Chapter 15:
Harry woke up feeling incredibly warm and comfortable. He burrowed deeper into the strong arms wrapped protectively around him and purred in contentment. A soft kiss was dropped on his cheek and he looked up into warm silver eyes.
"Good morning, Draco." Harry whispered. Draco was silent for a moment, just staring at him, eyes darkening with emotion.
"Good morning, Harry." He finally whispered back, dropping a chaste kiss onto his mouth. Harry smiled and stretched, looking at Draco worriedly when the blond stiffened against him.
"Draco? What is it? What's wrong?" Harry asked as he placed his hands on either side of Draco's face, searching for any signs of an injury.
"Nothing." Draco said in a strained voice. "Just, maybe try not to stretch like that against me, yeah? Next time I won't be held accountable for my actions." Draco thrust lightly against Harry's hip to get his point across and Harry blushed, scrambling off the bed.
"Sorry! I'll just, uh, go take a shower." Harry stammered before escaping to their bathroom, locking the door behind him to the sound of Draco's amused laughter.
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Severus was awoken early in the morning by a flash of bright red and gold light. He shot up in his bed, wand drawn as he looked for the source of the light, a curse already ready on his lips. He froze when he saw Fawkes standing over him on his bed with a letter held in his beak.
"Fawkes? What does the old man want now?" Severus sighed in annoyance as he took the letter from the phoenix.
Severus, I need to see you in my office immediately.
-Albus
Severus looked back up as Fawkes disappeared and with a groan he hauled himself out of bed, took a long shower, and took his time getting dressed before slowly making his way to Dumbledore's office. A slow smirk made its way onto his face as he pictured how irritated the man would be that it was taking him so long to get there. Finally he came upon the stone gargoyle that blocked the way to Dumbledore's office.
"Move." He snapped at the infuriating piece of stone, in no mood to randomly guess sweets for an hour. The gargoyle sneered at him and stood resolutely in his way. Severus pulled his wand and, leaning closer, pointed it right in the gargoyle's face.
"You will move now or I will blast you into a million pieces you overgrown rock." Severus snarled. The gargoyle looked from his face to his wand before hastily jumping aside. "For future reference, my personal password will be rubble." Severus snapped as he swept pass the shaking statue to knock on Dumbledore's door.
"Enter." Dumbledore called out and Severus walked in to see Dumbledore sitting at his desk, waiting with an impatient expression.
"Severus, I summoned you an hour and a half ago. What has taken you so long?" Dumbledore asked in irritation.
"I was not going to immediately come up here in my pajamas, Albus." Severus sneered at the older wizard. "I needed to get ready and then you neglected to tell me your password so I was forced to threaten that idiot statue." Severus snapped as he sat in a chair across from Dumbledore. Dumbledore stared at him silently for a few seconds before waving his hand.
"No matter, Severus, you are here now." Dumbledore said, sitting forwards in his chair. "Now, I am sure you saw what happened last night with Harry and the Malfoy boy?" Dumbledore asked, peering at Severus over his half-moon spectacles. Severus nodded sharply once, schooling his features into one of disgust and fury.
"That cannot be allowed to continue, Severus. If Harry stays in this…relationship with Mr. Malfoy he runs the risk of going dark. What I need you to do is try to separate them. I have heard from Molly that Mr. Malfoy physically attacked her at the train station and encouraged Harry to behave rather rudely. Harry needs to be controlled, Severus and if he stays with Mr. Malfoy we risk losing our hold on him. Do whatever you must to break them apart." Dumbledore said his voice cold and business-like. Severus stared at him fighting the urge to smirk. 'Dumbledore wants me to break them apart. Well that only leaves me with one option; I have to help them get closer.' Severus ducked his head unable to stop his amusement from showing at the moment.
"Yes, Headmaster. I will do what you ask." Severus said. He stood and made his way quickly out of the room. 'Draco and Potter need to know what the Headmaster is planning.' Severus made his way to their rooms and knocked loudly on the portrait. He had to wait a few minutes before the portrait swung open. Draco stood in front of him and raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Morning, Sev. What are you doing here?" Draco asked as he stepped aside to let him in.
"Draco? Who is it?" Harry shouted as he bounded into the room. He looked over and saw Severus and Draco. "Oh! Hello, Professor. Did you eat yet? I'm about to make breakfast. Did you know we had our own kitchen? It's wonderful!" Harry exclaimed as he practically skipped over to them. Severus looked down at the happily bouncing boy in amusement and slight disgust. 'It is way too early for him to be this happy!'
"What is the matter with you? You are acting like a toddler on a sugar high." Severus said, peering at him closely. Harry shrugged, but Severus noticed the way he would look up at Draco every few seconds and the way Draco constantly reached out for him. He shook his head mentally before stepping deeper into the room.
"I have just returned from a visit with Dumbledore and thought you would be interested in hearing what he wants." Severus said. Draco narrowed his eyes at him and nodded sharply leading the way to their sitting room.
"Tell us everything he said, Sev." Draco said as he sat down in a large comforter, pulling Harry down to sit on his lap. Severus sat on the couch across from them and immediately began to tell them everything Dumbledore had asked of him.
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Neville made sure to wake up before the rest of his dorm mates, took his shower and slipped silently out of their dorm room. He padded silently down to the common room and settled down in front of the fire. He had 45 more minutes before breakfast started and to pass the time he pulled out his herbology book and started reading. A few minutes later someone cleared their throat behind him. Neville froze before slowly turning around. He sighed in relief when he saw the twins smirking behind him before scowling at them.
"Merlin! You guys scared the crap outta me! Why are you sneaking up on me?" Neville hissed as the twins jumped over the back of the arm chair and settled down on either side of him.
"We noticed last night that Harry seemed a little pissed-" George started.
"After the feast and were wondering-" Fred continued.
"If you knew why-" George said.
"He was so angry?" Fred finished.
"Oh, that. Yeah, well apparently Malfoy got them their own rooms at Hogwarts so they won't have to be separated." Neville told them and the twins looked at him in confusion.
"And why would he be angry about that?" Fred asked.
"Yeah, he should be bouncing around in never ending joy that he doesn't have to leave Baby Malfoy." George said.
"Well you remember on the train? When Draco told Harry he should tell us about his unc…about those bastard muggles? He said we should know so we can help him when Draco can't get to him in the Tower but he already knew about the rooms." Neville told them and the twins eyes widened as they caught on.
"So Baby Malfoy tricked our little brother-" Fred started.
"Into spilling his secrets when by the looks of him-" George mused.
"He was nowhere near ready to tell us-" Fred continued, lip curling in a small snarl.
"And now Harry is furious at him." George finished.
"Serves the bastard right!" Fred snapped angrily.
"Harry's been through enough shit already, he doesn't need Malfoy giving him any more problems." George nodded in agreement.
"I honestly don't think Malfoy wanted to hurt Harry. He thought it would be best for the people closest to Harry to know what he went through so we'll know better how to help him if he needs it." Neville pointed out.
"Doesn't matter, Nev. He hurt our little brother." George said.
"If Harry is still angry when we see him at breakfast we'll need to start thinking up some appropriate pranks for the little silver-haired brat." Fred said leaning around Neville to smirk at his twin.
"Too right you are Gred." George chuckled darkly.
"Come along Neville! It's breakfast time!" Fred said as he hauled Neville up.
"Most important meal of the day and all that rot!" George exclaimed as he wrapped his arm around Neville's shoulder and steered him towards the Tower entrance. Neville could only laugh at the twins' antics as they dragged him along, going through all the possible pranks they could play on Malfoy and anyone else who hurt Harry.
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"So Dumbledore wants you to break us up? Idiot, does he know nothing of Veelas and their mates? I could kill him for this and get away with it." Draco snarled as he paced agitatedly in their room. Severus had finished telling them about his meeting with the old man and it had left him feeling highly protective of his mate, more so than usual.
"Calm down, Dray!" Harry said going to stand in front of the enraged Veela. "He can't take me away from you. No one can take me away from you." Harry soothed and gasped when Draco wrapped arms tightly around his waist.
"You are mine. My submissive." He growled lowly.
"Yours." Harry breathed in agreement. Draco bent down and captured Harry's lips in a slow smoldering kiss that left them both breathless and wanting. Severus cleared his throat and Draco raised his head to glare at his godfather.
"I thought you would like to know that breakfast is starting soon and since Harry never got around to making anything you will be joining the rest of your school mates." Severus said smoothly.
"Fine." Draco snapped still glaring at Severus. Severus rolled his eyes at his godson and left them to finish getting ready for the day.
"Finally he's gone!" Draco exclaimed turning back to Harry. "Now I can proceed to snog you senseless." Draco said as he lowered his face. Harry looked up at him a small smile of happiness on his lips and his emerald eyes shining with love and lust. Draco groaned softly as he backed them up until the back of his knees touched the couch. He sat down heavily, pulling Harry down to straddle his lap.
"Love you so much, want you so bad." Draco moaned as he swept his hands down Harry's back to cup his arse and press him closer. Harry sighed softly and leaned down to press his lips firmly against Draco's. Draco swiped his tongue along Harry's bottom lip and was delighted when his mouth fell open to allow his tongue entrance. They spent a few long minutes exploring each other's mouth and memorizing each other's taste before Harry pulled back breathing hard, his face flushed with passion and his lips swollen. Draco groaned at the image and arched up into his mate. Harry whimpered and pushed down against Draco before shaking his head.
"We have to go to breakfast, Dray." He whimpered. Draco ignored him instead placing his hands on Harry's hips as they moved against each other to create much needed friction.
"Not hungry for food." Draco growled as he bit sharply on Harry's neck before soothing the bite with his tongue. Harry gasped and tilted his head to the side offering more of his neck.
"D-draco. Mmmhh, so good." Harry breathed. Harry knew they needed to get to breakfast but it was impossible to focus on anything when Draco was doing such wicked things with his tongue. They were both panting by now and Harry had to force himself to stop rutting against the blond Adonis.
"Dr-draco. Dominant I'm hungry." Harry moaned as Draco lifted his head from his neck to attach their mouths together. " Dominant! I'm really hungry! The Dursleys- ahh- never let me- oh Merlin!- have something t-to- gods so good- eat. Draco!" Harry tried to get out as Draco rolled them over on the couch and settled between his legs pressing their hard lengths together. Draco froze and looked at Harry his eyes flickering between their natural grey and Veela silver.
"Dursleys." He snarled. "Yes, you need to eat. You are far too skinny." Draco pulled himself away from his mate reluctantly. "Come along Harry, we must get you some food." Draco said as he straightened his robes and ran a hand through his hair. Both of them were breathing hard and their erections were clearly still visible. Draco closed his eyes and took deep breaths before holding his hand out to Harry.
"Come on submissive." He said. Harry took his hand and together they left their rooms and headed for the Great Hall.
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"Here comes Potter and Malfoy, the poncy gits." Ron growled as the doors banged open and everyone turned to watch their entrance. Ron made a disgusted sound as Potter and Malfoy began to kiss right there in front of everybody.
Potter made his way towards the Gryffindor table and sat next to Neville. Ron glared as they began to talk with each other, ignoring everybody else. Hermione sat silently next to him, watching and evaluating everything. She turned back to her charms book with a dismissive sniff.
"Potter, what do you think you're doing here? Don't you have a slimy Death Eating boyfriend to go whore yourself to?" Ron asked acidly. Potter stiffened and turned towards him slowly and Ron smirked at the fury on his face.
"Listen to me, Weasley and make sure you actually pay attention." Harry growled lowly. "If you ever in your life try to cheapen my relationship with Draco again I will punish you."
"What could you possibly do? Pay someone to curse me? I don't think they'll want the…services you could provide and besides, Malfoy doesn't seem the type to share his property." Ron sneered.
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"That is it!" Harry shouted, he had no idea why he was getting so angry but he did know that he was tired of everybody treating him like crap. He stood and prepared to launch himself across the table at Ron. Neville jumped up and grabbed him around the waist and Harry slammed down onto the table instead.
"Let me go! Neville, get off! I'll fucking tear him to shreds!" Harry hissed.
"No! Harry you have to calm down! I know you really want to kill him but there are too many people around. You could get in trouble." Neville grunted as he tried to keep his grip on a struggling Harry.
"What are you doing?" A cold voice snarled behind Neville. Neville turned and met the cold eyes of Draco.
"Go back to your own table Death Eater; we don't want scum like you polluting our area." Ron snapped. Harry growled and finally managed to break free of Neville's hold. He scrambled across the table, ignored the shouts of his name, and punched Ron in the stomach. The red head doubled over as the breath whooshed out of his body. Harry pulled his arm back and delivered another hard punch to the side of his face. Ron fell to the ground and Harry was about to kick him in the ribs.
"Submissive, stop!" Draco shouted and Harry froze, breathing hard and glaring down at Ron who lay whimpering at his feet. Draco quickly jumped across the table and wrapped his arms around Harry.
"Merlin! What's gotten into you?" Draco asked, gazing down at the enraged teen.
"I won't have him talking bad about the one good thing I have, Draco. I won't stand for it. Something just snapped and I needed to put him in his place so badly. I had to defend you." Harry whispered, pressing his face into Draco's shoulder.
"Well you've done it now. Dumbledore's likely to try and give you detention for this." Draco sighed and Harry just shrugged his shoulders.
"Mr. Potter! What is the meaning of this?" McGonagall shouted as she rushed over with Dumbledore and Snape. Harry glared at her, fury still pumping through his veins, and pointed at Ron who was being pulled up from the floor.
"This disgusting piece of trash dared to try to cheapen the bond between me and my Dominant." Harry snarled. "Draco is mine, Professor and I will not allow anyone to degrade what is mine." Draco could only stare at Harry in shock. He had never seen the raven haired teen so furious and the possessiveness was rolling off him in waves.
"Be that as it may, it does not give you the right to attack a fellow student. I am afraid I will have to give you detention for three weeks, Mr. Potter." Dumbledore sighed sadly.
"Actually Headmaster," Draco sneered stepping up beside his mate. "Harry had every right to attack the Weasel. Veela laws overpower Wizarding law. A Veela may take any measures to protect their mate from what they feel endangers said mate and a Veelas mate may use any means to protect their Veela in similar situations." Draco smirked. Dumbledore's eyes flashed in annoyance before clearing.
"Ah, well then is seems we can do nothing about it. I revoke your detentions, Mr. Potter." Dumbledore said,
"What?" Ron shouted. "He's just going to get away with it? He just attacked me and you aren't going to even punish him?" Ron stepped forward to glare at Dumbledore.
"That's because they can't, Weasley. I can do anything I want, anything, and I won't be punished. So I suggest you watch what you say about my Dominant the next time you decide to open your unintelligent mouth and speak." Harry hissed at him before grabbing Draco's arm and dragging him from the Great Hall.
"Harry? Emerald, calm down!" Draco said as he pulled him to a stop.
"No!" Harry growled. "I am so sick and tired of people talking shit about what I love most and calling me evil and saying I'm insane! If they keep this up I might just say 'Fuck it' and let Voldemort kill all their ungrateful arses." Harry looked up at Draco and Draco gasped. Harry's eyes were completely green and he was reminded of how his own eyes turned completely silver in the face of his anger.
"Harry your eyes!" He breathed, brushing fingers lightly over Harry's cheek. Harry blinked at him in confusion and his eyes slowly went back to normal.
"What about them?" Harry asked. Draco hesitated then shook his head. He would need to do more research before he voiced his suspicion. If he was correct it would also explain Harry's extreme anger.
"Nothing, nothing." Draco said as he wrapped an arm around Harry's waist. "Let's head to class yeah? Going on the past five years of school I'm assuming we have potions first." Draco sighed as he led Harry towards the dungeons.
"Well, you know what they say about assuming things." Harry smirked up at Draco. Draco peered down at him in confusion.
"No, what do they say?" Draco asked curiously. Harry stared blankly up at him before he burst out laughing and Draco couldn't get him to stop no matter how much he whined.
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The rest of the day passed in relative peace. Harry was pleasantly surprised to find out he had all his classes with Draco, he avoided every Gryffindor except for Neville and shockingly Dean, and he was introduced to Draco's friends whom he decided weren't all that bad. They were currently in the library getting a head start on the potion essay Snape had assigned them when Harry stiffened.
"But Drakie! I don't understand why you want to be with half-blood Potter when I'm a million times better!" The shrill voice of Parkinson reached Harry's ears and he growled lowly. Harry turned to see Parkinson draped all over Draco and all rational though left his mind. He stood quickly, leaned over Draco to plant his hand right in Parkinson's face and pushed hard sending her crashing to the floor.
"My dominant, Parkinson. Mine." Harry growled, glaring murderously at her. "Touch him again and I'll kill you." It was completely silent for a moment and then the Slytherin's broke out laughing while Draco beamed up at him. Harry furrowed his eyes in confusion as Parkinson got up from the floor and smiled at him.
"Guess you were right, Draco. He definitely has some snake in him. Congratulations, Potter, you're officially one of us." Parkinson said.
"What?" Harry asked still confused.
"They didn't believe me when I said you were perfect for me and wanted to make sure you were worthy of being my mate so they put on this act to see how you would react and you passed." Draco explained. Harry went still at the words and his expression slowly became colder.
"And what if I hadn't passed?" Harry asked softly. "What if they didn't find me worthy enough to be with you? Would you have rejected me because I wasn't good enough for you?" Draco's eyes widened and he stood up and reached for Harry, a chill sweeping over him when Harry stepped back.
"Potter that's not what-" Pansy started to say. Harry turned his icy stare to her and she immediately stopped talking.
"Did I ask for your opinion in this conversation? No? Then I suggest you shut the hell up and let me say what I want to say." Harry snarled at her, his eyes flickering between completely emerald and normal, before turning back to Draco.
"You are an insensitive arse, Draco Malfoy. If you ever do something like this again just to prove to your friends that I belong with you there will be consequences." Harry said crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at Draco. Draco stiffened, his inner Veela telling him to set his submissive straight. He was the dominant and he did not take orders from his submissive.
"Watch your tone when you talk to me, Potter. I am your dominant and you will show me proper respect." Draco hissed, narrowing his eyes.
"I'll show you proper respect when you stop being such a jerk!" Harry snapped back. Draco stepped closer and gripped Harry's arm tightly. Harry tried to twist away and whimpered slightly when the hand just tightened.
"Draco, let him go. You don't want to hurt him, do you?" Zabini said stepping up beside the blond and placing a hand on his shoulder. Draco blinked and looked down at the pained and slightly fearful face of his mate and instantly let go, his Veela screaming in agony over hurting his mate.
"Oh, Merlin! Harry, I-I'm so sorry!" Draco gasped, reaching out a hesitant hand. Harry stumbled back before turning and running from the library leaving Draco behind to stare after him, deep regret and self-loathing in his dull grey eyes.
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Harry ran to the only person he could talk to, Severus Snape. He knocked loudly on the potion master's door and toppled in when he heard the soft, "Come in".
"Professor can I…can I talk to you?" Harry stammered, rubbing at his slightly aching arm where Draco had grabbed him.
"What is it you would like to talk about, Potter?" Severus asked softly as he motioned for him to take seat and called a house-elf to bring them some tea.
"It's about Draco. Well, him and the other Slytherins." Harry said as he took the cup Severus held out for him and sipped at his tea, sighing as the warmth spread through him.
"What did they do now?" Severus sighed. Harry bit his lip and looked up uncertainly at his professor.
"Do you think I'm worthy of being Draco's mate?" He asked. "Do you think I'm good enough for him?"
"Of course you are you would not be his mate otherwise. What brought on this insecurity?" Severus asked perplexed.
"The Slytherins wanted to see if I was good enough for him so they had Parkinson coming on to him all day. She was all over him and tried to convince him she was a better choice than I was and it finally got to me so I pushed her off him and threatened her. They said my reaction was very Slytherin like and that they approved. Draco knew they were testing me, he knew they didn't think I should be with him and I asked him what he would have done if I hadn't passed his friends little test. He said I was being disrespectful and he…he grabbed my arm really tight. He only let go when Zabini said something. I didn't stick around after that." Harry said, rubbing at his arm again.
"Did he hurt you?" Severus hissed angrily. Harry hesitated and then flinched when Severus stood and moved swiftly towards him. Severus froze, silently cursing Draco and making a mental note to talk to the sixth year Slytherins later tonight. "I just want to see if you were hurt, Harry. I promise I will not hurt you." Severus gently pushed up Harry's robe sleeves and sighed in relief at the unblemished skin.
"I will be having a talk with my godson and the sixth year Slytherins later." Severus growled.
"No! You don't have to go through all that trouble for me. I'm not worth the…the discord it would cause in your house." Harry said.
"Yes, you are and I will not let you say otherwise. If you do not wish to return to my idiot godson you are welcome to stay here. I am going over the lesson plans for the first semester." Severus offered. Harry nodded gratefully and settled deeper into the couch as he drank his tea. A loud knock on the door startled him out of his light dose as did the voice calling frantically.
"Sev? Sev, I need your help! Please!" Draco's voice reached them and Severus looked at Harry who had tensed up and was now clutching his cup tightly. Severus walked calmly to the door and opened it glaring down at Draco.
"Can I help you, Mr. Malfoy?" He asked coolly. Draco darted in pass him and began to pace agitatedly.
"Sev, I did something really stupid and now I can't find Harry anywhere!" He wailed worriedly. Severus sighed and closed his door.
"Harry is here and has told me exactly what you and your friends did." Severus said. Draco whirled around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Harry standing nervously on the other side of the room.
"Harry!" he exclaimed happily as he darted forward. Harry flinched and stumbled backwards and despair filled Draco's eyes.
"Harry I am so, so very sorry. Please, I never meant to hurt your feelings or…or grab you that hard." Draco nearly sobbed. Harry didn't look up at him, instead keeping his eyes firmly fixed on the ground.
"Harry? Harry, please talk to me." Draco begged. Harry looked up and glared coolly at the blond Veela.
"You hurt me, Draco. Not only did you completely disregard my feelings but you…" Harry looked away from Draco, "you grabbed me, like my uncle used to right before he threw me into my cupboard or dragged me upstairs for a beating. I was so afraid that you were going to hit me." A broken sob from Draco cut him off and Harry looked up at the blond. "First you lied to me about our rooms and tricked me into telling the others about what happened this summer and you let your friends make me think I didn't deserve to be with you even though it's true and-"
"No! No, that's not true. I don't deserve you. I've done nothing but hurt you since we left for Hogwarts and I am so sorry. I just…I wanted you to have people in your own house that you could talk to and I wanted to prove to my friends that there was no one better for me than you. I-I didn't mean to grab you like that. My Veela didn't like the fact that my submissive was ordering me around and I couldn't fight the instincts. Harry, I'm sorry."
"I think you two should spend a few days apart to think things through. Draco will stay in the guest rooms here and Harry will stay in your rooms." Severus said. Draco turned to glare at him.
"You can't keep us apart! I need him!" Draco snapped. Severus narrowed his eyes and Draco paled slightly.
"Harry needs time to get over his fears and insecurities. By the look of things a day or two away from you should do him wonders. Besides this will fool the old man into thinking his plan to tear you apart is going spectacularly. You will do as you are told, Draco." Severus said. Draco nodded stiffly and turned back to Harry.
"Harry? What do you think about this?" Draco asked softly.
"I think that I don't want to be away from you even though you are being a bastard, but this is a good idea." Harry sighed, wrapping his arms around his waist defensively. Draco flinched but nodded.
"If it's what you want." He whispered.
"Dinner is about to be served. I suggest we make our way up so we will not be late." Severus said. Harry nodded and followed Severus and Draco to the Great Hall wondering if things would work out between him and Draco. Before they reached the big oak doors Harry grabbed Draco's hand and held him back.
"Harry?" The blond asked gently. Harry hesitated before launching himself into Draco's arms. He pressed his lips softly against his dominants and the two shared a slow gentle kiss full of apologies and forgiveness and love.
"I love you, dominant." Harry breathed. "I just need some time to…think about some things.
"I love you, too, submissive." Draco whispered. "You take however long you need, Harry. I want you to be able to trust me." Harry smiled gently and knew that they would get through this together and come out stronger than before.