Hello fellow Hermione and Draco lovers!
Don't we all wish this couple happened in Harry Potter? Well in Fanfiction dreams do come true!
WARNING- Not for the light hearted! Contains dark themes like rape and death.
Don't own anything except plot! Enjoy.
Draco had a problem. Here he was in his bed lying on his back with a girl straddling his legs.
Both completely nude.
The girl named something along the lines of Amy, Ann...Ally? Was stroking his cock slowly up and down and even moaning for him just looking at his cock in antisipation, but embarrassingly nothing was happening.
It was still limp, lifeless, dead! O fuck I hope it's not dead!
He couldn't understand it! She was very attractive. This girl blonde, skinny with really big tits completely his type and above all that she was a rich pure blood. Not that it meant anything anymore. Even adding all that into consideration NOTHING, nada, none!
Like every other time in the past month!
Sometimes there would be a little stir. There would be this smell. Vanilla, it was weird.
He'd look around spinning in circles like a silly dog chasing it's tail, but it would be gone. Some girls even started wearing vanilla perfume for him after realizing his preference for it, but it hardly affected him.
He couldn't stand it he was so sexually frustrated. It was pathetic really…he was ashamed. What kind of man at his age couldn't get it up?
What was he going to do HE WAS DRACO MALFOY SLYTHERIN SEX GOD!
He had to go back to Hogwarts soon what was he going to DO! He chucked the slag off him oblivious to the hurt look on her face not that he would of cared if he saw it and sneered
"Get out you stupid whore!"
Because when Draco doesn't understand something he takes it out on someone else, that was his motto.
Emotions mingled on her attractive face, confusion, anger but most of all hurt. But she left without a word picking up her clothes and sprinting out of his room, naked. Letting a sob erupt just as she bumped into Narcissa Malfoy.
Narcissa sighed dusting off imaginary filth and pointed to the direction of the door while she walked into her son's bedroom.
"MUM WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE!" Draco shouted while flinging his Slytherin green covers over himself.
"DONT YOU DARE SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT DRACO DON'T YOU DARE!" She screamed back while walking more into the room. She stopped at the bottom of his bed.
"I GET IT I DO, I KNOW WHY THIS IS HAPPENING SO SHUT UP AND LISTEN...YOUR problem with well, you know, is because …"
She hesitated knowing his violent temper.
"Your a veela son. I am sorry I didn't tell you sooner your dad passed it on to you and the reason you can't um fulfill your needs is because the veela inside you is rejecting anyone else except your mate and it will carry on like that till you mark your mate and although you can, it's not likely you'll even want anyone else."
Draco sat there in shock looking at his mum like she was crazy. He wanted to scream and shout like a mad man himself but it slowly dawned on him it explained everything, he just turned 19 has pale skin and unnaturally light blonde hair like every veela he has ever met in his entire life and he grew 3 inches over one night, his 19th birthday and was now standing at 6'2 and his face became less pointy like every one said, he hadn't even been able to have sex since the night before his birthday. He had dreams of a dreams every night waking up rock hard then going completely limp the minute another person was in his presence.
His mother saw realization dawn on her son then saw it change to anger and sighed and thought.
This was going to be a long night.