Surprises All Around

A.N. I don't know if I mentioned this earlier, but HBP does not exist in my world, nope. I like Snape, and while this is not HP/SS, he will be making some appearances, as a relatively good guy (can't have him all nice-ruins the image).


Chapter 3

The first of September approached rather quickly, and before Harry could say quidditch, he was on his was to Kings Cross Station and platform 9 ¾ so he could head back home to Hogwarts. Harry stepped onto the platform and stared at the train, remembering vividly the first time he saw it. So involved with his reminiscence, he failed to notice that he was the object of several peoples attentions. Seamus Finnegan, who had had a bit of a crush on Harry before he got over it and devoted himself totally to his boyfriend Dean Thomas, was practically drooling all over his trunk. Several Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff girls and boys alike were also in similar states. But by far the most dramatic reaction was from one blonde Slytherin.
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Draco Malfoy was having one shitty morning. It had been a whole month since he had felt his mate come of age and yet could not find him. His mate could be nothing but another boy because Draco was gay, and knew he would not be able to touch a woman in such a sensual manner, let alone mate and spend the rest of his life together with one.
“Draco, I know this is difficult,” Lucius was determined to get through to his rather distraught son, “but if your mate has just come of age, then the best place to look for them is at Hogwarts. Examine all of the young men in your year and I am certain you will find him.”
Lucius’ little speech started out well and was indeed helping Draco with his confidence, but the end of his father’s pep talk was drowned out in the mist of the most glorious scent he had every smelled. It was vanilla and rain and strawberries, clouds and cake batter and sin, so sweet and so pure and yet it had a hint of excitement and the darkest of lust. His eyes glazed over, swirling pearls illuminated by lightning. His whole body felt rejuvenated, like he had slept for a week, and his skin and hair started to shine anew, as alabaster topped with silver silk. His mouth watered and a growl started low in his throat.
By this point Lucius had noticed the changed in his son and immediately realized the cause. His son’s mate was near by. Draco could smell his mate, and if he didn’t stop him now his only heir was going to tear apart the entire platform to find him.
“No! Draco, focus. You can’t go looking for him out in the open like this. You must wait until you are on the train, at least.”
The only thing that penetrated Draco’s mind was the fact that his father had told him he couldn’t have his mate. The growl of pleasure at discovering his mate’s scent was replaced by a feral snarl that was solely directed at the being in between him and his mate. He was about to lunge at this blockade when he was stunned and dragged to a more remote and less conspicuous area of the platform.
“Listen to me Draco, no, stop trying to bit me, you’re stunned, you will only be hurting yourself. I am not trying to keep you from your mate. No, I want you to find him,” Lucius stated in a calm and placating tone, and was greatly relieved when some of the glaze started to leave Draco’s eyes. He was lucky that Draco’s strength was at an all time low after so long of being deprived of his mate. “Yes, that’s right, I want you to find your mate, but I want it to be easier for you, too. If you search him out here there will be more people that could get in your way. But if you look on the train, it will be easier to differentiate him from those who are not your mate as they will not be moving around. And also it will be easier to prevent those who might try to stop you from claiming you mate,” Lucius reasoned.
Draco listened to his father and began to calm. Yes, it would be much easier to find and protect his mate on the train. Yes, that is what he would do, but in order to accomplish it he would have to take another small dose of his suppressant, or risk mauling innocent bystanding students.
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Harry sat, slightly puzzled, in an empty compartment. He could not find Ron or Hermione anywhere, and he had looked several times. He even asked around and just when he thought he had them pinned, his best friends were once again no where in sight. If he didn’t know any better he would say that they were avoiding him, but that was ridiculous, wasn’t it? Why in the world would his best friends not want to be with him?
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Draco practically stalked the corridors of the train. That heavenly aroma was getting stronger, and his suppressant could only do so much when in such close proximity to his mate. He finally found a compartment towards the back of the train where the scent seemed to originate. He rushed to the door, jerked it open and froze.
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“Potter?!”
Harry looked up to see the most handsome man he had ever laid eyes on. /Oh, no wait a second…that’s Malfoy! And I just thought he was gorgeous! What the hell! I know I’m gay but, come on, Malfoy?!/
Draco stood stone still for all of thirty seconds. During which time he thought, /Potter?! Potter is my mate?! How the hell is that possible? Oh great Circe he is beautiful. Oh no, I just thought that my arch rival was beautiful! Oh shit! My arch rival is my mate…my mate hates me! No! My mate can’t hate me! I love my mate, so what if it Potter, he’s my mate. Mine! And I will claim him, and he will just have to get used to me – no! – he will love me too! I’ll just have to get over the fact that it’s Pott-Harry and love my mate. But first I have to claim him./

**A.N. Cliffie! Sorry! :( but I have a paper to write and can't spend too much time on "extracurricular activities." But don't worry I don't have any other e.c.s so once I'm done I'll update again. maybe late this week, early next :) But until then....Pleeeeaaasse Review! okey-dokey! Tootles!