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Chapter 6:

The Tug Part 1

Draco couldn't get over it. The more he looked at the fat kid, the more he wanted to bitch slap himself for wanting him. He was fat. FAT. How could he want him? It was disgusting thinking about it, but he, of course, had to admit to Harry that he felt the tug too.

So, as a plan Draco would spend some time in Slytherin to discover whether or not Hawkings was truly the one. It was easy enough since the kid seemed to have a routine that Draco was able to memorize. Hawkings would go to the library after class, go eat lunch, sit at the lake with some friend, go eat dinner, study some more, get tossed around by Crabbe and Goyle, then sit in the common room with the same friend and then head to bed. He even watched how the guy ate and was still wondering how a guy who eats just as much as he does gets so fat so fast? Maybe he eats sweets after midnight? It wasn't clicking into place, and that bothered Draco immensely. What if he had a disease that made him fat? But of course Draco would have to, begrudgingly, accept it.

Now Draco sat next to Harry at the dining hall munching on food glaring holes at Hawkings. Maybe if he stared long enough, the guy would suddenly lose all that weight. Harry didn't seem to pay attention to Draco's actions as he talked to Thomas about their essay for Care of Magical Creatures. Draco cringed at the topic, but that didn't matter since Draco wouldn't stop Harry from taking it.

"Draco," Harry's voice shook Draco out of his glare making him look up at his mate.

"Yes?" He replied feigned innocence.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked teasingly making the blonde blush.

"I...uh was watching Hawkings," Draco mumbled.

"Oh looked more like you were trying to melt his fat off through glaring," Longbottom laughed making Draco turn even more red.

"Don't tease him too much he might start to glare at us and make our limbs fall off," Thomas continued earning his own glare from Draco allowing the whole group to laugh, "don't you think Ron?"

"Hmm," he was all he replied to before getting up and leaving the table. Harry watched his best friend looking a bit confused and hurt since Weasley never passed an opportunity to make fun of the blonde and to watch him leave like that made the whole group confused.

"Maybe he is just having a bad day," Longbottom tried looking at Harry, who still had his eyes on the great hall's doors.

"I doubt it. He has been acting weird since this morning," Harry replied finally looking back at Longbottom. Ever since the incident with Granger the whole school has been acting differently around Harry. Most Gryffindors ignored him, Ravenclaws studied him from afar, Hufflepuffs ran the other direction, and surprisingly Slytherins stood by him but then again they would back their Prince, who backs Harry making them newly formed allies.

"Everything is going to be alright Harrison James Potter," Draco smiled pronouncing his whole name forcing Harry to smile back.

"I know," Harry nuzzled into Draco's neck making the blonde giggle, "I know."

Draco was sitting in his room when a cloth covered his face. At first he panicked then he realized it was his towel. He pulled it off and came face to face with a naked Blaise Zabini. He just smiled at his friend before he got up to get his shower supplies. It was a running joke between them that the blonde carried all the world's hair products like a rich man brought around his bling.

"Can't have you forget to bring your 100+ shampoos," Blaise joked grabbing a few to help. The both walked quickly to the showers so they could find the best stalls that were the two in the back left-hand corner. As they approached the shower room, Draco began to feel a tremendous tug. He must be feeling Hawkings, but the tug was never this great.

Blaise walked into the shower room first with Draco quickly following behind. Then it hit him. The greatest tug he felt since Harry. It was strong and immobilizing. He stood at the door stunned since the place was filled with people behind curtains he didn't know who it was. Draco was only brought back to reality as Blaise grabbed his arm and pulled him toward their designated shower stalls. He fumbled as he moved since the tug made it quite hard for him to move. His instincts told him to stand still and wait for his mate to come, but his logical brain was crying out to get moving. To run. He didn't want to run into the man that was to be his mate just yet. He needed Harry. He needed to make sure he was completely safe.

Blaise pushed him into a stall only for it to expand into a luxurious bathroom. This place was enchanted this way so that Slytherin students could enjoy their baths with peace. As he stood there holding all his hair products, Blaise came around and began to prepare the bath. It was weird since Blaise, and he haven't done this since he came to his Veela inheritance a few months back. It is considered insulting to see a Veela in such vulnerable state and to be polite Blaise stayed away even though they would never be in that kind of relationship. Blaise was a playboy he liked both men and women but if he dates a man he instantly took the submissive role in the relationship, making it impossible for them to work. So as a compromise Draco and Blaise wore their swim trunks to keep their chastity and not make Harry angry.

Draco just stood there completely stiff due to the great tug pulling at him. It was like a giant rope being pulled by a large animal trying to bring him closer to being devoured. He was scared, but Blaise knocked him out of his reverie when he threw him in the warm waters of the bath. Draco squealed when he surfaced only to find a laughing Blaise climbing in after him. He cursed at his best friend but knew he meant well. Blaise always had a way of dealing with Draco that no one else did which made him special in his way. But no matter how close Blaise was Draco wasn't about to tell him about the tug. It was a piece of information for Harry's ears first.

And of course he was going to tell him...after this relaxing bath with his best friend.

In the next stall over Regulus sat in his bath alone allowing the water to soak his feathers on his wings. It is mandatory for any winged creature to wash their wings at least once every two weeks and today was Regulus's day to clean them. He studied his wings as he picked at it to get out anything that came in between the feathers. They were different shades of very dark blue that they could be mistaken for black. At least it matched his hair and eye colors since they were both black as well. His mom and brothers always called him Raven and now he could see why as he looked at the attached mirror across from his bath.

He continued to pick at his wings when he felt it, the tug. He stopped halfway through unmoving as the tug came from outside the stall. He knew he wasn't alone there were at least four other stalls taken, but there seemed to be a new comer...and that the new comer was his mate. Regulus was frozen in place as his mind was at war. A part of him wanted to run out there and claim the man and the other part was screaming for escape. The latter was winning, and he waited to see if anyone would enter his stall and when no one did he gathered his things casted his glamour and ran out the room.

Regulus was nowhere near ready to mate. He couldn't care less if that put him and his mates through torture. It would be better since there was no risk, and he wasn't bound to anyone. If they never found him that is. He could get away with it. If he stayed away long enough they would forget about him, and their creatures would begin to find someone else to fill his role and he would be mateless. That would work...it had to work...he couldn't stand the thought of being bound to someone just to be ditched in the end. His mother was the greatest example! His father said he loved her and his brothers yet he obliterated any memory of them from everyone's mind. He abandoned him and his family because he was a coward. He would not be able to stand it if he were left behind.

No, he would not allow it. Regulus Atticus Hawkings will stay single until he is ready, and that won't change for a very very long time.