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Last Chapter:

"Yes Draco, I wouldn't miss your 16th birthday party for the world. Even though I am in a little fight with your father. I'm going to come back later. I still have to change and get your gift from the Manor."

"See you soon, Uncle Sev." Severus smiled a small smile before going back to Snape Manor through the floo.

Chapter Two:

"Master Draco, Master Harry Potter is waking from sleep now. Do you want me to go look at him or will you go?" said a little house elf with large purple eyes and a pillowcase covering her little body.

"I'll go," said Draco a few minutes after Severus left, he added as he walked out of the door, "thank you Sandy. You help with the party decorations again."

Draco walked soundlessly through the corridors, until he found the guestroom, right next to his room, where Harry was resting. He peaked open the door, to find Harry sitting up resting on the headboard looking out the window. He turned to leave when Harry spoke.

"Why" he said, "why did you rescue me from that hell hole of a place to live? I never told anyone about my life at the Dursleys. I just get everything healed before I go to school. Even Mrs. Weasley doesn't know. I tell her that I'm such a klutz that I fall down the stairs a lot, but I don't think she really believes it. I think she knows but she wants me to tell her, because child abuse is a serious crime. She doesn't want to accuse it and be wrong. Then the Dursleys would have more reason to hate her. But that's not what I asked. I asked why you and your father, Draco and Lucius Fucking Malfoy, are the ones that save me." Harry, who looked out the window through the entire monologue, finally turned his head to look at Draco "You of all people."

Draco just stared at Harry. He didn't know what to say so he didn't say anything at all. He just stared. The silence was broken by a 'pop' right behind Draco. He turned around to see Sandy standing there.

"Draco, Master Lucius is wanting to be seeing you in the front hall."

"Okay, thank you Sandy." said Draco as the elf popped away, "Rest, Harry. You need your strength," he said before walking out the door. Harry nodded before he turned to look out the window once again.

"You called father," said Draco from the top of the staircase in the main hall.

"Yes, Draco, could you come down here please, there is something I need to tell you." Draco started walking down the stairs; "Well I have to go out for an errand or two. I'll be back in a few hours. Is Mr. Potter awake yet?"

"Yea, he was sitting up on the bed looking out the window. He asked me why we saved him from those muggles. What should I tell him, father?"

"Tell him the truth. We were sent to check up on him for some unknown reason and we saw that he had fainted outside in the backyard, all bloodied up, so we took him here and that was that."

"Should I tell him about the whole veela thing, yet?"

"No, not yet. I wouldn't want to worry him while he's regaining his strength."

"Okay, see you soon, father."

"Good Bye, Draco."

Draco walked back down the halls to Harry's room, his head filled with reasons to tell Harry about him and his father. He kept trying to persuade himself to tell Harry, but Lucius said not to worry him yet, so he would have to keep quiet.

"Harry?" he said, peaking his head into the room. Harry turned his head to look at Draco for a second before turning back to look out the window.

"What do you want?"

"To talk to you. You asked a question and I rudely left without answering it, so if you still want to know the answer, then I'll explain it to you."

"Sure, whatever. Why did the banes of my existence save me from my aunt and uncle's house?" his voice was rather dry like he didn't really want to know anymore, but that didn't stray Draco.

"My father got a fire call from Dumbledore, saying that he has to go check up on you, since you've been not owling regularly. He had already gone to Snape, who was busy, and Remus & Sirius are on a mission. My father was next in line, so we apparated to those muggles yard. We saw you lying on the ground all cut and bruised. My father went inside to talk to the muggles. I don't know what he did, but he said that they said you deserved it for no reason." Harry just nodded, watching Draco, having turned his head in the middle of Draco's little speech. Draco continued, "I had stayed outside, to check how bad you were hurt. Then my father came back out and we came here. A house elf took you to this room, which is right next to mine, if you need anything while you're here, and here we are."

"Why does your breathing change when you come into this room, like you're getting aroused?"

"Damn, Harr-Potter, you just cut to the chase now, don't you? No beating around the bush for hours anymore?"

"No," said Harry, either not noticing the slip-up or not mentioning it. Draco hoped the latter, "I've found that that does nothing at all to help the situation. Well are you going to answer my question or not?"

"Not at the moment. Er, how could you even tell my breathing changed? It couldn't have been that much of a change? So how?"

"If I answer your questions, will you answer mine?" Draco nodded his head, and Harry sighed in what Draco took as relief, but to Harry it was actually a sigh of regret.

"Well, I came into my inheritance last year on my sixteenth birthday. The Potters are a very rare creature. Its almost a mix between veela and vampires. I have enhanced senses. Plus, since we're vampires, when your breathing changes, your blood flows more rapidly than before. Before you ask, yes I have to find a mate, but I think I've already found one." Harry looked up at Draco, whose head shot up when he said that last part.

"You have?" asked Draco, "Who? What are you talking about? I'm your mate, well Father and I are. We are veelas and, well, how do I explain this? I am a clone of my father, and when I was born, his recessive veela genes had been activated. I am a clone because my mother" Draco could feel himself tearing up and hesitated, "was barren. It was an illegal 'dark' cloning potion that Uncle Sev found for my parents."

Harry just stared at Draco. Understanding his story, but not entirely believing it. It did help to explain why Draco and Lucius smelled exactly the same to him now. Since Draco had gone through his inheritance recently, he smelled more like his father. Before he had still smelled underage as it were.

"So my mate is really Lucius, as I thought, but since you are a clone, you also have to be my mate. What did Lucius say about this situation?"

"He was going to let me believe that I was a veela and have you as a mate, while he just watched. He wasn't going to tell me that I was his clone."

"So how'd you find out?"

"I got a letter from mum. She sent it on my 16th birthday. She said she wrote it just in case she died before she was able to tell me and had it ready to send on my birthday, because she knew Lucius wouldn't tell me. So we were celebrating my big day and then an official owl flew in and dropped the letter and ate the writing off the cake. But I didn't care, well I did, I like cake. Well I read the letter and didn't believe it until I saw my father's face. He looked like he was pained to let me know the truth. If he had it his way, I would be with my mate, and he would die very soon. I couldn't let him die. I mean he's not just my dad, he's well me, or I'm him. He's raised me since I was little. I could always tell he loved my mum but he wasn't in love with her. I just want him to have a chance to be truly happy. I'm not sure he can do that, now that his best friend died. Mum was all he had. I mean he had me and Uncle Sev, but he was closest to Mum." Draco looked as if he was about to cry but then he straightened himself up.

"Are you okay?" asked Harry. Draco looked up at him again, but he had his mask on. He nodded, stood up and walked to the door

"I have to go. I still have a coming of age party to plan. I'll let you contemplate what is going to happen." He took one last look at Harry before walking out of the door, muttering to himself "I know I sure as hell have to."

Harry just stared at the door in which Draco had just left.

Harry's POV:

What was going on? I mean I've know since I came into my inheritance last year that Lucius was my mate, but now Draco smells almost exactly the same. How can I deal with both of them? How are we going to work this out? Will I love one more than the other? Is Lucius going to do something like let Draco be with me more or something? I don't think I can handle that. Even if Draco and I have somehow grown up together, I've been falling for Lucius for a longer amount of time. But to be fair, I've had a small crush on Draco for a while, which has been confusing the hell out of me, considering I'm supposed to have one love.

Draco's POV:

What am I going to do? I promised father that I wouldn't tell him yet. Also he said that he's a vampire-veela mix. How are father and I going to deal with this? So were going to have to go to the Veela Empire and the Vampire Empire. I hope they both are against the Dark Lord. Plus is Harry coming to my party? Are we going to bring him as our dates, or just let him be with his friends? I can't believe that Weasley and Granger are coming. Well I have to work on the rest of the decorations. See if Sandy has finished the Great Hall, yet. I'll deal with Harry when Father gets home.

Normal POV:

Harry fell asleep while thinking about what he had learned. Lucius had come home to find Draco asleep on his chair while he watched the house elves prepare for his party. He went over to his son to wake him up.

"Draco, sweetie. Don't you need to get dressed for your party?"

"Yea, so" said Draco in his sleep. Lucius shook him a bit, trying to wake him.

"Draco, your party is in two hours, you need to get dressed now." Draco looked up at his father and nodded, getting up to head to his room. As he passed the door for Harry's room, he had officially named it Harry's room in his head; he peaked in the door to find Harry asleep. He wanted to stay and stare at him, but he knew his guests would be arriving soon so he had to get ready so he went into his room.

Draco dressed in his newest robe, black silk with a silver and green intertwined trim. Underneath he had on a silver silk shirt with black trousers. He let his hair fall instead of gelling it up. He looked into the mirror and saw his hair hung past his

shoulders. 'I look good,' he thought to himself.

Harry woke up to the sounds of knocking on his door and muted music playing in the background. He sat up and looked at the door, recognizing that someone was on the other side of the door.

"Come in" he said groggily, while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and stretching. The door opened and he saw the heads of his best friends, Ron and Hermione.

"Harry!" shrieked Hermione, "I wasn't sure if you were actually here."

"And what are you doing here, anyway?" said Ron, almost seething with anger, "You know you can always come to the burrow, or probably even 'Mione's place, but the Fucking MALFOYs? Whats wrong with you?"

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