Amorous

Chapter 2

Deadly Consequences

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Harry woke up feeling exhausted. His vision swam when he opened his eyes and when he stood up he almost toppled over. He groaned softly as he made his way to his wardrobe to pick out his clothing for the day. When he was finished doing that he walked over to Ron's bed and shook him. "Ron wake up." Harry said with a yawn.

"Hermione where did you learn that?" Ron mumbled in his sleep as a smile spread across his face. Harry made a face and shook his friend once more.

"RON GET UP!" He yelled in the sleeping boy's ear. He jumped back quickly as Ron sprung up in his bed and glared sleepily at the other boy.

"Damn Harry I was in the middle of a good dream." Ron said as he yawned and stretched.

"Yeah I heard. 'Hermione where did you learn that?'" Harry said imitating Ron's voice to a T.

Ron blushed and got out of bed. "Ha, ha, ha." He said sourly as he rolled his eyes. "Where did you go last night?" Ron asked as he started to wake the other boys in the dorm.

Harry had almost forgot about his encounter with Malfoy. He groaned as everything that took place in that classroom rushed back to the surface and he felt his face heat up as he remembered being kissed by the boy and loving every second of it. He looked over at Ron and saw he was still waiting for an answer so he quickly made up a lie. "I went to the Kitchens to get a snack and I ended up talking to Dobby. Nothing important."

Ron nodded his head as he shook Seamus awake. The Irish wizard was making low moaning sounds and his sentences were incoherent. "Dean…hmm…don't stop…oh MERLIN!" Harry noticed that Seamus was joking around, he was clearly awake and so was Dean who was staring at Seamus with a horrified expression on his face.

"Seamus!" Harry and Ron shouted. "We do not want to know what you and Dean do while we are all asleep." Ron replied as he went over to wake up Neville.

"Like you should talk Ron. Hermione! Oh Hermione Touch me Touch Me Touch Me!" Seamus said imitating Ron's voice as he pretended to make out with his pillow. Everyone broke into hysterics and laughed as Ron turned beat red and threw a pillow at Seamus. Neville who had already woken up smiled as he jumped on the bed and threw a pillow at Ron, but it missed and hit Dean.

Everyone stopped moving for a second until Harry picked up three pillows and yelled a battle cry. "PILLOW FIGHT!" From then on out the boys in the dorm threw pillows at each other, tackled each other and laughed uncontrollably for a half an hour.

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Draco looked around the Great Hall, hoping that he could get a glimpse of Harry. He hoped that the boy was ok. He groaned softly as he looked at the book his Father had given him when he was 15. He let his eyes scan to the part of the book he hoped would never happen.

But there is a slight problem. If the Veerie's Chosen tries to deny the attraction and/or Bond, they will get violently sick. Usually their stomach will cramp and they will become weak. The Chosen has exactly ONE WEEK after they fall ill to accept the Bond or they will die. When that happens the Veerie will go into a blind rage and will soon die as well.

Draco sighed as he closed the book and slipped it into his book bag. He heard the doors to the Great Hall open and he looked up and saw Harry walk in with his friends, laughing and joking around. Draco felt relief wash over him. Obviously Harry was ok and he didn't deny the bond. Draco felt a little bit better after he watched Harry start eating, so he turned back to his table and started eating as well. It was at that moment that Harry doubled over in pain.

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"Harry!" Hermione gasped in shocked as her friend made a small whimpering noise. His eyes were clutched, his hands were placed over his stomach and he was bent over his plate. Ron started to rub Harry's back slowly, hoping to comfort his friend.

"Mate, you ok?" Ron asked looking over at Hermione, hoping that she had some kind of idea.

The pain was starting to subside and when it reduced to a dull throb, Harry straightened up in his seat and sent a small smile to his friends. "I'm fine, it's just…I keep getting these pains in my stomach." Harry explained as he took a sip of Pumpkin Juice.

"Maybe you should go see Madame Pomfrey." Hermione suggested.

"No it's ok 'Mione, really. If I get worse I'll go see her I promise." Harry said trying to reassure the girl that he was all right.

Hermione didn't look too pleased but she nodded her head anyway. "Fine. But the moment it gets worse I am taking you there myself, no ifs ands or buts." The girl said sternly. Harry nodded his head and they continued to talk about miscellaneous stuff until it was time for them to go to Charms. They walked into the classroom and Harry let his mind wander as Professor Flitwick began talking to them about a spell. It looked like they were going to be reading most of the period, so he zoned out and let his mind go back to the classroom the night before.

He seemed so sincere. Maybe…just maybe he does want to try this out. If I deny this…not only am I forsaking myself to an unhappy love life…but I'm also doing the same for him. Harry thought as he traced the groves on his desk with his finger absentmindedly. But by giving in am I handing myself over to Voldemort? Draco's Father is a huge supporter, and I don't think it would be smart to bond with the enemy's son. What if he wants to give me over to Voldemort as an initiation into the Death Eaters or something? I can't just go with him without a fight…He's my rival for crying out loud! Harry sighed once more as he rubbed his temples. He felt a headache coming on, and it didn't help that the pain in his stomach was starting to slowly increase.

Hermione looked over at Harry and tapped his shoulder. "Harry we're on page 285." She informed her best friend.

"Thanks." He said as he flipped open the book and turned to the page. Hermione looked at him thoughtfully for a few more seconds, and then turned back to her reading.

Maybe I should just talk to him. And then we could try it out…but can he be trusted? I should just forget the stupid bond. It's ridiculous; it's giving me all this stress that I don't need. I have more important things to worry about then shacking up with Draco – Fucking – Malfoy! With that settled, Harry turned his attention to his book and began to read. He was only reading for a few minutes when his stomach cramped up on him again. Harry gasped out in pain and gripped the table for support.

"Harry!" Hermione's frantic voice reached his ears. He looked up at her and saw Ron looking over as well, concern in his eyes. Harry opened his mouth to say something, but another wave of pain hit him and he let out a cry and fell out of his chair. "Harry! Someone call Pomfrey!" Hermione yelled as she got on the floor beside her friend and wrapped her arms around him. "It's ok Harry, I'm here, try to keep breathing…please be ok." Hermione murmured to her friend.

Ron sat next to them and waved his hand in front of Harry's eyes. "Harry can you hear me?" He asked.

Harry felt sweat trickle down his forehead and he held his stomach, hoping the pain would go away, but it didn't. It started getting more intense and he clenched his eyes shut. "It…hurts…so…much…" He managed to get out before he fell unconscious from the pain.

"HARRY!" Hermione screamed out in fright for her friend as he fell limp in her arms. She could still feel his stomach cramping and she looked up wondering where the Medi-Witch was. "Where the fuck is Pomfrey!" She screamed out in frustration. Most of the people in the class looked at her in shock, they never heard her curse before. Professor Flitwick was trying to get everyone back in their seat to give the three teens on the floor some room.

Finally Pomfrey appeared, she levitated Harry and they hurriedly escorted him to the Hospital Wing. They laid him on a bed and Pomfrey checked him over. After about an hour she looked over at the other two teens and shook her head mournfully. "I've tried every spell, and incantation, I know. I even tried potions, nothing is working and I can't find what's wrong with him."

Hermione let out a sob and buried her head in Ron's chest. Ron looked at the Medi-Witch, and then he looked over at his best friend, lying on the bed, pale with sweat trickling down his forehead. "How long will it last?" He asked.

"I don't know Mr. Weasley. I have summoned for Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Snape and they should be here shortly. Come back after you eat lunch." Poppy replied. Ron nodded his head. Hermione moved away from him and they left the Infirmary, after looking back at their friend.

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By lunch everyone in the castle had heard about what happened in the Charms classroom. Draco was beside himself with worry for his mate, it was quite obvious to him that Harry had denied the bond, and he only had one week to live. Draco had one week to get Harry to accept it. His friends were steering clear of him, they said nothing about Harry, or anything that would piss the blonde off. Lunch was halfway through when the doors opened and Granger and Weasley walked in.

Draco could tell Granger was crying…her eyes were red and she was clinging to Weasley as if he was her life support. Weasley didn't look much better but he was hiding his grief. He obviously wanted to stay strong for Granger, when all he really wanted to do was break something and cry himself. Draco felt himself respect Weasley a little more, he obviously cared a lot about Harry, and if Draco planned on spending the rest of his life with the raven-haired boy, he had to play nice with both Weasley and Granger.

Draco sighed as he looked up at the Head Table. The great big oaf Hagrid looked worried…McGonagall looked worried as well. Dumbledore was not at the table. Draco also noticed that his Godfather was absent as well.

I have to go to the Infirmary and talk to him. I have to get him to understand. Draco thought. With his mind made up, he left the table without saying anything to his friends and he made his way to the Infirmary. When he got there he saw Dumbledore, Severus, and Poppy talking to one another in hushed voices. When the doors swung close they looked up and Severus raised an eyebrow.

"Mr. Malfoy, what are you doing in here? You don't look wounded." Severus replied.

"No I'm not here for me. I'm here for Harry." Draco said as he walked closer to the teachers.

"And why are you here for him Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore said with an air of mystery about him as he eyed Draco over his moon shaped glasses. Looking into his eyes, Draco knew that the old man was aware of the situation. He always seemed to know everything that was going on.

"I think you know sir. I'm a Veerie…and Harry's my mate. I told him last night…he freaked out and denied the bond like the stupid Gryffindor that he is. Now look where that's gotten him." Draco replied as he looked over to the bed where his Mate lay. It hurt to see the Gryffindor so pale and even in sleep you could tell he was in pain. It ripped at his heart and he wanted desperately to see those Emerald orbs looking back at him.

"A Veerie? You're a Veerie?" Pomfrey said in astonishment.

"Potter's your mate?" Severus asked, clearly with fake disgust. Draco knew that Severus helped train Harry 5th year, and that they had gotten closer, they were comfortable with one another, but Severus being Severus, has to obtain appearances, and pretend to hate the Boy-Who-Lived, in public.

"Yes I am, and yes he is. I'm the only one who can help him now." Draco replied looking back at the three adults.

"Very well then. You will see to it that you get him better…in about…6 days. Is that enough time for you?" Dumbledore asked with his regal air of mystery once more.

Draco looked at the Headmaster and nodded his head. Stop pretending like you didn't know this would happen. I wouldn't be surprised if the old coot knew about it since before we were born. Draco thought to himself. "Yes sir, that's enough." He answered.

"Very well then, we shall leave you to it. Lets go Severus I believe you have Gryffindor and Slytherin Potions in a few more minutes." Dumbledore said as he left, obviously expecting the Potions Master to follow him. Severus gave a quick nod to Draco and turned to leave.

Draco grabbed his hand and whispered in his ear. "Mother sends her regards." Severus nodded and quickly left, his robes billowing behind him. Draco turned to Harry's bed and sat down on it, holding the boy's hand. "Why did you have to deny it? I never wanted you to feel this pain that you have brought upon yourself." Draco whispered to the boy, knowing that he could not hear him. "I promise I will get you better before your week is up. I promise." Draco released his hand and stood when Harry's hand shot up and grabbed his.

"Draco?" Harry's weak voice said from the bed. Draco turned around and nodded his head. "You made the pain go away." The weak boy said.

"Harry you need to rest. We'll talk when you can form sentences without your voice shaking. I'll come see you tomorrow." Draco said as he released his hand from Harry's and left the Infirmary.

"Malfoy! What are you doing in there? If you hurt Harry I swear I will kick your Arse!" Ron said glaring at the blonde as he and Hermione stopped in front of him.

"I didn't do anything to him Weasley. Granger calm your pet before something bad happens to him." Draco threatened as he glared at the gangly red head. That wasn't smart. I'm insulting my mate's best friend while he sits in the Infirmary and hears it all. Very smooth Draco. Draco chastised himself in his head. This was no way to get in good with Harry.

"Ron leave him alone. Come on lets go see if Harry's awake." Hermione said pushing Ron into the Infirmary ahead of her.

"Granger!" Draco called before she went inside. She turned to him and gave him a quizzical look.

"What is it Malfoy?" She asked.

"If you want to know what's wrong with Harry…I suggest you look in the library for Veerie's. That should explain everything." Draco said. He knew he would need her help if he planned on saving Harry's life.

"Veerie? What does that have to do with anything?" She asked, clearly confused.

"It has everything to do with what's going on. It will help Harry if you do, I suggest you find it quick…time is against us." And with that said Draco left, heading to his rooms, deciding to skip the rest of his classes.

Hermione watched him walk away and chewed on her bottom lip thoughtfully. She made up her mind. After she spent time with Harry she was going straight to the library, to see just what this was all about.

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Lucius Malfoy walked into his son's room, looking for his wife, that he could not locate. He found her, sitting on Draco's bed, looking through a photo album. "Honey what's wrong?" Lucius asked as he sat down next to his wife.

Narcissa Malfoy sniffed and dabbed at her eyes with a tissue. "It's just…he's grown up so fast…and yet…he still doesn't know. He thinks that we…" Narcissa let out a sob and Lucius cradled her in his arms.

"Don't worry. We'll tell him when the time is right. When him and Potter get on stable ground with one another, then we can tell him…tell them both." Lucius replied.

Narcissa nodded her head and closed the photo album. "Do you think Harry will accept willingly?"

"How can he not? Draco's a charming young man. There shouldn't be a problem."

"Yes he gets his appeal from you." Narcissa said with a coy smile.

Lucius laughed and shook his head. "You had a part to play as well my beautiful wife."

Narcissa laughed and stood up. "You're right. Now why don't we go and have a little fun. I haven't been able to play with my toy for a while."

Lucius looked up at her and stood as well. "It's only been 2 days."

"Two very long days. And I need to feel it…I'm sure you feel the same." She said as she pressed her body against his. She licked his ear and laughed as he pulled their hips closer.

"Lets not waste any more time then love." He said as he threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the bedroom while she laughed and giggled the whole way.

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"Thanks for coming guys. I appreciate it." Harry said. His voice was starting to get better as the hours went along, and his friends were happy that he was improving so quickly. He had not got any more stomach cramps while he had been awakened and Hermione was relieved.

"You still didn't tell us what Ferret Face was doing in here." Ron said as he let he glared off into space.

No doubt, thinking of Draco when he saw him out in the hall. Harry thought as he looked at his friend. "He just came to get a cut looked over…that's all." Harry lied. He felt bad about lying but he didn't think they could handle the truth of the matter. Well…Hermione could…but Ron would most likely blow a vessel or something, and Harry didn't want to risk that.

"Oh." Was all Ron said as he stopped glaring off into space. "When are you going to be able to leave this place?" Ron asked patting Harry's shoulder.

"Don't know. I think Poppy wants to keep me here for a few days. You know how she is." Harry responded.

Hermione started telling him what Lavender and Paravati was talking about the other night. Harry knew she was trying to keep his mind off of where he was, and he felt grateful that she was doing it. But of course, being him he let his mind wander back to when Draco was at his bedside. He still didn't know why he grabbed his hand…it seemed like the right thing to do at the time. But he was speaking the truth, because of Draco Harry didn't feel any pain. But as soon as he left and the feeling of his touch left Harry's hand, the pain came back. It was only a dull throb, but he was sure it would increase like it had before.

Draco. Why did he have such an effect on him? With his presence he had stopped the agonizing pain that he was in…it was weird but also a little comforting. Maybe it has something to do with the bond. He thought to himself. The bond. The thing he didn't really want to think about. Maybe it's because of the bond that he made the pain go away. Or maybe it's the bond's fault that he was in such pain. The thought made the pain in his stomach increase. All because of this stupid bond I'm sitting in the Infirmary, worrying my friends; All the more reason not to accept. This stupid bond caused trouble since he told me about it. And then the pain came back, tenfold. Making Harry cry out in pain. Hermione leaped from her seat and Ron called for Poppy.

"Harry, try to ignore it. It might go away." Hermione said hoping that it would.

"Ignore it? What great advice Hermione!" Ron shouted at her angrily in a sarcastic voice.

Hermione glared at him. "I don't see you coming up with anything."

"Because I don't think anything can help him." Ron replied.

Harry yelled out once more, clutching his stomach and arching his back. Hermione was terrified, she didn't know what to do to help him. Poppy came running out of her office with a cold towel that she placed on Harry's stomach, hoping to stop the cramping, but it didn't help. Harry was moving around wildly on the bed, crying out as the pain only intensified. Harry arched up and spit up crimson blood.

Poppy yelled in surprise and Hermione backed up until she hit the wall. Harry continued to yell as blood started coming up out of his mouth. Ron and Poppy sat him up so he wouldn't choke on his own blood.

Ron tried to soothe his friend by rubbing his back, but it wasn't helping. Harry's body started to spasm wildly and then his nose started to bleed. Hermione grabbed onto her hair as she watched her friend. She felt helpless, there was nothing she could do to help him and it was tearing her up inside.

"Ron keep him sitting up, I have to summon Dumbledore and Severus." Poppy said as she left the room in a panic.

"Harry it's going to be ok." Ron said as he continued to try and soothe his friend. Harry's started to spasm more intensely and it was hard for Ron to keep him sitting up. Ron looked around the room and then looked over to Hermione for help.

"I need you to conjure up a bucket 'Mione. Please you need to do this to help Harry." Ron said.

Hermione took out her wand and transfigured a blanket into a bucket. She levitated it over to Ron and put her wand away. Ron held the bucket in front of Harry so he could catch the blood that his friend coughed up.

Harry felt intense pain all over his body and his vision swam. It hurt…it hurt so much, and the gurgling of his blood coming up wasn't helping at all. He wanted the pain to go away. He needed Draco. He felt his body spasm once more and he fell to the floor, taking Ron with him. Hermione shrieked in surprise and went over to them, helping them both up. Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry's shaking body and cried. It hurt her to see him in this much pain.

"'Mione. Get Draco. Please. I need him. He can make the pain go away." Harry said in between his spasms.

Hermione nodded, the front of her shirt was splattered with his blood. She got up from the floor and rushed out of the Infirmary, knowing that she had to do what Harry asked of her. She'd do anything to stop him from feeling the pain he was going through and if Draco was the solution, then she would gladly get him. She just hoped that nothing too bad happened while she was gone.

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A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry for the long delay, but my life was getting hectic, plus I was banned from updating anything on this site…because they removed my story Crimson Times for something stupid…:Rolls Eyes: whatever. I've finally updated and I hope you guys liked this chapter, and if you didn't feel free to tell me what I did wrong. Also, I know that the Malfoys seem a bit…unreal…but I happen to like them as a happy couple, plus they are not at all what everyone perceives them to be. Also, a person can be happy and loving when their home with their loved ones, but in public they have that "I – Don't – Give – A – Shit" attitude. That's what it's like with the Malfoys. More on that in upcoming chapters, and I will try to get Chapter 3 out very soon. It might take a while, but it will get done. Until next time, Peace Out Homies!