Note: This story contains adult content and usage of language not suitable for readers bellow sixteen-eighteen.
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Prologue.

"Happy birthday, son," Lucius Malfoy greeted his son in the breakfast room at Malfoy Manor.

"Thanks," Draco replied. Sweet seventeen, today is the day he becomes a man, no more rules or boundaries, just a clear road a head of him. Freedom.

Lucius sat down in his usual chair at the head of the table whilst Narcissa sat on his right and Draco his left, opposite his mother. He decided to approach the topic.

"Draco... Today isn't just a day to celebrate your coming of age. Their is something your mother and I-" he was cut short by a snort.

"Your father means, he has kept this from you, not me." Narcissa interrupted, earning a dark look from her husband.

Draco looked back and forth between the two, utterly clueless as to what on earth they are going on about.

"What is it you've been keeping from me father?" Draco asked. Grey eyes, locked with grey.

"We aren't just wizards Draco. We don't get are beauty and grace from just standing in a mirror and working on our looks to perfection. We don't just walk into a room full of people and all of a sudden the attention is on us. We don't just get beautiful women pining for us and falling to our feet with the click of our fingers or melt as soon as are gazes lock with theirs." He decided to start with this little flaw in their lives. The start of it and explain why they have this... gift!

"Just spit it out father, you're starting to scare me. What's that got to do with anything anyhow?"

"Do not push me Draco, you need to know all of this, so you can pass this down to your son's-" again he was interrupted.

"Or daughters dear," Narcissa chipped in. Lucius sneered at his wife and said what she should already know by now.

"No. Every Malfoy produces a male heir, the women marry into the family, never for years has a female been born into the Malfoy family. Ever since the Weasley parade."

"Humph. This generation could be different and you damn well know that Lucius Malfoy. So get off your high horse and start facing the facts of life and reality instead of living in the past."

Draco was starting to feel nervous, his eyes shifting back and forth between his bickering parents. He new this topic of the Weasleys was forbidden and wondered why his mother had to rail his father up to speaking of it. It never ended well this argument. It always ended up with her walking off and not coming home for weeks and his dad in a bad mood taking it out on him or the house elves, thankfully though it's mostly the house elves and not him.

He's had his arse Crucioed too many times to count in the past- especially when his father herd about the little crush he had on Hermione Granger after she thumped him in third year when he, Crabbe and Goyle tried to watch the axing of the Hippogriff that attacked him during a Care of Magical Creatures lesson with the big oaf.

He'd tried pursuing her after that, getting her on her own. She was a challenge at that and became his personal quest to woo her with the Malfoy charm. But no. It didn't quite work out like that. She was more work than he thought, most girls melt as soon as he locks gazes with them. But not Hermione, she's stubborn, smart and grown quiet pretty. If only she didn't go around with riff-raff's like the Weasels and Potter. He never had a problem with her, just them. His mothers yelling brought him back to reality.

"YOU FOOL, LUCIUS MALFOY! YOU DAMN WELL KNOW I'M RIGHT AND YOU'RE WRONG, BUT JUST TOO PIG HEADED, EGOISTICAL TO SEE IT..."

"Do not take that tone with me Narcissa. I'm just saying the facts. It's not my fault what the Weasley's did and it is not my fault us Malfoy males can no longer produce females."

"WILL YOU BOTH JUST SHUT UP?" Draco slammed his fists down on the table, irritated to the point he got a migraine and interrupted before his mother could retort back. His outburst took them both by surprise, clearly forgetting he was there, which irritated him more so.

"Will you just tell me what in the name of Merlin's pants is going on please before Mother so rudely interrupted." Draco looked directly at his father and waited.

"Thank you Draco. As I was saying; we aren't just wizards Draco. We don't get are beauty and grace from just standing in a mirror and working on our good looks to perfection. We don't just walk into a room full of people and all of a sudden the attentions on us. We don't just get beautiful women pinning for us and falling to our feet with the click of our fingers or melt as soon as our gazes lock with theirs." He paused, he didn't like to repeat himself but decided to start fully from the begining and start again with explaining.

We've been given a gift that gives us these charms and privileges others do not have the ability to hold unless they've been blessed with it." Lucius paused to let all this sink in before continuing, he new he had his son's full attention, "We, Draco, us Malfoy Males are part Veela. Your Veela protection shield will become undone when the clock strikes midnight and your true beauty and grace will come to light. You'll find women will fall at your feet more than they do so already, you'll find you'll have more advantages than you already do. You'll grow into the man you'll become. But the most important thing of all is..."


A/N: Whay my first cliff-hanger! Hope you all like the first chapter - lemmy no what you lovely people think. All feedback and support will be greatly appreciated and welcome! x