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My night's sleep was pure hell. I tossed and turned, dreaming about Potter. Nothing really specific just his face and his gorgeous eyes. It was driving me mad by the morning that I couldn't even get rid of him in my dreams. My Veela was messing with me too much. It was determined for me to want Potter as my mate. Not gonna happen. I woke up groggy with my hair sticking out every which way. A shower remedied my hair problem, but did not help with how tired I was. I gathered all the stuff I'd need for the day and put in my bag. I waved to Crabbe and Goyle. I didn't feel like talking this morning. That was the best I could offer in the way of greeting everyone. I could tell it annoyed Pansy. She surprisingly stayed away. Thank Merlin. I was thin on patience at the moment.

I trudged down to breakfast my eyes wondered over to the Gyffindor table. Potter wasn't there. I was relieved and disappointed. It was fine though. At least I could breathe easier with him not there. I sat down and ate my fill of breakfast, not paying attention to anything happening around me. I was too tired to even pretend I was listening. I hoped this didn't happen every day or pretty soon I'd have dark circles under my eyes and look like I'm about to fall over. That's how I felt now. I took the opportunity to lay my head on my arm, just to rest while everyone ate and talk about the upcoming day. Before I knew it I was being shaken awake.

"Malfoy it's time to get ready for class," Potter said next to my ear, his hand shook my shoulder gently. I jolted awake feeling his warm breath against my skin. I shuddered from the contact of his hand. It felt like his hand was made of fire. I could feel the heat through my layers of clothing. It was unsettling how much I longed for more of the touch. It sent little electric currents through. I didn't like it. I wasn't supposed to feel such things for anyone especially Potter.

I was wide awake, but in a bit of a daze thanks to Potter. "What is it time for?" I started to get up. Potter never removed his hand. The heat from it was flooding my body. I felt so dizzy.

"Class. Oh, here." Potter chuckled at my state of confusion. Who could think when he was right beside them? I couldn't fathom how anyone who was attracted to Potter didn't just fall over when he passed by. I was about to do that and I didn't even want to be attracted to him. Potter handed me a few parchments.

I stared at them dumbfounded. "What am I supposed to do with this?"

"They are yesterday's notes. From the classes you missed."

Oh. Wait, what? Potter was lending me his notes. My mind reeled from the fact. I steadied myself on the table. My Veela was extremely happy. I on the other hand was bewildered. Was Potter feeling well? Why was he being nice to me? I didn't get it.

"That's all right. I don't need them." I shoved them back at Potter who looked hurt. His big green eyes seemed bigger the sadder he got. It tore at my heart.

"Are you sure? You can barrow them if you want?"

Potter let me go much to my relief. We started walking to Potions. I wish I go could without him, but we were going to the same place so it made sense that we walked together. At least that was what I told myself.

"I'm sure they are inaccurate. You never pay attention."

"How do you know? Do you keep an eye on me?"

I was stunned speechless. Potter got him again. "Let me be clear. I don't need your notes." Potter looked even more hurt. I sighed. "I already copied Pansy's if you must know." Potter perked up at that. "Thanks for the offer." Potter woke me up when no one else did. Jeez, some friends I have. A bubble of happiness welled up in me before I squashed it. Potter was helping way too much for my liking. I couldn't bring myself to say that though. In fact I didn't want to. "Thank you for waking me up too." My face heated with the admission. It felt good to thank him though. I'd let myself enjoy it this one time.

"Anytime," Potter said brightly. We walked the rest of way to class in silence. Potter seemed happy for some reason. I wonder if he hit his head or something. He was being weird. At least he was close that helped me feel better even if I was in turmoil about Potter making me feel better, he was still there and something settled inside me. It was enough to have him close by. That's all I needed at the moment.

The rest of the day passed in relative ease. It probably had to do with the fact that I accepted the fact that Potter had to be near. It was still hard, but it helped me not be in such chaos whenever he was near me or in my line of sight.

The next few days were strange to say the least. Potter took every opportunity to talk to me or greet me. It helped my Veela stay calm along with me. Granger and Weasley seemed concerned, but never stopped him. Even my friends thought something funny was going on. They said nothing. Potter helped save them and most of their parents. What right did they have to say anything to him? I went along with it. I fought against my nature most of the time. I wanted to be near him longer and talk to him more. I didn't allow more than a few minutes of conversation or close proximity. He had this bad habit of getting right in my face. Most of the time I wanted to lean forward for a small peck on the lips. That would have been enough for me. Instead I put a foot or two between us.

It was the end of my last class of the day and thankfully it was Friday. It had been a really long week. Potter greeted me. It was starting to become a habit for him. "Hey Malfoy can I barrow your notes for our last Potion class. I didn't pay attention and missed half the lecture." Potter eyes glinted behind his glasses.

I was taken aback. "Why? What about Granger?" I had to ask just to keep up appearances. I'd give him my notes to make me and my Veela feel good. Even if it was the smallest gesture it felt wonderful to make my mate feel good. I did it to help myself feel normal. When I rebelled against my nature to be at least nice to my mate my insides twisted with guilt and it was hard to think of anything other than his hurt expression. I remedied that with at least trying to be as nice as I could. I still didn't want a mate. I needed to survive this somehow and this was how I found I could.

Potter colored. "Ron's using them right now and...yeah." A blatant lie. I didn't know why he wanted to barrow them but they were his if he wanted.

I made a big show of sighing, dropping my bag and pulling out my notes. "Here, give them back to me Monday." Potter reached for them. I pulled them back before he could take them. "You can have them on one condition."

"What's that?"

"You leave me alone for the weekend. You exhaust me." I didn't mean to say that last part out loud, but it was true. It was nice having Potter near so my Veela didn't long to be near him. I was so tired of trying to keep my nature under control along with trying to nice to Potter. My head was spinning after our encounters. I looked deep inside and didn't feel any objection from my Veela. If I had I would have retracted the condition.

Potter narrowed his eyes at me. "On Monday I can start talking to you again right?" He crossed his arms over his chest.

"I don't know why you want to, but yes you can."

"Deal. And thank you." Potter grinned at me. He grabbed the notes and took off after Granger and Weasley.

I flushed with pleasure. My mate was happy. This time I didn't push the feelings away. I basked in the warm glow that settled over me. It was strange that so small a gesture would make Potter happy. If it did then all the better. I found myself looking forward to seeing him on Monday. He really did get under my skin. Not in a bad way.

Yay! Chapter 4 is done

Chapter 5 will be posted soon