Probably late, I was in London for the weekend/Monday and couldn't write but a good time was had by all!

To make up for it (it was happening anyway but hey timing) have some misbehaving and debauchery.

-YDHP-

Harry and Draco spent the first hour they were back shooing off house elves to try and get them to 'settle' back in, opting instead to spend time with Raven. She was over a year old now, walking and babbling and giggling constantly. She ran to them as soon as she saw them, dark curls falling all the way around her olive cheeks now to brush the top of her neck.

"Merlin you're getting big!"

Raven beamed, flashing some milk teeth at them and Harry couldn't deny she was an utterly enchanting little girl. They joined her on the floor to play with her toys, which included bats that could fly around her and squeaked realistically, a cauldron that let out harmless bubbles for her to pop and some plushie dragons that breathed smoke when squeezed.

"Dad!"

Bertrand was at her side instantly, but Harry noticed Severus hadn't moved other than to look over.

"Does she call you different things?"

The vampire nodded as he lifted Raven onto his bent knee, promptly receiving what Harry thought was called an 'eskimo kiss' as she rubbed her face on his.

"She does. Severus is 'daddy', and I'm 'dad'. It's quite remarkable to have such a distinction already."

"That's quite sweet. How is being stay at home dads?"

Bertrand smiled his crooked smile, tipping up more on one side than the other but it was serene, genuine as his icy eyes lit up.

"I can hardly complain about spending all day with this little miracle."

Raven smiled, patting Bertrand's cheek and then wriggling down to pop the bubbles coming out of her toy cauldron.

"How is everything at Hogwarts?"

"Mad. We have a secret Defence group and Vlad spends half his time irritating Aurors or Riddle, the Ministry is really on edge and Umbridge is doing her best to become a dictator."

They agreed to put in depth conversation off until Raven went for a nap, so Harry and Draco headed up to put their things away. Harry's room felt empty without Vlad's shoes by the door and his magic in the air, but he had promised they wouldn't be apart for too long. He knew realistically Vlad was suffering more, his symptoms of sadness and loss not quite comparable to Vlad's physical pain and biological pull to his mate.

"You had a Hogsmeade visit recently, did you not?"

Severus asked, sipping from a mug of coffee and the improvement in his overall health after nearly four months just he, Raven and Bertrand with no Voldemort attacking him or causing anxiety was clear in his demeanour.

"Yeah. Nothing thrilling, but there were Aurors everywhere and Vlad said there were security charms over the doors of half the shops. He couldn't go into Japes or Quills'R'Us because one of the charms detected Dark Marks, and one student was taken away for questioning because of it. There could have been more but we didn't stay too long, just chaperoning the younger students and finishing Christmas shopping."

Draco poured himself a fresh mug of tea, stirring sugar into it and leaning back in his chair with a sigh.

"There was talk of Dementor presence but guess they lost the fight to depress everyone right before Christmas."

Harry shuddered at the memory of Dementors. He wasn't sorry about them not being there.

"The Ministry are eager to be seen making an effort then?"

Draco nodded at Severus, speaking while Harry poured sugar into his tea to get a sweet hit alongside his iced biscuits.

"Yeah. Ingrid reckons they are nervous because of him being back but doing not a lot, since they don't know about him making that unbreakable vow with Vlad."

"That makes a great deal of sense actually, they daren't risk speaking too publicly about being in control of the situation lest they be made to look foolish immediately and so they must strive to look like they are doing their utmost."

Harry grinned around a mouthful of sweetness, ravenous after a hasty breakfast that morning as they were ushered by impatient Aurors to empty Hogwarts enough that almost no security had to stay behind. Granted, had he and Draco not portkeyed back he could have eaten on the train but they wanted to avoid the harassment and stares and questions of where Harry was going for the holidays.

So Harry had to wait an hour for lunch and settle for things that might rot a more human set of teeth. Lucky for him, his saliva contained venom that coated his teeth and dissolved pretty much anything that could try and attack them. It was like dental cheating.

As usual, they started early on homework to free up the rest of the holiday for other pastimes, like studying for OWLs and eating too much chocolate. Harry felt like his brain was about to melt from boredom and lack of challenge as he essentially copied out three pages from the terrible assigned book for DADA class. That reminded him; he could do some lesson idea research while having access to Malfoy library.

The Weasley twins were probably coming up with a whole host of ways to ruin Umbridge's ill-advised teaching career over the holidays themselves. It would be an interesting few months.

"I swear my eyes are going to fall out and make a bid for independence if I don't stop staring at this bullshit book immediately."

Draco threw it away from him, leaning his head back and sighing deeply before dropping his quill. Harry finished the sentence he was writing, then joined him in quitting.

"Shall we go for a fly before dinner?"

"That, my brother from another mother" Draco had been reading Muggle books for Muggle Studies it seemed "is an astounding idea."

The two teens took to the air - Draco in a jumper layered with warming charms, Harry in t-shirt and thin jeans - and took turns shooting the Quaffle before playing with the disappearing snitch. Given that he was now human versus Harry's basilisk-enhanced senses and it was chaser against seeker anyway... Harry soundly thrashed Draco.

"I almost miss being a werewolf. Adjusting to the world in slow motion was strange."

"Any symptoms?"

Draco shook his head, tapping the silver bracelet he still wore.

"Not a flicker. I'm expecting if I ever go for Animagus training it'll have altered my form to wolf, because that's what my magic learnt. But honestly, that's not so bad when I thought I would die young slowly being torn apart by my own DNA."

That made Harry think of Sirius and Remus - they wrote to him at least weekly, but he missed them and they missed him. He ought to ask Vlad if there was a way he could see them when next his boyfriend came home.

Malfoy Manor was as much home to Harry as Hogwarts was now. Maybe even more so as he saw Raven clapping down on the ground seeing he and Draco fly. She was an absolute delight, especially for Harry who had no parents and therefore never really expected siblings, honorary or otherwise. And yet in the space of only about one school year both Harry and Vlad had both become big brothers; he to Raven and Vlad to George.

"Hello little bat" Draco scooped up Raven as she toddled up to his legs "sadly you're too young to fly. And your daddies said no toy brooms until you're five but maybe next year."

Raven didn't understand much, but she giggled along at the scandalised expressions on said 'daddies' faces while Draco held her tight. She turned for attention for Harry, and he realised how she was so comfortable in recognising them despite her young age as she sniffed him before hugging him. Half vampire. It made sense.

"She's really come out of her shell these last few months then?"

Severus nodded, smile quirking at the side of thin lips when he observed Raven's toothy grin.

"Quite. She responded to the oppressive environment instinctively. She is free here."

It truly showed; Raven had been quiet and seemed content to stare at the wall much of the time before. Now she liked to roll around and giggle and play. Harry felt it was a good match to his life with the Dursleys contrasting with life at Hogwarts.

"Masters and young Miss, dinner be ready!"

A house elf squeaked and Raven pointed Harry toward the table where she could get fed, so he supposed he was the one to be carrying her. She went most agreeably into her high chair, where a house elf furnished her with a bib and a bowl of unappealing-looking food probably perfectly suitable for a toddler.

Her manners were pretty good for a one year old, but they were no pureblood table etiquette and Harry wiped splattered potato mush from near him more than once over the course of dinner.

"What's that?"

Draco indicated the pile of books Bertrand was sorting through, having opted to only have blood for his dinner.

"Vlad asked me to prepare him a reading list by Christmas. I am ensuring it's all here."

"For what? I thought he passed all his tests."

Harry frowned in thought.

"Is this about his Chosen One thing?"

"Correct. Vlad is intended as a future Grand High Vampire but allowances for his Hogwarts education were made with regards to his political grooming. He must begin soon, however, to appease the Council and not be out of his depth when he takes the title."

"Does he have to do it?"

Bertrand looked struck by Draco's question, tapping at his book list with his quill.

"I suppose as the most powerful vampire to ever stalk the earth, Vlad can't truly be forced into anything. However, I'm not sure the vampire world as a whole would let him just walk away."

"When?"

Vlad didn't like talking about it much, so Harry posed his short question to Bertrand.

"Officially? When the current Grand High Vampire retires or gets retired. Unofficially, when he turns eighteen and his full powers come in."

"He's already pretty powerful."

"Correct. The Chosen One will have powers no man nor beast can ever rival. Just how powerful he'll be is anybodies guess at the moment, but I suspect what he has now is merely an indicator rather than a limit."

"Wow. Don't ever piss off your boyfriend Harry, he might explode."

Severus chided Draco for his language in front of Raven, but the girl was utterly absorbed in smushing up her little bowl of after-dinner ice cream into a gooey mess and didn't seem to notice a thing. Harry thanked the elf who brought him hot chocolate, then stretched out on the sofa and felt his legs try to push out further again. It had been almost a week since he changed last, and Harry missed it.

"Hey, while we have the room, why not show us your form outside? I'm deeply curious and you said your eyes are safe right?"

Draco spotted Harry shifting around, scales itching a little now in anticipation.

"Yeah they are. Samael said it's because I'm part human still. Let's go!"

He wasn't going to turn down such a chance, half tempted to crawl on the floor in preparation for losing his limbs to become an enormous serpent. Bertrand, who had seen Harry's first shift, stayed inside to watch Raven, but Severus eagerly came to observe the change for himself. Harry kicked off his slippers and wiggled bare feet on the grass to familiarise himself with the lack of barrier between skin and nature, then closed his eyes and focused.

"Wow. I mean. Wow. You're huge!"

Harry wanted to answer sarcastically, but nobody spoke parselmouth and so he was resigned to rolling his eyes and hissing. Fingertips calloused by years of cauldron burns and spell work brushed his scales as Severus explored the texture, then came around to stare inti Harry's eyes and fanged mouth as though confirming it were all true.

"Fascinating. May I take samples of your venom to compare to a true Basilisk?"

Harry nodded his huge head, and Severus gently placed a receptacle beneath his fang so Harry could drip venom into it. Samael had said his venom was essentially identical except his couldn't hurt Vlad. Unless Vlad drank from something Harry had already bitten, which was extremely unlikely.

But Severus and Samael saw things differently. There was no telling that Samael's definition of 'identical' was the same as a humans. So Harry was himself a little curious. He slithered along to enjoy the feel of grass, letting out chortling hisses when Draco said his parents would have been horrified he was flattening the lawns.

"Oh Merlin, I needed that."

Harry exclaimed as he laid back on the grass with limbs again, skin still feeling like it would shift and expand again as he adjusted to going from sixty feet to less than six.

"I can't relate to you on that, I hated transforming."

Draco tumbled to the grass next to him, white-blond hair lit up by moonlight he no longer hated.

"That was forced. I was always meant to be like this, it just needed... switching on."

They stayed there a moment longer, but then all attention was diverted to the sudden appearance of flames within the middle of the courtyard. The stone circle that spread out toward several smaller cobbles and lawns and flowerbeds burned golden red, then faded as quickly as it appeared to reveal Vlad.

"What's with the flames?"

Draco quizzed but Harry was too busy launching himself at his boyfriend, ridiculously happy to see him even though it hadn't yet been a full day apart. Vlad was little better, clutching Harry with strength beyond any human but Harry's basilisk-enhanced body took the embrace easily.

"Hey, lovebirds! I asked you a question."

Draco attempted to look put out but he couldn't help smiling as the two reconnected for a minute, absorbing the senses of scent and magic familiarity.

"The flames? I was testing out my phoenix apparition powers. Haven't worked out how to turn out the lights on it yet."

Vlad answered, not taking his eyes off Harry all the while. That intense blue stare made Harry shiver slightly.

"Where's Ingrid?"

"Hunting. She doesn't get much chance to leave Hogwarts grounds and go hunting for wild game, plus it keeps our vampire teacher guy from snacking on a first year."

Draco didn't seem to take it personally that Vlad didn't look at him. At least he wasn't ignoring him.

"Oh right, they want to teach you to apparate."

Vlad seemed capable already, but Harry supposed classes wouldn't hurt. Plus Ingrid could still learn.

"Yep."

Cool fingers twined with Harry's own as they walked in to the Manor, though Vlad spared a moment for little Raven who was happy to see the only other half-human vampire they knew of. She was getting sleepy but had a smile for Vlad first, then started huffing to go back to her fathers arms.

"I think it's time for bed little one. I'll not be long."

Bertrand took off to put Raven down for the night, and Vlad sat both next to Harry and his ascribed reading list from Bertrand.

"OWLs and Voldemort not enough for you, you need more work?"

Vlad shrugged, running pale fingers down the thick, cracked leather spines of a couple.

"The alternative is to not be prepared when the time comes. Which is incredibly dangerous."

"True. I'm supposed to be doing this head-of-family training in all honesty, but being Lord Malfoy sounds so incredibly tiresome."

Draco waved offhandedly, sipping at hot chocolate with a drop of Firewhiskey added; it was the holidays and had he been raised by his parents continually, Draco would have been drinking wine regularly by then.

Plus there was more Firewhiskey imbibed over term time, but that stayed within the Gryffindor dormitory.

"I see your Lord Malfoy and I raise you future Count Dracula. The number one vampire story to make it to the rest of the world and this" Vlad gestured to himself "blood hating, half human and half reluctant biter is the future of it."

Harry felt good about his own family history not meaning any 'Lord Potter' thing happening. Though he would trade that all off to have his parents back... his mind drifted to the Resurrection Stone wrapped up and in a lockbox in his trunk. Maybe he would see them again for Christmas.

"Harry? Want to declare you'll be future Minister for Magic or something?"

Snapping out of his thoughts, Harry shook his head.

"Merlin, no. Somebody might notice me getting angry and turning into a huge lizard. Plus I hate politics... and I would never be elected on merit. I would be chosen on being me."

Harry had no intentions of running anything... he wasn't totally sure what he intended to do with his life any more either. He had been mostly set on being an Auror, but seeing the corruption and nonsense within the Ministry and the attitude of some of the other Aurors, he wasn't really keen anymore.

"Are you staying the night?"

Vlad nodded.

"I'll probably head back before dawn, give Umbridge a morning fright of some variety."

Harry grinned.

"Let me. I can change in a hallway, scare her witless and she'll never be able to say it was me cus I'm away for the holidays."

Vlad's eyes lit up.

"Sounds like a good plan. However, I think Draco here is starting to fall asleep. Lightweight."

The blond glared over his near-empty mug, but Harry saw a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Oh do excuse me and my human constitution."

"You are excused."

Vlad stayed up to chat to Bertrand about his book list for only ten minutes, shrank down and put the books in his pocket before following Harry up to his bedroom. Given that Vlad's feelings responded to Harry's, it was no real surprise to either teen when they landed on the bed, kissing and fumbling to remove cumbersome clothes.

His boyfriend was heated tonight, the vampire in him showing through widening cracks of a calm facade when Vlad pinned him down and inhaled at his neck, teething lightly at the juncture and Harry was pretty sure his knees would have given out were he not already horizontal. Vlad ground their hips together roughly, the hot weight of his cock through his jeans enough to make Harry buck up for more.

Not to be outdone, Harry switched them over and used his bulk to hold Vlad in place; until he transformed Harry was physically stronger at least. The vampire thrashed and growled, nails digging against the scale-hardened skin of Harry's shoulders when he bit Vlad again. Whether the venom in his bite felt erotic or Vlad just got off on the whole thing Harry couldn't say, but his boyfriends responses were feral, more animal than he had ever seen tonight.

Harry wouldn't have been surprised to see Vlad had sprouted fangs months early at that point, hungry touches tugging open his jeans to grope at his cock and tear choked moans from Harry's throat.

"What's with you tonight?"

Vlad faltered, obviously worried he was pushing his mate too far but Harry bucked against his hand in reassurance, pulsing when Vlad resumed stroking him perfectly despite an awkward angle.

"My instincts are getting more demanding with my transformation closing in."

Trying to think straight when Vlad knew exactly how Harry liked to be touched and feeling his brain turn to mush, he had an idea what Vlad meant.

"You mean..."

"Yeah. But you know that ultimately the bond responds to you and what you want."

Harry couldn't exactly deny he was increasingly eager to 'mate' with the vampire, but he also knew it was a much bigger deal for Vlad than it was him. He'd been holding back on the basis of not wanting to be unsure... but as Vlad twisted his wrist just so and Harry almost came there and then, he realised.

He hadn't been unsure about Vlad since the first time they kissed.

"You want to?"

Vlad's hand stilled and Harry couldn't help but complain, thrusting against the cool grip as he was so close...

"Really?"

Harry nodded, leaking messily onto Vlad's hand and bare stomach as his arousal burned hotter still. Vlad's hand left his cock and the swollen flesh protested, hungering for the final push to climax it was denied. Need made them frantic as shaking hands removed their bottoms; Vlad was self conscious of his nudity still, curled inward slightly but Harry pinned him with his legs to cease it.

"I will tell you every day for all of eternity if it'll make you listen - I want to see you."

Seeking to distract him, Harry leant down and kissed Vlad deeply, thoroughly before realising they had yet to talk logistics.

"Is there a.. I don't know, specific way you need to do this?"

If he was totally honest, Harry was far more nervous about the prospect of Vlad wanting or maybe even needing to be the one on top at first. Clearly sensing his reticence, Vlad ran soft fingers over Harry's angular jaw.

"I'd never do something you weren't ready for. It would be pointless anyway, all I'd feel is your anxiety."

Soothed, Harry felt his concerns leech away as Vlad leant up and kissed him again, hand slipping into his hair to stroke at his scalp. The vampire seemed to have calmed in response to Harry's concerns, but the promise of impending satisfaction seemed to fire him up again and soon he was rutting up against Harry, growling in need whenever Harry touched him.

It was surreal to have someone who almost seemed to exist solely to be what Harry needed, to respond in all the right ways on an instinctual level.

All the same, Harry was dizzy with the arousal of Vlad's primal actions, biting at his lip and clutching at the muscles of his lower back, curling his arms and legs around Harry with begging, pleading sounds. His desperation was blatant, intoxicating and threatened Harry's stamina terribly until he had to grip Vlad's hips and pin him down rather forcefully. The vampire bucked and growled again, dissatisfied.

"Calm. I don't want you hurting yourself."

Responding instantly, Vlad's heavy trembling became fine tremors and he placed his hands either side, pliant, waiting. There was a degree of common sense to the act itself, but that hadn't stopped Harry from doing a little investigating in the Hospital library at slow times in Healing class. He knew they needed some kind of artificial lubricant, but again Vlad was one step ahead of him and Harry felt some kind of magic happen.

"What was that?"

"Magic."

He rolled his eyes, a little disappointed Vlad had bypassed preparation. Somehow reading it in his face, Vlad rolled his hips up into Harry.

"If you want to do it properly next time you can but I don't think either of us can last that long right now."

Vlad raised many good points; this was their first time, not their only time and his cock was aching, throbbing with the promise of the willing body before him. His lover seemed to be faring little better, erection laid heavy on his stomach as he reached for Harry. He was a little clumsy with excitement, there was no denying but Vlad moved like liquid, fluid and lithe until their bodies met in the right way at last.

Something seemed to wrap around Harry's body as they came flush, magic responding to each other in a way he hadn't felt before. Vlad was incoherent already, muscles shaking, the lines of his neck standing out against pale skin and there was a steady stream of incoherent noises falling from parted lips. The grip of his body on Harry's cock was so tight it was almost painful, threatening to cut short what little resistance Harry had already.

"Vlad?"

Merlin, his voice was strained. Harry felt like he could transform at any minute, the pure exhilaration and breaking free the only comparison he could think to make.

"Fuck, move!"

Any doubts Harry had were immediately assuaged, further compounded by Vlad's writhing and rocking to try and urge Harry's movement. The motions weren't too different than when they frotted against each other, Vlad's legs clamping tight around his hips to improve the angle for the vampire thrashing on the bed.

Words were beyond them both by that point, Vlad's body moulding to him perfectly on every thrust and filling Harry with molten heat as the silken vice made for exquisite friction on his hyper-sensitive erection. It wasn't a conscious decision, but Harry still felt both their Occlumency shields fall in the intimate embrace. Vlad's mind reached out to his, sharing the sheer onslaught of magic and pleasure and rightness coursing through Vlad's entire body as he connected with his mate at long last.

The sounds Vlad made were near delirious, high and low and soft and rough in intermittent bursts as Harry let the surging thrusts carry him toward the zenith. He saw Vlad curl upward, felt wet splatter up against his torso as teeth sank into his shoulder, fingers clutching his back as the muscles gripping him spasmed and tightened further. Vlad made the sweetest, most utterly satisfied sound when Harry came inside him, not letting go of his boyfriend for several minutes until the racing magic around them finally began to calm.

"Blimey. If that's how intense it is for just one vampire..."

Vlad chuckled lightly, pulling Harry with him as he finally laid down.

"Magic probably made a difference. Plus most people don't drop their mind barriers first time and by the time they've reached that point there's probably some adjustment."

Harry couldn't possibly imagine adjusting to the earth-shattering fire that had just burned him from the inside out. Not that he would mind trying. Vlad stretched leisurely across the bed, clearly less self conscious post-coitus, and the distinct smell of a healing charm filled the air.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No! Just a tad sore, but I wasn't ready to say we're done yet. Dawn's a long time away."

As if knowing Harry wanted to take his time more now their initial urgency had been tended to, Vlad managed to conjure/summon a jar that Harry had a good idea on the contents of. As his boyfriend had said...

Dawn was a while away.

-YDHP-

I am so out of practice at slash I should go write some Chosen One Shots or something. Still, hopefully that wasn't disappointing. For Vlad I'm sure it was as though Christmas had come early.