Chapter 5
The One
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When Draco woke, the sight that greeted him was one he would remember for a very long time indeed. He was still naked, Harry was under him still fast asleep, his unruly black hair a complete mess, his cock still hard and still in Draco. Despite the fact that any lubrication had long since dried up, Draco was about to start pumping up and down on his lover's erection again when he heard a noise.
"Ahmmm." looking at Harry he saw that he was still asleep. Then, realising as one does when they are being stared at, Draco turned his head around as slowly as his embarrassment would allow. There, in the doorway, stood a highly amused looking Professor Dumbledore, twinkle in his eye and all and Madame Pomfrey looking like she had just discovered a new medical position, such was the look on her face that was accompanying her head tilting from side to side. And a disgusted looking Severus Snape, he looked like he was going to burst at the seams. Not that he wasn't happy for his godson, he was deliriously happy - but a Slytherin is a Slytherin is a Slytherin, and one thing that that nonsensical proverb tells you, is that first and foremost, a Slytherin should watch his back. The current position Mr. Malfoy was in conceded that that was a little more difficult than would normally be expected.
"What the Fuck?" Draco started to scream, at the same time groping for the blanket that had fallen off them, Harry woke up then and gave a little upwards thrust, unseen by the three visitors to the room, causing Draco's voice to raise three octaves. Draco's eyes met Harry's and he saw the sparkle that he had missed so long return. His hands flew into the air, a stray spell firing out of it destroying Madame Pomfrey's hat.
"Ten Points from Slytherin Mr…..Malfoy and I suggest that you stop acting like a Foolish…..Wand….Waver, and dismount Mr. Potter, he needs to have tests done by Madame Pomfrey."
Draco turned himself fully around on Harry's still full erection, the thoughts that they could 'go fuck themselves' sprang into mind. Harry was relaxing and contracting the muscles in his cock, and as he was unseen behind the blanket being thoroughly mischievous, the effect for Draco was like having Harry wiggle his cock sideways inside him. Although this wasn't the time to be doing this, Draco was getting aroused by the sheer cavalier attitude of his lover, thinking that since he had been deprived so much, for so long, the three teachers could just go to hell today.
"Not today, thank you, Harry is very tired." Draco was cut in by Dumbledore looking knowingly stupid.
"Oh, how so, we were under the impression that Mr Potter was dead from the neck down. Given what we have just witnessed, he is very much alive in the part that currently resides deeply inside you, would you care to explain why the castles wards had to alert me of his change and you couldn't have the decency to?"
Dumbledore was on a roll and was getting more and more angry as he was going.
"I have given you full leeway regarding Mr. Potter and your schooling and you repay me by keeping something as big as this to yourself. I demand an explanation, and I demand it now."
Draco felt a pair of hands wrap around his waist; they were the warm comforting hands of his lover, lifting Draco off his quickly softening erection at the same time,
"Well Mr. Malfoy, I'm waiting."
"Leave him."" Harry was speaking, his voice still frail from having no use. "Water" he asked. Draco summoned a glass of water for him, and readjusted the blanket so he was sitting on Harry's lap so both could be seen; he put the glass to Harry's mouth. Madame Pomfrey screamed "It's a Miracle!" as she saw Harry's hand rise to meet the glass. Drinking the cooling liquid, he accepted Draco's removal of the glass, looked at the three intruders to his space, and continued in a voice that although quiet, held steely reserve.
"Leave Draco alone. If there are explanations required, I will give them when I am able, until then," and taking a sharp look at the door which seemed to open on its own,
"GET OUT!" Harry blinked at the three professors who one by one were dispelled out of the room; blinking again he sealed the door and replaced the low level wards around the room with ones even the Dark Lord couldn't have breeched.
"What was that? Oh Albus I've never seen the like of it before, Harry Potter assaulting a teacher, the worlds gone mad, mad I tell you. I'd especially like to know how Mr. Malfoy managed to do what I or any other wizard or healer could not is he a natural healer, oh dear god, don't say it's the dark arts."
Madame Pomfrey was getting her drawers very much in a knot, but Dumbledore was trying to ignore her as he was tried to establish where the door actually was again. Since Harry had dispelled them from the room, his ward also changed the entrance to the room, and it was now undetectable from the bricks in the wall. Harry Potter was indeed back, and Dumbledore was scared. He tried to hide it, but he was scared and Snape could tell, it oozed out of him. The last person he had seen look that worried was Peter Pettigrew.
"Oh dear, Albus, what is he's reborn as the dark…." Before she could continue Severus Snape stepped in
"Shut up. You pathetic old harridan. Mr. Potter is back from the abyss because he had the good fortune of aligning himself with my godson, screaming on about the…Dark…Lord… will only prove how much of a dozy old crone you are. Now if you would care to shut up, I will explain all if you accompany me to my chambers."
Leading the way, robes billowing in splendour behind him, he waited for the others to be seated in his room, and after offering them tea proceeded to recount the events of the last night.
"Mr. Malfoy came to me and showed me a piece of ancient elfin text." This prompted Dumbledore to ask if he could see the text.
Snape made a few overly elaborate wand movements and the blackboard behind his desk displayed the text that he had read the day before. Dumbledore rose to examine the text fully and asked Severus which house elf it had been, keeping a mental log that at the end of this conversation he was going to personally behead that little interfering shit.
"What does it say, Severus? It looks like ancient Celtic to me; you will have me tearing my hospital to pieces looking for my translation spell." She may have been a good healer but one thing Madame Pomfrey was not, was the brainiest witch in a coven.
"It basically states that in order to reignite lost magic you have to make the person whose magic has gone desire to have his magic return so he may fuck his partner, basically, but it appears that our Mr. Malfoy improvises. , He wasn't supposed to touch Mr. Potter, such a disobedient boy, like a thorn in my side at times, I must say."
Looking at Severus who she had already forgiven for his outburst earlier she giggled, "Oh, there's rude…"
Dumbledore cleared his throat and the room fell silent.
"It would seem that Dobby did indeed save……the…..day, excuse me sorry," he said as he was starting to spit out the words, why was Dumbledore so mad that Harry Potter had recovered, what was he so worried about, continuing in a more gentle tone he translated the script for all three present firstly speaking the words in elfin
Peri i'r llygad weld popeth. Peri i'r meddwl hiraethu am yr hyn y mae'r llygad yn ei weld. Peri i'r corff ddyheu am y teimlad yn llygad y meddwl. Gorfodi'r hud sydd ar y tu mewn i ymestyn allan a chyffwrdd â'r hyn y mae'r meddwl yn hiraethu amdano. Am mai dim ond awydd gwir gariad i ffurfio cwlwm agosrwydd a fydd yn gorfodi'r hud i gynnau ei hun unwaith eto. Ond cymerwch ofal, a pheidiwch byth â chyffwrdd â'r hyn rydych yn ymdrechu i'w hachub, rhaid i ewyllys yr un fod yn fuddugoliaethus
Tapping the blackboard three times and issuing a reveal spell the words took on a new shape as each one changed into its English language counterpart, Madame Pomfrey thought that the elves used a lot of words to describe that, but who was she to comment. Severus took a step closer to the board and shaking his head in disbelief, questioned if the headmaster was accurate in his assessment of the translation, receiving in return a raised eyebrow expression from Dumbledore.
"I am of course quite fluent in old elfish, the word are correct, new elfish less than two thousand years old has different uses for the verbs, it appears your solving spell was for the newer version, this is what it should have read:
When the chosen one meets his destiny, Magic will be reborn with the sharing of eternal essences, springing forth the Amesis, the all seeing, don't look on the Amesis he who doesn't want his truth to be seen
Severus looked quizzically at this and then it dawned on him, Dobby must have known all along, the power the house elves held was considerable, all knew that, but for centuries they had followed their natural tendency to serve. They did, however, have the ability to foretell the future of some of histories most important events.
"I have read about this fable as a boy," Severus said "the Amesis, or as the elves call it 'The One' it's like the elfin equivalent of the Messiah, to lead their kind out of servitude, apparently all who look on him volunteer their deepest darkest secrets, unable to hide what they are most guilty of doing, a bit like a walking Veritaserum. If this is correct, and Potter is the Amesis, there will be a lot of very worried people, supporters of the Dark Lord, who haven't been rounded up yet. He could literally pick them out of a crowd, I think we shall have to keep a very…….close……….eye, on our Mr. Potter."
Then turning to the Headmaster and Madame Pomfrey, Severus was startled to see a wand in Professor Dumbledore's hand, a spell cast before either he or Madame could react
"OBLIVIATE."
"I'm sorry, Severus and Poppy, but I cannot let you inform any one of these findings. Potter cannot be allowed to reach full fitness, he cannot become the Amesis, for I will be doomed, and I doom for no man."
Elsewhere in their private chambers Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were doing what any teenagers in love would do when the opportunity arose; they were making mad and passionate love to each other, blissfully unaware of what was going on outside the wards of their room.
Down in the bowels of the School, further down than the Slytherin Dungeons, Dobby was summoned by Dumbledore, meeting cold sharp steel the moment he popped into the cell, his head rolling on the floor, the last words to leave his mouth, "The One."
"I am so in love with you, Harry."
"I adore you, Drake," he managed to get out in between long luxurious kisses.
Naked in his lover's arms, Harry took one step back to admire the body that was before him. He had always known that Draco was a god in the beauty stakes but never knew how beautiful he was in reality.
Where Harry had some soft downy hair on his legs, Draco was almost completely hairless from the neck down; his soft pale skin clung to his muscular frame with utter poise and grace.
Beautiful red nipples sat on his Quidditch trained chest, looking down to a perfectly formed six pack, which had the softest of hair on the patch above the belly button. Harry knelt down on the rug and licked a trail down Draco's chest to his belly button.
Draco's erection was prodding Harry in his Adams Apple but that just made Harry more aware of the significance of this moment.
Harry wasn't in a rush, he wanted to taste every single inch of his lovers' body, explore and touch every inch of his skin, take in the aroma that Draco's body held just for him before he drank of his desire.
Harry turned Draco around so that he was facing Draco's back and kissed the back of his neck as he expertly manoeuvred him in front of the fire. Licking down the top of Draco's back, Harry was taking in the smell of his lover. With each new pheromone that Draco released, Harry's already growing desire to fuck his lover increased to the beat of the music, which now seemed totally in time with their foreplay and love making.
Pushing Draco down on the cushions so his head was resting on them and his hips raised high towards him, Harry moved his head to the base of Draco's back and rubbed his tongue over the top of Draco's firm buttocks as he inhaled once again his wonderfully evocative musk.
Licking down the between his lovers cheeks he could hear Draco scream his name louder and louder the closer he went with his tongue into Draco's opening.
Harry spread Draco's legs wide apart and pulled his ball sack back towards his hot pink hole, kissing heavily over Draco's balls. He let his tongue go from working frantically around his balls to darting in and out of his gorgeous opening.
Draco was contracting his pelvis and thrusting his hips back and forward into Harry's obliging mouth, the more attention Harry's mouth paid Draco's body the more relaxed and eager for his lover inside him Draco's became.
Harry manoeuvred to the front of Draco and lifting his head up, presented him with his cock to suck. Harry was larger than Draco, but what Draco lacked in penis size he made up for in the size of his balls, and the willingness to do anything he lover desired.
Everything that the two were doing was spurred by the previous action of the other. This was love making with no rules, no pre-planned agenda, just reactions to movements, just one goal for both, the pleasure of the other and by giving, receiving more pleasure than was ever imaginable.
Draco sucked Harry's cock greedily, relaxing his throat so that all of Harry could get down his throat and he could feel the hairs on Harry ball sack softly rest on his chin.
Draco's hands were probing at Harry's opening, with each face fuck thrust that Harry did to Draco, Draco in turn groped more intently so that he managed to get one finger from each hand inside Harry's hot hole. The more he probed the more Harry screamed his name.
Harry repositioned himself so he was now lay on his side facing Draco, his cock in Draco's mouth thrusting away, whilst Draco's hard cock was sliding into Harry's awaiting mouth,
Harry pushed a finger into Draco's hole and felt the warm slippery welcoming therein, it was more than either could take and in one last frenzy of mouth fucking and anal finger probing.
'Merlin this feels great' both boys thought as they ejaculated at the same time. Neither backed off, just savouring the other's love flow into them.
Both boys lay there panting. They knew this was only the first course, they were just warming up, and the were madly and passionately becoming aroused again, knowing that the next kiss or the next touch would signify the main course and with that the true start of their union. Neither boy could wait.
The next two hours were spent with Harry making love to Draco. This was no ordinary love making; this was magical beyond anything that they could have been tutored on, or had read in text books this was intense sharing of energies.
Harry had brought Draco and he to climax for the second time when they really started to notice what was happening, as Harry's cock was fully embedded in Draco, in what he believed could only be described as a fuck from the gods, Draco's body started to tighten into orgasm.
He came with equal energy, noise and intensity, until his whole body started to reverberate and give off the most beautiful glow and encircled them both. Without losing any rhythm, Harry continued to fuck long deep strokes into Draco, the glow flickering all around them lifting them off the rug and cushions into a suspended state where Harry was deeply inside his love, who was screaming his name and sticking his nails deeply into his lover's back. Harry was responding in similar fashion by giving every ounce of his passion and love into every stroke, trying to reach deeper and deeper into Draco with his manhood, and then it happened, Harry came like he had never come before, shooting his love deep into Draco, never wanting the electricity that building in every pore to dwindle or cease and hoping this moment would last. His body started to echo Draco's vibration and out of every pore Harry's own essence sprang forth, like a volcano erupting.
Their essences had combined. Little did Harry know that they had just created the Amesis.
