Sorry, I know its taken forever. I'm back at school and rowing now, so updates will probably take longer. But we're nearly there anyway, so its not the end of the world.

Chapter 11

On Thursday morning, Harry woke up happier than he'd ever been in his life. He was going to bond with Draco and it was going to be perfect. In the bed next to his, Draco was sitting up, rubbing his eyes.

"Dove, after breakfast I want you to stay with Greg and Vince. I need to sort everything out for this afternoon."

Draco yawned, "Yes, Master."

They both got dressed, then Harry gestured for Draco to sit in the chair in front of the vanity. Harry stood behind him and brushed out his hair until it shone. Taking a piece of hair from the front of each side, he plaited both about a third of their length. He had asked Pansy and Hermione to teach him how to do it, which they had done with enthusiasm, all the time cooing about how cute it was that he wanted to learn. Then he brought both plaits back to meet behind his head, clipping them in place with the clasp he had bought. It shrank the fit the smaller size. The plaits finished inside the clasp, so bellow it Draco's hair hung freely.

Harry pulled Draco to his feet, turning him around. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you, sir." Draco blushed.

"I mean it." Harry pulled him in for a chaste kiss. "Now, breakfast."

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"You need to make him feel secure."

"Reassure him, he'll be scared."

"Make sure he sees you enjoying yourself."

"He just wants to serve you."

"But it has to be good for him too, remember."

Harry threw up his hands to defend himself. "Guys please, I can only retain so much information."

Greg grinned. "Sorry, we just want it to go well."

"It will go well," Vince asserted, "you guys are gonna do fine."

Harry nodded. "So talk me to the ritual again."

"We'll cast a circle, then you and Draco will be bonded in front of the Goddess. Pansy will do the honours, she knows the ritual. All you have to do is say yes to all the questions, Draco already knows his part."

"With the whole Goddess thing..."

"Don't worry, you don't have to be faithful. It's just the pureblood way of bonding, plenty of us don't really believe." Vince assured Harry.

"I do," Greg said.

"Yeah, and so do Draco and Pansy, but I'm not really sure about it, and Blaise and Theo don't believe at all."

"Is Draco really serious about Wiccan?"

"Yeah, he observes all the Sabbats. He stays up all night before Litha - er, what you'd call summer solstice - and he builds a bonfire for Beltane, that's May Day. There's loads more, eight Sabbats in total."

"I have a lot to learn about his life, don't I?"

"Yeah, but don't worry about that. I don't think he's expecting you to know him inside out, it's enough that you're willing to learn."

Harry nodded, accepting the wisdom of Greg's words. "So what happens now?"

It was Vince who answered him. "Draco's with Pansy getting ready, and Theo and Blaise are purifying the space we're going use. Once that's all done we'll go and cast the circle and start the ritual. So in about ten minutes."

Harry took a bracing breath. "Ten minutes, right." Ten minutes until he bonded with Draco for life.

Greg looked at him intently. "You don't have to do this, you know. You still have another week to complete the bond."

"Yeah," Vince continued, "Dove would understand if you wanted more time to think about it."

"No, I'm certain. I want to do this now. I'm just nervous, you know?"

Vince laughed. "Goddess, yeah. Greg and I aren't getting married until Christmas and I'm terrified already."

"Hey!"

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When Harry entered the dungeon room he was stunned. The ceiling was high arches, presumably stretching up into the next floor. The room was lit only by candles, arranged to mark out the circle. In the east yellow candles described the circle, a want of crystal lying among them, signifying air. In the south red candles were placed with bejewelled athame lying with them, signifying fire. In the west blue candles burnt next to a chalice, signifying water. In the north green candles had been lit with a silver pentacle by them, signifying air. In the centre of the circle was an alter with purple candles burning atop it, signifying spirit.

Draco was already standing in the middle of the circle, next to the alter. His hair was loose but interspersed with tiny braids, silver threads and metal beads. He wore a shear silver robe over a black tunic. His feet were bare and he wore no make up or jewellery. Harry felt a shiver go through him as he looked at what would soon be his. Draco looked perfect.

Harry was guided to the centre of the circle, then the others took their places. Greg stood in the north, Vince in the south, Theo in the west and Blaise in the east. Pansy stood on the opposite side of the alter from the couple. Hermione, Neville, Ginny and an assortment of Harry's friends stood at the sides of the room where they could watch without getting in the way.

Greg started the proceedings. "I call the element of earth into the circle to preside over this bond."

Blaise continued. "I call the element of air into the circle to preside over this bond."

Vince said his part. "I call the element of fire into the circle to preside over this bond."

It was Theo's turn next. "I call the element of water into the circle to preside over this bond."

Finally Pansy spoke. "I call the element of spirit into the circle to preside over this bond." Warmth flooded the room as the circle was completed, then Pansy continued. "Draco, please make your oath."

Without further prompting, Draco dropped to his knees. "I swear obedience to you, my Master, to do your will before my own. My duty is to you above all others, including myself. Your care and comfort, pleasure and prosperity are my foremost concerns. If I am disobedient, my punishment will be yours to decide. My life is yours to use as you see fit."

Harry shifted a little. This was slightly uncomfortable and incredibly erotic at the same time. All his friends hearing the nature of his relationship with Draco, not that they hadn't already guessed.

"Do you accept this oath, Harry?" Pansy asked.

"Yes. I do."

"Then you are bonded in the eyes of the Goddess, may She bless your bond."

Pansy offered Harry a goblet, he took it, drinking a sip. It tasted sweet like syrup, or nectar. Harry held the goblet down so Draco could have a taste, holding the paler boys chin possessively in his hand as he fed him the liquid. When it was finished Pansy took the goblet from him, which was lucky, there was no way Harry could have put it down. He could feel Draco, feel him. Like they had been born joined together. Maybe there had been something in that drink. He felt dizzy. Hands were picking Draco up off the floor, placing him in Harry's arms. Those hand guided Harry out of the dungeons, towards their rooms, but Harry couldn't really pay any attention, all he could feel was Draco.

They were pushed unceremoniously into their room by whom Harry later guessed were Greg and Vince. Once inside things seemed to solidify again. Harry had a dazed looking blonde in his arms, blinking up at him with shining grey eyes.

"Okay, pet?"

"Yes, Master."

"Harry, love. Tonight it's Harry."

"Yes, Harry."

"Not nervous, are you love?"

"Well, a little, Master - er, Harry. I don't really know what to do."

"Don't do anything, darling, just let me do what I want to you."

"Of course, Harry."

Harry pulled loose the tie holding closed Draco's silver robe. It fell from his shoulders to pool on the floor like molten metal. Next came the black slip. It too was held only by a tie, the entire outfit was designed for easy access to Draco's body. He pushed that to the floor as well where it mixed with the silver to make a stormy grey.

Harry moaned in arousal as Draco's body was revealed to him. The smaller boy was completely naked now, and hard. A beautiful flush coloured his pale skin and he quaked a little under Harry's gaze. Harry stroked him gently, down his neck then chest, his stomach then finally his cock. Dove whimpered under his Master's touch. He'd never felt anything like it before.

"Oh, Goddess, Master."

"Kneel for me, Draco."

Draco did as he was asked while Harry quickly undressed. Harry positioned himself in front of Draco, slipping a hand behind his submissive's head.

"Master, Harry, I don't know how..."

"It's okay, pet, just open your mouth for me, I'll do the rest."

Draco obeyed immediately. Harry groaned as he slid past Draco's lips and they sealed around his cock. He slid further into that wet heat, feeling the head of his cock brushing the back of Draco's throat. Draco gagged a little but controlled it. Harry only thrust into Draco's mouth a little before pulling out.

"I want to fuck you." Harry said hoarsely.

"Please," whispered Draco desperately.

Harry picked Draco up gently and laid him on the king sized bed which had replaced their separate ones. Draco eagerly spread his legs, bending his knees. Harry knelt between them and slipped his fingers between Draco's cheeks, stroking his tightly closed hole. Draco moaned. Harry raised a hand to Draco's lips and encouraged him to suck two fingers. He did so and Harry brought them back down to play gently. Draco's breath was coming in quick gasps now, and his face showed a little discomfort as Harry slipped a finger into him. Harry kissed him gently and loosened him enough to slip in another finger.

"Harry." Draco's teeth gritted in discomfort.

"It's okay, baby." Harry reassured him softly. "It's gonna hurt a bit but I'll make it worth it, I promise."

"I'm okay, Master."

Harry summoned lubricant from his bedside table. He removed his fingers and slicked them with it before gently pushing them back inside Draco, their movement aided by the viscous liquid. He pushed them in further and Draco's whole body tensed as Harry touched his prostate.

"Harry, please, now." Draco sounded desperate.

Harry wanted to so much, but he knew he'd hurt Draco if he did it now. Instead he pushed in another finger. Draco gasped and thrust his hips as Harry massaged his prostate. His back arched, long hair spread around him.

Harry couldn't wait much longer. He pulled his fingers out hurriedly and slicked his cock. He aligned himself with practiced ease and slid into Draco just an inch. He had to choke back a growl. Draco was so fucking tight. Harry had never been with a virgin before, mostly the other guys he had been with were older and more experienced. Draco was beautiful in his innocence. He gasped and whimpered a little as Harry slid in deeper.

"Please more, Master, please."

"Beg," Harry ordered.

"Please, please take me, Master. Claim me, I want to be yours, please." Draco was crying now. The need to complete the bonding was almost painful.

Harry pushed in until he bottomed out. He stayed there a while, with Draco thrashing and begging. Then, when he was almost overwhelmed by the pressure, he pulled out so only the head remained inside Draco. Harry paused for what felt like an indefinite period. Tears slid down Draco's cheeks. Harry leaned up, kissed him, then slammed back in. Draco screamed.

Time seemed to speed up. Harry's thrusts became more and more desperate. He sat back on his knees, pulling Draco into his lap, wrapping his arms around his lover's waist. As the pressure built Draco arched his spine until his head barely touched the bed, his hair pooling and swaying with the force of Harry's thrusts.

Harry could feel himself starting to loose control, but he wanted Draco to come first. For some reason it seemed important to watch his submissive orgasm.

"Come for me, Draco." Harry somehow managed to order.

Draco's entire body went stiff. His back arched until Harry was sure it would break. His head lifted completely off the bed so it was Harry taking his weight. Then his body spasmed over and over. His eyes rolled back and he went limp.