Chapter Nine

Who's the Man?

I think I rewrote the last chapter about five times… I hope everyone liked it.

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Draco and Harry had arrived back at the castle right before lunch. They had lain in bed half the morning at the manor and then had gotten ready and flooed back into Dumbledore's office. After dropping their luggage back off at their rooms they headed to the Great Hall for some lunch. In retrospect, they should have stayed in their rooms.

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When Draco and Harry got back to the Great Hall they noticed two things: Blasie was not there and Hermione and Ron were in the middle of a big fight. Ron was standing and leaning over the table with Hermione on the opposite side doing the same thing. Their faces were about an inch apart and they were both flushed. Harry and Draco stopped at the door and looked at each other, unsure how to approach the couple.

"You like him." Ron said it as a statement and Hermione shook her head.

"We have a lot in common Ronald, and Blasie is a great guy, but I don't like him." Hermione looked right close to tears even though her voice was steel.

"But, you spend all your time with him! Every time I turn around you are going off to talk with him about "school"." Ron hit the table in frustration and Hermione jumped.

"You have no idea what you are talking about. I like Blasie as a friend; he is GAY, as in like's blokes!" Hermione was furious.

"That doesn't keep YOU from liking HIM!" Ron pointed into the air.

"No, but the fact that I have a boy friend that I love very much…" she looked Ron up and down, "does." Hermione had tears running down her cheeks now, "There is nothing there and when you figure that out YOU CAN COME APOLIGIZE TO ME!" Hermione stomped out of the Great Hall barely giving Harry and Draco a nod.

"Ron, mate, Hermione is right. Blasie is gay." Draco looked at Harry for help.

Harry sighed, "Ron, you know Hermione likes you, she has for years. She wouldn't do anything to jeopardize your relationship."

Ron looked up at them, "She is ALWAYS with him though!"

Draco thought about it for a second and then said, "Well, Harry and I have been focused on our relationship for the past two weeks or so. Maybe Hermione is just trying to make Blasie her new friend because Harry hasn't been around and Blasie is looking for a friend because I haven't been around? They DO have a lot in common."

This comment seemed to only make Ron madder, "I don't need you advice, Malfoy. What do you know about Hermione and me? At least I'm the man in my relationship."

Draco twitched as the words sunk in and after a few moments he turned like he was going to leave. Harry grabbed at him to try and get Draco to look at him, but Draco only jerked his arm and ran out of the Great Hall and up the staircase.

Harry turned to face Ron, "Now look what you've done! He had been close to bonding with me! At least now I know what has been bothering him! I can't believe you! How do you think he feels knowing what you said has some meaning in it! I just… that was so… uh, I can't TALK TO YOU RIGHT NOW!" Harry shot one last look at Ron before chasing after Draco.

Harry thought about what he was going to do as he made his way to his and Draco's rooms. Draco was afraid that Harry would dominate him; that Draco would end up being some demure wife that laid down for her husband. Maybe Draco was even afraid that Harry would have some power over him? How had Harry not seen this coming? Of course it would bother Draco to let Harry lead; they had been fighting to be on top for years. As Harry rounded the corner that lead to their quarters he came up with a plan… it would hurt, but it just might work.

Harry stopped in front of the panther, "Meus vita vis, meus cruor."

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As Harry entered the room he saw Draco leaning on the mantel, his back turned to Harry. Harry thought that Draco looked very sexy brooding the way he was, but Harry shook himself and went to stand behind Draco. He didn't touch him like he wanted to; he just stood there and waited for Draco to talk.

"When we bond and it registers at the Ministry, do you get my title?" Draco spoke calmly and evenly even though he was still angry inside. He wasn't angry at Harry per say, not even at Weasly for bringing this up, but he was angry.

"No, I keep my inheritance and you keep yours. You will always have your title, but we can make it so that we have joint custody over all out holdings. If this is not what you want, however, it will not hurt my feelings." Harry said this in a tone that implied it did hurt his feelings, but it was mostly an act; he had to get Draco mad. He moved to stand in front of Draco.

"So the fact that I am submissive to you by nature will not carry over legally?" Draco looked slightly ashamed and still a little angry; Harry knew he had to use that anger… he was going to use his plan.

"No. It does not." Harry put an angry look on his face, "why does this bother you so much? Why didn't you tell me? I can't help this any more than you can!"

"We have been fighting ever since we came to this school! I fought with you, one because you fought back and two because I hated being bested by you! Did you think I was just going to roll over AND TAKE IT without the slightest bit of apprehension?"

Harry knew that Draco only HAD to bottom for the bond, after that it didn't matter. But Draco had to deal with this for them to bond and Harry thought that if he showed Draco that Draco was strong enough to also be the dominate one, then he'd stop worrying about it. Harry had to show Draco that it could be both ways. Up until now if Harry didn't start their kisses then he finished them; Harry just naturally took control of the situation, but this time it was going to be all Draco.

"I can't talk to you!" Harry started to walk towards the bedroom. Harry hoped Draco would react.

"Don't you walk away from me, Potter!" Draco moved towards Harry. All Harry thought before Draco's fist connected with his jaw is: here goes nothing.

Harry staggered back and then swung at Draco, connecting with his lower lip. Draco hooked his legs behind Harry's and knocked Harry on his ass. Then he flung him self on top of him. The two rolled for a few minutes, swinging punches at one another and cursing like sailors. Draco finally managed to steady himself on top of Harry and as Harry reached up to try and grab Draco's hips to dislodge him Draco growled and grabbed both of Harry's wrists, pinning them to the floor beside Harry's head.

It wasn't that Harry LET him win so much as he didn't fight back with as must spirit as he normally would have. Either way, Draco was on top and showing incredible strength; Harry had to resist the urge to smirk.

Both boys were breathing heavily as Harry made a last struggle for freedom. He twisted and bucked, but Draco just smirked down at him with a triumphant look on his face. Harry stilled his struggling to look up into Draco's eyes which had gone from angry to very aroused.

Harry barley had time to breath before Draco descended on him with a harsh kiss. The start of the kiss was meant to bruise. Their teeth hit and when Draco forced Harry's mouth open Harry tasted their blood mingled together. Soon, though, the kiss faded into one of passion and when Draco pulled away Harry was seeing stars.

Draco removed his wand from his pocket and said a couple of spells. Harry soon found himself and Draco in nothing but boxers and when Draco removed his hand from Harry's wrists Harry had his hands bound to the floor with a sticking charm; between the charm and Draco on his lap he couldn't move.

Draco smiled a sly smile before his started kissing Harry's neck. Draco nibbled on Harry's ear and bit his collar bone. When Draco was done there his moved down to Harry's chest, running his hand up and down and then finally licking one nipple. Harry was arching up into Draco; the bond was telling Harry to get on top, but he ignored it and was content to bath in his mates ministrations. Of course he WAS stuck to the bloody floor.

Draco continued down Harry's stomach until he got to Harry's boxer line. Draco looked at the bulge in Harry's pants. This could be interesting, his first blowjob. Draco was lost in thought until he heard Harry moan and he quickly pulled the boxers down. Draco only hesitated a moment before he took all of Harry into his mouth.

"Oh yes, oh… yeah!" Harry was straining against his bonds, what Draco was doing felt so good.

Draco chuckled, this was what he wanted; Harry in throws of passion, at his mercy.

Do you like this baby? Draco was teasing.

Bloody Hell Draco, don't stop!

Draco ran his tongue along the underside of Harry's dick as he slid his fingers along the sides of Harry's torso. The touch was too much to handle and Harry shuddered and came in Draco's mouth. Draco swallowed most of it and then cleaned the rest of it up as he released Harry's bonds. Draco pulled Harry's boxers back up and then lay down on top of Harry with his head resting on the Carpathians heart.

"Thank you." Draco whispered it.

"No, thank you." Harry was still trying to control his breathing. Although he would probably be sore and have a bruised cheek his plan had gone rather well. Actually, it had gone really well Harry decided. Draco would defiantly be topping a lot in the future.

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smirks evilly That was for all you lovely people who wanted some of the old Draco back. Now we have one pre-bonding issue down and one more to go… it could take a while for me to get back into the flow.