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It was finally the day the rest of the students would be returning and he was nervous. What ifs, were flooding his thoughts, like what if his mate was muggle born or what if they weren't even going to this school. He was very nervous and if he wasn't a Malfoy, he would have been shaking in his Dragon hide boots. However being a Malfoy he looked rather composed and sure of himself.
Looking though his dresser drawer, Malfoy picked a pair of black leather pants and a tight body fitting shirt to go under his robs. He did have to look good for his mate if, no when, they fell for him. Ever since his sixth year he had stopped gelling back his hair so it now fell alittle past his ears. He had an eyebrow ring, much to his fathers annoyance, that looked like a snake. All and all he radiated sex appeal, only part of it from his Veela charms.
Heading down to the Great Hall he went to his usual seat and waited for his friends and everyone else to arrive. He looked at the enchanted sky watching the clouds slowly float by. He was still like this when he caught the most delectable scent. It reminded him of oranges and strawberries combined. Looking at the door, Draco waited for his mate to enter. As the door was opening his heart stopped. There in front of him was the Golden trio. How could this be, was racing though his mind. He didn't know which one it was but he knew it was one of them. He took all he had to not jump up and find out who it was and kiss them silly. Not hungry after all, Draco headed out of the room to catch Dumbledore before he entered the Great Hall for the feast. He needed help and the old man was the one to figure out what to do.
A.N. yeah for me another chapter up. I was going to continue but I desided to stop to give you a chance to choose who Dracos mate will be. I was origonally planning on Ron but I have ideas for Hermione Harry or Ron so you can pick. Just write one of there names in a review and the most votes gets to be Dracos mate.
It was finally the day the rest of the students would be returning and he was nervous. What ifs, were flooding his thoughts, like what if his mate was muggle born or what if they weren't even going to this school. He was very nervous and if he wasn't a Malfoy, he would have been shaking in his Dragon hide boots. However being a Malfoy he looked rather composed and sure of himself.
Looking though his dresser drawer, Malfoy picked a pair of black leather pants and a tight body fitting shirt to go under his robs. He did have to look good for his mate if, no when, they fell for him. Ever since his sixth year he had stopped gelling back his hair so it now fell alittle past his ears. He had an eyebrow ring, much to his fathers annoyance, that looked like a snake. All and all he radiated sex appeal, only part of it from his Veela charms.
Heading down to the Great Hall he went to his usual seat and waited for his friends and everyone else to arrive. He looked at the enchanted sky watching the clouds slowly float by. He was still like this when he caught the most delectable scent. It reminded him of oranges and strawberries combined. Looking at the door, Draco waited for his mate to enter. As the door was opening his heart stopped. There in front of him was the Golden trio. How could this be, was racing though his mind. He didn't know which one it was but he knew it was one of them. He took all he had to not jump up and find out who it was and kiss them silly. Not hungry after all, Draco headed out of the room to catch Dumbledore before he entered the Great Hall for the feast. He needed help and the old man was the one to figure out what to do.
A.N. yeah for me another chapter up. I was going to continue but I desided to stop to give you a chance to choose who Dracos mate will be. I was origonally planning on Ron but I have ideas for Hermione Harry or Ron so you can pick. Just write one of there names in a review and the most votes gets to be Dracos mate.