AH! Don't kill me! I don't own any of the characters from Harry Potter. (Though if I bribed the twins to be my slaves, that be excellent! Oh! and I couldn't forget about drakey-poo and Ronald! :3) Oh dear, I've just rambled, haven't I ? Well, enjoy!
Draco Malfoy; Slytherin Prince and Malfoy heir, what's not to like about it? Other than the fact he is a vampire and has to find his mate in a matter of a month or he and his mate dies, his life was pretty sweet.
Draco spent most of his time during the summer before sixth year contemplating about who his mate might be. It had to be someone from Hogwarts, because he could smell an utterly delicious scent passing under his nose whenever he was around Gryffindors.
"Wait a minute... Gryffindor?!" He thought to himself one night while taking his daily bubble bath.
He sifts through his mind, remembering names, faces and smells.
His mind stops at Ron Weasley, and he wrinkles his nose, "No, that can't be it, he smells too sour."
He goes through the list again, stopping at another Weasley, well, actually two. "Fred and George? They smell excruciatingly good, but not a smell that would particularly appeal to me in a time of need." Draco smirked at that saying.
Then, his mind flitted to Harry Potter, his best friend since first year. His scent filled Draco's nostrils, smelling of vanilla and cinnamon. He remembered all the times where he got too close to him to where his scent nearly overpowered his mind.
"No, bloody hell, no. Not Harry! We've been friends for a long time, this cannot be happening!" He screamed at himself.
September 1st- Draco's view
I walked onto the platform, being engulfed in millions of scents. My eyes shift warily , searching for Harry. I smile softly as I find him talking to Hermione. I walk up to them and Hermione waves.
Harry looks back at me and smiles, "Hey Dray, how was your summer?" He says as he wraps an arm around my waist.
Hermione smiles and shakes her head."Draco, may I talk to you in private?"
"Yea, sure." I say, as Hermione winks at Harry.
"That's odd." I think to myself as I get pulled onto the train by Hermione, Harry trailing not so far behind.
"Here's an empty compartment." Hermione sighs as she leads me into it, shutting and locking the door.
"Harry's my mate! And not a friend mate, a vampire mate!" I blurt out, not able to hold my secret in.
"I know. That's why I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to tell you that Harry is in bloody near love with you, and I know that you are a vampire, because you told me; and I know you like him too." Hermione had a look of pride plastered on her face.
"Well, that didn't catch me off guard one bit!" I laugh sarcastically.
There's a knock at the compartment door, and Harry is there, looking at me with puppy dog eyes. Hermione laughs and unlocks the door. She whispers something to Harry and says, "Well, I'll leave you two alone then." and she walks out, probably searching for Ron.
Harry closes the blinds of the windows and kisses my lips softly,"God, I've missed you." He says, bringing me into a hug.
I stand there speechless, until I get my thoughts together and say, "Harry, I think we should sit down." I say, pulling him into my lap. We've always had of what you'd call an intimate friendship. There would be tickles and big giant hugs and hands around each other's waist and occasional kisses, which I am glad for, because it makes what I was about to say a hell of a lot easier. I felt bad though, because I haven't told Harry my secret, due to my cowardly thoughts of being rejected.
"Harry, I'm a vampire, and you're my mate, darling." I says, looking into his emerald eyes.
He is silent for a while, then he says,"I... I don't understand..." He stutters quietly.
"I've put it quite clearly, yes?" I nuzzle his neck, and he giggles. "What's so funny, eh?"
"Your breath, it tickles." He smiles."But why me?" He asks quietly, looking at the vampire before him, me twirling his hair through my fingers.
"I, personally, would definitely choose you, over anyone in the wizarding world, to be my mate if I had a choice. But, I am especially glad it's you. Maybe your just the right one for my body, mind, and soul." I trace intricate lines on his neck, and it causes him to shiver.
"But what about our friends? What if they don't accept us?" He whisper, looking into my gray eyes.
"To hell with them if they don't accept us." I mutter.
"To hell with them, then." Harry mutters back.
"But there's a catch."I say, resting my head on Harry's head. "I have to feed off of you."
"That's entirely fine with me." He says calmly.
One of my eyebrows go up in a questioning look, "You don't have any questions, concerns, comments, ANYTHING?"
"Nope." He says."In fact, Before bed tonight, you can mark me." Harry said.
"Really? Harry, I love you. Tonight will be romant-Wait a minute! How would we be able to sleep together? We're in different houses!"
"Hermione's got her ways." Harry looks up at me and smiles softly.
My eyebrow goes up again, "Ooh, she's going to get it."
Harry giggles softly,"I love it when your eyebrows do that."
"Do what?" I make my eyebrows do a wave. Harry giggles even more.
I kiss his lips and the train starts to move.
"Off to Hogwarts we go then." Harry mutters as he drifts to sleep.
A/N: Alright, so let me explain here. This was on my joint acct with a friend of mine, which kind of died... and I've decided to revive the story. So, I humbly lay this multi-chaptered(which are soon to come) Draco/Harry fic at my readers feet. Accept my offering?
A/N2: I also don't have a beta just yet, but the first three chapters have been beta'd. :)