A/N: I'm back. Expect more updates now. I'll be updating like crazy to get as many as possible before (gulp) school. Anyway, this chapter isn't as long as I wanted it to be, it got erased halfway through writing and I had to re-do it!

Chapter Fifteen: Sealed With A Kiss

Everyone was silent after Dobby's outburst. Harry couldn't seem to wrap his mind around the fact that the woman he was just talking to minutes ago was dead.

"That's impossible Dobby! I was just with her! Drinking tea!"

Dobby's cheeks were shiny with tears as he shook his head.

"The tea! It was poisoned, Mister Harry Potter, sir! Poisoned!"

Dumbledore sprang into action.

"Poppy, check Mr. Potter here for poisons please. Where did this happen?" The last question was directed to Dobby.

"In our kitchens sir! Just after Mister Harry Potter left! There was much blood!"

Narcissa had come in to stand by here husband, looking oddly over at her son and Harry. When Dumbledore had ordered that the Boy-Who-Lived be checked for poison, Draco had quickly grabbed his hand. What was going on here?

Madam Pomfrey was slowly scanning Harry's body with a blue light coming from the tip of her wand. When that was over she grabbed an empty potions bottle and poked Harry's finger with the tip of her wand, taking a sample of blood.

"The scan was negative, Albus. I'm checking his blood now."

Quickly, she pulled out two small vials from her robes, one clear the other black. After adding the thick, black potion she waited.

"The revealer clings to any type of poison in the blood. After we had the clear one, if there is poison in his blood the potion will have black splotches and the liquid will be the color of the poison. If it turns clear, there is no poison."

She finally added the clear mixture and the room watched in a tense silence. It slowly cleared showing no poison in Harry's blood.

Sirius actually sighed in relief. Dumbledore turned back to Dobby.

"Do you know the House Elf who served Sybil and Mr. Potter?"

Dobby nodded his head, looking like a bobble-head that Harry had seen in the back of many muggle cars.

"It was Dobby's friend, Winky! But she wouldn't hurt flies! She wouldn't!"

"Please, get her. It might be possible she was just as much a victim."

Dobby 'CRACK'ed away and the room fell silent. Blaise finally voiced the question on everyone's mind.

"Who'd want to poison Trelawney? Everyone knows she is- was a fake."

Harry, Sirius, Remus and Dumbledore shared a look. Being James Potter's two most closest friends, Remus and Sirius were let in on the contents of the prophecy about Harry and Voldemort, which was heard by Dumbledore himself.

"Sybil Trelawney has made two authentic prophecies in her shortened life time." Was all Dumbledore said before Dobby and Winky 'CRACK'ed back in.

Winky was worst off than Dobby was when he first arrived.

"Master, Winky is sorry! Winky would be punished! Winky should be killed!"

Dumbledore, who was a lot taller than most wizards, towered over the sobbing House Elf. Everyone watched in shock, as the Headmaster pulled out his wand and shot a purple spells at Winky. Instead of killing the House Elf, even though it was well with in Dumbledore's right, the spell wrapped around her before flashing yellow.

"Just as I suspected." Dumbledore said, talking more to himself than the room. "Winky was put under the Imperius Curse within the last hour."

An Unforgivable. The only people who Harry knew, that liked to throw around Unforgivables were Death Eaters.

Dumbledore didn't seem ruffled at this. Instead he ignored the Hospital Wings occupants and focused on Winky.

"Do you, by any chance, remember your orders? Who your target was? You will not be punished, Winky," he added as the House Elf trembled, looking frightened. "Someone forced you to do this."

Winky nodded before screwing up her eyes, thinking.

"I was to put the poison in...someone special's tea. He said they had ordered vanilla because it was their favorite."

Harry inhaled sharply, making everyone look at him. He was the target, not Trelawney. Some one had tried to kill him. Someone who knew his favorite tea.

"That will be all. Dobby, take Winky back to the kitchens. You are relieved of duty today if you want."

Dobby nodded and took his still crying friend back to their duties, as House Elfs believed it punishment to not have to do work.

Harry looked at Dumbledore, his eyes shadowed.

"It was my tea that was poisoned. I drank Professor Trelawney's by mistake. I was in a hurry."

Pansy sighed. "Well I guess the question is who'd want to poison you?"

Harry glared at the girl. "Do you have a while? The list is pretty long."

"And it begins and ends with Voldemort." said Remus quietly.

Dumbledore looked over at Narcissa and she smiled at him grimly.

"I suppose you want to know where I've been all morning?" Dumbledore nodded, looking apologetic.

Draco's head snapped up from where it had been staring at the floor.

"You can't possibly think my mother had anything to do with this!"

Harry grabbed Draco's hand tightly. "I'm sure he doesn't. But it's better she has an alibi if the Ministry tries to pin it on you Slytherins again."

Narcissa nodded. "Rosmerta can confirm I floo-ed in early this morning and had breakfast at her charming little pub. When I came up to Hogwarts, I ran into Sabrina Vector, a friend of mine from my days here right up until she walked me here. Stratified?"

Dumbledore smiled at her. "Very. Well I must be off. I need to inform the Ministry of what has happened." He looked over at Harry. "Remember what we talked about, Mr. Potter."

Then he left.

There was an awkward pause, in which Harry and Draco realized they were still holding hands and promptly let go.

"So mum, what are you doing here?I thought you were going to stay in France."

Narcissa smiled at her only son before lifting her shoulder in a shrug. It was not typical Malfoy behavior, Harry noticed.

"What no hug for your mother?"

Lucius looked at his wife. "Your avoiding the question 'Cissa. I thought we agreed it was safer for you in France with your cousin?"

'Cissa' rounded on her husband, her blue eyes sparking in anger. " I just received word about Hogsmeade, yesterday."

For the first time in his life, Harry saw Lucius Malfoy look nervous. "Oh. Well word does travel incredibly slow, nowadays, wouldn't you agree?"

"He's in for it, now" Draco whispered to Harry, who looked at his mate's parents confused.

Narcissa advanced on her husband, who looked like he wanted to run but regally stood his ground.

"Yes, it does. Especially if you are put into hiding by your manipulative husband. I vividly remember you saying that you would be staying at the safest place in Britain while I was in France, and yet, you've been here not a week and have already been attacked by Dementors and Vampires!"

Lucius narrowed his eyes at his wife but she continued before he could respond.

"And a member of the faculty has been murdered while your in the 'safest place in Britain!'"

"I will not hide From the Dark Lord."

"You don't hide from the Dark Lord? Than why should I?"

Lucius saw where this was heading.

"Now 'Cissa-" But Draco's mother wouldn't hear of it.

"Don't you 'Now 'Cissa' me! I'm staying and you will not stop me!"

"It is not safe here!"

Narcissa threw her hand up in the air. "That's what I've been telling you!"

Seeing the prim and proper Malfoys arguing like a normal couple suddenly seemed incredibly funny to Harry and the rest of the room.

"You should know never to argue with a Black, Lucius." Remus said, smiling.

Sirius cocked his head to the side. "You say that like it's a bad thing."

"It is."

Draco left Harry's side to stop his parents from embarrassing themselves further.

"Father it's no use. Let mum stay. Dumbledore could use her now with a Divination spot open. And I'm sure going to need her help."

Narcissa, who was smirking at her husband turned to look at her only son, concerned.

"What is wrong? Something has happened! I knew it!"

Snape stepped in.

"Perhaps we should go somewhere a bit more private for this conversation? It involves all who are present sadly."

He glared at the Gryffindors.

Remus ignored him while Sirius stuck out his tongue at the Potions Master.

"Maybe Harry will take us too his Room of Requirement?"

Harry nodded and hopped of the examination table he was pushed upon when he had been poison checked.

"It's on the seventh floor."

Since it was still so early, the group made it there with no trouble at all. Harry got a few strange looks when he began to walk back and forth in front of the same stretch of wall but was rewarded with the appearance of a door that almost blended in completely with the wall.

The room Harry had asked for was one with information on the topic they were going to discuss and for it to be completely anti-House prejudiced. The room turned out black.

"Very depressing, Harry. Thanks." said Sirius as he strolled into the room and flopped down into a squashy armchair.

Harry shrugged. "I've had a depressing life."

Once everyone was seated, no one really knew how to begin.

Finally, Draco just sighed and rubbed his face.

"I'll explain it as best as I can, but I'm going to need your help." he said to Harry.

The Veela nodded. "I'll explain what I can. I'm not finished my book yet."

Snape sneered at this.

Draco ignored him and looked at his mother. "Mum, what do you know of Elemental Veelas?"

Narcissa's eyes widened. It wasn't a normal, everyday question.

"They are very rare." She began, knowing a bit from the fairly tales her mother had told her. "Beautiful, powerful magical beings that are the top of society. To even see one if considered an honor. Many pure blooded families tell tales of them, their power, their beauty but mostly of their devotion to their mates. It is a very lucky witch or wizard who becomes the mate of an Elemental Veela."

Harry smiled. "Gee, I'm flattered. Sucks though, how most people know more about me than I know about me."

Narcissa looked at Harry, not just a fleeting glance but really looked at him. Her eyebrows rose as she took in the changes since that one time she saw him at the Quidditch World Cup. His hair, his eyes, his body language were completely different from what she had first seen them as. He looked much more like both of his parents than just a carbon-copy of his father.

"You are-?" she let the question fade off, but smiled when Harry nodded.

"Got it from my mother."

Narcissa nodded her head excitedly. "Yes, your mother was a beautiful woman. Oh my. This is exciting."

Draco also smiled at his mother's disbelief. Now for the important part.

"Harry has just came into his inheritance this week and has also just recently discovered his mate."

Narcissa wasn't a Slytherin for nothing.

"Draco?" she questioned and both boys nodded.

Harry had never thought he'd meet someone who would hug him as much as Mrs. Weasley but he was proven wrong. Narcissa Malfoy had walked over to him and just stared into his eyes for a full minute. Harry couldn't tear his gaze away from her own and felt as though she knew every bad thought he had ever had. She must have found what she was looking for because she suddenly lent down and hugged Harry, who swore he heard a few ribs creak.

Then it was just a few questions about what would happen. Harry had said, him and Draco still needed to talk about that, the Veela giving his mate a look that told him to think before jumping into anything.

So that seemed to give Pansy, who Harry still hadn't forgiven, the idea that Draco and Harry should talk right now and sort it all out before Harry tried to die again. She quickly pushed both boys out of the Room of Requirement and told them to "Don't show your faces until they were in no danger of either of you dying!"

With no where else to go, Harry suggested they go to the Gryffindor Rooms in the Slytherin Common Room. Thankfully the rest of the Slytherins were either still asleep or at breakfast when they arrived, so there were no more interruptions.

The rooms were just as messy as when Pansy had been spying , so Harry lead Draco to his room, trying hard not to blush at what that implied.

Nervous, Harry kept standing while Draco sat at the desk in Harry's room, putting 'Chuck'

down next to Harry's Elemental Veela book.

"So, I take it you read your book?" Harry asked, avoiding eye contact with the blond.

Draco nodded but realized Harry wouldn't look at him and replied.

"Yes, while you were sleeping. I got all the answers I needed to make a decision. All clear one."

Harry looked at him, confused.

"Why did you give me that idiotic choice if you need me to live! You never told me half of the information necessary for me to make an informed choice and almost got yourself killed in the process!"

"IfI had told you thatI would die if you said no you'd've agreed out of pity! Then in six months if we didn't make the bonds I would have died anyway!I was trying to save you the trouble!"

Draco gave Harry a disbelieving look. "You were making the choice for me!"

Draco stood up and walked over to grab Harry's shoulders.

"Yes, if I knew the truthI wouldn't have said no but it wouldn't have been because I pitied you."

Harry was practically humming with happiness at Draco's nearness but tried to concentrate on what he was saying.

"No? Why?"

Draco smiled. "Harry, we are perfect for each other. If we weren't, I wouldn't be your mate. I'm not sure if it's love but I've felt something with you the last few days that I've never experienced before. It's got me, a Slytherin to the core, acting so..." He struggled for the right words.

"Un-Slytherin?" Harry supplied and Draco nodded. Harry seemed lost in thought. It was all happening so fast! But Draco was so close and from what Harry's muddled brain could pick out, agreeing to bond with him.

While Harry had been thinking, Draco had been studying him. Attraction was there. Defiantly. He wanted run his fingers through Harry's soft hair and kiss his lips like they had done in the rain. So while Harry was thinking, Draco plotted.

By the time Harry had noticed the blond Slytherin had gotten closer, Draco had already backed him into a corner. Draco's hot breath ghosted across Harry's bottom lip, sending shivers up the Veela's spine.

"What are you doing?" Harry whispered, his control shaking.

Closer still, came Draco and as he spoke, his lips grazed Harry's.

"Bonding with you."

"Oh." was all Harry could manage before he gave up and let his Veela instincts take over. The taste of coffee, vanilla and cinnamon filled Harry's mouth as he kissed his mate, his three favorite flavors.

Since it was Draco who initiated the kiss, the urge to fulfill the bond was almost unbearable and Harry quickly ran his tongue across Draco's bottom lip, asking againif he was sure he wanted this.

Draco didn't hesitate and as they surrender to the kiss a warmth filled their bodies as the First Bond began. Harry saw vivid flashes of light surround them, even with his eyes closed he recognized it as lightning. It swirled around them before it melted away into cool, clear water. Minutes flashed by as ice and then fire emerged and swallowed them in a red and blue aura. Finally their own magic snaked out form their bodies and twisted together in an embrace before seeping back into it's rightful owners.

Harry let go of Draco's mouth, taking a deep breath to steady himself. The back of his neck tingled where Draco's hands had come to rest but it was a pleasant tingle that almost made Harry duck his head again to kiss his mate.

Harry looked at Draco. He seemed to glow from the inside out, his head cocked cutely to the side, a small smile graced his face.

"That was...impressive." He said and looked up at Harry, his eyes bright. "I feel more powerful. Is that your fault?"

Harry furrowed his eyebrows in thought. "I think we might have awakened any dormant power you had. Did you feel the elements? It was a sign of the completion of the First Bond. I honestly didn't know I had that much power."

Draco bit his lip in thought. That brought Harry's gaze and thoughts back to Draco's lips. They were pinker and slightly swollen with the intense work out they'd just gotten. Harry decided a little bit of pay back was due.

Draco suddenly felt Harry shift and was shocked to find him now the one back against the wall with Harry securely in his personal bubble.

"What are you-" his question was cut off as Harry quickly covered his lips with his own.

Not that Draco was about to complain.

A/N: I'm not to happy about this chapter but the next one will have some Fudge bashing in it! Plus a hint on who killed Trelawney!

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S.Tangerine