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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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Chapter List
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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.

(Overall view)

The snow falls in delicate random patterns, as a lone figure stands by the edge of the frozen Hogwarts lake allowing the soft, white flakes to settle on his long eyelashes and in his silver white hair; not that it mattered as they instantly became invisible. "One, One thousand, Two, One thousand, three, one thousand, four one thousand, five one thousand..." The counting stops abruptly as a man walks through the last row of trees and spots his albino lover standing so serenely beside the lake; arms wrapped around his waist and eyes closed against the world, his chin tilted up with a calm and uncaring look on his face.

"Six, one thousand" The man whispers stepping towards the man quietly. "I know you are there" The voice was void of its usual venom dripping sarcasm. "Oh, do you now" Harry whispers looping his arms around his lover's waist and squeezing him tight. "Oomph-you right there?" Draco squeaks out, resting his arms on top of the ones newly wrapped around his waist. "Hmmm...Christmas already; the time sure has flown." Harry whispers in Draco's ear gently, not wanting to break the magical spell that has been cast over the grounds. The crisp white lawns spreading out for as far as the eye can see. The many arms of the trees lining the Hogwarts borders were so thickly covered in snow that they had the appearance of giants wearing white jumpers. "It's only been three months Harry." Draco says with a gentle laugh. "So we are going to the manor for Christmas Eve yes?" Draco nods against Harry's shoulder in affirmation.

"And mother had invited Ariana over for a 'girl's night'" Harry tenses slightly and looks down at Draco's tilted face. "Ariana is going to be there?" The look in Harry's eyes worries his mate. "Yes, my mother invited her to spend a couple of days. Is that going to be alright with you?" Draco's arms threaded themselves around Harry's neck, as his mate's arms tightened around his waist. "Yes! With my mate to be by my side, my mother in law to be and Godmother with us; it will be a proper family Christmas. I can't see why this would be a problem." Draco smiles and kisses the raven-haired boys cheek gently. "Mmmm...I think...I know what I want to be doing Christmas Eve." Harry's eyes twinkle with desire and humor. "Oh? And what would that be my little silver dragon?" This earns him a soft swat on his chest. "You'll see, you just have to be patient." With this Draco sticks his tongue out playfully and speeds off towards the school, leaving Harry to look bewildered at his retreating mate.

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"Young love, is there anything sweeter?" Albus Dumbledore turns to face the young woman standing by his side window, staring down obviously at her Godson and his mate. "Lemon drop?" He offers jokingly, grinning as she turns to face him. "Seriously Albus, I couldn't be happier for them. But I can't help feeling a little lonely, I mean I'm not young anymore" The red headed woman walks over to the elderly man. "You are not young Ariana, nor are you old. You are in your prime. You will find someone I know you will." Ariana gives the old man a look that simply says. 'I don't believe you'. Earning her a hearty chuckle from the headmaster.

" You are an attractive young woman of forty two, you will find someone." Albus raises an eyebrow, and a hand to silence the Defence professor. "Come in Severus." Ariana spins to face the door, her face alight with pleasure at the simple fact that the man she had admired for so long as a person was all right. "Albus we have to..." Severus walks in, an arm clutched to his stomach in pain, he pauses mid sentence to cast a cautious glance in Ariana's direction. "It's alright Severus, she is trustworthy. Think of her previous job." This seems to be sufficient enough for the injured man, as he nods and sits down carefully. "We need to talk about Potter and Mister Malfoy." Ariana, seeing as it was her godson involved, sat down with the two men to talk.

"They seem to be going fine, relationship wise, but I do not know how they are going mentally. Mister Malfoy has been deserted by his father, and has suffered great anxiety from the event…" The door to the office is opened casually, and a very calm Harry Potter walks in to stand by the desk. "Do you not think me capable of caring for my mate's well-being?" The words come out calmly, and well-spaced. "That is not the case Mister Potter. Draco is my godson and-" Once again Severus is cut off, but this time by Ariana. "And Harry is mine! And you don't see me talking to the head master about his well-being. Severus they are sixteen, they know how to look after themselves. And they both know where we are if they do need to talk." Albus looks at them all and then clears his throat. "Certainly that is correct, but please, Let us handle this without a childish screaming match." His old blue eyes focus on his golden boy.

"Harry was there something you wanted?" "Yes actually headmaster, Draco and I are ready to leave for the manor, my mate is just packing a few last things and saying his good-byes and then he will be here." Albus nods and notes Harry's bags by the door. "Very well, how long will you both be gone?" Harry looks at Ariana briefly before responding. "A week maximum." Is the simple reply. A soft huff attracts everyone's attention. "Hello campers! Are we ready for a weeks worth of Malfoy entertainment?" Harry can't help but grin at his mate's enthusiasm for the up coming trip. "I know I am." Harry whispers huskily into Draco's ear, causing the blonde god to shudder happily. "Right then, Professor Star? Are you coming with us?" The small woman shakes her head softly.

"I will be over a little later tonight, so tell your mother to be ready for me." Draco nods happily and throws his and Harry's bags into Dumbledore's fireplace, then promptly grabs Harry's wrist and pulls him in to the fireplace to stand beside him. "We'll just be off then!" The last thing Harry sees before being whisked away by a cloud of green smoke, are three sad and worried faces. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

"Draco darling, you are early! Not that I'm not happy to see you." Narcissa's face is full of lines, and they seem to just add to her beauty in Harry's opinion. "I thought Harry and I could start going through some of the family albums and I could pre-warn him about some of our more eccentric family members." Harry grins and wraps an arm lovingly around Draco's waist pulling him close. "But what about your mother? Won't you get lonely up here on your own Narcissa?" The woman falters and takes in her son's mate for a minute. "Are you inviting me to spend time with you?" Her voice is incredulous. As if this was the last thing she had expected. "Only if you'd like." Harry replies with a soft shrug. "That would be nice, I'll see to getting some lunch sent up for us then?" Both boys nod and head towards the library.

"Draco, can I ask you something?" Harry murmurs into his love's ear from behind as they walk slowly towards their destination. Draco leans back against Harry's chest carefully, "Why did my mother seem so shocked that you invited her to come and sit with us?" The blonde continues with a smile. "It's because we haven't bonded yet, and because I'm still ovulating I'll get rather clingy, so to speak, and she was shocked that I agreed to it as well. She figured I wouldn't let any others near you." Harry nodded and kissed the soft white skin behind his mate's ear causing the boy to miss a step and stumble forwards.

"Can we not do things that will distract the blonde man walking?" He says once has righted himself. "Sorry love, it was too hard to resist." Harry frowns slightly and walks to his mate, sliding his hands over his chest, back and then running his fingertips lightly over the blonde's face. "You didn't hurt yourself did you?" He asks worriedly, the softness in his voice startling both of them. "Of course I didn't love. Don't worry about me so much." Draco couldn't help leaning into the gentle touches Harry was placing over his cheeks. "You know I can't help but worry about you." With a gentle sigh Harry wraps his arms around Draco's waist and pulls closer, smiling as Draco's palms settle against his chest. "You have no idea what you do to me, how you make my heart flutter when you catch me staring at you." He kisses Draco's cheek lightly then continues talking.

"That smile you get on your face when you're thinking about something that makes you happy." Harry grazes his lips against the other cheek, so he doesn't make the first one jealous. "The way you look when you sleep, the way you look at me. The way you get lost in your own little world when you talk about our future together." He brings their lips together, and Draco melts against the boy he has fallen in love with. Opening his mouth that little bit further so Harry's tongue can slide over his and massage it, he mewls softly and allows his own tongue to be sucked into the warm cavern of Harry's mouth. A moment passes and they have to break away, chests heaving, smiles in their eyes and on their faces. "Sentimentalist." Draco mumbles against Harry's neck, before they finally start walking towards the library once more.

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"Ok this is the only family album I like to look at, because all the other ones have the previous Malfoy family pictures in it." Draco says as he joins Harry on the lounge and tucks his legs under him. "How many Malfoy families are there now?" Harry asks as he wraps his arms around Draco's tiny waist and pulls him closer so that the smaller boy is fitted into his side nicely. "Only two, my family, and my uncle's. Which is my father's brother." Harry's face lights up some, as if remembering something. "That reminds me, your father was in Azkaban the last I heard, mind telling me how he managed to get out?" Draco tilts his head up to look at Harry and sighs. " The Dementor's are slowly going back to Voldemort, so it's easier to get out of that place now and my father more or less bribed his way out of there. So did the rest of them." Accepting this quickly Harry nudges the book in Draco's lap.

"Ok, there are heaps of me as a baby with my cousins. Here's one of my Uncle's family." Harry stares at the picture in wonder, the man that stood in the photo looks identical to Lucius in every way. The long blonde hair, the sharp silver eyes and the height. The difference between the two is the fact that this man is smiling openly and lovingly at his family. "My cousins, my Aunt and my Uncle are all half-Veela as well. That's my Uncle Alexander He is my father's older brother, that is my Aunt Constance. I just call her Aunt Connie." Harry slid his gaze over the woman sitting on the white wicker swing, her long auburn hair flowing about her shoulders. Her soft deep blue eyes shining with mirth. "She's pretty" Harry can't help noting the similarity in between this woman and his mother, mainly the hair though. "And that is my youngest cousin Sierra, she is our age. She is an absolute horror fanatic. She is obsessed with zombie's." Harry focuses on the little girl at the bottom of the picture, her face alight with laughter, her light auburn hair brushed away from her face elegantly, her eyes looking at the corner of the picture.

"And those, are the twins. They turned twenty-two this year. Don't be afraid when you meet them, they haven't found their mates yet so they will be a little high strung." Harry looks at the final two people in the picture. They stand a little way apart from each other and seem to be fencing with sticks. They both have identical long auburn hair, and deep blue eyes flecked with silver. "Their names are Xenia and Lydia." Harry groans at the thought of another set of twins. "It's ok Harry." Both he and Draco look up as Narcissa walks into the library carrying a tray of ham and lettuce sandwiches, three glasses and a jug of pumpkin juice. "You'll be able to tell them apart. Lydia has a tattoo of a white wolf on her shoulder, it's her mark. She likes to show it off a lot." Harry feels Draco's fingers trace over the fabric of his trousers over the top of his own mark.

"And Xenia's mark is on her lower back, like her sister she likes to show it off. Hers is of a black wolf and it's on the small of her back." She sets the tray down and settles in to the chair across from her son and his mate. "Sierra's tattoo is on her right shoulder blade, it's a cobra that's about to attack." Harry's face washes over with a look of utter confusion. "Wait a minute." He says looking up at Narcissa. "I thought only dominant's and dominant gays have marks? I didn't realise your mark could just appear." Draco smiles at his mate lovingly. "I sometimes forget you haven't grown up with this knowledge. I feel guilty that I haven't sat down before now to explain these things too you." Harry blushes slightly, running his fingers in little circles over Draco's stomach. "How about a little history lesson on Veela after lunch?" He whispers gently, his breath hitching with each circle of Harry's fingers.

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Narcissa smiles and collects the lunch plates as Draco settles into his explanation. "When Half Veela come into their senses, they more or less have to find their mate immediately. Not to bond, just to know that they do have a mate and won't have to die of a lonely heart. After a set period of time, if they haven't found said mate, their marks will appear, in the case of a submissive, not only with their scent allure their mate. But the visual aide of their mark will prove that they are indeed Veela." He pauses to catch his breath and then continues.

"In Lydia and Xenia's case, they have out run their time and they now have their marks." Harry nods in understanding. "I see, but what about your younger cousin? Sierra?" Narcissa clears her throat and signals she will explain now. "When an half-Veela is gay, they will have their mark as of their sixteenth birthday. Like you Harry." She smiles as Harry looks down at Draco lovingly. "And when you mark your mate, whether it be whilst bonding or before, even after. They have a special ability." Draco's eyes twinkle with happiness and excitement. "When both Veela in the couple have their marks, their combined magic, sort of give the marks life. So when you mark me, my mark and your mark will move and we can even swap marks from time to time. It is a sign of trust and loyalty. As well as an added connection between us."

Harry grins and touches Draco cheek, bringing his face closer. Narcissa seeing this affectionate move decides she best leave the boys alone for a little while. Quietly she stands and exits the library, closing the doors behind her.

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The two share small loving kisses, filled with warmth and tenderness. Steadily the kisses become longer, and more drawn out, leaving them breathless with each break. Harry's hands slide under Draco's shirt and caress the white skin of his chest, forcing the ivory angel to arch into his touch. Making a split second decision he slides the top off and allows it to slip to the floor. "Mmm...don't...don't stop." Draco's breaths are heavy and filled with lust as Harry grazes the boy's nipples with his teeth and fingernails. "We should stop Dragon, I don't know how much longer I'll have the ability to do so"

Draco looks down at his mate and smiles. "Kiss me?" He whispers in breathily and Harry leans up to do so. Not believing his advantage, Draco easily slips his legs around Harry's waist and pulls him down. The raven haired Gryffindor emits a long, low keening sound as Draco grinds his hips upwards and into Harry’s growing erection.

"Merlin, Draco!" He doesn't know how much more will power he has left, and it is slowly being chipped away by Draco. "Please...oh gods...Harry!" Something primal snaps inside Harry and he thrust his hips down hard, and is rewarded with a deep rumbling moan from his mate. Draco's hands slide under the back of Harry's shirt as their hips work together to keep the wonderful friction going. "Take your shirt off love, please." Harry, unable to deny any request coming from the parted swollen lips of his lover, sheds his shirt with ease and then braces himself on his hands, rocking his hips into Draco's and effectively rubbing their erections together. The silver eyed Slytherin leans up, rocking hard into Harry, and attaches his lips to the creamy skin of Harry's neck.

"Draco....mmm.." Their minds are now mush as they concentrate on the electrical tingles flowing through them, but it isn't enough for Harry he has to have more. Reluctantly Harry peels his hips away from the ones undulating beneath him and chuckles as Draco whimpers. "What are you....?" Draco is stopped by Harry running his palm over the tented material of Draco's pants. Instantly the blonde boys head falls back and he bucks his hips up, unintelligible sounds slip pass the parted lips as Harry quickens his pace, licking and sucking around Draco's navel, dipping his tongue in and out in a show of what is to come for their mating. With a low gargling noise, Draco arches up once, bucks hard against Harry's hand and falls, shattering into a million happy pieces. Slowly Harry slides himself onto his lover and peers down. "How do you feel?" He whispers, sucking along the pro-offered neck before him, his hips grind against Draco's sensitive limp member.

"Pleasantly sated" Silver eyes peer down at a raven mop. "Though you on the other hand..." He sighs happily as Harry ground their hips together in a slow rhythm, still kissing along the column of Draco's neck. "I can stop" Harry pants out in between kisses and thrusts. "No. You can't." Draco says slowly pushing Harry off so they can switch positions. "Let me?" He whispers before straddling his mate's hips, positioning his own above the strong and stubborn erection. "So close...baby..." Harry arches his back to a point that leaves Draco in awe, soon he realises that this isn't from pleasure. But from pain. "Oh, Harry! Shhh..." Draco's hips grind quickly and firmly against Harry, He soon finds himself riding his lover, with Harry's hands clamped on his waist for leverage. With one last mind-blowing kiss; Harry shudders his release and collapses in a boneless like state.

Draco places one hand on either side of Harry's head and smiles down on him. "How do *you* feel?" Harry simply grins and snuggles his face into Draco's chest. "Sticky, tired and very, very, very good." The blonde nods and rolls off the Gryffindor's chest to lay beside him comfortably. "Well, we could sleep here for a little while, rest. Then we can shower, and have dinner. And then have a repeat performance?" Harry looks down at the hopeful face of his mate and sighs. "Repeat? I was hoping for a repeat and an encore." Draco wiggles up slightly and kisses Harry. "Ok, sleep now. Sexual explorations later." The tired mumble of Draco floats up from Harry's chest. Smiling to himself Harry wraps Draco up in his arms and prepares himself for a very well deserved nap. Narcissa closes the library door, she had waited half an hour, out of respect, before she had come to check on them. A smile crosses her face as she enters her den, happy that her son had found his own soul in another.

A loud bang from her fireplace signals the arrival of her guest. She immediately crosses the room to greet her. "The boys are in the library but I think it best if we just leave them." Narcissa says with a wide grin on her face as Ariana exits the fireplace. "They move pretty quickly." The red headed woman replies, Narcissa helps her friend with the bags she has brought. "They're teenagers." She says simply. "I guess" Was all the response Ariana can come up with. "They're actually sleeping now, I'll send an elf to wake them up soon." Ariana nods, the tension between the two women noticeable. "It's been a while hasn't it 'Cissa?" Narcissa looks up at the sound of her old school pet name. "Too long maybe." She whispers softly, placing the bags down near the far wall. "Look at us, acting as if we haven't met. Come here." She holds her arms open and allows the smaller woman to enter them. "I missed you 'Cissa. I didn't think we would ever be friends again." Ariana looks up at the taller woman and smiles.

"But that's the past right? And this is now. So wash away the dirt, and we'll look at this through clean and new lenses." Narcissa erupts into laughter. "You never did make any sense with your little sayings did you? But how you loved them." Ariana swats Narcissa's arm playfully. "Shush you old fogey, now. What's say we get some tea and talk things out?" Ariana suggest, looking at the fireplace with glee. "Sure."

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"What time is it?" Harry's voice is lagged with sleep, his mind still in a fog. "Mffdinuuu?" Comes the, oh so intelligent response from his slumbering mate. " And that's suppose to mean...?" Harry asks sliding out from under his lover. "I-don't-know" Draco's speech is broken up by a cute yawn that causes Harry to pause in his dressing and kiss the sleepy eyed blonde. "Mmm...I like waking up that way. Let's do it more often." Draco's arms come up to rest around Harry's neck as he molds himself against Harry's back. "Do we have to get up?" Harry hands Draco his shirt and nods. "That we do, would you like to go down to dinner with your mother and my godmother with tainted trousers?" Draco grins into Harry's neck. "No? ok. Let's shower." A thought strikes him and he wraps his legs around Harry's waist from behind and clings to the boy's shoulders.

"High Ho Harry! Away!" At this Harry raises an eyebrow. "I've been demoted to a mere mule? How loving." But he stands up never the less and carries Draco out into the hallway. " Where too?" Draco stops attacking Harry's neck briefly to point down the hallway. "Down there, turn left, up a flight of stairs, turn right. Third door to your left." Harry swallows the information and nods. "Ok, one, two, three." He lets Draco slide of his back and opens the door in front of him. "Wow. You could fit the entire four Hogwarts Quidditch teams in here." Draco grins and walks passed him picking up a white fluffy towel on his way.

"Coming golden boy?" He throws over his shoulder as he sheds his shirt and his trousers, side stepping behind a privacy screen. Not to be out done, Harry strips and grabs his towel, slowly walking over to where Draco has disappeared too. "Well, look at you." Draco's Sultry voice calls Harry's attention to the side of the large shower stall, the design was beautiful, it is simple a large part of the room sectioned off, at the top of the left hand wall is a large dip where several large grey rocks had been balanced. Draco is standing directly underneath the rocks, causing his mate to worry. "Come on, stand next to me. I'll show you how it works." Harry walked cautiously over to his lover, knowing that if this shower isn't a quick one, they will both be late to dinner.

"You put your hand on this panel" Draco lifts Harry's right hand to rest on the panel with a blue dot, and a slow trickle of water begins to tumble down over the rocks and on to them. "Very cold" He quickly places Harry's hand on the panel with a red dot, the water heats up and more seems to fall on them. Soon the water is cascading down over them. Relaxing their muscles and washing away their traces of passion. "Come here you." Draco grabs Harry's arm and pulls him closer, grinning he dumps a glob of vanilla smelling lotion into his hair. "Now, massage it in." Draco does the same thing to himself, his long slender fingers working the wonderful smelling lotion into his scalp. "Now, rinse it out." He instructs, tipping his head back and allowing the water to rise the white foam from his long silver locks. As Harry allows the water to do the same to his long raven ones. "You see the panel with the star on it? Push it gently." Harry quickly locates the said panel and pushes it lightly, grinning at his lover, as the water becomes scented with lilac. "You have scented water?" He asks incredulously. Draco nods and looks over at Harry, scrubbing his chest with his hands. "Actually it's Lilac body wash, it’s just put into the water." The two boy's finish washing and Draco turns the water off. "Alright?" Wrapping a towel around himself he mutters a drying charm for his hair, and then for Harry's. "You're clothes are on the rack over there" Draco points to the blue privacy screen. "Go get dressed and then I'll do your hair."

He waits until Harry is behind the screen before he disappears behind his own white one. "I'm dressed." Draco grins at the nervousness in Harry's voice. "Give me a second." He slips on his navy blue pants, and then slides his socked feet into his dress shoes. It takes him a minute to button up his deep green shirt and then he steps out to look at his mate. "You look stunning" Harry whispers at the same time as Draco, they share a laugh and then Draco takes Harry to the mirror to do his hair. Harry is dressed in an identical outfit to Draco, only he wears a silver shirt. "Let me" He whips out his brush and with the movements of a cat he runs it through his lover's hair. With a quick flick of his wrist Harry's hair is braided so that the green tie holding it together settles in the small of his back, Harry's fringe frames his face beautifully. "My turn" With very similar movements, Draco braids his hair so that the gold tie settles in the small of his own back. "Shall we go down to dinner? My family should be showing up soon, and I have a surprise planned for you" Harry raises an eyebrow at him but says nothing. "Alright let's go." He stops Harry at the door to kiss him briefly, smiling he takes his hand and they walk down to the main dining room.

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"I hope you don't hate me for doing this" Draco says as he pushes the big wooden doors to reveal the marvelously well lit and well decorated dining room. Harry gasps as he realises who is in the room. "Ron! Hermione! Mum Weasley!" He shakes his head as he sees all the Weasley clan filling the room, as well as Snape and Ariana. Draco's family is also present. "First thing is first." Draco walks over to the small group people Harry recognises from the photo. "Aunt Connie, this is my mate Harry Potter." The woman, standing at five-eight, she looks up at Harry. Her hair is pulled back into a high ponytail, her sapphire eyes staring into Harry's emerald ones. She is wearing a long, flowing black dress that shimmers each time it catches the light.

"Hello Harry, It's a pleasure to meet you." Her painted red lips twist into a soft smile. "The pleasure is all mine Mrs. Malfoy." Connie laughs and pulls him close in a tight hug. "Silly thing, call me Connie. This is my husband Alexander." The man standing next to her smiles down at Harry before offering his hand, his long blonde hair falling about him in an almost carefree manner, his sharp silver eyes are full of laughter and kindness. "Welcome to the family of wacko's Harry, when can I have you committed?" He says with a gentle and genuine laugh. Connie elbows her husband after she stops laughing. "Don't tease him. That's our youngest daughter Sierra." The girl wears a pair of black baggy pants with grey sneakers, her brown-auburn hair is pulled back into a tight ponytail and her midriff top reads. 'I'm gay, so sue me'. "Are you now? Well. At least I know I'm not alone." The girl smirks and nods her acceptance of him. "And these are the twins, Xenia and Lydia." Harry smiled at the two girls, but then promptly frowned as clearly their attention is elsewhere. "Girls?" Connie steps forward slightly, but Narcissa follows their line of sight and grins.

"Connie!" She squeals, pointing at where Charlie Weasley and Severus Snape stand. "No!" Connie's face slowly splits into a grin. "Lydia? Xen?" The two girls look at each other once, before sending their pull out, and smile shyly as both men look over at them in shock. Draco stands in front of Harry, leaning back so that his mate can wrap his arms around him. "I do believe they have found want they so sorely wanted. This should be interesting"

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.

(Overall view)

The snow falls in delicate random patterns, as a lone figure stands by the edge of the frozen Hogwarts lake allowing the soft, white flakes to settle on his long eyelashes and in his silver white hair; not that it mattered as they instantly became invisible. "One, One thousand, Two, One thousand, three, one thousand, four one thousand, five one thousand..." The counting stops abruptly as a man walks through the last row of trees and spots his albino lover standing so serenely beside the lake; arms wrapped around his waist and eyes closed against the world, his chin tilted up with a calm and uncaring look on his face.

"Six, one thousand" The man whispers stepping towards the man quietly. "I know you are there" The voice was void of its usual venom dripping sarcasm. "Oh, do you now" Harry whispers looping his arms around his lover's waist and squeezing him tight. "Oomph-you right there?" Draco squeaks out, resting his arms on top of the ones newly wrapped around his waist. "Hmmm...Christmas already; the time sure has flown." Harry whispers in Draco's ear gently, not wanting to break the magical spell that has been cast over the grounds. The crisp white lawns spreading out for as far as the eye can see. The many arms of the trees lining the Hogwarts borders were so thickly covered in snow that they had the appearance of giants wearing white jumpers. "It's only been three months Harry." Draco says with a gentle laugh. "So we are going to the manor for Christmas Eve yes?" Draco nods against Harry's shoulder in affirmation.

"And mother had invited Ariana over for a 'girl's night'" Harry tenses slightly and looks down at Draco's tilted face. "Ariana is going to be there?" The look in Harry's eyes worries his mate. "Yes, my mother invited her to spend a couple of days. Is that going to be alright with you?" Draco's arms threaded themselves around Harry's neck, as his mate's arms tightened around his waist. "Yes! With my mate to be by my side, my mother in law to be and Godmother with us; it will be a proper family Christmas. I can't see why this would be a problem." Draco smiles and kisses the raven-haired boys cheek gently. "Mmmm...I think...I know what I want to be doing Christmas Eve." Harry's eyes twinkle with desire and humor. "Oh? And what would that be my little silver dragon?" This earns him a soft swat on his chest. "You'll see, you just have to be patient." With this Draco sticks his tongue out playfully and speeds off towards the school, leaving Harry to look bewildered at his retreating mate.

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"Young love, is there anything sweeter?" Albus Dumbledore turns to face the young woman standing by his side window, staring down obviously at her Godson and his mate. "Lemon drop?" He offers jokingly, grinning as she turns to face him. "Seriously Albus, I couldn't be happier for them. But I can't help feeling a little lonely, I mean I'm not young anymore" The red headed woman walks over to the elderly man. "You are not young Ariana, nor are you old. You are in your prime. You will find someone I know you will." Ariana gives the old man a look that simply says. 'I don't believe you'. Earning her a hearty chuckle from the headmaster.

" You are an attractive young woman of forty two, you will find someone." Albus raises an eyebrow, and a hand to silence the Defence professor. "Come in Severus." Ariana spins to face the door, her face alight with pleasure at the simple fact that the man she had admired for so long as a person was all right. "Albus we have to..." Severus walks in, an arm clutched to his stomach in pain, he pauses mid sentence to cast a cautious glance in Ariana's direction. "It's alright Severus, she is trustworthy. Think of her previous job." This seems to be sufficient enough for the injured man, as he nods and sits down carefully. "We need to talk about Potter and Mister Malfoy." Ariana, seeing as it was her godson involved, sat down with the two men to talk.

"They seem to be going fine, relationship wise, but I do not know how they are going mentally. Mister Malfoy has been deserted by his father, and has suffered great anxiety from the event…" The door to the office is opened casually, and a very calm Harry Potter walks in to stand by the desk. "Do you not think me capable of caring for my mate's well-being?" The words come out calmly, and well-spaced. "That is not the case Mister Potter. Draco is my godson and-" Once again Severus is cut off, but this time by Ariana. "And Harry is mine! And you don't see me talking to the head master about his well-being. Severus they are sixteen, they know how to look after themselves. And they both know where we are if they do need to talk." Albus looks at them all and then clears his throat. "Certainly that is correct, but please, Let us handle this without a childish screaming match." His old blue eyes focus on his golden boy.

"Harry was there something you wanted?" "Yes actually headmaster, Draco and I are ready to leave for the manor, my mate is just packing a few last things and saying his good-byes and then he will be here." Albus nods and notes Harry's bags by the door. "Very well, how long will you both be gone?" Harry looks at Ariana briefly before responding. "A week maximum." Is the simple reply. A soft huff attracts everyone's attention. "Hello campers! Are we ready for a weeks worth of Malfoy entertainment?" Harry can't help but grin at his mate's enthusiasm for the up coming trip. "I know I am." Harry whispers huskily into Draco's ear, causing the blonde god to shudder happily. "Right then, Professor Star? Are you coming with us?" The small woman shakes her head softly.

"I will be over a little later tonight, so tell your mother to be ready for me." Draco nods happily and throws his and Harry's bags into Dumbledore's fireplace, then promptly grabs Harry's wrist and pulls him in to the fireplace to stand beside him. "We'll just be off then!" The last thing Harry sees before being whisked away by a cloud of green smoke, are three sad and worried faces. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

"Draco darling, you are early! Not that I'm not happy to see you." Narcissa's face is full of lines, and they seem to just add to her beauty in Harry's opinion. "I thought Harry and I could start going through some of the family albums and I could pre-warn him about some of our more eccentric family members." Harry grins and wraps an arm lovingly around Draco's waist pulling him close. "But what about your mother? Won't you get lonely up here on your own Narcissa?" The woman falters and takes in her son's mate for a minute. "Are you inviting me to spend time with you?" Her voice is incredulous. As if this was the last thing she had expected. "Only if you'd like." Harry replies with a soft shrug. "That would be nice, I'll see to getting some lunch sent up for us then?" Both boys nod and head towards the library.

"Draco, can I ask you something?" Harry murmurs into his love's ear from behind as they walk slowly towards their destination. Draco leans back against Harry's chest carefully, "Why did my mother seem so shocked that you invited her to come and sit with us?" The blonde continues with a smile. "It's because we haven't bonded yet, and because I'm still ovulating I'll get rather clingy, so to speak, and she was shocked that I agreed to it as well. She figured I wouldn't let any others near you." Harry nodded and kissed the soft white skin behind his mate's ear causing the boy to miss a step and stumble forwards.

"Can we not do things that will distract the blonde man walking?" He says once has righted himself. "Sorry love, it was too hard to resist." Harry frowns slightly and walks to his mate, sliding his hands over his chest, back and then running his fingertips lightly over the blonde's face. "You didn't hurt yourself did you?" He asks worriedly, the softness in his voice startling both of them. "Of course I didn't love. Don't worry about me so much." Draco couldn't help leaning into the gentle touches Harry was placing over his cheeks. "You know I can't help but worry about you." With a gentle sigh Harry wraps his arms around Draco's waist and pulls closer, smiling as Draco's palms settle against his chest. "You have no idea what you do to me, how you make my heart flutter when you catch me staring at you." He kisses Draco's cheek lightly then continues talking.

"That smile you get on your face when you're thinking about something that makes you happy." Harry grazes his lips against the other cheek, so he doesn't make the first one jealous. "The way you look when you sleep, the way you look at me. The way you get lost in your own little world when you talk about our future together." He brings their lips together, and Draco melts against the boy he has fallen in love with. Opening his mouth that little bit further so Harry's tongue can slide over his and massage it, he mewls softly and allows his own tongue to be sucked into the warm cavern of Harry's mouth. A moment passes and they have to break away, chests heaving, smiles in their eyes and on their faces. "Sentimentalist." Draco mumbles against Harry's neck, before they finally start walking towards the library once more.

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"Ok this is the only family album I like to look at, because all the other ones have the previous Malfoy family pictures in it." Draco says as he joins Harry on the lounge and tucks his legs under him. "How many Malfoy families are there now?" Harry asks as he wraps his arms around Draco's tiny waist and pulls him closer so that the smaller boy is fitted into his side nicely. "Only two, my family, and my uncle's. Which is my father's brother." Harry's face lights up some, as if remembering something. "That reminds me, your father was in Azkaban the last I heard, mind telling me how he managed to get out?" Draco tilts his head up to look at Harry and sighs. " The Dementor's are slowly going back to Voldemort, so it's easier to get out of that place now and my father more or less bribed his way out of there. So did the rest of them." Accepting this quickly Harry nudges the book in Draco's lap.

"Ok, there are heaps of me as a baby with my cousins. Here's one of my Uncle's family." Harry stares at the picture in wonder, the man that stood in the photo looks identical to Lucius in every way. The long blonde hair, the sharp silver eyes and the height. The difference between the two is the fact that this man is smiling openly and lovingly at his family. "My cousins, my Aunt and my Uncle are all half-Veela as well. That's my Uncle Alexander He is my father's older brother, that is my Aunt Constance. I just call her Aunt Connie." Harry slid his gaze over the woman sitting on the white wicker swing, her long auburn hair flowing about her shoulders. Her soft deep blue eyes shining with mirth. "She's pretty" Harry can't help noting the similarity in between this woman and his mother, mainly the hair though. "And that is my youngest cousin Sierra, she is our age. She is an absolute horror fanatic. She is obsessed with zombie's." Harry focuses on the little girl at the bottom of the picture, her face alight with laughter, her light auburn hair brushed away from her face elegantly, her eyes looking at the corner of the picture.

"And those, are the twins. They turned twenty-two this year. Don't be afraid when you meet them, they haven't found their mates yet so they will be a little high strung." Harry looks at the final two people in the picture. They stand a little way apart from each other and seem to be fencing with sticks. They both have identical long auburn hair, and deep blue eyes flecked with silver. "Their names are Xenia and Lydia." Harry groans at the thought of another set of twins. "It's ok Harry." Both he and Draco look up as Narcissa walks into the library carrying a tray of ham and lettuce sandwiches, three glasses and a jug of pumpkin juice. "You'll be able to tell them apart. Lydia has a tattoo of a white wolf on her shoulder, it's her mark. She likes to show it off a lot." Harry feels Draco's fingers trace over the fabric of his trousers over the top of his own mark.

"And Xenia's mark is on her lower back, like her sister she likes to show it off. Hers is of a black wolf and it's on the small of her back." She sets the tray down and settles in to the chair across from her son and his mate. "Sierra's tattoo is on her right shoulder blade, it's a cobra that's about to attack." Harry's face washes over with a look of utter confusion. "Wait a minute." He says looking up at Narcissa. "I thought only dominant's and dominant gays have marks? I didn't realise your mark could just appear." Draco smiles at his mate lovingly. "I sometimes forget you haven't grown up with this knowledge. I feel guilty that I haven't sat down before now to explain these things too you." Harry blushes slightly, running his fingers in little circles over Draco's stomach. "How about a little history lesson on Veela after lunch?" He whispers gently, his breath hitching with each circle of Harry's fingers.

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Narcissa smiles and collects the lunch plates as Draco settles into his explanation. "When Half Veela come into their senses, they more or less have to find their mate immediately. Not to bond, just to know that they do have a mate and won't have to die of a lonely heart. After a set period of time, if they haven't found said mate, their marks will appear, in the case of a submissive, not only with their scent allure their mate. But the visual aide of their mark will prove that they are indeed Veela." He pauses to catch his breath and then continues.

"In Lydia and Xenia's case, they have out run their time and they now have their marks." Harry nods in understanding. "I see, but what about your younger cousin? Sierra?" Narcissa clears her throat and signals she will explain now. "When an half-Veela is gay, they will have their mark as of their sixteenth birthday. Like you Harry." She smiles as Harry looks down at Draco lovingly. "And when you mark your mate, whether it be whilst bonding or before, even after. They have a special ability." Draco's eyes twinkle with happiness and excitement. "When both Veela in the couple have their marks, their combined magic, sort of give the marks life. So when you mark me, my mark and your mark will move and we can even swap marks from time to time. It is a sign of trust and loyalty. As well as an added connection between us."

Harry grins and touches Draco cheek, bringing his face closer. Narcissa seeing this affectionate move decides she best leave the boys alone for a little while. Quietly she stands and exits the library, closing the doors behind her.

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The two share small loving kisses, filled with warmth and tenderness. Steadily the kisses become longer, and more drawn out, leaving them breathless with each break. Harry's hands slide under Draco's shirt and caress the white skin of his chest, forcing the ivory angel to arch into his touch. Making a split second decision he slides the top off and allows it to slip to the floor. "Mmm...don't...don't stop." Draco's breaths are heavy and filled with lust as Harry grazes the boy's nipples with his teeth and fingernails. "We should stop Dragon, I don't know how much longer I'll have the ability to do so"

Draco looks down at his mate and smiles. "Kiss me?" He whispers in breathily and Harry leans up to do so. Not believing his advantage, Draco easily slips his legs around Harry's waist and pulls him down. The raven haired Gryffindor emits a long, low keening sound as Draco grinds his hips upwards and into Harry’s growing erection.

"Merlin, Draco!" He doesn't know how much more will power he has left, and it is slowly being chipped away by Draco. "Please...oh gods...Harry!" Something primal snaps inside Harry and he thrust his hips down hard, and is rewarded with a deep rumbling moan from his mate. Draco's hands slide under the back of Harry's shirt as their hips work together to keep the wonderful friction going. "Take your shirt off love, please." Harry, unable to deny any request coming from the parted swollen lips of his lover, sheds his shirt with ease and then braces himself on his hands, rocking his hips into Draco's and effectively rubbing their erections together. The silver eyed Slytherin leans up, rocking hard into Harry, and attaches his lips to the creamy skin of Harry's neck.

"Draco....mmm.." Their minds are now mush as they concentrate on the electrical tingles flowing through them, but it isn't enough for Harry he has to have more. Reluctantly Harry peels his hips away from the ones undulating beneath him and chuckles as Draco whimpers. "What are you....?" Draco is stopped by Harry running his palm over the tented material of Draco's pants. Instantly the blonde boys head falls back and he bucks his hips up, unintelligible sounds slip pass the parted lips as Harry quickens his pace, licking and sucking around Draco's navel, dipping his tongue in and out in a show of what is to come for their mating. With a low gargling noise, Draco arches up once, bucks hard against Harry's hand and falls, shattering into a million happy pieces. Slowly Harry slides himself onto his lover and peers down. "How do you feel?" He whispers, sucking along the pro-offered neck before him, his hips grind against Draco's sensitive limp member.

"Pleasantly sated" Silver eyes peer down at a raven mop. "Though you on the other hand..." He sighs happily as Harry ground their hips together in a slow rhythm, still kissing along the column of Draco's neck. "I can stop" Harry pants out in between kisses and thrusts. "No. You can't." Draco says slowly pushing Harry off so they can switch positions. "Let me?" He whispers before straddling his mate's hips, positioning his own above the strong and stubborn erection. "So close...baby..." Harry arches his back to a point that leaves Draco in awe, soon he realises that this isn't from pleasure. But from pain. "Oh, Harry! Shhh..." Draco's hips grind quickly and firmly against Harry, He soon finds himself riding his lover, with Harry's hands clamped on his waist for leverage. With one last mind-blowing kiss; Harry shudders his release and collapses in a boneless like state.

Draco places one hand on either side of Harry's head and smiles down on him. "How do *you* feel?" Harry simply grins and snuggles his face into Draco's chest. "Sticky, tired and very, very, very good." The blonde nods and rolls off the Gryffindor's chest to lay beside him comfortably. "Well, we could sleep here for a little while, rest. Then we can shower, and have dinner. And then have a repeat performance?" Harry looks down at the hopeful face of his mate and sighs. "Repeat? I was hoping for a repeat and an encore." Draco wiggles up slightly and kisses Harry. "Ok, sleep now. Sexual explorations later." The tired mumble of Draco floats up from Harry's chest. Smiling to himself Harry wraps Draco up in his arms and prepares himself for a very well deserved nap. Narcissa closes the library door, she had waited half an hour, out of respect, before she had come to check on them. A smile crosses her face as she enters her den, happy that her son had found his own soul in another.

A loud bang from her fireplace signals the arrival of her guest. She immediately crosses the room to greet her. "The boys are in the library but I think it best if we just leave them." Narcissa says with a wide grin on her face as Ariana exits the fireplace. "They move pretty quickly." The red headed woman replies, Narcissa helps her friend with the bags she has brought. "They're teenagers." She says simply. "I guess" Was all the response Ariana can come up with. "They're actually sleeping now, I'll send an elf to wake them up soon." Ariana nods, the tension between the two women noticeable. "It's been a while hasn't it 'Cissa?" Narcissa looks up at the sound of her old school pet name. "Too long maybe." She whispers softly, placing the bags down near the far wall. "Look at us, acting as if we haven't met. Come here." She holds her arms open and allows the smaller woman to enter them. "I missed you 'Cissa. I didn't think we would ever be friends again." Ariana looks up at the taller woman and smiles.

"But that's the past right? And this is now. So wash away the dirt, and we'll look at this through clean and new lenses." Narcissa erupts into laughter. "You never did make any sense with your little sayings did you? But how you loved them." Ariana swats Narcissa's arm playfully. "Shush you old fogey, now. What's say we get some tea and talk things out?" Ariana suggest, looking at the fireplace with glee. "Sure."

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"What time is it?" Harry's voice is lagged with sleep, his mind still in a fog. "Mffdinuuu?" Comes the, oh so intelligent response from his slumbering mate. " And that's suppose to mean...?" Harry asks sliding out from under his lover. "I-don't-know" Draco's speech is broken up by a cute yawn that causes Harry to pause in his dressing and kiss the sleepy eyed blonde. "Mmm...I like waking up that way. Let's do it more often." Draco's arms come up to rest around Harry's neck as he molds himself against Harry's back. "Do we have to get up?" Harry hands Draco his shirt and nods. "That we do, would you like to go down to dinner with your mother and my godmother with tainted trousers?" Draco grins into Harry's neck. "No? ok. Let's shower." A thought strikes him and he wraps his legs around Harry's waist from behind and clings to the boy's shoulders.

"High Ho Harry! Away!" At this Harry raises an eyebrow. "I've been demoted to a mere mule? How loving." But he stands up never the less and carries Draco out into the hallway. " Where too?" Draco stops attacking Harry's neck briefly to point down the hallway. "Down there, turn left, up a flight of stairs, turn right. Third door to your left." Harry swallows the information and nods. "Ok, one, two, three." He lets Draco slide of his back and opens the door in front of him. "Wow. You could fit the entire four Hogwarts Quidditch teams in here." Draco grins and walks passed him picking up a white fluffy towel on his way.

"Coming golden boy?" He throws over his shoulder as he sheds his shirt and his trousers, side stepping behind a privacy screen. Not to be out done, Harry strips and grabs his towel, slowly walking over to where Draco has disappeared too. "Well, look at you." Draco's Sultry voice calls Harry's attention to the side of the large shower stall, the design was beautiful, it is simple a large part of the room sectioned off, at the top of the left hand wall is a large dip where several large grey rocks had been balanced. Draco is standing directly underneath the rocks, causing his mate to worry. "Come on, stand next to me. I'll show you how it works." Harry walked cautiously over to his lover, knowing that if this shower isn't a quick one, they will both be late to dinner.

"You put your hand on this panel" Draco lifts Harry's right hand to rest on the panel with a blue dot, and a slow trickle of water begins to tumble down over the rocks and on to them. "Very cold" He quickly places Harry's hand on the panel with a red dot, the water heats up and more seems to fall on them. Soon the water is cascading down over them. Relaxing their muscles and washing away their traces of passion. "Come here you." Draco grabs Harry's arm and pulls him closer, grinning he dumps a glob of vanilla smelling lotion into his hair. "Now, massage it in." Draco does the same thing to himself, his long slender fingers working the wonderful smelling lotion into his scalp. "Now, rinse it out." He instructs, tipping his head back and allowing the water to rise the white foam from his long silver locks. As Harry allows the water to do the same to his long raven ones. "You see the panel with the star on it? Push it gently." Harry quickly locates the said panel and pushes it lightly, grinning at his lover, as the water becomes scented with lilac. "You have scented water?" He asks incredulously. Draco nods and looks over at Harry, scrubbing his chest with his hands. "Actually it's Lilac body wash, it’s just put into the water." The two boy's finish washing and Draco turns the water off. "Alright?" Wrapping a towel around himself he mutters a drying charm for his hair, and then for Harry's. "You're clothes are on the rack over there" Draco points to the blue privacy screen. "Go get dressed and then I'll do your hair."

He waits until Harry is behind the screen before he disappears behind his own white one. "I'm dressed." Draco grins at the nervousness in Harry's voice. "Give me a second." He slips on his navy blue pants, and then slides his socked feet into his dress shoes. It takes him a minute to button up his deep green shirt and then he steps out to look at his mate. "You look stunning" Harry whispers at the same time as Draco, they share a laugh and then Draco takes Harry to the mirror to do his hair. Harry is dressed in an identical outfit to Draco, only he wears a silver shirt. "Let me" He whips out his brush and with the movements of a cat he runs it through his lover's hair. With a quick flick of his wrist Harry's hair is braided so that the green tie holding it together settles in the small of his back, Harry's fringe frames his face beautifully. "My turn" With very similar movements, Draco braids his hair so that the gold tie settles in the small of his own back. "Shall we go down to dinner? My family should be showing up soon, and I have a surprise planned for you" Harry raises an eyebrow at him but says nothing. "Alright let's go." He stops Harry at the door to kiss him briefly, smiling he takes his hand and they walk down to the main dining room.

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"I hope you don't hate me for doing this" Draco says as he pushes the big wooden doors to reveal the marvelously well lit and well decorated dining room. Harry gasps as he realises who is in the room. "Ron! Hermione! Mum Weasley!" He shakes his head as he sees all the Weasley clan filling the room, as well as Snape and Ariana. Draco's family is also present. "First thing is first." Draco walks over to the small group people Harry recognises from the photo. "Aunt Connie, this is my mate Harry Potter." The woman, standing at five-eight, she looks up at Harry. Her hair is pulled back into a high ponytail, her sapphire eyes staring into Harry's emerald ones. She is wearing a long, flowing black dress that shimmers each time it catches the light.

"Hello Harry, It's a pleasure to meet you." Her painted red lips twist into a soft smile. "The pleasure is all mine Mrs. Malfoy." Connie laughs and pulls him close in a tight hug. "Silly thing, call me Connie. This is my husband Alexander." The man standing next to her smiles down at Harry before offering his hand, his long blonde hair falling about him in an almost carefree manner, his sharp silver eyes are full of laughter and kindness. "Welcome to the family of wacko's Harry, when can I have you committed?" He says with a gentle and genuine laugh. Connie elbows her husband after she stops laughing. "Don't tease him. That's our youngest daughter Sierra." The girl wears a pair of black baggy pants with grey sneakers, her brown-auburn hair is pulled back into a tight ponytail and her midriff top reads. 'I'm gay, so sue me'. "Are you now? Well. At least I know I'm not alone." The girl smirks and nods her acceptance of him. "And these are the twins, Xenia and Lydia." Harry smiled at the two girls, but then promptly frowned as clearly their attention is elsewhere. "Girls?" Connie steps forward slightly, but Narcissa follows their line of sight and grins.

"Connie!" She squeals, pointing at where Charlie Weasley and Severus Snape stand. "No!" Connie's face slowly splits into a grin. "Lydia? Xen?" The two girls look at each other once, before sending their pull out, and smile shyly as both men look over at them in shock. Draco stands in front of Harry, leaning back so that his mate can wrap his arms around him. "I do believe they have found want they so sorely wanted. This should be interesting"
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