Here it is :) I started it last night but couldn't seem to finish it. Now that the two new chapters are out of the way, I can focus on my paper for Psych. So there is a hold on updates until after next tues; it's 35% of my grade...ughh. Anyway, I needed to say something - get it off my chest - and it's gonna be a rant. Those of you who support my stories and review - thank you! You make my day every time I get a new one. I love reviews, just like any other author - which is why I allow guests to post reviews as well. Last chapter I got many reviews from guests and there were two specific reviews that highly upset me. Draco is an asshole in this story BUT HE IS NOT A RAPIST! It has been stated and hinted many times throughout my story that Draco has always taken into consideration about Harry's want on a sexual manner; but NEVER taken him against him will. It is also HINTED at that the BEFORE story of Raven Not Free - which does not exist but it assumed - that there was some DUB-CON. Which means that Harry MAY have been RELUCTANT in the beginning but he ENJOYED his sexual experiences with Draco. So therefore Draco is NOT a rapist; just merely an asshole. I label all my chapters accordingly. As for the other review, about the type of feelings that come with a Master/Slave relationship - there CAN be love. I know because I have BEEN in a M/s and D/s relationship multiple times. Therefore I know all about the concepts of them. I based Draco's feelings and Harry's experience off of a relationship my good friend had with her Master; therefore I know there can be love - because they ended up married after holding their M/s relationship for 6 years. ANYWAY :) Just needed to get that off my chest, I'm sorry for the rant but it really kind of ticked me off. Enjoy the story everyone.

Warnings: Hurt/comfort, plot, a teeny bit of fluff, Slash/Man on Man, mentions of twincest, incest and some SERIOUS emotional bonding

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or it's characters; nor do I make profit. All rights go to the respected creators. All mistakes are my own.

Harry could only stare in awe at the sight before him. He was in Ireland! Draco truly took him to Ireland! After the initial shock wore off, Harry wondered if it was some kind of cruel joke. It was obvious Draco had calmed down in his over lording behavior as of recent; not demanding lots of things from Harry. To take him out though, to let him outside the manor wards – it was unbelievable.

"How are you enjoying it?" Draco asked, coming up from behind Harry with a cup of coffee. He never let him stray too far from his side and was always within sight distance.

"It's beautiful here Master, thank you." Draco felt his face try to heat up but he quelled it.

"Formalities aren't needed here; just you and me." He truly wanted to tell him he was just Draco and he was just Harry.

'Too soon. Mother said it would take time, so I'll take my time.' Harry looked up at Draco surprised but nodded with a small smile.

"Never-the-less, thank you. You have…no idea how much this means to me."

'How at peace this puts me.' Harry thought with a soft sigh, taking a sip of his drink as he looked over all the fields beyond the small little town they were in. Draco insisted they do dinner in Ireland before heading home, which meant he got to spend the whole day there!

'I really need to talk to Tom about this. It's a wonderful present; I just can't see Draco doing it of his volition. Maybe it's to try and bribe me out of going back to Hogwarts….'

"What's on your mind?" Harry jumped, shocked out of his thoughts as he turned to face Draco.

"Hmmm?"

"You seem very lost in thought. I was only curious what you were thinking of." Old habits' dying hard was the most truthful statement Harry can remember; because every time Draco speaks of something dealing with Harry, he feels the need to answer even if he's not.

"Just…enjoying the wonderful atmosphere." Harry mumbled, flashing another heart stopping smile in Draco's direction.

'How could I be so blind? He's beautiful…' Walking up beside Harry, Draco took his hand.

"Come, let us go to dinner." With a smile still plastered on his face, Harry had no problem following Draco anywhere.

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"You must be joking, My Lord. There is just no possible way." Severus exclaimed calmly, standing stock still in front of the fireplace facing his lover. Voldemort rubbed his hand over his face tiredly.

"I do not have a choice, Severus. I promised Harry that he could go, so you have to help me make this possible." Severus grumbled under his breath, sighing.

"You will have to tell them. There is no way I can keep someone that powerful hidden for that long. Not even you can, with Hogwarts special wards; everything's changed." Severus added before walking over to his lover to kiss him. Voldemort pulled Severus flush against him quickly.

"Oh no, my little snake. You're staying for the rest of the evening whether you like it or not." Severus flushed, pressing his palms against Voldemort's chest to try and put distance between them.

"I must get back to the school. I have things I have to do. Summer is coming just up around the corner and the students will be leaving in the next month." Voldemort made a 'tsking' noise as he lead Severus back to his room.

"Your teachers can handle it while you are away. I want my lover in my bed tonight. Don't fight me Severus." The normally stock and closed up Potions Master was turning red; his heart beating loudly. There was no way he could ever truly fight Voldemort.

"Yes, My Lord."

"Good boy," without another word, he shut the door behind them.

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Fred walked back into their small apartment above the shop, cheeks slightly pink as he looked around for Colin and George. Just then, George walked out of their room, shutting the door behind him quietly.

"Hey, how is Charlie? Everything ok over there?" George noticed how flushed his brothers cheeks were and looked at him curiously.

"They were rather busy when I showed up. I don't believe anyone was permanently damaged." George's eyes lit up in mirth, moving closer to his brother.

"Oh were they? I'm assuming they were…rather attached." Fred's cheeks turned darker, looking off to the side as he felt George's hand slid across his cheek to cup his face.

"They were…busy. I left, I asked for no details." George chuckled, leaning closer to press small kisses to Fred's cheek.

"I'm sure we could mimic their results with our own. What do you say, Fred?" A shiver ran down his spine, unconsciously licking his lips.

"I say that we can't because Colin is here." George pulled Fred into a deep kiss, licking the inside of his mouth. Fred melted against him, wrapping his arms around his twin's neck. He was never able to fight back when George got domineering.

"He's dead asleep, there's no waking him up. Be a good boy for me Fred and I might just let you cum tonight." The small moan that spilled from his lips when George locked his lips to his neck made his knees shake.

"George…"

"Ah, ah, ah; be a good boy Fred." George's hand worked its way under his shirt; caressing the skin that was exact to his own.

"Hah~ don't…tease me." The evil grin that lit George's face was enough to let Fred know that he was going to be worked hard tonight. He'd be a liar if he said he wasn't looking forward to it.

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Bill kissed at Charlie's thigh, the bulker man's legs over his shoulders as he thrust sharply into his brother's tight heat. They'd been going at it for hours, Bill not able to stop himself once they got started. He'd taken Charlie in every position imaginable, and now he had him back on his back; pounding into his thoroughly abused hole.

"Hah! B-Bill please!" Charlie clutched at the rumpled sheets, a light sheen of sweat covering him. His body ached in the best ways from the through ravishing he was taking.

"So good Charlie – want you so much." The growl was back to his voice, his eyes swirling with the wolf. His brother was in full animal mode, not able to control his instincts. His teeth left marks all over Charlie's thigh as he began to thrust into him faster.

"Ahh!" He reached up, wrapping his arms around Bill's neck as he curled himself in half; Bill's cock beating even harder against his prostate.

"So close~ hah! So close Bill, please!" Charlie keened, thrusting his hips back into the thrusts. Bill began to thrust even faster, reaching on hand down and began stroking Charlie in tune with his thrusts.

"Cum for me Charlie." The growl in his brother's voice sent him over the edge; back arched hard.

"Bill!" He keened again when he felt the hot semen spill into his abused hole again. Allowing Charlie's legs to lay flat on the bed, Bill rolled himself over to tuck Charlie against his chest. His breathing was still erratic, body shaking as it began to cool. Bill pressed his face deeper into his brother's neck, breathing his scent deeply. The arm wrapped around him made him feel warm in his stomach and he placed a hand over it.

"Don't start thinking now. I can already hear the wheels in your thick skull turning." Bill chuckled softly, placing a kiss on one of the many marks he'd left on Charlie's body.

"For now, I won't. Sleep, we'll talk tomorrow." Charlie just hummed in agreement, pressing his sore body into the heat behind him as he fell asleep in exhaustion.

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Harry looked down at the plate, nibbling at his salad. Draco watched him, eating slowly at his own pasta. Harry had been abnormally quiet as of late, and it honestly made Draco nervous. Especially now that he was trying to take on a new leave as a person, but not truly sure how to completely change.

"Is your dinner good?" Harry looked up when Draco spoke, the blonde man taking a sip of his wine. Harry gave Draco a soft smile, one that truly melted his insides.

"It is very good, thank you." Draco gave Harry a smile before finishing his own meal.

"I wanted to give you something." Harry looked up in surprise, finishing his own meal. Looking around, Harry looked back to Draco.

"Give me something? Like a gift?" Draco flushed a bit, but hid it well by looking down as he pulled the box from his pocket. He laid it on the table next to his plate, and Harry's eyes locked to it. He felt his heart start to race and his breathing started to get a little heavy.

"A gift of sorts, yes. Whether you like it or not, I am unsure." Draco was horribly nervous but he hid it well. He needed to give Harry a protection, but he also needed to feel like he still had some control over the situation. His feelings were everywhere and he felt like he was being swept away with no support. Having control over Harry and the aspects of his life gave him a control he desperately needed to hold on to.

"I…I am not sure what to say. Why did you get me a present?" Draco traced the outside of the box, casually looking at Harry over their table.

"I wanted to. I…do not talk about myself. I do not talk about my feelings. I'm sure out of all the time we've known one another, that you've come to realize this." Harry could only nod as Draco continued.

"Well I am trying, to express myself the only way I know how. I am at a loss on how to do it properly without insulting someone or letting go of the only things I know." His tongue felt like it was swelling and blocking his throat. He'd never expressed himself this much even to his mother! Now he was doing it with his pet…his Harry.

"If you are offended by my actions, I can only hope you will express it with me calmly; as I will start trying to do with you." Harry was beyond confused, slightly hurt. Draco never acted like this. It was….disturbing but ignited Harry's natural curiosity with a vengeance. He'd never seen Draco this…vulnerable yet still standing strong. Clearing his throat, he fidgeted with his napkin to try and distract his nerves.

"Can I…can I have it then?" Draco gave a swift nod before sliding the box along the table over to Harry. With a slight shake to his hand, Harry pulled the box to rest at the edge of the table before picking it up. With reluctance, he slowly opened the box. His eyes widened in utter shock and his lips fell open in surprise.

"Draco…I…" Harry didn't even seem to register that he'd said Draco's name. Draco caught it though and it made his heart flutter. Harry seemed shocked in a good way, but Draco couldn't be sure until he spoke.

"Do you like it?"

"I…this is…I don't even know what to say." Harry whispered softly, stroking his fingers over the thick, braided silver and gold chain. Draco licked his lips, darting his eyes between Harry and the box in his hand.

"It's a replacement; for your collar. It restricts your magic so you don't hurt yourself but still allows you to use it under proper circumstances – to protect yourself. It took them this long to make it; it's the most powerful magic they could make to handle you." He chuckled softly, nerves showing through a bit. Harry felt himself flush a bit at the underhanded compliment to his abilities. He was still too stunned to process all of this. Draco wasn't truly leashing him again, but using a method that seemed as such. The chain was a thick braid of silver and gold; long enough to hide under shirts. Down at the base of the chain was a small silver dragon with bright emerald eyes.

"I…I have no idea what to say. No one's ever given me a gift like this before." Draco felt his palms getting damp and he cleared his throat.

"All I want to know is if you like it." Harry looked up at Draco, a look in his eyes that Draco couldn't place.

"I do, I love it. Thank you…Draco." A genuine smile lit his face as he slowly rose from the table, walking over to Harry. He held his hand out and Harry passed him the box; keeping his eyes locked to Draco's face. Taking the necklace from the box, he slowly placed it around Harry's neck; a small spark of his magic sealing it around him. Placing his palm over the dragon, Harry caressed it; thinking in an odd manner that he was in some way caressing Draco. It lit his cheeks red as he cleared his throat, looking up at Draco to realize he was being stared at.

"Are you ready to go home?" Harry nodded his head slowly, allowing himself to be helped from his chair by Draco. Riddle Manor wasn't really home for him, but maybe that could change someday.

'Time will only tell.'

So there you have the date, the present, and a little other juicy bits tossed in :) Hope you all liked it! -R.F.