Chapter Eight:

Split Moment

Regulus knew Potter was on vendetta. He stalked the halls constantly as if looking for something or someone for that matter. Potter was trying to find him and he was a storm of rage that it even scared Malfoy away. He sat in Potions in the back of the room listening to Snape criticized every potion he came across that did not look perfect. So distracted that he actually made the perfect batch on his first go without any failure. Though he did not realize his slip up until the professor walked up to his cauldron and spoke, "Well, well, who would have thought that you had some talent for potions. Maybe you are not a lost cause just yet."

Shit, was all he could think about as the whole class turned to look at him. He stood there under his glamour shaking in terror at the realization of his mistake. How could he be so stupid. His eyes wandered around the room to notice Potter staring at him darkly like he was trying to figure him out. Then he say Malfoy stare at him in wonder and annoyance at someone outsmarting him in potions. He hated his godfather complementing him with any kind of complement.

"Uh, sorry Professor," Regulus gulped, "I cheated." a total lie but it was to save his own hide.

"Oh?" Snape looked at Regulus not really believing his lie but went along with it, "twenty points from Slytherin and detention tonight Mr. Hawkings." With that Snape went back to his tormenting.

"Yes sir," Regulus breathed out in relief looking at his potions hoping that it had sabotaged itself. As he sat in his seat reading the potions book, not really having enough time to restart it, he could feel two pairs of eyes continue to bare holes in his skull. He knew the two monstrosities, his new nickname for them, were staring at him. But like he said he would not give in to them. They don't feel the tug as they do without the glamour so they know he is not their mate, right?

Regulus's thoughts grew darker as he began to realize that maybe they will begin to piece things together. He knew they were not stupid, he would have rejected them if they were, and they could begin to put it all into place and discover his secret. He only hoped that it would not happen.

Blaise Zabini did not know how to respond to the situation he was in. He was walking down the hallway when he came face to face with a looming Ronald Weasley. The redhead looked like he could devour him with just his eyes and it terrified the Italian. He stood in the hallway late for potions and the man refused to move. Zabini was half tempted to tell Weasley to shove off but a part of him knew it would not phase the dazed out man in front of him. The Gryffindor has been staring at him a lot would sit too close during meals he shared at the lion's table to be with his best friend. Something was definitely not okay.

"Hey Weasley, you think you could let me go?" Zabini finally huffed annoyed.

"Only if you call me by name, Blaise," Weasley smirked, "and I mean in thought as well. We are going to get very close real soon."

"What the f-" Blaise never got to finish his sentence when a pair of lips crashed against his. He saw stars.

The kiss lasted longer than Blaise would like to admit and felt a lot better than he would like to admit. Blaise was very much Bisexual but he never felt such a rush from kissing anyone like he felt when Wea-Ron kissed him. He cursed at himself for correcting his mind into calling the redhead by his first name. Blaise was confused at the situation as Ron still loomed over him smirking as he tried to breath and think all at the same time. Then he was gone. In an instant he was walking down the hall towards the classroom as if nothing happened. Blaise blinked. The change in behavior kind of turned him on and scared him at the same time.

Harry kept his eyes locked on Hawkings the whole day. It intrigued him and infuriated him that his mind could not figure the kid out. He knew he felt something for the blonde fat kid but it was never as great as the tug he felt on the field. Though he has yet to feel it again. It pissed him off that his second mate was rejecting them before even giving them a chance. Still, he was determined to find him and make him submit to him before his creature fully submitted to the fact that his mate has rejected him.

He felt Draco hum happily as prepared his ingredients for their potions homework. The blonde was using Harry as a chair sitting on his lap while pressing his back against Harry's chest. That is when they both felt the small tug again to see Hawkings walk into the library keeping his head down. But for a brief moment as Harry's eyes trailed Hawkings something happened. Hawkings changed. For a brief moment the tug grew so large that he felt like he was on the Quidditch field again. Hawkings, did not look short, fat and blonde at all. For a brief moment he was exact opposite of all those characteristics. He looked the fading figure in the crowd. Then that moment was gone. It was enough though, to convince Harry that Hawkings was hiding the fact that he was their second mate.

"Hey Harry and Malfoy," Neville came up and sat down next to him on the floor preparing his ingredients for the potions homework. Draco took it upon himself to teach Neville how to brew. This homework was easy brew a simple potion with a two foot long essay about the benefits and consequences of the very potion.

"Hey Nev," Harry murmured distracted which caught his blonde mate's attention.

"You okay Harry?" Draco asked looking at him worriedly.

"I am fine Mon Amour," Harry whispered kissing Draco's head to reassure his mate. Draco has been trying to teach Harry some French and since he learned how to say 'my love' in French that is the only thing Harry calls him by if not by name.

Harry still watched Hawkings from afar hoping that the slip would happen again. His creature demanded he storm over there and claim what is his but he wanted to play a little game first. He was going to tear Hawkings to shreds first. He was going to mess with his mind and make sure that he falls apart in his arms just when he wants him to. Harry was going to teach Hawkings a lesson for trying to deny him and Draco. But after that he will claim him since he has every right to but not before he is ready.