Soul Bond

Draco stared across the room at Potter. He didn’t understand what his fascination with him was, but lately he couldn’t seem to get him off of his mind. Last night when they shook hands Draco felt a strong electric current shoot through his body. Since then he hadn’t had a moment that his mind hadn’t been on Harry. Harry? Where the hell did that come from? Potter! His name is Potter!

He watched as the young man laughed with his bushy haired friend. He felt his cock start to grow under his robes and realized he had better think of something else besides Harry’s sexy smile or everyone in the great hall would know where his thoughts were. Damn! Potter! He had to remember his name was Potter! He didn’t understand this total lack of control. Just looking at Potter made him think of all the things he wanted to do to him. He hadn’t even realized he was gay until this obsession had begun several months ago. He had always enjoyed women, but now he couldn’t even muster up the slightest bit of a hard on for one.

This morning he had to take an icy cold shower to get his cock to behave, and that hadn’t even worked. He ended up wanking and moaning out Harry’s name when his release came moments later. He wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom to Blaire’s laughing face. “Don’t even say it,” he growled as he slammed his bedroom door in his best friends face. He could still here the laughter ringing in his ears.

How could he go from thinking of Harry, err, Potter as his total enemy to lusting after him and thinking about him non-stop. This was not acceptable. He had to get control over his emotions. Malfoy’s were not emotional! He heard Harry’s deep laugh from across the room and he looked up to see his laughing eyes watching him. Their eyes met and held and Draco knew he was lost.

He watched as Harry’s smile faded and continued to hold his gaze. He saw Harry lick his lips and Draco almost moaned out loud. He would have given anything to feel Harry’s wet pink tongue on him. Closing his eyes he took a deep breath and tried to slow down his racing heart. Looking up one more time he saw that Harry had left the great hall and he wondered where he had gone. He wanted to follow him, but the physical reaction his body had to him wouldn’t let him stand yet.


Harry watched as Draco closed his eyes as if in pain. He wondered what was going through the blond haired man’s mind. He hadn’t stopped thinking of Draco and now here he was sitting in the middle of the great hall for the entire school to see mooning over him. He decided to leave before he gave himself another hard on. He had spent last night and then this morning wanking to thoughts of the moody wizard. He was going to rub himself raw if he didn’t get a hold of his hormones.

He walked outside to the lake. It was a beautiful day and he enjoyed being outside when the son was shining. He walked to the end of the dock and sat down wondering if the mermaids would come out today. Every since the tri-wizard tournament he had spent a lot of time getting to know them. He had been amazed at the life under the lake and had enjoyed getting to know about their customs and their culture. He had bought himself a case of gillyweed in a specialty catalog that Neville had given him and now he could spend as much time under water as he wanted. He briefly thought of going into the water but then decided against it. He got up and walked towards the forbidden forest.

Harry thought of last night and the teasing that his friends had given him. He wondered if he should just pick a witch and shag her. He figured if he chose someone like Pansy or one of the Patil twins then they wouldn’t expect anything from him. He knew that they spent time with a lot of different wizards and sex was a casual thing to them. He felt a tightening in his chest when he visualized himself with a witch. As much as he wanted to loose his virginity, something told him that there would only be one person who he would give it to.

He wondered what Malfoy would say if he walked up to him and said, “Hey Malfoy, lets go shag, no strings attached!”. Harry snickered to himself at the though. The wizard would probably hex him into the next century. They might have called a truce last night, but Draco sure didn’t agree to have sex with him.

He felt the hairs on the back of his neck raise and instinctively knew that Draco was close by. He turned to look and saw the wizard walking towards him. Harry felt his pulse race and could feel his heart beat faster. He tried to take a deep breath and calm himself but by doing so he could smell Draco’s unique scent of bayberry and sandalwood. He thought that he could come from that smell alone. What the hell was going on?

“Potter,” Draco said in acknowledgement.

“Draco,” Harry answered and then almost kicked himself for his blunder.

Draco raised his eyebrow in question. “First names now?”

“Well we did call a truce didn’t we?” he said trying to play off his blunder.

Draco looked at the blushing man before him and wondered if Harry could feel what he was feeling. “I guess we did, Harry.”

“So what are you doing out here?”

“I thought that I would take a walk. It’s a nice day.” Draco answered. He could feel his body starting to respond to Harry’s presence. He looked away and tried to think of anything besides Harry’s beautiful emerald eyes. He thought of watching his aunt Bellatrix naked and it calmed him a bit. Once when he was seven he walked in on his aunt and her husband doing it. It was the most repulsive thing that he had ever scene in his life. She was not a beautiful woman fully clothed, and naked she was absolutely revolting.

“So, um, a bunch of us are getting together again tonight in the room of requirement. Are you going to come?” Harry asked.

Draco swallowed with a gulp. Come? Did he just ask me if I was going to come? Harry didn’t even know how badly he wanted to come. Deep inside of his tight arse that was. Oh gods, Draco! He thought chastising himself. Don’t think about Harry’s tight arse. Bellatrix, Bellatrix, Bellatrix! “I was thinking about it,” he said barely getting the words out.

Harry tried to think about dirty feet. His cousin Dudley had the worst smelling feet ever. Anything that he could think of to forget how good Draco smelled. He took a step closer to Draco without realizing it. He just had to get closer to him.

Draco could barely contain his racing heart. He needed to get closer to Harry. He took a step closer. The two young men stared at each other and both tried to control their racing hearts. They were mere steps from touching and the only thing either could think of was that they needed to touch.

Harry stepped forward again and then Draco did. Draco reached up and brushed the hair out of Harry’s eyes. Harry reached up to Draco and pulled his head closer to him. The two were almost the same height and they were locked in each other’s eyes. Draco pulled Harry’s head to his and crushed his lips into Harry’s. Neither one of them saw the bright blue glow that surrounded them as they kissed. They were to lost in each other’s arms.

Far above them in a tower Minerva McGonagall watched the two unaware wizards. She saw the blue glow surround them and then slowly disappear. “You were right, Albus. They are soul mates,” she said to the portrait on the wall.

“I thought as much.”

“Now what?” she asked.

“We wait and see, Minerva, we wait and see.”

"Shouldn't they at least be warned, Albus?"

The portrait thought for a moment and sighed. "No, I think that they need to be left to discover this all on their own."

"But Albus!"

"No, Minerva, we shall let them be."


A/N: Sorry this is a short chapter, but I promise the next one will be well worth the wait. I just wanted to show the sexual tension in this one. They aren't quiet ready to "do it" yet! Please review!