Chapter 5

Almost Found

Ron was having a hard time thwarting Lavender Brown from his side ever since he locked eyes with her in his brothers' shop. He didn't mind attention. He loved it to be truthful. He just didn't want it from her. She followed him around scaring away anyone that looked twice at him. It was starting to get a bit annoying.

"Ron," Lavender finally spoke up after a while of silently stalking him through the halls.

"Yes?" Ron tried hard to not let his annoyance seep through.

"I...just wanted to say I am sorry for your loss," she whispered.

"Is this all you want to say?" Ron asked looking at her curiously.

"Ah! No," She blushed, "I wanted to ask you to go out with me." Ron didn't answer he just watched her not really knowing how to respond. He was never asked out before but he didn't want to be rude and tell her outright no.

"Um, well you see..." Ron started.

"You don't have to answer now!" Lavender squeaked before running away disabling Ron's attempt at rejection.

"Weasley," Ron heard a familiar voice. It was a voice of a person he is still trying hard not to hate.

"Malfoy," Ron turned to look at the blonde Slytherin surprised not to see Harry anywhere near him. After the whole fiasco with Hermione, which Ron still has a hard time trying to get over, Harry has almost never left Mal-Draco alone.

"I think we need to talk," Draco spoke looking a little wary. Another surprised since he never thought Draco would put any effort with him since he was Harry's friend. He thought that they would have a lets-stand-each-other-for-Harry kind of relationship.

"Oh okay," Ron grumbled unsure how to act since he is more used to fighting with him then talking friendly.

"Don't worry I am not asking you to be friends just yet but maybe one day we can get to that point if you care to," Draco said holding his hands up making Ron relax a bit.

"What is it that you want to talk about?" Ron asked.

"Lets talk somewhere else," Draco nodded walking past Ron and down the hall. Reluctantly he followed.

/BREAK/

Regulus was in the library sitting in the back trying hard to concentrate on the text in front of him but for some reason all he can do is stare at Harry Fucking Potter who is sitting across the with room studying, more like talking to his roommates, giving off an air of carelessness. He has been studying the Gryffindor for the last few days as if something changed in him. Ever since he came out of the infirmary Regulus has not been able to look away. He could tell his creature side was screaming at him to go talk to the guy but Regulus was smart. If Potter wanted to talk to him he can come talk to him. No way was he going to be the first to start the conversation.

Then for the first time in the whole hour Regulus has been in the same room as Harry Fucking Potter they locked eyes. He tried to look away but for some reason the Gryffindor held him there. Then in an instant Regulus watched as Potter's eyes changed from Green to Gold making him jump finally snapping him out of his trance. Within a blink of an eye Regulus was out of the library knowing full well that Potter watched him leave.

He got to the Slytherin common room, spotted his best friend George and rushed to sit next to him, "hey."

"Sup," George replied without really looking up from what he was doing. That is how he is and since Regulus was used to it he took no offense to it.

"So I am thinking of going on a diet," Regulus started off like he always did. It was a ritual.

"Why are the two doofuses bugging you again because if they are I will hurt them muggle style," George answered nonchalantly. Again a ritual answer.

"No, I am just tired of not being able to see my feet." ritual.

"Well your feet aren't that nice too look at," well that is new.

"Ouch. What got your panties in a twist?" Regulus asked.

"Just spicing it up a bit," George smirked finally looking up from his work.

"Now I am worth your attention am I?" Regulus chuckled.

"You? Never," George laughed back. With that Regulus just smiled wide and the image of golden eyes left his mind.

/BREAK/

Harry came back to the room to find Draco laying on his stomach, biting his lip, and reading a book about complex potions. Harry just smiled at the blond knowing he wasn't going to get a response. Draco has been trying to 'step up' their relationship but he refuses to relent until they find their third counterpart.

"I may have found our missing significant other," Harry spoke up knowing it will peak Draco's interest.

"Oh really now? Who do you think it is Saint Potter?" Draco only calls him that when he is annoyed and doesn't believe a word Harry tells him. Slowly these past few days Harry learned a lot about Draco and found out how much character was behind the cold, mean facade.

"Well...I don't know his name but I was sitting in the library and for an hour or so I could feel someone staring at me so I naturally I look up. I mean the feeling wasn't strong like it was for you but there was something there that pulled me towards him," Harry ranted a bit and stayed silent as Draco looked more and more bored.

"Who is it?" Draco pressed trying to get Harry to give him a name.

"I..." Harry turned pink, "I don't know his name."

"Fine describe him," Draco huffed knowing full well that this guy was no Gryffindor.

"Well he is a Slytherin-" Harry began.

"Got an eye for us snakes do you?" Draco laughed making Harry turn even more pink. He hated being in this kind of position. Hated being in the position of being interrogated.

"Let me finish," Harry glared at his mate finally moving Draco's legs to make room for himself on the couch, "the one that is..."

"That is?" Harry knew Draco was starting to get annoyed but he didn't want to insult the guy he was describing because he could be their mate and he would love him even if he was over weight, though he didn't know if Draco would.

"He is a bit on the heavier side. The quiet one that Goyle and Crabbe always make fun of because he gets worse grade then they do," Harry explained watching Draco's reaction.

"No. Fucking. Way," Draco growled, "if he is then that kid is going on the biggest diet I can find. No Malfoy was seen with a fat person as a choice of partner, ever and I refuse to be the first."

"So self-centered are we now?" Harry raised an eyebrow at Draco.

"Well anyway his name is Regulus Atticus Hawking," Draco finally gave a name to the mysterious face.

"Lets watch him for a while and see what happens. I mean both of because I will also have to see him as a mate for it to be truly him," Draco huffed slamming his book shut and almost stomping to the bathroom in annoyance. Making Harry laugh.

A/N: I AM SO SORRY. I had a stressed filled semester last semester and I couldn't find the time to write and during winter break I couldn't access the webpage, then I discarded all the chapters because I didn't like them. So here it is, the next chapter that is utterly overdue. Please Read, Review, Follow and Favorite :)