Harry's pov:
The last thing that I had remembered was that I fell asleep listening to Draco's heartbeat on the sofa in snapes office, but when I woke up, I was in a bed on my own in what I was guessing was in the Slytherin dormitories. I took in my surroundings only to end up staring at Draco asleep in the bed next to me. He must have sensed me staring because right then he awoke and looked right at me. I quickly looked down at my hands in my lap and blushed. He then said, 'we better get ready and go down to the great hall for breakfast.' Once he had said that I let my glamours drop and he was just stood in awe and said, 'you have a creature inheritance? So do I. when did you go through your inheritance?' I didn't get the chance to answer as I was just standing there looking at Draco's wings that I don't think he had realized had come out. His wings were white and faded into black. I didn't realise that I was walking towards him until I was touching his wings and he was making a purring noise. That shocked both of us out of our stupor. He quickly backed away from me and I made a sound that had the resemblance of a whimper. He slowly walked back up to me putting his arms around me while I started to pet his wings again. He then started to purr again and this time I got to the bottom of his wings. When I pet the bottom of his wings, Draco made a mewling sound. He then said through some purring that he was the most sensitive at the base of his wings. I continued to stroke his wings but not go as far down as last time. I continued to do so till I realised what time it was and that I still needed to take a shower. I quickly walked away, going to take a shower not realising that Draco was right behind me till I felt arms around my waist. Suddenly, he turned me around and kissed me with passion and love right on the lips. I quickly but gently kissed back and that is when I realised that Draco Malfoy is my mate. My crush is the person I'm meant to love and grow old with, he is the person who is meant to be there for me in the good and the bad times and the person I am meant to have a family with. I then decided we had no time to shower so I just led him into the room to change clothes and cast a cleansing charm. He obliged to that happening but when it got to me taking my top off, he started growling. I had forgotten all about the scars left by my uncle and cousin. I quickly turned around. As soon as I had turned around, I was hugged. I flinched due to the abuse and Draco felt it so he started to growl more. I stroked his wings to try and calm him down, but it didn't work so I just kissed him. He eventually calmed down, but once he did, he shoved my top back on and started to drag me somewhere. I soon realised he was dragging me to Severus' office. I tried to stop him but failed miserably. He didn't even bother knocking on the door and strode right in only for us to find my fathers rutting against each other on the sofa naked looking spent and tired but they still had a sex drive. Both Draco and I quickly yelled and covered our eyes. They responded by saying that we should have knocked and waited. The only thing Draco said was, 'don't you love your son, and you don't want any harm to become him.' They both shook their heads and at this point, I got really scared and tried to back out of the room, but Draco stopped me before I could even get to the door. Draco told me to take off my shirt and show my back to my fathers, but I refused so he decided to take matters into his own hands. He turned me around, showing my back to my fathers and removed my shirt. All I heard was a collection of gasps from my fathers and at this point, I had started to cry, so Draco hugged me to his chest, whispering sweet nothings into my ear to calm me down. I quickly calmed down but was once again lulled to sleep by his heartbeat and the soft whisperings of his voice.
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panicky harry
Novela Juvenilharry potter starts to have panic attacks and can't control them. he and Draco became friends with him. their relationship develops further. also turns out that Harry isn't a potter but a snape-potter-riddle.