Disclaimer: Nothing is mine except for the plot.
Summary: On the eve of his 18th birthday, Draco Malfoy finds out a family secret. He is a veela! Now he just has to mark his mate before time runs out. That doesn't sound so hard, right? The only problem is that his mate is Hermione Granger.
Song lyrics to "Time is Running Out" by Muse are in bold.
Time Is Running Out
By bloomingfelton
To Draco, classes seemed longer than they ever had; but that seemed right when one would glance at the clock every five minutes. And at some moments Draco thought that time wasn't even moving.
Draco looked up from his parchment scratched with noted to see the concentrated Hermione Granger squint at the board as she slowly twirled her har in in fingers.
Enchanted Draco watched as she twistered her smooth, silkly brown hair clock-wise around her pointer finger. When she couldn't twist it any more, she gently let go as it gracefully spun until it was normal again but still in a half curl.
You will be the death of me
She let her hair rest and Draco gazed at the back of her head.
"Draco, notes," Blaise said sharply and nudged Draco in the side.
"Whaa?" Draco said with a look of total confusion on his face. Understanding swept over his features and he looked down at his paper and continued to take notes.
Why did it have to be her?Thought Draco about his dilema. Why couldn't it be Lavendar Brown or Pansy or someone else for that matter? Why did it have to be a Gryffindor that is best friends with my enemy and hates my guts?
Draco looked back up at Hermione, who was now swirling her muggle pen inside her mouth. Draco felt his pants tighten and desperately wanted to get out of there.
Yea, you will be the death of me
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and a little 5th year stuck his head in.
"Excuse me, Professor Binns, the Headmaster would like to see Draco Malfoy at once. He says it's urgent." There was a slight "oooh" from the Gryffindors but Draco ignored them.
Professor Binns gave a slight nod, allowing Draco to leave. Draco quickly gathered his belongings and took off happily to get out of the room.
Before entering the Headmaster's office he rearranged his clothing to conceal his slight excitement. Taking a deep breath he knocked on the door.
"Come in, Mr. Malfoy," said Dumbledore through the door. Draco opened the door.
"Take a seat, Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore said, offering a lemon drop.
Draco declined and wated for the headmaster to speak. After a few awkward moments the professor finally spoke.
"It seem, Mr. Malfoy, that you have taken notice of our Head Girl."
Draco blanched then quickly pulled himself together, "I don't know what you are talking about, sir."
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled, "I certainly think that you do know what I am talking about."
Author's note: So sorry this took so long!