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The next few days were hell on Earth. Everywhere I turned Potter was there bumping into me, steadying me and then going on his merry way. Whether it be in class or walking around Hogwarts he was somehow there brushing up against me, crowding me, and driving me absolutely crazy. I thought my Veela was going to go mental the first few days. The only thoughts in my head were tell Potter and then keep him stashed away from the red headed menace that seemed to haunt his steps. I swear no matter where Potter was she was right behind him. It was driving me crazy wanting to be with my mate then wanting to curse his 'girlfriend.' Girlfriend my ass. The more Potter went on trying to get my attention the less he paid to her, which was fine by me, but then again he was starting to be the only thing I could keep my mind on. When was I going to tell him? Was I going to tell? How would he react? Was it worth it? From my point of view the idea of dying of a broken heart was getting less and less appealing. And Potter's good points kept pointing themselves out. He was kind, always helping his friends even some of the ones that seemed to annoy him a little. He worked hard. At the things he was good at. Potions was not one of them. He took it upon himself to sit behind me in every class and I could hear him curse under his breath every time he did something wrong. It happened often. He was adorable when he was confused. That happened mostly in Potions too. All and all the more I saw the more I wanted to know. I had to beret myself on more than one occasion that I was trying to keep my distance. That wasn't working out like I had hoped. It was ridiculous how much I went back and forth on the decision although my Veela was fighting harder and harder to get to our mate. I didn't realize how strong of a bond Potter and I had. Maybe it had always been there.

The more I set my sights on him the better I felt about telling him then thoughts of threatening to hex him popped in my mind. I still couldn't believe I did that. It was an empty threat, he didn't know that. And I haven't exactly carried through with it. Potter knocked into me at least once or twice a day. Not to mention when I dropped something or was looking for something he was right there with the item in question. It seemed he was very affected by this whole Veela mate business. It might make an easier transition to be my mate when I told him.

Although I better be careful thinking about all this stuff in class because after Potter's little act last time I blew up my potion earning a detention and points being taken away by a very angry Snape. Potter didn't look happy about the incident either. I would've thought he'd be smug. He was more upset about it than I was.

The same thing might happen again. It felt like Potter was breathing down my neck and he was two tables away.

"Don't look now, but Potter is staring at you," Pansy whispered to me as she put her ingredients in her cauldron.

I rolled my eyes. "Tell me something I don't know."

Pansy smirked. That was never a good sign. "You just put four more fish scales than was needed."

I jumped when my potion started billowing smoke. Luckily, Snape was out of the room at the moment and I still had enough time to start over, just barely. Potter was going to ruin all my perfect grades. I dumped the potion, starting over again with a laughing Pansy holding her finished product.

The smile fell off her face when I refused to talk to her anymore. "Draco, you have got to tell him or do something. Please. It hurts to see you this way. You're not yourself and neither is Potter. Let me tell it's starting to freak some people out. Blaise keeps asking what's wrong with you and I keep telling to leave you alone, but I don't know how much longer anyone can last with your decision. Especially you and Potter. I may not be his biggest fan even I'm starting to feel bad for the poor guy. And then his girlfriend what's her face makes you angry every time they're together. Save us all some heartaches and headaches and tell the man." Pansy was huffing and puffing by the end of her tirade.

"Are you done?" I asked as I kept doing my work. Not looking up. Most definitely not feeling Potter's eyes on me. Nope. I felt nothing.

Except I felt something. I was ready to take my frustration out on my potion again. My Veela was oddly calm with the behavior Potter was exhibiting. I guess it thought as long as Potter was close we would be fine for now.

"Yes, I'm done. You don't have to be so bitchy about it."

I set aside my ingredient, pinning Pansy with my stare. "Look, Pansy I know you're trying to help and I appreciate it. You're the only one who knows what's going on and it helps to have you know, but I'm so stressed out I'm ready to pull out my hair. I have my Veela pointing me in Potter's direction every chance it gets which is often thanks to Potter in every nook and cranny in this school then on top of all that my grades and school work are suffering because I can't concentrate on anything other than when should I tell Potter. Should I tell him? And on and on with different variations of how he could react, if it's the right thing to do and I can't make up my mind. My Veela is dead set on it while I'm confused about everything. I thought I didn't want a mate, but it's hard to ignore him when he pops up every few seconds even though I told him to stay away. So excuse me if I'm not exactly polite lately." I breathed deeply through my nose, trying to calm my racing heart. She had no idea what I was going through. I know Pansy was trying to help. It put more added stress on and already stressful situation.

Pansy stared at me for a moment before getting up and engulfing me in a tight hug. I thought she was going to break one of my ribs by how strong her grip was. The sound of shattering glass pulled us apart. I found Potter picking up the pieces to his broken tube. Without thinking I pulled out my wand and repaired it for him. He looked up eyes shining with something that I couldn't possibly place. I turned back to my neglected potion, letting the task take me to another place.

By the time Potions was over I was bone tired. I swear it was the longest class in the history of the world. I never felt that way about Potions, but once again Potter was at the center of my stress. After he broke his tube, I kept glancing at him to make sure he was okay. He was my mate. It was the right thing to do. It felt strange to do it though. I was looking out for him, he had no idea why.

I headed for Transfigurations with a grumbling Pansy. We got to class. I took a seat in the back while Pansy elected to take one further up front. It's not like we were joined at the hip, I was expecting her to sit by me. I got a surprise when I heard the chair next to me scrape against the stone and discovered Potter next to me. Great. Just great. Another class to mess up in. I better get used to getting horrible grades.

Before I had a chance to react McGonagall started her lecture telling us to transfigure something into something. I didn't hear a word she said. I was too busy watching Potter bite on his thumb nail. For some reason it was fascinating to watch. He chewed harder when I leaned over to look at his book, slowing down when I pulled away. It was fun to have some affect on him. It didn't leave me totally unaffected. I was transfixed with his skin and how smooth it and soft it appeared. I kept wondering what it would feel like if I touched him. Potter didn't let me get away with my source of fun though.

"Draco, do you know how to do this?" He leaned closer to me, chest brushing against my shoulder. I shuddered against his muscles which rippled under mine.

I scooted away a little. "I told you to give me some space."

"I know or you'll hex me. You're all talk." Potter emphasized his point by taking my hand in his and showing me how to wave my wand for this particular task. I still had no idea what we were doing. My body flamed from the contact. My face turned pink, my skin tingled where Potter was touching me and my heart was racing so fast it was hard to believe it wouldn't stop.

I pulled my hand away when I had all I could take. "Thank you now you can leave."

"I like it right here."

"I don't want you here." I gritted my teeth. I was ready to bust. Why wouldn't he leave me alone? Potter frowned, brow creased. I hurt his feelings again. Ugh, I'm the worst mate ever.

"Class is now over. Remember to review the next set of chapters. That is what we'll be working on next class," McGonagall said. She swept out of class without a backwards glance.

"What the hell are we supposed to read?" I muttered to myself. Sheesh, I didn't even know the assignment. I'd just have to ask Pansy later maybe I could barrow her notes. Mine weren't worth anything considering I didn't write anything.

I started packing lost in my thoughts when I looked up I was alone with Potter. "What?" I asked, exasperated by this whole situation.

"Tell me…"

I cut him off right there if he asked me what was between us one more time I'd lose it. "You want to know what's between us?" I didn't give Potter a chance to answer. "I'm a Veela and you're my mate. Happy now?" I yelled then went still. My body felt numb.

Potter's face lit up like the sun, smiling brightly and warming me on the inside. "I knew it!" Potter pulled me into a bone crushing hug. I struggled to get loose, he wasn't having any of it. I slumped against him, mind whirling with this new development.

Tentatively I put my arms around him, Potter sighed into my neck. I shivered with tendrils of pleasure curling along my nerve endings. "What do you mean you knew it?" I asked. This was beyond my comprehension. I wasn't sure I wanted to know the answer. And I wasn't sure if I could keep my mate.

Yay! Chapter 10 is done

Chapter 11 will be posted soon