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 / Thank you to the people who reviewed! They made my day! Thank you for putting this story on alerts as well! And faves too! I can't thank you enough! I hope you enjoy this chapter!


Chapter 11:

She woke up to the sound of kisses and the pressure she felt on her bare neck. She turned around slowly with her eyes still closed and nestled further into the warmth, wrapping her arms around him while trying to get more sleep. As if he didn't get the hint, Draco continued trailing kisses on her head. She grumbled something incoherent and opened her eyes and dark silver eyes greeted her morning.

"Morning," She flushed, realizing that his eye colour had turned darker, signifying lust and the need to mate.

"Morning." He growled, the vibration of his voice made her shiver as her hand touched his injuries.

"Are you feeling better?" She asked as she sat up.

"Yes, I am." Draco said as he pulled her down again, hiding himself in her hair, near her neck. "You smell absolutely mouth-watering, love."

'Again with the love.' Hermione smiled a bit hesitantly and kept quiet.

"I need you right now." Draco growled, his tongue danced around her neck. "Too delicious."

"Draco." She said, pulling away a bit. She reddened when she saw that his eyes were darker and filled with lust. "You seriously-"

Draco grunted and pulled her closer to him, there was literally no air between them. Her blush deepened when she felt his member getting hard against her.

Hermione cleared her throat and tried to wriggle out but nothing happened, his arms were trapping her tightly against himself. She sighed in frustration and laid awkwardly as his member went rock hard at her movements.

Hermione closed her eyes as she felt his lips trail down from her forehead to the corner of her lips. She shivered at the tingles that ran through her body at every touch he left on her.

She gasped when his soft, warm lips pressed onto her lips. It was slow and gentle at first, then, Draco seemed a bit impatient. He ran his tongue across her bottom lip and she opened her mouth slightly, his tongue made its way into her mouth immediately. She groaned slightly when their tongue battle for dominance. During that process, her hand seems to have found their way into his hair—her slender fingers were woven into his blonde, tousled hair, pulling him closer to her. She felt his arms tightened around her waist and his lips formed a slight smirk.

"Mrs. Weasley, I think it'll be alright." Harry's voice boomed through the room Hermione and Draco were in. It was so sudden Hermione immediately hid her red face under the crook of Draco's neck while Draco snarled in annoyance.

"Oh dear!" Molly jumped in surprise and uneasiness at the activity she assumed the couple was engaged in. Harry sniggered and wasn't bothered to cover up his amusement. "I think we should take this somewhere else."

"NO!" Hermione exclaimed, jumping out from her sort-of-boyfriend's embrace. "I mean, erm, you don't have to."

Harry seemed unable to cover up his amusement at his best friend's situation with his ex-enemy. He burst out laughing as he clutched onto the nearby wall. Hermione tried to scowl at her best friend, but she found herself unable to as her embarrassment increased when her redheaded friends appeared in the room.

"Why are Granger's cheeks crimson?" George asked.

"Looks the same as our hair, doesn't it?" Fred continued.

One look at Harry who was still laughing and the couple's current position, they understood.

"Got walked-in, didn't you?" Ginny grinned and shook her head.

"It's all his fault." Hermione said, but her voice was muffled. "He started it."

Ginny, Fred and George laughed and a pink-cheeked Mrs. Weasley left the room, muttering about making breakfast.

Draco frowned when his mate's finger pointed at him and looked at the room occupants before closing his eyes and pulled her closer to him.

"I think we should probably go." Ginny laughed. "I hope we can play some quidditch outside today."

Their voices faded away as the four teenagers filed out the room, leaving another two alone again. Hermione fidgeted uneasily and stood up to leave the room.

"Hey." He said softly as he stood up. He looked like he was about to pass out soon. "Woah, head rush."

"No, no, no." Hermione sighed, rushing towards him and steadied him before gently setting him back on the bed. She conjured a cup of water and fed him some blood-replenishing potion before she sat down next to him. She turned towards him and was about to say something when his mouth captured hers again.

"Hmm." Hermione squirmed. She tried to say something but Draco's tongue slipped into her mouth. It would be a lie if she said she didn't like it. She liked the kisses a lot. Every touch from him left trails of fire, not that she'd admit that to anyone even though they're mates.

Slowly, her hands wove into his already tousled hair and moved closer to him. His arms snaked around her waist, pulling her closer as she moved.

A flash of light broke them apart. They saw Fred and George standing by the door with their magi-cam waving at them. They grinned at the previously engaged couple and ran out, laughing as they whooped in victory.

"Ugh!" Hermione groaned and made a move to run after them when Draco stopped her.

"Let them."

She sighed and sat down again, knowing that she'll never get the pictures back anyway. Hermione fixed the pillow and sat down on the bed. "Get some sleep. You're still weak. I'll be right here."

Draco didn't reply. His eyelids were drooping slowly. His hand searched for Hermione's for assurance, to make sure she wasn't leaving soon.

She stayed for a while, watching him sleep. Gently, she pried her fingers from his grip and leaned forward, hesitantly placing a soft kiss on his forehead as she smoothed his hair. She walked towards the door and looked at him again before leaving to continue with her day.


With Narcissa and Lucius

"Do you not care about him at all?" Narcissa raged. She had just told Lucius about what happened the day before and he said nothing.

"His mate is a mudblood." Lucius sneered. "I really don't think that would be-"

"He's our son, Lucius. Incase you've forgotten." Narcissa said coldly. Then, she stood up straight and walked towards her husband's study room door. "Muggle-born or not. She will be a Malfoy."

As the door slammed shut, Lucius Malfoy slammed his fist onto the table and shattered the nearest china in sight.


With the rest of the elder order

"He cannot, absolutely not, be trusted by any of us!" Mad-eye Moody whispered harshly. "I don't care if Hermione Granger is his mate. He's a Death Eater. Once a Death Eater, always a Death Eater."

"I disagree." Snape drawled. "Seeing as I am here and not there."

Moody grumbled something incoherent as Lupin spoke up. "I'm sorry, Alastair, I have to agree with Snape. Draco Malfoy is Hermione's soulmate and she to he. He's a veela, I doubt he would do anything to hurt her."

"That sniveling, slimy, Malfoy would do anything to please his Lord." Moody argued back. "We'll be dead before you know it and the fault will be theirs and yours."

"Have you seen him yesterday?" Molly chastised. "Came in all bloodied up. Hemophilic too! Don't you dare tell me he'll do that! The look in his eyes when he saw her covered in blood few months ago can tell a story."

"That I can't disagree with." Snape said. "Ms. Granger is everything to Mr. Malfoy now. Everything she cares about will be his responsibility too. He'll do anything to keep her happy. That's what veela's do."

Mad-eye grumbled and muttered in incoherent words before he spoke up. "I still standby what I said."

Then, he stomped his way out of the dining room, leaving the other members of the Order to wonder if his opinion on the young Malfoy could be true.


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Author's Note / Wooot! Their first kiss! Is it good or no goodie? I feel like I'm not really a romance writer…

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