To the last guest that commented, I love how that comment was posted on Chapter 16. You obviously don't mind reading about a submissive/dominant relationship if you've got that far. Besides, there definitely are submissive people out there. It's not a bad thing and they have no reason to be ashamed of that.

Thank you for all the supportive reviews I have received. I will be turning off the guest reviews, even though I usually keep it on because some people don't make an account. If people want to sent hate and flame me, they're going to have to have the bollocks to at least let me see whom they are.

Happy Reading :)

Now on to the story!

This has Frickle-Frackling in it. Don't like, don't read please!

Draco woke up feeling an odd stirring in his stomach. He felt Harry roll away from him on the bed and immediately felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"Harry-" he gasped.

He was lifted quickly from his position into Harry's arms, and he fell against his chest.

"Hush," Harry soothed, "I'm sorry. I didn't realize it would start this soon. We should've had a few more days to prepare."

Draco buried his head into Harry's chest, feeling the pain edge away as the seconds ticked by.

"I didn't know it would hurt so bad."

Harry nodded, shifting Draco so that he was on Harry's back.

"We'll have to be careful. My dominant hasn't come forth yet, but it can't be far off if you're already experiencing discomfort from the bond. We need to tell Severus that it's begun so that they know to stay up there."

"Why Severus? Why not Remus?"

Harry growled, dropping him to lean over him imposingly.

"You would rather speak to another alpha? Do you not trust my judgment?"

Draco nuzzled Harry's leg apologetically.

"Of course I trust you, Harry,"

He heard another soft growl come from Harry's throat and he swallowed thickly.

"I trust you, Dominant."

Harry seemed placated as he picked Draco back up, settling him on his hip before trumping down the stairs.

"Sorry, Dray, I don't know where that came from."

"It's okay, Dominant, it's just for a few days."

Harry nodded, sending a patronus up to the people upstairs.

"I'll try my best to make it easy on us both."

The days passed slowly. Draco clung desperately to Harry's hand or arm or leg every second, whimpering in pain when the contact ended even for a moment.

Draco woke up at midnight on the third day with a constant pressure on his bladder.

"Harry," he whispered.

His mate only sniffled, worn out by the effort he had been using to suppress his dominating presence.

Draco slid out from under him, wincing at the pinch in his chest but trying to ignore it so that he could slip off to the bathroom.

He made it halfway across the room when the pain spread through his entire body, intense enough to drop him to his knees. An emptiness in his chest swallowed him whole, not allowing any thought to pass through. He couldn't feel the tears rushing down his cheeks as he clutched the carpet below him. He didn't feel anything but the strong arms that brought him up and pulled him into a warm embrace.

Then he was abruptly released and the pain began again.

"You tried to leave me?"

Draco shook his head in denial, reaching for his mate.

"No-" he choked.

"You wanted independence? Do you not want me to take care of you?"

Harry's voice was harsh and rough with anger.

"No-" he sobbed, clutching his own stomach in pain, "Please. I just needed- I had to go to the loo."

Harry's calloused fingers gripped his chin tightly.

"You do not leave my side," he ordered, "You understand?"

Draco nodded, reaching out with open hands for more of him.

Harry brought him to his chest, rocking him slightly as he escorted him to the toilet. He held Draco in a standing position to go, but did not release him.

Draco reached out with a shaky hand, eyes widening when Harry's hand covered his own on his manhood.

"Harry?"

Harry gave him a sideways glance, scooting closer to mold Draco into him.

"Just go, pet."

It took Draco nearly 3 minutes to use the bathroom with Harry holding onto him like that, and when he finished he was erect.

Harry smirked at him.

"You are excited?"

He pulled Draco around to face him, pressing against his smaller body.

"I couldn't help it, Dominant," he admitted.

Harry carried him on his hip to their bed, laying with Draco atop his chest.

"Sleep, I will satisfy you after you are rested."

Draco cuddled into Harry, trying to ignore the tightness down below in order to fall asleep.

Harry reached down to grab him, stroking him quickly and efficiently.

He lasted just a few minutes before releasing onto Harry's abdomen with a cry.

Harry charmed the mess away and pulled him close again.

"There, now sleep."

Breathing hard and heart palpitating, he fell asleep.

Harry woke feeling a burning in his chest.

"It is time, pet," he whispered.

Draco stiffened, turning in his arms to ask, "Will it hurt?"

Harry sighed, squeezing Draco to his chest.

"Yes, but I will try my best to not make it so."

Draco nodded.

"Okay."

Harry sat up, casting breath freshening charms, and a silencing spell.

He removed Draco's boxers before leaning to take Draco's mouth in a deep kiss.

Harry let his hand wander down Draco's body, rubbing his nipples and tickling his sides. He slithered down to press open-mouthed kisses along his stomach before lifting his thighs.

He waved his hand, casting a cleansing charm as he leant down to kiss Draco's entrance.

Harry prepared Draco with his fingers and a lubrication spell, and it seemed like all the other times they had indulged one another.

This time though, when Draco started to feel the tightening in his stomach, Harry removed his fingers.

Draco wimpered at the loss.

Harry stood.

"Are you ready?"

He nodded.

The pressure at his hold increased and Draco bit his lip at the stretch. Even after the long preparation, in which Harry went all the way to four fingers, he still felt like he was being split open. Harry ran a hand soothingly down his side, murmering soothing words.

He clenched his muscled in an urge for Harry to move.

His dominant did, slowly. Searching for that one spot, and when he found it, he aimed for it repeatedly. Draco moaned, arching back as Harry moved within him.

"My dearest submissive, Draco Malfoy," Harry gasped out, "I pledge to take care of you for eternity. I will-" he moaned, "I will be your rock to stand on, and your shoulder to lean against. All my life I give to you, and I promise to protect and love you for every second that I have left of it. So mote it be."

A white glow appeared around them, circling the pair as they moved together.

"My Dominant, Harry Potter," Draco lifted his legs to Harry's shoulders as he choked out the words. "I pledge to be loyal to you for all eternity. Ungh- I will be there when you need rest, and I will be a continuous support through the last seconds of our lives." Draco waited a moment to gather his bearings before speaking again.

"All my life I give to you, and I promise to let you guide me through it for all that we have left together. Oh gods!" he felt himself stiffen and stars burst behind his eyelids as he groaned, "So- mote- itbe!"

Harry shuddered and released his seed into his smaller mate, just as he felt Draco's own hit his stomach.

"Harry!"

Harry rested his head against Draco's shoulder as he came down from his high.

"Dominant?"

Harry lifted his head to give Draco a confused glance.

"Why are you still calling me that?"

Draco frowned.

"Do you not wish me to?"

Harry leaned forward, sniffing Draco's shoulder.

"I must mark you."

Draco turned his head to the side, offering himself to his mate.

Harry licked at the pale skin before sinking his teeth into in, sucking and massaging the mark with his tongue.

He pulled away to admire the mark when he felt a pull in his head.

"Ah!"

A sharp jerk sounded through his mind, and he felt both hurt and freed when it was gone.

Draco gasped.

"What?"

"Your scar, Harry! It's bleeding!"

Harry jumped up and ran to bathroom with Draco on his tail. The black blood leaking from his scar poured into the sink and he smiled.

"Whatever I had of him in me, is gone."

Draco winced and Harry wiped his forehead and lifted Draco onto his hip.

"Let's go back to sleep for a little while, and then I will give you a salve for the burn okay?"

Draco nodded.

They both fell asleep on spelled-clean sheets.