Disclaimer: Same as Chapter one.

Draco's first open of the eyes showed he and his parents had made the journey in fine condition. None of them were dead which was a fine thing, and he was obviously in the office of the head master of Crescenzo. He turned to where his parents we looking and saw a tall, broad shouldered older man. His hair dark brown with hints of gray, shoulder length and tied back with leather. His clothing was simple. A navy blue shirt and under a suit normally wore in muggle London business section.

The man did not have an unfriendly face, but nor was he smiling.

That's when it hit Draco. The smell……..or the utter lack there of. The room was clean. Air tight with absolutely no smell of anything. Trighton was good, he had to hand it too him. It took serious magic to wipe clean any scent of anything in a chamber as large as this.

His parents were looking at him expectantly.

The man, Trighton, stood up finally and offered Draco his hand over the top of the desk.

"Welcome to Crescenzo Academy Lord Malfoy. You are welcome here." He said with a smile that seemed to Draco was getting warmer. Though Draco wondered at the masking of scent, knowing he had to play this right even though he was pissed. Maybe this man was exactly like Dumbledore and trying to control everything he saw.

"Am I sir? One must wonder" Draco returned forcefully, staring the man in the eye. He did shake his hand though, and inclined his head respectfully at the headmaster. Why did he think that this was some sort of test? The man stared back, seeming to look for something, when he seemed to find what he was looking for he nodded, and then actually broke into somewhat of a real smile.

"You mean the masking of scent I presume?" He said with a sweep of the hand, and walked around the desk to look out a large window behind the Malfoys.

Finally realizing what had happened Lucius looked murderous at the headmaster. Draco gave his father a nod, silently telling him to play it calm. For some reason, Draco thought it was imperative to stay calm. He was always controlled though, always calm. So instead he turned around again to face the headmaster.

"Yes I am. I wonder why you did it? Especially when you specifically allotted my family and I five minutes. And--"

"Mister Malfoy come over here and glance out this window" The head master said, barely glancing at Draco before returning to stare out the window again.

Draco did as was bid of him, hands clasped behind his back, and walked over to the floor to, what must have been ten foot, floor to ceiling window. What he saw caught his breath. On the horizon he could see the ocean, blue water as perfect and clear as possible. Huge birds soared the skies above, as well as wild hippogriffs. Rolling green hills made up the island, and within a couple miles range were fabulous white marble buildings. Looking directly down from the window Draco saw different courtyards where people in the famous blue sat, or lay out under large willow trees. Some of them were young, too young to be study and concentrating as hard as they probably were. Other older students sat about as well. He could see all the details from what must have been four or five stories up. It was Saturday and yet everyone seemed to have a purpose, studying and working. No one was riding a broom, although he did see a Quidditch pitch far in the background. Somehow he doubted they used theirs' as much as Hogwarts did. Quidditch here would probably be an unnecessary and frivolous activity. He hoped his mate wouldn't be so uptight.

The land was stunning everything was just beautiful though. He looked back at the headmaster, who was looking at him silently.

"Its beautiful" Draco said calmly. Not sure exactly what response Trighton was looking for.

"Yes and it is home for the students who attend here. A place of relative calm and security for those who pass their' years here. I handpick all the students here, of course with input from advisors, and while I was curious enough about your letter and situation, you are mistaken if you think I would not put my students security above my own curiosity. The teachers and myself become our wards' primary family. We risk them for nothing. We have a mutual respect for each other. They give me their best and I give them mine."

Fair enough was all Draco could think, and in some ways he was proud. Should his mate be here, Draco was happy to know this man had looked out for him before Draco had found him. Should his mate be here, he would have to thank the man. No, he was nothing like Dumbledore. It was a different feeling and aura all together.

"And so to protect your students, you decided to mask all scents until you knew more about me. Fair enough, even though I have never encountered it before. Other headmasters seemed excited that one of their students could be my mate, even going so far as to push attractive students at me. My last name tends to make some a little greedy I suppose. I can respect your position."

The man still stood at his window watching the students of his Academy go by. Though turned to Draco once more who had moved away from view.

"Good then we understand each other, though I should tell you that although older students probably know if your family from their studies on the society today, younger students won't care or know your name. A curse and a blessing I would guess, and considering the students we house here, trust me, not many will be unnecessarily impressed by your family's status. They are not an easily impressed group of people. Now, I can tell you are a dominant veela and personality type. Tell me, I find myself curious, what would you expect of your mate should you find them here?"

Draco knew he had to be careful how he answered, but in relative confusion over what was the correct answer, he went for honesty.

"I would expect that they allow me to get to know them first of all, sir. That they allow me a chance. If what you are asking if do I plan to demand they leave this Academy and follow me on my way, my answer is no. Maybe it would be different is this school were a different one, but if my mate wants to finish his education here then I will support it, I would be considered thick not to support him in that. And I do mean to support sir. I expect that they allow me to take care of them financially as is custom with my family, pureblood society, and generally more dominant veelas. That he allow me to protect him, and make sure he is treated to honor, and dignity. Tha—"

"Thank you Lord Malfoy but that seems to be a lot about what you will provide. Now tell me what do you expect in return? What do you want from your mate?"

Draco thought for a moment, and Trighton thought the young veela was a little confused by the question. That or he thought it was too simple of a question.

"Companionship, passion, respect, family……love, sir."

Inwardly Trighton smiled. The young man had answered honestly, and well. Trighton leaned against the wall and considered the young man again, reached into his mind again, and saw what was there. A desire to find his mate most certainly was there. But young Draco wanted all that came with a mate. That was a positive thing. Arrogance would always be part of his personality for certain, perhaps his mate balance that. The young man was smart, wiley, and powerful. His station made even more evident by his parents dress then his. Gems sparkled in his mother ears, neck, and hands. Clothing that must cost what some students paid in tuition here. They still believed some aspects of the dark sides ideals, especially the father, but in him Trighton saw the acceptance and the determination that his family would support the light side, if only to keep them safe.

That Draco mentioned several times his mate was a man did not surprise Trighton. If he had not looked into the young man's mind as soon as he entered the room and shook hands with him, he might have been more questioning. As it was, it was still a shock to see that the mate of the young man was in fact here, and closer then Trighton thought was possible. It would take time to sort out his own feelings on the matter, but that was not what this meeting was for so he pushed them aside in his head.

The mate knew he had a tiny portion of veela blood in him, but it was so small it was almost non existent. Even if there was none though, a mate was still a mate to a veela. Biologically they were two halves to a whole…he had gotten that out of a book and decided to put it away into his quotes list. Seemed it could be very versatile.

He changed the angle of his head and considered Draco more closely. He didn't flinch under direct gaze, that too was admirable. He saw that list in his mind that Draco was clutching in his pocket, and chuckled inwardly. Yes, his mate certainly matched all of those itemized things. It was good to see how much the young man wanted this binding though. Trighton knew from experience that some veela hated the thought of being tied to a person all their' lives, while this young man seemed to be embracing the idea.

The link they shared was a little more of a surprise as he was certain the mate did not realize it was there. Or maybe he did subconsciously, but with the young mans mind shields so high it was probable he was only focused on negative intrusions to his brain and not decidedly positive ones. Now the question was where to go from here? He had lied about the five minutes. Well it could have been five minutes if he wanted, so he had not really lied, he would still make the young man leave though without a first contact. The mate, especially this young man, deserved to find out about this from him. Not to be surprised by it.

Draco was a little surprised as the man stood straight up and walked behind his desk again. His decision on the outcome of the meeting seemed to have been made, or whatever other things he was considering. It must have been plentiful since Draco estimated the man had been staring for a few minutes at him.

And finally he spoke.

"I do believe you have come to the correct place Lord Malfoy." He said is so quietly and with so much certainty that at first Draco thought he had heard him wrong, and second that he must be joking.

Looking at his parents he saw there were silent tears streaming down their faces. Draco certainly had never seen that. He was however just a little skeptical, and Trighton saw that immediately.

"Maybe this will help assure you." And he muttered under his breath.

Draco confused, took a breath and almost collapsed. Coming so close to blacking out that his father ran to steady him.

God this was it, was all her could think. It was that smell, the one he thought he'd never smell. It was sweet and spicy all at the same time, it was a little musky but light and airy with a hint of a coffee or espresso in it. Good lord it was addictive, he thought as he kept breathing it in. The veela in him wanted growl out and search the whole island for his mate. He had found him! He was actually here!

Draco finally wielded to the scent and sat down in a chair that had magically appeared behind him, giving him a moment to catch his breath. Lord it was strong, his mate must have been in here somewhat recently. He, him, his mate. He was finally real! Carrying on a life somewhere with an actual name. Thank Merlin! Draco had almost stopped believing it would happen, that this time would come. And he didn't think it would be here and today. Merlin what a relief. He felt tears coming to his eyes, but pushed them away.

Instead he focused and looked up into the headmaster's eyes with purpose.

"Where?" it was the only question he cared about in the moment, and Trighton seemed to know exactly what he was asking for. Walking around the desk with his wand and a flat piece of parchment.

"I will get to that in a moment young man, but first you must understand this. The five minutes portion that you agreed to I have obviously forgone, however the rest of the agreement stands. After I show you him, you will leave without a first meeting. I will give you a name, however to be perfectly honest you will not find any information about him in any research. Nothing useful anyway. He knows nothing about this, and will be properly warned a head of time. Tomorrow morning I am inviting you back here at the same time for a possible introduction. Of course that will depend on his feelings on the matter. Do you understand and agree to these terms?"

The veela in Draco growled and rebelled. His mate to claim and take! He would never leave him willingly. Draco didn't realize that his growl had escaped his mouth till he felt his father rubbing his shoulder in a soothing motion, trying to get his son to calm down. Merlin, this would be the most difficult and longest day of his life. Night as well, how was he supposed to get through the night? Finally he calmed down after a few, rather long, minutes. Minutes and long deep breathes.

He hated the idea of leaving, especially with that smell all around him. It was against every single instinct he had, to find his mate and protect him. The rational part of him knew that this was going to be the right move. Trighton had obviously thought this over and instinct told Draco that the Headmaster knew his mate well. In time though he would know his mate better Draco vowed.

"I agree to the terms," Draco finally said firmly and glanced up at his mother and father who showed displeasure over the whole thing, but came to the same conclusion that he had.

"Good" the Headmaster stated in satisfaction, and then took hold of the parchment holding it up to the side of him, like a poster in front of Draco.

"Do you know what this is Draco?" Draco shook his head in the negative. It was a parchment obviously, but he that guessed was the wrong answer.

"Quite often as a headmaster I have a need to see inside the classrooms, hallways and ground of the academy. Doing checks on professors and classes, and the overall grounds. Today it shall be used for a different purpose." With a smile he looked at the parchment and whispered, "Zeus' Hall…..Kyler"

With those words an image clear as day appeared on the parchment, showing an auditorium full of students. It gave the outlook of staring out at the students from where a professor might be standing. There were hundreds of students Draco saw, most all taking notes and listening avidly. Draco even saw a professor standing behind a podium giving a lecture. And then it zoomed in towards the top, and as it continued to focus on a hundred students, then fifty, finally Draco's breath caught when he saw exactly what he had been looking at in his dreams….this was a full and non-fuzzy scene though.

His dreams had been real. His mate's eyes were that same green, focused and intense at the moment. Merlin he was gorgeous Draco thought. A lighter olive complexion, with raven locks that seemed to go everywhere, like someone had just had their hand through them, or he had just gotten out of bed. God, Draco thought with a smirk, it was incredibly sexy and alluring. The face was even more so, as was the body, well what he could see of it. His mate's shoulders were broad, muscled, and had Draco smiling again. He was dressed in blue, even though Draco immediately knew he would look better in green. The emerald green of his eyes…..or that of the silk sheets on Draco's King size bed at the manor. He would buy him lots of green silk to wear, he decided pointedly.

Draco took in what was around his mate, Merlin, his mate, how bloody fantastic and surreal was this? The Russian he thought, as he saw a young man whisper something to his mate that made him chuckle. He wasn't jealous though, and knew enough from his visions that his mate considered these people his family. Bonds that would never be severed, and Draco would thank these people however he could for taking care of his mate until he found him. He had found him though. From now on his mate would have no worries.

He heard the headmaster whisper another spell and the image was gone. Draco didn't mind much though. He had been living on fuzzy images as hope for the last year. He could survive on the pictures and man now in his head, for a long time if need be. Tomorrow. Tomorrow was close enough.

He just had one more question for the man looking expectantly at him.

"His name?"

"Harrison Kyler" came the response, and Draco nodded, satisfied for the moment.