Chapter 14:

Aurora Beaus

Beta and co-author Lukanicus

Calm serenity abounded at Number 4 Privet drive. Ever since the two young lovers had been placed in a hideaway of biblical eroticism, some days never seemed to materialize, as long hot showers gave way to dazzling couplings, brighter and with more intensity than before.

After the first love essence transfer that they had shared on that first evening, Din and Farore were resurrecting. As Harry and Draco still didn't quite understand that side of their psyche, they decided to explore themselves as well as their transcendent relationship.

Harry was more laid back about the whole affair than Draco. But then, he was the placid one in the relationship after all, and not given to emotional swings. This relationship was proving Harry to be very much the husband, guardian, tower, rock and Lion. His wise and silent aura never really decreasing in lustre or intensity, in past lives he had been vengeance's right hand and faith's savoir. He was Din, he was fire and earth. All that walked and grew on the earth were connected to him. All that he did was for love's only reward, the sharing of his heart with the one he loved.

Harry found, more so than Draco, that he was remembering the history that they had shared for thousands of years. Always, the pair of them would be together, never anyone else in their hearts, except the one they had decided an age ago never to mention. Then Harry would wake out of his daydreams and the memories were no more. The only memory that would linger would be that of there one true sacrifice, their son.

The days that were spent, out of union were short and rare. They would sit and stare at each other, knowing what the other was thinking with an effortless empathy that would serve them both well for the rest of their lives. Draco would think about his father and how much he actually liked him and loved his mother, allowing through total trust and honesty to his lover, an open view to his soul.

Harry knew that Draco's childhood was surprisingly filled with laughter and love. Draco never enjoyed hurting a soul. They both found the spell that had created that side of him, when enjoying a particularly amorous joining. Din had possessed every fibre of Draco and had made every nerve end in his body vibrate at the exact same time.

Their every thought had turned to thoughts of electric orgasm, all except three. One was scars of the life he had inflicted on Harry. Din picked that burden from Draco's soul and they both ate it. Another one, the scars of his beatings and torture his father had forced him to endure to toughen him up. Farore shielded her hand over that hurt, guiding her love to leave that pain there to remind him that he was who he was.

The third was a guarded secret thought that Din needed to possess to understand. He now knew how his love had been silent for so long. He now knew how he couldn't awaken until Draco had grown too strong for the spell placed on him to be able to hold him any more. Ignoring it for the moment, he continued to stimulate the very fibre of Draco's body to the ultimate finale. Din and Harry's essence combined and transformed into pure energy which entered Draco. They pushed to the surface and burst through with such intense pleasure that when Draco awoke he was floating in mid air. Held in the arms of the most beautiful sight he had seen, Draco looked into the eyes of his very own angel. The angel had huge burgundy wings with emerald green end feathers that were just slightly open and cupping his naked body.

Draco looked up and dreamed into Harry's green eyes, "I wish I could fly with you right now my love." As Harry floated down to their favourite place in front of the fire, the same place he had first made love to him, Harry folded his wings in and, kneeling down to kiss Draco, whispered in his ear.

"Soon, your wings will develop soon, my angel."

Draco dreamed that he walked in shoes that were once only a dream away. He remembered the agony of loss and the heartache of the years that had passed. Farore was the conscience in their relationship. She was beauty and love. All of that lusted after life's smallest things knew her. She was vengeance's left hand. She was Air. She was spirit. But without Din she was nothing. Remembering she had lost him made her more thankful that they were together again.

Dreaming of a time when they had no choice but to fight she radiated from Draco's soul and nestled him into Harry's Din,

"Sing, to me your sweetest aria my love. Sing to me of our last happy home."

Draco cleared his throat.

"Sitting in the fields, the blood coloured fields,
and wondered about the day I was coming back to life.
I clearly remember the bright shining light coming through the skies
gazing through my eyes.

I remember how I trembled as I saw your body.
I remember how divine I felt as I saw your face.
Suddenly the light was gone, forever gone.
I heard the birds cry in the sky
and teardrops falling to the ground.

Aurora Borealis, that moment I knew
that something unusually had happened to me.
I opened my eyes and I realized
that I was coming back to life.
Aurora Borealis
a part of me is still in your sky."

Snuggling each other Harry turned to Draco and with total conviction in his voice, "I don't want to ever go back, let's stay here till time itself stands still."

"As you wish my love, just rest now and dream of the lights we miss so very much."

Little did they know that time had a habit of granted wishes when they were least expected.