Chapter Eleven – Finally Yours
It is a couple hours later after the mishap in Potions class, and Draco walks down to the dungeons with determination in his stride. He needed time to clear his mind and get his thoughts together before he seeing or speaking Harry. If he tries to approach Harry right now in the infirmary, there might be words said in the heat of the moment that cannot be taken back. Draco thinks back to their relationship over the years, have all the arguments, hexes and fights leading up to the moment this point? Being mates, fated for each other? Draco shakes his head, no one will be able to answer that question but fate herself.
Draco reaches his Uncle Sev's private room and knocks on the door. When no one answers, he whispers the password letting himself in. He walks over to the sofa sits down with a heavy sigh Draco leans his head back and close his eyes. Might as well wait. Draco's mind drifts off as he thinks about the things Harry told him, his family abused and neglected him since he was a baby. Was that a lie? He knew who I was from the beginning did he tell me all of those things to garner empathy from me? The beatings, the ridicule and most of all the I treated him over the years.Guilt rises inside Draco, oh Merlin, the things I said to him, done to him out of jealousy. It hurt Draco that since their first year Harry chose Weasley and Granger and not him. Subconsciously I wanted to be his first choice even then. I purposely sought him out, made sure I constantly remained in his face and mind.
During his rampant thoughts, his godfather Severus walked into the room. "Draco, what are you doing here?"
Draco jumps to his feet quickly and begins to pace. "I need some advice Uncle Sev."
Severus becomes concerned with Draco's agitated body language he walks over to his godson and stops him mid pace. "What kind of advice?"
Draco sighs, "I found my mate." He tells his godfather.
"That is great Dragon." Severus says with genuine happiness, and then his brows come together with a frown. "I am sensing a but"
"My mate is Harry Potter." Draco blurts out.
Severus is not sure he heard Draco correctly "S…sa…say that again?"
"Yes, Harry Potter…the boy who lives to torture me is my mate." Draco whines.
Severus is a bit shocked, but Draco does not seem to notice. "How did you find out?"
"During potions class, before the Caesium was knocked over," Draco says. But he also needed to know if Harry is ok. "Is he going to be ok? I know inhaling the toxic fumes can be dangerous in itself but, he also slipped and fell on it."
"He will be fine," Severus reassures Draco. "Madam Pomfrey was able to get his clothes off in time before it was able to seep into his skin. He should be out of the infirmary and back in his dorms as we speak."
Draco takes a sigh of relief, and Caesium is very toxic in its self. It is only used in certain potions. Why was it at our workstation in the first place? That among all the other questions that keep swirling in Draco's head.
"Draco beside finding out Potter is your mate what else is bothering you?" Severus asks walking over to the sofa. Draco follows Severus and sits beside the older man.
Leaning his head back on the couch Draco stares at the ceiling. "Before I knew who my mate was we had a few midnight meetings," He begins to tell his godfather but skipping over the part about the kisses they shared. "I never got to see his face, and I saw his wings and hair. He wears a pretty powerful glamor, and I did not recognise his voice either. It did not grate on my nerves like usual, and his voice sounds soft and masculine at the same time." Draco says trying to find the right words to describe the effect Harry has on him. "He asked me to give him time and for us to get to know each other. He was not ready to show himself to me and against my better judgement I agreed."
"I don't see anything wrong with that," Severus tells Draco.
Draco nods his head, "He sent me a letter again asking that we get to know each other better. At first it bothered me that he knew who I was, and I had no idea who he was. After thinking about what he asked, I saw no harm in getting to know each and I agreed. It took me some time, but I charmed two parchments so that we would be able to write to each other. I admit he was right Sev, the things I shared with him I have never told anyone. I found myself falling for him even without seeing his face or knowing his real name."
"So what's the problem?" Severus asks.
"Our past," Draco says running his hands through his blonde hair. "Harry and I have spent the last six years cursing, hexing each other. Dammit Sev, we did everything but kill each other. And, the things he told me; his family Sev the way that they treated him makes me see red every time I think about it. I can't help but think maybe everything he told me was a lie, to gain sympathy for him. I'm so conflicted on what to believe."
Severus looks at his godson and wishes he could tell him what to do. To think that his mate would never lie to him. But that is something he could not. Draco has to figure it out for himself.
"Let me ask you this, what is your heart telling you?
"It's telling me that my mate would not lie to me. But, I still feel I need to see his face and hear the truth in his voice. Because if it was those who hurt him will not live to see another day."
Draco stayed with Severus for a few more hours talking and eating dinner rather than in the Great Hall. Instead of going to his dorm Draco goes to his usual spot the Astronomy tower. It seems to be the only place he was able to think clearly, and it could also be that te tower holds a special place in his heart. It is where he and Harry shared their first few kisses. Draco is not expecting to see anyone up there at this time. Everyone is in the Great Hall having dinner. He walks over to an open window in time to see the most beautiful creature landing inside the tower. It is Harry, and for the first time Draco can see all of him.
His shirt is off and so is his glamor and Draco gets a clear view of Harry's tattoos, his wings were spread wide. Harry's wings are not as large as Draco's, but they fit him perfectly. Harry still did not see him, and instead of saying anything to get his mates attention Draco undid his robes and shirt, letting his wings flare. At the sound of his wings, Harry turns around and gasps. While Harry wings are silver with specks of green and black feathers, Draco's wings are hunter green with a sprinkling of silver and black. I should have known my wings are the same color as his eyes. The signs have been there all along right in front of me, and I kept on ignoring them. The height of Draco's wings represents his dominance in their relationship. His eyes turned from blue-gray to purely gray, his hair lengthen's down to the middle of his back. He looks taller and towers over his mate now that he stands completely in Harry's presence.
Draco slowly walks over to his mate and caresses his wings with one hand and, his face with the other, Harry purrs and bares his neck and close his eyes showing his submission to his dominant partner.
"Open your eyes," Draco whispers.
Harry opens his eyes, and they looked at each other, feelings of happiness shows in their eyes, from being in each other's presence. Draco needs to touch Harry more. And pulls Harry closer to him connecting their bodies in an embrace. Harry sighs and rests his head on Draco's muscled shoulders. Draco can hear Harry breathing in his scent. They stay like that for a while. No talking just sit and holding each other.
It is Harry who breaks the silence between them. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you who I was," He says not taking his head from Draco's shoulder. "I was just afraid of your rejection. We have been at each other's throat since we were eleven…." Harry did not get to finish his sentence because Draco lifts his head from his shoulders to look into his face.
"I understand that," Draco tells him bends his head and kisses Harry sweetly on the lips. "Those were some of my same concerns also. We have done a lot of nasty things to each other. And not in a good way," He says after lifting his head then wiggles his eyebrows. That made Harry giggle, and Draco found he love to hear the sound. Then his face got serious. "There is only one thing that I want to know before we move on further.
"What is it?" Harry asks.
"I need to know the truth, Harry," He says. "I know there are things that we need to talk about, things we need to say to each other." Draco lets go of Harry and steps back. For an unexplained reason he felt he needed jus a little bit of space to be able to see the truth in Harry's eyes. "What you told me about your family…"
"It was all true..." Harry finishes for him. "I did not lie to you," He closed his eyes, and Draco can tell he is holding back tears. Draco went to hug him again, but Harry stops his movements by stepping back and holding a hand stretched out in front of him. "No, I need to say this," Harry tells him opening his eyes. "I did not tell you all of that so that you will feel sorry for me I don't want or need your pity. I know how I am painted to the Wizarding world." Harry's anger is rising with each word. "I'm the poor little, orphaned child one minute, and mad as a hatter in the next."
Harry begins to pace, his wings rustle to show his irritation. Harry stops in front of Draco. "I want you to see me, and not what the world see's me as. And I wanted to get to know you and not the mask you wear."
Draco pulls Harry back into his embrace. This time, Harry did not stop him. "I understand and don't expect this much," Draco tells him. "But you were right." He finishes with a chuckle. Draco can feel Harry smile on his shoulder.
Harry lifts his face up, "A Malfoy actually admitting they are wrong about something one for the history books."
"Brat," Draco says playfully swatting Harry on his pert arse.
Draco lifts a hand to cup Harry's face and lets his thumb caress his bottom lip. Harry close his eyes and purrs under his touch. "It will not be an easy relationship, Harry," Draco whispers.
"I know," Harry says opening his eyes.
"We have a lot of history between us, but I think that was our Veela's drawing us together," Draco whispers. His face moves closer to Harry and Draco brushes his lips against hs mate's."
Harry gasps and moans at the same time, "You're stubborn," He begins.
"And you seek out danger," Draco groans out when Harry's tongue touches his lips.
"And you're a bloody Malfoy," Harry murmurs then shivers when Draco lightly nips his bottom lip with his fangs.
"And don't you forget it," Draco says finally claiming his mouth in a passionate kiss. Harry moans and clutches on to Draco demanding more from their kiss. Draco cups the back of Harry's head and presses their lips together getting as much as he can out of their kiss. Harry moans when Draco pulls and sucks on his tongue. Draco nips Harry's tongue drawing a small amount of blood. He moans tasting his mates essence. Harry tastes like sugar, spice and strength. Draco deepens their kiss, and he glides his hands through Harry's soft long hair and groans at the texture.
Draco grabs a hand full of Harry's hair and pulls him back from their kiss. They are both panting for breath, Harry's cheeks flush with heat, his eyes still closed. Draco's eyes travel down to his mates kiss swollen lips, "Gods you are beautiful," He whispers against Harry's lips. Harry groans at the contact. "The things you do to me," Draco says. "You've been under my skin since the first day we met." Draco leans back, and Harry opens his eyes. Draco gasps at what he sees passion filled clouded green eyes looking back at him. Harry licks his lips and Draco's eyes immediately follows.
"You touch makes everything that was horrible in my life feels good," Harry tells him. "I forget who I am when I am in your arms."
Draco runs his hands through Harry's hair, "I have a request," He says.
"Anything for you, my Dominant,"
Draco smiles, "Remember that the next time you want to do something dangerous and I forbid it." Harry chuckles.
"I laugh in the face of danger," Harry says with a smile.
"That is quite the cheesiest thing I have ever heard you say, Potter."
"Whatever," Harry says circling his arms tighter around Draco's neck. "What is your request."
Draco pulls Harry closer to him, their hard clothed cock brushing together both hiss at the contact. "Your hair," Draco begins, but Harry cut him off.
"What about my hair?" Harry asks in confusion.
"You are never allowed to cut it," Draco tells him.
Harry smiles. "Is that a command my Dominant?"
"Do I need to make it one," Draco says with an eyebrow arched.
The smile on Harry's face lessens, "I want to make you happy Draco, even if it is the simplest thing as not cutting my hair."
"It is not going to be easy," Draco says.
Harry nods his head, "We are both strong-headed," Harry adds in.
Draco pulls back and holds on to Harry's hands, he slowly backs up and walks them over to a corner of the tower. Then conjures a comfortable couch for them to sit Draco sits down then pulls Harry to sit with him. Draco wraps his arms around Harry and kisses him on the side of his forehead. They have a lot of things to work out. But for right now he just wanted to hold his mate.
"I think," Draco begins. "We have been making each other happy over the last six years," Harry goes to lift his head up, but Draco stops him. "No, listen to me. As crazy as it seems our Veela's knew we belonged together and forced us to interact with each other."
"But, I did not know I would gain a creature inheritance," Harry speaks up.
"No, but I knew, Veelas are common in my family, and Harry I have to tell you it made me crazy with jealousy that you chose Weasley and Granger over me." Harry stills and Draco notices, he files it away to ask about later. "Every time we argued, hexed each other or touched I felt settled and it should have bothered me but it did not."
Harry had no words. Draco is right, he remembers the times he purposely followed the other boy around. Stared at him, or found ways to make Draco notice him. They stayed like that for a while not saying a word. Thinking about the next step their relationship, Draco's thoughts drift to their kiss, and he wants to know if Harry has every shared anything but a kiss with anyone else. The thought that another claimed his mates lips before he did has Draco seeing red. He wants to stake his claim on Harry but now was not the time.
Draco turns Harry into his embrace, he moves his hand to the back of Harry head and grabs on to his lovely locks again pulling his head back to see in his face. Draco needs to look into his Harry's emerald jewels. Draco lowered his head and brushed his lips against Harry. Using the tip of his tongue, he traced Harry lips silently asking for entrance. This time their kiss is not urgent or rushed, Draco takes his time feeling Harry's and tasting his mouth.
When Harry did not open his mouth, Draco bites down on his bottom lip, Harry whimpers, and it pulls at Draco's need to hear his mate make more sweet sounds. Slowly Draco lowers Harry to his back while kissing him on his chin then moving to his neck. He inhaled and took in the scent that was his mate. Draco grazes his fangs on the pulsing vein of Harry's neck nipping at it but not drawing blood or leaving a mark. Harry moans and Draco's cock hardens, just from the scent of his mate he moaned submerging himself into his mate. Harry smells of wild cherries and cinnamon mixing together. Draco wants to do more; he wanted to sink his fangs into his mate's neck claiming him, marking him and completely his. But Draco holds off and in sucks a mark on Harry neck knowing that will satisfy him for now.
Harry moans Draco is driving him crazy. The way Draco is holding him makes him feels loved and wanted. "You are so responsive, and it makes me so fucking hard," Draco whispers in Harry's skin. "The way you respond to my kisses, my touch." Draco continues as he kisses Harry in places that make him shiver.
No one has ever made me feel this way. Harry is not experienced when it comes to sex, but he wants Draco to do more, need him to do more. Harry moves his hand to the back of Draco's neck and holds on to the blond silk locks letting the other boy knows he needs more of what they are doing. Harry opens his legs and Draco lays comfortable between them. Draco understands the action perfectly. Draco lifted his head from Harry neck and looked into his face before he kisses him again. Their bodies melded together as one. They lay chest to chest and groin to groin. Feeling the hardness of their cocks through their pants they started to rub against each other. The friction drove Harry and Draco, and they did not want to stop. Harry wraps his legs around Draco, mindful of the other man's wings and press the heel of his bare feet into the other man's arse.
Even with the easy banter, Harry knows that there are things that need to be said. But right now their past did not matter all that mattered was right here and now.
Being the more experienced of the two, Draco moved his hand up Harry naked torso and tweaked one of Harry nipple, which sends a rippling effect on Harry already hard cock. Harry wanted more. But did not know how to ask Draco for it. Harry's moan became louder not caring if someone comes up to the tower and catches them. Loving the sounds Harry is making Draco tweaked his nipple one more a bit harder, this time drawing more blood to it. Slowly pulling away from their kiss Draco moves down to the abused nipple and sucks it in his mouth. Harry arched his back, pushing the nipple more into Draco mouth and cries out from the sweet sensations happening to his body.
Draco smiles around the nipple in his mouth. Draco wonders if Harry would be offended if he wanted to put a nipple clamp on him. Draco is not only a dominant because of his Veela status, but he is also a dominant in the bedroom. Images of seeing his mate tied up or his arse red from a spanking. Most Veela's are hardcore dominants, who believes in dominating every aspect of their Submissives lives. But Draco wants a submissive only in their bedroom, spankings only when needed or any other sexual acts that will drive his mate crazy with arousal. Draco is getting harder thinking about all the things he could and will do to Harry.
Draco bites down on the abused nipple then licked it one more time. This time, Harry screams out his name, if a silencing charm were not up the tower. All of Hogwarts will hear Harry screaming out Draco's name in sweet ecstasy. Draco moves from Harry's nipple trailing kisses down to his belly button. He did not miss the angry bulge in Harry pants.
Draco lifted head and his eyes and connected with cloudy emerald jewels. Draco smiles at the effect he has on Harry, sweaty hair clinging to his forehead and chest. Draco could not resist. Harry looks utterly debauched, and it makes Draco proud to know he is the one who puts that look of pleasure on him. It only makes Draco need to taste Harry more. Slowly Draco undoes the fastenings on Harry pants and pulls them down his hips. Harry hard cock springs out hitting him on his abs. Pre-cum pooling at the tip, Draco does not want to rush this part, he wants to take his time. Draco leans in and kisses each side of Harry hips.
Draco licks Harry pelvic, he shivers and clutches tighter onto the back of Draco's head making him hiss. Draco slowly moves him tongue over to Harry's hard cock he used the tip of his tongue and licked away the pre-cum and moans at the taste. As he suspected, Harry is sweet all over. Harry hand went to the top of Draco head and grabbed onto his hair and pulls on it. Draco is so turned on by Harry action he know that when Harry finally does cum he will be right behind him. Slowly Draco moved his lips over the head of Harry cock and feeds it into his mouth little at a little. The grip in his hair tightens Draco is in heaven, and he moans around Harry's cock.
Harry groans and jerks his hips when the head of his cock bumps the back of Draco's throat. Draco head starts to bob his head up and down in slow motion stopping at he tip when he gets to the top and sucking on Harry's slit.
Harry groans when cold hair hits his hot wet cock. Sensations fill his body, and he has never felt this way before.
Draco licks and sucks Harry to his content controlling the speed. He gripped the base of Harry cock jerking him as he sucks. With his other hand, he moved up to Harry's abused nipple and tweaked it again dragging a wanton moan out of his mate. He is exquisite and so responsive, and I have never had a lover who seems to crave my touch like Harry. His mate is not only beautiful but sensual and filled with pleasure wanting to burst out. Draco can not wait for the day when he can claim Harry completely. Draco wants to make all of Harry wishes come through in and out of the bedroom.
Harry is going to die; Draco is determined to suck the very life out of him. This is what he has heard of in the dorm room. Talk of girls sucking them dry now he knows what they are talking about, oh Merlin the feelings and sensations. Harry, grunts and jerks his hips when he feels Draco's fangs scrape at the sensitive spot on his head. Harry knows the grip he has on Draco head hurts. But Harry could not help himself. He needed something to hold on to. Harry feels as if he is falling into a river of ecstasy.
"Oh, Dra…. please more…don't stop," Harry begs when Draco begins to suck him harder.
Draco has no intention of stopping what he is doing. Draco wants to hear Harry make more sweet sounds and scream his name. Draco sucks in more of Harry cock into hollowing his jaws to take him in further. Again he feels hitting him in the back of his throat. Draco chin rests on Harry balls, and he feels them tighten. And Draco knows Harry will be coming soon.
"Dray…I…I'm go…going…t..sssss….."
Harry could not finish his warning to Draco he words started to blend together between English and Parseltongue. Whatever Draco is doing to him with his mouth and tongue drove Harry further over the edge. Harry feels a tingling sensation starting from the base of his spine and moving to his cock, the next thing he knew he is coming down Draco throat screaming Draco's name. Harry Potter the boy who has never been shagged just had his first orgasm.