Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
October 30, 1991
I feel like I'm attending the wrong school. All of my classes are too easy. The concepts of their magic is somehow wrong to me. They taught me to use magic for basically everything. The way wizards and witches use their magic or at least access their magic does not make much sense to me either. Why would you need a wand to get access to your own magic. Sure I get that wand is the conductor but really. They seemed to imply that it is the only way to go. I kept my silent on my wandless usage of magic. No need to call for more unwanted attentions.
It will be Hallow eve tomorrow. The same nostalgic feeling crept into me once more. I have not decided whether or not to attend the Halloween feast. Why the magicians celebrate Halloween instead of Hallow eve precedes me. It will be the 10th anniversary of my parents death. I will surely send two boats of light along the lake for them. The visions will also come tomorrow night. I'm as eager as apprehensive. Eager for the forewarned but scared as well. Life is not all sunshine and flowers after all.
The morning of October 31 was eerie in silent. All of nature was in a state of apathy. Harry awoke to the feeling of nothingness. Around him all of the castle's occupants missed not a beat of their normal activities. Their moods were amplified with upbeat emotions instead. They seemed not to notice the eerie silent of the world around them.
Harry sat in Defense Against The Dark Arts class in boredom and silent apprehension. His strong connection to magic gave him foreboding feelings. Professor Quirrell was stuttering away with lecture about vampire. Harry only half listened as his mind busied itself with coming up to get Neville to blush maybe even Draco.
"W..w..what are y..y...your t...t..thought on v...v..vampire m..Mr. P..Potter?" Quirrell's annoying stuttering destroyed Harry's train of thoughts on how adorable Draco would look like if he blush like Neville. His eyes snapped to the professor a bit too fast but he contemplated by a slow blink as he search his mind for a reply.
"I think vampires are creepy" His matter of fact tone cause the whole class to laugh. Harry let a small smirk adorned his face for a fraction of a second. The class continue on without a hitch. After lunch Harry and the rest of his classmates made their way to their Charm class. The objective of the day was to use the levitation spell. Harry mentally groan at the simple task. Levitation have got to be the easiest thing to do.
'I wonder if I can fly using this charm. Now that's a thought!' He felt much more cheerful after that thought. He quicken his steps as he walk though the door's thresh hole. His shoulder gazed another and he reflexively turned his head side way. 'Draco'
His eyes locked with silver irises. A jolt of electricity current ran through him. The think essence of Draco power washed over him and his breath hitched. He subconsciously noticed the blond shivered ever so slightly but was to focused on what he was feeling at the moment to analyze it. Harry turned slightly to face Draco and their naked hands touched. Draco breathe hitched and he shivered more noticeably. The glazed look on Draco eyes made Harry came to a quick resolve. He swiftly took hold of Draco's hand and pulled the boy to two vacant seats. He seated the boy down on one and sat on the other. The two seats were located on the far back of the room. This room was designed in a stadium-like sittings.
The essence of Draco power hummed in his veins. Harry stared into Draco eyes and patiently wait for the glaze of his eyes to clear. He dared not to touch the boy anymore than necessary. This was not the place for experiment, especially on this specific day; Hallow Eve.
After a long moments later, Draco eyes finally focused and the glaze dispersed. He blinked. His eyes focused on the beautiful emerald orbs at were patiently gazing at him. He cleared his throat with a hand over his mouth and looked away in an attempt to distract the raven hair boy from noticing his small blush. Harry eyes gave nothing away as he turned his gaze back quickly.
"What happened back there, Potter?" Draco said. His voice hushed as he leaned in, his head to the side of Harry's left cheek. So close to him, Draco could once again breathe in the wonderful aroma of snow and peonies. There was another scent that he could not name, something warm and inviting.
The proximity caused Harry to close his eyes and he reflexively inhale deeply. A wonderful scent of mint and almond nearly caused him to moan in approval. He daringly leaned closer and whisper in Draco ear.
"Meet me tonight by the lake and find out, Draco" he almost purred. He pulled back and deliberately gazed their cheeks together. The soft caressed cause them both the shiver.
Charm class proceeded without a hitch except for many fail attempts at executing the levitation spell with on kid explosion and the anamorphic interaction between Ron and Hermione.
"Mr. Potter, why are you not attempting to cast the spell?" professor Flitwick said with a small frown.
Harry gazed at the professor face with neutral eyes. He mentally debated whether he should just simply tell the feather to fly and watch the professor reaction or do it the normal wizard way. Decided to not make a scene, he gracefully picked up his wand and swish, flick. He intended to say the incantation out loud but his lips would not move. The feather float elegantly in the air.
"Oh my, Mr. Potter! You just cast a wordless spell," the small man gasped. His words too high pitched to be normal. At the professor outburst, the entire class stopped what they were doing and focused on Harry. Their expression flabbergasted, amazed, jealous, and hero worshiped. Harry scan his classmates face and gave them an annoyed glare.
"Quit staring, it's quite rude" his tone icy and hard. The students scrambled to look away. Beside him, Draco unsuccessfully covered up a laugh. A few unnatural chuckles vibrated from the back of his throat. Harry turned side way. Draco looked up and their eyes locked. Draco lips twitched before he bit his bottom lip to suppress his laughter. A dark glint flashed across Harry's eyes. He cunningly glazed the back of his hand along Draco hand. The boy gasped and shivered. Harry swiftly looked away and pretended innocent with perfect conviction.
His other hand clinched under the table to level his reaction to the small caress. Harry spoke in a calm tone.
"Better get to it, Malfoy" He eyes shifted a side way glance before he continue. "Unless that is, you require my help." His lips lifted ever so slightly in challenge.
The nonverbal challenge was received. Draco clinched his teeth together and gave Harry an evil eye. His mind flashed back to what Harry did and decided to go for it.
"Actually, I do want your help." Draco suppressed a satisfying smirk at the surprised look on Harry's face. The two stare at each others, eyes searching.
"You do?" Harry inquired. Draco raised an eyebrow in challenge. 'I bet you can't teach' was implied.
Harry gave him an amused smile before he lean close to Draco. His chair magically glided with him, unnoticed by all. Draco was too busy dealing with the close proximity of their face. Their cheeks side by side. Harry eyes focused on Draco wand and the hand that held it. He move his arm forward and his fingertips gazed along Draco's wand, then to his fingers and finally let rested his hand over Draco's.
"Do you feel your magic when you cast a spell, Malfoy? Do you feel the warmth from the dept of your heart. The consuming feeling of euphoria that threaten to melt away your physical form. The power the run through your veins like hot ice every time a spell is cast. It runs down your arms and filtered through your wand bringing your intent and do your will upon release."
Harry's voice was soft and alluring. He spoken in hushed tone so only Draco can hear. The boy beside him was lost to the world. He abandoned everything and lost himself to Harry's enchanting voice. He looked for his magical core and the flow of power within him. He was becoming hyper aware of the wonderful aroma that Harry naturally emit and the feminine feel of him. His skin became hyper sensitive to the touch of Harry's breath and the wonder warmth from their close proximity.
"Make it fly, Draco. Say it, will it, feel it" Harry voice whispered into Draco ears and his hand clenched down on Draco's wand hand locking it in place. Draco hand struggled to get free but was unsuccessful. His eyes opened slowly to catch Harry's gaze, questioning.
"Your voice, Draco. Let your magic weaved in with your voice and command that feather to fly"
Their eyes remained locked in an intense silent. Harry broke eyes contact first as he gaze at the fragile feather that was laying innocently on the table. Draco eyes followed.
"Such a thing is not possible"
"You took up my offer to help you, Malfoy. I willingly sharing my own form of magic with you."
He turned back and the two locked eyes once more. His hold on Draco hand tighten. His eyes growing colder by the seconds. Draco broke eyes contact to hide his reaction and stare at the feather. He gave Harry a small nod after a while. His apology.
"Tsk" Harry hissed in frustration. Draco looked back with a solemn expression.
"I..."
"Feather, Fly!" voice hard but not exceeding over whisper.
Draco watched in amazement as the feather shoot up and fly around the two of them. His eyes followed the soaring feather for a moment before his mind calmed down and he turned his gaze back the to boy beside him. His flinched at the sight of cold hard emerald orbs. Before he could say anything the bell sounded, indicating the ending of class. He turned to face the front and quickly turned back to Harry but the boy was gone. The awareness of sudden lost consumed him and he felt cold and insignificant.
The Halloween feast was commencing in full swing. Loud noises bombarded Harry's hearing as he silently consume his meal. A light absent minded look gazed his eyes is anyone care enough to search his eyes. Harry did not intended to be here but was dragged by his usually timid friend, Neville. Food taste better in company he said. The 'I don't trust you alone this night' was implied.
"Troll, troll in the dungeon! Just thought I let you know"
Harry looked up in time to catch the fake fall of the faking unconscious man. He watched enough TV dramas to know the different.
'How fake is that?' Harry listened with half an ear to Bumblebee's instructions. His eyes scanned the Griffindor table for his friends.
'Hermione is not here' He was quick to stop a female classmate and asked inquire if she know Hermione current location. After a few negative answers, he received the needed information from a Hufflepuff girl by the name of Abbott, Hannah. His first thoughts were to go find her but he hesitated. He forced himself to calm down. After a few moment, he succeeded. He physically followed the crowed of students toward the Griffindor tower as his mind worked at sonic speed to form a plan.
He looked up and a splash of inspiration hit him at the sight of Hogwarts banner.
'Hogwarts, I require your assistant. I need a tool to get Hermione Granger safely to Griffindor common room.'
There was a wave of power that swirled around him. It was gone in a flash. His mind came back to reality and he found himself walking through the thresh hole of Griffindor common room. There was a pop sound and a creature appeared with a distraught looking Hermione in tole. She looked scared and on the verge of hyperventilating. Harry was quick to closed the distant between them and brought the girl into his arms. The creature was about to relocate when Harry voiced his puzzlement.
"What are you, different being?"
The creature looked startled at Harry's attention. It swarmed under Harry's gaze.
"I is house elf, Master Potter"
"A house elf? Do you have a name?"
"Master Potter wish to know my name?" the creature was giving Harry an adoring look and it's legs began to hop in place.
"Yes, I wish to know your name so I can properly thank you for bringing Hermione to the tower"
"Master Potter is so kind! I name is Bambi. Yes it is!"
"Bambi." Harry gave into an amusement smile thinking of the Disney classic Bambi.
"Alright then Bambi. This Potter legacy thank you for bring Hermione Granger here. What is your request as a reward?"
By the end of Harry sentence, big fat tears were falling form the elf eyes. It came and kneel at Harry's feet and gazed at him adoringly.
"Bambi no want reward. He only want to serve Master Potter. Bambi do!"
Harry studied the house elf for a moment. He begun to open his mouth to answer but his gaze was distracted to the crowed of nosy witnesses around them. He turned back to the hopeful looking Bambi and gave him a quiet reply.
"I will call for you later tonight. You may leave for now, Bambi"
A slight disappointed looked gazed his eyes before it was quickly dominated by abundant hope. Bambi popped away after a low bow toward Harry.
Hermione had fallen at sleep in Harry's arms by the time he turned his attention back to her. He gave her a few gentle shake to confirm her state of conscious before he let out a sigh and turned his gaze back to the crowd of Griffindor.
"Is there a reason why you people were watching us like zoo animals on display?" Harry said with a harden tone. He did not wait for their reply but turned his back to them and made his way to his room.
"Where are you going with the girl?"
"Yeah, you can't take her to the boy's dormitory"
His step halted but he did not turn to face them.
"What are you trying to imply?" his tone could freeze fire.
The hall was silent, only a few sounds of ruffling fabric vibrate the air. Harry let the tension heighten for a long moment before he resumed his steps and continued on his way. The sound of his foot steps rebounding eerily from the stone floor on the silent, tension filled atmosphere.
"Happy Hollow Eve, everyone" the sound of his quiet voice vibrated in the silent room as his form disappear from view into the shadow. There was also a few chuckles that no one dared to analyze.
Draco did not know what had compel him to branched out from the crowed of students on their way to the dungeon after the troll announcement to his and Harry's rendezvous point. He made his way toward the lake's bank and seated himself under a conveniently placed tree. He occupied his mind by going over the event in Charm class between himself and Harry Potter. Simple touches that ignited abundant of strong emotions. The mysterious use of magic. The wonderful feminine scent and voice. His mine boggled at the whirlwind of 'what if' thoughts.
So lost within the confinement of his mind, he did not notice the descending darkness of the world around him. His vision failed. He could see nothing but darkness. There was no sight of the hands that he had maneuvered in front of his face. His world had become darkness. He dared not make a sound for he was afraid that any sound he made would summon something he dared not think about. He gulped his fearful fright.
'Where is he!' he mentally screamed. His body curled up in itself. A mantra began to form in his mind.
'I was not tricked. He will be here soon.' the two sentences were played over and over again in his mind.
For an uncounted amount of time later, there was a light. The illumination behind his eyelids made Draco open his eyes. He scanned his surrounding once more and quickly found the source. His ears twitched to hear any sound. His body stilled like a stone statue. There were sounds of soft footsteps on earthen ground. The slight ruffles of fabric. The wind made its entrance and wafted the scent of snow and peonies to his nose. His heart picked up.
'He's here!' he dared not move from his location. The light his becoming stronger. The distance between them waning.
"Draco?"
Draco nearly moan at the beautiful voice.
"I am here, Potter" his own voice sounded harsh and ugly to his ears. As the sentence left him, he silently wondered why he did not feel the will to speak his first name.
Not long after, sight returned to Draco once more. His eyes was focused intensely on Harry's lithe form. The boy was holding what looked like an oriental paper lantern and had a leather bag that hung at his hip with the sash across his torso. His uniform was replaced by an oversize cream cashmere sweater and form fitting gray jean legging. His feet were adorned with off white shin length flat leather boots.
"Draco, I'm so glad you're here," Harry said as he came close to Draco seated form and set down the lantern. He rumbled in this bag and pulled out a comfortable and warm looking blanket. Without a word, he swung the blanket over the two of them. He moved closer to Draco and wrapped his arms around him.
"W..What are you doing?" Draco silently cursed himself for stuttering.
"Sharing body heat, what does it look like?"
"You can't just go and hug people"
"You're not just people, Draco"
"..." Draco 'tsk' and looked away. As his body regained heat, he became hyper aware of the humming foreign power that ran through his vein.
"How are you doing this? What are you doing to me?"
Harry basted himself in Draco essence of power and emotions. It was wonderful. He unconsciously nuzzled into the crook of Draco's neck. He took in the wonderful scent of almond-mint and could not help but sigh in pleasure. At the sound of Draco questions, he had to force himself to listen.
"hm..I don't know, but it is wonderful" another sigh.
'Don't know?'
"Draco...I had always been able to use magic. I have a connection, an intimate connection. Magic, magic is what is happening."
Harry lifted his head from Draco's shoulder to meet Draco's eyes. The two of them were lost in each other depths of eyes.
"Magic?"
"Yes"
Draco's eyes closed and he let out a sigh. Harry followed his lead and laid his head back on Draco's shoulder. He was now seated on Draco's lap. His arms around around Draco's back.
"Will you tell me about this connection?"
"I don't mind as long as you will tell no other" harry felt Draco nod. He pulled back again and the two locked eyes. His hand lifted up, pinky and thumb alone stood.
"I want you to swear it"
Draco gave him a puzzling look as he raised an brow. Harry use his other hand to capture Dracos' and fold his finger to match his.
He hooked their pinky together.
"Lock"
Then he pressed their thumb together.
"Stamp"
He unfold their hands and pressed them together.
"Copy"
Harry smile at the exceeding puzzlement look on Draco's face.
"Isn't it a bit backwards?"
Harry chuckled.
"Well, yes! But you have to look at it this way. Lock is to agree. Stamp is to make it official. And Copy is to activate through our magic."
Draco pondered. A short while later he gave Harry his own smile and nodded.
"So, a promise?"
Draco smirked. "Alright"
The process was quick to finish but their magics was humming in the air around them. Harry moaned on Draco's neck as his body automatically suck in the excess power.
"What's wrong?"
"..hm..Your magic, it is so wonderful"
"What do you mean?"
"I...I'm not sure how to explain it."
"Try"
"I'm magic sensitive. I can feel the abundant of power here. The castle is excessive of it. Every breath I take is like eating warm soup on a cold winter day after I come back from the cold out doors. And then there are the magicians. They emit power with every breath they take. It is more when they perform spells. The excess energy do not go back to them. It lingers in the air. Slowly, it would be absorb into the earth and plants but it process is long."
Draco remained quiet for a long time.
"That would mean that you have unlimited access to power as long as you live around wizards and witches."
"Yes" Harry was about to tell him that nature itself have a form of magic but he refrained.
"I, I don't know what to say"
"It is quite mind boggling."
"Quite"
Another moment of silent.
"Draco, would you do something with me?"
"What is it?"
He hesitated. "Its. Its my parents death anniversary today."
"..."
"I came here with the intent to send away boats of lighted lantern" Harry pulled out two intricately painted paper lanterns, two paper boats made of thick parchment, and two candles from his shoulder bag. Draco studied the objects then turned back to Harry.
"Would you show me?"
Harry nodded. A smile adorned his face and his eyes twinkled. Harry showed him how to put together the final product and light the lantern.
"There! Now we say our silent wishes or conversation and cast it away to sea. Well, that's the gist of it anyway. Any body of water will work"
The two said their payers and cast the two boats away. They watched in silent fascination at the sight of light and darkness until the two light passed their line of vision. As the light finally lost to them, the sky seemed to glow. The two looked up, amazed by the sight of the moon. Harry heart jumped at a sudden thought.
'Oh no!' His eyes glance side way at the boy beside him. His body began to tingle.
"D..Draco, I need you to make another promise"
Draco gave him a questioning look. His eyes searching the slightly distressed emerald orbs. He nodded.
"Promise that what you are about to see will not be given by you in any form of communication to another sentient being; also, you will not record this knowledge down anywhere. Promise"
"I promise" He said slowly. His hand made the initiation for their contract. Lock, Stamp, Copy. It is finished.
"Thank you" Harry closed the distant between them and kiss Draco's cheek.
Draco froze. His breath died and eyes widen and heart erratic. Then harry pulled back but he was no longer harry.
"Y...you're a g..girl," he whispered. 'A very pretty girl' his mind offered.
The now female Potter blushed and nodded, eyes shied away. Draco silently study her. Long silky raven hair that cascaded down her back. The same mesmerizing emerald eyes with fuller lashes. Plump cupid bow lips, small high nose, high aristocratic cheek bones and a sweet, heart shaped face. A lithe body that looked too delicate and fragile, especially with the oversized sweater.
"Draco, quit staring"
'The voice of an angel! My angel' A possessive feeling implied him. He saw his hands moved the cup her face. His thumb caressed her cheeks. He can feel the blood in his veins warmed at the simple thought of having her. He wanted her. This girl. She will be his mate.
He stilled. His mind froze at the word 'mate.'
'Did I really thought that?'
"Draco?"
"huh? Oh, I'm sorry. I'd just thought of something weird" 'inhumane'
She smiled. "Of course you would think of something weird. It's not everyday you witness a gender transformation under the moonlight on Hallow ever"
He gave her a shaking smile.
"So, do you have a name?"
"Oh! Pardon me. My name is Trianna Lilith Potter. Charmed"
"Trianna" his voice caressed her name.
"It is a beautiful name. Greek for pure. Also mean gracious and noble" He lifted her hand to his lips and kiss her knuckles. His lips lingered for longer than necessary.
"It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Draco Lucius Malfoy."
Trianna could not help but blush prettily.
"So, are you really a girl or a boy?"
Trianna gave him a deadpanned look. 'Way to ruin the mood'
"I'm a girl. Harry is just the mask. I cannot be me until certain conditions are meet."
"And those would be?"
Trianna raised a brow.
"You don't expect me to give away all me secret now would you?"
Draco sigh.
"Of course not."
Trianna smirked.
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