Brown Eyes

by Otterix

Draco Malfoy finds out he is a Veela just before getting invited to redo his 7th year. Unfortunately, for Draco he only has a year to find his mate or he will die. Hermione Granger is over the moon that she can redo her 7th year and she is Head Girl! Her and Ron's relationship are running smoothly but what happens when she finds out who's head boy? Mature themes and Violence.

12. Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Draco's point of view

She knew! How? Blaise maybe but he wouldn't do that, would he?

"I could hear you...when I was unconscious...you know after Ron..." Of course that was it, it did make sense. I can't believe she had known for that long...what if she doesn't like me?

"I really like you Draco despite that. I have grown to love you the Veela bit is just an added bonus. Honestly, I didn't read about them because I respect you and it killed me not knowing something." I knew I was looking at her with no mask on my face, all my emotions there for her to see. I had never felt this vulnerable before in my entire life- never. She could read my mind so easily, she just understood me like no one else could.

"Hermione I..." But before I could say anything else our lips collided and she was kissing me and I felt her emotions through the bond. I felt the awe, the love and the acceptance of who I was. I pushed all my feelings down the bond knowing that our days together had strengthened it.

"I love you Hermione."

"I love you too Draco." And we kissed and kissed until we were the only ones in the world.

Hermione's point of view

I loved him, I loved Draco Malfoy. There had been no uphill struggle to like him, it had been like a walk in the park. It was easy and so not complicated well unless you considered the reaction Ron might have then yes that would be a complication. But as I kissed him I felt his emotions shrouding me in a world of bliss and I didn't want to leave. My fingers ran through the silky locks of his bleach blond hair and his hands pulled me closer to him.

I had always thought that kissing him would be awkward- like kissing Ron but it really wasn't. We moulded together like two people who were made to be together and we were. I loved him and he loved me and I couldn't have been happier.

Forever had come and gone by the time I pulled away to look into his eyes- somehow this felt far more intimate. I saw the familiar warmth in his crystal blue eyes and I was at home...finally.

A/N: I know it's short but I had to get this up as soon as I could, I hope its not too mushy. Please review :)