Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Warning: touching, angst. I hurried so this chapter is not edited there will be mistakes.
Chapter eleven
Harry felt arms lift him gently up. His eyes trembled wearily. Kerto must have recovered. Why couldn't he go back to his home? Why did he have to live in all of this confusion? He obviously wasn't what Kerto and Draco needed. They weren't complete with him at all. Why was Harry even a part of their mate ship? He didn't meld perfectly with either one. Kerto just fueled his irresponsibility, and Draco provoked him. They both used him without his permission. How was this ever going to work? Harry opened his eyes and screamed. Draco was holding him in his arms silver spirals dancing wildly across his skin. His furious expression stunned Harry. His glamour had fallen and his long pale hair danced across his arrogant features. The sharp protruding teeth embedded themselves in his plush pink bottom lip. Harry swallowed nervously his eyes drawn to the downy grey wings extended behind Draco.
Harry tried to struggle but his brief escape had left him exhausted. His attempts were feeble at best. Draco smiled softly flashing his fangs briefly in a cruel twist of his lips. Harry whimpered as he remembered how easily Draco had lifted Harry in his arms. Harry felt them move closer to the house.
"Let me go." Harry whispered his voice hoarse.
Draco looked down at him surprised.
"But my dear you can barely stand. I wouldn't want you to fall again and get hurt. No, no that wouldn't do at all. I simply insist that you go back into the house." Draco's tone was cold and formal.
Harry stared shocked at the man holding him in his arms. Draco looked terrifying; the short sharp politeness stunned Harry. He couldn't remember ever having Draco speak to him so primly. Harry couldn't take his eyes off of the intimidating man. His heart hammered against his chest. His body felt like it was slowly being set on fire.
"What are you going to do to me?"
"Do. Do what to you Harry? Have you done something that I need to DO something about?" Draco said caustically.
"Why won't you let me leave? You don't want me."
Draco looked down at him with narrowed eyes. The silver spirals seemed to vibrate with energy as Draco's face became more foreboding. Before Draco could reply a voice rang out.
"Harry?"
Harry looked to his right. Feng was standing in the doorway in a loosely buttoned black dress shirt, and dark slacks. He was holding on the door frame and he looked pained and scared. He also looked as if he had gotten dressed in a hurry, Harry absently thought to himself. Feng stumbled forward, a blush staining his fair skin. Harry wrinkled his nose. Even without his extra senses that scent of something herbal filled his senses once again. He had noticed the scent before but now it was oddly overpowering, memories of that scent following Kerto set Harry's teeth on edge.
"What are you doing Harry?"
Harry looked up at Draco's face. Amused silver eyes were staring calmly back at him.
"Umm. Nothing?" Harry said.
He didn't know what else to add to that since Draco hadn't exactly told him what he was going to do to punish Harry. The hollow sense of awkward sadness sat in his heart. Draco was staring at Feng with a look of complete loathing.
"Tell me, Feng. What is that abomination on Harry's neck? Why can I no longer sense him? I know you have something to do with this." Draco said, his voice seeping with hostility.
Harry stiffened at his harsh tone. Harry peeked over towards Feng and bit his lip. Feng was staring at him with a profound look of guilt.
Harry felt Draco still Draco whispered something under his breath and warmth filled Harry's body chasing away his pain. Harry felt himself slowly being released to the ground, his body surprisingly numb Harry clung furiously to Draco. Afraid the pain would flare up once more.
"Look Draco. It is not my fault alright. The council—."
Draco's fist connected to Feng's face, Harry winced at the sound of bones crushing. Draco's voice echoed in the air, Harry felt the power of his words tickle his skin though he stood where Draco had left him.
"Tell me Feng. What did you do?!" Draco commanded.
Harry saw Feng's eyes dim as Draco's power overtook him. Harry had a sneaking suspicion that the herbal scent coming from Feng made Draco's power all the more effective.
"I put an amulet on Harry." Kerto replied fuzzily.
"How?" Draco asked.
"Council – drug." Feng said, his voice weak.
Harry watched shocked as Feng's face shifted wearily. His face showed his struggle to regain a clear state of mind.
"What did you use? Tell me!"
Harry felt his body shake as Draco's words slammed into him. He stared wide eyed at the furious Velulf in front of him. Feng gasped sharply as the blast hit him, perhaps, a bit too hard as he fell to the floor mindlessly within seconds of Draco's stern command. Harry looked up at Draco's foul curse. A long fingered pale hand raked through equally pale strands of hair. Draco pointed his wand at Feng and ropes appeared wrapping Feng up tightly. Harry swallowed nervously as Draco's glare cut to him. Draco flashed back in front of him; Harry flinched when Draco lifted his hand. He covered his head expecting to be punched. Instead he was propelled forward as something pulled against his neck. A squawk forced itself out of his throat and his eyes popped back open.
Draco was glaring at his neck a perplexed expression on his face. Harry watched confused as Draco gave another forceful tug on the chain enveloping Harry's neck. The chain flashed a bright green before fading out. The chain didn't break. Draco grabbed both ends of the chain near the medallion, his muscles strained as he tried to pry apart the metal. The green glow returned and the chain remained stubbornly intact. A frustrated growl emanated from Draco's throat. Gently he tried to lift the chain off of Harry's head.
"Why is this bloody chain not coming off?!" Draco grunted fiercely.
Words popped into Harry's head unbidden, "Don't worry only Feng can remove it."
Harry cleared his throat awkwardly,
"UH. Kerto said only Feng can remove it."
"Fuck!"
Harry jumped at Draco's furious tone. Large hands cupped his face. Draco peered into Harry's eyes intently. Harry stilled as Draco lowered his face to Harry's neck his warm breath tickling Harry's sensitive skin. Shivers wracked Harry's body as Draco groped his body. Another frustrated growl left Draco's mouth as he pulled back.
"Your beast is faint but is still there. We need to get that thing off your neck. It is disgusting."
Draco wrinkled his nose primly.
"We are going to have to find out what drug Feng used on Kerto to get him to be so submissive. Kerto would never have forced you to wear that even if he had to die first. Whatever they used really fucked him up. Fucker, why did this have to happen during MY heat! Bugger."
Draco walked back into the house pulling Harry by the hand behind him, and levitating Feng beside them. They walked back to Harry's room after Harry told Draco that was where Harry had last seen him. Draco dropped Feng onto the table; Harry winced at the slap of skin against wood. Harry looked unwillingly to the spot where Kerto's body would have been lying only to blink in surprise as he was met with empty space. Where had Kerto gone?
Draco sighed and crouched down to Feng's level. His wings dipped low and his long hair pooled on the ground. His hand fell harsly against Feng's face. Feng didn't move but a trickle of blood started to slide from his nostril. A loud smack filled the room again and Harry winced. Draco lifted his hand again when Feng gasped and jolted. His blurry eyes focused on Draco.
"Wha's goin' on!"
"What did you do to Kerto?" Draco said.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Feng said smiling as blood leaked from his nostril dripping into his cloud white hair.
Another smack and a pained grunt later Feng started to speak again.
"Alright. Alright. Quit hitting me. I didn't want to do it you know. I just met my mate you know. After sixty years I finally fucking met my mate, and they took her. I didn't have a choice, you know Velulf's do anything for their mates. They didn't even let me touch her; I didn't even get to hold her once!"
Feng's voice broke as he screamed out anguished, as Draco grabbed and twisted Feng's fragile wing. Harry took a step back wait Feng wasn't here to help them?
"The moment you bit Harry your mate's stupid name appeared on the list, hell broke out. They forced Kerto to stop his research and sent him back here. And when Harry's powers showed up on the list, the council freaked. Petrification freaks the hell out of the council. It is one of the only powers they can't combat yet. They are scared that Harry is going to try and take over. I am the closest they have to controlling his power, but since Harry has stronger magic than me, they wouldn't be able to control him for long. They sent me here to break his magic. I almost did but then his stupid magic healed him. Fuck don't hit me!"
Draco had lifted his hand again to punch Feng again, as Harry stood in complete shock, his legs locked and he froze in horror. This had come out of nowhere. Why did the council need to control him?
"What did you use on Kerto? How do I get the medallion off?"
Feng smirked.
"For your first question the drug will wear off in two days without a new dose. For the second question you should have treated me better."
Draco's fist slammed into Feng's face full strength. Harry heard a sickening sound and Feng's nose spewed out blood even faster than before. Draco let out a frustrated breath. Harry unfroze as he watched Draco pace back and forth. Draco stopped pacing and Harry watched curiously as an idea seemed to form in his mind.
Draco spun towards him with a bright smile.
"Reth! We will call Reth!"
Harry looked at Draco's retreating back confused. Who is Reth? A girl? Another boy? A lover? Harry felt something in his chest tighten at the memory of Draco's expression. Whoever they were they obviously meant a lot to Draco. Harry shook his head at his irrationality. Why should it matter, Draco was his mate. Wait, mate. Did Harry really think of Draco as his mate? When did that happen? No way, not after the way they had treated him, as soon as Harry got the opportunity he was leaving. Hermione would know what to do. He should have told them what had happened. He shouldn't have kept Draco's stupid dare a secret. No, he should never have followed along with Draco's manipulations in the first place. Damn Draco's stupid power. Harry glared at the door Draco had exited from. He stuck out his tongue and prepared to walk away when Draco entered the room an excited smile on his face.
"Reth is on his way."
Harry couldn't hold back any longer, why was he so jealous?
"Who is Reth?"
Draco's gaze swung to him startled.
"Geeze your scent is so faint, Harry it is like you are invisible. I hate it." Draco said.
With narrowed eyes on Harry he answered.
"Reth is my cousin. He is a werewolf who is mated to a veela. With both of them combined we might be able to figure out how to fix this mess. And before you ask, yes he was also turned during the war."
Harry closed his mouth and blushed. Was he that easy to read?
Draco stepped closer to him an odd gleam in his eyes.
"I just realized something. Kerto is out right now, my beast is satiated for now, and now that I am in my second month I can go much longer without Kerto fucking me. And there you are a weak little human. . ." Draco trailed off slowly.
"It must be the lack of your scent. Or Maybe, it is the fact that I can no longer smell myself on you."
Harry felt uneasy as Draco's words penetrated his head. Draco wouldn't would he. Harry squeaked as Draco appeared in front of him. Harry turned to run but he was caged in by large warm hands. Harry cried out as his shirt was lifted exposing his nude body to Draco's hungry hands. He shivered as Draco's hands drifted over his clothed body. Harry's back arched into Draco when Draco pulled Harry into a warm embrace. Harry's head was forced back exposing his neck to Draco's hungry lips. His cries burst free when Draco started sucking on his neck. Suddenly his whole body went limp as Draco's teeth penetrated his skin. Harrys mind blanked as pleasure seeped in through his pores. Harry panted when he felt Draco withdraw from his neck. He cried out when Draco licked the mark closed.
Harry felt himself be lifted up. His eyes closed as he tried to catch his breath. He felt himself sink into softness before a distant voice shouted out, at the same time he whispered,
"I hate you."
"Draco!"
TBC . . .
AN: Alright, so I think that a little bit of the plot has been revealed. The next chapters will reveal more of the Velulf's councils devious plot. Even though I tried to hint this was coming I think I failed. By the way Feng was poly-juiced if you didn't already realize. Ah, I am not really good at writing about action. I think I elongated the destruction of their relationship too much. So far this story is around 30,000k and counting. There is a fair bit more left of the plot. Their relationship will get so much healthier in the end. I didn't edit this chapter since I was trying to get it out quickly, sorry for any errors.
Thanks for reading,
Demonfawn
