Fate
Chapter One
'Mother.' Draco Malfoy called as he stepped into his mother's drawing room.
'Darling.' She replied as she turned her upper body around to see her tall blonde son in the doorway. 'Is everything okay Draco?' sensing her son's apprehension.
Narcissa stared at her now adult son, nearing 25 in a few weeks. He looked trouble and she hated seeing him like this. 'Draco, darling tell me what's wrong?'
Draco walked into his mother's drawing room and took a seat in the grey armchair.
'I've found her.' He stated looking into his mother's bright blue eyes.
'Oh Draco.' She replied clasping her hands together. 'This is wonderful. Who is she?'
Draco crossed his leg and let his ankle rest of his left knee. He sighed and shook his head. 'There's no point mother. For one, she despises me and two, she's a mud….muggleborn witch.'
Narcissa gasped. A muggleborn? Her son's mate was a muggleborn.
'Darling are you sure you've got this right?' She said as she edge her bottom toward the edge of her chez long towards her son.
'Of course I have Mother.' He replied sharply. 'You of all people should know that when you know, you know.'
'Of course I do darling but a muggleborn.' Narcissa said as she stood up. 'This can't be right.'
'What can't be right?' a voice came from the doorway as both Draco and Narcissa turned to see Lucius Malfoy stood there.
Draco said nothing. He couldn't possible tell his father his mate was a muggleborn. He leaned back in the armchair rubbing his hand against his head. He felt one hell of a headache coming on.
'Lucius.' Narcissa said as she put her hand out towards her husband. 'Come sit down.'
'What is it Narcissa? What are you and Draco discussing?' He said as he walked toward his elegant wife.
'Take a seat dear.' She repeated feeling that her Husband should be sat down when he heard the news.
Lucius did as his wife was told and took a seat on the other grey armchair opposite his son.
Narcissa perched back down on the chez long and looked at her handsome Husband.
'Draco's found his mate.' She began.
'And you are not planning a wedding yet Cissa?' Lucius replied raising an eyebrow.
'Draco believes his mate is a muggleborn witch.' She replied looking at her Husband waiting for his reaction.
Lucius looked at his wife and then at their son. 'Draco.' He said.
'It's true Father.' Draco replied.
'And who is she?' He asked.
'Hermione Granger.' Draco replied watching as his parents face fell.
'You alright Hermione? Ginny Potter asked her friend as she placed a mug of tea in front of her.
'I'm fine…I just don't feel so great that's all.' Hermione replied as she placed her hands around the mug.
'Have you been sleeping?' Ginny asked as she sat beside her friend at the dining room table.
'Not really.' Hermione replied.
'Nightmares?' Ginny asked knowing her best friend had been plagued with bad dreams after the war.
'Some times.' Hermione replied. 'I thought they'd stop but now they're more vided than ever and it's always the same dream.'
'Maybe you should get some dreamless sleep potions.' Ginny replied.
'I don't want to rely on them.' Hermione said as she sipped her hot tea. 'Anyway, enough about me. Have you found a dress for the Ministry Ball?'
'I'm going with the black one. I need to hid this little bump just for a little longer. Ginny said as she placed her hand on her non-existent pregnancy bump.
'No one can tell you're pregnant Ginny.' Hermione said as she smiled at her friend.
'Well I just don't want anyone knowing just yet, I'd like to get to 18 weeks before we tell the world.' Ginny replied with a smile.
'You'll be fine Gin and the black dress fits you wonderfully.' Hermione replied.
'So what about you? What are you wearing?' Ginny asked as she stood up from the table to get some biscuits.
'I don't think I'm going to go Gin. I just don't feel up to it and I don't want to be that witch who goes on her own.' Hermione replied.
'You don't have to go on your own Mione. What about Oliver? He's been asking you for a second date for ages.' Ginny replied putting the biscuits in front of Hermione.
Hermione sighed. 'Oliver does not appear to understand no Gin. He does not leave me alone. I've had to change my lunch break at work so he doesn't come find me.'
Ginny giggled. 'He's so in love with you Hermione. Harry and Ron say you're all he talks about.'
'Maybe Harry and Ron shouldn't be egging him on and tell him I'm not interested.' Hermione replied as she finished off a biscuit.
'They just want you to be happy.' Ginny replied.
'Well Oliver won't make me happy. He's….boring.' Hermione said. 'He talked about himself for the whole 3 hours I was with him.'
'Just come with us then. It won't be the same without you. Please come Mione.'
'I'll think about it.' She replied.
Draco Malfoy stood with his best friend Blaise Zabini at the Bar at the 6th Ministry Ball to celebrate the end of the Second Wizarding War. He didn't want to attend however his mother had practically dragged him.
'You could at least look like you're want to be hear mate.' Blaise said as he gulped down his beer.
'If I had my way Blaise I would be at home watching Quidditch.' Draco replied. 'I hate these things. Where's your date anyway?'
'Talking to Pansy I believe. Pansy seems to think she has a chance with you tonight.' Blaise winked at Draco.
'As if.' Draco scoffed. 'She's just after the Malfoy money. Is her divorce even finalised yet?'
'I think she's hoping he'll snuff it before they divorce.' Blasie replied. 'Oh look here come the hero's of the hour.' Blaise said looking towards the stairs.
Draco turned and looked towards the stairs. He saw Potter and Weaslette walking down the stairs hand in hand followed by Ron Weasley and his heavily pregnant wife Lavender.
'No Granger then.' Blaise stated as he turned back towards the bar. 'Another pint.' He said as he held his glass up to the barman. 'I hear Oliver Wood is trying to bed Granger.'
'What?' Draco nearly growled.
'Oliver Wood? You remember him don't you?' Blaise replied to his friend.
'Of course I do but how did you hear that he wanted to bed her? He replied as he grabbed another beer from the bar.
'Wood is hardly quiet about the fact. Most of the Ministry know he wants to get in her panties and I can't say I blame him have you seen her since we left school?' Blaise said as he smirked. 'Speak of the devil.' He said as he nodded towards the stairs.
Draco turned and saw Hermione stood at the top of the stairs.
There she was dressed in a perfect white dress. It hugged her curves perfectly showing off her small waist and large cleavage. His eyes went down her body noticing the large split showing off her left thigh. He felt his breath catch in his throat. She was a vision in white. A beautiful angel, his angel.
He watched as she carefully made her way down the steps in high-heeled black strappy shoes. Her hair was curled and loose around her shoulders. It appeared lighter than he remembered.
He wanted to touch her, take her in his arms and kiss her plump lips. He hated that every male in the room was watching his Hermione.
'Seems you'd also like to get into her panties mate but the way you're starting at her.' Blaise said as he nudged his friend.
'Shut up Blaise.' Draco replied as he walked away from his friend into the crowd.
'Look at him.' Narcissa told her husband as she watched him watch his mate enter the ball.
Lucius looked at his son. He knew that look.
'He loves her.' Narcissa said as she placed her hand on her Husbands arm. 'We will have to accept her Lucius.'
'Not now Cissa.' He replies sharply.
Hermione only lasted half an hour before she stepped outside to get fresh air. Her head was still pounding with the never-ending headache she had had.
Hermione perched on the white iron bench looking out over the rose garden.
'Not enjoying the evening Granger?' came a voice, which startled Hermione.
'Malfoy.' She replied as she looked up at him. Hermione found her heart skipped a beat as she looked up at him.
'I hate these things too.' He said as he looked down at Hermione trying really hard not to look at her legs.
Hermione nodded not knowing what to say to her once enemy. She rubbed her forehead and sighed parting her lips.
'You alright Granger?' Draco asked her as he watched her rub her forehead.
'Why are you bothered Malfoy.' She replied standing up quickly. Too quickly as she suddenly woozy.
Draco reached out to her holding onto her arms steading her. Hermione's hand found his chest as steadied herself.
As they each touched each other they both felt a warm glow around them.
Hermione looked up at Draco who stood taller than she even in 6-inch heels and saw his eyes sparkling silver. Her hands remained on his chest as his remained on her upper arms. She thought she could feel him vibrating and as she took a step back breaking their physical contact she gasped as two white wings emerged from Draco ridding him off his grey suit jack and shirt as they did.
Hermione gasped as she saw Draco stood in front of her shirtless with two huge white wings.
'You're a Veela.' She gasped feeling her heart race.
'Hermione.' He began.
Hermione shook her head. Did she hear him correctly?
'You're my mate.' He stated.