DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Harry Potter or any of its characters. I also do not make any money from this.

WARNINGS: Yaoi (male x male), Yuri (female x female) adult topics, swearing, sexual scenes and violence

PAIRINGS I know of so far: (pairings will be added as they are mentioned in chapters)

Ron x Hermoine, Blaise x Cho, Neville x Cho, Saito x Draco

This has not been Beta'd.

'text' is thought

"text" is talking

/on the other side of the phone/

Hidden Element

Chapter 36: Figuring things out

Elementals:

Ice and Void – Draco Malfoy

Fire – Pansy Parkinson

Earth – Blaise Zabini

Nature – Cho Chang

Light – Cherrie Everdeen (OC)

The Forgotten:

Electricity – Saito Blackstar (OC)

Animal – Carsly Hendricks (OC)

Shadow – Alakai Petrovski (OC)

Water - Yasmin DiAngelo

Wind - Miya Hendricks (OC)

The question had left him somewhat speechless. They had been on the topic of love after all, how had he not seen this trap coming straight at him? He had walked right into it, and there was no way he could deny her without looking like a complete and utter bastard.

"Ah...Pansy...really?" Was all he could utter, stuttering over his words for reasons he didn't know.

"You need to talk about it sometime! Might as well now that we're having a heart to heart!" She was getting bouncy again, and the eager glint in her eyes told him that she had been waiting for a while to ask him that particular question. He frowned somewhat at the excited look in her eyes. To be honest, he didn't want to answer any questions related to the brunette, yet he supposed, in some crazed way, she could be right.

"Do you regret going out with him?" His frowned turned into a slight smile. There was no doubt in his mind what the answer would be.

"I would never do that. Not in a million years. No matter how much pain it caused. It taught me many things, and shaped me into a better person. I owe a lot to Harry Potter."

"He meant a lot to you, I take it?"

"That's a stupid question Pans, we both know how I felt about him."

"Just making sure that you remember it." She pouted slightly, looking at him intently as if trying to figure him out. He sniggered to himself.

'As if she would find any answers by just looking at me'.

"Do you hate his guts after what he did?"

"No...not at all..." He sighed wearily. He had never been one to share personal information. He always found it hard to bear his heart for others to comment on.

"Do you hate him a little?"

"No Pans.."

"Does he make you nervous?" When she didn't get an irritated answer straight away she knew she'd hit the jackpot. He looked to the side table with a frown, and for a moment she worried he would grab his wand and erase her memory of the conversation.

"I won't think any less of you." His eyes found hers again, the dull eyes slightly upset at finding only one answer to give.

"Yes. He makes me nervous as hell!"

"Why is that?" Silence, once again. She wanted to growl, wrap her hands around his neck and shake him back and forth. He was hell to deal with when he wanted to be an insufferable git.

"You know you're not making it any easier or me, right?"

"I'm, well aware of that fact." He smirked at the annoyance seen in her clenched fists.

"Haha, thanks!" She muttered sarcastically, to which his smirk grew bigger, only earning a glare in return.

"I repeat, why does he make you nervous?"

"Because I'm confused a hell! I...I'm not sure why I keep looking at him, or seeking him out...I..."

"Doesn't that mean you still like him?" She blinked in confusion.

"That's just the thing! It's just so familiar, and I love that, but at the same time, I can't place what it is I keep going back for! Is it my Ice or actually Harry?" One hand went up to slowly massage his forehead. This question was only stressing him out. Why had he felt obligated to answer?

"It's ok...I'm not sure, Draco. I've never seen a situation like this before. It could be possible you keep searching him because he has a part of your soul, but maybe you should consider the fact that not only is he part of your soul, he IS part of your soul." Draco raised his eyebrow once more.

"Pans..."

"Soul mates! Come on! How cool would that be?"

"Very cool, but we both know that soul mates aren't real." Draco had grown up in a household where love equalled duty. Love meant marrying a person for their pureblood status and never disobeying family. Oh, he had figured out how wrong his parents had been on the subject, yet love at first sight? Soul mates? Those were made up things for people who weren't content with the fact that somebody loved them for who they were. They sought someone that loved the idea of everything they stood for, every breath they took. It was pure madness.

"It could be! Some people are made for each other, call it what you want."

"And you think we were made for each other?"

"I've never seen you happier, and apparently the same goes for Harry." Where she had had time to ask about how Harry had been doing, Draco did not know. He was torn between the fact that it was nice to see them all getting along so well again, and the fact that he didn't like her inquiring about Harry and Draco to everyone in the house.

"It's all just so complicated! The whole Ice thing, and then Saito..." Pansy suddenly gripped his pale wrist with tan fingers, gripping tightly to gain all his attention.

"Promise me one thing, Draco..."

"What? What does that look mean?" That determined look, lips set in a thin line, and grasp tight across his skin. She was serious about this request.

"Promise me that next time you see Harry you will try to figure it out. Which one it is you keep searching for?"

"Pansy..." He tried to remove his hand from her grasp, but she held firm, and he was in no mood to be forceful.

"You have to! If you do that, then I'll tell Yasmin how I feel next time we meet. Deal?"

"Fine." He sighed. What had he gotten himself into? That smirk was all he needed to know that she was pleased with herself.

'Just what the hell was she up to?'

Had he not previously been scanning the room, Saito would never have seen the slight moving edges in the shadow showing the arrival of another entity. However, it hadn't been through the door. A blob of dark black in human form seemed to take a step out of the wall, a slight shivering outline setting it apart from the black background it stood on.

"What are you doing here, Alakai?" Sharp, milk colour teeth opened into a manic grin. Mischief broiling in his white eyes.

"Haha, just back from a mission I truly enjoyed." Saito raised an eyebrow as Alakai leaned his elbows on the windowsill, crossing one leg over the other in a casually relaxed pose.

"What? You have news for me? Information of great value?"

"Defiantly. Normally, I would punch you for using me for such a mundane and personal task, but I enjoyed this. You? Not so much." He cackled gleefully at what he'd found. Oh, he would love to see that pathetic constant smile wiped off of Saitos face.

"Just tell me already!"

"He's hiding something alright. Something you won't be happy about, that's for sure."

"Tell me now!" Saito walked menacingly up to the other, growling as he approached. Alakai merely held up a hand in front of him, telling the other to stop right there with a 'tsk'.

"Your boy toy has lost his powers to your enemy!"

"What?" Saito frowned, only causing the others smirk to widen even more.

"Hahaha, you know what that means don't you? He's lost part of his soul."

"That's not true! It can't be true!"

"Don't believe the messenger, then. Why not just ask the source?" A book came sailing in his direction, slamming into the wall as Alakai seemed to merge into the wall, manic cackle still in place, trailing off to leave Saito alone, clutching another book firmly in his hand and growling as he searched his denim pocket.

The breeze bought about the soft scent of flowers, the sun shone brightly, bringing on mildly hot weather. The grass was soft beneath his feet, the garden looking unusually bright. It seemed like the perfect weather to be outside. Draco sat in the corner of the garden, knees up, resting most of his weight on his hands placed behind him. He had been cherishing the time alone he'd been given, not sure he was up to another talk just yet.

"Hey, I thought I'd come ask why Pansy and Blaise seem to be avoiding you like the plague." Draco sighed in disappointment as he saw Harry walk across the lawn, trousers rolled up slightly till mid thigh. He had not wanted to see him till he'd had time to think things through.

"I need you to sit down with me, please."

"Huh?" Harry placed a piece of shaggy hair behind his ear. He didn't mind sitting with the blonde at all. It had been the use of the 'p' word that had him shocked. The blonde hadn't used it ever since they'd met up again. It was odd, and he liked it.

"Don't huh me, you're so uncouth!"

"Is this an element problem?" Harry slowly lowered himself to the floor beside Draco, feet sprawled out in front of him.

"Excuse me?"

"Void?"

"Er...yeah." Draco frowned. Not really, but what other excuse did he have to stay around Harry for long periods of time? Gulping, he tried not to think as he shifted to sit between Harrys legs. The brunettes hands automatically went up to massage his head, as if it would help keep Void at bay.

"Ok, just...stay there."

"Draco..."

"Shush."

Draco turned his head slightly so his cheek was resting against Harrys cheek. Ice was there, he could feel it, and he let out a sigh before he even realized it. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to relax. He felt cool, relieved with the icy touch that rested on his head.

Was this what he wanted? He had to admit, the Ice had relaxed him upon contact. It had made him feel lighter, healthier in some way. What had Pansy been talking about? No matter which angle he looked at it from, it was the ice he craved.

He shifted slightly, his legs moving across Harrys right leg so he could fully press his side into the frost of Harrys chest. That amazing chill that soothed his body. The pull at the back of his mind, reminding him of where it was at all times, calling him. The way it made him feel whole inside to be this close. The way its heart pounded quickly in his ear...

His eyes snapped open as a gasp escaped his lips, the hands in his hair pausing for a second before continuing.

The way its heart sounded? Ice? Pressing himself even closer to Harrys chest, he realized he was listening to Harrys heartbeat.

Slowly, he turned to look at the brunette, unsure what the hell he was doing, dislodging tan hands from his head and back onto the ground to balance the both of them.

The way his own heart raced, the way his stomach knotted, the hitch of breath of disappointment when Harrys touch had left him. Harry hadn't held him like this for what seemed an eternity, and when he had, he had been so out of it from loosing himself to Void, that he had never really paid the brunette much attention.

A flurry of swear words entered his head the minute the disappointment had registered. He knew exactly what that feeling meant.

After all, he'd felt that feeling once before.

"I'm not exactly sure what's going on here..." Harry mumbled as Draco continued to stare at him, especially with the horror that seemed to filter into those eyes. He was confused as hell. Hold him till Void stops? Call for help? He did look slightly pale...

Draco jumped away from Harry, making the other fall onto his back with a soft 'humph', before leaning up on his eyebrows.

"What the hell? Are you ok?"

"I...I..." Think...think...think! Dammit! His mind was completely blank. Did he really...was he really...

His phone rang, and for the first time in a long while, he was glad that his thoughts had been interrupted.

"Hello?"

/Draco. I think we need to talk/

Just when he thought he couldn't get in to any more trouble!