Chapter 17

Omega's Binding

Draco refused to leave Harry's side for even a second. It was the day after the full moon, about a week until Halloween, and Draco refused to even let Harry use the bathroom by himself. Harry felt annoyed, but even then he didn't feel particularly safe whenever he was outside the castle. Even sitting by the window he felt the angry glares from the forest, causing the hair on the back of his neck to rise along with a need to run. He found himself combing through his Potions book, looking for any spell or hint that would help him. All he found was a spell he never heard of. There was no description except for "For Enemies" and Harry was uncertain to test it out.

Harry and Draco were currently sitting in the Gryffindor common room, Draco holding him close. Ron and Hermione were sitting with them, the four doing homework. Harry stopped and looked up, rubbing his neck. "Harry, what's the matter?" Draco said immediately, glaring at the window. There was nothing.

"Just felt something," Harry said. He sighed, "I hate feeling this," he complained. "Makes me feel weak."

"You're not weak, love," Draco purred, kissing his cheek. "I'm scared too."

"But I feel weak! I mean I'm used to danger!" Harry complained, "I'm used to people trying to kill me! Voldemort, Wormtail, death eaters—a bloody dragon even tried to eat me! But because of what Greyback did to me—to us, I feel worthless! Weak. Pathetic. Just the thought of him sends me stiff and I can't move or—"

"Stop," Draco ordered. "You are not worthless, Harry. Nor are you weak and pathetic. You are you, a strong, beautiful man who has faced countless adversaries. The only difference here is that what Greyback done, to both of us, affected us more deeper than what we thought." He sighed and looked at his mate. "That night, I wanted to run away," he said. "When he was banging and scratching against the walls, all I thought of was running. But you kept me leveled, you kept me sane enough to grab you and hold you in the corner. Yes, we were still both out of our minds terrified, but you were the better one. The braver one."

Harry didn't look fully convinced, but he just nodded either way. "Still, I wish I felt stronger," he sighed. "One part of this damn Omega thing I hate, it makes me feel too submissive, even when I'm not thinking about sex."

"Oi!" Ron yelled, "Not in front of me please!"

The couple glanced at him for a moment. Draco gave a sneer, "Then don't listen in Weasley, or look because I'm about to snog my boyfriend."

"Honestly the two of you," Hermione whispered, looking away purposefully as Draco pressed his lips against Harry. The two absorbed themselves in the kiss, their homework left forgotten. Hermione cleared her throw several times to get their attention.

"What I want to know, is if Professor Dumbledore has found anything," she said.

"Nothing," Harry said. "Snape walked around the Shack and found nothing."

"That's not good, hopefully Greyback just ran away," Hermione suggested.

"Not likely," Draco said bitterly. "Harry still feels uncomfortable. The bastard is still out there in the forest. He just better hope he doesn't try coming after us again. I swear, if I ever see that disgusting dog again, I'll rip his bloody heart out."

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The days leading up to Halloween was spent with the two mates focusing on relaxing the other. They never left the castle, Harry even switching seats in classrooms so that he and Draco were away from windows. When they couldn't see the forest, Harry relaxed fully, able to melt under Draco's touch, and service his Alpha like an omega should.

Halloween day was cloudy, threatening to rain all day. Harry and Draco sneaked away to an empty room for some snogging right before the Halloween feast. Harry was naked, kneeling in front of Draco as he deepthroated his cock, moaning around the thick member as he fisted his own cock. "Fuck Harry, yeah swallow my cock," Draco groaned, pushing his cock deeper in Harry's throat. Harry moaned, quickly reaching his orgasm. He came on Draco's shoes just as Draco grabbed his head and pushed roughly against his head, Draco's balls smashed against Harry's chin as he came inside, the omega swallowing greedily.

Draco pulled his cock, still dirty with spit and cum, out of Harry's mouth and slapped his cheeks with it. "You made a mess, you naughty dog," Draco chuckled, looking down at his shoes. "Better clean it."

"Yes Alpha," Harry smirked. He bent down, getting on all fours as he stuck his ass out and licked Draco's shoes, cleaning the cum and gathering it in his mouth. Draco grabbed his hair once both shoes were clean, and pulled him up roughly to kiss him, Harry pushing his tongue against Draco, both licking and moaning at the taste of cum.

They grinned as their kissing turned sweet and light. Harry tucked Draco's cock back into his pants, and Draco dressed his omega lovingly, making sure that he looked presentable. "Shall we go suffer our friends?" Draco joked.

"I guess," Harry grinned. "Then we can finish what we started in your dorm, Malfoy."

"I'm expecting that, Potter," Draco smirked. He kissed Harry once more and took his hand, pulling Harry out of the classroom. The hallway was empty, and they made their way down towards the nearest stairway. They talked about anything and everything, Draco hinting about any and every dirty thing he planned on doing with Harry that night, while Harry proved himself to be just as lewd. They left the secret stairwell and walked the short corridor towards the Great Hall.

Harry could hear the rest of the school already packed in the Great Hall, the feast already underway. Their conversations turned to pumpkin pie and turkeys when they stopped in the entrance hall, horrified at what they saw.

It was a body. A small body dressed in bloodied robes that were ripped apart. "No," Harry whispered, running towards the body. It was a small boy, a first year by the look of it. Deep cuts shredded his stomach, and there was a large chunk of his neck messing as the dead body stared up at Harry, his dull eyes full of the last moments of fear. Blood pooled all around, streaks of blood trailing outside. Harry did not know what took over him, but he followed the trail, pushing the wooden doors slowly open to see even more blood, and another body. Just as small, and just as torn apart as the other. Next to this one, however, were words written in blood.

Come back to me, my bitch.

"Greyback," Harry said, a mixture of horror and anger rising in him. He looked at Draco, "Go tell Dumbledore," he demanded. He was already reaching for his wand.

"No! What are you doing?" Draco demanded.

"Isn't it obvious?" Harry snarled. "I'm going to get Greyback! He killed these two kids because of me! I have to—"

"Stay in the castle," Draco argued. "I am not going to allow you to rush out there to your death!"

"I am not rushing—"

"Yes you are! And as your Alpha I won't allow it!" Draco yelled.

"None of you won't be going anywhere," a harsh voice growled out. The two turned to see the door to the castle closing, Greyback standing in front of them with his wand out and pointed at Draco. "Hello, my bitch," Greyback said, glaring at Harry. "It's nice to see that the Malfoy spawn didn't pump babies in you yet. Knew you were saving yourself for your real Alpha." He gave a smirk and laughed.

Harry's wand was immediately trained on the werewolf, his eyes sharp as he took a step forward. "I am not your bitch you disgusting mutt," Harry snarled.

"Really? I could have sworn otherwise," Greyback said. "Not to worry, a month of fucking you will remind you who you are!" He whipped his wand, sending a stunner towards Harry. Harry immediately blocked it and sent a Stunner of his own while Draco finally got his wand out and sent a curse.

Greyback dodged both, jumping behind a pillar of the courtyard. "That wasn't very nice," Greyback said. "Daddy hates it when his bitch fights back—"

"Reducto!" Harry's spell slammed into the pillar, blasting it into pieces. Greyback ran out on all fours, hiding behind another as he laughed, taunting them. Harry sent out another curse, destroying three more pillars. Dust rose around them, and Harry couldn't see around them as he and Draco stood back to back, their wands at the ready.

There was barely a warning as Greyback jumped from the dust, tackling Draco, his sharp claws digging into Draco's arms. Draco struggled, failing to push the adult off of him, even with his enhanced strength. Greyback roared and opened his mouth to bite Draco's neck, but the teen kneed him, earning a tiny bit of freedom that he used to moved both his hands, pushing Greyback's head away as he bit wildly like a mad dog. "Get him," Draco grunted, struggling to keep the man away as he continued to claw Draco's arms, blood bleeding and staining his hands.

"Stupefy!" Harry yelled. The stunner hit Greyback and flew him off of Draco, rolling against the floor. Draco got to his feet, his wand aimed at Greyback. The werewolf was still conscious and immediately jumped to his feet, "Avada—

"Sectumsempra!" Harry yelled. He didn't know the curse's effect. He knew that it was for enemies, and he wanted Greyback to stop.

Blood spurted from Greyback's face and chest as though he has been slashed with an invisible sword. He staggered backwards and collapsed onto the floor, his wand falling from his limp right hand. Greyback's face was scarlet stained as blood drained form his body. Harry and Draco stared at each other for a moment, before pocketing their wands. "What was that?" Draco asked.

"A spell from my potions book," Harry said, staring at Greyback. "It just came to my mind."

"He's dying," Draco said.

"I know," Harry said, a sadistic smirk gracing his face. He took a step forward towards Greyback only for Draco to grab his hand. Harry turned and looked at his love, "I'll be fine. He's harmless now," he said.

Draco still did not want to let go, however Harry's hand slipped from his. The young werewolf walked up to Greyback and knelt down, looking down at his bleeding face. "I hope it hurts," he whispered. "I hope your last moments are full of pain and misery. I hope you remember every single person you killed, every single person you ruined. You're going to die Greyback, and I'm going to watch."

Greyback's eyes focused on Harry, a deathly chuckle rolled in his throat and he spat, the mixture of blood and spit landing on Harry's cheek. "You bitch," Greyback cursed. "The Dark Lord's going to…" life left Greyback's eyes, and his body slackened.

Harry moved closer, "The Dark Lord is going to die," he whispered darkly, "just like you have." He got up and looked at Draco, a relieved smile. He reached out for Draco's hand and the two walked back, stopping at the young body, "I'm sorry," Harry said sadly, "I hope you can rest easy."

They made a ruckus, walking in with blood on Harry's face. They walked straight to Dumbledore and told him what happened. Moments later, Order members along with Aurors were at the castle, cleaning up the mess and searching for any other hostilities. Draco and Harry were sent to Dumbledore's office where they told Dumbledore, the Minister, and Kingsley Shaklebolt their story of what just happened, both deciding that it would be best to leave the book's spell out, instead saying that Harry and Draco, in a move of desperation, performed the Severing Charm. The three parties accepted this version, and they were free to go to the Hospital Wing.

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Time moved strangely fast afterwards. Their lives became normal without the threat of Greyback, and before Harry knew it, he and Draco were spending Christmas together at the Burrow.

Draco was nervous the entire day. He was dressed in his own Weasley Sweater, a dark emerald sweater with the letter D knitted in silver that matched Harry's, which had a picture of a baby wolf. "Mrs. Weasley has always been rather talented with knitting," Harry smiled, looking at his own sweater. "Draco, are you okay?" They were alone in their room, their window opened as they let in the moonlight.

"I am—well maybe, just close your eyes, okay Harry?" Draco stuttered. Harry frowned, confused, but did as he was told. He heard Draco shuffling, the floor squeaking under him. "Draco?" he questioned.

"Keep your eyes closed, omega! I'm not ready yet," Draco said. Harry chuckled and smiled as he kept his eyes closed, waiting. Draco continued to move around, until his movement stopped a few minutes later. "Open your eyes, boy," Draco said hotly.

Harry opened his eyes slowly and gasped when he saw Draco kneeling in front of him. He was dressed totally differently. His Weasley Sweater was off, instead he had an open black leather vest over his naked chest, along with a pair of black leather pants and boots. He was on one knee, and he held a small box in his hand. "Harry Potter, before you get any ideas, I want to tell you how absolutely beautiful, resourceful, and wonderful you are," Draco began. "You are a sexy pup, a wonderful boy, and one hell of a werewolf. We were enemies for a long time, but I always knew that we would be here, together, with you and I desperate for each other. I promised to court you, and I will do that properly. This… this is my promise, Harry." He opened the box. A beautiful silver ring laid inside. "This is my promise to you that I will be there with you forever," Draco said. "Through thick and thin, I will never abandon you, I will never leave you, and I will fight with you until our dreams are realized. Then, when everything is better when everything is peaceful, I will proposal to you with the most beautiful ring that you will ever see. So until then, I would be honored, Harry James Potter, if you would wear this."

"Yes," Harry said, sniffling back his tears. He held out his hand and Draco slipped the ring on Harry's ring finger. They both stared at it for a moment, admiring at the way it graced Harry's hand before Draco pulled Harry down for a kiss. "I love you Harry," Draco whispered.

"I love you too Draco," Harry said. They smiled and Draco pushed Harry to the floor, pulling his pants off as the raven-haired teen laugh. "You going to show me your love with your cock?" he smirked.

"Of course, how can I resist your tight, wet pussy," Draco smirked, his cock already aligned with Harry's hole. "I'm going to be a married man soon enough; I'm going to have to practice filling you up with babies."

"Then we better start, shouldn't we Mr. Malfoy?" Harry smirked, opening his legs wider, "Mrs. Malfoy wants to practice too."

"Whatever you say, Mrs. Malfoy," Draco laughed as he plunged in.

Harry felt fulfilled and loved as he held onto Draco, tears rolling from his eyes as he knew that Draco would keep his word, he would never leave, he would never run away, and every night would be filled with the most amazing sex. He was safe in his Alpha's arms, as he finally felt that he was where he always belonged.

The End