Okay, this is my newest story that is actually based on a dream I had a few weeks ago. The only reason I decided to make it into a fanfic was because one of my loyal reviewers who I love (Harry-Draco-dreamer) said that it would make a good story plus my other story (Hero's Brother) stopped getting reviews so I decided to discontinue it and I have to have two stories going at once to keep me occupied. xD Anyways, I will stop rambling and say that I do not own these characters but am only borrowing them to carry out my perverted yaoi dreams.

Introduction:

"Blaise, there is something I need to tell you," Mrs. Zabini says as she leads Blaise over to the expensive brown leather couch in the sitting room. "Why do you sound so serious, Mother?" Blaise asks nervously. The only time Blaise ever heard his mother be this serious was when she had killed one of her many husbands. "You didn't kill George, did you?" Blaise asks with a sigh. "No, Blaise, George is still alive. This is something about you," Mrs. Zabini says quietly as she sits beside her son. "Me? You aren't disowning me, are you?" Blaise asks worriedly. "No, Blaise. What I need to tell you is that you are a quarter Veela and that since tomorrow is your birthday you will be coming into your inheritance," Mrs. Zabini explains. Blaise's face pales considerably as he tries to understand what his mother is telling him. "But you aren't going to be an actual Veela since you are less than half of one. You won't get wings or claws and you won't suffer from separation anxiety, but you will have the Veela allure and you will be drawn to your mate though it won't be as strong as it should be so it may take you a while to figure out who it is," she finishes.

Blaise sighs in relief; he's glad that he won't become so mutant with wings and claws. Also, he'll get to seem hotter than he already is with his Veela allure. The only downside that he sees is that he can't choose who he gets to be with forever.

"Oh, and I forgot to add one more thing. Your eye colour will change depending on if you're dominant or submissive. If it is a dark colour you're dominant and if your eye colour becomes light it means you're submissive. The colour depends on your mate since it is usually his or her favorite colour," his mother adds. "Well it is obviously going to be dark," Blaise huffs – he has always believed himself to be straight. "Well, we'll see," Mrs. Zabini teases as she leaves the room.

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The next morning Blaise wakes up excitedly. It was time to head back to Hogwarts (he hates being at home with his mother's random boyfriends/husbands) and it's his birthday. As Blaise wanders into the bathroom his eyes stand out since they aren't the usual shade of dark brown but instead a pale red colour is visible. Blaise's face pales as he realizes what the pale colour means.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

"BLAISE! SHUT THE HELL UP!" his mother screams angrily from her bedroom where she had just been woken by her son's loud cursing.

The chapters won't all be this short; this was just an introduction to the story. I hope you liked it ;D