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Author's Note - Okay, just a quick note. This is the chapter where Harry officially becomes pregnant, whether Draco and him know it or not. Which, they obviously don't. But, regardless, Harry is now pregnant. Because, in order for that to happen Draco had to, to quote my imaginary book of homosexual merboy traits, 'give up his seed into Harry's Creature-Form with love'. Just thought I'd explain that for you! :)

~Sweet-Hearted SilverEars~

Chapter 24 Make Me Forget My Own Name

Theo, Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle looked up from their beds, (two beds, Blaise and Theo on one, Crabbe and Goyle on another), watching as Draco walked in with Harry clinging to his arm and looking around nervously.

When he saw that they were the only ones in the dorm, he relaxed visibly to their surprise, telling them without words that the Gryffindor trusted them, at least to a certain extent anyway.

"Hey, Draco. Harry," Blaise spoke a greeting, smiling briefly. "How was your date? I see that you've bonded."

"It was wonderful," Draco returned. "And yes, we have. Harry is mine, and I am his."

"We're happy for you both."

"Thank you," Harry said softly, smiling as Draco drew his wand and cast a locking charm on the door of the dorm and led him to his bed, sitting down and drawing Harry into his arms, casting another spell that made the emerald green curtains close around them before tossing his wand aside so that it landed beside his matching green silk pillows.

Then he placed his soft hands on either side of the Gryffindor's face, pulling him close against his chest and kissing his lips tenderly. Harry melted into his embrace and the kiss with a happy sounding sigh. Then he moaned, clinging to Draco as the kiss deepened quickly as always. Harry stopped him reluctantly, panting harshly, breathless as he spoke quietly.

"W-Wait, Draco... What about t-the others?"

"They're Slytherins, baby. They're used to it. As long as you don't mind, then it's okay."

"I do right now, but if you kiss me a few more times like that I don't think I'd even care if Dumbledore himself was listening..."

"Is that so?" Draco asked, a mischievous glint filling his gray eyes as he looked at him intently.

Harry trembled against him, nodding his head briefly. "Yes. Dray?..."

"Yes, love?"

"Kiss me," he whispered, muscles quivering with tension and need for the beautiful blonde man seated across from him. "Make me forget me own name..."

Draco shuddered, pulling him into a rough kiss, his hands removing the Gryffindor's robes, undoing the buttons on his shirt quickly and clutching at his bare chest hungrily. Then he lowered his head to Harry's left nipple, latching onto it with his mouth like a starving babe. Harry cried out in shock at his actions, moaning as the Slytherin suckled at his nipple eagerly.

"Draco!" he gasped, arching and writhing on the bed as his Mate tasted him. "Oh, god, Draco! Please! More!"

Draco obliged, smiling inwardly as he sucked harder, causing Harry to gasp loudly, whimpering as he bit down on the hardened nub of flesh gently, nibbling with his teeth and licking with his tongue, enjoying every sound that escaped his lover's lips as he tormented him with pleasure determinedly.

"Draco!" he moaned, panting once more as he squirmed uncontrollably beneath his lover. "God, Draco, please! I can't... I can't take anymore... I need you..."

Draco released Harry's nipple reluctantly, smirking as the Gryffindor blushed in embarrassment as a trail of saliva followed the Slytherin's mouth, his green eyes widening as the blonde's tongue darted out to lick it from his own lips instead of wiping it away. "Spread your legs?" Draco requested softly, starting to remove his own robes and clothing quickly.

Harry quivered, tremors running through him as he ripped his clothing away from his shaking body, feeling almost heavy and weak with desire, nodding as he spread his legs, revealing himself to Draco's gray-eyed gaze once more. Draco tossed his clothes with Harry's, moving closer to him, grabbing his wand and placing it over the Gryffindor's entrance, casting a cleansing charm, hardly able to believe that he was about to do this.

He tossed his wand aside again, moving closer between Harry's spread legs, smiling at him, hearing him gasp softly as he lowered his head between his legs. Before Harry could comprehend and stop him, he pressed his mouth to his entrance, kissing it with soft lips and hearing the brunette moan low, melting in response, his breath hitching in his chest sexily as Draco slid his warm, wet tongue over the hole several times and then inside to loosen the tightness that had returned since last night.

"Draco!" Harry half hissed, half screamed, his hands clutching at his shoulders almost desperately. "What are you doing? Ahhhhh! Oh god, nevermind! I don't care, just don't stop!"

Draco smirked inwardly, withdrawing his tongue and applying suction, actually making the panting Gryffindor wail loudly as his lips nibbled at the edges of his puckered hole gently, soft whimpers escaping his throat once the wailing had stopped.

"Dray, please! Please... Oh god, you make me feel so weak with need for you... Please, please come inside me now, please!"

Draco stopped his worship of the brunette's quivering entrance reluctantly, moving up to straddle him, smiling as Harry's hands slid up his bare chest, his arms twining around his neck, fingers tugging on the hair at the nap gently, pleadingly. He slid his own hands beneath the Gryffindor's butt, cupping his cheeks in his palms and lifting up his hips, lining himself up with his saliva slicked, pulsing hole and pushing inside easily. Harry cried out, green eyes going hazy with desire as he felt every beautiful inch of Draco possess him; fill him intimately as his fingernails dug into the Slytherin's back in unconscious reaction.

"Ohhhhh, Draco! Oh god, yes... Move, please!"

He threw back his head and keened loudly as the blonde shifted his strong hips, pulling nearly all the way out then pushing back in carefully, quickly getting into a rhythm of movements. Soon they were panting harshly and drenched in their own and each other's sweat, kissing deeply and clinging to each other as though their very lives depended on it.

"Draco..." Harry whimpered. "Please, I need..."

"Shhh," he soothed him, pressing a kiss to his sweat soaked hair. "I've got you. Hold onto me, precious. It's alright. Come for me, Harry baby..."

Harry shuddered, arching up against him as he came instantly at his command, feeling Draco's hot seed spill into him, quivering and shaking beneath the Slytherin, both of them panting loudly as they came down from the high of their lovemaking slowly. Harry relaxed with a soft sigh, but he didn't loosen his hold on Draco, content just to hold and be held by him.

"I love you, Dray. For always."

"I love you, too, Harry. For always."

"Hmmmm..." the Gryffindor hummed quietly, cuddling closer against him. "We should probably get out of bed and finish our homework..."

"It can wait a while longer, love. Let's just rest a bit, okay?"

"Okay. I don't want to move anyway. I could stay here forever. Just like this..."

"So could I," Draco agreed, absentmindedly trailing his fingertips over the Gryffindor's bare chest in gentle caresses, his gray eyes soft with emotion.

He wasn't surprised when Harry trembled at his actions, knowing how sensitive he was, but he was surprised when the slender brunette moaned softly and arched his back to get closer to the touch, realizing with amazement that his desire was rising again quickly. Draco stopped caressing him reluctantly, placing his hands around his arms and pulling him up gently so that Harry was straddling his left thigh, smiling at him when the Gryffindor pulled his head back to look at him, confusion in his green eyes.

"Dray, what-"

"Shhh, just relax. Put your arms around me and lay your head on my shoulder."

Harry blinked, still looking confused, but he obeyed. Draco smiled, lifting his right hand, sliding his fingertips down Harry's bareback in a brief caress, enjoying his soft gasp as he then slid his fingers in-between his ass cheeks, his fingers fitting themselves easily into his still loosened hole, feeling his lover's inner muscles clench around them automatically.

Harry whimpered loudly, panting against the soft skin of Draco's neck as his hips moved back in a circular motion unconsciously, pulling the blonde's fingers deeper inside as he unintentionally ground himself against Draco's hard, muscular thigh in an extremely suggestive manner that would have had him blushing bright red had he been in his right mind. Thankfully, Draco thought with as much amusement as anyone would be able to muster when their fingers were buried completely inside their boyfriend's most intimate place, Harry was clearly not in his right mind, gasping and moaning, his green eyes squeezed tightly shut as he continued to grind himself against his thigh, clutching at Draco's hair as he whimpered quietly.

"Oh god, Draco! Please, please, please!"

The Slytherin smiled, twisting his fingers inside the other man, causing the Gryffindor to tense in response, grinding himself down against his thigh one last time as he came again with a strangled sounding cry, slumping against him weakly as he panted against his neck, whimpering in protest when he felt the blonde's fingers withdraw from his body.

"Draco..." he moaned, his fingers tightening on the blonde's slender shoulders, shaking as he continued to grind his hips against his lover's thigh aggressively.

Draco was even further shocked by this display, gasping involuntarily when Harry bit down on the skin of his neck gently, more of a nip then a true bite he thought vaguely as the Gryffindor started to lick him with his soft tongue almost as though in wordless apology for his actions as his hips continued to move.

"Harry..." Draco managed to say, his voice breathless, sighing and clearing his throat before saying more firmly. "Harry? I know that we haven't done this much yet, so I don't know what's normal for you, but is there something the matter? You seen like you're almost in pain with need..."

"I don't know," Harry gasped, whimpering as he shuddered, pulling him closer, still lapping at his neck in-between words. "It doesn't hurt, but I can't focus. There's something pushing me.. I can't stop.. I need you so badly, Dray. I always do, but this.. This is.. Oh god, please just take me!"

"Okay, I'll-" Draco began, his voice cutting off on a gasp of surprise as Harry started to transform before his eyes, grabbing his wand to cast a quick silencing charm.

"What is it, Dray?" Harry asked, confused by his wide eyed look, unaware as his eyes became bigger in his face, the thin webbing spreading itself between his fingers and toes, yelping then as he fell back onto the bed, his legs suddenly replaced by the fin of shimmering greenish gold scales, the gills appearing over his ribs as he stared at Draco in stunned confusion.

"What happened? I didn't get wet," Harry stated, blushing a little at his own words. "At least, not with water..."

"I don't know, love. Are you still needy?"

"Yes..." he admitted, trembling as Draco moved closer to him on the bed, lifting him up into his strong arms gently and carefully, pressing a brief kiss to his lips.

"Then perhaps your body is telling you that we should love in this form? I can think of no other reason."

"Neither can I, but..."

"But what, baby?"

"I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable by asking for it..."

"Uncomfortable? Harry, I've wanted you this way ever since that day in the shower with you. You were so beautiful, all wet and warm... I had to fight myself so hard not to beg you to let me love you... It felt like my heart was breaking in my chest, but I had to let it be your choice, because I love you. With all my heart and soul, I love you."

Harry shuddered in his arms, moaning softly as he lifted his hands to place them on either side of Draco's face and drew him down for a kiss, whispering against his lips. "I love you, Draco, so much it hurts... Please, do it. Take me..."

Draco set him down on the bed reluctantly, never breaking the kiss as he moved to straddle him, reaching for his wand and casting a whispered spell that undid Harry's braid, tossing his wand aside and burying his hands in his long, soft hair as he continued to kiss him heatedly.

"Dray!" Harry pleaded, arching and writhing beneath him, the added weight of his scales actually making the whole bed shake as his tail slapped against the mattress repeatedly, instinctively. "Please!" "

Turn over," Draco whispered softly in his ear, helping Harry move to lie on his stomach when the Gryffindor nodded in reply.

The Slytherin moved to straddle him again, reaching out to touch the darker green spot that was his entrance gently, only a little surprised to feel that the inside and the rim were slippery with wetness. He placed one hand on Harry's shoulder to let him know that he was going to make his move, twining the fingers of his other hand in his hair as he lifted his hips up, sinking himself deep into Harry's slick, pulsing channel easily. Both of them screamed as one at the ecstasy that coursed through them, Harry's sweat slickened hands clutching at the sheets tightly, moaning loudly as Draco moved atop him, the sound turning to soft whimpers as he got closer.

"Ahhhh! Draco! Harder, please!"

Draco nodded, kissing Harry's bare shoulder tenderly, smiling when the Gryffindor's entire body trembled at just that simple contact.

The blonde's forehead was coated in a dripping layer of sweat, as was the rest of him, his gray eyes narrowed with concentration, the bed squeaking, moving slightly every time that he thrust himself into Harry faster and harder. Shuddering as he lover's body rippled and tightened around him, his slender hands grasping the brunette's shoulders as he gasped softly, emptying his remaining seed into him as he thrust one last time.

Harry climaxed with a muffled shout, though he couldn't come in this form as he could if he had had his legs, convulsing beneath him, his fingers scrabbling in the bed sheets as he moaned out Draco's name loudly. Then he slumped into the soft mattress, relaxing completely as Malfoy pulled out, laying down beside him and drawing him into his loving embrace.

"I love you, Draco..." he whispered, pressing his lips to the blonde's bare chest briefly, purring softly when Draco started to stoke his long hair gently.

"I love you, too, Harry. Always and forever."

Harry trembled at his words, curling closer against him and laying his head on his shoulder, his long hair spread out behind him like a shining, dark river across the green silk pillowcase. Eventually, his breathing slowed, softening and evening out, his body shifting back to normal beneath the sheets as he drifted peacefully into sleep tucked safely against his protector's side.