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Chapter Two

Draco awoke to the tapping of an owl's beak on his window, knowing it was his eagle owl he slipped out of bed and made his way to the window. Scowling he stretched, taking note of the fact he was still tense as his muscles bunched up in an aching manner which seemed to make him feel constantly uncomfortable. He knew it was due to the fact his Veela was aching for his mate, a girl he may never find. He couldn't help but be terrified; ever since his father was put away for good and was currently awaiting the kiss of death he had started enjoying life. He had never wanted to be a death-eater like his father; all that death just wasn't for him. He was a simple man, and while he thought it was too soon to settle down he would rather suffer through having to wake up to the same girl over and over again then death.

Sighing he opened the window to his bird, taking the letter from its claws as he fed it a treat from his breakfast which the house-elves must have brought him while he was still resting.

"What could be so bloody important?" he ponded to himself out loud, feeling increasingly irritated as he took in the Hogwarts seal on the thick parchment. Rolling his eyes he quickly opened it, his eyes widening as a smirk was soon plastered on his face when the head-boy badge fell from the letter and onto his desk. Well it looks like I'll have even more power at the school he thought with a smirk, running a hand through his ruffled hair as he quickly sent a reply accepting the new position offered to him.

It was then that he finally caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, and while his eyes and mouth opened wide in shock he couldn't help the smirk which soon took over his features when he took note of the changes which this…transformation had brought.

He had grown a couple of inches, now coming above his previous 6.2ft in a way which made him even more threatening looking. Especially when he took note that his muscles had toned even more and his 6-pack had transformed into an neat 8-pack which make a smug look appear on his face. His features were similar but had sharpened slightly; his skins complexion still pale though it gave him a godly and entrancing look which only seemed to increase his good mood.

As he continued to take himself in he took note of how his hair had seemingly taken a softer tone to it, it being slightly longer as it fell in a wild and un-kept cut which made him look all the more attractive if he didn't say so himself. It reached just above his shoulders, making him debate on whether or not to bother cutting it or to leave it like it was. He shrugged, not bothered either way.

Shaking his head he went to take a shower, taking note of the fact that when he found his mate the last thing he would have to worry about was her being attracted to him. It was one less thing to worry about.

~~(HP)~~

"Good luck, when you find her Draco be nice" his mother demanded as she saw him onto the train like the other parents did their children, the house-elves already having put his bags in the luggage compartment as he kissed his mother on the cheek. Hearing a bunch of muttering he looked to his left only to see a bunch of Slytherin girls looking his way while fanning themselves, whispering about his new and improved looks as they giggled and looked his way heatedly.

"Bunch of bloody Sluts" he found himself muttering before he realised what he was doing, his eyes widening when he took note of the fact he didn't find any of them attractive. What the hell? He knew they were hot, most Slytherin's were but he found nothing about them turned him on. His jaw soon tensed when he realised that until he found his mate he wasn't going to get laid. Just fucking great!

Narcissa couldn't help but send her son an amused look as it finally occurred to him that he wouldn't be able to indulge in his seemingly favourite activity unless he found his willing mate, and once he found her she would make sure she was willing. The girl would accept her son even if she had to force her to! She would not lose her son if she had anything to do with it!

Shaking his head he made his way onto the train, seeing his best mate Blaise as he did so and straight away got his attention.

"Draco…wow, what in merlin's name happened to you?" Blaise stated wide-eyed, his loud exclamation causing the other students to gasp when they saw Draco's enhanced appearance as he now towered over his best mate and literally everyone else present in the corridor of the train.

"Long story mate, you would not believe it" Draco stated shaking his head, following him into his compartment before telling the Slytherin's already in their to piss off. Placing a locking and silencing charm on the room and door he turned to his best mate, telling him from the beginning about everything he could remember and about him being a Veela. By the end of it Blaise had slouched on the seats, his eyes wide as he openly gaped at his best mate.

"Aren't Veela's meant to be really rare though, like only one every century and such" Blaise asked, suddenly very interested.

"Yep, that's what my mother said anyway. Apparently it's on her side but has skipped generation after generation until it finally caught up with me" he explained before Blaise continued to ask questions.

"So let me get this straight, you have to find your mate before your 18th birthday or you die?" Blaise asked stunned, fearing for his friend.

"Yep, sucks doesn't it. My life is literally in the hands of whatever girl my Veela is mated to" he replied bluntly, running a hand through his hair as he got up to leave. The train would be leaving soon and he had to get to the heads compartment. He vaguely wondered who the head-girl was before shaking it off, he had enough on his mind without his curiosity making it worse.

"Oh yea, congrats on getting head-boy Draco" Blaise grinned with a knuckle bump before Draco headed off to his compartment, knowing that it wouldn't be long until he would find out who he would be sharing a common room with for the rest of the year.

Getting there he lifted his bag onto the upper shelf before slouching on the seats, rubbing his tense muscles in an attempt to release the horrid tension unsuccessfully. He didn't know how long he sat their until he suddenly shot up ridged, his head snapping to the entrance of the compartment as the most delicious and addicting aroma invaded his senses. Holy fuck! Whatever it was he had to have it!

What he didn't expect though was the door to slam open and none other than a distraught Hermione Ganger to burst through, her eyes scanning over the room but not really seeing anything. It was when she looked into his eyes he felt his whole world shift, nothing but her mattered to him anymore. She came first and always would, over his mother, his life, she was his everything. It didn't take long before he realised that his Veela had mated with the girl he had teased and bullied since the moment he first laid eyes on her.

He felt his heart clench painfully at the thought, as the memories of all the times he had brought a frown to her face from his harsh comments flashed through his head as he stated at her with emotion filled eyes. He didn't care if anyone saw how he was watching her, taking what he could in as she sat huddled in the corner.

She was prettier than he remembered, ok that was an understatement…she was gorgeous! Her hair was no longer wild and untamed as it now fell down her back in silky brown curls which he wanted nothing more than to run his fingers through. She also like him hadn't changed into her uniform yet, her outfit consisting of a pair of muggle jeans which hugged her in a way which made his already throbbing dick twitch almost painfully in his pants as he took in how they gripped her long, toned legs amazingly. He also took in the green sweater she was wearing, finding the colour on her a huge turn on as it hugged her chest deliciously…since when did she have such gorgeous tits?

Holy shit! Never would he have thought he would be sitting next to his mate, who just happened to be Hermione Granger, with a raging hard-on that he wanted nothing more than for her to help him take care of. Well shit, definitely not what he thought he would be doing today.

It was then he took in her posture, the fact she was hunched over in the corner as silent sobs raked though her body. He found it physically painful for him to watch. He could smell her tears, his posture again tensing as he watched her carefully. He didn't like her upset, not at all, and while he never thought he would want anything to do with the girl he couldn't deny the fact she held both his heart and his life in her hands…and she didn't even know it.

Shit, what if she rejected him? He deserved it after-all, the amount of pain and torment he had brought her and he found himself panicking. Shit, Shit, Shit! He ran his hands over his face repeatedly, though found he never took his eyes off her, he couldn't even if he tried as he watched her body shake with her silent sobs. He couldn't watch this anymore.

He thought about making some snarky comment before he realised the last thing he wanted was to upset her even more than she already was, the Veela in him buzzing with the need to comfort her and it was an urge that was too strong for him to even think about trying to resist. What surprised him though was he found he didn't want to, she was his and he wanted nothing more than to protect and look after her since she was.

Hell he had always had a crush on her since he was young, being the only one who could keep up with him both intellectually as well as her being just as sharp witted as he was. The fact she was a Mudblood didn't bother him, hell the fact she didn't have any magic passed down to her and to still be considered the smartest witch of their age was nothing short of being impressive, even if he had never admitted it to anyone. So with that he spoke, keeping his tone soft as if she was a fragile piece of glass he considered her to be.

"Are you ok, Hermione?" he asked softly, though it was loud enough for her head to snap in his direction as she looked at him in pure shock.

What the hell? She hadn't even noticed he was in here and blushed when she realised he must have witnessed her mini breakdown. But that wasn't what truly stunned her, it was the fact that not only was he actually showing genuine concern for her well-being, but he actually sounded like he cared…not to mention he had called her Hermione and not Granger or Mudblood which was definitely a first.

"What…" she managed to get out stunned. The way he was staring at her should have made her uncomfortable, but it only served to make her feel strangely safe. She shook her head; it was completely ridiculous; why on earth should she feel safe around Malfoy?

Draco though was too busy staring at her cheeks, her blush making her look even more eye-catching as he found himself trying to stifle a groan. I wonder how far that blush goes down he found himself wondering, only to find he had to shift to subtly try and adjust his raging hard-on. Never had he been so turned on, hell she hadn't even done anything yet and he was nearly ready to blow his load just looking at her flushed cheeks.

"Why do you care?" Hermione finally managed to get out through her shock. Her tone wasn't mean or offending, it was just confused as she stared at him only to have her eyes widen and her cheeks deepen in their red as she took him in. Bloody hell was all she could get out as her eyes raked over him, completely unaware of the affect her blatant eye-fucking had on Draco as he bit his inner cheek as not to moan out-loud at the fire which started to burn in her eyes. Fuck what everyone thought, he wanted her, she was his!

"Believe it or not Hermione I do" Draco stated, still staring as he bit his cheek hard enough to taste blood as he smelt the slight aroma of something as it filtered into his senses. He couldn't help the groan though as his whole body felt as if it was on an electric-circuit as he felt dozens and dozens of pleasurable tingles run through him as he identified the scent as his mates arousal…fuck he was in trouble.

Hermione's eyes widened at the pleasurable sounding groan which fell from his lips, not being able to help it as she sifted in her seat at the look he was giving her. What the…? No…no way could Draco Malfoy be lusting after her, it was ridiculous. But just looking at him now she couldn't think of another reason why he was staring at her as if he wanted to eat her, her breathing coming out in sharp pants as she found her body responding as liquid gushed between her legs.

"Fuck, Hermione" he moaned out as her arousal intensified, his hands gripping the seat as his nails ripped into the material in an attempt to not rush over there and pound into her delicious wet heat with abandon. The thought and mental image alone made him shudder in pleasure, oh god did he want her!

Hermione didn't know what was happening, she felt as if her body was on fire and she couldn't believe what she was thinking. She wanted him, she wanted Draco Malfoy more than anything and she had no idea where all these feelings were coming from. She hated him…right?

"Draco-" she started but was cut off by another one of his groans making her shiver, his eyes dark as he revelled in the way she spoke his name. It sounded so sensual from her lips that he couldn't help but want to hear it again, oh merlin how he wanted her to scream his name out in pleasure as he ravished her like she deserved. Yep, he was truly and utterly whipped on one Hermione Granger and he couldn't find it in himself to actually give a damn about it.

She was about to ask again, wondering whether he had somehow charmed her into feeling this way when there was a knock on the door before McGonagall walked into their compartment. Scanning for Mr Malfoy she felt her eyes widen as she took in the tension in the room, miss Granger looking incredibly flushed and uncomfortable while the boy who she had come to check on was looking more than a little headedly at the poor girl.

She knew about Mr Malfoy's sudden heritage coming into play and to say her and the other professors were shocked would be an understatement. Veela's were incredibly rare magical creatures, though it would explain how the boy had possessed a vast amount of magically talent even at a young age.

"Mr Malfoy, a word please" She stated, not prepared for the growl which rumbled from his chest. It sounded anything but friendly and it didn't take her long to gather that he had already found his mate…with Miss Granger. If it wasn't for the fact it changed both of their lives then it would have been rather amusing, the two enemies being destined for each other and such.

Hermione gasped at the inhuman noise which rose from his chest, the sound that should have scared her only served to make her feel that feeling of being safe yet again. She scrunched her face up in confusion and distaste, why did she suddenly want him so bad, to reach out and touch him and to take away the tenseness which he seemed to hold himself? Her mouth was agape and open in shock at her own thoughts, what in merlin's name was going on?

Reluctantly Draco got up, his eyes never leaving Hermione's as he made his way to McGonagall who was studying the boy carefully. Things were definitely going to be interesting this year, that was for sure.

"What?" Draco snapped as he stood outside, glaring at a first year as he tried to past him. Whatever he looked like in his pissy mood at having to leave his mate must have been terrifying he thought as he watched the small kid go completely white before collapsing on the ground, Mrs McGonagall clicking her tongue once in annoyance as she shook her head and muttered a quick spell to revive the still pale looking kid.

"Was that really necessary Mr Malfoy" she stated, choosing not to comment on his previous attitude. The last thing she wanted was for him to really get in touch with his Veela side, not with her the sole focus of his attention anyway. Even as a professor she didn't know much on Veela, but Hagrid who had the most experience stated that even a human Veela can transform and kill in seconds if either them or their mate is threatened. Magic was a waste of time to try and fight one, especially if it was enraged and guarding its mate.

"How was it my fault?" was his flat retort, not realising that he was in fact guarding the door to the compartment where his mate sat trying to figure out what the hell was happening and what was wrong with her.

McGonagall shook her head, breathing out as she helped the boy up who had fainted and sent him on his way. He didn't protest, literally legging it down the halls much to Draco's amusement.

"I know about your heritage, Mr Malfoy" McGonagall stated, wanting him to know that fact. She was shocked to find that he didn't seem stunned or even bothered with her comment, just staring at her with a bored and irritated expression.

"Good for you" was his retort, not caring that he was in fact being fairly rude to a teacher. She had pissed him off, he could be with his mate and yet she had dragged him out here to have a completely pointless conversation which he found utterly unnecessary. He had already predicted that his mother would contact the school, so it wasn't exactly a surprise.

"I take it you have already found your mate in young Granger?" she asked just to clarify; she knew Veela's weren't attracted to anyone other than their mates so it made sense.

At the mention of his mate he couldn't help but stand straighter, instinctively scanning over his professor to gather whether or not she was a threat to his other half or not. Seeing this McGonagall paled slightly, her hand twitching on her wand involuntary making his eyes narrow in on her movement.

"Yes" he said stiffly, his eyes never leaving her wand as it hung tightly in her grip.

"That's all" she said stiffly and getting a nod in return, Draco waiting until she left before slipping back into the compartment and mumbling a silencing charm as he did so. They still had a while to go until they got there and he wanted to use the time to try and get to know his mate, begging internally that she would at least let him.

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