Note: It's quite long and Wattpad keeps shutting down so I had to cut it in two parts. It's only 61k words. And I've finished this and posted this on ao3 more than half a year ago, I somehow forgot to post it on wattpad. 

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Chapter 8: I Want You With Me 

Draco fixed his robes before the mirror, checking himself out to make sure he was well dressed before meeting Harry. His eyes roamed down his silk black shirt with a dark glitter tuxedo and boots, pursing his lips as he contemplated the outfit. He looked good enough. He flicked his wrist, pointing with his wand as the black band tied itself up with magic around his hair, making the perfect ponytail.

The Omega hummed before reaching for the door. As he descended the staircase, weirdly enough, he could hear the sound of everyone talking already. Draco widened his eyes in fear that his parents were interrogating Harry already. He sped up and got to the living room, groaning when it was exactly as he had expected.

"What do you do for a living, Potter?"

"Father," Draco said, stepping into the room as they all turned to look at him. "You know that already, he's an Auror."

"Draco," Harry said, a smile stretching across his lips, "hi." He stood up and his eyes traced down Draco's body and his jaw went slack. "Wow, you...you look so beautiful."

"Thank you, Harry," Draco said, biting the inside of his cheek to stop himself from smiling too much. "Father, mother, we're going on a date now."

"But I'm not done asking him," his father said, turning to his mother, "Narcissa, tell them to stay."

"You two should go," his mother said as his father gasped in disbelief. Draco smiled, nodding at them before taking Harry's hand in his.

"Bring him back before ten, Potter," his father said as he stood up. "Do not stay overnight."

"Stay at Harry's place for the night, Draco," his mother said, drawing another squeak from his father. "Don't worry about curfew."

"Thank you, mother, see you later, father," Draco said, grinning before dragging Harry away. He could hear his father's protests from behind, but his mother's Alpha voice was overpowering him, and then it was absolute silence. Draco could only assume his father had given up now.

"So," Draco said while he closed the door to the Manor, looking at Harry, "where are you taking me, Harry?"

"Er, okay, close your eyes," Harry said, and Draco smiled before closing his eyes and hooking his arm around the Alpha's arm, taking in his strong scent. "Hold on to me, okay?"

"Yes, Alpha," Draco said, knowing how much power the single word had on Harry. Draco took a breath and they Apparated with a loud crack.

When they arrived, Draco felt a wave of familiarity in the surroundings. They were at the Grimmauld Place. He was led into the kitchen, where a fancy meal was already set on the table. Candles, flowers, and red wine. He couldn't suppress the smile on his face as his heart swelled at the gesture.

"I can't believe you did all this," Draco said, turning around to look at Harry and hoping he wouldn't see how red the Omega was right now. "It's beautiful."

"I promised to court you properly," Harry said, stepping forward and pulling a chair out for Draco. "Please, sit down."

"What a gentleman." Draco grinned, settling down on the chair and stealing a glance at the Alpha, who walked to the counter to grab their starter dishes. Harry was wearing a suit as well, black velvet suit and a white shirt underneath. He even had a cute bowtie around his neck. "Did you ask for Blaise's advice again this time?"

"Oh, no," Harry said, smiling and turning around to face Draco, tilting his head to the side. "I asked Ginny actually, and she told me that on her first date with Luna, she tried to make a candlelit dinner for her, but, er, she isn't that good of a chef. Fortunately, I think I'm fairly good at it." He placed the plates down and Draco chuckled, looking at the appetizers before him. It was colourful, and he knew it'd taste good as well. "This is strawberry Caprese skewers, with balsamic glaze. I made it because...well, I know you like strawberries."

"How do you know that?" Draco lifted his brow to question Harry, and the Alpha only smiled.

"Through years of observation, I think," he said, sitting down in front of the Omega. Draco hid his smile, but he was sure he failed. Harry was simply too sweet, it was impossible for an Alpha to be this considerate, caring and lovely like this. He felt like he had hit the jackpot somehow.

Draco watched as Harry grabbed the bottle of Merlot and opened it, pouring the wine into his glass first and turning to fill his own. The Omega bit his lower lip, restraining himself from jumping on the Alpha right now. He was already turned on from his sweet acts, he wasn't sure he could go through this whole dinner without doing anything to him.

He raised his glass and smiled. "To us."

"To us," Harry said, smiling wide, showing his sharp fangs that Draco loved. They clinked their glasses together and Draco sipped on his own without breaking eye contact with the Alpha. He set the glass down on the table, licking his lips when Harry downed his drink in one go.

"You don't have to be nervous, Harry," Draco said, and Harry chuckled at him, nodding. "We fucked multiple times before this."

"I know, I just...want everything to be perfect tonight," Harry said, pushing his glasses up that was slipping down his nose. "I want you to have the best."

"I want you to have the best too, Harry." Draco leaned over and smiled. Harry grinned again, grabbing the wine bottle to refill his glass.

The Omega picked up the skewer from his plate and parted his mouth, taking in the first bite as he hummed. It tasted better than he had even expected. Harry was no doubt a better chef than him. When he looked back at Harry, his eyes widened. "Harry."

"Yeah?" Harry asked, a smile already forming on his lips.

"The wine..." he said, and the Alpha blinked, looking down at his own glass as he jumped up. The wine had overflowed and pooled around the glass, staining the white sheet with a red colour.

"Shit," Harry said, holding up the glass as he sipped the wine, stopping it from dripping on the table. "Sorry, I was...I was looking at you, and I got distracted."

Draco got off his seat with a smile, he approached Harry and shook his head, his heart still thrumming. He gave up, the temptation was too hard for him to resist. Harry was charming, even when he was being clumsy himself.

"It's all right, I don't mind it." The Omega hummed, grasping Harry's arm by his wrist, now dribbling with red wine on his fingers. "And that was a pretty acceptable excuse, if you ask me."

Harry's smile widened again, faltering when Draco brought the Alpha's fingers to his lips. He poked his tongue out, licking at the tips and tasting wine. He purred, opening his mouth to suck in two fingers before Harry's bewildered gaze. His pupils dilated, and he swallowed hard. Draco felt the Alpha's rough fingers on his tongue, and he hollowed his cheeks, lapping them clean. He pulled back with a loud pop and smiled.

"All better?" He cocked his head to the side, fluttering his lashes.

"Fuck," Harry groaned, and the next thing he knew, the Alpha was swiping everything off the table. The plates clattered against the ground, shattering into pieces. Harry flicked his wrist and put out the candles, keeping them from burning the whole place down.

Draco grinned with joy when Harry picked him up by his hips, placing him on the table. They met in between with a fiery kiss. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Harry murmured, sucking bruising kisses on Draco's neck.

"You have a problem with that?" Draco grinned, and Harry's eyes seemed to crinkle brighter.

"Never," Harry said before diving in for another kiss. He tugged the Omega's jacket off him, his hands moving persistently along Draco's body, tearing at his clothes.

Draco wasted no time as well, fumbling with the Alpha's belt. He managed to push his trousers down, pooling around his ankles. His hand latched on Harry's hardening cock from outside his boxer and moaned when he could feel it twitching in his grip. His body was tingling, excited for what was about to come.

Harry ran his eyes over Draco's naked form, his eyes shimmered with thirst. The Omega whined, grinding his hips against the Alpha's crotch, seeking friction. He was starting to think he was the one with higher sexual urges, but he couldn't care less about it now that Harry was pulling his cock out. Draco was leaking nonstop, drenching the white tablecloth with his slick.

"Fuck me, Harry," Draco murmured into the shell of Harry's ear, licking the lobe as the Alpha breathed hot gushes of air into his gland. "Mark me, knot me all over again, please, Alpha."

"Patient, Omega," Harry said in his low voice, teeth scraping over Draco's shoulder blade. "I'll give you what you want, as long as you're good."

"I'm good, I'm so good for you, Alpha," Draco keened, clawing at Harry's chest as he spread his legs apart, offering himself for his Alpha to see, to devour. "No-no preparation," he rasped, swatting Harry's hands away when he reached out. "I want your knot, now, I can take it, please."

Harry met his pleading gaze, and Draco fluttered his eyelashes, biting his lower lip and watching as the Alpha's expression slowly swayed to his demand. It was as though he could understand each thought, each feeling that ran through Harry's mind when he looked into his deep green eyes, like they were connected, and he wondered if the Alpha could see through him as well.

The Alpha said nothing but a smile as he lunged in for a heated kiss. He pushed his tongue in, gliding against Draco's while he angled his cock at the Omega's slicked entrance. He could feel the head, and when it was swiftly pressed past the rim, Draco's nose scrunched up from the breach. His jaw dropped in pure bliss and tilted his head to the side, letting Harry's mouth trail lower.

"Oh-," Draco whimpered, his hands flattened on the table to steady himself as Harry pushed in further, "yes, more-...fuck."

His head was thrown back as he stared at the ceiling, inhaling sharp breaths while Harry focused on lapping his chest. His mouth sealed around Draco's sensitive nipple and the Omega moaned out loud without a care in the world. He relished this feeling, it felt so right inside him.

Draco let out a breath when Harry pushed it all in. The wooden table creaked softly when the thrusting began. The Omega threw his hands at his Alpha's head, winding his fingers into his hair and tugging, urging him to go faster.

"Harry-Harry," Draco keened when Harry sped up his pace, ramming faster inside his hole. The Alpha ran his arms up his flanks, caressing him as he fucked Draco well into oblivion. The Omega trembled, his legs struggling to hold themselves up against his chest. His own cock twitched, leaking over his stomach.

His stomach was heating up and spreading all over his body. Everywhere Harry touched, it left a burning sensation on his skin, making him yearn for more. It tingled on his flesh and added fire to his thumping heart. It was consuming him wholly and he felt like he could be lost in this passion forever. He didn't mind it at all.

Harry pounded in harder, and all the Omega could do was make helpless moans and stay pliantly on the table while the Alpha railed him with robust strength. Harry grabbed him by the ankles, draping his legs over his shoulders and Draco choked out a desperate moan.

"There-there!"

Draco didn't have to say much before Harry canted his hips, hitting his prostate violently. The Omega cried out when Harry slid his hand underneath his head, gripping him by his hair and hauling his body up. It had only made him closer to his release. The Alpha leaned down, meeting him halfway in a kiss.

"So wet for me, so eager," Harry said into his lips, his fangs grazing at his lower lip, "my sweet little Omega."

"Yes-yes," Draco whined at the praise, arching his back and eliciting wordless moans from his throat. Harry cupped his arse, spreading them and thrusting deeper. Every shove against his abused hole had Draco cry with ecstasy. "Harry-I'm..." He buried his nose in Harry's hair, inhaling in his woody, strong Alpha scent as he felt the fangs gliding under his collarbone.

He had expected it, the bursting feeling when Harry marked him. He had experienced it many times, but it still took him by surprise when the Alpha plunged his teeth into Draco's skin, breaking through the flesh. Draco's cry was wanton, and half caught in the back of his throat when he came. His cock jerked and his body spasmed with thrill, he was sure he saw white. Soon enough, he could feel Harry's low groan into his bleeding flesh, the swell of his knot widening his hole, and a flood of warmth filling his insides. He was even more stunned with himself when he found himself still desiring more.

Harry licked his wound carefully and tipped his head up to look at Draco. The Omega smiled, licking the droplet of blood left on the seam of the Alpha's lips. "Should we head to the bedroom?" Harry asked, and Draco's smile stretched wider.

"Lead the way, Alpha," he said, holding onto Harry with his arms thrown around his neck and the Alpha lifted him off the table, walking in the direction of the staircase.

*

Draco's whimper escaped his throat when Harry pulled his cock out. The knot had deflated, and they weren't locked together anymore. The Alpha still kept him in his embrace and Draco resisted the urge to start another round. He glanced at the small clock on the bedside table behind Harry and sighed.

"I can't believe we fucked until two in the morning," Draco said, his finger drawing random letters over Harry's bare chest that was damped with sweats.

"And we missed dinner," Harry said, chuckling as he tangled their legs together. "Are you hungry?"

"No, not really," Draco said, and at that moment, his stomach had chosen to betray him when it rumbled loudly.

Harry snorted, propping himself up on his arm. "Let's go down, we can still eat the rest of our dinner, I had it under stasis charm."

"When did you do that?"

"Before I fucked you the first time," Harry said, drawing a laugh out of Draco.

"I'm too tired to go down," Draco said, pouting as he wrapped himself in the blanket around him. "You fucked me raw, Harry, you're responsible if I can't go to work tomorrow."

Harry leaned down and smiled. "Does that mean I get you all for myself tomorrow if you can't work?" Draco glared at him, and a smile broke free from his lips anyway. "Come on."

"I don't want to."

"You're hungry."

"I know," Draco said, refusing to get out of his blanket. "Harry!" he yelped when Harry slid his arms underneath him and picked his whole body up with one swift move. The Alpha moved off the bed with Draco in his arms, still cradled in the blanket as they got out of the room. "I always forgot how bloody strong you are," he huffed, letting Harry carry him downstairs anyway.

"I thought you fancy me because of that," Harry said, grinning while Draco rolled his eyes.

"Don't flatter yourself, Potter," he said, and Harry only laughed, making sure Draco didn't bump his head anywhere. The Alpha was right, but his strength was only one of the many things that drew him to Harry.

They arrived at the kitchen shortly and Harry placed him on the kitchen countertop. Draco stared at Harry when he walked to the cabinet and bit his lower lip to stifle a smile when he realised the Alpha was still stark naked in his own kitchen.

"Harry," he called, and Harry turned around. Draco cocked his head to the side, smiling ear to ear as he gazed at Harry's form. He was striking even when he was naked, it was ridiculous.

"Yeah?"

"Nothing, just want to look at my Alpha," he said, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw Harry's cock twitched. He glanced at the cabinet and hummed. "Can we have cereal instead?"

Harry knitted his brows together and turned to look at the boxes of cereal in his cabinet before looking back at Draco. "You want cereal at two in the morning?"

"Yeah," Draco said, swinging his legs under the blanket. "When I was a kid, whenever I can't sleep, I'd sneak down the kitchen and had Dobby make cereal for me."

"Really?" Harry said, his eyes twinkling under the dimmed light in the kitchen.

He nodded, adding, "My mother always caught me." He smiled, remembering the times he had tried to hide behind the countertop, but his mother knew either way. "Instead of scolding me for eating it like my father, she joined me."

Harry smiled, walking to him again as Draco spread his legs so the Alpha could fit himself in the space between. "That's sweet, you were an adorable kid."

"When I presented as an Omega," Draco said, his face fell slightly, "I was disappointed, I thought it wasn't what my father had wanted, even though he's an Omega himself. That night, he found me in the kitchen, and told me about what had happened to him when he presented as an Omega, and how my grandfather had acted towards him, and he told me he never wanted me to go through the same, he wanted me to be proud of it." The Omega smiled. "The war changed him, I'm glad it did, he's a better father now."

"He's right, you should be proud," he said, tipping Draco's chin up by his fingers when he pressed a kiss on his swollen lips. "You're beautiful, Draco."

"More," he said breathlessly as Harry smiled, kissing him again. He could feel Harry move his arm in the air, and the box of cereal flew into his hand. He broke the kiss and glanced to his left, where the bowl, spoon and cereal were already next to him. "What about you?"

"Me?" Harry asked and Draco nodded. The Alpha looked up as if he was trying to dig through his memories. He finally looked back at the Omega and smiled. "I used to sneak out for food at night too."

"Really? How come?"

"Well," Harry said, exhaling softly as Draco placed his hands on his chest that was now decorated with scratch marks from his nails, "I was always hungry after dinner, so I'd try to find some leftovers to eat. The Dursleys would catch me the next morning as well, they really disliked that."

Draco's face fell from the revelation. He had heard about Harry's past, when he was a kid. He had thought the papers and everyone else was exaggerating, he hadn't known it was true and hurtful like that.

"Hey, don't worry about it, I got over it," Harry said, bearing a bright smile but Draco leaned over, enveloping Harry in a tight embrace. The Alpha breathed into his shoulder, a sign of relief and Draco placed a kiss on his temple.

"I'm sorry, for everything," he said, even though they had apologised to each other at their graduation, Draco still felt the urge to do so. Harry looked into his eyes, sealing his lips with a chaste kiss.

"I'm sorry too," Harry said, kissing the tip of his nose. He turned and grabbed the cereal, pouring it into the bowl before adding milk. "Now, let's eat." He smiled, taking a spoonful of cereal and milk, and bringing it up to Draco's lips.

"You do know I'm not a kid anymore, right?"

"I want to take care of you, Draco, not because you're a kid, but because you're my true mate. I want to be perfect for you," Harry said, and Draco swallowed, knowing the heat in his cheeks were turning into a dark blush now. He opened his mouth and ate it from Harry's hand, keeping their eyes locked. He chewed on the crunchy cereal, humming at the taste. He took the spoon from Harry's hand and did the same thing, drawing the spoon filled with cereal to the Alpha's opened mouth.

When he saw the droplets of milk lingered on his lips, Draco leaned over and licked at the seam, taking away any leftover on his flesh.

"Harry," he said, tracing his knuckles over Harry's cheek, "You don't have to make everything perfect." He was glad that Harry had made all that effort for him, but he didn't want Harry to try too hard, because he was content with everything Harry did for him.

He smiled, eyes never leaving Harry's. "Our history, it wasn't a perfect one, but I still love that we've met, and we've become enemies, and friends, sort of." They shared the same smile, and Draco continued, "and we became true mates. I don't want perfect; I want a ridiculously imperfect relationship with you, because it's us. It won't be perfect, but I want it. I have you, and you have me, and that's all we need, all right?"

"Yeah, okay," Harry said, pressing a kiss on Draco's forehead. "I just thought you deserve the best."

"The best for me is you, Harry, just you," Draco said, smiling when he saw the glimmer in Harry's eyes. "I don't need big extravagant gifts, or fancy dinners. I want to have cereal in the middle of the night and talk about random things with you." He leaned their forehead together and exhaled. "I've had enough of Pureblood things in my past, all I want now is to enjoy the most mundane things with you."

"Even Muggle things?"

Draco snorted, nodding at him. "Even Muggle things," he said, mumbling, "I might even get on a roller coaster with you."

"Oh, you're going to love that," Harry said, and Draco's cheeks hurt from smiling too much. "When Hermione and I brought Ron to a Muggle carnival, he came home with a sore throat from screaming too much."

"I can imagine that." Draco laughed, trailing his fingers down Harry's arms.

"I have to tell you something," Harry said, and it drew confusion to Draco's face.

"What is it?" he asked, hands playing with the Alpha's fingers. "You're not going to-..."

"No, no," Harry said, chuckling, "no, I'd never break up with you, Draco." The Omega smiled, nodding and gesturing for him to continue. "You should know that, er, I'm very good at wandless spells."

"Are you bragging, Harry? Because I know that," Draco said, furrowing his eyebrows.

"No, I mean, I can..." Harry said, clearing his throat, "Most of the times, I'm capable of healing myself with small wounds."

"Then why do you even come to St Mungo's?" he asked, and Harry's lips pressed into a thin line.

"I didn't come to St Mungo's...I came to you," Harry said, and Draco's hands trailed to his chest, feeling the beating of the Alpha's heart in his chest. "I feel like...I enjoy having you heal me more, more than any other Healer there. When you scold me for getting myself injured, or your touches on my skin, your magic coursing through me, and just...your presence, it all felt...extremely soothing for me. And I just wanted to see...you."

Draco's lips formed into a pout and a smile followed. He didn't know that was what Harry felt when he came to him. It was warming his body up, particularly his heart, and he locked his legs around Harry's lower half, pulling him closer.

"Thank you for telling me that," he said, carding his hand through the Alpha's hair and Harry let out a croon. "Even though the sight of you arriving to St Mungo's covered in blood always make my heart jump out of my chest." Harry smiled, and Draco kissed his cheek. "Everything about you is soothing for me as well, even your scent."

"I'll try to come to St Mungo's with injuries fewer times now," Harry said, giving him a lopsided grin, "Can I still see you randomly every day at work?"

"Interrupting a person at work?" Draco arched his eyebrow and leaned closer. "I'll make an except for you, Alpha."

Harry's toothy smile made Draco blush, and the Alpha fed him another spoon of cereal before the Omega's eyes widened.

"What's wrong?"

"No," Draco said, shaking his head and staring at Harry, "I just realised...my heat is coming soon, I can't use suppressants again."

"Oh," Harry said, fiddling with the spoon. "I'll make sure you have enough food and water in your Manor, but perhaps your parents already had that taken care of."

"Harry," he said, hands placing on Harry's chest, "you're not going to spend my heat with me?"

"You want me to spend your heat with you?" Harry asked, his expression stunned. He had stopped moving altogether.

Draco bared a smile and nodded. "Yeah, I want you with me."

"But," he said, his eyes running down to Draco's scent gland before looking back at him, "Alphas-..."

"I know," Draco said, hands sliding up to cup Harry's jawline. "I will beg for your knot and for you to bond with me. And I know it's hard for Alphas to resist Omegas' demand in their heat. But I also know you're not just any Alpha, Harry."

Draco bit his lower lip, knowing Harry had much more strength than any other Alpha, and since he had not once bit Draco in his scent gland, he trusted Harry even more. "And you don't have to worry about unplanned pregnancy, I have birth control, and you'll have to inject it into me before we mated."

"Okay, okay," Harry said, nodding and taking in everything Draco had said. He blinked, pressing his lips tight. "Are you sure you want me to be there?"

"I've never been so sure," he said, fingertips teasing Harry's earlobes. "I trust you more than I can say, Harry, and we're not only true mates, but we're boyfriends as well, I want you with me, no one else."

"I'll be there for you," Harry said, grabbing Draco's hand gently and pressing a kiss in the middle of his palm. "Whenever you need, I'm there." He kissed Draco's other palm, and the Omega's chest almost burst with warmth.

Draco gave him a nod and a kiss on his lips before speaking up, "now, do you want to finish this cereal or are you up for another round?" He licked at the seam of Harry's lips and grinned. "Because I'm pretty sure your cock is poking at my legs right now." The crinkles in the corner of Harry's eyes spoke for himself, and Draco was hauled up in the Alpha's arms again. They could do this every day, and Draco was more than eager for his next heat with Harry, his Alpha.

Chapter 9: Love and Chaos

Harry glanced at the clock on the wall, checking the time and realising he should be home soon to prepare for their fifth date. Yes, fifth. And they had managed to finish four whole dates without fucking halfway into dinner. It was actually three, but desserts didn't count.

"Blimey, Harry, are you falling for the clock?" Ron asked and Harry's gaze turned to him. "You're staring at it so hard."

"Oh," Harry said, grinning, "sorry, I was just checking."

"We'll get to go home soon, and then you can go on your date, Harry," Ron said, smirking at him and shoving crisps in his mouth. "I have a date too, if anyone cares."

"No one cares, Ron, you're basically married now," Penelope said, giving the Omega a lopsided smile. "So why don't we just finish all these bloody files so we can all go home?"

"I agree," Neville said quietly, eyes still fixed on his papers on the table.

"Oh, Harry," Ron said through his mouthful, "I heard you're taking a week off soon?"

"A whole week?" Neville looked up and Harry nodded.

"Yeah, Draco's heat is coming close and he wants me to be with him," Harry said, a smile forming on his lips when he recalled the memory again. He was filled with pure joy when Draco had asked him to share his heat with him. And he felt like he could have exploded right then if Draco hadn't calmed him down with a kiss.

"Wow, sharing the first heat together, that is big," Penelope commented, playing with the feathers on her quill. "You guys are serious."

"Of course they're serious, Penelope," Ron said, grinning at her from his table. "They're true mates, if that doesn't say serious, I don't know what will." He folded his hands on the table, looking back at Harry. "You know, Harry, sharing a heat with an Alpha is important for an Omega, they're at a vulnerable place and unplanned pregnancy is messy. But I know you'll treat him right."

Harry smiled at his friend. He knew it was important to Omegas, that was why he was so taken aback when Draco had asked him to stay. He tapped his quill on the table repeatedly, watching as the clock go. Only three minutes left.

"Hell, Harry, you're making us impatient too," Penelope said, cackling as she stood up. "I think we can go now, Robards won't mind."

"But it's three minutes," Neville said as he watched Penelope pack her bags.

"If you think about it, three is pretty close to two, and two is next to one, so technically, it's only one minute left," the Beta said and Ron cackled, following her and packing as well.

"As ridiculous as it sounds, I'm going to listen to her," Ron said, staring at Harry, "Well? Are you going to go, Harry?"

"Right, right," Harry said, nodding and standing up. He shoved the paperwork in his bag and scurried to the door, finishing even before the others.

"Someone is eager," Penelope murmured from behind as Ron and Neville snickered.

Harry opened the door and got out to the hallway, surprised to smell Draco's scent here. His nostrils flared and he walked forward, following the trail as it was mixed with another...Alpha. He rounded the corner and saw Draco, standing a few feet from him, talking to Terry Boot. Boot, the one that had asked Draco out weeks ago.

There was a growl in his chest, bubbling and rushing to his throat while a snarl was forming on his lips. Draco was facing his back at him, but Terry Boot was smiling at his Omega. His. When the other Alpha reached his hand out and touched Draco's shoulder, all hell broke loose. Harry dashed forward, lunging at Boot with a strike aimed at his nose.

"Harry!" Draco yelled out, pulling the Alpha back before he could throw another punch. Boot had already fallen onto the ground, holding his bloody nose with his hand. "What are you doing?"

"Oh my god," Ron shouted, rushing to check on Terry Boot. "Harry, what the hell?"

Harry's heart pumped with adrenaline, and he wasn't sure what had gotten over him. He had gotten jealous, too jealous, and he had hurt his colleague.

"Shit," he murmured, crouching down on his knee. "Shit, sorry, Terry, I wasn't thinking straight."

"Fuck, that hurts," Boot groaned, tipping his head up to stop the blood dripping from his nose. He shook his head, chuckling. "It's okay, I touched your Omega, I didn't notice."

"Harry." Harry stood up and looked at his Omega, only to see that Draco was scowling at him.

"I'm-..."

"Please, return to your office, I'll heal Terry and meet you there later," Draco said, and before Harry could open his mouth to protest, his Omega's gaze turned into a glare. "Harry, go."

The hurt in his tone was visible, and so was his scent. It changed, turning into a burning smell, filled with distress. Harry dropped his shoulders and nodded, walking away quietly.

He returned to the office, sitting on the edge of the table and thinking about how stupid he had been. Reckless, without a second thought to observe the situation before him. He had let his Alphan instinct control him and his action.

The door creaked open, and Harry looked up, frowning further when he could smell how upset Draco was. His gaze dropped and he stared at his bloody knuckles instead.

"What happened, Harry?" Draco's voice was quiet, searching for the truth. "You jumped at your colleague and broke his nose."

"I-I wasn't thinking," Harry said, wincing when he tried to flex the hand that had punched Boot. "He was with you, he was smiling, and...and he touched you. He touched you, and I...I don't know what came over me."

"Just because he was smiling and touching me, Harry?" Draco stepped forward, still keeping a distance between them, and Harry's heart sank. "Do you know how many patients I deal with a day that was Alpha? I've dealt with every handsy, flirty Alpha there is, Harry. I will stay away from them when they're being inappropriate, I'm not that fragile."

"I know, I was...I was jealous," Harry said, swallowing hard and hearing a sigh from Draco.

"I was talking to him because Wiggins has a crush on him, and I just wanted to let him know," Draco said, and Harry felt like the biggest fool in the world. If he had just spent a second to listen to what they were talking about, he'd have understood.

Draco reached out his hand to touch Harry's wounded one, but the Alpha flinched and recoiled away, still not meeting his eyes. He was ashamed for doing such a thing, he had hurt Draco in a way for not trusting him. He was a bad Alpha.

"I'll heal it myself," he said, rubbing his knuckles, and Draco was quiet, stepping back.

"You...you don't want me to heal you anymore?" Draco said, his voice barely a whisper. Harry was quiet, he wasn't sure what to say, that he didn't want Draco to heal him for the stupid thing he had done? He could heal it himself.

Harry's nostril flared when Draco's scent turned dull, indicating his dejection. A sniffle was emitted from his throat, making Harry's gaze shoot up to look at the Omega in the dark.

"No, no, I didn't mean that," Harry said frantically, standing up and walking forward but Draco withdrew his body from him, making the Alpha's heart ache. "I'm sorry, I...I hurt you, and I didn't trust you, I'm an idiot, and that's why...that's why I didn't want you to heal me for my stupid mistake, not because..." He finally reached out, cupping Draco's cheeks, heart dropping when he felt the wetness of tears on his skin.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he whispered, leaning closer and pressing a kiss on his forehead as the Omega let him be cradled. "You...you mean so much to me, I can't stand the sight of anyone else even if they're just standing next to you."

Draco sniffled quietly and pressed his nose against Harry's scent gland. The Alpha sighed, holding his Omega close by his waist. "I'll never do it again, I trust you," he said, "I'm sorry, love." The Omega purred softly, wrapping his hands around Harry and the Alpha could finally feel at ease once he felt Draco's scent turning light and sweet again.

"You mean so much to me too, Harry," Draco finally said, and Harry pressed a kiss on his crown. He tipped his head up, looking at Harry. "Maybe reserve your punches for the ones that hurt me only, okay?"

"I promise," Harry said, and Draco leaned in to kiss him. "I'll protect you." The Omega smiled and nodded, burying his face in the Alpha's neck again. He'd never let this situation repeat itself, never again.

**

Draco's hand tightened on the glass of champagne in his hand and a snarl threatened to appear on his lips. He was supposed to be happy. It was Hermione's birthday, he should be enjoying it. However, it was hard to do so when all he could see was Omegas surrounding Harry again, and Harry was his Alpha, not theirs.

"If looks could kill." Draco flinched and turned to see Ron smirking at him. "Oh, come on, Draco, everyone can see that you're jealous, well, except Harry."

"Why is she still being all giddy near Harry?" Draco grunted out the words, pointing with his glass at the girl, Evangeline, as if he hadn't seen her enough at work. "Doesn't she know Harry's my true mate?"

"Yeah," Ron said, swirling the wine in his glass with knitted brows, "for some reason, she doesn't seem to get the hint."

"How could she not get it? Harry has bite marks of me all over his neck."

The Omega gasped, nudging Draco. "Hey, I have an idea."

"What?"

"Theo taught me something when Blaise was always occupied with other Purebloods in big events," Ron said, chugging down his drink. "I'd get way too bored there, but since I'm married to him." Ron rolled his eyes, a smile hinting on his lips as he shrugged. "I'd play around, tease him a little."

"How?" Draco leaned closer, intrigued by what he had to say.

"Well, I'd flirt with other Alphas," Ron said, baring a mischievous smile as Draco's jaw dropped. "Yeah, jokes aside, it worked every time. Blaise would get away from the crowd instantly, and then I ended up being fucked by him halfway into oblivion somewhere."

Draco stared at the Omega, contemplating it before shaking his head. "No, that can't do."

"What? Why not?"

"Remember the Terry Boot incident?" Draco said, reminiscing the scent in his mind. It was messy, and Draco didn't want to make Harry jealous since that incident was only more than a week ago.

Ron's lips pursed and nodded. "Right, broke that nose right out." He sighed, shrugging as Draco averted his eyes away and saw Hermione instead. She was pressed again the kitchen counter with a deep blush on her cheeks while Pansy stood before her with a sly smile. Draco only hoped Pansy would stop teasing and admit she liked Hermione already.

He looked at Harry again, talking about something with his trainees again while Evangeline was standing way too close to him. She didn't touch him, not yet.

"What are you going to do then?" Ron asked, fiddling with his glass. "She clearly knows you're Harry's mate already. She just doesn't want to accept it."

"What does she need? For Harry to fuck me in front of her?"

Ron cackled, nodding. "That's one way to do it." Draco huffed, and Ron elbowed him again. "Hey, that's might actually work."

"What? Harry fucking me?"

"Harry fucking you," Ron repeated, wincing at his own words. "That will never not be an awkward phrase for me to say." He waved his hands in the air, dismissing it as he continued. "Anyway, I can go and tell Harry to find you in the bathroom, he finds you there, you two fuck the hell out of each other. Evangeline will be concerned, she'll come to find Harry, and then she'll just find you and Harry in there. It's good, right?"

Draco stared at Ron without blinking. He pressed his lips together and took a deep breath, placing his hand on the Omega's shoulder. "I can't believe I'm going to say this, Ron, but you're right, that might work."

"See?" Ron said, the corner of his lips curving up, "It will definitely work. Do you want to do it now?"

Draco's gaze returned to Harry, where Evangeline was now laughing with her hand on the Alpha's bicep. Draco's skin prickled with anger, and he nodded, drawing a squeal of delight from Ron.

"Okay, I'll go tell Harry to find you, go, go up there," Ron said, pointing at the staircase of Hermione's place. "Second floor, third door to the left."

"Okay, thank you," he said and Ron grinned, tapping his shoulder before walking away. Draco turned, heading to the staircase.

When he finally got in the bathroom, his heart started racing just thinking about the fact that Harry was going to fuck him here and someone might hear them. He glanced around the room, everything was neat and cleaned, it was no doubt Hermione's place.

Draco looked at himself in the mirror, shrugging off his robes and unbuttoning his white shirt. A smile broke into his lips when he saw the marks Harry had left on his chest and collarbone. Some had faded, some were new, just from this morning. He brushed his fingers over the bruises, shivering softly with a smile. It felt like he belonged to Harry, and he revelled in this feeling.

The knob turned and Harry stepped into the room. "Draco?"

"Close the door, Harry," Draco said, and watched as his Alpha did as he was told, pushing the door close.

He stood with his back on the door and Draco took a slow step forward. He ghosted his lips over Harry's, his hands tracing the skin along the Alpha's neck slightly while his eyes locked with him. When Harry tipped his head forward, Draco dodged his lips, smiling when Harry grumbled.

"Draco," the Alpha said in his low voice, his hands already snaking around Draco's waist to pull him until their crotches were flushed together.

"My Alpha," Draco purred, and the sound Harry made his knees wobble. It was pure Alphan and it was reacting from his words only.

Harry's grip tightened and he sealed their lips together, muffling Draco's moan. The Omega reached for his Alpha's belt, managing to push his trousers off in a few swift moves. Harry slipped his tongue in as his hands moved to tease Draco's chest. He could feel a gush of slick oozing out of him when his nipples were stimulated. He keened, hand stroking Harry's cock and feeling it grow in his grasp.

Draco didn't yelp when Harry spun him around, pressing the Omega's face against the door. He panted, cheek flushed and against the wooden door. The Alpha pushed his trousers down to his ankles with his fingers trailing from his thighs up to his wet entrance.

"Look at how fast you get wet for me," Harry murmured into his ear and Draco wailed, pushing his hips back, searching for more when Harry's hand left his burning skin. "Do you want my knot that bad, Omega?"

"Yes-yes, please," Draco said, whimpering when Harry pressed kisses along his shoulder blade and his finger traced around the Omega's slicked hole. He pushed the tip of his finger in, drawing a whine from Draco. It wasn't enough, he wanted more, he wanted to be absolutely fucking railed. "I want you, I want your big, fat knot, Alpha, please."

Harry growled, pulling his finger out and prodding his cock at his entrance. Draco pushed himself against the head, whining incoherently and begging for more. His hands flattened on the door and his legs threatened to give out.

"Yes-yes, oh-..." Draco's word was caught in his throat when Harry pushed in. The slick he was making had helped the breaching to be less painful, he could still feel it, but he knew how much pleasure would replace the burn soon.

The Alpha's hand slipped around his neck and his fangs grazed at the Omega's shoulder. Draco could smell the desire from Harry's scent, heady and overwhelming him. Draco felt a breath of relief escaping him when Harry bottomed out. However, a cry was elicited from his throat when Harry rammed in hard. Draco wailed, body trembling and his cock flushed against the door, leaking.

The fog around Draco's mind cleared for the faintest second when he heard the sound of boots from outside the room. He could smell her, Evangeline's Omegan scent, it was close.

"Alpha-Alpha," Draco pleaded, his legs shaking, and it seemed like Harry had picked up the signs. He lifted the Omega's leg up and continued thrusting into him, but it had only changed the angle and his cock was repeatedly hitting his prostate. Draco's cry turned louder, more desperate as he searched for his climax. "Please-please, I-I need you."

"You have me, Draco," Harry said into his ear, nipping at his lobe and shoving his cock into him, his knot was slightly swelling. "I'm right here. With you. Inside you."

"Say-say my name, Harry," Draco begged, his voice throaty and he whimpered when Harry licked a trail down his neck.

"Draco, Draco," Harry said into his ear, his voice a growl. His thrusts turned more brutal, aiming at his sensitive nerves and turning Draco's body into a wanton mess. "My beautiful Omega."

"Harry!" Draco cried out, coming furiously with his cum over the door when Harry sank his fangs into his shoulder blade. He shivered and his legs finally gave out, but Harry had caught him, steadying him with his arm around his waist as he filled the Omega up with his own fluids.

Harry kissed him, languidly as his knot grew inside Draco. The Alpha smiled into the kiss, giving him a peck on his cheek as he murmured, "You seduced me on purpose, didn't you?" Draco couldn't hold back the smile on his lips. "I could smell Evangeline outside the door right now."

"Got a problem with that?" Draco gave him a look, asking him a familiar question and Harry chuckled, shaking his head.

"Never," he said, turning to the door to shout. "It's occupied here."

Draco was never more pleased when he heard a small squeak and the sound of boots rushing away on the other side of the door.

"You know, you can admit you were jealous," Harry said, and Draco pursed his lips, shrugging.

"I have the right to, that girl doesn't know where her place is, someone needs to teach her a lesson about boundaries," Draco said, and hearing a rumble of laughter from Harry behind him. "Are you making fun of me, Harry?"

"No, I'd never," Harry said, pressing a kiss on his bare shoulder, right over the mark he had just created. "I'm happy."

"You're happy that I'm jealous?"

"In a way," Harry said, nipping his neck, "I'm happy to have a mate like you." He dropped his head on Draco's shoulder, chuckling. "You know you don't have to do that, I only have eyes on you, Draco, my heart belongs to you," he murmured, making Draco's knees go weak with just a few right words. "You're so perfect."

The Omega smiled, turning his head to tug at Harry's hair, pulling him closer for another kiss. "You're perfect to me as well, Harry." He pecked his lips. "My Alpha."

"Don't rile me up for another round, Draco," Harry said, huffing a laugh and Draco shrugged.

"What if I do?"

"Hermione is going to kill us for ruining her bathroom," Harry said, and Draco's eyes widened. Right, he had come on her door, he really should clean that later.

"Okay, we can continue this when we go home," he said, Harry's eyes twinkled, and he sealed their lips once more.

When Harry's knot finally deflated, it must have been a while, because Hermione gave them a full glare when she saw them coming down. Draco grinned guiltily at her and turned his head, seeing Ron waving at him. The Omega was cocking his head to the side, signalling him and Draco followed the direction he was pointing at.

He saw Evangeline, she was standing in the corner of the room with a few of her friends. As she looked up, she met Draco's eyes and her cheeks immediately turned flushing red, averting her eyes away in a second, unable to face them again. Draco smiled slyly and followed Harry as the Alpha walked him down the staircase. Ron's idea did work after all.

Chapter 10: Knot Me, Alpha

It was suddenly becoming too hot for Draco, and he kicked the blanket off his limbs. Feeling a warm pair of arms around his waist, Draco purred, shifting closer to the body flushed behind him. He could feel Harry's morning wood pressing to the crease of his bare arse, and Draco almost moaned. Sweats beaded down his forehead and he felt irritated all over. His pre-heat had started.

Draco shuddered softly and felt the arms tightening around his body. Harry dragged his lips against the nape of the Omega's neck, nipping at his heating skin.

"You smell so good," Harry murmured, pulling a low whine from Draco. "Is your pre-heat here?"

"Yes," Draco said, almost breathlessly as he rolled over to the other side, facing the Alpha. Harry's eyes were half-opened without his glasses and his hair was a tousled mess. "Harry."

"Yes, darling?" he said, leaning closer to nuzzle into Draco's scent gland, scenting him carefully. Draco couldn't help the mewl he let out while he gripped Harry's arms.

"I want you to claim me," he said, and Harry's head instantly shot up to stare at him. He was now fully awake with his pupils wide. He knew they had only been dating more than a month, but they were true mates, and Draco knew Harry was the only one for him, he had always been. Draco had thought about it for a while, and after talking to Pansy, and with Hermione, Ron, and Theo joining in on their conversation, they all thought he was doing the right thing. "Harry?"

"Yeah?" Harry began blinking only now, gathering his words again and swallowing hard. "You...you want us to bond? Permanently? Draco, if your pre-heat is talking-..."

"No," Draco said, cutting Harry off with a shake of his head, "I've wanted you to claim me for a long time now." His cheeks were heating up, and he wasn't sure whether it was caused by his pre-heat or he was blushing. "I want...I want you to mark me." He smiled at the Alpha, knowing how many times Harry had wanted to bite him but had refrained from doing so. All his biting marks were nowhere near his scent glands, and that showed how much strength Harry had, how much Harry respected him. "I know it's a huge thing, it's going to be permanent, but I...I want it, unless you don't."

"No," Harry said, his voice frantic and Draco grinned at him. "Of course I do, I want to." He sighed, ruffling his own hair and chuckling. "Fuck, you don't know how much I want you," he said, cupping the Omega's face. "There's nothing I want more than to bond with you, permanently."

The Alpha tipped his head close, nibbling Draco's lower lip tenderly. "I'll go buy everything to prepare for your heat now."

"Thank you, Alpha," Draco said, drawing a groan from Harry. The Alpha rolled on top of him and Draco was on his back, looking up at Harry and feeling his cock poking at the Omega's thigh. "Maybe you can go later?"

"Anything for my Omega," Harry said, dipping down to seal Draco's smile with a kiss.

*

Harry opened the door quietly so he wouldn't wake Draco from his nap. He nudged the door close with his foot and carried the two full bags of groceries in his arms. He had bought everything he could, every snack and drink that Draco loved. Ginny and Luna had even sent baked cookies as well. He carefully placed the items in the fridge and cabinets before turning to the kitchen counter, ready to prepare dinner for both of them.

He put on the red apron and pulled out the vegetables, halting when he scented Draco's smell becoming thicker around him.

"Darling?" Harry turned around and gradually, he saw Draco walking towards him, his footsteps quiet and he was rubbing his eyes. The Alpha's heart swelled at the sight, there was not a moment that his Omega didn't look like the most exquisite person in the world. He was only wearing Harry's sweater, the one Molly had knitted for him, it seemed like Draco had taken a liking to it already.

Draco didn't say a word, only approaching him with his arms wrapped around Harry's middle. He rubbed his cheek against the Alpha's clothed chest, purring in a docile manner. It reminded him of that faithful night again, Draco had sought his scent since it calmed him down. Harry could never forget that day.

Harry kissed his crown while embracing Draco, murmuring, "I'm making your favourite meal."

"Thank you," Draco mewled, nudging his nose at Harry's gland, and humming as he scented him. He tugged at Harry's shirt and the Alpha smiled, his hands grabbing at Draco's thighs and lifting him up so his Omega could lock his body around him.

Since pre-heat made Omegas more needy and easily irritated, Harry didn't want to upset Draco in any way. He preferred cooking with his hands, but with Draco wrapped around him like this, perhaps a little magic to help him wasn't a big deal.

Harry flicked his hand, watching as the knife chopped the vegetables by itself while his other hand kept Draco steady on him. The Omega was purring against the flesh on his neck, lips brushing over his gland, but he was content, and that was all Harry wanted.

"Hey Harr-..." The Alpha turned around when he heard the Floo crackled. Ron stopped dead in his track and stared at the couple, a smile was about to break out of him. "Is Draco...oh okay, you're not sleeping." Ron chuckled when Draco tipped his head up from Harry's neck. "How are you?"

"I'm overheating, and I feel like sleeping," Draco said groggily, and Ron nodded.

"Sounds like pre-heat to me," Ron said, stepping forward and sliding a parchment across the kitchen countertop to Harry. "Here's Robards's signature, you got a week off to take care of Draco in his heat. After that, you have to go back, his order."

"Thanks, Ron," he said, and Ron shook his head, waving him off. The Omega pulled out a bar of chocolate from his pocket, putting it on the counter as well.

"This is for you, Draco," Ron said, smiling at him, "really helps with your craving now. Once you're in heat, all you will want is water, and knots."

"Thank you, Ron," Draco said, his voice muffled as he buried his nose back in Harry's shirt again.

"Have you prepared the birth control yet?" Ron asked and Harry nodded. They had made sure Draco was taking it before his heat, and as much as Harry wanted to create a family with Draco right now, he knew they were still too young, and it was something they both had to discuss in the future. "Okay, that's good. I'm going now, see you in a week," Ron said, giving them two thumbs up and stepping back into the Floo. Within a second, he disappeared into the flame.

Harry picked up the chocolate, unwrapping it and breaking it into pieces. When he put a piece of chocolate to Draco's lips, the Omega huffed and turned away.

"Draco," he said, but Draco continued choosing his shirt to be his main focus instead. Harry put it in his mouth instead, lifting the Omega's chin with his hand. "Can you kiss me?"

Draco's eyes were piercing, but less dazed. He nodded meekly and moved his head, connecting their lips. Harry licked at the seam of his lips, and Draco whimpered, parting his mouth willingly. The Alpha slipped the chocolate past his lips and felt it melting between their tongues. The Omega whined, tugging Harry closer. The chocolate was sweet in Draco's mouth, but it was nothing compared to his Omega's thickening scent.

"Harry," Draco said, panting as they broke away.

"Be my good Omega and wait until I finished cooking, okay?" Harry said, nuzzling his ear and Draco nodded, purring again. Even if his cock was growing in his trousers, he needed to fill Draco's stomach up first, they could get to other things later.

*

Draco woke up from his nap with an ache in his lower stomach and wetness at his bottom. He tossed and turned in his bed full of Harry's clothes, a nest he had made while Harry was at work. Covering his face with the Alpha's shirt, his senses filled with Harry's strong scent, the Omega cried out when a flow of slick pooled out of him. He was in heat.

His eyes drooped heavily, and he glanced at the clock on the wall. It was close to six already, why wasn't Harry here yet? His body was burning, and his stomach twisted, making him howl in pain. He stripped his shirt and boxer off, leaving him exposed to the pile of clothes. He needed to be mated, to be knotted, he needed Harry. His Alpha.

The air suddenly got heavier, prickling his skin with the presence of an Alpha, and Draco scrambled on the bed to get on his feet. His mind was clouded with the thought of his Alpha. He threw the door open, and Harry was standing a few feet away from him, his bag had dropped to the floor. The Alpha's nostrils flared, and Draco could only let out a helpless plea.

"Alpha." He trembled on his legs, slick leaking more out of him when he saw Harry. His Alpha was thunderstruck, marching towards him while shrugging off his robes, his face a hungry expression. Draco moaned when he was pressed hard against the door, lips sealed by his Alpha's.

The kiss was rough, full of teeth and tongues, and Draco sank into the sensation. Harry bit at his lower lip, lifting him up in his arms and walking them back into the bedroom. Closing the door with his wandless magic, Draco moaned at his Alpha's power.

He whined, arching into Harry's touch when the Alpha had two fingers teasing at his rim. "Alpha-Alpha, please," he heaved, lower lip nipped by Harry's teeth, "I want your knot, I want-..." His words were lost when Harry pushed his fingers inside his slicked hole. Draco keened, begging for more. It wasn't enough, he wanted his knot, not his fingers.

"Alpha, please," he pleaded, clawing at Harry's clothed chest, seeking his bare skin. There were too many layers between them. Harry was still fully clothed; he had to change that. "It hurts, please, it hurts so much." He whimpered, his stomach aching the longer he stayed without a knot inside him.

Harry dragged his fingers out, pulling a helpless sound from Draco. He placed the Omega on the bed, but he refused to let his Alpha go.

"On all four for me, now," Harry said, he was using his Alpha voice, and it made Draco's knees weak, his hole oozing.

He tore himself away and rolled over, clambering on the bed to get on his hands and feet, presenting himself for his Alpha. He kneaded his own arse apart, displaying his wet entrance for his Alpha to see. He felt lewd. But he didn't care. All of him was for Harry only.

His whole body quivered when Harry had his hand on his lower back. His hand was warm and rough, skating over his sweat-filled skin, every touch had his skin burning up and more slick cascading out of him.

"Harry, please," Draco cried, hands now gripping tightly on the sheets, rumpling them in his fists. He drove his hips back, seeking for his Alpha and whining when he finally felt the tip of Harry's cock pressed against his hole.

"Needy little Omega," Harry said, his hand sliding up and wrapping around the back of his neck, holding him still. Draco's head was a hazy mess, and he yearned to be filled. He nodded frantically, panting when Harry called him by such names.

When Harry shoved his cock in, Draco's tears left his eyes, dropping on the bedsheet while he sobbed from the pleasure. His Alpha's cock was thick, breaching past his rim until he was deep inside the Omega. Draco pushed back, his mouth babbling, begging Harry to start moving.

"Beautiful," Harry said before ramming his cock in, deep and already hitting at Draco's prostate. The Omega dropped his head, mewling when the pain lessened in his stomach, replaced by the ecstasy that coursed through his body like electricity. "Perfect, my perfect Omega."

"Yours-yours." Draco's voice turned raspy, and he shivered when Harry's hands on his hips tightened, his cock shoving into the Omega's hole roughly. He pressed his forehead on the bed, helpless before his Alpha's onslaught. "Knot me, please, Alpha! Please, I need it," he pleaded while his insides were blooming, close to his release. "Claim me, make me yours!"

Harry's growl was low and raw from behind him. He grabbed at Draco's hair, pulling him back as Draco arched into a perfect bow. He felt teeth scraping over his scent gland, and the Omega whined, a high and desperate sound when Harry's cock rubbed against his prostate with a persistent force.

"My Omega, mine," Harry rumbled, and before Draco could beg for more, a pained moan escaped his throat when he felt teeth sinking into him.

This was different, this was a claim, a permanent bond. Draco could feel it growing in him as his body convulsed. He came messily, shooting over the bedsheet and his own chest. His ears were ringing and his vision blurry. Harry was still fucking into him, his thrusts deep and fast before his cock jerked inside Draco. His knot swelled and Draco knew Harry was coming in him. Mated, bred, claimed. Draco let out a contented sigh, knowing he was sated, for the time being.

"Draco," Harry called out for him, his voice gentle again. He hauled the Omega up by his waist, and Draco was sure he had turned boneless now. "Baby," he said, nipping his ear and bringing a cup of water to Draco's lips, "drink for me."

The Omega slouched against his Alpha, sipping on his water slowly. Harry rolled them back on the bed gently and draped the blanket over them. He pushed Draco's hair behind his ear, kissing his shoulder blade as the drowsiness washed over the Omega. He let his eyes close, sleep taking control of him and the last thing he felt was Harry's hands around him and his low voice, murmuring sweet little things to Draco's ear.

"I love you, Draco."

*

Draco's eyes snapped open and noticed that darkness had filled the room. It must still be dark outside. The heat had lessened, but he knew it was only a matter of time before he started wanting it again. He glanced around the room, an empty feeling rose in his stomach when he realised he was the only one in the bed.

There was light illuminating under the door of the bathroom, he sat up, gasping when Harry's seeds flowed out of him.

'I love you, Draco.'

Harry's words had repeated themselves in Draco's mind, and he hadn't had the chance to say it back yet. He scrambled off the bed, rushing to the door and barging into the bathroom, where the scent was the strongest.

"Draco," Harry said, turning to him with a wet towel in his hands. His muscles flexed as he dried the towel. "You're awake, it's only been an hour."

"Oh?" he said, blinking at his Alpha. "What are you doing?"

"I was..." Harry said, looking between the towel and Draco, "I was going to clean you, so you won't feel sticky all over."

Draco's stomach did a flip, and he smiled. "You love me," he said, stepping forward and his Alpha grinned, showing his sharp fangs as he dropped the towel back in the sink to wrap his hands around Draco's bare waist.

"I do," Harry said, brushing his knuckles over Draco's cheek and shifting closer, "I love you."

"Say it again," he said, and Harry huffed out a chuckle.

"I love you." His Alpha cupped his face, placing a kiss on the Omega's chin. "I love you, Draco."

"I love you," Draco said, lunging to lock his arms around his Alpha. He pressed his lips against him, sucking on his lower lip, humming when Harry took the lead and slipped his tongue in. "I love you," he repeated, knowing just how certain he was when he said it.

They finally broke away, and Draco couldn't stop smiling at Harry. "Now that you're here, should we take a shower together?"

Draco's lower stomach coiled, and he nodded eagerly. Harry only had his boxer on, and he stripped it off quickly, leading the Omega under the shower faucet.

"Are your body still sweating?" Harry asked, his hand placing on Draco's forehead to check his temperature. The Omega shook his head, it had gotten better. "Are you hungry?"

"No, I'm okay," Draco said, hiding a smile as he melted into Harry's touch. His Alpha turned the faucet on, drenching them both and Harry picked up the soap.

When he brought his hands forward, Draco was sure his cheeks turned flushed. Harry had never soaped him up like this, but just the thought of it made Draco's body yearn for it.

"May I?" Harry asked, his voice tentative and Draco nodded, shivering when his Alpha started with his foamy hands on Draco's neck. He trailed down his shoulders and arms, continuing at his waist and up to his chest. When his fingers brushed over Draco's nipples, the Omega let out an involuntary moan.

Harry's pupils dilated, but he kept his hands upward, lathering his collarbone. Draco moved closer, breath turning frantic when Harry's hands snaked around his back.

"Harry," Draco said, almost breathlessly as he felt warm hands on his globes. He dropped his head on his Alpha's shoulder, hands gripping Harry's biceps.

"Should I clean...inside you too?" Harry's voice was quiet, suddenly filled with the same intention as Draco's. The Omega nodded, clinging closer to his Alpha for warmth. Both of their scents had gotten sweeter, thicker, and lingering in the air. His stomach started to clench again, and Draco knew it was back.

"Harry," Draco murmured, his tone trembling when Harry pushed one finger inside. He whined, clawing at Harry's skin, urging him to go deeper, to do more. His Alpha curled his finger, and a needy sound broke out of Draco's throat. "Please, more."

Harry slipped the second and third finger in easily, the slick was already seeping out, wetting his thighs with the water above their heads. The Alpha pushed him back against the tiled wall, it was surprisingly warm and he reckoned Harry had charmed it again.

The Alpha dropped to his knees, and Draco's eyes widened, steadying himself with his hands flattened on the wall when Harry draped the Omega's legs over his shoulders. He returned to his feet, lifting Draco up high in the air as the Omega gasped.

"Harry," he said, but Harry only sent him a sly grin. He was so fucking strong, Draco could melt at his strength. He barely had a second to register before his cock was enveloped with a new heat. "Harry." Draco instantly tugged at his Alpha's hair, whimpering when Harry bobbed his head. "Fuck-yes, yes."

The Omega trembled, locking his thighs around Harry's head as his Alpha worked around his cock, his hand still deep inside Draco's wet and stretched-out hole. He sucked on the cockhead, licking stripes up the length and Draco couldn't hold back the moans he was emitting. He bent his back when the fingertips brushed against his prostate, head falling forward to grab at Harry's hair tighter.

"Alpha," he pleaded, toes curling when Harry grazed his free hand over Draco's nipple, bringing them back to hardness. "I need you, please." His cock twitched in Harry's mouth when his Alpha teased the head with his tongue. It was more than he could bear, being stimulated all over his body. And yet, he still wanted more, he wanted a knot inside him.

"Harry, Harry," he said with ragged breath, "don't-don't tease me." He quivered, moaning obscenely when Harry hollowed his cheeks. His moans were lost in the sound of water, and he tried his best to hold back, but his release was chasing him and not the other way around.

The Alpha looked up at him, his green eyes piercing and it was as if he could sense what Harry was feeling already. He loved Draco. The Omega cried out at the tug at their bond, his heart pounding and his body shaking. Harry curled his fingers, and Draco saw white, coming with a jerk of his body.

Draco slumped back on the wall, his hands falling flat, and he watched as Harry released his cock with a 'pop'. Harry smiled at him, dropping onto his knees again to help Draco stand again. "Can you stand?" Harry asked, standing up to hold Draco still.

The Omega nodded softly, a pleased smile on his lips. "You haven't..." he said, his eyes trailing down to Harry's thick cock poking at him. The Alpha shook his head, pressing his lips over Draco's.

"It's about you," Harry said, hands cradling his face, "I'm taking care of you." Draco's stomach throbbed, and he whined, his Omegan instinct was telling him to please his Alpha, to have his knot.

"Harry, please," Draco said, as the water washed away the soap on his body. He licked into Harry's mouth, feeling a twitch at the Alpha's lips. "I want you, your knot, Alpha."

Harry growled, picking him up in a swift move and carrying him out of the shower. Draco clung to him immediately, nipping at his glands. His body longed for Harry's knot inside him.

Chapter 11: You're Mine 

"Harry! Harry!" Draco cried loudly, mouth agape with his back arched and his legs spread on either side of Harry's head. His Alpha pulled him down by his thighs strongly when the Omega slipped from his tongue. "I want-I want..." he choked on his own words, legs quivering in Harry's grip.

The Alpha was ruthless underneath him, his tongue diving up in Draco's entrance, tasting his slick. Draco was a mix of frustration and pleasure. He was swaying in ecstasy, but he wanted Harry's knot as well. It felt like ages since Harry started, and Draco had come three times, all without his knot, but the Alpha was still focusing on pleasing Draco instead.

"Alpha," he begged, tears slipping from his eyes when Harry stroked his cock that was coming alive again in his hand. "Breed me, pl-please, fuck."

He sucked in a lungful of Harry's heady scent, keening when his abused hole was still licked thoroughly by his Alpha. Harry swirled his tongue inside, grazing over his inner walls and that sensitive spot. His slick had oozed out too much from pleasure, smearing all over his thighs and drenching Harry's chin. Draco's stomach was sticky with his own cum and his knuckles had turned white from gripping the back of the couch.

Draco's stomach stirred with a burning feeling, clenching and he whimpered, biting his lip, close enough to draw blood. He rolled his hips against Harry's mouth, steadying his shaky legs in between his Alpha's face to restrain himself from sitting on Harry's face entirely. Suffocating his own Alpha was the last thing he needed right now.

"I can't-I can't come anymore," he rasped, snapping his hips when Harry spread his globes apart, licking deeper into him. He wailed, a loud and desperate sound, begging to be knotted. "Harry, Alpha-Alpha, please mate me-ah!" He sobbed, stomach rolling when Harry sped up his strokes, his tongue devouring Draco's hole and savouring every last drop of him.

He dropped his head, looking down at Harry underneath him, he threaded his hands into his Alpha's hair, biting his teeth into his lower lip. Harry's eyes twinkled and it was as if he was smiling before he rubbed his thumb over the head of Draco's cock, tongue working nonstop, stroking his abused hole.

"Harry!" The Omega let out a strangled cry, bucking his hips into the air as he came, body shuddering above his Alpha while his climax washed over him like a hurricane. Overwhelming and enveloping him fully. His legs gave out and he collapsed on Harry's chest, breathing heavily. He glanced down, and Harry was staring at him with a smile.

"You just had a dry orgasm," Harry said, and Draco blinked at him, staring at his own stomach. He was right, there was no new cum on his body.

"You wouldn't..." he said, cheeks turning hot as he rolled back to straddle Harry's lap instead. The Alpha sat up, smiling at him and pushing his damp hair behind his ear.

"I want to please you," Harry murmured, kissing his forehead with a soft peck. It had been three days, and all they had done were fucking, sleeping, and dehydrating. They'd eaten as well, but Draco had no appetite, he only wanted to be knotted. Harry had maintained a balance between pleasing Draco, and fucking Draco's soul out of him every day, it was all good to him. "Are you thirsty?"

Draco pouted, yet he nodded anyway. Harry grinned, picking Draco up in his embrace. He knew how needy Draco had gotten, especially in his heat, and he had carried the Omega around everywhere, just to make sure they were always ready to fuck any time Draco wanted it.

Harry let him stand on his feet once they were in the kitchen, and while his Alpha rummaged in the refrigerator for water, Draco turned, noticing the bottle of chocolate syrup near him. An idea sparkled in his mind and he grabbed for it. This should get his Alpha to fuck him thoroughly.

"Here's your...Draco." Harry halted with the cup of water in his hand, his pupils dilating when he saw him. The Omega shrugged, flicking the bottle off the counter, hearing the thud as it fell onto the ground.

"I accidentally spilt it," he said, and Harry's eyes glistened when he smiled at him. His eyes roamed down Draco's body, now trickled with chocolate syrup, running from his neck down to his stomach.

Harry's nostrils flared, and Draco knew it had worked. The Alpha stepped forward, bringing the cup of water to his lips. "Drink up, love." Draco's brows furrowed, but he took the offer anyway, sipping on it. Droplets of water lingered on his lips, and he poked his tongue out, licking it away. The corner of Harry's lips curled up, and the cup disappeared in his hands.

"You know," Harry said, grabbing Draco by the chin and tipping his head up to meet his gaze, "you can just ask, and I'll fuck you, breed you, claim you all over again, Draco." Draco whimpered, nodding softly at the tone his Alpha was using. He wanted this. He wanted Harry to be rough with him, to dominate him fully, he craved this as if he'd die without it. "Words, Omega."

"Yes, please, Alpha," Draco mewled, melting into Harry's grasp on his face. His words were throaty, weak under Harry's Alpha voice.

Harry's lips formed into a wide smile, his sharp fangs appearing as he slammed Draco back against the wall. The Omega let out a sudden whine, exhilaration filling his body in a quick rush when Harry dived in to kiss him. His kisses were fiery, licking into the seam of his lips while his fingers teased Draco's nipples, smearing the chocolate over his skin.

The Omega keened, his voice swallowed whole by Harry. The Alpha pushed his tongue in, planting his power and tugging at his lower lip with his fangs. Draco arched into the touch, slick leaking out of him as pleasure was built in his lower stomach. His hole fluttered at the emptiness and his cock throbbed, hardening again.

Harry's cock was still hard, poking at his skin while the Alpha traced his mouth down Draco's neck. He lapped at the chocolate, sucking bruising marks on his delicate skin, drawing lewd sounds out of Draco with just his touch.

The Alpha glided his arms down Draco's back, hauling him up with his arms under the Omega's knees and his hands grabbing at his globes. Draco snaked his legs around Harry's middle, head tossing back against the wall as the Alpha sucked on his pulse point. Sweats began beading on his forehead, his skin warming up again and his stomach clenched, begging for a knot inside him.

"Fuck-please, Harry, fuck me, knot me," he babbled, words blending with moans and turning incoherent when Harry latched on his nipple. He tugged Harry flushed against him, pleading with his eyes when their gaze met. Harry's eyes were still gentle, loving, and he knew just what Draco desired right now. "I want-I want your fat knot in me, Harry, please."

Harry's eyes seemed to flash with lust, and Draco couldn't hold back the whine that got out of his mouth when he felt the wet head of Harry's cock at his entrance. He pushed back against it, seeking more. His mind turned into a haze, clouding with the thought of being bred again.

"Eager little Omega," Harry said with a sly grin, pushing his cock inside. Draco's mouth was agape, and he felt like he had been robbed of his air when the intrusion breached through his rim, stretching him open. "So desperate for my knot."

"Yes-yes, yours," Draco whined, his nails digging into Harry's chest, over the old and new nail marks on his skin, "I want your knot only, Alpha, my Alpha." His lashes fluttered under the heavy combination of their scents filling the room, making his stomach coil.

Harry kissed him, feverishly, with his cock still making its way into Draco's slicked entrance easily. The Omega squirmed in his embrace, mewling when Harry finally made it all the way in. He could feel the Alpha's cock, thick inside him, pulsating, and it made his skin tingle with bliss.

His Alpha thrusted, setting his pace fast and rough, brushing at his tender nerves and pulling a chant of vulgar noises out of the Omega. Harry sucked a mark under Draco's jaw, licking at the remnant of chocolate while shoving his cock in him. The squelching and slapping sound of skin against skin filled up the room, reverberating along with Harry's throaty grunts and Draco's heavy moans.

"Mine," Harry growled into his ear, fangs nipping at Draco's lobe and the Omega's body trembled with needs, whimpering at the sensation. Draco suddenly had the realisation that it was still in the morning and anyone could hear them, but his thought was replaced by his own urge to chase his release when Harry rammed in faster.

Draco raked his nails down Harry's arms, mesmerised by his muscles, he must have been growing interest in his Alpha's strength for a while now. Harry's lips twitched into a snarl when his nails dug into the Alpha's skin. He lunged forward and captured the Omega's lips again. His cock shoved in with a fervent force, knowing just how to thrust it in, where to stimulate Draco, and just when he would come.

The bond at his heart swelled again, filled with a throbbing adoration and longing. He lifted his face to see Harry's green eyes, saw the hunger in his intense gaze, and the love as well. It was visible, etched in the way his Alpha simply looked at him. It made his blood rush, and the sensation felt like lighting, hitting him blindly to his cock that was flushed between their sweaty bodies.

His legs trembled and his toes curled when Harry's tongue met his scent gland, over the bond mark he had made. It was still sensitive, pulling him back to the moment they had first bonded, and he lamented at the touch.

Harry grabbed at his hair from behind, tugging his head backwards and exposing his bare throat to him. The Omega wailed out loud, desperately as he could feel Harry's cock growing even thicker inside him. They were both close.

The Alpha pumped his hips, fucking up into Draco against the walls while his arms still held the Omega in place. Draco's lips were caught between his lips, and he could feel tears forming in his eyes. His hole was overstimulated, he wanted to come, he needed to, and it almost felt maddening when it was right there, yet he couldn't reach it.

His hands flattened on Harry's sternum, pawing at his flesh while his Alpha wrecked him, tearing his insides apart with his sheer force. He was a defiled, wanton mess, pressed against the hard wall and he was willing to obey his Alpha, to be absolutely ruined by him.

He wanted to be with Harry, to be his mate, to have his pups, and he would be such a good mate. Good. Obedient. Perfect. He felt dizzy when his Omegan instinct crashed over him, rippling through his every fibre and turning him into a puddle of mess.

"You're mine, Draco," Harry said, voice hot in his ear, making the hair on his skin rise, "You belong to me, no one else can have you." Draco nodded frantically, his chest felt full, warming with love. He wept, tears rolling down his cheeks as his Alpha licked them away, peppering him with kisses while still thrusting up into his raw entrance. "And I'll fuck you and claim you over and over until everyone knows just how much you are mine. Mine only."

"Yes-yes, please, Alpha," Draco cried out, and suddenly, it was all too much for him to handle when Harry sank his fangs into their bonded mark, breaking the skin apart again. The Omega shuddered, his cock twitched, and it splattered between them, painting their bodies with his own fluids. Harry followed with a grunt and a few more thrusts before he slowed down, his knot swelling, and Draco felt warmth filling his insides.

His body felt almost light, and the fog had disappeared from his mind as he gazed at Harry with a pleased smile. "I love you," he said, fingers threading into Harry's tousled hair, and the corner of the Alpha's eyes crinkled with delight.

"I love you," Harry said, ghosting his hot breath over Draco's lips, pecking at his mouth with soft kisses to soothe him. He nuzzled at Draco's neck, rubbing his nose against the scent gland and lapping at the mark again. "Did I hurt you?"

"No," Draco said, pressing a kiss over Harry's temple, inhaling his Alpha scent, thick and sweet. "I liked it." He smiled, breathing calmly now.

He revelled in the feeling when Harry bit him, it made him feel...like he belonged to Harry, and there was a sense of possessiveness in him that was proud of that. Harry was his Alpha, and no one else's. He would never look at another Omega the same way he looked at Draco, never treat them the same, never even bat an eye for them. And it went the same way for Draco, even though he was certain there was never any other Alpha except Harry in his mind, it had always been him.

"Should we take another shower?" Harry said, tipping his head up with his hands kneading Draco's arse tenderly.

"Are you going to fuck me against the tiled wall?" Draco asked, and Harry chuckled, nudging his knot deeper into the Omega and pulling a surprised mewl out of him.

"Do you want me to fuck you against the tiled wall?" Harry lifted his brow and leaned closer. "I promised I'd take care of you, right? And I will do whatever you want, Draco."

The Omega hummed, trying to hide his smile but it was no use, forming on his lips freely while his cheeks felt flushed. "Yes, please." Draco was more than happy to be pressed against the cold wall and fucked senseless by his Alpha. His heart pounded in anticipation when Harry turned around, still carrying Draco in his arms as they reached for the staircase, heading to their bathroom.

*

Draco squirmed under Harry's touch, he tugged at the bedsheet, pulling until between his fingers as he watched Harry with heavy lashes. His Alpha was before him on his knees, with Draco's leg over his shoulder. He pressed a kiss on the Omega's ankle, his lips soft and warm. His fingertips grazed over Draco's skin, sliding from his calf to his inner thigh, teasing him with featherlight touches.

His heat was ending soon, he could tell. It'd been six days of sex and nothing but sex. His hole was filled endless every day, and yet still inducing slick whenever his Alpha kissed him. His stomach was no longer in pain of wanting a knot, his body heat had lessened, and he could go back to work tomorrow. However, when he felt the effect Harry left on his skin, all he desired was more, it was Harry.

"Harry," Draco panted, chest rising and falling from the light stimulation. Harry's eyes were fixated on him, but his lips were tracing kisses down the Omega's leg. Tender, loving touches of his mouth, leaving Draco breathless on the bed.

"Yes, love?" Harry's voice was warm, husky and it tugged at Draco's heartstrings, warming him up again. When his lips reached Draco's inner thigh and he scraped his fangs over the sensitive flesh, Draco writhed with a moan. "What do you want?" His body dropped low, crawling over Draco to pepper kisses on his groin. He licked a stripe up Draco's cock, making the Omega whine and bucked his hips off the bed.

"Don't tease me, Harry," Draco whimpered, hands shooting out to grab Harry's shoulders. The Alpha sucked a mark on his lower stomach while his arms were still gliding over the Omega's legs.

"Patient, darling," Harry murmured into his belly, tongue sliding up his chest and lapping around his nipple. The suckling had Draco's back arched off the bed, forming a perfect bow. Slick gushed out of him, soaking the bedsheet once again. Draco stifled a whine, nails planting into Harry's shoulder blades when the Alpha's thumb brushed over his wet entrance.

"Please," he moaned, unable to resist the temptation but Harry was persistent. He lifted his eyes, looking at Harry with a gleam in his eyes, mouth still wrapping around Draco's nipple while the other was brought to hardness by his free hand.

Harry propped himself up on his arms, looking down at Draco, his gaze burning. It was as though he was enthralled by Draco, and all he wanted was to worship, kiss every inch of his body, and bring him pleasure.

His hands roamed over Draco's flanks, his hand rough and calloused but his touches were full of love, and it threatened to blow Draco's heart up.

"You are beautiful," Harry said, painting Draco's cheeks with a rosy colour. "Do you have any idea what you do to me, love?" He leaned down, nosing against the Omega's hairline, pressing kisses over his temple. "Every time you look at me, my heart wants to burst, and I'd gladly explode for you." Draco whimpered, legs drawing up when Harry slipped his finger inside his still loosened hole.

"Your scent fuels me with strength, I feel invincible when you're with me," Harry murmured, pushing the second and third finger inside him easily, drawing out another whine from Draco. "And when we're apart, I feel like a lost man. You're my life, Draco."

"Yes," Draco heaved, rolling his hips along with the push of Harry's fingers while his heart swelled with the sweet words his Alpha was telling him.

"I will do anything to keep you with me, I won't let anyone have you, Draco," he said, and it had sounded like honey in Draco's ear as the Omega nodded wildly. His Alpha was claiming him with words, reminding him just what he was capable of.

"Yes, yes, I'm yours," his moan was completely lewd, and he wrapped his legs around Harry's back, "don't let anyone have me, I-I want you, Harry, only you." The low growl rumbling through the Alpha's chest and escaping his throat was resounding as he pulled his fingers out. Draco keened, his hole fluttering at nothing. "F-fuck me, Alpha, please." He chewed on his lower lip, eyes seeking the hard, thick cock of his Alpha. It was red at the tip, leaking precum that Draco loved tasting, and it twitched at his gaze.

Harry hovered over him, latching his lips over Draco's pulse point. The Omega wailed, baring his throat to his Alpha, his mouth dropped open in bliss when he felt the tip of his cock at the entrance, nudging inside him.

"Harry, Harry-..." Draco called out in a desperate tone, his body warming and gathering beads of sweat on his skin. He sought the heat of his Alpha, hands gliding up and down Harry's sides, hips pushing against the length that was inside him. "Touch me, please."

Harry's smile was subtle, and he glanced up at Draco, nipping at his jawline. "I am, Draco," he said, fingers flicking at Draco's nipples and the Omega whimpered, biting at his bottom lip.

"Fuck me, Harry," he said with ragged breaths, inhaling sharply when he felt Harry's groin against his behind. He was filled to the root. Draco cradled Harry's face, pulling him closer and kissing his Alpha. Harry groaned into the kiss, hips moving slowly as he began thrusting inside him.

His whine was muffled, still a helpless sound as it disappeared between their kisses. Their bodies were flushed together, damp with sweats and burning with heat. Outside, the stars were illuminating the night sky with the moon, painting it like a magnificent drawing, and the wind gushed into the room, hitting the curtains, easing the temperature inside the room.

Harry's thrusts were slow and deep, each shove stroked at his prostate with ease. His Alpha knew his body inside out, he knew just where to make his Omega squirm, to make him moan at just the right pitch, and to make him come so hard his vision turned white.

Draco gasped for breath when Harry's lips left him only to kiss his neck instead. The Omega drew his fingers down Harry's arms, gripping tightly when Harry rammed into him at his prostate. Draco let out a wanton moan, his heels digging into the small of his Alpha's back and he lowered his chin, trying to search for Harry's lips again.

His Alpha seemed to understand him just as quick, and he wasn't sure whether it was because of their bond, or Harry just knew what he wanted. Perhaps it was both. He licked into Draco's mouth, slipping his tongue in, meeting the Omega's moan with a guttural groan of his own.

"Hmmph, Al-Alpha..." Draco choked out the words, lips grazing over Harry's as the Alpha hastened his pace, shoving feverishly into him. "Fuck! Yes-yes," he whined, throat baring for his Alpha to suckle on and hips rolling in a rhythm with Harry's thrusts. "Ah-claim me, Harry, claim me, please."

Harry pounded into him, arms snaking around the Omega's waist to lift half of his body off the bed. The change of angle had Draco crying in euphoria, eyes fluttering as he tried to keep them open, looking at his Alpha as he clutched at Harry's steady chest.

"I will take care of you, Draco," Harry murmured, his voice blazing, and it rushed straight down Draco's cock that was pressed between their bodies. "I will be a good Alpha for you, Draco, a good father to our pups, I will give you everything you want, I'll give you the world, give you everything you desire." Harry breathed hotly into his neck and Draco whined, loud and obscenely as he nodded desperately.

Draco knew what Harry said was purely the truth, as the bond in his heart tingled with delight, and it sent a warmth from his head to his toes, filling him with pleasure as his own release was coming closer to him. Harry thrusted into him, hips pumping, and he nosed at his scent gland. "And I'll fuck you and claim you over and over, until you have our pups."

"Yes, please, please, Alpha, give me-," he whimpered, drawing a hint of blood when he raked his nails over Harry's chest, "Please, I-I want to be bred and have your pups, Harry, yes." He lost his coherence and babbled a chant of lewd noises, begging for his Alpha's fat knot again.

"I love you, Draco," Harry said, lapping over his collarbone and fucking into him deeper, "my beautiful Omega, I love you." The words flowed in his ear like a song, and it was the end for him when Harry buried his fangs into his flesh. The Omega cried out, his sight turned hazy, and his ears were ringing. He came furiously between them, body jerking in pleasure.

"Bite me," Harry said suddenly, and it brought Draco back as he stared at his Alpha. "I know it's not traditional, or possible for an Omega to bond with an Alpha back, but I want you to do it." He tipped his head up, lips red with Draco's blood. "I want you to know I belong to you just as much as you belong to me, Draco. No one can take you away from me, and no one will take me away from you."

Draco was simply stunned by his Alpha's words, tears streaming down his cheeks. He kissed Harry, sucking the metal taste away from his lips and nodding. "Yes, yes, Harry." He trailed his lips down Harry's neck and whimpered when his Alpha was still fucking into him at a steady pace. Draco's fangs weren't as sharp and big as Alphas, but he wanted to do it as well.

He parted his lips, inhaling in Harry's warm scent and sinking his teeth in. The growl Harry made was hoarse and reverberating, his cock pulsating inside Draco, and with a few final thrusts inside, his Alpha was coming inside him, his body spasming while his knot swelled. Draco lapped at the wound, tipping his head up to look at his Alpha, heart tingling. "I love you, Harry, I love you," he said, cupping Harry's face as his Alpha smiled, leaning his damp forehead against Draco's.

"I love you, so much," he whispered, rolling over to the side, holding Draco close to him as he cradled his face. "I want to ask you something, Draco.

"Yeah? What is it?" Draco asked, melting into Harry's touch on his face. Harry smiled at him, thumb brushing over Draco's plump lips.

"Do you want to move in with me?"

"What?" Draco's eyes widened with shock, and he stilled himself, blinking rapidly at his Alpha.

"Er, I know it's fast," Harry said, chuckling, "but I feel like I might die without your presence every second of the day."

Draco's stomach fluttered, and he pressed his lips together, nodding with a smile. "Yes, of course, I will move in with you." He knew it was fast, but they'd already bonded, and they were true mates after all, there was no hesitance inside him, he even wanted them to get married right now if they could.

The bond in him tugged at his heart, and Draco smiled into the kiss that Harry gave him. It was slow and languid, just the two of them enjoying the possibility of their new future together. Draco couldn't believe he could be happier than this moment right now.

Chapter 12: May I Have This Dance? 

December 7th, 2000

Harry closed the file on the table with a groan, watching from the corner of his eye as the wizard was released from his chains. There was a hand on his shoulder as he looked up.

"Hey, it's okay," Ron said, tapping his back with a sigh. "He managed to slip this time, but we'll get him next time. Scums like him can't get away twice."

"I know," Harry said, standing up and grabbing his bag. The wizard had been freed of his crime with not enough evidence to prove him guilty, but Harry knew that vicious Alpha had killed his own mate only to bond with another with force. He was pissed with himself when he couldn't put that piece of trash in Azkaban.

"Come on, let's go back, we have some planning to do," Ron called out to him, opening the door. They both exited their office and headed to the Floo, they had a long day to come.

When Harry walked through the flame and into his living room, it was as though his mood was lifted when he saw his own mate. Draco was sitting on the couch, discussing something with Pansy and Hermione while Ginny sipped on her mug of tea.

"I'm home, love," he said, and everyone looked up at him.

"Oh, hi there, sweetie," Pansy cooed, sending a wink at him.

"How's your day, cute muffin?" Ginny chimed in, cackling with Pansy while Hermione smiled at him.

"I was talking to Draco," Harry said, and the girls rolled their eyes.

"We know."

"Hi, honey," Draco said, standing up and smiling at him. He was beautiful, his mate was simply beautiful. Harry exhaled softly, pulling the Omega in a tight hug. He seemed to pick up his scent, and Draco's voice was quiet, careful. "Harry, did something happen at work?"

The Alpha was quiet, nuzzling his nose against his mate's scent gland, feeling better instantly. He was frustrated before, but when Draco smiled at him, held him close and talked in his sweet voice of his, all of Harry's distress was gone.

"A lot," Ron said from behind them as he appeared through the Floo. "This Alpha killed his own mate. That Omega? He was forced on that bond when he was sixteen. So, we're sure he did it to claim a bond on another one, we just don't have enough proofs."

"That's some sick fuck," Pansy snarled, the corner of her lips twitched at the description.

"I know," Ron said, sighing loudly and slouching down on the couch next to Ginny, glancing at the papers on the table. "How is it going with planning the proposal?" he asked, and the girls were immersed in a deep conversation to tell Ron what was going on. Ginny was prepared to propose to Luna, they had bonded, but Ginny wanted them to be together in every way possible.

"Harry," Draco said into his ear, his voice gentle as he rubbed circles over the Alpha's back, "do you want to lie down?" Harry let out a croon and buried his face deeper in the crook of his mate's neck. "Okay, come here." He reached for Harry's hand and led him to the big couch. Draco sat down first and tapped on his thighs as Harry stared at him. "Lie down, Harry."

The Alpha's heart tinkled with delight as he immediately positioned himself to rest his head on his Omega's lap. The couch was big enough for the two of them, as the girls and Ron were occupied over the other chairs.

"Someone looks like a hurt Crup today," Pansy said, and Harry could hear the tease in her tone.

"Shut up, Pansy," Draco said, his lips curling up, "where were we?"

"We were talking about where to do it," Hermione said, splaying the pictures all over the table. "The Quidditch field is nice, it's where they had their first kiss, but Pansy said it'd be a good idea to do it at the Burrow, Luna wouldn't expect it. And the third option, at their own place."

"You know, why don't you just propose at someplace extravagant?" Ron added, and the girls looked at him with a surprised gaze. "What?...Blaise proposed to me there, I..."

"Luna isn't one to prefer the extravagant things, that won't do," Draco said, his hands weaving into Harry's hair as the Alpha breathed out in relief. His fingers massaged his scalp softly, drawing a smile from the Alpha. His touch, his scent and just his presence were all soothing for Harry. Draco was special and precious to him, and after witnessing what had happened today at work, he'd never do such a thing to his mate, ever.

"Draco," Harry said, glancing up at Draco as his mate looked at him with a smile.

"What is it, Harry?" he said, and Harry took Draco's free hand to his lips, kissing each knuckle softly as a blush rose on his Omega's cheeks.

"I'll protect you," he said into the palm of his mate's hand, "I will always protect you, Draco, I'll never let anyone hurt you."

Draco's eyes gleamed, a smile stretched wider on his lips, and he nodded, leaning down closer to the Alpha. "I know, Harry, I know you'll protect me," he murmured against his lips, then placing a languid kiss on his mouth while their hands interlaced with each other. "You won't lose me, Harry, I'm here."

The Alpha swallowed, taking in his reassuring words and with his hand at the back of Draco's nape, pushing him deeper in the kiss. He'd do anything to protect his mate, and that was a promise to Draco and to himself.

"Hey," Ginny exclaimed, and Draco tore his lips away from Harry's, glancing at the girls with a grin, "I'm in a crisis here, I still don't know where to propose my lovely mate?"

"Sorry," Harry said, grinning at the girls before looking back at his Omega.

"Right, let's continue," Draco said, glancing down and darting his tongue out to lick his lips. Harry snaked his arms around Draco's waist, pressing his face closer to the scent of his mate, filling his heart with glee. Draco was still running his hand into Harry's hair while discussing with the girls, and it was calming Harry more than he could say.

"Should I borrow one of Charlie's dragons?" Ginny hummed, but Harry couldn't focus on anything else but the scent of his Omega, sweet and strong, making his nostrils flare and the bond in him tingle. "You know, for effect. I'll be riding on the dragon, flying down to her while fireworks explode in the sky, how about that? Is that too much?"

"Just a tad," Draco said with a smile, squeezing their locked hands when Harry kissed the back of his palm. Harry let his eyes droop, and soon enough, he dozed off to sleep in his mate's lap, warm and absolutely content.

*

January 1st, 2001

"Welcome to the family, Draco," Molly said with a bright smile, squeezing Draco tight in her embrace. She pulled away and cupped his face warmly. "I can't believe Harry hid you all this time from us, you're such a delight, sweetheart."

"Thank you, Molly," he said, and she sighed as she pushed a strand of hair behind his ear in a loving way. "I'm happy that you want me here."

"Of course, Draco, you're a part of us now," Molly said, turning to Ron with a slight frown, "Ron, bring all the desserts out, dear."

"Mum, why can't Charlie do it? He's just sitting there telling dragon stories to Teddy," Ron said, gesturing to the corner of the living room.

"Because Teddy's smiling for once, Ron, dear," Molly said, sighing. Draco glanced at his cousin, a smile on his lips, it was the first time he had seen Teddy smiling so bright. There was a wave of reassurance coursed through him, perhaps Charlie might be good for him.

"I'll get it, it's okay, Molly," Blaise said, appearing from behind Ron with a kiss on the Omega's hair. Ron's lips formed into a mischievous grin and followed his husband. Draco was glad that Ron had found his own Alpha, he deserved it.

Molly looked back at Draco, smiling. "You look absolutely dashing, dear," she said, and Draco glanced down at his own Weasley sweater, green with a golden letter 'D' embedded in the middle. He loved it, and he had to admit that he had almost cried earlier when Molly gave it to him.

"Honey? Where's the Muggle CD Player I just got last week?" Arthur rushed forward, a big smile plastered on his face and sweats on his forehead.

"Ah, I have to go, excuse me, dear," Molly said, tapping his shoulder before she scurried away with Arthur.

Draco smiled, retreating to lean on the banister. The Burrow was so different from his own Manor, it was...cosier, louder, fun. Ginny and Luna were standing near the Floo, still basking in the joy of being newly engaged. Hermione was in the corner of the room, carrying Victoire in her arms while talking to Fleur. In the kitchen, Blaise was sneaking bits and pieces of the desserts for Ron as if no one noticed them.

He gasped slightly when a pair of arms slipped around his waist, a chin on his shoulder and the musky scent of his mate. "Harry," he said, smiling as he let his head drop back on the Alpha's shoulder to look at him. "Where have you been?"

"Look what I found," Harry said, opening the palm of his hand to reveal a paper bird before Draco. The Omega realised what it was immediately, unfolding it and smiling at the small drawing that he had done in their Third Year. It was supposed to be taunting for Harry when he drew him being struck by lightning during Quidditch, he felt a slight shame in his stomach.

"I was so mean, wasn't I?" Draco chuckled, brushing his thumb over the drawing.

"No, not really," Harry said, pressing his cheek against Draco's, "you doodled about me in class." He snorted, making Draco roll his eyes. "You're obsessed with me."

"I was not," he huffed.

"You made a cute little drawing of me," Harry said, murmuring in his ear, "instead of studying."

Draco stifled the smile, pressing his lips together as he tipped his chin up. "Perhaps I was...a little, not as much as you, though." He glanced at Harry, who was staring at him with a confused look. "You followed me around all the time too, don't think that I didn't know."

"But I-..."

"Are we talking about how you two are obsessed with each other back in Hogwarts?" Ron chimed in, approaching them with Blaise next to him, a smirk on his lips.

"That's going to be a long list," Blaise said, and Ron cackled loudly next to his mate.

"I found it!" came Arthur's voice, they all turned to see him in the middle of the living room, plugging the Muggle player in. "I was thinking we could celebrate with some music, for my daughter's engagement with her fiancée. Ginny, Luna?" He hit the button and the music started playing.

It was a slowed song, and it resounded around the room. Ginny took Luna's hand, leading her to the middle of the room as they began dancing to the rhythm. They looked beautiful together. Draco recognised the song, it was 'The Way You Look Tonight', Harry would put it on along with other songs whenever he cooked. And he would always look at Draco when he sang the lyrics, Draco ended up blushing every time. He also found a new fascination for Muggle music as well, just because Harry always played it out loud in their home.

"We never got the chance to dance," Harry said, pulling Draco's attention back to him. "Even in the Yule Ball."

"I wouldn't want to dance with you in Yule Ball, Harry, I fear for the faith of my feet," Draco said, and Harry chuckled loudly, squeezing his waist tighter.

"I'm a better dancer now, I promise," Harry said into his ear, his voice warm and sweet. "May I have this dance, Draco?"

The Omega pursed his lips, nodding softly. "Yes, you may." Harry smiled, releasing him from behind to take his hand. Draco rested his hand on Harry's shoulder as he felt the Alpha's arm on the small of his back. They stepped closer together and Draco let himself be lost in the music and Harry's eyes.

It felt as if they were the only two people in the room. Draco was surrounded by Harry's scent only, filling his senses and tickling the bond in him. His lips curled up to form a smile when Harry swayed him around before pulling him flush against his chest. His Alpha's eyes, green and deep as he felt bare, exposed to his intense gaze. It felt like only Harry could see through him, understand him, feel what he felt. And he only found himself wanting more. To lose himself in Harry's love, was something he was willing to do over and over again. Harry was his everything, and there was not a thing he wouldn't do for his mate, his Alpha.

Harry suddenly let out a breath, pushing Draco's hair behind his ear and smiling. "You're so beautiful," he said, and it made Draco's heart pound in his chest. "I want to get married to you," Harry said, drawing a stunned expression on the Omega's face. "Someday, I'll propose to you."

Draco's lips trembled, and he tried his best not to break into tears right here. "You want us to get married?"

"Yeah, definitely," Harry said, leaning his forehead against Draco as he murmured. "I want to walk down the aisle with you, say our vows, and put the ring on your finger, and kiss you." He pressed a kiss on Draco's quivering lips, adding, "I want us to be together in every way as well."

"Yes," Draco said, failing as a tear slipped off his eyes and rolled down his cheek. Harry placed a kiss over the tear, and the Omega melted into his touch, breath hitching. "Yes, I'll marry you."

"Er, I don't have a ring yet-..."

"I don't care, I don't," Draco said, wrapping his arms around Harry's neck, "I'll marry you, Harry."

Harry grinned, the gleam in his eyes twinkled and he leaned closer, kissing Draco softly. "We'll get engaged, and we'll get married, Draco. We will." Draco stifled a cry, nodding and kissing Harry deeper with his hands around his Alpha's face. He was so happy he was sure he could faint right now. His chest warmed, and his skin prickled with elation. They would be a family soon, and there was nothing Draco wanted more right now for them.

Chapter 13: Breed Me, Alpha 

March 29th, 2002

It was the light shining through the window that woke Draco up from his sleep. He shifted, rolling over on the other side, burying his face into Harry's chest. It was cold today, and he sought warmth from his mate. Harry's croon rumbled inside his chest, and he tucked Draco closer between his arms.

"Fuck," Harry grumbled when the little clock on the table next to their bed rang loudly, buzzing on the wooden surface. Draco could feel his Alpha flicking his wrist tiredly as the sound came to a stop. Harry nuzzled into Draco's hair, breathing steadily again.

"Harry," Draco said, his voice muffled as he spoke into his chest, "we need to wake up."

"Five more minutes," Harry said, tangling their legs together under the blanket. "You're so warm, baby, I want to snuggle with you, just a little more." His voice turned throaty, and he pushed his crotch against Draco, making the Omega snicker.

"We'll be late," he said, and they had learned it the hard way when Harry ended up arriving late to a mission just because he needed an hour for his knot to deflate. They had tried to refrain from having late morning sex since then. "We're always late."

"We won't," Harry murmured, his lips meeting the skin on Draco's neck, trailing soft kisses there, "we'll be on time this time."

Draco held back a whimper, arching back into Harry's hands that were finding their way to his chest anyway. It was always hard to resist Harry, he could never do it.

"Harry," he said, breathlessly when Harry slipped his hands under his sweater.

"Guys! You in here?"

Harry growled, sighing into Draco's collarbone when they heard Ron's voice echoing from outside the room.

"Come on now," Draco said, smiling as he sat up, propping himself on his arms. Harry rolled on his back, and the blanket was pulled down to his crotch, revealing just a bit of the skin that led down to his huge bulge that was tenting under the blanket. Draco bit his lower lip, hiding his blush. Every morning.

"How come you're still so beautiful when you just woke up?" Harry said, folding his arms under his head as he watched Draco. The Alpha's eyes gleamed and Draco bent down, giving his husband a peck on his lips.

"How come you're still saying this every morning when we woke up?"

"Because it's true," Harry said, and Draco chuckled, slipping off the bed. "Sometimes I can't believe we're bonded, and married, forever."

Draco turned around, gazing at his husband with a smile. He could not understand it sometimes as well, perhaps he was just blessed like that. "Are you trying to tempt me back to bed, Harry?"

"Is it working?" Harry asked, his fangs showing when he grinned.

"It'll work when you get ready for work," Draco said, tugging the blanket completely off Harry. He gripped tightly at the sheet; regretting having done that. Now Harry's bare body was on full display, and he was hard, clearly.

"I'm going out first," Draco said, winking at his mate as he slid out of the room after getting dressed. He had managed to brush his teeth and clean himself properly, putting on his Healer robes before walking down the staircase, seeing a red head in the kitchen when he came down. However, Ron wasn't alone. "Hey, what are you two doing here?"

"Making sure you are going to work on time," Ron said, chewing a mouthful of muffin. Theo was next to him, fiddling with a glass of white wine in his hand.

Draco smiled, rolling his eyes. "We will not be late again, Ron. And isn't it a bit too early for alcohol, Theo?" He gestured and the Omega shrugged with a smile.

"Never too late to indulge in some fun, I need some alcohol first before I deal with Alphas today," Theo said, swirling the wine in the glass before taking a sip. "You don't know how annoying they can be sometimes."

"How?" Ron lifted an eyebrow, and Theo sent him a sly grin.

"Well, for instance, your brother, Georgie, has a kink for-..."

"Oh, no, no, no, no," Ron said, waving his hands in the air to stop Theo from continuing. "I don't want to hear about my own brother in bed, no, don't you dare. And calling him Georgie...no, I-I don't want to know more."

"You asked for it, darling," Theo said, squinting at him with a smirk.

"Where's Harry?" Ron asked and Draco gestured at the staircase.

"He'll be down in a few minutes," he said, turning around to make coffee with a flick of his wand. "Theo, you haven't told me why you're here."

"Just for the fun," Theo said, spinning around on his own stool. "I was at Blaise and Ron's place earlier, I tagged along."

"He walked in on us," Ron said, rubbing his temples with a groan, "it was embarrassing."

"You two were literally fucking in the kitchen, it's not like I broke into your bedroom on purpose with a camera and a basket of food to watch and eat like some pervert," Theo said, cackling as he smacked Ron's back. "I was just trying to deliver Luna's muffin to your place. I was at Ginny and Luna's house before that. Who knew Blaise was bending Ron over the table while Ron screa-..."

"Theo, I get it," Draco said, smiling and pressing his lips in a thin line. He poured himself a cup of coffee and sipped on it, feeling energised instantly. "And what happened after that?"

"I sat in the living room for half an hour to wait for them to be ready, what do you think?" Theo scoffed, and Draco tried to hide his smile behind his mug when Ron turned flushing red before him.

"Hi, guys," Harry said, rubbing his eyes as he entered the kitchen. He had put on his Auror robes, and Draco found a slight wave of arousal when he saw the wand holster around Harry's hips and his black leather harness wrapped snuggly around his Alpha's body. He diverted his eyes away; his mate was just too charming sometimes. "Hi." Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's waist from behind, pressing a kiss on the nape of his neck, over the mark Harry had bitten last night.

"Hi," Draco said, turning his face sideways to meet Harry halfway for a kiss. "Coffee?" he murmured, and Harry nodded, slipping his tongue inside, as if to actually taste the coffee on from Draco.

"Oh, this is like Blaise and Ron's place all over again," Theo said, faking a cough as Draco pulled away from the kiss with a smile. "Are you done?"

"Not quite," Harry said, grinning as Ron glanced down at his watch.

"Oh, looks like it's time to go," he said, getting off his seat and grabbing his bag. "Harry? Come on."

"I'm right behind you," Harry said, turning to give Draco another quick kiss on his lips. "I love you."

"I love you, be safe," Draco said, and Harry nodded at him before rushing to the Floo, disappearing into the green blazing flame.

When he turned back to look at Theo, the Omega was staring at him with a visible smirk on his lips. "What?"

"I have a question," Theo said, placing his wine glass back on the countertop as he leaned forward. "You and Harry are married for...what? More than half a year now, right?" Draco nodded and Theo continued, "Then why are you not having pups already? Wouldn't it be like...the first thing you jump at when you bonded? I know a lot of Alphas and Omegas that even have kids before they bonded."

Draco swallowed at his blunt question, but Theo was never one to be shy at that. He exhaled softly, cupping his mug. "We had a talk about it before our wedding," he said, their wedding was just six months ago, and they had stayed up throughout the night just to discuss what their future would look like for them. "We agreed that we're still too young, Harry's still an Auror, he's still having dangerous missions every day, and I still need to focus on my job. That's why I'm still using birth control every time we do it."

"But," Theo said, holding his hand up in the air with furrowed brows, "Harry's going to keep being an Auror, right?"

"Yeah."

"And you'll keep being a Healer?"

"Yeah."

"Then when are you going to keep postponing it?" Theo asked, and the realisation struck Draco a bit too hard. He was right, Harry would keep being an Auror, and Draco would still be focused on his job. What were they afraid of? "It doesn't make sense to me. Look at Ginny and Luna, as soon as they got married, Luna was pregnant right away. And Ginny's still pursuing her career as a professional Quidditch player, Luna is still doing a brilliant job managing the Quibbler, their pups are healthy and growing anyway."

"I..." Draco said, finding himself speechless on what to say.

"You two both want to have pups, right?" Theo asked, and Draco nodded. Of course they wanted pups, it was all they could talk about during their heats and ruts, but since they had talked about it, Draco didn't think about it much after that. "Then what's stopping you?"

"I...don't know," Draco said, breathing out exasperatedly and Theo smiled at him, placing his small hand atop Draco's. "Maybe I should have another talk with him."

"Perhaps, I know he wants it as well," Theo said, retreating his hand and rummaging into his bag. "Anyway, guess what I got."

"Is it another courting gift from an Alpha?"

"Who else?" Theo rolled his eyes, pulling out a Muggle camera and displaying it before Draco's eyes as he gasped. "Colin Creevey," he said as he handed Draco the small camera, "Muggle digital camera. He expressed that he wanted to use this camera with me. Who knows he's someone with a fascination for filming sex tapes?"

"He gave you this?" Draco asked, and Theo nodded with a pleased smile. The Omega always had a way with the Alphas, Draco respected him for that. "How do we use it?"

"He taught me how," Theo said, and Draco gave the camera back to him. The Omega gasped, looking at Draco with a twinkle in his eyes. "I have an idea."

Draco squinted his eyes, suspicion filled his guts. It was one of Theo's mischievous looks, and it wasn't always good. "What do you have in mind?"

"I happen to design a new type of lingerie recently," Theo said, grinning with the camera tucked under his chin. "How about...you put them on, I take pictures of you, we print it out and you can send it to Harry?"

"Send it to Harry?"

"Yeah, to his office, rile him up a bit," Theo said, grabbing Draco's hand immediately, "come on, Draco. Seduce your Alpha a little, this will definitely be crazy. Don't you want to be naughty to him?"

Draco stifled a laugh, but considered it at the same time. Theo made a fair point, it was tempting to seduce Harry. And it wouldn't cause any harm, would it?

"Okay, okay, fine," Draco said, and that earned a loud and high squeal from Theo. "Let's do it."

"You won't regret it," Theo said, pulling the undergarments from inside his bag as well. "I have the lingerie right here." Draco rolled his eyes, chuckling as he took the thin and laced fabric from his hands.

"This better be worth it, Theo."

*

"You actually sent him that?" Katie asked with her mouth opened wide, the doughnut squeezed between her fingers in the air. "And your scent all over the envelope?"

"Yeah," Draco said, hiding his blush as he took a bite of his own jam doughnut. Theo had convinced him to do all of that, and he, surprisingly, had listened to his absurd idea. He couldn't imagine how Harry would react when he saw the pictures. "Should I not have done that?"

"No, no, that's crazy, but I dig that," Katie said, sending him a wink with a large grin on her face. "You got to let loose a little, make your Alpha go feral, things like that."

"Why do I always catch the two of you gossiping?" Padma said, a sigh followed as she approached them with a cup of hot tea in her hands. "What are you talking about now?"

"Draco sent nudes to Harry."

"What?"

"Katie," Draco gasped when Padma stared at him. "Padma, it's not like that. I still wear clothes." He tried to explain it to her, waving his hands in the air. "Well, in one picture, I didn't...but it's leaning more to the artistic aspect than just being nudes. It's not nudes."

"Basically, aesthetically pleasing looking nudes," Katie grinned and Draco rolled his eyes. She wasn't totally wrong.

"Wow," Padma said, smiling at him, "have you thought of the consequences of that yet?"

"What consequences?"

"Maybe distracting him in a mission, or his colleagues could see," Padma said, listing out the possibilities, "even sending him to an early rut."

"Early rut, how could that be?" Katie asked, she was as confused as Draco. "They're already bonded."

"It's rare, but it's not impossible," Padma explained, sipping on her tea, "things like that could easily trigger an Alpha, when he becomes too aroused. Under many circumstances, it could still happen, I've heard about it."

"That's..." he stuttered, looking between the Betas, "not going to happen...right?"

"It's rare, it probably won't happen." Katie squeezed his shoulder to reassure him, and Draco nodded. Harry's rut wouldn't happen until at least another month, just a few slightly erotic pictures couldn't possibly induce it.

"Hey, Draco!" The Omega turned around to see Wiggins rushing to him frantically. He finally came to a stop, hands on his knees as he panted for air.

"What's wrong?" Padma asked, and Wiggins held up a hand in the air, asking for them to wait.

"H-Ha..." he panted, sucking in deep breaths to calm himself. "Harry..."

"Harry?" Draco stepped forward; a tug of anxiety coursed through him. "What's wrong with him? What happened? Is he okay?"

"He..." Wiggins groaned, finally standing up straight with his hands on his hips. "He's gone into rut."

"What?" Draco exclaimed, eyes wide as he exchanged a look with Katie and Padma. It couldn't fucking be. "He is? How come?"

"I don't know, I was talking over the Floo with Terry," Wiggins said, rubbing over his chest, "and suddenly everyone was panicking around him. He told me Harry's in rut, and asked me to call you over there. You need to bring him home."

"Okay," he said, grabbing his bag that was on his chair and slinging it over his shoulder. "I'll go. Padma, Katie-..."

"We got it here, don't worry," Padma said, and Katie nodded along, waving her hand at him. He turned on his heels and scurried to the Floo.

When he arrived at the hallway of the Auror Department, he could see where the crowd was gathering. They all stood outside the door, and Draco could smell his Alpha's scent from a few feet away. It was strong and spreading already.

"Draco," Ron called when Draco walked to them. He glanced at the locked door and Ron sighed. "So I suspect you know what happened?" Draco nodded and Ron added, "What did you send him that made him go into rut instantly like that?"

"It's Theo's idea," Draco said, shaking his hand with a guilty smile. "I didn't think it'd..."

"It's okay," Ron said, and Terry stepped forward with his hand on Draco's shoulder.

"We had to lock the door," Terry said, "to ensure that he won't hurt anyone." The Omega flinched when there was a loud bang against the door from inside, Harry knew he was here already.

"Thank you," he said, glancing at the hand on his clothed flesh, "but, I think you should know your boundaries, Terry. You already got your nose broken once." The Alpha jerked his hand away, realising the mistake he had done.

"Shit, I'm sorry."

Draco smiled and stepped forward, feeling the magic that was surrounding the door, and the scent of his Alpha flowing outside, filling his senses with arousal.

"All right, go, nothing to see here," Ron said, urging all the other Aurors to go. Draco gave Ron a smile before everyone left the hallway. He unlocked the door, opening it with a slight creak.

Draco stepped into the room carefully after closing the door, it was dark and quiet inside. He could smell Harry clearly here, but he didn't know where he was. In a quick second, he was slammed up against the wooden door, his hands pinned above his head. The Omega gasped, yet no fear was detected in his body. On the contrary, a gush of slick seeped out of him from the pure arousal that he was sensing.

"Harry, it's me," he purred, his voice sweet like honey as the grip around his wrists softened immediately.

"Boot," his mate snarled, anger filled his voice when he leaned into the Omega's shoulder, but Draco retracted his hands from his Alpha's grip and cradled his face in the dark.

"He wasn't doing anything," he said, mewling softly when Harry scented Draco again, marking his territory. "It's me, I'm here, I'm your Omega." He let Harry bury his nose in his gland, nuzzling at his mark. He shrugged off his robes, hearing the soft rustle when it fell to the ground and unbuttoning his own shirt when Harry began rutting against his leg. It wasn't the first time he had been with Harry in his rut, he knew exactly what his Alpha was asking for.

"Hey now, I'm right here with you, Harry," he cooed when Harry let out a frustrated groan in his chest. Soothing Harry by his own pheromones, Draco could feel his Alpha's arousal increasing by the second. "You can have me, breed me with your pups, Alpha."

The snarl Harry made was purely of his Alphan instinct, raw and resounding in the room as his hands tore at Draco's clothes. His trousers were shredded apart and dropped to the ground, pooling around his ankles. The Omega purred, arms clinging to his Alpha while he felt hands roaming over his body, warming his flesh everywhere he touched.

Harry kissed him in a feverish, hurried manner, fangs scraping at his lips and tongue slithering into his mouth. His Alpha was always more aggressive during his rut, he had remembered how many bruises he had received in Harry's rut, but he'd loved each and every time, aroused by the way his mate pressed him down and fucked him raw. He had even found himself wanting more, it was simply insatiable, like he was in heat himself.

"Alpha," he murmured, mewling when Harry's hand found his warm, bare flesh. "Harry, Harry," he cooed, drawing out low growls from his Alpha, "bend me over the table and breed me, Alpha, please." Harry snarled, sucking at his scent glands while picking him up in his arms.

When Harry let him down, Draco was spun around and pressed over the wooden table, his chest coming in contact with the cool surface. He hissed softly, legs shaking when Harry rutted against his entrance through his clothed crotch.

The Omega moaned, hands reaching behind himself to grasp at his Alpha, seeking friction. "F-fuck me, Harry, please." He heard the rustling of belts and zippers before the thud of his trousers met the ground. "Yes, please, I..." he said, words caught in his throat when he felt his wet cock pressing at his hole. His white-knuckled grips were tight on the edge of the table as Harry began pushing in. "Y-yes, fuck, more, Alpha."

His whimper was answered by the rough thrust of Harry's cock, burying himself to the hilt instantly. The Omega cried out, craning his neck to see his Alpha from behind him. Harry was a mess, sweats running down his skin, his hair tousled and clung to his skin. His muscles flexed as he focused on thrusting. And he looked hungry with lust in his eyes. His mate simply looked enthralling.

His Alpha grabbed hold of his wrists, pulling him back by his arms and making the Omega arch his back. Draco's cry was deafening and desperate. "Alpha, please," he pleaded, toes curling over the carpet, "fuck, I love the way you make me feel." Harry growled, ramming in with a brutal force into Draco's hole, his prostate was stimulated with every thrust. "Give-give me your big, fat knot, Harry. Fill me up."

His Alpha was only letting out quiet grunts, his breathing sharp and he was merciless. He folded Draco's arms against his back, and the Omega wailed, head falling forward on the table again as he felt pleasure building in his stomach like a hurricane. Coming in huge and never-ending waves, it made his head daze.

"Alpha," he heaved, rolling his shoulders back when he felt Harry's breath against his skin, hot and overpowering him. "Claim me, Alpha, please." It was almost too much for his body to take. Harry kept ramming in, rough and short thrusts at his prostate, pulling out helpless whines from Draco.

The Omega clenched his entrance, his body quivering as he came in thick spurts over the carpeted floor. He went limped on the table, and Harry released his hands, pulling himself out and Draco whimpered at the emptiness.

"Roll over," Harry's Alpha voice was deep and commanding, his scent pungent, filling Draco's mind. The Omega was meek to his Alpha's desire, turning on his back as he panted, glancing up at his Alpha with glassy eyes.

"Your-your knot...please," Draco said, his body had gone boneless, but Harry had yet to come, his cock was still an angry red colour, leaking precum at the tip, glistening with Draco's slick around his length. He swallowed, knowing just how much Harry would fuck him before he finally knotted inside him. "Alpha, please?" he begged, purring quietly and watching the expression on Harry's face softened.

"I want your knot so much, Harry," he coaxed, spreading his legs apart, fingers teasing his own rim while he presented himself to his Alpha. Under Harry's intense gaze, slick seeped out of him, and he whimpered, biting his lower lip to lure his Alpha in. "Don't you want to breed me well, Harry? Fill me with your pups?"

Harry growled, his lips twitching, and he stepped forward, grabbing at Draco's thighs to spread his legs apart on the table, his grip firm enough to bruise. The Omega's jaws went slack when Harry thrusted in again, his speed was just as sadistic as before.

"Please," he whined, the tie around his hair had loosened behind him. The table creaked, moving along with each shove Harry made and blended with the sounds of their own moans and rumbles. "I want you so much, Alpha. Good, so good to me," his voice was hoarse as he clawed at Harry's back. The Alpha lapped at his neck, scenting him and preparing for the bite. "My Alpha, I love you."

He choked on his breath, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he felt Harry's fangs sinking into him. He came yet again and found satisfaction when Harry's knot swelled at his entrance, stretching his rim as his Alpha released himself inside him.

Harry breathed heavily above him, his eyes still fixated on Draco. The Omega smiled, cradling his face and pulling him down for a kiss. It was softer this time after Harry had come the first time, his rut had lessened, just for a little bit.

"Did I..." Harry said, his eyes clearer now and he looked at the Omega up and down, checking for injuries but Draco cupped his face again, shaking his head.

"No, you didn't hurt me, Harry," he said, thumb brushing over Harry's cheekbone, "and, I love it." Harry smiled, seemingly relieved when Draco reassured him. He was always worried about Draco in his rut, fearing he'd hurt the Omega, but he didn't know how much Draco loved such pain. It was pleasing to him to see his Alpha lose control. "Should we go home?" he asked, and Harry nodded, dropping his head on Draco's chest, embracing him with his hands underneath his back.

"I can't believe I just fucked you over the table in my office," he murmured, and Draco snickered, hand threading into his hair soothingly and hearing his Alpha croon.

"Your colleagues will kill you," he said, and he knew Harry was smiling into his skin. "They can handle it, perhaps we should give them a note." He breathed out softly, feeling the arms around him stiffen. The next second, he was back in their bedroom, lying over the bedsheets with his Alpha slouched atop him. He should be ready again soon.

*

Draco moved slightly in his sleep, his body flushed against hot skin, warming him from the cold air outside. He didn't open his eyes, tempting to go back to sleep until he felt Harry grinding on his back under the blanket.

Hands snaking around his waist, gliding up to his chest to play with his nipples as he felt lips pressing on his shoulder blade. Draco knew Harry was awake again. He smiled, letting his Alpha have fun on his own for a while.

It wasn't the first time Harry had been so greedy for sex during his rut. He had woken Draco up many times in the night, his cock buried deep inside him, fucking Draco until he was crying out his name. The Omega had welcomed it, even urging Harry to have his way with him. With Harry, during his rut, Draco was willing to let Harry have everything, he wanted it just as much.

The Omega held back the sound in his throat, lips caught between his teeth as Harry began stroking him while his cock was slipping back and forth between the crease of Draco's arse. The Alpha kissed the nape of his neck, nose nuzzling into his hair and grunting softly into his skin.

Harry lifted one of his legs up by the thigh, separating his legs to rut into his still loosed entrance. Draco's breaths shortened and he could feel how fast Harry's heart was beating against his back. Draco stifled a moan when Harry's cockhead poked at his entrance, barely slipping past his rim before pulling out again. He wanted Harry to fuck him already, Draco's chest rose steadily, and he kept his eyes closed, impatiently waiting.

"You don't know how much I love you," Harry said, voice thick and rich, ghosting on his shoulder blade and Draco shuddered. "Draco." He pushed farther inside, and Draco bit his lower lip, holding back his whine as pleasure rolled in him. "My beautiful, perfect mate." Harry thrusted slowly, the tip of his cock grazing at his sensitive nerves.

Draco swallowed hard, hands tightened into fists when Harry began increasing his speed, his Alpha's hands travelling up and down his body. He wasn't sure if he could pretend to sleep any longer. He wanted Harry to fuck him thoroughly, and even though his Alpha was thrusting up into him, he knew Harry was still holding himself back.

"Sometimes I wonder how I found you," Harry murmured, and Draco let a sharp breath escape his throat by accident when his prostate was stimulated. "I know you're awake," his Alpha said, and Draco's lips broke into a smile. A moan followed when Harry fucked into him. He clutched at Harry's hand, hips rolling back to match the rhythm of Harry's thrusts.

"Then why are you going easy on me, Harry?" he asked, voice raspy, nails digging into Harry's forearm across his chest. He gasped, feeling the teasing head against his prostate again. "Have me any way you want, Harry. I am yours to wreck, to ruin, to breed. Defile me all you want, and I am entirely yours to break, Alpha."

"You've got a filthy mouth on you, Omega," Harry snarled, pounding his cock into his hole, wet with slick. Draco whimpered, nodding his head frantically, weak to his Alpha's words.

"Yes, yes, please," he said, sucking in deep breaths, body going slack to let Harry fuck him senseless. "Fuck, Alpha," he cried out, gripping at the pillow underneath his head when Harry held his leg in the air while he began fucking into him at a deeper angle.

"So-so big, Alpha, fill me so good," he keened, babbling a chant of needy whines inside their bedroom, and knowing just how much it affected his Alpha. Harry pumped his hips, fucking into him, mouthing kisses at his back and his nape while his hands insisted on rubbing at his tender chest.

"Fuck, yes, there-please." His back curved, pressing his shoulders against Harry's chest and sensing his own climax approaching. Harry didn't slow his pace, and his lips were sealed around Draco's neck, his suckle hard enough to form a bruise there.

"Beautiful, my treasure," Harry murmured into his skin, making Draco whimper louder, "I want you to bear my pups, Draco."

Draco nodded, tasting metal from the way he was biting on his lips harshly. "Yes-yes, I will, I will, please. You make me feel so good, Harry, ah-..." he whined when Harry thrusted hard in him, torturing his hole, "let go, Harry. Breed me as you wish...Alpha." He breathed out, a breathless moan emitting from his lips when Harry slammed into him. Draco came, his body tensed, and his entrance clenched around Harry's swelling knot. He could feel Harry in him as well, releasing warm fluids inside, locking them tight together.

His Alpha breathed heavily from behind him, still peppering kisses on his back. Draco slithered his arm around to search for Harry's neck and pulled him close, craning his head to look at his Alpha. "How are you feeling now?"

"Like I can still fuck you again," Harry said, blunt and raw. Draco smiled, he could say the same.

"Patient, my Alpha," he purred, and his Alpha nuzzled his chin in the palm of Draco's hand. "I'll give you what I want, everything, Harry." His mate's croon rumbled inside his chest and the Omega sighed, sliding back into Harry's arms. It was only the first day, they still had a lot to do.

Chapter 14: Always Yours 

"Alpha, Alpha-..." Draco's voice had turned throaty at one point, perhaps during the third time he had come. And yet, Harry was still not sated. Pounding into him at a vicious speed, Harry had one of Draco's legs draped over his shoulder while his other leg was dangling off the kitchen countertop. "F-fuck," he cried out, eyes snapping shut as his head dropped back on the marbled kitchen.

"Look at me while I fuck you," Harry growled, hand gripping his chin and the Omega's eyes flew open, his foot digging on his mate's shoulder.

"Yes, Alpha," he swallowed, and Harry captured his lips in a rough kiss. He tugged at his lower lip with his teeth, drawing a moan out of the Omega. "Yes, please."

Draco could smell it, the sudden scent of perfume mixed with the scent of another Alpha. He sucked in a sharp breath before craning his head up to look at the figure standing at the door of their kitchen.

"Draco? Are you home? Why am I smelli-...oh."

"Pansy-fuck," Draco's moan interrupted his own words and he clawed at Harry's chest, begging him to slow down. "Harry-..."

"Okay, don't mind me," Pansy said, clearing her throat.

The Alpha made a mistake when she stepped forward, and Harry snarled, a deafening and possessive sound from his mouth when he saw Pansy being too close. Pansy raised her hands up, the Alpha's red lips pursing up as she looked at Harry.

"Hey, Harry, I'm not a danger, I have no interest in your omega," she said, refraining from using her Alpha voice on Harry. It wouldn't end well if she did. "I thought your rut isn't coming any time soon."

"It's a-...sur-surprised rut," Draco spluttered out the sentence, Harry still fucking into him without caring about Pansy's presence in the room. "Pansy, l-leave! Now!"

"Sorry, shit, no one told me," Pansy said, stepping back carefully, her heels clicking on the floor. Harry's lips twitched, his fangs still showing, he was still cautious of Pansy. "I wanted to talk to Draco and give you two a gift from my trip, but maybe later."

"Mine!" Harry growled, his fingers sinking into the flesh on Draco's waist, thrusting brutally while the Omega was rendered speechless. He couldn't say a word, not when Harry was still attacking his prostate like this. "He's mine!"

"I know he's yours, Harry, he's all yours," Pansy said, straightening up, a small smile hinted on her lips. "I'll see you two...tomorrow?"

"Two-two more days," he said, seeing the nod Pansy make from the corner of his eyes. She turned and headed outside, perhaps exiting through the Floo.

Draco's eyes returned to his Alpha, and he seemed almost furious. "You're mine!" he growled, and Draco let out a choked cry when Harry increased his pace. His overly sensitive hole, filled with his mate's seeds and his own slick, was thrusted nonstop, almost inhumanely.

The Omega let out a purr, dragging his mate's attention to him. He reached his hands out, and his Alpha leaned into his touch, expression softening up immediately.

"Harry," he purred, voice sweetened like honey, "look at me." He smiled; lips swollen still. "I am always yours, Harry, never anyone else's. I-I was yours the first time I presented. I knew I belong to you. I am by your side, right here." He tried to hold himself back, he couldn't cum now, but Harry was still fucking him thoroughly with every thrust he made. "And I find myself helpless in your arms, begging for your mercy." He breathed in sharply, a droplet of tear strolled down his cheek. "I love you, my Alpha."

Harry's pupils dilated, and Draco could feel their bond tugging at his heart. His Alpha pushed his legs against his chest, ramming into him while repeating the word "Mine" until the Omega was moaning his name and coming in thick stripes over their stomachs. Harry groaned deeply, spilling himself inside Draco once again.

Draco was a boneless heap after he came, body limped on the countertop with his Alpha's head dropped on his chest. Harry breathed hotly into his skin, kissing the flesh above his thrumming heart.

"I love you," Harry said, and Draco smiled, pleased. He wrapped his limbs around his Alpha's body, embracing him and feeling Harry's knot inside him, sitting neatly. "Fuck, I love you."

"I know, Harry," Draco said, closing his eyes and inhaling his Alpha's warm scent. He couldn't seem to get enough of Harry as well. "My Alpha," he said, sighing softly and hearing Harry's croon rumbling between them. He squirmed on the countertop, making himself comfortable, they could be here for a while.

*

The movie was still playing on the Muggle television, but Harry could hardly care what was before him. His hand was winding into Draco's long, silky hair, and he licked into his mate's mouth, sliding his tongue in when his Omega parted his lips invitingly.

His rut was close to its end, it was still there, but barely. He was sure he could go back to work tomorrow.

His lips curled into a snarl when Draco's hand glided down to his tenting crotch. Draco grinned into their kiss, mouthing over his jawline. "So big already for me, Alpha."

Harry could feel his own cock twitched underneath his boxer; a thin layer of fabric couldn't hide much from his mate. The Alpha's gaze followed his mate, watching as his Omega suddenly slipped down on his knees between Harry's opened legs.

He sucked in a breath; his hand was still threaded into Draco's hair. "Draco," he said, but all his Omega did was look up at him with his eyes big, pleading and his lashes fluttering. It was impossible to resist his mate. He simply couldn't.

"Have you ever wondered..." Draco purred, palming Harry's cock from outside of his boxer as the Alpha hissed, "if I can take your knot fully with just my mouth?"

"Draco," Harry said, a hint of warning in his tone. An Alpha's knot was big, and it definitely wasn't designed for anyone's mouth to take. Harry didn't wish to hurt his mate in any way. "It will hurt more than you think."

"Alpha, please," Draco pleaded, lower lip caught in his teeth. Only one word could make Harry feel so much in his chest, his arousal was already coiling inside him. He couldn't stop imagining Draco's mouth wrapped perfectly around his knot, taking him all in and being kept there on his knees for a long time. "Don't you want to?" Harry let out a breathy laugh, he wasn't sure if he was the only one in his rut here.

"How can I ever say no to you?" Harry's hand trailed to his Omega's jaw, thumb tracing his plump lips. Draco parted his lips, sucking his finger in quickly. The Alpha growled low under his breath and pushed his thumb deeper into Draco's mouth, pressing down on his tongue until Draco moaned around his finger. "Fuck, you rile me up just right." He pulled his finger out, seeing a pleased smile on his mate's lips.

"Thank you, Alpha," Draco purred when Harry took his own cock out of his boxer. His mate's eyes twinkled, his nostrils flaring, and he licked his lips, almost hungrily.

His Omega's knees scraped over the carpet, spreading wider and his tongue darted out to lick at the precum at the head. Harry kept his eyes fixed on his mate, restraining himself from fucking his cock into his mate's perfect mouth already.

Draco was a beautiful sight to witness, almost unbearable. Everything about him almost seemed unreal, too perfect in Harry's eyes. His pink plump lips teased the head by sucking it slightly. He licked a long stripe along the side of his cock, stopping to tongue around the slit, earning a suck of breath from Harry.

"You are so big, Harry," Draco murmured, one hand stroking Harry's cock while his tongue lapped at the head, "fucking me, marking me so well." Harry's own cock twitched before Draco's mouth, and his Omega grinned slyly. "I can't wait to swallow you whole, Alpha."

Without another word, Draco went down on him, opening his mouth wide and engulfing Harry's cock. His mate inhaled through his nose, and Harry could feel Draco's throat relaxing around the cock when it went in fully.

Harry's hand cupped his jaw, and Draco looked up at him. "Do you remember our safe word?" he asked, and Draco tapped his finger on his thigh twice, a silent 'yes' from him. Harry released his face and ran his hand into Draco's hair again.

The Alpha took a deep breath in, his chest rose when Draco began sucking him properly. He kept his eyes open, unable to tear his gaze away from his mate. He felt each swirl of Draco's tongue against the underside of his cock, his teeth grazing against his cock softly and Harry withheld himself from doing anything rash that might hurt Draco. But his mate clawed at his bare thigh, digging his nails into Harry's skin as he looked at him. He wanted it.

"Who knows you'd be such a needy Omega for a knot?" Harry smiled, tugging at Draco's hair and pushing him down deeper. Draco whined around his cock, his voice muffled, and he could see tears swelling his eyes already.

His mate's mouth was hot and wet, wrapping around him skilfully. Harry grunted, thrusting slowly into Draco's mouth, and his Omega was taking him fully just like he had asked. His mouth felt like heaven, and Harry picked up his speed, fucking into Draco's tight heat.

The sound Draco made was purely sinful, and it filled the room, stirring Harry up even more. His cock pulsated, and he didn't stop thrusting, the head of his cock brushing at his Omega's throat constantly. Draco hollowed his cheeks, sucking him in and Harry grumbled, chasing his own release. He was close already.

"Draco, Draco-..." Harry whispered, and Draco's fingers raked over his thighs, moaning louder. When their eyes met, Draco's eyes were red around the rim. "Fuck," he cussed, finding himself getting closer when he looked at his mate and listened to the moans he was making.

His heart pounded loudly, ringing his ears and Harry could sense the bond in him tingling. His voice became raspy and breathy while he fucked Draco's mouth. He was lost in Draco's eyes, and before he knew it, his body shuddered and he came, slowing his pace down as his knot began to expand.

Harry slipped his thumbs between Draco's lips, opening his jaw wider to fit his knot. Tears left his mate's eyes and trailed down his cheeks when the knot swelled behind his teeth. Saliva and a bit of cum escaped his mouth, dripping down his chin and Harry wiped it away, touching his mate's cheek with the back of his hand.

The sight was transcendent and salacious. Draco was before him, knees trembling and slick oozing out of his own heat, wetting his legs and the carpet. His mouth was enveloped tightly around Harry's knot, his cheeks rosy and shining with his tears. He looked like a forbidden treasure.

"My beautiful mate," Harry said, watching as Draco melted into his touch with a muffled whimper. "I love you so much." His Omega's eyes gleamed, and the bond at his heart tugged, he could easily guess what Draco was trying to say.

It took a while for the knot to go down, and Harry spent his time caressing Draco, making sure he could still take it. When Draco pulled his mouth away, Harry pulled his Omega into his lap, rubbing at his jaw, massaging him.

"Are you okay?" he asked, and Draco smiled at him, his eyes were still glassy from the tears but he nodded.

"Yeah, I am," he said, nuzzling his body into Harry's chest and letting the Alpha take care of him. "It was really good. We should do it again." Harry chuckled, one hand snaking around Draco's waist to pull him close.

"What an insatiable little Omega," Harry said, and Draco purred, his hands kneading at the Alpha's bare chest. "I should really give you a reward for that." His Omega mewled, nosing his scent gland and giving him a nod.

"Please...please, Alpha," Draco begged, his voice a high-pitched sound and he squirmed, his legs rubbing against his own cock and Harry felt more slick dribbling down his own skin. Harry grinned, searching Draco's lips and closing the distance with a chaste kiss.

Chapter 15: Happily Ever After

Draco brought the cup of tea to his lips, blowing at the steam and sipping on it. He heard the sound of heels clicking on the floor and looked up, smiling when he saw Pansy.

"Honestly, Pansy," Hermione spoke up first from behind the kitchen counter, shaking her head. "You can't invite Draco over and oversleep."

"I'm sorry, darling," Pansy said, tying the robes around her waist and covering her red lingerie before approaching Hermione, giving her Omega a kiss on her lips, painting Hermione's lips a slight red colour. "I was too tired from last night, somebody was being needy, not that I'm complaining." She grinned, and Hermione's cheeks turned pink before she shoved her girlfriend away.

"Go, talk to him," the Omega said, and Pansy pursed her lips, kissing Hermione's forehead before sashaying to the living room and sitting down next to Draco.

"What do you want to talk about, Pansy?" Draco said, placing the cup of tea back on the table and leaning back on the couch as she smiled. He glanced at the watch on his wrist and sighed. "I have work in an hour, you know."

"Relax, darling, it'll be quick," Pansy said, reaching out to tap Draco's cheek softly. "I want to talk to you about something. It's..." she halted, turning around to look at Hermione, who had her back turned to them as she prepared breakfast and focused on the Quibbler in her hand. "It's about Hermione."

Draco gasped, shifting closer and grabbing at Pansy's robes, glaring at her. "You're not going to break up with her, are you?" he hissed, tugging at her ties, "She's the best thing that's ever happened to you, Pansy. Don't ever think about hurting her, everyone is going to kill you, they literally will."

"Draco, come on," Pansy scoffed, draping her hands over Draco's with a wide smile. "How could you think so of me? I'm not going to break up with her." She clicked her tongue and sighed. "You're right, she's the best thing that's ever happened to me, I am lucky to have her."

"Then what are you planning on?" he asked, lifting his brow. Pansy and Hermione had only been dating for four months, and it began one night when Hermione had stayed up too late at the Ministry. It was a happy accident, according to Pansy. Draco always thought they would be a good couple together.

"Well, I want to marry her," Pansy said, and Draco's eyes widened, his mouth falling open in shock. "I know, I know, it's a huge surprise. We haven't even bonded yet, I get that. But, you know, she's a Muggleborn, I just thought she'd be happy if I proposed to her first."

"You want to propose to her?" he asked, his voice reduced to barely a whisper so Hermione couldn't hear them. "And marry her? You want to settle down with her?"

"Oh, come now, Draco, I'm not that much of a slut," Pansy laughed, rolling her eyes. "And you know I've always had a thing for Hermione, I just never thought she'd like me."

"I do know that, but it's still...oh, I need a minute to take this," he said, rubbing at his temples before smiling at Pansy. "I can't believe this. You want to marry her, this...this is huge."

"I know," Pansy said, smiling at him. Seeing Pansy like this, happy with Hermione, Draco was giddy for his friends' joy himself. "So? Any idea?"

"There are so many, Pansy, Salazar," Draco said, standing up and snapping his eyes shut as a wave of dizziness crashed through him. He staggered on his feet and Pansy stood up, catching him by his elbows to stop him from falling on his arse.

"Hey, you all right, babe?" she asked, and Draco winced, his nose scrunching up and his stomach twisted. He groaned, holding his middle. "Draco, what's wrong?" He took a deep breath, swallowing the nausea down and standing up straight again.

"I'm...I'm okay," Draco said, calming his breath and Pansy stared at him with concern. "Just...I just had the urge to throw up."

"What? Why?"

"It's probably nothing," Draco said, swallowing hard. "Perhaps something I ate yesterday went bad, I don't know."

"What do you mean it's nothing, you should check that, you're a Healer, Draco, you can't be careless with your own health," Pansy said, her hand reaching out to touch his forehead, checking his temperature. "What if you have food poisoning? Or something worse?"

"Or..." came a voice from the kitchen. They turned to look at Hermione, who was stirring the coffee in her hand with her wand. She had her lips pressed together and she smiled. "You might be pregnant."

"What?" they both said simultaneously. Draco had his jaw dropped, his eyes opened and hands trembling, it couldn't be.

"No, no, I always...I always take birth control," Draco said, and Hermione stopped swirling her coffee. She rounded the kitchen counter, approaching him.

"Except..." she said, and she couldn't stop smiling, "Harry's unexpected rut a month ago."

"No, no, I took that, I take it every morning, so it couldn't be, it-..." he paused, memories of Harry fucking him in his own office ruthlessly. And before that, Theo had dragged him to do that photoshoot too quickly, and he had forgotten to take the medicine himself that morning. He let out an audible gasp, freezing on the spot. "I...I forgot."

"You forgot?" Pansy's jaw went slack, and Draco gulped.

"I...I was distracted, I...no, it couldn't be," Draco said, shaking his head. He couldn't be pregnant, he had taken the medicine later that night, it must still work.

"Pansy, smell him," Hermione said, gesturing and Pansy stared at her. "Smell him, he's sweeter, right?"

Pansy hesitated, but listened to her girlfriend's demand, nevertheless. She leaned forward, inhaling Draco's scent in and she jerked back, eyes widening.

"Yeah, it's a different kind of sweetness," she said, and Hermione nodded.

"Just like when Luna was pregnant," Hermione said, and Draco blinked rapidly at her. "She smelled sweeter, that was the first sign I noticed." Draco was quiet, and Hermione smiled at him. "Do you want me to check on you? I know the spells to do that."

Draco sucked in a breath. He nodded. "Yes, yes, okay," he said, and Pansy eased him back down to lie on the couch.

"It's okay, Draco," Hermione said, smiling and Draco pulled his shirt up, revealing his stomach. Hermione and Pansy stood next to him, and Hermione pulled out her wand, raising it above him. "I thought you said you want pups."

"Yeah, didn't you tell me Theo had a talk with you and you changed your mind?" Pansy asked, and Draco nodded. "Haven't you talked to Harry?"

"I...I was going to," he said, heart pounding in his chest as he watched Hermione flick her wand, and he felt her magic flowing through his skin. "I was waiting for the summer, things have been hectic for him these days, there's this big case at his work. I didn't want to bother him."

"Well, might be a good time to tell him now," Hermione said, dropping her hands to her side and smiling at Draco. "You're very much pregnant, Draco."

"You're pregnant!" Pansy exclaimed, throwing her arms in the air and she lunged forward to hug her own girlfriend, jumping up and down. "Pregnant! Pregnant!"

Draco's heart warmed with glee, and he couldn't believe it as well. It was all so fast, he didn't know it was happening this early. He should have talked to Harry, he guessed he was just anxious about it. And he had no idea he had forgotten his medicine until now. He laughed, a breathy sound emitted from his mouth and he placed his hand over his stomach, sitting up.

"I'm pregnant," he whispered, and the girls stopped, crouching down to look at him with wide smiles. "Fuck, how's Harry going to react?" He was even more nervous now. How could he tell him? How could he tell his own parents?

"He's going to be utterly happy, Draco," Hermione said, pushing a strand of hair behind his ear while Pansy cupped his hands.

"He better fucking be, he's going to be a dad, you two are going to be dads," she said, huffing out a chuckle. "This is so fucking brilliant, you have to tell him, tell everyone. Should we have a party?"

"Pansy," Draco said, grinning and rolling his eyes, "a party is a little too much."

"You bet your arse it's going to be too much, it's your first baby," Pansy said, gripping Draco's hands tightly. "And I'm going to be the best Godmother ever."

"Why are you so sure you're their Godmother?" he asked, and Pansy gasped, unblinking at him until he smiled. He held his stomach and couldn't stop thinking about Harry. They were right, he should tell him, now.

*

Draco fidgeted with the hem of his robes, breathing tensely while he dealt with the food in the kitchen. The potatoes were burned, clinging to the pan. The spaghetti was way too salty, and everything was ruined. Ruined.

He had tried to cook today. He wanted to, so he could tell the news to Harry during their romantic dinner. However, he was terrible at cooking. Harry was always the one who cooked, but Draco was the Omega, he was the one bearing their pup now. And he couldn't even cook a decent meal. How could he take care of a pup?

His breathing turned frantic, and he glanced at the clock on the wall, Harry still hadn't gotten home yet. It was nearly six already. He had waited a whole day and kept his mouth shut. He wanted Harry to be the first one to know, well, besides Hermione and Pansy, who had also promised not to tell anyone. The main problem now was that he didn't even manage to cook dinner for his Alpha. He was bad, so bad.

"Draco?"

The Omega spun around, staring at his Alpha, who was standing near the Floo, looking like he had just walked out of it. Harry tipped his head up, scenting the air and his brows furrowed when he could smell Draco's distress.

Harry dropped his bag instantly, approaching Draco with worries. "What's wrong, Draco? Did something happen? Are you all right?" he asked, hands cupping Draco's face and eyes roaming over his body to search for injuries.

Draco shook his head, frowning at his Alpha. He was such a failure for an Omega. He sniffled, and Harry caressed his face softly. "Hey, what's wrong? Love, talk to me."

The Omega glanced down, shoulders slouching as he breathed. "I'm a bad Omega."

"What?"

"I'm a bad Omega," he repeated, rubbing at his eyes to make the tears disappear. He yanked himself away from Harry's hands and pointed at the kitchen. "I can't do anything, I can't cook. I can't. I destroyed it. I destroyed everything, Harry," he babbled before his Alpha, his voice breaking, "The potatoes are burnt on the pan, and the spaghetti won't taste right, and-and I almost burnt the kitchen down. If I can't make a meal for us, Harry, how can you expect me to be a good Omega for our pup? I can't cook, how can I change their diapers, or make them stop crying when I can't stop it myself. I'm a bad Omega, bad-..."

"Draco, Draco," Harry said, his croon soothing Draco as he pulled the Omega close. He pushed Draco's head into his scent gland, and the Omega inhaled his scent in, relaxing in his embrace immediately. "It's okay. You don't have to be able to cook to be a good Omega, Draco. Who says you need to? I'm happy to cook for you and our pups someday."

Someday. Draco sniffled quietly, and murmured, "I'm pregnant."

"What?" Harry croaked, stilling himself. His hands stopped stroking Draco's hair, and he was quiet.

"I'm pregnant," Draco said, and he could hear the way Harry's heart was thrumming. His Alpha didn't say anything for a while, and Draco began to think maybe he wasn't ready for it now. "Are...are you okay, Harry?"

"Okay?" Harry said, breaking away from the hug so they could face each other. His Alpha's face was bright with excitement, his eyes glistening and his smile wide. "I'm fucking elated! I-I'm going to be a dad, we're going to be dads!"

He cupped Draco's face, pulling him into a soft kiss. "You're pregnant," he whispered into his lips, and Draco smiled, nodding. Harry let out a breathy chuckle, seemingly still shocked. "I can't believe this, I'm...I love you." He pressed his lips over Draco's, pulling him close, "I love you, I love you so much."

"I love you too," Draco said, throwing his hands around Harry's neck, "we're going to have a pup."

"We are, we are," Harry grinned, kissing the corner of his lips. He lowered his head, scenting Draco's gland and nuzzling him. "You don't have to worry about cooking, Draco, or anything," he said, reassuring the Omega. "I'll help you in any way I can." He wiped the tears off Draco's damp cheeks, kissing over a droplet of tear remaining there. "You're not a bad Omega, Draco. You're perfect, my love, and I'll do anything for you, you don't need to think about anything. I'm your Alpha, I'm here with you, and we're in this together, we'll take care of them. Okay?"

Draco nodded, sniffling and pecking Harry on his lips. "Okay," he gave another nod, and Harry smiled, snaking his arms around the Omega's waist. "We're in this together." Harry kissed him, and Draco felt better instantly. His Alpha was right, they were together, and Draco had never been happier.

*

"Ready?" Harry asked, and Draco glanced at the door to the Malfoy Manor before nodding at his mate. It was time to tell his parents now.

After telling Harry, they had quickly told their friends the news, and everyone was screaming about it for at least an hour. Ron, Theo and Ginny had been the loudest, ordering alcohol and drinking it all since Draco couldn't consume it anyway. Luna, Blaise and Neville had been more pleasant, giving him words of celebrations and hugging him tightly. He was all grateful for them.

However, his parents were different, he wasn't sure how to react, especially his father. Draco swallowed, knocking on the door twice.

"What if they don't like it?" Draco asked, and Harry squeezed their intertwined hand comfortingly.

"They will, love, they will," he said, planting a kiss on Draco's crown.

The door opened, revealing his mother, and she was surprised at their arrival. "Draco, Harry, why are you here? Is anything wrong?"

"No, mother," he said, feeling the slight squeeze from Harry again and he gathered his courage to continue. "Is father home?"

"Yes, he's in the kitchen, dear. Please, come in," his mother said, opening the door wider to let them both in. The Alpha led them into the kitchen, where Draco noticed his father was fiddling with a blender.

"Draco, Harry, you're here," his father said, dropping a few slices of strawberries into the blender, along with other types of berries inside. "Did somebody die?"

"Father, no," Draco said, holding back a smile when his father put the lid over the blender. "What are you doing?"

"Your father is experimenting with a fruit blender," his mother said, and his father nodded. "He seems to find a fascination for it."

"I can make anything with it, Narcissa," the Omega said, beaming, "and it's delicious."

"Father, mother," Draco said, exhaling softly, "I have something to tell you."

"Oh, what is it, dear?" his mother asked, stepping to his father's side.

"I'm pregnant," he said at the same time his father pushed the button on the blender. The sound was deafening, muffling Draco's own voice.

"What?" his father shouted over the sound of the blender, and Draco sighed.

"I'm pregnant," he said, louder this time, but his father and mother both shook their heads at him, indicating that they couldn't hear him at all. "For Salazar's sake, guys, I am pregnant with Harry's child! We're going to have a pup!"

The blender stopped midsentence, and his parents gawked at him, standing frozen. His father still had his finger over the machine, unblinking.

"You're pregnant?" his mother said, her voice quiet, and Draco nodded.

"Yes, mother, for one month now," Draco said, placing his hand over his stomach. "The pup is healthy." His parents walked to him, and his father stepped forward, gazing at him carefully. "Father...I...if the pup presents as an Omega..."

"Then we will love them no matter what," his father said, and Draco felt relief wash over him. "Draco, I'm an Omega too, why would you ever think I'd hate my own grandchild if they become an Omega?"

"I...I'm sorry," he said, and his father shook his head, pulling him in a hug. His mother joined as well, embracing him tightly, and Draco sighed into the hug.

"We love you, Draco," his mother said, breaking away from the hug along with his father and smiling at him. "We will love our grandchild as well." Draco's lips stretched, and he felt thrilled, nodding softly. It was all good now.

*

Draco wound his hand into Harry's hair, smiling uncontrollably when his Alpha pressed his cheek against his stomach, listening carefully as though he could hear the pup.

"Your hair is tickling me," Draco said, and Harry tipped his head up, looking at the Omega with a grin before pressing a soft kiss over his belly.

"I love you so much," Harry said, gazing at his bare stomach and whispering, "I love you so much too, little one. I can't wait to meet you." He sighed, smiling. "We will protect you, we will love you. No one can hurt you, my sweet pup."

Harry placed another peck in the middle of his belly before crawling up to beam at the Omega. "You're glowing, my love." Draco's cheeks felt warm, and he rolled his eyes, restraining from smiling at his Alpha's giddy look. "I'm being honest, you're beautiful." Harry dipped his head, nosing at Draco's scent gland. "You're always so perfect, I still can't believe we've bonded. You're my true mate."

"I can say the same to you, Harry," Draco said, encircling his arms around Harry's back, "so brave, so reckless, and yet, I fall for you. I still do every time you look into my eyes. In your arms, I'm safe, like I've never been before, Harry, more than I can ever say." His heart thrummed, a steady beat along with the tug at his bond. "You're the only one for me, Harry."

"You're my only one too," Harry said into his neck, sucking bruising marks on his skin again, and Draco squirmed under his warm touch. "It feels maddening when you're not with me, I always find myself missing you, needing you...loving you, and it feels wrong when I can't touch you, scent you, feel your bond in my chest. I feel like...I'm living to make you happy, and I'd do anything to make sure you feel this way, forever, Draco."

Draco lowered his head, tracing his lips down Harry's cheek and stopped when he felt his lips against his. The kiss was slow and chaste, both of them drowning in it, and they were willing to sink together in this quicksand called love.

They pulled away after a while, and Draco looked at his Alpha, eyes filled with nothing but adoration. His fingertip glided down Harry's jawline, and the Omega spoke up, "Have you thought of a name yet?"

"A name?" Harry asked, eyebrows furrowing as he thought about it. "I'm not sure." He looked at Draco, pushing his blonde hair behind his ear. "What do you think? What should we name our pup?"

"How about..." Draco said, lips curling up, "for a boy, James, for a girl, Lily?"

Harry's eyes lightened up, twinkling in the dim room. He felt his Alpha's grip on his shoulder loosen, and Draco cupped his face. "Harry? You're still okay?"

"You..." Harry stuttered, breaking into a lopsided grin, "you want to name our pup James and Lily?"

"Yeah," Draco said, nodding softly, "they'd love it."

"Fuck," Harry muttered, head dropping to Draco's collarbone, "you're so wonderfully brilliant, I can't handle it."

"Better get used to it then," Draco said, snorting and Harry chuckled as well, tipping his head up to plant a kiss on his plump lips. "There's no going back now, Harry."

"Who says I'm going back?" The corner of Harry's lips curved up, the crinkles of his eyes showing visibly. "This is only just the beginning, love." Draco grinned, nodding at his mate. He was eager for his future in the next few months. Their baby would grow with so much love, he was certain of that, and he would make sure they'd always be surrounded by it. Harry was the best thing that had ever happened to Draco, and he still couldn't believe they'd have a baby now. He had no idea how to be a dad yet, but he knew, as long as he had Harry here with him, they would be all right.

The End.