Hello lovely Readers,
Here's the next installment to A Shadowed Life!
I lost someone dear to me on December 12th. He was someone I cared for greatly so I will be out of it for a while, yet I will try and get this story's chapters out regardless of my emotional turmoil. However, I also lost an Aunt on my mom's side of the family the same day we held the other person's funeral. Christmas was spent alone since only a small group of our family could go to the funeral that was held in New York on December 26th.
I have also uploaded this fanfiction to Archive Of Our Own, mostly to protect my story from permanent loss in case decides my story is not up to par for their liking. I always fear this story will one day vanish. My beta Anjel convinced me to post it there when I went to her Graduation Ceremony from college.
Just to let you all now more sketches have been uploaded to DA and the links have been posted in my profile page. A for warning though some of the sketches for some reason did not turn out well on the scanner so they are way lighter then I would like them to be.
!WARNING LEMON WILL BE IN THIS CHAPTER THIS WILL BE YOUR ONLY WARNING. :D HERE IS THE SCENE YOU'VE ALL BEEN PATIENTLY WAITING FOR. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED SO YOU CANNOT COMPLAIN IF YOU DO I SWEAR….WELL I'LL LEAVE IT TO YOUR IMAGINATION!
I even positioned it at the end of the chapter so you can skip over it. It starts at the {Lemon} marker.
Fortheloveofb: XD I'm glad you like it. I try to keep up with keeping this updated as much as possible, considering this is the first story to have so many follow it before. X.x kinda glad I cleaned out all my old stories and have been able to focus on this one at the same time I redo the others.
Yana5: Yes, tea with Dumbledork is rather ewww-tastic right? XD
Anaelyssa: Yeah, I thought about that after you mentioned it… it does sound better that way too. X.x Anyways, yeah I like to give in site on what others think every now and again, :3 it helps with understanding things a bit that way. X3 as for the anger part you are correct. :3
Feral-kuga: Yeah, he sure is isn't he? O3o Hmmm…. That gives me an idea… I hadn't thought about him funding stuff from Harry's family gold…-thinks about how to add that into this story- Now I'm going to be thinking of how to add something like that in…. Meh I'll get there eventually. XD hahaha yeah Dumbledork does deserve a harsher punishment doesn't he? :3
Chewmika: XD ahahahaha well here is the next chapter :3 hope you like it.
Evenstarlily: :3 yes there sure is x.x Anywho :D hope you like this next chapter, as for his dragon I was thinking of using that form again…. Not sure when, but hopefully soon. :3
SoraMalfoySlythern: XD omg That would be hilarious –laughs at the picture that popped into head-
Enjoy!
Things in the story you might want to know.
"Talking/ spells"
'Thinking/ sound affects/ Memories'
§Music Song/ Magic Song§
-Parseltongue-
.:Spells:.
~Dragon Telepathy~
*Dragon Language*
Chapter Twenty-Six- Sugar Sweet Delight
The Hols were just around the corner and unfortunately for Harry, he had to find a date to the dance that they hold every time there is a tournament. He didn't know who to ask, but surprisingly there were quite a few people he heard were waiting to see if he would ask them. Draco had been a little too smug about it, but the blond had surprisingly asked Daphne Greengrass out rather than her sister. Harry was pleased that he'd chosen her, the young lady was rather bright and just as free spirited as Draco himself was. It was also no surprise that Krum had asked Hermione, he honestly saw that coming long before she ever did.
Harry sighed as he roamed through the castle, this time alone since he really wanted to be on his own right now. It was also good that this weekend had been a Hogsmead weekend. It meant Ron was nowhere to be seen for a while. Harry's glamoured eyes roamed over the gaggles of girls in the court yard when he spotted Fleur. A smirk slid across his face as he made his way over to her and her posse.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Delacour," He said as he slightly bowed to her, a smirk on his features.
Fleur giggled lightly with a smirk of her own, "'Ello Evan, 'ow are you z'is fine afternoon?"
"I am doing splendidly and you?"
"I am doing well, z'ough I 'ave a feeling you wish to 'ave a word wiz me?" The girls around her had at first given him a hard look, but at the flowing conversation between the two of them made it turn to intrigue. Probably because he wasn't tripping over himself like a fool as so many others probably had.
"Yes, well I was wondering if you possibly had a date for the ball," He said casually.
"Ahhh, z'at explains a lot. Z'ough I would just 'ate to leave my oz'er suiters wiz'out a proper reply or chance," Fleur said just as he felt her aura flare a bit.
Harry didn't even bat an eye, "Ah, well if you ever come to a decision I will be waiting with bated breath, M'lady," He bowed slightly, "Though, I do hope to hear from you soon. I would love to have a chance to give you a night filled with fun and intellectual banter." He stressed the word intellectual considering anyone else certainly would not give as much.
Fleur smiled at him widely and giggled, "I will not keep you waiting long I assure you. Z'at much I can assure you."
Harry bowed again, "Until we next meet, M'lady."
Harry turned and went to head for the common room once more. Now that he had asked someone, all he had to do was wait now and he was sure she was going to choose him. It would be a great reprieve from the simpering fools who tried and failed to be civil around her. With him she could relax and not have to worry about much in the least. He could sense he had a bit of comradery between himself and Fleur. He also felt as though he could trust her, for she didn't seem the type to betray people let alone let secrets out. On top of this she technically owed him a lot and he could use that to his advantage. He'd saved her during the second task twice and sure she had attempted to do the same for him with the damned squid, but had failed none the less.
He was going to tell Fleur, mostly because having her as an ally was greatly significant to him. Fleur's father was part of the French Ministry, in France. He was a very influential man and was running to be the next Prime Minister in the French Ministry. Which also meant that Fleur had someone she could easily influence if need be. Harry knew Tom would like for him to pursue this, if not for safety reasons. Harry wanted to be Fleur's friend the added bonus was that he could turn to her for help if he needed it. As a Quarter-Veela she was strong, but in normal combat she was rather lacking, however politically she was strong.
Harry nodded to himself and paused when he felt strong magic approach him. He was instantly on guard as he turned around to see Dumbledore heading straight for him, a genial smile upon his wrinkled visage.
"Ah, Evan my boy, I have been meaning to have a word with you," He said to him.
Harry gave him his best Wary look, "Yes, Professor?"
"May we step somewhere more private?"
Harry shook his head, "No, I would rather be seen out in the open. I do not wish to be alone with any adult and out here it is likely safest."
"You are safe with me dear boy I will not harm you," The elder wizard gave him a sad look which Harry promptly ignored.
"I'm sorry, but no… I hope you understand, but I'm just not… comfortable with being alone with a male adult," Harry continued to be polite and wary.
Dumbledore merely sighed and nodded, "As you wish… now I wish to speak to you about a puzzling turn of events before the second task had even begun. I'm not sure if you are aware or not, but the Dark Lord's name game out of the goblet when we were looking for the special person that all the champions were to seek out in the second task."
Harry became a little tense as he became not only cautious, but truly wary now, "Is… is that a bad thing?"
Dumbledore lifted a hand to try and place it on Harry's shoulder and he took a step back and the older wizard let the hand drop, "It is rather alarming to say the least… If you are in any trouble you can always come to me, my boy. I will do anything in my power to help you."
"That is a great notion Headmaster, but I am in no trouble I can assure you that," He mumbled softly.
"Ah, but if you ever are Hogwarts will always be here to protect you if you so need it," The old wizard said to him with a genial smile.
"Okay," Harry didn't feel like saying any more than that, mostly because Dumbledore was really putting him on edge.
Dumbledore nodded and looked as though he wanted to say more, but didn't. He bid Harry good-bye and turned to leave. Harry watched him go without another word. He knew something was up, the old fool had been keeping a close watch on him and it had grown rather hard for him to slip out of the grounds at night. Things were starting to get complicated and even his instincts were screaming at him that something was way off. Harry shivered and started his walk to the common room to pick up a few things before he headed to the great hall for lunch.
Harry paused once and looked over his shoulder to where Dumbledore had vanished. Harry's mind was slowly and thoroughly going over everything that had happened in the second task. He knew he hadn't used any spell that would give away that he was Briar Rose. He had, however used a few that he could pass off as Orion Black having taught him. If neither of those were what made the man act the way he was then he was wondering if it had been a physical thing that had caught his attention. However, he couldn't at all think of what that could have been, unless… 'No, had it been that?' Harry flipped back in his memories to when the task was finished.
He nearly face palmed when realized he hadn't hid the violent shiver entirely as he thought he had. Sure he had acted fast in placing a warming charm almost unconsciously, but he was sure a powerful wizard such as Dumbledore would have taken notice of it none the less. Harry quickly made his way to the Slytherin common room and quickly walked in after saying the password without pause. Once inside he looked around and found no one in the common room. He would do a flame call, but he wouldn't risk it being intercepted.
How could he be so stupid to let something like this slip past his own notice? He'd been careful to hide his condition when he was Evan Spring. Only The Weasley twins and Draco were the only students that knew about it. He had hoped to keep it that way, however it Dumbledore had taken notice it would only be a matter of time before he found out that Orion Black and Evan Spring were one and the same. The only issue would be the man trying to prove it. He needed to get a hold of Tom and fast in case something came up that he had to be both of them in the same area at the same time. He wasn't going to risk the man blowing his cover and he sure as hell wasn't going to let all his hard work be for nothing.
He would need to keep a close eye on Dumbledore and look for any sign that the old fool was going to do something foolish. Harry paused in thought before spinning and heading to his room at a faster pace than he had been doing beforehand. He swiped up a few things and tucked them into a bag at his side and left the room quickly in search for Severus. Harry needed the man to contact Tom for him. He needed the man to know at that moment what Harry suspected and he needed him to be ready in case something such as Orion Black and Evan Spring needing to be in the same area did happen or not.
Harry walked up to the potions master's door and he waited patiently until the door swung open, "Yes, Evan?"
"I need to talk to you… it's urgent," Harry said glancing down the hall in both directions giving the potions master the hint it needed to be private.
"Come in," Snape closed the door behind him once he was in the room.
Harry turned to face him and waited for the added privacy wards to be put up once they were Snape looked at him expectantly, "I think Dumbledore knows."
Snape's eyes widened, "What does he know and how?"
"I believe I didn't mask my violent reaction to being cold to well. I thought I had gotten to it fast enough without notice, but I think my unconscious reaction to putting up a warming charm may have also drawn some attention to me as well. I believe he suspects that Evan and Orion are one and the same," Harry explained and Snape, even with his usually emotionless mask, looked about ready to face palm just as he had felt like doing.
"What do you plan to do then?"
"To be honest I am not sure, I'm not entirely convinced he has proof on the fact considering the measures I take to keep that factor separate from each other. I want our Lord informed of these developments, in case I will need to have Evan Spring and Orion Black in the same place at the same time… I can't afford for my efforts here to be wasted. He will need to know that I've almost accomplished my task, when you mention it he will understand what I am talking about. I should be able to locate my objective before the beginning of Hols," Harry said turning to look into the fire.
He could feel Snape's eyes on him before the man sighed, "Is it safe to assume from what I heard from Bellatrix to be true?" Harry turned slightly to look at him with a raised brow, "That you are Phoenix."
"If I said no I would be lying now wouldn't I?" Harry chuckled softly.
Snape sighed, "I have heard tales of Phoenix and even witnessed a few of her jobs during raids. It is rather hard for me to picture you as her."
"Picture it or not…It will not change the thirty plus years I spent as her. I was there to raise the black family children…Andromeda, Narcissa, Sirius, Regulus, and Bellatrix… I helped even to raise Lucius and to see Draco born… I watched my father come into the world and had a play in his life as well as his death. I was outside the house that night when they died Severus… I even knew you from the boy you used to be to the potions master you fought to become. I even fought alongside you as well as others," Harry looked back at the flames in the fire place.
"I remember living in the same era as our Dark Lord… was with his reign when he lost himself to the madness. I was there for the war and took full part in it and helped in every little effort I put out to keep his reign alive even after he'd gone from the living plane. All my greatest friends I had watched die or get thrown into Azkaban… and I even lost myself along the way… to the point that even my dragon had gone silent from the repressions I was doing unconsciously. Severus I did everything she did… I tortured, I killed, and I went insane while I was there. Nothing anyone can say can ever change the fact that I really was there," He looked back at the man who outwardly showed nothing, yet Harry could see it all in the man's eyes.
Every emotion the potions master tried to hide was within those dark gloomy depths of his. It was a subtle thing not many would notice, but Harry did. Being an assassin made him able to see the subtle differences that many never did. The man was good at hiding just as Lucius and Tom were, but they could never fool Harry. Not even Dumbledore could do that anymore, he would know something was up even though no one showed it openly to him. The man didn't look convinced and Harry sighed as he whispered the Parseltongue spell that would change him to Briar Rose. He felt his body fill in certain places and shrink in others before hard emerald eyes looked over to Severus who's eyes widened in shock.
"This is me Severus, every persona you have seen and come to know is all me. None of them are separate even though I often refer to them as such, but they are all me. Every emotion, every gesture, every memory of them… is all me," He could tell he'd convinced the man and had also greatly startled him, so he shifted back into his Evan Spring persona, "…Now you know," He sighed and ran his fingers over his long blond hair, "We need to be ready when the Headmaster makes his move… I'm counting on you Severus."
Snape nodded and sighed, "I will let the Dark Lord know of the developments. Hopefully the old fool will not make a move any time soon."
"I can only guess he will attempt something possibly during the final task," Harry said to him.
"It is possible, yes. I will do my best to help as much as I can," Snap said to him.
"Thank you, now I must be on my way… I would not want to keep Ms. Delacour waiting should she have an answer to my request of her joining me at the dance," He gave a slightly smirk and Snape made a small snort sound before waving him off and taking down the privacy wards he'd put up.
Harry chuckled slightly and left wandering down the corridor to the great hall. He was glad he was able to tell Severus. Ever since meeting him in the past he found himself fond of the man. He was just as much a family member as were many others he'd seen grow up. His thoughts wandered off as he walked into the great hall the sound of chatter filled the room as people trickled in slowly for their meal. Harry sat down between Draco and Blaise. Theo, Vincent, and Gregory came in soon after. Theo sat across from Harry as the other two sat to Theo's right before Daphne and Pansy sat to Theo's left. The eight of them got lost in a bit of light conversation and banter about some things before almost everyone at his table went ridged. Pansy and Daphne looked rather shocked at whoever was walking up to where Harry was.
Judging by the reactions Harry knew just who it could be. He turned in his set slightly to look back at the one standing now behind him. He got up out of his seat and lightly bowed to her, with a light smile on his features. Harry's, glamour blue eyes, danced with a bit of mirth in them, as he took in her amused smile. She giggled and the girls with her smiled politely at him, obviously approving of him since he was not a bumbling idiot when it came to Fleur's Veela aura. Harry noted that it was going strong if the surrounding males in the room were anything to go by. Even Draco was being affected by it to the point that the male looked about ready to drool.
"'ello Evan," She greeted him.
"Why, hello there Ms. Fleur Delacour, have you already reached a decision then?" Harry asked her.
She smiled widely, "Yes, I 'ave, z'ough I do believe z'at you are not so surprised. I will accept your invitation to zee dance."
"Excellent, then I will come to collect you a half an hour before the dance is to begin," He smiled politely as he took her hand and placed a gentle kiss on her knuckles, which she giggled at before nodding.
"I shall be patiently awaiting your arrival z'en," He left her hand go and she turned to the girls that were with her, each giggling before they left the room.
Harry smirked as he watched them go and he took a seat once more, "That was interesting to watch."
Harry looked up at the voice that announced their thoughts, "What do you mean Pansy?"
"I have never seen any male talk to that girl without making a complete fool out of themselves," She huffed, "How'd you do it?"
Harry paused in the bite he was about to take of his meal and thought for a moment, "To be honest I thought it was because I'm part dragon."
"I think I hear a big 'but' in there somewhere," Pansy said softly.
Harry smirked, "You do… you see I do not crave for the fairer flesh."
Vincent, Theo, Gregory, and Blaise all snapped their heads in his direction except Draco because he already knew, "What?!" They said in unison.
"Come now… none of you are my type anyways. Besides I have nether hit on you or even hinted that I cared for you in such a way. Most of you are friends and colleagues no more than that and only one here is considered my brother in every sense of the word," He huffed and crossed his arms, "Besides… I like someone who isn't even a student."
"Who do you like then?" Asked Blaise.
Harry looked to Draco and smirked at him and the blond only rolled his eyes, "I would love to spill that information, but I think in due time you'll find out sooner or later."
The group groaned not at all like being left in the dark on such a juicy topic. Harry only laughed and returned to his meal. He half listened to the group guessing amongst themselves who it could be that Harry had an infatuation with. Since it wasn't a student they started to guess who it could be that was older then him. Some of the guesses were quite hilarious to hear and when Vincent mentioned Snape, Draco almost choked on his drink at the suggestion it could be him. The blond quickly told them that was rather impossible considering he himself knew who it was and it definitely wasn't his godfather. At the mention that Draco knew who it was they tried to coax it out of him, which he dutifully declined and left them to guessing who it was some more.
Harry couldn't help, but laugh when Pansy whined to him, which was so un-pureblood like that it was greatly amusing. She pouted and that got the rest of their group going, which caused attention to be drawn to their table. It was unheard of for Slytherins to react in such a manner, but it was happening and people were becoming confused. Though, some people looked unsurprised and seemed to be amused with the turn of events at the Slytherin table. Whatever tensions they had since Harry had revealed himself seemed to have been forgotten now or dissolved to none existence. Harry was rather happy and pleased with the turn of events and hoped it stayed that way for some time to come.
{A Shadowed Life}
Harry sighed as Draco adjusted his formal robes before moving onto Harry's hair. The dance was in a few more hours so he had some time before he had to go pick Fleur up. Draco had fussed about Harry's attire and so the male had given in and allowed the blond to have his way. Though, he complained that he could work things out better if Harry had just gone as himself and not as Evan Spring, but they both knew that he could not do that.
"It is a shame though… I like your natural eye color best. Even the Black family eyes are just as good, but your natural eye color is better…at least I could work your wardrobe around that. The eye color you have is rather hard to work with, without just putting you in a white or blue color. This pale blue color is harder to work with," Draco sighed.
Harry chuckled, "Your just like you mom you know that?"
Draco chuckled, "Yeah I know. At east it helps you seem to have no fashionable tastes in the least when it comes to any form of attire."
Harry sighed, "That's harsh to hear coming from you…who's the older one here?"
"…Point taken, but still even after living so long your tastes haven't changed drastically, but they are better now than they were when you hadn't gone to the past and back," Draco chuckled.
Harry rolled his eyes as his hair was fashioned with two braids going from the sides of his head and fastening in the back to keep it out of his face. Harry waited patiently as Draco fussed over certain things about Harry's attire. The robes he wore were a mix between silver, white, and a pale blue color. The lining was silver while the main part started off as a pale blue and as it went lower on the robes it showed clusters of white snowflakes with silver flecks in them. The shirt he wore underneath the robes was a white color, with a pale blue vest over the white cloth. His pants were also a pale blue color and his boots were white. Harry was starting to see why it was difficult to style an outfit that fit Harry's look.
"You know…" Draco took a step back and looked him over, "Even though it's not the best you still look like you could be an elf. I mean, look at yourself," Draco waved his hand towards the mirror so Harry could look at himself.
Harry did just that and sighed with a groan, "Your right I do look like a bloody elf…but without the pointed ears."
Draco laughed, "Well… If you were your hybrid form then you would have the pointed ears."
"Don't remind me…Ron mistook me for an elf the day he cornered me in the alley way," He sighed.
"I was wondering about that… you think they would have recognized you back then."
"Not really, besides you've seen that form. Even you couldn't place me as being Harry Potter without the help of my eye color. Though, the eye color is a rather dead giveaway isn't it?"
Draco nodded, "Yeah, it is."
Harry sighed and cast a .:tempus:., he noted he still had about a half an hour left before he had to pick up Fleur. This only meant now he would have to wait around for a while before then. He looked to Draco who was now starting to fuss over his own attire and thought he may as well watch the boy make a frantic mess of his self to be ready to go to the dance with Daphne. He couldn't help, but feel amusement rise in his self when Draco started to get frustrated with his own hair, having picked today to be stubborn and not wanting to co-operate in the least.
When it was finally time for Harry to pick Fleur up he left silently without telling Draco. Like a shadow Harry made it past many people without being noticed. Sometimes he was glad that his skills as Briar Rose came in handy when no one was paying too much attention to their own surroundings. Sighing he waited where he told Fleur he would be getting her from. When she showed up he smiled at her widely. She was wearing a light blue dress with sight specks that twinkled like stars in the light. Her own blond hair was styled in a bun like fashion. Braids encircled the bun and strands in from of her ears were curled in light curls that seemed to give her a Victorian look. A blue choker with a snowflake pendant hanging from it was around her neck. Hanging from her ears, were glittering star like earrings that seemed to shimmer in the light at certain angles.
Harry bowed at the waist and held out his hand as he looked up at her through his eyelashes. A wide smile adorned his features as he watched her place her hand in his as she giggled. This only seemed to make him smile even more as he straightened up while also placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles. Turning he guided her to the Great Hall, only this time people noticed him. Sure mostly it was because of Fleur's aura which she had turned down this evening, mostly so other girls, could have their special night that night. The other reason people looked at them was because of the way they looked. Like they were fairytale being jumping right out of a muggle picture book.
"I hope you will enjoy yourself this fine evening Mrs. Fleur," Harry said to her.
"I believe z'at I will," She giggled softly, "It is not very often I am graced with zee ability to dance with a coherent male."
"I am glad I can be of some assistance to you then," He smiled at her.
As they walked into the great hall many people turned to stare at them. Harry was sure that hey fit the part of a prince and princess popping out of a winter wonderland fairytale. The Great Hall was made up of glittering snow and ice like landscaping. Trees were placed here and there with white snow upon their branches. It was a good idea to place the Yule Ball just before the Hols, because it gave it a very ethereal feel to it.
"It is very beautiful… 'ogwarts 'as out done z'emselves, z'is is very wonderful to behold," Fleur said softly.
"It is quite beautiful, as are you dear Fleur," Harry complimented her.
"Why z'ank you Evan, your are quite dashing yourself," She smiled at him.
Harry laughed, "You can thank Draco for that… he would have you know that I am unfashionable and really have no taste in style."
Fleur laughed making Harry's grin a bit impish, "Ah, but style is in zee eye of the beholder, no?"
Harry gave a chuckle, "I guess."
Fleur only shook her head at him, "You are a strange one Evan, but I'm glad to 'ave been able to meet you."
"As it is a pleasure to have been able to meet you Ms. Fleur," Harry smiled.
At that moment the music began to play and the champions with their dates made their way to the dance floor. Harry lead Fleur to the middle of the dance floor and took one of her hands in his and his other went to gently lay upon her waist. Without any hesitation Harry started to elegantly twirl her around the dance floor. The two of them moved gracefully enough that everyone who had joined them on the dance floor, after they had started the dance off, gave them a wide berth. They drew quite a lot of attention to themselves and Fleur seemed to glow with excitement. It was obvious she was greatly enjoying herself.
She laughed out loud as he dipped her back to a certain part in the music, "Evan, you are just full of surprises. Your dancing is quite wonderfully."
"Thank you, I learned from a rather good teacher," he smiled, "but even he thought I was a natural at it," he chuckled.
Fleur laughed, "I do not doubt z'at you are."
They started to glide across the dance floor until Fleur was tired and in need of a drink. He gently helped her over to a table where Hermione, Krum, Draco, and Daphne sat. He motioned her to sit and she did so, while Krum decided to go with Harry to get the girls some drinks. The other male quirked a brow at Harry who was grinning widely, Harry shook his head but otherwise said nothing. They checked the punch making sure nothing had happened with it. Mostly because there were two very mischievous red heads roaming around waiting to cause chaos at any moment.
When they found nothing wrong with the drinks yet they walked back. Harry gave one to Fleur and then he gave one to Draco's date Daphne. The group talked rather animatedly about things they had read in Witch Weekly and the Daily Prophet. Harry about smiled when the section on Rita Skeeter was brought up. Fleur and Krum seemed interested, but some of the comments both made pointed to that they thought she had it coming to her. The woman was a right nasty piece of work when it came to her journalism. After a while they all got up to dance to the new music played by the band called, 'Weird Sisters'.
Fleur started to dance in a way that to most would be considered sensual and Harry joined her. They drew quite a lot of attention dancing in both the formal and informal dance styles. Hermione and Ginny who had been watching seemed to grow wide eyed at their dancing. It was obvious that Harry didn't care how he looked when he danced. Even McGonagall had her attention drawn to the pair as the danced to the load rock like music. Harry was full of excitement as was Fleur… both enjoying each other's company as jokes were thrown back at one another. When they tired Harry led Fleur off the dance floor in which she lead him from the room and out into the cool air of the winter night. She laughed giddily before turning to him with a wide smile on her features.
"I 'ave 'ad so much fun z'is night Evan," She said as she spun on her toes making her dress fan out before settling again.
"I am glad you had fun Ms. Fleur," Harry chuckled; it was now or never, "Fleur I have somez'ing I would like to tell you, but I tell you this in good faith."
Fleur paused a smile still upon her features, "Oh? Is it because you did not tell me z'at you are in fact not attracted to zee fairer skinned ones?"
Harry laughed, "Not really, but I figured you knew already since you accepted my invitation."
"Z'at is true, only z'ose not of age yet or clearly not into zee fairer skin of z'eir kind cannot be affected by zee Veela aura," She giggled, "I am glad I accepted your invitation, zee night 'as been simply brilliant. If z'at is not what you wish to tell me z'en I must inquire as to what you would 'ave me know."
Harry guided her over to a bench were they sat down after he cast a warming charm on the bench first, "Well you see I am not all I appear to be."
"I can certainly tell z'at much on my own Evan," She giggled and he answered in kind with his own chuckle.
"I do not doubt that, but this is something very few here are privy too. You see you know me as Evan Spring, but I have more than that tittle," He looked her in the eyes and sighed when she showed encouragement instead of wariness. "I am known to the wizarding world as the Golden-boy, The-Boy-Who-Lived, The Savior of the wizarding world… My true name is Harry Potter… though I have long discarded the name for another that many know me by known as Orion Black. Long ago in the past dark war I was known as Phoenix… or to some as Briar Rose."
To say Fleur was stunned was an understatement. Her eyes were wide as saucers as she stared at him searching to see if he was actually being truthful. He stayed relaxed for the most part, but showed he was cautious and ready to act if she took the news badly. She blinked a few times and let out a breath, finding nothing that told her that he was lying. She closed her eyes and gathered her thoughts for a long moment, until she felt one of his hands on hers. She looked back up at him and sighed before giving him a gentle smile.
"Z'is is a very big secret 'arry, I am glad z'at you trust me enough to tell me z'is," she placed her free hand on top of the warm one that was on her own.
"I figured it would be best to tell you. You, Krum, and Cedric have been wonderful people to be around and I trust you with my life as I am sure you all trust me with your own," He watched her nod before he continued, "This collar I wear isn't for show or a fashion statement… it is my contract for staying with the Dark Lord. It will also help keep my secrets safe, which means what I tell you today will not be able to be told by anyone else without the go ahead to do so."
Fleur looked to the collar she often saw him wearing and sighed, "'arry can I inquire why you 'ave joined zee Dark Lord?"
"He saved me Fleur… well more like the Malfoy's did, but in a way he did too. He knows what I have been through, every detail… Dumbledore had just ignored it and said it was for the 'greater good'. I also understand him more now than I ever did and on top of that I found Dumbledore isn't at all trying to help people rather he is pushing his own propaganda on everyone with his own self-righteous dogma. He lied about a prophecy that painted a target on my family and got them killed. He has been lying to me since the day I was born and only the Dark Lord has ever truly believed anything that I have ever said, because I do not wish to lie to the man under any circumstances… well… unless you count my accidental trip to the past, but that is beside the point."
Fleur looks sadly at him, "'arry, z'ank you for telling me all of z'is. I promise it will stay silent about all of z'is. Your trust is not misplaced and I hope to prove z'at to you… if you ever need a helping 'and I will always come to 'elp you out."
"Thank you Fleur, it means a lot to me that I can have some friends I can trust," He sighed.
"'ave you told your friends?"
"If you mean Hermione and Ron…Hermione yes… Ron no and I will never tell him," he sighed.
"Why is z'at?"
"Ron is strict light and comes from a home that is the same way… I haven't even told Ginny and I know for a fact she would never accept it. Especially with me liking men and all," he sighed again and leaned forward to wear his elbows were on his knees, "I have told Draco, Daphne, Hermione, Pansy, Blaise, Vincent, Theo, Gregory, Fred, and George… outside that other people who know is the Dark Lord, Draco's parents, Snape, and the Dark Lord's entire inner circle with a few from other tears that I actually work with when I am as Orion in the ministry. The good thing is none of them can ever speak of who I am to anyone because of this collar," He ran his fingers over the obsidian metal band around his neck, "But I trust them all none the less."
"Do you plan to tell Krum and Cedric?"
"Yes, but it probably won't happen today… I wanted to make sure I at least told you tonight if I could and I'm glad I did… I just hope they take it well as well."
"I am sure z'at z'ey will 'arry," She said soothingly.
"I wish I could show you what I truly look like now, but this is not the place to do so… maybe one day you could visit me at Black Manor," Harry said referring to the home he'd bought for appearance sake as Orion Black.
"I would love to 'arry," She smiled at him.
Harry chuckled, "I will be sure to send an invitation one of these days then. Though, I must tell you what I look like may surprise you."
"Oh 'ow so?"
"I am part creature… one long forgotten and not know by witches and wizards of this era," He said to her.
Her eyes lit up at the notion of knowing another creature other than herself, "Can I inquire as to what it is z'en?"
Harry nodded, "I am part dragon."
She tilted her head slightly, "Dragon, but… I 'ave never 'eard of… z'en again you said it was not known, z'en it can only mean it is either new or rather old blood yes?"
"Very old… from what the Dark Lord says about it, it is. The books he has date back to the elven era, but they hint that it was a rather old pact between wizards and dragons and Merlin was recorded to having dragon blood as well as Morgan La Fey," He told her.
She hummed, "Z'at is raz'er interesting. I will definitely 'ave to visit you some time, just to be able to see z'is inheritance of yours."
Harry smirked, "I promise I will invite you over someday."
Fleur laughed a bit and she talked with Harry about things about himself. Harry was willing to give her as much information as he was comfortable with telling her. He told her that since she now knew who he was she could talk with either Hermione or Draco about him. Since the two of them knew more about Harry then he allowed anyone else to know. He just didn't want to discuss the much darker things right now, because it was a day for celebration and joy. Once they were done talking for the time being Harry lead her back to the dance floor, reminding her to not call him Harry, but Evan instead.
They danced to a few more songs before joining a tired Hermione and a just as exhausted, Viktor Krum. Glancing about the room he could tell Draco and Daphne had turned in for the night, since they were nowhere to be seen. Hermione got up to go get something to drink, mostly because she didn't want to make Krum go get them since he looked tired as it was. Harry watched her silently as Fleur chatted with Pansy for a bit, the girl having snuck over to have a chat since Blaise looked ready to pass out. Harry chuckled at the look on Blaise's face; the boy really wanted to just turn in for the night. The next day everyone would be going home to see their family for the Holidays.
It was during his musings of going back home that Harry heard a commotion. Ron had cornered Hermione on her way back and they looked as though they were arguing. Harry's eyes narrowed and a frown fell upon his lips. Fleur looked over at him before looking to see what had his attention and she frowned too. Harry was about to get up when Fleur smirked and gently touched his arm and shook her head before looking back at Hermione. He glanced at her with a raised brow before looking back, only to witness her dumping a large cup of punch on Ron's head. He blinked at her owlishly with his mouth open in shock on what she'd just done.
"You Ronald Bilius Weasley, are an arrogant ponce who likes to gab about irrelevant things and make up outrageous accusations. Your jealous green monster has put me off for the last time, in case you haven't noticed we are no longer friends and haven't been for quite some time. If you had just gotten over yourself indulged wild ideas then you might have noticed that you're the only one causing issues around here. Now if you'll excuse me I have to get back to my date, for he is far more important than your meaningless drivel," She hissed and stormed away from Ron who was pale and looking rather dejected and Harry couldn't care less, since he knew the male deserved that scolding a long time ago.
Harry smirked and looked to Fleur who was trying to hard not to laugh, just like everyone else who'd just witnessed what had happened. Harry looked to Krum and noticed the male was quite amused and had a raised brow at Hermione who only shook her head and sat down to talk with Fleur after handing Krum his drink, having refilled another cup for herself, after dumping it on Ron. When the room started to empty Harry walked Fleur all the way back to the wing that she was staying at.
"Once again Evan, it 'as been a lovely day, I thank you for giving me the opportunity to get to know you as well as sharing this day together," She smiled widely.
"I am glad to have been able to make your day a great one," Harry said placing a kiss on her knuckles and she laughed, "I will hope to be able to talk to you once again after the Hols, are over."
She nodded slightly with a fond smile on her lips, "I look forward to more encounters with you as well, Good-night Evan."
"Good-night Fleur," He said to her and waited for her to vanish from view before he left to head for the Slytherin Common room.
Harry thought over the day and was surprised that he, for the past few days, had been having a relaxing time. Ron hadn't bugged him for a while and even though Dumbledore was snooping about he found himself feeling quite good none the less. The day would be what most would call a sugar sweet day, because of how delightful it was for not just him, but for everyone else who had a great time today. Little did Harry know was that tomorrow it would be even better.
{A Shadowed Life}
Harry sat on the train back to Kings Cross Station with a cart room full of those he trusted the most. Draco, Blaise, Vincent who was as far away from Hermione as possible, Gregory who was equally as far away from the girl with Vincent, Theo, Pansy, Daphne, Luna, Fred, George, and Neville who still had no clue that Evan was Harry. All of them were happily chatting away as they talked about going home. Harry told Hermione that she should ask her parents if they could go get their genealogy checked out through the goblins, to see which side of her family had a history of magic in their line.
She took to the idea rather quickly and Vincent, as well as Gregory, frowned obviously thinking this whole thing about squibs and such was a bunch of poppy cock. Harry knew he would have to have a talk with Tom and see if there was something they could do about spreading the word of his research to his followers, so that Vincent's and Gregory's parents would force them to delve into the idea of all of this. It was obvious that nothing Harry would say could sway them. Mostly because they still saw him as Harry and nothing more. It was rather annoying, but he guessed it was to be expected considering they had, had no reason to like Harry before he was on their side. That probably wasn't going to change any time soon, unless something happened to cause them to change their minds.
Harry only minorly wondered what it would take to sway them to understanding there was no reason to keep up this charade of animosity. Sighing Harry felt the train come to a stop and everyone got out of the enlarged compartment and made their way off the train and to their families. Narcissa met Draco and Harry on the platform, Lucius not with them probably because he'd been called out for work. She took both of them by the hand and they apperated out of the area and to their home. Harry quickly dropped the glamours he wore, sighing with relief as he did so.
"Much better," Draco chuckled at his words.
"I would have thought you liked being Evan with the way you danced with Fleur last night," The blond chuckled.
"That's because she now knows," He smirked.
Draco's eyes went wide, "You sure that was a wise idea?"
"Yes, actually it was. Being a creature herself she knows how important secrets are when they are told to her. She is also extremely influential when it comes to her father who is a part of the French Ministry. I here he is running to be the next French Prime Minister. She has promised that if I should ever need help in the future she would do her best to help me," He smirked at Draco's wide eyed stare.
"How you get people to be on your side I will never know," Draco shook his head.
"Not everyone is on my side. Avery seems to be tolerant of me, but is still often at the end of my wand for something he's done to piss me off," Harry sighed, "And if you haven't noticed Vincent and Gregory still harbor animosity towards me and thus hindering their mentality towards muggleborns. I am, however, unsure of Lestrange Sr. considering when I was as Briar Rose the man also was under my wand for challenging me in the past. Bellatrix seems to have calmed down a bit, but it is rather funny that she follows me around like a duckling."
Draco snorted, "I think mother hen is more the word… ever since she found out you were Briar Rose… or Mighty Phoenix as she calls you, she has been constantly inquiring how you are doing."
Narcissa spoke up then, "That is to be expected, Bella always loved Phoenix and when she'd been at Grimmauld Place Bella always followed her around wanting to learn everything that Phoenix could teach her. In battle they had been a fierce duo when they fought side by side. She had also been at the battle when Phoenix snapped." She looked at him as she said this, "Bella has probably returned to the mentality she had for back then, though with adjustments to her personality mind you."
Harry nodded and it was at that moment, as though Bellatrix had known they'd been talking about her, she came around the corner and smiled widely before coming over to Harry and squeezing him close. He made an 'mph' sound as she forced his face into her breasts as she held him close. Draco started to laugh as Bellatrix started to coo at Harry. Narcissa had been right even when Bellatrix had been a child she had latched onto him every time he'd come home when he'd been Briar Rose.
"Itty Bitty Orion, you're back finally. It's been so boring without you around," She pouted.
Harry chuckled and simply just turned his head up to get his face out of her breasts, knowing full well she wouldn't be letting go just yet, "it hasn't been that boring has it? I know you've been having fun tormenting that fat rat we call Peter."
Bellatrix laughed out loud and stepped away from Harry, finally letting him have his space as she twirled a bit, "Oh, you know me too well Orion… oh I know," she bounced back over to him, "Maybe we can torment him together this time yes?"
Harry laughed, "I would love to do so sometime, but right now I must see our Lord."
Bellatrix's face lit up even more, "Oh? Is Orion going on a mission? I want to play too-ooo," She whined a bit at the end.
Harry laughed, "No, I just need to fill him in on something is all I will see you all when I get back okay?"
She pouted, but nodded anyways before she spotted Draco and decided it was time to chat with him. Harry bid Narcissa farewell and he knew not when he would be returning and that he might spend some alone time at the house he bought. She nodded in understanding and gave him a warm hug before Harry apperated to the Dark Lord's Manor. Once there Harry shivered at the feel of thick Dark magic that suddenly felt as though it was right there on top of him. The only thing was that Tom actually was right there in the entry way, having been on his way upstairs when Harry had showed up.
Emerald eyes stared up into blood red rubies, both silent until Tom spoke up, "Welcome back, Harry."
Harry shivered slightly and let out the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, "It's great to be back."
Tom chuckled and motioned for him to follow. Silently they climbed the stairs together, though now that Harry knew about the bond they had he was hyper aware of the older male. Harry's body relaxed at the thrumming feeling of the Dark Lord's magic as it rolled off of him. It had been way to long since he'd felt that magic and when the man was Zane Thallorian his powers were usually under great suppression as to not draw attention to his self. Another shiver rolled down his spine and he wasn't sure why, but his thoughts turned to the discussion he'd had with his dragon those many nights ago. He glanced up at Tom who pushed open the door to his study before walking in and sitting down at his desk. Harry wandered over to a window and stared out at the land below.
It was silent for a while as Tom sorted through some papers on his desk and jotted down a few things before setting them off to the side and giving Harry his full attention. Harry could feel the man's eyes on him and he turned to lean against the window sill, allowing his eyes to stare at the floor for a bit gathering his thoughts together before he said anything. He looked up and over at Tom who was waiting patiently for him to speak.
Harry started off with how the school year started out and his constant run in's with Ron Weasly up until shortly before the Yule Ball. He told him about his discussion with Fleur and how he revealed himself to a group of people he had considered his friends. Tom took it all well, though he cautioned Harry that who he chose to tell would cause him great risk, even with the collar to bind them to it they could eventually find a way around the contract to get it out that they knew who he was. Harry nodded and told him that he was doing his best to be cautious about who he did or did not tell. Tom, however felt happy that Harry had gotten the trust of the young Veela girl and knew Tom loved the opportunity Harry had to getting close to the French Ministry representatives. After a long discussion he thought it best to bring up his discussion he'd had with his dragon several nights ago.
"Tom… have you ever wondered what the prophecy is implying?" Harry asked him as he looked at the floor again.
"Yes, quite often since you told me about it when you got back," Tom admitted.
Harry felt a niggling curiosity that was not his own. Harry blinked and turned to look out the window, his mind wandering to find out where this sensation was coming from. It only seemed to grow and an underlying concern was there as well after Harry had turned away from the Dark Lord. Harry heard Tom rise from his chair and walk over to him, a gentle touch of fingers on his chin, forced him to look up and over at him.
"What is it Harry?"
"I… I spoke with my dragon during the time I had to be by myself while the Triwizard tournament was going on. To be honest when I was in the past I had lost touch with my dragon side. I no longer heard or felt its presence and it worried me, yet I did not attempt to approach the place in my mind I knew he would be at. I didn't go searching for him until around the time the first task was to take place… we spoke about the prophecy… and he told me about… about a bond," Harry stared into the other man's eyes.
Tom smirked as he fingers started to glide over Harry's cheek gently, "He spoke of our dragon bond. The one we foraged by our blood," He said to Harry.
Harry slowly nodded, "But I feel like that is not all, that bond was… Tom… you remember the day I asked about the Horcruxs?"
Tom nodded to him, "Yes, I recall that day."
"I have been thinking about that night… the one that you killed my parents because of a fake prophecy Dumbledore had forced upon you and me," He said softly, "Tom you had the intention of creating one that night didn't you?"
Tom sighed, "Yes, I had… mostly because I wanted seven of them since it was a lucky number of mine."
Harry nodded to himself, "What if you had succeeded that night, but not in the way you had planned."
Tom just looked at him not understanding what he was getting at, "What do you mean?"
"What if… just maybe you had created a Horcrux without meaning too… that your soul piece had latched onto the nearest living thing at that point in time," Harry spoke softly.
Tom's eyes went wide and his eyes shot up to the scar that was hidden behind bangs on Harry's forehead, his hand coming up to stroke it, "You mean…" Tom trailed off slowly.
"Yes, Tom… You made me into one of your Horcruxs by accident," Tom looked back into his eyes, his own wide in surprise.
"Why didn't you tell me before?"
"I wasn't one hundred percent sure… not until after my parents died… I felt it happen because I'm not only hyper aware of your magic, but also because I am connected to them… well I was in that timeline anyways…"
"What do you mean?"
"Remember you said you had felt all your soul pieces return to you except one and you did not know which it was?" Tom nodded, "I believe that, that soul piece is still were it has been since that night."
Tom simply stared at him in complete shock, Harry could feel many emotions that were not his own and Harry was shocked to realize that they all belonged to Tom. He leaned into the hand that had drifted to his cheek and closed his eyes. He prodded his mind and followed the string of feelings, he slipped into his mind scape silently, his dragon was no longer confined to the plane Harry had, had him at. He was flying around his maze like mind scape protecting Harry in all its glory. He waved to him and the dragon came over.
~What can I do for you Ux Bahamuti?~
"Can you lead me to the place my bond with Tom is located?"
The dragon gave a tooth grin and nodded before allowing Harry onto his back. They took off faster than Harry expected and he flattened himself against the dragon's body. When they came to a stop Harry slid from his back and looked at the thick black door he was now standing before. He blinked and shivered when he felt that dark power he so loved. He closed his eyes and made a soft mewl sound at the power coming from it.
~I see you have figured out what the Guawysverni Tonopar was Ux Bahamuti.~
"Yes, it was the part of him that he gave to me un-knowingly… that cold Halloween night, "Harry murmured.
He placed his hands on the door and leaned against it. Harry's forehead touched the door as he gave a surprised sound that the door was rather warm. He could now feel Tom's emotions as though they were his own now. He was worried, surprised, and… excited? Without thinking what he was doing through, he opened the door that seemed to connect them together. As soon as he did Harry found himself no longer in his mind scape, his eyes opened wide now with a loud gasp as the Dark Lord's power poured over the connection Harry had just opened. He looked up at Tom his face flush at the intensity of the man's magic and emotions as they washed over the link. Harry whimpered and took note that even Tom was being affected.
Since, Harry wasn't coherent enough to slip back into his mindscape Tom did so and lessened the affects the connection Harry had busted wide open. Though it was lessened to it wasn't completely cut off as it had been before. They could sense each other without overwhelming their own minds with another's. Harry stared up into Tom's eyes as they slowly opened up. That connection was one created by Tom's own soul piece, the very same one that bound them together and could not be removed.
Harry was shivering still from the intense feeling he'd just been privy too. Since his magic sensitivity was so high it had felt as though Harry had just gone through an adrenaline rush and all he could do was stand there being held up by the Dark Lord since his legs seemed to have given out on him. A gentle hand stroked Harry's face and he leaned into the touch as he came down from the magic high he'd been on moments ago. His emerald orbs locked with Tom's blood red ones and Harry felt his cheeks grow hot at the emotions he felt from Tom. Tom desired him and Harry found that he wanted Tom to act on that desire.
Tom was the only one he trusted so much that he would willingly give himself to him in such a way. He loved Tom, and his discussion with his dragon so long ago as well as the evidence he'd had afterwards from the goblet let him know that he loved him. Harry watched as surprise flitted across the link they shared and Harry blushed, an even deeper red when he realized that Tom had just read what Harry's emotions were pushing forth through their connection. Those blood red orbs narrowed and a very possessive sound slipped from between Tom's lips.
{Lemon Area}
Lips descended upon his, own and Harry clutched to the robes beneath his fingers. Tom's lips were firm against his own and Harry could only whimper softly as he deepened the kiss. The feelings pouring, over the connection was making Harry a whimpering mess. His body felt hot and he wanted… no needed to get out of the robes he had on and feel the cool air upon his heated flesh. Lips parted and Tom wasted no time slipping his warm slick appendage into Harry's warm cavernous mouth. Harry shivered and pressed himself more firmly against Tom, the lust he felt from Tom seeming to only cause Harry to become hotter then he already was. His dragon was making a keening whine sound in the back of his mind and Harry found himself agreeing with the noises. He wanted Tom… and he wanted him badly.
Harry pulled away from the kiss and whimpered, "T-Tom please."
Another possessive growl pulled from Tom's lips and he found the man attach himself to Harry's neck. Tom's firm grasp on his hips made him whimper softly, until the older male ground his hips up against Harry's in a slow sensual roll. Harry gasped and, his knees that had just found a bit of strength, once again gave out on him. Tom pressed him up against the window sill. One of Tom's hands slid up Harry's side causing the younger male to shiver slightly, pulling another aroused whimper from him. Harry's breaths came out in heavy pants as that hand slide up and pulled his robs and shirt away from his should. Tom kissed the skin exposed there before suddenly biting down and piercing the skin there
Harry gasped as his fingers grasped at Tom's robes. A whimpering moan lifted from his lips feeling the venom that Tom had talked about once, start to course through his veins. To Harry the venom would be more of an aphrodisiac to him, and to others it would kill them slowly. Harry had no venom only Tom had it because of the basilisk ashes he'd used in the ritual when he'd been resurrected. Shivering Harry felt his body heat rise even more, seemingly triggering something in him that made his mind focus only on the need for his mate.
Tom shivered over Harry sensing what the younger male was feeling over their connection and he ground his hips against the younger males. Harry tilted his head back more as those sinful lips pulled away to place light licks and kisses to the wound they had made. Emerald eyes were clouded over as blood red one's looked down at the younger dragon. Harry mewled softly as he felt the other male divesting him of his robes, his undershirt soon following said robes leaving his chest exposed to the warmth of the room.
Tom nuzzled his neck licking the bite wound before speaking, "Are you sure about this Harry? I shall not stop if we proceed any further."
The muscles to Harry's stomach jumped under Tom's light touch as his fingers skimmed over his abdomen, and he nodded feverishly, "Yes…Yes I'm s-sure… please Tom, I need you."
Tom moaned at the desperate plea in the younger male's voice. Harry shivered as magic washed over his to a spell he didn't hear. The silent mewl from Harry that followed only causing Tom to growl possessively again. Tom's own dragon like personality, responding to his submissive partner as Harry tilted his head back showing a sign of pure total submission. Tom grabbed ahold of Harry's hips firmly and hoisted him up to where his legs automatically locked around Tom's waist. The delicious friction it caused made Harry's eye see stars, his arms wrapping around Tom's neck as he pulled himself flush against the other male. His body arching beautifully as he shivered when Tom rocked his hips into his.
Harry didn't take not of the fact Tom was moving them from the window until he felt himself being roughly pressed against Tom's desk top. The Dark Lord leaned back and looked down at Harry who was now lying on his desk, flushed and practically begging to be ravished by him. Harry's body was shaking with need, though the thought crossed his mind that he could also be trembling with residual effects of having been raped in his past. Though, over the link Tom felt nothing but pure unadulterated lust and a need and desire to be closer to the man before him. Harry let his hands fall to where they were hanging over his head off the other side of the desk, languidly stretching his body out. Harry looked up into lust filled orbs as the older male took in what Harry looked like before him. He shivered under the intensity of the man's stare and the waves of emotions coming from Tom through their connection.
Pride, lust, happiness… and love, and that startled Harry. Tom loved him just as much as he loved Tom. His heart constricted and he felt a, happiness build in him that he had never felt before in his entire life. Silently tears slid down his face and Tom simply leaned forward, licking and kissing Harry's tears away. Tom settled his comfortable weight on top of Harry who immediately buried his face into the older male's neck. Tom's hands never stilled as the ghosted over Harry's skin, leaving burning trails in their wake, that made Harry mewl softly. Harry kissed Tom's neck and he smiled when Tom responded with a dragon like purr.
It was at that moment Harry decided Tom was wear way to much cloths and baring none enough skin. He whined softly in the back of his throat while tugging at Tom's robes wanting the man out of them so he could feel that delicious skin on skin contact. Harry's insistent tugging only seemed to amuse the older male, if his chuckle was anything to go by. Harry shivered as lips kissed his neck and trailed down to his collar bone. A wet warm tongue gliding over warm skin as it sought out to give the other male pleasure. Harry mewled and whimpered softly, his eyes shut as the other male trailed his lips and tongue to his chest.
While Tom distracted him with his tongue lavishing over pert nipples, he shrugged out of his robes, allowing the garments to slip from his person to the floor. He slipped from the dress shirt he had been wearing as he suckled on the younger male's skin. Watching with lust filled eyes as Harry arched up under him to get more contact, as fingers gripped at his hips roughly to keep them against the desk as he lavished fevered skin with attention. Harry squirmed a bit under those lips that left wet trails across his chest and he practically jumped out of his own skin when a warm hand pressed firmly against the bulge in his pants.
"Ah…T-Tom," Harry whimpered as his back bowed at the pressure against him.
Tom chuckled, "Yes, Harry?"
"Please," he whimpered to the older male.
"Please what? I won't know if you don't tell me my little dragon," He looked up at the younger male from where he was, his had rubbing firmly between Harry's legs.
Harry jolted every now and again at the man's touch, "Please, t-touch me."
"Oh but I am Harry," He smirked as he licked at a pert nub.
"Damn it T-Tom…y-you… know what I m-meant," He whimpered.
"What? You mean this?" His hand expertly undid Harry's pants without him knowing he had and plunged his long finger past his waist band to his warm length.
Harry let his head fall back with a 'thump' against the wooden surface of the desk. His eyes wide open in shock as his pupils dilated to the size of saucers. Tom revealed in the sounds coming out of Harry as his other hand shoved Harry's pants and boxers down around his waist to his knees. Tom smirked against Harry's skin before slow descending down moist sweat stricken skin. He traced over scars that littered Harry's skin before he continued downwards. His tongue stopping to dip into his belly button, which in turn caused Harry to arch up into his face and there for causing another pleased growl to leave Tom as well as a chuckle.
"My, my Harry… so responsive," Tom teased and Harry couldn't find the means to get his mouth to reply to him.
Instead Harry could only just sit there as Tom returned to trailing licks and kisses down his body. Tom paused before he placed a light kiss on the head of his length. The reaction was instantaneous and Harry gasped out with a moan before Tom felt a hand bury itself into his hard locks. Tom chuckled and glanced up the length of Harry's body to the young male's bright Avada Kedavra green eyes. They seemed to glow as they looked down at where Tom was, a whimper coming from plump kiss bruised lips. His tongue tracing from the base to tip and relishing in the reactions he got from the mewling mess before him.
Before Harry knew it Tom's warm moist cavern was engulfing him. His hips jerked and firm hands grasped his hips to keep him from bucking into the older Male's face. Harry's head fell back once again, this time his eyes closed and head turned to the side. One of his hands were still firmly abusing the dark locks he'd grasped ahold of, while the other was off to the side and grasping the edge of the desk. Streams of whimpers, moans, gasps, and whines of pleasure left his lips one after another as the Dark Lord went down on him. His body jolted and shivered when that sinful tongue made patterns against his aching and leaking flesh.
His whole body had broken out in a thin coat of sweat, his flesh heated and red as his flush spread throughout his body. He could no longer give a coherent thought as he was being consumed by the male he had found he loved. The coil that had been building in the base of his gut seemed to grow in intensity. Harry tugged at Tom's hair to try and warn him he was close, unable to get the words to come out of his mouth as his body spasms' continuously. Tom only smirked around the length in his mouth swallowing before sucking hard to cause Harry to spill over the edge. Tom didn't have to wait long as the warm feeling of the young male's essence filled his throat, causing him to swallow.
Tom took all he had before pulling away and kissing his way up the length of Harry's body once more. Harry's hand slipped from the dark locks it had been abusing, his eyes half lidded, stared sightlessly at him for a long moment as his chest heaved in an effort to gain back much needed air. Tom chuckled at the sight the met his eyes. Harry's body shivering and trembling in the wake of his blissful release as sweat coated his body making him look rather sexy, with his now mussed long hair. The braid, having come out of its bindings, lay haphazardly across the desk in a mix of braid and loose strands. His bangs clung to his forehead revealing the lightning bolt scare on his forehead, making it more noticeable now that it was no longer hidden.
Tom leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead as his hands wandered across the lightly muscled plane of his stomach. Harry mewled softly as he slowly came down from his blissful high. Harry's eyes continued to hold that same intense shimmer, to them that they had held only moments ago, the green orbs looking as though they were glowing. Harry gave a faint smirk as the hand that had been holding the edge of the desk came up to stroke the side of Tom's face gently.
"Your eyes are g-glowing," He stated in a husky manner.
"As are yours, my little dragon," Tom smirked.
Harry purred softly, "That was rather intense…"
"Oh, we're not done yet," Tom rolled his hips showing Harry he was still rather hard himself.
Harry blushed, bright red, "Oh…"
"So eloquent," Tom chuckled as he kissed Harry fiercely.
Harry whimpered into the kiss his hands coming up to wrap around the older male's neck, pulling them close together to feel skin on skin contact. Tom waved his hand removing Harry's pants, boxers, sock, and shoes with wandless and wordless magic. A mewl left the younger dragon as Tom's right hand slid down his side and over his hip, to hike his leg up and over his shoulder, causing Harry to loosen his grip a bit. Tom pulled away from the kiss as his whispered a wandless spell that made Harry feel strangely empty and wet. Tom's other hand trailed slowly across his stomach and downwards until he grasped the semi-hard length between Harry's legs. Harry shivered and whimpered as tom's tongue invaded his mouth giving Harry the salty taste of his own essence in Tom's mouth. He jumped slightly when a finger entered him, his slick spelled insides able to take in the appendage with little effort.
Tom pulled away and looked down into those bright green eyes, his own equally bright red eyes boring into Harry as he felt the emotions in their connection. Everything Harry felt Tom felt and it seemed to only amplify his own experiences. I had to force his own body not to reach climax, just watching Harry come undone before him. Harry whimpered with a trailed off mewl at the end when another finger entered his passage. He tightened slightly around the fingers scissoring him open and stretching him more. Tom knew he might feel uncomfortable all things considered; Harry had never done something like this before. Tom didn't at all count what that fat walrus of a man did to Harry, no, this was something Harry had never felt. He was going to give him all the pleasure he could give him and treating Harry roughly at the same time he pleasure him seemed to only heighten Harry's pleasure.
Tom trailed kisses down Harry's jawline as a third finger slid into him. He cried out softly as he trembled, but never spoke a word out against what Tom was doing. Gasps and pants left the smaller male as Tom's fingers slid in and out of him, seeming to search for something, yet Harry didn't know what that could be. When those fingers brushed against something Harry's body jerked and a moan left his mouth, one that Harry didn't know he could ever make.
"There it is," Tom said near his ear, "Now… you'll experience something you have never experienced before."
"Wha-?"
-That, my little dragon, was you sweat spot-
Harry gasped when Tom slipped into Parseltongue… his length twitching in Tom's other hand still stroking him even after he was once again hard. Tom continued to abuse that spot inside him, sending jolts of pleasure pulsing through him. During one particular thrust of his fingers Tom bit down on the junction where neck met shoulder, drawing blood again as he injected his venom into Harry who reacted pleasantly as it flowed through his veins. Tom pulled back staring down at Harry who was once again just a quivering mass beneath him. Tom smirked and removed his fingers to divest himself of the rest of his own clothes, before gripping quivering thighs and pulling Harry against him. Tom's own length, rubbing against Harry's backside before, he leaned up to kiss him again.
-Tell me Harry… what do you want?-
Harry whimpered, the corners of his eyes wet with unshed tears caused by the pleasure he felt, -I want you… p-please Tom… I need to feel you in me… please-
Tom blinked a few times, the pleading in Harry's voice made something in him snap as a possessive and dominating growl ripped forth from him before he found himself deep in the searing wet heat. His mouth pressed firmly against Harry's mouth swallowing his pleasure and pain filled cry. Tom stilled even though he really hadn't wanted too. He knew Harry needed the extra moment to adjust to his length and girth. Tom pulled away to look down into Harry's eyes as the younger male panted, his face scrunched up in pain cutely, but Tom could see pleasure in his eyes and over their connection. Harry had liked the pain on some strange level and Tom being the sadist he was most of the time to people, enjoyed the fact that Harry had liked it.
-Can it be my little dragon is a masochist?-
Harry blushed, but otherwise didn't deny it as his body relaxed around the length buried inside him. Experimentally Harry rolled his own hips causing Tom to hiss in pleasure and causing the older male to jerk slightly, in turn causing him to mewl from the deep penetration. Taking that as the hint to move, Tom rolled his hips starting off slow at first. His fingers gripping onto Harry's hips roughly leaving finger shaped bruises in their wake on his skin. Harry moaned loudly his back arching as Tom brushed against that sweet bundle of nerves within him that made him practically see stars. Tom smirked and slammed his hips forwards once again causing Harry to cry out, his hands now trying to grasp a hold of the desk as Tom slowly picked up his pace.
The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room and Harry could only seem to cry out in pleasure as he rode out waves upon waves of pleasure that Tom was causing. The older male had taken to biting him whenever he could, only seeming to heighten the pleasure he was feeling as Tom slid in and out of him. The rhythm slowly being lost against the desperate need they were both feeling. Tom pulled back, lifting Harry with him until Tom fell back in his chair, thrusting up into Harry as he wrapped his arms around the smaller male. Harry's own arms encircled Tom's neck as he panted and moaned into his ear loudly.
Harry writhed up against the male as one of Tom's hands roughly grabbed his hair and pulled till his neck was tilted back exposing the flesh there to Tom's searching mouth. On a particularly hard thrust Tom bit down on Harry's shoulder causing Harry's body to shudder in pleasure. The frantic thrusts and rolling of hips back erratic until Harry felt the coil in the base of his stomach release again and he was once more spilling his essence, this time between them. The white milky substance coating both of their abdomens, and Tom continued to thrust up into him. Harry could only pant heavily and ride out his own prolonged pleasure, until Tom's own essence filled him.
Harry whimpered and mewled softly at the feeling of his mate's warm thick essence filling him. He leaned heavily against Tom panting into his neck as he slowly came down from his blissful high. He shivered slightly as he started to realize the room was colder than he was. Tom flicked his wrist and Tom's robes cover Harry to give him some shielding from the cold air of the room. Long gentle finger combed through his hair in apologetic touches to the abused roots. Sighing Tom stood from his chair holding Harry where he was before apparating them to his room.
Harry chuckled, "Did you really just do that?"
Tom chuckled, "I sure wasn't going to walk that distance to our room."
Harry smirked at Tom calling it their room, "I guess… er… I hope no one heard us."
Tom laughed, "Now you think of that after the fact of what we did?" He shook his head as he settled down on the bed with him, leaning back and letting Harry lay on top of him, still buried in his warm body, "Do not worry…I cast a silencing charm on the room before it got any further."
Harry blinked and gave a soft 'oh', 'so that's the spell he used that I hadn't heard.' He smiled and nuzzled into Tom's chest before Tom rolled to his side, still holding Harry close to him. Harry yawned slightly and blinked a few times before he slipped into peaceful slumber. Tom chuckled softly and kissed Harry's forehead. His thoughts wandering a bit to what Harry had said before everything that happened only moments ago. He sighed and held Harry possessively to his chest.
-Your mine Harry…no one will ever touch you like this except for me-
Harry mewled in his sleep unconsciously liking what Tom had said even though his conscious mind had not heard it. Tom chuckled before settling in for the night his thoughts stilling slowly until he too fell into the land of dreams. This day was a sugar sweet ending to a delightful day and Tom wouldn't have had it any other way.
Next Chapter- A Maze of Confusion
Dear, heavenly sweet goodness x.x just so you know…that was my actual first thought out yaoi scene ever. I hope you all like it, and I had been debating on not putting it in this one at all and just putting it on AoOO (archive of our own). Oh and Happy New Year, in case I haven't post another chapter by then :3
Well everyone that is it for this chapter. Looking forward to your R&R's. See you all soon!