Title: Love, tragedy and rejection.

Summery: Draco is a veela (original, I know) but the plot is different than other H/D veela fics.

Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns almost all of the characters. Frizzy owns the veela 'facts'.



Prologue – Boarding the Hogwarts Express

Draco was completely and utterly hyper. He kept checking his muggle watch to see if it was time to go. You see it was the last day of the summer holidays for Draco Evani Malfoy and the day he would step onto the Hogwarts Express at Kings Cross to go to good old Hogwarts in Scotland.

Draco was a part veela and, as he was now 18, he would find his mate. His mate would be the only person who he could ever be with in his whole entire life.[i] He was wearing casual, muggle clothes that extenuated his features and made him look even better than he normally did. Luckily, he had been secretly held back a year, before starting Hogwarts, by his father so that he could have better training, but his birthday was in August so it did not really matter.



Eventually, he saw a house elf called Hasee who told him that his father would be taking him to the station in ten minutes exactly. Draco immediately thanked Hasee and left the room to go down the wide staircase to the lower entrance hall. The house elves would deal with his luggage. There, he saw his father and walked over to him before nodding his head in the correct fashion.

"Good Morning, Father," he said graciously but with enough of a lift at the end for his father to interpret this as a question.

"I decided that I would accompany you to the station as I am going that way anyway. Be sure to tell me once you have found out who your mate is. Have you got any guesses? I wonder if it will be Parkinson."

Draco did think he might know who it was, but he was not going to tell his father until he knew. Although Lucius was not as mean and nasty a person as many thought, he was still not someone to be crossed. "Er... no father. I have no idea as of yet. Perhaps I will find out at Hogwarts."

The conversation ended there and they did not speak another word until they reached Kings Cross. The servant next to the driver[ii] got out with Draco and started loading his luggage onto a trolley. Draco said his goodbyes to his father and, with a final reminder to inform him when Draco found out who his mate was, Lucius went off in the limousine.



The servant with Draco pushed the trolley through the barrier into platform 9¾ and loaded the luggage onto the train before apparating back to Malfoy manor to do some different work. Draco, on the other hand, looked and smelt around the platform in case his mate was there. He was, of course, slightly early and so there were not many people around yet.

Eventually, Draco saw Crabbe and Goyle arrive together. The two of them were best friends and were almost like brothers, they were so inseparable. He walked over to them and stared talking but although they weren't stupid, they weren't exactly the brightest grapes in the bunch. He was relieved when Blaise Zabini walked through the archway and he had someone new to talk to.



There was only one minute to go when Draco finally decided to give up and get inside the Hogwarts Express. He was upset but also relieved, until he realised that he hadn't actually seen the person he had feared, thought, hoped, wished, NO – feared would be his mate, walk through onto the platform. He felt his pulse begin to quicken as he looked around the carriage he was in. Maybe he wasn't as safe as he had thought he was.

A/N: That was only the Prologue. Should I continue or should I not? I promise you, this is not your average 'Draco is a veela' fic. Two reviews to say I should continue and I post the next chapter. I am only doing it this time to see if people like the idea.

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[i] See Frizzy's Magnetic Attraction for more details on veela.

[ii] The Malfoys also had human servants as well as house elves. They mainly were for working around muggles and also washing clothes.