Chapter Six: Shocking Discoveries and Spelled Naps

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I do not own Harry Potter or anything in relation to the books. Hell I'm not even going to say the plot is mine! Just remember I'm a poor college student who lives of her parents and makes minimum wage at a low class job. I've got nothing you would want so don't sue!

Authors Notes:

Hello all my lovely people! As promised the sixth chapter is here for your viewing pleasure. This was rather difficult for me to get out because I am sick and cannot think straight. So if something sounds off I blame this nasty affliction I've been fighting for the last three days. I hope you like this and as a teaser for the next chapter I encourage you all to go and view this picture I drew to illustrate future events! It involves water, skin, and out favorite boys! That is all I am saying. I actually drew it at the Doctors office and in the car coming from the doctor's office. Er… welp I'm going to sign off now. R&R

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When the Zabini boy had burst into his office, his first reaction had been one of shock. He knew the train had arrived fifteen minutes prior and as planned he'd been waiting for Draco to make an appearance. What he was not expecting was an anxious Zabini to enter his office like some panicked first year. Snape went to speak, but as soon as he'd opened his mouth what little patience the boy possessed was lost. He began babbling a thousand words per minute not only making Snape's head reel but, also not properly conveying his problem. A quick glare snapped the young Slytherin into attention and back into his rightful age group.

"Now Mister Zabini… what exactly has you barging into my office unannounced when you know very well that you should be attending the welcoming feast?" a raised eye brow and imposing posture accented his verbal inquiry.

"Sorry Professor Snape, but Draco…" Snape's shoulders visibly tensed

"What…Mister Zabini … has happened to Draco?" The cold voice didn't

reflect the inner turmoil. What had his godson been up to? Surly he'd not exposed himself, but what if…? Snape glowered at Zabini waiting for the answers to his inner monologue.

"It's …He…"Snape hardened his glare," Draco's found a sub, sir…a…Another Nyalger.

Snape blanched aware of the nasty circumstances that could result with an over protective…unbonded dominate and an equally unbonded submissive if someone found them. It could turn bloody and murder is a rather nasty thing to try and cover up. Snape sighed and began running out the room following his young charge.

They had to walk the trail to Hogsmade Station because Hagrid had long since released the Theastrals and spelled the carriages into storage. Once Snape had recognized their route and its eventual destination, he strode ahead to the point that Blaise had to jog to keep up.

The train came into sight several minutes later, standing just on the outskirts of the small village. There was no suspicious noises, no ministry officials, and once on the train Snape made the observation that it did not smell of blood.

Blaise led him to what Snape believed to be Draco's compartment and opened the door. Draco was already glaring in the door's direction when the professor stepped through, and if the low rumble was anything to go by, the young Malfoy was also growling at the trespassers. Snape looked around and spotted pair of leathery grey wings, followed by a shock of black hair peeking from Draco's neck.

"Don't tell me you've grown attached to the small submissive so soon Draco? After all according to Mister Zabini a relationship with him isn't one you wish to pursue." Snape raised his eyebrows.

Well… professor, it would be very easy to hate him if my ancestors hadn't cursed me!" Draco snarled.

"Enough with the theatrics, Draco. I am here to assist you and the submissive to your quarters for the year, since you are unable to control him or yourself for that matter." Draco sneered at the Potions Master showing not a little bit of fang in the process. Snape brandish his wand, "Now if you'll remove him from yourself I'll…"

"Don't you even think about touching him with that!" Draco shoved the sub down onto the ripped compartment seat and stood in front of him.

"Draco calm down… Neither I nor Blaise is going to hurt the submissive." Draco's eyes had a maniacal glint in them and they moved back and forth between the wand, Snape, and Blaise. "Now look, I'm putting the wand away." Snape eased the wand back into its holster making sure the dominate Nyalger watched his every unthreatening move, and keeping his voice soft and cautious. A wrong move could jump start the dominates need to defend what he believed to be his, and if anything was more apparent to the potions master it was that Draco had claimed the other Nyalger.

A clawed hand grabbed at Draco's sleeve and a moment later two familiar, squinting green eyes peered out from behind the dominant's built frame.

It took Snape a moment to register exactly who he was seeing, but once it had sunk in…, "Potter!" Snape looked over to Zabini, "Potter is the submissive Nyalger you were speaking of?" Snape's voice rose with every word and he pointed an accusatory finger at the shaking submissive.

Blaise was not however, looking at his professor choosing instead to gaze at his irritated best mate. He watched as Draco's demeanor progressed from agitated into one of full out rage. The dominant once again shoved Harry backward and began advancing on the two wizards.

Draco was three strides from his prey when Blaise let out a frightened squeal and bolted out of the room effectively announcing the danger to the professor. Snape turned just as Draco pounced with cat-like agility fangs barred and claws ready to shred. Death Eater training under the Dark Lord was the only thing that saved him, a quick stunning spell and Draco lay at his feet. He'd been only two centimeters from ripping out his throat.

Another spell had his godson floating at waist level, but now he had another problem in the form of one Harry Potter. How predictable… Currently the boy was trying to hide in a corner. Gently coercing him out had no effect, and neither did wrenching him out by force since he'd just use those wings of his to shield himself. Snape was not patient with people and so instead of waiting for the Potter child to come back to his wits, Snape simply spelled him to sleep. Another ten minutes later saw the professor levitating the two teenagers back to Hogwarts under a cloaking charm.

The trip back was uneventful, as was the trip into the dungeons since not a soul was out of bed this late at night the first night back. Draco's new rooms were in the same corridor as his own and two corridors from the Slytherin's common room. A wall engraving not unlike many of the other's in the dungeons marked the entrance. It was chipped and damp and reflected an image of the Hogwarts Crest, complete with moving house mascots.

"Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus." The professor rolled his eyes. Draco would most definitely need to change the password, giving the fact it was written on the crest.

Snape paid no attention to the room having been there several times just in the last week, and so headed straight to the bedroom where he plopped the boys on the bed and disillusioned them. On a second thought he transfigured a cot and bedding and levitated James's brat on to it. He left then towards his own chambers and some well needed rest, content in the knowledge that he'd kept Draco away from (he shuddered) Potter's influence.