A/N; Thanks for the reviews! You guys finally get some action in this chapter! Enjoy it because after this, it might be a couple chapters before you get more… Depending on your reviews I suppose, but that's the way I have it planned. Any suggestions for the fic? I'm open, but please don't flame!
Another two days had passed since the… incident, as Harry was fond of calling it, in the Great Hall and he was feeling weaker than he could ever remember having felt.
He knew it must be because he needed blood but his stubbornness prevented him from going to see the Slytherin. He assumed that Malfoy felt the need as strongly as he did, and only prayed that he wasn't as willful as himself.
In the dungeons, Draco was fairing even worse than Harry was. He had started to shake with suppressed need and it was all he could do not to run the dozens of floors to the Gryffindor dorms.
The main reason he hadn't already rushed there was because his logic told him that even if he could find the portrait, he didn't know the password.
Wearily, he dragged himself out of his dorm and started on his way to the Headmasters office, hoping to get the Gryffindor password out of him.
When he got there, he got the password on the first guess – sugar mice – and went up the spiral staircase. He knocked and without waiting for an answer, walked in.
He found a whole room of people he didn't know and they were all stopped and looking nervously at him. He didn't know how to react to this, so he just shifted feet uncomfortably and looked around for the Headmaster.
"Erm sir," he started, unsure of himself, "May I please have the Gryffindor password?"
Chorus' of 'What!" and outraged laughter pierced through the silence but Dumbledore quickly silenced them and responded "Of course, my boy"
He leaned over and whispered in his ear "Abstinence".
Draco could do nothing else but glare at him for the awkward choice in password and walk, unsteadily, out of the room as he once again heard chaos erupt.
After several attempts of finding the common room, he finally stumbled upon the fat lady. As soon as he saw her, he knew it was what he was looking for.
He said the password through gritted teeth and stumbled in. Thankfully, he noticed that the dorms were placed quite similarly to those in Slytherin house.
He assumed that, like in his own house, the boys dorms were to the left, and was mercifully, correct. He found the seventh year's dorm and pushed inside.
He found Harry asleep on his bed, in the fetal position and whimpering slightly, with a frown on his face. Even though he was upset, Harry still made a beautiful sight and Draco reached out to brush a strand of hair off his face. At this, Harry stirred and blurrily opened his eyes.
Draco could see the recognition in his eyes, even though he knew he must appear blurry to him without his glasses on. He heard Harry mutter a soft "Oh thank Merlin", but immediately seemed to regret it when Draco smiled.
As happy as Draco was that he wanted him there, there was still the matter of the feeding to attend to.
Harry. Not being half awake, stood up to accept the peace for his stomach that Draco's neck was currently offering.
As with the time before, Draco leaned down to feed first. He smelled Harry and in that moment, decided he would never feed off another. Harry scent was just to intoxicating, to right. He couldn't get enough of it and continued his path down his neck, labeling the smell 'Harry'.
This time, he decided to go a bit further and licked down the length of his collar bone. Now, he loved a good collar bone just as much as the next guy, but this was getting ridiculous. He had a new found obsession with it.
Soon, he found a good spot and went to work suckling it, before his fangs burst through his gums and sank into the already bruising flesh. He felt Harry's hands in his hair, tugging at his scalp and took that as an encouragement.
He started to suck harder and when he did this, Harry fell onto the bed taking Draco with him. He was now on top of the darker haired boy, their bodies aligned. He briefly thought he felt Harry's hard on rub up against his own, but had to be sure, he told himself.
He moved his hips on top of the others again and felt a jolt, on top of the feeling that feeding brought with it, he was surprised he hadn't cum in his pants already.
They now had a constant groin to groin contact and it was breathtaking. Around this time, Draco had taken his fill of blood and licked the wound closed.
The look on Harry's face was quite possibly the most erotic thing he had ever seen. His pupils were dilated with lust, he was writhing beneath him for more, and his usual shag me hair was now even more ruffled.
Draco bent his head to the side in offering and Harry quickly took advantage of it. Draco felt the others fangs soon sink into already damp with sweat skin, and couldn't help grinding his crotch into Harry's in appreciation.
They were both loving every second of this meeting. Harry was finished in what seemed like no time and closed the two small holes in his neck but they were still unsatisfied and now frantically rubbing against each other, breathing hard, when Harry surprised both of them and pulled Draco down for a kiss.
As soon as their lips touched, they wanted to scream. The feeling was like nothing they had ever experienced. Somewhere in Draco's mind, beneath the passion, he realized they must have been mates. The sensations were too intense from a mere kiss for them not to be.
Draco could taste his own blood on Harry's tongue and found it to be an extreme turn on. Soon they were both cumming in their trousers and the force of it made them pass out afterwards.
Draco's last thought before he succumbed to darkness was that he had to wake up before Harry.
Tbc…