A Slytherin's Mate?

Learning My New Role

(Draco's POV)

After Harry had left I sighed. Everything seemed... off. I couldn't seem to calm myself down and seeing Harry with my journal, the one with he werewolf elixir, did not help.

I looked at the book and skimmed my fingers over the front. I then open it up to the page with the elixir on it and furrow my brows. After today... I didn't want anything to do with werewolves.

Not even myself...

(Flashback)

I walked up to the Professors door and raised my hand. Before I could knock however, she told me to come in.

I opened the door and looked around. It was a small office with a nice mahogany desk in the middle. Seated at it was the Professor scribbling words on a parchment. Her owl anxiously waiting for the note that was for someone.

Behind her were large shelves containing books and potion ingredients for some powerful serums. On either side of the shelves where very old banners.

"You may sit down Mr. Malfoy."

I gulp softly and sit down on one of the chairs. I play with my fingers nervously. My father had beat this habit out of me. But at times it came back.

The Professor finished her note and give it to the eager owl before it flew off to god knows where. I watch it leave and furrow my brows. She then clears her throat and I look at her. Her face had contorted into one of concentration and seriousness.

"Draco. There is something that I must tell you. And it is urgent I get this out now."

All I could do was nod in response. She sighs and closes her eyes for a second before focussing back on me.

"I wish that what happened on the full moon, hadn't happened to you. Because of me and my carelessness, I caused, not only a member of Hogwarts but a student, harm."

I furrow my brows and look at her, now giving my full attention. Suddenly it hit me, she was, or is, the werewolf from last night.

I stiffen in my chair and her eyes show pain when she notices. She bites her lip and stands up.

"I have a few more vials of elixir left that I can give to you but please Mr. Malfoy... Do not speak of this to anyone."

"Then why did you tell me?"

Anger was in my voice and it was more than I had anticipated. I got up at well and growled.

"You did this to me... You bit me and cursed me with something that you should have not shared."

"Mr. Malfoy plea-"

"No I will not listen to you. Nor will I take any of your potions. I can take care of myself..."

I left in a furry and walked out towards the grounds. I needed air. After a bit I had calmed down enough to head back in and I went straight to my dorm.

Well you know the rest....

(End of Flashback)

I lean back on my bed and close my eyes. I needed some time to myself for now.

The next thing I knew there was a loud tapping on my window. I stretch before getting out of bed and opening it to allow a large ruffled owl in. Wait... It wasn't anyone's owl. It was Professor Mockinggale's.

The feathered creature dropped a small box and a note on my bed before flying back out and to the owls roost. I gulped softly and walked over to the package. My fingers carefully unwrapped and opened it.

Inside where three delicately made viles with some form of solution in it. I picked one up and sniffed the contents. It was scentless.

I looked back at my bed and pick up the note.

Please do not do this on your own. I will be here for your guidance. Also these are some of my elixirs. Please use them. ~Professor Mockinggale

I scowl and toss them down. They landed carefully on my bed and stayed in the middle. I then rip the note and leave the room.

If I couldn't get any peace in my bedroom then I would try outside. Maybe even in the forbidden forest.

As I leave, I start feeling more relaxed. Leaving the books, vials and the note behind was a weight off my shoulders.

Maybe this walk will help me calm myself.