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The next day turned out to be horrible.

Alana was given detention for apparently 'mouthing off' as Amycus called it and was given even more time for trying to argue. Draco was disgusted by this but said nothing, he knew better and no doubt, his fellow Death Eaters expected better of him. Alana found trouble again in Muggle Studies when she laughed at something Neville had said. He'd asked how much Muggle blood the Carrows had and Alana just couldn't help herself. She was given another two hours of detention that would be served the next day.

She wisely kept her trap shut the rest of the day.

When night fell, she found herself again in the dungeons with the usual troublemakers it seemed. Seamus tried to give her an encouraging smile but Alana could barely return it before Alecto hit her with a Crucio and forced the boys and girls to watch as she was tortured. Neville, Seamus and a few others attempted to help her but Amycus chained them to the wall and asked if anyone else wanted to try and help. No one said a word after that. Alana was picked on the most that night, even going so far as to take the hits for other students. Draco's words echoed in her mind at one point and she actually smiled while being punished. By the end of the night, she could barely move and she was certain that some of her ribs were broken.

"Lana!" Seamus and Neville helped her up and to the hospital wing. They received quite a surprise when they arrived. Malfoy and Blaise where there, seemingly waiting, as though they'd known that Alana would be brought there. Upon seeing them, the feisty kitten pushed her friends off and hobbled to a bed, collapsing with a hiss of pain.

Draco jumped to his feet the moment he heard the sound.

"Malfoy!" He stiffened when he heard his name come from her cracked and bleeding lips. "Sit. Down." Slowly, the blonde Death Eater sat down, his eyes trained on her. Seamus and Neville were genuinely shocked by the control Alana had over the Malfoy heir and could only manage to cough to mask their laughs. Poppy closed the curtains around the bed and started to treat the injured girl, as the two other boys insisted she needed help more than they did.

"Miss Sparks, you will not be leaving here tonight," The plump woman told her firmly. "I can't have you moving about and injuring yourself further!"

"Lana, just do as she says," Blaise chuckled.

"Agreed," Seamus nodded. "It's for the best that ya stay here till morning." The curtain was pushed back, revealing Alana to be dressed in the hospital garb with white bandages peeking out from below the collar. Her face was still bruised and swollen but the cuts had all been healed

"Am I allowed to stay?" Draco spoke up.

"Why ever would I allow you to stay?" She snorted. "It's past your bedtime anyway, Mr. Malfoy, you too Mr. Zabini." Blaise smiled and stood.

"Sweet dreams," He smiled at Alana as he left, followed by Neville and Seamus after they said goodbye as well.

"Because I'm Head Boy," He bit out.

"Unless you have a more valid reason, then I am going to have to ask you to leave," Poppy told him. Alana looked at her fellow Head student and sighed, silently telling him to tell the mediwitch the truth, no matter how much she hated it.

"Are you aware that I am more than half Veela?" Poppy gave him a shocked look, she knew his family was known for having the Veela gene but she hadn't been aware that Draco had actually inherited it. It sometimes skipped a generation. "And that Sparks here is my mate?"

"I see," She looked between them. "In that case... you may stay, Mr. Malfoy, but I must ask that you refrain from touching Miss Sparks, even if she is your mate."

"Of course," He smirked. Draco pulled his chair up beside Alana's bed and sat down, still smirking. Poppy gave each of them a look before she disappeared, blowing out the candles she'd lit. Alana had been the last student to wander in after the detention, so she and Draco were alone now. "You look like shite," He suddenly snorted. "You didn't look this bad last time."

"Well, you know me, can't keep my mouth shut," She bit out as she eased herself onto her back. "Being Gryffindor and all, I just had to save my fellow students." Draco glared at her for this.

"You're one stupid bint you know that?" It was Alana's turn to glare now. "Absolutely barmy too."

"Do shut up," She groaned. "You're giving me a headache," Draco could only smirk at her. She closed her eyes and sighed, wincing slightly as her still healing ribs shifted. The young Veela watched over his mate, his eyes never leaving her face as he listened to the sound of her light breathing. It began to even out and her winces of pain lessened as she slipped into the black oblivion of slumber. Draco felt himself becoming tired from watching her and had a small debate. Slip into bed with her and risk getting a bloody nose in the morning or take the bed behind him.

Don't much feel like having her punch me. He sighed to himself and stood. Looking at Alana, he reached down and brushed his fingers over a bruised cheek before he turned and sat on the other bed. Toeing off his shoes, he swung his legs up and stretched out, putting his hands behind his head, under the pillow. With one last quick glance towards his future mate, Draco shut his eyes and willed himself to sleep.

-X-X-X-

"Oh Merlin... yes..!" A soft voice moaned as two very naked beings moved against one another at a comfortable pace. Alana realized that she was the one who had moaned and she realized that she was the one currently experiencing pleasure she'd never known. Hazel eyes met glowing silver as her hands tangled in white-blonde tresses. "Draco!" Hold on... Draco? She blinked and gasped – half from shock, half from pleasure – as she realized the man above her was in fact Draco Malfoy. A smirk curled on his lips as he thrust into her hard, making her arch.

"Say it again," He purred, kissing her neck. Alana couldn't believe what she was seeing... and feeling but something compelled her to keep going.

"Draco," She moaned out his name. Suddenly, Draco craned his neck up and smirked at something. Alana soon realized that she was watching Draco make love to her and started backing away, horrified.

"This is what you could have if you'd only accept me," He grinned, thrusting hard into her dream self. Alana clenched her eyes shut and screamed.

-X-X-X-

"Sparks... Sparks!" Alana shot up, nearly knocking heads with the person trying to wake her. "What's wrong?" Hazel clashed with silver as she tried to catch her breath.

"A nightmare," She told him. To her, what she'd seen, was definitely a nightmare. She would never give into Malfoy and sleep with him, she just wouldn't. "I'm fine."

"Well, now that you're up, Madame Pomfrey says you're free to go," Alana smiled at this. She made Draco move so she could pull the curtain and change into her robes. Once she was done, she carefully stood and walked out, thanking the mediwitch as she did so. "Sparks, you sure you can make it?" He asked, a tad worried that her still healing injuries would slow her down.

"Yes, Malfoy," She bit out. Stubbornly, she straightened her back and walked as quickly as possible, putting some distance between them. Draco shook his head and followed her, ready to react if she needed help. Surprisingly, she made it to class just fine and just before the bell too. Slughorn started class and told them they would be working in partners; Draco barely paid any attention to him as he named off the pairs.

"Miss Sparks and Mr. Malfoy," This caught his attention. He grinned as Alana moved to sit next to him, though she refused to look at him or even acknowledge him. "We'll be working on an Elixir to induce Euphoria. At the end of class, I want each group to make two vials. One will be given to me and the other will be for that group. You will decide which of you will test the potion tonight. Now, you may begin." Everyone scrambled for ingredients. Draco made Alana remain in her seat while he got the ingredients and set up their table.

"I'm not completely useless, Malfoy," She huffed.

"You can brew the potion while I prepare the ingredients," He told her. Alana scowled but relented and worked on brewing the potion. Soon, it turned sunshine yellow as it was described in the books and had an aromatic scent to it. Unsurprisingly, Seamus managed to make his potion explode, earning a laugh from Alana and several others. When class ended, she made two vials, putting one in her pocket while she left the other, labeled with her and Draco's name, on Professor Slughorn's desk. "Which of us will be testing it?"

"I don't trust you," She snorted. "You're likely to jump and molest me," He gave a wolfish smile. "So I'll be testing it."

"Head House then tonight?" She nodded and he grinned. Alana was starting to have trouble moving as they walked and slowed down so her ribs didn't shift as much. Draco noticed and fell back with her, casting her a concerned look.

"I'm fine," She hissed, fighting through the pain to move ahead of him. Draco scowled and followed her, groaning as they were caught in the hall when the bell rang. They rushed to class and Alecto grinned cruelly.

"Detention again, Miss Sparks," She told her. Alana didn't say anything as she went to sit with Seamus. Class wore on, with Alecto voicing how disgusting and horrible Muggle's were. When it ended, Alana went ahead of Draco again and went to her next class with Seamus.

"How are ya feelin'?" He asked as they walked.

"Better," She grunted. "Still hurts a bit but it's nothing I can't handle," She grinned a bit and Seamus shook his head. They reached class and once again, Professor Mcgonagall pulled her aside.

"What you did last night was both brave and stupid," She sighed. "I appreciate that you're willing to save your fellow students from harm but what good would it do if one day you end up in St. Mungo's?" Alana looked down then. "I advise you to just keep to yourself tonight, if you can manage that."

"I'll try, Professor," The old witch nodded and stepped back into the room with her. Alana carefully sat down next to Seamus and took notes as always, though she kept thinking about the dream she'd had. She vaguely wondered if Malfoy had anything to do with it... well, she wondered if he had some how influenced the dream. She soon brushed aside those thoughts and focused on her school work. The day passed by slowly, and when lunch came, Alana received three roses and four lilies from Draco. She blushed and smelled them, smiling at the fresh scent. The Gryffindor's were still unaware of who was sending her the flowers but Seamus and Neville, and even Ginny had a feeling they knew who it was. Quickly, Alana went up to the Head House and put them in her room before she dashed back down and to class. Her ribs weren't bothering her as much as they had been earlier and for that she was thankful. The day dragged on and all too soon, it was time for her four hour detention. She'd eaten all she could at dinner and wore an old pair of clothes that she didn't mind having destroyed.

"Malfoy?" She gasped when she saw the shock of blonde hair in the dim dungeon light. He gave her a look that told her to keep silent as she was lined up with the others. Alana found herself trembling as the Carrows explained the reason behind Draco's being there and silently wished she could just disappear. The girls were led away while the boys remained with Amycus and Draco, who had no qualms with beating them up. There were only two girls tonight, Alana and some very timid looking girl from Ravenclaw. Alecto enjoyed torturing the Ravenclaw girl but she saved the best for Alana. She used Crucio on her multiple times, but not to the point that she would go crazy, just enough to have the young witch screaming and sobbing, begging for forgiveness. About halfway through, Draco appeared, wiping blood from his hands as he walked towards Alecto.

"We've been asked to have Malfoy here practice his skills," Alecto grinned. "Go on then, practice your spells," She stepped back and Alana watched as he drew his wand. Her heart was racing as he looked between her and the Ravenclaw girl, deciding which to torture first. He couldn't hurt her, he couldn't... Alana kept chanting this in her mind as she watched Draco's every move. He shot a spell at the Ravenclaw who screeched and writhed. Alana was not spared though as Alecto continued her assault on her. Through blurred vision, she watched as the Malfoy heir tensed and hissed lowly, not liking that his mate was being tortured before him. Alecto suddenly stopped and motioned for Draco, grinning almost gleefully. "I want you to cast the Cruciatus on her," She giggled. His silver eyes narrowed dangerously then and Alana gulped.

"Any more and she'll go mad," He bit out. Thinking quickly, he thought of a spell he could use that wouldn't really hurt her but would satisfy Alecto to a certain degree. "Levicorpus!" Alana screeched as she was pulled into the air, hung by her ankles. Alecto grinned at this and cast a few spells at the now vulnerable Gryffindor. It continued this way until it was time to switch. When Amycus came in, he immediately turned his gaze to Alana and uncoiled his whip. The brunette gulped as she pushed herself off the floor and stood on her feet. The Ravenclaw girl was allowed to leave, as she only had two hours of detention, leaving Alana by herself. Panic settled in the pit of her stomach and her fight-or-flight mechanism was triggered.

She chose flight.

Before Amycus could reach her, Alana ran to the other side of the room and pressed herself flush against the wall, eyes darting about wildly. Draco desperately tried to motion for her to stop running and just let it happen but she wouldn't listen to reason.

"Wait, I'll deal with her!" He blurted before Amycus could reach her. He turned to look at the young boy and smirked, motioning for him to move towards Alana. He did so quickly and stood in front of her, blocking her from view. "Sparks, no matter what happens, I want you to know that I'm... I'm sorry and that I'll do everything I can to make it up to you."

"Just get it over with," She moaned, holding back a sob as she realized she had no means of escape. Draco gave her a look that expressed how much pain he was in for having to do what he was about to do. Without another word, he chained her up, hanging her from the ceiling and took the whip. With a shuddering breath, he pulled his arm back and snapped it forward, cringing when he heard his mate scream. Everything in him was screaming at him to stop, telling him that what he was doing was wrong and that his mate would hate him for it. He soon could not continue and dropped the whip, leaving the room. He crouched outside, hands covering his ears so he couldn't hear Alana's cries but it did little to help. With his heightened senses, he could hear everything clearly and it was killing him. Two hours came and went and he heard the door squeak open. He jumped to his feet and stared in shock as his mate stumbled out.

She looked almost on the verge of death.

"Oh Merlin..." He whispered.

"Help..." Was all she could manage before she started falling forward. Draco caught her in his arms and lifted her up, rushing to the hospital wing. Poppy was horrified by the state Alana arrived in and immediately set to work, giving her a blood-replenishing potion before she gave her Skele-grow. She healed what she could and bandaged her up before she allowed Draco to see her.

"Watch over her," The woman gave him a stern look. Draco nodded and took up what was quickly becoming his normal spot beside Alana's bed. She remained asleep while the Veela remained wide awake, wanting to be awake when she opened her eyes. In the wee hours of the morning, Draco found himself struggling to remain awake and would have fallen asleep had Alana not begun to awaken. Her whimper of pain sent a jolt through him and he sat so straight one might think he had a metal rod in his shirt or something.

"Sparks," He whispered. Pain filled hazel eyes opened and locked with worried silver.

"That hurt, Malfoy," He could see the pain in her eyes and knew what she was talking about.

"Do you hate me for it?" He asked, holding his breath.

"No," She replied after a few tense moments. Draco released his held breath and let his head fall against the bed near her side. "We still have to test our potion," She let out a wheezing laugh.

"You really are like Granger," He chuckled. "You sure you want to test it right now?" Draco pulled the vial out of his pocket. He'd gone up to the Head House after dinner and gotten the vial just in case and had wanted to test it himself but thought better of it.

"If I'm going to be stuck up here, I might as well be happy," She tried to smile at him. Draco rolled his eyes and uncorked the vial. Putting one hand on the back of her head, he helped her to tilt her head before he put the vial to her lips and tipped it. He watched the yellow liquid flow into her mouth and pulled the vial away when she swallowed. "Did you add peppermint when I wasn't looking?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Sev told me a few tricks," He laughed. "It's to counter certain side-effects," Alana nodded and her eyes brightened as a smile tugged at her lips. "I'm guessing it's a success?"

"Hmm, what do you think?" She giggled. Draco blinked and stared at her. He'd never heard her giggle before.

"From the way you are giggling, I'd say it is," He smirked.

"I'm really happy even though I'm in a hell of a lot of pain," She smiled. She slapped a hand over her mouth then and stared at Draco with wide eyes. "Excuse my language."

"I think Blaise is finally getting to you," He laughed. Alana suddenly reached out and touched his cheek, smiling. Draco's smile fell and he leaned into the light touch, keeping his eyes locked with hers the whole time.

"You need it, don't you?" She asked with a smile. The blonde nodded and lifted his hand, covering hers and pressing it to his cheek. He inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, basking in his mate's touch and scent. Alana soon pulled her hand away, still smiling at him, and giggled at the annoyed look on his face when she did so. "That's all you get," She stuck her tongue out childishly. Draco growled at her but she only giggled.

"I think you need to go to sleep," He huffed.

"But I'm too happy to go to sleep," She smiled.

"Don't make me get Madame Pomfrey," He growled at her. Alana pouted rather cutely and huffed as she closed her eyes. Draco kept an eye on her and watched as she finally fell asleep. Well, he knew they'd be getting a good grade in potions the next day. With a sigh, the blonde got up and rested on the other bed, falling asleep quickly.

-X-X-X-

It was soon Thanksgiving and Alana had since managed to stay out of trouble – though this was partly due to Seamus, Neville, Draco, Blaise and members of the DA. Many of the students celebrated the holiday and a few even snuck in some firewhiskey to have their own celebrations in the common rooms.

Alana stayed far away from it.

"Lana, ya are pretty," Seamus slurred, wrapping an arm around her.

"And you're drunk," She said pointedly.

"Not really," He grinned. "I've only had uh... two glasses," He laughed. "It takes about five to get me drunk!"

"I think you're lying," She smiled. "You know I don't like drunken men hanging on me. Friend or not, off with you." The Irishman pouted but gave her a hug and left her alone. Alana continued to survey the part that was now going on in the Gryffindor common room and sighed, forcing back a shudder at the memory of two years ago. "Hey, Neville, I'm leaving," She called over the music. The boy seemed to understand and nodded. The brunette got up and left, wandering the halls in search of somewhere to go. She could have gone back to the Head House but she would have had no one to talk to and books could only keep her attention for so long before she grew bored of reading the same material. She could go to the Pit but she wasn't sure what was going on down there either. Sighing, Alana decided to see what the Slytherin's were doing.

"Whoa, I don't think you want to go in there," Blaise suddenly stopped her. He gave her a knowing smile and she nodded, realizing that the Slytherin's were also throwing a party and most likely had firewhiskey as well. "Let's go to the Great Hall, shall we?" He smiled and wrapped an arm around her. The two walked in silence and took a seat at the mostly empty Slytherin table. The only ones there were all the younger students but even then, there weren't many. The food was delicious as always of course and there was plenty to go around. "So tell me, has your answer about Draco changed at all?" He spoke in a low voice.

"Yes and no," She sighed. "I still don't trust him like I do you but I've found that he is rather nice and all the flowers he gives me," She smiled lightly. "It really is quite sweet of him. The only thing I can't stand is how possessive he is."

"It's how he is, or rather its how the Veela is," Blaise chuckled. "The Veela in him see's any other male as a threat to him and he's compelled to drive them off. The Veela also see's the other male as a threat to you, so he becomes possessive because he thinks the other boy will either take you away from him or hurt you."

"How do you know all this?" Alana questioned.

"Not only did I grow up with you and your family, but I also grew up with Draco so his father always used to tell us stuff about Veela," He explained.

"That makes sense," She nodded. "But I just... I'm just not ready for that kind of thing," She took a sip out of her goblet. "I'm not ready to be... his mate or even a wife. I'm only seventeen, Blaise."

"I know you're not ready," He wrapped an arm around her. "Drake won't do anything unless you're ready. Remember, it's up to you to decide your own fate with him," She nodded and leaned against him. They both looked up when the mail arrived and Alana spotted her gray barn owl. It landed gracefully in front of them and gave her the letter in its beak. Blaise fed the bird and they watched it leave before they turned to the envelope in the brunette's hand. It was addressed to Alana and Blaise.

"Well, that's odd," She murmured.

"Open it," Blaise urged. Alana carefully opened it, pulled out the letter and unfolded it.

To our dearest daughter and Blaise,

I should hope you are both reading this as we have fabulous news for you both! Alana, your mother and I have been working on our family tree as of late and we came across something interesting. It seems that, on your mothers side, we are related to the Zabini's, making you a cousin to Blaise.

Alana let out a loud shriek and squealed as she hugged Blaise who let out a sound of happiness. Settling down, they continued to read the letter.

Your great-great grandfather was a Zabini, when he married and had a child, they had your great grandfather and when he married your great grandmother, they had a son, your grandfather who then married your grandmother and they had a daughter, who is your mother. So your mother's name is actually Layla Sparks nee Zabini. We were not aware of this as when her parent's died, they asked that she take her mothers maiden name, which was River. We're not sure how this was all kept from us for so long but Blaise's mother approached us a few days ago with some family records and we all just put it together. I do hope you two take this news well. Love always, Mother, Father, Jack, and Rosabella.

Alana squealed and hugged Blaise tightly and he hugged her back.

"Cousins?" He repeated, still shocked. "We're cousins? Oh Merlin! This is fantastic!" He stood and spun around with Alana in his arms. He set her down and smiled, hugging her close. "Merlin, I can't believe it! I knew there was a reason I felt like you were more of a sibling to me than any of the other girls."

"Well, we have our answer, Blaise," She smiled. "Want to have a little fun?" She smirked and Blaise raised an eyebrow.

"What kind of fun are we talking here?" He asked with a grin.

"Oh just the kind that involves waking Malfoy up at an ungodly hour when he has a hangover and telling him our great news," Blaise threw his head back and laughed.

"Oh, Alana, I do so love the way you think," He smirked. "I totally agree," Alana smirked and went back to the Head House. She heard a loud groan from Draco's room and smirked before she left.

"Blaise, meet me here around five in the morning," She smiled. "Just knock a few times and I'll open it for you."

"Alright, see you then," He smiled and hugged her before leaving. Alana smiled and went to bed, smiling happily.

-X-X-X-

Alana awoke a little before five and jumped out of bed, quickly washing and dressing before she went to wait in the living room. She heard the knocks on the portrait and jumped up, pushing it open for Blaise to get in.

"Ready?" He grinned as they snuck into Draco's room. "Lumos," A small beam of light appeared on the tip of his wand. Alana giggled at how they found Draco. He was sprawled out on his bed, shirt undone, pants thrown on the floor carelessly. He wore Slytherin green silk boxers which had the brunette giggling. "3...2...1... Go!" Blaise and Alana jumped on the bed, waking Draco up with a startled yelp.

"What the fuck? Are you two fucking stupid or something?" He roared. "Let a man sleep! I've got a pounding headache. Ugh!"

"But we have something to tell you, Drake," Blaise smirked as the torches around the room lit up.

"Can't it wait until I'm actually awake?" He groaned softly.

"Nope," Alana grinned.

"Tell me and get out," He growled.

"Alana and I are cousins," Blaise grinned, pulling the girl into a hug.

"Great now get out," His head thumped back on the pillow before his eyes shot open again. "Wait! You two are fucking related?" Alana slapped his shoulder for his language.

"Yep, we just found out," Alana smirked.

"Oh Merlin save me," He groaned.

"So I can officially call her my sister!" Blaise told him cheerily. "Which means I also get to play more interference," He smirked at the Veela.

"If you two are finished, would you kindly leave?" He muttered, scrubbing his hands over his face. The two got up and left. Draco listened, though his head was throbbing like he'd been hit one too many times with a Bludger, as Blaise and Alana said their goodbyes. He heard the portrait open and close and then he heard Alana's light footsteps... coming towards his room. Cracking his eyes open, he watched as she crept into his room and stood beside his bed.

"It's really quite shocking really," She admitted, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Finding out I'm related to the Zabini's and all."

"Mmmhmm, that means if we get married, I'll be related to Blaise in a way," He gave a tired smirk.

"Keep dreaming, Malfoy," She smirked back. She gave a startled gasp when Draco rolled over, threw his arms around her waist, and pulled her down. "Malfoy!" She screeched softly.

"Relax, Sparks," He mumbled. "You owe me for all the nights I stayed in the hospital wing. You also owe me for waking me up when you knew I would have a massive hangover."

"I am not a teddy bear, Malfoy," She grumbled.

"No, but the contact is helping me feel so much better," He sighed happily. Alana bit her lip and sighed, realizing that Draco probably would not relinquish his hold on her anytime soon.

"If I promise to stay here, in this bed, will you let me go?" Draco's eyes flickered to her face and a smile tugged at his lips.

"Whatever you say," He smirked. He slowly uncoiled his arms and scooted back, giving her some room. He sat up and threw his shirt off, scowling at how it looked and smelled. Alana turned so her back was facing him and yawned, tired now after all the excitement. Draco was smiling as he watched her, even after the torches went out, he could see her clearly thanks to his heightened vision. He couldn't believe that she was in his bed, albeit she wasn't naked like he wanted her, but nonetheless, she was sharing a bed with him! He would have liked it better if he were holding her but Draco hadn't gained enough of her trust yet to do so. Soon though, soon I'll have her trust. He thought with a smile. He closed his eyes happily, content that his mate was in bed with him.


Bwuahahahaha! I bet you didn't expect that one! Blaise and Alana are cousins! Gotta love them tag-teaming Draco when he has a hangover XD Want more? Wait till next time! Hope to see lots of reviews! Till next time! Love you all!