The Beginning

Draco Malfoy stared at his parents in disbelief and confusion. "WHAT?!" he asked, more confused as the minutes ticked by.

"Draco, darling,...you're a Veela." His Mother, Narcissa Malfoy, stated calmly.

"How? Are either of you Veela? I thought it was just passed through the blood line!" Draco strained with a hint of hysteria.

"Yes, Son. Both your Mother and I have Veelan Blood. Half our blood is Veelan if you must know specifics. We thought it might stay dormant for you, but you picked up more than we suspected. You are three-quarters to Full Veelan." Lucius Malfoy glanced at his wife before turning back to his confused son.

"And that means...What? Why would it be a different scenario? Tell me what I need to know before I go to Hogwarts. I would hate to be unprepared and surprised by something terribly embarrassing. Why do you look worried that I have more Veelan blood?"

"It means that your senses will be even stronger than either your Fathers or mine ever were." Narcissa smiled proudly at her son.

"And what, exactly, are these senses for?" Draco questioned impatiently. 'No one makes me wait…' He thought haughtily.

"Well, by your 18th Birthday, you will have to… uh..." His Mother trailed off and looked to her husband for help. She looked between Lucius and Draco with a face full of uncertainty.

Lucius cleared his throat and smiled nervously at his son. "Well..."

"I'll have to what?" Draco asked with a biting tone. He looked between his parents expectantly.

"You'll have to Mate." Lucius said quickly and turned away.

Draco stared at his parents with a look of pure rage. His eyes darkened to a pitch black. Lucius and Narcissa looked at eachother cautiously.

"WHAT! MATE! AND YOU"RE TELLING ME THIS 6 MONTHS BEFORE MY BIRTHDAY?!" Draco yelled as he stood up with a jolt. He felt a strange pain in his back but thought nothing of it. Lucius jumped up in front of Narcissa and growled protectively. Draco stared in horror as feathery black wings sprung from his Father's back.

"WHAT THE HELL! P-Please tell me I won't sprout wings… I don't want that… Oh MERLIN! What if it happens at Hogwarts..." Draco's face paled to an impossibly white color. He stared in horror at his Father.

Lucius looked at Narcissa questioningly before turning back to Draco."Uh...Ha…Did you not… Feel...your...um." Lucius grabbed his wand and conjured a full body mirror in front of his son. Draco gasped and walked to the mirror before looking behind him like his Father was trying to trick him.

"Wha-no-haaa" Draco sputtered quietly as he slowly touched his pure white, glowing wings. He shook his head to clear his thoughts.. "And what are… these for?" He asked, gesturing to his heavenly wings.

Lucius smiled at his son's acceptance. "They are to attract your Mate and protect them. They are extremely strong and make other magical creatures cower. At first they may pop up without you meaning for it. But once I help you control all your senses and powers, you will be an unstoppable force."

Draco nodded slowly, deciding that accepting his heritage was the best choice. "When you say they may pop up… involuntarily, do you mean anytime?"

"Yes." His Father said consolingly.

"So, back to why you didn't tell me sooner… like years ago?"

Narcissa sighed and walked around her husband as both her boys' wings disappeared. "My sweet Baby Dragon..." Narcissa started, "Your Veela blood only started awakening on your 17th Birthday. You didn't show any signs that the Veelan blood could be awakening so your Father and I didn't bother you about it. But I think, if my motherly Veelan blood is correct, it should be easy to Mate. I believe your Mate is at Hogwarts."

"What if she's not?" Draco asked worriedly. He knew what happened to Veela's that didn't find their Mates. They never lived past their 18th Birthday. He swallowed thickly.

"Draco, your blood has yet to choose your Mate. He or She will likely be one of your schoolmates. Your Veela is in search of a Mate as we speak. Only someone who is completely compatible with the Malfoy magic and yourself, can be your Mate."

"..." Draco thought about his Father's words. "Wait… you're not telling me that my Mate will be a MALE… are you?" He asked, genuinely scared.

"Calm down, son. Based on what I have observed of you in all your years at Hogwarts, your blood is drawn to and will choose a female." Draco visibly sighed and relaxed.

"What about blood-status? What if I am to Mate with a Mudblood?"

Lucius laughed confidently. "No Malfoy has ever Mated with anything other than Pureblood. Just relax, Boy. If your Mate does happen to be anything other than Pureblood… The only thing we can do is accept it. Now, go rest while your body completes the changes. Tomorrow we leave for Kings Cross Station at 10:30 A.M. And you will be even more breathtakingly handsome than you are now." His Father smiled at him proudly and pulled Narcissa close.

Draco nodded grimly as a pain shot through his body. He left for his room. Stripping down to his forest green boxers, he slid into his silky silver sheets. 'May Merlin be with me...' He thought as he slipped into a coma like sleep.