Surprise, I am Your Veela!

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vodooman: I don't quite understand what you mean about Luna and Narcissa planning anything. There was no plan, there is no plan. At least that I know of. I shall Narcissa.

Narcissa is there a plan between yourself and Luna?

I'm receiving an aristocratic eyebrow raise. I shall take that as a no.

Chapter 4

Luna turned away from her window as Draco straightened from the fireplace. A bright smile graced her face. "Draco, you came!!" She walked, or I should say skipped over to Draco and promptly threw her arms around his neck. "It's so good to see you again. How are Lucas and Narcissa?" Draco hugged her close, feeling his mood lighten just by seeing her. Breathing her in.

Draco loosely laced his fingers to rest on her waist. "They are both well since the last time you saw them. How was brunch with Granger and Weaselette?"

Luna clapped her hands in excitement. "Brunch was lovely. Hermione has been planning madly for her upcoming wedding to Ronald and Ginny is doing well with the baby. It's going to be a girl you know."

Draco smiled indulgently. "Really, well congratulations to Weasley than."

"She's a Potter now Draco."

"Right, right. Did your owl make it back safely?"

Luna nodded, her hands resting on Draco's chest. "Ophelia should be back soon. It depends which direction she decided to take, she loves exploring. It's so nice of you to ask Draco." Rising on her tippee- toes, Luna gave Draco a quick peck on the cheek before turning around to her stove. "I hope you're hungry, I'm trying Molly Weasley's recipe for making broccoli cheddar soup and the shrimp balls are cooking in the oven."

"Shrimp balls?" Draco grinned, slipping his arms around Luna's waist and leaning his head on her shoulder.

Luna giggled. "It's shrimp rolled into pastry which are the shaped into round balls. They're quite tasty." She dipped her finger into the soup, tasting it. "Hmmm… needs more broccoli."

Draco beat her in reaching for the veggie and carefully broke it into bits over the pot. Luna leaned back against his chest as she watched his long fingers at work.

"Do you play the piano?"

Draco glanced down at her. "No, I do not have the patience for the task. Why do you ask?"

Luna reached out and grabbed onto his right hand. "You have piano fingers. Long, strong, you could easily reach octaves." She studied his hand, running a finger along his lifeline and tracing his fingers. Draco held perfectly still, watching Luna's expression. He could stand here all day like this.

Luna smiled up at him, pulling her mind out from her dream-state. "You put a shirt on this time."

Draco smirked. "Would you rather I didn't?"

Luna laughed, stirring the soup. "The Gumulus are disappointed. I think you look dashing."

Dashing. Draco grinned in spite of himself. Only Luna could call someone dashing and be perfectly serious. He now stepped back and admired her own attire. Large red heels peeked out from her white ankle length ruffle skirt, her toe nails a bright yellow; the exact shade of her ruffled yellow sleeveless shirt. Luna had tied her waist length hair with a large daisy into a side ponytail, covering one bare shoulder. On her ears were large bumblebees. She looked absolutely adorable.

"You look like spring Luna." Draco murmured, flushing when he actually spoke.

Luna shyly smiled. "What a lovely compliment Draco." She glanced over at the window to find Ophelia peering in. "Hello Ophelia, did you have a nice flight?" Ophelia hooted and gobbled the treat Luna extended. "Owls are so lovely aren't they? So smart."

"They are quite intelligent." Draco crossed his arms, leaning against the counter as he watched Luna coo at her bird. "I'm sure you have questions Luna. Maybe I can answer a few."

Luna hummed softly under her breath as she lifted the shrimp balls from the oven. "Oh that's alright Draco. I was going to speak to Fleur about a few things. Nothing too important. Ouch." She pulled her thumb away from the hot pan. Taking her wand from behind her ear, Luna easily lifted the appetizers onto a plate and set it on the table.

Draco reached out and grabbed her wrist, stopping her movement and humming. "Luna, look at me." He waited until she obeyed. He squeezed her wrist gently. "You can ask me any questions you have about myself being a Veela and our situation. I promise I won't get mad." He felt a shiver in Luna.

She cleared her throat. "Well, why don't we sit down first and begin our meal before questions." Luna smiled as Draco pulled out a chair for her.

Sipping her water, Luna found Draco watching her with heavy intensity.

"Ask me anything you're worried about."

Luna inhaled slowly before asking. "Does it hurt?"

Does it hurt? Draco patiently folded his hands under his chin. "Be more specific love."

Love. Luna paused as her mind processed it. He called her a pet name. Her heart jumped against her chest. She tilted her head to the side. "Does the marking hurt? Will it be painful for you or I?"

Draco reached out and squeezed her hand carefully. "The joining of our minds will be nothing more than a warm heat travelling between ourselves. Leaving my mark on you will be nothing more than a pinprick."

"Where will you mark me?" Luna leaned forward, her eyes avid in curiosity.

Draco smiled crookedly. "On your neck."

"Like a hickey?"

He laughed shortly. "Yeah, I guess you could call it that."

Luna nodded slowly. "What about the rest?"

Draco paused. "…Have you ever had sex Luna?"

"No."

Draco rubbed his thumb along her knuckles. "I will make your first time as painless as possible Luna."

Luna's face held no expression. "I suppose I should thank you for that. Have you ever had sex Draco?"

Draco bit the inside of his cheek. She was being honest with him, he'd be honest with her. "Yes I have."

"The girls in Hogwarts."

"Yes." He bit out.

Luna tilted her head to the side, her eyes holding his gaze. "Were they experienced?"

This was not where he expected the conversation to go. "A few were… Why are your asking?"

Luna pulled her hand out from under his, fiddling with her soupspoon. "No reason… I just…"

"Just what?" Draco's voice sounded rough and quite frankly a bit impatient.

"Dad always told me sex was supposed to be shared between a married couple because they love each other." She smiled sadly into his face. "I don't think I'll be very good."

Draco swallowed his nervous need to laugh. "Well you don't know Luna. It'll be your first time. I don't understand why you're worried."

"Because Draco, we're not in love. What if I don't please you?" Luna's gaze never wavered from his. Her hand idly stirred her spoon around in her soup, steam rising.

Draco rose from his chair, walked around the table and kneeled in front of Luna. He gript both of her hands. "Luna, no one in this world could care for you as much as I do. The Veela inside me will allow no one to ever take your place." He pressed a kiss on her knuckles. "You could never disappoint me Luna. In bed or in life. You are my life and if you left me, I would die at the age of 21 from a broken heart and loneliness." He kissed her palm, breathing in her warmth. He felt her tremble under his mouth, he could smell her tears. "Don't be afraid of me."

And people say Malfoys aren't romantic!!

Lashes blinked against watery grey eyes. Luna smiled brightly. "Oh Draco, that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me." Scooting down, Luna wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him gently on the mouth. Draco gently wrapped an arm around her waist and a hand around her neck, allowing her to set the pace.

Luna experimentally tilted her head to the side to deepen the kiss, her mouth firmly closed. Her fingers ran along Draco's shoulders and into his hair. She sighed softly, brushing her nose against Draco's cheek. A faint silver glow surrounded the pair. Draco smiled warmly, kissing her nose.

"You've accepted me."

Luna studied Draco's black-rimmed eyes. "What do the colour of your eyes mean?"

"When they darken I feel anger, sorrow, lust, loneliness… Any strong emotion really."

Luna traced his eyebrow and cheekbone with her fingertip. "What are you feeling right now?"

Draco smirked. "Happy. Deliriously happy." His tone deepened, causing Luna to shiver.

"I feel happy too."

"Luna-loon, are you home?" A deep male voice called out, followed by knocking.

Draco's head snapped to the door, his nostrils flaring, and his eyes black. And not from happiness either.

He was here.

"Don't answer that."

Luna rested a hand on his shoulder. "That's Rolf, Draco. Let me answer it." She rose to her feet, pulling Draco up with her. "Sit and smile Draco." He glanced up at her, his hackles on razor edge. She ran fingers through his hair. "Sit. Smile." She waited until he bared his teeth in a wide grimace. "Thank you. Coming!"

Luna glided to the door, opening it with a flourish. "Rolf! Come in! How are you?"

A tanned face grinned widely at her. "Never been better Luna-loon. You look absolutely stunning today."

Draco growled low in his throat in warning. How dare he look at her like that? He'll poke this wise-guy's eyes out!!

Luna blushed lightly. "Thank you. Come in, there's someone I'd like you to meet." She pulled Rolf into the kitchen to where Draco was sitting with a snarl on his face. "This is Draco Malfoy. Draco, this is my colleague and friend Rolf Scamander."

Luna Scamander.

Luna Lovegood Scamander.

That did not sound right at all.

Luna Malfoy, that sounded much better. Draco reached out and pulled Luna onto his lap, appraising his competition. Rolf stood about 5"10, quite broad, hands calloused. Much to calloused to touch Luna's skin. "Scamander." There was no competition, Draco had already won.

"Malfoy." The other man refrained from taking a step back. Or two. The man holding Luna showed great hostility towards Rolf and he had no idea why but he wanted to run and hide in a corner, away from those dark eyes. "I never knew you two were so close. Luna never mentioned you."

Draco bared his teeth, rage seeping from him. "She only mentioned you recently."

Rolf huffed, glancing at Luna. "How long have you two known each other Luna? Luna- loon?"

Luna whipped her head over to him, her eyes still a bit dreamy. "Hmm? Oh, Draco dropped by early this morning, around fourish." She smoothed down the back of Draco's hair. "It's been a bit of a long day."

"How long have you two been so… close?"

"Since this morning. Draco's my… boyfriend." She glance at Draco. "Aren't you?"

Draco nodded affirmatively. "Yes I am. I will also be your fiancée and eventually your husband." He glared daggers at Rolf. "And no one is going to get in my way."

Rolf gaped at Luna and Draco in disbelief. "Boyfriend? Luna, sweetie. You just met this guy and you're agreeing-"

Draco tensed in his seat, his arms tightening around Luna. "Don't call her sweetie. Luna is mine, not yours. Mine."

Rolf glared at him. "You have no right to claim Luna. She can make up her own mind. She does not belong to you."

"There's where you're wrong. Luna's chosen me and she does belong to me."

Luna calmly watched the two men glare at each other, neither one willing to back down. She hummed cheerfully before chirping. "So, who wants more soup?"

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