Their Son

Chapter Four

3rd Person POV

Six sixteen-year-old punks stood in a tight group. Lestat and Ammarkeenlaeoram Tourington stood next to each other, identical down to the grumpy expressions aside from the gender difference. Markee's eyes were narrowed at everyone around her, she was being stared at by many a guy for her school girls outfit. Lestat was glaring as well, but at two of the guys in their group. Todd McCalaster and Lucas Michaels were engaged in one of their normal "things," Lucas leaning back into Todd's chest and Todd with his mouth to Luke's neck. Their random displays of mated-ness made Lestat want to wretch.

Lindsee Masters had her arm wrapped around Cale Potter-Malfoy, trying to keep him from running after a red-head that had just run past the group. "Cale, you can see him in the Great Hall at the feast. He is in Slytherin with you after all," she whispered in his ear. "Don't worry, he likes you back, I can tell."

"Really Lind? Are you sure?" Cale seemed to panic. He needed to be reassured by his intended, his veela side was panicing bad. He struggled against Lindsee, but it was useless, the girl had a tight hold on him.

"Believe me. You know that I am unable to tell a lie." It was true. When Lindsee had found out that she was a witch she had gone to the wizarding school in America, and at the school her blood had been infused with a truth potion rendering her incapable of lying.

Lestat looked at his friends. "I think we're supposed to get into one of the carriages." He motioned for the rest to follow him to one of the carriages lined up to the side of the platform and up the road. Together they smushed into one. "Do we get a room to ourselves again? Or do we have to stay in the regular dorms like when you were in second year, Cale?"

"McGonagall said that you'll be staying in my prefects room. It's been expanded to fit all of us. But if they want, Lindsee and Markee can stay with the girls in Slytherin or Gryffindor," replied Cale, staring out the window of the carriage. He wanted to be with his intended, not stuck in a carriage with his band. He fidgeted in Lindsee's hold, trying to get away, even though he wouldn't be able to get out of the carriage. "I want Alexander," he whispered to himself. Even before he came into his Veela inheritance he had thougth about Alexander Weasley a few times, and now that the red head was to be his mate, his mind was occupied with thoughts of red hair, blue-green eyes, and freckles.

"We're almost to the school Cale. You can search Alexander out when we get to the Great Hall. Just calm down," Markee mumbled, resting a hand on the lead singer's knee. She was leaning against her brother, trying her hardest not to fall asleep.

In another carriage...

Alexander Weasley and Anise Lovegood were trapped in a compartment with some of Alex's cousins. Alex was huddled up against the side of the carriage, afraid of his cousins. Anise was glaring at the three of them that were in the compartment and had a hand resting on Alex's shaking shoulder.

Maria Weasley growled at her younger cousin, knowing that he was afraid. She was laughing sadisticly at him and glaring at the first year that was glaring right back at her. Maria tossed her deep auburn hair over her shoulder and broke her gaze from the stupid little girl to look at one of her other cousins.

Dustin Weasley punched his older cousin Alex in the stomach as the red head tried to readjust to make himself comfortable. Dustin was in third year, but outweighed Alex by at least fourty pounds and was about six inches taller. His dark aquamarine eyes were narrowed as he drew his arm back to punch Alex again. Anise caught his arm with one hand and smacked him across the face with the other. For how small she was, she was quite strong from sparring regularly with her older sisters, and held onto Dustin's arm with little trouble.

Maria looked at the little coffee brown haired girl in awe. Never before had anyone stopped Dustin from beating on his cousin. She let out a huff, and turned her violet eyes to the only unmoved person in the carriage. Osheyia Clearwater was gazing around the group, looking disdainfully at Dustin and Maria, approvingly at Anise. Osheyia was the cousin that scared Alex for a different reason than the others did. Osheyia was slim and dark, so unlike her parents that everyone was afraid; she was the only one of Percy and Penelope's children that was not treated badly because of her parents.

Osheyia had black hair and deep blue eyes, and her skin was a smooth, milky white because she hated going outside in the daytime and usually locked herself in a dark dungeon for days at a time, choosing to focus on her school work and writing. She was wearing a rumpled black tank top and a long black skirt, caring not about her appearance but for the comfort of her clothes. "Dustin Lexington Weasley," she spoke softly yet dangerously. "Do you not remember the rule that I have been enforcing upon you since the summer?" She locked her eyes with the third year.

"'Do not hurt Alexander in any way or eles you will return the pain to me ten fold,'" Dustin quoted, a quiver in his voice. He was afraid of Osheyia, he always had been, but he could never stop himself from hurting his cousin.

Osheyia nodded, he did understand what she had to do now, and turned to look at Anise. "What's your name?" she asked the first year.

"Anise Lovegood. This is my first year at Hogwarts," Anise answered. She released Dustin's hand and tossed a glare his way.

"I'm Osheyia Clearwater. I'm a sixth year Slytherin. Why did you stop Dustin from hitting Alexander?" Osheyia's dark eyes bore directly into Anise's cocoa ones, reading the girl easily.

"Alex doesn't deserve to be beat on. He has enough going on right now. And if Ca-" Anise cut herself off, not wanting to tell this dark girl about Alex being the mate of a veela.

Osheyia caught the girl's hesitation. She read in the girl's eyes that something major was going on with Alex, and it had started on the train. Moving her eyes to Alexander she tried to read him on the surface but caught nothing. Delving deeper into him she caught his thoughts quite easily.

Anise almost told them about Cale being a veela and me being his mate. At least she stopped before she said too much. I can't let Dustin and Maria know about this, they'll use it against me, I know it! Alexander thought.

Osheyia decided to speak with him in his mind, to dispell his fear of the two idiots finding out. Alexander, Maria and Dustin will not know. If you want any help with being mated to a veela, or if you just want to talk, I'm here, she told him. I'm glad that you have someone now. You deserve someone who will love you.

Osheyia? You're in my mind? And you heard what I was thinking about?

Yes... And I think that Cale is good for you. I know him.

You know him? How?

I'm in Slytherin too you know. And I always talk to Cale when he's in my dungeon while I tutor him in Potions. You'd think with Draco as one of his fathers he'd be better. But he's not, he really sucks. Osheyia laughed mentally, knowing just how much that statement was really true in more than one way.

"Alex, are you okay? You're being really quiet," Anise inquired. She was looking between Osheyia and Alex, feeling some sort of magical change in the air between the two cousins.

I love him back, you know? But I don't want to be able to get preggers... I've heard that male pregnancies suck. Alex thought. He could feel the carriage slow down, they were nearing the school. "I'm fine Anise, don't worry about me right now." He did want to have a baby, but pregnency freaked him out. He'd get fat and he'd crave really weird foods and the baby would make him pee all the time. In his mind he kept repeating, My bladder is not a squeezy toy! The carriage came to a stop and they all got out.

"Your bladder isn't a squeezy toy?" choked out Osheyia, her eyes tearing up with surpressed laughter. She hadn't meant to repeat what Alexander had thought aloud, it just slipped out. She walked with Anise and Alex up the drive to the school. "You really do think some weird things Lex."

"Osheyia, what are you talking about?" asked Anise, completely confused.

"I can read minds. And Alex is thinking some pretty weird stuff. It's funny. Do you want to know?" Osheyia laughed. Sure, Anise was a first year, but the girl was pretty okay in Osheyia's book if she stuck up for Alex like she did in the carriage. Damn it, Osheyia thought to herself. I have to punish Dustin sometime tonight. Damn him, the little prick. But he needs to learn.

Anise nodded, but muttered that she didn't want to intrude upon Alex's mind. She spotted green hair in the crowd pushing towards the entrance hall to the casle. "Hey, isn't that one of the boys that Cale was walking with?"

"Yeah. Maybe you should go to them Alex," Osheyia suggested. She wanted to help in any way she could, and if it meant forcing Alex to go see his future mate, then so be it.

"Why? I don't know if Cale's home friends will like me," Alex replied hesitantly.

"I've seen the way that the Todd, the green haired one, and Lucas are with each other, they're mates. Therefore, they will know about Cale and will accept you because you are his mate. Trust me. You need to get over you self conscienceness. So, go to him. I know you want to," Osheyia pushed her cousin away, up the stone stairs toward the group of punk rockers.

Alex stumbled up the stairs and immediately a strong pair of arms grabbed hold of him.

End Chapter Four