Through the Fire

by Lady-Giovanna-Potter-Malfoy

Harry comes into his magical inheritance on his birthday. He finds out that those thought were his most trusted are the ones that that will hurt him the most. And, the ones that he thought he could never trust are the ones that will stand with him through the fire.

10. Chapter 10-Just From His Touch

Chapter Ten- Just From his Touch

The silence in the room is deafening. It seems everyone is thinking different things at the same time. Horcruxes, Heirs, Hogwarts, Founders and Prophecies. No one knows what to say. Lucius is the first to break the silence after Harry's strings of curses.

"I need a drink." As soon as the words are out of his mouth, a glass of fire whiskey appeared in his hand. He looked down at the glass and then at the occupants in the room. At the moment, too many things are happening, and it seemed he forgot that he is a wizard. "Severus, when did you start doing Wandless magic?" He asks in surprise.

Severus gave him an exhausting look "You know my limitations to Wandless magic, I…."

"It's ok; you can show yourself," Luna says before Severus can continue any further. A figure shimmers in the center of the room. She is transparent you can see the other side of the room through her, and yet she is breathtakingly beautiful. She had long flowing blond possibly on the safe side of white hair with white eyes. Her white eyes slowly travel around the room and settles on Harry and Neville. She glided over to them and placed a kiss each on their foreheads. Harry could have sworn he felt the warmth of her lips before.

"Thank you for protecting us Lady Hogwarts," Neville says.

She looked at them both with sadness in her eyes. "I wish I could have protected you better. Especially you young Harry." It saddened her to know what they went through. Each went through their own hate whether it is by the hand and mouth of those who are supposed to protect them. "Time is at hand, my Heirs, my sons." She then turns to the others in the room.

"I agree," said the Malfoy Lord. Harry did not know what to do. Since Lucius entered the room, he could not stop staring at him. Draco looks so much like his father. He is handsome and strong magically and physically; he did not look like a man in his late thirties. Harry sighs, why has Draco not gotten back to me? Did he change his mind? No, that could not be it. We are destined to be with each other.

Harry realizes the more he thinks of Draco, the more his feelings changed and grows. If someone told him that he would fancy Draco Malfoy, he would have laughed in their face then hex them. But who wouldn't want Draco? The way he kissed and held me he felt his body melted against Draco. I really did not want Draco to let me go. But Harry knows it was not the time for them to meet face to face. The way Harry feelings are starting to develop so quickly he wonders if he already had strong feelings for Draco before he came into his inheritance? Harry is so deep in thought he was not even paying attention to the discussion going on around him.

Harry turns to whisper in Neville's ears. "Where's you mate tonight? Why didn't you invite him?"

"I want to keep this between us for awhile," Neville whispers back. "We just started getting to know each other. It is not fair to throw him in the middle of this yet. Besides I'm not ready for him to meet the family so to speak."

Harry nods his head and chuckles, in understanding. The family so to speak are the Founders. Harry has forced himself not to go to their private quarters. Harry also wonders if he will feel the same way when it comes to Draco. He glances over to Lucius, who in a word is his soon to be father-in-law and wonders if the older man figured out that he is Draco's mate. Harry studies his face without being too obvious and realizes that Lucius, is too involved in what is going on in the now to concern himself with Harry being other than what he is at this moment.

"So the first thing that we need to do is find out where and what the Horcruxes are before Dumbledore tries to convince Harry it is up to him to go off and look for them all," Remus states pulling Harry into the conversation.

Severus turns his attention to Lucius, "Lucius do you know what they are?"

Nodding his head "It is very dark magic, even I would not mess with something so dangerous. A witch or a wizard seeking immortality hides a fragment of his or her soul. Creating a Horcrux gives one the ability to anchor one's soul to the earth if the body has been destroyed; the more Horcruxes one creates, the closer one they become to true immortality. Creating multiple Horcruxes is suggested to be costly to the creator, by both diminishing their humanity and even physically disfiguring them. Which would explain his current appearance."

"And I am one of Voldemorts Horcrux?" Harry asks.

"Not anymore" Lady Hogwarts answers. "His soul was ripped from your body the night you and your brother became my true sons. Darkness cannot abide in the soul and body of a Light Lord."

"Wait! I thought the Headmaster was the Light Lord?" Harry asks in surprise.

Lady Hogwarts shakes her head "He has strayed from his path and purpose in this life, his heart has become corrupt with greed for fame. His manipulations and lies sewed seeds and hate in others, and light can no longer live in them."

"What does that mean for me?" Harry needed to know.

"It means my young heir you will make mistakes, and you will make greatness happen." Starts Lady Hogwarts. "You do not care for fame but to live in peace. You and your brother understand the meaning of Love and what you must do to hold on that love."

Again the room is rendered in silence. How can one conversation lead to so many revelations?

"So now we have to find the other broken souls" Begins one of the twins.

"Once we do that, we will be able to get rid of Voldemort," Neville adds in.

It would be better if we could find them without Dumbledore knowing" Said one of the twins.

"Maybe we should get rid of both Voldemort and Dumbledore the same time? Said the other.

"No!" Harry yells, "I want to take care of them one by one. I want to see the look on their faces when I exact my revenge. Fred, George do you have anything against me if I go after your family."

"As long as you leave Charlie, Bill, Fleur, Percy and Dad alone. The rest is all yours." One replies and the other nodded.

Harry had to know "Do you think the other's knew what your mother and Dumbledore was up to?"

"We can assure you they did not," Fred says,

"Since they met you they think the world of you," Counters George.

"When they find out what mum and the rest are up to," Fred adds.

"They will be pissed," They say together.

After that conversation went into other plans what step they will take. The twins said they will secretly speak to the rest of their family without their mother knowing. Severus and Lucius will look for clues as to where the other Horcruxes could be.

Harry tells them what Dumbledore spoke to Ron and Hermione about what they are but did not know where they are hidden. They also told Harry to delay talking to the Headmaster for as long as possible this way Severus could come up with a way for him not to be alone with the man. Sooner or later he will have to talk to the Headmaster without making him suspicious.

Before Lucius leaves to return home, he ask if it was ok to Narcissa know what was going on. Lucius express to them he will her swear under a wizard's oath. They all agreed that it is ok. Harry was tempted to ask Lucius things about Draco. But he changed his mind. He was not ready to do the in-law thing as yet.

Harry and Neville make it back to their dorm before curfew. During their walk, both men discuss the possibility of moving into the private quarters, but Neville decides he would rather wait until Harry and Draco have worked out their relationship issues. They separate and go to their beds and takes care of their nightly needs. Harry stops short and gasps when he moves his curtains to the side and see an envelope with the name "Evan" on the front. Bending down slowly Harry picks up the envelope and inspects it, the only one person knows him by that name. Draco. Nerves of doubts hit him in his gut. What if this is a rejection letter? Only one way to find out. Harry sits on the edge of his bed, taking a deep breath, and he opens the letter with shaky hands.

My Dearest Evan,

I know you must be wondering if I have rejected your request. How can I? When holding you and kissing you again is all I can think about constantly. There is so much I want to know about you. Besides, finding out who you really are, I want to know what are your likes and dislikes. Do you have any siblings?

I could not wait for you to reply so I had this parchment charmed. All you need to do is write on it, and I will see it on another parchment I also have charmed. I hope to hear from you soon.

Yours Truly,
Draco

Harry sits there for a few minutes, trying to decide what to say first. He already decided that he will respond after he gets ready for bed. Changing out of his clothes, and takes a shower to wash off the stress of the day then put on his silk pajama pants. Thanking Merlin as he slips into the comfortable pants the he does not have to wear Dudley's hand me downs. Harry climbs into his bed, shuts his curtains placing a silencing and sticking charm so that he would not be disturbed. He picks up the parchment and begins to write.

Harry: Green.

Harry waits with baited breath for Draco to write back. He looks at the clock and realize it is later than he thought. Maybe he went to bed. Harry decides to wait a little while longer hoping that Draco is already in bed. Harry gets ready to put the parchment away and put the light out when he sees it.

Draco: What took you so long? I was getting ready to go to bed.

Harry: I just got back to my dorm. I did not realize how late it was. I would have waited to respond to you in the morning before I went to breakfast.

Draco: No that is quite all right. This conversation is starting out on the wrong foot. How about we start over. How was your day?

Harry: (Smiling ) It was all right it got a bit stressful in some parts.

Draco: (Concern expression) What was stressful about it?

Harry did not know how to answer that he was not ready to tell Draco everything. Harry want to ease Draco into his life and troubles a little at a time. What did he tell him?

Draco: Stop doing that.

Harry: Doing what?

Draco: Biting your bottom lip. That is my job.

Harry eyes widen in surprise when he realizes that his bottom lip is indeed caught in his teeth. His brows crease. How the hell did Draco know that?

Harry: H-how did you know I am biting on my bottom lip?

Draco: (Chuckles) I can tell it is something you do when you are thinking deeply, also because of the way your lips feel whenever we kiss. Now tell me how was your day.

Harr blushes, Draco knows about one of his habits.

Harry: Very well my Dominant. My day was a bit stressful because of classes and studying. Professor Snape's essay took me three hours to complete. Will you tell me something about yourself? Everyone knows of Draco Malfoy, but no one really knows the real you. The only thing I know about you is that you like Quidditch. And, You are the heir to the Malfoy line and that you are an only child. You were sorted into Slytherin.

Draco: That paper is not due until next Thursday. Let's see what I can tell you. It's not the fact that I like quidditch it is more so is I love to fly. I get this freedom being in the air; sometimes I don't ever want to come down. What house were you sorted in? Will you call me that once we are fully mated? I love hearing the words on your sweet lips my submissive.

Oh, Merlin Draco is flirting with him. Harry has never had anyone tell him that is lips are sweet. What do I say back? He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth then release it quickly after he realized what he did.

Harry: I know the feeling. When I am on a broom, it feels as I nothing can stop me. The first time I got on a broom I was not sure if I would like it scared the living shit out of me. But the minute was in the air I felt the freedom of letting go. I was supposed to be sorted into Slytherin, but I talked the hat into sorting me into Gryffindor. And, my Dominant I will call you whatever you want as long as I am yours.

Draco sits shocked for a minute, and he is not sure what to address first. Evan could have been sorted in his house. He did not know what to say. His mate is cunning enough to talk the sorting hat out of placing him in Slytherin. Draco chuckles, I will need to stay on my toes or Evan will run circles around me if he can talk a magical artifact out of doing something he prefers to do. So my mate is a Gryffindor? Draco knows there is a chance that his mate would not be in his house. He was not expecting a Gryffindor; a Ravenclaw was his first guess. I will just have to get over that part.

Draco: Why did you talk the hat out of sorting you into Slytherin? Despite the rumors, it is a great house, with intelligent and powerful wizards and witches. Not all of us are out for world annihilation. We look out for each other. You are quite the little tease my mate. (Smiles)

Harry: Maybe I should begin by explaining that I did not know I was a wizard until just before I started Hogwarts. I did not know there was a war going on between light and dark. And, I was told that only dark and evil wizards are sorted into Slytherin. So when the hat told me I would fit perfectly in both houses, I chose the Gryffs. I realize I was wrong to judge based on the word or mouth of others that seeing for myself. Also, the first person my age that I met was sorted into Slytherin, and they did not leave me with a very good impression of Slytherins. My Dominant, if I do not tease you, then some other may catch your eyes. (winks)

Draco: There is so much I do not understand. How could you not know you are a wizard?

Teasing between them seems to be over, and Harry was hoping it continued. He enjoyed the light banter between, versus the arguing, hexing and fighting they have done over the years.

Harry: I grew up with muggles, my father was a wizard, and my mother was a muggle-born witch. My parents died when I was a baby. The muggles I live with do not like magic, so they treated horribly. I was made to cook and clean for them. They starved me, my cousin bullied me every chance he got. One time I was running from my cousins and his friends, I just wanted to get away from them. The next thing I knew I was on top of the roof of my primary school. My uncle nearly killed me that night. Even then I did not know that I did magic.

Draco is pissed. His mate was abused. How dare anyone raises a hand to what belongs to him! They will pay for their idiocy. Children in the magical world are treasured. There were times his parents got angry at something stupid he might have done but, they never abused him. When he did accidental magic, they took it in stride. Someone hurt his mate. His Veela wants to find Evan's family and kill them. He would not be convicted, as a Veela his duty is to protect his submissive mate no matter the cost.

Draco: I want to kill them! I want to kill them for hurting you!

Harry: You do not need to worry about them, my Dominant. Their days are numbered. Let's talk about happier things. What do you want to do when you graduate from Hogwarts?

Draco: I will always worry about you, my Evan. It is my job as your mate to protect you. Never doubt that. Your safety and that of any kits we might have comes first. You are not alone any longer. My mum and dad will be so happy to meet you and wait until I tell them what happened to you. Mum will probably castrate your uncle and cousin, and Dad knows more dark curses than anyone I know. As for what I want to do after I graduate from Hogwarts. I love potions; I have been studying under Professor Snape and be a Potions Master. I guess I should tell you now he is my Godfather. What about you? What are your plans after Hogwarts besides spending the rest of your life loving me and our kits? By the how many do you want to have? Is it too early to ask that question?

Harry: It is nice to know that will always worry about me. I don't have a lot of people I can trust in my life. I don't want anyone to die for me. I am not worth it. After Hogwarts, my plans are to be an Arithmancer. I think numbers are fascinating. I want to remain here and be a Professor, and I believe I will enjoy teaching and seeing the faces of the students when they get it. I knew Professor Snape was your godfather, and I heard that rumor somewhere. It's good to have close family. I have someone I consider my brother and my best friend, so I understand family ties. Kits do you know how weird it is for me to know that men can have children in the wizarding world. No, my, Draco it is not too early. This time is for us to get to know each other. I want lots of kits, and I want to fill our home with their laughter and their joys. Do you think it will happen that we will love each other for the rest of our lives?

Draco: An Arithmancer is a magnificent career. I could see where it would seem a little odd to you that wizards can have babies if you were not brought up in our world. You are worth it. I will prove it to you every day of our life. Because once a Malfoy finds the one they are meant to be with they never let them go. I want to make you happy Evan. I am glad you want to have a lot of children, as an only child it can sometimes get boring and lonely. I never want our children to feel lonely.

Harry: I'd like that. I am very happy we feel the same way about children. Having a family of my own is important. Not having a mother and father puts that need inside of me to be a good parent. I think we should go to bed now, some of us have a full day of classes. Um..Draco do you think we can talk like this again tomorrow night?

Draco: Then I will make sure that the future home we have buy will be large enough for all the children we desire. We can talk like this until you are comfortable for us to meet face to face. Go to sleep my parum minx (little minx) dream of me. Good night, my sweet Submissive.

Harry: Good Night my protective Dominant you are never far from my thoughts.

Over the next couple of weeks, Draco could not stop smiling. His friends noticed a difference in the way that he is acting. Each night he returns to his dorm and spends hours talking to Evan until he is about to fall asleep. Evan was right, they are taking the first step in getting to know each other. Draco is finding out so many things about his mate, for instance, Evan has a dry sense of humor. He can be just as snarky as any Slytherin. Despite having to learn it at an early age, his Evan loves to garden and cook. Draco still wants to know who his mate really is. But Draco finds that getting to know Evan this way give him something more to look forward to when they finally meet face to face. A few times Draco wonders if Evan is his mate's real name. No matter how many questions he asked to look for clues the next day he still did not know who his mate is.

Draco is sitting at the Slytherin table eating his breakfast when the owls swarm into the hall. Again the gray spotted owl flies over to him, this time she had a package with her. She drops the package in front of his plate then flys off without waiting for a treat. Draco looks at the neatly wrapped box with interest.

He eagerly opens the package to see what his mate sent him. What he saw inside the box made him laugh out loud. Shocking his friends and everyone in the Great Hall. Draco reached into the box and picked up a green stuffed dragon that was charmed to look like it was breathing fire. His mate is so sweet and endearing.

Draco remembers the conversation during one of their nightly chats. Draco asks Evan a silly question like if he could be any animal what would it be. Evan said he would like to be a dragon. Because dragons have the freedom to be fly without any inhibitions. They both thought it was funny that his name Draco also means dragon.

"Well it seems our Draco has an admirer," Pansy says with an arch of her eyebrow. Draco still has not told his friends that he's found his mate. Draco finds that after they began their nightly talks he wants to keep the knowledge of Evan a secret for a little longer. "I wonder who can garner such a reaction out of you, Draco darling," she goes on.

Draco turned and looked at her then smirks, "That is for me to know and for you to investigate." If he knows Pansy the way, he does she is going to become a wolf searching for a bone to figure out who gave him Draco the stuffed dragon. Draco hopes he figures out Evans identity before she does.

Blaise and Theo looked at him as if they know something that Draco does not especially Blaise. "It seems you have found what you have been looking for, my friend," Blaise says to him.

"Indeed," Draco responds maybe he will speak more with Blaise about it later. Out of all his friends, He is closer to Blaise than all the others in his group of friends. Draco put his dragon back in the box, and then shrinks it to fit in his pocket. Draco gets up from the table and goes to his first class of the day.

Walking out of the great hall, Draco ignores the rest of the Slytherin table. They are shocked to see the stoic, Prince of Slytherin laughing in such a public settings. It is public knowledge that Slytherin's did not show their emotions no matter what. No one will be brave enough to challenge the Slytherin Prince on his outburst because they are not prepared for the consequence.

Across the hall Harry is happy; he waited with anticipation as Hedwig flew to Draco. Harry charmed her from snow white to a spotted black and gray owl with blue eyes and named her Athena. He made sure she is unrecognizable to those who knows the way she looks. He watched as she flys into the great hall and goes straight to Draco, dropping the package then flying out of the Great Hall. Harry watch as Draco looks at the package like an eager little child. Harry is beginning to read Draco a lot better than before he got to know him Draco opens the box and then laughs. The joy on his mate's face and the happiness in his laughter did something funny to Harry's inside that shot to his groin.

Moving his gaze away from his mate, Harry also, noticed the look of apprehension on the faces of those sitting next to Draco. Draco turned and looked at Pansy speaking to her then Blasé and Theo. Harry does not know what is said only a few minutes later, Draco shrinks his gift then put it in his pocket gets up from the table and walks out of the Great Hall. Harry is so happy that Draco liked his gift he thought nothing could ruin his good mood. Harry spoke too soon.

"Oi, who would get the ferret, a dragon" Harry shrugs his shoulders at Ron's question. But in the inside he is growling that this fool would speak ill of his mate.

"He has been acting quite strange this year," says Hermione. "I think this is the first year since we have started Hogwarts we did not get into a confrontation with him," she continues.

"Maybe he is up to something for you-know-who. You can't trust a ferret like him" Harry looks at Ron with exasperation. Ron always thinks that Draco and every Slytherin are up to something. His hate for the Malfoys supersedes anything sane. Harry did not feel like sitting around and hear Ron continue to berate his mate. Finishing the rest of his pumpkin juice, he got up and began his day of classes.

Harry is happy this is the last class of the day then he is going to his room and talk with Draco. Neville will be spending time with his mate, and Harry is not meeting with the new inner circle until tomorrow night. But before meeting with them Harry, Remus and Severus are going to have dinner together. Sort of a godfather and godson type of thing. They are seated in potions when Professor Snape walked in and began giving out instructions to the class.

Draco is sitting in his usual seat in the front the class. Harry makes sure he has a seat that will give him the perfect view of his mate; he also did not want to sit away from Hermione. "For the rest of the semester you will be required to work with a partner. You will be working on the truth serum. I will assign your partners, and I do not care if you like them or not. I am not here to pander to your needs." Severus starts calling out the pairs.

"Parkinson, Granger

"Bulstrode, Zabini"

"Nott, Greengrass"

"Potter, Malfoy"

Harry did not hear anything else after that. His breathing starts to get shallow at the thought that he will have to work closely with Draco. Since finding out Draco is his mate other than the midnight kisses he has kept his distance from him. Now they will be working together for the rest of the semester. What is he going to do? What if Draco recognizes his touch or his scent? There is only so much he can do to keep his secret from Draco.

"POTTER!" Harry jumps at the sound of his name. "Are deaf child move your arse or would you like for me to gather your things for you." Professor Snape yells. Harry looks around the class and sees everyone staring back at him. Harry feels a bit embarrassed for zoning out and quickly gathers his books and goes to sit beside Draco. As Harry takes his, seat, he tries to make sure it is far enough from Draco so that with all the chemicals they will use his mate will not be able to decipher his scent. Harry's heart is pounding so fast it feels as if it will jump out of his chest. Draco is looking at him with his usual sneer. And it hurts Harry to have his mate looking at him with such disgust.

"You get the supplies, and I will start the base," Draco demands. Without hearing another word, Harry leaps from his seat and run to the storage room. He slowly gathers the supplies they will need all the while he tries to figure out the best way to make sure Draco does not smell him or touch him. Harry is not ready for Draco to find out he is his mate. Getting and idea Harry see's a jar of Caesium. Picking it up adding to his piles of supply. Stupid, as it may be Harry, did not know exactly what he was going to do with it, but he is sure will something will come up. Harry slowly walks back to where Draco is stirring the base of their potion, and he put the supplies down on the table one by one. He made sure to place the Caesium last and on the edge of their workstation.

"Start cutting up the dandelion root finely. I would like to have the prep work done before class is finished." He tells Harry. "And Potter do not mangle the root."

Picking up the root Harry moves it closer to where the Caesium jar sits and starts chopping the root. No one will every believe that Harry Potter enjoys potions, it is like cooking and for a minute he forgets his worry and focuses on what he is doing. Harry cuts the roots in perfect thin slices so that his mate would not find anything wrong with them. He did not hear Draco talking to him.

Until Draco touched him on his arm to get his attention and Harry flinches then looks up to see irritated blue-grey eyes looking down at him. The feel of Draco's hand burnt through to Harry's skin. Feelings desire than fear for his mate coursed through his body. Harry and Draco stare at each other for what seemed like forever, nothing or no one existed in the world but them. And, that is when Harry see's the realization in Draco's eyes. Harry tries to break away from Draco's penetrating gaze and touch. The need to get out of there, to run and out of there, get far away from Draco's as fast as his legs can move. But he was not moving, Draco still had a hold on him, and he is not ready. Not ready for Draco to reject him. Harry realizes he is strong in so many things, but the fear that his mate rejecting him left him weak.

Pulling his arm roughly away from Draco, Harry forgot about the jar of Caesium, and he knocked over. The jar shatters to the floor breaking. Smoke starts to fill the room. And Harry uses this opportunity to flee the classroom. Harry turns and slips on the spilled contents. Hitting his head on the edge of the desk and falls to the ground, the last thing Harry remembers seeing are blue-grey eyes looking at him. He could not decipher if they were from concern or anger.

Draco is at the moment he does not know how to feel. On one hand, he is pissed, and on the other he is concerned. He finally knows the identity of his mate and it is Harry Bloody Potter. Draco can not decide if he is angry that Harry is his mate or because it took him this long to figure it out. Draco sighs and runs his fingers through his hair, then looks at his hands. The one that grabbed on to his mates arm, the one that still burns from his touch. Harry is his mate, when did I begin to see him as Harry, it feels natural to say Harry and not Evan, it feels so right.

Draco is concerned because now Harry is in the hospital for inhaling toxic fumes, and he could not go to him. They need to talk, and there are things Draco have to figure out. He needed to find out if everything Harry said to him were lies to garner his sympathy. Draco already figured out the name Evan is not his. And, yet, what if everything he confided to me is the truth the way he grew up, the abuse he experienced. Merlin helps the bastards who hurt my mate.

Draco thinks back to the moment in class, and what possessed to touch Harry in class and could not recall a particular reason. It seemed like the most natural thing to do. But from the moment his fingers touched his Harrys skin. He felt complete, and he didn't want to let him. It confused Draco more than anything.

Right at this moment, Draco feels so out of his depth. He is so used to being in control of everyone and everything around him. But right now he needs some advice before he goes to the infirmary and talk to Harry. Draco needs honest answers to his questions. The only person he knows besides his parents who will be honest with him is his Uncle Sev.