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AN: Thanks to all my reviewers. I'm glad you liked the first chapter.just to let youguys know my chapters aren't usually that short. On average they are about the size of this chapter. This whole story has been written by hand so I'm slowly typing it up etc. By the way I dont know much about Veela's so my information is just what I've read from other Fanfiction and parts I've made up. Hope it seems kind of realistic. Anyway on with the story. Read and Review Please.
Chapter 1: Monday
When Draco awoke he was extremely nervous. After the shocking revelations his father had admitted he was afraid to tell him, Draco was no longer just a pureblood. He was a pureblood with a bit of veela blood in him.
Being a veela came with some problems. These problems could be prioritised. The most important was to convince Hermione Granger, Head girl of Hogwarts that she was his mate and that she should take pity on him, to not let him die! The latter part would be extremely difficult considering he had been a git for the past 6 years. He had only become civil to her in their final year because they had to attend to head duties with her. The war had been won end of 6th year with both elder and younger Malfoy helping the Light side. But none of the golden trio ever accepted them warmly.
'Why oh why did it have to happen to me.' He thought, as he got ready to face the day and his upcoming task. 'Father had reacted quite well considering. But it's probably because she is the best witch in our school. Any other muggleborn might not have been accepted as easily.'
As he approached the great hall Draco was filled with apprehension. Weasel and Potter would be with her and no doubt cause more problems for him. Swallowing hard he pushed the doors open. All of a sudden he was overcome with an urge to fling Hermione over his shoulders and lock her up until she became his. He was filled with an uncontrollable rage as he saw Potter touch her shoulder affectionately.
'Mine all mine.' Without realising his feet had taken him to the Gryffindor table. As he drew to a halt he suddenly became aware that the hall was silent. It was common practice for houses to interact after meals, however never had a Slytherin willingly gone to the Gryffindor table. Draco, himself hadn't had to fetch the head girl, preferring to wait until before classes to talk to one another.
As he approached, Hermione looked up but almost immediately Potter and Weasley who stood up and glared menacingly at him obstructing his view. They still held a grudge against him though Hermione wasn't as bad as she had to work with him. Draco growled at them. Potter seemed a bit surprised and the animalistic sound. Weasley also looked shocked at the barely concealed primal look on his usually indifferent face.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Weasley challenged.
"I've come to talk to Her–Granger." The same urge to call her Hermione was more distinctive to him but Draco quickly covered up. This time he recognised this as part of a veela. It certainly made sense to all the strange behaviour around her. Draco hadn't taken his eye off the spot where she was seated.
"What do you want with her?" Weasley wasn't planning to back down but neither was the veela.
Draco growled more. They couldn't keep him from his mate. Struggling to keep his veela instincts at bay Draco answered sharply. "Are you really that dim-witted Weasel? We are the heads and I need to talk to her about the Head's business." As he finished speaking Hermione had risen.
"Ron just leave it as it is. I'll be back before potions." Then she purposely strode away glancing back at him curiously when she saw he wasn't following.
"What's all this about Malfoy? We have no business that needs attending to until tomorrow remember!" Hermione was irritated that her breakfast had been disturbed and so she got right to the point.
Malfoy however was too busy to hear her. Being in such a close proximity to his mate his veela senses were winning over him and he couldn't help but lean forward and sniff her. The smell of her was wondrous.
"Mmm. Cinnamon and Vanilla"
"What!" Hermione exclaimed puzzled at his behaviour. "Malfoy why are you sniffing me? Get away!"
But Draco couldn't resist. He held her wrists that were trying to push him away and began pressing her against the wall of the corridor. Lucky for Hermione, before Draco could actually do anything, Dumbledore happened to be passing through the hallway.
"Mr Malfoy, please release Miss Granger."
Draco's instincts weren't listening and he turned ferociously glaring at a potential competitor. Professor Dumbledore realised he wasn't going to be able to get through to Draco. The veela instincts had currently overpowered him.
'Its lucky that Draco is only part veela. Otherwise this reaction could be ten times worse and would have occurred months ago.' Dumbledore thought to himself.
"Miss Granger do not panic. Mr Malfoy will not harm you but I believe explanations are necessary. Let us adjourn to my office where I will be able to answer your questions. But the hall is too open. Patience is a virtue Mr Malfoy."
Slowly they managed to reach the office. The key for them to keep moving was for Hermione to have a loose grip on Draco and to move quickly ahead of him. That way Draco wouldn't lose his head as much.
"Sir what is going on? Why is Malfoy like this?" Agitated, Hermione began the onslaught of questions.
"Calm down Miss Granger. All will be explained. But to begin: What do you know about Veelas?"
Draco looked intently at her to see how much the know-it-all knew.
"Well I know…" Hermione began rattling off all the facts she had learnt about Veelas. Her knowledge was far more extensive than anything Draco or even Dumbledore knew. Both the wizards sat and listened in silence. Draco was content just to play with her sleeve of her robe.
"So you see professor the Veela is really dependant on their mate. But why ask about it professor!" Hermione's brain was trying to reach a logical answer.
Draco couldn't be patient any longer. "I'm a bloody veela Granger and your are my mate!"
"Oh Merlin No! I can't be your mate. I'm a muggleborn, a mudblood in your eyes. "
"Don't call yourself that. You are a proud muggleborn." Draco responded angered that she thought of herself like that. Apparently his words had done damage over the years gone by. He felt ashamed to even think of it.
"Well what does your father have to say about it? There is now way he can approve or be too pleased."
"Actually he couldn't care less. He thinks the match is equal." Draco replied smugly.
Dumbledore who had been forgotten while the two argued decided to cut in. "I think I will leave you alone to talk." He ignored the look of dismay on Hermione's face as he left.
Once alone Draco began to explain, trying to make sure that he didn't get too close so he didn't do anything embarrassing.
"Granger after all the facts you rattled off surely you know you have to mate with me"!"
"Actually I don't. I'd still be alive even if I don't. Why should I mate with you? You have taunted me all my life. Last year I hated you. The fact that you helped the Light side may be a plus for you and you have been civil this year. But it doesn't exclude the fact that I hate you and except for your veela-ness you hate me too. "
Draco looked dismayed. He became even more upset as Hermione got up to leave.
"Please Granger – Hermione. You're not a malicious person nor do you hold a grudge. We have partnered well for this whole year through head duties and potions. I've managed to be civil all year. Please you cannot let me die!"
"Listen you have to convince me to save your life. If I don't astonishingly fall in love with you, I'm sorry to say but you're dead meat." As she turned to leave, she was halted by a broken 'wait.' Without turning she waited for what Malfoy had to say.
"Granger you can't wait. My birthday is next Monday If I don't mark, accept, and consummate with you by the coming Sunday you can conjure up a coffin for me to lie in. I have one week left to live. Please Hermione without you I will be dead next week.
"Well we just have to wait and see won't we." With that she walked out. Draco was shocked how stubborn Hermione was. But then she was Gryffindor. This wasn't going to be an easy feat.
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