(Draco's pov)
Draco woke up hoping it to be a normal day. But no, he had woke to a horrible screaming pain. He let out a yell in pain and distress. 'Some birth-day thins is going to be' he thought.
"Draco, dear what's wrong. I heard you all the way from the downstairs study!" Nacrissa Malfoy asked her son as she ran into his room. Draco only out a moan in pain as a replay. He couldn't summon the pain to reply properly. "Oh dear! Lucius, come up here!" Nacrissa yelled to her husband as he quickly apparated to Draco's room. "Happy 17th Birthday son! You're a veela. If you don't find your mate before your 18th birthday, you'll die. Now if that is all, let me get back to my life." Lucius said as soon as he entered.
Draco couldn't believe what he had just herd. 'You don't just pop something as big as that so suddenly' Draco thought. It put so much on his mind. He couldn't take the pain anymore, and then it all went black.
"Lucius! Really, I said to tell him slowly. He fainted from shock!" Nacrissa yelled. "Well, it's not like I care, you know. He'll get over it. It's the same way my father did it for me" Lucius spat back.
(After Draco came back around, and left for Hogwarts.)
"Hey, good luck being head-boy this year, mate!" Blaise tolled Draco and patted him on the back. "Thanks" Draco mumbled back rather silently. "Tell me who the head-girl is this year when you find out, ok?" Blaise said. "Yeah, sure thing. I have to tell you something" Draco managed to say before an announcement came over the loud speakers on the train. 'Would the head girl and boy please make their hay to the head compartment?' the speaker said. "Well that's my queue, see you later, Zabini." "Yeah see you Draco".
Draco walked into the head' compartment. He saw simply the last person he wanted to see, Granger. "Granger" He had simply. "Malfoy" she replied with the same tone. He suddenly smelled a very sweet scent, it smelled almost like Green apples. His parents told him that when he found his mate, he would smell what appeals to him which is said green apple. Then it hit him. 'Not that mudblood, please not the mudblood Granger.' he thought.
A/N: Hey guys, sorry it was so short, but I hoped you liked it so far!