A/N: OK here's my next chapter as I promised. :)

Chapter 10

Severus Snape had a glass of firewisky in one hand and a bag of blood in the other. It had been a tough night and his inner vampire was not happy. Not happy at all. His headache as he had to listen to the constant howl of despair. His vampire actually wanted the Potter spawn as a submissive. He cringed as his vampire screeched. He growled, of course the brat was milking this. He could feel Potters feelings at the back of his mind. His vampire was practically shoving them in his face. It would seem that as soon as he knew the identity of his submissive a bond started so that he could feel some of the brat's feelings.

Just when he was about to get up and search out the brat to put a stop to the annoying feelings, it stopped. He sighed in relief and was actually puzzled at the feeling of piece and hope that flooded through him. Now just what had happened to the brat to feel such feelings? His vampire hissed in jealousy. Seriously couldn't his vampire realize that Potter wasn't a suitable mate? He wasn't worth his time.

He put his glass down and went to his bedroom where Lucius was currently sleeping. He may as well as go to bed. He had to get up early due to having first years first thing in the morning. He climbed into bed and pulled his co dominated into his arms to only be pushed away. He sat up and looked at Lucius. A hiss emitted from the blond as he climbed out of his bed. It would seem that Lucius's veela wasn't happy with him. Just perfect, Potter has ruined everything. Now he had to not only convince his vampire that there better off without the Potter spawn but Lucius's veela as well. This wouldn't be easy. Also he had to seal the bond with the Potter brat soon to stop his inner creatures constant pestering. It would be best to just give the brat detention next class and seal the bond then. That seemed like the plan.

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Lucius was curled up on his co dominates bed as he thought about his situation. Perhaps he acted to quickly and judged his submissive too quickly. He could feel Potters feelings and he actually felt bad. If Potter felt so bad about their rejection then perhaps he wasn't as bad as his other mate said. Not to mention being with his sub felt more right than anything. The kiss that they shared was the best kiss that he had ever had. Perhaps he should have given the relationship a chance and not jumped to conclusions. He regretted his action greatly.

He wanted to fix this. He could feel some of the feelings his sub was feeling. This was the first step to a mating bond. He could feel the despair and heartbreak. His veela whined and whimpered at the submissive's feelings. He would fix this.

Perhaps he would try again tomorrow. He was about to go to sleep when Severus walked into the room. It was his fault that their submissive was feeling such feelings. He knew he agreed that Harry was controlling him and all but he was only scared of the sudden feelings towards his submissive. He never imagined that he would feel such overwhelming feelings when he received his sub. The only creatures that could control others was the veela like himself and the incubus. He was a veela so the allure wouldn't work on him and if Harry was an incubus he would know it. He most likely would be in bed with Harry enjoying the pleasures of his flesh if he was an incubus.

Severus wrapped his arms around Lucius and pulled him close. Lucius couldn't help it but his body filled with anger. It was his fault. His anger toward a dead man caused this. He pushed the offending man away and walked out the room. He couldn't face his co dominate. He curled up on the couch in the sitting room and closed his eyes. His veela purred at the thought of having its sub and was glad that Lucius could see some of the truth. That was good enough for now. Tomorrow was a new day.

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Harry Potter was sleeping in a large four poster bed when he woke up. He sat up and looked around tiredly. He didn't recognize the rooms. The bed he was laying in was clad in silk sheets and the room was lavishly furnished. The coloring was that of a Gryffindor.

He rubbed his eyes they were sore. He had cried to hard. As he got out of bed and looked out the window and saw that he was in a tower. The sun was just peeking out above the horizon. It must have still been early. It was odd that he was indoors. He remembered falling asleep outside near Bledros the Gulon.

He walked out of the room and came to a sitting room. There on the chair near the fire was the headmaster. How did he get here?

Did the headmaster carry him?

Was that possible? The idea actually seemed ridiculous to him. The picture of the headmaster struggling to carry him made him giggle. This thought however brought him to the reason why he was here in the first place. Everything from the previous evening hit him like a ton of bricks.

His mates rejected him.

He was about to cry again until he remembered the forest. That actually made him smile. Nature loved him and he wasn't alone.

Screw his mates. He was ok on his own. He wasn't alone. However there was one flaw. He needed something from each of his mate. The book had said he needed a personal item from his mates. Something with their scent on it. He needed the vitamin. He could feel the need for it to. It was like a weight in his chest. The anxiety of need. He could always take his invisibility cloak and steal something.

That seemed to be the best option. After all he could only imagine how Snape and Malfoy would react to needing their scent. They would probably laugh in his face and tell him to curl up and die.

Yep that's what would probably happen.

Harry stepped forward and gently shook the shoulder of his headmaster.

"Professor?"

He watched as the eyes opened and the twinkle shined as the headmaster woke.

"Good Morning Harry, are you hungry?"

"Ummm, professor where are we?"

"In my private chambers. Are you hungry?"

"Ummm, sure" Harry quirked his eyebrow in a very snape-ish manner.

He watched the headmaster get up and walk to the next room after gesturing for him to follow. "Professor, where are we going?"

"To the great hall of course, after that though me and you need to have a talk. You of course will be excused from classes."

Harrys heart fell. Snape and Malfoy would be in the great hall. He wasn't completely sure if he wanted to be near. Though he was getting better with the rejection his inner devas still longed for them.

As they walked down a corridor that Harry had no idea that existed the silence remained comfortable. At the end of the corridor was a door and through the door was the great hall. That was odd he had never noticed that door before. Then again he had never noticed the Headmaster walking into the hall before he was always just there.

He walked in and stopped. Everyone who was there was looking at him.

"Come along Harry."

Harry looked at the Headmaster in shock. Was he actually gesturing for him to sit with him at the head table.

"Professor?"

"You shall sit with me today Harry." Albus said. He couldn't take any chances. What if his mates sat beside him and hurt his beloved student. He needed him near until he knew the entire situation.

He led Harry to the seat beside him. The seat where either Snape or Hagrid occupied. He supposed they wouldn't mind switching. After all when it concerned family they were always welcome at the head table. As they sat down more people began to enter the hall.

As Harry was sitting down he sipped some pumpkin juice and watched the great hall slowly fill. Perhaps this morning wouldn't be so bad.

He was about to eat his breakfast when the one and only Lucius Malfoy sat beside him and Snape on the other side of him.

This was going to be a long breakfast.

A/N: ok so Malfoy seems remorseful, Harry needs an item from each and Snape is trying to figure out how to bed poor little Harry :) sorry about the cliffy. RR