Blaise's POV
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I watched as Draco ran off with a frown. "Hold on, Harry." I pressed a kiss to his head and went to Draco.

"Babe? What's wrong?" I asked, frowning as I saw him crying. It physically hurt me to see Draco cried, I just hated seeing him so sad.

"Draco baby, please—"

"Please what?" He hissed, wiping his eyes. "I already know you're breaking up with me. Just fucking do it and go back to Harry. You obviously love him more than you do me."

"What?" My eyes widened. "Draco, thats not true!"

"Yeah, sure. You haven't kissed me in forever, you don't hug me like you hug him, you just kissed him on the forehead! How the hell am I not supposed to see that you're done with me?!" He cried, starting to sob.

I ran over and wrapped my arms around him. "Draco," I whispered. "Please calm down, let me explain."

"Wh-what?" He sobbed, making my heart break.

"Honey, veelas usually act kind and affectionate toward their mate before they even know it. Do you remember how I was always protective over you and how I always wanted to make contact?" I asked gently.

Draco let out a whimper and nodded, tears falling down his face. Blaise gulped and kissed them away. "Honey, I am not breaking up with you. I love you so much," I whispered to him, pulling him close.

Draco let out a sob and curled up to me. "W-what are you trying t-to say, then?!" he cried.

I shook my head, kissing his forehead gently. "I'm not breaking up with you. That's what I'm saying."

"Wh-what else?!" He screamed. "You're keeping something from me!" He tried tearing himself away from me.

"Draco—"

"No!"

"Draco, I think Harry's our mate!" I suddenly yelled.