Without You- Chapter 3 Magical Pull

It had been now two whole months since I was saved by Harry Potter and co. and I haven't been allowed to leave the room I've been forced to sit in for that time. Granted that's not quite true I have been allowed to use the restroom down the hall (when I was healed enough to walk), but I haven't been told that I am free to wonder. I was getting bored and decided to see if they would allow me to read some of the books in the library so I went to ask the three of them.

They were all in the same room when I entered it. "I was wondering if you would give me permission to use the library?"

Hermione answered "Why?"

"I was hoping to get rid of some boredom and start doing some research about the curse that my family has, and since this is the Black ancestral home it would probably be the only pureblood library that houses the information."

Harry froze as he spoke. "How did you know that?"

I felt the small tug that centered in my stomach tug harder as it usually did whenever I was near Harry. I was confused as to why he asked me that. The tug, and the look he gave me made me feel like I had to go over to him and tell him everything from how I felt about him to my knowledge of Voldemort. It made me feel like I had to anything I could to make him feel better.

I answered. "My mother was a Black before she married my father. She often told me stories about her childhood home and how cramped it was. She also told me that the Black library was the only one that contained information on what the curses did to each of the pureblood lines."

He relaxed at that answer but the tug that pulled at me wanted to get closer to him to ease him with myself. It was a strange strong pull that felt impossible to pull away from. I felt my heart grow weak and my mouth go dry. It felt like the first time I realized that I loved Harry Potter. I looked at him hoping the pull worked both ways but was surprised when he spoke. "You can go to the library and read whatever you can find."

I was overjoyed and felt sad at the same time, and when I went to the library I was stunned by what was there, but I went to work finding out everything I could. I spent days in that library before I found the book on Malfoy's and their curse. It was one of the days when Harry joined me in the library. He would often join me while Hermione and Ron played on the piano in the living room. The first time he joined me he sat with me by the unlit fire and asked "Is it all right if I join you? Those two would never get together if all I did was watch them all day."

The pull was strong that day and made it hard to refuse, so I didn't and let him read with me. He then joined me daily, and it was a week into him joining me when I finally found the book. I read it through twice before I flinched. My flinching caught Harry's attention. "What is it?"

"I found the book on my family."

"And what does the curse do?"

"My family curse is extremely cruel it seems like. It takes whichever person they like and forces them to either admit their feelings and awaken the strength of our family or…"

"Or?"

"Or it slowly kills you off."

"It doesn't sound so bad."

"Potter, I can't ever tell anyone how I truly feel about them because if I do I will awaken the Veela blood within me and that will cause me to fallow my mate whoever they maybe."

"Why does that happen?"

"It's another curse of mine. A long time ago a Veela's intended mate was a Malfoy but they were also heir to the Malfoy name, and so out of fear of the loss of the great Malfoy name they forced the intended mate to marry someone else and cast off the Veela. The rest of the Veela society placed a curse on the Malfoy's that said, 'Should one of you ever tell your true feelings to someone you'll become one of us and finally know our pain.' Merlin was there that day and added his curse to it."

"But if you don't say it you'll get killed."

"In time yes, but if I say it for all we know my mate could be in league with Voldemort and I'd be forced to join his side."

"And if they aren't?"

"I can't risk it not when this war could be the actually be heading towards bad news to everyone. You need me more than any mate out there right now." I blushed at the end, but turned my head before he could see it.

"Will you at least think about telling the person you like them after its all over?"

"Potter, I will tell you this, if I, and they, are still alive after the bald maniac decides to try and start a war he can't win then and only then will I tell the person that I love that I love them.

"Love?"

"Yes. Is it so hard to imagine me in love with someone?"

He smirked at me and said, "It is, can I be there when you tell them?"

"Why are you jealous?"

"No, I just want to see what kind of person got your attention Malfoy."

I looked at him as he glanced at the clock and as he left he said one final thing. "Malfoy, you know you can call me Harry, right?"

"I will call you 'Harry' the day you call me Draco, Potter."

He left the library laughing. I smiled to myself as I wondered if I would ever be able to tell him or if the curse will kill me first. See what I hadn't told Harry was something I would keep with me till I died or got a little too close to death. I read it out-loud after I was sure he was gone. "'If the other person rejects them then they will die because Veela cannot handle rejection from any possible mate.' How can I tell him I love him if he ever knew the truth?"

How could I not? I had to stop and think of what the best plan of action could be. After all I was a Slytherin and Slytherins think ahead.