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Chapter 36
" How bad is it back home?" asked Severus. The twins had just returned from the Burrow with news.
" It's bad!" said George. " Everyone is freaking out saying that there was no way that Dumbledore could have been evil."
The news of Dumbledore's actions had rocked the wizarding world. Dumbledore was their hero, there was no way he could be responsible for those atrocious actions.
" Fudge is demanding that Harry come back. He thinks that Harry is becoming the next dark lord." added Fred. " He is blaming everything on Harry."
" What the hell, Fudge never even liked Dumbledore." Severus was pissed. There was no way he was going to let anyone take his son back.
" Ya, but he has always hated me more." said Harry, entering the room. He was trying not to show how upset he was. He never wanted to step foot back in England. He planned on never stepping foot out of the house.
" Harry, its going to be ok." said Carlisle, giving his son a hug. He was so happy that Harry was letting some people hug him again.
" I don't want to go back." He whispered. " They will put me in Azkaban." Harry was clinging to Carlisle.
" Where are they getting the idea that Harry is going dark?" Severus wished they could have hid this from Harry. He was doing so good in his recovery. It had only been a week since Dumbledore was killed, but already Harry was becoming a new person. He was starting to relax, and joke around. He was sleeping a bit better, and was starting to accept small touches. He still refused to go outside, but he could see the longing on his face when he looked out the window.
" They still don't know how Harry killed Voldemort and his followers. They said he used some kind of dark ritual." George looked to his brother, biting his lip.
" What aren't you telling us?" demanded Severus.
Fred ran his fingers through his hair, giving Harry an apologetic look. " It's Hermione. She is telling everyone that she caught you a few times looking through some dark arts books in the Black Library. She told Fudge about your connection with Voldemort, and about being a parselmouth."
" I don't understand. Why would she do that? I know the last few years we hadn't been close but we weren't fighting or anything." Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. Him and Hermione had grown apart but they still talked to each other civilly. Dumbledore was the one that forced them apart. He didn't let him have contact with many people, other then himself and Ron. The only reason he got close to Draco was because his father kept giving him detentions.
" Fudge offered her a job high up in the ministry if she spilled everything she knew about you. Hermione was always motivated, would do anything to prove herself. We know she is making half of the shit up." said George.
" There are a lot of people on your side Harry. Neville has spoken out the most in your defense. Since getting his parents back he has come out of his shell even more." explained George.
Fred really didn't want to relay the next bit of news. " Hermione, is telling everyone that the reappearance of those thought dead, and the Longbottoms was a result of Harry performing extreme black magic."
" Son of a ..." roared Severus. Couldn't his family just be left the hell alone?
Harry collapsed on to the couch, shocked. How could Hermione do that to him. His mates were gathered around him, trying to comfort him.
" Do,,, do they believe her?" he asked in a trembling voice. Harry laid his head on Draco's shoulder and grabbed each of his other mates hands. He needed the contact, needed to feel that they were there. What if he was forced to leave them?
" Look, let's just contact Minister Williams and see what he has to say. He really cares about you, and I know he will fight for you?" Carlisle bent down and kissed Harry on the cheek. " Don't let this upset you son, we aren't going to let anyone take you away."
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" I'm doing everything I can on my end." said a frustrated Minister Williams. " Fudge is really kicking up a fuss. He has got the ear of a lot of influential, and powerful people.
Everyone was seated around the room trying to figure out how to help Harry. They had called a meeting of all family and friends.
Harry had been so upset since hearing about Fudge yesterday, that he hadn't been able to eat anything. Severus had slipped him a sleeping drought earlier, he didn't want him part of this meeting.
" Fudge demanded Molly Weasley back, and we were forced to hand her over. She is claiming that Harry imperiused her, and forced her to use an unforgivable." Minister Williams was concerned about Harry's safety. If Fudge got enough people behind him, he would be forced to hand Harry over.
" Did they question her under Veritaserum?" Severus was fuming.
" No, Fudge is claiming she is to distraught after just losing her son, and suffering at the hands of the American Ministry."
James was clinging to his mate. He just got his freedom, and his family back, he would do whatever it took to keep them safe.
" Is there anything we can do?" asked Edward. He would take Harry and run before letting them get their hands on his mate.
" I don't know. Maybe if we allow a neutral person to question Harry, maybe take some memories. We could possibly diffuse the situation that way.." suggested the Minister.
" No!" yelled Draco storming to his feet. " Harry is just starting to heal, he doesn't need to relive those horrible events, for their sick curiosity. Harry also isn't comfortable with strangers."
" Harry won't leave the house either." said James. " He damn near leveled the house when I suggested going for a walk. If it wasn't for Belial, we all would be homeless."
" Is there anything Belial can do?" asked Jacob hopefully.
" Just mentioning Belial's name would send them screaming. All that would prove is that Harry is dark, and conspiring with demons." sighed Severus.
" Well, I'm happy to hear my reputation is still alive and kicking." laughed Belial from the back of the room.
" What the hell!" screamed Draco. " We really need to put an alarm or a bell on him." Draco hated how he could just pop in the room without making a sound.
Belial scanned the room. " Where is my little one?" He figured something had to be going on if there was such a large gathering.
" The British Ministry is demanding Harry back, claiming him to be the next dark lord. If they keep going the way they are, we will be forced to hand Harry over." explained Severus, giving him the short version.
" Like hell we will." mumbled Emmett. " We didn't fight for Harry last time, I'll be damned if I'm going to make that mistake again."
" Yes, I agree with the large vampire. Harry wont be going anywhere." stated Belial.
" What is your plan then if they come storming through the door for Harry?" demanded a frustrated Severus.
" Obviously not hand him over." smirked Belial.
" Great, your plan solves everything." Severus stood up and stormed outside.
James looked to Belial. " Severus has a very short temper, and he is worried about Harry. Please don't antagonize him."
" I may not have been able to interfere in Harry's life when he was a mortal, but he is now immortal; I won't let anyone hurt him. Believe me, I am far more scarier then the British Ministry, and Fudge." Belial left the room to go find his grandson.
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Edward found Belial in Harry's room watching over him as he slept. He had an important question to ask him, but wasn't sure how to bring it up.
" Don't just stand in the door young vampire. Come in and ask your question."
Edward was startled out of his thoughts.
" How did you know I had a question?"
Belial smirked. " When you have been around as long as I have, you know how to read people."
Edward sat in a chair next to him, summoning up the courage. " Back at Dumbledores manor, you said I could feed from Harry. Is that true?"
" Ahhh, I was wondering when you were going to bring that up. Feeding from Harry would make you stronger, and faster. It would make you better able to protect my young angel."
Edward looked to the peacefully sleeping Harry. He was still sleeping off the potion his father slipped him. He hoped Harry wasn't to mad when he woke.
" Won't my venom hurt him?" The thought of feeding from Harry turned him on like nothing before. He had been thinking about it since Belial first mentioned it. But he wouldn't do it though if it caused him even the slightest of pain.
Belial laughed at the young vampire. " Your venom would be like an aphrodisiac to him. Pain would be the farthest thing from his mind."
" What if I lost control and drained him? I know he is immortal, but what would happen to him if that happened."
" Impossible, you couldn't drain him. He is your mate, and you would know when to stop. The worst side effect he would get from you feeding is a bit light headedness, and sticky pants." Belial smirked at him.
Belial studied the young vampire in front of him. " I know you struggle with your vampire. Drinking from Harry will solve that, it will settle your vampire. Harry could sustain you forever, and you would be a better mate because of it."
" My eyes would go red if I fed from him." The thought of tasting Harry's blood, sucking from him neck was becoming an obsession. It was taking everything in him to not pounce his sleeping little mate.
" Yes, it's a shame you don't know any wizards that could glamour them for you."
Belial sighed standing up, and headed to the door. " I understand the thought of feeding from Harry is both exhilarating and frightening, but not only would it benefit you, but it would benefit him. Think about it, talk about it with Harry. Tell Harry I will be back later."
Edward got up and followed Belial out of the room. He had a lot to think about, and after talking about Harry's blood, he didn't trust himself alone around Harry.
At hearing his door close, Harry sat up. Could he do it? Could he allow Edward to feed from him? If it would be better for Edward then he should it, right?
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Harry was standing in front of the mirror inspecting his neck. Did Edward have fangs? Would him feeding leave a bite mark? Would he be left with a bruise? Would he only feed from his neck, or would he bite somewhere else?Harry pulled out his shirt and looked down at his chest. Could Edward get enough blood if he bit him there?
" Merlin, first your wings, and now your chest. Think I will hang around and see if your obsession goes farther,,,, south." Draco wagged his eyebrows at his blushing mate.
Harry's face was almost as red as his grandfathers wings. He couldn't believe that Draco caught him checking out his own chest.
Draco stood behind him so they were both looking in the mirror. " What has you so worried my precious." he purred in his mates ear.
Harry closed his eyes. Draco's voice could be sinful when he wanted. " I- I overheard grandfather talking with Edward. He said if Edward fed from me he would be, faster, stronger, happier and a better mate."
" Do you want Edward to feed from your neck." Draco asked softly, lightly running his fingers down Harry's neck.
Harry's heart started pounding in his chest, and his knees started to go weak. " I - I don't know." he whispered breathlessly.
" Would you like me to show you what is feels like to have a mate suck on your neck?" he asked rubbing his nose where Harry's neck met his jaw.
Harry couldn't talk, he could hardly breath, so he just nodded his head.
" Look in the mirror, precious." Draco said huskily in Harry's ear.
Harry brought his eyes up to look in the mirror. Slowly magnificent white wings unfurled from Draco's back. Draco gently pressed his front to Harry's back. Bringing up his right hand he gathered up Harry's long hair and draped it over one shoulder, teasingly brushing the tips of his fingers over his neck. Harry closed his eyes lost in the pleasure Draco was giving him.
" No" Draco whispered, his hot breath sending chills down Harry's back. " Keep you eyes open, I want you to watch. I want you to see how beautiful, and sexy you are."
Harry opened his eyes, and held his breath as Draco's lips ghosted over his neck. He jumped when Draco gave a small lick to where is shoulder and neck meet. " So good" mumbled Draco.
Without taking his eyes off of Harry's, Draco latched his lips on Harry's neck and started to gently suck.
Harry moaned in pleasure as Draco started sucking on his neck. He had a hard time keeping his eyes open but his eyes were locked on Draco's silver / grey intense ones.
Draco started to nip and bite at Harry's neck, then he would sooth it with his tongue. Draco didn't stay in one spot, he started nibbling and sucking all over, but he never took his eyes off of Harry's in the mirror. He worked his way up to Harry's ear where he was rewarded with a squeal from his mate. He started to suck on the small earlobe. His mate tasted so good.
Harry couldn't take it any longer, he lost his battle with keeping his eyes opened. He felt Draco's right hand come up to caress his right cheek. Draco's soft lips starting kissing their way on Harry's left cheek, working their way towards his lips. Harry started panting hard when Draco's lips touched the corner of his mouth. Taking a deep breath Harry turned in Draco's arms and met his lips.
Harry brought his hand up to the back of Draco's neck and opened his mouth when Draco ran his tongue over his lips. Leaning into the kiss, Harry unfurled his crystal blue wings. Kissing Draco was every bit as magical as kissing Edward and Jacob.
Draco couldn't believe he was finally kissing his mate. He may have been the last mate to get a kiss, but his was way more hotter. Harry was so sensual, and sexy, he knew even after an eternity he wouldn't get tired of this.
Harry almost passed out when Draco touched his wings to his own and started rubbing them together. Who would have thought that his wings had a direct link to his cock. He was already hard, but when Draco's wings started to rub his, he almost exploded. He didn't know what to do. He was experiencing a sensation overload, he wanted release but was scared. He was so hard it was painful. He never experienced an orgasm other by his own hand.
Draco wrapped his right arm around the trembling angel. He knew Harry was close, and needed release. He also knew Harry was scared, he honestly didn't mean to take it this far. Harry was just so responsive, he didn't know touching their wings together would affect him so strongly.
Draco kissed his way back to Harry's ear. " Breath my precious, just relax and feel." Draco started sucking and biting on Harry's neck again, as his wings increasing the pressure on Harry's wings. With a sharp bite to Harry's neck, Draco pressed his jean covered cock into Harry's.
Harry gasped as he felt Draco's cock rub against his. He could feel how large and hard he was. Harry wanted to stop it but he was to far gone, if he didn't cum, he was going to be in pain for hours. Digging his nails into Draco's shoulder and neck, he gave a small thrust back. The sensation was incredible.
" Thats it angel, make yourself feel good." Draco pulled Harry tighter to him
as the little body started thrusting faster against him. Draco was so close, he so badly wanted to thrust back but he didn't want to frighten Harry.
Harry was lost chasing his orgasm. He was so close but he needed something more. Draco sensing his dilemma worked his hand under Harry's shirt and started rolling a nipple between his finger and thumb. " cum for me!"
Harry screamed and bit down hard on Draco's shoulder drawing blood as he came. Draco followed him a second later.
Harry fell to the floor, wrapping himself up in his wings. He couldn't believe what he had just done. It was amazing, but he wasn't ready.
Draco separated Harry's wings to see his stunning flushed face, close to tears. " I'm so sorry Harry, I didn't mean for that to happen. I tried to stop, but you were to close."
" I -I know, not your fault." Harry was having a hard breathing, his heart felt like it was going to pound out of his chest.
" You were so beautiful. You don't know how much I love you." Draco reached out and caressed Harry's neck, admiring the bruises and love bites.
Harry gave a small smile and relaxed into Draco's touch. " Felt - felt amazing."
" It was better then amazing!" Draco kissed Harry on the forehead. " Are you ok?" He laughed when Harry gave a quick nod. " Are you sure?"
" I'm, sticky." Harry screwed his face up in disgust.
Draco pulled his wand out and waved it over both of them, cleaning them of their mess. Draco cupped both of Harry cheeks and brought his lips down to Harry's. Passionately he started to map out Harry's mouth again. He was relieved to feel Harry respond just as eagerly as before. He was scared that he might have frightened Harry off. Pulling back he whispered. " I love you!"
" I love you too, Draco"