DON'T HATE ME!!! *hides behind chair* SCHOOL IS MONDO BUSY!! And I have all these plays starting and I have to read like, four books so FORGIVE ME!!.... *huggles readers who are still here and haven't left to go drink somewhere.*

I have adorable lemony goodness in this chapter!! YAY! So, kind of dry stuff, but, It'll get better, besides, this is what you've all been waiting for! MAMMA NAYKA APPEARS! *crickets chirp* or maybe you weren't waiting for it... ok, anywho! READ NO! LOVE YOU ALL!!!

Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter, if I did, "Wood" wouldn't just be Oliver's name, it would be his reputation ;)

The day of the interview with Mama Nayka had arrived, and it was impossible to tell who was more nervous.

"Now don't worry Harry, I'll be back in an hour or so- DAMN IT PANSY WHERE IS THE GOD DAMN TIE!?"

"Oh hush Dray it's in your hand."

"Oh..."

"Now Harry- Ry?" Pansy looked over at the sofa where a pajama clad Harry was sitting; he looked as though he were on the verge of tears. She sighed and walked over to the small boy.

"Don't worry baby, Draco knows exactly what to tell her, there will be no problems, I promise." She ran comforting fingers along his back. He took a deep breath and nodded. He looked up at Draco who was cramming his foot into his left shoe.

Harry stood up as Draco reached in and grabbed a handful of floo powder. He placed a hand on Draco's shoulder and he turned around. Draco leaned down and gave his lover a chaste kiss on the lips before nodding to Pansy and stepping into the fire, calling out "Mamma Nayka's" before vanishing in a flurry of green flames.

Harry stared at the fire place for a few more seconds before sniffing and turning to Pansy, giving her his best (fake) smile. She stood and grabbed his hand.

"Come darling, let's have a cup of tea and talk, I absolutely must tell you about Lavender Browns new haircut, she died it pink!....

Draco stepped gracefully (not) out of the fireplace and into a furnace. Wait a second, no, not a furnace, just a carbon copy of Professor Trelawney's tower. Beads hung from every corner, crystal balls and teacups were littered around the orange, pink and yellow room. The only difference was that the smell was rather musky and metal hearts hung from the ceiling. Draco wrinkled his nose in distaste.

His heart nearly jumped out of his throat when a voice startled him out of his survey.

"Ah! , how lovely, I've been expecting you! Yes, I do love finding beautiful people beautiful matches." An old woman stepped into view, seating herself in an armchair at a round table, beckoning for him to do the same. For her age she was rather pretty, definitely a beauty in her day, long gray hair framed her high cheekbones messily, a red V-neck dress adorned with multi-colored shawls. She had wrinkles under her honey colored eyes and a natural smile graced her face.

"Well Draco, I am not one for idle chatter, so if you would be so kind, tell me, boys or girls?" Draco raised his eyebrows at the blunt approach but answered nonetheless.

"Boys. Definitely completely one-hundred percent boys." She smiled at him and waved a golden fingernail. Draco gasped. The ceiling above them seemed to open up, and a thousand glittering stars could be seen floating above their heads. Another wave and one of the stars glowed bright orange, contrast from the others. She grinned at his astonishment.

"Now darling, tell me what characteristics you are looking for." She asked, leaning her cheek upon her hand. Draco sighed, he knew this. How many times had Pansy and Harry drilled him on this one?

"Brave, caring, compassionate, smart, sweet, trusting, selfless, strong, loving, daring, adventurous, loyal, and above all else I want someone who can love me completely, and allow me to do the same for him." He smiled as Harry swam through his vision. She echoed his smile.

"Came prepared I see. Now we don't want to be vain, so, give me one physical feature, but only one. Love springs from the heart, not from the mirror."

Draco paused. One thing? About Harry? How could he? When there were so many beautiful things about his lover. He imagined him and tried to choose one.

His hair, like charcoal painted on as soft as silk; his hands, calloused and warn, but soft and firm in his grip; His smile, that could make any man fall to his knees and beg for it to be directed at him; his laugh, the tinkling noise it made that caused Draco's heart to flutter; but most of all, were Harry's-

"Eye's that burn." Draco said without thinking first. Yes, Harry's eyes. Viridians, shining like emeralds in the sun. Draco loved how they could be bright as grass with cheer, or dark as smoke with lust. How Draco could read Harry's every emotion in his eyes. Yes, of all of his defining features, Harry's eyes were what entranced Draco most of all.

Mamma Nayka observed Draco for a moment before smiling and waving her finger. About twenty stars lit up (The brightest of which Draco noticed was green.) "Wonderful." She said. "Now, Draco dear, let's talk about your living style...."

Draco nearly ran through the fireplace an hour later, anxious to get back to his Harry. As he went through the living room and into the kitchen he began to worry; no Pansy, no Harry.

However, his worries were soon disbanded, as he stepped into the bedroom and saw his lover lying across the bed, still dressed, clearly waiting for Draco's return. Draco smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, grinning when his additional weight caused Harry's eyes to flutter open, as he locked them with Harry's. The raven-haired boy smiled.

"How did it go?" He asked. Draco moved so he was on his side cradling Harry.

"Wonderful, everything was perfect and I thought of you the whole time."

"What did she ask you?" Harry muttered. 'Cute' Draco thought.

"What attributes I wanted in a lover and I described you."

"Personality or looks?"

"Mostly personality, and only one physical trait. The best she said."

"And what did you tell her?" Draco smiled and kissed Harry's head.

"I told her the one thing that makes you sear through my chest straight to my heart." He tucked Harry's head under his chin. "Your eyes that burn."

YAY! CHAPPIE DONE! SHort I know, but I'll update uber soon, pinky promise! By the way, any one wanna beta me? lol, R&R Flames will be used to burn off Lavender's HORRIBLE haircut!!!!!

~ OllyO111