A/N Sorry for the late update, it has been awhile hasn't it? But I'm back for good; I have Microsoft word 2010 HA. I've decided to keep this a harry pov for now since all the different perspectives weren't really doing it for me. I'll keep it that way for a couple of chapters then change back.

Title: Primal

Summary: The purebloods have always valued their secrets, especially Malfoy's. The story will be written as a narrative of harry, Draco, and etc. then third person.

"Talking" 'Thinking' "dreaming"

Disclaimer: the world of Harry Potter and characters belong to J.K Rowling, I'm just your runoff the mill crazy fan girl

Warning: This contains Yaoi, Mpreg, Possessive Draco/ Submissive harry and some very graphic language. So no liky, no ready; no one's forcing you…except Draco because he wants the attention.

Chapter 8

Sweet Dreams

"Yuki, why do the fates hate me?"

"Because your fun to mess with and absolutely adorable when your all flush"

"Ok, just thought I'd ask."

Harry had woke, what he assumed, hours later to find himself back in bed and shadows falling over his face from the dark sky. His body felt cold, even with the several blankets over him, and Yuki sat quietly in her painting observing him in her own strange way. There was only so much wizard/vela could take before he finally became numb. First he experiences the worst pain he had ever imagined, then he ends up having a very awkward conversation with Malfoys, he gets cuddled by his rival, and at last he witnesses his professor and Malfoys attacking each other. If Voldemort didn't kill him then all this would surly send him to the grave.

"You're thinking to loud." Commented the painting with a sour expression

"Oh I'm sorry is my thinking interrupting your… whatever you're doing? I'll try to have a mental breakdown a little quieter." Scoffed harry turning to glare at the girl.

"Don't you think your being just a little over-dramatic harry-chan." replied Yuki "Just a tad bit immature about this hmm?" Harry sat up and gape at the girl when she spoke so casually about his life.

"I….I'm being immature…I…are you FUCKING SERIOUS! THIS HAS LITERALLY BEEN THE WEIRDEST HOWEVER LONG EVER. I've been told I have to mate with a pain in my ass and I'm being immature. Where were your antennas at when all of this went down?" Screamed wizard with an intense glare directed towards her. The Japanese girl continued to watch silently, folding her hands in her lap.

"You're so smart tell me huh? Show me the way I should be taking this all in…the, how did you say it, oh yeah, "the mature way" He ended gesturing his hands into quotes. The dark-haired young man breathed heavily after his rant trying to catch his breath. After a moment where there was nothing but silence until the girl spoke with mono tone of voice, making it just loud enough for the wizard to hear.

"Was your life truly any better before harry? What with the starvation, enslavement, and constant beating your relatives continuously subjected you to. The fact that a world, so completely incompetent, weighed a task so heavy on your shoulders it almost broke you. And of course the total isolation of love from your non-existent family and ignorant friends, this is what's going to break your spirit. The Malfoys have not harmed you once, they give you food and comforts, and you're too small-minded to realize if you give you self-title rival a chance he might protect and make you happy something you've wanted all your life. If this is the boy I've been tasked to guard then truly the fates haven't the fantast idea of what they have done." When Yuki was done speaking the raven could do nothing but sit there in stun silence. How had she known so much about his life, things even he often was hesitate to admit? He wanted to ask but he sensed that now wasn't the time.

Had he been immature with the way he's been acting, he thought he'd been handling the situation pretty well until the whole ma-Draco thing happen. He suppose he should start calling the man Draco since the Malfoy he remembered wasn't anything like the handsome vela.

He signed quietly and turned emerald eyes towards the girl who was sitting there in the most childish fashion, it almost made harry laugh. She had her arms folded and a cute pout on her face making her cheek puff up.

"I'm sorry Yuki I didn't have any right directing all my angry towards you, it isn't your fault. And your right my life wasn't perfect before but it was still mine and this whole thing is just taking some time to get use to…so sorry again." He looked down in shame and bit his lip when he was done. The Japanese girl appeared to look at him and unfolded her arms with a smug smile.

"I forgive you harry-Chan since you're so darn cute" she giggled seeing him look at her with a fake glare until he started laughing with her. He became quiet after a moment and looked around with an annoyed expression.

"Ugh I can't believe I ended up in this bed again. I've never had to lay down so much in my life." He sighed getting up to jump from the tall bed grumbling about his height.

"Well I could let you out if you promise to be good." Yuki said with a small smile.

Harry looked at her in surprise and hope "really, you'll really let me out of this damn room."

"Language young man, and yes but you have to promise you'll be on your best behavior okay?" She finished seeing his head bob up and down fast. She walked out of the frame and he left quickly to the next room to see her siting in her favorite pose.

"It's open young one, have fun" the way she said it made harry a bit nervous but he was so ready to leave that room he'd take whatever freedom he could get. Yuki sensed him walk out the room giggling quietly

"Oh harry-Chan you shouldn't be to quite to wander around at night. This is going to be fun to watch." She said, getting up to leave following the wizard without him knowing.

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The halls were eerily quiet as he walked down them with bare feet. He forgot his shoes in his rush to leave and when he tried to open the frame, he found it was locked. The raven whispered for Yuki to open the door but he didn't get an answer so he left bemoaning the cold marble floor. The walls were bare of any photo and surprisingly light came from somewhere. What was really strange was the fact harry hadn't seen any other door in the hallways except for the room he came out of, just a long, area with no windows the little light. Harry tried to squint around but found it useless so he reached for his wand.

"Oh Merlin I forgot my wand again," he whispered in anguish. He entertained the thought of going back but knew it would be a waste since the girl locked him out. So harry continued down the way until he reached the end of the hallway. Once he on the threshold he could hardly remember where he came from, like something was making him forget about the room. This frustrated the wizard because not only was he standing in the Malfoys dark manor, but also completely defenseless and without any shoes. The Gryffindor would have turned back if not a moment later he heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Oh crap" he looked around in panic then opened the first door he could find and closed it behind. He tried to calm his breathing as he pressed his ear against the wood listening intently for the footsteps to pass. A minute later it became quiet again and the raven let out a sigh in relief.

"That was close" he said turning around. The room he jumped into turned out to be a large empty room made up entirely of mirrors. The walls, floor and ceiling were nothing but numerous reflections of him. Several matching green eyes stared back at him with a confused look. His appearance was so effeminate, he hated being reminded of how he had changed. He walked to the center of the room then span around looking at himself everywhere. His hair flew around his head and for a moment he became relaxed as he kept spinning. He looked down to see the floor moving fast around and around with him and was surprised he hadn't fallen yet.

"What is up with this room?" he asked himself looking up to see the mirrors image changing. He saw another him smiling at him, looking very content with his arms folded behind him.

"This is the room of self-reflection, for years this room has been used to ask ones question and find the answers they seek within themselves. It's sort of like meditation but without the hours of siting." His other self-gestured around with a smirk and harry blinked confused.

"What, I don't understand, I mean I have question about so many things right now but I don't have the answers…I mean you know you…" he shook his head in frustration.

"Actually you do, try and ask something." Came the voice of his other self. He looked up again and saw the reflection and sighs.

"Alright umm well ok let's see, why do the fates hate me."

"Now that's a silly thing to ask. Everyone has struggles in their life, yours just happen to be a bit more difficult. What makes you different though is that you can handle it, this life would have broken most people, but not you, you're stronger than that." Replied the reflection with a tsk. He blinks rapidly in shock because he never realized that about himself. Yeah his life was rather hectic but to a point he could take the good and the bad. And when he couldn't he got the help he needed.

"Alright I guess that makes sense. What about this, why do my relatives hate me?" his reflection looked at him as if he were stupid.

"Because your uncle is a magic hating bigot, your aunt is a jealous cunt, and your cousin is an obese bully. Really that's what you ask, not about the Draco thing." His mirror self-scoffed at him and he bite his lip.

"I was getting to that, merlin. Okay does Draco umm really not hate me.?" He whisper scared to ask the question.

"I could tell you, but I would rather show you." Smirked his reflection disappearing from the mirror. The image changed to a picture of Draco and he, the veela was holding his other self around the waist like early, except this time he could see the face the man was making behind him. Love and adoration clouded the silver eyes and his shoulders were relaxed as they stood there together. He had never seen the man so different and all because they were standing together. What made harry really scared is how well they fit each other. Light and dark, they fit perfectly, ying and yang. He blinked away the tears that he didn't know were there.

"We look so happy"

"Yeah it's amazing isn't it?" He heard his other self say from the mirror with a smug smile. "This man loves you and before you ask not all of it has to do with the vela thing." The image disappeared and his reflection was back to standing alone looking at him.

"I want to accept this but it just feels so sudden."

"It really isn't all that sudden. There has always been chemistry between you two and the way you seek each other out. By all accounts what makes Draco any different from the rest of the pureblood Slytherins? Why him?"

"It's because he taunts me and my friends and always makes my life hell." He replied in heat

"So does everyone in his house." His reflection crossed his arms and glare back at him. "There has always been a connection between you two; you just didn't realize it was of different nature." His reflection wiggled his eyebrows.

"Eww don't do that with my face, I look like a pervert." Harry whined with a disgusted face.

His reflection sighed and waved his hand towards him.

"Look you've been here for an hour and soon the Malfoys will realize you're not in your room. So just accept I'm right so you can continue with your half ass escape attempt." His reflection gave him a bored look, waving him off.

"Man I'm an arse. Alright since technically you're me and you're wrong that means I won't accept that really I'm right. But maybe there's some part of me that wants to be right so this doesn't seem so wrong. Or pe-

"Just get out!" shouted his reflection and he was pushed out the room having the door slam shut in his surprised face.

"Well it seems today luck favor's the good." Spoke a voice behind him. The boy-who-lived jumped in fright turning around to see his least favorite professor staring at him with a grave face. He saw his professor eyes go down and raised an eyebrow.

"Where are your shoes?" he didn't know how to answer that so he shrugged helplessly and bit his lip in shame.

"I forgot them." The potion professor merely stared for a moment longer then started walking down the hallway.

"Come along, it's time for you to go back to your room. I can't have you wandering around bare foot like an idiot." Harry caught up with the man and stops in front of him surprising the wizard.

"I'm not going back in that room. You can keep me in this house but I refuse to sleep one more day, it's driving me even more insane than usual." He gave the man a stern look refusing to look away when said man stared at him with piercing eyes.

"You need to stay put in that room, it's safe."

"Safe from what? You? I remember what you and Mr. Malfoy did to Draco; you attacked him for no reason." He didn't realize that his eyes began to turn purple and his teeth lengthen.

"You hurt my Alpha, ripped me from my mate." The wizard slowly backed up reaching for his wand. He needed to stop harry before he started calling for Draco, because then nothing could stop him, not even the strongest of wards.

"Mr. Potter you need to calm down I didn't mean to harm your mate only protect the two of you." The young man snarled backing up farther from him. He had this strange urge to call for someone, but he didn't know who, or what he was saying.

"Harry" said a voice and he turned to see a light blond hair girl standing next to a confused young man.

"Luna…What…what are you doing here." He slowly became more aware of himself and his eyes changed back to green.

"Were here for you harry, we're your friends and you need help." Harry teared up when he heard Neville's words and ran towards them, managing to wrap his arms around both of them.

"Thank you, I've been feeling so alone and I thought no one cared." He was now the same height as Luna but had to look up a bit at Neville concern face.

"I don't really understand what's happening like Luna but we're not letting you go through this by yourself any more. Screw Dumbledore and the pussy gang." Harry looked at the young man in surprise and Luna looked at him with pride.

"Wow Neville didn't know you had it in you." The slightly portly boy blushed then stepped back from two looking down with a confused expression.

"Harry where are your shoes?" harry face palm and Luna giggled at them.

"They ran away, look can we just go and talk so we can all be on the same page."

The two students nodded and they started to walk away. Luna turned back to Severus with a smile.

"We'll handle this professor no need to worry." They left around the corner back towards the strange hallway hearing his words.

"Who ever said I was worried, damn Ravenclaw."

"So harry" said Luna with a strangely serious expression.

"Yes Luna"

"How soft are Draco's wings."

A/N" Alright I made this chapter a little more on the light side and I think I'll keep it harry pov for the next chapter then let y'all know what going on with the rest of the crew. Thanks for sticking with me even when I've been lacking on the updates. Ja naREWRITE