Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/10018682. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage, Graphic_Depictions_Of Violence Category: M/M Fandom: Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling Relationship: Draco_Malfoy/Harry_Potter Character: Albus_Dumbledore, Harry_Potter, Hermione_Granger, Lucius_Malfoy, Narcissa Black_Malfoy, Ron_Weasley, Severus_Snape, Draco_Malfoy, Original Character Additional Tags: Explicit_Language, BDSM, Chan, Slash_sex, Incest, Mpreg, Out_of Character, Sexual_Content, Threesome, Voyeurism, Action/Adventure, Alternate_Universe, Angst, Tragedy, Bonding Collections: HPFandom Stats: Published: 2011-03-01 Completed: 2011-03-26 Chapters: 8/8 Words: 40278 ****** Finding Family ****** by Canadian Westcoaster [archived by HPFandom_archivist] Summary Set after OoTP - Harry has lost sirius, the last of what he considers his family. Unexpectedly however a long lost family member shows up, throwing Harry and Draco together. Can the sparks of hate perhaps hide a deeper meaning. FYI - This story is a little heavy on rape, but it clears up after chapter 5. Notes Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this creator, please contact me using the e-mail address on HP_Fandom_collection profile. ***** Chapter One ***** Disclaimer - Harry Potter and all related characters belong to JKR and Warner Brothers. I do not own any of the copyrights in any way, shape or form. Hopefully she doesn't mind me borrowing them. A/N - So this is my 1st story, I hope you'll R&R, so my writing gets better. Oh and i'm looking for a beta for this story, drop me a line if you interested.   “BEEP, BEEP, BEEP” invaded the silence of the room. Harry quickly hit the off button, having been awake long before it’s preset time. It was September the first, normally a day Harry would have leapt out of bed. Run around his room throwing various last minute items in his trunk, in his haste to be free of the Dursley’s. But not this time, Sirius’s death still weighed heavily on the teens mind. With a sigh he got out of bed, dressed himself , and gathered what few items he had not already packed. “BOY, GET DOWN HERE!” bellowed Vernon Dursley’s voice from the bottom of the stairs. Harry allowed a ghost of a smile to flit across his face, thinking his uncle sounded more like a female hippopotamus in labour than ever before. Reaching the bottom he joined his relatives at breakfast, before being driven to King’s Cross Station, and Platfrom 9 ¾’s. Stepping out onto the train platform cause Harry to smile despite the rain cloud over his head. His smile faded as everywhere he looked families were saying their goodbye’s. 2nd and 3rd years laughing with friends they had not seen since last term. He could see the 1st years crying as they parted from their parents for the 1st time. He thought of Sirius and and how he had joined them in animagus form to see Harry off to school last year , and Harry felt a pang of regret. He didn’t have a family anymore, Sirius was gone, and he wasn’t coming back. Bellatrix had seen to that, and it was something Harry would never forgive nor would he forget. Getting aboard the Express, Harry wandered it’s length to get to the Gryffindor carriages, in search of his friends. Hermione as usual could be heard before he even saw her, “Now Ron, when Harry gets here don’t mention Sirius”. “Why shouldn’t anyone mention him Hermione?” asked Harry as he entered the compartment. Hermione had the grace to blush “We didn’t want to upset you to be honest, and you have barely mentioned him in any of your letters this summer” she said, as Harry sat by the window. Harry smiled, “Thanks Mione, but I do want to talk about him, I don’t want him to be forgotten”. Ron butted in with a pat on Harry’s shoulder “and he won’t be mate, he won’t be”. Harry smiled in thanks, and their conversation was soon interrupted by Neville, Ginny, and Luna joining them. Harry smiled, Sirius might be gone but Harry reminded himself he still had his friends. * * * * * * * * * * * Lucius Malfoy was sitting, staring into the fire, one hand leisurely holding glass of red wine. Replaying the night in the Department of Mysteries, his mind kept asking one question “WHY”. When the Aurors had shown up, The Dark Lord escaped taking Bellatrix with him. Lucius had been lucky to get out before the aurors knew he was there, unlike other members of his brotherhood. Crabbe, Goyle, McNair, and Nott were arrested and sentenced to Azkaban. Each one of them were faithful death eaters, each one was useful and powerful in their own rights. Purebloods! Every one of them, and yet the Dark Lord had left them behind. So few pureblood wizarding families were left, surely the dark lord would need every one of them, so the question kept reasserting itself in his mind “Why did the dark lord leave us behind”. He snorted as he thought of Bellatrix. Of course the Dark Lord had chosen to take her with him. Such a loyal death eater, he thought sarcastically. She must be really good in bed, for the dark lord to consider her valuable enough to wisk away with him. Either that or her blowjobs were beyond the comprehension of mere mortals, he thought with another snort. Strategically it would have been better for the Dark Lord to save his other followers and leave her behind! Then again Lucius had no desire to hop in bed with the reptile his lord had become. Thankfully those thoughts were disturbed by a young house elf appearing before him “Sorry to be disturbing his lordship, you requested that you be informed when lady Malfoy had returned from escorting the young lord to Kings Cross”. With a nod Lucius dismissed the house elf, but it had re-directed his musing. His Son, his pride and joy, although he never showed it to the world, had turned 16 this year. Soon the Dark Lord would wish him to join the ranks of the death eaters. If it had been Draco at the Ministry, he would have been sentence to Azkaban as well, for if the dark lord had left Lucius, then surely he would have left Draco. Quickly Lucius decided that his son should never bear the mark, the question now was how? The Malfoys were deeply entrenched in the Deatheater ranks, and it was not a brotherhood that would let you leave alive. So deep was he in his thoughts that he did not hear Narcissa enter the room. “Lucius, what’s wrong?” she asked with concern. The debate raged within him as to tell her or not. Would she remain loyal to the dark lord, or would she stand with him to protect their son? No, Narcissa loved Draco more than anything else, and she was a Malfoy, she understood that family came first. Quickly he cast a Charm to stop eavesdroppers, and turned to his wife, looking into her eyes said “Draco must not take the Dark Mark”. Narcissa looked down and then back at her husband “ I know, and I think I might have an answer”. Narcissa stood and walked to the fireplace, quietly gathering her her thoughts and turned back to her husband. “After I left Draco on the Train to Hogwarts, I met someone we haven’t seen in a long time” Her husband looked at her curiously “Who?”, “Cael Brian Potter” she replied. * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry watched as the last of the 1st years were sorted, Gryffindor had only garnered 8 new students, with 6 going to Slytherin, 12 to Hufflepuff, and 20 to Ravenclaw. Harry sighed, and Ron punched him in the shoulder with the comment “at least we got more than Slytherin”. Hermione sushed them as Dumbledore made his way to the podium, giving the usual start of term notices. Dumbledore announced the arrival of a new teacher, Horace Slughorn, who would be taking over Potions. Harry’s eyes slid to Snape just in time to hear Dumbledore announce Snape’s change to DADA Professor. Harry looked on in shock, but was quickly distracted by the Slytherin table. Draco sat with his friends and tried to act like himself. He just couldn’t do it though. Ever since his Birthday in June, Draco kept waiting , terrified, for the summons inducting him into the ranks of the death eaters. The ritual of the Dark mark was something no one talked about. Whenever Draco had asked anyone he could see the terror in their eyes as they refused to speak of it. Needless to say this didn’t make Draco feel any better. The Dark Lord may have been his Fathers idol, but he gave Draco the creeps, especially when he looked at Draco, he could see the barely contained lust in the Dark Lords eyes. His Father would make him accept the mark, of this Draco was sure, as to refuse meant death. “Drakey-poo” cooed Pansy “ Whats wrong with you? You’ve been so distant today”. Blaise and Theodore snickered at the nick name, the Prince of Slytherin had been reduced to drakey-poo. Crabbe and Goyle knew better and shut their gobs, Draco may not got after Nott or Zabini, but they were fair game. “Thinking of how to get Notts father out of Azkaban” sneered Draco, with a pointed look to Nott. Nott’s face went red with rage, and he silently swore he’d get even, as he stormed from the hall. Draco then turned to Pansy “never call me that again” and with a sweet smile hexed her with a laxative spell. She gasped in outrage as she ran for the girls loo. His immediate annoyance dispensed with Draco helped himself to more Dessert, maybe if he got fat the dark lord would stop looking, he thought with a snort. The two Slytherins leaving the great hall did not go unnoticed by the head table. Professor Snape watched his godson with concern, the Dark Lord had his eye on the younger Malfoy Soon, he knew Draco would be granted the mark he now bore, and the thought repulsed him. He knew what the Dark Lord wanted, having had the displeasure of being privy to some of his masters thoughts. He dare not go to Dumbledore, the lecherous old headmaster might get thoughts in his head. Having Dumbledore near his godson was no better than the Dark Lord. Who then was better alternative? His gave drifted across the room to a certain raven haired Gryffindor. As much as disliked Potter, perhaps it would be better to quietly get to know the young man. Some time alone with Potter in detention, would not attract suspicion, and would see if the Gryffindor was amenable to helping out with his Godsons problem. Dumbledore watched the proceeding with great interest, although he feigned indifference. Pansy held no interest to him, for although she was pureblood, her parents had little weight to their word in the world of politics and the social elite. The younger Nott however, would be one to watch, hate was such an easy flame to fan, as was revenge. The Prince of Slytherin had been a nuisance since his arrival, and Dumbledore’s cock swelled at the idea of putting the pureblood brat into his place. Yes, Nott just might be the answer to his problem with the younger Malfoy. Turning his attention across the room to the Gryffindor table, Dumbledore watched Harry as he laughed with his friends. “The Boy who lived” was becoming harder and harder to control he thought unhappily. He knew that he would need to try and get Harry back under his thumb, especially now that Sirius had left Harry everything. That made Harry a very rich and influential young man, and at present that wealth was padding some of albus’s coffers. It also wouldn’t do to lose number 12 Grimmauld place, as it was useful meeting place, and without Sirius there, it was completely empty. Seeing as it was unplottable, it was also soundproof, with a few minor changes it would be perfect. Dumbledore's eyes left Harry and made its way to one of the 1st year ravenclaws. Yes, perhaps it was time to finish dinner, he'd only need to summon the boy for his dessert. * * * * * * * * * * * Harry and Company made their way towards Gryffindor Tower. Ginny had found out from a few Ravenclaw girls what cause Pansy to go running for the loo, so Ron was entertaining everyone by re-enacting her dramatic exit. Harry slowed before they got to the portrait of the fat lady and asked " Did anyone find out what was the matter with Nott?" Ron looked at him with a shrug and said "Who cares, he's as big of a prat as Malfoy". Hermione looked thoughtful " Actually I think it had to do with Malfoy, or at least something he said". Ron looked disdainfully at his girlfriend " So one prat insulted another, why are we even bothering to discuss this?" The group took that as a cue to leave the subject alone, when it came to Malfoy it was best to discuss if Ron was not around. Harry and Ron entered into the dormitories they shared with Neville, Seamus and Dean, and promptly fell on their beds. After 30 minutes of inactivity they began the process of unpacking and packing their gear away into their wardrobes , and were soon joined by the other 3 boys who began to do the same. Harry felt rather sticky and sweaty, so a trip to the showers was needed before bed, and Ron followed on his heels. Getting to the common bath they both stripped down and got under the showers. It felt good to wash away all the grime of the day, and Harry groaned in appreciation. He never noticed his friend go stock still and the eyes which ravished his body under the spray. Finishing up the boys headed back to the dorms, where Harry unceremoniously plunk on his bed and with a mutter goodnight was out like a light. ***** Chapter 2 ***** Author's notes: Still more foundation building =============================================================================== Disclaimer - Harry Potter and all related characters belong to JKR and Warner Brothers. I do not own any of the copyrights in any way, shape or form. Hopefully she doesn't mind me borrowing them. A/N: So here is Chapter 2, it's still fairly introductory and is laying the groundwork for the future story. This fic is set in an AU Universe so I can get away with Cael being in the picture, it follows The order of the phoenix, but completely disregards the books which come after. Oh and if you want to know what the Potters manor looks like, Google Kedleston Hall ( which is owned by the National Trust for Places of Historic Interest or Natural Beauty, in Great Britain, a fantastic org if you ask me ^_^) A/N 2: So my beta hasn't responded and i'm an impatient individual, so i'm posting it as is. I'll prolly edit it when he gets back to me. Oh and chapt 3 is almost done Warning: There's is mildly graphic reference to child abuse in this chapter. Oh and most chapters will have fairly graphic smut in them. That’s what happens after 14 years of reading romance novels ^_^   St Lawrence Hall, the seat of the House of Potter had not changed in years. A stately manor built in the Georgian style, sat on the waters, north of Ramsgate in county Kent. More than 20 years had passed since Cael had walked it’s halls. He thought fondly to the hours he’d spent racing his broom across the extensive grounds, or the relaxing with a book in it’s many garden temples. The wards allowed Cael to pass the ornate wrought iron and brick gate which protected the manor from outsiders, and onto the manor grounds, and as he walked up to the Palladian front he thought about what might await him. After all his parents had been dead over 20 years and his brother 16, so he had no clue what to expect. Entering the front hall, he noticed the marble and mahogany grand staircase had a heavy layer of dust on it. Every where he looked there were white sheets covering furniture, and a heavy coating of dust and cobwebs. Perhaps the house elves thought that their masters were never coming back and had moved on, or maybe they had died he thought morbidly. Walking as a ghost through the silent house, no one offered him any resistance. Room after room was silent and still as though the manor was waiting to wake up again. Upon reaching his fathers study he paused and walked across to his fathers desk. Pulling off the white sheets he noted his fathers desk was as he had last seen it. A few of the wizarding photo’s showed him with his parents, others his parents and his younger brother, only one sat with all four of them, it had been taken on his brothers 9th birthday. His brother happily blowing out the candles on his cake as the other 3 looked on with smiles. It was the one of the last times the family had been whole, he’d left for the order of the Jade Dragon only months after that. Cael had been adopted by the Potters when he was but a baby. For years the Potters had tried to have a son or daughter of their own but had not succeeded, so they had adopted the young Eurasian boy, and gave him their name to continue the Potter lineage. Cael had never known want for anything, as his parents doted on him, this did not change when James was born 6 years later. While the Potters were overjoyed to have a child of their own blood, they never treated Cael any different than they did James, for it seemed they had an endless capacity for love. Although he was adopted, he was the elder brother and as such the title went to him, but his parents made sure that young James would have more than enough wealth to pursue anything he wished. When Cael had made his wishes known that he wanted to join a far eastern magical order, his mother had cried and his Father tried to talk him out of it. But Cael had been determined, as much as he loved his parents he had to find out more about the Asian part of him that he had never had the chance to explore. With a sigh he banished the ghosts of his past and returned to his search through the house. His own rooms were on the 3rd floor of the house, and like all the other rooms he’d been in, white cloths draped all the furniture. Removing the sheet on his dresser he looked at the photo’s which ranged along its length. Most of were of him and James, smiling and laughing. Lost in thought he recalled his last day in the manor. James had virtually clung to Cael during his last week. Cael had made the usual promises that he’d be back to see him. If not at Christmas, then during James summer hols. However they wound up being promises Cael would not be able to keep. It was the last time he would ever see his brother. The training of the order to which he went was intense, and the duties demanded of him were time consuming. Cael wrote James, and his parents as often as possible, but he was never to see any of them alive again. It was one of the few reasons why Cael had even been granted leave from the order. The membership of the order consisted mainly of Japanese wizards, and they would be in close proximity of their kin. Cael however was not, and as his star rose within the order, his duties to family were increasingly difficult to comply with. He had been on missions when his parents died, and he had not been present for their funerals. Cael had received news of his brothers death months after it had passed, again due to being away on matters concerning the order. So when the Dark Lord again made his presence known, the master of his order, granted Cael permission to leave and train his nephew. Wrenching himself out of his memories Cael returned to the front facade of the manor, where his retainers awaited him. His Hatamoto would have to sleep beneath the stars until he could get new house elves to bring the manor back to liveable conditions. * * * * * * * * * * * * Lucius Malfoy found himself pacing in front of the fire. Stopping himself with a jerk, he moved over to his desk and sat in his desk chair. "Malfoys don't pace" he grumbled to himself, as he reached for a tumbler of firewhisky. The ormolu clock on the fireplace mantle began to sound out the time. With a *Pop* a young house elf bowed low and announced the arrival of a Gringotts goblin. Griphook entered the study and with a bow to Lord Malfoy, proceeded to sit across from Lucius's massive oak desk. " You summoned me, my Lord?". Lucius stilled, he knew the course of action he was taking would save his family, but fear of discovery made him pause. Gringotts may be yet be free from the Dark Lords clutches, but it would definitely be watched. "My Lord?" prompted Griphook. " I have need to move a great deal of funds from the Malfoy family vaults, to a newly opened numbered high security vault" Lucius began. " The funds need to be moved slowly and in such a way that no one should take notice of the transactions". Griphooks long eyebrows rose steadily higher as Lord Malfoy completed his final statement. Quickly he concluded that it would indeed be possible to do as Malfoy had asked. Although it would take time and considerable effort. "It is possible to do so, however it is highly irregular" responded the Goblin. Lucius sneered, "irregular or not, I wish it to be done!". "How soon can the transactions take place, and how much will be available in the new vault by the end of the week?" He demanded. "It will depend on the amount of funds moving, my lord, the greater the amount the more clerks will need to be involved" answered the goblin. "40 Million Galleons, and with the least amount of people knowing" was Lucius calm reply. The sum would be sufficient for he and Narcissa to live comfortably should the plan go wrong and they were forced into hiding. They would not be penniless if the Dark lord succeeded in taking over Gringotts. In truth, if they failed there would be nothing for Draco to inherit anyway, not that he would have been alive. Griphook stroked his bread, his long fingers playing with the hairs at the end. The request was one of great magnitude and coming from Malfoy, showed a potential power shift away from the Dark Lord. While the Goblins appeared to take no note of the affairs of wizards, they did keep close tabs on a destabilizing political climate. He would have to note the request with the Chairman of the Bank. Afterall one never knew if one might have to take sides, and the goblins were well aware of the muggle saying "the sinews of war is money". The bank backing the light could change the balance of power considerably, and his kind were well aware of the darks habit of simply helping themselves. "Very well my Lord, we can begin moving the funds immediately, they will be well hidden, and you can count upon having 50,000 galleons available to you in the numbered vault by the end of the week"." Keep in mind however, that moving an amount that large will take a year or more" Griphook stated as he rose from his seat. Bowing he moved toward the doors of the study " I bid you good day Lord Malfoy". As the Goblin departed Lucius thought of Narcissa, and the house elves quietly packing the basics they would need. He moved to the liquor cabinet and poured himself another glass of firewhisky, then to his safe where he pulled out enough galleons to last them the week. Leaving his study Lucius moved through the halls of his ancestral home, and gazing over the portraits of generations of his family, he wondered if they would ever return. Joining his wife in their bedroom he wiped the tears from her eyes, and taking her hand they walked together towards the entrance of a non- magical escape route, leaving Malfoy Manor behind. * * * * * * * * * * * * Griphook returned to Gringotts, and after passing the security in the atrium of the bank, he was approached by a fellow associate. "Lord Potter has arrived to see you in regard to his accounts, he's waiting in your ante-chamber". Griphook stroked his beard, two of the most powerful houses in the wizarding world were calling upon him today, it was unusual indeed! He nodded to the goblin and made his way towards the banks main reception, and requested and audience with the chairman later today. After a quick word with his secretary as to setting the House of Malfoy's request in motion, Griphook found himself seated in front of the Lord of the House of Potter. Cael Potter had changed much since he last saw him at the age of 16, then he had been but a sleek youth, his eyes of emerald always alight with mischief much like his younger brother. The man he now beheld was slightly taller with his black hair cut in the fashion of Caesar. His body seemed as a coiled spring, like a tiger waiting to pounce, and those cool emerald eyes were found in a serious gaze, unflinching, at the goblin before him. The goblin grimaced, as that was a close as he was ever going to get to a smile, "It has been a long time since you have graced us with your presence, my Lord, to what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?". "We can dispense with the pleasantries Griphook, I’m sure we can get through much more without them interfering" he received as response. Griphook smiled inwardly, perhaps there was hope for wizards after all. "In that case, what is it that you need done? Cael's gaze was calculating, and that put Griphook on his guard for it generally meant question he was not supposed to answer. " I need to know the statuses of the Potter Vaults, those in particular that refer to Harry Potter ". "In addition I require the knowledge on who is my nephews guardian, and who has been appointed to handle his financial affairs." inquired Cael. The goblin, relaxed for none of that information was beyond the young lord in front of him. "Your nephews guardians are muggles, the Dursley family, I believe is the name" began the goblin. "Of course as muggles they would be completely unaware of how the wizarding world works, especially its finances". "Therefore the Wizengamot, after being petitioned, gave financial control to Albus Dumbledore". Cael interrupted the goblin " Does he have access to all the potter vaults?" "No" continued the Goblin, "Dumbledore only has access to two of the vaults, Harry's scholastic account and the former vault of James and Lily, which is now Harry's". "The remaining Potter vaults, have always remained in your control" he replied". Cael was quiet for a while, then he inquired of the goblin "I know that being in my order, made it almost impossible to be Harry's guardian, but why was I not given control of his finances? Managing that was not something which would have interfered with my training." "I am not sure, but I was in attendance at the hearing for the petition, that Dumbledore put forward, as the representative for Gringotts". "Dumbledore proposal was based on that fact that you were in an order on the other side of the world, and the fact that Harry needed someone in wizarding Britain to handle his accounts, as no one had heard from you in years". Griphook looked at Cael "even your own accounts have been tended to by the goblins for so long without your interest, that we were beginning to wonder if you were coming back to claim what was yours". Cael looked at Griphook " Well I’m back now, would Harry's guardianship revert to me as his closest wizarding kin?" "I'm not a solicitor" replied Griphook "however Harry has reached his majority and no longer requires one". "In fact we have been waiting for Lord Black to contact us for sometime now to arrange for the transfer of the accounts to his control" "Lord Black?!" Cael exclaimed "what nonsense is this?". Griphook looked evenly at the man in front of him " I take it you are unaware that Lord Sirius Black was Harry's Godfather?" "You would be correct" replied a rather chagrined Cael. "Sirius bequeathed most of his estate to Harry, including the headship of House Black". Griphook chuckled "as far as ranking goes, you nephew is on par with you as you are both Marquesse’s". “You said Harry has not claimed his right upon majority?” Cael questioned “You are correct” Griphook replied “ we have tried to contact him several times to no avail”. Cael was silent in thought, Griphook noted, and his respect for the Lord Potter rose immeasurably. He was coming to the same conclusions that Griphook had, someone was stopping the young Mr Potters from knowing the extent of his wealth. There was only person in a position to do that Dumbledore. “Griphook are there any dubious withdrawals or transfers from my nephews funds?” “There are a number of transactions which are questionable, however without Harry’s intervention there is little Gringotts can do” replied the goblin. “I shall need to think upon this further” was Cael”s response as he regarded Griphook, “perhaps we should turn our attentions to the managing of my Vaults now “. The Goblin pulled the relevant information out for Cael, however his mind was on the two very interesting conversations today. It would seem that wizarding Britain was in for some surprises. His meeting with the Chairman should be interesting indeed. * * * * * * * * * * * * Cael sat in Dumbledore’s office, watching the play of emotions on the old mans face. Cael knew full well that he was the last person Dumbledore ever expected to see, and he'd always enjoyed twitting the old git when he'd come by the Potters Manor over the holidays. After all both families were descended from Godric Gryffindor, the only difference was that Dumbledore's ancestors had squandered their inheritance while Cael's had not. So he patiently sat waiting for Dumbledore to make the 1st move, knowing it would annoy the old goat. " It's good to see you, my boy" Dumbledore began good naturedly " but I must say that I am at a loss, as to why you are here". "Really Albus?" Cael smiled, "I've come here to help train Harry of course" "Oh?" was the headmasters reply as he settled himself back into his chair. his expression turning serious, "And why would you think Harry is in need of any more training?" "The teachers at Hogwarts are more than capable of insuring that Harry learns what he needs to know". Cael smiled and with a laugh he regard at the Headmaster with cool, calculating eyes of emerald . "Of course the teachers here are more than capable of teaching Harry in the basics of being a wizard, there is no doubt about that". "I was of course referring to his training to defeat the Dark Lord, surely you don't expect him to survive on purely defensive spells?" Cael asked his gaze narrowing at the old man in front of him. "Come off it Albus, we both know not all offensive spells are Dark" Silence greeted the question as Dumbledore paused while he collected his thoughts. He knew that if he allowed Harry to have any contact with his uncle, control of the boy would slip further from his grasp. Yet it would be difficult to stop Cael from having any contact with his nephew, short of barring him from the castle. It would do little good as Harry had Sirius's permission to visit Hogsmead, and a meeting could easily be arranged there. Ignoring Cael's question Dumbledore decided an attack was in his best interest, "How is it that you are here Cael?". " The Order of the Jade Dragon is not one that you can leave easily". "Who said anything about me leaving the Order" Cael replied, "Besides we are discussing Harry and his training". "Or lack thereof" his comment low, but loud enough to hear. Dumbledore looked over his spectacles, and with an air of finality stated " Harry is receiving all the training he needs to defeat Voldemort, and does not need to be trained in any offensive spellwork, or oriental arts". Cael stood, his emerald eyes glinting with suffused anger, "very well Headmaster, I bid you goodnight" and strode from the room. Once his guest had left, Albus stood and paced up and down his office, his mind awhirl with paths of action and their consequences. When had Harry's uncle returned to Britain? Why hadn't his contacts in the Ministry alerted him. With Cael here, questions would be asked, awkward questions which Dumbledore did not want to have to answer. After all he had his reputation to keep. Cael could question his decision to place Harry with the Dursleys, who had abused Harry at every opportunity. Transactions for Harry’s accounts under the headmasters control would be under scrutiny. His own vaults might be forfeit if the transactions showing the movement of funds into Albus’s vaults were discovered. There might even be probes into the Order of the Phoenix, or into his activities at the school! All in all this had the potential to be catastrophic! If Cael did not leave Britain soon something would have to be done! Walking quickly towards his fireplace, he floo'd into Horace Slughorns sitting room. Not finding the wizard in his customary easy chair by the fire, Albus moved towards the bedroom with a smile. Opening the door, he walked into the chamber. A large bed in the center of the room showed that Horace was indeed at home. In fact, he already had company. Horace's hips pumped away vigorously for a man of his age, into a small crying form underneath him. With a strong thrust and a cry, he collapsed into a heap over the boy. "I must admit Horace, you always had impeccable taste" chuckled Dumbledore. Horace's head shot up, "goodness Albus you gave me quite the fright, and to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?". "It would seem Harry's uncle has returned to Britain" replied Dumbledore as he watched Horace put on a dressing gown. "An unexpected development indeed", replied Slughorn, "and it places us in jeopardy". Slughorn made to move towards the sitting room, only to discovered Dumbledore was not following. "Do you mind terribly if I relieve some frustration first" Albus asked as he got on the bed and raised his robes. "Not at all" replied Slughorn, and as he walked to liquor cabinet in the sitting room the shrieking cries from the began anew. * * * * * * * * * * * * Cael was incensed as he left the headmasters chambers. After visiting Gringotts Cael was positive that Dumbledore would refuse his request. Cael was sure Dumbledore was stealing from Harry , and by refusing to let him train Harry in offensive magic the old goat was sending his nephew to his death. It was quite probable that Harry did not have a will, so if he died the bastard would get to keep Harry’s vaults. Cael may not have been there to save James, but he’d be damned if he let someone harm Harry. Harry was all that remained of his family. Lucius had told him that Severus Snape could be counted upon as an ally within Hogwarts. Severus was Draco’s godfather, and that as such he would help Draco in whatever way he could. Since Draco was instrumental to the plan he had to train Harry, he would need Severus’s help now. Making his way towards the dungeons, Cael stopped to ask directions from a snogging Slytherin couple for Snape’s office. Two minutes later he stood rapping on an inconspicuous door and awaiting admittance. * * * * * * * * * * * * Snape opened the door and managed to mask his surprise at the figure in his doorway. Inviting him to sit in an armchair near the fire, he offered Cael a glass of scotch. While fixing his guest his drink he mused on times past. He had been a young boy the 1st time he had met the young Lord Potter at a Anniversary Ball for the Lucius’s parents. Potter had been nothing but polite, and friendly with Severus, even though he was only there as a friend of Lucius‘s. Cael had seemed quite the contrast to his brother James, who had never done anything but pick on him. As such he found it was hard to hate his nemesis older brother. The man before him had changed quite a bit appearance wise but it seemed he was still as polite and friendly as ever with Severus, so Severus decided to set aside old hatreds for the moment. Handing Cael his drink, the head of Slytherin house took the opposite armchair and waited to hear what the elder Potter had to say. “Professor Snape, I suppose you are probably wondering why I am here” began Cael, “ it would seem we may be of help to each other”. Raising an eyebrow Severus looked at the man across from him “and why would I be in need of help, my Lord”. “Not you personally professor, but your godson Draco”. “What makes you think Draco is in need of help from you, he is a Malfoy after all” was the sneering reponse. Cael’s cool green eyes glinted, “He will certainly need my help if he is to avoid receiving the Dark Mark”. Snape paled and then collected himself “what nonsense is this?” “I know what’s going on Severus, I helped Lucius escape into hiding and I promised I’d help Draco as well”. Getting up and throwing himself into the floo network to make a firecall, he realize that there was no one at home in Malfoy Manor. Not even the house elves had stayed behind, it looked as though Potter was telling the truth. Wrenching himself back to his parlour, he sat heavily in his chair, stunned by the turn of events. Turning to Potter, he saw sympathy flowing out of eyes of emerald, and merely nodded. “Lucius and Narcissa are well protected by my men, Draco is still vulnerable, but i have a plan which may benefit all parties”. Snape sat and digested what he was hearing. He never would have believed it, Lucius had betrayed the Dark Lord. The one person he thought of as Voldemorts most loyal follower had left him. Steeling his resolve he motioned for Cael to continue. “You may not be aware that when I was 16, I chose to move to Japan and join an order called, the Order of the Jade Dragon”. ”They are an order that trains in the use of offensive and defensive spells, as well as martial arts to hone the mind and body”. “ When we learned that Voldemort had returned, I was allowed to return to train my last living relative, so as to preserve my families line”. Cael paused, looking at the head of house, “Severus, on which side do you stand?” It was Serverus‘s turn to pause. If he revealed his secret to the elder Potter, would the information get back to the dark lord? If it did, he would surely be killed. Yet according to Potter, Lucius and Narcissa were safe. Now what was this plan Potter had that could see Draco safe as well? He decide to brave the risk, “Since the 1st war I have been an active spy for the Order of the Phoenix”. “Lucius is unaware of the fact and I would appreciate it if you did not enlighten him” he finished with a pointed stare. Cael nodded and proceeded to continue, “Dumbledore refused to allow me to train Harry” Severus could not contain his astonishment. Dumbledore not allowing his golden boy training? Surely the-boy-that-lived would need to know offensive spells to be effective against the Dark Lord and his deatheaters? “There’s more, Dumbledore is the administrator for my nephews finances, and I believe he has been embezzling funds from Harry’s account’s into his own”. “In addition I believe he has not told Harry about his inheritance from Sirius, along with the fact that he is now the Head of House Black”. Severus sat in his chair in shock, his mouth moving like a guppie. Dumbledore embezzling Harry’s funds?!?! Willing his mouth to close, he thought about the situation and saw how it could work to Dumbledore’s advantage. He also suspected Dumbledore might be a sexual predator, given the covert behaviour of several Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students. Yes, he could believe Dumbledore would try to pull something like this off. If Harry killed Voldemort but died in the process, Dumbledore could inherit all that Harry owned. Finding he needed another drink Severus got up and refilled both glasses. “So what is your plan? and how does it affect Draco?” Cael sat back in his chair and regarded Severus “In my order there is a style of fighting and training called Senshi No Hatobondo”. “It involves a pair who will partner through the training and will fight together as a single unit.”. “The pair must be opposites, one ying, one yang, and they bond as one”. Snape lips curled in distaste and in low tones he questioned “do you mean to bond my godson to that gryffindor?” Cael regarded Severus “The boys are opposites, they have to be, or the bonding doesn’t take”. “From what Lucius told me those two are perfect for this, so he agreed to this course”. Severus seethed inwardly at the thought of his godson bonded with the scar- head, but realized that Cael was providing a strong solution to Draco’s dilemma. “What do we have to do?” Cael looked thoughtful for a moment “ 1st we have to get me into the school, and force Dumbledore to allow me to do the training”. Severus stared at the elder Potter “ the House of Potter controls one of the seats on the board of governors, Dumbledore cannot ban you from the grounds, he has not right over the governors”. Cael looked up surprised “ I had forgotten about that” Severus nodded tiredly at Cael “whatever you do it must be public, so Dumbledore cannot refuse you, else he will look like he’s not working in Harry’s best interests” With a sudden glint of mischief in eyes of emerald, Cael looked at Severus “My old friend, I think I have just the thing” * * * * * * * * * * * * It burned, his scar was burning as he squirmed on the bed. Long corridors with portraits of wizards with platinum blond hair Harry moaned in his sleep, and slung his head from side to side on the pillow Up and down the silent corridors he moved, room after room devoid even of house elves Wormtail scurried up to his master, “some clothing has been removed from the closets, and there are photo’s missing from some shelves.” Wormtail cringed as he relayed the news “They’re gone master” His Fury Rising, Voldemort turned his wand on Pettigrew “CRUCIO” * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry bolted upright in his bed, a concerned Ron by his bedside “you alright mate?” “They’re gone Ron, the Malfoys have fled Voldemort ” “Malfoy’s? Abandon You-Know-Who? Are you sure he‘s not feeding you another vision?” Ron asked incredulously. Harry looked at his friend “I know what I saw!”. “Okay, Okay mate, I believe you” Ron backtracked. “Why don’t you get some sleep and then go see Dumbledore in the morning”. Harry laid back into bed, and closed his eyes, not seeing Ron’s wand as he cast as sleeping charm Certain that his friend was under the spell Ron closed then drapes on the two of them and cast a silencing charm. Harry had thrashed quite badly during this vision, and he’d pulled his pyjama top apart, and Ron’s eyes moved over his friend’s exposed chest greedily. Harry was quite the stunner, a handsome face framed by raven hair. His lightly muscled chest rose rhythmically, moving down to an impressive six pack. Hands soon followed the eyes, lightly tracing over Harry’s chest, stopping to tease a nipple to a peak. The hard little nubs on Harry’s chest responded so well to being flicked, perhaps they’d respond just as well to a tongue. Ron’s eyes glazed over with lust as he leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He played with the erect nub with his tongue. Laving around it then pulling into back into his mouth, before moving to the other nipple to give it the same treatment. Moving the tongue lower to Harry’s abdomen he followed each line of his six pack. Feeling the power of the smaller teens core, he began toying with the bellybutton, watching as each muscle clenched and released. Leaning back Ron surveyed the glistening patches, and his eyes went for the prize. He rubbed his hand over the mound in Harry’s Pyjama bottoms, feeling the rod firm up. Slowly pulling down the pants, he exposed Harry’s prick. Ron stared at his friend erection, and moved his hand up and down its length. Leaning over he swiped his tongue from the base of Harry’s cock to the tip, the heady smell of sweat and musk invading his senses. Pulling the cock up he licked around the head, and taking it in his mouth he began to suck lightly. Harry was moaning beneath him, the charm keeping him asleep but obviously the dream was good though the red head with a snicker. Ron increased the suction and began moving his hand up and down the thick cock. Harry may only have been 7 inches but he could definitely have been nicknamed “beer can”. Not wanting Harry to come Ron decided to switch targets, pulling the pyjamas completely off as he rolled Harry over. Before him was the sweeping curve of Harry’s back, and the curves of his finely sculpted ass. Ron moaned and fisted his cock in his pyjamas. Pulling apart Harry’s baby soft ass, he spied prize #2, and leaning in he took a light swipe at rosebud. A leering grin on his face as he watched it twitch. He couldn’t contain himself, and dove his tongue into Harry’s ass, eating it out like he would never have another chance. Pulling back as he gained control of himself, pulling down his pant as he moved his cock into Harry’s ass crack. He wasn’t going to fuck him, it wasn’t the right time yet. Besides he wanted Harry awake and moaning beneath him when he finally took his ass. However a little frottage never hurt a teenager, he thought with a grin. His own cock slick with pre-come Ron slid up and done Harry’s ass, moaning as he rubbed against Harry’s entrance Soon, he thought, soon that asshole will grip me as I breed him. On that note Ron came all over Harry’s ass and back. Smiling he gathered some of his come, and moving it down Harry’s crack he pushed it in. Next time it’ll be straight from the source , he thought with a grin. After cleaning Harry up, and getting him dressed, Ron dropped the wards and silently snuck out of the dormitory.   Chapter End Notes: A Hatamoto, is the retainers of a Japanese feudal lord, the word literally means “at the base of a flag”. they typically consisted of officers commanding the lords armies as well as his personal guard. Senshi no hatobondo translated (thank you Google) means Warriors Heart Bond, note this is not a “heart bond” but rather a bond between two who have “warrior’s hearts” Hopefully nobody minds an Evil Dumbledore, or Slughorn, personally I can’t stand the two characters! Chapter 2 Poll - Would you consider what Ron did as the wizarding version of a date rape? ***** Chapter 3 ***** Author's notes: Set after OoTP - Harry has lost sirius, the last of what he considers his family. Unexpectedly however a long lost family member shows up, throwing Harry and Draco together. Can the sparks of hate perhaps hide a deeper meaning. =============================================================================== Disclaimer - Harry Potter and all related characters belong to JKR and Warner Brothers. I do not own any of the copyrights in any way, shape or form. Hopefully she doesn't mind me borrowing them A/N: Chapter 3 - So if you haven’t picked it up already, this story is more about overcoming a division in the light side before destroying the dark. Oh and a fair bit of smut ^_^ FYI - this is still unbeta'd, so I might update it. I got bored on my day off and flew through writing this chapter, so don't expect such frequent posts!   For Draco Malfoy the day couldn't have started better, he had woken up early, and caught Blaise alone in the showers. That took care of the morning blow job, which of course was unreciprocated, he was a Malfoy after all. Transfiguration went very well, as he found himself winning twice as many points as the mudblood. Potions with Slughorn was as excellent as was expected, although the professors habit of resting his hands on Draco's shoulders while he peering into his cauldron made him uncomfortable. The professor also had a strange habit of lightly brushing against Draco, but it went unnoticed by all, but Draco. DADA was next on the list and that's when it all came to a screeching halt. The look on his head of house's face, caused any happiness in the day to flee. He gulped as he was handed a summons, after supper, to Professor Snape's office. Walking briskly out of class he headed for Moaning Myrtles toilet. Seeing no one around, he slipped in, and was violently sick in one of the cubicles. Rinsing his mouth out at the sinks he looked into the mirror, his face pale and gaunt with the sudden stress. He was going to be marked soon, he knew it! Severus wouldn't have handed him a summons if it was anything else! Resignedly he walk back to the Slytherin common room and tried to focus on his 18 inch essay on Banshee's. All he could do now was wait till the appointed time. * * * * * * * * * * * * Dumbledore's eyes looked solemnly at Harry. "Your sure of what you saw?" "Yes Headmaster, Voldemort was in Malfoy Manor, and he had Pettigrew with him"."Pettigrew reported that the Malfoy’s had fled" Harry related as he tried to look as sombre as the headmaster. The headmaster knew better, he knew Harry loved to be useful, and enjoyed being praised for it. Smiling inwardly, it was like watching a puppy waiting for it's master to say "good Doggie" and give it a treat. Dumbledore smiled, and he knew Harry's inner puppy got the good doggie feeling. "This is a turning point Harry! Imagine what this will do to Voldemort ranks!". "Lucius Malfoy, the most loyal of his followers turning away from him and going into hiding!". "It will also boost the hopes of the order, to see wizards deserting Voldemort!" Harry added. Dumbledore smiled kindly at his golden boy "I've taken up enough of your time Harry, thank you for the good news. I'll let Madam Sprout know you'll be missing Herbology today" Dumbledore smiled again as he gave Harry this treat. The youth may be hard to control, but Dumbledore was an excellent manipulator.   * * * * * * * * * * * * Severus Snape wasn’t any happier than Draco, when he handed the teen his summons at the end of class. After Cael had left he’d spent the night imbibing great quantities of Ogden’s Firewhisky. The reason Lucius and Narcissa had chosen this path had finally come to him while he was brooding into the fire. By fleeing they had taken away the power the Dark Lord had over Draco. Draco could now choose his own path without fear of reprisals against his family. While the boy hadn’t confided in Severus, he was quite sure that Draco did not want to become a deatheater. So now the only path left open to them was this, being bonded to a gryffindork. What would Draco’s reaction be, mused the Head of House. Regardless Severus had already decided to honour the teens wishes if he chose not to be part of this scheme. Cael would simply have to find another bondmate. Severus rubbed his temples with a groan. If Draco refused, it would be over, then Dark Lord would use fear to force him to take the mark, or kill him. But to be bonded to Potter of all people, or the dark lord, was like having to choose between Scylla and Charybdis. The tentative knock on his office door roused him from his musings. Opening the door to reveal a somewhat haggard and worried looking Draco, he hurried the youth in. Settling down in his armchair, he offered Draco some tea and crumpets, to give him more time to compose himself. Regarding his godson he started “I take it Draco that you realize that you have reached your ago of majority and must now take the Dark Mark”. Draco’s eyes widened, but he nodded to his Godfather “I am aware” he confirmed. “If I were to tell you there was a way you could avoid taking the Dark Mark, is it something you wish to consider?” Snape asked as he schooled his features to remain calm, and unemotional. Draco face went from nervous to positively terrified. How could his Godfather have known? Had he already spoken to the Dark lord about it? Was this a test of loyalty to the Dark Lord. To say no would mean he‘d be branded, yet if he said yes he‘d be tortured and killed, along with his parents! Seeing the sheer terror on his godson’s face, Severus tried to calm the teen “ Draco, listen to me, all is not as it may seem”. That caught the blonds attention. “What do you mean” he inquired with a quiet nervousness. “Draco, I have some news for you”, Severus began as he regarded his godson “your parents have abandoned the dark lords cause and are in hiding” It was too much for the blond, who promptly fainted away. Cursing, Severus, pulled his wand and yelled “ENERVATE” at the limp teen, who promptly woke with a start. Draco pulled himself back into his chair, looking very confused and very small. Given that his bald statement had such a distress effect on the blond Severus tried a different delivery. “Draco, your parents love you very much, they went into hiding so the dark lord could not use them against you to take the mark”. Realizing what his godfather had meant, that all was not as it seemed, he inquired of his godfather "Your not a loyal deatheater are you?" "No, not since before the end of the 1st war" was the reply. "Can't you help me?" his grey eyes implored his mentor. "Without my parents, the dark lord will force me to take the mark or he’ll kill me” he finished quietly, tears coursing down his cheeks. “There may be another way, but I don’t think you’ll like it” Severus replied as he handed the lad a handkerchief. As the blond looked curiously at him, he continued “Draco have you ever heard of Cael Brian Potter?” The blond cocked his head, and said “Barely, I think father mentioned him a few times, he died years ago I think”. “Well fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, he is not dead” grumped Severus. “He has plan which could potentially protect you from the Dark Lord”. Draco leaned forward “How?” “There is an ancient fighting style that you can be trained in” Severus cautiously began. “You sound hesitant, what else is required” Replied the blond equally cautious. “The fighting style is in pairs, and so is the training, because the pair is bonded" Serverus continued. "Cael wishes you to be bonded with Potter”. “WHAT!?!?!” *THUMP* Rubbing his backside Draco regained his seating “please tell me you are joking” he pleaded with his godfather. Severus just sighed resignedly, and Draco knew it was no joke. Bonded to Potter, what in the name of Merlin's saggy butt cheeks did he do to deserve this! Potter however did not torture his friends or followers, unlike a certain dark lord the slytherin side of his brain reminded him. “What is the nature of this bonding?” he asked with an air of resignation. “Cael would not give me all the details, but from what I could piece together it is a type of soul bond”. “It requires that both candidates be opposite to each other, and if successful it increases their magical abilities”. “How long do I have to decide?” he asked dreading the reply “ Now, as I have to contact Cael, so we can move as soon as possible” replied Severus Draco got up and went to the door, he nodded his assent, and slipped out into the shadows of the dungeons. Severus poured himself a glass of firewhisky, and after downing it, went and fire called Cael * * * * * * * * * * * * “It’s a go” he said smiling to himself. The next few hours would prove St Lawrence Hall a beehive of activity as everyone in his Hatamoto prepared themselves for their part. Banners were readied, swords sharpened, armour oiled and polished where needed. Cael walked amongst all this busyness as a man without a care. Sun Tzu once said “The victorious strategist only seeks battle after the victory has been won”. He had spent weeks developing the plan after it’s initial conception in Snape’s sitting area, and after running through every possible variation of the plan, all was now set. Victory was already his indeed! After having his men form up and inspecting them, Cael found his men ready for the task ahead. Casting a quick tempus charm he smiled, it was almost time.   * * * * * * * * * * * * Dinner was boring tonight, thought Harry. Roast Chicken, Potatoes and greens, weren’t very original he decided. Dessert however happened to be his favourite, treacle tarts!! So 6 tarts later Harry felt very full, and content. Suddenly he thought he could hear the beating of drums, big drums. They sounded like the Taiko drums he learned about in muggle studies, when they studied Asia. The doors of the great hall flew open, which was quite the feat given how big they are, and the sound of the drums intensified. Harry's head, and every other head in the room, turned to the doors as two lines of Samurai in full armour entered the hall. Each soldier held a Naginata’s to his chest, like a rifle, and each pole weapon had streaming silk banners attached to them. Each banner was in the colours of a Hogwart house, but instead of the normal house crest, was a crest of a rampant Asian dragon in jade green with the letters HG behind it. If the students were to count the banners they would notice that all the houses were represented equally, with none having more banners in their colour than another. The samurai made quite a sight as they marched as one down the center aisle, their black dragon skin armour creaking quietly. More than few students were staring with mouths open in shock. Upon reaching the dais upon which the head table sat, the two ranks split apart along the centre aisle. Each samurai turned to face his opposite number across the aisle and stood guard silently. Harry watched the proceedings with wonderment, his eye's taking in the weapons and armour. He'd never heard of wizarding warriors, but if they were here then they probably weren't muggles. "What do you think is going on" he whispered to Hermione, who sat with wide eyes. "I'm not sure", she replied, "that crest I've never seen, but I think I recognize that dragon. I read about it in the library, the book was about foreign magical orders. I think it belongs to the order of the Jade Dragon". Harry was about to question her further when a murmur went up from the student populace. A figure had appeared in the doorway and was making it's way down the aisle. He almost fell over when the figure turned emerald eyes on him, as he passed. Those eyes seemed so very much like his own, it was disquieting. The figure reached the dais and the very angry looking Headmaster. "Mr Potter, what exactly do you think you are doing!" Albus Dumbledore demanded angrily of the stranger. Harry's vision began to swim, he'd called him Mr Potter, was it possible that Harry still had family alive?   * * * * * * * * * * * * Cael stood, his visage unaffected by the anger in Dumbledore's voice. In fact he smiled inwardly, since he knew that he'd really gotten under Albus's skin for him to be as mad as he was. Snape had said this would need to be public, so what better way than to do it in front of the whole school. "You will address me as Lord Potter, Headmaster" he replied as he looked up the dais. " As for what I am doing, I have brought along an associate with the pertinent details". Motioning with his hand a diminutive wizard made his way down the aisle. "Headmaster I am here with an Educational Decree from the Minister" the small wizard started. Pulling out a rolled parchment from his robe he cleared his throat and opening it, began reading. “ By Order of the Minister of magic, the following Educational Decree has been passed. Educational Decree 36, as enacted by the Minister for Magic, allows for the formation of the Hogwarts Guard with the intent of protecting the students. The Hogwarts Guard will protect the school from dark forces which may arise from both outside, as well as inside the school. Command of the Guard will be appointed at the discretion of the Minister for Magic, to whom the guard answers to". Cael watched as Dumbledore sat back in his seat from shock, Cael had out manoeuvred him by going to the minister. It was a fact only known to a few that Scrimgeour and Dumbledore had not been seeing eye to eye. "Headmaster" the little wizard prompted to get Albus's attention, " In addition to the creation of the Guard, the ministry deems it important to train some of our students in offensive magics. As you may be aware, legislation is about to be passed allowing the forming of a small wizarding army. The Order of the Jade Dragon, has offered it's help in it's formation and training. Therefore it has been decided that order members are to form the basis of the Hogwarts Guard as well. The Guard Commander will pick students from amongst 5th to 7th year volunteers, to begin training and eventually take over as the main forces of guard." Turning to the crowd of student who watched anxiously, the little wizard addressed them "Young Ladies and Gentlemen of the 4 houses of Hogwarts, may I present Lord Cael Brian Potter. Marquess of St Lawrence, 3rd Hakushaku of the Order of the Jade Dragon, General of the fighting tigers, the new Commander of the Hogwarts Guard". Clapping and whistling broke out throughout the Great Hall. * * * * * * * * * * * * Dumbledore watched as the students erupted into cheering. He would have to play along now and try to salvage the situation. Recruiting students was a good excuse for Cael to include Harry in his training, and as Cael only reported to the minister, his hands were tied for the moment. "Cael, how many men do you have, as we will need to prepare accommodations" he inquired when the cheering died down. "Only 20 of the 100 present will be staying, the remainder will be training the new Army, once the legislation goes through" was the reply. Dumbledore thought for a few moments, "There is an old disused barrack attached to Castle gatehouse, would that suffice?" Seeing an answering nod, he turned to Professor McGonagall, "Minerva would you be so kind as to escort the Guard to those quarters". The Deputy Headmistress nodded an assent, as she was still somewhat in shock, and indicated that the guard should follow her. Bidding his colleagues farewell Albus headed to his chambers to think. Cael had certainly surprised him, going to the minister was the last thing he thought the man would do. Dumbledore would not underestimate him again. Yet the idea of a Wizarding Army with a contingent here was a prospect to salivate over. He had been aware of the legislation the ministry was trying to pass, but for the moment had thought influencing that army was beyond his reach. Now there was a mini army being built on his doorstep, and well within his sphere of influence. The ministry's wizard had said eligible students from 5th to 7th year would be accepted into the guard, he would need to insert his own loyalists to affect any control. He walked over to the desk in his private chambers and touched the centre of the desk, saying Oculatus. Immediately the desk became a view screen tied to the many spying wards in the castle. Leering as the Ravenclaw boys showers came into view, he gave himself a quick grope, before he started to flip through the wards, stopping at the Gryffindor dorms. Seeing his quarry was alone, he summoned the sole occupant. When Ron Weasley floo'd into his private chambers, the Headmaster beckoned him to the settee. "Glad you could come immediately Ronald" the Headmaster beamed. "Did Harry tell you everything then?" Ron inquired as he sat on Dumbledore's lap. "My Dear boy it was exactly as you said" Albus gushed wrapping an arm around the youth and slipping his hand inside the boys pajama's pants. "However that is not why I summoned you, it's about the guard, I need your help again". Ron slipped off the older mans lap and slid his head under the old mans robes. Albus rolled his eyes, the red head really wasn't very bright, as that wasn‘t the “help” he’d wanted. Still he wasn't going to turn sex down, and the boy did have a talented mouth and ass. Albus moaned as said mouth engulfed his limp prick, sucking it to hardness. The boys tongue lapped at his piss slit, which had the older man almost squirming. Albus leaned over and pushed the red heads pyjama bottoms down and spread the youths cheeks. Wetting his fingers he circled the lads anus, drawing a moan from beneath his robes. Pushing two fingers into the redhead he began to open him up. A couple of strokes saw him ready. With a growl Albus grabbed the head under his robes and pushed Ron away. He grabbed the red heads shoulders and shoved the boy face first into the thick carpet. Quickly spelling his clothes away and adding lube to his prick, he lined up and thrust home. Ron cried out, as the invading member wasn't small by any means, and the older man began to pump his hips savagely. Albus was lost in the hot feel of the tight ass beneath him. Given his age he climaxed rather quickly, filling the boy with his seed, while he collapsed on the lads back. Willing his limbs to move the headmaster sat back and levitated the red head to the bed. When the two were rested from their activity, the headmaster broached the subject he had called the Gryffindor to talk about. "Ronald I want you to recruit a few boys for me to join the Guard". "The Guard, why?" questioned the youth in breathy tones. Knowing the object of the young mans affections, Dumbledore replied "Because I believe Harry's Uncle is going to try and induct him into the Guard. I need a few people who care for Harry to keep an eye on him, and report back to me what is going on". "You think this unknown uncle of Harry's wants to hurt him?" came the concerned reply from the red head. "I'm not sure, that's why I need about 4 strong boys, to get into the guard" Ron thought for a minute, "I'm sure Seamus will do it, probably Dean too. Neville is too pudgy they probably wouldn't accept him. Cormac doesn't like Harry, but he'd love the idea of being an undercover spy". Dumbledore smiled "If they agree, I will want to discuss their findings weekly. Oh probably in one's or two's so as not to arouse suspicion". Ron nodded, and Dumbledore laughed inwardly. The boy really was an idiot, if he honestly believed that. However the thought of possibly getting his hands on the built Irishman and the handsome Scot, reminded him of another matter to set the boy on. He cuddled Ron to him and began to stroke the youths prick. "There is something else I want you to do as well" he purred into the youths ear, as he stroked the lengthening prick "I need you to start goading our Slytherin friend Mr Nott, with the information about the betrayal of the Dark Lord by Draco Malfoy's family". Ron moaned and nodded, Albus rolled him on his stomach, time for round two. It's good to be the Headmaster he thought with a grin. * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry sat in the astronomy tower and looked out at the skies, deep in thought. As soon as the Guard had left he excused himself from the great hall and his friends, stopping in his dorm to pick up his family album, he had made his way here. He'd poured over each page and each photo, looking to see if anyone in the photo's resembled the man in the black armour. He'd found nothing. A cry brought him out of his musings as Hedwig settled on the railing of the tower. He walked over and she nipped at his hand affectionately. Petting her soft feathers, he felt a measure of comfort, in the midst of the unknown. A discreet cough caused him to whip around as Hedwig let out a screech. Before him stood the very person his mind had been running over. Two emerald eyes locked, questions in both their depths. The man didn't say anything, so Harry took a moment to look him over. Black hair cut short in a Caesar, broad shoulders tapering to a slim waist, and powerful looking legs. He wasn't wearing armour this time, but instead a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and black breeches, along with Hessian boots. Harry had to admit he cut quite the figure. It was only up closer that Harry realized how short the man was, he couldn't have been more than about 5'8", and his eyes were more almond shaped than round. The man's features had hints of the far east, who was he and how did he have the same last name? The man hadn't taken his eyes of Harry, the silence deafening, so he nearly jumped when a clear voice asked "I'm sorry, did I disturb you?" Gazing at the man he replied "Not at all, I like to come up here when I need to think". The man smiled "So did your Father". Harry gaped, and then couldn't contain himself "Who are you?! and how did you know my Father?" The man sighed and walked over beside Harry. He extended his fingers towards Hedwig, and when the owl did not bite, he gave her a soft caress. Looking out at the sky, he turned to find green eyes pleading for an answer. "Harry, my name is Cael Brian Potter, James was my Brother". Harry stared back, "you can't be" he choked out. "No one has ever mentioned my Father having a Brother. You don't look like him either". Cael continued to pet Hedwig, the struggle over his emotions evident on his face. " I was adopted before James was born. Your grandparents were having problems having kids, they feared the line would die out. So they adopted me and gave me the Potter name. 6 years later they had James". Harry took a step back, "I don't believe you". With another sigh, Cael turned to look at his nephew, " Harry I would like to show you something, will you trust me enough to follow me to the barracks?" Harry stood undecided, given the circumstances, he had no reason to trust Cael. Yet he hoped that the man was not lying and that there may still be a piece of family for him to cling to. He nodded, and followed the man out of the astronomy tower. Crossing the main yard the two walked in silence towards the gatehouse and the adjoining barracks, both were deep in their own thoughts. The Gatehouse loomed in the distance, it's large rounded towers rising 12 feet above the main wall of the castle. Harry mused the structure probably had 4 level within. Harry had been through the gate many times, but he'd never stopped to look at them, nor had he ever noticed the large barracks built into the curtain. Cael walked past the barracks and up the steps to the gatehouse, but Harry stopped. Turning to regard his nephew Cael asked "is something wrong?" "That's the gatehouse, not the barracks" he replied Cael chuckled " Sorry I should have said the gatehouse. The Guard are housed in the barracks, however as the Guard Commander I merit my own quarters. My officers have the tower closest to the barracks and I get the other to my self." It made sense to Harry so he followed Cael up to the large doors and inside the gatehouse. It was lavishly furnished, oak paneling giving a warm feel to the room with it's thick Persian carpets. Comfortable looking furniture in the Queen Anne style abounded in the room. Cael was standing near a sideboard, and beckoned Harry over. The Sideboard had dozens of wizarding photo's. Cael handed him one, and Harry ran his thumb over one of the figures. The photo showed 4 people, what he assumed were his grandparents, a much younger Cael, and his father blowing out the candles on his cake. He looked over the sideboard at all the pictures. Some had his father and grand parents, others showed his uncle and his father. He turned to where Cael had been standing, only to realize that Cael had moved away from him to give him some privacy. The older man stood in front of the fire with a glass of liquor, looking deep into it's flames. Eye's glistening, he took one last look at the photo's, walked over to Cael and wrapped his arms around his uncle. He started to cry, heart rending sobs because he knew he wasn't alone, he still had family. He felt the older mans arms gather him in a hug as well, felt the erratic rise and fall of a chest, and he knew his uncle was crying too.   Chapter End notes : So what do we think? So far lots of people are reading apparently, but not many reviews. I wanted to say thanks to all those who've posted! Keep in mind reviews make me write faster ^_^ Oculatus is Latin for “Seeing” Special thanks to Aisling, for letting me borrow the willing Ron/Dumbledore angle. I saw it in her story "Mirror Image" as willing Hermione/Dumbledore ***** Chapter 4 ***** Author's notes: Set after OoTP - Harry has lost sirius, the last of what he considers his family. Unexpectedly however a long lost family member shows up, throwing Harry and Draco together. Can the sparks of hate perhaps hide a deeper meaning. =============================================================================== Disclaimer - Harry Potter and all related characters belong to JKR and Warner Brothers. I do not own any of the copyrights in any way, shape or form. Hopefully she doesn't mind me borrowing them A/N: Chapter 4 - Thanks to all those who have reviewed, it keeps me inspired to put out chapters faster *wink wink, nudge, nudge, know-what-I-mean* Also a big Hug out to my awesome Beta DracoPotter!!! As for the whole Dumbles, Ron, and Slughorn thing your going to have to put up with more cause I just have a dirty and kinky mind ^_^. Overall it’s mainly dumbles who‘s the kinky bastard, and who will star in a few more sex scenes, Slughorn is more of a sidekick so don‘t expect much from him. I’ll be pairing Ron off with other chars cause I’ve decided the weasley’s are sluts at heart. I mean 7 kids? come on, the parents were working overtime if you ask me. For those of you patiently waiting for Harry and Draco to get together, it’s coming I promise! “I can’t just have them fall in love at first sight, that wouldn’t be believeable” - Trick   Any who, on with the show!   Cael wasn't sure how long they stood in front of the fire hugging each other, both taking comfort in the fact that they still had family. However he had initially been surprised when he felt the young Gryffindor wrap his arms around him in a hug. But the sincere gesture was all that it took to release the tidal wave of emotions he been holding back for so long. As Cael held Harry he cried for his parents, his brother, he cried for his sister-in-law who he would now never meet. Cael cried for the lost opportunities in Harry's youth which he would never see, as an uncle. Opportunities like buying him the newest broom for his birthday, Quidditch matches with his Brother and Nephew, or sneaking an underage Harry beer when his parents weren't looking. He pulled back from the hug as his tears slowed, and he looked into the face of his nephew, a face that looked so like the James he remembered. He rested his palms on Harry's shoulder and smiled. Cael heart felt like it would burst when Harry returned that smile and he led his nephew back to the photo's. One by one he picked each photo up and regaled Harry with funny stories of his father and Grandparents. After they had finished those, he walked to a bookstand, and pulled out a photo album. He heard Harry gasp as he saw the album read 1 of 32, and he settled himself down on a settee with his nephew to peruse more photo's. While he had been away at the order, his parent's had always sent him photo's of the important pieces of their lives, that way he never completely missed his family. Now that the were gone these were all that was left, except for those at the manor. When Harry questioned him as to why no one had ever mentioned him, Cael knew his nephew was finally ready to hear about him. "Harry, I was adopted by your grandparents as I told you before, your Father was born 6 years later. While my parents never treated me like I'd been adopted, I always knew that there was a piece of me I had to explore. You see Harry, my biological parents were mixed. My mother had been a Japanese witch, and my Father was a wizard of half German, half Welsh origin. Growing up in the manor it was very easy to come to terms with my westernized half, but few could tell me much about my oriental half. So after doing some extensive research I decided to join a far eastern Order called "the Order of the Jade Dragon". "Did you find you eastern half" inquired Harry. "I did, it took me quite some time, but by the time I came to terms with myself, you father had already died" he replied. "Is that why you never came back? Didn't you know about me" Harry asked as he looked down to his hands clasped in his lap. "Your Father and Mother died while I was away on mission for the order. When I came back, the Master of my order pulled me aside and told me what had happened. I knew there was a baby, but I had been told he was safe with muggle relatives of your mother, in a undisclosed location. So I continued my work with the order, when I realized how much time had passed, I thought you'd resent me for never being there" Cael finished quietly. Harry grabbed his uncles hand "I don't resent you, I'm glad I have family who still cares for me. The Dursley's always treated me like I was a slave, they didn't love me" he said as he too finished quietly. Cael pulled his nephew into a hug "Well aren't we pair, dewy-eyed, and melancholy. This is a happy day, not a sad one" he said with a smile. Harry smiled back, until their moment was interrupted by a pounding on the door. "POTTER! OPEN UP AT ONCE!" came Professor Snape's voice. Harry looked curiously at his uncle as the man rose, pointing his palm towards the door, he dropped the ward. Severus strode into the room, and seeing the younger Potter, turned to Cael and demanded "Has he agreed?" "Severus, I have only just started to get acquainted with my nephew, how can you possibly ask that!" Cael replied, his tone conveying his annoyance. "Because I have just returned from seeing the Dark Lord" replied Snape is distressed tones. Realizing there was something amiss with the Head of House, he guided him toward a large high-backed chair near the fire. Moving to a small bar beside the fire, he pulled out three glasses and poured an equal measure of scotch into each one. Handing Harry and Severus their glasses, he sat back down on the settee, and motioned to Severus to begin. "The Dark Lord was most incensed to find Lucius and Narcissa gone. He's tried various methods to find them and all have failed. Voldemort knows that Lucius and Narcissa would come back for Draco, so he has ordered me to bring Draco to him. He going to Mark Draco during the winter holidays, in a weeks time" Severus finished, and downed the scotch in one go. "That is faster than I anticipated" Cael replied, but sensed there was more to this story, "what else, Severus?" "He wants to humiliate the Malfoy's for deserting him, so he's moved into Malfoy Manor" the older man stated. Then Severus paused, the turmoil on his face evident "he is going to bind Draco to him as a slave, not a deatheater". "Not entirely surprising Severus, this is the dark lord we are talking about" Cael said as he reached out and went to refill Snape's glass. Handing Severus his refill, Cael turned to regard Harry, who was watching both men with wide eyes. "Harry, I had hoped we would have more time to get to know each other, before I asked you this. Actually perhaps it's best if I explain a little more 1st so you'll understand. The Head of my Order allowed me to leave, so I could come back and train you. There are many different types of training I know to choose from, but I wanted one that would help increase your magical abilities. So I settled on one called "Senshi no hatobondo" When I arrived back in town I happened to come across Narcissa Malfoy, who I knew from my circles in the wizarding Ton. To make a long story short, Lucius and Narcissa asked me to help protect them and Draco." "What does that have to do with training me?" Harry interrupted with some suspicion. "The training I had in mind involves a pairing". "You want me to pair with DRACO?!" Harry sputtered. "Yes, but more importantly I want you to bond with Draco" "WHAT!" Screeched Harry. *THUMP* Cael walked over to Harry, and reached out to help him up. Harry recoiled from his Uncle and tried to scramble away. Cael backed away to give his nephew room, “Harry the only way to do the training is in a pair. But for the pairing to work, the two need to be opposites to each other. They must be like Yin and Yang, or the bonding fails”. “But why Malfoy?” Harry whined. “Because as a Slytherin, he is opposite to your Gryffindor. Even your actions towards each other show you are opposites, and opposites attract each other. Draco is a young man in need of help, he is not on the side of the Dark Lord. Would you refuse to aid him?” his uncle queried. Harry quickly zeroed in on an import point of what was just said “What do you mean opposites attract? I won’t have to fall in love with the blond git will I?” “Not if you don’t want to” his uncle stated “I will not lie however, it is not unknown for pairings in such training to become attached”. Harry remained silent for a while, neither man pressing him. Finally his uncle approached him again, and helped him to his feet, “Harry I know this is quite a shock, why don’t you take a few days to think on it, we do have until the end of the week to act. It’s late now, why don’t you head back to your dorm and get some rest”. Harry moved towards the door, then stopped, turned and went back to hug his uncle. “Goodnight uncle Cael” he said into his uncles shoulder. Moving to the door he bid the head of Slytherin goodnight and made his way back to Gryffindor tower. * * * * * * * * * * * * Dumbledore sat as his desk, watching Uncle and Nephew hugging in front of the fire in his view screen. How loving, he sneered to himself. Then again he berated himself, young Potter wouldn’t have been able to go anywhere with his uncle if Ron had been by his side. Instead the redhead had been in bed under the old man, he thought with a curse, and a stroke of his pud. He paused, what if the elder Potter had been in bed with someone under him? Dumbledore’s intelligence had reported that Cael was currently single, and they believed he was interested in the same sex. If he could get someone into Cael’s bed and confidences, then Dumbledore would be able to stop him interfering. Dumbledore got up and began pacing the room, as he so often did. Oliver Wood would be a good candidate he thought. The boy owed him one as he stopped anyone from knowing he had been taking steroids before going out for Quidditch practice. No, Dumbledore thought, the boy was a top and didn’t like taking it up the ass. He could hardly imagine a person as dominant as Cael would bottom for the burly Scot. What about Marcus Flint, Dumbledore had performed the forced abortion on the 4th Year he’d been shagging, he could do it. No, he decided again, the boy had been hit one to many times with an ugly stick. Cedric Diggory, Yes, thought Dumbledore, the young man was smart, and handsome. He could be brought on as a teachers assistant, the school always needed those. He knew the lad was a bottom, with a curvy ass that made most wizards drool, and a tight athletic body. Dumbledore smiled, he would know, having watched the boy finger himself while he wanked alone in the showers. The boy owed Dumbledore some favours as well, after all Dumbledore still had a vial containing the memory of Cedric being tied to a bed, flogged, then screwed by a fellow student. Yes Diggory would work splendidly. Walking back to his desk, he picked up his quill and parchment and wrote to young Mr Diggory requiring him to attend the headmaster before the winter holidays. Sealing the note with wax and a Hogwarts crest, Dumbledore sent the note off to Ottery St Catchpole with his personal Owl. Settling back at his desk he looked down at the two who had moved to the couch and were looking at what appeared to be a photo album. Bah! Dumbledore thought what a waste of time, if he were the boys uncle he’d have stripped Harry and bent him over the couch. With a wave of his hand he began to move through the wards. OH HO! he laughed as he stopped on a disused classroom. Bent over the desk was Ginny Weasley, with the two Slytherin beaters. One was plowing her roughly from behind, the other down her throat. It would seem Ron wasn’t the only slut in the family he thought with a laugh, settling in his chair and pulling up his robes. * * * * * * * * * * * * Reaching the common room, Harry searched for Ron and Hermione. He spotted the bushy haired girl over in a corner, nose buried in a book, Ron however was nowhere to be seen. Making his way over and plonking down beside the his best girlfriend he asked “Where’s Ron?”. Hermione lifted her head suddenly “HARRY! you startled me. I was so absorbed in this book, it’s fascinating! Oh! This was the book I was telling you about! The one about the Order of the Jade Dragon, it looks like there’s many other orders all over Asia” she gushed. “I’ll bet, where’s Ron these days? he queried again. “Oh, I saw him leave with Seamus, why?” she stared at him curiously “Cause I had hoped to talk to you both.” he explained “It turns out that the commander of the Guard is my uncle!” “OH HARRY!” cried the brown haired girl as she wrapped Harry in a hug, “I’m soo happy for you! I know that Sirius death was really bothering you, hopefully now you won’t feel so alone”. “Thanks mione” he replied as they lapsed into comfortable silence. “Mione? If you had the power to help someone, someone who you didn’t like, but who hadn’t done anything really wrong, would you help them?” Hermione studied her friend “Who is it Harry? and How?” “Malfoy, my uncle helped his parents escape, and he thinks with my help he can protect Malfoy too”. The Gryffindor looked everywhere but his friend, he knew how much Malfoy had hurt her, so he didn’t know what to expect. “Yes Harry, I would help them. Even though Malfoy has always been mean to me because I’m muggleborn, it doesn’t mean he’s not a person deserving of life. Hopefully his attitude would change though” Hermione finished as she fiddled with a ring on her hand. Then she looked at her friend curiously " How can you help Malfoy?" Harry quickly glanced around the near empty common room to make sure they weren't being overheard. "My Uncle wants to bond me to Malfoy, something he called Senshi No Hatobondo". Hermione eyes grew wide "I've read about that bonding and training style, it's in this book". She grabbed the book from where she left it and quickly skimmed through the pages. "Here it is", she said as she began reading aloud "Senshi no hatobondo, translated the Warriors Heart Bond. During the early stages of the formation of the different Asian orders, many of the top Wizards quickly became opponents as they vied for prominent positions within their order. Some began to kill their brother-members, or would break away to form another order. In an effort to stop the schisms and killings the masters would identify these opposing wizards early on, and bond them to one another. The opponents would have to be true opposites, of equal magical ability, for the bonding to work. The outcomes of such bondings, once properly trained, were wizards of great magical ability who would fight in tandem. Many feared finding themselves at odds with these formidable wizards on the battlefield". Harry listened closely, if he had greater ability he could better defeat the Dark Lord. It might even be possible to stop the war sooner, with less innocents dying! Hermione continued "As the orders became more established, and peace became more prevalent, fewer and fewer Wizards were bonded. The last recorded bonding taking place in the Order of the Jade Dragon in 1624. Due to it's disuse, and some of the couples forming from the bond, many have mistakenly referred to the style as a form of heart bonding. This however is not so, the name merely means a bond between two who have warriors hearts". Harry was lost in his thoughts, when Hermione reached over the chair arm to put her hand on his shoulder. He smiled up at his friend, and reached up and rested his hand on hers. "So I think I should do it" he told her "what do you think?" Hermione paused and collected her thoughts "I think your right Harry, this training could really help you against Voldemort. Not only that but you'd get Malfoy as an ally, and as much as I hate to admit it, he is strong wizard". He laughed, “well your right about the blond got being a strong wizard. Is till feel I’m being hasty though. Well my uncle told me to sleep on it, so that's what I'll do. Besides, it's late, I wouldn't want to wake him if he's gone to bed". He stretched, and got up "Goodnight Mione". * * * * * * * * * * * * Ron arched his back as he felt Seamus’s prick slide into his ass. The red head had pulled the Irishman into a janitors cupboard to tell him about Dumbledore’s spying job. Seamus thought Ron was after something else, and had dropped his pants. He swore silently, the things he did to stay in the old gits good graces. While he didn’t mind a decent screw, Seamus was neither a shower nor was he a grower, so he would have to pretend he was enjoying it. He did have to give Seamus credit though, the guy had great staying power. Once Seamus had finally blown his load, and cleaning spells cast, Ron was able to tackle him about Dumbledore’s little mission. The Irishman was concerned when he heard about Harry possibly being in danger, and he joined the plan right away. That now meant Dean, and Seamus were on board, all he had left was getting Cormac McLaggen to agree. Exiting the cupboard, Seamus headed back for the common room, while Ron tried to accomplish his next task. Making his way towards the library, he settled down a bit away from the entrance and waited. He’d been there for an hour when Nott exited alone, and making his way for the slytherin common room. He followed discreetly, and when they were far enough from the library, he jogged up and passed Nott with a push. Twirling around to face him Ron sneered “So how does it feel to have a traitor in your house, Nott?” The slytherin glared at him and retorted “What are you on about Weasel?” Ron smirked his lip curling nastily “I meant the little prince of Slytherin. Didn’t you know? His parents deserted You-know-who” Knowing he’d implicate himself if he were to say anything about the Malfoy’s loyalty to the Dark Lord, the weedy looking boy shrugged past Ron. “HA! I always knew you Slytherin’s were cowards, guess you’ll do whatever it takes to save your own skins” With a roar of outrage, Nott quickly turned to face the Gryffindor with his wand out “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!” came Professor McGonagalls voice. Nott quickly lowered his arm and tucked his wand back into his robes. Ron smiled sweetly “Nothing Professor, Nott and I were just sharing a few words, before I headed back to my common room” “Mr Weasley, I would advise you to do that at once!” came the reproachful tones of his head of house, as Ron turned towards the Gryffindor tower. Mission accomplished. Turning for the grand staircase, Nott descended to the Slytherin Common Room, and seeing no one about, made a quick fire call to his Father. After confirming the Weasel’s allegations he lay on his bed, his mind running amok with promises of retribution. Draco was no longer protected, and all of he abuse he had heaped would return to him a hundredfold. * * * * * * * * * * * * Dumbledore was seated at his desk in his private quarter, when a house elf knocked on the door to his chambers. Lowering the ward the headmaster bade the elf to enter, the elf informed him that Mr Diggory was awaiting the headmaster. With instructions to show the young man into the room, Dumbledore continued to peruse the papers on his desk. Cedric stepped into the headmasters quarters with great trepidation. Normally a visitor was shown to the headmasters study. So when he was taken to the old mans personal quarters instead, he shuddered inwardly. Memories of his previous visits to this room were not pleasant in the slightest, so he was leery of entering. “Ah! Mr Diggory, I trust you are well” Albus said with a smile, and waved to a seat. “Very Well Sir, my father reminded me to give you his regards” was the stiff reply as the young man sat before the Headmaster. “You are no doubt wondering why I sent for you” Dumbledore began. “I have a problem here and hopefully you will be part of the solution. Are you aware of the new Hogwarts guard unit which has been stationed at the school?” Cedric nodded “It was in the Daily Prophet, as was the sudden re-appearance of Lord Potter”. “The guard itself is not a cause for concern. In fact it will be a cheering sight for the students to know they’re well protected, with Voldemort on the loose. My concern lies with the Commander of the Guard, Lord Potter has re- appeared after being absent for many years. That is why I’ve requested your presence. I wish you to seduce Lord Potter, and gain his confidence. Once you have inserted yourself in his life you will report back to me on his plans” Dumbledore finished, eyes grave over his spectacles. “You wish me to be a whore and a spy?” Cedric hissed angrily. Albus opened his desk drawer, removed a vial, which he then held up. Cedric eyed the swirling silver vial in horror. “I trust you remember the memory of this?” asked Albus menacingly. Cedric flushed red in embarrassment. He knew the memory, if revealed, would leave him a figure of ridicule, and would shame his family. Albus leered at the young man knowing he had him caught. The young man would do anything he requested. “Cedric, stand and strip out of your clothes”. The young man rose to his feet, and mechanically divested himself of his clothes, shame written all over his face. Albus stood and walked slowly in a circle around Cedric. The youth was still as handsome as ever, his swimmer build as result, no doubt, of summers spent in the river near Ottery St Catchpole. His skin, tanned a light gold, melded beautifully with his light brown hair. Albus reached out and lightly traced the line of Cedric ass, still as curvaceous as when he had been a boy. Cedric trembled in disgust at the older mans touch, it mocked a lovers caress. Albus returned to his desk and turned around to admire Cedric from the front. Well defined pecs were crowned with perky nipples of dusky rose. Down his front, well defined abs tapered down to a narrow waist. At the juncture of his thighs, a decent sized cock sat nestled in curls which reminded Dumbledore of spun gold. “Yes, Cedric you will certainly do”, Dumbledore mused. “I will require you here the day before the end of the holiday break. You may tell people that I have offered you a teaching assistants position, for which you will be paid. If you accomplish my mission to my satisfaction I will destroy the vial and the memory. Are we agreed?” Cedric stood naked in front of the headmaster, humiliated to be in the position he found himself in. Knowing he had no choice, he nodded to the headmaster. “Good, then you may robe yourself once again, and depart. I will see you back on the day before the end of the holidays” Albus dismissed the young man as he returned to his desk, and put away the vial. * * * * * * * * * * * * As the Commander of the Hogwarts Guard, Cael had been given a seat at the high table for his meals. However it was his custom to break his fast with his officers, and hold a brief meeting about training agendas and other Guard related issues. So it wasn’t until lunch before Harry was able to meet up with his uncle. Rather than sit at the high table Cael grabbed his plate and sat with his nephew and got to know his friends. Cael found himself laughing at the antics of Seamus and Dean, while avoiding the love struck eyes of a girl called Lavender brown. Harry’s friend and dorm mate Neville may have a quiet and shy boy, yet he showed signs of a deep inner resolve, which Cael could admire. Hermione was quiet too, but very intelligent, Cael thought she would be a very loyal friend. He would discovered later, upon talking with his nephew, that he was right. Cael took a dislike to the Weasley children, Ginny kept trying to rest her hand on his thigh, which bothered him immensely. Ronald however, was one to watch out for, the boy had a shifty look about him, and his eyes would linger on Harry assets too much for Cael’s liking. Soon it was time for classes to begin, Cael made a quick arrangement for Harry to meet him after classes, and then hoisted himself off the bench. Before he could leave Harry tugged his sleeve, and nodded to him. Smiling he gave his nephews shoulder a squeeze and went to find Severus. Severus didn’t have any classes this period, so he had been absent at the head table. Cael was sure he took his lunch in the sitting room, to avoid old dumbledick. Strangely the headmaster had been absent as well, which was unusual, as he often got midday reports from the teachers during his lunch. Cael had just left the great hall and was heading towards the stairs when he caught sight of a young man with deep golden hair. The Young man was coming down the steps, and Cael’s breath caught, as he watched the youth make his way towards the doors, and out into the cold, yet sunny day. Realizing he had stopped in his tracks to gawk, he quickly composed himself. Luckily the hall had been empty, as most of the students were lolly-gagging, so no one had seen his embarrassing display. Continuing down to Severus’s quarters, he couldn’t get the image of the brunette out of his head. It had been a long time since he’d felt attracted to anyone, and he wasn’t one to just get off with 1st available partner. Lord knows with his looks he had his pick of most of the Asian wizards, they found his western features exotic. His last failed partnership had been 10 years ago and he’d been making do with rosie palm and her five sister since. Reining in his libido and his confusion, he knocked on Severus’ door and was ushered in. The Slytherin waved to a seat near the fire and proceeded to get the tea service. Both men settled down and Snape began his inquiries, his godsons predicament weighing heavily on his mind. “Well, did he agree?” “Yes, is Draco still willing?” At Snapes curt nod, he continued “In that case I believe it would be best to conduct the bonding at St Lawrence Hall. The Hall is unplottable and well warded under a fidelius charm, along with having the remaining contingent of Warrior-wizards barracked there”. Snape nodded his agreement “I wish Draco could see his parents, and talk with them before he goes through this. Seeing them would calm him somewhat, he confided in me that he believes his parents are dead, as they would have tried to contact him were they alive“. “Then my friend we should be able to kill two birds with one stone, as the Malfoy’s are staying at St Lawrence Hall” Cael revealed with a small smile at the look of shock on Severus’s face. Changing tacks back to the plan Cael reminded Severus “This plan of ours puts you at risk. If I sweep Draco away before you can deliver him to Voldemort, the Dark Lord will punish you. He may even kill you, are you sure you do not want to come with us?” The look on Snape’s face was resolved “No, I must take my chances. I know he will punish me, but I believe I am still valuable enough to him that he will not want my death. I must continue to fulfill my role as a spy, our future efforts may depend on it”. “Your right Severus, your value as a spy for Voldemort is incalculable. Have Draco meet me before sunrise on the 1st day of the holidays, in my quarters, that way you will not be seen with him. I will take him to the manor 1st and then return for Harry’. Cael stood to leave, upon receiving Snape’s affirming nod. * * * * * * * * * * * * Dumbledore smiled broadly as he watched the ward of the main doors. He zoomed in on Cael’s face as Diggory descended the stairs, and laughed in glee. The man looked like he’d been struck by lightning, yes, Diggory had been an excellent choice. A few well placed glances by the young man would see him in Cael’s bed before long. * * * * * * * * * * * * Draco quietly gathered up a small satchel of his belongings. The last week before the holidays had been hell, someone had leaked the information about his parents to his house. All of his friends had quickly given up their associations with him. Even his head of house turned his head away in face of some of the taunting he’d received. He’d never felt so alone before. For years he’d been the prince of Slytherin, respected by his peers based on status alone. No one would have ever questioned him before, all knew that if he did not deal with the offender, his goons would. Now he had been stripped of that power, and Crabbe and Goyle had become some of his worst tormentors. The children of those within Voldemort’s inner circle soon discovered the fate which awaited Draco over the holidays. He’d taken to showering alone. The other boys knowing his fate had taken to grabbing his ass, and making lewd comments on his inevitable status. The worst incident had been the night before, he’d been alone in the shower when he had been confronted by Nott, Zabini, and Pucey. Each boy had forced Draco to suck them off. Pucey had been holding his head while he fucked his mouth, when Nott forced his unlubed finger up Draco’s ass. It had been so painful that Draco had cried out, a sound muffled by the large member stretching his mouth. The boys laughed when Nott commented how good it would feel to fuck Draco after the Dark Lord had his fill of him fist. They’d left the blond huddled on the floor, snot and tears running down his face. He crept across the dorm without waking any of his dorm mates, and made his way out of the common room. Moving silently he snuck out of the castle and down towards the gatehouse. Pausing at the door, he took a calming breath, he was terrified at what the future would hold for him once it became known he’d evaded the Dark Lord. It would be even worse when his house found out he was bonded to Potter. His Godfather had promised him that this alliance with the Potters would keep him safe, but with all that was going on he had trouble believing it. gathering his remaining courage he knocked on the door to the gatehouse. The door opened to reveal a still sleepy Cael in a robe, it became apparent that he was early. The Man ushered him inside, and showed the boy to a chair near the fire. Summoning his House elf, the elder Potter had some breakfast brought to the boy, while he retreated to his chambers to dress. Draco picked at his food, his nerves not allowing him to feel hungry. He got up and walked around the sitting room, noting all the happy photo’s of the family Cael had displayed. His Parents house had held no such photo’s, the Malfoy’s sangfroid refused to allow anyone to see their private happy moments. Stopping to think, he realized that the happy moments had been few and far between. His Father, while he was sure the man loved him, held himself at a distance. His mother had not been allowed to show him affection since he’d been six, and began his training as a Malfoy heir. He was deep in thought when the hand touched his shoulder. Spinning around in shock, he dislodged the top buttons of his shirt, allowing an angry bruise to show briefly. Reaching out Cael held the boys other shoulder, while he pulled the shirt aside again to expose the bruise. The white expanse of skin showed several bruises, the largest one in the mark of a hand. Draco recoiled violently as tears glistened in his eyes that his shame should be exposed. Turning away from the man, he nearly missed the softly asked question “Draco who did this to you?” When he didn’t answer, he felt a warm presence come up behind him. Gently turning the boy around Cael pulled the lad into a light hug. Draco couldn’t contain his emotions any longer, burying his face in the mans chest, he began to sob. No one had shown him any kindness in the last week and he clung to Cael like a life preserver. When his sobs had quieted, the quiet voice again asked “Draco who did this to you?” With a gulp he explained to Cael the hell his life had become in the past week, culminating with what happened in the bathroom. As he finished he couldn’t believe he’d told Cael any of that. The warm green eyes had put him at ease, the sympathy for his plight, had lowered his defences. Marshalling his reserves, he pulled himself up straight and out of Cael’s arms. Looking down he murmured his thanks, while Cael performed a drying spell, removing the evidence of his emotions. Cael quietly took the young mans hand and apparated them to St Lawrence Hall. Draco marvelled at the seat of House Potter, it was 3 times as big as the Malfoy’s ancestral home. He had never realized how wealthy Harry must have been, especially since he always dressed so poorly. Walking up the steps past the Corinthian columns, they moved into the entrance hall. Cael led him to a side door, and gestured the lad inside. Draco’s eyes lit with happiness as he saw his mother and father seated by the fire. Both rose and rushed over to their son. Draco’s Father clasped him in a tight embrace and thanked the old gods his son was safe, upon releasing Draco, he was pulled into his mothers arms. Narcissa wept openly holding her son safe in her arms. Lucius walked over to Cael, grasping the mans forearm just below the elbow, he gave the startled man a quick bone crushing hug. “With so much time passing, I was beginning to wonder if Draco was indeed safe, thank you for returning my son to me”. Cael smiled at the family, and withdrew to allow them some privacy to talk. * * * * * * * * * * * * Cael arrived back at his quarters, in a foul mood. The reuniting of the Malfoy’s had lifted his spirits. It had been heart warming to see the normally frigid aristocrats openly showing their emotions with the return of their son. Leaving them, his mind turned to what Draco had recounted, and his good humour vanished. His original plan had been to leave both boys in their house dormitories, but to send Draco back to that would be inhuman. Grabbing for the powder he kept on the mantle, Cael floo’d to Snape’s sitting room, and yelled out for the Head of house to wake up. Grumbling, Severus stepped out into his parlour dressed in his house coat. “what the devil are you doing here at this time of the morning Potter?” “Did you know Draco was being verbally and sexually abused by his house mates?” Cael answered hotly. Snape paled “I knew they were taunting him, but I had to turn a blind eye, lest it get back to the Dark Lord. What do you mean sexually abused?” “Mainly unwanted gropings, but last night he was forced to fellate, Nott, Zabini, and Pucey in the showers. This is intolerable! I had hoped Draco, once bonded, would be able to come back to his dorm. Now I see would be a cruelty, but I know Dumbledore will require him to return to his dorm” Cael sat with a frustrated sigh. Snape began to pace the room, tensions mounting from both men. Snape stopped and turned to Cael “ The boys are both of legal age, if they were to be wedded, they could share an apartment”. Cael stared at Snape in shock “Wedded? Are you insane? The boys hate each other, the bonding will not change that. It will be a month or more before they are comfortable training together. Draco’s problem will resurface in two weeks, and he’ll probably be fair game for anything because he defied and evaded Voldemort!” Snape cursed and began pacing again, stopping he asked “would the bond prevent them from being separated?” Cael shook his head and Snape resumed pacing. “Can we not make him a ward of the guards? After all he is in danger from the children of Voldemort’s followers, most of which are in my house. You could house him in your quarters”. “That might be possible” Cael said thoughtfully “It would require the authorization of the department of Family Services. The Minister would back the motion if both Lucius and myself asked. I worry about the talk it might cause moving him into my quarters though, yet he couldn’t be expected to live in the barracks or with the officers.” “Cael I think that is the least of our concerns” Snape rebuked him quietly. “Your right yet again, I’ll speak to Lucius when I take Harry to the Hall”. Cael said as he got up and made his way to the fireplace. * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry gawked as he walked through the gates of St Lawrence Hall, the extensive grounds and parklands totalled 600 Acres. The main house itself and the surrounding gardens we’re unplottable, the parklands were accessible to the public, as to try and hide that much land would have been suspicious. Cael laughed thinking his nephew would strain his neck went the got to the Corinthian columns of the portico. Dropping of their bags with the house elves, Cael showed Harry to his rooms, which was right beside his dads. While he would have let Harry stay in his dads old rooms, he thought it would be best if Harry felt he had his own rooms in the Hall. Harry’s jaw dropped when Cael opened the door to his rooms in the family wing. It was HUGE, the main bedroom was at least 6 times the size of his room at the Dursleys! It was done in a classical design with floor to ceiling paneling in white and gold. His King size bed had a Gryffindor banner of red and gold above it’s Headboard. The white bed sheets were of finest Egyptian cotton, and the snuggly looking duvet of down with a cover of red and gold graced the bed. A side room revealed a large oak desk in the centre of the room with a half empty library taking up 3 walls with a bank light on it. Another side door revealed his dressing room and his walk in closet which was the size of Dudley bedroom. Behind a door in his dressing room, Harry found his personal bathroom, with a large sunken marble tub in one corner. Walking to the floor to ceiling windows in his bedroom, he realized that they opened onto a large stone balcony overlooking the elaborate French garden with its centre fountain . His uncle walk up to him and whispered “shhhh”, looking around sneakily he pushed a little button in the stone at the base of the window. A hatch in the floor popped up containing a secret space big enough to conceal several brooms. Smiling his uncle asked him “so I take it you approve of your room?” Harry was very choked up and could only nod. he had never been anywhere so opulent. Cael turned and beckoned Harry to follow, they walked to the next door down the corridor and Cael opened the door to his brothers room. “Harry these were your fathers rooms, I though you might like to spend some time here before dinner” Harry’s eyes moistened as his eyes took in the rooms that had been touched by his father “If you need me just call for Drogher, he’s my house elf” Harry turned and gave his uncle a hug before he left. Harry spent the 4 hours before Dinner, wandering about his fathers rooms, which were as he’d left them. When Cael came up to let him know that dinner was to be served in 45minutes, he found the youngster curled up on his fathers bed, asleep, letters strewn across the sheets. Tear marks covered the boys cheeks, but he slept peacefully. Cael brushed his nephews bangs back, and gently shook the boy awake, “are you alright Harry?” Harry yawned and then answered his uncle, “yes, I found the letters dad and mom wrote to each other during the summers, he had them in his desk. I have a letter of mom’s, but I don’t have anything of dads, save his invisibility cloak”. Cael pulled his nephew into his arms for a hug. Letting him go, he got up “well dinners in a 1/2 hour so we’d best get ready for it”. Harry head for his rooms and quickly showered and dressed, then met his uncle, since he didn’t know the way to the dining room. Dinner was an enjoyable affair, which surprised Harry since the Malfoy’s were present. Without the Dark Lords influence, Lucius and Narcissa were gracious and well mannered. Gone were the sneering replies and loathing glares. Even Draco was polite although very subdued. If the Malfoy’s had been like this from the beginning they might have gotten along quite well. After Dinner Cael and the two boys retired to Cael’s office, and he asked the boys if they had changed their minds about the bonding. Both affirmed they were still willing to go ahead with the plan. So Cael instructed them that the ceremony would need to take place between midnight and one in they morning. They would need to wash themselves thoroughly and wear nought but the provided robes of silk, one in green, the other in red. Cael then dismissed them till they were to return at 11pm. * * * * * * * * * * * * Cael was quite pleased when both boys showed up to his study at the same time, even before the bond it seemed they were well matched. He led them both to his meditation chamber, and bade them sit cross-legged in the middle of the room. The room was of Japanese design, with wood floors and shoji walls. One of the walls was set as an open doorway and showed the Haiden of the Katori shrine. Inside the room three tatami mats were located in the center in a “T” pattern. In each corner was a short pedestal on which rested an incense holder. Seating them on the tatami mats, Cael moved to each corner and lit the incense sticks. Moving over to an black and red lacquered cabinet against a far wall, Cael removed a pot of the bonding potion. He moved back to the boys and asked them to remove their robes to their waists. Sitting behind them he drew the required Kanji for the bonding along their spines. He then asked them to disrobe completely and turn around. “This may be somewhat uncomfortable for you boys, as I will draw kanji down your hearts as well as down your groin” Both boys had flamed red upon hearing this, but both nodded their assent. With the Kaji drawn, Cael had each lad move back to their tatami and had them sit kneeling. Moving to sit cross-legged on his own tatami before them, Cael began a Buddhist chant in a calm clear low voice. Both youths closed their eyes, unused to the smoke and heavy smell of Nag Champa. With their eyes closed they began to focus on the sound of Cael’s voice, it calmed them and they began to relax. When the time hit half past twelve, the Kanji began to glow gold, the boys eyes snapped open and were glowing gold as well. Cael’s snapped open as well but as the bindor his eyes glowed blue. As though controlled by a puppeteer Draco and Harry rose from their kneeling position and faced each other. Stepping back both assumed a defensive posture. Harry attacked 1st, grasping Draco by his biceps and trying to drop him to the ground. Draco eluded the attack and tried the same, the result being that both boys fell to the floor. Harry rolled on top of Draco attempting to gain superiority and Draco’s submission. Pushing Harry off, Draco got to his knees. As the boys grappled Cael noticed with surprise that both the boys dicks began to swell as though choreographed. Slowly the boys movements went from aggressively attacking, to a sensual wrestle. Rolling around on the wood floor Harry pinned Draco down with his arms, his hips grinding into the blonds, causing Draco to whimper. Cael watched transfixed as Harry’s head bent down towards Draco, the blond moving up to meet him. He gasped when the boys kissed deeply, their hips rocking against each other. With lips locked the two youths rubbed up against the other until they were ready to climax. Releasing Draco’s lips Harry came with a groan, Draco copy his cries as he released, and a bright golden light enveloped the two. With a flash the bonding was over. Cael sat there his mind in shock. Gaining his senses he rushed over to the boys. Grabbing their forearms he saw identical markings, a serpent wrapped around a rampant lion. With a gasp he noticed one of the Kanji was missing on Draco’s groin.   A/N - I’m sorry about the cliffhanger, but this seemed a good place to stop it as this chapter was getting too long. Oh and apologies to ravenswinter, Initially the Draco oral rape scene wasn’t in my agenda. However it seemed a good way to teach Draco some humility, and makes developing a relationship with Harry take fewer chapters if he isn’t so arrogant. ***** Chapter 5 ***** Author's notes: Set after OoTP - Harry has lost sirius, the last of what he considers his family. Unexpectedly however a long lost family member shows up, throwing Harry and Draco together. Can the sparks of hate perhaps hide a deeper meaning. =============================================================================== Disclaimer - Harry Potter and all related characters belong to JKR and Warner Brothers. I do not own any of the copyrights in any way, shape or form. Hopefully she doesn't mind me borrowing them A/N: Chapter 5 - Thanks to all those who have reviewed, it keeps me inspired to put out chapters faster *wink wink, nudge, nudge, know-what-I-mean* * * * * * * I received a review which mentioned that the story had a lot of rape scenes in it, so I want to clarify some things. The past few chapters are meant to provide a basis for elements later in the story. I had wanted to show Dumbledore as a Malicious, Evil old man, hence his rape of the ravenclaw first year. I quickly realized that Dumbledore had access to a lot of children both past and present, and it could be used as a hold on them, example being Cedric in chapter 5. I’m still debating on whether I want to include a scene with Seamus or Cormac with Dumbledore, which would be of dubious consent (I.e. the Imperio spell), I may take a vote on including it, if the readers want it. The rape on Harry was an attempt to show Ron as lusting after his friend to the point of obsessing, which personally I think failed. If I were to redo that chapter I would actually leave it out . The rape on Draco is meant to alienate him and make him feel vulnerable, it also takes his arrogance down a notch. This evens the playing field for a Harry/Draco without me having to write multiple large chapters defining a massively changing relationship with my main device being a bond; or doing the hidden feelings which blossom quickly approach, which I think is overused. In addition it also gave me a very compelling reason to get Draco out of the slytherin dorms, which Dumbledore would have contested vociferously. Chapter 5 has pretty much the last rape in the story, most of the following chapters are based on building relationships. The only diversion from this is a major rape scenes, which will be it’s own chapter, so readers can choose to skip over it without losing the thread of the story. That particular chapter is a sort of release for me personally. I have a bit of a power complex, so writing it would allow me to act something out without actually harming anyone. Personally I don’t want to bottle it in anymore, and risk something terrible happening in RL. I’m not sure that after all was said and done that I could ever forgive myself if I knew I could have prevented it. Hence putting pen to paper, which I’m told is cathartic. * * * * * * So oddly enough on march 7th they filmed part of a documentary on J K Rowling in front of my work. Apparently even though my home is in Western Canada, we’re British enough to look like England? Go Figure? Also a big Hug out to my awesome Beta DracoPotter!!! On with the Show!!!   Cael cast a scourgify on the boys and then levitated them upstairs to their bedrooms. Once in the family wing Cael discovered he had a problem, the boys refused to let go of each other. So he set the boys down in Harry's bed and placed a summoning charm on them for when they woke up. He was going to have two very confused, and embarrassed boys in the morning. Especially given how they were intimately intertwined. Retuning to his own rooms, he quickly showered and dressed lightly, then walked to the Malfoy suite at the end of the hall. Knocking gently, he was surprised at how quickly the door was opened. Lucius stood there fully dressed, "I take it you were not able to sleep?" Cael asked wryly. A slight smirk appeared on Lucius face "given the circumstance, would you?" Cael shook his head, "Come, we need to talk". Knowing the older man would follow, Cael made his way to his study, and waved towards a window alcove, with 2 chairs and a table. Walking to the bar he poured two glasses of scotch and brought the bottle with him. Lucius looked at the bottle with some surprise, it was customary to have a drink over business dealing, but not a bottle. Something had gone wrong with the bonding he thought with dread. Cael toasted the older man and downed his scotch in one go. Then reaching for the bottle, he poured himself another. This glass he sipped, but it did not make the elder Malfoy any less nervous. In fact he couldn't even bring himself to drink his own. "The boys bonded" Cael stated, then looked out the window. "Am I to take it, that all did not go according to plan?" queried Malfoy Sr. "The Bond formed as it should, but altered in the same vein" Cael replied quietly. "Altered in what way?" asked Malfoy becoming more nervous. Cael finished his scotch and motioned to Lucius that he may wish to do the same. Lucius swallowed the burning liquor, and found his glass refilled. "Most of those who have been a part of the Warrior's Heart bond, end up as good friends. In some cases the wizards have fallen in love. Normally that takes time and the bond alters itself as the feeling grow". Cael glanced nervously at Malfoy, who he saw had gone stiff and white. "It seems that there may have been feelings of suppressed attraction between the two. The bonding took into account, and the boys may find themselves expressing that hidden attraction". Lucius quickly downed his drink and motioned for another. Taking a breath, he took a sip of his drink and asked in a pained voice "Is Draco the dominant or submissive in the bond?" "Submissive" was the quiet reply. Lucius hung his head, he would never receive an heir to the family name. Cael mistook the older mans posture and asked angrily "You are ashamed you son is a homosexual?" Lucius shook his head and explained "Draco is the last male of the Malfoy line, if he is a submissive partner in the bonding, he will never stray from his mate. Our line will end with Draco". Cael sat back with understanding blooming across his face, "Was Draco aware of this duty?" "Of course" retorted Lucius "From the age of six, he has been groomed to take the position of Head of the House of Malfoy". "In that case my friend, it would seem that Draco's duty has permeated even the bond". He responded resting a comforting hand on Malfoy's shoulder. Lucius looked up at Cael "What do you mean?" "Getting a child from one who is part of the Senshi no Hato bondo, usually results in the child being a powerful wizard. Therefore one of the Kanji used in the bonding is meant to stop anyone, including the bonded partner, from trying to force a pregnancy on the bond mate or another person. When I went to clean the boys up, after the bonding, that Kanji has been erased. Draco can bear children if he so chooses". Lucius smiled "Well thats the best news I've hard all night! Lets have another drink and toast to a Malfoy heir!" Their drinks completed Lucius bid Cael goodnight, and returned to his rooms. Cael however sat musing. The removal of the Kanji also meant that Draco himself could conceive, a child of both Harry and Draco would be powerful indeed! The child would also be heir to the House of Malfoy and the House of Black, a political marriage that could be very influential, with few other houses it's rival. * * * * * * * * * * * * Draco stirred, nuzzling into the warm chest of the boy beside him. Harry's heart beat was so strong and regular, it was soothing. Sitting up with alarm, he screeched "POTTER! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!?!?!?!" Harry woke up fast, and realize his position went to roll away from the blond. Only he went one or two rolls too far and wound up in heap on the floor beside his bed. Draco leaned over just in time for Harry to pop his head up, they collided with a thwack, and Harry found himself in a heap on the floor again. Rubbing his head, Draco began to giggle, and when Harry's annoyed face popped up beside the bed again, he lost it. Rolling on the bed in fits of laughter he couldn't contain. Harry while annoyed at the pain in his backside as his head, began to see the humour in the situation. Soon he too was laughing. Which is the scene that Cael walked into, one on the bed, one on the floor, both boys laughing like hyena's. Shaking his head Cael informed them they'd best get on with their morning ablutions, breakfast was waiting and he needed to have a chat with the two. So the two boys proceeded to shower, dress and made their way down to the dinning room. Cael and the Malfoys were waiting them, so Harry and Draco took seats opposite to each other. Breakfast was always a myriad of different options from Eggs Benedict, to eggs poached or scrambled, sausages, bacon, ham slices. There were various cheeses, and toasted breads, crumpets and muffins, along with jams and marmalades. The boys ate voraciously, while sneaking covert glances at the other, when they thought no one was looking. Lucius and Cael however knew better, and both smirked as they watched the boys. With breakfast over, Cael and Lucius retreated to the Library with Harry and Draco in tow. Settling down in the large leather chairs, Cael looked at each boy before beginning. “Harry, Draco, I wanted to let you know that the bonding took, if you would look at your left forearm, you’ll notice the mark of the bond”. Both boys nodded, having seen the marks while showering that morning. “There was something that happened last night that took me by surprise. Now I realize this may be embarrassing but you must answer this question truthfully” he stated as both boys looked at him curiously. “Have you Boys ever felt attracted to one another?” The answering blushes told Cael and Lucius everything they needed to know. “I see, well as I said the bond was completed, however due to your unseen attractions a new element was added to the mix. The Bond took your attractions into consideration when it formed. As such you boys may feel the need to mate with each other”. Cael concluded. Never before in their lives had Cael and Lucius seen two boys so utterly gob smacked. The looks on the faces caused the two men to start laughing, only to be met with wilting glares. “It’s far to soon for you boys to begin training as a bonded pair, so you boys enjoy your holidays. Lucius and I however need to be off, we have a meeting with the Minister. You boys behave now!”. * * * * * * * * * * * * Dumbledore sat fuming at his desk. Cael and Lucius had taken Draco out of his grasp! Those two meddlers had gone to the minister and had Draco put under the protection of the guard, removed him from his house as his housemates were a danger to him. It wasn’t fair!!! He fumed. He’d watched the 3 Slytherins as they took turns at Draco’s mouth, and he wanted to see a repeat. Who knew Pucey was so well endowed? Watching him face fuck Draco had most pleasing indeed! Dumbledore also found Zabini had a very well toned body and a nice average sized dick, add to that a handsome face and the boy was very pleasing. He wished however that he’d never seen Nott naked, the only two more unattractive than that boy were Crabbe and Goyle. Dumbledore began to pace his quarters, his plan had been going so well! Ron had revealed the Malfoys defection to Nott, and the boy had reacted exactly as Dumbledore thought he would. Draco had been alienated, only a little longer and it would have been so easy to summon him to his chambers and plow that lily white ass. A deliciously wicked thought came to mind as he envisioned Pucey’s thick prick sliding in and out of the blond, that piece would make any boy scream. He filed that thought away for future contemplation. But now Draco would be moving into the Guardhouse! How in the name of Merlin’s hairy ass crack was he to get him now? Well he would have to bide his time, eventually he would get the blond. Perhaps Cedric would be able to provide some insights into getting the boy out, once he was firmly ensconced in Cael’s bed. * * * * * * * * * * * * Well that could have been much worse, thought Severus as he floo’d back into his quarters. The Dark Lord had been very displeased that Draco had been spirited away before he could be brought before him. However the Dark Lord had also partially forgiven Severus, since he brought the news that Draco had been taken by Lord Potter. 10 minutes under the cruciatus curse was certainly better than a hour. Walking to his cupboard, he pulled out some chocolate to ease his nerves. The only downside was that now the Dark Lord wanted as much information on Cael as possible. He suspected that Potter was also the reason for the Malfoys escape, and could lead the deatheaters to Lucius and Narcissa. Reaching for a pain potion he thought to himself, I‘m getting too old for this. * * * * * * * * * * * *   The remainder of the holidays passed quickly at St Lawrence hall. Draco and Harry had played the game of “lets avoid each other like they have the plague”, and Cael was frustrated that the boys refused to see what was in front of their faces. Apparating both boys back to hogwarts, Harry made his way back to the Gryffindor tower. Cael had shown Draco to his new accommodation in the gatehouse, and left him to unpack and settle in. Pouring himself a drink, he sat in front of the fire, going over ways to get the boys to see reason. He chastised himself, how could he expect the boys to come together in merely two weeks when they had been fighting for years. Glancing at the clock he realized it was time for dinner, so he called Draco down and they headed to the great hall. Draco made his way to the slytherin table, and Cael waved at Harry as he walked down the aisle to the front dais. Looking up Cael’s breath hitched as he saw the golden haired boy from the stairs seated next to his place at the high table. Seating himself next to the youth he was graced with a shy smile, which he returned. Before the feast started Dumbledore stood, and moved forward to his stand. “I’d like to welcome everyone back from the winter holidays. Now before we are all befuddle by a most excellent feast, I would like to introduce a new teachers assistant, Mr Cedric Diggory”. Cedric stood and did a light waved to those seated. “Now some of you may recall Mr Diggory, as not so long ago he sat amongst you. We are pleased to say he will be helping Madam Hooch, as the Assistant Referee for the school’s Quidditch cup”. Cedric seated himself as Dumbledore finished his address to the student body. Then the tables filled with food, and the great hall filled with the boisterous sounds of hungry students. Cedric was mostly quiet throughout the entire meal, Cael noted, yet this did not stop him from casting the occasional glance towards him when he thought Cael wasn’t looking. The thought that the young man might harbour some attraction to him surprised Cael. He was certainly older than young Mr Diggory, but then again stranger pairings had been known to happen. * * * * * * * * * * * * Cedric had stepped off the Hogwarts Express with great trepidation. While the Train ride had been as comforting as it had always been, and the thought of returning to Hogwarts warmed him, he wasn’t looking forward to being Dumbledore’s Whore and Spy. Cedric had always enjoyed some light bondage. It thrilled him to be tied up, powerless, and at the whim of his partner. Yet all of his partners had always roused Cedric passion, and had never abused their power over him. How had Dumbledore found out his kink? He thought back to the memory that Dumbledore had held in his hand upon their last encounter. It had been one of the worst moments of his life. Dumbledore had summoned him to his office, and upon arrive he saw his current partner sitting in one of the chairs. Dumbledore had calmly explained that he knew about Cedric’s little fetish and that such behaviour was unbecoming of young gentleman. He could still remember his shock when Dumbledore had said “Incarcerous” and had binded him. His humiliation as Dumbledore stripped him and tied him to the bed. He’d never expected to be flogged, that kind of pain was something he wasn’t into, and when his partner had climbed on him and fucked him, he knew he hit the lowest point in his life. Once his partner had finished Dumbledore had dismissed him, and continued the party on his own for 3 hours. In the end his anus was rubbed so raw, he had to plead sickness to stay abed for 3 days. Now with that memory being held over his head, he knew he was Dumbledore’s prisoner all over again. Like a man going to his doom, he climbed the steps to the headmasters quarters. Arriving, he knocked on the door and was ushered in. The Headmaster had looked at him with great displeasure “I thought I had told you to arrive yesterday?” “Apologies headmaster, I had to give two weeks notice to my employer, it did not leave me with much time to pack” It was a lie, but plausible. Cedric had been afraid that had he shown up earlier the headmaster would want to try him out, before releasing him on his target. Dumbledore walked up to the young man and hissed “don’t make the mistake, of thinking you can disobey me. Strip”. Cedric removed his clothes and awaited the headmaster, Dumbledore indicated he was to bend over the desk. SWISH! CRACK! Cedric jumped, he had expected a fucking not a lashing. Yet he bore 24 strokes of the lash across the back of his thighs and ass. Dumbledore rubbed the lads burning ass after he finished “I believe a red bottom suits you Mr Diggory. Your lucky I don’t want to leave a magical signature in your ass, or you would have received a stiff fucking as well. Now don’t disobey me again” the headmaster enunciated every word of his final sentence. So that was the reason he’d not touched me thought Cedric, he had completely forgotten that semen had, and left, a magical signature in the person for several weeks after being deposited. Dumbledore did not want his quarry knowing he’d been in Cedric first. Ordering Cedric to dress, the Headmaster proceeded to brief him on his quarry and what he was to do to gain the mans trust, before dismissing him. Cedric knew he was to meet the Lord Potter at dinner, so he bathed and spritzed some cologne on. He thought about what the headmaster had told him about Cael Brian Potter, he knew the man was in his 40’s. That didn’t bother him so much, he was into older men, they were much more mature than most lads his age. What worried him, was that Dumbledore refused to show him a picture of his target. Was Lord Potter really that ugly, Cedric wasn’t sure if he’d be able to pull this off. Arriving at the dinner table he knew he was seated next to his quarry, and when the Commander of the Guard approached the dais, Cedric felt his pants grow tight. Cael Potter was GEORGEOUS! Cedric had always been a sucker for green eyes, and the commander pushed all his buttons. Sleeping with this man would be no chore! He damned Dumbledore, this would be impossible, a man like that would never pay attention to a youngster like Cedric. * * * * * * * * * * * * With dinner over Ronald snuck away from Harry and Hermione. He still had a task to accomplish for Dumbledore, so he sought out Cormac McLaggen. The arrogant Scot was in his dorm room, when Ron approached him. “Cormac have you got a few minutes?” The Scot was still miffed with Ron beating him in the Gryffindor team tryouts “What do you want Weasley?” “I have something I’d like to discuss with you, it’s about the Guard” Ron knew Cormac loved secrets and would love to play the part of a spy, but he would have to sound the boy out. It needed to be somewhat mysterious or he’d never keep the Scots attention or get him to agree. “A job for Dumbledore”. “Oh?” said Cormac as he leaned towards Ron, flicking his eyes towards the closed door. Ron smirked inwardly, the kid fell for it, hook, line and sinker. “Yeah, he’s worried about the commander of the guard. The guys been away for so long, who knows that he hasn’t sided with You-Know-Who? So Dumbledore asked me to find some guys who would be willing to get into the guard and report back to him. Just in case the Commander is a shoddy character, if you know what I mean“. “Well I’m interested, I’m sure the guard would accept me, no problem”. “Great” gushed Ron, but was interrupted by Cormac “But I want something first” Puzzled Ron asked “What?” “Seamus let it slip that your REAL talented”. Ron wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this, he never would have thought Cormac would sink this low. Still the closer he was to satisfying Dumbledore, the closer Harry was to being his. Casting a ward on the door, Ron sank to his knees in front of McLaggen. Cormac gripped his head and forced his face into his crotch. Jesus thought Ron, this guy watches too much porn. Reaching up, he unbuttoned Cormac’s pants and let them slide to the floor. The boy had been going commando, so Ron took a swipe at his covered cockhead, while he reached for Cormac’s meat. Sucking the prick into his mouth, Ron began to swirl his tongue on the boys glans, eliciting a fevered moan. The tube of flesh began to fill in his mouth, so he proceeded to pull his head back and forth, his hand at the base. He was surprised to find the Scot had a decent sized dick, he’d always imagined the bigmouth to have tiny pecker, it would have been poetic justice as far as Ron was concerned. Soon the boy above him was thrusting his cock inside Ronald’s mouth, and panting loudly. Ron thought his job was almost over when Cormac pulled out. “I wanna see if Seamus was right about your other talent” Turning around, Ron rolled his eyes, and pulled down his pants. He got on McLaggen’s bed and kept his ass high while he lowered his chest to the bed. He heard the squelch of lube then felt McLaggens prick at his hole. What a Neanderthal, Ron thought, he isn’t even gonna open me up first. Sure enough Cormac’s dick started to force it’s way into Ron’s bowels, it was lucky for Ron that this wasn’t his first time. The loudmouthed Scot wanted to put the other boy in his place, so as soon as he got the head in he rammed the remainder into Ron. Pulling back he began to pound the red head into the mattress, the blokes ass really was as good as Seamus had said. He’d have to figure out a way to tap it more often. Unfortunately being the arrogant prick, the fates had decided that he would have no staying power, so he climaxed in Ron a minute after he got in, pulled out and fell on the bed. Getting off the bed, Ron cleansed and clothed himself. “So do we have a deal?” “Absolutely, if I can have a shot at that ass every now and again” Cormac wheezed. With a derisive nod at the nearly comatose Scot, Ron dropped the ward and left the room. Now he’d just have to meet up with Dumbledore and give him the good news. * * * * * * * * * * * * Draco moved towards his house’s table, it was the last place he wanted to be. His housemates had left him a seat right between Nott and Zabini. Making his may long the table he felt a hand grab his ass, and finding Pucey grinning lecherously at him, pulling away he sat between his two enemies. “Draco, old chum, we missed you at Malfoy Manor over the hols” grinned Nott. Draco was saved from responding as Dumbledore began his speech. When the headmaster was done, Draco concentrated on his food, it helped that his house mates were ignoring him. When desert began he felt a hand slid down at stop at the small of his back. Nott leaned over and whispered “You know what I’d like for desert Malfoy?” The hand moved to slide down the back of his pants. Draco jerked away from Nott, stood and rushed out of the Hall. He slipped into a deserted classroom to calm himself, and waited till the Slytherins would have gone down to their common room. Walking out of the classroom, he felt hands grab him and pulled him into the adjacent room. Terrified he found himself being held by Pucey and Zabini, and he looked into the hate filled eyes of Nott. “I remember the great fun we had in the showers blondie“. He watched in growing horror as Nott began to undo his pant, ”but that time we only got to try your mouth. Since you feel the Dark Lord isn’t worthy enough, maybe you’ll allow your dorm mates the use of your ass”. * * * * * * * * * * * * Arriving at the Tower, Harry found himself being bombarded by questions from Hermione about the bonding. Pulling her aside, he explained that the bonding had succeeded, but there was a new predicament that he wasn’t quite sure how to deal with. “Do you mean to tell me your in love with Malfoy?!” was Hermione’s surprised question. The honest truth was that Harry didn’t know himself what it was he felt towards the grey eyed slytherin. Which is exactly what he told his best friend. It was so confusing. He and Draco had always hated each other right? He could cite any number of instances where the blond git had been insufferable. The first time he called Hermione a mudblood, or the time he tried to get Hagrid fired and Buckbeak executed. Numerous incidents during Quidditch games alone, should have denoted their mutual hatered. Still the he had to admit that the grey eyed blond was very good looking. Draco had a tight lean body, his clothing accentuating all the right lines. Harry had discovered over the Holidays, to his surprise, that when Draco truly smiled, his face lit up like an angels. Damn, maybe Cael was right. Hermione tugged him out of his thoughts to remind him it was time for dinner, so the Gryffindor troupe made their way to the great hall. Seating himself, Harry scanned the room for signs of his uncle and Draco. Apparently they were not here yet. So he continued to chat with his friends. When he saw Draco and his uncle enter he waved and then returned to his conversation. Suddenly Harry didn’t feel so good, he felt nervous, and his stomach began to tie itself in knots. Looking up he saw the look of unease upon Draco’s face as he walked down the Slytherin table. He could see pucey leaning out towards Draco, then felt a wave of disgust flood him. He watched as Draco sat, and the feeling nervousness returned. Turning towards his friends he realized that the conversation had stopped and everyone was watching him. Hermione leaned over “Harry are you okay?” “I’m fine, Mione, but I don’t think Draco is” he responded “I think this is the bond in action, I can literally feel what he’s feeling”. The rest of supper went by without incident, but Harry could still feel and undercurrent of fear and nervousness. When dessert was served he felt a crawl down his spin, and he looked over to the slytherin table in time to see Nott lean over towards Draco. The bout of revulsion hit him the same time he saw Draco jump up and hurriedly exit the room. Harry watched as Nott laughed loudly and Zabini patted him on his back. Whatever had happened, it wasn’t good, and Draco wasn’t calming down. Harry pushed his dessert away, which Ron happily grabbed. He watched the slytherin trio as they laughed their way through dessert, then became very concerned when those three head came together in a little cabal. The three quickly left their table, and exited the great hall. He had a bad feeling about this, quickly enlisting Ron & Hermione he made after the trio, only to find Seamus, Dean, Neville and Luna had joined them in their pursuit. Stopping in the entrance hall, Harry pulled his wand out, he then realized the three had disappeared. Feeling a pull down the stairs, he recognized the bond and followed it, his troupe hot on his heels with their wands out. Following the bond, he made his way along the corridor to a classroom door. His heart froze as he heard Nott say “maybe you’ll allow your dorm mates the use of your ass”. Throwing open the door, Harry saw Nott advancing on the blond with his pants opened. Pointing his wand at Pucey, he roared “LET DRACO GO!” The Slytherins mouths dropped in shock, Harry Potter was defending Draco Malfoy?!?! Just as quickly they realized they were in a very compromising position indeed, particularly when they looked down the wands of 7 angry wizards and witches. Pucey and Zabini dropped Draco at the same time, he slumped to the ground trembling. They backed away, hands in air, while Nott cursed and fumbled with doing up his pants. Harry ran to the blond and pulled him into a hug, turning to his troupe, he indicated they let the Slytherins go. Nott giving the couple a hate filled glare as he retreated. Ron slammed the door behind them, then rounded on Harry. “Would you care to explain to me, why I just helped save the blond git?’ He knew his friends would not like to hear this so he braced himself “Because Draco’s my bond-mate” At his friends cried of dismay, he held up his hands and then began to explain all that had happened up to and including the bond, including the ramifications of the bond. He did omit a few details though, like the boys potentially fancying each other, and the fact that awoke the next day entwined in bed. It would be too soon for such details, especially given the look on Ron’s face. Typically it was Ron who picked up on it first “wait, if the bond is not a heart bond why are you holding ferret-face?” Draco chose that moment to disengage from the embrace with an obviously pink face. “Ronald!” Hermione said in outraged tones “His name is Draco, not ferret-face, I would think your old enough to be past childish name calling”. Turning to his girlfriend in shock “Mione, HE’S the one who always called you a MUDBLOOD! “I would think it’s obvious that circumstances have changed, after all Draco is paired to Harry. He will now be a part of Harry’s life whether you like it or not!” she finished angrily. “Thank you Hermione” Draco said quietly. All the gryffindors, and the one Ravenclaw, stared at Draco, never thinking they would see the day when Malfoy uttered a sincere “Thank You”. Ron gave a cry of frustration and stormed out of the classroom. The others went quiet. Neville was the first to break the silence, he addressed Draco “Given the circumstances with your own house, would you like to take your meals with us?” Draco regarded the earnest looking boy and then looked to each Gryffindor present. He found each of them nodding their assent. With a tentative he held out his hand to Neville “My name is Draco Malfoy, I hope we can be friends”.   Chapter end notes: TADA! Harry rides in on a white steed to save Draco from the evil Nott. ***** Chapter 6 ***** Author's notes: Set after OoTP - Harry has lost sirius, the last of what he considers his family. Unexpectedly however a long lost family member shows up, throwing Harry and Draco together. Can the sparks of hate perhaps hide a deeper meaning. FYI - This story is kinda heavy on the rape at the beginning, but it clears up after chapter 5 =============================================================================== Disclaimer - Harry Potter and all related characters belong to JKR and Warner Brothers. I do not own any of the copyrights in any way, shape or form. Hopefully she doesn't mind me borrowing them A/N: Chapter 6 - Thanks to all those who have reviewed, it keeps me inspired to put out chapters faster *wink wink, nudge, nudge, know-what-I-mean* Also a big Hug out to my awesome Beta DracoPotter!!! FYI - There is a really long graphic consensual sex scene at the end of this chapter! On with the Show!!! Dumbledore eyed Cedric from across his desk. "I thought I made it clear to you what your job is? Yet you spent most the dinner doing ANYTHING other than talking to him. How do you expect to seduce him if you won't even SPEAK to him?" he thundered. "Headmaster I was trying to play coy" whispered Cedric. "DON'T LIE TO ME!' he roared " Playing coy, would involve smiling slightly, batting your eyes, or keeping them lowered. You just sat there like a bump on a log!" Dumbledore rose and walked round the desk. He grabbed Cedric by his shirt. and pushed him back, causing him to stumble and fall. Lowering his voice menacingly, he continued "Tomorrow, Cael will put up the sign up sheets for the Guard. Since your a teachers aide, you only have partial classes to look after. It will not look odd if you ask to be included in the guard in some form. If I do not see some improvement on your part in the next two days, you will regret it". A knock sounded at the door, motioning to the youth to get up, Dumbledore bade his new guest to enter. "Ah Mr Weasley I trust you news for me?" receiving a nod Dumbledore turned back to Cedric. "Mr Diggory, I believe your cousin Alexander is currently a student here. Should your performance lack enthusiasm, Professor Slughorn may be summoning him to his chambers. Do I make myself clear?" Cedric paled as the shot hit home, he nodded and quickly exited the room. Dumbledore moved back to his desk, and seated himself. "Now Ronald, what news do you have for me" Ron sat in a big arm chair across from the headmaster, as he relayed all that Harry had told them about the bond he now shared with Draco. Dumbledore leaned forward "So Harry could feel the distress coming off Draco when the Slytherins had attempted to use him?" Ron nodded "It was almost like a homing beacon towards the blond, we had lost them in the entrance hall, there's no way Harry could have known where Draco was on his own" Dumbledore leaned back "How very interesting indeed, what did you say the name of the bond was?" "I think he called it Senshi no hatobondo, it's a rare bonding apparently" Ron said shrugging his shoulders. "I shall to look into it further" noted Dumbledore, fixing his gaze on Ron, "So you came here as soon as the grouping broke up?" Ron went red "well, not exactly. After he explained it to us, I demanded to know why he was still holding Draco, since it wasn't a heart bond. We had a heated discussion, and I got rather mad, I sort of, stormed out" he finished lamely. Looking up towards Dumbledore, he could see the anger in older mans eyes "Mr Weasley, you'd best learn to control your temper, or you'll be of no use to me. If I have no use for you, then I really see no need to spare Harry when Voldemort is defeated". Ron blanched "I understand sir I'll do what I can to get back into his good graces" and he made to exit. Dumbledore sank back into his chair, how was it that he had two rely on those two? Diggory was smart, yet perhaps he'd broken the boys spirit just a bit to much when he'd been a student in his care. Weasley on the other hand, while being a marvellous fuck, was too temperamental to be left with anything truly important to do. Well as the muggles say "If you want something done right, do it yourself". However perhaps a bit of relaxation was in order. Turning on his wards he casually flipped through them. Typical, he thought, hundreds of wards and nothing interesting on. * * * * * * * * * * * Cedric Diggory felt even more uneasy as he left Dumbledore's office. It was bad enough, that the headmaster had that memory to hold over him. But to threaten his cousin with molestation, was lower than low. He looked out the window, he could see his cousin laughing with his friends as they played gobstones. The boy was only twelve! He was innocent and carefree, how could the headmaster even think that way? He took a deep calming breath. He knew all too well the headmasters perversions, the old man wouldn't hesitate to harm the boy, if it assuaged his desires. Cedric turned away from the window and made his way to his room. Upon reaching it, he entered, closed the door and sat on his bed. flopping back he stared at the stone ceiling. He had been carefree once, maybe not quite so innocent, after all he rather liked being tied up. He'd been confident to the point of being cocky, always up for a laugh. The headmaster had managed to take all that away his final year. After school his confidence had not returned. All the great thing his parents and friends expected of him did not materialise, because he was to afraid to reach out for them. He taken the first menial job that came along to give him some income, at the protests of his parents. They'd been overjoyed when they heard about his appointment at Hogwarts. His thoughts returned to his cousin, Alexander still had years of schooling left, he had to protect him. That was even more important than that memory, the boy deserved to be allowed to grow up not knowing what Ced knew! He made to stand and began to pace the room, how was he to get Lord Potter to notice him. The man was attractive beyond measure, he would never want a skinny thing like Cedric! Cedric throat went dry, even if he managed to gain the man's attention, how would he perform in bed? After his rape at the hands of Dumbledore, he hadn't been able to bear the touch of another man. He'd tried, after school had finished he made a visit to Canal Street in Manchester. A bold boy in one of the clubs had set his eye on Cedric and managed to corner him at the Bar. He'd pressed his chest against Cedric and went to lick and whisper in Ced's ear. The boys nearness had been excruciating and he'd begun to hyperventilate, pushing the boy back he'd fled the club, and had been celibate ever since He grabbed a chair and sat heavily, the memory had served only to cause Cedric more anguish, as he thought on what his role required of him. He suddenly went rigid, what if the Marquess was into BDSM? Would he relive those awful moments in Dumbledore's quarters, he cursed, he knew he would, it was unavoidable. Would the feelings of entrapment, and terror resurfacing cause the man to learn his dirtiest secret? He took deep calming breaths, and his muscles began to relax. He though ruefully, the pleasure of being tied up had dried as well, yet another thing the headmaster had taken away. Shakily getting to his feet, he walked to his window and opened it, sucking in a lungful of fresh air. He pushed the bad memories away, and resolved to find a way to get into Lord Potters life. His cousin's future depended on it. Backing away from the window he crossed his room and began to pace again. If he were to get into the Marquess's good graces he would first need to be useful to him. That would give him more time around the lord, time that could be used to spark interest in him. As he paced his mind went over what skills he possessed and how they might apply to older man. For 30 minutes he paced and paced, when it finally came to him. His Grandfather had been in the British Army during the second world war! He recalled the many hours he spent in his granddad's lap looking at photo's of his days in the Gordon Highlanders. He'd been officer of the 7th division and seen action all across Europe. Lord Potter had trained in an oriental army, not a western one, so he wouldn't know the etiquette's of a British army. The men in samurai armour were clear proof of that. He could bring to the table his knowledge of command etiquette, Uniform and battle honours. His granddad had taught him how to play the bagpipes, since Hogwarts was in Scotland, maybe he could persuade the Marquess to form a Regimental Pipe Band! He sat at his desk, and reaching for quill and parchment he began to write. He began to list everything he knew about the formation of a western army. Then finishing that he sent an owl to his mother requesting his Bagpipes and sheets of music. Another owl to a wizard shop in Aberdeen, saw an order for marching music. He went to bed that night feeling a little more confident about the day to come. * * * * * * * * * * * * Cael woke the next day, and checking on Draco, proceeded to attempt to wake the blond bombshell. When Draco proved stubborn, Cael summoned his house elf for some ice cubes. Tossing four of them under the covers, he watched an amusing morning program called "watch Draco squirm". Each time an ice cube made contact with his body, Draco would squirm and wind up wrapping the bedclothes tighter. this of course caused him to hit another ice cube. The blond finally fell out of bed, and glowered up at Cael. "Morning sleeping beauty, maybe next time I tell you it's time to get up you'll listen". He could hear Draco grumbling and cursing at him, as he walked out the door. Laughing to himself he made for the washroom and his own shower. Of course being a Slytherin Draco could not possibly let this mornings encounter go unattended to. Once he heard the shower turn on, he snuck over to Cael's bathroom. Quietly opening the door, he slunk toward the toilet, his fingers were 2 inches away from then handle, when he heard Cael. "Try it buddy and I will become your worst nightmare". Draco's hand began to retreat, then quickly darted forward and a flush was heard! "DAMN IT ALL TO THE NINE CIRCLES OF HELL" Draco raced back to his room, and was in the process of shutting his door , when Cael burst into the room in naught but a towel. Draco wolf whistled, then seeing the look of mischief on Cael's face, made to hide behind his bed. Cael was quicker, he tackled the boy to the bed with his upper body and began to tickle the youth mercilessly. Draco squirmed and squealed on the bed, the attacking fingers causing peals of laughter to fill the room. Finally Cael let up. "Right now off to the showers, and let that be a lesson to you!" he said as he went back to finish his own shower. Draco rolled off the bed and made his way to his shower. Getting it to the temperature he like, Draco climbed in. He was lucky the gatehouse was well appointed, the dorms only had showers, while he had his own private bathtub and shower. He made a note to make use of it later that evening. Soaping himself up, he remembered the flat planes of Cael's abs, the nicely rounded pecs, broad shoulders. Would he and Harry look like that after they finished training? Mmmmm Harry already had nice pecs, he'd snuggled into them twice now. Once in bed at the Hall, the other, last night in Harry's hug. Realizing he'd given himself a woody thinking about Harry, he cursed. There wasn't enough time to deal with it now, he was already late for breakfast, and his tickle session didn't gain him any time. Cael obviously had already left for his morning meeting, so Draco headed up to the great hall. Seeing Harry he made his way over to the Gryffindor table, the boys made space for him, with Neville on one side and Harry on the other. The great hall went silent, then the whispers started, and gained volume. "Mr Malfoy, What do you think you are doing seated at my houses table?" McGonagall inquired. "Am I not allowed to sit with my friends Professor?" he asked back very politely. Minerva was so shocked she could only nod her assent, and sat down with an audible thump. The whispering started anew and louder than before. Malfoy, sitting with friends in Gryffindor House? What was the world coming to? Draco being polite to a teacher other than Professor Snape? It was unheard of! Harry's little gang, which now included Malfoy, smirked at all the students, as everybody tried to figure out what was wrong with Draco. Draco did note that Nott, Zabini, and Pucey were staring daggers at the group, and pointed it out to Harry. After the scene in the showers, and classroom, Draco was ready to get little of his own back! * * * * * * * * * * * * Cael had finished his meeting with his Captains, and was making his way to the Entrance hall to post the signup sheets for the guard. "Lord Potter" a voice called. Turning he found a smiling young Mr Diggory making his way toward him. He felt a hitch in his breath, he frowned annoyed with himself. The smile on young Mr Diggory face fell, and Cael kicked himself for being a fool, the lad must think I don't want to speak to him. "Yes, Mr Diggory, I believe?" Cael asked as the young man stopped in front of him. The youth looked at his shoes, and mumbled something. "I'm sorry lad, but I'm afraid your going to have to look at me and say that again" he asked gently. The young man looked up, and his breath hitched again. The boy truly was beautiful. Full lips, a cute nose, and deep grey eyes that Cael could get lost in. When he spoke again it was like music to his ears. "I may be out of place saying this sir, but I have a lot of knowledge in regards to western armies. I understand that most of your training is in the oriental style. I thought if you would like, I could help you set up the Guard in a British manner". "Well that solves one problem I had on my mind" Cael said as he smiled " Perhaps you'd like to meet me after dinner in my quarters and we can discuss this further?" The young mans smile was radiant, and it caused his whole face to light up. "Of Course, my Lord" "You can drop the honorific Mr Diggory, my name is Cael, or if you feel more comfortable Mr Potter". "Okay Cael, my name is Cedric" The youngster grinned. "Oh I almost forgot, Professor Dumbledore said you were making the announcement tonight about those eligible for the guard. A British regiment should have a band, given that Hogwarts is in Scotland, have you considered a Pipe band?" Cael stopped, he hadn't thought about that. Overall the Guard wasn't going to be near as big as a regular regiment, but a Pipe Band didn't sound bad. Most bands were good for morale anyways. "No Cedric, I actually hadn't considered a band at all. But I don't have anyone who could train or lead a regular band, let alone a Pipe band". "Yes you do, ME" he laughed. "I see" smirked Cael, the youths amusement infectious "Very well, I will announce the formation of a Band tonight as well. Roughly how many will you need?" "Hmm for a decent band I would say 12 pipers and 3 drummers" Smiling at each other, they parted company, and Cael made his way to the hall. Posting the signup sheets, he cast a quick tempus charm. Hmm almost noon, he should be able to catch Severus at lunch. He followed the downward stairs to the dungeons, and knocked on Severus's door. The DADA professor invited him in, and he took his customary seat near the fire. Summoning a house elf he requested his food be brought here. Over lunch he filled Sev in on the basics of the bonding and the boys potential feelings for each other. He laughed when he saw the man blanch "What, is my nephew, the head of house Black, not good enough for you godson?" "It's not that" Severus spluttered "This was never supposed to be a love match!" "Severus, it's not" Cael tried to reason with the man "It has the potential to be if the boys choose to get over their past. But they can just as easily suck it up and work together, without being in love. If they fall in love it will actually make them, and the bond stronger". Severus had begun pacing as Cael tried to reason with him, he simply wasn't listening "How could Lucius agree to this? Draco in love with Potter, now there will never be a Malfoy heir!" "THERE NEVER WOULD HAVE BEEN!" Cael yelled. Snape looked at him in alarm, he finally had the professor attention "Malfoy never told me about the need for an heir, and I didn't think to ask. The bond prevents any children from being born of either one". Snape sat heavily, Cael continued "During the bonding, the bond took into account not only the boys feelings, but also any of their wishes. It erased one of the Kanji that prevented the conceiving of children, Draco can have a child. My guess is that the chance of conception though would be greater if he mated with Harry". Sev stared at Cael "I'm sorry, Draco always spoke of holding his own children, it tore at my heart knowing that he would not get that chance". "It's okay, I realize that the news would be quite the shock, especially considering your feelings about Harry." Snape took a sip of his tea, and the two finished their lunches. "Severus I need your help in their training. I need you to teach them Legilimency". Severus looked at Cael curiously so the latter continued “the boys already begun to sense each others feeling, and have unwitting used the bond to find the other. Non verbal legilimency adds a mind link in addition to the bond. Pairs who have learned to link show a dramatic increase in their magical abilities”. Severus thought about his schedule “Yes, I believe I could fit them in Thursday evenings for about an hour”. “Excellent” Cael took a sip of his tea and relaxed for a few moments. Snape looked at him surprised he had not left, and after a few minutes asked “Am I to take it that is not the only thing on your mind?” Cael looked uncomfortable “Ummm Severus, what can you tell me about young Mr Diggory?’ Severus smirked “Oh, are you sweet on him?” He took Cael’s silence as an affirmative “Cedric is a handsome boy. He’s smart, and loyal. Made Prefect for his 6th year, and was Captain of his house’s Quidditch team. Most thought he was destined for a bright career at the Ministry. However something must have happened his 7th year, part way through he lost his confidence, friends noted changes about him. After school I heard that he took a job very far beneath a wizard of his talents, then he came here”. Cael looked speculative all through Severus’s narrative. The head of house continued “ He isn’t any different than I remember him in his 7th year, but now he looks haunted sometimes. If you choose to pursue him please be gentle, he’s a good boy”. Cael looked at Snape, an odd look was upon the mans face. Cael stood, lunch was over and both had things to attend to. Still it had been a most interesting visit. * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry awoke the next morning with raging hard on. He cast a ward on his bed curtains and then a silencing charm. Laying back he lazily traced his finger tips up and down his abs, moving to his left nipple, he played with it. Moving to the right nipple he played that one into hardness. Bringing his hand to mouth he spat, and then fisted his erection. Languorously moving up and down, he stroked his thick shaft, concentrating on the feelings the motion produced. Pulling back his hips he thrust up wards through his hand, twirling his palm of his glans. He moved his fist faster, nearing completion, his hips bucking wantonly. Wetting his index finger, he moved it down to toy with his hole, the additional sensation drove him over the edge, and he came! Copious amounts of cum sprayed across his torso, as he cried out Draco‘s name, shuddering with the onslaught of his orgasm. Breathing heavily, he relaxed as though boneless into the mattress. Slowly he regained his senses, and he paused, did he call out Draco’s name? Grabbing a dirty brief from the end of his bed he wiped himself off, as he pondered this new situation. He had already admitted to himself that the blond boy was gorgeous, of that there was no doubt. So a physical attraction would be normal, right? Yet he’d felt so protective of the blond the other night with Nott, it confused him. Draco had felt so right in his arms, he’d been tempted to kiss the other boy. He shook his head, it was too early for this, he needed a shower. * * * * * * * * * * * * Ronald was in the shower when Harry walked in. He was somewhat hurt when the raven haired boy ignored him. Regardless he stared at his best mate, Harry always looked so stunning, and each time he saw him naked he committed it to memory. Long lean legs, a smooth rounded ass, with a deep cleft that he longed to delve again with his tongue. Narrow waist thickened into broad shoulders, if Harry did some weight training he would be even more stunning, he had the perfect build for it. He watched as Harry shampooed his hair, his eyes closed as he settled under the spray to rinse. Ron’s gaze travelled down Harry’s torso to settle on his groin. He licked his lips as he remembered the feel of that shaft on his tongue, the taste of Harry’s precome still lingered in his fevered mind. Harry finished his shower, grabbed his towel and exited, saying naught a word to his best mate. Now alone in the shower, he grabbed his prick, and massaged it to full hardness. He thought of his night with Harry, licking the boys abs, sucking on his thick cock, rubbing his prick between those soft globes. With a groan he came against the wall. Why did he tell Dumbledore about it? The old man had forbade him to do it again, and Ron was aching for Harry. He hit his fist against the wall. It was so unfair, how could Harry love Draco? * * * * * * * * * * * * Cedric stepped into his room, and hurried pulled his clothes off. Running for the shower, he turned it on and after adjusting it, stepped in. He smiled as he soaped himself up, Cael had been magnificent. The man had explained to the great hall the requirements needed to join the Guard, then gone on to explain the need for a band as well. He thought his chest would burst, when Cael told the students that to apply for the band they’d need to speak to Cedric about joining. Surely Dumbledore would see it as progress, Alex would stay untouched. He turned of the shower and reached for a towel. “Excellent Cedric” came Dumbledore’s voice, Cedric started so badly he dropped his towel and nearly fell out of the shower. Shaking he turned towards the door. Dumbledore stood there, the hand under his robe moving in an obscene way “You truly are a beauty, pity you have to go to Cael.” The headmaster licked his lips, pulled up his robe and ejaculated all over the wall. Lowering his robes, he continued ”I must say that I am pleased with your progress. Professor Slughorn was most put out, he’s developed a potion which increases his cock size only after insertion, I understand he’d been eyeing young Alex’s ass as a test subject. Still a bargain is a bargain, the boy will not be touched. However if your efforts lag, I’m sure your aware of the potential consequences”. Cedric picked up his towel and looped it around his middle “Yes Sir, I’m meeting him this evening to discuss the guard”. “Very good, what do you think your chances are that he’ll have his prick up your ass tonight?” Dumbledore inquired as though they were merely discussing the weather. “I don’t know” stammered Cedric. “Oh dear, if that is the case, then I guess Slughorn’s prick will be up Alex’s ass tonight”. “NO!PLEASE! He’s just a boy” cried Cedric “Then I can be assured, that you’ll be riding Cael enthusiastically tonight?” The Headmaster asked with a pointed stare. Cedric nodded, and Dumbledore continued “Good, as long as your ass is filled, young Alex’s won’t be. I’ll be watching so you’d best be putting on a good show” with those final words the headmaster turned and exited the room. Looking at the ejaculate on the wall, Cedric rushed to the toilet, and puked up his dinner. Curling into a ball he cried, deep wracking sobs. He knew he had to sleep with Cael, he’d only hoped he had more time to build up his courage. Pulling himself up, he rinsed out his mouth and brushed his teeth. He had to be strong and deal with his fear, Alex’s innocence was depending on it. He washed his face to clean off the tracks of his tears, and applied some cologne. Walking to his wardrobe, he pulled out a black sheer, N2N thong. That piece made him blush, he’d always liked sexy underwear, but he hadn’t worn any since the beginning of 7th year. Then he selected a pair of dark denim jeans, which hugged him like a second skin. A deep v neck T-shirt in dark purple, along with a silver choker and a Celtic pendant completed his look. Taking one last look in the mirror, he prayed this would work, and walked out the door. * * * * * * * * * * * * Cael paced back and forth across his sitting room, Cedric was half an hour late. He mentally slapped himself, he was acting like this was a date. The young man was only here to discuss guard planning, not be his romantic interest for the evening. Okay so there was a bottle of white wine with a chilling charm on it, at the bar, along with a red being a maintained at room temperature. He did this for all his guests right? He’d dressed in black designer jeans, and was wearing a tight white sleeveless T-shirt with sheer diagonal strips. Okay so Draco had wolf whistled and wanted to know where the party was at, before Cael shooed him out the door, but he always dressed like this off duty. Right? A Knock at the door stopped his musing, and he wiped his hands on his thighs. Walking to the door he opened it and nearly creamed his pants. Cedric was absolutely stunning and dressed like gift wrapped sex. Inviting him in, he offered him a seat on the settee, and asked if he’d like a drink. Cedric had opted for the white wine, so Cael poured two glasses, and handing on to Cedric sat beside him. The boy really was enchanting he thought, and he longed to pull him in his arms. Instead he put on his business hat, and pulled out the info he had on the guard. Cedric’s first thought when Cael had opened the door, was that he was looking at a raven haired Adonis. The man’s partially Asian features made him look exotic, while his clothes screamed strength and money. Sitting here beside Cael was torture, physically he longed to curl into the man, but his mind screamed danger at him. Luckily Cael got down to the business of the guard, and that distracted him. But not for long, as Cael talked, Cedric could feel the warmth and strength of the other man. This man wouldn’t hurt him, if anything he would help him. So the next time Cael stopped talking, Cedric leaned in and kissed him. Cael was looking at Cedric expectantly, when he saw the boy lean towards him. As the boys lips touched his, he groaned, shifting closer he drew the slighter man against him, and deepened the kiss. The youth tasted sweet as Cael ran his tongue across his lower lip, the younger man opened his mouth and let Cael’s tongue slip inside. A minute seemed like an hour when they finally broke away for air. Looking into Cedric’s eyes, Cael saw fear and hope in their depths. Cedric looked down and curled his head on Cael’s shoulder. Cael didn’t understand, and was more confused when he heard a whispered “help me”. He laid back against the arm rest of the settee, pulling Cedric’s body along, so his head came to rest on Cael’s chest. “What’s wrong young one” he asked quietly as he gently stroked Cedric’s back. Cedric was silent for a while, then he whispered “He’s watching, he wants you to fuck me” Cael stiffened under the boy, but continued to stroke his back “Who is, young one?” Cedric refused to answer the question, trembling he just snuggled his head under Cael’s chin. Cael waited a few moments, gently stroking the boys back, hoping to ease the young man who lay on him. “Please he’d watching, I’ll tell you everything tomorrow, but tonight you have to fuck me” Cedric begged quietly The fear in the boys voice was genuine, so there was something going on Cael decided. “Okay, but if their watching I guess well have to make this look good”. Cedric lifted himself up of the man’s chest, hope shinning in his eyes, he leaned down and kissed the man again. Cael groaned, by the all the gods, the boys lips were sweet and pliant. Rolling over a little, so the golden haired boy was half under him, he stroked Cedric’s face. The boy looked so nervous, but Cael could see a passion simmering just under the surface in those grey orbs. Leaning down, he nuzzled under Cedric’s ear, placing a kiss in the soft spot. Moving down he kissed his way to the boys collarbone, Cedric whimpered in need, a soft mewling sound that was starting to drive Cael nuts. Feeling a need to mark Cedric, he latched his lips on the join between neck and torso and started to suck. Alternating sucking with a lick and a kiss, he created a livid love bite that had Cedric bucking his hips up against him. Pulling back Cael noted the grey eyes had darkened with passion, the younger man was running his hand up and down Cael’s muscled arm. Cedric looked so utterly wanton, the red mark on his neck, a contrast to his honey coloured skin. Swiftly Cael stood and scooped up Cedric in his arms, and made his way to the bedroom. Cedric cuddled into the Cael’s chest, the even beating of his heart calming the younger man. He’d been so afraid that he would be able to let Cael touch him. The memory of his last attempt in Manchester had haunted him, that bloke had only wanted sex. It seemed much more was a stake with Cael, this was so much like what he had before 7th year. Cael laid Cedric in the centre of the bed. Then he stepped back and pulled his shirt over his head. He liked watching those Grey eye’s darkened again, so unbuckled his belt, and undid the buttons on his jeans. Cedric sat up and pulled his shirt over his head, two could play at this game. Leaning back on his arms, he eyed the man beside the bed. Everything proclaimed Cael a predator, his body sleek and toned like a panther, and Cedric shivered with anticipation. Moving towards the bed Cael, crawled over its surface to reach Cedric, moving up and over the boys body he leaned down and claimed him in a deep kiss. Cedric reached up and toyed with a nipple, tweaking it while Cael growled into the kiss. Moving down his lovers body he latched his mouth onto Cedric’s left nipple, eliciting a gasp from the brunette. Alternating from one nipple to the other he teased with tongue and lips until both buds were erect, and he had Cedric squirming beneath him. he continued his explorations downward, stopping only for his tongue to pay a visit to Cedric’s navel. He reached the top of Cedric’s jeans, and popped the buttons one by one, slowly baring the youth groin to his eyes. He gasped as the sheer black thong came into view. Grasping the sides of the jeans he pulled them down over Cedric’s hips, off and thrown to the floor. The young man laid before clad only in the thong and choker, looking deliciously sexy. Cael backed off the bed and went to remove his own jeans, when Cedric’s hands stopped him. Cedric started his turn by running his hands up to Cael’s pec’s and massaging the hard nubs he founds there. Cael had thrown his head back enjoying the sensations, as the brunette caressed his skin. Moving his hands downward, Cedric traced the ridges of each abdominal with his fingertips, leaning in to place a kiss on the mans navel. Continuing his downward journey he reached the top of Cael’s open jeans, he rubbed his lovers groin through the heavy material. He grasped both sides of the jeans, and pulled them down and off. THe material puddling at Cael’s feet. Pressing his face to Cael’s crotch he inhaled the unique and heady aroma that was Cael. He mouthed over Cael’s cock through the Navy Andrew Christian boxers briefs. Cedric breathed out over the cotton contained length, and Cael groaned at the heat that engulfed his prick. Grasping both sides of the underwear, Cedric pulled down, slowing exposing the tip of Cael’s dick. Leaning over he sucked the tip into his mouth as he continued to slide the shorts down. Slowly he worked his mouth up and down Cael’s swollen length, Cael lightly grasping the back of his head in support. He pulled off, and laved his tongue over the pouch below. Starting back at the base of Cael’s prick, he pressed his tongue flat and upward along the pulsing member, licking the precome that gathered at the head. Cael pulled away, Cedric was driving him crazy, sinking to his knee’s he returned the favour. Pulling the sexy thong off he lifted the brunettes hips, pushed his knee’s to his chest and dove for his crack. Cedric cried out as Cael’s tongue made contact with his rosebud, the older man swiping his tongue across his entrance. Little teasing licks soon had the brunette thrashing, and wanting more. Cael let the boys legs go and pulled them both back to the centre of the bed, cradling Cedric in his arms he asked “Have you ever been with a man?” Cedric nodded and looked down. Cael grasped his chin and looked into the grey eyes, there was fear there again. “It’s been awhile, I take it?” “Not since the beginning of seventh year” the younger man responded. “That’s a long time” replied Cael, “ I’m going to have to open you up. I don’t want to hurt you, so when I finish, I want you astride me. You can control the entry, okay?” Gratitude flashed from Cedric’s eyes as he rolled the young man on his side. Reaching over to his night table, he opened the top drawer to reveal several lubes. Given that Cedric hadn’t been with a man in a while he chose Boy Butter Extreme, since it had a de-sensitizing agent. Lubing up his fingers, Cael massaged Cedric’s anus slowly pushing in, watching the brunette for any discomfort. Adding a second finger, he stopped when he heard a quick intake of air. with his other hand he began to stroke the boys flank, the younger man relaxing under his touch. A few minutes later he added a third finger, and found Cedric’s prostate The brunette ached his back as Cael rubbed his nut, and pushed his ass back on the invading fingers The young man was definitely ready. Pulling his fingers out, he placed a kiss on the younger mans nape. “The shows all your now” he whispered. Cedric turned and faced the older man, he’d wanted to cry at the tenderness he was being shown, but was way to turned on. The man knew how to hit all his buttons, and the memory in Dumbledore’s office was just that, a memory. Cael was watching him and he pushed the man back as he straddled him. Getting to his knee’s he reached back to find Cael’s hard dripping prick. He scooted back till he could press the knob to his rosebud. Grabbing the lube he readied Cael for insertion, and put the knob back at his hole. Pressing back he tried to relax as he felt the big head trying to push through. With a pop Cael entered him and he threw his head back, God the man was big. He pushed back and was rewarded with another inch. Another inch and his senses exploded as Cael rumbled past his prostate, with a surge he impaled him self fully on Cael’s cock. When his prick first entered Cedric, Cael thought he would pass out. The heat and vice-like grip held him in thrall, and he could barely stop his self from rolling over and plugging the younger an completely. The Brunette slow fed his cock into that warm heat, and Cael thought he would lose his mind, then with out warning he felt the heat envelope his entire shaft. His eyes bulged open in shock, and he grabbed Cedric by the hips to still him. If the boy moved now he’d never make it. Cedric gloried in the cock within him, he figured Cael was about eight inches and of average girth, but all his other partners had been boys, 6 inches at max. Well minus the head master at about seven and a half. Still, the Man under him filled him like no other, and based on his face was trying desperately not to come. Cedric smiled sensually, Cael should be good for a few rounds. He began to slowly undulate his hips, grinding into the groin of the man under him. Ever gasp, groan, and moan music to his ears, it had been so long since he’d been able to share this. Moving his hips back and forth faster , he cried out as Cael surged over his love nut, and he exploded all over Cael’s chest. The heat and the tightness was driving Cael to distraction. When he felt Cedric climax, and the channel contracted hard around his cock, he too was lost. He thrust upward, firing rope after rope of seed deep into the young man above him, and came with a roar. He felt the brunette slump to his chest, heads lying beside one another, and heard a whisper “more”. More, that one little word ignited the fire he thought sated in his belly. Still hard, he rolled the brunette on his back, the two never coming apart. He pulled out and thrust deep into Cedric, who responded by wrapping long legs around his waist. Each thrust of Cael’s cock garnered a moan from the brunette, and spurred Cael on. Claiming lips in a fiery kiss, he pumped into the boy beneath him. Cedric raised his ass to meet each powerful stoke, fingers clawing at the back of the man giving him so much pleasure. He came with a cry, anointing their chest with his seed again, and Cael roared his own climax as Cedric’s ass milked him dry. Cael collapsed on Cedric, completely drained. They stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity, both listening to the ragged breath of the other. Cael disengaged and cast some cleansing charms, and Cedric felt a loss as the other man withdrew. Cael pulled Cedric into his arms, and brushed back the lads hair, cuddling the young man he said one little word. “Stay”. ***** Chapter 7 ***** Disclaimer - Harry Potter and all related characters belong to JKR and Warner Brothers. I do not own any of the copyrights in any way, shape or form. Hopefully she doesn't mind me borrowing them A/N: Chapter 6 - Thanks to all those who have reviewed, it keeps me inspired to put out chapters faster *wink wink, nudge, nudge, know-what-I-mean* This chapter contains a memory sequence which is a short, not really graphic, piece of non-consensual sex Also a big Hug out to my awesome Beta DracoPotter!!! On with the Show!!! Initially this scene was supposed to be at the end of chapter 6, but I didn't want to spoil the moment for Cedric and Cael. * * * * * * * * * * * * Dumbledore and Slughorn sat watching the ward on the gatehouse. They shared a laugh, well so much for business meeting, both parties seemed to be dressed to kill. Dumbledore had expected to see Cedric start his seduction immediately, after all his cousins ass was on the line. Watching them talk was about as sexually exciting as watching water boil. Slughorn was clutching a parchment summoning Alex to the headmasters chamber, and kept looking at Albus expectantly. Cedric's quarry was Lord Potter, and he very much doubted the boy would succeed on his first attempt. He'd been looking forward to trying out his new potion on Alex's ass all day, so his mouth dropped when he saw the two start kissing on the couch. Dumbledore smiled, as he watched the two lovers make out on the couch, his instincts about Diggory had been right on the galleon. When Cael scooped up Diggory he switched to the bedroom ward, he watched as they coupled, his hand never leaving his member. Both men were magnificent specimens, one built like a UFC fighter, the other lean like an Olympic swimmer. If he could broadcast this he'd be the biggest thing in wizarding porn ever, he laughed to himself. Watching Cedric ride Cael, then get plowed under him, made him reconsider leaving the boy alone though. No, he would have to, so as not make Cael suspect anything. But perhaps after all is said and done, he'd take the boy as a concubine while he ruled wizarding Britain. Slughorn interrupted the Headmasters musings when the couple had finished their fuck session. He waved the parchment at him, and slumped when the headmaster shook his head no. "But what if I cast a reduction charm on the boys asshole and obliviated him?" he whined. The headmaster looked gravely at the potions master "No Horace, the boy will remain untouched, your magical signature would be all over, and in the boy. Even if you cast obliviate on him. I will not lose my hold over Cedric, the memory was a good motivator, but keeping his cousins ass off limits is greater".   * * * * * * * * * * * * Draco had come back to the gatehouse to find a couple of half filled wine glasses and an open bottle on the table in the sitting room. Hmmmmm, he thought, that's fishy. He was halfway up the stair, heading to his room when he heard a groan come from Cael's bedroom, he stopped, then a different voice cried out. Draco's grey eyes widened, he rushed back downstairs, grabbed a fresh glass and poured himself a drink. He couldn't believe it, Cael had kicked him out to the library to grab a shag! He wondered who it was? Looking at the clock, he realized that it was past 10, the other dormitories would be lights out with the students in bed. Taking a big gulp of wine he made his way back up the stairs, the moaning was getting louder now. Just as he passed the door he heard the two climax, breaking into a run he entered his room and made for the bed. Quickly he shucked his clothes off, threw on his PJ bottoms, and got into bed. He couldn't believe he had to listen to that. Uncle Cael was really gonna get a ribbing in the morning. Wait a second, Uncle Cael? Where had THAT come from? He pondered a bit, he was bonded to Harry, and Cael was HIS uncle. Then he stopped and thought about all that Cael had done for him and his family. He realized that he had come to consider Cael an uncle just like Severus. Finishing that thought, he heard moans and groans coming from down the hall. AGAIN? You've got to be kidding me! He went to cast a silence ward on the door and then realized he couldn't . Of course! Cael had warded the room to be unwardable to protect Draco from anyone who might try to sneak in. The noises from down the hall got louder, and Draco shoved his head under the pillow. His Uncle was in soooo much trouble tomorrow. * * * * * * * * * * * * Morning dawned on the sleeping couple, Cedric spooned in Cael's arms. Normally Cael was up at the crack of dawn, and he had tried to rouse himself, but looking at the man in his arms he changed his mind. Laying back down, he mused over last night. What had Cedric so scared? Who was watching them? He really wanted answers, and Cedric had promised to give them to him in the morning; but the young man looked like an angel asleep, and he just couldn't wake him. Well they had gone at it 4 times last night, so the lad must be exhausted. Come to think of it, so was he! Cael really didn't get why this man affected him so much. The first bout of sex was to appease whoever was watching, the second right after had been totally unexpected. It been so long since he'd had a partner, he thought himself done for the night. He been very surprised when Cedric had turned around about a half hour later, rubbed his ass to Cael's crotch meaningfully, and his cock had shot to the ready. After that bout the two had dozed off, only Cael found himself awakened a few hours later, with Cedric's mouth on his prick. He'd flipped and pinned the boy, chest to the bed, and taken him doggy style that time. At that point he was beginning to wonder if the kid was a nympho. Looking back at the man in his bed, he leaned over and planted a soft kiss to his nape, and just basked in the nearness of another being. Cedric stirred, and turned around to face him. Cael smiled and was treated to a shy smile back, leaning in for a kiss he found himself met halfway. Nuzzling his face he asked "did you sleep well?" Cedric nodded, and moved in for another kiss. He snuggled into Cael's chest and Cael wrapped his arms around him. "Do you want to tell me what's going on?" Cael asked. Cedric pulled out of the embrace and rolled away quickly. He slipped his feet over the end of the bed, then suddenly went still. Cael got up behind him and pulled the brunette back against his chest. He could feel Cedric trembling, and then he felt the telltale signs of one who was crying. Grabbing the younger man he pulled him back to the centre of the bed, and wrapped his arms around him. Cedric cried into his chest, and Cael felt as though his heart would break. What was going on to cause this angel to cry so bitterly? He stroked the young mans back, in an effort to settle him, and the youth slowly stopped crying. He heard Cedric say in a low voice "I've only just found you, and now I'm going to lose you". Stroking the boys hair "I know we've only just met, but you've captured me since I first saw you before the holidays". "Oh God! This is so hard" Cedric said through shuddering breaths. He was nervous and scared, yet in Cael arms he felt so safe "I'm not sure where to begin". Cael drew the younger man closer to his breast, "start wherever you need to" Cedric closed his eyes, if he were to look at Cael and see the disgust on his face, he would never get through everything. "I think I first realized I was gay, in third year, and I had my first encounter with another boy in my fourth. By fifth year I had my first boyfriend, and I discovered I had a kinky side. I loved being tied to the bed, or my partner being more aggressive, more forceful. I played around in sixth year with a couple of guys who enjoyed being dominant, and one of those relationships continued into my seventh year. It was in my seventh year everything fell apart. Halfway through the year I was summoned to Dumbledore's chambers. When I got there my partner was present as well, we had been caught in a tryst. I thought we would be punished as that sort of behaviour is against school rules." Cedric stopped the pain and humiliation of the memory coming back. He felt a soft kiss on his forehead, and he knew he had to continue. He had to get this out. "Dumbledore shouted incarcerous and I found myself wrapped in rope. He then stripped me and levitated me to the bed, where he bound me spread-eagled. He had my partner flog me with a whip then fuck me. Throughout the whole thing my partner kept muttering I'm so sorry, but he never looked at me again afterward. Once my now ex-boyfriend had finished, Dumbledore dismissed him, and then the Headmaster took me. It hurt so bad, he raped me repeatedly over the course of the next three hours. When it was over he just released my bonds and told me to keep quiet and get out". Cedric couldn't control himself, he burst into sobs once again. He felt arms tighten around him and Cael nuzzle his hair and kiss his forehead like a babe. It was too much, he'd expected to be pushed away, that once Cael knew how soiled he was he wouldn't want him. Instead he found himself being held tightly, and comforted. It was too good to be true. He needed now, to look into Cael's eyes and see the truth. Pulling back, he looked up into green eyes that shimmered with unshed tears, he was hurting along with Cedric. Cael brushed a ghost of a kiss on Cedric's lips, and Ced latched on like a man possessed. When they broke away, Cael reached up a hand a brushed Ced's bangs from his forehead. Cedric snuggled back into Cael's chest and continued, " I never had another partner after that, I couldn't stand the touch of a man. I guess once the Headmaster had me, he had no desire for me again, so I was surprised when I got an owl before the winter holidays requesting my presence. Dumbledore wanted me to seduce you, and then spy and feed information back to him. I couldn't refuse, he had the memory of my time in his office and he'd threatened to make it public. When I wasn't seducing you fast enough he threatened my cousin Alex, who's in second year. He told me if I didn't sleep with you be last night, he and Slughorn would rape Alex. Please understand, I had to protect him!" He looked up at Cael, his eyes searching for confirmation that he understood his plight and didn't hate him. Cael looked sadly at him, and then asked quietly "Is that all last night was, you protecting Alex?" "NO!" He sat up quickly, then blushed and looked down, "I was attracted to you the moment I met you, regardless of Dumbledore's plotting. I never thought you'd be interested in me, I'm soiled goods". Cael grabbed Cedric's chin and forced him to look into his eyes "You are NOT soiled goods, and I never want to hear that from you again!" Cedric heart was soaring higher than high, he felt as if it would burst. Cael claimed his lips, and when Cedric parted them, deepened it. Cael rolled him over, till he was on top, he disengaged from the kiss and attack Cedric's throat. Licking his way up to Cedric's ear, he whispered "Mine!". Cedric arched against him, "Yours" he moaned back. Cael ended the kiss with a groan, and got off the bed, while Cedric whimpered with disappointment. Chuckling he said "Unfortunately we haven't got time for another round", and walked to his dresser. Opening a jewellery box, he slipped something into his palm. He walked back to the bed, sat, and pulled the brunette to him. "Were you serious when you said you were mine?" Cautiously Cedric nodded, so Cael reached up and detached his choker. Moving behind the youth, Cedric felt another choker being put in its place. Cael grabbed his hand and walked him to the full length mirror, and Cedric gasped. He felt Cael put his head on his shoulder and wrap his arms around his waist. Reaching up he fingered the wide leather choker, but it was the pendant that took his breath away. The Potter family crest was done in Platinum and yellow Gold, and was imbedded with Diamonds, Emeralds, and Rubies. He felt his eyes start to water again, when Cael's voice came from across his shoulder. "The pendant is warded so you can't break it, or take it off, its also impervious to water so don't worry about the leather in the shower. The pendant has a built in tracker so I can find you if your ever in trouble, and it's connected to my signet ring. If you ever need my help, grab it and ask for help, and I'll find you". Cedric turned and kissed the older man, he felt the strong arms circle his waist again, and he rubbed himself against Cael. " Naughty boy" The older man chuckled, which sent shivers through him, then he leaned in to Cedric's ear. " I have a secret too, I'd love to tie you to my bed, and have my wicked way with you". Cedric's eyes went wide, then he grinned, he just might have met his match. * * * * * * * * * * * * Draco headed for the dinning area where he knew Cael would be having breakfast. Given the sounds from his bedroom the night before, his guest hadn't left, so Draco could be reasonably sure that his uncle would be offering his trick breakfast. He still couldn't believe that he been woken up again during the night and forced to listen to all that moaning and groaning. For an old guy he was remarkably active, not to mention vocal. So Draco forewent Breakfast in the great hall for two reasons: one, to get his uncle back by embarrassing the heck out of him, and two, because he was really curious to know who the bed partner was! Sure enough Drogher was setting two places at the table, so he asked politely for an extra place. Sitting down, Drogher began to pile food on the table, rashers of bacon, ham, and sausage. Egg in a multitude of forms, as well as breads, jams, and marmalades. Reaching for a cheese scone he buttered it, along with a good helping of bacon, ham, and eggs. He didn't have too long a wait, when he heard feet descending the stairs. Nonchalantly turning to the door to greet Cael, his voice failed him. Cedric Diggory walked in the room. He wanted to bang his head on the table, Cedric Diggory one of the handsomest boys in Hogwarts, and Cael got him first. This was sooooooo not fair! Cael and Cedric took their places, and helped themselves to food. Cedric kept placing little glances at the older man which certainly didn't go unnoticed by Draco. His keen eyes narrowed in on the brunette's choker, and he choked on his coffee, Cael had claimed him?!?!? Deciding this was as good a time as any "So Uncle Cael, I wanted to talk to you about the wards in my room". Cael looked quizzically at him, this was the first time he'd called him uncle. "Well this notion about warding my rooms to make them unwardable, makes for very hard sleeping". Draco was very pleased to watch both men begin to colour, and he couldn't help himself. "OH GOD! Cael, Harder, Fuck me harder" he panted and moaned in imitation of Cedric. Cael looked distinctly uncomfortable and Cedric looked like he wanted to sink into the floor   * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry woke that morning exceptionally horny and with his dick at full mast. He was beginning to sense the difference between his emotions in the bond and Draco's, this horniness was definitely Draco's. He wondered what could possibly have gotten Draco so stirred up, regardeless of what it was, it meant he was in the same boat. He lay back thinking about the gorgeous blond, yes they had been enemies, and yes they had hated each other. Yet things had changed, he'd seen Draco and his family as a loving unit, and he could feel Draco, and it thrummed through his veins Something had to give. He couldn't keep doing this, it was driving him crazy! He needed to talk to Draco, they needed to work through this. With a sigh he looked at his still swollen cock, he never would have believed that he would be annoyed to wank it off. Having dispensed with the pleasures of the flesh, he completed his morning ablutions, and went in search of food. Sitting at the Gryffindor table, he studiously ignored Ron who was trying to get back on his good side, and went about serving himself some food. He chatted with his other friends, but kept watching for Draco. He was beginning to worry at the end of breakfast as the blond had not shown up. So he decided to try something different, centering himself, he felt for the links of the bond, and pushed outwards to feel his bond mate. When he reached Draco, the blonds feelings indicated amusement, awe, and a hint of lust. He pulled himself back, and contented himself knowing the blond was fine. Finishing breakfast, he gathered his gear and walked to charms with Hermione. He would talk to Draco after their Legilimency lessons tonight with Snape. * * * * * * * * * * * * Cedric was floating on air. The man he had went to see last night had claimed him. Him, Cedric, the one who he had thought was soiled goods, had captured the heart of Lord Potter. Coming down off his high he realized Cael had not said the three little words he would have expected, given that he had been claimed. Then again they'd only known each other for a week now, so he refused to let anything put a damper on his spirits. Even the embarrassment at the breakfast table could not bring him down. Reaching his rooms he let himself in and walked to his bed. Laying down he cuddled his pillow to his chest. "Mr Diggory, I find myself very pleased" came the odious voice of the headmaster. Spinning around in his bed, he saw Dumbledore standing in his bathroom doorway. The old man walked forward, and sat on the edge of the bed. " Your performance last night was exemplary" Dumbledore leered "Professor Slughorn was most put out when I refused to summon Alex. But then watching you and Cael left me well sated". Cedric looked at him in horror, it was true, the headmaster had watched him and Cael in their most intimate moments. "I must say, I never realized that Cael would be so large. Still from what I saw you enjoyed his length as it plumbed the depths of your ass eh?" When the young man just looked horrified at Dumbledore, he continued "Still he must have been well satisfied with the tightness of your ass, since he let you stay the night, tell me did he take you again this morning?" At the Brunette's silence, Dumbledore threatened "must I inspect you myself to learn the answer?" Cedric quickly gained his voice "No Headmaster he didn't, he fed me breakfast and". Cedric hadn't finished his sentence when Dumbledore's hand shot to his throat, and fingered the pendant. "He claimed you as his?!?!" the headmaster exclaimed in shock Regaining his composure, he looked at Cedric lustfully, "You really must be a fabulous fuck for him to claim you." Dumbledore rose and moved towards the door "Continue as you have begun and Alex's ass will be quite safe, I will require reports every Friday, in my quarters before dinner. * * * * * * * * * * * * Harry was kind of peeved while he stood in front of Snape's chambers. He had really wanted to talk to Draco, and had said barely two words to the blond today. It certainly wasn't from lack of trying, but the blond seemed to evade him today. At lunch Draco had been firmly ensconced with Neville and his girlfriend Luna, the blond had oddly taken a shine to the quiet Gryffindor. Dinner had been no better, Draco was deep in conversation with Hermione, about a complicated potion for Slughorn's class. So now he stood here, alone in the hallway, outside Professors Snape's quarters, waiting for the blond to get back from the gatehouse. He'd hoped to set a time to chat before they went in, but he was beginning to think the blond was avoiding him. He was about to knock, when he spotted Draco running down the hall. Draco smiled and greeted him, then went to knock. "Hey Draco, before we go in, do you think we could setup a time to have a chat?" The blond looked at him curiously "I suppose so, why don't we chat on the way back to the gatehouse, uncle Cael said he wanted to talk to us about training". Nodding Harry knocked on the door, it took a few seconds to dawn on him, wait a minute? Uncle Cael? The door opened, and Draco stepped inside before Harry could question him. Snape directed them to two seats set close together. When the boys were seated he began "Your here to learn the art of Legilimency, according to Lord Potter, it will add an additional link and make you both stronger". Looking intently at both boys he stated "Legilimency will open your mind up to the other person. In our practice sessions you will NOT use the link to sift through the memories of the other person. Am I understood?!" Seeing both boys nod, he indicated that Harry and Draco should turn toward each other. "We will start with Mr Potter. Looking deeply into Mr Malfoy's eyes I want you to incant, Legilimens". Harry took a deep breath and looked into uncertain grey eyes, “Legilimens” he incanted. His mind became a maelstroms of emotions and memory. Shock, awe, lust, yearning, flitted about with bits of memory surfacing like 5 second clips. Trying to center himself, he could hear Snape telling him to focus on the link. Searching his mind and emotions he found what felt like a tendril, he focused on it and the background emotional noise began to fade away. Being of clearer head he could better focus on the link, and he found that he could sort between the blonds emotions and his. Hearing Snape commanding him to break the link, he imagined severing the tendril and found that only his emotions remained. Snape was smiling “very well done Harry, we'll take a quick break, and then Draco can try”. He indicated to a tea service, with some scones and jelly. A little while later saw Draco try, with the same effects. Severus was very surprised, no one usually learned to control the link that fast. He wondered aloud if that was one of the increase of magical ability that the bond strengthened. Regardless Harry found himself quite drained, and was more than ready to leave, as it had been an hour. With farewells to the professor, and promises not to try Legilimency outside of their classes, they found themselves headed for the gatehouse. “Draco why did you call Cael, uncle?” he asked on the way. The blond obviously had not been expecting this question, so it took him a minute to compose an answer “I realized that I care for Cael like an adopted uncle, he’s done a lot for my family and me in recent months.” Harry pondered this for a minute, he’d only just found his uncle. He rather resented sharing him, then again Draco was his bondmate. They reached the gatehouse and made for Draco's room. Passing the sitting room, Harry stopped dead in his tracks, and his mouth dropped open. Cedric Diggory was cuddling on the settee with HIS uncle. He could hear Draco giggling quietly behind him and shot him a glare. Now he had to share his uncle with his bondmate and Cedric? When was he gonna get to spend any time with his only family! With a huff he passed the room, leaving the older men confused. Reaching Draco's room he sat on the bed and sulked! Draco entered a minute later and quietly closed the door, "That was really mean, they didn't deserve that" he remonstrated in low tones. "HE'S MY UNCLE! Why is it everyone else is getting time with him but I'm not? I've barely seen him, and yet he's got enough time to cuddle Cedric?" Draco watched the young man in front of him, Harry's emotions were so strong they were surging along the bond link. Jealousy was radiating off him. So Draco went over and sat on the bed "Something tells me there more to it than just that" Harry jerked off the bed and whirled to face Draco, eyes blazing. " Yes there is something more, I'm sick of you pretending that there is no attraction between us. I want to get know you, I want to fuck your ass into the mattress, I want to love you!"   A/N Another cliff-hanger, if I finished that scene it would be wayyy too long of a chapter ***** Chapter 8 ***** Disclaimer - Harry Potter and all related characters belong to JKR and Warner Brothers. I do not own any of the copyrights in any way, shape or form. Hopefully she doesn't mind me borrowing them A/N: Chapter 8 - Thanks to all those who have reviewed, it keeps me inspired to put out chapters faster *wink wink, nudge, nudge, know-what-I-mean* FYI there is a rather explicit piece of smut in this chapter Also a big Hug out to my awesome Beta DracoPotter!!! Sorry about the delay in getting this chapter out. Real life reared its head and forced me to shift my priorities, so its not as long as I'd like. I refuse to quit! I want to tell this story, but the chapters may not be as frequent as I'd like. On with the Show   The moment the words were out of his mouth, Harry wished he'd worded them better. Telling Draco that he wanted to fuck him into the mattress, while being true, might have been a little too carnal given the situation. On the more humorous side, watching Draco's jaw drop and his eyes go wide like saucers, might just start an onset of the giggles. But now the epic choice stood before him, should he pursue or should he flee? Well Draco hadn't hexed him into the next millennium, so that was a good sign. He could feel mainly shock and confusion through the bond, yet below it simmered hope and a healthy dose of lust. So Harry decided on choice number one, "Pursue". Moving forward towards the blond, who was still staring shell shocked at Harry, he leaned in and pressed his lips against Draco's. It was as though the feel of Harry's lips snapped Draco out of his shock, and Harry was pleasantly surprised when those lips pressed back. Soft licks along Draco's lower lip, saw both open and invite him in. Deepening the kiss, neither noticed that Draco had slowly descended to lie on bed below him, and Harry was now poised on top. Hands reached up an ran themselves through his hair, only to trail down, one to Harry's shoulder, the other grasping the back of his head. Harry lowered himself, resting half his torso on his side, the other on his elbow. With his free hand he began to run fingers through the blond locks, then caressing the smooth alabaster skin of the boy underneath him. It was all he ever hoped his first kiss with Draco would be like, full of affection and caring, while being headily laced with lust, sensuality, and need. Slowly pulling back and disengaging, Harry placed a soft kiss on each, then nipped at Draco's aquiline nose, before moving to nuzzle the soft spot below Draco's ear. Draco was practically purring like a kitten, and the sound shot right to Harry's dick, making him harder than he'd ever been. Licking and sucking on the shell of Draco's ear, he shifted his attentions lower and sucked the lobe in his mouth. Draco mewled, and with a gasp thrust his hips into Harry, rubbing the evident reaction to their embrace against him. Harry let go of Draco's ear, and smiled, "I've dreamed of this for a long-time now" he whispered into the blonds ear. Getting a groan in response he continued "You underneath me, looking so decadently wanton". The blonds hand moved up Harry's chest, then played with the nipple he could feel under the shirt. Draco turned to murmur in Harry's ear " Me too, but after the little stunt you pulled downstairs, you can keep dreaming". With a shove the hand neatly pushed Harry off Draco and onto his back. Draco sat up on his elbow, snarkily pleased with the look of shock and dismay on the dark haired Gryffindor's face. Getting up he eyed Harry sprawled on the bed, then reined in the images his mind conjured. "I know you want to talk, but you really need to apologize to Cedric and Cael". Harry looked at Draco, who was trying to stare stonily, but the lust/need/want was to easy to read trough the link. The blond was right though, he really did owe the two downstairs an apology. Getting up, he headed downstairs. He felt worse when he reached the sitting room to find Cedric staring morosely into the fire, with Cael standing behind, holding him. He coughed to get their attention. Two sets of eyes, one green, one grey, turned to look at him. "I just wanted to apologize for my behaviour" Harry started, " You both caught me off guard, I'm very happy that you both found each other. I guess I was a little jealous cause I haven't had a chance to spend much time with my uncle. I thought that with you two getting to know each other, it would leave no time for me". Cael strode across the room and engulfed his nephew in a hug " I would always make time for you lad, you should know that by now". Cedric came up, leaned against Cael's side, and put his hand on Harry's shoulder "And I would never try to come between you and your Uncle". "Thanks you two, I'm sorry I was such a git" smiled Harry at his Uncle and possible future uncle. Cael let Harry go "why don't you set some time aside on Saturday, there is some stuff I need to go over with you, okay?" "Alright, goodnight Uncle, bye Cedric" he responded and climbed the stairs, heading back to his grey eyed boyfriend in the making. He found Draco curled up on his duvet, head snuggled into a pillow. Casting a quick tempus, he realized it was 10pm, he was gonna have to sneak past filch to get back to the dorm. He leaned over Draco and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek, knowing they would have to talk another time. Draco turned towards Harry, "it's late and you'll never get past Filch, stay here tonight with me, mind you, no hanky panky!" Harry gaped, then recovered himself, calling for dobby to get his pyjama's, the boys got ready for bed. He couldn't believe it when he and Draco slipped under the covers, and Draco snuggled into to his chest. Things were certainly going in the right direction. * * * * * * * * * * * * Cael and Cedric settled back down, once Harry had gone upstairs. Cedric had curled up on the settee with his head in Cael's lap, while the older man went through reports from the guard. Reviewing the list of volunteers, he made note to put them through their evaluations on Saturday. He would need to speak with Dumbledore about a training area for the Guard, as well as turning over Cedric's employment to the guard. Going over the lists again, he figured that he could probably get four units, one per house, of about twenty students. It seemed Hufflepuff's were more reluctant than other houses to join, so he might get ten out of them, it would probably be best to train them as a medic corps, rather than a half unit. So he was going to need at least seventy uniforms just for the students. "Ced, did you have any ideas about uniforms" he asked as he reached down and combed his fingers through the reclining mans hair. "I thought something along the lines of uniforms from the Napoleonic wars. Most of the students won't have much equipment to carry, like a muggle army, they'll just have wands. They could look rather dashing in sprigged uniforms, personally I like the uniform of the Brandenburg Dragoons, as its not too ornate. You could do the edging in the chest sash in the houses colours to denote the Battalion". Cedric reached over to the coffee table, and pulled a few drawings out of a stack of papers to show Cael. "Your right, I like the fact that it's not too ornate, but the hat plumes have to go, plain shakos would do, and we could have the Guards crest on the shako as well. Only the officers will have the corded shakos though, and perhaps a short plume as well". Cedric was really enjoying this, he hadn't felt this useful in a long time, and he still had to plan the regimental band, as well as their uniforms. "Each guardsman should have two uniforms. I'm not sure if the Tailor in Hogsmead will be able to handle such a large order, maybe we should consult Madame Malkin?" Cael laughed, "I think were putting the cart before the horse, lets see first how many of these volunteers are fit for service. On that note I think its time for bed, otherwise we won't be of much use tomorrow" He helped Cedric to his feet, then the two walked up the stairs to Cael's bedroom. He's asked Cedric to move in with him, since he didn't trust Dumbledore not to abuse the young man in his own rooms. It was a poor way to start a relationship, but unfortunately there wasn't much choice. Leaving his lover in the bedroom to start his evening ablutions, he wandered down to Draco's room. Harry hadn't resurfaced and it was well past curfew. He knocked lightly on the door, and receiving no response he slowly opened it. Both the young men were asleep, Draco with his head on Harry's upper chest, and Harry cheek rested against Draco's blond locks. They made a beautiful couple, and it was wonderful that they were starting to bond on a personal level as well. He had feared it would take months, which could severely impact their training. Closing the door, he warded it against sound, and made his way back to his rooms. Entering his bedroom, he could hear the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom. He decided to join his grey eyed lover, so shedding his clothes he ventured into the shower. Cedric 's beauty never failed to take his breath away. The brunette looked glorious as the water cascaded down the planes of his back, and over a pert ass. With his head arched into the spray, he didn't notice Cael join him. Cael moved up against his lovers back, his growing member nestling itself between firm cheeks, arms wrapping around with hands lingering just above Cedric's groin. He pressed a kiss to Cedric's nape, and Ced responded by grinding his backside into Cael's interested member. Smiling he laid his head on Cedric's shoulder and enjoyed the closeness of their bodies as the hot water cascaded upon them. Letting the moment pass, they got on with their ablutions, with one washing the other. When they neared the bed Cael stopped Cedric, “I want to make love to you tonight, but I don’t want to push you if your not in the mood” Cedric smiled and grabbed Cael’s length, leaning down he licked a nipple, “For you, I’m always ready, and willing”. “Good, then I want to try something different, I think you’ll enjoy it, and it may help break a fear”. Cedric looked curiously at Cael, so he walked over to one of the bed posts and pulled out a rope with a loop in it. Cedric paled, he couldn’t feel helpless like that, it was too soon. Seeing the look on his lover face, he gathered Cedric up in his arms. “I know your scared, that’s why I want you to hold on to the loops. If it gets bad, all you have to do is let go”. Ced calmed as he thought about what Cael was proposing, he'd always enjoyed being tied up, until the episode with the headmaster. Maybe he could start to find some enjoyment again, he trusted Cael implicitly, which surprised him given the short time they'd known each other. Looking up into Cael's eyes he knew the older man wouldn't hurt him, so he nodded his acceptance. Cael led him to the bed, and Cedric went to lie on his stomach. He was stopped and rolled onto his back, gazing up into Cael's face. Reaching out he grabbed each loop and felt the coarse texture of the hemp against his palms. It had been along time since he'd allowed himself to feel that texture and he closed his eyes. Bad memories began to intrude, only to be pushed back by the sound of his lovers whispered nothings in his ears. He felt a tongue tracing the shell of his ear, which turned to lips suck in his earlobe when they passed over the bottom of his ear. Lips moved softly along his cheek bones, to plant a kiss at each eye, before nipping at his nose. Those lips continued downward, and skirted his lips when he moved to try and capture them. He whined and clenched at the loops, the coarseness digging into the soft flesh of his palm. The lips latched onto his adam's apple and suckled, dragging a low growl from his throat. The tongue returned, as the lips left his throat, and began leaving a wet line running towards his nipples. it ran around the little bud, moving it closer to hardness. Lips enclosed the hardened nub, and began to lightly suck, eliciting a mewl of enjoyment from Cedric. The tongue laved in a broad stroke over the hard nub and then changed to its tip circling the aureole. Teeth began to tease at the nub, alternating between a nip and then a suck, making Ced scream his enjoyment. The tongue returned and moved its torturous way over to the other nipple, and the process started again. Fingers soon replaced the lips, tongue and teeth, and the callused tips rolled the sensitive flesh between thumb and forefinger. The tongue retuned to its meandering path down his belly, and Cedric began to squirm, when he realized its end goal. Flicking at the underside of his hard dick, as it lay erect against his belly, he nearly came. Not wanting Cedric to come to soon, Cael fingers left his nipples, and stopped tonguing his cock. Giving the lad a minute to come down from his high, he nuzzled at the boys balls, enjoying the clean musky scent of his partner. Sucking the clean shaven balls, and then tonguing them, he pushed Cedric's legs back towards his own shoulders, exposing his hole. Licking down Ced hairless perineum, he laved at his prize. The tight coral pink pucker winked spasmodically at him, and he teased it with his tongue. Short quick licks, gave way to long lips with the broad width of his tongue, changing to penetrating pokes, each eliciting a different cry from Cedric's throat. Thrashing his head on the pillow, he pulled at the loops. Cael's attacks at his hole having their desired result, rending him oblivious to all but the pleasure coursing from his ass. Realizing his partner wouldn't take much more, he lowered him to the bed. Placing his pulsing lubed prick at Cedric's anus he penetrated him with one powerful thrust. Simultaneously Cedric threw back his head and arching his back he impaled himself fully on Cael's cock, screaming his release as he shot ropes of cum as far as his head. Wrapped in the warm, moist ass of his lover, Cael felt the channel suck at him as the climax roared through his partners body. He waited as Cedric began to come down from his high, then pulling his shaft back to the head he thrust back in. The slow rhythm soon had Cedric bucking up against Cael demanding more, so Cael began to increase the pace. The fire in Cedric's gut began to fan out, consuming him, and he bucked his hips up against Cael. But he wanted more, he wanted a deeper penetration. He let go of the straps and pushed Aavery surprised Cael off and out of him. Flipping over onto his stomach, he grabbed two pillows and stuffed them under his middle. Grabbing the loops again, he waved his ass invitingly at Cael, who wasted no time getting back into his lover. Cedric practically purred when he felt Cael slide home, and then rocked his hips back to get more of Cael inside him. The thrusting was no longer slow, it was animal, primal, a need to breed the partner below. Cedric's ass rose to meet each thrust, gaining the maximum penetration of the long thick organ which hammered him. Each rumble of that dick across his prostate had cries ringing throughout the room, and only spurred him on. His orgasm hit him and he saw stars, spurting his cream into a pool underneath his belly, yet the cock in his ass continued its plunder. Cael used all his willpower to keep plowing the boy under him, when he felt the strong anal contract around his cock. He wanted to give the boy such a mind blowing fuck, that his time in the headmaster room would be nothing but a distant bad memory. Not having let Cedric come down from his last orgasm, he could feel the boy ramping up quickly. Speeding up his thrusts into the boy, he clamped his teeth on Cedric's shoulder. That was all it took for Ced to hit his limit, and he screamed his pleasure. Cael couldn't hold off anymore and as soon as he heard Ced's shout, he was lost. Shooting his seed deep with in the clutching ass of his lover he collapsed on top of the boy. Rolling off Cedric, he cast a quick scourgify, replaced the pillows, and cuddled his lover to his chest. Cedric pulled back and claimed his lover in a fierce kiss, trying to demonstrate how much tonight had meant to him. The memory of his rape had been pushed aside, and he knew he didn't fear anything in this mans bed. Laying back down, he snuggled with Cael, content in the arms of the man he loved. He couldn't believe how quickly his life had turned around, and as he slowly drifted to sleep, he heard the three little words whispered against his forehead "I Love You".   A/N: Okay so hopefully chapter 9 won't take me so long to write, but I have to go on a business trip soon, so I'm not sure when it will be out. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!