Chapter Nine:

Naked As We Came

A/N: Please read, review and enjoy! This chapter is just a quick short one that I felt was necessary somewhere between the last chapter and the next one, enjoy it anyway! =D

She says "Wake up, it's no use pretending"

I'll keep stealing, breathing her.

Birds are leaving over autumn's ending

One of us will die inside these arms

Eyes wide open, naked as we came

One will spread our ashes 'round the yard.

"Harry, you do know you don't have to babysit her," Draco scolded lightly, his arms were currently slung around Harry's front side as the brunette leaned his back against his chest, Draco was sitting against the trunk of a large tree.

They were watching Kearia playing in a clearing in the Black Forest. She had grown quite a bit in the past four days; the spikes on her tail had sharpened considerably, her eyes were more fierce and hungry than before, her mane was a beautiful golden stream and her hooves were now hardened and quick. She no longer yelped but growled instead, or roared, hissed or even purred when she was happy. Harry had grown just as attached to her as he had Draco, if not more. He didn't like letting the Chimaera out of his sight, even though she was nearly fullgrown and double the size of themselves at this point.

"I know...but I'm just worried she'll get lost if we don't keep an eye on here," Harry sighed, he sported a breath-taking smile as he watched Kearia jumping around happily. Draco loved the affection he felt between the two, but he couldn't help but keep his focus mainly on Harry.

"She knows who her Mother is indefinitely at this point, and Chimaera's have a very keen sense of smell and she would be able to find you in a split second," Draco explained wearily, he did think, however, that Harry babied the creature way too much for its own good. He was even feeding her, which she could do on her own as she demonstrated the day after she was born, but why do the work when somebody else was willing to do it for you?

"Hmm...I guess you're right," Harry sighed heavily and leaned fully now into Draco, he had a hand placed on the blonde's thigh and the other one was wrapped around the hand on his chest hanging loosely. "Y'know, I'm kinda scared to go back. There's probably been so many rumours...The Daily Prophert articles must have been insane with speculation,"

"They probably still are," Draco muttered darkly, absolutely loathing all of those articles that had ever been printed about him and his family in that wretched pathetic excuse for a newspaper.

"And Ron and Hermione...what are they going to say about us? For that matter, what am I gonna tell them? Oh hey guys, sorry I've been gone so long...got ourselves pretty lost out there, oi but we are dating now! Just thought you should know," Harry sighed again, he definitely wasn't looking forward to that part.

"So that's it then? We are dating? I am the famous Harry Potter's boyfriend?" Draco teased gently, not that he minded in the least. He actually liked the sound of it.

"Er, if you want to be," Harry shuffled uneasily in his seat now, but Draco held him firmly against him.

"Of course I want to be, I do not think I have ever wanted anything more in my life...asides from a nice, hot shower right about now," Draco added in with a grin, Harry elbowed him slightly in the gut. "What? We have not properly bathed in ages! Look at my hair! It's all....greasy and gross, like Snape's! And look at my skin! My complexion has most definitely gotten itself ruined after years of careful consideration because of a couple of months of mud and dirt caked in it," Draco huffed.

Harry chuckled, "You're such a pounce,"

"Yeah, takes one to know one,"

"Oi, shove off," Harry elbowed him again, causing Draco to cough and glare down at the back of his head before squeezing him tightly in his arms.

"Harry?" Draco asked seriously after a moments pause.

"Hmm?"

"What was it like growing up for you? I mean, you know everything about my own childhood,"

Harry stilled in his lovers arms, his eyes dropped from Kearia and he tensed. "You know I lived with Muggles, right?"

"Of course, everybody knows that,"

"Yeah well...they weren't the nicest sorts of Muggles. They didn't tell me I was a Wizard, they told me my parents died in a car crash. They...well, wanted to squash the magic out of me growing up but they just couldn't. I didn't know a thing about magic until the day Hagrid came to collect me on my Eleventh birthday. I-I used to live in a cupboard under the stairs...it really wasn't so bad. As long as I kept to myself, everything was just fine," Harry sighed, he hated thinking about the Dursley's because he knew he didn't have to go back to them. That summer was supposed to be the last one he spent there, but obviously he had spent it elsewhere faraway from the Dursley's and Little Whinging.

"A cupboard?! What? But you're Harry Potter! And you didn't know magic....oh...Merlin's beard! If I had known this six years ago...!!!"

"You'd have used it against me," Harry cut him off easily, Draco made a sound to protest but Harry held up his hand, "Don't worry, I know it's different now and I know for sure that that's what you would've done. Don't worry about it, alright?" he sighed. "I just don't want to talk about the Dursleys, they're foul Muggles that I never have to see again,"

"They best be lucky that I never run into them," Draco growled protectively, his grip tighening on the boy in front of him.

"We should probably get walking again...but Kearia really does look like she's enjoying herself," Harry smiled out at the creature again, still wrapped up exploring her surroundings in the clearing, jumping this way and that, testing her abilities of climbing the trees and falling back down again only to quickly get back up. She would peer over at Harry every once and awhile to make sure he was still there before continuing on with herself.

"Hmm...well I can think of much better things to do with our time than walk," Draco drawled suggestively, and in a quick moment he had Harry pinned on his back on the hard ground. He lowered himself ontop of him and gently brought their lips together, he suckled Harry's bottom lip gently and massaged it with his own.

Harry moaned and wrapped his arms around Draco's waist and pulled their bodies closely together, they immediately rocked their hips heatedly up against one another. Harry pushed his hand up the skin of Draco's back underneath his shirt, he felt electrified at the heat radiation off of it.

"Draco...I want you so bad..." Harry moaned, his mouth separating from the blonde's to breathe haughtly on his cheek. Draco smirked down devilishly at Harry.

"Well, Potter...lets see just how bad I can make you want me," Draco grinned at emerald eyes went wide in front of him and he retrieved his wand from his pocket. "Redimio," Draco's smirk widened considerably as ropes cast out from his wand and bound themselves around Harry's wrists and ankles.

Harry looked up at Draco with wide eyes, "Dr-Draco...what are you doing?"

"I already told you that, Potter," Draco purred, lowering himself down onto the captive boy, his body pressed harshly against his with exuberant heat, "I am seeing just how much you can want me,"

It wasn't long before Harry was thrashing on the forest floor, begging to be unbound.

She says "If I leave before you, darling

Don't you waste me in the ground"

I lay smiling like our sleeping children

One of us will die inside these arms

Eyes wide open, naked as we came

One will spread our ashes round the yard.