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Chapter 11

In unison two sets of eyes, one bright green the other dark grey, widened in disbelief and understanding looking at the other before looking away again. "So... what you're saying is that... we're soulmates?" Draco whispered shakily. Tom nodded. "Oh my god." Harry breathed before passing out in Draco's arms.

"Harry!!" Draco cried before shaking the raven haired shoulders frantically. A panicking Draco is not a very smart Draco. His mother thrust a wand under his nose and told him to calm down. "Panicking wont help him Draco." The boy nodded, took a deep breath to compose himself and then he grabbed his wand before shouting "Aguamenti!". A stream of water trickled onto Harry's face making him splutter as he breathed in and opened his eyes.

"That was such a Draco reaction. I am so disappointed in you Harry." Narcissa teased lightly. "Mum!" She just laughed.

Harry just sat there in Draco's arms a dazed look on his face, still trying to process the information he had just been given. "We are soulmates?" He breathed. Draco nodded and Harry's face lit up. "Awesome!!" Was all Draco got before Harry smashed his lips onto Draco's. Draco's hands flew up to grab Harry's head and hold him in place as he kissed back. Harry tilted his head more to the side to allow Draco more room to get closer. To reward him, Draco swept his tongue across Harry's full, lower lip making the raven haired gasp. Draco swallowed the gasp and plundered his soulmates mouth, tasting every single inch of him. A cough pulled them out of their lust induced haze and they blushed heavily.

"Hot but seriously. Leave that to the bedroom boys. Please. I don'treally want to see my son ravishing his future husband in front of me." Begged Draco's father. Narcissa and Severus giggled and Draco wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Bleugh, father please don't call us making out hot." "If you wish," Lucius said smirking.

"Anyways! We need to have a serious chat, boys." Tom pulled everyone back on track. "Okay, so we know that you can only find your soulmate if one is in unbelievable amounts of pain and the other is in the same room right? The fact that you two have found each other, and so young I might add, is astounding yet sad. The amount of pain Harry was in makes me want to kill those muggles all over again. But, I am happy for both of you. Finding your soulmate is rare, finding them and living together is even rarer."

"But why is living together rare?" Harry said, voicing the question Draco was thinking. Tom sighed. "As I said, soulmates can only find each other when one is in immense pain. Most of the time, this pain they feel was due to a fatal injury such as a stab wound. The soulmates would recognise one another. They try to bond quickly but most bond too slowly to prevent the death of the other. The pain of being apart from your soulmate once you find them tears you apart and the sadness makes you kill your self. It is unbearable and I hope you never have to feel it. That is why it is so rare." The room was filled with a dull, gloomy silence.

"That's so sad." Draco whispered. "Yes it is." Severus agreed. "Harry, do you feel in pain anymore?" Harry startled. "Ummm, no actually... did - did Draco heal me?" Tom nodded, "Yes, when you two bonded, the red light inside the golden sphere represented your pain Harry. The bit that came from Draco was due to his nose but the rest was from your beatings." He glowered darkly. "I can't believe those filthy muggles abused a magical child." Tom muttered quietly, but not quiet enough for Harry to not hear. Harry chuckled into Dracos chest. "They paid Tom, but if I could, I would make them scream more. Suffer more. Oh well." Everyone else nodded in agreement.

"So, when they red ball exploded, that removed my pain?" Harry asked. "Yes child. That is exactly what it did." Harry bit his lip thoughtfully. "If I get hurt again, would it heal like that again?" Draco growled, "First off, I wont let you get hurt again. Ever. And-"

"Yes, I know love. But what if I stub my toe or I get a paper cut?" Harry interrupted Draco's rant about how and why Harry will never get hurt again. Draco shrugged his shoulders, jolting Harry from where he was settled. Severus chuckled lightly, "If you ever get hurt again, it can only healed by your soulmates touch or a direct relatives touch. For example, if Draco is unavailable for any reason, Lucius or Narcissa could heal Harry in his place. But Draco, can unfortunately only be healed by Harry and Harry only as we killed his last relatives yesterday."

Draco hummed lightly before frowning. "Speaking of relatives, why did they hurt you?" Harry sighed. "Ask the hard questions first why dont you?" Harry teased. "When I was orphaned, I was left with my muggle relatives. That was the first mistake. Petunia was jealous of my mother. She hated her sister and despised magic. It was a wonderful thing she could not weild. From the very start I was bound to be neglected by her. Dumbledore, however, anticipated this and ensured it would happen by paying them to abuse me. He wanted me broken, easy to manipulate and manage for his own uses and plans."

Harry shuffled into Draco's side more, wiggling to get comfortable. "From 3 I was doing chores. I was always fed the scraps. I didnt have a decent meal unless they were forced to take me out with them into public. It would look suspicious if I didnt I anything to eat whilst they did. Hogwarts saved me from almost dying of starvation, however, I never managed to get seconds or anything particularly filling. It was Dumbledores way of controlling me. By controlling what I ate, he controlled my body and so my mind. I have always been aware of my weight. I hated it. I always felt like I was too fat, that would be the Dursley's speaking."

"My poor Harry." Draco mumbled into the ravens hair. He stroked the back of his head in soothing motions knowing that this was a difficult topic for his soulmate. Harry smiled sadly before continuing.

"Did you read my chart? The punishment one?" Everyone nodded. "If I do one thing wrong, I get a specific punishment for it. Depending on the situation depends on the severity of the punishment. Dudley, my cousin, was a bully. Not just in the house but outside too. He was the reason I didnt have any friends. Yet another plan from Dumbledore. Since my parents died my life has been controlled. Its tiring." Harry sighed.

Draco gasped in realisation. "So that's why you were being nice to the Slytherins and cruel to the Gryffindors!" Harry grinned. "Yup! I wanted to show I was in control now. Not them. Me."

Draco huffed a laugh, "I think it worked love." He said, carding his fingers through Harry's hair. Harry hummed, content with his life now. He could vaguely hear sniffles from the adults but a sharp voice cut through them.

"What. The. Hell. Is. He. Doing. Here."

Harry bolted up and turned around to face the voice. He recognised it, but wasnt sure why. Low, very deep and, it was quite similar to a growl. He took in the big, thick coat hanging off broad shoulders packed full of muscle, the tshirt stretched so thin over a muscular chest that the man should have not even bothered to put one on. Dark jeans wrapped around thick thighs and unlaced boots finished the outfit. Shaggy hair was pulled up into a bun on the back if the mans head which was covered in scars.

It was Fenrir Greyback.

A/N What do you think happens next???
Literally just made this up on the spot. Well, the ending that is. I'm so excited to be posting!!

Let me know your thought pleaseeeeee. Even if it is to tell me to stop putting A/N's in lol.

Happy reading!
     ~ Jaz xx - Thur, 16 July 2020