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Updated: 5/24/12

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Chapter 3

"WHAT!" Severus yelled as he jumped up out of his seat. "That's not possible!" He exclaimed. "That would have meant that she would have been pregnant for far longer than the normal amount of time." He started pacing as his brain was trying to process what he had just been told.

"I don't know how she did it Sev, but she must have. That's the only way. Plus we have magic. That makes almost anything possible." Narcissa said as she stood up to try and comfort him. She caught his hand, and pulled him to her. Severus wrapped his arms around her and held onto her tight. "I don't know what to do Cissa...what if he doesn't accept me, and our relationship." He mumbled.

"Severus Snape! What kind of attitude is that? Unacceptable that is! I cannot believe that you would even begin to think like that! Where is the snarky potions master we all know and love?" Narcissa demanded wanting to pull him out of his self pity.

"Hmpf." Severus huffed, pulling out of Narcissa's arms and sitting down next to Marvolo again. "So what are we going to do about this?" Severus said, thinking logically again.

"I'm glad to see that you're back with us Sev. You had us worried there for a moment." Lucius commented.

"Well you try finding out you have a son who you've been horrible to for the past five years, and we'll see how you react." Severus said snidely.

"I believe that we are veering off topic." Marvolo commented.

"Right. So Severus, what would you like to do?" Lucius said, looking at him.

"Well, I am going to tell him as soon as I can, whenever Draco will let me really. I would also like to take him to Gringotts to register him as my heir, and maybe see if he has any blocks or anything on him." Severus replied.

"That sounds like a good plan." Narcissa said, "And we will be there to support you."

"Thank you. I am glad you will." Severus said gratefully. Then in his head he heard a slight ringing that let him know that Harry was waking up. "I do believe he is waking up as we speak." He started to get up, but Marvolo grabbed his arm, and pulled him back down. When Severus looked up at him questioningly, he replied "Now that Harry is awake, Draco is likely to be waking up as well. We should give them a few moments to themselves before we go barging in."

"Very well. But I would really like to see that his is okay."

. . .

As Harry felt himself waking up, he kept himself still, using his senses to try to figure out if there was anything dangerous around. He was laying on something that was much to soft to be his bed at the Dursley's, but he still listened his hardest to try and hear something. When he heard nothing, no pounding on his door, no one tromping up and down the stairs, no one screeching for him to get up, he slowly opened his eyes to try to figure out where he was. What little he could see without his glasses on surprised him. He was in a dark green room, lying on a large bed that was super soft, but there was something covering him. While he was squinting trying to figure out what was covering him, he heard a moan and something on the bed beside him shifted. He squeaked and quickly turned over trying to see what it was.

"Are you okay Harry?" Draco said as he leaned up on his elbow. When Harry yelped and tried to get out of Draco's arms, Draco sat up completely, and pulled him to his chest, wrapping his wings around him, and started cooing at him, trying to get him calmed down. Once Harry had stopped moving Draco let go of him with one arm and grabbed his glasses, pushing them into one of Harry's hands. Harry immediately shoved them on his face, and turned around to look at who was holding him. "Draco?" Harry asked weakly.

"Yes, love? I'm right here." Draco responded, nuzzling his face into Harry's neck.

"Yeah, but why? Why aren't I still at the Dursley's?"

"You're never going back there sweetheart. I wont allow it. You're here because I rescued you from them."

"Yeah, but why did you do that? I'm not worth it. No one ever cares." Harry said morosely.

"Well I do. And I'll tell you why, but you have to be patient and listen to all of it, is that okay?" Draco asked.

"Yeah, that's fine." Harry murmured. "Thank you."

"Well see, two weeks ago I had my 16th birthday, and well, 16 is when everyone comes into their inheritances. Some people only get a boost of power, others don't get anything at all, like all the mud-muggleborns." Draco changed his wording halfway through, hoping Harry didn't notice, and thankfully he didn't, or he didn't say anything if he did. "But some people who have creature blood in their bloodlines, become a creature on their sixteenth birthdays."

"Is that what happened to you?" Harry asked, looking up at Draco.

"Yes it is. Both my parents are full Veela, so that makes me one as well, and I came into that on my birthday. And one thing about Veela is that we have a mate. And it's predestined for us, and it is a person who completes us the most."

"Oh. Who's yours?" Harry asked, hopeful.

"You are." Draco said seriously.

"Really?" Harry asked, a large smile breaking out on his face.

"Yes. I wouldn't joke about something like this." Draco said, surprised. "Are you sure you don't have a problem with this Harry?"

"No. I don't. Why would I?" Harry asked.

"Why wouldn't you?" Draco responded. "I mean, it's not like I've been nice to you over the past years. I'd understand if you hate me." He mumbled.

"No!" Harry exclaimed, "Of course not!"

"Why not?"

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Cause I wouldn't be able to find something like this somewhere else."

"What do you mean?" Draco asked, looking confused.

"You have to love me for the right reasons."

"Which are?"

"You'll love me for me." Harry said.

"And others won't?"

"Not really. I mean, I could possibly find someone who'll love me for the right reasons...but it's unlikely, and it would be a lot harder anyway. Almost not worth the effort."

"Why?"

"I am famous you know. People just don't want me for me. They want me for my money or my fame. Not for me." Harry said, looking down, depressed.

"Oh." Draco responded surprised.

"Yeah. You see now?"

"Yes, I understand. I promise to love you for the right reasons, okay? As a Malfoy, I don't need your money, and I don't want it either."

"Why not?" Harry asked offended.

"Because it is your money love. I have more than enough to support us, and I never want you to feel like you have to pay for anything."

"But-"

Draco cut him off, "Love I'm not saying you don't have to pay for anything. If you feel like it, just let me know. But don't feel like you have to pay for everything either. Please, let me spoil you."

"Oh. Okay."

"And I don't want your fame either. In case you haven't noticed, the Malfoy family gets a fair bit of publicity as well."
"Really? How come I've never seen you in it then?"

"We're usually back in the politics sections. That stuff is not exactly front page material like you are."

"Oh okay. That actually makes me feel better. I'm guessing you guys know how to deal with the press?"

"Yes we do. Speaking of which, we should sue them for slander. They haven't exactly been kind to you. But that's for another time. You never actually told me if you were gonna hold my past against me or not." Draco said, worried.

"No I'm not. Why would I. You've changed over your birthday-when was that by the way?"

"Early June. Please stop trying to change the subject." Draco responded.

"Sorry." Harry said, blushing. "But you've changed, and I don't see any reason why we couldn't just leave the past where it is. In the past."

"Really?" Draco said visibly brightening, "You mean that?"

"Of course. If I didn't why would I say it?" At that Draco pulled into a really tight hug, his wings closing around him as he nuzzled his face into Harry's neck. "You have no idea hoe happy that makes me." He whispered, his face still hidden in his neck, Draco's veela easing at the fact that his mate didn't hold past offenses against them.

A/N: I give cookies to whoever can figure out the bit of foreshadowing that I threw in. Reviews are loved by the new writer!