Okay, so it took a lot longer than I thought sigh but hopefully its good!! Next chappie will be up... sometime soon. Can't say when because I've started school again now and I'm super busy with it. But it'll come. OH I read the last book cries it was good I loved it..till the nineteen years later thing. I kinda think that ruins peoples imagination a little. At least for me, lol

Attention: The is some sexual content in this chappie, DO NOT read if you don't like that stuff(male/male). I tried to down play it and make it seem good. Not that great at writing those types of scenes.

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Chapter Eight - The Ending Delight

The day drifted by slowly as Draco made his way around the Potter's home shaking and greeting relatives, and friends into the gloomy atmosphere. He glanced around every room for his green eyed beauty, but couldn't find him. He watched as Lily walked around the house like a zombie trying to give deserts to people before Molly came running over and took the tray from her. Hermione than appeared and helped Lily over to sit down and rest. James was busy talking with some Auror's while Sirius and Remus were chatting with his own parents. He watched as Lucius gave him another look. Draco headed out into the entrance hall and then made his way upstairs. He nodded to the portraits on the wall as he made his way to what he hoped was Harry's room.

The door made no sound as he opened it. He looked around again for his beauty and then sighed when he found the room empty. He smiled at Harry's decorations before closing the door and making his way down the hall to another room. He walked by a room with his door slightly closed before turning and glancing back in. He watched Harry just sitting there on his sister bed, not doing anything.

Guilt crept into Draco's heart for him. He wanted nothing more than to run in there and make a joke, see him smile, but he couldn't do that. He pushed the door open enough to slide in and then closed it softly behind him. Harry continued to stare at the ground beneath his shoes. Draco looked around the room and then knelt down in front of Harry. Harry turned his head away from him in which Draco raised a hand and pulled his face so he could look into the pained green orbs.

"How are you holding up?" Draco whispered softly.

"Fine," Harry croaked out.

Draco gave him a weak smile and continued to talk. "I know you don't want to go downstairs, but you don't have to sit up here alone."

"I want to be alone," Harry mumbled.

"Being alone isn't going to help," Draco said softly.

Harry seemed to glare at him. "Why do you care?"

"Because I do, Harry," Draco said.

Harry pushed his hand away on got off the bed. He was about to move away from Draco when a hand clasped around his wrist. Draco got to his feet and pulled Harry around to look at him.

"Yes Harry, I think you're beautiful," Draco said. "But that doesn't mean I only like you for that."

"But," Harry mumbled. "You all think that."

"We know you're a great wizard," Draco continued. "You're smart, brave, and well a little clumsy I must say, but just because we think you're beautiful doesn't mean we miss your other qualities."

"No one marries anymore because they love a person. It's all looks, and blood."

Harry made a weird sound before speaking, "Oh yeah, then it's my blood?"

"What?" Draco asked him. "No Harry, I couldn't care if you came from slugs."

Draco watched as Harry's face got even sadder. He pulled Harry into his arms as the boy started to shake and cry. Draco mumbled some soft words to him and sat down on the bed pulling Harry down onto his lap.

"I'm sorry," Harry cried into Draco's chest.

"It'll all be alright," Draco said.

He listened to Harry's heart pounding and his words that he kept repeating over and over. Words he knew weren't for him, but for his sister. His sobs echoed throughout the room before they finally calmed down. Draco could hear the footsteps of the many guests leaving the house, and saying their goodbyes. Harry buried his tear stained face into Draco's clothes as Draco rubbed his back gently.

"Feeling better?" Draco asked him while brushing his wet hair from his face.

Harry laid against him not speaking. Draco smiled down at the top of his dark head before Harry looked up at him with his rosy face. Draco admired his cute face before brushing his hand over his cheek. He frowned as he ran a hand over Harry's forehead.

"You seem a little warm," Draco mumbled.

"I'm fine," Harry murmured moving his head so he could lie against Draco, but still look to the side.

"Do you want to go downstairs?" Draco asked.

Harry shook his head. "No."

"How about we get out of this room?" Draco said more than asked. "Put your arms around my neck."

"What?" Harry squeaked.

Draco laughed at him and took his arms and placed them around his neck. Harry stared straight at him, into his hypnotizing eye before blushing. Draco smirked and kissed him before lifting Harry into his arms as he got to his feet. Harry made a sound that Draco just laughed at. He then left Alexa's room and took Harry into his own room. He sat down again with Harry in his arms.

"I want to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow," Harry mumbled as sleep started to take over him.

"That's kind of fast," Draco said to him.

"Hermione and Ron invited me," Harry said. "I want to go."

"You almost sound like you're asking me," Draco said. "If you can go?"

"Well is it okay if I go?" Harry asked the redness creping further into his cheeks.

"I don't think it's a good idea," Draco said.

Harry frowned and sighed. "Sleepy."

Draco kissed him on the lips quickly. "Yeah, you look tired."

Harry absentmindedly curled against Draco and closed his eyes. Draco watched Harry as he slept before laying him down in his bed. He made sure to take off his shoes and any extra clothing he thought Harry didn't need on before pulling the covers over him. He watched as Harry rolled over before he gave him a kiss on his forehead. Draco looked around the room once last time before going downstairs. He found Sirius, James, and Lucius sitting together. He looked around but couldn't find anyone else in the house. He walked into the room and sat down. Lucius looked over at him before continuing his conversation with James.

"He wants to go out tomorrow," Draco said. "I don't think it's a good idea."

"I don't either," Sirius said.

"Think he might be getting a fever," Draco continued. "As well."

"How is he?" Lucius asked.

"Alright," Draco said. "It has been hard on him."

"He won't be going," James said.

"I don't want to confine him," Draco said. "Do you really want to do that?"

"Actually," Sirius said. "I do, I don't want my...your...our Harry getting hurt anymore."

"Can't we just make sure someone's there?" Draco asked. "I mean Ron will be there."

"Oh, you're talking about what Hermione was talking about" Sirius said. "I heard Blaise and Ginny might be there."

"I'll have to talk to Blaise and make sure he goes," Draco said. "I want to make sure he has protection the whole time."

"What about your godfather?" Lucius said. "He does work close to the school; he could just say he was buying some potions."

"Severus?" Draco said. "I never thought of that."

"How are we going to make sure he doesn't find out?" James said. "He'll be mad if we get caught."

Draco closed his eyes briefly; a wave of exhaustion hit him before he opened his eyes again.

"You look unwell," Lucius said. "Maybe you should get home."

"You can stay here if you want," James said. "I'm sure Harry wouldn't mind."

"Let's get this done first," Draco said.

All three men agreed with him and they began to make the arrangements for Harry's protection. Once all the plans and everyone had been informed Draco made his way back up to Harry's bedroom. He tipped his head into the room before stepping in and closing the door behind himself. He took off his shoes that were making his feet sore and began to undress himself. He noticed Harry was watching him from his bed and smirked. He walked over to his beauty and stood before him.

"Is there something you like?" Draco teased him.

"W...no," Harry blurted out turning red and burying his face into his pillow.

"I hope you don't mind me staying here," Draco said taking his pants off and folding them up. "Your Father said it is alright."

"Where are you sleeping?" Harry asked turning back to him.

"Well I wouldn't be undressing in your room if I was sleeping somewhere else," Draco stated.

"Oh," Harry said fidgeting nervously.

"I won't bit you," Draco said before saying even lower. "Hard."

Harry slide over a little once Draco had stripped himself of all clothing, but his boxers. Harry felt his face turning beat red as his eyes traveled up Draco's body. From his tight thighs to his chiselled chest and back down.

"Hmm," Draco hummed.

Harry jumped and looked up at Draco who was smiling. Feeling even more embarrassed Harry turned away from Draco as he felt the older man crawl into bed. Once the sheets stopped moving Harry slowly turned around to face Draco. He was a little caught off guard when he stared into Draco's now silver eyes. Draco moved closer to Harry and Harry for some reason felt the need to move away. Draco frowned and made a sound in his throat before grabbing Harry. Draco smirked as Harry's face reddened as Draco pulled him against his bare skin. Then he ran his lips tenderly over Harry's before penetrating his mouth. He devoured his tongue with his before pulling back. He took Harry's right hand in his and pinned it to the bed before rolling over a little so Harry was completely under him. Harry looked up at Draco as he began to push his free hand up his loosely fitted blouse. Draco then let go of his right hand and ran his hands over Harry's smooth skin. He rubbed Harry's nibbles causing Harry to make an "oh" sound and to squirm under him.

Harry blushed as Draco unbuttoned his blouse and pushed it open making sure to run his hands over Harry as he did it. He then leaned down and took control of Harry's mouth again. Harry wasn't sure what exactly was happening, he could swear Draco smelled like something, something that made him...

"Hot," Harry said accidentally.

Draco looked at Harry for a moment and Harry watched has his eyes turned a darker shade of silver. He just stared into those eyes and felt like his body was on fire. Draco swooped back down and kissed him while running his hands over Harry's sides and up his thighs. Harry suddenly felt aroused with the sensation of Draco's hands rubbing his thighs. He was fully aware that his body was reacting in a wonderful way to Draco's menstruations and wondered what would happen if he touched Draco back. He was about to lift his hands up, but stopped himself. He didn't know what he was doing. His cheeks prickled with the realization that he was just laying their limp. Then as if Draco could read his mind he spoke.

"Don't be afraid, love," Draco whispered as he nipped Harry's ear.

Harry moaned as Draco continued. "My body is the exact same is yours."

Harry gingerly lifted his hands and touched Draco's sides. He ran his hands over the pale skin before looking at Draco who was watching. Harry ran a hand over Draco's cheek staring at his eyes.

"Why are your eyes like that?" Harry asked.

"Because I want you," Draco said simply.

Then to prove his point he ground against Harry. Harry moaned unceremoniously when he felt Draco's hardness against him. This immediately made Harry harden. Draco seemed to be quite pleased while Harry flushed with embarrassment that he'd get hard so fast. Draco then kissed Harry again while he quickly unbuttoned Harry pants and pulled them down. Harry sighed and moaned at the feeling. Draco wrapped his hand around them both and began to make a rhythm. Harry continued to be absorbed in Draco's teases and pleasure. He was a little unconfused on whether he was supposed to help Draco, but his mind clearly wouldn't let him.

"My pleasure is yours Harry," Draco mumbled against Harry's ears.

Harry wasn't sure what it was. The weird smell of vanilla and cinnamon, that came from Draco. The smell was making him hot and even harder. Or Draco's kissing over his skin and his soft whispers that just made Harry shudder. Or the fact that they were moving to close together, so hotly and passionately that was taking him over the edge. And then he felt it, hard fangs sinking into his chest. His world just came undone. He was fully aware that he was moaning or maybe screaming Draco's name as his body seemed to just take a sensation swirl and everything that had been building exploded. His world went black with the smell of blood mixed with the exotic smell of vanilla and cinnamon.

Draco took his teeth out of Harry's chest and collapse against him. His climax ending and calming. He blinked a couple times before getting off Harry and looking down at his lover. He brushed some sweaty hair away from Harry's forehead and kissed his temple. He then made sure the doors were locked and laid down beside Harry. A couple spells and the beds and themselves were cleaned. Draco admired Harry for a few minutes before pulling the boy close to him and pulling the covers over their tired bodies.

Draco was about to close his eyes, but stopped when he noticed Harry had come too.

"I wasn't sure if you blacked or just fell asleep," Draco murmured into his hair.

"You still smell," Harry said.

Draco startled looked at Harry. "What?"

"You smelled so good, still do," Harry said looking up at him. "Your eyes are still so silver."

"Are you sure I smelled that you weren't just lost in ecstasy?" Draco asked chuckling a bit.

"No you smelled," Harry said. "It was so very...good."

Draco seemed to think for a moment before kissing Harry on his lips. "Get some sleep."

"You bit me again?" Harry said more than asked.

"Yeah," Draco said.

"I felt it, it was different," Harry said.

If Draco thought Harry was insane, he hid it well. Draco looked over at the door for a while before looking back at Harry. He had never heard this before. He was sure he knew everything. His Father told him everything. He never told him about smells.

"Vanilla and cinnamon," Harry said.

Draco froze for a second. He felt his body tense and Harry looked at him confused; Vanilla and cinnamon where his favourite smells besides Harry. He stared at Harry closely and noticed Harry's eyes were a different shade of green themselves. He never noticed this before, how?

"Go to sleep," Draco said. "Let's talk in the morning."

Harry nodded. "Hmm."

Harry curled up against Draco and fell asleep. Draco smiled at him and closed his eyes. Soon both of them were sleeping soundly.