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Written for: Camp NaNoWriMo 2015, Another Mega Prompt Challenge, Pokémon Writing Diversity Challenge, Leap Year Calendar Challenge, Anime and Manga Writing Diversity Challenge, and the Adopt a magical creature challenge.

Prompts: Complete a multichapter fic that is over 50,000 words, Complete a multichapter fic that is over 100,000 words over two Camp NaNoWriMo, Complete a fic for Camp NaNoWriMo, show Harry adopting a Sidhe Cat and how it grows.

Chapter 1

Screams of outrage, anger, agreement, pity and more echoed around them as Draco Malfoy stood before Harry Potter in the middle of the Great Hall with a look of pure hate and loathing plastered on his face. Anger clearly seen for all on his face as Draco looked down at Harry as if he was nothing but dirt under his shoe, a smug glint shone in his eyes though as he watched tears ran down Harry's face as he looked at Draco with wide pain filled eyes.

"Please...please," Harry begged over and over again as he looked into the other's hate filled eyes, "You are just saying that, you don't mean it!"

"Oh please Potter, stop with just nonsense and get lost," Draco replied with a sneer as he glared at Harry, not bothering to hide the hatred for the Boy-Who-Lived, "Your making me feel sick, sick with disgust that you could ever thought I would be willing to be with you!"

"B-But we are mates, you said it yourself," Harry said as he bit back a chocked pitiful sob, "You where the one who called me out! You where the one who told me that we where mates!"

"I did, for once in your life you are correct Potter," Draco replied with a dark sneer, "I was forced to come back to Hogwarts for our eight year, and by forced I mean my skills and intelligence is far greater than any of those here and as such I do not want to be here among mudbloods and bloodtraores, and for this year I do not wish to have anything to do with you Potter! I thought you knew since day one when we started arguing that I thought of you as nothing but weak and worthless, but no matter how many times I keep insulting and belittling you it did not get through your thick skull! Why would I, Draco Malfoy, want to be stuck with a weak and worthless creature like you for?"

"B-But I'm not weak!" Harry sobbed out as a fresh wave of tears fell down his face, "I defeated Vold-"

"Yes you did but it took you seventeen years and only Merlin knows how many deaths tod so," Draco replied with a look full of hatred, "You could of done the job properly in the first place, you are weak Potter, just look at that Mudblood of a mother of yours! At least she managed to keep the Dark Lord at bay for eleven years while you only managed to vanquish him for a year at most!"

A sharp pain of betrayal stabbed Harry right in the heart as Draco spoke, his hands clenched together as his finger nails dug into the palms of his hands with enough pressure to draw blood. Students and Staff alike watched with baited breaths at the conversation going on between the Snake Prince and the Saviour. No one had expected this when they returned to Hogwarts, when the school had finally reopened it was expected to be a happy and joyous time.

"Just look at you, you're so weak that you have not even come into your creature inheritance yet," Draco said snidely breaking the horror silence that was consuming the Great Hall, "I'm just thankful that my parents had enough brain power to use a potion when I was born to see just who I was going to mate to, your parents should of done the same for you Potter...through I bet they did and when they saw how weak you really are...well let's just say that might be the reason why you don't have any marriage contracts or people begging to marry you...unlike me."

"I...I have a magical creature inheritance?" Harry squeaked out with wide eyes, "I thought...I thought..."

"Well that is a feat in itself Potter, you thought," Draco said with a superior look, "I bet you thought that I was a Veela and you was my human mate and we were going to fall in love with each other and run off into the sunset to have even more children then the Weasley's have."

At Harry's chocked sob Draco gave a shark like grin, his eyes glistening with an unholy happiness that he was causing this much pain to Harry Potter.

"Well I am not sorry to break your bubble Potter, and I hope your fall from your bubble is a painful one, but the Malfoy's have no Veela blood within us, the Potter's are High Elves," Draco said with a high and mighty smirk, "And unlike others High Elves can pick who we want to take as a mate, unlike you and your magical creature side Potter."

Pain and angst weighed down on Harry as he stared at Draco with wide pain filled eyes, inside he felt like his heart was breaking in two as drops of blood ran down from the palm of his hands to the floor with a sickening drip.

"I hope you find your secondary mate Potter only for them to turn you down, I hope I am present on that day so I can watch as you die of heart break, I hope you lead a miserable and pain filled life," Draco said with a sneer as he looked at Harry as if he was nothing more than a bit of dirt under his boot, "Now if you will excuses me I have to return to my true mate, the one I am going to be marrying soon, and don't worry Potter I'll make sure to send you an invitation to our marriage so you can watch what you will never be able to have, it'll be fun watching you in so much pain."

With one last smug smirk Draco turned his back on Harry and walked out of the Great Hall leaving Harry standing in the middle of the Great Hall looking blankly at the spot that Draco Malfoy had been standing at moments before. As the sound of the large oak doors slammed shut behind him Harry let out a loud heart breaking cry and fell to the floor only to curl up in a tight ball and cry his heart out. He ignored the audience as he allowed himself to wallow in his depressed state, he ignored the burning eyes that spoke of their emotions, each person different from the last.

Instead Harry concentrated on one single train of thought. His mate had rejected him, he wasn't human, his mate had rejected him, he was worthless, his mate had rejected him, he was weak...his mate had rejected him.

So caught up in his pain filled sobs Harry never noticed the sound of footsteps coming towards him until a pain of shiny black boots came into Harry's line of vision. With a heart wrenching sniffle Harry looked up with large red puffy eyes only to find his stern Potions Professor looking down at him with unreadable eyes.

"W-What do you want?" Harry asked with a half hearted glare between heart breaking sobs, "Come to agree with Dr-with Malfoy and laugh at me?"

"No."

"No?" Harry repeated with large watery eyes. "What do you mean by no?"

"You know what I mean Potter, and I will be having words with the boys parents while also making sure that he never comes anywhere near you again," came the shocking words from the Potions Master startling Harry, "Everything he said Potter...it is not true, High Elves are known for their 'better then you' attitude and it does not help that his parents have done nothing but encourage it and spoil him rotten."

"B-But your his Godfather!" Harry cried out only to flinch at the memories of Sirius came flooding back to him, "You heard him! I'm a worthless weak thing who does not even have enough power to come into their inheritance!"

"Not all magical creature inheritances or even normal magic inheritances come out when the person reaches their majority, they can happen anywhere between the birth and death," Professor Snape said carefully, "And besides could someone who is weak and worthless defeat the Dark Lord?"

"Don't pity me," Harry said with a sniffle as he lowered his gaze back down to the floor, "Just...just leave me alone, you heard D-Malfoy, it would be better for everyone if I just went and died."

With that Harry moved back into his ball position and allowed himself to become detached from the world around him while sinking deeper and deeper into his own depressed world.

""Headmistress," Severus said with a heavy sigh as he turned to face Minerva McGonagall, she had taken up the role as Headteacher of Hogwarts when Dumbledore had died during he war, "What do you suggest that we do?"

"You know what we should do Professor Snape," Minerva said with a stern look over her glasses, "I am sure that Madam Promfrey will be happy to oversee your House until everything has been...taken care of."

To Be Continued...

I have a big plot for this story, I do not know if I am going to be able to pull it off but I'll give it my best go.