So, I agreed to allow Hermione help me find my mate, simply because she just would not stop nagging. Okay, she didn't nag at all, she may actually be of some use, but like i'd tell her that.

I accepted her offer this morning with my one condition, after mulling it over through-out the night, still trying to find out more knowledge about this bastard predicament i'm in.

"This does not make us friends, Granger" I told her, but she seemed to just ignore my closing statement and beamed from ear to ear, her eyes sparkling before me, then ran out of the common room we were in saying something about going to the library to read up. At that moment I then realized I was bearing the biggest, most un-Malfoy like grin on my face and mentally slapped myself.

'What is happening to me!' I pondered silently.

Shortly after Granger left, I received a visit from the newly appointed Head Mistress, McGonagall.

"Mr. Malfoy, I have to speak with you" She began.

"Unfortunately, Professor, I'm busy" I replied.

"Well I'm sure you can take a few minutes out of your busy schedule of attempting to find your mate, for this" She revealed.

"How do you know?" I snapped at the Professor.

"It is mandatory that I know about all of my students, Draco. Especially about a student like yourself", I did not reply and just waited for her to continue.

"I have just come here to tell you that I know about your condition and I know how troubling it can be—" she began to explain, waiting for a response which I was not going to be giving her just yet.

"I know it can be a difficult time and that is why I have come to tell you that you have my full permission to all the books in the library— including those in the restricted section. And if you have any... troubles, you have my permission to be excused from your lessons" She continued

"Well, thank you, Professor" I murmured, sincerely.

At that point Granger waltzed back into the common room with an armful of books.

"Oh! Hello, Professor McGonagall!" She spoke cheerily

"Ah, hello Miss Granger, well it's nice to see the war hasn't affected your lust for knowledge" The Headmistress replied, then glanced at her watch.

"Ah, must dash, on a tight schedule" Then she glanced over at me and hurried out of the common room.

"Well that was strange" Granger noted for a second or two.

"Anyway, look at this!" She handed me one of her books she'd got from the library and flipped to a page she had marked.

"Did you know, a veelas eyes will change colour and turn to black when in contact with their mate? This can help us find yours!" she grinned.

That evening Draco had looked at almost enough books for a life time so he decided he would wonder down to the Slytherin common room to speak to Blaise.

"So she's going to help you find your mate?" Blaise asked, looking rather confused, "Yeah, thought she'd be useful for the job" Draco admitted, smirking back at him.

"But she's a mudblood, Dra—" Blaise snapped

"Silence, Zabini!" Draco sneered

Draco then stood up and fired a silencing hex at Zabini, and stormed out of the Slytherin common room, pushing past anyone who dared get in his way. He raced back to his dormitory, where his bottle of fire whiskey was waiting for him.

Hermione woke the next morning morning in a positively perfect mood, today her lessons started and she couldn't of been happier if she tried. She skipped downstairs and poured herself a cup of tea, she didn't have any lessons in the morning so she planned to sit down and cram in a an hour or so more of reading with a tea before her lessons started.

Hermione was in such a fabulous mood that morning that she didn't even notice that Draco was sprawled out in just the seat where Hermione was then inches away from sitting.

"What in Merlin's name!" Hermione screamed as she jumped up from she had just tried to sit and in the process managed to throw her book and her tea halfway across the common room, spilling it all over the floor and her book.

"Malfoooooy!" She bellowed. But Draco was in such a deep sleep from the bottle of fire whiskey he drank last night, he did not wake, he only stirred.
Draco then abruptly leaned forward and grabbed onto Hermione's waist, pulling her onto the love seat with him and pinning her back against his hard chest.

"She's mine!" He yelled.

"Mine, mine, mine..." Draco continued mumbling in his sleepy state and then proceeded to inhale deeply, his nose nuzzled in her hair, making quiet purring noises as he did.

"GET OFF OF ME, MALFOY!" Hermione cried waking Draco with such a force he yelled with her and pushed Hermione onto the floor.

"Granger! What are you doing?" He wailed, Hermione stood up and pushed her face towards his.

"I could say that same thing, Malfoy! You grabbed me and were smelling and purring at me! Saying 'Mine' over, and over!" Hermione told him, she then noticed his eyes change noticeably darker and clasped her hands to her mouth.

"Your— Your eyes" she whispered, Draco's furious expression suddenly changed.

"What?" He said, bewildered. Hermione pointed to the mirror on the wall, not averting her gaze. He stood and saw his midnight black eyes in the reflection and scowled at himself, then looked at Hermione in the mirror and saw her horror.

"The book said-" She started but Draco stopped her.

"Shut up, you stupid girl. Don't be ridiculous. I was just, dreaming of her" he said, sneering at her reflection in the mirror. He snatched his gaze away and paced towards the stairs and began the ascend to his room.

Draco stood in his room looking out of the window, and then it hit him. He knew what she was going to say, but he just didn't want to hear it. He had always felt a gravitation pull towards her, but pushed it down inside himself and hid it with his insults towards her, and now he knew why he felt like that. He wasn't to tell her though.

"No, no, not yet" he muttered.