HP/MC

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter that right belongs to JK Rowling

A/N: This takes place in Harry's 6th yr. I apologise for any mistakes, spelling and grammar. I'll update when I can. This is just for enjoyment, no money being made.

This is AU

Chapter One

Beginnings

Harry was walking alone down a corridor he never been before, but he wasn't scared in the least cause he liked to explore. He didn't get the chance to do a lot of exploring cause he was always being dragged around by Ron. Now don't get him wrong he loves Ron and all, but he could be overbearing at times...well all the time, Harry chuckled softly. He is a great friend though, always there when you need him.

He soon stopped at a statue of a bird, admiring it he reached up and touched it. Laughing as it moves it's head to get closer to the caress' being bestowed on it. He didn't realize that he was standing outside of the Ravenclaw dormitories, he was so caught up in stroking the statue to notice where he was. Soon enough though the Eagle unfolded it's wings as it got ready to fly out-of-the-way as someone came out.

Harry was soon standing face to face with none other than Michael Corner of Ravenclaw.

Michael raised an eyebrow at the Gryffindor in front of him, trying very hard not to grab him even though that is exactly what he wanted to do. His whole being was screaming at him to put everything aside and wrap his arms around Harry's lithe frame. Michael mentally shook his head, as he tried to ignore the voice in his head telling him 'Protect, protect.'

While they stood there staring at each other he was able to study Harry, from his hair falling over his eyes, to what he is wearing.

Harry stood there frozen in place, not sure what to do, he had always been told to avoid this particular Ravenclaw. Though he's not sure why?

He soon snapped out of his shock at the sudden appearance of the Ravenclaw, stumbling back Harry stuttered out "sorry," and took off down the corridor back the way he had come.

Dark eyes watched as he ran down the hall, around the corner and out of sight, sighing Michael pulled the strap of his bag more on his shoulder. He stood there a moment longer, then Michael turned and headed to the library. Mentally kicking himself for scaring Harry, he didn't mean to cause in reality all he wanted to do was hold him and never let him go. Next time he sees Harry he is going to apologise for scaring him, then tell him that...shaking his head he walked into the library and made his way to the back.

Meanwhile still near the Ravenclaw dorms Harry sunk down to the floor (after peaking around the corner, to see if Corner had gone). Letting his head fall against the wall he closes his eyes. Sighing, he waited for his heartbeat to slow down, "oh boy,' Harry thought 'that was the closest I have ever been to him. I'm surprised he didn't hear my heart beating as loud as it was.' As he sat there on the floor thinking about the handsome Ravenclaw, images crept into his mind from the dreams he's been having lately...

'of dark eyes, soft touches, dark hair falling around his face, and those lips, kissing, sucking...'

'Whoa, stop right there,' green eyes flew open and Harry pushed himself up off the floor and headed to his dormitory at a run. Almost as if he was trying to out run the dreams and images that have plagued him.

(**)

Over the next couple of weeks Michael only saw Harry with his friends in the corridor's, during meals and in the NEWT level classes that they shared. This was getting frustrating not being able to get close to Harry to apologise for scaring him and to talk to him, be near him really. Banging his head on the wall Michael stepped out of the enclave and right into Harry. They both fell down...in a compromising position.

They stared at each other for what felt like forever, a blush slowly spread across Harry's face down his neck then disappeared into his shirt. Michael licked his lips and swallowed as he drowns in those emerald depths. Time seemed to stand still as they lay there on the floor, Michael in between Harry's bent legs. Before either one of them realized what happened next their lips touch in a chaste kiss. Sparks flew and their magic swirled together, a flash of bright light surrounds the two teens who are oblivious to what is happening.

Harry blinks once, then twice up at the dark-haired Ravenclaw when they parted, his lips tingling from the kiss. It was Michael's turn to blush at his bold move, smiling up at him Harry reached up and touched his face. His fingers lightly brushing over Michael's bottom lip, Mike's eyes dilate and he kisses Harry again. This time with more pressure, a moan escapes Harry's lips. They kiss for a moment more, until the need to breathe becomes mandatory, they reluctantly part.

Michael licks Harry's bottom lip as they part a slow smile spreads across Harry's face. They lay there gazing at one another for some time, before they both blush and turn their heads to the side to hide. They can not believe what they have just done, kissed twice and enjoyed it. If their flushed faces are anything to go by, Michael leans down so his warm breath tickles Harry's ear. He is about to whisper something to him when footsteps are heard, before they could get themselves into a less compromising position, the sound of someone clearing their throat broke the spell on the two teens. They jumped, scrambling to disentangle themselves they looked up. Standing there was a teacher neither of them wanted to have found them in this situation, ('why does it always have to be Snape?' Harry thought) with a raised eyebrow.

"10 points from Ravenclaw and 20 points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter and Mr. Corner. Get back to your dormitories now." Snape sneered.

Harry glared at Snape and stomped off down the hall (grabbing his bag) grumbling about stupid gits who don't know how to keep their abnormally large nose out other people's business. Michael watched as Harry left and then turn to Snape to tell him off to defend Harry when he gets cut off by Snape.

"Do you want detention as well as more points taken Mr. Corner?" he said with a glare.

"No Professor." Mike replied, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists while muttering about lousy timing and nosey professor's.

As he walked away to his dorm he got this feeling that he should turn around and head the other way to catch up with Harry, Snape be damned.

As the two teens disappeared around the corners, Severus headed to the dungeons, his cloak billowing out behind him. Muttering to himself about careless teenagers and how they are a nuisance. Not remembering he was like that once as he walked an image of James appeared in his head, a choked sob escaped him, he runs the rest of the way to his office. Slamming the door when he got there, going into the back where his room is he threw himself on his bed and let the tears come, this is the only time he shows emotion when he is alone.

As Snape walked down the corridor and out of sight a pair of green eyes peered around the corner, Harry waited a few minutes more to make sure that the Professor is gone then took off down the hall. He ran around the corner when he reached the end of the corridor, then halfway down the other hallway he ran straight into Michael who was still on his way to his dorms.

"Oof!" Michael said breathless as the wind got knocked out of him with the force of a lithe body colliding into him. Tumbling forward and towards the floor Michael manage to twist in the air so he would land on his back instead of on his nose. Wrapping his arms around the slim waist he pulled Harry close to him grunting in pain as they hit the floor. Pain shot through his spine but he ignored it as he looked up at a concerned and blushing Harry Potter.

"Are you alright?" Harry asked.

"I'll be fine love." Mike smiled, Ry didn't notice the endearment.

"You sure, that sounded as if it really hurt." Harry replied, still blushing oh so prettily.

Michael reached up and brushed the hair out of Harry's eyes while saying "It's ok my sweet one, it just tinges a bit."

"Oh dear, I am so sorry, I'll get off if you want so you can go to the infirmary." Harry started to push himself off of the Ravenclaw, but Mike's arms tightened their hold on him so Ry lowered himself back down looking at Michael in concern.

Rubbing soothing circles on Harry's back Michael answered "I'm alright my darling nothing to worry about it will go away soon." 'I'll have to put ice on my back later' Mike thought.

"K, if you are sure?" Harry whispered.

'Oh my he is so cute' Michael thought as he smiled at Harry reassuringly.

Harry then ducked his head and mumbled "I don't know why I'm here, but I... it was strange, I got this feeling and need to be close to you." His blush darken "why though?" came the quiet question.

Frowning Mike opened his mouth to answer, but closed it shortly after for he had just saw something that hasn't happened in years. The last time this had occurred was back in the day of the founders, but there it was the faint glow of white light surrounding both of them so subtle that if you blinked you would miss it.

As they laid there in silence Harry wiggled a bit till he was able to place his head on Michael's chest. Then the green-eyed beauty snuggled whispering "this is nice."

"Yeah." Michael breathes looking into those beautiful eyes "but I just wish it wasn't in the hallway."

Nodding his head Harry places a soft butterfly kiss on Michael's neck.

A sensation Michael has never felt tingled along his neck as he pondered what he saw. Shifting through the stuff in his intellectual brain, Mike turns his head a bit and buries his face in the black tresses. Thoughts still swirling around his head, but as he siffled through the mess, (what? it's not like I can put them into filling cabinets) one particular word stands out *Soul mates*. An extremely rare occurrence and by the look of things Michael has just found his. Tightening his arms around the lithe frame lying on him, Michael ran his hand slowly down Ry's spine sending tingles chasing up and down it. A soft moan left Harry's lips, tickling Mike's neck with his breath.

Harry shivered from the touch, but didn't shy away from it as he had once thought he would if he was ever in a situation like this. With Michael he feels safe which is odd since he doesn't know him very well. Snuggling closer he shifts a bit until his head nestled under Mike's chin, a smile spread across Michael's face as he held on to the most inquisitive creature he has ever seen. A sigh of contentment escaped Harry's lips, this is the most contented he has ever been and that is saying a lot.

(**)

Two days later...

Michael was sitting in his favorite enclave staring at the pages of his potions book not really seeing the words. He was deep in thought about what has gone on between him and Harry, (he couldn't say Potter even if he tried). Why just the other day Mike got the urge to punch the living day-lights out of Malfoy that stupid arrogant brat. Hurt his Harry grr, Michael's hands curl into fists just at the thought of that git. 'Whoa calm down there, don't let him get to you. But the next time he does that, ooo I wont be able to hold back,' was on his mind as he tried to go back to what he's suppose to be doing.

A while later Michael gave up and headed to his dorms, while walking down the hall he started to contemplate the situation like how he is to approach Harry after what had happened between them. It's not that he's scared or anything, but this is Harry we're talking about. Beautiful, sweet, caring Harry Potter who has enough going on that he doesn't need Michael to complicate things. A tear slid down Mike's cheek and he slid down the wall that he had leaned against when he stopped his progress down the corridor.

While sitting on the floor with his head between his knees, Mike's best friend appeared sitting down beside him Terry touched Michael's shoulder and said in his normal way.

"What's up dude?" concern lacing his voice "Why so sad?"

Lifting his shoulder in a bad attempt at a shrug Mike just kept his head where it was so he could hide his tears from him, Michael didn't want his friend to see him cry. Instead of answering he replied with, (trying his darndest to keep the fact he's crying out of his voice) "Hey Ter, what have you been up to? Staying out of trouble, I hope?"

He gave a cheeky grin, (Mike know he did without having to look, that guy is always smiling, you very rarely see him without) and said with laughter in his voice "Always, you know me Mike."

'Yup, I do know him all to well.' Mike thought as he tried to pull himself together.