THE VEELA IN ME
Author's note - This is my first attempt at a lengthy fanfiction, so please review… constructive criticism is welcomed.
SUMMARY – It's the Hermione's seventh year at Hogwarts and ohh is the in for a surprise. WARNING! Veela! Possessive draco!
Disclaimer – All characters and plot belong to J.K. Rowling.
CHAPTER ONE
Draco's POV
I lay in my bed moaning and writhing in pain. I really need her beside me. I need her touch, I need her near. I just discovered in was a veela two weeks ago, turns out mum is a half veela, I finally came to my inheritance completing seventeen today.
"Draco dear, are you feeling alright?" I heard mum's faint voice from the background of my room.
"Mother… I need her, where is she?" I asked, I really needed my mate, only her could ease the pain I was going through.
"Dear, she'll be right here." Father had already gone in search of my mate, to bring her here, though I hardly doubt she'll come when she finds out am the veela in pain. Oh yes, my mate absolutely loathes me, though I don't see why not, I've made her life a living hell all the years I've known her. Well I do hope that Hermione Granger's kind hearted extends to me otherwise am doomed for eternity.
Hermione's POV
"Mum please get the door, am in the bathroom." Being in the library really wore me out today, at least I got to catch up on some mugglle novels, really need to freshen up. Getting in the bathroom, I got a quick shower, putting on some shorts and a baby blue sweater; I headed to the living room to find out who the visitor was.
"… If she could just be with him for some time." Stepping into the living room I got the biggest shock of my life. Seated in our couch, was Lucius Malfoy in all glory looking like he owned the bloody place.
"Mr. Malfoy?" I said, becoming visible in the living room.
"Miss Granger, it's lovely to see you, how have you been?" He asked giving me a cool smirk. I have to admit, I am a little freaked out seeing Lucius Malfoy at my home.
"I'm doing fine I guess… umm, if you don't mind me asking… What are you doing in my home?" I asked getting tired of his welcoming aura.
"Well Miss Granger, I really need your help, my son Draco needs your help." He replied still with his mask of indifference.
"Draco is part veela."
"Okay, so what if he is, what has that got to do with me?" I asked, getting impatient.
"Miss Granger, you're his mate."
"What? You couldn't possibly mean that right?" Could fate really hate me? Being the mate of none other than Draco Malfoy, prince of all gits!
"Miss Granger, believe me… I do not like the situation anymore than you do, but it's above my power and there is nothing anyone can do about it, his vela has choosing you and only you can fulfill the duties of being his mate."
"If he had plans of choosing me as his mate, why wasn't he a little nicer to me, why did he have to make me loathe the very ground he walks on?" I yelled, feeling frustrated with the whole thing.
"I am not asking you to embrace the fact you're his mate, I'm only pleading you try to be reasonable, he needs you now to complete his transformation." Malfoy said softly. "Please, just stay by his side." He finished.
What the hell am I supposed to do in a situation like this? Why did it have to be Malfoy? Being true to my Gryffindor virtue, I replied. "I will go see him, but this doesn't mean I am agreeing to anything, I still loathe your son."
"Whatever you say Miss Granger, your presence will be most appreciated," He replied. "Would it be alright to leave now?"
I gave him a nod and moved over to where my parents were seated, during the course of Malfoy's visit, I forgot they were present.
"Mum, Dad… I'll be home before dinner." Moving over to the fire place, grabbed a hand full of floo. "Malfoy Manor."
Draco's POV
"She's here, I can smell her scent." I purred out contentedly. My nose was presently attacked by a delicious smell of vanilla.
"Malfoy?" I heard a sweet voice from the door of my chambers.
"I think it's best if we leave them alone for some time." I heard mum say in a firm voice ushering dad out.
"My mate…" I said as everyone left the room, getting up from my bed and moving towards her. I needed to feel her… take in more of her scent.
"Malfoy, stay back please…" Hermione said softly, looking frightened. Am I really scaring her? Yikes! Not a good start.
"Hermione please… I need you… I … please, come closer." I said. Being just a foot from her, it was hard for me not to take her in my arms.
Hermione's POV
Being so close to me almost made me loose it right there. Taking a closer look at him, I could see he had grown a lot. He had a defined structure. His blonde hair had grown longer. This was Apollo in another form. What made me not notice it ever since? It must be his prejudiced attitude. The brat! Standing so close to him now I could not feel the hurt he had given me, it's like all the pain he had made me feel in years had evaporated.
I lifted my head to meet his eyes; I became captivated by the grey eyes. They were hungry for me.
"Draco…" I said moving into his arms and lifting my hands to caress his smooth face.
"My mate… mine." He said picking me in his arms and carrying me over to the large bed.
" Yes, yours." Then I knew I had really lost it.
Hullo! What do you think guys, should I continue? Please review and let me know what you think.
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