Hello! It's been AGES, I know. I apologise for that. I went for a vacation where is blocked and when I came back I needed to prepare for my last year of university. Without further ado, here's the 3rd chapter.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K Rowling. Spelling and grammar mistakes are all mine.

Harry wakes up the next day as sunlight falls on his face. He feels a firm grip on his right hand, and he finds Draco is sleeping. His shoulder must be hurting, Harry thinks. Harry is still weirded out with the situation he has with Draco but somehow, he feels…warm under Draco's touch. He also remembers that Draco called him by his first name last night.

"err…Draco" he shakes Draco and Draco slowly stirs. He suddenly stands up, seemingly perplexed.

"I'll go back to my room". Harry is too stunned to comprehend what just happened.

Harry spends the day thinking about his nightmare, he knows his nightmares have never been just nightmares, it always means something and most of the time it's bad.

It's past curfew, Harry does not see Draco in the common room which means Harry does not need to make any excuse, so he drapes over his invisibility cloak and walks out.

Harry shudders as he steps outside the castle, not because of the winter coldness rather he is extremely terrified. He has never been this terrified before, not even when he directly face-to-face with Voldemort last year. When he arrives at Hogwarts' main gate, he sees no one. Perhaps, it really was just a dream. Then, he sees a small black snake is slithering nearby.

'Hello' the snake stops and turns to him

'You can speak to me'

'I can, I have something to ask'

'What is it?'

'Have you seen someone near this gate last night?' the snake does not reply, it goes to Harry instead. It looks at Harry from head to toe, it is studying him.Harry's gut is telling something is wrong. 'Never mind', Harry is about to turn around when suddenly he feels striking pain on his right hand. Immediately, both of his legs lost their strengths and falls to the ground, writhing in pain. Hurts, everything is painful, and his visions starts to get blurry. Then, he feels someone is crouching beside him, cupping his face. Harry is trying to tell that he was bitten by a snake, but his voice is not coming out, all he can do is grunting and moaning in pain. He hisses in pain and something cold is put over the wound immediately subdues the pain. Then he feels like he is flying.

He is awake and he is already back in his room.

"You are bloody fool nutter" Draco is standing in front of his bed; his hands are folded. "What did you out there?"

"I can't tell you"

"Yeah, don't tell me and I will just leave you to die the next time you put another crazy stunt"

"That was you? You were the one that help me?" Harry is utterly shocked.

"You think?"

Harry looks at his wound; a midnight dark blue feather is wrapped on the wound. "It's impossible" he mutters

"What's impossible?" Draco is getting more annoyed

"This." Harry is about to take the feather

"Don't" Draco tells firmly. "It's still healing." Harry's eyes are still fixated upon the feather, he is trying to put the puzzles together. "Oh Merlin, are you not doing your research about Veela? I mean, you said you want to know more about us. I'm assuming you are also researching about Veela, considering I am half-Veela"

"Oh" Now it makes sense, he finally understands but he is dumbfounded, "Thanks"

Draco gives his satisfied smirk. "Now tell me, why you were out there at night. You were lucky I found you or rather, I was the one that found you. You could get yourself killed or at least expelled"

"As I said, Malfoy. I can't tell you. You will not believe me"

"Try me, Potter"

"It's Voldemort"

Draco lets a small gasp, "Impossible"

"See, you don't believe. Now get out"

"No, Potter, listen to me" Draco sits down to the sofa next to Harry's bed, he takes a deep breath "He's back, I know. And I assume you know my father is one his follower" Harry nods. "Well, I was forced to join Vold- YouKnowWho alliance, and I said yes"

"What"

"As a spy"

"How can I trust you?"

"You can ask Dumbledore, because I did this on his behalf". Silence fills the room. "Now tell me yours"

"I dreamt of Voldemort. He's here and I think he's looking for me"

"And you followed him last night?"

Harry's silence answers for him

"You are such a fool, you know"

"Thanks"

Draco scoffs and is about to make his way out

"I mean, thank you for saving me".

Harry looks at the feather, it's magnificent. The same length as phoenix's feather, but unlike feather which radiates power, this emits calmness.

Draco does not come out from his room since then, Harry has been sitting in the common room waiting for Draco to talk about their situation but to no avail Draco does not step out from his room all day. So, he decides to give Draco a space and he spends his time in library researching more about Veela instead.

It's been three days and Harry has written a list about Veela and Veela's mate

1. Veelas can feel their mate's emotion

2. Veelas can heal their mate

3. Veelas cannot physically hurt their mate

4. Once Veelas have found their mate, their lives will be depended upon them

Harry decides he had enough of isolation, so he goes to his chamber. The moment he steps in, he can feel a thick magic. Without him realising it, he's already in front of Draco's room. Whimpering sounds are inside the room. He turns the knob, it's unlocked. What he sees in front of him is shocking, Draco is standing in the middle of the room with wings spread wide open. In a blink, Draco suddenly in front of him. Nose touching and his white eyes are looking at Harry's eyes.

"Malfoy"

No use. He does not move at all. But suddenly, Draco pins him to the wall too hard. Draco's touch sends cold shivers. It's weird, he is supposed to feel warm under Draco's touch. This is not Draco.

"Malfoy" Harry tries to shake Draco out of this. But he is suddenly choked, no air gets in. "Please" he whimpers, he tries to focus his emotion to Draco – projecting his fear. "Draco"

Draco stops, his grey eyes are back to his grey colour. He's still disoriented. Draco releases him, lack of oxygen makes him unable to support himself as he falls to the ground.

"Potter, I'm sorry" Draco holds and bring him to the bed.

"What was that?"

Draco is silent for a bit "I don't know"

"Yeah, you don't know. You locked yourself for three days and when I was about to ask you what happen you suddenly choked me"

"I hurt you" Draco sounds shocked

"No shit, Malfoy". Draco plucks one of his feather "What are you…." And he puts it on the back of Harry's neck. Immediately, Harry feels relieved. "What are you doing? Just a minute ago you were hurting me but now…" Harry is trying to wiggle out

"Stop moving, Potter" something in Draco's voice makes Harry stops. "You were bleeding" he explains

"Am I?" Harry moves his hand to his back but Draco stops it.

"I said stop"

Harry studies Draco's feature. He just realises Draco is shirtless, he can see the lean muscles on Draco's body. His pale skin and his contrasting dark wings.

"You're bleeding" Harry states, Draco checks it as he stands. Harry can't help but whimper with the lost Draco's warm touch.

"What happened? Why did you lock yourself? And most of all, why did you attack me?" Harry insists on getting his answer.

"I lost control"

"Of what?"

"My Veela instinct. I could feel my desire for you was getting bigger so I tried to suppress it.. I'm sorry"

"And you did not want to use your allure" Draco nods, "Well, you did anyway" Draco's eyes get wide, utterly shocked. "You drew me to get into your room, and I think I know what you want, Draco"

"How?"

"I could sense it when you choked me, I had this gut feeling you wanted to be called by your first name and it worked, thankfully". Harry could swear Draco is blushing, his pale complexion makes it very visible. "Okay then, thank you for healing my wound. As I said before, I do really want whatever it us right now to work. I almost killed myself by not telling you my nightmare and you almost killed me by not telling me about your desire, so let's not keep each other secret, alright?" Harry pulls out his hand for a shake. His heart is pounding heart. Maybe it's Draco's allure working again, Harry thinks.

"Agree" Draco smirk stops Harry's heart stops a bit.