Prophet, Adrian- Healer, Neville- Mind Healer. Yes Neville is AU.

Chapter 7

Seamus woke up slowly, he was quickly aware of Colin's warm naked body pressed to his. He smiled kissing Colin's neck...he wasn't sticky but his skin felt weird where it had been splashed with cum. They needed to take a bath...would Colin mind if they took it together?

Colin moaned sleepily at the kiss to his neck, snuggling closer into the warmth. He knew he needed a bath but it was warm and he was sleepy and unwilling to move at all.

Seamus caressed his side, "...Colin...I was thinking...would you like to take a bath together? It might be fun..." he could touch him more...there wouldn't be a mess...

"Mmm…but I'm sleepy..." he mumbled softly, nuzzling into Seamus' chest.

Seamus kissed his neck, "You want to sleep all morning? We have to get up sometime and I have to feed you. I promised to teach you how to make bread remember?"

Finally, Colin looked up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes "Okay then…let's take a bath and then you can teach me." A sleepy smile curled onto his lips and he hugged Seamus a little before sitting up.

Seamus pulled his boyfriend; (he was his boyfriend right?) to his feet, "Come here..." he kissed him lightly before wrapping an arm around the smaller man's waist, "This should be fun..." he wanted to wake up every morning like this, the sooner Colin was really okay with them being together, they could be...

Colin got up with the help of Seamus and smiled, returning the light kiss "Yeah it will". If they'd do this all the time, Colin had to empty out his old apartment and his dad's place soon- then he could say he moved in, Colin wanted to get it over with as soon as he could.

Seamus carried him into the bathroom next door, he was careful. Colin had worked so hard to be able to walk; he wasn't going to drop him. He liked holding Colin like this. Carrying him was fun too but being able to take a bath together meant a lot…

Colin let Seamus carry him, he knew he was getting better at walking and it only made him more determined. It was nice how tender the Irishman was…

Seamus shut the door, setting him down on the counter and kissed him, "I'll run the water, why don't sit here." he smiled, "How hot do you like it?" he wanted it to be perfect...

Colin leaned against the counter like Seamus suggested, watching the other. "Pretty hot. Not scalding but almost." he liked it most that way, finding it so much easier to relax that way.

Seamus grinned, "Me too..." he turned on the water checking the temperature. He moved to kiss him while the tub filled, "You look so good..." memories of last night started making him hard...he blushed, "I hope you enjoy this..."

"You too…" Colin kissed Seamus lightly before getting into the bathtub. "It's a bath, silly. Why wouldn't I enjoy it right?"

Seamus climbed into the tub, pulling Colin into his lap with him and reached for the soap, he kissed him as he gently started to wash Colin's chest. His skin was so soft...

Colin hummed softly, enjoying Seamus' gentle touches. The other took such good care of him…

Seamus caressed Colin's nipples with soapy hands, "Mmm…I like touching you like this..." it was nice to spoil Colin like this...

It still felt weird to be spoiled this much by Seamus but he liked it and he wouldn't deny that. He smiled and sighed softly "I like it too..."

Seamus caressed Colin's stomach kissing him, "I'm glad..." he couldn't wait for Colin to relax more with him; times like this he would cherish...

Colin smiled softly against Seamus' lips before breaking the kiss, taking the soap from Seamus to gently wash the other's body.

Seamus grinned into the kiss, moaning softly as he felt Colin's hand on his skin. He reached down to wash Colin's member. It was an excuse to touch his lover and he liked any reason to touch him like this...

A little moan left his lips when he felt Seamus' hand on his member, a blush washing onto his cheeks at the same time. It was something he still had to get used to but he knew he liked it.

Seamus kissed him deeper; "Your skin is soft, mo chuisle..." he loved touching him…the way Colin reacted made his heartbeat quicken...

"D-don't say things like that…it’s embarrassing..." Colin mumbled softly, returning the kiss. He couldn't deny that he did enjoy being spoiled and complimented by Seamus though…

Seamus laughed, "There is nothing to be embarrassed about...we're alone...I mean it...I love you- táim i ngrá leat ...I think you're beautiful-tá tú go h-álainn...being able to touch you like this makes me very happy..." he stroked him slowly trying to wash him as he caressed him. He could feel himself getting hard but he ignored it...making Colin feel cherished meant more...

Colin could barely even reply now that Seamus was washing him and stroking him at the same time. All he could manage where soft little whimpers and moans as he felt his body reacting to all of Seamus' touches.

Seamus held him close, an arm around Colin's waist. The water was hot...being with Colin like this was amazing...he whispered between kisses, "You want to come together..." he could stroke them both...unless Colin wanted to touch him...

Colin blushed and nodded, still whimpering between kisses, as he stayed close. The water was hot but being so close and feeling the warmth of Seamus' body only made it seem hotter.

Seamus asked softly, "Would...you want to help me..." if Colin wasn't ready for that he wouldn't make him...

Slowly, Colin slid his hand down and took Seamus' member into hand, caressing and stroking curiously. He'd never touched anyone else before and it made him curious. Hell, he barely wanked much in his entire life and never had a lover before. He hadn't even realized he was bent until Seamus.

Seamus moaned smashing their lips together in a needy kiss as he felt Colin's hand wrap around his member and start to move. His own hand moved a little faster, he teased the slit, circling the head to give Colin as much pleasure as he could.

A gasp left his lips when Seamus kissed him needily and there was more friction on his member as Seamus' hand moved. For a moment his mind blanked, only able to feel the pleasure of Seamus kissing and touching him. When the consciousness came back, he started moving his hand again, returning the kiss at the same time

Seamus groaned into their kiss, "So close...can you feel it..." he arched into Colin's hand as they caressed each other. He couldn't wait to feel them both come...

"Yes…Seamus…" he moaned out starting to caress Seamus faster as he felt his own pleasure building up. He was so close already…

Seamus whispered, "I'm gonna..." he came with a moan holding him close, his body overloaded with pleasure...

A soft cry left his lips as he came almost at the same time, his body slumping against Seamus'.

Seamus gasped, holding him close. It was even better then last night somehow...he lay there holding him as the water slowly cooled...

Colin felt like he couldn't breathe, the pleasure so overwhelming and still rolling through his body in waves as he slumped against Seamus.

Seamus smiled feeling Colin's smaller frame warm and solid against his own. He loved him so much...knowing Colin cared for him enough to let him be with him like this meant so much. It seemed as if the bad things no longer mattered because they had each other...

"Seamus..." he whispered softly, now nuzzling against the older boy's neck. Not even he knew what he wanted to say but at that moment, he noted how nice it sounded to say Seamus' name.

Seamus kissed his neck, "Shay..." they were lovers...he wanted to hear Colin call him something special in private...

"But..." he started protesting but stopped when he realized he didn't know what he was protesting about. They were this close already... "Shay…" he whispered softly, finding that he liked how that sounded too…

Seamus smiled, "I've wanted you to call me that for a while..."

"It sounds nice..." he admitted and snuggled against Seamus. The water was getting cold and his fingers were wrinkly but it hardly seemed to matter right now.

Seamus rubbed his back, "I don't want to move but we should put on something warm and eat..." he didn't want him to catch a cold even though it was rare in the summer...

Colin sighed and nodded, removing himself from Seamus reluctantly.

Seamus stood and helped Colin up as he let the water out before he reached for towels. He kissed him, "Thank you...I didn't know if it would be too much..."

Colin got out of the bath and took a towel, drying himself off carefully. "It was nice…being close to you…"

Seamus smiled, "It was..." he dried himself carefully before pulling Colin into his arms as he stepped closer, "I can hardly believe you're here to stay..." he laughed, "Then again...I might never get any work done..." he was only kidding, he had to work...

Colin smiled when Seamus pulled him into his arms, simply hugging him gently "I don't want to be a distraction to you. I'm going to have to lock myself up to make sure that doesn't happen". He laughed lightly and pecked Seamus on the cheek quickly.

Seamus nuzzled his neck; "I'll learn to control myself, but that won't keep me from wanting you..."

"Mm…if you say so,” he giggled softly "Let's get dressed then."

Seamus led them into their room "What would you like for breakfast?" he'd have to 'introduce' Colin to his parents eventually...he just didn't want to upset Colin by mentioning them...

"I could eat anything right about now" he was pretty hungry and he would like anything

that Seamus let him eat.

Bea was in Colin's room lying pressed clothes on the bed. She had shrunk some of Seamus' old things for the tiny Muggle-born. "Clothes is being ready tigern. Lia make breakfast the way yer Seanmháthai liked."

Seamus winced, "Blood pudding and potato biscuits?"

"Thank you Bea." Colin smiled, "I'm sure it will be nice." it never really mattered to Colin what he ate anyway.

Seamus shrugged, "Fine...we can make bread after breakfast if you aren't too tired. We can make sandwiches lunch with what I have and fresh bread..." He wanted to spend every precious moment he could with his lover...

"Sounds good. I'd like to learn how to make it" he smiled and started getting dressed, pulling on boxers, jeans and a t-shirt.

Seamus pulled on similar clothes, he grabbed the crutch and waited for Colin to be done so they could go down together...

Colin fixed his clothes and went to Seamus, ready to go. Taking the crutch, he smiled and started heading downstairs slowly

Seamus kissed his cheek, on the wall in the hallway was filled with pictures of his parents, cousins and grandparents. The portraits were in the Gallery, a part of the House they’d bypassed the last few days. He hoped Colin wouldn't notice; he hadn't the day before. Someday when Colin was ready they could put pictures of his parents and Dennis there too...

Glancing around absently, he noticed the pictures and couldn't help but approach them for a closer look.

Seamus dished up the breakfast that Bea must have made, not noticing that Colin was still in the hallway. He needed to forbid her from making blood pudding again- he loathed the stuff.

Colin reached his hand out to trace his fingertips over the moving Wizard pictures of who he assumed were Seamus' parents and grandparents, feeling his own heart break a little again. They seemed like wonderful people...and he would never get to meet them.

Seamus came up to hug him after noticing him looking at the pictures, he kissed his hair, "They would have love you..." he smiled sadly, "Mum, Da, Seanáthair and Seanmháthai; this is Colin. I love him very much; I think you would have liked him. He can cook. I hope its okay that I teach him how to make our family recipe for soda bread. Someone else has to know...it isn't good if only one person knows. Mum, you taught Da so it should be okay." a tear fell down his cheek, "Thank you Da, if you hadn't saved me then I wouldn't have met him again and fallen in love with him..." he hugged Colin gently, he whispered, "Some day we should put your family's pictures here; it's your home too..." he hugged him tighter. He didn't want Colin to be upset; they had to learn to live with the pain. It wouldn't go away but they could learn to be happy despite it...

Colin jumped slightly when Seamus came up and hugged him from behind. He listened to Seamus talk to his parents and grandparents, feeling his own heart break a little more. He couldn't see the tear falling down Seamus' cheek but he knew it was there just from listening to the other's voice. "Shay..." he knew he could never accept having to face the painful truth…as much as he wanted to forget and pretend it never happened…

Seamus whispered, "I'm sorry...I know they know who you are. I just tend to tell them a lot. I would have introduced you eventually." he held him close, "...nothing can take the pain away...we might never accept it. I just want to make you as happy as I can...because I love you...and this is our home. I wish I could take the pain away because I know how much it can hurt..." he had gathered that the accident had happened in different circumstances...he couldn't call it the same. He hoped Da would be proud of him...

Colin's head hung as he tried to will away the pain and the tears. He didn't want to accept it…just living with Seamus and never speaking of it…he wanted that to be possible.

"Shay…can't we pretend it never happened? I don't want to believe they're gone…" he whispered, voice breaking as the tears ran free.

Seamus hugged him, "I wish we could, but then we would expect them to walk in the door...to call our name...we have to let them go. I know my parents would be upset if I didn't...I'm angry they're dead. Me da, he saved me...I have to believe I was saved for a reason. The reason I believe was to love you..." if he didn't believe that the anger, the pain, the guilt would consume him...

"I don't want to..." was all he could manage before the tears took over, leaving him sobbing, His parents... they were his best friends and he needed them so much. They were gone but he still needed them. "Why does it have to hurt so much…they shouldn't have died..."

Seamus rocked him, "It should hurt; because we loved them. They would want us to be strong...to make them proud. We can do that right..."

It was true but… "I don't think I can..." Colin whispered, shaking his head. He never was strong. He was good at putting on a smile but he never was strong.

Seamus whispered, "Then lean on me...tell me about the good times...tell me what they were like. I want to know...because they made you who you are. I bet you have your mother's smile, her cooking skills and her heart. Your father probably made sure you became a hard worker...those are the traits I love most. I want to hear about Dennis- we were all Gryffindors together but I don't really remember him. Your memories are how I can meet them..."

Colin wasn't sure he was ready yet and so he shook his head slowly, "Not yet…not now..." He didn't want to be crying for their second day of living together; he wanted them to be happy.

Seamus nodded, "I didn't mean now...just someday...when you are ready. You'll need time to decided which memories to share..."

"Thank you so much, Seamus…" he whispered softly, slowly easing the tears away.

Seamus kissed him gently, "Some memories are meant to be shared...and others are meant to be cherished. I want to make many happy memories with you...I want to make you happy...I want to take care of you...I like seeing you smile...hearing you laugh...being with you makes everything brighter..."

Colin hiccupped softly and nodded "I want to be happy with you..." He knew he'd be happy with Seamus when he was out. All he needed was a little time.

Seamus rubbed his back, "Let's eat before it gets cold...we can make soda bread later. Then we can do whatever you like..." he wished he could keep Colin smiling.

"Yes...lets eat…" he wiped the tears away and made his way over to the table, sitting down and putting his crutches aside.

Seamus wiped away his own tears and brought the food to the table. He reached for Colin's hand, "Everything will be okay...you have me remember that..."

Colin squeezed Seamus' hand and nodded "Yeah..." He did have Seamus. Seamus was all he had now...they loved each other and Colin wanted to believe that would make it all okay…

XoooooX

Draco packed his parchments, scrolls, ink pots and quills into his bag, he weaved his way out of the crowd to the hallway. The case had been dismissed for lunch and he made his way to a deserted area in the bowels of the Ministry. He found a supply closet and let himself in. He muttered a spell to clear away the dust before he sat on his usual box of Mrs. Shower's All Purpose Magical Mess Remover: No Pain, No Stain!

Draco rubbed his temples; sometimes it was so exhausting.

He missed Harry; Draco missed falling asleep holding, and he missed kissing him before he went off to work.

It wasn't fair! They weren't ready for kids.

He had nothing to offer Harry anymore; he'd lost everything he'd ever had besides Harry's love when he was disowned. His father had allowed his little fling with the Potters’ son as long as he did as he was expected and married a Pure-blood Heiress. When he refused to Bond with Pansy he lost his claim to the Malfoy fortune, the Wizengamot seat and the Malfoy name.

He had nothing but that which his godfather Severus Prince gave him: a name and a place to live. He also technically had access to the Prince vaults but he considered that to belong to Uncle Sev, his Bondmate Remus and their daughters.

Draco had to prove he could take care of Harry on his own, it wouldn't be right to just spend Harry's inheritance from his parents and Sirius. Draco Prince was not a leech, he was a strong-willed man who knew what he wanted and grabbed it with both hands.

He didn't have enough of his own money to afford to Bond to Harry like he wanted to or to raise a child.

Draco bit his lip; he would never ask Harry to terminate the pregnancy. He wanted kids, he just hadn't wanted Harry pregnant before they Bonded. He wanted to strangle the Potioneer who dosed his Harry; his fiancé should have had a choice about being a papa. It felt like someone had used him to rape his Harry and he was angry.

Technically it wasn’t really rape, though Harry had been assaulted in a way. He was the only person male or female that Harry had ever been with, Draco knew the baby was his. As it’s sire, since the sexual act in which the child was conceived was consensual, it ‘belonged’ to Draco. Then again the rules regarding male pregnancy where stricter because only through magic could a wizard conceive. A wizard might take a pregnancy potion and engage in sexual intercourse with another wizard but that wouldn’t always result in a pregnancy.

A lot of factors when into conception it wasn’t just about sex. Yet the bearer, a wizard bearer was supposed to have a choice. A witch not always, because well the contraceptive charm might break or be forgotten in the midst of passion. For a witch it could be an accident but not for a wizard. Unless it was a real rape; for a witch there was a difference between accidental conception and conception during assault. In Harry’s case the choice to conceive was taken away from him and that wasn’t right. What’s more it was illegal…

Harry’s future was on hold because as long as he was pregnant he couldn’t fly for Puddlemere.

Draco felt like his world was crashing around him.

He was raised to be the Prince of Slytherin, he’d been taught that the Malfoy name meant something, that they could buy anything; even people with enough money.

But Lucius Malfoy had found out the hard way that you couldn't buy Draco, former Prince of Slytherin: not with money, with power or even with threats.

He flinched every time someone called him 'Malfoy'; he wasn't one. He'd had his name, money and birth status ripped away from him. His father had forbidden him from using the Malfoy name and rumour claimed that his parents had started trying for a child as soon as he was disowned. Recently he’d heard a rumour that his mother was pregnant but didn't want to confirm it…

Things would be so much simpler if Father had just let him have Harry and not forced him to choose. Now he was the laughingstock of Slytherin. He loved Harry, he really did and there was nothing he wouldn't do for his lion. He wondered what their baby would look like. He hoped it didn't look like a Malfoy; he'd like them to have Harry's eyes. He checked his timepiece, time to return to the courtroom.

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Troll?
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