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Harry and Draco walked to their next class on opposite sides of Phoenix. Draco was scorning himself for ruining the lovely truce he had attained with his beautiful Gryffindor, while harry was wondering what in hell had gone wrong. It all started when Harry once again awoke in the arms of the gorgeous-horrid Draoc Malfoy, and discovered that he had a little problem after an unusal dream involving Malfoy and cookie dough. Embarrassed he rushed into the bathroom, forgetting his showering utilities, so he borrowed Draco’s shampoo- wait could that have been it…? No Malfoy can’t be that materialistic… anyway he went down to breakfast… got pancakes, his favourite, because Harry hated icky wheet bix. And sat down at their table, Draco sat opposite Harry and that’s when he realised it. Draco hadn’t styled his hair in that gel he always uses. He looked so fucking hot! Harry knew he was drooling he was just so… delectable, screw pancakes! He wanted Malfoy covered in blueberries and maple syrup. Naturally Harry was disturbed by his odd thoughts and tried to divert his attention… to anything that would get his mind (and body) off Draco Malfoy. Then all of a sudden Draco jumped down is throat and they were acting just like they use to. WHAT THE HELL! Beside Phoenix Harry heard a whine. Draco was once again trying to get syrup out of his hair.

‘What is it with you and throwing fucking pancakes at me Potter!’ Draco growled. ‘How the hell am I going to get this sticky muck off me!’

‘I could think of a couple ways,’ Harry spoke thoughtlessly and clamped his hand over his mouth. He quickly turned away beet red while Draco froze in shock.

‘W-what?’

‘Nothing,’ Harry bolted down the corridor and into their classroom.

‘Wow you two are confusing,’ Phoenix frowned. They followed Harry in, however Phoenix was stopped as soon as he reached the door.

‘Incendium,’ the teacher glared ‘You are to head downstairs into the room beneath the metamorphosis chamber.’

Phoenix’s mouth dried.

‘H-huh?’

‘A message from the Principal I assume because its written on one of his mandatory forms… that’s odd, I didn’t even know there was a room under the metamorphosis chamber,’ the teacher spoke and Phoenix whimpered.

‘Do I have to go?’

‘Yep, lucky for you. I won’t bore you to death this week,’ the teacher growled.

‘Whatever do you mean sir I love your classes dearly they’re the highlight of my week, please don’t make me go?’ Phoenix sucked up.

‘Huh! I suppose that’s why you fall asleep at your desk all the damn time is it Incendium?’ the teacher rolled his eyes.

‘Can’t I stay? Please I want to learn about…ahhh-,’

‘Algebra,’ Lympha helped.

‘Algebra? Oh gross…I mean-,’

‘Out Incendium!’ Phoenix turned away mumbling about stupid teachers and stupid subjects as he headed toward the Heart of Genesis.

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Phoenix entered the giant room and was struck in awe. This was the second time in the familiar room, however it still captivated him, it also awakened a strong feeling of dread.

‘You’re late,’ a sultry voice came from directly in front of Phoenix ‘Not that I was expecting you to be on time for once.’ It was frightening the way Aether appeared in the middle of the daunting room surrounded with the freakishly life like portraits of those Phoenix couldn’t recognise. Like a horror movie really.

‘Look Aether, I really have to go… you know class, assessment and stuff, I’ll see you later okay?’ Phoenix tried. He turned to leave but was made indisposed, as giant chains wrapped themselves around phoenix’s wrists, neck and ankles, before slamming the boy into the far wall. Aether walked over to the restrained Phoenix and gazed at him lustfully with his amethyst eye. Phoneix knew he should be frightened, he couldn’t move anything he was completely trapped and considering what happened last time Phoenix was in the Heart of Genesis he should be fucking terrified. Unfortunately for him, that look Aether sent him of pure desire skipped Phoenix’s usual fear and went straight to arousal. Phoenix shivered and willed his body to not give him away. Aether smirked and moved forward. He nestled his face in Phoenix’s shoulder and ran his fingertips over Phoenix’s bare stomach, which really wasn’t helping his ‘Don’t get hard, Don’t get hard, oh fucking hell don’t let me get hard,’ approach. Damn skimpy uniforms.

‘You shouldn’t have forced me from your room Phoenix,’ Aether spoke in his unbelievably sexy voice that made Phoenix will back a moan of desire.

‘You might as well accept it ,’ Aether continued to whisper ‘You are my Sacred Bird of Fire, and I will never let you go again.’

Phoenix couldn’t help the whimper that escaped his throat. Aether smirked and ran his hands over the scars that were finally beginning to fade on Phoenix’s stomach, the one’s that spelt out Aether’s name. That declared Phoenix the property of one possessive snarky arse blonde bastard, Aether for short.

‘I think, I need to prove that once more to you,’ Aether spoke softly.

Aether’s hand slipped down to the waist line of Phoenix’s pants. He slowly and expertly released the buttons and undid the zip. Phoenix’s pants slid to the floor, followed quickly by his boxers, revealing (thankfully) his yet to be erect member. Aether swept his hand down and barely brushed it against Phoenix’s shaft. Phoenix shut his eyes and tried to gain control. Aether bent down and blew hot breath on Phoenix’s ‘private area’. Phoenix immediately became hard and cursed his horny teenage body. Aether smirked achieving his first goal and began to proceed to the second. Aether took out his favourite dagger and placed the tip on the top of the ‘A’ shaped scar.

‘Phoenix,’ Aether whispered ‘I will have you admitting that you are mine before I’m done.’

Aether pushed in the knife and Phoenix shut his eyes tight from the sharp pain searing his stomach. Aether cut clearly and delicately, he wasn’t cutting into something trivial, this was his Sacred Bird of Fire, every drop of blood was precious. And there was a lot, the blood gushed from the letters spelling out the blond's name, it ran from the cuts down to a much more interesting area. The combination of pain and arousal awoke that sensation inside of Phoenix and he threw his head back in a silent scream revelling in the feelings that raked his body.

Aether finished with the blood soaked knife and placed it aside admiring his handiwork. He looked up into Phoenix’s glazed red orbs and smirked before he began to lap up the sweet blood provided by his bird of fire. Phoenix gasped as Aether tenderly ran his hands up and down his sides. He found it amazing how Aether could be so tender when he was cutting into him. As though the blond were savouring every moment, every second of it, appreciating the soft touches of skin, the smells of blood, arousal and that scent that was Phoenix's, the taste of skin, sweat and blood, as though it was special, as though he was special. Phoenix needed that feeling, longed for it, to be special to someone.

Aether followed the trail of blood down Phoenix’s body.The restrained teen barely had time to register what Aether was doing before the blonde whispered ‘Mine,’ and took Phoneix’s erection into his mouth. Phoenix gasped and tried to thrust deeper in that hot wet cavern around his cock but he still couldn’t move a thing. He whimpered as Aether pulled back and delicately ran his tongue on the underside of Phoenix’s shaft. Aether reached up and fondled the other boys balls as he ran his tongue over Phoenix’s head. Phoenix moaned and struggled against his chains. They cut into his wrists and more blood began to run down his arms and over his chest. Phoenix barely registered it, all he could feel was Aether's soft touch on his hips and that pink tongue sliding over his cock. Phoenix's breath came deep and quick. Trying desperately to hold himself in, he was quivering and shaking, he could barely stand it.

‘Aether,’ Phoenix barely whispered.

‘Yes my Sacred Bird of Fire?’ Aether asked as his fingers ran softly over the cleft in Phoenix’s backside.

Phoenix whimpered, ‘Please,’ the sensations were too much, he was so hard and ready he needed release, he couldn’t stand much more of this torture.

‘hhhmmm?’ Aether spoke around Phoenix’s shaft and drove him mad. He moaned loudly.

‘Please oh god Aether I need you!’

Aether pulled away from Phoenix and he groaned from the lack of touch.

‘Very well.’
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