Title: Things Will Go My Way

Disclaimer: You know it's not mine...

Parings: Harry Potter / Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasly / Hermione Granger

Summery: Harry finds out he's a vampire (in a rather painfull way) and Darco comes in to his vampireic powers in the same night that Harry is. Now they have to find thier chosen mate. And suprise, suprise! They are eachothers mates! But what's up with Ron?

Mate Found

That intoxicating scent! It was driving Draco mad with need. All he wanted to do was find that annoying Golden Trio and find out which on of them it was that was his mate, bond with him and be done with it. He knew, however, that it was not that simple. He could not harm his mate, not physicly, anyway, and would not be able to force himself on him if he did not want him.

Oh, yes. He knew that it was either Potter or Weasel. He had seen them without Granger one day, outside the Great Hall, and still smelled that wonderful scent around the two boys.

Draco had to bite his fist to keep himself from going up to the two boys and sniff them. Just to see their faces and to find out whom it was that was his mate. But Pansy had draged him away when she saw the look on his face. And thank God for it! If she hadn't, Draco didn't know what he would have done.

After a week with his mate's scent everywhere in the castle, Draco knew he could not last much longer. He would go mad if he kept this up. He had almost lost it in Potions that morning. He had to have his mate soon, or he would loose control in class and have sex with him in front of everybody. That idea was not very appealing.

Draco walked out from the Great Hall with the intention of going down to the dungens to collect his broom and then go to the Quidditch pitch and practice. He smelled his mate the instant he walked out of the Hall. He promised that he would not turn around. Not turn around and see him there with his friends. Not turn around and relize that he could never touch him.

Draco could not keep that promise and he knew it, but he tried. Tried, and failed.

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Harry was leaning against a wall by the Great Hall when he picked up the scent of his mate. He looked around and his eyes locked on Draco Malfoy. The fact that it was Malfoy didn't even enter Harry's mind, the only thing he could think of was that he had found his mate.

Then he turned around and Harry almost lost it. He was an inch from running up to Malfoy and sweep him in to his arms, kiss him, ravish him. But he kept still.

Their eyes met and Harry felt like his fangs would break through his gum. He didn't care though. He let them grow and opend his mouth a little so he would not hurt his lower lip. To his suprise Malfoy had done the same thing.

They slowly started to walk towords each other.

When they stood infront of one another, they stared at the other boy. Harry made the first move. He put his hands on the back of Malfoy's neck and drew him closer.

They didn't kiss.

Harry tilted his head and burried his face in Malfoy's neck and inhaled the scent he had been smelling for a week without knowing were it came from. He felt Malfoy's nose against his neck and then felt how he took deep breaths while gently kissing the skin.

Harry nuzzeld the soft skin behind Malfoy's ear and heared the other boy moan softly against his neck. That's when he drew back from the blond.

The other boy made a protesting noice but Harry just smiled at him.

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Draco liked kissing Potter's neck and when named boy drew back from him and smiled, Draco nearly lost control, again. He firmly drew Potter back in to his arms and started to suck on his neck before he could protest.

Potter moaned and Draco felt the other boy's fangs scrape against the skin on his neck. He returned the favour and had almost bitten trough Potter's skin when he was abroptly torn away from his mate.

Potter protested loudly and reached blindly after Draco with closed eyes. Draco reached out a hand and got a hold of Potter's left hand to reassure the dark haired teen.

He looked up at the man that had riped him away from his mate. Severus Snape. (Why can't he get a life!) Draco thought annoyed.

"Just. What. Do. You. Think. You. Are. Doing!" Snape almost roared.

The few students that had left the Great Hall almost jumped out of their skins.

"You could get killed, you stupid brat!"

Draco just gaped at him for a seconed. He didn't yell at Potter, which ment that he already knew about the vampire thing with him. But Draco was posetive that he knew about him being a vampire as well. What was up with Snape?

"I was about to claim my mate!" he growled at the Potions Master.

The big bat let go of his grip on Draco's arm and let him draw Potter close again. They didn't seem to do anything else but smell each other like they still couldn't belive they had found each other. Or maybe to make sure that the other boy really was their mate.

Draco darted out his tounge and ran the tip over the skin to find the perfect vein to bite down on. He found it were Potter's neck met the sholder. He kissed, licked and sucked and made Harry moan, before he let his fangs pirce the skin on his mate's neck. Harry moaned again, louder this time.

He heared a shirek from, what seemed to him, very far away but didn't care. All that matterd was the sweet teaste of Harry's blood in his mouth. He did care when he once again was torn away from his mate.

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Harry watched in horror as Hermione riped Draco away from him. The wound on his neck was bleeding but he didn't care.

He rushed forward and pushed Hermione away fom Draco. He then gatherd the blond in his arms and inspected his face where Hermione had hit him over the cheek. The only reason Ron hadn't jumped on the blond as well, was that Snape was holding him back. Obviously he didn't think Hermione would do something like that when a teacher was nearby. And obviously, he was wrong.

"Harry, he was hurting you!" Hermione protested and tried to get Harry away from the blond vampire.

Harry growled in warning when she got to close to them and she backed away in suprise. Harry was cooing silently in Draco's ear to sooth his riseing anger and Draco lowered his head to the wound again. But he didn't suck, he licked it 'till it closed and then kissed the hicky he had coused.

Suddenly realizeasion downed on them both and they jumed apart.

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"Arrrhhh!" they almost yelled at the same time.

"Take it easy!" Snape suddenly roared.

Harry and Draco stared at him for a moment. Then they stared at each other an shook their heads.

"No. No, no, no and no! This is so not happening!" Draco said and shook his head violently.

"Well, if I tell you that I'm about to take Harry to the Dark Lord so he can kill him in peace, how would you react?" Snape asked innocently.

Before Snape had even finished talking, anger was riseing in Draco and made him see red. He didn't see the smirk in Snapes lips or the small smile that was on Harry's.

"You woudn't dare!" Draco growled.

"You see? He's your mate. Deal with it!" Snape snaped and let go of Ron who immeiately jumped Draco.

"Ron, let him go!" Harry said as Ron was about to punsh the blond.

Ron stopped in the middle of a move and looked up at Harry long enough to show him how confused he was. Then Draco, who was on the ground with Ron ontop of him, flipped them over and straddled his hips. Harry just shook his head and Hermione looked like she was about to slise the blond boys throat for doing that.

"You do that again, and you're dead." Draco said before getting up and walking down to the dungens to get his broom.

"So that's your mate?" Hermione asked as she eyed his neck and the hicky.

Harry blushed and nodded.

TBC...