The first couple of weeks outside of her room she stayed close to Draco and his friends. She didn't like Pansy Parkinson at all, she saw Ginny a couple of times but she didn't want to put her friend in an awkward position after Harry and Ron completely turned their backs on her. Yes, she did try to talk to them but it didn't go very well. It didn't go unnoticed by her that they are failing in class without her too. It felt kind of nice not doing other people's homework for them. It's now week three of being Hermione Malfoy-Krum and she missed her husband so much, she thought after thinking about the past three weeks of being her true self.

I want to try something love... you know I've been reading up on Veela's and mates. Everyone's asleep! It is the perfect opportunity to try it. I have my own private room like you do at Hogwarts. Is your door locked and silencing charm on?

Yes? She responded a little confused. She opened her eyes and there he stood in his boxers she had never moved so quickly as they met in the middle, his lips finally on hers, her legs wrapped tightly around him.

"Fuck love I missed you so much. My beautiful wife. He rested his forehead against her own and lay her down on the bed as he lay on top of her. Their kisses turned to snogging and with their hands wondering, things soon turned heated and he needed his mate like he'd never needed anyone before, the pain in their hearts from separation faded and they felt complete when Viktor entered his wife after her orgasm and made love to her for the first time in her new body. She is stunning in her true form, she was beautiful before but now with her Veela out... he's one lucky wizard that is for sure.

What happened next surprised them both as his teeth sunk into his mark on her neck, Hermione marked him at the same time when they came. Viktor kissed his mate all over her face feeling extra connected now they are both marked and both Veela's. Whatever spell she was under, had trapped her Veela inside.

Hermione felt something change and so did he, as he slipped out of his mate she smiled shyly at him and he pulled her into his arms, he didn't want to let go. Even though they both knew he had to before time went too fast. They kissed and talked, as Hermione explored her husband's body and took him in her mouth, loving the noises he made as she brought him to his release, wanting to taste him and smell him before he had to leave. Viktor pulled her back up and crushed his lips to hers, not wanting to leave his wife.

"Can you come back every night?" She asked him, as he got out of bed, and pulled her with him, to stand in front of the mirror, blue met grey as his hands rested on her hips, he kissed the mark on her neck.

"I can try love. Three weeks is too long! Now we are both marked it'll be harder to stay away. I know you felt the change, his eyes drifted down to her belly, and his hands moved to there as he kissed his mark on her neck. She placed her own hands in his.

"In the muggle world, people wait until two-three months to tell people," Hermione explained.

"Why?" He asked her confused. "If I wasn't so overprotective then I would be shouting this from the rooftops, my wife is pregnant." She smiled at how proud and excited her husband is feeling.

"It's more of a precaution in case something happens to the baby or babies. They wait until the early stages have passed," a dark look crossed her husband's handsome face.

"Nothing will happen to ours," he said moving down to his knees and turning her so he can press his lips to her flat stomach. She threaded her fingers in his now fairly long hair that's grown to past neck length, his hands on her ass, holding her to him.

"No, and I won't be able to hide the bump for long Viktor." Her husband rested his forehead against her stomach closing his eyes, as he held her to him, his own little family. He'll kill anyone who dares lay a finger on them.

"No it'll just take me a while to get my head around how to move forwards, we won't say anything to our families until Christmas then, and stay close to your brother. I will think of something, we'll need new portraits of each other now you are your true-self love."

"Fuck! I don't think I can look at our wedding photos the same way...• she said sadly. "That girl isn't me."

"We can re-do our wedding photos, love. You are still you, it's just your outer shell that's changed." Viktor rose and placed his hands on either side of her face as pressed his lips to hers, showing her how much he loves her; and she can feel that too. They slowly separated and he found his boxers on the dresser.

They hugged and kissed until he truly did have to leave. He carried his wife to her bed and with one last kiss, he apparated back to Durmstrang castle.

His childhood friend scared the crap out of him as he held onto his bed frame. Vanz is the only one with access to his room, Viktor held on to his heart.

"Fucking hell Vanz. You scared the shit out of me!"

"How did you escape Durmstrang? It's like impossible." His friend asked him in shock.

"Veela thing. I have been doing research I can go to wherever my mate is." He explained.

"Are you ever going to give a name? And I see you've had some fun... no fair!" His friend said pointing to his neck. Viktor felt pride flare up inside him, as his friend pointed it out and he thought of his newly pregnant wife.

"My wife is a Veela, Vanz. Only hers has only just been set free from the spells she's been hidden by." Viktor knew he could talk freely with Van, they'd been friends since they were babies and he's never betrayed him

"Who the fuck would do that?" His dark-haired, black-eyed friend asked looking horrified his tone in shock.

"It's a long and complicated story, one that's not really mine to explain. You'll meet her when we get to Hogwarts anyway, but don't try looking for her as soon as we get there. Are you still putting your name in the cup?" He asked trying to change the topics. He might be able to talk freely with Vanz but he's still an overprotective husband, and won't be revealing his little family until they are all ready to do so. His wife is asleep now, and they had moved to armchairs by the lit fireplace.

"I've never seen you this in love before, I'm rather jealous of the Veela part of you." His friend confessed.

"Yes, it's something I am thankful for myself. It does make life a lot easier knowing you'll mate with your mate, for life and nobody would be able to get between you. Our bond is extra strong, her father and mine both confirmed that at different times. I'm about to tell you something that only myself and my wife knows, Vanz... I'm to fucking happy and proud to keep it to myself completely! When we made love earlier this evening and she marked me for the first time, and I bit into my mark on her neck, a change happened between us, is the only way I can explain it and she became pregnant. Don't ask, it's too complicated to explain but we felt the change happen in our bond. We are telling our families at Christmas when she's in the safety zone of pregnancy. I need your help in keeping an eye on certain people around her whilst we are at Hogwarts. It is going to be even harder for me to stay away from her completely when we are so close. Now that she is pregnant all I want to do is take her back home. It is taking a lot of my control not to do what I want to. I will only remove her if I feel she and our baby are in danger. My place is safer than Durmstrang and Hogwarts put together, with my wife's wards added in, nobody can break through our flat."

"WOW... congratulations. That's a lot to take in... I guess all your Quidditch training and one on ones, with Karkaroff, have helped with your control and willpower."

"Yes, I supposed it has. I don't care what anyone say's if it comes to that! Hermione and our baby is what's important to me now, they are my life, my world."

"AHA! A name, at last, I've not heard that one before." Viktor cursed and felt pissed off with himself as his friend smirked at him, with his slip-up.

"Yes, that is her name. As you know I'm very protective of my wife, due to the fans more than anything else."

"Yes, they are a crazy, often creepy bunch of Witches aren't they?" Viktor cringed.

"I love them for the support, but I don't like them. The boys often say the same thing when we are changing."

"Does Hermione have any single friends?"

"I will ask her when I see her next... her small circle of friends hasn't been particularly friendly since she became her true self. The girl Ginny gave her, her bag back recently that she'd taken to the Weasley's house with to come to the World Cup where we met. But things are awkward because one of the boys is Ginny's brother and Hermione doesn't want to put her in an awkward position." He explained to his friend.

"WHAT?" Vanz said in disbelief. "Even when you were seeing that bitch I still played nice. If this Ginny valued their friendship at all, then surely her sour grapes of a brother and the other boy, wouldn't have THAT much influence over the two girls' friendship?"

"You'd like to think so, wouldn't you? I know it's hurt her a great deal. She stays with her twin brother and his group of friends mainly." Viktor frowned, he wasn't that fond of the Zabini boy or any boy around his wife that wasn't him, to be completely honest with you.

"Anyway it's getting late, we've got a long couple of days coming up. I'm just thankful I'll be close to her for an entire year." He frowned again, and his friend smirked.

"I bet you won't last half an hour, in the same building without needing to be with her!" Viktor raised an eyebrow.

"Probably true."