The broken, The unwanted, and The Inhuman.

HERE IT IS!!! The chapter with Bomb shell number one that I had planned from the second I posted this story.



I\'ve been writing and re-writing this Chapter over and over for days and days, just to make sure I got it right, and I have to say, I might still want to go back and tidy up a bit after I\'m done. But Thank you all for reading.



Once again, I\'m working with a Non-Betaed copy; because AFF still hates me. I\'ll try to fix these as fast as I can.



Thank you for Bearing with me.



~The Professor.

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Draco sighed as he walked back into the sitting room. He had just seen Harry and the Lupins out, and was feeling worse for wear. He now grabbed the tumbler of Firewhiskey that he had left behind when he had fallowed Harry out. He immediately started drinking again, and fell back into his chair.



Malfoy composer be damned, he was pissed...



Harry was being even more difficult then he expected, and now with the Ministry sticking it\'s nose where it didn\'t belong, things where going to get even more complicated... And Draco still had the Harry Potter support group to win over.



And on top of that, there was immediate danger of Harry to himself. Draco knew a good deal of it was his fault; he was the one that broke his shields, ripped of the Mental scabs, opened Harry\'s old, infected wounds, and bled them out..



Harry had no ground or base for his magic core. Or If he had one, by now, his emotions had crushed it.. And that wasn\'t Draco\'s fault; That was witch ever wizard had a hand in raising him as a child. Muggles sure as hell couldn\'t teach him about his core.



He\'d have to work on that with Harry First. Then, of course, he had to apologize to Harry about his Godson as well.. But Draco figured he had made his post clear from the get-go.. Harry was the Submissive. It was fairly obvious he would be the one carrying and raising their children..



"Well.." Narcissia said, now floating into the room on her feet. "That was far from fruitful..." She said, getting a very sugary drink from the bar for herself.



"Humf.." Was all Draco said as he put his drink to his lips again.



"They are fairly set against the bonding, you know.. Exspeacily since you didn\'t approach them about it first, like tradition demands..." Narcissia said, her disapproving tone quite clear.



"His REAL Parents are dead, and his Muggle relatives don\'t count; How was I supposed to know that a Werewolf wanted to claim him as a cub?... and, need I remind you, Harry ISN\'T their cub yet.."



"Not Legally, No.. And not ever, if Umbridge holds up her part of the deal.." Narrissia said, waving a hand off. "But do you think that matters to Remus?.. To his Inner Wolf?.. To his Mate?... When you bond with him, they will still be there... And need I remind you that you SHOULD have asked, before you even connected with him.."



Draco sighed, and put his head down.. "Yes, I should have asked... I know that now.." Draco said, his old drawling voice returning.



"Well, that\'s just another thing you\'ll have to fix.. As much as I hate to Admit it, They ARE you\'re mates family.."



Draco then turned and looked to Narcissia. She took another sip of her drink, and Draco paused again. Something had been bothering him since he had meet up with his mother, and he felt now was the best time to bring it up.



"Mother;... Why are you working so hard on getting Potter and I together?.."



"So, You\'re mate Is \'Potter\' Again, is he?.." Narcssia said, with a glare. Draco just sighed..



"Until he quits acting like a git, yes. Now Why?..."



Narcissia placed her cup down, and looked down at Draco through the rim of her nose. Many people would think she was acting high and mighty, or had "Smelled something unpleasant.." But Draco knew better. Craning there neck, and looking down the "Beak" was a motherly Veela gesture. Normally used when they thought that there was a threat to there child around, to let others know they where more then willing to defend them.



Draco was a bit puzzled... the last time Narcissia had used this, before the meetings with Harry, was when she scented a herd of Domiamant females at the Quidditch world cup... Bulgarian Dominant Veela, who where known for stealing Weaker Veela\'s sons and young men to mate with..



"Family Honor.. The fact that you and Harry slept together won\'t stay a secret for long.. Nor the fact that you two slept together before the connections where complete and the bond was made... It\'s Shameful, Draco; and it will compromise the families Honor if it gets out, and you two don\'t bond.." Draco paled. He hadn\'t considered that.



"Besides; with the Ministry\'s offer; There\'s just no backing out now... We have to make sure you bond with Harry.."



Draco then paled even more...



Narcissia then blinked at him. "Draco?.. Draco, what\'s wrong?"



".. I Forgot to tell him... We got in a fight; and I was trying to tell him, but.."



Now it was Narcissia that paled.



"He\'s going to fight it.. You know that, don\'t you Mum?" Draco said to Narrcisia. Narrcisia just looked at him. A pregnant silence feel between the two. The two sat and stared at one another.



"...I think we need to make a few fire calls.."

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"So.." Ron said, after heading his letter. Fred and George where also standing by with quills, and Luna was already drafting a greeting.



"Draco Seduced Harry, Right?.." Ron and Neville both nodded, as Fred and George looked offended on Harry\'s behalf.



"The seduction occurred two weeks after Draco gave his intentions! The courting hadn\'t even started; and the second connection wasn\'t even made! Harry hadn\'t been leading Draco on for years, He wasn\'t assaulted, and even if Harry isn\'t in a right state right now, That\'s still no reason for him to have used seduction... and most damningly, the Seduction didn\'t Help! It didn\'t even make the second Connection!! All of this is Clean-cut proof that Draco and Harry shouldn\'t become mates... and solid grounds for a refusal.."



Luna gave a Squeal, and jumped into Neville\'s arms with a hug. Fred and George high-five one another, and Ron just beamed at his girlfriend. Things, it seemed, where looking up.

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"No, No; Bleachley.. You don\'t "Swish and Flick" The Protengo.. You fire it out, like a Gun.."



"A Gun?..." The Slytherin first year asked, looking confused.



"A.. Fire arm... Just like a Hex." Harry said. Unsurprisingly, The Little Slytherin seemed to understand the last part. He faced his partner again, and cast the shield spell.. and this time, it worked. Harry smiled at the little snake and nodded.



"Now that was MUCH better; Good work, Mr. Bleachley.." Harry said with a smile.. And strangely enough, the young Slytherin smiled back.



Harry had stuck to teaching his classes, and attending those he needed to be in. Outside of that, he had only been to Remus\'s and Tonk\'s room. Not even to the Great Hall for meals, not that anyone blamed him. Ron, Hermione and Neville where all to glad, (And Welcome) to come over whenever they wanted, So things worked out just fine.



They had started the refusal owls the second they got back, and had found that Ron and Hermione had made a break through with them; Harry was going to get a owl back, most likely today, saying he was free.



Now, he was closing up his last class before lunch. He would have lunch in the Lupin\'s quarters with Remus and Teddy, then be off to his other classes a hour later.



"Hello, Junior-Professor Malfoy!!"



Another First year called out. Harry\'s Eyes immediately snapped to the door... and frowned. Sure enough, Right at the door, was Draco Malfoy. He waved once at the first year that called out to him, and then locked eyes with Harry... Harry frowned; Snape must to told him what time his classed ended. He would definitely have to have a talk with the slimy git. Harry was about to tell Draco to leave; When the Bell rang, and the first years all ran to there desks to grab there bags, and leave. Harry\'s mood deflated, but he kept that to himself as he waved goodbye to the retreating first years..



Draco just stepped to the side, and let the students leave. Harry moved and grabbed his own bag from the side of his desk, intending to leave before Draco had a chance to stop him. Sadly he didn\'t make the mark in time, and the second that he slung his bag around his back, Draco moved back infront of the door.



"Harry; Wait.. Look, I just need to tell you something..."



"Didn\'t we talk enough yesterday, Malfoy?..."



"I talked.. YOU didn\'t listen." Malfoy said, giving Harry one of his custom sneers and glare.



"Well, you never listened to me, so I figured it was Par for the course.."



"Since when haven\'t I listened?!" Draco said, now getting all puffed up for no reason. That was to much to Harry...



"SINCE WHEN HAVEN\'T YOU!?!... You never gave a DAMN about me before this mate stuff Came up.. As a matter of fact, You made it a Point to make my life Hell.."



"You had you part in it as well, Harry! It was as much your fault as it was mine.."



"Bulllocks!!"



"HARRY, Look..." Draco said, putting his hands up, as if surrendering. " Just Look... I DON\'T want to fight right now, Ok?.."



"Well that\'s a change.." Harry commented, tilting his head inquisitively to the left. "Does that mean I get to be the Cruel bastard now?... If so, FUCK OFF..."



Draco just glared at him.. "I came to bloody help you, damn it..."



Harry blinked.. and then closed his mouth tight. Well, He wasn\'t expecting that..



"Help me?.. Help Me with What?..."



"Help you get your magic under control..."



Harry paused for a second.. Before looking at Draco again.. Harry did need help. And he\'s need it Soon... But He also knew Draco was being self-serving. He just wanted to be alone with Harry, and try to talk him into giving in. Well, Harry wasn\'t falling for it. He wasn\'t going trust Draco, not even for a moment.



"I\'ll have Remus help me, then... I don\'t need you.." Harry said, now pulling his bag up more, and started making for the door. He was going through it, weather Draco was in front of it, or not.. Before he left though, Draco grabbed his shoulder.



"And what if I WANTED to help?... I Wouldn\'t offer if I didn\'t mean it, Harry.."



"The only reason you would offer it is if it benefited you... and I\'m not giving you another inch.."



Draco look at him, mildly shocked, when Harry pulled his arm out of Draco\'s grasp.



"Go to Hell, Draco; and get it through your thick skull; I want NOTHING to do with you... and I have no idea what the Ministry is offering you, but I\'m sure it\'s nowhere near enough to marry someone that hates you..."



"They are offering me MY FATHER!!!" Draco yelled out, Almost directly into Harry\'s face.. Harry froze. His eyes widened. He stood in shock as his mind registered the intense look Draco was giving him... Visions of Draco Dueling, Screaming, and even the outburst during lunch yesterday flashed in the back of Harry\'s mind.. The emotions of Rage, anger, and raising magic also joined.



"If I get you to bond with me; I get my father back... My mother gets her mate back.. I have my whole family is on the line.. You, on the other hand, have NOTHING to lose... and more to gain then you think.."



Draco then pushed past Harry, and walked out. Harry could only stare in shock as his retreat.

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Harry dropped his bag loudly on the floor, then collapsed into his new favorite chair. Remus looked at him, a Semi-sleepy Teddy resting in his lap.



"Harry?..." Remus asked, sounding worried.



"Lucius Malfoy.." Harry said.. Barely lifting his head to look at his Mentor. "If I Marry Draco, Lucius Malfoy.. Draco\'s father... is going to be freed... From Azkaban.." Harry said, his voice portraying the conflict he was feeling. Then looked back to Remus, Who sympathetic gaze shown back to him.



"No, Harry; If you Marry Draco, a good deal of people will be pardoned and realized from Azkaban... Lucius is just one of them..."

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