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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. Happy reading.

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(Harry P.O.V.)

I sit with Ron and Hermione in the Gryffindor common room, the fire blazing merrily before us. "Hey, you alright mate?" I lazily bring my gaze up from the fire to focus on my red headed friend, I can't help a small smile of happiness that spreads across my face as his arms loop around his girlfriend. "To be honest? I think I've had an information overload" Hermione looks up at me from her homework and frowns. "What do you mean Harry? Surely it isn't about things between you and Draco?" I shake my head, think a bit and then shrug slightly. "Yeah that too I guess. I mean everything is happening so fast. What with my Veela powers coming into strength; finding out Draco is not only a Veela too, but also my mate. Getting engaged, learning more of my family history, finding my godmother and discovering I am gay" Hermione and Ron are gaping openly at me now.

Cursing my self I settle down for a long talk, remembering that due to everything that has happened in the past few weeks I haven't had much time to catch up with my friends. "So spill, start from family history and work your way up to getting engaged." Hermione and Ron sit snuggled on the couch whilst I sit at the opposite end looking at them smiling happily.

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"Last year just before the end of term, before I went back to the Dursley's for the summer after...after..." I take a deep shaky breath and take warmth from Hermione's hand that is resting on my arm. "Just after the incident at the Ministry, Dumbledore called me into his office. He wanted to talk to me about some things that he felt he should have told me about my mum before. The reason why Voldemort didn't want to kill her."

~ Flashback ~

"Harry, please have a seat." The sullen faced Harry threw a death glare at the aging headmaster, eyeing him with distaste but sat down all the same. "It's time I told you, what I should have told you long ago." Harry scoffed and looked away. " Please Harry, I know I've done wrong by you; but this is important. Things for you are about to change dramatically." Harry drew his gaze back to the man before him and sighed. "How so Sir?" He almost spat out the last part.

" Harry, I think it's time you learnt about your family history." Harry waited for the headmaster to sit at his desk. This sounded like it would take awhile. "When your mother was very young she was extremely interested in potions, she received potion kits as gifts and revelled in hiding herself away for hours on end to fiddle with the ideas she had. One day, a few years before she was due to come here, a potion she concocted backfired." Harry's face had paled considerably at this point, but Albus kept on, this needed to be said even if it did cause pain. "She was rushed to St. Mungo's and it was discovered that a major part of her DNA structure had been wiped out, not enough to kill her but enough to make her highly unstable. She needed to have another beings DNA strands inserted into her own. Your grandparents jumped to offer theirs but it would have resulted in their own deaths." Albus paused to take a breath, and to see Harry's reaction to this.

"Sadly and luckily I suppose, a few rooms down, a couple were in a state of despair. One of the two happened to be a full-blooded Veela, and her partner was on death's door, now when a Veelian's mate passes on, the Veela will follow shortly after due to grief and loneliness. So after two days of instability from your mother, the mate died and in grief the Veela came forward and offered her own DNA freely. Your grandparents were hesitant, knowing that your mother would then become part Veela, but it was necessary for Lily's survival." Harry's eyes narrowed and he shifted slightly. "I know about Veela's Sir, so that means my father was a compatible partner for my mother then?" Albus smiled and clasped his hands together on the desk infront of him and gazed over his half moon spectacles.

"Your mother came to Hogwarts, and everyone was attracted to her. But up until her last year here she and your father never really got along, well that's not to say your father wasn't head over heels for your mother. But Lily had suspicions he was her mate, and instead of sating her Veela scents and dating him, and marking him as her own. She allowed him to grow a year; Mature somewhat, when he finally woke up to himself, your mother...well in simple terms marked him. She had her own mark, and it was just a matter of days before she marked your father." Albus watched the look of confusion wash over Harry's face. "Which makes you, as her son, part Veela. Soon you will come into your rightful senses and find that you can smell things from afar and with great precision, you'll be able to hear things better, sharper and your touch will become more sensitive." Harry nodded, not looking at the man. 'Sure' he thought icily. 'Why wouldn't something like this happen to me?'

"You'll be able to determine just who your mate is, and then you'll be able to mark him or her as your own." Harry nodded and stood up. "Is that all sir?" Dumbledore stood and looked him over. "Just a few more things"

~ End Flash Back ~

"He explained to me the different types of Veela and what not" I finish, they are both looking at me with understanding looks on their faces. "But where does your 'godmother' come into this Harry?" Hermione asks me softly, moving forward to hold my hand. I grimace and scrub my face with my free hand. "That's a long story," I say seriously. Ron smiles and adjusts himself into a more comfortable position. "Well we have all night," He says with a determined face.

"You know how Draco and I weren't at the welcome feast?" I begin, earning nods from both Ron and Hermione, who already knew this part. "Dumbledore had known about both Draco and I being of Veelian heritage; so it was of no surprise to me when he summoned us both into his office when we came inside after the carriage ride. He had set up an area for Draco and myself to use whilst we played cat and mouse, for lack of a better explanation." A small 'humph' from Hermione stops me from saying anything more. "Veelian's have to pursue their submissive mate's and catch them, this is the first stage of bonding." Ron nods and speaks. "Alright, I get the picture, Harry and Malfoy run around for awhile and then Harry catches him. What does that have to do with his godmother?" I sigh and give him a frustrated look. "Patience, is a virtue." I say in a clipped tone. "That I neither have, nor want." He retorts and I chuckle.

"Alright, I'll skip ahead shall I?" He nods slightly and I launch back into my story telling. "Part of the reason I caught him was the fact that he had stopped to play with-" I have to stop now because I am growling to deeply for speech. I throw a glare at Hermione because she has collapsed against Ron's chest in a fit of laughter. "I'm sorry, it's that the look on your face because of-" She has to stop because she is laughing too hard to continue. "What?" Ron asks looking between us both. "Draco discovered a baby Pegasus playing by a pond. That's part of the reason I managed to catch him in the time I did. He got distracted by the little- beast." Hermione breaks into a fresh peal of laughter at the look on my face. "You're getting jealous over a little winged horse?" Ron's voice is incredulous. I shift slightly and look away ignoring Hermione's silent fit of laughter. "Well it turns out that the little shit belongs to Professor Star." Hermione's laughter dies down to snorts and giggles and Ron's expression is that of confusion.

"Draco's dorm mates didn't appreciate him bringing that four legged crap factory back into the SCR (Slytherin Common Room) so he was forced to take it to the forbidden forest." Hermione frowns at me and holds her hand up signaling me to stop for a moment. "Wait, wait. He took it to the forest? Why didn't he just take it to Professor Dumbledore? He would have been able to handle it." I think about this and shrug. "It was late Herm, and after all we had dealt with he wasn't thinking. Anyway, he took it to the edge of the forest. But before he had a chance to coax it into going, Professor Dumbledore appeared with Professor Star. He over heard their conversation- Yes Herm, eavesdropping is bad- But the stupid little thing starting making noise, the Professor's heard him trying to get it to shut up." Ron snorted and I slap his arm before continuing. "So Dumbledore took him up to his office and they talked. Draco was made to swear not to tell me about Professor Star being my godmother; because she wanted to do it." Hermione sighs softly as I finish my little explanation. "So Malfoy knew all along who she was?" Ron asks from his end of the couch, I nod to him. "They weren't counting on him subconsciously telling me in his thoughts." Hermione frowns and looks up at me. "Yes, about that Harry. Is that what caused it? The simple fact that he wanted to tell you bad enough that he projected his thoughts to you without knowing?" I nod to her and yawn. "That just about sums it up. He didn't want me to hurt anymore-" I am cut off by the sounds of the fat lady yelling at someone.

It's close to midnight so everyone in the common has moved on to the dormitories a short while ago, leaving Ron, Hermione and myself to the peace and quiet of an empty room. "Who on earth could she be yelling at like that?" Hermione asks in a panicked voice, leaping from my side on the couch and bolting over to investigate. Ron and I stand and walk over, curious expressions on our faces. "Who's there?" Hermione asks through the small gap she has made by opening the portrait slightly. "Hermione?! Is that you?!" a voice responds. "Listen here, students should not be wandering around at this time of night, and definitely should not be trying to get into other house common rooms!" The fat lady says sternly. "Who is it?" Ron asks Hermione's back, she turns and shrugs opening the portrait a little more. "Oh my! Come in! We'll have to give you the password from now on." She says with a giggle to who ever is standing on the other side of the portrait. Hermione moves back to let the person in and I grin widely. "Draco" I say softly as he eyes Ron nervously. "Yes, that is my name." He says with a smirk.

"Actually your name is-" He cuts me off by sending me a death glare. "Don't you dare!" He hisses to me, I grin evilly. "Draconis Salazar Malfoy" He lunges at me, causing me to stumble back and fall onto the couch. "And I thought Draco was an odd name" Ron says as he and Hermione walk over to join us. "Watch it Weasel." Draco says after I sit up and pull him against my chest.

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"So what are you doing here?" I ask him softly; he looks up at me with a shy smile. "I thought it would be nice if I could sneak in here and crawl into bed with you, you know wake up together? I didn't expect you to be awake." He explains; Hermione has to place her hand over Ron's mouth to prevent him from saying something particularly nasty. "Mmmm that would have been nice." I say into his neck, he shivers and pushes me away weakly. "What were you all talking about?" He asks wiggling into my arms with a contented sigh. "I was just telling Herm and Ron about Ariana" I say darkly, he turns to face me with a sympathetic smile. "You never did tell me what happened when you got back" Hermione looks confused but I shake my head. "I'll get to that Draco, I've just got up to why I heard you in my head." He blushes delightfully and I don't stop myself from kissing the rosy hue softly.

"Now, I was up to when you and I went to the manor." Draco scowls and closes his eyes, preparing to fall asleep; but before he can drift off I squeeze his hand. "No, don't go to sleep yet. I'd like you to tell them this bit if you wouldn't mind." He squirms a bit and groans. "Do I have to? Seriously?" Was the grumbled reply, carefully I place my palms on his back and shimmy him into a sitting position against my chest. "My father was displeased at the fact that Harry is my mate to be, he didn't like the fact that his loyalties would be tested." Hermione and Ron attempt to look a little confused, but Draco just snuggles into my left shoulder and sighs. " We all know what he is, so let's not pussy foot around." Ron blushes slightly, but Hermione smiles sadly at him. "Well, he chose Voldemort. He left us because his loyalties lie with some scaly skinned, snaked eyed, pyschophanatic creep." Hermoine's face has just turned an interesting shade of red, whilst Ron seems to be torn between sympathy and disgust.

"Wait Lucius abandoned you and your mother because of Harry?" Ron asks increduly. Draco nods slowly and looks up, I smile into his eyes softly as he speaks. "Dear old dad wants to be in Voldemort's high ranks too desperately. He figured it would be considered treason when people find out that Harry is my mate." Hermione shakes her head softly. "That's stupid" Draco nods and motions for me to pick up where he left off. "We did go back to Malfoy Manor; hence the reason I wasn't here for most of the day before yesterday." Draco shivers against me in such a way that I Accio a blanket from the sixth year boys Dorm. Wrapping him up in it I lean back. "Things were ok from there; In fact with no interruptions I managed to snag us our first real kiss" I grin cockily, and with passion as Hermione giggles and Ron turns a dangerous shade of green. Draco tilts his face up so that his soft lips grazed mine lightly. "Tease" I whisper softly before looking back at Hermione and Ron.

"We had dinner, and Narcissa left the Manor to deal with ministry matters concerning her divorce." At this Draco tenses up. " Not long after that we got an unexpected visitor." Hermione quirks a brow at me. "Ariana?" She asks. "No, not yet, she comes in, in a minute. No, this first one was Lucius Malfoy." Draco is unbelievably tense now, I think it's time I stopped so he calmed down. "Maybe-Maybe I should take things over from here?" He whispers, allowing my massaging fingers to relax him ever so slightly. "Alright love, only if you're sure." He nods against my shoulder. "He made me feel dirty I guess. When he stood in front of me for the first time since Harry and I discovered we were mates; I-I had an what do you call them? An epiphany. All my life I had been brought up to hate and despise 'The boy who lived'." I feel him take a deep breath before continuing. "And then wham, suddenly because of chemicals in our blood we are lusting for each other. I felt conflicted and dirty. So I turned Harry down. I refused him his right to be near his mate." I wrap my arms around him just a little tighter just to show him that I understood. "Then Ariana showed up, and I sent Harry away." Hermione looks up in surprise. "Oh my gosh! She actually showed up at the manor?" Hermione asks, a hand over her mouth in shock. "Much to my surprise, yes she did." Draco says softly. "I mean we have a million and one charms and wards protecting the manor from unwanted visitors, they know who to let in and who to send away." I blink and look and my mate.

"So because I was with you I was able to get in?" he shook his head and sighed. "No, mum added you to the ward allowance list." I nod in understanding. "I see, and I do know why Ariana was able to get past the wards." Draco's head snaps up again to look at me. "She used to work for your mum at one stage." He smirks and shakes his head. "That doesn't surprise me one bit." Sighing he looks around me with a small frown. We watch him dig around with amusement when finally I have to ask. " Uh, what are you doing?" He looks up briefly a look of frustration on his face. "Your hand." He stated simply, grinning I lift my hands from behind my head and he grabs on, lacing our fingers together he leans back. "That's better" Hermione grins slightly, trying not to giggle. "Now we're up to what happened when you got back. What happened?" I close my eyes, a dark look crossing my face again.

~ Flash back ~

"Harry please, will you wait up?" Harry spun around to face the woman just before they reached the gargoyles. "Why? So you can lie to me some more?" Ariana bowed her head and looked at the floor. "Which would you have preferred Harry? The fight for Sirius's innocence to be unfought?" Harry's heart clenched in his chest. "How dare you! How dare you talk about him! You weren't even there to stop Bellatrix!" Ariana looked up now, a sad expression on her face. "I would have been there in a breath Harry, I was in the ministry at the time." Harry froze, his eyes narrowing to slits. "Then why didn't you come? Why didn't you come?" The gargoyles chose that moment to spring apart and reveal the aging headmaster.

"As helpful as this would be for Harry to talk this out, right here in the corridor is not the place. Please come up." He said gently, but the seething Harry didn't hear a word of it. "You know what I've noticed? That you like playing me into your little schemes. You like to leave me clues, or give me hints. Why? Because I'll follow them, anything to help my friends." He hissed, stepping forward. His Veelian Magic was erupting dangerously, as he spoke a gentle black and green aura shimmered around him. "I wont do it anymore, I'm tired of loosing people I love, I'm tired of being used, enough is enough." Albus nodded sadly and moved aside. "I understand Harry, but please, can we do this in my office?" Glaring daggers at them both he stormed off up the stairs swearing the whole way.

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"You know where I've been and you know who I am. I want to get to know you; if you'll let me." Harry wanted to be angry with her, but the logic and reasons behind it made it hard to remain mad. "You could have owled me to explain it, or better yet, you could have told me. Explained it to me." He said looking at the headmaster, who like Ariana, had his head bowed in a sign of shame. "Circumstances wouldn't allow it Harry!" Ariana cried in frustration. "We weren't even going to tell you until I was ready." As soon as she said this she regretted it because Harry had stood up and glared at them. "YOU WERE GOING TO KEEP LIEING TO ME?! AFTER ALL I'VE BEEN THROUGH?!" He panted after his little outburst and looked at the floor.

"It seems there will be no reasoning with you Harry." Albus said looking at the Owl that had just landed on his desk. He carefully unraveled the parchment and scanned it. "Maybe it would be best if you waited at the front doors for Draco, cool off a bit." He looked up at the mention of his mate's name. "It seems his mother is sending him back." Without a backward glance Harry took off to wait for his lover by the front doors, although it lifted his mood only a little.

~ End Flash Back ~

"So that's why you were there!" Draco says kissing my neck, I shudder and look down at him. " Yeah, that's why I was there waiting for you." He grins and rubs his nose against mine. "I think Ron and I will go to bed." Hermione says with a knowing grin. Looking over the top of the blonde head before me, I lock eyes with my best friend. Grabbing Ron's hand she leads him to the stairs after they say goodnight. "So now it's just you" Draco kisses my neck softly to prove a point. "And me" I return the favor. "And the blanket" He wiggles down under the checkered bed blanket to prove a point.

" I see. And now, what are we going to do with these things?" I ask innocently. Draco blushes wide eyed, and I stop playing to wrap my arms around his tiny waist. "It's alright love, I won't push you." He smiles, and looks more than a little relieved that I hadn't picked here and now to mate with him and settles his chin on my chest. " Harry, have you thought about how you're going to mark me? Oh and can I see your mark?" I chuckle as his eyes light up with excitement and he dives under the blankets searching my bare chest for a mark. "Draco! Stop it!" I  laugh as quietly as I can as his fragile fingers ghost over my sides. He pokes his head out from the blanket and grins, making him look the image of innocence with his hair mussed everywhere. "Ticklish?" He asks flexing his long fingers over my ribs, I squirm and catch his wrists arching my hips up against him, he is temporarily stunned and I catch my breath.

"Now sexy, you want to see my mark?" He blushes a scarlet red and mock scowls at me. "Alright, you'll have to get up. It's in an awkward place." He frowns and slides off me, sitting in a kneeling position on the floor. Slowly I lower the elastic on my pyjama pants, causing Draco's face to go red all over-it really is a delicious sight. I lower the corner to just under my hipbone, revealing a small black phoenix, its eyes the colour of ice. Draco leans forward and touches it tentatively sending shivers up my spine. "What does it symbolise?" He whispers bringing his lips to it. I moan softly and arch my hips forward, with a small frown of concentration I clear my throat. "The black Phoenix symbolises my need for shadows, the desire to disappear. And the ice eyes symbolise what little innocence I have left." He smiles against the mark. "It's beautiful." He purrs, running his fingers over my hips to touch the mark again. "Dray, as wonderful as this is, if you keep going we may have a problem" My voice is husky, and I know my eyes have darkened. "What do you-oh!" He snaps back and I chuckle and allow my pants to snap back up. "S-sorry" He stutters, embarrassed. I lay back on the couch and wait for him to curl up next to me, so that his head is on my chest.

"You'll have to get used to situations like that" I say softly to the shivering form, He sighs and then spreads out to lay sprawled over me. " Well, Let's get some shut eye shall we? And besides, the holidays are coming up pretty quick and I need to talk to Ariana about some things." Draco mumbles something and then sighs again. "Goodnight then" I close my eyes snuggle down next to Draco and allow sleep to wash over me. The next day was going to be a long one.
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