Just so you know so I don't get copyrighted, I have been reading a lot of Veela stories on this site and I might have taken some of the things said in there for my own purposes. It is not like I want to steal them and claim them as my own (really you should take it as a compliment if I took your idea because I liked it so much I wanted to add it to my own story). I really just wanted to bring all the aspects of people's stories that I liked and combining them together to hopefully make a cool story. I will of course say at the bottom of my story what was taken from others stories but I want because to name you because I forgot the stories titles and your names (sorry, please don't get mad)

Hope you like it

Draco POV:

As I walk through my empty mansion I think to myself how much I deserve this. Tomorrow is my birthday I am going to be all alone.

"Man my life is depressing," I say out loud to a sea of nothingness.

Mother use to make such a fuss over my birthday and now that she is gone I don't think I can bring myself to even call my two best friends, Blaise and Theo, over. They offered but I don't deserve to be happy.

All those things that I did last year, and hell all the years before, were terrible and I don't think I will ever forgive myself for my actions let alone will other people forgive me.

That's why at first I decided not to finish my years at Hogwarts, because I don't think I could see the faces of the people that I caused to suffer. After much thought I changed my mind because I love school and learning plus I don't think I can spend any more time in this depressing house.

I better get down to eat what the elves made for me, I thought to myself. I really wish I could set them free but they won't take any clothes from me. I don't get why.

FlashBack

"Please take this, your masters are dead and I no longer need you," I said handing them one of my old shirts

"We is sorry for our master and mistress's death, but now you are our master and if we leave you, you and we will surely die"

"I don't get why that is your concern, I don't need you to keep me alive" I replied, but they simply walked away to set up for another lavish lunch for me to eat alone.

End of Flashback

I tried many more times after but that is all they said for an explanation. I let it go after a month of trying too tired of fighting.

As I finish off my plate and head to the library where I spend most of my time I feel a sharp pain in my upper back. But as soon as it comes it is quickly gone.

Hours later I feel it again and again until the sharp pain is everywhere and more the 10 minutes apart.

Unable to deal with it no longer I yell "Tia"

"what is it mast-" she begins but sees that I am in pain and quickly goes into action "what can I do?"

"take me to my room and bring my any and every pain relief potion we might have" I labor out while still in pain

she jumps into action and I am in my bed in 5 seconds, but it does nothing. Tia brings 7 potions for me and I down them in 30 secs after given them, but it does nothing.

As I start to lose patience waiting for the pain to end I realize that the potions did nothing to help. I yell at Tia who I hope was still in the room "WHAT IS THE TIME"

I could tell by Tia's stuttering out "1:00 am" that I really scared her, but I could focus on that.

1:00, that's weird I felt that it was only an hour ago that it was 7:00 and I had dinner.

As I sensing I was trying to figure it out Tia quietly said " you have been in pain for 4 hours". I had Tia continue to tell me so I know how long this happened.

The pain was everywhere, but around 2:30 in the morning it starts to be worst in my heels. All I could feel is like everything in the whole world was pushing on my whole body (mostly the souls of my feet), as time went on it moved to my caves, then my thieghs all they way up my body one by one.

When it reached my head it had almost been 24 hours since it began. "what a way to spend a birthday" I bitterly thought.

Once everything in my body started to die down Tia came in telling me that it is almost time to get ready to head to the train.

As I get ready I notice small things, like my musles are more defined and my pants are a bit too short for me. "I must of grown, but how did I grow so much in such a short time?". But I dodn't have time to ponder that thought because if I wanted to get to the train exactly when it arrives to be seen as little as possible I have to leave now.

I look one look at my self in the mirror and I notice a huge change in my looks, my chin is defined, my pores are almost gone, my face went from a boyish look to a man's face. With one last look I left, determined to find the answers at school.

As soon as I get their some stare but I am determined to keep my head down and move as fast as I can onto the train. Although it was weird even the muggles were staring and that doesn't make any sense but they don't know who I am and what I did.

Once on the trian I head streight to the heads compartment, because I know that one person and one person only can bother me in here, the head girl. I don't know who it is but I have my suspicions, and it would be just wrong to not give Hermione Granger the position.

Once there I settle into the compartment and start reading my book, after a while the book is forgotten because I smell this wonderfully beatiful smell and I am completely dazed. It is continously getting strong until I am completely bomdared by the smell just when Hermione comes in. Not wanting to look like a fool who is sniffing the air I returned to the lost book.

I couldn't focus on the book, as hard as I tried I couldn't. Needing to have someone distract me I turn to the only person in the compartment. "Hello" I say, she look so startled that I spoke to her let alone in a nice manner.

"Hello" she says back a little reluctantly, But I con't care because her voice is so beauti- "wait since when did I think any part of hermione was beautiful?"

Wanting to start a conversaion just to here her voice I ask "what book are you reading?", noticing the book in her hand.

"you wont know it, it's writtin by a muggle"

"Try me, you might be susprised" starting to act a little flirtasous to my confusion.

"It's 'taming of the shrew' by-"

"William Shakespear" interupting her, wanting to impress her, "yeah I have read that one, but personally I preferr 'Twelfth Night', its all about deception"

"How-, why have-"

"Your not the only one who likes to read. Once I was old enough I had a elf make me a secret book shelf in my room and it's filled with muggle books, my father didn't know about because, well you know him" getting shy.

noticing my discomfert she went back to the subject of books, "I liked Twelfth Night and all but it is nothing to the classic Romeo and Juliet"

Snorting, "of course you would go for the sickeningly gooy romantic books " laughing not at all shocked.

"Whats so wrong about gooy romantic books, I think it's sweet that love will keep fighting".

"Yeah but they both died in the end, it's not like love over came the fued, the feud is what kept them apart and it what caused them to die. The fued most probably conintued and the love they shared for eachother was forgotten".

"I suspose you are right, but don't you think the met in the after life"

"If there is an after life, what if when you die you just die and nothing else?"

"well, I know for a fact that their is an after life, Harry went there before he came back to life and met up with Dumbledore"

"That is interesting something to think about, knowing that someday everyone can see eachother again."

We both settle into a comfertable silence, going back to are respective books. I take a deep breath and am dazed again by the rush of the smell running all the way down to my lungs.

I notice that she wants to say something to me, eventually she speaks up, "Look, we are both going to be stuck together in a dorm we have to share along with work together we might as well coninue this level of anomosity towards eachother"

"Sounds good, and just so you know I am sorry. Sorry for everything I said when we were younger, sorry for my part in the war, sorry for not helping you when that women" spating out that word "tortured you, you didn't and don't deserve any of those things that happened to you" hoping that she know I am genuine.

"It's not your fault Draco, I know that. It took me a while to relize it but you were just as much or even more so a victim in the war, and while we got to choose you didn't, you were stuck and couldn't get out" giving me a small sympathtic smile at the end.

As I return it the train comes to a stop and she gets up gets her stuff and leaves, "Bye, see you in there"

I say "Bye" even though she probably couldn't here me now.