Alright I'm really sorry that this is so late and I know that on my live journal I said that I wouldn't probably be updating soon. But after I wrote that I felt really bad for possibly keeping you hanging for so long. I will already say that I can't promise when the next chapter will be up after this. I'm getting married here in five weeks and we're moving into our new apartment. Unfortunately I can't promise that we will even have Internet access right away so it might be a while until we can afford it but I promise I will be back.

Also this chapter is not beta read. My beta readers are very busy people and have their own lives as well so I will hear of no one bad mouthing them. So I hope you don't mind that this chapter is a bit rough. By the way Leisha and Ginny Molly Potter you guys take your time I'll be waiting. I still have to finish going through all the other chapters you've sent me any how and fix everything.

Well here you go I hope that this will keep you guys for a little while.

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Chapter 8

The rest of the summer was pretty uneventful if you didn't count the fact that Harry's emotions were becoming more and more erratic. But they hadn't seen Vaaku or any other Shiverin since that day in Diagon Alley much to their joy. Unfortunately they were no closer to figuring out what a Nuinath was. After all his big talk about how great the books he had on Shiverin were compared to the three they had. Draco had found absolutely nothing pertaining to the Nuinath in his many volumes. But certainly the prominent problem was Harry's many mood changes. He was just starting the second month of his birthing cycle and his hormones now were almost completely un-balanced. She dreaded what would happen if the first month was anything to go by. Some of the strangest things had set him off. The other day he had been watching The Princess Bride with Hermione and Hildey and even though he knew that Wesley came back to life he started crying and ran from the room. He had been depressed for the rest of the day and wouldn't come out of his room. Hermione had finally broke and owled Draco and arranged for him to meet them at the same park as before. Then she had to actually lure Harry out of his room with the letter that Draco had written back. He kept grabbing for it desperate for any connection to his mate that seemed so very far away but she kept it just out of his reach because she knew if he got hold of it he would probably run right back into his room and lock the door. She felt really bad for treating her friend like this but she couldn't just let him rot away in his room for the rest of the summer. Finally she had gotten him out of the house and had given him the letter after making him promise that he wouldn't just run back into the house with it. True she could have told him what she had planned but with the mood he had been in he most likely wouldn't have believed her. Better to see it in his mate's own hand writing. He had torn open the envelope and devoured the note with his eyes. By the time he had reached the end he was smiling more than she had seen him smile within the two weeks prior. It had taken him a little while but he had finally been able to tear his eyes from the elegant handwriting and smile broadly at her. Then he had grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the park obviously Draco had ordered him to not come un-chaperoned. Draco had already been waiting there when they arrived. Harry had let go of her hand right away and ran to his Dominant who had his arms opened already and kissed the top of his submissive's head as soon as his arms were around the boy. Hermione had made him promise to bring Harry home at a reasonable time and then made her departure leaving them to do there thing she really didn't want to be party to it.

It was surprising how fast a month could go by when you're having fun. Or when one was having to deal with an overly emotional non-bonded submissive Shiverin. Just to say Draco's expertise had been employed more than once during that month. But now things should be better it was September first and they found themselves on Platform 9 and ¾ waiting for Ron so they could board the Hogwarts express. Hermione sighed. Things should be much easier now. Hogwarts would be a much safer place for Harry when it came to those full blooded Shiverin. She knew that Professor Dumbledore had wards set up around the castle and surely they would be set off if a magical creature passed through them. Of course she hadn't told the headmaster about this new little problem. She was hoping that Harry would do that himself. She hadn't been there when these men had shown up and it would be much clearer coming from the seekers mouth. Until Harry saw fit to tell the older man anything she would keep quiet. She had made the mistake of upsetting him once already back at Diagon Alley and it had almost turned into a tragedy. She didn't want to repeat that so she had kept her mouth shut about the full blooded Shiverin and Draco.

"Where is he?" Harry asked standing on his tipee toes trying to see over the heads of the other students crowding the platform.

"I'm sure Ron will be here soon." She said.

He turned to look at her sheepishly. "Oh yeah, uh Ron." He stuttered.

She gave him a little half smile. "You weren't looking for Ron, were you?"
He gritted his teeth and wrung his hands. "Uhm, no, sorry."

She smiled and shook her head. She didn't see why her friend didn't just admit it already for it was quite obvious. The boy was totally and completely in love with his Dominant. But he was being stubborn and if asked he just denied it but she could see it by the looks on his face when he thought about Malfoy. How he would smile sweetly when asked about his mate a nice blush just barely coloring his cheeks. Yep her friend was completely head over heals for the blond haired Shiverin.

"There he is." Harry said gleefully finally catching sight of his mate. It took everything he had to not run to and embrace the taller seeker. They had talked about it the night before for now they would be keeping their relationship a secret. Being what they were would already cause them problems this year especially for Harry. But it would be even worse if people knew about the two of them being together to early on. And Harry had to agree with him even though all he wanted right now was to be held. He really hated how sentimental he had become his heart actually fluttered when Draco turned and met his gaze. The dominant smiled, winked at him, and mouthed 'Later.' Harry had to at least take that to heart.

Draco had been anxious the entire trip to the station. He was excited to see his mate of course but he wasn't sure if he would be able to stop himself from jumping his little love the first chance he got. Sure those nights at the Park had not only been helpful for Harry but for him as well. He wasn't sure if he would have made it through the entire month with out whisking the beautiful boy away if it hadn't been for those. He thanked all the deities he knew that Granger had realized what was needed and had gotten over her hatred of him enough to help her friend. But even though they helped they were far from enough. Draco knew from checking that his Bureshaw was now completely formed and the need to bond his submissive to him completely was becoming almost too much to bare. But he refused to do it in the park on that hard wooden table, no the most they had done was some heavy making out. At least Harry had avoided trying to dominate him again for he was certain he wouldn't have been able to take it this time. And even though they had met last night he was still very anxious to have his mate where he could be around him every day. So much so he couldn't stop himself from literally bouncing in his seat on the car ride to the station.

"Draco please do calm your self down." Lucius ordered his son.

"I'm sorry father I'm just a little excited to get back to school this year."

Lucius had already guessed that his son had found his mate over the summer. And since Shiverin couldn't sense each other unless they had already met it was safe to guess that the other boy went to Hogwarts as well. So it was no surprise that his son was excited bout going back to school. He would after all be able to be near his mate everyday no more of this sneaking out till all hours unless his mate wasn't in same house. After all that was completely possible there were four houses at the school. He felt sick suddenly. What if his Son's mate was a Hufflepuff, or worse a Gryffindor what would he do then? Looking at his son who had a large exuberant smile on his face he knew right away what he would have to do accept it no questions asked, anyone that made his son that happy couldn't be bad, even if it was a Gryffindor. No they would just have to deal with it even though it would enrage his master. But he was sure that Draco would be able to protect himself and his mate. He glanced to the side and noticed that the boy was bouncing in his seat again.

"Draco could you please act more your age and more befitting your status as the heir of Malfoy." But he no matter how stern the older Malfoy tried to sound the smile that spread across his face was evident in his voice.

"I'm sorry father. I'm just very excited about this year."

The older man sighed. "You don't have to hide it from me Draco. You're mother may still carry the delusion that you're going to marry Pansy. But I've accepted that the joining between Miss Parkinson and you will never take place."

Draco gave him a calculating look. "Why do you say that father?"

"I would think it was quite obvious."

Draco just kept steely eyes trained on him.

Again Lucius sighed. "You very well can't marry one person when you're in love with someone else now can you? Now me I was lucky enough to fall in love with the woman that my parents had arranged for me to marry."

"Father, get on with it." Draco growled his fangs growing.
Lucius scooted away. "Uhm Draco, now listen here we've talked about this before." He scooted even further away when his son's growl became even deeper. "He's your mate I will not take him away from you."

"I don't want to talk about this." The boy hissed.

"Draco we need to talk about how you're going to handle yourself this year."

"What does it matter?" Draco roared. "He's my mate father if I want to claim him on the train it's in my right. I am not going to let you try to talk me into waiting to consummate the bond between us. I will not leave my mate un-bonded where anyone could take him from me."

Lucius was surprised, was there something else going on here that he didn't know about. Draco actually seemed worried that someone was going to take his mate from him. But by now his son was seething and his claws were shredding the expensive leather on the seats. He groaned inwardly, the house elves were probably getting really tired of fixing all the things that Draco destroyed.

"Alright Draco let's not talk about this any more. I don't really feel like having to jump out of moving car to save my life if you decide to pounce. I just ask that you show a little prudence when it comes to your mate."

The young Malfoy took in deep breaths to calm himself down. It had taken him all summer but he had learned to control his instincts better when it came to his father. Even though his instincts still screamed that he was a danger to his mate he knew that his father wouldn't take his mate from him. He smiled mischievously as they arrived at the station. "Don't worry father I have every intention of seducing my lovely Angel with all the delicacy and determination befitting the Malfoy heir." He snickered and exited the car. But quickly poked his head back in and smiled sweetly at the older man. "Not that I think it's going to take much to seduce him."

Lucius paled and opened his mouth to say something but his son pulled his head out to quickly. He sighed and shook his head rubbing his face with his hands and burying them in his long hair he was getting to old for this. Next time Narcissa can try to talk to him about sex and all the implications of it. It was probably too late to have the birds and the bees talk anyways. He groaned oh yes he was going to need a very stiff drink after this.

Draco smiled devilishly as he made his way down the platform towards the entry to platform 9 and ¾. He so loved playing with his fathers emotions like that. He guessed that it was the Slytherin in him that caused him to be so sadistic but it was so much fun to see the look on the older man's face. He also told himself that it was punishment for all the times that the man had helped that horrid dead man to hurt his beautiful Harry. Of course Voldemort wasn't dead yet but he would be the moment Draco got his claws on him. He would not put up with someone trying to kill his mate. It totally slipped past him that he himself had been one of those people that had backed the Dark Lord on his plans to kill the Potter boy. He growled Voldemort would never touch his Angel he would die a very painful death if he tired. Harry belonged to him and he would not let anyone take him away from him. His heart rate sped up when he caught sight of a familiar unruly mop of obsidian black hair. It took every ounce of self restraint he had to not run over and capture his mate in his arms and then claim those delicious cherry lips. True he had seen Harry just last night at the park since the boy had gone into near hysterics that his Dominant wouldn't want him anymore when they arrived at Hogwarts. Harry was certain that Draco would get tired of him and take back the claim that Harry was his Kèrta. It had taken almost two hours to get his insecure love to calm down. In the meantime his emotional state had caused his magic to become erratic. Some of that rouge magic had disintegrated the other tree that was near by since the other one had been hit by lightning the first time. The swings had been sent swinging wildly until they had become wrapped around the top bar. Yes the park was going to be a mess to clean up after that night but something else had dawned on him that night. Both he had Harry had been using magic unconsciously the entire summer and neither of them had received a single letter from the Ministry. It was possible that the Manor had enough wards around it hide the little magic he had let slip. But his mate had much more magical power than him and he was certain that Dumbledore, no matter how much of an idiot the old man was, would not design the wards around Granger's street to hide all magic that would defeat the purpose of putting them up in the first place. What was the use to put up wards that detected magic if it only hid it? No there was no real reason that the ministry should not have known abut their under aged wizardry. This was something else he was going to have to look into carefully. Of course if it was as elusive as the infernal information about the Nuinath then he was going to have one hell of a headache. He groaned and boarded the train.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione found an empty compartment and quickly stored their things in the racks provided. Harry laughed when he saw Hedwig glare at Pig who was jumping around excitedly in his cage. Crookshanks the half Kneezle yawned lazily and then laid his head back on his paws.

"That creature is so lazy I swear." Ron muttered.

"Ronald." Hermione chided defending her pet. "He just doesn't see the reason to go running around like a maddened animal which is more than I can say for your owl." She pointed to the small fluff ball that was now chewing on his cage wanting to be let out.

"Pig, stop that." Ron tapped him on the beak. "We can't let you out right now we've got to go to the Prefect meeting."

Harry's head shot up. He really didn't care that Hermione and Ron were Prefects and he wasn't. No, what mattered to him was that Draco was going to be there. He felt his breath hitch and tears started to pool in his eyes. Damn what in the hell was wrong now? He fisted the shirt over his chest and tried to take in deep cleansing breaths he was having another panic attack. Why did the idea that his two best friends would get to see his mate and not him bug him so? Oh yeah, those damn hormones. He leaned to the side slightly his breathing now becoming erratic.

Hermione instantly recognized her friend's problem. Sitting down next to him she took him in her arms and rubbed his back. "It's alright Harry, calm down, he isn't going to leave you. Just take in deep breaths get yourself under control."

Deep breaths, yes, deep breaths, he had to remember that. Draco wasn't going to leave him he had promised. The Blonde Dominant loved him and wouldn't leave him. But gods he needed to see the other Shiverin so badly. He cursed his body if it was already this bad at the beginning of the second month how much of a mess would he be by the end?

Ron sat on the other side and joined Hermione in rubbing the small boys back reassuringly. "Yeah Harry, Hermione's right, Malfoy would never think of leaving you. As much as I hate to admit it the bloody idiot does really seem to love you. I'm surprised at how lovey dovey the Snarky git can get when he's around you." The red head made a gagging gesture but his face was screwed up in such a way that it couldn't be taken seriously.

Harry couldn't help but laugh

"Besides, if he even thinks about hurting you I'll kick the shit out of him."

Hermione smiled and reached around Harry to give Ron's hand a squeeze. Then she turned her attention back to her other friend missing the bright blush on Ron's cheeks. "If it will make you feel any better Harry I'll make sure to let it slip to the male Slytherin prefect in our year which compartment you're in. Who knows he might just decide to be his normal annoying self and come give you a hard time."

Emerald eyes brightened and the Submissive Shiverin smiled broadly. "Oh Hermione would you do that?"

She wiped some of his tears off his cheeks. "Of course silly he would probably demand it anyways.

He cried joyfully and wrapped his arms around her neck hugging her tightly.

L'ukkai growled as he made his way through the many dark winding hall ways of his family's large manor. It had been a month since he had last heard anything about the Nuinath. He pushed the door to his rooms' open forcefully causing it to crash against the wall. Then as soon as he was through the entry way he slammed it shut again. What in the name of his dead brother was Vaaku doing why hadn't he found his mate yet? He stomped over to his dressing table and picked up the picture that was laying there. He had known the first time he had seen this picture that he would have to have the Nuinath. He knew that the picture had been taken while the boy had been thirteen but you wouldn't have been able to tell from the moving photo in front of him. The boy was so small compared to the other two people around him especially the red head. He growled as the damn red head dared to have his arm around his mate, that boy was going to die actually, the curly haired girl would die too. He would kill anyone that got in the way of him claiming his mate including his own family if need be. That was why Rek had to die. Since Rek had been the older Yasnaque he automatically would have been the one to get the right to bond with the Nuinath. He couldn't have that this beautiful Kav was supposed to be his and his only. He wouldn't let anyone else tell him otherwise not even the Nuinath. If the boy refused him he would just have to force him.

Vaaku sighed running his hands through his long brown hair.

"Are you alright?" S'Asankie asked as he sat down to feed one of their children.

"No, not really, I'm a bit stressed."

The orange haired Kav smiled. "That much is obvious." He eyed the many books and parchments spread out in front of his mate. "So what are you researching?"

"I've been researching the legend of the Nuinath. It's quite obvious with what happened a month ago that there is more to the boy than what Gramèn told me. He said that the boy was the first Descendent of the Marovalian royal family line to gain his heritage as a Shiverin and by coincidence he is a Kav which means that he is the bearer of the royal lineage for any Yasnaque that bonds him. But there must be something more something that Gramèn doesn't know just being related to royalty can not explain what I saw that day and it can not explain the power that pulsated around the boy." He closed the book he had been reading and turned his hazel gaze to his Kav. "If you had seen him that day you would know what I'm talking about. One minute he was shrinking away from me in fear. Then there was this bright light and I was shocked back down the alley. Then I saw the most unbelievable thing ever, the boy changed S'Asankie, right before my eyes he changed his wings went from black to iridescent clear and his hair grew to his shoulders. Then there were his eyes, normally they are a bright Emerald green but this time they were streaked with ice blue. And when he spoke his own voice was over toned with that of a woman."

S'Asankie seemed to be thinking everything his Yasnaque had said over very carefully. "I can't believe that he might actually have been right." He mumbled to himself.

"What are you talking about love?"

"Well you know all those stories I tell our children about Mava right."

"Yes?"

"Well I don't think I ever told you that my Yasanè was an expert on the lore of our great Goddess Mava.

"No I don't think you ever did."

S'Asankie shifted little Haun, one of the Yasnaques, to his shoulder to burp the child. "Yes he was quite fascinated in anything dealing with The Great Mother of our people. The poem you heard me reciting to our young ones was one of his favorites. He used to recite it to me and my siblings when we couldn't sleep. But there was one story that my father used to tell me when I was sick or in a bad mood it always cheered me up. "It was the story of the sprite Okarina-"

"Uhm S'Asankie I thought we were talking about Mava?"

The Kav sighed. "Okarina is the wizards name for Mava." He felt like he was explaining it to a small child.

"Oh."

"Okarina was the daughter of mother Earth great Shifadel and her bonded Ranat. They both loved her very much and gave her everything she wanted. One would think that she would want for nothing. But as she grew she wished for a family of her own. And since most of her suitors couldn't see past her beauty and status, making none of them a suitable partner, she never thought she would have children. There was one way fro her to have children though, magic. So she sought out the one person that she knew would be able to give her what she wanted. The Sorceress Ijena was well known for granting wishes and could grant anyone you want. So Okarina made the trip to Ijena's castle. Ijena was insanely jealous though of Okarina's beauty and every ones love for her so she used this chance to curse Okarina's family. Instead of giving her one child she gave her two a girl named Nui'latia who was sweet and kind like her mother and a boy named Athanal who always seemed angry and didn't seem to care for anyone but his sister. Actually what he felt for his sister was far beyond sibling love it was a tainted love that could never be. Okarina in hopes to save her children from heart ache sent Athanal away and in the meantime she hid Nui'latia from the world. She figured that this was the only way to save her family but sadly it did not last. Nui'latia, being a lover of nature, was only able to keep herself away from the outside world for three months before she snuck out one day while her mother was away. It just so happened at the same time Athanal was traveling through the same forest.

"This doesn't sound like a very happy story why would it cheer you up?"

"Do you mind you'll understand if you let me finish." S'Asankie growled at his mate.

"Fine but it sounds like a cheesy human romance novel."

"Vaaku do you want me to finish this or not?"

"Yes, sorry love, go right ahead."

"Thank you. Of course we all know what happened after that. It wasn't long before Nui'latia was with child ten months later she gave birth to not one but four little ones two boys and two girls. Sadly Nui'latia died during child birth and Athanal, so distraught with the death of his beloved sister, left never to be heard from again.

"Okay now this is really sounding like some romance novel."

"Vaaku." S'Asankie hissed trying to keep his voice quite as not to wake the little one that slept on his shoulder.

"Oh sorry."

"One more interruption and I will not finish the story and you can just guess how it ends."

"Alright-alright go ahead and finish oh great lovely one." Vaaku said trying to placate his mate.

S'Asankie blushed but still glared at his mate not willing to let his Yasnaque get away with it that easily. No the other Shiverin would definitely have to make it up to him later away from the children perhaps in their room. "Fine, I'll finish. With the loss of her two beloved children Okarina was left with the job of raising her grand children. They were beautiful all of them they all had her wings, the beautiful gauzy apertures. But strangely they had had claws and fangs and two of them had scales traveling up their arms. Ijena had enacted her last revenge on her children's offspring. She had mixed in some animal's blood in with the spell thus causing the children to have some animalistic tendencies. For this transgression in the contract between Okarina and Ijena the Sorceress was tried and sentenced to exile. But it was too late for Okarina's grandchildren they were already cursed by the women's jealousy and their own parent's transgressions. Forever having one side of the couple being the more aggressive side and the other the calmer more caring side; both always craving the other. She tried to teach her grandchildren the right way to live to ingrain in them that you only take one mate for life. But as time went on and the aggressive nature of the more powerful ones took over they began to dominate over the slighter, calmer, ones. They came to see themselves as above the rules and bent them to their will. The idea of having one mate held no meaning to them any more and to some, the idea of taking multiple conquests was like seeing how many beautiful ornamental items one could own. Okarina tried to get them to see the error of their ways but no matter what she did the more Dominant ones of the race, now known as the Shiverin, were treating their more submissive partners worse and worse. To many of the dominants submissive's were nothing more than things to play with. This disappointed her greatly for she felt for all them as if they were her own but she could not condone what they were doing. It wasn't long until most of them really didn't believe in her any more. They said that they worshiped her, the mother of their people, but it was all just for show."

"Sadness filled her at what she knew she had to do. She still loved her children but she could not protect them any longer. But there were still a few of them that believed in her and followed her rules. She knew she had to leave her children and let them live their lives. But she also knew that she could not leave the ones that still believed in her alone with no hope of redemption. So she did the one thing that she promised herself she would never do. She chose one of her distantly related children to have a child with. The young Yasnaque was one that held to her beliefs and promised to keep them in his family as long as he lived. The young man was Orando Marovalian the first High Chancellor of the Shiverin people. And his family would be the first royal family of the Shiverin people and the only one with a connection to the high mother. Okarina knew that what she was about to do would cause strife in the Shiverin community for many generations to come but in the long run it would hopefully be their saving grace. The day soon came for her to give birth and to the surprise of all those gathered she gave birth to two kavs. This was unheard of in the Shiverin community. Always in every birth there was at least one yasnaque but Okarina's newest children were to be her legacy to her people. For from the start it was only though the kavs of the Marovalian family that the royal line would flow. And hopefully through this same line the salvation of her people. For she promised one day that she would return to them and with that she left never to be seen or heard from again." S'Asankie finished his story and got to his feet. "And now I think I should return this little one to his brothers."

"What wait a minute that's it?" Vaaku asked jumping to his feet.

S'Asankie turned to stare at him. "Of course that's it. What else did you expect?"

"Well you said that this had something to do with the Nuinath."

"And it does." S'Asankie said as he turned to head to the nursery. "You said so yourself that the boy was a descendent of the Marovalian family."

"Yeah."

"Well would it not seem possible that Okarina, or Mava, has kept her promise to her people?" He laid the child down with his brothers.

"You mean that she has returned but how could that be?"

"Vaaku I didn't think that you could be that dense." S'Asankie laughed.

"Hey you can't say that to me." Vaaku said indignantly.

"Yes I can."

"Why?"

"Because you love me." S'Asankie stated. "And you know that if you don't let me you won't be getting any later."

Vaaku sighed. "Sometimes I wonder just who is the yasnaque in this relationship."

S'Asankie smiled mischievously at him. "Yes well that is a conundrum isn't it?" Love sparkling in his dark blue eyes.

"You're impossible you know that." Vaaku sighed running his fingers through his light brown hair. "Okay perhaps I am dense. But are you saying that you believe that Harry is Mava?"

"No you silly but I think it's possible that he might be connected to her some how. The story said that she left the children as her legacy to her people. And through them the salvation of her people would be achieved. It is only fitting that this descendent, who is directly related to her through his family line, would be the one that could possibly bring about that salvation. Think about what this could mean for our little Kav." He ran his hand along the baby's finely fuzzed head.

The yasnaque smiled he knew what this meant to his kav. If what S'Asankie believed was true then things could change drastically when it came to the rights of all kavs. "Love, are your father's papers still stored at your family's ancestral home?"

"Yes, I believe so, why?"

Vaaku took the smaller Shiverin in his arms. "Then I think that you, me, and the children should take a trip there. I believe that some more research on the subject is needed."

"You mean that we're leaving?" Even though this is what the kav had wanted he was still surprised that his beloved would suggest it.

"Yes my Kérta we are."

"But what about Gramén and his plans, are you defecting?"

Vaaku kissed his love's forehead lightly. "I don't think I have a choice. If what you say is true then I am truly serving the wrong side. I should be protecting Harry not trying to acquire him for Gramén and L'ukkai. If that kind of power really does lie in the boy then having him bonded to that lunatic is the worst thing we could do. It might unite the Shiverin people but not in the way that The Great Mother Mava would want. No this requires more research if we are to go about this the right way." He pulled his mate to him again and kissed him on the lips. "But I think that we should take everything that is absolutely necessary when we leave. I don't think that we'll be welcomed back if we decide to return."

S'Asankie smiled and brought his yasnaque in for a long lingering kiss full of love. He knew that his mate was taking a large leap for him. He was turning his back on everything he had believed in except his beliefs in Mava's teachings all because of some memories that the kav had from his childhood. He knew that Gramén would be furious about loosing his best operative. And Vaaku had taken a binding oath to help the Lord in anyway that he deemed necessary. By leaving Vaaku was effectively breaking that oath and sentencing himself to death if Gramén ever found him. As the Yasnaque in the pairing Vaaku would be the one to take the full blame for any decision that was made. He would be the one to die. Allowing any other yasnaque the right to claim his mate and probably kill his children. Yes they could never be found.

Ron and Hermione made their way to the Prefect compartment to join the meeting. They knew that they were going to be late but it had taken a little longer than expected to calm Harry down.

Hermione sighed at this rate Harry would be a complete disaster by the end of the month; especially if he and Draco didn't bond soon.

"Are we really going to do it?" Ron broke through her thoughts.

"What do you mean?"
"Are we really going to tell Malfoy where Harry is?"

"Come on Ron we agreed on this. We agreed that if this is what Harry wanted we weren't going to stop it."

"Yeah I know but it doesn't mean that I have to like it."

"If you had seen how caring Draco was with Harry over this last month I don't think you would be questioning it quite as much." She didn't even flinch when she used Malfoy's first name. She had given up calling him Malfoy many weeks ago it just didn't seem to fit anymore. "As strange as it might seem he really does seem to love Harry." She laughed happily. "Actually Harry has him wrapped around his little finger. All he has to do is pout and Draco turns to mush."

Ron groaned. "Oh come on Hermione, I really don't need to hear about my best friend's and Malfoy's lovey dovey ways."

"Fine." She said becoming serious. "Then we need to talk about something else."

"What?" Ron was almost afraid to ask.

"The bonding between Harry and Draco."

"What! You don't plan on them doing that on the train!" He cried in alarm.

"No, of course not." Hermione said scrunching up her face. "But I think once we reach Hogwarts they should bond as soon as possible."

"Hermione do you really think that's such a good idea." He said sounding really unsure.

"Yes I do." She stated. "It will be much better for Harry if they were bonded. You haven't been around him for the last month, Ron, you haven't seen how emotional he's become. But you saw him back in the compartment and that was just because we were going to see Draco without him. The bond will do wonders for him it will give him some reassurance that Draco will stay with him."

"But what about Voldemort? You know it's possible that Harry will get pregnant it would make him vulnerable."

"Actually Ron it's quite the opposite. If he stays un-bonded he will be so emotional all Voldemort would have to do is get him upset and Harry will break. Unable to fight back he will be a prime target. Sure he'll still be emotional until his birthing cycle is over even when bonded but not quite as bad. But you forget that a submissive Shiverin protecting their children can be even more dangerous than the dominant. And this is Harry Potter we're talking about. He would never let anything happen to his children if he could stop it."

Ron nodded. He had to admit that she was right. "So what do you plan to do?"

She smiled. "About the bonding or now?"

"Let's just focus on the here and now I think that's all my fragile mind can handle at the moment."

"I got Draco a present." Out of her pocket she took out what looked like a folded piece of parchment with two candies attached to it. One was wrapped in a blue foil wrapper and the other in silver. Right away he recognized the symbol printed on each.

"Wait a minute are those what I think they are."

She nodded. "Yep Draco's ticket out of the Prefect meeting courtesy of Fred and George. Even Meridith can't make him stay if he's severely sick to his stomach." She explained cringing at the name of the head girl. Meridith Quansly a Ravenclaw had been named Head Girl this year and she was already shaping up to be a female Percy. Over the summer she had owled all the prefects a message explaining what she expected of them when they arrived on the train.

Ron recognized the twin's newest creation Flu Fruit Clusters. "Hermione since when did you purchase a Weasley Wizard Wheezes Skiving Snackbox? You can't really be telling me that you were thinking of using those?"

She shrugged. "Always be prepared you never know when we would need to get out of class."

They arrived at the Prefect compartment and tried to enter as quietly as possible. But no matter they were spotted by Meridith anyways. The girl must have super sonic hearing.

"Where have you two been?" The Ravenclaw questioned.

"Sorry Meridith but we had a bit of an incident in our compartment." Hermione explained catching Draco's eyes. He was leaning against the wall near the door with his arms crossed trying to look uninterested but she could tell that she had his full attention.

"Is everything alright?" Jacob Brown a seventh year Hufflepuff Prefect asked. "It didn't have anything to do with You-Know-Who and Harry did it?"

Hermione heard a quiet growl come from Draco's direction. Everyone else in the room would just take it as the ever present Potter and Malfoy hatred coming forth again. Just another case of Draco being grumpy about someone caring for St. Potter but she knew very well that it was a growl of jealousy. Draco didn't like how much of an interest Jacob was taking in his mate. She knew she had to diffuse the situation and fast. It wouldn't be good if Draco attacked Jacob. "No it was nothing like that Harry is fine." She made sure to lock eyes with Draco when she said this. "It was just Trevor he escaped from Neville again and ended up in our compartment. Crookshanks went after him and we had to rescue the poor toad." She lied easily turning her eyes straight to the Head Girl. "Sorry it took us a while to calm Neville down." But when she said this her eyes were completely focused on Draco.

The dominant Shiverin arched an eyebrow. She had said Neville but the look in her brown eyes told him that she was talking about Harry. His stomach started to churn. What had happened to his mate?

Meridith nodded accepting Hermione's excuse. Everyone knew that Neville could be a bit of an airhead at times and could also be very emotional. So it didn't seem so strange to her that the Gryffindor would get so emotional. "Alright," she said dismissingly, "we should get on with this meeting. We need to work out schedules." The Head Girl said turning her attention to the other Prefects in the room and slipping into dictator mode again.

Hermione took this as her chance to approach Draco. She kept her eyes focused on the meeting as she inched closer to the male Slytherin Prefect.

"How is he?" Draco inquired quietly.

"He's fine." She whispered. "He just got a little bit upset. I think that you really should go see him."

"How am I supposed to get away from Hitlerette here?" He motioned slightly to Meridith.

"I have that all worked out." Hermione said with a wicked smile. Checking that no one was looking she quickly handed him the piece of parchment.

He looked at the two cadies and gave her a questioning look. But she just motioned for him to open the letter. Unfolding the parchment he let his eyes roam over the neat feminine handwriting.

He's in the last compartment in the third car. He knows your coming so he'll be waiting for you. And since I know it's going to be hard to get out of the Prefect meeting with Meridith and all I've included a little present. It won't be enjoyable mind you but it will get you out. If you eat the blue wrapped candy in about a minute you will start to feel very sick to your stomach, become flushed and start to run a slight fever. Basically you'll show all the signs of having the flu. Even Meridith won't be able to argue with you if you're sick. But when you get out of the compartment don't forget to eat the silver candy no matter how upset your stomach is. Believe me it will help your symptoms will be gone in no time. After all you don't want to see your mate with the tummy queasies now do you? Have fun and don't do anything to shocking. But if you are going to do anything that might be considered a little indecent please don't forget to lock the door and put up a silencing charm. I really don't feel like casting Obliviate on some impressionable first year because they got curious about some strange sounds. And no I'm not going to try to tell you not to do anything like that because I know for a fact that it would just be a waste of my time and ink.

Hermione Granger

Draco's mouth fell open. It wasn't because Granger was willing to help him out with ditching the meeting and running off to a meeting with Harry. And it wasn't that she was basically saying that it was alright to snog her best friend senseless. Hadn't she been basically letting him do that for the last month? No it was the last sentence that shocked him, was he really that predictable? He thought about it a little longer and then realized yes. When it came to Harry he was probably the most predictable person in the world after all love could do that to a person. Without really thinking he slipped the blue wrapper off the candy and plopped it in his mouth. He grimaced as an intense sour flavor hit his tongue the gagging reflex alone was enough to turn his stomach. He felt his throat clenching, his palms starting to sweat, and his legs became week. Gods he hated being sick but Harry was worth it. Oh hell yes, his beloved was definitely worth it. His stomach churned again and he was certain that the feeling couldn't get any worse. But as he swallowed he realized he was wrong. As the acidic candy slid down his throat an intense wave of nausea hit him. His stomach was no longer just churning it had become a bubbling gurgling mess. It felt as if a volcano was about to erupt in his abdomen and if he didn't get out of there soon it just might.

Hermione had of course been watching the entire thing out of the corner of her eye. She almost laughed at the face the haughty Slytherin had made when he popped the sweet into his mouth. She waited for a while as he just sucked on it for a bit. She noticed that he was already starting to look a little sick and she could have sworn that she saw his knees wobble.

Draco felt himself gag and his entire body started to shake as sweat broke out on his brow. He clenched his fist as pain racked his body. He swore if it wasn't for the fact that Granger was helping him he would kill her right now. Speaking of which shouldn't the Gryffindor be getting the attention of the Ravenclaw dictator he needed to get out of here before he lost everything he ate that morning. He really didn't want to go to Harry with his mouth tasting like bile.

The brunette decided it was probably time to get the dominant Shiverin out of here before he really got sick and made quite a mess. She really would have to congratulate the Weasley twins though they had really out done themselves.

But before Hermione could get Meridith's attention Pansy noticed her housemate's plight. "Draco honey, are you alright?" She simpered grabbing his arm.

Hermione groaned this was not good. The pug faced Prefect might have gotten away with calling Draco that before but she was certain that he wouldn't be so happy about it now and of course she was right.

"Of course I'm not alright." Draco snapped. "I didn't think that even you would be dimwitted enough to not realize when some one is fucking sick." He growled tearing his arm from her. "And if you ever…and if you ever…" He couldn't finish his sentence as he felt his stomach lurch again and his hand flew to his mouth as he tried to keep down the acid that was rising in his throat. Even if he thought it would be fitting for him to retch all over the annoying Pansy.

By now everyone had noticed what was going on all except for Meridith who was two busy looking over her schedules to even notice that anything was amiss. Since the self appointed ruler hadn't done anything to get the poor sick boy out of the meeting the Head Boy, Ichabod Dervingshire from Hufflepuff, finally spoke up. "Uhm Meridith I really think that Mr. Malfoy needs to leave." He almost whispered.

"Oh yes of course." Meridith said finally looking up and noticing Draco's paled face. "Uhm Hermione would you mind escorting Malfoy out?"

"Yes Meridith." Hermione said taking Draco's arm leading him from the compartment.

As soon as they were out of the compartment Draco quickly unwrapped the silver candy and popped it in his mouth. With only a couple of sucks he could already feel his stomach calming down. After a little bit more he swallowed the little Strawberry flavored disk and sighed as he felt the acid in his digestive tract finally stop its magma impersonation. He groaned and ran his hand across his forehead shoving his sweat soaked fringe out of his face. When he finally felt his body completely calm down he raised stern eyes to the Honey haired Gryffindor standing right across from him. "You know you could have told me that it would feel like I was dying."

She snickered. "That would have ruined all the fun."

"You got some sick sort of perverse pleasure out of that didn't you?" He snarled as he stood up straight trying to straighten out his hair.

This time she laughed. "Of course, I have to get even somehow. You might have been nice to us this summer but don't think I have forgotten how rotten you were to all three of us for the last five years. I really think that today was justified." She heard Draco mumble something under his breath about vindictive women and death. But she just smiled knowing he really didn't mean it. "Well, you better get going, someone is waiting for you."

Draco's mood switched suddenly and he smiled brightly. "Yes your right I really should go." He turned and headed down the hall.

She watched him go and shook her head. It was still surprising to see Draco Malfoy, The Slytherin Ice Prince, become a grinning love struck fool.

Harry sighed as he watched the beautiful landscape roll by. Normally he loved to watch the undulating green hills as the Express raced towards Hogwarts but today he had other things on his mind. And he couldn't concentrate on anything else. He glanced towards the door again hoping to see it open but like the many times before it didn't budge. He was starting to get anxious again Draco hadn't shown up yet and Hermione and Ron had been gone for about twenty minutes. He took a deep breath determined to keep himself under control, Draco would come, his mate had promised that he would never leave him. He would just have to be patient until the dominant could get away from the meeting. He sighed again and decided he might as well do something instead of just sitting and stewing. He opened his trunk deciding to get ready for when the train arrived at Hogwarts. He removed his overly large shirt and started rummaging through his trunk looking for his school uniform.

A huge grin spread across Draco's face as he finally reached the compartment that held his mate. He could sense his mate's essence on the other side of the door and it was practically making his mouth water. He couldn't wait to have the beautiful Gryffindor in his arms again. But what he saw when he opened the door made is entire body quiver with desire. Harry was bent over his school trunk, shirt off, and school slacks pulled taught over his firm ass. The blond licked his lips and felt his fingers twitch as he fought the urge to reach out and grab those nice round globes shrouded in the dark fabric.

"Bloody hell." He heard the other boy grumble. "Where is that shirt?"

"I don't know but do you always wait for people in this state of undress?"

Harry shot up turning quickly, emerald eyes locking on the lithe form of his mate.

"Because if it is I might have to come find you more often." The blond said with a smirk closing the door behind him. "I wouldn't want anyone else to be privy to this delicious sight." He said in a sultry voice.

Harry suddenly realized that he still wasn't wearing a shirt and reached for the robe he had laid out to wrap it around himself.

But Draco strode forward and removed the robe from his hand. "No need to cover up my love. You are so lovely."

Harry blushed bright red at the feeling of Draco's eyes roving over his body.

"Oh gods you are beautiful." Draco moaned and reached out pulling Harry into his arms.

Harry sighed letting himself fall against the chest of his dominant.

The dominant ran his fingers up and down the sides of Harry's back just missing the spots. He felt more than heard Harry moan, the smaller boy bringing his lips against his neck and licking lightly. This time a moan escaped Draco's throat. His mate was treading on dangerous grounds here he wasn't trying to be dominant thank goodness but the raven haired boy was turning him on something fierce. He took out his wand and aimed it towards the door. Whispering a few words he made sure that both a locking charm and a silencing charm were securely in place before he returned his hands to Harry's back. Without removing his hands he used the side of his head to move Harry's head to the side slightly and then nuzzled the spot where his neck met his shoulder he smiled when his mate crooned softly. He pulled back a bit to see that Harry's eyes were closed and his lips were parted slightly. His smile grew even wider and let one hand slide down to Harry's rear while the other wrapped around his slim waist. With one quick tug he pulled the smaller boy flush against his body pushing their groins together. He moaned at the intimate contact and he felt the shudder run through Harry's small frame. "I don't think that I could have gotten through the entire train ride without seeing you."

"Me neither." Harry said leaning his head against Draco's shoulder.

Draco kissed the top of the raven head. "I love you, you know that?"

Harry pulled away and gave him a smile that was brighter than any Lumos spell he had ever seen. "Yeah I know."

Draco grinned and took Harry's hand in his and brought it to his lips kissing each knuckle. He heard Harry moan and a mischievous smile took over his face. He let his tongue flick out just barely touching the skin on the last knuckle he had just kissed. The high mewling noise that the submissive made caused heat to start to pool in his stomach. It was always amazing to him what Harry's slightest sounds and movements could do to him with just a touch or a moan his angel was capable of setting his entire body on fire. Just one little note of his Shiverin song and his entire body was aroused and hungering for any taste or feel of his mate. He kept his silver eyes focused on Harry's emerald eyes gauging how much of an effect what he was doing was having on the beauty. What he saw filled him with joy, Harry's eyes fluttered as he tried to keep them open, his lips parted and his tongue darted out to wet them. Oh yes this was having a very positive effect on his beloved. "Am I bothering you Harry?"

"N-n-no."

"Well then I guess I'll just have to work harder."

"What work har-oh gods!" Harry cried as Draco slid skillful fingers up the track of spots on his back.

"A little sensitive are we?" Draco said seductively.

"Mmmmm, yes…yes…oh yes." Harry stuttered already reduced to a gibbering idiot by his dominant's ministrations.

Draco laughed and kissed Harry's forehead again. He was about to latch his lips onto his mate's neck when Harry did something that completely took him by surprise. The submissive threw his arms around his mates neck and yanked the taller boy down crushing their lips together. Tangling his fingers in corn silk strands, Harry made sure that his dominant couldn't move his head.

What did Harry think he was doing? This was not good not good at all. If the Gryffindor kept going like this Draco would not be able to control himself. Even though it made his heart ache he pulled his lips away to try to warn his love. "Harry…mmmpphhh." He was cut off by Harry recapturing his lips. Draco growled his Shiverin side starting to take over. He lowered Harry to the floor laying himself on top of the slight form of his mate the smaller boy beneath him bucked his hips bringing their already hardened members together in an erotic dance. At this rate Draco would loose all control he had and take his love right here on the floor of the train. "Oh Merlin, Harry…hmmmm, you really shouldn't do that."

"But-but Draco." Harry said tears starting to form in his eyes.

"Oh no, Angel this doesn't mean that I don't want you. Gods Harry I want you so bad."

"Then why?" Harry mewled pulling at Draco trying to bring the taller boy down on top of him again. "Please Draco, please I … I need you."

Draco growled his mate had basically given the go ahead for them to shag. His Shiverin side was yelling at him to do it to take the last step and bond himself to his submissive completely; but the human side was trying to remind him that Harry would regret it later. "NO!." He yelled this time not only pulling away but also pushing himself away from his mate. "I'm sorry Harry this just isn't the place." It wasn't until then that he realized Harry's Shiverin song had started and very quickly it went from a soft trill to a high pitched screech. Draco glanced around franticly he was almost certain that the sound could be heard out in the hall way. He didn't think that even his silencing charms could cover up such a heart wrenching decibel. "Harry, love, please, calm down." But he wasn't making it through the raven haired boy had started to curl up into a little ball crying. "Damn it." The blond hissed this was becoming a normal occurrence. Grabbing his beloved he pulled the submissive into his lap and latched his mouth onto the back of his neck over the now perfectly formed Bureshaw. The dark purple mark had shrunk down and turned into a dark blue figure made of three spirals two pointed down and one up.

"Oh Merlin." Harry said breathily as he sagged in his dominants arms. "Draco…I-I'm sorry." Harry garbled realizing what he had been doing. Something was going to have to be done about this soon his inner Shiverin was telling him that it was getting late into his birthing cycle and his Dominant had still not bonded him yet. True they could still bond after the three months but it would be a lot stronger if done during a cycle. Not to mention that there would be no chance of children outside of the birthing cycle and his submissive side wanted children with his dominant more than anything. Actually if Harry was at all truthful with himself he would have to admit that his human side wasn't totally adverse to having children with the Slytherin either. No he was definitely more than willing to let himself to be impregnated by the blonde Adonis. After all Draco was the most important thing in his life now, the person that meant the most to him, his only, the man that he… "I love you Draco."

The blonde gasped letting go of his mate's neck. Turning the smaller boy around he looked down at him with unbelieving eyes. "What did you say?"

Harry lifted his head so that his dewy green eyes met Draco's disbelieving platinum. "I love you." He said again this time a little more sure of himself.

This time it was Draco's turn to cry. "You…you love me?" He had all but given up hope that he would ever hear those words come from his Harry's mouth. But now here they were and he was feeling so giddy he almost jumped to his feet, opened the door to the compartment, and yelled so that everyone could hear that Harry Potter loved him. It was a good thing that Harry was sitting straddling his legs or they might have both been in very big trouble.

"Yes Draco I love you." Harry said again this time with a large smile.

"HARRY!" Draco cried and pulled his love to him kissing him deeply. The frenzied pace of earlier was forgotten and the two happy mates were kissing languidly, hands caressing skin softly.

A loud crash was heard as Lord Gramèn and L'ukkai broke in the large door to Vaaku's residence. The Yasnaque hadn't been seen in court for a while. And Gramén was getting very upset that he had not received an explanation on how Vaaku's mission went. To say the Lord was disappointed was an understatement. Out of all his lay men the young brunette was normally the most prompt when it came to giving his reports and the fact that he had not could not be good. The scene that greeted the two Yasnaque as the entered the building only confirmed the fact. The place was empty the furniture and such was still there but any personal item that would give proof that a family once lived there was completely gone.

"What is going on here?" L'ukkai growled. "He's done it hasn't he? He's run off to claim my Nuinath for himself." Sharp claws raked a table that was next to the younger Shiverin trolling deep gouges into the dark wood.

"L'ukkai calm down." Gramèn tried to order his son even though he knew it was useless. "I've told you many times before that Vaaku follows the rules of the Great Mother to a fault. He will only ever have one mate and that is S'Asankie. He wouldn't even think about taking a second mate much less the Nuinath."

The younger man glared daggers at his Yasanè. "Then the bastard has deserted us and he deserves to die. I will not have him ruining my chances with my Kèrta. The boy belongs to me and only me." He bellowed and with a slam of the door left the building.

Gramèn sighed his son had lost it again. The boy really had a very loose grip on reality and it only took a very little to push him over the edge. To L'ukkai everything that didn't go the way that he wanted it was wrong. And if that thing was a person then that person was against him and deserved to die in his book. The young Shiverin was ruthless and it really didn't matter to him who the person was they would die in the end. Well this time Gramèn had to agree with him. Vaaku had sworn an oath of allegiance and had now broken it. By the laws of his kingdom that marked the young Yasnaque for death. If the he entered the kingdom again he would hunted down and executed.

Harry smiled. He ran a lone finger in circles against Draco's smooth chest. "So what are we going to do when we reach Hogwarts?"

Draco took his hand and kissed the back of it. "Sadly we'll still have to act like we hate each other or at least dislike one another." He felt his mate stiffen slightly. "Don't worry love. I promise not to yell at you. I know that it would set you off and that wouldn't be good. But please try to keep yourself under control if I just ignore you when I see you."

Harry nodded. "Yes my only I understand."

The blond smiled. Even though his Angel had finally admitted his feeling for him Harry still insisted on using his old term of endearment. But where it meant a lot to him before hand it meant even more now since it had the backing of Harry's complete heart behind it. "Harry, I think that you should know that I have every intention of completing the bond as soon as possible once we reach Hogwarts."

"Are you sure that's such a good idea?" Harry's human side had gained more control now and he was trying to think about these things rationally. "Don't you think that Dumbledore will suspect something especially if I become pregnant?"

"I don't care." Draco stated pulling his mate closer. "I refuse to leave you unbounded any longer. I'm certain that those Full Bloods haven't given up on you yet and I have not intention of letting them bond you first. No just incase it would be better if we do it soon."

"Oh so it's only because you don't want to take the chance that if I'm captured that one of them would bond and impregnate me."

Draco laughed this time he pulled his mate completely on top of him. "Of course not Harry it's because I love you. If they do capture you, which I will do anything I can to stop, and you are not bonded then they will definitely bond you and then I'll loose you. Because once bonded the only way for it to be broken is for one of the pair to be killed. Of course if one is after another's submissive then they would have to kill the Dominant mate. It has been known to happen before." He lifted Harry's face to look him straight in the eyes. "And if it came down to it Harry I would kill anyone to get you back. You are my one and only my Kèrta. I will not let anyone have you besides me my beautiful Angel." Draco kissed him possessively as the bell rang through the train to announce that they would soon be arriving at Hogwarts. This was it soon Harry would belong to him completely. Now he just had to think of the best way to go about this and Granger was going to help him. It was the least she could do for that little trick she had played on him earlier.

Hope you enjoyed see you later. Wish me luck with this wedding thing I hope we can get everything done in time.