Familiar

A/N…Hey guys I would appreciate it if everyone could read the first review reply, it’s a long one but its important.


Draeconin… I am sorry that you had to resort to a personal attack on one of my characters to adequately get across your feelings on my story. I am quite disappointed in my writing if I have in anyway led you to believe that my beloved Krai is like Dumbledore.

I would also like to point out to you that your first review was sufficient enough for me to get your opinion and the second which seemed more of an attack on my imagination than a critique of my writing, was completely un-necessary. I am sorry if you feel I am not doing justice to my story and that you feel my use of commas and the length of my sentences implies that ‘I do not know what I am doing’.

I would like to point out that a lot of authors use the same style as myself. I believe it is called descriptive writing. If the style is difficult for you to follow then I ask that you discontinue reading instead of resorting to attacks on my characters.

I will also let you know that I have read your story and it unfortunately did not spark my interest. But that was not to do with the writing but my own preferences. And to clarify if I did have a problem with your writing technique I would certainly not imply all that you did in your review to me. Now if I have gone over the top and taken your review out of context, then I apologise. To me your words seemed condescending of me and my writing which I am actually quite proud of.

Another point you mentioned is that I need a beta, several people have mentioned this to me. Although many have also said that I write well enough without one. As I have said before if anyone would like to be my beta then please tell me. For I will not actively seek one unless it is deemed as completely necessary by my readers.

The final thing that I wish to say to you is about your theory on wand restrictions for underage witches and wizards. In this story the Ministry have restrictions on a persons wands and that is that. It is my story and if this does not fit your image of the wizarding world, then indulge my imagination (for this is AU) and let me write as I see fit. The theory you put forward about wards being on a general area and not on specific wands is good but unfortunately does have a few problems. You state that the reason Harry got in trouble for Dobbys display of magic is due to just an area ward around Privet drive and not a specific ward on Harry’s wand. That the ministry doesn’t know who cast a spell in that area.

Now I say this might work if it were only Harry under such scrutiny. How would you explain the Weasley household for instance? With a general ward how would the Ministry tell which wizards/witch had broken the restrictions. If it just sensed the use of magic generally (as with Dobby who didn’t use a wand) then would they even know that it was someone underage who had done so. There are wards around Privet Drive that is obvious and is why no one came to the zoo in that first year when the glass disappeared (Harry didn’t have a wand then either). Maybe Dobbys magic was in fact thought to be some of Harry’s uncontrolled magic, like when he blows up Aunt Marge the following year, he doesn’t use his wand then. To me this makes a bit more sense.

So I may not have explained it well but I stand by my decision that there are wards for underage magic on each wand. Now that I have addressed all of the issues raised in your reviews I would like to end with…If you have a problem don’t read and don’t flame people if you have a problem. The second review you sent me had no praise (which I don’t care about) but neither did it have any constructive criticism. So by definition it is a flame and I do not appreciate them.


Anon…hhhhmmm I think a snake needs a name that flows and is unusual. Have you picked one? I’d love to know what you called it, yellow boa’s are gorgeous. How big is s/he?

Bludraconis…I so love enthusiastic reviewers, I cant seem to contact you so if you notice this and didn’t get an email can you send me a different address?

Pleiades Wolfe…hhhhhmmm, what am I gonna do about Voldie, I’m not gonna tell you but it’ll be good. Or at least I think it will, you’ll have to wait and see.

Doinkers…can I just say I love you…I know Krai would love a sock sweater!!

Trecklar…Theres nothing wrong with brains being in perv mode, mine is! Constantly! And yes Familiar does need to take a bite out of Dumbles!!

Heksy…My Hero!!! You told off the mean and nasty reviewer! Yay! And you have to send me more mead, the bunnies love it…I’m not an alcoholic, not, not, not. Am not! And I get the point ‘hun’.


So guys long review reply there and now onto the chapter.


23 The Room of Requirement


Harry made it to the room of requirement with plenty of time to spare, he had dropped all pretence and ran as fast as he could. It only took him a few moments to make it to the seventh floor, he took a moment to slow down his breathing before stepping up to the wall that hid the room of requirement. Whenever he let his creature blood take over, he felt real…natural, like he’d dropped a mask. It was funny that even though he’d took control of his life, he still wasn’t being entirely himself. But he knew that in this case one of the skills he kept hidden could be the difference between life and death, both for him and his mate.

Whenever he reverted to himself he had to take a moment to calm his mind and regulate his breathing back to human pace. It was something he’d noticed when he trained with Krai, the when he fought the slower and deeper the breaths. Krai told him it was a form of control, something that kept the instincts of the creature at bay and allowed his rational, human side to take control and use his heightened abilities to his advantage.

Snapping out of his thoughts he began to pace in front of the stretch of wall whilst chanting in his head…I need a place where both my mate and I will feel comfortable. I need a place that only he can find, a place where no one can find us and no one can overhear.

After the third time he found himself facing a wooden door, just like any other none descript door in the castle. But this door wouldn’t refuse to open or lead somewhere else on a different day, no this door just led to a room that held whatever you wanted.

He’d used the ROR many times since fifth year, it was his refuge from Dumbledore and the world and today hopefully, it would be more. It would be the room where he and Draco could start again.

***

Draco was a few minutes late, having been unable to shake off Pansy without Blaise’s help. He arrived at the seventh floor and after a moments hesitation went through the door and found himself inside the Slytherin common room. Or at least as close to the Slytherin common room as you could get. Harry was reclining on an emerald green couch, his feet propped up on a small coffee table. Draco shook his head at the undignified position, a small smile on his lips, he wouldn’t be Harry if he didn’t act un-proper.

Harry was watching him as he took in the details of the room, he could see him out of the corner of his eye. He took in the sight of the man that had captured him.
Harry’s attitude was relaxed, yet there was a readiness to the set of his body and the easy way his hand rested at his side. He let his eyes sweep over Harry, the black jeans he wore were moulded to his skin, long gone were the baggy jeans and too large t-shirts. Harry was finally taking care of his appearance and maybe his life as well. Maybe that’s why he’d changed so much.

‘Hey.’ Draco smiled.
Harry’s answer was a sexy grin and a ‘hey’ of his own. Harry stood up and walked towards him, he stopped and held his hand out to him, gallantly. With a shy smile he took the outstretched hand. His knees went weak at the contact. Harry guided him to the couch, like a solicitous lover. His eyes fixed on his.

Harry made him feel so special.

They sat at either end of the couch, facing each other still holding hands. Looking at Draco Harry almost forgot why he was there.
‘I…’
Draco just smiled at him, looking absolutely bewitching. ‘What is it you want to tell me Harry?’
‘I’ve got many things to tell you.’
Draco smirked. ‘Looks like were going to be here a while, hhhmmm.’ He smiled at Harry mischievously. ‘We should get more comfortable.’ He took a firmer hold of Harry’s hand and tugged the brunet down to lay across his body. Harry for his part got over his surprise at Draco’s actions and snuggled down deeper between Draco and the back of the couch. In all of their encounters so far Draco always did something to surprise him, if it wasn’t the mischievous nature he displayed on the train, it was the shy, hesitant nature from the bathroom. Dimly he realised that every moment they had had so far, it was only two but hey, every moment they had had so far was in a bathroom. Maybe he should have asked the ROR for a bathroom, with a nice big tub…where he could strip Draco of all his prim and proper clothes from his body and feel Draco’s silky skin against his as he washed him.

Ok getting off topic there.

He wrapped an arm around the blonde boy so that he wouldn’t push him off the edge of the couch, before he began speaking. And unconsciously, to keep him from moving away once he started speaking.

‘So what did you want to tell me Harry?’ Draco asked again with a Cheshire cat type of grin on his face.
Harry groaned, where to start.
‘Start at the beginning Harry.’ Harry smiled at the perceptiveness of his mate.
‘You may not like how this starts Draco.’ Harry said warningly.
The blonde was silent for a moment. ‘I promise to listen Harry.’
‘Don’t judge me Draco, not until you hear the end.’ Harry pleaded.
‘I promise.’

***

And so Harry told him everything, he started from the beginning and talked about his life with the Dursley’s, how everything had changed when he came to Hogwarts. That first time the two of them had met, his fears of Slytherin…of being a freak and the decisions he had made over the last seven years. He told Draco of meeting his Godfathers for the first time, the betrayal of his parent’s friend, Peter Pettigrew.

Draco was silent through it all, he held his hand and gently massaged his fingers, offering comfort while Harry whispered in a broken voice the details of his time in the graveyard. He kissed Harry’s cheek when his breath caught talking about Sirius.

Harry rushed through the events of sixth year, Draco already knew much of that, how Harry had uncovered Slughorn as a traitor, a spy…a deatheater that even Snape didn’t know about, saving the mans cover as spy for the light and increasing Voldemorts trust in him, allowing Snape to bring them even more information. How he and Remus had grown closer and how Harry had come to think more of him in that time than anyone else. He’d never gotten the time to know Sirius, but talking to Remus…he was able to get to know both of them.

Harry talked about the events of his summer, how the Dursleys had behaved even worse to him knowing that he was leaving. He talked about his decision to leave them early, his stay at the Leaky Cauldron…he glossed over his shopping trip and came to the point that he didn’t want to tell Draco about. Draco felt his pause and squeezed his fingers in reassurance.

Harry hesitated over how to begin, then pushing his fear aside, he ploughed on and told Draco everything. Draco’s hand stopped moving over his when he talked of their meeting in Knockturn Alley. But he never said anything.

He told Draco what he had thought that day, how he had seen the real him. He told Draco about meeting Krai for the first time, the feelings that had shot through him when he first touched the snakes skin. At this Draco had smiled and asked…
‘Should I be jealous?’
Harry just shook his head and carried on. He spoke of his summer at Potter Manor, the discoveries he made, the changes he went through and the changing feelings he had felt for the blonde boy next to him.

When he had talked about this Draco’s fingers went back to stroking his hands. He told Draco of what he and Krai had learnt about him and what Krai had told him the other night, that Draco was his mate.

***

Draco for his part was biting his lip to keep quiet but there was one thing he wanted to know. He wanted to know about the letters he’d received, he wouldn’t think about anything else until he knew.
‘And the letters?’ he asked, his voice carefully devoid of emotion.
‘What letters?’ the confusion Harry felt was apparent in his voice.
‘Remember when we parted in Knockturn, I asked you to write to me.’
Harry sighed. ‘I know Draco, I’m sorry I never did. I thought about it often but I couldn’t do it, it wouldn’t have been right. Pretending to be someone else. And I thought if I wrote as myself, you wouldn’t answer.’
Draco was speechless for a moment.
‘Well if you didn’t write them then who did?’
‘What do you mean Draco?’

‘Harry if you were the ‘Aidan’ I met in Knockturn Alley, then…you’ve been writing to me for the last month.’
‘What!’ Harry exclaimed ‘I haven’t…I…’
‘You didn’t write any letters to me?’
‘No.’
They were both silent for a moment, then understanding dawned.
‘I think you will have to have a talk with my familiar.’ Harry stated. The firm, authoritative tone to his voice sent a shiver down Draco’s spine. Harry went silent for a moment, in which Draco instinctively knew that he was contacting his familiar.
‘He’s coming up.’

Harry was looking away from him now, Draco knew the other was nervous over his reaction. He pulled the other boy to him, wanting to protect his mate, his mate.
He was silent for a moment as he thought over what to say.
‘Harry your familiar did something good for me, I don’t really care how he did it.’ He began intending to reassure Harry, but the moment he started he knew it was true. Krai had done something wonderful for him, he’d made all this possible. ‘He freed me from my father and a future that still scares me even now. His writing to me made my life better Harry, although I wouldn’t mind knowing why he let me think that you…that Aidan had died.’ At Harry’s questioning look, he elaborated. ‘His last letter said that he was going to Beauxbatons, it arrived the day after the attack on the school.’

‘I had a vision of it, he must have written to you the moment after it happened.’ Harry winced.
‘I’m not angry Harry, I’m quite happy. I intended to come and talk to you this year, try and be friends, you know. And I think we would have been…and maybe we’d have found all this out on our own, but we sure as hell wouldn’t have done it as quick as this. And for that I’m thankful.’ He said that last as he leaned over to capture Harry’s lips.

Harry didn’t respond for a moment, but the feel of Draco’s lips on his own soon eased his fears. He dominated the kiss just like Draco wanted him to. The blonde smiled into the kiss as Harry wound his arms around him possessively. Their kiss wasn’t like the others that they had shared, Harry’s lips were possessive and claiming. His fear that Draco would possibly reject him over his familiars actions spurring him on, to show his submissive just how strong he was.

Draco allowed Harry to push him back against the couch, his concentration only on the man pressed against him. Harry broke their kiss and stared into Draco’s passion clouded eyes…he began to kiss and nibble his way down Draco’s throat. He nipped the skin causing Draco’s body to arch into his. Harry marvelled at the reaction he was getting from his love, Malfoys were so refined and reserved…to see Dracos face flush, his eyes close in pleasure and to be the cause…he shivered, it made him feel so powerful.

Slowly he undid the buttons of Draco’s robes and trailed his lips down to his mate’s collarbone, sucking the flesh and biting…leaving a mark, his mark. To tell other dominants that this submissive was off limits.

He felt Krai’s presence outside the door, reigning in his anger at the interruption…he had asked Krai to come after all. He pulled away from Draco reluctantly.
‘Krai is outside I believe he has some explaining to do.’ Draco nodded. Harry allowed Krai inside. The snake looked from one to the other with an expression Harry knew to mean his familiar was happy.
I owe you an apology Master Draco.

***

After Krai had left Harry reflected on their conversation. The fact that his familiar could speak to Draco’s mind through the bond that they shared, was interesting and also very useful. He’d be able to speak to Draco, even when they couldn’t be together.

Harry had read enough about bonds to know that the mind link that he and Krai shared would come to him and Draco in time, but not until they became one. In these few hours in the room of requirement Harry had gained an understanding of his mate, how he did not know. He knew that his mate wanted him, but he knew that there was something inhibiting his mate. Something that was keeping him from giving himself fully to the dominant. This did not bother him at all, he didn’t know what it was that made Draco nervous but he knew his mate would overcome it himself, given time.

And that was the way Harry wanted it.

He was extremely content with the kisses and the touches that he could give Draco for now. He wanted his mate completely willing and call him an old-fashioned romantic but he wanted the time to get to know the Draco he had missed out on for so long. There was no rule saying that a dominant and submissive must join together immediately. And he intended to take advantage of that. He wanted to woo his mate…show him how good their lives together would be.

Draco was curled up next to him now, his hand caressing Harry’s flat stomach…he hated to admit it but making him purr like a cat.

Draco loved the sounds Harry made when he touched him, a cross between a purr and a hiss. He wanted to know Harry better. He knew Harry was his mate, Harry had told him so. Draco had grown up knowing all about people with creature blood, he also knew that the Malfoy line contained some blood though it had never manifested before. So he had grown up with the knowledge of creatures in case anything ever happened. The possibility of having or being a mate had always in some ways angered him. It was just another thing he didn’t have control over, but at the back of his mind he had always been happy about it.

Being someone’s mate, meant you had found the one person in the world that could make you completely happy. A person that complimented you exactly…a person with whom you could merge…meld not only your bodies, but your mind, your soul and most importantly your magic. Magic was the most important thing in the world for a witch or wizard and being with somebody who’s magic was too weak or too strong, or didn’t compliment you…you’d never feel right. Every moment you spent together would just be wrong. Having a mate meant you never had to search through the thousands of wizards in the world.

He now knew exactly how powerful Harry was. The creature bloods he had were unbelievable and they all seemed in agreement that he was the perfect mate. But according to Harry the bond between them was more. They were mates but in more ways than one. Harry’s creature blood needed a mate and it had selected him. But there was another bond between them, a stronger bond than the mate bond. The bond of two mates was love it was that simple, love between two people that were perfect for each other. The other bond was something so rare he couldn’t believe it had happened to him.

He may not like that it was another thing he had no choice in. But it was something he had wished for more than anything, after all his other option didn’t bare thinking about. Now sitting across from Harry, he knew that the other man could make him happy and he could do the same for him. But unfortunately one thing that Draco knew from experience was that in the end not everything worked out well for either of them.

Hey all just to let you know, I have a dissertation in soon. Well in two weeks to be precise. And a week after that I have exams. So updates may be pretty infrequent for the next few weeks. I know I didn’t update last weekend, but I had three assignments in for today. All really really long ones…so sorry but I’ll try and sneak in as much writing as I can cos I don’t like leaving you guys hanging. I’m hoping to get a few chapters written this weekend. Cos I really wanna tell you what Harry’s familiar is, but I have two short chapters before that much longer one. So hopefully I’ll have an update for you next weekend. If not please be patient with me…I’ll be finished Uni soon and I’ll be able to write to my hearts content.


So please if you’ve read, review too. What did you think of Draco’s reaction to the whole Aidan thing? Do you think it was ‘just right’ or do you think he’d have kicked up a fuss and yelled his head off. But keep in mind, he is in the presence of his mate…maybe that affected his behaviour!

RECOMMEDATION

Angilique

By Kurai


http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600009492


This is Harry/Sev. It is a creature fic. And it’s the usual Sev saves Harry from the Dursleys. But that’s where the similarities to other stories ends. They don’t know what Harry is and there doesn’t seem to be many clues, apart from the beautiful wings…I know a lot of you have mentioned wings in your reviews to me so I thought you’d really like this.

I’m recommending this because the author seems to have a real feel for the characters, the descriptions are well done, and the dialogue is spot on. As I mentioned before the story is still in the early stages but the plot that is developing promises to be highly intriguing and original. Cant wait to see how Sev gets what he wants.