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Chapter 10
Neville and Blaise were sitting in Harry's bedchamber, listening to Harry's explanation of the previous days and waiting for Draco to wake up. The blonde had been sleeping for a few hours, at first he had tossed and turned restlessly but had settled down when Harry climbed in and held him.
After about 3 hours of waiting the blonde shows signs of waking, shifting on the bed and scrunching up his eyes. Untangling his arms from the blankets holding them, he rubs his eyes and blinks them open. Looking up he smiles when he spots Harry grinning down at him. Lifting his head up he searches for a kiss, moaning happily when Harry obliges him. The vampire moves them both into a sitting position with the smaller male sitting on his lap. They continue their heated kiss until a rough cough startles them into separating.
When he spots their audience Draco promptly blushes brightly and buries his face in Harry's neck, as the vampire chuckles and holds him tighter. Neville smiles and steps forwards.
"Draco? Would you mind if I ask you some questions?" he asks gently, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. Draco turns in Harry's arms and nods hesitantly.
"Did your father give you a potion or cast a spell on you on your sixteenth birthday?" Neville asks, watching the blonde intently. Draco casts his memory back, thinking hard. Finally he nods.
"Was it a spell?" Draco shakes his head, hair tickling Harry's chin. "A potion?" When the young male nods Neville looks thoughtful.
"It was probably just a represent potion. There's a spell that's used on people whose inheritance was interrupted and went wrong. I have one in my office, I can go get it. It will be painful, would you like to do it now or wait?" Neville asks. Harry stares intently into Draco's eyes.
"Do you want to do this now?" he questions gently, running his fingers through soft hair. The smaller male closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. With his eyes still closed he nods twice. Harry pulls him closer and kisses him on the forehead.
"Go get the potion, Nev" Harry says. Neville rushes out of the room, which is silent aside from the occasional whispered kiss between the two on the bed, until he returns. Holding up a potion that swirls gold and silver he moves over to the bed and instructs Harry to lay Draco down in the middle.
"You can't be touching for this, it would interfere. Harry, you have to let go" Neville pulls Harry away from Draco, pushing him towards Blaise. He turns back to the bed and the distraught blonde trying to climb off it.
"Draco, it's okay. It's safer for you both if you don't touch during this" Neville passes him the vial. Harry stops struggling in Blaise's hold when Draco's tear-filled eyes turn in his direction.
"It's alright Dragon. I'm right here. Just drink the potion for me okay" Harry smiles encouragingly at his mate. Wiping his face with one hand Draco takes another deep breath and downs the potion in one gulp. Grimacing he hands the empty vial over to Neville.
The occupants of the room hold their breaths as the blonde sits there gazing at them uncertainly.
Suddenly Draco makes a whimpering sound and curls forwards around his stomach before collapsing onto the bed. Hands and feet dig into the comforter as his back arches and a ragged scream tears from his throat. Harry growls, eyes flashing red and fangs lengthening. Neville and Blaise grab an arm each and struggle to hold the howling vampire still.
"HARRY STOP! THIS IS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!HE'LL BE FINE!" Neville shouts.
On the bed Draco lets out another scream and begins to glow a shining gold colour. Crying and moaning with the pain running through him the young wizard thrashes on the bed. Vaguely he can see Harry struggling not to run to him and has to restrain himself from calling out to his vampire, not wanting to make it harder on his mate. Another wave of fiery agony rips through him, centred on his back. Rolling onto his stomach he pushes his face into a pillow, biting down on the softness and muffling his pained cries. Sharp pain lances through his back like someone is dragging knives through the skin and muscle.
The three observes stare in wonder and horror as two large slits open up along the pale back, large white wings bursting out a moment later. They jump as the winged form on the bed lets out one final scream of pain and erupts with light, shielding their eyes they wait a few moments before slowly lifting their heads. Harry immediately moves over to the bed, collapsing to his knees by the pale blonde head. Reaching out a hand he runs his fingers down a flushed cheek.
"Dragon?" he whispers softly, sighing in relief when dazed silver eyes open slowly. Carding his fingers through damp hair the vampire brushes a kiss across Draco's forehead.
"Are you alright?" Draco blinks and nods, licking his lips and then shaking his head.
"Back...feels funny" the blonde whispers to him, reaching out a hand and tangling it in black locks. Harry grins and lets out a chuckle.
"I bet it does, seeing as it now has wings attached to it" Harry smiles as Draco's eyes widen and he makes an aborted attempt to sit up. Harry eases his hands under his small mate and lifts him from the bed, carrying him across the room and placing him in front of a wall length mirror.
Draco stares at himself in the mirror in shock, emerging from his back are two shining white wings, the arches just above his head and the tips crossing over just above his knees. Concentrating he smiles happily at Harry when they stretch out, laughing when one knocks Blaise over. They have a wingspan of twice the length of his arms. Looking closely he can see barely visible metallic swirls running through the feathers.
"They're beautiful" Harry murmurs, holding Draco from behind and pressing a kiss to his neck. Draco blushes and concentrates again, gasping when the wings seem to fold into him.
"Whoa, that's really cool. They've turned into a metallic silver tattoo or something" Harry says, swinging Draco up into his arms again. "Neville?" The healer steps forward and smiles gently at the blonde cradled in their leaders arms.
"I have a suspicion of what he might be but I have to look a few things up first. He needs to eat, something sweet with sugar in it and then sleep" with that the brunette leaves the room, already writing something down on the parchment in his hands. Blaise steps forwards and grins at his exhausted friend who smiles back and reaches his arms out for a hug. Glancing quickly at Harry for approval, he steps forwards and hugs his friend back. Stepping back he half bows respectfully to Harry.
"I will have someone from the kitchens send up something for him. Is there anything else you need?"
"No thank you Blaise. After that you should rest. I can see the circles under your eyes. Tomorrow I want to start going over intel on Lucius Malfoy" Harry growls lowly when his mate flinches and whimpers softly in his arms "He and I are going to have a little chat soon about how he treated my Dragon" he snarls menacingly. Draco lifts his head and looks up at his vampire who has a faraway look in his eyes. He can tell that his mate is thinking about how to torture his father but can't bring himself to care. Because his mates doing it for him. Because harry loves him and wants to protect him. Draco smiles to himself because no one has ever cared about him so much before. Sighing happily he curls closer to his vampire's chest, soothed by the sub vocal growls he can hear.
A/N: I AM SO SO VERY SORRY THAT IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO UPDATE! TO MAKE IT UP TO EVERYONE I WILL BE DOING AN UPDATE FOR EACH OF MY STORIES THIS WEEK! ENJOY AND REVIEW!
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