AN: So if you were on here earlier you might have noticed how I had a little mess up with a chapter going to the wrong story, I'm going to say it was an April Fools joke, although the joke was on myself.

Draco sighed, he just had to face the facts, Potter's wolf had claimed him. He had read everything he could on werewolves and all of them stated the same thing, if a werewolf, outside the moon's power, intentionally marked someone exactly where Potter had, it meant the wolf wished to be mated to that person for life. He read and kept re-reading every passage he could find, even in Severus's journals. Finally when he had decidedly had enough, he fire-called Hermione and asked if she could come over. She had smiled and come through right away, but then she got one good look at Draco and her eyes had widened to the size of an owls and she gasped out, "Oh no, Draco I'm so sorry, are you alright? If I had thought Harry was dangerous I would have never..."

Draco held up a hand for silence and then said, "Potter's not dangerous, just, come read this book and tell me what you think."

Draco handed her one of the best, realistic books Draco had ever read about a werewolf, in fact he had gotten the distinct impression that either the anonymous author was a werewolf or was mated to one. After about twenty minutes of silence Hermione closed the book and said, "Everything makes so much sense now. Ron and I always thought Harry was a little obsessed with you, but then when you disappeared after the final battle, it was like you disappeared from his mind. Draco, tell me honestly, do you hate Harry?"

Draco frowned and said, "Of course I don't hate Potter, if I truly hated him it wouldn't matter if I owed him a million life debts, I'm that stubborn when I set my mind to it."

Hermione sighed with relief but then tensed and asked, "Do you find Harry attractive?"

Draco wanted to throw potion ingredients at the silly girl, but instead he just blushed and said, "What the bloody hell are you getting at?"

Hermione smiled and said, "It says it right here, 'a werewolf's mating mark will only stick if said mate is interested in said werewolf."

Draco felt his blush deepen and snatched the book from Hermione as he said, "It can't say that, you have to be kidding… Oh dear. Well this book must be wrong, Potter's lost his mind and I'm going to die from infection. Yes infection must have set into the wound, that's why it's sticking around, not because… I DON'T LIKE POTTER!"

By that point Hermione had lost herself in a fit of giggles and after several minutes she got ahold of herself and said, "Really Draco, why don't you fire-call Harry and have him read this?"

Draco shook his head and said, "No, I am staying far away from Potter, I will make his potion and I will leave it in the dungeons and I will visit my cousin in France the nights of the full moon, so I never have to even see him, and he never has to see me so he won't feel the urge to actually mate me."

With that Draco strode down the hallway and set to work, with a plan in mind he felt much more secure in where he stood now. Of course he completely forgot he left Hermione Granger alone in his entrance with said book with all the facts in it."