So, as promised 2 parts up this week. We're getting to some interactions now, parts much more fun for me to write about. I own nothing. Thanks for reading, and please REVIEW. The inspiration to write comes from you guys.
Dear Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy,
I have received your letter concerning the condition of your son. We are rather surprised that a Veela shall be attending our school, as it hasn't occurred for at least 200 years! As excited as we are to have your son at our school, we understand that he will have to be put under special accommodations. As soon as we find out who your son's mate is we shall move them into the same living space. For now, we have given him the esteemed position of Head Boy, to aid him in his search for his mate, if she is attending Hogwarts at this time. If she is not here at Hogwarts, the position will allow him to leave on 'errands' outside of Hogwarts grounds. He shall continue his search outside Hogwarts if needed. I assure you Narcissa and Lucius, he will not die in our care, and we will help him find her. We wish him the best of luck this year, and we shall keep him constantly protected,
Sincerely,
Headmistress Minerva McGonagall
Hermione POV:
Pushing her cart at a determined pace, Hermione quickly entered platform 9 ¾ with a contented smile on her face. She was going home, to the place she felt loved, accepted, and happy. Hogwarts. Searching through the crowd, she spotted an unruly, inky mass of hair standing amiss a sea of red heads.
"HARRY! RON!" she shouted, quickly dropping her bags and running towards them. Before either could react, Hermione had jumped up and given them a bone crushing hug, practically tackling them to the floor. Ron was the first to react to her attack.
"H-Hermione? Merlin 'Mione you look so different!" He said as he gave her an appraising look. She blushed, feeling uncomfortable under his intense gaze. Yes, she had a slight crush on Ronald a few months ago, but that was the past. She realized that being with Ron would mean settling, and she wasn't ready to commit to him until she had considered all her… options. Hermione was all woman now, and she could even feel Harry's shocked gaze on her. No longer hiding behind big, bushy hair or baggy clothes, her best friends were finally seeing her as a girl, no, a woman. She felt the rush of power that only comes from confidence in oneself. She had been too concerned with others during the war, and now she reveled in giving herself such power.
The only Weasley that was not surprised walked up to her, grinning smugly. Ginny leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I told you, all you needed was a new makeover. You look great. I trust you're wearing a new set? I can practically feel your confidence oozing into the air".
Hermione just sent her a surprisingly devious smirk before mouthing 'sky blue'. Turning to the boys, she finally allowed herself to take in her best friends' appearances. Both had grown surprisingly taller; in one summer they both grew to be 6'1 or 6'2. Either way they towered over her tiny form. Ron's hair was slightly swept to the side now, and he looked slightly more mischievous. Harry's was slightly shorter, but in a shaggy disarray still. Both looked slightly more rugged, but significantly happier.
'The searches must have been successful. I have to rant at them soon, but not now. Not in front of the family.' she thought. She went to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, hugging them and promising to keep in touch. Hermione had spent many lonely days at the burrow, Ginny had become a very close friend of hers over the summer, hence the shopping. She felt loved and comforted by the Weasley family, more than her own. Even though her parents' memories were restored, she still felt a distance between herself and her parents.
Shaking off the unwanted thoughts of the effects of war, Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him to the train. Turning to give one last wave to her second family, she stepped onto the train. Instantly she began to purr, loudly.
'Dear Merlin not again.' She thought.
Draco POV:
Walking to Platform 9 ¾, Draco felt a cocky confidence overtake his persona. He couldn't help it. Everywhere he went, he could hear the gasps of girls around him, feeling the changes in their auras, and smelling the arousal of, surprisingly, both genders around him.
'It would have been so awkward to be in the Slytherin boys dorms with my heightened senses. Thank goodness I made Head Boy this year. Only one hormonal teenager to deal with every day.'
He had almost stepped onto the train, when he suddenly felt a wave of jealousy and rage wash over him. He could feel his claws elongating, so he quickly shoved his hands in the pockets of his pants. Hopping to avoid suspicious glances of the students and families around him, he quietly stepped onto the back end of the train.
Suprisingly, he was met with the smirking face of his godfather. "Come with me my boy, I can already tell she is close. You need to get inside, for the protection of the other students," Snape said.
"Of course Severus," Draco replied. His father had told him that he should do whatever his professors told him to do, for the protection and safety of the other students and his mate. He had stared at him incredulously. How could he possibly think he would hurt his mate? He loved her.
Draco was cut off from his musing when his godfather led him into a large compartment at the end of the train. Surprisingly, he could see the face of Headmistress McGonagall staring back at him.
"Hello, my dear. Please sit down and… calm yourself for a moment." McGonagall said to him.
'How did she know I was angry? I hid the claws and… oh my eyes must be black like Emilia said.' Draco thought.
"Draco, please let me see your hands," Severus called, with an intrigued look in his eyes. Reluctantly, Draco pulled both his hands out of his pockets. He had made holes in his pockets from his claws, so he quickly muttered a spell to fix them. With a quick warning for them not to touch the dangerous claws, Draco let his thoughts wander. His mate, he could almost feel her… she felt near.
Suddenly Draco picked up a faint purring sound coming from the other end of the train. Not even stopping to think, Draco whipped up from his seat, immediately yanking the door. It. Would. Not. Budge. He was enraged. How dare they try to keep him from his love?
'Attack them' His Veela called to him. "They locked us here. We have to get out to find her. She is calling to us. Her heavenly beauty is left alone, in this train full of horny teenagers. We have to protect her. NOW DRACO,".
He jumped on the seat in front of the shocked professors. Not even noticing the bloody hands of his godfather, suspiciously in the shape of claw marks, he started to growl. His eyes were glowing a magnificent ice blue. His pheromones were also released, causing very awkward situation for Headmistress McGonagall and Professor Snape. Pounced and ready to attack he growled out. "Let me out, I have to find her. NOW".
Hermione POV:
"I'm heading to the Head's compartment" Hermione shouted, hoping to hide the purring by speaking louder. Mortified, she ran away from her friends towards the front of the train. Finding the compartment and closing the door quickly, she flopped down onto the seats, not even noticing the lavish accommodations. Covering her face with her hands and closing her eyes, Hermione stopped restraining her purring self. The sound reverberated around her. She realized the sound was causing her chest to vibrate with its intensity.
Thinking it would go away if she waited, she started to focus on the darkness that lay behind her closed eyes. Only that didn't last long either. Brief flashes of her dream man filled her vision. Vivid moments, as if her dreams followed her into the real world, flashed cross her vision like a movie. His shirtless body. His beautiful wings. His deep ice blue eyes. The way he caressed her. Their first kiss. And finally their last embrace, in the depths of their lake. The promises of encountering each other soon. As the visions ended, she sat up as if she were electrocuted. She felt compelled to leave the compartment.
Walking briskly and no longer caring that the other students could hear her purring, Hermione made her way down the train's aisle. She continued to walk past each compartment, her purring increasing in intensity as she went. She heard a commotion coming near the end of the train, a deep growling coming from the inside. It didn't scare her. It…aroused her, strange as it was. She had to get in there. Placing her hand on the door to the compartment, the growling abruptly stopped.
A pained whimper sounded from the other side of the door. It hurt her deep in her heart to hear, and she gasped in response to the pain. A strangled cry came in response and a voice whispered "My Mia…".
Shocked beyond belief she responded as she would in her dreams, "Yes, I'm here. Your Mia is here."
A feral, outraged cry came from the other side, and she heard his voice panting harshly, "If you value your life Severus, you will open that door. I will not ask again before I hurt you. Open that goddamned door, or I will make you".
Hearing his voice outside of her dreams was disorienting, and she took a deep breath to calm herself. That did not help. That did not help at all.
'Damn. That smells so good' she thought as she took in the scent sandalwood along with the feeling of warmth and sunshine. Every time she took a breath she imagined her dream man in the summer field embracing her lovingly. She was melting into such a state of arousal, so focused on her inner musings that she didn't notice the compartment door open until she looked up. There stood her dream man in all his glory. His wings had burst through the confines of his black shirt, leaving a shredded pile of fabric behind him. He was beautiful, real, and dear Merlin, she was doomed. Her savior, her lover, her dream man was none other than the man who bullied her for seven years. The man who caused her so much pain for being muggle born. Her tormentor, her own personal hell. Draco. Fucking. Malfoy.
Woo that felt so good to write! Finally getting to the good stuff. Sorry it's shorter, but it had to end there. Will write soon, but no promises as to when. Love and best wishes, REVIEW!
Love,
~ Dreaming ~
