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Draco's POV

That smell...book parchment, ink, the feelingof sunlight the feeling of comfort, It was unbearable and 'HE' loved it, WANTED it, but...I wouldn't let him out. He'd hurt her, I wouldn't let him.

Although I could sense she was outside the door I wouldn't let 'HIM' take over me, 'HE' was dangerous, 'HE'D go on a rampage after being cooped up within me for so long, I couldn'tlet her deal with that part of me. If only she hadn't hit me, if
/only I wasn't so pigheaded, a 'fowel, low and evil little cockroach' as she had called me back then. Malfoy smirked at the memory, but then winced as the veela struck again at the mental barrier he'd been focusing on 'concentrate Draco, concentrate'
/he reprimbded himself forcing the barrier to strengthen again, making the veela retreat.

'MY MATE, MINE! I WANT HER, TOUCH HER, TASTE HER!'

'ENOUGH! SHUT UP! GO AWAY' screamed Draco, both to the veela and to Hermione, trying to warm her away, hoping she'd go back to her room, her smell was intoxicating, making it difficult for him to hold up the mental barriers. if she didn't
get back

soon he didn't want to be responsible for what would happer to her, then what Potter, She - Weasel and Weasel Bee would do to him. He might have Veela blood in him but one of She - Weasel's well known hexes wouldn'tstop her.

Hermione's POV

He wanted me to leave, somehow I could tell, call it a gut feeling but something told me, that he was protecting me, from what I couldn't tell, but he must be struggling and if I went in, 'Malfoy what the bloodyhell is going on in there, you know

I'm not afraid of what you're trying to protect me from,' ' Ok that's a lie and you know it, but you can't stop me and whatever or whoever your trying to protect me from I'll help you, I want to, even your pigheaded stobbornness can't keep me away.'
/Hermione took a deep breath, thankful she'd grabbed her wand at the last second, put on her Gryfffindor courage and prepared herself for the worst and unlocked the door.

Normal POV

Hermione opened the door, and was completly struck at what she saw. Malfoy was on his bed hunched over, wearing nothing but his silver boxes with snitches on them, but what caught her off guard were his eyes,Malfoy's ever were completly black, his skin
/pale white, swaet dripping all over his back, his hair had grown a lot which was weird as his hair was short when he'd come in early this evening, she stood stuned unable to grasp at the figure before. Gulping down her fear she moved slowly forward
/leaned down to him then whispered 'Malfoy?'

Malfoy looked up at her, and before she knew it he'd rolled her over pinning her onto the bed.

"Malfoy's not here right now, my princess, I'd be happy to leave a message, but I don't think he'll get back to you." grinned who she thought was Malfoy, " I on the other hand would be more than willing to take your call, you can call me Dray."

Hermione looked up at the man who look liked Malfoy, yet wasn't Malfoy, eyes that once had the colour of the sky now were like a black cloak in the night, scary and frightening at the same time.
Hermione decided that if she wanted anwers she would have to play by Dray's rules. Swalling down the fear that had crept up, she gathered whatever remaining Gryffindor courage Hermione prepared to play along with Dray's weak flirting and get an answer,
though she could already tell she wasn't going to like it, one way or the other.

'So, Dray was it, how is it that you look like Malfoy yet you aren't Malfoy, seeing as you say he's not here, yet he is here?' questioned Hermione hoping this guy was smart when it came to answering questions, and not try another one of his pick up lines.

" Ahh my dear, always looking for an answer, you're right I may look like the one you call Malfoy and yet I'm not him, I'm someone who's waited a long time to have you." " I've had to watch you through 'His' eyes, hearing his taunts and sneers, hearing 'Him' mock and insult you. But not anymore, tonight I'll make you mine, I'll take away the pain 'he' caused you all these years."

"But to answer your question of sorts, I'm a Veelaat this Hermione gasped as Dray showed two little fangs"Not to fret my love, you won't feel them, you'll be in too much escasty and lust for me, you'll practically beg me to mate with you before you know it, you'll want my touch, my kisses, these hands to awaken your desire for me and only me.As
Dray said what he swore to do, he moved a hand that was holding his mate down on the bed, and proceeded to touch his mates sides, then frowned at the bed clothes his mate was currently wearing, he accio'd what would soon be his wand he transfigured
Hermione's pj's into something she'd never in her life be caught wearing, especially in front of a guy that look like her enemy. When Hermione looked downshe gasped the second time tonight as she looked down at what was once her favourite
lazy bed time pjs. The Veela had the nerve to change them into a silky black thongfrom the pjbottoms, alongwith a picture of Slytherin's emblem at the front, while the pjtop had been changed into a push up black laced no strap
front clip bra. Hermione went to grab her wand to change them back, but the Veela had already grabbed it when he'd pinned her down.

' Change them back,' Hermione was not going to go this far, with Dray's game. Pinning her to the bed and using pick up lines was one thing, but transfiguring her FAVOURITE PJ'S was taking it too far. She attepted to cross her arms over her chest, but
retracted them quickly as it would only amuse the veela Dray even more, and she wasn't going to embrasses herslef anymore with what she was forced to wear.

Nromal POV:
Dray lowered himself close to Hermione's neck, completly ignoring her request, instead he grabbed her hands again, not wanting her to run off, or get eny other ideas. Dray then kissed her neck smiling at the mark he'd made, showing whoever dared get close
to his mate that she was his, he continued to kiss her, going from the one side the neck to the other, making sure he left his mark on her. His kisses didn't stop there, he kisses her shoulders,breathing in her scent as he continued lower, but never
letting go of her hands.
Hermione had gasped when she'd felt lips kiss and suck on the sides of her neck, knowing full well what would be there, and that she'd have to use a strong concealment cham tomorrow. Feeling his lips travel lower she'd tried to wiggle away, but her hands
go firmly clasped together with his, and Dray seemed to enjoy her struggle as she heard a slight chuckle before another kiss was planted.

Dray was enjoying taking his time, kissing his mate, loving the fact she tried to escape, but that just made it more fun, but he was soon dissapointed when she stopped, but he knew she'd struggle later, so he let it slide and continued kissing till he
reached her navel, he kissed it then he was assalted by the smell coming from behind what little the thong hid. Hermione's body would not listen to her head, during the time Dray had been kissing her, each time he'd kissed a sensitive spot she'd bite
her lip to prevent her moaning from escaping, that didn't mean her lower part reacted.
Smiling up at his love Dray knew he had to react soon, if she was aroused now he had to make sure his mate wouldn't put up at fight or the whole mating would be ruined and that bastard Malfoy would be able to seal him inside again.
Moving up to meet Hermione's face he saw she had her eyes closed and she'd bitten her lip during the time he had kissed her. Closing his eyes for a second he compelled them to change them to golden, the eyes a Veela used only when their mate wasn't cooperating,
were angry, anxious or upset. He knew that these eyes would break the barrier between them, and Hermione would be his, he hated to force his mate, but had waited too long for this, he wasn't going to wait for another chance to arrive. With that in
mind he sent out a few pheromonesfrom his body, getting Hermione to relax and open her eyes.
Hermione felt her body relax and opened her eyes, looking into the golden eyes of the Veela, before she could close them her mind went blank and she leaned into the Veela's body.

A/N Well that was long, what do you think of the story so far?
Don't worry Draco's not going to be out of the picture, he'll be back.
I'd love your thought's and opinions on the story, plot character's.
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That's it for tonight it 11:55 and I need my sleep, good night, I'll continue once i've recharged, thought of what to do next and had a decent night's sleep.
Till next time
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