Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter I merely enjoy dabbling in unusual parings from the series!
A/C Thanks to MistoMeshai for doing the beta reading!
When he arrived at Hogwarts ten minutes later, he could smell his mate already. Just from the Entrance Hall. The smell was coming from the great hall.
Thank Salazar and all his snakes he thought that will make this sooooo much easier! He walked into the Great Hall closely followed by his father.
"Now Son, you have to stay at your table and eat while I go and talk to professor Dumbledore. You are forbidden from searching for your mate until I get back!"
"But Father!"
"No buts. Sit and eat you will feel better when you do!" Draco went over to the Slytherin table and sat down. The only bearable person at the table was Theodore Nott. The rest of the year were in classes. Well all of Draco's, so called, friends were anyway! Nott had come into his inheritance too. However where Draco got his inheritance from his father, a true Veela, the last true veela in Nott's family was his Great Grandfather. Therefore Nott's appearance had only changed slightly i.e. His eyes were darker blue than before ad his hair was only a shade paler.
"Mornin' Malfoy"
"Hey Nott"
"Wazzup? Oh, Right! I totally forgot, so do you know who it is yet?" Nott was practically hopping out of his seat in excitement. It wasn't everyday the Malfoy heir got to see who was worthy of their affections.
"No I don't and it's really pissing me off. My fucking bastard of a father wont let me go searching until he comes back. No I will not calm down, not until I have found my mate!" He added as Nott opened his mouth with a slightly worried look in his face. He quickly turned back to the table and continued eating his waffles. Draco also turned to the table and grabbed the goblet of water that had appeared in front of him. He started sipping, willing himself to calm down and not to have a fit in a state of anger.
His father returned twenty long agonising minutes later. Thankfully, of all the amounts of people who had left the great hall in that short space of time, Draco's mate wasn't one of them. Draco surveyed the students who had not left and quickly analysed that is wasn't a Hufflepuff or a Slytherin. He casually walked past the Ravenclaw table. So that left the Gryffindors. He walked towards their table, hoping against hope that it wasn't Mudblood or Weasel. Whoever it was they were very anxious and very upset. He could tell. He walked the length of the table at the side where Granger and Weasley were sitting. It wasn't anyone there. He stopped at the head table. He quickly transfigured a napkin into an envelope and left it in Severus' place. He then turned and walked up the other side of the Gryffindor table, he could feel his mate getting closer, suddenly he stopped. On the pretence of fixing the sleeve of his robe, he looked to see who he was standing beside. When he turned he nearly threw up.
As quickly as he could, he left the Great Hall. Closely followed by his father and Nott.
"So who is it" they both asked in unison. Nott was jumping from foot to foot in excitement a look of nervous anticipation on his face. Lord Malfoy however looked worried, the frown on his forehead making him look older instantly. He was worried about Draco. For a Veela who had been pestering his father about his inheritance for the entire summer, Draco did not look exactly overjoyed. As they waited for the answer to their question, Draco stopped and leaned against a wall.
"Son...?" Draco looked up at his father, a green tinge marring his handsome complexion he shook his head, looked from his father to Nott and back again. He looked his father in the eyes and stated very clearly
"Harry Potter" Before collapsing on the floor.
