Hello fanfic readers. First off I wanna say thanks so much for HPSSflufflover for trusting me with this story. I can only hope that I can do it justice. To the readers who loved the story as much as I did, I only hope that I will good. And to the new readers, I'm hoping you'll like this story. For now, I'll be posting the chapters HPSSflufflover has already done. So expect a weekly update with two chapters. Maybe even sooner. But I promise to add my own mix to the story later. I hope you all will like it.

Chapter 1

Harry felt more than heard the sigh break past his lips. Everyone had just been acting so strange lately. It was almost more than he could take. Oh sure, he was used to the stares, the pointing fingers, and all the whispers as he passed giggling masses...but this-?

"Isn't he just adorable!" Harry passed by a squealing group of girls and sent them all murderous glares. Alright, so he may have been a little harsh.

He continued down the hallway and nearly growled in frustration when he found an all-to-familiar figure blocking the staircase. "I am not in the mood!" Harry huffed angrily.

"Then get in the mood, because I'm not leaving," Draco said firmly, crossing him arms and staring down at Harry. Since when had Malfoy gotten so tall? "You've been ignoring me since the start of the year, Harry, and I'm not going to allow it for any longer. I realize this has been stressful for you, but I want you to know that I can help with that."

Harry frowned and mirrored Draco's position, finding that it looked much less threatening on him. "We need to go, the other schools will be arriving soon," he looked away from Draco's knowing gaze.

Draco tilted his head and studied Harry carefully before wrapping his arm around Harry's waist and kissing his cheek. "Then we shall go to the Great Hall, and afterwards we will go to our rooms, where you can then explain why you have been ignoring me."

Harry pouted at Draco's actions. "But Draco, there's nothing to talk about," he practically whined. "I know that you're my mate, I just don't understand-"

"Exactly," Draco interrupted, tightening his arm around Harry's waist. "We have not gotten the chance to talk since this summer Harry, and other then sleeping in the same bed, I have barely gotten to hold you."

Harry blushed lightly. "That's not entirely my fault! I haven't been purposefully ignoring you; I've been busy. Sirius and Remus haven't stopped pestering me with letters, Ron and Hermione are constantly near me, and when they aren't, it's because I'm doing homework."

Draco sighed and lightly thumbed Harry's waist. "Regardless, you will be joining me after dinner. As for everything else, I will have a talk with your guardians, as well as your friends, about them bothering you too much."


"Yes," Draco stopped in the middle of the hallway and stared down at Harry. "You are my submissive, and I am your dominant. You have informed me of something that is not only upsetting you, but also keeping up apart, and I plan on doing my very best to take care of that problem."

"You can't-"

"The Malfoy family is very influential, I assure you I can take care of you quite easily. Now, any more doubts?" Draco drawled, his lips twitching when he took in Harry's pout. He chuckled quietly and bent down to capture Harry's lips. "Don't pout, love. You'll thank me later when your cuddled up in our bed without having to worry about anything else."

Harry huffed but didn't argue, knowing that Draco was right. He was fully prepared to continue walking when Draco reached out and softly stroked his ears. Yup, that's right, ears.

During the summer before forth year, Harry had come into a quite painful inheritance. He was a Neko, courtesy of his father. According to Remus and Sirius, his father's had a dormant Neko gene. It skipped every generation, and Harry was just lucky enough to have it land on him. It really wouldn't have been so bad either, if it hadn't included a mate.

"Stop touching my ears while we're in the hallway!" Harry scolded, "You known they're sensitive."

Draco's eyes shone mischievously as he slyly brought his hand up to lightly tug at the tip. He rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger then withdrew his hand only to scratch at the base of his other ear.

Harry purred and leaned into the touch, barely stopping himself from making any other noises. "Draco!"

Draco chuckled and replaced his arm around Harry's waist then resumed walking at a leisurely pace. "I love your cute little kitten ears."

"Cat, not kitten." Harry pouted. "Stop calling me a kitten."

Draco snorted and pressed a kiss to Harry's head. "Ahh, but the resemblances are just too uncanny. You love to cuddle, you sleep all day, you like to lie down in the sun, and you both have ears," he teased.

"I liked you better when you were mean," Harry grumbled.

Draco just smirked, "Are you going to sit with me, or at your own table?"

"You mean you can't sit with me?" Harry pouted, not expecting a serious reply.

"If that is what you wish, then I shall sit with you," Draco instantly replied.

Harry could have smacked himself. He had really asked for that one, literally.

They finally arrived at the Great Hall, and instead on releasing him like Harry had hoped, Draco simply stalked through the door and held his head proudly, turning to glare at anyone who he felt was staring at Harry for too long.

Harry's ears immediately flattened when he heard all the whispers start up again. Draco quickly took notice of the situation and growly lowly, the sound reverberating through the hall. "I suggest you all stop staring at my submissive, less you wish to be cursed so badly even Dumbledore wouldn't be able to put you right," he said silkily, the smooth quality of his voice only making him seem even more threatening.

Harry blushed brightly and hurried to the Gryffindor table, practically pulling Draco along with him. Draco wasn't finished however. "Also, while I agree with your sentiments concerning my mate, I am warning you right now. If any of you attempt to seek my Harry out for anything other than a distant friendship, I will happily send you to the hospital wing. Harry is mine, and I am the only one allowed to comment on how absolutely adorable he is. Understand?"

Harry groaned and buried his face in his hands. "I really don't like you right now," he pouted.

Draco rolled his eyes and took a seat next to him, snorting when everyone edged away from him fearfully. "I did what I needed to do," Draco one again reached up and began fondling Harry's ears. "Besides, I know very well what it means when your ears droop. I am not ignorant Harry, and I have read several books on submissive Neko actions and behaviors. You were distressed by their stares and comments."

Harry bit back another groan and his ears once again flattened to his head. "Now everyone looking at me and you," he whined in the back of his throat.

Draco's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. "I assure you, my little mate, that it shall not continue," he promised, bending down and pressing a light kiss to the base of each ear.

Harry whimpered then whined again, not quite sure what to make of all his thoughts and emotions. Draco seemed to sense his inner turmoil and he reassuringly nudged his cheek with his nose. "Relax, my submissive," he growled soothingly, the rough, protective voice instantly relaxing Harry.

Draco smiled smugly when Harry's ears straightened again, only for the tips to droop as new waves of calmness assaulted him. "There we go, I know today has been tiring for you," he murmured.

"Oi, Malfoy!" Draco's eye twitched as he turned around to face the person who had shouted his name.

"What?" he snarled, incensed that someone had interrupted him moment between Harry. Merlin knew it was hard enough to get him to relax around him, and a good degree more difficult for Harry to show him submission.

"You had better take care of Harry, you here?" Wood said firmly. "I need all my players in good conditions, and that's not going to happen if you've hurt him!"

"What I do with my mate I no concern of yours, however, to appeased you mind I will tell you now. I will never hurt Harry, and if I ever hear of you putting those doubts in his mind, I will tear you limb from limb," Draco declared silkily.

Harry mumbled in protest and swiveled his ears towards Oliver without opening his eyes. "Draco's not going to hurt me."

Draco's threatening expression was quickly replaced with adoration as he stared down at Harry. "I'm glad you realize that," he murmured.

All attention was quickly turned towards the Head Table when Dumbledore stood up to announce that the other schools had arrived. Harry's ears quickly perked up and he raised his head, looking towards the entrance.

Draco settled back in his seat and wrapped a possessive arm around Harry's waist, more interested in watching Harry's reaction than the rival school's arrival.

The huge doors burst open and all of Hogwarts was left in a dazzled state as all the Beauxbaton student danced through the doors and twirled down the hallways, finally stopping right below the Head table. Dumbledore gave them a quick introduction then instructed them to sit with the Ravenclaws.

Durmstrang was next, and much like the previous school, they entered with clear extravagance. Unlike Beauxbaton, however, they wasted no time in pretty dances, and instead led the way with a fiery intensity.

Harry watched the show with amazed eyes, his ears twitching ever-so-often as he tried to catch every little sound. The cute little swivels prompted Draco to reach up and firmly tug one of them, keeping his strength in check to make sure he didn't hurt Harry.

Harry's eyes flickered to Draco but before he could comment, Dumbledore was already standing and dismissing everyone. Draco stood from the table and offered Harry his hand, smirking when Harry ignored it and stood on his own.

"Come, we have much to talk about," Draco motioned for Harry to come closer then returned his arm to Harry's waist and led him out of the Great Hall and down the corridors until they reached their private rooms, courtesy of Dumbledore.

Harry entered first and immediately took a seat on the couch. Draco closed the door and locked it then slowly approached Harry. "Now that we have no more distractions..."

Harry sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Draco…." he whined low in his throat, not wanting to have this talk. He didn't see why it was necessary.

"We are having this talk Harry, it is long overdue." Draco said firmly, trying not to laugh at the adorable submissive noises Harry was making. "We have yet to continue our discussion about our rules."

Harry immediately bristled at that and his ears folded down. "I am not going to let you order me around just because I'm submissive Draco, and if you even try I swear I won't even look at you ever again!" Harry declared firmly, his ears folding over in agitation.

Draco frowned sadly and took a seat next to Harry, immediately pulling him in his arms. "Shh, I know darling. I shall never treat you like that. My love for you would not allow it, not would my upbringing," here Draco smiled slightly.

Harry relaxed and nuzzled his head into Draco's neck. "I love you," he said without even a hint of hesitation. "I really do, Draco." Harry looked up from his neck and started at him with a serous expression.

"I love you too, Harry." Draco whispered, bringing up his hand to smooth out Harry's ears. "Now, my little love, we still need to have that discussion."

Harry nodded and settled himself more comfortably in Draco's lap.

Draco smiled and affectionately kissed the top of Harry's head. "Now, do you remember our talk from this summer?" Seeing Harry tilt his head, Draco quickly elaborated. "The one about our rules?"

Harry blushed and nodded once, remembering that conversation very well.

"Can you reiterate what was said?" Draco cooed lovingly, running his hand down Harry's back.

"You told me that you had two rules: that I can't even put myself in danger, and that I have to tell you if I'm upset or if someone hurts me. You also told me that, if you find something too unsafe, you hold the right to stop me from going," Harry repeated.

"Good," Draco smiling at Harry and scratched his ears affectionately. "Now, do you remember the other part? About punishments?"

Harry's blush got even brighter and he let out a low whine. "You said that if I disobey the first rule, you'll spank me. You also said that you get to hold me whenever, as long as I don't feel frightened, threatened, or otherwise distressed by the contact," Harry parroted.

Draco smirked and nodded, "And do you remember my specific rules about the spanking?"

"That you'd never smack me more than fifteen times, and that if you feel I'm acting too independent you'll smack me," at Draco's look Harry quickly added the last part. "But only once."

"That is correct. Now, I have no doubt you'll be a stubborn little bugger about it, but I have one much rule/punishment."

Harry narrowed his eyes then nodded, "Fine."

"I am well aware that you like your independence, but I want you to know this. I will tolerate it to some extent, but if I feel you are becoming too distant, I will hold you and not let go for as long as I deem necessary." Draco smirked and cupped the back of Harry's neck. "Although I'm beginning to believe that it might not be as hard as I originally assumed."

Harry blushed and pulled away from Draco's embrace. "Are we done now?"

Draco rolled his eyes and pressed a loving kiss to Harry's lips. "Yes we are done," he agreed, allowing Harry to rise off his lap. "Just so you know though, Harry." Draco waited until Harry turned to face him. "I have every right to smack you for earlier today and the weeks previous to it."

Harry flushed brightly and crossed his arms, scowling at Draco. "Will you?"

Draco stepped closer to Harry and bent down to nuzzle his cheek. He hummed in mock thoughtfulness and reached behind Harry. Fully expecting to be smacked, Harry tensed, but was surprised when Draco merely groped his bum. "Not today, love."

Harry pulled away and glared at Draco, "And just for that, you don't get to cuddle with me tonight," Harry smiled innocently at Draco's bewildered expression. "I'll be back in a few, Dray!" Harry said brightly, quickly running out of their rooms before Draco had a chance to protest.