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Survival of the fittest	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 18501 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Author's note: Here I am with the fourth chapter ^^ I hope you'll like this one!

Thanks to the following reviewers: delia cerrano (yeah, while I was writing the next chapter, the story progressed further without Jake without me noticing it at first. By the time I noticed that I hadn't put Jake in it, it was too late to fit him in the story again, for which I apologize ^^; ) and Seiren

Warnings: nothing much, except a few new additions and the danger of the chapter only edited by me, so I apologize in advance if there are mistakes left. Also, yes, I suck at finding ideas for birthday gifts - so I apologize if some presents come over as lame ^^; I tried my best to be original with the presents, but yeah ...

I hope you'll enjoy this chapter :)

Chapter 4: Harry's birthday

30th of July - 31st of July

A few weeks later, it was Harry's birthday. The only ones who would attend were Sirius, Remus, Draco and his pets. Narcissa had left a week ago to visit some friends in France and Germany. Lucius and Snape had returned to England two weeks ago; Lucius was needed in the Ministry and had to answer to his colleagues in other countries. Snape had to return to his job as Potions Brewer, because the orders didn't stop simply because he was in another country.

They had however delivered their presents a few days before Harry's birthday.

There were also presents waiting to be opened from Luna, Neville and to Harry's immense surprise even from Dean and Seamus. The Weasley twins had put their presents in one package together with those of Charlie and Bill. The presents were waiting in a pile to be opened.

Like he did every year – it was almost a tradition – Harry stayed up to count down the hours and minutes until midnight.

Everyone had already retired to their room; well, except for Draco, who had, like almost every night, sneaked into his boyfriend's room.

Except for Sapphire, Harry's other pets Ruby, Garin and Hedwig were prowling outside. Both Ruby and Garin had assured their master that they would be careful, but they wanted to be outside tonight.

"I wonder how much stronger you'll get," Draco mused.

They were lounging on Harry's bed, lying next to each other. A soft breeze came through the window, cooling the warm room.

Like every wizard and witch, Harry would receive his magical heritage when he turned seventeen. He didn't expect more than a simple power boost at the most.

"I don't really care," Harry shrugged. "I'm just happy I'll finally be able to do magic outside of school."

"Still … Considering how strong you already are, I'm curious how much more power you'll receive."

The dark haired boy shrugged again and they fell silent. The peaceful quiet was only disturbed by their breathing and the soft ticking of the clock.

Slowly the hands of the clock moved until finally both reached the number twelve, announcing Harry's birthday officially.

Harry, who had been silently counting down, smiled widely.

"Happy birthday, Harry," Draco smiled and turned on his side, leaning up on his elbow and bent his head to give the birthday boy a slow, burning kiss.

"Hm," Harry moaned appreciatively and kissed back.

"What do you say of receiving an unofficial gift already?" the blond suggested with teasing eyes and his right hand slipped underneath the dark blue shirt, skimming over the warm skin and received a shiver in response.

"I like gifts," Harry smiled, a flush adorning his cheeks.

Draco chuckled and bent down to capture reddened lips.

The two boys shifted around on the bed until Harry was on his back, his legs spread open to give the Malfoy heir space to lie in. A low whine escaped Harry's throat when their hips rubbed against each other. His hips bucked up when fingers teased his nipple and he broke free from the kiss to gasp for air.

Wet lips continued to press small kisses all over his face and neck. The neckline of his shirt was pulled down in favour of the skin underneath it being marked.

He groaned encouragingly and twisted his hand in the fine, soft, blond hair; pushing down to indicate he wanted more attention to that particular spot in his neck. Draco didn't seem to mind the push if his harsh sucking was any indication.

Soft, quick gasps changed into excited, harsh breathing and Harry squirmed, his hands sliding impatiently over Draco's body, tugging on the shirt.

"This needs to get …" Harry's demand was cut off abruptly when white, hot pain – worse than the Cruciatus curse – flared up in his body. His hands, that had been pulling Draco to him just a few seconds ago, were now pushing the blond away harshly, before he curled up in a ball; his arms clutching his waist as if he could push the pain away.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Draco asked worriedly and then flinched when a scream tore through Harry's throat. Eyes were clenched shut tightly and his hands dug in the matrass, clawing at it.

His body went through a spasm when the pain worsened, until it felt as if liquid fire was streaming through his body, swallowing his organs in the burning fire. He thought his organs were being pulled out and expected to see his blood streaming from a deep gut wound. His heart went into overdrive and something sharp, something vicious seemed to carve something in his back. The pain was overwhelming him and he only vaguely registered Draco gripping his arms, frantically asking him what was wrong.

Two hot, wet trails of liquid streamed from his eyes and he didn't know whether they were tears or his blood seeking another way out.

His throat burned and he wondered if the fire had reached his neck already.

Sharp, loud screams pierced through his ears and he could only beg and plead to let it stop, for someone to take the pain away.

Panicked shouting joined the screaming and he was only vaguely aware that someone was trying to push a bottle against his mouth.

Suddenly it was as if he was in the ocean and a huge, pale blue tidal wave swept over him and a blast was heard. He had hoped to get some relief from the pain, but instead of diminishing, it seemed as if the pain was concentrating on wrecking his waist, destroying every organ he possessed.

He wasn't aware of anything except the pain, didn't even realize he was destroying his throat with the screams he produced.

Was this the day he would join his parents?

Just a bit past the garden, two animals were seated in the grass. A lion whose tail was flickering with bright flames sat next to a huge snake, who was curled up on a log.

Both raised their heads and glanced at the house when the pain filled screams from their master resounded through the otherwise silent night. Normally this would be the sign that their master was in need of their assistance, but this time they stayed seated, though their eyes glowed unnaturally bright in the dark.

It was time.

The moment was there to call for help. They alone weren't enough anymore to protect their master and his mate. It was time to call the two others to finally join them after being separated for so long.

Garin slid off the log and slowly slithered across the sand, curling in strange patterns and making loops, twists and turns until finally a large, wide circle was made in the sand; the inside was filled with intricate patterns, mysterious symbols and various runes of which two were the same as those on their master's body.

Before he laid back down in the grass, Garin opened his mouth – large enough to swallow a pig whole – and his fangs sprung forwards, a milky white substance dripping off it, falling down on two runes and five symbols.

Instead of absorbing the liquid poison, the substance laid on top of the symbols, acting as a waxen seal almost.

Ruby took a deep breath and when he opened his jaw, his sharp teeth glinted dangerously for a second before a big flame escaped his throat and shot over the circle, the fire following the patterns Garin had created.

The poison hissed and spit when the fire enveloped it, but was ultimately absorbed by the roaring flames. After seven minutes the fire suddenly died out, leaving Ruby and Garin again in the dark. Their eyes gleamed in anticipation and Garin's body swayed back and forth to a melody only he seemed to hear.

Three minutes after the fire had died out, it suddenly flared up again, brighter than before. It crackled loudly; almost loud enough to drown out their master's screams.

Slowly, it calmed down again until finally only a red glow was left.

Ruby and Garin, however, weren't interested anymore in the fire. Their attention was solely focused on the centre of the circle.

Two large forms had appeared in the circle and slowly they uncurled themselves from their centuries long sleep.

The first one was a large, majestic eagle who regarded the lion and the snake with sharp, brown eyes. His dark beak gleamed dangerously in the faint red glow.

The other one regarded them with ice blue eyes; its snow white fur seemingly glowing in the dark night. The snow leopard was the first one to break the silence. "I presume our master and its mate are found?"

"Yes, Mara, we found them and they are in danger," Ruby replied and his tail swished back and forth uneasily.

"Did you form a bond with the master?" the eagle, named Rowen, asked and ruffled his large wings.

"Yes, we didn't have a choice," Garin hissed. "But we can't bond with his mate as you can understand."

"Is master's mate trustworthy?" Mara asked suspiciously.

She wasn't planning on bonding with someone who wasn't fit to be the master's mate.

Ruby let out a grumbling sound. "Yes, he is. He has proven himself. We'll share our memories with you."

For several minutes, the four animals stayed connected with each other through a silver white thread that drifted between them.

Slowly the thread drifted apart until it disappeared in thin air.

"It indeed seems the case that we're needed," Rowen murmured. "Especially over a year."

Mara sighed. "Guess it's time to meet them in the morning."

The others mumbled their agreement.

When Harry woke up on the morning of his birthday, he was amazed he was still alive. After the excruciating pain he had experienced, he had honestly expected to join his parents in the afterlife.

Bewildered, he raised his head a bit and looked around.

It looked like a hurricane had passed through. Pillows were strewn across the room, some ripped apart, the stuffing decorating the furniture. The wardrobe was wide open, a pile of clothing dropped in front of it; other clothing items were on the verge of being spilled on the floor. His travel bags, at first neatly put against the wall next to the wardrobe, had ended up near the window. The curtains had large rips in them. Bottles, some still dripping potion, were spread out over the whole room.

Harry himself was lying wrapped up in Draco's arms, whose face looked troubled in his sleep.

He was surprised to see even Remus and Sirius curled up on the floor and a stab of guilt surged through him. He had probably scared the hell out of them during the night. He couldn't remember much aside from the excruciating pain and the screaming. Especially his throat remembered the latter; he winced when he tried to swallow and his throat protested.

What the hell had happened? Was it normal to feel so much pain during the receiving of the heritage?

He was startled by a hand touching his cheek softly and he turned his head, looking straight into worried grey eyes.

"How are you feeling?" Draco whispered concerned.

"Like I fell off a broom and swallowed fire," Harry replied grimacing and gingerly sat up. As soon as he was leaning against the only remaining pillow, a warm weight settled against his hip and he looked down to find Sapphire curled up, her head lying on his hip. He smiled weakly and caressed her soft fur, making her purr.

Draco groaned and stretched, feeling his back pop.

"Is it normal to be in pain when receiving the heritage?" Harry asked uncertainly and shifted to give the blond some space.

"No, it's not," Remus spoke calmly.

He and Sirius rose from the floor and felt their bodies protesting as a reminder of the bad night.

"Normally, you shouldn't have noticed receiving it until you performed magic," Sirius' forehead was marked with a deep frown. "Your father received his heritage at school, but he never was in pain nor tried his magic to attack everyone trying to help him."

"My magic attacked you?" Harry repeated shocked and his guilt surged again. He had lost control over his magic?

Remus, who had straightened a chair so he could take a seat, nodded. "It started to attack us once I tried to slip you a Calming Draught."

"I'm sorry," Harry whispered and looked down ashamed.

His godfather patted his leg. "No need to apologize. It's not your fault. Your magic probably assumed you were in danger and reacted."

"But it isn't normal how he received his heritage," Draco frowned. "Are you sure James Potter didn't experience any pain?"

"He didn't have any problems," Sirius shook his head. "If he had, Lily would have told us about it. She was staying in the dorms on Prongs' birthday," he added when he noticed Harry's confused face and cracked a smile when Harry's face flushed.

"The only way to find out what happened is to look in the books left in the Potters' vaults," Remus sighed and sounded tired.

"There are books in those vaults?" Sirius asked surprised.

Amber coloured eyes rolled in exasperation. "Yes, there are."

"And you think we'll find an answer in those books?" Draco raised an eyebrow and his arm slipped around Harry's shoulders.

"There has to be an explanation in them. It's obviously tied to Harry's heritage, even though we can't see any new physical changes. Our best guess is to do research in those books," Remus answered calmly, though he glanced at the dark haired, exhausted boy in worry. "We need your permission to enter the vault and borrow those books, Harry."

"Sure, no problem," Harry sighed and rubbed his neck.

"How are you feeling now?" Sirius asked with a weary sigh.

"Not all that great, but better than last night," Harry answered dryly.

"Well, no use in staying here brooding," Sirius said in a forced cheery tone and clapped his hands. "It's your birthday, so we are going to celebrate!"

Twenty minutes later, they were all sitting on large, comfortable chairs, outside on the patio.

The birthday presents were all put on the table, hiding the table from sight.

Harry, who felt marginally better after having taken a shower, grabbed the first present, which turned out to be from Luna.

"Eh," he frowned and stared perplexed at the gift he had unwrapped. It was a large, light green blanket, cool and soft to the touch; it had small lilies and small, cute dragons stitched on it, enchanted to move. The included card didn't offer any explanation, only the cryptic message 'For later. Happy birthday, Harry.'

"Am I now allowed to say she's weird?" Draco asked with a pointed look at the blanket.

Even though he inwardly agreed – it was a weird present – Harry still defended the dreamy girl. "She's not weird! She just has her own way of looking at things."

Draco snorted, but refrained from commenting further.

After casting a dubious look at it, Remus folded the blanket carefully and put it on a smaller table.

Harry shook his head and reached out to grab the next present. He had to laugh when Dean's present turned out to be a shirt from the soccer club Manchester United. Even after six years, he refused to give up his love for soccer. Draco had sneered at it disdainfully, but didn't comment.

Seamus had given him a small pouch, filled with clovers; apparently his mother had insisted Harry would need luck to deal with everything the public would throw at him. Neville had gotten him a plant that released a calming scent.

The Weasley twins had given him a big box full of newly invented jokes; Bill had gotten him a book about breaking curses and Charlie had given him a small, painted statue of a dragon which Harry couldn't immediately identify.

From Lucius and Narcissa he received a small silver wrist watch, which apparently was given to the partner of their child, which resulted in Harry blushing, feeling pleased.

Snape's present was a simple broche in the form of a dark blue butterfly that had once belonged to Lily.

From Sirius and Remus he received two packages; one had the form of a book and the other was smaller and square.

First he removed the paper from the book. It was self-made, he noticed to his surprise and when he opened it, he saw that it was filled with pranks the Marauders had pulled during their school time. Each prank had received a title and were catalogued in various sections, depending on what kind of prank it was. By each prank was the explanation written, together with the spell (often invented by the Marauders themselves), the counter spell and the result.

The book even had an index at the back. Most of the pages were already filled, but it still contained blank pages.

"We thought it was time you received it," Sirius grinned and winked.

"Uncle Severus is going to kill you," Draco chuckled amused and shook his head.

Sirius waved his hand, unconcerned. "He can never prove it's us who gave Harry that book. Besides, it's not our fault if Harry uses a prank."

Harry smiled and placed the book on the table before switching his attention to the smaller present. One of his eyebrows rose up when he saw the unknown, beautiful, cursive handwriting. His breath hitched when he read the message.

'To our beloved son, Harry James Potter.

We will never leave you completely. Remember that we'll always be there for you.

With all our love,

James and Lily Potter'

This time the paper wasn't ripped off hastily, but instead peeled back carefully and was folded and put for safekeeping between the pages of the prank book.

The square box was covered with soft, blue velvet and after opening it, it revealed a silver pocket watch. The small clock still worked and Harry discovered he could open the locket. After a bit of fumbling and hearing his blood soar through his veins, he managed to open it. His mouth fell open and he felt a few hot tears sliding down his cheeks, a lump settling in his throat. Inside the locket was a single small photo. The photo showed a baby Harry being held by a tenderly smiling Lily, who was embraced by a proud looking James.

"Every wizard and witch receives a watch with something special in it when he or she turns seventeen," Remus said softly.

"James gave it to me for safekeeping a week before you turned one years old," Sirius continued, his voice gravely. "He said he wanted to make sure you knew they loved you in case something happened to them."

Harry only nodded, not trusting his voice to stay steady if he opened his mouth now.

His head shot up and he stared wide eyed at Draco who had stood up and moved in front of him. Two cool hands stroke his tears away and lips brushed over his forehead and cheeks.

"I'm pretty sure your parents intended for you to smile and not to cry," Draco smiled, though his eyes looked at the watch sadly.

"I know," Harry replied and he took a shuddering breath. His hands clenched around the watch, the cool metal quickly warming up and he tried to calm himself down. He was pulled against a strong chest and hands rubbed his back.

Vaguely he was aware of Sirius and Remus standing up to collect the presents and bringing them inside, giving the two boys a chance to be alone.

After a while, Harry took a deep breath and felt well enough to raise his head without fearing he would cry.

"Okay again?" Draco asked softly and pulled back to give the other one space.

Harry nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Ready for my present?" Draco asked lightly, though his eyes flickered up in uncertainty.

"Yeah, I'm ready," he replied and was surprised when Draco placed a rolled up parchment in his hands. "Draco?" he asked confused.

"Read it." Draco sounded brusque, and he seemed to realize that for he followed his order with an apologetic smile.

Confused, Harry removed the royal blue, waxen seal and his eyes slowly scanned the letter.

When he was done reading, he stared at the blond speechlessly. "Draco …" he trailed off, not certain how to react to this particular present.

"Listen, hear me out before you say anything, alright?" Draco began, an uncomfortable look crossing over his face.

Harry nodded bemused and waited until the other one started his explanation.

"I know we have not been together for so long, but it's tradition in the Malfoy family that once we reach our seventeenth birthday, we receive one of the Malfoy properties, spread out over the world, and we share that property with our partner if we have one," Draco cleared his throat and his cheeks were a bit flushed. "Of course I can't predict the future and anything can happen, but I have faith in us so I … put your name with mine on the documents for one of the smaller manors in Ireland. When we graduate, you and I can go live there."

Draco shifted uncomfortably underneath Harry's shocked gaze. "You're not obligated to live there of course, but I just wanted you to know that you'll always have a place in my family, even if we go our own way one day."

"But Draco, this is too much," Harry protested when he finally found his voice again.

"It's not that much. This house has been in the family for centuries – it's not like I purchased it with money," Draco remarked, correctly guessing Harry's concern.

"Well no, but you're giving me a house!" Harry exclaimed shocked.

"No, I'm proposing we share it after graduation," the other corrected him.

"Wait, you're asking me to live together when we graduate?" Harry said slowly, his brain finally catching up to the situation.

"Honestly, Potter, are you really that slow?" Draco huffed and scowled. "What the hell do you think I've been telling you just now?"

A warm glow of happiness spread out through his body and a wide smile made its way on his face.

"So what do you think of it? Want to share this manor with me?" Draco asked lightly, but his voice wavered with uncertainty. Maybe he should have waited with this particular gift – maybe it was too heavy for now. Should he suggest they forgot about it for now?

He was answered in the form of Harry babbling something nonsensical which was drowned in a hard, enthusiastic kiss. He smiled relieved and responded to the kiss, not caring whether his cousin or Lupin were watching them or not.

It was almost four p.m. when Garin and Ruby finally returned home, Hedwig having returned somewhere during the morning.

Draco and Harry, who were lounging outside on the grass, were alerted by the new arrivals by Sapphire meowing sharply.

They turned their heads and saw Ruby and Garin gazing at them calmly.

"Where have you been?" Harry frowned.

"We called our friends," Ruby spoke to them both and they stepped closer.

"Friends?" Draco questioned warily.

"Master's family has to be safe," Ruby explained. "Mate needs protectors too. Garin and I can't be bonded to mate because we have bond with master."

"What are you saying exactly?" Harry asked confused.

"Mate needs to follow," the lion simply answered. "Garin stays here with master."

Furrowing his eyebrows, Draco stood up slowly while Harry remained seated in perplexed silence.

"I'll be right back," the blond murmured and followed Ruby, whose head now easily reached Draco's shoulders.

The garden had no physical boundaries. When the Potters had built the holiday house, they had erected strong wards that kept everything and everyone not keyed into the wards outside. Muggles were led to believe that the house was surrounded by a large brick wall.

Draco, who was keyed into the wards, felt the magical wards ripple around him when he breached them and for a minute it felt as if the magic was pressing into his body; sounds being muted as if he was under water; his skin prickling until the magic released him and let him through.

There was a small, sandy path leading from the edge of the garden to a small patch filled with trees and Ruby led him to it, the flames on his tail shining brightly. His ears twitched when he caught a particular sound from a nearby tree. He turned towards it and then huffed and suddenly sat down, his tail curled neatly around his body.

"Ruby?" Draco came to a stop as well and looked around him. Nothing but a couple of trees, grass and past the trees the beach. The sound of waves reached them and broke the eerie silence.

Irrationally he suddenly wondered if he had somehow pissed off Harry's pets and Ruby was planning on extracting punishment. Remembering the state of Ruby's victims, he shivered and grimaced, not acknowledging the small coil of fear in his stomach.

"Here they are," Ruby's rumbling thought crashed through his worried thoughts.

He blinked and stared at the two animals who had suddenly appeared from behind a tree.

One was a large eagle, who was seated on the back of a full grown snow leopard. Both were regarding him with solemn eyes and he resisted the urge to squirm.

What the hell was going on here? Where did those animals come from?

The snow leopard opened his mouth and a shock ran through his body when instead of a normal cat tongue, he saw a forked tongue coming out, the same he saw whenever Garin opened his jaw. The unnatural bright blue eyes looked at him suspiciously and the animal came closer. It raised its tail and a bright blue flame suddenly surrounded the tip of the tail. Contrarily to Ruby's flame, that flame exuded cold air, which shouldn't be possible.

The snow leopard bared its teeth and two sharp canine teeth flashed in the sunlight that broke through the roof of leaves.

Draco froze and fear strengthened its grip around him. He wasn't sure if he should keep as still as possible or run away as fast as he could. The snow leopard practically screamed danger.

Reluctantly his gaze slid from the leopard to the majestic eagle. He swallowed nervously when he noticed that the sharp beak was the colour of blood. His feathers gleamed in the light and on his chest, right in the middle of the dark feathers, three light brown lines formed a triangle with a single white line separating the triangle in two halves.

"So this is the mate?" suddenly the snow leopard spoke up and Draco stared at it shocked.

It had been obvious that they weren't common animals considering their appearances, but to hear the snow leopard mentally speaking, he wondered if the animal was related to Ruby somehow.

"Yes, this is the mate," Ruby confirmed.

The eagle opened his beak and clicked with it. "Let's see his memories first." The mental voice of the eagle sounded a bit shrill as if he could start screeching any moment. "I'm not bonding with a weakling."

"Wait, what?" Draco stammered nervously and before he could utter a spell to defend himself, the snow leopard had shot forwards and his breath left him for a moment when he landed harshly on the bumpy ground. He gasped for air and stared right into blue eyes. As if paralyzed, he laid there on the ground, trapped underneath the large body of the snow leopard, while the animal seemed to stare right into his soul.

It was an unnerving feeling and Draco tried to look away, but something compelled him to return the stare.

After what seemed an hour later, the snow leopard huffed, a sound of amusement and ice cold breath hit his face.

The snow leopard stepped back, allowing Draco to sit up again.

"A Potter and a Malfoy, huh? You didn't call us a moment too soon," the eagle sounded wary and amused at the same time. "I can understand now why they'll need our help."

"As if we would have called you if we had been able to defend them on our own," Ruby sounded annoyed; his tail swishing back and forth.

"It doesn't seem an easy task to keep the family safe," the snow leopard remarked idly and Draco got the mental image of a woman checking her nails in boredom.

"Us four will be enough as protection," Ruby remarked confidently.

"What the hell is going on here?" Draco blurted out, finally having found his voice back.

Ruby's eyes slid from the two animals to him. "The snow leopard is named Mara and the eagle Rowen. They will be your bonding animals," he explained calmly.

"Bonding animals?" Draco repeated dumbfounded. "Wait, like you and Garin are bonded to Harry?"

"You seem smarter than the last person we bonded with," Mara remarked amused. "Maybe it won't be so bad to bond with you."

"Hold on! Why would I need to bond with you?" Grey eyes narrowed. "Who said I want to bond with you?"

Rowen stared at him in a rather threating way. "Because your family will need protection when the old man attacks. While your magical strength is admirable, it won't be enough. That's why Ruby called us."

"You don't have a choice, so I suggest you get used to us," Mara added idly.

"Wait, so you'll be coming with me to school as well?" Draco asked surprised.

So he now had two magical creatures bonded to him as well. This was not how he had envisioned his holiday in the States ending. How was he going to explain this to his parents?

"Of course. There would be no point in entering a bond if we stayed here while you return back home," Mara managed to sniff disdainfully even in thought. "Now let us go back to your mate; we want to meet him."

"Of course I get arrogant animals as bonding partners," Draco muttered darkly. "You better be able to turn invisible as well, because I don't want to explain your presence to an entire school."

He ignored the warning growl of Mara and led the three animals back to the house.

He would have one hell of a time trying to explain the presence of the two animals. Why couldn't he have a snake like Harry? At least that would be more fitting for him than a larger than normal eagle and a large snow leopard, who was as big as Ruby.

In the end, the explanation of the new presence of two magical creatures was accepted without too much fuss of the adults.

Remus had called Lucius and Narcissa back because it concerned their son. While they were wary of the two animals, they accepted their presence after the explanation, thinking that extra protection was always welcome, especially with the threat of Dumbledore looming over them.

Harry was mainly fascinated with how Draco's bonding animals looked like, especially with the cold flame on Mara's tail.

Both boys agreed that it would be a very interesting year with the four magical pets.

AN2: Another normal ending - well, normal for my standards XD So what do you think of it? What are your thoughts about the new additions to the family? (They will serve a purpose in this story - it's not like they are just there to give Draco some pets LOL)

I hope you liked it! Please leave your thoughts behind in a review!

See you all in the next chapter: "Ministry ball and departure"

Cuddles

Melissa
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