AN: Grrr, I would've updated sooner but was giving me that stupid error every time I tried to log in D:
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To all of you that may be wondering, I'm using Atrerres and Veela like the word sheep. Sheep is singular and plural word. :)
Another thing, I'm calling Minerva and Severus by their first names because I think as the story progresses it would be awkward to still call them Snape and McGonagall, or to just randomly switch to their first names. And I'm calling Dumbledore by his last name because it would just be weird to call him Albus. xP
And as promised, you will learn a bit more about Atrerres this chapter!
Read on my lovelies.
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Chapter Three: Questions, Questions andMore Questions
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"Now, now, how can you possibly expect me to answer all of your questions if you're all speaking at once?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes doing their trademark twinkling.
"Sorry sir," the students mumbled. Dumbledore smiled at them.
"It isn't an issue. Why don't we all take a seat?" Dumbledore invited, conjuring 5 chairs: one for himself, Hermione, Ron, Blaise and Pansy. They all sat down quietly, their minds swimming with questions. Dumbledore then turned to Minerva and Severus.
"Minerva, Severus, if you would please go to the boys' dormitories and bring back a fresh set of clothing for them? We never know when they might be waking," Dumbledore requested. Minerva and Severus nodded, leaving the room. Dumbledore refocused his attention on his pupils.
"Am I correct in assuming that you all heard what was just spoken?" Dumbledore asked. They nodded.
"Alright, now if you would please ask your questions. One at a time," Dumbledore added as he noticed all of them were about to speak. Everyone except for Ron shut their mouths.
"Harry and Malfoy hate each other. How can they possibly be… mates," Ron asked, hesitating slightly before saying the word 'mates.'
"As I told Miss Granger, the Atrerres and Veela within Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy do not recognize their past feuds, though their kind may have been enemies in the past," Dumbledore put in when he saw Hermione about to speak up. "Their hearts do not recognize that. From now on they will only recognize each other as mates," Dumbledore explained. Blaise looked disgruntled.
"So you're telling me that when they wake up they're just going to be all lovey-dovey?" Blaise asked, sounding disgusted. Thinking of his friend turning into mush was not an appealing thought. Dumbledore shook his head.
"Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter's minds will not be affected. They will still feel the same about each other as they did before their inheritance. Though parts of their brains will recognize them as mates, so while they may still feel resentment towards each other, it will change as their minds start accepting that they're mates and they need each other. But it could happen quite quickly. Physical attraction between the two will be heightened enormously. They may find themselves thinking of the other quite often. While they may still argue, things may get quite.. physical between them," Dumbledore told them. The students blushed.
"That's good. I don't think it'd be good if Draco completely changed because of this," Pansy said. Accepting the fact that her best friend's mate was Harry Potter (she and Blaise had already known about Draco being of Veela blood) was one thing, but having him change completely was another. The room's conscious occupants nodded.
"Wait. If Draco and Potter are mates, why didn't all this happen last night at the Welcoming Feast?" Pansy inquired.
"I would assume that it is because in your Potions class, the boys were in much closer proximity to each other, thus triggering the part of their brains that recognizes their mate," Dumbledore supplied. Pansy nodded, understanding.
"Professor? Could you explain to me what exactly an Atrerres is?" Ron asked. He was confused, to say the least. It didn't explain why Harry had fangs.
As if reading his mind, Dumbledore responded. "You're wondering about the fangs, are you not?" Ron nodded. "The fangs are used to draw blood from the Atrerres' mate. It is an essential part of the bonding process, showing that the mate is willing to devote his or herself completely to them," Dumbledore said. Ron had a disgruntled look on his face.
"So Harry's a Vampire?" Ron asked. Dumbledore shook his head.
"No. While Atrerres are related to Vampires, they are very different. Atrerres are the dominant in the relationship, but cannot live without their mates, as Vampires can. And unlike Vampires, as I've stated before, their mindset is not altered when their mate is discovered. Powerful Atrerres have even been known to sprout wings when the mating process is complete. They're strength and speed generally increase by an extraordinary amount. New powers are also gained, but the powers depend on the Atrerres. Some have been known to manipulate certain elements while others have gained the power of Telekinesis," Dumbledore explained. "They can also see perfectly clearly in any condition, including darkness," he added as an after thought.
"That would explain why Harry doesn't need his glasses anymore," Ron said to Hermione. She nodded in agreement before voicing her own question.
"You said Atrerres are dominant?" she asked Dumbledore. He nodded. "But I read that Veela are also dominant," she said. Pansy and Blaise agreed.
"That is true. Because of this we have no way of knowing who will truly be the dominant in the relationship. My guess is that they will have equal parts in the relationship," Dumbledore replied.
"You also said Harry could get wings? Will he just be walking around with wings out of his back?" Ron questioned.
"No, the wings will only be visible when Mr. Potter is experiencing an extremely strong emotion, such as fear, or happiness. That is, if he even inherits that trait," Dumbledore said.
"Okay. You also said that if he did it'd be when the 'mating process is complete.' When will that be?" Ron asked. Hermione blushed before whispering the answer in his ear. Ron's face turned a bright shade of pink that clashed deeply with his hair before muttering a soft, "Oh."
Suddenly a groan was heard. Everyone turned to see Harry's eyes fluttering. The silencing charm had long since faded.
Hermione and Ron rushed to his side. "Harry, Harry, are you alright?" Hermione asked her now-conscious friend. The raven-haired teen nodded weakly as his eyes opened fully.
"I'm fine," Harry responded, his voice raspy. It was mostly true. He only had a little bit of his headache left and other than feeling a bit warm, he felt perfect. Madame Pomfrey appeared with a glass of water and a vial of bright pink potion in her hand. Harry snatched the glass from her and downed it in one gulp.
"What's that?" Harry asked, his voice now strong and clear. He was gesturing towards the potion which Madame Pomfrey was now putting in his hand.
"It should help clear up whatever is remaining of your headache," the matron told him. He readily drank it before a look of disgust came over his face. It had tasted like stale milk mixed with tomatoes. And Harry was not fond of either.
"Ugh," Harry said. Ron patted his friend on the back comfortingly.
Another groan was heard, this time coming from the bed next to Harry's. The trio turned to see Draco mimicking Harry's earlier actions. Pansy and Blaise were by his side looking worriedly at him. Madame Pomfrey quickly gave him a glass of water and the potion. A look similar to Harry's when he was drinking the potion was passing over Draco's face.
"What are trying to do, kill me?" Draco cried. Harry scowled at him.
"She was only trying to help you Malfoy, so shut your mouth!" Harry said angrily. He could not however, ignore the flops his stomach was doing as he looked at Draco's face.
"You! You're the whole reason I'm here!" Draco yelled, pointing an accusing finger in Harry's direction. Harry looked startled.
"Like hell I am! If anything it's you that put me here!" Harry defended himself.
"You—" Draco began, but couldn't finish as Dumbledore cut him off.
"Boys, boys. I'm sure you have many questions, but they can wait until we get to my office. Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall should be arriving momentarily with clothing for each of you," Dumbledore told them. Right on cue, Severus and Minerva re-entered the infirmary, clothing under their arms. They set them at the end of the beds, before moving to stand by Dumbledore.
"Now, I'm sure you all have many assignments that need working on, so I suspect you shall be returning to your dormitories," Dumbledore said, his attention on Hermione, Ron, Pansy and Blaise. It was not really a question, so they nodded.
Hermione gave Harry a quick hug before leaving. Ron gave him a smile before following Hermione. Pansy squeezed Draco's hand and smiled at him before also exiting. Blaise gave him a pat on the back before trailing behind Pansy.
"If you would both please meet me in my office after you have changed into your clothes please," Dumbledore requested, before exiting the infirmary. Minerva and Severus followed after a look at their students.
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Draco and Harry started dressing in silence. Each took chances at glancing at the other. Draco simply could not keep his eyes off of Harry's smooth and chiseled chest. And Harry couldn't help but stare at Draco's firm legs and strong arms as they moved to put on his clothes.
Both boys felt disgusted as they felt… something harden down south. It was then Draco noticed Harry staring.
"See something you like Potter?" Draco sneered, but was actually quite curious as to why his "enemy" was staring.
"Yes." It slipped out before Harry could stop it. His eyes widened and he quickly clasped his hands over his mouth. Draco looked shocked before quickly covering it up with a smirk.
"I mean—that is to say—what I was trying—" Harry stuttered, trying to come up with a plausible excuse. Draco smirked wider before standing up straight and walking slowly over to Harry.
Harry gulped and backed up. Draco just stepped closer, his pants still in his hand. Both boys were clad in only their boxers. Harry tried to back up farther, but his bed interfered. Draco and Harry were now barely an inch apart. Draco dropped his pants to grab Harry's hand and place it on his bum. Harry, too shocked to withdraw, couldn't help but notice the firmness of it as his hand rested on Draco's rear.
Draco leaned in, his mouth next to Harry's ear. Inside he was screaming, asking why he was doing this, but he ignored it. "Is this what you like?" Draco asked, his breath ghosting over Harry's ear. Harry shivered involuntarily before gulping once more. Draco smirked again before pulling away quickly, leaving Harry stunned.
Harry was confused. He felt himself grow excited when Draco had approached him. He thought he would burst when Draco put his hand on his bum. 'He has a nice arse,' Harry thought, before mentally kicking himself for having such thoughts. He hated Draco! He was a selfish git. 'A selfish git with a nice arse.'
Harry once again mentally kicked himself. 'Does this mean Draco likes me?' Harry asked himself. 'Wait, since when did he become Draco?' he wondered. 'Since you found yourself admiring his rear end,' he heard his inner voice respond. His mental foot was growing tired so Harry mentally slapped himself instead.
Draco too was having an internal battle. What had possessed him to approach the other boy? He hated Harry and hated being near him unless they were fighting. But their interaction had felt so… right. And part of Draco felt overjoyed at the prospect of Harry finding him attractive. Harry was quite pleasing to the eyes as well.
The blonde had not failed to notice how Harry had changed over the summer. 'He looks good with a tan,' Draco mused. 'And his hair…' Before Draco had found Harry's hair ugly and annoying. Now he found it incredibly sexy and longed to run his hands through the untamed locks. Draco mentally groaned. He should not be thinking those things about his "enemy."
Needless to say Draco put on quite the show as they finished dressing, bending over slowly whenever necessary, and stretching longer than needed when putting on his shirt.
And needless to say Harry finished changing after Draco, with a blush on his face.
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Ah that was fun to write. We have our first bit Harry/Draco slash! You do not know how hard it was not making them kiss. xD I hope you guys enjoyed it all the same!
Up next: Harry and Draco find out what exactly is going on. How will they react:O
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