Title / Destined to be Mates
Rated / M because I am paranoid
Summary / "What do I have to do to convince you Granger?" He whispered harshly as he gathered her in his arms, taking in her scent. "Don't go. I don't want you to get hurt!" Voldemort and his Death Eaters are ready to attack Hogwarts. Veela!Draco, Mate!Hermione.
Disclaimer / I don't own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does.
Warning/ Most people are OOC in this story.

Author's Note / I changed the first chapter because one lovely reviewer had pointed out my mistake. Whoops. It wasn't a big change, just that the war isn't over and things. :) If you don't really understand what I'm saying, drop a review! I'll explain more!

Chapter 4:

In his dream

"Finally, the day arrives." Voldemort smirked cruelly. "When Potter dies, and I reign upon the muggles and wizards alike."

"Dream on, Voldemort!" Harry Potter spat in disgust. He did not look back at the rest of the Light warriors as he shouted the first spell. "EXPELIARMUS!"

That was how the battle started at Hogwarts, the home to many young witches and wizards. Draco sighed in his mind, he's been here enough to know what to do and there are hours left until his mate gets in trouble. As soon as he started fighting, the time seems to fly past him. Soon enough it was the time.

"Don't touch her!" Draco growled dangerously as he circled a masked Death Eater.

The Battle had started hours ago at Hogwarts and a lot of lives have been lost from each side. Draco Malfoy had felt a tug at his heart after finishing an unknown Death Eater and ran towards where he felt his mate was. Whilst he ran, he had stunned and killed Death Eaters that was in his way. He stopped short at the sight of his mate, who was covered in her own blood and was lying on the floor gasping for breath as a Death Eater stood over her.

"Don't touch her." He gritted out again as the triumphant Death Eater yanked her up by her hair and held his wand under her chin. Although he knew he was dreaming, he couldn't wake up. It was obviously worse than the other times. The girl was still unrecognized and it's frustrating him. He was brought out from his thoughts when he felt pain going through his body and heard screaming.

"Nothing you can do can you?" The Death Eater grinned disgustingly as he yanked the pale girl up, trialing his long, yellow nails up and down her bloody arms. "What do you think would happen if I bit her? Too bad it is not a full moon."

"Leave her alone, Greyback." Draco spat, his veela senses taking over. He was waiting to get up, like he always do when it came to this part of the dream, but it changed. Instead of waking up, it continued.

"Afraid no can do." Greyback hissed in excitement. "The Dark Lord has given me the pleasure to get the mudblood. Once in a lifetime opportunity, dear boy, why waste it? Your dear uncle will be arriving soon to get you."

"Sectum-" Roldophus LeStrange started behind Draco as he realized who his mate is.

"Stupefy!" Draco had the spell at the tip of his tongue and had it out before Roldophus even finished his spell. Unfortunately, he ducked it and was soon in a duel with Draco while Greyback grinned and enjoyed his time torturing the mudblood. Spells were flying over their heads; they ducked, rebounded and only cared about the duel between them. The spells were missed, except for one— Sectumsempra. It was casted by someone else on the field and hit Roldophus. Draco did nothing. He stood there looking on as his uncle bled to death.

"Now, mudblood," Greyback gritted out in sick pleasure. "It won't be long before your time is up."

"Stup-" Draco shouted with his wand pointing at Greyback, but Greyback had expected it.

"Expelliarmus." He grinned as he casted another spell on Draco. "Petrificus Totalus. Now young Malfoy, you will watch me as I kill your beloved mudblood."

"NO! DON'T DO IT!" Draco screamed desperately trying to find a way to stop Greyback from killing her, not knowing that he was actually screaming it out loud in real life. "NO! NO! STOP IT! KILL ME INSTEAD! Don't hurt her!"

Just as the end is going to happen, everything changed. She got a sudden adrenaline rush to use her wand that Greyback seems to have forgotten and stunned him. She got out of his hold weakly and ran towards Draco despite the pain that shot throughout her body.

"Finite Incantatem." She whispered, falling down onto him as her energy drained out of her. Draco acted immediately- he pulled her towards him to cradle her in him arms and carried her towards the shadows to hide themselves from the rest of the Battle.

"It's alright, love, I've got you. They'll never touch you anymore, I promise." Draco promised as he breathed in the familiar scent. She smiled weakly as she snuggled into him further. That was all he remembered.

End of Dream

The Next Morning

Draco Malfoy opened his eyes slowly, his grey eyes blinded by a ray of sunlight that came through his window. He closed the curtains with his wand, not three feet away from him, and his eyes, and then turned his head. His arms returned to the warm object he had his arms around before and nuzzled into it, taking in its warmth, unknowingly waking it up. He snapped open his eyes when he realized that the thing was moving.

All he saw was a head of brunette curls when his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He recognized them immediately, having to argue with the owner of the hair for six years helped. He smelled her hair and it smelt mouth-watering. He took the chance to analysis his newly found mate. She didn't have that head of wild, untamed hair anymore, it is now silky in wavy ringlets that ran down her shoulders, which was bare because of her nightgown. Her nightgown, which consist only a tank top and shorts that showed off her toned body. Basically, she wasn't the bookworm he knew anymore.

"Malfoy," Hermione Granger started groggily with her eyes closed, startling him. "I would very much prefer it, if you'd stop staring and let me go back to sleep. Unless you would like to be questioned."

He was too shocked to say anything. She groaned sleepily and shifted in his arms so that her face faced down onto the pillow and pulled another pillow to put it on top of her head. "Never mind. I prefer some sleep."

Hermione Granger had stayed up after the event that took place early that morning to think about Draco Malfoy and his veela heritage. She was thoroughly confused as to what to do. She read all about them since Blaise had confessed he was one, but when Draco Malfoy was added to the equation, everything seems to have messed up. Hermione had tried to go back to her own bed that morning but Draco held on tighter, unwilling to let her go. Despite her internal struggle, she soon fell asleep in the Slytherin Prince's arms. Morning seems to come up too soon for the Head Girl since she, even though knew where she was, tried to go back to sleep on the comfortable bed.

"Malfoy!" Hermione exclaimed in anger with sleep enlaced in her words when Draco's eyes did not look away. "A girl is trying to sleep here! You kept me up most of the night, the least you can do is let me go back to sleep."

Draco raised his eyebrows amused at the girl who was still in his arms, trying to get back to sleep. He turned her around to face him. Her eyes were still closed and her eyebrows furrowed when he turned her around. She looks sort of cute when she does that. Draco thought to himself, and then he spoke. "We need to talk."

Hermione Granger's annoyed hazel eyes were on his amused grey eyes immediately. "Draco Malfoy. I know we need to talk. It's Saturday. We have plenty of time to talk!" She gritted out as she shut her eyes and hid her face into the pillow. "I need more sleep, if you don't mind."

She fell back into sleep not long after Draco averted his eyes. He looked back at his mate after hearing her breathing evened out. Why didn't I see it before? He wondered to himself. She's magically and educationally matched as I am. He yawned quietly as he turned to look at the time. He found that he was quite stuck; he turned back and realized that the Head Girl was still lying on his left hand. He smirked softly to himself as he tried to turn without waking Hermione to look at his clock. It was only five-thirty in the morning, so he turned back to the position he woke up in and went back to sleep. Being the Slytherin he was, he took advantage of the situation and pulled the girl in deep sleep closer to him, breathed in her scent and fell into a dreamless slumber.

That was how the other pair of students found them a few hours later. Ginny and Blaise leaned at the door, watching the two. Ginny took pictures with her Magi-cam for blackmailing and for the memories. Blaise stood there thinking about his situation with Ginny. Ginny looked over at Blaise, who was a head taller, stood next to her and snaked her arms around his waist.

"They look perfect together, don't you think?" Ginny whispered, looking up at Blaise at the end of her sentence, when he didn't answer, she sighed and added. "Blaise, I know you have something to tell me. I know we've been dating for only a good two weeks, but I can read you like a book, even if you hide them from everyone. What is it?"

Blaise averted his gaze at the couple sleeping peacefully in front of him to Ginny, the one who belongs to him- his mate. "I don't know how to say it, explain it even!" He said softly. "It'll be too much for you to handle, Gin."

"What can't I handle? I have six brothers, Blaise." Ginny begged. "The worst you can tell me is that you don't like me, or your fiancé is pregnant."

Blaise chuckled softly at his mate's reply. "Trust me, it's worst than that, Red."

Ginny leaned away in horror. "You're not telling me that you are interested in guys are you?"

"No, Red!" Blaise laughed quietly at his mate's unique way of brightening things up. "You know that! We shagged!"

She smiled gently. "You could be pretending. Come on, tell me."

"I really don't know how to say this," Blaise frowned. At Ginny's encouraging look, he sighed and continued. "I'm a veela, Gin. You're my mate."

"Oh." She smiled relieved and tiptoed to peck Blaise's lips.

"Is this a joke to you?" Blaise whispered shocked and a bit angry. "I've been worrying how to tell you and you think this is a joke?"

"No." Ginny grinned, cupping his cheek in her delicate hands. "I sort of thought you were one when you told Hermione that Draco was one too. Me hanging around Hermione made me curious, so I sort of snuck into the library after I sent Harry and Dumbledore out. I looked up the Zabinis and found out about the veela heritage that gets passed down to every child. I was worried that someone else could be your mate."

"Oh." Blaise said stupidly and kissed her hairline. "Red, you scare me sometimes."

"I know." Ginny grinned. "Now, let us leave the other veela couple together, while we go to my room."

She smirked and grabbed his hands, gently closing the door while running towards her room with the Italian laughing behind her.

Question / What did you think of this chapter?
Author's Note / So, most of you are hoping that this is the dream AND all the questions with the answers. Sorry, I'm getting to that part in the next chapter when everyone is awake and have a clear mind!

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