A/N: I'm sorry for the late update. This week I'm releasing My Broken Mate for those who wonder. Next week I might be released a Majestic's wish or a new one-shot of Thor. Btw, I'm helpless at finding beta reader, so… I ask for my reader if any of you interested in becoming one… well for me, obviously. I'm actually didn't have time to correct my grammar anymore… I'm busy as it is… Even in Sunday, I need to wake up at 3 a.m and do some work. And this rough schedule would be continued until 6 months later… So, I really need a help….

Btw, I've decided to released a one shot, there and here… I've been pull toward Thor fandom and Kyou kara Maou fandom, well if any of you got some interesting fandom you could tell me maybe I could do some interesting one-shot… LoL

Warning: errmm… the grammar?

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My Broken Mate

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Chapter 1: Heart do Wonder…

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FROM THE BOOK OF RARE GEM IN MAGICAL WORLD. EDITION- MAGICAL BEING.

Bab XXXII Chapter 1. General introduction of Rahr.

Rahr, was a rare magical being, just in the Wizarding World alone, its number was only counted about a hundred more or less.

Their characteristics were their bat-wing appearance, dark until milky colored skin and tattoos all around their body. Their claws were poisonous and their magic were destructive, usually tend toward Lighting or Fire element.

Their personalities were aggressive, rash and quick to anger but they were also noble, intelligent and cunning. They had their own conduct and always protected their weak. There was no submissive Rahr, even the female is dominant, making inter-species marriage is necessary since two combination of Dominant would resulted in disaster. They were usually mated with Veela, Vampire, Syren, Wizard or Witch and rarely human. This was because they need a Mate with big Magical properties.

Fortunately, Rahr had their destined mate, the one who could complete them mind, soul and body. Though they could chose not to mate with their mate, since unlike Veela they wouldn't mourn over the loss of its Mates. Though most of them chose to search for its Mates since the old stories told about the beauty of its mating...

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Harry woke up with a stabbing headache, almost numbing his skull with its pain, his body was sore all over.

Groggily, he picked his head up, and looked around his room, since his inheritance, he had never needed his glasses. His room was in disarray, every chair was overturned, his bed hanging was torn apart, and there was nothing left from his bed cover, except shredded cloths, everything were torn apart.

It was weird, the pull toward his Mate was supposedly not this great. Usually Harry only felt it as some longing or emptiness in his chest, but easy to ignore, except when his Mate was within his reach. So, why last night was different?

He tried to remember his routine before he went to bed yesterday.

Hmm, he had went to Diagon to meet the Weasley twin about their new products that needed to be tested, he had met one of his past fling in their shop, flirting a bit then after eating ice cream in Florean, he went home.

Watching tele with Sirius, laughing at a new sitcom comedy, and then eating dinner, praying that old Kreacher didn't poison them or Sirius...

Afterward, he went to bed, until that everything went normal... Until past midnight, where he felt the excoriating pull toward his Mate...

Did something happen to Malfoy?

However a knocking at the door interrupted his musing, he shook his head in denial. So, what if something happen? I don't care about that git...

"Harry..." Sirius's voice was heard behind the door. "Are you okay?" The voice tinted with concern and worried, it seemed the accident last night was slip from his Ward and made the Auror suspicious but even he couldn't enter the room with Harry's magic protected it.

So, Harry opened the door with a sheepish face, readying to face Sirius's outburst.

And true to be told, Sirius's eyes bulged ultimately huge from watching the catastrophic view behind his godson.

"What is the hell happen?!" He yelled unceremoniously, and pushed Harry aside to calculate the damage.

"Did Buckbeak visit you?" He asked incredulously at his Godson. Sirius's wonder expression almost making Harry forgot about his woes, and he couldn't help but laughed.

Such is life...

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Two hours later, after a stack of a sugary pancake and a couple of tea and maybe a glass of Firewhiskey later, Harry had been succeed in telling Sirius about his exploding Magic.

"Well," Sirius shrugged. "Your hypothesis maybe right, there was something happen to your Malfoy."

Harry only raised his eyebrow, a silent expression of 'Really? My Malfoy?'

"Oh, c'mon, Harry, he is your supposedly mate, he was your Malfoy, and it doesn't help when every time I tried to call him, Draco," a warning growl from Harry, "Look... There you are..." Sirius pointed at him winningly, "that growl, admit it, Harry James Potter that he is your Malfoy." Leering the old Marauder.

The raven sighed heavily, "It doesn't matter, Sirius..." He added again, "even if he was supposedly to be my Malfoy," He stressed at the word, mocking it, "it doesn't meant I want him to be mine..."

Sirius only looked at him with a pity and wonder, Sirius as one who had been raised in Wizarding World didn't understand the meaning of free will or free love in this matter, especially if it was concerning your true Mate. "Bloody Muggle, should roast them alive." He muttered angrily.

"And what do you want me to do?" He asked at last when faced with the hopeful stare of his Godson.

"Can you do me a favor?" Harry gulped uneasily, like there was some furball in his throat obstructing his breath. "Can you ask if there was something happen to him?" He asked again slowly.

"What... Harry..." And now came the whining,

"Well," Harry fidget uneasily, he added again, "you could you know... Errr... Snape?" Slowly he lifted his head to see Sirius's expression, only to see the gaped mouth that could house about a hundred or so moth.

The usually aggressive boy, giggled, giggled! "C'mon, Do you think you could hide it from me, you forget to put silencing charm once you know..."

"Harry... What... Err... I mean... I want to tell you... Err..."

"It's okay, Sirius, I understand, well, who know that Snape could be so flexible..."

"What, Harry!"

"...And he looked quite sexy after some bath, isn't he..."

A groan from Sirius

"...though I never pegged Snape as sub though, man how that man could yell..."

"God, Severus gonna kill me... Nope, he's gonna castrate me..."

Harry could only laugh at Sirius's antics. Well, he guessed it was the old man's fault to keep it from Harry's. For God's sake they live in one house, secret no matter how small tended to be uncovered quite easily, especially this kind of juicy secret.

Well, after a while, a bit groaning there, bit of moan here, Sirius's agreed to contact Severus and asked about err Harry's Malfoy.

"And then what will you do, Harry?" Sirius asked seriously, the mood had become sombre after the topic was back to Malfoy.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean... If it's truly there's something wrong with your Malfoy, what will you do?"

Harry answered was only silence and Sirius didn't like that. "You don't intend to mate with him, but you can't stand it if he's suffering... He's not your friend or one of your peers, he wouldn't ask for your help or your pity... In the end even if you know you can't do much for him either, except..."

"I know that!" Harry's loud voice cut out everything Sirius's would have said, "...but here..." Harry put his right hand at his heart, squeezing the fabric tightly. "...here...it was hurting, it still are..."

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Spinner End,

The floo flared suddenly, and a figure ran jump from the floo toward the Master's bedroom, his familiarity within the infamous Potion master's house was astonishing.

Sweat drenched the petite body, the figure was not quite tall, about 5'6" inches tall, the usually arranged silvery hair now in a mess, the eyes was filled with dread.

He found the master bedroom, but when he tried to open it, the Ward rejected him, the blonde tried several locking spell but none of them working. "Severus!" So he used his last resort, a physical one, knocking the door till his hand almost bled.

Waiting, desperately for answer…

Inside the room, the thin potion master was in a deep slumber, a sleep he felt very deservedly with how much time he had spent to finish his potion. So when he heard the branch of his ward, he ignored it, caused he knew his ward that protected his room was stronger than those naughty hand of his Godson, when the attempted un-locking spells were changed into knocking. He chose to ignore it, knowing Draco would give up a moment later. But when almost half an hour passed and the knocking didn't stopped, irritably he opened his room, preparing to scold his Godson...

But his anger melt immediately when faced with the said Godson, the one that was drenched in blood, tears leaking from his eyes, a manic expression in his eyes, "P...Plea...Please... Severus... Please help me..."

And Severus knew he had lost his chance from deep comfort sleep.