Bond length

Month: 6

Week: 1

Day: 1

Stage: physical turbulence

Harry awoke at Malfoy Palace bruised, tired and sore but completely conscious ... and more importantly alive! The smell of cooking venison still woofing through the hallowed halls of the regal palace, however - It was in this very moment that Harry realized he had know idea where Malfoy palace was and he had know idea how to get back to Hogwarts. Was he miles away? Was he states away? Or was he on the other side of the globe? He had no idea and this scared him.

"Master Potter- Black?" Harry heard A small squeak; that barely audible above the clicking of the old grandfather clock. Harry's first though was simply to question his own sanity. Perhaps his hour with death effected him more then her realized?

It was a couple of seconds later that the voice spoke again, the amplification louder and more noticeable. "Master Potter- Black?"

Of course! Harry thought, of course! The elves!

"Hello?" Harry whispered, his voice croaky.

"Master Potter- Black!" The squeaking voice exclaimed again! His squakiness even more squeaky. This was obviously a very excited elf.

It took Harry several moments to hoist himself up from the floor, using the expensive white gold coffee table as a support. it was Harry's first gaze upon the Malfoy elf, that made him acknowledge that Claudia has such a profound respect for her elves. The aging elf that stood in front of Harry was dressed in an ironed black suit, a royal green lining emphasizing the Malfoy created that was embroiled on his left breast. The glow of pride, happiness and satisfaction was clearly sown on the servants face. Harry knew he was treated well, he was fed and he was thriving.

"Hello!" Harry introduced "may I asked your name?"

"Philly! Sir! It's Philly! its a pleasure to meet you Master Harry Potter-Black! The mate of the great Draconian Malfoy-Prince is a friend of Philly. A friend indeed sir!".

"Err... Draconian?" Harry questioned.

"You will know him better as Draco sir. Draco is the name that mistress Narcissa identifies him as. A rather simple name if you ask me. A name for a commoner sir; not a lord"

Harry didnt know whether to be offended or assumed by the comment; he simply responded with the next time that entered his mind "Where are we Philly?"

"In the great Malfoy palace! Only the oldest Malfoy can reside here"

"Right... Philly where is Malfoy palace?"

"Right here sir"

"And where is here?"

"Malfoy palace sir!"

"Philly..." Harry signed "let's try again? what country are we in?"

"Germany sir"

"Germany?!"

"Yes, Transavania sir"

"Shit... err... any ideas on how to get back to Hogwarts?"

"Hogwarts sir?"

"You know Hogwarts. The magic school in Britain?"

"Yes, sir. I am acquainted with Hogwash... I mean Hogwarts sir. I just don't understand why the mate of Draconian is attending a school as basic as Hogwarts"

Ah... there is that predejest harry was waiting for.

"Draco attends Hogwarts Philly"

"No Sir, he does not. Draconian attends Durmstrang. The only acceptable school for pure blood lords"

Was there any point in arguing with an elf that is submissive by nature; an elf that is sworn to one of the most pure and predigest family in the wizarding world? No. Harry thought not.

"Let's try again Philly..." Harry sighed for the third time. "How do I get to stone hedge?. That's the international platform for wizarding travel is it not?"

"It is sir. it is. But the only way out of the Malfoy wards is with the direction and permission of another Malfoy"

"Fantastic..." the sarcasm seeping into Harry's voice.

"Perhaps master Potter-Black would like some supper while he waits for Senior mistress Malfoy?" Philly asked.

"Sure Philly. Food would be nice. But, please No venison"

"Master Potter - Black doesn't enjoy stag?"

"Stag and doe are most definitely NOT on my eat list"

"Very well. Philly will get Misty to cook scotch fillet and oysters for Mister Potter - Black"

The garlic white wine sauce that covered Harry's steak was Divine. It was rich and delicate. It was something that Harry knew only elves to master.

"Master Potter-Black" squeaked Philly as Harry was mid bite into him steak. Slavering each and every bite; meat juice dripping onto crisp white plate.

"Yes Philly?"

"Philly just wanted to inform you that the Malfoy wards has been deactivated"

"Claudia deactivated the wards?"

"Not sir! it was not mistress Claudia. This Malfoy has a different magical core to Mistress Claudia's"

Indeed Standing in front of Harry was not Claudia. It was Draco. His blonde hair unusually messy, black bags deepen under his eyes. It was the first time Harry saw depression and fear in his mates soul. All elements of Draco's usual Malfoy pride was gone with grief and anger taking its place.

"Draco..." Harry purred. His fork dropping onto his plate, his eyes locked to the grey that is Draco's; Harry's legs moved unconsciously to met his mate. However; Draco's wand pointing hard onto his neck was the last thing that Harry expected.

The deep angry breaths that Draco took, his wand piercing Harry's delicate skin was causing small electric bolts to radiate around Draco's persona. The crackling sound of pure, unfiltered magic was filling the air.

"Draco..." Harry whispered again

"Who. are. you?" The words were quite, but most definitely full of danger

"Love..."

"Dont! Ever call me that!" Draco's wand pierced Harry's neck harder.

"Draco... it's me. You know it's me"

It was now the Harry could feel his neck beginning to bruise. Even though it was just Draco's wand, the jabbing felt indeed like a knife. A knife the was on the verge of breaking delicate skin.

"Do not assume I am going to play your sick twisted game. You are not Harry Potter. Harry potter is dead and you'll be wise to remember that "

"Draco..."

"You have approximately 10 seconds to prove to me that you are Harry Potter. Or I swear to Merlin that you will be begging for death before the hour is up"

"Draco ...please...you know it's me"

"10...9...8..."

"You can feel it!"

"7...6...5..."

"The jabbing in your neck! You can feel it"

"4...3...2..."

"It's the physical turbulence Draco! Your wand is hurting me and you can feel it"

"...one..."

"Draco..." panic seeping into Harry's voice.

"Diffindo!"

In an instant Harry saw the spell hit his right breast, a short but obvious slice piercing his skin. It was in no way life threatening but it certainly hurt!

Harry watched as the pain from the slice reflected obviously onto Draco's face.

"Proof enough?" Harry asked, clutching his wound.

"It's you"

"Yes, Draco... It's me"

"... I saw you die"

"Do you really think something as simple as death can defeat me? Come on love! I'm the boy who lived!"

Harry once again watched as Draco cast another Diffindo spell on him, slicing his right forearm- which Draco responded instantly to; by grabbing his own arm.

"Draco!"

"That's for scaring me!"

"I didn't do it by choice!"

"I don't care! You fucking scared me Harry Potter! I came back to this god foresaken palace to fucking bury you. Do you understand that? I was planning you fucking funeral."

''that still gives you no reason to cut me!'' Harry snapped

''I am not going to apologize. A scratch is nothing compared to seeing your mate die!''

"Diffindo!" Harry replied, aiming at Draco's stomach. It was obvious from the searing pain that now plagued Harry's stomach that the bond between Harry and Draco was indeed at physical turbulence. The pain Harry felt when Draco cut him, was indeed no different to pain Harry now felt when he cut Draco.

''Oh! stop being a Slythren for once in your life! Not everything is gong to work out your way and you can not punish people when it doesn't!"'

''Diffindo!" Harry saw the spell hit him just above his left eye brow. A smirk on Draco face.

''Diffindo!" ''Diffindo!" ''Diffindo!" ''Diffindo!"

It was chaos for the next few minutes, slicing spells being cast and hit by both boys... and both boys feeling the full force of each and every hit.

it was only after ten minutes when Both boys was panting and both feeling emotionally drained that they decided to call a surrender.

"... the horcrux is destroyed. The one in me I mean" Harry replied.

"I know... I can feel it's absence."

That was the last thing the couple said to each other before spending several minutes just staring at each other. A mood between hostile and electricafying sexual tension.

Harry gave in quicker then his mate. His arm wrapping around Draco's neck in a matter of milliseconds. A Romantic embrace was obviously not enough for Draco- as his response was to slip his tongue into his mates mouth. Harry's breath amplified the further Draco explored his mouth. Harry could feel himself getting hard, very quickly. However based on were his hips were placed in relation to Draco's, Harry could tell that Draco wasn't quite there yet. His hands begun to creep into Draco's leather belt... attempting to undo the latch single handily.

"Harry... I can't"

"... wha?"

"Harry... I just spent the last 12 hours believing you were dead. I killed someone! I was preparing to bury you!... my... just... just...wait for my adrenaline to slow down a bit"

Needless to say that Draco's heart was still racing an hour later; when Harry was finally apperated back to head quarters. The first thing Harry was was not the look of sheer relief and surprise that his resistance members had; no; it was the tears that was trickling down his mother's cheeks. A look of delight plastered on her ghost like face. It was obvious to Harry that her grief had already started... she had already accepted her sons death; only for the single ray of sunshine to glimmer in her green eyes once again the moment she saw her son alive.

"Well..." Harry heard Moody say. "The question is what do we do now?"

"Sorry?" Harry asked

"Do we set the wizarding world straight or do you join you mother and the Prewett and remain dead?"

"You can be serious Alastor" Lilly exclaimed, wiping her tears on the hanky Snape offered her. "He needs school. The only way we can defeat the dark in with Harry's education"

"Education that we can provide him!" Mad eye replied

"And I am sure that will be far superior that the defense rubbish they learn at Hogwarts!" Snape commencement.

"So... it's settled then! As far as the wizarding world knows. Harry is dead. He will no longer attend Hogwarts."

"But what about my friends? What about Ron? And Hermione?"

"Their loyalties still lies with Dumbledore Harry. Until that changes... we can't... inform them" Draco replied

That broke Harry. His heart simply got heavier and heavier.

"However my love..." Draco said, pain seeping into his voice "we can inform the Weasley twins & the Weaslette. They have already been sworn into the rebellion"

"I know Draco. I know... it's just that Ron & Hermione was there for me, when no one else was"

"In time they will come around harry. In time" Narcissa replied

"But... until they do Harry. You are to remain here. You are now our secret weapon"