They lay in tangled disorganization, like a form of Celtic knots, limbs entwined. Kagome lay with her head and torso on Harry's chest, while Draco had flung an arm and a leg over her. Harry had one arm around Kagome's waist and another under Draco's head.

Kagome woke to the warmth of bodies and the feeling of protection. She sighed happily and snuggled further into the crook of Harry's neck and shoulder as he unconsciously tightened his arm around her. Harry woke next, and silently began playing with the strands of Draco's hair. Draco grumbled in his sleep.

Glow of happiness and safety that Draco felt through the bond, caused him to wake gradually and gently. He tightened his hold on Kagome and, to Harry's amusement, began to purr. It was new, this bonding,and it was wonderful. There were no boundaries. They were one and they were separate; it was an interesting paradox. Through the bond they could feel each others presence and sense emotions. They could not read minds, but there was a large degree of wordless communication. The feeling of belonging washed over them in waves of contentment.

The minutes passed in the midst of the feeling. An insistent knocking finally broke the silence. Three pairs of eyes snapped towards the door, and almost glowed with annoyance. Their senses identified the intruder as Severus, and they were... perturbed, to put it lightly, at his intrusion.

"I know you are presently absorbed in post-coital bliss" Severus snarked, "but it would be wise to send one of you o the Great Hall to alleviate the Headmaster's suspicions."

Harry and Draco growled at the mention of Dumbledore, and the three began searching for their clothes. There was no way they would separate so soon.

Kagome stopped them before they could open the door. "When should we announce Draco's involvement?" she asked seriously.

"We need to ensure that there is no way the bond can be ignored" Harry answered as Draco fussed with his collar. He batted his hands away when Draco went to fix his tie.

Huffing, Draco turned to Kagome, "We'll need to undergo a form of marriage that the Ministry will recognize. Not just a shag-fest" he smirked.

Kagome looked pensive but she managed to greet Severus and Lucius with a blushing "good morning."

Draco bustled them out when he caught sight of the mischievous gleam in his father's eyes, dreading the invariable "how was it?" that he knew his father would just love to ask.

After they had left, Lucius and Severus sat congenially sipping coffee as they read their respective choices in literature. Lucius was reading the Daily Prophet and smirking at his peers' inadequacies, while Severus pored over an old potions journal. Every so often there fingers would brush together in comfortable reassurance as they reached for a scone or some other trivial thing. They were so used to each other that their movements were almost synchronized. They never knocked into each other, never reached for the same thing, and they never spilled.

The hour in which the students were eating breakfast passed quickly, and as the time of his first potions class approached, Severus closed his journal with a sigh and began to gather his notes. Lucius set down his newspaper and gazed at his mate.

"Sev? Do you think they'll make it?" Severus turned to him and placed his hand on Lucius' arm. "I'm sure they will."

Lucius was silent for a moment, turning his gaze towards the door the three had exited through. "This bonding should hold for awhile. But Draco will soon need to come out with his involvement. He is more susceptible in his need for his dominant, and if he does not receive constant contact, he may begin to undergo symptoms of rejection." Severus hummed in contemplation. "I will need to look into getting them a marriage contract" Lucius murmured. "Have a good day my Severus" he said as he kissed Severus on the forehead before he left.