Chapter 5:
Wide awake and surging with adrenaline Draco looked at his father, who was sitting stiffly on the green and sliver bed spread with obvious disdain. "Hello Draco," he looked at his mum. She looked much more relaxed and was lounging comfortably on the silk sheets with ease. They all looked at each other for a moment, complete silence making each passing second more and more awkward.
"Draco," his mother said again, "we need to have a talk."
Draco had no idea what this talk could possibly be about, they had already had the sex talk and he had more than enough expertise in that department, more than enough, he thought fondly. Keeping his face stoic though, he looked away from his mother at his father and looking straight into his eyes said, "About what?" His mother didn't answer this time.
His father, looking uncomfortable, replied, "Your blood. Our blood. The family blood." The first things Draco thought were the worst things he could think, Oh no! are we not really purebloods? Am I a halfblood, or even a mudblood? He reassured himself with the thought all of his immediate family was magical, he couldn't be mudblood and he looked too much like his family to be adopted. No, maybe they wanted to tell him about some sort of extra magicalness in their blood. But if that was true why did his father look so uncomfortable? "Draco dear, why don't you sit down," his mother suggested softly.
"I'd rather stand thanks," he said stiffly.
"Sit down! Do as your mother asked!" his father had a mini explosion, as though all the obvious tension inside him had exploded leaving him visibly more comfortable. Draco quickly sat down on the opposite bed, which happened to be Theo's. His father, more calmly, began to speak.
"You'll be a man soon," Draco wanted to protest that he already was a man, "and manhood come with a lot of responsibilities," his father continued. "In our family that would be," he hesitated before plunging ahead, "our Veela inheritance."
Phoenecia walked back into her bedroom and was immediately ambushed by Lavender and Ginny. "Why were you in Dumbledore's office all afternoon? Are you ok? Is it true you had a vision? Are you a seer now? Can muggleborns be seers? Are you going to—" Phoenicia was overwhelmed, she walked past them and waited for them to slow down, as she knew they eventually would, and let her tell her story.
Finally, when they noticed she wasn't answering they sat down on either side of her and waited. "Ok," Phoenicia began in the typical fashion of teenagers, "So I was in divination when—" "But—" Ginny interrupted but Phoenicia silenced her with a glare, no interruptions. "I was in divination when I fell asleep," she skipped the bit with Draco, "While I was asleep I had this weird dream about cats and whn I woke up everyone was staring at me. Apparently I made a prophecy. No I'm not going to tell you what the dream or the prophecy were. I'm not going to do anything until I know the law about seers. The end," then, with a smirk, "I will take your questions now."
She expected to be bombarded but the other girls were unusually silent. "Guys?" she said tentatively, did they think she was a freak? "Guys?" she said again, scared. Ginny looked at her with solemn brown eyes and said, "that is amazing," then with excitement, "My best friends a seer! Cool! Can you tell me what color socks I'm gonna wear tomorrow or something? This is so cool!" Lavender smiled too and said, "Yeah, or who were gonna marry?" Inwardly Phoenicia sighed, it was going to be alright, they accepted her. For now.
Draco exploded, "WHAT? What the hell do you mean Veela! I'm not a Veela!" His father responded calmly, "No, you're not, you are part Veela, your mother and I are both part Veela. You should be proud it gives us more access to our magical gifts than most, and with it comes at the time of adulthood, our Veela inheritance where we will begin to feel other things and feel our powers grow. We may find other abilities, some of the more powerful can attract people to them and your mother and I are from very powerful clans. Yu as are son will be incredible."
His mother broke in with what of course to her was positive and to her teenage son was an absolute nightmare, "And soon you'll get to choose a mate!"
I couldn't take it anymore, with that I burst out with, "What! A mate? Are you insane! Do I look like an animal to you? Do I look like someone who mates?" Draco Malfoy was not at is happiest. It took the better part of an hour to calm him down so that his mother and father could explain everything to him and leave feeling like they had don their parental duty. And Draco, Draco's mind was blown.
About an hour after his parents left Draco decided he was done staring at the ceiling. He wanted to try his supposed special powers. He made his way down to the east end corridor and sat in one of the stone windows watching people walk by. On each and every girl he tried to make them look his way and be attracted to him. It didn't work once. Draco was frustrated and so when it was time to do so he ate dinner and then went straight to bed.
Weeks passed and Draco kept trying to use his supposed powers and failed. He sent letters home and his parents would always reply, "It will happen when it happens. It's a natural thing you can't rush it." That answer frustrated Draco to no end. But about a month and a half later, when Phoenicia had long since lost interest to him, although Draco didn't know that the potion was the cause of that and Phoenicia didn't know she was still Phoenicia because she didn't remember why she had changed in the first place, it finally happened.
Draco woke up and felt different although he couldn't figure out why. He followed his morning routine and went down to the Great Hall for breakfast. After breakfast he went to Charms and began to try and us his Veela powers on people. It had become a habit for him. still he was absolutely surprised when it worked because it never had before.
He looked at the back of Tina Morrison head and thought hard about her. To his surprise something in his mind shifted and even more surprising she turned around and looked right at him. Gryffindor though she was there was no revulsion on her face. he pushed harder and slowly she broke into a seductive smile. She batted her eyelashes at him and ran her hands from her chest down to her stomach in a ay that made Draco drool. So surprised was he that his control slipped and Ms. Morrison became confused and turned back around in her seat. The entire episode had taken probably six seconds but it felt like hours to Draco. It had finally happened. Draco Malfoy had come into his Veela Inheiratance. And he was ready to go wild with it.
Guess what guys, I survived my first and hopefully last car accident. Some retard going 90 pushed my dingy little Saturn into the guy in front of me. Effectively they squished my car and my airbag snapped my arm, and something popped out of the engine through the pedals and into my leg. I have a nasty scar but they removed the rod and I will walk regular again soon. Thanks for reading! :)