Losing The Game

Warning/disclaimer: All recognizable Harry Potter characters and places are not mine, They belong to J.K., I\'m just borrowing them and will give them back later slightly worse for the wear but perfectly fine. I make no money off this, please don\'t sue etc, etc.
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Losing The Game CH 8- Mind, Body, & Soul~
~How the hell did we wind up like this
Why weren\'t we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables
Now the story\'s played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Lets rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a hollywood horror~


Harry was startled awake by voices in the main part of the hospital wing. He blinked groggily a few times and found Draco\'s head was resting on his thigh. He was sound asleep, breathing heavily. He was also drooling slightly which Harry thought was sort of cute but very gross. The blond looked so much younger in his sleep, so innocent and peaceful. \'Too bad it doesn\'t carry over when he\'s awake.\' He ran his fingers through silky platinum locks and listened to the loud murmurs on the other side of the partially cracked door.

\"Severus, are you sure you wouldn\'t rather wait until you are doing better to report.\"

\"No, it\'s important. There were several new recruits. They were masked, only the Dark Lord knew who they were. Spies who\'s duty is to make sure we don\'t betray him, I\'m sure. I recognized one of the voices, Albus. It was a Gryffindor and another a Slytherin but I am not sure who they are. They were so young to sound so heartless and jaded.\"

Harry felt something in his stomach drop and a sickly nauseous feeling take over. A Death Eater, in Gryffindor Tower. Again. Someone he knew, someone he probably trusted had betrayed him or would do so soon enough. \'Who could it be? Dean, Neville, Seamus? No, Dean\'s a muggleborn, Neville hates Voldemort as much as I do, and Seamus lost his uncle in a Ministry raid last year. Well, I know it\'s not Hermione or even Ron, his face is a clear window to his thoughts. Who could have possibly turned on me and against the side of light?\'

\"Harry?\"

He was so deep in his thoughts that Draco\'s soft question made him flinch. He looked at the worried Slytherin and tried to smile but by the look in his eyes he assumed he was not successful.

\"What\'s wrong?\"

\"Snape\'s back, he\'s talking to Dumbledore.\"

Draco snapped upright and took a few of his finished potions off the table. He hesitated at the door as the tornado of emotions he\'d been fighting off rose up again. Fear, relief, worry, and depression all warred with each other with fear seeming to come out on top. A soothing blanket of comfort wrapped around him as Harry\'s hands settled onto his shoulders. He closed his eyes for a moment, leaning back into that warmth, feeling for the first time grateful that the bond had him tied to a soft hearted Gryffindor. He squeezed one of Harry\'s hands in his own and opened the door.

What they found on the other side of the door shocked them both. Snape was lying on one of the hospital beds with Madame Pomfrey hovering over him. His normally pale face was a mass of dark purpling bruises, one arm was held out that the nurse was still working on and one of his feet was elevated, wrapped from foot to knee in crisp white bandages. Draco saw the bottle of Skelegro on the bedside table and felt an intense urge to wretch. The Dark Lord had apparently crushed some of his godfather\'s bones beyond what a bone mending spell could fix. That meant they would have to be removed and new ones grown in their place.

\"What did he do to you?\"

The three adults gazes snapped to the two in the door way of the small potions lab. Dumbledore\'s was impassive as he looked them over, Snape\'s was resigned and disapproving, Madame Pomfrey\'s expectant.

\"You finished the pain potions?\"

Draco nodded going to the elder Slytherin and giving him the bright blue potion, setting the rest on the table. \"I made Dreamless Sleep as well.\"

\"Good. Now you and Mr. Potter can go on to bed.\"

\"But I want to know what happened.\"

\"I must agree with Madame Pomfrey, boys. It is best you go off to sleep, you\'ve had a trying night. If your Head of House wishes to tell you anything, Draco, it will happen at a later date.\"

Draco growled in frustration and stalked angrily out of the hospital wing. Harry looked at Dumbledore who nodded at him and then followed Draco out. He caught up to the irate blond in the entry hall.

\"Draco, wait.\"

\"What, Harry?\" He spun around, looking impatient.

\"If you don\'t want to go to your dorm, I know somewhere else we could go.\"

\"Why?\"

\"So we could talk and possibly sleep without getting grilled about where we\'ve been. I also heard Snape talking before you woke up.\"

Draco considered for a moment. \"Is it that weird room on the seventh floor that you had your little meetings in?\"

\"Yeah.\"

\"Alright then.\"

They made their was silently and quickly to the seventh floor. Harry walked past the blank section of wall opposite a simply ghastly tapestry with trolls in ballet tutus with his eyes closed. Draco looked on in extreme bemusement but his smile slipped a bit when a door suddenly appeared and opened. He made a surprised sound and went inside ahead of Harry, looking around.

\"I thought this was some sort of study room or something.\"

\"It was or is, I mean it can be. This is the Room of Requirement. It becomes whatever you need it to be.\"

Draco looked at the big king-sized four poster bed that took up the main wall opposite the rather large fire place with it\'s merry little blaze. The bedspread was a rich velvety green material trimmed in gold, the bed hangings a gauzy curtain of silver. There were plush arm chairs in front of the fire place upholstered in the same rich green as the bedspread. He turned to Harry with a smirk.

\"Merlin, Potter, I never knew you had such girly taste. What\'s with the one bed anyway? You have some dirty little plot for us or something?\"

Harry\'s cheeks flushed bright red as he looked around and then went even darker at Draco\'s smirk. \"No, of course not! I-I imagined two beds not not just the one! I swear, the stupid room got it wrong!\"

\"Well, that\'s bloody disappointing! You mean you actually dragged me all the way up here to sleep, not to shag?\"

\"W-what?\" Harry blinked at him mouth dropped all the way open in shock.

\"Aha-ahahahaha!\" Draco fell back onto the bed pointing at the brunette\'s face, gasping for breath between bouts of spastic laughter. \"Oh, man, you should see your face! You look like a bloody Koi!\"

Harry glared at the blond holding his heaving sides as he laughed some more at his expense. \"If you\'re quite done taking the mickey, you can leave. I thought such acts were behind us at this point.\"

Draco\'s laughter trailed off at the disappointed and angry look on Harry\'s face. He sat up and ran a hand through his hair, grimacing at the bits tangled with dried blood. \"Ugh, do I need a shower.\" He stared for a long moment at the door that appeared off to the side of the fire place. \"Is that actually . . . \" He looked at the pissed Gryffindor again with a soft sigh. \"Look, Harry, I was just having a bit of fun with you but, um, I was kind of serious about the shagging. I mean we do need to renew the bond and the sooner the better, right? I for one am sick of vomiting every time you have potions class.\"

Harry stared at him as his words sank in then he blushed again. \"Oh. I-I don\'t know what to say to that really. I mean, I\'ve never actually, um, I haven\'t, well, other then the once of course, I haven\'t ever . . .\"

\"If you\'re done doing your impersonation of Weasley, I think I get the point. I haven\'t ever done it with a bloke other then you either. Well, unless you count the hand job Zabini gave me while drunk off his arse, because I certainly don\'t.\"

\"Oh. If you count that then I\'d prolly have to count the really bad blow job Lavendar gave me and the supremely bad one I got from Colin Creevey as well as the hand job I got from Dennis the Hogsmeade weekend before last and I\'d rather not even think of those too much.\"

Draco smirked. \"Potter, you sick pup! Dennis? He\'s only fourteen! And Colin as well, that\'s dirty pool playing around with siblings, not that I haven\'t envisioned a round with the Weasley twins. And if you tell anyone I said that I WILL hex you bonded or not.\"

\"Colin was a very bad mistake and Dennis was a bloody disaster. In both instances I was very, VERY drunk and in a darkened hallway.\"

\"You . . . wait a minute.\" Draco\'s eyes narrowed, the normally pewter shade turning to liquid silver. \"I thought you said I was the only guy you ever found attractive.\"

Harry swallowed nervously as his bondmate stalked towards him in a predatory manner. \"You are. I told you the Creevey\'s were a drunken mistake. I really think Colin put Dennis up to it by how odd he acted the next day.\"

Draco pressed close to Harry, nuzzling him and brushing his lips lightly over his jaw. \"There will be no more drunken grope sessions in dark corridors unless they are with me. We\'re bonded, which means you\'re mine and Malfoys do NOT share.\"

Harry shivered at Draco\'s jealous tone. He felt a heated tingle start at his ear and work it\'s way down his body. He was still slightly dazed when he moved away, his finger hooked on Harry\'s belt loop, tugging him along behind him.

\"What are you doing?\"

\"We are having a shower. If we are going to be practicing sex magic then cleaner is better.\"

\"Sex magic?\"

Draco just gave a wicked grin over his shoulder and Harry felt the tingle upgrade to a nice toasty throb, happily centered in his twitching cock. The bathroom matched the outer rooms slightly, the surfaces were all done in a creamy marble with silver veins running through it. The water fixtures were a shimmering gold and the fluffy over-sized towels were the same dark green as the bed covers. There were even two bathrobes hanging on the door, one a deep cerulean blue the other a rich burgundy.

\"And you said my taste was girly.\"

\"This is not girly, this is elegant.\"

Draco grinned at Harry\'s snort as he turned on the water, first the hot then the cold. Harry watched Draco as he started taking of his blood stained pajamas. His skin was just as pale and creamy as the marble around them. Then he turned and Harry saw the scars crisscrossing the Slytherin\'s back and hips. He gasped when Draco pushed down the silk pajama pants and he saw that the pinkish marks went down over his full bum and there were a few on the back of his thighs. Draco looked at him his face a blank mask.

\"Well, are we showering together or not?\"

\"Draco . . . Who-?\"

\"The Dark Lord, he made my father whip me in front of him for my insolence. I\'d rather not talk about it. Now get in here, you git.\"

Draco watched the brunette frown and then strip. His gaze slid slowly over the golden skin as it was revealed. Harry\'s chest was just as toned as Draco\'s, his belly flat and solid with a line of dark hair running down into his pants. The Gryffindor\'s back was a smooth tanned expanse free of the blemishes the blond\'s had. It flowed down into a round bubble butt that had Draco wanting to squeeze and bite at the lush flesh. \'And it\'s mine, all of it, every dusky inch.\'

He felt an answering throb in his groin as Harry strode into the shower with him, his growing erection bobbing with every step. He sighed happily, tilting his head back into the liquid warmth of the water. He rubbed at his hair, trying to rinse some of the blood out. He reached for the shampoo but Harry\'s hand stopped him.

\"Let me.\"

He nodded, letting out a soft groan as hot wet flesh pressed to his front, Harry\'s rigid length pushing into his hip. his eyes slid closed when his bondmate began rubbing his soapy fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp. The talented hands then smoothed down over his shoulders and chest, slick fingers teasing over his hardening nipples before running across his sides and back to his hips. Draco opened his eyes to watch Harry\'s face as his hands moved down over the flesh of his arse. He leaned forward and sucked at his lower lip, tongue pushing into the brunette\'s honeyed mouth.

Harry kissed back with a moan, rubbing himself against the soap slick flesh of the shorter boy\'s belly. His hands wandered over the blond\'s skin, trying to touch as much of it as possible while he devoured his mouth. He wiggled and arched into Draco\'s touch as he caressed over his back, making small eager sounds. A small cry burst from his lips when the Slytherin\'s hand fisted his cock and stroked slowly. He leaned back into the shower wall and looked at Draco\'s lust filled visage. He was biting one side of his pouty lips, his eyes half shut in arousal.

\"Merlin, you look hot, Draco, all wet, soapy and hard.\"

Draco gave a sexy smirk as he leaned back to rinse the shampoo from his hair and body. He let one hand slide down over his belly and wrapped it around his pulsing cock. He pumped his hand, moaning at the lusty expression Harry had while he watched.

\"Mmm, touch me, Harry, stroke my cock.\"

Harry grinned and gripped Draco\'s shaft in his hand, flicking his wrist up and down. Then he did one better, going to his knees, lapping teasingly at the swollen head, drinking the water flowing off of his lover. After he drew a few nice moans from Draco he slid the shaft into his mouth inch by inch until his nose was touching honey blond curls.

\"Oh, fuck yes, suck me, Harry.\"

Draco rocked his hips slightly looking down to see his member slide in and out of Harry\'s hot mouth. It was almost as good as the melting heat of his ass had been. His head fell back when the brunette squeezed his balls, playing with them, rolling them in his hand. Hot spikes of pleasure shot through him as Harry\'s nimble fingers slid back and pressed over his puckered entrance. He groaned, widening his stance and shifting to lean his shoulders against the wall. Harry sucked him down slowly, his finger slipping past the tight ring of muscle making Draco pant and thrust his hips again. Back and forth he wiggled, the movements of the Gryffindor\'s mouth and finger turning to one hot rhythmic glide.

Harry moaned around the Slytherin\'s throbbing flesh. He could feel the head swelling larger and pushed a second finger into Draco, curling them and moving his mouth faster, sucking harder. Draco cried out when that sensitive nub inside him was pressed and rubbed.

\"Oh, yes, mmm more! Ah, I\'m so close!\"

Harry redoubled his efforts, using his free hand to stroke along with his mouth. He thrust the fingers in Draco\'s tight arse faster, spreading and scissoring them as he went. He rolled his eyes back in pleasure when Draco gripped his hair tightly and began to buck his hips. He let out another loud moan when Draco cried his name loudly, swallowing the bittersweet fluid that flooded his mouth. He kept stroking and sucking until the spurts subsided and Draco started to slide to the floor. He held him up and stood, grinning at the flushed cheeks of the blond.

Draco blinked at him then raised a brow. \"You were awfully good at that for a first timer. You sure you haven\'t done that before?\"

Harry shook his head. \"Nope, but I have had dreams about doing that to you.\"

\"Mmm.\"

\"Can you feel it?\"

\"What?\"

\"The bond.\"

Draco took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. As soon as he did he felt it. There was a warm tingle throughout his body, it could have been the afterglow but he knew it wasn\'t. The magic of their bond was working through him, swelling, reaching out to it\'s other half. He opened his eyes and looked into Harry\'s which had taken on that slight glow he\'d seen once before. They had gone from a dark emerald to a bright bottle green. He guessed his eyes were glowing too from Harry\'s surprised expression. He smiled when the Gryffindor took his hand and led him from the bathroom.

\"It\'s time.\"

Draco nodded.

When they got to the bed Harry stopped and turned to Draco. He touched his cheek. \"Are you sure about this? There no chance at of dissolving the bond if we renew it.\"

Draco tilted his face into Harry\'s hand then looked him in the eye again. \"Was there ever one?\"

Harry shook his head with a smile. \"No.\"

Draco pulled the blankets back on the bed and crawled onto it, settling on his back. He held out a hand to Harry and he got in beside him.

\"Draco, I may not love you like I should, not yet but I need you. I don\'t think I could ever breathe right without you.\"

He smiled and pulled Harry on top of him. He kissed his lips lightly and began the ritual words to the renewal. \"You are my light in the dark.

Harry settled down onto him and responded, the bond leading him along. \"The breath in my body.\"

Draco arched up into him feeling the magic rise up and brush against Harry\'s. \"The fire in my soul.\"

Harry gasped pushing his hips down into Draco. \"You are what makes my heart beat.\"

Draco wrapped his legs around Harry\'s waist, tilting his ass up, speaking the next lines his voice chorusing Harry\'s.

\"We are One. One Mind.\" Their foreheads pressed together. \"One Body.\" Harry pushed into Draco slowly, groaning. \"One Soul.\"

Their magic flared outwards, connecting them, flooding them with the hot throb of it\'s power. Harry thrust into Draco his eyes rolling back at the tight gripping heat. Draco pulled Harry even closer to him rocking into his lover\'s every thrust. Their eyes stayed locked as they said the last bit of the ritual, panting heavily.

\"You are mine. I am yours. We are One.\"

\"Forever!\" Harry yelled the last word thrusting harder as the rippling magic took them both higher, his hand slipping between their sweaty bodies to wrap around Draco\'s slippery length.

\"Forever!\" Draco echoed, his hips bucking up hard. \"Oh, fuck yes, Harry! Fuck me, harder, oh Merlin yes!\"

Harry obliged and pounded into him harder. The large headboard was slamming into the wall and the bed curtains were flapping around the posts as their magic swirled and crackled around them like a raging hurricane.

\"Oh, Gods, Harry, I\'m gonna cum! Ah! AAHHH!\"

Draco screamed as his hips lurched up and down, his creamy jizz streaming over his chest, coating Harry\'s jerking fist. Harry wasn\'t far behind his own cum flooding inside the blond\'s spasming arse. The magical build up mushroomed outwards rattling the walls and the floor. Then it burst back in to them making them both scream loudly at the fiery burn of a second orgasm washing over them. They collapsed limply into the bed, breathing heavily, barely conscious. After a while Harry summoned up enough energy to shift off of Draco but only enough to settle next to his side, his arm and leg thrown over him.

\"Is it just me or was that way better then before?\"

\"Hmm, let\'s see, last time we were both bleeding, my nose was broken and your fingers were dislocated. Oh, and we blew up the Quidditch changing rooms. I\'d say we\'re a damn sight better then last time.\"

Harry snorted at his sarcastic tone. \"Shut up, Malfoy.\"

\"Make me, Potter.\"

Neither one of them moved as they nodded off, Harry\'s face nuzzled into Draco\'s chest and Draco\'s fingers stuck into Harry\'s hair.


~~~TBC
*note- koi are these japanese fish that look alot like really big goldfish. many ppl have them in backyard ponds.
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, sorry it took so long to get out. Man, writing slash is hard work, anyone else ever notice how hard to avoid using words like shaft and length too much is? there are just not enough words for penis out there that aren\'t too silly or too porno, lol. Thanks to those who reviewed, Reyn, Ava, Che, Gact, Dadella, Remi, and Thrnbrooke. Reviews make it all worthwhile. Til next time ya\'ll *muah!*