Love Bites
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. Period. Except for the ones I make up.
Draco Malfoy had one real goal this year: to find his mate. Even though it seemed easy to be him, being a Veela on the prowl and a student was harder than it looks. His, well, instincts, were hard to control. Having girls throw themselves at him wasn't easy, because when he didn't find her, it just got more confusing. The only girl that hadn't fallen into his web was Hermione Granger, and that other Weasley girl. But all purebloods had Veela blockers, but that didn't stop Pansy from a quick snog. And Granger. Why hadn't she fallen for him? He had stuck his tongue down every other girl(and one guy) in their year, why not her? Pah, she was a Mudblood, why would he want her tongue anywhere near him.
But there was no denying that his female Head had gotten way prettier this year, and he would be lying if he denied liking her. He had kept to his normal ways, calling her every insulting name he could think of, and he couldn't even say her first name. Hermione. There's no way that she could be anyone's mate, no less a Veela's.
Draco had been sitting quietly in the Head's common room eating breakfast. Slowly levitating the plates towards the sink, he checked the time. Ten till nine, when he had Care of Magical Creatures with the Gryffindors. He slowly opened the door and walked out of the large enclosure. And ran into the Headmaster, Dumbledore.
" Draco! Just the man I was looking for! I need a favor." Asked the lanky Professor."Yes, sir." He quickly replied.
"We have a female Head from Beauxbatons visiting us for the semester. Her name, at least what we can make out from the letter we received, is Anabelle Leigh. We have no knowledge of her surname, so you'll have to ask her what it is, if you don't mind. Nonetheless, we would have Hermione do it, but she cannot speak French, but we haven't seen her all day. Have you seen her?" Draco shook his head, "Eh, whatever. But we would really like you to greet her. She will be sleeping in you and Hermione's dorm, in that extra room." He started to drone, "But she will be here in 15-25 minutes, so you may skip your first class. Please show her around, show her all the basics and stuff. No funny business, Mister Malfoy."
"Oui, monsieur, tout sweet!" smirked Draco and marched with mock seriousness to the Entrance Hall, and again he ran into someone. It was Blaise Zabini, the other Veela in the school, "Zabini, found your mate yet?" it was an ongoing joke.
"Naw. We've got Hagrid next, and I didn't have such a good breakfast. I think that Parvarti is going to get a new hairdo. Say, fried?" They both laughed.
"Wish I could see that. But Dumbledore is making me wait for an French exchange student."
"Babe or dude?"
" Female. As usual."
Blaise rolled his eyes, "Hope you don't make her fall in love with you. Or vice versa. But I hope he knows that he sent the Playboy of the school to meet a female exchange student. Should I join in the fun?"
"Nope. She's mine, Zabini. He didn't ask you to meet her, did he? So I'm the first to meet this girl." Blaise shrugged.
"Just be nice, Draco." Blaise pulled on his oversized winter coat in silver and green, and headed towards the doors. He opened the doors, and a nice breeze flowed behind him, "See ya later, D." And he started towards the gamekeeper's shack, where almost all of the Gryffindors and Slytherins were shivering, waiting for Hermione to put up the heating spell. Draco just sat down and waited for the girl to arrive.
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Twenty minutes later Draco was freezing his butt off, and the girl still hadn't arrived. He was contemplating 'Accio'ing his big bulky coat to him. It was slowly growing colder, and he really wanted to be in Care of Magical Creatures because of the heating charm that he had around his shack, and if Hagrid saw the kids getting really cold, he would take them inside his huge shack. He wouldn't even mind being near the Pothead and Weaselbee for the warmth that they had. Speaking of, he looked over and saw the Weasel had his arm around Granger, and his blood started to boil. Hold on, am I getting warmer?
Suddenly, the same oversized carriage appeared in the sky that had been there in his fourth year. It had a few bumps and scrapes before it landed safely on the ground. A footman- no wait, a boy- jumped out of the drivers seat. Draco stood, knowing that the French were notoriously late. The boy pulled out his wand and muttered a spell. A light blue carpet appeared and rolled itself out without any lumps. Then the footboy knocked on the carriage and pulled with extreme strength the huge carriage door. When it was all the way open, he extended his hand to the occupant of the carriage.
A hand appeared, perfectly manicured in blue and white frosted tips, and gracefully accepted the hand that was offered. She grasped it, and stepped out into the sunlight, shading her eyes with her hand.
"Bonjour, mademoiselle. J'mappelle Draco Malfoy."
"Bonjour, monsieur Draco. J'mappelle Anabelle."
"Enchante, mademoiselle. Parlevous English?"
"Oui."
"Would you like a tour?" She nodded, and Draco examined her. She was wearing a black ski jacket, a blue collared skirt, black ski boots, and a flowing black skirt. She had moose brown hair, and bright green eyes. She looked fantastic, but would look so much better in green. Slytherin green. His green.
"Monsieur, can we go?" she asked impatiently, tapping her foot like Hermione did when she was talking to the younger kids. It was sexy on her.
"Sure, sorry. I was just examining where we should go next. Maybe we should go to the Care of Magical Creatures, since it's so close. It's that little shack down there. That's where my house is right now. And Gryffindor." He tried not to roll his eyes, and muttered, "But you would look good in my house colors."
"Okay, lets go!" And they headed down towards the shack, it seems that she had a British accent, and not a French one when she spoke. When they got to the shack, she looked around, as if she knew someone. Then her eyes lit up, "Blaise!"
A/N: I have to post this right now, so I hope you like it. Review!