Harry snuggled closer to Yugi as they sat in a compartment on the train. Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Marik, Ryou and Ginny were sitting with them. Harry was talking to Luna about the quibbler, and suggesting a column on Fallen. She quickly agreed, saying she would write her father that night. Suddenly, Harry froze mid sentence.

"A Fallen is close, come on, Yugi!" Harry dragged his mate out as a scream echoed on the train. The sounds were coming from where the Slytherins normally sat, so the two entered Draco Malfoy's compartment, where he was holding onto Blaise Zabini's head in his lap. "Everyone but Draco out!" The teen hissed, glamor falling. The Slytherins bolted. "Malfoy, do you know what is happening?"

"N-no!"

"Blaise, can you tell him?"

"Fallen...I'm a F-fallen. Mate..." Draco managed to piece it together and flinched.

"I'm your mate?" The half Italian nodded, tears falling from his eye. "Shh..." Harry went to the door.

"Yugi, stay with them. I need to go tell the driver that we cannot leave the train until tomorrow. It will have to stay in the station in Hogsmead."

"Of course, love."

"Bye." An hour later, Harry was back, watching the transformation with a knowing look. He was curled up next to Yugi as the screams bounced around the room. Blaise had already broken the sound barriers twice. At some point, Harry covered his ears as the other's pain reminded him of his own inheritance.

"Why does it have to be a whole day? Why can't it just be half a day like my own? This isn't fair!" Draco babbled, running his hand through the soft brown hair. "It wasn't this painful when my veela side came out!" Yugi flinched, understanding the other's pain.

"Yugi?" The group looked at the door as it stood open. Blaise was gasping in pain, unable to scream again. Mokuba and Seto Kaiba stood there.

"Kaiba, Mokuba, hi." The two moved around Blaise and Draco to sit across from Yugi and Harry. Harry was staring at the brown haired man with a frown.

"You're Mione's cousin? Man, sucks to be her."

"Harry!" Yugi scolded.

"Well, it's true! She needs family she can relax around! Her dad started to teach her about her family name this summer, and she's stressing out because she's meeting her grandmother over Christmas!" Harry looked at Draco. "She's a half blood like me." The blonde gaped for a minute. "Yeah, I was surprised too."

"I feel terrible. We need new blood, but the way my parents raised me, I was a stupid, naive, arrogant prick." Harry grinned, just as Blaise whimpered out again before screaming. "Why is it so freaking painful for him?"

"Because our bones are completely remade. We get a womb, and eggs. I can't explain too well how that works. We also get wings." Just as he said that, a rip of skin and clothes could be heard as the wings sprouted from Blaise's back. Unlike Harry's black and white ones, he had a dark red almost crimson, and pink. "I guess our wings depend on our personality. Blaise is known for being passionate about most things, but still shy."

"Vai a dormire il mio bambino
Chiudi gli occhi graziosi
Angeli su voi sopra
Guarda in basso su di voi dal cielo.
La luna splende grande grande
Stelle iniziano a brillare
E 'tempo per tutti i picaninis
Per andare a dormire..." Draco sang in Italian, trying to calm the still struggling Fallen. A few hours later, Seto and Mokuba left, and Harry and Yugi were left with the couple.

"Yugi, can you sing to me?" Harry asked softly as Blaise continued to whimper.

"ليال لدينا العديد من صلى
مع أن أي إنسان يسمع برهان
في قلوبنا أغنية الأمل
فهمنا بالكاد
ونحن الآن لسنا خائفين
على الرغم من أننا نعرف أن هناك الكثير مما يخشى
كنا تحريك الجبال
قبل فترة طويلة كنا نعرف أننا يمكن أن

يمكن أن يكون هناك معجزات
عندما كنت تعتقد
على الرغم من الأمل واهية
من الصعب أن تقتل
من يدري ما المعجزات
يمكنك تحقيق
عندما كنت تعتقد
سوف بطريقة ما كنت
سوف لك عندما كنت تعتقد

في هذا الوقت من الخوف
عندما يثبت الصلاة في كثير من الأحيان دون جدوى
بدا الأمل مثل الطيور الصيف
بسرعة جدا بعيدا جوية
بعد الآن انا واقفة هنا
قلبي المليء، لا أستطيع أن أشرح
تسعى الإيمان وتحدث كلمات
لم اعتقد ابدا ان أقول

كلاب

حتى في الأوقات التي ذهب كل ما تبذلونه من الأمل
وتذهب من خلال الحياة تخاف
في قلبك هناك تكمن أغنية الأمل
أن هناك طريقة لتوجيه
وجميع الأذى وكل الآلام
كنت قريبا سوف تتعلم لم يكن عبثا
لصلاتك جميع، سيتم سمعوا
وأنها سوف تأتي لتمرير من خلال الايمان

يمكن أن يكون هناك معجزات
عندما كنت تعتقد
على الرغم من الأمل واهية
من الصعب أن تقتل
من يدري ما المعجزات
يمكنك تحقيق
عندما كنت تعتقد
أنت الآن سوف
سوف لك عندما كنت تعتقد..." Harry smiled, relaxing slightly. Blaise was calming down again, and looking at the time told them why. Dawn was in just a half an hour.

"So he said your bond was a mating bond. That means you actually want to be mates with him? Even if he subconsciously wants to be your mate, you have to acknowledge what you are to him so the bond can form."

"We are mates. If I had known that he is a Fallen, I would have went after him last year." Draco admitted, "when I came back to school, the Veela in me chose him instantly. However, I knew he was nowhere near ready." Harry nodded, looking at Blaise.

"His birthday was the fourth of July, right? He was close, but not close enough. It drove you crazy." Draco snorted, nodding.

"So how did you meet this guy?"

"He was staying with a friend, who lived near me. Dementors attacked me. I couldn't get my Patronus to work, so he took matters into his own hands. It was about a week or so after my birthday."

"That is unfortunate." They talked about a few things, both sides deciding it was best not to bring up Voldemort.

Finally, just like Yugi had, Draco kissed Blaise as the night ended.

Cookie for the ones who get the songs.

Go to sleep my baby
Close your pretty eyes
Angels up above you
Look down on you from the sky.
The great big moon is shining
Stars begin to glow
It's time for all the picaninis
To go to sleep

Many nights we've prayed
With no proof anyone could hear
In our hearts a hopeful song
We barely understood
Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains
Long before we knew we could

There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe
Somehow you will
You will when you believe

In this time of fear
When prayer so often proves in vain
Hope seemed like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away
Yet now i'm standing here
My heart's so full, i can't explain
Seeking faith and speaking words
I never thought i'd say

Hook

So in times when all your hope is gone
And you go through life afraid
In your heart there lies a hopeful song
That is there to guide the way
And all the hurt and all the pain
You soon will learn was not in vain
For all your prayers, they will be heard
They'll come to pass through faith

There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe
Now you will
You will when you believe

I won't really be able to do much next month because of it being NaNoWriMo. If this seems rushed, its because I wanted this out before next month.