Chapter 11
I was hoping to make this one pure Domestic!Drarry. Let's see how that turns out…
The next day, Draco awoke to a cold bed. He sat bolt upright and began calling for Harry. "Love! Where are you?" He checked the bathroom, but he wasn't there, nor was he in the closet. He walked out into the common room, and Harry sat at the desk in the corner, writing on a scrap of parchment. "Love, are you okay?"
Harry looked up and smiled at Draco. "Yeah, I just wanted to finish this Potions essay early." Draco sighed. "I only have a few sentences left."
"I'll make you some tea." He cast an Aguamenti in an empty kettle and put it over the fire. Draco yawned tiredly and stretched his arms in the air, his shirt raising over his navel. Harry's eyes followed the fine trail of hair below it leading into the low hanging band of his silk night clothes. He blushed and looked away when Draco caught his eye and winked seductively. Draco reclined on the couch while the water set to a boil. Harry finished up his essay and sat on the couch next to him. When the kettle whistled, Draco waved his hand and the kettle floated away from the fire. He flicked his wrist and the tea leaves floated into the pot. Harry snuggled up to Draco's side and Draco wrapped his arm around him.
"So, what were you planning to do this week?" Harry asked.
"This week, we're going to relax. No homework, no worrying, no nothing. You need a break." Draco rubbed Harry's arm soothingly.
"Are you sure? I still have an essay for Astronomy due," he muttered.
"See, you're still worrying," he chastised. Harry sighed. Draco looked at the teapot with a questioning look and transfigured the china into glass so he could check how seeped it was. When he was satisfied with the dark color, he transfigured it back and flicked his wrist again. The teapot floated towards the cups and bagan pouring the tea. "How do you take your tea?"
"Two sugars, no cream." Draco nodded and two lumps of sugar floated into Harry's cup. Harry watched as an ungodly amount of cream was dumped into Draco's cup.
"How did I fall in love with such a heathen?" Harry gasped. "I feel tricked!"
"What do you mean?" Draco asked.
"No sane person puts that much cream in their tea! It's sacrilege!" Draco laughed and sipped his tea, set it down, then tried to kiss Harry.
"No! Get away from me with those lips! You disgust me!" Harry giggled. Draco began to tickle him, making Harry laugh harder and writhe under his touch. Harry fell back onto the couch, and Draco fell with him, his hands resting on either side of Harry's head, successfully pinning him to the couch. Harry's laughing ceased, but he looked up at Draco lovingly. Draco smiled and kissed his Mate softly. Harry ran his hands gently over Draco's back. His eyes fluttered shut and they basked in the moment. Harry's hands wandered into the slits in Draco's shirt and over the pale wings, and the fingers ghosted over the feathers. The Veela extended his wings so the light of the morning shined off them.
"You're beautiful," Harry whispered. Draco's cheeks turned bright red, and he looked away. Harry smiled and pulled Draco's chin to face him. Harry loved making Draco blush. He was normally cold and reserved when they were away from their friends. "Hey, look at me." Draco's eyes met his. "You're beautiful. I love you." Draco's cheeks pinkened again and he kissed Harry, who smiled. They continued that way for some time before Draco pulled away from Harry for a moment.
"Are you hungry?" His pupils were blown wide and his lips were swollen from Harry kissing them. Harry bit his lip, trying to hide his smile, and failing. He was the only one who got to see Draco like this. He was the only one who could make Draco look like this.
"Yeah, a little," Draco grinned and summoned a house elf from the kitchen.
"Can we take breakfast in here today?"
"Of course, Mr. Malfoy!" The elf disappeared and reappeared with a massive tray of breakfast, then quickly disappeared again. Draco climbed off of Harry and served him a plate of his favorites, then set up a plate of his own. He carried the plates over to the couch, where Harry was now sitting up. He handed Harry his plate and sat next to him. They ate in comfortable silence but never stopped touching. Harry's arm grazed Draco's and Draco's thigh was pressed against Harry's.
Draco finished eating first as always, and waited while Harry caught up. When he set down his plate, the Veela placed gentle kisses on his Mate's neck and over the Mark. Harry shuddered. "Are you feeling relaxed?" Draco whispered huskily next to Harry's ear.
"Yes." Harry buried his hands in Draco's hair and kissed him soundly. He pulled away gently to lay his head in Draco's lap and sigh happily. "I love you," he murmured. Draco's hands carded through Harry's long messy hair. Draco's wings were casually splayed behind him on the couch. The back of Harry's hand came up to stroke the feathers absentmindedly.
"Dray?"
"Yes, love?"
"What's your family like?"
"You're my family," he said instantly.
"I know, but what's your mum like?"
"She's very kind and gentle. As a child she was always there for me. She would tell me stories and take walks with me through the Manor gardens." Harry looked up at Draco's face. Draco's grey eyes were glazed over with happy memories as he met Harry's green ones.
"What's your father like?" Draco's hand stilled.
"He's… difficult. He wants me to marry a Pureblood girl who can bare an heir." Harry stiffened.
"But… you're my Soulmate, right?" Harry whimpered.
"Of course I'm your Soulmate, and you're mine! No one is going to take you away from me," he assured. One of Draco's hands left Harry's hair and moved to cup Harry's cheek. "I will always be with you."
Harry leaned into the touch and closed his eyes. "I love you, Draco."
"I love you too, Harry."
* *
The next day, Draco awoke to Harry straddling his waist. "Morning," he mumbled. Harry's body was flushed (from their 'activities' the night before) and pressed against his own, and soft breath puffed against his pale skin.
"Morning, Dray." Draco wrapped his pale arms around Harry's dark waist. "What do you want to do today?"
"I don't care as long as I'm with you." Draco placed a kiss on Harry's head.
"I love you," Harry whispered. Draco stroked his back gently and they talked for a bit. Harry got quiet in the middle of one of his sentences. "I promised I'd tell you about the Dursleys."
"You don't have to if it makes you uncomfortable." Draco stroked his back gently. Draco was normally the one to not wear a shirt to bed, but Harry was to tired to put one I last night.
"No, it's fine. I remember one time, I was at school, it was a Muggle school, my cousin was 'Harry Hunting' with his friends, and I hid behind a rubbish bin. The next thing I knew, I was on the roof of the building."
"What happened?" Draco's hand drifted to his black hair.
"My uncle got really mad. I didn't get food for a week. He gave me a black eye." Draco tensed. Quietly, Harry mumbled, "I got locked in the cupboard for a while." Draco's chest rumbled. Harry intertwined their hands to relax him. "I'm fine now."
"What cupboard?" Again, he was quiet as his voice carried steel.
"It's just where I slept. It's not a big deal." Draco growled.
"It most certainly is a big deal! I'm making sure you don't have to go back there. As much as I hate Dumbledore, I'll talk to him. I'll talk to Pansy about it, her uncle has ties to the Ministry and they owe him big time. She'll put I a good word for me!"
"Dray, you don't have to do all that. I have a room now because they're afraid of Dumbledore hexing them."growled
"I don't want you going back there…" Draco held Harry tightly. "I have to protect you."
"I have to. It's not my choice." Harry rubbed his cheek against Draco's bare chest. He tended to sleep without shirts so his wings could spread out. Now his wings were wrapped around Harry protectively. Harry always protested being held like this, even though he secretly loved it, but now he just basked in the warmth. "I love you so much."
Draco was silent for a moment. "I'm going to visit you this summer. I'll sneak out if I have to; I'll only show up at night, climb in through your window, and leave before the sun rises."
Harry laughed. "That actually might just work. As long as you don't get caught sneaking out, we'll be fine. That is if the Dursley's don't notice. We'll have to be quiet." Draco smiled at the prospect of the challenge.
"I think it's you who'll need to be quiet. If you tell me to be quiet, I can do it just fine." Draco smirked.
"Why is that?"
"I'm your Veela. I want to obey your wishes. If you want me quiet, I'll be quiet." Harry glared.
"I don't want to tell you what to do."
"You might have to at your house. I intend on moaning." Harry blushed as his cock twitched with interest. Draco raised his eyebrow and smirked again.
"You sure are getting excited. Am I really that appealing to you?" Draco teased. Harry smiled cheekily.
"You know you are." He rolled his hips playfully. Draco moaned and grabbed Harry's hips.
"You minx." Harry gasped in mock anger.
"I am no female!" Draco chuckled and rutted upwards against Harry's hardening dick.
"Quit pretending to be so butthurt." His pupils were blown with lust. "I want you."
"Can I fuck you?" Harry blushed. "If you don't want to bottom, that's fine, but-" Draco cut him off.
"Yes. I want you to fuck me. Please," Draco whispered breathily. Harry grinned. "Have you ever done it before?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure, I practiced on random strangers awaiting this moment," he said sarcastically. Draco grinned. "I've got the general gist of it from you fucking me so much." Harry climbed off of Draco's chest and pulled his wand off of the bed stand. He cast the lube charm and then Banished Draco's pants. His hard on bounced against his stomach, already dripping pre-come. Harry lowered himself over it and took it into his mouth all at once.
"H-Harry!" He bobbed his head a few times before pulling off. Harry nudged Draco's legs apart and slickened up his index finger.
"This might hurt a bit, but just relax. It'll be gone and you'll feel amazing, I promise." Draco nodded. Harry slowly breached the tight ring of muscle and watched as Draco threw his head back and moaned unabashedly. Harry's eyes drifted over Draco's body. His chest and face were flushed with desire. His pale neck was stretched out in want, and Harry watched as he lifted his head and locked eyes with him.
"Get on with it, Potter!" he chuckled. Harry laughed and moved his finger in and out slowly, probing for that small bundle of nerves he knew Draco would love. He found it. Draco threw his head back and screamed with pleasure.
"Welcome to your prostate, love." Draco was a bit distracted, so he didn't respond right away.
He finally found his tongue and said, "Fuck you."
"I think that's what I'm doing to you, but you're welcome to later," Harry said in a brash tone. Draco glared at him. Harry continued to pump his finger in and out, waiting for Draco to cue another finger. He placed light kisses and ghosted touches over Draco's thighs and erection.
"Add another," Draco ordered. Harry smiled to himself and complied. He stretched the hole gently and let Draco adjust. He nodded minutely and Harry continued. He lightly brushed over his prostate again, teasing him. "Potter, I swear to Merlin!" Harry laughed again. "You're such a tease!"
"I can't help it! You're so sexy," Harry's voice was husky and filled with lust. Draco whined in protest again. "Do you want me to stop?" Harry slowly pulled his fingers away.
"No! Don't stop!"
"Then let me do this." Harry continued the process.
"Add another." Harry added the third finger and waited again for him to adjust.
"Move, or I won't last," Draco panted. After a few seconds, he spoke up again. "Harry, I need you inside me, now!" Harry was all too happy to oblige. He used the rest of the lube in his hand to slick himself up and aligned with the hole.
"This might be better if you're on your hands and knees," Harry said hesitantly.
"No, I want to watch." Harry nodded and pressed in. "Harry, oh Merlin, you're amazing," Draco moaned loudly. Harry moved out a bit and pressed in even further.
" Fuck, you're so tight," Harry groaned. Draco wrapped his legs around Harry's thighs and hooked his heels under his arse, bringing him in deeper. His arms wrapped around Harry's back and pressed their chests together. Harry pressed his lips against Draco's and his wings flapped. They lifted off the bed unexpectedly. Harry was now laying back on the bed and Draco was riding him, lifting himself up with his thighs and sliding back down Harry's dick. Harry grabbed his hips, helping him move up and down faster. He changed the angle at which he rutted in and scraped against Draco's prostate. His wings unfurled to their full length, knocking the lamp off of the bed stand. He lost the ability to form coherent thoughts in the moment, but he joined their lips again. Harry's arms were still around him, and when Draco slid downward particularly hard, he scraped his nails over Draco's back.
"Harry, I'm close!"
"Me too," he panted. After a few more thrusts, Draco came messily over both of their chests. Harry followed close behind as Draco's arsehole clenched tightly over him. They collapsed onto the bed and Draco murmured a cleaning spell. He turned over and held Harry to his chest. "I love you." Harry turned so his chest was to Draco's. Draco buried his face in his Mate's hair. Their limbs were tangled hopelessly together.
"I love you too."
* *
Draco yawned, stretched his wings and looked around him. Harry was laying on his chest again, and his hair was an utter disaster. His arm rested on Draco's chest, his hand over Draco's heart. Draco's arm was under Harry's head like a pillow and their legs were still tangled. He wondered if he would ever not get butterflies from looking at Harry sleeping. No, probably not. Harry mumbled something unintelligible in his sleep followed by, "Dray." He shifted closer to Draco and his breath evened again.
"I love you, Harry," Draco whispered. He had to get this off his chest, but Harry would get upset if he said it while he was awake. This was easier. "More than you'll ever know. I never want to leave you. The problem is my father. He doesn't believe in Soulmates. He and mother weren't even Soulmates. Mother's Soulmate died a few years ago. It broke her. They were the love she never knew. Father never had a Soulmate. Maybe he wasn't meant to have one. Maybe they died. I don't know. Most pureblood families don't marry their Soulmates unless they're purebloods as well. I can't let them know you're mine because I don't trust them. They might try to hurt you. I won't let them take you from me. I promise." He placed his hand on the one Harry had placed over his pale chest. Even though Harry was still asleep, he linked their fingers.
About an hour later of Draco just watching Harry sleep peacefully, Harry opened his eyes and lifted his head. "Morning, Dray." He climbed closer to his Veela and collapsed on his chest.
"Morning, love. How did you sleep?" Draco ran his fingers lazily through Harry's unruly hair.
"Good. How long have you been up?" He ran his fingers over the feathers on Draco's wings.
"A while. I like watching you sleep. It's peaceful," he admitted.
"If it was anyone else, I'd be a little creeped out. I'll make an exception because it's you." Draco laughed and Harry joined in. They stopped laughing, looked at eachother, and broke into a fit of giggles again. Harry kissed Draco on the cheek and sat up. As he stretched, his shirt rode up.
"We need to get you more clothes. Those aren't even close to fitting you." Harry pulled his shirt off and laid back down on Draco's chest.
"I don't know, I might just walk around naked. Who needs clothes anyways?" Draco's chest rumbled.
"Mine." He pinned Harry to the bed and rutted against him. He lavished Harry's neck with kisses. Harry groaned and threw his head back, giving Draco better access. He gripped Draco's hair, pulling it the way he knew Draco liked. The Veela moaned and bit down on the sensitive skin of his Mate's neck.
"Yours," Harry whispered breathily. Draco was still rutting against him, and he thrusted upwards to match his rhythm. Harry's arms wrapped around Draco's torso, stroking his wings. He wrapped his legs around Draco's waist, trapping his hips. He pulled Draco closer and turned so their lips met.
"I need to claim you," Draco managed to murmur.
Harry nodded. "Please," he practically begged. Draco nudged Harry's jaw with his nose and Harry tilted his head to give him better access. Draco kissed the fading Mark on Harry's neck before sinking his teeth into the spot. Veela magic flowed freely into the wound. There was a lot more than last time. He held on as Harry bucked his hips in climax, the sticky fluid coating their chests. He continued to hold on as he himself came, adding to the mess. As Harry went limp under him, he removed his teeth from the tender skin of Harry's neck. He licked the wound and watched as the skin knitted itself together. All that was left was a shiny silver scar. It stood out prominently on Harry's dark skin. Draco loved Harry's skin. It was the exact color of milk chocolate, warm and beautiful. Harry smiled up at Draco. "I love you," he murmured.
Draco collapsed onto the bed next to him and pulled him into his arms. After a moment, he wrinkled his nose. "Love, as much as I like the idea of you covered in my scent, I can't stand how hard come is to clean when it dries." Harry grinned and cast a silent cleaning charm. Draco smiled and settled into bed.
"Do you want to go flying later today?" Draco placed a kiss on Harry's neck. Harry returned the favor by leaving a bright red love bite on his collarbone.
"Sounds like a plan." Draco smiled.
Harry was silent for a second. "We didn't even make it out of our clothes this time," he murmured. Draco felt Harry's smile against his chest.
Harry climbed off the bed and started getting dressed. Draco sat up and watched. "What are you doing?"
"I'm getting dressed. We need to get some air; we've been in this room for three days, and I want to see Pansy."
"Why?"
"Because Pansy's funny and she'll know what's bothering you. I know you won't tell me." Draco climbed off the bed and got dressed alongside him.
"Nothing's bothering me," Draco grumbled.
" Yes there is, now stop moping." Harry dragged the now dressed Veela to the Great Hall. Hermione was waving frantically at them. She ran over to them, panting.
"Harry! I just learned something! After a year of the Veela consumating the bond, their Mate becomes fertile, no matter the gender."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Draco asked.
"To put it bluntly, Harry will gain the ability to get pregnant." Harry paled.
"It hasn't been a year yet, right?" he said quietly.
"No, but you should take precautionary measures just in case it starts early. There are a few charms for it. You can find them in the library." She turned on her heel and walked away. Harry took Draco's hand again and pulled him over to the Slytherin table. He sat down and Draco grudgingly sat next to him.
"What's wrong with him?" Pansy asked.
"He's upset that we're not going to have another day filled with nothing but shagging. We're going on a fly after I talk to you." Draco muttered under his breath about not being upset.
"What did you want to talk about?"
"Draco's upset about something and he won't tell me. It was before the no shagging thing. I asked about his family and that set him off."
"Ohhhhhh! That's because his father is trying to arrange a marriage between him and Astoria Greengrass. She didn't have a Pureblood Soulmate." Harry smacked Draco's shoulder.
"I'm not letting them take you away from me and you know that! I'll pull every trick in the book to stop it! We already discussed this!" Harry sighed as Draco pulled him into his embrace. "We're going to run away and live in a small cabin in the woods. We can hunt animals for food and have a garden and not have to worry about people taking us apart." Draco murmured an agreement.
"Running away from your problems doesn't solve anything." Pansy glared at Draco. "I believe I've told you this plenty of times already." Draco just buried his face in Harry's shoulder.
"Why can't Draco and I stay together?"
"He needs an heir. Guys can't do that." Harry smiled.
"Actually, I can. Hermione just told me about that. A year after consumating the bond, I can have kids." Pansy smiled.
"Well, I don't see why you can't be together then. Other than the fact of Harry being a halfblood, which won't really matter because Draco's a Veela and Veela blood is more pure than even pureblood blood, you should be able to be together. Convincing Draco's father is a whole other matter."
Harry smiled softly and kissed Draco's shoulder. Draco grazed Harry's Mark with his lips, making Harry gasp. He ran his fingers through Draco's hair as he continued to kiss his neck.
"Gross! Not while we're eating!" Pansy pretended to gag and covered her eyes.
Draco smirked. "Is that how it is?" He turned Harry to face him and kissed his startled Mate, who quickly melted into the kiss. Blaise took this as a challenge, so he pulled Pansy into his arms and kissed her.
After a few minutes, Harry pulled away and rested his forehead against Draco's. They were breathless, as were Pansy and Blaise. Harry smirked and looked at Pansy. "When did you and Blaise find out you were Soulmates? I don't see any sparks." Blaise glared at him.
"Oi! That's none of your business!" Draco growled.
"Do you value your life?" He said quietly. Harry touched his chest and shook his head softly. Draco's features softened.
Pansy smacked the back of his head. "You could cast it now," suggested Harry.
"Do you know it?" Draco nodded.
"Amor verus inveneris." Pansy and Blaise pulled out their wands and murmured the spell.
Hello cliffhanger! I found out that my uncle has Wi-Fi! I'm on my tablet so hopefully no glitches. It likes adding spaces where they're not needed, so please ignore them if the errors exist. My autocorrect is mean and is not a Potterhead, so I have to add a lot of words to its dictionary. Sorry about my absence, I was finishing up finals (guess what, I passed!!!! Super excited about that!) I didn't realize how hard it would be to pass my classes, be an author of fanfictions and original novels, do Envirothon, (and win 3rd place at state!!!) and keep up my sanity simultaneously. My mom says that I can't multitask (HA!) I'll be posting again eventually. I'm still finishing up the first chapter for the Twilight one. (I'm going one book a chapter.) I had an idea for a new Drarry fic, I'm gonna call it Silent Love.keep an eye out for it! Please review! Love you guys, bye!!!