A/N: Hi guys. There have been a lot of changes in my life. I am back in school, I have a friend who is being pretty stinkin' awesome in his support of this, so yeah! Some good news and some bad news, but otherwise I'll be working to continue the story.

Drae: He's awesome, but I'm better~!

Ari: That's cause I created you and you are the ideal sweetheart... but I'm doubting that you're better.

Harry: At least he's good enough for me.

Drae: Get back to bed, love, please.

Harry: *settles into Draco's lap* I can't without you there.

Draco: Then sleep here, love.

Ari: AWWW~! (I had to say it for all of my fangirling readers.)

Disclaimer: Oh come on, I don't own Harry Potter at all, and I love J.K. Rowling, though I'm pretty sure that reading this fanfiction would appall her... but what the heck, that's her own fault for creating such sexy characters XD

Warning: Please, do I have to say this? M/M it's sex with two guys, get over it or get out.

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Draco's POV

I hold Harry close as he sleeps still. I slowly move to get up and look at the time. I sigh before going to the floo and calling for my parents and Sirius. "I know I will still need permission from Dumbledore to leave the grounds, but I think Harry needs some time away from the school. I was wondering if we could go home?," I ask, directing it to my parents mainly, but then I wonder if Harry would prefer going to Grimauld place. "Or... whatever Harry wants, either home, or Grimauld place," I add with a small smile to Sirius.

"Of course, dear, I think that would be best just to get him away from Hogwarts for a few days," Narcissa agrees.

I nod simply, "I'll go ask Dumbledore for permission to leave," I say as I head towards the door out of our chambers but my mother grips my shoulder and pulls me into a hug.

"We'll ask him for you. You should go ahead and pack, I'm sure he'll allow it after all of this.," My father speaks with a soft smile.

I nod, "Thank you," I whisper before going to the bedroom and climbing into it next to Harry. I pull him close to me and whisper words of how much I love him, how beautiful he is, how special he is, and how cared for he is. Harry wakes and turns into me with a soft smile before I claim his lips. "Want to go home? Either one," I ask, before adding the last part just as Sirius simply knocks on the door and pokes his head in to nod and smile at us.

Harry gets a confused look as he sees his godfather but he returns his attention to me as the man leaves again.

"Malfoy manor," he murmurs.

"I'll get us packed for a few days then" I say to him with a kiss to his forehead before I move to our school things and grab any necessary items that wouldn't be at the manor.

Harry stretches and I watch his lithe body move languidly before I put everything into our separate knapsacks. "Drae?" Harry asks as he props his chin on his knees.

"Yes, love?" I reply as I move to sit behind him on the bed.

"What's going to happen to Pansy?" He asks so softly that I almost don't register the words.

"I don't know all of what Ilianna and Arista will do, but I desired, at the least, that she be expelled... which isn't any issue because there are a lot of legal charges that can be brought against her for what she did." I say honestly and softly. I wrap my arms firmly around him. "She won't be getting near you ever again though, that I can promise," I vow.

"Okay... thank you," He murmurs. "When are we going?" he asks then.

"Whenever you want to, love," I say with a smile.

"Now?" He questions.

"Of course," I say with a smile before I grab him some proper clothes though we keep things comfortable. I change into a fitted tee shirt and some jeans and Harry has nearly the same thing but he searches through his trunk for something before coming back up with a sweater. "It's still pretty warm out, love," I state half questioningly.

"I know, but Mrs. Weasley made it and it feels like a warm hug," Harry explains as he pulls it on and grins at me.

"Don't be complaining if you get too hot in the manor then, they'll probably have some windows open," I say as I grab the knapsacks and lead Harry out into our little commons space.

Sirius is waiting with my mother and they look up to us with small smiles. "Lucius had to go in for some work," Narcissa explains.

"Harry wants to go to the manor," I say as I kiss the top of his head and smile.

"Of course! Sirius, would you like to stay over? We'd love to have you," Narcissa says with glee and offers the man a room to stay in while we're there.

"I think that'd be rather nice," the dark haired man says with a wolfish smile. We all go through the floo, my mother first, then Sirius, and lastly, Harry and I.

Myself still holding him close and keeping him from falling out the other end of the fireplace. Once we're through, I lift my Mate into my arms and carry him off to the bedroom to have some time just for us. We spend it simply curled up on the bed, holding onto each other. "I love you, Harry," I whisper when I kiss his cheek.

"I love you too, Drae," Harry replies.

"Want to go see what everyone is up to?" I ask in a murmur.

The nod from Harry makes me lift him up again and I briefly press him into the door, kissing him until he's panting and flushed before I grin and we go off to find someone. Luckily for him, it takes several minutes to come across anyone, and that is Sirius who is settled in the library, totally immersed into a book.

"Think we could have a snogging session in front of him without him noticing?" I ask in a stage whisper that is totally teasing them both.

Sirius doesn't glance up but coughs. "I would notice because that's my godson, and charge that you're holding," he says simply, not with unnecessary hostility, but his point is being made with his words.

Harry whimpers while I chuckle and I soothe him with a few pecks to his forehead.

"Don't joke like that, Draco," Harry mumbles but he nuzzles closer to me even with the man in the room now watching us.

Sirius clears his throat to remind us of his presence and I chuckle again. "Sorry, sir," I apologize respectfully before we go find our own corner of the library, though not one entirely out of sight of Sirius, so as to keep him from being paranoid about what I would be doing to Harry.

We each grab a book to read and sit in companionable silence like that until dinner where we set at the dining table in a more comfortable style than what used to be usual. It's a smaller table now and the silverware is whatever you want to use and really, we're not about to kill someone over a burp if they don't apologize or excuse themselves for it. Harry eats a bit of food before leaning into my side and seeming content to mold himself against me.

I take this as we should go, so I quietly excuse us and lift him back into my arms before making my way up to the bedroom.

"Bath?" Harry murmurs as he innocently kisses my neck.

I groan at the feeling, realizing that Harry didn't mean the kiss like this. I growl in my head at Drake that seems to be wanting some action right now.

'Oh Come on. It's been long enough, hasn't it? He's going to love it no matter what~!' the Veela side coaxes to me within the boundaries of my own mind.

I growl again and kiss Harry softly. "Of course, love," I purr before stripping him and myself and helping him in after me. I am careful in my touches, not wanting to go any farther at the moment unless he wants it, and not wanting to come across as wanting more. Drake does a simple movement, making my hand slide over one of Harry's nipples and eliciting a gasp before I shove the Veela off into a corner and bite my lip with worry.

Harry mewls and leans heavily against me again, resting his head on my shoulder to look up at me with half lidded eyes. "You can... if you want to, Drae," he murmurs.

"I'm yielding to your every whim right now, nothing I want matters," I assure him with a little kiss.

Harry sighs and curls into my side as I wash him diligently. I let him get out while I wash myself quickly but carefully as well, and then I join him in standing there in a towel, feeling a bit tired, even after we'd been sleeping most of the day anyway. I kiss his damp locks and help him braid his hair back again before we curl up on the bed, towels left forgotten on the floor and forgoing the pajamas for tonight. The sheets are too soft to notice that anyway.

We wake that morning, rather early compared to normal, but we just gaze at each other before I kiss his nose and he nuzzles against me afterward. "How are you feeling?" I whisper in wonder and slight worry.

"I feel okay, I just don't want to go back..." He murmurs back to me and I hear the whimper at the end that makes me wrap him in a firm embrace while sitting myself up and pulling him halfway across my lap, keeping us both wrapped in the sheets effectively.

"I understand, but the daft girl's not there, and the lackeys were effectively punished and I'm sure that less than a couple dozen feet between themselves and you is going to get them into more trouble," I soothe. "You're safe," I promise him and kiss him repeatedly.

Harry nods and strokes a little strand of my hair that is hanging over my shoulder. He loves it when I keep it at least to my shoulders, though I let it go a couple of inches past to make a ponytail or small braid easy enough.

In return, I tug the ribbon from his hair and stroke my fingers through it to undo the braid and I admire the soft texture as my hand cards through it. "Do you know how absolutely perfect you are?" I ask him.

"Probably not," he mumbles.

"Even if you weren't my Mate. I would go insane without having you by my side," I whisper with a kiss to his cheek. "I love every thing about you, but if I could only keep a single part, I would take nothing," I comment to him, that last bit makes him frown. "I wouldn't take anything because it'd be a crime to have one part without the rest." I finish it to soothe his worries.

Harry blushes and buries his face into my shoulder. "How did you learn to say such sweet things?" He questions.

"I come up with them on my own. My parents aren't what people expect them to be like, but that doesn't mean that they're showering each other with flowery words every time I'm around them. I don't have people to teach me these phrases, to tell me how to make my lover blush, to make them feel special. I just know how to. It's second nature. A Veela thing, probably," I explain. "I was put in this world with you to make you feel special," I add.

Harry blushes more, all the way to his chest. "It's too much," he murmurs.

I chuckle softly to let him know that I'm not laughing at him. I then stroke a hand down his spine and watch him arch his back into the touch and groan softly.

"Drae..." He whispers softly.

I groan at that simple sound, "I won't push this any farther if you don't want it right now," I assure him.

"I want it, Drae," He moans and brings my hand down to feel him already half hard.

I instantly flip him onto his back and kiss down his body, hearing his mewls and pants and gasps for breath as his body reacts to the simplest touch. I don't even question why I'm already hard or why he's reacting so strongly before I hear a pounding at the door and growl.

"You fuck him and you'll probably have a problem on your hands," Blaise answers as he steps in without invitation. "Heat." he says simply even as he eyes me up and down with hunger in his eyes.

I curse and press my forehead into the crook of Harry's shoulder. "Dammit. I want to so bad," I wishper to him. "Believe me that I do, but... Heat means that even if we aren't thinking of kids, thinking that we want them... we could get them," I grumble.

"What about the protection?" Harry asks.

Blaise quirks an eyebrow at that, "That could work, go at it like the rabbits I know you love to be," He dismisses.

I growl again and groan. "I am almost out of the mood," I comment before I kiss Harry's throat and gain another groan that throws that thought from my mind. I grab for the condoms and lube before going back to work at getting those sounds full of pleasure. I kiss down Harry's body again and go back up, and when I go down the last time, I lick up his straining erection and instantly deepthroat it, gaining a particularly loud groan before I slide a finger into him with no resistance and work up to three, knowing that if either of us waits any longer, we'd spontaneously-combust. I quickly but expertly slip on one of the condoms and line myself up while kissing and nipping along his chest and up, working further up as I slide into him.

"Ahh- Drae!" Harry pants and clings to me with all of his strength.

I purr and stroke his hair from his face before kissing him softly then hungrily as I rock my hips at an erratic pace within him.

We're on a heated path off the edge of a cliff.

Harry rocks his hips into mine and gasps when each thrust finds itself hitting his prostate. He doesn't even need a hand down on his erection before he is climaxing over our chests while I continue to thrust.

I want to cum so bad, but it seems that that's not meant to be just yet. I continue rocking and groaning and giving Harry pleasure as he quickly recovers and is back to where we started all over again. Mewls and moans make me groan and grunt in reply and his pleads for some unknown end are left unanswered, but returned by the silence of everything but the sound of flesh meeting flesh.

"I'm so close," I groan, finally feeling that peak rising in front of me and I feel him nearing his climax as well. His second climax.

We both release with a mixture of groans, gasps, and cries of pleasure. I curl Harry into my side as I lay beside him and wait to catch my breath before speaking. "As long as we have the necessary equipment, I'm going to love going into heat," I purr to him before we both doze off, waking at a more regular time of morning to eat breakfast with the others, though I have to carry Harry around this time because his back is too sore for him to walk properly, and it'd be best for the family not to know that.

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A/N: So... this is a bit short compared to most of my chapters, but I needed to throw chapter 14 up or else I'd never get it done. So it's a bit goofy, a bit broken up, and the sex sucks... I know.