AN: I own nothing. This is kind of a filler chapter. I don't love it, but I don't hate it. It is rather important to the story, however. Please, read and enjoy. If you like it enough, tell me what you think! Also, please note, this will be MPREG. If that's not your thing, you may want to give it up now.
Harry, believing and yet not believing what he was hearing, quietly got up from the couch and left the room. He headed towards his bedroom to try and sort out everything that he was thinking.
Draco watched Harry go with regret; he wanted to follow him but knew that he owed his Godfather an explanation as to what he'd been doing since graduation. Draco's mind had one thought running through it and it consisted of "I'm Harry's mate" going round and round on a loop. It was the only explanation that he could come up with to explain Harry's date the night before and their morning. Unfortunately, it also meant that Harry would probably fight their connection.
Harry hated to be told what to do.
Draco spaced out as the 'adults' finished speaking about details. He turned back in to the conversation only to see Dumbledore vanish in a flash of green flames. He sighed and turned to his godfather, wanting to get their conversation over with quickly so that he could go talk to Harry.
"I'm his mate you know." Draco's eyes widened as he realized what he'd just said and that not just Severus, but Sirius and Remus heard him as well. Remus smiled knowingly, and Sirius sighed as if it were inevitable. Severus had never disappointed with his reactions, with that proclamation was not where he was going to start.
"Of all the idiotic people to get yourself attached to Draco, it had to be Potter the wonder-boy didn't it? I thought, maybe, that you might have a little sense once you graduated but you are just another block-headed idiot like the rest of them." He surged to his feet in a swirl of black cloak and Draco bit down on a nervous giggle.
"First of all, Harry is so much more like his mother than his father. He may look like James Potter but he is certainly Lily…McDevitt's son. And, of all the people in this room, which one of us was in love with her, Hmm?" Sirius hopped to his feet, defending Draco (much to Draco's shock) and Harry. Draco watched with wide eyes as Severus and Sirius traded barbs back and forth.
"It's a bit like a tennis match isn't it?" Remus smiled as he whispered to Draco and took the empty seat next to him. Draco frowned lightly, he didn't know what tennis was, but he was certain that Remus knew what he was talking about.
"Can I tell you a secret Draco? Since we are going to be family after all?" Draco nodded and leaned in closer, so that Remus could whisper right into his ear.
"Unresolved Sexual Tension is the reason for this, you know. Sirius has always had a thing for tall, dark and handsome…and Severus always liked pretty boys. Even after 12 years in Azkaban and a war, isn't Sirius still so pretty?" Draco nodded in agreement, realizing why the fighting between the two men had seemed so oddly familiar.
"Harry and I had the same…" He trailed off, searching his brain for the right words, when Remus laughed in his face.
"Mating dance?" Draco smiled at the perfect words.
"Speaking of Harry, I need to go find him, if they stop their dance will you cover for me?" Remus smiled brightly and agreed as Draco slipped off the couch and around Sirius and Severus. Draco swiftly made his was out of the room and up the stairs.
He found Harry, as he'd predicted, lying on his bed, hands folded neatly on his stomach and staring at the ceiling. He stepped into the room and closed the door loud enough that Harry would hear him, but the boy on the bed didn't move. He shuffled over to the bed and toed off his shoes before sitting by Harry's crossed legs. He was unprepared to be tugged across Harry's body until he was laying flush on top of him, pressed together from toes to shoulders.
"You're my mate." Harry cocked his head and looked up at Draco so earnestly, but with no other emotion showing on his face. Draco bit his lip and cautiously nodded. Harry was hard to read sometimes, and Draco was terrified that the other boy would push him away.
"Good. I'm not sure…I mean, I hate that fate has forced this on us but at least it's you. You do want this right?" Fear was certainly the look on Harry's face now; despite not having seen it there before, Draco easily identified it.
"Yes! I've… well, this is a bit embarrassing, but I've wanted you for a long time Harry. I told you last night how I feel about you. As far as being mates for life…well, I can honestly say that no one but us would have these kinds of problems." Harry finally smiled up at Draco.
Harry wrapped his arms around his mate, palms flat on his back and slid them down until he was cupping Draco's ass. He gently rocked the other boy as he thrust his hips up into the warm body on top of him. Draco dropped his head to Harry's shoulder and softly groaned his encouragement to continue. Both boys grew hard quickly, Harry's rocking of Draco and his thrusting hips increasing in speed until both boys thought they would combust if they didn't come.
Draco turned his head, pressing kisses into Harry's jaw. When he opened his lips and flicked his tongue out to taste Harry's neck, it was enough for both of them. Harry grabbed Draco's ass and thrust hard, pulsing between their bodies, Draco followed one full-body shudder later. They lay together, panting hard, but otherwise not moving.
Draco pressed kiss after kiss into Harry's neck and jawline, waiting for Harry to turn his head for a proper kiss. He didn't have to wait long. It began as a chaste kiss, a simple brush of lips, and developed into a full-out snogging session. Draco was trying to learn the texture of Harry's mouth with his tongue while Harry stroked his tongue alongside.
Neither boy noticed the crowd of people in the doorway. Severus cleared his throat a number of times, before reaching for his wand and casting 'aguamenti' on the two rutting fools. Harry, having gotten a face full of water, coughed and sputtered while Draco yelped at the cold water that had cascaded down the back of his neck.
None of the older men felt inclined to help the boys feel more comfortable, as was easily noticed by Harry when Sirius began to remark upon their appearances.
"Why are there wet spots on your pants? He shot the water at your heads?"
"Your lips are kinda puffy Draco, are you feeling okay?"
"Why are you breathing like you just ran a marathon?"
Remus rolled his eyes and punched his mate in the stomach to shut him up. Sirius gave him the 'never-fail puppy dog eyes' forgetting that they hadn't worked on Remus since they were Harry's age. Severus laughed unkindly behind his hand.
"Okay, since neither one of you was actually listening towards the end there, we need to fill you in on what is going to happen until you receive your inheritance Harry. Head into the bathroom there and clean up, we will wait here." Remus waved the two boys away and took a seat on the edge of the bed, away from any suspicious stains.
Severus remained standing and Sirius flopped himself across the end of the bed, patting the spot next to him with a nasty look in his eye.
"C'mon Sevvy… it'll be like a slumber party! We can share secrets and then wash your hair." Severus declined to answer, staring at the bathroom door until the two miscreants returned. Harry and Draco reemerged from the bathroom and found seats on the bed with Remus and Sirius. Severus remained standing; falling into the default position of 'teacher lecturing a bunch of fools' so that he could be slightly in his comfort zone. He cleared his throat so that he knew everyone was listening.
"As I said before there is very little known about your kind Potter. While we know that you will go through an initial 'heat' and that state will return once per year, we have no idea how strong your pheromones will be, or whom they will affect. The heat is when you are at your most fertile, though whether you will be the mother or the father of any potential offspring we have no way of knowing. You will have a life-mate and I have been reliably informed that he has already been identified." Harry saw Severus cut his eyes sharply at Draco, who shrank a bit under the scrutiny.
"Other than that, everything is a question mark. While I have been thrown into this mix as a potions master, I am also willing to make myself available as impartial observer and anything else that you may need. Though you know my feelings for you, Potter, you have my Godson in your grasp. I will be keeping a close eye on you regardless of your feelings on the matter. Though, I am reluctant to admit, that I would prefer, for the sake of all our sanities that I am not here against your will." Severus' cheeks pinked slightly, as though he were admitting a shameful secret. In a way, he was.
Harry stood and approached the embarrassed man wearily. He wanted to make peace with him; he certainly knew that none of the people in the room, the people that he held most dear in his life, would be alive if it weren't for his dour former professor. He stood an arms-length away and held out his hand.
"I can be nice if you can, sir. And Remus and I can take care of Padfoot." He grinned at Severus, who snarled but took Harry's hand and shook it none the less. Harry smiled even larger as Severus cleared his throat uncomfortably.
"Yes, good. I must be going. First Harry, I need a vial of your blood and I need to know if you have any allergies? I have to make the pheromone suppressing potions specifically to your genetics." Remus slowly got up from the bed and approached the pair.
"I thought all blood potions were illegal Severus?" He questioned. Severus nodded.
"They are, but as are all pheromone suppressing potions. I have been assured by Dumbledore that we have permission for these because of the recipient. Apparently it would not do if his pheromones set off a chain reaction that led to an orgy in the center of London." While the words were said with all available stoicism, Draco burst out laughing and fell off the bed in hysterics. Sirius wasn't all that far behind, though he managed to keep his seat.
"Hilarious. You dunderheads may have your house back to yourselves. I am leaving. Harry, come with me and I shall take some blood before I depart." The two left the room to the sounds of Remus berating Sirius and Draco for not taking anything seriously. Sadly, it made them laugh only harder.
"Mighty house of Black my arse!" Remus shouted and stormed off in exasperation.
Severus obtained his vial and slipped it into the inside pocket of his robes before addressing Harry again.
"Everything is together right now, but things will become difficult and even strained between you and Draco before this is over. It could come tomorrow; it could not be until a year from now. I want you to truly understand that Draco will be feeling things with just as much intensity as you. You might not mean to hurt him with the things that you do, but the hurt could happen anyway. You two are both too young and too stupid, but I have always cared for him and always watched over him. I suggest that you sort out your feelings for each other before you do something irreparable. It is not possible for mates to be apart, but I have seen what happens when mates hate each other. Think on it, Potter and good night. I will be back in the morning with the first of your potions." Before Harry could answer, he was gone.