Bond length

Month: 10

Week: 0

Day: 1

Stage: the physical call

"He is defeated Harry" Draco whispered for the up tenth time this week.

"How can you say that when he is walking less then 5ft away from us?" Harry whispered from the kitchen table, nodding towards the half a man strolling feeling in the Lounge-room. Still dragging that stained couch pillow.

"Because, love... he think his nose is his arse and his arse is his nose"

"He can still preform magic though" Harry tried reason

"Turning the couch pillow purple is not something that worries me Harry" Draco replied

"Draco is right Harry..." Mad eye begin to Interject, slowing making his was to his usual spot

"... that ... thing… in there is no more a danger then a common wood mouse. I think the better question is what to do with him..."

"I thought you were trying to Legilimise him?" Narcissia said, pouring herself a cup of tea.

"There is not much of a mind left to legitimise" mad eye mention "Severus has been working on him for the past week with little to no success... it's like trying to interpret a white painted canvas"

"...well...I have an idea" Tonks said, bouncing teddy on her hip. Her bags heavier then normal

"You're back!" Harry replied, springing from his chair, scooping the mini Lupin from his mothers arms

"How did the werewolves go? Report" mad eye demanded

"Well... on the bright side, it doesn't look like Teddy has any genetical traits... which I already knew. His meat will be well done, he's teeth an average size and no excess body hair"

"Yes...yes... the boy is acquitted! What about our ranks?"

"They will send one werewolf to our ranks."

"Just one?"

"Just one Volunteered"

Mad eye simply rosed an eyebrow

"A female. Elizabeth Tutor"

"The virgin queen of England? Isn't she dead?" Draco asked

"Only on the Muggle world. She faked her own death when she was infected with lycanthrope"

"But why does she want to help?"

"... it was Mellifluous Greyback who bit her"

"Fenrir's great-great grandfather" mad eye added

"I thought lycanthrope isn't hereditary?"

"It's not... but in the case if the Greyback family, it become custom to bite once the infant reaches there thirteenth full moon"

The silence grew more and more awkward as mad eye begun rubbing his forehead

"What were you saying about Voldemort? You had an idea on what to do with him?"

"Oh... yes... instead of using my husbands corpse to reanimate why not use ... his..."

"Because he is not technically dead?" Draco replied

"No, but you do need a living sacrifice. Do you not?" She replied, gesturing to Voldernort whom was now whistling a sea navy.

Mad eye cocked his head while Placing a single finger on his lips and begun to ponder.

"I guess the final question is... who do we reanimate?"

Lily was the first to reply "James?"

"No. It has to be a soul powerful enough to defeat Dumbledore." Tonk replied

"Not to mention that upon death, James was still loyal to Dumbledore. He would never betray him willingly" Mad eye added

"Remus?" Tonks answered. "His loyalties changed"

"Yes... but even when his magical advancements, his skills would not be advanced enough"

"Well... I think, we are thinking to soon. What if we go back further? Say... reanimate Merlin" Draco asked

"Why would Merlin fight for a cause that developed thousands of years after his death" Narrasicia questioned "... but I see where you are coming from... what about Salazar Slytherin? I don't think he would be too impressed to learn that Dumbledore tarnished his name so poorly"

"... that would mean a genetic link between vessel and spirit. It could work" Draco mentioned

"Wait... so... your planning on killing Voldermort to reanimate Salazar Slytherin... so he can kill Dumbledore?"

"... well...not killing ...but sacrificing"

"But. What. About. The . Horcruxes?. They are invalid at the moment because in technical term, Voldermort is still alive... if he dies the next horcrux just gets activated" Harry added

"Point. We let's recap; you destroyed the diary in your second year. Correct?"

"Yes"

"The Dumbledore ring and Ravenclaws diadem was destroyed 4 months ago. Correct?"

"Correct"

"The horcrux in you was destroyed 12 weeks ago"

"Yes. I almost died"

"Well... according to the wizard if world you DID die"

"A-huh"

"Let's think... now that we know that Voldermort is the product of a bond between Dumbledore and Grindelwald... and we know that one of the horcruxes was A Dumbledore heirloom. It stands to reason that another would belong to the Grindelwald family."

"You don't feel anything Harry?" Lily asked

Harry simply shook his head "I'm sorry mother, but I haven't felt anything since the Horcrux was removed from Me"

"So... we don't have a living connection. That's fine! Everyone can sense the uneasiness that comes from a horcrux." Mad eye replied

"The only thing I feel uneasy about at the moment is that thing! That thing right there! Staring at us like we don't exist" Harry snapped. Bearing his teeth. Gazing at Voldermort was piercing eyes

"What that?" Harry finally asked, his voice still full of anger.

"What's what?"

"What's around his neck?"

Creeping forward Tonks used the same deception skills she uses on her infant. Distracting the eyes with one thing while she goes to work on other. Within a few seconds Tonks held up a locket. Embroidered with a French family crest.

"I dear say, friends that, this is it"

"Great! Is that it? Is there more? How will we know?"

"I think we might have to risk it. Deal with Voldermort if and when he returns" Mad Eye explained. "Lucius take this to Azkaban." He said tossing the locket to the eldest Malfoy

"Why Azkaban?"

"The Dementors will have a field day sucking the soul out of it"

"Dementors! Why didn't I think of that!" Snape questioned, slapping himself in the forehead "I wouldn't of needed to destroy a whole hall in the department of ministry"

"What's done is done" Mad eye mentioned "now we will give the Dementors a week to destroy the locket. Then we reanimate.." he was met with several nods

"Harry...what exactly do we need for this spell?"

The question snapped Harry out of his daze, only to have the reinterpreted parchment shoved into his hands

"Erm... a warm vessel"

"Check"

"An unwilling sacrifice"

"Unwilling... unknowing... same thing"

"Five magical beings with enriched ancestral black magic…"

"…What does that mean?" Harry asked, rereading the question

"We need five people who have a family history of black magic. The Malfoy's have not practiced it in centuries but we did have a history of it. Draco and I will make two..." Lucius mentioned "... Narcissia and Tonks are Blacks. They will make the third and forth...and if I remember correctly the Prince family was pretty heavy into Black magic"

"Severus" Narcissia conformed

"Well... that was easy" Harry mumbled "it says the spell will be successful if the pale moon turns red"

It has been three days since The Horcrux has been removed from headquarters and Harry was feeling much better. His relaxed stature displayed as he browsed through his the autobiography of Godrick Gryffindore whole resting his head on Dracos lap. Draco was simply flicking his wand sending blue sparks into the air ... just because he could.

"Draco?"

"Yeah?"

"Kiss me"

Just as expected Dracos lips was on Harry's. with the resistance and the war Harry's desire to be intimate with his mate become subsidised. It was until Harry saw how gently his eye lashes graced the top of his cheek every time he blinked; that Harry's arousal amplified.

The kiss grew and grew, Harry could feel Dracos arousal grow through the bond. Once Harry mixed that with his own, he knew that he stood no chance. Colours begun to swirl as Harry shot from his lying down position to his knees. He tore of his shirt and begin to deepen the kiss. The small moan Harry heard, caused the rest of his clothes to vanish with a flick of Dracos wand. Harry could feel Dracos warm, silky skin. The velveteen shot down and the closer Harry got to Dracos cock the warmer his own body heat became. He wanted Draco and he dam well knew that Draco wanted him.

"Do you want to try topping this time?" Draco whispered. God yes. Harry responded by pushing Draco onto his back, straddling his hips in attempt to secure him In place.

Harry felt his way around Dracos more interment and memorable parts. He smirked when he realised that mate had already applied lube. Dear god Draco was wet and ready.

"Do you want me?" Harry whispered

"Yes"

With a deep breath in; Harry entered Malfoy. His smooth prostate pulsing against Harry's length. "Oh my god. Yes" Harry moaned, and before long they were both in rhythm. The perfect hymn of thrust and moan. A hymn that was increasing in tempo. Harry could hear Colours, he could see sounds and he could feel the magic pulsing through the bond. This was wonderful and perfect. It was love. Harry felt loved.

When Harry finally came, it was not an explosion of swimmers but it was an expansion of love.

"I love you Harry" Draco smiled wrapping Harry into his arms

"I love you more"

Sleep never came more easily to either pair. Harry, however awoke along seven hours later with a startling question "Who is going to sacrifice there soul in order to kill Voldermort?"