Disclaimer: I do not own anything. The story and the characters belong solely to J.K, Rowling. I'm just playing with them and making no profit from this.
AN: I apologize for the rambling, but I'm so excited! You don't have to read this if you don't want to. It's probably best if you don't. =)
Well then, here it is. My first English story, and the first one with so much work in it. Though it is not finished yet, I wanted to know if you guys are interested in reading this. This is only the prologue though and it won't be long before I'll post the first real chapter.
I'll try to post regularly (every two weeks) but if I feel I can't do that, please don't shoot me. Sometimes real life wants me too and I can't finish off the story.
I know, another Veela story, but I'm absolutely thrilled with the concept of it (and also with another concept which I interwove in this one). So this is my take on the Veela story and of course for those who didn't realize it, this is a Dramione story!
Prologue
She watches him get up and put his clothes on. Everything is so strange and bizarre. Not only has she just found out that she is, in fact, a pureblood, and who her family really is, but she is also his mate.
And there is nothing she can do about it, because everything has already happened.
Biting her lip, she pulls the blankets high and tries everything in her power not to look at him, which is very difficult because it is like his whole being has a pull on her. She finds it hard to fight against it, so she lets herself one moment to look.
At that moment he stands there, looking at her. When she casts her eyes up she looks in his eyes. It may be weird but at that moment everything feels right and she forgets all of her worries. She can't even remember that she is worried nor that there is something wrong.
But then he opens his mouth and starts to speak. And the world comes crashing down on her.
This can't be happening.
AN 2: I'm now busy reposting everything already posted, because I have found an amazing Beta who is now editing all my stories.
I would very much like to thank Sarah Liz B, who is putting much work in this.