Notes:

This is a bonus scene told from Draco's point of view. It takes place after Harry and Draco leave to go see Slughorn.

"Follow me," Draco murmured, tugging his boyfriend's hand.

"What… where are we going?" Harry blinked, reluctantly following him into a hidden alcove.

"I need to tell you something."

"Can you do it later? We have to see if Slughorn has any spare-"

"This is more important." Draco waved off the skeptical look on Harry's face. "I figured out why Ron and Hermione's sanamora isn't as powerful as ours."

"This really can't wait?" Harry asked.

"No, because it pertains to the missing potion."

"Draco, do you know what happened to it?" Harry narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"I'm getting to that. Please, listen to me."

"Fine."

"Ron and Hermione's sanamora isn't working right because they're not complete. There's a third person," Draco explained.

"Wait, what? Is that even possible?"

"I've never heard of it before," he reluctantly admitted, "but it makes sense. I know who their third person is."

"Who?" Harry demanded eagerly.

"Pansy. I have evidence to back it up." Draco hesitated for a moment, waiting for Harry to say something, but the other man seemed at a loss. "Ron mentioned the sanamora working when Hermione was bitten. I know for a fact Pansy was there when that happened. She told me about how devastated she was to see Hermione condemned to be a werewolf. She was also upset because until then, she had believed there was a way to convince them to date her. Once she saw the sanamora in action, she thought it was impossible to get in the way of soulmates."

"But… one incident isn't enough to base a theory like that, is it?" Harry scratched his head.

"No, but it happened again. Today in potions. I was watching them. I saw Ron cut his finger intentionally under the table. I saw the light when it healed. I think he was testing their sanamora because he thinks Pansy is part of their connection… and she is."

"Alright, I believe you. What does any of this have to do with Hermione's potion?" Harry narrowed his eyes suddenly. "Draco, did you-"

"Possibly. Listen, all three of them are fucking idiots when it comes to relationships and feelings. That myth we read about a werewolf turning back when they're called by their soulmate? That could be sanamora. You were right before. Muggles do have soulmates and sanamora. The magic isn't visible for them because muggles don't want to see it." Draco shrugged. "If Hermione turns into a wolf and Ron and Pansy call her, I'm damn near positive that she'll turn back."

"You were the one who said that myth was ridiculous," Harry said, growing agitated.

"That was before I remembered something I read a long time ago. One of my uncle's on my mother's side kept a diary. His name was Orion Black. He was disowned for being a werewolf and gay."

"That's narrow-minded of your family."

"It was the late eighteenth century." Draco rolled his eyes. "I asked my mother to send me the diary after I remembered it. It's in our dorm now."

"This is relevant, right?" Harry fidgeted restlessly.

"Yes!" Draco took Harry's face in his hands. "Orion says in his diary that he was cured of lycanthropy when his lover, after seeing him turn one night, ran to him, calling his name! He never changed again!"

"But if he had a cure why didn't he tell anyone?" Harry breathed, his eyes wide.

"To be fair, Orion was considered insane by everyone who knew him. Kind of like Luna's father actually. He was eccentric and talked at length about things that no one else believed in. He was also shunned for being gay. I mean, we wanted more purebloods and gay men don't usually father children. At least, back then they didn't." Draco smirked. "Magic has advanced beyond that limitation now."

"Wait… magic has done what now?" Harry asked, blinking up at Draco.

"Don't worry about that yet. The important thing is, everyone dismissed Orion's ramblings as insanity. I don't think anyone else was brave enough to go near a wild werewolf based on his words."

"But… why did you take Hermione's potion?" Harry folded his arms. "Why not just have Ron and Pansy try this when she's still sane?"

"I don't know if it will work with the potion. It's not really something we can experiment with much. Hermione's not even allowed visitors when she is a wolf. The best way to test this is by recreating the conditions under which Orion was cured to the best of our abilities."

"Are you sure about this?"

"Harry, Orion mentions his lover in his diary often. His name was Edmund."

"Edmund?" Harry asked, looking confused. "Wait… wasn't the guy from the myth named Edmund?"

"Yes."

"Okay… that would be a hell of a coincidence if it's not the same person. But… Hermione is terrified. Shouldn't we at least tell her your theory?"

"I don't think that's a good idea. She doesn't even believe in soulmates. She would probably resist the whole idea and refuse to let Ron and Pansy near her. And we can't risk that because, like I said, this is a cure for lycanthropy. Not just a temporary thing." Draco furrowed his brow. "It might seem cruel right now, but if I'm right, Hermione will be cured and never have to change into a wolf again."

Harry rubbed his temples and took a deep breath. "Just to be clear, how certain are you that this will work? It still seems so farfetched that sanamora can really cure her."

"Didn't Dumbledore constantly preach about how love is the greatest magic of all? Sanamora is just a rare magic based on love. Trust me. I wouldn't hurt her."

Draco waited for Harry to think it all over. He knew he was asking for a lot, but he also knew Harry wanted him to be right. They both wanted it. Hermione had dealt with the change as well as could be expected, but she still spent the days before and after a full moon miserable.

"Alright…" Harry said slowly. "Spending one night without control over the wolf compared to the possibility of a life without being a werewolf… I think that's a small price to pay. I still don't like keeping her in the dark though. And what about Ron and Pansy? They'll both be in danger."

"Yeah, but we both know that they will be willing to risk it for her. We just need to trust them to be intelligent when they go to her."

"That's true..." Harry admitted before something else occurred to him. "What did you even do with her potion?"

"I vanished it. I wouldn't have done it if I wasn't sure."

Harry sighed and slumped into Draco's arms. Draco kissed the top of his head, enjoying the feeling of Harry against him. It would be a lie to say he wasn't thrilled about Harry trusting him on a matter this huge.

Draco had fancied Harry nearly since they met. He had hidden it behind jeers and taunts, but it had always been there. It was heady to know that their animosity had turned into this. Harry leaning on him for support and trusting his advice.

"You know, you could have told me all of this sooner," Harry mumbled against his shoulder.

"I tried during dinner. Unfortunately, Blaise tried to deepthroat a cucumber. I told him to create a diversion… I didn't expect that much of a distraction. I was going to ask you to come with me to the common room so I could explain."

Harry snorted, laughter bursting from his lips. "I wondered what he was doing."

Stifling a yawn, Harry leaned back and pressed his lips to Draco's.

"Harry, you're exhausted. You need rest." Draco murmured against his mouth.

"Can't. We need to at least be supportive of Hermione." Harry stepped back. "She's really scared."

"Alright… we'll tell her Slughorn didn't have wolfsbane potion on hand. He probably doesn't. It'll be too late in fifteen minutes anyways." Draco sighed. "Thank the gods tomorrow is Saturday. We can have a lie in."

"Sounds good to me." Harry smiled in the way that Draco absolutely loved.

They walked slowly back to the common room, hand in hand, to give Hermione their support and comfort.

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