Prolog; Draco

He wasn't sure when the attraction had set in; when both the human and the veela agreed that she would be the one. It could have been when she slapped him that one day during their third year, or when he had saw the Krum boy following her around during the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Maybe it had happened before that, on the train headed to Hogwarts for the first time when she had stood up to him for the Longbottom boy. All Draco Malfoy knew for certain was that Hermione Granger was his mate. Now that the war was over there was nothing standing in his way to get her, old laws could easily be enacted to ensure that she would be his. Of course that would only be if he could not manage to make her his with his own charm. With only months until his birthday he would have to move fast if he wanted her to come to him on her own, the veela in him had told him countless times though that it would not matter either way. Once consummated she wouldn't be able to leave them, and soon after that she wouldn't want to.

Chapter One; Hermione

The war was over. There were so many dead. Fred Weasly. Remus and Dora Lupin. Her parents. No person did not have a friend or family member that had been killed on either side of the war. It was hard to find pity for those who had fought for the dark, until Voldimort had been killed their loses had been slight. It was only when Death Eaters were being rounded up for trial that their death rate shot up. Apparently many would rather die than face imprisonment in Azkaban.

Placing the flowers on the joint grave Hermione got to her feet, wiping away the cold tears that were slipping steadily down both of her cheeks. Her father's ring sat on her left thumb, her mother's solitaire resting above her heart on a simple chain around her neck. Despite the fact that her parent's bodies had been mutilated beyond recognition both of their wedding bands had been untouched. She hoped that they wouldn't mind that the daughter they didn't remember had decided to keep them, rather than have them buried with their bodies. Hermione liked to think that they would have preferred it had she been able to ask. This was her first time coming to their graves since the funeral where she had broke down into sobs, Harry holding her tightly when she thought that she would fall.

Looking back now she could already see the signs of Ron pulling away from both of them. He wanted to forget all the suffering of the wizarding world and had been unable to properly deal with the loss of Fred and Percy. Not a week after the funeral Ron had packed up his bags, leaving to stay with Charlie on the dragon reservation. He still wrote his mum, ignoring letters that came from anyone else. Charlie had wrote the family a letter saying that Ron was doing better away from everyone, that he seemed to take to dragon keeping pretty well and that he would not be returning anytime soon. Bill had started working with George, trying to keep his spirits up and Weasly's Wizard Wheezes from falling to shambles. It seemed to be working pretty well too. It had been seamless how George and Bill had filled the empty space left by Ron. Over the last few weeks everyone seemed to be doing better, even Hermione though at times she felt left behind in the healing.

Hermione jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder, a second latter she realized that it was only Harry.

"It will get better Mione, I know it seems like it won't but I promise that it does." Harry's words didn't mean as much and the hug and understanding look in his eyes. She had been told many times that things would get better. However, coming from Harry she could almost believe it.

Nodding her head she wiped away the last of her slow tears, "Can we go home? Ginny is likely waiting for you." Holding her tightly as a brother would Harry apperated them back to Grimauld Place, the stomach quenching feeling not seeming to affect her. Climbing up the stairs she fell into bed, still wearing her slicker and boots. In seconds she was asleep.

For once she was not plagued with the images of the dead, their pleading looks and cries for help. Instead she was in a garden, greener than what it should be for the mid spring season, dressed in a soft white cotton dress and swinging on an old wooden swing. Someone was behind her, pushing her higher and higher into the air, but she wasn't scared in the least. Every time she tried to turn to see who it was the person stepped out of her line of sight, chuckling lowly when she huffed indignantly.

"Who are you and where am I?" In the dream her voice was not worn and tired, hoarse from screaming throughout the night.

"You aren't ready to know that yet, love. Just enjoy it." There were warm notes in his tone and she did not recognize the stranger's voice. As he pushed her again his hands lingered on her hips, seeming reluctant to let her go.

"It's my dream, I think I have a right to know."

He laughed again, "Of course you do, but that does not mean I am going to tell you. This is both of our dreams right now, and I rather enjoy the way your hair seems to come alive when you get frustrated." Hermione twisted her body more sharply than before, determined to catch a glimpse of who the man was. Instead she fell out of the swing, waking safely in her own bed.

Looking around her room with a start she relaxed when she realized that she was alone. Slipping from the bed she unzipped her coat hanging it over the chair that sat at her desk. Then pulling off her boots, muggle jeans and socks she turned back the covers on the bed. It had been an odd dream, one Hermione chalked up to falling asleep fully dressed. Now that she was in an old t-shirt of Harry's and underwear though she would be able to comfortably sleep.

That's the first chapter then, I don't really have a posting schedule yet but I hope for it to be once a week. This is a Draco/Hermione story in which Draco is a veela, it may get dark and I fully expect Draco to be controlling and possessive. That being said if you can't handle any of the above don't bother reading anymore chapters and make use of the filters to sort out pairing that you don't like. I would also like a Beta, one that is fast would be preferable, and if you are/can/ know one please let me know.

Thanks, Sam