Beautiful. That was one of many words to describe her. Black, silky hair that falls down to her waist like a waterfall doing it's daily duties. Full red lips that provides an enigmatic smile which can give an edge of hope to anyone who manages to get a glimpse of it. Strange amber eyes brimming with life and warmth but also mystery and suspense. A laugh that can beat the sweetness of succulent honey or sticky sweet chocolate.
Nineteen year old Draco was stunned by this magnificent creation. Every feature was perfect. Just perfect. So perfect that he forgot where he was. He even lost track of time just by staring at the tanned, slender figure who was a couple of metres away from him. Who would've thought that one young girl could posses so much astounding qualities that most women can't even occupy without trying. This girl was a Veela, no doubt. Draco fell at once. He fell hard. There was a thought flashing in his mind at that very moment. 'She will be mine!'
Although his parents were already planning on marrying him to Astoria Greengrass, a seventeen year old Slytherin who came from a respectable pureblood family, they would probably consider a choice of choosing a Veela instead. She looked prime and proper enough to be his wife but he also noticed that she was wearing muggle clothes. That wasn't a very good sign despite the fact that his relatives were high purebloods who hated blood-traitor, halfbloods, muggle-borns and specially muggles with a passion. But she had to be his. His only. No one else's.
"Electra!" A voice seeped into Draco's ears pulling him out of his daydream. So Electra eh? What a beautiful name for a beautiful voice broke his trance again. "I haven't got all day you know?"
Draco tried to find the culprit and soon realised that it was coming from another girl next to Electra. She had wavy brown shoulder-length hair and shocking green eyes that could pierce through you if looks could only kill.
"Whatever you say, Em." Electra said letting her friend drag her to god knows where. As she walked, a small blue ring fell out of her pocket and rolled right to where Draco stood. He picked it up immediately and began to run after the girls who were mindlessly chatting with each other.
"Excuse me Miss but I think you might have dropped this." Draco stated holding out the shining ring.
"Oh fudge!" Electra exclaimed taking the ring from Draco's outstretched hand. "Erm...Thanks Mr..."
"Malfoy. Draco Malfoy." He smirked folding his arms.
"Well I'm Electra O'Conner." The girl said holding her right hand for Draco to shake but before he could even put his hand near hers the other girl nudged her friend.
"Come on, hurry up!" she whispered loud enough for Draco to hear.
"Emerald! Don't be so rude!" Electra whispered back.
"Erm...I think I should be going." Draco piped in interrupting their little row.
"Uh, when shall I see you again?" Electra questioned looking away from her annoyed friend. "A little thank you outing or something."
"How 'bout...Veno Cafe?" Draco suggested. "Five P.M tomorrow. You can bring your friend if she doesn't trust me." He chuckled jokingly.
"Yeah, that would be fine by me and Yep! I'll bring Emerald too!" Electra giggled giving an amused face to Emerald who sent her daggers back.
They parted ways after the conversation. Draco had a triumphant look on his face, something he rarely wore. Now there was only one problem he didn't stop to think about. She was utterly and clearly a muggle. Otherwise she would've recognised Draco from the Daily Prophet or such and such.
"This is going to be chaotic." He thought clenching his fists. But he had to take the risk.