Harry felt better. It had been a week since he'd started visiting Draco's dreams and the Veela inside him seemed to have mellowed. Today he was out flying, 8th years were not allowed to play Quidditch since they didn't have the same houses and an extra team would upset the playoff schedule. He was still able to soar around the grounds however and this was the first time he'd had a chance.
For the moment Harry felt like himself again. His obsession with Draco was calmer because he knew he was in control, if only at night. More importantly he knew Draco wanted him to be. The spell didn't put him in complete control, it was still technically Draco's dream Harry was just able to edit it. He'd been so surprised that first night when he'd tied Draco up and Draco had removed his clothes. Surprised and pleased to find he wasn't the only one who wanted Draco bound and naked.
Harry also felt closer to Draco; he could get hints of his emotions. Nothing powerful but he suspected if they had more contact the connection would be stronger. He'd also been flirting with Draco constantly enjoying how red his cheeks would get when Harry said something suggestive. Hinting teasingly about thing's that had happened in their dreams. Draco still had no idea of course but would look mortified anyway.
Draco was walking through a corridor alone for what felt like the first time in ages. Neville Longbottom seemed to feel that, as his roommate, he should stick by him at all times. Draco couldn't understand why this was but found himself not overly bothered by it. Neville was a polite quiet young man. When he did speak he never said anything terribly stupid. Secretly Draco had started to consider him a friend though he would dread admitting it.
Today Neville had slept in and Draco had slipped out of the dorm without bothering to wake him. Saturday's were a good day to sleep in and he felt the other boy could probably use it. Draco had been thinking of going flying and was headed out of the castle when the Stinging Hex hit him from behind. There was a great deal of force behind it and he was sent tumbling to the ground.
As he rolled over he was hit with another sharp sting of pain, he looked up to find Ginny Weasley glowering down at him, her wand still drawn.
"I hate you!" She screamed at him furiously. Draco stared up at her confused, what had he even done to her? Well other than all the stuff he'd done to her. Draco supposed it was fair for her to be angry even if he'd been good this year. He put his hand in his pocket, grasping his wand but not drawing it out.
"I'm sorry for everything I've done to you but I can't change the past." He told her simply.
"YOU! You've ruined my LIFE! Why you? What's so Fucking special about you? NOTHING! You're a Death Eater for Merlin's sake and I HATE YOU!" She looked as though she was about to curse him again but before Draco could draw his wand someone behind him cast a spell.
"Petrificus Totalus" Ginny's body stiffened and she began to fall but Harry strode forward quickly to catch her and gently lower her to the ground. Then he turned to Draco.
"Are you alright?" Draco had already stood and was making a show of dusting off his robes.
"Quite well, though I've no idea what her problem is." Draco said and tried for a sneer. Harry sighed and then turned to Ginny. Draco felt a spark of jealousy as he watched him pick her up and carry her off. He waited half a moment then followed only to see Harry take her into an unused classroom.
Harry released the curse from Ginny glaring at her as he did so.
"What the fuck Ginny?" Ginny scowled back at him.
"I just can't stand him Harry! I can't stand this! Any of it and I hate him, so did you once." Her tone was grouchy but Harry was momentarily distracted by Draco outside the door. He was standing close enough to hear them talk. Harry decided not to care.
"Look Ginny, I know you're hurt and I don't blame you but it's not fair to take it out on him. He hasn't done anything to you."
"Right, nothing but let Death Eaters into the school, join Voldemort, almost kill Katie and Ron, and get Bill maimed."
"Yes but that's not why you're upset now. You think he's taken something from you and it's just not true. I could have stayed with you when I knew it wasn't right but I didn't. It's not fair to blame anyone else or take your anger out on other people."
"I love you, we should be together. I don't care about the other stuff." Harry almost growled at her.
"You love who I was but Ginny, I'm not that guy anymore. I've changed and you cannot be what I need."
"I can be anything Harry just tell me and I'll do it!" Ginny was pleading but she didn't understand. An idea occurred to Harry. Draco was still outside no doubt listening to every word. Two birds, one stone.
"Really Ginny, you have no idea. Do you want to know what I need? What I crave?" Harry's voice had gone dark and angry just thinking about it and thinking about Draco outside, listening. Ginny nodded but suddenly she didn't look so sure.
"Control, I yearn for it. Is that what you want to be Ginny? Dominated. That's what I have to offer. I could tie you up, gag you and watch you squirm, would you like that? Would you be willing to obey me completely without question? Because I burn for it; I demand total submission and nothing less. Can you give me that?" Harry had gotten very close to her now. Her eyes were wide and horrified. Ginny was many things but submissive she was not and they both knew it.
"I. . ." She hesitated. Harry sighed.
"Just go Ginny and leave Draco alone. He's got nothing to do with it."
Ginny Weasley didn't even seem to see Draco as she rushed past. Draco was stunned and confused. Also aroused, the Harry it that room was terribly similar to his dream Harry. I could tie you up, gag you and watch you squirm. The way he'd said it sent twist's of yearning down Draco's body. He would love that.
Despite his arousal confusion was also a factor. What did he have to do with Ginny Weasley's relationship problems? Harry had said nothing but Ginny certainly didn't seem to think so and what the hell was Harry Potter doing defending him anyhow? He had to know, he thought about storming in demanding answers but before he could the door swung open.
"Eavesdropping Draco? How very rude." Harry was leaning nonchalantly against the door jam across from him. His eyes looked amused as opposed to intense which was a relief. Draco had trouble forming words when Harry got intense.
"I was not, I came to talk to you and may have overheard." Draco tried to sound condescending but judging by Harry's smirk he had missed the mark.
"Alright Draco, Talk." Draco was momentarily caught by the use of his first name. Of course he'd heard Harry use it before talking to Ginny but he'd never actually said it to him before.
"Er. . .What right do you have going around cursing people? I was perfectly capable of dealing with She-Weasley myself!" Harry was still smirking.
"I'm sure you could have but Ginny was my problem. I said anyone bothering you would answer to me. I meant it." Harry stood and started to move out of the doorway.
"What the hell is that about Potter? I don't need you to stand up for me!" Draco was working his way up to being angry now. Just what was Harry playing at? Draco could probably take care of himself better than anyone. Harry shook his head at him.
"We're not going to talk about that Draco, drop it." Harry's voice was firm, commanding again reminding Draco of his dreams. For a moment Draco just gaped before remembering that this was not a dream and he had no reason to obey Harry. Harry meanwhile had started walking away.
"We bloody well are going to talk about it!" Draco said reaching out and grabbing Harry's arm to stop him walking away.
Harry froze before twirling around lightening fast and grabbing Draco's hand from where it had been touching his arm. Draco tried to step back. Harry's face had changed his eyes had gained the dark predatory gleam that Draco had only seen in his dreams before this.
"You really shouldn't have touched me Draco." His voice was low and dangerous. Oddly Draco felt himself harden. Harry's hand on his was hot and it felt like little rivulets of electricity were traveling down his arm from their connection. Draco felt dizzy and dazed with sudden powerful lust, he barely noticed as Harry dragged him back into the deserted classroom.
The door slammed shut behind him and Draco felt rather than heard the silencing spell Harry had cast. Harry was still staring at him and Draco was immobile under his gaze. Harry pushed him up against the door. Their bodies flush, Draco could feel Harry's erection pressing into his hip and was sure Harry would feel his. For a moment they just stood Harry staring deeply into his eyes.
"Just remember Draco, What ever happens next. You started it." His voice was harsh and accusing. Before Draco could try to process or understand Harry was kissing him. His hot tongue forcing its way through Draco's surprised lips. Draco moaned as he felt the other man's tongue violently exploring his mouth. Draco began to kiss him back just as desperate, he felt need coursing through him.
Harry broke the kiss for air. His breathing was harsh and panting much as Draco imagined his own to be. His lips found Draco's neck and before he knew it Harry had bitten him violently. It hurt but the pain was like ecstasy sending sharp darts of desire straight through Draco's body and down into his cock. Draco threw back his head and moaned bucking his hips against Harry's body pressed firmly against him.
Harry pulled back and stared deeply into Draco's eyes. As if looking for something, then to Draco's horror he pulled back shaking his head.
"Not enough, but soon." His whisper was thoughtful. Suddenly Draco found himself abandoned. The heat from Harry's body gone, he turned and watched Harry walk out of the room without another word.
Draco stood still, breathing heavily and even more confused. He'd never been so hard in his life, he ached with need. Harry was gone so Draco reached down and dealt with it himself. After he came he remained sitting for a long time. What had Harry meant, not enough? What wasn't enough and what was soon? Draco didn't know but he was going to find out.
Harry was feeling guilty. Draco had touched him and his Veela side had exploded out of him. He'd released his allure so powerfully he'd be surprised if people three floors down weren't panting for him.
Not that Draco didn't want him; he'd seen the yearning in his eyes. Harry wanted more than simple lust however. He'd meant it when he said nothing less than total submission. Draco couldn't submit without being as obsessed as Harry was. So he would wait and let things percolate.
One day soon Draco would belong to him completely. Body and soul.
Author Notes: I'm really sad about how much reviews have slowed down. I am not above bribery. Lets make a deal dear readers. As of this moment its 8:24 PM MST(that's mountain standard time btw) on 6/21/2012. If when I sign in tomorrow morning I have 25 reviews I promise to write a bonus chapter for this story. That means I will post two instead of one. Furthermore I am completely open to suggestions about what this chapter should entail. Provided it doesn't mess with my essential plot I am at your complete disposal. What would you like to see?
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