DRACO's FEATHERY PROBLEM
The Malfoy Manor was nestled in the Whiltshire imposing structure with its beautiful white peacocks was ostentatious, proclaiming the pride and arrogance of its owners. Within the Manor, in its East Wing, its newly proclaimed owner, a young seventeen year old boy lay on his bed, shouting in pain, his voice almost hoarse, clutching the emerald green silk sheets, pale and sweaty. His grey eyes looked almost panicky as he looked around the room, moaning in pain. His eyes seemed unseeing not noticing his godfather Severus Snape, his mother Narcissa Malfoy or the Healer who was exclaiming in delight, (the only happy person in the scenario) seeing a Veela transformation.
Draco Malfoy 's platinum blonde hair which lay in a fringe above his eyes ( sticking to his sweaty forehead) had grown longer, his pointy structured face became more blunt, making his masculine features more evident, his eyelashes grew longer, his legs and arms became stronger and structured -lean and muscular... his nails developed into talons and his back stretched upwards to accomodate his silvery, large feathery wings, and his fangs, only slightly longer than his canines, sank into his bottom lip.
Twelve hours of torture, and Draconis Lucius Malfoy had transformed into a Veela.
The Veela in question, sniffed the air and moaned in pain, an emotional pain that had crept into his heart, leaving him feeling empty.
"Amazing ! ", said the wide eyed young Healer, only there for the purpose of seeing the legitimacy of a Veela, and registering him in the Veela records of the Ministry.
"He is already searching for his mate." said Snape.
" How will he spot her Severus?" said Narcissa.
" Five signs. He will need to know, once the Veela retreats within. First Sign, he will have a dream that will vaguely show the place, where he will be sure to find her. Second, he will smell a scent that will call to him, so wonderful, that he will not forget it. A scent that will calm and yet excite him. A scent above all else - of all his favourite things in the world. Third, when he touches her, he will know. He will feel complete, like everything will be perfect. A jolt of electricity when any part of him touches her initially. Fourth, he will not stand to see her around other men, until he has claimed. he will feel exraordinarily possessive. Lastly, if she touches another man intimately, before he claims her, he will know just by smelling her after his tranformation. Not a pretty sight, he will become jealous. Insanely, in Draco's case, since he is a naturally jealous man. If she is pure, he will smell that too."
"O dear!", said Narcissa. She could easily imagine it. Her son would go on a rampage if he smelt another on hismate.
O dear, indeed !