Authors Note:

Hello! Okay, so I started writing this and then hated how quickly I let the cat out of the bag... SO! I have pretty much re-written the whole sha-bang, with more mystery, more plot twists and more sexual tension between Draco and his mate, which I know we all love!

So, enjoy, rate, favorite, follow!

Thank you

Luna

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Draco clutched his stomach in pure agony, he writhed on his bed as his screams flooded every corner of the now desolate Malfoy Manor. His parents were quick to the scene when they heard his cries and had their wands at the ready, poised for an impending attack.

Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy were still rather jumpy after the war although they knew they were in no immediate danger.

"Draco!" Narcissa drawled as she frantically ran through the maze that was her home, leading Lucius to Draco's bedside

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?!" She cried and knelt down next to where he suffered, with complete fear and bewilderment plastered over her face.

Lucius did nothing but stand idly in the door way watching, with his eyes cold as stone. He was taking in what was happening to Draco as it seemed it was oh-so-familiar to him, familiar to what he had experienced when he was his age.

Draco violently trashed around as he waited for the pain in his chest to subside, almost believing that it would never stop and he would soon pass out from it. Instantly, all the distress he was feeling only a few moments ago seemed to just wash away, leaving him as quickly as it first came, although it did leave a dull throbbing pain in the pit of his stomach in it's wake.

That was when Lucius finally entered the room to join Narcissa and sat beside Draco on the bed while he held his head and slowed his breathing.

"Draco?" Lucius finally spoke, his voice was clipped but there was an underlying tone of sadness.

"Draco, we have to talk." Lucius mumbled staring into Naricssa's scorching eyes trying not to look at Draco as he knew he would not take it well.

"We should have told you sooner, but we had to be sure of it first" He added.

"What the bloody hell are you you mumbling about, old man?" Draco snapped.

Draco wasn't ever so fond of Lucius now the battle was over, because of what he had forced him to do, things he never wanted to relive, but could hear the that whatever he had to say was important so he held back the urge to just use a silencing hex on him and throw him out of his bedroom.

"How long have you been having these pains, Draco?" Lucius asked finally breaking his gaze away from his wife to look at Draco who was glaring daggers at him.

"A while" he replied, still unsure of his father's meaning behind his question and quite frankly getting pissed off with him side-tracking.
"How long boy? Think! When did the pain in your chest start?" Lucius shouted and jumped up from the bed, quite clearly not in the mood to take his sons usual tone today.

"I-It started a few days after my birthday last month" Draco stuttered, honestly quite shocked by his fathers outburst.

"Okay—okay. It's okay, we have time—" He trailed off, pacing by the side of Draco's bed. Lucius then paused and brought his gaze up to meet Draco's once more

"Draco— you're a Veela."

"I'm a what?!" Draco spat at him.

"A veela, darling... A magical creature " Narcissa interjected, trying to bring som reason to the situation and calm her son.

"A veela is a half human, half—" Lucius tried to add.

"I know what a damn veela is you prat but I can't be! We— Malfoy's are pure blood, you've taught me that since the beginning" He denied, not wanting to believe what he was being told.

Lucius sighed, "I am a veela too, Draco, my mother was pure veela and my father pureblood, which makes me half-veela. The genes have been passed down to you. You are now of the right age for those genes to mature and bloom. You are the right age now, and you to need to find your mate".

Lucius and Narcissa sat on his bed explained to Draco about the Malfoy bloodline and everything he needed to know about what was going to happen to him. They explained about the fact he would need to find his mate and bond with her before the year was up. They explained that all of his senses would heighten, his taste, his smell, his hearing, his sight and his strength. But they could not stress enough that he must find his mate before his next birthday because if he did not if he did not find her and seal the bond, he would die from heartbreak.

"So you're telling me all this now? Why didn't you tell me before you bleeding imbeciles", Draco was still in shock.
"Sweetheart, as your father said before, we had to make sure first" Narcissa explained, smiling sweetly at her son.

"What if she doesn't even want to be my mate? What then!" He pointed out

"Ah well, veelas do hold special traits for capturing their mate; the veelan charm, Draco. With the ability you can control your mate with pheromones, you just need imagine romantic thoughts of the two of you together, as she will swoon" She revealed.