Premonition

Disclaimer:
I will make it clear that I do not own any Harry Potter Characters and that everything I have written is purely fictional, means no harm, and is solely a work of fiction. Okay I know that this story probably has numerous grammatical errors and I apologize. I am my own Beta, thank you and now on to the story.



Chapter Nine






Enter the Veela







Ginny stared transfixed at the sight in front of her, where a handsome blonde man was staring at her, in a way that made her want to throw her arms around him and plead for him to keep her. It was that thought that woke her up. She immediately saw it was Draco Malfoy standing in front of her, the Bane and the thorn in her brother side. Ginny blinked once, twice and took a deep breathe.


“Malfoy is there a reason you are staring at me or have you finally lost your marbles?” Ginny asked as she took a step closer towards Draco as if slowly being entranced.


“Please as if I would stare at something with no class, no edict, and is not something to really look at unless you are half blind to actually look at your poor of an excuse of a face. “ Stated Draco defensively, but immediately regretted the words just spoken. Ginny staggered back a step as if slapped from his words and the hurt in her eyes. Ginny ducked her head as if to hide her face as a curtain of curly hair hid her from him. A pain so sharp hit Draco in the chest as if he was stabbed.

“You are not going to cry, are you?” Draco asked stepping forward before stepping back as Ginny lifted her head to stare at him with a glint of moisture in her eyes.


“No I Am Certainly Am Not, Excuse me this Poor uneducated hag has errands to run” Ginny stated, though it would have been more effective if her voice did not break at the end. Ginny cleared her throat. Turning on her heel Ginny walked away trying not to run as she wanted to.


Draco stared after her as he felt a part of him was leaving. He noticed a man with rust colored hair start following Ginny. His eyes narrowed in suspicion, as he followed.

‘Something about that man smells off’

Draco observed the man following Ginny; the way the man would try, the main word is try to be discreet as he followed her. Ever since the tender age of 3 Draco was aware of his surroundings, a Malfoy always knows what and who is around him constantly. Especially now when he had a hint of who his mate may be, with the protective urge he has to swoop down on her and literally fly away, but Malfoys do not lose their composure in front of public.


Up a head Ginny knelt in front of a Garden shop to sniff a tiger lily, as the rusty haired man purposely rammed in to her while fisting his hand on her hair. Draco felt red ting the corner of his eyes. He struggled with the urge to beat the man to a bloody pulp for touching his beloved Red.


“Draco?” said a voice that sounded like an echo as if his mother was saying something at the other end of a corridor.



Draco stepped closer fight against his instinct to maim the man that was now touch his Red as he helped her up, his hands lingering on her elbows before running his hand up to her shoulders in pretense of straightening her cardigan, the running his hands down slowly and having his hands linger on her wrists as if he was about to steal her.



“Draconian?” Said a voice that sounded much like his father but was also in an echo as if his father was saying something at the other end of a corridor.



A snarl hissed out of Draco as he took another step forward, as he watched his beloved Red trying to tug her hands away from the man. Someone was murmuring next to him. Draco felt someone press something into his hand and heard a whisper and felt a tug at his naval. His Red disappeared from his view left at the mercy of that mate stealing fiend whom he would tear apart. Draco’s eyes turned quicksilver as he let out a bone chilling snarl that sounded as if someone ran jagged nails down the surface of a chalk board.


“Draco snap out of it, damn it. Your mother is bringing the chit here, calm down right now!”


Draco turned wild eyes toward the direction her heard the voice; he teeth were more sharp around the canines. Draco leapt towards the voice…




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Diagon Alley







Ginny tried to get the man to release her as tugged a bit harder. When a smooth pale hand slapped the man’s hands, a parent would a child trying to touch something they are not supposed to.


“You will kindly remove your hands form this Young girl, sir, or I will remove them for you.” said a sweet voice, with murder intent in the tone, of Narcissa Malfoy.


“Oh I do apologize I did not mean any harm. I was just trying to apologize to this ravishing young woman.” said the man smiling a smile that Ginny cringed away from.


“Fine you just apologized. Now we meaning us women simply must be going, you sir are making us late for our meeting, now good day.” Stated Narcissa as she looped her arm through Ginny’s as they started to walk away.



“but-“




“I said good day” Narcissa yelled over her shoulder as they walked away.

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Chapter Ten



A little Bonding, Creeping, and Bouncing



Harry laughed so hard his side hurt from laughing. Fenrir just grinned in a satisfied way.

“Why are you grinning?”

“Simply because I am happy, I have found my mate who is willing to allow me to be near him, and my Sweetling is so perfect in every way imaginable. A plus is that you are adorable.”

Harry turned pink as he ducked his head down before shyly glancing up at Fenrir.


“You are not so bad yourself.”

“Are you calling me adorable Sweetling?” said a smug looking Fenrir as he tipped Harry’s chin to look into his eyes more deeply.

“Well you did purr.” Harry said solemnly as he gazed at Fenrir.

Fenrir leaned over his mate bracing his arm next to his mates head and leaned closer to the delicate shell of Harry’s ear.


“Make me Purr Sweetling.”

Harry gasped as Fenrir suckled the spot below his ear.


“Aw, oh, hmm”

“Always so vocal Sweetling, makes me wonder what will happen if I do this”


A mewl vibrated off the cliffs as Harry arched his body closer to Fenrir.


“Okay you win; you are devilishly handsome, perfect in every way.” said Harry in a husky voice full of arousal.
“Oh were we playing” ginned Fenrir.


Laughter echoed in the lagoon that inter day.





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Jared slammed the door closed behind him, He was beyond pissed, and the blond interrupted him before he could set the locater spell on the sub. Plus the sub Harry was now in hiding and he could not do a damn thing about it. Turning Jared walked into a room where there are shelves up to the ceiling in the little hall way toward a very bare wall with symbols on it.



Jared pulled out a lock of red hair and placed it in a glass tray, which glowed and a picture off Virginia Rose Weasley appeared, with her name etched into the frame that contained the magically appeared picture. Jared stepped back to look at the three who were not in his collection yet.



Harrison James Potter




Virginia Rose Weasley



Neville Frank Longbottom-Zabini





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Neville arched his back moaning as he released and bounced with every thrust his mate gave him. Blaise sighed as he poured his essence in his very willing mate. Neville fell forward on top of Blaise and snuggled into his nook under his mate chin.



“I love you”



“I love you too sweet Nev”








A/N: so sorry it took so long but that life for you any way here is the next chapter see ya soon.