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During the following week, Snape watched in dismay as Draco with drew from everyone around him. Why couldn't he just get over Potter, he'd survived before, there was no need to destroy yourself over a crush.

Blaise Zabini walked into Professor Snape's office. 'Sir you wanted to see me.'

'Zabini, take a seat.' Snape gestured at his most comfortable couch.

Filled with apprehension Blaise sunk into Snape's notorious "information" couch.

'I've heard your one of Draco's regular bed mates.' Snape's lip curled in disgust, not at Zabini but at his poor choice of word.

Feeling uncomfortable Blaise coughed and looked away, 'Sort of, we haven't fucked in a while but he does like a cuddle.'

'Have you noticed anything strange in the last week.'

'No.' Closing his eyes, he felt like he was betraying Malfoy. 'He's been distant.'

'I'm aware of that, could you give me a better idea of how distant.'

'I've had to find someone else to regulate my magic, he's refused me over and over again.'

'What.' Snape felt a helpless rage building in him, he didn't let it get far before he mentally beat it into submission. Never would he be helpless again, never. 'Has he taken on anyone new.'

'No, others have tried but he's not interested.'

'How long has he been doing this.' Snape was sure it couldn't have been long.

'Not too sure,' Blaise shrugged, 'about as long as he's had that locket he keeps playing with.'

'You can leave, I'll sort Mr Malfoy out.'

'Sir, can you not tell him what I said.' Blaise grimaced at the pleading sound in his voice.

Snape understood, Slytherin house had it's own code of silence. 'Very well.'

Blaise nodded in appreciation and left.

That night Snape noticed Draco wasn't in the great hall for super, leaving early he went in search of his godson. It didn't take long to get passed the boy's heavily warded door, when he finally entered the room Draco wasn't there. What was irritated him beyond compare.

Littered all around the room were bottles and bottles of firewhisky. Picking up a bottle he through it down in frustration. 'This is all mine.'

Now he knew where Draco would be.

Lying on his back in Snape's quarters Draco poured another shot directly into his mouth. Somewhere distantly he could hear a voice telling him he'd forgotten something. Brushing that aside he took another shot, enjoying the burn that made him forget.

Even so the tears came, blurring his vision bringing the painful hopeless feelings to the fore of his mind. In an effort to stop himself Draco grabbed at his hair in frustration, 'Why do I want Potter so much, what the fuck is wrong with me.'

An unmistakable, gravely voice interrupted Draco's self loathing. 'I've been wondering the same thing.'

Shame filled Draco, he did not want to be seen like this. 'Go away.'

'I will not, you have sunk too low. This has to stop.'

'It can't I tried.'

'Don't give me that, I know you refused cuddles.' Snape tutted in dismay, 'Do you know how bad that is.'

'I can't, I tried but I can't.'

A cold unwelcome thought entered Snapes mind, forcefully he pushed it away. 'Why not.'

'I don't know, it just feels wrong.'

'Get up Draco.'

'No, just leave me here.'

Snape looked down at the pitiful sight that was his godson, 'You need a hug, I want to help you through this.'

The promise of a hug was too much, Draco's magical core screamed in desperation. Rolling over he got on his knees and slowly got to hi feet.

Unwilling to help Draco up Snape waited, Draco all but fell into his hug.

The sheer force of exchanged Dark magic that hit Draco made his bones feel like jelly. All his worries pushed to the farthest reaches of his mind. Hugging Snape tightly Draco couldn't believe this felt so good. 'This is the first time in weeks, it's feel this good.'

'If you simply give your house mates a chance I'm sure someone will happily jump into bed with you.'

'It's not that, it's just it feel wrong being with anyone else.'

Snape stiffened and that cold thought came back, probing further he hoped he was wrong. 'Draco if this is about Potter I think your going to have to get over this. I highly doubt he feels the same way.'

Letting go of Snape, Draco stepped back, 'Don't you see, I can't, I can't, I love him.'

Snape knew the pain of unrequited love, he was about to tell Draco how if he went on like this he would one day wake up bitter, alone and miserable.

Draco had to let him know, ripping his shirt opened he exposed his chest to his godfather. Exposed his most frustrating secret.

Dread filled Snape, cold unhappy dread, followed by pity. Which he made a vain attempt to strangle. In stark contrast on Draco's creamy white chest, a blue ring of light shone from within. 'Merlin save us, why Potter. Are you sure it's him.'

Draco nodded and looked down at this thing he wanted to hate but couldn't, ever since it appeared he felt complete misery. Every waking moment spent knowing Potter didn't want him.

'Go to your room Draco. I'm going to go find Potter.'

'No, please don't. He doesn't want me, I tried.'

'You stupid boy, haven't you learned anything.' Snape stabbed at Draco's chest, 'That thing, is a true bond.'

Draco, shrugged, 'That didn't mean Potter knows about it.'

Running a hand through his hair in frustration, Snape couldn't believe how stupid people in love where. 'So a bright blue circle shows up on your chest and you don't research it or ask anyone about it.'

'I know what it means.' Draco felt sick just thinking about it, 'I'm bonded to Potter for life.'

Over whelming pity broke free from the strangle hold in Snape's mind, 'Draco, a life bond can be one sided but what you have is a true bond. It's not a one sided thing, Potter probably feels the same way you do.'

Ron ran into the room, 'Harry, Dumbledore wants you.'

Harry rolled over in bed and groaned, 'I don't feel like it.'

Ron looked over at Seamus and motioned him over, 'Harry, it's important.'

'Fine, lets get this over with fast.' Harry got up too fast and his head started to spin.

Ron and Seamus jumped to his side, stabilizing him.

Seamus didn't like what he felt, 'Harry are you okay mate, you don't look so good upclose.'

Harry sighed and clutched at his chest, 'Yeah well, maybe going Dark wasn't the best thing for me.'

Standing on either side of him, they helped Harry get to Dumbledors office. Hopefully Dumbledore would make sure Harry gets checked by Madam Pomfrey.

Sharp pains shot through Harry's chest, he'd been thinking of Draco way too much and by now he feared Voldermort would have caught on through the connection they shared.

Dumbledore hoped Severus was wrong about all this, he didn't like the thought of a new Dark lord and a Malfoy being bonded. To his surprise his alert spells warned him of three Griffindors coming up his gargoyle staircase. When the got close enough to the doors Dumbledore opened them, revealing a rather haggard looking Harry Potter slumped between two of his house mates.

They all but dragged Harry in and dropped him into a chair. Scratching his head uncomfortably Ron awkwardly stated the obvious, 'I don't think Harry's feeling too well.

Seamingly out of nowhere Snape swooped down on the boys, 'You two can leave.'

Ron hesitatingly looked at Dumbledore.

'I think it's best you go, we'll look after Harry.' It was hard to resist the urge to hand Harry over to the ministry when he was in such a weakened state. The only thing stopping Dumbledore was the slightest chance that Harry might be a different sort of Dark lord.

'Mr Potter.' Snape leaned over Harry, 'I'm disappointed in you.'

Harry had no idea what this was about. Thinking hard he couldn't figure out what it was. 'What did I do.'

'It's not what you have done but what you haven't done Mr Potter.' With a flourish Snape pulled out his wand and flicked it at a cabinet in the corner. The doors flew opened and Dumbledore's pensive floated out. 'I take it you remember this.'

'Yes, Sir.' The hairs on Harry's arms stood on end.

He trusted Snape still it was a fragile trust. 'What are you going to do.'

Stepping back Snape levitated the pensive over his desk. 'I'm going to remind you of something important and show you something you should see.' With that the pensive settled on Dumbledores desk.

Curious Harry came to the desk, 'Why are you doing this.'

Placing the tip of his wand at his temple Snape drew out the memory. 'It's something you have to see to believe, even I was shocked.'

Surprised Harry watched Snape as he flicked the memory into the pensive. Absently rubbing his chest Harry attempted to ease the ache he felt.

Patting Harry on the shoulder, Snape smiled down at Lilly's son. If she could see Harry now. Snape knew she would not be happy, the boy looked miserable and weak.

Only now noticing Dumbledore Harry gave him a weak smile, he wanted to say something but he couldn't come up with anything, it felt like a huge chasm opened between the two of them.

Pulling himself to his feet Harry stumbled over to the pensive. Taking a huge breath he plunged below the surface.

Standing in the main entrance he watched Snape and Malfoy walking through the entrance hall then saw himself come running down the stairs. He watched as his past self violently grabbed Malfoy by the front of his robes pushing him up against the wall.

'How could you do this to me. How!'

'Potter get your filthy hands off me.'

Snape walked towards Harry and Draco but then he stopped and rubbed a hand over his jaw in contemplation.

Harry winced as his past self screamed, 'Why are you going?'

'Potter whether I choose to stay or go is of no concern to you.'

'But you can stay,' His voice sounded broken, strained 'I destroyed all the newspapers for you.'

Draco gracefully twisted out of the weakening hold Harry had on him. 'Potter, your pathetic. You didn't do that for me you did it to attract more media attention to yourself.'

Malfoy turned and walked away, Snape eyed Potter for a few seconds before following his godson.

Just as they got to the doors Harry watched himself clutch his chest before falling to his knees

'Please Malfoy, please I'm asking you nicely, ' With his hand stretched out dramatically he mumbled, 'Please stay.' before collapsing to the ground.

Snape and draco turned around just in time to watch Harry fall to the floor.

What happened next surprised Harry.

'Harry.' Draco ran to his side, turning him over Draco pulled Harry into his lap and shook him. Looking up at his godfather he screamed, 'he's not moving is he dead, he can't be dead.'

Snape ran over and felt for a pulse before casting a diagnostic spell. 'He's still alive, just suffering from exhaustion.'

'Oh,' Draco made to push Harry off.

'No, I wouldn't do that. The contact is giving him strength.'

'What.' Draco pulled Harry closer, 'You mean his Dark.'

'He must be, Light magic doesn't work like that.' Snape bent and caressed Harry's cheek.

Preforming a feather light charm Snape told Draco to carry him to the infirmary.

Harry walked closer as Draco picked him up and held him in his arms. 'Don't worry Potter, I'll look after you, just like you were looking after me when you destroyed all those daily prophets.'

'Stay with him Draco, only leave when he's stable.'

Smirking Draco pulled Harry closer to him, 'You should smell him, I could eat him up.'

'I find sweaty Griffindor unappealing.'

'He doesn't smell like a Griffindor, more like a Slytherin really.'

Harry Pulled out of the Pensive, everything he ever wanted in one experience. He knew he had to find Malfoy. 'Where's Malfoy.'

Snape crossed his arms, he was going to make sure Potter didn't screw things up further. 'Mr Potter, I want you to do something for me first, then I want you to listen.'

'Sure, whatever.'

'Take off your shirt.'

His mind recoiled at the thought, 'What, no!' Looking from Snape to Dumbledore he could see how serious they were, in an attempt to speed things along he complied.

The moment Potter's shirt was off Snape turned to Dumbledore and gestured. 'Is that enough proof for you.'

Dumbledore came around his desk and bent down, examining the circle of light on Harry's chest. 'You say Malfoy has one identical to this.'

'That's correct, it's identical in every way.'

Dumbledore leaned up against his desk, 'Harry, do you know what this is.'

In shame Harry looked down. 'Yes, I'm bonded to Draco Malfoy.'

Snape felt like hitting the boy, 'If you know that then why in Merlins name are you not with him.'

Suddenly remembering why he was doing this, Harry put on a brave face. He could do it, it would be hard but he'll pull through, he had to. Pain ripped through him as he spoke, 'It's to keep him safe, I can't have him die.'

'Safe from what.' Snape hissed, 'at this rate not being acknowledged is going to kill him first.'

Confused and with his heart beating in his throat Harry didn't quiet understand. 'What do you mean.'

Dumbledore bent down and looked Harry in the eyes, 'Harry, Dark wizards have but one weakness, they need to cuddle each other in order to stay sane. A true bond complicates things in that only the other half of the bond will satisfy the need to cuddle.'

Harry started to panic, he needed to get to Draco now. 'Where's Draco.'

Snape approached Potter, 'Calm down Potter.'

Harry screamed, 'Where's Draco.'

Dumbledore raised his voice, 'Harry, calm down.' Using his magic Dumbledore sent calming waves of energy to Harry, evidently this was the wrong thing to do.

Harry could feel Dumbledore trying to calm him, momentarily he resisted then just let it happen. His body relaxed and he fell off the chair. Clutching his chest on the floor, Harry desperately wanted to see Draco. 'Where is he.' He whispered.

Snape checked to see if Potter was alright, he wasn't, 'Potter, he's in the infirmary.'

Without thinking Harry reached out with his magic and pulled.

Snape and Dumbledore jumped back in surprise, Harry Potter had just apperated within Hogwarts.

Landing on his feet Harry looked around in the dark, 'Draco.' He walked forwards knocking a bedpan off a trolly.

The loud racket roused Madam Pomfrey, as she came out her back room the lights came on. Shocked to see a shirtless Potter with a terrified look on his face. The blue ring stood out in stark contrast on his chest, it was obvious he'd come for the Malfoy boy.

Draco wasn't in here, a panicked feeling filled him when he contemplated he might be too late.

'Mr Potter, come with me Mr Malfoy is in a private room.'

Relief flooded Harry and he limped over to Madam Pomfrey, he must of hurt his leg when he landed.

'Mr Potter, I should have a look at your leg first.'

'No, no, please just take me to him.'

Leading the way Madam Pomfrey opened the door to Draco's room.

Stepping into the room Harry could see Draco propped up on pillows, staring listlessly into a corner, 'Malfoy.' There was no response, Harry shoved into the room. 'Draco, it's me.'

Draco turned and saw Harry, scrambling out of bed he just wanted to touch him once, even if Harry didn't want it. He had to, just once.

As the two boys met in a tight embrace Madam Pomfrey shielded her eyes from the blinding light produced from the sudden contact. Closing the door she shook her head, love made people do stupid things.

Long after the light died down they still held each other. Harry ruffled Draco's hair as he hugged him. 'I'm so sorry, I want you so bad Draco I do.'

It felt so good hearing Harry say that, the bond sent pleasure through Draco, the equivalent of a magical blow job. 'Fuck did you feel that.'

Pulling back Harry looked at Draco's true bond mark. Running his fingers over it he smiled. 'Yeah,' Leaning forwards he kissed Draco while running a hand through Draco's soft blond locks.

Draco gasped as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through him, slipping a hand down he grabbed Harry's bum and ground into him.

Harry stiffened and pulled back, he could feel Draco's hard cock and that came as a bit of a surprise. 'Can we just cuddle for now.'

'What, no.' Draco wanted Harry in all hinds of ways, now that he had him he didn't want to let go. A horrible thought flashed through Draco's mind, 'Do you not want me.'

Pulling Draco closer and ignoring his hard length Harry held him, 'I want you more than anything I have ever wanted.'

That didn't make sense, if Harry wanted him then why were they standing here when he could be bent over the bed moaning Harry's name in ecstasy. Draco hated the desperate tone to his voice. 'Then what's the problem. I could start by sucking you off if you want.'

Letting go of Draco Harry immediately ached for more contact. 'You don't have to, it's just.' Harry didn't know how to say thing. Blushing he looked down at the bulge in Draco's pants. 'I have never done anything like this and would rather cuddle first.'

'Oh, I can do that.' Draco took Harry's hand and all but dragged him to bed.

Taking off his pants Harry climbed into bed, snuggling close to Draco, Harry whispered, 'Draco, don't you ever worry about me leaving you. I love you, I really do.'

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