HeartBreak (Veela Drarry)

Friends?

Draco had hid it well, but he had been fuming for days. Ever since Emmyl told the blonde that Harry's relatives had stolen his family money from him, Draco entered this haze where nothing would be alright again until he got justice for his mate. So he had stomped up to the bank employees and asked for the papers to Harry Potter's account, masquerading as his lawyer. When they asked him to prove it, he cast a confundus on them and they just handed the documents over with a wide smile on their faces.

From the moment the blonde got the Dursleys' address, he felt like he had a purpose. So, drunk on the sudden rage he encountered whenever he thought of how sad Harry had been because of his relatives, the blonde banged on the door of Number 4 Privet drive, determined that the criminals inside get what's coming to them.

No one hurts my mate!

A man who looked like a whale with an ugly face opened the door.

"Vernon Dursley?" Draco asked with the calmest voice he could muster. He wanted to kill the man right away, but he wouldn't do anything without making sure that he was the one.

"Yeh, what's it to you?" the man answered, still chewing on whatever it was he was eating when he answered the door and not bothering to cover his mouth. Draco scowled at him, immediately drawing his wand and holding it between them so it wouldn't be apparent to by-passers, the tip pointed at the man's heart. The man's face suddenly paled and he put both his hands up in cowardice and surrender, backing into the house as Draco advanced, hissing a word with every step.

"Do You. Happen to know. Of a. Trust. Fund. Left. For. Harry Potter ?!"

The man's eyes widened as he shook his head furiously. Draco pushed the tip of his wand upwards, towards the man's throat.

"Tread carefully, Vermin" he demanded viciously, "And honestly, or you won't live to rob more innocent children!"

"Alright!" the man exclaimed, "I do- did. Y-you don't understand! My baby, Dudley, needed the money!"

"So. Did. Harry!" the blonde hissed, then whispered words under his breath as he heard the voices of a young man and an older woman screaming at him to please stop, "I've just cast a locator charm on you, Vermin. If that money is not back in that account, with the debt paid off, within 24 hours, I will find you and your wife and I'll rip you both to shreds and force that Dudley of yours to watch. I am sure the money will do him a lot of good then."

As he started to retreat towards the door, he heard the woman yell out "Wait! B-but that will b-bankrupt us!"

"I. Don't. Care!" he spat, then turned to her, "I am sure your son can get a job with the college you sent him to using Harry's money!"

With that, the blonde apparated out of the house and into the manor, still seething with rage until Emmyl showed up with a wide smile.

"Don't worry, Draco. I am sure you're going to be very happy when you tell Harry Potter about those people being put in their place." the elf said cheerfully, but the blonde panicked and shook his head at Emmyl.

"I am not telling him anything, and you can't either. Please, Emmyl." he said, then bit his lip, "We've just become friends. It would be weird if he knows I did this for him. He'll think I am an obsessed creep. Besides, I don't care about the credit or him knowing it was me. I just want to see him happy again."

Emmyl sent his friend a sad smile then disappeared. Draco didn't have time to give it much thought, though. A light tap on his window caught his attention. His heart leaped from his chest when he saw that it was Harry's owl and he quickly gave it a treat and took the letter from it.