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Harry sighed in pleasure as Draco ran a hand down his chest. Draco nipped lightly at his neck and Harry moaned, turning his head to capture his dominants lips in a breathtaking kiss. They moaned loudly and Draco rocked against him, bringing their arousals together. Harry whimpered and bucked up, seeking more of that delicious friction. Draco's hands dropped to the top of his trousers and he swiftly unbuttoned them. Harry froze, uneasy sliding through him.
"Draco? Draco, stop for a second." Harry said, trying to push the blond back. Draco ignored him and unzipped his pants before tugging them down. "Draco! Stop!" Harry snapped. Draco glared up at him and Harry froze in fear at the cold silver eyes staring down at him.
"Do you ever shut your mouth? If you insist on talking I'll have to gag you." Draco smirked cruelly and Harry began shaking in fear. This wasn't right, something was very, very wrong here. This wasn't his Draco. Draco pulled down his boxers and Harry broke. He began kicking and screaming, throwing punches at random as he tried to fight the older male off.
"Get off! Leave me alone!" Harry screamed as he managed to kick Draco off of him. Harry rolled over and tried to scramble off the bed when unfamiliar hands gripped his hips and pinned him face first to the bed.
"Thanks for turning over. You just made it easier for me." A sneering voice he knew all too well grunted from behind him. Harry looked over his shoulder in dawning horror. Ron was kneeling behind him, completely naked and aroused. Harry tried to push himself up only to find his hands tied to the headboard. Harry yanked at the binds desperately, whimpering in fear. Ron laughed cruelly behind him and Harry froze when he felt the blunt head of the gingers cock pressing against his entrance.
"Please, don't." Harry sobbed brokenly. Ron pressed against Harry's back and lowered his head until his lips brushed Harry's ear.
"Too late." He smirked as he slammed into Harry.
Harry woke with an ear-shattering scream, flailing about as he tried to fight off an invisible attacker. Arms wrapped around him and he screamed again. His magic coiled and slithered frantically under his skin and he unleashed it, letting his magic protect him by encasing him in a protective shield. Harry gulped down air as he sat curled up against the headboard of his hospital bed, shivering in fear. His eyes darted around as he mapped out escape routes and searched for potential threats. Madame Pomfrey, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were standing around him, wands drawn as they tried to take down his protective barrier. Harry searched frantically for the one person he knew would always protect him and keened softly when he realized he wasn't there.
"Mr. Potter take down your shield! I can help you but you have to let me in." Pomfrey tried to get him to listen to her but Harry shook his head and covered his ears with his hands, his knees curled up against his chest as he rocked back and forth.
"Not safe," he chanted as he tried to drown out their shouts. 'Dominant where are you?' He sent down their telepathic bond. Harry tried to feel for Draco and gasped in surprised pain when he ran into a mental barrier blocking him from his blond counterpart.
"Draco?" He shouted aloud and in his head. "Draco, where are you?"
"Mister Potter, take down your shield or I will be forced to take extreme action." Dumbledore ordered. Harry narrowed his eyes in defiance, strengthening his shield. Dumbledore smirked at him and began casting a long spell, waving his wand in intricate patterns. Harry could feel his shield growing weaker and desperately tried to keep it up even as it began to develop holes. Harry let it drop after a few minutes of trying to patch it back together. As soon as he dropped the protective barrier Dumbledore shot a stunner at him. Harry sank back against the bed, unable to bear witness to the shouting going on around him.
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Draco slipped out of bed in the early hours of the morning making sure not to disturb Harry. He transfigured a piece of parchment and a quill out of a pillowcase and nearby empty vial. He wrote Harry a note saying he had to go but would be back soon and left it on the bedside table for Harry to find if he woke before Draco made it back.
Draco pressed a gentle kiss to Harry's forehead and left the infirmary, heading down to the dungeons to see Severus. Draco knocked on his godfathers door and waited impatiently for the man to answer.
"Draco, how are you. How is Harry? Why aren't you with him?" Severus immediately started to question him as soon as he had stepped inside.
"I'm fine. Harry's fine. Tell me what happened with my father. Is he okay?" Draco asked quickly. Severus narrowed his eyes at the Veela.
"Yes, of course he is. I gave him the necessary potions and he should be his normal pompous self by mid-afternoon." Severus drawled. "Tell me exactly what happened with Potter."
"He had a vision about my father being tortured and in his haste he forgot about our telepathic bond. He went searching for me and was caught off guard when he ran into Weasel. The soon-to-be-dead Weasel beat him and was about to …"Draco swallowed thickly, trembling as he fought to keep his Veela nature under control. "He was about to rape him. He would have if Pansy, Blaise, and two Gryffindorks hadn't stumbled upon them." Severus snarled.
"And he is still in school? He is still alive?" Severus snapped angrily. Draco glared at him.
"Through no fault of my own. I was in the process of strangling him to death but Harry needed me and my mate was more important than justice at that time. Now though," Draco smirked cruelly. "Now I can pay him a little visit but first I need you to help me with something."
"What do you need? Depending on what it is I'll see if I can be of assistance."
"I need you to take me off school grounds. I need to start looking if I want to surprise Harry for Christmas. He was so excited when he talked about. I have to get one for him." Draco said.
"Get him what?" Severus asked.
"A cottage by the ocean. One with a beautiful view and a beach. One with water so blue you can see all the way down to the bottom." Draco clarified. Severus nodded thoughtfully.
"So you want me to take you to your realtor so that you can look for places now?" Severus guessed.
"Yes. I can't let anybody else pick one out. I have to do it and it has to be perfect." Draco insisted.
"Very well. I can take you now if you are ready." Severus offered. Draco nodded.
"I have everything I need." He said patting his cloak pocket. Severus led him outside and pass Hogwarts grand gate entrance. He held out his arm and Draco gripped his elbow tightly, spinning with Severus as the older male apparated them away.
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Draco had found two very promising places by the time they were done. He smirked smugly, thinking of how happy Harry would be once he saw their house. His Harry deserved to be happy after everything he had been through. Draco frowned at the thought of his mate's abuse and took a moment to check on him. He lowered the wall he'd put between them, confident in his ability to occlude what he had done from his mate.
'DRACO!' He winced as the scream repeated over and over again in his head, desperate and pleading for him.
'Harry!' He shouted back, immediately on edge. 'Harry, what's wrong?'
'Please! Draco!' Harry begged.
'I'm coming!' Draco reassured him. 'Harry, I'm coming for you.' He turned to face Severus who was still looking at the cottage.
"We need to go. Now. He's scared and he's begging for me to come to him." Draco said as he tugged Severus outside. "Apparate us." Severus did as demanded, not wanting to deal with Draco when he was in his protective Veela mode. As soon as they arrived outside of Hogwart's gates Draco was running. Severus sighed as he ran after him.
"Did he say what was happening?" Severus asked as he followed Draco to the infirmary. Draco ignored him and Severus rolled his eyes. They ran, shouting at students to get out of the way and pushing them when they didn't move fast enough. Draco didn't slow down as he reached the hospital wing, throwing the doors open as he raced inside. He made it in time to watch Dumbledore throw a spell at Harry and he lost it. Draco's shirt ripped as his wings emerged from his back. He launched himself at the Headmaster with a bird-like screech. Dumbledore turned to him in surprise and hastily conjured a shield. Draco slammed against it but that didn't stop him from trying to tear it down to get to the man who had hurt his mate.
He could hear people shouting, most likely at him, but he tuned them out, intent on the old man watching him passively. Draco hissed at him as he pulled out his wand and began sending blasting spells at the shield. He was on the verge of casting an unforgivable when he was yanked backwards and turned around. He raised his hand to lash out at whoever had pulled him away from his target and was promptly slapped in the face.
"Harry isn't hurt. He's unconscious! I suggest you cease your attack and see to your mate's health." Severus spoke quickly, hoping to distract Draco. Draco immediately flew to Harry's side, cooing at his mate as he nuzzled his slender neck. He chirped questioningly, head tilted to the side as he shook Harry slightly. Harry continued to sleep and Draco shook him again, nuzzling him worriedly. He hissed as someone moved closer and looked up to see McGonagall slowly stepping forward.
"I won't hurt him. I'm just going to wake him up." She explained as she slowly drew her wand and waved it over Harry. Draco watching her with narrowed eyes as he stood tensely at Harry's side. Harry moaned as his eyes slowly blinked open. Draco scrambled onto the bed beside him and promptly wrapped his wings around them, blocking everyone else out.
"Submissive? Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Draco asked urgently. Harry shook his head as he relaxed into Draco's arms.
"Sorry, sorry. Overreacted to a bad dream." Harry mumbled into Draco's chest.
"What happened?"
"I woke up and there were too many people around me and you weren't here and I didn't know where you were and you blocked me out! Why would you do that?" Harry asked, pulling back to glare at him accusingly. Draco winced.
"Sorry, love. I was doing something and I didn't want to spoil the secret. I should have checked on you more frequently but I got so excited and then I forgot." Draco sighed sheepishly. Harry kept glaring at him as he fisted a hand in Draco's shirt and yanked him close, their nose's bumping gently.
"Don't you ever block me out like that again," he snarled. Draco nodded quickly and Harry rolled his eyes before pulling Draco the rest of the way down and kissing him roughly. He pushed the blond away after a few second and tapped his wings gently.
"What's with all this?" Harry asked, gently combing his fingers through the feathers. "I haven't seen them in a while."
"My instincts are going a little crazy right now. I can't have anyone near you at the moment." Draco shrugged unapologetically. Harry snorted.
"Do you think you could lower them a bit? Just so we can talk to the professors?" Draco grumbled slightly but managed to part his wings just enough for them to see him and Harry from the neck up.
"Don't come any closer than you are right now," He warned before turning to glare at Dumbledore. "You need to leave before I do something I won't regret." He hissed. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow but made no move to leave. Draco growled threateningly and Harry turned to kiss his neck lightly. Draco sighed and stopped growling although he continued to glare.
"Right. So about what happened," Harry began as he blushed slightly. "I was just really disoriented. I woke up from a…nightmare and you were just standing way to close. I'm good now so you can just let me leave." He suggested, looking hopefully up at Poppy.
"I'll be the judge of whether you are alright or not, Potter," she said as she stepped forward. Draco narrowed his eyes at her and she returned the look.
"Don't look at me like that, Mister Malfoy," she snapped. "You want to find out if he's all healed, don't you?" Draco nodded. "Well I need to come closer so you're just going to have to control yourself for a few minutes." Harry snickered at Draco's disgruntled expression. Pomfrey checked Harry over, mumbling to herself as she poked him repeatedly. Harry squirmed impatiently and she poked him in the side in warning.
"You seem to be completely fine to me, Potter." Harry beamed at her and she chuckled. "Just try not to get into any more trouble for at least two months."
"Aww, you know me, Madame Pomfrey! I just can't stay away. I think it's the comfy beds, or maybe those delicious potions you're always giving me," Harry said with a mischievous smirk. Poppy rolled her eyes and chuckled.
"I'm sure that's it." She muttered as she retreated to her office.
"Come one, Dray. Let's get out of here. As much as I love the hospital wing I don't want to be here any longer than I have to." Harry said as he attempted to leave the barrier of Draco's wings.
"Just a moment, Potter," McGonagall interrupted. "We need to talk about what happened with Mr. Weasley." Draco snarled and Harry stiffened in his arms.
"I was looking for Draco. I ran into him. He attacked me, caught me by surprise and beat me. He tried to rape me. I passed out but I don't think he got that far. I remember someone coming across us and then I blacked out and woke up here. That's it," Harry spoke in a detached voice.
"Now, now Harry. Surely you're exaggerating things. I find it hard to believe that Mr. Weasley, your best friend, would ever cause you such harm," Dumbledore said reproachfully. Severus sneered at Dumbledore and Pomfrey glared at him.
"Albus, I checked him over myself. His wounds are consistent with his story and Mr. Weasley has been known to have violent tendencies," Madame reminded him.
"I will not allow you to call my mate a liar, Dumbledore," Draco hissed. "Not about anything but especially not about this."
"Draco," Severus snapped at the blond. Draco turned his glare on Severus who sneered right back. "Control yourself."
"Now," Dumbledore said, clapping his hands to regain their attention, "about Mr. Weasley's punishment. I think a few nights of detention-"
"Expulsion." Harry interrupted coolly. Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Surely you don't think we should punish him so harshly. After all, nothing too horrible happened," Dumbledore reasoned.
"I want him expelled, Dumbledore. No detentions, no bans from quidditch. Expelled. I'm sure Draco's father would love to help you if you feel you can't do this. In fact, I'll go send him an owl now!" Harry said cheerfully. Dumbledore glared at him before taking a deep breath.
"Suspension," he offered. "He'll be suspended until after the winter holidays."
"And when he gets back he needs to be watched at all times. I don't want him to get the chance to attack my mate a second time." Draco added. Dumbledore nodded once.
"Very well, if you're sure you won't change your mind, Mr. Potter?" Harry snorted and shook his head.
"Not on your life, Headmaster."
"I must admit I am disappointed in you." Dumbledore sighed sadly
"I must admit I don't give a fu-"
"Mr. Potter!" McGonagall shouted. Harry smiled sheepishly at her and shrugged.
"I don't care what you think of me any longer," he amended his earlier statement.
"I thought your friendship with Ronald was stronger than this," Dumbledore said.
"So did I until I found out you were paying him to be my friend and distract me from my school work. So you can take all your manipulations , and your kind old grandfather act, and that stupid twinkle and shove-"
"Mr. Potter!" McGonagall snapped again, a hint of amusement in her voice.
"Fine! I'm done here anyway! Let's go Dominant. I hate being in the hospital wing," Harry grumbled. Draco, wings still hiding Harry from view, followed closely behind his mate.
"Are you going to leave them out?" Harry asked as he gently combed through the feathers. Draco purred softly and nodded.
"I'm not calm enough to even try to put them away yet," Draco admitted.
"Can we go back to our room?" Harry asked.
"Of course. We'll go to the kitchens first to get some food to take back with us. You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Harry shook his head.
"Let's invite Neville and your friends. I enjoyed hanging out with all of them. Blaise and Pansy are funnier than I thought they would be," Harry said. Draco smiled at him, wrapping an arm around his waist to pull him closer.
"I'm glad you like them. If you ever need anything and you can't find me you can always go to them. They'll help you." Draco told him. Harry hesitated before nodding slowly.
"Harry, you can trust them. I know we weren't always the nicest people," Draco murmured.
"Never the nicest people," Harry corrected under his breath.
"But you are my submissive now. Everything's changed. You can trust me and you can trust them."
"But what if you decide that you still hate me? We've been, not enemies, more like rivals, ever since we started school. All that animosity can't just disappear. What if, after a few months or years, you decide you don't want me anymore?" Harry asked softly, twisting his shirt in his hands. Draco captured his hands and held them close to his chest.
"Never, Harry. There will never come a time when I decide I don't want you. I will always love you and I will always be here," Draco insisted.
"You promise?" Harry asked him, still uncertain.
"I promise, submissive."
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Pansy and Blaise stood at the front of their common room, everyone's attention on them.
"As you all know Draco Malfoy is a Veela," Pansy announced.
"His mate is Harry Potter," Blaise continued. "Due to, extenuating, circumstances Harry was brought into the Malfoy's care."
"He is an honorary Snake now," Pansy said calmly, ignoring some of the scowls thrown their way. "Snakes protect our own. Potter was viciously attacked by a Gryffindor, Weasel to be exact."
"We cannot let this attack slide. Not only did he attack one of our own, he attacked a Veela mate," Blaise snarled and was happy to see others reacting just as angrily. "Weasel has it in with the old coot, Dumbledore and might not be punished as severely as he should. Draco cannot retaliate. He is under watch from the Headmaster, one wrong move and he could be expelled."
"It's up to us to see that certain actions are taken to insure that this never happens again," Pansy said. "Anything you can do to make his life hell without killing him is allowed. Just make sure you don't attack all at once."
"Is this punishment limited to just Weasel?" Astoria Greengrass asked.
"Can we target all of the sixth years?" A third year asked.
"Can we target the whole house?" Theo Knott asked. Blaise and Pansy smirked and nodded.
"You can target all the seventh years except for the Weasley twins, all the sixth years except for Longbottom, and the Weasley chit."
"Why not the twins and Longbottom?" Someone asked.
"The twins are acting as spies for us. They relay any information about Dumbledore's plans that they hear," Pansy admitted.
"Wouldn't it be suspicious then, if we attacked everyone except for them?"
"Fine. Nothing too serious though. Stick to embarrassing instead of painful," Blaise ordered.
"Longbottom is off limits because he's the only one from that stuck up house that remained loyal to Potter. If you attack him you'll have to deal with Draco and nobody here will help you. Is that understood?" Pansy hissed dangerously. The others nodded and Pansy beamed.
"Well, that was a lovely chat but now I'm bored. You may all leave!" She demanded imperiously. Blaise smirked beside her as they watched everyone go off to do whatever they had been doing before.
"If I was less of a Slytherin I'd feel a bit bad for Gryffindor," Blaise chuckled darkly. Pansy hooked her arm around Blaise' as they made their way to the portrait entrance.
"If you were less of a Slytherin you'd be a Gryffindor," Pansy teased. Blaise stumbled dramatically and placed a hand over his heart.
"You wound me deep, Pants," Blaise pouted. Pansy glared at him.
"What did you call me?" She demanded, hands on her hips.
"What's the matter, Pants? Don't like the new nickname?" Blaise snickered as he slowly began to back away.
"Call me that one more time, Zabini. I dare you," She hissed, stalking forward with her wand pointed threateningly at him. Blaise raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
"Alright. Alright! Calm down," He muttered. He shot her a sly smile. "Pants." Pansy shrieked at him and Blaise ran down the corridor, Pansy throwing curses as she followed after him.
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I know it's short! And I'm sorry it took so long! I've got plans for this story, it's just the writing it part that's holding me up. I have it in my head bit when I write it down it's just all wrong. I will try harder though. I promise. Unbreakable Vow kind of promise. And also have you heard the Fantastic news! NEW HARRY POTTER MOVIE SERIES! Oh my God! I am so excited! I can't wait for Fantastic Beats and Where to Find Them comes out. In 2014. But I can wait! Again sorry for the late, short update.