Remember I was younger when I wrote this chapter also. I'm just retyping what I have and posting before I go back to edit and add newer chapter. I have 4 older chapters to add after this one, and Reviews will make me add them faster. Oh and the bit at the end, between the characters and my best friend in high school was something she really wanted so I'll keep it, in case she still happens to read fanfiction stories and comes across this one day.

Chapter 1: Rude Awakening

Thoughts will also be italicized in this chapter.

Outside of 4 Private Drive

Draco Malfoy for the first time in his life was completely nervous. Even though he did his best to make himself presentable he still had the feeling in his stomach that he looked horrible. He finally apparated away from home when his mirror told him that he was worried so much that he was going to have wrinkles. Potter better be worth it.

Draco stood looking at the home of the Boy-Who-Lived. It was a lot smaller then he thought it would be. Maybe it'll be larger on the inside he thought, I don't know if I should do this or not. What if he rejects me and the Veela in me slowly kill itself. Well I can't tell him that. I don't want to guilt him into anything. I can't believe that they leave their door unlocked like this. He opened the door and snuck into the living room, you would think that they would have better protection for him than this. I can't believe that I'm actually going to do this, I can't believe I'm going to tell Harry Potter that he is my…

Inside of 4 Private Drive

"Boy get your lazy, good-for-nothing, sorry arse down here this instant!" Bellowed Mr. Dursley.

"Coming Uncle Vernon" responded Harry. I wonder what he wants now.

"What took you so long?" asked Vernon.

"I was in the shower, I had to put clothes… " Harry descended down the stairs in an oh-so-very baggy black shirt and surprisingly a pair of blue jeans that fit him perfectly. They were a pair of Dudley's old jeans but his aunt shrunk them about ten sizes, and they fit Harry like a glove. Once Harry began speaking he realized that his comment was a mistake when his uncle began to approach him.

"I'll teach you to be a smart arse," yelled a red faced Vernon Dursley, slowly raising his fist, "I'll teach you to respe…"

Vernon was cut off by someone clearing their throat. Harry and Mr. Dursley stepped out of the foyer and into the living room and what Harry saw made him instantly see red. "Malfoy what the hell are you doing here?!" yelled Harry.

"Why Harry is that anyway to speak to your boyfriend?" Malfoy loved pissing Harry off, even though he was a Veela, and he saw an opportunity and took it. "Mr. Dursley, sir, would you mind giving me ill-mannered boyfriend and I some time alone?"

Harry was very thankful at the moment that his aunt and cousin were not home. He could visualize Petunia Dursley falling backwards and hitting the floor is she would have heard that news. Then he had the vivid image of Dudley attacking him, or even worse: Dudley telling his friends and then all of them going Harry Hunting again. He was grateful the floo had been closed off from the hose because he really didn't want Ron or anyone else for that matter coming in and hearing Draco Malfoy saying that he was Harry's boyfriend.

"Who the bloody hell are you and how the hell did you get into my house?!" Harry's uncle yelled, and Harry stood back to watch Malfoy get kicked out on his high and mighty arse.

"I'm Draco Malfoy, Harry's boyfriend, and I got into your wonderful home," Draco said with the worlds phoniest smile on his face Got damn muggles, oh how I wish I could hex him, but's he's Harry's uncle so I'll be nice, "by just opening the door and walking in." Don't kill the muggle Draco chanted in his head.

"What the hell are you doing here? Are you one of those freaks?" Then Mr. Dursley turned to face Harry, "since when are you gay?" He said walking towards Harry like a lion stalking it's pray. Harry stood speechless and afraid.

He did not just call me a fucking freak. The Veela in Draco wasn't happy at all. It was beginning to understand Mr. Dursley wasn't very nice to his mate. Draco was starting to see maybe Potter's life wasn't as lavish as he once thought it was. Now I feel like an arse. I can't believe that all of these years he hasn't been spoiled. I'll have to find out more about him later. Well if I get what I want I'll know everything about him sooner or later him being my… Draco's thoughts were interrupted. The Veela in him was throwing a temper tantrum. He could feel that Harry was frightened. All of a sudden Draco's eyes went red, he pulled out his want and mumbled a spell in Latin, which caused Mr. Dursley to go rigid and abruptly leave the room.

Harry stood in shock. He could not believe Draco Malfoy stood in this living room, and Malfoy looked gorgeous wearing those leather pants and gray shirt, in his uncles house, where he was forced to stay for the summer while his friends went home to their loving families and the Order was off doing Merlin knows what, and that Malfoy, being an arrogant prick, told his uncle they were boyfriends. Not that Harry had anything against gay guys. He was after all openly gay, which Ginny had helped him realize when they dated, and he also had a crush on the blond since fourth year.

Harry would never forget the day he realized he had a crush on Malfoy. They were in the middle of potions class when he saw it. He saw Draco Malfoy, Prince of Slytherin, smile and it wasn't one of those I'm secretly plotting how to publicly humiliate you kind of smiles. At the moment Harry realized that he wanted to be the one who made the blond smile from now on and he hated who ever had been able to make him smile like that just then. Of course, because he wasn't pay attention to what he was brewing it blew up in his face and he was blue for a week. Which of course made said blind laugh so hard that he cried but he also smiled that million dollar smile. So in the end Harry was partially happy. And all I ad to do to see him smile was look like a Smurf he thought sarcastically.

But still Malfoy had some nerve. He was lucky that Harry couldn't do magic outside of Hogwarts for another week, because Harry probably would have hexed him in to next year. "Malfoy," Harry growled, "What the fuck are you doing here and what did you do to my uncle?"

"Nothing to bad your uncle aunt and cousin have the sudden urge to go buy certain feminine products and then take your cousin to get checked for random STDs."

Harry laughed but forced himself to stop, "Umm Malfoy, why do you know what STDs are?" Harry was slightly worried about the blond, but then he remembered wizards can't get STDs.

"Well I did take muggle studied and in our books there were about three chapters on STDs." Draco replied while looking at the ground. He left out the part about how after he read those chapters he went to professor Snape to find out how he could be tested. All his father did was laugh at him and say "Silly boy, wizards can't get those God forsaken STDs." He also failed to mention that after asking his loving father that question he had to endure a rather embarrassing conversation about sex and the use of condoms if he ever decided to sleep with a muggle.

"So how did you find out where I stayed during the summer and who I stayed with?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Well you see, your favorite potions teacher, game me your address," Draco said while smirking.

"That greasy bastard? Why would he tell you where I live?"

Malfoy walked towards Harry, smirking and looking right into Harry's beautiful emerald eyes. He closed the space between them and wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, and before the Boy-Who-Lived could say another world, Draco pulled Harry's head down and kissed him.

Harry stood frozen and shocked. A part of him wanted to push the blond away from him and another part of him wanted to deepen the kiss and shag the blond in to the sofa. Damn hormones. He really didn't know what to do, but when he felt Malfoy nibble on his bottom lip he gave in. The Veela in Draco felt very pleased. It could feel Harry returning the kiss and was purring on the inside.

The kiss was slow and gentle. Draco decided he would show Harry another side of him. After all he did need to tell Harry why he came to see him, which he should probably do soon. He had the feeling that if he didn't stop the kiss now they wouldn't stop until after they got to know each other in many new ways. Like upside down and sideways.. Bad Draco. Draco pulled away and Harry moved in for another kiss, but he stopped when Malfoy smirked. Harry whimpered and then blushed which made Malfoy laugh. "More lately, I promise."

"Why are you here Malfoy?" Harry asked while slightly out of breath.

"Well before I tell you I need to know what you know about Veelas."

"Well I know that they're the most beautiful creatures on Earth."

"That's all you know?" Harry nodded. "Well it looks like I have a lot of work ahead of me." Draco stated. "Harry, oh no don't look at me that way. I should be able to call you that now. After all you are practically addicted to me." Harry blushed and shot the blond a dirty look. "I was just joking, calm down." Draco was of course, once again smirking while all of this happened.

The whole time Draco was speaking Harry's brain began working. He was beginning to think that Draco was out of his mind. "Why do you care what I know about Veelas?" asked a now curious Harry. He remembered all of the rumors at Hogwarts about the Malfoy being Veelas. However, everyone in school just wrote them off as rumors. The main reason being all the pureblood bullshit the Malfoys believed.

"Well you see Veelas have mates, and well I'm a Veela."

"I thought you were a pureblood?"

"I am. When I turned seventeen last month, the human blood in my body was rejected from…"

Before Draco could finish that sentence Harry cut him off, "Malfoy did you say that Veelas have mates?" Draco slowly nodded. Harry suddenly knew why Draco was there. "Are you here to tell me that I'm your mate?" Draco nodded again, shyly.

Harry's eyes went wide, his mouth fell open, and his mind went blank. Then his brain began to flood with thoughts. What the hell am I going to do, I mean I like him and all but I'm not ready to be his mate. I don't think I'll be able to deal with Malfoy for the rest of my life. I mean he is kind of an egomaniac. I think maybe I could try things with, him and maybe train him while I'm at it. Harry was smirking on the inside.

Draco stared at Harry. He didn't understand what was wrong with his mate. He stood looking like that for about ten minutes. "Harry, love," Draco said while walking towards Harry. He touched Harry's shoulder, and he must have startled him, because Harry Potter punched Draco Malfoy. He punched Draco hard, so hard that Draco fell and hit the floor.

Harry couldn't believe what he just heard or what he just did. On the ground, in front of him, laid Malfoy. Draco's eyes were tearing up and Harry felt his heart jerk. Oh god, what did I do? He immediately dropped to his knees and began to apologize. "I'm so sorry," he said while wiping the tears from Draco's cheeks. "I don't know what came over me. I'm really sorry."

Draco didn't speak. He couldn't believe his mate hit him. He couldn't believe that he was crying because Malfoy's don't cry, everyone knows this. Most importantly he couldn't believe that even though Harry hit him, he wanted him to make him feel better. Draco looked up at the brunette, teary eyed, and said "Promise me you won't hit me again, because next time if you do hit me, I'll hire someone to kick your arse."

"I won't, but why wouldn't you kick my arse yourself?"

"Because Veelas can't hurt their mates."

"So if I hit you, you couldn't hit me back?"

"No I couldn't," Draco spoke through gritted teeth.

"That's not fair. I promise I won't ever hit you again, on purpose."

"Okay love," Draco said standing up, while surprisingly bruise-less, and pulling Harry up with him. Did he just call me love? I think Draco Malfoy might be a closet romantic.

"What are we going to do? About me being your mate and all?" Harry didn't necessarily love the idea of being Draco's mate, but he did want to get to know the blond better and didn't have the sudden urge to beat him to a pulp or worse. Maybe we could start off as boyfriends and see where it goes from there.

"Right now I don't want to think about that." Draco started sitting on the couch and pulling Harry to sit next to him. "Right now all I want you to do is hold me."

Harry smirked. "Who knew you were the type of person who liked to cuddle Malfoy."

Draco pouted. "Well don't get used to it. You just hurt me. Now it's you job to make me feel better. And would you please try calling me Draco?"

"Okay Draco," Harry said while wrapping his arms around the beautiful blond. He there on the sofa and pulled his Veela on top of him. How am I going to explain this to everyone? My friends may be okay with the fact that I'm gay, but I seriously don't think they can deal with me being with Draco Malfoy of all people. Well I guess being with him will make my life more interesting. But maybe the two of us being together isn't such a good idea. Voldemort could hurt him and I don't think I want that to happen. I don't even know how I would deal with that if he and I were together. I really don't want to lose anyone I could get close to.

God he's so warm. Draco thought, I think I might be able to lay in his arms forever. Draco nuzzled his head into Harry's chest. After a few minutes they were both asleep, and forgetting everything. Harry even forgot that Ron, Hermione, Ginny and the twins were coming to get him, and take him to the Burrow.

HPDM HPDM HPDM HPDM HPDM

"What the hell Harry!" Ginny began to scream. She was standing in the living room doorway, with her eyes tearing up. Ginny was in shock. She knew he said he was gay, but she was praying it was just a phase. So when she walked in on hi holding Malfoy, like he should only hold her, her heart broke. He's not supposed to be with other people like that. He was supposed to come back to me, so we can get married, have kids, and be rich… I mean a loving family. Ginny looked around quickly to make sure no one was pick up on her train of thoughts.

"Whay," said Harry groggily. He smiles when he noticed Draco still asleep on his chest. Ron saw his sister began to cry from the door way and rushed into the living room. When he saw who Harry was asleep with, he was immediately filled up with rage. Ron roughly pulled Malfoy off of Harry and tossed his body to the floor. After falling Draco woke up confused. He was in the middle of a very nice dream, involving a certain Gryffindor. He looked around and noticed all the new comers in the room, and saw who was standing over him. The weasel has some nerve, he better be happy he's Harry's friend.

"Ron what the hell do you think you're doing?" asked a highly agitated Harry Potter, sitting up from the couch.

"I don't know, mate. What are you doing with the fucking ferret faced Slytherin laying on your chest?" yelled a red faced Ronald Weasley. Ron felt like he was in the middle of a nightmare. His best mate was with his sworn enemy. He was with the slimy bastard that tortured them at Hogwarts, made fun of his family, and called his girlfriend the 'm' word.

"He's not your mate!" yessed an angry Veela.

Draco began to slowly approach Ron, looking as though he was ready to kill him without the use of magic. Hermoine gasped, she had just walked into the room when she heard Ron and Harry yelling, when beautiful wings, covered in what looked like black silky feathers, came out of Draco's back. His normally blue eyes had streaks of red in them. The entre room fell silent.

Harry walked stood and walked slowly towards Draco, and began to try to sooth the Veela. "Draco please calm down. Ron didn't mean anything when he called me mate."

Draco sighed, "You're probably right." His wings eased back into him. That looks painful, Harry though, if it is he hides it well.

"Draco are you a Veela?" Hermione asked. Draco nodded,and thought that's a dumb question. What else would I be? The Pillsbury Doughboy? The twins gasped, they entered the room right when Hermione said the word Veela. No on in the room knew how to react. They always thought Draco was a pureblood. But in all actuality he wasn't even human. Most people in the room stood in awe, while someone was planning on finding ways to use that information against the blond.

"Which probably means…" started George.

"… Harry is your mate." Finished Fred.

The twins were a lot smarter than they were sometimes given credit for. They could put two and two together and make four, well in this case put Harry and Malfoy together and figure out they were mates. They had their suspicions that the two had liked each other. Fred always thought that the arguments and physical fights were just to get each other's attention. George on the other hand read Harry's journal and then found out for a fact that Harry liked Malfoy, he just never told his twin that. Only because if Harry found out I read his journal he'd probably try to castrate me.

"No, he's not. Right Harry?" questioned Ginny. The occupants in the room awaited an answer.

Harry was more concerned about Draco, ignoring Ginny and everyone else. He stood by Draco and wrapped his arms around his waist, "Are you okay Draco?"

"Yes love, I'm fine." Draco leaned in to Harry's embrace.

"What the hell?" yelled Ron. "So you're just gonna be with the ferret. He will betray you to You-Know-Who and what about Ginny?" How in the name of Merlin can he choose that bloody Slytherin over my sister?

Harry looked Ron directly in the eyes and said "Ron I'm gay. Draco is a Veela, and I'm his mate. I'm not going to abandon him, so learn to Deal. With. It. I'm with DRACO now." Draco perked slightly after hearing this. I hope Ron can get over all of this. I really don't want to lose his friendship over this, but I really do want to try things with Draco, and I'm not going to let Ron change my mind about this. If he really was my friend he would accept who I was with and who I liked. Harry made sure he stressed the name in that sentence. "Stop calling him fetter and get over the fact that I'm not with your bloody cheating sister."

"And for your information Weasel, Veelas can't hurt their mates in any way shape or form," sneered Draco. But just because I can't hurt him doesn't mean I can't be a prick every once in a while. And did he say cheating sister? She cheated on him. She must be the biggest dumbass in the world. No one in their right mind would cheat on Harry Potter… And I should probably stop calling him Weasel, Harry glares at me every time I do.

Ginny began to cry, and ran from the room. She didn't want to believe that Harry would choose Malfoy over her. Ron stood with his mouth wide open. Hermione walked towards Ron and said, "Harry is right and so is Draco. Veelas can only love their mates, and would die before they hurt them. You need to stop worrying about him being with Ginny. Because unless Ginny can become a guy, and I really don't think she going to grow a cock overnight, even with magic, they aren't getting back together any time soon. Harry, I'm happy for you and Draco."

"Did the mud-" Harry glared at Draco, "Muggleborn call me Draco?"

"Yes she did." stated Harry in a voice that told Draco to not even think about arguing with her.

"Thanks" Harry and Draco told her in unison. Ron left the room cursing and saying that he was going home. Hermione being the good girlfriend that she was, went after him. Fred and George began laughing and holding their sides."

"Harry I thought…" began George.

"… Ron w-was gonna…"

"… ki-ki-kill Malfoy…"

"… He looked so…"

"… Pissed."

Ginny entered back in to the room as the twins laughter began to quiet down. "Fred, George, go home. I'll bring Harry there." They did as their little sister told them and apparated away. The twins could sense the mood she was in, and they weren't going to argue with her about bossing them around this time.

"Draco's coming with me," Harry informed her.

"Okay," she said in a small whiny voice. "I'll tell mom and dad. They'll probably agree to let Malfoy stay, considering the fact he's your mate and all." She responded in disgust. "I'll be back to get both of you in two hours. Bye."

Harry stood in the living room, still holding Draco. Draco was smiling.

"What are you so happy about?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Do you really want to be with me?"

"Yes I do. But for now I think we should just be a couple. I'm only saying this because you're an extremely good looking, and you're an amazing kisser, with amazingly shiny hair."

"I was right, you're addicted to me." Draco said gloatingly. Harry blushed and kissed the shorter boy. The kiss was sweet and slow. They both enjoyed it, Harry didn't want to stop but eventually he pulled away.

"We need to head to the manor to get some of my stuff." Draco began to take a deep breath, "I promise I won't let anything bad happen to you." After saying that Draco apparated them to Malfoy Manor.

(Okay, so here's another chapter… And because I'm getting it up in less than 24 hours from the last I feel like I deserve reviews please and thank you. Or I won't add anymore to the story… Or Will I…) and here's the bit at the end I was talking about in the other note:

Harry: Milly what were you trying to do? Get me killed?

Milly: Maybe… *smirks evilly*

Draco and Harry: *gasp*

Milly: Just joking, I won't kill you off… yet..

Harry:… Good

Draco: What about me?

Milly: Maybe I will, maybe I won't.

Draco: What can I do to help make up your mind?

Milly: Shag Harry into a mattress.

Draco: How about in the next chapter?

Harry: I'm not sure I want to be shagged into a mattress!

Draco: But love I want to shag you into a mattress.

Milly: Next chapter won't work, how about chapter 3, while you're at the Burrow?

Harry: But the house is always full…

Draco: Even better! *smirks*

Harry: Milly you aren't really considering this are you?

Milly: *nods*

Harry: But Milly *pouts*

Milly: Don't whine you know you want it.

Draco: Wow our first shag, will be in chapter 3, and we're in the end of chapter 1 now. I have to get ready *leaves*

Milly: Harry would you like a lemon cookie?

Harry: *takes cookie* Thanks Milly, I love lemons *smiles and eats cookie* …. I can't believe you're doing this to me in chapter 3.

Milly: Hey what can I say? I'm evil, pure evil *smirks*

Harry: I swear Draco is rubbing off on you.

Milly: *mumbles* don't we all wish

Draco: *yells* I heard that

Harry: Oh and Milly don't forget to take Annie the summary she wants. I really don't feel like having to find someone else to finish writing the story after she kills you

Milly: *rolls eyes* she loves me too much to kill me

Annie: *smirks* that's what you think *evil laugh*

Milly: When did you get here? *looks innocently*

Annie: When I heard Harry was going to get shagged.

Harry: You two are evil

Milly and Annie: We know!

*Annie is my best friend who this story was bring written for.