His Little Sunshine Chapter 1

The sun shone brightly down onto the beautiful land of Scotland as the Hogwarts Express steamed full speed ahead towards its familiar destination. It had been a year since the end of the war and the fall of the Dark Lord and all of the previous 7th years were returning to Hogwarts one last time to complete a newly formed 8th year to finish off their schooling in a more relaxed version of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The train was buzzing with life as the students chatted excitedly about the newly rebuilt Hogwarts and how much fun everyone was going to have now that the war had ended. No one was gladder to have time to relax and have fun than Draco Malfoy. Sitting in a compartment in the Slytherin section of the train, he watched the world go by from the view of the compartment's window.

He let his thoughts drift back to a month ago on the day of his 17th birthday while he sat at the dinner table in the dining room of Malfoy Manor with his parents. Since the war, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy had changed their ways, leaving the darkness that shrouded them for years behind them. Lucius had shown a great change of heart since his former death eater days and as a result did not get sent to Azkaban like the rest of the other followers of the Dark Lord. Instead he now worked as a volunteer healer at St. Mungos as community service for the next 10 years. His rare ability to perform wandless healing spells had proved to come in handy for him.

That night the Malfoy family had just finished dinner as the table became clear of all plates and food. Lucius Malfoy stood at the head of the table holding Narcissa's hand as they looked to each other and then at their only son. Lucius cleared his throat causing Draco to look up at them curiously. Meeting his son's eyes Lucius smiled warmly. "Son, your mother and I have something very important to tell you tonight. Tonight is a very special night since it is your 17th birthday. You have made your mother and I very proud over the years and tonight we hope that will still welcome us with open arms after hearing what we have to tell you. What we are about to tell you might come as a shock to you but we hope you can still find it in your heart to forgive us, as this information is long overdue."

Draco's brows furrowed as he looked at both of them, surprise written all over his face. A beat passed before his mother spoke up letting go of his father's hand and placing a loving hand on his shoulder while she smiled softly. "Draco dear, let me first start off by asking you a simple question. In your years of going to Hogwarts, have you ever noticed how every girl is attracted to you and how your more handsome than any other young man in your year?" Draco looked at her with a weird expression on his face as his eyebrows raised. "Mother, it's not news to me that I've been very popular with the ladies. And I know I'm rather good looking. I've always had first pick of any of the most beautiful girls in the school. What are you getting at if you don't mind my asking?"

It was then that his mother and father smiled with twinkles in their eyes. "Son, you're a pureblooded veela. We apologize greatly for keeping it from you, but your mother and I felt that with the Dark Lord around while you grew up that it was better and safer to keep you in the dark about your true heritage. Now that your 17, your powers are fully mature and your mate that is destined for you will now make herself known. It is now your duty to find her and win her over as veela's mate for life. Your mother and I think you will be quite satisfied at the mate that you are destined to be with. She is a very beautiful young lady that will surely make you happy in every way possible. The only thing is that as your parents, we are not allowed to tell you who she is. Tradition states that you must find her yourself using your new found connection to her. All that we can tell you is that she will be joining you and your friends as a new transfer student at school this year. We wish you luck in finding her, and hope that enjoy your new powers and mate. We look forward to meeting her and her family in the near future so do hurry in connecting with her."

Draco was pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of a knock on the door of his compartment. Looking at his watch he knew it was getting close to the time that he had to change into his school robes and get ready to arrive at the castle. "Come in." He called as his eyes fell on the door. The door slid open to reveal his one of his best mate's Blaise Zambini who was already dressed in his green and black school robes. "Been looking everywhere for you, mate. Didn't know you were in bloody hiding. We're almost to Hogwarts. I figured I'd come find you and see if you would fancy riding with the rest of us in the carriages once we get to school. Everyone's ready already so hurry up and get changed." Draco smirked as he stood up and grabbed his robes out of his trunk. "Sounds good, mate. I'll just run to the changing rooms and get dressed. I'll meet you by the carriages once we arrive." Blaise gave a nod and turned to leave but then turned back to face his stormy eyed friend once more. "How are you feeling about everything? I don't suppose you're a wee bit nervous about when we arrive at school, are you?" Draco looked down at his feet before looking back up and meeting the Italian wizard's eyes with a slightly nervous look. "I'm alright I suppose. Can't help but be a bit nervous. I just can't believe this is it. Once I walk into the Great Hall I'll be able to feel the connection between me and her and I'll be able to meet my mate for the first time. I can't help but think what if she decided not to come, or what if she's completely different than what I've envisioned?" Blaise cocked his head to the side thoughtfully before sending him a warm smile. "Don't worry too much. She'll be there. And you will find her." With that, he turned and left going off to find their other Slytherin classmates. Draco stood there for a few moments thinking on what Blaise had said. Rising to stand tall and with an air of confidence, he gracefully made his way to the changing rooms thinking of his mysterious veela mate.