Once upon a Veela.

Tragic event-1

(Kindly imagine the pic above to be mirrored, that is, MD to be DM. I couldn't mirror the pic.)

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"Do you feel any different?" Draco asked the girl who lay beside him with her head on his chest and the crook of his arm pillowing her neck. The rhythmic beat of his heart almost put the girl back to sleep, but she fought the sleepiness with her strong desire to stay awake.

"Not especially." Hermione looked up at him from her position and asked, "You?"

In response, Draco hugged her closer, tightening his arms around her. "Just more in love with you."

His cheesy reply made Hermione visibly cringe, yet squeal mentally at the same time. In her mind, she was grinning like a fool, but showed a displeased expression.

She pushed him away with the palms of her hands. Though Hermione was unsuccessful in moving that giant mass of muscle, she made him let go of her however reluctant he was in doing so.

She rose and sat up on the bed and turned to face him.

"Since when did you become so, what's the word," she clicked her fingers, trying to find the correct word, " sappy?"

Draco moved his upper body and dragged himself closer to Hermione. He circled his arms around her waist and snuggled his head against her stomach.

"Since I literally lost ownership of my heart." His voice sounded muffled against her woolen sweater, but Hermione could make sense of it, and when she did, she slapped the back of his head with moderate force.

Draco continued undeterred by the violent yet tender action," Anyways, I think I have always had this silly side, just no one to expose it to."

"Just don't show this silly side in front of anyone else, and if you say any of that cringe stuff before someone I will put a spell on you to make you stay as away from me as possible."

A horrified Draco pulled his head back and craned his neck upwards to stare straight at her and see if she really meant what she said. He gulped, 'She does.'

"But it's fine to do so when it's only us because you like it, don't you?" His lips pulled back into his famous smirk that spiked up the pace of Hermione's heart. Just then, his eyes zeroed in on something, and he leaned closer to her to get a better look.

"Look, there is my heart, right where I marked you. My name is inked on your skin. There's no escape from me now. You are officially Draco Malfoy's mate Hermione Granger." Draco's happiness was unhidden in his exuberant tone, and his smirk grew unbearably arrogant.

"Huh?" Hermione asked stupefied. "What?" She tried to get up to run to the mirror to check what he just said.

Before she could, however, Draco held her back.

"But on a serious note Hermione," He turned sober and earnestly made eye contact with her, " I have no right over my heart anymore. It's yours now, while yours became mine. I don't know how I know this, I just feel like I have maybe read this somewhere but I don't remember exactly where, that if something ever happens to me, I will always have a chance for revival because my life, my heart, is you. But, if anything ever happens to you," His expression became grim as an ache invaded his chest. Even the thought of losing Hermione was terribly painful. "I'll be beside you as we cross together to the afterlife."

Hermione gently stroked the side of his pale face with the tip of her fingers, attempting to relax his tightened jaws. "Don't say things like that. Nothing will happen to you or me. We have survived one gruesome Wizarding war. What more could threaten us now?" Draco buried his face in the crook of her neck and Hermione wrapped her arms around him.