Cracking the Gold

Author\'s Note: Gah. Sorry for delay. Many days I was like \"I\'m updating NOW\" then I got dragged away by something or other. Mostly Grad stuffies. But, since I\'m picking up my cap and gown tomorrow, and the next week basically is a write off (because of after parties) I figured I better update now. And it\'s midnight. X_X But I\'m gonna make sure it\'s still a long one. ^_^

Disclaimer: See Introduction

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Releasing Draco\'s fingers, Harry smirked. \"Payback.\"

Harry\'s mind was having a brain attack--a brain equivalent to a heart attack. It was spasming that Harry was actually doing such...forbidden things, but his heart, gut and......were pounding otherwise. He was starting to explore a bit more, relaxing. Still, he smirked, grabbed another berry and ate it. Leaning forward, he kissed Draco squickly, proving he hadn\'t eaten the berry as it had seemed. Now, it laid in the blonde\'s mouth instead.


Draco blinked twice at the transfer, then smiled, not sure really whether he liked the taste of Harry with Raspberry, or whether he liked the taste of Raspberry with Harry better.


Harry chuckled and plucked another fruit from the plate, muching it in happiness of the look on Draco\'s face. He\'d figured out how to survive in all this. Not to completely do everything he was \'supposed\' to do. If he tried to take control, per say, occasionally, he loved the reaction\'s he could get from his...\"Master\".


And honestly Draco was glad that Harry wasn\'t completely broken, not enough to dampen his sense of rivalry at least.


Licking his lips purposefully, Harry munched on a piece fo watermelon. Scooting so that he was resting half on Draco, half on the headboard, he munched another berry happily, stomach now quiet.


Draco smiled, his own head dipping in to claim Harry\'s lips once more, hunger rising to the surface, pressing his hips down against Harry\'s a moment.


A rush flowed from the middle of his spine, down to the base of his back and up to his brain in a matter of a second as he tried to deepen it hungrily, finding he needed....wanted his prince more and more lately. He knew he should stop, stop kissing him, stop thinking of him as he was beginning to get embarassingly--painfully hot. Still, his left arm curled around to Draco\'s left cheek to hold their kiss for a moment before the blonde had a chance to slip away.


Not that he had any intention of doing so, considering that he was deepening the kiss himself, purring against Harry\'s lips, mewling faintly in the back of his throat, just wanting more.


Harry had been just about to pull away for the sake of his hips\' comfort, when Draco made that noise. How does he... Cutting himself off, he hungrily deepened into the blonde\'s lips, not knowing how someone could make such adoreable and kitten like sounds--and not caring. He loved them.


Draco deepened the kiss once again before finally drawing away with a soft moan, gasping for breath as he settled back slightly once more, giving Harry room to breathe.


He didn\'t want to breathe. He could die like that--if he was allowed to. But he was happy he wasn\'t, which meant he could do this...forever. That sparked a thought in Harry, and he turned to Draco, suddenly on a semi-serious note. \"How old is Tom...?\"


He blinked at that, then again, then he shrugged, \"Sixteen. Perpetually.\" He shook his head then, \"No one knows for sure, since no one knows for sure what years he was at Hogwarts.\"


\"Then...\" He paused, staring at the food in thought. \"Then...how does...\" Breathe and make sense. \"He\'s won now, regretfully I admit and accept that. But...we know he opened the chamber fifty somewhat years ago, or he was there... Can he...\" Closing his eyes Harry tried to arrange the words floating in his head to make sense.

\"He\'s basically risen from the dead...so...is he immortal?\"


Draco shrugged, ruffling a hand through his hair, sweeping it away from his face, \"I don\'t honestly know, not even the inner circle does. He doesn\'t let on to anything that might be a weakness.\"


\"I was just...I just thought--that...if he is...then...how does he plan to...erm...I\'m going to die eventually--naturally--anyway...\" Emeralds lowered, it almost seemed as if he didn\'t want to die anymore, almost as if he wanted Riddle to rule. If it keeps Draco near...


Draco\'s brow furrowed, blinking, \"I\'m sure he\'s got some sort of plan, always does. Might just intend to keep you asleep for a hundred years like the princess. How should I now?\"


Harry shrugged. \"You\'d know more than I would...\" Asleep? Forever...? Harry didn\'t know if he liked that...then again he didn\'t know whether he\'d enjoy living forever either. He shifted nervously. This bothered him now. He wasn\'t sure why...but it did.


Draco half smiled, shaking his head, \"He keeps that sort of thing from everyone, doesn\'t want it getting out if he has weaknesses and what they might be.\"


Wishing he hadn\'t thought of this topic, he found himself thinking up every possible thing Riddle would do to keep him alive. Would he end up like Neville\'s parents...insane but living--somehow forever? Would he be fed to werewolves? Did they live forever? Would he freeze Harry? Popping another berry into his mouth, his glazed eyes stared at nothing, visioning everything. Would he keep him just barely alive? Torture him until near death, and just keep him there so he wouldn\'t fight? Lock him away? Blind him?


Draco\'s brow furrowed, ruffling his fingers gently through the other\'s hair, stroking down the back of his neck, \"What is it?\"


Taking a deep breath, Harry leaned sideways to Draco, resting his head on his shoulder. \"Afraid I guess...\" he replied slowly and quietly, timidly. He\'d never...ever admitted that he was scared. Fiddling with the berry in his hands, his gaze still off in the distance.


Draco\'s brow furrowed, leaning in to nuzzle the line of Harry\'s jaw gently, \"of Tom?\" He shook his head, \"He\'s done with you until you become a threat again.\"


Relaxing slightly at the reassurance of touch, he nodded weakly. \"But aren\'t I always a threat...?\" He supposed maybe he\'d be fine until...unless he tried to kill himself again. Perhaps. Until Riddle found another way to torture him.

Or another reason.


Draco\'s brow furrowed again at that, shaking his head, \"Not now that he knows that if you die so does he.\" He shrugged, ruffling a hand through the other\'s hair once more.


Closing his eyes, he turned towards Draco, so they were both facing the same way, Harry slightly towards the blonde as he curled almost into a ball, sheets still carefully tucked over his...over him. \"Forget I said anything...\" more to himself, he stated. He didn\'t want to think of that--ever.


Draco\'s brow became one, crinkled together, arm settling around Harry\'s waist once more, gently, not really sure what else to do at that moment.


Leaning more onto the blonde, he closed his eyes and continued chewing on some more berries, pushing those thoughts from his mind. After a few more moments of happily eating, Harry found he was beginning to get stuffed of the fruit, and politely popped one more into his mouth before stopping.


Draco lips tugged into a curve then, setting the tray aside, head tilting, \"Feeling better then?\" He wasn\'t sure really what else to ask, since Harry seemed jumpier than ever, though, he did have every right to be


Nodding, Harry gave a little smile. \"Alright, much less hungry now. At all even.\" Shifting a bit, he rested his head on Draco\'s shoulder, adjusted the sheets on his lap so they didn\'t sag into his lap...and slowly and slightly hesitantly slid his right arm across Draco\'s waist in a hug.


Draco smiled at that, fingers sliding up along Harry\'s arm and back down, petting gently, soothing him as much as possible.


Closing his eyes contently, he rested there, trying not to shiver at the goosebumps racing after the blonde\'s fingers.


He smiled slightly at that reaction, still petting gently, as if that was the only thing in the world he wanted to do to the other man at that moment.


This position was oddly comfortable despite the odd angles his waist and neck were in. However, he kept adjusting the sheets over his lap with a tingle running through his ears, burning the skin in embarassment. It always seemed that every moment the two shared lately, had the same effect on him, and he thought this for sure wasn\'t normal, as hed never experienced this this often before. It was embarassing.


Draco was humming softly, still petting the other\'s arm, up and down and back again, just slow, even strokes, smiling faintly.


Harry let his head fall a bit at the feeling to rest on Draco\'s chest, listening to his breathing compared to his own. He\'d taken to this lately, he wasn\'t sure why. It was intriging.


Draco\'s brow furrowed slightly at that, fingers trailing through the other man\'s hair, \"What\'re you doing?\" he asked softly.


Murmuring for a moment, Harry lifted his head with a shy smile and looked at Draco. \"Guess I find it interesting. I\'ve never really heard anyone else\'s heart beat, or paid attention to their breathing...\"


He half smiled, ruffling his fingers through the other\'s hair again, \"Okay then.\"


Slightly embarassed, he took a moment before resting his head back onto the blonde\'s shoulder. Another moment or three passed before Harry spoke again, quietly. It probably was only barely heard because the man\'s lips were so close to Draco\'s ear. \"Hungry?\"


A shiver slid down his spine at the rumble of Harry\'s voice so close,even as soft as it was. He managed to shake his head after a moment, \"I\'m alright.\"


Harry was almost disappointed, shoulders sagging slightly. \"You\'re sure?\" He wasn\'t sure why he was pushing it, perhaps lack of something to do.


Draco smiled slightly, nuzzling Harry\'s jaw gently, \"Yes. Though..\" There was a pause, catching his thoughts a moment, \"If you want me to.\"


Ears red in shyness, Harry\'s eyes closed, nodding into the nuzzle as a tingle rang in his low stomache. \"I...\" His arms slid from Draco\'s waist to hold him around the shoulders, swallowing thickly as his lips brushed Draco\'s cheek. \"I do...\" he whispered quietly.


Draco swallowed thickly at that, it was almost too good to believe really, that Harry was already reacting so well to the feedings. He nodded, nuzzling the line of the other man\'s jaw and down the side of his throat gently.


That shiver in his naval intensified and crept to his shoulders, then back down to his---he bit back a throated moan. Resting his forehead along Draco\'s temple still, he bit his lip gently, his thoughts straying to wonder if Draco would ever bite his lip, or arm, or side...or---; before all thoughts left him and his arms shifted around the blonde\'s neck.


Draco smiled at the moan, nuzzling still, waiting until Harry had a firmer hold before finally biting down, moaning himself at the saltsweet rush of blood across his tongue, the heat of it perfect as far as he was concerned.


Harry\'s grip loosened immensely as that rush and euphoria slammed into him again, his heart pounding away happily, as if trying to push more blood to the wound--which it probably was. Instinctively the boy\'s head fell back to allow more room for Draco as cute little happy noises mixed in with shallow breaths.


Draco managed to close one of the punctures, just so that Harry wouldn\'t loose too much too quickly, and so that in turn, he wouldn\'t gorge himself, since that always made him sluggish.


Breathing deeply in long, careful intakes, Harry\'s nails dug into Draco\'s neck in attempts to stay upright, but the strength had left his fingers. He was flying--no, this was better than flying. Better than Quidditch...he never thought he\'d say that. Soft whimpers and faint whisps of moans left his lips in a string of sounds as he managed to tangle a hand in the blonde\'s hair happily.


Draco finally released him, just licking gently at the marks, letting them close, purring softly, feeling greatly euphoric himself, and much better.


Slumping back against the blonde, Harry let his eyes close as he tried to steady his breathing, sinking so that his head was back on Draco\'s chest, listening to the pounding of his heart comparing to his own thumping in every vein. A smile crept onto his lips when he noted how similar they were in timing suddenly.


Before long, really only a scattering of feedings, they would be identical, which in turn would make it easier for Harry to tell when Draco needed blood, since his own heart would slow as well, that was simply the bond between vampire and thrall.


Taking a deep breath, Harry kissed the junction of shoulder and neck softly before allowing himself to sink completely against the other. Merlin...definately...falling... Flopping over, draped across Draco\'s lap, Haryr\'s fingers had rising to flutter over the marks that should be there after moving the tag out of the way. A smile played on his lips gently.


Draco smiled at that, running his fingers through Harry\'s hair gently, petting more than anything, still purring softly, soothing the other man.


Trailing his nails gently over the invisible wounds still seemed to cause shivers of rememberance. Tilting his head towards Draco\'s hand, his whole face seemed to beam, to smile and leak the truth of his comfort with the other.


He chuckled softly, shaking his head as he trailed his fingers through the other\'s hair still, petting and caressing, \"So sweet you are Harry.\"


\"Mmm...no I\'m not--\" he uttered before a chuckle showed on his lips, \"I\'m simply menacing...\" With a soft hum, Harry turned onto his side, still sprawled across the prince\'s lap before he kissed the skin on his side challengingly. As if to prove he was evil, he nipped the soft flesh sharply, then seemed content to suck the salt of it for a moment, waiting for the reaction.


He squeaked at the nip, taken by surprise. Then he laughed softly, shaking his head, fingers brushing through the other\'s hair, \"No, well, maybe a little, but your blood is better than champagne.\"


Chewing playfully on the blonde\'s side for a moment, Harry looked up at Draco. \"Oh is it now? Then I\'ll have to start charging you, hmm? Nothing good comes free after all--.\" He smiled. I like this--alot. No turmoil, no fighting, no past, just...just... He paused, then his inner mind said the word he was afraid to. Just love? ....Yes. Things were starting to feel natural, and he loved that, he loved the feelings Draco gave him, loved that he felt protected, loved that he had; at least; some effect on the other.


Draco chuckled at that, shaking his head and ruffling the other\'s hair again, \"Perhaps you should, then you could buy your freedom at some point in the future.\" He shook his head, \"Not that it would do you much good, you\'re still bound to me and I still intend to keep you around.


A pout came across his face with the first sentence, faking as much hurt as he could. \"And if I don\'t want freedom? If I\'m enjoying myself right here?\" He squirmed atop of Draco, then heard the rest of his words. \"Exactly, the only point in me leaving, would be for you to see me crawling back, or you crawling to find me.\" Grinning, thoughts obviously flickered in Harry\'s eyes, enjoying this thought of Draco crawling to him in need. \"Hmm...might test that one out later...\" he murmured as he sat up carefully, then tenderly kissed Draco, arms back around his neck.


Draco chuckled softly, returning the kiss before answering the satement, fingers trailing through the other man\'s hair gently, \"Good luck. A Malfoy never crawls anywhere, for any reason.\"


Smiling, eyes closed, Harry leaned to the hand. \"We\'ll see...\" And that was when Harry made it a personal goal to figure out a way to make Draco crawl--at any cost.


Draco smiled slightly at that, that sounded like a challenge, and he did so love a challenge. He nuzzled Harry\'s nose, smiling as well, \"As I said. Good luck.\"


Laughing quietly, he bit at Draco\'s cheek, then chin, then lower lip shortly and quickly. His ears were hidden by his hair, thankfully as they were burning. Harry kept pushing his current state from his mind in hopes to forget it and make it go away.


Draco chuckled softly, fingers curling through the hair at the nape of Harry\'s neck, giving it a gentle tug, \"You think you\'re a kitten now Harry?\"


Unconsciously freezing for a moment--oddly as a kitten would at a mother\'s grip--Harry looked at Draco. \"Now why would I think that?\" He\'d never owned a cat, never really saw one other than McGonagall and Crookshanks--and both were rather evil in their own ways. What did he mean...? He couldn\'t purr...though at times he wished he could.


Draco shook his head, nuzzling the other man\'s nose, \"All the nibbling. They do that reflexively, looking for a teat.\" He shrugged, \"Not that that\'s what you\'re doing I should hope.\"


A blush crept all over Harry\'s face as he slightly shied away as if a turtle recoiling into his shell. He shook his head a bit. Note One: don\'t nibble. Note Two: Well, only his ears apparently.


Draco smiled, fingers stroking the line of Harry\'s jaw a moment, \"Not that you should stop of course.\" He added, smiling further.


Harry blinked. Scratch note one. I think... Leaning in again, the brunette kissed Draco quickly before settling in onto his shoulder, facing the side and his shoulder dug perfectly under the blonde\'s arm. Must...stop...or will...explode...


Draco smiled slightly at the repositioning, nuzzling Harry\'s nose a moment, just gently, settling in more comfortably against the brunette.


Taking a shakey breath, Harry smiled happily, fingers idly trailing the line of his collar now. It was amazing how he was so repulsed by it before...but now intrigued. Pulling the sheet higher on his waist nervously and shifted so he didn\'t press against it---showing his camping abilities.


Draco smiled slightly at that, his own fingers cool against Harry\'s skin as he did the same, just a slow, even stroking, tracing the edge of the woven links of the collar.


Eyes fluttering closed to the light, Harry tried to seal his lips shut, resting his head against the blonde\'s arm, settling down more, stretching his neck just slightly. It might be passed off as trying to get hair off his neck, as it returned a second later to its original position.


Draco chuckled softly, just the very tips of his fingers stroking back and forth along the edge of the collar, lifting Harry\'s hair away from his neck gently, \"Better?\"


Damn, now he didn\'t have an excuse. He nodded anyways. A croak of a yes came from his no longer sealed lips. He couldn\'t keep doing this---it wasn\'t natural for anything but bones to remain hard! Swallowing nervously, he shifted again, but made sure his neck never left Draco\'s soft touch.


Draco smiled again, head tilted, tone mildly concerned, \"Is everything alright Harry? You don\'t sound quite well.\"


Letting a quiet whimper out, Harry shook his head, then ignoring his actions uttered a quiet \'I\'m fine\' before clenching his eyes shut and forced long deep breaths.


Draco chuckled softly, fingers petting along Harry\'s torso again, just letting the other cling to his bubble of disillusionment, \"Alright.\"


Shivering at the cool touch, the brunette muttered under his breath for a moment, as if talking to himself. Then he sat up and twisted to face Draco, an almost pleading in his eyes. Biting his lip, he finally got words out loud, \"Will...umm...\" Nervous shift. \"Can we...\" Lowered eyes. \"Would...\" Suddenly a quiet voice, \"would you take me to that r-room...or...or just something...p-please...?\" He gripped the sheets, seeming to be bothered more in this state now that he\'d voiced there was actually something \"wrong\".


Draco smiled, fingers finally dipping past Harry\'s waist, still on the outside of the sheet, brushing against the readily apparent arousal there, nuzzling the hollow of the other\'s throat, \"We don\'t have to go anywhere.\"


The whimper loudened, as a hand reached quickly to Draco\'s, gripping it as he leaned his head back, biting his lips sharply. \"Merlin...\"


Draco smiled, fingers tightening just a moment, the pressure almost pulsing really, mostly just because he could. He purred softly against the other\'s throat, smirking, \"Good?\"


Mouth falling open and his tongue slid back, cutting off his air for a moment before allowing to intake a large gasp of it. Merlin...I shoulda said something sooner, I-- Fingers curled tighter around Draco\'s arm for a brief moment as he fought not to show how strong the blonde\'s touch really was. I shoulda known he\'d t-tease... A low groan escaped past his tongue in a bare whizz of air.


Draco chuckled, head dipping to nibble at Harry\'s lower lip while his fingers continued tightening and relaxing, just that same pulsing pressure against the man\'s arousal through the sheet.


A hot, stuttering breath flushed from Harry\'s lips across to Draco\'s as he raised his arms to curl around his neck, then tangle into the shining strands. He would have kissed the other, had he not been so utterly breathless---would Draco ever let him breathe? He partially hoped not.


Draco smiled, finally releasing his hold, hand dipping beneath the sheet to curl against Harry\'s hip, petting there, \"feeling better yet?\"


Hips rose, trying subconsciously to follow the heat of the hand before falling back to the bed as he gave a small whimper, trying to kiss the moving lips, which was hard in his fogged state of mind.


Draco decided then that he\'d have to do this to the other more often, just as often as possible in fact.


Another quiet whimper to Draco\'s ear had Harry trying to sit closer to the blonde in any way possible short of straddling his hips. Fingers tangled in golden strands, he tried to keep the lips still--not realizing hair wasn\'t really connected to lips--and pressed a weak yet strong begging kiss just to the side of the lips before him, at the junction of the mouth.


Draco purred, returning the kiss hungrily, twisting sideways to bring Harry up across one thigh so he straddled only one leg, giving him something solid to rock against at least.


Falling surrender to the blonde\'s hunger, it was easy to move him as pleased. When he realized the position he was in, barely a tinge of red crept over his ears and just under his eyes, as he felt almost too...lusty?...to care. This only allowed him to wrap his arms more around the neck, right hand tangling into the Draco\'s right side of his head, left into the left; arms criss-crossed at the neck.


Draco grinned as he was pressed closer, thigh tensing under Harry, his own hips rocking forward slightly as he sucked hard at the other man\'s lower lip, nibbling intently, breath already gone shallow.


Pressing his forehead against the blonde\'s, Harry grasped for air before he was happily pulled into another spinning world of bliss. A groan escaped him as the blonde\'s hips moved, and this seemed to trigger realization that--somehow--things could still feel even better. Surrendering his lips to his...to Draco, he hesitantly and experimentally rolled his hips in a sloppy ameteur way, almost jerky.


Draco smiled at that as well, fingers curled against Harry\'s hips, keeping him close, guiding his movements as best he could, still nibbling the other\'s lower lip, purring against it, \"Good, good.\"


Feeling almost frustrated now, feeling like the blonde was teasing him beyond anything. He knew it was him though, he should\'ve said something sooner, then he could\'ve been that much happier earlier. A shiver slithered down Harry\'s throat, spine, right through his crotch and hips, then down to his toes at Draco\'s words--word.

Tilting his head back so he wasn\'t banging foreheads with Draco, his jaw dropped for air, allowing his lip to be tortured. The brunette was still attempting to learn the wave and seduction of hip movement, but instead he was only fumbly and awkward. Had he been in a slightly better state of mind, he\'d have stopped embarassingly, but he was too pleading now. His chest rising and falling against Draco\'s quickly, one hand over Draco\'s heart to compare the pulses, other pulling him tightly to him in soft whimpers and pleas.


Draco smiled, taking pity on him then, hand returning to knead at the root of his rigid arousal, stroking once, twice and a third time, rapidly, evenly, skin so cool against the other\'s heat that it might as well have been burning.


A shiver shot up his spine, numbing his mind as Harry\'s forehead dropped to Draco\'s shoulder and neck, hips bucking sharply against the junction on the blonde\'s hip. His words were strangled, and almost forced out instead of the moans they wanted to be, \"Will you...a-always c-catch...me?\" He wanted desperately to let go of that ledge he\'d been clinging onto by tearing nails, but he didn\'t want to be crushed at the bottom, but he wanted to give in, needed to.


Draco purred against Harry\'s ear, \"Of course.\" Even his voice was a purr, low and warm and inviting, stroking mercilessly at the other man\'s arousal now, nibbling the lobe of his ear.


Thoughts and speech were melding together as random words slipped past Harry\'s lips, \"...I\'ve...Merlin\'s beard...your...\" A groan muffled from him as his hips bucked and his arms tightened as his mind numbed over and his whole body tensed.


Draco smiled slightly, leaning up to nuzzle the shell of the other\'s ear, thigh still tight against his rocking, fingers kneading as they stroked, fully intent on bringing Harry to the brink and letting him hang there for a moment before letting him go.


Abs tightening against the blonde\'s chest, Harry was gasping for air now, mind off in Never Never Land in the clouds. Almost grinding his teeth, he had no idea what his body was doing anymore only the pleasure was on his mind, the brunette\'s head tilted to the side at the touch. \"Blimey I\'ve...f-fallen...f....\" Another straggled cry erupted from his chest, \"f-for....\"


His voice was a low purr against Harry\'s throat, smiling faintly, \"Cum for me Harry.\" He nuzzled up under the other\'s chin, \"Don\'t hesitate, cum for me.\"


Hands curling into fists against Draco\'s scalp and chest now, face wrinkled in almost in pain from the blonde\'s teasing teetering on the ledge. His phrase was hanging on his tongue, though he didn\'t remember starting it, nor would he remember the scream of \'\"a prince\" that finished it. Had he been in his right mind, he might have been afraid that he was strangling Draco with his suddenly tight grip as everything seemed to let lose within him and rush to one area, one sensation overwhelmed area. Head hanging back, thighs were bucking against the blonde\'s hand and chest as much as he could, the odd stumbled attempt at a roll here and there.


Draco continued stroking, head dipping in to latch onto the other\'s throat, sucking hard, just the edges of teeth pressed against skin.


At the new heightened rush of euphoria that his body gave, tricked into thinking that the blood had a reason to suddenly rush there, Harry tensed as firm as a rock and practically shrieked out a cry to the blonde. His drive had given one convincing pulse before falling victim to Draco\'s words and exploding like a failed firecracker.


Draco purred at that, smiling slowly against the other\'s throat, eyes half closed, lifting his hand to lick the other\'s seed away, as usual content as a kitten with cream.


Gasping for air, Harry collapsed again Draco weakly, heart pounding and mind spinning like a time turner spun a billion times in a second. Hair matted over his face now, Harry\'s eyes were closed as he let himself let go of that cliff finally, falling into the blonde\'s embrace with a weak smile, but beaming emotions radiating from him.


Draco smiled, brushing Harry\'s hair away from his face gently with cool fingers, also serving to cool his forehead as he did so, \"Such a good boy.\"


Relaxing more as the cool touch hit his sweating forehead, Harry still tried to catch his breath, praying that he wasn\'t making a mistake by letting go of his safety, of his cliff. One hand snaked around Draco\'s and after a hesitant minute, looped fingers with his.


He smiled slightly at that, weaving his fingers carefully with Harry\'s, still brushing the other man\'s hair away from his face, \"It\'s alright now. Just rest.\"


Shifting onto his side a bit, he closed his eyes and rested his torso on Draco\'s lap, and his head practically in the nook of his arm, half laying down. A few times, he leaned gently into the cool touch, his skin radiating heat and he simply loved how cool the other always was--especially at times like this.


Draco was content with that, petting the other\'s hair, waiting for him to begin to drift off. Half-asleep people were the best to interrogate, because they didn\'t know otherwise.


Taking a few deep breaths, Harry settled a bit closer to Draco, an attempted hidden smile on his face. He hid a yawn, simply shifting again and his thumb idly running back and forth on the back of the blonde\'s hand.


Draco smiled, purring softly as he continued his gentle petting, \"That\'s it, just relax, sleep, you\'ve earned it.\"


The smile finally slid onto his face as his eyes suddenly felt extremely heavy, as if he was merely a robot that did everything Draco suggested. He couldn\'t help it--he just...wasn\'t uncomfortable anymore, and he was happy and relaxed, not as tense.


Draco smiled, still petting, waiting until Harry had relaxed off into sleep, at least mostly, before murmuring a faint, \"You\'ve fallen?\"


Eyes shut and shifting only barely beneath the lids, Harry made a murmured sound then a trail of \'Mmm...\' sounded. His thumb had eventually stopped stroking the back of his hand and all his muscles relaxed into, mostly, a slumber.


Draco smiled again, still petting, voice soothing, lilting almost, \"For a prince?\"


Normally this would cause a blush and embarassed hise attempt, but being so close to sleeping, he didn\'t seem to register that he should be. Shifting just barely again, Harry worked his way closer to Draco\'s chest, as he nodded with a yawn. \"Yes...D...\" Pausing for another yawn, he continued, \"...Draco...\" It seemed possible that he wasn\'t sure who he was with, or maybe that he was dreaming, but he still stayed close enough to unconsciously follow the heartbeat of the blonde.


His brow furrowed slightly at that, still petting, careful not to disrupt the pattern, knowing that if Harry slipped deeper, or woke, it was over, \"What\'s his name?\"


Breathing deeply, his eyes still moved slowly beneath the lids, keeping him just barely awake. \"An enemy.\" He seemed to laugh slightly, as if in disbelief, smiling at the irony. \"A Malfoy...\" Who he should hate, and had hated--who now made him feel better than anything. \"...Draco...\" His voice was softer, as if afraid saying the name loudly would break him and make him lose the man he laid on.


Draco blinked twice at that, then smiled slowly, that was just... fantastic. He settled back, still petting the other\'s hair, relaxing into the cushions himself.


\"I didn\'t want to--but he...\" It seemed Harry was feeling like talking in his \'sleep\'. \"He\'s the only one that\'s been here. Yes, the first day was bad, but he\'s n...\" Yawn. \"Never hurt me, but been there more than anyone...\" His voice was sleepy, but his eyes had a faint scrunch in the corner in a trace of a smile. He still wasn\'t used to living without glasses, but he loved it.


Draco smiled at that as well, obviously he hadn\'t known that he meant so much to the other, it made him feel all the more possessive and protective.


\"...the bloody git...\" A tiny laugh sounded in his chest, his last attempt, hopefully, to deny how much the blonde meant to him. Though, later Harry wouldn\'t remember this too well, if at all, unless Draco brought it up to keep him from denying things any longer.


And he might, but not at the moment, at the moment he was content just knowing what he knew now as the truth.


Seeming to be let go of Draco\'s will to keep him in the middle state of awake and dream, Harry finally slipped off into a motionless slumber for the time being, face turning to rest against a chest, ear pressed near the beating heart.


Draco smiled at that as well, still petting, letting himself relax as well, though not to sleep even still.



An hour or two into his rest, Harry could be found tossing and turning, not much, but enough to give an idea that his dreams weren\'t happy and cheerful. His lids only flicked just barely as they darted around in the sleep land, and he made no sounds, except for his still steady breathing.

Parting his eyes, the man blinked into the darkness he was surrounded in. It was night which was usually calm, but something felt unsettling about the air around him. Sitting up, he looked to Draco who laid beside him on the other portion of the gigantic bed. That was normal. Scanning the room, everything else seemed in place as well. Shelves, curtains drawn, windows closed, door closed. What was it then?

Deciding it was nothing, Harry looked back to Draco before laying back down. However, he didn\'t get tthe laying down part as he jumped in shock to find the blonde sitting up and looking back at him. Damn him and his sneakiness. ~Are you alright pet?~ Nodding a yes, Harry wondered why Draco had switched back to his \'pet\', for he remembered he\'d used that mostly in the beginning when Harry refused to obey. Then recognition set in as he remembered that the blonde wasn\'t ever consistant with one name or another because of his moods, though he propbably tried. Relieved that everything was alright, the brunette laid back down, resting his head on the pillow and closing his eyes.


Draco\'s brow furrowed as he watched Harry sleep, resuming petting his hair a moment later, wondering over whether or not he should wake the man, if it would do any good.


Harry seemed to settle at whatever was happening in his mind, as he settled down his stirring and seemed peaceful again...if only for a moment.

The man jumped as he felt a hand suddenly on his upper arm, but relaxed as it was gentle. ~You looked troubled pet, is something the matter?~ Shaking his head again as he rolled over to look at the golden outline of the pale skinned blond in the little moonlight there was. Harry simply told him of his worries that there was something amiss in the room and it made him a bit worried.

Smiling in assurance that he was alright, Harry abruptly found himself wincing as the concerned hold on his arm tightened sharply, making him wince and try to shy away at it. Draco held firm. ~You better think something\'s wrong pet, because there is. You.~

The man\'s emerald eyes widened at these words, as he sat up, trying to pry the stronger man\'s grip from his arm. \'Draco, stop it, you\'re hurting me!\' A snarl crept onto the blonde\'s lips, worse than any smirk he\'d seen before,

~Good. It\'s about time.~

In bed, Harry was pulling the blankets from around his arm, thinking it was Draco\'s grip, though still fast asleep, lids twitching as his eyes \'scanned his \'surroundings\'.

\'Draco! Let m--OWW!\' Wincing, Harry tried to pull away, but instead was only jerked up against the blonde, both of his shoulders being gripped firmly and painfully. He didn\'t like that glint in his eyes.

~I\'ve waited long enough pet. Now it\'s my turn. You were a fool to think that you could escape us, you know that? Yes, I was temporarily blinded by your actions, but that\'s why Tom looks out for me. However, I don\'t think you got what you deserved for what you put me through. You almost cost us our Lord. You almost cost me my blood supply. Never again. You will not get out of hand again.~


Draco\'s brow furrowed further, doing what he could to disentangle the blanket from around the other man, since it seemed to be giving him trouble.


Trembling, Harry was frozen in Draco\'s grip. \'W-what do you mea--\'

~You know what I mean.~ And with that snarl, Draco snagged the bed sheets and coiled them tightly around Harry\'s wrists, then charmed them even tighter. Crying out, Harry fought as he winced at the burns the fabric made. Just as he was about to protest again, Harry was shoved forward, waist and above off the bed, hanging down over the side. fingers gripped his ankles in place as he felt the sheets coiling themselves around his knees, planting them in place, then down to secure his ankles as well.

Harry churned beneath the mass of covers he\'d managed to get under, twisting slowly, but he still made no sound, nor woke up.

~I won\'t loose my blood due to your stupidity.~ With a mutter of words, Draco had secured Harry\'s hands to the floor above his head, and he found his blood rushing to his brain, making him dizzy.

\'Please...I...I\'m sorry!\'

~I\'ve put up with those lies long enough. Now I can make you pay just as Tom did.~ Recognition and fear overwhelmed Harry as he suddenly fought, crying out and tears sprung to his eyes.

In his tossing and turning, Harry managed to get himself tied p in the sheets as his sudden tossing still managed to be small and weightless on the mattress. He\'d also managed to get himself into rightly the same position he was dreaming of, scaring him further. Blood rushing to his head as he slept, arms above him, coiled half tightly around his wrists and legs awkwardly sprawled.

In Harry\'s struggling, he managed to pass out from the rushes to his head, and shortly thereafter, woke with a quiet gasp as he felt Draco\'s fingers gripping his sides firmly and his fangs sinking into the middle of his back painfully. Choking on a cry, Harry couldn\'t understand how this hurt so much, when it normally didn\'t. ~I can make it hurt it I want pet,~ the blonde stated around clasped fangs and dripping blood, seemingly having heard the silent question. Pulling at the sheets and weakly begging the other as his mind spun in pain and dizziness, Harry tried to pull away.

Harry now seemed subdued in his sleep, mumbling nothings against the side of the mattress, still \'trapped\' hanging over the side.


Draco had sat bolt upright as Harry toppled over the side of the bed, snagging his shoulder in an attempt to haul him back, though given that Harry was lost somewhere in dreams and not about to give them up so easily, it was difficult to do, even with his strength.


Harry screamed sharply, louder than before as Draco forced himself within the boy, without the aid of any charm. Through his own screaming and struggles, Harry still managed to hear the words uttered by the blode, lips still clenched around his spinal area, ~You\'re going to pass out soon...and then I\'ll have my payment and will be able to tell you this was all your imagination. You\'ll be too weak to think otherwise.~

Chuckling, the fangs sunk into the tender side of the boy, stealing everything he could, both in physical nature and bloodwise. After another few long minutes of Harry crying and sagging weakly and blindly against the bed, he screamed shrilly again, tears flowing down his face as the man in power withdrew, then slammed back in, the shattering pain sending him into unconsciousness.

The screams were echo\'ed by the real world Harry, as were the tears and his struggles as he clawed at the floor before passing out at the intensity of the nightmare.


Draco was worried by the noises, finally managing to simply haul Harry up physically, petting his hair, \"Harry? Come back to me, it\'s time to wake up now.\"


Head rolling back as he was pulled up and into the blonde\'s embrace, tears could be seen staining his cheeks, and his body had gone limp in his unconscious state. His eyes no longer fluttered beneath the lids but laid motionless when not threatening to drip more salted dew drops.


Draco\'s brow was still furrowed, lifting the other man\'s hair away from his forehead, brushing the tears away with a crooked knuckle, \"Harry, c\'mon, it\'s time to wake up.\"

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Responses to Reviews on this Chapter

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myniephoenix
oh my god! i am so overwhelmed i hope you update agair soor

I hope to, but with grad coming up, I can\'t garentee. *squeels* Tomorrow I gt t be a princess! ^_^ lol


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Lyoness
Oh my god what an awful nightmare! And just when I thought Harry could be happy with Draco.

*pats* It\'ll be okay.... *hands little Harry&Draco plushie* *then starts making them by masses*


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Kyande
Just wanted to point out that there was an IM name in this chapter, twice. Continue with the story! I can\'t wait to see what happens next.

Thank you. I edited it. It was late, I thought I had them all. ^^; *hands cookie and plushie in thanks*

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