Hybrid Destiny

Chapter 9

The next morning, Harry awakened when the house elf brought him some breakfast. After thanking the house elf, Harry practically inhaled his food. He was absolutely starving. He was just finishing the last bite when Poppy walked in the room to check his magic levels. She stopped in surprise when she saw the empty tray because she knew that Harry never ate a lot at a single sitting.

“Hungry were you?” she asked.

“Hungry isn’t the word for it. I was starving to death,” said Harry almost seriously.

“Your seriously depleted your energy yesterday by creating those portals. You definitely need the food to restock,” she said as she was running her tests. “Well I am to report that you are healthy enough to leave the hospital wing. Just take easy for a day or two and eat high-energy foods. See me immediately if you feel at all bad.”

“Thanks, Poppy,” he said and immediately got off the bed, gathered his things, and took off towards Gryffindor tower. Once in the dorm, he enlarged all of his purchases and put them away. He then decided to take a shower since he had been in the hospital wing all night.

When he got to the showers, he noticed that the glamours and concealing charms were still in place so he removed them and looked himself over to make sure there was no additional damage. Satisfied that every thing was all right, he hurriedly took a shower. Walking out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his hips, Harry went to his wardrobe to find something to wear. As he was debating on which outfit to choose, he heard someone banging on the portrait door. Making his way to the door, totally forgetting that the only thing he was wearing was water and a towel, he asked who it was.

“Harry, let me in. I want to talk to you,” said Draco.

“You know you’re not supposed to be in here so why should I let you in,” said Harry.

“It’s not like there’s anyone else there. Just let me in. Good grief,” said Draco in exasperation.

“Fine, fine,” he said and opened the door to let Draco in.

Draco climbed through the portrait entrance and looked at Harry. He almost swallowed his tongue when he did. Harry was absolutely gorgeous. His wet hair had been pulled over his shoulder and was dripping water down his delectable chest; his elfin features were back (he just loves those sexy ears); and he was bare all over except for a tiny scrap of material around his hips. He almost pounced on his delicious elf right then and there. He probably would have if Harry hadn’t started talking to him.

“Malfoy, what is wrong with you? All you have done is stand there since I let you in. I thought you wanted to talk,” said Harry trying to get his attention.

“What? Did you say something?” asked Draco a little dazedly.

“What is your problem? You are the one who insisted we had to talk, so talk,” he said irritably.

“As much as I hate to suggest this because I am definitely enjoying the view, you might want to put some clothes on, especially if you actually want me to listen to what is said instead of thinking about what I could do to that gorgeous body of yours,” said Draco still staring at said body as if it were a feast he was dieing to consume.

Harry looked down and realized that he was only wearing a towel and blushed a bright red. He turned around quickly and started back towards his dorm only to feel warm hands caressing his back directly over his wing tattoos.

“Wow, this tattoo actually feels feathery,” said Draco still tracing the wings in awe.

“They feel like feathers to you?” asked Harry.

“Yeah. Where did you get the tattoo?” he asked.

“They’re not really tattoos. Those are my wings and they came with my fae inheritance,” Harry explained.

“Cool. Have they appeared yet?” he asked excitedly.

“Just once. I was in the infirmary on my birthday and when I got really angry they appeared. They’re taller than I am,” said Harry.

Harry should have just saved his breath with that last comment because once again Draco wasn’t listening. He was too busy caressing his elf’s back and enjoying the different textures of feathers and smooth silky skin. He turned Harry around, framed his face with his hands, and leaned in for a kiss. Placing his lips on the petal softness of Harry’s lips, he was lost. Running his tongue on Harry’s bottom lip got him entrance to the mouth he longed to possess. Tangling his tongue with his elf’s, he pulled Harry’s body completely against his.

Soon Harry had his arms wrapped around Draco’s neck and Draco’s arms were around Harry’s waist holding him as close as possible. Finally breaking the kiss due to need for oxygen, Harry buried his face in Draco’s neck, licking the skin to see how he tasted. Draco, on the other hand, found his mouth near one of those delectable ears and immediately took advantage of the proximity. Using his tongue to trace the shell of the elf’s ear from the pointy tip to the ear lobe. All Harry could do was shudder in pleasure. His ears were one of the most sensitive spots of his body. After Draco doing this several times, Harry started kissing, nipping, and licking a path down Draco’s throat. When he got to the hollow of his throat, he dipped and swirled his tongue around the intriguing indention, then playfully licked and nipped underneath his chin. Draco was soon the one shuddering in pleasure. Deciding to stop before things got too far, Draco lifted Harry’s face and placed a gentle kiss on his lips before stepping back.

“You’d better go put some clothes on now. I’ll just wait for you outside, okay,” said Draco huskily.

“Okay,” said Harry still panting slightly. He then ran back up the stairs to the dorms to get dressed. He just grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and hurriedly put them on. He almost forgot his shoes until his bare feet hit the cold floor so he quickly put socks and trainers on before running back down the stairs and going out the portrait door.

Draco turned to around when the door opened and almost groaned. “You’re trying to kill me aren’t you? Is this revenge for all the things I did to you in the past?”

Harry just stared at him in utter confusion. He hadn’t done anything to him. “What are you talking about? I didn’t do anything.”

Draco just shook his head. Harry was just too cute. He didn’t even realize how incredibly sexy he was and Draco dreaded the start of school because then everyone else would see how gorgeous his elf had become. He was not going to handle that well, he could already tell.

“Where are we going and what was so important that you had to barge in my rooms to get me?” Harry asked as they walked down the corridor.

“We’re going by my rooms to get Father, then we are going to the Great Hall to eat lunch,” said Draco.

“Then you’ll tell me what was so important?” he asked.

“Yes. You can wait that long can’t you?” he asked teasingly.

“Apparently better than you can. I’m not the one barging in your room,” teased Harry.

“Yeah, whatever,” he said as they neared the Malfoy suite.