Chapter 8

Bond length

Month: 2

Week: 0

Day: 1

Stage: friendship

" Do come in, my love" Draco purred, opening the portrait door.

Harry smiled, his heart pulsing in his ears.

Draco's dormitory was impeccable. A clean white sofa with a marble coffee table was to the left of the open door. To the right was a massive floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the Great Lake. Next to the window was a bookshelf, hundreds of books aligned on its shelves.

Two doors were paralleled to Harry. He suspected that one lead to the bathroom and the other lead to the bedroom. Overall, the dormitory was very Draco.

"Good god! I have a good taste" purred Draco. His voice silky.

This caused Harry to spin, hands on his hips, eye brow cocked. "Draaaco"

"Your clothes ... they are the ones I picked out, are they not?"

"Oh" Harry blushed, "Yes. They are".

"As I said. I have good taste"

"Yes, it's a wonder why you hadn't discovered you were sexually attracted to men tell two months ago" giggled Harry.

"Who said I wasn't?"

"Where you?"

"Hmm... perhaps that's a question you can ask when we play 15"

"What?"

"15, Potter. Surely even noble Gryffindor has played it".

"Erm. No"

"No?"

Harry shock his head.

"Well... that, I must admit is surprising. It's very popular among the Slytherin house!"

"Malfoy!"

"Alright! Alright! 15 starts with each player sipping this" Draco held up a clear bottle.

"What is it?"

"This Potter, is called veritaserupta. It's weakened version of veritaserum. As you should know Potter - veritaserum renders the drinker incapable of deception while the potion is still active in their system... an hour or so, however, veritaserupta..." Draco gave the bottle a little shake "...is only active for 15 minutes. Hence the name 15".

"So...it's like truth or dare? Only just with truth?"

"I suppose that's a fair comparison" smirked Draco. "You up for a game?"

"I am surprised Malfoy... You must trust me immensely. I could ask anything that pops into my mind and you will be obligated to tell Me the complete truth. That's gusty Malfoy"

"Believe me, Potter. You can't possibly ask me anything more inappropriate Slytherins do."

"You sure about that?" Harry smirked

"Are you in or not?"

Harry smiled and took one of the bottles.

"On the could of three?"

"One, two , three. Cheers!"

It was tasteless and went down very smoothly- in fact, it reminded Harry a lot like think slushy water.

The 15 minutes' timer appeared above the teens head. Harry could clearly see Draco's and Draco's could see Harry's.

"So, what? I ask a question, you answer - you ask and I answer?"

"That will do"

"Very well..."

Harry walked over the white sofa, patted the seat next to him. Draco smirked and took his seat.

"Hmm... where you attracted to boys before your brothel bond" Harry asked.

"I was attracted to both boys and girls pre bond. Where you?" The blonde asked.

"I dated girls because I thought I was suppose too, but I didn't want to have sex with them. " Harry begun to frown. He would never have admitted his sexuality under normal circumstances. This veritaserupta was working and Harry wasn't sure he liked it.

"Your turn" Draco mentioned

"Umm... have you had a boyfriend before?"

"Sure." Draco replied.

"How many?"

"3"

"Who?"

"Blaze, Charles & Daniel... What about you? How many girls have you dated before the bond".

"2"

"Anyone I know?" Draco asked

"Cho Change & Ginny Weasley"

"How far have you gone?" Harry questioned, his heart racing.

"all the way"

"With how many?"

"All three. How far have you gone?"

"Oral" replied Harry

"Given or received?"

"Both" Harry replied, looking at his feet.

"Where were you last Sunday night?" The questioned came before Harry could register asking it

"Hunting".

Hunting? That was ... not expected

"Has your uncle ever physically hurt you?" Draco asked without hesitation.

"Yes"

This is getting very deep. Very quickly. Harry glanced at the time, it has only been 5 minutes. A very long 10 minutes left...

"When was the last time he was physical with you?"

"The day before school. What do you mean hunting?"

"I need to feed during the full moon. So, I went hunting. Does he ever leave marks?"

"Both permanent and temporary. Why do you need to feed?"

"I am not fully human. Where are the permanent scares?"

"Arms, back, thighs and legs. If you're not fully human, then what are you?"

"I am 1/3 vampyre. Would you be willing to show me your scares?"

"Yes." That answer surprised Harry. He normally is very self-conscious of his scares and as a result he is very selective about the people who sees them. In fact, in his sixteen years only two people have seen them. His aunt & Pompfry...

...okay ... Even Harry was admiring that the bond maybe reaching beyond friendship and into comfortably... and for some reason Harry was more grateful then comprehensive.

...With a smile Harry unbuckled his trousers - to reveal odd shaped scares over his pale legs & thighs. Somewhere red raw, others were white and healed

"What caused them?" Asked Draco. "Belt buckles and cigarette lighters" replied Harry unbuttoning his shirt. Turning his back to Draco, opening his arms. Clad over his back and across his biceps were slash marks "and them?"

"Belts, ropes and chain links" by this time, however, Harry was clad only in green silk boxers. Causing Draco to lick is lips. "Can I get dressed again?" Was Harry's next question.

"I would rather you didn't. I am enjoying the view". Draco smirked.

Harry bit his lip to hold back a giggle and sat back down this time a little closer to his mate. His thigh brushing against Dracos.

"How are you 1/3 vampire?"

"My dad is a vampire" Draco fingers begun to twitch. Harry's naked things were musclier, seductive and … delicious.

"As in Snape?" asked Harry.

"Yeah" Draco placed his hand on Harry's thigh. It felt nice. Warm. Muscly.

"While we're on the subject... how do you have three parents?"

"Vampires mate for life, my father was my dad's mate but he was already bonded to my mum. So, they decided to brew me magically" Draco begun to rub his mate's thigh. His fingers gently brushing against his pale skin.

"What do you mean?" Harry moved so Draco has more access to his thigh

"Instead of a 9-month pregnancy involving the DNA of two parents. I was born through a 10-month potion using the DNA of three"

"I didn't know that was possible"

"It's black magic but not dark... " Draco was exploring more of his mates thigh, his breathing more rugged. Draco glanced at the time above Harry's head. 2 minutes left.

"are you going to mate?" Harry asked

Draco leaned towards his mate, his chest resting on Harrys "No. Only full blooded Vampires do". Draco's breath, now on Harry's skin.

"Are you attracted to me" Draco blurred out

"oh, God yes!"

That was it. That was all Draco needed… Before Harry had comprehend what had happened Draco's mouth was on his. It was warm and delicious… sheer perfection.

The blonde drew back which caused his mate to whimper...

One minute, 30 seconds left.

"Why did you stop?" Harry breathed, desperation in his voice.

"Because if I didn't stop ... " Draco smirked, twisting a random black lock behind Harry's left ear. "...I would have put my tounge half way down your thought"

Now this caused Harry to pull Draco's arm towards him, so that both boys were touching foreheads. Harry breathed in the intoxication of his mate, he shuddered and placed his arms on each of Draco's cheeks and initiated the second kiss. This one was deeper and more forceful. It was full of passion, full of desire, full of longing - Draco grabbed his mate by the waist while Harry's arms found a resting palace on Dracos shoulders.

Their tongues met and begun to explore. Deeper and deeper. Sounds of pleasure could be heard from both boys.

It was Harry who broke the kiss.

The timer clearly gone. The game clearly over... however, that was far from what either boy was thinking.

" you should go." Draco sighed.

"Do I have too?" Harry whispered

"Harry, we both know that you are not ready to go all the way... I respect that ...so please ... go… because… if you don't..." Draco could barely finish his sentance. His trousers clearly doing more talking them his voice.

With a sigh Harry grabbed his clothes "See you tomorrow my dear" Harry said as he left.

"Until next time my love" Draco whispered.

Harry awoke Saturday morning with a grin, his hands reached his face, as he giggled. He had kissed girls before, but nothing like that. Nothing that felt so right, nothing that felt so passionate ... nothing that touched his very soul. That final kiss last night, made Harry realise that he never wanted to feel anyone's else lips on his.

"Harry!, Harry!" Came Ron's voice breaking Harry him from his cocoon of bliss.

"Yeah? "

"Do we have qudditch try outs at 10 or 11?

Oh that's right Qudditch. Between the two bonding's, that little fact had completely slipped his mind. About a week after receiving his book list for this year, Harry had received a letter from the new Qudditich capital Katie Bell detailing their new practice schedule... every Saturday from 13:00 - 16:00, every Tuesday from 16:00 tell dinner and Friday from 16:00-Dinner - starting 1 month after school commences. Harry had to admit that when he received this list he was impressed. No other caption had attempted a qudditch schedule before school had even begun.

"It's at one. Has Katie even advertised that try out are today? I don't remember seeing anything?"

"Mate, that girlfriend of yours has really been distracting you! Katie has five sign up in the common room alone ... and at least 2 in the library".

"I don't have a girlfriend" was all Harry could say

"Yeah... boyfriend... same thing"

Breakfast was fine, a bit repetitive but fine. "So... what's our plan for today?" Ron asked, eating his now third breakfast sausage. "Besides try outs that is".

"We need fresh air, we have been cooped up this month for far too long". Herminoie mentioned , "so, I am thinking ..."

Harry didn't hear what his friend said next, because a paper bird was flying in front of him and had now landed on his pancakes.

Harry smiled - there was only one person who communicates this way... this beautifully ...

It's embarrassing having an intended who dresses muggle .

Harry looked up, and saw Draco standing by the door, arms crossed - a smirk on his face. Harry mirrored his smirk, and retaliated with flipping Draco the bird. Draco licked his middle finger ... sexually suductive and held it back up to Harry.

Harry licked his lips

"Look Harry, its Malfoy! " Ron nudged, pointing to the blonde "did you hear that Slythren kicked him out! They must of gotten tried of kissing his arse everyday"

"Stop it Ron!" Snapped Harry

"Your defending one of them now Harry? "

"He is not one of them!" Harry Stood angered and stormed out.

"What's gotten into him?"

Herminoe however let out a small "oh my god" she smirked and giggled.

Qudditch try outs where starting, and Harry knew already that they would be agonising. There appeared to be too many young students wanting to tryout just for glory and not enough with actual skill...

"Hello Harry" came a feminine voice. "Gretchen Daniels. 4th year" she extended her hand. Being polite Harry took it. She pulled his hand, so that her lips was on his ear "your uniform is ... delicious... Harry, I have extra special talents".

"Err... good? Perhaps that's something you can talk to Katie about?"

"No silly!" She playfully slapped him "talents just for you" she walked her fingers up his chest and tapped him on his nose.

"I am sorry?" Harry asked

She leaned in closer, her lips even more on his ear "Well... you're the chosen one... so... all you have to do it ask" she purred before she walked away.

"Fuck" he mumbled as he looked towards the stands and saw a mop of blonde hair.

With a sigh, Harry mounted his broom and took the sky.