Rosalie Winters laid in her bed, sound asleep. It was the eve of her 15th birthday. If you looked at Rose (as she liked to be called) you wouldn't think there were anything special about her. Light blonde hair, regular height, and a pair of some what rare purple eyes. But there was something special about her. You see Rose was a witch.

Rosalie's eyes flashed open. Purple orbs flashed with pain. her head had sweat beads running down it. Another flash of pain came.

She felt as if someone were grinding down her bones. What she didn't realize is that was exactly what was happening. You see Rosalie was what the wizarding world called a Veela mate.

Female veela mates were rare. Most were males and didn't go through a change when their mates came into their inheritance. Male veela's were Dominant and possessive. Anything that stood between them and their intended mates were as good as dead.

Rosalie cried out. No longer being able to keep silent as the pain rocketed through her body. She gritted her teeth. She let the tears run down her face freely, unable to keep them at bay. Rosalie tried to keep silent as much as she could, not wanting to alert her parent's that were just down the hall.

Finally unable to take the pain any longer, she passed out.

Morning

I awoke feeling sore and tired. What was it that happened to me last night? Is there something wrong with me?

I opened my eyes and looked around the room. During my thrashing last night I must have throw the cover's off myself. I suddenly realized how cold I was. I sat up almost immediately regretting the decision. Sore muscles ached.

I slowly lifted my legs and pulled them over to the side. I placed my feet on the smooth wood. Slowly i got to my feet.

I immediately noticed that my Pj pants were now at Least 3 or 4 inches too long. That's funny, these fit perfectly last night. I'VE SHRUNK?

I ran over to my mirror, expecting to see my plain, boring self. I gasped at what i did see. The girl that was in front of me was Beautiful. She had white blonde hair that was to her tiny waist. She had curves that i had never had before. Her skin was a light and clear. Certain area's were now fully developed.

I reached up to touch my face, so did the beautiful girl. The only way I knew it was me were the Purple eyes.

"This is just to weird" I gasped again. Even my voice has changed! How is this possible!

"Honey! Are you all right? Me and your father thought we heard something last night." My mother said from out side the door.

"Yes mother! I'm fine!" I said, turning to admire myself once more in the mirror.

"Breakfast is ready darling!"

I forced myself away from the mirror and opened the door. When my mother saw me she gasped.

"It's finally happened." She whispered, bringing her hand up to her mouth.

"Your mate has grown into his inheritance." What? what mate? What is she talking about?

"My little baby is a Veela mate. Look how beautiful you are! John. John! Come look!" Veela mate? Oh no!

We read about them in DADA. A million questions ran through my mind at once. Who was he? How old was he? What did he look like? What House was he in?

"Oh Honey, you are going to be so Happy when he finds you" She gushed.

Next day (leaving for Hogwarts)

I pulled the cloak that was covering my tiny frame closer to me . The Platform was as busy as ever. Children saying their goodbyes to their parents, I had already said my goodbyes.

I felt Venerable now. It was like I was suspecting someone to come and try to hurt me. Mother had said It would be this way, but I didn't really believe her until now. She and dad had sat down and explained to me as much as they knew (which wasn't alot) About Female veela mates.

I sat on the train in my own little compartment. My friends were probably looking for me by now. Usually I would meet them before I got onto the train.

The compartment door slid open.

"Oh Im sorry! I was just looking for my friend, I'll be going no..."

"Ginny?" I said, staring at my red headed friend. She had changed alot over summer holiday ( not as much as me of course). She was now taller, I would say around 5'6'' or so, leaner, and she had cut her hair. Before it was half way down her back, now it was barley past her shoulders!

"Rose? My God look at you! Luna! Come look at Rose!" She yelled down the hall way. I heard the faint sound of feet.

"Rose?" Luna asked, eyes widening as they took in my now smaller frame.

"Hey guys" I said lamely.

"What happened to you?" Ginny asked

"Well it all started Last night..."

Time Skip

"So let me get this straight, your a veela mate?" Luna asked

"Yes" I whispered.

"And your mate is at Hogwarts?" Ginny asked.

"More then likely."

"How will you find him?" Luna asked, she tilted her head in curiosity. I sighed

"He will find me. My parents said that he would be able to smell me. Veela mate's give off a sent to attract their mates. " Ginny leaned forward in her seat, I leaned back instantly. Ginny smelled my hair. Then she pulled back.

"You still smell the same as always." She said.

I laughed.

"Only my mate can smell it Gin!" She blinked and blushed a very bright red, a trait that all Weasley's must posses.

"Will he be in the same year as you?" Luna asked

"No, they have to reach 16 before they change, and then the mate changes. He will be in the year ahead of us." She nodded.

"He also will have changed alot." I muttered to myself. I turned to the window, we would be at Hogwart's soon. I stood up, and reached for my trunk that was beside me (I couldn't lift it anymore) And took out my robes.

"I'm going to go change into my robes" I said to Luna and Ginny, who were already in their Hogwart's robes.

I walked down the hallway and into the changing rooms. I quickly changed into my Ravenclaw robes.

I closed the door and turned around to walk away, but i turned into a hard chest. I fell to the ground but strong arms stopped me.I looked up, my lavender eyes met grey ones.

I gasped. It was none other then Malfoy. But I realized something suddenly as I looked into his eyes.

Draco Malfoy was my mate.

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