The first thing that Harry became aware of upon waking was the tight grip someone had on his shirt and the body tucked against his own. The second was the head resting on his shoulder and the constant soft muttering that was almost right beside his ear. Pushing away to last fog of sleep he concentrated on the words that were being muttered.
"This is weird. This is weird. This is weird. This is weird. This is weird," Snorting in amusement he gently rubbed Draco's back when he tensed realising that Harry was awake.
"This goes beyond weird to be fair," Harry yawned opening his eyes. "How are you feeling?" He asked concerned, his eyes scanning over Draco's face.
"I'm fine just a little shaken," Draco hesitantly tightened his hand on Harry's shirt and pressed a little closer. "I'm guessing from the fact you are here you know about father?" Draco asked quietly.
"That I'm his mate? Yeah we figured that out. Well Snape figured it out after I bit him," Harry got the response he was looking for out of Draco as he started laughing.
"You bit Severus?" Draco snickered.
"Yes. He was trying to take you off me, I knew he didn't mean you harm so I didn't want to curse him," Harry shrugged.
"Your not freaked out?" Draco asked confused.
"Oh believe me totally freaking out right now, but at the same time I've had plenty of practise at having strange things thrown at me, and this isn't really a bad thing," Harry sighed.
"Really? I would reckon the majority of Gryffindor would think it was one of the worst things in the world being tied to the Malfoy family," Draco snorted.
"Hm, I think a lot of people have the wrong idea about you and your family. I'm not making any promises here, but I can see that there is more to you than on the surface, and what is being offered being with Lucius…its worth a risk and a lot of weirdness," Harry said hesitantly.
"How's father taking it?" Draco asked.
"Well he's worried about you, I think he probably spent the night working on a plan to destroy the families of those pricks. With the whole mate thing he seems pretty happy, we've agreed to play it by ear, but we are going to have a go at being mates. Are you ok with that?" Harry asked nervously looking down at Draco.
"I want me father to be happy, I know that he has been suffering waiting for his mate. He thought that his mate had found out about him and had rejected him, I was scared that when I found my mate he would do something stupid. Even without my veela getting rid of all the hatred and bitterness that we have built up over the years and telling me that you are my father's mate, that you are my er…that you're my…well…bearer," Draco looked up at Harry unsure how he would take that.
"I guess that makes everything a hell of a lot easier," Harry shrugged.
"Erm what's he…ll?" Draco frowned.
"Oh its erm, it's a muggle thing," Harry said slightly distracted by the off centre question.
"So your ok with the whole…me seeing you as a, well, parentish figure?" Draco asked.
"Well aside from this taking my life to whole new levels of weird, including the fact that I'm younger than you, I can't really have a problem with you seeing me as a parentish figure when I have what I'm pretty sure is parentish feelings towards you," Harry sighed. "Hungry?" He grinned when Draco's stomach gave a loud rumble.
