Clash In the Aftermath
Harry Potter Story
Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger
Rated: M
Prologue
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Draco Malfoy was a very dedicated young wizard. His parents made sure of it as he was growing up he was after all their only heir. Their perfect little pureblood. A combination of a long line of Malfoys who his father said were better known from France. His paternal side having just moved to England with his great-grandfather Septimus Malfoy; taking his wife Nymphadora Malfoy nee' Prewett and his grandfather Abraxas Malfoy with him.
As much pride as his father had for his lineage it was commiserable when compared to the gratification his mother held for hailing from 'The Most Noble and Ancient House of Black'.
His mother always enjoyed his lessons growing up none more so than showing him his family tree more the maternal side than anything. She always held a certain vanity about her looks ones he inherited from his mother, whom always said they inherited it from Guenievere Black nee' Bellincioni, a veela his mother had said. It had been quite a few generations so most of the genes were recessive of the first Phineas Black's mother but luckily for them their stormy eyes and blonde hair were strong enough for them to pull through.
He had to admit that even as he looked at the portrait of the first Cygnus Black and his wife Guenievere holding a baby Phineas his several times great grandmother truly was beautiful. Her portrait self smiling gently at the babe in her arms before moving up towards her husband. He watched as a gentle breeze in their portrait moved her silvery blonde locks until they brushed against Cygnus' black curly locks.
"Our eyes are quite similar to the other Blacks but you and I my son have more storm in them than a regular witch or wizard. Grandfather Cygnus did our family a great deed marrying a Veela a beautiful creature; magic personified."
"I know, Mother. You've been teaching me of Grandfather Cygnus and Grandmother Guenievere for as long as I can remember." the almost 13 year old almost pouted at the lesson Narcissa once more considered giving.
"I do nothing without reason, my little dragon. You are almost at a certain age where your magic will blossom in ways that -"
"I'm sorry for interrupting, Mother, but if this is the 'Fairies and the Pixies' lesson I would be wholly less mortified from this speech coming from father rather than you."
Narcissa narrowed her eyes at her son for interrupting. Though it was against everything he was taught to disrupt one of his elders his embarrassment got the best of him and he did it anyway; if the elder witch wasn't so amused she'd have corrected him for his error.
"This my son is most certainly not 'The Fairies and the Pixies' speech. I had to receive this speech from my father who heard it from his as this is a potential trait that comes from your maternal side of the family. When you turn 13 tomorrow my Draco Cygnus Malfoy your Veela heritage shall prove to be either dominant or recessive. If it is the latter then you'll get your wish of your father giving you a no doubt illuminating speech regarding witches and reproduction."
Narcissa watched as a light blush dusted her son's cheeks at her words before he spoke, "And if it is dominant?"
"Males are less susceptible to the Veela trait than females are my own heritage was recessive. However this brings us to what the point of our lessons involving Grandmother Guenievere led up to. Should the Veela in your blood be dominant, your magic will spike on your thirteenth birthday growing your magical prowess tremendously. There aren't many drawbacks to the power except emotional outbursts and on the slim chance you find your mate. The Veela are emotional beings, their magic being sentient it will seek out your perfect mate. Don't give me that look Draco I've already told you your father will give you this speech. You'll still have control over yourself you won't die or get sick if you never have contact with your mate should you find her. From what my father told me you will merely ache the longer you resist."
"If my Veela is dominant?" the blonde haired boy asked and sagged in relief at his mother's nod.
After all a male having a dominant Veela trait is almost unheard of. What could be the chances that his birthday tomorrow would be as mundane as it normally was …
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