The Life Of A Veela

Warnings: Slash! Fluff! Rated T for safety. No beta.

Ships (by order of appearance, including one-sided): Lucius/Narcissa, OC/OC, Blaise/OC, Harry/Draco, Harry/Ginny, …

Summary: What happens when the veela Draco Malfoy finds out exactly who his mate is?

Disclaimer: I own nothing… *sob*

Chapter 4: September 4'th, Wednesday 1996.

"So, Harry, if you don't want to be an Auror, what do you want to be?" Draco asked. He and Harry were cuddled on the couch together, making their homework. Harry lowered his Transfiguration book and looked at Draco, who had apparently finished all of his homework and looked up at Harry from his position, curled up in Harry's chest.

"Well, umm… Actually I always wanted to be an artist" Harry said, a new light shining in his eyes. "I always enjoyed drawing and I draw whenever I can" he blushed slightly.

"You draw?" Draco asked excitedly. "Can I see it?" he asked, sending a hopeful look at the brunet. Harry sighed.

"Okay, let me get them… Damn, I can't be able to say no when you give me that puppy dog eyes, you look so cute!" Harry laughed and got up from the couch, making his way to the bedroom.

"I am not cute!" Draco pouted, slightly disappointed that now he wasn't cuddled with his mate, as before. He was answered with a laugh that made butterflies fly in his belly. He absolutely loved Harry's laugh, a strong, ringing laugh that filled the room with his contagiousness. Draco found that everything about the other boy wondered him, and he was hooked. He also knew that veelas fall in love faster, but he decided to give Harry the time he needed.

Harry came out of the bedroom, holding several drawing canvases, and Draco took them in curiosity, looking at them.

"Wow" he breathed, his wide eyes observing the drawing in front of him. He took another one. "Harry, these are amazing!" he said in awe. He wasn't lying, Harry was good, and his drawings were good enough for Draco to want to buy them and hang them in his house, and that says something. Then Draco furrowed his brows in slight annoyance.

"What?" Harry asked in anxiety at Draco's expression.

"Why is it that everything you do you do perfectly?" Draco complained, placing the drawings on the table and pulling Harry to his lap. Harry smiled at him in relief, blushing.

Draco ran his thumb on Harry's flushed cheek, fascinated as it flushed hotter.

"Draco, I- I think I'm beginning to fall in love with you" Harry admitted, his face redder than ever, and drew nearer, so that their noses brushed. Harry looked at Draco's eyes, uncertain, before he closed his eyes and drew nearer until their lips met.

This kiss was different from the one they shared in the Potion's classroom. It was soft, gentle, and made Draco nearly melt into the kiss. They separated, their foreheads resting against each other, and smiled.

"I'm so glad you're accepting me, Harry" Draco said happily. Harry smiled at him.

"Well, maybe there was something there before but I haven't realized it" Harry admitted, blushing.

Draco was about to answer when a knocking sound was heard from the window in the room they were in.

The two boys looked at the window and discovered an owl trying to get their attention. Draco sighed and got up, taking the letter away from the owl and opening it. It was a letter from his father, since that morning Draco finally sent a letter telling his parents about his mate.

Dear Draco,

I have received your letter, and I am quite disappointed that your mate is Harry-sodding-
Potter.

However, your mother gave me specific orders and I am to follow them, whether I like it or
not.

I am better now, and although I feel like karma is laughing at me with both the fact that
your mate is a male, and both the fact that it is Harry-fucking-Potter.

I will be okay with it, don't worry, I guess I just need some time.

Your mother would like to congratulate you two and invite Potter to the manor over
Christmas

Also, she wants to invite Nicolette and her mate too, and your little friends as well.

But please, don't bring the entire bloody Gryffindor house to the manor, you may select
several friends to come

I do hope he is treating you well, and that you are happy, because as much as I despise the
boy, I still want you to be happy.

Sincerely,

Lucius.

Draco smiled to himself, shaking his head in amusement, then gave his family owl some owl treats and came back to sit with Harry.

"Who is it from?" Harry asked, wrapping his arms around the blonde as he sat in his lap.

"Lucius" Draco said and handed the letter to Harry, leaning in to him in happiness.

Harry read the letter and then smiled.

"So does this mean he accepts us?" Harry asked. Draco felt his heart fluttering as Harry said us. He couldn't help a grin slowly forming on his face. "Yeah" he whispered softly.

"And I'm invited to the manor for Christmas?" Harry laughed. "Well, that should be interesting. Can Ron and Hermione come?" he asked hopefully, looking at Draco with puppy-dog eyes. Draco sighed. He really couldn't say no to his mate, now, could he?

"Fine, but you owe me one" Draco smiled mischievously. Harry raised his eyebrow, clearly not understanding what the blonde was hinting about.

Draco cuffed Harry's cheek with his hand, moving closer and kissing Harry. Harry's eyes widened slightly in understanding and he smiled as he gave to the kiss, pulling Draco closer.

"Hey guys, I hope we aren't interrupting- Oh" the sound of Blaise's voice broke them apart. Nicolette giggled and Draco glared at the pair for interrupting the kiss, while Harry blushed crimson, smiling sheepishly.

"Well then, I think we bothered you enough, come on, Nicolette, we'll just go to dinner without them" Blaise said, sending a wink at the two boys and starting to push his girlfriend outside the portrait hole.

"But-" Nicolette stammered. "I wanted to see them snogging some more!" she whined and made the two boys still on the couch flush. Blaise sighed, shaking his head in half amusement half annoyance.

"Well, it would be nice if we get to properly snog without owls and annoying cousins interrupting us" said Draco in annoyance and Harry laughed, hugging the pouting boy.

"Well, don't worry, we have all the time in the world" he whispered softly and nuzzled into Draco's neck, to Draco's delight.

He couldn't help a smile forming on his face. Life was great, and nothing could go wrong.

Boy was he wrong.

Author's notes: I hate myself for adding this twist but I had to! I was sugar poisoned from all the fluff! So next chapter will be a bit different, to say the least… (MUHAHAHA!) And I hope you won't hate me after it! Plus, after the phrase "nothing can go wrong" something HAS to go wrong, you know that? Also, it was beginning to get one-dimensional and boring, so I had to- Oops! Nearly spilled the beans there ;) (TROLOLOL U MAD BRO?)

Don't worry, it will still be funny, in my own twisted way… ;P

Also, lots of butterfly kisses for bluedragonstorm and Luv4RobPattz for the warm reviews! Love you all, my little D's! Yes. Those were AVPM references. Now Riddle me this, eh? ;)

I am really sorry, but my brain is a puddle of pudding. Anyway, onward to chapter 5! :D