Hiya, this WILL be slash (Harry/Draco). There, you are warned, if you don't like slash then don't read. Please, please, please review, they made my small boring life so much better. XP. This will have some Dark Angel themes. Hope you enjoy. Inspired by I-Like–Llamas "Harry Potter and the Perfect Soldier."
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"This means dreams"" Speaking"
"Thoughts"
Love/Hate Yourself
Chapter 1
"Draco." That voice was far way sounding. It also meant that he would have to get up soon, leaving his little man-made heaven.
You see Draco Malfoy was a wizard, but not just any wizard. Both his parents were veelas', making him a full blood veela. Because of his blood he could control his attraction, an ability that came in very handy. His parents taught him how to control this summer; he came into his inheritance at the beginning of summer. To come into you inheritance you had to be sixteen. The only down side to this was his need to find his life mate, his one and only, love of his life,soul mate, you get the picture. And tonight, he was in the middle of a steamy dream.
Draco put his arms around the smaller boy in front of him. Wait, BOY, my mate is a boy! Not that it matters to me. The boy let out a small, soft moan that made Draco's cotton pants become tight.
"Mine. Always mine" Draco's voice sounded husky. As his warm breath touched the back of his mates' soft neck, his mate started to shiver in pleasure. Bringing his lips down, Draco placed feather soft kisses, tasting the skin as he went. Another soft moan came out of the full lush lips that Draco knew were there. Draco's lips moved up to kiss the black silky hair, his arms rubbing his mates soft arms. A soft tail wrapped around his waist. WHAT, where'd that come from!
"Always yours' Draco." That voice its' so… so… familiar. But why wont you let me see your face.
"Draco, get up now!" the voice was closer. Draco's mind released that the voice belonged to Lucius, his father. Slowly opening an eye, Draco was surprised to see his father smiling.
Not many people know, but Malfoy Sr. would do anything for his only son. Even if it meant going against Lord Voldemort. Everyone thought that Lucius was a cold-hearted, arrogant bastard, but whenever something was wrong with his family, people saw his true colours.
"Dracohas beenhaving the dreams, that means that his mate has turned sixteen." Narcissas' beautiful voice filled the room. "Come my Dragon, today's September the first, meaning that you go back to Hogwarts today." Narcissas' voice was oddly cheerful at the moment, but then again, when no one was around to judge her she was like a small child; hard to anger and very playful, much to the family's surprise, not even her own sister, Bellatrix, know how much she enjoyed life.
"Yes, and you might meet your mate on the train ride," Added Lucius.
"And I'm going to teach there also, don't forget that!" Narcissa was nearing to the point of jumping on Dracos' king-sized bed.
"Huh?" Came Dracos' smart reply.
"Dumbledore had to get a replacement for Divination. The fluke that called herself a Seer had to go see her sister, having the year off to help her get better. If she was a real Seer she would have knew that her sister was sick. Snape thought that it would be better if we were around to help you find your mate." Narcissa was now jumping on Draco's bed. He couldn't help it; he had to laugh, seeing his clam and imposing mother jumping around like a five-year-old.
"Dose that mean you'll both be staying at Hogwarts?"
"Yes Draco. Now, go and get ready. The house-elf's have already packed your things."
"Yes father."
The train ride to Hogwarts was a total bore. Luckily, he wasn't made a prefect; Mudblood and Weasel were the Gryffindork prefects. He told his bodyguards to wait for him in their compartment while he went to see someone quickly.
What they didn't know was that he was looking for his mate. He could smell him on the train, but it was an old scent. Like he hadn't come the train today; but that couldn't be right, he know that his mate was younger than he was, but his mate was also in his year and someone he know. But who?
Hermione and Ron were worried. They hadn't seen or heard from Harry all summer. Not even a note to beg them to get him away from the Dursleys'. They couldn't write to him because he told Hedwig, his owl, to stay with Ron and not to deliver any mail. He also asked Ron to look after his wand for him, cloak and the Marauders Map.
They thought nothing of the last request. Harry was always asking them to look after his things.
As the train pulled into the station, they had looked in every part of the train with no results. What if Harry never got on the train in the first place? What if Harry's uncle had badly hurt him? On the way to the horse-less carriages, Hermione and Ron look everywhere with no luck.
"Hey guys." Ginny's voice was cheerful like always. But then she looked at their worried faces and asked, "what's wrong? And where's Harry?"
Ginny still had a crush on Harry, her hero, the Boy-Who-Lived; and after having him stay at the Weasley's house during the summer, her small crush had turned into the point of a full blown obsession.
"We don't know! He haven't seen him anywhere!" Hermione was crying like no tomorrow.
"Come on. We'll ask Dumbledore before we eat dinner." Ginny said with a Mrs. Weasley-like tone. Ron nodded his head, not trusting his voice at all. Jumping into the last carriage, the three teens wished to carriages would move faster.
After the sorting, the four house were chatting to each other about their summers. Draco looked around trying to find where the Boy-Who-Wouldn't-Bloody-Die was. That was when he noticed the empty sent between Mudblood and Weasel. After pointing this small detail out to his friends, Blaise Zabini, Crabbe and Goyle, he waited to start making some trouble.
"To all returning students I would like to say welcome back and the all first years welcome and I hope you enjoy your stay here. Now some start of term notices, the forbidden forest is just that; forbidden. Our caretaker, Mr Filch, has informed me that the list of banned objects is in front of his office, which is now at a total of 569 items. This year we are lucky to have some new teachers. Back by popular demand is Professor Lupin, who will be teaching DADA. Mrs Malfoy who has kindly agreed to teach Divination, and Mr Malfoy who will be helping Professor Snape. Now, lets' eat"
Before the food appeared, Draco stood up and, in a very clear voice so that everyone could hear him, said:
"Sir, where's Harry Potter?"
If Draco wanted a reaction, he got one. Every head turned to look at where Harry Potter normally sat; but to everyone's shock he was not there. For once Dumbledores face turned serious, the twinkle that was always in his eyes gone. A quite "Accio" later, a small flat stone landed in Dumbledores' hand.
"Let us hear what your brother hears."
Soul Stones. Harry Potter had a Soul Stone; impossible. They are beyond rare. Oh look, there goes Mudblood telling everyone what they are I see. Draco thought back to what little he had read about Soul Stones:
Soul Stones are very rare flat stones. No one knows how they are made, not even the Elves. Soul Stones are always found in pairs and are identical, but no two pairs are the same. When the Stones are separated and in different areas, people can hear what is going on in the area one of the stones are; they can also act like the Floo Network (turn to page 264).
Draco was brought out of his musing by two voices. Draco couldn't tell who the voices belonged to.
"He's gone. They'll never know." That voice was definitely male.
"Yes, but what if these… these…these freaks come looking for the little brat?" That voice, if you could call it that, was female.
"Now, now pet. He's gone now and there's nothing no one can do about it."
"If you say so."
"Students will return to their dorms immediately. Can the Head of House's come with me and can the rest of the staff make sure the corridors are clear." Said Dumbledore, a hint of worry in his voice.
"Trust Potter to causes trouble before term starts." Mumbled Snape. For some reason Draco felt a ping of anger at these words. Wait, why should I feel angry about how Snape feels about Potter?
"Not now Snape. For all we know Mr Potter could be hurt. These stones don't lie."
And with that said, Dumbledore got up and walked out of the room. The Heads of houses close behind.
Walking towards the hospital wing, Dumbledore stopped in front of a portrait of the solar system. The stars moved to form the word PASSWORD.
"Phoenix Rising"
The portrait opened to show a big, bare room.
"Albus, what is this room?" Asked McGonagall.
"This, my dear, is Hogwarts Apparition (SP?) Room. This will be the quickest way to number 4 Privet Drive." That said everyone got ready to rescue Harry.
There you go. Chap. 1 done. Tell me what you think about it. Please be nice when reviewing.