Bond length
Month: 6
Week: 1
Day: 1
Stage: Desire
It was well past midnight Sunday morning when Harry, Draco and Snape finally arrived back to Hogwarts. With the promise to meet in Snapes office after Lunch that morning, that finally allowed Snape to dismiss the teenagers back to their dorm. It was when Draco was tearing off his white silk day shirt and replacing it with the green night shirt that it finally hit Harry. This was the first time that they have been alone in several days. Despite the fact that their relationship had yet to be consummated Harry was finding it remarkably difficult to hold off his sexual desire towards his mate. A desire that was growing stronger everyday - yet it was a desire that often had to be suppressed due to the intense war efforts Harry and Draco often found themselves in.
"Well?!" Snapped Draco
"Huh?"
"You weren't listening too me?"
"Erm..."
"POTTER!"
"Draco ... what is it?"
"I asked if you had any indication where in Hogwarts that horcruxes is!"
Harry simply responded by shrugging his shoulders "Voldermort opened the chamber of secrets while he was at Hogwarts ... maybe there?"
"Worth a try I suppose"
" That... that... was the first time you have called me Potter since we have been bonded" Muttered Harry.
''Well... you should listen to me next time''
''Maybe i shouldn't... since i found it very erotic''
It was the grey eyes of his sleepy partner, half way between changing from his school pants into his silk pajamas; that caused Harry to launch at him, His hands wrapping around Draco's neck - his lips meeting his mates.
Draco had barely anytime to comprehend what was happening before Harry's tongue was in his, Harry's hands gliding through Draco platinum blonde hair.
"What was that for?" Draco said with a purr when they finally separated
"It's... just getting harder and harder to resist you"
"That's the bond"
"I don't care" was the final thing that Harry muttered before his mouth was once again on Draco's. His tongue exploring the essence that was Draco. His essence was intoxicating and hypnotic ... essence that made Harry forget who he was or what he was doing. Essence that reassured Harry that even without the bond, he and Draco would've found the path to each other eventually.
Warm hands reached Harry's backside, gripping it harder and harder, pulling Harry closer.
It a matter of seconds Harry felt himself pushing Draco back. Harshly. The desire in Harry's emerald eyes was all Draco saw before a lustful Harry was climbing on him clad only in his purple silk boxers, his erection begging for freedom.
"Harry..." purred Draco, his mouth going dry, the closer his mate climbed on him.
"Shut it" Harry replied, pushing his mouth on Draco. His fingers clawing at Draco's buttons, tearing his pants open with a satisfying moan. Freeing Draco's erection.
"God Harry!" was the only words the escaped Draco's mouth, before even Draco's mind went blank, submitting to the moment. It had to take Draco a couple of seconds longer to realize that Harry had not only stopped but he was staring at his partners penis with a curious look.
"What?" Draco asked, concern and impatience lacing his voice.
"How... Do you want to do this? Me top? You top?"
"Since I am the one with...experience ... maybe I should top? I might be able to control the pain"
"Pain? I though it was going to pleasurable"
"There is normally is pain with your first. It's doesn't last for long though..."
"You will be gentle right?" The first waiver of nervousness creeping into Harry's voice
"Well... I'll try to be. I mean. We are bonded after all and ...well i would like to fuck again. Theirs no point making your first time so tragic that you decide to join a monistry or something"
"I can do that?"
"Hush now love, you are in safe hands"
Safe hands
That was what Harry kept reassuring himself when he traded places with Draco, going onto his hands and knees. His heart now beating to the sensation of nervousness rather then desire. He wanted this, he really did. He wanted Draco. He wanted lust, he wanted desire... he wanted to be physical.
Safe hands
Harry felt Draco grip him gently, his fingers dancing seductively over his gentleman's area, before stopping - leaving Harry once again in a state of nervous arousal. It was as Harry saw Draco reach for his wand that he yelped.
"Relax love. I'm just lubing up" Draco purred, placing his wand back on the Beside table. Harry hearing a squashing sound as Draco begun to lather his fingers.
Safe hands
Harry felt the pressure of his tight entrance slowing beguning to give as Draco teased it with his prominent finger. There was no pain, just a tightness. A tightness that loosened every time Draco wiggled his finger around and Every time Harry felt his entrance loosen a little bit more, he felt a ping of sheer pleasure. Slipping in a well lubricated second finger, Harry's pleasure soared. It was not the intense orgasmic pleasure that arose during his masturbation climax, but more of a comfortable pleasure. A joyful pleasure.
Safe hands
That thought occurred to him once more when Harry felt fullness enter him. He knew then that he could no longer claim the Virgin title. Draco's fullness hurt, Harry could feel himself tear a little, and it was sending tears in Harry's eyes.
"Do you want me too stop?" Draco asked, his voice ruggard.
"No. Just let me get used to it first" it was meant to come out strong and demanding, but much to his dismay Harry heard himself squeak the words.
It took a couple of minutes before Harry could feel himself relax. His tightness realising. The pleasure once again returning... it was only at this moment that Draco did his first thrust. It hurt once again, but that time the pleasure out-wrote it. It was on the fourth thrust, that the moans begun to escape Harry's mouth. Before long Harry lost track of time and space. He felt himself climb higher and higher with every one of Draco's thrusts... Harry knew that soon he would be flying. Flying so high, that even the birds could not reach him. The organism came the moment Harry's vision left, All Harry saw from then on out was stars. Stars of every color and every size.
Why would anyone settle for masturbation when they can have this? Pure ecstasy. Pure desire. Pure completeness. Pure unison.
It was only after Harry felt his mate climax, that he pulled away from Draco. His breath still uneven.
Safe hands
Was the last coherent thought before both Harry and Draco drifted off into a peaceful slumber, both wrapped in each other's arms. Only once their breathing settled that a golden light arose from each of the boys heart. It was pulsing to sound of two unique heart beats before it slowing joined into one. The beating mimicking each other's as the light gracefully covered them in a ball of unison before it settled back. As quick as the light came, it also went.
It was 11:30pm Sunday morning when Harry finally awoke. The combination of soreness and stickiness was Harry's secondary concern to his heart beating unusually faster. After a long shower, which soothed his muscles, but not his heart.
Harry and Draco made their way to the Dungeons.
"You think the dark lord hid a horcruxes in the chamber of secrets?" Snape asked. Obvious sarcasm seeping in every syllable.
"You don't?" Harry asked
"Let me ask you something Potter, why do you think Salazar made the chamber in the first place?"
"Wasn't it to house a monster that would kill all muggle borns?... cause he was predigest and all that"
"Very one minded Potter."
"What then?!"
"while, Yes it's true that Salazar didn't want to enroll muggleborns it's was not because he was predigest. It's because he lived in a time were muggles were burning, torturing or mameing us... surely Professor Binns has taught you about the Salem witch trails?"
"Umm... no"
"Of cause he hasn't. That man never gets past the goblin wars... anyway, Salazar feared that if we enroll muggleborns, one of them might let the location of the school slip ... either voluntarily or under arrest. Once the location of the school was known, do you know how much danger the rest of the student body and its professors would've of been in? You would have muggle officials at the Hogwarts gates within minutes! Salazar, simply; created the chamber as a safe haven for his pure and half blood students... it housed a monster that only the pure blooded could awaken and control. It was more as a defense mechanism rather then one for attack"
"Sorry, Professor I am unsure as to what this has to do with the horcrux?"
"Well... for one thing the aurora of the black magic would compromise the development of the basilisk; making it uncontrollable to even the most skilled parselmouths. Potter, do you know what happens when you have an uncontrollable basilisk?"
"It would compromise the location ..."
"It. would. compromise. the. location. Hence, i am sure Salazar enforced some type of anti-black magic protection spell onto his safe haven"
"well... I don't know where else he could've hid one though..." Harry snapped back.
"Perhaps you should ask someone who was actually there..."
"What? Like Hagrid?"
"Don't patronise me Potter! That oaf wouldn't know the difference between a hippogriff and an elephant"
"Dad is referring to someone not living. A portrait or a ghost" Draco said. It never occurred to Harry that these were the first words Draco has said this entire conversation.
"Draco perhaps you should ask the Barron? Potter try and charm the grey lady. Somehow I don't see the dark lord spilling his secrets the that half-a-ghost you house in Gryffindor or that jolly and overly happy monk Hufflepuff has"
Talking to the dead Ravenclaw resident was proven to be more difficult then Harry imagined, every time he got close to the timid lady she would shriek off, leaving Harry in an abandoned hallway or unfamiliar corridor. Only for him to spend hours trying to find his way back.
Quite coincidentally though, Harry saw none other then Luna talking quite calming to the ghost Thursday morning; only to have the blonde skip joyfully up to him.
With a seriousness in her eyes she muttered "it's in the room that is hidden"
Only to skip off, her dirty blonde hair flowing behind her. it was random... but even Harry couldn't deny how helpful one of Luna's ramblings had been. This time.
It was those 2 seconds from Luna that lead Harry, Draco and Snape right to the room of requirement and in essence right to Ravenclaw's lost diadem. It's was the calling of both disgust and desire that pin pointed the object to Harry.
"Now that you know what it feels like to be near a horcrux... can you think of any other times, love; were you felt like this?" Draco asked, as the boys watched Snape carefully levitate the object into a sealed leather pouch.
"Yes..." Harry replied "every time I am with Dumbeldore"
"Yes... but Dumbeldore is not a Horcrux." Draco replied, a giggle in his voice.
"No, but he maybe wearing one" Snape calmly said, joining the teenagers.
"Can you wear one without it destroying you ?" Harry asked, only to hear Snape mutter a rather un-Snape like response "Who knows anymore."
"Perhaps you should have tea with him" Draco added
"What?!"
"It might help you pinpoint the object"
"he brainwashed me the last time I has had tea with him! remember?'' Harry snapped back.
"Yes, but we have the counter curse now.'' Snape replied.
''what if he has changed it? or what of he has strengthen it? or...''
''Love, it will be fine.''
''You dont know that''
''No, but i know you.''
So, it was Friday night when Harry found himself across from Dumbeldore drinking lemon tea and dinning on caldron cakes...