Hermione woke up, brushed her teeth,put her hair in a messy bun, and stuck her wand right down the middle of the bun. She went down stairs for her morning tea, while it started hissing from the steam, she took it off the burner and poured herself a cuppa. She sat down and looked out the window, she contemplated what life would have been like; who she would have been if she had grown up with her biological parents. Would her personality be different? Would she have a totally different group of friends? Would she be Slytherin? She felt completely off, like some part of her was missing, like she needed someone more than she realized, but she put it off to not knowing her true family. She already figured she was put up for adoption because of Lord Voldemort. It made sense, since a lot of families did that due to his ruthless killings and complete madness the man was practically possessed with evil. He had reeked of it the day of the last battle. Thank god for Harry, or she wouldn't be here. Muggle born or blood traitor is what it came down too, with her. She would still have her scar from Bellatrix...maybe just a different word than the nasty red boiled up scar of mudblood. It will never go away. The healers had tried everything.
So many thoughts and musings were going through her head when her front door started being banged on, by what sounded like a very irate creature. Her parents ran downstairs in their robes, glassy eyed and undeniably freaked out.
"Mom! Dad! Be careful, we don't know what we're dealing with!" Screamed Hermione as she dropped her cup on the floor and rushed towards the door from the kitchen, while pulling her wand out from her messy bun. She stood tall and strong in front of her parents as her front door was busted open, and there stood Draco Malfoy...the vain of her existence, a Veela, and very...very naked. His hair was even lighter than it was, he had grown at least a full six inches, muscles were rippling from exhaustion...he had wings. Huge black wings and he has blood covering at least a quarter of his body.
He turned and looked at Hermione, curiosity in his eyes, while his mind was trying to figure out why his mate looked so different from his dream.
"...Not right. Not right...smell is right...like vanilla, parchment and cinnamon...but..."
His magic came alive as he said these words, and a warm aura emitted from him, washing over Hermione and completely ridding the glamour off of her. She shrunk to a very petite 5'0, her hips widened, her hair was pulled from its bun, black hair spewing out around her head and landing into beatific ringlets around her waist. Her breasts grew two sizes, leaving her at a very full D, and making them popped right out of her bra. Hermione gasped, looked at her parents, back at Draco, and fainted. The magic that changed her looks also changed her magic...the increase of her magical core at such a fast rate, caused her body to shut down and bring her straight into the arms of unconsciousness.
Draco thrashed in his bed, sweat dripping down his forehead, he wanted to scream, cry, anything but he couldn't move. He couldn't think of anything besides random smells of his mate hitting his nose. Of curly black hair and the vivid blue of her eyes. His face pushed into her hair, inhaling her wonderful scent. Her cheeks flushed beautifully from laughing and her mischievous crooked smile made his heart swell. He needed her. He needed her now, she was his by right, since birth. this was his intended but his addled mind didn't know where to start. He finally let out a blood curling scream as blood splattered all over his bed sheets and the surrounding walls. His wings ripped from his body from the need to be with her. To mate with her, to make her his for the rest of his days. He got up, his eyes completed dilated to black as he ran...completely naked, to his window and jumped out of the window. His mother and father looked on, from their bedroom balcony...his mother thinking about the fright the parents of his sons intended were about to have.
Cissa looked up to her husband, "Lucius, darling...black wings? What does that mean?" All he did was smile, and tell his wife that she would find out soon.
I'm sorry it took soooo long for me to write. I ended up getting engaged right after I posted this chapter and planned the whole wedding myself. :) reviews are nice, leave the shitty with you. I don't want to hear it. ;)