"So did you see him Harry?"
"Yeah I saw him."
"And???"
"And he was hot. And we held hands and talked and then I walked him to his compartment and then we hugged and I left." I finally looked round at Hermione, unable to stop a huge grin from stretching across my face. Ron pretended to throw up in the corner.
"Too much info Harry! Bleugh can we talk about something else?" I laughed.
"Sure, I'm sorry. It was just quite…you know…cool. Anyway; what do you guys think? I was wondering if…well promise not to laugh, right?"
"Yeah I promise Harry."
"Sure, unless it is incredibly funny I promise."
"It's my hair. I want something done to it. I don't want it to be this messy anymore. It looks really childish."
"Well…did you think of going to a hairdresser?"
"No Hermione that never occurred to me. Of course I thought of that but how many hairdressers have you ever seen in Hogsmeade?"
"Fair point mate, my mum does mine. I never thought of that."
"You're not laughing at me."
"No Harry. Everybody has their hair cut. How about you ask around; see if you can find anyone to do it for you?" I blushed at the thought of asking anyone to do my hair for me; still worse at the thought of them touching my hair.
"Well I was wondering if maybe you guys could help me…I…I dunno I want someone really good not just some one after a few hours with the famous Harry Potter trying to get into my pants."
"Fair enough. We'll have an ask around."
"Wow, cool. Thanks you guys."
"No problem Harry."
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And so our week started. I managed to escape most people's advances in the next few weeks. I knew the time was drawing closer and that I needed to tell Ron and Hermione quickly before they got weirded out and yet it felt like almost boasting. I had all my lessons with Draco and, though I had not spoken to him since the train, we eyed each other across classrooms and saw each other as much as possible. Tomorrow night was a huge party down in the great hall. Neither me, Ron or Hermione were going so I took the opportunity of talking to them when we had the common room to ourselves…
"Erm…guys… can I talk to you about something?"
"Sure Harry. Is it to do with Draco?"
"Not…really but it is connected with him. You remember when Ron came down to your house, Mione and he sort of saw me and tried to hug me and-"
"I did not! I was just-"
"And you know he said I'd put some sort of spell or something? Well I was reading through my new books and…I think I sort of did."
"Ew Harry! Why did you…wait how did…"
"I'm a Silacore, Ron. I didn't realise for ages but then Draco kept changing with me and I realised that a part of him was trying to fight it. But then I saw him on the train and I didn't try to…you know…charm him and he was nice…friendly. I can make it happen but it also happens when I'm really happy-like when I saw you mate and when I saw that Hermione liked my outfit. And on the platform ready to go back to Hogwarts."
"So how come no-one has been attracted to you before? I mean aside from a few weird ones like Ginny and Cho?"
"We come into our inheritance in the second month of our sixteenth birthday. That's coming up so I guess it's all leading up and in two weeks I'll have more control over myself."
"Harry…Is he your mate?"
"Yeah. I've known for years. You know in second year at the duelling club? I knew then."
"You mean when he fired the snake at you?"
"Yep that's the one." I grinned. "Clever move."
"Harry did you read a lot about Silacore?" Hermione ventured.
"That's all I know."
"Well you um…in two weeks the stuff between you and Draco will get…harder."
"Harder like how?"
"Well…he might erm attack you. Not like fiercely but out of…um…attraction."
"And how long will that last?"
"Until you…mate with him. Then he can make his own decision whether to…love you or leave you I guess."
"Mate?" Both Ron and I yelped at the same time.
"Yeah like sex Harry."
"But…Mione he's a guy." Now it was Ron's turn to start explaining.
"Yes Harry, he's a guy. That is you can have sex with him or him with you using your…you know…things."
"Well yeah but like how?" I couldn't help blushing. "He doesn't have a…"
"Oh yes he does Harry. Think about it so do you."
"Bloody hell you mean…?"
"Yeah. How did Fred and George fail to tell you that?"
"I dunno mate. Shit I never thought about that."
"I try not to but you know if you swing that way you might. Please stick to talking with Mione about that though. She's better at coping with these things." I laughed.
"Don't worry I have no desire to talk to either of you about this kind of thing. Just like I never want to hear about…you know…you two." All three of us blushed and looked at our feet. "That's equally as repellent to me as that is to you so we can just stay off the topic if that's alright with you. Going back to the point-does that mean I need to tell him and talk to him before it happens?"
"Yeah, it'd be a good idea. Work out what he feels and stuff. Before he goes all…gaga over you."
"Right. Okay. Will do. Thanks guys." I was thinking how I could possibly get him to come and talk to me at anytime. I would have to think.
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Draco. I need to talk to you. This isn't just about you and me this is important. If you want to talk to me then please meet me in the entrance hall at eleven on Friday night. Tomorrow you will receive a parcel from me. Please don't open it. It contains a cloak that will help you get there unseen. If the answer is no, please send this letter back with my owl. If you have your own cloak like mine then send back the parcel with my owl. A reply is nice but not necessary.
Harry
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Harry's cloak smelled deliciously of him as I crept up the stairs towards the main floor. It was cold and dark as I slipped into the entrance hall and sat down at the closest house table. All of a sudden I felt a hand over my mouth and I could see Harry's face right in front of me. He put a finger to his lips and pointed down at a piece of paper in his hands. I looked down to see little footprints labelled 'Minerva McGonagall' pacing in a room off the hall.
Harry gestured for me to get up and then wrapped the cloak around him too, pressing our bodies together. He shot me a sideways grin and began to walk towards the door to the entrance hall. He led me up the stairs, then along a corridor and through a secret passage at the end I hadn't known the existence of. He began to climb the stairs, then doubled back as he saw a pair of paw prints labelled 'Mrs Norris' padding towards us. We weaved in and out of passages, all the time climbing under Harry's direction until Harry came out onto a long, uninteresting corridor I recognised as the seventh floor.
He walked up it, then down it and then up it again, even though there was nobody to be seen on the map. On the fourth time of walking past the left wall a door suddenly appeared in the wall and Harry turned the handle and let himself in, locking the door behind him.
It was a nice room with a few sofas and armchairs scattered around the fire with a door leading off on the other side. Harry pulled the cloak off and tapped the piece of paper, muttering something before he folded it up and put it in his pocket.
"This is called the Room of Requirement. It has made itself into the room we need right now and I think this is okay to chat in. I wonder what's through that door." He walked over to it and opened it. Inside was a bathroom with two bubble showers, a loo, a sink and a huge bath, not unlike the one in the prefect's bathroom was cut into the floor.
"Very nice, thank you room. Right then. If you don't need the loo or anything then d'you think we can talk? I would like to get some sleep at some point tonight." At that moment the room changed and a bed appeared in the corner. Harry laughed. "Thanks you, I think I'll probably sleep in Gryffindor tower but you can leave it there for now. It's quite nice. Anyway, Draco. Is it okay for me to go right ahead?" I had been staring at him mindlessly but now I pulled myself together.
"Sure. Shoot."
"Well…you know when I saw you in the bookshop that time and…well…both our behaviour was a little bit…out of character? Well…we weren't just going mad. It was my fault really. I'm a…I'm Silacore." There was a long silence.
"Um…I don't know what that is so that means almost nothing to me…"
"Well…we're a bit like veela I guess. In our second month of being sixteen-that's fairly soon for me, we come into our inheritance. We have the power to attract and that's also the time when our…our mates like fall for us and are liable to attack like out of attraction until we mate with them. Then they can make a decision for themselves. If we are rejected by our mates we become dementors. If we are accepted then depending on what level of bond the two share then both become more powerful in their magic. I would have told you before but I didn't know it was anything other than a teenage crush." He blushed as I began to understand.
"So…you have a crush on me Potter?"
"No. it's worse than that. Or better depending on how you feel about me. You're….my mate."
"So you're telling me that in two weeks I'm gonna go mad for you until you mate with me? Doesn't sound too different from real life to be honest. Why are you telling me this?"
"Because in two weeks you will be, effectually under a spell. I'd change it for you if I could but I can't. According to Hermione and a book I read…we can't be apart from each other for very long either. That means sleeping arrangements and…stuff."
"Damn Potter. That's tough. So your saying we're going to have to make us public…I mean I know there isn't really any us yet but…well we seem to have drifted out of enemy territory fairly easily."
"Well, because of the attraction thing you might be in danger if we do…and I don't want that…which means we're going to need teacher protection. I thought first of Dumbledore but then I thought you might prefer…Professor Snape."
"Well…that was nice of you. I think that telling Dumbledore first is a good idea…then we could suggest Snape as our protective guardian? He's my godfather, you see…I mean we don't have to…"
"No I think it's a good compromise…Are you telling me you're okay with this?"
"Well sure. I mean it's a bit freaky but I'm attracted to you in a big way anyway and…well I'd like to apologise in advance for any….sexual pressure I guess is the word." He blushed and shook his head.
"No that's okay. I'm not totally repelled by the idea it's just all a bit new to me…I mean I've never even kissed a girl you know."
"Really? Damn you've had good protection. Does that mean you're sixteen and never been kissed?"
"Yeah. Sad, isn't it? It never bothered me before but now…"
"It's something you'd quite like to try?"
"Yeah. I mean I bet you've kissed loads of girls and possibly boys too. I was vaguely aware that everybody else in the universe did these sorts of things but…I dunno I just didn't really…"
"I've kissed girls, Potter. But only ever one boy."
"So you're…straight…right?"
"Would I be here if I was?"
"I…don't know…I didn't realise you were coming up here for…you know…that. I thought…oh well never mind."
"No! Potter, you've got it wrong! I didn't come up here for a bit of action I really didn't. I came here because I care about you and you sounded really worried in your letter. I thought maybe you needed me."
"Well…that was kind. I did a bit. Sometimes it's nice to be with someone…different and also…well the whole…mate thing. It means I like to be with you." He gave me the sweetest, saddest, shyest smile I've ever received and I knew I would die if I didn't kiss him. His lips were so beautiful. I shuffled closer to him and he looked up at me-his face nervous and excited. I bent my head to kiss him and at the last moment I managed to bite my lip, screwing up my face.
"I'm sorry Potter. I know you don't want anything right now."
"No I do! I really do I just need to take it slowly. Please…I want…"
"What? What do you want Harry?" At this he raised his head, beaming at me, his eyes alive and burning with happiness. His gaze was hypnotic. I watched his lips move.
"You used my name! I want…I want you to…kiss me." His face flushed red. Oh yes please. I will kiss you, Potter. I bent my head and gently brushed my lips against him. His mouth opened and he breathed me in, leaning closer to me for more contact. I pulled my head back a little in tease but he continued to lean closer and closer until my head touched the back of the couch. He was leaning right over me, twisted right round. I pulled at his leg and he swung himself on to me just as his lips pushed firmly against mine.
A moan escaped me as he collided with me, his hot little mouth pressing insistently against me, his body big and firm above me. I allowed my mouth to open and he licked inside, his body pressing harder against me. I wrapped my arms firmly around him and pulled him to me, allowing him to take my head in his hands and touch my hair. I had never been more turned on in my life; my body was a tight coil of emotion as I ran my hands over his shoulders and his back and his sides.
"Damn Harry…" I managed to croak between kisses, "Oh my god…" He smiled against my mouth and moved his head so our cheeks pressed together. We could now speak into each other's ears.
"Was that okay?" he said huskily into my ear, his hand playing with my hair on the other side.
"Okay? Bloody hell Harry; that was amazing." I felt his face grow hot against mine. He relaxed into me and we held each other firmly, allowing our bodies to press together. A part of me felt embarrassed that I was so turned on. I knew Harry could feel me pressing hard against him. I tried to calm myself but each time I tried I thought of Harry on my lap and my excitement only grew.
"Harry I know…I know it…looks like it…but I don't want…that. Just you kissing me was quite…nice…" He smiled wickedly.
"It's okay. I get that too even though I don't want…I mean I don't even know…"
"I understand. I mean hell Harry Potter's sitting in my lap. A fucking Silacore, I mean I must be the fucking luckiest guy on the fucking planet." He smiled again.
"I'll take you back to your common room with the invisibility cloak and the map. I think we should go now before anyone finds us. Remember they'll find this room if they're looking for someone."
"I guess we should…listen you know the party on Tuesday night…why weren't you there?"
"I guess…I knew I couldn't enjoy it or I'd be fawned over. It's becoming a problem. Ron and Hermione seem to have got the gist and so are ignoring it at the moment which is why I spend all my time with them now. Having a dorm is becoming a problem now too. Someone perved on me in the shower yesterday. It was a nasty shock." How dare someone perve on him! He was so…innocent and…above that sort of thing. I longed to know who it was but knew that Harry would never betray their name even to me.
"I understand. So…do you want to meet after lessons tomorrow and go to see Dumbledore?"
"Sure…our last lesson's Potions, isn't it? Want to go up to see him then?"
"Sound's great. Shall we go then?"
"Sure." We huddles together under the cloak and headed toward the door. Harry got his map out, tapped it with his wand while murmuring something and it appeared across the page. "Shit! Look-there-a whole group of teachers. That mean's they're looking for us. And they're coming up the stairs to here…let's go!" Harry picked me up with ease and ran with incredible speed out of the door and down the corridor even as I heard the voices swim into focus at the other end. He ran through a tapestry and down the stairs, along a hidden corridor, through a passage, down the main stairs and still the ran through portrait holes and hidden stairways, all the while avoiding any footprints that were to be seen on the map.
At last we hurtled down the last flight of staircases and there we were, in the dungeons, waiting for the password to be given. He put me down, panting.
"How did you know where this was?"
"Long story and we don't have time…the teachers have split up and McGonagall's heading for Gryffindor tower. I have to get there before her and she's already on the fourth floor." He kissed me gently on the cheek and pushed me out from under the cloak. I heard his footsteps as he left and gazed after him, stunned. Then, grinning, I murmured the password and slipped into the Slytherin common room, grinning.
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"Seamus, are you coming?"
"Shouldn't we wait for Harry? Ron and Hermione have gone without him."
"Don't pretend you don't just want to get into his pants, Finnegan, get a move on." Okay so I fancied him and I wanted him. I had feelings for him too I just felt such a sexual drive towards him; it was hard to think of anything else. I began to get a hard on just looking at him bending over his cauldron like that. Imaging Potter, the most wanted virgin ever in my bed. Oh yes. Potter was to be mine.
"Come along, come along, get out of my classroom!" Damn. Snape. We scarpered quickly and I stopped to watch him come out at the end of the corridor. To my surprise he did not come out alone. Draco Malfoy was with him and they were talking. Fighting surely. Suddenly, however, Harry's face lit up with laughter as Malfoy contorted his expression into a sneer and imitated something. All at once I felt I would die if I did not have Harry. I grabbed my cock through my jeans but it did not help. All I could think of was Harry. I stood up and began to run towards him, my manhood still in my hand, and my eyes on him.
The last think I saw and heard was Malfoy pointing his wand at me.
"Petrificus totalus!"