Father was doing that thing again. I looked over and saw him checking his watch for the umpteenth time, straightening his cuffs again and going back to tapping his feet on the marbled ground. Looking around yet again I still find nothing of amusement, boring posters, some random pamphlets, ugh. There was a rush of the muffled Healers shoes, something was happening? Straightening I crane my neck to look down the hall towards the sound, ohh something was happening, there were several Healers grouped around a single figure carrying them on a stretcher, two lone figure trailed after them, parents? The group rushed past and I barely managed a glimpse, mmm, the one on the stretcher was convulsing, the two behind the group were clothed heavily. Nah he couldn't make a guess at them.

This was boring, waiting and waiting, Father was doing it again. Sighing I rubbed my eyes and leaned forward on my knees, ergh the lights were too bright, they hurt, I rubbed them until colours appeared behind my eyelids. Maybe it was just sleep, maybe I'm tired, yeah that's it, after all I didn't get much sleep last night. He did it again, why must he do that, what was he doing now? Tempus! He just checked his watch! He's going mad that's it, even I can't stand all this waiting. Let's amuse him "How longs it been now?" he checked his watch again, "Ten minutes." I nodded, yup he was annoyed.

I gestured to the receptionist, as I had done five minutes ago, he shook his head and leaned back thumping his head on the wall behind him, yup insane. Maybe I'm going insane too? I reached for the low table in front of me grabbing the nearest pamphlet, 'What to do when your monthly moon starts. A part of the welcome to Lycanthropy series.' Nope no thanks, yet I still flicked through it for some reason, oh right I'm bloody bored and have nothing else to do. It was one of the more 'moderen' looking things the Ministry had produced by the looks of it, it wasn't as sickly colourful and 70's retro looking, a good change though mind you.

Plus there were pictures, many I've seen before though, I mean you don't get through Defense without seeing a minimum of ten German woodcuts, and why were they always German? Werewolves aren't from Germany are they? No that didn't seem right, if they were Durmstrang would accept them being a proud and all school. Maybe the first sightings were in Germany, yes that made a bit more sense, maybe I should as the Healer would they know? "Father why are werewolves more common in German lore?" He huffed and lifted his head a thumping it back on the wall, he was defiantly annoyed "It might be because, umm, wolves are common there and werewolves can socialise with wolves, so they were common there because wolves often terrorised the muggles there?" He nodded in agreement to his own story, well it did seem plausible explained like that.

I'm done with werewolves now. Lets see if there's something more interesting. I threw the pamphlet the to table and shuffled forward in my seat, Father glared at me I can feel it. 'Tempting a trolls temper. A part of the Troll care series.' Flip well if that didn't make them sound like a Kneazle nothing else would. 'An introduction to the mystic ways of the merepeople. A part of the basic knowledge series. Also in this series The fantastic life of the fᴂ; Centars and their curious ways; Plotting with pixies; Is banishing boggarts. Is it bad for their health?' I laughed slightly at the titles, who comes up with these monstrosities, I mean who actually cares about a boggarts health! The thing scared you shitless and your just goanna ignore it because your going to hurt it?

I sat back again. Father is going to send me to the flippin Janus Thickey Ward with the noise he's making urgh. "I'm going to ask the receptionist." I stood and stumbled over Fathers feet and the stupid knee high table. I walked over to the desk again, and watched as the Lady behind it caught one of those paper aeroplane things in mid-air, barely looking up for it. I leaned against the side and coughed politely, make myself known. "The healer will see you now. Room 1, please." She didn't even look up! But her voice blargh, it sounded like a drawling love letter you get on Valentines, sickly sweet, look! Her name is Candy! Who the hell names a child Candy! It's like naming your child Pumpkin-Pie! Is ridiculous. I felt a tug on my sleeve and turned to see Father waiting on me. "Come on now, lets not waste the Healers time."

I nodded and fell in step behind him as he walked to Room 1. Which was at the end of the corridor? Does common sense not apply to places like here? The door was wood with a hinged door at the top for the note aeroplane things to fly though. In the centre was a silver 1, far to polished mind you I could see myself perfectly in it! But no door handle? Father lifted a hand and rapped the door, oh right privacy doors, and it swung open.

And that smell! Holy Circe! I groaned, I actually groaned out loud, I covered my mouth after a stare from Father. It was sooo good, just amazing. Where's it coming from? I want it, I want to bottle it and own it and keep it. I want that smell to be "Mine." I covered my mouth instantly, without thinking I'd spoke! No that shouldn't happen! I should know when I want to speak! There was a chuckle from the other side of the room, right through the smell, ohhh the smell.

Father pushed me by the small of the back into the room towards a set of soft chairs; the smell was in them too! I need these chairs! A hand extended in front of me and I took it out of habit to shake, and a electric current flowed though me from them, I groaned again didn't I. Yeah I did. The Healer chuckled again, "Nice to meet you too, Scorpius, I'm Healer Harry Potter." Mmmmmm, I liked that, his voice was smooth and felt good and, Father nudged me. "Forgive me Potter but your our last chance at this, what is wrong with my son." He laughed this time, it went down my spine and ohh it felt good.

"Well the referral I have here says you think that its Vampirism? Is that right Mr Malfoy" Yes! Oh for the love of Circe keep speaking! "Yes, from the accident, might it of affected him?" Shut up Father, let the Healer talk, he moved! Oh the smell again, so good. "What symptoms is he showing it make you suspect Vampirism?" Now that voice that voice was candy! Like a smooth dark chocolate, or a warm caramel, I groaned again lost in the pleasure of it all as Father rattled of a list, Wanting of raw meat, avoidance of light, display of nocturnal life, ect, ect. "Well the good news, Scorpius" He said my name again! "Is not infected by Vampirism. Though he does seem to be affected by something dormant in the Malfoy gene" There was a rustling of paper and whiffs of that smell! I could live off of that smell! "For over 41 generations now. Want to have a guess at it?" That's when I heard Father speak, was he happy? "He's a veela."

There was a sigh from the Healer again "Just over the 50% border, if I had to guess he's about 60% or less, which is good mind you, it means that the Inheritance shouldn't be too harsh on him." There was a sigh of relief from Father, he was happy! Wait why was he happy? I turned to look at the Healer for the first time. No. Not mine. Not right. He seemed to notice, "I know Scorpius, that's what I'm going to help you with next, and from your reactions now I have a pretty good idea who it is." He winked at me! Oh Merlin my heart just did that thing! Oh Merlin! I could die happy now with that smell!

"Whats next then Potter? How do we stop this." I felt Father gesture to the mess that I was becoming in the chair beside him. "Oh that part is relatively simple, for him at least. We are going to introduce him to his mate." I could feel the smile in his words, it washed over me! I want him, I don't care that he's not mine he smells soo good! And his voice, I could listen to him read anything! He settled back into his seat, the stongness of the smell faded just a little and I wined! I am a Malfoy, I should not whine! Ohh but he smells so good. He chuckled again. That chuckle is just sooo. I am going to get drunk on him soon I know it!

"How do you feel about dinner tonight Draco, at my place?"

Ohh holy Circle "Yes!"

~~~So for those that don't know this is set before 'the leap year' but is its own story~~~

~~Gonna be lots of mistakes, tell me please... I wrote this in an hour because I got bored...~~

~Lostsa love, Blue~