A/N: Fair warning, I don't know how Hogwarts schedules work, so I'm just guessing that they take 8 classes a day. If it's wrong, sorry.
Chapter Six
Taylor's POV
"Hey, I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast, right?" Heromine asked me as we walked through the halls with all the students. "Of course." I chuckled, giving her a small smile. "Good. I wish I could go with you guys, but I've got to head to the Head's common room. I'll see you guys tomorrow morning." she said, giving the two boys hugs before waving goodbye to Ginny and I. "Well, come on then!" Ginny laughed and hooked her arm with mine. I reluctantly followed after her, not really having much of a choice.
"See you back at the common room!" I heard the boys yell to us, but before we could answer, Ginny had us around the corner and headed for Gryffindor tower.
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Third Person POV
"How are you feeling, Draco?" Dumbledore asked the young man sitting across from him. He looked awful. He was paler than normal, his hair looked less vibrant, and his eyes seemed to have a slight glaze over them. However, if he hadn't known Snape had started giving the boy a suppressant potion a month ago, he wouldn't have noticed a difference. "Terrible." was the only reply he got as Draco ran a tired hand down his face.
He felt bad for the boy. He couldn't imagine what it was like being told that he was a Veela and needed to find his mate before her eighteenth birthday or he'd die of a broken heart. "Snape said he would start adding a sleeping draught to my night dosage so I'll be able to sleep a full nine hours instead of waking up every hour or so." the blonde explained and the headmaster nodded. "Good. I don't wish to see your grades fall because of your predicament." he said and Draco chuckled sarcastically.
"Like I can actually think about school." he said, running a hand through his hair before standing up. "Understandable. Good night, Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore said and Draco left without saying anything else to the headmaster.
The halls were completely empty as he made his way to the Head common room, only passing a few prefects now again that were doing their last rounds for the night. He hadn't lied to Dumbledore when he said there was no way he'd be able to concentrate on school. He could feel her. He knew she was in the school, but because of the weak connection, he couldn't quite track her yet. He could smell her though. When he had, he felt calmer than he had in the past month.
Knowing she was here, in the school, put him somewhat at ease. Then not knowing who she was set him on edge again. Hopefully when he got back to the Head common room, the drought would be waiting for him like his godfather had promised. Walking through the portrait, he nodded to the brunette sitting on the couch with a rather large book in her lap. She nodded back and went back to her book while the blonde went to his room. Thanking whoever was looking down him with kindness, he grabbed the corked bottle on his nightstand.
Once he was cleaned up and ready to fall into the abyss of sleep, he uncorked the bottle and downed the contents. Falling asleep, he hoped that he'd find her soon so he could sleep in peace once more.
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Taylor's POV
"I see Ginny's latched onto you." Heromine chuckled as Ginny as I walked into the Great Hall. Ginny stuck her tongue out at the older girl and sat down, pulling me with her. "How did you sleep, Taylor?" Luna asked as she sat down next the Heromine, throwing a wave to some of the students from her own table. "Well, good enough to get me through the day." I chuckled, picking at the pice of toast on my plate. "Is everything all right?" Ginny asked, sending me a concerned look.
I nodded and gave her a reassuring smile. "Yeah. I just haven't been able to get a good nights sleep in a while." I told her and she nodded. "We'll I'm sure you'll collapse from exhaustion now that classes start." Ron complained as he sat across from us, Harry not that far behind him. Heromine rolled her eyes and stabbed the egg in the middle of her plate. "Maybe if you payed attention in class, you wouldn't spend so much time trying to relearn the lessons." she scolded and the boys gave her a sheepish look.
I was pulled from the conversation going on around me when someone tapped me on the shoulder. "Ms. Hawkins, here's your schedule for the year." the dark skinned prefect said with a smile as he handed me the piece of parchment. "Thank you." I said, taking it and looking it over. "Thanks, Dean." Heromine said as he handed her hers and she began to do the same. "Oh great!" Ron exclaimed sarcastically, throwing his schedule on the table and continued to pick at the piece of bacon he picked off his plate. "Arithmancy first thing in the morning!"
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My schedule wasn't that bad.
Arithmancy first with Heromine, Ron, Harry, and Neville.
Charms second with Neville.
Transfiguration third with Luna.
Defense Against the Dark Arts fourth with Ginny, Neville, and Luna.
Astronomy fifth with Heromine, Ron, Harry, Neville, and Luna.
History of Magic sixth with Heromine.
Music seventh by myself.
The last class of my day was potions. I was more than a little late. I'd gotten lost only twice earlier in the day, but there was usually at least someone in the former class and helped me to find the next class class. But just my luck, I didn't know anyone in my seventh block and was left to fend for myself. I'd asked Professor Burbage where the Potions room was, but she only told me it was in the dungeons. So, once I got to the dungeons, I got impeccably lost.
I'd started opening random doors, hoping to find something useful or at least someone who could point me in the right direction.
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Third Person POV
Draco was more than grateful to his godfather when he let him take the rest of the day off. He'd been on edge all day, but he just couldn't stand it anymore when he walked into his DADA class. Now he sat in one of the empty classrooms in the dungeon, working on a Charms essay. He really didn't want to go to the Slytherin common room and have the seventh years who had a free eighth block questioning why he wasn't in class and he didn't want to go to the Head common room. It seemed to hot in there, no matter how many cooling charms he cast. Though he'd been told to expect hot flashes until he found his mate. It was a way of expelling some of his magic until he could transfer it to her.
He'd already taken his cloak off and was sitting in his uniform shirt with the sleeves rolled up, trousers, and tie. He was still warm, but the dungeons always seemed cooler than the rest of the castle and he hoped staying there for some time would cool him down. Just as he was loosening his tie, he heard the door open behind him. He hoped it was Severus to help him with his problem until he was hit with the most wonderful smell in the universe. "Oh, sorry. I didn't think anyone was in here." she apologized and Draco spun around in his seat, his eyes wide as he looked to red haired Gryffindor.
"Um, actually, could you help me find the Potions class? I'm really lost." she asked and, by her American accent, he knew she was the exchange student. The more important part was that he wanted to burry his face in her neck, hold her close, protect her, and never let her out of his sight.
A/N: Sorry for not updating the yesterday and earlier today. I didn't have this finished this morning and school got in the way, so I just finished this and decided to update now instead of tomorrow morning. The next chapter might take more time due to it getting more into the actual story, but I will do everything in my power to update as soon as possible. Don't forget to leave a review!