Familiar

WOOOHOOOO…I’ve finished my exams today. I can finally write. Yes. Ha Ha. Sorry really really happy. Its over im done. I’ve finished just have to wait for my final grade, n I’ll have a degree.


Heksy…As always my dear you make me smile, thank you so much for the cake. Glad you caught the #&^$%@! Owl.

Bouvaid…You are welcome for the recommendations, I love seeing them in other fics. You can find a real gem that you wouldn’t find any other way. I’m glad you enjoyed the chapter, sometimes its difficult to know if what you’ve written conveys the emotion you want.

Aaliyah…No problem, its great to be told that you liked it so much that you didn’t want to stop reading to review. I like reviews but they’re not necessary. I’m just glad that people like this. Thank you so much for your offer of being my beta. I’ll definitely keep you in mind but for now I want to try to improve. So I’m going to re-read all of my past chapters and edit them if necessary. I’ll definitely keep you in mind though and I hope you continue reading. I’d love to get your opinion on further chapters.

Deadly_sins…thanks for saying my story sounds interesting. I understand completely I’m trying to keep up with all of the WIPs I read, it aint easy. Unfortunately its definitely gonna be a while before this is completed.

Vraaq…Glad you like it. The bloodlines weren’t as complicated as that originally. The reason I chose so many was that almost everything has been done before and I thought with a hybrid, I can go in any direction I want and his thoughts, feelings and actions couldn’t then be said to be a clichéd reaction for one particular species. I also understand the point you make about snape being under the imperius curse for so long not really being feasible. All I can say to that is that Crouch jr shows that its possible and I think anyone can be placed under it, if the person is more powerful than them (Dumbles supposed to be most if not joint most powerful) then its easier. But Dumbledore can do more to a person than just place them under imperius. Maybe he started with a potion that weakened his resistance and enabled him to use imperio! Anyway glad you enjoy it. And don’t worry your English was perfect, much better than some people I know.

Draeconin…I find it interesting that you are still reading. But unfortunately I do not agree with you on the class issues you expressed. Its only in the film where the perfect spoken harry turns up and in my experience, every single area in England has its own way of speaking. I’m from Yorkshire myself and sometimes find it hard to determine which words aren’t used in the Queens English. But anyway, took a recent trip to London and in my experience all teenagers talk in their own way, no matter where they are from. And sorry if I over use the word ‘bar’, didn’t notice. I’ll try not to. I do not think that my story is somewhere between an outline and a story, I know it needs improing though. And I’m sorry you think the characters need developing further. I will stress development is supposed to occur over the length of the story, so wait a little while before saying that again. I’m glad that you think I have the talent, as I pointed out earlier I am planning on editing my story now that I have time to do so. And any changes I make will hopefully be an improvement.

Anyway that was a long reply section, thanks to everyone else. Sorry I could reply to you all but I thought I’d better get on to the chapter.


25 A Decision Made

Harry Potter was not by nature a nervous person, but this morning when he woke up you’d never have thought so. Harry Potter was nervous and it showed.

But not everyone was perceptive enough to realize it. Only Krai knew that Harry was anxious, wanting to know his mates decision. Krai of course found this quite funny, a snake didn’t feel nervous. A snake had few feelings but what feelings they had were always strong. And that was how he knew that his Master had no reason to be nervous. His Master’s mate was a definite snake.

They were walking towards breakfast, well, Harry was walking, Krai was riding. Anyway they were walking towards the Great Hall for Breakfast, not too late considering Harry’s long night, when they both sensed it. Harry began walking faster towards the alcove where he knew his mate was waiting. Krai slipped off of his Master’s shoulders and headed down to the Great Hall, he could curl up in his Master’s friends lap and beg some dead meat.

Harry hadn’t even notice his familiars disappearance. He was too intent on reaching Draco. The moment he reached the blondes hiding place a hand snaked out and pulled him into the alcove with him.

Harry was flush against Draco’s chest, the blonde was holding him tightly. As reluctant as he was to break the silence, he had to know.
‘Have…have you made your decision?’ He asked his voice muffled by Draco’s chest.
Draco chuckled.
‘Do you know what I did last night Harry?’ he whispered.
‘No.’

‘Hhmmm, well after putting Blaise to bed like a bloody babysitter…I thought about you. And I trailed my hand down my body, just like this.’ Draco trailed his hand up and down Harry’s sides. ‘I stripped myself slowly imagining it was you doing it.’ He slipped his hands beneath Harry’s robes to lay them on his stomach.

‘I brought my fingers up and tweaked my nipples, imagining it was you doing it to me.’ Again his hands mirrored his words. ‘Do you know how my little fantasy ended Harry?’ Harry gasped, Draco was teasing him so much.

Harry just shook his head unable to speak.
‘I came explosively in your mouth!’ Harry couldn’t stand it anymore. He crushed his lips to Draco’s pushing the blonde back against the wall. He broke the kiss only when they needed to breathe, but instead of stopping he attacked Draco’s neck. He kissed, licked, sucked and bit, marking Draco as his. Draco’s hands pulled him closer and ground their erections together, his hands slipped beneath Harry’s robes and shirt, his nails clawing his skin.

Harry pinned the blonde against the wall, smirking when he felt the blonde’s obvious erection against him. That must have been one hell of a dream! he mused.

His mate was so beautiful like this, in his arms, his face flushed with tented robes. There was so much that he wanted to do to that delicious body, especially the treasure between his mate’s legs. The fact that they couldn’t do any of that now, entered his mind. Even if Ron knew, well had an idea what he was doing the other boys wouldn’t. They’d come up here looking for him, dragging Ron along with them. And while he had no doubt that Ron didn’t mind about Draco being his mate, he knew walking in on something would make the red head extremely uncomfortable.

But there were some things they could do.

Looking back to his mate, he saw the hesitance in Draco’s eyes, he’d taken too long pondering and now his mate was worried. He smiled and began running his hands up and down his mates side, trying to soothe him. Draco clung to him almost desperately, pushing their groins together, causing them both to moan. Nothing mattered anymore. He didn’t want to please himself; the need to please his mate was stronger than any need of his own. He ground his hips forward, rubbing his cock against Draco’s. He started kissing him again, soft and sweet in counterpoint to his thrusts. He wanted to love Draco, to show him how happy he was that Draco wanted him. He wanted to cherish the blonde. Prove to him he was loved.

The sounds Draco made when they touched set his skin aflame. His kisses became more desperate and heated, Draco responded in kind. When his mate curled his fingers in his long hair and tugged, he lost control. He slammed Draco into the wall, the blonde let out a pained moan before returning to their kiss. Harry reached down and picked up one of Draco’s legs to give him better access to his Draco. Each thrust of his hips made Draco mewl prettily. And he soon found himself addicted to the sounds. His thrusts became more erratic, their kisses more hungry.

They came together loudly.

And Harry placed light kisses on Draco’s jaw and trailed his lips down Draco’s neck, before pulling back slightly to look him in the eye. Draco’s head was resting on the wall, his hair falling over his faces, his eyes closed, his breathing fast and shallow. Draco had been beautiful before, but now, seeing him like this, Harry knew that wherever he went in this world he would never find anyone like him. He might glance at someone and think them beautiful, but his eyes would never rest on them with interest. His appraisal would forever be dispassionate unless it involved the man before him. No one could ever compare to Draco in his eyes. And he knew with certainty that he would die without the blonde.

Draco was human, that wasn’t a bad thing but in so many ways it made him both weaker and stronger than Harry. Draco’s body was so much easier to break than his. But the body could always be strengthened. Harry was changing, becoming a predator, his body was strengthening but he was losing something, something important to every human.

It didn’t actually come from the best source but Dumbledore had told him that his ability to feel was one of his greatest strengths. Well now Draco would always be so much stronger than him because any type of emotion would from now on come to Draco much easier than it ever would to Harry.

Unless it was to do with Draco. His love for the blonde and his need to protect him would remain strong, but everything else was slowly leaving him. He knew he would still feel, but never as intensely as he had before. As the months passed his anger would come less and less often and so would everything else. He would still care but he would be more dispassionate, more predatory…distant. He would still have friends and would still care about them, but whereas before he had always run head first into dangerous situations, now he would hang back and plan.

It felt like he’d lost a part of himself.

All he could do was hope that his friendship with Ron wouldn’t suffer for it.

He glanced around, belatedly realizing they should have put up silencing charms. Luckily for them no one had come back up to Gryffindor tower for something they’d forgotten, which was quite unusual for Neville. But anyway, after they’d come back down to earth, Harry cast a quick scurgify and wrapped his arms more firmly about the blondes waist and leaned his head on his mates shoulder, savouring his scent and the sight of the mark that he had just given him.
‘Harry?’ Draco gasped.
‘Hhhhmmm?’
‘Did you just use wandless magic?’
‘Yeh, Krai taught me. It’s no big deal.’
‘No big deal? No big deal? Harry only you could say that was no big deal.’ Harry decided to change the subject, there were better subjects to discuss in the ten minutes left before lessons.

‘You know that was a hell of a way to answer my question.’
‘Hhhhmmm, I thought so too.’ He said cuddling closer to Harry. ‘I’m yours Harry. And you’re mine.’
They shared a gentle kiss before reluctantly parting.
‘What are we going to do Harry? Should we let everybody know or are we going to keep this secret?’ Earlier Harry might have misconstrued this and thought it rejection. But now that he had marked Draco as his…he didn’t have to be so worried.

‘For now, we should hide it.’
‘You don’t want them to know?’ Draco’s voice was quiet and he found himself comforting the blonde again.
‘I don’t want to. But if people knew you were mine, it would put you in danger, not just from the dark.’
‘Dumbledore?’ Harry nodded.
‘It pains me more than you can imagine, knowing that I’ll have to cover up that mark I just gave you. I want to lead you into the Great Hall, my arm around your waist…showing all of them that mark. Seeing their faces when they know what it means…’ He stepped closer to the blonde again and kissed him again, his lips demanding. Draco arched into him and moaned. Satisfied he broke their kiss. ‘That you…’ he punctuated his words with soft kisses from Draco’s jaw to his ear. ‘…are mine.’
‘Yours.’ Draco whispered, his hands threading in Harry’s hair again.

Harry growled and attacked Draco’s neck again with a vengeance. Draco sighed, opening himself more to Harry’s touch. Sounds in the corridor broke Harry’s concentration. He pulled away listening. They were far away, not coming this way. He relaxed and turned back to the blonde.

‘We have to stop.’
Draco looked crestfallen for a moment before the Malfoy mask fell into place.
‘I didn’t mean that I wanted it to end love. Breakfast has ended. We need to get to classes everything must remain as normal as possible.’ He stepped closer, placing his hands on the blonde’s hips. ‘We are going to go to our classes, get through the day. And the moment dinner ends I want you in the room of requirement where I can have you in my arms.’ He wiped away the blonde’s tears with his thumb before kissing him softly. ‘I will never, not want to be with you. But I won’t have people hurting you because you’re with me. I couldn’t handle that Draco. And if I did something, Dumbledore would have the perfect excuse to get rid of me. I don’t know if that’s what he wants but there is something. He’s planning it, I know it. And how can I protect you if I’m not here.’

Draco just nodded and wrapped his arms tighter around Harry.
‘We have so many enemies!’ Harry stated. ‘And we have to beat them. Only then can we be together without fear of something killing us.’
‘What about this curse?’
‘I don’t know. It’s before our time, before anyone’s time really. I don’t see how we can ask anybody for help on this one. We’ll just have to try figuring it out on our own.’ He thought for a moment.

‘Have you ever wondered what the Chamber of Secrets is like?’


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‘I can’t believe I’m in a bloody girl’s bathroom.’ Draco exclaimed.
‘Just be glad Moaning Myrtle isn’t here.’ Harry commented.
Draco just looked at him non-plussed. ‘Harry who’s moaning Myrtle?’ he asked.
‘Crying ghost, who was killed by the basilisk that lived in the chamber. And she fancies me.’ Harry added. It was obvious that the last bit of information was the part that worried him the most. Draco just kept his mouth shut.

He couldn’t believe what he was about to do. His family had been telling him stories for years about the chamber and here he was going down there. Well at least the monster was dead this time. He still couldn’t believe Harry had killed a damned basilisk when he was only twelve, no wonder he couldn’t beat the git at anything.

‘Tell me why we are gong down here again?’

Harry was examining one of the taps at the sink. Even though Harry had told him he still couldn’t believe that this was the legendary opening to the dreaded Chamber of Secrets. ‘Because this is the only place I know of that was created by Salazar Slytherin, hopefully if there’s any information on this curse it’ll be down here.’

Well that makes sense. Draco thought.

Even though he’d been expecting it the hisses caught him by surprise. He hadn’t heard the sounds since second year. Harry didn’t even speak to Krai in parceltongue. Anyway the sound was unnerving coming from a human mouth. But when it was combined with Harry’s new look, his new demeanour, it added a power to him that had been lacking before.

It made him dangerous.

The sounds themselves were odd but he could definitely get used to them. When he spoke the words Harry arched his body and almost swayed slightly with the sounds. The effect the words had on the body that spoke them made up for the sound of the freaky hisses.

He couldn’t believe he was in a dingy little bathroom watching Harry converse with a bloody tap and it was turning him on! But who wouldn’t be turned on by such a sight. It had only lasted for a moment but it was forever imprinted on his mind. It made him actually want to go into the chamber, he knew there would be many more opportunities to watch Harry’s hips sway. The hisses if you didn’t focus on them too clearly could almost sound like gasps of pleasure.

The movement of the sink distracted him. He stepped up beside Harry and found himself looking at a slime covered pipe.
‘No Harry, no way am I going down there.’ He shook his head.
‘Oh come on Draco it’ll be worth it.’ Draco wasn’t convinced. ‘I’ll make it up to you.’ Harry said, his voice coming out as a purr.
He took another look down the pipe, sighed and gave a still some what reluctant nod. The smile Harry gave him was almost worth it.

‘I’ll go first.’ Harry said stepping up to the edge. The pipe looked a lot smaller than it did the last time he used it. Then again he had grown up a bit.

‘Follow me in a few seconds. It’ll give me chance to get clear when I land.’ Without waiting for Draco’s answer Harry stepped off the edge with his arms crossed over his chest.

A moment later, Draco reluctantly followed him.



Well what didja think? Updates will hopefully be a lot more frequent from now on.


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By WeasleysWench

http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600010029


This fic is fun and starts of light hearted. The emails between Harry and Draco are intense and add a depth that is missing in so many fics. The moods change frequently and the thoughts of the boys are so well conveyed that you just don’t want the chapter to end. And deals with some cruelty issues, that nicely blend with the problems of one of my favourite characters.

I’d recommend this and any story this author writes in the future. Check out her other work. You wont regret it!