"Hey, Draco, wait up!" Blaise called out as he ran to catch up with Draco Malfoy.
"Hmm? Draco murmured as he turn with raised eye brows to see his friend running behind him. Oh, hey Blaise." Draco muttered as he kept walking but slowed down a bit.
"What's up man? You've been weird all week, ever since your 17th birthday." Blaise commented as they walked down to the Slytherin common room.
Draco bit his lip, he had hope that no one would notice his behavior during the last week but Blaise, being Draco's oldest and closest friend, was able to tell when something was bothering him. "If I tell you what's wrong, you cannot tell anyone else. Got it?"
Blaise nodded, "of course I wouldn't. Now, what's up?" he asked as they settled into the plush, velvet green chairs that were scattered about the empty common room.
Just as Draco began speaking, Pansy walked into the common room, smiling when she saw her two friends.
"Hey guys." She kissed both of their cheeks and settled down next to Blaise, "what are you doing down here?"
"Draco here was going to tell me why he has been acting so strange lately." Blaise said with a smile.
"Really? Good, I want to hear this. I've been very worried about you Draco." she pouted.
The boy in question sighed, realizing that he will have to tell Pansy as well now. It s not that he didn't trust her, in fact they were very close, it s just that he didn't want a lot of people to know about his "problem" as he liked to call it. Then again,these were his friends, they had been with him throughout their entire time attending this poor excuse of a school, and they had a right to know what was wrong with him.
Draco took a deep breath, trying to figure out how he should tell them. Clenching his jaw, he decided to come right out with it.
"A couple weeks ago on my birthday, I came into my inheritance. He paused, I m a Veela.
Both students stared at their friend for a bit before smiling.
"Really? That is awesome man!" Blaise exclaimed, patting Draco on the back.
"Is that why you've been spacing out, honey? You were afraid of how we were going to react?" Pansy asked, smiling softly as blush began to creep onto Draco's face.
"Dray, we've been your friends since we were kids, something like you been a Veela isn't going to change our feelings about you." She said, grabbing one of Draco s hands lightly in her own.
Draco smiled before taking another breath.
"I m glad to hear that, but there is something else He drifted off in his sentence before finding his train of thought again. I have to find my mate before the end of mating season, and I have no clue on how to go about this."
The common room was quiet as Pansy and Blaise thought for a bit.
"Didn't your father send you a book on Veela or something to help you out?" the male Slytherin asked.
"Yeah, he did, but it s a bit confusing, and some of the passages are in Latin. The parts I could read talked about the dangers of not finding my mate soon enough or what would happen if my mate happened to reject me, which would end with me dying either way."
Another silence came over them as they thought.
"How about Theo?" Pansy exclaimed. "He's great with Latin and I bet he knows more about Veelas than any of us!" she grinned.
"Of course!" Blaise agreed, where is he anyway?" he asked.
"I think he went to the library, you know how he is." Pansy giggled softly, shaking her head at her studious friend.
"Let s go then." Draco said as he stood.
All three students left the common room through the portrait and made their way toward the library. they passed the ageing librarian and made their way through rows of bookcases. Draco saw his friend, Theo Nott, sitting very closely to the bushy haired Granger girl, both of them pouring over an old book.
"Nott. Mudblood." Draco addressed them as both of them looked up.
Hermione sneered at the Malfoy while Nott smiled, "How are you Draco?"
They exchanged polite conversation for a bit, after all they were Slytherins and had a certain appearance to uphold. Hermione looked back at the book on the table, ignoring the boys talking.
"Hermione!" a voice called out only to be shushed by the woman sitting behind the desk.
All the Slytherins stopped talking as Hermione smiled, "I'm over here Ginny."
The youngest Weasley smiled as she walked over to her friend, not even bothering to take notice of the other students.
"Hey. You promised to come with us to the quidditch pitch,remember? I've been looking for you for a while now, but I should have known that you would be here with him." Ginny sneered at Theo, not liking him for the fact that he was Slytherin and hung around with Malfoy.
"Ginny..." Hermione sighed at her friend.
Ginny shrugged. "Whatever it doesn't matter...now come along; Harry and the others are waiting for us!" Ginny exclaimed, grabbing the older girl's wrist.
"Yes, we wouldn't want the golden boy to go five minutes without his little groupies." Draco said with a sneer.
"Shove off, Malfoy." Ginny glared at him, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits before dragging Hermione out of the library, the latter of the two threw an apologetic smile at Theo as she was pulled.
Theo sighed softly and shook his head. "What do you guys want anyway? I can t imagine that you came here to learn."
Pansy giggled softly and Blaise smiled as Draco talked.
"Well he began, losing some of his cool guy attitude as he nervously glanced to the left of Theo. We were actually I was wondering if you knew anything about Veela?"
Theo was puzzled for a minute, but knew that he would learn more about Draco's sudden interest in magical creatures later.
"Veela? Hmm. Well, only the basic stuff, but if I'm not mistaken, there is a book in the forbidden section..." Theo broke off as he thought. "Yeah, there is. Follow me." he told his friends as he walked towards the fenced off section of the library.
Theo looked around for a minute before frowning and walking back to the front of the library, his friends walking close behind. Theo talked to the librarian while the others waited a few feet away; when he made his way back to them, he was smiling.
"So?" Draco asked, his eyebrows raised.
"Someone checked out the book already..." Theo said before being cut off by Pansy.
"Then why are you smiling?" She asked, confused.
He shot the girl a look before continuing. "As I was saying, the book was taken out but by Hermione. I can just ask her for it."
"So, let s go ask the mudblood." Draco muttered, walking out of the library.
"Don't call her that Draco, she's cool." Theo stated as he received wide eyed stares from Draco and Pansy, who had begun to realize that the boy had feelings for the clever witch.
The rest of the walk to the quidditch pitch was silent, as each one of them was involved in his/her own thoughts. Draco was mostly thinking about who might be his mate. His father said it might be a couple more days before his Veela side fully kicks in, and he'll be able to find his mate then. But, Draco Malfoy wasn't the only magical creature was looking for his mate in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, though this other creature wasn't as anxious as Malfoy.
Harry James Potter smiled as he chased after the snitch through the stadium. He ignored the world as the wind ripped through his hair; he was concentrating so much on capturing the small winged ball, he didn t even notice that it had begun to rain.
"Harry!" a voice yelled from the stands, as Hermione waved to her friend, "come on!"
Harry pouted slightly as he flew back to the ground and dismounted his broom.
Ron walked over to his raven haired friend and smiled. "Come on, lets go inside; 'Mione is complaining about the rain."
Harry chuckled and looked over to the stands at Hermione. He saw his bushy haired friend, but he also saw that she was with a couple other people.
"Ron, who's Hermione with?" he asked.
Ron looked up at the stands and shrugged once before walking towards the boy's locker room. Harry smiled softly, and started to follow the red headed boy when the wind suddenly picked up, causing wonderfully delicious scent to fill Harry senses. He whipped his head around and looked for the source of the scent;it was the scent of the one who would be Harry's mate. His pupils turned into slits as his gaze landed on the people with Hermione once again. Harry's eyes narrowed as the scent clouded his mind, trying to figure out which one from the group of students was his.
"Harry?" a voice called out.
Harry looked towards Ginny, who just left the girl's locker room, "are you ready to go?" she asked.
He shook his head, no, and walked into the locker room, which was empty. He got into the shower and smiled as the warm water began to hit his sore muscles. The young wizard got out after a bit, his head and senses clear now, and got dressed in his school robes. He left the locker room and noticed that everyone had already left, but he knew that they were waiting for him in the common room. He walked up the stairs towards the Gryffindor tower and said the password (Chocolate Frogs) to the fat lady. The portrait swung open for him and Harry walked over to his friends, who were all sitting in chairs by the fire.
"There you are, Harry. We were afraid that you got lost somewhere." Hermione teased her raven hair friend.
"Sorry 'Mione." he told her as he settled in the chair closest to the fire.
"It s alright," she smiled.
"So, did you find anything interesting in the library?" Ron asked the smarter Gryffindor.
"Some things, but there aren't many books on Harry's...uhm...condition." Hermione said, choosing her words carefully.
Harry barely registered what the girl was saying while he stared into the fire. Ever since the summer, Harry had become more and more distant. He wasn't sure how to deal with his Inheritance, but Hermione was spending every free moment she had to figure out what he was. He tried to talk to Remus about it or someone from the Order, but Harry found out that only Sirius knew what he was, and since Sirius was no longer here,that meant that Harry was left completely confused about who he was. Harry sighed and got off his chair, leaving the common room, mumbling about going to bed. Since each 7th year gets their own room, Harry didn't have to worry about anyone bothering him for the rest of the night.
Harry didn't attend his first few classes, but after a bit everyone got used to Harry's new sexiness, well not everyone, because he was still getting asked out left and right by both girls and boys, but he was able to go to class without being attacked by horny students. He walked into his empty room, stripped off his clothes, pulled on his pajamas, and moved under the covers. Harry put his black rectangle glasses, which replaced his old glasses at the beginning of the year, on the bedside table. Hermione often asked why Harry continued to wear glasses even when his eyesight was 20/20, but it just felt normal to him to have a pair of glasses resting on the bridge of his nose.