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I’m going to be honest, its been a really long time since I’ve been able to write anything. It’s also probably been even longer since I’ve read the books. I’m writing this to get back into a hobby I use to enjoy and get my bearings about me again. Not only that writing is fun and I’m wanting to have fun with this. Please bear with me if things are off or not completely right. I do plan on this being smutty and for the mature. There is a possibility that there will be characters that are alive that actually died and so on and so forth it really depends on where my mind takes all of this. Please feel free to provide ideas if you have any or constructive criticism. Please no flaming, being rude, or mean just because your bored or for whatever reason. As I said before this is for fun, I want you all to have fun reading it and I want to have just as much fun writing it. I own nothing it belongs to J.K Rowling.
Summery
That day…. That day that will forever be mourned and celebrated was the day I lost my heart, my mate, and I should have died just as he had. But I guess my deeds were deemed horrid enough that I was left alone to walk this earth without him. Draco Malfoy came into his inheritance just days before the final battel took place. When he saw harry only hours before he went to face the Dark lord, Draco knew he was his mate. Draco lost his mate that very day before he even had him, and he had prayed he would die like he was supposed to, but death never came only pain and emptiness.
He is returning for his 8th year and wants nothing more than to go through the motions and morn the loss of his love. But there seems to be a boy that refuses to let him do that. And why does Dracos heart pull and yearn for this other boy, and those damn eyes! Will Draco make it to the end of his year, or will he finally fall off the edge, or will the fates bless him?
Chapter 1
“ Draco Darling, please write me within the first week that you are at school” Narcissa said to her son with pleading eyes. She had watched her son die inside over, and over again, over the past few months. His once glowing platinum blond hair was now dull and limp. His ice gray eyes she once looked to, to bring her happiness in the hard times were now lifeless. She had held him everyday since the day Harry Potter died saving them all from The Dark Lord. He swore to her Harry was his mate, saying he felt the pull the smell, the instant spark and connection. She had tried to suggest to him that there was another there he might not have seen or was nearby that was his mate due to the fact after Potter died Draco was still alive. And being a Veela all knew once the Veelas mate perished so did the veela. But that had ended in her son throwing her out of his room and locking himself in for four days. After that she never brought up other possibilities to her son in fear of him doing the same again or possibly going further.
“Yes mother…” was Dracos hollow reply as he gazed down the platform. He knew he would not catch a glimpse of that raven black shaggy hair, yet he looked his heart hoping.
“Draco….” She gently placed her hand on her son’s cheek turning his face to look down to her. Her eyes glistened as she saw the broken soul that stared back at her. “ Draco please take care of yourself and….. please promise if it becomes too much you will at least go to Serverus” he nodded slowly and kissed his mother on the cheek before he turned around and boarded the train. Shortly after he stepped onto the train two individuals stepped up beside Narcissa. “ Please keep an eye on him and if anything happens inform me. I know he won’t” she sighed “ And please help him make at least one new friend”
“ Yes Mrs.Malfoy” both Blaise and Pansy said at the same time and followed Draco. Shortly after the train departed from the platform.
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Draco walked all the way to the back of the train and stepped into the last compartment. He sat down and let his head fall to the back of the seat and just stared at the roof of the compartment. Blaise and pansy stepped through the door and closed it behind them and sat on the bench across from Draco. The three sat in silence for quite a few minutes. Draco staring at the roof and the other two staring at Draco.
“ Did you know I went to him before he went to the forest?” the weight that question held could be felt through the whole compartment. Noting was said and Draco took that as a sign to continue. “ I knew when I saw him walking down those stairs that that would be my only chance to say anything to him…..”
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Draco stood frozen at the bottom of the stairs at the sight in front of him. Raven hair wild and messier than normal fell into emerald green eyes that he had loved since first year, even if he didn’t know that he loved them then. His face covered in scratches, dirt, and blood, his glasses sitting just on the tip of his nose as he stared at the ground as he descended the stairs. To most Harry looked like absolute shit, like he had been drug kicking and screaming back from hell. But in that moment to draco he looked like what he thought warrior angels would look like. As Harry reached the final steps he finally noticed a shadow in front of him, he stopped and looked up meeting Dracos eyes. Draco continued to stare, his heart beating faster and faster as he tried to gather his thoughts. The only thing that kept going through his head was grab him, hold him, don’t let go. Harry stared back at Draco shell shocked not knowing what to say or do. He hadn’t thought he would see anyone on his way to meet Voldemort let alone see Draco.
Draco stepped forward and reached out to Harry and wrapped his fingers around his wrist, and pulled him forward to his chest while his other arm wrapped around his back, and held Harry. His hold on him tightened as he took in Harrys sent. He could smell the wood, broom polish, and trecal tart underneath all the mud, dust, and sweat that covered him. Draco brought his hand to Harrys chin and lifted it to look into Harrys eyes. He saw no fear, hatred, judgement or anything, he saw a blank slate. Draco opened his mouth and began to speak. “ Harry I have loved you since……” he was stopped by a hand to his lips. Harry was staring at him with pain and sorrow.
“ Draco don’t, don’t say anymore. You cant love me remember you hate me, and you need to continue to hate me” Harrys voice cracked at the end as tears slid down his face. He turned to walk away but Draco tightened his grip and pulled Harry back to him and grabbed his chin. He lunged forward and pressed his lips against Harrys softly and held them there cherishing this first of hopefully many many more kisses. He then felt wetness on his cheeks and pulled away slightly to look down at harry but as soon as he locked eyes with Harrys shinning orbes he pulled away and pushed Draco against the wall and ran away. Draco tried to follow but he was too slow Harry was already gone. And as everyone knows a few hours after that Harry Potter fell in battle.
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Draco continued to stare at the roof of the compartment tears slowly sliding down the sides of his face. “Now do you see why I believe my mother wrong? It wasn’t just being in the same room and making eye contact. It was just him and I, only the two of us when I felt it for sure as I held him in my arms. The first and last time I held him” a sound of agony slipped from his lips. Draco leaned forward and cradled his head in his hands as more tears started to pour from his eyes. Pansy jumped up and knelt in front of him resting her hands on his knees.
“Oh Draco I’m so sorry, but know Blaise and I are here, we will find a way to get you through this” she said and rubbed his knees. Blaise didn’t say anything but watched on he knew Draco knew he was there and would do anything possible to help. The train was starting to slow down from the speed it had been at for the majority of the trip. “Come on Dray lets get in our robes we don’t have a lot of time” with that Pansy stood up and grabbed her robes and stepped out of the compartment to go change. Draco and Blaise changed quickly and silently a few short minuets after they were dressed pansy reentered. Shortly after that the train came to a stop and the three friends gathered their trunks and such and left the train and made their way to the carriages not even paying any mind to the beasts that pulled them.
Once inside they sat down Pansy, Blaise, and Theo who had joined them talking about any and everything but Draco could tell they were watching what they said carefully as to not touch on anything that could send Draco over the edge. He hated that they were treating him as a child but at the same time he appreciated the gesture. The carriages begin their long trek up to the school and Draco chose to use that time to stare out the window and let images of Harry pass through his head. No matter what he did or how much he slept or how much he drank Harry would not leave his head. His heart ached so damn much anymore, but he figured it was the fates condemning him for all the wrong he had done because if they weren’t trying to torcher him they would have let him die with his mate. They finally made it up to the school and the four friends made their way inside.
The doors were opened and as Draco stepped inside, he felt his heart drop to his stomach. This was the last place he had been with Harry this was the place he had lost his mate. His breaths started to become shallow And labored. Blaise turned around in time to see Draco grab his chest and he ran over and shielded him from the watching eyes of the other students Pansy quickly came around and whispered into Dracos ear reminding him of the breathing exercises to help stabilize him.
‘In, hold, out. In, hold, out’ Draco thought to himself and slowly he returned to himself. He stood straight up and walked to the doors of the great hall. Pansy and Blaise following behind. They made their way to the Slytherin table and sat down waiting for the first years to be brought in and sorted. Within minutes they were led in by Hagrid and the usual speech given, the usual song, and the usual screams and applause when a new student was welcomed into the house. Draco could really care less nothing was the same anymore not without him there.
“Who the hell would attend school their last year when they never did the first six year” Draco whipped his head to Pansy and gave her a look clearly saying ‘ Shit Im caught, I wasn’t listening’
She shook her head and repeated what McGonagall had just announced. “ They are getting ready to sort a new student. Hes 18 and has been home schooled for years but now has decided to attend Hogwarts”
“You have a point seems pointless I mean having private tutors then to come here. Im sure he already knows more than what is taught here” Draco agreed with Pansy.
One of the doors to the great hall slowly opened and in walked a boy about 5’7 or 5’8. He had Medium chestnut brown hair, that was cut short almost buzzed on the sides and the top was longer and looked like the boy had tried to use his fingers to sweep it off to the side. Actually Draco knows that’s what he did because said boy just ran his fingers through his hair in that sweeping motion out of nervousness. His face was slim with prominent cheek bones and a chin, almost like his but had more of a boxyness to it. As Draco was taking in his appearance the boy looked his direction their eyes making contact and Draco felt his heart twinge. The boy had green eyes, no correction, the boy had a green eye that reminded him of those emeralds that haunted his dreams, the other eye was a dull blue. But what danced in those eyes was what scared Draco. He only ever knew one person who had that kind of passion dancing in his eyes and that person has been gone for months.
The whole hall was quiet as he made his way towards the stool and sat down the hat was placed upon his head and there was a pause, almost a full minuet later the hat shouted “ SLYTHERIN!” there was another pause but then people started clapping. The boy stood up shook McGonagall’s hand and made his way to the Slytherin table. As the boy started walking towards where Draco and the others were sitting he finally took his eyes off of him and saw Blaise was motioning him over to sit with them. Draco gave a scowl and looked down at his plate. This was their final year why try and make friends when after this most of them wouldn’t see each other much anymore let alone a new kid that was only going to be around them for a year.
The boy sat down Next to Blaise and clapped him on the back “ Have a good summer there Blaise?” the boy asked in a happy, soft almost shy voice. Draco and Pansy stared at Blaise with looks of utter confusion.
“Hold on you know him” she raised her voice pointing at the new boy. The boy looked at her and smiled Blaise looked up at her then to the boy and back to her and smirked.
“Yes I sure do have for almost eight years now” he shrugged.
“And you didn’t think to say anything about your friend coming to Hogwarts at all” Draco asked but really was an accusation. He was a little irritated with his friend, big news like this should be shared.
“ Not my place and he asked me not to say anything to anyone, so I didn’t, would have done the same for you Draco” Blaise glanced up then looked at the boy that still hadn’t said anything. “Well go on you’re not mute introduce yourself” to anyone else that would have seemed harsh but to his friends they heard the playfulness.
The boy ran his fingers through his hair out of nervousness then extended his other hand towards Draco.
“ Viper” he stated “ Blake Viper” Draco stared at the hand and had a flash back to first year. He quickly recovered and looked the boy in the eyes as he extended his arm and took the boys hand in his and shook it. Feeling a sense of complement, and was that a sense of calm recognition. He pushed it to the side.
“ Malfoy. Draco Malfoy”
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