Draco groaned as he woke up to the all-too familiar infirmary wing. He squinted his eyes against the bright light and the white room, and heard footsteps rushing in.
"Draconis Lucius Malfoy! Do you have any idea how reckless you were in performing that spell?!" The screeching of his mother filled his highly sensitive ears, and he winced at her volume.
"Draco" He turned his attention to his father "Even though I understand that you are willing to do whatever it takes to make sure that your mate is safe, I am extremely disappointed in the method you chose. You know very well that particular spell could've ended your life, resulting in both of your mates slowly going insane"
Draco hung his head in shame. He had completely forgotten about the side effects his mates would experience should he have died during the transfer.
"How's Harry?" He asked instead, and his parents shared a worried look with each other.
"He's… awake…" His father spoke, and Draco felt happiness spread through him at the thought that his plan had worked, until his mother spoke "…however… the transfer had some side effects that effected Harry"
"Like what?" Draco asked, dreading the answer.
"Draco, the transfer made your dominant veela AND vampire magic go into Harry, overriding his submissive magic. Harry, and his creature, now think that they are the dominant in the relationship between you and Blaise, and we are currently holding him captive- but!" Lucius exclaimed quickly, seeing the enraged look in his son's eyes "We're only doing so because he threatened to kill everyone in the room who got too close to him. We had no choice. And Blaise, sensing the change in his mate, attempted to get close, but Harry's creature was uncertain about another dominant in the room, even his mate, and he attempted to attack him until we finally Stupefied him"
Draco's eyes widened at the story. His precious, submissive mate, thought that he was a dominant? That was just asking for trouble.
"Where is he?" Draco asked, eager to see his mate, and his parents shared another look with each other.
"He's… at the manor…" Lucius stated, and Draco was wary of the almost nervous tone that his father spoke with. His father never got nervous. Never.
"Where?" Draco asked cautiously, and his father looked at him like a bomb going off at any moment.
"… the dungeons…"
Draco immediately saw red, his rage taking over as he let his creature take control. His eyes turned a blood red mixed with gold specks, and he shot out of bed, snarling as he saw the wands pointed at him. He willed his wings to shield him from the spells shot at him, trying to prevent him from getting to his mate, and apparated to where he knew his mate would be.
When he felt the sensation of being sucked through a tube ending, he heard a feral snarl from down the corridor. Draco shot through the air, flying and spreading his massive wings to get to his mate.
When he reached the cell holding his mate, Draco felt his heart break at the wild, feral expression adorning his mate's beautiful face that was now twisted, contorted in fury as he snarled at Draco.
'What have I done to you, my precious mate?'
He was brought out of his shock when Harry slammed against the bars, holding them in his fists tightly, his eyes a mixture of red and yellow as he glared at the dominant through the bars.
"Get me out of here. Now" He snarled out, and Draco felt a few tingles of the command spread through his body and felt his dominant respond as he took over.
"No. You're not in your right mind, little mate, and I don't want you to hurt yourself" Draco said, defying his mate, and Harry snarled again.
"What kind of mate are you? Holding me captive like this, like some kind of servant. Do you know how many people would kill to be my mate? To lavish in the attention that I'd give them? To worship the ground that I walk on, to never disrespect me, to give me the attention that I deserve?" Harry said smugly, a smirk forming on his face "All it would take is one call. Just one, and I'd have dominants killing each other just to serve and please me"
Draco was seriously considering giving him a very good spanking in that moment as he narrowed his eyes.
"You wouldn't" Draco snarled, coming closer to the bars so he was face to face with his mate as he watched his eyes fill with mischief and a smug, almost evil, smile creeping up on his face.
"Oh, I would." Harry smirked, and, to Draco's horror, opened his mouth and let out a loud screech that lasted for several moments.
After when he was done, he looked straight into Draco's eyes, and smirked again.
"Get ready to play"