Bond length

Month: 9

Week: 0

Day: 1

Stage: the mind connection

"Stage nine? But we haven't been able to establish stage eight!"

"Are you sure?" Tonks asked, nursing teddy who was now very Interested in his mothers bright pink hair

"Err... yes. I've never been able to feel what Draco does"

"Maybe that's because you were feeling the same? Maybe you were not able to feel Draco's fear because you were feeling your own?"

"I doubt it"

"Don't be too sure" Mad eye yelled once again from the living room. "Emotions are complicated. Especially for two people that are double bonded"

"What exactly are you doing Alstor?" Lily asked, holding her own cup of brewed coffee

"This muggle television show. It features a muggle health professional that travels time and space through a law enforcement box"

"What you mean like a doctor?" Harry asked

"Doctor? Doctor who?" Came the smooth echoing voice of Draco Malfoy. It was obvious that the mind connection was stronger. Draco's voice was more prominent then before,

"There you are" Harry cried "it's been almost two weeks since we've seen each other... when will you be back?"

"Why? Miss me already snuggle puss?"

"Snuggle puss?"

"Don't like snuggle puss? What about goose bug? Chickadee?"

"Draco"

"Alright!. I don't imagine I Will be staying to much longer. We've already recruited them. It's just the legal formalities"

"Legal formalities?"

"I wasn't invited to partake in the actual negotiations but I imagine it's just contracting signing and an exanage of gold. Something formal like that"

The night came rather quickly for Harry. After a meal of mash potatoes and pork chops with gravy, Harry must admit he was quite satisfied. The night was clear with the the moon weaning. A hoot of a nearby owl held some comfort to Harry. It was not an owl Harry knew, nor was it an owl that was targeted for Harry, so with one more hoot Harry went to sleep.

He awoke several hours later to the sound of the downstairs grandfather clock chime eleven. A soothing, seductive voice begun to ring in his ears "Harry..." "Harry..."

"Draco?"

"Hmmm" Draco purred

"It's the middle of the night"

"No, it's eleven! Technically the middle of the night is midnight. Hence the term mid"

"What do you want?"

"You know what I want"

" I'm not up for playing your games right now Draco"

"Harry. Take off your pants"

"What?"

"Your pants! Take them off"

"Why?"

"I want to try something"

"What?" Harry asked

"Must you ask all these questions?"

"Kinda. Yeah."

"Argh" Harry heard Draco whine.

The commutation went silent. Eerie silent. Deadly silent.

"Draco?" Harry asked, only to be responded with a very soft touch to his penis. The touch growing stronger and stronger. Tell he felt a firm grip.

"Draco!"

"As I said. Take your pants off"

"You really want to try this?" Excitement enhancing in Harry's voice.

"Why not?"

"Why not!" Harry replied, tearing off his Pajama bottoms, freeing his not very stiff erection.

"Remember, thanks to the physical connection we established in stage seven; what you do to your body. I can feel on mine" Draco whispered, as Harry's cock twitched again. A slight tingle on his length as a phantom hand begun to glide over it with slight tickles.

With a slight moan, Harry begun to grab himself.

"That's a hard grip" Draco moaned back.

Harry smirked a plan forming in his head. He begun to rub feeling his length beneath his hands... before Harry could bring himself to increase speed, he felt Draco phantom hands upon on his erection.

The sensation of Harry's own hands colliding with Draco's sent chills down his spine. Chills that Harry knew his mate also felt. As soon as the fogginess of desire cleared Harry begun to finally pick up speed. Gripping himself faster and faster from the tip of his foreskin to the bottom of his balls. Their was a few times when Harry felt Draco's phantoms hands under his, and too say that Harry saw stars was an understatement. Harry could feel himself climb higher and higher, feeling the sensation of exultation. Harry could feel that his heartbeat was in rhythm with his mate.

It was unclear whom came first, but in Harry's mind, he simply didn't care.

"So... did you give me a hand job? Or did I masturbate?" Draco giggled

"You decide, This was your idea"

"I didn't hear you complain"

"When are you due back?" Harry asked "I miss you"

"I miss you too! But as a male veela... you have no idea how rare I am"

"...so?"

"So in the last week I've had seven marriage proposals, two political offers..."

"Political offers? Just because you're a male?"

"Oh, it's totally unfair. That's why I mentioned that my role is the wizarding realm"

"You declined the proposals as well? Right?"

"Nope"

"DRACO!"

"If i declined we would've have lost the veela army. i didn't decline, I've simply said that I already have an active botheral contract"

"Is that all I am to you? An active contract?"

"Go to sleep love. You're overtired"

"Draco!"

"You're overreaching! And you know it. You only do that when you're tired"

"Draco" that was all Harry had time to say before Draco ended the communication.

"Fucking bastard"

The next five days drew on. Each hour stretching on and on. Harry's homeschooling becoming more and more of a bore. After the third day (and two weeks without Draco) Harry begun to feel incomplete. Like he was only half alive, half of a whole.

Friday finally arrived, much like any other day. The sun arose, just like every other day. But, when Harry heard the fermilar zip of an apperation Harry heart begun race and much to his surprise his nerves flew. Draco's blonde hair grew bright and his grey eyes shone. Harry's heart leaped, as it always did when he saw his mate.

Within moments the pale arms of Draco was around the Harry's tanned waisted. The embrace was long and lovely.

"Report!" Was all Mad Eye said as he came leaping out the kitchen, greeting the Malfoy upon the backyard.

"We have the veela army... but it wasn't easy"

"Why?"

"It seems half the veela clan has already sworn an allowance with Dumbledore"

"Yes, the fae clan has as well." Lily mentioned "we were able align the the dark fae though"

"The dark fae!" Draco roared

"Draco! Do keep your personal feelings and those silly fairy tales out of this" Narcissa mentioned.

"... as I was saying. Because half the fae has aligned with Dumbledore, we had to imprint the idea that our cause was more worthy... and the only way to do that is through... Draco"

"Ok?"

"Draco must have a child with the queen"

"What?!" Exclaimed Harry "you told me that you told them you were already brothed"

"I did! I actively mentioned the bathothel contact!"

"bathothel contracts doesn't mean squat in the veela realm" moody mentioned

"But... no! No! No! I Forbid it!"