Werekit

Title: Werekit

Author: ME (SqurlieJack)

Category: Harry Potter

Genre: Romance/ Drama/Humor

Ratting: Pg-13/ T … for now.

Warning/Other Crap: Slash, m/m, Het, m/F, set after book five… more to come.

Summary: After being kicked out of the Dursley's Harry finds out he's not human, and finds out he had a mate as well.

Parings: Draco/Harry, Lucius/Severus, Slight Ron/Hermione … more to come.

Disclaimer: I own none of the character; blah, blah, blah pleas don't sue me.

Werekit

A/N: This has now been beted thanks to FaeSnape. Please read and review.

- Chapter 5 -

Harry and Draco were waiting patiently for Leona to bring them lunch when Lucius and Severus were pushed in, looking very pissed off. Lunch appeared, spread out on the bed, with a 'pop'.

"What happened to the two of you?" Draco asked smirking.

"That damn house-elf!" Lucius growled out, sneering. At soft giggling the blonde aristocrat sent a glare at both Harry and Draco. "You should really have that thing beheaded," he said, only to have a bucket of cold-water sump over his head.

"I don't think she agrees with you." Severus stated, before they all laughed at the sopping wet man.

"It's not funny!" the man said, quickly spelling himself dry before taking a seat on the bed, Severus following.

The conversation was sparse as they ate; mainly consisting of the three Slytherins taking sarcastic jabs at one another. Harry remained quiet through out this, simply observing, which he was quite good at.

"Why are you so quiet it's unlike you?" Severus asked, narrowing his eyes.

"You really don't know me very well, sir," Harry answered, taking a bite of the strawberry Draco was trying to shove into his mouth.

"I know you're a Gryffindor and they're all the same," Severus said, sneering, and received a glare from Draco and a warning look from Lucius.

"Perhaps," the raven-haired teen replied, shrugging his shoulders lightly, his face blank. On the inside he was laughing, loving how easy it was to get under the potion master's skin.

"What is that supposed to mean?" the onyx-haired Slytherin asked, extremely aggravated.

"Just that you shouldn't believe everything you see or hear about me," Harry said simply, catching both the blonde Slytherins' attention as well.

"Oh really and why is that?" Severus asked, raising a slender black eyebrow.

"I was supposed to be in Slytherin," Harry said, grinning from ear to ear at the shocked look he received.

"You're lying!" Severus accused, venomously pointing at the dark-haired boy, causing him to shrink back. "There is no way that hat would put you in my house, you're nothing like them." He ignored the blonde Werekit's glare.

"I don't care if you believe me but that doesn't make it any less true," the emerald-eyed young man said before turning to look out the window. Ignoring his mate's protest, he made his way over to it.

Draco looked at his mate and felt anger at his godfather for depressing the younger boy. Severus was about to make a retort even thought the Gryffindor clearly saw the conversation as over, but was stopped by Draco.

"Open your mouth and I'll slit your throat," the blonde teen promised, his eyes narrow slits glowing amber yellow.

"Maybe we should be going," Lucius said as he stood, pulling the potions master up with him. "But I do need to speak with you later," he told Draco.

Draco glared at the closed door for a few minutes before turning his attention to his ebony-haired mate, who was still staring out the window, his fingers curling around a vine hanging from the ceiling.

Getting up the silver-eyed Slytherin walked over and wrapped his arms around his mate's waist resting his head atop soft ebony locks.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concerned. A light smile played on his lips as the younger boy snuggled into the embrace.

"Nothing. I'm just thinking," Harry answered in a soft voice, his eyes focused on a green fairy playing with the fire lilies.

"About what?" Draco asked, running clawed hands lightly over slim hips.

"Everything, it's all just overwhelming," the emerald-eyed boy stated. "How come all of the hate and animosity isn't there anymore? Why is it that I feel as if I couldn't live without you? How did it all just change so fast?" The smaller teen asked, tears in his eyes. The past day had been extremely stressful for him.

"Shhh… it's aright. You feel that way because we are mates. We were made for each other." Draco turned the smaller teen around and cradled him to his chest.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, looking up at the blonde through teary eyes.

"Well, we both have human genes mixed with the Werekit genes, so we're not like normal Werekits. Any normal one, bitten or born from two full blooded Were parents, can chose who they want, they don't even have to like their partner to mate. It's different for us. We have to have a mate. We're soul mates. It's like we both have half a soul and without our other half we would not be able to survive." Draco explained as best he could from the information the books had given him.

"Why couldn't we survive?" The raven-haired teen asked in curiosity.

"Well, the dominant, me, would go insane, and you, the uke, would die of sickness. I'm not exactly sure why, the books didn't have much information about it," the silver-eyed teen answered him truthfully.

"Oh," Harry said, resting his head against the taller teen's shoulder, yawning softly.

"Perhaps we should call it a night," Draco said, smiling down at his clearly sleepy mate who simply nodded and allowed himself to be pulled into bed.

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Harry woke up and smiled lightly at the sleeping blonde beside him. He could tell it was still night out by the moon casting its light down onto them. Stretching slowly, the ebony haired teen wiggled from the blonde's tight embrace. The Slytherin made a low growl in his sleep before curling protectively around the pillow the smaller teen had been using. Smiling once more at the sleeping blonde, Harry made his way over to the wall and pressed lightly on a nearly invisible handle, opening a door that lead onto the balcony. Walking out Harry shivered slightly, still wearing nothing but Draco's button down shirt.

It was a large stone terrace with a table and chairs. On the far right was a set of stairs that led down to the grassy field below. Running his hands over the smooth stone of the railing, the ebony-haired Werekit walked down the stares into the field below, his ears twitching at the many sounds that filled the night air. Walking into the middle of the field, he laid on his back, emerald-green orbs gazing up at the stars, as he let himself relax, mentally naming the stars he knew.

Hearing a roar from the nearby trees the ebony-haired teen sat up quickly looking around. He was shocked as lions, panthers, tigers, and other large cats came from the tree line circling him. He looked at them all in curiosity, his head tilted slightly, his tail puffed out a bit, and his pointed ears slanted back somewhat. Harry watched in fascination as they morphed into their human forms, amazed at what he saw, a flush covering his cheeks at their lack of clothes.

"Who are you?" a tall blonde woman, who had before been a lioness, asked, studying him, suspicion clear in her icy blue eyes.

"Harry," the emerald-eyed teen answered simply, his eyes turning down away from the piercing stare.

"What are you doing here, you shouldn't be here," the woman said, unpleased with his simple answer.

"Leona brought me here, why shouldn't I be here?" the emerald-eyed teen asked in curiosity.

"Leona brought you here?" the woman said to herself, ignoring the question. A moment later Harry 'eeped' and the blonde Were pounced on him.

"What are you doing!" the small Were asked in alarm. His question was simply ignored as the blonde moved the soft raven bangs from his forehead to examine it. When she saw his scar she gasped.

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Draco woke up feeling panic and alarm flowing through him. Looking around he realized that Harry was no longer in his arms, but instead the pillow his mate had been using. Getting up, he walked to the slightly ajar door that led to the terrace and he looked out over the field. The hair on the back of his neck raised up as anger filled him at the sight of his mate under a blonde woman, who, by the smell of her, was a Were.

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"He is the—" the blond woman was cut off as Draco pulled her from his mate, growling low in his throat in warning. Puling Harry up from the ground he pulled the smaller male to his chest before turning back to the female Were.

"How dare you touch my mate!" Draco hissed out, anger clear in his tone as he glared at the blonde Were who had gracefully stood by now.

"Your mate?" She asked with distaste clearly displeased. "If you are his mate, why have you not been bonded?" the woman asked, raising one slender eyebrow.

"Details and its none of your concern, touch him again and I'll kill you," the Slytherin hissed out petting raven locks, the raven-haired teen simply let his mate take care of things.

"Do not worry we will not harm your mate," she said, a pleased smile on her face as she watched the two teens. "No Were would hurt him." She received an unbelieving look from the blonde male.

"And why is that?" Draco asked, sneering.

"He is the prince, the last of the royal line." Both teens stared at her in shock as she continued. "He was taken from us after his parents died. We were unable to locate him, but apparently Leona is better at her job then I thought," she said with an approving tone.

"Who?" Harry asked in shocked curiosity.

"What?" the blonde woman asked, confused.

"Who took him?" The ebony haired teen asked, unbelieving that he was who she spoke of.

"You were taken by Dumbledore," she told him, sneering at the mention of Dumbledore.

"What!" Harry asked in alarm and disbelief.

"Dumbledore took you from your home right after your parents died. We arrived too late to stop him. Leona was very upset by this. We had to drag her from the rubble of remains," the woman said, a sad look in her ice-blue eyes. "Your reappearance explains why she has been so happy all of a sudden."

"How do you know he's your prince?" Draco asked in curiosity. There had been very little about the royal family of the Werekits.

"He bares the mark," she said, pointing towards Harry's forehead. "All the heirs to the throne bare it."

"No, I got that from Voldemort," Harry told them, shaking his head; those around him cringed slightly at the name.

"No. That is what Dumbledore told you. It has been there since you were born."

"Why?" Draco asked with a slender silver-blonde eyebrow raised in question.

"We don't know why. All we know is that he's done a very good job at keeping him from us." The woman told him truthfully, she was about to continue when there was a 'pop' and Leona appeared.

"What are you two doing, you should be in bed!" Leona told them, sternly clucking her tongue in displeasure. "Hello Melinda," the house-elf said, turning to the blonde Were Harry and Draco had been talking to. She merely nodded her head before signaling to her pack that it was time to leave, and disappeared back into the house.

Harry was about to ask a question but was cut of by the house-elf.

"You can asked your questions another time, for now just please go inside," she asked Draco, who nodded his head before pulling Harry back into the house, Leona following after them.

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Remus was seated on a bed in the room Sirius had been living in the year before, looking sadly at a picture of the man. He was interrupted from this, however, by a loud tapping on his window. A large raven sat at it, a letter clutched in one claw. Opening the window he took the letter from the bird. It had flown in and sat on the bed. The werewolf read the letter.

Dear Remus,

All is well with the pack. I hope it is with you as well. I think you should make a visit home. There is word that the prince has been found. Keep safe and hope to see you soon.

Love,

Degona

The werewolf was surprised as he read the letter. He had never seen the royal family. Most hadn't. Only the Day Star pack made of Werekits and the Blood Moon pack made of werewolves really even knew anything about them because they lived in the forest that had surrounded the royal family's home for thousands of years. Taking one last look at the letter he sent a reply with the raven before beginning to pack.

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TBC…

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