Told in Draco's Perspective
So I had learned I was a Veela a few days ago and divorced my now ex-wife, Astoria Greengrass. I should be feeling sad, disappointed in life, maybe? But all I could think about was Hermione Jean Granger Weasley. I was thinking about my mate over and over again till I got mad and I didn't know what to do with my thinking about her, about my hopeless need for her, to be with her at all cost.
All I could do was this and I didn't even care for Scorpius, my baby son of 2 years old. He was 2 and knocking on my door, looking sleepy and rubbing his eyes, puffy with sleepiness. I then asked him :
"What's wrong, sweetheart?"
"Where's mommy?"
"Mommy's gone and she's not coming back."
"Why?"
"I'll tell you when you'll get older. Now go back to sleep, darling."
How was I to tell a toddler that I was the one who asked for the divorce because I was a Veela and had a mate? And my mate was none other than Hermione Jean Granger Weasley, the girl I tortured and taunted for 7 consecutive years in school just to get her attention? How was I to explain that to a baby? I couldn't. So I told him I'd explain it to him all later. He seemed to be appeased as he went back to sleep.
Now my other problem? Convincing my mate I was a Veela and she was my mate! Probably she'd say and think : "It's a ploy Draco Malfoy, I don't believe you." I could just hear her say that. But I would try and attempt to tell her that I was a Veela and she my mate. Just how though? I had no idea and was fidgeting on my dinette.
I was also reading the Daily Prophet. So that was what Astoria Greengrass thought of me? I said to myself as I finished reading it, she thought I was beneath her. Well, what a stuck-up Pure-Blood snob she was. I had no idea she was still indoctrinated by that ideology, even after the war with the Dark Lord defeated. My mother had contributed to his defeat by lying to her master, but that was another story, not for me to tell.
So I was saying, what a stuck-up snob she was! Was I so horrible to Hermione, my mate? No wonder she hated me now. But I was going to prove it to her that I've changed my views on Muggle-borns and such and I've changed for the better. I really did since becoming a Veela and being called by my ex-wife, a half-Wizard, half-creature in public. But how was I going to achieve that?
By saying : "Oh Hello, Hermione, I'm a Veela and you're my mate?" Most likely she won't believe me and would laugh in my face, but i had to give it a try. So there I was at the end of the day, at the Ministry, waiting for my mate to be done with her work. She was out, with some of her coworkers hand in hand.
I was as nervous as a wreck. I couldn't utter a word in my mate's presence. She was too beautiful and stunning for words to describe her! Exquisite, delicate, she was all that. This was the first time I experienced shyness with a girl. I had much confidence that I could have any girl I wanted in my school years, but my mate was going to be a hard challenge and I loved challenges. So I took my courage into my two hands and attempted to say to her :
"Oh Hello Hermione, long time no see. How you've been?"
"What do you think you're doing? Malfoy? Calling me Hermione? It's Mudblood to you!"
I was terribly discouraged by her reply, but I still tried, but with my courage failing :
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but I have something to tell you."
"Save it, is that the 'I'm a Veela and you're my mate' thing? If yes, then I'll say it right there : I'm not convinced about it, you must be plotting against me or something."
"Hermione, I swear I'm not. I just found out I'm a Veela and you're my mate and you must have read it in the Prophet?"
"Yes and your ex-wife, Astoria raged at me some days ago at the Ministry."
"I'm sorry about Astoria, she took it out on you."
"Yes she did, but that doesn't mean I'm believing you."
"Please, Hermione, hear me out! I'm telling you the truth and I'll love you like no male does!" I said in a desperate and last attempt. But she still said stubbornly :
"Like in Merlin's hell I'd believe you, now go, before I call security."
"But Hermione—"
"Did you hear what I said?"
"Yes. Fine, I'll go, but you'll feel the pull too. And once you do, you won't be able to deny you belong to me and only me, Hermione Jean Granger Weasley." I said dramatically and left the Ministry.
What a stubborn mule my mate could be! And so heartless too. During the conversation, I sensed venom, hatred and many negative feelings towards me in her. So she still held it against me for what I did to her in her school years? I thought she was a very forgiving person, but apparently, when it came to me, no, she wasn't and could be so heartless. So obstinate and headstrong too. But that was what I liked about her. That was why I competed with her at school, because she was worthy to be my rival.
But enough rambling my school years with her. So you wanted to know how a Veela felt after he or she got rejected, right? I was in utter despair and completely and fully lost, with dashed hopes and a heart shattered into a million pieces. I had hoped against hoped that she wouldn't react that way, but she did and broke my heart. People said I was cold and had no heart, but I had one, and it beat for Hermione Jean Granger Weasley, my life-mate and soulmate. My only love.
Oh I forgot to mention. She had a sweet and delicate fragrance emanating from her, and I was mesmerized by her voice, even though she was angry at me. She was so sexy when she was mad. Yes I knew I was mad too. But after getting rejected by my mate, I felt no hope, no courage, nothing.
And so I wandered aimlessly through the woods for I didn't know how much time. Minutes? Hours? A whole afternoon or day? I didn't know and didn't care about it anymore : I got rejected by my mate, my only one and I felt utter despair. I didn't know what to do, so I meandered some more into the woods until I fell unconscious in the small forest.
Father or Mother must have picked me up because when I woke up again, I was in my parents' lavish residence. They looked frantically worried about me. I must have scared them to death. I asked them, nonplussed :
"Who got me?"
"I did." Father said.
"Why did you?"
"Because as your Father, I was worried about you, son and you worried your Mother to death too."
"Really?"
"Yes really because we love you and care about you, Draco." said my Mother. At last I believed them, they had cared about me to lie to their Master, but my enemy in school Harry Potter must have already told you all about it.
"So you had no plan about how to tell her and you went ahead and did it?"
"Yes, what choice did I have? I wanted her so much and that was I could think about when I that."
"Use your head, son, why would she believe you when you've taunted her and mocked for 7 years in a row?"
"Did you have to remind me of that, Father?"
"No, I didn't but what you did was very foolish and and unthought."
"Yes it was stupid of me." I admitted it to my Father. My Father liked to be right and to have the last word in arguments, unlike my Mother, who was a quiet person who liked to keep to herself.
"So, what are you going to do now, son?"
"Yes, have you got any plans?" Mother asked me.
"No, I don't know and I haven't thought about it."
"Well, first, you gotta make her divorce and fall out of love with Ronald Weasley, your school nemesis."
"Easier said than done." I said in reply.
"Wait, I'm not finished. We've come up with a plan, a perfect plan for you and Hermione will fall for you instantly."
"Really?" My eyes lit up and my ears shot up with interest now.
"So, what's the plan?"
"Here's what you're going to do. You're going to make Ron cheat on her with Lavender Brown."
"How? And that's your brilliant plan?"
"Yes. We've got it all figured it for you, son."
"But how? What if she forgives him and doesn't divorce him?"
"She will, I'll help you with that."
"How?" I asked Father again.
"How? By using my mental abilities to influence non-magical creatures such as your mate, Hermione Granger Weasley."
"As smart as she is, won't she note it?"
"She won't and let me teach you how to use it on Lavender Brown."
"No I won't do it!" I protested vehemently.
"What do you mean, you won't do it? It's the perfect plan for you and your mate."
"As much as I want my mate, I do care deeply for her, and I don't want to see her hurt."
"She hurt you, so she deserves it."
"No, she doesn't." I still said stubbornly.
"Well, what are your plans, sitting there and let yourself die for her?" Asked father. That shook me from my being stubborn.
"I'd die if I don't mate with her?"
"Yes you would. So would you agree to the plan or not?"
"Yes, I don't want to die, as much as I love her."
"So you'll go to Lavender's house and explain to her what she has to do. Here's a bottle of Amortentia."
"But why Lavender Brown?"
"Because she's wanted Ronald Weasley ever since her school years and she hates your mate for having him."
"All right, I'll do it."
That was why I was at Lavender's house, at 10 p.m., trying to figure out what to say to her. "Mmm, so Lavender, you want Weasley? I have a plan for you." I tried in my head trying my newfound Veela skills my father just taught me. I rang the doorbell and Lavender herself came to greet and said to me :
"Why Malfoy! What a nice surprise!" She put the accent on the word nice. I winced at her tone but said back to her :
"Look, I came here because I'm a Veela and need your help and I trust you know who my mate is?"
"Hermione Granger Weasley, everybody knows now that's been out in the Prophet for a while. So you divorced your ex-wife Astoria Greengrass for her?"
"Yes and I came to you because I know you want Weasley too."
"Yes I do and I wanted him ever since I first met him, but that Hermione snatched him away from me. So what's your dirty plan? You have a plan for me, don't you?"
"Well, my Father gave me a vial of Amortentia and that you're going to slip into Ronald Weasley's drinks, and you're going to make him cheat on Hermione Granger, which will make her ask for a divorce from her husband and you'll have Ronald Weasley."
"So I'm doing all the dirty work, Malfoy?" She spat at me."
"Yes, are you in or not, Brown?"
"Yes I'm in. It's been more than 10 years that I've wanted Ronald Weasley, but I couldn't have him, because he's so much in love with that Hermione Granger!"
"Yes and you'll have him after her divorce with him."
"And she'll be yours?"
"Is that a deal, Brown?"
"Yes."
So that was how I struck a deal with Lavender Brown, my ex-classmate and now owning a magical candy shop. She was going to have what she wanted and I was going to get my mate. I was already imagining myself hugging her and comforting her after seeing her in despair at Ron's cheating on her. But all that wasn't real yet for me.
Thank you!
