Severus Snape sat at the head table, picking at his food. He waited as the students filed in. He was half veela, though not silvery and angelic like most. unfourtuanatly he got his looks from his rather ugly fathers, only inheriting a few desirable traits from his mother. Since he was sixteen he had searched for his mate, and never found them. Each year as a teacher, he walked threw the six year classes, hopping to catch his mates sent, and each year he was disappointed. He had to wait till his mate was sixteen if they were younger. Suddenly he caught a sent. It was like vanilla and mint and……something else he couldn't quite name. His heart raced. It was his mate! They were here! After so many years, he had found his mate! He resisted the urge to run around and snag his mate. Instead, he calmly as possible got up and walked out of the Great Hall.

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Snape paced the headmaster's office as the old man sat calmly behind his desk.

"They're here Albus!" he cried.

"May I ask who is here, Severus?" The old man said calmly.

"My mate!" Severus cried, ceasing his pacing. Dumbledore tapped one long finger to his chin, thoughtfully.

"Do you know who it is?"

"No, but I know they're here."

"Are you sure?"

"Am I sure?! Albus I have never been more sure in my life! I want to go tearing threw the students, grab my mate and ravish them!"

"Well, then, you must resist that urge. In the mean time wait a week, try to keep away from the students. Let them at least get settled back."

"Of course. Thank you Albus."

"I'll have someone set up extra room in your quarters."

"Thank you."

"Of course."

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Snape sat at his desk as the students filed in for 6th year potions, Slytherins and Gryffindor's. His nose immediately caught the sent of his mate. He gripped the edge of his desk tightly.

"Get… get out your cauldrons and………"

"Professor, are you alright."

"Yes, Miss Brown, I'm fine."

"Do you want one of us to go get Madam Pomfrey?"

"No, Mr. Malfoy."

"Do you want me to get you a potion professor?"

"Yes, Mr. Potter. In my office on my desk. Its dark green." Harry hurried into Snape's office and came back with a potion. Snape took it and drank the contents. He felt his heart beat slow and his nerves calm.

"Thank you, Mr. Potter. Okay, now get out your ingredients."

"Suck up." Ron whispeared to Harry. Harry gave a week smile.

"He's already pissed at me for looking in his pensive, might as well get off his bad....well his worse side." he replied.

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Harry sat in the Gryffindor common room with Hermione and Ron.

"I wonder what was wrong with Snape." He mused.

"Who knows?" Ron replied. "Want to play chess?"

"Sure." he said.

"You guys are impossible!" Hermione said with a sigh.

"We know." Harry replied.

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Snape paced his chambers, practically tearing his hair out. His mate was so close! He could hardly stand it. Everything smelt of his mate! That sweet smell. Merlin it was intoxicating! Snape fell onto his bed, growling, in for another restless night.

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Snape walked calmly around his Sytherin/ Gryffindor potions class. It was the middle of the week and he wanted to make sure the students were doing their potions correctly. He passed Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabb, Lavender Brown, Dean, Seamus, Hermione, Ron………… finally he got to Harry. Immediately that smell attacked his senses making him weak in the knee's. His mate was bloody fucking Harry Potter! Just his luck. He grabbed Harry's arms and pulled him to his feet.

"Come with me Mr. Potter." he said in a rough voice, then dragged him down the hall and to the stone gargoyle that led to Dumbledores office.

"Ah, hello, Severus." Dumbledore said. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"I can't stand it anymore Dumbledore! He's it!" He said pushing Harry forward.

"Hmmm, I see. You remember what I told you don't you Severus?"

"I can't take it anymore Albus! It's driving me crazy!"

"Alright, Severus."

"Uhm…… could someone please tell me what's going on?" Snape and Dumbledore looked up. Dumbledore smiled and motioned for Harry to take a seat.

"Harry, I'm sure you are aware of veela's mating habits."

"Yes."

"You know that veela's find their mate by sent?"

"Yes."

"You………"

"Who's mate am I?" Harry interrupted. "Tell me it's not Professor Snape." Snape felt hurt, but hide it.

"Yes Mr.Potter." Snape said. "It is me." Harry looked up at Snape with wide horrified eyes.

"This has got to be some horrible freakish dream!" Harry groaned. This time snape couldn't hide his hurt and concern. He knelt in front of Harry and gently took the young boys hands in his own.

"I know that this is really alot on you, and I'm sorry, but I'll help you with it." Harry stared at Snape Shocked.

"Run that by me again Professor. I think I something in my ear....LIKE A TUMOR! This is definatly some kind of weird psycho dream. I'm your mate and your being nice to me? Next Voldemorts going to come dancing in in a Tutu, wearing a weave!" Dumbledore laughed.

"I seems your mate has a creative imagination." Snape smiled and reached up to stroke Harry's cheek, but he jerked away. Snape again looked hurt and let his hand drop.

"I understand....you're not comfterable with any of this and I'm sorry."

"Harry, If you're willing to give this a try then we have rooms set up for you in the dugeons with Professor Snape. Harry was silent for a while then said:

"Okay."

"GOOD! You and the Professor shall get the rest of the day off."

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Snape looked up at the picture of the woman wearing a medevil gown and playing with a kitten.

"Password?" She asked.

"Veela Love." Snape said. The portrait swung up and Snape and Harry walkied in. Harry looked around the large sitting room lavishly decorated with velvet furniture and plush carpet. Snape led his to a large room decorated in the same fashion with a king size, four poster bed.

"This is my room." He said then showed Harry to a closed door near by.

"This is your room. I can't get in unless you give me permission."

"Okay."

"The bathrooms over there."

"Okay."

"Your things are already in your room and the studies over there, if you want to get anything to read or what not."

"Okay." Severus was getting irritated with the boys mono tone. 'Let the veela instincts take over.' he told himself.

"Harry, I'm sorry about all this. I should have waited till the week was over to get you. I'm sorry." Harry shrugged.

"It's okay. It's not like it's the first time my lifes been turned upside down."