Hey everyone sorry so long update. Finals were a bitch but they're done so here's a new chapter and as an apology one should be out tomorrow as well. After that the next one should be out in a few days. I'm in the process of moving back to Chicago, finished with finals and all.

Okay, I want to thank everyone who has left any feedback, really its so awesome to read that someone likes a story that you work hard on. Thank you all so much so without any more waiting. Here's the next chapter.

Chapter 8

Harry said goodbye to Hermione, promising he was going to owl or call her if he needed anything. He debated on putting his invisibility cloak back on before he stepped through, but realized the Malfoy's would have figured out he was gone by now. They were all too protective of him not to notice he was missing. He sighed and poured the contents out of the pouch onto his hand and threw it in the fireplace.

"Malfoy Manor." He said before stepping into the green flames.

He barely had a chance to walk out of the fireplace before Draco was in his face.

"Where the HELL have you been?"

Harry looked at Draco calmly before speaking.

"Out." He said attempting to make his way past Draco.

"Out?!" Draco grabbed him by the elbow. "You've been missing for four hours and all you can say is OUT." Draco was furious. His normal light silver eyes were clouded to a dark grey.

"Let go of me." Harry said, jerking his arm away from Draco.

"Tell me where you've been! You're not allowed to leave the manor like that. You."

"You don't own me, Malfoy." Harry said struggling to keep his calm disposition. He could feel his own anger rising inside of him, boiling to the brim, waiting to overflow. "If I have to stay in this place, I will come and go as I please." He said trying once again to side-step Draco.

"Draco's right, Harry." Lucius said finally speaking up from his chair in the corner. Unlike Draco, Lucius voice was gentle and full of concern, "You're still a newborn, there's a lot of. a lot of things can happen to you right now. We're worried about you."

Harry looked at Lucius in disbelief. He had all that he could take at the moment and he could feel his anger bursting through him.

"A lot of things.." He said, as he looked at Lucius deceptively calm. "A lot of things. Wow. I feel so informed now. So enlightened. Thank you very much. I think I'm going to go to bed now, goodnight." Harry said this with enough venom in his voice to startle both blondes.

"Harry, we're not finished yet." Draco said to Harry's retreating back.

"Oh, I think we are." Harry said, continuing his journey out of the room.

"Harry, come back here this instant!" Draco yelled.

Harry whipped around.

"Fuck you!" Harry marched right back so that his was standing directly in Draco's stunned face. "You are not my owner! You are not my mother,or my father! You are not my guardian! You are not my keeper! You are nothing more than a spoiled little brat and a liar."

"Mr. Potter, I will not have you talk to my son that way in MY house." Lucius Malfoy said standing from his chair.

Harry smiled sadistically before facing Mr. Malfoy. "As you wish, sir. I will go collect my things then." Harry turned back around.

"FATHER!" Draco yelled looking at his father in pure horror.

"If he wants to leave, let him leave." Lucius said calmly, "Let him go out on his own and learn the hard way."

"Oh yes, of course, I forgot. There are a lot of THINGS that could happen to me." Harry called over his shoulder sarcastically.

"Harry, wait." Draco said ignoring his father. "Please. We're not lying to you. I would never lie to you."

Harry turned at faced him once more, this time standing in place and letting the anger radiate off his form.

"No, you don't lie, Draco. How could I have been so stupid? You're just a bastard who wants to keep me in the dark so he could use me." Harry paused, "It's simple really. If you don't tell the scar head anything he'll have no one else to turn to and he'll have to obey everything you say."

"That's bloody nonsense, Harry. I wouldn't ever."

Harry interrupted, "So why didn't you tell me that you haven't ate in six years. That this 'life's line' thing is a lot more serious than what you implied. Excuse me if I'm a bit hesitant to listen to anything that you or HIM" Harry pointed to Lucius, "have to say to me." Harry backed away and smirked with satisfaction at the look on Draco's face.

"How did you." Draco responded shakily.

"You have your secrets, and I have mine." He said coolly and finally walked out the room.

Draco stood frozen in his place, "He's going to leave me." He said softly in defeat.

Lucius looked at his son sternly, "Draco, this would've never happened if you spoke with him before you turned him. They have to crossover in total consent. You know the consequences of what you did. It is."

Draco's somber emotions immediately turned to anger towards the old man. "This not the time for, 'I told you so's.' and 'You know betters', Father."

"It is to be expected that he would turn against you." Lucius continued ignoring his son. "If he didn't have trust in you before the cross over, he'll never have it afterward."

"Shut it." Draco snapped.

"Furthermore," Lucius voice rose. "You will be condemned to a life of distrust, hate, and bickering until you kill each other out of your own madness!" Lucius stopped himself when he realized he was shouting at his precious son.

Draco's surprise quickly turned his anger back into defeat. He looked down at his feet as if they would be able to solve this problem for him. He didn't know what he would do if Harry hated him for an eternity. He knew what would happen, and what could happen when he turned Harry but.

"What am I going to do, Dad?" He asked quietly.

Lucius sighed and looked at his son softly, his own anger quickly turning into worry for his only heir. "Keep him from leaving." Lucius said compassionately.

Draco looked at his father quizzically before walking out of the room and into the direction of his bedroom. He walked with a quick determined pace. He had to keep Harry from leaving no matter what it took. The answer was so simple he should have thought of it himself. He had to make Harry realize that a life without him would be a life to torture. He had to make Harry see that the only way to live happily and care free was with him. Harry couldn't leave him; they had to stick this one out together.

Draco stood outside his door bracing himself for what might lay within. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and opened the door. Opening his eyes, Draco saw Harry walking back and forth from his trunk packing things he had only recently unpacked the night before out of boredom. Draco couldn't explain the feeling the sight gave him but he was pretty sure it was the same feeling of having your heart ripped out of your chest and having someone use it as a trampoline.

"Harry, please don't go." Draco said, stepping into the room.

Draco's voice was so soft that Harry haltered in his steps. The pure emotion leaking in the room was almost making him question his decision to leave so soon. Shaking his head and walking to his trunk Harry placed his clothes inside.

"I don't think that is such a good idea, Draco. I know there are still a lot more things to learn but I have a feeling that I would learn more out there then I would here." Harry said.

"Harry, it's not like I want to keep things from you. It's just there's a lot that you need to learn right now. I do plan on telling you everything but I just don't know if now is the best time." Draco said walking over to Harry and taking his hand.

Harry snatched his hand away before his body could get used to the feeling. "You can't keep me in the dark forever. I'm not stupid, you know, and the last thing I need in this world is you telling me how to live. You took every last bit of control I had and now I have no choice in anything and I'm tired of that." Harry said.

Draco stood there silently as Harry packed the last of his belongings and closed his trunk. When Harry put a levitation charm on his baggage Draco spoke up.

"Harry, I don't want you to leave."

Harry looked harshly at the blond. "Frankly, I don't see you having any say in the matter." Harry said walking towards the door with his trunk floating behind him.

As Harry was walking out of the door, Draco reached out and grabbed his hand, this time holding on as Harry tried to wrench himself away.

"Let go of me." Harry said trying unsuccessfully to shake the other vampire off. Draco just pulled close and kissed the raven-haired boy abruptly stopping his protests.

Harry was taken aback by the kiss and he felt that familiar sensation of emotions shooting through his veins. As he felt himself be drawn up in the passionate embrace he cursed himself for being such a weakling when it came to Draco's affections. He couldn't help but connect the fact that every time he was upset with Draco a little kiss seemed to make him forget every thing. How just the tiniest touch from Draco could send his body in such paralyses that the only thing he could do was respond to the blond's caress.

Harry found himself kissing the Slytherin with the same passion that he was receiving. Harry could distinctly recognize the sound of his trunk hitting the ground but his current state of mind refused him the right to think of anything but the feel of Draco's lips on his.

Draco began dragging his kisses down to Harry's neck were he lightly nibbled at the skin. Harry moaned loudly and grabbed the back of Draco's head. Suddenly Harry felt two razor sharp objects pierce into his skin and he knew Draco had bitten him.

Harry nearly came with the sensation. His cock was jerking and aching for release. "Oh God Dra." Harry moaned, a sound that could only be described as liquid sex. Out all things Harry thought he could find pleasurable the last thing he suspected was to have a vampire suck your blood. The sensation of his blood being drawn from his body and into Draco's was taking him to a place that had to be experienced to be understood. It was as if a whole new world of euphoria was being opened up to only him. It felt as if the blood in his body was flowing to only two locations, his neck, and his arousal. He felt almost disappointed when Draco retracted and kissed the now healing wounds.

"Did I mention you heal quickly?" Draco murmured but Harry only grunted a response as he pulled Draco's lips back to his. Draco knew Harry had enjoyed his first blood kiss as Harry was now sweeping Draco's mouth with his tongue, tasting his own blood. Draco just kissed the boy slowly rubbing his own erection against Harry's. He knees quivered as he felt Harry's cock jerk in anticipation against his own.

Harry couldn't explain it but he wanted. needed more. For the few seconds Draco drank from him he had felt complete but now that feeling was missing. He needed to be complete again. He needed to feel that bond of closeness and he almost cried in frustration because something just didn't feel right. Something was missing.

"More." Harry groaned.

Draco didn't answer but began kissing Harry more passionately as if complying with Harry's request. Draco led Harry to the bed, never once breaking contact with Harry's talented lips, not that he had the power or control to do otherwise. Like Harry, Draco was prisoner to his own body.

Draco covered Harry's body with his own, trying with all his might to shed Harry of his burden of robes. In dire desperation Draco tore off Harry's robes throwing them on the floor. Harry didn't even squeak in protest, he was trying to take as much of Draco into himself as possible, trying to feel a mysterious void.

Harry was completely nude and Draco tore himself from Harry's lips, ignoring the other boy's cries of displeasure. He knew what the boy needed even if Harry didn't know himself. He knew their bodies were finally calling for them to come together as one. There was no way either one of them could stop what was meant to happen tonight. Their bodies had held out for so long, getting closer and closer to this moment but only to be denied. Their bodies would wait no longer.

He couldn't help but want to kiss this beautiful Boy Who Lived, his life's line, all over. Draco kissed and licked his way down Harry's body. He wanted Harry to actually FEEL the dependency they had for each other. He made his way down to Harry's pulsing hardness and gently licked the tip, making Harry shiver and cry out.

"Dra. please."

Draco's body launched forward in response. Harry was to be denied no longer and neither was Draco's own body. Fighting with all his might he quickly rid himself of clothes.

"Accio Lube" Draco shouted. Harry was too busy trying to reattach his lips back onto to Draco's to notice the wandless magic as a small white bottle flew into Draco's hand. Draco swiftly applied the lube to his fingers trying desperately to control himself against the cries of desperation escaping from Harry's mouth. Draco knew if he wasn't careful he just might take the young vampire unprepared. Once his fingers were coated in the slimy substance he conceded to Harry's cries and lowered himself and kissed the Gryffindor hungrily.

Draco guided Harry's legs wider and slowly eased a finger to Harry's puckered hole. Harry arched his back up in surprise at the intruder. He took a sharp intake of breath and let out a moan that made Draco whimper lustfully.

When Draco began to slowly move his finger in and out of Harry, the smaller vampire finally realized what he needed. He knew what needed to happen. Instead of conflicting emotions and doubt one would expect, Harry just simply gave into the feeling of absolute pleasure.

Draco added another digit into Harry, and as Harry ignored the discomfort, pushed himself back onto Draco's fingers. He cried out when Draco ran his fingertips over that special spot inside him and opened his legs wider.

Draco wanted to tear his hair out. Every time Harry so much as moaned his dick would jerk in response. He was going mad with desire for the boy. Finally Draco drew his fingers out of Harry and nearly came when Harry tried to trap his fingers inside himself. Harry's tight ring was contracting around his two fingers like a snake trying to wrap itself around its prey.

"Dra." Harry's cries had become desperate. He was nearly tearing in frustration. He needed it. He needed Draco to fill him. He could not wait any longer.

Draco didn't mean for it to happen. He didn't want it to happen. He couldn't understand how it did happen but it did.

He came.

He cursed silently as his body jerked and shivered with each jet that was now currently being spread over Harry's stomach. He could hear Harry moan in disappointment.

Draco collapsed on top of Harry worn out. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

Harry said nothing, he just reached down and tried unsuccessfully, to guide Draco's flaccid organ into him. Draco may have come but Harry's need was still there.

"Oh God, Harry." Draco cried out pulling himself from Harry's grip. Harry's man handling of his super sensitive penis was causing more damage than good. He looked down at Harry's innocent and confused face. He could tell the other boy knew what happened but his own body refused to accept it. They had already held out so long for this.

Quickly Draco bent over Harry and took Harry's manhood into his mouth. He worked his way down the rigid organ until his chin was touching Harry's balls. He could hear Harry moan, and when he guided his fingers back into Harry he smiled at how Harry bucked underneath him. He skillfully worked Harry's prostate while moving up and down on Harry's cock. Harry's seed filled his mouth almost immediately.

Draco climbed back up the bed and kissed Harry sweetly. "I'm going to go get some towels to clean us up a bit." Draco said once the kiss had finally ended.

"NO!" Harry said wrapping both his arms around Draco, keeping the boy from escaping.

Draco knew this was due to the fact that they hadn't completely mated and Harry's body was still in need of their bond even though his sexual need had been filled. Draco just said nothing and wrapped his arms around the smaller boy trying to ignore the feel of his cum squashing between the two boys.

Coming to his senses Draco murmured a quick cleaning spell and the mess was gone. Harry jumped back a little surprised and just pulled Draco closer. Eventually they lay in the bed holding each other tightly. They laid in peaceful silence until the sun slowly began to make it presence known by pulling the boys steadily into a blissful slumber.

"Just because this happened doesn't mean you don't have to explain yourself." Harry said cocooned inside Draco's arms.

"I know." Draco said letting the sunlight take him.

I know this was a small filler chapter but I think it was important to show that Draco and Harry are starting to become more intimate and its becoming more of a relationship right now. Also I didn't want to end on a cliffhanger because the next chapter is going to contain a lot of information and I'm positive a lot of your questions will be answered.