Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters or any of the places they go. Sadly:(
Anyway... I hope you guys enjoy this! If you haven't read Malfoy's Aren't Gay, that is another story I started making. Hope you enjoy!
Draco's perspective
When I saw those Veelas walk out I didn't feel anything. I looked over and saw Potter look like he was about to jump out of the box. Bulgaria sure seemed to have a convincing reason of why we should join their team I thought raising my eyebrow.
Of course I was a Veela, have been for a while. For Veela though, it's kinda like having puberty again. I shouldn't be done completely turning Veela until a few days before school. By that time I'll be attracted to a mate. Let's hope it's someone fit for me.
I know they'll be male, I am openly gay, after all. The next few weeks went by in a blur. My father almost getting caught with his old death eater friends, the dark mark showing up. During this time I slowly grew more beautiful. Yes, beautiful. Veela males are quite rare, but we can happen. Suddenly it was time to board the Hogwarts Express. After a while I decided to break up Potter's conversation, see if could get them riled up.
I saw a hideous moldy cuff protruding grossly from Weasley's bag. "Weasley... What is that?"
I turned to Crabbe and Goyle, "Look at this!" I said astonished, "Weasley, you weren't planning on wearing these, were you?"
"Eat dung, Malfoy!" The Weasley shouted turning a hideous shade of maroon. I looked over at Potter to see his reaction and that's when something changed. Potter's eyes were emerald green with hints of gold behind round glasses. His raven black hair was full, thick and very untidy. I looked at his full lips and felt mine open slightly. When had he become so beautiful, so needing protection. That's when it hit me. Harry Potter was my mate, and I loved it.
I walked out of the compartment without saying anymore. I felt my heart pounding fast in my ears. I sat down in my compartment and imagined Potter the rest of the way to Hogwarts.