Draco watched his father from the stairs, there was no denying that he was upset with both Lucius and Harry. He knew that the plan wouldn't work, he told Mooney and Mooney merely snarled and went back to sleep.

Now, he glimpsed up the stairs and stared at the golden eyes, they showed comfort and love; something Draco must have placed there. He smiled and made his way up toward the werewolf, walking alongside the big beast he gave a sad sigh.

"Mooney, what if this is rock bottom for dad? This happened before when mom decided to sleep with that golden haired idiot. Dad's nervous about the Dark Lord return and now, he has to protect Severus and the new kid. I don't think dad will get out of the rut this time."

Draco stopped in the hall and shrunk to his knees and placed his hands on his thighs, breaths coming ragged and harsh to release. Mooney padded in front of the smaller Malfoy and nipped at the boy's ear gently trying to sway teen to walk a little father then cuddle him and cry.

"It's not fair. Why does everything happen to people like my father? I know he joined the Death Eater's, but all he wanted was for a better life. Instead he get abused and used and cheated on. It must be fun to be a dog-"

The werewolf snarled playfully at that and Draco looked up at into golden eyes. He smiled and apologized remembering that he wasn't a dog, but a werewolf. He was from one of the laborites and must have felt nothing, but misery and here he was complaining.

"Wow, I sound really self-centered. I wish you could talk, or even as far as have you tell me who the real you is. It sucks not knowing, you understand right?" With a stiff movement the werewolf nodded.

Draco pressed his nose to the animal's wet snout and kisses the dogs mouth. With a flick of the beast tongue he began to laugh and wrapped his arms around its neck; smiling like a fool. The werewolf lapped at the teen's ear and enjoyed to little bits of laughter he could summon.

These small moments with you are too wonderful Draco…

Draco stopped laughing instantly and pulled back from his cuddle fest and gazed around the hall watching from where the voice came from. He was nervous and pulled his wand from his back pocket with ease. There may have been a rule about magic outside of Hogwarts, but surely that wouldn't apply if he was in mortal danger would it.

Put your wand away please and thank you…

His heart stopped and his eyes met the werewolf's, Draco didn't even have to say it, but he knew it was true. Other the werewolf was talking to him from his mind or projecting his thoughts; Defense Against the Dark Arts never taught him this.

"How are you talking to me?"

A chilling smile graced the werewolf and Draco seemed to tense.

A werewolf can make mental communication with its life partner and the partner tends to be able to make it back. I wouldn't mind testing to see if you can speak back this way if you don't mind?

"How would I do that?"

Draco felt scared just a moment ago his werewolf was a silent cuddly beast and now it's talking… speaking to him through the mind and he's not sure how he feels about this new development with his best friend, but this could be a way to finally meet the person who is Mooney.

Close your eyes and think of sending something to me, whether it is a sentence or even a memory… I don't think our love connection is strong enough for the memory-passing, but you can try.

Okay, close my eyes and concentrate on sending something to Mooney…

You did it! And my name is Remus Lupin, but you may call me Mooney in front of you parents. Isn't this exciting? You and I can communicate!

Draco blinked and smiled. Remus howled and Draco laughed. He couldn't remember why he had been sad in the first place, but how could he be sad when he finally has someone who he can talk to and there would be something special that nobody could know about.

Draco, I need you to do me a favour

You are full of surprises aren't you?

I try not to be, but I need your help. You are to write a letter to Padfoot and-

Who's Padfoot?

The werewolf looked to the floor and Draco soon realized what this Padfoot was before the beast even had to say. He let out a huff of air and stood up slowly, walking to his room; werewolf a little farther back, but still on his trail.

Flopping on his bed Mooney hopped up and nudged Draco carefully. The blue eyes were a little wet and Mooney could understand and licked his cheek gently.

I need you to write the letter letting him know I am here and he is not to look for me any longer, you say Harry is safe with Severus and I am to come last for anything. I have a new mission and it is to protect you. You Draco, you are to tell Padfoot that we can go our separate ways.

I don't understand why am I your problem?

You see werewolves live only for one thing, to find love. I have found you and I can no longer to leave your side. I am bond to you through a woven packed and a stronger force than the both of us. You and I were brought together by fate, you needed someone to lean on and to love you while your life is falling downwards, I need someone to love me for me and someone I can protect. You are my life partner.

I am?

Yes, why else do you think you can talk to me through this way?

Draco pondered this for a moments and it made too much sense to try and argue with the logic. He sighed and sat, ogling at the strong golden eyes and closed his eyes and opened the seeming to except this new found relationship.

This is going to be one hell of a relationship. How do we…

Kiss?

No, the other thing…

Well, I see where you mind is Malfoy.

Draco blushed when the werewolf purred intently at the other question. Mooney advanced slightly onto the wizard who let out a yelp at being pinned down. There was a gentle laugh that slipped from Draco and Mooney did his best of smile; but for an animal it wasn't easy.

We don't, not till I am a wizard again.

"Kiss me." Draco said it before he could even register what he was saying.

The muzzle of the werewolf pressed to soft pale lips and pulled back, looking into the ice blue eyes that shone with acceptance and some kind of pride with their new found relationship. Mooney licked his cheek and stared down at the teen until sometime passed and Draco was asleep and he still held his grounded over Draco; watching the chest raise and fall.