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Silver and Cold	By : Dieselsaliva Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 12545 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Silver and Cold

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Rating: Overall NC-17

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K Rowlings unless otherwise noted. It is for entertainment purposes only.

Summary: Draco is part-Veela and forces the bond on Harry? What will the Veela community have to say about it?

Warnings: spoilers for books 1-5 just to be safe. Eventual non-con. OOC for most characters as I'm not too good at writing Snape or Dumbledore to well.

Chapter 2

Draco Malfoy scowled as dozens of students passed him to get to the Great Hall. He kept himself hidden because it was the easiest way for him to be in close proximity with every single student without being seen. It wasn�t until the last student passed him that he remembered Weasley and Granger, being the first students to arrive, run past him towards the Great Hall. Something was odd and he couldn�t figure why, when suddenly it hit him. None of the students at Hogwarts currently were his mate. The only one left that wasn�t at school was Potter. Draco never saw him among the others who passed him.
Potter was his mate and he knew why Granger and Weasley were running. They knew something was wrong with his mate. Draco remembered the dream he woke up to and growled softly in anger. He wanted his mate and he wanted him now.
Draco Malfoy stalked to the Great Hall in a rage. He saw two thirds of �The Golden Trio,� talking frantically with the Headmaster at the Head Table. Draco stomped up to the table and glared at the headmaster. Take me to him, now,� he demanded.
Headmaster Dumbledore could do nothing but nod. �Professor�s Snape and McGonagall would you be so kind as to escort Mr. Malfoy in retrieving his mate. Thank you.�
Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley sputtered in confusion as the two Professors led Malfoy away.
�What the Bleedin Hell is goin on?� Ron demanded of the Headmaster. �Why are you sending the ferret to get Harry? And what the Bloody Hell is this �mate� business?�
Headmaster Dumbledore looked at the two of them sadly, but said nothing. It was Hermione who figured it out of course, and rather quickly too.
�He�s part Veela, isn�t he? That�s the only logical explanation, of course,� she mused. She looked at the Headmaster coldly. �Now that you finally have no say in regards toward Harry, you better believe I will be having words with Malfoy about you. Harry�s begged you every end of term not to go back there, but you kept making him go anyway. We tried to tell you and Harry tried to tell you about them, but you wouldn�t listen. Now everyone will know the truth. I�m going to speak to Malfoy about bring you up on charges and taking it as far as to The Wizengamot.� Hermione hissed in growing anger. She took a quick breath to add to her tirade.

�Don�t you dare try to Obliviate us again. I have everything documented and spelled locked with multiple copies being owled to me regularly as well to a few select people. I�ve always wanted to ask you this: How does it feel to be just like Voldemort?� With that she and Ron turned away, leaving everyone in the Great Hall close enough to hear stunned and for those who couldn�t hear whispering trying to find out.

The Headmaster couldn�t help but feel defeated, his time would soon be over and he knew it. It would be best to walk away than be forced out. Headmaster Dumbledore looked up to see dozens of eyes watching him, waiting to see how he would react. He couldn�t help, but feel as if he failed. Somewhere he went wrong with Harry, but he couldn�t figure out where.

The Headmaster sighed as he ignored the looks he was receiving. He stood and went to the podium. �Would the Head Boy and Head Girl please go to the Entrance Hall and escort the first years here so the sorting may begin.�

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Once outside of the Great Hall Draco stopped the Professors. �I need one of you to go to the Ministry and bring Aurors to meet us. They will likely take your word, Professor McGonagall, over Professor�s Snape�s,� Draco said seriously.
Professor McGonagall looked at the young Veela suspiciously, but she secretly agreed with him. She knew how horrible Harry�s muggle relatives were and hoped Draco would give them a taste of what they�ve done to poor Harry. �Of course, Mr. Malfoy. We shall meet you there.� She left to go outside and passed the anit-apparation wards to apparate to the Ministry.
Professor Snape looked at Draco. �We must floo to Mrs. Figg�s house,� he stated and led the way to the only fireplace, which would allow floo travel in Hogwarts, the Headmaster�s office.
By the time to two had finally left Mrs. Figg�s house and made it passed her questions, Draco Malfoy had worked himself up into a Veela-rage. Professor Snape, sensing the Veela�s anger, pointed out the correct house and allowed his godson to lead their quest.
He said nothing as Draco spat out an unlocking charm on the front door. Snape was surprised his godson left the door intact. He winced when Draco slammed it against the wall, announcing their presence. They stepped inside.
�What are you doing in my house? Get out this instant! I�ve called the police!� A woman came rushing from the kitchen area, yelling shrilly. The wand Draco pointed directly at her stopped her cold.
�You will tell me where Potter is or you will die. Which will it be?� Draco spoke with controlled rage.
�You�re one of those people are you. That freak is in the cupboard where he belongs,� She snapped.
Draco spat out a petrifying curse and was satisfied that she fell over to the ground.

�What is going on here?! What have you done with my wife? Get out of my house. I�ll not have any of you freaks in my house. You�ve already forced the other freak on us! He�ll not be going back to your freak school. He�s living in our house and he�ll learn his place!� A short fat man wailed from behind Draco and Snape.
Professor moved out the way to avoid being hit by the stunner that Draco sent towards the man, who could only be Potter�s uncle. Draco Malfoy stepped further into Number 4 Privet Drive and he had no intention of leaving without his mate. Professor Snape watched, the teacher in him fascinated as his godson used his Veela instincts to locate his mate.
Draco headed for the door with a glass pane, intending to search all rooms on the ground floor first. At the door he paused, looking to his right. He noticed an air vent in the wall underneath the stairs. He frowned in confusion when he saw a sliding lock, which alluded to a door. Curious, Draco slides the lock open to see what was inside.
Draco�s heart began to beat faster at the sight of his mate, curled up to fit into the small space. The different degrees of drying blood hit the Veela�s nose all at once and Draco couldn�t hold back his transformation, even if he wanted to. The bird-like screech echoed throughout the house, causing picture frames and other various items to tremble. Draco turned to look at his godfather pleadingly. He knew nothing of Medi-magic.
�I�m sorry Draco, his injuries are too severe for the potions I have with me. We must get him to Madam Pomfrey immediately. I�ll need to petrify him in order to move him without causing further damage. May I or would you rather do it?� Severus explained to his godson.
Draco looked at his mate longingly before stepping away so Severus could do what he needed to do.
�Petrificus Totalis. Mobilicorpus." In quick succession Snape had Potter petrified and mobile. He looked at Draco who was looking at his mate, taking inventory of all visible injuries. �I will meet you at the infirmary. Don�t take too long. Aurors will be here soon,� Severus said and pulled out a portkey he carried with him. He grabbed a hold of arm and spoke the activation word to be transported.
Draco watched until his godfather and mate were safely away. Once he was alone with the muggles he raised his hands as the balls of fire grew in his palms.

These muggles will pay; he thought viciously and began shooting flames of fire everywhere. Once satisfied that the house would burn to the ground Draco stepped outside.
�Accio Harry Potter�s things.� He grabbed the school trunk before it could knock him down. The only other thing that came was an empty owl�s cage. Draco Malfoy frowned. The only thing that belonged to The-boy-who-lived was a school trunk and an owl�s cage. He had no compassion for the people who mistreated a boy who could one day turn on them. Potter was a wizard; obviously they were stupid muggles. Filthy muggles. Nothing less than what you deserve, he thought nastily.
Draco Malfoy took one look at Number 4 Privet Drive as the flames started to really grow. The Aurors would be arriving any minute and they might be in time to save one of the muggles or they might not. Either way Draco wouldn�t be bothered to care. Potter is mine. No one touches what is mine.
Draco Malfoy headed back to Mrs. Figg�s house to get back to Hogwarts. He didn�t trust the Headmaster to leave Potter alone now that he had him in his possession again. Draco knew his godfather could only stall Dumbledore for so long before he became suspicious.

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