The next day was Potions class. Harry and Draco were talking quietly while their potion was simmering. Snape saw the two enemies chattering away like old friends and immediately became suspicious. Since when did Potter and Malfoy talk to each other without throttling/yelling/hexing going on? Never, the last time he checked. He saw Potter laugh at something Malfoy said and his eyes bugged out of his head. Now they're sharing jokes? Just what the hell is going on? He immediately marched over to their cauldron and they immediately stopped laughing and looked sullen, crossing their arms and facing away from each other. Snape glanced briefly into their cauldron and immediately snarled, "This solution should have turned a light shade of green two minutes ago. Detention tonight, both of you. I have never seen such incompetence." And he walked away, not listening to the boys' stuttering protests. Harry and Draco immediately freaked out.

"What the hell was that? The potion was supposed to turn purple like it did, not green! Is he smoking crack?"

"Probably," Harry groaned. "But hey, at least we get to spend some time together tonight without sneaking about."

"Yeah. Except Sev will probably be breathing down our necks."

"Well, maybe we could ask him to join in," Harry said, smiling devilishly.

"Are you stupid? You're stupid. He's my godfather. I'm not even going to dignify that remark with a response."

"Fine, no Snape. But whenever I have detention with him he just gives me some mundane task to do and goes into his office. I bet we'll be fine."

A few hours later, Harry met Draco at the Slytherin common room entrance and they walked slowly to Snape's dungeon together. Just outside the door, Draco pushed Harry up against the wall and pressed their lips together fiercely. Harry sighed as Draco's tongue slid softly over his, grabbing Draco's hips and grinding against him. Draco gasped and just then....

The door opened, and out walked Severus Snape, in all his many-buttoned, black-robed, greasy-haired, hook-nosed, sallow-skinned glory. Draco promptly slapped Harry across the face and said, "Sev!" rather breathlessly, trying to get himself together. "Potter assaulted me!"

"You shoved me against the wall!" Harry cried irritably. He certainly did not enjoy getting slapped.

"Boys, get in here, now!" Snape snapped snarkily (alliteration, anyone?). Harry and Draco hurried in the door without another word, and Snape slammed it shut and said a few locking charms, silencing charms, and spells for protective wards. The room glowed slightly from all the magic.

"Would you care to tell me what the hell is going on here? First I see you giggling together in class and now you're making out in public! Christ! Potter, you're the Boy Who Lived, and Draco, you're practically a Death Eater! What are you thinking?!"

Both boys looked down sheepishly and didn't speak for a moment. Finally, Draco said, "Don't tell Father, won't you?"

"Of course I won't! What, do you think I wish death upon you? You do realize that if your father finds out about this, he will kill you?"

"Yes, I know!"

"That risk is worth it to you?"

Harry watched this exchange with fascination.

"It's hardly a risk, because no one will find out!"

"Are you still planning on taking the Mark?"

"No!"

"So what will your father say to that?"

"That won't be for awhile."

"Au contraire, Draco, it's going to be at your 17th birthday in April!"

"Father hasn't told me that!"

"He told me! So what are you going to do?"

"I don't know, okay?"

"Is Potter really worth it to you?"

"Didn't you just ask me something similar to that?"

"Probably, but the author is on a vicodin right now and can't remember what she just wrote. Also, she's too lazy to scroll back up and check. So?"

Draco glanced nervously at Harry, then said, "I love him, Sev."

"Oh. Oh God. Please hold on one minute while I vomit. You love James Potter's son. I may as well just kill myself right now."

"Didn't my dad have a thing with James Potter?"

"Your dad had 'things' with a lot of people, Draco."

"You too, huh?"

"That is hardly relevant! Draco! We need a plan!"

"I could become a spy, like you."

"How did you know I'm a spy?"

"Well, you're not a real Death Eater, otherwise you'd turn me over to my father for this."

"Plus, I know you're a spy," Harry interjected.

Snape shot him a withering glare. Draco moved and put his arm around Harry's waist protectively.

"Professor Snape, I don't want anything bad to happen to Draco. Will you help us?" At Harry's words, Draco sent Harry a smile and kissed him sloppily on the cheek. Snape looked mildly revolted.

"I'll do what I can, Potter. But this isn't for you. It's for Draco, who has been like my son since the day he was born."

"Aw, thanks, Sev," said Draco, still with his arm around Harry.

"Well, you should get on your way. At least I know what's going on now. Potter, we'll have to start your private lessons soon."

"Thanks Professor Snape!" Harry called on his way out.

"Thanks Sev," Draco repeated, giving him a quick hug.

"Of course, Draco. I'm very proud of you for making your own decisions about your future." Draco grinned and ran to catch up with Harry.

"Oh, wait, I have to take off the wards-"

But the door was already open. "How did you...?"

"Haven't I told you that I'm really powerful?" Harry asked, grinning. Harry grabbed Draco by the hand and they positively skipped out the door, stopping for a long, wet kiss.

"I'm really glad Sev knows," said Draco. "It makes everything a lot easier."

"Yeah, it does," Harry agreed. "But now, we've got the whole night together while everyone thinks we're in detention."

Draco's eyes widened. "Do you want to go to my room?"

Harry nodded and, grabbing onto Draco's hand again, they hurried excitedly to the Room.


Hermione sat in the library, trying to keep her eyes open as she furiously read another book. She hadn't meant to push Kaytlyn in, really, she hadn't, and now she was paying for it – nervous someone would find out and that she would get sent to Azkaban. She hadn't wanted to kill her, she was just so jealous that Ron had said she was hotter, and suddenly a cool breeze at the back of her neck caused Hermione to jump in her chair. She whipped around quickly. "Hello? Is someone there?"

Another cold brush against her cheek. "Hermione." A whispery voice, and all the lights went out.

Hermione lumos-ed and saw it. The Ghost of Kaytlyn, sitting delicately on the end of the table she was sitting at.

"Kaytlyn?" Hermione whispered. "Is it really you?"

"It is, Hermione. I just came back for a bit to tell you to, like, chill out. It's okay that you pushed me to the Squid. No one's going to find out."

"I'm so sorry, Kaytlyn, I just-"

"I told you, hon, it's okay. I understand why you did it, and how sometimes people like you that aren't as pretty as me get jealous. I was really, really pretty, and think of it this way – if you hadn't pushed me, Ron would have cheated on you with me. So it's better this way, isn't it?"

"I – he would have?"

Kaytlyn nodded. "I'm glad it turned out this way, truly. I just want you to be at peace. You aren't going to Azkaban and Ron will never look at another girl again. I forgive you."

"Oh, Kaytlyn," Hermione cried, tears running down her face, and Kaytlyn patted her softly on the arm.

"Don't worry about it. I'm happy here."

"I'm glad," Hermione said, smiling through her tears. Kayltyn smiled back and, giving Hermione a hug, disappeared.

Hermione wiped the tears from her eyes and ran up to the Common Room. "Ron!" She gasped breathlessly.

"What is it, Herms?"

"I'm really horny."

Ron's eyes widened as Hermione lead him to her Gigantic Private Head-Girl Bedroom to do nondescript things, because this author doesn't write het. Ever.

Meanwhile, Harry and Draco were in Draco's Private Bedroom, currently at a state of wild undress. Draco bit into Harry's shoulder and Harry moaned loudly, (edited). "Oh God, Harry," Draco moaned, kissing him messily. "I want you...all of you."

"Draco, do you really mean that?" Harry breathed.

"Oh God, yes, I want you inside me."

"I love you, Draco!" Harry cried, kissing him deeply.

"I love you too, Harry," Draco replied, kissing him back. Harry pinned Draco's arms above his head and (edited). Harry was so ready for this...

Harry summoned a bottle of lube to him wandlessly and (edited) and leaning in to press his face clumsily against Draco's for a kiss.

Draco and Harry exhaled simultaneously as Harry (edited) and collapsed bonelessly onto the bed next to him. They lay together for quite a few minutes before Draco pushed Harry's shoulder and Harry rolled into a sitting position.

"God, Draco, that was amazing," Harry murmured sleepily. Draco grinned as he took in Harry's ruffled appearance, his hair sticking up all over the place, his glasses off, (edited). This was how Draco loved seeing Harry. And then reality struck.

"Oh my God, I can't believe I just bottomed for you!!!"

"What?"

"You forced me to, didn't you? You hypnotized me or something! I'm the fucking dominant person in this relationship! I was supposed to top! You bastard!"

"Draco, you told me you wanted me inside you!"

"That is such a fucking lie!"

"No it's not! You were all Oh God, Harry, I want you, all of you, inside me, now. I just did what you asked. Besides, it's only right. I'm the Boy Who Lived!"

"What does that have to do with anything?!"

"I'm Harry Potter! I'm a celebrity! I defeated Voldemort!"

"So what? That doesn't mean you should top!"

"Voldemort, and I AM brave for saying his name, killed my parents, remember?" Harry glared at Draco.

"That's not even related!"

"GOD DAMMIT DRACO, I'M POST-OOTP!DARK!CAPSLOCK!HARRY! I CAN SAY WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT IN WHATEVER FUCKING FONT SIZE I WANT AND NO ONE CAN FUCKING STOP ME! AND IF I WANT TO TOP THEN I'LL TOP!"

"Can we switch?"

"FUCKING NO!"

"Okay, Harry. Calm down."

"YOU KNOW WHAT, DRACO, YOU ARE GETTING ON MY LAST NERVE! I AM LEAVING!"

And with that, Harry threw on his clothes and stomped out the door. Draco fell back onto the bed, really pissed off. Neither noticed the faint blue glow of MAGIC surrounding the room.

One week later...

SMASH!

"Potter, focus!"

"I'M TRYING!"

"If you're going to get this wandless magic down, you have to concentrate completely! Don't let anything distract you!"

EXPLOSION!

"FOCUS!"

"GOD DAMMIT, SNAPE!"

"Potter, what is going on with you? Usually you're much more desperate to please and try harder!"

"Draco and I are in a fight," Harry mumbled.

Snape sighed. "So what am I, your relationship mentor? NO! I'M NOT GOING TO DISCUSS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH MY GODSON!"

The door burst open.

"Sev, can I talk – Harry?!"

"I was just leaving. You can talk to your precious godfather," Harry said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He slammed the door shut behind him.

"Sev! I need your advice! Harry and I are in a fight!"

"I hadn't noticed," Severus remarked dryly.

"How can I get him back?"

"Draco, have you and Harry...bonded??"

"What?"

"When you were both in the room together, there was this faint blue glow of MAGIC. Usually that means you've bonded."

"We...we bonded?"

"Apparently so."

A stupid grin appeared on Draco's face. "Now he HAS to forgive me! Thanks Sev!" And he rushed out the door.

The next morning at breakfast, Draco couldn't WAIT to talk to Harry. He was planning on cornering him in a conveniently empty classroom afterwards to make up (and make out) before their first class. An owl suddenly appeared in front of him, dropping a letter in his lap. He saw a similar owl land by Harry and drop something off. He opened it.

Draco, please come to the Headmaster's office after breakfast today.

Was all it said. Intrigued, Draco left when he saw Harry get up and leave, with a puzzled expression on his face, also carrying the letter.

The boys managed to take different routes to Dumbledore's and end up at the door at the same time. Harry glared at Draco while Draco looked at his shoes. The door, or statue, or gargoyle, or whatever opened and both went up the stairs into Dumbledore's office.

"Ah, boys, so glad you could make it, have a seat, would you like a lemon drop? And don't forget to notice how twinkly my eyes are," Dumbledore said with a smile, his blue eyes twinkling behind his half-moon glasses. "Don't you just love how everyone tries to characterize me the way I am in the canon, but it's never the same?"

Harry and Draco stared.

Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Anyways, it has been brought to my attention by one Professor Snape that you two have bonded. Yes, I can see the faint blue glow of MAGIC around you now."

Harry and Draco glanced around and saw it too – the glow of MAGIC! Draco's heart leapt for joy. They really had bonded!

"Now there are three different kinds of bonds. The first is (insert Latin name here) bond, and it's only with friends. The second is (insert other Latin name here) bond, and it's only with family members. But the last, and most powerful bond of all, the bond you two have started, the only bond to have a blue glow, is called the Amorous bond, and was only given a proper name so the author didn't have to write out (insert Latin name here) every time she wanted to talk about it. You can see it has the word Amor in it, which means love in Spanish (and possibly in Latin, but who knows?). Now, this is only when two people fall in love and are so ridiculously compatible that their magical spirits bond. That must mean that since Harry is so powerful, you are too, Draco. In fact, with your combined power, you will be the most powerful wizards in the entire world, and could easily defeat Voldemort if you put your minds together (cough foreshadowing cough). However, this bond has only started and will only be completed if both of you...well...if Draco tops. Just once, Harry," Dumbledore added, noticing the look of revulsion on Harry's face. "But since you've already started it by fucking him, then he has to fuck you. It all makes sense, see?"

"I get to top?" Draco said excitedly, bouncing in his seat.

"And might I add, Mr. Potter, that if you don't complete this bond to defeat Voldemort, you may as well have just condemned the entire wizarding world to death, destruction, and mayhem for the rest of eternity, because neither of you are going to defeat Voldemort alone. Got it?"

Harry nodded sullenly.

"Brilliant!" Dumbledore clapped his hands together jovially, those light blue eyes twinkling like they've never twinkled before. Draco smirked. "Now get on and complete the damn thing! Go on!"

He shooed Harry and Draco from the room, and they stood in the corridor, Draco smirking madly and Harry pouting.

"Want to go back to my room, Potter?" Draco said seductively.

"It's nine in the fucking morning, Malfoy. Kiss my ass."

"If you're into that," Draco replied, raising his eyebrows.

"Fuck you."

"I thought you already had."

"Blow me."

"I know I already have."

"Eat shit."

"I didn't know you were into scatplay, Potter." Draco was still smirking seductively.

Harry gave him an incredulous look and walked away without saying anything. Draco sighed. "Tonight," he whispered to himself.

Harry walked slowly back down the hall, trying to decide if he should go to class or not. He decided against it. He went to Hermione's Gigantic Private Bedroom to wait for her to talk to after she got out of class. He was sure she had read about the Amorous bond and wanted to know all it entailed before he completed it. God, Draco Malfoy topping? Is that even legal?

He said the password to get into her room and the door swung open, revealing Hermione and Ron, still in bed, and very naked. Hermione blearily cracked one eye open and gasped. "HARRY! GET OUT!"

"Hermione? I thought ghost!Kaytlyn visited you and you decided to fuck Ron like, a week ago. Why are you still in bed?"

"Because I forgot!"

"What's going on?" Ron mumbled. Nobody answered, because nobody knew.

"Get dressed, Hermione, I have to talk to you."

"Leave! You can't see me naked!"

"Remember, I'm gay! It doesn't matter if I see you naked!"

"Oh yeah." Hermione jumped out of bed and put on her robe.

"Ron, will you leave please? This has everything to do with kinky man sex and you would not be the least bit interested." At the words 'kinky man sex' Ron turned green and left without speaking. He always was a bit homophobic.

"Hermione, have you ever heard of the Amorous bond?"

"Oh, of COURSE!! We barely covered bonds in class but I went and looked them up on my own time and ohmigod it sounds soooo romantic! I would love it if Ron and I bonded," Hermione confided with a sigh.

"Draco and I have started bonding," Harry said nervously.

"But Harry, you have to have sex to begin the bonding process!"

There was an awkward silence as Harry looked everywhere but at Hermione.

"You had sex with him?"

Harry nodded.

"How was it?"

"Oh God, it was amazing. Wait a second – aren't you supposed to be uber prude and not interested in sex?"

"Well, now that I've had sex, it's okay I guess. Plus, I'm supposed to think it's really hot that you and Draco are together. I mean, you guys are the hottest guys in school," Hermione said.

"Makes sense," said Harry. "So, we had this amazing sex but then Draco got mad because he's a natural sub but wants to top, and there was fighting and stuff and I left so we hadn't noticed that we'd bonded. But then I was at my secret lessons with Snape and Draco walked in and Snape noticed the faint blue glow of MAGIC. And then I left and then Dumbledore called us in and said we were the most powerful people ever to exist. In fact, I'm probably Gryffindor's heir. And Draco is probably Slytherin's by some super freaky Lucius/Voldie MPREG scandal, or something. But the only way we can complete the bond is if I let Draco fuck me."

"Do it, Harry! It's worth it. It's a really amazing bond. Plus, I bet you'll see that you can have fun getting fucked too."

Harry smiled. "Thanks for all your help, Hermione. You are such a great friend."

"Hey, no problem. Now, you just have to figure out when you're going to tell Ron about this."

"I'm never telling Ron, if I can help it."

"You realize that if you don't tell him, he'll find out some other way and be even more angry."

"I know."

Hermione sighed. "Well, it's up to you."

Harry pecked Hermione on the cheek. "I'm going to go find Draco, but I'll talk to you later."

"Okay."

And Harry left, heading straight for Draco's Private Room. The door still opened for him, and he walked in to find Draco asleep on the bed, and what looked like dried tears on his face (what do dried tears look like...?).

"Oh, Draco," Harry said softly and lay down next to him, brushing hair out of his precious face. "How could I have been so selfish?"

Harry noticed the faint blue glow of (fill in the blank!) and kissed Draco softly on the temple. He would wait until Draco woke up and then tell him the good news. Draco looked so peaceful when he was sleeping. Harry hated the thought that he had made Draco cry. He wanted to make it all better. And then a devilish, naughty thought came into his mind. Yes.

Harry unbuckled Draco's belt slowly, making sure he was still asleep. He unzipped Draco's trousers and (edited). Draco twitched in his sleep. "Harry," he murmured. Harry looked up in surprise, but Draco's eyes were still closed, so Harry slowly, softly, delicately, (edited).

Draco twitched awake quite quickly after that and Harry took that opportunity to (edited), loving the confused, aroused noises Draco was making.

"Harry?" Draco said wonderingly, his hand moving to Harry's hair, and Harry looked up at him and grinned.

"Morning, beautiful," he replied, and went back to his gentle ministrations. Harry wanted to complete the bond, and wanted to now. "Draco, prepare me."

"For...for..."

"Yes. Now."

Draco grabbed a jar off the bedside table and pulled Harry up to him, kissing him thoroughly, tonguing him deeply. Harry moaned into his mouth and bucked against Draco's thigh. "Draco, I want you now."

Draco seemed to want to take things more slowly, so Harry took matters into his own hands. He wriggled out of his trousers and (edited).

Draco gasped; it (edited), it was fucking amazing, it was pure pleasure, it was – it was –

It was over, because Draco (edited) about six seconds later, leaving Harry rolling his eyes.

"This is why you don't get to top, Draco."

"Fuck you," Draco growled and pushed Harry over, taking Harry's (edited).

"I love you," Harry whispered.

"I love you," Draco replied.

Both boys collapsed onto the bed and watched as the faint blue glow of MAGIC! became stronger, until it was a deep blue, pulsing and throbbing like it was alive itself. Both Harry and Draco knew at that moment that they were not to be separated, that they needed each other, that they were the only ones for each other, because it had happened.

The bond was complete.

A/N: Wow, this chapter was on crack and it was kind of a bitch to write, but I hope it was somewhat funny. There were a crapload of edits in this chapter so for the real thing with lots of sex, go through the link in my profile and check out my website, where there are also lots of other smutty fics. Hoorah!

I don't know, exactly, what's going to be going on next chapter, unfortunately. I'd like to have a set up, but I do not. So you'll just have to stick around and see :D

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