Chapter 4
Harry lay awake thinking,unable to settle knowing that far below him his precious little mate was alone and unprotected. God harry hoped he was ok. In the beds around him the other 8th years rested easily completely unaware to the termoil harry faced after he finally had found his little dragon only to be torn away from his so quickly, he hadnt even had the chance to hold his mate close and reassure him of his claim before he was dragged away. yes mione and ron may not have realised the severity of what they did and he knew they were only trying to help him protect his secret but really did the have to.
as harry was wallowing the grandfather clock started to ring, shouting the hour though no one sane should be awake at such a time to here it, no one knew what caused the sound as there was no grandfather clock in the entirety of gryffindor tower but most assumed it was a charm set by the founders when designing the school. The echoing sound caused harry to spring into action bolting out of the dorm and through the portrait guarding the common rooms entrance faster then hermione could answer a question, which was pretty damn fast, he flew down the halls not having bothered to grab his cloack or map to ensure his safety from professors though he doubted any would still be out patrolling at this time and even if they were his dragon was his main priority, he had been left alone for long enough and harry could hear his veela shrieking and whining wanting a response.
After what felt like an age Harry finally arrived at the entrance to the slytherin common room mildly panting and barely controlling himself. it was only then that he realised that he had no idea what the current password to enter was and that caused a whole new mental breakdown hat he really wasn't prepared to deal with. luckily after many random guesses and even more cursing, harry accidentally switch to parseltongue without realising and the door conveniently open just as he was about to attempt entering through pure physical strength. The tugging on his chest intensified to the point where it almost felt like his heart was being torn out leading to him charging through the darkened corridors of the slyterin dorms though he had no clue where he was going having only been as far as the common room in year 2. However it turned out correct to follow that feeling, not that he had much choice, as with an obnoxiously loud bang he flung open the door to dracos private room, as no slytherin 8th years had returned. the sight inside broke his heart.
In the middle of the oversized double bed lay a giant mound of blankets and other soft items, inside this pile also seemed to be a lot of harrys missing hoodies and tshirts as well as a particularly fluffy throw blanket that he could have sworn was on his bed back in his dorm.it took a second for the trembling of the pile to be noticed as well as the soft snuffles coming from within it. Without waiting another second he strode over to the bed and gently removed the material from on top of draco. His heart instantly broke when he saw the sight of his precious little dragon curled up around a ball of his clothing trying to enhale whatever sent still remained in them after so long, tears trekked down his face and his eyes were ringed a ruby red from his hours of crying. as if sensing harrys presence draco let out a small pitiful whine as he tried to bury deeper into the pile wishin that the smell of his harry, his mate, his everything would come back and hold him even just for a second so that he could experience what it would be like to be loved by his domine even if it was just pretend.
The whine draco let out wrenched on harrys heartstrings and he impulsively kissed his little mate on the head before adjusting him ever so slightly so that he could join his heart in bed. once harry was in the nest he pulled the material back over the both of them and draco instantly latched onto his domine quickly melding into his chest where harry then joined his little one in sleep. the last thing on harrys mind as he drifted of was how happy he was to have his mate safely snuggled to him, and how hard he would fight to keep him like this.
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the next day
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draco woke slowly like his was trying to pull himself through treacle, it was officially the best sleep of his life though that didnt make sense as he had just been rejected by his domine of all people the one who was ment to love him for the rest of his life. he was enveloped in the smell of his harry which was strange as almost all the items he had, had long lost the potent smell. he felt warm and safe for the first time in a long time as he burrowed deeper into his pillow feeling no rush to get out of his nest anytime soon. suddenly a hand started petting him gently running through his delicate hair and massaging down his neck to his shoulder blades where his wings would be if his mate had accepted him, he squeeked in surprise and fear as an answering growl rumbled from the chest he was laying on, and wasen't that just another surprise to add to the list he wasen't laying on a pillow or anything he was laying on a very obviously male chest safely snuggled in and being held as if he were the most precious thing in the planet. if only it was his domine.