yay! another chapter!! i love you guys. that took like no time at all; good thing i already had the next chapter, or i would have had to wait until i wrote it, when i promised it sooner! that likely didn't make any sense. sorry.
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"You are being foolishly stubborn, student mine. To bond with him will not take your gifts from you. It is when you mate with one not your life mate that the gifts leave you. And that is at any time, not just before the bond. But denying your mate will only hurt you both. Without the bond, he will be very sensitive to anything that could be considered rejection, and very prone to irrational depression. Do you want to do that to him?"
"No, teacher. I'm just scared. What if-"
"I told you he was your true life mate, and you felt the connection when you touched him. You know I'm right. So face your fear, and come out better for it. Or do you want to be crippled by your fears all your life."
"Eh, teacher, I don't know why you bother asking me questions, the answer is always no."
"Then face it, and face him. You know he's dreamed about it as often as you have, since Walkers share dreams with their life mates."
"Teacher, if this is known, then why is there nothing about it in any book?" His teacher winked at him.
"Well, it keeps the young Walkers from going out and playing the tomcat, now don't it? If you think you'll loose the gifts, you'll be more cautious about finding your mate, not just thinking it's the first person you see what you're attracted to." Draco nodded, and the scene started to fade out. "You must bring him to meet me at some point, student mine. Not soon though, there are other things you could be doing first . . .." Draco laughed at the older man's rather feeble joke, waking with a large smile playing across his face.
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His first conscious sensation was a gentle hand tracing feather-light patterns on his bare abdomen. Opening his eyes, he looked up into a pair of brilliant green eyes watching him adoringly. "Hey. Had a nice nap?" a soft voice inquired. He nodded sleepily, turning to bury his face against the other boy, holding him tightly. A soft chuckle vibrated in his chest, resonating similar to his contented purr, soothing all Draco's worries away. They lay there for a while, enjoying each other's nearness, then Draco's stomach rumbled loudly, causing him to blush, and Harry to laugh. "You've slept past lunch, and tea too. It's no wonder you're hungry." Grumbling under his breath, Draco stretched over Harry, and touched the call-plaque.
"Cans Tully be getting yous anything, Master Draco sir?"
"You can fetch us something to eat." The elf popped out, coming back almost immediately with two large plates of food, setting them both on the small table in the corner.
"House-elves knew yous be hungry, Master Draco sir. And you's mother say yous must eats at table unless it's breakfast, Master Draco sir," she added once she saw the look on his face. Draco sighed, knowing that it was useless trying to argue with his mother's orders. He may legally be the head of the household since Lucius' imprisonment, but the elves were loyal to Narcissa before him, as she was the lady of the house. Seeing the look on his mate's face, Harry summoned the table to the bed, and shifted things so they could recline on the bed and still eat from the table.
"There. And we're still at the table." The elf gave him a disapproving look, but said nothing.
"Harry," Draco said hesitantly a few minutes later, "Did I kidnap you from anything important? Do you need to get back and meet anyone?" Harry frowned thoughtfully.
"The Weasleys will be there tomorrow afternoon, but I can wait until evening and just say that I was wandering around and they must have missed me. I had a couple things I wanted to do, but it shouldn't take too long. So, say I head to Diagon after lunch tomorrow, meet you at the Leakey Cauldron at 7?" At Draco's confused look, he added, "So I can explain things to them. I won't have you guys fighting this year, Draco." Draco nodded reluctantly; he so enjoyed taunting Harry's friends, but he knew his mate wouldn't stand for it.
"How 'bout I meet you at 8? That gives you plenty of time to explain before I get there." Harry nodded contentedly. He'd agree to just about anything Draco wanted, so long as it made sense to him.
After dinner, Harry rearranged the room again and returned everything to it's original state, then curled up against Draco, fully prepared to merely cuddle until his mate was ready for more, but Draco tugged gently on his hair until he raised his head, and kissed him again, licking against his lips, wordlessly asking him to take control again. Harry raised an eyebrow at him.
"You sure?" Draco nodded.
"I'll tell you if you start to scare me again." Harry nodded, and kissed him fiercely, rolling Draco onto his back so that he could properly reach all of him. Draco slid a hand into Harry's hair, sliding his thumb around the outside of his ear, pulling his mate up against him, enjoying the feel of his warm body on his own. Pulling back slightly, Harry started licking Draco's face, washing it as a cat would, his tongue faintly rough -though not as rough as a true cat's tongue. He moved -alternately licking and sucking- down his neck to his collarbone, which he traced before moving on, spending long moments worshipping each part of his mates body -intimately, but being extremely careful not to overwhelm him.
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i know this one is a little short, but the main point is that harry would do anything draco wanted, pretty much. and the next part is the conversation with harry's friends, and i didn't want to put those two together. sorry i havn't had time to go back through and add detail, i've had alot of family issues lately. and while some of them have been resolved -though not in a manner i would have chosen- the rest are kinda here to stay for a long while, or at least i hope so. don't feel like going into why. if you need to know, you likely already do. if not -shrugs- oh well.
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next chappie in 15 more reviews, and i'll have the rest of it re-edited by then.