A/N: This fanfic is based on the AXE commercial, Don't Rely On Fate. I just thought it would be a good story for my favourite pairing, Dramione. If you find any grammar or spelling mistakes, I'm sorry, English is my third language. My first fanfic. However, I do not mind if you go harsh on me. I think that will only help me to improve my writing skills.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, unfortunately.
Chapter 1: The Ice Age.
Drac was pretty tired after chasing and cornering a mammoth all the way to the Big Wall. He sat down to make a dagger out of one of its bones and watched the women of his clan clean the skin of the gigantic beast. There was one girl in particular he liked to watch. She graciously scraped away the remaining mammoth blood, as if the thick skin was fragile. She laughed at the girl next to her and he thought she had the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.
His long, silver-blonde hair blew in his face. There was a heavy wind. He was surrounded by white; white snow, white ground, white hair. And yet, there she sat-the brown-haired girl with the warm brown eyes. Her hands looked softer than any other hands. He bet they were strong anyway.
Seeing her made him warm. He didn't understand what the funny feeling in his stomach was. Just looking at her made his head less heavy as if he was floating on air. He didn't need the skin of a beast as long as she was around.
Someone touched his shoulder, and he turned to see his mother nodding in approval. Did she know about the girl? His mother pointed at the newly made weapon Drac was holding. He handed it over to her and she smiled. She gestured towards the girl, as if she gave her approval. Then, she walked over to their tent where his father and the other men sat next to two piles. One of bones that was slowly shrinking and the other one growing with sharp knives and daggers.
Drac felt that it was now or never. He stood up. He was about to walk up to her when he heard a noise coming from below his feet. The ice he stood on broke and he fell into icy water. He saw the girl looking terrified, her brown eyes meeting his grey ones. His mother yelled, reached out to him and almost fell into the water.
He was swept away by the stream but his gaze never left the beautiful girl's.
A/N: I'm sorry if this was too short. I have no idea what language they spoke, so I just went for safe and added no dialogue. Next up will be the Roman Era, one of my favourites. There will be some dialogue in there, for sure. Please review!