DISCLAIMER: I have included the disclaimer thus far, so if you havent gotten that one, i dont own this, and two, this contains slash, then i dont know what you want from me.

Chapter 7: umm…what!?

Harry entered the great hall. There were still 12 minutes till midnight, so he quickly grabbed three chicken tacos and a whole bowl of mac & cheese and wolfed it down in 3 minutes. Even after a month like this, some people still stopped and stared as he ate like the dragon he was. (partly)

With 1 minute to go, he drank the potion in one swig, shock clear on his face at the flavour of blood that met his mouth. He distantly heard the clock strike midnight as the world turned to light around him. Before he looked at himself, he looked over at Neville again and at the hufflepuff girl, trying to recall her name. He knew it. Somewhere in his brain. Then he remembered. It was none other than Kyrie Silver! He would make sure to let nevill know so that he could mate and stop getting (extra) evil looks from Snape.

Then, just because he is nice, he looked over at Blaise and saw a creamy orange. Interesting colour, he thought. He looked around and his eyes landed on Ginny. Poor Ginny, she was gonna have to mate with him. And ohhhhhh, Blais wasn't gonna like that. Well, too bad for him.

Looking at his watch, he saw that it was somehow already 12:55! Only five minutes left!

He quickly looked down at himself and saw his aura was silver with gold streaks running through it. Scared at who his mate could be, he slowly scanned the gryffindor table.

No one had it.

That was okay. Maybe a hufflepuff.

No one there had one either. He slowly turned his head to ravenclaw, but still saw no one.

With one minute to go, he slowly scanned the slytherin table. He locked his gaze with Malfoy and saw the same aura as his surrounding him. Shock showed on his every feature as he passed out right into Ron's food.

Draco headed into the great hall in between Blaise and Pansy. They were talking about something or other, but he was busy watching Potter take a drink of something that was definitely not pumpkin juice. A potion no doubt.

He sat down away from his friends, needing to hear himself think. He saw Potter look at Nevill and the hufflepuff again. Then Blaise. And the she-weasel. No. NoNoNoNoNo! There was no way. He couldn't wait for Potter to tell Blaise that! He needed to be there for that.

Potter looked at himself.

He scanned gryffindor.

He scanned hufflepuff.

He scanned ravenclaw.

He slowly Scanned the slytherins.

His eyes landed on him.

His eyes widened.

He fainted into Weasley's food.

But . . . Potter looked at him.

He. had. Potter. for. a. mate.

This would be fun.

A/N - i forgot to update, a LOT has been going on in my life, so i will be putting up 2 chapters in apology. sorry again! -E