Warning, this chapter is extremely graphic and rated a high M, no readers under age readers allowed...and if so, don't flame...you've all been warned, Enjoy

Harry and Draco were wandering the forest, the two cubs Lunte and Storm followed like Draco was their mother, and Draco would admit that he was if Harry ever asked.

But while Draco and the cub's minds were set on play, Harry was planning ways to train the cubs so they could help hunt in the wintery season.

"Harry love what's wrong?" asked Draco finding some soft grass to sit on as he watched his two 'children' chase a lone butterfly a crossed and around the tree's.

"I was just thinking," replied Harry and Draco raised an eyebrow in curiosity "about training them."

"Don't animals learn by play?" asked Draco and Harry nodded "then let them play while their still tiny, they'll learn but chasing larger prey soon."

Harry sighed "you sound like my mother."

"How so?" asked Draco.

"She's always telling my father that if I have to learn by doing and by mistakes, by getting down and dirty," replied Harry "and you reminded me of her just then."

"Do you miss her?" asked Draco softly.

"More then anyone else," replied Harry honestly "but I will never leave you, and if I leave you're coming with me."

Draco laughed softly "you will never have to force me to follow, even if you enter the deepest depths of eternal fire."

"There you go saying things in poetry again," sighed Harry and Draco look taken back "not that's it's a bad thing," Harry replied quickly "but every time you do something like that it just makes you seem more… not real."

Draco smirked as he pounced at Harry knocking him back with Draco on top, "does this seem unreal?" he placed a deep kiss on Harry's willing lips, his hips grinding against Harry's as he slid closer to him- this earned a gasp from Harry and Draco took full advantage of that with his tongue, plundering Harry's mouth as he dominated the kissed for several seconds before Harry naturally took control and Draco fell back into his comfortable routine of submissive.

They broke for air after what seemed to short a time in their bliss and Harry responded with a small breathy "no."

"Pardon?" questioned Draco and Harry chuckled.

"The answer to your question, no that felt very real," Harry laughed harder when Draco turned beet red and shied his face away by looking for the cubs, they had teamed together and caught the butterfly and were prancing back proudly to show their new 'mommy' there prize, completely oblivious to the events that had just happened.

"What do you have there Lunte?" asked Draco holding out his hand to the tiny female cub.

She placed the now dead butterfly in Draco's hand and he patted her proudly before turning his attention and praise to her brother "you did wonderfully."

Both cubs cocked their heads in curiosity and Draco smiled again as the bounded off after a leaf that was swirling to the ground thanks to a squirrel.

"I've never met a man with such a mothering gift," came Harry's voice breaking Draco's proud and alert gaze as he watched them run off again.

"It's in my nature," answered Draco the ease of explaining himself being almost automatic.

"Care to share my angel?" asked Harry pulling the smaller blond into his arms.

"Promise you won't laugh and poke fun?" asked Draco.

"I promise," replied Harry nuzzling Draco's neck.

"I'm a breeder," replied Draco "…a man with the capabilities of bearing and birthing children."

"I know what a breeder is;" replied Harry softly "is that why you ran?"

"Yes," replied Draco "my father was to marry me to a man, so I could be his…wife," Draco said the last word like it was a curse "the man I was to marry would have called me that. I've never seen him, all I know is that he is older then me…I don't even know how much older," the last part was a lie, Draco did know how much older Prince Harold was but he wasn't about to tell.

"I understand Angel," nuzzled Harry "I too am in an arrangement."

"Why did you leave?" questioned Draco.

"Much the reason you did…I left for a better life, for love, for choice, for freedom," answered Harry kissing Draco's neck "for you."

Draco blushed deeply and Harry kissed each rouge cheek, "I love you."

"And I too with all my heart," replied Draco, as the cubs came running back and nuzzled Draco giving little growl barks, and running several tree's away before running back and doing the same thing again.

"You really know how to break a mood," grumbled Harry, Draco smiled and kissed him.

"They must be hungry," said Draco rising from his spot and placing both cubs in the basket "are you coming?"

"Nah I think I'll do a bit of practicing," Harry kissed Draco again.

"Alright but be back for lunch," said Draco walking off towards the house, the basket holding the cubs as carefully as he could.

Harry sat under the tree thinking deeply, he knew in his heart and mind that he loved Draco, but knew he couldn't go back to his kingdom till after his seventeenth birthday for fear of being married off to another. Ripping some grass out of the earth he sighed, "I have to go back…but after I'm seventeen. Hopefully father will accept him, but he might disown me."

Brooding over his thoughts deeper he knew his father wouldn't disown him, his mother was rendered sterile because of the way he had been born, caesarean section was said to be very dangerous and the midwife was hired to make sure the family had no heirs, but James had refused to leave Lilly during birth and the midwife was hung as an example.

But accepting Draco would be a different story, sure Draco had said he was a lords son in the Malfoy court but if he doesn't marry the kingdoms princess, his father might he extremely opposed to any ties with that kingdom, and he might do the unthinkable in Harry's eyes and kill his Angel.

That was something Harry could never allow, angrily he rose and began some drills with a sword, best to take his anger out on random plants then chase his Angel away with his temper.

Draco arrived back at the cottage and headed straight to the cows, he milked one into a tray and the cubs lapped up the milk eagerly. Once their bellied were full then wobbled tiredly back to there basket and fell asleep on the soft blanket Draco had laid inside. Rising carefully he headed back to the house and proceeded to make lunch.

Harry had taught him how to smoke meat, so there was plenty for sandwiches on the fresh baked bread Draco was currently baking, it had risen nicely while he was out with Harry and the cubs and he just slid the pan into the oven.

The bread would be ready soon, so heading outside he gathered a tomato, lettuce, three carrots and a basket of apples.

Slicing up the tomato, carrots and two apples, he placed the apple and carrot slices on a separate plate while he sliced the freshly baked bread and filled it with tomato slices, lettuce and smoked meat. Placing a pitcher of milk on the table along with two cups and two plates, he sat silently waiting for Harry to return, the sun was almost at its highest point and Draco watched out the window from his seat.

He didn't have to wait long when the bushes parted and Harry came up the path, "yum I could smell that from the field," praised Harry, he loved it when Draco cooked and the blond was extremely pleased he could learn. It seemed natural for him to be by Harry's side sharing chores and other tasks they wanted done.

The two men ate heartily, not a word was spoken between them, but the silence was comfortable and they felt at ease just being in the company of the other.

Harry offered to do clean up as Draco fed the cubs the remainder of his glass of milk, "alright, I'm just going to be in the barn, I need to stretch Syfron's legs."

"Alright then, why don't you give me a few minutes and midnight and I will join you," replied harry and Draco smiled giving a nod.

"Come on Lunte, Storm, I'll introduce you to your new friends," ushered Draco and the two cubs raced ahead of him, Draco running playfully behind them.

Harry met up with Draco in the barn and they trotted off the cubs running behind the horses, Draco kept calling to them, training the cubs to at first stay behind the horses, and when they were bigger to take off in one direction and flush a large creature out for them to kill skin and use as food.

They raced long into dark, and eventually had to retire due to the inability to see, tucking in the cubs already asleep after a feeding and Draco made a light dinner while Harry made the tea. They ate their supper once again in silence before deciding to turn in for the night.

It was unusually hot that night, and both boys stripped down to undergarments, kicking off the warm fur blanket, Harry pulled Draco into his arms and began kissing his neck.

"H-Harry we can't," said Draco lightly pulling away from his lover.

"Draco we have the potions, and we've done everything else," said Harry downcast.

Lowering his eyes to the hem of his boxers he knew Harry was right, but a nagging in the back of his mind feared such contact.

"If you don't want to love we'll just sleep," said Harry cutting into Draco's thoughts.

Draco said nothing so Harry took off his glasses and extinguished the candle on his side, "no I'm ready," he said so lightly Harry neglected to hear, in one swift movement he climbed on top of his lover and kissed him deeply, Harry

While Harry eyes closed and almost blind due to the fact of no glasses, Draco leaned in close to him, nuzzling his nose just under Harry's ear before giving the sensitive skin behind the lobe a little lick, delighting in the shiver he got from his now open eyed lover.

"I do love you, and want nothing more then to make you happy," Draco all but purred the words.

Harry nearly whimpered, he hadn't seen Draco like this before, swiftly setting the glasses on his face he saw the blond Angel clearly now and there was no way he could be doing something like this so innocently, he was trying to seduce him. The thought only added to the heat pooling in his groin.

Harry pulled himself back and settled against the headboard, some how managing to keep from pouncing the smaller boy. Pouting, Draco sat up slowly, crawling towards Harry, slipping into his lap and wiggling around for a few moments before deciding he was comfortable, pressed tightly to Harry's hips, then leaning up, he smiled, the expression of innocence clashing with the little thrust he gave to grind teasingly against the bulge in the older boys pants.

Harry gave a moan, sweat already starting to form due to the hot summer's night, Draco's pale hands slid down between the two of them, letting it rub over Harry's trapped errection.

Harry arched his hips forward, grinding against Draco with more force, tipping his head back, Draco let out a soft moan, trying to press himself closer, "Nn, Harry… please. I want- I need you to touch me."

"then you need to lose some of your clothing," smirked Harry sliding the silken boxers off Draco lithe form, Draco helped by wiggling around a bit earning little moans from Harry in the process.

Finally bare, he reached for Harry's boxers, and slid them down. With a squeak, he suddenly found himself on his back, looking up at Harry and the predatory grin on his face.

Kicking off the last of his clothing, Harry settled over his love, leaning closer to nibble at the slender neck, shuttering as his cock brushed across Draco's, drawing a gasp and an arch from the younger boy. Chuckling Harry nipped at his neck, emerald eyes amused.

Draco as innocent as he was gave and impatient growl, thrusting his hips up harshly, lifting both hands to thread them deeply into Harry's midnight hair. Satisfied only after he earned a groan, he rolled his hips in a gentler movement, purring pleasurably.

"Please… I ache…won't you make it go away?" pleaded Draco.

Harry reached to the side table and grabbed the lubricant, generously coating his fingers he carefully inserted one into Draco, kissing him deeply to distract him from the pain.

Draco withered around the finger, tightening and loosening the muscles in an attempt to adjust, it was strange yet pleasurable, and soon Harry inserted a second, and shortly after a third.

Draco whimpered lightly in the back of his throat as the third finer slid into him, it hurt a bit and he found himself wiggling to get comfortable. Harry's fingers brushed up against something inside him, and he saw stars, purring out his moans.

Harry nearly came at that sound alone, pulling the fingers out, but not before hitting that spot again, he aligned himself with Draco and thrusted in, moving against his Angel, thrusting gently in and out. "Since you asked so nicely…" leaning down, he kissed a line over Draco's neck, revelling in the feel and smell of his Draco, thrusting in and out against the smaller boy.

Draco kept his fingers buried in Harry's hair, crying out with each thrust, tipping his head back while arching up. Finally, he was getting what he wanted… and nothing he ever imagined could compare to the touch of another, heated flesh touching heated flesh.

"Ahh-! H-Harry… More please…harder!"

His breath caught, lifting his head slightly to look down at the smaller form half writing under him. Maybe the Gods weren't mocking him after all…perhaps he was just too stubborn to accept a gift when one came to him like a dream. With a growl, he began moving, setting a quick, needy pace.

Harry watched his Angel, gritting his teeth. It was hard enough to control himself around Draco…there was no way he was going to last long moving with him, listening to such sounds coming from him. Dipping his head down, he nibbled along Draco's throat, pausing here and there to suck and bite at the pale skin, leaving claiming marks.

Thrusting harder at Draco's request, he tipped his head closer to Harry's and moved his lips as close to his ear as he could, trying, and failing, to keep his breathing under control. Arching against him, he let out the most beautiful moan, shivering. "Harry…"

The world was crumbing, exploding, exploding, imploding and melting; nothing existed but each other and their bliss. Stiffening, he shuddered, thrusting hard into Draco as he reached him climax, unable to keep his body under control anymore.

"Ah…Draco- fuck!"

Draco withered around Harry as his seed filled him deeply, both dropped to the bed Harry lovingly pulled out of Draco kissing every inch of his face, only pulling away after Draco had relaxed back to the bed, he slipped up the trembling form to pull him close, settling down onto the mattress with a sigh. Draco turned to snuggle up close to his lover, still shivering with the after effects of his orgasm, pressing his face close to Harry's chest. It was nice to finally feel satisfied. Sated, warm... and tired. Sighing in content as Harry pulled the sheets up, he smiled, closing his eyes, as Harry wrapped his arms securely around his Angel, letting his own eyes close. Just the thought sent a tingle through his tired body.

With both their eyes closed, neither of them noticed the faint, white light sparkling around Draco's abdomen.