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So this is my second story. This is a creature fic, where Severus is a Veela, Harry might be one to but that is up to interpretation of the reader. This is slash but very light, there is one kiss and that is all. Reviews and criticism is welcomed but those that are cruel, mean or just plain rude rather that an honest opinion on how I can improve my writing are not.
Ch. 1 mate
Severus Snape sat at the head table, his back straight, his eyes narrowed and his hands gripping his robe. He had woken up gasping and shaking on July 31st (he would never forget the date) and felt it. At first he did not recognize it, he never expected to feel it. But then he remembered something that his mother had told him, when he was still young and expecting. It will be…a force you cannot ignore, as if something is pushing and pulling on your heart demanding you to go. It will be warm, loving but the longer you take to find them, it will become cold and painful. He remembered waiting for the feeling on his birthday, and feeling…nothing.
He had been waiting for the feeling of his mate, his wonderful, meant only for him, mate but woke up to feel nothing but emptiness. And now finally he felt it, a pull and push on his heart, a feeling of love and protectiveness filling his entire being. His mate had come of age. Much later than he would of thought, his mate was so young. If his mate was in Hogwarts they would be entering their 6th year and had to of turned 16 over the summer (July 31st, his mate's birthday).
He had spoken to Albus and the old fatherly headmaster had suggested that Severus attempt to find his mate at Hogwarts and if he or she was not there Severus would take leave of the school. Oh, how he hoped his mate was at Hogwarts, now that he knew his mate was alive, that they existed, he wanted to meet them as soon as possible.
Finally, the doors to the great hall opened and Severus breathed. He watched as the students separated to their house tables, talking amongst their selves and waiting for the first years. Severus looked at his house and inside he felt disappointment. He did not allow it to show on his face but he had hoped his mate would be a slytherin, they would be so similar. But, he told himself, he would love his mate even if it was Neville Longbottom (dear Merlin he hoped it wasn't). Next he turned to the Huffelpuff table (hoping with all his being that they were not seated at the table, because yes he would love them but they should at least get along right).Next was Ravenclaw (if not Slytherin then please be Ravenclaw) but no, he did not sense them, there was no need there. Last was Gryffindor. And though he had qualms about a student from the brave Gryffindor, he also hoped his mate was within those students, he needed his mate. And as if the imaginary pull had all of a sudden became physical Severus leaned forwards towards the Gryffindor table and he knew, they were there.
He glance at Albus and saw him watching him (Severus). Albus nodded, telling Severus that he would help, and so Severus relaxed as much as he could and waited for the feast to end and he could finally meet…his mate.