Pain Hurts

Chapter 3

July 30th

As the weeks ticked by Harry and Draco grew closer, but Harry had yet to inform Draco of what had happened at the Dursleys much to the blonde's chagrin, but he wouldn't push him, he didn't want Harry to break down like last time. Harry found himself wishing that his mate was Draco, the boy in his dreams and Draco were so alike in so many ways, it was the way they talked and acted, the way it felt when he was comforted by them too. Draco revealed his creature heritage just one week ago; this resulted in many questions from Harry, and a stressed out Remus. Harry's first question was if he had wings or not to which was only answered with a laugh and a shake of his head, followed by several questions on what his inheritance felt like. The wolf had known the blonde was some sort of creature but a Vampire-Veela hybrid was not something he expected. Vampires and Werewolves typically never got along well, but Draco was only ever pleasant with Remus. Veelas were possessive creatures, and it surprised the wolf that Draco let Harry have his own time with Remus, the two bonding over stories of Harry's parents and the trouble they got into at Hogwarts. Tonight Harry was alone in his bed waiting for midnight, Remus said that when his inheritance happens his magic will become uncontrollable and it would be safer for Draco to stay in another room. This resulted in Harry pouting and trying to convince Remus he was scared of the upcoming night and in reality he was. But the thought of Draco getting hurt was more than enough for him to reluctantly agree. So here he was in his room tossing and turning in his bed, trying to sleep.

All too soon Harry's body began to tingle; Harry lay on his side curling up as he finally began to drift off, not noticing the magical whirlwind that surrounded him. As he slept his ears pointed and began to get longer, the pointed tips pointing slightly downward. A emerald green painted star/sun appeared on his forehead, his eyelashes lengthen and get thicker, his face sharpens slightly creating a feminine look, his body begins to curve into an effeminate figure, painted dark forest green stripes laid like eye liner above his lashes, and his hair grew about three inches until reaching the middle of his shoulders, his canines sharpening slightly into points creating small fangs, and his innocent emerald green eyes appeared to be larger. Harry turned to lie on his stomach, his extremely loose tank top reveal what appeared to be tattooed wings on his back, large graceful wings covering practically the whole thing. On his left side under his ear was a bright red snake, slightly curling around his ear. All the scars on his body, except for the lightning bolt on his forehead disappeared, leaving flawless creamy white skin. In his dream that night Harry had visions, not like the ones that were caused by Voldemort though, these were of his mother and father and him as a baby and seeing how happy they were together, others of Tom Riddle and his making of the Hucruxes and where he hid them, he also saw the headmaster, and the knowledge of the Hucrux inside him and Snape's concern his Patronus being a doe, he saw his mate holding him, the blond hair and piercing silver eyes, he saw Draco.

The next morning when Harry awoke he saw his room in shambles, blushing he got up to take a shower upon entering he caught a glance of himself in the mirror. Shocked he looked at it wide eyed, grabbing his glasses he put them on and the slightly less blurry than normal figure came in to focus. Hmm, must've fixed my eyes a bit. He thought as he realized he might not need the glasses at all. He looked carefully at himself touching his face, eyes his pupils takeing a more slit form much like a cat's, and his forehead and ears taking in the markings on his face They point down, that means I'm a submissive Dark Elf that means my mate is a dominate he thought briefly; he then removed his shirt touching his chest and abs noticing the slight curve of his hips, and then he turned around and saw his back. That was when he screamed in shock.

Draco was awoken abruptly by Harry's scream; he flung out of bed, in nothing but his sleeping pants and rushed in the room to see Harry staring in the mirror. Looking he saw what had his mate's attention, the huge tattooed wings on his back the reached past his pants no doubt ending at the top of his arse; They look like my wings Draco thought briefly. Remus soon entered the room. Once they both got a good look at Harry Draco smiled, He still looks like Harry he thought relieved, and Remus started laughing. Harry blushed turning to the two now in his room, Draco came up and gave Harry a hug. The smaller boy laid his head on his mate's chest sighing contently, nuzzling closer as he purred quietly, shocked Draco looked down, and Harry's emerald gaze met his silver. Draco smiled and kissed his forehead lovingly hugging him again. Remus cleared his throat.