Fallen Angel

Hello my lovely reviewers….I hope you are enjoying my story! Good because its only going to get better!! I’m sorry if I update slowly but believe me when I say that I will not abandon this story!! Kisses for all of you!!













Chapter 13





Harry sat on his bed wrapped in his bedsheets. His face was red and his brilliant green eyes swirled with anger and sadness. Ron sat on a couch staring at Harry.



“Harry….What..” Harry glared at Ron.



“He forced me! And what do I do? I totally forget and bloody fuck the git!” Ron’s mouth dropped open. *A royal would never force his mate!* Harry’s eyes teared up and he grabbed his glasses and in a fit if rage threw them, smashing them against the wall.



“Fuck! I’m hungry!” Ron hesitated, not sure which “hunger” Harry had. Hermione walked into the room, assessing the situation. She walked over to the glasses, picked them up, fixed them with a quick spell and set them down on a nearby coffee table.



“Ron, Madame Pomfrey says Fred and George will be fine and that they should be up and about by tomorrow.” Harry looked guiltily away. Hermione looked at Harry and then walked towards him. She stared for a bit then slapped him across the face. Harry’s head snapped to the side, his eyes wide. Ron gasped, Hermione had hit their charge.



“Harry James Potter, I may be your Protector and Draco may have acted like a git, but he loves you! He’s sorry! He can’t help his actions, especially when you deny him. You would not hunger so if you just accepted that Draco is your force-giver!” Harry stared at his hands, guilt and shame eating away at him, but he was still angry. Hermione smiled and lifted his face, her hands cupping his cheeks.



“Harry, please, go talk to him. He wants forgiveness and love from you.” Harry jerked away, his eyes filled with pain and hate.



“I don’t think I can ever give him love Hermione. There’s too much between us for that. But I can like him,” Harry sighed, “I’ll go talk to him.” Harry stood up and began pulling on some clothes. Harry looked at Hermione who nodded in the direction of Draco’s room next door. Harry nodded and looked at Ron who shrugged his shoulders and grinned. Harry gave him a shaky smile and left to Draco’s room down the hall.



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Draco lay on his bed wearing silver pajama bottoms, his hair wet from the shower, his eyes blank. He sighed and rolled over on his side. Classes started tomorrow and he had almost all of them with Harry. *Potions, DADA, Transfiguration, and Herbology* Draco frowned thinking he had way too many classes with Harry. *You would think they paired up Slytherin and Gryffindor on purpose* Draco snorted. It was probably that old coot interfering again. He closed his eyes and thought of Harry as he tried to fall asleep. Harry, with his beautiful eyes and perfect body; so trusting, so kind, and so vulnerable and Draco had taken advantage of Harry when he was at his most vulnerable. Draco was torn from his thoughts as he heard a small knock on the door. He shot up and sniffed; his eyes lit up as he recognized that wonderful smell. Harry.



He rolled off the bed and walked up to the door. He took a deep breath and opened the door, revealing tousled black hair and a pair of green eyes that were not covered up for once by those horrible things Harry called glasses, eyes that currently were locked on his.



“Harry, I’m sor…mmphh!” Draco’s apology was cut short as Harry flung himself into Draco’s arms and pressed his lips against Draco’s, desperate and needy. Draco moaned and pulled Harry inside, his mouth opening and his tongue slipping inside of Harry’s mouth for a taste. *Oh God…this boy will be the death of me* Harry and Draco pulled away from each other, panting. Harry gazed up at Draco and whispered in his ear. Draco’s eyes watered and he smiled at Harry who smiled back.



“Draco, please…I’m hungry,” Harry said staring up into Draco’s eyes, forcing Draco to nod in assent using the call, his eyes glazed. Harry grinned and pushed Draco on the bed.



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Ron and Hermione sat in Harry’s room playing a game of wizard’s chess. Ron cocked his head to the side as if listening to something and Hermione paused in her movement as well. They both grinned as they realized that their services would not be needed for the remainder of the night. They got up and left as it was late and classes would start early tomorrow.



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Harry arched into Draco who currently had him pinned to the bed; Draco’s mouth swallowing Harry’s cries and moans as he slowly slid his hand up and down Harry’s cock, pausing only to thumb the tip. Harry’s eyes screwed shut as he desperately tried to buck up his hips, urging Draco to go faster. Draco grinned as he held down Harry’s hips so he could not set the pace. Harry cried out his frustration as Draco chuckled.



Harry lay on Draco’s bed panting, his pants abandoned on the floor while Draco, still fully clothed, sped up his strokes. Draco stared down at Harry and wondered if he had ever seen anything as beautiful as him before. Harry’s back was arched; his gorgeous emerald eyes were bright with passion, his dark hair spilling across his tan skin. Draco smirked and then noticed, for the first time that Harry’s eyes were changing colors. As Harry came with one final stroke of Draco’s hand, his legs tense and his toes curled as he arched up against Draco. Draco stared into his eyes as they changed from emerald green to blood red and his fangs bared themselves as he cried out. Draco milked him for every drop and then rolled off him and held him close as Harry trembled with the aftermath of his orgasm. Draco murmured words of endearment into Harry’s ear as Harry relaxed into Draco’s embrace, a summers worth of exhaustion finally catching up to him.



“What about you Draco?” Draco shook his head and smiled down at Harry.



“Tonight was for you, consider it thanks for forgiving me,” Harry smiled as Draco kissed him on his forehead and snuggled closer to him



As Draco watched Harry fall asleep, he thought to himself. *Harry’s eyes. I have never heard of eyes changing color like that on incubi. Could this have something to do with the Dark Lord?* Draco shrugged off his worries, content with his mate in his arms, and drifted off.



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Draco woke up early to find Harry gone. Draco frowned. He had wanted his mate to be there when he awoke. He got up from the bed to take a shower. As the warm water ran down his body, Draco found himself thinking of Harry. Draco sighed as his hand, as if it had a mind of its own, began to travel south. Draco moaned throatily as his slim fingers wrapped themselves around his aching cock. His mind conjured up images of Harry: Harry’s face as he slept peacefully for once, Harry’s smile as he laughed with his friends. Draco growled and pumped his hand faster, his back on the shower tiles as he leaned away from the spray of the showerhead. Harry eating, Harry moaning his name as he rode Draco, the way Harry’s toes curled as he came. Draco panted, he was so close. Harry’s tongue wrapped in his, his taste, his smell; and then, to Draco’s shame, as he thought of Harry crying and begging him to stop, he came hard into his hand, shuddering. Draco yelled out loud, punching the wall and bruising his knuckles. He got out of the shower and as he dressed he felt shame and guilt spread throughout him. Why had he thought of that? Of all the things….he loved Harry didn’t he? Draco shook himself and sighed as he made his way to Harry’s room.



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Harry stepped out of the bathroom to find a flustered Draco talking to Hermione and Ron. The three of them turned to face him, their emotions masked as they smiled good mornings at him. Harry looked from one face to another and smiled, it was good that his friends and his mate could get along. *But, I wonder what they were talking about?* Harry shrugged it off as he walked towards the trio.



“You guys ready?” Harry asked smiling. His friends smiled back, hiding their nerves. Draco seethed inside. He couldn’t be with Harry all the time and something was bound to happen, he could feel it. Draco walked up to Harry and smiled as Harry gave him a questioning look, cocking his head to the side, his eyes laughing.



“Harry be careful, your pull is very strong now. Especially after last night.” Harry became even more confused.



“But we…didn’t we….” Draco chuckled and wrapped his arms around Harry.



“We didn’t actually have sex Harry! That was only a taste….no, now that you have been scented but not claimed, your need to mate will be strong, thus tempting everyone, and I mean everyone, to mate with you. If that happened….” At this Draco stopped and gritted his teeth hugging Harry closer. Harry laughed and pulled away, giving Draco quick peck, making Ron blush and Hermione smile.



“I promise to behave,” Harry smiled up at Draco and Draco felt his heart flutter. Draco grinned and then stepped away from Harry. Harry motioned to Ron and Hermione who immediately ran to him and started talking. Draco chuckled as he watched the trio walk out of the room. Well, one thing was for sure, Harry wouldn’t be bored without him.













Well sorry that took so long! My professors are killing me! Please review!