𝐄𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭

Opening his eyes, the first thing Draco did was to check his forearm .

' Haaaaaa ! It's gone !' He thought with a huff of relief. Looking around to see himself in an expanse of white sheets and soft comforters, he sat up confused. Where is he ? He did not remember a place like this at Hogwards. Is it the teacher's quarter?

Draco was looking around when he heard the precise tapping of boots and at once he froze. His body tightening, getting ready to flee at the slightest hint of danger.

Entering the room of requirements, the first thing Harry saw was a frightened Malfoy with eyes as wide as an owls , looking at him with barely opened pink lips. He looked startlingly cute. He noticed as Draco relaxed when he saw it was Harry.

Draco took a long breath, patting his chest and reassuring himself that it was a false alarm. By now meeting Harry at unknown locations and basically being kidnapped by him was no groundbreaking disaster to Draco. Turning his eyes up again, he saw Potter waiting patiently. Harry sat down beside Draco. His body only inches from Draco's. And Draco felt invisible chains bind him in place as Harry slowly approached closer .

' NO…... NO…..nonononono. Ahhhhh!!! Don't come any closer !!!! Too close ! Too personal ! Too scary !'

Harry's eyes were dark and deep as if hiding an unavoidable grudge. He looked like a demon out to take a bloody revenge. And Draco did not remember anything he did to deserve it….. At least recently.

Draco eyes rounded comically before he shut them tight. Harry raised his hand and gently caressed Draco's cheek and waited like a spider with a laid out ready web, waiting for a sweet butterfly to state his hunger.

Feeling the gentle caress on his cheek, Draco's forehead wrinkled and head tilted.

' Why is he caressing me? ' and with a single thought the butterfly got stuck on the dewy web.

As they say, a single careless thought from the king can cause war and a beautiful nonchalant glance from the queen can make the whole kingdom fall.

Wishing to look at the convict's face to further assess his actions and solve the case, Draco opened his eyes to a slit and when nothing happened anymore, he fully opened his eyes to see a smiling Harry who in this moment looked eerily similar to Dumbledore but with very bad intentions. Believing that there was no threat, he opened his mouth to ask Potter what the hell he was doing when a similar hand joined another plum cheek and - STRECH!!!

Draco's small and beautifully defined face instantly flattened like a pizza dough stuck on the ceiling.

"Ah ! Wat ar ya daing !?! Lave me tis istace !!!! " ; Draco said with his cheeks still squashed. Pulling Harry's hands to no avail.

[ T/N :- What he actually wanted to say- What are you doing !?! Leave me this instance!!!! ]

Harry looked down at Draco and said with gritted teeth and a smile so tight that it might rip .

" Are. You. An. Idiot !?!?! " ; He said, punctuating each word with pushing and pulling Draco's cheeks back and forth.

" Eeeee !!! Aaaaaa!!! Stap! Steep!" , Draco screeched.

[T/N:- ahhh!!! Aaaa!!! Stop! Stop! ]

Slapping both his cheeks at once, Harry asked again," Don't you know how to ask for help !?! "

This idiot ! What did he want to do ?!? He looked less likely to get the dark mark out and more likely to die ! Would it have hurt him to just tell someone !?! But no ! He will cry . He will shout. He will fight and run away . But not open his mouth and shout - "HELP! " What kind of stupidity was this ? Aren't Slytherins supposed to be smart and calculative ? Why is this one so utterly dumb !?!?!

Harry was truly furious, the thought of Draco disappearing from his eyes, from his life was frightening. It was chilling.

Seeing the anger and fear mixed in Harry's eyes, Draco paused and gazed deep into them. Harry was angry. He was angry because of Draco. He was angry thinking that something would happen to Draco. The discovery calmed his irritated heart in the single flutter of his tresses.

Draco's bony and slender palms overlapped Harry's own much larger ones. Draco's hands were so pale that the veins inside seemed like rivers of blue flowing through misty valleys. The nails pink and small, the fingers long and defined. These hands were the ones who punched Harry's face and ripped his clothes at various occasions. How can they still look so delicate ?

' How pretty . Even his hands are like sculptured artwork. How can anyone be so beautiful ?'

It was a stunning picture. Draco with his pale cheeks resting in Harry's palms, his pale fingers splayed over Harry's much darker, larger and rugged hands. So precious. So precious that Harry wanted to pick him up, lock him in an unbreakable glass box and carry him everywhere. Showing him off to everyone but letting no one even think of touching him.

Harry did not even realise that he was staring. And Draco who was confused and scared did not dare to move an inch. For one because there was no space to move with how close Harry was . And another was that his back had goosebumps with the way Harry was looking at him. Like if he even dared to move his eyes away, he will go berserk, like he will eat Draco whole.

Finally, unable to keep his eyes open without blinking anymore, he called, " Potter ?"

When Harry heard Draco's sultry whisper, it was as if a spell on his hands, commanding them to move lower, pull closer, explore wider and touch more. Over that, the light blush in his eyes did nothing to convince his body to stop.

Harry forcefully jerked his own hand and took on the cold and hard mask he had when in the company of others.

Draco finally had enough and vigorously started rubbing his eyes. Because he did not blink, they got dry and itchy very fast resulting in the redness due to overly scanty moisture. Not blinking was worse than dying by Potter's hands.

Moving back to stand straight, Harry caught the sight of Draco innocently rubbing his eyes, tears gathering at the end of his silky lashes.

' He must still be sleepy. Ahhh! Now I feel like an obsessive pervert'

Harry thought as Draco , unable to realise the hellish turmoil he was wrecking in Harry's brain , looked up to him with glassy blushing eyes and blinked, fluttering his curly wet tresses. His lips parted to display a small red tongue resting there, as if a sweet sensual fruit soaked in flowery wine to create an aphrodisiac for every sense - sight, touch, taste, smell and sound, just waiting to be consumed with delight.

SNAP! - and Harry's brain short circuits. In frantic hands, he pulled up the comforter , completely wrapping Draco in it and ran outside as if Snape was just behind chasing him. With a thud the door banged close.

" Hah. Hah. Hah" Harry took deep breaths through his parched and bobbing throat. Trying to cool the heat spreading through his body and the mysterious intoxication muddling his brain.

Panting, he stood there in the silence with his back against the tapestry . Sliding down, he silently pulled up his knees to bury his head in them.

' Draco Malfoy, What tricks are you playing on me? Or is it me who's going insane ?'

If Draco was playing tricks or if Harry was going bonkers was unclear. But what was sure was that Voldemort was stupid. Why kill people to make horcrux when there was Draco ? One soft glare and a soul tears in two. One small smile and a soul tears into a hundred. Draco would be a hot commodity for future dark lords. If he ever wanted to open a shop in diagon alley the name would go something like - ' Malfoy's Soul Tearing Shop' with a ' 40% discount for Slytherins and future dark lords ' also included below it. HAHAHA !!! It would be hilarious , wouldn't it ?

[T/N:- the author states the absolute universal fact in the above statements. The earth can be flat but Draco Malfoy's smile can never not be perfect, otherworldly, wonderful, enchanting, gorgeous, supernatural, etc. ( Please add whatever synonym you choose) For proof, the word of any and every HP fan would suffice and would be irrevocably considered officially valid. If you think otherwise …….. \(°–°)/🔪 ]

Stunned, Draco quietly stared at the closed door. It was then that he felt a slight movement inside his portable storage ring.Wanting to investigate what was happening, he inserted a little of his magic inside it and closed his eyes to peer in the inner space of the ring.

In the inner room, a huge egg was rolling around, wrecking things left and right. When it noticed Draco's presence it stilled for a second and then started to excitedly swinging in the same place.

Draco almost banged his head on the headboard behind him due to the mental shock. Looking again, the egg was still there, merrily swinging. In its playful fun, it had knocked many things down and the room was a disaster. It was still playing when Draco saw the tumbling trunk just above the egg, about to smash it into an omelet any second. Without a second thought, Draco pulled the egg out of the ring .

The egg which was eagerly happy and celebrating his nurturer's return by rolling around was abruptly pulled to fall down straight into his dear nurturer's arm. He was so happy. His nurturer felt so warm and good and his magic felt so yummy.

Draco looked down to see a huge egg wriggling in his blanketed lap. It was just wriggling into his lap as if snuggling into him.

With wide eyes, he shouted with utmost shock,
" Potter !"

Harry ,who was outside the door, had never left. He didn't dare leave Draco alone. Who knows when he might disappear again ? Or worse die somehow. He did not like either of those possibilities. So when he heard the call, he readily rushed in forgetting his inner debate entirely.

Entering Harry saw a familiar egg on Draco's lap. But the difference was that it was moving. And Draco ,who looked positively petrified, was crawling away only for the egg to keep coming to him again and again.

' It is following Malfoy' Harry realised with a start and said calmly," Don't move, Malfoy. It's following you. If you stay put then it will as well"

Heeding his advice, Draco stopped. The egg actively rolled onto his lap and settled against his stomach. It was swaying side to side while sitting there. The swings were so vigorous that Draco knew that anymore and it might throw itself off the bed. Which was exactly what happened within the next moments.

The overly excited egg swung itself so wide that it rolled off Draco's thigh, about to fall on the floor.

" NO! " Came an urgent voice as Harry quickly extended his magical sense to softly catch the egg.

The laboured breathing of two extremely appalled boys echoed in the chamber.

Harry wandlessly pulled the floating egg to himself catching it in his arms before walking to bed and keeping it there again.

As soon as it touched the sheets, the damned thing started moving again. Scared that it might fall down the bed again, Draco freed his hands from the comforter. Laying his arms on the white shell, he tried to steady it but instead of stopping it kept moving around even more at his touch.

Fed up with it, Draco rebuked at harshly, " Stop ! "

The naughty egg paused at once , leaving both Draco and Harry surprised. Draco gently took the egg in his embrace , slowly caressing the top of it. For the past months, Draco had been actively paying attention to it. It felt like a natural instinct to care for it. He read a number of books in search of any information about it but found nothing. But reading that eggs of magical creatures usually need some kind of nourishment, Draco was worried. He tried different types of potions and liquids but nothing was working and everyday the egg's heartbeat grew weaker. Letting it consume magic was too risky after what happens to Harry. It was one day that Luar told him about an ancient extinct creature that fed it's egg it's own blood that Draco tried to do it as well. And when he spilled a bit of his blood on the white surface of the egg, it rapidly absorbed it ! Since then , Draco has been periodically giving it his blood. The effects were not unseen as soon the heartbeat grew stronger and more stable. But the current advancement was totally unforeseen but the egg had always been different. Afterall which egg sucked blood and magic ?

Looking at the egg and then at Harry, Draco silently reached out for Harry's hand, quickly lifting it up to his mouth for a hard bite .

" Ahhh ! What are you doing ?" , Shouted Harry while holding his hand.

With a burning glare, Draco answered, " Feeding it "

His eyes were literally daring Harry to object and Harry, like the good guy he was, chose to stay shut. After all, He did not want to overly scare Draco. The amount of fright he had given him in the past months was enough. He did not want Draco to run away again. He wanted to keep him at his side and for that to happen Draco himself must not want to leave. This was going to be hard but it didn't bother him.

Harry was going to trap Draco to his side like a honey-bee trapped inside a greenhouse filled with blooming flowers.

With silent endurance, Harry let Draco grab his hand and guide him to squeeze it over the egg . He watched with curiosity as the white absorbed the red complete, not even leaving a drop or a stain.

As soon as the egg sensed Harry, he found him familiar. But he could not remember exactly how. Now that he tasted Harry's blood, he remembered that it was his protector! He did not meet his protector for a loooooong time so he forgot but now that he tasted his protector's blood , he will surely remember forever. He gave a happy nudge to his protector to show that he was full before silently snuggling into his nurturer again. It was so warm and snuggly here.

Harry and Draco watched the egg with quizzical surprise. It's behaviour seemed almost similar to a baby. The more they looked the more baffling it was.

" How did it turn like this ? " Harry asked Draco, wary at the peculiar and unknown being.

" I don't know. It was fine before this. ", Draco answered similarly wary but more trusting because of it's company through the months. He knew that it was different and might be dangerous but also knew that it was more like a pitiful lost child .

" Then how did it turn like this ? "

Harry's question sounded like an accusation to Draco , so he answered with all his fervour ," I told you . I don't know . All I did was give him some of my blood now and then "

" And why did you do that ?"

" It was dying ! And blood was the only thing that it consumed "

Harry sighed tiredly and stayed quiet. But to Draco it clearly looked like he was looked down upon. Like he was a person too idiotic for his attention. A Malfoy can take everything but he will never take being looked down upon.

Fuck decency and manners ! He was going for it !

Pouncing on Harry with an angry sneer, Draco grabbed his collar to say ," What are you sighing at ?! You think you are better than me ?! You hypocrite ! Bastard ! Idiot! Smelly Pig !"

Looking up, the sight of Draco sitting on top of him while leaning down all the while screaming profanities was so much of a stimulation that Harry barely registered what his words meant.

His eyes first widened and then narrowed. His half lidded pupils darkly looked at Draco. In a second , an astounded Draco was beneath Harry's body . His eyes shining a shade of verdant green displayed an unspeakable danger, hiding deep evil. He slowly leaned down his lips brushing against soft lobes of Draco's ears.

" You know, Malfoy , sometimes I wonder if you really are a Slytherin. You never learn, making the same mistake again and again. It's hilarious if you ask me"

At that moment Harry's voice sounded with a husky tone. Like the deafening roar of wind during a storm or like the low gruff and throaty sound made by a lion to warn another of its limit .

" What do you mean ?" Asked a breathless but equally confused and still angry Draco.

" What I mean is that you shouldn't tickle a sleeping beast , Malfoy . Don't let my gentleness fool you, I can me much more cruel when I want to "

He stopped to further lower his head. His nose buried in the crook of Draco's neck. Breathing in, Harry's head was filled with the clean scent of water and herbs akin to a flowing waterfall surrounded by lush green forest. He smelled inebriating.

Without even lifting his head, Harry said in a rough voice," Even I have limits. Don't try to cross them. You won't be safe, Malfoy, especially you. "

Tilting his head to look at Draco, Harry was satisfied to see a pair of wide eyes. Moving away, Harry sat up and gave Draco a sunny smile with dead eyes . Pulling Draco to sit up, he said again , " Come on , up we go . We need to leave as soon as possible "

Draco was terrified , the gloomy emerald of Harry's eyes scared him. They were atrocious. He was scared stiff. And he remained so even after Harry pulled him up and silently dressed him in his uniform robes again.

Draco remembered when he had gotten the dark mark and assigned his first mission, he had felt exactly how he was feeling right now. The vile faces, bloodied fangs and snake skin all flashed in front of his eyes. What will happen if these people truly enter Hogward's ? What will happen if he really killed Dumbledore ? He knew that he could never , right now the possibility was lesser than ever . But that is because the ritual succeeded . What would have happened if it had failed?

With a jerk , he came back to himself. Gripping Harry's wrist , he said in a desperate voice ," wait "

When Harry turned back , he continued," I can't leave . My - my friends . I need to speak to them first . Also I still have to tell you something. Something important."

" Go on "

Draco hesitated for a minute before putting forward his thoughts.

" But first you have to make the pact. I can't completely trust you to tell you everything unless"

He did not need to say which pact . It was clearly obvious as to which pact Draco referred to when he made the request to Harry.

Drawing out his wand , Harry made a sharp cut on his palm . Looking ahead , he found Draco doing the same. With their hands lifted high, Harry slowly pressed their hands closer , he let their bloods mingle and mix together .

" Do you, Harry James Potter, swear on your blood to never intentionally or unintentionally betray Draco Lucius Malfoy?" , Draco started.

" I do "

" And will you keep all the information about the dark lord known from him hidden , never to disclose it without his assertion?"

" I will"

" Thus, the blood pact is sealed . And with this , it will remain till the end of eternity, to break it shall mean to cease from existence, your soul and body, to keep it means to cherish the bond formed "

But when Draco tried to pull back his hand, Harry gripped it tight and looked into his eyes, saying.

" Do you , Draco Lucius Malfoy , swear on your blood to never betray Harry James Potter ?

" I do ", the reply was instantaneous.

" And will you always , no matter where and when , trust him even with your life ?"

At this Draco stilled. Did he ? Did he trust Potter enough to give his life in his hands? The answer , astoundingly and anomalously, was yes. Draco trusted Harry to the extent that if Harry truly asked him to jump off a cliff , then Draco would fall head first while trusting Harry to somehow catch him. When had they become so close ? Was it in the hallways ? Or was it their accidental meeting in the forest ? Or maybe it never truly happened , it was just there. It had always just been there but they just never saw it.

" I will ", Draco whispered while staring right back at Harry, not trying to hide even an inch of his heart .

" Thus the blood pact is sealed . May it remain till the end of time. To break it is to cease from existence , your body and soul, and to keep it is to cherish it's bond."

Their mixed blood glowed like rubies , swirling together and forming two crimson beads . One of which sped towards Harry as he lifted his hand in an attempt of self defence , ultimately colliding with his wrist before disappearing entirely. While the other sped towards Draco as he turned his body sideways with hunched shoulders with the grace of natural instincts to shield his vital parts. Not stopping, the bead unhesitatingly melted into the side of Draco's neck.

All at once , the intense magic from their pact made its presence known as a jolt of electricity ran through their bodies.

Harry was able to maintain his composure but the same did not apply to Draco. With gentler magic and healing properties , the pact magic wrock havoc in his body.

His every nerve was alive and withering, his brain vibrating, his ears abuzz and his sight vibrant. It is absolute euphoric pleasure that he was feeling.

As his knees gave out , Draco tumbled down. Harry's hand soon followed with a flick to stop him in mid air . His magic surrounded Draco , completely encompassing him. And his body went entirely pliant, hands hanging down and head thrown back with wide and surprised eyes with wheezing pants.

No, this wasn't euphoric pleasure . It was euphoria itself. It was purely mind numbing euphoria , Draco learnt.

Harry's hands came forward to hold him and a single touch of his palm on Draco's waist was enough. Draco's back arched , his mouth flew open and eyes rolled up spilling intoxicated tears .

Harry watched as Draco's whole body convulsed . The warmth at his arms length, twitching at the slightest brush of his magic , felt incredibly enticing to him. It was as if Draco's magic, soul and body was calling to him. Just like how the scent of wine drew a drunkard , Draco was drawing him. All he wanted was to encase Draco in more of his magic and more of himself. So that's what he did.

He watched as Draco's back arched in his arms, as tears spilled from the blushing ends of his eyes and as he choked on his own breath before going completely unconscious.

Silence prevail for some frail minutes.

' Did he -? Is it - ? Was it actually what I think it was ? Untouched ? So quick ? And so intense? Because of me ? What the fuck actually happened ? '

Such thoughts ran amoke in his brain, feeling it up with wet pink lips and a withering warm body. Physically brushing these images aside, he diverted his attention to the worn out and totally spent boy unconscious in his embrace.

Harry carefully picked up Draco and laid him down on the bed . It was then that he saw the wet patch in his trousers. A shuddering breath passed through Harry's dry throat into his chest cooling his hot blood mystically boiling there.

Tearing his gaze away from Draco , wordlessly and wandlessly casted a cleaning spell in him. The egg which had been silent for a long time , unwilling to disturb their discussion now actively rolled to Draco , nudging him here and there.

Harry found himself softly saying to it, " Don't worry . He's just asleep "

The egg , hearing Harry, rolled to him to give a soft nudge as if a hug and rolled back to Draco to snuggle into him again. Even this egg had such an endearing character.

Setting himself beside Draco, Harry laid down as well. He needed sleep too. Exhaustion was clawing at his body and his temples were already throbbing. Pulling the blanket to cover them , Harry draped his arm over Draco's waist , laying his palm on the egg. Closing his eyes , he thought ,' So warm . No wonder my insomnia disappeared. It somehow seems that the solution to every problem in my life is somehow related to one git. Or like my entire life is somehow connected with his.'

Sleep came easily to him after that. Pulling him into the dream about a small waterfall amidst a flowering herb valley. It smelled so pleasant , so addictive.

Draco was still half asleep when he felt a gentle caress on his head. Groggily opening his eyes, Draco saw the blurry picture of a dark and defined face. Squinting his eyes further , his vision cleared to spot Harry sitting beside him, gently stroking his head.

" Potter ? What happened to me ? "

" Don't sit up . You're still weak. You fainted due to excessive exposure to magic " Harry informed seamlessly omitting half the fact. If Draco did not remember then it was better not to remind him. Afterall, given Draco's pride , hearing this he would probably spit blood and then proceed to choke on it and die .

Meddling in his own filthy thoughts, he almost missed Draco's weak demand owing to his hoarse voice ," water "

Harry immediately conjured a glass of water after seating him upright and brought it to Draco's lips , slowly lifting the bottom up.

Finishing the water , Draco called ," Potter, I have to tell you something. Will you bear me out ?"

After taking a moment to ready himself , Draco spoke quietly in a barely heard mumble. But Harry heard it loud and clear.

" I was assigned a mission…. an assassination…. of Headmaster Dumbledore."

Harry's eyes widened and Draco visibly panicked ," Wait! listen ! I am not insane enough to let my own people die. Even If it means saving the whole lot of you while simultaneously risking death. That's why I am telling you about this. There is a vanishing cabinet in the room of requirements linked to another one at Borgin and Burkes . "

After saying this much , he lowered his head to hide obscure eyes.

Harry looked at Draco and wordlessly wrapped his arms around him, strongly resisting the stunned protest he got. He kept his arms tightly wrapped around Draco .

The words in his heart that he wanted to convey so much but didn't know how were restlessly blooming in his heart , melting in his blood , mixing with the air in his lungs at every exhale and eventually seeping into the body pressed against his.

' it's fine now.' He wanted to say. ' I won't let you go even if you begged me to. So don't worry . You won't ever be alone again.'