chapter 3: Kings Cross Station
Draco never did up finding his mate that night. He had followed the pull, the yearning but it suddenly cut off like a landline after you cut the cord.
It had almost been a month since that night. His soul searching everyday for its other half and coming up blank.
Draco was tired, tired of looking for them. But he also had a bit of hope left because his mate might be at Hogwarts!
He smiled at the thought of his mate. His whole body shining in anticipation.
He could think of them now; arms wrapped around his waist for protection, their hands intertwined in a lovers' embrace, and hearing sweet nothings in his ear, his body, mind, and soul humming in delight when thinking of them.
It was 11 am when the Hogwarts train left the station.
Harry had had a rough start to the day so far.
He had woken up at dawn like most mornings at the Dursely's. He was about to do some chores when he realized that he was going to Hogwarts today.
He went back upstairs, having a quick shower before the Dursely's woke up and made sure he had everything.
He made his 'family' their breakfast and weeded the garden. at exactly 10:30 am Veron Dursely shouted "hurry up boy or I'm not going to take you to the station."
Harry ran to the car bursting with excitement, he was going to Hogwarts!
His soul humming along with his body, he couldn't wait to have his submissive in his arms. By the time they had got to the station, it was nearly 11 am.
Harry rushed out of the car with his trunk not even blinking an eyelash towards his 'uncle'.
That was when he smelt it; the intoxicating scent that blocked out everything else. The smell of his mate.
