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Summary: Harry just learned that he's a Veela.....and who's his mate? I BET YOU CAN GUESS! MANY MANY PAIRINGS! There's D/H and one other but I'm not going to tell you. Hee hee. It's all slash though. Unless I decide to add some Her/R into this. Once I get going this is all going to be in Draco's view, but until then I will notify you which character is talking.
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~~~Harry's POV~~~ Breakfast again. I had another one of those dreams. In fact, I believe it was the same dream. Absolutely lovely. Not really. I was joking. Of course I did get to see my parents. That is a plus. Dumbledore just gave me a wink. That can never be a good sign. Ever. I can tell. He wants to talk to me. He gives a glance over to the Slytherin table. And I just know, he already knows.
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~~~Draco's POV~~~ Dumbledore and his winks. I slowly rise from the Slytherin table when he rises from the head table. Oddly, I see Potter rise at the same time. Great. So Dumbledore knows, and he's gonna make Potter and I work it our probably. I walk as slowly as I can to the headmaster's office. Yet somehow, Potter and I make it there at exactly the same time. He gives me a genuine smile. A real one.
"Potter." I nod.
"Draco."
Did he just call me...? No, no he didn't.
"Excuse me?"
"Malfoy."
He answers.
"Gotta wait for the whole response Malfoy, it might get you in a lot of trouble some day."
"Thanks Potter, for the lovely advice."
"My Pleasure."
Finally Dumbledore arrives. Like he was waiting for us to get acquainted or something. You never know with that man.
"Skittles."
Skittles? Dumbledore...what are we going to do with you? You use a candy, a muggle candy none the less, as a password to your office? And then the door opened. Humungous staircase. Of course I've never been in this place. Never been to the Headmasters office. But look over at Potter and he's totally not bothered by the whole situation. Like he's been here a million times before. Oh yeah, that's right. He's the golden boy, therefore he's probably invited up here for tea or something every day. Slowly we follow Dumbledore. And I mean slowly. It's not like we're in any hurry here or anything right? WRONG! I would appreciate if we can get this meeting over with as soon as possible. Another set up footsteps behind me. But I'm the last person...
"Severus?"
"Hardly the time to call me by my first name Draco."
"Why are you in here?"
"I'm sure you'll find out soon enough."
Never a good response from my godfather. Yes yes yes, Godfather. It's obvious the way we act together. Finally we get to the top of the stairs. And it seems like I'm the only person surprised by the surroundings. I feel strangely out of the crowd in here. My Godfather is looking at me with mild amusement.
"What?"
"I forgot you've never been in here."
I sneer.
"I was sure that the son of one of the richest Wizards would be invited into the Headmasters office for tea every day."
"Well, obviously you're wrong Potter."
I turn and sit down in a chair closest to the door. Just in case I need to run you know. Finally we all get settled in and Dumbledore stares at us with amusement in his eyes.
"Please Albus could we just get on with it."
I look at Snape with obviously a funny face because he snickers, but then regains his composure. Can't ruin his appearance in front of the Golden- Boy. Potter seems mildly pleased with the situation. He can't take his eyes off of Dumbledore and/or Snape.
"What are you staring at Potter?" I snap at him.
"Well, first of all, Snape-"
"Professor Snape, Harry." Dumbledore obviously felt the need to correct him.
"Professor Snape," he emphasized the word. "Called Professor," Yet again, he felt the need to emphasize the professor. "Dumbledore...Albus! And then he LAUGHED!"
"I don't see your amusement in this situation Potter."
"Well obviously you don't have a sense of humor Malfoy. Because, Snape, excuse me, Professor Snape NEVER LAUGHS!"
"Well, why don't we get to what we all originally came for why don't we?"
Thank you Dumbledore for saving me from this HELL.
"Yes why don't we," Severus adds in.
"Well, I'm sure that the only one, besides me, not in the total darkness is Professor Snape here. Would you care to explain Severus?"
"The honor is yours Albus."
"Hmm, thank you Severus, but you know you will have to pipe in at some point."
"I understand can we just get on with it?"
Pushy Pushy Severus. Why in such a rush?
"Alright, well I'm sure that you two boys have some idea of what is going on. With the dreams that you've been having."
Potter and I exchange looks. You too Potter?
"Well, let's just cut to the chase why don't we Albus?"
"Of course. Harry, you're a Veela, and Draco you're his Mate. Obviously."
"And how would you know that Professor?" I squint my eyes and glare at him.
"You are the only two boys have dreams here at the school. Besides Severus here of course."
"Then why isn't Severus Harry's mate, or, or, Severus MY mate." Oooh, that came out extremely wrong. "No, alright. I understand now."
"Well, I DON'T!"
"Mr. Potter, please have a seat." While Dumbledore tries to quiet Harry down, I share a look with Severus.
"No, I will not have a seat. Since he's MY mate, shouldn't I know? And why didn't I know about me being a veela until now?"
"Harry please! Severus you see what's going on here? This is why I always give a little background before I say the big secret."
Severus just laughs. It actually is quite humorous if you look at it in a certain way. I guess you just have to be me to see it in that light. Dumbledore turned back and looked at Potter.
"Harry, are you currently involved with someone right now?"
"Y-y-yes. Why does it matter?"
"Severus?" Dumbledore turned to my Godfather with a mocking smile.
"Hmph. If the Veela is involved with someone when they find out who their supposed mate is...then...their child, or Godchild is the mate for the Veela's child."
"Severus, you kept out a key ingredient in that explanation..."
"Yes, yes, yes, of course. Harry, your father was a veela, and before he figured out your mother was his mate he was involved with me."
Whoa. Wait a minute. Complete silence. No one dares to talk. Severus has something red on his cheeks...oh, he's blushing.
"Excuse me?"
Thank you Golden-boy for finally speaking up.
"Yes, your father was gay, alright? So since I have no children, the 'honor' falls to Draco, since he's my Godson."
"Lovely." Heads turn. Oops, said it out loud.
"What?"
"Well, Mr. Malfoy, what are your thoughts on this?"
"My thoughts? My thoughts are that this is extremely crazy, I don't understand. By the way Harry, who are you involved with right now?"
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"Excuse me?"
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"Excuse me?"
"BLAISE ALRIGHT?"
"You, and Blaise? I can't believe it."
"Well believe it, because it's true."
"But he never-"
"Said anything? I know, because he was too embarrassed."
"And bloody likely! Look who he's dating!"
"Draco, watch your mouth." Severus gave me a sharp look in the eye. "Don't insult others unless you wish to be insulted yourself."
"Yes sir."
"Well then," Dumbledore again. "That settles it. You two will move into a room all your own, and will work out your differences to save wizard-kind."
Potter looks at me. And I just sneer back. Like that will ever happen.
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter, you need to pack up your things. You may tell your friends whatever you should like. And you will be moving in together this night. I shall see you directly after dinner." He stands up like he's going to come and let us out of the door, but then just simply walks into another room to fend for ourselves in this jungle of an office.
"Well, that's that." Severus stands and starts to walk out the door. And here we are, Potter and me. Potter just harrumphs and walks out the door following Severus so I'm sitting alone.
"That means you can leave Mr. Malfoy."
It's like a fire started in my chair. I swear, I was up and out of there before you could say "CHEESE!"
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Hope you likey-liked (Jack on Will & Grace). Well, the next chapter will be their first night together. I haven't decided if there's going to be action or not. And the dream's won't be explained for another couple of chapters. Review and tell me how I did!
Summary: Harry just learned that he's a Veela.....and who's his mate? I BET YOU CAN GUESS! MANY MANY PAIRINGS! There's D/H and one other but I'm not going to tell you. Hee hee. It's all slash though. Unless I decide to add some Her/R into this. Once I get going this is all going to be in Draco's view, but until then I will notify you which character is talking.
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~~~Harry's POV~~~ Breakfast again. I had another one of those dreams. In fact, I believe it was the same dream. Absolutely lovely. Not really. I was joking. Of course I did get to see my parents. That is a plus. Dumbledore just gave me a wink. That can never be a good sign. Ever. I can tell. He wants to talk to me. He gives a glance over to the Slytherin table. And I just know, he already knows.
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~~~Draco's POV~~~ Dumbledore and his winks. I slowly rise from the Slytherin table when he rises from the head table. Oddly, I see Potter rise at the same time. Great. So Dumbledore knows, and he's gonna make Potter and I work it our probably. I walk as slowly as I can to the headmaster's office. Yet somehow, Potter and I make it there at exactly the same time. He gives me a genuine smile. A real one.
"Potter." I nod.
"Draco."
Did he just call me...? No, no he didn't.
"Excuse me?"
"Malfoy."
He answers.
"Gotta wait for the whole response Malfoy, it might get you in a lot of trouble some day."
"Thanks Potter, for the lovely advice."
"My Pleasure."
Finally Dumbledore arrives. Like he was waiting for us to get acquainted or something. You never know with that man.
"Skittles."
Skittles? Dumbledore...what are we going to do with you? You use a candy, a muggle candy none the less, as a password to your office? And then the door opened. Humungous staircase. Of course I've never been in this place. Never been to the Headmasters office. But look over at Potter and he's totally not bothered by the whole situation. Like he's been here a million times before. Oh yeah, that's right. He's the golden boy, therefore he's probably invited up here for tea or something every day. Slowly we follow Dumbledore. And I mean slowly. It's not like we're in any hurry here or anything right? WRONG! I would appreciate if we can get this meeting over with as soon as possible. Another set up footsteps behind me. But I'm the last person...
"Severus?"
"Hardly the time to call me by my first name Draco."
"Why are you in here?"
"I'm sure you'll find out soon enough."
Never a good response from my godfather. Yes yes yes, Godfather. It's obvious the way we act together. Finally we get to the top of the stairs. And it seems like I'm the only person surprised by the surroundings. I feel strangely out of the crowd in here. My Godfather is looking at me with mild amusement.
"What?"
"I forgot you've never been in here."
I sneer.
"I was sure that the son of one of the richest Wizards would be invited into the Headmasters office for tea every day."
"Well, obviously you're wrong Potter."
I turn and sit down in a chair closest to the door. Just in case I need to run you know. Finally we all get settled in and Dumbledore stares at us with amusement in his eyes.
"Please Albus could we just get on with it."
I look at Snape with obviously a funny face because he snickers, but then regains his composure. Can't ruin his appearance in front of the Golden- Boy. Potter seems mildly pleased with the situation. He can't take his eyes off of Dumbledore and/or Snape.
"What are you staring at Potter?" I snap at him.
"Well, first of all, Snape-"
"Professor Snape, Harry." Dumbledore obviously felt the need to correct him.
"Professor Snape," he emphasized the word. "Called Professor," Yet again, he felt the need to emphasize the professor. "Dumbledore...Albus! And then he LAUGHED!"
"I don't see your amusement in this situation Potter."
"Well obviously you don't have a sense of humor Malfoy. Because, Snape, excuse me, Professor Snape NEVER LAUGHS!"
"Well, why don't we get to what we all originally came for why don't we?"
Thank you Dumbledore for saving me from this HELL.
"Yes why don't we," Severus adds in.
"Well, I'm sure that the only one, besides me, not in the total darkness is Professor Snape here. Would you care to explain Severus?"
"The honor is yours Albus."
"Hmm, thank you Severus, but you know you will have to pipe in at some point."
"I understand can we just get on with it?"
Pushy Pushy Severus. Why in such a rush?
"Alright, well I'm sure that you two boys have some idea of what is going on. With the dreams that you've been having."
Potter and I exchange looks. You too Potter?
"Well, let's just cut to the chase why don't we Albus?"
"Of course. Harry, you're a Veela, and Draco you're his Mate. Obviously."
"And how would you know that Professor?" I squint my eyes and glare at him.
"You are the only two boys have dreams here at the school. Besides Severus here of course."
"Then why isn't Severus Harry's mate, or, or, Severus MY mate." Oooh, that came out extremely wrong. "No, alright. I understand now."
"Well, I DON'T!"
"Mr. Potter, please have a seat." While Dumbledore tries to quiet Harry down, I share a look with Severus.
"No, I will not have a seat. Since he's MY mate, shouldn't I know? And why didn't I know about me being a veela until now?"
"Harry please! Severus you see what's going on here? This is why I always give a little background before I say the big secret."
Severus just laughs. It actually is quite humorous if you look at it in a certain way. I guess you just have to be me to see it in that light. Dumbledore turned back and looked at Potter.
"Harry, are you currently involved with someone right now?"
"Y-y-yes. Why does it matter?"
"Severus?" Dumbledore turned to my Godfather with a mocking smile.
"Hmph. If the Veela is involved with someone when they find out who their supposed mate is...then...their child, or Godchild is the mate for the Veela's child."
"Severus, you kept out a key ingredient in that explanation..."
"Yes, yes, yes, of course. Harry, your father was a veela, and before he figured out your mother was his mate he was involved with me."
Whoa. Wait a minute. Complete silence. No one dares to talk. Severus has something red on his cheeks...oh, he's blushing.
"Excuse me?"
Thank you Golden-boy for finally speaking up.
"Yes, your father was gay, alright? So since I have no children, the 'honor' falls to Draco, since he's my Godson."
"Lovely." Heads turn. Oops, said it out loud.
"What?"
"Well, Mr. Malfoy, what are your thoughts on this?"
"My thoughts? My thoughts are that this is extremely crazy, I don't understand. By the way Harry, who are you involved with right now?"
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"Excuse me?"
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"Excuse me?"
"BLAISE ALRIGHT?"
"You, and Blaise? I can't believe it."
"Well believe it, because it's true."
"But he never-"
"Said anything? I know, because he was too embarrassed."
"And bloody likely! Look who he's dating!"
"Draco, watch your mouth." Severus gave me a sharp look in the eye. "Don't insult others unless you wish to be insulted yourself."
"Yes sir."
"Well then," Dumbledore again. "That settles it. You two will move into a room all your own, and will work out your differences to save wizard-kind."
Potter looks at me. And I just sneer back. Like that will ever happen.
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter, you need to pack up your things. You may tell your friends whatever you should like. And you will be moving in together this night. I shall see you directly after dinner." He stands up like he's going to come and let us out of the door, but then just simply walks into another room to fend for ourselves in this jungle of an office.
"Well, that's that." Severus stands and starts to walk out the door. And here we are, Potter and me. Potter just harrumphs and walks out the door following Severus so I'm sitting alone.
"That means you can leave Mr. Malfoy."
It's like a fire started in my chair. I swear, I was up and out of there before you could say "CHEESE!"
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Hope you likey-liked (Jack on Will & Grace). Well, the next chapter will be their first night together. I haven't decided if there's going to be action or not. And the dream's won't be explained for another couple of chapters. Review and tell me how I did!