Disclaimer: I do not kwon twilight or Harry Potter
This is my first chapter. This is the first story I have made so far, so if it is bad, don't be afraid to tell me so. I love Harry Potter Fan fiction so I have decided to try to write my story like a professional. If it sucks, please bear with me.
Draco's P.O.V
I looked down at the beauty sleeping next to me. All my life I would have never imagined that I would be ever in love the Know-it-all. I admired how the sunlight streaming down from the window fell on her hair. It made it look slightly blond. The sun highlighted her face making her freckles in her nose to stand out. She only had nine freckles on her perfect face. I have counted it a hundred times.
Suddenly I felt her stir; it means that she is waking up. I loved how she would wake up. First she would scrunch her nose in a very cute way, and then she would wiggle her fingers and toes. Finally she would let out a sigh and open her beautiful eyes. She fluttered her eyes as she woke up before closing it again. She rolled over onto her stomach, letting her back face the ceilings. She always wore nightgowns with strings holding up the back. She had no bra on so her back was exposed to me.
She was awake and I knew it. I bend my head down to her neck, right on top of her mark. Did I forget to tell you that I'm Veela? My mark is always on her. It had to be. Veela's are very possessive creatures. I can't stand the thought of her with someone else. Even imagining such a thing made my blood boil. A growl escaped from my mouth before I could stop it.
I roughly grabbed onto her waist and sank my teeth into her delicate neck. I heard her whimper before moaning my name. That's how it should remain, her only being mine.
"Draco…" she whispered. I bended my head towards her back and let my lips trail down. Her body began to shake in pleasure; I could tell she was holding back another moan. I smirked. It was very pleasing to know that only I can make her react like this. Only I can make her moan in such pleasure and only I can ever tame the beast inside her.
I was just about to continue when a knock on the door interrupted us. A low growl left my chest. I was furious. Who had dared to interrupt my morning schedule shall die a cruel death. I will crucio the person.
"Wake up love birds, Shaklebolt wants to see us." The voice was muffled by the door but I could still recognize the voice. It was the-boy-who-lived-to-be-a-pain-in-my-ass. I should have Avada him when I had the chance.
Hermione got up beside me much to my displeasure.
"Good morning my love" she said to me, her voice husky and still filled with sleep. She kissed me passionately before starting to get up. I reached up to stop her.
"No don't leave." I whined. I snorted in my head. Who would have thought the great Draco Malfoy would whine.
"We have to, we wouldn't want Harry and Ron to bust through the door to see me like this now would we?" She asked, a small smirk playing on her lips.
I looked down at her and growled again. Her nightgown had a low cut, letting anyone see her cleavage. The cloth hung around her waist showing off her magnificent curves. I could tell that my eyes had turned black in lust and rage. I would kill them before I let them see her like this.
"Go change" I ordered. I can't stand to let them see her. I had to get her to get decent.
"We're awake," she yelled towards the door, "tell Shaklebolt we will be there in twenty minutes." She turned around and winked at me before getting off the bed and heading towards the closet to get changed.
That woman would be the death of me. But at least, I will die a happy man.