Harry Potter and the Shiverin Descendent

Only a few things:

A new word is introduced in this story a Nein is the Shiverin word for the

submissive parental figure. It doesn’t mater if it is male or female.

Also instead of the word ‘Study’ I have replaced it with ‘Revision’ I keep

coming across this one British sights when it comes to school and guess that

it’s their word for study over there. I hope I’m right.

I am so sorry this took so long to get out school has been a drag. I

really hate speeches. But I finally found sometime to read through this one

again and try to fix some things. I will be going through chapter five again

soon and hope to catch some of the things that I’ve forgotten last time. I also

hoped that I fixed the time issue that was going on in this chapter. Some

sentence structure and wording changed but nothing had to be edited in this

chapter so it will be posted in it’s entirety on Fan Fiction. This chapter is

beta read so please bear with me.

Thanks everyone for the reviews you have kept me going. I have been

finding it kind of hard with the stress from school and wedding planning to get

up the gumption to read through these chapters at times or just write in general.

But then every once in a while I get a little virtual kick in the but and I get

my head out of my ass and continue. Thanks. Also I’m very excited about the

reaction to my Yahoo group. The link should be up on my profile page and if not

it is on my live journal and I know that link is there.

Enjoy the chapter.


Disclaimer: The characters of Harry Potter and his friends do not belong to me. And I no longer want to put Snape in a pink tutu thanks to a picture I saw on Elfwood. Just take a look at the ROThLO tour. Or at lest I think that’s it. Okay random divergence.

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Shiverin Descendent Chapter 6

(Un-beta read)


Harry awoke the next morning feeling really satisfied and happy. His

mind wondered back to the dream he had last night with Draco and a giddy feeling

started to form in his stomach and then spread quickly through the rest of his

body. Visions of Draco popped into his mind his hair messed from Harry running

his fingers through those soft pearly strands. He sat up and looked over to

Ron’s bed and was a bit surprised to see that the red head had already gotten up.

It was then he realized that all of Ron’s things were packed up and gone. The

realization of what day it was finally hit the famous Gryffindor. Today was the

day that Ron was to return to the Burrow. He probably wouldn’t be seeing his

friend again until they got to Hogwarts for the beginning of their sixth year.

Where happiness had permeated his being just moments before sadness was now

taking over. He had become quite used to his tall gangly friend being there

when he woke up in the morning ready to get up and feed that ever empty stomach

of his or still snoring contentedly lost in his own dream land. Well, it didn’t

do well to dwell on it, he’d only depress himself. Then Draco would find out

and that would not be good the blond could be to over protective sometimes. He

sighed and got to his feet fully expecting to get dressed and head out to find

everyone else. But he was stopped when he heard the door open behind him. He

didn’t even get to turn around to greet the person before he heard his name

yelled.


“Harry!” Came the yell before he was tackled back onto the bed. “Holly

cricket Harry you had us so scared.”


A sudden fear over took him as the submissive in him tried to tell him

that he was being attacked and his dominant wasn’t here to protect him. He

quickly squashed it though. If he lost control now he was certain that this

time he would hurt someone possibly even kill them he couldn’t allow that to

happen. Taking a deep breath to calm his beating heart and force his more human

side to take over and override his Shiverin instincts. When he was calm enough

he looked down to see a small form with bushy brown hair lying on his chest.

Now that most certainly was not Hermione since she was actually one inch taller

than him much to his chagrin so that left only one Granger female it could be.

“Well hello Hildey.” He said with a smile.


She jumped off. “Oh I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you are you okay?” She

started to pull on his arm lightly like she was checking if it was still

attached.


“I’m fine Hildey you didn’t hurt me.”


She smiled. “That’s good I don’t think Herm would forgive me if I hurt

one of her best friends.” She poked him again. “Are you sure you’re okay

nothings broken from last night or anything?”


He laughed. “No why would anything be broken from last night? It’s not

like Dr..” He chocked as he realized what he almost said. He was lucky that it

was Hildey in the room and not Hermione or Ron. They most certainly would have

caught on to his little slip.


She looked at him curiously. “Huh?”


He shook his head. “Oh never mind it’s nothing.”


“Okay.” She grabbed his hand. “Well hurry up and get dressed, every one

is waiting down stairs for you.”


“Everyone?”


“Yeah Ron, Hermione, mum and dad, we’re supposed to go to Diagon alley to

meet Ron’s parents.” She clapped her hands together. “I’m really excited I’ve

never been to Diagon Alley. I wonder what I’ll see I wonder if I can get some

wizarding supplys. Do you think they’ll let me buy a wand?”


Harry laughed. “I don’t know they just might but if not how about I buy

you a trick one at the shop that Ron’s Brothers run.”


She thought about it for a little bit with a frown but then a smile

spread across her place. “Alright but I would rather have a real one. I only

hope that I receive a letter to Hogwarts when I turn eleven. Well come on we

should get downstairs.”


He opened his trunk and pulled out a shirt. “So why aren’t Ron’s Parents

coming here to pick him up?”


“Hermione thinks it’s best if they don’t come here. She’s worried about

what would happen if Mr. Weasley stepped foot in a muggle house. She says that

he gets very excited about muggle things like electric plugs. She’s dreading a

reaction even worse than Ron’s. When he arrived he had to touch everything.

She got really mad when he pressed the wrong button on the computer and erased

the one of the files she was working on.”


“Oh my.”


“Yeah she was pissed. It was a quick reference program for the spells in

her books.”


Harry laughed imagining Hermione strangling Ron.


“I’ll go so you can get dressed. See you down stairs.”


“Wait Hildey.” He called to here. “What happened to Remus?” He vaguely

remembered snapping at the werewolf last night he hoped that he was alright.


“Oh he said he had to return to held Professor Dumbledore and that he

would talk to you later.”


“Oh okay.”


“Well you should hurry up.” And she left the room.

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After a quick shower and throwing on some clothes he made his way down to

the dinning room. As Hildey had said everyone was there waiting for him.


“Hey there Harry.” Ron greeted.


“Hello Ron I’m so sorry that I’ve slept so late on your last day here.”


“That’s perfectly alright Harry you had a hard night after all.”


The raven haired boy went pail. “Oh guys I don’t know if I can ever

apologize enough for what happened last night.”


Hermione smiled and patted his arm. “It’s alright Harry it wasn’t your

fault we understand.”


“Wasn’t my fault how can you say that Hermione I could have killed you.”


She pulled something out of her pocket. “There’s a reason we carry

these.” She waved the vile in front of his face the dark green grey liquid

swirling inside.


He sighed and pushed her hand away. “But you shouldn’t have to worry bout

caring an antidote because you’re weirdo friend might bite and kill you.”


“HARRY JAMES POTTER YOU STOP THIS LINE OF THOUGHT RIGHT NOW!” She yelled

her hair seeming to spark with electricity. “I will not have you go blaming

your self for everything again like you always do.” She grabbed the sides of

his face so that he was looking directly at her. “You are not a freak or a

weirdo you got that. You are a wizard, a special wizard albeit, but that is

nothing bad. We’re your friends Harry we don’t care what you are we will stand

beside you none the less.”


Her parents stood behind her. “She’s right you know Harry.” Mrs. Granger

smiled and stepped around her daughter to take the boy in her arms.


Harry cringed one part of him telling him to not let some one else touch

him because only Draco could touch him. He groaned quietly still amazed at how

attached he was to the dominant. And it seemed that he was becoming more and

more dependent on the blond every day. It worried him about how he would be

like at the end of the three months. The other part of him was just wondering

why anyone that was practically a normal human being would want to hold him.

He felt her rub his back in a calming fashion and he was surprised that

he had no reaction at all even though she was directly hitting his spots.

Perhaps that was only an erogenous zone when it came to his mate. Finally he

found himself relaxing into the arms of this woman.


Hermione smiled watching her mother cuddle her best friend. She sighed

and leaned her head on Ron’s shoulder.


The red head blushed his face heating up. He cleared his throat lightly

and tried to hide his try at putting his arm around Hermione’s shoulders.


From his spot of leaning his head on Hermione’s mother’s shoulder Harry

watched his friends try and trying to be debonair and a little sneaky. He

smiled when instead of actually sliding his arm around their brunette haired

friend’s head he knocked her lightly with his elbow.


“Ouch Ron that hurt.” Their friend chided.


“Uhm, uh, sorry Hermione.” Ron stuttered sheepishly hopping she didn’t

realize what he had been trying to do.


Mr. Granger broke in. “Come on everyone. We should probably get going.

I don’t want Ron’s parents getting worried that we might have eaten their son.”


Hildey laughed.


“Oh come on dad. Ron’s mum and dad wouldn’t think that.”


He smiled. “You never know Little Messenger.” He laughed. “They might

think that we muggles have a taste for wizard flesh.” He headed out the door to

their car.


Hildey was now almost falling on the floor she was laughing so hard.

“Watch out Harry they’ll be coming for you next.” She fallowed closely behind

her father.


Mrs. Granger let go of the young Shiverin placing a light kiss on his

forehead. “Don’t worry Harry.” She said with a mischievous smile. “I swear

the two of you won’t feel a thing.” And she fallowed her husband and youngest

daughter.


Finally the door closed and it was just the three of them left in the room

looking totally confused.


“Uhm...they are kidding right?” Ron tried to talk without becoming a

gibbering idiot.


“Come off it Ron.” She cried throwing her arms in the air. “My parents

are not going to eat you. No muggles are going to eat you. Come on we better

join them.” She headed out the door to join her family.


Ron looked at Harry a bit of fear still on his face then he arched an

eyebrow. “Little Messenger?”


Harry shrugged his shoulders.

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It didn’t take long for them to reach the Leaky Cauldron.


“We’re here.” Mr. Granger announced stopping the car finding a parking

spot close in the front of the building.


The kids all piled out of the back seat making there way into the

wizarding pub.


“Ron.” Ginny called wrapping her arms around her brother. Then she

spotted the inky haired seeker. “Harry!” She disengaged herself from Ron and

wrapped her arms around her friend. “How are you doing? I haven’t seen you in

so long.”


He snickered. “But you only saw me a month ago Ginny.”


“That’s an eternity Harry.” She chortled musically.


He just shook his head at her logic.


She hugged him one more time and then stepped around him so she could meet

the rest of Hermione’s family.


He didn't have long by himself before his arm was grabbed by another red

head. “Hey there Harry.”


“Hello George.” He said and smiled sweetly. He knew very well that the

twins were trying to trick him by only throwing one of them at him. For some

reason they just couldn’t believe that there was someone out there that was able

to tell them apart.


“Blimey Harry I really don’t see how you can do that. It doesn’t matter

what we do you can still tell us apart.” The other boy griped.


“Yeah.” Fred whined joining in on the conversation. “Even when we

changed around our Quidditch robes it didn’t fool you. What are you, psychic?”


Harry laughed. “It’s not really that hard to do you guys are actually

pretty different.” Of course that was a blatant lie. If it wasn’t for a very

small heart shaped freckle that only Fred had right on the bridge of his nose.

We wouldn’t be able to tell the two of them apart just like everyone else. He

wasn’t sure when he had noticed the mark but it had helped out a great deal he

liked confusing the two tricksters that always saw themselves above that. No

they were the ones that were supposed to confuse everyone else. Of course if he

saw them from behind then he was totally and utterly lost like everyone else.

But he wasn’t going to tell them that it was to much fun to play with their

minds a little more. After all they sure gave poor Mrs. Weasley a hard time.

Speaking of which, her and Mr. Weasley, were having a very adamant conversation

with Mrs. and Mr. Granger. Ouch, he thought when he saw Mrs. Weasley slap her

husband on the arm kind of hard. But maybe he did deserve it because what ever

he had asked must have been pretty bad since Mrs. Granger was blushing pretty

hard right now.


Molly Weasley watched her husband talk a little longer with Hermione’s

parents about all things muggle before she finally became totally bored.

Turning away from her over energetic husband and the two muggles she turned to

the kids. “Come on everyone why don’t we head into Diagon Alley and do a little

early school shopping I’m pretty sure you’ve all gotten your lists by now.”


Harry frowned why would she think that they’ve received their lists. No

owl had arrived for him caring the familiar cream colored envelope with green

writing and purple wax seal. Again he started to panic but this time both his

human and Shiverin side where in agreement this was not good. Why, if it was

quite obvious that everyone else had received their letters, had he not received

his. Could it be that he wouldn’t be attending Hogwarts this year? Was it

possible that Dumbledore didn’t deem him worthy of attending with all the normal

students just because he was a Shiverin, an animal that couldn’t control or

protect himself? Would the Headmaster, that had always seemed so fare in the

past, now start to discriminate against him? His breath caught in his throat

and he started to hyperventilate. He knew he needed to calm down.

Subconsciously his hand sought out what it believed to be the only tangible

connection he had to his mate, the necklace he wore. He wrapped his fingers

around the pendant under his shirt and started to stroke the dragons back with

his thumb the tingle he had felt the first time he did this returned and he felt

himself start to relax. True it wasn’t the touch of his mate but the residue

from the spells his Dominant had cast on the little trinket still helped since

it reminded him that his mate loved him enough to want him protected and to be

able to find him at all costs.


“Oh Harry I’m so sorry.” Hermione almost shrieked breaking through his

clouded mind. “I knew I forgot something.” She reached into the small bag she

held and pulled out a folded envelope. The cream color and green writing were

unmistakable. “I should have given you this sooner.” She handed it to him.

“Remus gave this to this morning before he left you were asleep and he didn’t

want to wake you.”


He took the creased parchment envelope and his face lit up. It read,


Harry Potter

The Little Shared Room


His school letter, “Thanks.” He opened it and pulled out two pieces of

parchment. The first one was obviously his school supply and book list but what

was the second? He glanced over it, oh his OWL’s results. He was surprised to

see that he hadn’t done half bad, probably thanks due to Hermione’s revision

regime and her constant nagging.


:Astronomy: A (Well that was better than he thought what with what

happened during it.)


Care of Magical Creatures: O (Not unexpected. Hagrid was actually

a pretty good teacher no matter what some people believed. Of course he

couldn’t really bad mouth that person anymore could he? At least not too much.)


Defense Against the Dark Arts: O (That one wasn’t a surprise at all.

Even with the terrible teacher they had last year he really had no trouble with

either the theoretical or Practical parts of this exam. And his Patronus had

pretty much synched it for him.)


Divination: P (He was actually surprised that he had gotten that.

Trelawny was pretty

much worthless when it came to teaching.)


Herbology: O (Now how had he pulled that one off? Of course they

had thrown in quite a few questions about Devil’s Snare in the theoretical

portion of the exam that had been easy. Of course first hand knowledge always

helped.)


History of Magic: E (Okay, now he was really surprised. How did one

get an E in a class they mostly sleep through?)


Potions: O (His mouth fell open and he could feel himself start to

gasp for air. How in all the different levels of purgatory did he pull off an O

in potions? He had to read it over again three more times not believing his

eyes they had to be playing tricks on him. He wanted so badly to have gotten an

O in potions so that he could become an Auror that his mind placed one where

there wasn’t. Surely he had only gotten an A maybe even a P but not an O. He

read it again still trying to get his eyes to stop playing tricks on him. But

no matter how many times he read it the grade was always the same. Some how he

had been able to get an O in potions. Sure the work had seemed easier when he

didn’t have Snape breathing down the back of his neck. Perhaps just perhaps he

wasn’t as incompetent in potions as he thought he was. But the next question

was would he be able to put up with NEWT potions with Snape taking into account

how agitated his emotions had been lately? Well now was not the time to dwell

on such things.)


Transfiguration: O (He was still so worked up about his grade in Potions

that he really didn’t have any energy to get excited about this grade. The only

thing he could think about is that McGonagall would be happy since he proved

that Bitch Umbridge wrong.):



“So Harry how did it go?” Hermione asked.


“I….I…I..”


“Oh give it here.” She said with an agitated tone grabbing the parchment

from him. “Oh my goodness Harry this is wonderful.”


Ginny cocked her head and took the parchment from the older Gryffindor.

“Wow, Ron didn’t even do that good.” She said her brown eyes wide.


“Hey.” Ron cried.


She just laughed and handed the paper back to Harry.


Hermione smiled. “Well it looks as if you’ll be taking many of the same

classes I am.”


Ron was taken aback. “Wait you mean he got Potions?”


“Yes Ron.”


“Bloody hell Harry how did you do that?”


Harry’s raven hair fell into his eyes as he shook his head. “I really

don’t know. I’m as surprised as everyone else. All I know is when I was taking

the test it wasn’t near as hard as it is in class. Maybe Snape just throws me

off.”


“Yeah, well he throws every one off Harry.” Hermione smiled. “Come one

let’s get our things I think Mr. and Mrs. Weasley would like to get home soon.”


Ron laughed.

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Draco paced back and forth in his room. He knew very well that his mate

was heading to Diagon Alley today to see the Weasel off. And it was taking all

his will power not to floo over there right now so he could see his love face to

face. Harry had assured him that he would probably be with the Weasleys most of

the day and it would just be a waste of the dominants time since they wouldn’t

be able to be together at all. But Draco just couldn’t shake the feeling that

he needed to be there to protect his green eyed angel. The last time the

submissive had gone to Diagon Alley he had been chased by an unknown man. How

was he to know that the same thing wouldn’t happen again this time? If he had

found Harry at Grangers house surely he could fallow his beloved to Diagon alley

and attack him again. He stopped his pacing and clutched his chest. His heart

was beating a million miles a minute and he was finding it hard to breath. The

fear for his mate was starting to take over and he knew that no matter what his

love said he would have to go just in case something happened. Even if he

couldn’t be near Harry he would at least be there in case something happened to

his love. Rushing to his nightstand he grabbed his wand and money bag. He

knew that Harry was probably going to say that he was being over protective but

he couldn’t help it. He knew now that pure blooded Shiverin were after his

submissive and wasn’t about to let them have him. Harry belonged to him and him

only. He had grabbed a fistful of floo powder and almost dropped it when he

heard someone knock on the door. “Who’s there?” He growled.


“Draco.” His father called opening the door and poking his head in. He

frowned when he noticed his sons hand full of floo powder. “And where do you

think you’re going young man?”


“To Diagon Alley do you mind?” The boy asked his father snidely.


Lucius strode into the room. “You most certainly are not. I know very

well what time you got home last night. You seem to forget that the wards on

the house have a time recorder. What do you think you were doing getting home

at four in the morning?”


The young boy shrugged. “I just lost track of time I met Blaise down

there and we got to talking.”


The older Malfoy did not look amused. “Nice try but you’ve used that

excuse before. So this morning I fire called Royeren Zabini. He assures me

that Blaise was no where near Diagon Alley last night.” Lucius crossed his arms

and arched an eyebrow. “So maybe you would like to think of a different lie to

tell me. Because no matter what young man you are grounded and are not going

any where. And you can forget using floo powder I had you’re room disconnected

from the floo network for now. I’ll put it back when I think you’ve been

punished enough.”


By now Draco was seething. How dare he, how dare his father keep him away

from his mate. “I’m going to Diagon Alley weather you like it or not father.”

His voice was quiet but held a deadly undertone to it.


“Draco Marcellus Malfoy! I do not care if you’re sixteen you’re not even

of legal age yet and until that time you will do as I say.”

The Dominant Shiverin threw the floo powder on the ground with a low

guttural growl. His fangs appeared and he snarled at his father. “If you know

what’s good for you father you will get out of my way so that I can get to the

fire place in the living room.” He knew that was the closest fireplace in the

Manor that was connected to the floo network.


Lucius stepped in his way. “Draco you’re grounded.”


Draco’s pupils turned to slits and his claws appeared. “Move father now.

I don’t care who you are you will not keep me from him.”


Lucius paled and his knees became like jell-o he had to hold onto the wall

to support himself. “Uhm Draco now don’t be hasty you know I don’t like doing

this but you have to obey the rules and the rules say be home by midnight.”


“Fuck the rules father, when it comes to my mate the rules can just go to

hell.”


“Ahh, so it was your mate you were going to go see yesterday I had my

suspicions.” Lucius commented backing towards the door.


“I suggest you don’t say anything else father. I will warn you right now


that I already feel that you are a threat to my mate and if you say one more

thing I will not be responsible for my actions.”


Now Lucius could feel his stomach start to churn as fear totally overtook

him. He knew very well that his son wasn’t bluffing. He would protect his mate

no matter what even if it was his own father that he saw as a threat. Sighing

he smiled slightly and stepped to the side to allow his son access to the door.

It was quite obvious that his son cared very much for this other boy and there

was nothing he could do about it. Actually he wasn’t sure if he wanted to.


Draco’s features softened and his claws disappeared he cocked his head

looking at his father confused. Why would his father just stand aside so

easily? If anything Lucius Malfoy was known for being stubborn it’s where Draco

got it from.


“Just go Draco before I change my mind.”


By now Draco was totally back to normal. He bowed his head lightly in

thanks to his father and ran out the door to the living room passing his mother

in the hall way.


“Draco wai…” She called.


“By mum.” He answered not even stopping to look at her.


Lucius exited his son’s room closing the door behind him. He actually

squeaked when his wife turned on him with a deadly glare.


“Lucius just what happened in there?”


“Uh… um… well you see.” He stuttered.


“I thought we agreed upon that he was grounded for how late he got home

last night. And he did try lying to you didn’t he, probably tried to use the

Blaise excuse again.”


“Uhm yes.”


She stalked towards him. “So may I ask why our so called grounded son

just ran past me with his wand and money bag obviously ready to leave the manor

again?”


“Uhm well you see.” Lucius couldn’t believe how inarticulate he had

become but his wife could be rather scary.


She rolled her eyes and threw here hands in the air. “I don’t know why I

send you to try to punish him at all. You know for the 'oh so evil second hand

man to the Dark Lord' you’re a push over when it comes to your own son.” She

berated and then turned on her heal in the other direction and stomped down the

hall her violet silk robe billowing behind her.


He watched his wife go and hung his head with a dejected moan he was in

the dog house again and would probably be sleeping on the couch in the study.

And that was only if he was lucky.

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Harry and his friends made their way into Flourish and Blotts to get their

new school books. After a little bit they had found all the books they were

going to need for their up and coming school year. And they were waiting for

Hermione who was eyeing a new book on the uses of Dragon fangs in potions.

Harry and Ron passed the time by looking through their school books. Harry had

his face scrunched up as he looked at a rather complicating looking at a potion

in his NEWT potions book by Helon Raeth.


“You know Harry that’s bloody amazing.” Ron said happily.


“Huh, what.” Harry said looking up from his book.


Ron smiled his blue eyes sparkling almost like Dumbledore’s. “That you

got your potions OWL now you can become the Auror that you wanted to be.”


“Oh yeah it does doesn’t it.” Harry beamed.


“Uhm Harry.” Hermione called her friend softly. “I’m sorry to say but I

don’t think that it will be possible.”


“What do you mean Hermione?” He questioned.


Tears started to pool in her eyes and she looked away not able to meet his.

“What I’m saying is that I don’t think you’re going to be able to be an Auror

anymore.”


“And why the hell not?” Ron asked. “I think he deserves it he’s worked


hard enough for it. Hell he’s even willing to put up with that bastard Snape

for another two years to achieve it. I know Harry if he wants something bad

enough he’ll accomplish it.”


Their brown haired friend sighed. “It’s not that I don’t think that Harry

doesn’t have the determination to do it. Believe me Harry I know you could if

it wasn’t for what you are.”


Harry gasped and almost dropped his books. What was Hermione getting at?

“What does this have to do with what I am?”


She grabbed the two of them and pulled them into a secluded alcove under

the curving stair case. “Harry you’re a Submissive Shiverin.”


Harry’s mouth fell open and he started to look sick.


“And even though you’re human and that gives you some self restraint when

it comes to some things that might upset a full blooded Submissive there are

still three months out of every year that you’re emotions will be totally on

edge making it almost impossible for you to work.”


He was hyperventilating now and he felt as if he was about to loose the

quick breakfast he had eaten this morning.


The tears started to fall down Hermione’s cheeks. “Harry I’m sorry.” She

tried to touch his arm.


He pulled away though. “No, it’s alright.” He ground out. “Sure why not,

nothing in my life has ever gone the way I wanted it to, why this?” He sneered.

He was starting to shake now and he was trying very hard to keep his Shiverin

song from starting. “I can’t be normal I have to be this stupid creature that

can’t even control his own emotions without the help of another person.” Tears

streamed down his cheeks and the large window in the front of the store cracked.


“Harry.” Hermione coaxed trying to get him to calm down.


He turned and ran out of the bookstore dropping his school books on the

floor.


Hermione and Ron chased after him.


“Ronald Weasley what in Merlin’s name is going on?” Mrs. Weasley called

after him


“I’ll explain later mum.” He called running after his best friend.

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Harry made it out the store and too an alley way before he doubled over

heaving painfully the acidic substance burning his throat. After he had totally

emptied his stomach he dry heaved a few more times until his stomach stopped

protesting. Crying he leaned against the wall and pulled his knees to his chest.

All he wanted right now was to just disappear. Why oh why did it seem that the

world was completely against him. Just when he thought that he could be happy

it came around and kicked him in the gut telling him to get a life and realize

that he cold never have what he wanted. First he had lost the parents that

would have loved him and instead had to live with his horrible relatives. Then

when he finally thought that he would be getting away from them and into a world

where there would be people that would finally accept him he had to find out

that he was famous in said world and could never just be normal. Sure he was

happy he had friends that loved him but all he really wanted to do was blend

into the back ground and just be one of the everyday students. But that could

never be he had to be the Bloody-Fucking-Boy-Who-Lived-To-Refuse-To-Die. He had

faced the dark lord in different forms every year except third and had lived to

tell about it that alone set him apart from most normal students. No he just

couldn’t be normal. Then let’s not forget Sirius his Godfather. He had always

wanted family and even though the Weasleys had kind of filled that role it just

wasn’t the same. And when he finds a semblance of family with the escaped

convict the bloody world sees fit to take him away from him as well. Everything

he wanted was taken from him everything.


But wait, not everything he still had Draco right? Sure he had thought he

had lost the blond Dominant last night but his mate had proven him wrong. His

hand found its way to the back of his neck he knew the mark was there. The mark

that claimed him, told others that he belonged to someone else, and was a

testament that he was a submissive creature that was destined to be dependent on

someone else for the rest of his life. Again tears started to cloud his vision

because of that submission he would never be able to be an Auror. Because of


what he was he had lost out on the one thing he had been looking forward to

after he graduated from Hogwarts. Now what would he do after he left the one

place he had ever thought of as home?

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Ron and Hermione stopped dead in their tracks looking franticly up and

down the street. Where in the heck had Harry gone off too?


“Damn.” Hermione grunted. “I totally forgot about Harry’s speed. He

could be almost anywhere in the Alley by now.” She looked side to side again.

“So which way do you think we should go?”


Ron looked to the left then the right and to the left again. “Well,

personally I think we should head back to the Leaky Cauldron. Harry might have

gone there to get something to eat or a Butter Beer.”


She groaned. “Really Ron not everyone thinks with their stomachs like you

do. But I guess that’s as good of place to start as any.” She grabbed his arm

and started pulling him towards the wizarding Inn. She grunted when someone

crashed into her shoulder. “Oh sorry.”


“No I’m sorry it was completely my fault.” A man said. He had long light

brow hair and Dark Hazel eyes with a circle of brown around the pupil. He bowed

slightly to them and headed off down the street.


Hermione watched him for a little while longer. Something about that man

just didn’t seem right but she couldn’t place her finger on it.


“Come one Hermione.” Ron shook her out of her own world by pulling on her

arm.


“Alright.”


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Harry sat there crying for a little longer before he decided that he

should probably find Ron, Hermione, and everyone else. Getting up he whipped

the tears from his eyes and then brushed his knees off.


“Ahh there you are.”


What the, who was that? He whirled around to find himself facing a pretty

tall man with Long brown hair and hazel eyes. “Who…who are you?”


“I am Vaaku Sabagin and I am pleased to finally meet you Harry Potter the

Nuinath.”


“No.” Harry whispered backing away.


Vaaku smiled. “Come on Harry it doesn’t have to be that bad why don’t you

just give in.” The Shiverin said as he advanced on the small Kav. “I won’t

hurt you Harry.” He said softly almost sweetly.


“No, no I don’t belong to you, no.” The raven head shook adamantly.


“That’s true it’s my master who wants you. I already have a Kav of my own

and only intend to have one. But I can see why he chose you your eyes are

absolutely amazing.” He reached and touched Harry’s cheek lightly as if in awe.


“NO!!!” Harry screamed and a burst of magic shot from him throwing Vaaku

back down the alley.

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Draco weaved his way through the many bodies down the cobbled street of

Diagon Alley. He knew that his mate was here, he could feel him, but something

wasn’t right.


“NO!!!” He heard someone scream. Wait a minute, that was Harry, he

started to sprint down the alley crashing into a few people as he went but not

really caring. He let his senses go using everything he had to track his mate.

He knew that his love was in trouble and he had to find him right away.

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“By Mava.” Vaaku cursed as he got to his feet. A trickle of blood ran

down his temple and over his cheek. He had known that the boy was a wizard as

well as the Nuinath but he still hadn’t expected that much power from a Kav. He

turned to focus his attention back on the slip of a boy. He was surprised by

what he saw an unmistakable aura of powerful magic surrounded the child. The

boys claws where extracted and his fangs where bared. With one more burst of

energy his wings appeared the black appendages stretching behind him. Then

right before the other Shiverin’s eyes they changed. The black skeletal

structure was still there but the membrane between them lightened until they

were an iridescent clear. His black hair grew to just past his shoulders and

the intense green eyes were mixed with streaks of ice blue.


“When a Kav says not to touch them you don’t touch them.” Harry said.

But when he spoke his voice was not his own. Sure Harry’s soft tenor voice was

still there but over it was a deep almost seductive woman’s voice. He started

to advance on Vaaku. “I would think that one that believes such as you do would

have more respect for the feelings of a Kav. Do the feelings of this child mean

nothing to you?”


“I…I…I” Vaaku couldn’t answer. He had not idea what was going on here.

His master had told him that the boy was the Nuinath but he had mentioned

nothing about this could it be that there was more to this Nuinath thing that

originally thought.


Harry took a few more steps forward then suddenly stopped and fell to his

knees and started to shake. “What…what’s going on here?” His voice was back to

normal now with no traces of the woman’s voice at all. His hair returned to its

normal length and his wings disappeared. Around him the silvery aura of power

started to dissipate.


Vaaku knew it was time to take his leave. He knew that there was no way

he would be able to get away with the boy now. He could already hear someone

running in their direction probably alerted by Harry’s power surge. If he tried

to grab the Kav right now the fight that would ensue would slow him down and he

wouldn’t be able to get away before the other person arrived. No he would have

to try another time. He gave Harry one more poignant look then grabbed the

black stone etched with a gold bird he wore around his neck and he was gone.


Harry didn’t even realize when his attacker disappeared. His breathing

was raspy and labored and his vision was blurry. Fear raked through him. What

was going on how did he get here? Last thing he remembered he was backing away

from that other Shiverin, what was his name again , oh yes Vaaku but where did

he go? He was starting to feel sick again disorientation taking affect. He

tried to get to his feet but his legs wouldn’t hold him and fell to his knees

again. Falling forward on his hands he started to cry.

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Draco found himself heading to a small alley way in between ‘Madam

Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions’ and the little ‘Shearburn Cockling’s Magic

Pots.’ The first thing he noticed was the sound of some one crying coming from

the Alley.


“Harry.” He whispered as he entered the dark alley. He caught sight of a

small hunched figure about halfway down the alley. “Angel!” He cried and

rushed to the fallen form of his mate. He fell to his knees not caring how

dirty the cobble stoned ground was and the fact that his one of a kind designer

Hecate black slacks where now probably ruined. All that mattered to him now was

Harry, his beloved. “Harry, Angel?” He called and took hold of his quivering

mate. He pulled his Submissive to him protectively.


“Dra…Draco?”


“Yes love it’s me.” He kissed the top of Harry’s ebony hair.


Harry let himself fall against the strong body of his Dominant and shaky

hands found their way to Draco’s grey silk shirt fisting in the cool slick

fabric. “What happened Draco, how… how… did I get here? Where did he go?”

Harry sobbed hot tracks of tears coursing down his cheeks.


“I don’t know what you’re talking about Harry there was no one here when I

arrived.” He stretched out and pulled his love into his lap.


Harry curled up letting his head rest against Draco’s chest listening to

his mates comforting heartbeat. “He was here, the other Shiverin.” He let go

of Draco with one hand to run it along his cheek. “He …he touched me. I told

him no and then there was a burst of bright ice blue light and everything went

black. I don’t know what happened after that.”


“I don’t know Harry, I don’t know.” He pulled his mate closer and rocked

him slightly.

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Vaaku sighed as he found himself reappearing in the main room of his

An’quin back in the Shiverin society of Graphena. Automatically he made his way

to his children’s room where he knew he’d find his mate. S’Asankie had become

quite over protective of their little ones since they had been born. But then

the two of them had been trying for so long to have children. So it should be

expected for his Kav to be protective. He let his mind wonder to the scared

green eyes of the Nuinath. The boy was so small even smaller than his Kav how

could he be the one the legend spoke of? But then what had happened earlier?

It almost seemed that someone had taken over the boy’s body and it seemed that

the being had known him, Vaaku, very well. Lord Gramèn had told him to fallow

and capture the Nuinath but his lord had actually given very little information

about what exactly the Nuinath was. He tried to remember the stories his Nein

had told him about the Nuinath legend when he was a child. He hadn’t really

believed them when he was younger he just saw as a sweet little story that

Nein’s told their children to get them to go to sleep. But what he had just

experienced was making him rethink his opinion of the old stories. He found

himself standing out side of the nursery. He could hear someone whispering

inside and recognized the voice of his Kav.


[“Sleep my little ones.

For the cloak of night has fallen.

The moon has sent out her ambassadors

Little Fairies ridding on silver beams

Come to bring thee pleasant dreams.


Go ahead fall in

Let the mists take you away.

For Mava will protect you.

Until the light of day.”]

Vaaku laughed lightly and entered the room. “That’s a beautiful poem my

Kèrta.” He wrapped his arms around S’Asankie’s waist and kissed the top of his

head.


“Thanks they seem to like it.” The smaller man said as he leaned back

into the strong arms of his Yasnaque. He turned loving Dark sapphire eyes to

his mate and kissed him lightly on the cheek.


Vaaku laughed and ran his hands through his loves long Orange red hair.

He glanced into the crib to see three sleeping angels. “They look so sweet.”


“Yeah until they get up and want to eat.” S’Asankie laughed.


“So do you really believe that story?”


“Huh, what are you talking about?”


“The one you just told them about Mava.” Vaaku ran his hand up and down

his mate’s side.


The carrot topped Kav smiled sadly. “Yes, yes I do, I have to.” He let

his hand wander over the heads of their children. It came to rest on one with

Dark auburn hair. “It’s the only hope that any of us Kav’s have. It’s the only

hope that our little Ci has.” He smiled again and then turned so that he was

facing his mate. “I thought that you believed in Mava abided by her rules?”


“I do my love I do there is no need to worry. Our lady Mava says that we

should only have one mate and that all Kavs are to be respected. But sadly it

seems as if our Goddess has abandoned us and chaos has taken over the kingdoms

of the Shiverin. We have no semblance of order with no central ruler.

Yasnaques like Gramèn vie for power in hopes to reunite our separated people no

matter how self serving their reasons are. Gramèn’s are just a little less than

others.” He ran his hand up his mate’s neck and to his cheek. “You know I

joined with him because I supported his cause even if I didn’t fully agree with

the means. But now I am beginning to question if I have gotten myself into

something that I can not condone. I might find myself on the other side of this

conflict very soon.” With that he kissed his mate pulling him out of the room

and down the hall. A cry escaping his submissive’s throat as he ran a skilful

hand down the spots on his back.

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Harry cuddled closer to Draco breathing in his unique smell. “Draco?” He

mumbled against the strong firm chest.


“Yes Harry.”


“Why did you come here? I mean why did you come to Diagon alley after

what I told you last night?”


Draco laughed softly. “I guess you could say I was being over protective.

I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened the last time you came to Diagon

Alley and I guess you could say my paranoia got the better of me. I had to come

see you and now I’m glad I did. Was it the same guy as last time?”


“No.” Harry said shaking his head. This one was different. I don’t know

who he was but he wasn’t the same one as the last time.”


“I thought you were going to be with Weasley and Granger all day what

happened?”


Hot salty tears started to seep out of the corners of Harry’s eyes again.

“I…I... oh gods Draco I know she didn’t mean anything by it. She was just

stating a fact but it left me feeling so empty and useless.”


“What are you talking about my love?”


“Hermione, she said that I couldn’t be an Auror any more because of what I

am. Because I am a submissive I would not be able to do my job correctly.”


The dominant growled and tightened his grip on his mate. Even if it was

only emotionally his mate was in pain and someone was going to pay.


Harry instinctively recognized his mate’s agitation. “Draco, its okay,

please don’t get angry with Hermione. It’s not her fault she’s right.”

“But she hurt you love. I don’t take nicely to people hurting my mate.”


“No Draco she didn’t hurt me. The knowledge that I can’t be what I wanted

after I leave Hogwarts is what hurt me. I wanted so badly to be an Auror I

never planned anything else for my future. Now I don’t know what to do with my

self. I don’t know what else I’m good for.”


“Oh Harry.” Draco cooed laying light butterfly kisses all over his mates

face. “There is so much more that you could do. You have so much to give to

our world.”


“No I have nothing now.”


“That’s not true beloved for one thing you’ll have me.”

Harry gasped his eyes widening in surprise. “Will I, will I have you?”


“Of course my Angel I plan on keeping you forever. You’re my mate and I

have no plans on ever letting you go.”


Harry could hear the sincerity in the blond’s voice. “Oh Draco.” He

cried and crashed his lips to his mates.


The kissed passionately for a while but Draco pulled away just as Harry’s

Shiverin song began.


“I need to stop this before I do something we both regret.” He said

huskily running a finger down his loves tear streaked cheek. “Come on let’s get

you cleaned up and you should probably find Weasley and Granger.”


“Do you think you might be able to call them by their first names?”


“What?”


Harry smiled at him. “If you really are planning on spending the rest of

our lives together Hermione and Ron will be around me for ever as well. They're

my best friends and nothing is going to change that. So you’ll have to get used

to them. You can’t keep calling them Weasley and Granger forever. Though it is

better than what you used to call them.”


Draco gave out a raspy sigh. “I can’t promise anything Harry. I’ve tried

really hard to keep to their last names for you. I love you yes, but that

hasn’t change who I am inside. Part of me still says that Muggle borns are an

affront to the wizarding world and are something that should be eradicated from

our kind. And Weasley, well, I just don’t like him. But for you I will try to

get along with them on one condition.”

“And what is that?” Harry looked at him questioningly.


“That they don’t try to take you from me.” Harry opened his mouth to say

something but Draco covered it lightly. “Harry as you said before even if they

accept the fact that you’re a Submissive Shiverin and that you have a male for a

mate what are they going to do when they find out it’s me? They might try to

get you to stop seeing me and if that happens I will not be responsible for my

actions. They are you’re best friends and as such have a lot of influence on

you. I will not accept them using that Influence to take away what belongs to

me. You’re my mate, I have claimed you, I’ve marked you, and I plan on keeping

you. Weasley and Granger be damned.”


Harry was speechless Draco’s possessiveness surprising him. He had wanted

to tell Draco what Hermione had said but he couldn’t bring himself to form words.


Draco took advantage of his silence by pulling the small form of his

mate to him and capturing his lips in a hungry claiming kiss. “You belong to

me Harry. I love you and I won’t give you up.” Then he kissed those delectable

lips again and again.


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Thanks again for reading I hope you enjoyed it. I will continue posting the edited chapters here but for now the un edited story is up on my Yahoo group up to the original chapter nine that was up before I got booted off of fanfiction. My group is called “The Knackered Angel.”