Hermione, Harry and Sirius arrived early to Kings Cross. They located the space between the platform 9 and 10. Harry took his cart and walked through the wall, she followed him and Sirius was the last one. She looked for the Weasley and found them near the train.

She greeted everyone and was glad to see George smiling. They boarded the train and looked for an empty compartment. Harry and Ginny sat together in the front seat and started whispering to each other and snog, to Ron's annoyance.

- Mione ...-Ron began cautiously. They had kissed during the battle and things were still a bit strange. He knew what he meant. She felt it herself, there was no chemistry in the kiss.

-It's ok Ron- she interrupted him- I didn't feel anything. I love you but not in that way.

He sighed in relief and his mouth curved into a huge smile.

-Thank goodness, it would be weird if one of us liked it. So, that's settled, how was your summer?

They talked for a while, played wizard chess and ate a little. Halfway Luna and Neville joined them. When there was half an hour to get to Hogsmeade Station and Hermione went to change into robes.

She was humming a song; she was relaxed for the first time in a long time. She was so distracted that collided with something. She fell hard on the floor. Great, a happy time and I end up hurt.

-I'm sor... Malfoy? –she was surprised to see the blond guy. He had always been handsome, but now he was gorgeous. Gorgeous? Wake Hermione - Sorry, did not see you.

He didn't answer. He bent down, slipped an arm below her legs and lifted her as if she weighed no more than 10 pounds. She wanted to protest but could not move, he put her gently on the seat, but keep touching her. She was scared.

- Are you okay? Are you hurt? - Malfoy asked with a worried tone, almost hysterical, thought Hermione.

- What is wrong with you? Of course I'm right! Are you crazy? – she asked forcing him to keep his hands off her. He did not answer, just looked into her eyes, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

Locomotor Wibbly- she murmured without thinking. Malfoy's legs started shaking and could not stand up. She took the opportunity and ran. Malfoy was definitely crazy.

The day was bright, the weather was perfect and the thunders only added charm. Breakfast was a a little burnt but it tasted like heaven. Everything was perfect. He walked through Kings Cross feeling in the clouds. When he saw the train he had the sudden need to get on it. He had to. His feet began to move faster without realizing it.

- Son? Draco ... Honey- Narcissa called him but he didn't listen-MALFOY DRACO I'M TALKING TO YOU!

- Huh?- he asked not paying attention

-Let him be, Cissy, he is probably feeling his mate, don't be mad- ucius said, smiling a little.- Maybe ... I feel anxious, but happy at the same time ... I'll get on the train now, I love you, see you at Christmas.

Without pausing a moment he left to the train and sat in an empty compartment near the toilets, that would give you the opportunity to smell anyone who had to change.

It has to be a girl, sorry. If she were a guy I wouldn't be disgusted. She is a beautiful girl, surely has long, soft hair, at least I hope that, I could wrap her hair around my finger and then we could…

-DRACO!-I heard a voice crying, looked up and saw his friends, stupid Draco, stop daydreaming he scolded himself and greeted his friends. Theo, Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle and Adrian sat down and began to speak. When there was a moment of silence Draco decided to tell them all the truth, I would need help.

-Guys ...- he began unsure, but recovered and returned his arrogant voice- I have something to tell you ... I am part Veela-he smirked

All were silent for a moment, then recovered and Zabini spoke.

- Veela? Wow

- That's not all- and he began to tell them all the details. When he finished Nott spoke, his voice worried.

- And how you know it's her? How to be sure who she is? You...- he continued but Draco did not hear anything more. His brain was paralyzed but his senses weren't. A sweet and fresh smell hit him hard in the face. He really could not hear his friends. Without complete control of his body he went out into the hall and looked around. He knew she was there. The mudblood was coming down the hall, apparently happy, but there was no other person. He decided to walk to find her personally, but as he approached the bookworn his brain fell asleep. The smell was incredibly strong, intoxicating and not knowing why he walked to her, apparently she did not see him coming because she bumped into him and fell in the floor.

A thousand flags were shot in his head. She was hurt. She was hurt ... without thinking he lifted her from the floor, but I could hear them talking to pay attention. He had to make sure she was okay. When she was against him, his skin burned. She is, she is and she is hurt. He could not think clearly, he wanted to kiss her, but he had to know if she was okay. He found his voice and asked.

- Are you okay? Are you hurt?

- What is wrong with you? Of course I'm right! Are you crazy?-She moved away from him and he felt empty. He had to feel her close again. He looked into her eyes and inhaled her scent again. Fuck. He bent and kissed her on the forehead. His stomach, his mind, his heart, all fluttered . He was going to kiss her again. But he fell to the ground and she ran away. That snapped him of the trance; he was allowed him to think clearly. Shit. She cursed him. And he had made a fool.

-Very well done, very subtle- he turned and saw Nott and Zabini laughing loudly.

-You have 3 seconds to disappear from or you are not going to have heirs- he threatened, his voice low and dangerous.

-Do not get mad, we are reaching Hogsmeade- Theo said, trying to calm down, he knew Draco was not going to curse them, never did.

He got up and walked elegantly to the carriages. At least this year will be interesting.