Inamorato

A/N: Okay this should be the Welcoming Feast, starting with Harry walking in & Dumbledore explaining & then...I've no idea. I might put the meeting in. Not sure yet. So much for my carefully planned plot. *glares at my plot bunnies, who try to look innocent* Anywho...I hope you enjoy!

To tamikolee: I'm a bit stuck as far as the bottom/top issue goes, mostly because of the wings. I think it's leaning towards bottom anyway, but I'm really stumped on working around them. Let me know if you've got any suggestions on how he can lie flat on his back with those huge things behind him!

To Admiral ShadowWolf: Well, you can't have come across it TOO long ago! I've now posted a Prologue and 6 chapters in 4 days. Glad you like it, though!

To my other reviewers: Thanks so much for taking the time to review! Thank you to everyone who participated in the challenge. Most of you guessed something that ended up on Hermione's list! Tachimaru, however, was the only one to guess correctly! Keep watching to see which prize is chosen!

To my other readers: I beg you VERY sweetly to review! I adore reading them, they make me want to write more so you guys have more to read! Thank you so much for enjoying my work! Enjoy! ~ FA

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Harry sighed. He was standing outside the doors to the Great Hall, waiting for the Sorting to be over. He heard a quiet "ping" and groaned. It was time. He pushed open the doors, his wings flaring slightly and folding back down repeatedly as he walked between the house tables to stand in front of the Head Table, a little bit to the left of where Albus Dumbledore was standing, dead-center. He smiled nervously at the Headmaster, his wings still moving restlessly. He couldn't seem to make them settle down. He turned around to stare at the rest of the school.

They were, of course, staring back. "Students!" Dumbledore intoned jovially. "One of your fellow pupils, Harry Potter, has recently come into a magical inheritance." He beamed around at everyone, eyes twinkling. "He is now considered a Peri; a creature with needs and desires that may seem strange to us. However, as a rare creature, his rights are completely protected by Wizarding law."

His face was stern now as he stared at each table intently, though his eyes still sparkled. "You are to treat Harry with the utmost respect, regardless of how strange or abnormal his actions might appear. They are quite normal for his species and you must be tolerant of his..." Here, Albus's voice was tinged with laughter. "Eccentricities. Do not pester him for information; respect his privacy."

Harry smiled nervously again. He was now supposed to address everyone personally. "Um...hi." He jumped a bit, his wings flaring to almost full-span as several of the younger students yelled "hi" back. There were some gasps and Harry winced, drawing his wings back in. "Sorry. This is all a bit new to me, so if I accidentally smack someone with my wings, I'm very sorry in advance. I'm still learning to control them."

There were understanding nods from the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws. Encouraged, Harry continued. "Um, I guess the only things I really think you should know...you know, to try to keep the freaking-out to a minimum...is that I can actually fly with these wings, so I'll be practicing out on the grounds as I try to get the hang of it."

"And," He continued when the murmurs of interest had stopped. "I don't eat food." He winced as the murmuring started again, a bit louder this time. "Um...I mean, I can eat food. It's just...I also feed on..." He hesitated, his face bright red, then decided it was best just to get it over with. "I feed on certain exotic perfumes. The smell of them sustains me the way food used to. So, um...if you wear an expensive or imported perfume, I apologize if I randomly sniff you."

Face bright red by this point, Harry hurried to the Gryffindor table. He sat down beside Ron, who had saved him a seat, as Dumbledore restated that no one was to bother Harry about his heritage. "You okay?" Ron asked quietly.

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay." He sighed. "I just really hate having everyone stare at me over shit I have absolutely no control over. You know?"

Hermione reached around Ron and put her hand on his arm. "It's alright, Harry. As long as you do your best not to sniff him in public, it'll be okay."

Right. Because THAT made him feel better.

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"Hey, Harry." Hermione touched his shoulder lightly. "Um...we've been excused from Charms after lunch so that you and I can meet with Malfoy, Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore. Did you eat this morning?"

Harry, who'd been pushing his unappetizing lunch around his plate, nodded. "Yeah, I used a few drops of the stuff Fleur gave me, but I'm running low. We'll have to see about finding something else."

Hermione smiled and whispered. "Maybe we can find out where Malfoy gets his from. You seemed to like it better than the one Fleur uses anyway." When Harry blushed, she laughed and nudged him. "Now none of that, Harry. It's simply your nature; there's no reason to be embarrassed."

"I'm in constant danger of sniffing random people, 'Mione." The brunette replied pointedly. "That's pretty damned embarrassing, if you ask me."

Parvati giggled from a few seats away and batted her eyelashes at Harry. "You can sniff me any time you like, Harry...I wear perfume from India. You might like it."

Harry groaned and lowered his head to the table. "Thanks, but I'm okay." Was the muffled reply. Ron snorted, but didn't say anything. He was still annoyed at Hermione for excluding him from their meeting.

Hermione glanced at her watch and stood up. "Well, come on Harry. We'd better head down to the dungeons or we'll be late for our meeting."

"It's in Snape's office?" Harry asked in a resigned tone as they exited the Great Hall and headed towards the stairs leading down to the dungeons.

"Um, no." Hermione shook her head. "It's in an unused classroom, so we've got room to go through Malfoy's trunk if necessary, to try to figure out what it is."

"Ah." Was Harry's only reply.

They walked through the dungeons in silence and finally entered a classroom a few doors down from the one Potions was usually held in. It was a bit dusty, but not too bad, and Harry noted the ornate black and silver trunk off to one side. Malfoy's, he assumed. Just in case. Harry looked at the chairs in the room, some of which Hermione was in the process of turning into comfy chairs for their meeting. Harry simply flared his wings out as wide as he could and hopped up onto a desk before folding them back down along his back.

"Oh damn..." Hermione muttered. "I forgot the notebook I've been using to track what we know about you." She glanced at her watch, trying to figure out if she had time to get it.

"Run." Harry told her with a grin. "I'll explain to Dumbledore and Professsor McGonagall. We won't start without you." He nodded to the door. "But hurry."

Without another word, Hermione dashed out of the room. Harry chuckled. The door opened again and Harry watched cautiously as Draco entered. "Potter." He said softly, inclining his head slightly in Harry's direction. "A pleasure to you see you again."

"Malfoy." Harry was about to make an equally polite comment back when the blonde walked past him and he said the first thing he thought of. "Oh it's not yet...but it will be."

Draco turned, frowning, at that comment, intending to ask what he meant by it, but stopped when he saw what the Gryffindor was doing. Harry was perched on top of the desk, crouching down with his feet slightly apart and his hands clasping the edge between his feet. His wings flared and Draco's eyes widened as Harry pushed off from the desk and pounced on him. The air left his lungs in a whoosh as he landed on his ass with Harry on his lap.

"Potter!" He snapped, trying to shove the smaller (but stubbornly un-budging) boy off his lap. "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" He glared up at him, only to notice that his eyes were that swirling golden color again. "Oh shit...Potter, calm down!"

Harry grinned widely and let out a strange, cooing noise. "What fun would that be?" He leaned down and nuzzled Draco's silky smooth neck, making more bird-like noises of pleasure as he did so. "Merlin, you smell so good...why do you smell so good?"

"Um..." Draco felt a bit dizzy. Harry was on his lap, arms around him, nuzzling his neck and whispering in his ear. The slightly shorter brunette boy was hot, his breath warm against his neck, and it was making it hard for Draco to think clearly. "I...I don't know. Isn't that why we're here?"

"Mmmm..." Harry made a non-committal noise and, unable to help himself, ran the tip of his tongue up the length of Draco's delicious-smelling neck. "I think you're here to torment me..." He whispered, his breath warm against the damp skin he'd just licked. "No one else smells this good..."

Draco whimpered loudly, letting his head fall back at the sensation of Harry Potter's tongue on his skin. "Merlin, Potter..." He whimpered again as Harry nuzzled behind his ear. "What are you..." His question dissolved into a moan when Harry dipped his head down to nuzzle his collarbone.

"Mr. Potter!" Snape's voice made Draco freeze, his body going rigid in Harry's arms. "Release Mr. Malfoy at once; this is most inappropriate!"

"Oh, Harry!" Hermione's voice followed, causing Draco's whole face to turn red. "I thought you said you'd already eaten today!"

Harry looked up and noticed that not only were Snape and Hermione in the room, so were Professor McGonagall and Albus Dumbledore, both of whom appeared highly amused. "Well, Harry." Dumbledore said cheerfully. "I can see Hermione was quite right about your eyes changing color around Mr. Malfoy. How very odd. Shall we sit?"

Reluctantly, and while holding his breath to make it easier, Harry untangled himself from Draco and edged away. "Sorry, Malfoy." He muttered under his breath.

Draco gracefully climbed to his feet and brushed off the back of his robes. "That's quite alright, Potter." He replied in a dignified voice, shooting Harry a strange look from under his lashes, before adding teasingly. "After all, everyone known I'm irresistible." Oh, if he only knew...

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A/N: Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!!! I am leaving you a cliffhanger! Why? B/c I'm quite evil, that's why! But also b/c I'm still working out what's going on & until I have it JUST right I need to drag it out a bit. Sorry; please don't hate me! I hope you all enjoyed it, though! Remember to put your e-mail so I can add you to my growing mailing list! ~ FA