Chapter 8- Harry, Draco Malfoy the omega?
Harry had been dreading coming to class that Monday after that weird dream he had but to his relief the blonde bloke was apparently sick. Why else would he miss potions? Professor Slughorn didn't say anything as he looked over at the table where Blaise and Malfoy usually sat and found only Blaise sitting there.
"What is it mate?" Ron asked as he glanced over Harry's shoulder and noticed that Blaise sat alone. "Oh ferret face is sick today? Good then I don't have to see his ugly mutt."
"Watch what you are saying Ron!" Harry growled at his friend. Both Hermione and Ron looked chocked to what Harry had said, even himself was in shock. What in the world did I just do? Did I just growl at Ron,, and for something he said about Malfoy? No that can't be true, right? "Sorry, I don't know what just happened." Hermione looked worried but Ron apparently let it slide.
"No problem mate, I know you miss having someone to fight with now that Malfoy have stopped being a total git, well he is still a git but not a total git." Ron slapped his back and smiled. "You will just have to argue with one of your fans when they come up to you at lunch."
"Ronald! Stop trying to give Harry some stupid ideas, Harry don't you even think about taking Ron's advice!" Hermione looked serious as she stared at Harry waiting for an answer.
"Do you really think I would do that? I am not that stupid Hermione." Harry said and could see how Ron's mouth opened to say something but was stopped by Neville who sat himself down by their table.
"What are you doing here Neville?" Ron looked confused when their friend sat himself down at their table.
"Please just let me hide here, Dean is sick today so I have to work with Zabini, so I thought,,,"
"You thought that if professor Slughorn didn't see you he would force some other team to take Zabini and when they have started to work you would magically appear and he will put you with some other team." Hermione sighed when she noticed how Neville's eyes sparkled.
"Bloody hell, Hermione you really are the smartest of them all!"
"Sorry Neville, but even I understood your plan." Ron muttered and turned towards the blackboard.
"And I also understood your plan Mr Longbottom. Can you be so kind to return to your seat." Professor Slughorn said as he wrote down the formula. With heavy steps Neville returned to his seat and slumped down on his chair as he saw Blaise walk to the empty seat next to him.
"Poor Neville. He really doesn't like Zabini not that I can't blame him." Hermione whispered as she started to pour the different potions in the cauldron.
Harry and Ron did what they usually did, worked as a team to make the best of the potion they were making and just hoping for the best.
Even if Harry was preoccupied with the potion he just couldn't shake the feeling off that he was worried, but why and who was he worried for? Himself? No that wasn't it. A small voice in the back of his head whispered "Draco?" which got him to flinch so hard that he accidently hit Ron with the ladle.
"Harry watch it!" Ron yelled but it was too late. Harry looked in horror as his friend's nose turn hairy. Luckily, they were making a hair-growing potion and nothing that could kill. Ron whoever didn't appreciate the potions effect it had on his face. A long ginger coloured ponytail grew from the tip of his nose. Hermione and Harry laughed as they saw Ron trying to pull the hair off only to make it worse. The potion hadn't dried off completely and a bit of it came on his hands. As a result, Ron got long red hair growing from his fingertips. "Have I ever told you that I hate you?" Ron looked very angry but Harry couldn't stop his laughing, when Ron spoke it made the hair swing.
"Please stop talking Ron, you're killing me!" Harry said as he tried to stop his laughing. Hermione was also laughing as she studied his face.
"Well then I will have succeeded doing something extreme, even Voldermort failed doing that to you." Ron muttered. "If only he had known that it would be as easy as putting some hair-growing potion on his nose." This made everyone around them laugh.
"Sweetheart, you look like Pinocchio but except that your nose is made from hair and not wood." Hermione blinked and dried of the tears.
"Who is pinocco?" Ron looked confused. Before Hermione had a chance answering her mate she felt a pat on her shoulder.
"Hello student what has happened here?" Professor Slughorn asked and tried to look serious but even Harry could see that the professor was having a hard time not to laugh.
"Well as you can see professor, we seem to have had a bit off an accident." Hermione said and gestured towards Ron and his nose.
"A bit of an accident?" Ron looked shocked by the comment from Hermione.
"Yes, yes. I can see that miss Granger, so how would you like it mr Weasley to go up to the hospital wing and visit madam Pomfrey?" Professor Slughorn asked and waited for Ron to nod and walk of on his own. Harry felt a wave of guilt rush over him as he saw Ron turn towards Hermione and himself. The ponytail really looked rather funny. But it was his fault it had happened in the first place. "So mr Potter and miss Granger I must say that you have had a great luck with your potion. Really strong and powerful that one! Do bottle some of that up, you see madam Pomfrey have been asking me for hair-growing potions to have if there are more students that will come in of being attack by a bestia nullam."
"Bestia nullam sir?" Hermione asked and looked interested. Harry was surprised that she hadn't heard of it before but then again, she hadn't been there with Hagrid for a whole day trying to catch those little buggers.
"Nasty things miss Granger. They grow in the garden at first and looks like tomatoes but when they are ready to be eaten they hurries off and well as I have heard it, eat peoples' hair." Professor Slughorn shook his head and then he hurried off as he heard an explosion coming from a certain wizard's table.
"Wow I never knew." Harry heard Hermione said and then she started to put potions in to small containers. They helped each other with the task given to them and during that time Harry thought about the scent. The scent had completely vanished from the entire school. But how? I would have felt something by now its nearly dinner time. Harry looked around and saw that somehow Zabini and Neville worked together without any fights. Who would have thought! I wonder what's wrong with Malfoy, shit I thought about it again! Forget about him myself! Forget his extreme scent and wonderful perfectly soft skin, Wait! Where the HELL did that come from?!
"Harry are you alright?" Harry looked up and noticed Hermione looking at him and he soon understood why. The bottle he was filling up was already full and was now flowing over with potion. With fast steps he backed away from the table and to his relief Hermione hurried to his side and helped him with a spell that dried up the potion before the whole table would turn fuzzy with hair. "What on earth was you thinking of?"
"I,, well,, the scent." Harry mumbled.
"The scent? You mean THE scent?" Hermione asked interested as she looked around. "You mean there is someone in this class that is the scent-person! Who?" She tried to see if there was any in the class that she knew would be good enough for her best friend, but she wasn't too sure of that.
"Well yes and no." Harry started sweating as he noticed Hermione's eyes search for an answer. "Or more like a no.." Shit why did I ever say yes?!
"Mhmm." Apparently, Hermione wasn't that easily fooled and turned her head to inspect each and every one of the pupils in the class. She knew that some had experienced their first heat and rut this term but she did not know anyone that was still waiting for it to happened,, or not in this class at least. I really hope she doesn't figure it out.
After the lesson both Harry and Hermione was ordered to deliver the potions to madam Pomfrey. They each took a load and carried them in baskets that professor Slughorn had given them. Hermione tried the whole way there to get Harry to tell her about the scent person because she figured it out that he had found out who it was.
"You can at least tell me if the person is a male or a female!" She said with a raised voice as they strode down the hall. Several of heads turned as they heard her voice, it wasn't common that Hermione of all people raised her voice towards Harry.
"Can you talk any louder, I don't think the whole school heard you."
"Sorry, but you won't answer my questions so I got a little upset." Hermione started to pout as they strode on. He did feel a bit bad for not telling her but he knew what it would do. She would be shocked and she would tell Ron after he would beg her to tell him what was wrong and he would scream like a crazy person and try to make Harry bond with anyone else against his will and then the whole school would know and Malfoy would tease him for the rest of his life.
Yep, the best solution is to not tell anyone.
"Sorry but I don't want to tell anyone yet, if I do and the person in question learns about it,,, I don't even want to think about it, okay?" He sighed and felt like a jerk but he just knew that they wouldn't understand, especially since he himself didn't understand it at all.
"Understandable!" She said and to Harry's relief he noticed that they had already arrived at the medical wing. I really hope she won't tell Ron anything about it."And don't worry Harry I won't tell Ron anything about what we talked about even if I didn't get any information what so ever about the person."
"Thanks Hermione, you really are the best!" Harry gave his friend a hug and when he did so the door before them opened and out came Ron. He looked at Harry and then at Hermione with a surprised face.
"What are you two doing here? I thought we said that we would study in the library after potions? Oh wait I get it, you were worried about me, weren't you?" He smiled and gave them both a hug. "You shouldn't have walked this long way just for me."
"Well sorry to burst your bubble sweetheart but professor Slughorn asked us to bring some potions to madam Pomfrey, and that is was we should be doing now. Come on Harry!" Hermione walked past her mate and into the medical wing, leaving Ron and Harry on the outside.
"She really has to start practising her social skills." Ron walker after her into the room he just had walked out of.
Harry smiled and as he was about to walk to madam Pomfrey to deliver the potions he was abruptly stopped by Ron.
"Wait a sec mate, I have to tell you something!" Ron whispered and dragged Harry closer to him.
"What?"
"I overheard professor McGonagall talking with madam Pomfrey about the ferret." Harry clenched his fist and felt rage growing in his body. What is happening to me?"Well you know, he wasn't in class today and the reason is that he is having his rut." Wait what? Rut? But isn't he,, I mean he is a,, well he is an alpha,,, right or,, Merlin I am getting more confused.
"So?" Harry wanted nothing more than to know why that mattered to them about Malfoy having a rut or not.
"Well we are going to have a match next week and he is the seeker." With a look at Harry Ron waited for him to understand. But Ron noticed that his friend was clueless to what he was trying to tell him. "Ah come on Harry think! If he is having his rut this week that would mean that next week at our match he will be sluggish! An easy win for us!"
"And you don't think we would win even if he wasn't sluggish from his,,,, rut." Harry could barely say the last word, he just didn't believe it.
"Of course, we would win either way! We are the best team ever!" Ron slapped his friend's shoulder and then he walked towards Hermione who was having a discussion with madam Pomfrey. "Wasn't you going to hand that in?"
Lowering his eyes Harry saw the basket in his hands and he remembered why he had come here, well one of the reasons.
"Ah Mr Potter, I have not seen you here in quite a while. I hope it stays that way even after next week's match." Madam Pomfrey smiled as she spoke to Harry and he knew that she only thought about his wellbeing. She was one that would always be there for him to take care of his many injuries. "I must say that you Mr Potter have the record of being hospitalised the most times."
"Must you win everything Harry." Ron asked as he started to laugh.
"Very funny Ron."
"Well you know what they all call me!" Both Hermione, Harry and madam Pomfrey looked at each other for clues. "Come on, they call me the funnies one of the Weasley's."
"Oh I thought they called you the hungriest of them all." Harry suggested.
"I second that!" Hermione raised her hand with a smile.
"You two are the worst best friends ever!"
"Well but you know you love us either way!" Harry smiled as he saw Ron stretch his tongue out.
"Mr Weasly, think about your manners!" Madam Pomfrey shook her head as she took the baskets from Hermione and Harry. "You must say thank you to professor Slughorn when you see him next time."
"We will!" They said in union as they started walking towards the library.
Friday that week was cruelly long and when the last lesson was over Harry felt his body throbbing in pain. It was almost as if the loss of scent was getting to him and later that night when Ron was playing wizard chess with Seamus and Hermione talking to Ginny about their individual wedding plans, Harry took out the Marauder's map.
The last time he had used it was last year and it felt good having it in his hands again. Why am I sitting here and hesitating? I shouldn't look for him, it wouldn't be right and I would surely impose on his privacy,, not like I care before but still. Harry looked at it one more time and decided not to do it. He wouldn't use that to look for Malfoy. Why would he even care about him? Even if Malfoy hadn't been in class for entire week he shouldn't be worried. It was not like Malfoy cared for him and he certainly didn't care about Draco Malfoy, right? No I do not care for him and if I think otherwise it is all because of that silly dream I had! And Luna! Okay Harry knew he was unreasonable but he didn't want to admit to himself that he wanted nothing more than to see if Malfoy was in his chambers. After debating with himself once more Harry put the parchment down on the table beside him.
"Why most you always win?" Seamus said after losing to Ron for what looked like the third time.
"Well I am the best at wizard chess in the entire school." Everyone could see how proud Ron was as he told Seamus about his glory. "Even Harry was defeated by me!"
"Yes, you did but I really suck at that game, so you can't brag about that." Harry muttered. Seamus asked for yet another rematch and Ron was only too happy to oblige. Quite Harry sat there looking at his friends, he should have been feeling happiness but for some reason he didn't, well not only happiness. There was something more in his chest, a feeling of needing to search for a certain someone. Why, just why! In his hands was once again the marauder's map ready to be used. How did that happened? A feeling of defeat was spreading as he only felt more stressed about trying to ease his alpha side. Fine, just a quick look and nothing more! He cast a look around himself to make sure that no one would notice what he was about to do. Everyone was so focused on their own things that when Harry said the password no one reacted. It somehow felt like he was doing something illegal as he started searching in the map for that one name. But to his surprise he didn't find Malfoy in the alpha boy's room. Harry felt sweat beginning to form on his forehead. Where in Merlin's name was he? Why am I so nervous? I shouldn't care about finding him, he doesn't even like me. Then suddenly he saw it. The name Draco Malfoy on the map. His heart began beating even faster and he felt a wave relief wash over him. I found him! The bloke was placed in a separate bedroom with a bathroom and a fireplace. Wow luxurious! Harry thought back to his room which he shared with the other alphas and one beta, but he wouldn't trade that for the world. Even if he got the chance he just wouldn't like it, he liked hearing the others snore at night and how Ron would sit straight up in the middle of the night complaining about spiders. Okay now I know where Malfoy is so that should be it. Harry tried to close the map but he just couldn't, the only thing he could do was to keep looking at the small name tag of Draco Malfoy moving in the room on the map. Stop looking! But easier said than done. His eyes kept looking at the name and it felt like the more he looked the more urge he got to go and find him. No I can't go to his room while he is on a rut,, I still can't believe it. How could he even be in rut? Well he is an alpha,, or he used to smell a bit like an alpha but now. Well no alpha would smell like that! Harry's alpha emotions was getting a hold on him and he felt the urge to just go and claim the blonde bloke. Come on I can't claim another alpha that just wouldn't be right and especially since that alpha is my ex-nemesis. I can just think about the headlines "Harry Potter, crazy at last" or "Mr Potter the rapist!" Well the headlines would go on and on if I force myself onto Malfoy. Harry let is imagination run wild and he could see himself strolling down a hallway and meeting Malfoy. Their eyes would meet and suddenly Harry's alpha emotions would take control and he would force Draco right into a wall head first. Malfoy would scream for help and he would press his hand against the blonde's mouth. Harry could almost feel the breath against his fingers as he imagined Malfoy breathing and trying to break free from Harry's death grip around his wrists. With much force, he would use his teeth and rip the shirt hem. Then he would bury his teeth into that alabaster skin and form a bond with Malfoy who would still be screaming and trying to break free. People would run to see what was happening, they would see Harry forcing himself onto Malfoy and the papers would get an early Christmas gift.
Harry sighed and laid down the map when he heard a small voice in the back of his head, what if he would like it? What if he would beg you to take him? AS IF! But it was tempting, imagine Malfoy begging him to take him, to form a bond with him and to,, Shit. Blushing like a fool Harry took the map and hurried to the bathroom.
Later that night Harry dreamt a sickening sexy dream. But he wouldn't admit it anyone that he loved every second of it.
It all begun with him lying on a soft wide bed. He blinked a few times and noticed that it wasn't his dormitory. After a quick look around he noticed that he wasn't alone. Beside him laid a blond beauty, the sweet neck was showing and the soft-looking hair. The person turned towards Harry and smiled at him.
"Good morning darling." The person sat himself up and gave Harry a kiss on the lips. Harry blushed as he noticed that the person next to him was naked. He hurried to cover the other person with the blanket only to realize that he also was naked. "What are you doing?" The other person laughed as he saw Harry looking a bit shocked.
"Why are we both naked?" Harry asked the blond male who sat next to him.
He looked surprised and then he gave Harry an sweet look. "Well we couldn't have been able to do what we did yesterday if we weren't naked." The blonde person leaned in and pressed his lips against Harry's. The lips were soft and warm, perfect to touch and precious in every way. Harry could feel how the other tried to deepen the kiss as he opened his mouth a bit and waited for Harry. How could he ever say no? Harry opened his mouth and he was met by a soft perfect feeling of a tongue that felt like it could melt away any sorrow in the world. The other person leaned in a bit more and Harry feel back against the soft pillow. He loved the feeling of the other person against him and when he heard a soft moan he knew he was surely falling in love.
"Please Harry." The other moaned tenderly into his mouth.
"What do you want Draco?" Harry asked seductively. Draco? Suddenly he saw it clearly, the death mark on the other male's arm and the precious grey and blue eyes, the blonde hair and everything about this beauty stated that it was in fact Draco Malfoy he was kissing.
"Please kiss me more." Draco pleaded as he leaned into Harry's embrace.
"As you wish." With a quick turn, Harry had Draco on his back. The blonde's hair was spread on the pillow and as he looked at the sight before him he understood one thing. Never in his life had he seen anything as perfect than the Draco just now. Slowly he lowered his head and pressed his lips against Draco's. Oh dear Merlin, if I could do this every day I wouldn't mind waking up at dawn. Draco smiled and pulled Harry even deeper into their kiss. More, I need more!
"Harry what in the world are you doing?" Harry woke up with a flinch. Ron's voice had startled him.
"Eh what?" Harry felt a bit disoriented and looked around in hope of finding Draco beside him but no he was alone, well except for Ron standing before him.
"You are lying upside down kissing a pillow while muttering ¨this can't be happening¨ over and over." Ron looked extremely amused as he looked at Harry who now understood why he felt so disoriented. He was indeed upside down.
"I was dreaming." It was a bit of trouble to get himself upright again but after some time he made it. He rubbed his head, he felt the impact the floor had on his left side.
"Oohh." Ron said and walked back to his own bed. "Pleasant dreams?" Harry could clearly see the amused expression his friend was wearing.
"A bit, nothing to talk about." Harry felt embarrassed, what if he had said Draco's name in his sleep. He really had to begin using silencing spells on himself before going to bed.
"Ohhh, well it wasn't what I heard."
"We-well you heard wrong, okay?" Harry tried to not turn pink while remembering the sweet dream.
Ron looked more amused than before. "Okay, I believe you,, but remember that the fans would get jealous if they find out you are in fact dating your pillow. Hey maybe I should tell them to put pillowcases on their heads to make them more appealing to you." He finished his speech by making kissing notices.
"Do that and I will convince Hermione to hex the balls of you!" This apparently did the trick and Ron just grinned before he laid down and went to sleep. But Harry he just couldn't fall asleep again. The memories of the dream were haunting him. The lips had felt so real.
The thoughts were running in his head as he remembered the sweet sensation of Malfoy's skin, hair and lips. No he couldn't possibly like it? Right?! Malfoy is Malfoy, even if we aren't enemies we are still not friends and certainly not two persons that should mate! What would that even look like? Me and him, walking hand in hand, marrying each other,,,, he would look so good in white,, STOP IT! What would we even talk about? We would just bite each other's heads of! Yes that is it, we would fight until the day one of us dies!
Harry walked over to the chest where he had the marauder's map and said "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good!"
After looking at the map for a bit he looked at the chambers of Draco Malfoy, he was where he had been before that day. With a big yawn, Harry fell asleep holding the map still in his hands.
On Saturday Harry was woken up by Ginny holding his shoulders while shaking him alive.
"Harry, Harry, HARRY!" She yelled as she shook him.
"Stop shouting Ginny! What in the world is it?" Ron asked while yawning and trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes. "Why are you disturbing us so early in the morning?!"
"Well the clock is actually almost five in the afternoon! What did you do last night anyway?" Ginny looking at her brother who was trying to fall asleep again.
"Well Harry woke up at five and so did I. So we decided to wake up Neville, Dean and Seamus and play wizards poker. Neville had some whiskey left and well one thing led to another and we went to bed about ten o'clock in the morning." Ron muttered as Ginny pulling his blanket. "Let us sleep!"
"But I can't let you do that!" Ginny gathered her strength and then she pulled the blanket off from her brother.
"Why just whyyy?" Ron cried out and walked slowly to Harry's bed and crawled under his blanket. It was a bit odd but Harry didn't mind, what did you have friends for if not to invade their privacy when their sisters was being a drag.
"Because I have something super important to tell you!" Ginny walked over to her mate's bed and Seamus sat up and gave her a hug. "Something you all want to hear."
"Yeah, yeah." Harry mumbled as he still felt half asleep.
"It is about a certain blonde bloke in the school,, being not what we all thought he was..." Ginny paused and as she noticed that no one reacted to was she said she drew in a lot of air and yelled. "Draco Malfoy, the one and only is an OMEGA!"
Harry sat himself up so fast that he accidently made Ron fall right of the bed and land on the floor. "What?"
"Yes you heard me! He is and has always been an omega. His father made him eat pills that suppressed his ranking but now when his father is in Azkaban he doesn't have to take them anymore." Ginny said and started walking around the room with her nose held high.
"First, Harry that really hurt!" Ron rubbed his chin with his hand. "Second, that is awesome! We can bully him and,," Ron was cut off by Harry who looked at him with eyes that could turn anyone to ice even in the warmest of days.
"No one will bully him or any omegas in the school!" Harry felt his body shake with anger from what Ron had said.
"But Harry he has been a total jerk and,,"
"I am serious Ron." Harry hurried of the bed and dressed in a shirt to cover his torso and then he turned towards the door which flung opened.
"Finally, I thought I would have to get professor McGonagall if you all wouldn't wake up soon." Hermione closed the door behind her and strode on into the room. "Ginny, I was correct."
"Ohh really?" Ginny jumped up and down with happiness.
"Correct about what?" Harry asked and felt a hint of a sweet scent in the air.
"He really is an omega, I walked down to the dungeons and I heard pupils talk about it. Draco Malfoy is an omega. The rumours are true" Hermione said and walked over to Ron's bed and sat down on it.
"Well that settles it then." Ginny slumped down beside Hermione.
"Who would have guessed that ferret face was an omega, sure a beta but an omega." Ron muttered.
"Is it something wrong with being an omega?" Ginny asked and looked sceptical at her brother. She knew many wizards thought so but her brother,, never.
"Well no but it is different with Malfoy."
Both Hermione and Ginny sighed as they slapped their foreheads.
Draco Malfoy is an omega, so it really is true. Harry opened the door to the dormitory as he felt the need to cool his head and then it hit him straight on. The scent was so strong it felt like walking into a wall. Shit, this will be the end of me!