Summary: Harry Potter is not human. Draco's Veela is starting to come through. When Harry is being raped at home. When he comes into his birthright. What will happen when Draco wants to help after Harry's friends turn on him? Creature Fic.
A.N: Thank you reviewers. I'm updating this soon because every one was begging for it. And it was a rather mean cliffy...
Warning: This story contains: Rape, Slash, Lemons, Sex. You have been warned.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the plot. All Characters, situations, and the like belong to J.K. Rowling.
On With The Show...
" Yes?" Draco asked leaning forward a little farther.
" I'm...Hard." Harry muttered, praying that the blonde had heard him so that he wouldn't have to repeat it and at the same time wishingDraco had gone deaf for a few seconds.
Draco smiled at him and leaned back in his chair. " Well, that's what happens when I stroke your wings. Interesting." Draco looked thoughtful for a moment before laughing quietly.
Harry looked to be in mild pain at the situation of him being in the middle of a restaurant with an erection, just what he didn't need. Giving a defeated sigh Harry removed his napkin from his lap and stood up, suddenly hating his tight leather pants. Walking slowly and carefully toward the bathroom, ignoring Draco's quiet laughter behind him.
Harry made it into the bathroom with out any one noticing his ' little problem.' Fixing his problem Harry washed his hands twice scowling at his reflection all the while.
After sitting back down at the table he threw a disgruntled look at the still snickering blonde. " Its not funny." Harry said darkly.
Draco just smiled and luckily let it drop, not saying a word about the fact that he had been the one to get the raven haired teen hard. " Sorry, I didn't know it would affect you like that." Draco said truthfully looking into Harry's eyes to show that it, was indeed, the truth.
Harry just waved his hand at the blonde and remained silent. A few minutes later the waitress came back with their lunch. After setting the plates down and refilling their glasses she disappeared again.
Harry began eating immediately while Draco took his time, savoring the well seasoned fish. It didn't take long for both to finish with their lunch and for the waitress to ask if they wanted dessert. Both declined and Draco paid.
" It's a birthday lunch." Draco said firmly, ignoring Harry's protests. After they had paid they left the restaurant with only one little mishap. The bottle blonde that had messed with Harry's wing earlier was coming back from the front of the building while they were leaving and she took it upon herself to hold onto Harry's wing firmly and stroke the dark feathers.
Harry was stunned for a moment before wrenching his wing away roughly. " What is your problem?" Harry asked angrily as he refolded his wings along his back.
" Wha...What?" She asked confusedly. " I have no problem."
" I ought to..." Draco pulled the angry part Vampire out of the restaurant with a fake smile to the unknowing girl. " Hey! Let go." Harry exclaimed clenching the handles of his clothes bags tightly.
Draco, without thinking,ran his hand over Harry's wings, right down the center, causing the darker teen to shudder and stand limply for a moment. " She didn't mean anything by it. You forget you are half Siren, which means that you have a slight allure around you. And weaker witches and wizards will have a hard time fighting the urge to touch you." Draco said calmingly.
Harry nodded and started back for the Leaky Cauldron. They had no other problems on the way back to their room, but both nearly had a heart attack when they opened their door to see a group of girls, all scantly clad.
There was a collective gasp from inside the room and Draco yanked the door shut quickly holding it in place while the girls tried to open it. " What the Hell?" Draco panted as he tried to keep a good hold on the door.
" No clue. Come on, lets go get Tom and have him remove them. Quickly." Then a smug look crossed Harry's face. " All your clothes are in there with them. Oh. Your going to have to wash them quiet a few times to get their smell out of the fabric." Draco's eyes went wide.
" No. They wouldn't dare." He murmured looking horror stricken at the door in front of him. " Come on hurry up." Draco whispered as he jogged down the stairs in front of Harry, taking them two at a time.Harry chuckled and followed him closely.
" Tom, you've got to get them out of there. My clothes and my hair supplies are in there with there grimy hands. Oh God." Draco moaned in disgust.
Tom looked at him like he had gone insane, a young man ranting about hair supplies, what was the world coming to? " Okay, give me a few minutes to get them out. Until then I suggest you go have a seat in one of the darker corners, so they don't see you." With that Tom ventured up the narrow stair case to number eleven.
Harry and Draco sank down onto a bench in the far back of the pub, hidden away from prying eyes. Harry heaved a sigh of relief and turned so that his wings hung off the side of the bench and his head rested on Draco's shoulder.
" Well this has been an odd day." Draco muttered running his fingers absently through Harry's raven spikes. Harry hummed his agreement and closed his eyes in contentment. Draco paused looking about in the darkness.
" Who is it?" Harry asked softly his eyes flicking open as he breathed in deeply through his nose, trying to get the scent of who ever had startled the blonde from his calming movements.
" I don't know." Draco whispered softly as his eyes scanning the deeper shadows. A soft hiss came from near his feet and he gave a slight start looking down into the brilliant jade eyes of Shadow. " By Merlin. You scared the crap out of me." Draco gasped as he settled back down, pulling Harry back against his shoulder.
Harry chuckled lightly as Shadow slithered up to rest in his lap. Draco continued his stroking, massaging Harry's scalp with his short nails. Harry gave a soft moan of pleasure and arched against Draco biting his lower lip.
Draco looked down at him, surprised. " Well, well. I've found another soft spot."
Draco teased as Harry nearly melted into his chest. Harry just nodded, his eyelids fluttering as Draco continued to rub his scalp. Harry gasped as Draco's other hand found his right wing, fingertips trailing lightly over the soft feathers. Harry shivered and moaned again his back arching ever so slightly.
" Dra...Draco." Harry panted, trying to regain his breath. " Don't." Harry managed to gasp out. Draco stopped moving looking down at the withering teen, knowing that it was from pleasure not pain by the look on his handsome face.
" Oh, Gods." Harry muttered, finally getting his breathing under control. Harry sat up, keeping his back to Draco as he buried his face in his hands.
Draco gently touched his shoulder and was slightly surprised when Harry leaned back against him immediately, responding easily to his touch. " Harry." Draco whispered huskily into his ear.
" Draco. What's happening?" Harry asked softly as he shifted into his once rivals lap. Draco simply rubbed Harry's back knowing that the raven haired teen couldn't take much more right then.
" I don't know, but you're really sensitive to my touch for some reason." Draco thought aloud. " Does this mean? No, it can't be that." Draco muttered lips pressing against Harry's temple as he thought.
Harry hummed again at the feeling of Draco's skin on his. " Can't be what?" Harry asked wrapping his arms around Draco's waist.
" The only thing I can think of that would make you react like this is if we were mates. But we can't be, can we?" Draco inquired as he continued to run his hand up an down Harry's back soothingly. " We won't know until the fourth, when I come into my inheritance. Until then, I don't know what to do with you.
" Your going to need a lot more physical contact as the days go on. If I am your mate, then being around me is probably driving your senses wild. Hmm. What to do. What to do." Draco mumbled as Harry snuggled closer to him.
They couldn't risk them not being mates and hurting themselves and each other. Harry was just going to have to be patient, but it did explain the physical reactions and the way he responded to Draco's touch so easily. Yet Draco could do nothing to ease Harry's desires. Not yet at least, it would not be a good thing if they weren't mates.
For some reason both species were not supposed to have sex. It said in the texts that Veela were simply ment to seduce, and Sirens the same. There was something in one of the old texts that said if a Hybrid Siren were to willingly have sex with some one that was not their mate, that it could be painful for themselves and their mate later on.
There was just something about the way Harry reacted to his touch that Draco was almost certain they were mates, the only problem was that if they weren't it could hurt Harry. Could hurt Harry a lot. The boy in question was settled comfortably in his lap at the moment, nearly asleep from all the clothes changing that morning, the erection during lunch, and the pleasure just a few minutes ago.
' Gods Draco. Can't you think about something else other then Harry's amazing body. With his broad shoulders and well toned chest. And that ass. Dammit, I did it again.' Draco thought tiredly as he run a hand up and down Harry's muscled side. ' What am I going to do? God damn, I am in love with him, not just his body, which is just amz...No I will not go there. I want him happy, for the rest of his life, not just for the moment. I want to protect him and be protected. I want to wake up in his arms every morning and fall asleep the same way every night.'
Draco looked down at the teen that was taking control of his thoughts, he couldn't think of anything else. Tom came up and cleared his throat. Draco looked up and smiled when he spotted all the girls, fully dressed, in the far corner of the pub.
" Everything is back where its supposed to be. Would you like some help getting him up stairs?" Tom asked quietly, not wishing to wake the raven haired teen.
" No, but thank you. And thank you for getting them out of our room. We should see you for dinner." Draco said as he stood, cradling the lite teen in his arms, bending over slightly he picked up the two bags and then headed for the stairs.
Sadly he didn't quiet make it before Hermione was on him like a fly to shit. (A.N: Had to, I'm not a big fan of Hermione and Ron.) " What happened, is he okay?" She asked hurriedly looking at Harry's peaceful face, which rested lightly against Draco's chest.
" He's fine. Now get out of my way." Draco hissed, trying to be as quiet as possible so as not to wake the sleeping half Siren.
Hermione did not seem to get the idea and continued to block the way and speak in her slightly high pitched obnoxious voice. " Is he asleep? Did he pass out? Where were you two all day? What is that!" She nearly shrieked the last question as Shadow slid up next to Draco.
The blonde smiled down at the black Python as it spiraled up his right leg. Hermione gave a shriek of fright as Shadow settled high up on his thigh, close to his ' goods'. The smile, however, did not fade from his lips until Harry stirred in his arms.
" Draco?" Came the softly spoken question from the teen in his hold. " Wha?" He asked groggily as his eyes cracked open a fraction of an inch.
" Nothing, Harry." Draco murmured glaring at Hermione. " You just had to go and wake him up didn't you?" He hissed in annoyance shifting Harry's weight slightly. " Now move out of our way." Draco commanded.
Hermione stepped aside silently, keeping a close watch on the snake still around Draco's thigh. The tall blonde moved easily up the stairs and into their recently vacated room.
Laying Harry on the bed he went over to his trunk and looked through it, making sure everything was still there. Once positive that nothing was missing he locked the door and gently removed Shadow from his thigh. The Python simply nodded her head at him and slithered off to a sunny spot under the window.
Draco glanced over at the bed and smiled at Harry who was resting on his elbows, watching Draco with a hawks gaze. " Like what you see?" Draco asked turning around slowly until he faced the raven haired teen again, only to find Harry standing right in front of him.
" Yes." Harry whispered, arms slipping around Draco's waist, pulling him forward. Draco swallowed and looked directly into lust darkened eyes that were so close, yet so far. Harry's lips hovered a few inches from his own and Draco longed to close the distance.
" Harry, we can't do this. If we're not mates it could hurt you later on when you do find your mate." Draco whispered, their lips almost touching as he spoke.
Harry sighed, but did not pull away, which Draco was both grateful for and slightly annoyed by. " Draco if your not my mate, then why am I reacting like this to you. Just looking at you makes me want to be this close to you. Your scent nearly sends me into orgasm. I can't stand to not be touching you." Harry said truthfully. " I don't think I can keep my hands off you till the fourth. I'm no where near ready to go all the way and you know it, but at least let me hold you. Don't deny me the simple comfort of being close to you. Please do not do that to me." Harry whispered pressing their bodies closer as he placed his head in the crook of Draco's neck.
Draco relaxed immediately, if Harry just wanted to be close to him then he would do it, but if it got to far he didn't know what he would do. Because Merlin knew he wanted the other teen, just as much as Harry wanted him, and he knew it wasn't just his hormones talking.
Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, hands resting on the bandaged tattoo. " As long as we're careful I won't deny you touch. But only like this, its all we can do until my shift." Draco admitted sadly as he gently lead Harry over to the bed.
They sank down onto the soft mattress, Harry curling up against Draco and the blonde simply holding him, hand running up and down between Harry's slightly open wings. Draco smiled at the soft hum, almost a purr, emitting from the half Siren.
They lay like this, simply holding one another, hands running up and down each others backs for almost two hours straight. Both were still wide awake when some one knocked on the door. It was close to six o'clock which ment it was dark out already. Harry glared at the door as Draco started to get up, but Harry refused to let him go.
Draco sighed and scooped Harry off the bed glaring halfheartedly at the bright smile on his might-be-mates face. Going to the door he called through, " who's there?"
" Ginny and Charlie. Is Harry there?" Came Ginny's muffled voice. Draco looked down to the lite creature in his arms and Harry sighed then nodded.
" Yes. What do you want?" Draco demanded, slightly annoyed at being interrupted in their rest.
" We want to talk to Harry. Alone." Ginny said, voice taking on a hint of annoyance as well.
Draco looked down at Harry again, and the green eyed teen shook his head vigorously. " You talk to him with me or not at all." Draco informed them haughtily.
" Hmpf. Fine. Now let us in before Ron and them see us. We're not supposed to be here." Ginny grumbled.
Draco unlocked the door silently and made his way back to the bed. After situating them on it comfortably, Shadow slithered up at the foot of the bed and coiled herself there. " Come in." Draco called after he had flicked on the light.
Ginny and Charlie slipped in, closing the door quickly behind them. Ginny's eyes went wide at the sight of the two teens, so different yet so similar, lounging on the bed. Regaining her composure she grabbed one of the chairs from the table and moved it closer to the bed, until she noticed the snake, giving a startled squeak she glanced at her brother who had also brought a chair over.
Charlie shrugged good naturedly and sat down in his chair, eyes then shifting to the two on the bed. " So, what are you Harry? Nobody but mom and dad know what you are and they won't tell us. Ginny and I never liked the idea of having to be nice to you, like Ron and Hermione did. We wanted to get to know you first. Which I thought we had, but I may be wrong now." Charlie said calmly as he looked Harry over from his seat at the foot of the bed.
" I'm a Hybrid Siren." Harry answered dully. He shifted back a little more so that the pillows held him up and looked over at the two red heads. " You most defiantly don't know me, and you never will." Harry said bitterly. " Now what do you want?"
Ginny looked taken aback for a moment before gaining her composure again. " Harry we want to help you." Ginny said quietly as her hands twitched in her lap. " We love you and want you to be happy." She added, voice quiet.
" You love me !" Harry exclaimed as he sat up roughly. " If you loved me you would have told me what was going on a long time ago. If you loved me you would have gone against Dumbledore and got me the Hell away from the Dursleys. But no. You leave me there to be beaten, to be taken advantage of." Harry took a deep breath and curled his hands into fists. " You must not give a fuck about me if you couldn't even help me when I needed it the most, when I was at my worst you were all laughing and enjoying yourselves while I couldn't get up. Couldn't breath." Harry panted out, eyes blazing with thick emotions as he took Draco's hand, holding it tightly in his.
Ginny looked mortified, while Charlie was trying to not rush into the bathroom at what he knew Harry ment. Ginny wasn't sure what Harry ment when he said ' taken advantage of' but she really didn't want to know.
Draco stroked his Sirens wings gently, soothing the frazzled nerves of his might-be-mate. " Calm down." Draco said softly as Harry rested against him, breaths shaky and short. " Easy does it."
Harry slowly got his erratic breathing under control and pressed closer to the blonde, breathing in his scent and drowning in his soft caresses. Harry took one last deep breath, then slowly sat up. Looking at their pale, yet slightly flushed, faces he knew that they had known what was happening to him, but had either been unable to help, or did not wish to help, which, he did not wish to know.
" Please leave." Draco said softly as he sat up next to Harry, arm draped around his thin waist. Ginny nodded and got up, standing on shaky legs, followed slowly be Charlie, who looked like he was about to pass out.
Once they were gone and the door tightly locked, Draco crawled back into the bed and spooned Harry against his chest, placing feather lite kisses on Harry's forehead and ear, soothing him completely.
Harry shuddered and melted into the gentle touches, the loving whispers, allowing them to swallow him, to drown his sorrow away. Draco slowly eased Harry into slumber, allowing the dark teen to sleep tightly pressed against his chest. Draco soon joined the raven and deep blue spiked teen in slumber.
Neither woke until early the next morning, and only because of the insistent tapping at the window. Draco sat up groggily while Harry burrowed deeper into the blankets for a moment before sitting up as well, glaring heatedly at the dull brown owl. The owl in question simply tapped a little harder at the window.
Draco huffed and got up stalking over to the window and wrenching it open. " Give me the bloody letters you twat." Draco hissed in annoyance as he snatched the letters away. The school owl gave an indigent hoot before flying off.
Draco closed the window and turned around to find Harry shirt less, carefully trying to remove a bandage from his lower back. Draco sat gently on the bed behind his friend and swatted his hands away. Removing the large bandage easily Draco hunched over to get a good look at the intricate design.
" Wow. This is amazing." Draco murmured in awe as his fingers gently grazed over the inked skin. Harry smiled over his shoulder and flexed his wings, folding them around Draco. The blonde looked up at him and gave him a small smile. " Its only the second." He whispered, knowing what Harry wanted.
Harry blew air out of his nose in a soft snort. " Fine. If you keep insisting." Harry's wings did not relax from their position around Draco's lithe body. The blonde smiled slyly at his would-be-mate and rested his cheek against Harry's bare shoulder.
Placing light, open mouthed kisses on the exposed skin, Draco could feel the Siren shiver beneath him. " You know, for some one who's worried about me getting hurt, you sure are making it hard for me not to ravish you. Right here, right now. No matter what today is." Harry countered, his wings relaxing. " Now, I'm going to go take a shower and get rid of my problem. You had better be dressed and out of the room when I get out, or I am very liable to throw caution to the wind. You can of course tell me to stop, and I will. For I can't hurt you, ever, not in any way.
" But I mean it. If your even remotely ready for me to take you, then stay. I recommend that you get dressed, quickly, and leave." Harry said, all to truthfully for Draco's liking. " Just remember, you brought this upon yourself, teasing me like this, when you're making me wait. Its quiet mean." Harry glared at the wall opposite him angrily as he got up and went immediately into the bathroom, closing the door with a soft click.
Draco thought for a moment, was he truly ready to go that far? He knew that Harry wouldn't hurt him, but also that the Siren was in need of the bond to be complete. Draco silently knew that it had pained Harry to walk out of the room when Draco sat on the bed, hair tousled from sleep and cheeks flushed from the physical contact.
Draco sighed coming to a decision, he would wait. He knew they both wanted it and were both ready, but if he was in his Veela form then it would be all the better for both of them, and they would know, for a fact that they were mates. Getting dressed Draco quickly left the room, mildly glad that Harry had a slight distraction at the moment, but he hated leaving the dark haired teen alone, it felt wrong in so many ways. Not like Harry was going to be hurt, just an irritation from not being close to the other teen.
Draco was only half way down the narrow stairs when he heard Harry calling out to him. ' What the Hell? Harry?' Draco thought, completely confused for a moment.
' Draco get your ass up here and help me!' Harry's voice echoed in his mind. ' This is your fault after all.' Harry huffed irritably.
' What the Hell? How can we talk through our minds? And what did I cause?' Draco asked now totally lost.
' My goddamn erection won't go away!' Harry exclaimed, nearly hyperventilating in his annoyance. ' And it hurts. So a little help would be highly appreciated. No, I will not jump you. All I'm asking for is a blow-job.' Harry said innocently as I he were a child asking for candy.