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'Oh that beautiful tan… I wonder if it's an all over tan. Mmmm… and those eyes, so captivating, I would willingly drown in those eyes if I was given the chance. Those lips so full… and moving? I have no idea what he's saying, but I don't care! My mate is standing in the doorway looking oh so very gorgeous and I'm so close!'
Draco had to keep himself from moaning aloud when Harry unconsciously licked his lips with his pink tongue. And then, all of the sudden, Harry turned and left.
Draco was sitting in his seat gazing longingly at the place Harry had just vacated when his friends finally picked up on his odd behavior.
"Draco? Are you okay?" Pansy asked for the second time that day, this time remembering to keep her hands to herself.
"Yes," he said meekly. "But why did he have to leave? What did I do wrong?"
"Who? Potter? Oh my god, Draco! He's your mate isn't he!" Pansy asked getting a little overexcited and hugging Draco, but letting go as soon as she felt him flinch. "It's so great you found out who your mate is! Too bad it's Potter though."
"What do you mean too bad it's Harry! He's perfect and if he's not good enough for you then you can go jump off of the train for all I care!" Draco exploded when he heard Pansy insinuating that Harry wasn't good enough.
"No! No, Draco that's not what I meant at all! I just meant that the two hottest guys in school just became unavailable. Oh well, good luck with getting him to like you."
"You better not be thinking of trying to steal him from me, Pansy. You may be a good friend, but you aren't such a good friend that I would hesitate to kill you if you did." Draco growled.
"Oh Draco, you know I wouldn't dream of taking your mate from you. I was just commenting on common knowledge."
'Wait a minute, what did she mean good luck getting him to like you. How can he not like me? He's my mate he has to like me.' "Oh my god, he hates me!" Draco could feel his heart breaking. "He hates me," he repeated mournfully, burying his face in his hands, his shoulders shaking in silent sobs.
"Oh Draco, I'm sure it's not as bad as all that." Said Pansy, mentally kicking herself for saying that. Now she had to deal with an emotional Veela who thought his mate hated him, which he did, but that kind of thinking doesn't need to be reinforced.
"But it is! My mate hates me and it's all my fault! Why did I have to be such a prat! Why couldn't I have been nice to him! Instead I have to go and fuck everything up by being such a bloody prat!" Draco said suddenly very, very angry with himself for ruining any chance he might have had of being with his mate.
"Draco, just because he doesn't really like you now doesn't mean he cant ever like you," Pansy suggested, hoping to lift the Veela's spirits and to keep him from doing anything stupid, like hurt himself. "You'll just have to work harder at wooing him, that's all."
"Maybe…" Draco mumbled, even though he could feel the hope building in him at the thought that he might still have a chance to be happy. He smirked and decided he had better start planning ways to win Harry over, to make him fall head over heels in love with him. 'Hmmm… I think I'll have to enlist some help from Uncle Sev. Maybe I can get him to pair us together for a project or something.' Draco thought wistfully.
Harry wandered back to his compartment in a confused haze. He slipped back in and sat by the window, staring unseeingly at the passing scenery.
"So what was with the banging, mate?" Ron asked, as per usual utterly clueless as to why Harry was looking at him as if he had three heads. "What? Did Fred and George do something to me again?" Ron asked when Harry didn't respond to the question. "I'll kill them, they promised 'no more pranks on family'!"
All of the sudden, both Harry and Hermione started laughing hysterically as each statement had indeed been said by a separate head.
Ron, still confused, looked down at himself and, seeing nothing out of the ordinary asked "What!" Suddenly he realized that he had heard not just once voice, as one normally would, but three. He looked from side to side, each face turning bright red with anger and embarrassment when it saw its fellows. "I'll kill them!"
"Oh Ron, come on. It's not all that bad." Said Hermione bracingly, while still trying to stifle her giggles.
"Not that bad!" exclaimed Ron 1.
"I have three…" started Ron 2.
"Fucking heads, Hermione!" finished Ron 3.
"Oh hold still a minute," Hermione said pulling out her wand and muttering 'finite incantatum' "There, all better!"
Ron examined his shoulders for any trace of the two other heads, finding none he sat back down, not remembering when he stood up.
For the rest of the train ride the trio laughed and joked, Harry finishing off his Astronomy homework and forgetting all about his bizarre encounter with Malfoy. In the next compartment Draco and Pansy were trying to think of ways that Draco could win Harry over.
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