Professor Snape growled in frustration when the next person to show up at the infirmary was Remus Lupin instead of his Godson. The Professor’s wand snapped up and pointed straight at the werewolf. “Stay away wolf. You can tell the Headmaster that if he sends anyone else they will be stunned,” Professor Snape snapped in annoyance.

Remus Lupin smiled. “Albus didn’t send me. I only came to check on my cub. I’m worried about Harry. I tried to get Albus the let Harry stay with me at Grimmauld since it was his last summer before he leaves Hogwarts, but Albus said no. You know that Severus. How is Harry doing?” Remus finished worriedly.

Severus sighed as he lowered his wand. He looked at Remus sadly, but said nothing.

“Tell me Severus. How is he? How bad is it?” Remus prodded gently.

Severus faced the wolf, but couldn’t look him in the eyes. “They locked him in a cupboard under the stairs. He had been beaten most likely often. He was barely breathing when we were finally able to get to him. If he dies, Draco won’t be calmed. An enraged Veela who has no life-mate as an anchor cannot be stopped,” Severus explained, unwittingly revealing his fears.

Remus growled. “Harry’s not gonna die, Severus. He will survive. He always does. Madam Pomfrey will heal him and Draco won’t wage war on the Wizarding World. Everything will be all right.” Remus stated confidently.

Severus sighed again. He hated that he’s shown any kind of fear in front of his former classmate. “I can’t press upon you to forget this, can I?” Severus asked , almost sounding like he was begging.

Remus Lupin laughed. “You must be joking. I’ve been trying to get you to consent to be my life-mate for almost twenty years. Now that I’ve finally made a crack I’m not letting up. You can’t deny this forever, Severus. As much as you wish you can. We will be mates.” Remus said in amusement.

Severus scowled at the man before. “I’ve told you thousands of times, wolf. Find someone else. I am not your mate,” Severus sneered in disgust.

Remus looked at the dark haired man in front of him. “Moot point now. When can we go see how Harry’s doing?”

“After I’ve seen him first and if I allow anyone else to see him at all.” A cold voice stated from behind Remus.

Remus turned to look, while Severus looked past Remus to look. “Draco. Good you’re here. He has already been down here to try and get in to see Potter. You should go in and wait for Pomfrey to finish. He could easily floo in from his office. I’ve already informed him that he’s to stay away. If he’s in there then we can bring him up on charges with the Ministry,” Severus explained to his godson.

Draco was only partially listening to his godfather. He was too busy staring at Lupin, as if seeing him for the first time. He was in fact looking at the werewolf for the first time since he’s received his Veela inheritance.

“Potter is mine now. You help the Headmaster in anyway with trying to remove Potter from my possession and I’ll have the Ministry put you down, you got it?” Draco spat viciously.

“Of course. I would never deny anyone their life-mate. Least of all Harry. Just let me know how he is once Pomfrey’s finished and when you can handle him being out of your sight long enough. We’ll be in Severus’s private quarters,” Remus replied and then pulled a sputtering Potion’s Master away from the Infirmary.

Draco entered through the double doors into the Infirmary. With his head held high he stalked over to where Madam Pomfrey was working on in his mate. He stood quietly, letting the Healer work.

After almost an hour she finally spoke. “He will live, Mr. Malfoy. There were quite some broken bones, his ribs especially that he will need to stay overnight for. In order for them to heal properly he needs to be spelled so that he remains unmoving. Any type of jostling will interfere with the healing potions,” she explained.

Draco growled when she mentioned Potter being spelled. Mine! He thought fiercely.

“Calm down Mr. Malfoy. I haven’t spelled him yet. I know Harry’s your mate. How do you want to handle this? He can be spelled and medicated here or would you prefer transferring him to your private quarters?”

Draco Malfoy ceased growling. Finally someone who understands how to treat a Veela’s mate. Draco made a mental note to add Madam Pomfrey to his list of non-threats to his soon to be bonded mate.

“Is he all right to be moved?” Draco asked, trying to make a decision.

“Yes, he can be moved on a stretcher if need be. I will need to be present initially to set up everything you will need to take care of him. If you promise to take proper care of Harry then I see no problems with him resting in your nest.”

Draco gave a relieved sigh. His Veela instincts were pushing him to snatch his mate and hide away from everyone. The need to bond was growing strong extremely fast because of the injuries his mate is suffering without being bonded. The Veela in him was pushing to bond quickly to protect his mate.

“Good, because I was taking him anyway. I don’t like that Headmaster has access to Potter through here. I want Potter moved immediately to my rooms,” Draco stated confidently.

Madam Pomfrey didn’t like the idea of harry being locked away with Young Mr. Malfoy, but she had no choice. As a healer she was bound to do what is right for her patients. As a mate to a Veela Harry had to go with Mr. Malfoy. For Harry’s sake as well as Mr. Malfoy’s.

“Very well Mr. Malfoy. Let me explain to you what you will need to know to take care of harry.”

It was over an hour before Draco had his mate settled in his private quarters, safely warded so no one could enter. The first thing Draco did was gather all the wall portraits and floo them to the Headmaster’s office, except for one. He scowled at the remaining portrait. “You tell the Headmaster that I don’t take to spies and I’ll not have any of his in my rooms. If tries to hang another portrait anywhere in here I will burn it. You got it.”

Draco didn’t wait for an answer, he just shoved it through the floo and then cut off the floo connection to his fireplace. Anyone who wanted to see Potter would not be able to unless Draco permitted it. If that Old Man thinks he’ll still be able to control Potter he’s got another thing coming. I’ll burn this fucking castle to the ground if he tries anything, Draco fumed internally.

Once his privacy was taken care of Draco headed back to his bedroom to watch his mate. He may not be able to touch Potter in the way he wanted, but he could be near his mate until he could. It would not be very long until Potter was healed and he could do as his instincts are pushing him to do. He would complete the bond and end the feelings in him that cry with rage that he was not whole.