Bond length

Month: 9

Week: 2

Day: 1

Stage: the mind connection

"You want to end the bond?" Harry asked, his voice echoing. The tenner tone dropping to bass.

"Yes" the response was simple but it still shook Harry down to the core.

Harrys green eyes glazed back to the leather bond text. His white hands shaking.

"A betrothal bonding is a powerful, ultimately black magic. Starting is 94ad, a betrothal binding was established as a way to combine magic cores between two magically enriched vessels. Once reached the power of each vessel is amplified to a doubled average..." Harry read "... it then goes to explain how to preform the bond... blah... blah... blah... a drop of each vessels blood must be consumed... then it explains the versions stages... mutuality, tolerance, friendship ... oh here it is..." "... as the bond was create with a blood sacrifice, it must end with one"

Harry's face paled as he glanced to Draco, who replied with a nod

"In order to end a bond, both vessels must acknowledge consent, by sharing a sexual experience in the blood of whom bonded them. There organism must echo the words of disgust and detest"

"... Dumbledore bonded us" Draco replied in a voice that was just above a whisper. "... Harry I love you, but I am not going not fuck you in his blood. Imagine the...impurities"

"Draco, this is the only way to end the bond"

"Do you think we are in love?" Draco asked.

"Well... I thought so… but here you are telling me that you want to end the bond" Tears now streaming down Harrys cheeks

" Now tell me Draco! what am I suppose to think? Here I thought we WERE in love. I thought we were progressing greatly… heck, we have even made it to the telepathic connection… how?…why?…"

"Greatly is not a word Harry"

"Draco!"

"Alright. Fine. We are in love... but do you think we could've been without the bond?"

"... I don't know."

"Well... I do. I've been obsessed with you for a few years now. I could tell just be looking at you; if you were having a good day, if you were just been told bad news, if you were missing someone or anything really..."

Harry gasped, shocked.

"So... let me get this straight... you want to end the bond... to see if we are still in love?"

"No. I want to end the bond, to show you that I love you with and without the forced courtship" Draco reassured

Harry feel silent. Only the sound of his heart beating could be heard.

"Find that resurrection spell Harry"

Draco and Harry arrived back at the resistance head quarters several days later, three translated scripts in hand. Goofy grins plastered across Harrys face. Spurts of incoherent giggles and mumbles escalating his lips. His eyes permanently fixed upon Draco. "What's the point really?" Harry giggled. Planting yet another kiss onto Dracos cheek before grabbing his hand and tightly squeezing. Holding it not in a lovers embrace but it a death grip.

"Well harry you seem to be ridiculously gay" Mad eye grumbled from across the dinning table, several scrolls spread in front of him.

"I believe i have always been gay..." Harry replies, batting his eye lashes to his mate while licking his lips,

"If you cant differentiate between homosexuality and cheerfulness then I hold little faith in this rebellion" mad eye muttered

"We are just content. That's all." Draco replied

"Any particular reason?"

That innocent statement simply caused the Harry to burst out in a fit of giggles while his delectable lips whispering a few seductive words into his mates ear.

This of course just caused Mad eye to sigh and hold out his hand. With a snap of his fingers the seven translate scrolls few into his hand. Then without saying a word he attempted to dismiss the teens only to have Narcissa arrive. A look of concern on her face.

"Draco... dear... did you speak to that manipulative elf Kreacher while you were at Grimmuld place?"

"Yes mother. I order him to make us meals during our stay"

"Did you and Harry have EXACTLY the same meals?"

"Erm… yes?"

"Family style or individual portions."

"Kreacher always seemed to make the herbs to spicy for Harry, so he always ended up with his own"

"Fucking hell" the aristocratic Malfoy muttered

"What?" Draco questioned

"Kreacher is loyal to the Blacks"

"So?"

"So, how do you think he is going to react knowing that Harry is the Black heir? And not you?"

"Kreacher was perfectly civilised mother. There was nothing that might of suggested that he wanted to put Harry in danger"

"No, I don't think danger was his motive" May eye mentioned, observing Harry quietly. "Harry, how do you feel about Dumbledore?"

"I don't any feelings towards him. Good or bad. He is a person of non importance"

"That doesn't sound like Harry" Draco mumbled

"Right. What about you Draco? How do you feel about Dumbledore?"

"He is a vicious manipulator that needs to be stopped. He is a danger to our current and future world"

"He must die" Harry agreed, going into complete submissive silence

"I thought you said he was of no importance" mad eye questioned

"If Draco wants him gone, then gone he shall be" his words sounding off key.

"Their you have it"

"What?"

"Kreacher dosed Harry with a love poison"

"It is a smart way to ensure that Draco rules over the household. Quite smart for an house elf really" Narcissa replied

"Love poison? I've never heard of a love poison" Draco mentioned

"Love poison is the black version of the love potion. Sure, it creates infatuation but is also creates attachment. Attachment so strong that it the affected neglects necessary duties" Narcissa explained

"If my history serves my correctly, the most notable case came in the 1590s when a sorcerer poisoned the heir and heiress of two warring families in order to bring peace. Now, if I remember correctly In the end she faked her death to run off with him, but he didn't receive the the message and killed himself at the sight of her body... when she awoke she killed herself at the sight of his corpse" mad eye recited

"That doesn't sound to bad. I would die for Harry. Any day"

"Draco... it was only a couple of months ago, that you thought Harry WAS dead. I don't recall you attempting to meet death"

"No. Because I knew Harry would want us to continue with the resistance."

"Yes. Exactly. You remembered your duty. Those affected does not. There one Purpose is attachment..."

Narrcissa didn't even have time to complete that sentence before both Harry screamed and Draco yelped. Pain infected on both there faces.

"What now?" Mad eye grumbled

"Draco wanted... Dumbledore ...dead... so... I tried to kill him... using... my internal power..." Harry whispered gasping between breathes

"What do you mean dear?" Lily asked, finally making her way to the kitchen table. Luna beside her, cooing at an infant Teddy,

"I... saw... him. In his o-o-office ... and I just flooded it... with green light ... light that got thicker and thicker and thicker... until his was gaping. Turning purple, you know?"

"Right?" Narcissia questioned

"Then it just stopped. He stopped it."

"Fucking hell Harry. You tried to kill the great Albus Dumbledore using legitimus..." Draco mentioned "...That's fucking dangerous"

"Dangerous and stupid! Not only does Dumbledore now know you are alive! But, now he also knows where you are… where we all are…fuck!" Mad eye yelled, jumping to his feet "everyone move out Now!"

And right on queue and crack of a powerful apperation could beard and with the blink of Harry's green eyes stood the the man whose name shall never be uttered. Voldemort. Clearing the father had sent the son.

Twin red eyes gazed upon the resistance, his wand drawn, his teeth blazing...