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Unfamiliar Scents	By : alchemicprincess Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 14747 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Harry Potter characters nor am I making a profit from the HP franchise. I do however own, Ariana Star, Xenia, Lydia, Connie, Alexander, Sierra and Silver/phoenix. Happy reading.

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(Harry's P.O.V)

An idiotic grin is plastered to my face as I jog up to the portrait of the fat lady. "Password?" She asks eyeing me with curiosity, though there is no doubt in my mind that Professor Dumbledore informed her of my where abouts and that my return to the common room would be uncertain. "Oh! I uh...have it here somewhere." He patted his pockets and began to frantically search for the bit of paper he had been given. "Godric" Comes the soft voice of Hermione Granger. I didn't realise I hadn't been alone. I cursed myself for being off gaurd and settled when I saw Hermione. Offering her a lop sided grin she merely holds the portrait open a bit more allowing me to walk past her and into the warmth of our common room. "Professor McGonagall came and told me where you were and not to expect you back in the common room, so I am assuming that all went well?" She asks sitting down on the long red couch in front of the fire.

Her legs tucked under her, she has tear tracks running down her cheeks and I have only just noticed that her eyes are swollen and puffy. "Hermione?" I whisper sitting next to her but she simply lifted her hand and brushed my concern aside. "What did Dumbledore say about it all?" She asked, her firm voice telling me to just let it be for now, nodding slowly I sit back. "He set up a small room and let Draco in first. Not long after that he let me in, 'Mione you should have seen it, it was like he shrunk a forest in there!" I tell her with a soft chuckle before continuing. "Anyway, I ended up catching him as you assumed. It was easier than I had expected it to be." A dark look clouded my face as I look away. "Although he found a friend." I say bitterly, obviously losing her to confusion. Raising my glare slightly to look into the roaring flames of the fire I begin to explain. "Draco found a baby Pegasus. He was playing with it by the pond when I caught him." Hermione looked up, amusement etched on her face. "Draco Malfoy was *playing* by a pond?" She asked me incredulously, I look at her seriously and nod.

"Both him and the little beast. He has it in the Slytherin common room now." I watch as Hermione's face changed from that of amusement to shock. "He actually has it in the castle?" She asked looking at me, I nod in affirmation. "That is foolish! His room mates won't like that!" The thought hadn't even occurred to me until now. "He'll handle it. And if he does have to release it..." I leave the *Good Riddance* hanging in the air between us, an evil look upon my features. "So you two are together now?" Her soft hand comes to settle on my cheek. "Yes, we spoke about making amends on the way to his common room." I tell her with a shrug. "Now, What's all this about?" I press on, waving a hand at her cheek indicating the drying tears. Taking a deep breath she looked at me "Ron came to talk to me while you were gone." I noticed that Hermione's lips are drawn into a thin McGonagall like line. "He said he was sorry about everything, but regardless, he couldn't handle the fact that you are gay and with Draco Malfoy on top of the fact that I wouldn't go out with him." Furrowing my brow I read between the lines of what she is saying. " 'Mione? you really like him don't you?" Her head snapped up and she scanned my face for something, anything that will tell her I'm not mad for her little deception. "Yes I do. I just- wanted to see if Ron would love me any way. But it's clear he doesn't... Oh Merlin I love him Harry, what am I going to do now?" She placed her head on my shoulder and began to weep sadly; bringing my arms up I pull her closer to me. "Shh it will be all right love, we'll think of something." My own tears slip down my cheeks as I begin to think of what I have to do. It was one hell of a sacrifice.

But for Hermione, I would do anything. "Come on, you should go to bed. It's late and we have classes tomorrow." I stand her up and we ascend up the stairs. "Thank you Harry, and congratulations with Draco." She whispered before shutting her dormitory door. With a heavy heart, and a determination I haven't felt since Sirius died, I walked into my own dormitory and straight to Ron's bed.

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"Get up. Now." I say firmly yanking his sheets off him. "What the hell?" He grumbled sitting up, looking around in confusion. Standing with my arms folded across my chest I tap my foot impatiently on the floor. "Ronald Weasley, I think we need to have a bit of a chat." I hiss so lowly at him that I double check to make sure that I haven't said it in Parsel tongue, his eyes narrow at me as he snatched his sheets back in indignation. "No Harry, I don't think we do." But I won't take no for answer, not this time. "Ron, do you have any idea what you're doing? What you're saying?" He refused to meet my gaze and I am quickly becoming frustrated with his childishness. " I don't care if you hate the fact I am with Draco. I couldn't give a shit if you have an issue with Draco being my mate. But what I do care about is that fact that Hermione loves you- yes you, and you've hurt her so deeply" I falter, unable to explain just how deeply he had hurt Hermione. "She doesn't love me! She's said so!" He growled at me, standing up so we are eye level with each other.

"Get over your pride Ron and look deeper. When you said you wanted to go out with Parvati, don't you think it odd that not long after that Hermione said she didn't love you? And don't you think it odd that Hermione is still jealous of you being with other girls? Open your bloody eyes Ron and see how much that woman loves you!" We both turn around to look at Neville who is sitting in his bed watching us. "Listen to him Ron, he's right you know, I've come in late from detention with Snape and found Hermione on the couch crying, she loves you a lot." I smile gratefully at my clumsy friend before turning back to face Ron. "See? Everyone else can see her love for you, but you. Now you need to wake up to yourself and realise what you're doing to her. I don't care that if she is with you that you don't want her talking to me. It's a sacrifice I am willing to make. But Merlin help you Ronald Weasley if you hurt her anymore than you have now." My voice is a deadly calm, but my eyes shine with the threat.

"Don't start with me Potter, she is the one that said she wasn't in love with me. She was the one that denied my love" But that is as far as he got, before Seamus had darted across the room to back hand him. "Don't you dare get angry at her Ron! You don't deserve the love that wonderful woman is prepared to offer you on a silver platter. And I am with Harry, you need to get over your homophobia and look at the situation. Hermione is falling into depression because of this, and you're willing to let it go? I thought you would have a bit of decency." Seamus spat at him and with one final well-aimed glare he spun on his heel and walked back to his bed; drawing his curtains closed with a snap. "There was once a time, Ron, where I would have done anything for you. I considered you a friend, I considered you as family. But friends and family don't do this to each other. And they definitely don't hurt the ones they love by being complete ice hearted arseholes." I fight the urge to chuckle as a sleepy "Here, here" is muttered from Dean's bed. "Now, if you'll excuse me. I see this is a waste of my time." I walk passed him and go to my bed. 'I'm sorry Hermione. I tried' I think sadly as I close my own curtains. After a little while I can hear Dean snoring loudly, Neville whimpering in his sleep and Seamus muttering loudly about Irish pancakes doing the flamanco. What I can't hear are the snores that normally come from Ron's bed, what I can't hear is the tossing and turning that normally accompanied Ron when he is in a deep sleep. I grin at the ceiling as I think of what this means. It meant I got through.

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My eyes refused to close and my mind refused to shut down. A certain blonde haired, blue eyed Slytherin is seeing to that. Each time I attempted to allow sleep to wash over me, he sprang up in my mind or appeared behind my eyelids. Grumbling I shove the blankets off me and look at the clock, it is well past midnight and I need some sleep if I want any small hope in being able to focus on my work in class. Yawning loudly I settle down and let my mind wander in hopes of letting it wear itself out and I can fall asleep.

Part Seven: I stumbled across a piece of your past, unwillingly. Forgive me. (Draco's P.O.V)

It's past midnight when I find myself slinking slowly to the edge of the forest; Silver prancing about behind me. The Slytherin's had not taken kindly to having 'an untamed, un-potty trained beast' in their dorms. I sigh and look at the stunning creature wondering how any one can think of him as being a beast. "Silver, come here" He stops prancing and obeys me instantly, coming to stand before me with his wings folded neatly at his sides. "I have to leave you here. The other kids don't want you around" Kneeling down I pet his mane gently, trying not to cry as I explain all of this to him. " I know you want to be down there with me, but I'll come see you tomorrow alright? I promise." Silver looks away after nipping painfully at my fingertips. "Please don't be like that, I don't like this anymore than you do!" And still he refuses to look at me, I feel so guilty.

"Ahh there you are Albus, I was beginning to think you weren't going to show." I grab Silver and hide behind a row of bushes, it is an instant reflex and comes in handy at times, I am glad Silver seems to understand the necessity of being silent. Looking over at Hagrid's hut I see a small woman standing there; she has long flowing red hair, and is wearing a set of black robes that tumble to the ground. " My dear, I do apologise for being late. You'll have to forgive me though, as your god child was involved." Even from here I can see the old man's eyes twinkling merrily, now I know that something is up. "Really? So he has come into his rightful senses then? That is wonderful to know" She says enthusiastically to the headmaster. 'Are they talking about what I think they're are talking about?' I wonder, edging closer ever so slightly. "Yes, he came into them over the holidays. And it seems whilst on the train ride here, he discovered his mate." The woman let out a small squeal of delight. "Who is it then?" She asked him, rocking on the balls of her feet. The headmaster smiles brightly and says to her simply. "Draco Malfoy."

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I am sitting here, behind a prickly bush, a tiny Pegasus in my arms, listening to the headmaster discuss my mate with a complete stranger. My face contorts as I realise how ridiculous I must look. The strange woman has gone oddly silent since she was informed I am Harry's mate. " Are you sure Albus? It isn't a false alarm?" I can hear the note of desperation in her voice. Well. Really. Am I -that- bad? "I am positive, Draco Malfoy is Harry's mate. Harry caught him this afternoon in my side office. Quite a spectacular event actually" The woman shakes her head slowly, as if trying to force this information to register. "And it seems young Phoenix has taken a shine to Mr. Malfoy." I look down at the creature in my arms, blinking in realization and shock, and sigh. "So that's your name then huh?" I whisper to it. "Really? That is odd, but I had started to wonder where that brat had gone to." Hearing his mistresses voice clearly for the first time since the conversation had started, Phoenix begins to squirm in my arms, neighing loudly. "Shush! you'll get us caught." I panic and try to clamp my hand down on the tiny creature's nuzzle. But it is too late, the headmaster and the strange woman have come over to us.

"Mr. Malfoy?" The headmaster asked in a tone that can only mean one thing. Trouble. "Would you come with me please? I think we have a fair bit to discuss now." I nod and stand slowly, setting Phoenix down on the ground to walk on his own. "Yes Headmaster, I didn't mean to listen in-" But he cuts my explanation short. "We will talk about this inside Draco. Ariana would you be so kind as to join us please?" I look up at the woman, and gasp softly now that I am up close I can't hide the shock at what I see. Her hair is blood red and does indeed seem to flow about her; and her eyes are a shimmering crystal blue. "Yes Headmaster, if this boy is who I think he is and with what I am going to be doing fairly soon I think it best that I join you. Come Phoenix." I watch in shock and awe as the woman stalks off to the castle, Phoenix following reluctantly as every three steps he takes, he stops and looks back at me. "Come Mr. Malfoy." I look up quickly at the headmaster who is looking rather worried now. "Y-yes sir." I follow after the woman and her Pegasus, sniffing slightly in the cool breeze.

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"Mr. Malfoy, might I inquire as to how much of our conversation you over heard?" The headmaster enquired softly after I kindly decline his offer of a lemon drop. "I heard you both talking about my mateship with Harry, and that Miss-" I look over and realise I didn't even get her full name. "Ariana Star." She bit out shortly, glaring daggers through my head. "Right, I could tell Miss. Star was unhappy at finding out I am Harry's mate" I think it over carefully and nod. "That is about it." But the headmaster doesn't seem to be sated with this. "Are you sure you didn't hear anymore Draco? Please think, it is somewhat imperative that I know what you know." I look between him and Ariana, looking at her eyes then her hair and I smile. "Wait-" I feel my eyes grow large. "You are Harry's god mother!" I leap out of my chair, I didn't want this information. I don't have a right to it yet. "Please, Mr. Malfoy sit down. We need to talk about this calmly. Harry is not to know about Miss. Star's presence in the castle just yet. We are waiting for an event to pass before she makes herself known as his godmother." I sink back into my chair and smile lightly as Phoenix leapt into my lap, curled up and allowed himself to doze.

"What do you mean sir? Doesn't Harry have a right to know about her?" I am curious as to where she has been, and more to the point why she hasn't been there for Harry when he needed her. "Miss. Star is the new Defence against the Dark arts Professor. Much to Professor Snape's disgust." I try to stifle the chuckle but end up letting it out softly, of course Severus is going to be upset. He has been pining after that position since before I was born!

"Once the time is right for us to move, Ariana will sit down with Harry, and no doubt he will want you to be there, to inform him of the where, what and why of her past." I nod slowly, taking it all in. "So I can't tell him? And I have to wait?" He simply nods at me and I look down at Phoenix with a sigh. "Alright, but it is going to kill him when he finds out I know about this before he does." Standing slowly, I remove the Pegasus from my lap and settle him on the chair. "Everything will work out Draco, I promise." I nod. 'Merlin, I hope it does.' Smiling at Ariana, I offer my hand. "It's nice to meet you Miss. Star, no doubt I will see you again." She stared at my hand warily before accepting it and shaking it firmly. "Yes Mr. Malfoy, no doubt at all." With that I bid them both goodnight and leave the room. As I walk down the spiral staircase I groan. I still needed to write to my father about it all.
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