One's True Nature

24

Hogwarts fith year

Draco could not even count the reasons he shouldn't be here now. Harry was in his arms, but what was his purpose for being here with Harry? Was it confusion, lust, shame, lonliness? Draco didn't even care, but it didn't mean he could stop thinking about why, why, everything. He pressed his lips to Harry's so gently, he had to wait for warmth to be against his lips so he could be sure he'd made some kind of contact. He drew back, frustrated.

"No Potter, stop, I told you. You have to let me kiss you." He didn't know why this mattered to him, but it did. Harry had to submit, if he wanted to truly connect, he had to let go. It had been four days of random fights combined with Potter unloading his feelings onto Draco, it had been an Accident when Harry had kissed him, not on the lips, but on the forehead. He had freaked aftward and Draco had pulled him into a hug to calm him down. He didn't even know why the kissing had started, but after the second or third one, Draco noticed that Harry always kissed, leading, never submiting to a kiss.

Harry looked at Draco without an idea of what he meant. Draco looked at that face, it was so distinct and lonely, fully of heavy pain and a very visible wall, to those who would look. Draco placed a hand on each cheek and pulled that face to him. He noted the glimmer of suprise that rippled through Potter's body. He placed his face next to Harry's ear and whispered to him.

"It's alright, I'll be gentle, don't be scared."

"I-I-Don't-" And Harry stopped talking as Draco sealed his lips over his own mouth. He didn't understand.

Harry wasn't just confused, he was very frieghtend as Draco started to kiss him. It was different, he didn't know why, but it was and it was scary, but he thought it would be over soon. It wasn't he was stuck, Draco taking what he wanted Harry wanted to stop, he didn't like this, but his arms wouldn't move, his body was numb. He wanted so badly to stop, this wasn't right. His breathing started to quicken and he thought he would faint. He felt Malfoy part his lips with his tounge. Harry tried to object but he just moaned a muffled sound. He tried to struggle, but couldn't. He didn't the only thing left in his arsenal he knew would get Malfoy to Stop.

Malfoy was lost in the kiss. It was warm and he felt like he was miles away as his swollen lips pulled at Potter's waiting and willing ones. He was sure to sense any objection, but he couldn't feel any hesitation from Harry as he parted his lips, looking to explore Harry's mouth more thoroughly. He went on for a few moments, but he halted his carefree advance when wetness hit his face. Suprised he pulled back and noticed the distress on Harry's face, the tears a clear indication that he should stop.

"Merlin Potter, I'm sorry, I pushed too hard did I?" Malfoy said it so softly and warmly that Harry fell against him, seeking safety in the place that had just moments before made him panic. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that, I got carried away." Harry could only nod into Draco's neck. Draco kicked himself and his heart felt heavy with guilt. Potter understood him, but it seemed that he did not understand Potter.

"Try again." Harry said in soft whisper.

"What?" Draco said against his check.

"Just, try again, I want t-" Harry stopped as Draco pulled back to look him in the eyes.

"Harry, I'm ok, you don't have to do that for me, I just thought you might want to."

"Draco, please don't make me ask you again, Kiss me." And all Draco could do was ablidge him.


Present Day

Ron watched in awe as Scorpious bolted for the collapsed building. He doubted the boy could have moved any faster with a broom. He shook his lack of alertness, thinking of Harry's dangerous predicement as he fumbled with his left hand for a communication talisman. He was sure that no one would be able to get there very quickly and he didn't like the feeling that he was so exposed should anything happen. He worked quickily.

Scorpious was in a haze as he charged the pile of rubble. He had no wand, but his hands worked ferverishly as he began to pull the rubble away. He was panicked, he couldn't even shout, but he wanted to. He wanted to scream. He felt as if he could lift the whole building just to get to his friend. He kept digging. Nothing yet, he didn't know or care how far he had to go. He kept digging. He felt his hands being scratched, but he kept digging. He stopped when some dust struck his eyes. He growled at the interuption. His eyes watered, if from the dust or the desperate fear he was feeling it was hard to tell. He yelled wildly as he continued to lift debris.

He felt the ground shake, but he thought at first he had just imagined it. It happened again and this time he was sure he had not caused it. He stepped clear of the rubble and watched as part of the pile began to expand. It reached an apex and then, burst. revealing a gray bearded old man, carrying a small boy in his arms. He motioned to Scorpious to follow him and the boy did, though more out of shock than obedience. He was sure however that the boy this man was holding was not Albus, he was far too small and young looking.

Ron watched the man approach, having sent his message, he silently hoped he didn't have to do something drastic, he'd worked so hard to keep Harry alive. Harry was fading fast juding from the paleness of his skin and Ron knew that there was more internal damage than he had thought. He crused as the man carryin a small child and Scorpious closed the final steps between them.

"No need for worry Mr. Weasely, I assure you, I am a friend." The Man's voice was hoarse and weak and Ron had to strain to hear him. "I have a few things to finish here before I can rest again. If you would be so kind?" He pointed at Harry's body and Ron felt his spell break. He was about to object when he saw the man's hand extend as he knelt before Harry and Draco's bodies. A green energy emitted from his palms and Ron watched fearful. This seemed to make the man smile without leaving his work he spoke.

"I am healing their souls, these two have touched a deep and dark magic this day. Harry will have to be reduced in age by 20 years and Draco have to be healed, but his soul was not touched. However, as you can see, Albus here has been reduced to seven years old. I assure you, these precautions are necessary, however, they are only temporary. They should return to their normal selves within a month. Harry's physical injuries will also be healed."

"Who are you?" Ron managed to ask at last

"I am Merlin, very famous, all that. Yes yes." He smiled at Ron and that gave Ron the smallest sense of calm and he felt his tension relax. "I came here because I sensed an evil wizard and knew that my power would be needed. The proble, however is that my power is so vast I cannot just give it to anyone. This boy, I saw him a little over a year ago and I felt his pain as he watched some very beautiful creatures meet unfortunate fates. I knew then, this was the soul I could trust, so I waited until he came out of hiding." He still had Albus' form against his chest. "Unfortunately because it was so long, I had to remove some memory from him in order for him to forget me."

Scorpious looked very very concerned.

"This boy, he likes you very much young Scorpious, you shouldn't be so frightened of that." Scorpious blushed and looked at his feet. Then he slumped to his knees. "My job here is done, I must go." Ron had so much more he want to ask the man, but before he could even open his mouth the man seemed to disappear.

Hogwarts Fifth year

Draco held Harry, both of them naked laying in the heat of the bath water in the prefect bathroom, it had been the only place they had been able to be sure no one would find them. Draco sighed, he was still trying to figure out why a week had now gone by and left him no closer to admitting the truth. He had to stop this soon. The letter taunted him, through no fault of his mother's though. He'd be allowed to take the dark mark and then he'd be given an assignment, one that as she had put it, would probably ensure his death. Despite her knowledge, she did not work to change these circumstances, paralyzed by fear of Voldemort's wrath. He didn't want any of that to matter, but the fact was, it was fast approaching the end of school term and he knew what that meant. Harry nuzzled him and he shivered, coming back from his thoughts.

"Draco?"

"Mmmmhmmm?"

"Can we just sleep here for a bit? I don't really want to go back to my room."

"Sure, can you do the tranfiguration?"

"Yeah"

When the both laid down, Draco spooned Harry. This had to stop he knew it. Oh God it just had to.

"Harry, stop moving I-" and Draco couldn't stop. He was hard. He had avoided direct sexual contact beyond kissing because he didn't want to do this. Potter had confessed he was a virgin and Draco didn't want to take that from him, he couldn't not when he couldn't give Harry what he would need once that had been done, someone who loved him. Harry turned over. He looked at Draco and pulled him down into a kiss. Draco couldn't stop himself. He ground their erections together. He felt the steam from the water of the tub mixed with the heat of the passion that began.

"It's alright, don't stop" Harry moaned.

"No, I mean, I sho-" Draco felt himself slide inside Harry. Why couldn't he stop. What was wrong with him?

"Oh, Oh, I-" Harry pleaded his eyes never losing Draco's face. "Don't stop, it feels good." Draco couldn't stop even if he wanted to and the more he thrusted the more desperate and ashamed he felt. As the end neared they both relaxed into eachother arms and Draco was crying, this wasn't how it should have gone. He hated himself so much now.

"It's ok Draco, it'll be ok whatever it will be." And Draco wished he was dead because all he could do was protect Harry from the truth for the moment. This can't end well Draco thought as he shivered, so ashamed, yet more connected then he had ever been. He loved Harry, he couldn't lie about that anymore.

Present Day

Ron took several hours trying to round up the family and take them to the hospital. It had taken so long because he spent atleast the last hour explaining to Ginny what had happened to He, Harry, Draco, Albus and Scorpious. It didn't help that he didn't completely understand the events himself and trying to relay them just made it even more confusing. He was just glad when she finally just told him to shut up and left to watch Albus in the hospital room. Draco and Harry were in the same room and Scorpious had joined Ginny in Albus' room, so Ron, being the loyal friend went to stay with Harry.

Scorpious watched Albus intently, afraid that if the now smaller version of his friend was left unwatched, his small body would cease to draw breath. Ginny hugged him to her. He relaxed and it was the oddest feeling in Ginny as he said, "Mom" having forgoten that his own mother was dead. Ginny just ignored this. She was stunned as all of the sudden small green eyes found her.

"Albus, sweetie?!" She practically jumped from her chair and was at his bedside.

"Mommy?" The boy's voice was dry.

"Albus?" Scorpious had joined them. Albus eyes went big and then he pulled up the covers protectively.

"Who are you?" Albus asked softly. "How do you knowed my name?" His confusion was just as powerful as the shock on the other boy's face. Scorpious felt his heart break.

End Chapter 24
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A/N: The next chapter is second to last and everything for the future is set into motion and Harry will find out just how much Draco loves him. Sorry for the shortness. Please review.