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"Maybe he's used to it now." Draco said, shrugging. Harry had voiced his concern about Ron simply shrugging and walking away when Draco had started pawing him.

"No…he's just so mad with me, he can't be arsed to care any more." Harry muttered, staring at his unfinished…well un-started homework. Draco sighed, pulling the sheets of parchment towards him and starting to write. He found potions easy, and was hoping to help Harry get out of the mood he was in.

"So…are we still going travelling this Christmas?" Harry's head perked up.

"Of course!"

"Harry?" Ron was standing behind him. Draco watched him whisper something in Harry's ear. A guilty look spread over Harry's face.

"Oh yeah…sorry I forgot." Ron rolled his eyes and walked away.

"What was that about?"

"I keep forgetting to ask you about something. Can you get me some Veritaserum?" Draco blinked.

"Why?"

"Ron wants to slip Hermione some." He glanced over to where Ron and Hermione were working in silence. Draco raised a brow.

"What for?"

"To see if she likes him in that way." Draco snorted. "What?"

"Nothing. I'll get it for you." Harry nodded, kissing Draco lightly in thanks.

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After lunch, Harry and Draco separated. Draco went down to ask Snape for Veritaserum, and Harry went up to the common room.

There was something playing on Harry's mind, but he didn't quite know what it was. He was ok with finally knowing how he could be an Incandeche, but it was something Dumbledore had said.

'He must have taken a liking to you.' Harry sighed. He got up and went up to his dorm room, retrieving the book with Meravi's picture in it and opening it to the right page. Meravi stared back at him, smirking.

"You had to come and screw up my brain just when I was starting to see clear didn't you?" he muttered.

"Well I must admit, you're doing quite a number on my mind as well." Harry nearly shot through the ceiling. He yelped and threw the book at his pillow. "Hey!" Harry stared at the book warily, memories of Tom Riddle's diary popping up in his mind. But then again, that diary didn't talk. He cautiously picked the book back up. "That's better."

"How are you talking?" the picture of Meravi chuckled.

"Think of this book as a sort of Human telephone. The way it works is simple. Everyone can see this picture of me, but when an Incandeche looks upon it, I know about it. Ever since you looked here in the library, I've been watching over you. You're a very loyal, brave person Harry. And quite mixed up, but that's only to be expected, you dating a Veela…" Harry flushed. "Do you really want to come to Italy?"

"Erm…yeah I thought it would be cool."

"Dumbledore was right you know. You're definitely more of an Incandeche than a Human. I wouldn't be surprised if the Wizarding genes missed you altogether. Incandeche can do magic too you know. But once you get here, we can run a test to see whether I'm right. I've had the tribe in an uproar about you. Imagine, the Boy Who Lived is an Incandeche." He paused to look Harry in the eye. "Touch the book. Right on the spine." Harry frowned.

"Why?"

"You'll see." Harry warily put his hand on the middle of the book. He felt a chill wind rush around him, and an oddly familiar pull as he was sucked through the book.

Draco walked up to the Gryffindor tower with a vial of Veritaserum in his hand. He was met by Ron, who was, for once, smiling at him. 'Typical' thought Draco. 'Even the Weasel can be nice to me if he wants something.' That had been the case his entire life. Everyone wanted him for his money.

"Here." He muttered, shoving the vial into Ron's hands and pushing past him into the common room. He went straight up to Harry's room, seeing that he wasn't downstairs.

"Harry's in his bed!" Ron called up. Draco licked his lips in anticipation. Maybe he and Harry could finally…

"Harry?" he called. He opened the hangings around his bed and frowned. He wasn't there. An open book was placed on his pillow. Draco scowled when he saw it was the book with Meravi's picture in it. He threw it to the far side of the room. He looked up and saw the window was open. His breath caught in his throat as he started formulating bizarre ideas, all based on Harry running away to be with Meravi.

Harry groaned, opening his eyes. He saw a bright blue sky with a few puffy white clouds. He was laying on lush green grass, and birds were chirping in the distance. He frowned. But it was the middle of winter!

"Good to see you're up." Harry jolted, turning swiftly. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

A fully transformed Incandeche was sitting cross legged next to him, grinning. He had beautiful brown tinted wings, long claws and a long black tail. His long, untidy hair was a dark red colour and there was a wild, free look in his green eyes.

"Uh…where am I?"

"In Cielo." Harry blinked.

"Uh…I'm dead?" the Incandeche laughed.

"No! You're in our paradise! This is the secret hideout of the Incandeche."

"Who are you?"

"Fuoco."

"Fire?" Fuoco nodded, grinning. "Um…well hi! I'm…"

"Oh everyone knows who you are Harry. But you need a different name." Harry frowned. "Just something Italian that we can call you while you're here."

"Ok…but how did I get 'here'?"

"You came through the book." Harry jolted. He turned to see none other than Meravi behind him. In person, Meravi was even more stunning. He was wearing nothing but faded jeans Harry was sure that if he hadn't been sitting down, his legs would've given way under him. "Don't worry, you can go back through it. Welcome to our Utopia, Harry. Do you remember it?"

"Yes. This is were I was in that vision thing." Meravi smirked.

"That's right. Fuoco, you can go now." Fuoco grinned, getting up and bowed before whispering something in Meravi's ear and leaving. Harry thought it sounded suspiciously like 'be careful with him.'

"Meravi…I need to go. I was going to come in the summer holidays…"

"Oh I know, but I wanted to get you here before you came with that Veela Halfling."

"Erm…why?"

"To tell you that you can't." Harry blinked.

"Why can't I bring Draco?"

"Because the wards around this area will kill any non Incandeche that tries to enter. Smaller animals excluded. Like owls or cattle and such…" Harry's stomach took a trip to the floor. "But more of that later. I want to see you fully transformed." Harry got up, knees shaking a little. He started glowing. His nails elongated to claws, and his long black tail waved in the air behind him. Dark red streaks ran through his hair and his silver wings grew bigger. Meravi licked his lips, making Harry nervous.

"Very nice." He raised his own clawed hand and took Harry's.

"What…hey!" he yelped as Meravi sliced a long line on Harry's arm. The blood that came out was pure white. Harry blinked. "What the…"

"Just as I thought. You are all Incandeche."

"How…?"

"It happens sometimes. When you have mixed blood, sometimes the more dominant half will take control altogether."

"But I had adolescence early like a half blood."

"Yes. Maybe you are just an early developer. Because if you were a Halfling, your blood, once in full transformation, would be bright pink."

"Oh…" Meravi shortened his claws and ran a finger along Harry's wound, healing it. Harry shivered at the touch. Meravi smirked. "I…I have to go back…school…and stuff…" Harry mumbled.

"Hmm…fair enough. I'll see you next summer." Meravi said. Harry turned to go back to the book, when Meravi whirled him around and pressed their lips together. Harry's whole body froze. His lips were tingling, like they were on fire. Meravi pulled away. He smirked, then waved and flew off. "Goodbye Miele, my little pure blood love!"

"Oh…my…god…"

"Malfoy calm down!" Hermione said desperately. Draco had been crying for over an hour now. Ron just rolled his eyes for the hundredth time.

"He's gone! I'll never see him again! He's gone! Oh my god… why!" he was sat on Harry's bed, crying his eyes out into Harry's pillow. Hermione was sat on the edge of the bed, trying to calm him down. But consoling the person she hated most in the world wasn't really something she had had a lot of practice doing.

"Maybe he just went for a fly around the grounds…" Hermione offered.

"Nope. I check the Marauder's map. He's not on the grounds." Ron said. He tried not to grin as Draco dissolved into tears again. Hermione glared at Ron.

"What's going on?" everyone turned to see Harry looking worriedly at Draco. Draco gasped. He shot up and practically launched himself at Harry, latching onto him around the middle and crying into him chest. Harry warily wrapped his arms around Draco and sent a questioning look over to Ron and Hermione. Ron mouthed 'he thought you ran away' to him.

"Harry…" Draco sobbed. Harry sighed.

"Come on Draco…Malfoys don't cry remember?"

"I'm not crying!" he snapped. Harry rolled his eyes. Draco looked up at him. "You smell different. Like wild flowers and fresh grass…how the hell did you manage that in December?" Harry was quite impressed at how Draco had managed to stop crying so fast. He guess it was all front, and the veela obviously felt pretty stupid since his cheeks were flushed.

"Well…I got sucked into a book and went to Italy." Harry nearly laughed out loud at the looks on his friend's faces.

"You what?" Ron asked.

"I went to see Meravi." Harry flushed. Even saying his name brought back memories of that kiss…he quickly brought his lips down on Draco's and kissed him for all he was worth. When he pulled away, Draco was breathless.

"What…was that for?" Draco asked quietly. Harry shrugged. Meravi and Draco kissed so differently. Draco was soft and tasted of Vanilla. There was so much need in his kiss, and it made Harry feel special. But when Meravi kissed him, it felt like all his senses were on fire, and the whole world stopped spinning for them.

"Meravi said you can't come over the holidays. There's a barrier that you can't get through." Draco swore colourfully.

"Are you still going to go?"

"Well…I…"

"You can if you want." Draco muttered, looking at the floor. Harry smiled.

"Nah. I'll go on visits for a few days but…I won't stay. I wouldn't want to be without you." 'Plus I don't trust myself around Meravi…' Draco smiled.

"Thanks."

Draco spent the night in the Gryffindor tower. He was snuggled up against Harry, drawing patterns on Harry's bare stomach with his finger.

"Draco?"

"Hmm…?" Harry suddenly reached for his wand and cast silencing charms on the bed. Draco's heart rate increased.

"Transform for me? Just the feathers?" Draco smirked. Harry seemed to have a weird fetish with feathers. He transformed, a strange light all around him that seemed to fade in and out quickly. Harry purred, running his hands along Draco's arms. He sat up, straddling Draco's hips. Draco's breathing got heavier as Harry's hands trailed down his bare sides. "Mmm I love your feathers…" Harry purred. He felt something press against his inner leg and smirked. Draco was turned on. He let his hand wander down to the top Draco's pyjama bottoms. He stopped to glance at Draco before tearing them off. Draco shuddered as the night air hit his exposed flesh. "Turn back to normal." Harry said. Draco complied. Harry ran his hand back down Draco's torso, stopping inches away from his member. He kissed a path up Draco's chest and neck, letting his tongue flick over Draco's lips. Draco opened his mouth as Harry's hand found the Slytherin's member, stroking him lightly. Draco moaned into Harry's mouth, the vibrations driving the Gryffindor crazy. It felt so right to be here with Draco. The memory of Meravi's phantom kiss was slowly drifting away. Harry quickly stripped and smirked, looming over Draco as the Slytherin gazed at Harry's body.

"Merlin…Harry…" Draco mumbled. Harry claimed Draco's mouth again, before trailing kisses down his chest. He kissed the top off Draco's erection, then ran his tongue up it. Draco flung his head back, muttered Harry's name under his breath.

"I love you Draco." Harry muttered before slowing him whole.

"OHMYFUCKINGGOD!" Draco nearly screamed. It didn't take long for Harry to send him over the edge with his talented mouth. Draco lay panting, with a strange smile on his face. "Wow." Was all he could say. Harry sat back, smirking.

"I hope you're not too tried." He muttered. "Because we're not done." Draco shuddered at the suggestive tone of Harry's voice. Harry kissed Draco again, Draco kissed back hungrily, determined to show he wasn't tired. Harry grinned into the kiss, slowly pushing himself inside Draco. Draco gasped, his whole body tense.

"You ok?" Harry asked, ceasing all movement. Draco just nodded. Harry slowly pulled out of Draco again, and then slid back in. They developed a rhythm, and soon Draco was pushing down to meet Harry's thrusts, moaning as white hot pleasure flooded him. Harry didn't know how much longer he could hold on. The sounds Draco was making were driving him crazy. Rhythm be damned, he thrust into Draco as hard as he could, calling out his name as he came. He collapsed on top of Draco, panting hard. He felt Draco's heart beating rapidly in his chest.

"I love you baby, you mean the world to me." Harry muttered.

"I couldn't live without you…you're…you're my Angel…" Draco panted, half purring. Harry had to suppress a chuckle. Draco sounded drunk, but the sentiment was there. As they both drifted off to sleep, neither of them noticed a small blue sphere of light emerge from Harry's chest, and travel over into Draco's.

Aww they finally bonded :)

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