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A/N: The slash will begin in Ch. 4. You have been forewarned and thus forearmed.

An Announcement and A Revelation

Previously: 'I know that you lot are all going to be wondering that the hell is going on and whether the rumours are true. Draco and I have an announcement we would like to make.' THUD!

The mere sight of Harry, entering the Great Hall in such an overly dramatic fashion, holding hands and looking cosy with his supposed nemesis was too much for Ron to take. Hermione was too distracted by the sight in front of her to register what was happening to her friend. She looked up startled as she heard the resounding thud of her friend hitting the floor. Once he came to, glaring at Hermione, who stared down at him apologetically, before helping him up off of the floor, he asked 'Did I miss the announcement?'

'No Ron, you luckily didn't. I don't think Harry wanted to give the announcement twice. So, if you could hurry up with your getting up off of the floor, then we could hear what they wanted to say.'

'You want to hear what they have to say? Why? Do you really want to hear Harry make up excuses as to why he has been avoiding us to hang around with that... that Slytherin?'

'Harry is my friend. And, if I may remind you, he is yours as well. At least, he is supposed to be. So, if it isn't too much trouble, kindly shut up, so that I can listen, even if you don't want to.'

Ron grumbled but nevertheless acquiesced. Hermione was not the sort of person you wanted to tick off. That girl had an amazing memory for painful spells and hexes, that caused minimal lasting danger so that she could get away with them.

'What Draco and I were planning to announce before we were interrupted,' He paused, turning to glare at the Gryffindor table. 'was that we wish to talk to you lot about the rumour. It's true. Draco is a Veela, and I have happily accepted being his mate. If you think that there is something dodgy going on, I am willing to do anything you think appropriate and necessary to prove that there isn't. Draco and I are both happy, but we would ask that you respect our privacy.'

'Oh, and another thing' butted in Draco. 'We know who started the rumours and we wish to see them at 7pm. You know who you are and where you will be.'

As the two boys headed to sit down at the Slytherin table, the Great Hall exploded with noise. Everyone at every table seemed to be having identical conversations. It seemed that none of them could understand that two sworn enemies could have forgiven each other, forgotten their past and move on to be happy with each other. Dumbledore, sensing this, stood up, clinking a fork against the side of his goblet, in an attempt to get everyone's attention. When all of their eyes were trained on him, he spoke.

'I'm sure that all of you have a lot of questions that you want answers to. I imagine that one of the most pressing ones is that of Mr Malfoy and Mr Potter's former rivalry. However, those of you who know anything about Veela know that Veelan love is said to be the purest form of love there is, and that it is capable of negating any previous feelings between the Veela and his mate. So, you can all rest assured that Harry and Draco will be safe in each others company. A Veela can never do anything that might harm their mate. I would however advise you to avoid trying to seduce Mr Potter, or doing anything that could be viewed as a seduction attempt. Under Veela law, a Veela has the right to do anything to someone that he views as a threat to his mate, as long as he doesn't kill them.'

Dumbledore promptly sat down and continued his discussion with Professors Mcgonagall and Snape as to how to keep the boys in close proximity to each other, without seriously altering student timetables. Luckily, Draco and Harry excelled in almost all of the same subjects, apart from Potions. Snape let out a loud groan when Dumbledore informed him that he would have to teach Potter.

'But surely not, Professor? I mean, the boy barely passed his OWL's! He has no chance of passing his NEWT in Potions. Surely they can be apart for one lesson?'

The argument continued, up at the head table. But, at the Slytherin table, things couldn't have been more peaceful, considering there was a Gryffindor in their midst. Draco had told his house mates straight away that he was a Veela, in an attempt to stop them from trying to get with him, with is relationship with Pansy so clearly on the rocks. Then came the revelation that Pansy was gay and that she and Draco were no longer together. Those who had tried to make a move on Draco since then had been taken aside and reminded of what the Ice Prince had asked of them. Draco did everything for those in his house and all he asked for in return was to be left alone until he figured out who his mate was. Still, even with Draco having told him the whole story, nothing could have prepared him for just how nice the Slytherin's were prepared to be, just to keep on their leaders good side.

'Why are you guy's being so nice to me? I mean, I know Draco told you to be but, still, I am a Gryffindor.'

'We're nice to you because you make Draco happy.' replied Zabini. 'When Draco is happy, he doesn't take things out on us. So, we are happy, as long as you are happy. We'll even put up with you in our common room if we have to!'

It seemed that the Slytherin's genuinely intended to be kind, with the kindness and easy conversation continuing all through the afternoon and through dinner. Harry was in conversation with Theo Nott, when he noted the time.

'Dray,' Harry interrupted softly. 'It's nearly 7. we need to get going. Thanks again for being so nice, You know, you lot may have just completely altered my perceptions of Slytherin's. Just because Voldemort was a Slytherin, it doesn't mean that you are all ruthless, power-hungry murderers.'

As Harry and Draco got up from the table, and began to head towards the Room of Requirement, a voice stopped them. They turned back in surprise to see Pansy looking as if she were about to make an announcement of her own.

'Seeing as tonight has been a night of revelations and announcements, I thought I would carry that on. I just wanted to say that I love Luna Lovegood and, I don't care whether you think she is crazy or not because, a lot of the things she says actually make sense.'

Again, an uproar exploded in the Hall. Pansy was gay?! She had been betrothed to Draco since they were eight and had spent most of her time and Hogwarts talking about all the magnificent parties she would be able to attend, as soon as she became Mrs. Malfoy.

Whilst the rest of the hall were still discussing the evenings revelations, no-one noticed as Pansy and Hermione exited the hall, heading down the same corridor as Harry and Draco has disappeared down moments earlier. When the four students had reached the Room of Requirement and had made sure that the door was safely locked behind them, Harry and Draco turned to face them.

'I want you to know, first off, that Harry and I forgive you for spreading the rumour. All you succeeding in doing was speeding up the inevitable. However, that does still leave us with one question; Why did you do it? Granger, I thought that you were intelligent. How could you spread a rumour about your own best friend? Same for you Pansy. How could you do it? And don't lie to us either!'

A/N: Please R&R. Constructive Criticism is always welcome. If you feel something should be explained better or you are confused, let me know and I will see what I can do.