Hey everyone! Thank you for visiting my story! This is just a little bit of what goes on in my crazy mind. I hope you enjoy and please review! I love to hear from my readers. This is my first story so there is lots of work to do but enjoy my crazy shenanigans! Love, Baylea

Disclaimer: I am not nor will I ever be, no matter how much I pray, J.K. Rowling. She is amazing!

*present day*

I, Draco Malfoy had only loved one person in my life, and here I was pledging myself to that one love. I had never in all my wildest dreams imagined that there would be a day such as this but here it was. My love was watching me with endearing eyes and a goofy grin, just waiting for me to say the words as I got down on one knee.

"My dear, sweet, love, I don't know what I would ever do without you. You turned my world upside down the night you first kissed me. You showed me what my future could be the first time you told me that you loved me. When you told me that you always wanted to have a big family, I thought why not? So, here, in front of all our friends and family I ask you, will you do me the honor of spending the rest of your life with me?"

I watched and waited as my proposal sank in. Tongue tied and anxious, I finally heard the word "Yes." escape those gorgeous lips. I began to cry as I slipped the ring onto the hand I was holding and pulled him into a hug. Harry Potter had just made me the happiest man on the planet.

*three years ago*

I detested her! She truly believed this "blind date" would work? Hermione Granger had another thing coming. All I knew about who she was setting me up with was that they were intelligent, ambitious, and according to Granger, gorgeous. I got here early and only had to wait for five minutes before… Potter?!

Please tell me Granger did not set me up with the only person on Earth I have ever had a crush on. I will kill that woman!

"Oh… Malfoy you're here to meet...?"

"Apparently so, Potter."

"Hermione has lost her mind."

"Granger truly has taken her insanity to a new level."

"So, um, can I sit down?" Harry quizzically looked at me.

"Of course, Potter. I did agree to go through with this atrocious situation called a date."

"Well if you don't wanna be here then you can leave. I'm not afraid to eat alone, are you?" Harry smiled

"Of course not, Potter! Who do you think you are talking to?"

"Sorry, I was just trying to make the mood lighter. If we both agreed then why not enjoy ourselves? Right, Draco?"

"Did you just call me Draco?"

It got weirdly quiet after that. I ordered some wine which we both enjoyed in silence. And dinner went along with the same attitude. As the end of our date neared he finally spoke up.

"Draco, yes, I will call you by your first name, I just wish this had gone better than it did. I really wanted to get to know the real you."

"I don't think you would like to get to know the real me. I'm a lot different than what you see on the outside."

"Hermione says you're a wonderful person. She gives her seal of approval. I will not turn down a chance to get to know you, Draco, and you can't stop me. We are both adults,stop acting like a child"

"I am not acting like a child. You have no obligation to do anything after this date. I would never expect you to ever want to be around me voluntarily, so just stop!"

I got up and walked away. He was assuredly trying to make a fool of me. I was not going to let that happen.

Since summer break had come along the castle was empty and I was glad to not be interrupted by students while on my rampage. As soon as I entered my office I drew a deep breath and threw myself into my favorite chair.

How could Harry… no Potter is his name, how could he think I would allow him to get to know the real me. No one should ever be allowed to know what I've been through. He just would never understand. There is no way Harry Potter would ever want to know anything about the likes of me.

I woke the next morning to a frantic banging on my chamber doors. I slowly brought myself out of the chair I had fallen asleep in and made my way across the room.

"Draco. What is the matter with you? I get no message from either you or Harry on how the date went and when I see him this morning at breakfast he looks defeated. What did you do?" she fumed as she let herself into my quarters

"Please, Hermione, come in." I grunted

"Do not get sarcastic with me Draco. I know you better than that. What happened?"

"Well we both got the surprise of our lives last night when we found that we were supposed to be on a date together. Then the conversation got rough and we both got a little upset and then I came back here. Not what you expected, right?"

"No! I expected you to be a perfect gentleman and actually act like that was a date. Harry is a good guy and you know this."

"Hermione, we are just too different and you know it. End of discussion."

"Fine, but I'm staying. I've got something for you. I hope this one works. It's been a while since we tried a new potion."

"No, Hermione, I'm done with trying new potions. They always work once and it never cures anything. The nerve damage was caused by dark magic. I don't believe it can be cured."

"We can try though, Draco, please. As your Mediwitch I cannot allow you to do this to yourself."

"Hermione, please, I can live with it. I'm pretty sure if it hasn't spread by now then it won't do so. Let's just let it go. I'm tired but I have to get ready for brunch with my parents so I will talk to you later."

"Okay, fine. But when I get back tonight from planning the wedding with Ron's family we are going to talk."

"Oh, right, you're marrying the weasel. It slipped my mind." I smirked.

"Draco. Behave. I think you two would get along very well but have fun with your parents." She grinned and waved as she closed the door behind her.

That woman was so frustrating. She will never let it go that she was the one who took care of me after the battle. Yes, it gave me a new friend but she truly gets obnoxious sometime. How does Potter deal with it?

No. No thoughts about Potter. He will not take up space in my mind just because he was upset. That is not my fault.

As usual brunch with my parents was uneventful. I was hoping to keep my day the same way. I was heading back to my chambers when my day was changed. Harry was standing outside my door looking defeated.

"Hello, Potter. Can I help you?"

"I know I shouldn't be here but I was hoping to talk to you about last night. It didn't go like I planned. I just wanted to talk."

"Last night was just a blind date that neither of us wanted to be on. So, don't worry about it. We both know how we feel about each other. That is exactly why we don't need to talk."

"I just need to explain something to you, that's all. After I do it's your choice whether I leave you alone or not."

"Fine, come in." I glowered as I opened the door. "What's that?" I pointed.

He smiled as he pulled something from behind his back. "A bottle of wine. It's the same one we had at the restaurant."

"Oh. Well then I'll get us some glasses. Do you want anything to eat to go with it?"

"No, I'm good."

I searched through all my cabinets before finding the only wine glasses I owned. They were inscribed with the Malfoy Crest and were a family heirloom. I hoped he wouldn't notice them. As I walked back into the room I saw Harry looking at the pictures on the mantle.

"Aw, it's you! A little Draco out at the beach, baby Draco in his mother's arms, and graduation day. That's so sweet. Your parents look a little intense at graduation but still some good shots."

"Yeah, that's me. My mother thought I needed a touch of home while I'm here. I don't think she understands that I am a professor here and not a student."

"I wish I had some photos like these. You all seem so happy." He turned and smiled even though I knew he wasn't happy about not having a family.

"Hey, one day you'll be able to have a family just like in those pictures. Now how about that wine, eh?"

"Sure. I could definitely use it right now."

As we both moved toward the couch we skimmed hands and a shock went through me. Harry sat down but I couldn't control my mind. It was racing. Harry on our first day, Harry in potions as he ruined another cauldron, and Harry, last night, as he sat down in front of me and smiled and I knew right then that he was my chosen one.

"Harry. You have to go."

"What? What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine but something has come up. I'll come find you later. I promise, I just have to figure something out first."

"Draco, seriously, are you okay?"

"Yes, Harry. I will explain later."

As I walked him out all I could think of was what my mother taught me as a child.

"Draco, you are a very special young man. One day you will find that someone that you cannot live without. You are a Veela, my sweet, which means you only have one companion. When you find them your life will be complete."

Could Harry really be my companion? Was this truly what was meant to be?